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Though I portrayed the masculine alpha-jock, I became a pussy-boy when man-handled by dudes.
Ty and Coach had made that pretty evident.
So my goal was to try and stay away from any situations where my weaknesses would be uncovered.
Ty, I rarely saw anymore.
Coach, was harder to ignore.
Though weeks passed with no repeat domination by the older dude, he never failed to give my ass a SWAT whenever the opportunity arose. In fact, most of the wrestling team were wondering what-was-up, as Coach's new "thing", was giving ALL his athletes solid SLAPS on the behind, whenever they did good.
My luck ran out on a Friday night.
I was the last guy in the gym - well after the building was suppose to be empty.
I was stepping out of the shower in the locker-room, drying my wet hair with a towel when I came face-to-face with Coach Jas.
He was one of the assistant coaches on the basketball team. He was probably in his late 20s, but looked younger. Long shaggy blond hair covered his face most of the time. He stood about 6'3, his body slim, but toned.
"Um. Coach Jas, what are you doing here?", I asked putting the towel around my waist.
"I think I should be asking YOU that question! What the fuck are you doing here after hours?"
"Nothing Coach Jas, I just came in for a late work-out. Coach always lets us-"
Jas cut-me off.
"No, he doesn't! That is a fuckin' lie! NOBODY is allowed here after hours, EVER!"
Ok, now I had been caught in a lie.
"It'll never happen again, Coach Jas, I promise."
"We shall see to that."
As Coach Jas was talking, he walked around me. And to my shock, he reached his arms in front and GRABBED both of my nipples.
"COACH! JAS! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?"
Coming from the hot shower, into the air-conditioned locker room had my nipples hard, and sticking-out from my pecs. The coach kept pulling them as he leaned, whispering in my ear.
"The way I see it bitch is, you have a choice. You let me have a little bit of fun with your horny big bod, or I report you to your coach, OR the security department, Or even the dean. You could take a chance that they won't go too hard on you. Maybe a suspension, or MAYBE, even an expulsion. What do you think?"
I knew the coach had me by the balls, or in this case, the nipples. His fingernails raking over and over the extended tips, had me gasping.
I never got a chance to really answer, as my horny tits give Coach Jas the reply that he wanted.
As he manipulated my nipple-tips in different direction, my dick was lengthening from the feeling on my pecs. Before I even realized it, the towel slipped from around my waist, leaving me buck-naked.
Coach Jas laughed.
"You horny big fucker! Look at your meat. SO fuckin' hard! I think you gonna enjoy being my slut, aren't you?"
I YELPED. The coach's fingers ROUGH on my nipples.
"Coach, please stop man. My nipples are really sensitive. I can't stand it. Please!"
I foolishly thought that the coach was listening to my requests as he let my nipples free from the clutch of his fingers. He pushed me on my back on a bench.
"Poor little sensitive titties. Let me see if I can sooth them for you."
The Coach bent over and wrapped his lips around my right nipple. SLURPING and sucking on my tit which had me moaning LOUD.
"Oh fuck yeah! Tits more sensitive then my wife's'. (SLURP. SLURP). Love you moaning, boy! Your belly looks like you spilled a glass of milk! You just oozing cock-snot. See if I can get milk from these titties too! (SLURP, SLURP)."
Couldn't believe my ears, as another "straight dude" was working my bod! And calling me "boy"! He wasn't THAT much older then I was!
He was eagerly nursing, biting, licking my nipples as my ass bounced around on the bench.
My dick was leaving a trail of pre-slime on my stomach, as I reacted from the expert tit-play.
When he finally stopped, the tips of my nipples were hard. Pointing straight-out for more.
Coach Jas got up smirking. Pulling his long hair out of his eyes.
"Let's go titty-boy."
"Go? Go where?", I asked, as Coach walked out.
I pulled my tee over my head. Finding my used jock, I slipped it on.
Shorts were next. I pulled them up, having to readjust my hard cock in the pouch of the jock.
Slipping my flips on, I walked outside.
Coach Jas was in his old pick-up truck talking on his phone. He HONKED the horn at me, making me jog to the vehicle.
I opened the door and got in.
"Wife is back at the house, so Plan B big boy. Get your ass in here ," said Coach Jas as he put the truck in "drive".
He keyed a number with one hand, as he steered.
"Hey Sham! Jas here. What you upto? (Pause). Funny you should ask that, no I ain't missing my wife's pussy, she's IS back. But I AM driving with a horny big jock-boy, I found trespassing in the lockers. AND he's pretty much forced to be a good boy, if he wants to stay in school, don't you bitch?"
I said nothing as Coach Jas laughed.
I knew who "Sham" was, Coach Willie Simms of the track team. They called him, "Sham", pronounced like "Shame", after some professional wrestler, who had similar red spiked hair, and beard. I figured he was in his late 30s.
"... yeah, we a couple of blocks from there, but we'll pick you up."
Minute or so later, we pulled into a parking lot. Sham ran out of a bar, towards the truck. Climbing in, making me push towards Jas, so I was snugly packed in the front seat of the pick-up.
"No pussy, eh?"
"Nah, alot of cock-teasers, flashing their titties around, but nobody wanted to play," Coach Sham growled.
"Well we got a pussy-boy here who has no choice, BUT to play", said Coach Jas laughing, "C'mon bitch, lift your shirt up, and show-off those titties to Coach Sham."
When I hesitated, Coach Jas added in a mocking voice , "or you want me to make a stop at the Dean's house?"
Holding that threat on me, I could do nothing but obey.
I lifted my tee, over my pecs.
Coach Sham smirked and whistled.
"Wow! Those babies just begging for attention."
"Got a little show when I caught the bitch trespassin'. Had his cock leaking like crazy earlier."
Coach Sham grabbed my right nipple. Pulling the tip out, as I GROANED!
"Play with your other tit, fucker."
When I didn't move fast enough, Coach Jas took a hand off the steering wheel. Grabbing my left nipple. Both coaches pulling and pinching. Laughing at my moans.
"I don't think my wife's tits are this sensitive."
"Push your pecs out, boy. Show those horny tits of yours."
I flexed my chest, as both coaches' pulled at my nipples.
Neither coach had noticed, but this constant nipple-play had my dick REALLY uncomfortable in my jock strap. Back to full hardness, I could feel my dick oozing all over its'self as I squirmed between the two men.
I had my eyes closed, but did open them when I felt the truck pull to a stop.
We were in the drive-way of a small house, which I guessed was Shams'.
Both men slipped out of the truck.
I followed, as I looked down my chest at my now, puffy pink nipples.
I pushed my tee back down my stomach, as I entered.
Coach Sham's living room was pretty bare, with only two big chairs, a footstool, along with a huge TV.
Coach Jas sat in one of the chairs as he pointed at me.
"Strip! And then go get us some beers!"
I slowly took my tee and shorts off.
Left in my jock-strap, the coaches laughed.
"That's good, bitch. I think your cock and balls look pretty wet and crammed in that pouch of yours, so stay like that."
Humiliated, I went in the kitchen. Opening the refrigerator, I saw that it was full of alcohol. Grabbing two beers, I walked back.
"Look at that big round ass, Jas."
"Fuck yeah, let me take a closer look at that meaty butt, boy."
Coach Jas grabbed the strap of my jock, YANKING me towards him.
I stumbled. Falling over the chair, onto his lap.
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
"OW! FUCK! COACH JAS! C'MON MAN! PLEASE!"
He didn't know, but I CERTAINLY was aware how horny my big buns were. I SQUIRMED my bod all over. Trying to avoid his hands.
Coach Jas moved them all over my ass. Groping, spanking, grabbing.
I MOANED LOUD!
"Please Coach Jas! Begging you! Stop! Gonna make me cum!"
Hearing those words, he FROZE,as both men laughed.
I was ordered to stand.
The smell of fresh pre emanated from the pouch of my jock. My dick throbbing from the rough butt-teasing.
"Bitch got excited having his fat ass man-handled, Sham! Let's keep you on the brink, boy. Make you the horny slut that you are. I wouldn't cum though. That might make me second-guess my decision not to tell the dean about your little late-night break-in!"
For the next 20 minutes or so, while one coach sipped on a beer, the other would fling me over his knee, and SMACK my ass. As horny moans got LOUDER, they would stop. Allowing my cock to settle-down, before the other coach would start the ass-play.
"Slapping that fat ass has got me tired, Sham."
"Could go relax in the hot-tub?"
"You got a hot-tub? Fucking awesome!"
The two men got up, and went out the back way, ordering me to follow - but not before I had to grab more brews.
When I got to the back, I saw their clothes strewn all over the deck. Both were already in the tub, laying back on the same side. Their feet up on the other side of the tub.
"Get in here, you big horny bitch."
"But, there ain't enough room."
"Get in, and slip your legs between ours. The other way! I want a good view of that big red ass."
I stepped into the tub, and turned so I was facing their legs. Standing with one of my legs between theirs.
"Now bend over. Enough so that your lips are close to our feet. Coach Sham, I just decided that our trespasser here, is gonna become our big foot-bitch. Don't even fucking think of saying "No", boy. Remember, you are the slut of the night, and what we say, goes."
Groaning I answered with a low "yes Coach", and bent over at the waist.
"Now start at my little toe on my left foot, and kiss each 20 toe, thanking us each time for letting you put your lips on our hot feet."
Coach Sham laughed at Jas' orders.
The two wriggling their toes in unison.
I heard them yell "LOUDER" as I kissed. Thanking them for the "privilege".
Both men's feet were large. (Seemed I found myself face-to-foot to bigger dawgs each time!)
"Now tongue too, all over them."
I lapped at them non-stop. Up and down from a set of toes to the other.
"He does seem to be enjoying this, ain't he?"
"Not that he has much of a choice, does he Sham."
Both coaches laughed, as Sham got up, to get more beers.
"I didn't say stop, did I boy? Bend back over, and keep licking."
I watched as Sham got up, bare-ass naked. His prick pointing straight out proudly, as he walked back in the house.
I pressed my lips on Coach Jas' left foot. Again kissing and licking each huge toe.
The coach moved a foot away. Making me YELP as I felt toes flicking at my erect nipples.
"Fucking horny tits! Yeah, moan slut as I tease your titties C'mon bitch, my foot is getting tired. Reach down and hold it. Right in that position, so my toes can keep working your tits. Suck my other foot, don't stop, fucker!"
I moved my hand down. Holding onto the coach's heel in my palm, so his toes were able to reach my pecs.
I was hardly able to hold my balance in that position.
Coach Sham got back in the hot-tub.
"Fucking whimpering going-on in here!"
"Yep. Toes on a horny titty got the big boy squealing."
Sham looked at what Jas was doing.
He moved a foot to the edge of the tub next to Jas'.
Sham hit my arm with the other one. I held on to it, the same way I had Coach Jas' foot.
Both of my pink nips were now being played with.
I babbled and drooled on the toes at my lips.
"Shut up, bitch! Take both of our big toes between your lips. Fucking tongue them. That'll muffle those squeals."
I did as Coach Jas ordered. My lips spread around both of those large toes. But it did little to stop my groans. My nipples were being grazed non-stop. Making them itch, and begging to be soothed.
The two coaches kept up an endless verbal taunting.
"This is the way we should handle all our teams, Jas. Red-assed and moaning, trying to suck our toes. Doubt that we can find any more with hornier tits then this big fucker, though."
"Keep my fucking foot in your palm, bitch. Right there. Right where I can get at those titties. Lick that drool up, boy."
I WAS drooling from my groaning, cause both big toes so huge. Filling my mouth, leaving me no place to put my tongue.
The torment went on and on. Both leaving at times to get more beer, but one always staying to keep teasing me.
Once when Jas left for beer, Sham told me to stand.
I got up, on wobbly legs.
"Put your hands behind your head."
As I did, I felt Coach Sham hook his toes in the straps of my jock.
I peeked down. Watching as he pulled my jock down so my hard cock FLUNG out.
My prick was pointing straight as an arrow, from my pubes. Drips of gooey pre coating the head.
"You are a big horny slut, aren't you? Jas get in here."
"Wow, looks like someone enjoys being our slut, Sham!, "said the coach as he walked back on the deck.
"That's exactly what I said, bud. Leaking like a whore."
I sheepishly tried to explain, "I - I leak a lot. I- I don't know why."
"Cause your a horny bitch, boy. Tits, ass, man you even into sucking feet, ain't ya?"
"No, no coach, I -"
Coach Jas SMACKED both of my buns.
"Quit your lying, fucker."
I stumbled forward. Landing directly on Coach Sham with a SPLASH!
Our hard cocks rubbing on one another's' as I struggled to stand.
Sham still holding a beer, cupped my meaty butt cheek in his other hand. Laughing as I squirmed on his smooth chest.
When we finally got to our feet, Sham led me out of the hot-tub.
He lifted my jock. I YELPED as he purposely made my cock-head stick out over the strap, and my big nuts hanging out each side of the pouch. My balls were also kept in place by a strap.
Without even drying ourselves, we walked into the house.
In the living room, I got pushed in the centre.
"Grab the pull-up bar."
I hadn't even noticed the metal sticking down from the ceiling.
I reached up, standing between the chairs and the TV.
Coach Sham sat down as Coach Jas made me stand with my legs spread, and ass sticking out.
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!
"That's for fucking lying to me, bitch!"
I MOANED! BEGGED!
But my dick was SO hard. Again, getting off on being disciplined.
Coach Sham who was facing my hard dick, made sure to make Jas aware.
"Fuck dude, his cock is spurting up pre like a volcano ready to erupt. Just oozing over his jock"
A few more SMACKS and Coach Jas grabbed my head, to get a look at my throbbing pecker.
I was allowed to let go of the bar, but not before being ordered to turn to allow Coach Sham some SLAPS on my red buns. Hearing his smirks as he made my big butt JIGGLE each time.
I then had to lay on the footstool, but on my back.
My big bod sprawled, so i was pretty much laying on the floor.
Put in a position so my face could be covered by the huge feet of both men as they sat,
Only got some relief on my sore back, when I was allowed on my knees, and got my face shoved on one of the coach's soles and ordered to SNIFF. My head kept in place by the other smirking coach.
Throughout the humiliation, my hard prick never softened one bit.
Time went by to the point where the two men, wanted to take the "fun" to the bedroom.
They got up, which was the first REAL time I actually had a chance to notice what they looked like naked.
Coach Jas, despite his long blond hair was basically hairless everywhere else, but his pits! Coach Sham had his nuts shaved, but had a fluff of red pubes along the base of his cock. Both dicks were 8 inches or so, of cut meat.
As I got shoved in the darkly lit bedroom, I stumbled over a mattress.
I quickly turned to my back, seconds before I was JUMPED by both coaches.
Wrestling around with me.
The men constantly pushed me on my back. Though probably could have held my own against one, there was no escaping the two coaches.
They laughed as they covered my face with their pits. Pulling and pinching my sore nipples.
Worse is when they moved fingers down my stomach. Eventually poking in my inny navel. I SQUIRMED! GROWLING!
My face lifting itself deeper in the pit over my mouth as I reacted!
"HAHAHAHA! Fuck Jas! I think we found another one of the slut's sweet spots!"
Coach Jas roughly pushed his shoulder over my face. Pushing his pit deeper over my nose and mouth.
"Push that big chest out, boy! Give us a good view of that pussy-navel of yours!"
I GASPED for some air, my face wedged itself in a pit, as I felt Coach Sham teasing my stretched naval.
"Ohhhh boy, listen to you moaning, and all I'm doing is just scratching around, that's all."
The coach laughed as he tickled around that sensitive hole. Hearing my muffled cries in Coach Jas' hairy pit.
"COACH! PLEASE STOP! I'LL DO WHATEVER YOU WANT. JUST S-S-T-O-P PLEASE!"
"Boy, you got no choice but to do whatever we want, ANYWAY!", Coach Jas said with a smirk.
I YELPED LOUDER, as Coach Sham plunged his finger in my belly-button. In-Out, quick movements.
"It's a pussy-navel boy, I gotta finger it. right? Feel how wet it is in there? Cunt-navel just oozing juice."
Coach Jas laughed at Sham,
My navel was soaked with pre, which had dripped from my excited piss-slit. SQUISHY noises as Sham teasingly poked in my wet belly-button.
"Fuck Sham, you gonna make the fucker, blow."
"Nah, grab one of his balls. Calm him down for a bit."
Both coaches reached down each side of the pouch, where one of my big balls was sticking out. ROLLING my nut between their fingers.
"You got your big fuckin' trespasser in quite a jam here, Jas. Cause, like always, we got the bitch we took home, horny as fuck. Big boy just a whimpering slut, begging to cum!"
I was squirming around the bed, to no-avail. Trapped between the two men. Their fingers, working my chest. Both absent-mindedly rubbing their huge feet on my sensitive soles. Unable to fidget very far, as my nuts being held firmly. And my penis, now an inch out of the top of the pouch, seeping thick pre from the mushroom cap.
"You reckon' we gonna let our slut cum?"
"Hell, no!", said Jas laughing, "but am gonna have to find something to get this big jock-boy to be thinking about something else, then cumming."
Coach Jas stood up on the bed. Putting his feet on both sides of me, he plopped down HARD on my chest.
As I opened my mouth and GROANED, he dropped his huge cock head on my tongue!
I moved around frantically. Finger relentlessly teasing my navel was making me react, by rocking my head, thus accidentally swallowing more of that prick!
"Yeah you hungry for it, ain't ya? Big cock-sucking bitch-boy. He likes what you doing back there, Sham. He's just eating my dick. Fuck yeah. Wrap your lips around it, bitch. Moan around my cock. Moan around that meat."
Coach Sham give a SMACK to Coach Jas' pumpin' ass.
"I want some of that dude, move over."
Jas moved to the side. Only removing his dick from my mouth, when Coach Sham was close enough to PUSH his huge mushroom head pass my panting lips.
Side-by-side my head was turned. Forced to slide my lips around one thick prick, then to the other.
"Fuck yeah, Jas. Trespassing big boy doing a good job to stay out of trouble. FUCK, lips so tight round my meat. Eat that cock, boy. Tongue it!"
With both men near my head, they used the opportunity to reach down and tease my sensitive chest, whenever my lips found their cock. Ensuring horny moans, and yelps around their dicks.
Both coaches then held their dicks in their hands.
"Kiss em', bitch! Kiss every part of those cocks. When you get to the piss-slit, lick up that pre. "
Both men had a thumb and fore-finger holding onto one of my nipples. A little bit of pressure on my erect tits, soon had my lips all over those hot bones. Later, feeling the tangy taste of their pre on my tongue.
With my moans, I could not here what the coaches were saying, but suddenly I was flipped over.
Coach Sham sat on my back, as he ordered me to lift my ass in the air.
Not that I had much choice, as Coach Jas grabbed my balls together. Forcing me to spread my big legs and raise my red buns.
He PULLED at my sac as his tongue started to force itself in my deep asscrack. Tunnelling for my smooth hole.
"FUCK MAN! COACH! PLEASE, I'M SERIOUS! STOP!"
"You hear that Sham, he's serious.", said Jas laughing.
"PLEASE. YOU DRIVING ME CRAZY! OOHH MY BALLS!"
"You talking to fuckin' much, bitch," snapped Coach Sham, "Open your fuckin' mouth!"
With one hand, he reached behind to grab my head. His other hand SPANKED my up-turned ass, as he moved one of his large feet towards my lips.
"Put that big toe in your mouth. Only sounds I wanna hear from you, bitch is sucking."
To avoid slaps on my horny ass, I did as ordered. MUFFLING my loud moans as Jas went back to working at my hole. Sham spreading my meaty butt cheeks, to totally expose that twitching "cunt".
SHUDDERS went through my ass. Rough play of my nuts was insuring I wasn't gonna jizz, but my hole was still snapping at that wet tongue. I felt goosebumps as Jas rubbed his stubble of his chin on my asslips. Tickling me. MOANING around that toe in my mouth.
Sham bent down. Now, HIS turn to DRILL his tongue around/in my hole.
It was now like a competition. To see who could make the big jock whimper the most!
Growling, blowing, nail-scraping, sucking - my hole being played with, as both men bragged at their techniques to get a "cunt horny".
Then I started getting fingered at a frantic paste. Like a blur the men took turns pushing one or 2 fingers up my hole.
Finally, with a SLAP on both of my cheeks, they let my body fall flat on the bed.
I was quickly pushed to my back. One of the coaches RIPPED my jock strap off. Laughing at the sight of my pubes soaked with pre. My dick, still thick, now able to lengthen even more up my stomach.
Coach Sham sat behind my head. He rubbed his smooth nuts all over my face, before barking orders at me to take the mushroom head of his cock between my lips. His sack resting on my nose. Making me SNIFF those sweaty balls as I slurped on the cut head.
Jas meanwhile, was pushing my big legs back. Once again exposing my tight pink hole.
I GROWLED, as I felt him poking his dick at my clenching asslips.
"Open that cunt, bitch, let me in there."
I could feel him rubbing his meat on my belly. Coating his prick with my pre that had oozed on my stomach.
"Sham , hold his legs, dude."
More of the coach's cock pushed between my lips, as he moved down a bit to grab my ankles.
I SQUIRMED around, as I felt that hard cock poking at my asshole. All that wriggling though, led to my butt submitting to that dick, and once again, my horny feet were the reason for my eagerness for that meat.
To hold me in position, Coach Sham placed both of his hands around the soles of my big sensitive feet.
I reacted by PUSHING my hole back on that cock, thus making it SPREAD my asslips.
"OOOH FUCK YEAH! That cunt eating my cock, now. "
Coach Sham not even realizing that he holding on to my feet, was creating this wild chain of events. My hole LATCHING onto that cock pumping in my ass. I was SLURPING and moaning around that dick between my lips.
"GEEZUS SHAM! FUCK! Can't believe how tight this cunt is. Choking my dick. Working it. Ahhh man! Hold him steady. FUCK, what a wild bitch. Take that cock! Take it!"
The fuck, was rough. My thoughts of cumming were often, but pinches at my nipples, or SMACKS on my big nuts, kept my attention gong back around that dick head in my mouth, and that shaft pumping in and out of my horny hole.
"OOH FUCK, SHAM. He is going to milk my cock dry!."
"FUCK OFF, JAS! I don't want sloppy seconds!"
But it was too late. Coach Jas was soon yelling as his prick SPURT.. SPURT.. SPURTED hot cream in my twitching hole. Coach Sham's hold, on BOTH of my soles, unbeknownst to him, was insuring that my ass worked for every drop from that piss-slit.
"My turn!"
Coach Sham's hard cock left my mouth. I watched as Coach Jas pulled out of my hole. His breath still coming in deep gasps, as he stepped out of the room.
"Get on all 4s", said Coach Sham, as he got on his knees behind me.
He SLAPPED my butt cheek.
"Move that cunt back on my cock. Take every inch, bitch. I know you can take it. Same fucking length as Jas, and you took that like a whore."
Groaning, as I feel my asslips being spread open by that hard dick. I kept pushing back - SLAPS on my red buns when I tried to slow down to get used to that thick new invader. Eventually, I could feel the reddish pubes on my smooth buns. My ass full of that prick.
Again, a HARD fuck ensued.
"OOHH MAN. AHH MY ASS! AHH FUCK! YOUR COCK SO BIG! SO DEEP! AAHH MY ASSHOLE!"
"Yeah bitch, take it! Jas was right, FUCK, so tight. Love it! Forget asshole, big fucker. This is a true-blue cunt, made for fucking! So tight and wet with juice!"
My moans were LOUD. Again hopes of releasing my pent-up load were being dashed, with hard SLAPS on my butt, or of Sham reaching under his dick to PULL on my aching balls. His belly smacking on my bubble-buns. Making them ripple with the force.
When Coach Jas walked back in the room, Coach Sham had made us switch positions.
I was now sitting on his dick. My own meat slapping on his belly. His hands holding onto each of my big red buns. Ensuring I kept my hole sliding up and down the length of his prick.
Jas got on the bed. Putting his legs on both sides of Sham, he took his spent cock between his fingers and brought it up to my lips.
"Here bitch. Get me hard again. Suck!"
His semi-hard dick pushed in my mouth, right to his sweaty balls. He then reached down. Grabbing both of my nipples, he PULLED. Making me MOAN around his dick. My hole NIPPING at that meat filling my ass in response.
"Stick your tongue out as you suck. Lick my nuts. Yeah worship them as you eat my cock."
His penis soon getting thicker and thicker in my mouth. Making it impossible for me to lap at his hanging sack.
Though he knew this, it only give him a reason to "punish" my nipples for not obeying.
Coach Sham meanwhile, was enjoying the reactions of my hole around his meat. Asslips grabbing at his shaft as I rode that dick.
"I am gonna flood that cunt, bitch. AHHH MAN! Yeah work for that seed, fucker. Here it cums! AAARRGGHHH!!"
Obviously, I would be exaggerating if I said his orgasm knocked me off his meat, but a real FORCE of cum was being blasted up my hole by that throbbing pecker.
The coach growled and cursed as my ass worked to get every drop of jizz from that dick head.
"I gotta get home soon, man. The wife might want a-go at my dick, but MAN, I don't care. I GOTTA have some of that tight jock-cunt again!"
"Please Coach Jas", I begged as he pulled his now rock hard cock from my mouth, "no more."
"Can-it, bitch. That fat ass of yours is too hot to not get another load of my seed up there."
"Take it out of the bed room", said Coach Sham as he pushed my bod off his spent meat and got up off the bed, "I gotta take a piss, but I wanna get some shut-eye after."
Jas grabbed my tired bod. Forcing me to stand and walk in the living room.
"Grab on-to the pull up bar. Yeah, that's it. Look at that big fucking red ass. Stick it out, boy. Show Coach Jas how much you want more cock up your horny cunt."
Grabbing my buns, Coach Jas pawed at the cheeks for a bit. Making them jiggle before spreading that deep crack and SLIDING his pecker straight up my hole.
Being on tip-toes to stick my butt out as Jas ordered, left my soles exposed. And though he didn't know it, when he moved closer to work his prick up my ass, his OWN huge toes scraped my soles. And once again, my body reacted by SQUEEZING around the shaft of his cock.
"AAHH FUCK YEAH! You big fucker! You love my cock! Working your cunt around it. AAHH MAN! So fuckin tight, even after you been fucked twice. That cunt is made for my cock, bitch."
My hole filled to the balls with his cock, Coach Jas moved his hands to the front to play with my chest. Fingers pulling nipples or poking in my navel. Making us BOTH groan, as my hole latched onto the shaft of his hard dick. Adding to that, his huge feet now totally slipping under the soles of mine as I stood up on tip-toes, meant that his cock was going for a ride.
I squirmed like CRAZY. My hole milking his shaft for that hot jizz which eventually came in hard SPURT.. SPURT.. SPURTS.
"AARRGGH FUCK YEAH! TAKE IT! TAKE MY CUM, BITCH!"
Jas kept his dick firmly in my hole, well after his piss-slit had oozed the last of that cream. I could feel his smooth stomach on my hot red ass, as he tried to catch his breath.
Eventually he pulled out, smirking as my fucked ass lips SNAPPED shut.
He laughed as he passed a fingernail over and over the sensitive asslips.
"Don't worry you little cunt-hole. I'll be filling you with hot cum another day, for sure."
Coach Jas grabbed the back of my neck, making me turn with him. Smirking to himself as he looked down and saw my cock, still sticking out as straight as an arrow. The head covered with a large amount of pre that has been forced from the swollen piss slit.
"Bet you wanna cum bad, jock-boy. Well that ain't happening with me around, bitch."
Jas went outside to pick up his discarded clothes. I used the opportunity to go have a piss. (Difficult as that was, with a dick that was at the bursting point!)
I was just finishing up, when Jas came up besides me, fully dressed.
Grabbing me by the nipples, he led me to the bedroom, again.
"Sham passed out for the night there, boy That dude won't move till morning. A few beers and he goes out like a light. Fuck, a drum-set besides his ears, won't wake that fucker up. Which is too bad for you, boy cause he's the one that might let you cum. Now to make sure you don't make YOURSELF cum."
With that Coach Jas made me put my arms behind my back. Grabbing my ripped jock-strap, he bound my wrist together with it.
Coming to the front, where my chest was now sticking out, he passed his hands over my chest. Knowing the reaction of my body as he reached down and LICKED at my right tit, as he nail-scratched the other with one hand, and poked in my belly-button with the other.
Took only seconds to my meat, which had managed to soften a bit when I was having a piss, to be a throbbing leaking boner once again.
Finding a pair of Coach Sham's "sweat-pants" on the floor, Jas pulled the thin front-tie rope completely out.
I GASPED as he grabbed my nuts. Binding my balls apart then attaching them to the shaft of my hard cock.
He then shoved me on the mattress next to Coach Sham. Like Jas had said, the sleeping coach never moved a muscle, even though I fell hard besides him.
"Can't have you leaking all over the bed from your cock and your cunt, now can we?"
I was moved between the legs of the sleeping coach. Pushed down on my shoulders.
I freaking YELPED when I felt Coach Jas moving one of Coach Sham's feet near my ass. He roared with laughter at my humiliation and moans as he had me basically SIT on a huge big toe.
"That takes care of one leaking problem"
Grabbing my hair, he pulled, making me get up on my knees, with legs spread. Still impaled on that big toe.
I looked down, as Jas moved Sham's other foot. I MOANED as he put my cock in between the big toe and the second. My pre oozing on the sleeping coach's foot.
"And that will take care of the OTHER leaking problem for the night, boy."
To not disturb the set-up that he had made, Coach Jas, GENTLY pushed me forwards.
My red butt was in the air, shoulders down, knees on the mattress - so Jas could look between my legs and see that my prick was still firmly lodged between Coach Sham's toes, while the big toe of his other foot was still plugging my hole.
Some more slight manoeuvring, and Jas had me open my mouth, and take Coach Sham's cock between my lips.
"There you go boy. Something to nurse on while you sleep. Ah, and one more little adjustment, and I should be good to go."
I watched as Jas took Sham's hand. Bringing it down. From my position, I could no longer see, but I felt him putting Sham's forefinger and thumb around my right nipple. Pinching them together. In his sleep, Sham held firmly to that erect tit.
Coach Jas leaned over, whispering in my ear.
"Just in case you have any ideas of trying to move from my little set-up here, if Sham doesn't tell me he woke up in this position? Then the dean will be getting a visit."
With a SLAP on my lifted buns, I then heard leaving the house.
I had no idea how I was to stay in this position until morning. Though he did not wake, Coach Sham moved his toes, scraping my cock head, or wriggling in my wet hole. Trying desperately not to MOAN as this would stimulate his dick in my mouth - if it got any thicker, I would surely gag!
Toes around my pecker were getting slick with pre. My tied nut-sac forcing more and more ooze from the swollen piss-slit.
In his drunken sleep, I could see Sham reach down to scratch at his belly and his pubes. I was shocked that his other hand keep his fingers tightly wrapped around my sore tit.
I could do nothing but remain in this humiliating position, until morning.