Date: Tue, 13 Apr 2004 14:40:03 -0700 (PDT)
From: Bob Archman <bldhrymn@yahoo.com>
Subject: All State 8

All State 8

By Bald Hairy Man e-mail bldhrymn@aol.com or bldhrymn@yahoo.com

This is an adult story intended for adults. It is a fantasy, so I again
remind you that have done away with the requirements of safe sex, and have
included no gestures toward common sense either. These are all new
stories. Please e-mail me if you have any suggestions or comments.

This story is told by another participant of the All State Tournament
Gordy, Al Grant's team manager.


My Mom said I was a pretty baby, but by the time I was in High School I was
one ugly teenager. Some people grow all at once, but it seemed as if my
body grew one part at a time. My legs grew, then my trunk shot up, then I
became a bit lop sided as my left leg grew faster than my right. I was
ungainly and oddly shaped.

While most guys are embarrassed if they mature late, growing a beard and
having a big cock is embarrassing when you are 13 and want to be like all
the other boys. I turned hairy. Oddly my cock was the first organ to
expand. I thought of my cock as a deformity.

I also was one of those kids who took to computers like a duck to water. I
was the first computer geek in my school and that was just about the only
way anyone paid any attention to me. I could fix computers and people came
to me when they had a problem. Few kids made fun of me because they all
knew they might need me some day when a term paper vanished in cyberspace
and I was the only one who could rescue them from a disaster.

I got into a good college and did well there as a computer science
major. You were required to take Phys Ed, which I didn't want to do, so I
became the manager for the Football team. That met my Phys Ed requirement.

Being a team manager is the same as being a janitor-laundry man. I cleaned
up after the team and made sure the equipment was packed and ready for each
game. I intended to do it for only one year, but Coach Grant liked me and
asked me to stay on. As a computer guy, I tend to be very diligent and
organized; that apparently was rare for Team Managers. I agreed to do it.

It wasn't a good job, or much fun, but I always did what a professor asked
and Grant was a nice man. There was one part of the job I liked. Before and
after every game and every practice the entire team got naked. At first I
was afraid to look at the naked football players, but after a while I got
used to it and enjoyed it. I was just part of the wall paper as far as the
team members were concerned and they didn't seem to notice.

I wasn't a babe magnet, but that didn't bother me at all. I wished I was a
stud magnet, but to say I was a bit shy hardly describes me. I couldn't
figure out any scenario how I could come into contact with any of the
players on the team. My sex life was limited to masturbation and text chat
relationships on the computer.

It changed when I went to the All State Tournament the last year of
college. It had been a very good year for the team and we had a good chance
to win it all. Somehow I ended up in a room with a coach for another team,
Willy Robbins of Central State.

In my fantasies, I had hoped to be with the quarterback, who I had a crush
on, but the rooms were all screwed up. I had seen Robbins at games before,
but I had no desire to spend the tournament with an old man. To make a long
story short, I ended up sucking Robbins' cock and, unbelievably, he sucked
mine.

In my fantasy sex life, nothing even came close to that first night with
Coach Robbins, unless it was the second night. We got along really well and
it was good for me. It hadn't occurred to me gay guys were anything other
than nerds like me, or perverts. I was deeply ashamed of my tendencies and
was beating myself up over it. Robbins straightened me out. He was gay and
while he had to stay in the closet, with me he was completely open and
frank.  When I went back to school after the tournament, I was a new man. I
have to admit my sex life didn't improve any, but at least I could
visualize having a sex life. I also knew just how good man to man sex could
be.

Two years after I graduated, Coach Robbins called me and asked if I would
like to go to the All State Tournament again. He said, he had a friend he
would like me to meet. Of course I wanted to go, but I was still afraid. I
tried to beg off, but he insisted. I had a great job in New York City and
was pulling down big bucks, but I was the overtime king, so getting time
off was no problem. As a resident of Manhattan, I didn't have a car, so I
flew to Virginia and Coach Robbins had a friend of his, Roosevelt Williams,
pick me up and bring me to the tournament.

Williams was a coach too. He picked me up with a friend of his and we drove
to meet Willy. The tournament was good, but I was curious which guy wanted
to meet me. I soon realized Williams and his friend were part of the
mysterious group, but I didn't know what was up.

After the last game we met Al Grant, my old coach. I was shocked, since I
had no idea he was gay. We followed him to a house in the mountains. If I
had been shocked by seeing Coach Grant, when we entered the house, I met
Mike Benetesto, one of the most famous football players in the country. I
had thought there was going to be sex, but it seemed impossible with such a
famous man there. Half of the men were coaches, the rest were former team
members. Everyone was friendly and we all got along well.

We had dinner then went to a spectacular outdoor pool. I was admiring it
when Mike stripped naked and jumped in; we all stripped to. Soon, we were
all skinny dipping in the pool of the palatial house. As I said, it didn't
seem possible there would be any sex, but I was 100% wrong about that. Mike
led the way and ten minutes after we got in the water, my old coach was
playing with my cock while I sucked another guy.

Everyone there, except for me, was a jock and I thought I would be on the
sidelines, but I was wrong about that too. During the next hour I had more
sexual encounters than in my entire life up to that point. Truthfully, I
had five time more encounters.

It culminated with a big gang suck and group orgasm. Afterwards we were
lying around talking. My cock became the main subject of conversation. I
know my cock is big and knew some men like big meat, but I didn't think my
cock was the kind guys were interested in. My dick is gross looking. I had
looked at a lot of man meat in the web and none looked like mine. I had
always been embarrassed by it.

Wally, one of the guys on my team, told me I was wrong about that
too. "Gordy, he said, "you've got a beauty. Most guys would be proud to
have half of it." I soon found out Wally like big cocks and knew quite a
bit about them. I thought it might have just been him who was into my cock,
but Coach Grant and Mike liked it too.

I had been sucked by several guys and was more than willing to have Mike or
Grant suck me. That wasn't what they wanted. Grant said he wanted to have
my cock up his ass and Mike said, he'd like to try it too. I had never
fucked anyone before. I had seen guys fucking in videos, so I thought I
knew the basics, but I didn't want to do it for the first time with a Hall
of Fame member. I tried to avoid it, but without success.

I told them I wasn't sure about fucking them and I didn't want to do it
with an audience. Unfortunately, my cock felt no hesitation at all. It was
standing up straight and hard. Being naked, there was no way to hide my
cock and there was no way for me to control my erection.

Mike and Grant flipped a coin to see who would take me first. Mike
won. Knowing my meat would soon be lodged in Mike Benetesto's ass did
nothing to reduce my hard cock. My heart may not have been into fucking,
but my hard-on sure was.

"I have some lube here. Who wants to do my ass?" Mike asked. "And someone
needs to make sure Gordy is well greased. That made a hell of a difference
the last time I got skewered on a horse cock." Roosevelt came forward to
lube his ass while Wally and Willy coated my cock. The lubricant felt
wonderfully cool on my meat. I was so hard it almost hurt.

"How do you want to take it?" Grant asked Mike.  "I like it on my back,
that gives Gordy the most control and you guys get a good view," Mike
said. He got on the edge of the bed and lay back, putting his legs on my
shoulders. I pushed his legs forward opening his ass wide. His ass was
hairy, but the hole was pink and pretty. I placed my cock head in his hole
and pushed a little.

"Take it nice and easy until I get used to it," Mike said. He was rock hard
too and had a beautiful cock like the guys in the gay movies. He was a good
seven inches with a mushroom head drooling precum. I pushed harder. Nothing
happened.

"Add a little more lube," Mike said. I pulled away and Wally squirted some
more lubricant on my cock. I put it right back into Mike's ass and pushed
again. This time his ass gave way and my head popped through his
sphincter. He winced, but told me to keep it in. We were still for a few
seconds, then he nodded. I pulled out again, then pushed it in deeper. We
rested again and I repeated the motion, pushing my cock a bit deeper each
time.

I guess I was penetrating an inch deeper with each thrust. My cock was five
of six inches into his ass when I felt him relax. That's when I shoved hard
and pushed it deep. My entire cock vanished into his ass. He gasped. I had
been so excited, I hardly knew what it felt like forcing my cock into
Mike's ass.

Once I was deeply lodged in Mike's ass, I calmed down and smelled the roses
as it were. He was a muscular man and his ass clamped tight as soon as I
was in. It was as if his ass was shrink wrapped to my cock. Mike reacted to
every movement I made. He moaned when I rammed his prostate, then his eyes
glazed over when I deep dicked him. After a half dozen thrusts, my cock
began to merge with Mike's ass to form a single sex organ.

Pre cum was flowing from his slit forming a puddle of goo on Mike's
gut. Willy leaned over and licked it up. As I continued to thrust, it just
go better.

"Look at the size of that fucker!" Roosevelt exclaimed. "It's a monster,
but it looks even bigger now. I can't believe Mike can take it."

"Hell, Mike's not just taking it. His ass is swallowing it up!" Wally
said. I was pulling all the way out, leaving only my cock head in his ass,
then slowly shoving it deep. When it was in all the way I'd make three or
four quick shot thrusts. Mike shivered when I did this. Then I would pull
out and ram him hard and deep again. Mike didn't know if he was coming or
going.

One time I pulled out too far. Mike's ass was empty. His ass hole didn't
close up all the way and for a second I could see into his ass. I realized
I was looking into his body. I looked at his face and saw shock. He wanted
it back. I shoved in in all the way again.

"Look!" Willy cried, "He's shooting! You've popped his nut!" I looked and
saw Mike's cock spewing his cum over his sweat covered chest. This was the
first time I had ever seen a hands free orgasm.

"It's my turn now." Coach Grant whispered. I continued to pump my cock into
Mike's ass until he stopped shooting. I could feel his ass contracting with
each ejaculation. When they stopped, I pulled out. It had been the hottest
sex I have ever experienced, or had been able to conceive. Strangely, I was
hard as a rock, but I didn't feel as if I was going to shoot. I was ready
for more.

"Have you taken anything that big?" Wally asked Coach Grant as my cock
eased out of Mike's ass. My lube covered cock did look good. It was so hard
the lumpiness seemed to vanish. It was a massive club cock.

"Nothing even close." Al said, "But if Mike can take it, I can." Wally was
lubricating Al's ass. Al was moaning some, so he was getting into it.

"Would you mind if I tried to sit on it?" Al asked. "It makes it a bit
easier for me."

I, of course, had no objection at all. Getting on the bed, Coach Grant
straddled me and positioned my cock head in his ass pucker. He sat back
slowly, sort of bouncing on my cock head. He took it really slow ,but when
my cock head popped through his sphincter he relaxed. His cock had relaxed
when I first entered his ass, but once I was in he threw a spectacular
boner.  Coach Grant took a while to get used to my cock, but once he did
all was well. His ass wasn't as tight as Mike's. Al loved anal sex and
eventually I fucked him doggy style, on his back and any way we could
figure I could force my cock into his ass.

I was going great guns, enjoying every minute when I lost control and I
filled Al's ass with my seed. I had shot off earlier, but my balls had
reloaded, and every drop of cum squirted into Al's quivering ass. I was
fucking him doggy style when I popped. I held Al tight and stroked his
cock. As I shot a final volley into Al's ass, he popped. My hand was
dripping with his cum.

I pulled out of Al's ass and lay back on the bed and rested. I guess I
dozed off for a while. When I woke someone was licking my cock. Opening my
eyes, I saw it was Roosevelt. I figured there was no chance I could get it
up again, but Roosevelt was a master cock sucker. In a minute or two, I was
ready to go again.

As Roosevelt was sucking me, he worked a finger into my ass. I had never
been fucked before, but the finger felt good and I was willing. Truthfully,
I hadn't considered it before. Fucking seemed too far out of my range, but
having fucked Mike and Al, it seemed only fair. They enjoyed it so much, I
was a bit curious and wanted to see if I'd like it.

There must have been something in the water, but Mike and Willy were
talking about fucking and stroking their cocks while they watched Roosevelt
suck and finger me. I had always been shy, so I was uneasy about being on
display. Roosevelt's finger touched my prostate and all of the unease
vanished. I didn't know what that little organ could do, but I sure found
out fast.

"What in hell is that?" I cried.

"It's your magic button," Willy said. "Roosevelt, if you wouldn't mind,
could I take your place? Gordy needs some lessons in man sex." At first I
though he was going to suck and finger me the way Roosevelt did. Then I saw
him lubricating his cock. He had other plans. Mike got on the bed with me
and squirted some lube on his hand, then worked it into my ass.

"Is this your first time?" Mike asked.

I nodded. "I thought so," Mike said, "Willy wants to pop your cherry, but
I'd like a trip up your ass too, do you mind?" It was a rhetorical
question; he knew I wanted it.