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.
My next trip to All State was five or six years later when I was the assistant coach of a football team for Kennedy College. We had a good year and my team had made the finals. I had struck up a friendship with Coach Willy Robins of Central University. After a night of too many beers we ended up in bed and after two or three top-of-the-line sex sessions, I told him my All State story.
Willy said he had dreamed of that sort of experience when he was in school. He now had a kid who was all but drooling to hit the hay with him. I told him I had a similar team member. Wally was a line backer, big, beefy and hot-to-trot. Willy's student was a tackle, Marvin Hapgood.
"I've never fucked with one of my team members, but it is a temptation some times," Willy said. "Marvin wants it so bad it almost hurts watch him.
"Wally's the same way. I'm not sure he's admitted it to himself even, but he saw me in the shower once and almost shot off," I said. "I pretended not to notice." We were silent for a minute. I think the same thought stuck us both at the same time.
"Why don't we trade?" Willy asked.
"It's too dangerous," I replied. "How could we manage it?" Willy noticed I wasn't totally opposed, just cautious.
"I make the sleeping arrangement for the team, I can work something out." Willy said. Willy had a devious streak to him. He also knew the desk clerk at the hotel we stayed in. Somehow on the first night of the tournament, there was a mix up and Marvin ended up in my room and Wally in Willy's.
Marvin had a room to himself, until I showed up at 11:00 PM. I said it was a mix up in the reservations. I called to the main desk, had a conversation with the clerk and then gave Marvin the bad news.
"Apparently there is no room available until tomorrow. Would you mind if I bunked with you tonight?" I asked.
"No problem, Mister," he said. "I've got two beds."
"If we're going to be roommates for a night you can drop the "mister," I said. "I'm coach Al Grant from Kennedy." The minute I said the word "coach", Marvin's interest picked up. "You did real well tonight, I watched the game. I'm Marvin Brooks, I'm on Central's team," the boy said.
"You did well too, we may end up meeting in the championship game," I said, "Maybe we'd better not talk shop, I don't want to give away my secret plays!" Marvin laughed. "Have you tried the shower out? I need to clean up badly," I said as I took my shirt off.
He said no. Marvin had been watching television. He was wearing oversized shorts and a shirt that was twice as big as he needed. He was blond and pink and the ghetto style clothes he wore looked odd. He pretended to look at the TV, but he had his eye on me as I stripped. The heat was on and the room was uncomfortably warm.
"Damn, it's hot in here," I said as I went in the bathroom for my shower. I took a nice long time, when I returned to the room I wondered if Marvin would take my hint and take off some clothes, or would turn down the heat. I glanced out of the bathroom door and saw he wasn't wearing a shirt. I had guessed right.
I wrapped a towel around my waist and returned to the bedroom. I didn't have Coach Varanian's nerve or experience to get naked right off the bat. I was in my early 30s then and was still in real good shape. I was pretty hairy even then. Marvin looked me over carefully while I looked over some of the literature for the tournament.
Marvin was big, very muscular and pink. He was covered in a downy coat of blond hair, but it almost vanished against his pale skin. He had big pink tits too. The contrast between his delicate coloring and massive body was attractive.
We talked about who had won the games that night. I mentioned the room was hot. He went over to the heating unit and tried to turn it down. It didn't do much. "It is hot, maybe I'll take a shower," he said.
"The heat may not work correctly, but the water pressure is fine," I said. Marvin went off to the bathroom, stripped off his shorts and turned on the water.
"How do you get the shower to work?" he asked from the bath.
"It's one of those funny knobs," I replied. "I'll show you." I jumped out of bed and went into the bath. The room was small, the lavatories were in the bedroom itself, so the shower and toilet were the only fixtures in the room. We were both big men, so there wasn't much room left over. He was naked. When I bent over to pull the knob, my towel fell off and I was naked too."That was easy," he said. "I feel kind of stupid."
"Glad to be of service," I said, looking him over. Big beefy men don't always have big beefy cocks, but Marvin had a nice piece of uncut meat hanging between his legs. His balls looked huge and hung low. While I looked at his equipment, he checked out mine.
"I'm just a big dumb tackle," he said. As he looked at my cock, it began to respond and firm up. I didn't throw a hard, but it definitely reacted to the attention.
"There nothing wrong with being big," I said. He was pretty much staring at my cock and his cock was getting hard. His cock head was beginning to emerge from the foreskin. "Especially when all of you is big." I reached over and cupped his balls in my hand. "That's some impressive baby-making equipment you have. You need the extra big cup."
He didn't know what to do. I got a little bit closer and he touched my balls. "Yours are nice too," he said in almost a whisper.
"I'm feeling hot too, do you want to share the shower?" I asked. He nodded and we both got in. Once we were in the shower Marvin was fully erect. He soaped me up, then I soaped him up, making sure his genitals and ass were clean. He shivered when I touched his ass hole, but he didn't object or move away. That was a good sign. I turned off the water and we dried off. I looked at his cock again. "Damn your baby maker is a beauty, Marvin," I said.
He laughed nervously. "I've never made a baby with it."
"But I bet you've had a lot of fun with it?"
"Not that much," he said, whispering again. "I've heard of things you can do, but never done them. I've been too scared."
"Did those things sound interesting?" I asked. He nodded. "I'm a Coach," I continued, "I can teach you things, if you're interested?" I will swear he almost passed out. I steadied him and we went to my bed. He lay back on the bed and I sucked his cock. He spurted a single glob of cum when my mouth touched his cock head. I pulled back.
"I'm sorry," he cried.
"Just relax, Marvin. Cum is what we are after here," I said. "We're just two guys helping each other out." I got up and got my cock to within sucking range of his mouth. He looked at it with a combination of fear and lust. Lust won out and he licked it. Licking wasn't enough, so I pivoted and sucked him while he sucked me. We sucked for three or four minutes, then broke apart to take a breath. "Are you okay, Marvin?"
"Oh yes," he cried.
"We don't need to go any further if you don't want to," I said.
"You don't like it?" Marvin asked.
"I love it,"I replied. "You?"
"It's great," he said as we resumed sucking. He went after my cock wit gusto and enthusiasm. He was oozing precum at a good rate. He had calmed down and was hard, but not ready to shoot. We took breather.
"Have you ever fucked?" I asked.
"No, never," he said. He didn't need to say he was interested. I stroked his cock. It couldn't get harder. I had some KY in my suitcase and covered his cock with it. I worked some lube into my ass and straddled him.
"Would you mind if I took a seat on it?" I knew he wouldn't mind. I sat back. His cock was thicker than I had guessed. My plan had been to copy Coach Varanian's technique and end up in Marvin's ass. That was before Marvin's cock entered my ass.
I guess you could say I was a social fucker. It was okay, but never was that exciting. If a guy really wanted to fuck, that was fine with me. Marvin's club cock must have been the perfect shape to ring my chimes. It felt good as it slipped in, and as I wiggled and adjusted my position, it only got better.
By the time the night was over I had turned to jelly. Marvin turned from being a shy and unsure virgin into a master fucker and cocksman. He loved fucking as much as I liked being fucked. He had no idea he would like it as much as he did; I sure had never enjoyed being fucked as much. Marvin was a virgin, but he soon had no trouble figuring out different ways to work his cock into my ass. He lost all of his shyness. As he realized how much I liked it, he got more comfortable and became much bolder.
He got me on my back so he could have more control of the action. He could thrust for a long time, varying his angle of thrust each time so he could thoroughly explore my ass. His cock touched every inch of my ass which was in range. Marvin began thrusting harder. He turned bright red as he climaxed, eight inches in my ass.
Marvin pulled out and collapsed on the bed next to me. I though he was done for the night, but I hadn't correctly estimated the amount of cum a 21-year-old virgin jock might have saved up. His huge balls didn't just make cum, they stored it and by the end of the night he had shot it all into me.
He had five or six major orgasms. I produced a measly three. To Marvin's credit, he sucked up every drop of my cum as it spewed from my cock. He would give some time to recover, then he'd return his cock to my ass. I was worn out, but as I got tired, I relaxed and his cock got deeper and it felt even better.
We fell asleep early in the morning and had to get up and get to practices early. I was surprised I wasn't tired, fucking must be relaxing. My team lost that afternoon, Marvin's went on to win the championship.
He got back to the room a little after 10:00. Marvin had drunk a few beers and was excited both by the victory and the prospect of another night of sex. Some of his shyness had returned, but the beer helped with that.
"Great game," I said.
"Thanks, we were lucky," he replied. "It was a good game, wasn't it?"
"It sure was, you did well," I said. He was rightly proud of his team and his role in it. "I bet you're ready to kick back and relax some?"
"You're right about that." Marvin said. "This has been one of those days I'd love to have an instant replay of."
"I know the feeling!" I replied. "I can't replay the day, but I wouldn't mind an instant replay of last night."
"You would?" Poor Marvin wasn't sure I had liked it as much as he did. I took my shirt off in reply. Marvin was naked before I had the shirt over my head. I was a bit afraid it might not be as good as the night before had been. We were more relaxed and it was just as good.
In between orgasms we talked. "Does it feel as good in your ass as it does for me?" Marvin asked. "To tell you the truth it's hard to tell. It's so different, it's apples and oranges," I said. "You certainly rang my chimes."
Marvin smiled. "I kind of thought I was playing a carillon."
I laughed. "You're right about that. Have you thought about trying the bottom?"
"I guess you could say, it's been on my mind," Marvin replied. "It seems only fair to give you a chance to get in my ass."
"There's not much chance of that, I've shot off already," I said. "It's difficult to get hard enough again after I've popped."
"Not for me!" Marvin said proudly.
"And that, my dear boy, is part of your charm," I said. As it turned out, I did get hard enough later that night. Marvin was a nice boy and he let me in his ass, more because he was a good sport, than because he wanted it.
I got him on his back with his legs on my shoulders. I looked at his delicate pink ass hole. It seemed crude to force my hairy cock into it and I held back. He twitched his pink pucker and suddenly I was unbelievably turned on. Marvin was tight, but he didn't resist at all and my cock slid in deeply the first thrust. It took a few minutes for him to get use to it, but he ended up having a good time.
The next morning we went our separate ways, but we did keep in touch. I still see him once or twice a year when our paths cross. He's married and has two kids. That is all good for him, but he still says when it comes to sex, I'm the master.