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Gym Class Volunteer

By

Andy Mann

 

"Okay guys, that's enough for today," Coach Harris called out, halting the energetic workouts of the hall full of boys. "That was a good session today& you should be pleased with yourselves. Now go and hit the showers."

 

As the forty three boys breathed a collective sigh of relief that the heavy fitness work was finally over, Coaches Harris, Bayley and Phillips watched as the twelve year olds made their way back into the boys locker rooms, leaving the gym smelling of boy sweat mixed with a hint of testosterone. Pete Harris looked around at the fitness equipment scattered over the floor and sighed, knowing that it would take the three coaches a good half hour to clear it all away. Noticing his expression, the two fellow coaches approached him.

 

"I think that we need a volunteer to help us, don't you Mike?" Barry Bayley nudged Mike Phillips.

"Definitely," Mike agreed, feeling a stirring in his groin. "If we can get someone like Harry Greyson from last year, this will become my favourite class."

"Did you have anyone in mind?" Pete asked, looking at his fellow coaches.

"I noticed that Harvey Kane was being very shy when he was getting changed at the start of class," Barry commented.

"I have to say, that is one fine looking boy, but he slipped from my radar after we took them swimming last week," Mike replied.

"Why? His ass looked great in those speedos," Barry commented, letting his hand drift down to his growing dick. Giving it a squeeze, he continued. "Not one ounce of fat on him either."

"True, but did you see the size of his bulge," Mike responded. "Or rather lack of it. At first, I thought that a girl had snuck in."

"Small?" Barry asked.

"Non-existent is more like it."

"That gives me an idea," Pete smiled. "I think we all are in agreement that Harvey is potential but are we really that bothered about him having a big dick? Or not as the case maybe?"

"It's not his dick that I'm interested in," Barry leered.

"It's nice to have a decent sized one to suck on, but I guess that the dick isn't the primary focus here," Mike admitted.

"Okay, here's the plan& " Pete said.

 

As the three, mid thirty year old coaches got their heads together, twelve year old Harvey Kane was in a state of utter panic. Swim class last week had been bad enough for the under-developed boy, but he had managed to cover himself with his towel while he changed his swimming trunks for his underwear. Now, faced with the prospect of compulsory showers, he knew that he wouldn't be able to hide his lack of growth from his class mates.

The mousey brown haired boy sat on the bench by his school uniform, fiddling with the deliberate knot that he had tied in his trainers. He cast discrete glances as boy after boy stripped off to head to the showers, which only further worsened his lack of confidence when he saw how big some of the other boys already were. Simon Parker even had a bush of pubes crowning his dick, which he was proudly strutting about with no embarrassment. His moody thoughts were interrupted by a shower of water drops as his best friend reappeared from the shower block, shaking his long black hair over Harvey.

"Come on Harvey," Dave Brown nudged him. "Coach Harris will murder you if you don't have a shower."

"I know, I know. I'm going but I can't undo my trainer, Harvey lied. From where he was sat, his eyes were at the same level as Dave's groin and the young boy gulped as he saw that Dave had a nice, thick dick that looked to be around three inches limp. Knowing that a dick could double in length when hard, tears started to well in the corner of Harvey's eyes as he realised that Dave would be at least double the size of his dick.

"OKAY YOU LOT& HIT THE SHOWERS OR ELSE!" Coach Harris's voice echoed through the locker room, encouraging the last of the shy boys to rush into the block. He noticed that Harvey Kane was still sitting on the bench in his gym kit. Nudging Mike towards the showers, he walked over to where the shy boy was sitting.

"No horsing around in there!" Mike Phillips growled as he watched a dozen naked twelve year old boys wash themselves. It was all that he could do to stop himself ripping his clothes off and joining young Nick Navas under his shower head as the red headed boy bent over to pick up his shower gel from the floor, accidently exposing his little pink rosebud to the watching coach.

"Kane& follow me please," Pete Harris instructed the young student, who gulped as he stood up. Casting a fearful look at his friend, whose own expression was one of worry, he started to walk after his teacher when his straggling lace got caught underneath his left foot and he tripped forwards. Fortunately for the boy, Coach Bayley had been walking towards the pair and reached out and caught the boy before he fit the floor. The nearby boys burst into laughter, causing Harvey to blush bright red, something that Barry Bayley found extremely cute.

"Ah, thank you sir," Harvey stammered out as the strong coach stood the boy back on his feet. Ignoring the sniggers of his class mates, the slim boy followed Coach Harris into the office, while Coach Bayley closed the door behind himself. Taking the chair that was offered, Harvey sat down with a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach. His Mum would go mad at him if he got a detention and his Dad would soon have him over his lap and spanking his bare ass till he cried.

"Now then Harvey, don't look so worried," Pete Harris started, rubbing the nervous boy on his shoulder. "You're not in trouble."

"I'm not?" Harvey brightened up. "Um, then why did you call me in here, sir?"

"We noticed that you hadn't got undressed for your shower yet."

"Ah& I got my lace in a knot and was trying to undo it sir," the boy stammered.

"Now, I think that you know that we know that isn't entirely truthful, is it?" Barry squeezed the boy's shoulders, before starting a slow, gentle massage of them. He could feel the knots of tension in the boy's neck and worked his fingers around the base of his neck to relax the twelve year old.

"Um& "

"We saw that you were a little embarrassed to be changing in front of your mates today, and when you got changed at the swimming pool last week, you hid yourself under your towel." Harvey flushed bright red, realising that he had been discovered after thinking that he had gotten away with it.

"Now there's nothing to be ashamed of," Barry Bayley told him. "Coach Harris and I, and Coach Phillips, have been teaching for over ten years and, as you can imagine, we have seen boys of all ages, shapes and more importantly, sizes."

"But& " the boy started.

"We've seen plenty of them as well, Pete chuckled, giving the lad's bare knee a quick, but firm rub. "We understand that some boys develop early, a lot develop at the same time while there are a few boys who are late developers."

"I guess," Harvey muttered, his face bright red as he realised that the Coaches must have figured out what his problem was.

"Now then, it's not your fault if you fall into that latter category," Barry gave the boy a quick one armed hug of comfort, and was disappointed and thrilled to feel him flinch as he did. He tried to remember the boy's parents from the last parents evening and had a vague recollection of a drunken mother and a father who was an obvious bully. "We know that boys can be mean when it comes to things like that, and each year, we try to help out where we can."

"What do you mean, Coach?" Harvey perked up at the statement.

"Well, we can stop any name calling while you are in class or in the showers, but of course, we can't do anything once you leave the gym," Barry explained.

"Which is why, each year, we look out for a boy that we think could become a target and offer him a way out, Pete smiled gently at him. "As this is the last class of the day, Coach Phillips, Bayley and I can't go home until the gym is all cleaned up. That includes the locker rooms, putting the kit in the wash and dryer and mopping out."

"So we normally ask one of the class to volunteer to help us, which means that you wouldn't get changed from your kit until all the work is done," Barry added.

"But I'd still have to shower? Harvey croaked out.

"You would, but it would be after all of your classmates have gone home."

 

Harvey's eyes lit up at the idea of not having to expose himself to his fellow classmates.

 

"There is the added bonus that we pay a little wage for the help as well, something to make it worthwhile," Barry said.

"Really? You'd give me money to help?" Harvey's mind was going ten to the dozen as he thought about being able to give his parents some cash to prove that he wasn't a worthless piece of shit like his Dad was continually telling him.

"Of course& we're not slave drivers," Pete chuckled. "However, we do only offer the role to the boy whom we think is most at risk of being bullied."

"I think that I might be," Harvey mumbled, his chin hitting his chest. "I've sort of looked at the other boys and they're all bigger than me& even George Mannings and he's the smallest boy in the class."

"Well, it looks like we could have found our volunteer," Barry started, standing the boy up.

"Not yet," Pete interrupted. "It's one thing thinking that you are smaller than most, but really it is sometimes that your self-confidence is low so you only think that you are."

"That's true, I didn't think of that," Barry sighed. "Well, how can we decide?"

"I know, why don't you show us and we can have a look to see if we are making the correct decision," Pete suggested to the boy. "After all, I'd hate for another boy to get bullied because we gave the position out to someone who's dick isn't really small in the first place."

"Um& " Harvey stuttered.

"Now then, Harvey," Barry stroked the boy's shoulders again. "If you shower normally with the rest of the boys, there is always a teacher watching, so at some point, both Coach Harris and I will see you fully naked, along with all of the other boys. In here, it's just us. It's safe in here. No-one else will see you or will know if you are small."

"I guess not," the boy conceded. He put his hands on the legs of his shorts and, with a deep breath, pulled them down until they dropped to his ankles. Barry could only marvel again at the pert bubble butt that was now only covered by the boy's dark blue briefs. Pete on the other hand was stood in front and felt himself grow hard as he watched the cute twelve year old self-consciously place his hands in front of the small mound in the front of his briefs.

"Okay, and the underwear," Pete instructed, unconsciously licking his lips.

 

Harvey hesitated before taking in a big gulp of air. Putting his hands on the thin cotton material around his slim hips, he closed his eyes and pulled down his underwear, again letting it fall to the floor around his ankles. His hands automatically went to cover himself up before he felt two strong hands stop them. Opening his eyes, he saw Coach Bayley's hairy arms snaking around from the back, holding his hands away from his crotch.

 

"We need to see it, Harvey," Coach Bayley whispered into the boy's ear, feeling the twelve year old shiver slightly as his breath blew into the boy's ear.

"I guess," the boy stammered and held his hands by his side.

"Well, I can't really see," Coach Harris murmured. "Your t-shirt is a little too long."

"Why don't you pull it up," Coach Bayley suggested. "Or better yet, take it off so that we can see it properly as if you were in the shower."

 

Harvey was at a crossroads in his mind. He knew that it was wrong to be naked in front of adult men, unless it was his father or a doctor, but as they had both said, sooner or later he would be naked in the showers anyway. Plus they were his coaches and they were just looking out for him. Fighting down his nerves, Harvey took hold of the bottom of his t-shirt and pulled it up and over his head. Dropping it to the floor, he returned his hands to his side, fighting the urge to cover up.

Pete and Barry had to hold back their gasps as the naked beauty of the boy came into view. From where Barry was standing, the boy's pert buttocks were exposed. They looked plump without being fat but the coach frowned slightly when he saw signs of fading bruising. He leaned forwards, partly to smell the boy's musky scent but also to get a closer look. He could see that some of the bruising was finger shaped, as though a hand had hit him, and Barry guessed that the bully of a father had spanked the twelve year old to the point of leaving hand marks.

Pete meanwhile, was now sporting a serious erection. The boy was perfect for his plans. He had a smooth chest with not one ounce of puppy fat on him and not a single hair touched his body. There was a little birthmark just below his belly button which added to rather than detracting from his beauty. His eyes fixed on the most important part of his plan. Sure enough, the boy was slightly under-developed for his age. The thin, pencil like dick hung against the immature ballsac and it must have been just over three centremetres in length. There wasn't a single pubic hair in sight, which would only reinforce the idea of the boy's late development.

 

"Oh dear," Pete said, forcing his voice to sound sad.

"What's wrong?" Harvey's voice cracked slightly in worry.

"It's what I thought," the coach replied. "You do look to be very small for your age."

"Let me give a second opinion, Barry said, getting the boy to turn around and face him. While he was similar to Mike in that he liked to suck on a boy's dick, he was more of an ass man so it didn't worry him about the size of a boy's dick. "I think you're right, Coach Harris& the penis does look small."

"Really?" the twelve year old held back a sob. While he knew in his mind that he was smaller than the other boys, to hear it confirmed by his coaches was very distressing for him.

"Well, he could be a grower," Pete suddenly suggested.

"That's true," Barry agreed, with a nod of the head. "We do want to make sure that we have the right boy."

"What do you mean& grower?" Harvey asked. "I am going to grow bigger, aren't I?" Thoughts of being a grown up with a tiny dick flashed through his mind.

"No, no, no, that's not what Coach Harris meant," Barry chuckled. He reached forwards and tousled the lad's mousey brown hair, while resisting the urge to caress the boy's body. "What that term means is that some boys are showers and some boys are growers. A shower has a fairly big penis soft but when he gets hard, it stays around the same size."

"While a grower has a small limp penis but it grows into a big one when erect," Pete finished off. "I think we need to double check because we want to make sure we are giving the opportunity to the right boy."

"You mean& um& you want me to get hard in front of you?" Harvey gasped out. Being naked was one thing but being naked with a boner was entirely different. However, as he looked at the two coaches, he saw concerned looks and, not wanting to run the risk of being picked on by his peers, he let his right hand drift across to his small, limp dick which, with the talk of getting a boner, had actually started to plump up. Pete and Barry were in heaven as they watched the cute twelve year old slowly start to stroke his little pencil thin dick. However, it seem that nerves had gotten the better of young Harvey as, no matter how he tried to manipulate his dick, he just couldn't seem to get it fully hard. Sighing in frustration, he looked up at his coaches with tears beginning to well in the corners of his hazel brown eyes.

"What's wrong, Harvey?" Barry asked softly, seeing the distress in the boy's face.

"I ca ca can't get it hard and now you'll thi thi think I'm lying," Harvey started to gulp deep breathes to try to hold back the sobs that he knew were not far away.

"Hey now, don't get upset," Pete put his hands on the boy's naked shoulders, marvelling at how smooth his skin was. He rubbed his hands up and down the boy's thin arms and pulled Harvey slightly closer to him. Seizing the perfect opportunity, he said, "Why don't you let me see if I can help you?"

 

Without waiting for a reply, he ran his right hand down the smooth chest, pausing for a moment as if expecting the boy to jump back, or shout for him to stop, but with no response other than a wide eyed gaze, he moved Harvey's hand away from his dick and took hold of the now four centimetre fleshy rod. Harvey let out an audible gasp as, for the first time in his life, he felt a man touch his dick. It had been six years since his mother had stopped washing him, leaving the six year old to fend for himself. He had soon learned how to wash so that he didn't smell, but never before had he felt the feelings that were coursing through his pre-teen body as Coach Harris started to slowly jerk his dick.

Pete was in a boy lover's paradise as he manipulated the thin dick of his target into a state of hardness. He "accidently" squeezed the boy's dick too tightly on several occasions, not hard enough to cause pain but hard enough for the boy to stop becoming fully erect. Harvey was squirming on his toes as he felt the coach continue to jerk his dick but was getting frustrated that he didn't seem to be doing it correctly. He flashed a glance at Coach Bayley who was openly smiling at the sight in front of him.

 

"That doesn't seem to be working either, Coach Harris," Barry said, eager to get his own hands on the twelve year old's dick. "Maybe I should give it a try?"

"Okay& I just don't know what's wrong with it," Pete put on a fake sigh. "Do you have any issues with getting an erection, Harvey?"

"Um& no, not normally," the boy blushed bright red. "I get them all of the time," he admitted. What he didn't admit was that he was getting them more and more when he thought about his classmates, or about the hunky actors or athletes he saw on the television. He'd even started to sneak onto porn sites so that he could look at naked men. Of course, he stayed on straight porn sites because his father would kick the shit out of him if his father ever found him looking at a gay site, but at least he did get to see the naked men.

"Well, let me try for you," Barry said. "Otherwise we might not be able to offer you the volunteer position."

"No& please!" Harvey croaked out and took a step forward towards Coach Bayley. Thrusting his groin forwards, he offered himself up to his coach to be touched.

 

The two coaches smiled at each other as they realised that the young boy was falling into the snare that they were setting for him. Barry reached down and started to stroke the thin dick with his right hand. Using the same trick that Pete had used, he made sure that the young boy didn't quite reach a full erection until he dropped his left hand onto the small, prepubescent ballsac. Giving it a gentle squeeze, he stopped toying with the boy and began to jerk him in earnest. He turned the boy around so that Harvey's back was pressed into him and he began to rub the smooth chest as he continued to jerk his little dick.

Harvey's emotions were in a turmoil. He couldn't believe the sensations running through his young body as his dick was being tugged by his coach. It felt a hundred times better than when he did it himself and he found himself beginning to get close to an orgasm. He was torn between not wanting Coach Bayley to stop so that he could get his climax, although the thought of getting off in front of the coaches was sure to be embarrassing. Surely they wouldn't want a little gay boy hanging out after class to help them.

 

"Ah& Coach Bayley," Harvey started to stammer as the sensations began to rise up to a crescendo inside him.

"Yes Kane? What is it?"

"You need to stop, or else I'm gonna& "

"He's going to what?" Coach Phillips asked as he opened the door and walked into the office. His eyes widened as he saw the scene in front of him. He had had every confidence in Pete Harris being able to persuade young Kane to become their volunteer and to start the slow grooming process on him, but to see that his two fellow coaches had already got the boy naked and were taking it in turn to jerk him off made his mouth water. While he did like his boys to have a decent sized dick, the fact that Harvey Kane was such a little cutie was enough to overlook it. However, he knew that he needed to play his part in the plan that Pete had put together. "Blimey, that's a small one!" he said, making a point of staring at Harvey's dick.

Harvey was crushed just as his orgasm ripped through his body. His body stretched up onto its tiptoes as his dick spasmed its way through a dry climax that left the boy panting in exhaustion. He looked up at Coach Phillips, wondering what he would say to the fact that he was naked with the other two coaches. The words of his coach worked their way into his mind and he glanced down to see his dick was still mostly hard. It looked bigger than ever before, measuring around the five centimetre mark, and the worry flashed through his mind that he wouldn't be picked to stay behind and shower alone.

 

"I know I'm small," he said softly. "It's why Coach Harris thought that I could get the volunteer's job." All three coaches heard the hope and worry in the young boy's voice.

"Well, I can see that you are pretty small, but I've just come back from the showers," Coach Phillips started. "All of the boys have gone home now but I did notice that Sammy Appleton had a tiny penis so I think that we should offer him the position."

"NO! PLEASE!" Harvey cried out. "I've seen Sam's dick and it's bigger than mine!"

"Calm down, Harvey," Coach Harris soothed, pulled the boy backwards towards him. Opening his legs as he perched on his desk, the boy slid in between them and was pressed backwards, his back leaning against his coach. He could feel the man's dick pressing into his back but he thought that he'd better not say anything.

"I think that Harvey here is also one of the smallest, and Appleton is also very popular with the other boys, especially Jordan Holland," Coach Bayley offered. "Harvey doesn't seem to have that back up that Appleton does."

"I agree," Coach Harris said, rubbing his hands reassuringly over the chest of the young boy. "Are we all decided then?"

 

Harvey breathed a sigh of relief as all three coaches nodded their heads in the affirmative. He felt Coach Harris push him forwards slightly and was told to get dressed again so that they could make a start cleaning up. As he bent over to pull up his briefs and shorts, he felt a hand on the small of his back.

 

"As there is no-one else here, and no-one will come in, I don't see the need for him to get re-dressed," Coach Phillips suggested. "After all, he's going to hit the shower anyway."

"That's true& what do you say, Harvey?" Coach Harris asked.

"Um& "

"It's just us men here," Coach Bayley agreed. "Why don't you start collecting the other boys' kit and put it into the laundry bag?"

"Ah& "

"Yours needs to go in the wash as well," Coach Phillips added. "So we may as well make a start on the washing and then we can mop out the locker rooms."

 

Hearing all three coaches explanations, Harvey was at a loss as to come up with a reason why he should get dressed again, other than the obvious one. But as they were being so nice to him, and that he didn't want to ruin his chance of being the volunteer, the boy stepped out of his shorts and briefs and picked them up, along with his t-shirt. He felt vulnerable standing in front of the three coaches, but at the same time, a feeling of safety washed over him as the knowledge that he wouldn't have to face his peers washed over him. He nervously walked out of the office, half expecting someone still to be in the locker rooms and that it was all a big set up, but the locker room was empty. He saw sweaty t-shirts and shorts thrown all over, and he decided to make a start with the kit furthest away from the door to the washer room.

From inside the office, the three coaches watched as the naked boy slowly but surely started clearing the room. All three had dropped their shorts and were furiously jerking their respective dicks at the sight of the cute, twelve year old bending over on numerous occasions, his buttocks slowly parting to give them the briefest of glimpses of his little pink rosebud. All three of them were dreaming about what they would do, given the opportunity, with that little rosebud.

"That looked so horny, you jerking him off like that," Mike smiled at the memory. "Both of you have got your hands on him already, and as yet, he hasn't complained."

"Your plan of making him desperate to be the volunteer so that he can hide his dick from the other boys is working perfectly," Barry agreed.

"Was it true what you said about Appleton?" Pete asked, showing a slight interest in the ginger haired boy. "He's another little cutie."

"He had popped wood in the shower and a couple of boys were making fun of him when Holland stepped up and told them to leave him alone," Mike grinned. "I'd say that Appleton is just bigger than our boy out there, but I thought that I'd play on his need to be chosen so I may have exaggerated the smallness of Appleton."

"Well, it certainly worked& look at him, all naked and still boned up," Barry sighed as he felt his dick throb and shudder. He let out a small groan as he fired a volley of spunk into the pair of shorts that he had snagged on the way in. Passing them over to Mike, he split his attention between watching his fellow coach jerk his dick while staring at the young naked boy out in the locker rooms. As Mike added his load into the shorts, he passed them on to Pete who wasted no time in shooting a third load of spunk into them. Bringing the shorts up to his nose, he sniffed the crotch, smelling boy sweat.

"Who's were these?" he asked, as the scent of pre-teen groin assailed his nostrils.

"I think they were Holland's, or maybe Jayden Crawford's," Barry shrugged. "I picked them up from where they had been getting undressed."

"Now there is a boy I could happily suck," Mike sighed at the thought of the half cast Jayden. It was all that he could do to stop himself throwing wood when he saw the six inches of thick boy meat hanging between the toned legs of the nearly thirteen year old football star.

"Maybe we could arrange to get him to fuck little Kane," Pete chuckled. "That would be a sight worth seeing."

 

Harvey continued to pick up the dirty kit, unaware of the conversation of his three coaches. As he reached the area where the lads who were on the football team had got changed, he looked around before picking up the pair of shorts that he recognised had been worn by Jayden Crawford. He saw the little split in the left leg which he had gotten to see when the tall lad had pinned him to the ground during dodgeball. Layton Morris had thrown the ball directly at his head and he'd been transfixed, watching the ball grow in his vision before the football player had grabbed him, swinging him off his feet and dropping the pair of them to the ground. He had smiled a weak smile of thanks at the boy whom he was beginning to crush on before he noticed that Jayden had torn his shorts.

Now, with them in his hand, he looked around the locker rooms to make sure that he wasn't being watched. Little did he know that the windows to the coaches' office were mirrored from the outside so that while he couldn't see in, he was in direct view of the three men who had just masturbated thinking about him. Lifting the shorts to his face, he cautiously sniffed at the crotch. His dick gave a little quiver as he smelled the scent of the hunky, chocolate coloured boy. Taking in several deep breaths, he revelled in the smell before dropping them quickly to the floor as he heard the office door open. Blushing furiously at the thought that he could have been caught, he grabbed more of the dirty kit and walked over to the laundry bin.

 

"How are you getting on, Harvey? Coach Harris asked him, clapping a hand onto the bare shoulder of the boy.

"I'm almost done, Coach," Harvey beamed at him. He looked around and saw around half a dozen t-shirts still to pick up and rushed over to get them.

Pete let out a low groan as again, he caught a glimpse of the tight pucker that he was getting some serious horny thoughts about. "That's great. Let me show you how to load the washers, while Coaches Bayley and Phillips tidy up in the gym."

"Kewl, the boy smiled, pleased that he was being given the attention and the responsibility of helping them out.

 

After they had loaded up the three big machines and set them going, they walked back into the locker rooms, Pete resting his hand on the small of Harvey's back. Harvey was soaking up the attention that his Coach was giving him. He decided that he liked the soft touches of Coach Harris a lot more than the hard spanks or punches from his father. HIS FATHER! "Shit!" he cursed, tears starting to well up in his eyes.

"Language," Pete chided before seeing the upset in the boy's expression. "What's wrong?" he said, dropping down onto one knee to bring himself to eye level with the tearful boy.

"I'm gonna get into so much trouble cos I'm late and my Dad is going to think I've been in detention or something and he'll punish me& "

"Woah there!" Pete frowned as he saw the boy's shoulders start to shake. "Calm down, son, I'm sure it will be okay."

"You don't understand," Harvey sobbed as he felt Coach Harris pull him into a hug. "I can't never do nothing right."

Pete cringed at the poor grammar and double negatives but held his tongue, more upset at how it seemed the boy was being treated at home. "I know, why don't we go into the office and we can call him now and let him know what's going on."

"Would you?" the twelve year old looked up at his coach, his tears still rolling down his cheeks. Pete fought off the urge to kiss them away, knowing that it was far too soon to be pushing the boy into that situation, but by offering to help out with his father, it wouldn't do any harm in garnering more trust from the boy.

"Of course, I would," Pete smiled at him, rubbing his hands down the boy's smooth back. He let his hand rest gently on Harvey's buttocks and gave them a gentle squeeze to put the boy at rest. "Let's go and do it now, and then we can finish up here."

 

The pair walked back into the office and after giving Coach Harris his home phone number, Harvey sat down on one of the chairs. He felt a wet squelch and squirmed to pull out a pair of shorts from underneath him and sat quietly, waiting for the conversation that could save his butt.

"Hello& is that Mr Kane?" Coach Harris asked. "It's Coach Harris from Lincoln Middle School. I'm sorry for disturbing you at home but Harvey asked me to ring you to let you know about the responsibility that he has accepted." There was a pause and Harvey saw Coach Harris frown at whatever his father was saying.

"Every year, we ask a member of the class to stay behind and help us clear away, and Harvey has volunteered his services& "

"I understand that you want him home straight after school but this does show character by your son and he will receive extra credit on his school record& "

Another pause.

"Of course, he will also receive a small wage for helping& " `Bingo!' Pete thought as he heard the immediate change in tone of the boy's father. However, he was sure that whatever money they gave Harvey would be taken off of him as soon as he got home by his father. "He will receive fifteen dollars per class for helping if he stays behind for upto an hour and a half, and twenty dollars if it is any longer."

"It will be cash payments to him, yes, yes he will get paid on the day. That's all fine then. Either one of us will drop him home, unless he has ridden into school. Good evening to you, sir."

 

Pete put the phone down and immediately felt like he needed a shower. He turned to Harvey, who's face had lit up, dropped, lit up and dropped again throughout the conversation. Firstly, he was happy that he wouldn't get punished when he got home, only to realise that his father would think he was doing this just to suck up to improve his grade. Then, when Coach Harris mentioned money and the amount he would get, he started thinking about what he would be able to buy with it, but then realised that his father would take it off him when he got home.

"Now then, that's out of the way, Pete said to him. "It's all sorted with your father and if you can keep a secret, then I don't see why he needs to know how much you are going to get."

"But you told him, Coach," Harvey frowned.

"Well, I told him that you would get fifteen dollars, which is true," Pete smiled. "I didn't say that you would be getting more than that, so if you are smart, you can hide the other fifteen dollars in your sock or bag and make a show of handing your father the fifteen dollars he is expecting."

"How did you know he'd take it from me?"

"Coach's instinct," he said as he let his smile drop. "When you have been teaching for as long as I have, you get a feel for how parents treat their kids, and I sensed from you that your father would want to take the money."

"You're the best, Coach Harris, Harvey grinned as he jumped up and hugged the man who he was starting to develop a bit of hero worship on. Pete grinned to himself as he felt the naked boy press his body into him and again, let his hands quickly roam down the boy's back until they cupped his pert buttocks. Harvey felt the man's hands on his ass, squeezing his firm cheeks slightly and pulled away suddenly as he felt himself begin to bone up. `Don't get hard, don't get hard!' he prayed to himself as he dropped his hands in front of himself.

"Well, let's get that washing in and then we can go and get showered," Coach Harris said, ruffling the mousey brown hair.

 

Harvey didn't quite take that statement in until they had finished loading the dirty kit into the washers, set them for a wash and dry sequence and headed back out into the locker room. As they walked in, Coaches Phillips and Bayley were standing just outside the showers, taking off their shirts. Harvey's mouth dropped open as he saw the toned, muscled chests appear before him and again, he moved a hand in front of his groin to hide his growing problem. He glanced around at Coach Harris, who quickly diverted his gaze from the boy and started to take off his own shirt.

 

"Um& what's going on?" Harvey asked nervously.

"We're all done here, so it's time to hit the shower," Coach Bayley said.

"When we're cleaned up and dressed, either Coach Harris or myself can run you home," Coach Phillips offered. "I had a look at your school records and you live about a kilometre away from my house and you're about three blocks away from Coach Harris's apartment."

"But& I thought that I would be showering alone?" Harvey stuttered.

"We need to get cleaned up as well, Coach Bayley chuckled. "Keeping up with forty twelve year olds makes us all hot and sweaty as well." `Little does he know how hot and sweaty, Barry thought to himself.

"But& "

"We told you that you would be free of showering in front of your class mates," Coach Harris said. "The three of us are not going to bully you or pick on you, are we?"

"I guess not," the boy sighed. The thought flashed through his mind, `I'm gonna get to see them naked!' He fought to keep the smile from his face and he quickly walked back to his locker and grabbed his towel and shower gel. By the time he arrived back at the showers, the three men were naked. Harvey's eyes widened as he stole a sneaky glance at the three dicks of his coaches before rushing into the showers and choosing a shower head near the far end of the block. Turning it on, he closed his eyes as the warm water cascaded over him. He heard three more showers start up, virtually next to him and he glanced sideways. All three coaches had chosen the showers surrounding him and, no matter which way he turned, he was face to face with a naked man. He let out a low groan as he felt his dick harden to full length.

"Don't worry about it, champ," Barry said from the left hand side of the twelve year old. "It's a natural thing to happen when you're naked and warm."

"What is?" Pete asked, putting on a fake note of ignorance into his voice. "Oh, I see."

 

Harvey blushed bright red as he saw all three coaches looking at his boner. He turned his back to Coach Bayley but that only meant that he was facing Coach Phillips, who gave him a brief grin as he continued to soap himself up. The twelve year old could barely drag his stare away from the muscled coach as he watched the man stroke his lengthening dick in a fashion that seemed more like jerking than washing. Harvey unconsciously licked his lips as Coach Phillips reached his full seven inches of length.

 

"Do you need a hand?" Coach Harris asked, bringing Harvey back out of his trance. The boy turned and took a step back as he saw Coach Harris's own erection, standing proud at a touch over eight inches.

"Um& what do you mean?" Harvey stammered.

"Well, you seem to not want to wash, and you know that it is a requirement," Coach Harris replied. He poured some shampoo into his hands and moved under Harvey's shower head. "Let me wash your hair for you."

"I'm okay& " Harvey started, but as he felt the coach's hands massaging his head, he decided that he liked the feeling. Lacking any type of affection at home, the twelve year old closed his eyes with a contented sigh and stood patiently as Coach Harris washed his hair. Mike and Barry grinned at each other and they both poured shower gel into their hands. With a nod of silent communication to each other, Mike started to soap up the smooth chest of the pre-teen boy while Barry dropped to his knees and took hold of Harvey's left leg. "Um& I think I can manage," the boy stammered, feeling his dick begin to throb as the three men massaged his body.

"Shush& let us wash the kinks out of your body," Pete whispered into the boy's ear. He fought to resist the urge to stick his tongue inside it, something that he loved doing to boys& something that he desperately desired to do with the cute student that the three of them were caressing.

"Doesn't that feel much better? Barry asked, pressing his fingers into the thin muscles on the boy's legs. He was an experienced masseur of boys, knowing exactly how to make them feel good without crossing the line too early. It was all part of the grooming process, in more ways than one with them being in the shower, he chuckled to himself.

"Ah& that feels real good, Coach Bayley," Harvey admitted, enjoying the feeling of being pampered by the three men. He took a large gulp as he felt Coach Phillips' hands work their way down his chest, rubbing past his belly before travelling back up his sides. Lifting his arms up at the urging of his coach, he bit back a ticklish giggle as the teacher's fingertip touch felt like feathers caressing his still hairless armpits.

 

Pete finished up with the boy's hair, wanting to get his own hands back on the boy's body once again. He started off with a gentle massage of the boy's slender neck before moving onto his shoulders and slowly worked his hands down the young student's back. Ensuring that he had plenty of shower gel lathered up, he lowered his hands to the pert buttocks of the twelve year old. As if their timing was premeditated, Barry's hands travelled up the inside of Harvey's thin legs until his fingertips were pressing against the boy's taint, massaging his still prepubescent prostate from the outside while Mike's hands circled downwards and took hold of the very erect four centimetres of hard boy flesh.

Harvey bit back a scream of pleasure as he felt his body sexually manipulated by the three coaches and he felt his very being begin to shake from the intense feelings of sexual desire that coursed through his young frame. No longer caring about what the men might think about him, he let himself give in to his wanton lust and began to thrust into the cupped fingers of Coach Phillips. Smiling to himself, Pete gently parted the boy's buttocks and ran his finger gently over the tight, virginal pucker, not penetrating it& that would come at a later time, but put enough pressure on to let the boy know how good his rosebud could feel.

 

"Oh fu fu fuck!" Harvey stuttered out as his climax shook his body. He raised himself onto his tiptoes, thrusting his small erection in and out of the fingers of Coach Phillips until his balls tightened and tried to expel the sperm that was still months away from being produced.

"Language!" Pete couldn't resist and delivered a sharp slap across both buttocks of the boy. He immediately regretted it as he saw Harvey's face change from ecstasy to fear as the threat of violence came over the boy. "Hey& I'm sorry& it was a joke," Pete cooed as he pulled the boy into a soft hug.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry&  the boy sobbed out. "Please don't tell my father."

"Don't worry about that," Barry hissed, getting more and more disgusted with what he was figuring out about Patrick Kane. If he ever found out that the man really hurt the boy, then he would be paying the man a visit in a dark alleyway.

"Let's get you dried up and we can take you home before it gets too late," Pete said gently. He resisted the urge to kiss the boy, settling with ruffling his hair instead.

"Shouldn't you wash first?" Harvey asked, wanting to delay his arrival home, as well as trying to get a little longer in the shower with the three naked men.

"I guess that we should," Pete chuckled.

 

The three men turned towards the boy so that he could stand and watch them as they washed their bodies. All three were desperate to take things to the next level, but each of them knew that they needed to gently bring Harvey along into the world of sexual activity with them. While they could just grab him, bend him over and fuck his pretty little cute ass, it would be a one off thing with threats to keep quiet whereas if they gradually worked on his inhibitions and got him volunteering to take the activities further, they would have him on tap whenever they wanted.

Finally, Pete mentioned about the three coaches having a set of blue balls and that they would need to masturbate. Harvey shrugged at him, his own dick beginning to re-harden at the prospect of watching the three hunky coaches jerk their cocks. He was soon rewarded as all three quickly shot their loads onto the tiled floor. All three wanted to cream the boy with their loads but that would come later, once they had him accepting of his new position as their chosen boy toy.

Harvey let out his own gasp of pleasure as he jerked himself to his third climax in the space of an hour. The sight of the three men cumming sent him over the edge and he knew that he wouldn't need to watch any porn that evening to get himself horny again. He watched as the three men turned off the showers and he followed his coaches out of the shower and quickly covered himself with his towel. He rubbed himself dry and headed over to his locker to get dressed.

The three coaches watched him for a few moments before they headed into their office, having told Harvey to wait for Coach Harris to run him home. As they closed the door, they high fived each other at the success of their afternoon's work.

 

"He's gagging for it," Barry gushed. "He had the opportunity to leave the showers after we'd jerked him off but he stayed to watch us."

"Not only that," Mike smiled. "He had another jerk as well while we were cumming."

"He barely flinched when I touched his hole," Pete chuckled. "I think he's one horny little boy and my gaydar is telling me he's one hundred percent prime chicken."

"The only question is how quickly we move on him," Mike said. "The last thing we want to do is have another Brayden Lessings situation."

 

All three men sighed at the memory of the cute fifth grader whom they had mistakenly thought would be interested in having some fun. It was only because Mike Phillips had stumbled across his mother having sex with Brayden's best friend that they managed to agree a mutual silence, with all four adults avoiding a prison sentence.

 

"I think that if we play this perfectly, within a couple of weeks we will have him on his knees sucking our dicks, and within a month, we'll be screwing his little butt," Barry smiled.

"You should give him a ride home, Mike said to Pete. "He seems to have bonded with you and that would help reinforce it."

"I agree," Pete smiled to his fellow coaches. "I will check out the situation with his parents as well, I think." He frowned. "I'm getting the vibe from him that he is scared shitless of his father."

"He looks to have been spanked, Barry added. "If he ever comes in with any bruises, I think I'll be paying his father a visit in a dark alleyway," he growled.

"Well, I better get him home," Pete said as he saw the boy waiting nervously outside the closed office door.

 

 

End of chapter

 

 

Well, I was going to write this as a one off chapter story, but it's gone on far longer that I was expecting it to. I can see this turning into maybe a four or five part series. After all, we've barely seen any action between the coaches and Harvey, let alone found out what his home life is truly like. As for the three coaches, they seem to be happy with their plans for young Harvey. How will he react when things go further? What will happen when he gets home to his parents?

 

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