The Gym Teacher Invited Me to Cook for Him

I had moved in with Darío in mid-March, though that was years ago now. I had just finished school. I was a nineteen-year-old kid, skinny, very horny and, why deny it, pretty much a little slut.

Darío was a physical education teacher. I’d met him, of course, at school. He wasn’t terribly tall. He had eyes of an undefined color, somewhere between green and gray, and a short beard always neatly trimmed. Medium-sized hands, long, slender fingers.

I’m not really sure what he liked about me. Maybe that I was very feminine and it showed a mile away. My blue eyes, the way I moved. The thing is, one day or another, we ran into each other outside school. I don’t even remember why.

Right away we went for ice cream like two old friends, like an uncle with his nephew. It drove me crazy with lust. He told me he’d separated a few months earlier, that he wasn’t seeing anyone. I found him very attractive, and the number of erections I had that afternoon was countless. He must have noticed, surely, but we didn’t make any move. We just talked for a while and then said goodbye.

A few days passed and we ran into each other again, almost by chance, at a neighborhood bar. As soon as I saw him in that blue polo shirt, his chest muscles defined, beige shorts outlining his bulge and which I looked at somewhat discreetly, I melted completely. He was a full-grown man, and back then I thought he must have women drooling over him at every step. That he’d never look at a boy with feminine gestures, at someone who still hadn’t found his way.

—So how have you been these days? —he asked while drinking his coffee.

—Good, good… —I said, shyly.

—And what were you going to keep studying? I don’t remember, if you told me.

—I wanted, maybe, to do a culinary degree. I love cooking, I’m very good at it —I said with a certain air of superiority, smiling.

—Ah, well, then you’re going to have to cook for me one of these days —he said, showing off his perfect teeth.

We went for a walk along the waterfront. There he told me about his fights with his ex. About how he’d started to like being with young guys. He said it just like that, straight out: young boys. And on top of that he threw in: “a young boy like you.” I think the color rushed to my face. A huge moon suddenly appeared over the water, and we blended in with the people strolling around there, relaxed and chatty.

We took a long lap and said goodbye again, but this time setting plans for the next day. I’d go to his apartment and cook him something.

I was really, really horny. Nervous, anxious, but above all phenomenally turned on. The date was for early evening. The hours felt endless until the moment finally came. Off I went, dressed simple: shorts, a T-shirt, nothing else. And underneath, a gorgeous thong I’d bought those days and still hadn’t worn. I’d taken a long shower, working over every inch of my body.

At the exact time I rang the bell and Darío opened the door, smiling. Dressed simply too, with the day’s unshaven beard. It looked outrageously erotic on him. I wanted to eat him right there. He let me in. I’d never been in that house. It was big, comfortable. The balcony doors were open and there was a light breeze making the curtains dance.

—Your apartment is beautiful… —I commented.

—Thanks. Come this way, I’ll show you around a bit —he took me to see every room, and when we finished we went to the kitchen. That’s where I got down to business.

He ate me up with his eyes. I noticed, and I moved my hips a little whenever the moment called for it. He drank a drink he’d made for himself, sitting on one of the stools. The place was spacious and tidy. I prepared something quick and tasty.

—That was delicious, Luca, seriously. It’s been a long time since I ate something that good. Congratulations —he said, touching my shoulder. We were very close, and his feet kept bumping against mine again and again.

—Thanks. I’m still learning, but I put in the effort and the passion —I said, proud of myself.

—So everything you do with passion comes out well.

—I try. Don’t you? —I shot back, knowing perfectly well where this was going.

—Of course. When I like something, I try to do it well. To make it obvious, to leave no doubt, to put everything into it. The passion, the desire, the fire. Otherwise I wouldn’t be like this since you got here. Since I opened that door I can hardly walk. Look. Come here, let’s go to the couch. Come here and look at what you’re causing.

We moved to the couch, wide and comfortable. You could see the hardness between his legs. The bulge throbbing there, ready for me.

***

He pulled his shorts down, looking at me. His cock was throbbing through the fabric of his briefs. He took off his T-shirt and showed his broad, virile chest, with erect nipples. I couldn’t believe my eyes. I started moving without him saying anything, just with that look on me. I took off my T-shirt. My nipples were puffy too, standing up, so hard they almost hurt.

—Ugh, Luca, what a body you’ve got. Give me more, show me, don’t be shy —he muttered barely, with a rough, brutal horny rasp.

I took off my shorts. When he saw my thong, my big, fleshy ass, his face changed completely. He swallowed hard. He took off his briefs and finally his cock was free: thick, long, hard as a rock, pulsing. He caressed my body in an imaginary dance until he asked me to come closer.

Darío’s balls were big, not a single hair, round, tempting. I turned around in front of him, offering him my ass. He caressed it, squeezed my cheeks. Without taking off my thong, he kissed them and ran his rough tongue over them, endless, making me pant.

—What a slut you are, Luca. I love that you’re like this. Ahh, I want you so badly… —and like that, slowly, he moved the strip of fabric covering my hole aside and plunged his tongue into it.

His tongue played there for long minutes while he jerked off his cock, eager and veined. Pleasure ran through my whole body. My moans echoed in that place, and his tongue went deeper and deeper, until my entire body became a revolution of hormones.

Then he grabbed my hips, turned me around, and with a sigh like a madman he took my cock into his mouth. He had it rock hard, ready to blow any second. While he sucked me, he jerked himself off wildly, growling, until I started coming in his mouth. He drank it all down without disgust, with excitement, with desire. He cleaned my cock off, and at that moment he started moaning differently, lower, more desperate.

—Ahh, come here, Luca. Come here and I’ll give you my cream. Want it? It’s coming out now, right now… open your mouth —I went to his cock, raised, powerful, and that’s when it started spurting in gushes. His cries mixed with my sighs while I swallowed everything that man gave me.

When he finished, I stayed there for a few moments, savoring that piece that was still rigid and taking its time to soften. Darío was trembling like I’d never seen anyone tremble. It was like an electrical shock, involuntary.

***

We ended up sprawled on the sofa, me over his strong legs, very close to his still swinging cock.

—Luca, you’re such a slut. I like that about you. You’ve got a greedy little mouth. Ahh, you made me cum like I haven’t in ages.

—And you did the same for me. I loved drinking your cream —I said, my eyes sparking and my body still hot, my ass throbbing like at the start.

He looked at me and pulled me toward him to find my mouth. We sucked each other’s tongues nonstop, bit each other’s lips, stole the air from each other in endless kisses.

After a while I needed to go to the bathroom, almost urgently. I got there and he came behind me.

—What are you doing, sweetheart? —he asked.

—I’m pissing —I answered.

—No, no, not like that. Girls like you have to sit down. Sit down, do it for me —he said, and, forcing the stream to stop, I sat down to finish.

I saw him smile, brandishing his hard cock again, maybe turned on by seeing me sitting there like a little woman. Without saying anything, I moved to the bidet and washed myself well. He started touching himself again. He lifted me from there, lowered the toilet lid and made me rest my knees on it. He spread some gel cream over my ass hole —which was already more or less ready to take him— and he started fucking me with babbles and hot sighs.

My moans and contortions turned it into pure bliss. He shoved it deep in me and thrust, pumping wildly. He squeezed my hard nipples, pinched them, never stopping his in-and-out motion. My cock sprang up like a coil and, after a while, I started cumming without even touching it. That’s how insane the pleasure was. He filled my ass with gasps and growls. He bit the back of my neck with the last thrusts. When he pulled his cock out, I stayed there on my knees for a few moments, feeling thick drops of cream fall down.

—What a beauty you are, Luca. You’ve got an amazing ass, you’re perfect. You turn me on way too much. It’s been a while since this happened to me with anyone.

—I like the way you fucked me, Darío. You’re a real stud. I love having you inside me.

—I’m going to give it to you again in a bit. Let me breathe —we left the bathroom. I flopped onto the sofa. He came over, knelt down, kissed me again, long and slow, squeezing my erect nipples. Then he stood up, got a cigarette and started smoking. He offered me one, but I wasn’t up for certain vices yet.

***

When he finished the cigarette, he took my hand and led me to the bedroom.

—Let’s go to bed. Stay with me —we lay down side by side, not touching, not even brushing against each other. Suddenly, in a whisper, he asked me what my first time had been like, if I wanted to tell him about it.

And I, of course, why not. I told him about Esteban, the older brother of a friend, almost ten years older than me. About last summer, when they invited me to spend a few days at a country house. One afternoon, playing in the pool, alone in the house because the others had gone shopping, I looked at his cock as casually as I could. He looked at mine. We caressed each other, touched each other, jerked each other off. Then I sucked his cock, awkwardly, and he licked my ass, and a finger, and two, and the cream, and finally his cock inside me.

That was how the whole summer went. We fucked anywhere we found ourselves alone. The first few times hurt, but I told him I love cocks. And now I’m here, with you.

I don’t really remember how, but we fell asleep. And I don’t know what time it was when I felt something hot entering me from the side. I thought I was dreaming, but no: it was Darío, fucking me hard.

—Just enjoy it, sweetheart. Feel it. It’s all yours —he whispered in my ear while biting it, frantic. He pumped fast, dizzying, and filled my ass with cream again. He stayed inside me for quite a while, throbbing, so much that I think I fell asleep with his cock buried inside me.

Since that day I never left his house again, and that’s been quite a few years now. We went on vacation together. I got a job at a good restaurant and, at home, I cook for him whenever I can. I became what he wanted, and he never stops fucking me. Every chance we get, there I am, impaled on his always-ready cock. I don’t know how long this will last, but I’m enjoying it to the fullest. And that’s what it’s about, right?