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It was my junior high year and I was really nervous about leaving elementary school. I had heard that things change a lot there. But I was also getting use to developing into a man myself. When I went to history class, the guy who taught it was a great looking guy. Here I am about fifteen or sixteen years old having a fantasy about a teacher of mine. This guy was hot! He had blond hair, blue eyes, and a great body build. After leaving his class it was time to go to gym. Little did I know that this same guy was also my gym teacher.

When we went to the dressing room to get dressed for gym, I would look around at all the other naked guys. What a thrill I got. It was a surprise to turn around and see my coach totally nude! Man I really started getting the hots for him. He was so hairy! He had hairy legs, a hairy chest, and eight inches between his legs. I could just feel my cock getting rock hard every time I looked at him.

One day we had just dressed and coach said to go outside to the ball field. Some guys played baseball, some played football, others just kinda did their own thing. I sat and watched the baseball game where the coach was playing. All of a sudden he pulled off his shirt. Man! That hairy chest made me so hot. I watched the sweat run down it and the sun caused it to glisten.

Soon it was time to go in and take showers. When he stripped down and got in the showers it was all I could do to keep my cock from exploding. I wanted to jump on him and start wrestling him. I wanted so much for our bodies to be locked together wrestling with each other. I could not get him off my mind the whole night. As I prepared for bed, I kept this guy in my dreams. That night I dreamed that we were all alone and that we would meet and wrestle.

In my dream, we decided to meet on a Saturday afternoon in the school gym. He was there in his gray gym shorts and no shirt. I was wearing yellow shorts. The mats had already been placed in the gym. The coach locked the doors to the gym so no one could come in on us. We took our corners, looking at each other each waiting for the moment to lock up. As we circled the mat, we stalked each other back and forth.

Suddenly our bodies made contact, locking up collar and elbow, hairy chest to hairy chest. Coach being much bigger then I had the advantage of throwing me to the mat. But it was a thrill feeling our hairy bodies wrestling with each other. As we continued fighting we both began to pull each other's hair - chest hair that is. We would roll around locked together for several minutes at a time. I was loving every moment of it. As we were wrestling, I could feel his cock through his gym shorts fighting with mine. Our bodies were all sweaty as we wrestled.

It wasn't long before we were changing our pace a little. We stood facing once again. It was like we both wanted something more. Soon we were at it again, our bodies locking together like two pythons. As we were rolling I felt him begin to pull at my shorts. He was trying to pull them off of me! I also began pulling at his. It wasn't long before we were both in nothing but jockstraps.

I could see his cock was rock hard now. So was mine. We locked up once again, and I could feel our bodies pressing together. I could feel our cocks fighting each other, hard and straining to be set free. Then coach locked his big hairy legs around my waist! As I struggled to get free, I grabbed his jock and began to pull it. I managed to tear if off him. He did the same to mine and now our cocks were free.

Soon we were bearhugging each other, hairy chests together, and our cocks were beating against each other balls and all. It was more than I could bear! We rolled together on the floor with our bodies tightly locked together. Finally, our two cocks exploded together, showering us with cum. We stayed locked together just enjoying the great feeling of our bodies together. After we released our holds we headed to the showers and continued to wrestle.

Then I woke to realize that this was only a dream. But what a wonderful dream. I still dream of this coach and how it would have been if we had really met in real action. I love to wrestle!!! Live out your dreams. One day they may come true!!!

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