Date: Mon, 10 Apr 2000 21:01:59 CEST From: Chaim B. Subject: Dutch-Dave-Learning-from-Coach 1 Dutch-Dave-Learning-from-Coach 1. by Chaim Comments and suggestions are very welcome! bchaim@hotmail.com ------------------- adult-youth/authoritarian/first time M/t, NC, bondage ------------------- You have to be 16+ to read this. ------------------- English is not my mother tongue, so I'm sorry for any mistakes. Thanks to all those readers, who gave their reaction to my other stories Ans special thanks to Terry and Hal, who helped me with my English. ------------------- I am 17, and my friends call me Dave, but my real name is David. I study at a local Dutch High School in Amsterdam. I love sports, playing soccer every Saturday and training twice a week. After some weeks our coach asked me to come see him. I took a shower and went to the corridor outside his office. I liked our coach very much. To be honest, I sometimes had fantasies about him. Coach led me into his office. In the middle was a massage table, a rolling cart wth a bowl, and some shaving stuff and towels. The room was spartan. In a corner Coach sat at his desk with two chairs. Some leather belts were spread out on his desk. I had no idea what you could use those for. Maybe for some kind of special work-out? He waved me to one of the chairs. "Sit down, Dave." I was sitting on the edge of the chair, not knowing what to expect. "You are playing well, boy. But you look very tense all the time. You have to relax if you want to play even better!" "Yes, Sir'." "You trust me, boy?'' "Yes, Sir." "I can teach you to relax, but you have to trust me all the way, because this would be a slightly unorthodox training. Do you understand?" "That's okay, Sir, I think I can do that.' Coach was smiling at me. As he stood, I looked at his big, strong body. He must have been 28 years old or something. In my eyes, very much an adult. I admired him! Coach was wearing a black, tight T-shirt and loose gray jogging pants. He walked to the door, locked it and covered the windows with black curtains. The only light was coming from a dim bulb up at the ceiling. "My boy, take off your clothes." It sound like a pleasant enough order. I looked around the room, somewhat puzzled. I was standing close to the door in my navy blue t-shirt, black Nike shorts and trainers. "Come on, boy, don't be shy. I have seen a lot of naked boys before." I started to undress. What the hell! The room was warm, and in a couple of minutes I was standing nearly naked in front of my strong and handsome coach. Just in my black CK boxers. I hoped, prayed, that I wouldn't get a boner. Coach was reading my mind. "Just relax and lie up here on your back," he said, pointing to the massage table. "Comfortable?" He was taking of his t-shirt. I could see his strong chest, the hard mounds of his pecs. I looked at his nipples and the tuft of black hair between them. The hair I longed for! I was still baby-smooth all over my chest. I already had some pubes above my 6 inch cock, but my balls are nearly smooth. Coach was standing close to the table. His strong hand reached out and touched my head in a curiously gentle way. "Now just lie back and relax! You don't have to do a thing. Don't talk, just let it happen." I was stretched out on my back, trembling. "My God, boy, you're tight! You really need this."' I tried to relax as his hand moved over me, but it was difficult. I was very aware of the fact this magnificent man was standing so close to me as I lay naked and vulnerable on his massage table. "Dave, just let it happen. Give in to it. Still afraid you'll get a hard-on, boy? Who cares? You have a good healthy body, and I don't mind at all. Getting a boner is very good for a boy your age. In fact, you have to worry if you don't get one." I smiled up at him. That was a stange comment, for sure! "That's better, boy. Don't fight it." His strong hands were now wandering over my neck and my shoulders. They were moving slowly down my torso. I was feeling the blood rush into my cock, giving me a killer boner! Oh, shit! But his hands felt so good on my naked flesh. Coach took my little nipples in his hands, stroking them, making them erect. A moan escaped from my lips -- I couldn't help myself. Coach was smiling once more. "You have a really great, young body." Those words made me feel very proud! His hands were still wandering over my abdomen, feeling my young, taut abs. Coach stopped at the waistband of my boxers, just tracing the horizontal line with his fingertips. My hard-on was sticking up straight. I could feel the pre-cum leaking out of the tip. God, it must have been visible to him! He said nothing, so it didn't seem to bother him. "Good boy, but I think it's time to turn you over now. Roll onto your side. I have to make a little adjustment to this table. I want you to be very comfortable." I was puzzled by his movements. Coach was lifting a plug out of the middle of the table. There was a wide hole in the table, right where my boner would be if I were on my stomach! "Okay, boy. Now you can roll over and get comfortable. Come on, just do it." I rolled over onto my stomach. My boner was hanging free in my loose boxers through the gap in this massage table. Coach's hands began to work on the muscles in my caves and legs. I spread my legs in a reflex, giving him better access to my ass cheeks. His strong hands were touching my balls and ass through the cotton of my briefs. "You mind I take them off for you?" Coach whispered in my ear. "No, Sir!" My voice had to sound eager -- too eager? What the hell. He took hold of my boxers and slid them down. I helped him a bit by lifting my ass off the table. Now I was totally naked, with my erect cock poking into the hole in the massage table. – completely under the control of the hands of my coach! Now his hands were moving all over my ass cheeks, speading them gently. I felt a warm breeze on my asshole. O God, he was blowing into my ass-crack!!!! "Let it go, boy. Relax! Nobody will hurt you. Trust me, and we'll go all the way." I nodded my head. I trusted him. God, I'd do anything to have him keeping working my ass with those strong hands. He smiled down at me once more. "Now roll over, boy. Come on, show your nice sexy boner to your coach." His voice was nice, but serious. "Let's see what you have for me now. Roll over onto your back!" I did as I was told, looking at him with pleading eyes. Still, I wanted him to continue. My cock was rock-hard, pointing up at my belly-button. I would accept everything from my teacher, my coach! It didn't matter anymore that I was naked in front of him. He walked to his desk, picking up the leather belts. He showed them to me. "Boy, I will not hurt you in any way. These are just to help you to concentrate on what we are doing, okay?" "Yes, Sir." I nodded my head, with my eyes telling him I was fine! Coach put his strong hands on my smooth chest, taking each of my nipples between his strong fingers. He started to squeeze them again. I moaned again, unable to help myself. Hell, I didn't know my nipples were so sensitive! After a while coach let go of my nipples. He took me by the legs and shoved me gently to the edge of the massage table. My nearly smooth legs slid off the edge, still supported in his strong arms. My butt was now positioned so that it almost hung off the edge of the table. Coach kept me in a firm grip as he lifted my legs. Higher and higher, and also wider and wider! Soon I was looking at my own teenage legs, with just a little fuzz on them. I tried to say something, but before I could open my mouth, Coach told me to be silent and stay in position. "Sshh, Boy! No words from now on. Promise me you won't say a word. You've got to accept this and trust me! Do you think you can do that?" I nodded. Hell, I would do everything he asked! Now I saw the coach attach the two leather belts to the ceiling. He strapped my ankles into the loops at the end of them. Strangely, it was not uncomfortable, but I was spread wide open! Then he lifted my arms above my head. Next I felt him secure them to the top of the table. "You are okay, boy?" I nodded my head again, knowing I promised not to speak, not knowing what to expect, but trusting him all the way! "You know I would never hurt you, boy." I lay there as his hands went back to my nipples, squeezing and pinching them gently. I felt it through my whole body. God, I was on fire! "I think you are just about ready, boy. Remember, you have to relax." Coach's hands left my nipples and moved to the foot of the table. He was facing my wide spread ass now. I felt him putting some cold stuff right on my ass crack. "You are doing great, boy!" He smiled his handsome smile at me. "We're going to do things you've never experienced before, boy. But that's okay, just accept it and relax." His hands gripped my ass, spreading my cheeks wider and even farther apart. I felt his strong, greased-up finger gently touching my ass lips. My body reacted strongly, and I tensed up involuntarily. Never, ever -- nobody had ever touched me there before! "Okay, boy -- don't fight it. Just give in to it." "I know it's a strange feeling the first time, but just try to feel the pleasure of it." He waited a few seconds. "You have to open up now, to give my finger entrance, let it in. Now, boy!" I felt the pressure of his finger increase on my ass lips. I tried my best to relax, to accept, to give in to what he wanted from me. "Good boy!" I do not know how I did it, but my body slowly opened up for him! I submitted myself, giving him total control now. "Boy, you are doing fine! Just fine. Mmmm, I like your tight little teen ass." He made me feel só proud! This strong man liked my body! "Now let it in! Open up. You are so tight, but you can do it -- no problem for a big boy like you!" I felt his finger entering my body. I did it!! He was in me at last! I could see his smiling face through my wide-spread legs. "Now, let's try a little more, boy." I felt him slip a second finger into my throbbing ass. I went wild! I wanted to touch my leaking cock, to jerk myself off. I couldn't help myself anymore. "Please, Sir. Fuck me with your fingers! Please Sir, let me come! You're driving me crazy with those fingers!" With his other hand he was lightly stroking my sensitive balls. "Later, boy. You need to be patient!" I tried to catch my breath again. My cock was trembling violently, leaking pre-cum all over my belly, but I did not shoot my load. "Yes, Sir! But may I speak, Sir?" His handsome face looked up at me again. "Yes, boy, but you have to accept this. Don't put your energy into needless questions." I nodded. "I won't, Sir." "Good boy. This will make a real man out of you." Coach stepped back, taking his fingers out of my ass. I felt so empty! I wanted him to put them back in! He was walking over to my side, stroking my hard smooth belly, spreading my pre-cum all over my stomach. To my surprise, he brought his hand up to his lips, sniffing first, then licking my pre-cum! I could scarcely believe it. "Okay, boy. It's time for your teacher to become more comfortable himself." He took off his jogging pants, exposing his white tight boxers to view. I could see his strong, throbbing erection under the white cotton, and at the top of his erection was a wet spot. "Do you mind me becoming naked as well?" It was a completely rhetorical question. "No, Sir. I would love to see all of you, as well!" All my secret dreams about him were about to become true. Coach slid his tight boxers off, and his big cock sprang into my eager view. I wanted to touch him so badly, but I couldn't use my hands, still trapped in their bonds above my head. I looked in lust at his strong, athletic body. His erect cock loomed large before my eyes. "I know, boy, you are in great need, but we must do this slowly. You have to learn to relax and to control yourself! You have to accept all of this from your coach." "Yes, Sir!" Coach walked to the foot of the massage-table again. "We'll take good care of you, don't worry." Again, he started to stroke my ass-lips with his fingers. "Oh, yes. That's a good, beautiful boy." He dabbed more lube on my ass, then one of his stiff fingers slipped inside. Just like that, I took it easily. "I think we're just about ready now, boy. Try to relax as much as possible and accept your teacher, and you'll feel wonderful. Just trust me -- I know." I felt something much larger than his fingers on my ass-lips. I knew he was aiming his cock at my virgin asshole! I could not see it, but it felt huge. I was determined to take it all for him. "Yes, boy. You are doing fine. Open up now, all the way for me." His encouraging words made my head spin. I felt so good! "I know it will be a strange, new feeling, but you can take it! You can do it, for sure." I felt the pressure increase as my ass-lips were forced open. "If you want this enough you can do it -- and you'll get it." I was feeling the insistent pressure of his cock. "Ooooohh!" I felt myself opening up for him. At last his cockhead was in!!!! I could feel it! "That's a good boy! Yesssss! You're taking it! Be a brave boy for me!" "Just a little more now." Open yourself up for me -- accept all my hard cock into your sexy body." I tried to relax my tight, throbbing ass, but it was a little difficult still. He was stroking, kneading my ass-cheeks with his big strong hands. "God yes, boy. You did it!" I felt him deep -- all the way inside me. Coach waited, his beautiful cock thrust deep inside my willing butt. I was in heaven! "Don't move! Let me do all the work!" He rocked slowly inside me, hitting my gland. I lost all self control and just moaned like an animal in need. I wanted to use my hands to pull his strong body deeper inside me, but it was no use. They were still firmly bound above my head. Coach withdrew his cock slowly, then thrust it back in again and again. It was true! My coach was really fucking me!! My little cock was on fire, and I could not help myself. When coach hit my gland again, all my control was lost. I felt my cum boiling down in my balls. I suddenly exploded all over the place. Spurt after spurt sprayed everywhere. with Cum hitting my chest, my chin, even my nose. "Good boy!!!!" He suddenly withdrew his cock from my ass, stroking his own cock between my wide-spread legs. "Yes, boy. I'm going to come all over you!" I saw his strong hand jerking himself furiously -- then the opening at the end of his cock swelling -- then the geyser of hot cum hitting my smooth teen body. Comments are VERY welcome at: bchaim@hotmail.com