Date: Wed, 2 Mar 2016 14:12:19 -0500
From: bldhrymn@aol.com
Subject: Coach 10

Coach 10
By Bald Hairy Man

This is a story for adult men. It depicts gay sex.  If this offends or
bothers you, DO NOT READ IT. It is a fantasy and is not a sex manual, or a
discussion of safe sex. If you have, comments send them to
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Freddy went on a month long vacation, and I had a lull in his referrals. I
did get one referral from one of his colleagues, Dr. Newton
Miller. Dr. Miller knew of my services; Freddy was a very close friend. He
had a difficult case. Elton Malton, was a radio personality who had temper
control problem. He flew off the handle for no real justification. It made
for good radio, but the station was worried about him. He seemed to have no
self-control.

Miller discovered a man who was deep in the closet and was both desperate
and frightened to get out. He was well educated and well read, but he
didn't get out of the studio much. The station director was afraid he was
too volatile in public.

He came by my house for a chat. He was pretty average looking man,
prematurely bald and a bit dumpy. Like many radio men, he was poorly
dressed wearing old shorts, flip flops and a faded tee shirt that
proclaimed "shit happens." He slipped in to his radio, over the top
persona. I put an ended to that. I am a big imposing man who was used to
dealing with over confident teen agers.

"Can we cut the radio crap and talk like normal men?" I asked. "You are in
a living room, not a studio."

"I slip into it without thinking," he said. "It's hard to relax and cool
down after a broadcast."

"I can understand that. I have a hot tub whirlpool. Would that help?" I
asked.

"Maybe," he said. We went to my tub and I turned it on.

"We are all men here. Is skinny dipping a problem?" I asked. I took off my
shirt and dropped my pants.  I was in the pool seconds later. Elton was
uneasy, but he joined me.

"It's nice," he said. "I was afraid you might jump me."

"I don't need to jump guys. If they are into it, they volunteer," I said.

"Do many volunteer?" he asked.

"I was a high school coach. Lots of men had fantasies about that when they
were kids," I said.

"They were all gay?" he asked.

"Some may have been, but others were just going through a phase. They were
with an authoritarian man who wasn't their Dad. I was a successful coach
and I am good with kids," I said.

"You didn't get in trouble?" he asked.

"I had no desire to get in trouble. I like men, not boys," I said. "I hate
the idea of tricking kids into a poor situation."

"Some wanted that, I bet," Elton said.

"Teen aged infatuations and raging hormones play a role," I said. "They
might want it, but I was not giving it to them. Wanting something and
wanting what is right or good for them are not the same thing."

"I want lots of things, but I can't seem to get it," Elton said. "I'm all
talk, not much action."

"Are you looking for a balance between the two?" I asked. The tub was
getting hot and I got out of the water and sat on the edge.

"Too hot for you?" he asked.

"I take a break so I don't over heat," I said.

He was looking at my cock. "You have a big one," he said. "Damn your balls
hang low."

"Hot water does that. It is the opposite of a cold mountain stream," I
said.

He sat on the edge of the tub and glanced at his own equipment. "Mine is
not as impressive as yours," he remarked.

"I've seen hundreds of cocks through the years. As long as they work,
everything is fine," I said.

"I've never been in a tub with a naked man before," Elton said. "It is
relaxing."

"I can be relaxing or exciting. It depends on the situation," I replied.

"I guess it could be too exciting," he whispered.

"It can be relaxing, exciting or really exciting.  Too exciting has never
occurred in my experience. Too exciting wouldn't be a problem most of the
time," I said. "We all have the same equipment. Some men don't know how to
get it tuned up and producing at peak efficiency."

"You know how to do that?" Elton asked.

I smiled. "I've come close, but I always hope I will get closer the next
time I work on it."

"Do you have friends to help you out?" he asked. "I'm not very
experienced."

I nodded. "I have friends and I am very experienced.

"Well, coach, could you help me out?" he asked.

"You need to help me first," I said. He returned into the water, came over
to me and took my cock into his mouth. He didn't actually suck me. He just
let it rest there.

"The more you do, the better it will be," I said.

"You might shoot off," he whispered.

"I sure will. I was hoping we would trade our sex juices," I said.

"Do I have to take yours?" he asked.

"Only if you want to take it. If you want it, you can have it," I
said. "Most guys want it bad. I hope someday you will too."

"I don't think I could do that," he said.

"Elton, you have a limited view of what you can do. There is a lot of
pleasure to be had if you take the next step." I said. We traded places and
I sucked him. Elton was verbally aggressive, but sexually timid.

Elton responded with more enthusiasm five minutes later. It seemed to take
a while for his hormones to get up to speed.  I think his balls must have
been full and had extra capacity. When he finally began to spurt, he
flooded my mouth with his man spooge. He was apologetic, and I told him I
liked it. Elton went home. I was afraid it was too much for him, but for
most men orgasms are their own reward.

He came back the next week. He was more nervous, but that was because he
was afraid I had been turned off by his orgasm. He thought I wouldn't take
it again. We went to the hot tub again, and he relaxed a little. This time
I suggested that we try the sixty-nine position. We dried off and went to
my bedroom.

I knew he was uneasy about sucking, but I hoped his need to be sucked by me
would overcome that fear. Most men feel they should reciprocate.  I sucked
him vigorously; he was a little tentative about sucking me, but after five
minutes he got into it. We took a few rest periods. I noticed after the
second rest period he resumed sucking me before I returned to his cock. He
shot off again and I took it all.

We talked after he climaxed. We were still in the sixty-nine position, so
he was talking to my cock. Oddly, that was good for him. He was
uneasy. Face to face conversation was hard for him, and his attention would
wander off. My cock focused his mind and kept him on the subject at
hand. Once and a while he licked it.  Apparently he had made peace with
cock sucking.

Randy, my retired forest ranger friend, was staying with me when Elton
visited next. He had planned to go to his bedroom to leave us alone, but it
took me only a few seconds to realize that Randy turned on Elton. Randy was
less excited by him, but lust and curiosity took charge of Randy's
libido. I liked Randy too, but I knew too much about men's sex drive to
worry. I knew that sex and affection were not always connected and a little
variety was nice.

I laughed at myself.  I was a sex coach who had sex with many men and
enjoyed it greatly. Randy knew this and wasn't shocked or worried. I had
been worried that Randy and Elton's coupling might leave less sex for me. I
had enough sex for ten men; missing a romp with Randy would not be a
problem.

We went to the hot tub and Elton like the view. Randy was unconventionally
attractive.  Most people saw him as an ordinary and average guy.  I like
very masculine, bear-like men, and in that department Randy hit the
spot. It seems to have hit Elton's spot too. Randy liked the appreciative
looks and glances. Like many bald men, Elton had a hairy chest. Randy liked
that.

Elton went for Randy's cock and tried to swallow it whole. Randy was
pleased that Elton went for him instead of me. We went to my bedroom and
formed a three-man daisy chain. Elton sucked Randy, Randy sucked me and I
took care of Elton. Elton was excited and he was oozing precum.

Randy had a short fuse.  I was going to warn Elton, but decided to let
nature take its course. Randy shot off a few minutes later. Elton took the
load. I was sucking Elton and tasted his increased precum flow as he tasted
Randy's cream. A second or two later, Elton popped, filling my mouth with
his ball juices. Randy was still ejaculating, so Elton was taking in man
cream as his cock squirted. For a brief time, Randy was short changed, but
my cock rectified he situation as it unloaded in his mouth.

I was surprised Elton had been so involved and willing.  I was more
surprised when he stayed on the bed licking up whatever drooled from our
cocks. Elton seemed relaxed and comfortable as the tenderly used his tongue
to catch Randy's cock drips. We talked a little about sex afterwards. Randy
said he liked to top, but didn't get the opportunity often. Elton told him
his ass was virgin.

"I've never fucked a virgin ass before," Randy said. "I'd be worried I
might hurt the guy. The first time I was fucked was not good. I couldn't do
that to a guy."

"You like it now? Elton asked.

"Yes but that is due to Coach. He takes his time and eases it in," Randy
said.

"He's big, I would guess that it would hurt more?"

"Coach was fine for me.  There were a few tight spots, but Coach worked in
me slowly. He told me he would pull out it I had any problems," Randy
explained.

"Randy is a good top, nice and meaty," I said. We talked a little longer
and then Elton went back to the radio station. I was surprised when Elton
called me the next day. He wanted to know if Randy was still staying with
me. I said he was.

"Would you think it was strange if I said I wanted him to fuck me?" Elton
asked.

"Getting fucked is often easier if you like the man who is doing the
fucking," I said. "Wanting it in you makes it better," I explained. "You
noticed he has a short fuse. There is a good chance he will shoot off in
you. Does that bother you?"

"Actually, that makes it more exciting," he replied. "Do you think he would
be willing?" I told him that I doubted that would be a problem. Randy
talked to him for a while and they agreed to try it. That afternoon he came
by after the radio show. Randy told me he would fuck him only if I had some
ass play with him and had opened him up.

Elton arrived a little after 4:00. There was a football game on the
television. Randy and I had a few beers and I offered one to Elton. We
relaxed and went to the hot tub. I asked Elton if he had changed his mind.

He laughed. "No more than six or seven times," he replied.

"Don't worry, Coach and I can entertain ourselves," Randy replied.

"This may sound strange, but I don't want you to shoot the cum I wanted
into Coach's ass," Elton said. "I want it, but I'm afraid to take it. Maybe
I could just eat it again."

"I'm afraid that won't work. It's not just the cum; it's the delivery
system," I said. "To have a guy you like getting so excited that he fucks
and breeds you is what you want. You want his seed planted in you. You want
his cock doing the planting."

Given how uneasy Elton was, he opened up quite easily. I lubricated his
anus and then worked a finger past the sphincter. He moaned when I
encountered his prostate. I worked a second finger him and gently squeezed
the little organ.  He moaned again. My plan had been to take my time to get
him excited.  He was already excited and I guessed Randy's cock would work
some magic.

Randy's cock was thick, but he oozed a lot and took his time. Elton loved
it. When Randy's bloated knob rubbed his prostate, Elton moaned and his
eyes crossed. Randy was excited too, and whenever that happens he shoots
quickly. He gave Elton's prostate a massage and a sperm bath.

When Randy pulled out, Elton looked a little deflated. I think he wanted it
to last longer. He looked sad, so I eased my cock head to the dark side of
Elton's sphincter to cheer him up. Randy's cock cream provided the
lubricant. My plan was just to plug the hole. Somehow my cock slid all the
way in. Elton grabbed for his cock, but I wanted to see if I could fuck the
semen from his balls. Five minutes later, sperm spurted from his balls like
Vesuvius erupting.

Randy had been watching and at the first spurt, he launched himself towards
Eton's tool. He caught or licked up every spurt. Elton almost passed out
from the pleasure. We cooled down and Elton went home a little later. Randy
told me he had been surprised at Elton's receptiveness.

"I had a suspicion he had no idea what the prostate does sexually. I liked
it more than I thought I would. I don't know if it was his open ass or your
cream filling that hot the spot," I said.

"Watching you fuck him was a turn on," Randy said. "I had never seen a man
react the way I do to your cock."

"That didn't bother you?" I asked.

"Not one little bit," he replied. He went home the next day with a week's
supply of my sperm in his ass. Elton called later and thanked me for the
hot session. He wanted another, but I was busy the next week. I told him
Randy would be back with a few friends for a little party late in the week.

"Could I come?" he asked.

"You can, but it may be too heavy duty for you," I said. "The men are
mostly tops, and somehow few bottoms are available."

"I could help you with that," Elton said.

"There may be six or more men," I said.

"How many would want to fuck me?"

"All of them," I replied.

"I hate to say this, but that would be fine for me," Elton replied. "Ever
since you and Randy did me, I can't think of anything else. I have a video
of a gang bang. I would love that. Maybe I would get it out of my system."

Randy arrived in the morning on Friday. His buddies would arrive at three
or so in the afternoon. They included a ranger, a cop and two EMTs. They
lived in small communities with no gay life at all. They wanted a chance to
let off steam and get a year's worth of sex in an afternoon. I had been in
their situation while I was coaching, and understood the urge. They arrived
promptly in a van and two cars. Elton was only a few minutes later.

I answered the door. I didn't get all their names at first, but they were
solid, beefy men who tended to be bearish. Randy greeted them. He was naked
and that got things off to a good start. They stripped and most went for
the nearest cock. Eton fit in well. One of the visitors, a man called Red,
was a cop. He erected a sling.

The men were cheerful, enthusiastic and directed. They wanted sex and a lot
of it.  The men knew each other slightly. They weren't close, but they
certainly weren't shy or uneasy about their wants. Randy had introduced me
as the owner of the house and the host. Red came over to me.

"Do you have any problem, with fucking or sucking?" he asked. I shook my
head. "I mean personally," he whispered.

"I do it all," I replied and then I paused. "I like the top and the
bottom," I added.

"Would you mind taking a ride with a stranger and seeing where we go?" he
asked.

I nodded.  "Do you only give rides? Do you take them too?" I asked.

"Normally, I only give rides," he answered as he leaned closer and fondled
my cock. "I'd take yours. Shit, I wouldn't mind if you left a creamy
souvenir in me."  Elton joined us. I introduced him to Red. "Red is looking
for a bottom," I told him. Red and Elton went off to work out the
details. Elton got in the sling.

One of Randy's EMT friends, Greg came over to me. I had met him before at
Randy's house. Greg was tall, bear like and had a double dose of body
hair. He said "Hi," and then dropped to his knees and sucked me. To say he
sucked is crude; he made love to my cock. His tongue and lips worked
wonders, his throat was even better. Apparently, Greg had no gag reflex.

I heard Elton moaning as Red fucked him. Red was aggressive and fucked like
a mad man.  it was vigorous but that seemed to be fine with Elton. The
other EMT, Frank, came over to us and rubbed his cock against my ass
crack. I shifted my legs to give him better access to my hole.  Frank
noticed and appreciated that.

Things became confused after that. Somehow I was soon on the floor in the
sixty-nine position. Frank was in my ass. that was okay for me, but better
for Frank and Greg. I later found out that Frank and Greg were close, but
both men were tops. Greg was excited seeing his lover getting all hot and
bothered as he fucked me.

Greg was all hot and bothered too. Frank lost it and spurted men seed on my
ass, before he shoved it in deep. Greg lost it as he watched and flooded my
mouth. I couldn't hold back and Greg took mine.

When we broke apart, I saw that Elton was still on his back, but Randy had
replaced Red as the man giving the anal massage. Red's rough fucking had
opened Elton's ass nice and wide. Red had also lubricated the fuck tunnel
with sperm. I happened to know that a cum filled ass floated Randy's boat
and that Randy turned on Elton. It was exciting for both.

As I watch them enjoy the sensations, Red came behind me and slipped his
cock into my ass. "You've shot off already?" he asked. I nodded. "Who has
cum in you? It is nice and slippery inside."

"Frank," I replied. Red wrapped his arms around me and played with my
tits. He gently pulsed his semi-hard cock.

"Do you mind if my cock has some quality time in your ass?" he asked. I
said that was fine and asked if he had shot off already.

"Oh yes," he replied.

"I did and it was a good one," he said. "Usually one does me for the day,
but somehow, I don't think this is one of those days. Do you object to a
stranger's cum in your hole?"

"Somehow, I don't think we will be strangers by the time you cum," I
said. When I said that, he laughed and his semi-hard cock became fully
erect, but he continued the gentle pulsing deeper in my ass. He stroked my
cock with on hand and my tits with the other. I shot off and he caught the
sperm in his hand. He let me lick it off his hand as he shot off. He pulled
out and kissed me, tasting my cum in my mouth. Randy moaned as he climaxed
a few feet away.

Apparently, my cum filled ass was too much temptation for Greg. He quickly
shot off in my ass. We all broke apart and went over to Randy and
Elton. Randy had pulled out and we helped Elton to his feet; he was a bit
dizzy. He got on his hands and knees and opened his hole for view and use.

Gangbangs tend to be crude and almost violent. This was more of a friendly,
get acquainted session. Clearly, Elton loved it. I didn't get the name of
the ranger, but he must have been the horny, silent type. He sucked and
fucked whoever was nearest.

Elton liked being the center of attention. It was a long way from the
closet. As each cock slipped in, the closet receded further into his past.