A Man Has To Learn What He Is, And I Learned On The Rowing Team

I was on the rowing team in high school. Our coach was a man who took interest in the boys and showed a lot of caring and under his coaching we had several wins we may not have otherwise had. He was also gay and many young men learned they liked it from him. Including me.

Frankly up to that day I didn't know I liked it. There was lots of talk amongst us about gays and gay sex. In the changing room it wasn't unheard of to show off your dick, especially if it was hard. Aknd sometimes you were dared to grab a hard dick and put it in your mouth. This was kid stuff, kidding around, no one was really gay. I never thought about it but I had never had my dick get hard and put it in a guys mouth, but I had grabbed many hard dicks and put them in my mouth.

It was after one of these incidents that the coach took an interest in me. We had a member of the team who was an all American in football player, handsome and he flaunted his dick and walked around bare assed naked in the dressing room. Who would ever have guessed that he took the bottom position when the coach wanted to fuck him? It happened that on that day I had grabbed his dick and kissed it and the coach was there. He told me it was the most beautiful cock kiss he had seen to date. But then again Mr. All American did have a nice sized dick, very masculine although he was as sissy as it gets. But who knew? Only the coach knew.

He asked me if I liked holding a dick in my hand, in his experience lots of young men liked that so don't be shy. Now about kissing it? Had I ever put a dick in my mouth for real, kiss it, suck it, run my tongue around the 'glans', felt a dick charge up and let it's sweetness run down my throat? Had I? How about having a dick run up and down the crack of my ass? Poke my hole? Slip right it and empty it's contents deep in my rectum? Did I like that? Had I tried it yet?

These were important questions to which I answered no. Well maybe it was time for me to try, how about it? And he whipped out his dick, or cock really, a big harry machine. It looked mean, whipped out like that and he told me to grab it and stroke it and put it in my mouth. His eyes commanded and I took his cock in my hand and it was so big and it looked mean and I closed my eyes and put my lips around the 'glans' and licked it and kissed it and sucked it and he said 'good boy'.

He gave me this jar with a thick cream in it and he told me to get my pants down and rub the cream in my ass, stick my finger in, make sure I was ready and bend over his desk. I looked down and my dick was hanging there, and his cock pushed up against my ass and he asked me if I was ready and he shoved in and in and in. Until I felt his balls against my ass and he shoved and shoved and shoved and I breathed harder and harder. You can't really explain it, it was so good. He released himself inside of me and pulled out and wiped his cock on a towel and gave me the towel to wipe my ass. 'Good boy', he said.

Now I was ready to suck cock, and we had certain teammates who needed their cocks sucked and I was a cock sucker and it was my job to suck their cocks. And when my coach told me that to suck Mr. All American I did with a pleasure, I had learned how to suck cock, and I made sure that Mr. All American did not have a load to carry when he rowed in competition. He paired us up and we took the position, as they said, bent over all lubed up and the guys that did the fucking walked up behind us and we took their cock. That was our job. To suck cock, and bend over.

Some want to wear panties, some want to play ball. There are gay men everywhere, but you have to learn early if you are the cock sucker type or you're the fucker type. Fortunately for me I was the cock sucker type, and thanks to my coach I learned that early. And I don't forget him, he showed me, and Mr. All American and a whole lot of other boys.