AN;
Something that was on my mind for a while. This is my first time really trying to write any form of smut.
This is going to be the first story of two. This first one will be more smut-driven, while the second will include some plot.
Enjoy!
Lincoln had a very watchful eye.
Sometimes he liked to observe from afar, and in doing so, finds things out about people that normally he wouldn't have given a second thought at. Like how Clyde looked a little happier than usual today, turns out he had a good weekend with his fathers. Or how Girl Jordan seemed to be a little sad ever since the winter holidays passed, except for her he didn't know the reason why.
He also noticed that his gym teacher, Coach Pacowski, shared the same interest, and did so in a manner that no one would think twice, making them think he was just a coach doing his job and observing the students. But that wasn't the case in Lincoln's mind. Instead, the adult's eyes always drew more downwards than one would like to think.
He decided to wait before coming to abrupt conclusions. For a week straight, he eyed his gym teacher.
It would always happen at least once a day. There would always be a few of his students, boys and girls, wearing some tight fit wear for sports just running around and participating in class, and he'd stare at them from afar. At first glance, it would seem like he was just doing his job, but Lincoln knew better... or thought he did at least.
Whenever a student would rush up to talk to him, the conversation would eventually end, and when the student turned Pacowski would rest his eyes on them for another five or so seconds, once again staring more south than an adult should.
It was the end of the school week. His final gym class for the week had just ended.
His suspicions were confirmed today as well. He noticed a faint bulge in his teacher's pants, impossible to notice unless someone was focused on the man's crotch covered in his sport shorts every day of the week until they saw the difference. The coach was too busy staring at the other students to notice Lincoln's stare, he was staring at Girl Jordan at the time.
So he came up with something on the spot.
Every school day for the next week, during lunch and after school, he would politely ask if Pacowski wanted company in the gym's office. Either to eat together or just chat.
The coach didn't suspect anything of it, so for most of that time during the week, the two bonded a little and became friends.
For Lincoln though, this was a test. He wanted to see if Pacowski would try anything. Try to touch him, invite him to his house, or do anything outside of school, like eat at a restaurant or go to the arcade. It made Lincoln happy to realize the man wasn't attempting to manipulate him at all, even if he had the perfect chance to multiple times. This either meant he was too scared to get caught doing anything of the sort, or simply didn't want to since it was just plain wrong. Either way, the fact that he didn't attempt anything on him, and that he was genuinely a nice guy, meant that he wasn't dangerous from what he could tell.
Still, to be sure, Lincoln repeated the same thing the following week.
Again, nothing. Not even an invite outside of school, not a single touch except a couple of gentle hands on the shoulder. But on the other side of the spectrum, he still caught him staring at students and popping boners during class. Even noticed the guilty man shuffling in his pants uncomfortably when he thought no one was looking.
The next thing he knew, it was Friday.
His final class was math, which was going a bit slow for the boy's taste. But once that bell rang, he made his way quickly back towards the gym, more notably the office. He knocked on the door to the office and asked if he could come in.
The coach of course said yes, not wary at all of Lincoln.
"Come in." He heard Pacowski say behind it.
He pushed his way into the door and saw his coach sitting at his desk.
Turning Lincoln's way in his chair, he said, "Hey, Linc! What's up?" He said with a smile.
"Hey, Coach Pacowski." He greeted, walking a bit closer to the man. "I, uh… I have something I need to tell you." He said, nervously.
The coach had all his attention on the Loud now, turning towards him in his chair with his hands on his thighs, a concerned look on his face. "Is something wrong?"
"I just… um…"
"Yes?" He eased on.
"Just wanted to let you know that I, um…"
The gym teacher didn't interrupt him, being patient and sitting quietly, giving him some time to come up with the right words.
"I've noticed, well… that you stare…" He coughed into a hand. "At the other students."
The coach blinked, his expression not readable to the boy. "What do you mean, Lincoln?" He asked.
"Not just today, but the entire week." He continued. "And last week. And the week before that. Even when you don't need to…"
"What are you getting at here, son?" Pacowski asked, hands on his hips now, not glaring at the kid but just having a light frown.
"You had a boner," Lincoln stated, his tone still nervous.
The teacher's eyebrows raised in shock but didn't say anything. It seemed he was looking for something to say, an excuse. He rubbed his hands together, looking a little agitated.
It was quiet in the room now, save for the air conditioning. Lincoln just waited for his teacher's reply. Standing still awkwardly and looking anywhere but the man's eyes.
A few seconds went by before he heard Pacowski speak again. "What do you want?" He asked.
"Well that's a weird way to-"
"I'll get you anything!" He shouted, his sentence quick, standing up suddenly and frightening Lincoln. "Is there a new video game you want? O-or maybe a toy?"
"I… uh…" The young Loud was confused.
He clasped his hands together as he begged. "Anything at all!? Just don't tell anyone, please! I promise I never hurt anyone! I-I'll never stare again!"
It was then Lincoln came to the realization. Pacowski thought he was going to tell the authorities, or even blackmail him.
He wasn't Lola, he would never stoop down to her level, no matter how nice free games and comics sounded.
Neither was he stupid. Sure, Pacowski pushed you to your limits in gym class and maybe made you do extra pushups if you angered him, but once you met him and got to know him anyone could tell he was a kind person.
While in his thoughts, he nearly forgot Pacowski was standing in front of him, understandably panicking.
His eyes met with his teacher's, and he stared for a few seconds, deciding on what to say. Then, an idea came to his head.
He smiled, and said, "I don't want anything, but... Just wanted to let you know I'm about to hit the showers in the boy's locker room, and I might need some help getting my back." He ended off with a blush.
He didn't wait for a reply and left the shocked coach and the room, shutting the door behind him. He let out a sigh, his heart pounding in his chest.
He headed straight for the boy's locker room, not far from the gym. He looked up and around for any cameras, and luckily, there weren't any surveying the doors to the room.
He also knew that there were barely any students left in the building, and those who were stayed in the library. For the adults, the school janitor only went to locker rooms later in the afternoon, since there were sports teams that still used it and the last class of the school day. No other teacher had a reason to go there, save for Pacowski himself of course. He found all of this out on days he didn't see his coach after school.
Every time he would hang out with Pacowski after school, he told Clyde that he wasn't going to walk home with him today and was busy with other stuff, his friend didn't question him, so that was easy. Today was no different.
Walking inside, Lincoln immediately smelled the odor of the room, not smelling as bad as he thought it would. He dropped his bag onto a bench and sat down.
He sat and waited patiently.
He looked up at the clock, and decided once ten minutes passed, he would leave. He took a big risk today, Pacowski could have just gone to the principal and told him Lincoln tried to seduce him. For grades or whatever.
But he wasn't worried, that in turn would put the adult at risk as well. He could give his own story. Who would they believe, the kid or the adult?
He was sure Pacowski wouldn't do that though, even if it was to save his skin. He was sincerely friendly deep down.
Then the only other option for him would be to just ignore Lincoln. After that, he might be scared that he would start to blackmail him to get what he wanted, but Lincoln would never think to do that.
Just then, the locker room door creaked open, and Lincoln half expected someone else to walk in. There was a zig-zag walk space between the door and the changing room so that no one would be exposed to the hallway by anyone entering, thus he only knew the door opened when he heard it, and didn't immediately know who the culprit was.
His heart leaped when it was Pacowski, who peeked inside the room with a straight face.
"Just me in here," Lincoln told, giving a little wave.
Pacowski turned back and disappeared, and for a moment Lincoln thought he left for good. That he was just checking if the boy was being serious or not.
Until he heard the door lock.
Pacowski came back into view. "So no one walks in." He simply explained with a nervous smile.
Lincoln smiled back, patting the spot next to him.
The teacher sat on the same bench as him, a little further than the white-haired boy would have liked.
"So, uh, you sure about this, Lincoln? I didn't think you were being serious."
The boy nodded. "Only if you're okay with it." He responded.
"That's what I should be saying." He said.
"I am." He assured.
"I don't want to have any regrets. Either of us." The man explained.
"Well, I can't promise that. But I can promise not to hold it against you, this was my idea anyway."
"It doesn't matter if you end up blaming me or not." Pacowski clarified. "If this messes with your life then I don't want to even try it."
Lincoln smiled. "That's why I don't have any doubts. Because you actually care about me. Not lying to fool me or anything."
He hesitated for a moment, but after peering at Lincoln's confident smile, he grinned as well. "No doubts?" He asked in a manner like it was the final warning.
"No doubts," Lincoln said with a final nod.
"Okay then." The coach slowly scooted closer and put a hand on Lincoln's thigh.
At the touch, Lincoln's nerves tingled and his dick pulsed, and he knew any moment now it was going to become erect.
Pacowski rubbed Lincoln's thigh in a soothing motion, which made the boy's heart flutter. "I'm supposed to help you shower right?" He said. "I think you need to get undressed for that."
Lincoln took the hint, and bent down, starting to take off his sneakers.
First came off the shoes, then with a pinch of his fingers, he slid his socks off.
Pushing his shoes and socks aside on the floor, he stood up and reached down for his pants button.
"I could help with that." Pacowski cut in.
Lincoln didn't reply to that, but moved his hands back to his sides and turned to him, giving the coach the go.
Pacowski carefully unbuttoned Lincoln's pants and pulled down the zipper, before sliding them down, revealing the boy's white undies, which had an obvious tent.
Lincoln blushed at the exposure, which was just going to get worse.
The coach continued, grabbing the hem of his shirt and pulling up.
He raised his arms and let the shirt through his head and hands.
His gym teacher now stared at his exposed chest and pink buds, along with his belly button. Gently, the coach placed a hand on Lincoln's chest and rubbed around the soft skin.
The boy stifled a moan when he brushed over a nipple, and soon, couldn't contain himself when he started playing with both of them.
Using both sets of fingers, he lightly rubbed both nipples, resisting the urge to grab and pull or twist, not wanting to do anything too extreme. Moving one hand downwards, he caressed Lincoln's belly and his belly button.
The boy could only look down with a blush as Pacowski felt all over his upper body, but soon his blush spread to his ears when the coach brushed over his undies, which had a small wet patch at the tip of the tent.
"Doing okay?" He asked.
Lincoln nodded.
Pacowski took the elastic of the undies in his fingers and pulled towards him. Now in his sight was Lincoln's small penis, his balls still hidden in his last bit of clothing.
They both looked down at it, pulsing every other second.
Then Pasowski looked up, causing Lincoln to do the same.
Their eyes met, and something came up in Lincoln's mind that he wanted to try, so he leaned forward, trying not to trip on his clothes jumbled around his feet.
Pacowski got the message and leaned in as well.
Their lips met and resulted in a kiss.
As the unsurprisingly more experienced of the two, the gym teacher wanted to attempt to slither his tongue into Lincoln's mouth but stopped himself from doing so. Instead, he simply reached both arms behind him and put one on his back and head, pulling him a bit closer. He didn't want to do anything uncomfortable, and to top that, this was only their first time.
"First time?" Pacowski thought to himself. His thoughts were automatic. He unconsciously believed this wasn't going to be the only time together.
But he pushed those thoughts away. Right now, he was in the middle of a kiss.
After a few moments, they broke apart, and Lincoln was panting a little.
"How was that?" Pacowski asked.
"I…" He blushed with a smile. "I liked it."
He didn't tell him it wasn't his first kiss, his first being with Ronnie Anne. He didn't need to. But kissing someone who was not only older but larger as well, was a different experience altogether.
The coach decided to continue, he used one hand to pinch at Lincoln's underwear and kept his other hand holding his lower back to keep the boy steady, before pulling the underwear down.
Lincoln stepped out of his fallen pants and undies and slid them next to his other clothes with his foot.
Now, Pacowski was staring at his body in full glory, all the while the Loud kid blushed since he had never exposed his dick to anyone in his life before.
"W-what do you think?" Lincoln asked, nervously.
He answered, staring at the young penis and pair of testicles, completely hairless. "It's really cute."
Lincoln's dick replied with a pulse.
"May I?" The question was asked with politeness.
The Loud nodded.
With gentle movements, Pacowski took hold of Lincoln's dick in an underhand gripped with his warm palm and started to softly stroke it.
Lincoln shivered, the sensations washing over him. The way his coach gently stroked him, he never felt like this when he touched himself. A hand that was not his own felt so… different.
Pacowski could watch this for hours, this adorable kid struggling to keep standing straight just from his strokes. He decided to turn it up a notch and used his other hand to grab his boy pearls. With care, he began to massage his balls.
This nearly drove Lincoln insane. He squirmed as his coach kneaded his ballsack. His testicles being groped made his dick even more sensitive in turn. He felt something coming, but before cumming was on his mind, Pacowski suddenly stopped, much to his disappointment. He nearly whined for him to continue but didn't get the chance to.
"You came here to take a shower, didn't you?" He said. "Why don't you start it so the water warms up?" He said, leaning back.
Getting the idea, Lincoln turned with his stiff dick and walked into the shower room. With every step he took his privates bobbed up and down, and Pacowski wished he had the angle to see that.
Stepping inside, Lincoln started one of the showerheads, and cold water ran down, nearly hitting him, but he stepped back before it did.
Just then, steps could be heard from behind him, and he turned to see Pacowski fully naked at the shower entrance, exposing himself to the Loud.
Lincoln stared at him up and down from inside the shower. He had a bit of chest hair, and his pubic hairs were not too long being slightly trimmed. He had a bit of fat and muscle on his belly, but of course, anyone could tell that with him wearing clothes or not. Lincoln didn't mind, he wasn't big enough for him to be turned off in the slightest. Then looking at his erect dick, it was about the average length of an adult penis, but its girth was bigger than average.
Pacowski noticed him staring, and walked up to him, now the two naked males were in the shower together.
"Is the water warm yet?" He asked, putting a hand under the running water.
"I think so," Lincoln said, following him and testing the water. "Yup, it is." The water in the locker room showers could never get extremely hot, for both the boys and girls, because the school's budget couldn't afford it. Nonetheless, it was warm enough for the two to get soaked in it, which they promptly did, then stepped where the water would hit their bodies but not their eyes.
Pacowski cupped Lincoln's cheek and gazed into his eyes. "Let's continue." He purred, turning his hips and resting his cock on the boy's other cheek.
Lincoln's eye level was the same as Pacowski's cock, so he decided it was his turn to serve his partner.
With the shower noise in the background, he grasped the bigger cock. Lincoln started jerking him off and enjoyed every gasp coming out above him.
Pacowski shivered in pleasure. Lincoln's warm palms pumping him was better than he could have ever dreamed of.
He then started to fondle his balls, which elicited a grunt from his coach.
Pacowski clenched his buttcheeks, and he was loving every second of Lincoln touching him. He interrupted Lincoln's play by reaching down and grabbing him by his armpits. Lifting him to his level, he crashed his lips into his, with his dick rubbing a little between Lincoln's upper legs.
Tenderly, he brought the two of them to the wall under the showerhead and broke the kiss. Without a word, he pinned Lincoln's back on the wall and hoisted him higher, being careful not to accidentally lift him into the showerhead.
Now, Lincoln's little prick was at his eye level. Licking his lips, he dove in, engulfing his dick with his mouth.
Lincoln cried out and clutched Pacowski's brown hair, cheeks blushing red. As his coach continued with his blowjob, he could only jerk and flail. His legs were under his coach's arms and wrapped around his sides. He felt Pacowski's head stop and then realized his tongue swirling around his cockhead for a bit, then continued to bob his head up and down.
"C-Coach!" He gasped out, arching his back at the amazing blowjob he was receiving.
Pacowski leaned back and took Lincoln's dick out of his mouth, now licking his entire shaft from the base to the head. He did this for a couple of seconds, getting more moans out of Lincoln, before shoving the dick back into his mouth.
He clenched his eyes shut, his legs wrapped tightly at Pacowski's sides as he groaned in bliss. His wet dick throbbed every time he bobbed his head down. It felt as if his lower half was melting.
Pacowski wasn't finished just yet, as he reeled back, sucking at just the tip of Lincoln's dick and taking the time to stare up at him with lidded eyes. He shoved his tongue against the slit, rubbing in all directions, to which Lincoln couldn't help but jerk his head backward as he cried out to the ceiling in ecstasy.
"D-don't stop! I'm about to- Nnngh!" His knees buckled.
Pacowski took this as the final stretch, he bobbed his head down, now deepthroating Lincoln's cock, which wasn't hard considering it was a ten-year-old's size. His lips now brushing the base of Lincoln's crotch, he extended his tongue so it could lick the bottom of his tiny ballsack.
The sensations were too much for Lincoln, his legs wrapped harder around Pacowski's sides and his toes curled as much as they could. He exhaled sharply as dissolved into the pleasure, shooting his cum down his coach's throat, the man greedily gulping his boy milk without a second thought. He panted, his whole body trembling. It never felt so good when he just used his hands, but after that, his head was spinning, his legs were shaking and he felt like falling into a pit of nothingness.
"Mm…" Pacowski gave one last suck on the flaccid dick, making Lincoln shudder once more from the sensitivity before he licked his lips. "Someone had a good time."
However, he couldn't do anything like that just yet. First, he had to pay off a debt to an amazing man.
Pacowski brought Lincoln down to the floor, helping him stand straight on his wobbly legs, his flaccid penis wiggling around uncontrollably.
"Alright," Lincoln breathed. "Your turn, coach."
Pacowski knew Lincoln was still recovering from his daze, but he wasn't one to refuse. Helping Lincoln stay up by holding his shoulders, he stood still with his mighty cock in Lincoln's crimson face.
He began to work. Taking the meaty cock in his hands, he started stroking like earlier. Taking one of his hands, he started to play with his heavy balls.
Pacowski's breaths were getting sharper. He moaned and took one of his hands to pet Lincoln's head soothingly. He felt Lincoln lift his dick so it pointed to the ceiling and followed up with sucking on one of his testicles, making him shudder. "Yeah, just like that, kiddo." He gasped out.
Lincoln kept pumping his cock, and swapped to the other orb, his mouth sucking on the salty organ for a bit, before letting his cock drop naturally, hitting him on the nose and making him flinch, which Pacowski saw as adorable.
Regaining his composure, he smooched the tip, making the cock beat. He kept his mouth around the cockhead as he made out with it, following his coach's lead and licking the slit, making him jerk his knees in response.
Eventually, he opened his mouth, careful not to accidentally graze his teeth on his precious snack, and took the head of the cock in.
Pacowski moaned as he stared at Lincoln, who had his eyes shut in deep concentration for his work. Slowly, the boy started pushing his head forward. So he caressed his white-haired head for comfort.
Lincoln kept going forward, his cheeks puffed as he took in the girth of his cock. It was a bit salty like his balls, and he got a hint of Pacowski's musk through his nostrils, but he loved it. Along his lips, he could make out the veins of the meaty cock he was ingesting. His tongue could barely go around the sides of the cock, unlike what Pacowski performed on him earlier, but he did his best. Plus, the taste along his tongue was too addicting to pass up. Soon, he felt the head of the cock hit the back of his throat, and he gagged a tad.
"C-careful," Pacowski advised with concern.
Lincoln would have nodded, if not for the thick cock in his mouth. He took his head back so his lips only wrapped around the head once again. Now knowing his limits, he started to bob his head up and down, trying his best to please his gym teacher.
It didn't seem he was failing, as Pacowski was quivering. He felt Lincoln's miniature slick tongue along the bottom of his dick. He moaned and continued to brush his snow-white hair lovingly as he received his blowjob, he could tell it was Lincoln's first time doing so. The kid was inexperienced, some spit slobbering due to gravity, but it felt incredible despite that. As Lincoln continued, Pacowski's breathing picked up, and he was getting closer to his climax.
Lincoln stopped suddenly, and Pacowski noticed it was because he needed air, watching him breathe through his nose for a second. "Take your time, buddy. You're doing great!" He cooed, the shower still making noise in the bathroom. The boy pulled back and he stared down at him, whose cute little dick was still flaccid from his orgasm.
Lincoln blushed with a sheepish smile. "Thanks." He took a few more seconds for himself before diving back in.
"Ah!" Pacowski cried. "I'm getting close."
Lincoln bobbed his head up and down. He retreated and licked the precum off the tip of his cock, as if it was a sugary treat on top of a dessert. He gave kisses on the sides and under of his cock, with his final destination being his big hairy orbs. He sucked on them, switching from one to the other when it felt right to him. His ears caught the moans from above, which urged him on.
Soon, Pacowski swallowed hard. "I'm close, Linc." He grunted as a warning.
Lincoln pulled back and started pumping once more, after a few seconds, Pacowski breathed in as ripples of his cum shot out, flying forward and landing on Lincoln's bare chest. He came for a couple of seconds, and his breaths started to slow down. He stood steadily for a bit, taking in what just occurred.
He looked down at Lincoln, who looked back up at him with a smile.
"Enjoy that?" The Loud asked.
"I sure did. You were amazing."
The Loud cutely blushed and rubbed his arm timidly.
Taking his hand in his own, Pacowski guided him back into the line of fire of the shower. "Come on, let's get you cleaned up now for real. Especially after our fun." He said, motioning towards his cum on Lincoln's chest. The shot was now engrained into his mind, and he was sure the next time he thought of it he would instantly be turned on.
Lincoln nodded at the idea and got under the shower with his coach. His dick was now starting to get hard again, not going unnoticed by Pacowski.
He hugged Lincoln from behind and started groping him, bringing out a giggle from him. But he knew what was better for the both of them.
"Alright, let's not screw around anymore. We should get going soon."
"Yeah," Lincoln said. "That's fine with me."
Pacowski fondled Lincoln a little more, soon turning him so the shower hit his chest where his cum sat, and proceeded to wash it off.
Lincoln let Pacowski do whatever he wanted, and his dick gave away his excitement from it. Even without soap, his coach washed his body thoroughly. He started with his back as he promised. With only water, he washed his back, then went to his chest. Moving around to his waist, he grabbed his firm buttcheeks, making Lincoln hold back a gasp, went down and got his legs, and even went under his armpits which made him laugh out loud. And finally, he even went everywhere around his groin, but intentionally ignored his erection, teasing Lincoln without mercy. He meant what he said earlier, it was time they head out of here. Before they get carried away and get caught, which was the last thing they both wanted.
They quickly finished up, and made their way back to the lockers, and started to get dressed.
Pacowski finished dressing up before Lincoln did, who was still a little bit wobbly from earlier. He got up and made sure he looked okay, before looking at Lincoln and saying, "I'm going to head out now. You gonna be fine on your own?" He asked.
"I should be okay," Lincoln replied.
"Cool. Guess I'll see you?" He said.
Lincoln gave a nod with a smile, only in his undies and in the middle of pulling his pants up. "Yeah, see ya!"
Pacowski bent down and gave him a peck on the cheek, before walking out of the locker room, leaving Lincoln alone.
The kid sighed in happiness. He had fun, and he couldn't wait to have some more if Pacowski was willing to. And almost as nice as that, he had a nice weekend to look forward to as well, since it was Friday.
He sat down, his pants now properly on as he began to put on his shirt. He wouldn't be able to sleep tonight that's for sure.
I hope you enjoyed, there's still more to come!