Simon25
Sex God
I was practicing late Friday night at the dojo, going over everything that I would need to do for my black belt test. If my test had been a month ago I would have been relaxing or hanging out with my friends but recently I had lost my edge and was having trouble performing half my techniques as well as I knew I could and messed up my kata’s more then I got them right. Something major was off and if I could not fix it by my black belt test there was no way I would pass.
Sweat dripped off my head and I wiped it off with my gi top with was already fully saturated with sweat. I decided to take it off, not like anyone would be showing up anyways. I tossed if off the main dojo floor and it fell on the carpet with a “plop”. I shook my head and tried to get focused, what was going on with me. Nothing really had changed, was doing well in school, social life was normal, still single, horny all the time, but what early twenty year old was not. No, I could not think of anything in my life that would cause me to be so off my game but something had to be wrong. I was still just as fit as I was a month ago, no sickness, no injuries, nothing out of the norm; I could not begin to guess at what was wrong.
I went through technique after technique letting my body do most the work, had learned that my body knew the movements better then my mind did time to “turn off the TV of the mind” as my master would say. That was one thing that was bothering me, my master had noticed the change in my performance as well but had not said or done anything. He was usually concerned when he noticed one of his students loosing focus or such a change in their technique. If it had only been a class or two I would have understood the silence but this had been going on for close to a month now and he still had yet to say something. I was just as worried and disappointing him as I was disappointing myself at the test. I was one of his two original students at this dojo and he was looking forward to having another black belt in the class.
Though I was thinking about the technique I should have still be focused, as I went into a spin for a round house I slipped on some of my own sweat and fell hard on the floor not quite breaking my fall right. Pain shot through my wrist and was thankful that I had not twisted it, just a minor sprain. I decided to take a break and get some ice on it anyways. There was a mini fridge in the back for people to put their water in and to have ice available in case we needed it. I took out the ice tray and dropped some cubes into a zip lock bag and wrapped an towel around it and laid it on my wrist, the cold felt good against the aching pain which was slowly dissipating. There was not much to do while the time passed so I grabbed of the random martial arts magazines that was lying around and flipped through the pages.
From experience I should have know better, I had always found martial artist to be very sexy, the models in the magazine had well toned body, six pack abs, great arm and leg muscles. Sure they were all real martial artist but they were in the magazine due to their bodies not their skills. I could feel myself starting to get hard as I looked at the models in their different poses and outfits. Why could we not practice shirtless, there were definitely some of my fellow class mates that I would like to see with their shirts off, sweat covering their bodies….now I was really getting horny. Hell there was no way around it, was going to have to take care of this before I could get back to training.
There were two changing room and bathrooms in the dojo, I took the men’s changing room since it was more spacious and had a padded bench I could relax on, though it would not take me much time. There was no need for the magazine since my imagination was enough and I was already rock hard. Thankfully I had hurt my left hand, for some reason I was not very good at jacking with that one. I sat down on the cool bench and pulled my gi pants down and let my hard cock hang loose. I slowly began to jack it a few drops of precum acting as lube for the head. I closed my eyes and let random images float through my head, hot guys, and scenes from random porn I’d watched recently. My cock grew harder and I could feel myself getting close to climax.
I must have been way gone cause the next thing I heard was the door to the changing room open. I quickly pulled my pants back up but being so close to cumming I was still raging hard as my master looked shocked to see me, he quickly composed himself, damn military background the man was unshakeable.
“Hey Stan, didn’t know you where here, saw the lights were on so just figured I come in and turn them off, figured someone might be here.” Master Dane said
“Um ya been getting in some extra practice.” I said doing my best to cover my still raging hard on with my hands.
“Ah good, good, you’ve seem distracted for the past few weeks, everything ok?” Master asked
“Um ya sure, um Master Dane could we talk about this, you know after, well…” I said nodding at my obvious hard on and very noticeable embarrassment. Why the hell was my dick not getting soft?!
“Hell Stan that’s nothing to be embarrassed about, back when I was your age me and my buds would sit around the dorm room and jack off together.” My master said laughing “looks like you were about to finish up anyways.”
What happened next not only made me more embarrassed but surprised the hell out of me as well, my master closed and locked the door then sat down next to me and stated to unbutton his pants. I froze not knowing what to do, I was shocked at what was happening and excited that I would finally get my question answered. There was a rumor going around in class that Master Dane was hung like a horse but nobody had true first hand knowledge of the truth, looked like I would finally get to find out. My heart started to beat faster as my master pulled his underwear down and let his cock flop out.
My eyes widened at what I saw, I hopped he was a shower cause if he was a grower he would be one of the biggest cocks I had ever seen in real life.
“Damn Stan I know your gay but do u have to be so obvious about it.” My master said noticing me looking at his cock unabashedly
I had wondered if the knowledge had reached Master Dane yet. I had told a few of the class mates that were my good friends and knew that the news might spread from there but didn’t care, would have liked to know who knew though. Glad my master did made things a little less complicated. My cock was still rock hard but now for a totally different reason.
“You just going to sit there and stare or you going to finish what you started?” Master Dane asked as he started to slowly rub his cock.
“No sir” I said with a wicked grin on my face “I’m going to start something new.” I said as I slid off the bench and got in between my master’s legs, his cock inches away from my face. I looked up and my master nodded, that was all the invitation I needed as I took his cock in my hand.
Sweat dripped off my head and I wiped it off with my gi top with was already fully saturated with sweat. I decided to take it off, not like anyone would be showing up anyways. I tossed if off the main dojo floor and it fell on the carpet with a “plop”. I shook my head and tried to get focused, what was going on with me. Nothing really had changed, was doing well in school, social life was normal, still single, horny all the time, but what early twenty year old was not. No, I could not think of anything in my life that would cause me to be so off my game but something had to be wrong. I was still just as fit as I was a month ago, no sickness, no injuries, nothing out of the norm; I could not begin to guess at what was wrong.
I went through technique after technique letting my body do most the work, had learned that my body knew the movements better then my mind did time to “turn off the TV of the mind” as my master would say. That was one thing that was bothering me, my master had noticed the change in my performance as well but had not said or done anything. He was usually concerned when he noticed one of his students loosing focus or such a change in their technique. If it had only been a class or two I would have understood the silence but this had been going on for close to a month now and he still had yet to say something. I was just as worried and disappointing him as I was disappointing myself at the test. I was one of his two original students at this dojo and he was looking forward to having another black belt in the class.
Though I was thinking about the technique I should have still be focused, as I went into a spin for a round house I slipped on some of my own sweat and fell hard on the floor not quite breaking my fall right. Pain shot through my wrist and was thankful that I had not twisted it, just a minor sprain. I decided to take a break and get some ice on it anyways. There was a mini fridge in the back for people to put their water in and to have ice available in case we needed it. I took out the ice tray and dropped some cubes into a zip lock bag and wrapped an towel around it and laid it on my wrist, the cold felt good against the aching pain which was slowly dissipating. There was not much to do while the time passed so I grabbed of the random martial arts magazines that was lying around and flipped through the pages.
From experience I should have know better, I had always found martial artist to be very sexy, the models in the magazine had well toned body, six pack abs, great arm and leg muscles. Sure they were all real martial artist but they were in the magazine due to their bodies not their skills. I could feel myself starting to get hard as I looked at the models in their different poses and outfits. Why could we not practice shirtless, there were definitely some of my fellow class mates that I would like to see with their shirts off, sweat covering their bodies….now I was really getting horny. Hell there was no way around it, was going to have to take care of this before I could get back to training.
There were two changing room and bathrooms in the dojo, I took the men’s changing room since it was more spacious and had a padded bench I could relax on, though it would not take me much time. There was no need for the magazine since my imagination was enough and I was already rock hard. Thankfully I had hurt my left hand, for some reason I was not very good at jacking with that one. I sat down on the cool bench and pulled my gi pants down and let my hard cock hang loose. I slowly began to jack it a few drops of precum acting as lube for the head. I closed my eyes and let random images float through my head, hot guys, and scenes from random porn I’d watched recently. My cock grew harder and I could feel myself getting close to climax.
I must have been way gone cause the next thing I heard was the door to the changing room open. I quickly pulled my pants back up but being so close to cumming I was still raging hard as my master looked shocked to see me, he quickly composed himself, damn military background the man was unshakeable.
“Hey Stan, didn’t know you where here, saw the lights were on so just figured I come in and turn them off, figured someone might be here.” Master Dane said
“Um ya been getting in some extra practice.” I said doing my best to cover my still raging hard on with my hands.
“Ah good, good, you’ve seem distracted for the past few weeks, everything ok?” Master asked
“Um ya sure, um Master Dane could we talk about this, you know after, well…” I said nodding at my obvious hard on and very noticeable embarrassment. Why the hell was my dick not getting soft?!
“Hell Stan that’s nothing to be embarrassed about, back when I was your age me and my buds would sit around the dorm room and jack off together.” My master said laughing “looks like you were about to finish up anyways.”
What happened next not only made me more embarrassed but surprised the hell out of me as well, my master closed and locked the door then sat down next to me and stated to unbutton his pants. I froze not knowing what to do, I was shocked at what was happening and excited that I would finally get my question answered. There was a rumor going around in class that Master Dane was hung like a horse but nobody had true first hand knowledge of the truth, looked like I would finally get to find out. My heart started to beat faster as my master pulled his underwear down and let his cock flop out.
My eyes widened at what I saw, I hopped he was a shower cause if he was a grower he would be one of the biggest cocks I had ever seen in real life.
“Damn Stan I know your gay but do u have to be so obvious about it.” My master said noticing me looking at his cock unabashedly
I had wondered if the knowledge had reached Master Dane yet. I had told a few of the class mates that were my good friends and knew that the news might spread from there but didn’t care, would have liked to know who knew though. Glad my master did made things a little less complicated. My cock was still rock hard but now for a totally different reason.
“You just going to sit there and stare or you going to finish what you started?” Master Dane asked as he started to slowly rub his cock.
“No sir” I said with a wicked grin on my face “I’m going to start something new.” I said as I slid off the bench and got in between my master’s legs, his cock inches away from my face. I looked up and my master nodded, that was all the invitation I needed as I took his cock in my hand.
Much less have had anal sex with him!!!