Seeing a boy turning into a man always fills me with pride and admiration.
Pride because, as a coach, I know I helped give them the means to fulfill their physical potential.
Wonderful, because I remember how beautiful the process was for me. Turning up the volume, learning to be the master of my own sexual urges, realizing I was turning more and more heads, acknowledging the innate power that was mine to use as I pleased.
It was an intoxicating sensation, and witnessing it in other people can be downright addictive.
Take Jack, for example:
A year ago he was clumsy, thin as a rake, and quite uncoordinated. We put him on a better diet, started working on his fitness levels, introduced him to the benefits of lifting weights, and now he’s the best pitcher on the team! He is focused, mentally sharp and confident. And I’ll be honest… This new Jack can be quite upsetting!
I had it in my office this afternoon. I was putting him through his paces, trying to get him back in peak shape after a winter off. I’m working on his abs at the moment and I was sitting on his feet while he was doing a bunch of sit-ups.
I don’t know what suddenly came over me, but every time that cute little face of his got closer to mine, I felt more and more like kissing him. I must be looking at him with real fire in my eyes because his expression suddenly changed and I immediately knew that the seemingly irrepressible sensation I was feeling was totally reciprocated.
It happened so naturally. There was a brief moment of stillness where we looked into each other’s eyes as if we were both checking that the other was okay with everything… and then our lips touched.
He kissed so beautifully. His lips are soft and full. His breath was fresh minty. I was instantly hooked.
I lifted him so that the impressive bulge that develops in his shorts was right against my face. He’d just gotten out of the shower so he smelled pretty clean and fresh, but there was a mere hint of masculine musk about him that made me want to pull out his cock and suck the horny fucker dry!
I pulled down his shorts and pulled his flesh out of his jock’s side. I don’t think I’ve ever seen such an impressive cock in a guy his age and stature. It must have been at least eight inches of prime meat and it was so hard it lay almost flat against his stomach.
Then, to top it all off, he’s got these balls dangling, no doubt bursting with juicy semen. I literally couldn’t wait to take things to the next level.
I got up, pushed my shorts down, and when we started kissing again, our cocks started touching – almost like two magnets being attracted to each other.
I got back on my knees and started teasing and tickling the boy with my tongue, running my plump lips up and down his shaft and putting his heavy bag of nuts in my mouth.
I sat on the couch and he sucked me long enough that I started to wonder if he was expecting me to get over him. As much as I’m sure that tight, teenage hole of his would have felt very special wrapped around my cock, there was no way I was going to let him out without fucking me.
