This story is fictional*
Chris jumped to his feet, his eyes landing on coach with a questioning stare. Coach turned so he was under the spray again.
"Cmon Chris, we are just a couple of guys showering," coach whispered quickly.
The footsteps continued. They stopped, just outside the door to the shower room. Chris was under the shower head, making quite the show that he was washing his hairy arm pits. The footsteps continued and a muscled teenager stepped into the shower room.
"Hey Mr.Newman," he said, looking coach and Chris over, drinking in the sight of their naked bodies.
"Hey there Adam. Why are you still here?" asked coach.
"Working out in the weight room," said Adam.
Chris coould still he had been working out. Chris didn't really know Adam. They had a few classes together, but they didn't talk or anything. Adam was built like a Greek statue. His arms and legs bulged with muscles. His pecs were firm and his six pack flawless. His dirty blonde hair was cut short, but not too short.
"So, can I join you guys?" asked Adam.
"Sure," coach and Chris replied, in unison.
Adam starting stripping his clothes off right there. His feet slipped out of his sneakers easily and then leaning his back against the wall, he tugged his socks off. Adam took a hold of the bottom of his shirt and started to pull the shirt up and over his head. Chris could see that the shirt was drenched in sweat and the wet material was desperately trying to stick to Adam's perfect body. Next, Adam hooked his hands in his red gym shorts and pulled them down. Adam was now standing there in nothing but a jockstrap. He let his hand glide over the pouch concealing his cock. He then slipped out of it easily, his limp cock finally free. Chris and coach were both ogling his body like dogs in heat.
Adam started to walk over to the showerhead beside Chris. Adam's cock bounced off his rock hard thighs as he walked. He turned on the shower and sighed as the warm spray hit him. Chris stopped staring at Adam and went back to washing himself, as did the coach. All three buff men washed themselves in silence for a few moments.
"So, which one of you blew his load in his undies?" asked Adam with a large grin.
Chris looked at coach nervously, but coach just smiled.
"Chris did," answered coach.
At this point Chris didn't know what to think or do. Was coach trying to say Chris was the fag, that he had jerked his cock to orgasm over coach in the locker room? And what was Adam going to do? He was a stud, a jock, he was popular! This was going to be all over school in no time at all and his reputation would be shattered!
"Of course, he didn't do it alone. He had my cock up his ass that made him spooge in his boxers," said coach, folding his arms in front of him.
Chris stopped panicking. He knew coach wouldn't have left him high and dry. Chris glanced at coach again. Chris had heard somewhere that folding your arms in front of you showed insecurity, but when coach did it, it made him seem more manly, even dangerous. Chris looked back at Adam who had a surprised look on his face. Could he actually be scared of coach? They were both built like trucks, but Adam was a newer make and had a lot more horsepower. But coach did seem pretty dangerous in his pose...probably would look a lot more dangerous if his big, limp cock wasn't exposed. Chris suddenly realized he was between these to muscled men...
"You know by saying that, you could get fired if I told," said Adam finally.
"Ha, Adam, you've had a boner since I told you Chris had cummed in his boxers. So yeah, you can either go squeal to the principal, or you can stay here and join in," said coach with a confident smile.
Once again, Adam had a look of shock on his face. Chris glanced down at his cock and coach was right, he did have a stiffy. And what a stiffy! Probably around 10 inches with a beautiful strawberry head topping it, Chris thought, with a nice pair of balls hanging below. He was shaved completely.
"Okay, I'll join in," Adam replied.
Chris' heart filled with happiness. Two hotties were going to fuck around with him! He only had a moment to think about it before he felt coach's two strong hand's clap down on his shoulder's and push him to his knees. Adam's hung manhood stood right in front of Chris' face. Chris wasted no time in taking the head in his mouth and swirling his tongue again and again. Adam gave a small sigh. Chris suckled on the head until he was rewarded with some precum. He tasted different than coach, more salty, but still delicious. Chris suddenly remembered to breath and inhaled deeply through his nose. Wow! Even though Adam had been washing under the showerhead for atleast ten minutes, his crouch still had a manly musk about it. That smell drove Chris wild! Chris forced himself down on the huge cock, taking as much as he could. Adam moaned loudly.
"On all fours," coach said roughly.
Chris did as he was told. He felt coach's cock head at his entrance. Coach pushed all 11 inches in Chris in one strong thrust. Chris tried to pull of Adam's cock so he could protest, cry out. But Adam grabbed the sides of Chris' head and started to face fuck him. Adam was breathing heavily and was clearly enjoying this. Coach started to fuck his ass and tears came to Chris' eyes from the pain. Each time coach thrust forward, Chris was forced to take even more of Adam's mammoth cock in his mouth. Chris was getting fucked roughly from both ends when he realized that he loved it! His cock was as hard as a rock! Then came something that helped push Chris over the edge, the dirty talking.
"Awwe, fuck, you love my hung cock in your mouth, don't you? You want to swallow my cum, well you have to work for it, bitch!" Adam yelled.
"Yeah, Chris here is our little cum slut. We'll fill him up with our juice until he is leaking from every hole in his body," said coach.
Both men started thrusting harder and faster. Chris felt coach grab his cock roughly and started jerking him off. Coach thrust a few more times, then let out a loud roar! Chris felt coach's warm man cum fill his ass. And then Adam grunted a few times and let out a long sigh as his cum started volleying into Chris' longing mouth. Chris sucked the cum down, as if dieing of thirst. Coach kept jacking Chris off and in a minute, all Chris' muscles tightened and he emptied his load onto the smooth tile floor.
The three exhausted men all collapsed on the floor. Coach was on top of Chris still, and Adam lay on top of both of them. Chris felt his own cum being pushed into his pubes. Chris gave a sigh of contentment.
"So, are we going to do this again?" asked Adam.
"Of course," replied coach, "after school, every friday."
"Good, maybe I'll get a shot at his ass next time," Adam said as he got up.
The three men showered and got dressed and left for their homes and each one was already looking forward to next friday.