Date: Mon, 15 Apr 2019 11:09:24 -0500 From: jockstraplover Subject: Ganymede Middle School - Chapter 2 (Gay Male/Adult-youth/Incest) Thanks for the positive response to the first chapter. There's more story to tell. Please remember to donate to Nifty to help keep this amazing resource available. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Ganymede Middle School - Chapter 2 "Are you excited to start at your new school?" Dad asked as he drove. "More nervous. But excited too. I'm really looking forward to seeing Ramon and Tyler. I haven't seen them all summer." "It's great that your friends will be at your new school, Tim. That will make it a lot more fun for you." "Dad?" "Yes, Tim?" "Would it be ok if I invited Ramon and Tyler for a sleepover tomorrow night?" "I think that's a great idea," Dad replied. "That will give you a lot of time to catch up." I was happy and excited. Dad had started teaching me about the changes my young body was undergoing and it felt great. I had my first orgasm with ejaculation that morning under Dad's instruction and his guiding hands. As I got ready for school, I noticed that Dad was more open and affectionate with me. He walked around the house naked, which I took as encouragement to do the same. He put his hand on my back and let it drift down to my smooth butt. He stroked his fingers in the crack of my butt. As I ate my breakfast, I admired my father's adult body. He was middle aged and hairy all over. His long, uncut cock, which was always semi-erect, bounced lightly from side to side when he walked. At one point, Dad bent over and exposed his hairy ass for me. I couldn't help but reach down and begin stroking my four inch erection. I wanted to masturbate my penis again. But Dad kept me moving and we finally made it school. As we drove, Dad rested his hand on my thigh. Occasionally, his fingers would move up my crotch to stimulate my boycock and smooth balls. I kept my legs spread so he could have full access to my young body. When we arrived he leaned over and hugged me close. "Have a great day. I love you, Tim." "I love you too, Dad. Thanks for everything." He kissed my face and I felt his hot breath. We held each other for a few seconds before I grabbed my backpack and got out of the car." "See you after work, kiddo." "Bye, Dad!" Ganymede Middle School had been a popular boys school for almost 100 years. Dad went here and so did Grandpa. I was a legacy and attending the school was a family tradition. Orientation was held on the Friday before classes started on Monday. We would attend a shortened version of our class schedule so we could figure out how to get around and meet our teachers. Ramon and Tyler were waiting for me at the bottom of the steps to the school. The three of us were best friends and did everything together, but we had been apart all summer. I had spent most of the summer at my mom's place. Ramon went with his father, who was a college professor, to Europe for the summer. And Tyler went to summer camp like he did every year. They were both my age, but Ramon was smaller than me and Tyler was bigger. We were like the Three Musketeers designed by Goldilocks. I was about 5 feet tall and weighed about 100 pounds. Ramon was about 4'8" and weighed closer to 90 pounds. He had warm brown skin and deep brown eyes. He had an infectious smile and laugh. He was a skinny kid with a lot of energy. He was always hard to keep up with. He played soccer and wanted to be a musician. Tyler, on the other hand, was bigger than both of us. He was about my height but he was stocky. He weighed close to 110 pounds. A little fat, but very muscular for a kid our age. And the summer spent at camp only seemed to make his body develop more. He was good at most sports. He was going to try out for the wrestling team. He wanted to be a writer and admired wrestler-turned-writer John Irving. He was quieter but had a very boisterous laugh. We huddled up and started talking quickly, barely listening as we talked over each other. We each had a few classes together along with the same lunch period. I told them my Dad said we could have a sleepover Saturday night and they were excited. We all had a lot to tell each other. Orientation was fun. All of the boys and teachers were excited for the new school year. My favorite teachers so far were Mr. Summers, our science teacher, and Coach Burr, my gym teacher. Mr. Summers was young and very cool. He wore trousers with brown leather suspenders and a thin, white shirt with the sleeves rolled up. You could see some of his tattoos through his shirt. He had a short beard with a very full mustache and small round spectacles. During a chemistry demonstration, Mr. Summers invited me to be his assistant at the lab bench at the front of the classroom. As he lectured and we performed the experiment, his hand rested on my back. He began to gently caress my back and moved his hand lower. Soon his hand was on my butt, slowly stroking me. I liked the sensation of his adult hand on my small, boy ass. My cock sprang to attention in my pants. And I could see the outline of his erect cock in his pants. I kept letting him fondle my ass during the demonstration. I was lucky the bell rang because I wasn't going to be able to get back to my seat without all the boys seeing my erection. As the boys left the room, Mr. Summers said, "If you're interested in science, I host the science club on Tuesdays after school. We're going to work on our projects for the science fair." As he spoke his eyes traveled down my young body to my crotch where my erection was clearly visible. The next class started to file in. I grabbed my backpack and held it in front of my small hardon. "That would be great, Mr. Summers. I'll be there. See you Monday!" We didn't suit up for gym during orientation. Instead, Coach Burr gave us a run down of what sports we'd be playing. Coach Burr was a big man. He was about 6 feet tall and weighed about 280. His arms and legs were thick and muscular. His chest was massive. Large, pointed nipples poked through his polo shirt. I had never seen a man with such big and prominent nipples. I wanted to see what he looked like without his shirt on. He wore polyester coach shorts that barely held in his giant bulge. When he turned sideways, the pouch holding his cock and balls stuck out about 3 inches. His butt was a large round shelf that made his shorts very tight. I was hard just looking at him. Tyler and I sat next to each other in the locker room. Our assigned lockers were next to each other. Coach Burr told us that he was the wrestling coach for Ganymede. As he spoke, he moved down the aisles in front of us. HIs prominent bulge and large ass were at eye level for all of us. I wasn't the only boy who had an erection. I even noticed Tyler fidgeting with his pants to hide his young boner. "You can pick up your gym uniform at Harold's Sporting Goods. You need a shirt, shorts, and a jockstrap, also known as an athletic supporter. Ask your dads to help you pick one out and make sure it fits." A few boys tittered. "Showers are compulsory. I want to see wet hair on all of you. This is probably different from your other school but you're getting older and showering after exercise is a good habit to get into. And if you're planning to play in an extracurricular sport, you'll need to get a physical. " As we left the locker room, I told Tyler that Coach Burr seemed nice. "Oh, he's really great. I like him a lot. He's very excited to have me on the wrestling team. He's going to give me some extra coaching after school starting next week." I couldn't wait to get home after school. My cocklet was erect for most of the day and I wanted to masturbate again. When I got home I raced into my room and took off all of my clothes. I lay naked on my bed, my small cock standing straight up. I looked down my body at my smooth chest and stomach. I uncurled a small patch of pubic hair. When I released it, it curled back up at the base of my boycock. I felt my bare balls and rubbed them between my fingers. I closed my eyes and thought about Mr. Summers, Coach Burr, and Dad. I touched my small nipples and thought about Coach Burr and his large, erect nipples. I thought about how both Dad and Mr. Summers had fondled my ass. I thought about how good it felt to have their fingers get close to my boyhole. I took my erection between my thumb and forefingers and started to stroke it like Dad had shown me. Slowly at first as I imagined my teachers and my Dad naked. Faster as I though of them fondling my cock and balls. And even faster as I thought about them playing with my butt. Precum leaked from the tip of my foreskin. My balls tightened up as I got close to shooting. I imagined Dad playing with my butt and reached a finger down to touch my tight hole. I spread my legs and felt my hole twitch as I fingered it. As I put more pressure on my hole, I shot another load over my chest and stomach. "Oh, Daddy!" I said out loud. "Yes, son?" my father replied. He was standing in the doorway stroking his big cock, which was poking out of the fly of his suit. I didn't realize he had been watching me but I was proud and excited that he had seem me masturbate like he taught me. We smiled at each other as he continued to stroke his cock.