The skies bloomed with the swiftly fading splendour of the setting sun. Vivid colours splashed brilliantly upon the waters of the Kallang River Basin.
Swish! A silent oar swiftly slices through the water, the N team kayakers were just done with the final set of their harsh training. Breath panting, muscles bunched, their well-muscled bodies strained to the limit, all in preparation for the nationals. Relieved that training is finally over but dreading the debrief with Coach as they disembarked on to the pontoon; they knew their standards were not up to par and Coach was going to give them an earful. Having had a shitty day since morning, Brandon wasn’t in much of a mood to fight back, he just stood there silently enduring the tongue lashing Coach gave him. “Now, stay back and clean up the kayaks as punishment!”
Brandon could only nod, his girlfriend had suggested a hiatus in their relationship to cool things off. She still has not replied to a single one of his messages in almost 3 weeks…. A firm but familiar hand rested on his shoulders, “What’s wrong with you today? Eilean still hasn’t replied?” Kester his rowing partner asked. “Yeah, I’m sorry I got you scolded by coach too… I just can’t get her out of my mind, just what is she thinking? Does she even bother that I’m missing her so much? Does she even care at all?” All that pent up frustration came to the fore. With a sigh, Kester gently wrapped his arms around Brandon’s broad shoulders, trembling with his muffled sniffles… “Hey… that’s out of your control, whatever she’s feeling, you still have one more week before the ‘break’ ends right? It’s pointless to keep torturing yourself like that, it’s not worth it. You just have to wait till then!” Brandon nodded resignedly. “Okay, I’ll stay back and wash them with you. You’ll never get anything done like that. Tsk! Come, we better start washing…” Kester said with a sigh and a pat on Brandon’s back.
They quickly got out the hoses and washed the kayaks down. Kester and Brandon only got to know each other at the start of the year when they were assigned as partners. Even though it was just a short period of time, training together 5 times a week as partners, they got along pretty well, each seemed to always know what the other was thinking on the kayak - so they were the best duo in the N Team, just maybe not for today. Feeling a little cheeky Kester decided to liven things up, hopefully Brandon would stop brooding over Eilean for awhile. Taking careful aim with the hose, he blasted a stream of water right between Brandon’s buttcrack. Brandon jumped in surprise from the icy cold water and Kester couldn’t stop laughing at his stunned expression. It wasn’t long before a full on water fight started, and Brandon forgot briefly about his worries…
It was dark when they finally put away the kayaks in the shed, both of them drenched to the bone, their red compression tights plastered to their ripped bodies. The streetlamps outside the dark equipment shed highlighted the defined ridges of their abs and their sculpted pecs. Even though he has seen Brandon topless many times, Kester could not help but feel a deep stirring of desire when Brandon slowly peeled off his top, revealing his adonis belt, his abs and then that massive chest of his… wet skin glinting in the faint light. Luckily with his back to the light Kester’s slowly bulging hardon went unnoticed. But he could just make out Brandon’s bulge in the faint light, throbbing slightly not hard but not flaccid either. Absentmindedly, he wondered just how it would look when fully erect…
A little horsing around should be fun, Kester thought. “Still thinking about Eilean ah? I told you forget it already silly boy!” Then Kester attacked with the tickles. Brandon was extremely ticklish so despite his ardent protests he didn’t last very long before the physically bigger Kester had him pinned to the ground, relishing every chance he got to brush his body against Brandon’s cock while he was struggling. Wet spandex on bare skin is very arousing apparently. Brandon could barely control his raging erection, and boy he was big, long, thick and hard at 7 inches. After a dry spell of 3 weeks, he was pretty pent up. Kester plopped himself on top of Brandon’s abs, his ass just shy of Brandon’s raging boner, pinning his arms down Kester declared, “I win! Hah you need to forfeit!” Brandon, embarrassed that he got hard so easily was exasperated for Kester not to notice, only replying, “What do you want?” rather irritably. Kester thought best not to push things too far, “Okay fine, don’t tease you lah emo boy, just help me remove my top can? Damn sore can’t reach the back today.” Kester said rather sheepishly. Standing in front of him Brandon reached for the hem of the tights and attempted to pull them over Kester’s head. Unfortunately, Brandon was about a head shorter than Kester so that didn’t work out very well. He tried pulling a little harder and with a hard yank Kester lost his balance on the wet concrete floor and tumbled forward crashing into Brandon and they both fell to the floor.
Their faces were inches from each other when they opened their eyes with Kester lying flat on top of Brandon, both a little stunned with the wind knocked out of them. Their breaths mingled for a moment before they registered the throbbing of each other’s erections. There was a brief moment of realization and shock before Brandon flushed bright red and rolled out from under Kester panting. That unexpected moment of sexual tension caught him off guard. In an attempt to diffuse the awkward tension Kester asked casually, “So… How long never cum already?”. Brandon panted heavily, still trying to catch his breath “Ugh… 3 weeks?… You?”. “Yesterday, hahaha! I’m just a horny bastard who wanks everyday!.” Kester laughed, then leaning in close to Brandon, “Want me to help you with yours?” Kester’s hands reached over and brushed Brandon’s hardon for the briefest moment before Brandon’s hand swiped it away, “Don’t be gross lah!” But secretly Brandon’s body felt otherwise, his blood was thundering in his ears, all the pent up hormones begging for sweet release, wondering what exactly he’s suddenly so excited about… Picking up his oar and covering his throbbing crotch, “Let’s go shower already lah!” and trooped off towards the locker room. Kester followed soon after, but couldn’t help wondering just how much Brandon’s raging libido might allow for experimentation as he admired Brandon’s rippled back and bubble butt from afar…
As he walked, Brandon could not seem to erase the somewhat comforting sensation of Kester’s muscular body lying on top him. The sensation of skin on skin with a muscled dude like Kester surprisingly didn’t repulse him, while he actually found himself rather enjoying the firmness of Kester’s body. So very different from Eilean’s softness and he wished he could just maybe touch Kester’s body again and feel those solid curves…. Stripping off his tights in the locker room Brandon walked into the shower cubicle not bothering to close the door, his thoughts still fantasizing about running his hands over Kester’s body. Soaping up his own hands, Brandon slowly began caress his own body… Lost in his own world, he didn’t hear a thing when Kester entered the locker room; Brandon slowly begun wrap his hands around his throbbing dick, cupping his palm slowly around his massive dickhead. Brandon was already rock hard, the soap on his body felt sensuous as his ran his fingers up and down the length of his shaft. “Ooohhh, fuck.” A soft involuntary moan escaped Brandon’s lips…. It has been too long since he last indulged himself like this…
Kester was still stripping down when he heard that low moan of pleasure… The locker room was empty. It was near closing time, they were the last to leave, it had to be from Brandon. Following the sound of the running shower to the last cubicle Kester was surprised to find the door wide open only to find Brandon touching himself…. It doesn’t get better than this he thought, Kester peeked for awhile but could only see Brandon’s back, frustrated and not wanting to waste this fine chance he muttered, “Need my help?” Brandon spun around shocked, dick in hand. “You’ve been peeping?” He demanded in shock. “It’s really hard not too when the door is open…” Kester gestured to the open cubicle and revealed his own erection, Brandon’s eyes just glazed over at seeing another guys erection for the very first time. He was mesmerized, Kester’s dick was straight up curving slightly, not as thick as his but decent sized. Inviting himself into the cubicle Kester wrapped him hands around Brandon’s girth, “Damn, you are thick….” Brandon could only gasp in pleasure as Kester’s hand wrapped, tugged, tickled and teased his dick, tapping a dollop of precum from the tip Kester pulled it up to his lips… “And you are leaking like crazy…” Brandon could barely reply. His hands were busy exploring Kester’s ripped hardness, cupping his huge square chest and squeezing them lightly, fingers teasing his nipples. Kester let loose a moan, as he washed the soap off Brandon. Kester still could not believe his luck as his hands ran over every curve of Brandon’s amazing body. Watching him squirm under his hands was something he had been fantasizing about for awhile… And he was going to enjoy every bit of it.
Kester set his tongue to work. Cupping Brandon’s massive chest his tongue flicked gently at Brandon’s small brown nipples, slowly increasing in intensity. While his hands worked on the other nipple and cock. Sex with Eilean never felt as amazing as this, he experienced pleasure in the most unexpected places on his body. So when Kester’s finger found his g spot for the first time he gasped in sheer pleasure erupting from the very core of his body, spreading fire to all other parts. In the midst of all the new pleasures Brandon did not even realize Kester’s finger had entered his virgin ass. Kester could barely contain himself, Brandon’s virgin boyhole was silky smooth out and inside, plunging a little deeper to massage his g spot “You like that, huh?” Kester panted against him, “Yeahhh… Fuck what are you doing… Ahh…” Brandon moaned and surrendered to Kester’s ministrations. “Just relax…” Kester assured him, exploring every nook and cranny of Brandon’s warm, squirming and tight hole.
Flipping Brandon against the wall, Kester placed his cock underneath his boyhole and clamped Brandon’s muscled thighs tight on his dick. His own precum was enough lube on Brandon’s wet skin, sliding his dick between Brandon’s smooth hairless inner thighs, teasing his virgin hole as his dick slid past it. Brandon never expected to feel anything like it down there, and his boyhole was clamouring for more… Kester could feel Brandon’s hole pulsating, relaxing and opening up, taking aim on the entrance he slowly guided himself in, savouring every inch of Brandon’s smooth puckered boyhole. Brandon was so overwhelmed with sensation the only things that came out were primal moans of pleasure. Keeping both hands at pleasuring Brandon’s dick and nipples, he slowly begun to push past his sphincter feeling Brandon slowly give way… With every moan he could feel Brandon’s ass opening up as Kester slowly inserted his full member, inch by inch into that fine ass…
It wasn’t long before Kester’s entry rubbed against Brandon’s g spot. Sending shivers of pleasure down his body, “Keep doing that… Ugh fuck…. Ahhh…” Brandon could only gasp in stunned silence as Kester started to pick up his pace, his up curving cock hitting that sweet spot perfectly with every stroke. Watching Brandon shiver and twitch in uncontrollable pleasure enjoying every bit of his cock was the best turn on. Kester could feel Brandon’s ass clenching his dick with every burst of pleasure, making his dick even harder. With renewed vigour Kester ploughed into Brandon’s hungry ass, enjoying every inch of his virgin ass! Their bodies plastered against each other writhing with every stroke as their ecstasy soared ever higher…
Yet, as much as Kester loved savouring Brandon’s fine ass. He had always wondered how Brandon’s thick straight cock would feel up his ass… And playing with Brandon’s hard tingling cock from the back was tempting him so much. Reluctantly he pulled out from Brandon’s ass, both panting heavily… Brandon clearly still wasn’t satisfied, “do you want to try that on me? I’m a lot tighter than a girl…” Kester let the words hang, and Brandon wanting more nodded between bated breath. “Lie down.” Kester commanded and straddled Brandon, rested his hole on Brandon’s cock head. Both their hands playing with each other’s nipples made Brandon’s cock twitch even more while Kester’s hole slowly relaxed to accommodate his girth. Kester winced from the pain but that’s a small price to pay when he felt that familiar tingling sensation firing all over his body as he fully engulfed Brandon’s girth. He had never felt so full before, Brandon moaned as Kester tightened his ass to tease on him, “Fuck, you are fucking tight” Brandon breathed in disbelief as his dick throbbed in pleasure inside Kester, “Woo, someone can’t wait to cum? Let me enjoy this for awhile” and Kester started riding…
For Brandon, watching a jock like Kester riding his dick, running his hands over those slabs of muscle and hearing him grunt in pleasure was something he never thought he’d enjoy or even imagine. Yet here he was fucking turned on by doing something so unexpectedly naughty, forbidden and yet so ridiculously hot. Brandon decided to take control, if only to see if he could pleasure Kester as much as Kester did for him; increasing his pace and thrusting his hips up to pound into Kester’s tight ass. Going by Kester’s spirited moans, there was clearly no objection. Kester never felt so satisfied by a dick before, it’s almost like Brandon’s dick fit perfectly into his hole. Every nook and cranny sending him into a delightful frenzy of pleasure. He could feel every inch of Brandon’s rod before it explodes against his g spot. Making him see stars… “Oh yes! Fuck me till you explode inside me!” Kester demanded, Brandon was only too ready to comply, swiftly flipping Kester down, hooking his legs onto his shoulder, hands teasing Kester’s chest and proceeded to pound away in earnest. Harder and harder with each successive stroke. Eilean would always whine when he got a little rough, so watching Kester take such delight at his pounding turned him on even more. Wetting his fingers Kester teased Brandon’s nipples, watching his face scrunched up in pleasure pounding like a jackhammer and sent both of them over the edge. “I’m gonna cummmm ugh!” “Oh yeah harder! Harder! Fuck me, yes! Yes! I’m cumming too! Arghhhh…"
Brandon pumped 3 weeks’ worth of his load into Kester’s ass, and it seemed like he would never stop shooting… As the warm gush of Brandon’s cum exploded in his ass, Kester’s orgasm erupted hands free, and Brandon kept pounding, fucking the cum out of Kester with each stroke, splattering his entire torso and almost hitting his face. After about 10s of absolute nirvana, the spurts settled into a final dribble oozing out of his still throbbing dickhead. As the euphoria faded, Kester’s trembling hands held on to Brandon’s massive shoulders for support. Totally exhausted, Brandon collapsed on Kester’s heaving chest, feeling strangely satisfied and finally at ease enough to be able to rest on someone else instead for once. Kester wrapped his arms around Brandon’s waist tentatively a little unsure… but Brandon only snuggled closer, seemingly half asleep from his exertions as Kester held him tight wondering just where this might lead…
The two lay there awhile entwined for about 10 mins, such intense sex pushed their already taxed bodies to the limits. "Wake up, silly boy” Kester gently shook Brandon awake, yawning he sat up slowly. They caught each other’s eye for the first time since. Kester was uncertain, but Brandon smiled if a little sheepishly then looked away, somewhat self conscious for some reason. “I think I enjoyed that a little too much… Anyway thanks… For getting my mind off… Stuff…” There was a pause and Kester felt like maybe Brandon would say something more but, “We should probably wash up…” he finished. Undaunted, Kester felt perhaps a small flicker of hope light up in his heart, perhaps things could turn out for the better, “Yeah, let’s go get dinner” he stood up and walked into the cubicle with Brandon as a small trail of their intermingled cum ran down Kester’s leg…
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