Tyler giggled. “Your cock is so much bigger than mine.”“What did you expect,” chuckled Jim.“Nothing less, Coach! You’re a real man!”“T...anks, sexy boy,” remarked the powerfully built guy as he moved hard into Tyler.Indeed Tyler’s appendage was more clitty than cock. It was a measly, wiry four-and-a-half-inches.The coach rammed the slight bottom boy.“Oh my god,” yelled Tyler. “This is why I’m gay!”“Oh yeah,” grinned Jim.“Yes, sir! I love your body, Coach! Fuck me!”“It’s not as tight as it used to. The sounds of some raucous thrash metal assaulted our ears."SORRY ABOUT THIS." I shouted as I raced to switch off the second-hand sound system that some generous parent had endowed us with. "OK which dickhead left it on this time?" I asked the room. "Didn't you hear the bells?" No one answered and half of them looked quite sheepish. "I wouldn't care one way or the other, but you've missed registration and now I'll get in the neck at the next liaison meeting. If they decide to take this thing. “Big date tonight?” she asked as Sue began to strap on a pair of high-heeled sandals.“Harry’s coming over to pick me up and take me to dinner and then go dancing. His parents have the kids for the night,” Sue explained.“Ooh, la, la! Sounds to me like you plan on doing the horizontal tango tonight.”Sue brushed her hair out in the mirror. “Sounds good to me!” The pair laughed, then Sue tossed her gym clothes in her bag, and they left the locker room.The pair walked down the second-floor balcony. Most of the girls were dressed the same as I. Some had white jackets. Monica finished quickly and headed out. I tried not to look rushed, but I didn't want to loose her. After dumping my tray in the designated area (just like in elementary school), I went out into the hall and entered the training center. I expected the worst, but was surprised to find a small sloping lecture hall with a stage, podium, white board, and screen. I spent the next two hours watching a training video. Most of it was.