Date: Fri, 22 Aug 2003 21:15:10 +1000 From: michael hines Subject: Coaching 15 year old Peter This story has not caused any problems for anyone, as it is a part of my imagination. Nothing written here occurred. If you have a problem with teenage/ man sex please leave. If this sort of thing is illegal in your country then don't even bother to read this. Press the back button and find safer words to enjoy. You have been warned and I take no responsibility for your problems. Leave now if you are under 18 years of age. (16 now in my State!) I have no way of knowing whether you are younger. If you are be careful because this work is not for you. Please email me if you have some suggestions as to what should happen or tell me about this story. The characters in this story are not practicing safe sex and you should not imitate their behavior. Be safe and take care. COACHING 15 YEAR OLD PETER Each week he bounded up my drive. His slender, tall body was in that wonderful, post puberty, young adolescent stage. He had the curious, adventurous love of anything new and often behaved like a lion cub almost ready to leave his nest. I treasured his face, loving his wide eyes as they pierced my face when we discussed anything that interested him. He was very intelligent and so fucking handsome. His long blonde hair ran over his face and down his neck. His lips were fleshy and his face was so rosy. He was exciting and so full of boy-energy. Every time he entered my room he seemed to fill it with his enthusiasm for life. I was tutoring this beautiful 15-year old; he needed help with Math. Nothing was more entrancing than spending time with this young teen. His shirt was always out of his pants, his trousers around his bum. Small droplets of sweat always dribbled down his fresh cheeks, as it was hot at this time of the year. I loved his scent and couldn't take my eyes from his solid crutch. I was sure that I could feel its heat each time he entered my room. His clothes were always coated with boy-sweat and other smells from a day in the sun at School and, I guessed, horseplay with his mates. I was so frustrated teaching this boy as I had to wait all week to see him. My cock shot loads each night as I tossed off wanting his scent, body and cock, over me. His dick up me, mine up him. His face was trapped in my head as each spurt of my cum raced up my cock tube and spunked imagining him taking it. My body jumped as I thought about the possibilities. I was completely taken. I drooled over him, wanting to suck his penis, get between his legs, dribbling my mouth juices over his young dick, licking every wrinkle of his balls, tonguing his arse-hole and tasting his sweaty body. I wanted his pre-cum to prepare his boy-hole for my dick. Shit, I was so full of fantasy. My cum soared each time I pulled. I wanted this boy more than anything; he was so fucking hot. I waited impatiently; he was due to arrive any minute. The car delivered him. Peter raced up the drive, less cheerful than usual as I opened the door. We settled around the kitchen table, his gangly legs touched mine as we prepared to study. Something was different. His smell was odd, more than his usual sweat. My nostrils trapped the smell it was the wonderful aroma of boy-cum. Fuck, he must have pulled himself off recently. I was beside myself. Peter's leg was against mine, his scent sending my prick to an immediate hard-on. I forgot about the lesson and concentrated on the smell and pressure that his leg was giving mine. I had a 15-year-old boy who would turn any head, pushing against me and obviously cummy. I kept whiffing the sperm, trying to focus on his face. I looked down as he adjusted his fly. He was hard, so hard that I could see the outline of his cock head. I was a mess. My cock dribbled and shot little drops as I tried to concentrate. The moisture sprayed my tight trousers. I was shooting pre-cum watching the kid's cock. He touched it some more trying to hide his erection. As he did his leg pushed even harder against me. Peter looked up and seemed distressed. His face blushed and his drop-dead body trembled as he tried to control his teen emotions. I caught his drift and smiled as his eyes studied mine. "Can I ask you something?" He mumbled. "Course you can, anything you want." I said. "This is a bit personal and it's difficult. I don't know how to ask the question. I have tried to think of what to say all afternoon. I've done something most people think is wrong. I hope you don't hate me for it, my Mum would, I don't know what you'll think, it's hard for me to tell you. I want to but shit, you might want me to go and forget all about me." Peter stumbled. His eyes dropped and his body sagged. "I want to ask you but I don't know how. You understand me better than anyone. I need to tell you something. I need to talk about it, I don't know how to say it, I'm scared." "It's okay." I told him. "Fire away, nothing you can say will disturb me. I deal with boys all day. In fact I'm seldom with adults. You know I'm a teacher and my days are spent with teenage boys." "I know, that's why I can say things to you, but this is different." He paused looking sheepishly at me. "I got fucked today and I loved it. Am I gay? I don't know what to think. I always wanted my mate to fuck me. He's got a great cock and he did me so hard. I'm still full of his spunk. I loved it slopping in my arse. I've got my cum all over my pants and I'm very wet. I can still smell my spunk as I shot over my pants while he fucked me. I'm scared that you can smell me. I didn't have time to clean up as I had to get here. Mum sniffed a bit but I don't know what she thinks. But I want... " Peter dropped his head against the tabletop, blubbering. His body shook as his tears flowed. I was lost for words. This was a huge admission from him. I let him cry, contemplating my response. Peter was a tall, beautiful teen. His body was muscled but he was slim, his development was due to playing Rugby. We had talked about this a lot in recent weeks. He loved the tangle of the scrums and jumping at lineouts. His enjoyment of the rucks and sometimes tries that he made were always part of our conversation. Now he had hit me with my own life. As a teen I was involved with the same sport. I loved the maleness of the game and got fucked by my team- mates. It must have happened to Peter as well. "You want to do it again as you liked it? Did you start the action?" I asked Peter. "Yea, I do and I started it. He told me he had wanted me for years. I was only a kid then I'm still young, only 15. He was so good making me ready. He sucked my cock and then played with my hole for a long time. His mouth pressed against my butt then he put his tongue up me. I went mad screaming as he tongued me even deeper. I loved him wetting me making me want his cock. I wanted him to fuck it up me. When he put his cock inside my body, it was so cool. He fucked hard and I couldn't wait for him to cum inside me. His cum made my cock spunk up; I shot heaps as he did the same inside my bum. I'm full of spunk. I can't sit still as you can see. My body is so full, I feel good but I want more, I really want to do it with you. I've always wanted you to fuck me ever since we started the coaching sessions. I want it from you so much." Peter whispered. His eyes lifted meeting mine his crying halting somewhat. "You hate me for what I said and want me to piss off?" He asked. "No, not one bit. I'm happy you told me about it Peter. I'm much older than you are and I've been down the track you're walking. I know how you feel but you must get with other young guys. You've tasted the great feelings a boy can have and now you've told me. I reckon you need some others to do you as well." "Yea. I know that, but I want to feel a man in me. I know you; I don't know any other men. I want you to fuck me. I want you to do it to me. I want your cock fucking my hole. I'm so hot for you." I was spell bound; this fucking gorgeous teen wanted my cock up his bum? He was mister beautiful to me that's why I tutored him. I was so hard knowing I wanted him. Was he sure? Fuck I hadn't rooted a kid for many years. This boy was so cute and available. I didn't know what to do. Why did he choose me anyway? What made him think that I wanted to stick my hot dick into his teen body? Was I that obvious? "Why me Peter what makes you think that I want to do it with boys especially such a good looking boy like you?" "You look at me and always check out my cock. I know you like looking at my legs and my bum. Every time I write an answer to the questions you perv on my prick. I get hard, knowing you're looking. I want you to look, I wank off thinking about you when I leave here and my cum flows thickly imagining you touching me. I want you to feel me and do what you want with my body. I want your hands on my thighs running up my butt, feeling my hole, fingering it. I am so hot for your fingers in my bum and then I want your hot big penis in my boy-hole after you've got me ready. I want it so much! I fucken want you to perv on me and I want you to do more. There I've fucked myself; now you'll hate me. I'm sorry please, please don't tell Mum I didn't mean it. Shit I'm sorry. I better go home now." Peter bit his lip trying to straighten as he drew his splendid body from the table. I was level with his groin. He was hard. Fuck, his cock was straining against his flimsy pants. I saw a delicious spot of pre-cum creaming his loose pants. "You want to abandon our session and come with me to the bed-room?" "Hell yes, but I thought you didn't want me. I'm a boy and you said you didn't do it with boys." "I wondered why you thought I wanted to do it with you." I replied. "I told you, I knew you perved on me and I loved it. Want to see more of me?" Peter asked. "Yes," I replied, "I want to see all of you without any clothes I want to perv on you and play with your cock and balls and feel your tight arse-hole. I want to have you Peter in the best way. I fucken fancy every bit of your body. You want to give yourself to me?" "Shit yea. I've wanted you to do me any way you want ever since we met." Peter said. "You really want me?" "I sure do. I want you more than you could know. You are so bloody beautiful. I love looking at you. Your body is stunning and your butt is so slender and I bet tight." "Have a feel of it then, before we move. You ought to finger me and know what I can put over your dick." I leant over sliding my hand under his silky shorts. I dragged my digits across his buns and then zeroed into his rosebud. Fuck he was tight. I had a feel of the hole I wanted, it slopped a bit and I realized I was rubbing my fingers in his mate's cum. Peter wriggled forcing my fingers into his tight fuck-hole. I wanted him, there and then. His arse welcomed me and I knew I had to fuck his chute. I had to have this boy. Nothing could hold me back. We moved. I propelled Peter to my bedroom lowering his teen body over my thick eiderdown. His legs lifted over my shoulders as he realized that I was going to fuck his hole. Shit he was so tight as I fingered his chute. I needed to suck his butt and get him ready for my cock. I opened him with my mouth, tasting his friend's cum. He shot it into me from his slimy boy-hole. My tongue slopped inside his moist sloppy bum. Peter pushed his butt against me and he started to yell as I increased the pressure of my wet organ. His body jumped wriggling as his cummy hole let the hot spunk slide into my receptive throat. I had his mate's cum in me; the taste of Peter's arse was so fucken good. I spent a long time sucking his butt then turned my attention to his thighs and cock. It was a delicious task. Peter was so ready and hot. He started to scream and urge me to use my mouth all over his body. He wanted my hand in his hole and my cock in his mouth. He lost control, his arms and legs gripped me as his nerves picked the pleasure making his body submit to the enormous thrills that he was taking. I continued pleasuring him using every ploy that I knew to make his body enjoy more from my ministrations. I felt, sucked and licked every part of the sexiest teen I had ever known. Peter let go giving me his body. I lapped his thighs washing his bum with spit and the cum that he had slopped into me. I was so into this boy. We worked each other panting and shifting making sure the pleasure continued. Finally I couldn't wait. I had to shaft his boy butt. I lifted Peter's slender legs over my shoulders and started to fuck. His body jumped as I put my big cock head near his sphincter. He tried to take me before I had worked his slim crack with my big knob. His screams and urging were too much. I fucked into the 15-year old giving him what he wanted. He shouted even louder as my cock filled his body. Fuck I was inside my fantasy. I pushed, hitting his gland. That sent him even further into the delights of hot cock and a man pumping his butt-hole. He pushed against my deeply embedded cock screaming as his prostate felt my cock head smashing it with each fuck. I slammed Peter and he welcomed every thrust pulling me against his butt-hole wanting it harder and faster. I worked his boy-hole fast and furious. His face was contorted with pleasure and pain as my cock opened and the cum I wanted to fuck up him fired blasts into his body. "Shit that's so fucken good. I love it cumming fuck into me. I love it." Peter yelled. I pushed and fucked giving my beautiful boy my hot man-juice that flowed so fast from my ball sac. It flooded his bum. I could feel him grabbing my cock with his muscles as he let his juice flow. Peter came as I fucked him. His boy-dick blasted thick hot cum over me. I fucked some more feeling his cream drench my stomach. He screamed so hard and long, it was a fucking incredible time for both of us. Peter grabbed my head and sucked my lips. His screams muffled as he opened his mouth forcing my tongue into his throat. He writhed with me as we both dripped the last drops, me in him, his cum over my body. I collapsed keeping my cock up his young arse. "Oh fuck.' He whispered as my tongue exited his throat. "I, fuck, I love you in me. I don't want to let you go. I am so full and so wet. Shit that was so good. I knew it would be but that was better than anything I though possible, I love your cock in me stay up me, please don't move it out for a while. I want to feel you moving the cum inside me." I held my lovely boy staying in him for as long as it took to lose my erection and then slid slowly out of his bum. I was covered in boy and loved the feel of his juices running over my hot meat. Peter held my cock rubbing the head around his open hole. He wanted to feel me touching his raw bum with the juice. He pushed hard against me and shit! He came again! Boy was he hot. I felt the blasts of hot boy-juice splatter me as I sank beside him. We were so fucked! My arms and his wrapped each other as we cuddled. My cock nestled against his slender body, his cum running down my legs, mine up his hot arse. We snuggled together wrapping the eiderdown around our sweaty bodies. Peter put his mouth against my lips as he fell into a deep-contented sleep. I ran my fingers over his back and did the same. A loud banging on the front door woke us. I jumped and ran through the house; leaving Peter wrapped in our sweaty sheets. Fuck, it was his mother ready to take him home. I could see her through the window. She mustn't see her boy now. He was full of cum and smelt of it. I had rooted his arse so hard and fast. Shit, he was tangled in my sheets and his body was coated in teen sweat. I had to do something to stop her taking him home. I could deliver him later I thought after I had my cock up him again. I wasn't about to finish this hot session so soon. I opened the door and informed Peter's mum that we hadn't finished as we had reached a special part of his studies. It would take a while I told her. Maybe I could drive him home later I told her. 'That's fine," Peter's mum said, "he needs all the help he can get." "Yea, I know," I replied, "I am happy to help him and will see you later." Peter's mum left quickly, I breathed a sigh of relief and returned to the bedroom. Peter was lying on his back playing with his cock. The blankets and eiderdown were around his knees. Peter's face was distant but close as his eyes betrayed the pleasure that he was enjoying. His lovely thick cock was enjoying his ministrations that were obvious from its fullness. I wanted to suck him again enjoying his penis in my mouth then put mine up his bum again. "You having good time Peter?" I asked him. "Fuck yea, after what you did to me I want more. I want you to do it again, will you?" "We've got some time left. That was your mother. She wanted to collect you. I told her we were studying some more." I said. "Studying, you can make me learn anything and check my solutions. I love you examining me. You want me to pass a test or something. I want to try hard. I like this sort of test. Have a feel of me and see how good I was last time. Maybe I can get at least a B as you got my bum and that starts with B. I want you to take me again. I love being with you." Peter giggled. "You're going to get graded you sexy imp." I chortled. "I want to make you an A one student. I'm coming for you." I responded leaping over his naked body. "Yea, please make me the best student. Love me please make me enjoy your cock as I did before, I really want you to love me." Peter replied as my body embraced his. It was so easy loving this kid. He wanted to hold me loving my body against his flesh. We laughed and played and suddenly got real. I felt his hole and put my cock back where it belonged. Peter sighed and fucked back loving me entering him. I wanted this kid so much and had waited so long to fuck him, now I had seconds. Shit he was tight. I could feel his warm hole accept my big prick. I filled him shooting another huge load as his cock fired warm streams of hot ropy cum over me. I will never wash again, I thought as I stuffed his butt. "You do this to me next time I see you, I want it so much," Peter pleaded. "I'm coaching you so yes of course, I will do your hole every time I see you if you want." I replied. "Fuck yea, I want to have you in me and I want your spunk. Never mind the Math just put that big knob up me and spunk hard. I want it more than anything." Peter sighed as he wrapped his arms around me. We lay together coated in his cum and mine leaking from his well- fucked hole. Sleep was easy as we had little reason to wake. I would deliver Peter to his home when we woke.... Maybe. End.