Date: Tue, 14 May 2019 10:12:45 -0500 From: jockstraplover Subject: Ganymede Middle School - Chapter 7 (Gay Male/Incest/Adult-Youth/Young Friends) Thanks for the positive response to the first few chapters. This is my first time writing a story for Nifty and it's been very fun. Please remember to donate to Nifty to help keep this amazing resource available. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Ganymede Middle School - Chapter 7 "Tim, I'm in big trouble," Ramon said. We were talking in homeroom on the first day of school. I was worried. "What happened? What's going on?" I asked. Ramon was very serious. "I'm failing all of my classes." As he looked back at me, I noticed a smile start to form on his lips. I laughed and rolled my eyes. "Ramon, it's the first day of school. You can't be failing all of your classes." "I am," he insisted. "And I need private tutoring from each of my teachers. One on one instruction," he said slyly. We both laughed. "I thought you were going to say your dad was unhappy about the sleepover," I said. "Are you kidding? He made me tell him everything in detail. Twice!" After our outing to the sporting goods store the day before, Dad and I returned home and spent the rest of the day getting ready for work and school. This morning, he was already dressed for work by the time I got out of bed. I came into the kitchen where he was sitting at the table finishing his coffee. I was still waking up as Dad pulled me between his legs and gave me a hug. "Good morning, kiddo. How did you sleep?" Dad asked as he ran his hands over my naked backside. "Good. I was beat. But I'm ready for the first day of school," I replied excitedly. "I bet you are," he said, resting one hand on my ass. He looked at my small erection and said, "This is how your Orientation Day started, but I got to get to work, so I won't be able to help you." He hugged my naked body and told me to have a great first day of school. I reminded him that I had cross country practice today and need to get a physical scheduled before I could compete. "I'll make an appointment for you this week. Have a great day, Tim. I love you." "I love you too, Dad." He held my face as he kissed me, our tongues intertwined in our mouths. The last few days had strengthened the already strong bond between me and Dad. I felt closer to him than ever. At school, the atmosphere was excited and electric. Boys from all grades were reuniting with their friends and favorite teachers. The hallways were full of young boys noisily hugging and roughhousing. Everyone was in high spirits on the first day of school. Ramon and I had homeroom and first period history together. Tyler and I had fourth period gym together. And all three of us had lunch and study hall together. I was the most excited for science class with Mr. Summers and gym class with Coach Burr, but I knew I was going to like all of my teachers. As I entered the locker room for gym, the intoxicating smell of years of boy sweat hit me. I breathed deep, thinking about all of the students who used this locker room, including Dad and Grandpa. Now, boys stood at their lockers naked or half naked, getting ready for class. Jockstraps were pulled over small, smooth asses. I could see more than a few erections in some pouches. Tyler and I had lockers near each other. "How was shopping for a jockstrap? As exciting as Ramon said?" he asked. "Maybe more!" I replied excitedly. "I'll have to tell you all about it. How was wresting practice with Coach Burr?" "Dude, I still haven't seen him naked, but his ass is so massive and hard as a rock. I got to grind up against him during some of our drills. At one point he pinned me and his bulge was so close to my face I could smell it. I jacked off twice yesterday just thinking about him." Just then, Coach Burr entered the locker room from his office. He was dressed the same as he was on Friday - polyester coach shorts that hugged his giant thighs, round ass, and prominent bulge, and a polo shirt that strained against his broad chest. His nipples stood up and pushed out his shirt by an inch or two. "Line up! Uniform inspection!" Coach said firmly. We all stood in a line in front of our lockers. He looked down the line and could see we were all wearing our school shorts and shirts. "Looks good, boys. Now, jockstrap check. Drop your shorts," he commanded. We did as we were told, dropping our shorts to reveal our young asses in jockstraps. A few of the pouches hinted at the cocks inside. Tyler turned his head and leaned back so he could look down the row of young, round asses framed in jockstraps. What he saw made his cock strain at the pouch of his jockstrap. Coach Burr moved his thick body down the row of boys, using his large fingers to check each boy's pouch and straps. "Good, good," he said as he smoothed out a strap on one boy, or adjusted the pouch for another. He left each boy with a noticeable erection, making each pouch jut out with boycock. When Coach Burr got to Shaun Maloney, he said, "Maloney, this pouch is too small for you. Your pubic hair is coming out over the waistband. What size is this?" "It's a medium, Coach." "Get a large," Coach Burr ordered, smiling. Max Chang, a small boy around Ramon's size, was not wearing a jockstrap. "I'm sorry, Coach. By the time I got to the store, they were sold of size small. And the medium sized one just fell off when i tried it on. Mr. Miller said they'll have more in next week and that I should come back." "I see," Coach Burr nodded. "Come by my office after class and I'll get you a loaner." He smiled and tousled Max's hair with his giant paw. When he got to Tyler, he felt Tyler's pouch and gave his erection a few light pulls through the fabric. "Now this is a large," Coach said approvingly. Tyler smiled. The boys down the line looked hungrily at my friend's bulging jockstrap. When he got to me, Coach stroked the pouch of my jockstrap and felt the dried cum that i had put there yesterday. He looked me in the eyes as he continued to stroke my cock through the pouch. "I see you've had some fun in this already, Nelson. With Mr. Miller, no doubt." A few of the boys in line chuckled knowingly. "Yes, Coach." "I'm sure that won't be the last time that happens," he said, giving my cock and balls a light squeeze. With the inspection complete, we pulled up our shorts, rearranging our cocks as we did. Coach led us out onto field next to the school where we played some touch football. Whoever had the ball was swarmed by boys and their hands. More than a few pairs of shorts got pulled down during the course of the game. Excited and energized we returned to the locker room. As we stripped for the showers, each of us was looking at the other boys for comparison of our development. Which boys had pubic hair? Who's balls were getting bigger? Did anyone besides Shaun Maloney have hair under his armpits? Who was circumcised and who was uncut? We were all looking at each other and all showing off for each other at the same time. The shower room was just big enough to hold our entire class of sixteen boys. Steam filled the air as we began to wet ourselves down and soap up. Imagine sixteen 11-12 year old boys, playing naked and wet in a gym shower. The water glistened off of our smooth skin. I soaped up my young body, running my hands over my hairless chest, arms and legs. A few boys were watching me as I pulled back my foreskin to wash the head of my boycock. They imitated me and soon a few of us were masturbating together. Tyler and Shaun Maloney were the focus for many of the boys in the showers. They stood close together, facing each other. Their boners ran along side of each other, with both boys stroking their cocks together. Their cocks were almost the same size, with Shaun's being a little longer. But it didn't matter. He and Tyler joined their cocks together and stroked. More of us began to watch them as they played with their dicks. I reached out my hand and felt another boy's small erection. A hand appeared on my cock and gave it a few strokes before moving on. Everywhere I looked, boys were playing with their cocks and the cocks of their friends. Small hands held balls and stroked butts. The steam and the smell of the locker room were driving us into a frenzy of boy lust. Tyler and Shaun began stroking faster and we all followed suit. I matched their strokes and felt my orgasm building up inside me. A boy behind me moaned loudly, indicating that he had released his boyjuice. Several other boys cried out and shot their loads. I was focused on Tyler, Shaun, and my own cock. "I'm going to shoot,' Shaun said, still stroking his and Tyler's cocks together. "Me too," Tyler said, his legs shaking slightly. I could see his balls were pulled up tight and his cock was rigid with excitement. Their wet bodies moved closer. Tyler put his left hand behind Shaun's head and pulled Shaun closer. They kissed. And they came. Exploded, really. Both boys' cocks erupted long thin ropes of cum. They continued to kiss as they covered each other's dicks and balls with cum. That pushed the rest of us over the edge. We began emptying our balls simultaneously. Small cocks released the loads held in our hairless balls. Some boys sent strings of white juice away from their bodies while others streamed thin clear liquid. We all cheered. Spent, we rinsed off and exited the shower room. Coach Burr handed out a towel to each boy as he left the showers. He had a positive affirmation for each of us as we walked by. "Nice job today, Chang. Looking good, Maloney. Way to hustle, Wojcek. Nice going, Nelson." "Thanks, Coach," we each replied, happy knowing that he had been watching us the whole time. I was only halfway through the first day of school and it was already better than I ever imagined.