My Friend's Dad

?Come on Jack! Just a few more!? Mr Goodwin shouted encouragingly, as he leaned over me. My muscles burned form the exertion as I gritted my teeth, determined to please him. My upper body ached as I pushed myself on. ?That?s it! You?re doing great!? His large firm hands gripped my ankles to steady me. ?Five more for me! Come on!? My body was shaking form the effort as I pulled myself into a sitting position again, the pain in my abs intensifying. I dipped backwards, stopping just short of the exercise mat before pulling into a sitting position once again, completing the sit up. ?One! Keep it up Jack! Two! Three! Just two more! Four! One more Jack! Five!? I collapsed backwards onto the mat, my abs burning with white hot fire, as my breath came out in ragged bursts. ?You?ve outdone yourself today kiddo, great workout.? Mr Goodwin walked away from me to the other end of the room, bending over to pick up a towel. Giving me a view of his sweet ass. Now, I?ve always been interested in men. I?ll not deny that to anyone. Ever since watching gay porn as a teenager my attention has always been straying to possibilities of going at it hot and heavy with another guy. When Mr Goodwin has asked me if I would like to train with him, and the thought of seeing his hot, toned body glistening with sweat, I was hardly going to say no. To be truthful I had always fancied him ever since I first met him at my friend Carl?s house. He?d walked into the living room after his workout, bare-chested, wearing shorts that clung tightly to his muscled thighs. My eyes drank in the view as he strode past, the outline of his cock was plain as day. I remember I?d almost gasped out loud as he?d walked into the bathroom, leaving the door open so I could catch a glimpse of him, slowly peeling down his shorts... ?You gonna lay there all day kiddo?? His deep voice brought me back to the present. ?S-Sorry Mr Goodwin.? I apologised, climbing to my feet, wincing as I felt the pain in my abs. ?Mr Goodwin? Am I your Geography teacher or something?? He chuckled. ?You can use my first name you know.? ?Sorry Simon.? I replied as we both laughed it off. I walked over to him accepting a towel from him, istanbul escort rubbing sweat from my*perspiring body. ?That was a good session today kiddo, I?m really proud of you.? He said as he clapped his hand on my shoulder. ?We?ll just do a few warm down stretches then we?ll call it a day eh?? I nodded in agreement while grabbing my bottle of water that I?d left next to the towels. I poured the welcome liquid into my mouth, as my eyes wandered over to where Simon had begun his stretches. I would let him fuck me till I couldn?t walk. I took up my place next to him and began my own stretches. Feeling my muscles aching in protest as I put them to work once again. I stooped down and extended my right leg in front of me, stretching out my hamstrings. Suddenly I felt a sharp stabbing pain at the back of my leg, as I felt as if someone had just driven a knife into me. ?Fuck!? I shouted out, as I collapsed onto the floor, my hands immediately gripping the back of my leg. ?What?s wrong Jack!?? Simon?s voice rang out as he shot over to me, his face a picture of concern. ?I think I?ve pulled my hamstring!? I answered, as Simon put his arm around me, placing his firm hand on my leg. Tantalisingly close to my cock. ?Where does it hurt?? He asked, moving his hand to the back of my leg. ?Here?? ?Yeah, right there.? I nodded my head as his hands softly rubbed the back of my thigh. ?It does feel tight. Do you think you could walk on it if I helped you?? He asked. I nodded in response. ?We?ll get you on the massage table in the conservatory; I should be able to ease the pain away. You?ll only of pulled it is all.? I put my arm around his strong shoulders and leant on him for support as we made our way to the conservatory. As we entered I saw the table in front of us, it looked easily big enough to support my entire body and then some. Simon eased me to the table and then, to my surprise lifted me up as though I weighed nothing, lying me down on the table. ?Right, just lie back and try not to move the leg.? I obeyed him instantly as he strode over to the side cupboard and produced a bottle of massage oil. ?You came prepared?? istanbul escort bayan I laughed, surprised at seeing the bottle. ?Oh no.? He laughed back. ?Me and my buddy used to work out here a lot and I gave him a few rub downs whenever he had a sore spot.? ?So you?ve had plenty of practice?? I asked surprised. ?I?ve seen my fair share of pulled muscles.? He answered, lathering up his hands with oil. ?My hands have been kept very busy.? ?Okay just take your kit off and lie on your front.? He asked. I stripped off my shirt, throwing it aside before slowly taking off my shorts; being careful not to put too much pressure on my leg. I turned over onto my front, pulling down my boxers and throwing them to one side as well. As I lay there nude, I was aware of his eyes roaming over my naked body, wondering if he was thinking about working my muscles over in a different way. ?All that exercise has paid off Jack. You?ve got quite the toned body on you.? I blushed at his compliment. ?Thanks Simon.? I replied. ?It?s nothing compared to yours though.? ?I?m sure you?ve seen enough of my body before.? He laughed, draping a towel over my ass and upper thighs. Oh god, had he seen me checking him out? I shuddered as I felt his firm hands on my leg, slowly rubbing their way up the back of my thigh. He began to softly work the oil into my skin, pressing firmly to ease the pain in my muscles. Without thinking I let out a groan as his expert hands worked their magic on me, my cock began to stir at his ministrations. My mind wondered as I closed my eyes, all sort of scenarios swam before me, all involving Simon and me. Our sweaty bodies writhing together; imagining him bending me over the table and sliding his thick cock inside me. The fact that he was my friend?s dad was, at this point, completely irrelevant to me. ?Right kiddo!? His deep voice cut through my day dreaming. ?Just turn over and I?ll work on the other side of your leg.? ?Umm I?m not sure Simon.? I said apprehension clear in my voice. There was no way he would fail to notice the quite sizable tent I?d pitched for him, while he?d been massaging me. ?Come on Jack. What Escort istanbul are you worried about?? He asked. ?I?m not letting you go anywhere on that injured leg. Now turn over!? That sudden change in tone in his voice had me almost jumping to obey him. I had always had a fetish for being dominated by another guy, and if anyone was going to have his way with me I would want it to be to be Simon. I gingerly turned over onto my front, making an awkward attempt to conceal my throbbing erection from him using the towel. Obviously, this plan failed immediately after I?d lain down on my back. The way the towel rose over my crotch, gave no doubt as to what I was trying to hide from him. ?Oh.? He exclaimed as his eyes fell upon my inelegantly concealed package. My face turned bright red. How could this get any worse! ?Y-Yeah. I umm.? I stammered out, not knowing where to look. ?Is that what you were worried about?? Simon asked, gesturing towards my crotch. ?Hell most guys get hard-ons while having a massage Jack. It?s nothing to be ashamed about.? ?Besides, I?m sure it?s quite impressive.? He added with a wink. Did he just flirt with me? ?T-Thanks.? I answered, feeling slightly calmer. This massage might just get interesting after all. I lay back my head and closed my eyes. Once again feeling his hands work their magic, manipulating my muscles with firm yet soft caresses. My mind began to wonder again, the close proximity of his hands to my throbbing pole doing nothing to stem the images of me and him together. I let out small groans as he continued his work, letting out audible gasps whenever his hands brushed against my cock. The urge to grip my cock and start jerking off then and there was getting stronger by the minute. Luckily, Simon had similar intentions. My eyes flew open as I felt him rub his hand over my hard cock and curl his fingers round my shaft. I let out a sharp intake of breath as he began to stroke my cock, his fingers wrapping around my thick dick. Holy shit! Is this really happening? I sat up as my eyes met his, his deep brown eyes staring right at me as massaged my dick. Without any prompting from me he whipped the towel away, letting us both see what he was doing to me. ?I thought it would be impressive.? Simon chuckled as he lowered his head towards my cock and slid his tongue along my veiny shaft. ?Oh fuck!? I breathed, as I watched him swirl his tongue around my glistening mushroom cap before seeing it disappear into his eager mouth.