SG

Author’s Note: Just had a random and extremely hot epiphany so I penned this down. J.T.C will be taking a short hiatus until my imagination gets back on the right track =)  His name is Mr Lee. Lee Mingshen to be exact, the teacher in charge of the school’s dragonboat team, who also happens to be the team coach because he used to be from the National Team. He is also the discipline master. Managed to picture him yet? Tall, dark, tanned and with a chiselled jawline, his muscular frame and his demeanour strikes fear into the entire student cohort. With perhaps the exception of me, that’s because I have a massive crush on Mr Lee. That was probably the reason why I found myself in the dragonboat team. After one year of training I am still the smallest boy in the team but I make it up with my technique and endurance on the boat. Which along with my petite frame I am chosen to be the team’s pacer. On the flipside I’m no longer as scrawny as I once was and gained some pretty decent lean muscle, with abs that the other boys are so envious over. I guess having a crush can be a good thing after all. 

The team has just ended land training and I was just about to exit the school gate when I realised I left my shoebag behind. Sweaty, tired and caught the humid evening as the sun sets, I would probably suffocate everyone on the train in my current condition. So I picked up my shoebag and headed to grab a shower in the locker-room behind the sports complex. The school was deserted, so I wasn’t expecting company. But imagine my surprise when I walked in to the perfectly tanned and soaped up bubble butt… Of Mr Lee in the open showers.

I froze. Mr Lee snapped around to glare down the intruder, way too fast as if he were just caught doing something wrong. “What are you doing here?” He demanded in his usual gruffiness. A little shocked I explained my situation to him and he nodded ever so slightly, keeping an eye on me by the side. Just as he turned away to finish up his shower, I couldn’t help but notice that his hand was unable to completely hide… his erection. I flushed and got hard immediately. Was he perhaps enjoying his own private time? My thoughts wandered as I moved to the lockers to avoid him.

Being the pacer of the boat has some benefits. One of which is the perfect excuse to stare up at my man crush and admire his amazing physique while he coaches the team from the bow of the dragonboat. His broad shoulders, thick arms, buff chest and durian seed abs all 8 of them are indelible images in my mind. Sometimes they are covered under a layer of under armour, sometimes a loose fitting singlet where I can peek a nipslip of his round pink nipples (Oh so yummy!), and on rare occasions topless with just his life jacket (and I’d have to stop myself from hyperventilating).

Now watching him shower in the buff, and just the two of us alone in the locker-room, is pushing my imagination into overdrive. My hardon is throbbing and painfully obvious under my sports tights because I didn’t wear underwear beneath it, I hope against hope that Mr Lee doesn’t notice it (but a little voice in my head hopes otherwise) as I nonchalantly strip off my singlet before attempting to hide in a cubicle. So focused as I was in hiding my shame that I only vaguely heard the faint click of the locker-room door locking from the inside… Wait a min… I was still trying to gather my frazzled thoughts when I heard the signature gruff voice breathe down the back of my neck. “Nice abs Stephen, seems you have been training hard.” I didn’t move a muscle as Mr Lee’s hands landed on both my shoulders. Then I felt it. His throbbing hardon warmly pressed against my buttcrack, hidden just underneath the thin worn towel. My mind exploded into nothingness and it was like I just took a backseat in my head and I let Mr Lee take the lead. 

Without warning he grabbed me by the scruff of my neck, pushed me into a shower cubicle and had me on my knees before I knew it. With the other hand, Mr Lee’s towel came off and I was confronted with his 7 inch member; rock hard, veined with a rounded mushroom head and pulsating to his elevated heartbeat. My mind was a blank, it took me a moment before I registered what Mr Lee just said, “You’ve been waiting long for this, Stephen? Go on, enjoy it." I stammered weakly, "But I…” I was swiftly silenced as Mr Lee plunged not roughly but surely into my gaping mouth. There, my man crush took my oral virginity and I wondered in half exhilaration and trepidation what else he was gonna take next. “Don’t think I did not notice you staring at me at trainings” said Mr Lee as he continued to rhythmically face fuck me, going deeper and deeper and… I gagged.

“This is your first cock?” Mr Lee asked in amazement, “not bad for a first timer” He acknowledged after a pause. With that he pulled me up, then pulled me ever so gently into a warm hug (I swear I melted) then whispered into my ear “I have been noticing you for awhile too.” Before planting a kiss on my cheek. He pulled away, and went down on his knees. “Now let me teach you how it’s done…” Mr Lee said with a smirk, the excitement and glee of taking a virgin written all over his face. The next few moments were like rainbows and butterflies and fireworks and laserlights all going off in my mind all at once as my dick received its virgin blow job (there, 2nd one taken) My moans of bliss and countless exclamations of “Oh God!” reverberated throughout the empty locker-room, I don’t think I’ve ever prayed to God that much (for it not to end) in one sitting. By the time my voice faded into nothingness, I was panting and holding on to Mr Lee’s broad shoulders for support. 

When he stood up to face me, I noticed some white stuff at the corner of his mouth, “is… that mine?” I ask, horrified. He nodded with a wry smile, then grabbed the nape of my neck and pulled me into a French kiss. Mr Lee was too strong for me to resist, although a part of me rejoiced in the perverse pleasure he is forcing me to participate in, not to mention feeling his muscles clench around me was absolutely intoxicating. My own boy juice poured forth as our lips met and tongues fought. I nearly gagged from the thick fluid, it was sweet and slightly salty not half-bad but sharing it with Mr Lee is totally fucking hot for some reason. “Damn, you taste so good Stephen…” His voice a low drawl, I could feel his ravenous hunger for me. Is this what a rape fantasy feels like? I couldn’t think, much less decide. My hands were all over his body, exploring the muscled ridges like a child at a candy store, Mr Lee grabbed my hands and placed them on his massive pecs, then slowly directed my fingers to draw circles around his fat pink nipples. A gasp escaped his lips, seeing his stern facade break for just that moment was satisfying. “Lick them…” he almost demanded, his breath hot and heavy, pulling my face to his right nipple while wetting my fingers with his tongue before guiding them to his left nipple. His low gruff moans are the sexiest sound ever, and watching him enjoy what I’m doing to him is an absolute turn on. “I’ve been fantasizing about this for a very long time…” he said as his fingers reached behind me, wet with his spit to massage my virgin boyhole. Looking right into my eyes Mr Lee said in a voice that brooked no objections, “Stephen. I’m going to pop your cherry tonight.” No.3, what could I say? I could only nod.

With my surrender, Mr Lee grabbed my waist, turned me around and pinned me flat against the wall with his muscular body. Oh how I have dreamed of this, to feel his body against mine! I could feel his arms on mine, his palms on the back of my hand pinned against the wall. Writhing helplessly in pleasure as he slowly grinds his muscled torso onto my back. His up curved cock, eventually rests its head on my cherry. Giving my tight butt a light smack, “You have no idea how horny you are making me Stephen….” in between ragged breaths “I’ve never been this hard in a long time” he breathed into my ear. "Will it hurt?“ I asked, my voice shaking both in fear and anticipation. "Trust me” he said. Mr Lee was leaking buckets, coating my boyhole with his own natural lube. His hands and body were tracing fire all over mine, I was caught in a riot of pure sensation. Little by little I began to enjoy the slight pressure of his dick on my hole. I could feel myself open up to him, as his head slowly eased itself to the edge of my sphincter. I could feel his heartbeat throbbing in his cock, as  he gently pushed against the tightness of my ass. I could hear his stifled moans as he struggled against the his desire to just plunge in and take me, delaying the instant gratification is more pleasure. Mr Lee’s control is wavering as he delved ever deeper into my hole, his moans more uncontrolled and spontaneous shivers of pleasure as he slowly moved in and out. “Now it’s going to be a little uncomfortable here, but it would be over soon. Relax, Stephen let me in…” he almost begged. I grunted in pain as his dick slowly push past my spincter, then he stopped. “Feel that tightness? Now relax that… Ah yes, yes! Ah fuck!” as he finally slid his whole dick in. It didn’t feel as awesome as I thought it would be until Mr Lee started fucking me proper with slow long deep strokes. Every stroke seemed like pure ecstasy and pure agony for him at the same time, “You… are. so. fucking. tight, Stephen.” Slowly catching his breath, “I want to look at you when I fuck you. Lie on the bench.” Mr Lee commanded.

⚫🔴⚫ LOSER GET FUCKED…

WELCOME TO MAN’S WORLD OF PLEASURE.

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