Date: Thu, 17 Feb 2005 19:40:58 -0800 (PST)
From: Lex ~ <dieharddolfan05@yahoo.com>
Subject: Football Coach

Football Coach
By Lexfactor

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I looked at the dozens of boys presented before me.
They were in several bunches because they were trying
out for thr varsity football team and I seperated them
by position.
As it is every year, more boys were trying out for the
quarterback position than any other position. This
year, there were 8 young men trying out. I recognized
4 of them because my second- and third-string
quarterbacks from last year were trying out as were 2
boys that tried out last year but didnt make it. The
other quarterback wanna-bes were unknown to me.
Today was just devoted to filling out a bunch of
paperwork. No one touched a football. No one dressed
out.
Dressing out is my favorite part of being a high
school football coach. See, Im gay and am attracted to
high school-aged boys. The way my office is, I got a
nice view of the whole locker room, so I get to see a
lot of hot naked boys every practice. It wouldve been
odd if I made the boys strip and shower just for doing
paperwork.
All right, boys, I said to the squad. Rest up tonight
because tomorrow is a tryout day. I
am going to need the quarterbacks and wideouts
tomorrow tomorrow and the day after, and then
everybody the following day. Any questions? There were
none. Very well. You are dismissed.

~

The 8 quarterbacks and 6 wide recievers stood before
me, clad in their own practice gear. As I looked over
them, I felt my cock twich when I thought about seeing
them strip down and shower off their hot, sweaty,
dirty bodies.
Hamilton, I said to the quarterbacks. Which one of you
is Hamilton? The most attractive of the 8 attractive
boys hesitantly raised his hand. Why are you trying
out for my football team?
Well, because I was the starter last year in middle
school, Coach Flynn, the blonde freshman replied.
Dwyer, tell Hamilton the difference between middle
school ball and high school ball. Freddie Dwyer was
one of the two boys
who tried out last year but didnt make the team. Like
Jake Hamilton, he was the starter in middle school.
The well-hung redhead, Dwyer, looked to the beautiful
15-year-old Hamilton and said, You were a big fish in
a small pond in middle school. Now youre a small fish
in a big pond in high school. I had told him the same
exact thing one year ago. But I knew then that I
wanted Jake Hamilton on my team. I wanted to see him
naked as much as possible.
Dwyer is right, Hamilton. Do yourself a favor and go
try out for J.V. I prayed that he was like Freddie
Dwyer and would insist on trying out. My prayers were
answered.
If its okay with you, sir, Id still like to try out,
he said. Im confident in my abilities.
Very well, I said.
I then began the tryouts. I had the quarterbacks
throwing to the receivers. Sadly, Hamilton
wasn't as good as he thought. He went 4 for 10 and
managed to fumble once. He was clearly the worst one
out there. He made the prospective wideouts look bad.
I was disappointed. I really wanted this kid on the
team so I could beat off in my office while he changes
his clothes and showers in the locker room. He
obviously wasnt going to make the team.
Jake knew it, too. When he finished his tryout, he
just walked off the field and went home. I didnt
expect him to just throw the towel in. I was hoping
hed at least stick around to get out of his dirty
clothes and rinse off his sweaty body.
When I got home that night, I had an idea. I pulled
out the forms I had the boys fill out and found Jakes.
I looked up the phone number and dialed. My heart was
beating wildly as the phone rang on his side. His dad
picked up the phone. Hello? Mr. Hamilton said.
Yes, this is Coach Flynn from Western High School, I
said in my most professional voice. I was wondering if
I might speak to Jake for a moment.
Sure, said his dad. Ill go get him. I could hear him
call his son to the phone. Finally, he was on the
line. Whos this? he wanted to know.
Coach Flynn. Why did you just walk away like that
today?
Because I suck, he replied.
Hey, what you do on your spare time is none of my
business, I joked. He didnt realize that I was
implying that he sucked dick.
But I do suck, dont I?
Listen, even the best have bad days, I consoled. I
want to show you some things in the morning. You have
Mrs. Taylor for English during second block. How about
I steal you away from her then because its my free
block and we can do some things. My cock was hard as
hell as I thought about the things I wanted to do with
him tomorrow.

Sure, he replied. I hate English.
Ill talk to your teacher in the morning. Just come to
the gym straight from your first class.
Okay, he said.

~

A minute after the bell to end first block sounded,
the blonde freshman walked in the gym. All the kids
from my first class had already left. I told Jake to
follow me to the locker room to dress out. He obeyed
me like the good boy he is.
I went into my office and waited in there for him to
change into his workout clothes. Unfortunately, he
kept his underwear on. But he was wearing briefs and I
could tell that he had a good sized package. Needless
to say, I was hard as a brick watching him.
When he was decent, I called him into my office.
Normally I wouldve stood up and shook his hand, but I
was in no condition to do that, if you know what I
mean.
Mr. Hamilton, so nice of to show up.
Well, youre taking your own free time to teach me some
things about quarterbacking. The least I could do is
show up and listen.
You know that I used to play quarterback for Florida
State, right, he nodded. I wasnt good enough for the
NFL, but Im good enough to know how to turn a good
middle school quarterback into a good high school
quarterback.
Im sure you are, he agreed.
Let me ask you something, Hamilton. Why should I give
you a second chance to be on my district-champion
football team?
Well, you probably shouldnt, he confessed. I was so
bad yesterday. But I was so nervous. I wanted to do
good so badly that I couldnt concentrate on getting
the ball to the reciever.
Im sure you were nervous, but so were the other 7 guys
trying out. Thats no excuse. I dont tolerate excuses
on my team. I am 
going to give you a second chance for one reason and
one reason only. I see potential in you, I lied. The
only potential I saw in him was him potentially
getting his cock sucked by his 34-year-old coach.
You do? he asked me, his blue eyes locked into mine. I
nodded my head. What can I do to get on the team this
year, Coach?
Tell me, Hamilton, how badly do you want to be on the
team?
Coach, I would do ANYTHING to play quarterback for the
Superstars this year. This was the answer I was hoping
for.
Anything? I inquired. He nodded his head. Underneath
the desk, I unzipped my pants and let my fat 7.5 uncut
cock get some air. Come here, I instructed.
Jake Hamilton got up out of his chair and came around
on my side of the desk. In my swivel chair, I rolled
backward, leaving the cover of the piece of furniture.
He didnt notice my exposed, erect cock at first. But when he
did, his eyes almost popped out of his head. He slowly
looked up and into my eyes. Why is your, um, penis
out, Coach? he asked me. I looked at the front of his
sweats. A hard on shows up when you wear sweatpants.
But Jake wasnt hard. Either that or he wasnt a boy,
but of course he was a boy because his physical said
so.
Penis, Jake? No male calls it a penis outside the
science classroom. My cock is out because you want on
my football team and I want to fuck around with you.
What does you wanting to, um, fuck me have to do with
my football skills?
You have something I want, I said and grabbed his cock
through his clothes. He was soft. And I have something
you want. Ill make you third string quarterback this
year as long as you agree to do whatever I want sexually
this season. Do we have a deal?
He thought about it a moment. He looked down at my
stiff dick and then looked back to me, then back to my
wood. All the while I was looking at the crotch of his
sweats, searching for any evidence of arousal. After a
full minute, a tent in his pants started to appear. I
looked up at his face and then he stopped staring at
my pecker to stare into my eyes.
We have a deal, he said, extending his hand. I shook
it. After the handshake, I pulled down his sweatpants.
His hard cock was trapped in his tight underwear,
begging to be let out. I did it a favor and pulled the
Fruit Of The Looms down, exposing a 6 cut cock. I
pulled him closer to me and took his dick into my
mouth. It was smooth and sweet. I started to suck him
off while my hands explored his hairless ass and his
cute balls, which had just
little peach fuzz on them. My tongue was rubbing the
sensitive underside of his dick while I sucked it.
This took a lot of practice, but Ive been teaching and
coaching for 7 years, so Ive had a lot of teenage
dicks to practice on. It had the same effect on Jake
as it always has on every boy that gets sucked off by
me. When my tongue went to work while I was sucking,
he shivered with pleasure and thrust his cock deeper
into my mouth.
Damn, Coach, where did you learn to suck cock like
that? the new third string quarterback asked. I had a
mouthful of cock and chose to continue doing what I
was doing instead of answering him. He didnt seem to
mind. He just closed his eyes and put his head back
and allowed himself to be serviced.
My zipper was poking into my cock and it began to
hurt. So I took my students hot dick out of my
mouth to fix the problem. Out of pure reflex, Jake
slapped me. I looked up, surprised. He was as shocked
as I was. His eyes grew wide and his hand flew tp his
mouth. Sorry, Coach, he said. It felt so good and my
body didnt want you to stop.
I didnt reply. I just stood up and pulled my jeans all
the way down to my ankles. I didnt wear underwear. I
sat back down and he put his penis into my mouth no
sooner than I opened it.
I quickly got back into my groove. He was moving his
hips back and forth, fucking my face, while I moved my
lips along his shaft. My left hand was massaging his
nuts while my right hand was busy jerking my big cock.
It was incredible sucking the cock of such a hot boy.
I loved causing this boy so much pleasure that he
acted out violently when I stopped sucking him.
I knew it felt good for him. All sorts
of pleasure sounds were escaaping his lips. His hips
started to fuck my face harder causing me to suck his
cock with more force than Id ever sucked a boy before.
The sweat was forming at my brow, threatening to roll
down and sting my eye. I was so hot because a part of
his aroused body was in my mouth, full of his hot
blood.
But my mouth would soon be full of another hot liquid.
Since his balls were in my hand, getting lots of
loving attention, I was able to feel them get tight
and I prepared to get a mouthful of cum. Jake
apparently knew that he was about to blow his top
because he took his dick out of my mouth. I grabbed
him by the ass and pushed all 6 inches of cut cock
deep into my mouth and sucked it like I was trying to
get the last drop of liquid with a long, hot straw. He
exploded into my mouth, filling it woth spurt
after spurt of hot jizz. I guzzled this sexy boys
juice as fast as he could feed it to me. I sucked it
for a long time afterwards, making sure that I got
every single drop of that sweet boy juice.
I stood up and gave him a light kiss on the lips. You
like that, Jake? I whispered.
He kissed my lips, just as softy. Hell yeah, he
whispered back, forcefully.
Yeah?
Yeah.
I sat down in the chair and rolled it so I was behind
him. I instructed him to bend over. Again, like a good
little boy, he obeyed.
His hole was directly in front of me. I put my nose in
his crack and took a big whiff of hi scent. It made my
cock impossibly hard. I put out my tongue and started
going up and down his crack, paying extra attention to
the fifteen-year-olds shit hole. The boy shuddered
with pleasure from the contact. I thrust my wet tongue as
far as I could up his butt. It explored his rectal
cavity and made the boy very happy. It also made his
coach very horny.
I reached into the bag that I bring to work every day
and took out the bottle of KY jelly that I have with
me at all times (you never knew when you may find
yourself in need of lubrication). I lubed my dick up
good and then slammed it into his ass. He made a noise
like a wounded animal and I remembered that the poor
boy had never been fucked before.
Im sorry, baby, I said soothingly. I forgot that you
were a virgin.
Im not a virgin, he said.
I mean, with other guys. Im sure youve fucked lots of
pretty girls looking as good as you do.
Im not a virgin with guys, either, he told me. When I
was 12, I fucked arounf with a 15-year-old named Brian
and let him do me up the ass a few times. But not
since then have I had a cock up there. I never did
anything with another guy since then before now.
My cock is probably a lot bigger than Brians was, I
commented as I started to fuck him. He started to say
something, but gave up once the pleasure I was causing
him really hit him. Instead of words, all I heard were
moans and gasps and sqeaks that indicated that he
enjoyed getting fucked as much as I liked fucking him.
It had been 3 years since this Brian boy last fucked
him. Jakes ass was nice and tight and felt real good
around my swollen member. I was fucking him hard and
fast and it almost felt like I was ripping him. He
felt no discomfort as far as I could tell as I plowed
into him.
Finally something intelligent came out of his mouth
instead of the mindless babble he had been making. He
started saying Fuck me, fuck me
he said over and over. And you better believed I
fucked him.
I became like a machine. A crazy, gay, sex-possesed,
lust-powered fuck machine, programmed to screw Jake
Hamilton as hard and as fast as possible. His ass was
sure going to be sore tomorrow because I was doing him
raw.
Oh, sweet Jesus! I exclaimed as I shot a huge load od
cum up his ass. My balls didnt give me a warning. I
guess they didnt want me to try to hold it. My body
wanted to ejaculate, and thats what it did. My cum
started to overflood his sweet ass. I always shoot a
lot of juice when I cum and my quartedbacks ass just
couldnt fit it all in.
I pulled out and faced him. I caught him jacking off.
I spit into my hand and lubed my hole up. I beent over
in front of him and told Jake that I wanted him to cum
up my ass. He thrust his cut piece of meat in my
loose asshole. My hole swallowed his 6 whole. He
started to fuck me awkwardly. It was obvious that
Brian was a top only because Jake had apparently never
fucked someone up the ass before.
He didnt get a chance to get a rhythm going. He moaned
low and long and then shot a second, smaller load up
my butt. It felt so good.

~

Jake and I showered together and got dressed. We didnt
have time to do anything football related.
Before the bell rang to end second block, we just made
out with each other.
I had brought out something in him that he didnt know
was there. And now that I had unleashed it, I knew
this was going to be a very exciting football season.
Oh yeah, the games would be entertaining as well.

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