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Coach Adams Humiliation -- Chapter 13
By R. A. Swain
Danny West stood in the open doorway of Coach Adams apartment, watching the coach standing by Danny's jeep, wearing only his sneakers and socks, stroking his cock. Danny smiled at how eager Alan Adams was to do what he asked, to please him, even if it meant risking levels of humiliation even Danny had yet to dream up. "Okay Coach, come in here and suck my cock." He said it loud enough so any of Adams neighbors with open windows would hear.
Alan practically ran into his apartment. He stopped in front of Danny, looking into the senior's eyes. Danny stared at him without blinking, and then nodded his head, gesturing downward toward the bulge in his shorts. "Suck me," he hissed.
Alan fell to his knees in front of the open door and Danny, opening his cargo shorts and taking the hung young stud's cock in his mouth. He ran his tongue down the length of Danny's cock to his balls. "Yeah," Danny moaned.
Danny pulled Alan to his feet, closed the door and led him to the couch. He slumped down, on the couch and spread his legs, pulling his t-shirt off over his head. Alan knelt between Danny's legs and licked Danny's thigh to his balls. Danny raised his legs on to Alan's shoulders and pushed his balls forward to Alan's mouth.
"Yeah, lick my balls."
Alan leaned back and Danny stood up. He placed a hand on the back of the Coach's head and began thrusting his hips fucking Alan's mouth. He picked up speed, his balls slapping against Alan's chin. "Yeah, Coach, take my cock. Suck me! Suck me off! You're my bitch, Coach."
Alan tried to talk with his mouth full, but all he could do was choke as Danny fucked his mouth. He moved his head from side to side, bobbing up and down on the thrusting cock, feeling it throb and pulse. Suddenly Danny pulled back and began jerking off. "I'm gonna cum!" he said, and with that he shot his load in Alan's face. "Take it!" He said, as he pumped out more cum.
Alan knelt there taking cum in his face as Danny spurt ribbon after ribbon of cum on him, his face, and his chest. He looked up at the college senior, the captain of the swim team. Danny looked down at the coach. "You're my cum slut," he said. "Say it."
Alan bowed his head, and mumbled. Danny took his hand and rubbed the cum across Alan's mouth as he brought his fingers under his chin and raised his head to face him. "I can't hear you."
"I'm your cum slut," Alan said, slightly louder than a whisper. "I'm your cum slut."
Danny slumped down on the couch again. "Go get me a towel," he ordered.
Alan got up and disappeared to the bathroom. He emerged with a damp wash rag. "Here you go," he said, handing the rag to Danny.
Danny smiled. "Thanks, Coach. You know how to take care of your team."
A knock on the door interrupted them. "Answer it," Danny ordered.
Without thinking or covering up, Alan walked to the door and opened it. Pete Cranston stood there leering at Alan. "Awesome, Coach." He walked in, casually grabbing Alan's stiff cock. "Hey Danny, what's up?"
"Where's Zach?" Danny asked.
"He's out in the car. He said something about losing a bet to you." Pete let go of Alan's cock and walked in, settling down on the couch next to Danny. "Looks like I missed round one."
Danny stood up and pulled on his shorts. "I'll go talk to Zach. In the meantime Pete, the coach here will do anything you want to do." He turned to Alan. "I mean anything," he said with a stern look. He grabbed his shirt and walked out the door.
Pete looked at Alan. "Coach, you ever toss a salad?"
Alan looked at Pete for a minute as the young college man stood up again and walk across the room to the naked coach. "I think you look really hot in just your socks and sneakers. We're gonna have some fun." He took Alan by the hand and led him to the bedroom.
Outside in the parking lot in front of Alan's apartment Danny saw Zach sitting in the passenger seat of his big brother's car. He walked over and tapped on the window. Zach rolled it down.
"I guess it's time for me to pay up," the high school senior said. He didn't look up at Danny, just sort of stared straight ahead.
"Yeah, kid, it's time. Why don't you get in the back seat. Your brother's gonna be busy with the coach for a while. We can talk." Danny spoke in short broken sentences. He watched Zach get out of the passenger side and open the back door of the car. Danny never took his eyes off Zach's crotch. He climbed into the car after the younger man.
Zach nervously looked around the parking lot. "So you want me to do it here?"
Danny looked into Zach's eyes and nodded. "Take your cock out. I wanna see it again."
"Huh?" Zach asked.
"I want to see your cock, man. It's huge." Danny said.
Zach looked at the college senior and bucked his hips up removing his shorts he changed into after work. He was going commando as he did most of the time and his Viagra enhanced cock sprang up hitting against his abs. Danny looked at the shaft. It was thicker than Pete's and longer. He looked into Zach's eyes, and then lowered his head, taking the tip into his mouth. Zach was much larger than his big brother.
"Bu-but I lost the bet," Zach said, confusion in his voice.
Danny raised his head just high enough to take his mouth off the young man's cock. "I've got to do this. I wanted to do this since I saw you naked in your den earlier. "I want your cock." He resumed sucking Zach off without asking permission. He began bobbing his head up and down on the young cock, running his mouth along the length of the shaft, flicking his tongue up and down the underside of the cock. He opened his mouth wide and took the tip in again, this time taking as much of the shaft down his throat as possible.
"Oh man, that feels great," Zach moaned. "I'll bet I'm bigger than my brother. Do you suck him like this?"
Danny only made affirmative humming sounds as he sucked on the cock.
"Yeah!" Zach shouted. "Suck me harder." He thrust his hips up into Danny's mouth. "Suck me, man. Suck me."
Danny couldn't control his lust. He should've been the one receiving a blowjob in the back of the car, but he wanted Pete's not-so-little little brother for a while. Eventually he'd share this with Pete, have a threesome or more, maybe even get the coach in on it, but tonight he was going to have Zach for himself. He sucked harder, leaning in and jerking the young man off while he sucked on him. He felt Zach's cock pulse and he pulled back.
Zach moaned as Danny's fist pumped up and down on his cock and he blew his first load of the evening all over his t-shirt. "Man, that was fantastic," he said, after recovering from the feeling of being sucked on and jerked off by his brother's best friend.
"I hope you can go again soon, because I want to take you back to my house and do this again in my bed where we can get naked and comfortable," Danny said.
Zach looked at Danny in disbelief. This was easier than he planned, he thought. He never expected the big man on campus to be a cock hound for high school senior cock, or his cock in particular. "Let's go," he said, pulling up his shorts.
The two young men climbed out of Pete's car and got into Danny's jeep. "What about Pete?" Zach asked.
"You can suck him off some other time. Tonight is just the two of us,' Danny said.
The drove off. Pete and Alan didn't even hear the jeep leave. Pete had taken Coach Alan Adams into the Coach's bedroom and stripped off his shorts and shirt, matching the Coach's attire of sneakers and socks. He reached out and stroked Alan's cock a few times, and Alan reached out and reciprocated. Then Pete lay back on the bed, raised his legs up and smiled at the coach.
"Coach, eat my ass."
Alan looked down at Pete's waiting hole as Pete pulled his ass checks apart. He leaned down and got a whiff of musk and soap. Without hesitation he leaned forward ran his tongue between the reddish blond hairs of the young man's ass. Pete moaned as the coach's hot tongue came in contact with his budding hole. He bucked his hips slightly at the touch to the sensitive spot. "Yeah, eat it, then I want you to fuck me," he said.
Alan looked up between Pete's legs. "Huh?"
"I want to feel you hot cock up my ass, Coach. Danny did say you would do anything I wanted," Pete said.
Alan smiled. "Yes, he did, and I will." He leaned down again and began eating the perfectly round shaped ass of the second string captain of the college swim team, licking alternatively soft and rough, poking his tongue in the sweaty ass of the 22 year old. Pete shuddered with each lick.
Finally Alan reached to his nightstand drawer and took out a bottle of lube. He lubed up his fingers and began gently circling Pete's puckered hole with his middle finger. Slowly he inserted it to the first joint, then to the second joint then to the knuckle. Pete pushed back hard on the Coach's hand. Alan took his index finger and inserted it into Pete's ass, slowly sliding them in and out.
"Use your cock, Coach. Fuck me with your cock," Pete begged.
Alan took a condom from the drawer, opened it and sheathed himself, taking a handful of lube and coating his cock before pressing the tip against Pete's bud. He pushed slowly until he felt the tip penetrate the ring of Pete's ass and then pushed forward until his cock was buried in his student's ass, his balls resting against Pete's.
"Fuck me," Pete moaned again.
Alan began thrusting, leaning forward and reaching around under the young man, grabbing his hard cock and jerking him off as he fucked his tight ass. He picked up speed feeling his pelvis slap against Pete's hot skin, their balls swinging together and slapping together.
Alan slammed his cock into Pete's ass, looking down at the back of the young man's head and running his hands over the ass and under Pete to fist his erection and pump his college cock. It didn't take Alan long to feel his cum churning in his balls. "Where do you want me to cum?" he asked.
Pete pulled forward and flipped onto his back. He pulled the condom off Alan and began jerking his coach off. "Cum on my stomach and chest," he said, breathlessly. "Shoot your load."
He pumped his own cock and his coach's cock and Alan groaned and felt his cum erupting from his cock. He saw it splatter down on Pete's chest and chin, and stomach. Leaning forward he rubbed his cock against Pete's.
Pete flipped over this time flipping the coach on his back and rubbing his cock against his coach's, causing his own cock to spurt cum up Alan's torso. Pete continued to rub his cock against Alan's for several more strokes, and then he leaned in and kissed the coach hard on the mouth, pushing his tongue between Alan's lips. After that he rolled off the coach and lay by his side, their thighs touching.
"Coach, that was hot."
Alan just lay there breathing hard for a moment. "Yeah," was all he could say.
End chapter 13