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One of the things that I always liked about my job was that I never considered it to be much of a job It was rather something that I like to do every day and enjoyed it. I had worked as a High School sports physiotherapist for about four years and had enjoyed it all. I had trained for three years and considered myself to competent in the field and kept up to date with the latest treatments for sports injuries and some of the new psychological approaches that were being used in the field to help some players over come their continual injury concerns. I was in my mid twenties, had been engaged for 6 months to the women that I intended to marry and had worked hard to get this job with the local university football team. There were forty-six guys in the squad at any one time that I worked with. The coach of the time was an old drill sergeant from way back and loved to see the guys come in from the field black and blue. He used to say that if you didn't hurt after practice then you didn't deserved to be on the team. Both coach Wilson and I came to a heated row many times after the guys came into the locker room following a practice, as it was my job to get these guys back into working order by the next game. For some of the guys physio became a daily activity, while others came for a massage after the big game but required little in the way of real work. I guess that some are luckier than others when it comes to injuries. Now in this job I was exposed to all the naked bodies could give. I saw it all as the physio and never thought much more than the odd " shit that's a big lad, or "what a fuckin hairy arsed mother this is". Every new team went through that initial awkward stage when they felt embarrassed about showering together, walking around the locker room in their jock straps and the like. It would always take some time before everyone would get used to it and just get on with it. There would always be a bit of cock banging that would go on, or someone would get hold of the deep heat and put it in someone's jock strap. But both the coach and I let this type of thing go on, as it was harmless fun and promoted a sense of unison in the team. The towel boy on the other hand was someone that we both had to watch, for every year at least one member on the team would think that they could force this little guy to go down on them after they had finished in the shower. I had caught some of the players in this position before. Usually, they were in one of the toilet cubicles forcing the kids head down into their crotch, which was sporting a saliva dripping erection. While I never reported these acts, I ensured that it ended there and didn't go on any further. It was after one of the hardest games the team had ever played that I found myself run off my feet with guys that needed some attention. While some would be OK with the quick once over and a few ice packs, there were a few who would need daily treatment to ensure that they recovered in time for the next game. One of these guys was Jason, one of the oldest guys in the team. He was in the front row and often took on the biggest guys on the other team. He was about 5'11" and would have weighed in at least 16 stone. He had a well muscled body, blond hair and blue eyes. He had always attracted considerable attention from the girls on the side lines and was always dating some new girl every week. It was said that he was getting more pussy than anyone else at the whole university. For what it was worth, I was sure that he was. He never seemed to have the need to pull himself in the locker room, like the majority of the other players, nor did he sport a hardon sometimes, as others did while changing or showering. No, Jason was one of the cooler guys on the team and never seemed to get overly excited. He took most things in his stride, something that I admired about him. His injuries after the game where not serious, but I told him that he would need to have a treatment session twice a day if he wanted to get back into the next game by the end of the month. He needed a hand to get into the shower as he had trouble bending down. His back had been wrenched in one of the many tackles that he had gone down in, and his neck was somewhat strained similarly. I helped him removed his gear, but stopped when he was standing in his jock strap. I noticed that he filled this out very well and I could see the tight outline of his cock and big balls against the material. He had a hairy testicle sticking out the side of his jock strap, which revealed a hairy crotch that had a thin line of darkish hair that ran to his tummy button. Jason asked if I could give a hand with his strap, as he didn't think that he wanted to have to move more than he had to. I slipped my hands around his waste and pulled his jock down over his cock and down to the floor, where he stepped out of it. His cock and balls fell limply as the support was taken away. I was impressed with the package that this boy had. I now knew why he was so popular with most of the girls on campus as he had a soft 6 inch cock that I was sure would be 10 inches hard. On the very end of his penis he had a large knob, one that was thicker than his penis. What also drew my attention was the large foreskin that cover the huge knob that he had. The majority of the boys in the school team were cut, Jason was one of the few that I had seen that were whole. I left him to it in the shower and used this time to help another player apply an ice pack to a knee that was slowly turning purple and stretch some tight thigh and back muscles. By the time Jason had finished in the shower, I had attended to the last player and was cleaning up the mess that I had made in the initial rush. I applied some clean towels to the massage table and got a new bottle of the massage lotion that I used on the lads. As Jason was entering my treatment room, I noticed that he was still naked and just held a towel in front of him. The reason why this got my attention was because the majority of the others had to be told to strip off when it was required, most preferring to keep their clothes on when they were this close to older people. It seemed weird that these guys would parade around the locker room in the nude, but when it came to them getting close to the coach or myself they would cover up as much as they could until the circumstances called for them to loose it all and then they didn't seem to care. Jason made his way onto the table and sat down with a few groans and sweaty facial expressions. His injuries sounded to be worse than I originally thought and I began to get a little concerned as he may have done a few ribs. "OK Jason, I think that I need to do a few checks before we get started". I told him to lie flat on his back and relax while I began to push on his ribs and lower stomach. The whole time his penis just lay there to one side as I examined his chest and side for broken ribs. His humor at the time was somewhat forced as he tried to mask some of the pain that he was feeling. I could certainly feel that he had some tight chest muscles that would need to be worked out, as well as some possible inner thigh strain. I didn't think that he had anything broken, but he was in a bad way and would require some time stretching him back into some shape that would at least allow him to bend over. As I moved my way down to his thighs, he flinched and tried to look as far away from me as possible. I was trying to gage the response on his face to the pain as I lifted his legs one at a time and twisted the joints. I told Jason to put his foot on my shoulder and push down with his leg and straighten it if he could. I worked each leg a number of times until some of the stiffness and tension eased. While his leg was in this position, I had an unobscured view of his arse. I could see that his hairiness did not exclude his butt hole or underneath his balls--something that only a few of the others had. As I began to massage his legs and pull them away from his stomach, he began to get slowly aroused. Each time I bent and straightened his leg it rubbed against the head of his cock causing the blood to run. I ignored the hardening mass as many of the guys had got hot around the cock when I massaged them. It was the sensation rather than any desire for sex I believed. I continued to massage his thigh, sliding my oily hand down to the start of his butt and back to the knee joint. The more I massaged the underside of his thigh the more he got aroused. It was not long before he was sporting a raging erection and trying to sit up and make an excuse for the position he was in. He tried to cover his dick with his hands, an attempt that was almost laughable as his mass was well over 10 inches by now and leaking precum out the end of his foreskin. A large droplet formed a line from his stomach to the end of his knob. He seemed to be generally concerned and hugely embarrassed. He continued to try and apologize and began trying to get off the table and out of the room as fast as he could. He was slowed by the pain in his back and was not getting very far. I told him not to worry as often many of the guys got like this and it was a natural reaction. I said it was like having a hardon in the morning for no reason other than that it is morning. His embarrassment was making it difficult to continue on with my work. More and more precum was leaking out the end of his penis and his breathing was increasing the more I rubbed his legs and thighs. In a rush of movement Jason made a desperate leap from the table and tried to get as far away from me as possible, he was yelling at the same time "oh fuck, fuck fuck". I didn't know what was happening as he ran to the far end of the room. His reaction and loud complaint made me very concerned that something was really wrong with him. When he got to the wall he seemed to shudder and shake uncontrollably. I then saw wads of cum go flying up against the wall as he exploded in orgasm. He hadn't even tugged himself once before cumming. I walked up behind him and placed my arms on his shoulders and held firmly as he continued to say "fuck","fuck", "no". He made a half attempt to turn away trying to cover up what was happening. I could see his cock shuddering as the last of his load fell to the floor. I can tell you that there was a lot of cum on the floor and even more on the wall. When he stopped cumming, I handed him a small towel to clean himself up with. He took the towel and wiped the remainder of the cum off his cock, including some that was trapped under his skin, he was almost crying with embarrassment. "Hey, Jason, it's OK. This has happened to some of the other guys, the game and the rub seems to be too much for some. Come on lets continue. I'm not worried about anything, I am not going to tell anyone about this. Hearing this, he seemed to be somewhat happier and relaxed, and I managed to get him to agree to come back and let me continue. He looked at me and nodded. I could tell that he was so embarrassed. I had never seen anything like this before. My earlier comments were said just to make him feel a lot better and not run a mile. It was important for the guys to feel somewhat comfortable with me, as I was the person that had to know whether or not they were fit enough to play in the next game. This meant that I had to be able to check their bodies out without any concern on their behalf. I couldn't believe that a pussy fucking man had just let loose a wad of cum while being rubbed by another guy, let alone that guy being me. It wasn't till then that I noticed that I too, had started to get aroused. My own dick was demanding some type of attention and despite my best efforts to make it go away, Jason saw the bugle in my trousers. He continued to stare as I lay him on his back and once again put his leg on my shoulder. As I worked on his thigh, I stared at the firm crack of his butt hole and suddenly felt like rubbing my fingers along the crack. My own cock was now pooling precum at the end and staining my trousers. His butt would accidentally brush against my erection which was causing me to get even more aroused. I had never felt this arousal in front of another male since high school, when a group of us used to jack off together. All I could smell was sweat and cum, and all I could see was this huge cock, well hung hairy balls and a puckered arse and this was sending me over the edge. Jason was sporting another hardon and this time began to stroke himself while watching me work. I tried to end the session then and there, as I thought that this had gone on far enough, but he complained that he was still in pain and needed to be fixed up. I had to agree with this, as I thought that he was in bad shape and leaving it another day would make it a lot worse. I told Jason to lie back down and I once again began to massage his sweaty body. Starting at his neck ,I worked my way down to his chest. As I rubbed my hands over his tits he shuddered and closed his eyes. I started to get lost in the whole scene as it started to play itself out. Instead of ignoring the places that he responded to, I concentrated my efforts. As I concentrated on his tits his own hand reached down and found my cock. He gently stroked it through my trousers with his hand and squeezed the knob. I had never had another guy stroke me like this, but for some reason I thought that this was so hot. With his other hand, he was tugging his cock. When I looked at what he was doing, I saw that he knob was huge compared to the rest of his tool. I thought that he must break half the girls that he shoved that thing into. I then realized that this was the guy that fucked more pussy than any other guy on campus, and now he was stroking my cock while playing with himself. In seconds he had me out of my pants and was wiping the precum all over the end of my penis. He sat up swinging his legs off the table so he could face me. He then pulled me into him so our cocks touched. Our first kiss was awkward, but we got better the more that he forced his lips against mine. Our cocks felt great together as we both thrust ourselves against the other. My pants now were on the ground and Jason's fingers were searching out the crack in my arse. In no time at all a wet finger was working it's way into my butt hole exploring this virgin space. "I want you to fuck me, fuck me in my butt.... please". Jason moved himself towards the end of the table and once again lifted his legs in the air exposing his butt to me. I walked around to the end and grabbed hold of his legs placing them on my shoulders. I had complete access to this nice arsehole and I had no idea of where to begin. "Don't tease me, I need it bad, suck it, lick it and fuck it,....... come on I know you want to.." he continued. I knew that his arse was clean, as he had just got out of the shower, and I had gone down on my woman like this one night when she introduced me to anal sex. I thought what the hell, and spread his arse and nuzzled my mouth around his hole, licking it and trying to force my tongue up his hole. His smell was driving me on, causing my tool to pulse widely against my stomach. I grabbed his cock and slowly yanked him while rubbing my face over his arse opening. The moans from Jason let me know that he was enjoying this as much as I was. I slowly moved up from his arse to take his knob in my mouth. The pleasure that it gave me to try and fit this mother of a knob in my mouth was indescribable. I managed to swallow his knob, circling my tongue around the head of his penis just about bought him off in my mouth. I could taste the steady stream of precum leaking from the head of his cock, which only added to the sensation of going down on my first guy. His foreskin was fantastic to play with, and I noticed that the more I slid it up and over the head of his penis, the more he arched and the louder he groaned. My own knob was demanding that I did something with it. I grabbed my cock and placed the head against his wet arse. I pulled my foreskin back and rubbed my head over his arse. I felt weak at the knees and almost came right there and then. Jason had his eyes closed, his mouth opened with two fingers sliding in and out wetting his tits with his spit. I slowly pushed against his butt and could feel him opening to allow me to slide all the way in. The feeling when I first pushed my cock all the way into his arse, was like nothing I had ever felt before. The whole of his arse clamped down on my tool and pulsed. My pubes were rubbing against his, as I slowly thrust myself in and out of his arse. He played with himself, while still rubbing his wet fingers over his tits. I squeezed his balls while I pumped the shit out of his tight arse. I had never felt this hot in my life and wanted to cum so badly. I could feel my balls lift and knew that I was about to cum. My moans of pure ecstasy told Jason that I was not far away from releasing my load up his arse. I could feel him clamp his arse making it tighter when I fucked him. Seconds later I released a huge wad of cum up his arse. I had never experienced the sensation of pumping cum in an arse like this before, and was completely surprised by the feeling that it caused my cock. My balls banged hard against his arse, as the last of my cum flowed into Jason's arse. When I pulled out, I rubbed my cock and could see how red it was and shiny from the juices that his arse and my cum had made. Jason's fingers found the cum that leaked from his arse and rubbed his fingers in it before tasting them in his mouth. The whole time he was stroking his cock. It was then that I realized that he had not cum, and he was probably expecting me to take that thing like I had just taken him. "Turn about is fair play, at least that is what the coach always says". He just grinned at me and slid off the bed coming behind me and pushing me over the edge of the bed. He spread my arse and slowly worked his tongue over my arse. His skill at this was amazing. He managed to get the majority of his tongue up my arse, causing me to squirm and moan with complete pleasure. The whole time he rubbed my semi erect cock between my legs. My primary concern was how the fuck was he going to get that rod up my tight arse. I thought back to the first time that I fucked a girl. It was her first time and all I was thinking about was getting up her. I could now have some understanding of her concern, as Jason rubbed his huge knob over my crack and started to push. He told me to pull my arse cheeks apart with my hands and to push out as hard as I could. I followed what he said, as I thought that at least it was likely to hurt less if I did everything to allow his member to get inside me. It took a lot of wet fingering and pushing to get the head of his cock in my arse. When he finally got that huge thing in my arse, I was bleeding slightly, and the pain was shooting right through my groin. Despite this, I still wanted him to continue. After about ten minutes of pushing and pulling, he managed to slip the rest of his cock in to me. It felt like he was going to split me in half. When he started banging away, I felt like a rag doll being tossed around. My whole insides vibrated with what could only feel was like an orgasm, shuddering over and over. I could feel the sweat pooling in the middle of my back and Jason's breath on my shoulder. His teeth bit gently and his lips licked my neck as he rammed himself. The feeling of his nuts banging against mine was enough to send me over the top into another organism. Seconds later, Jason bit hard down on my back and seemed to rock forward and up on to his toes as he sent litres of cum up my arse. His cum exploded my arse and I could feel it spurting out my butt whole and running down my leg. When Jason pulled out his knob, he almost pulled my insides out with him. I felt completely exhausted and completely satisfied. Jason sucked the dripping cum from my arse and licked the sweat off my back before depositing it in my mouth, in the hottest wet kiss that I had ever had. I played with his cock while he tongued my mouth. I couldn't believe that I had that thing in my arse, but I could feel the proof. We both agreed that Jason would need another session that afternoon and at least once a day for the next few weeks. We never did talk about the fact that we were both heterosexual for the majority of the time. This just happened, and when we got the chance we stuffed each other's holes and sucked cum leaking from each other's arses. My fiancée was concerned at first about my arse hole and first, I lied saying that I had miss timed a jump and landed on a knot in a stump at the end of the field. A weak excuse I know, but she loved it when I sucked her arse and made arse fucking one of the major features of our love making. It was never the same, but when I couldn't get at Jason, I would fuck the shit out of her and make her suck and finger my arse when ever I could.