Pointguard

I was in my basketball coaches office, prepared to plead with him to make me starting point guard this year. I was a senior and if I could make starter, I was almost guaranteed a scholarship to my dream college. But I needed to make point guard, starter. The competition was fierce, I knew I was on the team, I had been for the last 3 years, and I just needed that starting position to lock in my scholarship chances. Coach was trying to avoid simply choosing me because I needed to get a scholarship. He asked me what my dream college was and when I told him he leaned back in his chair and went into thought for a moment. Then he got up and went over to his door.

He shut and locked it, and then as he went over to his window to close the blinds he asked me if I knew that the college I wanted to attend had the highest rate of homosexual athletes. I didn’t know this. Coach went over to his water cooler and told me that if I went to this college I would have to deal with a lot of gay players, I told him that didn’t bother me, and that I would do anything to get into that college. Coach walked up beside me and said, Well, I can think of some way to prove you are a harder worker then all the other guys. The way he said harder made me skin tingle and I was beginning to see what coach was getting at.

To be honest I kind or expected it, he was a middle aged-single man who never talked about his personal life, and he was always sharply dressed. He was about 6 feet tall, built, and bald on top, with a gray goatee. He sidled up beside me and looked down at me. “You know what I’m talking about don’t you?” “I think so.” I said letting out a deep breath. “Well,” he said as if I asked him if I could blow him. “I don’t know that seems a little extreme.” He told me that if I wanted this college more than anything this would be the one thing I would have to learn to do, and to be honest I had thought about sucking dick before, I just didn’t know if I was ready. But if it guaranteed me a starting spot, I guess I could do it. “OK” I said as I turned the chair toward my basketball coach and waited for him to pull off his pants. “Oh no!” he said, “You have to take off anything you want off, I am just you’re test dummy.” So I hesitantly raised my hands up to his belt and unbuckled it. Then I slowly unzipped his jeans. My heart was racing, as he helped me slide his jeans down. Then with a big breath I slid my fingers into his boxer-briefs and slowly pulled down. I nearly gasped at the size of his cock, and was a little intimidated, but I knew that if I gave into temptation, I would not only get what I wanted sexually, but athletically as well.

He was limp and at least 8 inches long and pretty thick. I asked if he would get hard soon. “No,” he replied “I’m getting at the age where it gets harder to get up. I could take a pill, but I’ve found the best way is to have one of you boys suck me up.” So I leaned down and slightly touched his penis, with my index finger and thumb. I opened my mouth and closed my eyes right before I took his cock into my mouth. His old meat was hot, and I could feel my heart in my throat, and his in his penis. I slowly slid the dick all the way into my mouth and back out, then in again. I did this until coach was nine inches long, and I felt pre cum slowly ejaculate from the tip of his dick. He was still pretty soft, and already a giant. I continued to suck his rod until he was about 10 inches long. I stopped and marveled at the majesty of his huge penis. Coach slowly reached down and started gently stroking his cock. I looked up at him, unsure of what to do next. What I had just done was the extent of my fantasies. “Well, is that all?” he asked. “You’re not going to experiment any more? You’ll be asked to do a lot more at college.” “Like What?” I asked, almost excited to hear the answer. “Well…” he answered. “You’ll be asked to at least suck a dick until the other guy comes. You’ll also be asked to do this to coaches and teachers. Might I suggest you experiment a bit more on me.” He said this as he slowly undressed. First pulling off his shirt, and pulling off his pants. He left his boxer-briefs on, but his man-rod was bulging out of it.

I knew what he wanted. So I stood up and took off my shirt and pants. Revealing my muscular physique, and almost hairless body. I had been hit on by gay men before, and took it as a compliment. Now I was about to engage in any form of gay sex with my own basketball coach. “Alright,” he said moving in close to me. “Lets see what your packing.” He reached down and abruptly grabbed my cock, which was quite hard, and made a satisfied face. Then he ripped down my boxers, and I stood there in his office, completely nude, and hard, waiting for instructions.

“I want you to be my slave.” Coach said stepping in as close as he could, and gently stroking my young cock. I nodded and with that coach pushed my head down to his crotch and instructed me to go to town on his genitals.

So I started licking and gently sucking his junk through his underwear, soaking them in saliva, then with hardly any effort I pulled down his underwear and shoved his throbbing cock in my mouth. I attempted to deep throat his massive boner, but with no success. So I pulled his cock back, and took his balls in my mouth, sucking them. All the time teasing the love rod my coach had. Before long coach pulled me up and bent me over his desk. I had barely begun sucking, but coach pulled out a tube of lube from his desk, and squirted it on my butt hole. "You like that?" he asked. "Then you'll love this." And with one deep thrust Coach pushed his whole penis inside me. It hurt. I wont lie, it hurt a lot.

But as much as it hurt it felt good too, I could feel the tip of his dick, and the heat radiating from it, I took a deep breath and relaxed as coach started to gently move back and forth, pulling his dick slowly in and out of my virgin ass. I gripped the edge of his desk, as he gripped my hips, showing me he was in full control.

Just when I was getting into the timing coach pulled out and quickly spun me around, I knew what was coming so I planted myself on the floor with my face ready. Coach stroked a few times and after a few seconds his penis quivered, and twitched, then I was drenched in hot goo. I licked the cum off my face and gently sucked coach's cock to help him cool down. When he pulled me up, he looked me square in the eye and said; "Have fun at college."