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...