I was 18, and just finished handball training, where I took some extra runs and drills. I was mid purberty. Skinny, non-hairy with a tight and firm ass and just figuring out who I was, but in denial for the most part. Late bloomer in puberty, and I always hid my cock whenever showering.
To take you back:
One thing I always did was staring at the other boys' bulges. The way they would move and the different sizes. I loved the moment my teammates Antons brief slowly came down in the locker room, and then watching his hairy, thick and rainy cock pop out of the tight briefs. I could see the sweat in his briefs and on his cock.
What was wrong with me? I thought.
Now I was sitting here, all alone in the locker room. I needed a shower bad.
As I took my clothes of, I heard the door open. Christian my uncle, whos a coach for the younger guys, came in. He had clearly worked out. His semi long blond hair was wet from sweat, and his shorts had sweatstains on his ass and back.
"Hi." he said.
I nodded. We never had anything In common. I got undressed. Towel in front of me as I walked to the showers.
I was nervous. For well over a year I had had this weird curiosity for Christian. I always wanted to see how his cock looked. Now was the chance.
I got hard, and I started to panic. He could not see me like this. I soaped up, rinsed and came back to the lockers.
There he was, still in his gym wear, as I turned around to dry myself with a towel. "I wonder if he ever looks at a boys ass like mine", I thought.
I sat down.
"Adam?", he asked.
"Yes." I answered.
"You are playing great, I wanted to let you know. How's everything on the team?", he asked.
"Good. Yeah, we're in a good steam," I answered.
"You just trained together? Why are you here alone?", he asked. I hesitated, but told him that I did some extra drills and preferred to shower alone.
"What a shame", he sighed.
Shame? What did he mean by shame?
"Showering with your buddies was the best when I was your age," he said.
"Really?"
"Yes. Your dad never told you about that? Touching and feeling each other, measuring cocks and jerking off together."
I went silent.
He took one, then two steps. Stood directly in front of my face. I starred at his crotch, as he was in shorts and tights.
"You don't want to compare and have fun with your friends? How come I've seen you eyeing their dicks?"
I didn't answer. He slowly pulled down his shorts to reveal Nike Tights underneath. A musky sweat smell hit me.
"Maybe you're more into the grownups? A big, heavy cock huh? You smell that rn?"
"I do". I looked up.
"Move your towel". I did.
"You're a smooth boy huh," he laughed: "Almost like a girl. Don't worry about the boner you got. I've always thought you were a faggot. Not surprised."
I sat still.
"You want to see how big a cock can get? How a real man looks like? You've been starring at the cocks swinging and moving from side to side like a fucking perv."
"Yes daddy," I said. He smiled and then got me on my knees, as he sat down.
"Yeah? Tell uncle if it's bigger than your dad's. You've starred at your daddy's cock when you were younger? Huh?"
I nodded.
"Well, well, well. Both your dad and I have seen some things too. I've always had an eye on you. Running around with a tight ass. Starred Christmas morning, when you came down in your briefs and they were almost seethrough.
He took my hand and under his cock. I looked up and awed with a smile.
"You feel that? How heavy it is? It's almost too big for your small hand, but it fits perfectly."
"Don't tell a soul. I've always had visions of my big cock covering your dumb, soft face as you look up at me. Time to smell a man."
He grabbed the back of my head and shoved it in his sweaty bulge.
"There you go boy. Feel that sweat in your little dumb fag face. I know you've wanted this, and you will get it now. Look up!"
I looked. "Those puppy eyes are so good. You want to taste a real cock? Want to experience your pervy fag dream?"
He stood up, took his tights of. His balls hang low as they barely touched my face. His uncut cock was thick, hairless on the balls and trimmed on the top. The curve of it made me crazy.
He shaked his cock. It his my face. He laughed mildly: "Good boy, so pretty with a cock in your face. I bet if you showered with the other boys you would be their favorite. Yea, the one who got chosen to taste or touch here and there. You wanted it, right?"
"I wanted you", I said as I looked up and perked my ass, so he could see my smooth ass.
"Then start cleaning my musky cock off."
I started putting it in my mouth, slowly I tasted his precum and sweat. His balls were hitting my jaw, as I bounced front and back and he took his hand around the back of my head.
"Fuck, you're a good boy. You've never tried this?"
I gagged as tears were forming and he spit in my face.
"That's daddy's fagson. right there. You ready to clean daddy's ass?"
I was nervous. I would always stare at my own dads ass, as he walked past me.
He turned around and took his one hand around my neck. One leg up he shoved my face in to his hairy and wet ass: "There you go. You wanna be a perv and stare at men in the showers and during training? You wanna be a little pleaser and feel a real man?"
I licked his ass and felt the entire ass on my face. Droplets of sweat landed on my face as I moaned.
"Clean that fucking ass. That's what you wanted, dumb fag. Clean that daddy-ass. You wanna be a good boy? You wanna eat daddy and his friends asses like a little fag?".
He turned around and looked at me as I looked up. His cock was hard, around 8,5 inches.
"When you leave this room you should be smelling like nothing but man. Okay?" He spat in my face.
"Such a pretty boy. Your made for pervs like me, huh. I want you to be filled up with my loads. Take my kids with you."
He ordered me on the floor.
"Legs up. Show me that virgin hole"
I raised them.
"I don't have any hair, sorry"
He laughed as he lightly touched my bum and moved towards my crack.
"Aswell as you I'm a perv. And I want you hairless always."
He lifted my back slightly to have a clear view of my bum and hole.
"Fuck me. Look at that pink pussy," he said: "And that innocent face covered in sweat and spit. You want to feel my warm load inside of you?"
I nodded as he told me to cover my cock.
"You need a jockstrap. Wait here."
He went to the other room and came back shortly after. A small, black Nike jockstrap was given to me.
"try in on."
I put it on. Tight around my cock, and lifting my butt.
"that's it right there. Just that pussyview for me. You know how many loads I've given pervs like you?"
I shook my head as he spread my small cheek and looked at the pink hole.
"A lot. And my teammates have joined before aswell" - "You remember Rasmus, to years above you? He stayed an entire weekend with me, where I loaned him out to friends and teammates.
That's what I want you to be."
He put one finger in as I whined and moaned.
