*Note: this is the account of my first time having M-M sex, lightly edited to accommodate the sub’s rules. I’d done some stuff before that, but can’t go into it here.*
I was one of the older kids in my class in high school, so I turned 18 the October of my senior year in high school. Our travel soccer team season was well underway at that point, and I was going with the team to games every weekend and 2-3x per week for practice.
Now that I’m a little older, I realize now that my travel team soccer coach had probably been waiting for my birthday to come around, because he asked me to report to his place one late Saturday morning before a game. Coach Jim was a pretty stern guy – mid-40s, sharp features, close-cropped hair, very hands-on and competitive. Very “coach” type. All the dads loved him. Coming to his place wasn’t that unusual – a bunch of us often assembled at his place and then carpooled to the game that weekend. But this time, it was just me, and it was like 3 hours before the game. My parents dropped me off and I went in.
Once the left, Coach Jim told me that he wanted me loose that day, so he was gonna give me a rubdown. That sounded a little strange, but hey… he’s the coach, right? He took me to his bedroom, told me to strip down to my underwear and lie face down. Again, from my POV now, this sounds pretty wild… but I was just a kid and he was my coach, so I did as I was told. He started massaging my back with some oil, straddling my thighs.. At some point, I became aware that he’d taken off his shirt, too. I didn’t ask any questions, because honestly, his hands felt really good. But I definitely noticed when they’d stray far down to my ass, or way up my thighs. I also started to get hard, and fast. I was incredibly embarrassed, and didn’t want him to know. But I’m sure he did.
After a while, he sorta half-laid on top of me, pinning me down, and snaked his hand underneath me. His fingers wrapped around my cock, which was raging hard. He started stroking my cock, which made me moan, almost involuntarily, since it felt so good. (I’d only gotten two handjobs in my life at that point.) He was grinding into my ass from up top. Then, he sorta growl-whispers in my ear:
***”Are you gonna be a good boy?”***
I had literally no idea what to say, or think. I barely knew what was happening, or if I wanted it or not. But I nodded, because I guess I didn’t know what else to do. Plus, his hand wrapped around my cock had me so fucking turned on.
Then, he was pulling off my boxers. I felt his fingers spreading lube on my ass, and then, something hot and hard pressing into me there. I gasped, and realized that he was about to fuck me. I didn’t know what else to do but sorta spread for him, and then… he was pushing into me, inch by inch. It hurt a little at first, but he used a lot of lube, and then… it actually felt really, really good. I was moaning and whimpering under him like a little whore as he fucked me. I remember thinking *”ohmigod, this is what getting fucked by a man feels like…”*
After a while, he withdrew and flipped me on my back. He spread my legs, resting my ankles up on his shoulders, and entered me again. This time, he also stroked my cock, while I held on to the bedsheets by my ears. He milked my cock dry in no time, and I came hard all over my belly. He wiped up some with his fingers and stuck them in my mouth and told me to suck them clean. Shortly after that, he bellowed and came inside me.
Afterwards, he told me to go shower up. We were in the car to our game after that and acted like everything was normal.
So the rest of the season, through winter practices, and in the spring again, I was Coach Jim’s little hookup. He fucked me once or twice a week most weeks. He insisted that I call him Daddy when we were together, which I actually kinda liked. He taught me to suck his cock just the way he liked. Sometimes, he would have me suck him off quickly in his truck after practices, or at his place if we didn’t have time to fuck before we had to leave for a game or practice. He’d either tell me to stroke myself off in front of him, or sometimes he’d jerk me off, but my favorite was always when he’d milk me while fucking me.
When I went off to college, I obviously didn’t see him as often anymore. But whenever I’d come home for breaks or anything, he’d make sure we got together. Those times, he was very rough with me. He said he wanted me to remember that Daddy owned my ass. I loved that, and would jerk off just thinking about it in the days leading up to a trip home. A couple of times, he invited friends over when I came home, and he’d have me suck them off, too. But Coach Jim/Daddy was the only one allowed to fuck me.
Other than that, I only had girlfriends in high school/college and afterwards. After college, I moved further away and didn’t go home as much. I assume he’s found a replacement for me. But every now and then – and this is, like, almost ten years since that day he called me to his house – I still get an email from him. It’ll usually give me an order – to send him a nude, or to whip out my cock, take a video of me cumming, and to send it to him. I always do it. It still fucking turns me on to obey him.
Was he grooming me? Oh hell yeah. But I don’t care. It was honestly an awesome experience and I’m so glad he did it.
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Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/elyg5z/mmy_first_time_getting_fucked_by_a_man_i_called
Wish he was my coach