1. A coach and her athlete


    Date: 7/25/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Anal, Erotica, Reluctance, Young, Author: Unknow user, Rating: 83.3, Source: sexstories.com

    lacing my trainers up, I set off into the hallway. I felt like a bit of an idiot for forgetting my compression shorts and I could feel the legs of my boxers reaching just barely above the legs of my pants. I tried not to let it bother me though. I wanted simply to get out on the fresh red track with the lovely cerulean sky filled with the songs of brown feathered birds hanging overhead and enjoy my run. Once I got outside and the team was all together, we started our warmup laps. I could feel my johnson hanging down the left leg of my boxers, threatening to come out if I took too long of a stride, so I trotted along and tried to conceal the fact that I could feel my dick flopping back and forth between my thigh and my boxers. I finished my laps and got into line for stretches. While everyone else was waiting for the shot-putters to finish their laps, I slunk off to the bathroom next to the bleachers to do something about my penis problem. Luckily, I was able to balance it snugly inside my underwear my adjusting the waistline and maneuvering my dick into such a position that it rested firmly in one place and I could be reasonably sure it wouldn’t be falling out any time soon. I left the lavatory as soon as I was finished and emerged onto just in time for the tail end of the first or second stretch. My knob nearly swung free a few times during our pre-practice routine, but managing it was much easier after having already done it once. I could just adjust myself a little bit ...
    and be fine, but what I was really hoping was that running would draw away some heat from my groin and cause a touch of shrinkage, so I wouldn’t risk hanging dong every time I took a step. It was pretty hot out though, so I wasn’t overly optimistic. Also, since I was doing hurdle work, I would be working with Coach Emmeline, which was not particularly conducive to keeping my schlong small and out of the way either. Regardless, I was still praying for shrinkage for probably the first time in my life when I sauntered over to the robust Miss Emmeline for my instructions. “Alright Carter, today we’re mostly gonna focus on form, alright? When you’re running the 400 meter hurdles, you do not want to be spending any more energy than you have to for each jump” she said as I approached. “Sure thing, Coach. I know my form starts to fall apart once I get to the last stretch,” I replied. “You could do a bit better on the first stretch too,” she half giggled. I rolled my eyes and shook my head exaggeratedly while unsuccessfully trying to stifle a smile. “Fine, I guess I could do a little better.” “Good, I set up the back half of lane three for you, so I want you to give me a run through at a nice easy pace. And make sure to focus on keeping form. “Okay, got it.” As I walked over to the first hurdle, I started to worry that no only had my boxer issue not improved, but talking to Miss Emmeline also made it worse. I decided to take it slow and to make certain that my dick stayed put. I started ...
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