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Coach Adams Humiliation -- Chapter 9
By R. A. Swain
Danny West sat shirtless in Pete Cranston's den. Pete too was shirtless and both young men were engrossed in studying. At least Pete was engrossed in studying. Danny closed the book he was reading. "I can't believe Dylan actually beat Coach Patterson."
"Yeah, I didn't think Dylan was that good," Pete agreed. "I figured I was way better at basketball than Dylan Clark."
Danny tapped a pencil on the table. "This isn't good, Pete. Dylan needs to be put back in his place."
Pete looked at Danny. "Man, he only won one big bet. It's not that big of a deal."
Danny snapped the pencil in half. "Not that big of a deal? He's a sophomore. Coach Patterson got sheared by a sophomore. He's not gonna live that one down soon."
"I think you're over reacting," Pete said. He was interrupted by his high school senior brother, Zach AKA Rat Breath, and his two fast food work buddies as they barreled into the room joking and tossing a basketball around.
"Hey Bro," Zach said, and nodded to Danny. "Danny."
"Hey Zach," Danny was glad to see the kid. It gave him an idea. "Pete, I think it's time you paid up on our bet."
Pete almost fell off his chair. "Huh? Now?" He looked at his brother and the other two high school seniors. "Where?"
"Right here," Danny said with a smirk. He groped his crotch through his jogging shorts. "Hey Rat Breath. You wanna see your big brother humiliated?"
"Danny, please," Pete begged.
"Hell yeah!" Zach said.
"He lost a bet to me earlier, and he owes me a blowjob." Danny explained.
"Awesome!" Zach. "Hey guys, we get to watch the big boys play," he said to his two cohorts.
"Cool," they both nodded.
"No, please," Pete said. "They aren't even in college."
Danny laughed. "I know; even more humiliating for you, having to blow me in front of your brother and his friends." He looked at the three high school kids. "Pete's right. If you want to stay and watch him humiliated I think you should do something to elevate you to our level."
Zach looked at Danny suspiciously. "Like what?"
"If you guys get naked and sit on the couch stroking, Pete will blow me while you watch," Danny told them.
Zach turned to his two mates. "You think it's worth it?"
One shook his head, but made no move to leave. The other shrugged. "Whatever dude."
"Strip, and then Pete will humiliate himself in front of you," Danny ordered.
Zach tugged his t-shirt off over his head and his two buffed buds joined him. Zach, unlike his brother, had a smattering of reddish blond hair on his chest. The other two were smooth. All three shucked their jeans and boxers in one move. Zach also didn't shave his cock and balls like Pete, so he was fairly hairy for a high school guy. "Now big Bro, put on a show for us," he said.
Pete looked at Danny. "Man, this isn't fair. If I'd won we'd be doing this in my bedroom, in private."
"Next time," Danny said, adding, "now strip shut up and suck." He stood up and dropped his jogging shorts revealing his already hardening cock.
Pete looked down at the floor and dropped his own jogging shorts and shed his briefs in front of his younger brother and the two other high school seniors, and tugged his cock a few times running his hand over the patch of reddish blond pubes he kept neatly trimmed above his cock before getting on his knees before Danny. It wasn't like he hadn't swapped blowjobs with Danny many times before, or lost bets to Danny before. He'd been losing blowjob bets to Danny since they were in seventh grade, and some other humiliating bets as well. He sort of liked being on his knees sucking cock, especially Danny's, but he could tell Danny was just being mean because he felt threatened by Dylan and taking it out on Pete.
Pete didn't care much when he looked at Danny's long hard cock. He knelt down and took Danny's cock in his mouth.
"Yeah, big Bro," Zach said. "Suck that cock."
"Keep stroking," Danny ordered, glancing across the room at the three high school kids. He sized them up. Zach was almost as hung as his brother, only his hair was redder than blond, and his balls were very big and round. The other two were average skinny high school kids. He watched the three naked and mostly smooth boys stroking their cocks, and looked down at the top of Pete's head bobbing on his cock. Things were the way he liked them. Being in control was the way he liked things, and it seemed like he was losing control.
"Suck me," he almost whispered to Pete.
Pete didn't hear him. He was too busy running his hands over Danny's chest and stomach while his mouth engulfed Danny's long, hard, hot cock. He buried his nose in Danny's pubes, and took him down his throat as far as he could.
Danny moaned. "Yeah buddy, suck my cock."
Pete bobbed his head and ran his tongue over Danny's balls causing Danny to moan with pleasure. "Oh buddy, yeah. Lick my balls. Eat my ass too," he said, shifting on his chair and raising his ass just enough for Pete to begin tonguing his friend's hole.
He liked rimming Danny, and one or two other guys. He wondered what it would be like to rim Coach Adams and Coach Patterson. He especially wanted to tongue Coach Patterson's hairy ass. Maybe, he thought, Dylan might let him do it to the coach if he won another bet against the older man. Or maybe Danny would let him do it if he won a bet against the coach.
He felt Danny pucker a bit as his tongue caressed his friend's bud. "Yes," Danny hissed the word. "Eat my ass, buddy."
Zach watched his brother with awe. He wished Pete would eat his ass that way, and thought about asking Danny if he would make Pete do it, but he was too busy stroking his cock to think about it too much. The more he thought about his older brother eating his ass, the closer he got to cumming.
Danny groaned and shifted. "Suck me. Suck my cock."
Pete leaned back and glanced up at Danny as he took his friend's long hard cock between his lips once again. He felt Danny thrust up and fuck his face and he liked it. He liked being face fucked by Danny. Danny began thrusting faster and harder. Pete let him ride his face, not thinking about his kid brother and his two friends sitting a few feet away on the couch, stroking their cocks.
Danny motioned to Zach and his friends. "Stand up and get over here. I want you guys to cum on Pete as he sucks me off."
Zach and his friends did as they were told, standing around his brother, watching him bob his head on Danny's hot cock. Zach wondered what it would be like to have Danny's cock in his mouth. He wondered if he would get the chance to suck off the college senior, or to get fucked by him, or to fuck him. That's what he wanted; he wanted to fuck his brother's friend. To feel Danny's hot tight ass on his cock, to feel him clench his ass on Zach's cock would be amazing, he thought. "I'm getting close," Danny almost whispered.
Pete leaned back, taking hold of Danny's cock and jerking him. "Cum on my chest," he said.
"I will, and so will these guys," Danny said with a smirk. He felt Pete's hand tighten around his cock and couldn't hold back any longer. He began to shoot his load and Pete aimed the hot cock toward his chest.
Zach watched his brother get splattered with the cum of his friend and felt his own cum churning in his balls. He aimed his cock at Pete and felt his own load begin shooting up his shaft and he watched his cum splash down on his bother's chest joining Danny's cum. His two friends lost control and began spurting cum from their stiff cocks.
Danny watched the three high school kids shooting their loads on Pete, and the look on Pete's face, and he felt even more cum shooting from his own cock coating Pete's chest. All three guys took deep breaths and stepped back from Pete. He knelt before Danny looking up at his friend.
"That was great, man," Danny said. "Now let's go clean up and I've got something for you in private."
"That's it?" Zach asked. "No more show?"
Danny laughed. "Maybe some other time, kid. Tonight I'm gonna fuck your brother. Think about what it'll be like. I'll bet you'd like to do it too, wouldn't you?"
Zach looked at Danny's semi-stiff cock. "Yeah, I would like to fuck Pete."
"Maybe sometime. Or maybe you'll lose a bet to me and I'll fuck you." Danny snickered. He pushed Pete toward the door. "You guys put on a good show. Maybe sometime you'll do it again for us."
"Any time," Zach said.
Danny laughed and followed Pete up to his bedroom.
"That was some wild show," Alan Adams said as he handed Dick Patterson a beer. "You look pretty hot shaved."
Dick looked down at the carpet of Alan's living room and took a swig of beer. "I haven't been shaved in almost 20 years. Not that it's such a big deal, but I really can't believe the Clark kid beat me."
"It's not a big deal. I've been losing a lot of bets," Alan said.
"Maybe not for you, but I've had those guys under my thumb for a while. I wonder how a cockfight is going to feel when I'm smooth."
Alan laughed. "I wonder if Dylan Clark could beat you at one of those."
"No way. You couldn't either," Dick said.
"I don't think I'm ready for a cock fight yet," Alan said.
"I think you are," Dick said. "Get your boxers off and we'll have a go at it. Loser blows the winner."
Alan thought for a moment. "I think I'll enjoy winning another blowjob from you."
"Cocky, aren't you." Dick said. He groped his cock through his cargo shorts.
Alan looked at Dick. "You are so on." He stood up forgetting his drapes were open and shed his shorts. He was already half hard.
Dick noticed the drapes were open, but didn't mention it. He tugged his t-shirt over his head and then stood up and shed his cargo shorts revealing his smooth body to Alan. Stepping forward he reached out and touched Alan's slightly hair body, feeling it and how foreign his own hairless body now felt.
Alan tentatively reached out and allowed his fingertips to glide across Dick's shaved chest and down across his stomach to Dick's growing cock. "Wow, this feels wild."
"Wait until your hairy cock is pressed against my smooth cock," Dick said.
Alan paused. This was gonna feel pretty wild, he thought. "We need to lube up or use something slippery?"
Dick smiled and reached for his gym bag on the floor by the couch. He withdrew a bottle of baby oil. "This'll slick us down."
"And up," Alan added.
Dick took a handful of oil and began rubbing Alan's chest and stomach. He grabbed Alan's cock and balls and tugged on them and stroked his cock, oiling him up and getting him hard. He handed the bottle to Alan and waited while Alan did the same to him.
Alan paid special attention to Dick's cock, oiling it up and feeling it. He'd felt it a few times before Dick lost his body hair, but this time it felt so strange to feel the smooth skin of Dick's body. He was anxious to feel the older man's body pressed against his, and to feel the smoothness of it. He was becoming excited at the thought of rubbing his body against Dick's.
Dick stepped forward again and wrapped his big arms around Alan, pulling him close until their cocks were rubbing together. He groaned as he felt how strange it now felt to feel the hair of the younger coach tickle his smooth body. He forgot what it felt like to be smooth after all those years, and he was enjoying it. He felt the hairiness of Alan's cock rubbing against his own and almost lost it right there. He was determined not to lose this bout. He already had lost a blowjob bet to Alan last week, and wasn't going to lose another one.
Alan wrapped his arms around Dick's body, his hands exploring Dick's ass. "You're not gonna win this one," he whispered pressing his cheek against Dick's face.
Dick licked his ear and bit his earlobe. "Don't count on it, coach. You're gonna be on you knees soon sucking my smooth cock." He thrust his hips and rubbed his cock against Alan's.
Alan groaned and moaned. He felt Dick slide his hand down his back to his ass and slip between his cheeks. "Anything goes?"
"Anything goes," Dick replied, rubbing his oiled finger against Alan's virgin hole.
Alan thrust forward with each swipe of Dick's finger, causing his own cock to be rubbed faster and harder. "I don't think I'm ready for this," Alan said. He tried to pull back but Dick held him tight.
Alan thrust harder and knew he was going to lose. He felt his cock throb and cum ooze out. Dick slammed his cock against Alan's and Alan lost it. Cum began to shoot between the two coaches and Alan felt himself pushing his cock against Dick harder until he was spent. He locked stares with Dick and slowly fell to his knees in front of him until Dick's hard cock was rubbing against his face and he opened his mouth taking the slab of meat between his lips and sucking on him.
Dick thrust several times in Alan's mouth before shuddering. He pulled out of the younger coach's mouth and began spurting his cum on Alan's chest and stomach and cock. "Yeah!" he shouted. "Yeah!"
Dick smacked Alan in the face a couple of times with his waning cock. Alan took the tip in his mouth again before Dick slumped down to the floor next to Alan. "Man, you five good head."
"Thanks," Alan replied.
Out in the parking lot of the apartment complex a couple of the swim team members stood watching the two coaches rub each other, thinking how things were going to change again.
End chapter nine...