One of my favorite days in high school was when we had a substitute gym teacher. This was for two reasons. First, having spent my first twelve years of life in the UK, American games like football and baseball were always alien to me. The substitute gym teachers would, for whatever reason, usually not require us to play ball games but instead always had something more fun to do.
Second, and more important, the substitute gym teachers were more often than not incredibly hot. They were usually young jocks who tended to make only one or two appearances and then were never seen again. I realize now they were probably graduate students from a nearby university who had teaching credentials.
I realize now, with most of them being in their mid to late twenties and probably single, a lot of them would've been horny young men like most of us were in our twenties. They probably thought about sex nearly constantly and jerked off on occasion. They woke up alone in their beds with hard-ons poking through their jockey shorts.
Had I realized all this back then, I might've had a difficult time on substitute gym teacher days trying to hide my erection in my phys ed uniform. The lad appearing in the photos below looks like he could've been a substitute gym teacher. He's all clean cut and wholesome when he's teaching us about how to jump rope for maximum aerobic results. But later, when he's alone, and thinking about how manly some of those lads in his classes appeared to be, well he'd have to take matters into his right hand.
