Date: Tue, 5 Jun 2007 08:21:38 +0000
From: Cal Nowl <calnowisgreat@hotmail.com>
Subject: Catching the Coach

It was late September, football season was in full swing and we were having
an average season. Practices had been running smoothly, players had been
getting along and the coaches had been fairly united. Of course if they
were going to fight about something they tried to keep it private and not
show us that if they were divided on handling a situation.

I had had a seemingly normal Tuesday morning and afternoon at school and
P.E last hour. This was the time when all the football players did the
normal cardio work, running laps, up and down bleachers and across the
field, or lifting weights. Today was cardio. I had stretched. Pulling my
chest as far to the ground with my legs spread. There was always something
satisfying about stretching. I was more limber than all the rest of the
guys on the team and could hold stretching positions for hours.

I could reach down and plant my palms flat on the ground for as long as I
wanted, while most of the others bounced their finger tips about a foot
away from their toes. I being pretty thin built stood at 6'2", taller than
most on the team and only weighing 145, I was fairly cut but had very
little mass. I wished I could be as bulky as the other guys on the team but
no matter what I did I was always the scrawny one. But when it came to
stretching I had them all beat, so that was my thing. Though small as it
was I took pride in being limber.I mostly got by on charm. I wasn't a suck
up or anything but I always had a way of smoothing things over and making
everyone like me for who I was, so though I wasn't the most valuable player
on the team by any means. I was one of the most popular with both my
teammates and coaches.I heard the coaches whistle blow signaling that it
was time to suit up and get down to real practice. I hated all that bulky
equipment. I have always been more of a free spirit and those pads and
helmet were just a pesky way to contain me, though I was sure thankful for
them every time I got knocked on my little ass with no natural padding to
speak of. I hated them still. In fact if it were allowed I would run around
my whole life naked as a J-bird, what ever that means.But there we were in
all those pads once again. Running plays and battering the shit out of each
other. We were nearing the end of practice when the coaches started arguing
over some play. About how one of the other guys should be doing something
different bleah bleah bleah, it was all very trivial and boring to me so I
dismissed it. Apparently it got more heated than we knew though. The head
coach was mad enough to call practice for the day. All I heard was hit the
showers and I was gone. Stripping down to just my pants and jock and socks
before I hit the locker room door. The locker room was just behind the home
side stands, just inside the door were large compartments for pads and
helmets and jerseys and cleats. Past that was the showers and toilets and
to the right of the toilets was the coach's office. All the guys were
stripping down and flocking to the showers. I always thought it was funny
that the guys that talked the most shit were the ones with the least to
speak of between their legs. I never talked shit to anyone and wouldn't you
know no one talked shit about me either. I happen to have a nice thick
8-1/2 cut piece of meat between my legs. Plenty big enough to put most of
the guys to shame. Though there was bigger. One guys had a 10 incher. I
always gave him a hard time. Constantly congratulating him for winning the
genetic lottery. He was a good kid and very modest so it was fun to make
him blush a bit form time to time. After all there are worse things to make
fun of than having a huge cock.As we all washed up the head coach entered
the doorway to the shower. He stood about 6'4" about 190 pounds of lean
muscle. His dick must have been at least 8 or 9 inches. He would pull and
adjust it a lot so I knew it had to be large enough to give him a hard time
being confined by those shorts and wind pants he wore all the time.

He was in his late 40 with a glistening sliver crew cut and chiseled
jaws. Light greenish gray eyes and a wide chest that put us all to
shame. He looked like a supermodel. We all looked up to him for being so
fit and attractive for a man of his age when most of the other coaches were
over weight and bald. Coach Wells was a really dignified man though. Good
leader and a even tempered man which is why it always caught us off guard
if he ever cursed or lost it. But when the need was there he would not
hesitate to grab a guy and fling him against a wall to make his point. We
didn't fear him near as much as we respected him. He called my name and I
answered "yes sir."

"Miles I need to see you in my office asap."

"Yes sir." I replied.

The other guys looked at me like. You've done it now. But I just smirked
knowing I hadn't done anything. He always called everyone by their last
name. Drew Miles was my name and I was no exception to the rule. He only
called you by your first name when he got personalI walked right out of the
shower and straight into his office.

He was standing over his desk. Looking at some papers. And said "whats up,
coach" A bit taken back im sure he stumled a bit before saying. How bout
you put a towel on. I was so comfortable with my nakedness I had completely
forgotten to grab a towel. "oh, right.... Sorry. Be right back" I said. He
looked up at my face but im pretty sure I saw his gaze settle on my crotch
for longer that normal before he did, and of course he adjusted himself. I
went and grabbed a towel and ran back to the coaches office.. by this time
the guys were finishing up and starting to leave. I knew I'd better hurry
or I would be late to the teams usual Tuesday after practice hamburger at
the little joint down the road.I entered the office to see the coach
sitting now behind his desk. He asked me to close the door behind myself. I
did so and sat down in front of his desk and once again said "what's up
coach?"

"Well Miles I got a few questions."

"ok, what about?"

"well you know I like you and trust you a lot. And I know most of the other
guys feel the same way."

I suppose so coach"

"well im worried about a few of the guys on the team,"

"how so" "To be quite honest Im having a heard time with Coach White."

"really?"

"Now Drew im telling you this because I feel like I can trust you."

"Absolutely Coach!"

"Well Coach White and I have been butting heads lately, and its getting
harder and harder to deal with it during practice. It seems like when I
want to steer the boys in one direction im met with nothing but opposition
from him."

"I kinda noticed a bit of a rift toward the end today"

"Yea, and that's just one that you happen to see and im afraid that it was
getting more apparent to the other guys as well. That really makes it hard
for me to be a leader when the boys see me being undermined like that."

"don't worry coach, we love you, me and the rest of the guys totally
respect your authority. Coach White I know has been hanging out with a few
of the guys after hours and being really friendly but I think he just wants
us to like him and being so close to our age its easier to be a friend than
try and earn respect though chewing us out or ordering us around. "

"I see. Well thanks for helping me out on this situation. Just keep up the
good work out there and lets win this weeks game."

"Yes sir."

I jetted out and jumped back in the shower to rinse off the remaining soap
I missed form my first shower that was cut short. I thought about what
coach had said, and thinking about I started feeling really sorry for coach
and his situation. Coach White was 22 and fresh, not much different than
the rest of us on the team. He was about 6 foot pretty muscular. He had
dark ashy blonde hair nice deep blue eyes and full pink lips which he
coated in chap stick constantly. He blended in with us on the field and
looks and in actions. 18 and 22 are not that far apart. It had to be hard
for coach Wells to compete with the hip 22 year old who buys the players
beer from time to time. I turned the shower off and walked back to the
lockers.

I put on a tee shirt and realized I had no clean underwear because I had
forgotten my jock and all the clean ones were in the dryer still wet before
practice. So I just practiced in my underwear. I made my way in just a tee
shirt to the coaches office to get a jock from the dryer to wear home. I
heard Coach Wells and Coach White inside. Coach Wells was scolding Coach
White for undermining him at practices. He sounded really hot about it. And
Coach Wells lashed back at him saying "The boys are sick of your shit, you
are too rough on them and they like me because I take it easy on them every
once in awhile."  "Well easy doesn't win games does it. I've worked hard to
build this team and gain respect from these boys and you are not going to
act like you own it.

And I won't sit back and watch you let these guys go soft and start loosing
games because you want to be the friend coach. Sounds like you need to
learn a lesson yourself"

"Oh and you are going to be the one to teach it to me"

"Maybe so"

At that point I heard papers and other crap on coaches desk get knocked
around. This was weird I wondered what was going on. And all this freedom
circulating around my bear cock was kinda making me a little hard. I heard
heavy breathing and more arguing but I could make it out. It sounded
muffled. I inched closer to the door and turned the know. It was locked but
the door was not pushed closed. I waited a moment and decided that they
must be done arguing and now was as good a time as any to interrupt and
grab my jock and go home. I pushed the door open to see coach White laying
on the desk with his legs sticking straight up in the air. Noting but a tee
shirt, whistle, and cleats on. He was clenching the desk from the front
moaning and coach Wells was in front of him pounding away at his ass with
his shirt off and his shorts pulled to his knees. His ass muscles were
clenching so tight, and his back was covered in a fine glistening layer of
sweat.I was standing there in shock and my cock was at full attention. I
had no idea what to do. Coach White looked up from the desk and gasped and
fought to get away and Coach Wells just slammed him back into his cock then
noticed something was wrong and spun around to see me in the door with my
jaw on the floor. I immediately blinked for the first time since the door
opened and spun around to leave, but a mighty arm scooped me up and slammed
the door behind us. We were back in the coaches office facing the door. I
yelped when coach grabbed me and he covered my mouth and made a shushing
noise over and over. My body was limp is his mighty embrace and I could
feel his still partially erect cock pressed against my lower back. I
couldn't believe this was happening. A million thought were going around in
my mind at that point. I thought what is he going to do. I had thought
about coaches cock plenty of times when I first started the team but after
getting to know him the fantasy wore off and accepting the fact that he was
straight I hadn't really thought much about it seriously since. I was
paralyzed. As he drug me backward toward the couch. He was still making the
shushing noise, which was oddly calming. I wasn't about to make a sound. I
had no sound to make. Coach White was pulling up his pants and I could see
that he was still tenting. Coach Wells placed me on the couch still
shirtless with his shorts at his knees stood in front of me.

He said "I know son."

"Drew look at me. I know" I was shocked . I Had no idea what to think. I
didn't understand what he was talking about. " Drew, I hate that u just saw
that." I looked at coach White who looked back with the same black "oh
shit" kind of look.

Coach Wells turned to coach White and said "leave us alone for a sec."

"Drew, I've seen you in the showers, and I know you have a beautiful
body. I know you check me out from time to time. And I'm not taking that
little incident like you walking into my office buck ass naked as an
accident. I know you have feelings for me, and its ok" "I...I...I...I...."

"Shushhhhhh Its ok." I was thinking no I really didn't, I well.... I didn't
know what to think.....Coach just stared at me with those beautiful light
greenish gray eyes of his for a sec. he was planted there in front on me
squatted down eye level. We were both still bare assed and cocks at full
mast..... I couldn't take the staring any longer so I shut my eyes hoping
all of this would go away. Then I felt it. His mouth wrapped around my cock
and began toe slide down my 8-1/2 inch shaft all the way to my little patch
of pubes. He slid down until he hit bottom and then urged farther. It
instinctively lunged forward. I couldn't control my pelvis as it jerked
about with pleasure. I had never been with anyone like this. I had made out
with a few girls but never down anything past that. And now here I was
totally exposed with my coach's head wrapped around my cock. Oh it felt so
good. He began to play with my balls. I could hardly take it. Then he
stopped.

I looked up, half expecting it to be a dream. There he was and now coach
White was behind him. He grabbed me and stood me up and walked me to the
desk. Coach White followed and assumed the position just as before. I Stood
there as coach Wells sucked my cock again then spit into coach White ass
and began to spread it out. He then licked it and began running his fingers
around the opening.

Coach White just lay there head back and eyes closed as his ass became a
toy for coach Wells. He would alternate between coaches ass and my cock
sucking my cock while fingering coach's ass and licking coaches ass while
gently tugging my cock.He hen stood up and grabbed me from behind. I was
helpless when he grabbed me like that. He positioned me behind coach
White's hungry ass. The grabbed my dick from behind and started tickling
coach's ass with my throbbing cock head. It felt so good. I was in complete
submission as was coach White. He the pushed a bit on coaches little button
hole and my thick cock began to slide in. Coach pushed me a little at a
time until nothing but the last half inch remained. Then Coach White
wrapped his legs around me and pulled himself onto the last remaining base
of my cock as he moaned. He held me there for a moment then released me.

I began slowly pulling out.... Slowly .... Slowly..... all the way to the
end as my cock exited with a suction noise. I then pushed it back in and
began to pump as coach had been doing. Slowly at first then building up
rhythm and speed.

Coach White's cock was a good 7 inches, but now seeing the monster that had
just been in the hole I was pumping and then pressed against my lower back,
coach Wells dick was at least 10 inches, thick and beautiful.

The perfect penis if I ever saw it.

He looked at me then climbed atop the desk and startled coach White. The
bent down and grabbed coach White's dick and slowly lowered himself onto
coach's man pole. Facing me the whole time and staring me straight in the
eye to see my reaction. I just gazed at his dick longingly. Coach grabbed
my hand as I pumped away and placed it on his throbbing rod. He shivered as
I touched it. I leaned forward and began to lick his head. I was so limber
and coach's cock was so big that I could suck him and fuck coach White at
the same time. He shivered again. I took he huge head in my mouth and began
to roll my tongue around it as I began to take in his cock he began to rise
off coaches rod. We continued this for a few mins. Coach Wells pushed me
away and rose off coach White's cock. He stepped off the desk pulled me out
of coach White. This was torture for both coach White and me. He then took
my place and began to pump coach White's ass until he began to explode with
fury. Pumping wildly and making noises of ecstasy. Coach White was not
exactly quite either. You could tell his screams were from pain and great
pleasure. With each jolt both of the 2 men were elated. Pumping harder and
harder Coach Wells screamed I Yes.... ahhh, oh.... Uahhhhh, Yes...... then
he collapsed on top of coach White in a sigh of pleasure. His needs
fulfilled he rose off of still rock hard coach white and pulled out of his
ass. Coach White's ass was still pumping. Coach Well's cum was gushing out
of his man hoe with each contraction. He then instructed me to finish
sucking coach White off. As I did so he got on the floor between the desk
and me and began to suck me again. I could hardly contain myself it was so
hot. He worked my rod over good swallowing it all, every bit. I did the
same for coach White. I couldn't take it any longer I began to explode hot
man jizz into Coaches mouth. He just locked down all the way on my cock and
let me shoot my hot jet straight down his throat. Just as I was finishing
my 5th blast coach White began to moan and shoot his seed down my pipe as
well. The taste was magnificent. We all collapsed. Worn out and
satisfied. No one said anything for a moment. Then Coach Wells yelled hit
the showers boys. We did as instructed and washed up together. I told them
both I was late and that their secret was safe with me.

Coach Wells said "I know Drew, now get on," As he slapped my ass. I
gathered the clean jock and headed home feeling totally drunk. I couldn't
decide if I had just had a dream or if it was real. My head pounded and
ached trying to process what had just happened. I pulled into the driveway
and just sat for a good bit. Then sent straight upstairs and went to bed. I
woke to the sound of my phone. "Hello?"

"Drew, its Pete, dude where were you. What happened with coach" Instantly
alarms went off in my head. Oh gosh, how did he know. OH MAN, " Uhh
.... Uhh, I uh..... "

"spill it man...... are you in trouble?"

"what do you mean?"

"dude u got called to coaches office, no one saw you after that, and you
totally missed Big J spew coke out his nose at our hamburger party
man.... It was crazy dude..... anyway.....what's up?"  Feeling myself
regain composure as I realized he knew nothing of what had happened I
replied " Sorry man, I just have a lot on my mind, and im not entirely
awake yet. Coach was just asking me how the team moral was and asked me to
help him out with knowing what the players were thinking.... Nothing
big.... I totally forgot about burger night once I left"

"Ha ha ok Drew, u sure your ok then....u never miss burger night"

"Yea Pete, I'm cool..... ill call you tomorrow."

"Sure loser, hey don't forget about the math test, im sure ill bomb but
meahhh.... Whats a guy to do...... ok see ya"

"Bye".....The clock indicated it was 7:10 already.......

It was already dark..... I decided to go for a run. " Mom, I'm going to jog
for a bit."

"Are you going to eat anything? You looked worn out so I let you sleep
through dinner and I wasn't sure if you had already eaten."

"Umm yea I'll eat when I get back"

"Ok then I'll put your plate in the oven. Your dad and I have a diner party
to go to at 8 and we wont be back until 11 at least u know how his business
partners are sooo much fun"

"Ha ha yea.......K mom, thanks" I said as I slammed the door behind me.
Mom and dad go out regularly to diner parties at fancy restaurants,
courtesy of dads job. He works for an investment company sort of. I say
sort of because they are not just into investment, then invest in
inventions and things so it's a bit more involved, lots of interesting
people but even more un interesting people. Mom hates the parties, she
always complains about how totally boring the people were and jokes about
taking a flask to spike their drinks or at least her own just to make it
through the night.I stepped off the front porch and started to stretch then
jetted down the street. Well I've got the house to myself tonight I
thought. I was jogging along imagining how awesome it was to have coach's
cock in my mouth. Both of them, but especially coach Wells. There was
something about him that drove me nuts. He was just so hot and
distinguished; One of those guys that just gets better with age; beautiful
example of a Man. I thought to myself, Coach is gay?.......... I guess it
makes sense.... Never married, and so well kept. What woman would want him.
Wow and coach White too.

How did that happen. I made it home about 20 mins later satisfied with my
run I walked in scarfed down a plate of potatoes and grilled chicken and
ran up stairs to shower. I soaped up and began washing myself down when I
heard a knock on the door and heard someone enter. "Mom, you already told
me you'll be back late." I said. The shower curtain flew back to reveal
coach Wells standing there beautiful as ever.I almost shit right
there.

"Coach!" I screamed.... "What your all bashful now" he said with a laugh.
"Uahh ....

Ummm..."

"Your parents sent me up, they were walking out the door when I arrived. I
told them I needed to tell you something important. They sent me right up."

"Wow, umm let me just ..... give me a sec will ya"

"Okay ill be in your room." What the fuck was coach doing here. This was
getting so weird.

I was almost afraid of him. Afraid that he might think that what he did as
risky and be here to kill me to keep me quite. "You're such and idot" I
thought. He's just here to make sure im ok.

I hopped out of the shower and brushed my teeth, wrapped a towel around me
and walked to my room to face coach. When I walked in coach was sitting
there in his usual tee and shorts. He was sitting on the bed with his legs
spread a bit. His dong was hanging out of one side of his shorts so that
the head was visible. I know it twitched when I walked in. "He coach"

"Look Drew, I know what happened today was really weird for you, I was me
too. I don't know what the hell got into me.....

Well yes I do,.... You got into me." I blushed a bit and remained
silent. "Drew lets just forget about this whole thing and pretend it never
happened. I don't want this to change our relationship on or off the
field. "Coach its fine really" I said reassuring him I was ok. "Are you
sure, I can imagine you are pretty shaken up"

"coach its fine"

"So, we are agreed that this never happened"

"Well, tell me something, and you have to be honest. What happened between
you and coach white before I came in anyway." He looked at me with a
defeated look knowing that he hat to explain himself. " Well son, Coach
White and I were looking at some play books late one night at my house. I
had him over for beer and to discuss the season and the beginning of summer
this year.

We wanted to get an early start on things. I was pretty late and we had
both had several beers and were sitting there beside each other on the
couch. He accidentally brushed my crotch grabbing a book and I called him
and fag. We both laughed. Then, ..... I guess it was the beer and the
sexual tension.... I brushed his crotch on purpose just to see what his
reaction was. He got really quite and looked at me like a deer in the
headlights.

Then I just lean in and kissed him and we ended up fucking. He couldn't
look at me after that, nor I him for a while after that. We have never
talked about it since. I think that is what has cause the recent tension
between us. This has been a five month funk that has not been
addressed. Yesterday we blew up at each other and it just turned into
aggressive sex, then you walked in."

"Wow, so were you always gay"

"I don't know, I dated girls back in high school and through my 20s but
after that I just lost interest. I couldn't relate to women and by the time
I hit 30 I decided that I should just through myself into what I
understood. That was sports and work. So here I am today, in your bed room
feeling like a total idiot and an old pervert."

"Coach to be quite honest you are the sexiest man I have ever seen"

"Boy shut up"

"Im serious" I said as I dropped my towel.I would see his shorts start to
tent. I was he who tried to pull away this time but I leaned over and
pinned him to the bed with I tongue in his mouth. His whiskers scrapped my
barely fuzzy face. I loved it. His breath was sweet and he tasted like
man. I crawled on top of him and continued to suck his face. I knew that we
were safe and that my parents would not be home for hours. I loved the way
his body felt beneath mine. So strong and solid. I ran my hands through his
sliver spiky hair. I could feel him melt into me like a wax candle next to
a fire. I ripped his shirt over his head and he grabbed me and pinned me to
the bed with his huge strong hand on my chest, and penetrated my mouth with
is tongue.

He pulled down his shorts and kicked off his cleats and socks. We were
totally nude and for the first time I could full appreciate the situation I
was in and his beautiful body. He began to kiss my body all over making his
way down my happy trail then the wrapping his lips around my shaft once
more. He worked me over as I wiggled with joy. Then he pulled my legs up
and began licking my ass. Working it over with his tongue.  Spreading my
cheeks and rimming my hole. I could barely take the sensation I was
feeling. He was so gentle and strong. He then stood up and took that 10
inch piece of thick meat and began rubbing my ass. He grabbed a bottle of
lotion off the night stand and lubed my hole. He then stopped for a moment
then slowly began pushing against my tight hole. He said nothing. I just
stared into his beautiful eyes and his head penetrated my backside. Once
his head popped in, he paused again. Then he began to slide slowly into my
ass. I could feel my ass expanding larger and larger as he slid in. I
enjoyed every second of it. It hurt of good. I could hardly take these new
sensations. I could feel my body swallowing his meat. It was so big but I
just kept taking it as he willingly gave. I wanted it all. He finally hit
my ass with is pelvis and pressed that patch of silver hair onto my ass. We
were in heaven. He then began to work me over. I loved it so much I was
screaming for joy in no time. He then pulled out and lifted me off the
bed. And took my place. He lifted his legs up and spread his cheeks
inviting me inside.

I mounted him and rose him like a wild stallion. And he had all the noises
to go with it.... I the sucked him while fucking him. And he seemed to be
overwhelmed with stimulation. He finally began to jerk and shoot a hot load
of he sperm down my throat. That sent me over the edge and I began to
explode in his ass as well. I pulled out and fell on top of his chest. And
just laid in his embrace. We both drifted off to sleep.The phone rang and I
answered. " Drew, your father insisted that we drive out to a coworkers
house for cocktails after dinner. Its late and we are about an hour away
and we have both had too much to drink to drive home. Can fend for yourself
for tonight?"

"Sure mom I think I can manage."

"Okay honey we'll be home in the morning, you better get to school on
time."

"Okay mom, I got it."

"Goodnight sweetie"

"yea mom..."

Coach asked "who was that?"

"Just mom. They wont be home tonight."

"Good I could lay here forever."

"Me too"

We pulled my covers over ourselves and drifted back off to sleep.

The alarm clock woke me up with a jolt. I rolled over to an empty bed. I
popped out of be still naked and saw a note on the night stand. It read.
"Drew, that was amazing, see you tomorrow" no signature. There was no
need. I knew things were going to be might different from now one come
shower time after practice.