This is my story, The story of a hungry cock sucking bottom boy. The names have been changed to protect the identity of my many men! If you are under 18, or not interested in gay sex please leave now! My name is Nick and I am a good looking, athletic, bottom boy. Growing up, I enjoyed playing with dolls, and this infuriated my father and his brothers, so they introduced me to every sport imaginable, Soccer, Football, Baseball, Hockey, Tennis, Volleyball, Basketball, Swimming you name it and I played it. There was to be no "sissies" in the family. While I played the games it wasn't until about 5th grade when I started getting better. It was then I realized I can be around guys all day, and the better I am at sports the more they will like me. The boys in my class stopped making fun of me, My parents were proud that I was excelling in sports, and soon I was extremely popular! In 5th grade I made the traveling basketball team, I was short and skinny, but quick as hell, and even if I shot from the side of my head, my shots usually scored. It was during 1/2 time during one of these games at a YMCA when we were in the locker room with grown men, I loved the sites and the smell. One black man had at least 11" hanging and it turned me on! I wanted to suck it, even though I had never done that, that is exactly what I wanted to do. Anyways, after the talk I was pissing and my coach Mr. Gangini stepped next to me and pulled his out, he put his arm around me, and said "Nick you are playing well, but don't let things distract you" As he said this he was showing me his cock. It was about 3 inches, but kind of fat, and I was amazed by the size of the head. I couldn't help but look at it, and he kept pulling on it, and telling me that I was a good player. Eventually we went back to the game, and I was still thinking about the cocks I had just seen. I didn't play very well and the coach pulled me from the game, "Nick you need to think about basketball! Nobody likes a loser, you want to be liked don't you! The benefits come later. Everybody wants you to do well, don't let them down!" I went back in the game and made 4 quick steals, scored 6 points and had an assist to my older brother Kyle. The other team called a time out, and Mr. Gangini winked at me. It made me feel so wanted, and loved. It changed me forever, I wanted to win at all costs, and became obsessed with winning. I was labeled a poor sport, but a great athlete. I was real popular too. I didn't have sex back then, but I did use to jerk-off and fantasize about my coach, some ref's, the pizza maker, and some team mates, plus my new best friend Dean who lived across the street from me, and was the only other 5th grader on our basketball team. I never came but I felt the tingle, and loved being hard! By 8th grade I was known as a jock, nobody remembered I use to play with dolls, they all just wanted to be my friend. Some were jealous, my brother included, which is weird because I was in awe of him. He had already started cumming and sometimes I would suck on the hand cloth he kept near his bed. Dean was also a jock, and still my best friend, we were always together. We talked about girls and stuff but mostly sports. That summer his father told him he was going to the Catholic High School. Dean and I both cried, and we were hugging each other and I got a huge hard-on, so did Dean,we weren't embarrassed, we started kissing right in his backyard. As we separated we both noticed wet spots in our pants, neither of us knew it was called pre-cum. We decided to both try for 12 Varsity Letters and talk every day. Soccer started in August, and I was a bit nervous, moving to the High School level, even if I knew I could play the game, nobody from my grade school class was going out for the team, so it wasn't going to be easy. Anyways that 1st practice was such a turn on, the coach constantly called us "pussies" and said "Mother Fucker", and "Cock Sucker" it turned me on so much, and then in the locker room, he got unchanged in the coaches office, which was a brick room with one wall all glass looking into the locker room. He stood there taking off his well stuffed jock, and I stared in lust, his cock was beautiful, and I noticed I wasn't the only one checking him out. One guy John said to me "Yo Nick aren't you gonna hit the showers? Its fucking stinky hot" "I'll wait until I get home". John was a hot looking junior who lived a town away from me, but I knew him from tennis. "If you are sure." he said as he winked at me and groped himself. "Fuck" I thought to myself, "now I wanna run in that shower." I didn't though and went home and told Dean what happened. "Do you think we are gay?" He asked me. "Why who said that?" I got very defensive. "Nick I think I love you" "I love you too, but we are like brothers, closer than that, don't get any crazy thoughts in your head." I told Dean and actually meant it. As the season went on my fantasies multiplied and right before Halloween I shot my first load, laying on my brothers bed, and thinking about Coach Knight as I jerked-off. I told Dean and that night we jerked-off 3x in his room, the last time we jerked each other off, and that is when Dean shot the first load of his life.
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