Old School Physio

This was 2015 and I had really become involved in tennis. I was 20 and joined an old tennis club that was known for good player development. My girlfriend at the time played tennis too but was not a member so we played together sometimes on public courts.

I went to the club in the evenings mainly during the week and saw her on weekends. I developed a nagging shoulder issue from playing and started seeing a physiotherapist who worked at the club for treatment. The physiotherapist Alan was a tall lean middle aged man with greased back hair,strong arms and a friendly direct manner. He would perform adjustments on me in a treatment room usually after I played. After a couple months my shoulder was much better.

I was very appreciative of what he did for me. He had told me he loved scotch in one of our conversations so I bought him an expensive bottle. One Friday evening I was at the club and brought the bottle with me to give to him. My girlfriend had a bad cold and was sick in bed at her place.

The guy I played that night played a good match but I won. I went to the changeroom which adjoined Al's treatment room and office. He was in there alone and I happily presented him the bottle. He was surprised and thanked me profusely. He then said why didn't we open it and share some drinks together as he did not want to drink it alone. I said sure you mean here? Al smiled and said it would be better at his apartment. I thought he meant somewhere outside the club but it turned out his apartment was in a small older building on the club property that he had lived in for years. I said sure and I followed him to his place. Once there in his small living room he opened the bottle and we had a couple shots each of the whiskey. It burned a bit but it was good stuff. I was still in my tennis shorts as I usually showered at home. I felt a deepening warm glow from the booze. I took a 3rd shot and felt a little tipsy. Suddenly I felt a cramp coming on in my shoulder. I stood up and tried to stretch it. Al quickly got up to help. He got behind me and made a quick adjustment and the cramp eased. He was standing close behind me and his crotch was against my bum. I could feel that he had an erection. The way he was close to me and nestled in the cheeks of my ass started turning me on. My own cock got hard. I told him to hold me closer. There was a long quiet moment."What are you thinking?" Al said softly."All kinds of bad things" I replied. Al pressed harder against me." Tell me" he said. I told him in a voice that became husky and seductive." The main one is for you to pull my shorts down and take me right on the carpet here". " Are you sure? " he said. I said yes." I will be gentle" he assured me. I heard him go to another room. My heart was pounding as he returned. He pulled my shorts down and briefs. I got on all fours like a dog. His finger was wet with some liquid probably lube. He gently fingered my tight hole. I heard his pants drop. Then the head if his cock pushed against my asshole slowly. I was tight but my horniness and the booze slowly opened my hole up. His cock pushed in giving me pain ar first then as he went in deeper and deeper the pain was mixed with a new pleasure. He finally was in all the way and began pumping in and out of me. I told him I loved how his cock felt inside me. He pounded me for maybe 10 minutes or so then his body began shaking and he told me" I'm gonna cum". That made me feel like l was now his to have sexually any time he wanted. In that moment I later realized I became his boyfriend. He blew inside of me and my own cock spurted cum all over his carpet. He finished up then he cleaned up the area a bit.

I ended up in his bed later with his mouth giving me another orgasm. That weekend I never left his apartment and we had sex twice more. Sometimes he had to do some physio with other tennis players and I used the time to cook for him.

Our relationship progressed from here. I broke up with my girlfriend and instead I was now in his bed regularly. It has been 10 years and we always have sex in the bed now no more on the floor stuff. We go on vacations together and in private are a couple. At the club people are aware we are together but we don't kiss or anything in public only in private.

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