Starting out in High School, class over, a classmate, Hank, called me over to where he was sitting so I went over to him. I asked, "Sup, man?" and he sat, silently, looking down to his own crotch. He had a nasty boner out of his pants and he smiled, saying, "I can't get it to go down, will you help me?" I had no idea then what he was really asking, how dumb I was. I had gym class soon after and could not stop thinking about Hank's thick, stone hard cock.

The coach asked me to go into his office after class and asked if I was "on something" because my concentration was missing in action. I told him that "A boy exposed his boner to me and I could not stop thinking about it." The coach looked at me, smiled and said, "Then you're not stoned on some shit?" I said, "No." The coach said, "Did it look anything like this?" Pulling an amazing cock out of his pants. I can't describe it but this was not a dude with small hands.

He waved it in front of me and I could feel the light breeze he created with it. I could not stop looking at it so the coach walked up to me and said, "Take a hold of it, it won't bite." I could not wrap my entire hand around it and in minutes I was trying to fit at least the head in my mouth. It seemed like the only thing to do.

He saw me struggling with it and said, "let's take it for a ride." We went into the massage room in the back, behind his office. He took a tube of something from the cabinet and lubed his pole with it, then bent me over the massage table and slowly slid his massive pole up my ass. I saw stars at first but quickly, it felt fantastic and it got me to the point where my own cock was hard and the coach took hold of it while he fucked me, and jerked me off.

He came first and I could feel the giant pulsing inside me. Then, I came as he was pulling out his long, thick pole. That was my fist time ever in a sexual situation. I like girls but can't stop messing with cocks.