After fucking my hot Italian teammate, I felt on top of the world. But since Dario was exhausted, I told him that it was fine to head back to the dorm and rest for a couple hours. I then joined my teammates for lunch before heading to our afternoon workouts. Today, everyone in the group was much nicer to me, and both Juan and Michael let me work out with th...
As I walked across campus back to my dorm, I tried unsuccessfully to make my erection go fully down. I was thankfully wearing a lot of clothes at this point, so at least my bulge didn't look too obscene. Once I got back to my room, Charles was finishing up getting ready for dinner, now fully clothed in jeans and a t-shirt. "Hey, wait up for me," I told him...
Our team looked great that first day of rowing practice. All eight of these studly guys rowed in perfect harmony as I barked orders with my bullhorn in the coxswain's seat. We rowed for four hours, took a break for lunch to discuss strategies, and then hit the weight room in the afternoon for a couple hours. In the weight room, we split up into groups to li...
All through high school, I'd been obsessed with rowing. It was my primary mode of exercise and the sport that I watched religiously. There was just one problem—I wasn't tall enough or strong enough to be much of a rower myself. At 5'5" and 130 pounds, I never grew into the man and rower that I hoped to be. Instead, I'd been relegated to the role of coxswain:...
They pulled up to a quaint little 2 story house on the edge of town a few blocks from the diner. Christian motioned him to park on the street in front of the house. Westley parked his car and followed him into the house. It was obviously owned by his parents. There were pictures on every wall of Christian and a young girl. Westley pointed to what looked to...
Chapter 30. In which our hero develops teamwork. I awake with a start and look around the darkened room. It takes a few minutes and then the reality of where I am comes back to me in a rush. I am in a hotel room with my teammates, four of us sharing two double beds. We arrived the evening before in the van of one of the team with the bicycles attached to...
Andy had been the Water Boy for his High School's football team since his freshman year. He had landed the position because the coach was Andy's father's best friend. Now as a senior, he had watched the players grow into well developed young men. He enjoyed helping the team, and taking a peek in the locker room was the incentive that he needed to continue as...
Nathan was just 18 the first time he went on a road trip with his senior football team. It was a month before the season started and the team was off to their preseason training camp. Having finally been officially promoted to the senior list, Nathan was excited to attend. This was the very start of pre-season training and the first time the new team members...
~This is my first attempt at a story. Let me know what your think. I'm afraid it's a bit short.~ * Matt would never forget the day he met Andy. He had just moved to Massachusetts and it was his first day at his new school. He had been in the bathroom gelling his short black hair. Andy was average height, about 5' 8". He had a medium build from playing bas...
Henry Cassidy wakes with a feeling he's no longer used to: he feels rested. He isn't as young as he used to be, and so far his thirties had been plagued with cramping muscles, sore back, aches and pains in every place imaginable. But today, there's no crick in his neck, no twinge in his shoulder, no ache in his back. It is — and he is not a man to use this w...