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Coach Adams Humiliation -- Chapter 22
By R. A. Swain
Alan Adams walked across the small wooded parking area near the nine hole golf course on the edge of the college campus. It was primarily used for teaching, but occasionally the faculty and even some of the students used it for a game. Today he was meeting up with Dick Patterson, Danny West and Pete Cranston for a foursome. He smiled at the thought and hoped for just that back at his apartment later. He shifted his golf bag and headed across the parking area toward the first tee.
"Hey Coach, wait up!" Pete Cranston called out behind him.
Alan turned to see the young man, wearing a t-shirt, cargo shorts, socks and sneakers. "Hey Pete. Where's Danny?"
"He And Coach Patterson are already here." Pete eyed the slightly older man in his shorts and polo shirt. "You play much?"
"Not really. I'm okay. I figured Dick could show me a few things." Alan replied.
Pete smirked. "Yeah. We play Coach Patterson's rules. You'll really enjoy it."
"What are Coach Patterson's rules?" Alan asked. He could imagine there would be nudity and more involved. The thought made his cock jump.
Pete was about to answer when Danny called out to them from the first tee. "Will you two get a move on? We haven't got all day."
The two men hustled across the parking lot to join the senior coach and the swim team captain. They quickly changed shoes and Dick Patterson said, "Alan, since you're the newbie to this foursome, why don't you tee off first."
Alan took a ball and approached the tee. "Dick what exactly are your rules?"
"Just play and be surprised. Nothing I'm pretty sure you haven't done, or fantasized about doing," Dick replied.
Alan teed up, took a practice swing and then hit the ball toward the green. It went a bit wide toward the woods. "Not bad, if I do say so."
Dick laughed. "Step aside and let a pro show you how it's done." He took a practice swing and launched his ball perfectly toward the green. Danny and Pete both tried to copy Coach Patterson's moves, with some success.
The four men walked on toward the first hole. Coach Adams was off toward the woods, so he went first again, slicing out of the rough and winding up on the green. Pete was next, his ball landing even closer to the hole, followed by Danny and then Dick. Coach Patterson and Danny both made par. Pete was one over and Alan 3 over.
Dick smiled. "So for the next hole, Alan, you play it with your cock hanging out."
Alan looked at him. "The whole hole?"
"Until you sink the ball," Dick said.
Alan frowned a bit, shrugged and pulled his zipper down. Reaching into his shorts he pulled his cock out. "This good?" he asked.
"Looks great," Pete said with a chuckle.
"Yeah Coach," Danny added, "nice for a first hole."
Dick shot first, followed by Danny, Pete and then Alan.
Alan watched his ball sail toward the green. This time it looked like he might make par. He consciously noted it was uncomfortable putting with his cock hanging out, and considered getting some button fly pants if he were going to play these types of games often. He made par along with Dick and Danny. Pete missed by 2.
"So now Alan, you may put your cock away," Dick said. "Pete, you play the next hole naked from the waist down."
Pete sighed and unbuttoned his shorts. He was going commando as he often did. He stepped out of his shorts and tucked them in his bag. Alan teed off first, slightly distracted by Pete's slightly fluffed cock in his line of sight. Dick and Danny went next and then Pete. The round seemed to go by well for Dick and Danny again. This time Alan was 2 over par and the loser of the hole.
Pete pulled his shorts on and smiled at Alan. "This is a fun round," he said.
Alan looked at Dick. "How so?"
"This round you play naked," Dick said with a laugh. Shirt, pants and underwear, if any, come off. And if you don't make par, you can only put one item back on, and I chose the item."
Alan frowned again and shed his shirt, shorts and boxers. He felt his cock swelling a bit as he approached the tee. He was a bit more distracted this time. It was fairly nice out. Very sunny, and he felt very exposed even if the course was slightly secluded. He played very well, but didn't make par. He did beat Danny on the hole, but only because Danny ended up in a sand trap.
Dick laughed as he looked at Alan. "So you can put on your polo shirt. You'll play the next hole naked from the waist down." He then turned to Danny. "You'll play this hole naked from the waist down also, with a hard-on. And for being three over par on this hole, you'll suck on any exposed cocks other than your own for three minutes."
Alan's eyes widened when he realized what Dick was saying. Danny West was going to suck his cock in front of both Dick and Pete for three minutes. Danny smiled at Alan as he stripped off his shorts revealing he too was going commando. He then knelt down on the soft grass in front of Alan and took the coach's growing cock in his mouth. Dick and Pete timed him and called time as Alan was moaning and bucking his hips slightly, forcing his cock into the young man's mouth.
"You like my rules?" Dick asked.
"So far, yeah," Alan replied.
He and Danny did very well on the next hole, beating both Dick and Pete. Dick came up 1 over par, but all three other men made par. Danny cooed a bit. "Coach, alright! You know what happens on this hole."
Dick wrinkled his nose a bit. "Yeah. Live by the rules, die by the rules." He stripped off his t-shirt and shorts, revealing a blue jockstrap. He tugged it off. "Okay Alan, you and Danny come over here. I gotta suck on both your cocks before you put them away."
Alan laughed. "Awesome. Dick I really like your rules." He and Danny stood on opposite sides of the kneeling coach, their thick cocks jutting out before them. Alan forgot he was outside on a golf green, naked from the waist down, as he felt Dick Patterson's mouth on the tip of his cock. He opened his eyes and locked them with Danny West's as Dick first took turns sucking back and forth between the two men, and then took both tips in his mouth at once.
He broke off from giving them head after a couple of minutes. "Don't want you guys to cum yet. We've got a few more holes to play." Dick was very comfortable with his body. Being naked in the outdoors didn't phase him, nor did sucking the cocks of any guys around him. He seemed to improve his next shot tremendously, his ball coming to a stop on the edge of the cup.
"Damn," Pete whispered. "That was close."
"How so?" Alan asked.
"If a guy makes a hole in one, all the other guys have to give him head," Pete answered.
"I really like this game," Alan said.
The next hole had Alan over par again, as well as Pete. "What's next?" Alan asked.
Dick smiled. "You guys both strip and sixty-nine on the green for a few minutes and play the next hole naked and hard. If either of you doesn't make par on the next hole, you both remain naked for the duration."
Alan felt his cock pulsing in his shorts as he thought about finishing off the course in just his golf shoes and socks. Pete was already stripped down, and Alan quickly followed suit. Pete took the lead, kneeling on the green in front of Coach Adams and taking his cock in his mouth. Alan sighed and then he sank to his knees and lie facing Pete's cock. He enjoyed sucking the college senior off in his apartment several times, but never in front of anyone before. He felt himself getting into a rhythm with Pete, each bobbing their heads and licking along the underside of each other's shafts before slipping their mouths over the tips and sucking along the length of the shaft until their noses were pressed in each other's pubes.
Dick coughed and cleared his throat. "Okay, break it up. We got a couple more holes left."
Alan felt light headed as he stood up looking at the grins on both Danny and Dick's faces. "You guys enjoyed watching that, didn't you?"
"Hell yes," Dick replied. "Just like I'm gonna enjoy watching you naked for the next couple of holes."
"We might make par," Alan said, tucking his clothes into his golf bag.
"Yeah," Dick said, with a tone that sounded as if he doubted it.
The next whole was more difficult and only Dick made par. He smiled. "Danny you know what this means?"
Danny nodded. He stripped off his t-shirt and shorts again and tucked them into his bag. He stood between Coach Adams and Pete and took both their cocks in his hands and began stroking them. "Hand jobs for both of you, and then I get myself hard and play naked as well. The final hole is coming up."
"What are we playing for?" Alan asked.
Dick looked thoughtful for a moment. "We're playing for losers doing everything the best score wants them to do, back at my place. And I do mean everything." He playfully slapped Alan on the ass as he walked to the next tee.
Danny looked at Alan's ass. "I wonder what Coach Patterson has in mind for you?"
"I wonder," Alan whispered.
He didn't have long to wait to find out. With the last hole he had the worst score of the round, followed by Pete and then Danny and Dick. "You guys get dressed and meet me at my house," Dick said. "And when you get there, leave your clothes in your cars."
On the drive over to Dick's house Alan wondered exactly what Dick was going to have them do. He had sucked all their cocks, usually individually, and he had jerked off in front of all of them, plus many others, but he felt Dick was going to really up the ante today. Once in Dick's driveway he stripped off his shirt and shorts, having not bothered to put his boxers on. He waited for Pete and Danny to park and strip as well. When Danny dashed across Dick's lawn Alan made his move as well. Pete followed behind. All three stood on the front porch naked, waiting for what seemed like forever for Dick to answer the door.
"Nice," Dick said as he opened the door and the three men made a move to rush in. Dick blocked the doorway. "Uh uh. Not so fast. All three of you turn and face the street and stroke your cocks until they are rock hard."
Alan silently prayed he could get rock hard before any traffic came by. He hurried as best he could, as did Pete and Danny. They were both hard before him. Finally Alan got hard and they were allowed into Dick's living room.
Dick smiled at the three naked men, tugged his polo shirt over his head, dropped his cargo shorts and said, "Let's start with you, Alan. Get on your knees and suck Danny and Pete."
Alan smiled and sank to his knees looking up at Danny and Pete. "I'll bet you've fantasized about this," Danny said. He thrust his cock forward. Alan reached out and took hold of Danny's long hard cock and began licking it. Pete pushed his cock forward and Alan reached out with his other hand grasping Pete's cock, stroking him, running his fingers along the length of the underside of it and down his thigh. He turned his head so he could take the tip of both young men's cocks in his mouth at the same time, running his tongue around the crowns.
Danny and Pete began thrusting their cocks against Alan's face. Alan felt the stiff cocks and warm soft skin against his. He opened his mouth and let them take turns thrusting their cocks into it against his tongue.
Dick sat back on his couch and began stroking his cock. "Yeah, that looks like fun." He reached into the draw of the end table and took out a bottle of lube. Tossing it to Danny he gestured to Pete. "You get over here and suck my cock. Alan, get behind Pete and eat his ass, and you Danny, you lube up Alan's ass. You get the prize for the moment."
Alan's eyes widened. "Um, ah, you mean..."
"I mean Danny is going to fuck you while you eat Pete and Pete sucks me," Dick explained. "Don't play if you can't pay." Alan looked at Pete kneeling between Dick's legs, leaned down and began licking Pete's ass. He pushed his tongue against the bud of the young man's asshole and felt Danny's lubed up fingers began probing his ass; first one, then two. He felt him pull the fingers out again and then froze as he felt Danny's cock rub between his cheeks.
"Relax," Danny whispered. "Don't freeze up. It'll be great, Coach."
Alan tried to relax and concentrate on eating Pete's ass, but he froze again as Danny thrust forward, his cock pushing deeper into Alan's ass. "Don't freeze up," Danny whispered again, this time emphasizing his desire by slapping Alan hard on the ass. "You'll like this once you submit to it from me."
It's not like I haven't been fucked, Alan thought. He tried again to relax his sphincter muscle and felt the pressure of Danny's cock and the burning ring of fire as the cock finally penetrated him. He groaned and licked Pete's ass more, reaching beneath Pete and gripping his cock, stroking it and Danny fucked him. He felt Danny reach around his waist and grab his cock, tugging on it, as he thrust into him, their balls slapping together.
Pete bobbed his head up and down Coach Patterson's cock, licking at the shaft and his smooth balls before taking the whole thing into his mouth again. He shivered at the feeling of Alan's tongue against his hole, wishing the swim coach would fuck him while he sucked off the senior coach. He felt the stubble of Alan's unshaved face against his ass cheeks and he moaned with pleasure.
Alan let loose a yelp as he felt Danny's long hard cock slamming into him. He gripped Pete's cock tighter and stroked faster, and felt Danny's balls slapping hard against his. Dick moaned as Pete sucked his cock and then Danny shouted. "I'm cumming, Coach. I'm cumming."
The young man pulled out of the older man's ass and gripped his cock, stroking it and blasting Alan's ass cheeks with his cum. He leaned in again, reaching beneath his coach and began stroking Alan's cock again. Alan did the same to Pete and Pete sucked harder on Coach Patterson. Soon Dick Patterson groaned.
"I'm gonna shoot my load," He said. He pulled back from Pete's mouth and jerked off in Pete's face, shooting stream after stream of hot cum on the younger man. Pete leaned up and took it, and Alan pulled his body close to Pete's, gripping the young man's cock and stroking it faster, matching the strokes Danny was giving him. He couldn't hold out any longer and silently began pumping out ribbons of cum against Pete's ass. Pete felt it and shot his own load on Coach Patterson's legs.
The four men collapsed on the floor in a combination of exhaustion and pleasure.
End chapter 22
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