Date: Sat, 29 Aug 2015 23:11:28 +0000 (UTC)
From: jhtravus@yahoo.com
Subject: Horny Exchange Student Chapter 10

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				Chapter 10



      Coach Jackson nervously gripped the steering wheel as he tailed the
patrol car in front of him closely.

	"What are you so nervous about, Coach?" His athlete asked him,
noting his apprehension.

	"That could have been really bad back there, Williams. We've got to
be more careful."

	"It could have been bad but it wasn't. I think it's turning out
pretty good, don't you?" Brad replied.

	Coach Jackson said nothing and kept his eyes on the road.

	"I don't know about you but fucking a cop has always been a fantasy
of mine. I can't wait to feel that tight cop ass around my cock." Brad
said, rubbing his rock hard cock through his jeans.

	"I gotta admit, it would be pretty hot to fuck a cop. Much less
two." Coach Jackson replied.

	"Hell yeah it will. I'm seriously boned up, too. You may forget you
were the one who hosed down the grass with man cream before we got
caught. I didn't get to blow my wad yet."

	The patrol car in front of them made a left turn into a dark
parking lot and when Coach Jackson followed it was revealed to be the
police station.

	Coach Jackson parked right next to the patrol car and when the
officers started emerging from the car he and his athlete followed suit.

	"I gotta say, Officers" Brad began, "Getting a police escort to the
station so that I could fuck a couple of cops doesn't seem like common
protocol."

	"Just get inside, kid." Officer Jones laughed, pushing Brad
playfully to the doors.

	"This seems like excessive force, Officer Jones. Did I do something
wrong?" Brad teased, clearly loving this.

	Officer Davis sighed. "Kid, my partner and I have been bringing
jocks like you and your daddy friend here back to the station to fool
around with since before you could say the alphabet. I guarantee you we've
heard every cop joke in the book."

	"Well excuse me, then." Brad replied with a surly tone, walking
into the station.

	The officers turned on the lights and they walked past the
administration office. They were clearly the only ones there, which was a
relief. They led the way past the offices and came into a sort of barracks
that had two sets of bunk beds against the walls. The beds were made up in
a way it was clear that this room wasn't used often, most likely only for
occasions like this when Officer Jones and Officer Davis found someone to
bring back to the station for some fun.

	"You'll have to forgive the lack of foreplay but my partner here
and I are still on the clock technically, so the sooner we can get this
thing started the better." Officer Davis said, staring at the younger
athlete and his hulking coach.

	"That works for us. We need to be getting on the road anyway." Brad
replied.

	"Alright, I know which one I want." Officer Davis said, licking his
lips and walking slowly up to the cocky athlete and putting his hands on
his ass. "I want a shot at this jock ass and I know my partner here would
really get off on fucking the daddy." He added, nodding to his black
partner.

	"Not so fast officers." Brad interjected, grabbing Officer Davis's
hands and pinning them above his head. "My ass isn't for sale." He said
licking the handsome cop on his face. "And neither is his." He nodded to
Coach Jackson.

	"Come on, kid. You gotta let me fuck that jock ass." Officer Davis
begged, unable to free himself from Brad's hold.

	"Yeah, and the daddy looks like he can sure take it like a man."
Officer Jones added, grabbing two meaty ass cheeks off of Coach Jackson.

	"Oh he can, trust me." Brad replied. "But I'm the only one who gets
his hole. Are we clear?"

	"Fuck kid, I don't know about this-" Officer Davis muttered. "This
isn't the way it usually goes."

	"You're telling me you've never taken that big black cock of his
before, Officer Davis?" Brad questioned, nodding to Officer Jones.

	The look on Davis's face was unmistakable. He turned scarlet.

	"All those late nights at the station with nothing to do but each
other?" Brad continued, loving this.

	"Alright, kid, you may get me to bend over for you but good luck
getting my partner here to do it." He replied. Jones nodded. "I say we make
a trade. I'll take it for the team for me and my partner here but one of
you two is going to have to antee up, too."

	Coach Jackson's eyes wandered over the huge black man standing in
front of him and Brad immediately got a bad feeling about this. Coach
Jackson wanted it. It'd be one thing for Brad to let Coach Jackson take his
big black cock out of obligation but it was another story if he was wanting
it this badly.

	"Sorry officers, no deal." Brad shook his head. Coach Jackson
flashed a sign of disappointment but quickly recovered. "You either get
both of us or none of us. Your call."

	Officer Davis looked over at his partner trying to gauge his
response. It was clear Davis really wanted to get fucked, even if he wasn't
going to admit it.

	"Sorry for wasting your time, Officers." Brad sighed, calling their
bluff and making his way over to the door.

	"Wait!" Davis called out in defeat. "I need to blow a load and
damnit, that's what I'm going to do."

	Brad stopped at the door and turned around, smirking.

	"Cocky little fucker." Davis said, shaking his head, smiling as he
began to unbutton his uniform.

	Brad moved in front of Davis and crossed his arms as he watched his
soon-to-be conquest start to undress.

	Davis got to the last button and pulled off his shirt, revealing a
toned torso with a light dusting of hair. Brad ran his hands over it
approvingly. He loved hairy dads, and since Coach Jackson was 100% smooth
this was going to be a refreshing change.

	Brad and Officer Davis looked over to their partners who had
managed to find themselves in a lip lock. Brad took the initiative to
follow suit and brought his lips to Davis's and began to assault his mouth
with his tongue.

	It was clear that Brad and Officer Davis were the two alphas in the
room and Coach Jackson and Officer Jones were the betas. The fact that the
alphas were paired with each other and the betas were paired with the betas
was an interesting pairing.

	"I want to see what I'm giving it up for, kid." Officer Davis said,
pulling Brad's shirt over his head. "Fuck, stud. You're built."

	"Wait til you get a good look at my coach there." Brad replied,
nodding to Coach Jackson.

	"So that's what you two are. My partner and I couldn't pin you two
down on the ride over. I gotta say, it's pretty hot."

	"We certainly seem to think so." Brad replied, going back to
kissing.

      "Those two don't say much do they?" Davis laughed, nodding to the
other two in the room.

      "Nah, they just do what they're told." Brad replied. "You should see
him on the field, though. You don't want to piss that monster off."

      "Interesting." Davis nodded. "So you said your coach's hole belongs
to you and you alone?"

      "That's right." Brad replied.

      "Is it the same the other way around?" Davis asked.

      "What do you think?" Brad answered, thrusting his tongue into the
officer's mouth.

      Davis just grinned in response, clear of what the answer was. "Fuck,
kid. You're something else."

      "What about you and Jones here? You ever had a shot at that black
ass?" Brad asked sinisterly.

      Davis said nothing and continued to kiss the young athlete.

      "Exactly what I thought. I knew you were a bottom from the moment I
saw you."

      "I'll have you know I've fucked plenty of ass on these beds, you
cocky son of a bitch." Davis replied, biting the young jock's lip
playfully.

      "I didn't say you haven't." Brad countered.

      They heard a groan coming from the other end of the room. Coach
Jackson had taken off his shirt and Jones was pinching his nipples tightly
as they made out. Jones's pants were around his ankles, his huge black cock
sticking out against Coach Jackson's hip and leaking precum.

      "We better get this show on the road, stud." Officer Davis said,
breaking away and laying down on the mattress, staring up at the younger
athlete expectantly.

      "You got any lube, Officer?" Brad asked rubbing his palms on the
officer's knees.

      "Third drawer on the left." Officer Davis answered, nodding to the
desk on the wall.

      "No shit." Brad chuckled. "That's exactly what he said the first time
I took his ass." He said, gesturing to his massive coach.

      Brad collected the lube and started to squeeze some out on his palm,
getting his dick ready before tossing it to the hot cop in front of him. "I
guess you daddy bottoms think alike."

      Officer Davis smirked in response as he lubed up his hole.

      "You better be worth all the shit talk you do, kid." Davis
remarked. "You better fuck me like you mean it."

      "Now look who's the tough guy." Brad grinned, lining his cock up
against the tight cop hole awaiting him.

      Officer Davis just smirked as he felt that thick jock cock at his
hole.


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      "Come on Ollie! Right there! God damn, you're going to fuck it out of
me again! Come on! UUUUUUUUUGHHH" Mr. Williams yelled as the fourth load of
the night was fucked out of him against the living room wall as I deposited
my third load up his ass.

      He collapsed against the wall, catching his breath as I kissed his
shoulder.

      "I tap out!" Mr. Williams panted, making a `T' with his hands and
leaning back to kiss me. "Fuck, you're amazing, Ollie."

      "Not as amazing as you, Mr. Williams." I replied, kissing him
gently. "You can sure take a pounding."

      "I can't feel my legs." He laughed, getting up and trying to stand up
straight. "I think you officially fucked me stupid."

      His big dick was still rock hard as he stretched. I loved how his
huge cock stayed hard so long after I fucked him. There was no denying how
much he loved getting fucked. It made me feel good that I could make him
feel that way. He turned to me and looked into my eyes warmly, leaning in
to kiss me gently.

      There was no denying it. I was in love with this man. I had never
felt this way about any of my conquests before. This was all new to me.

      "Look at us studs." He pulled away, grinning. "We got the whole first
floor out of the way on night 1."

      I laughed, continuing to kiss him.

      "We may run out of rooms and have to start over again." He laughed.

      "Oh come on, Mr. Williams. Even the two of us must have some limit."

      "Well I'm willing to find out if you are." He replied, leaning down
to pull on his boxers.

      "So what do you want to do now?" I asked, following his lead and
starting to put my clothes back on as well.

      "I don't know. It seems like such a waste to not be fucking while we
have the whole house to ourselves." He replied, pulling his shirt over his
head. I laughed, seeing a huge streak of cum soaking the front. He didn't
seem to notice.

      "What's so funny?" He asked. He looked down and sighed. "Man, how
much did I shoot?"

      "I'd say lot." I laughed, wiping down the side of the wall where he
had shot moments earlier.

      "Alright, Sunday morning we're going over every flat surface in this
house with Lysol and a mop." He sighed, putting his arm around my shoulder.

      "Sounds like a plan." I smiled, kissing him softly.

      We walked upstairs exhausted. "See you in the morning, Mr. Williams."
I said to him as I started to round the corner to my room.

      "Where do you think you're going, stud?" He called out.

      I turned around confused and found him standing at his own bedroom
door, smiling.

      "Oh-" I stammered, surprised I hadn't made the connection.

      "Kate's not here. I want you in bed with me where you belong." He
said warmly.

      "There's no place I'd rather be, Mr. Williams." I replied, walking in
as he held the door open for me.

      Despite how exhausted and oversexed we were, I fucked two more loads
out of Mr. Williams that night. The thought of fucking him in his own bed
excited both of us too much to not act on it. He fell asleep with my arms
wrapped around him holding him close to me. There really was no place I'd
rather be.