Date: Fri, 11 May 2012 18:11:01 -0500
From: Jason Clarkson <jclarkson36@gmail.com>
Subject: Chapter 4 - Drew and Coach

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Sorry for the delay...and I definitely changed this up.  This is new for me
to create the dark character (you'll find out!), so it's a little raw and I
think I jumped around too much, but it has been so long, I needed to get
something published.  Let me know what you think!!

JC

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"Drew?  I am home!" Mr. Brown yelled when he entered the house as he wanted
to give Drew plenty of time to get dressed and clean up any mess that was
up there.

The sound of his Dad's voice snapped Drew out of his reminiscing.  He was
rock hard and softly stroking thinking about his friend Josh.  He carefully
slipped his shorts back on.

"This arm is really a fucking pain," he thought to himself as he scanned
the room in a panic to see if anything was out of order.

"Oh, hi Dad!  I am just changing, I'll be right down." Drew said loudly,
hoping it would keep his Dad downstairs while he made sure his room and the
bathroom were evidence free.

"If my Dad knew what just went on here..." Drew thought as he scurried
about as quick as he could with his casted arm.

Thankfully, the fear assisted in softening his cock so that when he had
tidied up both rooms and headed downstairs, he no longer was pitching a
tent.

As his flaccid cock swayed freely underneath his nylon shorts, Drew had to
think of his scary Physics teacher to keep from having it begin to fire up
again, but he wasn't having much luck anyway.

Drew loved the feeling of his cock bouncing against his thighs and the rub
of the nylon shorts.  He went freestyle under basketball shorts as often as
he could, but it usually made him hard quite rapidly so he didn't often do
it.

When he came down the stairs, he went over to his Dad who was standing by
the kitchen table looking at the mail and gave him a hug as best he could
with his arm.

He noticed his Dad looked at him a bit differently and his Dad's hug was
tighter and longer than usual.  Drew was a bit embarrassed, in fact,
because his cock had started to rise on the walk to the kitchen.  When his
Dad returned the hug so tightly, his semi-hard cock pressed against his
Dad's thigh.  Although he never felt any sexual attraction to his own
father, the physical attention his cock was getting, caused it to jump
further.

Mr. Brown had a flood of emotion pour over him as he saw his sweet boy walk
into the kitchen.  Drew would always be his little boy, but he now knew
that Drew was gay, or at least bi, and would have some difficult decisions
to make.  Mr. Brown wished he was brave enough to tell Drew that he had
some of the same feelings.  Sadly, he knew, however, he would never be able
to.

With all the thoughts running through his head and feelings rushing over
him, Mr. Brown held the hug to long.  He snapped out of it because he felt
Drew's cock slide across his leg.  The feeling startled him.

He pulled back quickly and looked down at it.  The father and son both
immediately turned bright red.  The silence in the room became deafening.

Mr. Brown looked up at Drew not knowing what to say.  It was obvious Drew's
cock was hard and both knew that Mr. Brown had felt it against his leg.

"Uh, sorry Dad, this thing has a mind of its own sometimes," Drew said,
completely humiliated.

"Ha, I know that.  No worries, kiddo, just keep it away from me!" Mr. Brown
said laughing as he turned away nonchalantly although he was freaked out to
say the least.

He had felt his own dick jump when Drew's cock brushed against his thigh.

Drew walked back to the couch, feeling very awkward.

"Oh shit, Coach is coming back with lunch!"  Drew thought as he now had a
new reason to panic.

Coach was just pulling up as Drew thought about the situation.  Coach
parked the car but then noticed the car in the driveway.

"That car wasn't there earlier," Coach noticed as the splendid aroma of the
cheeseburgers and fries caused his stomach to ache with hunger pains.

Coach wasn't too distressed as Drew's mother had invited him.  So, he
parked and walked up to the door with the fast food bags in his hand.

Drew painfully jumped up quickly and ran to the door when he heard the
knock.  Thankfully, coach didn't just walk in.

"Oh hi coach, what brings you here?" Drew asked as he opened the door.

Coach knew by the look in his face that someone was home and by the
question figured that it best that they pretend he had not been here just
yet.

"Hey, Drew, I saw your mom yesterday and she suggested I stop by and see
you.  So, I thought I'd bring some lunch." Coach continued the story.

Coach lifted up the fast food bags.  "I hope you are in the mood for some
cheeseburgers." Coach said as he felt a bit more of Drew's hot cum trickle
from his worn hole.

"Oh, we have company?" Mr. Brown said as he came up behind Drew.

"Yeah, Dad, it's coach.  Mom told him to stop by.  He brought lunch." Drew
explained, quite pleased that they had come up with a legitimate
explanation.

"Hi there, Mr. Brown, I brought a couple of extra because I know how
teenagers can eat, so if Drew is willing to give one up, there should be
plenty for you." Coach said, feeling awkward now as he was still out on the
porch.

Mr. Brown glared at coach but not in a way that would give up his true
emotions.

"OK, sounds good, coach, but I am not that hungry anyway.  Drew, would you
at least invite our guest in?" Mr. Brown said.

Mr. Brown realized he wasn't going to do anything to his son's coach.
There was nothing he really could do.  It was obvious that the coach didn't
force himself on his son.  His son, the young, tall, good looking, athletic
and intelligent kid, was 18 and very capable of making his own decisions.
Mr. Brown was still shattered.  He was now certain Drew had the same kind
of feelings for men that he did.  That wasn't what troubled Mr. Brown.  It
was the thought that Drew might feel the pressure to keep it a secret just
as Mr. Brown had for all these years.

The three men made their way into the kitchen and sat at the table.
Mr. Brown got the drinks, first offering Drew milk, but gave in when he
asked for a coke instead.  Coach asked for water and so Mr. Brown poured
two glasses from the filtered pitcher in the refrigerator.  Mr. Brown
noticed the icy cold bottles of Stella Artois on their sides on the shelf
below.

"I could use a few of those," Mr. Brown thought as he reached for the
water.

"I'll wait until after coach leaves," he decided in his head.

The men enjoyed the greasy burgers and fries while reminiscing about the
season.  Mr. Brown watched Drew and Coach as they interacted.  They were
quite comfortable with each other, but it didn't seem like they were in
love or anything.  Mr. Brown felt relieved about that.  Mr. Brown wasn't
sure how long the two had been fucking, but he was pretty sure it wasn't
long because they were never this comfortable with each other.

Drew was always nervous around Coach before, there was always a strong line
of roles between the Coach and his player.  Now, that line had been erased.
The actions upstairs obliterated it.  Mr. Brown just wasn't sure if that
was the first time, but thankfully, Mr. Brown was confident that Coach
hadn't taken advantage of his son during the season, what happened today
was a new event.

Feeling better about what he had seen, Mr. Brown began to look deeper at
the two men he was enjoying lunch with.  His son had really grown into an
extremely handsome man and Coach was certainly attractive for his age.  His
mind flashed back to the image of naked Coach, his muscular back glistening
with sweat as he bounced up and down on his son's cock.  Mr. Brown's cock
was rock hard as he continued with his recollection.

"Don't ya think, Dad?" asked Drew when he noticed his dad hadn't said much
in a few minutes.

"Huh?" Mr. Brown answered, "Oh sorry, I just have something on my mind.
What did you ask?"

Drew just laughed.  "Nothing.  See Coach, I told you, he's a total space
sometimes, I think he works too much."

Coach looked over at Mr. Brown and smiled.  The two men locked eyes for a
moment, and then each let their eyes roam down the other's body.

Mr. Brown quickly broke the silence, "Whatever, Drew, someone's gotta pay
for your fancy lifestyle and insatiable appetite."

Drew had actually read that phrase just the other night when he was jacking
off to some gay porn stories, so it was used for a different meaning.

Drew decided he could have some fun with the phrase's double meaning:

"Yeah, Dad, I have to agree with you, I do have an insatiable appetite!"

Drew looked at Coach and smiled and very subtly grazed his leg against
Coach's.

Drew continued as he saw Coach knew what he meant:

"It's like, I can eat forever and ever, and as soon as I am finished, I
want more."

Drew smiled at Coach as he saw Coach's jaw literally drop.  Drew had never
intended on having so much control over this man, but he realized he did
and also discovered that he very much enjoyed it.

Drew began to tease Coach by letting his leg graze against Coach's a few
more times while changing the subject back to his Dad.

"So, Dad, how was your trip?"

Coach tried to focus on eating as Drew's leg contact had him quite hard and
unnerved as well.

"If it bothers you so much to have him doing that with his leg, why don't
you just move your leg?" Coach asked himself in his head.

"Oh fine, Drew, just the usual customer meetings." Mr. Brown said, although
he wanted to say:

"It was awesome, Drew.  I cammed with a hot college kid last night with a
huge cock from my hotel room, and I shot two huge loads."

That truly was the highlight of the trip.  The customer meeting went well,
but Mr. Brown enjoyed the privacy of the hotel room to act on his secret
desires.  He hadn't been with another man since Josh, but he had been
camming a lot lately which was satisfying his desires for now.

Mr. Brown's mind began to drift back to those few sessions with Josh.  He
had some regrets since it was his son's friend, but it was amazing and Josh
seemed very cool with it.  It had ended abruptly, but Josh had explained he
couldn't keep doing it, and Mr. Brown had obliged and neither mentioned it
ever again.

Drew was getting a bit aroused himself, teasing Coach, but wasn't going to
push it with his Dad there.  Also, he knew he had Coach worked up, and
decided his next move would be the best way to maintain total control.

Drew yawned and said,

"Oh, I am sorry Coach, but my pain pill makes me really tired, I think I
have to go lay down.  But, thanks for lunch and maybe you could stop by
again some time?"

Mr. Brown snapped out of his thoughts as he heard Drew very rudely telling
Coach to leave, although not outwardly saying it.

"Drew!"  Mr. Brown said as he looked at his son sternly.

Drew had neglected to consider his Dad's reaction.  He saw the hurt in
Coach's eyes, but that was what he was intending, but he needed to find a
way to make it better for his Dad.

"It's fine, Mr. Brown, I have to go anyway.  I have class soon.  And, I
know those pills make you tired and make you say crazy things."  Coach
explained as he got up from the table, trying to conceal his hard cock in
his shorts.

In most situations, his concealment would have worked.  However, Drew's
eyes were looking for it, and Mr. Brown was immediately drawn to Coach's
crotch because he had been checking the rest of Coach out since they sat
down.

Coach was expecting the grin of satisfaction that Drew had when seeing that
his little game of teasing had worked, but was a bit shocked when he
noticed that Mr. Brown seemed to be looking right at his hard cock.

Coach felt even more humiliated.  He had just been told to leave and was
now busted with a hard on.  He felt his face and neck redden as he walked
to the door.

Drew sat and smiled as he watched his former coach walk away.  Drew admired
the ass that he had fucked for the first time a short time ago.  Mr. Brown
was shocked at Drew's behavior, but realized it made some sense given what
he had heard and seen earlier.

Mr. Brown quickly rose up and followed Coach to the door.  He was still in
his suit, so it was a bit easier to hide his hard cock.

"Coach, thanks so much for coming over and for lunch.  That was nice of you
to take time out of your busy day to visit Drew." Mr. Brown said, feeling
bad that Drew had been so rude.

Mr. Brown surprised himself with his feelings.  Less than an hour ago, he
was ready to kill Coach for getting involved with his son, but now he
actually felt sorry for the coach.  Even more strange to Mr. Brown was that
he was feeling quite attracted to Coach as well.

Coach turned at the door and said,

"It was my pleasure, Mr. Brown, I hope to see you again sometime soon.  And
Drew, I hope that arm heals up fast and we see you back at school real
soon."

Mr. Brown moved to the door and watched Coach as he headed to his car.

Coach got into his car and looked back at the house.  The two men caught
each other's gaze and held it.  Mr. Brown subconsciously rubbed his crotch
and slowly nodded his head as Coach drove away.

"Holy shit!" Coach thought, "Was I imagining that or was Mr. Brown being
pretty obvious that he was trying to tell me something?  Oh no, what if he
knows? what if Drew told him? what if it some sick game they play?"

Coach was in a panic, but did his best to calm down before arriving at
school.

Mr. Brown closed the door and headed to talk to Drew.  He needed to let him
know that kind of behavior was not acceptable.  He knew that Drew didn't
take the pain pills, so he knew Drew was up to something.  Of course, he
wasn't going to let on about what he saw earlier.

Drew had raced upstairs after Coach left to check his phone.  He was dying
to talk to Josh, especially now because he wanted help from Josh to come up
with ways to drive Coach crazy with lust and get him to submit to Drew's
commands.

Drew knew that Josh would have some great ideas.  Josh was a master at
getting people to do things.  Drew knew that first hand.

Mr. Brown headed upstairs when he didn't see Drew in the kitchen or on the
couch.

Drew was on his back on the bed.  He had checked his phone, but Josh hadn't
replied yet.  He had lowered his shorts mid thigh and was stroking his
cock, thinking about fucking Coach in his office.  He heard his Dad on the
stairs coming up.  Luckily he had closed the door.  Just to be safe, he
pulled his shorts back up over his hard cock and began to rub it from the
outside.  He loved the feeling of the nylon shorts against it anyway.  He
had shot plenty of loads into plenty of his nylon shorts doing this exact
thing.

Mr. Brown was still angry at him and seeing the closed door only pissed him
off more.  He hated it when Drew closed his door, and Drew knew it.
Mr. Brown just barged right in, startling Drew.

"What have I told you about this door?" asked Mr. Brown not looking for an
answer.

"Geez Dad, do you mind knocking?" asked a surprised Drew, thankful he had
pulled up the shorts.

"Yes, I do mind knocking, I have told you a hundred times I don't like you
closing your door unless you're changing or something.  I don't want you
hiding up in here." Mr. Brown snapped.

"Ok, sorry, Dad, I just wanted to get some sleep, I didn't sleep well last
night and I am in a lot of pain." Drew said, none of it being true.  He
lied to his parents quite often.  He was getting quite good at it.  Josh
had taught him well.

Mr. Brown fell for the story and apologized, and even took it a step
further and assumed that was why Drew had been so rude to Coach.

"OK, Drew, but you could have told me that, and is that why you rushed
Coach out of here?"

"Well, yeah, kinda, but also I don't want to be hanging around with Coach,
the season's over, my high school basketball career is over, I have had
enough of him," said Drew, completely making it all up.

"Really?  I thought you liked Coach, you seemed to be getting along
earlier." Mr. Brown said.

Drew's eyes went wide.  Mr. Brown saw his reaction and realized Drew
thought he meant earlier when they were fucking.  In fact, Mr. Brown had
meant earlier in the lunch conversation.

Mr. Brown had to clarify but not let on that he caught Drew's reaction:

"I mean in between you wolfing down all those cheeseburgers, you seemed to
be enjoying the conversation with Coach."

Drew smiled, relieved, his Dad had no idea.

"Oh yeah, well, I mean he is ok, I am just saying it's kinda like hanging
out with a teacher.  It's just not something I really want to do.

"OK, well mister, we still don't treat people like that, no matter how bad
we are feeling, understood?" Mr. Brown responded.

"OK, Dad, yeah I am sorry, I shouldn't have done that.  I promise I'll be
cool to him from now on.  I am gonna get some sleep, ok?" Answered Drew.

"OK, I am gonna jump in the shower," replied Mr. Brown, "and I'll even
close the door so not to disturb you."

Drew smiled at his Dad.

"Haha, ok, thanks Dad.  Love you"

"Love you too," said Mr. Brown as he closed the door.

Drew waited and listened until he heard the shower go on in his parents
bathroom.  As soon as he heard the familiar sound, he slipped his shorts
down, but this time he slid them all the way off.  He caught them with his
toe and tossed them to the side of the bed.

His cock had softened completely but was already coming to life when he
wrapped his hand around it once again.

He didn't return to his fantasy about Coach but went back to that day with
Josh--the first time that he completely submitted to Josh.

Mr. Brown turned the shower handle to increase the temperature and then
lathered up his body with the Suave body wash.  The gel turned into a nice
thick foam in his chest hair as he applied more.  He worked it in very
well, rubbing it over his hardening nipples.  He slid his soapy hand down
his flat, but hairy, stomach and over his hardening cock.  The slick soap
felt wonderful against his body as the hot water bounced off his neck and
shoulders.

Coach Clarkson was certainly on his mind, and so was the incredibly hot
stud he cammed with last night, but his sexual thoughts went back to his
son Drew's best friend, Josh.

It was about 9 months ago.  Mr. Brown had been out with some of the guys
from work for happy hour that lasted until almost midnight.  Mr. Brown took
the train downtown to work and the house was within walking distance, so he
didn't have to worry about driving home.  Thankfully, he had to catch the
last train at 11, otherwise he might have had even more beer.  He already
had plenty, so having to catch the train was a great excuse to leave.

Mr. Brown still had a nice buzz going when he walked into the house.  He
knew his wife was fast asleep, but figured Drew would be on the couch
playing a video game or watching tv.  Instead, he was surprised to see
Drew's friend Josh on the couch playing a video game, with Drew nowhere
around.

"Oh, hi Mr. B!" said Josh, seemingly excited to see him.

"Hey Josh, how are you?" answered Mr. Brown, excited to see Josh, but no
more than usual.

Mr. Brown loved Josh.  He knew he was becoming sexually attracted to him as
Josh matured into a man, but he had known this boy forever and loved him
like a son.

"Where's Drew?" Mr. Brown asked looking around the first floor for his son.

"He crashed already.  We were playing NBA2K11 and I was owning him, and he
conveniently got tired and had to go to bed." Josh explained to Mr. Brown.

"He is such a wimp sometimes," Mr. Brown said, giggling, "I don't know how
you have put up with him for so long, Josh."

"Haha, yeah, I don't either, but it gives me a good excuse to hang out
here, Mr. B.  You and Mrs. B. always treat me so nice, I can't give that up
no matter how much your wonderful son drives me crazy." Josh said laughing.

Josh was spinning his web and he could tell Mr. Brown was headed right for
his trap.

"Oh Josh, you are always welcome here, even if you dump Drew, you know
that."  Mr. Brown said as he headed to the fridge for a beer.

He didn't really need another one, but he was enjoying the opportunity to
hang with Josh. However, if he was going to stay awake, he needed to keep
the buzz going.

"Do you need anything, Josh?" Mr. Brown asked as he opened the fridge.

"I'll have what you're having Mr. B" answered Josh quickly.

Josh knew that Mr. Brown had a good buzz on and if the night was going to
go according to his well thought out plan, Mr. Brown would come back into
the room with two beers, one for himself and one for Josh.

Mr. Brown continued to do just had Josh had planned.  He paused for only an
instant as he bent in to grab the Stella from the shelf.  And then he
grabbed two.  He had never allowed Drew to drink before but for some reason
he was very willing to grab a beer for Josh.

Mr. Brown opened the beers, grabbed two glasses and strolled into the
living room and plopped himself next to Josh.

"Don't you dare tell Drew or his mom anything about this. I'll deny the
whole thing anyway," said Mr. Brown as he poured the beer.

"Hey, Mr. B, everything between you and me is always sealed in the vault, I
thought you always knew that!" Josh said as he flashed his best smile at
his next conquest.  Mr. Brown and Josh clinked their glasses together, as
Josh came up with the toast:

"To our little secret."

While they gulped down their drinks, Josh looked into Mr. Brown's somewhat
glossy eyes and he knew he had him.  When Josh had come up with his plan,
he figured he would get Mr. Brown to play some NBA2K11 with him for a bit
before he would seduce him.  But, now Josh realized that he already his
best friend's father.  What Josh hadn't planned for, and was unaware until
this moment, Drew's Dad was into guys.  In fact, Josh realized, he probably
played around regularly.

Josh had an uncanny ability to read people, and just a few moments peeking
into Mr. Brown's eyes had revealed so much for him.

Mr. Brown, of course, didn't know that Josh had planned all of this out.
So, as he let his hand wrap around his hardening, soapy cock, he was
reliving that incredible first night that he believed to be just an
instantaneous event for the two of them.

Josh leaned over and kissed Mr. Brown.

Mr. Brown was stunned but did not try to stop Josh.  In fact, once he felt
the Josh's soft, wet lips touch his, Mr. Brown returned the kiss.

Josh suddenly stopped.

"I'm sorry, Mr. B, I shouldn't have done that.  Oh, I don't know what I was
thinking."

Josh sat back and stared ahead at the tv and chugged his beer.

Mr. Brown set his glass down and then reached over and took the now empty
glass from Josh.

Josh continued looking straight ahead.

Mr. Brown stood up and got on his knees in front of his son's friend.

Josh still looked straight ahead.

Mr. Brown put his hands onto Josh's.

Josh still looked straight ahead.

Mr. Brown raised up a bit and kissed Josh.

Josh didn't return the kiss but didn't try to stop Mr. Brown.

Mr. Brown began to kiss Josh all over his face and neck.  He began to run
his hands all over the young man's body and through his hair.

Josh remained still and continued to look straight ahead.  Mr. Brown tugged
off Josh's shirt exposing his muscled chest that had some slight hair
sprouting on it.  Mr. Brown kissed the wonderful chest that was exposed to
him.

Josh still wasn't reacting but Mr. Brown saw Josh's cock begin to rise in
his shorts.

Mr. Brown was blaming or justifying his own actions on the nice buzz he was
feeling, not realizing that Josh was playing him as he had done to many
others, including his son.

Mr. Brown looked down at Josh's cock as it continued to grow in Josh's
nylon shorts.  Mr. Brown could tell Josh had no underwear on, just like the
way Drew wore his nylon shorts around the house.  They hid nothing, and
although he always wished Drew wouldn't be so revealing around the house,
Mr. Brown loved it when Josh was over sporting some shorts like this.

Mr. Brown reached down and grabbed Josh's hard cock through the shorts.

Josh finally reacted, moaning softly and leaning all the way back against
the back of the couch.

Mr. Brown began to massage Josh's healthy cock as Josh continued to moan
and spread his legs further out so Mr. Brown would have better access.

Mr. Brown's cock jumped as he felt the wonderful warmth and thickness of
his son's friend's cock.  He was about to suck this beautiful boy's cock
and he couldn't wait.

Without looking up for approval from Josh, Mr. Brown pulled at the
waistband of Josh's shorts and began to tug them off.

"No, Mr. Brown," Josh said softly, "I can't do this, it's wrong."

Mr. Brown looked up at Josh, frightened and feeling awful that he did this.

Josh saw the look in Mr. Brown's eyes and that wonderful feeling inside him
came to life.  Josh was addicted to the feeling.  He loved manipulating
people and he had Mr. Brown like a puppet on a string right now.

He had just worked his son Drew over not an hour before.  He was feeling
quite proud that he had the two Browns under his complete control.  He had
come over to Drew's house and acted hurt by something Drew had done
earlier.  The truth was that it didn't bother him at all, in fact, Drew
hadn't really done everything that Josh told him he had done.  Drew tried
to explain that to Josh, but Drew was no match for Josh.

Before long, Drew was on his knees in front of his friend who was now
ordering his friend to worship his cock, making sure the Drew never stopped
looking up at him.  Josh smiled wide as always as the exhilarating feeling
coarsed through his veins and Drew added to the pleasure with his wonderful
mouth.

"Drew sure can suck some incredible cock!" Josh thought to himself,
wondering which feeling felt better; the power and control or the sensual
blowjob he was receiving.

Josh felt himself getting close to erupting to he pushed Drew away.  Drew
knew what that meant and he obediently positioned himself on all fours
facing away from his friend.

Drew was rock hard himself.  He never thought anything of the way Josh
treated him.  Josh was his best friend and he loved him and whatever Josh
wanted Drew to do, was just fine with him.  He believed that if he asked,
Josh would do anything for him.

"Nope, not like that tonight Drew, we're gonna try a few different things."
Josh said as he took the liberty to smack Drew's ass fairly hard.

"OK, Josh, whatever you want," Drew said meekly, not showing a reaction to
the swat, although he did feel his dick jump when he felt the sting of
Josh's hand against his muscled ass.

Josh proceeded to direct Drew into the position he wanted him in.  Drew was
on his back on the floor at the foot of the bed.  Well, only his head and
shoulders were on the floor.  The rest of his body was straight up in the
air with his legs flipped onto the bed.

Josh stood above him bending him further so that his slippery but softening
cock was resting on Drew's balls.  Drew of course was still rock hard
anticipating the tremendous fucking that Josh always delivered.

The position was not comfortable for Drew but he remained quiet looking up
at his friend.  Josh saw the look of desire in his friend's eyes and began
to taunt him verbally, slowly stroking his cock, so as to not get it too
hard just yet.

Drew began to ache, not only from the position but now his strong desire to
take his friend's cock inside him.  Josh pelted him verbally with taunts
about Drew's supposed hurtful actions today and how Josh wasn't quite sure
he wanted to keep doing this if Drew was going to act that way.

Drew begged.  Josh's dick hardened quickly.  The feeling of power and
control triggered the sexual arousal.  Josh slipped his dick in hard and
fast and fucked Drew hard.  Josh had amazing stamina.  Standing over Drew
like this was definitely the best position he had made Drew take his cock
in yet, but he still was able to savor the feeling and make it last.

Sweat was literally pouring up Drew's body as he was essentially upside
down.  Josh's sweat was dripping off his face and chest and splashing onto
Drew.

As much as Josh was in control, he always let Drew cum whenever he wanted
to.  He controlled that situation by making Drew cum two or sometimes three
times before he would finally finish himself.

Tonight was no exception.  Although Drew was in agony and straining from
the awkward position, Josh's cock was hitting his prostate at an amazing
angle and sending jolts of electricity through his entire body.  After
about five minutes of this intense pleasure, Drew needed to cum.  Drew
always tried to hold off as long as he could, because he knew Josh could go
on forever and wouldn't stop just because Drew was done.  Drew managed to
get his right hand up to his cock.  Josh had purposely positioned his legs
to make it difficult for Drew to reach it, but after several attempts, Drew
was successful.  Josh fucked his friend harder as Drew gave his dripping
cock a few tugs.  Drew was ready to cum and Josh knew it because of the
familiar look on Drew's face.

Josh realized something and his next move was nothing he had ever done for
Drew since the day all of this started.  Josh ripped Drew's hand away from
his cock to replace it with his own.  Josh hadn't felt his friend's cock in
his hand for so long, but he realized that from this angle he could
possibly shoot Drew's cum directly into Drew's mouth if he aimed Drew's
cock just right.

Drew smiled up at Josh.

"Oh yes, Josh, your hand feels so good, stroke me, make me cum." Drew said
in between grunts and groans.

"Open!" answered Josh as he stopped stroking Drew.

"Umm what?" asked Drew.

"Open your mouth, Drew, you are gonna swallow your hot load." Explained
Josh calmly.

"No way Josh, that's gross." Drew answered quickly.

Josh remained calm but stopped pounding his friend's ass, pulling his cock
almost all the way out and releasing Drew's cock from his grip.

"Open." Josh repeated.

Drew immediately opened wide.  Josh began to pound his friend once again.
The exhilarating feeling of power and control blasted through him once
again, so much this time, that he felt himself move past the point of no
return.  Josh was going to cum too.

Josh stroked Drew hard while he continued to fuck him.  Drew had to cum
first, Josh needed to stay in control.

Drew kept his mouth opened but shut his eyes and became lost in his own
pleasures.  Josh's cock was doing amazing things to him and the feeling of
Josh's hand around his cock was wonderful.  Josh had only touched his cock
one time before, but Drew always longed for his friend to do it again.

Drew readied himself for what he believed might be the most powerful orgasm
he had ever experienced.

One last groan and his balls started firing.

Josh was ready with his aim and fired a direct hit into Drew's mouth.  Shot
after shot either pelted Drew lips or cheeks or scored a bullseye and
dropped into Drew's mouth.

Josh saw his friend's cum puddling up in his mouth.  Drew was doing his
best not to swallow his own cum, but was still lost in the throws of an
amazing orgasm and wasn't about to try and stop his balls from draining.

Finally, Drew's shots lost their force and begin to land on his chest and
stomach.  The position he was in, however, was causing them to roll down
and settle at his chin.

When Drew looked like he was settling down, Josh pulled his cock out of
Drew's tight ass and began to stroke his cock.

"Stay open." Josh ordered, his calmness was replaced with his own lust.

Josh steadied his cock and aimed it downward at his friend's mouth which
was still open as ordered.

As Drew came down from his heightened state, he opened his eyes to see what
Josh was up to.

He was surprised by a waterfall of Josh's cum plummeting towards him.  Drew
was careful not to move his head, as he knew Josh would be mad.  So, he
stayed as still as he could with his mouth open.

Drew could feel his own cum beginning to trickle down his throat a bit as
Josh's first shot pelted his forehead.  Josh successfully repositioned his
cock so that the second shot landed on Drew's nose and the third and
seemingly heaviest of the three shots splashed into the puddle in Drew's
mouth.

That shot was plenty for Josh and now he began to paint Drew's face with
his cum.

"Swallow," Josh said as he continued to pump his cock to dump all of his
cum on his friend.

Drew hesitated.

"Swallow," Josh said again in the same voice as the first time.  However,
Drew obeyed this time and gulped down the mixture of his and Josh's cum
that was in his mouth.

When Josh had finished, he stepped back and grabbed Drew's shorts and wiped
off his hand and softening dick.

Drew remained in this awkward position, his ass still sticking straight up
in the air.  His upper body and face were covered in cum.  Drew wanted to
get up and clean off, but he had learned not to move until Josh said so.

"Go clean up." Josh said as he grabbed his own shorts now and slipped them
on.

Drew slowly untangled himself and grabbed the shorts that Josh had just
cleaned himself off with and slipped them on.  Drew grabbed a towel to
cover his face as he ran from the room to the bathroom.

Drew quickly showered and cleaned off all the cum.  After toweling off and
slipping the shorts back on, Drew raced back to his room.

Drew was sexually spent, it was the most incredible feeling he had ever
had.  He actually enjoyed the taste of his own cum, especially mixed with
Josh's.  But, this was the time he looked forward to most.  After Josh was
done and Drew cleaned up, they were just friends again, well, more like
lovers.

Josh was on the bed when Drew returned and Drew joined him.  The two
friends cuddled and softly kissed and chatted away.  They both still felt
the pleasures they had just experienced, but it was as if that was two
different people.

Drew quickly began to get sleepy as Josh had put him through quite a
workout this evening.  Josh held Drew's hand as his friend went to sleep.
As mind-blowing was the feeling he just had with Drew and the subsequent
powerful orgasm, Josh was wanting more.  He knew he could just wake Drew up
and do something else to him, but then an idea flashed through his head.

Drew had invited Josh over because he said that his Dad was out with work
friends and his mom was going to bed early.  Josh realized that Drew's Dad
would probably be drunk when he got home.  Josh enjoyed controlling older
men and had often pictured Drew's Dad on all fours submitting to Josh's
commands, so he decided tonight might be a good night to see if he could
make that happen.

Josh was playing with Mr. Brown.  The man looked quite pathetic as he
looked up at Josh.

"This is almost going to be too easy," Josh thought to himself as his cock
bounced in his shorts while he looked at the lustful Mr. Brown.

"I'm sorry, Josh, I didn't mean to..." said Mr. Brown.

But, Josh continued the toying by leaning down and kissing Mr. Brown.

After a long, passionate kiss, Josh abruptly stopped once again.

"I'm sorry, Mr.Brown, I can't do this, it just isn't right." Josh said as
he looked down.

Mr. Brown was already past the point of no return.

"Josh, I know it seems wrong, but I think we both want it and no one will
have to know." Mr. Brown said softly to his son's friend.

Hearing the words made Josh tingle.

"This truly was going to be an amazing night." Josh thought to himself.

"Are you sure, Mr. B?  I mean, you sure its ok?"  asked Josh innocently.

"Yes, Josh, it will be fine, I'll be sure." Answered the buzz, horned up
Mr. Brown.

Josh kissed Mr. Brown again, this time harder and faster.  He felt
Mr. Brown melting.

Josh tore off Mr. Brown's shirt.  Mr. Brown didn't even resist as he
continued to kiss the hot high schooler.

Josh moved to the belt and pants and although didn't rip them, he had them
off surprisingly quick.

Mr. Brown's cock jumped as he expected this young stud to start sucking his
throbbing cock.

Instead, Mr. Brown felt himself being thrusted against the couch, exposing
his ass to Josh.

Josh began to expertly eat this closeted gay man's ass like no one else
ever had.  There was no resistance from Mr. Brown.  He buried his head in
the couch pillows and moaned to his heart's content.

Mr. Brown had no idea how it had gotten to this so quickly, but he didn't
care.  He was Josh's now and whatever Josh wanted to do was fine with him.

Josh didn't service Mr. Brown's ass with his tongue for very long before he
yanked down his shorts and pressed his cock against Mr. B's now wet hole.

Josh, back in his innocent voice, said, "You sure this is OK, Mr. B?"

Josh didn't wait for the answer as he pressed his cock head further into
the tight hole of Drew's Dad.

Mr. Brown didn't bother to answer, he just pushed himself backwards fully
onto Josh's cock, and then began to drive back and forth on the boy's solid
tool.

It wasn't long before Mr. Brown was ready to cum.

Josh was ready too.  He was so surprised as he normally had so much
control, but owning his friend's father like this was an amazing feeling.

"Mr. B's ass is pretty tight too, I might have to keep tapping this for a
bit." Josh thought as he now began to pound the man.

As per his own rule, Josh held off cumming until he felt the spasms of this
horny, sex starved man exploded from the feeling of hot, thick boy cock
pounding his ass.  Then, Josh proceeded to pour his first few shots of cum
into Mr. Brown and then pulled out and sprayed some more onto Mr. Brown's
ass cheeks.

Josh was marking his territory.

When Josh was finished, he rudely exited Mr. Brown.

Mr. Brown felt the sting and the emptiness, but was still basking in the
glory of what had just happened.

"It felt so good, it felt so right." Mr. Brown thought.

Josh immediately grabbed his shorts and tossed them on.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Mr. Brown, we shouldn't have done that.  It was so wrong.
I promise it will never happen again."  Josh said as he ran upstairs.

Mr. Brown collapsed back onto the couch.  His son's friend's cum that was
on his ass was now mixing into the couch, but he was too exhausted to care.
Being fucked by Josh was amazing but Mr. Brown wasn't even sure how it had
happened.

Mr. Brown finally collected himself and headed to the basement shower to
clean himself off.  Josh was already in Drew's room.  He made sure the door
was locked behind him and he snuggled up against his friend and lover.

Josh had both of the studly Brown man as his own and now sleep came
quickly.