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Subject: After Turning Sixteen 3 After Turning Sixteen 3 Please donate to Nifty and I answer all my emails hoo. This chapter is for everyone who has sent me an email to continue this story. I am also working on chapters about “Big Steve” who is in contact with me and trying to decide whether to work first on “Alyssa, Dad, and Me” or “Cedric The Conservative Canadian Civil Servant” which is magicorealistic and partially based on a comic book story, some of you will know. Back to “Sixteen”. I had looked at myself in the mirror after hearing Dad’s life story. I had stripped naked and couldn’t quite figure out what my Dad meant when he called me beautiful. I mean, I was tall, muscular, and red-headed with a big cock, as I now knew. At 16 I was at the age of consent so I could have sex legally and people could have sex with me legally. Yet, did I want that? Yeah, I did. I had loved the feel of Dad naked against my naked body and him jerking me off twice. And I realized my Dad was hot. When he talked about modeling I believed him. But what kind of modeling? Magazines and fashion or something else? Hmm. There was more to his story than he was telling me I decided. And I wanted to have more to my story as well. I waited several days for Dad to talk to me again. To compensate I started to look at people at my high school as sexual partners. There were some that were pretty hot and developed. And I started to notice that I was being checked out as well. I don’t think I had ever noticed that before! Well, coming of age was more interesting than I had thought it would be! I noticed young women scoping me out, but I wondered if they actually did anything but look and maybe kiss. Still, that would be nice. I wouldn’t say no to that. But I was looking harder at the young guys studying me. Hmm again. Like my Dad, I was on the basketball team, but was not a starter. I didn’t have his talent or drive. But I liked some of my teammates and some of them were fun to be with and laugh with. However, I liked my academic time more than my sports time. Unbelievable you might say. Well, I just happen to like learning. And I noticed that some of my nerd friends (yes, I admit to being a nerd as you learned in the last chapter) were scoping me out as much as the popular women and the athletes! And this was both guys and gals. Ok, I’m a bit taken aback. Time to talk to Dad, even briefly. I got him aside a couple of evenings later and simply said, “I have to talk”. He smiled sadly again and seemed to know what I needed to talk about. I tried to explain to Dad what was going on at the High School and how all these people, both guys and gals seemed to be interested in me, now that I was paying attention to them. If anything, his smile was even sadder. He gave me a long hug of support. And of course I started to get hard, feeling his body against mine. Sixteen once again. He felt that and said, “OK, that settles it. I’ll fudge your entrance to my gyms, since you’re supposed to be 18 instead of 16 at both. It is time for you to explore a bit, but safely, and on your terms, with men. For women, I may call in some favors.” And he studied me sadly again, “Jean-Luc, be careful. Take things slowly at first. Try to think with your brain as well as your cock.” Ouch. And I resolved then to follow his advice as much as I could. But being sixteen, yeah, you all have heard that one before! It was only a few days later that Dad took me to the gym where he worked out to keep up his body for coaching (and modeling?). Dad set me up with a personal trainer he liked. This guy was really serious. He put me through my paces to see where I was and what I could do and şişli travesti couldn’t do. He liked certain things about my body and my shape and complimented me. He liked my flexibility. But it was obvious he thought I could do better and be better. He asked about what sports I did. When I said basketball, he started to develop a plan for me. I tried to explain that I just did basketball for fun and because my Dad was a coach. His frown of displeasure made me stop in mid-sentence. I looked at this guy much harder. He was quite a bit shorter than me, but he was �ber-ripped. He could probably take me down in a second. The thighs and the arms. Yeah, tree trunks. And he asked me quite seriously then, “Why don’t you want to be the best you can be in basketball? Why not work out to be stronger and quicker and work on your physical skills to maybe shoot better, too? Why not help your Dad as a coach with your play?” Damn, he hit me hard then. I considered him very carefully then and didn’t answer at first. Finally I said, “Do you think I could be good enough, fast enough, and shoot accurately enough to help my Dad?” This time I got a smile. His answer was clear. “You don’t know until you try.” All right. Totally honest. OK, I knew I had been manipulated. But this was a good thing, I decided. I decided to give this guy and the new workouts a try for Dad. The trainer saw my resolution and put me to work. The gay gym took a few more days. To be honest I was freaked out about going there. I had done nothing much with anybody. I did like my body, which was getting stronger after working out at Dad’s workout gym, but sex? I loved my hands around my cock. I loved porn and a jack off. My Dad had given me my first experience of anything like sex. I knew the gay gym would be very different and a revelation. My Dad could tell how nervous I was about this. He took me into his arms, and didn’t he feel good there! He told me to breathe, to take the visit slowly and learn and enjoy. He said what I would learn would work with anybody. Well, ok. Dad finally dropped me off at the gay gym. I signed in and showed my forged ID card. So far, so good. I knew I was supposed to meet Gio for my next training. I finally found his office after wandering around. While Jack at the workout gym had been quite intimidating at first, Gio was sort of the opposite. Frankly, he was beautiful. He was again shorter than I was, but his body was sculpted like a Greek statue, and his dyed blond hair didn’t distract from his facial beauty either. He looked me over and closed and locked his office door. He took me back into a room with a massage table and told me to strip. After so many things changing my life I didn’t hesitate for a second in getting naked for Gio. He studied me quite closely and asked about my training with Jack. I was surprised that the trainers were in the same loop, although I guess I shouldn’t have been knowing my Dad. I explained the training as well as I could to Gio. He nodded and was pleased. He said, “Well that training will only make you more attractive. That will work.” Forgive my language, but I thought WTF? Gio saw my expression and laughed out loud at me. “Gianluca, you have no idea how hot you are?” Well, no. He laughed again. “Well, it is time to start your training as a lover since you will be one.” Gio was quite patient with me, thank goodness. He soon realized I was as close to a virgin in sex as possible. He got naked with me, showing off his amazing body completely. He then said, “You must pretend to make love to my body and give me pleasure before you may have your own pleasure which we would share together as one.” beylikdüzü travesti Well, I wasn’t sure about what he meant. But I did try to touch Gio in ways he would react to. He was a good teacher. He let me know when I touched him in the right way and places quite verbally. I couldn’t help myself. I started to get hard when he reacted well. I wanted to touch his cock, but he wouldn’t let me yet. “Not yet”, he said. “You must learn all about your lover’s body and what they love before going for the sex organ”. At this point, I knew I was over my head. Gio saw my expression and laughed. “Gianluca, this is only the first lesson of many. And you will learn.” He looked at me a bit sadly. “If you are going into the business your Dad and I are in, you will need to learn very much.” I thought, WTF, again! “I do promise to let you cum in this session, but maybe not in other sessions. There are many, many, lessons for you to learn.” Suddenly, I decided I didn’t like what I was hearing. I felt like I was being patronized. I looked quite hard and intensely at Gio. Yes, he was beautiful and quite sexy. I did want something from him. But not the right moment for that, was it? I then touched him as sensually as I knew how, trying to elicit reactions from him. It worked. I finally saw him get hard and his body tense up from my ministrations. At the end of my lesson time, I stopped touching him and stood up from him, panting a bit and hard. He stood up as well and nodded at me. “Yes, you’ll be good to even excellent.” He let me get dressed and I went back outside to be picked up by Dad. Let’s be honest. I was so horny at this point and pumped up from my trainers that I just wanted to cum buckets. But, despite being 16, I left off and only edged enough to cum just enough to have more cum. I could tell my Dad approved of my regimen. Let’s be honest. I was being trained by two experts my Dad set up for me. I admired my Dad intensely. And I knew I was changing. Growing into what I was unsure, but it did seem to be a good thing. And please don’t think I was not involved in schoolwork and classes. I really enjoyed most of them, even with the less gifted teachers. And I was very conscious of my high school classmates scoping me out for action with me. All of this was enough for me to sleep well and start to eat better with my Dad’s new diet for me. What a crazy time it was! Jack continued to work with me on being a better basketball player. I hadn’t realized at first it but the gym where he worked had basketball courts as well as so many other facilities. He soon started to schedule our training time for times when we could get part of a court free, just for us. And he started to include time on the court with me as part of our sessions. He would give me the ball and guard me very closely, even bumping me with his big body, especially when I tried to shoot. He deliberately tried to get me off balance then since I was so much taller than him. With my newly stronger body, I figured out how to bump him back, just enough, so that I could lean back and get my shot off. He also had me working on dribbling around him to get my shot off. As he said, I had to learn how to do this with guys who were bigger and much taller than I was. Truth. And all of the practice with shooting meant I got much better at that, too. Instead of 50% accuracy, I was now at 80% or more. Probably the moment when I felt like I really was learning was when Jack set me up with the gym’s team for a scrimmage. I got chosen last, of course, for the practice. And I had to be a “skin” instead of “shirt”. Well no modesty anymore about that! I could see that my team was istanbul travesti trying to figure out what this young dude could do. I decided to show off my new skills a bit. When I got the ball I used new passing skills to set up teammates for easy shots. And when I got the ball I used new skills to set myself up for easy shots that all went in. When the scrimmage was over, I got hugs and high fives from my teammates, which made me plump up a bit since they were shirtless and pretty hot and much older than me! I got offers to play with the gym team then! I was taken aback by that and said I would have to think about it! I asked Jack about that and, to my surprise, he laughed out loud. “Do what you want John Luke”, he said. Just don’t overcommit since you’re in high school and playing with your high school team.” Oh yeah. I did owe first loyalty to that team, didn’t I? I guessed I would have to start showing that team what I could now do, too, wouldn’t I? As for my other training, Gio took it slow. He had me work him over only and didn’t touch me for what seemed like the longest time. He insisted I had to please my partner, again implying that women as well as men needed to be pleased. He worked on my stroking technique, taught me massage, including how to stroke his hard cock as well as his back, feet, legs, and glutes. He worked on my kissing, showing me how an expert does it. I got so hard from that that I oozed cum into my briefs, which was all he would allow me to wear in our sessions. I knew the next step in our sessions would be very tough on trying not to cum, which was another of his lessons. He insisted that I keep a record of when I came and how much, including from a wet dream! He wanted me to control my cumming so that I could cum on demand, saying this would be part of my work if I did go into the business he and my Dad were in! Well, no sixteen year old wants to hear that! But he did say I should cum fully every third day. Finally something I was glad to hear. But to make it more difficult he gave me links to videos I should watch when jacking off. When I realized he was the star in the first video I watched, getting fucked, I lost it in seconds! Damn him! I stormed into practice the next day not sure of what I was going to say. Gio stopped me in my tracks and made a sign to wait. Extremely reluctantly I agreed. I mean, he was the professional and training me after all. He stripped us both and I saw he was as hard as I was. He approached me and took me into his arms and deep kissed me. But then he said, “You may not cum yet.” He continued to rub his body against mine and our cocks slapped together and I felt his pubic hair against mine! I had to work as hard as I had ever worked (pun intended) not to cum from his super hot frotting of me with his beautiful body, but barely managed it. He finally relented and suddenly fell to his knees and took my cock into his mouth and throat and deep throated me! I went weak in the knees then. I had never felt anything like that in my life! He came off me briefly to say I could cum now and then went back down on me. Well, damn again! I looked down to see this beautiful man with my huge cock swallowed to the root as he made sucking and gagging noises! Way too soon I knew I would be filling him with my cum! I held out longer than I expected but Gio redoubled his efforts. He was just too good! Soon, I came and came and came! Even Gio had a hard time containing it all! Eventually I stopped and he rose to his feet and then kissed me, sharing some of my cum! Damn if that didn’t make me hard again. Gio noticed and laughed. “You’re a natural for the business”, he said. And then he winked at me and said the next lesson would be 69 instruction. He laughed at my expression and then spanked my naked butt gently and told me to get dressed and not to cum before our next session in two days. Easy for him to say! To be continued.

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