It was my idea for the wrestling team to make a calendar and sell it to raise funds for the team. We needed the money, and all the guys were into it. You donât start wrestling unless youâre comfortable with your body. It was my buddy Mattâs idea to put my picture for April. âApril showers⌠the boys and girls are gonna be squirting when they see this haha.â
Once weâd taken the pictures and done the layout, we ran it by the coach before we started selling copies. âI just donât want any blowback from this.â Matt kind of giggled and felt he had to explain himself: âSorry, coach, I thought you were about to say you donât want any blowjobs.â And the coach replied âYou boys know I never turn down a blowjob.â The coach flipped back to my picture. Matt and I looked at each other. I closed the office door with us inside and Matt closed the blinds. Coach was sitting at his desk, and Matt was already on his knees getting him hard and helping him out of his pants. I pulled my shirt off and then my shorts, leaving my jockstrap on for now. Coach kept flipping his gaze back and forth between my photo and me as Matt started to suck his cock. I walked around to the side and put my bulge in Coachâs face. He grabbed it with both hands, reached around and under to squeeze my muscular ass, and very gently press on my hole as he pulled the pouch to the side and started to suck my big cock. Coach came in Mattâs mouth first, and then Matt stood up and made out with me until we finished at the same time, me in Coachâs mouth and Matt all over his shirt. I always liked this ritual. As we left Coach called âalright, now go sell your porn. I bet youâll make a million dollars with a cock like yours, Ben.â
The calendar sold very well. We kept running out and having to make more. I got a lot of attention, and I liked it. I could hardly walk down the hall without someone looking me up and down and thinking about this picture. I was letting guys blow me in the locker room multiple times per day. Eventually the principal found out about the calendar and called me to his office. The principal was not the stereotype. He was actually pretty young and good-looking, and he ran a tight ship but kids respected him because he didnât seem to be on a power trip enforcing pointless rules just for the sake of it. Probably someoneâs mom complained that the calendar was indecent or something, because he seemed like he wouldnât mind as long as nobody was getting hurt.
I got called to his office over the PA in the middle of class and had to go right away. But I wasnât nervous because it felt like he could probably be reasoned with, one way or another. I was wearing sweatpants and a baggy hoodie, so I decided to quickly swing by the locker room and change. I put on the singlet from the picture, then slipped my sweatpants over it but ditched the hoodie. I walked into his office confidently.
âBen, Iâm sure you know why youâre here. There have been some complaints about the calendar, and I hear it was your idea..â
âSorry, sir. Whatâs wrong with it?â
âWell donât get me wrong, this isnât coming from me. I have to satisfy the PTA and the school board, and they can be a bit stodgy and conservative. Itâs your picture in particular thatâs been called out the most. Parents donât think their kids should be seeing a teenagerâs giant erect penis on school material, even if itâs not coming from the school directly.â
âDid they say it was giant? Or are you saying itâs giant?â
He paused and looked me over. âEveryone can see that you are very impressively endowed. And good for you. Unless itâs Photoshopped.â
âItâs not, sir. If the concern is that I altered the picture to make it obscene, I want you to know I wouldnât do that. Look, Iâll prove it.â I stood up and pulled my sweatpants down to my knees before he could stop me. I pulled one strap off my shoulder and got my arm out so my torso was half bare.
âAlright hold on nowâŚâ he said. He could have gotten that out faster, but I donât think he wanted to.
I looked down at the bulge in my singlet. The sheer white fabric didnât leave anything to the imagination. You could see my balls and shaft and head very clearly. I was almost completely hard, but I gave myself a few strokes to get all the way there, and I pointed my hardon straight up, just like in the picture. âAnd we have to get comfortable showing off our bodies in public settings, as well as having a lot of close contact with other guys. The benefit of all that hard work is that we look, well, hot.â
âWow,â the principal said. âNot everyone on the team looks quite like you, though.â He crossed his arms and I could see his biceps bulge.
âCome on, all those guys are studs.â I stepped out of my sweatpants and left them on the floor as I took a step toward the principal. âSince Iâm an upperclassmen now, I just want to be a role model. Show everyone what their bodies can look like and what they can do, on and off the mat.â I was close enough that I was basically straddling one of his legs.
His eyes were locked on my cock. Finally he met my gaze as he uncrossed his arms and cupped my balls, running his fingertips up the ample length of my cock. âI talked to your coach, Ben. He suggested I call you in here because you can be⌠persuasive.â He pulled the other strap off my shoulder and rolled it down to below the head of my cock. He put his mouth around it, then lifted his head back up and stroked my moistened head up and down. âPersuade me.â
I kissed him and pressed my body against his so he could feel my hard cock against his stomach and chest. He was really muscular. I unbuckled his belt and pulled his pants down, and then I spun him around and put him in a headlock, grinding my cock into his firm ass. His shoulders and back were solid. I pushed my knee into the back of his, making him go down to his knees. I pulled his shirt up over his head and put my hands on his bare shoulders. I reached down his torso, feeling his defined pecs and abs before I got to the bulge in his boxer briefs. He was fully hard and huge.
I pushed on his back to send him onto all fours, then pulled his underwear down. I spat on my own dick, lined it up, and started to fuck the shit out of my principal. He spread his legs wide and pushed back, taking me as deep as he could. âYouâre fucking huge. Fuck that feels good.â I was pounding harder and harder as he responded with tremors and moans of rapturous pleasure. Before long he squeezed his ass and I could hear the exertion sounds of him cumming all over the office carpet. I pulled out and he rolled onto his back. He had a great body. âNow fuck my throat.â I turned myself around and knelt over his face, but before I stuck my cock in his mouth I sat on his face and made him eat my ass. His tongue went deep, and he reached up to stroke me as he did it. Just before I came I stuck my cock all the way down his throat, ignoring his gagging. I thrusted and thrusted as I came.
I stood up and grabbed the singlet off the floor. I was about to put it on, but then I had an idea. âSir, you said you used to wrestle. You still look great. Would you put this on? I bet youâd look hot.â He smiled, sat up and obliged. He did look good. I was still naked as I stroked him through the fabric. âWe should add you to the calendar.â
âNo I donât think that would be appropriate. But maybe I should join you boys for practice one of these days. This calendar really is a good advertisement for team recruitment.â He fell to his knees and blew me again. I made him wait for it and work for it, but eventually I gave him another mouthful.
The first time the principal came to practice, I made him suck me and Matt off in the showers, and I fucked him and came in his ass while everybody watched.
stormborns
janainaart
yousharknotpass
germansingergirl
pixelskylines
