When did you first recognize

This is part two of when did you first recognize that man!

the first time I recognize my coach, PE teacher was the summer of my junior year. My JV season and I had moved to varsity. I played offensive and defensive line. I was a big boy and loved football. In addition, I was a musician and played the saxophone in the band. My dad made me talk to the coach and the band director to work out a plan for both football and marching at half time playing with the band. This was 1973-1974 so many options had never been presented to players and band members. My band director was handsome, hairy and always smelled so good. I went to his office during my lunch period and asked if he would have a problem with me playing my horn during the half time show in my football uniform.

He wasn’t saying no....however, he asked that my jersey be long enough not to show my jockstrap. We met later the next day after football practice. I went to his office in the back of the band room. It was about 6:30 in the evening. A hot August practice and I definitely was smelling ripe. He was very straight forward and told me to turn around. He put his hand on my lower back and stretched my jockstrap band...it tugged on my straps of my ass cheeks and the pull on my balls made me hard. He looked at me and said, Jon this might be a problem. I told him I had to wear my jock. I have big balls and definitely need the pouch support.

He pulled the back of my football pants and tucked the waistband deep in my uniform. His fingers traced my butt crack. When I turned around he was starting to get hard. The next thing I knew he was on his knees cupping my crotch. He undid my uniform and pulled my cock out of the side of my jock. He licked the head of my dick. I was in holy to god heaven. He proceeded to unzip his trousers and stroke his thick uncut cock. We got naked and got on the floor and were in 69 position. I was loving it. I had never been with a grown man except my cousin and my barber.

The next thing I knew he was licked my ass and I was in total awe of such a phenomenal sensation. Using a small tube of KY he took from his briefcase he smelled the jelly over my hole. He fucked me royally. I loved it. I shot my load while he was thrusting in my hole. When we finished he kept my jock putting it in this briefcase. All this time I thought his briefcase was for music. He kissed me tenderly and told me he would speak to Coach Crawford. God...I went home that night and grabbed a carrot from the fridge and put Vaseline on it and fucked myself and shot my load twice thinking of my band man fucking me.

Next story will be Coach Crawford.