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FIRST THINGS FIRST: Well hello there everyone. Thanks to encouragement from a good friend I'm starting this story up again. I'm not sure why I ever stopped it and I apologize for that because I know a lot of people loved it. A lot has changed in my life since this last story left off over a year and a half ago but I'm going to pick it up right where I left off.
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This is based on a true story.
Timmy's Love-Chapter Sex (I mean Six :-p)
I got out of the car and shut the door. Our next opponent was fast, very fast. This would be quite a difference from the last team we played, who was more big than anything. I scout every team we play and I usually attend their practices during the week trying to hide up in the seats so no one notices me. It gets lonely but I usually drown myself in my notes trying to notice the smallest tendency that I can tell my team to take advantage of.
It had started when I was a kid and noticed that the more I knew about the guys that were shooting against me the more ready I was for them. This time I had someone with me. I walked around to the other side of the car and opened the passenger side door and helped John up. I grabbed the crutches out of the back seat and handed them to him.
He flashed me a smile, his light brown eyes reflecting in the sunlight, his black hair coming out of the back and sides of his black hat.
"Thanks Coach." He said as we both walked into the rink in our dark colored jackets and neutral colors.
Blending in was the name of the game and I thought we did a good job of it. We found a seat up on the balcony up top of the stands that overlooked the rink, completely out of the view of what was happening on the ice.
The opposing team, which I was very familiar with, came out in their usual red, white and blue colors with stars down their pants. I had some crazy games against this team. I always had trouble with them actually, going up and down with wins and losses, eventually getting the last laugh as we beat them in the playoffs on our way to the league championship my senior year. They began warm-ups and I struck up a conversation with the player next to me.
"So Johnny what's up?" I asked.
"Not much, I'm getting anxious watching this practice. I wanna get back out there." He said
"You got a long rehab process bud. You spent a week in the hospital and you shouldn't even be here tonight. You should be home in bed." I said.
"I know." He said as he stared straight on the ice.
I put my arm around him. "But I know how hard it is in rehab and I never waited as long as I should have either." I said.
He looked over at me and smiled. "Thanks for the support Coach. Was rehab tough for you? I read about what that guy did to you." He said.
"Let's just say I got real used to those crutches your using for a long time." I said.
We both looked out onto the ice.
"These guys are fast huh?" He said.
"They're deceptively fast." I said.
"I was at the game the last time you played this team. I went with Timmy. We were like 13 years old." He said.
"I see they play the same way as they did that game." I replied.
"You made a save that game that I still can't believe. The guy put a move past you and had the whole net to shoot at. You came diving across head first and came out of nowhere and knocked it out of the air with your stick. It was amazing." He said remembering the game.
I laughed. "I remember that save too. Everyone made such a big deal out of it. I'll be honest with you John. That was a pure desperation save. The reason why it didn't go in was because I never gave up on the play. No matter how bad I was beat I never just gave it to him." I said.
"Desperation or not me and Tim were still cheering like crazy." John said with a smile.
"You've known Tim a long time huh?" I asked.
"Yeah we used to be a lot closer." John said.
"Well I know that he still thinks of you as a friend." I said.
"Sometimes I wish he thought of me as something more." He said but then immediately regretted it.
He quickly looked over at me with a pleading look but then relaxed.
"Relax Johnny I have no problem with it." I said.
"Coach, you're the closest thing I have to a father right now so I'm gonna tell you a secret. I like guys. Please don't tell anyone on the team though." John said not sure how to go about it.
"You know I won't. So Timmy is the target huh?" I asked.
"Yeah, always has been but I don't even think he's like that." He said.
`If he only knew' I thought to myself.
"I mean we used to do stuff in front of each other when we were growing up but never to each other. When we got to high school though all the girls were all over him so I just kinda dropped it." He said
"Have you ever talked to him about?" I asked not sure why because I'd like to think Timmy was "with" me. It was all very confusing.
"Nah, let's just drop it. It's kinda frustrating." He said
I just pat him on the shoulder to say it was ok. We both finished scouting our next opponent, seeing who their best player was and went home. I dropped John off and said hello to his mother then left. The whole way home I was contemplating whether or not I should tell Timmy what John said to me. I should mention something to him but I told John I wouldn't tell anyone.
It was all very frustrating. I wasn't even sure what I was doing. It all just happened so fast. One minute I'm on the ice with scouts at every game, preparing contracts with every save I made. The next minute I'm the head coach of my old high school, sharing a bed with one of my players. My head was spinning the entire car ride home.
I decided to forget about it all and just keep going forward. This is where my life had gone and even though I had to be careful with what I was doing but it's where my heart was leading me, and my heart has been what kept me going all those years.
Bobby was on the ice as he usually is every day. He hadn't become the defensive captain of his team without hard work and he knew it. After school he always went right to the rink and took private lessons with his trainer on and off the ice. He had six pack abs, strong legs and a hard chest to go along with his spiked blond hair. The ladies loved him but he always knew to get his practice in before he went out with them at night. It was tiring at first but it was all worth it in the end. Especially with Matt as his coach now he knew that if he worked hard he would go somewhere with his talent.
His trainer had left after the first half hour and it was just him and the ice now, exactly where he liked it. This is where everything was just right, nothing else existed except him and the ice. It was very refreshing. He went flying down the ice, pushing himself with every stride and made a quick hockey stop, causing some ice to fly up and snow the boards. He took his helmet off and stepped off the ice and headed towards the locker room.
"Excuse me" Someone called out from behind him.
Bobby turned around and saw a woman about his height with dark brown hair and brown eyes. She seemed cold as if she wasn't used the temperature of the rink.
"Yes?" Bobby asked.
"You play for the Cougars right?" She asked.
"Yeah how did you know?" He asked
"It says so on your jersey" She said pointing.
Bobby looked down and saw `Cougars Ice Hockey' on his practice jersey with the animal logo in the middle and laughed.
"Yeah I do." Bobby responded.
"Who's your coach this year?" She asked.
"Matt Thompson." He said.
The woman thought about it for a second then smiled.
"How's he doing so far?" She asked.
"Great, we won our first game the other day." He said.
"When's your next game?" She asked
"Saturday here. Is there something I can help you with?" Bobby said getting concerned with all the questions.
"No thanks. You've helped enough." She said and walked away.
"That was weird." Bobby said out loud and walked into the locker room shaking it off.
I walked into my apartment and into my bedroom, after throwing my keys on the kitchen table like I always do. As I walked into the bedroom I noticed Timmy sleeping in my bed. I had given him a key last week to use the apartment in case he needed it to crash somewhere or to just come and see me whenever.
I laid down on the bed and cuddled up next to him so that our faces were resting on the pillow facing each other. I took a sigh of relief and I knew that as I looked at this sleeping beauty in front of me I knew that this was where I was supposed to be right now. I couldn't speak for yesterday or tomorrow but right now this is where I am.
I nuzzled my nose up against his neck and kissed the spot, which slowly brought him out of his sleep, which is what I wanted. He had the biggest smile on his face and I wanted to know what he was thinking.
"Hey buddy that was quite a smile you had there. Thinking about anything good?" I asked.
"Matt it was great. It was such an awesome dream." He replied as he rubbed the sleep out of his eyes.
"Oh yeah, what about?" I asked
"I don't know if I wanna tell you" He said with his famous shy smile as he bit his lip.
"Why?" I asked
"It was about me and you." He said.
"Why don't you want to tell me then?" I asked confused.
Timmy sighed. "You were making love to me."
I thought about it for a second. "We can make that dream a reality if you want. But only if you want to. I don't want to pressure you into doing anything." I said.
"I want to have sex with you Matt. I've never felt more comfortable with anyone in my entire life. I know you will take care of me." Timmy said as he began to kiss me.
I snaked my tongue inside his mouth and swirled it around mixing the two together. I ran my hand through his short brown hair and then down his soft velvety skin on his face and arms. I pulled him closer to me and our legs began to wrap around each other.
I pulled out of the kiss and whispered, "Relax Timmy I'm gonna make you feel good. Turn around"
He nodded and did as I requested and turned so that we were both facing the same way. I slowly slid his boxers off and pulled his t-shirt up a bit. I felt up and down his side and hip, running through the soft skin all the way down his leg and then back up and come near his butt. Timmy had goosebumps all over and from what I could see was enjoying being touched. I unbuckled my belt and pulled down my pants and boxer-briefs and flipped them off. We both laid there spooning in just t-shirts. I was getting extremely excited just looking at him. It felt as if my dick was going to fall off just from thinking about the action I was about to engage in.
I put my cock up against his hole very slowly, knowing that this was his first time with a man. Hell it was my first time as well. This was all crazy. I had no idea what I was doing or how it got to this point but I was loving every second of it.
I wanted to make sure Timmy didn't regret what we were doing though and I wanted to be very careful with him. I slowly began to push inside of him. I went extremely slow not wanting to hurt him. I was going to ask if he wanted to use lube but something about the situation just didn't call for it. I waited for a second or two as I was in only an inch or two and let him readjust. He took a deep breath and relaxed himself.
"Are you ok Timmy?" I asked.
"Yeah just go slow." He said as he turned just his head around and stared at me with those beautiful blue eyes.
Our eyes continued to lock on each other as I kept pushing. He didn't break the stare until I was all the way in. He closed his eyes and grabbed my hand that was resting on his side and held it. My patch of dark brown pubic hair was now resting against his butt.
I pulled out just a little bit and slowly went back in. Like I said, I wanted to make sure he enjoyed this too. I increased my pace just a bit and before long I was sliding in and out and I'm guessing he was liking it by how he was thrusting his hips to match my rhythm.
"Oh God Matt keep going" He quietly moaned out. He never was too loud and I loved that about him. Shy and modest turned me on so much.
He clinched onto my hand in between small moans and I noticed that he began to touch himself with the other. He began my rubbing his free hand all over his chest and his nipples and then moved down towards his cock.
It turned me on immensely watching him touch his dick while I moved in and out of him. The site was truly amazing. It had been a long time since I had sex, focusing too much on my career and noticing that it just wasn't working with girls. Timmy had been like a breath of fresh air for me lately. He gave me a new meaning to life. I didn't need to be playing in the pros, I didn't need to be the best coach, I just needed to be me around him.
The faster I went, the harder he jerked his own meat. He was really moving now. He barely had to move his own hand since his hips were fluctuating so much. I could feel him twitch heavily and tighten up. He gripped my hand as tight as he could and unloaded whatever he had inside of him on the bed sheets.
I loved the sight of it and it turned me on to no end watching the white fluid flow out of him. I didn't want to hold out any longer and pumped even harder inside of this 18 year old Adonis. With a few more thrusts I was finished and both of us just laid there, catching our breaths. It was the most amazing sex I ever had. It was wonderful, fantastic and great. All the good adjectives in the vocabulary went flying through my head. I pulled out of him but we continued to hold each other, both of us with our eyes closed just enjoying the moment.
"I love you Matt" he said
I thought about it for a second. Yes it was ok to say. This is who I am.
"I love you too Timmy." I replied.
Both of us just laid there, him resting in my arms as we fell asleep together.
TO BE CONTINUED.
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