Blake and his friends continued to drop over every night. I realized quickly I had lost control of my situation. I was now a play thing for Blake and his friends. However, I knew high school would be out in June. That was only five months away. Everyone would be going to collage in the fall. Even my daughter would be going off to collage. They would forget all about me, so I could put up with it a little longer.
The phone rang. "We're on our way, Mr. Thomas."
I thought, not again! I began stripping off my clothes. It wasn't all that bad. Usually a quick suck or a quick fuck and then they were gone. I would be left to jack off in the shower again. The bell rang, Blake and Chad came in.
Chad slapped my ass. "Looking good, dad!"
They made me kneel on the floor in front of the sofa.
"Spread your legs wide open!" Blake ordered. "Put your hands behind your back and put your hear down!"
"We've been doing a little reading about cock slaves," Blake said.
"Yeah, and how they should be treated!" Benny added.
Blake took a ball gag and tied it in my mouth. Then he pulled out a small leather strap with snaps on it. "Put that tight around your cock and balls!"
I wrapped it under my balls and around my cock and snapped it.
"Remember how you are right now! On your knees. Legs open. Hands behind your back. Ball gag in your mouth! Strap around your cock and balls!"
Chad reached out and pinched my nipples. "Next time we call. Unlock the door. Get in this position and wait for us to come. When the phone rings. You say hello!. We'll say, who is this? You'll say, this is your slut, sir!"
Chad pinched my nipples again, this time harder. "That's when you get in position and wait for us."
Blake unzipped his pants. "One more thing. After sucking a cock you'll say thank you, sir! After being fucked you'll say thank you, sir!"
All I could do was kneel there and listen to them. I knew they really enjoyed their control over me. They probably had fantasies about treating their own fathers like this. I nodded my head and replied. "Yes, sir!"
"Good!" Blake pulled the ball gag out and shoved his hard cock in my mouth. "You got four cocks to suck tonight! Get busy, slut!"
I thanked Blake, I thanked Chad and I thanked Benny for letting me suck their cocks.
Just before they left, Blake turned around. "Keep that cock strap on all the time."
Chad laughed, "yeah. You never know when we might pull your pants down. Just to see if you have it on."
Saturday morning came, I was having my coffee and reading the paper when the door bell rang. I thought, shit! It's was probably Blake and his friends. They were suppose to call before they came over. I tossed my robe on the arm of the sofa as I walked to the door. I opened it and there stood this large man. He was wearing a blue and sliver sweat suit with "Madison High" stamped across the front. I stood there like an idiot, bare ass naked!
He quickly turned away. "Damn! I'm sorry. I didn't mean to disturb you. I"ll come back."
I quickly darted around the corner and put my robe on. "NO! No! I mean you weren't disturbing me. I was just going to take a shower. I thought you were someone else. Sorry about that."
He smiled, extending his hand. "Coach Peterson. John Peterson. I teach wrestling at the high school."
My heart dropped into my feet. My God! He knows about Blake and me!
"Can I come in? This won't take long."
I thought, about as long as it takes for the cops to get here.
"The guys on the team speak pretty highly of you." He said
I thought to myself, YES they should. I let them fuck me and give them blow jobs.
"I think Blake even dated your daughter there for awhile."
I nodded my head, "yes, he did. Nice young man. Can I offer you some coffee?"
"Yeah that sounds damn good!"
I led him into the kitchen and poured him a cup and sat it on the table. John sat down and took a sip. "Damn good. Nothing like a good cup of coffee."
I smiled, refilling my cup. "Is there something you wanted to discuss?"
"I'll get right to the point. We're a little short handed this season. Coach Hawkins usually helps me out from time to time. He had a family emergency and will be gone for about a month."
He took another swig of coffee. "The wrestling team is going over to Clinton high for a match on next Saturday. There has to be two chaperone's for the team. It's only sixty miles away. We'll all be going on the bus. We'll be coming back late Saturday afternoon. Since the boys know you, I thought I'd ask if you'd like to do it?"
That took me by surprise. I didn't even think it over, I just opened my big mouth.
"Ahhhh, Sure, why not. Always glad to help our fine students."
He jumped up and shook my hand so hard, the front of my robe popped open. That was the second time he saw me naked. I quickly pulled it closed.
"I sure do appreciate this," he said. "I'll have someone bring you a sweat suit. We have to wear'em for the meat."
I waved to him as he backed out of the driveway.
I had a bad feeling about this. I should have kept my mouth shut and not volunteered. It was too late now. My Saturday was not uneventful. Around three that afternoon, Blake, Chad, Benny and another boy, who I never saw before, came to the house.
Blake introduced him as Carl, another member of the wrestling team. Blake also had my school sweat suit.
"Try it on," he said.
Chad laughed, "I know you ain't embarrassed to get naked in front of us, slut!"
I put the sweat suit on, Chad handed me a blue ball cap with "MH" on the front.
Chad smiled, "you look good in that."
Benny laughed. "Yeah, almost as hot as coach Peterson."
Suddenly a car pulled up outside in the driveway. It was Beth and her boyfriend Dennis.
"Well, Mr. Thomas," Blake said. "We have to go. We'll see you later, slut!"
The four boys went out the door just as Beth and Dennis came in.
"Hi, dad. You know Dennis."
"Yes," I smiled. "What brings you two by here today?"
Beth smiled, "can we talk in private for a minute?"
"Sure." I pointed to the kitchen. "Dennis. I have some soft drinks and snacks if you like."
We went into my bedroom. "What is it?"
Beth smiled and rubbed her hands. "Well.....It's kind of awkward. Dennis likes to have his dick sucked, a lot. I don't like sucking a man's dick. I didn't do it for Blake. I won't do it for Dennis. I told Dennis your were bi and that's cool with him."
I was a little shocked to say the least. "So, you want me to give Dennis blow jobs for you?"
"Well......I told him you did it for Blake, Chad and Benny. He thought I was telling a lie. Then he saw them leave just now."
"Listen to me, Beth. If any of this ever gets out. My life will be ruined. And so will yours. You can't just go around promising blow jobs to all your boyfriends!"
"I'm sorry, dad. Blake said you really enjoyed it. I just thought if you liked it so much. I mean you're not married. It's not like you're cheating on mom."
"OK! Listen. Send Dennis in. We'll work it out. BUT, don't ever do this again!Promise me?"
She smiled, "sure, dad."
Dennis was another muscular jock, big biceps, big pecks and six pack abdomen. I sat down on the edge of the bed. "Let's get this over with, Dennis."
He quickly dropped his pants, producing a big seven inch stiff circumcised cock. I was embarrassed and I wanted to get it over with as soon as possible. Like all teenage boys, Dennis was nothing but hormone driven and horny. He was ready to ejaculate after a few short minutes. After my daughter and Dennis left, I took a shower then went out to do my shopping.
Saturday came all too quick for me. I was at the high school by seven that morning. The guys were standing around chatting and laughing. Coach Peterson was running around taking care of last minute details. The school buss was not a new one and not very big either. A small isle down the middle with seven seats on each side. The seats were just big enough for two people to sit in. We all piled on the buss, coach Peterson drove I sat next to Chad in the back.
"Hey, dad," his right hand grabbed my crotch. "Got your cock strap on, slut?"
"Yes. Please don't do that here! There are a lot of guys on the buss."
Chad laughed out loud. "Don't worry. Everyone on the buss knows your like dick! In your mouth and your ass. That's we call you slut!""
I looked around slowly. It was as if the entire buss was staring at me, and smiling. God, I was so humiliated.
I didn't look at them, I just stared down at the floor. I thought, what a long trip this was going to be. Blake came back and told Chad to move. "Show me your cock strap, slut!" He said.
I slowly slid my thumbs into the elastic band, looking around to see if anyone was watching. They all were. I pulled the band downward, allowing Blake to see my cock with the strap on.
We pulled into the high school parking lot around eight thirty. The first matched started at nine but none of our guys were in that round. As an assistant, I didn't do much. Made sure the guys drank enough water. Gave them towels after the matches and of course, cheer our young men on to victory. Blake and two other boys came over to me.
"Let's go to the restroom, slut!"
It was just around the corner from the gym. Blake took me to the last stall. "Sit down on the seat. These two guys need to shoot a load before the next match. Take care of it, slut!"
I sat down, one boy came in while the other one kept watch. He slid his hard cock deep in my mouth and began humping in and out. Thank God these boys are so horny they cum quickly. The second one stepped in and I quickly sucked him dry.
I washed my mouth and face in the sink then quickly returned to the gym. I was taken back for a restroom visit several more times that day. We did arrive at the high school parking lot by six thirty. The guys piled off and into the locker room.
"Alright! Listen up you guys!" Coach Peterson shouted. "You did great today! Hit the showers!"
I had a shower at home so I left to go to my car. I was almost out of the parking lot when I felt the keys in my sweat pants pocket. They were the spare set of keys to the buss. The coach gave them to me for a back up, just in case. I turned back around and parked. I went to the coach Peterson's office. I heard sound coming from there.
"Yeah! Com'on coach! Yeah, Com'on."
I quietly peeked around the corner. I could see right in the office. Coach Peterson's big hairy body was completely naked! Down on his knees, his arms tied behind his back. Several naked guys stood around him. One was fucking his mouth, two others were ejaculating on his face. Another boy had a yard stick and was slapping him across the ass with it. I quietly backed away and went to my car. I would give him the keys later.
Sunday the door bell rang and it was coach Peterson. "Hi," he said with a big smile. "I forgot to get the keys back from you."
I let him in. "Yes, I know. I discovered I had them last night. Like a cup of coffee?"
"Sure! Never turn that down."
I poured him the coffee and gave him the keys to the buss.
"Could I ask you something, coach?" I said quietly.
"Sure. Fire away."
"I actually went back to your office the other night. To give the keys back."
He had a somber look on his face. He took another gulp of coffee.
"Well, I came around the corner. I could see in you office. You were naked and there was some guys around you."
He interrupted me by shaking his head. "Damn! I knew something like that would happen eventually."
"I, Uh. I left quietly so nobody would see me."
"It's not what you think. I don't make those boys do anything but wrestle." He cleared his throat. "Last year we won state championship. That was the event of the year. Everyone was hyper, shouting and yelling. Lots of horse play going on."
I adjusted my robe, thinking about him naked on his office floor gave me an erection.
"One thing led to another and you know how teenage boys can be? The next thing I know they have me in the showers with them. They stripped my clothes off. Put a jock strap in my mouth for a gag. Tie my arms behind my back!. The rest is history."
I took a sip of coffee. "They. Uh. Kind of humiliated you?"
He hung his head down and nodded. "Yeah. They raped me on the shower floor. Among other things. Oh, everything goes fine at school. They only do this when we're alone in the locker room. Most of the boys were juniors last year when this happened. Now they're all seniors. Horny as hell! I can't control them. You don't understand."
I smiled at him. "I understand more that you think. You see, Blake caught me in his trap when he was dating my daughter. He threatened to expose me if I didn't do him some sexual favors."
"Damn! Is that right? YOU too?"
I nodded my head. "Yes.
"Damn! I thought I was the only one." He handed me his empty cup. "Can I get another cup?"
"Sure," I got up to refill it.
"What do they make you do?" He asked. "Unless you're too embarrassed to talk about. I mean."
"No. I have to be on call for them. They call me on week nights after work. Then on the weekends. I have to be on my knees. Legs open. Hands behind my back. Ball gag in my mouth."
"I'm married, so they don't come to my house. But you're single. The probably like that better."
"Yes, I'm referred to as their slut!" I finished my coffee.
Then it was my turn. "What do they make you do? Since they don't come to your house."
"Most the time it's after school," he said. "In the locker room. They like to tie me up and take me in the showers with them. One time they tied me to the bench in the locker room. All of them stood over me and jerked off. I was covered with jisim. They smeared it all over my body. Damn! It took a long time to wash out. Me with all this hair I got on my body."
I smiled, my cock was throbbing by now. "They haven't done that to me. Yet. But they do make me wear a cock strap."
Coach Peterson laughed. "Yeah. Me too! What's your look like?"
Shamefully, I opened my robe, exposing my hard cock to the sunlight. Coach Peterson stood up and pulled his sweat pants down. His huge hairy cock popped into view. His big balls and cock encircled with a leather cock strap just like mine.
I reached out and cupped his balls. They were heavy. The slit of his cock was dripping its clear liquid. "It looks like you have a bigger strap than mine," I said.
"Your strap is just fine," he replied.
The boys had conditioned me already. Without thinking, I took his thick cock head in my mouth and began licking it. Rubbing it on the roof of my mouth. I fondled his hairy ball as I sucked.
He was moaning now, his legs were opening more. Suddenly his fingers dug into my shoulders and his body stiffened up. It was like a gusher hit my mouth. I had to swallow quickly or choke! The hot sperm squirted everywhere. It was spilling from the corners of my mouth. His thick cock slid in and out of my mouth. I glanced down on the floor at the puddle of sperm. My face was covered as well.
He pulled my robe off and made me stand. He knelt down, taking my much hard cock into his mouth. I thought to myself, look what these boys made us into. Coach Peterson was excellent, pulling my balls down and sucking hard on my swollen glans. I hadn't had a blow job in a long time. I erupted in his mouth but my load was not as big as his. He managed to swallow everything without loosing a drop.
We both sat back in our chairs, still breathing heavy. "That was really good," coach Peterson said with a smile. "First cock I sucked I wasn't forced to."
I smiled back."Yes. Me too. I thought Blake was big. Your cock is much better."
Suddenly, the phone rang. "Hello?" I said.
"Who is this?"
I replied. "This is your slut, sir!"
The phone hung up.
"That was Blake. He's on his way over. You'll have to excuse me. I have to get ready. It's my turn today."
"Sure. I'll get outta here and let you be."
Ten minutes later, Blake opened the door with Benny and Carl right behind.
"Alright, slut! Get your ass in the bedroom so we can fill it with some cock!"
I was tied face down, spread eagle on the bed. I was lubed up and one by one they took turns fucking my ass. Benny pulled my cock back between my legs and played with it. "Com'on, dad! Give us some milk outta hard cock!"
He played with me until I ejaculated.
I had to thank each one for fucking me before Blake would untied me.
"Get in the shower and clean your slut ass!"
I quickly went to my bathroom.
"When you're clean. Bring your ass back in the living room."
They made bend over the back of the chair, tying my wrists and my ankles to the legs of the chair. Blake spanking my ass until it was red hot!
Blake pulled the ball gag out. "We know coach Peterson came here today, slut! What did he want, slut?"
"His keys! I had the keys to the buss! I gave them back!"
"I think you did a little more than that, slut!" Blake put the ball gag back in my mouth. He grabbed a wooden spoon to spank my anus. He smacked me several times hard on my pucker. I yelled as loud as I could through the ball gag. "How's that feel on your pussy, slut?"
He removed the gag again. "Now, tell me what you and coach Peterson did, slut!"
Carl grabbed my nipples and pinched as hard as he could.
"I sucked his cock! He sucked mine! We sucked each other off. OK?"
Blake whacked my anus several more times. "Don't ever lie to us, slut!"
Carl unzipped his pants and fucked my tortured ass one more time.
"What do you say, slut?"
"Thank you, sir for fucking me."
My anus hurt all the next day at work..............END