I don't think anybody ever knew about it, but my PE coach in high school, Mr. Stewart, homosexually fucked me when I was only a fourteen year old boy. Mr. Stewart was a balding man in his fifties and he asked me if I was a queer the very first time he took me into the coaches' private bathroom. I was embarrassed, and before I could even bashfully think of something to say, the coach pulled down his pants and underpants in front of me. He asked if I sucked other boys' dicks for them. I never had, but he didn't believe me. The coach had a really big penis, and when he saw me sheepishly looking at it, he told me I was going to get down on my knees and suck on it for him. He told me I was a very cute boy for my age and probably a good cocksucker. I blushed. Nobody had ever said anything nasty like that to me before! But he was an older man, and I was afraid of him. He told me he'd been getting hard-ons for me for a long time, and he smirked. Mr. Stewart had a big pink boner sticking up between his legs for me, and he told me to be a good boy and suck on it for him.

There's no way to sugarcoat it. I sucked Mr. Stewart's dick and he came in my mouth and gave me my first taste of a man's cum. I was just a boy! But he fucked me in the mouth and squirted his creamy sperm between my lips. He really enjoyed it too! When he was finished, Coach pulled up his underpants, told me he was my "boyfriend" now whether I liked it or not, and not to tell anybody. His creamy cum was dribbling out of my mouth, and he fondly looked down at me and told me I'd be sucking his dick again soon. He told me I was a good cocksucker for a boy my age. I blushed, and he told me just to wipe off my face and not be embarrassed about it. He told me I better not let all the other boys know I was a "fag." Then he grinned and laughed.

I was Mr. Stewart's cocksucker for my whole freshman year, but I made sure the other boys didn't find out. I was the boy who gave Coach his blow-jobs, and over the years I've gotten used to having men's penises in my mouth. Coach just loved having me sucking on him! I was embarrassed, but I sort of liked that a man wanted to put his cock in my mouth so bad! Mr. Stewart had such a big, beautiful cock too, and I got so I liked the taste of what he squirted in my mouth. He made me eat his cum and adored me for it! But he was jealous and didn't like me around other boys. I was naked in the gym showers one day and another boy named Rudy was eyeing me. Rudy was a junior, was naked too, and had a big hard-on sticking up between his legs for me. Rudy and I ended up behind the lockers together, and he told me he wanted me to suck his dick. Rudy was a cute boy, and my dick was hard for him too! Anyway, I gave him head, and when he was finished in my mouth he called me a "fag" and never had anything to do with me after that! I went crying to the coach and told him how much I liked the boy. Mr. Stewart just smirked, put his arm around me in a fatherly way, and too me into the men's bathroom.

Coach Stewart pulled down my underpants and butt-fucked me for the first time! I was only fourteen years old, and a man in his fifties anally fucked me, popped my cherry for me, and showed me the perverted pleasures of fag love. We grunted and fucked just like any pair of fags in love, and spurt after creamy spurt of Mr. Stewart's warm sperm streamed up my asshole. His face hung over my shoulder, and a man old enough to be my father kissed me on the lips as he fucked me from behind. He liked doing me doggy-style, I could tell. His cock was so big and hard in my asshole! But he fucked me in my bottom and made love inside me! He was an old man squirting his cum up my asshole and it felt so nasty! But I liked it! I liked having Mr. Stewart's cock in my bottom!

When he was all finished, I bashfully pulled up my underpants. Some of Coach's cum dribbled out from between my fat buns and left a creamy mess in my underpants. He pulled down the back of my underwear just to see the creamy proof of the perverted fuck hanging from my bare bottom. He was obviously pleased with himself. He grinned and told me not to be embarrassed. He hugged me from behind and fondly rubbed his cock and balls over my soft, jiggling buns. Coach told me what a good fuck I was for a fourteen year old boy. But I wasn't embarrassed! I don't know why, but I guess I was just one of those young boys who liked having an older man's cock in his bottom. It's not like it was the first fuck ever between a fifty-three year old man and a fourteen year old boy!

Mr. Stewart was my fucker, and I had a sore bottom all through my sophomore year! He fucked me in the backseat of his pickup and always came inside me. We'd lay on the seat and he'd kiss me after he unloaded his balls between my buns. Mr. Stewart's penis was so big, and I always had to strain to make room for it in my bottom. But once he was inside me fucking my asshole, I just loved having the man behind me! I was a boy who was pussy for him, submissive to all his nasty urges, and he fucked me and made wet, creamy love in my bottom more times than I can remember. He teased me about how my dick always got so hard when he was fucking me. His huge cock would be stuffed between my fat buns and I'd be furiously tugging on my hard boyish dick trying to come before he squirted in my ass. But I was fifteen years old and getting a little too old for his tastes, I guess. One day I saw Mr. Stewart taking some little freshman boy into the men's bathroom with him, and I felt so jealous! He was MY fucker! Afterwards, I confronted the little fag about it. I told him to stay away from Mr. Stewart. He blushed, embarrassed that I knew he was the new boy the coach was fucking.

I actually pulled down my levi's and underpants in the coach's office one day, wiggled my bare buns at him, and tried to tempt him into giving me a poke in the bottom. Mr. Stewart was really mad! He told me to stay away from him and said he wouldn't have anything to do with me anymore. I was crushed! I adored the man and craved his big hard cock! I was so depressed, but Mr. Stewart did hook me up with somebody else -- of all the boys in school, with Rudy!
Rudy and I sucked dick on our first "date," and before long I was pulling down my underpants for him instead of Mr. Stewart. Rudy insisted he wasn't a fag, but he fucked my bottom and always left a creamy mess between my buns. He was just a boy, though, and I missed Coach's big hard cock!

I'm twenty-two years old now and I've got myself a sugar daddy in his sixties with a nice big cock. He wants me to be his panty fag "wife," and I've been a crossdresser for him because it always gets him off. I don't mind getting all dolled up in bras, panties, garterbelts, and girlie stuff for him because he's a good fucker! He gets a big hard-on if I act all femmy for him, and he takes his Viagra and always gives me a good butt-fucking. But I still miss Mr. Stewart who brought the inner fag out in me and showed me the pleasures of a man's big fucking cock!