Saturday, March 14 2:15PM CDT Little Rock, AR Drew Weeks Four of us from my team were going to nationals. Three of us had spent nearly all of our spare time together since the trip back from Birmingham on the bus. Four of us had been ridden hard in the daily practices we've had since regionals. Three of us had difficulty finding places to be alone togeth...
As sunlight beamed down onto the community pool, the water sparkled like tiny diamonds. Children laughed and played among one another while parents watched close by, either chatting in groups, or lounging on the poolside chairs. The concrete along the edge of the pool was littered with wet paw and hoof prints, evidence of people moving back and forth from sw...
*** Disclaimer - the events related below occurred when I was a senior in high school. I, as well as the other students mentioned below, were at least 18 years old at the time. *** Throughout high school I was a shy kid. When I was in 9th grade, I was just 98 pounds and the only male in my class who weighed less than 100 pounds. The wrestling coach begged f...
THE DISCOVERY Coach Brian Wilson decided to go to his office on a Saturday morning. He was the coach of a small college wrestling team in Southern California. He had already run his five miles that morning so he decided to get some paperwork done at the office. His wife Wendy was playing tennis with the women that morning so he would not be missed. He was i...
Edited by: MizTake - Thanks for all your help! ***** This was our second loss in row and the coach was pissed. He yelled at the entire team but the captain and I were the only ones he told to stay behind while everyone else went in the showers. "What's with you, Jackson??" The coach yelled at me. He could at least use my first name, Sam, like a normal pe...
Centers on two seniors in a LGBT private school. Around me the school gym gleamed as though every inch of it had been glossed recently. Though the smaller of the school's two indoor gymnasiums, it was still more impressive than anything I encountered before transferring. The slats in the basketball court were clean and polished, illuminated by dozens of th...
My name is Steve Victor. A six-foot-three, broad-shouldered, muscular and dare I say extremely good-looking young Black man currently living in Virginia. This year has been the year of changes for me. I graduated from Castor Academy, an all-male private boarding school in Boston, Massachusetts, and got accepted into Saint Theresa College. It's a private, dee...
Note: I am the original author of the story on furaffinity under the author/pen name Crimsonskies455 and Dog455 on sofurry. With some tweaks, I have made this story palatable for literotica. * The steaming hiss of shower water filled the locker room as a lone male stood underneath one of the many heads that dotted the locker room. His skin was a dark tan...
"I've gotta get out of here for a while. Blow steam off. And not on the rings either." "I'd like to go check it out too, Jim. But you know what Coach said. No drinking and no sex till after Friday." "But that's five days from now. I'm gonna go crazy. OK, if we can't go out, come here. I've got something for you." "No, Jim. Coach said no sex. Do you think...
My first sexual experience of any kind was with the coach of the wrestling team, Mr Abraham, that I had secretly lusted after for some time. In my last year of high school, I found myself being kept behind so often after class that it was becoming second nature. It wasn't that I was disruptive or a trouble-maker; I just had a quick temper and wasn't good at...