This story has some basis in fact. The names have been changed to protect the innocent.
It's Been Fun
Chapter 1
I'm in my 70's, still somewhat sexually active and enjoying life. I am a widower after 51 years with the most wonderful woman, who enjoyed sex as much as I did. I like to travel in my small RV spending about 6 or 7 months a year on the road. I have decided to put in writing some of my particularly enjoyable or memorable sexual experiences. The first story is about the first blow job I did when I was a freshman in high school.
In my school days I enjoyed athletics but wasn't good enough to play so I spent my time as an equipment manager. I liked being around the guys, being part of the team and the responsibilities that came along. But most of all I enjoyed after practice. I often got a hard on just watching those swinging dicks going to and from the shower. I soon realized that my dick, at 6 inches when I was a 14 year old freshman, was bigger then most.
The routine was that I would take care of equipment after practice, taking jock straps, t-shirts, sweat socks and anything else washable to the laundry and repair any hard equipment I could that needed fixing. By the time I was thru with this the rest of the guys were gone and I would shower and head home.
One afternoon I returned to the locker room from taking stuff to the laundry and Coach Morgan was just going into the shower. I have to tell you a little about the Coach. He has been at the School for 13 years and is a great Coach. He is a big, well built, well conditioned black guy with the greatest sense of humor. He is a real joy to be around. But when he asks you to do something you better do it fast, do it right and do it the way he wants it done. I had never seen coach nude before and my eyes were immediately glued to his cock. It was swinging in the breeze, probably 7 or 8 inches. He kind of smiled at me as he noticed me staring. I didn't know what to do. I wanted a shower but didn't know if I should take one with him.
"Would it be OK if I showered too?" I asked.
"Sure, I don't bite," Coach replied with a big grin.
So I proceeded to undress and follow him into the shower. There are four shower heads on each wall and Coach headed for one so I headed for one on the opposite wall. He said,
"Come on over here by me so we can chat."
He told me what a great job I was doing and that he had had very few complaints from the staff and players. Asked me how many years I had done the equipment manager job and couldn't believe it when I said just one. Then he asked me to do something for him.
"Would you soap up my back?"
I thought this was really strange but of course I obliged. I took the soap and started on his shoulders and worked down to his waist.
"Go lower," he told me.
So I washed down a little further.
"Lower."
At this point my hands were washing his buns. He sorted of pushed them back at me and then he suddenly turned around. When he did his cock ended up in my hand. I don't know why but I griped it firmly and he said,
"Quite a handful isn't it?"
I didn't know what to do. I knew I should let go of it but didn't want to. It felt sooo good and was getting so hard and so big. I started to sort of rub it and Coach started sort of moving it forward and back in my hand. This little activity continued for several minutes.
"It's also quite a mouthful," he sort of whispered. "Why don't you try it on for size?"
I couldn't believe it but Coach Morgan was asking me to give him a blow job. I had jacked off a couple of my buddies but had never had a cock in my mouth before. Not that I hadn't thought of it. I looked up at Coach, he smiled at me, put his hand on my head and gently pushed me to my knees. The next thing I knew I had about 9 inches of beautiful hard, black, cut cock heading for my mouth.
I had watched some vids of girls giving head with my buddies so knew approximately what to do. But once I got started it just seemed so natural to lick up and down the shaft, to take the helmet between my lips and lick around the pee hole. And then I pressed his cock against his stomach and licked his balls, taking one in my mouth and gently sucking them. Then back to the shaft. I found he really licked it when I tickled the underside with my tongue so did that quite a bit. Then he sort of pushed my head back and said,
"I think maybe we better go to my office. I don't want someone walking in on this."
We turned off the showers, headed out and grabbed a towel and dried off. Coach grabbed a dry towel, hung it over his hard dick and said,
"Ready to go?"
I laughed and said yes and we hurried to his office. I had only been in his office once and that was when I interviewed for my job. I was so scared I didn't take in anything about it. This time even though I was eager to get that hard cock back in my hand and mouth, I checked things out. The walls were covered with pictures and plaques and letters and stuff. His big desk was clean except for his telephone and a couple of clipboards. His chair was a big office type with arms and wheels and leather covering. He sat down and leaned back and pointed at his dick.
"Come and get it!" he instructed. "I'm about to give you a reward," and as I got down to my knees and grasped his meat he tilted my head back and warned me, "I don't want you to spill one drop."
This told me I was about to swallow my first mouthful of man's cum. I had run my finger thru mine a couple of times and tasted it and didn't think it was too bad. Actually as I began sucking and stroking I was really looking forward to his load. But I was going to enjoy getting it.
I had seen a girl deep throat a big cock in one of the vids I had watched but knew for sure that Coach was too big and to long for me to even think about that. So I just worked on the head, gripping it with my lips, moving it in and out of my mouth, licking the shaft and sucking his balls. I was really getting into it when he reached down and started stroking it himself. I have no idea why but I slapped his hand and pulled it away. Then I started stroking him while the head of his cock was deep in my mouth. Even with the head between my lips there was room on the shaft for both my hands. I would stroke with both, then move one hand down to his balls and play with them while stroking and sucking. Then he started rocking and moaning and pushing up with his pelvis. I was sure I was about to get my reward.
And what a reward it was. I'm sure it was the temperature of hot coffee when the first shot hit the back of my mouth. Then there was another and another and another. I swallowed as fast as I could remembering my earlier warning. Coach put both hands on my head and actually was fucking my mouth. It felt so good and tasted so good and I was so happy. Then he just sort of collapsed in his chair.
"Have you ever done this before?" Coach asked.
"No," I replied.
"Well that was damn good but you will get better with practice, and there will be a lot of practice."
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