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FINAL PART
As Eric lay quietly with his back on the Coach's wet and tousled bed sheets, his asshole quivering back to shape after being emptied of Coach Anson's thick prick, the Coach showered alone in the bathroom. A few minutes passed, when Eric heard a light tapping at the bedroom door. Eric was too scared to move - what would anyone think, seeing a high-school kid lying on Coach Anson's bed this late at night in a puddle of cum and sweat?
The light tapping continued. Eric stood up with his cock still semi-erect, threw on his shorts, opened Coach Anson's closet doors, and stepped inside for cover. The tapping occurred once again, and the bedroom door opened slowly.
Through the slats of the closet, Eric saw a man walk slowly into the Coach's bedroom. The man was shirtless and his pants appeared to be a lightweight nylon. As the man crept passed the closet, Eric noticed the pants were light-colored and hugged the man's ass tightly. The man was not wearing anything underneath, and only his feet were covered in athletic sandals.
Eric peered over toward the bathroom and watched the man enter through the door. Seconds passed, then minutes. Not a word was said. Eric couldn't hear anything. No yelling, no screaming, no talking. It was quiet, and Eric couldn't take not knowing what was happening. Eric cautiously opened the closet doors and tiptoed over toward the bathroom door.
It must have been 5 minutes since the man had entered the bathroom. Eric pushed the bathroom door open, making sure to stop the door before it started to squeak. The steam rushed out of the bathroom and blinded Eric for a moment. When his vision cleared, Eric could see 2 figures behind the Coach's opaque shower curtain. Coach Anson stood toward Eric's right. His 5-10, 190-pound muscular frame towered over the shorter, 5-6, 180-pound bulging stud on Eric's left.
Eric stepped into the bathroom, holding his breath. As he stepped closer, he could hear the two men grunting. Eric could see their bodies gripping each other, their hands caressing each other's muscles. Coach Anson's thick arms rubbed the man's bulging chest; the man grabbed onto Coach Anson's meaty ass and his head neared Coach Anson's neck. Suddenly, Eric saw the man push the Coach's arms behind him, forcing the Coach back up against the shower wall with a loud "smack." The Coach passively let the man lick the Coach's bulging triceps and biceps; the man's tongue traced its way past the Coach's armpit. The man bent down and began to suck the Coach's stiffening cock.
Eric felt a tingle of jealously while he watched. Eric had just been fucked hard by the Coach, and he couldn't imagine that the Coach needed more to satisfy him, that the Coach could endure any greater pleasure than what he'd gotten from Eric's tight hole. At this point, Eric was standing in the bathroom, just behind the bathroom door. The draft began to blow the shower curtain toward the door and away from the 2 men in the shower. Just then, Coach Anson's masculine hand reached around and shoved the shower curtain halfway open. Eric's eyes fell hard as Coach Anson smiled at Eric. It wasn't a nice smile. Coach Anson leered at Eric; the Coach was enjoying Eric's emotions as Eric witnessed another muscular man in his thirties pleasuring the Coach far better than Eric, an inexperienced high-school student, could hope to.
The man on his knees in front of Coach Anson turned toward Eric. Eric instantly recognized Randy Garner, the dark-haired, tan-skinned Romanian wrestling coach from Southfield High. Randy's body was even more amazing than Coach Anson's. Randy was also muscular, but his muscles were chiseled and more pronounced. Randy's body was nearly hairless except for a bit of dark hair in his armpits and a small tuft of dark pubic hair above his dark-skinned cock. His cock head was more like his tan skin, and his balls hung low and were bare. Randy turned back toward Coach Anson and took the Coach's cock back into his wet mouth.
Coach Anson leaned back against the shower wall and enjoyed Randy deep-throating his meat stick. Coach Anson was nearly fully erect, and Eric could see that Randy's cock was short and thick and ready to fuck.
Coach Anson abruptly stood fully upright and turned off the water. He stepped out of the shower and moved toward Eric. Randy stood in the shower, his magnificent torso facing Eric.
Coach Anson spoke: "Eric, I thought I fucked you hard enough already. Your pussy was pretty much used up by the time I was through with you, so I called for reinforcements. High-school kids can be hot, but you sure don't last long."
Coach Anson grabbed his towel and dried himself off. Randy stepped out of the shower and grabbed a small white towel off the towel rack. Randy toweled himself off and bent over, exposing his tight-puckered manhole directly toward Eric. Eric's cock bounced in his shorts, interested in experiencing another wild fuck.
Coach Anson wrapped his towel around his legs and walked past Eric into his bedroom. As Coach Anson strode past Eric, he bumped him hard with his shoulder, sending Eric against the Coach's bathroom sink. Eric turned to watch Coach Anson. As he did, Eric felt Randy Garner, the wrestling coach, standing naked right behind Eric, Randy's erect cock burying itself in Eric's clothed ass crack. Randy reached around Eric, grabbed onto Eric's tight pecs and squeezed hard. Eric cried out, and Randy inserted his index and middle fingers into Eric's throat.
Randy whispered into Eric's ear: "I know you enjoyed fucking my boy. I'm just warming you up. After tonight, you're going to always think of me in your wildest fantasies."
Randy removed his fingers from Eric's mouth and headed for the Coach's bed.
Eric watched as the two men unwrapped their towels and melded their two muscular naked bodies together on the bed. Eric saw Randy take control quickly. He dominated Coach Anson, forced the Coach to lick Randy's ass, and then forced his unlubed finger straight up the Coach's clenched ass chute. Coach Anson cried out in pleasure and tried to gain the upper hand by forcing his weight on top of Randy's shorter torso.
Randy, an experienced wrestler and natural dominator, escaped the Coach's advances and pinned the Coach's face on the bed between Randy's legs. Randy lowered his ass onto the Coach's face and sank his tanned ass cheeks onto the Coach's pink tongue. The men played with each other's muscular bodies for several minutes while Eric watched and rubbed his willing prick.
Randy slapped Coach Anson's muscle-hard ass cheek, and the Coach willingly rolled over onto his stomach, his ass bent slightly upward. Randy reached over for a dab of lube and greased his thick dark-skinned cock. Randy inserted his cock head quickly into the Coach's hole, not giving the Coach a second to reconsider.
Coach Anson barked: "Fuck me, you dog. I want you to make me your bitch."
Eric stood amazed as he watched the towering mass of Coach Anson lie underneath Randy's well-developed physique. Randy inserted his cock deep into Coach Anson and withdrew completely. Randy pushed in hard, pulled out fast. He slapped the Coach's ass and made him beg for it. Randy used his arms to hold down the Coach's arms while Randy's lower torso drove his cock deep inside Coach Anson's willing hole.
Eric stood nearby until Randy removed his cock from in between Coach Anson's luscious glutes and stood up. Randy motioned for Eric to approach the bed. Eric stepped toward the bed and stood at the edge. Randy pulled Eric's shorts to the floor and motioned for Eric to step out of them. Eric complied. Randy reached for another dab of lube and greased Eric's cock. Randy nodded toward Coach Anson's ass, ordering Eric to drive his boy cock deep inside the Coach's ass.
As if giving permission, Coach Anson whispered: "Eric, you fucking pig, go ahead and have the fuck of your life."
Eric laid his body on top of Coach Anson's and inserted his cock straight up the Coach's chute. Eric rammed his dick in and out of Coach Anson's tight hole several times in rapid succession. Just as Eric was enjoying the feeling of fucking this muscular stud, Eric felt pressure poking at his own pucker hole. Randy was forcing his thick cock into Eric's unlubed ass while Eric's cock was buried inside the Coach's ass. Eric relaxed as best he could in anticipation of a thick cock being jammed between his glutes.
Randy pushed his cock inside Eric and allowed a moment for Eric's ass to expand to meet Randy's width. Eric couldn't believe the sensation of fucking Coach Anson and getting fucked by Randy Garner at the same time. Randy remained motionless. Eric moved forward to impale Coach Anson with his cock and then slid out, accepting Randy Garner's thick piece deeper into his ass. Forward, Eric felt the pleasure of fucking; backward, he felt the intense pleasure of getting fucked.
Eric stopped for a moment to try to regain his composure. He reached around and stroked Coach Anson's beer-can cock through his hand. Eric's hand grabbed the Coach's rod and milked it. Coach Anson came hard and shot a load that landed all the way past his pillow at the head of the bed. Coach Anson cried out, begging to get fucked deeper and harder. Eric complied. He fucked Coach Anson as hard and as deep as he could.
Every time Eric withdrew his cock from the Coach's tight hole, Randy Garner was fucking Eric just as hard. Randy began to buck harder, treating Eric like his own personal fuck toy. He rammed his thick cock deep inside Eric's bubble butt, and Eric spewed his third load of the night deep inside Coach Anson's ass. Eric buried his spunk as Randy Garner fucked Eric's ass hard. After several forceful pumps, Randy came inside Eric's ass, depositing his thick cum further inside Eric's body than Coach Anson, or even his dildo, had penetrated.
The men lay together on the bed for a moment after their orgasms subsided. Coach Anson was the first one up and unhinged himself from Eric's dick. Coach Anson strutted into the bathroom. Eric could see a small stream of cum dripping in between Coach Anson's clenched ass cheeks and down his flexed hamstrings.