I love Corey Ch. 1

This is a work of fiction and my first effort at an erotic story. If you like it let me know as there are several other chapters that can be written.

Hi. My name is Sam and I’d like to tell you about a lad named Corey. I suppose I should start at the beginning so you know a little about me and the background on which this story is set. I’m twenty-five years old and a teacher in a middle school in a smallish city in northern California. I’m 5 feet 11 inches tall and weigh about 160 pounds with light brown hair. While I’m fairly strong, I don’t look it. I’m bisexual leaning towards gay. I’ve been working at this school for three years and it was my first job when I graduated from college. I learned I was bisexual in high school but kept it from my parents who were both teachers. In fact I kept it in the closet as all I ever wanted to be was a teacher and with the way things are, there isn’t much chance of getting a job with a school if you are openly either gay or bi. I teach math, some science and am the coach of the football team and an assistant coach of the track team. When I moved to the area I looked for an apartment but couldn’t find a decent one at a reasonable price. So, I bought a house. My folks both died in an airplane crash when I was a junior in college. They were on vacation when the plane went down. I was an only child so all of their estate came to me. With the insurance from the crash and all the rest, I had almost $700,000 when I graduated and no debts. The house is about a mile from the school and is a lot bigger then I need but it is convenient. The worst thing about living here is there isn’t much chance to get any action unless I go way out of town. It’s about a 3 ½ hour drive to San Francisco which is where I go when it gets too much for me.

At the time this story starts it was fall training camp for the team. We were not allowed to practice before the school year started, but we could have a fitness camp so that is what we did. On the second day of camp, I looked around and on the East side of the practice field is a low hill. Sitting at the foot of the hill about midfield I saw a skinny kid with dirty blond hair sitting there watching. I asked the team if they knew who he was but none of them did. After I put them through a bunch of wind sprints, I told them to take five and walked over to him. I squatted down next to him while looking over the field and asked in a conversational tone of voice. “Well, what do you think of them?”

In a voice so soft I could barely hear him he answered. “They look pretty good.” 

“Would you like to join the team?” I asked. After a pause he answered in that same soft voice. “I’d like to but I broke my leg last year and the doctor told me I would never be able to play sports like football again.” That stopped me for a moment as I could hear the longing in his voice. Finally I said “If you’d like to be part of the team you could be the manager. I know it isn’t the same as playing, but you could be part of it.” “Could I?” he said in a louder voice and with the sound of a little hope in it. I turned and looked at him for the first time. He was about 5 feet tall and looked like he had missed too many meals. His clothes looked like they came from the Salvation Army’s rag barrel. Under his dirty blonde hair that looked like it had been cut with dull scissors wielded by a spastic barber were the most vivid blue eyes I had ever seen. I stuck my hand out and said “I’m Coach Sam Lofton. Stick around until after practice and we’ll talk about it.” He took my hand and answered “My name is Corey Babcock.” “See you after practice” I said.

After running the team through all the exercises I finally sent them to the showers. Corey had stuck around and I led him through the locker room and into my office which is just off it. Digging around in the small refrigerator I dug out a can of Coke and offered it to him. While pointing to a chair I told him to set down and we would discuss the manager’s job. I explained that with all the budget cuts there weren’t enough coaches to do all the things and that besides the equipment to take care of I would expect him to help keep records of the progress of the players, help with planning and generally be my right hand man. I asked him if he thought he could do it. He considered that for a moment and said he thought so. I them asked him about himself. He told me he was almost 14, didn’t know his father, and that his mother had taken a waitress job at the Blue Schooner (the local titty bar) and worked the evening shift and that with all the moving around he was only in the seventh grade. All the time he talked he never smiled. About that time I noticed that it was quiet in the locker room which meant that the boys were done with their showers and had left. I got up to go pick up their jock straps, towels and other equipment to throw it in the washer when I got an idea. “Corey” I said, “we’re on a tight budget and I have to wash the equipment. I get $10.00 a week to do it. If you’d like to take over the job, I’ll give you the $10.00.” I figured what the heck, he looks like he could use the money. For the first time he smiled. “I’d love too” he replied. So after showing him where the soap and washers were and how to run them he agreed to report the next day before practice.

After that, things seemed to settle in and Corey proved to be intelligent and hard working. He always had the laundry done and the proper papers on the progress of the players filled out. The next week we got into practice and the following week had our first game. It was a close game but we managed to win in the last quarter. The team was jubilant and I treated them to a trip to the local drive in for milkshakes and hamburgers. I noticed Corey wolfed his down like he was starved but figured like any kid he was just hungry. I also noticed that he didn’t seem to be friendly with his teammates. He just kind of stayed by himself. I asked Brad Conner (our quarterback and the team leader) if Corey was any problem and he said no, that Corey was just real quiet.

The following week at practice is when it happened. Now you have to understand that I have never been into children. I like my sex partners some where close to my age. There is more then just sex. You need to have things to talk about and experiences to share. Anyhow, practice was over and I was setting in my office making notes about things to concentrate on the next day when I accidentally stepped on the button that turned the camera mounted in the locker room on. It’s hooked to the computer and I use it to make sure the kids aren’t doing anything they should not be when I’m in the office. (They think I’m a mind reader because I mounted it where they can not see it.) Anyhow, there was Corey picking up the jock straps and as he did, he brought each one to his face like he was smelling it. As I sat there wondering what was going on he found one he liked as he held onto it and started to take his pants down. When he had his jeans and shorts around his ankles he put the jock strap over his head on his face and started to jerk his meat. I could see that for an almost fourteen year old, he was pretty well endowed. All of a sudden, I don’t know what came over me. I really looked and he had the most beautiful cock I had ever seen. It wasn’t huge but it had a perfect shape. It had been several months since I had been to San Francisco and I was pretty horny myself. All of a sudden I fell in love with his cock. I had to have it. I didn’t even think about the fact that it would cost me my job.

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 I walked over and opened the door. Corey was so into himself that he didn’t hear me coming and with the jock strap over his face he couldn’t see me. I walked over and grabbed him by the arm and drug him into my office closing the door behind me. When I grabbed him he started apologizing and saying he was sorry and he started to cry. I shoved him up against the wall and holding him there with my left hand I looked at him again. His cock was even better looking up close. It was very big for his age and was rapidly getting soft. I just had to have it. Now I’m one of those who doesn’t care who is on top or bottom, I enjoy either. I also love to suck and be sucked. It turns me on almost as much as fucking. I knelt down in front off his rapidly softening cock while holding him against the wall with my left hand. All this time he is sobbing and begging me not to kick him off the team. I reached up with my right hand and gently raised his cock. There was still a little precum on the tip. I leaned my head forward and with my tongue licked the tip. When I had put my hand on it his voice had dropped to about half the level that it had been. When I licked the tip there was a gasp and he tried to jerk it away from me. As his ass was against the wall it only moved back a little way. He started to get hard all over again. As it swelled in my hand, I could see it was perfectly shaped with a slight upward curl and uncut. His voice had stopped and I could hear his breathing. It was somewhat fast and a little ragged. I carefully pulled the foreskin back and gently licked the tip again. I felt a shiver go through him. His precum tasted wonderful. His smell was wonderful. I took my right hand off of it and it just continued to point at me. I didn’t need to hold it up any more. I took the head in my mouth and tongued it softly. I swear he rose off of the floor. Actually he just stiffened his legs. 

I licked the underside and he gasped again. His breathing picked up. I took my hand off of his chest and put both of them on his hip with my fingers wrapped around touching his buttocks and my thumbs on the front of his hips. I could feel that his muscles were tense. I knew if I wasn’t careful he would cum right away. I waited. Slowly his muscles relaxed a little. I spoke for the first time. “Take it easy. We have lots of time.” He relaxed a little more. I slipped it into my mouth again. He tensed again so I moved my head back and waited for him to relax. I could see it twitch every time his heart beat. His heart must have been going about a mile a minute. When he seemed a little more relaxed I took that beautiful cock in my mouth and just held it and waited. Slowly his hips relaxed a little again. I couldn’t believe how good it tasted. I slowly pulled my head back so that only the head was in my mouth and ran my tongue around the tip. He shivered and tried to stick it further in. I pushed back on his hips and held him there and waited. When I felt him relax a little I started to suck a little while tonguing him. He responded by rolling his hips as if trying to stick that beautiful cock through the back of my head. I moved my head back and let it just stick out next to my face. By hunching down and leaning forward I let it lay up past my nose and slowly sucked his scrotum and nuts into my mouth. He rolled his hips so that I had a little better angle and I responded by gently mouthing his nut sack. He twitched and jerked and moaned softly. I could feel his pulse from his cock which lay against my cheek. His heart was racing. Slow down I told myself. I let his nuts slip out of my mouth and waited. Slowly his hips rotated back to a more normal position. I took that great tasting cock in my mouth again and sucked on it. As I slowly sucked he begin to rock back and forth while gasping and moaning. I knew he wouldn’t last much longer and neither would I. I let it slip out of my mouth and took my hands off his hip so that I could rearrange my cock. I was so hard and I hadn’t taken the time to arrange it so it was comfortable. I jerked my pants open and let my cock hang out. Putting my hands back on his hips I said,” Hold off as long as you can. It will make it better.” By now he was panting like he had run a 400 yard dash and was covered with sweat. “I’ll try” he gasped. I took his cock in my mouth again and this time he put his hands on the back of my head. As I started sucking again he started shoving into my mouth. We soon got in time and I started sucking and tonguing harder and he started shoving harder. God he tasted good.

Corey started to moan. At each thrust it got higher pitched. Then he started really pulling my head down onto his cock. I knew he was about to erupt so I sucked and rubbed my tongue as hard as I could. All of a sudden his ass tensed like iron, his cock seamed to get bigger and he grunted like some of the tennis players when they serve. His pelvis slammed forward about breaking my nose. I could feel his sparse pubic hair on my nose and face and then he jerked again. I couldn’t believe he could trust so hard. I could feel his cum hit the back of my mouth. Eagerly I swallowed it. He just kept on thrusting. I couldn’t believe it. Eleven, twelve, thirteen squirts. He started to slow down and I knew he was done. As he slowed and stopped I kept on sucking, getting out all of the cum I could. It tasted marvelous. Every man tastes a little different and this was the best I had ever tasted. Corey leaned back against the wall panting and sweating. I could feel his legs trembling and shaking. I put my hands on his knees and held them straight so he wouldn’t fall. 

As his breathing slowed I suddenly realized what I had done. My God, I had molested a student. I could see the headlines. Coach convicted of molesting minor. In my minds eye I could see my life going down the drain. I didn’t know what to do or say. Finally I knew I had to say something so I started out “Corey”. He answered before I could go any further. “That was awesome. My God that was the best thing I ever felt.” I looked up at him and he positively beamed. It was the first full smile I had ever seen him have. His eyes were closed and he just glowed all over. His voice dropped and he asked very softly “Do you think we might do that again sometime?” He paused and finally opened his eyes and looked down at me. “I know I’m different. I have always liked to look at boys. If you don’t want to be around me any more I’ll understand.” I didn’t know what to say. 

As I gazed up into those vivid blue eyes I could see his shoulders start to sag. “I’m sorry” he said. “I shouldn’t have told you. I’ve’ wanted to suck your cock and have you suck mine since you came over at practice and asked me if I wanted to be the manager.” “I just didn’t know how to ask you and was afraid you would say no. I’ll go now.” I didn’t say a word. Now I knew what to do. I reached up and taking his arms in my hands slowly pulled him down in front of me and kissed him. As he relaxed and leaned against my chest I put my arms around him and whispered in his ear “I love you Corey.” As he put his arms around me I suddenly realized that I did love him.