Date: Thu, 15 Jul 2010 16:27:58 -0400
From: mnhowler@aol.com
Subject: Coach Adams Humiliation -- Chapter 23

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Coach Adams Humiliation -- Chapter 23

By R. A. Swain


Danny West sat at the desk in his bedroom reviewing the e-mail he sent
early that morning, wondering if his mark would take the bait. When the
doorbell rang he tensed up. Show time, he thought. If things went the way
he wanted it was going to be awesome, and if it backfired he was going to
be in deep shit. It all depended on how desperate Dave Clark would be to
protect his son.

Danny answered the door knowing who was there. "Hey Mr. Clark, I see you
got my message." He was smug. He knew he had to come across smug to pull
this off.

"You little shit, what the fuck did you expect me to do when I saw that
video of you fucking my son," Dave Clark said, pushing past Danny into the
foyer.

"Come in," Danny said, sarcastically. "Make yourself comfortable. Let's go
up to my bedroom."

Dave followed the college senior upstairs. "I could have you arrested for
distributing that video of my son," he said as they entered Danny's room.

Danny laughed. "You could. In fact I'll call the police. But by the time
they could get here the video of me fucking Dylan up the ass, and him
begging me to do it, will be sent to everyone he knows, all the faculty of
the college and the high school."

"You'll go to jail," Dave said.

"Yes, but you'll have to move and maybe change your names because everyone
Dylan knows will have seen it. Even if I end up in jail for blackmailing
you, your life, and more importantly Dylan's life, will be ruined. Everyone
will look at him differently." Danny sat in his desk chair and leaned
back. "You blackmailed me to fuck me, to turn me into your cock
slave. Well, now you're mine."

Dave looked at the young man and his tight lean body. "What do you want?"

Danny opened his desk drawer and pulled out a leather hood. "You might want
to put this on," he said.

Dave looked at the hood. "What the fuck?"

"You see you're going to be fucked this afternoon by me, and by another guy
from the swim team. I think you like the idea of getting fucked by hot
young college guys. We might even suck your cock. The thing is, you know
all the guys in town because you're the Assistant Vice Principle of the
high school. Now don't you think they'd love to know who they were
fucking?" Danny explained.

Dave glared at Danny. "You little fuck. How dare you presume I'd submit to
such a thing?"

"Don't, and Dylan's ass fucking goes viral. Imagine his humiliation. You
fucked me hard and raw with that huge cock, and I must say I might let you
do it again sometime, so now you're gonna take it like the pig you are,"
Danny snapped.

Dave sat down on the bed. "Danny, I'm sorry. I didn't think about this when
I took advantage of you."

"Too bad. You'd better get naked now; my friend will be here in a few
minutes, unless you want him to see your face." Danny said with a
smirk. This was gonna be so great, he thought.

Dave looked dejected. He started to unbutton his shirt, revealing his hairy
chest. "This is a one time deal, right?"

Danny laughed. "You mean like you weren't planning on fucking me anytime,
anywhere you wanted, like you told me?"

Dave shucked his pants and stood in front of the young man wearing his
boxers. He couldn't hide the fact he was slightly boned up by the events of
the afternoon. "You little fuck. I'll get even with you for this."

The doorbell rang again and Danny jumped up. "Lose the boxers and get the
hood on, or let my friend see you, if you are brave enough."

"How do I know you won't tell him who he's fucking?" Dave asked.

Danny smiled. "You don't. I don't want to destroy you, just get even for
what you did to me." He left the room before Dave could say anything, and
bounded down the stairs.

Swinging open the front door he fought back a smile. "Hey Dylan, glad you
could make it."

"Fuck you, Danny. I know when I'm beat." Dylan Clark said entering the
house. "Just please go easy on me. My ass still hurts from the last riding
you gave me."

Danny laughed. "Dude, this is your lucky day."

"Huh?"

"I told you I'd make you do stuff, but I didn't tell you what you'd be
doing. Let's go up to my room, there's someone I want you to meet," Danny
said.

Dylan froze. "Someone else is here?"

"Don't worry; you're going to really enjoy what's going to happen here
today."

Dylan trudged upstairs not trusting his team mate, and current master of
his fate. When Danny opened his bedroom door his eyes widened. Lying on
Danny's bed was a naked man wearing a leather hood. The guy had a good
body, hairy, lean, and had a huge cock, semi-hard. "Wha—"

Danny smiled at both the sight of Dave naked and hooded on his bed, and
Dylan's gaping mouth at the sight of the naked body before him. He wasn't
sure if Dylan would recognize his father's body naked, but it was worth the
risk. "This is a guy who likes to get fucked raw and hard by college guys,"
Danny said. "He wants to remain anonymous because most of the guys in town
know him. All I'll say is, you'd be surprised if you saw him, but you
won't. So if you don't mind fucking an anonymous ass you can be in on this
little play."

Dylan groped his cock through his shorts. "Dude, you mean I get to fuck
this guy? I'm not getting fucked?"

"Not unless you want to get fucked," Danny said. "You might have to jerk
him off a little, even suck on him a little, but the main event is your
cock in his ass. Oh he also likes to suck cock, so you can unzip his mouth
slit and have your way with him."

Dylan was already pulling his shirt off and shucking his shorts while Danny
began stripping down. Dave lay there in shock and fear. He recognized his
son's voice the moment the young men entered the room. He knew what was
about to happen, but didn't know how to stop it. If he put an end to it
Dylan's life would be ruined by the video Danny had sent him, but if he
didn't he was about to have sex with his son. It also dawned on Dave that
if he ended it, Danny would tell Dylan how he got Dave to this point, and
he wasn't ready to explain that to his son.

Dave felt a hand on his cock. He didn't know which young man was stroking
him. He hoped it was Dylan. Suddenly the thought of sex with his hot young
son was turning him on. He felt the mouth zipper on his hood being opened
and felt a cock being shoved against his lips. He heard his son
speak. "Suck my cock, Dude."

Oh my God, he thought. I'm about to suck my son's cock. He felt the tip of
Dylan's cock pressing against his lips and he parted them. He couldn't
believe what he was being forced to do, yet so thoroughly was enjoying as
he felt the soft skin of his son's cock rubbing against his lips. He felt
another hand on his ass and knew it was Danny.

Danny slapped Dave's hairy ass. "You like sucking that cock, don't you?" he
asked.

Dave nodded and moaned while Danny began fingering his ass with gun lube.
"Yeah, Dylan, ride that mouth. Choke him."

Dylan pumped his hard cock into the mouth hole of the leather mask. "Nice,"
he said. "Yeah, suck me good."

Danny swatted Dave's ass to remind him of where he was, what he was doing
and why. He heard Dave moan and knew the older man was getting off on
sucking his own son knowing he was about to be fucked by him as well. Danny
worked two lubed up fingers into Dave's tight hairy hole. "Yeah man, I'll
loosen him up for you, and then we can switch places. I wanna watch you
fuck him hard," Danny said; his voice husky with sex.

Dylan thrust his cock into the masked man's mouth, slapping his balls
against the chin of the mask. "Yeah, take my cock, you slut." Dylan was
really getting into it as well.

Danny glanced over his shoulder at the camera discretely placed on the
shelf by the desk. These Clark men were really dumb, he thought. The first
thing he would've done would be to look for a camera, but neither man
thought Danny was recording this again. Either that or they secretly hoped
he was recording them. Either way it didn't matter. No one would see the
video, for now, he thought.

"Switch around here," Danny said, moving to place himself in front of Dave
while Dylan moved around to his father's ass. "Plow him like the pig he
is."

Dylan took some lube and coated his long hard cock, placing the tip against
the anonymous man's budding hole. Dave felt the tip and tensed up. "Relax,"
Dylan said. "I know I'm huge, but you'll love this." He thrust slowly into
the hole, pushing gently until his tip was fully inside.

Dave bucked his hips slightly and Dylan slapped his ass hard. He thrust
forward and Dave let out a cry. "Go slow," he hissed, hoping his son didn't
recognize his voice.

Dylan slowed down his thrust. Danny pressed his cock forward into Dave's
mouth, as he reached beneath the hairy man and played with his
nipples. Dave shivered at the pleasure and pain he was in at the moment,
then Dylan thrust forward until his balls were pressed against the hooded
man's before he began to gyrate his hips and slowly pulled out. He began to
thrust in a slow rhythm, inching in and out building up to longer thrusts
and strokes.

"Oh yeah," Danny almost whispered. "That is so hot to watch." In his own
mind Danny was wondering what it would be like to plow his own father's
ass. Maybe one day he could maneuver that scenario, he thought. "Fuck
him. Fuck him hard."

Dave thrust his hips back and felt Dylan reaching around beneath him and
stroking his cock. He bobbed his head on Danny's cock and moaned. As long
as Dylan didn't know who he was fucking, Dave thought, he could get into
this again. He began to wonder if Danny was really going to make him do
this again? He also wondered if Danny would ever tell Dylan who he fucked?

Dylan pulled out of Dave's ass. "I'm gonna cum," he said. He stroked his
cock and shot his load all over the hairy ass before him.

"Damn!" Danny said. "Let me at that ass." He shifted around and plunged
into Dave's ass with minimal lube, remembering how it felt when Dave force
fucked him a week ago. He rode Dave hard for a few minutes, and then eased
up, not wanting to really hurt the older man. He had other long term plans
for his father's friend. "Get on your back," he ordered.

Dave did as he was told, and Danny stood by the edge of the bed penetrating
Dave again, slower this time. He reached down and began playing with Dave's
semi-hard cock. "I'm gonna make you cum all over your fur," he said. He
began pumping his cock into Dave's ass and matching his strokes on Dave's
cock. "Hey Dylan, why don't you jerk this dude off? Milk him while I fuck
him."

Dylan took over stroking Dave's cock, feeling how hard and long it was,
rubbing his thumb over the knob and playing with it to bring the man
off. "You like this, dude?"

Dave nodded and moaned. He did like it a lot. Somehow, in his mind, the
fact his son was doing this with him, to him, made the whole scene
hotter. He knew it was incest, but it was forced upon him. Why not enjoy,
he reasoned. He felt Danny thrust harder and felt his cum shooting up his
shaft. Ribbon after ribbon of cum began spurting forth on his stomach,
chest and over his head. He hadn't cum that hard ever.

Danny pulled out of Dave's ass and began stroking his cock, shooting his
own load on Dave's furry stomach and chest, watching his cum mingle with
that of the other man. He slumped back on the bed next to Dave and Dylan,
breathing hard. "Man that was hot. You guys up for another round?"

Dylan laughed.

Danny leaned close to Dave so Dylan couldn't hear. "You don't have a
choice, Mr. C. We're gonna do you again."

Dave just nodded his understanding.


End chapter 23

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