Date: Sun, 9 Mar 2014 16:13:43 -0400 (EDT)
From: mnhowler@aol.com
Subject: Coach Adam's Humiliation - Chapter 41

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Coach Adams Humiliation -- Chapter 41

By R. A. Swain


The doorbell rang and Alan Adams answered it wearing a pair of cargo shorts
and a t-shirt. He smiled at Danny West and gestured for him to come
in. "So, are you ready to pay up on that bet?" He asked.

Danny shrugged. "A bet's a bet. I was pretty sure I was gonna win the
race. Besides, it isn't like I haven't belonged to you for an evening
before, just not very often." He casually groped his crotch as he spoke,
letting Alan know he enjoyed losing as much as he did winning.

Alan smiled. "True, but I figured on a little something different tonight."

Danny's eyebrows went up. "Different? How?"

"I'm having a few friends over, and tonight you're going to be my
houseboy," Alan said with a chuckle.

Danny glanced around. "Now wait a minute. We never said anything about
being a houseboy. What friends? Coach, come on."

Alan laughed. "Now don't panic. These are just a few guys you already
know."

Danny felt his usual cool demeanor melting away. "Coach, you didn't invite
the team, did you?"

"No, do you think I should?" Alan replied.

"NO! Come on Coach, who did you invite?"

Alan took a deep breath. "Let's get you ready before they get here. Strip,"
he ordered.

Danny looked around again. "Coach," he said, his voice weak. He stood up
and tugged his t-shirt over his head and opened the button on his cargo
shorts. He stood in his sneakers and socks, knowing how Alan liked him
dressed that way.

Alan walked over to Danny and placed his hand on the young man's
shoulder. "Don't worry. I'd never do anything to you that I know you
wouldn't do to me."

"That's what I'm afraid of," Danny said.

Alan walked back to the couch and picked up a leather harness that Danny
hadn't noticed lying on the couch. He slipped it over Danny's head and
adjusted the straps around his chest, then pulled a strap down the
middle. Danny looked down at what the coach was doing. The strap had a
metal cockring attached to it. Danny had seen harnesses like this, but
never before had he worn one. He jumped as Alan slipped his balls through
the ring, then his slightly fluffed up cock. Alan leaned forward and took
Danny's cock in his mouth and Danny shivered.

"Coach, wha—" He didn't finish as he realized what was happening. The
coach was getting him good and hard for whatever was next. When Danny's
cock was sticking straight up, which only took a moment; Alan stopped,
stood up and observed his handy work.

"Nice." He said. The doorbell rang. "And just in time too."

Danny looked at Alan. "Um, I—"

"Answer the door," Alan ordered.

Danny looked at the coach then reluctantly walked to the door. He knew what
was expected of him. He also knew the next time he won a bet with the coach
he'd fuck him in front of the entire team. He looked down and opened the
door to find Coach Patterson standing outside smiling.

"Nice look for you," Dick Patterson said as he walked in past Danny,
reaching out and groping the young man.

Danny quickly closed the door before anyone outside saw him. "Hi coach," he
said.

"Hi, houseboy," Dick said. He turned to Alan. "You haven't trained him
yet?"

Alan laughed. "No, I was going to leave that to Larry."

Danny looked at Alan. He knew he was referring to Professor Lampert, the
confusing professor of Library Sciences. Danny wasn't sure what to make of
him. He knew Larry Lampert had some kinks, and had heard from Pete Cranston
that Larry was very well hung and into bondage among other things. Danny
felt himself breaking into a slight sweat. The doorbell rang again and he
knew he was expected to answer it. He paused looking at the swim coach and
basketball coach to see if this was some kind of a joke that they would let
him in on. Instead Alan gestured to the door. "Answer it," he ordered.

Danny turned and once again walked to the door. This time he didn't look
down. He was expecting Larry Lampert. Instead he was greeted by the
wrestling coach, Steve Moskowitz. Professor Lampert was standing behind
him. They both walked in and both groped Danny who quickly closed the
door. He didn't speak. Instead he stood silently watching the four men
exchange greetings and joke about his nakedness. Finally Alan spoke.

"Danny, see to my guests. They need drinks."

Danny looked at them. "May I get you something?" He asked.

Alan spoke up. "We have beer and wine in the refrigerator. And crackers and
dip on the counter. Danny will get you anything you want. In fact, Danny
will do anything you want this evening. You see he lost a bet to me, and as
my houseboy I want him to make sure all of my guests needs are met. Isn't
that right, Danny?"

Danny suddenly understood. "Yes coach," he replied, sensing he was about to
be the center of a coach orgy.

"I'll have a beer," Steve said.

"Me too," Dick chimed in.

Danny looked at Professor Lampert. He nodded. "The same," he said.

"Grab one for me as well," Alan said.

Danny went to the kitchen well aware his cock was still rock hard in his
cockring and harness. He returned to the living room with four beers.

Alan smiled. "Now Danny, you will do as you are told for the rest of the
evening. We're four very horny men, and you are a hot young college boy who
is a bit too cocky for his own good." Alan stood up and opened his cargo
shorts, allowing them to fall to his ankles revealing his was naked beneath
them. He stood in his sneakers and socks and t-shirt. "Get over here and
suck my cock," Alan ordered.

This part Danny knew he could do. He'd done it frequently alone with Alan
or with Pete and Alan. He sank to his knees before the swim coach and
touched the tip of his tongue to the mushroom tip of Alan's cock. Alan
thrust his hips forward and shoved his cock into Danny's mouth. The three
other men sat around watching the show.

Dick sat back on the couch watching Danny sucking on Alan's cock. He groped
his own crotch through his shorts, feeling his cock grow as he focused on
Danny's mouth moving up and down Alan's shaft. Danny pulled back and
flicked his tongue a few times along the shaft and around the mushroom
tip. Alan groaned and thrust his cock back into Danny's mouth.

Larry Lampert ran his hand down his chest and worked the buttons of his
shirt open, revealing his hairy chest. Alan glanced across the room and
gestured for Larry to take his cock out. Larry smiled and reached for his
zipper. He tugged it down and reached into his pants. Steve reached over
and took hold of Larry's wrist. He placed his hand in Larry's pants and
groped the professor's cock. He stroked it a few times and pulled the 10
inches free from its confines. He leaned down and took the mushroom tip
into his mouth and ran his lips down the shaft.

Dick stood up and opened his pants, sliding them off and revealing his
naked cock. He stepped over to Danny and Alan and guided his cock into
Danny's mouth. Danny took turns swapping back and forth between the two
coaches. Steve and Larry joined them forming a circle around Danny who was
kneeling in the center of all the men. He glanced up at them and smiled to
see the four men had all removed their pants and were naked from the waist
down. He marveled at how hung they all were, and how hairy Larry's chest
was. He turned to Larry first and took the long hard member in his mouth,
stretching his lips around the mushroom crown.

"Yeah," Alan instructed, "suck that cock."

Danny glanced up at the four men standing around him stroking their
cocks. He was fascinated to see four hot daddies jerking off and waiting
for him to suck their cocks. He moved from Larry's cock to Steve's, and
reached for Alan's cock on one side and Dick's on the other.

Alan looked at Larry. "I think it's time to teach this boy to really serve
us."

Danny glanced up at Alan and he moved his mouth to Larry's cock again.

"I agree," Larry said. He stripped off his shirt, standing now in only his
socks. "Mr. West, you give excellent head, and you are very well versed in
jerking us off, but do you think you can take all four of us? We are all
pretty well hung."

Danny looked at the four hefty cocks in front of him. "I'm up to the
challenge, Professor." He glanced at Larry's cock and added, "I think I'd
better start with Coach Moskowitz and work my way up to you, if that's
okay, Sir?"

Larry chuckled. "You're going to take each of us, more than once," he
said. He slapped his cock across Danny's face. "Start by licking Steve's
balls."

Danny looked up at Coach Moskowitz and leaned forward taking his hairy
balls in his mouth. He noted Coach Moskowitz hadn't shaved his balls. They
were coated in stubble. He glanced around. Larry and Alan had shaved their
balls and shafts, yet Larry's chest and torso were very hairy, as was Coach
Patterson's chest and torso. His cock was trimmed but not shaved. Danny was
manscaped at the moment, but suspected he would be shaved before the
evening was over. He ran his tongue up and down the length of Steve
Moskowitz's shaft then taking the tip into his mouth. Steve groaned and
gently pushed his hand down on the back of Danny's head.

Steve reached out with his other hand and ran it over Larry's furry chest
and down to his firm, long cock. Larry thrust his hips as Steve fisted his
cock. Dick Patterson leaned in and locked his lips on Larry's as Larry
reached out and grasped both Dick and Alan's throbbing cocks. He stroked
them vigorously while Danny switched his mouth to Larry's cock, replacing
Steve's hand. Alan reached for Steve's cock and stroked him while Larry and
Dick took turns stroking him.

After several minutes they moved the coffee table aside so they had more
floor room and began exploring Danny's body, first with their hands, then
with their tongues. Danny felt his legs being lifted and his ass being
tongued. He was busy with Alan's cock in his mouth, so he couldn't see who
was rimming him. He felt them move away then felt a cool gooey gel being
applied and knew someone was lubing him up. He felt a finger penetrating
his budding hole, then two. Then he felt a cock being rubbed between his
checks and knew what was coming. He'd been fucked by Coach Patterson
before, and was looking forward to taking Coach Moskowitz, but was feeling
apprehensive about the prospect of Professor Lampert's impressive piece of
man meat slamming into him.

He felt the cock tip begin to push into him, and he was choking on Alan's
cock as it entered him. He tried to relax his hole knowing it would
eventually stop burning. Alan pulled back so Danny could see it was Steve
Moskowitz penetrating him. He looked up and Steve leaned forward taking
Alan's cock into his mouth.

Danny moaned as Steve thrust into him and he watched the wrestling coach
suck his swim coach. Steve pulled back and Dick Patterson took his position
over Danny. He lowered his balls to Danny's mouth and the college senior
began licking them as Coach Moskowitz pulled out of Danny's throbbing
ass. Danny almost sighed and he felt another cock tip pressing against his
hole. He could tell from the diameter of the crown it was Professor
Lampert.

Danny whimpered as he felt the very hairy professor slowly thrust into
him. Dick moved from his position atop Danny and the three coaches watched
as Larry thrust harder into young man. He leaned down and forced his tongue
into Danny's waiting mouth. Danny marveled at the feel of Larry's fur
pressed against his bare stomach and chest. He moaned with each thrust of
Larry's cock into his tight ass. The thrusts were picking up in speed. He
knew Larry was building up to a real ass pounding. The long strokes were
sending chills through Danny. He rarely bottomed, but something about the
way Professor Lampert was fucking him made the experience very
enjoyable. He wondered if the professor would be up to a private session
sometime.

Larry pulled out of the young man and leaned back, stroking his cock. He
shot off the first load of the evening, spurt after spurt of cum across
Danny's cock, stomach, chest and chin. He was quickly replaced with Coach
Moskowitz again fucking him until the coach was ready to blow his load on
him. Steve jerked his cock and moaned as he shot his cum on Danny, much the
same as Larry had. Coach Patterson slid into place between Danny's legs and
immediately began fucking the young man. Danny sighed as he felt Dick
pummel his ass, then pull out and shot his load across Danny's stomach and
chest.

Finally Coach Adams took up his position between Danny's legs and dove into
the waiting ass. His thrusts varied from rapid to slow, gentle to rough. It
was over quickly and Alan was shooting his cum on the college senior. They
all lay back on the floor, breathing hard and smiling.

"Round one," Alan said. He looked at Danny. "Hope you're up for a lot
tonight. I forgot to tell you, we've all taken some Viagra, so we're all
good to go for several rounds tonight."

End Chapter 41

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