Date: Sat, 15 Mar 2003 18:27:33 EST From: MrCMpLiCaTD@aol.com Subject: Highschool/Staring Postion chapter 1 Disclaimer: Do not attempt to steel this story, and I am not responsible for anything happening if someone who isn't supposed to read my story does. Any similarity to any other stories or scripts is entirely coincidental. Chapter 1 Bryan sat in study hall with his head down. He dreaded going to football practice because he knew that even though he was the most attractive looking guys on the football team, he was not worthy of starting. Practice was rough, but he compensated for it by secretly eyeing all the colorful cocks and sweaty asses in the locker room. Bryan lived in denial that he was gay, and just considered jacking off to gay porn as something he did. Coach Gutherage was a big hardass, always pushing the players to the max and then some. Although he was hated by the football team an probably the assistant coaches, he was a favorite among the cheerleaders. They couldn't resist his rock hard abs, and plump pecks; or his "popeye" calves and apple ass. I had been rumored that he screwed half the cheerleading squad, and got blow jobs from the rest. Little did his groupies know that he had other sexual interests. Bryan was sure he was about to be chewed out again by Gutherage when he was called to his office. He was right. After listening to about ten minutes of yelling, Bryan was told to go to Gutherage's file cabinet and pull out a football camp form. Bryan was so tired from practice, that he opened the wrong drawer. It was stock full of gay porno magazines and videos. He quickly closed the drawer and looked to the ceiling with immediate disbelief followed by instant happiness. A mischievous grin grew on his face. He knew how he was going to get a starting position. Bryan thought long and hard about just how he was going to seduce his coach. After Fridays practice the sweaty boys undressed themselves, and headed into the showers. Bryan paid no attention to the beautiful tight butts or the musty manly smell of male flesh. He stayed in the locker room taking off his pants extra slowly later nominating himself to clean up the locker room. Gutherage was about to grab his lotion and magazine (assuming the locker room outside his office was empty when he heard one of the shower heads turn on. The coach peeked outside his office and looked down the hall. All the lights had been turned off except for the shower room; he nervously walked down the hallway. He poked his head around the corner only to find Bryan's back to him as he took a shower. Bryan knew he was being watched; his one man show began. Coach Gutherage gawked at Bryan's beautiful body, and he started fondling his crotch. Bryan caressed himself with his ivory soap preparing himself for the next phase of his plan. He purposely dropped the bar, and bent over to pick it up spreading his legs to expose his pink puckered rosebud. The coach shivered as he followed the soapy veins of water travel down Bryan's back into his crack covering his rosebud. From his bent position, Bryan squatted picking up the bar of soap, and rubbing his ass hole from between his legs. He was now ready for his final phase. He reached his other hand between his legs, and began rubbing his tight hole his one finger. This made coach Gutherage freeze. Bryan never struck him as the "gay" type. He also wondered if Bryan knew he was watching him, or if he was simply trying to get off. Bryan then implanted his finger into his love socket and moaned. Gutherage began to sweat as he began to faster. Bryan started bouncing up and down on his finger. "Fuck, mmm fuck" he said. He grabbed his dick and stroked vigorously. He slapped the all tiles with his other hand. "Oh shit... uh uh uh um... oh FUCK!" With that, Bryan shot his load on the tiles. Gutherage also came, and he grunted resting his head on the wall. Then suddenly Bryan stood up and turned his head towards his closet coach. Want to know what happens next? Email me with your positive comments. MrCMpLiCaTD@aol.com