Date: Fri, 23 Feb 2024 15:31:00 +0000
From: peterswanson88@proton.me
Subject: A boy for my husband chapter 5

Note: this is a story of fiction. None of this ever happened.


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I'm obviously no stranger to the locker room at my own gym. Other than
practice days with the boys I have no problem using it. Most guys are
older professionals like me. Mid thirties, early forties. It's by no
means an exclusive club. If you have the money for the initiation you're
in.


The setup is fairly standard. On the left as you walk in there are three
U-shaped sections of lockers. Benches fill the middle of each section. On
the left there is a row of sinks at both ends of the locker room with
smaller sections of lockers adjacent to each larger section on the right.
At the very end the hallway narrows at it leads first to some bathrooms,
the showers, a dry sauna and a steam sauna.


I find Anthony and the team in the last section of lockers. The boys are
all sitting down and looking at my husband. Oddly his shirt is already
off and they all seem to be mesmerized on his hairy, broad chest.


"Look who finally found the time to join us," Asher quipped as I
rounded the corner.


"Hey, don't blame me. Your coach is the one who always forgets to start
dinner before he leaves the house."


"I just get pumped about spending time with these beasts on the court,"
Anthony responds. "Besides Andrew, you're such a better cook than
me."


Freddie excitedly chimed in, "That's not true."


He's has dinner over our house three times now. He loves Anthony's
Puerto Rican cooking. He says it reminds him of his grandmas. She watched
him a lot when he was younger, but she passed away last year. I'm not
going to lie to you and say that I didn't like having him around. Other
than the fact he was cute as a button and made what seemed like subtle
passes at both of us that made our cocks swell, but he was also a sweet
kid. He always wants to help and never had a bad thing to say about
anyone. He was Anthony's boy, you could see it. Obviously not
biological, but they had a bond. It was even more obvious now as he
stared at Anthony's body and shifted back and forth, trying to hide his
rock hard boy cock. My eyes found it immediately and I couldn't wait to
tell Anthony what I'd want to do to him when we got home later.


"Alright, that's enough. It's good that Andrew can join us tonight,
because we have a game tomorrow night and we need to talk strategy."


The boys all snapped to attention as Anthony went over his plan for the
game. He knew the player rotation and put everyone where they were strong
and had the most fun. He also made adjustments for those, like Freddie,
who want to play every position. We both take our responsibilities to
these boys seriously, but Anthony really loves to coach. He pushes
without making the boys feel like they're not good enough. He instills a
sense of positivity in each of them. They always leave happier and
stronger than when they got there. For those that have taken me up on my
offers of strength training, they spend their one on one time telling me
how amazing my husband is. Hearing pre-teen and teenage boys talk like
this gives me hope for the future. Gay men are finally being accepted as
a normal part of society.


Anthony says they say the same thing about me. "They look up to you and
trust you, Andrew." Maybe it's my own insecurities, but I don't really
believe it. Maybe it's because he shares this locker room time with
them.


If you've never played a team sport it's tough to explain the
camaraderie that's developed in the locker room. Maybe it's the trust
built being naked and vulnerable in a non-sexual way. Maybe it's the
space only some people are allowed to go so it feels like a club.
Whatever it is, sharing time in the locker rooms builds a teams
relationship, and that's a big piece of why `Coach Tony,' is a big
part of some of these boys lives. I'm determined to build that trust as
well.


"Okay boys," Anthony wrapped up his chat. "Get plenty of rest, eat a
carb heavy dinner and a balanced breakfast. Go to bed early - I'm
talking to you Chris and Jason. I don't want to hear about your 2:00 am
Fortnite conquests. I'll see you on the bus at 8:00am. Now hit the
showers, you all stink. And that's a good thing, it means you worked
hard out there."


It was true. They've trained and become a cohesive unit on the court.
They communicate, move together and share the victories and losses.


What's also true was the smell. It was rank. But in a good way to me.
That salty, almost metallic mix of hormones and spent calories. Each of
the boys glistened. The older boys muscles were still firm from the
exercise. The younger boys whose muscles had yet to begin puberty induced
development noticeably flexed to make it seem like they were as strong as
their older counterparts. No matter how many times I told them that it
was okay and natural to not look like them yet, they remained jealous of
their ripped older friends.


I will take credit for these boys physical growth. I've put them all on
a training regiment that helped build healthy muscles. Almost every boy
could squat at least half their weight now. They could do push ups and
sit ups all day without an issue. They pushed themselves on the bench and
had endurance that would make a marine jealous. I also pushed a healthy
diet and mindful rest.


I involved them all in yoga exercises. This is where the younger boys
shined. Freddie and Miles seemed to be made of rubber. The strength they
built showed up clearly when they effortlessly stood on their hands.
Their legs were strong too, and their balance was on point. The added
ability to get the legs behind their heads made me sweat. I wanted to
bury my face in between their ass cheeks whenever they grabbed their
ankles and rolled back into a full plow position. And I couldn't tell if
Asher was jealous of the boys flexibility or if he was thinking the same
way I was, but he stared at these boys like two rare steaks ready to be
devoured.


Asher took over from Anthony in leading the group. "You heard Coach.
Strip down and hit the showers. Scrub until you smell like a decent human
again. We all know that'll take Chris more time than most, but that's
only because he's an indecent monster when it comes to facing our
opponents."


In the blink of an eye I was surrounded by naked boys. Anthony too had
stripped off and I was standing there dumbfounded. Freddie looked over at
me and said, "it's okay Andrew. I was nervous at first too. But just
picture yourself at your house. It's safe there, right? I think it is,
which is why I run around naked!"


I laughed nervously and put a towel on before I dropped my shorts. I was
able to stuff my rock hard dick up against my stomach so it wasn't
totally obvious I was so turned on by what I was seeing. Like Asher
staring at the young boys in yoga, I gazed at each of these boys like I
was starving and just put in front of the butchers case in the grocery
store. Each was at their own unique level of development.


Anthony described them all well to me. As he walked by he gave me a wink
and followed all his boys to the showers.


Christopher was smooth all over except just a little patch of pubes over
his fat little cock. He had started developing well and had dedicated
himself to my routines. He likes structure and enjoyed being led. He was
submissive like that. He covered up quickly but followed the lead of the
others in the group.


Christopher dropped his towel when Asher walked by him. Asher strutted
around like a rooster ruling over his hens. His trimmed pubes outlined
the cock you'd expect to see on the perfect male archetype. Six inches
of soft, cut meat. He had the confidence to make it seem like 10"


Miles and Freddie were glued to each other as they ran towards the
shower. They gossiped and giggled. They were like this a lot but when
they whipped by me I heard Miles say, "I hope a get to see Jason's
weiner hard today. All the other guys have let us look."


"I think he saves it for Christopher," Freddie responded. "They were
sharing a shower last week."


Now I was fully intrigued. Miles got an excited smile on his face and
forgot to whisper, "can we do that Fred? Share a shower? I wanna be up
close and feel your weiner. If Chris and Jason do it then it must be ok.
They're the coolest."


"Coach Andrew and I do it too boys," Anthony appeared behind me and was
obvious he was also listening.


"And since we're going to shower together, you too can take the stall
across from ours so we can show you how to help each other get cleaned
up."


"Like my mom used to do when I was a kid and took baths?" Freddie
asked.


"Kind of, but you're both going to get clean together," Anthony said
as we rounded the corner into the shower area.


"Take the last stall on the left boys. We will be there in a second"


All the boys watched as the two youngest players walked like champions to
the last stall. They were being treated like men and were allowed to do
these manly things. Christopher and Jason watch with their mouths hanging
open in surprise.


"You alright boys?" I asked.


"Yeah Coach," Christopher responded.


"We just thought we were the only ones who were... I don't know... like
you and Coach Anthony."


"I don't know that we are," Jason responded quickly.


"I still like girls. Coach, you're totally like 100% gay, right?"


"He's 110% gay," Anthony quipped behind me. "But that's okay. And
it's okay if you guys don't know. It's fine to experiment. Everyone
does."


The steam sauna is just across the narrow hall from the shower stalls. We
all jumped a little when the door cracked open and steam started
billowing out. I was terrified. Did someone hear Anthony and I lightly
grooming these young boys? I sighed a big sigh of relief when I saw
Asher's face.


"Chris, Jase, I thought we were going to uh..." Asher stuttered when he
say Anthony and I, "talk defense in the sauna."


"We are," Chris responded. "Don't get your panties in a twist."


"You know I'm not wearing panties."


"Right now at least," Jason smiled. Asher blushed.


"Dude! Shut up. You said you wouldn't tell."


"Sorry," Jason looked at the ground. He sounded sincere but he was
still smiling. Asher looked at us and it wasn't just the steam making
his face turn bright red.


"It was only once Coach," he said.


"Asher, it's fine." I tried to smooth things over. It helped that the
thought of Asher's cock pressing through a pair of panties and the thong
strap running up his hairy crack was making pre cum spill in large drips
from my dick.


"We were just telling these two that experimenting is totally natural.
We've all done things."


"Okay," he responded, still kind of ashamed his secret was out there.


The three older boys walked into the steam and quickly disappeared. I
wanted to follow them so bad. But we already had plans in the shower
area.


I was shaking with excitement. Anthony grabbed me by the shoulder before
we got all the way to the end. He stared at me, almost scared. "Are we
sure we know what we're doing here?"


"We are just being ourselves. If the boys watch us, then they're just
being curious. No touch, no foul, right?"


"Not really, but okay." He smiled. It was a smile I know well. The way
his lips curled in a devilish way told me he wanted to do so much more
than just watch. But we had to stay patient and take our time.


I may have been shaking with excitement but when we got to our stall and
looked over we saw the two young boys also shaking... from cold.


"Miles likes it too cold," Freddie complained.


"Freddie likes it burning hot and I'm sweaty," Miles responded.


"Compromise gentlemen. That's what friends do. Coach Andrew likes it
really hot too. But we just set it to warm and we are both happy."


With that the boys got to work finding the perfect temperature. They made
a game of it. Pushing the dial back and forth. Finally they got to a
sweet spot and both pushed around to get under the warm water.


"There's not enough room for both of us," Freddie said.


"You've got to get close, like this."


Anthony turned on the water just the way we like it. After years together
we know exactly the right spot. He dropped his towel, revealing his
swollen, uncut cock. He pulled at my towel and my dick sprung straight
out. I was harder than I had been since I was probably Asher's age.
Anthony stepped under the spray and pulled me close. He dick pressed up
against my ass cheeks and I let out a small moan.


It occurs to me now that Ive never talked about how my husband and I
fuck. We were both versatile, but it wasn't always that way. Anthony is
a power top, and he broke me in good during our early days. But I also
liked topping and it was an issue in our first years. We went to bath
houses together and Anthony loved watching me fuck. About a year after
that he started experimenting with. Now, we flip flop back and forth,
breeding each other when we can take it that long. Usually one of us
blows our load while getting fucked. Right now I could blow my load with
just him tapping on my hole.


Freddie and Miles stood there mesmerized. Their hairless cocks both stuck
out from their tummy's. Their tight little balls were perky. They
probably hadn't produced any cum yet, but they sure as hell were
trying.


"Go ahead boys, share the water," I encouraged them.


Freddie turned around and Miles copied Anthony. He bear hugged his best
friend and his little prick rubbed against Freddie's smooth little butt
cheeks. Miles giggled and said, "that feels really good... the water I
mean." He smiled.


"It's okay for other things to feel good," Anthony assured him."


"It sure feels good to us," I added.


With that, I turned around and faced my husband. We had talked about
something like this before, but seeing it brought us to a new level. Our
shared perversion strengthens our connection to each other. The way he
looked at me now said what I was also thinking; I had never loved him
more than right now. The darkness we each held inside for so long now
came spilling out and it just felt so right. He took my head in his
hands, pulled me close and kissed me passionately. The world disappeared
in that moment. The boys, the gym, everything just melted away. I fell in
love all over again.


Without thinking I grabbed his thick shaft and started stroking. His
knees went weak and he lightly bit my bottom lip. He moaned as his eyes
rolled back into his head. I've never seen him get this close so fast.
Then again, I almost shot my load when he kissed me. We were both that
horny.


While still kissing Anthony I looked over. He turned his head too and we
saw the two young boys imitating us. Their hands fondled each others
dicks as their tongues wrapped around in a deep, sensual kiss. They
stopped every couple seconds to make sure they were doing it right.
Without any words we realized that these mirror images of ourselves would
do just about anything.


"Have you ever noticed that Miles looks very much like you? Like scary
close to how you look in your kid pictures." Anthony whispered.


"Freddie could be your little brother," I responded.


"They're like our younger doppelgängers."


"Then let's see how far we can get them to go," my face must have
looked like the smiling devil emoji.


I dropped to my knees and took Anthony's dick into my mouth. It was
sweet and salty, already dripping with precum. I would usually stroke him
at the same time but I knew the boys cocks were so small that they
wouldn't be able to suck and stroke at the same time.


Miles watched for a second and then proceeded to copy my actions. They
must have sensed what we were thinking because they did copy everything,
action for action. He opened his mouth and swallowed Freddie's uncut
prick. Anthony's head whipped back and forth, looking at my and staring
at our little mirrors. He grabbed my head and pushed his cock down my
throat. I could feel his foreskin peeling back, the ridge of his hard as
still cock head pressing hard against the back of my mouth. He was so
close already.


Freddie again copied his coach. He grabbed miles head and pushed his hips
forward. Miles coughed and pulled away but quickly went back to work. If
I could do it with such a big cock like Anthony's, then he could
certainly take his little friends dick too.


I stared jerking my own cock. I avoided doing so up to now because I was
so close, but knowing Anthony could bust at any moment made it impossible
for me not to follow suit. Miles dutifully did the same. Watching this
small boy fondle himself was pushing me closer and closer to the edge. I
was doing everything I could to hold back but edging was out of the
question.


Anthony pulled back and picked me up by the armpits. Miles stood up and
they both faced us, looking for more instruction.


"You boys are doing so good," Anthony said with enthusiasm. "But Coach
Andrew and I are about to shoot our loads. You probably can't do that
yet and we didn't want to surprise you. It's something that happens
when you hit puberty."


"We know," Freddie responded. "We heard about it in health class and
we hear the older boys talk about it all the time. Last week Jason came
out of that sauna room covered in white stuff. We figured that must have
been cum."


I was stunned. Are all of these boys experimenting? Are the older ones in
the sauna right now covering each other with cum while we teach these
young boys how to suck cock? This has to be a dream.


"Freddie, did Miles sucking your dick feel good?" I asked.


"Yes sir. It made me squirm at first but I felt all warm. I liked it a
lot."


"Ten I want you to get on your knees and show him how good it feels.
Coach Anthony and I are going to watch and will probably cum soon so keep
your eyes on us."


Without hesitation Freddie dropped down and got to work on his friend.
Miles moaned also immediately, realizing how good he must have made
Freddie feel. They both looked at us for approval and wanted to see what
was going to happen next.


Anthony and I were both stroking faster now. My legs tensed up and my
balls twitched. It was obvious that Miles was close as well. He couldn't
cum yet but he could orgasm.


Just then a long string a hot man juice shot by out of the corner of my
eye. Anthony's load flew all the way across the room and struck Freddie
on the knee. Seeing that got me so close. I probably would have hit Miles
with my load if, at that very moment, Asher hadn't rounded the corner.


I stopped immediately and turned away, so embarrassed. But Asher
confidently took me by the shoulder, made me face him then dropped to his
knees. Cum was already covering his blonde hair. He was a sticky mess but
he wanted more. The boys and Anthony were equally surprised but they
seemed to encourage me with their eyes.


It took me maybe five seconds to huge my giant load down the teenagers
throat. He didn't flinch. He swallowed every drop. For such a confident
alpha he made a really good submissive cum slut.


Just then Freddie let out a moan and tensed up. Miles cock was still in
his mouth but his hand was going 100 miles an hour on his little uncut
shaft. He tensed up and had a hard, dry orgasm. You could hear him
panting through his nose.


Miles almost immediately followed suit. Freddie's mouth was too good for
him to hold back. He grabbed his head and pushed his cock deep. Freddie
also gagged a little and pulled away. As he did, some white thick boy
juice fell from his mouth. Miles had his first cum shot. And he wasn't
done. He continued to spurt little bursts of cum. It hit Freddie's nose
and chin. He shook with pleasure.


We all stood around out of breath and not sure what to do next. Asher sat
in front of me, my cum on his chin. His cock was rock hard and the boys
were staring at it longingly.


"How about a little help?" Asher said to Freddie and Miles. He stood up
and walked towards them, his big dick swinging back and forth. The boys
followed along, their eyes bouncing back and forth like the my were
watching a tennis match.


Asher stepped into their stall and pushed both their heads down gently.
Freddie and Miles dropped to their knees and waited for more instruction.
Asher took a wide stance so his balls fell lower between his legs.


"Miles, suck my cock and stroke it too." Asher proved here he is a
great leader. He provided clear instruction.


"Freddie, I want you to lick my balls. Be gentle, but get them both in
your mouth."


The boys went to work on their assigned tasks with the intention of
pleasing their team captain.


Now Anthony and I are standing back watching an 11 year old and 12 year
old boy pleasing the developing cock of a 14 year old. It felt wrong in
one sense but my rock hard dick told me it was right. Anthony started
stroking me and I took his dick in my hand.


It took about 2 minutes for Asher to blow his load. The boys never let up
on him. They loved pleasing him and it made me want them to please me
too. My mind swam with ideas of what to do with them next.


Ashers load was thick but not huge. It was obvious he had blown a load
recently. Probably in the sauna with the other boys. Freddie and Miles
fought over the tip of the 14-year-old boy cock like they playfully
fought over the shower temperature. They each took some cum into their
mouths and swallowed it all happily.


Asher, now drained, lost his erection quickly. A little bit of shame
crossed his face, and Anthony recognized that immediately.


"Way to lead the team Ash," he said. "I'm proud of you."


Asher perked right up at this compliment.


"Now get these boys cleaned up."


The boys went right to work cleaning themselves off. Christopher and
Jason came out of the sauna and jumped right into a shower as well.
Quickly things returned to the normal team camaraderie that I was used
to. Anthony saved our loads for later in the night.


As we were getting dressed, Asher walked up to us with all the boys close
behind. "Hey coaches," he said, "we all really love you guys, you know
that right?"


I almost started crying. "Of course. And we love each of you. You're
all great young men."


"Here's the thing," Asher rubbed his neck and looked at us almost
embarrassed, "you guys are so much braver than us. We don't want to
tell anyone about the stuff we do. Some of us have parents who would be
really mad and some of us have girlfriends too."


I knew Asher had a girlfriend. I also knew Miles parents were
conservative Christians. You think they'd be more involved if they
believed so strongly in the family.


"We don't want you guys to say anything." Anthony said. "It's a team
secret, okay?"


They all smiled and agreed. We all got dressed and headed out.


As I was walking to my car I heard little feet behind me. I turned and
saw Freddie.


"Hey Andrew, don't be mad but I told my parents you'd give me dinner
tonight."


"That's fine Freddie, you know you're always welcome."


"Well, there's another thing. They forgot to tell anyone that they were
going away this weekend. I'm sort of home alone"


I saw red. How can parents be that neglectful?


"If you're asking if you can stay while they are gone, of course you
can."