Date: Tue, 10 Oct 2006 22:29:14 -0700 (PDT) From: Jeffrey Uher Subject: When I Knew I was Gay, Part 13 Disclaimer: If you are not yet 18 years of age or if it is illegal to read materials of this kind where you live, then please stop now. This story contains descriptions of sexual activity between teenage boys and men. And is for adult eyes only! The acts are consensual and are a result of their love or lust for one another. This story is completely true, all personal descriptions, and names have been changed to protect people's identities and privacy. I would love to hear from you, so write to me about your experiences. We drove to a field that was predominantly used to let the horses run around and let ourselves in through a gate. Sean got out and had me slide over as he got back in on the passenger side. He had me go over everything on the dash and what all the controls were for. After telling me not to drive over 20 to begin with he had me put it into drive and proceed forward. It was real neat to actually be driving and I was catching on pretty easily. Sean had me stop, drive in reverse and also work on stepping on the brake. After about 15 minutes he asked Peter if he wanted to give it a try. Peter wasn't sure he should but I told him it would be fine. We kept this up switching off positions every 15 or 20 minutes and trying various driving techniques that Sean pointed out. It began to get dark and Sean said we had to call it quits. We drove back to the house and my Dad and Uncle came out to see how things went and both Peter and I said "Great!" Sean told me he would keep the car at his folks place and whenever I was coming up to either call or stop by the house and he'd get it out of the garage. Peter went inside with my father and I said I was going to go with Sean and be right back. As we drove to his parents Sean surprised me by remarking what a nice couple Peter and I made. I didn't know what to say and turned bright red. Sean quickly said he could tell I liked guys by how I always watched him. He had other guys do the same thing in high school and a couple that had hit on him. It didn't bother him but it made him aware of certain guys and their feelings. I asked him if he had ever fooled around with a guy and he said no. He was strictly heterosexual. We got to his parent's and after we got the car parked he got me the car's manual and a mechanics manual to read. Next time I came up he'd show me how to change the oil and oil filter. We talked some more about his racing and I asked him if I could come watch him race sometime. He said no problem and got me a schedule. Even though he told me he was strictly heterosexual it was so easy to be around him and I loved watching his butt as he walked around. He caught me staring and asked me what I found so sexy about him. I turned red again and said I loved watching his butt. He chuckled and then surprised me by turning away and walking into the other side of the garage over accentuating his walk and really shaking his butt at me. I told him to stop it, he was embarrassing me. He said why it was just us two, so why be embarrassed. Then he really shocked me by suddenly unbuttoning his pants and pulling them down showing me his bare ass. It took all I had to stop me from reaching out and grabbing that ass right then. It was covered in black hair leading down from that patch on his lower back and thickened greatly as it disappeared in the deep cleft between his cheeks. Framing it was a pair of off-white jock straps. He bent way over shaking his ass at me, teasing me. As he bent over his ass crack pulled open revealing the snarl of hair hiding his ass hole from sight. He pulled his pants back up and told me he liked to tease a lot of guys because they always told him it was his ass that caught their attention. Hopefully I wasn't mad at him. I told him no it just took a lot of will power not to grab his ass and kiss it. He looked at me with a quizzical expression and said that's a new one. Most guys want to fuck me! I blurted out before thinking that I'd do that too, but with my tongue. He replied "I guess I don't know enough about what two guys do together to play on that side of the fence." We went outside and he gave me a ride back to the house on his motorcycle, even though it was real cold out. I loved every minute of holding on to him as we rode the 10 minutes back. I rubbed his stomach and buried my face in his neck smelling his sweat and musk. He didn't say anything and offer a reaction, but he didn't stop me either. As sexy as I found Sean, he really was more like a big brother to me. I always felt comfortable and safe when I was around him. At the house I got off the motorcycle and he kissed me on my cheek telling me he'd see me soon. When I went in the house Dad announced we were going to stay overnight and go home tomorrow. I said great and went to join Peter in the TV room. My grandma had made some caramel corn and there was a glass of orange soda waiting for me. Peter asked if I had heard we were staying and I said yes. He said he couldn't wait until tomorrow, it was supposed to snow tonight and if enough fell we could go sledding. We watched a movie and headed to bed. My grandma told me we were sleeping in the back bedroom so we could have some privacy. The back had been added on for my Uncle when he was younger and stayed on the farm. It had its own bathroom, a small living room and a bedroom with a big view of the cherry orchard. Also breakfast wouldn't be until after church and we could sleep in while my parent's went to church with them. When Peter saw the back room area his was surprised, it really was set off from the rest of the house. My mom yelled back goodnight and they'd see us about 11:30 after church. I asked Peter if he wanted to take a bath with me and his eyes lit up. I opened the door to the bathroom and showed him the old claw foot bathtub which was huge. We ran the water and crawled in the tub together. It wasn't long before we were playing with each other under the water and stroking each other's cock. We kept this up for several minutes when Peter stood up and asked me to suck his cock he was going to shoot. I swallowed down his sweet load and he jacked me off until I shot. Out of the tub we dried each other off and crawled into bed together. I snuggled up behind Peter and pushed my half-hard cock into the cleft of his ass. We fell off to sleep and I didn't awaken until the morning sun came through the window. We had turned in the night I had my arms around Peter with my face nestled into his left armpit. I was enjoying the faint smell of his sweat when I reached down and found his morning woodie. I moved quietly down under the covers to engulf his cock in my mouth and began sucking on it. He must have been having a dream as he turned over pulling his cock from my mouth. It was just as well because since seeing Sean's ass last night I had wanted to rim out an ass and Peter's would suit me just fine. I shifted in between his legs and carefully pushed my arms under his hips and curled them back where I could get a grip on his ass cheeks and pull them open. I kissed his cheeks and nipped at them lightly before pulling those cheeks open and diving into his crack. I knew that odor and it was so sexy and such a turn-on to smell his most intimate scent. The mixture of musk and sweat sent my head reeling. I kissed his asshole and savored his smell. I felt him moving and proceeded to broad licks up through his ass crack feeling the hairs it contained, matting them down with my saliva. When I reached his hole again I pointed my tongue and dug to gain entrance. He moaned and bucked his ass back against my face. I pushed further down along the root of his cock and nipped lightly at this area. This sent his lower body into a bucking spasm. I pulled back and blew a lite breathe over his asshole watching it spasm in and out. Peter was in confusion at first telling me not to stop and in the next moment telling me to stop teasing him. I intently went to work on his asshole, kissing it, sucking on it and plunging my tongue into its center. I used my fingers to pull on the edges to get it to open up. Just as I was about to give up and plunge a finger in I felt it give way and allow my tongue to thrust through and up into him. I heard and felt a deep low groan come from him as I pushed my tongue up into him further than I ever remembered. Then I began to twist it in a corkscrew manner and reamed his asshole until my tongue tired. When I pulled back his ass followed trying to capture me again and hold me there. I felt his hands grasp the back of my head and push me back into his ass telling me to tongue fuck him some more! I was only too happy to oblige! On the second reaming of his ass I reached to grab his cock between his legs and felt a puddle of cum where he had already shot. I finished a torrid tongue fuck on him and pulled back exclaiming about his shooting his load. He blushed red and told me he couldn't take it when I had my tongue up in him and he was rubbing his cock against the sheets. He turned onto his back and I came up above his head on all fours and presented him with my hard cock to suck. He sucked on it lightly and then pulled on my hips to turn me around and guided my ass onto his face positioning my asshole directly on his mouth. I was so turned on from eating his ass that I began "riding" his face, moving my butt back and forth over his tongue and bucking up and down on that hardened tongue feeling it piercing into and out of my hole. I began jerking my cock when I felt his hands grasp my hips and pull me down tight on his face stabbing his tongue up into me. While stabbing my hole with his tongue he also lightly nipped at the edges of my asshole. It was too much and I shot a huge load onto his chest and stomach. I collapsed in exhaustion and he turned around embracing me and kissing me. We held each other feeling my sticky cum dry between our chests and stomachs. When we rolled out of bed it was about 9am, we looked outside and noticed it had snowed about 8" as well we both agreed the bed was a mess. So we decided while everyone was at church we would wash the sheets and make the bed back up. We were running around the house in just our underwear while we straightened up everything. Finally everything was done and it was 11am and we took a quick bath and got dressed. We were watching TV when I heard a car pull in. We got up to see if they were home and I noticed it was Sean and Jerry. I ran outside to see what was up and Sean said he was surprised to see us. I told him my parents decided to stay overnight. Sean said they were going sledding maybe we wanted to join them. I told him we had to wait for breakfast and he said he'd check back in about an hour. Then he handed me a box with some stuff for my grandpa. Just before they pulled out my parents pulled in. We asked about sledding and my mother said we needed to eat something first. My grandma told Sean and Jerry to come back in an hour, also to get some winter clothes at the barn. So after breakfast we headed up to the barn to change clothes and waited for Sean and Jerry to come back. In a few minutes they showed up and we got in the car and Sean headed over to the lower ridge. This was the area where we were riding yesterday and it was a great area to toboggan and sled. There were several people there when we got there, most of them farmhand's kids and a few from nearby. We did some racing and tried to do some "tricks" on some of the sleds. The crowd was thinning out and it was about 4pm when I told Jerry I had to use the bathroom and headed to the outhouse Peter used yesterday. I was sitting on the right toilet seat in the freezing cold when the door opened and Jerry came in. I commented on it being colder than a witch's tit and he giggled and dropped his pants and sat on the other toilet seat. Jerry commented about the graffiti on the walls and I said Peter and I were riding out here yesterday when we "found" it. He looked at me and asked if I remembered the sex we had back in the summer and I told him yes. Jerry said he had done a lot of thinking since then and had come to the conclusion he was a homo. Well maybe not 100% there were still a couple of girls he liked, but his fantasies of sex were with guys. He asked if we could have sex again and when I didn't jump right at it he asked if Peter and I were boyfriends. I said yes and that we really loved each other. He asked how we "got away" with being homos in school and I told him we were careful and discrete. We also had some good friends who helped us out. Just then the door opened and Peter came in asking what was up. I gave him a short version of Jerry's story and told him we had sex this past summer. Peter told Jerry I was always horny and had sex with different people a lot but it didn't bother him. Jerry said to Peter he wanted to have sex with me again but since we were boyfriends he didn't want to cause a problem. Peter surprised me when he said to Jerry if he wanted to the two of us would have sex with him. Jerry said he wasn't sure about that but if I didn't have a problem that would probably be okay. My ass was frozen by this point and I said we needed to get moving or it was going to fall off. Jerry laughed and agreed and we got straightened up and headed out. Sean was putting the sleds in the trunk and jokingly asked if our piss had frozen while peeing. We laughed and said no there were some deer down on the horse trail we were watching. Which was partly true, there were some deer but we weren't watching them. Back at the barn we began changing clothes when Jerry said he was going to take a shower. It sounded good to me and I agreed. Sean said he had to get home to help his father with something and we said our goodbyes. The three of us were stripped down when Peter got caught staring at Jerry's cock. I giggled and remarked that it was quite a cock wasn't it. He nodded without a word and Jerry blushed red. He proceeded to explain to Peter about the curse of a large cock. Peter was the first to approach Jerry and immediately began playing with his large cock. When I walked over to Jerry he leaned over and kissed me deeply and when we broke he quietly said that was a long time wanting. Peter directed Jerry over onto a bench and had him lie down. Peter straddled Jerry's face and bent over in a 69 position. They proceeded to give each other blowjobs, licking at each other's cocks and balls and stroking thighs, butt cheeks and stomachs. Jerry was quite aggressive letting Peter know what felt good and encouraging him to continue. I began tonguing Peter's ass lapping up the sweat that he had built up while sledding in the heavy winter clothes. Jerry stopped his ministrations on Peter's cock briefly to ask me to lick his ass. He really enjoyed that last time. I moved down to the end of the bench and got on my knees taking in the sight of Peter giving Jerry a blowjob. I nuzzled my nose into the space between Jerry's balls and thigh. The scent was rich with sweat and musky spiciness. I leaned back and pushed on the backs of Jerry's thighs moving them back onto his chest. Peter hooked Jerry's legs behind his arms and this exposed Jerry's ass to my full view. The scent from his ass was intoxicating and Peter dove down taking a long swipe down through Jerry's ass. The hair in his ass cleft glistened with sweat and now Peter's saliva. I moved my face into his ass and inhaled his maleness. My mind remembered this scent from the last time and my mouth watered. I licked at his ass cheeks and tasted the salty sweat on them before slipping my tongue into his ass cleft and matting down his ass hair with my saliva. I curled up my tongue and dug through the snarl of hair hiding his hole and probed his ass hole. I tasted a tart spiciness and pushed my way through and into his hole. Jerry was moaning and grinding his butt onto my face. I pulled back briefly before diving back in to attack his hole full force again. I sealed my mouth around his hairy asshole and sucked strongly on it trying to pull it inside out! His hole formed a puckered bud and when I probed my tongue tip into it was granted entry inside. I tasted that same tangy spiciness of earlier and it made me eager to probe deeper. As I began to pull back this time I felt Jerry's hands grasp my ears and head and pull my face into his ass tightly while growling out to me to tonguefuck his ass. Peter giggled and I heard him say to Jerry "he loves to eat ass! If you're not careful you'll shoot your load just having his tongue in your hole!" Jerry kept control of my head and kept it firmly planted in his ass. I continued to tongue fuck his asshole and nibble on his asshole. My head was spinning from his scent and from the taste of his ass. Suddenly I felt his hole contract on my tongue and knew he was going to shoot his load. I could see Peter taking as much of his cock as possible and felt Jerry's asshole spasm on my tongue as he shot his load. It was too much for Peter and he gagged lightly and a froth of cum came out from around his mouth running down Jerry's cock. He released my ears and I pulled back slightly before taking Jerry's balls into my mouth and running my tongue over them. I heard Jerry groan and then ask me to be careful his balls were real tender. He got hit playing dodge ball in the balls at school. Peter still couldn't get enough of Jerry's cock and was licking on it and playing with it. I went back to eating Jerry's ass and jerked myself off. I saw Jerry sucking on Peter's cock and trying to get him to come. Once I shot my load I leaned down to Jerry and told him to push finger into Peter's ass and feel for his knot and rub it. Peter will shoot in seconds after this starts. We broke and headed to take showers with Jerry in one and Peter and I in another together. We washed each other's back and asses and soon we were both hard again. We were jacking on each other's cock when we heard Jerry finish up. He poked his head in the curtain and laughed saying he couldn't believe we were hard again. He stepped into the shower with us and proceeded to finger our asses until we shot our loads. We dried each other off and got dressed. Jerry gave us both a kiss on our cheek and thanked us for letting him explore a bit of his sexuality. Peter rubbed the front of Jerry's pants and told him anytime he wanted and we were around he would love playing with Jerry's cock. We headed out of the barn and to the house while Jerry headed home. It was about 6pm and my grandma was fixing sandwiches and food for a bite to eat. Once we were finished we got into the car and headed home. My parents asked what I thought about my surprise and I said I thought it was great. They asked Peter if he had fun and he couldn't contain himself telling them he couldn't wait to come back! We got home and my mom told Peter he was staying overnight and heading to school in the morning and would go home on the bus. If he needed clothes between me and my brother there shouldn't be any problem coming up with clothes for school tomorrow. Peter told me he had some homework he didn't finish in school on Friday that he needed to do. I said fine and if he needed any help just ask. I watched TV until about 10:30 and headed up the bed. Peter was still at work and I asked he needed help, he said no he was just about done. I went and brushed my teeth, took a piss and shed my clothes to crawl into bed. I lie in bed just watching Peter and quickly fell asleep. I didn't hear him go into the bathroom or notice him crawl into bed with me, but when I awoke in the morning we were wrapped in each other's arms and my face was buried in his right armpit. He awoke at just about the same time and remarked about how soundly I slept last night. I hardly stirred and he twisted and turned and thought for sure I would wake up because of it. I asked why he didn't sleep well and he said there was no particular reason he was probably overtired. When he got like that he never slept well. I heard my brother in the bathroom and checked the clock. It was 7:00 and we had about an hour before school. We got out of bed and straightened the room waiting for my brother to finish. Once out we both piled into the bathroom. As I began to pee Peter stepped up behind me and took a hold of my cock and held it while I pissed. He said it something he wanted to do for some time and it felt neat. I did the same for him when he pissed and it did feel neat directing his piss into the toilet. We climbed into the shower together and washed each other while getting hardons. Peter dropped to his knees and began giving me a blowjob. When I got ready to cum he pulled back and let the first shot hit him on his face. Then he put the head back into his mouth and let it fill his mouth before swallowing my load. He stood and rinsed his face and I went down on his cock, first licking on his balls, then engulfing his cock and taking it to the root. He fucked in and out of my mouth a few times and I felt his cockhead swell just before he filled my mouth with his cum. It tasted a little bitter today and I swallowed it down quickly. We rinsed down, dried each other and got dressed. Peter didn't have any clean underwear and he put on a pair of mine. Then he grabbed a shirt from my closet and tried a pair of pants. The inseam was short and he looked like he was waiting for the flood. I took him to my brother's room and grabbed a pair of khakis. They fit much better and once he had them on we headed downstairs. My brother noticed the pants right away and said something before my mother cut him off. My brother wasn't thrilled with my surprise and my mother reminded him that he did a lot more with his sports and didn't even go to the farm that much. Besides, he already had his license and was driving. We headed to school and Peter and I made plans to meet at lunch. I ran into Michelle and she said she needed some help for a test coming up and I said fine what about today. She was free 7th period and I told her to meet me in the library. I went to the gym to check the schedule for intramural basketball games and saw there was one planned for tomorrow. Lunch rolled around and Peter and I headed to the cafeteria. After we sat down Paul and couple of other guys sat down with us, they were friends of Peter from the football team. I knew them but not very well. We all talked about Christmas coming up and what our families were doing. Peter told everyone about my getting a field car to ram around my grandparent's farm in. Everyone thought that was so cool. Michelle came up and said she'd see me at the library 7th period and I said no problem. As we all finished and began leaving I told Peter I would see him after school and headed to the bathroom. I was standing at the last urinal when one of the guys from lunch came in and walked up to the urinal next to me. Carl was Lisa's brother and a nice guy so I didn't think anything strange except most guys use a urinal a step or two away when available. I was finishing pissing and could here Carl's piss splashing in the urinal. Before I got my cock put away and zipped up Carl placed his hand over mine and said "please wait". I looked at him with a surprised expression and he smiled saying "don't worry". He pushed me towards one of the stalls and after we were inside he locked the door and dropped to his knees and sucked my cock into his mouth. I stumbled for words and couldn't figure out what was going on when he pushed my pants down to my knees and nuzzled my balls. His actions felt wonderful, but I still couldn't figure out what was happening! He pulled away from my cock and stood up embracing me and kissing me on the neck. He pulled back slightly and looked me in the eyes saying he had seen me messing around in the locker room with the teaching assistants and wanted to see what it was like to suck a cock! Another shock, as I didn't think anyone was around when my encounter happened with the assistants. He said "I don't think I'm a faggot like you evidently are, but I've seen enough dicks in the locker room and those guys are big jocks and I figured if they sucked cock I had to try it and see what it was all about. You're the only person in school that I figured I could try it with. You did stuff with those guys I haven't even fantasized about." He went on rambling about wanting to fuck a couple of guys who had sexy asses and so forth when we heard someone come in the bathroom. I sat on the toilet and pulled my legs up so only two legs showed. Luckily they pissed quickly and left. I looked up at him at that point and he pushed his cock into my face. He asked me to suck his cock he wanted to know what it felt like. His crotch really smelled rank! Not the typical sweat and musk but his smell was stronger and deeper. I inhaled his scent and felt my cock hardening. He thought my sniffing was in disdain as he looked down and said "sorry, haven't showered in a couple of days. I must smell pretty bad!" Actually I thought he smelled fantastic. The mixture of sweat, funk, musk and a definite pissy attribute was sending off signals in my brain I had never felt. I licked at the crease between his ball sack and thigh and was rewarded with a salty, tangy taste and even more of the rich scent I had picked up in his pubic bush. I slathered his balls with my tongue and heard him moan as I sucked one and then the other into my mouth. They had an explosion of flavors! I tasted salty sweat, rich musk and even the flavor of his piss where it had spotted his ball sack. I pulled his ball sack up along his cock and sniffed at the area behind his balls. It was intoxicating and I devoured the area with my tongue lightly nipping at the base of his cock. He pushed his cock back down and asked me to suck on it. I obliged and reached around his hips to pull his cock into my mouth. He had about 5" hard and an average thickness with a large mushroom shaped head. When I flicked my tongue at the base of his piss slit he went crazy! I continued to feel his ass cheeks, they were smooth and when I pushed my fingers into his ass cleft I found it hairless and slick with sweat. I pulled one hand around and sniffed at my fingers. The same rich scent his pubes smelled like and when I probed his ass hole with my index finger I felt it clench up and he said to "stop playing with my ass hole, I'm not a faggot!" I pulled off of his cock looked up at him and reminded him he had sucked on my cock. He tensed up and said there's nothing wrong with helping out a friend. I said I don't think the rest of the football team would buy that argument and proceeded to stand up pulling up my pants. He apologized and pushed me back down telling me his ass was off limits. I looked up at him and said no problem but I was going to stick a finger up his ass and show him how to blow a real load! I sucked his now soft cock back into my mouth and at the same time pushed my finger into his ass. He squirmed and told me to take it easy just until I hit his button and he suddenly began groaning he was going to cum! He shot a huge load that filled my mouth and it was sweet. He got down on his knees and pushed my legs apart going down on my hard cock. I pushed myself to the front of the toilet and leaned back pulling my cock from his mouth, asking him to lick my balls. He looked at my cock for a moment, unsure of if he would or not. I grabbed the hair on top of his head and pulled him forward until his nose was at my balls. I heard him sniff at my balls and then felt his tongue lick out at them. When he was sure they tasted okay he went into a frenzy. Licking at them, sucking them into his mouth and licking up the underside of my cock. I had placed my feet up on the partition and pushed my crotch into his face. As he was licking at my balls again I tilted my hips and opened my ass to him. He was sucking on my balls looking up at me when I whispered to him "lick my ass!" He didn't react and I again whispered to him "kiss my asshole! Lick it! Tongue it!" He let go of my balls and pulled back looking at my ass and asshole, which I flexed at him. Almost as if in a trance he leaned down and sniffed at my ass. Not finding anything offensive I felt his tongue lick down from my balls to my asshole. Then he surprised by kissing my asshole once, twice, three times. I was moaning and pushed my asshole out at him and I felt him licking my hole and probing into its center. Suddenly he locked his lips around my hole and sucked on it hard. I love that feeling and grabbed the back of his head and pulled him tightly into my ass! He continued licking and sucking on my asshole for at least five minutes when he pulled back and began fingering my hole. When I didn't protest he pushed his middle finger in and began a slow in and out fucking motion. I was jerking my cock and could feel I was getting near shooting. I told him I was gonna cum and he leaned up and took my cock into his mouth. I repeated I was going to shoot my load and he sucked on my cock head. I couldn't stop and shot two shots into his mouth before he gagged and pulled off. Sputtering and coughing he said he thought he was prepared for it. He smiled and said "I've tasted my own, but it's different when it shoots in your mouth." I grabbed some toilet paper and cleaned myself up. We got our clothes back on and straightened ourselves up and before we walked out of the stall he hugged me and kissed me on the cheek. I asked him seriously what this all meant and he replied he had to find out for himself what being a homo was about. He said he wouldn't say anything, it would be just between us and he couldn't see himself doing anything like this again and then he left. We were halfway through the next period so I headed for the library and waited until the next period. Luckily I could just pass off the time lost to tutoring preparation. Michele showed up a bit early and we got started reviewing the terms needed for her exam. We finished in about 30 minutes and spent the rest of the time just talking. She wondered about Peter and I told her we were doing fine. She asked about the dance coming up and I told her Peter was going with Lisa and Michele laughed. Was that a good idea since she seemed to have a crush on him? I responded I told Peter to act like a rude jerk and maybe that would quell her feelings. Michele raised her eyebrows and I said not in a way to hurt her feelings and be mean, just indifferent. We'll see she said, but Lisa thinks he is just the only boy for her. We put together our plans for the dance and I said I would tell Peter later. The bell rang and we headed off to our next class. My teacher asked where I was during sixth period and I told him setting up tutoring and he said fine, just be sure to let Mrs. Denton know why you weren't in class. I told him I'd stop after class. Time seemed to drag on, but finally the final bell rang and I headed by Mrs. Denton's to tell her. She said fine, just worried where I was. Peter caught up with me and we headed down to the coach's office so I could check the schedule. Peter went into the gym to see who was around and when I knocked on the door to the office I heard some voices, then shuffling and finally a "come on in". When I opened the door the coach was sitting at his desk and Gary (Teaching Asst.) was sitting in a side chair. His face was flushed red and he smiled at me giving me a wink. Coach asked what was up and I told him I had another prospect for refereeing intramural games. He said great, bring him by and I'll check him out. Gary asked how things were and I said fine. It looked like Gary had a hardon in his shorts and he fidgeted in his seat. When I went to leave there was no mistaking the hardon in coach's shorts when he stood up to shake my hand. I also noticed Gary looking at the bulge and turning a bit red again. After I closed the door, I stood to the side a moment and listened. I heard the coach say "that was close" and Gary replied "I know, but luckily it was Jeff. He knows." The coach replied "Huh?" and Peter came back out and I walked away. Peter and I walked to my house and we did some homework and watched TV until my Dad got home. Then we took Peter home. I told Peter about the dance next Friday and he said fine. My mother asked what we were talking about regarding Lisa and I told her I would tell her later. After dropping Peter off at his house we picked my brother up at school after his practice and headed to get dinner. We went to one of the nicer restaurants in town (my Dad knew the owners well) and got seated. Funny part was we ran into 2 or 3 tables of people we knew and Mom and Dad made the rounds catching up about the holidays with them. As my brother and I sat and waited I noticed in the back of the dining room someone with his back to us that looked familiar. He turned to the side and I could now tell it was coach. He was sitting with a woman, but she appeared somewhat older than him. As dinner progressed my dad mentioned the coach and my brother said the woman with him was his sister. She was in town visiting him and he had met her today when she came by the school on the way into town. I had to go to the bathroom and excused myself. I was in the restroom for about a minute when someone else came in. Looking out of a crack in the partition I saw it was coach. He walked up to the urinal and I noticed he dropped his pants below his butt. His hard hairy ass was framed by the straps of a jockstrap and I couldn't help but stare. I had wanted to see that ass for months. I realized I had to get back to the table and finished up and stepped out to the sink to wash my hands. The coach looked over towards me at the sink and said hi. I looked towards him and returned the hello. I couldn't help but notice he was standing away from the urinal and I looked down to his cock. It was large and I could see his crotch was a tangle of pubic hair. His cock was probably 8 or 9 inches long and very thick and I could see a hairy ball sack hanging down. I was staring, trying to burn that image into my mind when I heard him say "like what you see?" It startled me and all I could do is nod my head. He stepped back and turned towards me and said "Gary tells me you like cock. Is that true?" I stuttered out a yes and he said "that's okay, so do I". I told him I had to get back to my family and he said we'll talk in school later. I said that was fine and left the restroom. My mother said they ordered dessert and they ordered me some cheesecake with cherries was that okay. If not I better grab the waiter and let him know. I said it was fine and we went back to our previous conversation. Did we want to go to grandma and grandpa's next weekend and or the weekend after for Christmas? My brother and I both felt next weekend was fine. Then the conversation was whether everyone was through shopping or did we need to take a shopping trip? I wanted to go on a shopping trip and my father agreed, but my brother said he was done. This brought some skepticism from my mother as my brother was notorious for procrastinating. He said he was really done; he went with Darryl's family last week one night. My mother said fine, but she needed to check his selections for a couple of people when we got home; otherwise he was going with us this weekend to shop. The next day in school I told Peter what happened at dinner last night and his eyes widened. I also told him we were going Christmas shopping on Saturday. He said his family was going Saturday also to finish up their shopping. When I told him we were headed to the farm on the next Saturday he looked disappointed. I asked him what the problem was and he said he wished he could go but wouldn't be able to as his parent's were having a big party that night for their family. I said not to worry; we could go up for a few days during Christmas break. The bell rang and we headed to our classes. I passed the coach in the hallway and he asked me to stop by his office during lunch. I said fine, I'd see him then. The day seemed to drag and I nervous about what the coach would have to say when I saw him. Lunch finally rolled around and I grabbed a sandwich and carton of milk and told Paul I had to meet a teacher, please tell Peter. He said fine, we'd catch up later. As I walked towards the coach's office I had butterflies in my stomach. He saw me up the hall and waved from his office. I'd finished my lunch by the time I made it to his office and he ushered me in asking if I had eaten lunch. I said I had grabbed a sandwich and milk. He closed his door and locked it before sitting down. He immediately apologized for last night and I was confused. He could tell by my facial expression that I didn't understand. He said "I should never have done what I did last night. You're too young to have that happen to you. It's hard because you look much older than you are. Now that you've grown a mustache I have to remind myself you're still a young teenager!" Then he continued about how the TA's told him about their encounter with me. He said it wasn't proper and bordered on illegal and it could cause problems for the guys the rest of their lives. Luckily he wasn't going to create an issue of it but I needed to be careful. "Do you remember what I told you last night?" and I nodded yes and he asked "what did I say?" I replied that he told me he liked cocks. He said "yes and I shouldn't have done that! Since I have we need to have a talk." "I admitted I was a homosexual when I was in college. Prior to that I had crushes on a couple of classmates in High School, but I was frightened to tell anyone. You are a brave young man to accept it and act on it at your age, but you need to be careful. There are a lot of guys who would take pleasure in beating you up and forcing you to do things you might not want to do!" He continued on lecturing me about society and how they dealt with guys like us. Some of what he told me scared me and at some point I felt tears coming to my eyes. He saw this and immediately pulled me up into his arms and hugged me asking what was wrong. I said "you're scaring me! I don't want people to hate me. I know they don't understand, but hate me?" He whispered in my ear "I just want you to be aware of what's ahead. It can get tough and I don't want you to think it gets easier." I couldn't help it, I felt so protected and safe in his arms and my cock started hardening in my pants. I could feel his cock rubbing against my hip and it felt good. He kissed me on the forehead and told me it wasn't right for us to act on anything sexually. He was my teacher and 20 years older than me, but if I ever wanted to talk about anything he was here. Also he asked me to promise not to do anything sexual with the TA's. He wiped my eyes and told me he would see me later. I went in the locker room and washed my face. While I was in there a couple of basketball players came in and asked if they would see me later and I said yes. I enjoyed watching them strip down and playing grab ass when coach's words came back to me. "A lot of guys play grab ass with each other but it means nothing. It's just letting off some steam and trying to settle the hormones. Don't assume it means they have sex with each other or want to!" Someone tapped me on the shoulder to shake me out of my daydream and I turned to see Peter. We walked out and he asked about my talk with Coach. I related the story and Peter listened intently. He commented on how he hadn't thought of some of what Coach said. The next period bell rang and I said I'd see him in the gym later. I'd changed and was in the gym when a lot of the guys started showing up. As they came out of the locker room they shook my hand and welcomed me and everyone started warming up. Carl came in and asked me if he could talk to me later. I said sure, about what? He wouldn't say, just that it was important. I sat on the bleachers watching everyone when Peter came in. He was upset he'd gotten a "C" on an English paper and thought he had done much better. I told him not to worry about, check the comments and make changes on the next paper. He asked if I would help him and I said sure. The guys were ready to start playing and I flipped a coin to see who would be the home team. Skins won and we got ready for a tip-off. Peter was working the clock and the first couple minutes went smoothly. Then one of the shirts just clobbered a guy as he went up for a lay-up and I blew the whistle. I called it as an intentional foul as per Coach's rules and what I observed. This set the guy off even more and he got right in my face yelling and screaming. It was loud enough that Coach heard it and came in the gym immediately asking what was up. Both team captains agreed with my call and described what happened to the Coach. He grabbed the angry guy by his collar and pulled him aside asking him what was up. He told us to shoot the foul shots and proceed with the game. Eric (angry guy) was going to be out of the game for the next few minutes. He took him to his office and we got back underway. A couple minutes later Coach came in and asked Carl to come into the office. I don't know what transpired but Carl came back in a couple of minutes and when someone asked about Eric he said he was being suspended for two days to the principal's office. The game went on without incident and the skins won 89 to 84. I was headed to the locker room to take a shower when Coach asked me to come into his office. Peter was picking up the equipment to put it away and Coach told him we would only be a few minutes. Once in his office he said Peter and I made a handsome couple. I thanked him and asked him what was up with Eric? Coach said Eric told him that Carl made a pass at him in the restroom and "he wasn't going to have any faggot touching him!" In the game Eric was sure Carl tried to feel or grab at his ass and it pissed him off. When I called Carl in here he denied all of it and Eric tried to punch him. "Do you know anything about any of this?" Coach asked me. I didn't give details but told him about my brief encounter with Carl in the restroom on the third floor. Coach asked if that was where these things happened and I told him a lot of times. It wasn't used much and teachers rarely ever went in it. He told me he would probably make it his mission to keep an eye on this restroom in the future. Also what do I think happened? I told him I didn't know either of these guys real well although they were in my brother's class, but I think Carl is having a hard time with his sexuality. I didn't think Carl would be violent but Eric had been in fights before. He asked if I would help him talk to Carl and I said I would do whatever I could. He said check with him tomorrow and told me I could go. By the time I got in the locker room most guys were finished and gone. Peter came in and waited while I showered and got dressed. A couple of the varsity basketball players who had been using the weight room were finishing up when Chuck (a friend of my brother) came up to me and asked what was up with Eric. I explained in little detail what Coach had said to me and Chuck shook his head and said "that kid is a missile getting ready to explode. Someone better get a hold of him and straighten him up!" I asked Chuck what he meant and he said Eric had a rough home life. His father drank a lot and beat on Eric, there were even rumors that Eric had been sexually abused by his father! I knew I had to tell Coach about this. Chuck patted me the back of my head and softly said "Peter and you are a cute couple, just be careful not everyone thinks so. If you have a problem you let any us know on the team, we'll take care of it." Coach was in his office when we walked out and I stepped in telling I found out something he needed to know. I told him what Chuck had said and his eyes widened. He then said "this is going to get ugly but I can't watch a kid go through this and be screwed up the rest of life." Peter and I headed home and Peter asked me about Chuck and I said he was a good friend of my brother's and always treated me like a kid brother. He is a real nice guy and as proof just listen to Debbie (his girlfriend) talk about him. He is just very kind and gentle and has a strong protective streak. He has no tolerance for bullies or unsportsmanlike conduct in games and probably doesn't have a enemy in the world. The next day in school Carl approached me and asked what was going on with Eric. I told him I didn't know but that Coach was going to get to the bottom of it. I pulled Carl aside and asked him about making a pass at Eric. He turned red and didn't say anything when I told him not to lie. He welled up tears in his eyes and told me he had made a pass at Eric and Eric almost punched him out. I asked what he did and he said he told Eric he liked him and wanted to sleep with him. Eric didn't have to do anything to him but he wanted Eric to feel good. I told him we were going to Coach with this and he shook his head no! I said it was okay, Coach understands and we'll get this fixed. I stopped at my first period classroom and told the teacher what was up and she said she understood, don't worry. At Coach's office I knocked on the door and there was another person with him. He saw Carl and ushered us in. The man with him was from the police department. After introductions Coach asked me what was up and I told Carl to tell Coach what he told me. He wasn't sure and the police detective said it was okay, no body was in trouble. Carl explained that he thought he was homosexual and found Eric attractive. The other day he told Eric he liked him and wanted to have sex with him. The detective asked what reaction he got and Carl explained that Eric was ready to punch him out when someone walked into the restroom and Eric just walked away. Then the detective dropped the bomb and asked Carl if he knew Eric's father? Carl said he'd met him but didn't really know him. The detective related that Eric lived alone with his father and that his father was a chronic drinker with several run-ins with the law when he was drunk. There were reports of physical abuse but that they could never get confirmation from Eric. Did he know any of this? Eric replied no, but there were times when Eric had bruises and scrapes that he passed off as having fallen down or from playing pick-up football. The detective raised the stakes and told Carl in strictest confidence that there were also reports of sexual abuse by Eric's father! Carl began crying and the detective told him there was no confirmation but that this incidence may tip the scale. A psychologist was talking to Eric and would have a better understanding by later in the day. The detective left and said he would be in touch, did Carl want charges filed against Eric. Carl said no. After he left Coach asked Carl about his encounter with me. Carl's eyes widened and he tensed up saying he was sorry. I told Carl that wasn't the problem, I was concerned with how he felt and what was going on in his mind. Coach asked me to leave for a few minutes and had a long talk with Carl. When he called me back in Carl looked at me and told me he was sorry. I told him I wasn't mad and Coach interjected that few boys my age are as secure in themselves to accept their homosexuality. It is hard and it's not say that later in life you won't develop feelings for a woman. Use a friendship with someone like me to be able to talk about your thoughts and problems. Carl hugged me and said he was sorry again and I told him he better stop saying that, I understand. He asked Coach what was going to happen to Eric and Coach replied he wasn't sure. Most likely Eric would be removed and placed in foster care, but being 16 almost 17 it wouldn't fix everything. He really needs some counseling and therapy. The phone rang and after a brief conversation Coach asked us to head to the office with him. In the conference room there was Eric, a psychologist and the detective. Eric was very stoic and unemotional and when he saw Carl I saw tears in his eyes. The detective and Coach left the room and the psychologist asked if he could leave the three of us to talk. Eric calmly said yes and in a moment we were alone. Carl told Eric he was sorry and Eric said it was okay. It wasn't what he did that made him angry. I have wondered for a year or so whether you were a homo and whether you were or not you've been my best friend. I could deal with that. What I was angry at was that you viewed me as being a homosexual. Why didn't you know better? Of course what I'm about to say you can never repeat, either of you. "My father raped me when I was 12 and has continued to sexually use me ever since. He calls me names and slaps me around. When you said you wanted to have sex with me I pictured you as my father and I want it to stop. I'm not a faggot. I guess it will stop now. I'm in some big trouble and I never wanted to hurt my father. I just wanted him to love me!" Carl said he would always be his friend and not to worry. He would help him through this. Carl told him he didn't know if he was a homosexual, he just admired Eric and was confused. Carl moved to try and hug Eric and he was unsure when Eric embraced him and cried. The psychologist stepped back in and asked if everything was alright and Carl said yes. Then he asked the psychologist if it was possible to have Eric stay with his family? He wasn't sure but possibilities hadn't been discussed. Eric looked over at me and said he was sorry for his outburst at the game. Then he looked at me seriously and asked me if I was homosexual and when I said yes he replied he wanted to have a long talk with me. I said that would be fine. Then he asked if Peter was my boyfriend and I nodded yes. Eric asked me if Peter would talk to him also. I said I'm sure he would. He said I need to learn a lot. To finish this story out Eric's father was arrested and later convicted of sexual molestation and incest and sentenced to 30 years in prison. Eric petitioned the courts to place him with Carl's family and since Eric had an aunt who lived out of state they got her to sign off her rights to Eric's custody and he moved in with Carl's family. All the court records were sealed and nobody in school knew the details other than his father being convicted and sent to prison for child neglect and endangerment. Eric had to attend counseling and part of that entailed Peter and I talking with him about being homosexual and helping him sort out his sexuality. He wasn't homosexual and during all of this Carl figured out he wasn't either. Eric's whole demeanor change by the end of the school year and the two of them were like brothers. Eric came to see Coach like his uncle and was able to lean on him for support when it was needed. Eric and Carl became very good friends over the following months. While all of this occurred Christmas vacation rolled up and on the Saturday just before we headed to grandma and grandpa's to celebrate Christmas with them. My brother wanted to see the car Uncle J had bought me and once we arrived I called Sean and told him to come up to the house. My brother admired the car and wanted to take it for a drive. I said fine and to meet us up at the barn. Sean and I headed to the barn to get into some heavy work clothes as I reminded him about showing me how to change the oil. He said no problem, once my brother got back we'd take the car back to his parent's and let it cool down a bit in the garage. We were changing into some insulated coveralls when I noticed that Sean wasn't wearing any underwear. I loved it when he bent over to pull off his boots and his pants fell to his ankles giving me a full shot view of his hairy ass. I couldn't help but whistle my admiration and he stood up and turned toward me smiling. He had blushed red and said "sorry about that, nobody wants to see my hairy ass!" I laughed and said I did, I told him it was his sexiest part! I looked down and caught sight of his cock. It was retracted and barely visible through his thick bush of pubic hair. I finished getting dressed and asked Sean why he wasn't wearing underwear and he said he just didn't see the point. Just one more piece of clothing that needed washing and drying. Besides he was so hairy in his crotch that he sweated up a storm when he was working and this allowed the air to get to his crotch and keep it cool and dry most of the time. He was putting on his boots when my brother pulled up and complimented the car. I told him what we were up to and to tell Mom and Dad I'd be back in a couple of hours. Oil change? .......