Date: Wed, 12 Feb 2014 20:54:09 -0700 From: Brian Subject: Reluctant Coach 6 Reluctant Coach Disclaimer: This story is fiction. It deals with interaction between men and teens including oral and anal. Any person under 18, or anyone living in a state or province where reading these stories is illegal should leave this site now. Adult gay content. Chapter 6 "When you visit Quantico, we will have the rest of Captain Edwards's effects for you or we can have them delivered here." The Commandant said. I think we will pick them up." When we got to the hotel the Marine got out and held the door for us and even saluted. WE walked across the lobby and straight into an elevator. Sam never spoke the whole time. Once inside our suite, he carefully lay down the flag. I handed him the small leather-bound case the General had given me. Sam carefully removed the Silver Star and placed in the case. Then removed his jacket and tie. I had already removed mine and sat down. "Damn I hate ties. They are so restricting." He said. "Might have to get used to it Sam. Most boys schools have a uniform code that usually includes ties." "Shit, really." HE walked over and sat in my lap. "I think my Dad heard me and I think he was glad I had found you Gary." "I'm very happy to hear that Sam. You have me now forever." "Yeah, that's the best part." WE had missed lunch and I was about to ask him if he was hungry when his stomach growled. "Sounds like you got a hungry monster in there Sam." I laughed. "Yup and you better get lunch or I'm going to need you to fill me up." "Well how about lunch and we'll have each other for desert." "Mmm, that would be nice." I ordered lunch and a half dozen cold beer. Sam didn't like hard liquor and if he wanted a beer he could have one. We sat on the balcony and ate our lunch. After finishing lunch we ended up in bed. Sam was almost like an animal in heat as he went after my cock. He also stopped once in a while to suck on my balls or run his tongue over my butt. He was driving me crazy and I had a hard time keeping his cock in my mouth sometimes. He could swallow almost 2/3rds of my cock. He had told me once he was going to get it all in eventually and I believed him. I idly wondered how big Sam would get. I had no idea how big his Father was so had no inkling. Not that it mattered to me. I loved him the way he was. After almost two hours, where we both got off twice we cuddled and had a nap. After a quick shower we dressed in board shorts and ordered dinner. We just sat and cuddled as the sun went down. Sleep was the order of the day after that. WE slept in each others arms. In the morning after breakfast I asked Sam what he wanted to do. "Can we look around Washington?" Well one day is never enough to see all there is, so we spent two days. There was a lot more to see but on our fourth day in Washington Sam said he wanted to go to Quantico. Not knowing exactly what Marines had laid on for us to see, we dressed in bikini underwear and jeans and t-shirts. I checked the map and then drove out to Quantico Virginia. I drove up to the gate and stopped. An armed Marine walked to my window. "Can I help you Sir?" "I'm Gary Garrison and this is Sam Edwards. WE were told you were expecting us." "Yes Sir. Would you please park over in the visitor parking. Some one will be here for you shortly." We did as the guard said and got out to wait. You couldn't see much of anything where we were waiting. We watched a Humvee come speeding up the road. It did quick U-turn and stopped beside us. A big Marine got out and walked around to us. "Mr. Garrison, Mr. Edwards, I'll be your guide today." He opened the door and Sam got in front seat of the Humvee, I climbed in back. "What would you like to see first Sir?" "Can I get a haircut like yours?" "You sure can Sir." "Quantico is the main Marine Corp base here in Washington. We share it with the FBI Academy and the Secret Service Training Center. WE have another smaller base at Andrews Air force base." The Gunnery Sergeant said. "What do the Marines do in Washington?" Sam asked. "Well sir we are the visible and not so visible guards to the President. You will see us at the White House, but might not see all the others that are actually there. We also supple air assets to move the President. When necessary we also deploy to anywhere in the world that the President wants to send us." "Must keep you busy." "Sometimes very busy Sir." We pulled up to a white washed brick building and got out. We walked inside and down a hall, then into a barber shop. "Special Guest of the Base. He wants a regulation haircut Corporal." The corporal directed Sam into a chair. "How about you Sir? Do you want a trim?" He asked me. I do normally keep my hair real short, but hadn't had a cut for a while. "Sure." Less than five minutes later, Sam ran his hand over his head. "Wow! This is nice. Even good for diving Gary." "Looks good on you Sam." "You too." He giggled. While Sam and I were talking another Marine walked in the barber shop. "Damn I thought I saw a ghost. You just have to be Trent Edwards Son." "Yes Sir." Sam said. "I am very honored to meet you Son. Your Father was a very fine Officer and Marine. Gunny, I think the Marine Corp can spare a uniform for Captain Trent Edwards Son." "Aye aye Sir." We walked out of the building and then down a few doors, entering one that said. "BASE SUPPLY" Very quickly Sam was outfitted in a marine camo uniform. As we were leaving the same man we had seen in the Barber Shop stopped us. "These were your Fathers Son. I think he would be very proud that you wore them now." He pinned Captain Bars on Sam. "Thank you Sir." Sam said almost in tears. "Complete tour Gunny." It wasn't a whirl wind tour. WE went every where and did everything a Marine might do. Sam even got to fire on the range and climb inside an M1 Tank. WE stopped for lunch in the main mess hall. Sam got a lot of looks from Marines but all were courteous with him. About three in the afternoon we stopped at the Headquarters Building. We were ushered inside and down to the Base Commanders Office. A very ordinary box was sitting on the Commanders desk. "This contains all your Fathers effects Son. All his decorations and awards are in there plus several pictures and letters. Your Father was a very good Marine and Officer. You are now part of our Family too Son. If you ever need anything all you need do is ask." "Thank you Sir." I took the box and we were escorted back to my truck. When we got back to the hotel, Sam very carefully put the flag and Silver Star in the box. "I'll look at everything when we get home Gary." We left the next day and on the Interstate were home in two days. The first letter we opened was addressed to Sam. It confirmed his admission to the Townsend Academy. It also listed everything he would need including his uniform. It said he had to register no later than the 21st of August for the next school year. We had a lot to do in the next two weeks. We would need to leave by the fifteenth to be there by the 21st. We packed everything and I rented a big U-haul Trailer. Most of my furniture was twenty years old so it would go to charity. I kept my almost new bedroom suite, my Fathers old desk and my Mothers Dinning suite. A few of my old friends helped us load the trailer. I left the king size bed for last. It was all there was in the house the last night. My lawyer would handle the sale of the house and we already had two bids. Both close to 400 grand. Not bad for a house I had paid only 54 grand for twenty years before. The lawsuit was set to go to trial in January the next year. If she went to court, both Sam and I would need to fly back for the trial. Sam still wanted me to put my cock inside him, but I talked him into waiting until we were in our new home in California. I promised it would be first thing we did when we were settle in our new home. He wasn't happy, but agreed. After loading the box spring and mattress, we walked through the empty house. I was leaving a lot of fond memories behind. Also some bad ones. Sam and I were starting a new Chapter in our life. A new State, a new school and a new house. Sam knew how I felt and kept a firm hold on me as we walked through the empty house. I locked the front door for the last time. Dropped the keys in the mailbox. I never looked back as I drove out our driveway. We could have driven to California in three days, but pulling that big trailer behind my twenty year old truck was hard on it so we took our time. We had lots of time, almost ten days. Sam hadn't read the other letter I had received from the Academy. That was going to be my surprise to him. Five days after leaving Garden City Ohio, we arrived in Townsend California. Townsend had two primary industries, brick, which was shown in a lot of the buildings and timber. I kind of thought that it was a strange place for a boys academy until I found out its history. The main building of the Academy had once been the home of a Timber Baron. It had been built at the turn of the last Century. It was used as a home right up until the start of WW 2. Then the army had taken it over. They built the three dormitory style buildings as space for troops. They also built a huge classroom building and administration area with a medical clinic and stores. An outer building had been an armory. They also built a big drill hall. Five houses were built as officer accommodations. All the buildings were inside a large perimeter surrounded by a high brick wall. It even had a gate house. After WW2 the army moved out and the whole place was empty for almost 15 years. An Oil Magnate had seen it one day and bought it outright. He then spent almost 5 million dollars to completely refurbish the buildings. He tore down the two outer buildings and built extensions on the main house for classrooms and infirmary, along with a tailor shop. The old Armory was turned into a storage for outdoor sporting equipment. HE added a central heating building to supple heat and water to all the buildings. The old manor house and all the buildings became the Townsend Academy for boys. A very exclusive and very expensive boys only school. That was what we saw as we drove in the gate. There was one building that was not visible when we drove in. It was a very modern recreation center. The Academy had a Swim Team, Dive Team and a water polo team. It was also used for recreational swimming by students and staff. We left my truck and walked to the main building. Inside was also the trophy room for the school and Sam looked at all the trophies and medals that the school had won over the years. His eyes got bigger when he saw the diving trophies. We walked to the Dean's office. Inside a very old lady sat at a desk. I found out later she was one of two of the only women at the Academy. The other was a registered nurse in the infirmary. "Can I help you?" She said. "I'm Gary Garrison and this is Sam Edwards. He's here to register." "Very good. I'll see if the Dean can see you now." He talked on a phone for a minute. "The Dean will see you. Go right in." When we walked in the Dean came around a large desk. "Very good to meet you Mr. Garrison and you must be Mr. Edwards." He said to Sam. "Before you ask, we all use Surnames here. You can use boys first names in the dorms or in your free time, but in class time it is always last names beginning with Mister." Okay Sir." Sam said. "Good, now I need a couple of signatures and then I'll give you a tour." I signed as Sam's guardian and Sam signed his registration form. The Dean handed him a thick handbook. "In there are all the rules and regulations Mr. Edwards." The dean gave us a complete tour. Sam only looked sad when he was shown the dorm rooms, although they were very well equipped. Each student had his own bed and wardrobe. Between the beds were two desks, each with a flat screen monitor, keyboard and mouse. A printer sat between the two desks. "There is no internet or email in the rooms. That is only available in the computer classroom." The last building we headed for was the new Recreation Center. The name of the building was. Captain Trent Edwards Memorial Recreation Center. Name for Captain Trnt Edwards USMC, Silver Star. He died in Iraq defending our freedom. Semper Fi. "What's Semper Fi mean? Sam asked. "Semper Fidelis, Always Faithful, That's the Marine Corp Motto." Inside the Center was very modern center. Boards, three meter and ten meter platforms. Separate pools for swimming and recreation. A hot tube, sauna and Steam room. There was also a very well equipped Gym to work out in. "This is real nice Gary." "It sure is. You should be able to become a real good diver here." "Yeah, but I won't have you for a coach." The Dean looked surprised when Sam said that. After leaving the Recreation center we walked a long a path that led to the faculty houses. "The big house on the end is where I live and the only other house occupied is the second one. The History Teacher lives there." He walked up to the last in line. He used a very old key to open the door. We walked into a large living room, furnished with deep leather chairs and couches. A large fireplace dominated one wall. Hardwood floors were covered in area carpets. The kitchen had very modern appliances and it was connected to a large dining room. Near the back of the house were double doors leading into a Den Library. There were even a lot books on the shelves. Floor to ceiling windows looked out onto a deck and a huge back yard. There was a half bath off the Den. Upstairs were two almost identical bedrooms. One had a fire place. Both had walk in closets and both were connected to a bath and shower. Both rooms were also carpeted. We headed back downstairs. "Well what do you think Mr. Garrison? Think you might like this for you and Sam?" Oh, oh! Cats out of the bag.