“Sounds good, Coach,” I said, feeling a lot hesitant. Not an away game, not a chaperoned school trip, just us. I was an aimless 18-year-old, I suppose, and Coach sensed I could use some direction. I wasn’t going to be D-1 scholarship material, but if Coach had an in, that meant I could play ball in a decent program, at least as backup. I have a couple of contacts at South Floria and you could take a look at their program… I’d cover the expenses” Maybe I could convince your folks to let you join me…. “Well, it’s not New York, but I have some time planned in Florida the week after Christmas. But the real reason is that my family didn’t have the money to send me off to New York City with my classmates over winter break.Ĭoach nodded. “I guess I’m not a joiner.” I had some good friends at school but wasn’t into clubs or organized anything, beyond football. “You going on that senior trip, Bentley?” he asked one day during third period, using my last name as he often did. But I think he was just operating from his ulterior motives. But I also knew I’d have Coach’s companionship to remember as I went off to better things than Carthage High. The end of my last football season, then later graduation. I told myself if I was imagining a strong dude like him fucking some bimbo cheerleader at our school, it was because I wanted to be John Myers, not be with him.
He’d been a tight end in his college days and still had that frame and build. I told myself I was just admiring a grown, masculine man. I didn’t even fully admit I was gay, not even when I got home to the privacy of my bedroom each day and jerked out a thick load fantasizing about Coach Myers. I still hadn’t come to terms with being gay. But mostly it was him and me, sitting in his office and talking sports, and life, and my college plans. He’d have me do a few tasks, maybe put up some equipment. But Coach M always treated me like a buddy, keeping me at arm’s length during practice but chatting with me all during the third period “teacher’s aide” assignment I had with Coach. I wasn’t even the star player, since Jason Edwards, a junior, was a better quarterback than me and usually our starter. I just knew I looked up to Coach Myers and followed him around like a puppy dog. When using a search engine such as Google, Bing or Yahoo check the safe search settings where you can exclude adult content sites from your search results Īsk your internet service provider if they offer additional filters īe responsible, know what your children are doing online.I didn’t know what I was doing. Use family filters of your operating systems and/or browsers Other steps you can take to protect your children are:
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