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Subject: Coach crossed the line (Gay/Adult Youth, oral) This is my first story, I hope you like it. This is a work of fiction. Any similarities to real life are just coincidence. This story features encounters between adults and children. If this is not allowed where you live, or you aren’t allowed personally for any reason, please skip move along. Lastly, please donate to Nifty? I’ve read it for a long time now, and want to see it carry on. fty. Thanks for reading – feel free to send feedback to hoo Chapter 1 – Logan Growing up, I played all every sport I could. Baseball, Soccer, Rugby, basketball. You name it — I played it, usually fairly well. Not well enough to play in college — but good enough to be one of the “better” athletes. It eventually led to me getting into a career of personal training and massage therapy out of my home. Being bi, and in my mid 20’s it afforded me a lot of flexibility to work when I wanted and have fun with my friends when I wanted. I also wanted to give back to sports, so decided to volunteer as a soccer coach, and was given a team of 14 years old boys to work with. It wasn’t long before the parents found out what I did for work, and they started asking if I could help with some of the kid’s injuries. Of course, I was more than happy to! There was one lad, Logan, who was exceptionally injury prone. It was arranged that I would take him home after practice on Monday, and his parents would pick him up a couple hours after. So, there we were, the next week after practice headed to my place. It was a high intensity practice, and the boys were all running hard and sweating harder. We walked in the door, and showed Logan where the bathroom was. “Why don’t you have a quick konya escort shower Logan. When you are done, just put your shorts on and come to my studio over here” I show him. He agrees and a few minutes later I hear the water start running. Busy preparing some oils and such, I guess I didn’t hear the shower stop. Next thing I knew he was in the doorway, dressed just in shorts as I asked. He was a short kid, about 5′, 100 lbs soaking wet maybe. He had a nice flat stomach, with the start of a 6 pack starting to show itself. “Hop up on the table Logan. So, what seems to be bothering you most?” I get into my “professional”mode. “Well Coach, it’s mostly the top part of my legs. Like my quads and hamstrings. They hurt a lot after I run.” “OK Logan, that’s easy enough to deal with. Lie down on your stomach, head in that hole there.” I get him arranged, and start to massage his hamstrings, searching out the sore spots as only a trained therapist can. Working my way up he left leg, before switching to his right. “Logan, I can tell they are really tight. All these muscles connect up into your Gluteus Maximus. Do you know what muscle that is?” “Yeah” he replies, he giggles “I think so — it’s my butt right?” “That’s the one! For me to really help your legs to relax, I’d have to massage right up to that muscle. “Is that ok?” At this point it’s still just me being professional – I didn’t think of the team that way; or so I thought. “Yeah that’s fine coach, I trust you.” I start massaging his young ass. Kneading his firm mounds as Logan sighed obviously enjoying my touch. “OK Logan, time to turn over” “Uh….if I have to…I guess”. He hesitantly rolls over and I can see immediately why. The konyaaltı escort soccer shorts don’t hide much, and there was certainly a big bulge that wasn’t hiding! I guess rubbing his ass had his young body reacting. I could tell he was blushing and hoping I wouldn’t notice his obviously reaction. I started massaging his right leg just above the knee working my way upwards. I guess I wasn’t paying enough attention, and just let myself get on autopilot. I snapped out of it when I heard Logan moan in a different sort of way. I realized that my hand, while still on his leg, was rubbing up against his very obvious erection. While he was small in stature, his cock more than made up for it! Snaking down along his leg, this boy must have already been about 7 inches long! It wasn’t terribly thick, that would probably come with age, but the length was there already. And there I was basically stroking it along the full length. Stopping abruptly, I moved my hands away. “Gosh, I’m so sorry Logan! I didn’t mean….” “It’s ok Coach! I…uh…I kinda liked it. You can keep going if you want.” I was stunned. I mean, as I said I had never thought of the team like this before, but here was this 14-year-old telling me to molest him. I don’t really know what came over me, I lowered my hands, but instead of putting it on his legs, I put it right on his cock. I started jerking him through his shorts. The silky material gliding back and forth along his hard dick. Logan started to moan and squirm under my touch. He lifted his hips a bit — a universal sign begging me to pull the shorts down. I complied, realizing at that moment he didn’t have any underwear on. His cock sprang up and konyaaltı eve gelen escort slapped his stomach, bouncing there begging for more attention. Logan was completely naked now, his leg’s spread just a bit, hand behind his head, and the biggest grin on his face. I let sexual instinct take over. I was lost — and completely in his pubescent power. I grabbed hold of the stiff rod and started jerking him again as I lowered my face between his legs. Breathing in, there was still a whiff of sweat mixed with soap from his shower. I stuck my tongue out and licked his nearly hairless balls. He moaned, which intoxicated me more. I licked more and took them into my mouth, all while rubbing his knob. Moving up, I took him into my mouth, slowly sliding his cock into my throat. Even though it was long, I could take it all because it wasn’t too thick. He had a small bush of light brown hair at the base of his cock, which I buried my nose into. Logan was moaning and pushing his lips off the table as I went to work on his dick. Bobbing my head and he fucked my face, I knew it wouldn’t last long. I slowed the pace, determined to not rush things. His thrusts became more rhythmic, and I was able to control the pace by grabbing his ass with both hands. In, out, in again, the boy was going crazy with pleasure, my tongue swirling expertly around the head. Suddenly, he couldn’t take it anymore. He tensed up, shoved his dick into my mouth. “I’m gonna cum Coach!” And cum he did! I felt it rising as his balls pulled tight. I backed off a little, wanting to savour every drop. 3, 4, 5 squirts! I could hardly keep it all in my mouth. I swallowed, the 6th jet dribbling out the sides. “Thanks Coach!” Logan exhaled “That was better than anything!” I couldn’t believe I had just sucked off one of my players. It felt wrong, but also so right. “Logan, I’m glad you enjoyed it. But please, you can’t say anything about what we did today!” “Don’t worry Coach. I won’t tell my folks.” To be continued…?