Date: Fri, 15 Feb 2019 19:00:05 +0000 From: J a skehan Subject: high school swim team 4 High School Swim Team 4 cajuncock This is a work of gay fiction,the sole property of the author. If you like the stories on this site please contribute to nifty- nifty.org/donate. Comments welcomed- jaskejr@hotmail.com Monday morning came suddenly when my alarm woke me from a tortured dream. I was disturbed by the images- naked men, naked boys, orgies, the young swim coach- all floated through my mind. In the shower I took care of my wood as I pictured the naked coach in the shower standing next to me. During my free period the school's administrator knocked on my door. I motioned for him to enter. He sat in one of the student desks. Looking directly at me, he spoke "Are you happy here? How are you dealing with the loss of your partner? Have you thought about the request that you stay on another year?" These were a lot of important questions,some of which I had no answers for. I thought for a minute before answering his questions "yes, I'm very glad of all the support you and the staff have given me. I know that many of my co-workers have gone out of their way to help. The loss was difficult. It still is painful some days. I've thought about your request and talked to the coaches. They have some very interesting insights. I think I'd like to give it another year. I'll use the timeto make some adjustments in my life and hopefully do some good here at the school." He smiled, nodding his head, then saying "I think that you have a lot to contribute to us all. I had hoped that you'd stay and I've asked the teacher union rep if it would be ok to give you additional duties as a special councilor for the teams. He's fully behind the idea." Standing he turned to leave saying simply "Thanks and good luck, I hope you find some happiness." I knew that I needed to talk to the coaches soon to set some parameters for the next year. I really thought that the young swim coach needed to open up more to me. He seemed to need to understand his own feelings in order to help the boys. The end of the day came quickly and I found myself driving to the pool for the practice. In the locker room I felt a strange atmosphere, almost a bonding among the team members. After everyone had changed, the coach called the team together. He began by going over the warmup exercises. Then he had everyone sit by the edge of the pool before speaking "I know that some of you were wondering about the position that our assistant here holds. I'm happy to say that the school has decided that he should become a full time assistant coach in charge of logistics. So team from now on he's one of us." They all cheered, some getting up to hug me. I felt a few pats on my back and a few on my butt. We got going on the practice and everyone seemed to work better as a team. The relay team had improved gradually. But now they seemed in synch more than ever. After practice everyone went to shower and change. I noticed the coach hanging back talking to some of the boys. He said loudly "Well since we have a new man on the team why don't we show him how we treat a new member?" The boys quickly gathered around me pushing me into the shower. Everyone quickly striped off their speedos and my own was suddenly pulled off too. I saw one of the seniors grab the coach's suit, pulling it down. I looked bewildered as I was surrounded by hard teen cocks. The coach was pushed forward to stand behind me. I felt his stiff cock rub against my hip. Then all the boys began stroking their teen cocks pointing them at me. Onr by one they shot their loads over my body. Of course, by this point I was hard too. I felt the coach reach around me to stroke my own stiffness. He moved so that his hard weapon was caught between by legs as he stroked me. The excitement was too much as I unloaded onto the tile floors. i felt the coach's cock throb and then his own load run down my thighs. He had a hands free climax while stroking me. Stephen was the last to shoot. He walked up to me smiling as he pulled on that beautiful weapon of his. Breathing hard he leaned in and whispered "Thanks, I do love you." He leaned his head on my shoulder as his load covered my cock and balls. After we all calmed down, all Icould say was "Thanks, now I really feel like a member of this team." They cheered before we all washed and went to dress. Stephn and the coach hung back after the others had left. I didn't know what to do or say. The coach said "We all love you and want you to be happy. Now this little episode will remain our secret welcome for you. Can you give Stephen a lift since the others have left? I'll call you later tonight." I looked at Stephen standing by the door and said "Sure, maybe he and I have something to talk about." Once in my car, Stephen spoke up "Can we go to your house? My mom is working a double and won't be home until midnight?" I drove home in silence. I knew that we had crossed many lines this day. I wondered how his mother would feel. Once at home and after a hot session of making love, we lay in my bed. I finally spoke "You know that I'll be at the school for one more year, you senior year. Are you still serious about college and joining a college swim team in Florida?" He reached over to hug me saying "Yes, if you will be there." I explained that with the summer coming up I intended to travel to Florida to look for a possible retirement home. Perhaps the coach could recommend a few school he might want to visit. He could go down with me if his mother agreed. We could visit a few of the Florida colleges. I thought that he'd injure me as he hugged me so tight. As the school year slowly ended, I talked to the boy's mother. It was not the first time that we'd met. I explained my travel and retirement plans to her. I knew that she did not have a lot of funds for college visits. She'd heard from Stephen about me and welcomed the idea of his visiting some colleges. The coaches at the did some research and identified 3 schools with outstanding swim programs. They even called to make sure we could visit the campuses on our trip. I knew that Stephen's grades were above average and hoped that his swimming reputation would get him some scholarship money. His mother suspected that her son was in love with me and approved since there was no father in his life. July came rapidly and we were set to go. I'd done some research on the net about property near all of the colleges. The prices were very reasonable there. I could sell my home at a very nice profit, buy a small place with a pool and still have plenty left to suppliment my retirement, even with Stephen living with me. Since Stephen had turned 18 in June there would be no legal problems with him traveling with me. His mother had also agreed to give me temporary custody of her son. We'd be gone for 3 weeks. Stephen's summer job as a lifegaurd at the pool was secure for him when we returned. I thought that we could take 3 days to drive down at a leisurely pace. I plotted a course that would let us stay 2 nights at motels along the interestate highway. We decided that Stephen would spend the night before at my home. My neighbors would take care of the dog and look after my house while we were gone. I had insisted on dinner with his mother the night before when I picked him up. She insisted on fixing the meal. We had a great meal and reviewed our travel plans. Getting home we shut down the house, taking out food and trash. I packed the last of my things and made sure Stephen had the right things for the trip. He insisted on making love before we went to sleep. 6AM and my alarm clock woke us still in each other's arms. After a quick session we showered, dressed, and packed the ice chest into the car along with our bags. We hit the road within 30 minutes to avoid the rush hour traffic. I planned to be near South Carolina by night fall. This would allow us to be in northern Florida near the first college by early afternoon.. During the long drive we had time to talk. I tried to get him to fill me in on his future plans. I tried to avoid any discussion of our relationship. I knew that it was on his mind and I didn't know exactly how I felt. I knew that I had feelings for him. But I knew that I was still hurting. It was not a good time for me to be involved. The first college visit was nothing great. I'd booked us into a chain motel and arranged to meet a real estate agent to look at properties while Stephen toured the campus and sports facilities. The athletic staff gave him a try at their pool facilties. That evening we compared notes on our day. I decided that I'd go to the school the next day. I had some questions that needed to be answered by the school administrators and admissions office. I had brought Stephen's school records. So I was prepared. I needed to find out about scholarships,financial support, course plans, academic expectations. I introduced myself as one of the high school's councilors. After a tour we spent an hour going over my questions. I decided that lunch at a student restaurant near the campus. As we sat at the counter I managed to strike up a conversation with a few fellows. I asked some questions that I knew might be important. The next day I took Stephen with me to look at a few properties. Most were sort of senior apartment villages. I was not impressed with the onsite facilities or the neighbors. I detested living in a conservative, narrow minded community. I gathered from my research and questions that the area was very conservative. One of the more prominent conservative Christain churches was located near the campus. The old southern racism was just below the surface. I was not eager to expose Stephen to that kind of thing. After another dinner we decided on heading further south to the next colleges. ______________________ Ok, they're off