When the announcement came over the intercom my classmates could not help but express their joy that I was “in trouble”. The call to report to Coach Tonney’s office was one that no one in our school enjoyed, because it was a well known fact that when Coach T called you to his office, you were gonna get yelled at.
Coach T was notorious in our school. A local celebrity of sorts. Along with being All-State at our high school for three consecutive years, he was also a former college standout and a semi-pro football player in the late 2000’s until injuries took their toll and he had to hang up his cleats. He was still in top physical shape for a guy in his mid-30s and it was a well-known fact that several of the younger female teachers in the area were competing for his hand in marriage.
As I made my way down the hall towards the gym I was racking my brain trying to figure out what I had done wrong. Nobody gets called to Coach T’s office unless they have fucked up bad like Josh Davis did last month when he snuck a pint of cheap tequila onto the bus before a football game. However, I could not recall a single thing that I had done wrong. No cheating. No fights. Nothing. Hell, I had only been at the school for a couple of months, so I was surprised that Coach T even knew who I was, even though I was in his 5th period gym class.
When I arrived at Coach T’s office the door was slightly open. I lightly knocked on the door and within a second Coach T opened the door with a big smile on his face and invited me in. This didn’t feel like I was in trouble…
“Come on in and grab a chair Shawn!” he said.
I slid into a low sitting chair that looked like it was from the 1950’s as coach closed his office door and dropped into his chair at his desk.
There was a long pause from Coach, something that was uncommon for him as he was known for being a guy that spoke his mind and spoke it loudly. My mind was racing trying to figure out what I was there for, and his hesitation to dive into it was confusing me even more.
“Shawn,” he began “I have been asked to have a talk with you about a touchy subject.”
“OK” I said, still baffled as to what this was about.
“Shawn,” another pause “The administration has come to me and asked me to discuss a rumor that is going around about you.”
I immediately felt the blood rush to my face. Now I knew exactly why I was in his office!
Two months earlier my parents and I had moved to Bookertown and we knew no one. I eventually became friends with a guy named Carson that was two years older than me and in the 11th grade. He seemed pretty cool and we quickly started hanging out together at his house, playing Xbox and eating anything that his mom had not hidden from us.
One day when I arrived at his house, Carson told me he had a surprise for me. His parents were gone to work so we had the house to ourselves. He led me down to the basement where he revealed his dad’s secret stash of porn DVDs. Not the mild ones. These were kinky ones like “Moms in Bondage” and “Little Sister Does a Gangbang” type of stuff.
Carson asked if I wanted to watch some and I readily agreed. We picked out a few DVDs and went into the downstairs TV room that had a nice, big flatscreen TV and popped one in. In no time I was feeling horny and had to adjust my erect cock several times. Carson noticed and mentioned that he was having the same issue. He then surprised me by pulling out a joint and asking if I was in the mood to get high and jerk off together. I was nervous as hell, both at the thought of getting high and of jerking off in front of another guy, but I didn’t want Carson to think I was lame, so I agreed.
After a few hits of the joint my head was spinning. It hit me good and in no time I was relaxed and as open-minded as it gets. When Carson stood up and began removing his clothes and said I should do the same, I did not hesitate at all. I was actually quite excited at the idea.
Carson turned his back as he removed his underwear and I found myself looking at his tight ass and actually liking it. I felt a little gay thinking it, but he had a good ass for a guy and I hoped mine looked as good as his. When he turned to face me I was stunned. Suddenly I felt even more gay. Carson was rock hard and had a fat 8 inch cock that was nearly twice as thick as my dick and quite frankly, I found it to be beautiful. I had been having bisexual fantasies off and on over the last year and suddenly I found myself fully engulfed in one as I stared at his throbbing cock.
Carson broke the silence “Shawn?”
I looked up to see him looking at me, fully aware that I had just been staring at his cock. However, he didn’t say anything about it. Instead he said “Should we sit beside each other or across from each other?”
I hesitated for a moment, realizing that beside each other meant we might touch each other, and quickly said “Beside each other.”
Carson smiled and sat down on the couch, making room for me to sit beside him. I settled in next to him and found myself totally focused on watching him stroke his big cock as I fondled my own considerably smaller one. The porn movie was the last thing on my mind. My buzz was intense and his cock was mesmerizing. I could see the very first beginnings of precum glistening on the slit and I was fighting a real urge inside of me to want to taste it. I was so transfixed on staring at his cock that somehow I missed that he had stopped stroking it and had turned his head and was looking at me, looking at it.
I jumped a little when he broke the silence “Shawn?”
I looked at him, now realizing that he had once again caught me staring at his cock.
“Would you like to try something?” he asked.
“Like what?” I responded.
“Oh I don’t know” he said, then added “You ever gave a blowjob before?” followed by a chuckle. I knew he was cracking a joke, but also seriously curious if I would.
My mouth was as dry as the Sahara Desert. It was probably cottonmouth from the weed, but nerves were surely a part of it too.
My voice quivered slightly as I said “Not yet, but there is a first time for everything, right?” and gave a half-hearted chuckle at the end.
I glanced at him to see his eyes wide with what was either surprise or excitement…or maybe both.
Over the next minute or so we agreed it would be our little secret and nobody would know. He even said he would suck my dick too if I wanted. I didn’t know how to respond. At that moment all I wanted to do was suck his cock…my first cock.
As Carson leaned back on the couch and gestured towards his dick, giving me permission to begin, my entire body began to shake from nerves. This was my first sexual experience. I had never been sexually active with anyone before, male or female, and I was literally shaking with nervous excitement.
As I slid off of the sofa and landed between his legs I was overjoyed. I was really going to do this! That first touch of my hand on his cock was amazing. It was so big and thick…and hot…and HARD!! It felt like heaven just holding it. As I leaned down to get my first taste of cock I became aware of the smell of manly crotch and found it intoxicating. As I had fantasized about earlier, I just had to lick the precum from the tip, so that is where I started. From there I wrapped my lips around his head and proceeded to inhale his shaft as far as I could before I felt it press against the back of my throat. After a few moments of enjoying the taste of his cock in my mouth I was soon sucking and slurping like I had been doing it for years. I had never had a blowjob myself, but I just knew where it felt good to touch myself, so I used my lips and tongue on those places on him and he loved it. I flicked my tongue along the underside of his head every time I withdrew his cock to the edge of my lips, then swirled it around his head before using it for pressure along the soft underside of his shaft.
I must have been doing something right, because after maybe five minutes he broke the silence “Oh god!” he half whispered, “I am about to shoot!”
I had never considered what I would do when this moment arrived. Bringing him to orgasm had never crossed my mind. I had been so focused on getting to suck his dick that I hadn’t actually contemplated what I would do when I inevitably brought him to orgasm. It took me mere seconds to decide what I wanted.
He spoke again “Seriously! I can’t hold back much longer Shawn!” he continued “You better stop now or…” his voice trailed off. I continued.
To his credit, he tried to warn me one last time, although with much less effort. It was pointless, because I was not stopping. “I can’t hold back dude…unless you want me to shoot in your mouth you better stop now” he muttered. I never slowed down. Instead, I applied a bit more suction and put extra effort into using my tongue. A second later I felt a stream of hot semen hit the back of my throat accompanied by a low moan from deep within him. His hips thrust slightly with each spasm as stream after stream of sticky cum was pumped into my mouth. As his orgasm subsided I found myself engaged in a full liplock around his cock to contain the mouthful of cream I had. As I raised my mouth up off of his cock I applied extra suction to make sure none ran out and discovered that tight lips have a tremendous effect on a cock head when the guy just came as Carson’s entire body quivered when I sucked his head.
As I sat up I could see he was still in ecstasy. I debated what to do with the mouthful of his seed that I had, then quickly made that decision as well and swallowed it down. There was no way I was not going to. His eyes opened somewhat, then farther as he realized I had swallowed his jizz.
“Did you swallow all of that?” he asked.
I half grinned and said “It seemed like the right thing to do.”
I then glanced down and saw his cock, which was still at 3/4 mast, had released one last big drop of pearly white juice that was slowly creeping it’s way off of the edge of his head and down the underside of his shaft. In an uninhibited moment of desire, I leaned down and ran my tongue up the underside of his shaft, lapping up the escaping seed and drawing a moan of pleasure from him in the process.
I then leaned back, thoroughly pleased with what I had just done and savored the moment.
After a few minutes Carson once again broke the silence “So, are you gonna be pissed if I don’t do you too?”
“Huh?” was all I could manage.
“I mean” he continued, “If I don’t suck you off, is that cool?”
I looked at him and contemplated it for a moment, then realizing that I never really expected or even wanted him to suck my dick too, I said “Nah, I did it because I wanted to, not because I expected it in return.”
“Are you sure bro?” he asked, “I don’t want you to be mad or anything.”
“I am positive” I said, then added “I got exactly what I wanted.” and grinned at him.
Over the next few days Carson and I embarked on a very pleasant portion of our friendship. We still played Xbox, talked about girls and tits and pussy and which girl we thought would be the best fuck, tossed the football, smoked an occasional joint and acted like every other regular pair of male teenager friends, but we also always found time to be alone somewhere private so I could suck him off.
I realized very quickly that as much as he enjoyed a regular blowjob, I was going through the daily motions of life with nothing on my mind but wondering when I would get to suck his dick again. I was very aware that I liked doing it just as much if not more than he liked me doing it. I woke up in the morning thinking about it. I ate breakfast thinking about it. I daydreamed about it during lunch. Even at the end of the day, after I had just sucked him off, I was thinking about sucking him off again.
Then summer ended and a few weeks into school I was approached in the bathroom by two upper classmen who asked me “So we hear you like to suck dick?!” and laughed. I was shocked. Carson had told our secret! I was speechless. I turned to walk away from the two guys when one caught my shirt sleeve and stopped me. I thought I was about to get in a fight when he said “Dude, don’t freak out, we want a turn too!” Still thinking they were being mean I jerked away and left.
Later that day I was in a different bathroom and was not happy to find myself alone with one of the upper classmen from earlier. He put effort into getting me to look at him and said “Hey bro, we didn’t mean to upset you earlier. We were just being goofy.” he said, then added, “…but we were serious. Carson said you are amazing and you never want anything in return. We were hoping to get some of that action is all.”
I didn’t know what to say. To be honest, I wasn’t angry with Carson at all, but this was not an angle I had expected. I had sort of developed a feeling of “loyalty” to Carson over the last few weeks, but now that I knew he had told our secret, I saw no reason to maintain that feeling. Minutes later I was in one of the stalls sitting on a toilet while the upper classman stood in front of me with his pants around his ankles and no more than two or three minutes after that his cum was sliding down my throat and we were headed to our classes.
As I sat in class contemplating what I had just done I realized that if those two guys knew what I had been doing for Carson all summer, then it was a good chance that a lot of people knew. I glanced around class and caught several people looking at me and essentially confirmed to myself that any chance of my secret remaining a secret was gone. Not an hour later I would find myself back in that same bathroom stall, this time with the other upper classman in front of me, holding my head still while he fucked my mouth until he shot his load down my throat.
An hour after that I was at Carson’s house, on my knees in his basement sucking his dick. I was happy. Happier than I had been in a very long time. After Carson fed me we talked and he apologized for telling. We laughed as I pointed out that it was obviously OK with me or I would not have been over right after school for my daily feeding.
Over the next few weeks I discovered that more than a few guys in the school liked the idea of getting sucked off by another guy. Carson joked that he was going to get me an app on my phone for scheduling appointments. It wasn’t a bad idea. I was spending all of lunchtime in the bathroom giving blowjobs plus the occasional “bump into each other blowjob” at various times during the day. I was giving anywhere between 5 and 8 blowjobs every day, plus my daily visit to Carson’s house, and from what I was hearing, more guys were wanting in on the fun. I had no intentions of turning down anyone.
Coach T’s voice snapped me out of my thoughts “Shawn?”
I looked up to see Coach T looking at me closely “Are you with me buddy?” he asked.
I nodded that I was. He smiled “OK then, just checking.”
“So about this rumor…” he continued.
I cut him off “It is true.”
He looked caught off guard. “All of it?” he asked.
In a moment of clarity, I felt no shame. I was thoroughly enjoying what I was doing. I regretted none of it and I wasn’t going to lie about it.
Unabashedly I confirmed what I had already said “Yes” and added “and I really like doing it to. Nobody is forcing me or anything. I want to do it probably more than they want me to.” I paused, then added “I wish I could do it for more guys.”
Coach T looked at me with obvious surprise on his face. His eyebrows were high on his forehead and his mouth hung half open as he blinked incredulously at me. After gathering his words he said “Well, with that said, I guess my main concern is that I am hearing that you are pretty busy in the bathroom at lunch, which is going to lead to you getting caught and of course, getting in trouble.”
I hadn’t thought of this before, but now realized that discovering that their son was the school dicksucker and was caught sucking dick in the bathroom was probably not what my parents needed.
Then Coach T continued “You should probably do it after school, or if you are going to do it at school at least do it somewhere less likely for a teacher to come walking in and catch you, you know?” and chuckled. I could hardly believe that Coach T was giving me advice on not getting caught. Suddenly it hit me why…
I looked up at him and half-laughed back and said “Like in a locked office?” and smiled and gestured at his door.
“Exactly like a locked office!” he said with a smile as he leaned over and flipped the lock on his already closed door.
Suddenly Coach T and I were not laughing anymore and I realized that I was not called down to his office to get yelled at after all. Instinctively I slid off of the chair onto my knees as Coach T stood up, loosened the snap on his gym pants and let them drop to the floor as he stepped out of them and forward in front of me. I suddenly found myself face-to-cock with the first cock I had ever seen that was bigger than Carson’s and I was mesmerized by it. It was perfection.
As I opened wide to take in his wrist thick 9 inch cock I heard a soft moan of pleasure, then realized I was the one moaning. This was better than I ever could have hoped for. As Coach T put his hand on the back of my head and began slowly forcing his fat cock down my throat, I had a feeling I was going to be getting called to Coach T’s office a lot from now on…or at least I was going to make sure he knew I wanted to be.