This is a story of gay men performing consensual sex acts with other gay men. If you are underage or if these stories violate the law where you live, then please don't read. Also, if such acts disgust or outrage you, then again, please don't read. Note that in these stories, unsafe sex does occur, but only where all parties involved are HIV negative, and know this because of regular testing (or they're virgins). Every sexually active person, gay or straight, should be tested regularly for HIV. Knowing your's and your partner's status can save your life!
My thanks to C.J. and Glynn for their careful editing
Part 5
As we lay in bed, cuddling, I said, "so, tell me more about this coach of yours. Should I be jealous?"
"Never," he replied. "Coach is like my surrogate dad. You see, my father left us when I was young. I never had a male role model growing up. Coach quickly took that place in my heart. For a while, I thought that I was in love with him, but I later realized that, although I loved him, my feelings came from the fact that he was the first guy I ever had sex with."
"Really?" I asked. "You never played around with friends growing up?"
"Well, yes," he admitted. "But we only jacked off in front of each other. Coach's dick was actually the first dick I'd ever touched."
Feeling that I needed to know more about this, I said, "Why don't you tell me about it?"
Mark
It was my freshman year, and practice was just about to start. I was here on a full baseball scholarship, and I was anxious to play. Coach called me into his office one day, telling me that there were some things that we needed to discuss. I followed him in, and he said, "Have a seat. We need to talk." I sat down, and he continued.
"Mark, I want to prepare you for what you're about to get into. There will be some things that you will see going on in the locker room and showers that you have probably never seen before."
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"Sex," he said bluntly. "Men playing with each other's dicks. Men sucking off each other, pounding each other's asses. Now, a lot of coaches disapprove of this, but I don't for several reasons. First, if they are getting off with each other, I don't have to worry about them going out and picking up diseases or knocking some girl up. More importantly, I feel that it makes the team more cohesive; it makes the players even closer to each other. These guys will be the most important people in your life for the next four years. To play together, you need to feel comfortable with each other. Having sex together is a way to strengthen those bonds."
"Now, with that said," he continued. "No one will do anything to you that you don't want to have done. A lot of the straight guys are freaked out at first. Their whole upbringings have told them that this is wrong. But eventually, they accept it, even if they don't participate. They see the love flowing through the team, and they embrace that love, even if they don't embrace the sex that it flows from. Eventually, most of them loosen up enough to let someone else jack them off, or suck their dick. Sex is a great way to relieve stress, and if you don't have a girlfriend, then your buddy's the next best thing. Eventually, most of them come to this realization, and meld into the group."
"This whole gay/straight thing is bullshit. We're men, and we have men's needs. A mouth feels great on your dick, whether it's a man's or a woman's, and if you can't help your buddy get off, then what kind of friend are you? Do you get what I'm saying?"
"I think so," I said, knowing that my dick was hard at the thought of having sex with my teammates.
"So, Mark, tell me: have you ever played around with guys before?"
I admitted that my friends and I had jacked off in front of each other before.
"Have you ever thought about taking it farther?"
Blushing, I said, "Yes. Every time we jacked off, I wanted to reach out and see what their hard dicks felt like. I just couldn't bring myself to do it. I thought that they would think I was a queer and wouldn't be my friends anymore."
"Well, there's no time like the present, if you're up for it." With that, he stood up, taking off his t-shirt and dropping his sweatpants, and I got my first view of a naked man. I just stared for a few seconds. "Damn," I thought, "he is beautiful." He was about 5'10", with a dirty blond high and tight, and his chest and legs were covered with brown hair. His pubic area, however, I noticed, was shaved. His hard dick was not as long as mine, but it was thick, and he had something I had never seen on my friends: a foreskin. He had low-hanging balls, which also seemed to be hairless. He saw the lust in my eyes, and said, "Do you want to feel it?"
"God, yes!" I moaned, and moved over to him and hesitantly grabbed that dick in my hand. As I lightly held it, I took my other hand and rubbed it through the hair on his chest. He grabbed the hand holding his dick, and started pulling it up and down his shaft.
"Do you like this?" he asked.
"Hell, yes!" I replied. "It feels so good in my hand." I squeezed it hard, and he moaned.
"Why don't we get you naked?" he said, and pulled my t-shirt over my head. I bent over and untied my sneakers and felt his hand rubbing over my young butt. I moaned, and stood back up and kicked off my sneakers. I then unbuckled my jeans and slid them down and off, leaving me naked except for my socks and my white briefs. He reached down and grabbed my hard dick through my briefs and said, "You do like this." Getting on his knees in front of me, he slid the briefs down my legs, and my hard dick went "Thwap" against my stomach. He said, "That's a nice one," and grabbing my dick, he pulled it down and put it into his mouth. The sensations were mind-blowing, and as he started to suck, I lost it. "Coach," I screamed," I'm coming!" He never pulled back, and I proceeded to shoot what felt to be the largest load of my life into his mouth. I saw him valiantly swallowing, but I could see my cum leaking out of his mouth. As he licked his lips, he stood up and said, "Now that that's out of the way, do you want me to show you all of the ways that two men can have fun together?"
"God, yes!" I cried. He leaned forward, and I felt my first taste of male lips. As his mouth opened, mine did the same, and as we started kissing as he pressed his hairy body against mine. I could taste the remnants of my cum in his mouth. After a few minutes, he broke away and, leaning down, took my left nipple into his mouth. As he sucked on it, I groaned, and I felt my dick returning to hardness. "I thought you'd like that," he said and moved over to the other one, sucking and lightly nibbling on it, driving me crazy. As he sucked, he reached down and started tugging on my balls with one hand while the other started caressing my ass. I was lost in pleasure as his finger found my pucker and he started stroking it. Squatting down, he started sucking on my balls, one at a time, all the while continuing to run his hand through my ass crack, making sure to rub my pucker with each pass. I groaned, "Oh God, coach, that feels so great!"
"I bet this will feel even better," he replied and spun me around. He spread my cheeks, and I felt his tongue pass across my asshole. "Oh my God!" I cried. "You're licking my ass!"
"Do you like it?" he asked.
"God, yes!" I said. "Eat my ass, Coach! Eat me!" He then proceeded to make love to my virgin ass, licking, sucking, blowing air into it, and generally driving me crazy with the pleasure that I was receiving. I could feel my dick leaking a steady stream of pre-cum, and after a while I knew that I would come if he didn't stop. I pulled my ass out of his face, turned around, and lifted him to his feet. I then dropped to my knees and took his hard 7" in my hand. I had never sucked a dick before in my life, but I knew right then that I wanted this more than anything. "Coach, I've never done this before. Please lead me through it."
"Okay, Mark, start by sucking on the foreskin. That always drives uncut men crazy." So I shucked his foreskin forward and took it in my mouth. I started sucking, and his groans encouraged me. I took my tongue and stuck it inside, tasting sweat, piss and what I learned later to be headcheese. I loved the flavor, and stuck my tongue in deeper, trying to get all of it on my tongue.
"God, that's it," he cried. "Clean me out, boy!"
When I had gotten everything out, I returned to sucking on the foreskin. Acting on a hunch, I lightly bit on it. He gasped, and I knew that I was on to something. I started nibbling on it, and his moans grew louder and louder. I could taste the pre-cum leaking from his dick, and I wanted more. I shucked the foreskin back and licked the head, tasting the pre-cum leaking from it. I started licking and kissing up and down his shaft, playing with his big balls as I went along. Finally, I knew that I had to feel that big dick in my mouth, so I opened up and took the head in my mouth. His groans grew louder, and I proceeded to take as much of that dick in my mouth as I could. I somehow knew to keep my teeth covered with my lips, and as I took more and more in my mouth, he started moaning, "Yeah, that's it. Swallow your Coach's big dick." I tried to take him up on that, but when his cock hit the back of my throat, I gagged. Pulling off, I said, "Sorry, coach."
"That's okay, son," he said. "For a first timer, you're a natural. Just relax your throat, and the rest will come." So I did, and this time, I took the whole 7". When I felt his pubes hit my lips, I was so excited that I almost came right there. I stopped and held his dick in my throat until I needed to breathe.
"God, you're good," he cried. He then pushed me down onto the carpeted floor and positioned himself with his crotch in my face and my crotch in his. "Now just do what I do," he said, and took my dick in his mouth. I complied, and I learned how to suck cock by following Coach's lead. I learned to use my tongue on the sensitive glans; how to nibble on the head; how to relax enough to enjoy him fucking my face as I had fucked his. This went on for some time, until he pulled off and lifted my legs into the air, diving into my ass. I looked up, and saw his pink pucker staring at me. Now I had never seen a man's asshole before, and it looked nothing like I expected. It looked clean and inviting, and as he started licking my ass, I knew that I had to have a taste, and, leaning up, I licked it with my tongue. "God, yes, boy!" he cried. "Lick my ass!" With that, he tore into my ass, and I followed, and he taught me how to pleasure that most secret of man's treasure spots. We quickly became lost in the pleasure and continued for some time, licking and sucking each other's asses.
Finally, he pulled off and slid a finger against my pucker. He pushed, and I moaned as I felt it enter me. "Oh, god, Coach, that feels awesome!" I cried. He laughed, and reached inside and found something that I didn't know that I had: my prostate. When he touched it, I thought I would explode with pleasure. I cried out, and he continued to rub it, driving me crazy. I took my finger and inserted it into his hole. It felt like nothing that I had ever experienced: it was wet, and hot and inviting. Searching, I felt a hard knob and rubbed it. His cries told me that I had found it, and I started playing with it, making him as crazy as he was making me. We continued finger-fucking each other for some time, with Coach adding first one then another finger, until he had three fingers sawing back and forth in my ass. My head was back, and I was moaning uncontrollably. He pulled out and said, "So, boy, do you want to find out how good a man's dick can feel in your ass?"
I hesitated. I knew that this was a turning point: once he fucked me, nothing would ever be the same again. "Fuck it," I thought, and said, "God yes, Coach. Please fuck my ass." Coach got up and got a tube of something from a drawer in his desk. Returning to me, he lifted my legs into the air and squirted the tube into my ass and then used his fingers to spread it around. He then took some more of the stuff and coated his dick with it. Putting my legs over his shoulders, he lined his dick up with my hole, and said, "Okay, boy, relax your butt and pretend that you're taking a shit." I did, and I felt Coach's dick slide in, popping my cherry. I expected it to hurt, but it didn't; it just felt weird. Coach stopped after inserting the head and asked, "Are you okay?"
"I'm great," I said. "Give me some more." With that, he slid a few more inches into me, stopping when I cringed in pain. "That's okay, baby," he said. "Just relax." I did, and slowly he slid more and more into me until I felt his pubes brushing against my ass. "How does that feel?" he asked.
"It feels wonderful," I said, and it did. I felt filled up, not just my ass, but also my whole being. I felt complete. "Fuck me coach!" I cried. He proceeded to do just that, sliding his dick in and out of me, slowly at first, but faster and with more force as we progressed. Each time his head hit my prostate, I groaned, and my dick leaked more pre-cum. I reached down for my dick, but he slapped my hand away. "Oh, no you don't," he said. "I'm going to fuck that cum right out of you," and started pounding my ass. I lost myself in the pleasure; I was babbling, my head rolling from one side to the other as Coach taught me how good it felt to be fucked. Finally, I couldn't take it any more; I screamed, "I'm cumming!" and proceeded to lay a thick load of cum over my face and chest. "Yes!" he cried. "Shoot that load!" I felt him make two more hard thrusts, and I felt his dick swell in my ass as he filled me with his cum.
After we recovered, he pulled out and kissed me tenderly. "Mark," he said, "You're going to be a great asset to this team; and I don't just mean on the field. I've never found anyone take to man-sex as quickly as you did. You're a natural." I kissed his nose and said, "Well I guess it's because I had a great teacher." He laughed, and we stood up. Slapping my ass, he said, "Now let's go get cleaned up."
Back to the present
"I think that I wish that I had been there," I said. "That was so hot. I take it that you and Coach became regular partners after that."
"Yeah, he and I have fucked around regularly since then. He's one of the guys that I shave with, and we all fuck around afterwards. Pete," he continued, "You need to know that I love Coach deeply: not the way that I love you, but I love him nonetheless."
"Are you going to continue to have sex with him?" I asked, afraid of his response.
"Pete, I honestly don't know," he said, looking deep into my eyes. "At this moment, I feel that you are the only one that I want, but I've never given any thought to monogamy before. I have to admit: I'm a sex pig. I love to have a dick up my ass and down my throat, with one in each of my hands, while someone else goes down on me. I love to be the meat in a fuck sandwich." I saw tears streaming down his cheeks. "I know that I love you and that I want to spend my life with you, but I don't know that I can be faithful to only you."
Tears of relief rolled from my eyes. "Thank God," I said. "I was just thinking the same thing. I've only ever loved one man in my life, and there was never any question of monogamy: he is married. He's still my best friend, and we have continued to be together over the years. I was just trying to figure out how I could give him up."
"My love," he said (God how I love hearing that), "I am not going to put chains on you. One of the things that Coach taught me is that the more that you love, the more that you can love. One of the reasons that we never became lovers, in the strictest sense of the word, is that he loves all of his players, me included. I would never ask that you not have sex with anyone else, only that I am included when you do."
"I agree," I said. "I'd love to be the one sucking your dick while various other men have their way with you, watching a big dick fucking your sweet ass."
"I'd love that," he said. "Speaking of a dick fucking a sweet ass, I believe that I promised the man I love a dick up in his ass. Interested?"
"Hell, yes," I replied.
End of Part 5