Jayson {First Time}
By: {C23} Date: {2/24/07} Time: {2:41am}
This story is purely Fiction and the Characters Are Not Real by Any Means. This story may contain Male-To-Male Sex and Male’s under the age of 18y.o. tryin’ to find they’re sexual identify. If you don’t like or approve of Male-To-Male sex or your underage don’t read this story any further if not Please Read On And Thank You For Reading.
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February 15, 2002:
8am, Thursday, Morning:
Jayson Christian “Jay” Hart’s 17y.o. African-American, Caucasian, Born as an Arise. Jayson’s the caption of his High School Basketball Team. He stands at 6’1”, weightin’ in at 140lbs., with a hard muscular athletic body with six-pack abs to dead for, With Sandy Brown Hair, Dark Brown Eyes and a Light Tan Skin Complexion, {Jayson’s lighter then everyone in his family expect his father who’s White}. “Hay… Jay…!” a tall young Whiteboy shouted from down the hall to Jayson. But Jayson didn’t hear him, so Jayson proceeded to his homeroom class. The tall young whiteboy had reached the class and sat down right next to Jayson. “Hay man you didn’t hear me callin’ you…?” the boy asked. “Hay…! I’m sorry Reed, man…. I didn’t hear you…! My minds on the game tomorrow night…!” Jayson replied.
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Reed Anthony “Shaggy” Shaw’s 17y.o. Caucasian Born as an Gemini. He stands at 6’3”, weightin’ in at 125lbs., with Shoulder length Blond Hair {that he wears in a ponytail}, Light Green eyes, with a very heard and muscular swimmer athletic build, and allover medium Tan and a Killer six-pack. “I forgot the game was tomorrow, so what are you doin’ after school…?” Reed asked. “I’ve got practice and so do you…! Shaggy…!” Jayson stated. “Man…! I totally forgot about practice today…! Shaggy stated. “You gotta stop smokin’…!” Jayson said. “Good morning….! Alright everyone let’s focus…!” Ms. Page {they‘re 12th grade English Teacher} said entering the classroom. As class and the school day went on, Jayson could only think about one thing and that was meeting with his girlfriend LaTocha at lunch in the old Athletic Room.
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12noon, Thursday Afternoon:
It was finally lunchtime and there Jayson was and LaTocha were in the old Athletic Room. Jayson had been waitin’ for a long, long time for this. Jayson had worked to get into this girl’s jeans and now he was gettin’ he’s reward. Jayson’s hands were all over LaTocha and their mouths were so tightly, locked that anyone might think Jayson was suckin’ the life out of her lungs. His dick was slidin’ in and out of her pussy smoothly, and he was really in a zone. Jayson also knew he hand to hurry before someone discovered them. LaTocha would break free from Jayson’s mouth occasionally and says, “Hurry up, we have to get back before lunch is over…!” and without missing a beat, Jayson would just shoot back, “Baby you can’t rush perfection. You know you want dis as much as I do. Let’s enjoy dis baby…!” and Jayson continued with his long strokes.
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Jayson began to feel that surge building in his nuts. “I’m cummin’ baby, Oh, shit, I’m cummin’…!” Jayson yelled, continued his thrusting. He grabbed LaTocha’s waist with both hands, then Jayson felt his warm, thick cum fillin’ up the condom. Jayson left his dick inside her pussy as he moved closer to her lips to resume their kissin’, but she pushed him away, sayin’, “I’ve gota ta go before class starts. I’m holla at you later..!” In addition, with that said LaTocha began composing herself, straightening her clothes, checking her hair and make-up. As if that were his cue, Jayson began pullin’ his own jeans up, pullin down his wife-beater and throwin on his t-shit. Afterwards, Jayson paused to catch his breath and composure, taking a handkerchief from his pocket and wiping the sweat from his face and neck. LaTocha creak’s the door open, peaked through and then poked her head out. Then the next moment she had disappeared through the door. Jayson waited a discreet amount of time, then Jayson made his way to the lunchroom throwing the used condom into one of the trash bins, it wasn’t as Jayson would be the first kid to up a used condom in one of the trash bins. Jayson got back just in time for the bell to ring the next class.
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In class, Jayson didn’t pay any attention to what teacher was sayin. Jayson was thinking about his experience with LaTocha and how disappointed he felt, “I had put a lot of effort and time into gettin’ her to agree to have sex with me this was a real challenge not just for me, but for any nigga at school. She’s so fine and she knows it. Those tight jeans, those blouses-her age she has it in all the right places, her skin was perfect and her hair was so beautiful. She’s no slut and none of the other niggas had been able to score with her. So why do I feel so disappointed? She’s a good kisser, but there wasn’t any passion there. I know we had to hurry up our sex. Still, it was like her body was present but her passion was somewhere else…!” Jayson thought to himself.
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Between classes, Jayson asked LaTocha to meet him back in the Athletic Room after Basketball practice and he would drive her home afterwards. LaTocha smiled with her incredible lips and agreed to meet him. “Hopefully, round two would be less disappointing.” Jayson thought. The rest of the day Jayson could think about was hookin’ up with LaTocha after his Basketball practice, the time seemed to pass so slowly. Finally, the bell rang. Basketball practice had started, but all Jayson could think about was his seconded chance with LaTocha after practice. “Hart get your head into the got damn game…!” Jayson Head Coach Alan Hall yelled at Jayson.
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4pm, Thursday, Afternoon:
After Basketball Practice Ended, Jayson showered and changed, then made sure the hallway was empty and headed for the old Athletic Room. Jayson sneaked into the old Athletic Room. Ten minutes had passed, but no LaTocha. The Twenty minutes… Twenty-Five… Then an Hour-And-A Half… “Where da hell’s dat bitch…?” Jayson thought to himself. It was gettin’ hot in there. Therefore Jayson took of his t-shirt and wife-beater, Forty minutes.
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5pm, Thursday, Evening:
“Got Dammit, Shit…! I can’t believe dat bitch forgot about dis…!” Jayson said. “Finally…!” Jayson said as he heard the doorknob turn. “It’s ‘bout time…” Jayson was thinking to himself. But to Jayson’s surprise it wasn’t LaTocha. It was Coach Hudson {He‘s the Wrestling Team and Girls Basketball Coach, he‘s also The Boys Basketball Coach and Jayson‘s Math Teacher}. Coach Alexander “Alex” Hudson’s 26y.o. African-American Born as a Taurus. He’s stands at about 6’3”, weightin in at 150lbs., with a Deep Brown Skin complexion, shaved head, goatee, thick neck, bulging biceps, sculpted back and shoulders, slender waist, huge pecs. His short-sleeve dress shirt was un-tucked and unbuttoned really showin’ off his powerful biceps and forearms. Underneath he wore a tight fittin’ wife-beater. His dress pants sagged a little on his muscular ass and there’s a noticeable bulge in his crotch.
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“What are you doin’ in hear Hart…?” Coach Hudson asked, all the time starring at Jayson. “Oh, Shit…!” Jayson said to himself. Jayson hadn’t thought about one of the Coaches coming to the old Athletic Room. “How da fuck am I suppose to explain why I’m in here…?” was the second thought in Jayson’s head. In addition, what was worse, Jayson was standin there with no shirt, sweat beading on his chest and trickling down his back. “How could I’ve been so careless? And totally unprepared for this possibility…!” Jayson thought to himself. The room was quiet. Jayson was completely speechless. All Jayson could think about how much trouble he was goin’ to be in now. Jayson thought his plan had been flawless. Just then, somethin dawned on him. Coach Hudson was lookin’ at him. But, then Jayson realized that Coach Hudson focus wasn’t so much on him as it was on his chest.
Coach Hudson’s head didn’t move and his eyes locked on Jayson’s chest. Without movin’ his head or changing his stare, Coach Hudson asked again, “Hart…! I axed you what are you doin’ in here…?” Jayson being a straight shooter, he knew there was no point in in lying to Coach Hudson. He wasn’t stupid Jayson knew he couldn’t come up with a reasonable explanation in such a short time. In addition, he didn’t want to make things any worse then they already were. Suddenly, Jayson became aware that he was staring at Coach Hudson’s chest, at first, Jayson head been tryin’ to avoid his eyes. But, for some reason Jayson’s eyes became fixated on parts of Coach Hudson’s muscular chest that were visible through his wife-beater. “Um, I was supposed to meet my girl in here…!” Jayson replied.
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Now Coach Hudson’s eyes looked directly into Jayson’s eyes. One corner of Coach Hudson’s mouth began to curl up forming a slight grin you know less then a smile but more then a smirk. Coach Hudson didn’t say anything, he just grunted “Unh, Huh…” His eyes went back to Jayson’s chest. Coach Hudson straightened up tall and without taken his eyes off Jayson, he pulls off his dress shirt. Now, Jayson could see his incredible physique and Jayson saw his hard nipples pointing out through his wife-beater. “You gonna turn me in…?” Jayson asked him. Coach Hudson didn’t answer right away. He just rubbed his rippled abs, then flicked his thumb one of his hard nipples. “Naw, we don’t haveta to da dat…!” Coach Hudson said as his hand moved to the button on the waistband of his pants. “A Boy could be in a helluva lot of trouble if I did dat you feel me…?” Coach Hudson said.
“On Doubt…!” Jayson said. Then after a moment Jayson add “So… How we gonna handle dis… Coach…?” Jayson asked. “You’re a smart kid and no doubt you wanna avoid any problems….” Coach Hudson said. “Alright…! You’re holdin’ all the cards, man. Let’s deal.” Jayson replied. Coach Hudson said nothin’ at first he just unfastened the button on his pants and then unzipped them. He slipped his right hand into the opening and Jayson could see he wasn’t wearing any shorts under his pants. Coach Hudson’s hand just massaged his pubic area. “Aw, Man…! Dis shit ain’t fair…!” Jayson thought. Jayson couldn’t believe his bad luck, but knew if Coach Hudson reported him to the office and the office would tell his parents and his dad would punish him for a long time. He wasn’t stupid Jayson knew what Coach Hudson was hintin’ at. Jayson didn’t know which know was worse, giving Coach Hudson what he wanted-the way he wanted it-or losing all his privileges at home, No Car, No Computer, use, No Dating, No Friends, most import No Basketball and the list went on and on. “Damn…! Damn…! Damn…!” Jayson said to himself. So…! It, Came Down To Dis….!” Jayson thought. Jayson had nothin’ against Coach Hudson, he’s a cool nigga.
He never missed work and was one of the best teachers in school. If any one spoke to him, Coach Hudson would politely respond and if you a problem you could go to Coach Hudson with it and every now then let the kids goof-of-in Math class. “Do dis shit stay between jus us….?” Jayson asked. “No Doubt…!” Coach Hudson replied. Coach Hudson was careful not to be explicit, he knew Jayson understood where this was goin’, Jayson knew, he knew. “I ain’t got any skills at this….” Jayson asked. “No sweat, I’m a help you out there…” Coach Hudson replied. By this point, Coach Hudson’s stretching his dick, in a very slow strokin. It was obvious that he didn’t wanna be all the way hard. Jayson got down on his knees directly in front of him. Coach Hudson took a couple of steps toward Jayson, puttin his left hand behind Jayson’s head as he touched the head of his dick to Jayson’s lips. “Open up…!” Coach said causally. Jayson his mouth and Coach Hudson began to push his dick in as far as it would go. “Suck on it Hart and You ‘bout to fine out just be don’t be scared son…!” Coach Hudson said.
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6pm, Thursday, Evening:
Coach Hudson’s kissin’ on Jayson’s neck and makin him even better. His hands firmly planted on Jayson’s waist. Jayson wasn’t even thinking the fact he was having sexual relation with another man, nor the difference in their ages. It was that he wanted this to continue. Jayson felt Coach Hudson’s 13” inch dick rubbin’ on his ass, so Jayson had mixed feelings. Coach Hudson’s kissin’ and touchin’ had Jayson in an almost trance like state, but he knew that Coach Hudson’s dick rubbin’ on his ass meant Coach Hudson was taken this to a new level. “I wanna know if you man or not. Can you take dis dick wit out cryin’ like a fuckin’ Bitch…?” Coach Hudson asked. “Damn…! Did dis nigga jus throw down a challenge…?” Jayson thought. Jayson’s such a competitive person that he doesn’t always take time to consider the possible outcomes of a challenge. Whenever Jayson’s presented with any kinda challenge, some switch in his brain flips and Jayson goes into kind of “Win” mode.
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Come On Den Nigga, Let’s Do Dis…!” Jayson managed to say. Jayson felt Coach Hudson’s hands all over his ass and Coach Hudson’s middle finger and teasing his Hole. Jayson’s ass was already wet from the sweat runnin’ down his back because the room was so hot. Coach Hudson’s kissin’ on Jayson’s neck and shoulders. Soon Jayson felt Coach Hudson’s dick slidin up and down his ass crack. “Damn…! He’s really workin’ me. He certainly not new at this…!” Jayson thought. Coach Hudson slipped his belt from his pants.
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“Bite down on dis, Son…!” Coach Hudson said. He didn’t have to tell Jayson what was coming next. “JESUS CHRIST…! OH, SHIT…! GOT DAMN, SONUVBITCH….!” Every curse word Jayson knew shot through his head, as Jayson felt Coach Hudson’s thick dickhead penetrating his hole. Jayson had never experienced any pain even close to what he was feelin’ at that moment. Jayson felt like his ass was goin’ to rip him apart. It wasn’t long before Jayson felt his eyes wellin’ with tears and Jayson just glad Coach Hudson couldn’t see his tears since his face was to the wall. Coach Hudson forced his dick deeper and deeper into Jayson’s ass. Jayson’s legs were starting to feel weak, but there was no chance of fallin’. Coach Hudson had a firm grasp on him, Jayson wasn’t goin’ anywhere. There were no words of encouragement - just pain and more pain. The in almost a whisper, Jayson heard the words. “Relax ya, ass, Son…!” Coach Hudson spoke smoothly and calmly. Jayson tried to relax, but the pain was just unbelievable. Jayson knew Coach Hudson heard his grunts and his stifled cries. Jayson clinched his fist so tightly his knuckles were, turnin’ white. It was a real struggle for Jayson to breathe. Then suddenly, Jayson could feel that Coach Hudson had stopped forcing his dick further inside him. “Oh, hell yea nice tight ass…!” Coach Hudson whispered. His hands reached around and began to fondle Jayson’s nipples.
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Coach Hudson just felt his dick inside letting Jayson’s ass become accustomed to it. Now Coach Hudson concentrated on Jayson or on his body to be more precise. Pain and pleasure simultaneously. Probably from the pain, Jayson’s 10” inch dick had gone limp, but the strokin’ of Coach Hudson’s hand soon had Jayson rock hard again, despite, the intense pain Jayson felt. Then Jayson felt Coach Hudson’s dick was started slid in and out of Jayson’s ass. But, just when Jayson thought maybe Coach Hudson was goin’ to pull out he started forcing it back into Jayson. Soon, Coach Hudson had a smooth rhythm goin’ in and out. The pain was subsiding. It really started to feel good to Jayson. “Yea, now you got it… Take da dick…! Son…!” Coach Hudson said. Slowly, he began to move them both from the wall. Coach Hudson’s thrusts were becoming faster with each stroke. Coach Hudson was using long, smooth strokes. His dick was sliding in and out easily. When Jayson was used to that, Coach Hudson began to fuck more forcefully. His dick was rammin’ into Jayson now, but didn’t bother Jayson. It felt good to Jayson, so good in fact, that Jayson took the belt out his mouth. “Oh, yea…! Do da…! Nigga, fuck me…!” Jayson moaned. Coach Hudson moved them both closer to the wall again. Coach Hudson was fuckin’ like a lunatic now, thrustin’ inside Jayson deep and hard. “Take It, so. Take it Bitch…!” Coach Hudson grunted. Coach Hudson moved them both away from the wall and then he reached around in front of Jayson and began jackin’ Jayson’s dick as he continued to fuck him. Both of them were sweatin’, but neither of them paid any attention to that. Jayson wonder if the girls he hand fucked felt anythin’ like he was feelin’ now.
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“Oh, Shit, I’m cummin’ Coach…!” Jayson moaned through his clinched teeth. “Hell yea, baby…! Shoot dat load for daddy…! I’m goin’ cum soon to…!” Coach Hudson moaned back. Jayson felt his cum start squritin’ out in thick globs spatter the wall. At the same time, Jayson felt a warm spray fillin his ass. “Oh, fuck…! Shiiiiiit…! Damn…! Son, dat felt good, baby…!” Coach Hudson stated. “Oh, hell yea…! Damn nigga…! Da shit was tight….!” Jayson replied. Coach Hudson left his dick inside of Jayson for a another minute. He us held Jayson, with he’s chest pressed against Jayson back. Coach Hudson wrapped his arms, around Jayson. When Coach Hudson finally withdrew his dick, Coach Hudson turned Jayson around and kissed Jayson hard on the lips. Jayson opened his mouth to receive Coach’s tongue. Coach Hudson’s hands were on Jayson’s ass and Jayson’s were grabbin’ the Coach’s ass. Jayson dressed as did Coach Hudson. Coach Hudson winked at Jayson and held the door open for them to leave, and Coach Hudson and Jayson went their on ways. After that day, Coach Hudson and Jayson had an unspoken understanding between then. Coach Hudson had only to wink at Jayson as he passed him in the hallways or in class, to summon Jayson after school or after Basketball Practice. They had many other “Accidental” encounters in the old Athletic Room and Jayson learned many skills to use on the women. Oh and by the way, The Basketball Team won they’re game and went on to win the state championship. Coach Hudson and continued their encounters even after Jayson graduated.
***THE END***
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