Date: Sat, 19 May 2001 09:59:51 -0400
From: Pouch Full <pouchfull@hotmail.com>
Subject: One Happy Family - II

One Happy Family -

Part II

Right after Tony left for school, Emily asked Anthony if today was the
special day with Coach Dave.  Anthony smiled at Emily and said that with the
kind of morning we just had, he thought it would be.

The thoughts of the morning lingered in Tony's mind as he sat through yet
another boring Algebra class.  His mind was on the sight of his Dad's cock
and he could still taste his cum in his mouth.  The more he daydreamed the
more the thoughts were on his Dad's body.  His hairiness, his muscles and
his massive cock were all that filled his mind until he was rocked backed
into reality when Mr. Johnson, the Algebra teacher and wrestling coach
called his name to answer a question.  Of course, Tony could not answer.  In
fact, he didn't even know the question.  Tony asked him to repeat the
question and that made Mr. Johnson quite mad.  Mr. Johnson knew he was not
paying attention and told Tony that if he wanted to stay eligible for
wrestling he would need to keep his mind on Algebra.  Tony told him he
would, but Mr. Johnson told him that he would need to attend a special
wrestling practice/detention after school.

The rest of the day seemed long and Tony knew it would be even longer with
the harder practice he would have to endure.  As soon as he made his way to
the gym area after the final bell, Coach Johnson met him at the door.  Coach
told him to get his gear and proceed to his office and wait till he got
there.  Tony grabbed his stuff and went in the office to wait for the coach.
  He had only been in his office once, but that was for a brief minute last
year.  While waiting for the coach he was able to look around more.  He
didn't remember the office being as large as it was.  There was the normal
office furniture, a door that Tony figured to be a closet and another door
that he thought was an outside entrance for the coach.  He was looking at
the wall next to coach's desk with all the awards he earned when he wrestled
in H.S. and in college.  There were trophies, plaques and even newspaper
articles.  He especially liked the articles since there were pictures of
him.  These pictures were of the coach in his wrestling singlet and
definitely showed an ample amount of body hair and an obvious bulge.  Tony
knew how his jockstrap made him look under his singlet so he figured that
was the case with the coach as well.  Coach Johnson was now 29 and had dark
blond hair and green eyes.  He wore a very manicured goatee and from his
practice shorts and T's you could see that his legs are arms were well
covered in blond hair as well.  The more Tony looked at the pictures and
photos of the coach that were on this wall the more he wondered about the
rest of his body and the more he thought about it the more aroused he
became.  Tony wondered why he was just going to sit in his office for the
entire practice but he figured coach had a good reason for what he was
doing.  He knew that practice was over since he could hear the showers
running.  The blinds behind him were closed but his curiosity of where the
coach was getting to him.  He decided to look through the blinds and had a
perfect view of the shower room.  He thought about this window wall which he
now remembered as a mirror from the other side, which he and practically the
entire team groomed in front of after showering.  His mind raced at the
thought that it was actually a 2-way mirror where the coach could see
through.

Coach Johnson startled Tony when he came into the office.  He asked Tony to
sit down and started the "do better in class" speech.  Before he was done,
he let Tony know that the normal practice was over.  Tony said he figured it
was since he could hear the showers.  Coach then said it was time for his
practice.  Just before he told Tony to change into his gear he made a phone
call to Anthony.   He explained to Tony's Dad that he was keeping Tony for a
detention practice for not paying attention in Algebra and that he should
come to the school so we could all discuss the matter and he should also
bring his gear with him.  Tony started to get up to go to his locker, but
Coach told him to change right here.  Coach went to the door that Tony
thought was a closet and by the way, it was, and Tony could see gear he
never saw him wear before.  Coach always wore what looked like football
shorts, the ones that laced up in the front, and a school T-shirt.  What
Tony could see was a white singlet and wrestling shoes.  He asked me why I
wasn't getting changed and I told him I felt odd doing it in front of him.
He simply said that God gave him the same equipment he gave me and with the
body I had at my age there was nothing to be ashamed of.  The words were
barely out of his mouth when he turned towards his closet and started
pulling his shirt over his head.  I started with my shirt as well.  He had a
muscular back and it was quite tan.  I could see that he some lower back
hair just like my Dad has.  It spread out like a sunray above the waistband
of his shorts.  He glanced over his shoulder at me and I sensed a twinkle in
his eye as well as what looked like a smile on his face.  I could see him
working on the laces on his shorts and knew I was going to see his undies
soon.  I proceeded to undo my jeans and pull them down.  As normal I was
wearing my briefs, but they were a bit tighter as my dick was semi hard and
I thought I would leave them on today instead of putting my jock on as I
usually did under my singlet.  I started to turn around when coach turned
and asked me some Algebra questions.  I think this was his way of making
sure I knew the stuff he talked about today in class.  I am so glad I looked
through the chapter during my study hall.  I answered them reasonably well I
thought, but this question/answer session during changing made it impossible
for me to turn away from him.  His chest was quite impressive; great muscled
pecs and ripped abs that were coated in blond hair.   The hair on his belly
tapered to a trail that led down and under his shorts.  He watched me as
intently as I watched him.  As he started lowering his shorts it became
obvious that he was wearing a pair of briefs as well.  They looked great on
him.  The bright white cotton was such a contrast to his tan skin.  It also
hugged his manhood in such a manner that I thought they were a couple of
sizes too small.  I really liked the amount of hair that he had on his upper
legs as well.  I had never seen that much hair that was that light in color.
  As I reached for my singlet he told me that since this was a discipline
session he needed to teach me self-control and that I was to wear my singlet
by itself.  I heard him, understood him but didn't move.  He asked if I
needed to be shown what he meant and I just nodded.  With that he pulled his
briefs off exposing a wonderful piece of manhood.  He was not at all aroused
but he was bigger than I was when soft.  I estimated it at about 7 inches.
But what really caught my eye was the big mushroom head.  It was really
thick and compared to the shaft was a nice shade of pink.  I proceeded to
pull my briefs off and quickly grabbed my singlet.  He then asked why I was
so embarrassed about changing in front of him and added that with what I was
blessed with there should be no embarrassment.  He also commented on my body
hair and the way I looked like my Dad.  I didn't say anything at that point;
I just kept putting my singlet on.  He grabbed his and stuffed himself into
his as well. His singlet must have been custom made since it was so low cut
that it almost showed his belly button and the legs were so high on the
sides.

I reached for the office door, but he said he had a private workout room.
What I thought was a door to the outside was actually the way to this
special area.  As we walked through I could see a matted area in front of
us, a large shower stall to one side and what looked like a steam room on
the other.  The steam room walls were mirrored which gave the room a great
look.  He said that he hoped I would pay better attention in class and that
it was time to practice.  We started and I found him to be quite strong.  I
also found that his skin was so much softer than I thought it would feel
with the coating of hair that he had on him.  As we wrestled, he kept on
stressing the reason we were there as well a how I could become a real good
wrestler if I really worked at it.  He told me that with the size of my body
and the maturity I was showing with my body hair and all that I would have
an edge in the intimidating department.  He told me he saw how the others
noticed my body when we were showering and dressing.  I realized then that
he watched us just as I was watching the team today through his special
window/mirror.  The more we wrestled the more comfortable I was becoming
with his body close to mine.  I accidentally, on purpose, let my hands roam
over different parts of his body.  When he was in the down position I would
place my hand a bit higher than normal so I could feel the hair on his torso
right where his low cut singlet ended.  At times I would even put my hand
low enough to try to find his dick.  When I was in the down position I would
just lay flat and feel his hair and muscles on my back.  That was
incredible, feeling his body on me.  I even felt some rigidity from his
crotch area.  After almost an hour of non-stop practicing and seeing that
coach was pretty sweaty, as well as I was, he suggested that we drop the
straps of our singlets so it would be cooler.  I knew that since they were
so low cut to begin with that it wouldn't make much a difference, but I
wanted to see as much of him as I could so I agreed.  He said a few more
moves to learn and we would be done.  This time he was on the bottom and
when I wrapped my arm around him and it rested on his hairy skin, I
shuddered.  He asked if I was ok and told him I was great!  My pinky finger
was just under his singlet but the rest of my hand was touching his skin and
when he moved to escape from me my finger hung on to the bit of fabric it
had, and pulled it down to a point that it exposed his ass.  A very furry
muscular ass I might add.  He turned and told me that was one way to get
cooler.  I told him I could think of another and with that I stood up and
completely removed my singlet.  My rock hard teen cock snapped up against my
stomach as my suit was lowered.  He smiled, removed his suit and went right
to his knees in front of me and gulped my cock completely into his mouth.
He moved so fast that I barely got a good look at him.  But I certainly
wasn't going to stop him now.  I knew that he sucked dick before by the way
he maneuvered his tongue around my shaft.  I knew I was going to shoot soon
and I told him so, but that only made him suck harder.  He must have felt my
load of cum boiling up in my shaft because as soon as I was going to let
loose, he pulled his mouth off of my cock and positioned himself so my cum
would land completely in his chest hair.  It looked so good that I told him
to lay back and I proceeded to lick it completely off of him.  This also
gave me the chance to get an up-close-and-personal look at his body.

Coach was superbly muscled; his pecs were large, his legs were powerful and
his he has a 6-pack of abs.  Although he was covered in blond fur, his
muscles could not be hidden.  His cock was a lot like mine in the aspect
when completely hard it didn't grow too much longer than it was when soft.
At this point he was totally hard and he was about 9.5 inches long, the same
size as my Dad.  I absolutely loved looking at his while I licked him clean.
  His dick was so hard and stood up completely straight from his body.  It
totally yelled to be pleased.  As I leaned down to get him into my mouth he
positioned me so that I was kneeling over him with my cock right above his
face.  His cock was so hard and felt so hot in my mouth.  This was the first
non-family dick to suck and I was so into it.  It was just as my nose was
hitting his pubes that I felt that familiar feeling on my ass again.  Coach
was licking and nibbling on my ass lips.  His tongue started darting in and
out just as though he was fucking me with his face.  The faster his tongue
fucked, the harder I sucked on his massive tool.  Although I had just cum, I
felt that wonderful feeling deep in my nuts again.  The pleasure was so
intense from his ass worship that I let loose with another orgasm.  This
time it landed on the coaches and in his mouth.  I had just barely shot my
third volley when I felt his dick jerk and the next thing I knew was he was
filling my mouth and throat with his man-seed.  I never knew someone could
cum in such volume; so much so that I could barely breath.  It was
wonderful...I was becoming a cock-hound!  It was just after he finished
feeding me that he said we should shower and then go for a steam.

Once inside, I realized that the mirror on the outside was one of those
special windows like he had in his office area to watch over the team shower
room.  This one did the same thing.  You could see right into the private
shower stall.  This stall was small, about 5 x 5 square, but it still had 3
showerheads.  The steam was not a whole lot bigger and it even had a speaker
so you could listen to music while relaxing.  I then heard a bell.  It
sounded like a doorbell but I can't remember seeing another door in the
workout area.  Coach looked into the workout area at the clock on the wall
and said that it was ok since it was 4:00.  I was even more puzzled as to
the bell.  Coach explained to me that he had a bell installed on the door
from the boy's locker room to his office.  He said this was a way for him to
know when someone was entering his office.  But he said being 4:00 it must
be another coach.  Then all of a sudden I saw the junior baseball coach.
Mr. Snyder was student teaching this year and was helping coach the baseball
team.  I hadn't really noticed him before since I do not have Biology this
semester.  He is a really tall guy; probably 6'5" at least.  When he came in
he went to the shower room and turned on all three heads.  He disappeared
from view for a minute, but when he returned he was naked and going into the
shower.  His ass was sweet looking.  It was completely smooth and real
bubble-like.  I told Coach how I thought he had a nice butt, coach agreed
and added if I liked his backside that I would really like the front of him.
  He stood right in the middle of the cubicle-like shower and let the water
flow over his body.  You could see the muscles in his upper back ripple as
he massaged the front of himself.  You could tell that he was enjoying the
shower as he kept leaning his head back while he was washing.  Coach said it
was almost turnaround time and he was right.  Mr. Snyder then turned to get
his back in the water.  There was no way you could have thought that by the
size of Mr. Snyder that he would have what I would call a 'little' dick.  He
was completely soft and his cock had to be about 4 inches long, but what was
impressive was his balls.  They hung down between hairless legs and were the
size of lemons.  His nuts were huge and his entire body was hairless.  As
much as I, at this point, liked a hairy man, his smooth body was hot.  I
couldn't keep my eyes off of him and Coach told me not to be fooled. He said
that although he was different from the two of us and that we were show-ers
he was a grow-er.  The more I looked at him the harder my teen cock was
getting.  Coach pulled his eyes off Mr. Snyder and told me if I thought he
was hot looking now that in about a minute I was in for a real show.

Mr. Snyder started to soap himself up from top to bottom.  He spent quite a
bit of time on his pecs and torso.  His hands slid across his body and then
he concentrated on his upper body.  He raised his arms to soap his pits and
they were completely hairless as well.  I never knew that men shaved their
bodies, but he was so good looking I really didn't care.  After a bit more
time on his pits and chest his hands moved to his crotch.  His hands
completely covered his cock and balls in soap.  As he continued to wash
himself, it seemed as though he was getting off on it.  I told coach that
and he said that this was a daily ritual for him to please himself in the
shower.  The more he rubbed the soap around his dick the bigger it was
getting.  At one point I thought the 9 inches it had grown to was great but
it looked as though it was not going to stop getting bigger.  His hands were
now rubbing soap into his ass crack and he was groping his bull-like balls
as well.  His cock was still getting bigger during this.  Coach looked over
at me stroking my hard cock and said he was almost at full length now.  I
could tell that he was a good 10+ inches now but his cock had also gotten a
lot fatter as well.  As I continued to stare at him and stroke my dick, he
did the same and so did the coach.  I was thinking about my day as I was
beating off and before I knew it I was shooting again.  And then Mr. Snyder
let loose with a volley of cum that almost hit the mirror that we were
looking through.  His face was beautiful.  The expression was one of pure
enjoyment and satisfaction.  He then cupped his hand under his dick and shot
the rest of his load into it.  At this point he was rinsed off and he then
rubbed his cum into the skin on his chest and belly.  I understand
completely why he did it too, as I loved the feel of cum on me.  Coach saw
me smiling as he did this and asked if I was ready.  I looked at him and
told him to let it fly.  He stood and turned toward me and shot all over me.
  It felt great!!  Mr. Snyder was now done and he just left the shower room.
  I heard the bell again and figured it was Mr. Snyder going back out the
door he came in a bit ago.

Coach told me he was going to go shower, but I told him I wanted to steam
some more so he left me to sit there and watch him clean up.  He was
absolutely gorgeous washing his hairy body and spending extra time cleaning
his ass and crotch.  Some movement caught my eye and as I looked up I saw my
Dad getting into the shower with the coach.  He was wearing his jockstrap
and looked so hot with his furry ass framed in the white straps.  I wasn't
sure if my Dad knew I was in the steam room or not but he went right up to
the coach and gave him a big hug.  He then turned his head and they kissed
with their tongues deep in each other's mouths.  Damn they looked hot
together.  Two big, burly, muscled, hairy men showing affection to each
other.  My Dad had his back to me but I could see that he was getting into
it with Coach Johnson.  I could tell by his movements that he was rubbing
coach's chest and dick.  As the coach reached around my Dad his hands went
right to Dad's ass.  He rubbed the furry cheeks and then pulled them apart
giving me a good view of his puckered hole.  I couldn't stop staring at the
way his hands pleasured my Dad's ass. I knew something was up when he looked
at me and winked.  It was then that the coach moved my Dad around and I
could see that Dad had his cock out of the jock pouch and was completely
hard.  He then bent him over at the waist.  As the water was still running
over them the coach positioned himself right behind my Dad.  Coach reached
down and pulled on his cock with a couple of long strokes and then in one
quick move had his dick buried in my Dad's ass.   It was so hot to see him
getting fucked while wearing his jock.  It was hot for me to be with my Dad
but to see him getting long dicked by the coach was beyond belief.  Coach's
big cock was completely in my Dad and his balls were slapping against him.
As the coach's strokes got faster they also seemed to be getting harder.  My
Dad was stroking his cock while getting fucked and I was keeping time with
my Dad on my own dick.  The coach then pulled his dick out of Dad and shot
his cum all over his back.  It seemed to be a violent orgasm as he bucked
his hips back and forth.  He reached for Dad's shoulders and when my Dad
straightened up his cock was spurting cum all over the wall of the shower.
That made me lose yet another load of cum from my over-active nuts.  As my
cum hit the window, my Dad turned his head and smiled at me.  I knew then
that he knew I was there the whole time.  I can't believe the turn of events
in my life the past couple of days, but I sure was enjoying being a part of
the family.

Your comments on this part and/or suggestions as to where this story should
go from here would be welcome.   pouchfull@hotmail.com