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Well here is my second story. Let me know what you think because I don't think the first went well. Please be honest. 
When I was hired as the football coach, I was a bit agitated because all my previous work had been in the sport of wrestling; I wanted to continue my work in that field. The administration told me that the Football team had a string of losses, over the course of a few season. They thought I'd be the man to turn that all around. I don't know who the last coach had been, but clearly he hadn't done his job. If I was going to change the team’s reputation, I'd have to start anew and show them the correct way to look at the sport. The sport of which I knew very little about!
The first day of practice, I realized I had a rather small team. There were basically only about enough guys to accommodate the field at one time. As it seemed they didn't have the proper knowledge of techniques and the basics, I put the guys in the groups of two and started to work on some random hold and techniques. My first thoughts were to put them through a rigorous workout routine. I later decided against it, as it didn't seem necessary at the time. All the guys were very in shape, they just lacked the athletic skill. They all could have used a little more toning; who doesn't?!
We worked non-stop for about three hours with fifteen minute breaks every so often. At the end of the day’s activities, I told the guys to clean up their areas and to "hit the showers"�. While they were busy washing the sweat and odor from their bodies, I went back into my office to do the days reports and paperwork. My office was located inside the locker room and there was a window that looked out to view the entire room. I signed my named to a document and I grabbed another to complete. I looked up from my work long enough to notice one of the guys, Joey, entering the showers just as everyone else was beginning to get dressed to leave.
After most of the others had gone, I walked out to the showers and called to Joey, showering alone, "When you're finished can I speak with you?" he nodded 'yes' and returned to showering. After another fifteen minutes had passed, Joey was standing in my doorway. He was so silent that he startled me when he caught my eye. He must have felt this was a pressing issue because he was still in his towel, his skin, not completely dry, glistening with water.
"Hey Joey, you can come on in and take a seat." I said to him as he made his way into my office and positioned himself across from me on the couch. "What's up, Coach Bryant?" he asked, genuinely curious.
I hadn't decided exactly what I was planning to say to him, so I took a moment to peruse my brain for thoughts and spoke, "I just noticed that you showered after the other guys. I was wondering if there was a distinct reason for that?"�
Joey's face went white and he stared off at the wall as he spoke "No, not really. I just---I don't know...I'm just not comfortable showering with the other guys."
"Well, what exactly do you mean?" I asked. I leaned down and rested my head in my hands with my elbows on my thighs and continued, "Do you feel embarrassed about something?"�
He looked down at his feet and let out a small sigh. "It's a little difficult to explain, Coach. I’m not like embarrassed or anything. I've seen everyone on the team naked...nothing to be worried about. It's really just hard to explain..."� he said, trailing off. This was a pretty pointless conversation, in my eyes.
"Okay, well in that case, we don't have to talk about it right now, but I want you to shower with the rest of the guys and if you still feel weird or uncomfortable, you can come back and talk about things more."�
"Ok, Thanks!" he said, through a smile and in less than twenty seconds, he was through the door and gone.
For the next few days, I monitored Joey and he indeed started showering with the others. No one's behavior changed. No one was giving him a hard time. I was still confused about his problem. In fact the only thing I did notice was Trevor, another one of my players, slapped Joey on the butt one day in the shower. Other than that, there was nothing out of the ordinary. And even that was nothing more than normal male behavior.
However, about two weeks later, Joey was back at my door as he asked me, "Coach, do you have a moment?"�
I told him to come in and take a seat. He patiently waited as I added my signature to a few papers and then I turned my attention to him. "How are you? What's up?"� I asked.
"Umm...I'm not sure how to say this but...ever since you asked me to shower with everyone else, I haven't really had much issue with it but, I found myself looking at the other guys. Then one day, Trevor whacked me on the ass and ever since, I've felt a little differently and now I'm staring at the guys. Nobody seems to notice but I'm really confused about everything." I looked at him and motioned for him to go on, not really knowing how to respond.
"Well, a few times, I've been staring at a few of the guys and I noticed myself getting a hard-on. I try to ignore the thought and usually the erection soon goes away but I don't know what to do about all this! Does this mean I like guys? I've never even dated a girl before. I've never felt like this..."�
I started to speak, half interrupting him, "When you say staring, were you just looking at them or were you looking...uh---at their...parts?"�
"Well I was looking at one of the guys' cock when I got horny. Ehh--sorry I shouldn't say 'cock" he said, his cheeks turning red.
"No it's fine, go on..."�
"I was just standing there under the water, ogling his dick. I couldn't take my eyes off it. Yeah...so the next thing I know, I have a hard-on. So I turned around and went back to showering before someone noticed and made a big deal out of it..."�
"Were you thinking about anything when you were looking at his...cock?" I asked. Joey looked at me a little confused. "No... nothing at all really"
I continued, "Are you bi-curious maybe?"
His eyes widened and he looked shocked, "Like did I wanna suck his cock? NO WAY!"�
"I didn't necessarily mean you wanted to suck his cock. Guys sometimes like experimenting with each other, even if it's just touching each other. It's pretty natural and prevalent amongst all other animals, humans are no different. I have to think you wanted to do...something with him. I mean you did get an erection. Correct?"� Joey looked at me in disbelief. It was almost like he was angry that I had figured him out!
"Well that's the thing, Coach Bryant...I don't know WHAT I wanted to do. But I couldn't just go up to someone and say, 'Can I touch your dick?' I'd get punched in the face---or worse."�
"So you have thought about hooking up with another guy then?"�
"Yeah I guess, Coach. I hope you don't think I'm weird."�
"Hell Joey, not at all. It's not weird and I'd actually like to help you out." Joey once again looked at me with the face of confusion. "How?"� he asked.
"Well let me grab my things and lock up the gym and we can go back to my place and you can talk more comfortably about all of this, is that okay?"� He sprung to his feet, "Sure! Let me go get my bag and I'll be right back!" He headed out into the locker room. I gathered my belongings and also departed the office, locking it behind me. After Joey had retrieve his things, we exited the building together.
The drive over to my was uneventful and quiet. I wondered what was going through his mind, if he was scared or nervous, if he was trying to decide what he wanted to happen. I realized I hadn't thought about that myself. We'd just have to see how things panned out. I wanted to teach him the joys of exploring the male body, but I just didn't know how far we should go. It all depended on how much he wanted to experiment.
We arrived at my apartment and he followed me inside. I told him to toss his bag anywhere, which he did and then sat down, with a thud on the couch. "You want something to drink?" I asked.
"Yeah sure. Any soda's good."�
I pretended not to hear his request and poured him a cup of green tea, knowing it was much healthier for him. I poured myself a glass as well. I handed him his cup.
"Okay, Joey. I'm not going to beat around the bush. I would like to help you out, help you explore that male body...but you need to put your trust in me, okay? We're going to do a few things tonight, all of it is gonna be new to you, but I know you'll like it. You've never been with a guy OR a girl right?"
He looked nervous, "Yeah...right."�
"So I'm guessing you've never gotten jerked off or a blowjob? Have you even a kissed girl before?! After I asked, I almost knew the answer from the way Joey, sighed before responding, "Actually, no. I'e never kissed anyone. Well, not a REAL kiss...I've kissed girls on the lips, but nothing more than that."
"Hmm... okay then, let's do this."� I said.
I walked over to Joey and started to unbutton his shirt. His eyes watched me carefully as I undid each button. I removed his shirt and tossed it to the floor. I admired his smooth chest. At twenty nine I was no more than ten years older than the guy, but his body had much to behold. I leaned over and gently kissed his right nipple, letting my lips linger on his chest a while as I pulled away. Then placed my hands on his hips and kissed the middle of his chest and then licked my way down to his belly button, rubbing his hips as I did. I pulled his shorts open and then paused to gauge his reaction. I didn't want to push him into doing anything he didn't want to or wasn't ready for.
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Part One
When I was hired as the football coach, I was a bit agitated because all my previous work had been in the sport of wrestling; I wanted to continue my work in that field. The administration told me that the Football team had a string of losses, over the course of a few season. They thought I'd be the man to turn that all around. I don't know who the last coach had been, but clearly he hadn't done his job. If I was going to change the team’s reputation, I'd have to start anew and show them the correct way to look at the sport. The sport of which I knew very little about!
The first day of practice, I realized I had a rather small team. There were basically only about enough guys to accommodate the field at one time. As it seemed they didn't have the proper knowledge of techniques and the basics, I put the guys in the groups of two and started to work on some random hold and techniques. My first thoughts were to put them through a rigorous workout routine. I later decided against it, as it didn't seem necessary at the time. All the guys were very in shape, they just lacked the athletic skill. They all could have used a little more toning; who doesn't?!
We worked non-stop for about three hours with fifteen minute breaks every so often. At the end of the day’s activities, I told the guys to clean up their areas and to "hit the showers"�. While they were busy washing the sweat and odor from their bodies, I went back into my office to do the days reports and paperwork. My office was located inside the locker room and there was a window that looked out to view the entire room. I signed my named to a document and I grabbed another to complete. I looked up from my work long enough to notice one of the guys, Joey, entering the showers just as everyone else was beginning to get dressed to leave.
After most of the others had gone, I walked out to the showers and called to Joey, showering alone, "When you're finished can I speak with you?" he nodded 'yes' and returned to showering. After another fifteen minutes had passed, Joey was standing in my doorway. He was so silent that he startled me when he caught my eye. He must have felt this was a pressing issue because he was still in his towel, his skin, not completely dry, glistening with water.
"Hey Joey, you can come on in and take a seat." I said to him as he made his way into my office and positioned himself across from me on the couch. "What's up, Coach Bryant?" he asked, genuinely curious.
I hadn't decided exactly what I was planning to say to him, so I took a moment to peruse my brain for thoughts and spoke, "I just noticed that you showered after the other guys. I was wondering if there was a distinct reason for that?"�
Joey's face went white and he stared off at the wall as he spoke "No, not really. I just---I don't know...I'm just not comfortable showering with the other guys."
"Well, what exactly do you mean?" I asked. I leaned down and rested my head in my hands with my elbows on my thighs and continued, "Do you feel embarrassed about something?"�
He looked down at his feet and let out a small sigh. "It's a little difficult to explain, Coach. I’m not like embarrassed or anything. I've seen everyone on the team naked...nothing to be worried about. It's really just hard to explain..."� he said, trailing off. This was a pretty pointless conversation, in my eyes.
"Okay, well in that case, we don't have to talk about it right now, but I want you to shower with the rest of the guys and if you still feel weird or uncomfortable, you can come back and talk about things more."�
"Ok, Thanks!" he said, through a smile and in less than twenty seconds, he was through the door and gone.
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For the next few days, I monitored Joey and he indeed started showering with the others. No one's behavior changed. No one was giving him a hard time. I was still confused about his problem. In fact the only thing I did notice was Trevor, another one of my players, slapped Joey on the butt one day in the shower. Other than that, there was nothing out of the ordinary. And even that was nothing more than normal male behavior.
However, about two weeks later, Joey was back at my door as he asked me, "Coach, do you have a moment?"�
I told him to come in and take a seat. He patiently waited as I added my signature to a few papers and then I turned my attention to him. "How are you? What's up?"� I asked.
"Umm...I'm not sure how to say this but...ever since you asked me to shower with everyone else, I haven't really had much issue with it but, I found myself looking at the other guys. Then one day, Trevor whacked me on the ass and ever since, I've felt a little differently and now I'm staring at the guys. Nobody seems to notice but I'm really confused about everything." I looked at him and motioned for him to go on, not really knowing how to respond.
"Well, a few times, I've been staring at a few of the guys and I noticed myself getting a hard-on. I try to ignore the thought and usually the erection soon goes away but I don't know what to do about all this! Does this mean I like guys? I've never even dated a girl before. I've never felt like this..."�
I started to speak, half interrupting him, "When you say staring, were you just looking at them or were you looking...uh---at their...parts?"�
"Well I was looking at one of the guys' cock when I got horny. Ehh--sorry I shouldn't say 'cock" he said, his cheeks turning red.
"No it's fine, go on..."�
"I was just standing there under the water, ogling his dick. I couldn't take my eyes off it. Yeah...so the next thing I know, I have a hard-on. So I turned around and went back to showering before someone noticed and made a big deal out of it..."�
"Were you thinking about anything when you were looking at his...cock?" I asked. Joey looked at me a little confused. "No... nothing at all really"
I continued, "Are you bi-curious maybe?"
His eyes widened and he looked shocked, "Like did I wanna suck his cock? NO WAY!"�
"I didn't necessarily mean you wanted to suck his cock. Guys sometimes like experimenting with each other, even if it's just touching each other. It's pretty natural and prevalent amongst all other animals, humans are no different. I have to think you wanted to do...something with him. I mean you did get an erection. Correct?"� Joey looked at me in disbelief. It was almost like he was angry that I had figured him out!
"Well that's the thing, Coach Bryant...I don't know WHAT I wanted to do. But I couldn't just go up to someone and say, 'Can I touch your dick?' I'd get punched in the face---or worse."�
"So you have thought about hooking up with another guy then?"�
"Yeah I guess, Coach. I hope you don't think I'm weird."�
"Hell Joey, not at all. It's not weird and I'd actually like to help you out." Joey once again looked at me with the face of confusion. "How?"� he asked.
"Well let me grab my things and lock up the gym and we can go back to my place and you can talk more comfortably about all of this, is that okay?"� He sprung to his feet, "Sure! Let me go get my bag and I'll be right back!" He headed out into the locker room. I gathered my belongings and also departed the office, locking it behind me. After Joey had retrieve his things, we exited the building together.
The drive over to my was uneventful and quiet. I wondered what was going through his mind, if he was scared or nervous, if he was trying to decide what he wanted to happen. I realized I hadn't thought about that myself. We'd just have to see how things panned out. I wanted to teach him the joys of exploring the male body, but I just didn't know how far we should go. It all depended on how much he wanted to experiment.
We arrived at my apartment and he followed me inside. I told him to toss his bag anywhere, which he did and then sat down, with a thud on the couch. "You want something to drink?" I asked.
"Yeah sure. Any soda's good."�
I pretended not to hear his request and poured him a cup of green tea, knowing it was much healthier for him. I poured myself a glass as well. I handed him his cup.
"Okay, Joey. I'm not going to beat around the bush. I would like to help you out, help you explore that male body...but you need to put your trust in me, okay? We're going to do a few things tonight, all of it is gonna be new to you, but I know you'll like it. You've never been with a guy OR a girl right?"
He looked nervous, "Yeah...right."�
"So I'm guessing you've never gotten jerked off or a blowjob? Have you even a kissed girl before?! After I asked, I almost knew the answer from the way Joey, sighed before responding, "Actually, no. I'e never kissed anyone. Well, not a REAL kiss...I've kissed girls on the lips, but nothing more than that."
"Hmm... okay then, let's do this."� I said.
I walked over to Joey and started to unbutton his shirt. His eyes watched me carefully as I undid each button. I removed his shirt and tossed it to the floor. I admired his smooth chest. At twenty nine I was no more than ten years older than the guy, but his body had much to behold. I leaned over and gently kissed his right nipple, letting my lips linger on his chest a while as I pulled away. Then placed my hands on his hips and kissed the middle of his chest and then licked my way down to his belly button, rubbing his hips as I did. I pulled his shorts open and then paused to gauge his reaction. I didn't want to push him into doing anything he didn't want to or wasn't ready for.
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