Date: Thu, 26 Oct 2023 21:33:46 +0000 From: Smiling_Ed Subject: Keith Makes a Bet Part 1 gay/high school; athletics; adult-youth Keith makes a bet. Part 1 Keith was one of my football players, a running back and linebacker on the high school team where I coached. Our team had a great season but it has been over for a while. Keith was one of our graduating seniors and was always showing leadership on the field and off. He especially showed leadership in the weight room, encouraging the younger players in following a healthy diet, habits and sound foundational muscle building weight lifting techniques. At 5' 11" and 170 lbs. he was a good size for high school but unless he gained weight or hit a late growth spurt, he probably wasn't playing for anyone after high school. He was well built and a handsome, black haired young man at 18 and received a lot of attention from the girls in the school. Watching him lift and coach other players as well as encourage them was always pleasant for me. I really wanted him to succeed. One Friday evening, I noticed Keith working really hard in the weight room. He always worked hard but that day he was pushing it. His t-shirt was bulging at the shoulders and chest, as it usually does, but his gym shorts were bulging as well. That wasn't an area that he had any trouble with usually. It probably wasn't noticeable to the straight members of the team, but I didn't fit that category. His crotch was bulging a lot more than usual. I assumed he had a hot date, and wanted a pumped-up chest and arms to impress his date. It was a pattern I had seen with my men in the weight room over the years. Most of the weight lifters were gone (not unusual for a Friday night, it usually cleared out quickly), when I walked over to spot him on a couple of lifts. As he was lifting, the last student (beside Keith) said good bye and left. When Keith finished the lift, I asked him, "Who's the hot date with?" He blushed, "I'm taking Donna out!" "She's cute, pardon me for asking, but do you have protection?" "Oh crap, I forgot to buy some on the way in this morning. I was thinking about the bet I have with Tony. "Bet?" I asked. He looked up and his eyebrows had jumped up in shock. I realized he hadn't meant to share that. "Can I ask you to keep it secret?", he asked. "Of course, I've been your coach for almost 4 years!" I replied. "I bet Tony, that I could go longer than he could without jerking off. It's been tough this week, but I'm really hoping that Donna will take care of things for me. It's been 4 days and I'm super horny. I've been waking up super hard for the last 3 days." "That explains something, "I stated. "What's that, Coach?" "It explains why you are lifting like a crazy person for one, trying to get more blood to your muscles and away from your crotch. And secondly, it explains why your package is inflated," I answered with a small smirk. Keith blushed again, "Yeah, the deal is we can't have help from anyone that we have had sex with before. So, I'm counting on Donna to get me off with either a hand job or a blowjob, sex isn't out of the question, but I don't have a place for that. But, whatever, Coach, I have to win this bet, I have to!" " OK, you told me the wager, what are the stakes?" Keith blushed even deeper. He mumbled something. "Keith, it's ok, you're 18, so to make the wager something you would be worried about, I'm gonna assume that it's sexual in nature. And since you aren't gay, I would guess that the loser has to suck the winner. And you thought that winning would be easy." Keith looked up in surprise, "Who told you, Coach?" "I've coached a long time and have a lot of experience answering embarrassing questions. Anyway, I can help you out. I just decided that I'm gonna go see a movie tonight and you can use my guest bedroom if you want. I'll set the front door lock to open with your last 4 digits of your house number, which I have on my phone. I just need time to straighten up the guest bedroom and put some condoms and lube in it; it already has clean sheets. You can text me when you guys leave. Don't make a mess. Or if you do, just strip the sheets when you are done." "Oh my god, Coach. That's great! Thank you so much!" "Glad to help you out. And I have no intention of letting you lose this bet. You would never hear the end of it from Tony. I'm sure he would come up with some way to video you paying off the bet if you lose. Dude, he isn't as honorable as you are," I answered. "Coach, I've never lied or welched on a bet and I won't ruin that even if I have to suck him off," Keith answered. We cleaned up the weight room, lock the weights in place, and head for the showers. The coach's showers were broken years ago and have never been repaired, so it was normal for the after-school coaches to shower with their athletes. We both reached the showers at the same time and Keith is very full, almost fully hard. I look at my athlete's crotch and have almost the same reaction. "Sorry Keith, uh all this talk about blowjobs, etc. got me a little excited," I lied. The truth was it was the view of Keith's hard johnson had me pumped up. "No problem, Coach. It is a normal reaction. Me being so horny is why this date has to work out and I really appreciate you making your guest bedroom available. You're awesome!" I smiled at the compliment and tried to get my cock not to fully inflate. We both shower thoroughly and quickly and our johnsons have settled down a bit. At least, enough to let us get dressed, although both of us were walking with inflated bulges. We both noticed the other's larger than usual package and smirked at each other as we left the locker room to the parking lot. At that point, Keith's phone buzzed with a text message. "Oh fuck! Donna's sick and her parents have her on quarantine in case it's the covid or the RSV virus," Keith looked like he was gonna cry. "I won't get through another night without a wet dream. I hate my life! Fuck, Fuck, Fuck Coach! I'm gonna lose the bet to Tony!" He started to get into his car to drive off but I was worried about him driving and doing something stupid while he was so upset. I stood in the way of his door closing. "Keith, wait a minute! Can't you get anyone else? There has to be someone that can help you out." "Coach, the rules of the wager are no masturbating or self-rubbing, a wet dream counts as a loss and any sexual help has to be from someone at the school that we haven't had sex with before. I've asked all the girls I know or want. I kinda don't trust the others. I wanna win the bet, but I don't want to get a disease, some of them are pretty skanky." "OK, I have some ideas, lets grab some food and head over to my house. We can still pull this off" I was thinking fast on my feet. "I don't see how Coach, but I'm in it to win it. I will do anything." The two of us grab some food and end up at my house. We finish eating and then we review the terms of the bet: 1) No masturbating, no self-rubbing and no wet dreams. 2) Sexual help can be had from anyone at the school and had to be someone new, sexually. "Hmmm Keith? You are trying to win a blowjob from Tony, right? Or just avoid giving him one?" "Yeah Coach, I'm really trying to win it so I can shut him up and at the same time, losing is not an option. Tony would paint me as a faggot to the entire school." "Well, if you have eliminated all of the females that you approve of at the school, that leaves the guys. What if one of them gave you a blowjob?" "Coach, I don't know any gay guys that I'd want to suck on my cock. And I've never fooled around with a guy before." "Well, I know one guy in particular that would probably be willing to help. But you would have to give me your word to not out him in anyway. I know you've never broken your word, and he would trust you if I say so. I also know he wouldn't out you as the person that he sucked." Keith's eyes bulged in shock. "I never considered a guy helping me out. Which is stupid since the wager is to have a guy suck me off. I guess this is classic `out of the box' thinking." "More like `out of the closet' thinking," Coach replied. "You sure about this guy, Coach? I mean, he's clean and all?" "Yeah, he's clean. I'm really close to him so I know that for sure. If you don't want to know who he is, I can promise you he is at the school every day and we can blindfold you," I said. "I appreciate that, but I need to be able to say I know the person is from the school in order to win the bet. And Coach, I may need his services for more than one time. Until Tony decides he wants to go back to his girlfriend." "I'm pretty sure he finds you extremely attractive, you could count on a blow job every day, if necessary," I said. "Wow, that sounds like a win-win. I win the bet and get a blow job every day if I want it?" Keith asked. "The more I think about it, the better it sounds" "So, does it really sound like a good idea? Or are you just so horny that anyone sounds good?" "No Coach, I still don't want the skanks from our school so I still have some standards. I'm just flexing them in a way I didn't think of before. So how do you want to do this? We wait here until he shows or I can wait upstairs nude until he shows? What do I have to do?" "Let's go upstairs and I can show you the room and you can get undressed." We walk upstairs and I show Keith the spare bedroom. I bring in a basket with condoms and lube in it and then clear off a couple of boxes from the bed. "Coach, If I'm getting a blowjob, we don't need the lube, right?" "Actually, a little lube on your cock is often a good idea, it will reduce the friction of your cock on his lips and this brand is tasteless. We can let your helper decide. You can get undressed and lay down on top of the bed, put all of your clothes on the chair here." Keith starts getting undressed immediately, taking off his shirt over his head and exposing his large muscled chest, broad shoulders and arms, a slight treasure trail from his navel points toward his crotch the rest of his upper body is hairless with the exception of his teenage beard (showing even though he had shaved that day), his arm pits and of course his head. His chest is developed enough that his quarter-sized nipples stick out even before they get excited. "Uh Keith, this guy really likes to kiss and swap spit, that gonna be a problem? I asked. "Swap spit? Isn't that just another word for kissing?" "Well, he takes it a step further. He tells me he likes his sperm donor to spit in his mouth before he starts sucking. I can try to talk him out of that if that freaks you out," I explained. "No, it's kinda hot in a weird way. I'm down with it if he is gonna suck me off. Making out is absolutely fine, although I've never kissed a guy before. But Coach, tell him he can ask me for anything, I appreciate this so much." "Ok, let's do this. Get undressed and give me your phone. I can take a nude pic of you on your phone and the geo location feature will prove it was at my house. I can swear that the person was from the school if it comes to that." "Great idea, Coach!" Keith removed his pants and underwear, handed me his phone. I knelt down to emphasize Keith's chest and crotch with a slight upward angle, then I centered my athlete in the picture and inwardly drooled at Keith's almost hard cock, as well as his thick curly pubic hair as black as the hair on his head. "You can make that image private or hide it in an email somewhere while I go down stairs and wait for your cocksucker to arrive. He's pretty close and lives in the neighborhood so he should be here in no time." "Thanks Coach," he answered. "Damn you should go into photography; I look really good in this. I guess the lifting today has me pumped up." "Yeah, you do." I replied before going down stairs. I went downstairs and helped myself to a shot of vodka for some Dutch courage. There was no sense in postponing things. Keith was upstairs nude, waiting for someone to give him a blowjob. After swallowing the shot, I braced myself, decided to slam the front door, just to convince Keith that his cocksucker was here. I walked back upstairs. "Hey Keith? Uh your cocksucker is here," I announced as I walked into the room. Keith was totally nude, lying on the bed. His face a little flushed. His chest was pumped and nipples erect in excitement. His 6-inch penis was totally erect, nicely thick, veins showing and his purple mushroom helmet was flat against his abs, his ballsac a slightly darker color pulled up tight against his groin. "Awesome! I heard the door. Tell him to come in, I'm anxious to meet him!" Keith said. "Yeah, about that. You remember promising to keep his secret?" "Of course, Coach! "Well, uh, it turns out, uh, that it's me. I'm your cocksucker. I've wanted you for a long time and if this helps you out of a jam, I'd like to do it." Keith was in shock, at first, at the idea that his coach wanted to and probably was going to suck his cock and was willing to suck his cock repeatedly until he could escape this stupid bet. "Coach, I'm shocked. I'm shocked that you would even consider having oral sex with me." "Keith, I just wanted to help you out..." I started to explain. "I'm not finished, "Keith interrupted. "I'm shocked that you would consider having oral sex with me and not be nude. Don't you think you should be undressed, Coach?" He asked smiling. I stood there and stared. Keith got up and started pulling off my clothing. "So, my cocksucker lives in the neighborhood, huh? He can be here pretty quickly, huh? And you are pretty close to him?" Keith teased as he helped me get undressed. "So, the discussion before the shower today about the bet made you almost fully erect, not that sight of my own hard cock? Coach, I know you. You are willing to do anything for me or my teammates and l am really grateful. Now come here and open your mouth." I followed my athlete's orders, walked over to him until our hard cocks touched and opened my mouth. Keith then gathered some spit and spit in my mouth. I moaned and shuddered in pleasure of what was to come. We then kissed deeply. "Now that I hydrated your mouth, how about you use it on me?" Keith asked. "Keith, may I suck your cock, pleasure you with my mouth and swallow your load?" I asked formally. "Please do Coach. I've never had anyone swallow my load before. But why so formal?" Keith asked. "It's a good habit to be in. Making sure that your partner still wants what you think he wants. I learned it in college and pretty much do this every first time I'm with someone. It gives them a chance to back out." "OK, Coach. Anything else I should know?" he asked. "Just enjoy it. You can put your hands on the back of my head and push down lightly if you want. And a warning before you bust is polite," I answered. With that said, I moved us to sitting on the bed and kissed some more, fondling Keith's smooth muscular chest. As Keith moaned, my fingers wandered down the chest and abs and touched his manhood's helmet. I reached over and grabbed the silicon lube and sparingly spread it on Keith's cock. A gentle tracing of his helmet and Keith's hard straight shaft created more moans. I then fondled his shaft and started tracing circles on Keith's testicles. Keith moaned louder. Keith placed his hand on my head and gently pushed me down to his junk. I was pleased to feel this expressed desire; it reinforced what Keith had said. He really wanted release and oral sex, and he trusted me to swallow his load. I let my head travel down to Keith's pubic region and started sucking without any further hesitation. I knew that Keith hadn't cum in 4 days and was probably carrying a huge load. My lips started sliding up and down his shaft, just barely touching at first, then going a little bit deeper each time I went down on him, and faster. I started fondling Keith's balls as I used only my mouth on his manhood. My tongue was circling Keith's cockhead every time my lips moved up on his cock. My spit was running down the side of Keith's cock and around his balls. Keith moaned again and pushed my head down on his erect cock. I knew it wouldn't be long. "Fuck Coach, I'm cuming, OMG I'm cuming so hard." I tried to keep up with the streams of this athlete's load, I swallowed most of it, but a dribble or two escaped from my mouth and ran down my cheeks and chin as my mouth was pummeled sexually. Five hard streams shot into my mouth and then a number of smaller ones. I was swallowing as fast as I could. Keith held my head in place until he stopped cuming, then collapsed back in bed, exhausted and very satisfied at the release of a large amount of sexual tension. His hands stroked my hair in appreciation of what I had done for him. I drained Keith's cock with my lips and pulled off of him. I looked up at Keith, hoping that he was still ok with all of this. "Come here, Coach!" He demanded. I lifted himself up to lie next to Keith. Keith kissed me deeply to say thank you and to taste his load in his coach's mouth. "I've never tasted my cum in someone's mouth before. It's definitely hot, tasting it in your mouth and knowing you swallowed my load. I can't say thank you enough, Coach!" "Well, there was plenty to leave behind a taste, and you are welcome." I answered. "Did you like that, Coach?" "Yeah, I did. I love swallowing a load and that one was huge. Plus, you are really attractive and I've wanted you for years now, but couldn't do anything because of your age. You are of legal age now, but if anyone finds out I'd get fired because I'm still your coach, until you graduate in a couple of weeks." "They won't find out from me, Coach. Although I'd want to brag about having the best cocksucker in the state." A big thank you to those of you that took the time to say what they appreciated about the earlier stories I've posted here on Nifty. Constructive comments are appreciated at Smiling_Ed@proton.me. Another big thank you to our host here at Nifty. If you have enjoyed this story or any of the others here, I encourage you to donate whatever you can. (Use this link https://donate.nifty.org/)