Carl used to run middle distance track & field events at the international level. In fact, he ran in the Sydney and Athens Olympics winning bronze and silver medals, respectively, in the 1500M event's. Carl was a strapping Black man, from a working class neighborhood in the outskirts of Chicago. A perfect 6 foot specimen with thunderous thighs, and a well-sculpted upper body. He ran like a gazelle back in his heyday, and back then, his huge package was showing prominently in his running tights, swinging side to side as he ran his heart out.
Carl was a race horse on the track, but he was quite the stud in his free time. Every gay athlete from all over the world wanted a taste of that huge dick bouncing around so evidently and proudly as Carl wasn’t shy to show it off. Carl was happy to spread his seed throughout the Olympic village, his favorites were the gymnasts and the divers. The flexibility of their well-trained bodies always made for fantastic fucks.
Now in his mid-40’s, Carl was still quite a catch. Long retired from his own career, he took a job as a Track & Field coach with UCLA, and yes, with all of these university boys around him, not only from UCLA, Carl had a stable of hot young men in at his beck and call. His ten inches of beauty was well-known in the whisperings between the gay athletes.
As Carl had been watching the Paris Olympics in the last week, his cock began to rise and rage watching these guys give their all to win a medal and earn the glory that comes along with such an honor. While many of these athletes caught his attention there was one Mexican diver who’d won a bronze medal in the springboard diving competition that made his cock hard as brick.
He was in mid-stroke when the idea popped into his mind to hold his own Olympic competition. Carl selected three of the best bottoms he’d fucked recently to compete for the gold medal of bareback cock riding. Over three successive days, Carl would lie on his back, his arms crossed above his head, cock at full mast, and each bottom would ride him to completion. They would score points for best landing, riding technique, dismount, and orgasm intensify. The winner would receive not only a gold medal around his neck, but would be Carl’s go-to fuck toy for the rest of the year.
Carl selected three of the very best. Ryan was a 21-year old USC student on the gymnastics team. His specialty was the pommel horse which required tremendous arm strength. Ryan was a jacked, fair-skinned Irish boy from Iowa, only 5’6”, not a hair on his body except under his arms and crotch. His ass was the perfect peach that every bottom wished for. Ryan’s pink hole was especially tight as his workouts and school schedules kept him from fucking around too much. Thats why he enjoyed Carl drilling him hard and deep when time permitted, it held him over until the urge came back again.
His second bottom was a Peruvian diver from UCLA, Andrea. Even more compact than Ryan, only 5’4”, 145 pounds, Andrea was ripped, brown glistening skin, a dimpled smile that showed off his perfectly white teeth and warm brown eyes. Carl would fuck him for hours, keeping his eyes fixated on Andrea’s face which displayed so much joy with every deep thrust. A perky butt for sure, Carl’s palms fit perfectly around each butt cheek.
The third competitor would be Nico, one of Carl’s charges on the UCLA team. Nico was a fast Italian boy, running 100 and 200 meter races, his leg muscles were tree trunks. Nico was a hairy guy, dark chest hair always sprouting through the U line of his tights, an ample bulge, but it was that round, hard, hairy ass that Carl liked most. Carl liked to back his ass right up on Carl’s cock and use those leg muscles to bounce back like a trampoline.
Now that the competitors were on board and in place, Carl arranged for each of them to come to his place over the next three consecutive night. Carl would score each category on a scale of 1-3, 3 being the best, in each of the four categories. The highest scorer would win first rights to his cock until Dec 31st, 2024.
On night one, at 8pm, Carl unlocked his front door and laid naked on his back, hands clasped behind him as his cock throbbed in anticipation of Ryan’s arrival. Carl had coated his cock with plenty of lube so there would not be any reason to interfere with the competition.
Ryan stripped in the living room and began to somersault his entry into the bedroom, in a tight white jockstrap. He followed this with a handstand and backflip onto the bed, sticking a landing with one foot on each side of Carl. Ryan lowered himself straining those thighs until his ass ring connected with Carl’s dick. Ryan lowered his back to the mattress, the tip of Carl’s dick still inserted, and then Ryan raised his back upward, taking more inches of Carl’s cock inside him unti he was upright and fully impaled. Tgat would be difficult to beat, Carl thought.
Pressing his hands onto Carl’s pecs, Ryan lined his hips up and down, sliding and gliding, full strokes from tip to base, squeezing his rectum in every down stroke. Ryan’s cock riding technique was full of flair, throwing his hips into it, deep moans, and an almost ballet like motion as he bal bed himself with his hands. Ryan increased the speed of his movements, feeling Carl’s impressive hardness fill him inside. Carl enjoyed watching Ryan ride him, but eventually, he closed his eyes tightly, his muscles tensed and Ryan used the muscles in his ass to squeeze down onto Carl’s cock. Carl began to growl like a savage beast as Ryan was no riding his cock like a whirling dervish. Carl couldn’t hold back any longer and groaning on the utmost pleasure, releasing his seed into Ryan’s love canal in rapid fire. Letting Carl experience the full spectrum of his orgasm, he pushed off gracefully, and dismounted to the carpet with a perfect landing. Carl calculated a tally of 8 points , 3 for initial landing and 3 for orgasm intensity, but only 1’s for riding style and dismount. Not too bad for gold medal contention, but definitely an opportunity for the remaining contestants to do better.
