Transformed Chapter 12
After my encounter with Seth and Kirpal, I looked for excuses to stay late after practice, hoping that an opportunity for fun might present itself again, but the first couple of times, nothing happened. Most days I wasn't able to stay late -- or I was too worn out from practice to want to hang around. The couple of times I did hang around, there were too many people there for anything to happen.
The week after my fun with Seth and Kirpal, however, I was taking a shower, not really thinking about hooking up, when I felt someone staring at me. There were several people in the shower room at the time -- another of the freshman members and a couple of upperclassmen. A senior named Chung was standing at the shower next to mine, and he was looking at me intently; leering might be the appropriate word. Chung was a short guy with a tight, muscular body. He was Korean-American and had smooth, pale skin. He was a diver for the team.
Chung leaned over toward me and spoke in a low voice that no one else could hear. "I hear from Kirpal that you know how to have fun."
I gave him an appraising look from head to toe and then shook my head in assent. "I know how to have fun."
"Finish up your shower and follow me," he said.
I finished soaping up, then rinsed off. He had turned off his shower and was slowly toweling off just outside the shower room. I came out and dried myself quickly, and he nodded his head for me to follow.
Chung had wrapped his towel around his waist in a way that somehow emphasized both how thin his waist was and how muscular his body was. Walking behind him, I admired how tight his ass looked under the towel.
He led me across the locker room and then opened a door into a room that I saw immediately was the towel room. Somehow, I hadn't been in here before or even noticed it. The room was larger than I would have expected, much larger than a closet, with two washers and two driers, shelves filled with towels, a table for folding, and a couple of chairs. After I stepped inside, Ching shut the door and slid shut a bolt lock.
He stepped toward me and pulled my head toward his until our lips met. He was several inches shorter than me, so I had to lean down a bit, but he kissed me powerfully. While we kissed, he let go of my head, ran his hands down my body to the towel, slid his hands underneath, and lowered it until it fell to my feet. His own towel dropped to his feet, so that our two swiftly hardening cocks pressed against one another. He grabbed my ass firmly in his hands and squeezed, his finger teasing across my hole.
"So you like to get fucked?" he asked.
"I love it," I assured him.
"You're awfully sexy," he said. "I've had my eye on you since you showed up for try outs."
"So, why'd you wait so long?" I asked, half in jest.
"Didn't want to scare you off," he said. "A few of us on the swim team know how to have fun, but not everybody."
I almost laughed at this coded language. He meant that a few of the swim team members like cock but most didn't.
"Well, I definitely know how to have fun," I said.
I went down to my knees and took his cock into my mouth. He was uncut, and his cock was not particularly large, but he produced tons of pre-cum. I licked it off before taking his whole cock in my mouth. I took him down to the hilt, until his head hit the back of my throat. I gagged a little, not because I really needed to, but because I knew it turned guys on for you to gag on them. Especially smaller guys loved to feel like their cock was big enough to choke you.
He held my head and started pumping into my mouth. I put my hips on his amazing firm, hairless ass and drove his cock down my throat.
After a while, he asked if he could fuck me, and I told him, "Of course."
He turned me around, and bent me down over the folding table. It was metal and cold, so I jumped back.
"Wait a second," he said and grabbed a towel that he spread on the table. I lay down on the towel, which felt much better, and expected him to fuck me. But instead, he squatted down and stuck his tongue in my crack. He spent a long time rimming me, getting his tongue deeper than I would have imagined possible and making me moan.
Suddenly, without warning, he stood up and drove his cock straight into my ass. With his heavy licking, he'd loosened me up nicely and gotten me lubed with spit, but it was still a surprise to feel him plow right inside and made me yelp. He had to stand on his tiptoes to reach me, so I bent my knees a little for easier access. He started pumping me hard, and I realized that his cock had a sharp upward curve that cause it to stroke my prostate as he plowed me.
"So, you like getting fucked?" he asked, panting a little as he worked my ass over.
"Uh, huh," I grunted.
"Your ass is like velvet," he said.
I squeezed my ass muscles to make him moan.
"Aw, shit!" he said, and he slapped his body against my ass and unloaded inside me, and I felt my usual cum-induced wave of energy.
"Damn, Thompson, your ass is sweet!"
We stayed there for a minute with his cock buried in my ass, then he pulled out and used the towel I'd been laying on to wipe off.
"So Singh told you I'm a good fuck?" I was slightly disturbed to learn that Kirpal was talking shit about me, though I didn't really care that much. It's not like I was trying to stay closeted and protect my reputation.
"Nah, actually, I just guessed." He shrugged. "A few of the team leaders were talking about the roster for the upcoming meet, and when your name came up, and when he said, He's good. Great addition to the team,' I could see something in his eyes, so after I asked him, So you and Thompson ... ?' And he just said, `What are you talking about?' But I could tell."
Then he gave me a wicked smile. "And honestly, you just give off a `fuck me!' vibe. Like, I don't know how any gay boy could walk by you without getting a hard on."
He laughed and leaned in for a quick kiss.
"We good?" he asked.
"We're good," I said. "I just want to make sure I'm not getting a reputation as a slut. I mean, I AM one. I just don't want the reputation!"
He laughed. "That's okay. I like sluts. You wanna play again sometime?"
"Sure," I said.
And so we did play again. A lot. At least a couple of times a week at the end of practice, Chung would whisper, "Meet me in the towel room," and we'd sneak in there to fuck. Or he'd just nod his head in the direction of the room while we were showering, and when I'd dried off, I'd find him there waiting for me, stroking his cock.
I ended up hooking up with Kirpal and Seth a couple of more times as well, but individually, not in a three way.
One Friday after practice, Chung and I met up in the towel room, and by the time we were done, most of the team had left. I went into shower, and Kirpal was there and made direct eye contact that I understood meant for me to wait for the last couple of others to leave. After we were alone and heard the locker room clear out, he fucked me hard against the shower wall, cumming once and then just continuing to fuck me hard until he came again.
"Damn, Thompson," he said. "Your ass... Damn!"
While we were dressing, I got a text from Erik.
- Hey. Carlos and I are hanging out. - Want to join us?
I responded "sure" and headed over to Erik's place. Erik came down to let me in, wearing just a pair of gym shorts. When I got up to the room, I found Carlos already hard and stroking his thick cock.
"Hey, sexy," he said. I got naked quickly.
"I've already got a couple of loads in me. Hope you guys don't mind," I said.
"Oh, fuck, Alex, that's so hot," Carlos moaned. "You know I love a sloppy hole!!"
I got on the bed and took Erik's cock in my mouth, while Carlos came around and stuck his cock in my ass. Since I'd just been fucked good by both Chung and Kirpal and had three loads in me, he slid in easily, despite his width.
"Oh, shit! You're so wet, dude!"
Carlos started pounding me hard, then he pulled out.
"Erik, you gotta feel this."
Erik came around and replaced Carlos in my ass.
"Oh, shit!" he said, echoing Carlos. "You do feel nice."
"You ever take two dicks at once, Alex?"
"No," I told him. "Should we try?"
We were all excited by the idea. Carlos lay down on the bed, and I sat on his cock. Then Erik came around and straddled Carlos as well. I could feel his hard cock pressing against my butt cheek. He pushed it down, until the head was resting against Carlos's dick and my hole. I focused on relaxing as Erik pushed, and his head popped in. I yelped, because it hurt.
"Want me to stop?" Erik asked, concerned.
"Nah," I said. "Just let me get used to it."
I breathed and relaxed while both Erik and Carlos held still, and then Erik slowly pushed in a little further. He managed to get in a couple of inches, and the pain subsided for me, as I felt incredibly stretched. Erik slowly started pumping in and out, as I leaned forward and kissed Carlos. I realized that as the one on the bottom, it was hard for Carlos to pump into me, but he tried to raise his hips a little and succeeded in moving in and out some. Meanwhile, Erik started pumping into me hard. I can't say that being fucked like this felt great, since it still sort of hurt, but I loved the feeling of being so opened up and being used by two guys at once. It was also a turn on that it seemed to turn on Erik and Carlos so much.
"Damn this is good," Erik said.
"It's so fucking hot!" Carlos added.
It didn't take long for Erik to explode inside me, and hearing him cum was enough to make Carlos unload. Two loads in my ass simultaneously was something new, and the wave of energy that passed through me honestly caused me to black out for a second.
When I came to, Erik and Carlos had pulled out, and we were all lying in a pile on Erik's bed, with cum dripping out of my ass.
"Damn, my life is good," I thought to myself.
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