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Coach Adams Humiliation -- Chapter 29
By R. A. Swain
Rick Darrenger sat behind the wheel of his father's Chevy Malibu, parked in the lot at the far end of the park, near the woods. He was on his way to work and, as he often did, he stopped at the cruising park before his shift at the Quick Burger to shoot a load for relaxation before dealing with the deep fryer. His uniform pants were open and pulled down to his knees, along with his boxers. He was casually stroking his cock and watching the few men who were trolling about the area.
He saw a couple of men in business suits walking about the picnic area about 50 feet away. He was startled when he heard a voice next to the driver's side window.
"Hi Rick," Tony Petrone said with a smirk.
Rick stared up at his best friend's father looking down at his hard cock. "Um, Mr. Patrone. I can explain this."
Tony smiled. "Relax Rick. There's no need for an explanation. I can see what's going on. I was once a teenager. I used to rub one out at least 4 or 5 times a day," he said.
Rick felt himself relax a bit in front of the older man. He ever stroked his cock a few times to see how Mr. Petrone would react.
Tony smiled. "I saw the car and thought it was your dad," he said. "I just came over to talk, but I'm kind of pleased to find you here."
"My dad?" Rick asked. He wondered why Mr. Petrone would think his dad would be here.
"It is his car, isn't it?" Tony asked.
"Oh, yeah," Rick answered. "My jeep needs fixing again." He sat talking to Jeff's father while he casually tugged on his cock.
Tony took a deep breath. "Looks like you could use a hand with that," he said, reaching in through the window and grasping the young man's cock without hesitation. He slowly stroked it. "Wow, you've got a nice one. How big is it?"
Rick was shocked by Jeff's father's actions and question. "Um, seven inches."
"Nice," Tony said gently squeezing the teenager's cock. With his other hand Tony groped his own cock through his tan slacks.
Rick finally noticed the older man's attire; a button down green shirt, tan slacks, brown loafers. He also noticed Tony's shirt was open several buttons revealing his hairy chest. "Um, Mr. Petrone, would you like to sit in here and talk a bit?" he offered.
Tony grinned. "I was thinking you might want to take a quick walk down along the hiking paths."
Rick looked around. "I have to be at work soon," he said, adding, "I can take a real quick hike with you." He pulled his boxers and pants up, and climbed out of the car. "You won't tell Jeff, will you?"
Tony laughed. "I won't tell him if you don't tell him," he said.
Rick laughed and walked along side Mr. Petrone. He casually reached out and groped the older man's tented slacks. Tony glanced around and led Rick off the path to a clearing behind a shrub. He leaned forward and pressed his lips against Rick's, forcing his tongue in Rick's mouth.
Tony ran his hands over Rick's taunt body as Rick allowed his hands to explore his friend's father's body. He felt Tony opening his fly and reaching into the younger man's pants and groping his cock. Feeling more at ease, Rick opened Tony's fly and was pleased to find the man was freeballing. His long, thick, hard cock fell from his slacks into Rick's hand.
"Oh yeah," Tony said. "That feels good. Stroke my meat."
Rick looked down at the other man's cock and fell to his knees. Without saying a word, he leaned forward and took the older man's cock in his mouth, toying with the tip, running his tongue around the crown edge of Tony's mushroom tip, then down the underside of the shaft to his shaved balls. He loosened Tony's belt and waist button and allowed his slacks to slide down his legs, and ran his hands over Tony's hairy thighs.
"Yes!" Tony hissed through clenched teeth as his son's best friend worked his cock. "Get your pants off," he ordered.
Rick quickly opened his pants and pulled them and his boxers down. Tony sank to his knees and then arranged himself on the grass facing Rick's cock with Rick's face buried in his crotch. He took the young man's cock in his mouth and the two men lay on the ground licking and sucking each other in the clearing behind the shrubs in the park.
"Oh yeah," Rick moaned. "Suck my cock, Mr. Petrone."
Tony glanced up at the young man. "I think you can call me Tony, given that we're swapping blow jobs in the park."
Rick grinned. "Okay Tony, suck my cock and lick my balls man."
"Do the same to me," Tony said with heavy breath as he resumed sucking the younger man's cock and working his mouth down his shaft to his smooth balls.
"Yeah," Rick paused again. "Suck me, dude."
Tony licked the length of Rick's cock shaft once again and allowed his fingers to begin exploring Rick's ass crack. Rick shifted and pushed back against Tony's finger on his hole. "I don't have time for a full fuck right now," He gasped as he resumed sucking Tony's thick cock.
"Then suck me off, dude," Tony gasped.
Rick worked Tony's cock with his mouth, sucking the wide shaft and then working on the older man's smooth balls. Tony bucked his hips a bit and pulled Rick's crotch into his own mouth feeling the tip of the teenager's mushroom crown tickling the back of his throat. He hummed a little as he worked his mouth and throat on the kid's hot organ.
Rick felt himself shudder and moaned. "I'm close," he said, before taking Tony's cock all the way to the base rubbing his nose in Tony's fuzzy bush. He bobbed his head up along the shaft and ran his tongue around the edge of the tip.
Tony moaned. "Oh yes! Do it!" He felt his cock throb and pulse. "I'm coming." He could say it once before his cock erupted in white hot creamy cum spurting forth across Rick's face and mouth.
The spurting of Tony's cock caused Rick to begin shooting his load. "I'm coming," he moaned.
Tony leaned back, grabbed Rick's cock and stroked and squeezed it as the teenager's cum shot out in Tony's face and mouth and on his shirt. Spurt after spurt hit the older man in the face and chest. His own cum had done the same to Rick. After a few moments of both men breathing hard they both stood up and pulled up their pants.
Tony pulled a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped his face and chest. He handed it to Rick who also wiped his face and chin. "You've got some on your shirt," he said to Tony.
"Thanks. I'm going home so I'll change," Tony replied. He took the handkerchief and wiped some of his own cum off Rick's collar. "You might have a cum stain on your shirt for work."
Rick laughed. "It's okay. This was awesome. Um, Mr., er, Tony, can we do this again?"
"Oh hell yeah," Tony said. "We'll manage to do this and more. I want to fuck you."
Rick smiled. "Cool. You're the coolest of my friends' fathers."
Tony felt himself blush. "Am I the only one of your friends' fathers that you've done this with?"
"Yes," Rick answered. "Am I the only one of your son's friends you've done this with?"
"So far," Tony said. "You'd better get going so you're not too late for work."
"Yeah," Rick said. He held out his knuckles to Tony who responded with a knuckle bump.
"We'll hook up again soon." Tony said.
Rick smiled and ran off toward his dad's car.
Tony adjusted his pants and slowly walked back toward the parking lot thinking about the fact he just sucked off one of his son's friends. He wondered where Rick's father was, but figured he would get a chance to hook up with the elder Darrenger another time.
End Chapter 29
If you like what you read here you may send feedback to mnhowler@aol.com or docswain@aol.com You may also check out my slash fiction at: http://docswainslounge.warped.com or in the prolific authors section of Nifty.