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Derrick's Secret

By,

SWSP

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Based from a dream I had involving a panther and a wolf's secret relationship at a small town high school:

I can remember it since the day it happened.. A secret relationship with our school's new PE coach. He was twenty four, I was seventeen, gay, and taking the biggest risk of my young life. Since that time we've gone our separate ways mainly because we knew it wouldn't go very far before the entire town found out about us. Brecksville was a small community where word traveled fast and jobs were either kept or lost based on that word ESPECIALLY at Brecksville High School, the only major school who served the entire county.

It was the only school for miles so I was forced to go to it knowing my gayness would be a major target for bullies who didn't like gay boys like me messing up their traditional views.

What made it worse was I was the only panther in the county to be going to the school so my dark color made me an easy target along with my gayness. The only thing I could hope for was survival, that was my main objective. Somehow someway I barely squeaked by until Coach Roc changed my life forever.

I was assigned to his PE class the first semester of my senior year. I wasn't looking forward to it since I was always the PE teacher's favorite whipping boy. Our previous PE teacher had relished in making me pay the consequences for being a gay boy as he called it. That fucking fat headed bruin made me run around the track for hours on end until I was either puking my guts out or laying flat on the simmering hot asphalt of the track.

"That's what ya git fer bein' a fag in mah class" he barked over me as he kicked me in my side. "God din't make little queer eyed faggots, they was tha result of tha devil screwin' his own demons. You is a demon and deserves the ultimate punishment fer yer sins" He gloated laughing over me as I gasped for breath almost wheezing before I finally had enough of it back to fire back at him.

"You are a fat headed beer bellied bigot Crenshaw, the only reason you are even a PE coach is because your mother fucked her lesbian lover and looked in disgrace at what a fat ugly slob of a fag you were" I spat back spitting in Crenshaw's face. "Unlike you, I can be with any man I want and not have to wank off to a picture to empower my fortitude" I growled as I watched him wipe my spit off his face.

"Just fer that Lowes I'mma gonna make ya scream like tha little faggot ya are" Crenshaw gloated as he kicked me in the side of the head repeatedly drawing blood which leaked out onto the ground.

Just then the high school principle came out of her office to investigate the commotion coming from the track.. The leopard snarled as she witnessed Coach Crenshaw beating me senseless. She immediately rushed over and pulled Coach Crenshaw off me by giving him a shot in his jaw he'd never forget.

"What is the meaning of this, Crenshaw?" She asked with her teeth bared growling fiercely at the bruin.

"The faggot deserved wha he got cuz God's sinners like him deserve tha shit beat into em" Crenshaw spat rubbing his jaw.

"In thirty plus years of being a principle, I have never in my life heard such despicable words or for that matter seen such despicable conduct toward one of my students" She yelled looking down at my bloodied body and glazed over eyes staring back at her.

"Listen up Dana, I din't give a shit, he needs ta be cleansed" Crenshaw gloated almost relishing in his own sick glory.

"You're right, we do need to be cleansed, of YOU" Dana yelled cracking Crenshaw across the jaw once again knocking him to the ground. "Pack up your desk, you're fired, NOW GET UP AND GO!" Dana yelled raising a fist with her teeth bared ready to strike if Crenshaw even thought of returning lip.

Crenshaw immediately saw the old leopard was not fooling around this time and immediately got up running as fast as he could into the school all the while yelling at the top of his lungs: "THIS SCHOOL IS GOD"S SATAN PIT OF FAGGOTS"

Dana looked me over, I was in bad shape, I'd be lucky if I would be able to make it to the hospital alive. I had a lacerated jaw, several broken ribs, and massive head wounds. I was still breathing, but barely.

Dana immediately pulled out her cell phone and called the paramedics to rush me to the hospital and the police to arrest Crenshaw for a hate crime. It was touch and go for me for several weeks until I finally was able to walk out of the hospital. The doctors said it was a miracle I was able to walk out on my own. I really think someone was watching over me that day, maybe it was my long lost mother who died when I was five or maybe it was my dad who died in a car wreck when I was 16. Either way, I survived even though I sometimes get headaches and sometimes forget what I'm doing as a result of the beating I took to the head.

Because of the incident with Crenshaw, my senior year was pushed back another year until I was well enough to go back to school. I was supposed to graduate at 17 because of the way I was progressing so quickly. But thanks to Crenshaw I was going to graduate when I was 18. I had to go into court and make sure his ass was fried for a real long time. The jury agreed and he got 20 years plus an added five for the hate crime. I hope he likes gay prison cell bubbas feeling him up while they rape him in his sleep. I call it a kind of poetic justice that a jury gave me hope that one day the justice system would give others like me some hope that we are protected under the same laws as the rest of the world.

When I finally did come back to school it was the start of the new year and they had hired a new PE Coach over the summer. They called him Coach Roc and he was my new PE Coach. I really didn't know much about him other then he was a PE coach at a rival school our football team played in the next county over. I had heard he was really great with students and that he had heard about what happened to me and was furious at Crenshaw and thought what he got wasn't enough.

I figured he'd treat me extra special because of what happened, but then I never met the guy so I was nervous and scared that I had to show my scars to people in the locker room who knew I was gay and knew what Crenshaw had done to me.

Coach Roc was my only chance at surviving the rest of my high school senior year. I hoped he was everything I had heard about. As it turned out, he was more... much more!

This is the account of what transpired between myself and Coach Roc those few years ago:

I parked my car in the school parking lot making my way up the steps into the school. I was sweating bullets even though the AC was on full blast in the school. My stomach was in knots and I was shivering inside and out at having to relive the memories of what Crenshaw did to me on the track almost a full year ago that particular week. The sun had risen long ago but there were not many kids on campus yet since it was an hour before the school bell rang. I walked down the barren aisle towards my locker. I undid the lock opening it collecting my books and storing my backpack inside of it. I slammed it shut making sure I locked it up. I made my way to a back door leading to the school athletic area.

I walked outside taking a seat on a stump overlooking the fields and the track. I took a minute to look over where the incident with Coach Crenshaw had happened. Instantly the memories started to flood my mind as well as my eyes. I set my books on the ground next to the stump and buried my hands in my face crying my eyes out trying to let go of all the pain I felt inside of me.

Just then I felt a warm unfamiliar canine paw grab my shoulder making me freeze. I instantly stopped crying and started to shiver even though it was very warm in the sun. For some reason this paw felt comforting like it knew I was hurting deeply and needed some comfort. It then started to massage my shoulder as if to say "It's ok, you don't have to feel this anymore, I'm here to help you let it go".

I darted my head around and was met with a set big blue low set eyes staring down at me with a look of concern in them. A canine nose and that of wolf ears accompanied them. I instantly felt my body melt into the paw the more I stared into those big low set blue eyes of the wolf. I started purring instinctively and closed my eyes slowly getting intoxicated by the touch and suddenly the deep soothing sultry voice entering my mind.

"I'm sorry about what happened to you Derrick, I wish I could have been your coach instead of that jerk" His deep soothing voice said softly. "It wasn't your fault Derrick, it was his, had he been in my school and done that to any of my students, he would be getting a needle in him instead of 25" The voice continued making me swoon and making my body tingle all over most intensely in my groin.

His voice was so soothing, so deep, so sensual, so.. I instantly snapped out of it opening my eyes when I felt myself getting aroused. Before I had a chance to grab his paw it almost on instinct retreated from my shoulder and was gone leaving me shaking the cobwebs out of my head. I took a minute or two to regain my composure not believing what had just happened. My mind was in a fog and I was in a daze. Who was this mystery wolf? Or was I just dreaming? It was then I felt a sharp poke in the front of my shorts. I looked down dazed at my bulging shorts almost passing out from the pleasure I felt.

I closed my eyes for a minute and only saw those low set blue eyes and heard that sultry soothing deep voice intoxicating my thoughts once again. I almost hummed as my mind swirled like crazy. I wanted to see the wolf again, I wanted to see if he was real or just a dream, I wanted to.. I almost jumped out of my skin when I heard the bell ringing in the background. I looked at my watch and instantly snapped back into reality. It was 8am and time for me to book it to the school gym for homeroom class selection. I gathered my books and like the wind was running into the school towards the gym.

I made my way into the gym taking a seat in the second to last row of seats as other kids came in and filed their way into the seats next to mine on the end. While we were waiting I couldn't get the wolf out of my mind. That paw, that soothing sultry voice.. I felt my cock starting to stir, I had to think of something else, fast!

Luckily for my sake the principle came in and snapped me out of my gaze when she handed me my class schedule with the name of my homeroom teacher written on it along with the room number. She looked at me smiling as if she knew I still was thinking about Coach Crenshaw and what he did to me. I quickly smiled lightly at her as she spoke to me:

"It's ok Derrick, this year you won't have to worry about faculty who looks at you for what you are and then uses it to hurt you. We hired a new PE Coach over the summer who is dying to meet you and make things right for you. He told me to tell you, this is about who you are and making the who you are take over the what you are permanently" Principle Dana said softly petting me on the head as some kids laughed at me.

"Just a little warning to those of you who try to pick on this boy, you will be expelled and told not to come back to this school, are we clear?" Principle Dana said sternly giving the glaring look to the kids by me who instantly clammed up.

"Yes maim" They said in unison quickly getting up making their way into the hoards of students filing out of the gym.

I gave principle Dana a barely audible thank you getting up and giving her a hug. She whispered a few words of encouragement to me before I joined the hoards of kids making their way out of the gym.

Principle Dana smiled widely confident she had made the right choice for a PE coach. When everyone had cleared out she made her way back to her office hoping the new PE coach would be just what Derrick was looking for.

...

Most of the day went by uneventful which was a relief. I got to meet my homeroom teacher Mrs. Chance, a seal of all things, but a nice one at that. She taught one of my favorite subjects, Algebra. She was really good at it but so was I so I knew we'd click fine. The rest of my teachers were a mixed bag, some nice, some not so nice. The nice ones I made the habit of getting to know, the not so nice ones I just shook their hand and moved on to the next class.

At around two o' clock I looked at my class schedule and noticed PE was one of the last classes of the day, in fact, it was the last class. "Great" I thought. "The worst possible time of the day" I grumbled making my way to my locker. I dug out my backpack unzipping it revealing my gym bag full of my PE clothes. I quickly threw my backpack back into my locker slamming it shut before I begrudgingly made my way to the gym locker room to change into my PE clothes.

I made my way into the locker room last so I would have privacy to myself. I unzipped my gym bag and quickly undressed slipping on a pair of pink 70s runner's shorts and a white tank top. Luckily for me I was quite athletic and had some muscle tone from the months of physical therapy I had to do. I liked seeing the muscle and it made me into more of a gay boy with a reason to show off to the boys if I got the chance. Not that I would want to lay any of these losers in this school or have them lay me. I made my way out onto the gym floor taking my place at the end of the line of kids who were already chuckling and thinking of what names to call me which some of them were already whispering outloud. I ground my teeth and took a deep breath ready for whatever obscenities they had planned for me.

"FWEEEEEEEEEEEEP, That'll be enough of that, do you understand me?" a deep but very stern voice echoed across the gym after the whistle.

The kids froze in place as if they had heard a ghost. Some of them were trembling, others were locking their lips as tight as they would go.

Out of the shadows stepped a very very handsome young wolf. My jaw dropped and I tried not to drool as I looked over his handsome physique from what I could see of it. He was ripped and hot as far as I was concerned! He had to be at least twenty five years old. He was grey with black coloring mixed in and stood in a stance of confidence like he knew he was in charge. He was making me weak in the knees already especially when he spoke in a commanding tone.

"Since all of you seem to be in the mood to create trouble I'm going to make all of you run laps around my gym until I am satisfied the trouble you want to make is sweated out of you! BEGIN! FWWWWEEEEPPPP" The wolf commanded blowing his whistle.

I sighed, almost giving myself into his command as I broke into a jog. We made our way around the track several times for several minutes before we heard "FWEEEEEPPP" again. We stopped to catch our breath as the wolf made his way into the center of the gym satisfied he had made us sweat.

"Ok, now that I think you've sweated out all of your troubles you thought about causing... I want you ladies to give me one hundred situps and pushups as fast as you can. I will help those who need the extra help. BEGIN!, FWEEP" the wolf commanded giving his whistle a short blow.

We got down to business doing our situps and pushups. I did fine on situps but when it came to push ups I struggled. I was very tender in my knees so the hardness of the wood floor made doing them agony.

My PE teacher overheard my screams and quickly rushed over to help me. Sweat was pouring down my brow, tears were coming out of eyes as he made his way over to me. He quickly grabbed my paws and there it was, the same gentle touch I had felt while I was sitting on the stump overlooking the athletic fields. I looked up and there he was. The big blue low set eyes were a dead giveaway that this was the wolf who had comforted me. I looked into his eyes and instantly felt no pain as he gently guided me to do the right motion never losing his intense glare.

I felt my eyes scanning his body at their own will as I did a few push ups with his help. I got glimpses of his well defined legs and chiseled chest. I continued my scan down his impressive body stopping for a minute to briefly look at his smooth slightly chubby stomach which made me lick my lips knowing he was not so much of a health nut and it made my heart flutter when I looked at his well defined pecs barely contained in the gym tank top he wore. My eyes ventured further down and froze on the front of his shorts. My mind went foggy as I saw the outline of his bulge. It wasn't very big at just about five inches dormant but the way it hugged and curved against the front of his shorts made my head spin as well as my own manhood start to stir intensely. The smell of his musk made me drool like mad inside my mind and outside as well. I was getting a pleasure overload the more I stared at his assets and when I saw part of his balls sticking out up the leg of his shorts he quickly took my chin in his paw and guided my eyes away from that particular area.

"Keep going Lowes, you ain't done yet.. You've got the motion down, if you need anymore help, just call my name, you can call me Coach Roc" He said softly but sternly smiling at me getting up making his way back to where he stood in the middle of the gym.

As he made his way back to the middle of the gym I marveled at his well defined bubble butt filling out his shorts. I could see the outline of his ass through it. The crack was so visible I could of sworn he lifted his tail and gave me a wiggle. He wasn't wearing any underwear which made me almost lose my balance when I got an ever better view then I imagined.

"FWEEEP, ok ladies, class is about over so you can stop doing your pushups, we'll resume those next class" Coach Roc said laughing as he heard everyone collapse in exhaustion on the ground. I made damn sure not to do the same as I felt the tip of my cock reminding me what would happen if I did so I went for the Indian style. Once we caught our breath Coach Roc motioned for us to stand up. He looked over at me and winked.. It made my cock jump as I stood up. I looked at him blushing furiously. I was lucky none of the other kids noticed. I had to really fight to keep my own manhood from sticking out of my shorts because I wasn't wearing any underwear either. I tried to rest my cock against my leg. It didn't work so I had to stick it between my legs, not easy especially when it throbbed and spat pre cum down onto the bottom of my shorts. The more I stared at Coach Roc, the more my eleven inches of kitty cock didn't want to cooperate.

I had to go rub one out badly and Coach Roc just stood there glancing at his watch and then glancing at me briefly as he went over next class goals. He must have known I was in an awkward spot and was enjoying seeing me in such a mess.

A few minutes later the bell rung and the class made their way out of the gym into the locker room while I stood there staring at Coach Roc who was almost smiling at the mess I was in. He winked at me one more time saying something I couldn't register before he turned and walked out of the room giving me a clear view of his ass cheeks twitching as he walked away. He raised his tail and wiggled his ass one last time before he disappeared out of the room. I was light moaning at this point and really needed to rub my pent up arousal out. I couldn't hold on much longer.

Once the last kid made his way out of the locker room I released my cock from my legs feeling my pre squirt against the front of them as I hastily made my way into the locker room. I quickly dropped my shorts and ran as fast as I could into the shower gripping my raging eleven inches of manhood pulsing in my paw. I turned the shower on and faced the wall knowing my impending orgasm was going to be loud and huge.

It only took a few pumps and a squeeze before I exploded all over the shower wall sending jet after jet down the drain. I just kept shooting load after load for three intense times moaning deeply as I did. The more I thought about Coach Roc the more I wanted to keep pawing until I was dry. Even after I calmed down and washed the wall and my lower half of the evidence my cock still stood erect as if what I did was just a warm up.

I wanted Coach Roc bad, really bad and I couldn't leave the school without at least getting another glimpse of him and maybe more then that. I quickly put on my clothes and threw my nasty sweaty pre soaked shorts into my bag. Maybe Coach Roc would like to smell them.. My mind was racing, and my dick was throbbing. One way or the other I was going to pay Coach Roc back even if it had to be a secret. I made my way out of the locker room headed for Coach Roc's office..

To Be Continued..