Trainer - The Prologue
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DISCLAIMER: This is a fantasy depicting sexual acts involving male teens.
The story is intended for adult readers and not minors. IF YOU ARE NOT OF LEGAL AGE TO BE READING THIS STORY OR IF YOU FIND SUCH MATERIAL OFFENSIVE, PLEASE LEAVE. All characters are fictional and in no way related to any person or persons living or deceased. In no way is this intended to advocate for sex with minors its just my fantasy about growing up.
It was late in the school year and I was headed to high school in the fall. I knew it would be a different experience but I had no idea how different as it turned out.
We all attended an assembly program about high school stuff and one of the things that got my interest was sports. I had not participated in much since little league and nothing to do with the school. One of the coaches reviewed the available sports and what they would be looking for if you were interested in them.
He stressed how not everyone on the teams were spectacular athletes but the most important qualities of members were their dedication to the other members of the teams. Whatever it took to help them succeed had to be a driving force to joining up.
Most of the sports were way too physical for scrawny me. I was of small build, fit but not very muscular like football and basketball players. One of the sports the coach focused on was the swimming team. They had a good record over the years and he was always on the lookout for new talent. After the assembly I approached him to inquire about swimming. I had done some in summers at the community pool and thought I was pretty good at it. I enjoyed it. I did not mention that I loved the idea of wearing a skimpy nylon speedo to practice and compete. Truth be told , I often pilfered a pair of my older sisters pretty silky panties to jerk off with. I guessed a lot of boys my age did that. Anyway, he told me to come the the high school pool on the weekend so he could evaluate my skills. I was excited that i might be part of a team with all that buddy buddy, teammate kind of camaraderie.
Upon entering the pool area coach pointed me to some boxes of brand new swim suits on the massage table in the room labeled Training.
"You are Matty right?"
"Yes Matt but Matty is fine."
"Go find your size and slip into one of the team speedos and then bring your butt and a towel out beside the pool."
Found one and stripped down putting my street clothes in an empty locker. I slithered into the suit and immediately discovered a problem. The silky smooth nylon dragging over my `parts' caused me to get an erection. It was a challenge but I was able to get it stuffed into the speedo but it just would not go down. This would be embarrassing.
Holding my towel in front as a shield i stepped to the edge of the pool with the coach coming up beside me. He looked at me clutching the towel in front and asked if I had a problem.
"Yeah. Kind of."
"Stiff dick issue?"
I nodded.
"Don't sweat it. It happens to all of us at one time or another. You will get used to it and conquer the issue or you will be embarrassed every time to stop up on the starting blocks. Boys have cocks. Cocks get hard and often at the most inappropriate times like at the from of the class. Like I said you will adapt to it".
I was not large down there by any measure and self conscious of that I jumped right into the water to disguise my somewhat bulging groin. Felt good in the water and coach asked me to demonstrate a few of the common strokes to see what I knew. After a half hour of stroking and kicking I was a bit worn out and the coach told me to take a rest on the side of the pool. I have to say it felt odd sitting there in basically a pair of wet panties, still with a hard on, beside a kind of hunky late twenties, super fit and totally hairless man. I was not into guys but he was kind of hot.
He said that being as I had tired out quickly in the tryout maybe swimming was not the sport for me. I was kind of let down until he offered another way for me to be on the team.
"Matty. While actually swimming may not be your greatest skill I have another proposal, if you are interested, in how to be a key part of the Eagles swim team."
I gazed at him questioningly.
"What would you think about being the Trainer. It is a very important component of the team effort. You would manage the locker room like gathering towels, keeping our supplies stocked and organized etc, but the more important part would me helping the swimmers to work out cramps, stretch muscles, tape shoulders and ankles if needed and give massages to relax them before or after a meet. What do you think?"
"I would love to be part of the team but I don't know anything about the stuff you would need me to do."
"Well, if you are up for it, the high school athletic org has a 6 week summer program to train someone for all of that. It's three days a week for 6 weeks and you will practice on the other kids in the class. Its coed so maybe that is an added benefit. Interested?"
I agreed that sounded good to me. I was ready and willing to help the team and heck learning some new skills could not hurt either.
So I spent much of the summer learning to rub people the right way and I could hardly wait for practice and the swim season to begin.
I promise it gets more interesting.
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