Date: Wed, 10 Nov 2010 14:49:07 -0800
From: lightmyfire14@gmail.com
Subject: Coach's Assistant #1

While I was a student in college I took a class for a semester in which we
would act as teacher's assistants at the local high school. Because my major
was Exercise and Sports Medicine I was assigned to work alongside the PE
teacher for boy's PE and health. The job was fairly easy; grab all the
equipment for the coach, take attendance, make sure the boys weren't goofing
off, that sort of thing. I liked working with the boys, who aged from 15 to
17, and they seemed to like me too. We would joke around with each other;
curiously, they would ask me about my sexual experiences, like, "How many
chicks have you banged, Mr. B?", "Have you ever come across a swallower?"
Because I was in college, they thought I was experiencing nightly sexual
escapades. While I wasn't getting nightly action, I was still getting my
fair share of girls, and I wasn't ashamed to share that with them.

                The instructor, Coach Allen, was a great guy. He was in his
mid thirties, married, and just had his second child. He was about 6 feet
tall, short dark black hair, green eyes, and in great shape. He had a great
physique and at the end of every day I was able to see his amazing body when
we would have to change and shower together in the coach's office and locker
room. Each day after class, Coach Allen and I would work up a sweat and
taking a shower wasn't a matter of luxury, but a necessity. The coach's
office was connected to the boys locker room, but had a separate locker room
and shower area. After each practice every day, Coach Allen and I would walk
back to his office. We usually just shot the shit about whatever. We would
talk about sports, some of the kids in the class. He would ask me about
college and I asked him about his wife and kids. When we would reach his
office, we would put the day's equipment away and then begin to change and
prepare for our shower. Coach Allen would close the blinds to his office, as
we wanted privacy from the kids and we thought that the kids seeing us
changing and showering while they changed and showed would somehow be
inappropriate. The showers in the coach's office, as with the boys locker
room, had little to no privacy. It was a small tiled room with 3 shower
heads set in a row. I didn't mind having to change and shower with the
coach. I played sports in high school and we were both grown men, we had
nothing to hide or be weird about. Now I know where you think this story is
going, but you're wrong. Coach Allen was a married straight man, and I had
no interest in taking our relationship anywhere beyond friends and
colleagues, but he was a very beautiful man. He had well defined abs and
pecs, and an amazing "v" waist. Light hair was sprinkled over his chest and
led down to his belly button and below to a trimmed patch of public hair
just about his dick. He had a firm and bulbous ass. When we would be
showering, Id be sure to sneak a peak while he wasn't looking. He had a
great looking penis. Soft, it hung for about 3.5 inches and had a beautiful
light pink head. His dick, along with his low hanging balls, would swing
about as he walked around. It was clear that Coach Allen was a grower, and I
could only imagine how big and hard that thing got when he was fucking his
wife hard every night. The thought of it always got me worked up.

                Before class one day Coach Allen approached me and informed
me that I was going to need to teach the puberty and human sexuality lesson
to two students that had missed the lesson a few weeks ago, as it was
required in the curriculum for them to learn it. He asked me if I was
comfortable with this. I said yes, seeing how it was just two students, and
all I had to do was read from a book, show a movie, and answer any
questions. Both boys were 16 years old and Tommy was about 5 11, sort of
lanky, but starting to fill out. He had medium length blond hair and green
eyes, and lighter skin. Mark was a little shorter than Tommy and was more
muscled as he played wrestling and baseball. He was about 5 9, 165, he had
brown hair and darker olive skin and very well built. During class, while
the other boys were with Coach Allen out on the field doing their activity,
I was in the locker room with two boys.

"Alright guys, you know why you're here. We gotta go over the sex ed portion
of health so you can get full credit for the class," I said, "Now, I want
you guys to be grownups about this. No laughing and if you have any
questions, no matter how bizarre or stupid you might think it is, feel free
to ask."

Both boys nodded. I could tell that they were both a bit nervous and unsure,
as is usually the case when students are learning about sex, and puberty
etc. They both watched me intently as I opened the instructor's health book.

"Ok let's turn to page 349. We're going to start." The boys began to open
their books. I began to read out loud. "Testosterone is the male sex
hormone. In men, testosterone plays a key role in the development of male
reproductive tissues such as the testis and prostate as well as promoting
secondary sexual characteristics such as increased muscle and bone mass and
hair growth" I could see the boys sort of squirm as I said some of these
words out of the corner of my eye, but I continued. We flipped to the next
page where there was an illustration of the male genitals. "Well guys, if
you don't know what this drawing is then you might have some problems." They
laughed and I could tell they began to ease up a little bit. "This is the
anatomy of the male genitals." I pointed to different parts of the
illustration. "These are the testes, or balls, as you guys might call them.
The urethra right here, where urine and semen travels through. Foreskin,
shaft, head." As I said this, Tommy raised his hand.

"Umm, I have a question," he said bashfully at first, scratching his head
and ruffling his blond curly hair.

"Sure, go ahead"

"Well, umm, I guess I'm sort of confused about this illustration. Why is
there skin covering the head of the penis? I thought the skin stopped and
the head wasn't covered?"

"Yeah," Mark chimed in, "Mine doesn't have all that extra skin covering it.
What's up with this picture?"

I chuckled. "Well boys its called circumcision." I went to the white board
and wrote the word on the board. "When you are born your parents decide
whether or not to have the doctor remove the upper skin from the penis. Some
men are and some men aren't. It doesn't matter either way. It sounds like
you guys are. I'm not circumcised so I do have the extra skin." Both boys'
faces brightened up with excitement and curiosity.

"Really Mr. B" Mark asked, "so you aren't circumcised?"

"Well, umm, no Mark. Im not, but like I said, some guys are and some guys
aren't. It doesn't make a difference"

Mark, the shorter and more muscular of the two boys continued to question,
"Well what's its like? Does it feel different? Does it make it harder to
have sex or to jerk-off?

"Today lets call it masturbation, Mark, and well, I don't know how to answer
your questions. Its how Ive always been but Ive been able to masturbate and
perform sexually just as easy as any other guy" I paused, "so does that
clear everything up?"

"Well, umm, "Mark hesitated, then caught himself and continued, " well could
we see?

"Yeah! Can we?" Tommy chimed, "We've never seen one like that before. We
need to know if this is a part of sex ed"

"I don't think that..." I got caught off by both.

"Come on Mr. B, its not fair that the other guys know about circumcision and
we don't."

I was hesitant and didn't know if it was a good idea. They continued to
pester me until I finally said "Ok. But lets go into mine and coach Allen's
office. Both boys stood up and followed me into the office. I closed and
locked the door behind us.

"Ive never been in here before," Tommy said.

"Yeah me neither", said Mark. They bothed looked around curiously. "Do you
and Coach Allen shower in here"

"Umm  yes, this is the coach's showers"

"Do you guys shower together like we do?"

"Well yes, at the end of the day we do take showers" I began to feel nervous
and was unsure if this whole thing was a good idea. There was a moment of
silence and then I began to speak again but was cut off again by Tommy.
"Well ok so --"

"Ok are gunna show us?

I nodded my head yes and stood up fully. Both boys took half a step back. I
hooked both my thumbs into the waistband of my athletic shorts and began to
pull them down slowly and exposed the white jock strap I was wearing. I
pulled the shorts down to my knees. As I began to pull down my jock my penis
flopped out. Not to brag, but I am pretty well endowed, and it was the first
thing the boys noticed.

"Wow Mr.B" Mark said, "you're huge"

I sort of began to blush. I was semi-erect and my penis hung down a good 5
inches.

"How big are you," asked Tommy, "8, 8 and half inches?"

"I don't measure Tommy" I lied. I knew on a good day when I could get a real
hard boner it could reach up to nine and half inches. "Anyways," as I
continued I put my hand on my penis and rested it there. Both boys looked at
it intently. "As you can see here I have this extra skin covering the head
of my penis. If you pull back like this I can make the head exposed" Both
boys were wide eyed. They had never seen anything like it before.

Mark laughed, "It looks like your dick is eating itself, keep doing that."

I continued to slowly pull and retract my skin back and forth, each boy
never taking a blink away. But as I continued to do this my dick became
harder. As I took my hand away my dick stood straight at attention with its
veins building and my dark pink head pulsating. There was a moment of
silence as the three of us continued to stare my hard cock. On this day, I
was definitely pushing past nine inches. I was about to pull up my jock and
shorts but Mark broke the silence.

"Well can I try?"

Before I had time to react Mark wrapped his warm teen hand around my dick
and began to pull my skin back up and over my head and back again.

"Feels funny...try it Tommy."

Tommy took both his hands and gave my shaft a good squeeze. "Wow Mr. B. Your
hard as a rock" Tommy started to play with the skin in the same way Mark
did. Soon pre-cum was starting to leak out from my pee hole. Mark noticed
and began to dab my pre cum onto his index finger. I could resist no long
and threw my head back in pleasure as the two teens switched turns tugging
on my cock. I pulled my shirt up as a natural reaction baring my stomach and
lower chest.

"Your really in shape Mr. B" Tommy said as he began to finger my abs.  "Hey
look Mark, Mr. B trims his pubes."

"Yeah I noticed." Mark answered. "His balls are bare too." Just as he said
this Mark took a handful of my nuts and gave them a few playful squeezes. In
some ways I began to feel that I was at the mercy of these two 16 year
jocks.

"Hey guys...", I struggled to get the words out. Each time they switched
taking turns they stroked my cock harder and harder. "Guys your gunna uhhh..."
I was in complete ecstasy and could tell I was getting close to blowing my
load. I threw my head back in pleasure.

"He's gunna bust soon" exclaimed Mark.

"Yeah I can tell, look at him." Replied Tommy, with devilish smirk on his
face.

The boys stroked fasted and fasted and I could no longer hold it in. "Im
gunna...Im gunna..." The words fell out my mouth. The boys kept pulling and
tugging my nine inch uncut cock and squeezing my golf ball sized nuts. My
body tensed and my cock began to twitch. Two quick shots of cum came out and
then white cum started oozing out. When I opened my eyes and looked at the
boys their hands had my cum all over them. Why juicy cock still stood at
attention.

"Dam" Mark said. "That was a really big load. Ive never shot that much"

`Yeah gross its all over me" remarked Tommy.

I stood for a moment dazed and then realized what was going on. Here I was
with two of my underaged students, my pants down between my legs and my cock
out. They're hands covered in my own jizz. I quickly grabbed some
papertowel, handed it to Mark and Tommy, and then whipped my dick clean, and
pulling my jock and shorts back up when I was done with the whole routine.

"Well, that was the male sexual anatomy" I said to the boys. And with that
the bell rang. I knew Coach Allen and the rest of the class would be back
any second. I quickly moved Mark and Tommy out of the coach's office. "We'll
talk about the male sexual anatomy tomorrow." Each boy had an excited look
on their face.



To Be Continued.



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