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Subject: Training the Coopers Chapter 30 Training the Coopers Author's Note: This is a work of fiction and any similarity to persons living or dead is purely coincidental and not intended. The author maintains full copyright of this material and licenses the use of it by fty as specified in information on the website. Please do not use it in any other published manner without the permission of the author. As this is erotic fiction featuring male to male sexuality, please leave this site if such stories are offensive to you. Please note that this story features sex between relatives of various connections. If this offends you, please leave this site. Some of the characters in this story are under age. If this offends you or is illegal in your jurisdiction, please leave this site. I have followed fty policy regarding these matters. If you are under age in your jurisdiction, please leave this site at once. If you enjoy this story and others like it, please consider contributing to support fty at http://donate./donate.html . Thank you! I hope you enjoy this story, which concerns a rather unusual family that trains its adolescent sons in sexual practices. To add realism to the story, much of the story is set in real cities and places of business. No implication that these places are accepting of homosexuality is implied. Should you visit any of them, please maintain normal caution and do not assume you will be accepted. This story is set in the late 1960's and early 1970's, before the AIDS crisis began. Therefore, it is strictly condom-free. However, please note that neither the author nor fty is encouraging men of the 21st century to ignore the consequences of unprotected sex. Please love yourself and your future partners enough to be careful! Just so you know, this story has 34 chapters, so please keep reading and feel free to send me your feedback or comments. None of the story has been posted until it is complete. Posting on fty takes a while, but the entire story will be posted in due time. This story is the backstory of characters who will be included in a book to be published in the Fall, 2019, tentatively titled "The Deputy Boys Book 2: The Induction." The story of the Cooper Family is entirely separate from this book, although several Coopers are characters in that book. At the beginning of each chapter and occasionally within the chapter, you will see a name written on a line by itself with no explanation. This is the name of the author of that section. The point of view shifts between various members of the family to tell the most detailed story. Hopefully, this will not prove confusing to you. Without further ado, enjoy "Training the Coopers"! Best Wishes, Kenneth Kirk Chapter 30 Donald My last year at Greenville Senior High was quite an interesting year because it was so different from the years before. As you, an astute reader, already know, the summer before my senior year, I had been trained by Darrel and Denny and had discovered that I loved being dominated sexually by older, masculine men such as Denny, Darrel, Art, Curt, Pablo, and Tony. When we began our summer football practice and Coach Randolph noticed how much I'd changed, things really began getting weird. When Darrel started training Coach Randolph, Coach Blaylock, and Coach Kern, I could hardly believe what I knew was going on in that downstairs bedroom. Soon I became intimately acquainted with Randy's, Bert's, and Joel's delicious cocks as they learned to dominate me. After a few weeks I learned to dominate a submissive Danny, which was also very satisfying sexually. I seemed to have a strong attraction to being dominated by these gorgeous, sexy men and I did love giving up the deepest part of my ass to possession by their hard-driving, ass-stretching, spunk-spewing cocks. But dominating my own younger brother felt even more natural to me. The tight, warm hole he surrendered to me gripped my cock in a way that made me shoot long and powerful blasts that practically tore my balls out by the roots. Unbelievable! I didn't know it at the time, but the passing of summer marked a sort of ending to my time of being totally dominated by others. When the coaches had finished their training and were deemed ready to begin training the other boys on the football team, I became their primary assistant and was pressed into service to help the other boys learn how to bottom, whether that was their "thing" or not. So, I was soon regularly fucking our big fullback gel Fountain, our tailback Barry Palmer, and, best of all, our quarterback Michael Morrison. gel was a big dude, 6'2" with big muscles and weighing in at more than 220 pounds. He worked out a lot and was very solid, too. In addition to playing football, he was one of our top heavyweight wrestlers and put all that muscle to good use during every match. He had big hands and feet, too. His cock was almost 7 ?" hard and maybe 5 ? in circumference, but I didn't much care as my role was not to be dominated by him but to dominate, to teach him to submit to me. He was straight, no doubts there, but he quickly adapted to his new life and became a decent cocksucker and a reluctant but uncomplaining bottom. He had average looks and dark hair, but was one of the nicest guys on the team. It was fun training him. We actually got to be pretty good friends when my dick wasn't enjoying his throat or asshole. Barry was considerably thinner and lighter than gel, standing 6'1" and weighing about 190. He had good muscles, especially his impressive thighs and calves, as well as a very firm but accommodating butt. Damn! That turned me on! With dark hair and eyes and a very cute cleft chin, he was adorable. He performed very well that season as tailback and really excelled during basketball season. His dick was probably an inch shorter than gel's but it was very pretty, being a slender tube with a slight upward curve and a shapely head that invited you to suck it. Even though he was smaller than gel, his butthole seemed to take a good-sized cock with ease and no discomfort. He became a very willing bottom and I was always glad to be his top! Unquestionably though, my favorite was Michael, our very handsome quarterback (who caused me to have major fantasies when he squatted down awaiting the snap!). He was about 5'11" and probably weighed about 160. Michael's light brown hair and blue eyes gave him a very light look I found intriguing for some reason. His facial features were well-proportioned and all combined to give him better looks than 95% of the guys I'd ever seen. Like Barry, his cock was pretty average in size, but still shapely and smooth. Again, I didn't really care about his cock as it was his ass that I was expected to bursa escort get to know. (I can't believe I'm going to tell you this!) Of all the guys in my circle of love that year, I was most enamored with Michael's delicious ass, and I mean that literally, not figuratively. I could hold his firm butt cheeks apart and sink my lips and tongue on his pucker all day if allowed. His pucker was smooth and hairless, but encircling it was some pretty thick bush I loved to tickle with the end of my tongue. And the best part was how Michael would respond. He would squirm and push his ass toward me as if he was afraid I was having trouble reaching it. It was the damnedest thing! Oh, he would moan so loud and strong it would almost scare me. And he would get so excited he'd start pounding the bed and crying out, "Oh, yes!" every few seconds for as long as I wanted to munch on him. After one of those good, long tongue-fucks he would beg me for "more fingers" and then finally yell out, "Stick your fucking dick in my ass!" You were sure from his tone of voice this was no request or mere suggestion, it was a damned command and you'd best comply. The best part of all was that once I had put my dick in there, he would often take over all the work, pumping back on my throbber with a monumental grunt and then pulling off with a warbling groan. We had some spectacular times together that year, even after his training was complete. About once a month, he'd ask me if he could come over and I'd always check with Darrel and Denny and then say yes. On those times, we would all get to have a great time in his unbelievable asshole! Oh, fuck! What a memory! gel and Michael had steady girlfriends and bragged to other guys about all the sex they were getting from them. I would just smile and wink at them, usually getting a blush in return. It was great fun and I did love the feel of their ass walls around my pounding cock. For some reason, especially, I felt like a very masculine stud when I was pounding our hot, hot quarterback. Throughout that fall, at home I was getting pounded regularly by Denny and Darrel while I topped Danny regularly and got sucked by one of the twins once a week or so. At school, I would get fucked by one of the coaches a couple of times a week while I would fuck gel, Michael, or Barry every day after practice. On weekends one of them usually spent a night with us, where they would bottom for Denny, Darrel, me, and sometimes one of the coaches. At first none of them were very comfortable bottoming, but it didn't take long before I noticed each of them had become eager to spread his cheeks for tongues, fingers, and needy cocks, especially the amazing Michael. It's my belief that when proper preparations are made, any guy can reach his highest levels of sexual satisfaction by bottoming. But this only happens when the top is caring, concerned, and has been trained well. So, just like my brothers and me and, actually, Coach Bert and Coach Joel, the first three players to be trained all became comfortable with cock in their asses and, indeed, turned into surprisingly accommodating bottoms. By the time Michael came back for his second weekend with us, he actually begged for more cock several times. I swear he was insatiable and I lost track of how many times he came. It was a bit of a mind-fuck to see how eager these guys became, especially Michael. Led by Michael, gel, Barry, and me, our Tigers became the surprising top team in our district, winning every game except the second game, which we lost to the big high school in Charlotte. We only lost that game by 7 points, which wasn't bad given the school was twice as big as ours. We played a nail-biting game in the state finals against Columbia Central High. In the end, we lost the game with a score of 32 to 31 on a last second field goal by Central's All-State kicker. In the spring, gel received a scholarship to Auburn while Michael was tapped by both Clemson and Georgia Tech (he selected Tech) and Barry got a scholarship to the U. of South Carolina. Privately, they all credited their training for such an outstanding senior year and the resulting scholarships. I also got an offer from USC, but rejected it because I wanted to go to UNC in Asheville where I could join David's sex club. Besides, I didn't like football that much and wanted to be able to concentrate on my studies so I could get into medical school eventually. About the beginning of November, three of the juniors who played football and were also on the wrestling team entered the training regimen. Steve Kelley played defensive back and wrestled as a heavyweight but didn't have good strength, so the coaches decided he needed the training. He was 5'10" and had good weight (about 210), but was flabby so needed to slim up and build some muscle. He went on the weight training under Darrel's direction at the beginning of the school year, but didn't start "submission training" until later, after the three seniors had finished. By the time November rolled around, Steve had dropped about 20 pounds of flab and increased his biceps and chest measurements noticeably. He was a cute blue-eyed blonde, though his hair was a sort of dark blond. Steve had dated Cindy Wallace since about sixth grade. Oliver MacKenzie was a junior guard and wrestler Coach Randolph and Coach Blaylock thought needed to get some discipline to be a better team player. He was a rather stocky kid with brown hair and brown eyes, standing 5'9" and weighing about 180, I think. He was a guard on the football team and a middleweight wrestler who was sometimes very good and sometimes very bad. He was dating Marcy Malone during the summer and early fall, but over Thanksgiving they had some kind of falling out and broke up. The third junior was Samuel Duffer, who was a receiver on the football team, played basketball, and was a welterweight wrestler. He was 5'11" and probably weighted 140 when school started that year. He also needed to build some strength and be cured of a certain rambunctiousness. He wore his brown hair down to his shoulder blades, but controlled it in a pony tail most of the time. Some of the guys teased him about looking like a girl, which, of course, he hated. I didn't find him particularly attractive, but he did learn to give pretty good head, so I didn't mind dominating him when assigned the task. By the time of the spring wrestling season, Steve, Samuel, and Oliver had become much stronger and made significant wins in various tournaments. gel also wrestled in the heavyweight class while Michael was a middleweight wrestler. gel, Michael, and Barry became the coaches' primary assistants for the training of Steve, Oliver, and Samuel. I was still involved to keep gel, Michael, and Barry bursa escort bayan from forgetting how to submit to a man in authority. I loved it! Thanks to dramatic improvements in their strength and abilities to handle their opponents' bodies, gel, Michael, Steve, Oliver, and Sam led Greenville Senior High to a state championship in wrestling. In the spring, juniors Johnny Ramsey (our second string QB and a pole vaulter), Wyatt Carlton (football kicker and baseball second baseman), and Nathan Green (running back and basketball guard) were inducted into the growing club at GSHS. Johnny was another brown-haired, blue-eyed cutie who was 5'11" and slender, probably 155 pounds. At first he was resistant to the idea of mansex, but even his father told him to get over himself and do what he needed to do to improve his athletic prowess. Even after a lot of experience, he was still not a very good cocksucker, but he made up for that deficiency once he began bottoming. Much like Michael, he took to bottoming like that proverbial duck takes to water. I wonder if it's just coincidence that our quarterbacks love being on their backs, or is there something about being the QB that gives one a predilection to taking cock up the ass? Who cares? They were both a real treat to slide your slick dick into, anytime and anyplace! Wyatt was a little guy, at least by comparison with the Cooper clan. He was about 5'7" and probably only weighed about 125, but he was a great kicker for the football team. He was also delightfully cute with dark hair like mine and blue eyes like mine, too. He was small, but wiry. He played second base on the baseball team, but really wasn't that good. At first I couldn't figure out why the coaches had picked him for the training, but then I realized he could be a real trouble-maker amongst the team members with his tendency to mouth off to anybody about anything. By the time his training ended, he had become the most congenial guy in the school, so I think the coaches got what they wanted. And a turn topping this little guy was always a treat because he quickly learned that submitting to a talented top man would guarantee an awesome few minutes capped with an unforgettable orgasm. Nathan looked like he belonged in Ireland or Scotland with his bright reddish blond hair, hazel eyes, and pale skin covered in faint brown freckles. He was also a slender kid who was about 6' tall and probably weighed 145. His girlfriend Elaine O'Shaunessy had darker red hair that hung halfway down her back and was this giant mass of curls. They definitely made a very striking couple. I don't think Nathan enjoyed a minute of his sexual training, but he tolerated it without any complaints. He didn't develop to be a very enjoyable partner either, but I found I really liked him as a person. Of the first nine guys we trained, it seemed only Michael, Johnny and Wyatt had any natural attraction for men. Wyatt had a particular affinity for bottoming once he got over his initial hesitancy. All the boys learned to accept the submissive role in masculine sexuality without protest or resentment. I think all but Nathan learned to enjoy it, even though most of them (except Michael and Wyatt) liked the dominant role much better. Midway through the spring semester, the final round of training for the year began with three more juniors. Charles Eustis was a welterweight and a wide receiver on the football team. He stood about 5'9" and weighed about 135. He had brown hair and eyes and was rather plain, but a great guy to be around. He didn't let his dull looks hold him back and was one of the most assertive guys in school. He would be the first guy to talk to the new girl and he seemed to be able to get a date with anyone he wanted, although it should be noted that he never had more than three or four dates with the same girl. He didn't seem to be attracted to guys, but he was an energetic cocksucker and also bottomed with some skill after awhile. Because of the training, the following year he had a strong finish to the wrestling season, placing second in the state championship. Christopher Logan was a running back and also on the basketball team; however, at only 5'11" he was not a basketball star. He had wavy blond hair and light blue eyes, which I found very attractive. He worked hard at learning to deep throat and became pretty good at it. Christopher thought he might be bisexual, although it took him a while to become comfortable bottoming, especially for those of us with bigger dicks. Still I think his acknowledgement of attraction to guys gave him more motivation when he was learning to submit. Other than Michael, Christopher was one of the most attractive guys in school, at least to me. I always enjoyed topping him and on his weekends with us, he seemed to really like being with Denny and Darrel. He was seeing Anna Hellerman during the holidays that year, but broke things off as he got more involved in the training. One day he told me he wanted to concentrate on his experiences with the guys for a while. Lincoln Kendrick was a guard on the basketball team and a middleweight wrestler. He was a stocky 5'10", 180-pounder with medium brown hair he wore full all around his head. I hadn't seen his ears in a couple of years before I became one of his dominants. In just a few months, he tightened up his body and was quite studly by the end of the spring semester. He never really got into servicing other men, but he did become submissive, so he would perform as required without any complaints. My brother Danny, who thought he might really prefer men to women, liked to bottom and was brought into the other guys' training when they were ready to begin learning to dominate. Danny became quite popular to this group of young studs as they learned the joys of fucking a willing tight asshole. And Danny was thrilled with his role in this whole process, too. Our two horny QBs also offered their services for the other boys as they learned to dominate. I thought that was the most telling thing to come out of the whole year's wild and crazy personal training. Of course, the assistant coaches moved on from being dominated by Randy, Darrel, and Denny to dominating their sexy young athletes and they both seemed to love this role, too. I happened to be aware that Randy made it a point of fucking Bert and Joel at least once a week, just to maintain his authority over them, I thought. Or maybe he just liked the feeling of his dick in their assholes. Dwight Just when we were about to get our wish to take our training to new heights ? well, actually, to new depths ? a medical emergency derailed our train-ing. (I apologize. I seem to be in a punny mood.) However, the medical emergency escort bursa was not funny as I had severe abdominal pains that resulted in an appendectomy at Greenville Memorial Hospital. The surgery and recovery went well, I guess, but it was a couple of weeks before I could touch my side without some pain. So, our training plateaued during that time, although Dwayne continued to hone his oral skills on the big dicks belonging to our brothers and parents (as I now thought of Dad and Darrel). One night when I was mostly recovered, Darrel asked us if we wanted to begin to move to the next level in our training. Of course, we enthusiastically said, "Yes!" He gave us a little lecture about the first step to bottoming (which he had explained to us months earlier) was preparation and how it was the bottom boy's responsibility to clean his colon. Then he taught us how to use an enema to clean ourselves, which was weird, but not particularly uncomfortable. He called it a "douche," which made us laugh. He said the word is funny but we should always be very serious about our preparations. Then we got naked and he took us into the upstairs bathroom, where he explained and helped us perform our first "colonics." After we all showered, he took us to the basement, where we found Denny, Donny, and Danny naked in the bed. Their hard cocks did look big to my eyes! After some kissing and cuddling, Denny directed us to rearrange ourselves so that he and Darrel were lying side by side on their backs with Dwayne and me trying our best to swallow their monster pricks. Behind us, Donny and Danny shoved our knees apart and then started kissing our butts! Oh, my goodness, that was a totally unexpected feeling. They kissed us for a long time and I couldn't help but moan and squirm and wiggle. When Danny put his tongue inside me, I thought I might die from the excitement. As good as this all felt, when Denny told them it was enough, I didn't feel like it was enough. I didn't understand exactly, but it wasn't enough for me. Denny had Dwayne move up to sit on the mattress between his legs while I moved up and sat between Darrel's legs, our backs to their chests. I could feel Darrel's big cock along my spine up to my shoulder blades, I think. Darrel put his arms around my chest and held me tight. Simultaneously, Danny leaned down in front of me and took my cock into his mouth while Donny took Dwayne's. Danny is a great cocksucker and it only took a couple of minutes for my cock to explode into his throat. It was the most intense orgasm I had experienced in the month or so since my first. Wow! If this was caused by getting "rimmed" (another new word), I was all for it! Dwayne said his cumshots in Donny's throat were extra strong, too. After a short rest, we sucked our brothers while they sucked Denny and Darrel until they all shot off. Darrel told us not to swallow, so we kept it in our mouths. Denny and Darrel kissed us and scooped out some of the cum with their tongues, then told us to swallow. After we swallowed, they had Danny and Donny share the cum in their mouths with us. It was interesting to know the cum from each of them tasted a little different. We were very excited to have experienced our first douches and rim jobs as well as all that "cum-swapping" in one evening. My vocabulary was expanding as fast as my experiences were! Later, when Dwayne and I were alone in our own bed, we talked about the feeling when our brothers were rimming us. He thought it felt like a thousand ants crawling around on his hole. I thought it was like velvet toilet paper that was wet and warm. We laughed so much I had to get up to go pee again. A week after Darrel taught us how to douche and our brothers gave us our first rim jobs, Denny brought us into his bathroom. He handed each of us a box containing a Fleet enema and stayed with us as we performed this embarrassing task. While we were working away at it, he was telling us about a fire he'd fought a couple of days before and laughed about some crazy things the guys at the station did. It was always a treat when he got to telling stories and laughing. When we took our rinse, Denny inspected the water and determined another rinse was needed. Thankfully, we passed inspection that time. Danny and Donny were called into the bedroom and Dwayne and I enjoyed another rim job. Again, we both found the sensations to be unexpectedly good. After a nice, long time, Darrel instructed our brothers to "use your fingers." In just a moment, Donny pulled his mouth away from my butthole, which made me sad. A few seconds later, I felt his cold finger against my rosebud. (I never realized before how many new words sex requires!) Anyhow it was cold and sort of slimy and the finger moved in a circle over and over for a minute or so. Then the finger stopped moving around, staying right in my center, but wiggling and pushing against me. I had no idea what to expect. After a few seconds the finger suddenly broke through and it pushed inside me! Damn! To be truthful, it sort of frightened me for a second, but then he started pulling back before pushing in even further. I could tell from Dwayne's gasp that he was probably experiencing the same thing. Donny and Danny sawed away inside us for a while and I felt the sticky lotion Don had on his finger as it smeared on my insides. After a while, Denny said, "Two" and in a few seconds, Donny shoved another finger in beside the first one. Shit! This time it sort of hurt, but not bad. Maybe it was just a little uncomfortable. Whatever it was, it went away after a few seconds and then it felt good as the fingers moved in and out of my butt. After a while, Denny said, "Enough." As Donny began slowly pulling his fingers out of me, I said, "No, Denny! Let him stay." Denny chuckled. "It's enough for today, baby." "But I like it!" I whined. "We want more," Dwayne added. "Soon," he said. "I promise." The next time we were with Denny and Darrel, we got rimmed and then they inserted their fingers into our buttholes. The sensations from one of their thick fingers rubbing in and out of our holes drove us up a wall. I cried when they refused to replace their fingers with something bigger. By late February, they taught us how to top each other, sinking our 4" hardons all the way into each other and pounding away until our cocks shot off into that dark wet and warm place deep inside. From the very first time, I loved fucking Dwayne, but I loved twice as much when he would fuck me. We felt closer than ever before, even as twins. Every night before we went to sleep, we each fucked the other, leaving our boy seed deep inside our twin, mixing our bodies even more than ever before. Puberty also seemed to give us a significant growth spurt. I think we were about 4'11" at Christmas, but we hit 5'1" around mid-March and 5'2 ?" by the time school was out for the summer. Our dicks were growing, too, and measured 4 ?" when school was out.