Gay Erotic Stories

During my senior year in high school I was on the soccer and track teams. If I had any doubts about feelings I was having, they all disappeared when I would be in the locker room with the other guys. I always had to be careful because, like any other 18 year old, if I saw something I liked my dick would respond whether it was really appropriate or not. Needless to say, there was plenty that had me responding. Anyway, it was near the end of the spring track season and the team was getting ready for the state meets. It had been a long season and I was trying to finish it off well, but was struggling with a pulled calf muscle. I had been resting it for a few days and it seemed to be getting better, but Coach thought it might respond better with some whirlpool treatments. Since I had study hall for my last class of the day, I arranged with Coach to have a whirlpool during that time, so I would be done before the rest of the guys showed up for practice. After my last class I headed down to the locker room to change into my bathing suit for the whirlpool. When I got there, though, the locker room was locked and I couldn’t see anyone around. I was sure I had arranged the whirlpool for then, so I went looking for Coach. Coach was also a gym teacher, as were most of the other coaches in school. I knew all of the other ones were outside running their last period gym classes but I couldn’t find Coach in the sports office. I then looked in the training room and found Coach lying in the whirlpool. “Hey”, he said, “you’re here early for practice. What’s up?” “I was supposed to get a whirlpool for my calf. Remember?” “Oh jeez, I totally forgot. Well, no problem. You can sit on the table and just hang your legs over the side. That way we both can relax. Just go change and come on back.” “The locker room is locked Coach, and I don’t see any of the other coaches out there. Can I get your keys to open it up?” I asked. “Damn, my keys are in my locker in the coach’s office, and I was just getting relaxed in here. I could get out but since everyone else is out in class, and I know no one else is scheduled to use the training room this period, why don’t you just strip down to your shorts? You can lock the door to make sure no one comes in unexpectedly. The other coaches know to check before opening up the room if the door is locked.” Based on what my cock did in the locker room around the other guys, I was a little nervous thinking about his suggestion. It didn’t help that I had already spent several jack-off sessions dreaming about what it would be like to be able to have sex with Coach, let alone that here he was in nothing but shorts in the whirlpool. Even though most of his body was under the water, I could see his strong shoulders and the tops of what looked to be beautiful smooth pecs. I could feel my dick starting to stir and knew I needed to try and do something to get my mind off the situation. “Nah Coach” I said, “you look like you are enjoying the spa, so I can just wait until you are done.” I figured that was a good enough excuse and I would be able to leave and go jerk off in the bathroom thinking about what little bit of Coach I had seen. “That won’t work because Coach Harris has one of his baseball players scheduled to use it. Besides, there is plenty of room, especially since you just need to hang your legs over the side. Now go ahead and strip down before you don’t have any time left to let it do any good for your leg.” Well I couldn’t come up with any other reason not to, so I took off my socks and shoes and slowly undid my belt. All the time I was undressing Coach was talking to me about how some of the guys were performing and asking me how I thought some of them would do in the state meet. It was just enough to get my mind off the fact that I was stripping down in front of my jerk-off fantasy guy, and my dick calmed down enough so that I didn’t think Coach would notice it through my briefs. I walked over to the whirlpool and sat down on the table next to it and started to lift my legs over the side to put into the water. Before I had finished, though, I jumped up when I felt my shorts getting wet. It turns out there was some cold water all over the table, and my shorts had soaked up a fair amount of it before I had a chance to get off the table. “What’s wrong?” Coach asked when he saw me fly off the table. “It just that the table is all wet. I didn’t realize it when I sat down, and the cold water surprised me. I didn’t want my shorts to get any more wet than they are.” “In that case, just pull your shorts off too. You already locked the door, so you don’t have to worry about anyone coming in” Coach said. All the commotion had totally taken my mind off the situation, but his suggestion that I strip to my birthday suit brought it all back into focus in no time. I could feel a stirring in my crotch and knew I had to somehow act fast so Coach wouldn’t see it. So I shucked my shorts and climbed up on the table in a flash, put my legs in the whirlpool, then leaned forward so my arms were resting on my thighs and my dick was hidden from view by my arms. “How’s that feel?” Coach asked. “Great” I said. “It should really help loosen up that calf.” “Well, since I am here, we can give that calf a double dose of treatment, since I can massage it at the same time” Coach said. With that, he reached out and took hold of my lower leg and started rubbing it. Reflexively, I pulled back a bit from his touch as I was afraid what might happen with my cock if he kept rubbing me. “Hey, you are tight. You need to relax that leg for the spa and massage to work. Let it become dead weight and just hang in my hands” Coach instructed. I couldn’t seem to relax though, and continued to try and hold my leg away from his hands. “You still aren’t relaxing it enough” Coach said. “You need to stop using the muscle and let it just hang loose in my hands.” Hanging loose was the last thing my cock was doing, as the feel of Coach’s hands had my cock stretched out to its full 7”. Fortunately, Coach was focusing on my leg and I had managed to block his view enough so he didn’t know what was going on with my dick. I began to wonder how I would ever be able to get out of there without him seeing it though, since I knew nothing was going to make my cock subside but a release of a big load of cum. Coach kept working on my leg and slowly I managed to let it relax some. To get it more relaxed, he said to just rest it on him so I wouldn’t be using any of my muscles to hold the leg up. At that point he put my foot down on him. Judging from where I was sitting and the feel of his body under my foot, I assumed my foot was on his hip. What I realized immediately, though, was that it was skin on skin, which meant Coach was naked in the water! Just the thought almost had me adding a little of my own juice to the water. Coach continued to talk about the team while he rubbed my leg, but I couldn’t really tell you anything he said. As he rubbed my calf with his hands, my foot slid along his bare skin inches away from his cock. My head was spinning from the feelings and from wondering how I would explain my raging hard-on. “Extend your leg for a minute and let me feel if the muscle is getting any looser” Coach told me. I did as he instructed and he felt my calf for signs of tenderness. “Feels like it is loosening up, go ahead and relax it again.” This time when I put it down though, my leg didn’t come down on his hip, but rather brushed up against what could only have been his cock. Coach didn’t seem to notice, though and just continued rubbing my leg. “Is the rest of your leg feeling okay?” he asked me, as his hands left my calf and started up towards my thighs. “You have to be careful because sometimes you can have problems in other areas when you try and compensate for an injury. Lean back so I can check your quads and hamstrings.” “I think they feel okay Coach” I said, trying to sound convincing so I wouldn’t have to lean back and expose my hard-on. “I should just check anyway. Lean back.” I knew I was in trouble, so I figured I might as well try and come up with an excuse for my problem. “Well, Coach, I have a bit of a problem. I guess I just got so relaxed that, well, ummm……” “You got a bone-on?” Coach asked. “Yes. Honestly, I don’t know why it happened” I stammered. “Hell, at your age I could get one watching paint dry” Coach joked. “It’s nothing to be ashamed of. Hell, if it makes you feel better I’ll let you in on a little secret.” “What?” “Even though I don’t get excited quite as easily as I did at your age, whirlpools still manage to always get my blood flowing,” Coach said, and as he was saying it he started to stand up. It was like it was happening in slow motion as I watched him emerge from the water. First I got a better look at his chest as the water flowed off of it. It was beautiful. I knew Coach had wrestled and run track in college, and he had kept in perfect shape in the 4 years since he had graduated. I was mesmerized as I saw the warm water run off his totally smooth chest, and I got my first look at the big, dark nipples that sat atop his tight pecs. He continued to rise out of the water and my next sight was his flat, tight stomach. He had a hint of six-pack, like he had had them before but had grown to realize there was more to life than spending hours in the gym to get some ripples in his stomach. Despite that, I had no complaints with what I was seeing, including the small patch of fur that started as his navel and grew as he continued to climb out of the water. Then, at the same instant, I saw the top of his patch pop up above the water line just as his round cock-head also popped up. Within an instant I could see more and more of his cock appear out of the water. He wasn’t kidding, whirlpools sure did get his blood flowing to one area, anyway. Finally, I had a view of his entire hard cock. It looked to be about the same size as mine lengthwise, but he had been blessed with much more in the girth department. It truly was beautiful, and in perfect proportion to the rest of his 6’3” muscled body. He was now standing erect, in more ways than one, and his cock was just inches from my reach. “See” Coach said, “nothing to be embarrassed about. It is a perfectly natural reaction to get relaxed and have your cock respond, especially when you’re getting massaged at the same time. I don’t know how many massages I have gotten in my life, but I do know that my cock got hard as a rock in every single one of them. Nothing like a strong pair of hands rubbing your body all over to get the juices flowing. Now just lean back and relax. You’ve seen mine, now it’s my turn.” I leaned back and instantly my cock sprung up and slapped against my belly. “You weren’t kidding” Coach said. “You could put an eye out with that thing if you aren’t careful. If you are anything like me, that thing isn’t going anywhere until you take care of it. I know I need to, so go ahead and jerk off if you want.” I couldn’t believe what was happening. Not only was Coach standing inches away from me with the most beautiful hard-on I had ever seen (which wasn’t saying much because up until this point the only ones I had seen had been in some of my brother’s straight porn magazines), but he was encouraging me to jack off in front of him. I was sure I must be dreaming until Coach reached out and took my cock in his hand, and said “I bet this thing can shoot halfway across the room when it gets worked right.” His touch on my cock was like a thousand bolts of electricity, all flowing through my dick. I let out a moan and closed my eyes as I felt my whole being rest in my cock in Coach’s hand. “I knew you would like that” Coach said. “There is only a couple of better ways I can think of to finish off a massage than with a nice, slow stroke job. This should really get you relaxed” he said as he closed his hand around my cock and started a slow up and down jerking motion. “Let’s see if I am right about how far this baby can shoot with a little attention” he said, and started to pick up speed with his fist. Needless to say he didn’t have long to wait to check his assumption. Alternating between watching his hand grip my cock and staring at his thick dick bouncing as he jerked me off had me about to come in no time. “OH FUCK, Coach, I’m going to cum. OH SHIT, OH SHIT, OH SHIT” I cried as I felt my balls tighten and my cock harden even more in his hand as waves of pleasure started to rack my body. I thought Coach would move to the side as I came so he wouldn’t get sprayed, but instead he moved in closer to me so that I felt his cock head brush up against my balls. It was the last feeling I remember before seeing my first blast of jizz fly out of my piss slit and land almost immediately in Coach’s pubes. Coach just kept pumping, and shot after shot kept flying up my cock shaft and out of my cock head, all landing in Coach’s crotch. Finally, my last couple of shots didn’t have the distance to reach his pubes, and instead dribbled out of my cock and landed on his hard dick. “Shit” Coach said, “I bet if I wasn’t here to catch that it would have blasted a hole in the wall. Looks like you enjoyed that. And now I have the lube I need to finish my job” he said as he rubbed my cum on his cock and started to fist his dick. I sat mesmerized for a split second before I realized I was missing possibly my only opportunity. “Here Coach, you helped me out, it is only fair that I return the favor” I said, as I reached out and took his hand off of his cock. It was wet and shiny with my huge load of cum rubbed all of it. I admired it for a second before touching the cock that I had only dreamed about before. His cock felt even better than it looked. I felt it twitch in my hand when I first closed my fist around it, and it seemed to get thicker and thicker with each slide of my hand up his shaft. My cum had slimed up his dick really well, and my hand was going pretty good up and down the entire 7” of his dick. Coach moved closer so he was standing between my thighs and put his hands on my shoulders to keep his balance as he closed his eyes and got lost in my hand-job. With Coach this close to me I realized that my jerk-off fantasies had always included one other thing that I suddenly had the chance to do. I wanted nothing more in life than to have Coach’s cock be the first one I tasted. I was afraid of his reaction, though, since maybe he just liked a good hand-job and didn’t get into another guy giving him head. At this point, though, I didn’t care what he thought, so I leaned forward until his cock was in my face. I looked at his cock up close for a second and thought that if I never had sex again, I would still die happy. Coach must have felt my breath on his cock because he opened his eyes and smiled down at me. “I was hoping you would want a taste of my stud-meat. Go ahead, lick your hot jizz off my hard dick. Suck down on that cock so you can taste my cum mix with yours.” He didn’t have to ask twice. I lifted his dick in my hand and slowly started to lick from the bottom of his shaft up. As I neared his cock head, his dick twitched in my hand. I had eaten my own cum a few other times when I had jerked off, so I wasn’t surprised by the taste of his cock smeared with my hot load. As I reached his mushroom head I opened my mouth and took my first dick into my mouth. I don’t know who was more excited – Coach getting blown or me finally living out my fantasy. I took more and more of his cock into my mouth. Since he wasn’t incredibly long, I was able to get most of it in without gagging. I wasn’t sure how long I could last, though, since I knew my mouth would get tired from stretching open so far to get around his fat dick, which seemed to be getting thicker each time my tongue slid up his shaft. I slowly got into a rhythm, though, and soon was rewarded with a tatse that I knew was not my cum. I took his dick out of my mouth and saw drops of pre-cum dangling from his piss-slit. I immediately put his dick back into my mouth and savored the taste of Coach’s nectar. It was a little sweeter than mine, and I couldn’t wait until I could get a mouthful. From Coach’s reaction, he couldn’t wait much longer either. “Oh God, suck that dick. Fuck, you have a hot mouth. I always thought I might have a chance to get my dick in that mouth. It is even better than I imagined all those times I was jerking off.” I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. Coach had been jerking off thinking about me, probably at the same time I was pounding my meat thinking of him. Just the thought of him maybe screaming my name as he came when he jerked off made me work doubly hard on getting him off now. I knew I needed to taste his load. “OH SHIT, I don’t want this to end. Your hot mouth slurping down on my hard dick all covered with your jizz is too much! FUCK, I’m getting close.” I sped up my movements on his dick, while at the same time taking my hard dick into my hands. My cock had only softened slightly after I came, and it didn’t take long with Coach’s dick in my mouth to get rock-hard again. My hand tightened around my dick and stroked it in rhythm with my mouth sliding up and down on his cock. “Oh yeah, that feels incredible” Coach moaned. “Suck on that big dick. You know you love tasting my big cock. I want us to cum at the same time. I want to see your face as your cock explodes at the same time you taste my load filling your mouth.” With that he put his hands on my head and started moving his hips as he began to actually fuck my face. He started moving faster and faster, and at the same time I sped up my hand on my own throbbing cock. Finally Coach gave one last thrust and impaled my mouth on his cock as he shouted, “I’M CUMMING! EAT MY HOT CUM!” With that I felt his dick expand even thicker as his first shot of cum filled my mouth. The taste was more than enough to send me hurtling over the edge at the same time. I normally would not have been able to think about anything other than the intensity of my orgasm, but one taste of Coach’s jizz kept me sliding up and down his cock as it convulsed and spewed forth shot after shot of hot cum. Gradually, both of our orgasms began to subside. Coach fell forward, panting, and leaned against me. He lifted my head and said “Let me get a taste of that” as he planted his lips on mine and plunged his tongue deep into my mouth. I quickly kissed back and our tongues battled inside each other’s mouths for a while. Finally he broke the kiss and looked at me. “That was fucking incredible. You don’t know how long I have thought about this happening. When you mentioned a whirlpool, I figured it might be my only chance. It was all I could do not to undress you myself, but I really had no idea whether you would go along. I just knew I had to try though.” “Thank God you did. I have jerked off so many times thinking about you that I lost count. I never thought I would really get the chance. I always wanted you to be my first.” “First?” Coach laughed. “I just assumed you had already had plenty of experience, a good-looking guy like you. And you handled my cock like a pro. Well, if that was your first, then I think we might need to have a couple of more whirlpools to work on that leg and some other areas we didn’t get to this time.” TO BE CONTINUED ……..