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---------------------------------------- Becoming a Rugby Bitch, Part 8 Cosmic Charlie - cosmic709@yahoo.com cceroticstories.blogspot.com charliessmut.tumblr.com ----------------------------------------
The sun was just setting as Tyler Manning walked toward the athletics complex. He used his key card to open the main door into the gym and then walked back toward Coach Perry's office. The facility was empty so far as he could tell. The hustle and bustle of the day was replaced by dim lighting and empty halls. His heart beat loudly in his chest. He was excited to be getting a chance at Josh's ass, and the illicit feeling of being in the building after hours made him even hotter.
He was still unsure how he felt about Ryder, but 'smitten' was a word one of his buddies had used. It started as an intense attraction to Ryder's body. Though he was of average size, Ryder was smaller than Tyler. He was just small enough that Tyler felt like he was able to manipulate and tower over him. On top of it all, Ryder had an ass that would make most straight men drool. Round and firm, it filled up his jeans and pulled Tyler's eye away every time he saw it. Later, after he had interacted with Ryder, he started to fall for his personality as well. Ryder was direct and assertive while maintaining a subtle submissive attitude. He let Tyler take the lead without coming across as weak or pathetic. The whole package was doing a number on him.
Luckily he had some understanding of the relationship between Coach Perry and Ryder because he'd known the coach's last boy. The coach was possessive, but not like a boyfriend would be. Instead, he had an almost fatherly authority over the guys he dominated. He didn't mind if they slept around, as long as they asked for and earned permission from him. The coach's orders were sacrosanct, and the boys were supposed to obey his demands. Tyler used to talk to Coach Perry's last boy late into the night about the stuff the coach would make him do. He routinely sucked off a bunch of guys on the team, but he was also forced to steal clothing, put out for strangers, and entertain Perry's friends at parties. It all seemed a little weird to Tyler, but it was clear that the guy got off on it. His cock would be hard whenever he told stories about his service.
Ryder was clearly moving in the same direction. There were moments when it seemed like Ryder wanted to pull away from Perry's control and explore his sexuality on his own, but Tyler could tell that he craved submission. The power games clearly turned him on. Tyler hadn't expected that Ryder would get off on sweat, domination, and pure aggression the way he seemed to, but he was happy to give Ryder what he wanted. If the boy needed a hard fuck every now and then, Tyler would oblige.
He entered Perry's office and found the coach sitting behind his desk. Perry was wearing jeans and a black t-shirt, both of which showed off his ample build and size. Ryder was standing next to the desk wearing a pitted out gray t-shirt and running shorts. His hair was wet and sweat was trickling down his forehead.
"I had him run a few miles before showing up," Perry said when Tyler expressed surprise.
"Why?" Tyler asked.
"Don't know really," Perry chuckled, "I just felt like fucking with him. He was hard the whole time."
Tyler walked over to Ryder and licked the sweat off the side of his cheek before kissing him. He smiled at Ryder before turning back toward Perry.
Perry stood up from the desk. "You know, I didn't think he was ready to get passed around, but I couldn't pass up a chance to watch a guy like you top him. You're a real stallion, Tyler. A grade A jock stud. I can't wait to see you knock up my bitch."
Perry grabbed the back of Ryder's neck and mussed up his hair. Ryder blushed beet red.
"I watch you when you shower sometimes, Ty." Perry went on, "You're the perfect mix of hard and soft. All man, but still kind of pretty. If I'd known you were into cock, I might have offered you some years ago."
Tyler smiled. Perry took in his toothy white grin and instantly smiled back, "If I didn't know better, Coach, I'd think I should offer you some cock. You want a ride on my dick before I fuck Josh?"
Perry laughed and sat down on the edge of his desk. "Trust me, Tyler, you're not man enough to get me on my knees. Not yet. Give it a few years. Besides, I saw the way you went down on Tanner. How long you been sucking him off?"
"A few years." This time Tyler blushed.
"You look like you're pretty good at it." Perry said back.
"I know how to help a bro out." Tyler said. His gaze shifted from Perry to Ryder. He had just caught Josh's scent - fresh sweat and sex. His dick began to harden in his track pants. "Are we going to talk all night, Coach?"
"I bet you're horny." Perry said, "This ass is a fucking prize. Where do you want to do him?"
"In the showers." Tyler said before he had even thought about it. Getting it on in the locker-room showers was an old fantasy of his.
"You're going to take him into the showers after I got him ripe for you?" Perry said. He lifted one of Ryder's arms and took a long sniff. "You have no idea what you're missing."
"I want to fuck his ass, not sniff his pits." Tyler said. He was growing impatient. He knew that Perry wanted to watch, but he didn't think that he would make some kind of game out of it.
"Whatever." Perry sighed, "but I'll let you in on a secret. He likes it. The raunchier the better."
Tyler walked across the room and put his hand around the back of Ryder's neck. He led him away from Perry and toward the showers. He could feel some reluctance in Ryder's muscles as if he wasn't sure if he should follow or stay. Tyler breathed in through his nose and smelled Josh's sweat and body odor. It was everything he could do to keep himself from throwing Ryder to the ground and humping him into submission right there. He needed to fuck, soon.
When they reached the showers he stopped and turned toward Ryder. "Take off my clothes." he said.
Ryder grabbed the waistband of Tyler's pants and pulled them down to the floor. Tyler's cock sprung up in front of him, and he kissed the tip, slimy with precum. Next Ryder pulled off his shirt. After it was on the floor with the rest of the clothes, Ryder leaned in and sucked one of Tyler's perfect, nickle sized brown nipples.
Tyler grabbed his face and pulled him away from his body. He looked into Ryder's eyes and could tell that he was worried Tyler was mad at him for taking the initiative. Tyler smiled and pushed his lips against Ryder's. Their tongues danced for a minute before Tyler broke off the kiss. Again, the smell of Ryder's body, all sex and pheromones, wafted over him.
"Good," he said softly, "Now help me take a shower."
Tyler turned on the water and turned his back toward Ryder, who grabbed some body wash and went to work. His hands moved slowly. He was massaging Tyler's body as much as he was washing it.
From the corner of the room, Perry watched them. When he found out that Tyler had a thing for his boy, he couldn't say no. He couldn't take this opportunity away from Josh. Tyler was a total jock with a perfect body. And as he washed Josh soap up the jock's back, he felt like he was watching pornography. He knew that Tyler wasn't aggressive enough to give Ryder everything he needed, and he didn't fear that he would lose the boy. Ryder would eventually crave some domination, and he would come to the coach for that, if for no other reason than that he would be embarrassed to ask Tyler to be what he needed.
Tyler moaned loudly. Ryder was doing an amazing job, massaging his muscles and touching him in all the right places. Two hands were now soaping up his ass, and he felt Ryder slowly move toward his hole. He bent forward a bit, allowing his cheeks to spread open. Ryder's finger slowly circled his asshole, while one hand continued to knead his cheeks. He moaned again. Unable to take the tease any longer, he turned around.
His eight inch dick, which was rock hard and jutting out in front of his body, slapped Ryder on the cheek. Tyler ran a hand through Ryder's wet hair and pulled his head back so that he was looking at him.
"You didn't take your clothes off," Tyler said. Ryder was still dressed and now soaking wet.
"You didn't tell me to." Ryder said as if it was the obvious answer.
Perry called out, "I've got him trained pretty well, Ty."
"No kidding," Tyler muttered, before turning his attention back to Ryder. He liked the way he looked. The wet cotton clung to his muscles and made him look slightly vulnerable. Tyler grabbed the root of his cock and tapped Ryder on the cheek with it. Ryder opened up and took it in. Trained by the coach, Ryder took as much of Tyler's dick into his throat as he could right away. He bobbed up and down quickly, until Tyler's hand came down on the back of his neck.
"Slow down, Josh." Tyler said, "I want to enjoy this."
Ryder slowed his assault and began to give Tyler a gentler blow job. He kissed the tip, slowly slobbered his way down the shaft, and paid attention to Tyler's balls and the inside of his thighs. Tyler closed his eyes for a moment, took a deep breath, and let out a long sigh. He could hardly believe how good Ryder was at working over a dick. It was the best head he'd ever had, including the time Ryder blew him in the massage room. His whole crotch was on fire with tinglings of pleasure.
He slid his fingers down Ryder's muscular shoulders. For just a moment, Ryder looked up at him, with a gaze of pure submission and respect. Ryder was worshiping his cock, and Tyler wanted to give some of that pleasure back.
He lifted Ryder to his feet and kissed him quickly on the lips. His hands moved across Ryder's body, which gave way to every push and pull. He yanked the wet shirt off and threw it into the corner. Then he pulled Ryder's shorts off. Ryder's prick slapped against the furry patch on his hard stomach. Tyler fell to his knees and took it into his mouth.
A steady stream of precum was flowing from Ryder's dick, enough that Tyler could taste it as it poured over his tongue. It was sweet and salty at the same time. As his lips slid down Ryder's shaft, he took in his smell. Even after standing under the hot water for five minutes, Ryder's pubes hung on to the stink of his sweat. Coach Perry was right, the smell was intoxicating. He rooted around, sniffing and sucking, taking it all in. His mouth moved to Ryder's balls. They were already drawn up against the base of his cock. Tyler bathed them with his tongue before going deeper. The lower he went, the more he craved the big prize.
He grabbed onto Ryder's hips and turned him around. For the second time he was confronted with Ryder's perfect ass. His skin was smooth and tan. The flesh was muscular. The indentation of Ryder's well developed glutes ran down the side. His ass crack parted just enough that Tyler could see his hole in between the cheeks. He was practically drooling when he kissed Ryder's lower back.
He kissed his way down the crack, not stopping in any place for more than a moment. With his hands, he spread open Ryder's cheeks and moved in for the kill. When he put his mouth on Ryder's hole, Ryder's whole body pushed back against him.
"Are you ready for it, stud." Tyler asked.
"Yes," Ryder said.
"What do you want? Tell me." Tyler said.
"Fuck me." Ryder said, "I want your dick in me. Deep in me."
Tyler started to eat out Ryder's ass, spitting on his hole and pushing his tongue in. His hands continued to move across Ryder's skin, getting him hotter and hotter. When Tyler's fingers moved over the tip of Ryder's cock, it was slimy and wet. He worked Ryder's hole, not aiming to pleasure Josh, but trying to get him wet, hot, and ready to fuck.
Ryder moaned like a bitch as Tyler worked over his asshole. Since the first time he'd been rimmed, he knew that this was a feeling he could get used to. He loved the combination of pleasure and anticipation. His asshole pulsed as he thought about what was coming.
Finally, Tyler was ready. Across the room, Perry had pulled his shirt over his head and was rubbing his dick through his pants. Tyler made eye contact, and Perry got the drift. He grabbed some lube that he had brought with and tossed it to Tyler. Tyler caught the bottle with one hand, opened it, and lubed up his dick.
"No need to be gentle," Perry yelled out.
Tyler laughed. He turned Ryder's body so that he was facing Perry. Then he bent over his back and whispered, "You ready stud?"
"Do it." Ryder purred as he bent down a little.
Tyler grabbed his dick and lined it up with Ryder's hole. It slid in easily. The head of his cock was instantly engulfed by Ryder's hot body. Tyler leaned forward and wrapped his arms around Ryder. He pulled the smaller man into him as his dick snaked its way into his body. When Tyler bottomed out, he bit down on Ryder's shoulder and held him there for a minute, letting his dick stretch Ryder's insides. He felt him shudder a little during the embrace.
Tyler began to slide the length of his cock in and out of Ryder's ass. He held on at the hips while Ryder bent over and pushed himself back against Tyler. Eventually, they both realized that the position wasn't working, and Ryder dropped down to his hands and knees. Tyler's cock popped out of him, and he suddenly felt empty.
Tyler knelt down. Before he slipped back in, he checked out Ryder's hole. It was already gaping open. "Jesus, you've got a pretty hole, Josh. I could play with this all night."
Ryder moaned. He didn't feel the need to tell Tyler that the longer this session lasted the better.
Tyler took a quick lick at Ryder's asshole and then slid a couple of fingers inside. He poked and prodded at Josh's insides before withdrawing. As he slipped his cock back inside, he watched as Perry advanced on the two of them. He came close and then dropped to his knees.
Tyler's fucked Ryder's ass at a quick pace. Josh's body fit him like a glove and he felt like he could fuck forever. He knew that wasn't the case. If he kept up this pace, he'd be blowing his load in a few minutes. Perry was still on his knees in front of them, watching intently. Then, without any provocation, Ryder lowered his face into the older man's crotch.
It was the first chance that Tyler had had to see just how hypnotized Ryder could become by cock. As soon as his face made contact with the Coach's crotch, Ryder's whole body relaxed. Perry held him there, cradling his head as Ryder breathed in his cock musk and chewed on his dick. Perry smiled at Tyler.
"He needs it. Almost constantly now. He's not really at home unless he's serving men. The more the better."
Perry grabbed Ryder by the hair and pulled him backward. "You like having this stud's dick in you, boy?"
"Yes sir," Ryder grunted between thrusts.
"That's right, a fucking grade a sire for my hot bitch. He's going to flood your guts with his cum." Perry said, "Turn around and look at him."
Ryder turned and looked at Tyler. Everything Perry had said was true. Tyler was 100% American jock stud. His skin was glowing under a layer of glistening sweat. His muscles were pumped up and they flexed with each thrust. His body was as perfect as Ryder had ever seen. Tyler's eyes connected with him and Tyler smiled. Ryder felt his asshole contract, an involuntary spasm trying to pull Tyler even deeper into his body.
Perry pulled the front of his shorts down and let his big dick pop out. Precum and dick slime oozed out of the tip of his uncut cock. He pressed the tip of his dick against Ryder's nose and then pulled his skin over it. He had skipped washing his cock in the shower that morning. He wanted Ryder to get a whiff of a real, unadulterated man. There was nothing nasty about his dick, but it was rawer than normal. As usual, Ryder didn't balk, and he seemed to enjoy the treatment. Perry slid his dick down Ryder's face to his mouth and pressed it against his lips. Ryder was so into getting fucked that he didn't notice. Perry tapped him a few times on the cheek before he took the cock into his mouth. Then, Perry leaned forward and slipped one hand under Ryder. His cock was rock solid, pulsing against his stomach, and dripping fluid.
"You know Ty, I think Ryder might be ready to learn a new lesson." Perry said. He looked at Ryder, "You think you're ready to cum just from serving men. No hands."
Ryder didn't know if that was possible, but he nodded anyway.
"Concentrate on our dicks, boy. Think about that stud cock ramming away at your ass and my dick in your mouth. Put all of your attention there." Perry said.
Tyler was still fucking away. He'd kept up a solid, steady pace for almost ten minutes know and Perry was impressed that he'd neither cum nor slowed down.
"Talk to him," Perry said. "Help him get off."
Tyler moved his hands from Ryder's hips and dragged his fingers over his back. He felt the skin tighten as he touched him.
"You're making me feel so good, babe. Your hot body has me so hard. I could fuck you forever." Tyler said. He leaned over Ryder and grabbed at his body, kissing his shoulder blades and the muscles at the base of his neck. As he moved, his cock changed angles and Ryder let loose a guttural groan. "Yeah, babe, is that the spot? You want me to pound you right there?"
Ryder let out a high pitched whine that half begged Tyler to keep going and half begged for mercy. Tyler kept hitting him in the same place, as Ryder's ass contracted around his dick.
"That's right, babe. Get off on my cock." Tyler moaned in his ear. "I'm going to nut so deep inside your beautiful fucking ass."
Tyler raised his head and saw that Ryder was now sucking on Perry's dick like it was the last cock on earth. He looked crazed. Perry held onto the back of his neck, digging his fingers into the flesh and growling every so often.
Ryder's ass contracted around Tyler's dick again. Tyler pushed in deep. "Oh fuck yeah, stud. Milk my cock. Pull the cum out of my balls." He slipped a finger around the front of Ryder's face and stuck it into his mouth, pulling one cheek outward and feeling along Ryder's teeth. Suddenly, Ryder started moaning and his ass began to spasm. He tried to go for his cock with his left hand, but Perry grabbed onto it.
"Just from our dicks, boy." Perry said, "That's all the pleasure you need."
Ryder's dick bounced underneath his body and jettisoned his load of cum. The first blast hit the floor with an audible splash, and Perry encouraged Ryder to dump the rest. As his body expelled his load, the spasms gripped Tyler's cock.
Tyler couldn't hold back any more and started to shoot. He let his body weight come down on Ryder's body. Ryder was unprepared and collapsed onto the tile floor. Tyler's arms wrapped around him and held him tight. With all of his might, Tyler drove his dick deep into Ryder's gut, humping him with every last bit of strength he had. He dragged his teeth across the back of Ryder's shoulder and whispered. "Take it babe. Take my load." Ryder pushed his ass back up against Tyler's hips, trying to get as much of the stud's cock inside him as he could. He felt the warm cum filling his gut as Tyler's dick pulsed. When he was finally done, Tyler relaxed on top of him, pressing him into the floor and breathing heavily against his neck. Ryder turned his face to the side and moved his lips toward Tyler's mouth. Tyler noticed and stretched his neck to make contact. Their tongues danced, and for a minute both guys forgot all about Perry.
Perry reminded them of his presence by sticking his cock between their lips when he got tired of them making out. Tyler pulled away, but not until he got a taste of the coach's precum. Ryder latched on and started sucking again. Perry pulled out.
"This load is not going in your stomach, boy." he hissed.
Tyler lifted his body off of Ryder. His dick was still hard, and he was ready for a second go. When his cock head slipped from Ryder's ass, Perry took a peek at the abused hole. A little bit of Tyler's cum was already leaking out. Perry leaned forward and swiped his finger across Ryder's asshole and then brought it to his mouth. He sucked the cum off his digit.
"You taste good, stud." Perry said to Tyler.
Tyler blushed a little. He hadn't gotten past the fact that this was his coach he was talking to. He stood up and waited for Perry to start fucking Ryder. He wanted to see the bigger, hairier man dominate his boy. Instead, Perry tossed him his pants.
"Sorry, Ty, but I don't put on a show for anyone." he said.
Perry was going to eat his boy out long and hard, and he didn't want Tyler to see him sucking his stud cum out of Ryder's ass. Perry might be a dominant dude, but he was still gay. The chance to taste a guy like Tyler, especially a load delivered into one of his boys, was too much to pass up.
"You did a good job, stud." Perry said, "I'm impressed."
"You think I can do it again?" Tyler said.
"We'll see," Perry said, looking at Ryder's pretty ass with a possessive feeling. "For now, though, he can do what he wants with his mouth with you, and only you. Got it?"
"Sure." Tyler said. He looked at Ryder, whose eyes were darting between Perry's cock and Tyler's perfect chest. "I'll text you Josh."
"Cool," Ryder said as Tyler left the room. He was thinking about his next encounter with Tyler when Perry nudged him in the gut with his foot.
"Alright, bitch. Break time's over." Perry said as he pulled Ryder to his feet and dragged him off to his office.
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