Date: Tue, 17 Feb 2009 10:06:20 -0700
From: Jay roberts <diplomat1501@msn.com>
Subject: "I Saw Keith Getting Spanked, Part Three" by Jay Roberts

Okay, it's evening now.  Keith and I are outside the Coach Robert's Office.
"Exactly what am I doing here?" I asked Keith.  "You may have special
practice, whatever that is, but I am not even on any team."

"It's okay, Coach will probable give you some pointers to harden up your
body...that is in other places besides your dick."

As we were talking, the door flew open and the Coach stood there looking at
us.  He was dressed in very short workout shorts and nothing else.  I mean,
barefoot, and he had great feet with some black hairs growing on the
instep.

"Cum in guys.  Let's get started with our special training."

"Me too, Mr. Roberts?" I asked.

"Especially you.  I've had my eye on you for training, and call me Coach."

We entered.  We started to go to his desk but he stopped us.  "Boys, this
training requires that you be nude.  Go into one of the booths in the
changing area.  Think of it like a visit to the doctor.

(Uh Oh.  I remember my last doctor visit that included a rubber gloved
finger or two in my ass and I was totally embarrassed that I shot some
sperm a little.  Doc didn't seem to mind.  I swear he touched it with his
finger and then licked his finger.  Of course, it might have been my
imagination.)

We both went into the area that was shielded by a screen from the office.
Because we are still kids, we got the giggles as we undressed.  Then Keith
began rubbing my chest and nuzzling my neck.  I grabbed his cock and rubbed
it a bit.  By the time we were undressed, we both had strong erections.

"Don't worry about that.  Coach has seen plenty if them.  He tells us to
enjoy them proudly."

When we were back with Coach, we noticed that his demeanor had changed,
instead of the big-brother-coach personality, he was now frowning heavily.
What had we done that produced than?

"Boys, stand over near that table with your backs to me."

There we were, four ass cheeks exposed to the now greedy eyes of our
wolf-like older master.  I noticed that, though Keith was sexily skinny,
his ass was full.  It stuck out in two saucy globes.  Mine, I know from
maneuvering a hand mirror in front of the full-length mirror, with
difficulty, was small and flatter.

"What a nice view, lads," we heard his husky voice saying with juicy saliva
forming heavily in his mouth.  "Suppose I just have a closer look."

Now I already know that Keith was pretty sensitive on his ass, from my
caresses on it that had produced instant passion.  As far as I was
concerned, except for that surprising result at the doctors, I had never
investigated whether I was ass-centered, but I was to find out in a minute.

Coach had a big warm hand.  A hand that was really inquisitive.  One of
those paws landed on my ass and the other on Keith's.  Keith let out a soft
"ooh", but there was also another sound of gasping breathing.  Shit, that
was me.  I guess I was suffering from the same delightful effects.  Without
realizing it, I stuck out my backside, seeking more petting.

"That's it kids, enjoy my hand.  I know you want more.  Be patient.  I will
bring you pleasure you never dreamed of...soon."

Keith and I looked at each other.  We were both red faced and moist from
this early petting.  His lips from pushed out in a sort of kiss face from
the effect.  I leaned toward him.  I pressed my lips on his moue.  Oh that
felt so good.  I loved that boi so much right now.

Meanwhile, Brown had removed his shorts and jock strap.  His manly cock was
hard and thick.  I had never seen a grown penis in erection, it was
awesome.  His heavy hanging balls were covered with hair, and the pubes
above his penis were thick and went from hip to hip and even appeared on
the base of his cock.  It was nasty and sexy.  I breathed even deeper.

I never dreamed that Keith had been having these sessions with the Coach,
that Keith had become his bottom boi, a boi who could hardly get through a
day without getting his ass massaged with that heavy cock.  The poor boi
would knock on the door and plead for a fuck.  I learned all about this
later on.  The Coach would get him all riled up but delaying, finally he
got what he came for.  He had been fucked sitting on the Coach's cock,
stood against the wall, bent over the table and even held upside down by
his feet.

Right now Coach was slowly and devilishly leading me down the path to
submission.  He began by lightly tapping my ass cheeks with his open palm.
It vibrated my ass cheeks and I felt the vibrations deep inside my canal,
and on that sensitive hot button.  This treatment produced deep crying
gasps.  I heard Keith giggling at my reaction, a reaction he well knew in
himself.  "I have a buddy who likes his ass played with," Keith said to no
one in particular.

Now Coach put his blunt finger between my soft lips.  I don't know what
came over me, but I opened my mouth and took that finger inside and sucked
it as if it would shoot sperm.  Now the Coach was laughing, as well as
Keith.  "The boy is a natural cock sucker and bottom boi."

He took that wetting finger and rubbed it over my tender virgin ass pucker
sending waves of electrical stimulation up and down my back.  My hips began
to thrust forward and backward, my ass arching, begging for more.

Finally Coach leaned forward and spoke in a husky whisper into my ear,
"Jerry, sweet Jerry.  We know you want to experience the ultimate.  Now
Keith here as been longing to try out being a top, and here you are,
s-o-o-o needy your ass feels so empty.  It wants to be joined with Keith's
long hot cock.  Isn't that right?"

Holy shit.  What was happening?  Was a whore for cock in my ass?  I had
reached the stage where I didn't care.  I had to have it.  Like a girlie I
leaned over my ass hole exposed, inviting entry.

I heard Keith began breathing hard as he came around and put his hands on
my soft waist.  The head of his cock nudged my pulsating asshole.  I pushed
back whorishly and muttered, "Fuck me."

His slim cock entered partially.  I was moaning with excitement.  Coach was
playing with my now erected tits, bringing me deeper in a passion trance.

"I think the boi is ready to suck a cock.  This is his lucky day."  He put
the head of his big cock at my lips.  The dewy precum odor hit my nose and
I was finished.  No more thinking.  I opened my mouth and took the monster
inside and licked and slobbered over it.  While my mind was filled with
getting that cock inside my mouth, I pushed backward and Keith's cock
entered my ass fully so that his red pubes were against my tender ass.

No more the cute manipulate kid was I.  Here I was the sex receptacle for a
hunky 25 year old and a beautiful teenager.  They were both enjoying me.  I
could tell.  The moans and cries filled the small office.  Coach was
holding my head and fucking my mouth.  I loved being used that way.  Keith
was arching his back and thrusting with force against my hot button.  As
far as me, I was in orbit, high above the room, my head spinning, my face
in the expression of a mindless idiot, mouth hanging open, and drooling, my
eyes tightly shut.

How long could I take this?  My own cock began to hiccup with dry heaves,
trying to bring about my relief.  This caused my ass to vibrate on Keith's
cock.  He let out a long wail and grabbed my waist with a vise like grip as
he tumbled into a mighty orgasm.  I felt my insides being pelted with his
jock spooge as finally began to shoot on the vinyl floor beneath me.  Only
hot Coach was holding out for a longer suck.  Being older, he had more
control, but I now could concentrate on my blowjob I opened my throat and
took his cock deeper.  I swallowed rapidly.  I heard him make warning
sounds of his coming release.

"I can't hold on any longer.  You little shit, you got talent.  Oh, here it
comes."

His thick cum shot into my mouth.  I had never tasted cum before, but I was
hooked.  I swallowed and swallowed, finally he was finished.  He almost
staggered across the room and sat down heavily on his desk chair.

"You kids have drained me dry.  Get the fuck out of here and don't come
back...until tomorrow."

Keith and I laughed at seeing a grownup so affected by us.  He might have
been worn out, but not two kids like us.  As we left the school building
and walked back to our homes, we were already planning some hot sex in the
next hour.

End