COACH!
Copyright© 2022 by aroslav
Chapter 13
Coming of Age Sex Story: Chapter 13 - 2022 Clitorides Award for Best Romantic Story! Dennis has new responsibilities as he is tapped to manage all the team managers and to take over conditioning for the department. A couple of coaches aren't sure about that last bit and are committed to training their own teams, but it's a whole new Dennis who steps on the floor to lead the exercises. Classmates may not even recognize him!
Caution: This Coming of Age Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft ft/ft Teenagers Consensual Fiction School Sports Harem Polygamy/Polyamory
THIRTEEN BONE-WEARY TEENS filled two pews at Trinity Lutheran Church Sunday morning. They had all come for just one reason: to hear Peg sing. The minister was okay, but Peg was amazing.
Rev. Donnelly mentioned the work the crew had done to help the Abernathys the previous day and thanked them for a godly service. After church, several people stopped to thank them for taking care of another older person. The crew mostly just smiled and nodded. They were really too tired to engage and knew they’d be doing the same kind of hard work the next Saturday when they planted the winter legume to restore nitrogen in the soil. Dennis assured them that he could plant alone as it only required ten to twelve pounds of seed per acre.
They headed to Dennis’s house to plan weekly menus and go grocery shopping. It had become a group activity they all looked forward to each week.
“Do you suppose we should be taking meals over to the Abernathys?” Leanne asked. “I mean, if they are both kind of sick, we could raise some money and buy and prepare meals for the two of them at the same time that we fix the week’s menu and buy groceries here, couldn’t we?”
“Leanne, that is a wonderful idea,” Dot said. “I can’t tell you how much I appreciate you all planning menus and doing the shopping for us each week, but the truth is we don’t really need that any longer. I’m pretty much back to feeling myself again—even though I’m a little lonely at times. But I could be planning our family meals. Then you would be able to devote your time and resources to helping someone else in need.”
“Oh, Ms. Dottie, you know we don’t do it just because you need it. We do it because we love you and Peg and Dennis. And there is almost always one of us here for dinner each night. It only makes sense for us to help out in any way we can,” Natalie said. “But if you let us use the kitchen on Sunday afternoons for more than your meals, I’m sure we could prepare meals for someone else. Just a frozen hotdish for each night would probably be all that’s needed.”
“You are wonderful girls,” Dot said. “I love you all.”
They decided to float the idea with the women’s society and see if someone might find a way to inquire as to whether the Abernathys could use the help and if members of the church might fund it. Lana was elected to talk to her mother as representative.
Dennis reserved some time Monday evening to go talk to Mr. Dietz at the Chevrolet dealership. He was chairman of the Boosters for both the Wolverines and the Angelines. He’d also been extremely kind to Dot after their car had been impounded for a while after the drug raids. He’d even had their car reconditioned and cleaned before giving it back to Dot. Dennis had decided he needed a car and Mr. Dietz was the logical person to talk about it.
“I see,” Dietz said after Dennis had explained the situation. “That trip into Boone could become hazardous this winter—especially if Brenda is making the roundtrip twice. That’s a lot of miles to put on her car, too. You know you’ll need to get your mom to sign for any car you purchase as well, right?”
“Yes, sir. She’s fine with that, but I have to do the shopping and make the decision. Of course, she has veto power,” Dennis laughed.
“I don’t have anything on the lot I think is right for you. You can go out and look around, but why don’t I take these specifications and see what I can find and have shipped in. You’ve given me your email address, so I’ll send you a picture as soon as I find something. Are you sure I can’t interest you in a van so you can haul your girlfriends around all at once?”
“That sounds good, but I’m afraid the economy of a car trumps the size. I know it needs to be heavy enough to hold the road in snow and ice, but I’d rather it got more than eight miles per gallon,” Dennis said.
“Let me look around. I’m sure I can find something that meets your parameters at a reasonable price.” Dietz shook Dennis’s hand and went straight to work searching the upcoming auctions for anything reasonable.
Dennis sighed as he walked home. He wasn’t sure if this was just a way of Mr. Dietz brushing him off or if the man was really going to try to find something. He’d hit up the girlfriends to see if one would like to take him into Ames on Sunday.
Time collapsed on itself. School, workouts, games. School, workouts, games. It seemed like it would never end. Tuesday evening, the volleyball team played at home and even with Daphne back at light play, they just couldn’t seem to pull things together. Daphne had more experience and understanding of the game than any of the other girls because her mother had coached her for years, but she still wasn’t ready for a full game. They dropped the match to the Bulldogs in three straight games.
Wednesday the cross country meet was run at 5:30 instead of 6:30 in order to get all the races in before twilight. It was still close with sixteen full teams and a few partial teams participating in the meet at the County Fairgrounds. Janice was within thirty seconds of the first place winner but it was a tight field and at 20:26, she settled for fifth. Tori was only a minute behind and got tenth. Diane and Judith managed fourteenth and seventeenth, but Liz was back in forty-fourth place giving the team a total of 90 points and a fourth place finish out of the thirteen full girls’ teams.
Dennis finally cracked the seventeen minute mark at 16:59, but his nemesis from the Eagles was on top of his game and ran in 16:22 for first. The Bartley guys just weren’t as fast as their female counterparts. The team managed 331 points for thirteenth of sixteen full teams. Dennis was determined to get his time down further, but really hadn’t been working as hard on his running as he had been on physical conditioning for the teams. He wondered how he was going to squeeze more running time into his day.
The volleyball team traveled to the Lightning on Thursday and dropped another match in three straight. They were becoming disheartened and Pat was having difficulty keeping their enthusiasm up. As was inevitable with this group, their heads were already turning to basketball.
The Wolverines football team was home against the Knights Friday night. When it began to rain in the fourth quarter, most of the fans left the game with Bartley trailing 10-41. The crew chose Dennis’s house for their campout that night since they were going to all help seed the Abernathys’ field in the morning.
Though it was crowded, they all elected to sleep in Dennis’s room so they could be naked without worrying about Peg or Dot walking in. Thirteen naked teens built up a lot of heat in the room. They kept the window open a little, but didn’t dare open it wide because of the rain, which continued all night. Dennis found himself in the center of his bed as he worked hard to satisfy Natalie and then Tori. There was a lot of loving going around the room, but this particular lovemaking had an added feature.
Dennis lay on his back as Natalie slid up and down his pole and Tori was being warmed up by Daniella. But sitting naked beside his head were Debbie on one side and Lana on the other. Each girl had a hand in her pussy and the other fondling her breasts. And both were intently watching the hard cock sliding in and out of their girlfriends. Dennis was almost too distracted by the girls beside him to focus on the girl riding him. He could turn his head in either direction and see a beautiful open pussy.
It wasn’t until Tori had ridden him for ten minutes and reached her fulfillment that Dennis joined her, thrusting up hard. Both Lana and Debbie came again. Then, as they settled down for sleep, it was Lana and Debbie under his arms, cuddled up so he could have a hand on their breasts.
In the morning, the rain continued. Dennis’s phone rang early and he reached around sleepy Lana to get it from the nightstand. He gulped when he saw it was Lana’s father on the line.
“Dennis, I went out checking fields this morning and I wanted to check in with you before you went over to Abe’s. I don’t think you can plant today. There’s too much risk of getting the equipment bogged down in the field,” Randy said. “If the rain lets up, we can assess it, but please don’t try to plant in this weather.”
“Yes, sir. I guess we’ll just get another hour of sleep and clean houses or something.”
“I’m sure you’ll find something productive to do. By the way, I’m told the church kitchen will be available to your group for making meals for shut-ins. That should keep you occupied,” Randy said. He disconnected and Dennis sighed as he sank back in bed.
Lana wiggled closer to him and kissed him. She encouraged him to touch her breasts as they kissed. He could feel her humping against his leg, though she was careful not to get too near his cock. Nonetheless, she was intent on her own pleasure and continued desperately kissing and humping until she drenched his leg with her come.
“Oh, god! Oh! I ... You ... Oh, Dennis, I love you!” she said as she attacked his mouth again. It was at that point that she made contact with his rock hard cock and jerked back to look at it. She gingerly reached out to touch it. “I didn’t ... I’m sorry ... I should ... You need...” She didn’t seem able to get a complete sentence out as she lightly touched his hardness.
“What you just did was beautiful and exciting. You don’t owe me anything for it,” he said. He held her and continued to pet her perfect breasts. “So beautiful, Lana. Just so beautiful.”
She sighed and began to pull away a bit. “Who called you so early in the morning?” she asked, trying to change the subject.
“Your dad.”
“Ack!” she screamed loudly enough to wake up Debbie, who just rolled over and went back to sleep. Lana scrambled upright and looked frantically around the room as if she might spy her father there.
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