Date: Wed, 1 Jun 2022 16:17:38 +0000 (UTC)
From: Christopher Lawrence <bikerider1022@yahoo.com>
Subject: Hide And Go Seek - Part 3

Hide And Go Seek - Part 3

By Bikerider1022@yahoo.com

I was feeling great, on top of the world. Why not, I just lost my
virginity. Actually, I had just gotten fucked twice, by two different guys
and I was feeling like I needed to freshen up.  I had Vaseline and cum all
over my ass and legs. I was afraid anyone who saw me would know right away
that I had sex and I wanted to avoid any embarrassment.

I figured a quick shower in the gym locker room was in order before joining
my classmates for the rest of our senior week activities. That's why I was
heading towards the gymnasium. Sex in the janitor's closet while playing a
game of hide-and-go-seek during senior week at high school wasn't the
smartest idea in the world. But it wasn't planned, and it worked out
okay. In fact it worked out great. I had my first experience with sex; and
not just with anyone. I had sex with Jimmy McGovern, the co-captain of the
football team. It's true that Jimmy and I are not friends. He would call me
dweeb and say homophobic comments around me but he was hot.  Jimmy was
tall, muscular and good looking. For a high school boy he was a 10 and
every girl's (and gay boy's) fantasy. The fact that I was also Jimmy's
first made it every more special. When I think about it, I can still feel
Jimmy's cock going in and out of me filling us both with so much
pleasure. That thought just got my cock chubbed up a little.

Then there is Julio, the hot school janitor. His manliness and
aggressiveness were such a turn on. He was a man compared to the
inexperienced boy that Jimmy was. With Julio's sweet talk and gentle
persuasion I was more than willing to bend over and let him have his way
with me. He wants me to come visit him again. I don't know. Maybe I
will. Too bad I'm graduating this weekend. I might not have a chance. Just
thinking of Jimmy and Julio's cum swimming around together inside my ass
gave me a full-on erection.

Getting to the gym locker room, I found it completely empty. Great. I can
shower, clean up and then head over to the ballfield for the rest of the
day activities. I quickly undressed, grabbed a towel and headed for the
showers. It felt good standing under the warm spray of water. I washed my
legs, chest, face and hair. Then I took a large amount of soap from the
dispenser and began washing my ass and hole. After taking two loads of cum
today I wanted to make sure I was clean. I inserted a few fingers into my
hole and wiggled them around. I wanted to make sure I was clean, but it
also felt good. I was thinking of Jimmy and how wonderful his cock felt
going in and out of my hole, my cock began getting erect again.

Totally lost in my thoughts I didn't realize that someone was standing
behind me. "What the fuck is going on here?"

Completely startled, I turned around to see Coach Kincade standing there,
staring at me. He was wearing his "coach" uniform; sneakers, white athletic
socks up over his calves, dad shorts, football jersey and baseball cap with
our high school logo on it. He was also holding a paper bag with a bottle
inside. It took no imagination to realize Coach Kincade had a bottle of
booze in the bag.

Coach Kincade was the head coach for the football team but I also had to
put up with his macho bullshit during PE class. He was my PE instructor for
the past two years. He always favored the jocks and totally ignored the
kids who weren't. This was fine with me. He didn't care what I did during
PE class. Most of the time I would take a book, find a quiet spot in the
gym and read. That was my way of surviving high school gym class.

Coach Kincade was in his late 40's but was in still pretty good shape. Just
looking at him you can tell he was a former jock. The story was he was
drafted by an NFL team out of college but was cut during training
camp. Tough luck. At least he got drafted. He had a large barrel chest,
huge arms and tree trunk legs. I was most impressed with his biceps. You
can tell he worked out all the time. While Jimmy was very mature for his
age, he was still a boy, Coach Kincade had a man's body. At 6' 4" he struck
a very imposing figure, maybe even a little intimidating. At least I was
intimidated by him.

"Miller, get over here." I was a little surprise he even knew my name. I
quickly shut off the water and wrapped the towel around my waist trying to
hide my growing erection.

"All day long you kids have been in and out of here, hiding, carrying
on. I'm sick of it. What the fuck is this fucking hide-and-go-seek game
anyway? Such bullshit."

"Well, It's part of Senior week activities. It's a game." I tried to
explain.

"Shut the fuck up. I know it's a game. I'm just tired of it and you kids
interrupting me. I got no peace all day." Standing just a few feet in front
of Coach Kincade I could smell the alcohol on his breath. Naked, wet and
wrapped in a towel I was afraid to move.

"What the hell were you doing with your fingers up your ass Miller?"

"Just basic hygiene Coach. Just like you taught us in Health class. Keep
yourself clean."

"Well, it looked like more than that to me. I don't get you kids these
days. You are always fussing with yourself."

"Excuse me?" I was confused.

"I see you kids in the locker room, fussing about your appearance and how
you look. Even my football team. They spent more time in front of the
mirror then you do on the practice field. Everyone is putting on lotions
and hair gel, worrying about their clothes. Ridiculous. I tell you, the
boys these days are worse than the girls. I don't get it. Why can't boys
just be boys?"

Coach continued his rant.  "Take Jimmy McGovern for example." Jimmy! Now he
got my attention. "He's a real man, solid, reliable. He's the kind of kid
every dad wishes for. He's going to grow up to be a fine man. Yes indeed. "

If Coach only knew that Jimmy McGovern's cock was inside me, fucking my ass
a little over an hour ago he might change his opinion. At this point Coach
Kincade's speech was a bit slurred. Whatever was in that paper bag was
having an impact on his sobriety.

"You kids should look up to Jimmy. Take him as a role model on how to
behave and be a man. There is no one better than Jimmy."

"What, do you have a crush on him?" I don't know what possessed me to say
those words. Maybe it was events of the day catching up with me. Maybe it
was the end of the school year and I didn't give a fuck anymore. Whatever
it was, I knew it was a mistake as soon as I said it. Coach's eyes bulged
out and his face went completely white, them completely red.

"What the fuck did you just say to me Miller?"  Before I had a chance to
defend myself, Coach Kincade grabbed my wrist and whipped me around. He
dragged me to one of the benches in the locker room and sat down. Never
letting go of my wrist he forcefully pulled me down so I was lying across
his lap. This all happened so quickly I didn't even realize that the towel
wrapped around my waist had fallen off. I was now completely naked laying
across my high school Coach's lap, or should I say my inebriated Coach's
lap.  His right leg was pinning my legs down and his left hand was pressing
down against my back, just below my neck holding me down. I couldn't move.

"What did you say to me? What are you insinuating?" Coach bellowed. He
raised his right hand high in the air before bringing it down hard on my
naked exposed ass. Whack! He gave my ass a good smack.

What the fuck, I think to myself. Is Coach Kincade really spanking me? This
was a new experience. I had never been spanked before. Not by my parent,
not by anyone. I didn't know how to respond. Before I had a chance to react
the second spank landed on my ass. Whack! Then the third spank came, then
the fourth.

"This will teach you not to talk to me like that. Show some respect you
little faggot." Great, one of my teachers just used the F word toward
me. Typical for this high school and my small hometown. That just made me
more determined to leave as soon as I could.

The spanking hurt and my ass was stinging. I was both embarrassed and
humiliated. I'm sure if I could see, I would bet my ass cheeks were getting
nice and red. That being said, the spanking wasn't as bad as I thought it
would be. Coach being so much larger than me I wasn't able to get away. I
was pretty much locked in place. I was resigned to my fate and decided to
ride it out. I didn't have much choice. At this point Coach Kincade must
have applied 15 to 18 whacks to my ass. One thing I did notice was that
each subsequent spank was a little less intense than the prior one. Maybe
Coach was getting tired. His hand would rest on my ass for awhile before
rising again to land another slap on my ass. Whack!

Each smack on my ass propelled my naked crotch into Coach Kincade's
crotch. Somehow I found being held by a strong older man, who was touching
my ass while my naked cock rubbed against him was strangely erotic. Against
my will and better judgement I felt my cock begin to grow. My naked cock
was only separated by his naked cock by at best, only two layers of
fabric. This odd situation I found myself in was really turning me on. I
squirmed around a little trying to find a more comfortable position for my
semi-erect cock. Whack!

"Hold still boy. I'm not done teaching you a lesson." Whack!

Coach Kincade stopped spanking me for the moment but he didn't loosen his
hold on me. His right hand was now resting on my ass. Slowly he began
moving his hand around, rubbing my red spanked ass. It was then that I felt
movement in Coach Kincade's pants. Yes, that was definitely his cock
moving. Feeling his growing cock only got my cock to grow even more.

"You know Miller, you have a fine looking ass there. What do they call it,
a bubble butt? It's as pretty as a girl's ass." All the while he is rubbing
my ass all around and making it feel good.

"You like that, don't you boy?" I didn't answer. I didn't know what to
say. Another hard smack came down on my ass. This smack was probably the
hardest one yet. "I asked you a question boy. You liking this?"

"Yes Coach."

"I can tell." Coach Kincade said as he reached down between my legs and
grabbed my hard erect cock. "Yes indeed. Yes indeed. You're the kind of boy
that likes to play with other boys, aren't you?"

"Yes Coach."

"You've the kind of boy who likes to make other boys feel good, aren't
you?"

"Yes Coach." I was getting caught up in this weird seduction and I wanted
to see how far Coach was willing to go.

"Tell me Miller. What grade are you in?" I was still lying across Coach's
lap unable to get up. Pinned down, crotch to crotch.

"I'm graduating this weekend Coach. I'm done with high school."

"How old are you Miller?"

"I'm 18."

"Good, so if anything happens, I won't get in trouble. You're over 18 and
I'm no longer your teacher."

If anything happens? What did he mean "if anything happens"? Something
already is happening. I'm being held against my will, naked, lying across a
teachers lap while he spanked me. What more is going to happen?

Coach then loosened his hold on me, swung me up and around so I was sitting
upright on his lap. My hard seven-inch cock was sticking straight up but
Coach paid no attention to it.  His right arm wrapped around my knees
holding me on his lap while his left hand rubbed my back. My legs were
right on top of the huge bulge in his pants.

Staring me straight in the eye, Coach whispered. "You want to make Coach
feel good don't you?'

"Yes Coach, I do." At that point my teenage hormones were raging and all I
wanted to do was see Coach's cock, suck it and maybe get fucked again.

Coach separated his legs letting me know that he wanted me to drop down on
my knees in front of him. What a strange sight we must have made; a naked
18-year-old boy kneeling in front of his 40 something, fully clothed
Coach. I wondered if this scenario had played out before with Coach Kincade
and some other boy.  I just stared straight ahead fixated on the big bulge
tenting out his shorts.

Coach stood up, unsnapped his shorts as I watched them drop to his feet. He
then leaned forward pressing his black Calvin Kline boxer brief clad cock
against my lips. I inhaled Coach's scent. A musky, masculine scent that I
found intoxicating. My lips touched the tip of his cock as I began to suck
his brief covered manhood. What a day it's been. I started out this morning
a virgin. Now I've been fucked twice and I was about to suck my first
cock. I was excited. Another "first" to check off my list.

I put my hands on each side of Coach's hips and began to pull down on the
waistband of his boxer briefs. His enormous erection impeded my progress in
getting those briefs down but with one good pull his cock was free. It
jumped out and almost hit me in the face. Now I was staring straight at
Coach Kincade's enormous penis. It was just a few inches away from my
mouth. I wanted to suck it so badly, but I took a moment to look at it and
admire it. I estimated it to be about 6 and a half to 7 inches
long. However, It was much thicker around then either Jimmy or Julio's
cocks were. His cock also had a bigger mushroom head and had prominent
veins along the side.

"Come on boy, make Coach feel good."

With that, I took the plunge and put Coach's cockhead in my mouth. I
realize that I am a novice cocksucker, so I proceeded slowly. I wanted to
do a good job. I wanted Coach to enjoy his blowjob and I wanted to enjoy it
too. I sucked on this cockhead for a while and swirled my tongue around
it. Little by little I took a few more inches of his cock into my mouth
until I had at least 4 inches in there. The trouble was his cock was so
thick it hurt my jaw a bit.

"Attaboy." Coach said as he rubbed his hands through my hair. I liked
that. We were both enjoying the experience. "Don't forget about the balls
kid."

Okay, I thought. I hadn't considered the balls before but I guess that is
part of a blowjob. I reached up and cupped his testicles in my hand. The
sensation was wonderful. They felt soft yet firm at the same time. I licked
all around his balls, even underneath. The hair on his calls kind of got in
the way but I didn't mind. I was enjoying myself. I was feeling more and
more confident in my cock sucking abilities so I went back to his cock and
took as much of his shaft into my mouth as I could fit. From the moans and
groans coming from Coach Kincade I knew I was doing a good job.

"That's it, get my rod nice and wet. I have other plans for you today and
I'm sure you're going to love it."

Coach then put his hands under my armpits and lifted up. I stood up and my
hard cock was now level with Coach's mouth. He's not going to suck me off
now, is he? That would be great I though. No one's ever sucked me off. It
would be another first.

Unfortunately, no such luck. "Turn around." Coach demanded. I turned so my
ass was facing Coach. He started rubbing his hands over my ass again and
squeezing my ass cheeks hard. "You like that, don't you?"

"Yes Coach."

"It's such a pretty ass. As pretty as any girl's I've seen". Coach slapped
me on the ass and said "Why don't you get that ass into my office." With
his hand on my ass, he gave me a little push forward and I walked across
the locker room into his private office. Coach pulled up his shorts and
underwear and walked behind me into his office. Once inside he dropped his
shorts to the floor again, then closed and locked the office door. I just
stood there, naked, not knowing what to do. I sensed where things were
going but unsure how to react.

Coach put one hand on my shoulder and the other hand on the back of my neck
and pushed me down so I was bent over his desk. "Now stay just like
that. Don't move. I know what you want. You loved sucking on Coach's big
cock well I know you're going to love Coach's big cock inside your pussy
too."

While I laid there, nervous with anticipation for what was about to happen,
Coach went to his desk drawer and pulled out a container of lube. "You
always have to be prepared. You never know when the opportunity to get some
tail will come by. And you have a sweet tail there my boy. Now kiss Coach's
dick one last time and get it nice and wet before I shove it up your hole."
Coach came around in front of me and presented his big cock to me as if it
was a present. I eagerly took it and sucked on it as if my life depends on
it. "Not so fast there. You don't want Coach to cum too soon." I soon felt
Coach's lube covered fingers begin to probe my hole. First one, then two
fingers turning and twisting doing their best to open me up. "That should
do."

Coach pulled his cock out of my mouth and positioned himself behind me. I
felt his cock poke my ass once or twice and it sent a shiver up my
spine. The anticipation of getting fucked by Coach was driving me
crazy. Lining up his cockhead against my hole Coach pushed hard past my ass
ring and his cock was now inside me. I admit, it hurt and it hurt a
lot. Fortunately I was relaxed, and I figured getting fucked by Jimmy and
Julio earlier loosened me up enough to take Coach's much thicker cock
without too much trouble. It wasn't long before Coach was all the way
inside of me. I could feel his hairy balls pressed up against me.

Coach put both hands on my hips and began fucking me hard. This was ball
slapping, desk moving sex. No small quiet movements like when I was in the
small tight Janitor's closet. Here we had room to properly fuck and Coach
did just that. He fucked me like a wild man. He pounded me hard against the
desk. Ever stroke of his cock was long and deep and accompanied with a loud
grunt. His cock was hitting spots inside me that was flooding me with waves
of pleasure. It was a hot day anyway but Coach was really working up quite
a sweat. A few beads of sweat rolled off his forehead and landed on my
back. I was working up a sweat too. I was much more active with this fuck
then I was earlier in the closet. I moved my hips and body to keep in time
with Coach's thrusts and I squeezed my ass muscles to embrace Coach's
invading cock. Based on his groans, I think he really liked that.

Before long, I sensed that Coach was about to cum. His breathing was short
and heavy, and his grunts and groans were getting more intense. With one
final deep thrust inside of me, Coach momentarily froze. His body went
through a series of spasms and I knew he was filling me up with a load of
Coach spunk. Not just coach spunk, NFL draft level spunk. Just the thought
of that, caused my own cock to erupt in shot after shot of fresh cum,
covering my stomach and the desk. It was such a satisfying and rewarding
ejaculation.

After Coach Kincade finished cumming, he collapsed on top of me breathing
really heavy. I could feel his chest expanding and contracting above me. It
took a few minutes but Coach just stayed there, not moving, not saying a
word, with his hard cock still lodged inside my hole.

Eventually, I could feel his cock softening inside of me and he began
lifting himself up. There was a bit of a "pop" sound when his cockhead
finally exited my hole. I had a strange feeling of emptiness inside while
Coach's cum dribbled out of my asshole and down my ass crack.

Back on two feet, Coach wiped his cum and lube covered cock with his
tee-shirt, pulled up his shorts and boxer briefs and unlocked the door. He
walked out into the locker room while I laid on the desk slowly recovering
from what just happened. He was only gone a minute but when he returned, he
was carrying my clothes. He threw them down on the floor in front of me and
said, "Get yourself cleaned up and get out of here."

He grabbed his paper bag with the booze inside and took a long drink. He
turned toward the door to leave. "Not a word of this to anyone. You hear me
Miller?"

"Yes, Coach." I cleaned up as best I could, got dressed and headed toward
the ballfield for the Senior BBQ. The rest of the day I kept running the
events of the day through my head. I not only lost my virginity, I also got
fucked for the first time. Not just fucked, I got fucked by three different
guys, the co-captain of the football team, the Janitor and the football
coach. They were each different and each wonderful in their own way. It's a
day I'll never forget.

I did have some concern about Jimmy though. What do I say to him when I see
him again? How will he react to me? Will he be mad or happy to see me? I
don't know but I was anxious to find out.

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