Date: Mon, 27 Apr 2009 22:41:31 +0000
From: Another Person <other_person_here@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: Falling in Love with Coach

Simon strolled out of detention at 6pm on Wednesday onto a deserted
corridor in the deserted school. Somewhere quiet always seems much more
serene when it is not the norm for that particular area. Simon wore his
uniform without care, there were no teachers about anyway, his white shirt
had the two top buttons undone and the black and red tie was loosely
hanging around his neck. It was a hot day. In fact, it was coming towards
the end of a hot day. It was that point in a summer?s day when the sun
would still be bright, the day lulling, in full awareness that it is not at
an end, yet the peak has come and gone. The hour was relaxed. Simon felt
the mood all through his body, he too was relaxed. So relaxed that he
decided he was not ready to go home, just walking to his house would take
too much time from that precious hour of day.

He wandered the cool, shaded corridors with his hands stuffed in his
pockets as if they disappeared below the white shirt into his black school
trousers. His shirt was untidy round his waist, allowing parts of his
teenage flesh to be seen. His shirt was only tucked in at the front where
his silver belt buckle draws your eyes down to his waist. His hair was a
little bit longer than most boys for his school which added some charm to
his demeanour. It was tossed and messy, a consequence of the long hours he
had just spent in the detention room where it was hot and quiet. He spent
the hours thinking about how much he wanted to be at home, alone in his
house. In his bedroom he would take advantage of the way that the summer
heat had him feel. Summer was approaching fast with a vengeance, it was two
weeks before her would leave school for good, moving on to much more
exciting this. He considered how serene he felt at the concept of moving on
as he wandered through the school.

He had previously assumed the school was empty. Passing the gym and the
students? weights room he noticed the light on and heard the faint clunk of
weight machines being operated and the sensual groans of a the man who was
working them. He looked through the narrow pane of glass in the door filled
with the grids you find on reinforced glass. He watched his P.E. teacher
Mr. Gibson as he lifted weights.

The man sat upright at the machine, legs spread open and arms straining to
pull the brackets together across his chest. He wore some generic soccer
jersey which was tight against his chest. The man looked hot, covered in
fresh sweat. He wore loose football shorts which where shorter than most
Simon had seen before. The white shorts had two red stripes down either
side and either end of the longish red lace whish was threaded through the
waistband dangled loosely between his legs and over the round bulge of soft
cock that Simon couldn?t see defiantly from such a distance but knew was
there.

Gibson kept working on the machine as Simon watched. His shirt would lift
up at the waist slightly every time his arms were trust apart by the
release of the heavy weights. The man was an athlete, a long distance
runner, light at slender, but toned with well defined muscles underneath
his clothing. These were all qualities which Simon and his teammates
admired about the man who had coached them to win the county
championship. Simon felt nothing but respect and admiration for Gibson.

Simon entered the room casually and made his way to sit on the bench that
was placed opposite the machine where his mentor was working. ?Hey,? he
greeted him in a relaxed manner before seating himself on the gym bench to
face Gibson straight on with his legs lying open casually. ?All right?? the
teacher replied while he continued to work.

?Good day for it?... Isn?t it?? Simon said almost jokingly. The man
finished lifting weights and let out a relaxed laugh and the cheeky smile
that he always had ?Yeh?... I suppose...? He was working hard, he was hot,
and he was sweaty. The heat did not help him.

In order to relieve himself from the sweltering heat the man picked up the
bottle of icy cold water from the floor at his side and poured it over
himself after taking a drink. He felt the water so cold as if it entered
his body and began shooting through his veins, the refreshment was
intense. The man?s hair was black and cut short, he had a slight receding
hair-line which was somehow attractive.

Simon watched as the man removed his t-shirt to reveal his chest. His
muscles were tightened by the shock of the cold water and his nipples were
erect. His body was pleasingly tanned and his chest was dappled with short
black chest hair. The man rubbed his hand over his chest and stimulated his
body which was tingling with euphoria created by the heat of the day.

Simon who was surveying every inch of the man?s body, watched as this all
happened within about a minute but every movement seemed to be in
slow-motion. Watching the attractive 27 year old he was getting really
horny relaxed while his body reacted in the usual ways. . Simon?s eyes
fixed on the growing and hardening bulge in his teachers shorts, watched in
amazement as his teacher?s massive dick began to peek out of his
shorts. Gibson, caressing his body, totally relaxed in his sexual mood,
began to talk to the student.

?You know what I love about sport? It?s the pleasure of achievement,
endurance. Ignoring all other distractions to push your boundaries beyond
anything you?ve ever achieved before. Allowing yourself to let go of
consciousness momentarily in the heat of the moment; Letting your body take
over and your instinct run wild in that moment.?

Simon watched his teacher speak so serenely and passionately as every word
dropped from his lips like an invitation to his student. It was like every
word was an invitation to the young teacher?s body.

The teacher stood up and left the machine, his hard cock standing out from
the bottom of his shorts and walked around the room behind the young man,
out of his view. Simon continued to stare at the empty machine in
amazement. With Simon knowing it or seeing it the coach had dropped his
short down his slender body and headed to the doors. Simon continued to
stare at the machine.

The coach walking through the open door with a confident stride called back
to the stunned student who had not realised his teacher was completely
naked.

?Si?..?  Simon turned his head to see his naked teacher walking out the
door, ?You comin?? the teacher continued to walk.

Simon, his eyes fixed on the teacher?s tight ass, got up and followed him
to the shower room. He watched Gibson?s body move from behind, following,
lusting after the perfect body that lead him out of the room.

Simons gut was filled with lust for the man, his head confused that he
would have lust for a man. He had always admired men and was comfortable
with that but had never considered them so erotic before. Gibson shared
these thoughts but couldn?t resist than to taste the young man that he had
helped to form; physically and non-physically. He was the young man?s
favourite teacher after all. Both of the men were comfortable with each
other?s body. They discussed sport, fitness and appearance frequently. They
had even touched and explored each other?s bodies in order to encourage
each other toward optimum fitness. The both had a passion for the male
form, just not as much of a passion as they were about to discover. They
were more than teacher and student, they were friends; they would talk for
hours together after football practice, text each other and they would work
out together after hours and even shower in front of each other.

Simon?s cock was rock hard in his trousers, he understood where the
situation was leading and was more than intrigued, he was excited. He had
concerns about the size of his dick however, it was 6 inches, and Gib?s was
obviously much more. His body was yearning and his heart was pounding a
mile a minute as he followed his friend?s entrancing body towards the
shower room.

The empty shower room was cool, a welcome relief to the heat of the
day. The cool room removed the intensity of the heat that had brought their
minds to this situation in the first place but by know both men had also
made conscious decisions that they wanted to do this, Simon was a virgin,
he was waiting for the right person, in the back of his mind he decided
that this friend was the right person, Gibson was the only person he had
ever loved being around and spending time with, he was the only person he
had ever loved.

On entering the room Gibson felt the cold tiles under his feet and turned
around to the fully clothed student. ?Are you sure?? he asked. Simon?s
answer was a resounding yes. Gib smiled with a sense of affection and moved
closer to the young man, grabbed his slender waist and kissed him. Simon
felt euphoric in that moment, the moment he fell in love, the moment that
Gib took control of him.

Simon used his hands to explore the body of the man, moving them round his
waist, groping his ass and gently fondling his cock. Gib groaned in
pleasure as he did this. Gib began to undress Simon, pulling his tie off,
and unbuttoning his shit. Simon was well toned; he had learnt everything
about it from Gibson. They had practically created identical bodies. Once
his shit was removed Gibson fell to his knees and began to unbuckle his
belt, he tore the young man?s trousers down his legs and revealed the six
inch cock and the most amazingly large balls he had ever seen. Gib wet his
lips and began to suck the young man?s thick dick.

Simon relished in the pleasure of his friend and teacher and threw his head
back and groaned, the man?s mouth moved up and down the thick shaft tasting
every inch. Simon ran his fingers through Gib?s hair and caressed the back
of the man?s neck, just behind the ears. Gib?s heavy breathing was verging
on the groans that Simon was making; he gained so much pleasure from giving
pleasure.

Simon stopped the man who was sucking his dick, pulled him to his feet and
led him further into the shower room where there were about ten showers
placed on the curved wall, creating a circle of showers. This area brought
back so many sexual memories for Simon. He and his team would shower
together here, they we all so young fit and attractive. Each team member
was confident and sexually charged to a degree where they flaunted it
freely in front of men and women alike. Simon remembered all the times that
he and his teammates had wanked together in that shower, how many would get
hard and show off in front of their friends at how big their cock?s
were. He considered how many horny young men had spilled their seed on the
tiles of that shower room floor, considering this and being there with Gib
just had him even more turned on.

He led Gib across the room and stopped him underneath a shower head near
the centre. He walked around the room turning on all the showers, water
began to flow, flooding the room with steam creating an atmosphere with the
sound alone. Simon could imagine his teammate showering and watching as he
pleasured their stunning mentor.

The last shower he turned on was the one beneath Mr. Gibson. As the water
hit the school teacher Simon reached for the bottle of shower gel left
behind by some strutting 18 year old jock. He took some gel in his hands
and rubbed it all over the teacher?s body starting at his shoulders and
moving over his chest, he caressed Gib?s hard nipples and strong arms. He
watched as the water washed the lather off Gib?s body and over his hard
cock and down strong legs. Once the water ran clear Simon fell to his knees
to take the strong man?s throbbing cock into his mouth. He wet his lips
before slowly moving his lips up and down the man?s long cut dick and felt
his mushroom head hit the back of his throat. He could taste the precum on
his tongue, it was sweeter than he had ever expected. Simon continued to
pleasure his teacher, the man who he admired and desired so much in that
moment, he didn?t really understand how he could feel that way about a man,
yet he continued to take the man?s mature cock.

Gib?s groans grew louder as waves of pleasure streamed over his body, the
experience was exhilarating. Lost in the electricity of the moment and
overwhelmed by pleasure, he fell back onto the cool wall, accidently moving
the water gage to cold. The cold water streamed over the men?s steaming
bodies, they were both electrified by the shock. Gib shot sweet cum into
his protege?s mouth, Simon drank every drop. Simon was taken over by
the pleasure of the experience, when the cold water hit his body he
automatically shot his load onto the tiled floor, the cum of the two men
mixed in the water and rushed down the drain. Simon got up from his knees
and without hesitation Gib grabbed the young man, held him close and they
shared the sweetest kiss. That was the moment they fell in love.