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Coach Adams Humiliation -- Chapter 23
By R. A. Swain
Danny West sat at the desk in his bedroom reviewing the e-mail he sent early that morning, wondering if his mark would take the bait. When the doorbell rang he tensed up. Show time, he thought. If things went the way he wanted it was going to be awesome, and if it backfired he was going to be in deep shit. It all depended on how desperate Dave Clark would be to protect his son.
Danny answered the door knowing who was there. "Hey Mr. Clark, I see you got my message." He was smug. He knew he had to come across smug to pull this off.
"You little shit, what the fuck did you expect me to do when I saw that video of you fucking my son," Dave Clark said, pushing past Danny into the foyer.
"Come in," Danny said, sarcastically. "Make yourself comfortable. Let's go up to my bedroom."
Dave followed the college senior upstairs. "I could have you arrested for distributing that video of my son," he said as they entered Danny's room.
Danny laughed. "You could. In fact I'll call the police. But by the time they could get here the video of me fucking Dylan up the ass, and him begging me to do it, will be sent to everyone he knows, all the faculty of the college and the high school."
"You'll go to jail," Dave said.
"Yes, but you'll have to move and maybe change your names because everyone Dylan knows will have seen it. Even if I end up in jail for blackmailing you, your life, and more importantly Dylan's life, will be ruined. Everyone will look at him differently." Danny sat in his desk chair and leaned back. "You blackmailed me to fuck me, to turn me into your cock slave. Well, now you're mine."
Dave looked at the young man and his tight lean body. "What do you want?"
Danny opened his desk drawer and pulled out a leather hood. "You might want to put this on," he said.
Dave looked at the hood. "What the fuck?"
"You see you're going to be fucked this afternoon by me, and by another guy from the swim team. I think you like the idea of getting fucked by hot young college guys. We might even suck your cock. The thing is, you know all the guys in town because you're the Assistant Vice Principle of the high school. Now don't you think they'd love to know who they were fucking?" Danny explained.
Dave glared at Danny. "You little fuck. How dare you presume I'd submit to such a thing?"
"Don't, and Dylan's ass fucking goes viral. Imagine his humiliation. You fucked me hard and raw with that huge cock, and I must say I might let you do it again sometime, so now you're gonna take it like the pig you are," Danny snapped.
Dave sat down on the bed. "Danny, I'm sorry. I didn't think about this when I took advantage of you."
"Too bad. You'd better get naked now; my friend will be here in a few minutes, unless you want him to see your face." Danny said with a smirk. This was gonna be so great, he thought.
Dave looked dejected. He started to unbutton his shirt, revealing his hairy chest. "This is a one time deal, right?"
Danny laughed. "You mean like you weren't planning on fucking me anytime, anywhere you wanted, like you told me?"
Dave shucked his pants and stood in front of the young man wearing his boxers. He couldn't hide the fact he was slightly boned up by the events of the afternoon. "You little fuck. I'll get even with you for this."
The doorbell rang again and Danny jumped up. "Lose the boxers and get the hood on, or let my friend see you, if you are brave enough."
"How do I know you won't tell him who he's fucking?" Dave asked.
Danny smiled. "You don't. I don't want to destroy you, just get even for what you did to me." He left the room before Dave could say anything, and bounded down the stairs.
Swinging open the front door he fought back a smile. "Hey Dylan, glad you could make it."
"Fuck you, Danny. I know when I'm beat." Dylan Clark said entering the house. "Just please go easy on me. My ass still hurts from the last riding you gave me."
Danny laughed. "Dude, this is your lucky day."
"Huh?"
"I told you I'd make you do stuff, but I didn't tell you what you'd be doing. Let's go up to my room, there's someone I want you to meet," Danny said.
Dylan froze. "Someone else is here?"
"Don't worry; you're going to really enjoy what's going to happen here today."
Dylan trudged upstairs not trusting his team mate, and current master of his fate. When Danny opened his bedroom door his eyes widened. Lying on Danny's bed was a naked man wearing a leather hood. The guy had a good body, hairy, lean, and had a huge cock, semi-hard. "Wha—"
Danny smiled at both the sight of Dave naked and hooded on his bed, and Dylan's gaping mouth at the sight of the naked body before him. He wasn't sure if Dylan would recognize his father's body naked, but it was worth the risk. "This is a guy who likes to get fucked raw and hard by college guys," Danny said. "He wants to remain anonymous because most of the guys in town know him. All I'll say is, you'd be surprised if you saw him, but you won't. So if you don't mind fucking an anonymous ass you can be in on this little play."
Dylan groped his cock through his shorts. "Dude, you mean I get to fuck this guy? I'm not getting fucked?"
"Not unless you want to get fucked," Danny said. "You might have to jerk him off a little, even suck on him a little, but the main event is your cock in his ass. Oh he also likes to suck cock, so you can unzip his mouth slit and have your way with him."
Dylan was already pulling his shirt off and shucking his shorts while Danny began stripping down. Dave lay there in shock and fear. He recognized his son's voice the moment the young men entered the room. He knew what was about to happen, but didn't know how to stop it. If he put an end to it Dylan's life would be ruined by the video Danny had sent him, but if he didn't he was about to have sex with his son. It also dawned on Dave that if he ended it, Danny would tell Dylan how he got Dave to this point, and he wasn't ready to explain that to his son.
Dave felt a hand on his cock. He didn't know which young man was stroking him. He hoped it was Dylan. Suddenly the thought of sex with his hot young son was turning him on. He felt the mouth zipper on his hood being opened and felt a cock being shoved against his lips. He heard his son speak. "Suck my cock, Dude."
Oh my God, he thought. I'm about to suck my son's cock. He felt the tip of Dylan's cock pressing against his lips and he parted them. He couldn't believe what he was being forced to do, yet so thoroughly was enjoying as he felt the soft skin of his son's cock rubbing against his lips. He felt another hand on his ass and knew it was Danny.
Danny slapped Dave's hairy ass. "You like sucking that cock, don't you?" he asked.
Dave nodded and moaned while Danny began fingering his ass with gun lube. "Yeah, Dylan, ride that mouth. Choke him."
Dylan pumped his hard cock into the mouth hole of the leather mask. "Nice," he said. "Yeah, suck me good."
Danny swatted Dave's ass to remind him of where he was, what he was doing and why. He heard Dave moan and knew the older man was getting off on sucking his own son knowing he was about to be fucked by him as well. Danny worked two lubed up fingers into Dave's tight hairy hole. "Yeah man, I'll loosen him up for you, and then we can switch places. I wanna watch you fuck him hard," Danny said; his voice husky with sex.
Dylan thrust his cock into the masked man's mouth, slapping his balls against the chin of the mask. "Yeah, take my cock, you slut." Dylan was really getting into it as well.
Danny glanced over his shoulder at the camera discretely placed on the shelf by the desk. These Clark men were really dumb, he thought. The first thing he would've done would be to look for a camera, but neither man thought Danny was recording this again. Either that or they secretly hoped he was recording them. Either way it didn't matter. No one would see the video, for now, he thought.
"Switch around here," Danny said, moving to place himself in front of Dave while Dylan moved around to his father's ass. "Plow him like the pig he is."
Dylan took some lube and coated his long hard cock, placing the tip against the anonymous man's budding hole. Dave felt the tip and tensed up. "Relax," Dylan said. "I know I'm huge, but you'll love this." He thrust slowly into the hole, pushing gently until his tip was fully inside.
Dave bucked his hips slightly and Dylan slapped his ass hard. He thrust forward and Dave let out a cry. "Go slow," he hissed, hoping his son didn't recognize his voice.
Dylan slowed down his thrust. Danny pressed his cock forward into Dave's mouth, as he reached beneath the hairy man and played with his nipples. Dave shivered at the pleasure and pain he was in at the moment, then Dylan thrust forward until his balls were pressed against the hooded man's before he began to gyrate his hips and slowly pulled out. He began to thrust in a slow rhythm, inching in and out building up to longer thrusts and strokes.
"Oh yeah," Danny almost whispered. "That is so hot to watch." In his own mind Danny was wondering what it would be like to plow his own father's ass. Maybe one day he could maneuver that scenario, he thought. "Fuck him. Fuck him hard."
Dave thrust his hips back and felt Dylan reaching around beneath him and stroking his cock. He bobbed his head on Danny's cock and moaned. As long as Dylan didn't know who he was fucking, Dave thought, he could get into this again. He began to wonder if Danny was really going to make him do this again? He also wondered if Danny would ever tell Dylan who he fucked?
Dylan pulled out of Dave's ass. "I'm gonna cum," he said. He stroked his cock and shot his load all over the hairy ass before him.
"Damn!" Danny said. "Let me at that ass." He shifted around and plunged into Dave's ass with minimal lube, remembering how it felt when Dave force fucked him a week ago. He rode Dave hard for a few minutes, and then eased up, not wanting to really hurt the older man. He had other long term plans for his father's friend. "Get on your back," he ordered.
Dave did as he was told, and Danny stood by the edge of the bed penetrating Dave again, slower this time. He reached down and began playing with Dave's semi-hard cock. "I'm gonna make you cum all over your fur," he said. He began pumping his cock into Dave's ass and matching his strokes on Dave's cock. "Hey Dylan, why don't you jerk this dude off? Milk him while I fuck him."
Dylan took over stroking Dave's cock, feeling how hard and long it was, rubbing his thumb over the knob and playing with it to bring the man off. "You like this, dude?"
Dave nodded and moaned. He did like it a lot. Somehow, in his mind, the fact his son was doing this with him, to him, made the whole scene hotter. He knew it was incest, but it was forced upon him. Why not enjoy, he reasoned. He felt Danny thrust harder and felt his cum shooting up his shaft. Ribbon after ribbon of cum began spurting forth on his stomach, chest and over his head. He hadn't cum that hard ever.
Danny pulled out of Dave's ass and began stroking his cock, shooting his own load on Dave's furry stomach and chest, watching his cum mingle with that of the other man. He slumped back on the bed next to Dave and Dylan, breathing hard. "Man that was hot. You guys up for another round?"
Dylan laughed.
Danny leaned close to Dave so Dylan couldn't hear. "You don't have a choice, Mr. C. We're gonna do you again."
Dave just nodded his understanding.
End chapter 23
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