Date: Mon, 27 Apr 2009 22:41:31 +0000 From: Another Person Subject: Falling in Love with Coach Simon strolled out of detention at 6pm on Wednesday onto a deserted corridor in the deserted school. Somewhere quiet always seems much more serene when it is not the norm for that particular area. Simon wore his uniform without care, there were no teachers about anyway, his white shirt had the two top buttons undone and the black and red tie was loosely hanging around his neck. It was a hot day. In fact, it was coming towards the end of a hot day. It was that point in a summer?s day when the sun would still be bright, the day lulling, in full awareness that it is not at an end, yet the peak has come and gone. The hour was relaxed. Simon felt the mood all through his body, he too was relaxed. So relaxed that he decided he was not ready to go home, just walking to his house would take too much time from that precious hour of day. He wandered the cool, shaded corridors with his hands stuffed in his pockets as if they disappeared below the white shirt into his black school trousers. His shirt was untidy round his waist, allowing parts of his teenage flesh to be seen. His shirt was only tucked in at the front where his silver belt buckle draws your eyes down to his waist. His hair was a little bit longer than most boys for his school which added some charm to his demeanour. It was tossed and messy, a consequence of the long hours he had just spent in the detention room where it was hot and quiet. He spent the hours thinking about how much he wanted to be at home, alone in his house. In his bedroom he would take advantage of the way that the summer heat had him feel. Summer was approaching fast with a vengeance, it was two weeks before her would leave school for good, moving on to much more exciting this. He considered how serene he felt at the concept of moving on as he wandered through the school. He had previously assumed the school was empty. Passing the gym and the students? weights room he noticed the light on and heard the faint clunk of weight machines being operated and the sensual groans of a the man who was working them. He looked through the narrow pane of glass in the door filled with the grids you find on reinforced glass. He watched his P.E. teacher Mr. Gibson as he lifted weights. The man sat upright at the machine, legs spread open and arms straining to pull the brackets together across his chest. He wore some generic soccer jersey which was tight against his chest. The man looked hot, covered in fresh sweat. He wore loose football shorts which where shorter than most Simon had seen before. The white shorts had two red stripes down either side and either end of the longish red lace whish was threaded through the waistband dangled loosely between his legs and over the round bulge of soft cock that Simon couldn?t see defiantly from such a distance but knew was there. Gibson kept working on the machine as Simon watched. His shirt would lift up at the waist slightly every time his arms were trust apart by the release of the heavy weights. The man was an athlete, a long distance runner, light at slender, but toned with well defined muscles underneath his clothing. These were all qualities which Simon and his teammates admired about the man who had coached them to win the county championship. Simon felt nothing but respect and admiration for Gibson. Simon entered the room casually and made his way to sit on the bench that was placed opposite the machine where his mentor was working. ?Hey,? he greeted him in a relaxed manner before seating himself on the gym bench to face Gibson straight on with his legs lying open casually. ?All right?? the teacher replied while he continued to work. ?Good day for it?... Isn?t it?? Simon said almost jokingly. The man finished lifting weights and let out a relaxed laugh and the cheeky smile that he always had ?Yeh?... I suppose...? He was working hard, he was hot, and he was sweaty. The heat did not help him. In order to relieve himself from the sweltering heat the man picked up the bottle of icy cold water from the floor at his side and poured it over himself after taking a drink. He felt the water so cold as if it entered his body and began shooting through his veins, the refreshment was intense. The man?s hair was black and cut short, he had a slight receding hair-line which was somehow attractive. Simon watched as the man removed his t-shirt to reveal his chest. His muscles were tightened by the shock of the cold water and his nipples were erect. His body was pleasingly tanned and his chest was dappled with short black chest hair. The man rubbed his hand over his chest and stimulated his body which was tingling with euphoria created by the heat of the day. Simon who was surveying every inch of the man?s body, watched as this all happened within about a minute but every movement seemed to be in slow-motion. Watching the attractive 27 year old he was getting really horny relaxed while his body reacted in the usual ways. . Simon?s eyes fixed on the growing and hardening bulge in his teachers shorts, watched in amazement as his teacher?s massive dick began to peek out of his shorts. Gibson, caressing his body, totally relaxed in his sexual mood, began to talk to the student. ?You know what I love about sport? It?s the pleasure of achievement, endurance. Ignoring all other distractions to push your boundaries beyond anything you?ve ever achieved before. Allowing yourself to let go of consciousness momentarily in the heat of the moment; Letting your body take over and your instinct run wild in that moment.? Simon watched his teacher speak so serenely and passionately as every word dropped from his lips like an invitation to his student. It was like every word was an invitation to the young teacher?s body. The teacher stood up and left the machine, his hard cock standing out from the bottom of his shorts and walked around the room behind the young man, out of his view. Simon continued to stare at the empty machine in amazement. With Simon knowing it or seeing it the coach had dropped his short down his slender body and headed to the doors. Simon continued to stare at the machine. The coach walking through the open door with a confident stride called back to the stunned student who had not realised his teacher was completely naked. ?Si?..? Simon turned his head to see his naked teacher walking out the door, ?You comin?? the teacher continued to walk. Simon, his eyes fixed on the teacher?s tight ass, got up and followed him to the shower room. He watched Gibson?s body move from behind, following, lusting after the perfect body that lead him out of the room. Simons gut was filled with lust for the man, his head confused that he would have lust for a man. He had always admired men and was comfortable with that but had never considered them so erotic before. Gibson shared these thoughts but couldn?t resist than to taste the young man that he had helped to form; physically and non-physically. He was the young man?s favourite teacher after all. Both of the men were comfortable with each other?s body. They discussed sport, fitness and appearance frequently. They had even touched and explored each other?s bodies in order to encourage each other toward optimum fitness. The both had a passion for the male form, just not as much of a passion as they were about to discover. They were more than teacher and student, they were friends; they would talk for hours together after football practice, text each other and they would work out together after hours and even shower in front of each other. Simon?s cock was rock hard in his trousers, he understood where the situation was leading and was more than intrigued, he was excited. He had concerns about the size of his dick however, it was 6 inches, and Gib?s was obviously much more. His body was yearning and his heart was pounding a mile a minute as he followed his friend?s entrancing body towards the shower room. The empty shower room was cool, a welcome relief to the heat of the day. The cool room removed the intensity of the heat that had brought their minds to this situation in the first place but by know both men had also made conscious decisions that they wanted to do this, Simon was a virgin, he was waiting for the right person, in the back of his mind he decided that this friend was the right person, Gibson was the only person he had ever loved being around and spending time with, he was the only person he had ever loved. On entering the room Gibson felt the cold tiles under his feet and turned around to the fully clothed student. ?Are you sure?? he asked. Simon?s answer was a resounding yes. Gib smiled with a sense of affection and moved closer to the young man, grabbed his slender waist and kissed him. Simon felt euphoric in that moment, the moment he fell in love, the moment that Gib took control of him. Simon used his hands to explore the body of the man, moving them round his waist, groping his ass and gently fondling his cock. Gib groaned in pleasure as he did this. Gib began to undress Simon, pulling his tie off, and unbuttoning his shit. Simon was well toned; he had learnt everything about it from Gibson. They had practically created identical bodies. Once his shit was removed Gibson fell to his knees and began to unbuckle his belt, he tore the young man?s trousers down his legs and revealed the six inch cock and the most amazingly large balls he had ever seen. Gib wet his lips and began to suck the young man?s thick dick. Simon relished in the pleasure of his friend and teacher and threw his head back and groaned, the man?s mouth moved up and down the thick shaft tasting every inch. Simon ran his fingers through Gib?s hair and caressed the back of the man?s neck, just behind the ears. Gib?s heavy breathing was verging on the groans that Simon was making; he gained so much pleasure from giving pleasure. Simon stopped the man who was sucking his dick, pulled him to his feet and led him further into the shower room where there were about ten showers placed on the curved wall, creating a circle of showers. This area brought back so many sexual memories for Simon. He and his team would shower together here, they we all so young fit and attractive. Each team member was confident and sexually charged to a degree where they flaunted it freely in front of men and women alike. Simon remembered all the times that he and his teammates had wanked together in that shower, how many would get hard and show off in front of their friends at how big their cock?s were. He considered how many horny young men had spilled their seed on the tiles of that shower room floor, considering this and being there with Gib just had him even more turned on. He led Gib across the room and stopped him underneath a shower head near the centre. He walked around the room turning on all the showers, water began to flow, flooding the room with steam creating an atmosphere with the sound alone. Simon could imagine his teammate showering and watching as he pleasured their stunning mentor. The last shower he turned on was the one beneath Mr. Gibson. As the water hit the school teacher Simon reached for the bottle of shower gel left behind by some strutting 18 year old jock. He took some gel in his hands and rubbed it all over the teacher?s body starting at his shoulders and moving over his chest, he caressed Gib?s hard nipples and strong arms. He watched as the water washed the lather off Gib?s body and over his hard cock and down strong legs. Once the water ran clear Simon fell to his knees to take the strong man?s throbbing cock into his mouth. He wet his lips before slowly moving his lips up and down the man?s long cut dick and felt his mushroom head hit the back of his throat. He could taste the precum on his tongue, it was sweeter than he had ever expected. Simon continued to pleasure his teacher, the man who he admired and desired so much in that moment, he didn?t really understand how he could feel that way about a man, yet he continued to take the man?s mature cock. Gib?s groans grew louder as waves of pleasure streamed over his body, the experience was exhilarating. Lost in the electricity of the moment and overwhelmed by pleasure, he fell back onto the cool wall, accidently moving the water gage to cold. The cold water streamed over the men?s steaming bodies, they were both electrified by the shock. Gib shot sweet cum into his protege?s mouth, Simon drank every drop. Simon was taken over by the pleasure of the experience, when the cold water hit his body he automatically shot his load onto the tiled floor, the cum of the two men mixed in the water and rushed down the drain. Simon got up from his knees and without hesitation Gib grabbed the young man, held him close and they shared the sweetest kiss. That was the moment they fell in love.