By the time I got back to my room, Charles was fast asleep. I also decided to crash while reminiscing about my successful day. On the first full day of rowing camp, I'd convinced five of my teammates to submit to my cock, and now I only had three left: Damion, the tall, cocky Irishman; Dario, the sexy blond-haired stud from Italy; and Charles, my tall and studly German roommate.
Early the next morning at our 6 a.m. practice, I exerted more dominance over our squad. As I barked orders, I found that most of the guys listened to me right away. Although Juan, Erick, and Diego all seemed a bit sluggish from the night before, they whipped into action whenever I barked a command. All in all, our team was improving as the crew listened attentively to their captain and cocky coxswain.
After our morning practice, all of the team headed to the weight room, except for Dario. He told us that he'd pulled his shoulder muscle, was in a lot of pain, and needed to go to the medic.
"Nonsense," I told him. "You don't need the medic—just a massage and ice bath. I'll help you."
Dario seemed a bit caught off guard, but also agreed that it made more sense to handle this quickly than waste time going to the medic. "Okay," he said.
As the rest of our teammates went to go lift weights, Dario and I went back to the training area, where I asked him to take off his shirt. This was my first time seeing this blond-haired, blue-eyed Italian stud shirtless. At 6'4", he was exactly the same height as Charles and stood almost a foot taller than my 5'5". Dario also had tanned, bronze skin from growing up in southern Italy that glistened in the light of the trainer's room.
"Go ahead and lie down on the table," I told him, "I'll start your massage."
Dario consented to my request and lied down in nothing but his rowing trou. With only a thin layer of lycra, I could tell that Dario had a nicely thick and decent-sized cock about 4 inches soft. As I checked out this sexy stud lying face-up on the trainer's table, Dario just relaxed, closed his eyes, and let me start massaging his injured shoulder.
For the next 10 minutes, I rubbed Dario's shoulder and helped him relax. But he still seemed tense, so I suggested that a full body massage might help him out more. As I grabbed some trainers' oil, I told Dario to turn over and take off his trou. He seemed a bit surprised but went ahead and did what I said. And for the first time without any lycra, I got a prolonged view of Dario's incredible, bubble-shaped Italian ass.
And what an ass it was! Curving like a Ferrari, it was nice and plump but still toned and full of muscle, just like the rest of Darrio's body. It was also a golden-tan color like the rest of his body, which made me realize that Dario had no problem being naked outside. With his sun-scorched hair, gorgeous face, and sizable uncut dick, I'm sure he had no trouble getting the girls (or guys) begging to get fucked by him back home.
When I saw Dario's ass on the trainer's massage table, I knew right then that I wanted to fuck him. And as I took the oil and started massaging his back and shoulders, I decided that he'd be the first stud on my rowing team to feel my massive man-meat deep inside him.
*
For the next 20 minutes, I gave Dario a completely professional deep-tissue massage. He loved every second of it and started to truly relax. Although I focused on his shoulder, I also massaged his back, legs, and feet. And eventually, I even started massaging his glutes. Dario was so relaxed by this point that he didn't say a thing as I laid my hands on one of the most perfect asses in the world. And slowly but surely, I started applying more pressure to give his Italian ass a firm deep-tissue massage.
"Ughhhhhhh," he moaned.
"Does that feel good?" I whispered.
"Mmmmmmmmhmmmmmmmmm."
"I'm glad," I said. "But let's take a break—it's time for your ice bath."
Dario seemed a bit disappointed to be done with the massage, but he also obeyed my advice. As Dario rolled over while fully naked, I noticed his uncovered cock for the first time. Instead of the 4-inch softie that was covered by his lycra before, Dario's dick had fluffed up quite a bit and was now around 5.5-inches semi-erect. This boy had definitely enjoyed me touching his ass, which I took note of for the future.
As Dario stood naked with his semi-erect cock, I started preparing the ice bath by dumping ice into the tub. "Go ahead and step in," I told him. Dario shivered at first, but eventually got used to the freezing water and fully immersed himself and his shoulder in the tub.
We waited for a couple minutes before I told Dario that it was time to exit the tub. He stood up slowly and looked a bit embarrassed, and I looked down to see why. Whereas Dario's dick before the tub had looked fairly sizable, he now suffered from major shrinkage. Thanks to the ice-cold bath, his penis was had shriveled to less than 3 inches—small and tight against his balls.
As Dario put his hands in front of his now-modest boy penis to hide it from view, I told him not to worry about it. "That happens to everyone in the ice bath."
I then suggested that we head to the sauna. "Going from cold to hot is the best way to fix your shoulder," I said.
Dario took my advice as we both walked to the sauna. Once there, I handed him a towel to sit on and started stripping off my clothes. Dario was surprised that I was getting naked too, but I told him that I would join him in the sauna to keep monitoring his shoulder.
As I stripped off my shirt and shorts, Dario looked down at my whitie tighties. Just like the other guys had done the day before, Dario couldn't help but stare at the obscene-looking bulge in my shorts. And while facing him directly, I pulled down my underwear inch-by-inch to reveal my mammoth cock.
