The Coaching sessions : Part 1

Jim was one of those guys that everyone liked. He was an ex footballer of some note who when his career ended settled into our little town and without much fuss became a modest, unassuming and trusted community minded citizen. He ran a sporting goods store but in his spare time spent a lot of time at the gym or the pool or down at the field where he liked to help coach some of the teams, and because of his easy ways he became somewhat of a mentor to some of the up and coming young jocks of which I was one at the time.

He was well trusted by parents and no one minded when he would invite some of them back to his place to watch big games on TV. It seemed to us young guys that it was a rare honour to be considered part of his ‘gang’ as he called it and I was rather flattered one day not long after my eighteenth birthday to be asked to join this group. I was in the showers after a game when Jim came in. He watched me towel off and when I had slipped into my shorts he came over and said that he thought I had potential and if I liked he was prepared to hand on some tips.

He said that he had a group of guys ready to stay back at the field to go over a few moves and asked me if I wanted to stay. I said I would but would have to arrange for my pop to come back later to pick me up as I had no car.

Jim said he would fix it and we went over to talk to my pop about me staying back. Pop was pleased that Jim had taken an interest in me and was even more pleased when Jim said that he would drop me home after the session, so it was agreed that I could stay.

It was a tough training session and true to his word Jim showed us a lot of moves that he had learned as a professional. There was one tricky manoeuvre that he had to show me three or four times. When I still couldn’t get it right he said he go through it one more time after everyone else had left because he did not want to waste everyone’s time.

After everyone had left and it was getting dark and I still couldn’t do it he said “Let’s make a deal. If you get it right this time I’ll give you a head job. If you don’t, well you will have to give me one. Agreed?” “OK.” I said without thinking that it was a serious proposition and because I’d never done anything like that in my life before.

We tried the pass one more time. I almost took it but fumbled the ball, thus making a mess of the whole manoeuvre. Jim said that he’d had enough for the day and it was time for a shower.

The shower block was deserted and we got undressed. Jim was in the shower stall next to me and when he turned to me he had his cock in his hand and a huge erection. “A bets a bet,” he said pointing to his prick. I told him I had not done it before but he said that was no excuse, I had to do it.

Jim stepped over and took me firmly by the shoulders, pressing me down on my knees. He pulled my head into his crutch and forced his throbbing prick into my mouth. I gagged at first so Jim showed me how to take his huge shaft, hold it lightly with my lips and let it slide in and out. After a few minutes he shoved his huge shaft deep inside and shot his huge load into my mouth and down my throat so that I had no choice but to swallow all of his hot creamy fluid. When he had finished he pulled me to my feet, reached down and gently masturbated me until I too shot my load.

On the way home he asked me if I’d enjoyed the lessons. I said I did. Jim put his hand on my knee and gently massaged my inner thigh and said that he had a lot more to teach me if I wanted to learn it. He asked me to think about it and to tell him the next time we met. He said that we could go to his house and try some new things that he would love to teach me.

When I got home pop asked me if I’d enjoyed the training session and if I’d learned anything new. “Yes.” I said.

He asked if Jim had offered me any more training sessions and I said ‘Yes he has offered to teach me a lot more and I am going to take him up on his offer”

I just didn’t tell the old man just what is was I was going to learn.

The next day I contacted Jim and said I wanted to learn everything he could teach me. "On and off the field?" he asked. "On and off the field, especialy the off the field bit." I replied. He said tat he would be a good teacher. I said that I would be a good pupil...

*** To be continued...