Gay Erotic Stories

Well, before I get into the story let me give you some background information. This takes place in a small school where everyone knows everyone. From the Kindergarten to seniors in high school there is a total student population of around 200. So now you know the smallness you also need to know that this is ‘redneckville’, (no offence to the gay rednecks) where if you aren’t str8 and a cowboy you are an outcast. And so I was an outcast from the time I found out and even before when I decided I wasn’t cut out to be a cowboy.

At the start of my freshmen year the school hired two new coaches. One of which was a total jaw dropper. He had bright blonde hair that was cut short into a buzz cut. He had deep blue eyes that you could get lost in if you looked at him for too long (I had done this many times). He had rock hard calves. He stood about 6 foot exact and weighed about 210--all muscle. He had a 30-inch waist. His legs were hairy, not too hairy but just right. And his arms were just the same. His name was Coach McGard.

I had had a crush on him since the moment I had seen him. I had wanted him since I was a freshman but never worked up the courage until I was about mid-senior year. Coach McGard had coached football, basketball, golf, and track. He was what we would call and all around coach. I played basketball and golf (I wasn’t that good at either of them…but good enough to make the team). One day I had stayed behind in the gym after practice to shoot some and practice extra. Coach McGard was in his office going over some papers when he saw me still shooting. “Hit the showers, I can’t leave here until all of you have left” he barked out. I nodded to show that I heard him and shot a couple more shots, and then headed to the locker room.

Everyone was out of the showers and just about ready to leave when I got into the room. It smelled like most locker rooms, and was designed like one to. It was formed like an ‘L’. Lockers all along the top part and the john was near the back. In the middle were the showers. Just one room with about 15 showers--no privacy walls or curtains. Anyway I start to strip and head to the shower with my towel wrapped around my waist holding it together because it was to short to reach all the way around, and stay up.

I stepped into the shower and turned on the water. It was a cold shower so it felt good after the long practice I had just undergone. I looked out of the shower and noticed that everyone was gone from the locker room, which gave me a chance to play with myself. I played with my cock until it was fully hard.

I was fully self-occupied when all of a sudden I heard this voice from behind me. “Marcus, turn around.” I did as it told me and as I did I saw Coach McGard standing there. There was something different about him that I couldn’t put my finger on until I started staring at the floor so that I didn’t have to look him in the eye. He had a huge bulge in his pants. So there I was standing buck-naked with a hardon in front of my dream man with a bulge in his pants. I was speechless. We stood there in an awkward silence when all of a sudden he whipped out his rock hard 7-inch dick from his pants. It was even better than I would have imagined, it was way bigger than my 6 incher. He didn’t even tell me what to do. I could tell by the look in his eyes he wanted his cock sucked by me. So I fell to the floor on my knees and started to suck his cock. Slow at first, just licking the head then went all the way to town. This is all he could take and grabbed my head and started to face fuck me. I just let him take control since this was my first time to do anything like this.

He finally got tired of me sucking his cock and pulled out. It was leaking pre cum so I grabbed for it and started cleaning what I could off. He pulled away again and stripped. He then forced me down with my back on the ground. He spit on his fingers and started to finger my ass--one finger at first then two. I was completely taken over by passion. It felt so good. But when he slid the third in two fingers was nothing compared to it. Then he pulled out his fingers and looked at me.

“I think you’re ready for the real thing.” As he said this he grabbed his cock and started to head toward my hole. He put the head of his cock between my cheeks, then into my ass. I winced in pain and he stopped and started making circles in my ass. Very soon it felt so good I wanted to cream myself right then. He saw this and decided it was time to move on and started to push in some more.

The pain that I felt turned into ecstasy as he pushed even farther in. Before I knew it he was all the way in and then started to pull slowly out then thrust it back in. After a couple of these he got a good slow rhythm going. I grabbed my dick and started jacking off again. I was under his power and I loved it.

I moaned and screamed from passion as he lost his pace and started to go faster. “Oh god, please fuck me. Fuck me hard.” was all I could say. He sped up his pace. I could feel his dick expanding in my ass. I instinctively knew he was about to cum. Then he shot his load in my ass. I could feel it hitting the back walls of my ass each time. Each time one hit me it sent me over the edge and I couldn’t hold back any longer. I shot the biggest load I have ever shot on my chest. We set there with the shower water still running over us, breathing deeply, then we shared the most spectacular kiss. I was seeing stars. We held each other for what seemed like forever.

He was the first one to break the silence. “I’ve always wanted to do this with you,” he confessed.

“Me too,” I readily agreed. We looked at each other and just started laughing. The rest of that year I stayed for some extra attention after every practice. We also tried a few new things each time. If you liked this story and/or have comments please email me at: iandidentify@yahoo.com. I would appreciate it very much. I might use your information or comments in my next story.