This is a different kind of story for me. I am usually into 'beastie porn'. but anything with horse like dick is hot.
This is a tale based off a character that I have had in a few stories. Tony. This incredible stud I have now been hooking up with several times is my complete obscession now. I want him all to myself. Even if his is married with children. So this is a new story about the fucking delicious stud.
He is still supposedly straight. But willing to play. And here is hopes to more hooks up with my 'nutsy' stud. Enjoy this story.....
The Last Man on Earth? (Chapter 3) The Bombs Came Down...
..... I was sitting there in the coaches office. It was a memory I was recalling from looking at the pictures in my late mothers photo album. Memories of my youth. Hot memories of the sex I had had in my teens with guys and teachers at school. And the hit coach Johnson was one of the best.
""I don't know what you are talking about" I said to the coach
He had begun an accusation of an encounter I had with Jake the senior wrestler. An incident that did happen. But I had not known that the coach had known.
"Jake told me about the two of you" he said again "The hot shower and him fucking you"
I looked at the older mans glaring eyes. It was like he was looking right through me. Yes he knew. Jake must have told him. But why. I thought our encounter was a private affair. To school jocks caught in homosexual impropriety would not be tolerated there. And the coach knew.
"Fuck!"my head had screamed "Deny it. Deny it"
But that's when the hot coach reached down to his crotch as he spoke in detail if the incident. Had he been there to see it too?
"You know I can't allow this" he said " I can't have gay shit going on under my watch"
I looked at his crotch. The bulge seemed to grow some. Moving down his leg. Was coach Johnson getting a hard on? The man continued to give me the stink eye. Still talking about how unacceptable my behavior was.
"Gonna havWant Tony's Sacke to cut you" he said "Noo. Coach. Noo!" I chirped "You can't!" "Ohh yes I can" he stated "I can do whatever the Fuck I want."
The man then stepped off the chair. His crotch had grown. Substantially. His dick was pushing at the shorts now. And it was obvious that all his talk was exciting him. The crotch looked yummy. And I wondered if I propositioned him, could I get out if trouble.
"Please coach. Don't cut me." I cried "I'll do anything sir"
His eyebrow cocked up as I said that. Then he smiled a bit. An almost wicked smile
"Anything?" He then asked
Then he stepped closer to me. His hand was still stroking at his covered dick. Then he pushed his crotch at me. Offering up his big bulge to me. I could see the shaft of his dick pressing against the material of those shorts. It wanted freedom.
"Then why don't you do to me what you did for Jake" he huffed. "Suck my fucking dick gay boy"
I swallowed hard as I stared at his crotch. I wanted it. Yes, I definitely wanted it. I licked at my lips as he again told me to suck him. I then reached for coach Johnson's crotch......
To be continued