Pete grabbed my arm and said “We need to talk.”
Pete led the way outside to the picnic tables. We sat on the top of one with our feet resting on bench where you are suppose to sit.
“What is going on?” Pete asked.
“I guess he feels bad about knocking me out.”
“I stopped by the hospital last night and you were gone. You weren’t at your house either. Where were you?”
It made me feel good to know that Pete was looking in on me, but I was also concerned that he might ruin this for me. I didn’t have a good lie.
I knew this was going to lead to many questions, with a sigh I answered “Ben’s mom insisted that I stay at their house until my parents come home.”
Pete’s head swiftly turned so he was facing me “You stayed the night at Ben’s last night?”
“Yeah”
“Listen, I know you really like Ben. But I don’t want you to get hurt. Don’t take this the wrong way but Ben is way out of you league. And he is probably one of the straightest guys in school. I am just saying, have fun being around him while this lasts, but don’t set yourself up for a big let down. Nothing is going to happen between you and Ben. I really think we should try to find you someone you could, well you know, do gay stuff with.”
“Do gay stuff with.” I started laughing out loud.
“You know what I mean.” Pete said.
I was still laughing, holding my stomach. Pete gave me a friendly but painful punch to the shoulder.
“I am just trying to help you.” Pete said
“I know. I’m sorry.” I said
I actually was sorry, Pete really had grown into a good friend, and if Ben wasn’t in the picture Pete’s offer to help me find someone would be exactly what I would want.
After school I met Ben at his car. He said he had to go to basketball practice. The coach was upset that he missed yesterday. He said he could drive me to his house and I could watch TV, or I could sit on the bleachers and watch him. I decided to stay and watch. I didn’t want to be a burden. I was too embarrassed to tell him I still thought it was football season.
It was a warm night and all the gym doors were open to the outside. I wasn’t alone in the bleachers, there were a few other students watching. The coach blew his whistle and the team started running up and down the length of the court in their warm up pants. After a few minutes he blew the whistle again and they all went over to their benches and started taking off their warm up pants. Even though they had shorts on underneath it still turned me on to watch them take them off.
I watched Ben as they broke into teams and started to play. He had a shirt on that had no sleeves, and he had cut away most of the sides of the shirt. When his massive arms went up to shoot a basket you could see the side of his hard sweaty torso. As he moved around vigorously his loose shirt would open up and flap in the wind created by him running and jumping. When he would bend over and put his hands on his knees to rest his shirt would fall away from him and you could see his chest.
His shorts looked smooth and they went down to his knees. Besides the waistband they looked very loose and comfortable. When Ben was coming down from a jump his shorts would rise up his leg and show his massive upper legs. They were whiter than his lower leg which got more sun. The color the hair on his upper leg contrasted more with his skin than his lower leg. The dark hair against his white skin looked manly, less like a teenager.
His calves were thick, and would contract and flex constantly as he jumped and changed directions. The hair on his lower leg almost matched his tan skin.
Two hours passed quickly as I watched Ben. As he was walking into the locker room he looked up at me and smiled just before he disappeared into the hallway.
About a half hour had passed and still no Ben. It was dark outside, and I was getting anxious. Everyone had left the gym and I was alone on the bleachers.
My phone vibrated. On the screen it said “Message from Ben.”
I clicked “Read” and it said “my turn to lock up the gym, cls doors pls?”
I texted “y” and started closing the doors. As I pulled up on each doorstop the door would slowly close and then a loud slamming noise would echo through the gym. I pushed on each door to make sure it was locked. I heard the doors that joined the school and gym slam shut. I was assuming it was Ben closing them. They had to be locked with a key so Ben had to take care of those. Then my phone vibrated again.
“Go to the middle of the gym” the text said.
I did as he asked.
“Get naked” The next text said.
My heart started to pound. My stomach was in knots. How do I know everyone is gone? What if someone walks in on me? My phone vibrated again as I just stood there.
“NOW!”
After that I didn’t hesitate. I took off my shirt and I already felt exposed. I kicked off my shoes and sat down to take off my socks. I could have done it standing but I was stalling as much as I could to let this all sink in. I unbuttoned my pants while I looked all over to make sure no one was around. One last look around and I dropped my pants and pulled each leg off one at a time. I set them on the floor. I waited for just a moment and I heard my phone buzzing on the floor. I picked it up and read Ben’s message.
“EVERYTHING”
I didn’t think, I quickly took off my boxers. I was still limp. This was very exiting for me, but I guess I was so scared of being naked in such and open place that it stayed limp. The gym seemed big as I stood there in the middle of it, naked. The floor felt cool under my bare feet, but it was still very warm in the gym. Warm enough that my balls hung low. There was no breeze, but I could feel my nakedness. I could feel the warm air all over my body, no clothes clinging to me. It was different than getting naked to take a shower, I felt more naked than I ever have before.
Then I saw Ben. He came walking around the side of the bleachers. He was completely naked. It was silent. His bare feet made no noise as they walked across the gym floor. His head was cocked down a little and his eyebrows were low. It brought back memories of him going after the skater kid. The only difference was he had a smile now, a devious smile that went more to one side of his face.
When he got to me he only stopped for a second. Just long enough to throw me over his shoulder. Then he continued walking across the gym to the wrestling mats. When he put me down I could feel the soft mat under my feet.
“Wanna wrestle?” Ben said as he took an aggressive stance with his arms up and knees bent.
“I uhhh…..”
Ben took me to the mat before I had a chance to answer. I tried as hard as I could, but nothing I did even slowed Ben down. It was a blur of naked flesh. I couldn’t hardly tell which way was up. Ben moved me wherever he wanted. When we stopped Ben had my knees up to my shoulders and he was holding both my legs up with one hand. With his other hand he reached down and slapped me once on the butt cheek.
Then he started wrestling again, or moving me as he wished I should say. When he stopped he was straddling me, sitting on my stomach. Most of his weight was on his knees which were on either side of me. My arms were at my side, pinned between me and his legs. His penis dangled between his legs and the head of it was touching my chest. He leaned over so his face was right in front of mine.
“You’re not a very good wrestler.” Ben said
“I know.”
“I can’t believe you got naked, I didn’t think you would.”
“I’ll do anything you tell me.”
“Anything?”
“Anything” I said.
“The key is in the far left door. Go out that door and go to my locker, number 154. The combo is 1544, get the bottle of KY out of my backpack and bring it back here. It will make things easier for you.”
Ben got up and released me. I started towards my clothes and Ben said “You don’t need those, everyone is gone.”
I walked across the gym and unlocked the door. I opened it while hiding my body behind it just in case someone was there. Not a sign of anyone. A loud noise from behind startled me and I whipped around. Ben was shooting baskets naked. I turned and walked down the hall. I could feel dirt starting to collect on my bare feet. As I came up to the corner in the hallway I approached slowly and peeked around the corner. Still quiet, no one was in sight. This was it. At the end of this hall was his locker.
Short commercial carpet lined this hall. I ran down the long hallway, I had to hold my dick because it was slapping all over. I quickly opened his locker and pulled the backpack out on to the floor. The carpet did not feel soft under my knees as I knelt down with Ben’s backpack in between my legs. It took me a few moments of unzipping different pouches before I found the KY. I shoved his backpack in the locker and started running back. I stopped at the drinking fountain and sucked in some cool water into my bone dry mouth, then ran into the gym.
Ben was still shooting the basketball naked. I could hear the ball bouncing long before I entered the gym. He stopped when I came in and the basketball bounced across the gym. Each bounce got smaller until it was just rolling. Ben walked back over to the mats, I walked over to him. When I got close to him he put his hand on my chest and made me walk backwards. His face had a mischevous smile on it. He kept going until I came up against a large rolled mat. The mat felt cool on my asscheeks. It was about four feet high.
Ben bent down and put his arms in between my legs at knee height and started to spread my legs apart until my feet weren’t on the ground anymore and all my weight was carried by his arms. His arms were under my knees and my back was on the mat. He pushed me up the mat until he was satisfied with the position. He walked in between my legs and removed his arms from under my knees. His body held me on the rolled mat. He took the KY from my hand and lathered up his dick. He reached under my ass with both hands and picked it up a little.
With no hands he found my hole and put pressure on it with the head of his dick. The pressure kept building until it slipped in about two inches. Then Ben had to push slowly. It hurt, but his dick made slow progress into my ass. This was a new experience for me. I didn’t think it would hurt so much. There was enormous pressure in my asshole. I was hoping it would be more pleasurable.
As Ben pulled out the pain subsided a little. When he pushed his dick back into me I tried to scoot back a little to lessen the pain, but my shoulders were higher than my hips because my back was on the rolled up mat, I couldn’t move away, I was naturally in a position of being pushed against Ben. He had total control.
I looked up at Ben’s face, it was cocked to one side and he was looking intently at his dick sliding into me. My face was all tensed up with the look of excruciating pain, and Ben's was relaxed and normal. As his thrusting pace started to get faster I was able to manage the pain a little better. I tried to focus on the fact that I was actually having sex with Ben. Ben was fucking me! I started to get into it regardless of the pain. I knew it felt good for Ben, and for me that’s what mattered.
After a while Ben pulled out of me, and backed up so I slid down the mat and I was back on my feet. Ben put one hand flat on my chest and another flat on my back. He tipped me over forwards, I put my arms out to catch myself, but Ben was in total control. Without asking me and without hardly any effort on his part I was on my hands and knees.
Ben walked around behind me. I lowered my head until it was upside down and I was looking behind myself from between my legs. I saw Ben’s feet walk up behind me. His bare feet depressed the mat where he stood. One of his feet lifted up and went backwards, and his knee dropped down and pressed into the mat. Then the next foot did the same.
I looked up again and felt Ben slap my ass crack a few times with his cock. Then he rubbed his lubricated head up and down my crack. It stopped right on my asshole. Pressure built up and it slid into me again. It was much less painful this time, but Ben certainly made his presence known. His hands grabbed my hips and he started fucking me. With no mercy he pounded me for what seemed like forever.
My sweaty knees started to hurt a little as the hair on them ground in between the mat and my sweaty skin. I had to place my arms forward a little to help hold myself up from Ben impacting my ass. Ben noticed me start to move away from him before he bottomed out in my asshole and he grabbed my shoulders. With a firm grip he would pull me closer to him on each thrust making a fairly forceful impact every time his body slammed into mine.
Out of no where Ben stopped. He was deep inside me, and he wrapped his arms around my chest and squeezed me. He was all the way inside me but he pushed even harder. I felt his dick pulsate once and then I could feel something squirt inside me. His grip on me loosened a little and he pulled his dick out about halfway. Then he squeezed me again and buried his dick as deep as he could into me, and gave me another large load of his warm cum deep in my ass. Ben held me tight and moved just his hips to stroke his dick in my ass a few more times as he finished emptying his cum into me.
When he stopped he completely relaxed. His heavy muscular body went limp on top of me. He was very hot and sweaty. He rested there for a bout a minute. I could feel his dick start to go limp while it was still in me. Then he pushed himself up and his limp uncut penis fell out of my ass hole. As it did, my relaxed hole stayed open a little and Ben’s cum dribbled out onto the mat in between my legs as I maintained the doggie style position.
"Ohhh, that is fucking hot!" Ben said watching his cum drool out of me.
Ben laid down on the mat away from our mess and patted the mat next to him and said “Come lay down.” And he placed both his hands behind his head, showing off his muscular arms.
I laid down next to him with my head resting on his bicep. I felt a little cool since I had been sweating, so I rolled toward him until I was on my side. My dick was smashed up against the side of Ben’s ass cheek. I used him for warmth. I put my open hand on his warm chest. My face was just above his armpit and I breathed through my nose to enjoy the sweaty smell of Ben.
After laying there for a while I started to get a hard-on. Ben could feel it growing since it was smashed up against him.
“Feels like you need to take care of something.” Ben said
“Yeah.”
“Well…..get to it, I want to watch.” Ben said
I turned so I was flat on my back and started stroking. Ben didn’t move, he kept his hands behind his head with me resting my head on his arm. But he did watch intently. I was jacking off with my right hand and I put my left hand on his hard stomach and felt all the muscles in his torso as I masturbated. I was so horny that it only took a few moments and cum jumped out of my penis and landed on my chest and stomach. It was a quick climax but it was a powerful deep climax that rivaled most I have ever felt.
When I stopped stroking, Ben moved the arm that I was not using as a pillow and reached over to put his finger in one of the pools of cum on my chest. He made a small swirling action in it and lifted up his finger. A single drop of cum was dangling from it. He moved his finger to my mouth and I opened up. He put his finger in my mouth and I closed my lips around his finger and sucked off the cum. He moved his finger around in my mouth. He rubbed it on my tongue, felt my teeth, and ran his finger in between my cheek and teeth. When he slowly pulled it out he pushed down on my lower lip. I loved laying there letting Ben do whatever he wants to me.
To Be Continued……..
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