All Grown Up And Coaching

I had been head coach of the school's football team for nearly a month and a half and I was enjoying my position. I was a former player and also a former high school coach who had taken my team to the playoffs 3 years consecutively. The college I attended as a young male had hired me on as head coach due to my success in high school football. 

I was married, and had long since stop messing around with men when I went to college and feel in love with my girlfriend who ended up being my wife. I didn’t view men the way I used to and I rationalized my experiences as a youth who was bi, as strictly "experimental." Until one day my old lust was brought back to the forefront. 

Practice that day had been over for at least an hour and it had appeared all the guys had left so I headed to the showers to wash up before I went home. I still liked the feel of tight underwear for some reason, can’t really tell u why, it just gave me good support and looked real nice on my figure. 

I hopped into the shower and let the water warm up. I let the water run down my sweaty body and began to lather up my wash cloth. I began washing all over especially near my mid-section fondling myself a little bit but not getting too carried away with the soap as I relaxed under the hot water. When from a distance I heard footsteps approaching the shower stalls. "Weird" I thought to myself, I thought everyone had already headed home. From near the lockers appeared our star defensive end, I will keep his name confidential because he is currently in his 4th year of college ball, but we will call him John. 

"Hey there John!...I thought everyone went home, decided to stick around?" I said

"ya coach, I got into a long discussion on my cell phone after practice and I just got off so I decided to come take a shower and try to find a ride back to the dorms...I don’t feel like walking" he said.

"No problem John, I will take you whenever you are ready"

"Thanks coach" he said as he began undressing. John was 6'4, 235 with a caramel complexion; he had a very well kept goatee and a taper haircut which seemed to never grow out. As he peeled out of his practice clothes I pretended to tend to myself but I watched him out of the corner of my eye. His shirt came off quickly and I could see he had tattoos on his upper arms which were at least 18 inches around and on his chest which had a little hair on it. He slowly slipped out of his sweaty shorts and wow! He was built like a truck, tree trunk legs, and thick calves. I couldn’t help but take him in one piece at a time, I didn’t hold back I took a look at the crotch...his jockstrap looked like it was stuffed. When he slid the black jock strap off his manhood appeared flush. His cock was a lil darker than him and he was cut looked to be about 5 or 6 inches limp, his balls which were about the same shade as his cock rolled out of his underwear and gently bounced around for a minute until he stopped moving. He began walking towards the shower and I turned quickly to hide a massive erection. 

We didn’t talk much, I didn’t turn around at all in fear of being caught and kicked out of the school. Finally my erection went down and I stepped out of the shower and got dressed and waited on John. He got out and dressed quickly. I drove him to his dorms and let him out.

"See you tomorrow for the game coach' John said as he stepped out of my vehicle.

"Sure thing John, bring you A-game buddy!" I said unsure if he knew what was going on or not.

The next day we traveled up to the opponent’s city which was about 70 miles from our school, we would be staying in an area motel that evening because it would be too late to return home by the time the game finished. The game was a disappointment and we ended up losing due to some hurt players on our offense which created a mismatch. John had a great game as usual, but our team was out gunned. After the game, we all went out for some pizza and made it back to our rooms by 10 p.m sharp. The other coaches and I all had our own rooms; the players slept 2 to a room. I opened a bottle of crown I had brought with me secretly and made a cold drink to sip on while I hung out and watched some TV. I had on a wife-beater t-shirt and some jogging pants with some white thong underwear on. It was coming up on 11 O'clock when all of a sudden I heard a knock on the door.

It was John. I opened the door concerned about what the problem was.

"Ay coach can I come over here for a little bit, Tyrone is snoring and I can’t go to sleep in there??" John said sincerely. 

"Um alright, I'll make an exception for you sport because you had such a great game, don’t tell anyone I let u stay in hear so ppl wont begin to assume there is favoritism" I said.

"No prob coach" John said as he entered the room. "Oh damn coach!!!, I see you are having some fun, let me get a glass?" John said in an excited voice.

"John u is going to get me in deep shit, but what the hell man I’m in charge and I don’t feel like I am getting sleepy anytime soon." I responded, knowing that I was only allowing him bc I thought he might know and I wanted to appease him anyway possible.

"Cool, I know you were a stand up dude from the moment u got here!" John said as he grabbed a cup and filled it up. He took a sip then grabbed his pillow and blanket and put them on the reclining chair. "Coach you don’t mind huh?" John said as he took off his pants and was only wearing some tight gripping white boxer brief underwear and white socks.

"Uhh naw, John go ahead" I said kind of fearing that an erection would return, considering what happened last time.

Our conversation started off on the usual topics, football, NFL and his GPA. Next we talked about our upbringings, we were not drunk but we were feeling good and vibing on a very friendly level. However I was drinking with my lower half under the covers, while John was sitting upright on the recliner. It was 1:15 in the morning and we were watching Howard Stern. As usual, Howard had some babes showing all John and me were watching eagerly. The show went to commercial and John stood up and the size of his package had doubled...we both were quiet. John noticed that my eyes went wide and a smirk appeared on my face.

"Sorry coach I got a lil excited" John said realizing that I noticed his chubby.

"It’s normal John, its normal…don’t worry man we all get’em on a constant basis" I said.

"Ya I know coach...look don’t get worried about this but I saw the one u had got in the showers the other day, I just didn’t say anything" John said in calm voice.

"Uh..Uh well actually I had thought about this girl I used to bang and I couldn’t’ help it John." I replied quickly as I could

"Are u sure? I noticed you looking at me while I was changing then right after u turned away, I mean its kool I’m not gay or anything but it wouldn’t bother me if you were." John said.

"No John, that’s not it man..I just happened to be thinking about something right before you stepped in" I said trying to reassure him

there was a long pause....John took a big sip out of his drink and looked at me..."look coach, u can tell me man, I mean I got a lot of respect for you...I look at u like more than a friend for all u have done for me. If you ever wanted to get off, I wouldn’t even care man...I would do that for you.

"What in the hell are u saying John I responded very nervous at this point. John surprisingly was very cool headed. 

"What I mean is, if looking at me got you off or if you wanted to touch it or feel on it or something I would let you...just consider it one guy helping another, I know u are married so its kool I know no one would find out." John said trying to calm me

"John lets just go to sleep man we both have had something to drink and the liquor is making u act like this" I said leaning over to turn of the lamp near my side of the room.

John stood up went to the restroom and brushed his teeth. With the light still on from the bathroom and the recliner side of the bedroom he walked back out into the room looked at me and said "Well coach can u give me a massage cause my back is aching and I cant go to sleep"

"I can’t do this" I thought to myself but I had to play along not to cause tension on the team.

"Fine John but after that we got to go to sleep man" I said.

He laid face down on the bed, two round mounds of meatloaf showed perfect indention through the white boxer briefs he had on, they rode up on him somewhat while the excess cloth was stuck in between his well shaped cheeks. I began massaging him and instantly I had a cock as hard as a brick in my undies. I pushed my thighs together to hide the erection between my legs and stomach as I sat on my shins and massaged him. 

"Lower...lower coach...the lower back" I went lower and lower, slowly loosing the battle I was fighting between sound judgment and lust. He reached down and slid his underwear down to the bottom of his butt the two lumps were firm and shook a little from the underwear rubbing against them as he slid them down quickly.."Massage my butt too coach..It feels good" He said in a firm whisper. I stopped and walked over near the bathroom near the mirror and looked at myself. I felt the pressure of possibly loosing my job or loosing my wife. I hung my head and thought.

"Let me help you get through this coach I know you want it, I knew since the showers" with that being said John grabbed me by my shoulders and lowered me to my knees. He dropped the boxer briefs to the floor and his fresh scent hit me. His penis had some blood pumping in it and looked to be about 7 inches but not even completely hard yet, and his big balls hung loose and freely. His pubic hair was thick but not long and shaved in a perfect square that led to a treasure trail that ran up his firm stomach past his belly button to the little bit of hair on his well developed pectoral muscles. I was still in my clothes but my erection was stretching out my thong undies as far as they could go...it was so hard it hurt!!!

I grabbed his grade A beef and kissed around the area, first his legs, then his lower stomach. I kept one had wrapped around his penis and took my other to feel that big butt, my hand couldn’t even get a complete hold on one cheek...would take at least one more hand possibly two. I closed my eyes and dove in for the target; his prime piece of meat quickly rose to the occasion 

"ahh shit coach u know what the fuck u are doing man" John said moaning and putting his hands on my shoulders. His cock was as hard as it could get and registered at 10.5 on the Richter scale!! I was gobbling him up, grabbing his testicles to make sure they had company. Every couple minutes I would stop and tongue his hairless balls, one was enough to fill my mouth and they tasted fresh. Slobber dribbled down his legs from the wet head I was giving him. He gently held the back of my head and helped me through the motion. I couldn’t believe I was sucking off this huge 19 year old guy. His cock was so perfectly shaped and it fit my mouth perfectly even though I couldn’t get it all the way in. 

"I think I’m gonna cum man stop...I want to fuck you, I never fucked a man before" John said.

"That’s impossible John, I don’t have a condom or KY or anything, just settle for the blow job and maybe we can continue this some other time." I replied as I stood up took my pants off and walked to the bed and laid down on my stomach only in my thong. John slapped me on my ass.

"man I wanna hit that bubble butt coach...after I saw you looking at me in the showers I must have jacked off thinking about fucking you all nite" he said as he gently jacked off and fondled my butt with his humongous hand.

"Its smooth man!! do u shave ur ass coach?" He said giggling

"Naw man I just got a soft ass" I said 

He moved the thick string covering my asshole and slid his index and middle over it for a moment taking in the experience. I really did want him to fuck the shit out of me but it was way too late and we were too drunk to get condoms and KY anywhere.

“Come lay in front of me so I can finish you off…maybe when we get back home we can finish this up…don’t know though John this is crazy” I said confused about the newness of everything.

He sat on the bed in front of me with his back on the bed head with his huge thick legs spread open as far as they would go. His big nuts sagged all the way down close to his asshole. At this point he began forcing my head down, I didn’t resist. The harder I sucked the more pre-cum came out, my mouth was full of a gooey salty taste but yet the final nut had not splurged. I used one hand to jerk him up and down as I blew him, over and over taking him in about 6 or 7 inches at a time. 

"Ah shit!!" John said while pulling down on my head. Cum spewed out of my mouth from all directions as Johns manhood was lodged in my throat squirting repeated splashes of gooey liquid.