Date: Tue, 11 May 2004 20:20:22 -0500
From: Mark Reid <mreid14@cox.net>
Subject: Summer School, Part 5

This is a story of gay men performing consensual sex acts with other gay
men. If you are underage or if these stories violate the law where you
live, then please don't read. Also, if such acts disgust or outrage you,
then again, please don't read. Note that in these stories, unsafe sex does
occur, but only where all parties involved are HIV negative, and know this
because of regular testing (or they're virgins). Every sexually active
person, gay or straight, should be tested regularly for HIV. Knowing your's
and your partner's status can save your life!

My thanks to C.J. and Glynn for their careful editing

Part 5

     As we lay in bed, cuddling, I said, "so, tell me more about this coach
of yours. Should I be jealous?"
     "Never," he replied. "Coach is like my surrogate dad. You see, my
father left us when I was young. I never had a male role model growing
up. Coach quickly took that place in my heart. For a while, I thought that
I was in love with him, but I later realized that, although I loved him, my
feelings came from the fact that he was the first guy I ever had sex with."
     "Really?" I asked. "You never played around with friends growing up?"
     "Well, yes," he admitted. "But we only jacked off in front of each
other. Coach's dick was actually the first dick I'd ever touched."
     Feeling that I needed to know more about this, I said, "Why don't you
tell me about it?"

Mark
     It was my freshman year, and practice was just about to start. I was
here on a full baseball scholarship, and I was anxious to play. Coach
called me into his office one day, telling me that there were some things
that we needed to discuss. I followed him in, and he said, "Have a seat. We
need to talk." I sat down, and he continued.
     "Mark, I want to prepare you for what you're about to get into. There
will be some things that you will see going on in the locker room and
showers that you have probably never seen before."
     "What do you mean?" I asked.
     "Sex," he said bluntly. "Men playing with each other's dicks. Men
sucking off each other, pounding each other's asses. Now, a lot of coaches
disapprove of this, but I don't for several reasons. First, if they are
getting off with each other, I don't have to worry about them going out and
picking up diseases or knocking some girl up. More importantly, I feel that
it makes the team more cohesive; it makes the players even closer to each
other. These guys will be the most important people in your life for the
next four years. To play together, you need to feel comfortable with each
other. Having sex together is a way to strengthen those bonds."
     "Now, with that said," he continued. "No one will do anything to you
that you don't want to have done. A lot of the straight guys are freaked
out at first. Their whole upbringings have told them that this is
wrong. But eventually, they accept it, even if they don't participate. They
see the love flowing through the team, and they embrace that love, even if
they don't embrace the sex that it flows from. Eventually, most of them
loosen up enough to let someone else jack them off, or suck their dick. Sex
is a great way to relieve stress, and if you don't have a girlfriend, then
your buddy's the next best thing. Eventually, most of them come to this
realization, and meld into the group."
     "This whole gay/straight thing is bullshit. We're men, and we have
men's needs. A mouth feels great on your dick, whether it's a man's or a
woman's, and if you can't help your buddy get off, then what kind of friend
are you? Do you get what I'm saying?"
     "I think so," I said, knowing that my dick was hard at the thought of
having sex with my teammates.
     "So, Mark, tell me: have you ever played around with guys before?"
     I admitted that my friends and I had jacked off in front of each other
before.
     "Have you ever thought about taking it farther?"
     Blushing, I said, "Yes. Every time we jacked off, I wanted to reach
out and see what their hard dicks felt like. I just couldn't bring myself
to do it. I thought that they would think I was a queer and wouldn't be my
friends anymore."
     "Well, there's no time like the present, if you're up for it." With
that, he stood up, taking off his t-shirt and dropping his sweatpants, and
I got my first view of a naked man.  I just stared for a few
seconds. "Damn," I thought, "he is beautiful." He was about 5'10", with a
dirty blond high and tight, and his chest and legs were covered with brown
hair. His pubic area, however, I noticed, was shaved. His hard dick was not
as long as mine, but it was thick, and he had something I had never seen on
my friends: a foreskin. He had low-hanging balls, which also seemed to be
hairless. He saw the lust in my eyes, and said, "Do you want to feel it?"
     "God, yes!" I moaned, and moved over to him and hesitantly grabbed
that dick in my hand. As I lightly held it, I took my other hand and rubbed
it through the hair on his chest. He grabbed the hand holding his dick, and
started pulling it up and down his shaft.
     "Do you like this?" he asked.
     "Hell, yes!" I replied. "It feels so good in my hand." I squeezed it
hard, and he moaned.
     "Why don't we get you naked?" he said, and pulled my t-shirt over my
head. I bent over and untied my sneakers and felt his hand rubbing over my
young butt. I moaned, and stood back up and kicked off my sneakers. I then
unbuckled my jeans and slid them down and off, leaving me naked except for
my socks and my white briefs. He reached down and grabbed my hard dick
through my briefs and said, "You do like this." Getting on his knees in
front of me, he slid the briefs down my legs, and my hard dick went "Thwap"
against my stomach. He said, "That's a nice one," and grabbing my dick, he
pulled it down and put it into his mouth. The sensations were mind-blowing,
and as he started to suck, I lost it. "Coach," I screamed," I'm coming!" He
never pulled back, and I proceeded to shoot what felt to be the largest
load of my life into his mouth. I saw him valiantly swallowing, but I could
see my cum leaking out of his mouth. As he licked his lips, he stood up and
said, "Now that that's out of the way, do you want me to show you all of
the ways that two men can have fun together?"
     "God, yes!" I cried. He leaned forward, and I felt my first taste of
male lips. As his mouth opened, mine did the same, and as we started
kissing as he pressed his hairy body against mine. I could taste the
remnants of my cum in his mouth. After a few minutes, he broke away and,
leaning down, took my left nipple into his mouth. As he sucked on it, I
groaned, and I felt my dick returning to hardness. "I thought you'd like
that," he said and moved over to the other one, sucking and lightly
nibbling on it, driving me crazy. As he sucked, he reached down and started
tugging on my balls with one hand while the other started caressing my
ass. I was lost in pleasure as his finger found my pucker and he started
stroking it. Squatting down, he started sucking on my balls, one at a time,
all the while continuing to run his hand through my ass crack, making sure
to rub my pucker with each pass. I groaned, "Oh God, coach, that feels so
great!"
     "I bet this will feel even better," he replied and spun me around. He
spread my cheeks, and I felt his tongue pass across my asshole. "Oh my
God!" I cried. "You're licking my ass!"
     "Do you like it?" he asked.
     "God, yes!" I said. "Eat my ass, Coach! Eat me!" He then proceeded to
make love to my virgin ass, licking, sucking, blowing air into it, and
generally driving me crazy with the pleasure that I was receiving. I could
feel my dick leaking a steady stream of pre-cum, and after a while I knew
that I would come if he didn't stop. I pulled my ass out of his face,
turned around, and lifted him to his feet. I then dropped to my knees and
took his hard 7" in my hand. I had never sucked a dick before in my life,
but I knew right then that I wanted this more than anything. "Coach, I've
never done this before. Please lead me through it."
     "Okay, Mark, start by sucking on the foreskin. That always drives
uncut men crazy." So I shucked his foreskin forward and took it in my
mouth. I started sucking, and his groans encouraged me. I took my tongue
and stuck it inside, tasting sweat, piss and what I learned later to be
headcheese. I loved the flavor, and stuck my tongue in deeper, trying to
get all of it on my tongue.
     "God, that's it," he cried. "Clean me out, boy!"
     When I had gotten everything out, I returned to sucking on the
foreskin. Acting on a hunch, I lightly bit on it. He gasped, and I knew
that I was on to something. I started nibbling on it, and his moans grew
louder and louder. I could taste the pre-cum leaking from his dick, and I
wanted more. I shucked the foreskin back and licked the head, tasting the
pre-cum leaking from it. I started licking and kissing up and down his
shaft, playing with his big balls as I went along. Finally, I knew that I
had to feel that big dick in my mouth, so I opened up and took the head in
my mouth. His groans grew louder, and I proceeded to take as much of that
dick in my mouth as I could. I somehow knew to keep my teeth covered with
my lips, and as I took more and more in my mouth, he started moaning,
"Yeah, that's it. Swallow your Coach's big dick." I tried to take him up on
that, but when his cock hit the back of my throat, I gagged. Pulling off, I
said, "Sorry, coach."
     "That's okay, son," he said. "For a first timer, you're a
natural. Just relax your throat, and the rest will come." So I did, and
this time, I took the whole 7". When I felt his pubes hit my lips, I was so
excited that I almost came right there. I stopped and held his dick in my
throat until I needed to breathe.
     "God, you're good," he cried. He then pushed me down onto the carpeted
floor and positioned himself with his crotch in my face and my crotch in
his. "Now just do what I do," he said, and took my dick in his mouth. I
complied, and I learned how to suck cock by following Coach's lead. I
learned to use my tongue on the sensitive glans; how to nibble on the head;
how to relax enough to enjoy him fucking my face as I had fucked his. This
went on for some time, until he pulled off and lifted my legs into the air,
diving into my ass. I looked up, and saw his pink pucker staring at me. Now
I had never seen a man's asshole before, and it looked nothing like I
expected. It looked clean and inviting, and as he started licking my ass, I
knew that I had to have a taste, and, leaning up, I licked it with my
tongue. "God, yes, boy!" he cried. "Lick my ass!" With that, he tore into
my ass, and I followed, and he taught me how to pleasure that most secret
of man's treasure spots. We quickly became lost in the pleasure and
continued for some time, licking and sucking each other's asses.
     Finally, he pulled off and slid a finger against my pucker. He pushed,
and I moaned as I felt it enter me. "Oh, god, Coach, that feels awesome!" I
cried. He laughed, and reached inside and found something that I didn't
know that I had: my prostate. When he touched it, I thought I would explode
with pleasure. I cried out, and he continued to rub it, driving me crazy. I
took my finger and inserted it into his hole. It felt like nothing that I
had ever experienced: it was wet, and hot and inviting. Searching, I felt a
hard knob and rubbed it. His cries told me that I had found it, and I
started playing with it, making him as crazy as he was making me. We
continued finger-fucking each other for some time, with Coach adding first
one then another finger, until he had three fingers sawing back and forth
in my ass. My head was back, and I was moaning uncontrollably. He pulled
out and said, "So, boy, do you want to find out how good a man's dick can
feel in your ass?"
     I hesitated. I knew that this was a turning point: once he fucked me,
nothing would ever be the same again. "Fuck it," I thought, and said, "God
yes, Coach. Please fuck my ass." Coach got up and got a tube of something
from a drawer in his desk. Returning to me, he lifted my legs into the air
and squirted the tube into my ass and then used his fingers to spread it
around. He then took some more of the stuff and coated his dick with
it. Putting my legs over his shoulders, he lined his dick up with my hole,
and said, "Okay, boy, relax your butt and pretend that you're taking a
shit." I did, and I felt Coach's dick slide in, popping my cherry. I
expected it to hurt, but it didn't; it just felt weird. Coach stopped after
inserting the head and asked, "Are you okay?"
     "I'm great," I said. "Give me some more." With that, he slid a few
more inches into me, stopping when I cringed in pain. "That's okay, baby,"
he said. "Just relax." I did, and slowly he slid more and more into me
until I felt his pubes brushing against my ass. "How does that feel?" he
asked.
     "It feels wonderful," I said, and it did. I felt filled up, not just
my ass, but also my whole being. I felt complete. "Fuck me coach!" I
cried. He proceeded to do just that, sliding his dick in and out of me,
slowly at first, but faster and with more force as we progressed. Each time
his head hit my prostate, I groaned, and my dick leaked more pre-cum. I
reached down for my dick, but he slapped my hand away. "Oh, no you don't,"
he said. "I'm going to fuck that cum right out of you," and started
pounding my ass. I lost myself in the pleasure; I was babbling, my head
rolling from one side to the other as Coach taught me how good it felt to
be fucked. Finally, I couldn't take it any more; I screamed, "I'm cumming!"
and proceeded to lay a thick load of cum over my face and chest. "Yes!" he
cried. "Shoot that load!" I felt him make two more hard thrusts, and I felt
his dick swell in my ass as he filled me with his cum.
     After we recovered, he pulled out and kissed me tenderly. "Mark," he
said, "You're going to be a great asset to this team; and I don't just mean
on the field. I've never found anyone take to man-sex as quickly as you
did. You're a natural." I kissed his nose and said, "Well I guess it's
because I had a great teacher." He laughed, and we stood up. Slapping my
ass, he said, "Now let's go get cleaned up."

Back to the present
          "I think that I wish that I had been there," I said. "That was so
hot. I take it that you and Coach became regular partners after that."
     "Yeah, he and I have fucked around regularly since then. He's one of
the guys that I shave with, and we all fuck around afterwards. Pete," he
continued, "You need to know that I love Coach deeply: not the way that I
love you, but I love him nonetheless."
     "Are you going to continue to have sex with him?" I asked, afraid of
his response.
     "Pete, I honestly don't know," he said, looking deep into my eyes. "At
this moment, I feel that you are the only one that I want, but I've never
given any thought to monogamy before. I have to admit: I'm a sex pig. I
love to have a dick up my ass and down my throat, with one in each of my
hands, while someone else goes down on me. I love to be the meat in a fuck
sandwich." I saw tears streaming down his cheeks. "I know that I love you
and that I want to spend my life with you, but I don't know that I can be
faithful to only you."
     Tears of relief rolled from my eyes. "Thank God," I said. "I was just
thinking the same thing. I've only ever loved one man in my life, and there
was never any question of monogamy: he is married. He's still my best
friend, and we have continued to be together over the years. I was just
trying to figure out how I could give him up."
     "My love," he said (God how I love hearing that), "I am not going to
put chains on you. One of the things that Coach taught me is that the more
that you love, the more that you can love. One of the reasons that we never
became lovers, in the strictest sense of the word, is that he loves all of
his players, me included. I would never ask that you not have sex with
anyone else, only that I am included when you do."
     "I agree," I said. "I'd love to be the one sucking your dick while
various other men have their way with you, watching a big dick fucking your
sweet ass."
     "I'd love that," he said. "Speaking of a dick fucking a sweet ass, I
believe that I promised the man I love a dick up in his ass. Interested?"
     "Hell, yes," I replied.

End of Part 5