Date: Wed, 14 Jan 2009 12:06:29 -0800 (PST) From: D One Subject: Getting Ahead Tony lay on the bed. "Move yourself up here so your head hangs backward" Tony squirmed his naked body until his head lay over the side. "Now breathe just relax" He let the air flow deep into his body and out again. He felt his thighs, toes, stomach, even his balls and cock as they lay in open air. "You got to learn to do some stuff if you want to get ahead" Art said. Tony had asked the question. "I got the same grades, play a pretty good game, get along with the guys, how do you get on first string?" "Hell I was like you, Played my ass off but damn couldn't get the coach to even look at me" Art explained, "Then I got some advice from Billy Mark himself." He ignored Tony's curse of admiration. "Yea he said you just got to do what you got to do. So I stayed after practice once night, went into his office wearing just my towel, you know, so it shows stuff." Tony didn't believe Art the Senior was sharing the secret to his success with him. "You mean naked?" "Well wet towel. Anyway, I closed the door and told the coach, I'd do anything to get on first string" The image of Art naked, his body shining from the sweat, his manhood creating a bulge in his wet towel, stimulated him. "And you uh...." "BJ. And I kind of really wanted to and I'm not gay. I mean he IS the coach and man he's one of the best coachs out there" Art said. "How did you uh learn that, to you know" "Someone taught me, I won't say who" Art smiled at the younger player. Tony was fresh faced, nice shape like most of the team members and eager. "You took lessons?" Tony asked "Hell wish I could, I mean if that's what it takes". "Just relax, I'm not going to chock you but you'll gag a bit until you learn to relax. You'll have to for the Coach, he's huge" Tony lay there. He didn't mind being naked in front of Art. He was often in the locker room after all. He was worried about revealing his excitement though and he could feel his penis expanding a bit. "Hey don't worry about the boner, I get em all the time. And for this you want me to have one don't you?" Art laughed. Tony could see what his idol meant. The view of the older player's long cock was even more interesting looking up at it's underside. He had seen it hard before though he pretended not to be interested. "Hey it's ok" Art repeated. And as if a guage ws opened, Tony's cock seemed to increase spped of expanding until it flopped against his belly hard and throbbing. "Woa kid, don't explode! It's easier to suck when you're horny. Once you shoot, whoever you're doin seems to know you're not as enthusiastic" Art moved so close Tony could smell the boys aroma. "Sorry" Tony said "No prob, now let your head fall back and your mouth open naturally. Once you get use to it, you'll do it right side up" Tony didn't answer, he couldn't since Art's cock was inside his mouth. "At first don't close your mouth, there it's against the back of your throat. Relax, the gag reflex will subside" He did gag but only slightly. What Tony hadn't told the older boy was he had dicks in his mouth and even his throat before. His private play with friends in high school, summer camp, and even an occaional stranger prepared him for this moment. "That's nice, just let it go deep, deeper" Art moved his cock slowly. Tony wished he would just ram it deep but let the lesson play out. "Woooo using the tongue already" Art said "Hell man you're a natural" Tony stopped licking the underside of the cock inside his throat. "Hey it's ok, some guys take to it more natural then others, doesn't mean they're queer" Art said Tony closed his lips and returned the tip of his tongue to the flesh inside his mouth. The next moments weren't so much a lesson as very hot sex as Art forgot his role and began to fuck the willing throat in front of him. "Coach?" Tony knocked on the door. Most of the other guys had left. Even the Trainer Coachs had gone home. The light inside the Head Coachs office told him this was his opportunity. Tony went back under the shower so his skin would bet wet. The towel revealed his half hard cock's movements as he stepped into the man's office. "Yea Quarter, come on in" Tony closed the door. " UH why don't you close the blinds and lock the door. I don't want to have to stay too late" The coach said. He moved to his desk and stood. The older man wore thos coach shorts that showed his developed thigh and cupped his much older male glands. He unzipped his jacket revealing his hairy chest and stomach. "So what can I do for you?" He asked. "Uh Sir I was talking to Art" "Art Weller? What did he tell you?" The Coach said adding a knowing smile to his face. "I asked what I could do to uh play good enough to be on first string and" "And what did he say?" The Coach cupped his crotch as if it were an absent minded move but Tony knew otherwise. Still he was nervous. "He said I should ask you" Tony said not knowing that to say next. "Dressed like that?" The Coach asked then continued "you play well enough, I just need to know which of my boys are willing to do whatever it takes, do whatever I tell them, be available whenever I want them..that's what it takes to succeed in this game in school, in business hell boy in the world." By the time the Coach finished his speech he was standing next to Tony, his arm on the boys wet shoulder and the other hand on his smooth chest and belly. "Are you willing? Do you want to be one of my boys?" Tony's cock had already answered the question tenting the towel. The Coachs eyes saw it. "Well I see you are, but I need to hear you tell me too son" "Sir I'll do anything, teach me to be a better player, I'll be your boy however you want me to be, whenever you want me" Tony said. "Good boy" The Coach was pressing Tony so he was soon bending forward and resting his chest on the desk. He felt the Coach's hand under his towel. "Now I know Art probably told you, something different, but I suspect that was because he wanted something different from you then I do." The Coach fingers were brushing across the tight flexh oragice between his young firm buttocks. "Have you ever had a man here before?" Tony lied and said he hadn't before. "But I thought about it Sir" he said feeling a finger move inside him. He felt he needed to explain why he was taking the finger so easily. When in fact he had felt a Camp Counselor introduce im to anal sex throughout a summer. "Good boy, you're tight enough to enjoy this and so will I" The phone rang. It was midnight on a Friday. Tony had come home from practice and slept most of the evening. Since being put on first string he had to work harder both during practice and afterwards. "Hey boy" it was the Coach. "Get some sleep?" "Yes Sir just as you said to" Tony had learned to do whatever the Coach told him over the weeks. "Art's coming over and I want you to join us, so get over here" he wasn't angry or bossy just brief. That was all he had to be. "Yes Sir" Tony answered automatically despite the phone connection ended. He had learned to answer correctly and that he enjoyed doing it. There was an important game next week and he wanted to start. He knew how to achieve his goal and thanks to Art knew what it took to get ahead.