Date: Sat, 13 Nov 2004 16:11:57 +0000 (GMT) From: Chaim Subject: Ken's Jock Shop part 2 KEN'S JOCK SHOP Part Two Story by Chaim bchaimstory@yahoo.co.uk (M/M/t, oral, underwear) I am Dutch and did my best. Thanks to all who did sent me a line of encouragement on the "My Daddy" stories. Special thanks to my friend David who helped me a lot with this story. Legal things are a personal matter. Respect the copyright and this is for 16+ only. Comments and suggestions are always very welcome at: bchaimstory@yahoo.co.uk (I will answer them all!) If you have -legal- pictures of the main characters of this story you are very welcome! If you have pictures about my Characters, well love to get them. ---------------- The last lines of KEN'S JOCK SHOP (part one): Daddy slowly spun me around and took my cotton-covered cock into his mouth. Meanwhile, he placed his finger at the entrance of my newly named "boy-pussy". I groaned. Daddy chewed my cock gently and I pressed myself into his face. Panting I screamed, `Daddy, I'm gonna squirt. I'm gonna squirt!' He released my cock from it's cotton bounds and opening his mouth. Daddy let me shoot my boy cum all over his handsome face and deep into his mouth. We both cam into each others mouth today! My g-d, it made me the luckiest boy on earth. We laid in each other's arms for several moments before he said, `Son, I gotta get to work! It's nearly nine. By the way, son, would you like to start working with your dad at the Jock Shop today?' Would I? I jumped around and shouted a joyful `Yes!' to him and hugged my Daddy, pressing my little body into him. -------------------------- KEN'S JOCK SHOP - Part Two -------------------------- My Daddy and I entered his store about 9:30 A.M. Johnny and Pauley, his two clerks were busily helping customers. I had met both the guys before but never noticed how sexy they were. They were wearing soccer uniforms with "KEN'S JOCK SHOP, Columbus, Ohio" lettered on the back and their names were on the front of the shirts. The shirts were scarlet with grey lettering, the same colours as our OHIO STATE UNIVERSITY. They were the current American hip-hop style that hung to their knees. I liked that! Columbus has the highest number of gay people in the Midwest United States... even more than Chicago! While nodding to his employees with a friendly, `Good morning, guys, how are you doing today?' Dad led me to the employee's locker room in the back of the store where he found a basketball uniform for me to wear while he dressed in an outfit just like John and Pauley. I undressed in front of him and pulled the shorts over my snug white Calvin Klein briefs. Looking at my Daddy the name on his shirt read "Coach". A puff of daddy's chest hair peaked over the neck of his shirt. My pale, bare arms and legs looked scrawny next to him. I looked at myself in the mirror and was disappointed at the way I looked. I saw a small boy, not that handsome strong teen I wanted to be. Daddy saw me and heard me sigh. Wrapping an arm around me he said, `Champ, In a few months of working here, you'll have the beginnings of a great teen body. You will have to demonstrate all the exercise equipment for our mostly young customers. And you'll be stocking shelves and performing lots of duties that will cause those muscles to grow, I promise. In fact, you'll be doing things that will make all your muscles grow. Believe me, I will look after you.' `Thanks, Daddy.' I liked Columbus. Dad and I lived in Upper Arlington and our shop was located near the state's Capitol Building, downtown. `Ken!' Pauley yelled from the front of the store, `The Coach from Mifflin is here to see you.' `You ready, Champ?' my strong Daddy asked me. I nodded and we walked onto the sales floor to see a giant of a man, about 45 years-old with wavy blond hair, wearing coach's short compression pants and a Tee Shirt which read MIFFLIN SPORTS. He shook hands with Dad and Daddy introduced me, `Allen, this is my son, Kurt. He is starting to work here today.' `Good luck, kid. You sure will be busy this week. I need new uniforms for my football team, basketball team, soccer team, wrestling team and the swimmers. Some of my boy swimmers want to try those new ankle length Speedos this year but I also want the regular legless swim briefs for them.' Daddy took over^Å `We'll take care of them for you, Allen. Why don't we go to my office and schedule the measuring sessions? I think the boys and girls should have different days to start with and we'll plan a separate week for each sport. Of course you'll need football uniforms first,' Daddy told the coach. `Come with us son, so you can do this in the future.' Pauley walked up to where we were and asked my Daddy if he could leave for 20 minutes. `Sure, but tell Johnny if he gets busy to call me to the floor, Pauley.' When we got into Daddy's office Daddy sat behind his desk and Coach Allen sat on the chair placed beside the desk. He pulled out a tablet that had all the players names and sizes. Daddy turned on his computer and began entering the data into a data base program. About two minutes into the chore, the intercom buzzed and we heard Johnny say, `I need you on the floor, Ken. I have two customers backed up.' Daddy looked disappointed. `I can enter the data for you, Daddy. Don't worry about it. I use that program at school.' `Okay, son, looks like you're going to earn your keep your first day.' Daddy stated as he got up to tend to business on the floor. After he left, Coach Allen, became very friendly with me and asked me, `What's your age kid?' I said, `I will be 13 next month, on July third. I can't wait to become a teenager!' The Coach reached over and gripped my shoulder and said, `I know what you mean kid. I bet you got all those young boy hormones raging trough your young body. When I was your age I had a boner all the time. I beat off five or six times a day. How many times do you jack off that young pre-teen cock of yours, Kurt?' I was embarrassed and my face turned red. No adult had ever spoken to me about sex before, except my own Daddy. My little boy cock became rigid as those hormones the coach talked about kicked in. I told him, `Yes sir, I jack off.' `Well my boy, that's normal, you jack off often? You can tell me Kurt, there is nothing to be embarrassed about. All boys and man do.' `Yes, sir, sometimes 4 times a day.' Coach asked me, `Do you have pubic hair yet?' I said still with a red face, `Yes...but it is more like fuzz. I think it is the normal amount for a boy my age. I don't know.' Coach Allen smiled and said friendly, `I see hundreds of naked boys your age every year, every day. Why don't you stand up and let me see and I'll tell you if your pubic patch is normal?' I stood up and pushed my basketball pants down to the top of my hard boy cock as Coach Allen leaned over for a closer look. `Umm, you're doing very good, young man. But you seem to be having trouble with this' he said as he squeezed my little boy cock. `Maybe I better take care of this for you. You ever have a blow job, kid?' `What's that?' I asked, not wanting him to know about my recent experience with my Daddy. With that Coach Allen placed his mouth over my nylon and cotton covered boy cock and using his lips and tongue. I panted and he made my little boy cock very hard. An ooze of pre-cum juice hit the cotton, right through my Calvin Klein briefs and the nylon basketball shorts and onto his hungry, hot tongue. It felt so great. I stepped directly in front of Coach and my boy voice trembled with excitement, `This feels so great, Coach, but, if you pull my shorts and briefs off, you can get my juices right from my source.' Coach just smiled and said to me in a whisper, `I think you have more experience than you're letting on.' `You are a great boy with a wonderful body, so why not,' The Coach exclaimed. He slowly lowered first my shorts and took my shirt off. He kissed my cock through the cotton of my snug white Calvin Klein briefs. He smiled when he tasted the juices of my dripping cock. Coach pulled the waistband down and left it under my smooth balls exposing my excited boy cock. Coach had my naked hard boy cock in his mouth in a flash. I loved the feeling of this big man's hands feeling my smooth little boy balls and bubble butt as he sucked me with all his might. His tongue tip danced all over the head of my little boy cock as his fingers probed my tiny, tight boy hole. Being only 12, I couldn't hold back! My kid-jizz was boiling and I groaned. I gripped his strong shoulders when I lost control. My boy sperm was there and I couldn't hold back from blasting into his wide open mouth. I didn't even have time to warn him that I was about to cum. I held onto his head as my little body contorted again and again as it shot it's boy seed into the big, blond coach's swallowing mouth. My little boy cock slipped out of his mouth as it kept covering his head with my fresh hot cum. Coach had cum in both eyes, dripping from his nose, his hair, cheeks and chin. Even the corners of his mouth were seeping my pre-teen cum. It was at this moment, when Daddy walked back into his office. Coach Allen and I were suddenly sucked back into reality as we saw Daddy's face break into a hearty grin. `Let me lick up my son's cum. Quite a boy, I have. Don't you agree, Coach?' Before the Coach could say a word, Daddy began licking my cum off the Coach's face, not missing a drop, before my surprised eyes they kissed sharing my boy load. After that he went down on me cleaned my little prick and balls with his tongue. `Damn! Ken, this, your boy is amazing. Turn around kid, I want to see your fuck hole!' I turned around and bent over. My Daddy told him, `That is pure cherry. Never been fucked and tight as a drum! We will keep it that way till his birthday. You can tell Coach, my son.' Eager I told Coach, `Daddy promised me that for my thirteenth birthday, he'll bust my virgin cherry! Now you know why I am so anxious to be a teenager, Coach!' Daddy said, `An English father I knew told me once, "A boy may be too young to fuck, but he is always old enough to suck." That is wisdom my friend.' Daddy looked at me and said, `Kurt, would you like to suck Coach Allen's big cock? He'll give you a big drink of his manly and rich cum.' I looked down to see the Coach's manly cock pulsating in his tight white compression shorts. It looked huge! The intercom came on and Pauley's voice was heard saying, `Coach, I am back now. There are no customers on the floor.' Daddy spoke into the squawk box saying, `Thanks, kid, I'll be tied up for a while.' Coach Allen leaned against my Daddy's desk as I dropped to my knees. Well after pulling my tight briefs and basketball pants back up over my butt and dick. I smelled him and reached out with my tongue and licked the outline of his shaft though the very tight material. Coach stroked my hair and encouraged me pushing my head against his crotch. His man-prick responded by pulsating under his pants. After a while he dropped his short compression pants just far enough to expose his cock head. The waistband of his jock followed and I had a good look at the outline of his sturdy erection. I was getting horny again and my little hard-on pressed against the cotton of my briefs. I stared at Coach's big tool, there was a drop of pre-cum oozing from Coach's piss slit. I immediately ran my tongue along his hard shaft, passed the ring of his cock head and scooped his hearty golden drop of pre cum into my mouth. It tasted rich and savoury. I wanted more so I squeezed his big Coach cock urging more and more of his hot juice for me. I enjoyed it so much, I groaned with lust! Daddy had his big hand on the back of my little neck pushing my open mouth firmer against the object of my desire. I opened my mouth as wide as possible and was soon all the way on the head of his strong Coach cock. My own cock swelled to a maximum in my tight briefs and basketball shorts as I found that it feels just as good to suck cock, as it does to have it done to yourself. `I can't take much more of this little kid's mouth, Ken, I gotta get my prick on his tongue right away.' Daddy reached around my head and gripping both left and right hips of the Coach's shorts, pulled them down locking the waistband under the Coach's huge apple-sized balls. When the coach's prick escaped the tight confines of the cloth, it hit me in the face with an audible SMACK! His piss-slit was like a faucet leaking lube juice that is meant to lubricate a fuck, either man or woman. My young face was completely smeared with his sticky, tasty substance. Coach plunged his fat cock into my mouth causing me to gag. He pulled out long enough for me to recover then plunged his big cock into my mouth again. This time I relaxed enough not to gag but to enjoy the manly invasion into my little boy mouth. Daddy held my head and bobbed it up and down till the Coach screamed out, `This is it! I'm Cumming! I'm squirting into your kid's mouth! Drink it, my boy! Swallow it, like your old man does! I love you, boy! Suck my cock! Kid! Kid! Swallow my baby batter!' Coach shot his load deep into my boy throat I swallowed hard to drink the tasty spunk. He pulled his big cock out of my little mouth just in time for several squirts to shoot on my lips, cheeks. I was drenched in his Coach-cum! His manly cum was everywhere in my mouth, deep down in my throat and cum was dripping everywhere from my face on my smooth body. Coach finally collapsed over me and held my head for a few minutes while he regained his composure. At the same time as I swallowed his manly load from his huge cock I began to tremble uncontrollably. I got a stunning orgasm! Without touching myself I felt my own little cock blasting a huge load of boy spunk right into my tight CK briefs. In a flash my shorts and briefs were soaked wet with my own boy cum. Coach raised his head and said to my Daddy with a big grin on his handsome face, `You got a hell of a son, Ken! If I had him, such a cute horny boy, I'd never leave the house.' I was proud and I felt real good. Especially when Daddy said, `I am really proud of my boy.' After they finished their business, the Coach took a shower with me. He washed my body with great care, but nothing more happened. I went back into my Daddy's office in my white briefs and looked at the data on the computer screen. Though I had entered much of the sports team data, I did not know what some of the codes meant. Daddy explained that sex meant Boy/girl, and the special codes at the end were S/B/G Straight Bi sexual Gay, the 1-12 codes were the boy's cock lengths. I asked why the Coach needed to know the size of the boy's cocks, he told me that was because the boys had to wear cups to protect their teen cocks and balls and they had to it fit with precision. Daddy went on to say, `We have to double check all the measurements so how would you like to be the store's CUP BOY - and check every athlete's cock and balls for a perfect fit?' `Wow! Daddy! Would I ever love that!' Daddy gave me a wet kiss and a warm hug. I really love my Daddy. ---------End of Chapter 2-----Ken's Jock Shop by Chaim Suggestions and reactions are welcome at bchaimstory@yahoo.co.uk If you have pictures about my Characters, well I love to get them.