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For as long as I can remember I have always been attracted to big, chubby, hairy men. I still remember the first time I got my hands on Mr. Wilson.
I was a transfer student to a new high school. I had a June birthday so I had already turned 18. As a new student to the district I had to take a health class that is normally reserved for freshman. Needless to say, I was not looking forward to it, that is, until I walked in and saw Mr. Wilson standing there.
He was perfect: 5’9, 280, with a big round gut that spilled over his cargo shorts. He had a big, round ass and muscular arms and legs covered in thick dark hair. He had a cute, round face with a crew cut and a well groomed goatee. I ran my eyes up and down him and was instantly hard.
I hurried over and took my seat. I couldn’t take my eyes off him. He was gorgeous. My cock was rock hard, and I had to tuck it up into my waistband. Right as I did, Mr. Wilson turned and looked directly at me. It was obvious was doing, and it was obvious by his expression that he knew exactly what I was doing. He looked me in the eyes, his face expressionless. He held my gaze for what seemed like an eternity and then looked back down at some papers. I was humiliated…until I saw the smirk slowly spread across his face.
I could barely pay attention in class. I totally humiliated myself on the first day of class, but still all I can think about is the bulge in Mr. Wilson’s shorts. Class ends before I even realize and I get up to try and make a hasty retreat. I want to escape unnoticed but he stops me as I’m trying to leave and holds me back until everyone leaves. I am sure he’s going to confront my about my erection.
“Jeff, is it?” he asked.
“Yeah, what’s up, Mr. Wilson?”
“Well, I couldn’t help but notice you-“
My blood ran cold in my veins. I could feel the embarrassment welling up in my guts.
“I couldn’t help but notice that you’re a pretty big boy.” he continued.
I looked at him puzzled. “Yeah, I guess.”
I was the typical lineman build: 5’11, 255, and stocky.
“Have you ever played ball?” he asked.
“I played a few seasons at my old school.” I answered.
“Have you considered playing this season? We could use your size.” he said as slowly casino oyna looked me up and down.
I melted as his eyes met mine. It turned me on to think of him looking me over. His eyes moving over my body.
“Yeah, I’d love to play.” I answered.
“Come to practice today after school and we’ll get you some gear.”
I left a excited about the invitation. I spent the rest of the day daydreaming of Coach Wilson. Practice couldn’t come soon enough.
School ended and I practically sprinted to the locker room. I walked in and saw all the guys in various stages of undress getting geared up. Coach Wilson walked in and called me out to the shed to fit me for gear. I followed him out to the gear shed and we started riffling through pads.
“What size pants do you wear?” he asked.
I had gained a bit weight since last season. “I don’t know now?” I said grabbing my belly and giving it a shake.
“Turn around”, he said.
I did what he said, getting hard again. I fantasized about him taking me right there. He grabbed the back of my shorts and pulled them out revealing my tag. I was hard as a rock now.
“Size 40, hmm. Big boy.” he said. He lingered for a bit with a handful of my shorts and slowly let them back. He brushed his thick hand across the small of my back before going back to picking my gear out. I had goosebumps and an erection that wouldn’t go away.
Practice came and went, and afterwards everyone hit the showers and went home. I stayed behind and went over some plays with Coach Wilson. The first game was the week after next and I had a bunch to memorize. Before we knew it we were the only ones left in the locker room.
“Shit, what time is it getting to be?” he asked looking at his watch.
“8:00!” he yelled, answering his own question. “The wife is gonna have my ass! We’d better wrap this up.”
“You’re right, but I gotta shower first. I stink.” I said chuckling.
“True. You are pretty ripe.” he laughed as he threw his arm around me.
My eyes lit up and I looked him in the eyes. He stared back at me. Time froze. He broke the silence and nudged me off toward the shower.
My head was swimming. I went and stripped and got in the shower. I was trying my best to hide my erection, canlı casino which hadn’t gone down all day. I was focusing and trying to will my cock to deflate but it wasn’t working. I knew if I wanted it to go away I’d have to jerk off. I looked around to make sure coach wasn’t around and when I knew the coast was clear I took my thick 5.5 inch cut cock in my hand and started stroking it. I could already feel like I was close. My balls tightened, and my cock started throbbing. I tensed up and shot the biggest load of my life all over the shower wall. My knees buckled and I had to stabilize myself against the wall. I closed my eyes and leaned into the water. I was coming down off the high of busting my nut when a voice came from behind me…
“You know, that doesn’t look like a half bad idea.” he said.
I spun around terrified. He could see that I was shaken. Then I saw that he was naked. I was totally caught off guard. He stepped into the showers and turned the knobs. Water ran down his plump, furry body. I couldn’t talk. My eyes searched him up and down. He looked at me smiling.
“I’ve seen you looking at me.” he said. “Is that why you had to come in here and rub the one out?”
“I, uh…” I couldn’t think. I couldn’t breathe.
“Don’t worry, bud. It’s okay. I have been admiring you all day, too. But, I’m sure you could tell”, he said looking down at his fully erect 7″ prick. It was thick and swollen. I couldn’t take my eyes off it.
“I wish you hadn’t have taken care of that already”, he said as he reached down and grabbed my cock. I stepped closer to him as he kept my cock in his hand. “But you are young, I’m sure you can get it up again”, he said grinning.
Placed my hands on his thick, fat tits running my hands down over his nipples. I swirled my hands around his belly and reached around his sides. I grabbed his love handles and pull him closer to me. I reached my hand down and grabbed his Coke can thick cock in my hand and gave it a firm squeeze. He threw his head back and began breathing heavily. I felt his cock pulse and throb in my hand and as I kissed his neck. His body was so stout and powerful. His lips met mine he wrapped his arms around me. He squeezed me and massaged my tongue with his. He pushed me up against kaçak casino the wall, grabbing me by my wrists and pulling my arms up over my head. I was rock hard again. Every ounce of my body was screaming for more. He kissed me deeply and then pulled back.
“I see we are ready to go again!” he said excitedly. “But you already came once. So it’s my turn.”
I dropped to my knees and eagerly took his cock in my mouth.
“Damn, hoss!” he shouted. “You really wanted this didn’t you!?”
I sucked his cock, licked his shaft and swirled my tongue around his balls. He moaned and writhed in pleasure, grabbing my head and shoving his cock down my throat. He started thrusting his hips, slow at first but getting faster and faster as his moans quickened. His breathing got heavy and he grabbed the back of my head with both hands. He bounced my head off his big belly as he fucked my mouth. He tensed, threw his head back and released a giant load into my mouth. The sweet cum filled my mouth and ran down my chin. Spurt after spurt of warm jizz hit the back of my throat. His body relaxed and slumped. His belly rested on my head as I milked every last drop out of Coach’s softening cock.
He bent down and rolled forward onto his knees. He was still gathering himself as he looked at me and smiled.
“I bet you’re still rock hard. How about you stand up and feed me that second load!”
I needed not further prompting. I hopped up to my feet and fed my cock into his mouth. I wouldn’t last long. I’d been dreaming of this all day! His beefy hands moved to my ass and squeezed my cheeks and pulled me deeper into his mouth. He slid one of his thick fingers in between my cheeks and gently massaged my asshole. He began applying more pressure. I grabbed my ass and spread my cheeks apart, letting him know that he had the green light to slide his finger in. He worked his finger in slowly. It hurt and I was getting light-headed, but I relaxed and soon it felt good. My entire body was tingling. I cried out in pure ecstasy as he fingered me; my cock deep in his warm mouth. I moaned and shouted as I blasted my second load of the night into his mouth. He gobbled it up and kept finger fucking my hole, causing each pulse of my orgasm to send shockwaves through me entire body. I collapsed on the floor next to him and threw my arms around his neck.
He kissed me and I could taste my own cum still on his lips.
“This is going to be a good season.”
“You bet, Coach.”
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