 story saturday a coach s persuasive motivation chapter 1 story saturday a coach s persuasive motivation chapter 1 puppykaiden sat 8262017 1600 row differentvalues  col differentvalues  html format ckeditor differentvalues  pcolor fwhite anyone who grew up in a country town will tell you that the entirety of your selfworth the value of the community value and indeed the fate of universe hangs upon three little words local sports team for me growing up in country victoria this meant the tigers the greatest australian rules football team in living memory okay so they hadn t won a premiership in over a decade and an unfortunate losing streak had plagued them last season but i would take their pride to my grave like every boy in town i had dreamed of playing for the tigers of taking that epic mark of kicking that epic goal there was just one tiny problem i sucked i mean i really really sucked understand that it was never for a lack of trying i attended every school training went to every match and spent endless hours on the weekends kicking the footy through those two glorious white posts but then we d get to a match and the ball would come sailing my way and inexplicably i d be overcome with a crippling case of what my teammates affectionately referred to as for fucks sake loser needless to say it didn t take long before i was relegated to the bench doomed to watch every match from the sidelines which on the plus side did allow for a lot of time to watch those wellmuscled legs and tight butts run around the field when i finished school and moved down to the big smoke to attend university i had two goals firmly fixed in my mind if you were my parents to do well in my studies and to get a good job if you were anyone else to join a footy team and to find a boyfriend during orientation week i found what seemed to a country boy like me to be a golden unicorn riding a flying pig under a blue moon a queer football team naturally i signed up immediately and couldn t wait to start practice the following week i d meet a hot boy i d get to play footy and best of all i figured with the steryotype of gay guys and sports i d finally get to play a match not just watch it from the sidelines i was wrong turns out the stereotype is bullshit and it s just uncoordinated dorks like me that suck i found this out at our first training we d met out on the pitch just as the sun was setting and we d drilled fitness test after fitness test until i hurt in places i didn t knew existed now don t get me wrong here i m not an unfit guy you don t grow up on a farm and put on at least a little muscle but my newfound teammates came almost exclusively from local private schools and who after years of private training were almost athletes in their own right the few exceptions were a couple of other country lads like me and we ended up together in the bottom on almost every test naturally i was relieved when coach finally called an end to the training and a muddy sweaty bunch of nineteen to twenty something year olds hit the showers the showers turned out to be a fairly open affair with a round of jovial reunions back slapping and teasing you d expect in a footy team at the start of the season i kept my eyes firmly on the floor in front of me not because i didn t want to be social but because i didn t trust myself not to get ahem excited if i looked around at that much flesh just as i stripped off my briefs and grabbed my towel to hit the showers coach walked in clip board in hand alright boys listen up coach was a commanding figure at a little over 6ft solid broad chested and naturally confident he clearly spent a fair bit of time at the gym and i could just imagine that underneath that fitted black sweatshirt his chest and tummy were covered in a masculine covering of hai fuck so much for not getting excited i held my towel firmly in position in front of me and glanced around praying that no one noticed season starts in four weeks and from the look of these results we ve got our work cut out for us boys this year we re going to try something a little different they say it s always easier to motivate yourself with a buddy so i ve paired you all up when i call your names find your partner and stand with them please boys of course he called my name first peter s brian k you re up i looked around and found a veritable god staring at me from across the change rooms brian k looked like someone out of a magazine tall tanned fit six pack dark hair and he stood there like he owned the place staring at me expectantly i jolted from my reprieve remembering to close my mouth and quit staring like a creep and walked over to him i extended a hand hello i m peter brian looked down with a smirk and i suddenly realised in going to shake his hand i d dropped my towel and exposed my now semihard cock standing at half mast at 55 to the entire locker room brian he replied looks like you enjoyed training tonight eh the look on his face left no doubt what he was referring to and i heard a series of snickers from behind me coach came to my rescue steve l mitch r coach proceeded to rattle off the pairs and after a few minutes of shuffling around the locker room it was clear what he d done the weaker boys hand been paired with the stronger so that presumably combined as pairs we d be pretty evenly matched now boys the boy next to you is going to be your brother for the season you re going to get to know each other very  very  well you re going to train together and as far as this team is concerned live and die together now every week boys we re going to do a fitness test at training it could be sprints push ups sit ups squats but every week we ll do one test and each pair s combined scores will be ranked the lowest scoring pair from each week will be getting a bit of extra motivation to improve but mark my words boys i expect each and every one of you to improve peter brian come up here boys if i could have dug a hole and had the ground swallow me up right there i would have in front of twenty five pairs of eyes we came to stand on either side of coach brian looking self assured and ready to pound anyone who dared to snigger into oblivion and me looking like a nervous kid shy embarrassed and did i say horribly unimaginably embarrassed coach placed a firm hand on the back of my neck he was strong and warm and i immediately focussed in on his touch leaning back unconsciously into it peter brian you are this week s lowest scoring pair i glanced up and saw brian glaring at me like it was my fault well truthfully it was my fault but it s not like i d sucked on purpose so boys how many times a week would you normally jerk off i choked the question caught me so off guard i couldn t even think straight no pun intended brian was nonchalant as if it didn t bother him at all as he said bout 5 or 6 coach i on the other hand stood staring out at the rest of the team bright red almost shaking standing naked and with my cock betraying me and growing to full mast behind my muchtoosmall towel coach squeezed the back of my neck reassuringly and i managed to squeak out umm i don t know like maybe 10 i wasn t sure whether the sniggers were because of my answer or because of my predicament but if it weren t for coaches hand i would have been running out at a million miles well lads that s wasted energy if you ask me and as the lowest scoring pair this week you re going to be putting that energy to better use and i m sure next week you ll be putting in extra effort to make sure you re off the bottom eh so as of now lads you are not to touch those tools of yours and instead focus on your training understood boys i nodded brian replied yes coach oh and to ensure there s no cheating boys each of you will be wearing these coach reached into his short pockets and pulled out two small metal cages and two metal rings coach handed them to us and i looked down at the cage turning it over in my hand not comprehending what it was for until oh no way come on boys get them on please neither of us moved okay then try this you can put them on each other instead brian s head whipped up and he glared daggers at me i was tempted to leave to run out but i was naked and the thought of running out seemed even more embarrassing coach increased the pressure on the back of my neck and guided me down on my knees it s okay there boy you re doing great just slip that ring on him first i didn t look up at brian afraid of what i d see my hands were shaking as i reached out and slipped down brian s jock strap of course he d wear a jock strap he didn t flinch away and i tried as quickly and carefully as i could to fit the cage with a minimal amount of fumbling and cringing i fitted the cage and coach handed me a padlock and it clicked locked html ndimage align center differentvalues  fid 1009 ndimage html format ckeditor differentvalues  pcolor fwhite great work boy now your turn i stood up and this time when brian s gaze met mine i was surprised i didn t spontaneously combust on the spot brian got down on one leg in front of me and unceremoniously ripped my towel away i was horrified my dick was throbbingly hard jumping up and down straining for attention i desperately didn t want his face inches from my dick brian with scorn dripping in his voice asked coach well what the hell am i supposed to do with that html col row andsaved andsaved  chastity story 