It didn’t take long for all the school activities and classes, of course, to occupy most of my time. Lana was busy working on the school paper and she and Gayle were on the school annual staff again. I volunteered and joined them. The school had purchased a couple of digital cameras for the journalism class and for use by the paper and annual staffs. Lana quickly learned how to use one of the cameras and Gayle and I helped her start to collect pictures of the sports, dances, clubs, classroom activities, and after school activities for possible use in the annual.
One good thing about all the activities during and after school was that I got to be with Lana away from the eagle eyes of her parents. She still had to be home by a certain time every night, but we did have a certain amount of privacy outside her parent’s view.
I had used a lot of my summer earnings to buy a car. It wasn’t anything super special, but it was wheels. Lana’s parents seem comfortable with her riding with me to and from school and the activities. We made sure she got home on time and that we didn’t hang around too long parked in front of the house.
All the school activities were chaperoned so her parents were comfortable with us being together at those times. We didn’t get much chance to make out, but we found time and privacy for kissing and cuddling. We didn’t get to do much heavy petting, but we were getting an occasional opportunity for some pretty serious making out and even some groping. This usually took place when Lana and I double dated with Gayle and one of her boy friends. I guess the girl’s parent’s thought there was safety in numbers.
Football season was winding down. Kenny and I were busy with basketball practice. Gene was heavily into training and maintaining his weight for wrestling. Chuck was involved in intramural sports so he could stay in shape for track in the spring.
Kenny and I didn’t get in on together as much as either of us liked or wanted so we were both always horny. One night after basketball practice the assistant coach asked several of us to stay and run through some drills he was working on. He was the assistant coach whom I’d seen step out of the video booth at the adult arcade where I bought the anal starter kit. He had never said anything about it and I certainly wasn’t going to mention it.
Anyway, after the several of us walked and ran through the drills for an hour or so, Coach was satisfied and told us to hit the showers. Kenny and I stayed behind to gather up the towels, practice balls and other equipment that was scattered around the gym.
Everyone else had showered by the time we got to the locker room. We gave the equipment bags to Coach. The last of the other guys had left the locker room to go home by the time Kenny and I were ready to shower. We stripped out of our sweaty clothes, picked up our towels and went into the shower.
I was standing in the spray when Kenny came up behind me. He put his arms around me. His mouth was close to my ear. “Does your dick need to be sucked as badly as mine does?” I could feel his dick pressing against my ass.
“Uh, we better be careful,” I whispered. Kenny slipped his hand down to my crotch and wrapped it around my dick. I felt his nine inch hard-on slide between my ass cheeks and prod my nuts. “Kenny, cool it.”
He moved away from me and turned around. Coach stuck his head in the shower room door, “Hurry up, you guys! It’s getting late.”
“Almost finished, Coach, Kenny yelled.
“And make sure all the showers are turned off.”
“Sure thing, Coach.”
I turned off my shower and wiped the water off my arms and legs. Kenny looked at me and winked. I stepped out of the shower room and began to dry myself. Kenny was right behind me. We dressed quickly and got ready to leave. There was a light coming from under the closed door to the coach’s training room. Kenny knocked on the door.
“It’s open.”
Kenny opened the door. “Good night, Coach.”
“Good night, guys. See you at practice tomorrow.”
We walked across the parking lot to my car. Once we were inside, I looked at Kenny, “What the heck was that all about in the showers?”
“Don’t get mad, Gary. I’m so horny I could honk.”
“So am I. But I’m not going to let you blow me and I’m not going to give you a blowjob in the showers. We could’ve gotten caught in there just now.”
“Nah, I don’t think Coach saw anything or even suspected anything since we were so far apart in the showers.”
“Well, anyway, we need to cool it until we can be by ourselves.”
“My folks are going up to visit my sister at school this weekend. They’re leaving Friday right after they get off work.”
“Maybe we can get together then if Lana doesn’t want to do something.”
“You’ve got a thing for her. Don’t you?”
“I like her just like I like you, Kenny. She’s my girlfriend just like you’re my boyfriend.”
“Oh.” Kenny was silent as we drove to his house.
“I’ll ask Lana if she wants to do anything together Friday night. If not, we can get together at your place.”
“O.K.”
As I drove home I thought, ‘Kenny’s right. I’m horny too. I’d love to suck his dick and maybe even take him up my ass. And I really do need a blowjob.’
The next day, Thursday, at basketball practice we ran through Coach’s drills. Coach yelled at us to tighten them up and to run faster. We were running hard when me and two other guys collided at full speed. We all got knocked down but we were soon on our feet. Everyone seemed all right so we lined up and started the drill again. I had to pull up because of a pain in my hip.
Coach came over and checked me. “It looks like you took a knee in the hip. Let’s get some ice on that bruise before it gets any worse. You two guys o.k.?”
Both of them shook their heads that they were o.k.
Coach walked over and looked them over, “Let’s clean those floor burns. The rest of you might as well hit the showers. We’ll call it an early evening.”
I limped along behind everyone. Coach took me into a small office off the training room. “Lie on the massage table while I get a couple of ice packs. You’d better take off your shorts and jock now before the bruise and swelling gets worse. Here’s a towel to cover yourself.” Coach left the room and I did as I was told. He returned in a couple of minutes with two ice packs. He laid them on the towel covering my hips. “Hold these on the bruise while I take care of Joe’s and Eddie’s floor burns.”
I could hear the three of them talking in the outer office. I must have been there twenty minutes or so when Coach came back. “Everyone else has gone home. How do you feel?”
“O.k., I guess, except I may have a case of frostbite too.”
“Take the ice packs off. I’ll be right back.”
He was back in a few minutes. I heard the outer door to the coach’s training room close. He stepped into the room where I was then he turned off the lights in the outer office. He pushed the door closed. I wasn’t sure but I might have heard the click of the lock. “Here are some chemical cold packs that you can take with you to use tonight if it gets too painful.”
He set them down on the end of the massage table and picked up a clipboard. “I’ve got to do a report for the school records and for the school nurse. If it is still really hurting you tomorrow, she’ll probably check you and excuse you so you can go see your family’s doctor.”
He busily filled out a form. “Let’s see what it looks like.” He folded the towel back so it covered my crotch. He gently touched my thigh. “Boy, that’s a beaut of a hip pointer.” He lightly rubbed my thigh with both hands. I could feel the back of his hand and fingers brushing against my dick and nuts as he worked a hand down the inside of my thigh.
As he moved his hand back, the towel was brushed off my crotch. Coach didn’t do anything, but he looked at my dick which was flopped over on my thigh.” “That’s a beaut too.” He looked at me. There was a strange look in his eyes. I could feel my dick starting to grow under his gaze. His hand touched my dick. “Do you . . .?” There was an odd catch in his voice. I just gulped and nodded.
He took my dick between his thumb and forefinger. After holding it for a moment he bent over and licked the head then he licked the full length of the side of the shaft. He straightened up and pulled his t-shirt over his head. I’d seen him working out on the weight machine so I wasn’t surprised at his flat abs and muscular shoulders. I was surprised his chest was shaved. A thin line of darkish hair ran down from his navel and disappeared under the waistband of his sweat pants.
He looked at me again. I smiled and nodded. He smiled and took my dick in his hand. It lay across his palm. “Nice.” He bent over and sucked on the head until my dick was stiff. I let out an involuntary sigh as he slid his mouth down over my cock. He didn’t stop until his chin pressed against my pubic bone. I tried to imagine deep throating Chuck or Kenny.
Coach held my nut sac as he slid my dick in and out of his mouth. He rolled my nuts between his thumb and fingers. I felt my dick moving in a circle and his tongue was running all around the head. This man was doing things to my dick, with his lips and tongue that I had never felt with Kenny.
I reach over and touched his hip. Coach was standing beside the massage table sort of facing my feet. I pushed my hand between his legs from behind. I put the palm of my hand over his crotch. He used his free hand to press my hand against himself. I could feel his dick inside his jock and sweats. He straightened up and I pulled my hand back.
He turned towards me as I put my hand on the waistband of his sweats and started to pull then down. He hooked his thumbs in the waistband and pushed his sweats and jock down to his knees. I touched his dick. He touched my hand. “Do you . . .?” I nodded as I ran my tongue over my lips.
He moved closer to the head of the massage table. I sort of rolled on my side. I opened my mouth and looked up at him. Coach held his semi-hard dick. He smiled as he fed it into my mouth. His was the fourth dick that I sucked. It filled my mouth. It was thick. I liked the way it filed my mouth. I also liked the way it felt as it got hard and lengthened as I sucked it. “You’ve got a nice soft mouth, Gary.”
I took his dick out of my mouth. “You’ve got a nice thick dick, Coach.”
He touched my face, “It’s a cock, Gary. Boys have dicks. Men like you and I have cocks.”
“Your cock is nice and thick, Coach.”
“So’s yours, Gary. Now we better take this someplace else. What are you doing Saturday?”
“I’m going to Lana’s birthday party Saturday afternoon.”
“How about coming over to my place Saturday morning around nine or so if that isn’t too early?”
