Gay Erotic Stories

I was a senior in High School and a member of the swim team. I had stayed after school to work on a dive I was having some problems with. I had been working for a couple of hours when coach came in and asked how progress was going. He had been working on grade cards in his office and was finishing up. I got up on the board and showed him how I had worked out some of the kinks. He watched me and then suggested a few changes and said to watch him. I was still not twisting just right in one spot for a good landing. He pulled off his t-shirt and shorts and got up on the board and prepared to dive. He was 30, had a great bod, California golden boy looks, blonde, tan, great muscles, truly hot. I’d used him many times in my frequent jerk off sessions. His racing suit was well filled and even dry, looked fine. I could feel my own suit beginning to tighten as I looked at him. He dove in and executed the form I had been striving for with perfection. He hopped out of the pool and asked if I saw what he meant. I did, so he said lets clean up so we can get out of here. I couldn’t help staring at his wet suit and how it clung to his equipment, which was lying across the front of his suit. Every ridge and wrinkle was visible. I had never seen it so clearly. He was always yelling at us to be sure we wore jocks and would throw you out of the pool if he caught you without one. I had never seen him not wearing one till today. I guess he had been working at his desk and just hadn’t put it on. I grabbed my towel and held it close as I felt my dick continuing to grow. We made it to the locker room and he stripped his suit off and headed for the showers, his big adult dick bouncing as he walked. I’d never seen an adult dick before. Guys my age, and seniors sure, but not a man dick--that sight alone nearly made me blow. I was completely hard. I heard him turn the showers on and I looked down at my crotch. I hadn’t been that hard in weeks. It actually hurt. I took my suit off and stood there trying to will my rod down, but with no luck. Suddenly he stuck his head out and shouted to hurry up, he saw my problem before I could cover up. He smiled and said not to worry. It happens to guys all the time when they’re in and out of cold pool water. Now get my ass in the shower. I figured he’d seen it already, so I walked into the showers. I knew from seeing other dudes that I had a pretty nice tool. Not the biggest, but certainly not the smallest. As in most school locker rooms, the showers were just one room with several heads. I went straight to the wall and faced it, still pretty embarrassed. I did manage a peek at him as he lathered up, full front view as he washed his hair and face. What a body. I was still so hard I was pointing at the ceiling. Then he turned around to rinse off. He had an incredible ass too. I tried to think about other things, but when he turned back around, his dick was hanging a lot lower and a bit swollen. I figured it was just the hot water and soap, but it looked great anyway. But it didn’t stop there. It got longer and began to stand out a little, then a little more, and then more until it was straight out and curving up. I thought I was gonna pass out. He was still messing with his hair and then he looked down. He looked at me and saw me staring and said see what I mean. It just happens to us guys. He started joking around and pulled it down then let it go so it slapped against his belly and bounced up and down. He told me about a time in high school when, at a meet, he’d thrown a rod and it showed so bad the coach made him forfeit the race. We laughed about it. It felt good to joke about it. Then he grabbed hold of his hard cock and started using it like a car’s stick shift, along with the sound effects. I laughed as he moved around the shower room like a racecar. He stopped right beside me and before I knew it he had grabbed my pulsing rod and was shifting it with the same sound effects. I laughed and stared at him. I couldn’t believe he was standing here holding my hard dick. Then he stopped making the noises and began to pump me real slow. I looked at his hand, then his cock, then his face. And then I started spewing jis all over his belly and legs. I couldn’t help it. He just held on to my jerking dick and more and more cum shot out. I finally had to lean back against the wall. I’d never cum that much or that hard before. I was seeing stars. He told me to take it easy, but I reached out and grabbed his hardon. My shyness had gone when I lost my load. I started pumping him slowly. Then as he closed his eyes, he took hold of me again and began pumping at the same speed. I was still hard as a rock and hoped I wouldn’t shoot so soon. As our breathing got more ragged we picked up the speed of our pumping each other’s hard rods. Suddenly he grunted and big wads of jis flew out and all over my arm. I couldn’t believe that this big hunky coach’s cum was on my arm and I shot off again. We ended up leaning against each other, panting and moaning, still hanging on to each other’s cock. We finally let go and soaped each other down to clean up. I got hard again, but we left it alone for then. We grabbed some pizza and he dropped me off at home. We got together a time or two a week for the rest of the school year.