Coach Protects His Football Team Tight End
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(2) This is an fictional story based on real life experience, a fantasy if you will, some the sex is bareback. In real life, BE CAREFUL and BE PROTECTED, DON'T DO ANYTHING YOU DON'T WANT TO DO.
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I was very young just 12 when I joined Pop Warner football. We had tryouts and I made one of the teams. Freddy was so proud of me
The first day with our coach was just about getting things organized and receiving our uniforms. After everyone had their uniforms Coach Luke had us sit in a circle in the small dressing room that was a small shack behind the food concession. It was the only place to use for privacy. He told us to try to come to practice and games wearing our uniforms to reduce the time needed to get ready.
He told us that we would have to buy our own Jockstrap and Cup. He told us that he informed the store WEBERS under the L train on 31st street. I remember how I felt going there with my team mates.. The owner of the store expected boys to show up to buy their equipment.
He directed us to the back of the store to a long room with a bench and said he will evaluate what size for each of us and asked us to lower our trousers. He went down the line one boy at a time and lowered our underpants. He was carrying a small box with different size cups. He held up each of the cups to our pube pressing in to see what was the best size for each of us. When he got to me I froze and blushed as he started touching me with the cups I did feel his finger in the cup for a few tests and got really hard. Being a boy still I had no hair and still relatively small don there. He wrote down my size on a piece of paper and went down the line for each of us, when he was finished he told us to sit down and wait for him to return and leave our underpants down.
We just giggled a little waiting for him to return, then looked at each other's erections and feeling uncomfortable. He returned with the jockstraps and cups giving each of us 1 and said he will explain how to use them. My friend next to me said REALLY, don't you think we can figure this out on our own? The owner told him to stand up and step out of his pants. He then slipped the jock strap on to him and adjust his penis in the sack, inserted the cup into the sack. My friend got so excited that he ejaculated into the strap blushing beet red. The own chuckled. He told him keep it own and put his pants on and wash it when he got home. He did this to all of us when he got to me he noticed I was still hard and cupped my pube again and said you'll grow hair soon. I blushed again. He said you will all eventually grow proud bushes soon. He pulled my strap up inserted my cup and continued until all of us had them in place.
He told us to listen up and went on to say the straps will feel uncomfortable for a while and we could get chafed so he said that it's a good idea to apply cream to our genital area before we put them on each time we use them and to wash them regularly. Again he went to each of us with a sample tube of genital lotion. He went to each of us pulled our straps down and applied the cream to our private parts. There was a lot of gasps and moans as he applied the cream. It was my turn so I pulled down my and presented my pube for the cream. I was beginning to like being touch by him ( my first real homosexual feelings as a boy ). He looked into my eyes and rubbed my pube with the cream. I felt my balls tighten and my dicklet respond to his warm hand. I had never had a wet orgasm and knew I was close and said SIR I'm gonna, I'm gonna he just said let it go boy it's normal and with that I exploded and short cream out of my dicklett trembling and weak kneed. He wiped his hand on a towel and said that feels good huh? I looked into his eyes and nodded. He finished up with the team and a few more boys squirted. He cleaned up the boys that squirted then reapplied cream.
He told us to get dressed and come to the register and pay then left. We all just looked at each other Then Rob said the boys that squirted were sissies. He said that his brother told him that boys who like boys are sissies then laughed.
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