Archive-name: FirstGay/ftg430.txt
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Archive-title: Chad


      I was fifteen and on the swim team.  I knew I liked
boys, but I didn't know what to do about it.  I just knew that
I had to hide the hard-ons I'd get in the shower around all
those cute swimmer bodies.  There was one boy, Chad, who I
particularly liked, and he seemed to return the heat I was
giving off through my shyness.
      One day, Chad came up to me and said, "You know, I've
been watching you swim, and you'd do a lot better if you were
looser.  A guy I know showed me some relaxation exercises--you
want to try them?"
      Well, of course, I did, so Chad had me meet him at his
house one afternoon when no one else was home.  He had me lie
down on his bed, and he held up a large glass prism on a
string, the kind the light shines through and breaks into
rainbow colors on the other side.  Chad told me to concentrate
on the prism and listen to his voice.  I thought this was all
kind of silly, but I did as I was told.  As Chad talked slowly
and softly I found myself relaxing and my eyes closing.  Soon,
even though I thought I could get up and walk away at any
time, my body felt completely relaxed and I was totally
concentrating on Chad's voice.
      "Now, John, I want you to imagine yourself swimming the
best race of your life," Chad said.  "You are feeling very
strong, and your strokes come easily.  You are gliding through
the water, and you are way ahead of all the other swimmers.
Now, when I tell you to, I want you to get up and show me how
well you can swim when you're completely relaxed.  You'll take
off your clothes and swim without a suit, because no one else
is around, and you'll feel terrific."
      It went just as Chad had said.  I got up, stripped, and
dove in the pool.  It felt wonderful, and I was truly swimming
the best I ever had.  I climbed out of the pool to see Chad
beaming at me.  "You see," he said.  "It works!  Now, the guy
showed me one other thing.  You want to try it?"
      At that point I was willing to try anything, especially
for hunky Chad!  Chad had me dry off and stretch out on a deck
chair, still nude.  He told me to close my eyes, and go back
into my
deeply relaxed state.  I did as I was told.
      Then, Chad said, "Now, part of great athletic
performance is sexual energy.  Tell me truthfully, have you
ever had sex with anyone but yourself."
      I shook my head.  Chad continued, "Good.  I want you to
think of your body as an energy field, and I want you to move
all of your energy to your cock and balls.  Concentrate on
doing that, on letting it all flow to your crotch."
      It didn't take much work to do that.  Soon, my cock was
harder than it had ever been.
      "Now, when I touch your cock and balls, I want you to
let all that energy back into your body as sexual energy, and
open your eyes.  Do you understand?"
      I shuddered and nodded.  There was a pause.  It seemed
like an eternity.  Suddenly, I felt a warm, wet feeling on my
cock, while a hand cupped my balls.  The energy shot through
me like a bolt of electricity.  My eyes popped open to see
Chad, naked, sucking my cock.  I was wild with passion.  Chad
quickly swung around, and his seven incher slipped easily into
my mouth.  Within seconds, we both had sweet loads from the
other's balls.
      I never became a champion swimmer, but Chad and I sure
became champions at sex.

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