
I'm back, filthier than ever. Your blogger slut is back!
Sir was very good to me. He was my physical education instructor and he helped me after school with my athletics. I was a good sprinter and he was trying to help me get into hurdles.
One Monday after school, we had a good session on the tracks. The weather was dark, dreary, grey and wet. He suggested we call it a day after an hour and head back and get changed. We were both soaked to the skin. I was 13 and wearing my round neck white t shirt and short white shorts. I was drenched and looking forward to a hot shower.
Sir always changed separately from us. I headed into the boys locker room where my uniform was hanging on a peg. There was nobody else about. Sir popped his head around the corner and told me the showers in the main changing room weren't working today, but I could use his shower if I wanted. I lifted my gear and bag and headed into his office which had one shower and a screen in front of it.
We were both soaking and started to peel off our wet clothes. Sir was well built with rippling muscles befitting a physical education instructor. He stripped to the waist. I wondered who was going to shower first. I took off my t shirt and squeezed the wetness out of it. Sir said for me to go first. I sat down and removed my shorts and underpants and stepped into the shower. I was smooth all over with a newly grown fuzz around my penis which too had grown over recent months into a fine specimen.
I couldn't get the shower on properly and Sir, who was now standing in his jockstrap, said he would help. He slipped his jockstrap off and stepped into the snug cubicle with me. His willy was impressive and looked meaty.
We got the hot water going and Sir seemed keen to stay in with me. I started to lather up and suddenly felt Sir brush his soft willy against my ass. He did it a few times and I have to admit, it felt amazing.
He did it once again but this time nestled his thick meat against the crack in my ass. It felt good and I didn't resist. He asked did I want some shampoo? I said yes and he stepped out of the cubicle. He returned and turned the water off. He poured some shampoo into his hand and lathered my head. It felt sexy. He stood closely behind me again his fat meat rubbing against me. This time, however, his dick was erect and now pressing into the small of my back. I felt him rocking moving his dick up and down the cheeks of my ass. Then I felt that rush in his groin with his thick, hot spunk jetting against my cheeks and back. He gripped his dick and rubbed it against me, treating me like a filthy piece of shit.
All the time I didn't get erect but loved being used by him. He stepped out of the shower and dried off. I stayed in and wiped his cum off my buttocks.
I went home that night and wanked over and over again about Sir's hot cream and knew I wanted to feel it spurting again.
to be continued
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