From: D One Subject: Coach's Boy Date: Tue, 24 Nov 1998 19:25:17 GMT The first swim meet had been quite a victory. The team, mostly composed of freshmen and sophomores were the new school team. Even the pool was new. And the coach, also a history teacher, was unproven. The boys put on their new speedos with the school emblem on their crotches and laughed...espcially since their school mascot was a BULL. And to promote team spirit, all had shaven their heads..despite parents protesting. What the parents didn't know about was the boys had gone beyond that tradition and done another. "Ok guys, it will make us swim faster...every tenth of a second counts." one of the boys, Clint had said. He learned this from his older brother who swam in college. They all stared at him and nobody made a move or comment. "Ok, forget it, we'll just loose. Everybody come to a pre meet party at my place this weekend" Even the coach appeared at the party, laughing and joking with the boys and Clint's parents. Then he left the boys to their sleepover party. "Shhhh, " Clint announced "I don't know about you guys, but I'm gonna win the meet on Sunday" Clint pulled off his tee shirt and shorts..and stood totally naked in front of them. He lifted his arms to show everyone that there wasn't a hair on his body. Now teenagers are proud of their armpit hair, let alone pubic hair..and if they get chest hair, that's an even more important sign of their masculinity. But Clint looked as smooth as he was when he was ten. "Who's gonna join me and Mark" Everyone looked over at Mark who was shucking his jeans and displaying that he too had shaven all hair away. The boys realized that Mark and Clint had probably shaven each other. "I've got the shaving cream, towels and we got the time" Kenny stood up and stirpped taking the cream and spraying it all over him. He was the freshman class president..a leader and very likable. Mark took a razor and started shaving him. Two by two and sometimes more, quietly joined the others until the room was full of naked boys, shaving cream, laughter and nervous boys feeling someone touch their cock and balls probably for the first time. There were erections. "You get used to that" Clint had said to Kenny as his curved cock was clearly visable for everyone. "By the time we win state championships, we'll all have hardons" the group laughed. The shower ran, the pile of towels got higher and the boys put them in the washing machine..ignoring the fact they were still naked. As the tv late movie flickered and the room lights dimmed, the boys sat around talking, eating, joking and absent-mindedly feeling their smooth legs, butts, cortchs, armpits and other parts. As Clint promised, there were many erections among the horny teenage crowd. And in the dark, the unmistakable sounds of teammates helping other teammates with their erections were clearly heard. It was all Clint and Mark had planned for. They had learned the joy of mutual jacking off many years before then. And as they shaved each other, learned the joys of male intimacy in other ways too. "You boys were fucking fantastic" the coach had said realizing he had cursed. That made the boys laugh and cheer even louder. The school Principal barged into the boys locker room and ignored the nudity around her, cheered the group too. "That was some contest" Coach Able said to Clint after practice two days later. "How did you do it? I mean everyone was swimming pretty well, and getting better and better..but damn, eveyone was full of energy that day." Clint smiled "My brother told me ways to get the guys feeling like a team" "Hows that" Able asked. "Well for starters we shaved" "I knew that...the parents are still angry about that" he said "No I mean everywhere" Clint said Coach Able didn't reply. He just stared, not sure about what to say next and in his mind enjoying the sight of his swim team covered with shaving lotion and shaving each other. "I thought I detected some missing hair ... armpits and Jeffrey's chest of course" Clint and he laughed. Jeffrey, a student who had repeated his sophomore year so often they called him "Dad" had a chest of hair that made everyone envious until the meet that is. "I should have known. The sleepover right?" Coach Able asked. Clint smiled "Yep. My brother told me what they did at State and Mark and me did it" "Hmmmm. Well I can't officially condone that of course, but as long as nobody got hurt and everyone joined in, I guess there's no harm. Beside you guys swam like a team" Clint peeled off his shirt and then his warmup pants. He stood totally naked in front of the coach. Coach Able stood transfixed not knowing what to do next. "See? We shaved everywhere...." Clint lifted his own ballsac and bent over showing his smooth asscrack. "What are you doing" Able said rushing to lock his office door. "Someone will come in and think...." "My brother said there was another tradition." "What's that?" Able said hoping his erection wasn't as detectable as it felt. "The team captain becomes the coach's boy" he said blushing at his own suggestion. He had watched the man swim in his speedos in the new pool long ago and fantasized about him ever since. It was true his brother had said something about a "Coach's Boy" but he never said what that meant. "Uh that is if you want me to be captain" Clint suddenly got very quiet. "That's for the boys to decide" "No SIR, it's your decision. I promise you if you make me your boy, I'll get this team fired up for every meet..no matter what it takes SIR" He moved closer and knelt like an obedient servent about to be made a knight. Clint had seen photos of naked boys serving older men in the magazines he had swipped from the sex store. Mark and he had played out a few scenes when they messed around. Clint knew he liked it. He had gone to Mr. Able's house more then once but didn't have the nerve to knock. While there once, he looked in the garbage can and found some porn magazines that told him Able might indeed like him this way. One of the books of fantasy stories Clint had stolen and read while jacking off again and again. "We can't..." Able said as he put his hands on the boys bare shoulders to lift him. "You can massage me...nobody would say anything about that" Clint said. And he moved to the massage table laying face down. Able put a towel over the boys butt and began to feel as he massaged the young boys muscles. "We have to be careful. You'd be ok, but I'd get fired, maybe worse" "SIR I wouldn't let that happen. I'm no flaky teenager. I knew I wanted to be your boy the first time I saw you in the pool" Able had looked across the pool that day to see Clint staring. He had waved and smiled before diving in. And in fact had fantasized about swimming over and grabbing the boy into the pool for an underwater sexual encounter. Buthe hadn't know who the boy was then. "OK everyone stand and tell me your name, class and what kind of swimming you have done" Clint had stood and complied. Coach Able recognized him immediately and blushed a bit. "You have nice muscle tone" Able said....the safest way he knew of telling Clint he had a nice butt...and he massaged it until the boy moaned then stopped. He wet his finger and slid it down between the boys bubble buttocks...sliding across the boys butthole. "Oh, sir, that feels fantastic. Please do it again" Able's own crotch was full of his meat...he ached to rip off his shorts and plow into what was probably a very tight butthole that was before him. Instead he teasingly ran his finger down and paused the tip at the hold. Clint moved back and the finger went inside. "Shiitttttt" Clint hissed. "Sorry, didn't know you were going to do that" Able said..but he didn't remove his finger. Insted he wiggled it making the boy giggle. "Ohhh you like that huh? Maybe you are ready to be somebody's boy". Clint moved back again and Ables finger was suddenly inside the boy. "Don't stop SIR" Clint sighed and begged. Able didn't know what to do..he knew what he wanted to do, but .... "Do me like my brother used to...please" Clint said Able was suddenly freed from his fears. The boy had had sex with another man before. "What did he do?" Clint lied "He used to do that and jack me at the same time..please SIR, I'll do anything..." Able felt Clints erection..it was hard as a tree limb, yet he felt the pulsating blood that churned thru it. "Ok, but keep quiet" He finger fucked and jacked the boy..thrilling to see the kid writhe, sigh, moan, wiggle and buck against the invading finger. Soon, soon enough for Able and too soon for Clint the boy's body tightened like a statue revealing his muscle structure and spurt out streams of boycum across the massage table...stream after stream. Just as Able thought the boy was finished, his cock spurted again and again. "Chist, you must have been stored up for weeks" Able said. Clint panted..."No SIR, just needed you to do it that way" Clint smiled....while his stomach still quivered. Something deep inside him felt calm though. "Sir, what do I do for you now..that was so great...but I see you need help too" he saw the mansized erection that had long ago revealed itself out of Coach Able's shorts fly. "Not here..we'll get in trouble. Maybe you can come by so we can talk about the next meet. After all, a swim team captain would do that." Able justified whatever suspicions he thought teachers or neighbors might have. "Would a Coach's boy do that SIR?" Able looked at the boyish face, the smooth body, the sperm splattered skin and the thick lips. He couldn't help it....Able bent forward, "I'll show you what a Coach's boy would do" and he kissed the boy...long and deep..his tongue moving inside. They hugged some more....Able's hands petting his new boy's buttocks, back and head. "We have to be careful..very careful" Able said as he helped Clint dress...feeling the boys smooth balls and soft cock as he did so. "I know...Bobby told me that too." Clint lied again "He had a special friend in school here too" Able wondered who Bobby might have had an affair with in the school. Was it Raul, the music teacher, or Mac, the shop teacher, who acted so butch all the time it was almost suspicious. "Oh he isn't here anymore " Clint continued "He moved away the year Bobby graduated" Clint finished his lie. Able thought maybe this mystery teacher had fallen in love with Clint's brother and couldn't stand the idea of the boy leaving. Maybe the teacher moved to be close to the boy at a college campus of something. He looked at Clint still half naked. The boy could make him fall in love. "Why don't we swim before we go home?" Clint said and jumped up. They ran to the pool and just before Clint dived in he pulled off his shorts. Coach Able stopped in his tracks..knowing that if he followed the kid someone would find them naked in the pool and his career would be over. And just as he was about to chide Clint indeed someone else did appear. It was another one of his team members, Mark. "Where you been? I've been waiting" he yelled at Clint. "Come on in" Clint yelled at Mark then turned and dove revealing his bare butt as he did so. Mark looked at Coach to see what his reaction was. "You boys better not get caught" he said and turned away. He heard a splash. "Hey, Coach" it was Clint calling and Able turned. He saw Mark's blue shorts on the pool deck..which meant Mark too was naked in that pool. Two hot teenager boys, naked in the warm water....Able's cock was so hard it hurt. He wanted to strip and join them..to share the sensations they felt and add some of his own. "When I come over can Mark come too?" Clint asked. Able suddenly invisioned two naked teenage boys in his home, haveing sex, eating pizza, eating each other and more. "Uh, sure, I guess..but we better meet first. Got lots of strategy to discuss" Able yelled back and left. "He made me the Captain" Clint said. "Cool" Mark replied. "And the Coach's boy" Able said loud enough to hear his own voice but not loud enough for anyone else to hear. Because that was the way it was going to have to be. He wondered what college Clint would be going to, and if they would need a swim coach there. By that time, he'd be ready to move on ... that is if, well, there was a couple of years between now and then. In the meantime he had a winning swim team, a season ahead and his own boy to keep the team winning. "See ya" Clint's voice yelled as the man was almost out of the room "He's fucking hot" was added presumbably to Clint's friend Mark. Able heard, blushed, smiled and cursed.