Date: Mon, 14 Nov 2016 23:01:11 +0100
From: J.D Louis <jdawg69@email.com>
Subject: Bayside Bang - Part 12

Disclaimer: This story is entirely a work of fiction and implies nothing
about the true sexuality / personal lives of the Home and Away actors
featured in it. Their respective characters are property of the Seven
Network, Australia.

It was the Summer Bay High boys basketball team's first training session
under their new coach, VJ. Utilising Coach Calhoun's successful strategy
from last year, VJ took his boys to the gym for a series of workouts before
they hit the court. Calhoun was an interim coach, taking over just before
VJ dropped out of school, but he'd heard about his training techniques from
Hunter. Well most of them.

As VJ supervised the boys, his mind wandered to his job interview. He
recalled how he and Calhoun shot some hoops, just to test his skills and
abilities. Racking up some serious sweat, they hit the showers together. It
was there that Calhoun told him nothing pulled the often unruly boys into
line more than a good hard fuck up the ass. Hunter hadn't mentioned THAT
part. Calhoun had then grabbed his package, feeling its hugeness as he told
him he was well equipped to handle the boys; encouraging him to use his
goods however necessary. He then gave VJ an example of the disciplinary
standard the boys had come to expect. This was going to be a piece of
cake...

***

The boys were arched backwards over exercise balls, legs spread wide as
they rocked back and forth. Their horizontally stretched bodies curved,
making their packages their pinnacle. Studly teens in short, tight shorts
made it a sexy sight. For them, it was somewhat of a sexy feeling too; a
perfect sexual position prime for thrusting. All they needed was a hot ass
sitting on their cocks...

Always messing around, Jordan acted what everyone was thinking; air humping
as he exhibited his thrusting capabilities. As he did it, he looked at VJ,
unable to get him off his mind. Ever since fucking Hunter and his dad, he
was naturally curious about his new bestie's husband too. The size of his
cock...how it tasted...how it felt inside him... A one-off would be all it
took to satisfy him - he wasn't out to completely steal VJ for
himself... Besides, VJ made it known he was interested in him too...

"OK. That's it boys. Go shower then you can head home. Thanks for a great
session." VJ called.  "Not you, Jordan." He then said.

"I need you to work on your strength." VJ said as he led Jordan to the
benchpress. "You're a bit smaller than the other guys, so what you lack in
build and height I want you to make up in strength. We're going to use what
you've got to make you more of an asset to the team."

As VJ spotted Jordan, he could see him trying to look up his shorts. VJ
looked around; they appeared to be alone. The showers had stopped
running...the raucous chit chat ceased...  But to be on the safe side, VJ
acted discreetly; slipping his hand down his athletic shorts as he pulled
his jocks across, his tucked cock unfurling through the leg hole. He then
pulled back the foreskin of his limp 7" fucker; revealing it's fat,
swelling head as he let it hang against his muscular thigh for Jordan to
see. But Jordan had to keep working if he wanted more than just a generous
glimpse of VJ's motivational meat...

*** Pleased with Jordan's progress, VJ lifted the leg hole of his shorts,
exposing his cock to the light as Jordan gave it a few tight tugs before
eagerly slipping it into his warm, salivating mouth.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...fuck yeah..." VJ moaned as Jordan sucked him
enthusiastically. Quickly burning with combustible passion, VJ peeled his
clothes off completely while Jordan sat up, directly facing VJ's fucker as
he resubmerged it into his wet blower. The more Jordan operated his cock
pocket, the more VJ felt his raging rod was suffering its own pounding
headache; feverishly hot and throbbing fiercely...


Meanwhile, they were being watched by one stray player as he texted the
team to come back for another kind of practice...

*** Jordan was caught with the coach's cock in his mouth as the team ganged
up on VJ. Together they lifted him onto the bench press and hung his feet
over the bar, leaving his hunky body bent at just the right angle to plough
his accessible ass hole.

"OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" VJ moaned as
the team tagged him; player after player each trying him on like something
they saw while window shopping...

Although the guys rotated their ramming, each ended up back in VJ as they
cum-dumped their searing seed into his backdoor bin. Team bonding over, the
guys then left again.

"That'll do us for today." VJ said breathlessly as he kissed Jordan; his
leaking ass littering the benchpress with the team's boy batter. "Lets have
some fun now."

*I thought we just did...* Jordan thought to himself as VJ dragged him into
the shower. But VJ had more in mind than Jordan witness him washing. After
quickly rinsing his entire studly slate under the warm streaming water, VJ
shoved Jordan against the wall. As the water soaked them both, VJ whispered
into Jordan's ear: "I know you want me to fuck you too."

VJ then slammed his fuckstick up Jordan's pipe.

"OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH..." They both moaned; their sounds of
sex echoing through the deserted locker room.

After a while VJ spun Jordan around and passionately kissed him again. As
their tongues toured each others mouths, Jordan rubbed his lustful hands
over VJ's ass and up his Herculean back...

"Hold on." VJ smiled as Jordan's hands neared his neck. With Jordan's hands
securely clasped to him, VJ then lifted Jordan and impaled him on his pole;
the penile penetration continuing as he carried him into the changing area
and pinned him against a locker as he bounced him up and down on his cock.

"OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...FUCK YEAH...."

"FUCK ME COACH...VJ...OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"

Between even more intense moans and the clanging sounds of ricketing metal,
neither guy noticed Hunter standing there. The guys' mutual friend...VJ's
husband...wasn't shocked by the sexy scene. It was no secret VJ had been
branded the Summer Bay Slut, regardless of the dramas he'd faced. But
Hunter loved VJ for who he was, understanding a man's primal urges. They'd
agreed to an open marriage on the condition they didn't let their conquests
tear them apart again.

A soon-naked Hunter joined in; gripping VJ's body as he fucked him from
behind...filling his hands with magnitudes of stark muscle...

Needing to relax his clenched body, Jordan unwrapped himself from VJ and
stood back on the ground. He spent a few moments jerking as he watched
Hunter bend VJ over a bench and continue smashing him. Once his bodily
tensions eased, Jordan inserted himself back into the sexual equation;
standing over the bench as VJ wrapped his luscious lips around his log.

"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM...FUCKKKKKK...OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" Jordan moaned in
elevated ecstasy. VJ was so damn hot to look at, but to be used by him was
something else; an incredible experience so perfect...so
unsurpassable...that it was indescribable. His desirous expectations were
so far exceeded that he couldn't control his cum any longer; blasting his
hot, hedonistic lava down his throat.

Spent, Jordan just watched as Hunter fucked VJ another few minutes before
he explodingly unloaded inside his naughty, impure hole...

***

"Great day then?" Hunter asked; VJ and Jordan both nodding as they all got
dressed.

"Glad to hear it. Okay...now I'm taking this one home." Hunter smiled,
taking VJ's hand as he walked him out the locker room. "See you in English
tomorrow!" He called back.

Needing to take the same path home but not wanting to encroach Hunter and
VJ's together time, Jordan gave them a head start; pinching himself that
his wet dreams had come true. After replaying it all a few times in his
head, he too headed home; floating on cloud nine...