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Coach Adams Humiliation -- Chapter 24
By R. A. Swain
"Do you think it'll work?" Pete Cranston asked his best friend Danny West, as the two college boys changed from street clothes into speedos for swim practice.
Danny adjusted his cock. "You know Coach Patterson is always horny and up for most anything I suggest and Coach Adams can't resist a dare. We'll be able to convince them."
The two boys walked to the coaches' office. The door was open and Coach Alan Adams was just pulling his speedo up over his bubble butt. Coach Patterson was sitting behind his desk with his feet up watching the younger coach dress for practice. Danny knocked on the door as he and Pete entered the office.
"Hi guys," Dick Patterson said.
"Coach," Danny nodded. "Coach," he repeated nodding to Alan Adams.
"What can we do for you?" Dick asked.
"A lot," Pete smirked. He groped his crotch.
Dick smiled. "Later, maybe, if you're good."
"We kind of wanted to talk to you about later," Danny said.
"Oh?" Dick asked.
"Pete and I were having a discussion, and well, Pete mentioned how he thought Coach Adams could take you in a cock fight," Danny said.
"Oh he did, did he?" Dick sat up more placing his feet on the ground.
"Yeah, but see I've been on the receiving end of your cock fights, Coach Patterson, and I say you can definitely take coach Adams. No offense to you, Coach Adams," Danny smiled at the swim coach.
"None taken," Coach Adams replied.
"What got you to discussing this topic?" Coach Patterson asked. He felt his cock growing in his jersey shorts and wanted to take Danny on in a cock fight right then and there.
"We were just wondering who was more in control in the cock fighting department," Danny said. He caught the glint in Coach Patterson's eye and knew he had the older coach. "And then Pete said he'd bet me that Coach Adams can take you in a cock fight."
"You have something in mind?" Dick asked the boys.
"Well, we were thinking the two of you could have a cock fight tonight at your place, while we watch of course, and if you beat coach Adams I win Pete, and vice versa if Coach Adams beats you," Danny explained.
Dick looked over at Alan. "Whaddya think, Alan? You up for it?"
"I don't know," Alan replied. He hadn't done much in the cock fighting game.
"I've got an idea," Dick said. "How about Coach Adams and I have that cock fight, but how about you and Pete also have a cock fight? The winners of both cock fights then have their own cock fight, and the losers, all three, belong to the over all winner for the rest of the weekend. You boys up for that?"
Danny looked at Pete. "Um, I am. You Pete?"
Pete smiled. "Sure. Tonight at your place, Coach Patterson?"
"Yeah, if Coach Adams is agreeable," Dick said.
Alan looked from Dick to Danny to Pete. He felt his cock hardening in his speedo. "I guess I'm up for it, but could you define the part where the losers belong to the winner?"
"Anything the winner wants," Dick said. He then repeated, "Anything."
"Okay," Alan answered. "Now time for practice." He stood up, his cock tenting out his speedo.
"Nice," Pete said, standing up and casually reaching out and caressing the front of Coach Adams speedo.
Alan jumped at the touch of Pete's hand, but didn't move away. Instead he reached out and groped the front of Pete's speedo, and stood his ground as Pete slipped his hand in the waist of his speedo and gave his cock a squeeze and a few strokes. Alan copied Pete's move wrapping his hand around Pete's bare shaft and stroking him.
"Enough for now," Dick said. "Save it for later."
"He's right. Come on guys, time for practice." Alan said. He nodded to Danny. "You came in second at last week's meet. You know the bet."
Danny glanced down at the floor. "Yes Coach," he said, looping his thumbs in the waist of his swimsuit and stripping it off. "Naked at practice for me."
Alan smiled and walked out of the office past Danny, pausing to grope the young man's cock and stroke it slightly. "Now let's do some laps."
Alan sat on the couch at Dick's place. He had already stripped down to his boxers when he arrived. It was something he and Dick had gotten in the habit of doing when they were in each other's houses. Alan enjoyed being naked or semi-naked in a place that wasn't his own. "So who do you think will win between Danny and Pete?" he asked as Dick handed him a beer.
Dick was wearing a jock, his underwear of choice most of the time. "Danny's had a lot of practice against me," Dick said. "Usually because of his goofing off, or his screw ups, but I'm secretly hoping Pete wins. I really want to have a cock fight with him."
Alan laughed. "So you're sure you're going to take me in our battle?"
Dick smirked. "Of course. You yourself told me you weren't sure about cock fighting, so I'm sure I'll take you, and then after I take Pete I'll have your ass while the boys watch."
Alan felt a chill up his spine. "You're confident, I'll give you that, but maybe I've been practicing."
"With who?" Dick asked.
"I think that's `with whom'," Alan chided. "Maybe I've been practicing with Pete."
Dick looked amused. "I can still take both of you, and have Pete's ass as well as yours."
"Maybe," Alan replied, "you'll be the one getting fucked, maybe by Pete, while being watched. Yeah, I think I'd like to watch Pete plow your ass." Alan felt his cock stirring in his boxers at the thought of Dick getting fucked by Pete.
Dick noticed the movement in Alan's boxers. "Getting excited?"
Alan shrugged. "Anything gets me going, you know that."
A knock at the door got their attention. "Looks like show time," dick said. He answered the door and ushered Danny and Pete in. "Well guys, strip down and let's get comfortable."
"Wait," Alan said. "I'd rather watch the two of you strip each other."
"Yeah," Dick said, "it turns Coach Adams on, and we want him already buzzed for a quick cum so I can have my way with all of you."
"Wow, a little cocky aren't you Coach Patterson?" Pete asked.
Dick smiled at the young men. He groped his crotch. "You know it. Besides, my hair's growing back, and I know how hot the stubble feels when it's rubbing against you. I'm sure Alan here will blow a quick load for me once he feels the stubble against his balls."
"Big talk," Alan replied, but he was beginning to feel really horny thinking about the feel of the stubble against his cock and balls. "So let's see you guys strip each other."
Danny shrugged and he reached out to Pete, running his hand over the front of Pete's t-shirt to the hem. He took it in his hands and slowly tugged it up Pete's lean body before pulling it off over his head. He leaned forward and licked Pete's left nipple, gently biting it, and began licking down Pete's chest and stomach to his cargo shorts. He knelt before his friend and worked Pete's belt open, popping the waist button and tugging down the zipper. The cargo shorts fell to the floor around Pete's ankles.
Pete reached out for Danny's shoulders and stopped him from going further. He guided Danny to his feet and sank to his own knees before his best friend. He opened Danny's cargo shorts and tugged them down. Reaching out, he ran his hands up Danny's thighs and took hold of his t-shirt. He slowly rose up from his haunches and raised the t-shirt as he stood. He pulled the cotton shirt off over Danny's head and leaned in pressing his mouth against the other man's and forcing his tongue into Danny's mouth. The two young men broke the kiss and looked at Coach Adams, who was sitting on the couch with his boxers tenting out.
"Thanks guys," Dick said. "It always helps when my competition is primed. Now about tonight's wrestling events; I was thinking Alan and I could oil you up. I'll do Danny, since he backed me, and Alan can grope, er, I mean, oil up Pete. First, we'll take off your boxers."
Danny smiled. "Cool." He stepped in front of Coach Patterson and waited.
Dick looked at the young man, running his hands over Danny's chest and down his waist to the young man's shorts. He tugged them down, feeling Danny's cock bounce as it sprang out into the air. He watched Alan do the same to Pete and handed him a bottle of baby oil. He poured some out into his palm and began rubbing it over Danny's chest and stomach, down his arms and legs, and then reached out and grasped the cock before him, and coated Danny's smooth balls.
Danny watched Coach Adams oiling up Pete, watching the older man's hands caress Pete's arms, chest, abdomen, legs and then gently cup Pete's balls and tug on them before coating his long thin shaft, pausing to rub his thumb over the mushroom tip before him.
"Okay guys," Dick said. "The two of you will embrace and grind your cocks against each other until one of you comes. Winner gets the privilege of doing battle with me after I beat Coach Adams—"
"Or me after I beat Coach Patterson," Alan interjected.
Dick snorted a snicker and continued. "Yeah, you'll be taking on one of us. This is no holds barred, so whatever it takes." Danny and Pete faced each other and locked in a bear hug, pressing their cocks together. Danny took the initiative and began grinding his hips forcing his cock to rub against Pete's. Pete tried to mimic his friend's movements, and felt the slickness of Danny's oiled up cock sliding against his own. He shuddered when he felt Danny's hands began to knead his ass cheeks and slip one of his oiled fingers between his cheeks and brushed against his rosebud.
Danny smiled when he felt Pete's shudder, and leaned in pressing his open mouth against Pete's and forcing his tongue between his friend's lips. Pete began grinding his hips faster and harder, and reached around to Danny's ass. He took his time and gently rubbed his middle finger against Danny's tight rosebud hole. He slipped his finger into Danny's hole up to the first joint, then to his knuckle, and began finger fucking his friend, causing Danny to moan with pleasure.
Pete felt Danny copy his moves, feeling Danny's finger exploring his ass, trying to focus him mind on not coming until he bested his friend. He closed his eyes and tried to imagine anything other than the feeling his Danny's cock and balls rubbing against his own cock and balls. He tried to ignore Danny's rough tongue wrestling and his finger wiggling around in his ass.
Pushing back against his finger, Danny felt a tingling in his balls as he felt Pete's cock rubbing against the underside of his shaft just below the mushroom tip of his cock. He closed his eyes tightly and willed himself not to come. He felt his cum shoot from his balls up his shaft and erupt on his cock and Pete's. He knew he'd lost, but he didn't care. The truth, he thought, was that he enjoyed losing cock fights to Pete. He had since the first time they engaged in a cock fight when they were thirteen. The feel of Pete's body against his own always turned him on.
"Awesome!" Dick shouted. "Looks like I get to do battle with Pete."
"You've gotta win it first," Alan said. He stood up in front of Dick and wagged his cock in front of his soon to be opponent. "You'll be sucking this later, after I fuck you with it."
"Big talk," Dick said.
"Wow!" Danny finally said, regaining his breath. "That was an awesome jolt." He reached out to Pete. "Sorry about spunking you, buddy."
"Yeah, I loved it," Pete said. He turned to Dick. "So now do we get to oil you and Coach Adams up?"
Dick smiled. "Yup. Danny does me, so to speak, and you do Alan."
Pete smiled and picked up a bottle of oil. "Cool." He stepped over to Alan and pulled off the older man's boxers. He quickly began oiling Alan's arms and chest. "I wanna feel your cock grinding against mine later, so you'd better win." Alan smiled at the feel of Pete's hands coating his chest, legs and cock and balls with oil. "Yeah, I wanna take you on myself, and then fuck you when I win."
"We'll see," Pete said.
Danny had pulled Coach Patterson's jockstrap off and was oiling up the older man's body. He marveled at the feeling of Dick's hairy stubble. It was almost electric in the feel as he glided his hands over the other man's thighs, stomach and chest. He felt how different Coach Patterson's smooth cock and balls had and how hot it was to feel the older man's cock in his own oily hands. It amazed him how heavy and big Dick's cock was in his hands. He needed two hands to cover the massive member before him. He felt the urge to have that cock in his ass, something he'd experienced many times as a punishment for losing a cock fight after wising off to the coach.
"You guys are fluffed and ready," Pete said, stepping back from Coach Adams. "Same rules. No holds barred."
"Or holes," Danny added with a smirk.
"Have at it," Pete said.
The two coaches locked eyes first then locked in a bear hug. Alan felt Dick's cock against his own, but also felt the mushroom tip of the larger and longer cock against his belly. He wondered if his grinding his cock against Dick's was enough. Dick was at least three inches longer than his cock, and he had to grind twice as much to cover the older man's entire cock. He'd already experienced everything he thought it could, but cock fighting in front of two of his students was a tremendous turn on for him, begin put in the position of having to prove himself to them.
He shivered at the feeling of stubble against his legs and stomach and chest, and the smoothness of Dick's cock and balls. It was so strangely erotic to him to feel the hair and the smoothness combined. He wasn't prepared for Dick's next move when the older man pressed his mouth against Alan's and forced his tongue between Alan's lips. The intimacy of the act made Alan feel like completely releasing to Dick's control. For a brief moment he did just that, allowing himself to feel the total pleasure of Dick's body against his own. Then, with a wave of determination he began grinding his cock harder against Dick's.
Dick groaned and thrust against Alan, returning his vigor. "I'm gonna have your ass," he said.
"You wish, old man," Alan groaned in return.
Dick increased the speed of his gyrations and allowed his hands to explore Alan's ass. He enjoyed the feel of the muscular ass he was groping, then slipped his fingers in Alan's crack and brushed them against his bud. He didn't go for insertion, choosing to rub his fingers against the sensitive crown and pressed harder against Alan's cock.
"Oh man, I'm close," Alan whispered. "You want me to come, don't you? You want to feel my cum spurting up between us, coating our cocks and balls?"
Dick grunted as he rubbed his cock against Alan's. "You think you can talk the cum outta me?"
"I'm gonna try," Alan groaned. "Oh yeah. Feel that stubble against your cock?"
Dick realized he was enjoying the feeling of his own hair rubbing against the tip of his cock. He shifted his body a little and connected his furry body against the tip of Alan's cock. He felt Alan shudder and watched his eyes roll back.
"Dammit!" Alan moaned. "I'm coming!" His body shuddered as he felt ribbon after ribbon of cum shot up the length of his shaft and erupt between his and Dick's stomach. "Yes! Oh. God. Yes." He fell back and began panting. "That was intense."
Dick laughed. "Yeah, it was. Now I own your ass."
"Not yet," Pete said. "You've gotta beat me. I want Coach Adams' ass. I want to make him beg me to fuck him. And while I'm at it, I want to feel what it's like to fuck you."
Dick looked down his nose at Pete. "Oh I'm gonna enjoy fucking you, and watching your buddy fuck you, and watching Alan fuck you, and then I'll fuck you again, and have you tag teamed by Danny and Alan, and maybe I'll fuck you again after that," Dick said.
"We'll see who gets fucked," Pete said.
End Chapter 24