Date: Fri, 17 Sep 2010 21:59:46 -0700 (PDT)
From: Friedrich Craig <fitchboy@att.net>
Subject: COACH.ED part 12

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                          COACH.ED

                           Part 12


     I wasn't sure what to think about coach letting me fuck
him.  Hell he'd asked for it in a roundabout way.  I
followed Coach over to the showers in the corner and joined
Tim, the twins and Rick.  There were only four shower heads,
two on each wall in the corner, so it was kind of crowded.
Tim was under one showerhead with the twins, they were
getting cleaned up and having fun, Tim made sure he got the
twins butt holes very clean and they both looked like they
enjoyed it.  Rick crowded under the shower head next to them
and was paying more attention to Tim and the twins than he
was to showering off.
     Coach and I each took one of the shower heads on the
other wall and started to rinse off.  Coach leaned towards
me and said he wasn't sure if any of the other's had even
noticed where I was during that last scene and asked me not
to talk about it.  I nodded my head and concentrated on the
play going on under the other two showers.  Rick had moved
over to Join Tim and the twins.  While their Dad was washing
their holes the twins were taking turns licking and sucking
Rick's.  I figured after having his hole bred by me and Tim
my boy's hole was giving the twins their first taste of
Daddy cum.  They seemed to like it as much as they were
enjoying their daddy's soapy fingers in their holes.  Both
twins were hard and jerking off.  They each sprayed another
load of boy cum on the tile while they licked Rick's hole
and had their Daddy working theirs.
     Once we were all showered and dressed Coach told Tim
he'd fill him in on a few get-togethers where he could have
some more fun with his boys and we all headed for home.
After we dropped Rick off Coach didn't say anything for a
while.  Neither of us said anything until I asked him why he
turned into the drive up to Chuck's place instead of going
on down the road to take me home.  Coach said he needed to
tell me a few things and that we could talk at Chuck's
place.
     Coach pulled up in front of the house and Chuck came
out to greet us.  He was surprised to see me with Coach and
told Coach he thought he heard the car, but figured it was
too early.  Coach said, "Well, as you can see I didn't take
Ed home first.  The three of us need to talk."
     Chuck didn't ask why or what about he just asked where
and Coach started walking towards the swimming hole.  Chuck
and I followed.  Chuck started asking me how things went
with the new boys and their daddy.  I told him all about it,
described everything that happened, except the part about me
fucking Coach.  When I was telling him about watching
everybody else on the bench Chuck told me it sounded hot and
asked what I was doing.  I told him I just watched and
jerked off; Chuck looked up ahead of us at Coach's back then
at me and shook his head.
     Coach stayed several feet ahead of us all the way to
the swimming hole and when we got there he stripped down and
got in the water.  Chuck asked me if I felt like a swim and
I said sure so we stripped down and joined Coach in the
water.  Coach swam around for a while and then climbed out
and sat in the grass watching Chuck and me.  Chuck swam over
to me and said we should join Coach so the two of us got out
of the water and headed over towards Coach.
    As we waded out of the water Coach said to Chuck, "He
is the spitting image of his Daddy.  It's like being here at
the swimming hole with him when we were both in High School.
I always loved watching his Daddy walk towards me with the
water streaming off of his dick and beading up in all that
hair.  I used to imagine what it would be like if only he'd
fuck me the way the two of us fucked you, Chuck.  Now I
know."
     Chuck sat down next to Coach and told him he knew it
would happen some day.  Chuck told me to sit and said that I
needed to get the whole story.  Over the next hour Chuck and
Coach filled me in on their history with each other, my Dad
and a few other men.  I heard about things I already knew,
things I had suspected but we never talked about and some
things that were total surprises.
     Coach started by telling me that he had been in love
with my Dad since they were kids together.  He said that Joe
was always Dad's best friend; they were the same age and
practically grew up together like brothers.  Coach was a
year behind them in school and followed them around for
years thinking they didn't even know he existed.  Coach
didn't know how strongly he felt about my Dad until he and
Joe worked together one summer and Joe brought Coach out to
the farm for a weekend and he ended up at the swimming hole
with Joe, Dad and Chuck.  Joe was the one who liked to bring
other guys out to the swimming hole to fuck Chuck; he was
the same way with Chuck as he was with Arthur in the
beginning.  Chuck got off on seeing other guys breed Chuck
as much as, or more than, he got off on fucking him himself.
     Coach didn't know until his first time at the swimming
hole that guys ever did things like suck each other's cocks
or fuck each other.  For My Dad and Coach it was all about
fucking a little boy's hole because they were horny teens
and it felt good.  For Coach it made him realize why he
always wanted to be around my Dad and why My Dad made him
feel the way he did.  Out at the swimming hole, watching Dad
fuck Chuck while Chucked sucked Joe's cock, Coach new right
away that he wanted to be the one Dad was fucking.
     Coach couldn't tell my Dad that though, and he sure as
hell wasn't going to let on to Joe.  He fucked Chuck when it
was his turn and satisfied himself with watching my Dad use
Chuck, wishing he was using Coach in Chuck's place.  As they
got older and My Dad started dating my mother, Coach got
pushed out of the picture.  Dad and Joe went on double dates
and brought their dates out to the swimming hole, but never
included Coach.  Coach knew that he wasn't interested in
girls and never dated,  he never went to homecoming or prom
or school dances; in part because he never had a date and in
part because if he went stag (a lot of guys did) he would
have to watch my Dad with my mom.
     Coach said that after Dad and Joe graduated Joe went
off to college while Dad got married and settled in with mom
on the farm with Gram and Gramps.  Coach hardly ever saw my
Dad his senior year and headed off to college still confused
about how he felt about him.
     At college Coach started to run into a few other guys
like him.  Coach had never been a star athlete like my Dad
in high school, but he loved sports and was always in good
shape and could do fairly well in several.  He majored in
education and got his teaching certificate, focusing on PE,
planning to teach and coach. The first guy he ran into who
was also interested in guys was a classmate who was also on
an intramural football team with coach.
     This team mate told Coach he needed a work out partner
and asked coach if he was interested in lifting.  Coach
agreed to start working out with the guy and he signed up
for a time in the weight room.  When he told coach the only
time he could get was the last hour the weight room was open
Coach didn't think anything of it until they got to the
facility and found it deserted.  Coach's new workout partner
told him that they were supposed to lock up when they left
but he locked the door behind them when they got there, "So
we don't forget."
    Coach headed for the locker room and his friend said
that since they were the only one's in the building they
could change in the weight room, or just strip down and work
out in their underwear.  That got Coach's cock starting to
wake up and it made him nervous, but he couldn't think of a
good reason to argue with the guy.  The two of them headed
to the weight room and the other guy stripped down to his
briefs and socks while coach took his time.  Once the guy
was standing there with his hands on his hips waiting for
Coach, Coach didn't know what else to do but peel off his
jeans and hope the guy didn't notice he was half hard.  The
guy noticed, he didn't say anything at first, just started
working out.  Before they left the weight room that night,
though, they had sucked each other off.
     Coach said that the two of them became friends and
eventually, room mates. Over the next four years Coach's
room mate introduced coach to other men and boys like them
and taught Coach about bottoms and tops, cruising etc; all
the things a small town teen in the fifties never heard of.
Coach's buddy taught him how to spot other guys like them in
the showers, on the field and at parties.  He even told him
about Daddies who fucked their own son's and how to spot
pussy boys.
     Coach said that while they were room mates, fucking
each other and finding other men to fuck and suck with, his
buddy also dated women and encouraged Coach to date women as
well.  Coach didn't ever follow through, hanging out in the
dorm alone when his buddy was out on a date.   Towards the
end of their senior year Coach's buddy was dating the same
girl for a couple of months; the two of them got engaged
before graduation and were married that summer.  Coach
wasn't invited to the wedding and never saw his buddy again
after they graduated.
     After Graduation Coach came back home for the summer,
then got a job teaching fourth grade in a small town across
state.  Two years later the job here opened up and he got
it.  Coach was glad to be doing what he'd always wanted to
do, teaching P.E. and coaching.  When he found himself in
the locker room with a bunch of boy's from 12 to 18, he
started remembering many of the things his buddy in college
had told him about how to spot other guys like them.  He
told me he'd notice the boy's who were too shy and awkward
or the one's who liked to show off and dominate.  That's
when he started paying attention to the pussy boys and stud
boys.
     He didn't ever try anything with any of the boy's until
a seventh grader's Dad came in to see him one afternoon
right after school started Coach's third year.   The Dad
told Coach he was worried about his boy.  The kid had just
started seventh grade and Coach had already pegged him as a
pussy boy, the kid was obvious in the way he checked the
other boys out and had even tried to grope a couple of boys
in the shower and at the lockers.  The Dad was telling coach
about similar behavior at home.  He said the boy would barge
in on him in the shower and always tried to come into his
room while he was dressing and had tried to touch his Dad's
dick several times.
    Coach noticed that while the Dad described the boy's
behavior he sounded very concerned, but his cock was
obviously hard.  Coach let him talk himself out and then
told him that he had seen the same kind of behavior.  Coach
said the Dad was sitting on a chair in front of Coach's desk
and Coach had been standing next to his desk while the Dad
talked.  Coach moved to stand right in front of the Dad,
leaned back and rested his ass on the front of the desk and
made sure the bulge in his own shorts was right in front of
the dads face.  Coach then said to the Dad, "I am sure that
your boy is a pussy boy.  I'm also sure that you'd like to
let him have that hard-on you're squirming to hide from me
right now."
     The Dad was staring at Coach's crotch and didn't say
anything.  Coach opened his shorts and pulled his cock out.
The Dad leaned forward and started sucking.  He kept his
mouth on coach's cock while he got up out of the chair,
unbuckled his belt, opened his pants up and slid them down
to his knees along with his boxers. The Dad sucked on
Coach's cock a little more, taking it all the way into his
throat a few times then turned around, bent over and flipped
his shirt tail up.  The Dad braced himself on the chair he
had been sitting on and pushed his ass back towards Coach.
     Coach sank his Cock into the Dad's hole and could tell
he wasn't popping the guy's cherry.  Coach told him he was a
good fuck and asked him how many cocks had been up there
before him.  The Dad said he'd lost count.  Coach told the
Dad that they both knew that the Dad wanted to fuck his
little boy's hole just like coach was fucking him.  The Dad
said he did and said that he wanted Coach to fuck and breed
his boy as well and he wanted to watch Coach do it.  Coach
bred the man's hole and the Dad jerked himself off on the
floor talking about the two of them breeding the Daddy's
boy.
     After they'd fucked they started to get to know each
other.  Coach learned that the Dad's story was a lot like
Coach's college room mate; He'd fucked around with a lot of
guys, but always dated women, then married a girl when he
graduated.  The guy's wife was from our town and they'd
settled here so he could work for her Dad.  It wasn't very
long before the Dad had started feeling like he really
needed some dick.  He took regular business trips and
started looking for places to find dick on his trips.  He'd
found out about a few places in the nearest city, and guy's
he hooked up with there had turned him on to the couple of
spots in our town where he could find guys to fuck around
with.
     After their meeting in Coach's office they helped each
other out; Coach got the Dad and his boy in his office for
several good fuck and suck sessions and the Dad steered
Coach to the places where he could find other guys.  Coach
found other men, and started running into a few of his
students as well as some of the student's Daddy's.  For a
few years there was nothing organized, just get-together's
in Coach's office, back rooms in some of the guy's
businesses or the restroom at the public park.
     When Joe and Arthur got involved with some of the men
and Joe started having men out to the farm to fuck Arthur,
Coach was invited to go along by one of his pussy boy
student's Daddy's.  Chuck said that when Coach showed up at
the farm he remembered him and they started talking about
Dad and the times out at the swimming hole.  Chuck said
Coach started coming out to the farm for Joe's get-togethers
every week and then started staying over with Chuck and,
over time had kind of moved in.
      I asked about Coach's house in town and his wife.
Chuck and Coach both laughed.  Coach said his wife wasn't
any more interested in men then he was in women.  Coach's
wife was the Girl's P.E. Teacher and Girls Dean.  Coach said
she had started a couple of years before coach, her first
job out of college.  When Coach started she picked up on his
lack of a social life and started asking him to go with her
to faculty events and the like.  They figured each other out
and found that once people thought they were a couple it
just made life easier.  They got married to avoid Coach
being labeled a Confirmed Bachelor and her being a tagged a
Spinster.  Chuck said she knew all about him and that she
had a girlfriend of her own.
    I asked Chuck what he thought knowing how Coach felt
about my Dad and how he felt about me having fucked Coach.
Chuck said he understood because he was just as much in love
with my Dad as Coach and he was really kind of happy for
Coach that he finally had been able to realize his fantasy
by having my Dad's spitting image make it happen.
    We talked some more and I agreed to keep it all just
between the three of us.  It turned out Tim, Rick and the
twins hadn't noticed that I fucked the Coach.  The next time
we all got together it was all about the twins.

                         <<<<<>>>>>

    I was surprised that the next time Coach brought Tim
and his twins to the weight room he arranged to have Dale
there as well.  Dale was a year older than me, he was the
kid who said that I was one of `Coach's Special Boy's' when
I walked out of his office that first time. I knew Dale was
one of Coach's stud boys, and I knew he fucked Will a lot
when we were younger, but I hadn't seen much of him for a
while except in Basketball.
     Coach was serious about Basketball.  He didn't allow
any fucking around even though Dale and I and one of Coach's
favorite older pussy boy's were on the team.  Dales Dad was
not part of the crowd so Dale only fucked around at school
with other boys.  That Saturday afternoon in the weight room
was the first time Dale was involved in any fun with Daddy's
and their boys.  I noticed two things that afternoon about
Dale:  He was totally into the Daddy and boy scene and he
treated me like a god.  I remembered Coach saying that other
boys would crush on me and his mentioning Dale in
particular.  Now I saw it for myself.
     The reason Coach invited Rick was that he didn't have a
real big prick.  Coach figured that Tim was too big to pop
the twins' cherries so he was planning on doing one of them
and had Dale there to do the other twin at the same time.
Coach told me that he could see that Tim really got off on
having both twins working on his cock at the same time and
sucking on his nipples together.  He figured that since it
was impossible for him to pop their cherries it would be
best to have it happen to both of them at the same time,
while they were both sucking on their Daddy's cock.
     This time there was no pretense of anybody being there
to work out.   We all arrived and went down to the weight
room.  Clothes were stripped off and stowed in lockers and
Coach brought us all over to the shower corner of the room.
Coach had Rick, Tim and the twins get in the hot tub and
relax a while then had Rick kneel on the bench in the tub,
the same position I had been in during my last gang bang. He
told Rick to go ahead and take a ride in Rick's hole. While
Tim was Fucking Rick Coach had me stand in front of him and
feed him my prick while Dale and Coach stood on
either side of me and the twins knelt on either side of Rick
sucking on Coach's and Dale's prick's.
     It wasn't long before Tim was breeding Rick's hole.
When he was through Coach told him to pull out, but keep his
cock out of the water.  Coach told Rick to get out of the
tub and told me to take him over to the showers and do what
ever I wanted.  Once we were out of the way, Coach had Tim
sit up on the edge of the tub with his feet on the bench.
Without being told to, the twins turned and started licking
the cum off of their Daddy's Prick.
     Coach and Dale climbed in the tub and one of them got
behind each twin.  Dale was about to ram his prick in but
Coach told him to hold off and get the hole ready first.
Coach started working the hole in front of him with his
finger's and Dale did the same to the hole he was about to
fuck.  The twins responded to the fingering just like they
had to their Daddies soapy fingers.  They both squirmed and
pushed their butts back onto the fingers.  They also
increased their work on their Daddy's prick with their
tongues and mouths.
     Tim had his hands on the twin's heads and was looking
back and forth from one to the other watching the Coach and
Dale work their holes open with their fingers.  Dale made a
couple of attempts to replace his fingers with his prick,
but coach kept telling him to hold of and keep spreading
that hole.  Tim finally said he couldn't take it any more
and demanded Coach let the fucking start.
     Coach and Dale lined their Pricks up with the twin's
holes and started pushing in.  Coach was talking to the
twins telling them to relax and push back.  I couldn't see
any reaction from the twins, they just kept licking and
sucking on their Daddy's prick and pushing their butts back
on the invading pricks in their holes.  Tim was looking back
and forth urging Coach and Tim on when his voice choked and
I saw his prick shooting cum on his chest and the twin's
faces.  As soon as it started shooting the twins were on
their Daddy's prick, fighting with each other for every
spurt.
     Tim was cumming before Coach or Dale had even gotten
all the way in.  Tim's Prick stayed hard throughout and the
twins kept licking and sucking on it the whole time Coach
and Dale were fucking them.  When Coach asked Dale if he was
close both he and Tim answered, "Yes."  When Coach and Dale
Rammed their pricks into the twins holes and bred them for
the first time, Tim fed the twin's his third load of the
afternoon.
     After they were all through, Coach and Dale pulled out
of the twins and the twins turned around and sucked the
prick that had just bred their brother's hole.  Tim watched
for a minute then climbed out of the tub and walked to one
of the shower heads.  He turned it on then put his head down
and leaned forward until the top of his head was resting on
the wall and the shower was spraying on his back.  Coach and
Dale pulled their pricks out of the twins' mouths and
climbed out of the tub.  Coach went over to the shower head
next to Tim and turned it on, he leaned with his shoulders
and the back of his head against the wall.  Coach was
letting the shower hit his belly and crotch and stood there
surveying they rest of us.  I saw him look down and check
out Tim's still half hard prick, then look at the twins
playing in the hot tub together then over at Me, Dale and
Rick.
     I had started fucking Rick under the showers while the
twins were getting their cherries' popped but I hadn't bred
his hole yet.  Dale walked up to us and started to pull
Rick's head down toward his soft prick.  Coach told Dale,
"You`d better ask the man fucking that boy first."
     Dale was a year older than me.  I could tell what Coach
had just said surprised him, but when he looked up at me to
ask he waited a minute.  Dale looked down to watch my prick
fucking into Rick, looked back up into my eyes, then lowered
his eyes a little and asked, "Can your boy suck my dick,
Sir."
     I looked down and saw that Dale was hard again and told
him he could.   I watched him push in and start fucking my
boy's mouth.  He never once looked up at me, he kept his
head down.  I knew my boy's eyes were closed and I had a
suspicion Dale's were also.  I started pumping into my boy's
hole and told Dale I was breeding it and added, "When I'm
done you can use it if you've got another load in you."
     I pulled out and Dale and I switched places.  Dale
pushed his prick into my boy's hole and started fucking
while my boy sucked my prick clean.  Dale kept his eyes down
and looked to be watching my prick sliding in and out of my
boy's mouth.  After just a few strokes he buried his prick
in and dumped his load on top of mine and Tim's.  I pulled
out and offered him the mouth.  While my boy was sucking
Dale's cock clean I told the twins to lick my boy's hole.
The twins scrambled out of the tub, got behind my boy and
did their best to suck their Daddy's cum, along with my cum
and Dale's cum out of it.

                   <<<<<>>>>>

     Coach told me later that the twins probably could have
taken their Daddy's prick for their first time.  He even
thought they could have handled me and my Daddy popping
their cherries.  He mentioned this when we were alone with
Chuck.  Chuck whistled and said, "I sure would like to have
seen that."
     Coach said that he would have loved watching that to.
Coach said that even if the twins weren't cherry, seeing Dad
and me fucking identical twins at the same time would be
hot.  Coach thought out loud that Tim would probably cum
three times while watching that.    Then he said he'd have
to make sure it happened real soon.

                   <<<<<>>>>>

     Before Coach got the gang together with Tim and the
twins, He set it up to see just how far we could go with
Dale.  Once we started basketball practice, Rick and I had
our workouts after practice and ended up being at the gym
pretty late.  Rick's Dad told coach he only wanted Rick to
work out with me on the days we didn't have practice, so
Coach told Dale he wanted him to work out with me.  He said
I needed a partner and Dale could use some bulking up.
     For my first work out with Dale, Coach was down in the
weight room with us.  It was only a week after the fuck
session with Tim and the twins, just being in the weight
room again had Dale turned on.  When Coach and I stripped
down and didn't put on jocks or shorts Dale was a little
surprised, I told him we'd all seen each other fuck so why
bother.  He shrugged his shoulders, stepped out of his
briefs and joined us at a bench.  Coach told Dale to start
off with some bench presses and told me to spot him.
     I knew ahead of time that Coach and I were going to
give Dale the same treatment as Tim had gotten, but with a
different outcome.  Coach put a little more weight on the
bar than he figured Dale could handle and I knew to help him
out with the first few reps then let him try it on his own.
On the first rep I wasn't helping Dale could only get the
bar about halfway up.  I had been standing over Dale's head,
my prick dangling in his face for just a few minutes, but
Dales prick was already fully hard.  While Dale was
struggling with the weight, Coach grabbed his prick and
asked him, "What's this all about?  You're supposed to be a
stud boy and your cock `s getting hard because Ed's cock is
hanging over your face?"
     I watched Dale try to answer, but not much sound came
out because he was straining so hard with the weight.   All
he did when he opened his mouth was let the head of my dick
drop in it.  Coach kept taunting Dale about wanting to suck
my prick.  Dale kept trying to reply, but all he did was
make my prick start to get hard.  As my prick grew and
started to work deeper into Dale's mouth he gave up trying
to talk and started sucking on it.  Coach told me to go
ahead and help him finish the rep and then start feeding him
the rest of my prick.
     With the weight bar out of his hands Dale grabbed the
backs of my legs and pulled more of my prick into his mouth
himself.  He was really going to town until my prick hit the
back of his throat and he started to gag.  Coach grabbed
Dale's feet, lifted them up in the air and pushed Dale back
on the bench saying, "You're throat's not at a good angle;
this should help."
     Dale scooted back on the bench, but my prick in his
mouth made his head tilt and roll back instead of slide.
When the top of Dale's head rolled back onto the bench and
his shoulders lifted up a bit, my prick slid on into his
throat and my balls smacked against Dale's nose.  Coach
said, "That's better boy, now you can service that cock like
it should be done."
     Coach reached down and started playing with Dale's
hole.  I couldn't really tell with my prick fucking into his
throat, but I thought Dale was trying to protest.  Coach
kept on pushing his fingers into Dale and told him, "I know
you want that cock you're sucking so well in here next boy.
It's going to hurt, but it will hurt less if you let me open
you up."
     Coach kept pushing his fingers into Dale's hole for a
while then looked up at me and asked, "Do you want to pop
his cherry or feed him your first load while I open him up
for you and breed him to lube his hole up?"
     I kept on fucking into Dale's throat and told coach I
thought Dale was hungry.  I told Coach to go ahead and pop
his cherry for me and let me get off in him twice, once in
each end.  Coach pulled his fingers out of Dale's hole and
pressed the head of his prick up to it.  He told Dale he'd
fucked enough boy hole himself and told them how to make it
easier on themselves he should know what to do.  Coach then
buried his prick, balls deep in Dale's hole with one push.
     I felt, more than heard, Dale scream around my prick.
Coach told him he must not have been relaxed or he didn't
remember to push out.  Then Coach started fucking.  Coach
kept pushing back on Dale's ankles while he fucked.  Dale's
ass kept lifting higher off the bench until the tops of
Dale's feet were pressed to my shoulders.  Coach looked at
me and said that Dale's hole was real tight and he wasn't
going to be able to hold off for long.  I told Coach I was
ready.  Coach slammed into Dale's hole and said, "Now, I'm
breeding him now."
     I started fucking faster and sprayed my scum in Dale's
throat and mouth.   Coach finished and told me to take hold
of Dale's ankles.  Coach pulled out then came around beside
me and told me to go for a ride.  I pulled my prick out of
Dale's mouth while I was still shooting the last few drops
of scum.  Coach held Dale's ankles back, keeping his ass up
off the bench. I stepped over the bench and slid my prick
into Dale's hole.
     Even though Coach had just popped his cherry and bred
him, Dale's hole was still tight around my prick.  He gasped
when I pushed in and Coach pushed his softening cum covered
prick into Dale's mouth.  I started fucking and my prick
stayed hard, but it took me a long time to shoot my second
round.  Dale sucked Coach's prick clean and kept on sucking
until it was hard again and Coach started fucking his mouth.
I was pounding away at Dale's hole and watching Coach's
prick fucking into his throat.
     I looked down at his prick and saw that it was hard and
oozing slime.  I told Dale to grab hold of his prick and
jerk himself off.  Dale did as he was told.  After a few
strokes on his prick it started shooting scum all over Dale
and Coach.  Coach started feeding Dale his load when he felt
Dale's scum splattering on his belly.  Dale's hole clamping
down on my prick milked a second load out of it and I bred
his hole.
     When we were all through and pulled apart, Coach walked
over to the hot tub, turned it on and climbed in.  Dale's
ass settled back down on the bench and his ankles came to
rest on my chest.  I looked down at him and said, "Now that
I've bred your hole, boy, it's mine."
     Dale didn't say anything.  He sat up, scooted back,
leaned forward and took my prick into his mouth.  Dale
sucked my prick clean, looking up into my face the whole
time.