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Coach and Jacob

by whodominou on Aug 30, 2017
Gay Male

*****Disclaimer: All characters are over 18 years of age***** ***** It was the third day of school, and Jacob Harrison was sitting in his gym class, still not over the new gym teacher they hired. Jacob was a shy kid, despite it being his senior year. He was your average nerd and was looking forward to college and really make it big. Everyone just called th...

Me and Coach J Pt. 02

by Thatdude12 on Jan 22, 2020
Gay Male

I flipped the light switch to watch my eyes suddenly adjust to the bright living room and kitchen since there was no light coming in from the windows. The house was a bit of a mess but I didn't feel like cleaning it up, especially today with everything that's happened. I walked to my room and dropped my book bag on the floor. My bed was undone and there were...

Gym Workout: Rob, John, Ryan, & Coach

by whodominou on Aug 31, 2017
Gay Male

Author's Note: If you have not previously read my work, please keep an open mind to the unimaginable as there will be monster cocks, expanding bodies, cumflation, and much more. All characters are over the age of 18. Enjoy! ****** John Oberker looked himself over in his mirror at home before heading to school. His mom had already scolded him to wake up fo...

Taking One for the Team

by rae121452 on Nov 27, 2017
Gay Male

The big cock pounding in and out of his ass hole was about to cum. Todd could tell by the panting breath, the speeded up fucking and the groans coming from his fucker. Any moment now, he'd feel the 13th load of the afternoon gushing into his hot fuck chute. His official title was Equipment Manager for the college soccer team and he definitely managed the te...

Dad's Weakness

by Coxswain on Sep 25, 2017
Gay Male

This is a true story, as told to me by a friend. When I was 18 back in the Sixties, in my last year of high school, I met the school bus every day at the gate of the Army post where my father was stationed. Those were confusing years. I was still trying to decide if I wanted to go on to college or get a job -- maybe even enlist in the Army like my father ha...

Bound Rebound

by KeithD on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Neal knelt down beside Rex next to the kitchen door. He had stood there momentarily at first, holding his breath, while he checked to see that Rex was still breathing. The vet had said that it was just a matter of a few days now—that she'd give the Townsends something to administer to him to make sure he didn't feel any pain, if they wanted to let him be at...

Manhandled in Mauve

by CalHollows on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Bobby had heard all the stories about Mr. Springer, but still liked being his assistant coach for the college swim team. They traveled all over the state, and Bobby enjoyed the long drives. He didn't have to travel in the loud, hot team bus, either. Mr. Springer always insisted Bobby ride in his car. As the season wore on, Bobby began to notice Mr. Springer...

Coach Hazard's Finishing School

by sr71plt on Aug 31, 2017
Gay Male

The training regime for the elite wrestlers in my university's wrestling team was known as Coach Hazard's Finishing School. I had worked hard for three years to make this squad team for two reasons: this was the best of the best in wrestling in our regional division and I had the hots for Coach Hazard, who was handsome in a rugged Marine way, was solid muscl...

The Summer After

by KeithD on Jun 19, 2019
Gay Male

The muscle-burning peddle up into the base of the Thompson Gap had helped. I'd had to think about what to do next—what to think about and what not. Mom wanted me to stay a couple of more weeks before leaving for Wake Forest for my first year there. The university coach had suggested that guys trying out for track and field couldn't show up early enough to st...

Gabe-o

by xnpd on Oct 5, 2020
Gay Male

It was Monday of the second week of August when Gabe knocked on my open door, a week before training was supposed to start. I looked up and was startled to see his familiar bulk in my doorway. "Hey coach," he said. He had a huge grin on his face. "Gabe!" I said, and leapt up to greet him. We hugged. Maybe we held the hug a bit long. It had been several m...