Date: Thu, 7 Jan 2010 11:11:16 -0800 (PST) From: Sargon Bighorn Subject: All Boys Private School Part 2 Me, My Dad, and Coach Long My name is Brent. I'm your typical athletic 16 year old. I'm 5'9" 155 brown hair, hazel eyes. Lean muscled because I work out and like the look. My third year in an all male private high school is great. It's not that I am huge; it's that I am fit, active and involved. At 16 life is great. I lived with my Dad and enjoyed everyday. Having had an unexpected but very pleasant orgasm in History class, because I was day dreaming through it, I made my way to the bathroom to try and clean up. Thank goodness it was empty and none of the guys saw me try to clean cum from the inside of my pants. Messy. As I was finishing up, in comes Coach Long. "Hey Brent how are you today?" Coach Long says as he steps up to a urinal and takes out his dick to pee. "Doing okay Coach, fine I guess. Thanks." I really should tell you more about Coach Long who also teaches Math. He's maybe 38 years old. His blondish hair is thinning so he keeps it buzzed, like an athlete would I guess. He's maybe 5'11" inches tall and 175 pounds of lean ripped muscle. I think he wears contacts because sometimes he has glasses on and sometimes not. Just a hunch. His body is covered in light reddish-blond hair, but it's not excessive at all. And he's a great Phys Ed coach too. Not that Drill sergeant stuff from my Dad's school years. I was finishing up in the bath room when Coach Long turned to look at me and gave his cock a wiggle or two to shake the drops off. I wonder what Dad would make of Coach Long I thought. Both nice guys, both fit, both sexy. "Well I gotta head to class Coach Long, I'll catch ya later." I said as I headed out the bathroom door. "Oh Brent hang on just a minute would you." He said as he turned to me and zipped up his pants. "All the teachers are having Parent – Student – Teacher meetings this month and I'd like to schedule one with you and your Dad. Come by my office this week and we'll try to arrange a meeting." "Will do" I said and continued out the door. The meeting was scheduled and Dad and I headed to the school. Like so many of these meetings they tended to cover the basics, not much was wrong and every one did well and blah blah blah. Because we had just arrived and not much had yet been dealt with I thought I should stall for time. I had to use the bathroom, "Excuse me I have to use the bathroom." Coach Long said, "use the staff bathroom, it's open and not busy. We can start when you get back." "Oh okay Thanks Coach Long." And with that I proceeded out the door and down the hall to the staff bathroom. The place was very different from the regular bathroom the students used. This bathroom had about 5 stalls and 6 urinals. It smelled clean too. The place was empty. I went into the fourth stall down and lowered my pants and sat. Now what do I do? I don't need to take a dumb and I'm not interested in talking with Dad and Coach Long. So I looked around. What was different about this bathroom was not just the clean smell and its size but the fact that there was a large hole in the privacy panel of my stall! Some one could see me in here. Just as that thought had entered my mind I heard the bathroom door open, and some guy entered the bathroom and went into last stall, the one next to me, with the hole in it. I did not want to look. No, I won't, I won't look kept going through my mind. So I just sat there staring straight ahead. There was an awkward silence and as I tried my best to stare straight ahead and mind my own business the most beautiful erect cock slide its way through the hole in my bathroom stall. Stiff, hard and lovely. I sat frozen and just stared at it. It pulsed and bobbed. It was easily 8 inches long and about 6 inches around. What came to mind was Male Physiology. I had learned some skills to help Mr. Hardwood gather data. Why not use those same skills now for some pleasure. But instead of edging this cock for as long as possible, I thought why not try to induce an orgasm as quickly as possible. All I needed to do was swivel on the john and use three of four techniques I knew. I bet this guy would blast a load that would hit the opposite wall. Dad and Coach Long could probably talk for an hour and not really say much. But they would notice if I was gone too long. I might have to hurry. I figured what the heck, no one is going to know anyway. I looked at the cock sticking through the hole in the panel and gently touched its head with my fingers. Since I had no jack off cream I simply put some of my saliva on my fingers and used the same stimulation skills I would use if I did have jack off cream. When I touched the head of the stiff cock the guy in the other stall let out a soft moan. I was emboldened at that point. I continued to swirl my slippery moist fingers around the head but knew more was needed. That's when I leaned forward, wet my lips and with then held firm but fluid took the cock into my warm young mouth. "Oh yeahhhhhhh" came from the guy on the other side of the stall and he shoved his body harder against the partition in an attempt to get his cock further in my mouth. My lips massaged the glans, my tongue flicked on the underside and my fingers played with the guys balls. As I worked harder and faster the guy in the other stalled moaned louder and more often. As I got into the rhythm of it, my mouth seemed to float on his cock. The up strokes were firm and my lips made full contact with the guys cock. The down stroke lingered at his glans with my tongue dancing round it before they lightly slide down the shaft. As my lips moved down his hard shaft I'd feel his cock pulse. I would stop my movements and touch his balls. His cock would throb and pulse. I'd move my lips back up to his cock head tickle his glans with my tongue and again his cock would throb and pulse, this time causing pre cum to flow. Each time stimulated this guy's cock with these two simple techniques a flow of pre cum greeted my lips. The guys was a moaner, or else I was doing a fantastic job. Both I think. Knowing I was giving this guy such pleasure and that he would not be able to last for long, as I learned in Male Physiology class, I lost no time and launched into the stimulation techniques with gusto. "Oh yeah Oh yeah man, yeah I'm coming here it comes." Was what I heard repeatedly until I felt a blast of warm salty fluid enter my mouth. The guy's cock pulsed and another blast of sperm hit the roof of my mouth. His cock throbbed and a third and final load of warm salty sperm hit my tongue. "Mmm thanks man." The guy said and slowly pulled his cock back through the hole. I was so hot, bothered, and turned on by this that I pulled my pants on, hit the flusher with my foot and fled out of the bathroom with out looking back. Once in the hall I gained composure and walked stiffly back into Coach Long's office to see Coach Long sitting on the sofa, alone! "Did you see your Dad in the bathroom." Coach Long looked at me and asked. "Uh no, yeah, I mean yeah. I was leaving as he was entering. He should be here soon. Yeah soon." And I dropped myself into the nearest chair in disbelief. I sat there looking down, Coach Long sat there looking at me, and I figured someone was going to find out something wild in just a minute. No sooner had I sat down than My Dad came back with a flushed healthy glow on his smiling face. He seemed light and happy. I looked at him and stared. No way I thought. No way that was my Dad in that bathroom. "Well guys let's get started shall we." Coach Long said.