WARNING: This story contains sexual situations including males having sex with each other. The story is erotic fiction. Do not read this story if you are under 18.
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Going Down on Donny-3
By Daniel
About the time Donny blew a load in my mouth, Coach Ruckman burst through the door.
"Room check," the coach said. Terrified, I pulled off Donny's dick just as he spermed me again. A ropey strand flew across the space between us and landed on my left cheek. Ruckman saw it all.
Donny made a beeline for his underwear and put them on. "Hi, coach," he said, timidly. He stuffed his thick seven-incher back inside his briefs.
Ruckman looked back and forth between Donny and me. Fortyish and paunchy, Coach scratched himself above the comfort-stretch waistband of his black shorts. He had the body of a linebacker gone to seed, but his muscular thighs and barrel chest made me think he could still do some damage if he wanted to.
"What's going on here?" asked Ruckman. Nobody answered for a few seconds. It seemed like forever.
Donny broke the silence. "Billy just gave me a ..." You could tell by his shaky voice that Donny was just as nervous as me. The last word stuck in his throat.
"...blow job?" Ruckman completed the sentence. "I kind of figured that out. Let's see, your dick was in Billy's mouth and he has cum all over his face."
I was standing up now, my back against the wall. When I get really embarrassed my cheeks get warm and flushed, but this time my whole face throbbed and it felt like my ears were on fire. I tried to wipe off the cum streaking my face, but without a shirt on I could only smear it with my bare hand.
Ruckman was relaxed, appraising the situation. He said to Donny, "I hope you didn't make this kid do something he didn't want to do."
"No, coach," said Donny. "I didn't do anything. He wanted to suck it." Donny was talking a mile-a-minute.
Ruckman looked at me. I guess he was expecting me to deny it.
"Well, uh..." I clammed up. I couldn't make my mouth move.
"Honest," said Donny. "He asked me if he could suck my dick. Practically begged me. I swear to god." He held up his hands like a basketball player trying to show the referee he didn't commit a foul. "I just stood there and let him suck it."
"Donny's right," I said, finding my voice, looking down at my feet. I didn't want to get Donny into worse trouble than he was already in.
"You're sure he didn't make you do it?" It was like Ruckman was trying to give me a way to get myself out of this embarrassing situation.
I was barely able to shake my head no. After another uncomfortable silence, Donny chimed in again, "Billy's a cocksucker."
Ruckman smiled, nodding his head thoughtfully. Then he asked, "Is that your excuse too, Cooper?"
"Hell no," said Donny. "I like girls. Honest."
"I know you do, kid. I'm just playin' with you. I shouldn't be giving you such a hard time after what you did out there on the field today. Helluva game you played. Saved our asses. You earned the right to let off a little steam."
"Then you're not mad?" asked Donny.
"About this? Doesn't bother me a bit. These things happen at your age. You might want to try to control those teenage hormones of yours a little better, though."
Donny said, "You're right, Coach. I'm one horny teenager. It gets me in trouble sometimes."
"I know what you mean," said Ruckman. "I was sixteen once, too, believe it or not." It sounded like he was going to start reminiscing about the good old days again, but then he zeroed in on me. He looked me over, pinched his crotch. "I'm horny myself right now."
Donny and I looked at each other. Was Ruckman hinting that he wanted me to give him a blow job? Donny seemed to think so. "Why don't you let Billy give you a blow job?" he asked.
A minute later I was on my knees again, this time between Ruckman's hairy legs, which were hanging over the side of the bed.
"You think you can handle a grown man's cock, Billy?" Ruckman asked.
I cleared my throat. "Yes, sir."
"He can do it," said Donny. "I've been told I have a pretty big dick for my age and Billy can swallow all of it. He can make it fucking disappear down his throat."
"Go for it, Billy." I lifted his soft dick with finger and thumb, leaned down, and put it in my mouth. He slumped back on his elbows, watching me suck his dick, trading rude comments with Donny.
"This boy can suck a dick," said Ruckman.
"I told you," said Donny.
"He's a natural," said Ruckman. "See those pouty lips. Those are cocksucking lips." Nobody ever told me I had "cocksucking lips" and I got this harebrained idea that now the guys at school were going to be able to tell that I sucked dick by looking at my lips.
Ruckman's dick was about the same length as Donny's but more veiny and a lot thicker. When it started to get hard, it tapered out a little, kind of like the blunt end of a baseball bat, which was funny because he's the baseball coach. It was hard for me to open my mouth wide enough to take it all and keep my lips stretched over my teeth at the same time. I think I scraped him once or twice.
"You've got potential, kid," said Ruckman, using his coaching voice. "But you need some work on your technique. For one thing, you've gotta learn to watch the teeth."
"You can practice on my dick," said Donny. He patted me on the head. "Show Coach Ruckman how you can take it all the way down your throat."
I managed to swallow all but the last inch of Ruckman's dick, but it was just too thick to fit all the way in.
"Don't hurt yourself, kid," said Ruckman. "After you get better at it you can try again. You need to practice on guys with smaller dicks before you can take all of mine."
"Yours must be fatter than mine, Coach," said Donny, sounding a little disappointed.
Ruckman pulled his dick out of my mouth and rubbed it all over my face. He teased me with it like Donny did, passing it over my lips, making me want it back in my mouth. "You like that, don't you?" asked Ruckman. I nodded.
"I did that too," said Donny. " It works. He wants it back in his mouth."
After tapping my face with his dick, Ruckman penetrated my lips. "Billy's my kind of cocksucker," said Ruckman.
"What do you mean, Coach?" asked Donny.
"Billy's the submissive type. That means he likes a real man who knows how to use his cock. Hell, he'll even let you call him a cocksucker right to his face." Ruckman pulled out his dick and waived it slowly in front of me. "Do you want it back in your mouth, cocksucker?"
I nodded. "You have a nice dick, Coach."
"This boy can't get enough," said Ruckman casually. He rubbed his stiff cock all over my face.
Donny said, "Billy's my kind of cocksucker too."
Ruckman stuck his dick back in my mouth. "Open wide." He made me sit on the carpet with my back against the bed so he could feed me his dick. He nudged my crotch with his black soft-soles that only coaches and referees wear. "Go ahead and play with yourself, kid."
Ruckman's invitation came just in time. I couldn't leave my aching dick alone anymore, so I unzipped and fished it out of the opening in my undies. It was a relief to pull it out and touch it.
"Billy has the littlest dick on the team," said Donny. "You should see his jock strap. It's the same size I wore in sixth grade." I could feel my face turning red again. My cheeks felt prickly.
"Some of the best cocksuckers have little dicks," said Ruckman. He pushed in and out of my mouth and the tempo got faster. "I'm getting close, Billy."
"Cum in his mouth, coach," said Donny, sitting in the only chair in the room, cheering Ruckman on. He scooted the chair closer, hunched forward, staring at me with the coach's dick in my mouth, moving his head here and there to get a better angle. I was strangely turned on by Donny's gawking.
Ruckman pulled out of my mouth and stroked his dick real fast, then he stuck it back in. "Suck that cock, Billy."
I rubbed the head of my dick with my thumb and sucked the coach. My dickhead tingled and I knew I was going to shoot.
Donny said, "Look at him go. He's trying to suck all the cum out of your dick."
"Make me shoot," said Ruckman. He stroked the shaft of his dick while I sucked on the blunt head. His dick spasmed and flooded my mouth with coach's cum. I moaned and spurted all over my hand.
"Nice blow job, Benderson," said Ruckman. "Now you know what it's like to suck a man's cock."
Ruckman was pleased that I swallowed his load. He told me that was the best blow job in a long time that he didn't have to pay for. He quickly tucked himself in and walked out the door.
After Ruckman left, Donny leered at me and rubbed the crotch of his briefs. "I'm horny again," he said.
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