Date: Fri, 22 Aug 2003 21:15:10 +1000
From: michael hines <hines@pnc.com.au>
Subject: Coaching 15 year old Peter

This story has not caused any problems for anyone, as it is a part of my
imagination. Nothing written here occurred. If you have a problem with
teenage/ man sex please leave. If this sort of thing is illegal in your
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and take care.


			COACHING 15 YEAR OLD PETER


Each week he bounded up my drive. His slender, tall body was in that
wonderful, post puberty, young adolescent stage. He had the curious,
adventurous love of anything new and often behaved like a lion cub almost
ready to leave his nest. I treasured his face, loving his wide eyes as they
pierced my face when we discussed anything that interested him. He was very
intelligent and so fucking handsome. His long blonde hair ran over his face
and down his neck. His lips were fleshy and his face was so rosy. He was
exciting and so full of boy-energy. Every time he entered my room he seemed
to fill it with his enthusiasm for life.

I was tutoring this beautiful 15-year old; he needed help with Math.
Nothing was more entrancing than spending time with this young teen. His
shirt was always out of his pants, his trousers around his bum. Small
droplets of sweat always dribbled down his fresh cheeks, as it was hot at
this time of the year. I loved his scent and couldn't take my eyes from his
solid crutch. I was sure that I could feel its heat each time he entered my
room. His clothes were always coated with boy-sweat and other smells from a
day in the sun at School and, I guessed, horseplay with his mates.

I was so frustrated teaching this boy as I had to wait all week to see
him. My cock shot loads each night as I tossed off wanting his scent, body
and cock, over me. His dick up me, mine up him.

His face was trapped in my head as each spurt of my cum raced up my cock
tube and spunked imagining him taking it. My body jumped as I thought about
the possibilities. I was completely taken. I drooled over him, wanting to
suck his penis, get between his legs, dribbling my mouth juices over his
young dick, licking every wrinkle of his balls, tonguing his arse-hole and
tasting his sweaty body. I wanted his pre-cum to prepare his boy-hole for
my dick. Shit, I was so full of fantasy. My cum soared each time I pulled.
I wanted this boy more than anything; he was so fucking hot.

I waited impatiently; he was due to arrive any minute.

The car delivered him. Peter raced up the drive, less cheerful than usual
as I opened the door. We settled around the kitchen table, his gangly legs
touched mine as we prepared to study. Something was different. His smell
was odd, more than his usual sweat.  My nostrils trapped the smell it was
the wonderful aroma of boy-cum. Fuck, he must have pulled himself off
recently. I was beside myself.

Peter's leg was against mine, his scent sending my prick to an immediate
hard-on. I forgot about the lesson and concentrated on the smell and
pressure that his leg was giving mine. I had a 15-year-old boy who would
turn any head, pushing against me and obviously cummy. I kept whiffing the
sperm, trying to focus on his face. I looked down as he adjusted his
fly. He was hard, so hard that I could see the outline of his cock head. I
was a mess. My cock dribbled and shot little drops as I tried to
concentrate. The moisture sprayed my tight trousers. I was shooting pre-cum
watching the kid's cock. He touched it some more trying to hide his
erection. As he did his leg pushed even harder against me. Peter looked up
and seemed distressed. His face blushed and his drop-dead body trembled as
he tried to control his teen emotions. I caught his drift and smiled as his
eyes studied mine.

"Can I ask you something?" He mumbled.

"Course you can, anything you want." I said.

"This is a bit personal and it's difficult. I don't know how to ask the
question. I have tried to think of what to say all afternoon. I've done
something most people think is wrong. I hope you don't hate me for it, my
Mum would, I don't know what you'll think, it's hard for me to tell you. I
want to but shit, you might want me to go and forget all about me."  Peter
stumbled. His eyes dropped and his body sagged. "I want to ask you but I
don't know how. You understand me better than anyone. I need to tell you
something. I need to talk about it, I don't know how to say it, I'm
scared."

"It's okay." I told him. "Fire away, nothing you can say will disturb me. I
deal with boys all day. In fact I'm seldom with adults. You know I'm a
teacher and my days are spent with teenage boys."

"I know, that's why I can say things to you, but this is different." He
paused looking sheepishly at me.

"I got fucked today and I loved it. Am I gay? I don't know what to think.
I always wanted my mate to fuck me. He's got a great cock and he did me so
hard. I'm still full of his spunk. I loved it slopping in my arse. I've got
my cum all over my pants and I'm very wet. I can still smell my spunk as I
shot over my pants while he fucked me. I'm scared that you can smell me. I
didn't have time to clean up as I had to get here. Mum sniffed a bit but I
don't know what she thinks.  But I want... "

Peter dropped his head against the tabletop, blubbering. His body shook as
his tears flowed. I was lost for words. This was a huge admission from
him. I let him cry, contemplating my response.

Peter was a tall, beautiful teen. His body was muscled but he was slim, his
development was due to playing Rugby. We had talked about this a lot in
recent weeks. He loved the tangle of the scrums and jumping at lineouts.
His enjoyment of the rucks and sometimes tries that he made were always
part of our conversation. Now he had hit me with my own life. As a teen I
was involved with the same sport. I loved the maleness of the game and got
fucked by my team- mates. It must have happened to Peter as well.

"You want to do it again as you liked it? Did you start the action?" I
asked Peter.

"Yea, I do and I started it. He told me he had wanted me for years. I was
only a kid then I'm still young, only 15. He was so good making me ready.
He sucked my cock and then played with my hole for a long time. His mouth
pressed against my butt then he put his tongue up me. I went mad screaming
as he tongued me even deeper. I loved him wetting me making me want his
cock. I wanted him to fuck it up me. When he put his cock inside my body,
it was so cool. He fucked hard and I couldn't wait for him to cum inside
me. His cum made my cock spunk up; I shot heaps as he did the same inside
my bum. I'm full of spunk. I can't sit still as you can see. My body is so
full, I feel good but I want more, I really want to do it with you. I've
always wanted you to fuck me ever since we started the coaching sessions. I
want it from you so much." Peter whispered. His eyes lifted meeting mine
his crying halting somewhat.

 "You hate me for what I said and want me to piss off?" He asked.

"No, not one bit. I'm happy you told me about it Peter. I'm much older than
you are and I've been down the track you're walking. I know how you feel
but you must get with other young guys. You've tasted the great feelings a
boy can have and now you've told me. I reckon you need some others to do
you as well."

"Yea. I know that, but I want to feel a man in me. I know you; I don't know
any other men. I want you to fuck me. I want you to do it to me. I want
your cock fucking my hole. I'm so hot for you."

I was spell bound; this fucking gorgeous teen wanted my cock up his bum? He
was mister beautiful to me that's why I tutored him. I was so hard knowing
I wanted him. Was he sure? Fuck I hadn't rooted a kid for many years. This
boy was so cute and available. I didn't know what to do.

Why did he choose me anyway? What made him think that I wanted to stick my
hot dick into his teen body? Was I that obvious?

"Why me Peter what makes you think that I want to do it with boys
especially such a good looking boy like you?"

"You look at me and always check out my cock. I know you like looking at my
legs and my bum. Every time I write an answer to the questions you perv on
my prick. I get hard, knowing you're looking. I want you to look, I wank
off thinking about you when I leave here and my cum flows thickly imagining
you touching me. I want you to feel me and do what you want with my body. I
want your hands on my thighs running up my butt, feeling my hole, fingering
it. I am so hot for your fingers in my bum and then I want your hot big
penis in my boy-hole after you've got me ready. I want it so much!  I
fucken want you to perv on me and I want you to do more.  There I've fucked
myself; now you'll hate me. I'm sorry please, please don't tell Mum I
didn't mean it. Shit I'm sorry. I better go home now."

Peter bit his lip trying to straighten as he drew his splendid body from
the table. I was level with his groin. He was hard. Fuck, his cock was
straining against his flimsy pants. I saw a delicious spot of pre-cum
creaming his loose pants.

"You want to abandon our session and come with me to the bed-room?"

"Hell yes, but I thought you didn't want me. I'm a boy and you said you
didn't do it with boys."

"I wondered why you thought I wanted to do it with you." I replied.

"I told you, I knew you perved on me and I loved it. Want to see more of
me?" Peter asked.

"Yes," I replied, "I want to see all of you without any clothes I want to
perv on you and play with your cock and balls and feel your tight
arse-hole. I want to have you Peter in the best way. I fucken fancy every
bit of your body. You want to give yourself to me?"

"Shit yea. I've wanted you to do me any way you want ever since we met."
Peter said. "You really want me?"

"I sure do. I want you more than you could know. You are so bloody
beautiful. I love looking at you. Your body is stunning and your butt is so
slender and I bet tight."

"Have a feel of it then, before we move. You ought to finger me and know
what I can put over your dick."

I leant over sliding my hand under his silky shorts. I dragged my digits
across his buns and then zeroed into his rosebud. Fuck he was tight. I had
a feel of the hole I wanted, it slopped a bit and I realized I was rubbing
my fingers in his mate's cum. Peter wriggled forcing my fingers into his
tight fuck-hole. I wanted him, there and then. His arse welcomed me and I
knew I had to fuck his chute. I had to have this boy. Nothing could hold me
back.

We moved. I propelled Peter to my bedroom lowering his teen body over my
thick eiderdown. His legs lifted over my shoulders as he realized that I
was going to fuck his hole. Shit he was so tight as I fingered his chute. I
needed to suck his butt and get him ready for my cock. I opened him with my
mouth, tasting his friend's cum. He shot it into me from his slimy
boy-hole. My tongue slopped inside his moist sloppy bum. Peter pushed his
butt against me and he started to yell as I increased the pressure of my
wet organ. His body jumped wriggling as his cummy hole let the hot spunk
slide into my receptive throat. I had his mate's cum in me; the taste of
Peter's arse was so fucken good.

I spent a long time sucking his butt then turned my attention to his thighs
and cock. It was a delicious task. Peter was so ready and hot. He started
to scream and urge me to use my mouth all over his body. He wanted my hand
in his hole and my cock in his mouth. He lost control, his arms and legs
gripped me as his nerves picked the pleasure making his body submit to the
enormous thrills that he was taking. I continued pleasuring him using every
ploy that I knew to make his body enjoy more from my ministrations. I felt,
sucked and licked every part of the sexiest teen I had ever known. Peter
let go giving me his body. I lapped his thighs washing his bum with spit
and the cum that he had slopped into me. I was so into this boy. We worked
each other panting and shifting making sure the pleasure continued.

Finally I couldn't wait. I had to shaft his boy butt. I lifted Peter's
slender legs over my shoulders and started to fuck. His body jumped as I
put my big cock head near his sphincter. He tried to take me before I had
worked his slim crack with my big knob. His screams and urging were too
much. I fucked into the 15-year old giving him what he wanted. He shouted
even louder as my cock filled his body. Fuck I was inside my fantasy. I
pushed, hitting his gland. That sent him even further into the delights of
hot cock and a man pumping his butt-hole. He pushed against my deeply
embedded cock screaming as his prostate felt my cock head smashing it with
each fuck. I slammed Peter and he welcomed every thrust pulling me against
his butt-hole wanting it harder and faster. I worked his boy-hole fast and
furious. His face was contorted with pleasure and pain as my cock opened
and the cum I wanted to fuck up him fired blasts into his body.

"Shit that's so fucken good. I love it cumming fuck into me. I love it."
Peter yelled.

I pushed and fucked giving my beautiful boy my hot man-juice that flowed so
fast from my ball sac. It flooded his bum. I could feel him grabbing my
cock with his muscles as he let his juice flow. Peter came as I fucked
him. His boy-dick blasted thick hot cum over me. I fucked some more feeling
his cream drench my stomach. He screamed so hard and long, it was a fucking
incredible time for both of us. Peter grabbed my head and sucked my
lips. His screams muffled as he opened his mouth forcing my tongue into his
throat. He writhed with me as we both dripped the last drops, me in him,
his cum over my body. I collapsed keeping my cock up his young arse.

"Oh fuck.' He whispered as my tongue exited his throat. "I, fuck, I love
you in me. I don't want to let you go. I am so full and so wet. Shit that
was so good. I knew it would be but that was better than anything I though
possible, I love your cock in me stay up me, please don't move it out for a
while. I want to feel you moving the cum inside me."

I held my lovely boy staying in him for as long as it took to lose my
erection and then slid slowly out of his bum. I was covered in boy and
loved the feel of his juices running over my hot meat. Peter held my cock
rubbing the head around his open hole. He wanted to feel me touching his
raw bum with the juice. He pushed hard against me and shit! He came again!
Boy was he hot. I felt the blasts of hot boy-juice splatter me as I sank
beside him. We were so fucked!  My arms and his wrapped each other as we
cuddled. My cock nestled against his slender body, his cum running down my
legs, mine up his hot arse.

We snuggled together wrapping the eiderdown around our sweaty bodies. Peter
put his mouth against my lips as he fell into a deep-contented sleep. I ran
my fingers over his back and did the same.

A loud banging on the front door woke us. I jumped and ran through the
house; leaving Peter wrapped in our sweaty sheets. Fuck, it was his mother
ready to take him home. I could see her through the window. She mustn't see
her boy now. He was full of cum and smelt of it. I had rooted his arse so
hard and fast. Shit, he was tangled in my sheets and his body was coated in
teen sweat. I had to do something to stop her taking him home. I could
deliver him later I thought after I had my cock up him again. I wasn't
about to finish this hot session so soon.

I opened the door and informed Peter's mum that we hadn't finished as we
had reached a special part of his studies. It would take a while I told
her. Maybe I could drive him home later I told her.

'That's fine," Peter's mum said, "he needs all the help he can get."

"Yea, I know," I replied, "I am happy to help him and will see you later."

Peter's mum left quickly, I breathed a sigh of relief and returned to the
bedroom. Peter was lying on his back playing with his cock. The blankets
and eiderdown were around his knees. Peter's face was distant but close as
his eyes betrayed the pleasure that he was enjoying. His lovely thick cock
was enjoying his ministrations that were obvious from its fullness. I
wanted to suck him again enjoying his penis in my mouth then put mine up
his bum again.

"You having good time Peter?" I asked him.

"Fuck yea, after what you did to me I want more. I want you to do it again,
will you?"

"We've got some time left. That was your mother. She wanted to collect
you. I told her we were studying some more." I said.

"Studying, you can make me learn anything and check my solutions. I love
you examining me. You want me to pass a test or something. I want to try
hard. I like this sort of test. Have a feel of me and see how good I was
last time. Maybe I can get at least a B as you got my bum and that starts
with B. I want you to take me again. I love being with you." Peter giggled.

"You're going to get graded you sexy imp." I chortled. "I want to make you
an A one student. I'm coming for you." I responded leaping over his naked
body.

"Yea, please make me the best student. Love me please make me enjoy your
cock as I did before, I really want you to love me." Peter replied as my
body embraced his.

It was so easy loving this kid. He wanted to hold me loving my body against
his flesh. We laughed and played and suddenly got real. I felt his hole and
put my cock back where it belonged. Peter sighed and fucked back loving me
entering him. I wanted this kid so much and had waited so long to fuck him,
now I had seconds. Shit he was tight. I could feel his warm hole accept my
big prick. I filled him shooting another huge load as his cock fired warm
streams of hot ropy cum over me. I will never wash again, I thought as I
stuffed his butt.  "You do this to me next time I see you, I want it so
much," Peter pleaded.

"I'm coaching you so yes of course, I will do your hole every time I see
you if you want." I replied.

"Fuck yea, I want to have you in me and I want your spunk. Never mind the
Math just put that big knob up me and spunk hard. I want it more than
anything." Peter sighed as he wrapped his arms around me.

We lay together coated in his cum and mine leaking from his well- fucked
hole. Sleep was easy as we had little reason to wake. I would deliver Peter
to his home when we woke.... Maybe.

End.