Teenage Rory finds lust and love

Rory was a good-looking young guy, trim and toned. His young body didn’t get noticed at the fitness centre like some of the other guys did as they flexed their big arms in the gym mirrors, but Rory was not cut out to be a muscle-boy, he was a swimmer.

He found inner peace doing lap after lap at the pool. Most days he would spend forty minutes lapping after school. Every few laps he would swap from free-style to backstroke, or breaststroke, and occasionally butterfly. The last one was tougher but it helped build up his upper-body strength so it was worth the effort. Swimming is partly skill with arms and legs but mostly it’s about breathing right, and Rory had it down to a fine art. Although he was good at swimming Rory never felt the need to be competitive, he wasn’t interested in racing anyone. Swimming laps was his comfort zone.

Rory had never played team sports, didn’t know the rules and didn’t want to know. He had always felt intimidated by the rough-house behaviour of some of the boys at school, especially the footballers. They always seemed to be man-handling each other and making lewd jokes, and Rory felt distinctly uncomfortable around such behaviour.

He knew why of course. Rory had grown up always feeling different to other boys. Pretty soon after his twelve birthday he had realised that he was gay – the Internet made so much information available, it was pretty hard these days not to know that there were gay men everywhere though Rory had yet to meet one.

Rory wasn’t naive – he knew he would be limited to masturbation fantasises till he turned sixteen, and now that he’d reached the legal age he was free to seek out other guys. But he just didn’t feel confident enough to make a move yet.

He kept his sexuality to himself and his sexual activity was confined to wanking off to porn videos stored on his phone. Rory always kept his phone locked when not in immediate use, so his addiction to porn was still his secret. His part-time job at the local fast-food place had paid for a phone with plenty of storage and a decent data plan, so his folks didn’t need to know what he downloaded.

The weights area on the upper floor of the local fitness centre had big windows overlooking the pool below, so the gym-junkies doing their weights could often see the pool as they trained. A few of them had become accustomed to seeing Rory in his red speedos swimming marathon laps. One day as he walked from the pool to have his post-swim shower, Rory almost bumped into a muscular guy who had just finished his weights session and was also headed to the shower room.

“Hey man, aren’t you the dude who does all those laps every day?” the guy asked, and Rory nodded. “Man, you are really fit, my technique is shit, I could never do that. Hey my name’s Zack by the way” and the muscle-guy extended a hand. Rory shook hands making sure he gripped the hand firmly as he guessed correctly that Zack would have a strong handshake.

As they stripped off and stepped into the open shower area, Zack repeated his admiration for Rory’s fitness, and Rory just couldn’t help telling Zack he had awesome arms.

Zack had then flexed one of his arms with a big grin on his face, and Rory had just about fainted with lust. But he kept it together, and told Zack “Ah man, you’re a show-pony!” Zack had laughed, and confessed ‘Yep, that’s me alright”, as he proceeded to towel himself dry with his meaty cock hanging lazily between his legs.

Over the next couple of weeks, Zack often seemed to end up having his shower at the same time as Rory did. One afternoon Zack repeated his claim that he was crap at swimming and that he wished he could improve. “I just run out of breath so fast” he complained, and Rory suggested maybe getting some professional coaching.

“Nah man, can’t afford it. My gym fees already eat up what I get from stacking shelves at the supermarket.” Zack continued, “What would be cool would be for a mate to help coach me a bit.”

Rory took the bait. “I guess I could give you some tips if you wanted.”

“Fuck man, that would be awesome” came Zack’s reply

The “few tips” turned into some pretty serious swim time together, and Zack’s skill in the pool improved enough to make Rory feel he was really helping the guy.

Rory had taken his task seriously and suppressed any erotic thoughts about Zack. But it was difficult, as Zack had a habit of putting his beefy arm around Rory’s shoulder, a “bro-hug” sort of thing. But Rory never initiated contact, he kept his feelings totally locked down for fear of wrecking the friendship, such as it was. He didn’t really know Zack well, except that they were the same age and went to different schools.

The sexual pressure on Rory was getting hard to deal with though. He had heard other boys his age talking about their sexual experiences with girls, and he guessed that some of them were bull-shitting. But Rory had never had sex with anyone and the need for it was getting to him. So one night he decided to put a profile up on a gay hook-up website. He took a phone pic of his toned young body, cropped it so there was no face showing, and added it to the profile. But what to say about himself? He settled for “fit young swimmer seeks another young guy for hot sessions” and listed his interests as “giving and receiving oral”.

Soon enough he was getting a few expressions of interest but virtually all of them said things like “I’d love to sink my big cock into your tight arse”. Rory knew he would one day have anal sex but it wasn’t going to be on a first encounter with some stranger. After a week of this sort of thing he changed his profile to say “fit young swimmer seeks romantic sessions” and listed his age preference as “16-20”. Three days passed without a response that Rory found appealing, so he decided the hook-up site was a bad idea.

School year was coming to an end and Rory had been spending most of his time studying, swimming, and coaching Zack at the pool. Rory’s interaction with Zack was confined to the pool, they didn’t hang out together elsewhere. Once the school term had finished the two guys continued with their swim training, but on a Friday afternoon Zack surprised Rory by inviting him over to his house to watch a movie on Saturday night. Rory wasn’t much into movies, but he felt curiously excited about the idea and agreed. Zack texted Rory his address and said his parents were going away that afternoon for a weekend in the country, so they’d have the place to themselves and Rory could stay over.

After an early dinner on Saturday, Rory hopped on his bike and rode to Zack’s parents’ house, a couple of kilometers away. Zack give Rory a bro-hug, saying “Good to see you man, you want a drink?” Rory didn’t drink but Zack convinced him to have a beer with him and led him into the lounge-room to watch the movie. The beer was bitter but after a few mouthfuls Rory relaxed a bit. He was not surprised that Zack had chosen an “action movie”, but it wasn’t something Rory found appealing. After a while, Zack paused the movie and said “You’re not enjoying this are you mate?” and Rory confessed he wasn’t.

Zack apologised - “Fuck, I’m sorry man, I shoulda asked you what you liked. Have ya got something on your phone you wanta watch, we could blue-tooth it to the TV. “ Rory turned beetroot red with embarrassment, because the only movies on his phone were all gay porn. Zack saw Rory colour up, and shoved him playfully, “Come on man, admit it, you’ve got porn on it haven’t ya, pick one out and we’ll watch it!”

Rory was now feeling scared. He mumbled that it wouldn’t be something Zack would like, and Zack replied “Oh yeah, how about this then” and pulled Rory into his arms and locked his mouth onto Rory’s lips. Rory tried to struggle a little but Zack wasn’t letting him go easily. “C’mon mate I know you want to, I saw your photo on that website, I knew it had to be you.”

Rory was about to deny it when Zack once again pressed his lips to Rory’s mouth and Rory surrendered and let him slid his tongue inside. Rory soon began to return the gesture, as his fear transformed into pleasure. Zack then moved his face away and told him “I’ve wanted you for weeks, didn’t you realise?” and Rory whispered that no, he didn’t realise at all.

“Let’s go to my room, it’ll be more comfortable, yeah?” Zack suggested and pulled Rory to his feet without waiting for an answer. They were soon in Zac’s bedroom with the door locked, and Zack stripped off his shirt and flexed both arms for Rory. “Ya like what ya see?” he asked proudly, and Rory admitted breathlessly that he liked it a lot. Zack pressed up against him, and peeled Rory’s tee-shirt over his head and tossed it on the carpet, his big guns wrapped around Rory’s shoulders as his mouth again locked onto Rory’s.

They stood there tongue-kissing hungrily for a while then Zack again took control, stepping out of his shorts and telling Rory to strip too. The two naked boys fell onto the bed, and Rory told Zack he wanted to lick Zack’s big biceps. “Do it then mate” replied Zack and Rory began kissing and licking Zack’s arms first on the left then the right. By now Zack was already hard, and he slid his hand to Rory’s cock and began to stroke it. Rory shook with excitement, “I’ve never done anything before” he stammered.

That didn’t matter because Zack was in control. He slid around into the sity-nine position and took Rory’s virgin cock in his mouth and began sucking it. Rory followed his example and began to lick Zack’s stiff rod then finally took it into his mouth and groaned with pleasure as he swallowed Zack’s pre-cum, thinking it tasted sweet like honey.

Zack was no beginner, he had been on that same hook-up website for months and had paired up with a number of horny young men for oral sex. Zack knew how to suck cock, and he was giving Rory the benefit of that experience as he took Rory’s length right down his throat, and pressed his face into Rory’s blond thatch.

They continued to suck each other for some time till Zack felt Rory’s body tense up and he knew he was about to swallow Rory’s load. He deep-throated him and took everything Rory had to give, then lifted his head away to catch a breath. Rory had stopped moving but then remembered his manners and began sucking Zack’s cock again.

Zack lifted Rory’s head away and said “I want to wank off into your face, is that ok?” but again he didn’t wait for an answer, just stood up at the side of the bedside as Rory knelt in front of him, his eyes glazed with passion. His muscular mate began stroking his meat rapidly, aiming his cock-head at Rory’s face, and telling the novice to close his eyes as it would sting if he got cum in them. Seconds later he released a gush of spunk onto Rory’s face then delivered several more eruptions of his man-seed into Rory’s open mouth.

“Now lick it real gently” he commanded and Rory obeyed, happily licking cum and spit from Zack’s cock as it slowly relaxed back to its quiescent state. Zack slid back onto the bed and wrapped his arms around Rory, pulling him in for a sticky kiss. “Spit my spunk into my mouth” he told Rory, who found doing that was strangely erotic.

The two of them swapped spit and cum backwards and forwards in each other’s mouths, and eventually Zack told Rory they should have a nap for a while. Rory was blissed out and dozed off happily with Zack’s muscular arm firmly wrapped around his chest.

To be continued