Lou and Coach 3
By Bald Hairy Man e-mail bldhrymn@aol.com or bldhrymn@excite.com
This is an adult story intended for adults. It is a fantasy, so I again remind you that have done away with the requirements of safe sex, and have included no gestures toward common sense either. The characters were introduced in Jimmy, Me and Whitey. Please e-mail me if you have any suggestions or comments.
We all felt a warm glow from the morning's play. I had to admit to my self that Jim knew what he was doing, and that I liked what he was doing to me. We broke for lunch and Jim went out to check the property. The snow was coming down heavily and there was no sign of the storm abating.
"You did something to Jim." Lou said after Jim went out.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"Jim likes sex play and is always willing, but rarely gets turned on." Lou said. "He was hot when he shot off in your ass."
"Was it my ass or your cum that did the trick?"
"I don't know." Lou said. "We've never shared an ass before. We've played with some of his friends, but this seems different. Really good, but different."
"I'm glad to be of service." I said. "You may not have noticed that I liked it too. I hadn't expected to like it, but I did."
There was a roar of machinery outside. We went to the window and there was a big yellow state Department of Transportation snow plow in the driveway. A figure got out and came to the door. Lou opened it.
"Ralph! What are you doing on duty?" Lou cried. The man came in.
"Everyone is on duty today, but the drifting is so bad they told up to pull off the roads and wait until it slows down some." Ralph said. "We're just wasting gas now." The man took of his hood and saw me for the first time. "I'm sorry. I didn't know you had company. I didn't mean to interrupt. "
"No problem, Ralph." Lou said. "This is Coach Peterson from Marshall. Coach, this is Ralph Anders, an old friend of mine." We shook hands. His hands were freezing cold.
"Get near the fire." I said. "You look like you need some warming up." We got nearer the fire and Ralph began to shed his layers of clothes. He was a big man, and obviously very cold. His blond beard was covered with ice.
"The heat went out in the cab." Ralph said. "It's been a long day already. It feels good in here."
"Give me your clothes. I'll hang them up to dry." Lou said. Ralph looks a bit uncomfortable. "Don't worry. Coach here is a friend. We're all boys. There is nothing we haven't seen!" Ralph stripped.
"How in hell did you get so wet?" Lou asked.
"Helped a motorist out of a ditch." Ralph said. "It was filled with water under the ice." Jim returned, said hello to Ralph and then went looking for dry clothes for Ralph. Ralph was a natural dirty blond, about 40. He had tight curly hair and a beard. He was muscular but not buffed. I had a feeling it was hard work muscularity not due to weight training.
Jim returned with the clothes as Ralph stripped off his wet long johns. The hair covered him continuously from his beard to his ankles. He was heavily hung, with big balls, peach sized. His cock was uncut and thick, rather than long. He sat down naked on the couch and relaxed. He had been here before and knew the dress code.
"I'm nice and warm now." He said yawning. "I'm ready for a nap."
"Make yourself at home!" Jim said. "Not as if you ever had any trouble getting comfortable here. Coach, Lou and I were going to play some. You can join us, sleep or just watch."
"Shit Jim!" Ralph said laughing. "Have I ever just watched?"
"Coach, Ralph is an old play mate of mine. I hope you don't mind him joining us?" Jim said.
"Not at all." I said. "The more the merrier." I was surprised that I said that, but Ralph was the kind of guy that turned me on. With Lou and Ralph in the same room, the testosterone churning in my balls took control of my common sense.
"I've never played with Lou either." Ralph said.
"You're kidding?" Jim said. "After all these years?"
"Things never worked out quite right." Ralph said. "If you wouldn't mind guys, I'd love it if you could all get naked and let's play. My balls will explode if I don't drain some of the juice from them."
"Let me get another log on the fire before we get down to business." Jim said. "I don't want to lose my train of lustful thoughts to get it stoked up again. I'll be back in a minute." He went out.
"You really are a coach?" Ralph asked. "You got stuck here in this early storm?"
"I sure am. I'm Marshall Central High School football and wrestling coach."
"I played football here in High School." Ralph said. "Never thought I ever get to screw with the coach. I sure thought about it enough."
"Was that Coach Gilbert?" I asked.
"Yep. He was here for 35 years and got better looking every year." Ralph said. "I saw him naked once. I still think about it." By this time Lou and I were naked and we all were huddled in the middle of the room. Jim returned with some wood. He added it to the fire and joined us.
Ralph was on the floor sucking me. He was a big crude looking man, but he sucked slowly and almost delicately. It was as if he was savoring the experience.
"Ralph should be a professional cock taster." Jim said as he stripped and joined us. "He's looking for the right combination of vintage, bouquet, taste and body. Has Coach started to ooze any of his cock wine yet, Ralph?" he shook his head, while his tongue gently licked the rim of my cock head.
"Be careful if you are sucking Ralph when he's shooting. Those monster balls of his produce cum by the pint." Jim said. "You can choke on it."
"I like the cock wine, but I like the taste of the server too." Ralph said as he looked up from my cock. He then swallowed my cock whole. Ralph was a 100% pure, all-American cock sucker. He loved it. For the next three hours his mouth was directly attached to one of our cocks, mostly mine. As long as that mouth-cock head connection was maintained he was happy.
Ralph was about as accommodating as a man could be as long as there was a cock in his mouth. He loved to be fucked and as soon as my head touched his tonsils, his ass opened and Jim slipped in the hole. He was a bull of a man and never seemed to get tired. He sucked me until I shot off, then Lou, then Jim. By the time he got to Jim, I had recovered enough to replace Jim in Ralph's ass.
Ralph had a tight muscle-bound ass, but the inside was tender and hot. Jim's slow fuck must have heated the tunnel. Ralph had been focused on the cock in his mouth, while Jim screwed him, but the minute my cock head penetrated his sphincter he began to moan.
"Do you like the Coach's cock ramming your ass, Ralph?" Jim asked. "Coach is a big oozer. That tunnel of yours must be good and slimed up by now. I was oozing buckets toward the end." The talk seemed to turn Ralph on even more.
"Let's flip Ralph," Lou said. "This boy is ready to blow." I pulled out and Ralph moved from the doggy position to the spread eagled. His cock was the size and shape of a Budweiser can. I put his legs on my shoulder and nosed my head into his hole. In three thrusts I made him shoot.
Jim had said that Ralph produced cum by the pint. He understated it. I had never seen an orgasm like Ralph's. Huge spurts of cum splashed across his chest and gut. The cream sat on top of his curly body hair and glistened in the fire light. There must have been a dozen massive spurts before he calmed down to normal ejaculations.
I had never felt a guys tunnel contract when he popped either. His whole chute responded to the terrific orgasm. Lou collected some of the cum on his finger, smeared it on his cock and fed it to Ralph. Ralph liked his own cum as much as mine. He was a happy guy.
We all showered and rested for a while. Ralph called in to find out the work schedule for the afternoon. The storm wasn't expected to abate until the next morning. Ralph was off duty until 7:00 the next day when they would start heavy duty plowing. Ralph called his wife and said he was stranded. That didn't seem to be a problem.
He got on the bed with us and began sucking cock again.
"You can't get enough cock, can you?" I said. He was licking me lollipop style.
"Maybe I could get tired of cock." He said, smiling. "It's never happened yet, but I guess it could. Are you complaining?" I laughed.
"Not at all." I replied. "It feels great." It was nice to be desired. I had experienced the "Coach Effect" once before. A kid from Marshall, Jimmy, had the hots for me. I didn't know if it was for me as a person or for the coach as an authority figure. I tried to discourage him by saying I was a top only. Damn if the kid didn't decide he was willing and I popped his cherry. It was much more enjoyable than I, or he, would have guessed.
Ralph was a grown man who had the same feelings for the Coach. I was afraid that Jim or Lou would get offended at all the time Ralph spent nursing my cock. They were good about it. I drifted off to sleep.
When I woke, Jim was gone and I was between Lou and Ralph.
"You got tired?" I asked Ralph. He smiled.
"I just didn't want to wake you." He said. "You looked so peaceful." I slipped down on the bed and took Ralph's cock into my mouth. This was the first time. He was soft and the thick foreskin completely shrouded his cock head. I worked my tongue into the skin pucker and wiggled it into the tube. I was overwhelmed with the sent and taste of his sex juices.
I had never had any interest in cum or precum before but I was awash in male scent and taste. Some was old, left over from the sex earlier that day, but as I got nearer the piss slit the taste got stronger, fresher and more exciting. I couldn't believe how turned-on I was.
"You don't need to do that." Ralph said. "If you don't want to."
"Relax Ralph." Lou said. "Just let Coach milk you. Are your balls filled up again?"
"I'm afraid so."
"Just lie back and let nature take its course." Lou said.
Ralph was a hard man to suck since he was so thick, but he was as responsive as a man could be. His cock twitched and oozed in response to every movement I made. Jim returned to the room. He and Lou talked to Ralph and played with his tits as I milked him. Lou got up and lifted my ass so that he could screw me doggy style while I kept working on Ralph's beer can.
When Lou's pubic hair was rammed against my ass and there was no deeper he could go, I finally deep throated Ralph. Lou began to pump and each thrust felt like it forced something from my prostate. I thought of it as a hormonal rush. Ralph's cock juices were doing the same.
I had never felt so masculine in my life. My body linked the cock in my ass to the one in my mouth. Ralph moaned and he flooded my mouth with his seed. Lou was pumping frantically as he shot off.
"Share it!" Jim commanded. "There's more than enough to go around." Suddenly he was with me at Ralph's cock, sharing the juice. Lou pulled out and joined us. Ralph kept on ejaculating and we all got our share. I was all but unconscious with pleasure when a huge object rammed into my ass.
Jim had replaced Lou. "I'm sorry coach!" he said. "It was just too good not to try again!" He thrust violently and froze. I knew he was shooting.