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Baker's Dozen Part I
"No basketball? For a full year?"
"You're kidding Trent, we need you man, you're our star recruit. Who the fuck's going to score over 30 each game?"
I had just delivered the news to my closest mates, all of whom were members on the same High School basketball team. Due to a meniscus tare suffered on the latest weekend's basketball game, I was being ruled out by doctors for the remainder of my senior year.
It was a brutal blow to my final year at school, the one thing that I truly excelled at, taken away from me in one single movement on the court. Worse than finding out the news from the doc was then repeating it to the guys.
My closest friend Daniel nodded sympathetically as I explained to the guys the situation I was in. Across from us sitting at an outside ancient wooden table during our lunch break was Bryce and Zach. The three of them had become my closest mates since I had moved schools to Brookvale High.
"This is fucked Trent," Bryce shook his head, "That just ruined any chances of winning the state tournament this year."
Zach nodded in agreement, "Maybe you can take over Coach Peters, you would be more useful than that old lazy fuck."
What the guys didn't know, I had already been offered a new coaching gig here.
However...
It wasn't going to be for the boys team, I would now be coaching the Girls senior basketball team. It wasn't something I asked to do and not even something I was interested in trying but the school sports co-ordinator thought it would be the best thing possible for me during my recovery from injury. It was also super convenient since the girls team were desperately after a new person to step into the role.
I didn't have much of a say in the matter, I was the new girls basketball coach.
"You're going to coach the chicks? You?" Zach said dumbfounded.
"I dont really want to, I didn't have much of a say in this," I responded.
Bryce was lighting quick to jump in, "Don't want to? Why? That team is stacked with some of the hottest chicks here! I'd fucking sign up!"
"Alright, alright, calm down," I said, looking over my shoulder for anyone in range of hearing us.
Bryce was the centre of our basketball team, tall, big and very vocal. The blonde hair boy would constantly try and flirt with the girls when our paths crossed. Of course this is the mindset he was under.
"I'd do anything to get a look inside the girls locker rooms after they train..." Daniel muttered quietly.
I chuckled to myself, shaking my head, "Oh come on boys..."
"I don't think you realise the situation you're in right now!" Bryce spoke up again, "You have first access to the best pussy here... there's no way you're not going to try and end up shagging half the team by the end of the season."
I shrugged as I took a mouthful of my poorly constructed sandwich.
As foolish at they sounded, the idea of being up close and personal with these girls had certainly crossed my mind.
"I think he could get maybe five of them... at best," Zach voiced his own opinion.
"Anything less than six is bad form," Bryce hit back.
"Hang on, hang on," I stopped them, "A couple of things, Firstly, this is not a betting game on how well I could do with pulling girls. And secondly, if I really wanted to, I could get with all 12 of them if I really tried."
The others all laughed at the idea of me having the ability and aura to fuck all twelve.
"What's so funny?"
"All twelve? You want to put some money where your mouth is," Bryce said, reaching his hand into his pocket.
He dropped a leather black wallet on the middle of the table. His fat fingers pulled out some crisp bills, "500 bucks says you can't fuck all of them."
"Are you serious?" I asked skeptically.
The blonde hair boy nodded confidently.
Anyone else and I would say they were lying. But Bryce came from a wealthy family, he was well supported by his father's money so putting 500 bucks on the line was nothing to him.
I may have been overstating how well I could do with the girls but this would have to be the most interesting challenge I had even been given.
So I accepted the bet.
Maybe there was a bit of pride and ego involved in this. But it was more the fact that I was a horny 18-year-old boy who liked the idea of rooting these fit girls that I would be coaching over the rest of the year.
Our secret code name for a bet that could not afford to be leaked out was 'Baker's Dozen'.
So un-cleverly nicknamed after my last name, Baker.
Once I was appointed coach, my popularity stocks amongst those girls had an immediate rise. The first training session I took the girls in, I spent more time focusing on their looks and how easy they would be to sleep with, rather than their actual basketball skills.
As Bryce so bluntly put it, the team possessed some of the hottest girls in the school.
First there was Tayla, the captain of the side and easily one of the most popular girls at school. She was probably going to be the hardest to pull considering how many guys were already chasing her. Not only that, she took this basketball stuff seriously, Tayla wanted to take this side to a state school championship, I doubt fucking me would even cross her mind.
The last thing I could afford is get tied down trying to nail her in the first month or two.
So forget about her for now... she's a long-term project.
Tilly was one of the tallest on the team. A brunette sweetie that had a heart of gold and a spectacular big ass. From what I knew about her, she was an extremely bright girl who had her entire future lined up. Again a difficult challenge.
She was close friends with Abbey, a blonde stunner that I had already done a bit of work on since I had arrived here. We had a great relationship and had flirted with each other here and there, but it was difficult to know what my chances were with Abbey. I had heard guys talk about her as just a cock tease who would never actually put out. Others had bragged saying she had sucked them off or they had gotten into her panties.
I stood on the edge of the base line as the girls ran through one of their drills. Abbey had looked to her left and she caught my eyes examining her body. She game me a little smirk before focusing back on the game.
"Ruby! Bella! Your gossiping can wait until after practice!" Tayla suddenly yelled out to two of the girls whispering and laughing to one another in the middle of the drill.
Bella was quick to get her head back in the game while Ruby looked over at me, as if to see if I would put Tayla back in line.
I didn't want to go against our captain but I also wanted to keep a positive relationship with every girl. So I stayed positive yet firm, "Come on girls, you're doing great, just a few more minutes before you can have a break."
Bella kept working, her light brown hair bouncing around in her high ponytail. She had a sensational fit body and was the superstar of this team. She was by far our best player, even better than Tayla. Down to earth, hot as all hell, Bella was one cool chick. Like some of the others, I knew this would still be a tricky one to pull off, I would have to compete with a lot of guys to get her attention.
Ruby on the other hand was a different story. If you want to be honest and quick to the point, then Ruby was a total slut.
Yeah it's hypocritical coming from me considering I had just accepted a bet to try and fuck my entire girls basketball team. But it's just the word on the street, everyone described her as a slut. When I first got here, it seemed that everyone had their own story of their own sexual experience with her. She quickly hit on me at the first school party I attended. If I didn't get blind drunk and pass out by midnight, we would have fucked already.
Ruby was an early target of mine.
"Alright! Bring it in girls," I called out after blowing my whistle, "Go get yourself a drink and we'll go over some match simulation situations."
They all chatted away, taking a drink bottle from the sidelines. From my early assessment, I had given a positive impression on the girls. It wasn't a high bar to pass, the last two coaches was a female that constantly clashed with most of the girls and an older man who came off as nothing but a creepy grump.
A fellow male student coaching the side was a very different experience for them.
I continued to look around the group, barely caring about the actual training itself.
"Fuck yeah!" a busty blonde shouted after hitting a fadeaway shot over Abbey.
That was Chelsea.
She stood out for one reason... Chelsea had big ol' titties.
Even though she was wearing a sports bra underneath her training singlet, my eyes kept watching her chest wiggle. The swell of her breasts were impossible to ignore. Occasionally I would overhear the girls joking about how Chelsea's boobs were pushing up against their backs as she tried to defend them.
Other than her big boobs, Chelsea had many other great qualities. The blonde was one of the most popular members of the team, getting along with everyone. She was funny, energetic, loose and great fun.
But again... most importantly... great fucking tits!
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Training wrapped up and I brought the girls in, discussing some final tactics ahead of the weekend's game, the first of which I was officially coaching.
