EP5 | The Rugby Captain's Secret (Patreon)

This fictional story features only adult characters (18+) and portrays consensual interactions throughout.

I got promoted and am now an assistant manager at my local sports centre. The dizzying heights of my career. My parents were happy, so at least there was that. And Lee had been very excited to offer it to me, so I managed my best fake smile. The pay rise was minimal, but the work was going to be a lot more demanding.

I should have said no, but I had ulterior motives. I had been offered the promotion because I had been readily agreeing to cover more often. I was taking a lot more evening shifts, which meant Lee could leave earlier. He thought I was taking a more active interest in my role and taking on more responsibility. And I was, but not because he or my parents thought so.

I was doing it for Freddie.

After that time, when he let me watch, when he just wanked his cock right in front of me…it kept happening.

It had now become a routine. When the rugby team were in for practice, I would stay late and close up, and when I would go into the changing rooms, I would find Freddie in the showers, masturbating. He never looked at me, never said anything to me since that first time when he had just said, “no”, as I went to take my dick out as I watched him. Now I went in, and he would be there, and I would watch, I would drink in every inch of his gorgeous, muscular body…and his thick cock…and watched as he pleasured himself. He normally had his eyes closed, but if they were open, he never looked at me. But he knew I was there. He knew I was watching him, enjoying the chance to see this hung naked and hard and wanking. And he never stopped or said anything.

I would watch as he shot his load all over the shower floor, sometimes hitting the walls, and his face would be pure pleasure. It was the hottest thing I had ever seen, every time. After he finished, he would dry himself off and then just walk past me naked, never acknowledging me. Then I would go into the shower and wank my cock till I shot a huge load everywhere. Freddie was never there when I came out of the shower.

It had been a few weeks of this, and I was loving it. Watching him was the highlight of my week. I was wanking to it all the time, in the mornings, in the shower after watching it, in the evenings, and even a few times in the toilet at work when I completely lost track of time and kept thinking about how hot it was.

The only time Freddie actually spoke to me was when he came to the reception and told me the rugby team needed extra time on the pitch. He wouldn't ask; he would just tell me, and I would have to sort it out.

I knew I was his plaything. He was using me, and he didn't care about me. But I still loved it. When a man like that lets you into his orbit, even for a second, you have no choice. I would take anything he gave me. And if watching him in the showers was all I could get, I would take it. 

I kept telling myself it was worth all the stress, the timetable changes and cancelling on other groups, so the rugby team could have more time whenever Freddie told me. I was still getting away with it, but someone would notice soon, and I'd be fired. But instead of worrying about losing my job, I was more concerned about losing the chance to watch Freddie in the showers.

I knew I was getting into something wrong, but I just couldn’t stop myself.

Freddie already had such a hold over me.

A week after I’d been made manager, it was Friday night, and I was just finishing my rounds of the centre, making my way to the changing rooms. I knew Freddie would be there, and I knew he'd be wanking. My whole body was buzzing. I’d watched him a few times now, but I was still so excited. I knew I’d never get bored of seeing him naked and wanking.

I came into the changing rooms and heard a shower running, as I was used to hearing. I walked over to the showers and then looked down at the end shower, the one Freddie was always in. There he was, the most beautiful man I had ever seen. His meaty pecs, rippling abs, strong, thick thighs and his fat cock in his hand, fuck, I had never seen anyone as hot as this man.

I stood where I always did, a few feet away, and watched as he pleasured himself. I loved it so much. I felt like the luckiest guy in the world, getting to witness it.

He jacked his cock with his hand; it was rock hard, as the water ran down his body. I didn’t dare move or touch my cock, though I was desperate too. I didn’t want to do anything that might make him stop me watching. He kept wanking, and I kept silently watching, my cock was so hard, straining against my trousers. Fuck, what I would give to be able to touch him. He was a fucking god.

After a while, he was still wanking. I was sure this had gone on longer than he usually did. Usually, I would turn up, and he would already be wanking. After I arrived, he would only last a few more minutes before he shot his load. But this time he was still going, and I had been here a while…

It lasted longer, and he seemed to be more intense, really jacking his dick. As if he might be struggling to get over the edge, to shoot his load.

Then suddenly he stopped. He was a bit out of breath, having been working his cock so hard. I didn’t move, unsure what to do; this had happened before. Would he be mad I was here? Was that what was stopping him cumming?

Then he slowly opened both doors of his shower, and I could see him clearly, naked and hard, just a few feet in front of me. He looked pissed off. I wasn’t sure what was going on…

He didn’t look at me, but he took his hands away from his dick and let them fall to his sides…

Was he inviting me to come and touch his sock? Did he want me to do that?

I didn’t move; I was too scared. It felt too unbelievable that he might actually want me to wank him off.

We both stood still for a second, me frozen a few feet away from him, fully clothed, and him standing naked and hard in the water. Then, without looking at me, he spoke.

“Come on then, are you gonna wank me off or not?”

Fuck.

Fuckkk, he actually wants me to do it. I hesitated for only a second before stepping forward. A few steps and there I was, the closest I had ever been to him while he was naked and hard. 

I reached my hand out and took hold of his cock. Oh my god, Freddie’s hard cock was in my hand. It felt fucking incredible.

“Wank me off. Don’t you dare do anything else with it,” he said, eyes closed, now looking at me.

I did as I was told, I started wanking his cock. I held it tightly in my hand, and I stroked it up and down. I was so close to him that I could hear him moaning quietly as I did it.

What the fuck was happening? How was I actually wanking off? I was holding onto Freddie’s cock and stroking him, the hottest man on the fucking planet. This was insane. I really started to stroke him harder, squeezing his cock and massaging it. I wanted to make him feel so good, wanted him to absolutely love this, so he would want more.

His breathing grew shallower, and he started moaning louder. I was wet as the water ran over me, too. This naked god was so close to me, his thick cock in my hand as I jerked his dick. He moaned louder and louder, and he started fucking his hips into my hand. I was so turned on I did not think I was breathing. The fact that this was happening felt like a dream, a completely insane dream that would never happen, but here it was. I was holding his cock and wanking him, able to look at his beautiful, muscular body as I did, and hear his sexy-as-fuck moans.

Then suddenly he moaned loudly, and I felt his cock twitch, and he shot his cum from it. He was shooting a massive load, and it was being plastered all over me. Streams of cum were shooting from him. I fucking loved it.

“Urghhh fuck”, Freddie moaned.

I kept wanking him, milking his load from him. I wanted every drop, and I didn’t ever want to let go of his dick.

Eventually, he stopped, and he took a deep breath. I let go of his cock, I didn’t want to, but I knew it was over, and I didn’t want him to freak out, so I let go of him and stepped back. I was wet from the shower, and his cum.

He didn’t look at me as he rinsed himself under the water. Then he turned the shower off and dried himself with his towel. He stepped out of the shower and, without looking at me at all, walked past me, still completely naked.

I stood still, almost not daring to move.

When he had passed me, and I knew he was in the changing room, I grabbed at my trousers, pulling my hard cock out and wanking it. I was so fucking horny. I smelt my hand, the hand that had just wanked the hottest guy I had ever seen, and I scooped up some of his cum that was on my hand and put it in my mouth, swallowing it. I felt my orgasm build, tasting Freddie’s sweet cum in my mouth was too much.

I shot a huge load as I collapsed onto the floor. My cum was shooting everywhere.

The most intense orgasm I had ever had.

Fuck, this man was everything to me.