Date: Mon, 13 Sep 2010 22:14:31 -0700 (PDT)
From: Friedrich Craig <fitchboy@att.net>
Subject: COACH.ED part 10
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COACH.ED
Part 10
Even though I had my prick planted deep in Rick's butt,
Coach was giving me an order and I was still used to
following orders. I started fucking in and out of Rick's
tight hole, riding on the lube of Coach's cum. Rick kept
his eyes locked on mine, the same as he always did when he
sucked my prick. He was telling me to fuck faster and
harder, but I could see how much my prick was hurting his
hole. Once I was fucking coach went around and stood over
Rick's head. He took Rick's feet from me and pulled them
back further. That lifted Rick's butt higher and I was able
to really fuck deep and pull almost all the way out with
every stroke.
Coach's prick was about half hard, covered in cum and
dangling above Rick's face. I old Rick he should clean
Coach's cock so he opened up his mouth and started licking
at it. Coach started feeding Rick his prick and had it all
in his mouth in a few seconds. When coach started fucking
Rick's face, I couldn't see Rick's eye's anymore and he
couldn't talk to me so I settled in to enjoying the feel of
his tight hole squeezing my prick and the sight of Coach's
prick getting hard while he slid it in and out of Rick's
mouth and throat.
I was so caught up in the feel of my prick fucking
Rick's hole and watching him suck Coach's prick I wasn't
paying any attention to Rick's prick until I felt his hole
clamp down on me. I looked down to see he was spraying his
second load all over himself and Coach. Seeing that and
feeling his hole milking my prick set me off and I started
breeding my boy's hole. Coach pulled his prick all the way
out of Rick's mouth, sprayed the first shot of his cum on
Rick's tongue then slid his prick all the way down into
Rick's throat until his balls were drained.
After the three of us showered and dressed Coach
dropped Rick off at home and headed out to the farm. After
a few minutes Coach said, "I want to be there the first time
you have that boy at the swimming hole with your Daddy.
When he gets to be with you and a carbon copy of you who's a
little bit bigger than you in every way, that boy is going
to be in pussy boy heaven and I want to see that."
<<<<<>>>>>
He had to wait a while, but Coach got his wish. Rick
had seen my Dad at basketball games and been introduced to
him, but the first time he spent any time with him was at
the swimming hole and Coach was there with us.
Coach had talked Rick's father into letting Rick spend
spring break with me at the farm. Coach's excuse was the
two of us could keep up with our workouts because Chuck had
a set of weights at his place. Rick's Father liked the fact
that Rick was starting to bulk up a little and agreed he
should keep it up. I think Rick's father liked the idea of
going to the Bahamas alone with Rick's Mother, without Rick,
even more.
After School Friday we skipped working out at school
and went straight to Chuck's place to work out there. Chuck
had a better set up in his barn than Coach had at school.
It was a combination of Chuck's and Coach's equipment so two
or three guys could work out at the same time. When we got
there we found Chuck already stripped down and pumping iron.
Coach insisted we get our workouts in first. After we
finished our work outs, Rick had his first taste of a prick
other than mine or Coach's. While we were still working
out, Coach had started working Chuck. When Coach told us we
were through he was sitting on the incline bench and Chuck
was riding his prick. Coach asked me if I would let my boy
suck Chuck off for him and I told Rick to go ahead. Rick
stood in front of Coach and Chuck, leaned down and sucked
Chuck's prick into his mouth.
Coach whispered in Chuck's ear, then I saw Chuck
squeeze his eyes shut while Coach pointed at Chucks eyes
with one hand and Rick's with the other. Coach winked at me
then told me to breed my boy's hole. I stepped up behind
Rick and got down to tongue his hole. Chuck whistled and
said, "Your one lucky boy, Ricky. My Daddy here never licks
my hole, he just spits on it and pushes in, says it feels
better to fuck me nearly dry."
Coach told me to get my face out of there and get my
cock into Chuck's mouth if I needed spit to get in on. I
stood up and straddled Rick so Chuck could lean forward and
suck on my prick some. After Chuck had gone up and down a
few times Coach told him that was enough and told me, "Now
breed your boy's hole."
I started easing my prick into Rick and he pushed back
to get me in faster. Coach said, "See that? The boy wants
it bad, so give it to him bad. Fuck him."
I was still conditioned to take orders from Coach so I
started fucking hard and fast into Rick's willing hole. I
had been fucking Rick for months at school during and after
our workout sessions. After Coach popped Rick's cherry for
me he never fucked Rick again but Rick sucked Coach off a
couple of times a week; usually while I was fucking Rick's
hole. Fucking Rick out in the barn, with the doors wide
open, while he sucked Chuck's prick and Coach fucked Chuck
was incredible.
Coach kept barking orders at all three of us and I
found myself pounding away at Rick's hole; pulling all the
way out and ramming back in harder than I think I ever had
before because that's what Coach was telling me to do.
Coach told Chuck to get ready to feed Rick his load; he
said, "I know from experience that the pussy boy will get
off on his first taste of your cum. The two of you shooting
will get me and Ed going and I want us to breed our boys'
holes at the same time. I don't know if Chuck really came
on command, but in just a few seconds Chuck was feeding Rick
a load and Rick was spraying the ground with his while Coach
and I were breeding their holes.
When we were all through I pulled Rick up off of
Chuck's prick and wrapped my arms around him. Coach said
the two of us should get home for super and that he didn't
want Rick around when guys started showing up for poker
night. Chuck was still sitting on Coach with Coach's prick
in his hole. Chuck looked around and said we all needed to
clean up and suggested we hike up to the swimming hole.
Rick and I grabbed the clothes we'd had on and the four of
us headed out of the garage and up the hill. After a quick swim we
laid around in the grass drying off and talked about our plans for the
coming week. When it was getting close to supper time Coach told us to
get dressed and head for our place. He said he'd be by later with
Rick's bag. While we were getting dressed Coach leaned back in the
grass and Chuck went down on him. As we walked away, headed home for
supper with Mom and Dad, Coach had Chuck on his hands and knees in the
Grass and was getting behind him to fuck him one more time before poker
night.
Rick and I had supper with my folks and then all four
of us watched television until it was time for bed. Mom headed off to
bed first. When Dad heard the bedroom door close and the water turn on
in their bathroom he told me he noticed Coach hadn't dropped us off and
it didn't look like Rick had any other clothes with him. I told Dad
we'd gone to Chuck's place first to work out and then to the swimming
hole. Dad asked about Rick's clothes and I told him Coach would be by
later with Rick's bag. Dad said he'd be surprised if we saw Coach or
Chuck before the next day at the swimming hole. He looked at me with a
wink and said, "Considering the kind of work out I expect you all had
in the barn and the fact that it's poker night tonight, I doubt either
of them will be driving over here with Rick's bag. I guess Rick will
just have to do without his PJ's tonight. See if you can find some old
shorts that won't fall off of him to wear at the breakfast table.
Maybe I'll just loan him one of my T-shirts; hell it'd probably come
down to his knees."
I pointed out to Dad that I wore the same size T-shirt he wore,
but Dad said his were extra tall and told me I should just make sure
Rick's family jewels weren't hanging out at breakfast. Dad went off to
bed and I looked at Rick. He had turned his head to watch my Dad walk
down the hall towards his room. I realized he hadn't said much all
evening and that he hadn't said a word while Dad and I discussed what
he wouldn't wear to bed and what he should wear to breakfast. I was
beginning to see what Coach had meant when he said Rick would be in
`pussy boy heaven' at the swimming hole with Dad and me together.
Rick and I went to bed. We both slept naked. Rick rolled over on
his side in front of me and pushed his butt up against my prick. When
my prick got hard Rick spit in his hand and reached back to spread his
spit on my prick then guide it into his hole. I pushed into his hole,
sliding on his spit and the remnants of the load I'd pumped in there
earlier. Without Coach there to bark orders I fucked Rick at my own
pace. I rocked back and forth, fucking him slowly until I bred his
hole again and we both drifted off to sleep.
We were awakened by my Dad. He had come into the room, closed the
door behind him and lifted the sheet off us. Were still in the same
position we fell asleep in; I was spooning Rick from behind, My arms
were wrapped around him and my morning piss-hard prick was still buried
up his hole. Dad was standing over us in his boxer's and told us Mom
was still asleep. He said she would be up fixing breakfast soon though
and we should get our selves together and get decent for breakfast.
He watched while I instinctively rocked my prick in and out of Rick's
hole for a minute then added, "You'd better hurry up and breed your
boy's hole, then wash up before you put your PJ's on and come to
breakfast."
The whole time Dad was standing over us Rick was gazing up at him
and rocking back and forth counter to me to get our fuck going faster
and deeper. Dad winked at me, dropped the sheet and headed out of my
room, closing the door behind him.
It was hard to breed Rick's hole with a morning piss hard prick.
To make it even more difficult I wanted to keep it quiet so Mom
wouldn't hear us. We worked together and I bred Rick's hole after
about 20 minutes of fucking. I could hear mom in the kitchen cooking.
It would be a big breakfast because it was Saturday and we had company
so we still had some time. I grabbed some PJ's and Rick and I made a
dash across the hall into my bathroom.
I closed the bathroom door and turned to see that Rick hadn't cum
while I was breeding him and his prick was hard as iron. We jumped in
the shower together to clean up and I sucked Rick off in the shower
because I knew that would be fastest. We were clean and dried off when
I realized I hadn't grabbed anything for Rick to put on. I pulled on
my PJ bottoms and handed Rick the top. Rick was short enough and the
PJ top was long enough that his prick and butt were covered, as long as
he didn't bend over to far.
When we walked out into the kitchen I was a little worried about
what mom would think. I had never come to the table bare chest and
Rick was barely decent. When we walked into the kitchen mom turned to
say good morning and giggled when she said it. She immediately
apologized to Rick, telling him that Dad had told her about the mix up
with Rick's bag and warned her he didn't have his pajamas with him.
She said she appreciated our respecting there was a woman in the house,
but she hadn't been expecting us to be sharing a pair of pajamas like
husband and wife. I was getting nervous until she added, "You just
look cute as a button Rick and I'm still surprised some times when I
see what a big hairy man my little boy is turning into so fast."
Dad walked up behind us, put his arms over our
shoulders and laughed along with mom; he said she was just happy to
have a little boy at the breakfast table again along with her two big
apes. We all sat down and I watched as Rick tried to keep the shirt
covering his prick and under his butt. He couldn't do it so he ended
up with his bare butt sitting on the vinyl covered chair seat. After
we all had a big plate of food in front of us, mom excused herself and
went down the hall to her room. Dad asked Rick to stand up for a
minute and looked down at the seat of his chair. I couldn't figure out
what was going on until Dad told me to clean it up quick before mom
came back. I looked at Rick's chair to see cum had seeped out of his
ass. I told him to lick it up and keep his ass squeezed tight until
after breakfast. Rick licked the chair clean and sat back down in the
nick of time. We were all trying not to laugh, but mom knew something
was up and asked what was so funny. We all cracked up when Dad told
her it was a private joke, "Just between us guys."
Dad left the house and Rick and I went to get dressed. I put on a
pair of shorts and a T-shirt, but all Rick had were his school clothes
from the day before. Mom said that wouldn't do and went rummaging
through some old boxes. She found some really old clothes, stuff I
had worn when I was 7 or 8 years old, and pulled out a pair of shorts
and a Tshirt for Rick to wear. She apologized to Rick that she
couldn't find any of my old underwear saying they were never worth
keeping by the time I out grew them.
Rick and I went into my room so he could change. His
underwear had a wet spot in the back from my cum leaking out, so I told
him he could go with out. Once he was dressed in my old clothes he
looked ridiculous. The T-shirt had a silly little kids cartoon
character on it and the shorts were little boy's dress shorts. I told
Rick that no one much would see him and he'd have his own clothes by
the end of the day. When Dad came in for dinner I could tell it was
all he could do not to burst out laughing. After dinner when we were
out of sight of the house on the way to the swimming hole Dad smacked
me upside the head and asked me how I could let my mother do that to
the boy.
When we got to the swimming hole Coach and Chuck were already
there, doing exactly what they were doing when Rick and I had left them
there the day before. Chuck was on his hands and knees while Coach
fucked him from behind. As we approached both Chuck and Coach looked
our direction and saw us coming towards them. Rick was literally
trying to hide behind Dad and I but Coach and Chuck got a good glimpse
of what he was wearing. Coach stopped fucking and started laughing
then said, "The little guy's bag is still in my trunk, isn't it?"
Dad said, Yes it is, and before he leaves here today,
YOU are going to go fetch it for him." Dad then turned to Rick, who
was already out of the ridiculous shorts and shirt and told him, "I
promise you will walk back to the house dressed in your own clothes."
Rick was already stripped and waiting for a cue from me. Dad and
I stripped and the three of us headed for the water. When Coach had
pumped his load in Rick's hole they joined us. We all swam and horsed
around for a while then we all climbed out of the water and sat on the
grass to dry off. We sat in kind of a circle; Dad, I and Rick sat
close together with Rick in the middle and Coach and Chuck sat together
facing us a few feet away. Coach and Chuck talked a little about poker
night; the big news being that Joe had a friend from the city there
with his own boy who was about 7. It wasn't Stan and Steve, but
somebody else. George
and Ralph had taken their boy's home last night, but Joe's friend and
his boy stayed over then Joe took Arthur and went into the city with
his friend and the little guy. Coach commented that Joe seemed much
more interested in the real little boys than he was in Arthur anymore
and he wondered out loud how much longer Arthur would have to put out
for his Daddy.
I could tell Rick was getting freaked out a little.
I'd told him about poker night, but left out most of the particulars.
I put may arm around him and pulled him close to me. I felt him relax
and after a while I noticed he was looking back and forth from My
Daddy's prick to mine. The talk about poker night had gotten us both
hard. Coach spoke first telling Rick, "They look identical, but I
think His Daddy's is still a little bit bigger; everything else about
him is.
I told Rick he could grab hold of each of us and see if he could
feel a difference. When he did, Coach made a remark about a kid in a
candy store. Dad told Rick he'd heard he could deep throat my prick
and suggested one way to find out if his was still bigger than mine
would be with his mouth and throat. Rick looked up at me for
permission and I told him to go ahead.
Rick got up on his hands and knees between us and started to suck
his way down my Daddy's prick. Rick's butt was right in front of me so
I started to play with his hole. Rick worked his way down my Daddy's
prick until it was buried in his throat. He came up and went back
down a few time's and it looked like he didn't intend to stop until
Daddy fed him his load.
Coach stopped him by saying, "Well, boy, get that cock out of your
mouth long enough to tell us which is bigger."
Rick pulled up off of Daddy's prick and said he
couldn't tell because they both fit in his throat. Daddy laughed and
said, "You'll be able to tell the difference if my boy let's me breed
you."
I had expected Daddy to fuck Rick while he was staying with us,
but I hadn't expected him to ask me first. He was my Daddy; he didn't
need my permission to do anything. I didn't say anything but Daddy
seemed to know what I was thinking. Daddy had one hand on the back of
Rick's head, rubbing it while Rick worked his way up and down Daddy's
prick. He put his other hand on my shoulder and said. You are my boy,
and always will be, but you're nearly grown and this boy is obviously
your boy. I wouldn't think of doing anything with him without asking
you first.
Rick seemed to like what he was hearing. He wiggled his butt
around my fingers and picked up speed going up and down on Daddy's
prick. Coach said, "Once again it seems I have to be the one to tell
you your boy wants you to breed his hole. Now fuck him like he wants
you to."
Of course, I did what Coach told me to, but because I
wanted to. I had learned early on that I liked to fuck better than
anything else. In the past months I'd learned I liked fucking Rick
best.
I mounted Rick and planted my prick in his hole then
started fucking while I watched Rick work on my daddy's prick with his
mouth and throat. Coach and Chuck just sat in the grass and watched.
They were sitting side by side. Coach had his left arm around Chuck's
shoulder and his left leg up over Chuck's right knee. Chuck was leaned
into Coach's side and was holding Coach's prick in his right hand. The
whole Time Dad and I were fucking Rick they just watched with hard
pricks.
When I was fucking into Rick's hole hard, deep and fast Rick was
pushing back with his butt and moaning around My Daddy's prick. Daddy
told Rick he was doing real good, but not to expect to get a mouthful.
Daddy said he preferred to breed rather than feed a boy. And he was
pretty sure I would let him. Coach told Rick, "Even after your Daddy's
bred you, you'll feel the difference in size between his Cock and his
Daddy's cock. If you're the pussy boy I know you are, you're going to
love it."
The tightness of Rick's hole and the way he used it on my prick,
along with watching Rick work on My Daddy's cock and hearing Coach talk
about it all had me over the edge way too soon. I was pumping my load
into Rick before I wanted to but my Daddy was telling me to pump my boy
full so he could slide in on my load and breed my boy after me.
When I was through, My Daddy put a finger under Rick's
chin and pulled him up off of his prick. Daddy said, "Why
don't you turn around and sit that hole down on my prick."
Rick didn't look to me for the go ahead or hesitate
for a second before he spun around and pushed his hole onto
the tip of My Daddy's prick. Daddy took a hold of Rick's
butt and slowed him down, telling him to open up his mouth
and suck my prick clean. After I started feeding Rick my
cum covered prick, Daddy let Rick's own weight start to pull
him down onto Daddy's prick. Rick was used to getting
fucked, often, by my prick. From the sounds he was making
around my prick in his mouth, Coach and Dad were right; Rick
could tell the difference in size between my prick and my
Daddy's prick now that Daddy's was pushing up into his hole.
It was a long slow slide down and Rick was wincing most
of the way, but he never stopped sucking on my prick and he
was looking up into my eye's the whole time. I was looking
back and telling him he was doing great while my Daddy was
talking into Rick's ear telling him to relax, breathe deep
and try to open up and push out with his hole. When Rick
finally hit bottom and his butt was resting on my Daddy's
lap he sighed around my prick, which was now fully hard
again, fucking in and out of Rick's mouth and throat.
I had the feeling that even though I had already bred
Rick's hole and Daddy hadn't cum yet, I was going to be the
first to blow again. When Daddy slipped his hands under
Ricks butt and started lifting and lowering Rick on his
prick Rick sighed again and quickly got his feet on the
ground to start fucking himself up and down on his own.
Rick was enjoying riding Daddy's prick so much that he
started to pull up and off of Daddy's prick sometimes and My
Daddy had to grab his prick and guide it back in when Rick
came back down.
While Rick was fucking himself on my Daddy's prick he
was also bobbing his head back and forth to get me to fuck
in and out of his throat faster. It didn't take much of
that to push me over the edge, before I wanted to, again, I
was pumping into Rick, feeding him my load. As usual, as
soon as I started pumping into his mouth, Rick's own prick
started spraying his belly and Daddy's and my legs. That's
what finally got Daddy off. I watched as Daddy put his
hands on Rick's shoulders and pushed him all the way down,
threw his head back and started grunting.
When Daddy was done breeding Rick's hole he wrapped one
arm around Rick's back, stood up and put the other arm
around my should and ran towards the swimming hole. When we
got there we jumped in together.
<<<<<>>>>>
For the rest of the week Rick was in pussy boy heaven,
just as Coach had predicted. He loved having two Daddy's,
or a big brother and a Daddy to keep him full of prick and
cum every day. A few times during the week, Rick sucked
Chuck off while either Daddy or I fucked him and Coach
fucked Chuck. I wasn't really interested in sharing Rick
with anybody but my Daddy and Rick was not too keen on being
shared. Although it was obvious that he would have let me
loan him out to anybody if he thought it would make me
happy.
There was an interesting development at the end of the
week. On Saturday, Dad came in for Dinner and told us that
he didn't feel like going to the swimming hole. He said
that maybe since Rick had been stuck out here on the farm
with us for a whole week he might like to go into town to
catch a movie. Rick was always ready to do anything Dad
said, and I figured something was up, so we headed into town
with Dad after Dinner.
On our way into town, Dad told me that Chuck had met
him out in the fields in the morning and told him he and
Coach were babysitting Arthur for the weekend. Joe had been
out to the farm for poker night but complained that Arthur,
Will and Jim were getting to old and he wasn't having enough
fun anymore. Saturday morning when they woke up they found
Arthur sitting alone in the living room watching TV and a
note from Arthur saying he was headed into the city to meet
up with Stan and get some good little boy pussy. The note
said Joe would pick Arthur up Sunday morning.
Chuck said he and Coach would go stir crazy if they
couldn't take Arthur to the swimming hole. None of them
wanted Arthur to be around Rick outside of school. Arthur
was just too ornery around younger boys. Dad had come up
with the idea of the three of us going into town so that
Coach and Chuck could take Arthur to the swimming hole and
let him blow off some steam. I learned later that when Joe
wasn't around Coach left Arthur alone and even let him fuck
Chuck.
Rick and I had a great time with Dad in town and the
three of us enjoyed an evening trip to the swimming hole
after super. The next day, Coach and Chuck were back at the
swimming hole with us for the afternoon. We all had a good
time, but Coach and Dad talked a lot about Joe and Arthur.
Coach said several times that something had to give and when
it did it would be a mess.
<<<<<>>>>>
After spring break, Rick's Dad told coach that whatever
was going on seemed to be good for Rick. He commented that
besides Rick bulking up he seemed to be coming out of his
shell. Rick's Dad said he thought that being an only child,
Rick was thriving under the wing of a "surrogate big
brother". Rick's Dad not only encouraged coach to help
foster our relationship, he donated money to the school to
put in a real weight room, fully equipped and Dedicated to
Rick's Grandfather: Richard W. Peters Sr.
I knew Rick was Richard Peters III but I hadn't known
he had a middle name until I saw the plaque on the weight
room door. When I asked him about it he said he didn't have
a middle name, just the middle initial.