I rolled over and turned the alarm off and laid back down. Staring up at the ceiling. I thought it seemed strange to wake up in my bed, and alone. Spending the last two nights with Jimmy was so nice. I missed having him close, to kiss and hug. I had never spent the night with any of the girls I had fucked, and frankly, I didn't want to. But it is different with Jimmy.
I always dreaded Mondays, and going to school. Only a month until graduation and it couldn't get here fast enough. But today was especially dreadful as I knew I had to go see Coach after school or he would let everyone know how he overheard me sucking Bruce's cock Saturday night. The last thing I wanted was to get outed before I was even sure if I was gay.
I parked my car in the Seniors' lot and was walking in when Kim came running up and seemed upset.
"Why didn't you call me after you picked up your car on Saturday? I thought we had a date? Where were you all weekend? Did you find someone else to fuck?"
"After you went out with Stu Friday night, I figured you would be fucking him all weekend."
"Stu was worthless. He couldn't get it up. You know how much I hate to suck cock. He insisted I had to suck him to get him hard, so I did, and he got hard when I sucked his cock, but as soon as he would try to stick his big cock in my pussy it would go limp. After the third time trying, I gave up on him and left. I think he must be gay. So where were you? Who were you fucking?"
I stood there not knowing what to say. Part of me wanted to tell her the truth, to have someone I could talk to. But I knew she would laugh and make fun of me, and the whole school would think I was gay within an hour.
"Kimy, I had a quiet weekend. I didn't fuck anybody, but we are finished. I hope things work out with you and Stu."
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The final bell rang and I just sat in my desk and watched everyone walk out of class. I knew it was time to go see Coach, and I didn't know what to expect. I had been thinking about it all day. Was he going to make me give him a blowjob? I finally got up the nerve and walked slowly towards the gym and Coach's office. As I walked past the weight room I noticed there was one guy working out alone, and it was Stu. I looked him over and thought about what Kim had said. Could he be gay? He is the best looking guy in the whole school, tall, wavy blond hair, penetrating blue eyes and a body that belongs on the cover of Muscle and Fitness. No, no way could he be gay.
I reached Coach's office and stood in the doorway. He was sitting behind his desk and waved me in and told me to sit, pointing at the chair in front of his desk. As I sat down he got up and closed, and locked the door. He then sat on the front of his desk, directly in front of me so that I was between his spread legs, and glared down at me.
"Well, Joe, how long have you been a cock sucking faggot? I never suspected it."
"Coach, let me explain."
He held his hand up, "no excuses, Joe. After listening to you suck that waiter's cock the other night, it was obvious you both enjoyed it, and based on what he said, you must be a skillful cock sucker, too."
"But ..."
"You've met my wife. We have a great sex life, but she refuses to suck my cock. And I love having my cock sucked. She says it's disgusting. Do you think sucking cock is disgusting?"