Coach Adams and Stevie

Coach Adams and `Stevie'

Chapter One: Not a bad surprise at all, man!

By Wade Wright

"Oh God! Coach Adams! Coach, ---how long have you been standing there?"

"Uh, just a few minutes Steve. Definitely long enough to hear some pretty interesting talk going on between you and that other guy though! Who is he?"

"Oh coach, he's a guy I've known from Woodcity, and for only about a month or so. Coach, ---uhhh, coach, we were just kidding, man, ---really just kidding! We were just talking shit with each other man, really! We were just kidding man!"

"Well kidding or not, ---which I really don't think was really kidding, sounded like you two know each other pretty well, ---right?"

Coach Adams, the 34 year old football and wrestling coach from one of the local high schools, and Steve Banner, a 23 year old former student and wrestler of that same high school, just happened to end up in a rather awkward situation when Coach Adams happened to walk up behind Steve and his friend Brad, who were sitting on a park bench, overlooking the lake shore, and having a rather private conversation. Or, ---what was intended to be, ---a private conversation.

"Coach please man, please believe me, we were just kidding man, we were just kidding!"

"OK, let's see here! Two guys, out alone, sitting on a park bench in the dark, rubbing each other's legs, and then giving each other a quick kiss before getting up and heading separate ways, ---yeah that all adds up to just kidding, don't it? Come on Steve, you two were not kidding now, ---were you?"

"Please, ---please, ---please coach, ---please believe me! We were just kidding around. That didn't mean anything man, really! Just goofing around! We were just goofing around!"

"OK then, let me get this straight again. You, the hunk of the school a couple of years ago, the guy that all the girls fought over, and this other guy, who looks like he could be another wrestler, ---you two are just out here sitting together, rubbing each other's legs, and making plans as to just what time he can come over to your place, ---since you'll be home all alone, ---all week-end! Hey guy, I'm not that stupid Steve, ---really!"

"Oh coach, please man, please!"

"Steve don't get all upset here man. Let's talk this out a little. I know what goes on in this world. Just a little surprised from what I'm finding out tonight though! Not a bad surprise, just a surprise! Not a bad surprise at all, man!"

"Oh Coach, please! We were just goofing around man, just goofing!"

"Steve, when I came walking up on you two, you didn't have your hand on his leg then, ---you had your hand on his crotch, ---and you told him, `Wow man, this feels good! Yeah man, I want this!' That's when you told him you were gonna be home alone, all weekend, and you asked him if he could come over for the night. Right?"

"Yeah, yeah, I guess, yeah. Yeah, I did ask him that but that don't mean anything man, really it just meant I wanted some company that night. That's all!"

Looking around to make sure they were, in-fact, by themselves and nobody else had happened to silently walk up on `em, Coach looked back around at Steve and said, "Here grab this one and tell me how it feels, OK?"

Totally shocked and more than just rather confused, Steve quickly asked, "What!? What did you say?"

"Hey Steve, I said here, grab mine and tell me if it's better than his. Grab my crotch! Come on man, grab my basket!"

"Oh my gawd man! You want me to grab you? You serious man?"

"Yeah man, yeah, or I wouldn't have told you to do it! Feel me! Grab it. Nobody's here. It's just you and me, ---like you thought it was earlier, ---before your friend left, ---but now we know it's just you and me! Come on Steve, grab it!"

"Oh Coach, really? Really you want me to feel it? You want me to grab it?"

"Hey Steve, ---I heard you telling your friend how you've never had a black one and you hope you can some day! Well guy, it's black, and this is the, `someday!' Come on man, feel it! Come on Steve, grab ahold of it, feel it! I wanna feel your hand on it! Stevie, grab my dick!"

"Coach, how long were you here? How long did you listen to us? Really man, ---how long were you here?"

"Steve, I was here for probably ten or fifteen minutes. When I came down the trail, I heard you two talking dirty to each other, and I realized neither one of you realized just how loud you were talking, so I stepped back in the shadows and kept an eye out for anybody else that might be walking up, and if somebody came along, then I was gonna interrupt you guys so that you'd know others were close by. Nobody came along, so I just stood there and listened. I was there long enough to know you did a guy in a theater restroom once, went camping for a week-end with two guys that each did you, found a trucker that comes through here once a month, and you've talked about some really different stuff that you'd like to try some time. That's when you said you hoped you could do a black dick some day! Steve, it's OK! Really man, it's OK! Obviously, I play too! You've got a secret, and I've got a secret, OK? You don't tell anybody, and I won't tell anybody either! A deal man, ---a deal?"

"Coach Adams, you telling me you play with guys? Is that what you're telling me!? Is that right!?"

"Hey Steve, married, single, straight or gay, ---guys just have to do their thing once in awhile, and I'm just like you! Always watching out for those times, like when maybe I'll be home all alone for the week-end or get some other chance or time to do my thing! Why in the hell do you think I'm out, this time of night, taking a walk down along the lake shore? Sally's at a church meeting, and I'm out seeing just who might be out walking too. Always wear my jogging pants though! Makes for a good cover, if necessary. You and this other guy, you two been together before?"

"Uhh, yeah, kinda. We met in a bar in Woodcity one night when I was there for a meeting, but we never got to do anything. We exchanged phone numbers and we've talked a couple of times, but we've never gotten to do anything. He said he had the afternoon off and wanted to drive up and see me, and so we met here since we didn't have anyplace else to meet. We knew we weren't gonna do anything today though. We just wanted to see each other again though."

"So he's coming back up again Friday? Right?"

"Yeah, yeah he is."

"So you two are gonna use your place that night?"

"Yeah, guess so. I mean, we never really talked too much about detail. We just know we wanna finally do something together. Yeah, I guess we'll use my place. Debbie's gonna be at her Mom's place back in Illinois for a week, so that's why I asked him if he could come back up here then."

Once again looking around to make sure they were still by themselves, Coach Adams asked, "Uh, Steve. How long you been playing around with guys? How long you been doing this?"

Still being very shocked and nervous about what was actually happening, Steve still had not reached out and grabbed the coach's crotch, like the coach had asked him to do, and he replied, "Uhhh, not too long. Maybe a couple of years. Yeah a couple of years, I guess. Coach really, please don't let anybody know this, please! I got married before I ever started doing any of this and I gotta keep it a secret man, I gotta!"

"Hey Steve, believe me man, I know the importance of keeping it a secret. I gotta trust you too! You know what would happen to me if somebody found out! I'm a teacher, man! You know damn well I'd loose my teaching job if somebody found out, so you sure as hell can trust me that I'm not saying anything to anybody! OK?"

"Yeah I know, I know that! Coach, do you really play with guys? Do you or you just saying that?"

"Oh yeah man, yeah, I do! I'm like you. I got married first, then found out after that. Kinda wish I'd known first though.

"How long you been playing around Coach? How long you been doing it?"

"Just about probably twelve years now. I was about 21 or 22 when I did my first thing. Yeah, probably about twelve years now. Didn't know at the time that I was gonna find playing with guys a turn on, but after my first time, I was kinda hooked."

"Your first time? What happened then? How'd that happen if you weren't trying to do it?"

"Well, it was all kind of by accident." Coach Adams started to reply as he once again glanced around to make sure he and Steve were still all alone. "It was my last year at State U. A group of us guys were having a big fling, kind of a drunken fling if I may say so, and somebody made me an offer that I guess I couldn't refuse. Money was real tight back then. Sally and I had only been married for just about a year, and me, still being in school, really made the dollars tight. Well anyway, at that fling that night, somebody offered me fifty bucks if I'd pull my dick out and let little Dennis suck on it and let us all see him suck some guy off. We all knew Dennis did guys, but we didn't usually say anything about it. He was a fun guy, and we liked having him hang out with us. Well, that night, it became a topic of conversation and guys kept asking him if he wanted to suck one of us off while the rest of us watched. He said, "Yeah," he did! Then the big question happened and they asked him who he wanted to use and he said me, course ---cause, ---I was the only black guy there. He told the other guys, `Hey guys, you're all nice, but once you suck black, that's the only dick you'll want crawling back in your sack!' I said no, ---I didn't do that stuff, and that's when this guy, by the name of Kirt, offered me the fifty bucks if I'd do it. Like I said, money was real short, and fifty bucks would go a long way, and besides, after it was all over, I figured I could just forget about it and just let it go. Yeah, right! Yeah! I was broke, and Kirt, he came from money, ---a lot of money!"

"So Coach, what happened? You do it? I mean, ---I assume you did it, right?"

Once again glancing around just to make sure about their privacy, Coach then added, "Yeah, yeah I did. In-fact I made an additional hundred bucks that night! I did the Dennis thing and everybody watched him suck me and play with my dick. After I got all excited, I mean after all, about twelve or thirteen guys were all standing there watching me get sucked off, I told Dennis that I had to cum, and he pulled off of my dick cause he wanted to watch my cum hit him on the chest. Then he went back on it and cleaned it up. That was all that happened, ---until later, ---after the group started to leave."

"Yeah? Yeah? Like what Coach, what happened?"

"Well this party, if that's what it's called, was at that Kirk's apartment. He's the one that paid me the fifty bucks to let Dennis suck on me. He kept finding reasons for me to stay until all the others had left. Finally it was just him and me, and he offered me another hundred if he could suck me off too. He told me he had sucked a couple of other guys off before, but he'd never done a black dick, and he admitted that when I pulled my dick out and it had grown to about ten inches, he almost went crazy wanting it. He told me that he got so excited that he was afraid that he was gonna let some of the other guys know he really wanted at it, but then he decided that they were all too busy looking at it too, to be watching what he was doing. So anyway, like I said, money was real hard to come by, and I figured, `Hey, I did it once in front of him and about twelve other guys, so why not take the money and let him do it?' I figured he's got a lot of money, and I need some, so why not?"

"So Coach, he sucked you off?"

"Yeah, yeah he did! That night and about twice a week until school was out for rest of the year. I had to make up ways of how I had made the money once it was obvious I was getting it from somewhere. I lied and said I was working once in awhile, for the athletic department, doing stuff. Yeah, it was doing stuff, but not working for the university. Steve, I gotta admit, I was doing sex for cash. I figured, `Hey, it's only letting some guy suck on me, what's the big deal?'"

"Hey Coach, --- this Kirk guy. What was he like? I mean was he an athlete too?"

"Yeah he was, and I gotta admit now, that was probably one of the reasons I let him continue to use me. I have to admit Steve, after the second time doing me, that's when he started having less and less clothes on each time I went to his apartment, and I wasn't complaining any! First time or two, he had all his clothes on, shirt, pants, shoes and everything. Fully dressed, he'd just squat down in front of me and suck it off! Then it started that whenever I showed up, he'd have a little less on than the last time. First, it was without a shirt. It was that time that he asked me to pinch his tits while he sucked on me. And yeah, I gotta admit, he had the muscled chest of one hot fucking hunk! It went from pinching his tits to chewing and sucking on `em, pretty damn quick! I tried to keep telling him I didn't do that stuff, but I guess he just knew better! I guess he had me figured out better than I did, myself!"

"So you chewed on his tits the first time he had his shirt off?"

"No, no! The first time I just pinched em and kinda played with em. It was the next time that he talked me into sucking on em. Found out real quick I liked doing that! And the next time, when I got there he yelled to, Come on in', and then after I went in, he came out of the bathroom, fully naked, and with a major hard-on! That's when I got hard right away, and really didn't even realize it, well, right then! I was scoping out his body, and I liked what I saw! He had the body of death on him! Like I said, the chest of a god, pecks and biceps of a world wresting star. He was only like about twenty years old, but built like he'd been at it for decades. I thought I was pretty well built back then, but he sure as hell was a lot hotter than I was. Well, except for the dick!"

"Oh yeah, you said he was naked! Didn't he have much of a dick? Was it little?"

"Well, for a normal dick, it was nice, thick, just not too long. Mine was way longer than his was, but ----I guess cause it was hanging from that statue of a body, it got me excited when he made me put my hand on it. That was the first day for me to be there and take all of my clothes off too. He told me he wanted us to go lay down on the bed this time, and if I would, he'd give me an extra twenty. That was one twenty that he really didn't need to spend. When I saw that body, that massive chest with its furry line of hair going down over that tinny little wash board stomach and wrapping around his bag, his dick and his nuts, I was a gonner! That was the time when I knew I was gay, ---well at least part of the time, I was gay! We hit the bed and it was two hours later before I left. That was the first time that I actually laid on his face and pushed my whole dick down into his throat! I actually laid there and pushed it in as far as it would go, and he just laid there and took it! He loved it in his mouth, and a little later, like in another week or two, up in his ass! He managed to take the whole thing up in his ass the very first time he tried! And he told me he had never been fucked in the ass before. I'm not sure yet if to believe that or not! He sure didn't scream or anything when I pushed it up in there! He just let out some load moans that sounded OK to me! He never told me to take it out or anything!"

"Oh my gawd Coach, you fucked him? You serious man? You fucked him? All the way, you fucked him?"

"Oh yeah man, yeah sure did! Once I got started on him, it went on for actually hours! If he really had never been fucked in the ass before, it sure as hell didn't show that day, or really for about every other day the rest of that school year!"

"Oh sit man, I can't believe this Coach! I've always thought you were such a hot looking guy anyway, now to hear this is just too much to believe."

"Hey Steve, look at this!" Coach was looking down, at a major crotch tent, sticking out in front from his jogging pants, as he told Steve to look. "I'd say this talking is getting me all hot and all turned on, ---wouldn't you? Look at the hard-on I'm showing here man, look at it!"

Looking down toward the coach's crotch, Steve said, "Oh shit man, damn! Coach how fucking big is that thing? Look how it's sticking out there!"

Rather taking Steve slightly by the arm, he moved both of them over slightly, and stepped back behind a rather thick group of bushes that were close by. Slowly and very softly, Coach encouraged Steve to take ahold of, and to feel his dick! "Steve, ---reach in there and grab it man, grab it! I wanna feel your hand on it, ---come on. Grab it!"

Looking directly into the coach's eyes, and then of course back down at the protruding crotch, Steve managed to say, "Oh shit man, should I? Can I? Oh Coach, I can't believe this! Oh shit man, I can't believe this!"

"Come on Stevie man, come on! Please, please I wanna feel you grab it! You told your friend earlier that you hoped to do something with a black man some day, and here it is! Stevie, pull it out! Touch it, feel it, yeah man, yeah!"

Slowly, and very cautiously, Steve reached forward with his left hand and pulled the front of the coach's jogging pants out. With his right hand, he reached in and down, and took ahold of the coach's cock. "Oh shit man! Damn Coach! Damn man, ---this is fucking big! Oh my gawd Coach, this is one fucking big dick!"

Looking around to re-assure their privacy, Coach then looked back at Steve and pleaded, "Come on man, pull my pants down and get that thing out! Stevie I wanna feel you grabbing it with both hands! Yeah man, yeah! That's it man, that's it! Come on man, lick the tip of it for me please! Yeah, lick it. Yeah, stick the tip of your tongue in the hole of it! Oh yeah! Oh yeah! Oh Stevie, ----yeah! Oh man, that feels good, shit man, that feels good! Oh, I can not believe that my wrestling star, `Stevie boy,' has actually got his coach's cock in his hands, and he's licking on it! Oh Stevie, this is pure heaven man, pure heaven! Oh, I can not believe this is actually happening! Oh Stevie how many times I have wanted this to happen, ---just happen! Oh man, lick it, yeah, ---I've finally got my wrestler boy licking my dick! Oh Stevie if you only knew how many times I wanted to just walk up to you after you were wrestling some other guy, and just tell you how I wanted to feel you sucking on my rod! Oh Stevie, I've wanted to feel this for years!"

As the coach was frantically letting Steve know how fucking good it felt to have the tip of his cock licked on, Steve suddenly opened his mouth as wide as he could, and charged forward toward the ten inch rod, and took about five inches of it into his throat! He grabbed the coach by his firm solid muscled buttocks and pulled him forward just as far as he could, as he forced just as much of his big, black, thick, dick down into his throat, as far as he possibly could!

Coach heard Steve gag, big time, when it hit the farthest point, back in the back of his throat, that Steve could get it!

"Oh Stevie, ---Stevie, ---that is feeling good man, that is feeling good! Man if you could only know how many times, when you were on the wrestling mat grabbing hold of some other guy's crotch, of how I wanted to be the guy there, getting grabbed by you and thrown around by you! Oh Steve, I had no idea this day would ever come, but man, I'm finally living what I kinda had prayed for during all of those old days, when all I could do was just look at you and that damn hot body of your, and that big bulging crotch you showed when you were in your tight, form fitting, wrestling, singlet! Oh Stevie man, suck me, ---suck on me! Yeah man, yeah, I'm finally getting it, ---finally getting it! Oh Steve I can't believe that you're actually down there, in front of me, and taking care of my dick for me! Oh how many times I've closed my eyes, right as I jerked off, and tried to make believe I was cumming cause you had just sucked on it for me, and made it shoot off! Stevie, I've gone to sleep at night so many times wishing this was happening right there in my bed. Laying right there beside my wife, I've laid there wishing you were in bed too, sucking on me! Stevie, of all the boys I've coached and watched on the wrestling mat, you are the one that I have always had dreams about and the one that I always wished, you would have, ---maybe just accidentally, ---walked into the coach's office, and found me in my shower, jerking off! Stevie, every time, after one of your matches or a gym session with you, I'd always go in and take a good cold shower, and jerk off, just thinking about you throwing some other guy around on that wrestling mat! Every time some guy grabbed you under your crotch and planted his hand right there, firmly and solidly, so he could pick you up, I was so fucking jealous man, ---I wanted it to be my hand, right there, grabbing that crotch of yours! I wanted to be the guy that had his hand on your crotch, picking you up and throwing you down on the mat and then laying on top of you! Oh Stevie, I was so jealous of those other guys!"

As Steve continued to wildly play with, and suck on the coach's cock some more, and did manage to take another inch or so of it into his mouth, he continued to listen to the coach expound on how fucking turned on he had been during Steve's high school wrestling days, by just watching Steve wrestle and, of course, be on the wrestling mat with his very tight form fitting, and big crotch showing, singlet on. Steve just had not realized, until right at this time, listening to his former coach, of just how big his crotch had shown, when he was out on the mat. During those days, he did often either look down at it, or at a reflection of himself and attempt to rather gage if he was showing a lot or not, but he had never accepted that fact that, Yeah, I'm showing a lot of nut in this thing!' Right now, cause of the way the Coach Adams was talking, all excited about his bulging basket showing during a match, Steve was starting to really wonder if, ---during some of the matches that he specifically, and could very easily remember, did that other wrestler really need to feel him up as much as he did, and was that guy really getting more than just a wrestling hold on him and on his crotch? When he grabbed me, did he really need to move his fingers around on my dick and my bag that much? That time when I thought that guy from Valley High was about to stick his finger up in my ass, right through the fabric, was that a little more intentional than what I thought at the time? Was I hotter looking to some of the guys, than I ever thought about? Were more guys really, ---more like, ---trying to play with my body, than really trying to win a match? Were those guys really man handling me, my ass, and my crotch, right out there in the middle of a gymnasium, full of a whole bunch of people, watching us, ---including my parents!? God, if Coach Adams was looking at me that way, then maybe a lot of others were too!'

"You know Steve, every time you were on the mat wrestling, I couldn't keep from just wondering how many other guys in the gym, and maybe up in the stands, were looking at that hot body of yours and that big bulge in your crotch, and were just wishing they could be the one to take you to the shower and be the guy that gets to pull that singlet down and off of that body! Stevie, I am just fucking sure you've sent a hell of a lot of guys home after a wrestling match with a wet and moisty crotch. I know damn well most of the guys that ever wrestled you had to go shoot off after they got done man handling you and that hot body of yours! Just looking at you and watching some other guy grab you or you grabbing some other guy by the crotch and picking him up and throwing him around, ---that's a major turn on for any guy that likes to play with hot bodies! And man, you've got one, one fucking hot body!"

The coach's talking about how hot Steve was to him then and always had been while in high school was making Steve horny as hell right then. He was using the coach's rod for every bit of fun and enjoyment he could muster! He was trying to get all of it in his mouth, and down his throat, but he knew a dick ten inches long and about five or five and a half inches around, was way more dick than he had ever tried to take before!

"Hey baby, do it! Do it!" Coach emphatically encouraged Steve to, --- "Do it man, do it," as he stood there, watching to make sure nobody was approaching, and at the same time thrusting his body back and forth, encouraging Steve to take more and more of his dick, whenever he could. For more than probably five or six minutes, Steve ate and sucked on the coach's big thick, rod, and Coach Adams continued to feed it to him, ---as he kept a keen eye out for anybody that might happen upon them. He prayed that nobody would appear, since he really was not too sure if he'd actually be able to, or even want to, pull his dick out of Steve's mouth, until after it shot off and he had reached his height of excitement, in getting a complete blow job from his former wrestling star. `The' blow job he'd been praying for, for about six years now! He prayed that if anybody did happen to come along, he could either be able to tell very easily, that it was just another gay guy, out looking for some of his own action, or maybe that they'd be well enough hidden behind the bushes, that he could just tell Steve to be very quiet, and to just keep on sucking, without making any noises.

"Oh Stevie, Stevie! Hey guy, I'm gonna cum man, I'm gonna! I gotta man, I gotta! Oh shit man, you feel so fucking good on my dick man, so fucking good! Stevie, Stevie, here it cums man, here it cums!"

Grabbing Stevie', as he had been called during the more exciting times of this little unexpected sexual session, Coach Adams grabbed him by the head and hung on as he exploded his four day build up of cum, down into Stevie's' mouth.

As Coach Adams unloaded his juices, Steve tried to lean forward just as much as possible, in an attempt to take even more of the big black rod, and in doing so, he let loose of the coach's right buttock, and used that hand to grab onto the coach's bag of nuts, and pull on em just as strongly as he could! He was trying to pull the coach into his mouth! He pulled on em toward himself, and down, at the same time. Unconsciously, he was experiencing another new sexual high that he actually did not yet realize. He, right then, had the two biggest nuts in his hand that he had ever had ahold of. It wasn't until the coach got done shooting off into his mouth, that Steve then consciously felt the enormous handful of nuts that he was squeezing on, so tightly! Suddenly he realized that those two nuts together, were almost way too much to hold in one hand. He knew that if they had not been encased in that skin bag, he would not have been able to hold `em with just one hand. One of them would have fallen out!

After swallowing what felt like a pint of cum, Steve pulled off of the `ten ton tanker' cock, and emphatically stated, "Oh my gawd coach! My gawd man! Your nuts are enormous man, ---they are enormous!" Looking up at the coach from his squatting position, Steve again emphatically expounded, "My God Coach! You have got chicken eggs for nuts! Coach, these are enormous! How in the hell do you put these in your pants? Coach, these are enormous!"

Just as Steve finished expounding how large the coach's nuts were, he immediately opened his mouth, and sucked the left one in. He rolled it around for a minute, and then he attempted to suck the right one in. He tried a couple of times, and he tried in a couple of different ways, but he soon found out that he just did not have the mouth capacity to hold both nuts in his mouth, at the same time. In his attempts to get the second nut in and in place, he had heard the coach let out a few moans and groans, that did indicate, that the coach was feeling some pinching and some pain, as Steve tried to condense em enough to eat both of them! He quickly realized that taking both of em, at the same time, was just not gonna work. He sucked on the left one and rolled it around as much as possible in his mouth, then let it slip out, before he treated himself to the right nut, and played with it in his mouth too! Letting it slide out, he then leaned forward enough to give the coach's nut bag, a nice, loving kiss!

Looking up at the coach, Steve softly said, "More dick and more nuts than I've ever seen, and of course a hell of a lot more than I've ever tried to suck on before, but man, I'll tell you, this sure ain't gonna be the last time I suck on that railroad car of a dick, and those basketball sized nuts, if I can please! Coach, please let me know that you and I will be doing this a lot now! Coach, I gotta know what it feels like to take that thing of yours up in my ass, I gotta know, but we can't do that out here, right now! Coach, I'm home alone all week-end, please tell me you'll come over and you'll let me see what that feels like going up in my butt! Please!"

"Steve my man, I sure will! I wanna see what it feels like up in that tight little ass of yours, ---like I've wanted to know for years, ---but you're not gonna be home alone all by yourself this week-end. Remember, ---you invited your buddy Brad over this week-end!"

"Yeah Coach, I know! I want all three of us together! I want a good hot three way! Me, ---Brad, and you, ---and that enormous dick of yours! Oh Coach, I gotta find out what that's like up in my ass! OK? Please?"

"Hey, why not!? Can't stay all week-end like, I assume, Brad's gonna do, but I'm sure I can find enough time to come over and fuck that ass of yours, and hey, maybe Brad's too, if he wants!"

"Oh I'm sure he will! He told me some of the stuff he wants to try, and he wants to do a big black dick sometime too! Oh Coach, yeah, he'll want it, he will! He told me about some dildos that he wants to bring with him, and one of `em, from they way he described it, it sounds like maybe you were the model for it! Yeah, you're gonna have two hungry holes to take good care of! Come horny Coach, ---come horny! Real horny! Two of us are gonna want to be fucked by you, and probably more than just once! Oh Coach, why didn't you just tell me a long time ago that you wanted to play around! Oh man, I wish you could have just once walked up to me while I had my wrestling singlet on, and just reached out and grabbed my dick! Oh man, if you could have done that, I know I would have found out so much earlier that having gay sex is so much better than with some gal. Oh Coach, I wish it had happened. If that could have happened, I hate to think of the number of times when we could have been fucking and sucking on each other, instead of me being out, running around town, just trying to find some secret dick, and then having to go home, ---again, without any action! Oh Coach, I've gotta take that dick of yours up in my ass! Coach, ----Coach, ---have you played around with guys that I know? Are there guys playing around with you or together that I don't know about? Coach,-have you fucked around with any of the other guys I went to school with? Coach, have you fucked around with any of the other guys that were on the wrestling team?"

"Steve young man! There are some guys running around this town doing some stuff that their mommies and their daddies would never believe. Hey, even one preacher's kid! And let me tell you, ---tight ass! Real tight ass!"

"Coach! Coach, you fucked some preacher's boy?"

"Yeah Steve, I did! But, better yet, he's not only a preacher's son, he's a preacher now, on his own! See, people do funny things that nobody knows about! He's got a tight ass, and he likes to have it poked once in awhile, so, ---then I get a call, ---usually about trying to help some kid, that's having trouble in school! We talk about the kid, ---well for a minute or two, then we get down to the real reason of why he wanted me to come by the parsonage. He's yelled `Holy Mackerel,' more than once, ---while we "talked" in his study!"

"I gotta have it! I gotta have it! This talking about you fucking some other guy has got me all turned on! Coach, I don't know if I can wait until this week-end! I don't know if I can wait!"