Date: Sat, 25 Feb 2006 17:52:26 -0600 From: Keith Yates Subject: the coach's office 2 This is a fictional story involving sexual relations between two males. If you are under the legal age of consent to read such material, or if you are offended by the subject matter, then DO NOT READ any further. This is a Fictional story and any relation to any real person is purely coincidental. I appreciate all of the positive feed back I received from the first chapter in this series. I am pleased that you liked the first chapter enough to be reading this chapter. Let me know what you think of this installment. I hope you find it better than chapter one. Please feel free to e-mail me your comments, but remember I am still new at this so be gentle with me. The Coaches Office Chapter 2 The Coach had been riding TJ pretty hard the past two weeks. He had not given the kid a break in practice. Every time he made the smallest error the Coach was onto him. TJ thought the coach was being unfair. He did not seem to be so rough on the other guys. TJ thought he had been doing better, but there were still times he couldn't keep his mind on the ball. When ever he would miss a free throw or make any kind of error the Coach was there yelling at him. Today had been especially bad. He had messed up an Algebra test and had to stay late after class which made him late for practice. then he had to tell the Coach why he was late. Now the Coach knew his grades had slipped a little. Of course the coach had been pissed and assigned TJ to run laps and said they would talk after he was done. All of the other guys had left a few minutes ago, so TJ and Coach were the only two left. TJ had become use to being the last guy to leave the gym. The Coach had made him stay late a couple of other times running laps. TJ didn't mind to much. It let him use the showers by himself which gave him the opportunity to take care of his raging cock. It seemed that his cock needed more attention these days than ever before. TJ didn't understand why. Everything seemed to make his cock respond. Sometimes it was another guy on the team, sometimes it was a show on TV and sometimes even when the Coach was lecturing him. His cock always seemed to be trying to push its way out of his shorts. TJ finished his last lap and headed into the locker room. He pulled his sweaty tee shirt off as he headed to his locker. He slid down his shorts and his sweaty jockstrap and tossed them into the locker. Then he grabbed his stuff for the shower and headed that way. He could feel his cock growing harder and harder as he walked. "Shit the damn thing has gotten use to be beating it off in the shower," he said as he made his way through the rows of lockers to the showers. "TJ," the Coach said. The Coach was standing a little behind and off to the side in his office doorway. "Fuck," he said under his breath as he tried to hold the towel to hide his growing dick. "um yeah, Coach?" "I hope you haven't forgotten that I want to have a little talk," The Coach said. "Oh of course not Coach," TJ said hoping that his cock wasn't showing as he only half turned to look in the coaches direction. "Good, then don't take too long in the shower," Coach said as he turned and headed back into his office. Coach couldn't help smiling as he had turned away. He had saw the Kid trying to hide his young hard cock. Today seemed like as good a day as ever to put his little plan into action. He just hoped that it wouldn't back fire on him. TJ stepped into the shower his cock still swinging in front of him. It seemed his cock liked being hard and almost being caught walking through the locker room with a rock hard rod added to the excitement. TJ didn't know what was going on. A Part of him seemed to find it exciting and erotic being naked in the locker room sporting a woody. TJ shampooed his brown hair and let the water rinse the soap down over his lean tan body. He soaped up his body. Washing his sweaty pits, running the soap through his brown pubes. Soapy fingers fondling his balls and running up and down his hard shaft. He wanted to jack off, but he didn't know if he had the time. Plus what if Coach got impatient and came looking for him. What if he found TJ in the shower with a boner and his fist pumping up and down on it. TJ's Cock gave a jump at the thought. Fuck but he found it all too exciting. He had to get these thoughts out of his mind. He just had to find a new girlfriend. He was sure a new girlfriend would take care of his frustration and drive all these thoughts out of his head. He finished his shower and hurried back to his locker. For the most part, his cock had finally softened. TJ pulled on a pair of blue briefs, a pair of shorts, and a tee shirt. He sat down on the wooden bench and pulled his Nikes on before he headed to the Coaches office. He found Coach sitting behind his desk in a Navy wife beater. His hair was damp and the shirt looked fresh. Coach must have used the time while TJ was showering to make use of the personal shower in a corner of the coaches office. TJ couldn't help but admire the man's athletic body. The broad shoulders and powerful chest tapering down to a narrow waist. The big biceps emphasized the fact that Coach took the time to keep himself in shape. TJ knew from watching the Coach during practices that his legs were just as well muscled as the rest of him. The man was definitely an athlete and had the body to prove it. TJ liked the way Coach's chest hair showed around the edges of the wife beater. It looked darker than the well trimmed sandy colored hair on his head. It seemed to emphasize Coaches masculinity. "Good TJ, come in and have a seat," Coach said looking up from the laptop he had been concentrating on. TJ took a seat and looked nervously at the coach. He knew he was going to get a lecture and just hoped he wasn't going to be kicked off the team. "I had a talk with Mr. Parker while you were running laps," Coach began. "It seems your grades are dropping in his class. He tells me your mind has not been on your class work. It seems he is experiencing the same problem in his class that I have noticed on my court." "I am trying," TJ started explaining. "I, I, just seem to get, um distracted easily." "Are you having problems at home?" Coach asked. "Oh no everything at home is just fine," TJ said. "Well, then I believe I know what your problem is." Coach said a twinkle in his eye. "You do?" TJ asked puzzled. "Yes," Coach said. "It is something we must address. We can not let it continue." "What? What do you think my problem is," TJ asked. "Well, it appears from what I have seen, that you are too fucking horny for your own good." The coach said his voice taking on a more firm and disapproving tone. TJ did not know what to say. He had never expected Coach to say this. This was not what he wanted to hear. He could feel his face beginning to burn with embarrassment "Coach I do not know what you were told but..." "TJ do not tell me it isn't true." The Coaches voice taking on a stern tone. "You have broken several school rules to satisfy your perverse desires." Perverse desires. What was He talking about. He hadn't broken any school rules. TJ voiced this to Coach. "Now TJ don't give me that line of bull shit," Coach said. "Or do you think your pleasuring of yourself in the shower is approved by the school board?" TJ felt his stomach drop, felt the redness creeping hire up his neck as he realized the Coach knew. "I... I, I, don't know what you are talking about." "Coaches eyes seemed to burn as he looked TJ over. TJ thought they were burning with anger. Little did he know that the fire inside Coach was not anger but a long awaited desire for the young man. "Don't give me that shit TJ," Coach said. The Coaches voice had risen as he began phase one of his plan. "I have all the proof I need." "Proof?" TJ asked wondering what kind of proof Coach could have. Had one of the other teammates came back and saw him in the shower stroking? "Yes!" Coach said as he turned the lap top around so TJ could see the screen. TJ's eyes bugged out as he saw what was on the screen. There was a picture of him in the shower stroking his cock. His soapy hand wrapped around his rock hard boner. TJ's mouth went dry. He didn't know what to say. He was afraid, dreading what might happen if anyone else found it. His team mates would never let him forget this. If Coach told the Principal, then they would tell his parents. Fuck but he would be grounded or die of embarrassment. "Do you have nothing to say for yourself?" Coach asked. "I, I, I was just taking a shower...I was just washing myself." TJ knew no one would believe that, but he had to try something. "Is that so." Coach said. His big arm reaching around so he could hit the arrow key. the picture changed to another pick of TJ stroking. Coach hit the key again and the picture changed again. Again Coach hit the key and the picture changed. Coach hit the key several times until the picture of TJ shooting his cum from his cock and hitting the wall was on the screen. His mouth went even more dry. His face was burning red from embarrassment. He felt like he might be sick. "Okay, Okay, I...I just did it that one time. TJ began explaining. He was talking fast hoping Coach would believe him. Hoping to get it over with fast. "I had just been dumped. The bitch had gotten me all excited and then dumped me. I couldn't do it at home because I share a room with my little brother. It was the only place I could find. Please Please don't tell anyone else. It was only that one time. I won't do it again." "Just the one time huhm." Coach said as he turned the lap top back around. "you won't do it again." Coaches voice said that he didn't believe a word. "Only the once," TJ said trying to convince him. "I promise it won't happen again." Coach was bringing up another file as he said, "How the hell can I believe you won't do it again when you are lying to me right now." Coaches voice had taken on the stern tone again. "You sit there telling me it only happened once. that you promise you won't do it again. How can I believe you won't do it again when you are lying about it only happening that one time. "I, I'm not lying coach," TJ stuttered. "Honest only the once." The Coach slapped the desk hard with his hand making TJ jump startled by the sound echoing in the room. "Stop your fucking lying. Stop it right now. You fucking little horn ball. Sitting there and lying to my face." Time for Phase two the coach thought as he turned the laptop back around. TJ just about fell out of his chair. It wasn't just a picture of him stroking his hard cock filling the screen. This time it was a video of him beating his meat. His hand moved up and down his shaft. His fingers fondled his balls as he stroked. TJ lost the ability to speak as he watched himself jerking off. He had no idea how Coach had gotten this. He had no idea what he was going to do. "As you can see the video has a time and date stamp down there in the bottom right corner." Coach knew he had the boy by the balls and now it was time to take it all the way. Under the desk his own cock was throbbing and leaking pre cum with excitement. His tight white jockeys getting wet with his cock juices. I have two other files on this laptop with different date stamps. It seems you have been using my locker room as your personal jack off room." "How? Where? What?" TJ tried to ask where and how he had gotten this but the words would not come out. "You see TJ," Coach said a smirk on his face. "These days digital video cameras are so small that they can be easily missed. Especially by a horny boy who is only thinking about stroking his cock until it explodes all over the shower wall." TJ did not think his face could get any hotter but it was. Fuck he hated this. He hated feeling like this. Seeing his own cock shooting onto the wall and floor of the shower he finally pulled his eyes from the screen and looked at the floor in shame. "Tired of looking at yourself?" Coach asked. "Or would you like to see one of the other videos?" "What, what are you going to do with them?" TJ asked his voice soft and desperate. "Well, as a teacher it is my duty to take this to the Principal and let him set some sort of discipline. Coach leaned back and raised his hands behind his head. He could feel his cock throbbing under the desk. "But as your one of my players, maybe we should take care of this situation between the two of us." TJ looked up hope beginning to grow in his gut. He looked up into the coaches blue eyes. Looked at the tufts of arm pit hair showing as the coach leaned back in his chair. The big biceps bulged as he looked directly at TJ. TJ felt his cock twitch. "Fuck not now," TJ thought. "What do you think TJ want us to handle this between just the two of us? Coach asked. "Yes please," TJ stammered. "Please Coach don't take it any further. I admit that I have been doing that but I will stop. It doesn't have to go any further. Please Coach." TJ was practically begging. "Well, I will still have to set some sort of punishment. Something that fits the crime as it were." "Sure Coach," TJ said. He could feel the knot in his stomach loosen a little. "I will be happy to run more laps or even clean the locker room and equipment or what ever you want." "Hmmm I don't think running laps is really a fitting punishment." "Then what?" TJ asked. "Well, it seems as if it should be something that fits the crime," Coach said. He could feel his cock straining against the fabric of his shorts. "Whatever you think is right Coach. Just as long as this doesn't have to go any further than between us." "When I was a year or so younger than you," Coach began. "My father caught me smoking a cigarette Smoking was against the rules, so as my punishment my father forced me to smoke a whole pack. I had to smoke one right after the other. It made me as sick as a dog and I have never wanted one since. Even the thought makes my stomach churn." TJ did not know where Coach was going. Was he going to be forced to smoke until he began throwing up. He didn't understand what one thing had to do with the other. "I think your crime should be treated the same way," Coach said. "You like jacking off so much that you have been doing it in my locker room. Then I think I will take a page from my father's book and give you want you want." Coach slid his chair back and stood up moving around the desk. He did not try and hide the raging hard on he had. His cock was thick and pushing out the front of his shorts. There was no way TJ could miss the boner. TJ's eyes locked on the bulge in Coach's shorts as he moved to the front of his desk. He leaned against the desk his crotch eye level with TJ. "You like jacking on cock so much," Coach said. "Then jack on mine." "What," TJ said stunned. "No way...No fucking way." "You said you wanted me to handle this. That you didn't want me to take these issues to the Principal. Now your already giving me trouble." "Coach, your joking right," TJ said. "I mean, I may jack off, but I am not queer. I aint going to stroke another guys cock." "YES you are," Coach said in a commanding tone. "Your fucking hand had better be around my cock in the next few seconds or all deals are off. I will take these images to the Principal and have him deal with this situation. I am sure he will have to call your parents in and show them what their boy has been doing at school. Hell it may have to even go before the school board." TJ could feel his heart sinking at the thought of his parents seeing him jacking off. Not to mention the Principal and the board. Fuck he was so screwed. "Soon everyone will know what you have been doing. How easy do you think it will be for you to land a new girl friend then. Not to mention what your teammates will think of you." He knew it was all true. He would be the laughing stock of the school. No girls would date him. The team would tease and torment him forever. He had little choice. He would have to, have to stroke Coach. "Now get to work on my cock!" The command in the Coach's voice left little room for argument. Looking up at the man TJ sighed. "Is there no other way?" "NO!" TJ reached up and began rubbing the thick meat through the fabric of his shorts. He could feel the heat of the swollen man meat. Feel the wetness of the pre cum on the fabric of the shorts. "Fucking do it right," Coach ordered. "Take my fucking cock out and wrap your fingers around it and fucking stroke me properly." TJ slowly lowered Coach's shorts and jockey briefs revealing his large man cock. It was thick and long had to be close to nine or more inches. Not to mention thick and pre cum was leaking from the big mushroom head. Coach let the shorts slide down his legs and too the floor. His cock throbbed as TJ finally reached out and took it in his hand. He could feel the boy's hand shake a bit as he grasp the rock hard slab of meat. TJ squeezed the thick meat testing the thickness slowly gliding his hand up the long shaft. His fingers brushing the rim of the head before he slid them back down to feel the thick dark pubes brushing against his fingers. "That's it Kid stroke your Coach. stroke me just like you were stroking yourself in the shower." TJ began stroking him. His hand slowly gliding up and down the thick shaft. His fingers rubbing the head as he stroked. He felt the pre cum oozing onto his fingers. the juice making his hand slide a little easier up and down the thick long man pole. That's it come on stroke me like you mean it. Don't forget about my balls. Do me really well or else." TJ reached up with his other hand and began rolling those big cum filled nuts around in his fingers. He felt the wrinkly sack slightly hairy in his fingers. He worked the nuts with one hand and the big dick with the other. "Um does that feel good," Coach moaned. As TJ stroked the Coach faster and harder squeezing that big Fuck pole, he noticed his own cock was rock hard in his shorts. He realized he had pre cum oozing from his own cock. The Coach moaned louder as TJ picked up his pace again. TJ's hand gliding up and down his engorged cock. His fingers fondling his big balls. It felt so good. the boy was a good cock stroker. He had probably had lots of practice. Coach reached down and grabbed TJ's hand holding it still on his cock. "Strip off your clothe," he ordered. TJ looked stupidly up at him as if not understanding the simple command. "I said," Coach said louder than before. "Take off your fucking clothes and do it now." "What, what for?" TJ questioned. Coach grabbed the kid under his arms and pulled him to his feet. "Don't ask why you little horn ball. Just do as your told. Now get them off." TJ slowly pulled his shirt off and then kicked off his shoes before lowering his shorts and underwear. His young cock was rock hard and it slapped his belly as he freed it from his underwear. "Humm, looks like maybe this isn't reducing your desire to jack off." Coach's eyes took in the rock hard young cock as it slapped TJ's belly. In Coach's opinion TJ was one of the best looking players on the team. The brown hair and those brown puppy dog eyes were very appealing to Coach. Plus he loved TJ's lean tan body. The muscles beginning to developed under that smooth skin. those small brown nipples on a smooth developing chest. "Now get back to work on my cock," Coach ordered. TJ grasped the man's big thick rod and began stroking again. He pumped it up and down his hand gliding up this thick shaft. His fingers rubbing the mushroom head. He twisted his hand on the down stroke. His other hand had returned to Coaches nuts. "Oh yeah, that's it TJ your doing a good job," he said. "Now it's time for the second part of your punishment. Now your going to suck this big hot man cock." TJ was stunned by the words. They couldn't be right. The Coach hadn't said that. It was just not true what he had heard. Coach had his hand on TJ's shoulder pushing him back down into the chair he had been sitting in. TJ watched as Coach's big cock swung back and forth before him. "Go on taste my dick. Suck me TJ. Suck your Coaches cock." "No, no, I aint doing that. No fucking way that's not going to happen." Coach grabbed a handful of TJ's hair and pulled his head back so it was looking up at him. "You will fucking do what you are told. Your going to do what I say from this point on or else we can just march those videos and images right over to the principal. We can let your Mommy watch you stroke yourself." "Come on Coach," TJ pleaded. "I will stroke you off, but I can't do that. I can't suck you. That is gay and I aint gay." "I don't give a flying Fuck what you are and what your not," Coach said angrily. "Your going to fucking suck me and your going to do it now." Coach reached down and grabbed one of TJ's hard little nipples. He twisted and pinched it until TJ cried out in pain. It was at that moment Coach pushed his cock into the boys open mouth. TJ felt the head being forced into his mouth. felt the juice on the head. He then tasted the man's pre cum. He realized it didn't taste nasty like he thought it would. TJ's hands moved to the well muscled thighs and held on there as Coach pushed his cock into and down the Kids throat. TJ gagged as the big thick cock slid into his throat. He couldn't breathe. He was beginning to wonder if he might pass out or even worse. His hands pushed at the muscular thighs. Coach pulled back leaving just the head in the boy's mouth. Letting him take in a couple of breaths before pushing his cock back. He didn't push as far this time. He wanted the kid to learn to suck him all the way down. "That's it TJ, suck your Coach. Show him what a good kid you are and take your punishment." TJ was breathing easier now that Coach wasn't pushing the whole thing down his throat. He slowly worked his tongue around the big head tasting the juices leaking from it. He was so surprised that it didn't taste bad. A little salty and bitter, but not really bad. He began to slowly work his mouth up and down on the thick meat. "WATCH THOSE FUCKING TEETH!" The coach shouted when TJ's teeth grazed the sensitive head. TJ tried being more careful as he worked his lips up and down on the big thick man cock. He was easily taking about half of the thick nine inches into his mouth and trying to take a little more. His own cock was rock hard and dripping pre cum onto the chair he was sitting on. He could not believe he was actually enjoying sucking on this hot cock, but he must be if his cock was harder than he could ever remember it being in the past. TJ reached down and began to stroke himself as he sucked down further onto the Coach's cock. "Who the Fuck said you could do that?" Coach asked. TJ continued sucking and stroking himself. He couldn't answer the question and say he was fucking horny and so hard that his cock almost hurt. Coach reached down and took TJ's hand off the boy cock. "You don't seem to understand that we are trying to break you of that habit. You only get to stroke that cock of yours at the right time and I will tell you when that is." Coach let go of the hand he had pulled off the kids cock. He had began to slowly move his hips in and out slightly and slowly fucking the kids hot wet mouth. TJ waited a minute or two, but couldn't help himself. His hand returned to his cock and he began stroking again. Coach stepped back pulling his hard cock from the boy's mouth. "I told you to stop that." "But Coach, it's so hard. I have to," TJ said still stroking it. He needed to cum so bad. He had to stroke himself. Coach moved over to a shelf and grabbed a jump rope. He moved behind TJ and grabbed both of his hands. He looped the rope through the chair and around TJ's wrists. He tied TJ's arms behind his back. The boy didn't put up much of a struggle. He must have known it was fruitless. "Coach, please don't. I need to stroke myself. It hurts I am so hard." "Are you saying that sucking my cock has made you fucking hornier than ever before?" Coach asked. "Well, no, no not that. It, it has just been a, a while since my last um cum." "Well, if you do a good job on my cock, then maybe, just maybe I will let you beat that hard young cock of yours." Coach stepped back up to TJ his still rock hard man cock glistening in the light. It was still slick with his pre cum and TJ's spit. TJ did not have to be told. He opened his mouth and let coach slide his cock back in. This time when he felt the head hit his throat, he swallowed and was able to take more of that big meat. "OOOHHH YEEEAAAH that is it kid. MMMMMM you do that so gooooood." TJ worked his mouth harder and faster up and down the cock in front of him. He sucked it harder and faster. He needed to satisfy the coach so he could satisfy his own cock. Coach watched the naked youth sucking him. Looking down at the hot young man working his lips up and down his thick cock. Reaching down he ran a big hand over that smooth chest and played with the hard little nipples. TJ moaned as the coach teased his nipples. He liked the feeling. He never knew it could feel so good to have his nipples played with like this. TJ's cock twitched between his legs. The pre cum flowing steadily from the head. It throbbed and jumped straining for a release that was so badly needed. Coach reached down and took the kids cock in his hand. He held it, felt the wetness on the head and rubbed it up and down. TJ moaned around the cock in his mouth. It felt so good having Coach stroke him. Having another hand on him. It was wonderful. Coach stroked the kid. the young cock felt hot and warm in his hand. The young juice making it nice and slick. Using an over hand grip he pumped up and down on the hot smooth cock. "That's it TJ, suck me good and maybe I will stroke you off," Coach said giving the cock in his hand a firm squeeze. TJ moaned again wanting to be stroked and he sucked ever harder and faster on Coach's cock. Coach pumped faster and harder. It didn't take long before he knew the kid was going to cum and he slowed his pace. Slowed it to where his hand was just barely moving. TJ had been so close. He thought he was going to get his release, but then coach slowed his stroking. He whimpered in need. Trying to wordlessly beg for Coach to fucking jack him off and make him cum. "Want to shoot so bad don't you kid," Coach said. "Well as soon as you get all my cock down your throat, then I might let you cum." TJ began sucking harder and working his mouth steadily down the last couple inches that he hadn't managed to suck in yet. Soon he had it all in his mouth had every inch of thick meat buried down his throat. His nose was in the thick dark pubes as he deep throated Coach. "AAAAAAAHHHHHH yes finally," Coach moaned. "I knew you could do it." The coach began fucking the kids mouth again. He pushed in and out. his cock oozing pre cum and getting closer and closer to shooting. TJ felt the cock in his mouth grow even thicker and longer. He couldn't have believed it could get any bigger, but it was. He felt the balls against his chin tighten up as the first jet of hot juice shot right down his throat. Coach pulled back and let the boy suck on the head as he shot into the hot mouth. Jet after jet of hot cum shot into TJ's mouth. It tasted good. He liked the feeling of it on his tongue and the warm liquid slid easily down his throat. there was just so much of it. He couldn't keep up with it. the cum began running out of his lips. He could feel it leaking out and dripping down off his chin down onto his chest and oozing all over his neck. Coach moaned loudly as each hot jet of cum left his cock and went into the boy's mouth. It was the best orgasm he had had in years. It seemed to last and last, but really only went on for a few moments. "OH yes TJ that was great for your first time," Coach said pulling his cock from the kids mouth. TJ licked the cum from his lips. He could still feel it dripping from his chin. His own cock still urned for release. "You did really good," Coach said rubbing the boy's bare shoulder. "Um, then, can I cum now?" TJ asked hopefully. Coach looked down at the boy's erection. The cock was rock hard sticking out and still dripping with pre cum. It had formed a good sized little pool on the floor. "Looks like that young cock of yours is ready to explode isn't it?" Coach said. "OH yes it is Coach. Please untie me so I can jack off." "Is that what you want to jack yourself off?" Coach asked in a teasing tone. "Oh yes I need to cum so bad," TJ said. Coach reached down between the boys legs and wrapped his hand around that hard rod. He ran his thumb over the head which was slick with juice. TJ moaned as he felt the hand grasp his cock. He moaned even louder when Coach ran his thumb over his sensitive head. "Please, please," TJ begged. Please let me cum. Let me jack off Coach please." Coach slowly stroked the cock in his hand looking at TJ. "How does that feel?" " OH so good Coach. Please stroke it faster. Please stroke it harder. "Is that what you want for me to beat you off?" coach asked. "Yes" was all TJ said. "Well, all you need to do is ask," Coach said. "Please faster coach please." TJ said almost whimpering with the feelings of frustration at coach's slow hand movement. "Exactly what is it you want?" Coach asked. "OOHH Fuck Coach please stroke me. Stroke me fast and hard. Fucking jerk me off now. I need it so bad I want to cum." Coach tightened his grip on the hard cock and began to really stroke the kid. His hand squeezed firmly as it slid up and down the shaft. He twisted his hand left and right as he stroked. He would rub the head every time he stroked up on the shaft. TJ's moans grew louder and in only a minute he was blowing his load The first jet of hot white cum shooting out and hitting the front of Coach's desk the rest landing on the floor adding to the puddle of boy jizz. TJ sat gasping as the last of his juice dripped from his cock. His body was covered in new sweat and the Coach's cum. Coach was still stroking him getting the last of the load from him. His thumb rubbing TJ's overly sensitive head was driving him nuts. "OH Fuck Coach," TJ finally managed to say. "I don't think I have ever cum so hard or much before." Releasing TJ's softening cock Coach said, "you did make quite a mess. Looks like part of your punishment will have to be to clean this up." "You will not tell anyone about any of this or my jacking off in the showers will you Coach?" "I think we will keep this between just the two of us," Coach said. "Hopefully you won't be jacking off in the showers anymore." "Oh no, I have learned my lesson about that," TJ said. "Good. Now I expect your game to get back on track and for your grades to improve. I want your Algebra grade back up to where it was." "Oh I will try my hardest to do better on the court and in the classroom too." Coach reached down and grabbed his shorts and underwear. He pulled them up his long hairy legs letting his limp cock settle inside them. He adjusted him self so his thick meat was hanging properly. He noticed TJ watching him as he pulled his clothes back on and him adjust his cock. "Um, Coach, can you untie me now?" he asked. "Sure," Coach said. "I think we are done for today." Coach released TJ's hands. TJ rubbed his wrists where the rope had cut into them just a little. Then he wiped some of the cum from his face with his hand. "Your quite the cum covered little cock sucker aren't you," Coach said grinning down at TJ. "Well, I guess I should take another shower," TJ said. "Well first you have to clean up the mess you made on my desk and floor," Coach said. TJ looked at the large pool of cum on the floor and the cum on the front of the desk. He still could not believe he had shot so far or so much. He did not understand why it had felt so good. He did not understand how he had enjoyed it so much. TJ knew he was going to have to think about this whole incident and try and figure out his feelings. Maybe it was just that he was so horny. That had to be it. Coach tossed the cum covered jock a rag saying, "get that messed cleaned up and then you can use my shower to clean yourself up." "Okay, thanks Coach," TJ said. Coach watched the boy get down on the floor and start wiping up the mess he had made. Coach enjoyed the sight of the naked boy on his hands and knees wiping up the cum. He watched the boy's tight little ass wiggling. Coach felt his cock twitch inside his shorts. Felt it growing with new lust for this kid. But there would be time for that. They had the whole school year ahead of them. Copyright 2006 all Rights reserved.