Date: Fri, 10 Jan 2020 04:59:38 +0000 (UTC) From: john Subject: Running With The Big Dogs # 2 All the usual disclaimers apply. Pls support Nifty. Back it before you jack it. Pay before you play. Ok ? Thanks ! Nifty Stories Archive Donation https://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Send constructive comments to me at akman2001@yahoo.com Running With The Big Dogs # 2 After dinner I finished up my homework and Gram called me back down for some pie and milk. She told me she just had a lovely chat with my new running coach. "He sounds wonderful and speaks highly of your potential. How lucky you are Jacob that he is willing to take you under his wing for special training over the summer. Impressive man, Coach Walker " Gram was a bit smitten. "He will be here Saturday morning at nine to pick you up so get a good night's sleep the night before. You want to do your best for him " "Yes, ma'am'" I said. When Saturday rolled around, I was excited. I pulled my soft black runners jock out of hiding and slipped it on my slim fit teen body and some old running cloths over that. I was just finished eating my oatmeal when the doorbell rang. Gram answered it and was surprised Coach Walker was right there to meet her in person. She was flattered and charmed by the good looking and well spoken man in skimpy running clothes. I said my goodby to Gram and Coach and I trotted to a sharp new model pick up with Ky behind the wheel. I got the middle seat for the 15 minute ride with small talk on the way to their house. Once we got there we went to their big backyard with a pool. Next to it was a large fenced in area and house for the team mascot. Billy the Bulldog. Ky let him out and we played with him for a while. Great pooch. Ky says the whole high school loves Billy. "Who's ready for a run ,?" Coach asked. All three of us raised our hands and took off for the wooded running trail behind the Walker home. I think we ran about eight miles and were not winded but pretty sweaty when we entered the basement door of their nice home. Coach said, "Great run, guys. Who needs a shower Both of them raised their hands, showing me their sweaty, hairy armpits. I had thought I would shower at home but didn't want to be a wuss so I raised my hand too. Coach said,"Ok, just throw your sweaty stuff in that hamper. Ky and coach stripped off fast and stood there completely nude, staring at me undressing at a slower pace. I turned my back to them when I pushed the black strap down. I had to face them and I just hoped and prayed my 5.5 teen dick would not get hard around other naked guys. "Jake, Ky can loan you some of his cloths. After we shower. We'll grab a healthy lunch and help Jake shop for some running cloths. It will be a tight fit but let's save water and time and shower in this one " Coach said as he opened the shower door. Ky and his dad stepped in and held the door open for me. "Come on Jake. It'll be fun. We don't bite. Unless you want us to." Both of them laughed. "Thanks guys, I'm gonna grab a shower upstairs if that's ok ? "No problem at all, Jake,", Coach said from the shower Their water was running. I went upstairs and showered. I always feel Horny after I run far . But I decided not to jack here and take care of it tonight. I step out and can't find a towel anywhere. So I go back downstairs dripping and am surprised to hear smacking and skin on skin contact sounds but I'm not sure. So I cough and say, "Guys, I could not find a towel anywhere upstairs." Coach sounded a little nervous and said, "That's my bad. All the clean towels are right there in the laundry room behind you. Throw us a couple. We're getting out. Wow, both Coach and Ky were sporting big hard cocks and I noticed their pubes were trimmed close. I threw each a towel and started drying off. Ky broke the silence when he said, "Jake, we trim close because the clean look makes a guy feel sexy and it makes your cock look bigger and everybody likes a big dick, right ? I can help you if you decide to trim " I didn't really respond and tried to make my staring at the two biggest cocks I had ever seen less obvious. Coach put his towel on the rack and I watched his bare ass walk to his bedroom to dress. Ky took my towel and his and put them on the rack so I guess we were going to his room naked. "Hey Jake, do not sweat the chub. We're all guys here. Boners happen." I looked down and my semi was growing. But if he didn't care, I would try to lighten up. In his room I borrowed some clothes to wear shopping and to lunch. The whole time Ky was naked and hard, showing me his room and handing me stuff to try on. Once I was dressed, he put on an orange jockstrap and wrestled to get his junk to fit. He said he And his dad and a bunch of guys on the team wear them for underwear And not just for running. Ky said the straps make Your ass look extra sexy in your shorts or jeans Good to know. We hopped into the truck and Coach and Ky helped me pick out running cloths and a new pair of shoes. At lunch I told Coach my dad would pay him back. He said we'll figure it out. I remembered I left my black strap in their hamper. I was hesitant at first but decided to ask. "Guys, I really don't want my grandma to find and wash my running strap...." "Say no more Jake. I will take care of it and Ky can bring it to school and you can change into it there. And if you decide to wear straps for underwear like us Big Dogs, I will order you a few more you can keep at our house. Cool ?" "Sounds good. Thanks,Coach. I really appreciate it " Kyle broke in to say, "New running shoes, sexy underwear and a new name. Jake, you are styling " Coach then said, "I almost forgot to tell you. I have been rooting around and found out we are distantly related. Third or fourth cousins I think it is. So you two are some level of cousin and I am your distant uncle. I'll work it out with your dad. Text me his email address." "So we are a cross country running family !," Ky exclaimed. "Dad, we should invite Jake for a sleepover weekend. Get some good runs in. Meat lover's pizza ! Stay up late !" "Fuck yeah. We can do it a couple of weekends from now. Will be fun. Jake are you DTF, son ?" I swallowed hard. I heard that meant Down to Fuck. "Ease up, Jake. DTF. Are you Down to Fun,? ". We all laughed. I sighed in relief" "Yes Coach, I am DTF ! He and Ky, in unison said,"All right, Jake !" Please send constructive comments to akman2001@yahoo.com. Thanks.