Date: Wed, 28 Apr 2004 17:23:58 -0400
From: C Williams <me2_55@hotmail.com>
Subject: Coach Bob's Ball Handling

Coach Bob's Ball Handling

By C

Comments: me2_55@hotmail.com

Includes: M/M, WS, anal, bondage


	Coach Bob was a nice enough guy, about 35, white, long torso with
nice pecs, and a tight ass. Not to mention a 12-inch un-circumcised cock
that looked like a baseball bat when he walked around in those coaching
shorts. He didn't have much in the way of facial or head hair, which was
good because it made him look sort of pretty, and it gave the girls and the
boys something to salivate over.

	Coach Bob was married, but his wife Harriet came from a strict
background and was not any fun in bed, nor did she really want Bob to fuck
her or sexually touch her, unless they were trying to have a kid.

	Bob was the coach for the Jr. High School in town, teaching gym,
gymnastics, and heading up the basketball team, while his assistant, Coach
Tim, was the coach for the football team.

	Of course, coaching at the Jr. High level was not a money- making
prospect, but it did have its benefits. Coach Bob could look at all the
young pussy he wanted to, and better still, he could handle all the boy
balls he desired. That is where the real benefits were you see; Coach Bob
loved boy balls.

	I had just started at Jr. High School and was a little apprehensive
about the unknown. I had heard you had to go to several classes instead of
one; you had to undress, shower and re-dress in front of other people. I
really didn't like the sound of it. That is until I saw what Coach Bob must
have seen over the years.

	Coach Bob didn't waste any time the first day. Of course, there was
no doubt an ulterior motive, but who was I to second guess the coach. Coach
had us remove our clothes and dress out in our gym shorts if we had them.
Those that didn't had to undress and wear just their underwear because we
would stay inside the gym for today.

	Now I had seen my older brothers short cocks (5 & 6 inches
comparatively; one with more girth than the other), and I had seen my
sisters tits, ass and occasional glimpse of pussy, but nothing, no nothing
prepared me for what I would see today.

	As I began to undress with boys I only knew from afar, some lived
in my neighborhood but most didn't, I really began to see some cute asses
and could only imagine what their underwear hid from my view. I had pulled
off my jeans and my underwear because I wanted relatively clean underwear
on when I went to class after gym. I had gym for 4th period, but that leave
two periods until the end of the day. God forbid that you would stink in
front of girls or a female teacher.

	When I pulled my underwear down I looked over at the others that
were changing into gym clothes and saw some that were doing the same as I;
removing their underwear. I saw long cocks, skinny cocks, hairy cocks, cut
and uncut cocks, fat cocks, and puny cocks. But when I looked across the
room at Coach Bob, I saw a humongous cock in his shorts. It was a walking
baseball bat. Now my stepfather had a big cock, especially for a short man,
but this thing looked like it belonged to a donkey. As I said earlier, I
believe it was at least 12 inches long, and probably 6" inches around. And
his nut sack was huge from the looks of his shorts.

	Of course Coach Bob caught me staring and he waved me over once I
had gotten my gym shorts on. He said, "Mike, what are you staring at?" I
stammered, "Coach, I ------ don't ------don't know." He said, "Yes you do
Mike. What is it?" I said, "Well, Coach, it is just that I have never seen
so many wieners at one time, and I definitely have never seen anything as
big as what you have hiding in your shorts, sir."

	"So you noticed Mike?" "Yes sir, I couldn't help it."

	"O.K. Mike, you can go back, and rest assured you will see a lot
more of the wieners before the year is out." As I turned to go, he said,
"But Mike, we call them cocks or dicks, not wieners." "Yes sir", I said.

	There were two or three boys that I was immediately attracted to,
both of them short and smooth or soft, not hairy or real manly. I was
attracted to them because I was tall and gangly, (actually skinny as a
board), with little cock hair because at the time, my hair was almost all
blonde, therefore my cock hair was real light.

	One boy had dark features with brown eyes, the other light features
with blue eyes. They were both about 5'2" or 5'3" and I was already
approaching 6'0". One boy, Shawn, the dark-haired one, had beautiful
eyebrows that I loved, and a gorgeous ass, almost bronze.

	Ricky, the other boy, was blonde, with cute dimples, both on his
face and on his butt. His eyes were enough to make pre-cum drip from your
dick. And he had sweet, luscious looking lips, something you would see on a
tender young girl.

	Those two boys immediately became my desire, and I set out to get
to know them and become friends.

	It seems that we all were magnetized to each other and that we were
destined to be close. We found out that we lived in the same neighborhood,
but not on the same block. Even better still, Coach Bob lived in our
neighborhood. What a thrill!!!!

	Coach Bob mainly talked to us that first part of gym glass, talking
about fair play, rules of discipline, and general hygiene. The second part
of class he allowed us to play basketball on the court. As my luck would
have it, Shawn and Ricky were on my team.

	We played hard and we all got good and sweaty, drenching sweat down
our chests, on our faces, and especially around our crotches, when the
coach blew the whistle for shower time.

	Our shower could hold about 30 guys and there were only 25 of us in
our class so we all had room to have an individual showerhead. However,
getting to the shower room you had to go through a small door opening which
caused you to rub against another cock, ass or hand.

	When we all got settled into the shower, soaping our sweaty bodies,
and yanking our cocks without being too obvious, we all about dropped our
jaws when we saw Coach Bob enter the shower naked.

	I said earlier that I thought Coach Bob was built like a donkey; I
take that back, it was a damn Anaconda. That sucker was huge. The cock-head
looked to be about the size of my thigh. All of us boys were mesmerized. We
started choking, swallowing, and otherwise just downright salivating at the
sight of that dick.

	As coach saw our expressions he began to walk from one to the
other, rubbing his big cock on our tiny asses. On those that he seemed to
really desire, you could see his cock really stiffen, and he would stop and
whisper in our ears, sticking his tongue in, and occasionally reaching
around for our little cocks to give them a feel.

	I don't know how it happened or why, but Coach Bob came up to me,
Shawn and Ricky, tonguing our ears, and feeling our cocks, and said in a
whisper to each of us, "be in my office after class until I release you."

	We each came over to each other then, admiring each other, rubbing
up against each other, but mostly talking about what the coach had said to
us. We thought we had really screwed up, but we didn't know when or how.

	We weren't scared but we sure were anxious. We knew the coach could
give us a pass for our next class, we just didn't know what we did or why
we were being kept over.

	When everyone else had left the gym, we entered the coaches office,
me first and Shawn and Ricky to follow.

	Now mind you, we have already redressed after our shower. As we
came in the door, Coach said, "Mike, Shawn, Ricky, undress!" So we each
began to remove our clothes, shaking in anticipation of what was to
come. Because there was one thing for sure, we didn't know what was to come
or cum.

	After we had undressed, coach came over and gently began massaging
my cock, starting with my balls first. Then he reached over to Ricky
standing next to me and began doing the same with his other hand. He told
Shawn, "get down on your knees and suck their cocks!"

	"But uh-----but uh coach", "I've never done that before" said
Shawn. "Well now is your first time boy!" said coach.

	I suspect that Shawn wasn't quite telling the truth. You see he had
other brothers, younger and older, and the way he took our cocks in hand
and put them in his mouth, makes me believe he knew more than he was
saying.

	Shawn began to suck, lick, fondle and otherwise just goober up our
cocks. I knew it would not take me long to come as I was only 12 (young for
my class) and I had never had anyone suck my cock but I had jerked off. I
mean my brother had rubbed his cock in my ass crack some but never sucked
me or fucked me in the hole.

	As Shawn was sucking my cock I reached over to fondle Ricky. I
found coaches hand there also. Before you know it, Ricky had cum all over
mine and the coach's hand. He told Shawn, "Clean off my hand, his hand, and
Ricky's cock." Shawn acted like he was going to get up and get a rag but
coach gently guided him back toward Ricky and said, "With your mouth
fuckwad!"

	Shawn cleaned us up. I didn't get the cum I expected, nor did Shawn
or the coach, but I knew the coach wanted us to get on with things so it
wouldn't look too suspicious when we got to our next class late.

	He said, "Boys, you will be my assistants; you will do as I tell
you, in class or out, and you will help me to maintain discipline among the
other boys and occasionally girls as the need may be. Understood?"

	"Yes coach", we all replied.

	"Alright, you are finished for the day with me until we MEAT again
next Monday. Here is your excuse for your next class." "Have a good
weekend."

	We couldn't wait; not knowing what was in store next week but also,
knowing now that we lived in the same neighborhood and could experience
each other's peters, and talk about that snake the coach called his cock.
Of course, when you are young, the weekend seems like it is so long; just
wait until you are older.

	All three of us rode home on the bus, taking turns telling each
other about what we would like to do to the coach and how we were going to
spend our weekend with each other.

	See you next week!