Weight Training 101

I made the decision to take weight training during my second year of college. I'd always been fit and athletic, but really wanted to bulk up. I enrolled in a course that was taught at my university. On the first day of class, I was terrified that I had made a big mistake when I got a look at my coach, Beau. He was one mean looking mother-fucker. The guy's biceps were bigger than my thighs. His neck was even bigger. The next thing I noticed was the size of his thighs - they were like tree trunks. He wore a tight muscle-tee and workout pants that showed off one hell-of-a bulge in his pants. (I'm bi - so I'm not afraid to admit it when a guy has a great cock.) Beau then proceeded to tell the class that we were in for a semester of hell. For the next several weeks, Beau rode my ass as he pushed me to work out harder than I ever had in my life. As I strained to do bench presses and squats, he would come up behind me, slap my ass, and grunt in his low, gruff voice, "Come on you little cocked sissy - the only thing you're good for is to suck my fat cock!" As much as I hated the attention, I had to admit his tactics were working. Within a month, I had started to see some real results. With my results came approval from Beau. He actually started talking to me and giving me spots now and then as he pushed me to work harder - he was even calling me "buddy." I must say I was growing pretty fond of the guy. Our after-workout showers may have had something to do with it. After workouts, it was customary for the guys to hit the showers - but not all the guys chose to shower. Some would rush to shower to get to another class, and others would simply leave to shower at home. Usually, Beau and I were the only one's to take our time in hitting the showers. There were two shower rooms - one on the east side of the locker room, and one on the west. I quickly learned that Beau preferred the east side because it was closer to the office. At first, I chose to avoid that shower room - simply because I was scared shitless of the guy. But, as weeks went buy - I couldn't help avoiding my cravings to get a glimpse of Beau's cock. During our workouts, I couldn't help noticing how engorged it would get. He confessed to me that working out made him horny - and it was damn obvious. The guy was sporting a nine-incher at least, I noticed. On one particular day, I finally got up the nerve to shower in the east room with Beau. When I walked in the room, I was disappointed to see that all I was getting was a butt shot. Don't get me wrong - he had a great ass, but what I wanted to see was that meat he was packing. I turned on the water of a shower just opposite his. "Hey buddy, I didn't hear you come in," I heard him say as I was lathering up. I turned quickly around and got the biggest thrill of my life. "HOLY, FUCKING, SHIT!!!" I couldn't believe I blurted it out - but I couldn't help it. The guy had the biggest fucking cock I'd ever seen. He was completely flaccid - yet the thing hung almost to his mid-thigh. It was about as round as a beer can. He was cut and had an enormous, swollen mushroom head that was damn perfect. Soap suds were dripping off the tip of his cock and glistened like thick cum as it dropped to the floor. His buffalo-sized balls were covered in a thick patch of wet, dripping hair. I just stood there frozen in awe. "Ha-ha, buddy," Beau laughed in response to my blatant outcry. "Either you think I've got a great physique, which you should already know - or you think I've got a big cock." "Dude, that's the biggest fucking thing I've ever seen," was all I could say. "Well, don't just stand there, boy - you know you want it," Beau blurted while grasping that swinging hunk of meat. I will say one thing about Beau - he doesn't pussy foot around.. In no time, I dashed over to him and bent down to observe his meaty packer in all of its glory. I grasped it at the base with both hands as it began to curve up towards me. It started to swell and grow even larger as it stretched and hardened in my hands. Beau's cock-head was now purple and engorged. It throbbed as I gently ran my finger over his cock-slit, scooping up a large drop of pre-cum just as it began to ooze. I cupped his balls with my other hand - they were two big for me to grasp entirely. I then brought my mouth close to them and sucked his balls one by one. Beau let out a grown as he slapped his cock against my face while I continued to roll each ball in my hot mouth, one by one. I then proceeded to trace every inch of his cock - from the thick, furry base to the very tip - with my tongue. It had to be almost 12 inches. I'd sucked off a 10 incher once before, which was nothing compared to this hunk of meat. I traced around that throbbing mushroom head, as it sprung and bounced with each tantalizing flick of my tongue. Beau was now leaning against the shower wall as the hot water streamed down his body. He was moaning and grasping at my head - pushing it toward his cock. "Suck me off, man. I can't take it anymore," Beau begged. I gently opened my mouth as Beau plunged his cock down my throat. I couldn't believe how wide it stretched my mouth. I had to be careful not to scrape it with my teeth. Normally, I like to take every last inch of a cock into my mouth - but even I realize there are limits. However, I stuffed at least 10 inches of that cock down my throat. I pushed my tongue as far out of the way as it would go to accommodate as much of that man as possible. Beau's hips were now thrusting as he shoved in and out - turning my face into a hot, wet fuck-hole. He then pulled back and let me suck on his head. I rotated my tongue feverishly around that giant mushroom, swirling my saliva with his gushing of pre-cum as I sucked and sucked. All the while, my hands were pulling and fondling those cum-swelled balls of his. I could feel them rise and knew he was about to blow. "I'm gonna rip, man," Beau groaned while shoving his head back. "Do, me a favor, man, don't swallow - I want to taste it." I nodded in feverish delight. I really get off on snowballing a guy. Within seconds, Beau began to arch his cock higher as he pulled his cock from deep in my throat and rested it at the tip of my tongue. His cock was the deepest purple I'd ever seen and had swelled immensely. The dude was gonna shoot - and boy, what a shot I was in for. "AAAAAHHH, SHIT!!!!!" Beau let out the biggest, bear growl I'd ever heard. It wasn't until that moment that I finally was aware that we could get caught - but I didn't give a shit. His white, creamy cum sauce spewed out in hot spurts and covered my tongue. With each shot he filled my mouth more and more. It was all I could do NOT to swallow that salty treat. When I was sure Beau was finished, I lovingly scooped the last bit of cum off his cock and stood up to meet his open mouth. Our lips pressed together as our tongues swirled that hot man-juice between us. Each of us swallowed in delight. Beau slapped my ass and shouted in his gruff voice, "Just like I said, buddy - the only thing you're good for is sucking cock my fat cock." Hey - I never denied it!!