Coach Woods

I really had no idea where this assistant coaching gig might go, but I was happy that my motivation was coming back a bit, even in this strange small town so far away from where I had grown up.

And there seemed to be even more potential here than I could have hoped for, so I did my best to run with it.

The coaching bit was easy.  It really hadn’t been that long since I had been a quarterback myself, and it was pretty lucky that the team was as talented as it seemed to be, even if this Eddie was far and away the best they had.

He was clearly spoiled though, probably because he was such a large fish in such a small pond, so it was easy to be hard on him.  From his end, it seemed like he barely knew how to respond, because it seemed no one had ever pushed him so hard, especially not and gotten away with it.  So the head coach was actually pretty happy as well.

What neither the coach nor Eddie knew, however, was that I was more aware than maybe anyone could have guessed about what might be happening between Eddie and Jeff, let alone how much that whole situation reminded me of my late love of my life, even if it all seemed so far away, at the same time as it was somehow becoming closer.

Eddie wasn’t all that different from me, in his own world.  A talented athlete, an attractive and popular guy, and well hung, although with a personality that tended to be a bit too dickish as well, to be honest.

Except for these strange moments I kept seeing of when he was interacting with Jeff.

I kept telling myself I couldn’t be the only one noticing this, even as I started learning a bit more about Jeff as well, and even started getting my friend the physics teacher to push him in similar ways to how I was pushing Eddie.  I knew they would come together somehow, and I was more than happy to live the continuation of my life with Jamal through the two of them, if luck might let me.

Even if I did keep that to myself, at least for now.

I did finally reach out to one old friend on the east coast, who was both shocked and excited to hear from me:  “Shit.  You really think you’re going to get the two of them out of the closet in a place like that?”

I smiled.  And continued to get horny just thinking about it from time to time.

On the field, Eddie tried to challenge me every once in a while, but luckily not so often that I wasn’t ready to meet the challenge.

I learned he was a player with women, and even with guys, even as I tried to figure out what it was he was keeping so hidden.  I also learned he had never really been around anybody other than white guys, it seemed, so that novelty seemed to continue.

Even when he got injured and coach had me take him in to sort out the injury to his thigh.

Another unexpected moment, since I still wasn’t sure how much attention he was really paying to me, other than when I kept demanding he work hard. 

So there we were, me trying to get a knot out of his thigh, even as he got undressed and got ready to get in the whirlpool to loosen things up.

What I hadn’t expected was that he would drop the towel around himself so quickly, or that he would pay such close attention to whether I was seeing how well hung he was.

Fuck.  The dude wasn’t really going to come on to me, right?

I worked hard to stay focused, although it may have been pretty clear that I was getting a bit aroused, even as he just let his cock go hard, right there in front of me.

But I stayed focused, even as he tried to prompt me into showing myself off a bit:  “You know we all think you’re probably the best hung dude that’s ever been in this town, right?”

I countered.  “So as long as we’re throwing out questions, why don’t you tell me what’s the deal with you and Jeff?”

Wow.

Eddie immediately went red, then his cock went soft, even as he tried to come up with an answer.

“Jeff?”

I couldn’t help but laugh, right out loud.  “You must know I’m smart enough to notice a bit more than you country dudes may be used to, but at some point I might let you in on a couple bits of my own history.  As long as you stop at least a bit of this asshole jock image you keep maintaining, at least when it’s just you and me.”

And almost out of nowhere, in part because I knew I must have hit him hard, and knew he wasn’t remotely ready to tell me any part of the truth about Jeff, especially since we all knew he was currently fucking his girl as well, on an almost too regular basis, I decided to shock him.

So I grabbed my own dick, now even harder since I knew I was all but outing him, and I knew he could easily tell how big it was.  Even as I smiled at him:  “Don’t be so fucking surprised man, either about my question, about my dick, or about anything else.  I know the image you maintain, and I’m not the kind of guy that would ever say anything.  And I also see a bit beyond that asshole jock façade.  So just get used to me a bit.  I may end up being the best friend you have here.”

And I laughed one more time.  “Other than Jeff.”

And with that I grabbed his dick, shocking him even more.

“I’m sure your leg is ok to get back out to practice now.  Just don’t be too much of a fucking stranger.”

Eddie looked at me.  “Shit.  You don’t hate me, do you?”

“Dude.  You’re a talented athlete.  And I’m your assistant coach.  Just trust me a bit.  And if there’s even half as much there with Jeff as it looks to me like there might be, don’t make the mistake of your life and ignore it.  I’m happy to be your friend.  Even if you clearly don’t know that much about me yet.”

Eddie almost looked a bit sheepish.

“Sorry coach.”

I smiled. And even helped him dry off and he started suiting up again.

“Don’t apologize.  Don’t be shy.  Don’t overlook a good thing.  And don’t worry.”

I slapped his ass, surprising him one more time.

“Yes.  I know I’m demanding.  You’re more than you think you are.  And the two of you are why I decided to take this job, to be honest.  And if you tell anybody that I swear I’ll beat the shit out of you.”

Eddie looked at me, almost as if he were trying to figure out who I was, maybe even for the first time.

I laughed one more time. 

“I’m happy to let you know all sorts of things about me as you prove you’re worth it.  But seriously, you better be spending some quiet time with that kid.”

He looked at me even more quizzically.

“Enough for now.  Mine died in a car accident not quite a year ago.  Now get back out there before I have to get angry at you, in front of everybody.”

I patted him on the back.

I seemed to have shocked him, on at least some front.  But he did finally break the silence.

“Uh.  Thank you.”

I smiled.  He smiled.

“Oh.  And I’m sure my dick is bigger than yours.  But you really did hear me, right?”

I knew he had.