Bad End 7 - Training With Zach

"I think he needs one of my special training sessions," Zach says. "Let me take it from here."

You struggle to sit up on the pool float, but Zach plants his wide palm on your chest and pushes you back down. You try to plead with him to let you go, but Zach ignores you. "Will, I think it's time to teach you the virtues of patience and self-control." Zach sits facing you, with his legs either side of your body, and leans forward. "I've been watching you during our work-outs." Some drops of pool water drip from his short spiky hair onto your abs. Zach smiles. "Your problem is that you're always in a hurry. Rushing through your reps. Thinking about the next set of lifts before you've even finished the ones you're doing. That's why you let in so many goals in that game against the Bluefins. You need to slow down. Focus on the whole."

Zach lays his hands on your stomach and slowly moves them down to your cock, which is still tied with twine, thanks to Leo. You try to buck Zach's hands away, but it's no good. Zach takes hold of the twine and tugs down on it, so that it angles your cock straight up into the air. He dips the fingers of his right hand into the pool, then gently grasps your hard cock and starts a slow, deliberate stroking. Up, down, up, down. You continue to struggle against the rope, but Zach's hold on the twine means that your cock and balls stay firmly in his grip. "Relax, Will. You're not going anywhere, and I'm going to take as much time as I want. You might as well enjoy it." He changes his grip, applying more pressure to your cock as he continues wanking you slowly.

Someone turns down the lights and starts playing music over the PA system, but your focus is squarely on what Zach is doing to you, and how damn good it feels. He alternates between different strokes, carefully watching you for signs that you're getting closer to cumming, and slows down whenever he thinks it's necessary. You can feel your arousal building with each cycle of stimulation and relaxation. He's _playing _you. The twine around your cock keeps you hard, trapping the blood in your engorged dick. It's maddening.

You decide to change tack and try to make yourself cum, working with your hips to thrust into his hand, but Zach isn't fooled. "Mmmmph mppph MFFF!" Zach simply smiles, and slows his movements down even more. Now his fingers are dancing over the head of your dick, giving only the lightest touches. You groan into your gag. Still, Zach keeps edging you slowly, mercilessly. Then finally, it feels like you're getting close. Zach looks distracted, and he maintains his original pace of stroking. You can feel your balls tightening, ready to release their pent-up load...

Zach lets go of your dick, and you yell into your gag in frustration. You buck with your hips, hitting nothing but air. You were so close!

"All right, Will, time for a break. We'll continue this session later." And with that, Zach slides into the water, leaving you alone on the pool float with a raging erection and no way to relieve yourself. You're so fucked.

After some time, Zach returns, and starts all over again. He brings you to the edge again - and leaves you frustrated again. And again. And again. After four or five cycles of edging, he finally decides to let you cum. It's the most intense cum you've had in a long, long time. You yell into your gag as you finally release your load all over Zach's hand and over your chest and abs, drawing a huge cheer from the team watching the two of you from the poolside. Zach sits back, tired and sweaty. You struggle weakly, looking at Zach to see if he'll untie you, but he shakes his head.

"What, you thought we were done here? Will, that was just the first round." Zach smiles, while you glare at him. "We're going to take a short break, have some cake, and then we'll continue the second part of your training..."

THE END