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Coach Adams Humiliation -- Chapter 18
By R. A. Swain
Coach Dick Patterson walked into the pool area and paused. He saw his fellow coach, Alan Adams, standing naked by the pool, his cock rock hard and pointing slightly up. The team was standing around the pool cheering two of their team mates who seemed to be in a race. Dick moved across the room and up behind Alan, pressing his jersey clad crotch against his fellow coach's ass. "You lose another bet?" he asked.
Alan jumped a bit, glanced around to see if his students even noticed Coach Patterson, before answering. "No, your spanking punishment for tardy team members backfired on me."
Dick laughed. "So you got a hard-on spanking Danny West?"
"Yeah," Alan replied.
Dick smiled. "What's the race for?"
"Don't know. Private bet between Danny and Dylan, to be paid up off school property. All I know is Danny has a hard-on both from the spanking and for Dylan." Alan watched as Danny reached the edge of the pool. He blew the whistle. "We have a winner."
Danny pulled himself out of the pool. "All right! I beat your ass, Clark."
Dylan pulled himself out of the pool after Danny. "Fuck, man. This isn't right."
Danny smiled. "A bet's a bet. My house, nine-thirty tonight. Be there." He headed off toward the locker room.
"That's it," Alan said, "practice is over. Hit the showers."
"Nice idea," Dick said, pressing up against Alan's bare ass once again.
"Are you freeballing?" Alan asked.
Dick smiled. "Yeah. I like the way the cotton material feels against the tip of my cock."
"Hey coach, need help with that?" Pete Cranston asked.
"Yeah, you need help with that," Dick said, reaching around and groping Alan's hard cock.
"Not here," Alan said. "My place later," he said to Pete. Turning to Dick he smiled. "The office now." He groped Dick's cock through his shorts and walked away toward the locker room. He surprised himself at how comfortable he was with his nudity and erection in front of the team. In only a few weeks time he had gotten very used to being naked and hard in front of guys not much younger than himself. He was turning into an exhibitionist, almost needing to be naked in front of others. He knew his morals had changed when he walked out to his mailbox wearing only his boxers. He never would've done such a thing only a few weeks ago, and now he was naked as often as possible. He walked into the office followed by Dick Patterson. "So, do you wanna suck my cock?"
Dick looked at Alan. "Hell yeah."
Alan smiled. "Good answer. Take off your shorts."
Dick tugged his gray cotton jersey material shorts down and kicked them aside. His legendary long cock was already half hard and growing as Dick stroked himself for Alan's viewing pleasure. "Is this what you want to see?"
"Oh yeah," Alan replied. "Show me how you jerkoff when you're alone and thinking of me."
Dick did as he was told, running his hand along the length of his shaft, down around his balls, tugging on them, and back up his shaft to his mushroom tip. "Are you going to make me jerkoff here, or do I get some reciprocation?"
Alan reached down and fisted his curved cock, matching Dick's moves, stroking the length of his cock to his shaved balls and tugging on them as well. "That feels great."
Dick stepped up to Alan and placed his hand on Alan's cock, taking Alan's hand with his other and placing it on his own cock. "Stroke me," he said.
Alan began stroking Dick's cock as Dick stroked his, pressing forward until he felt the tip of his cock against Dick's tip. Alan rubbed both tips together, stroking gently over each crown and feeling the precum ooze from Dick's cock coating his own and mingling with his own. Soon both their cocks were coated in their own slick precum. Alan pushed his cock forward and pressed close to Dick, their shafts rubbing together as he stroked them, their balls bouncing together.
"Oh yeah," Dick moaned. "Jerk me off. Stroke it faster. Fist it."
Alan did all three, stroking faster and tightening his grip on the shaft of their cocks as their hips thrust, rubbing their shafts together causing more friction with the slicked up precum. "I wanna fuck you," Alan whispered.
Dick pressed hard against Alan, pinning him to the desk. "Only after I fuck you." He continued rubbing his cock against Alan's. "Maybe later, at your place, but right now I need to shoot a load."
With those words Dick felt his cock throb and pulse a few times before he began to squirt his jizz across Alan's cock, balls, stomach and chest; ribbon after ribbon of cum coated Alan's cock, slicking him up even more, causing him to lose control. He bucked his hips and pressed his cock against Dick's and then shot his load up his own chest, stomach and across Dick's.
Both men paused and lay panting on the desk, Dick on top of Alan. "Man, that was wild," Dick said, pushing himself up and off the younger coach.
Alan took a deep breath. "Yeah, it was." He stood up and watched Dick strip off his t-shirt. "You taking a shower?"
"We both are," Dick said. He reached out and tugged Alan's cock. "I think you could help soap my back."
Danny finished lathering up in the shower next to Pete. "What's up with you and Dylan?" Pete asked over the sound of the shower heads.
"I'll explain later, but I need to know if I can borrow your video camera?" Danny asked.
"Sure. Why?"
"Again, later. I just need you to come right over and show me how to set it up to discreetly tape something." Danny said.
"Okay, you're up to something," Pete said, rinsing soap off his body. "I'll help, but you've got to tell me all about it."
Danny rinsed down his body and turned off the water. "I will. Now hurry up. If you move fast enough I might blow you before I carry out my plans."
"Might?" Pete asked turning off his shower.
"Do as I say and I'll make you feel good," Danny replied. He grabbed his towel from the rack and headed to his locker. Pete followed. They dressed and hurried out of the locker room to Pete's house.
Larry Lampert stood at the counter of the Quick Burger mulling over his choice of a quick meal before going home to his apartment. He smiled at the young man behind the counter. "I'll have the Quickie Meal with fries, and a super big iced tea."
"Right away, Professor." Zach said, ringing up the man's order.
"Do I know you?" Larry asked.
"You're a professor over at the college where my brother goes," Zach replied.
"Oh? Who's your brother?"
"Pete Cranston," Zach said. He noted the look on Larry's face, so he added, "My brother says you're the man to see when you need to improve your study skills."
"Oh, does he?" Larry mused. "Your brother is a big time athlete, but he really knows how to study hard."
Zach got the food tray for Larry. "I'll be going to college next semester, and I think I'll definitely want to hone my study skills; especially if you're as hot a teacher as my brother claims."
"Oh I am," Larry replied. "What else has your brother told you about me?"
Zach looked around then leaned forward. "He hasn't told me what I really want to know."
"And what is that?" Larry asked.
"If your cock is bigger than mine," Zach replied.
Larry's eyes widened. He glanced down at Zach's crotch. "You're a very forward young man."
"If that means my cock looks big in my uniform pants, thank you." Zach joked.
Larry gave him a cold stare. "I can see I'll have to keep your wiseass attitude in check."
Zach glanced at Larry's crotch. "Professor, I just gotta know how big is your cock?"
"Too bad you're working. I'll bet I could show you a thing or two." Larry replied.
"I've got a break coming up. Meet me behind the dumpster in 10 minutes."
"I can't do that. You're a high school student." Larry said.
"I'm 18," Zach said. "And if you're cock is bigger than mine I'll suck you off."
Larry felt his cock growing in his slacks. "I could use a blowjob, but it would be wrong to do it in such a public place."
Zach groped his crotch in front of Larry. "I get turned on in public places. If it weren't too public I'd whip it out right here."
Larry felt himself blushing at the thought of the young man standing behind the counter with his cock hanging out. "I'd like to see that, but perhaps behind the dumpster is a better place for such a thing."
"Ten minutes," Zach said, sliding Larry's tray across the counter.
Larry grabbed his tray and looked at his watch. "Ten minutes."
Zach watched him walk away then turned and walked in the back. "Hey Jeff, I'm taking a break in ten minutes. I'll be out behind the dumpster."
"Alone?" Jeff asked.
"No, I'm gonna find out if that college professor has a bigger cock than me," Zach answered.
"If he does?" Jeff asked.
"He couldn't. I'm huge."
"If he does?" Jeff repeated.
"I'll suck his cock." He walked back to the counter to take another order.
Professor Lampert sat by the window eating his lunch and wondering if he would really do out behind the dumpster. He looked at Pete's younger brother behind the counter and wondered if it were wise to accept and encourage such behavior in his students and potential students. His cock was throbbing in his slacks and he knew at the very least he would be leaking precum soon if he didn't go out behind the dumpster.
Zach looked across the burger joint toward Professor Lampert. He heard rumor the professor had a huge cock and he had to know if it was bigger than his own. He was very willing to blow the man if his cock was bigger, and he was sure he could coax the preppy looking guy in the bow tie to suck his hefty piece of meat as well. He checked his watch and walked back to the grill. "I'm going on break now," he told Jeff.
"Have fun," Jeff said.
"What's up?" Rick asked, approaching Jeff.
"I'll tell you later. Go take the register."
Larry observed the young man walk away from the register and he checked his own watch. Standing up he adjusted his cock surreptitiously so he could walk out of the restaurant. Once outside he circled around the building to the fenced dumpster area at the rear of the parking lot. It was more secluded than he thought. Stepping around behind the fence he saw Zach standing against the far fence, his cock hanging out of his pants, stroking himself.
"I wasn't sure you were going to show," Zach said.
"I see you already are showing," Larry said. He smiled as he spoke.
Zach stood unabashed in front of the older man. "Are you going to show me what I want to see," he asked.
Larry glanced around and reached for his fly. "You'll suck my cock if I'm bigger than you?"
"I said I would," Zach replied. "If I'm bigger than you will you suck mine?"
Larry looked down at the exposed cock before him and licked his lips. He nodded his head. "Yes," he mumbled. His hand pulled his zipper down and he reached into his pants wrapping his palm around his shaft. He pulled is hand out of his pants and his cock out into the open. "If you weren't Pete's brother I wouldn't have done this, but I felt safe doing this with you."
"Yeah? Thanks. Let's get both of these rock hard and pressed together," Zach said. He was stroking his shaft and watched Larry do the same. He really enjoyed watching Larry handle his meat. Zach admitted to himself he enjoyed watching guys pull on their cocks. He remembered the first time he saw a guy jerking off. He was eight and he was spying on his father in the garage. Seeing his old man stroking his cock much the same way Larry was stroking his cock now, with his cock and balls hanging out his fly.
Larry stepped forward. "I need to feel your cock against mine."
Zach pressed his cock against Larry's. "Man, your balls are really low hangers. That's incredible." He wrapped his hand around both cocks, fisting them as best he could. "Your cock is pretty thick too, and—"
"Longer than yours by at least and inch if not more," Larry finished Zach's sentence.
Zach rubbed his thumb over the tip of his cock and then over Larry's. "I guess I have to blow you now."
"You could do it now, or come to my apartment later and take your time with a long blowjob," Larry said.
Zach smiled. "How about if I choose both? A Quick one now, and after work I come by your place and we explore my learning potential for the coming semester.
Larry thrust his hips and rubbed his cock against Zach's. "I suppose you could do that."
"Will you answer the door naked for me later?" Zach asked. He sank to his knees in front of Larry and ran his tongue around the mushroom crown of the older man's cock.
Larry moaned. "Anything you want," he said, lost in the moment of having the 18 year-old stud suck his cock. "And if you bring your brother I'll do anything you both ask."
"You've got a deal," Zach said. He took Larry's tip all the way into his mouth and sucked on it like a giant lollypop. He bobbed his head up and down a few times and Larry bucked his hips, thrusting his cock further into Zach's mouth.
"Suck it! Suck it hard," Larry groaned. "I'm close."
Zach pulled back. "Don't cum in my mouth."
Larry nodded. "Okay." He pushed Zach's head back down on his cock and slapped it against his cheek. "Where do you want me to cum?"
Zach quickly unbuttoned his shirt. "Cum on my chest," he said, grasping Larry's cock and jerking him fast. He watched the large cock right in front of him as Larry shot his load, the white hot cum spurting out the tip and landing on his chest. A second, third and forth ribbon of cum shot from his bulbous tip and dripped down his chest.
A fifth spurt of cum caught Zach on the chin, and then chest again, and the sixth spurt ran down his chest to the waist of his dark trousers. Larry grabbed his cock and squeezed out the last few drops of cum from his cock. "Man that was fantastic." Larry gasped. He looked around, realized where he was and quickly tucked his cock away and zipped up. He looked down at Zach's cum covered chest, and Zach's cock still hanging out his fly, dripping precum from its tip.
Zach looked up at Larry. "Professor would you like to lick my cock?"
Larry nodded his head. "Not here. Tonight, at my apartment. Bring your brother." He grasped Zach's cock as he stood up and stroked it.
Zach shuddered and began to shoot his load, the first spurt landing against Larry's pants, the second stronger spurt catching Larry across his crotch. Larry squeezed Zach's cock and watched the young man's cum splatter against the front of his pants again. Three more times Zach squirted cum on Larry's slacks and Larry squeezed the last few drops of cum from Zach's cock and looked down at his pants.
"I guess I'm wearing your cum home," Larry said. He looked at Zach's cum covered chest. "And you're wearing my cum under your shirt for the rest of your shift."
"I'm already learning lessons from you before I even get into college," Zach said.
End Chapter 18
If you like what you read here you may send feedback to mnhowler@aol.com or docswain@aol.com You may also check out my slash fiction at: http://docswainslounge.warped.com