Date: Mon, 20 Jul 2009 02:54:16 EDT
From: Mnhowler@aol.com
Subject: Coach Adams Humiliation - Chapter 13

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Coach Adams Humiliation -- Chapter 13

By R. A. Swain


Danny West stood in the open doorway of Coach Adams apartment, watching the
coach standing by Danny's jeep, wearing only his sneakers and socks,
stroking his cock. Danny smiled at how eager Alan Adams was to do what he
asked, to please him, even if it meant risking levels of humiliation even
Danny had yet to dream up. "Okay Coach, come in here and suck my cock." He
said it loud enough so any of Adams neighbors with open windows would hear.

Alan practically ran into his apartment. He stopped in front of Danny,
looking into the senior's eyes. Danny stared at him without blinking, and
then nodded his head, gesturing downward toward the bulge in his
shorts. "Suck me," he hissed.

Alan fell to his knees in front of the open door and Danny, opening his
cargo shorts and taking the hung young stud's cock in his mouth. He ran his
tongue down the length of Danny's cock to his balls. "Yeah," Danny moaned.

Danny pulled Alan to his feet, closed the door and led him to the couch. He
slumped down, on the couch and spread his legs, pulling his t-shirt off
over his head. Alan knelt between Danny's legs and licked Danny's thigh to
his balls. Danny raised his legs on to Alan's shoulders and pushed his
balls forward to Alan's mouth.

"Yeah, lick my balls."

Alan leaned back and Danny stood up. He placed a hand on the back of the
Coach's head and began thrusting his hips fucking Alan's mouth. He picked
up speed, his balls slapping against Alan's chin. "Yeah, Coach, take my
cock. Suck me! Suck me off! You're my bitch, Coach."

Alan tried to talk with his mouth full, but all he could do was choke as
Danny fucked his mouth. He moved his head from side to side, bobbing up and
down on the thrusting cock, feeling it throb and pulse. Suddenly Danny
pulled back and began jerking off. "I'm gonna cum!" he said, and with that
he shot his load in Alan's face. "Take it!" He said, as he pumped out more
cum.

Alan knelt there taking cum in his face as Danny spurt ribbon after ribbon
of cum on him, his face, and his chest. He looked up at the college senior,
the captain of the swim team. Danny looked down at the coach. "You're my
cum slut," he said. "Say it."

Alan bowed his head, and mumbled. Danny took his hand and rubbed the cum
across Alan's mouth as he brought his fingers under his chin and raised his
head to face him. "I can't hear you."

"I'm your cum slut," Alan said, slightly louder than a whisper. "I'm your
cum slut."

Danny slumped down on the couch again. "Go get me a towel," he ordered.

Alan got up and disappeared to the bathroom. He emerged with a damp wash
rag. "Here you go," he said, handing the rag to Danny.

Danny smiled. "Thanks, Coach. You know how to take care of your team."

A knock on the door interrupted them. "Answer it," Danny ordered.

Without thinking or covering up, Alan walked to the door and opened
it. Pete Cranston stood there leering at Alan. "Awesome, Coach." He walked
in, casually grabbing Alan's stiff cock. "Hey Danny, what's up?"

"Where's Zach?" Danny asked.

"He's out in the car. He said something about losing a bet to you." Pete
let go of Alan's cock and walked in, settling down on the couch next to
Danny. "Looks like I missed round one."

Danny stood up and pulled on his shorts. "I'll go talk to Zach. In the
meantime Pete, the coach here will do anything you want to do." He turned
to Alan. "I mean anything," he said with a stern look. He grabbed his shirt
and walked out the door.

Pete looked at Alan. "Coach, you ever toss a salad?"

Alan looked at Pete for a minute as the young college man stood up again
and walk across the room to the naked coach. "I think you look really hot
in just your socks and sneakers. We're gonna have some fun." He took Alan
by the hand and led him to the bedroom.

Outside in the parking lot in front of Alan's apartment Danny saw Zach
sitting in the passenger seat of his big brother's car. He walked over and
tapped on the window. Zach rolled it down.

"I guess it's time for me to pay up," the high school senior said. He
didn't look up at Danny, just sort of stared straight ahead.

"Yeah, kid, it's time. Why don't you get in the back seat. Your brother's
gonna be busy with the coach for a while. We can talk." Danny spoke in
short broken sentences. He watched Zach get out of the passenger side and
open the back door of the car. Danny never took his eyes off Zach's
crotch. He climbed into the car after the younger man.

Zach nervously looked around the parking lot. "So you want me to do it
here?"

Danny looked into Zach's eyes and nodded. "Take your cock out. I wanna see
it again."

"Huh?" Zach asked.

"I want to see your cock, man. It's huge." Danny said.

Zach looked at the college senior and bucked his hips up removing his
shorts he changed into after work. He was going commando as he did most of
the time and his Viagra enhanced cock sprang up hitting against his
abs. Danny looked at the shaft. It was thicker than Pete's and longer. He
looked into Zach's eyes, and then lowered his head, taking the tip into his
mouth. Zach was much larger than his big brother.

"Bu-but I lost the bet," Zach said, confusion in his voice.

Danny raised his head just high enough to take his mouth off the young
man's cock. "I've got to do this. I wanted to do this since I saw you naked
in your den earlier. "I want your cock." He resumed sucking Zach off
without asking permission. He began bobbing his head up and down on the
young cock, running his mouth along the length of the shaft, flicking his
tongue up and down the underside of the cock. He opened his mouth wide and
took the tip in again, this time taking as much of the shaft down his
throat as possible.

"Oh man, that feels great," Zach moaned. "I'll bet I'm bigger than my
brother. Do you suck him like this?"

Danny only made affirmative humming sounds as he sucked on the cock.

"Yeah!" Zach shouted. "Suck me harder." He thrust his hips up into Danny's
mouth. "Suck me, man. Suck me."

Danny couldn't control his lust. He should've been the one receiving a
blowjob in the back of the car, but he wanted Pete's not-so-little little
brother for a while. Eventually he'd share this with Pete, have a threesome
or more, maybe even get the coach in on it, but tonight he was going to
have Zach for himself. He sucked harder, leaning in and jerking the young
man off while he sucked on him. He felt Zach's cock pulse and he pulled
back.

Zach moaned as Danny's fist pumped up and down on his cock and he blew his
first load of the evening all over his t-shirt. "Man, that was fantastic,"
he said, after recovering from the feeling of being sucked on and jerked
off by his brother's best friend.

"I hope you can go again soon, because I want to take you back to my house
and do this again in my bed where we can get naked and comfortable," Danny
said.

Zach looked at Danny in disbelief. This was easier than he planned, he
thought. He never expected the big man on campus to be a cock hound for
high school senior cock, or his cock in particular. "Let's go," he said,
pulling up his shorts.

The two young men climbed out of Pete's car and got into Danny's
jeep. "What about Pete?" Zach asked.

"You can suck him off some other time. Tonight is just the two of us,'
Danny said.

The drove off. Pete and Alan didn't even hear the jeep leave. Pete had
taken Coach Alan Adams into the Coach's bedroom and stripped off his shorts
and shirt, matching the Coach's attire of sneakers and socks. He reached
out and stroked Alan's cock a few times, and Alan reached out and
reciprocated. Then Pete lay back on the bed, raised his legs up and smiled
at the coach.

"Coach, eat my ass."

Alan looked down at Pete's waiting hole as Pete pulled his ass checks
apart. He leaned down and got a whiff of musk and soap. Without hesitation
he leaned forward ran his tongue between the reddish blond hairs of the
young man's ass. Pete moaned as the coach's hot tongue came in contact with
his budding hole. He bucked his hips slightly at the touch to the sensitive
spot. "Yeah, eat it, then I want you to fuck me," he said.

Alan looked up between Pete's legs. "Huh?"

"I want to feel you hot cock up my ass, Coach. Danny did say you would do
anything I wanted," Pete said.

Alan smiled. "Yes, he did, and I will." He leaned down again and began
eating the perfectly round shaped ass of the second string captain of the
college swim team, licking alternatively soft and rough, poking his tongue
in the sweaty ass of the 22 year old. Pete shuddered with each lick.

Finally Alan reached to his nightstand drawer and took out a bottle of
lube. He lubed up his fingers and began gently circling Pete's puckered
hole with his middle finger. Slowly he inserted it to the first joint, then
to the second joint then to the knuckle. Pete pushed back hard on the
Coach's hand. Alan took his index finger and inserted it into Pete's ass,
slowly sliding them in and out.

"Use your cock, Coach. Fuck me with your cock," Pete begged.

Alan took a condom from the drawer, opened it and sheathed himself, taking
a handful of lube and coating his cock before pressing the tip against
Pete's bud. He pushed slowly until he felt the tip penetrate the ring of
Pete's ass and then pushed forward until his cock was buried in his
student's ass, his balls resting against Pete's.

"Fuck me," Pete moaned again.

Alan began thrusting, leaning forward and reaching around under the young
man, grabbing his hard cock and jerking him off as he fucked his tight
ass. He picked up speed feeling his pelvis slap against Pete's hot skin,
their balls swinging together and slapping together.

Alan slammed his cock into Pete's ass, looking down at the back of the
young man's head and running his hands over the ass and under Pete to fist
his erection and pump his college cock. It didn't take Alan long to feel
his cum churning in his balls. "Where do you want me to cum?" he asked.

Pete pulled forward and flipped onto his back. He pulled the condom off
Alan and began jerking his coach off. "Cum on my stomach and chest," he
said, breathlessly. "Shoot your load."

He pumped his own cock and his coach's cock and Alan groaned and felt his
cum erupting from his cock. He saw it splatter down on Pete's chest and
chin, and stomach. Leaning forward he rubbed his cock against Pete's.

Pete flipped over this time flipping the coach on his back and rubbing his
cock against his coach's, causing his own cock to spurt cum up Alan's
torso. Pete continued to rub his cock against Alan's for several more
strokes, and then he leaned in and kissed the coach hard on the mouth,
pushing his tongue between Alan's lips. After that he rolled off the coach
and lay by his side, their thighs touching.

"Coach, that was hot."

Alan just lay there breathing hard for a moment. "Yeah," was all he could
say.

End chapter 13