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Going for Gold..
...And so, the olympic,
"Mens 40's and over, wanking to climax"
event drew ever closer..
The five men stood naked in the stadium, their hands tied with
red lace behind their backs, blindfolded and wired up to voice
mic's to capture the moment of their release..
Five olympians to be;
toned,
tanned,
and waiting patiently..
Their cocks were of various size, all uncut, all very limp, all
five heads were sleeping on a nest of pubic hair, their sacs
drooped but even at rest they looked full.
You see,
television required a full flow not a dribble, so training
required at least one months abstinence, the mats to capture the
winners essence were placed two feet from their bodies,
don't hit the mat? you don't win, simple really,
Rules are rules..
stay limp,
twitch before the gun,
disqualified.
The audience murmurings grew louder as the women, picked earlier
from the crowd walked in..
all dressed in black pencil skirts and white blouses, short
sleeved, slim, made their way slowly in practised formation,
lining up in front of the first random naked man in the line so
eventually all had one man in front of them.
The women smiled and waved to the crowd some to their husbands
or boyfriends in the audience before kneeling beside the men,
facing them side on, a cushion was provided for tired knees to
be, their hands in their laps.
They waited patiently..
Rules are rules..
hands only
and not before the starters gun.
Hushed silence fell amongst the crowd, all was ready, the men
were sweating, breathing steady but faster than normal,
concentrating on not rising to soon.
The cameras zoomed in on each mans cock, big screens around the
arena showing it live to the nation.
The man with the gun got into position
rose his arm
and...
fired!
The womens hands flew up and grasped at the sleeping cocks,
there fingers wrapped around awakening shafts, foreskin being
pulled back and forth,
two of the women groped their bums too, fingers delving into find
that prostrate of pleasure whilst they worked over their cock
they had been given, two others where squeezing their balls,
trying to extract the winning flow by force.
The last woman,
had other ideas..
as she rubbed him hard with one hand her other was away,
under her dress her legs parting, skirt rose up revealing blue
lace, the crowd cheered as the cameraman zoomed in capturing her
fingers as they danced, the blue becoming visibly darker where
she tango'd..
Rules were rules..
the men had to stand upright
no falling at the point of climax
legs slightly apart was all that was allowed.
The women worked at there own pace, some fast in technique,
some slower.
The cocks were by now hard, leaking fluid, there breathing
became faster, the crowd hushed, watching their sacs firm up
swaying underneath with each hand stroke, one woman began
spanking his bum hard, urging him onwards to the finish line
before returning her fingers to the crease in his ass..
The woman at the end almost lost her grip on the guys shaft
as she climaxed into her now very wet blue panties,
the crowd clapped in appreciation as the cameras zoomed in,
flushed red she pulled her skirt to a sensible length
protecting her modesty, that was now on every television screen
on replay by every young male practising for such a future
event..
The second guy in the row, was struggling to stand up his
breathing was now erratic, being heard all around the stadium.
Silence fell..
His bum clenched around the womans inserted finger.
her pumping had been fast, but was now steady in rhythmic beats
as he shouted out, his thighs shook, his hands still bound,
clenched into fists, his chest running in in sweat,
it was all too much for him..
He climaxed..
The crowd cheered as a deep bellowing cry echoed the start,his
body tensed then jerked the first volley out over the mat!, her
aim was off, such was his obvious excitment, she gripped tighter
now, aiming his cock at the mat, the second landed, her job done
as she patted his bum and stroked his thighs,praising his
glorious effort.
The judges standing a little way off checking the mat before
raising the the white flag to signal the winner.
The other contestants were not far behind as a cacophony of
climaxing cries could be heard as each fired out there all, with
one guy falling to his knees in exhaustion and defeat, his cock
still flowing...
And so the summer games concluded..
Bronze
silver
gold
handed out to three naked men standing proud on their podiums.
their medals hanging down from around their..
Oh,
you can imagine the rest...
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