Sports Massage | Maxx Monroe | Chapter 1

One of the perks of coaching the soccer team is watching the lads’ bodies change as they get older and start to take fitness more seriously. They wanna be strong. They wanna look as good as they can. Sexual awakening is a key factor. When they discover what their bodies are for, the need for sex makes them hit the gym hard.

Maxx was one of those confident lads who’d developed faster than the other boys. He was surprisingly mature for his age and his body was bulking up. I’d occasionally pass through the locker room, just to take a quick look…

I saw him one night, after practice, making out with his girlfriend. He’d pushed against the wall quite aggressively and had his hand up her skirt as he kissed her. They heard me passing and instantly broke apart. They were both mortified, of course. A shame really, as I was enjoying the show! I wondered if it was worth hiding somewhere and sticking around to see what happened next, but I left them to it, and jerked myself senseless in the car, wondering how my dick would feel in that tight, round ass of his.

He seemed a bit nervous around me the next day. Perhaps he thought I was gonna report him to the principal!

He came to my office after practise that evening. I wondered if we were gonna have the embarrassing conversation where I’d sit there, trying to disguise my hard on, telling him to rein it in on school premises in the future!

I was almost relieved when it turned out he wanted me to take a look at a muscle he’d tweaked whilst training. I told him to sit down on the couch and pulled up a chair next to him. He was wearing a fairly tight, yellow T-shirt and a pair of shorts in some sort of semi-shiny fabric which I kept thinking would feel pretty good against my dick!

As we spoke, I stared at his lips. I remembered how they looked kissing his girlfriend, and my cock started stiffening in my shorts. By the time I’d started prodding and poking his thigh to ascertain where the pain was, I was rock hard. The kid had obviously been working on his glutes and I told him what he’d been doing was having a good effect. He blushed and widened his legs to get more comfortable.

I was too horned up not to push it a little further. As I started to massage Maxx’ upper thigh, he began to moan, just a little, almost inaudibly, but enough for me to push my fingers a little further into his groin.

His T-shirt and shorts were off pretty quick. I needed to give his abs a quick check and all that fabric was just getting in the way! Besides, I wanted to see his body up close - and boy did that kid have a great body! The more he works out, the better it’s gonna get.

The probing, stretching, and massaging continued. I liked how compliant he was. The more intimate I got, the more accepting he seemed.

The turning point came when his cock started to harden in his jock. He was plainly embarrassed and kept shooting nervous sideways glances at me. I could feel his heart pounding. The poor lad was ashamed to be getting excited. And that, of course, gave me the motivation, and indeed the permission, to move onto the next stage. At that point I wanted to fuck the living shit out of him!

I suggested lotion. I told him I could give him a better massage if I used it. Then I told him to take his jock off because I didn’t want to ruin it with oil. The poor kid was plainly willing his hard-on to go down to avoid the embarrassment of revealing it. Then I could see him looking at me, trying to gauge the situation, trying to work out if I was coming on to him, and trying to understand why his cock was getting hard at that thought. But he took a deep breath and the jock came off. I was impressed. Some lads get real silly at moments like that, but Maxx took it in his stride.

I rubbed lotion into his inner thigh, and down between his legs. The further my fingers went, the harder his cock became. I pushed a finger right under his ball sack and further, towards his ass. He gasped, surprised, then moaned as he felt my finger finally pushing into his hole. Once again, he glanced at me nervously, but I stared him in the eye with a look which told him that his medical examination was officially over. The next stage of the encounter was to see how quickly I could get my dick inside the ass which I’d already started to lube up.

Maxx’ expression suddenly changed. I saw the confident, sex-fuelled look he’d shot at me whilst making out with his girlfriend. The half-smile I’d thought about whilst jerking off about him in my car. The look which said, “stick around and see what happens…”

I looked down as his dick, which was now fully hard. It was a spectacular dick. Upward curving. Cut. Thick. Long. Rock hard. THE perfect dick. My brain did a 180 as I realised that my ass had started twitching. I’m a bad man. I’ve had plenty of lads like Maxx, but always with me as the top.I have never wanted a lad to fuck me… But every fiber of my being wanted Maxx inside me. I started rubbing lotion onto his cock and felt all 9 inches twitching and jumping in my hand.

“Do you feel better” I asked, still rubbing his cock. “Oh yeah,” said Maxx, relaxing into the couch.

I suddenly felt a rush of nerves. Why the fuck was I feeling like that? I couldn’t look him in the eye, so I stared at his dick whilst gently rubbing it and said “do you… do you think you could help me out a little bit?” I looked at his face again. He was in a world of pleasure. “What do you need?” He asked. I squeezed his cock: “I think I want this. Is that okay?”

He looked into my eyes and nodded and parted his legs in anticipation as I lowered myself onto his dick. I could feel it sliding into me. Down and down I sank. His dick almost felt as though it had no end. I looked into his face. This kid had obviously never fucked ass, never been with a man, but it plainly felt natural to him. His face was etched with pure ecstacy. The feeling of my tight ass wrapped around every inch of his cock was plainly way better than he’d imagined!

Like a typical kid, the fucking started hard, which, it turned, out was exactly what I needed. He went so hard, in fact, that I started gasping. He just wanted to bang. Hammer me. Fuck an orgasm into me. He was taking control…

For the next few minutes, he pulled me around and threw me into all sorts of positions. He didn’t seem to want to settle. It was like he’d previously imagined fucking a guy in all sorts of different ways and wanted to know which one felt the best. I was on my front. I was on my back. It was hard, masculine, sometimes brutal. You could see pervy thoughts flooding into his mind. Dark desire. The thrill that he could be as rough with me as he didn’t dare be with his girlfriend. The excitement at the thought of causing me physical pain. Of owing me. Owning a man’s man. And I succumbed to it. Let him take control…

I suddenly realised that everything was moving too quickly. I needed to regain the upper hand. I knew this couldn’t be a one-off encounter. It was too good. It needed to be savoured somehow. If he shot in me, the guilt would rush in and the encounter would be pushed aside and filed away as a one-off aberration…

So I pulled myself off him and started to jerk him off. It was seconds before he exploded. And he roared as he sprayed like a cheap fountain across his chest. And at that moment, I watched the beast in his eye vanishing again. As I gently rubbed the cum away with a cloth, I studied his face: Maxx was a boy again. Nervous. Embarrassed about what had happened.

He’s a complex lad, alright. But he has all the skills, all the attributes to be a seriously horny fuck machine. He just needs guidance. And that’s what a teacher is for! There’s definitely a long, horny journey ahead with this one…