Michael and his Coach 6
"It's been quite a day, hasn't it," I asked Michael. "Getting fucked several times, learning to suck cock. How many cocks have you gotten to suck? And now fucking Cookie. First time fucking someone, too." I was reviewing for the boy just how much he has learned.
We were walking back toward the gym building after watching Cookie begin to wash down the pavilion. In our design, we made sure that we all could wash away any body fluids that might be left behind.
"Oh Coach, I cant believe I've done all that. Is it really ok?"
"More than ok, it's been a real treat for us, hasn't it? I could see how much you enjoy cum. Getting it all over your face, licking it from your lips. And getting fucked. You seem to really love that. How many cocks have you had? Five? Six? And it feels so good to fill up that boy-pussy, doesn't it? And fucking someone else? You like that too, don't you?"
I glanced between the boy's legs. He was nearly hard once again. Boy doesn't know how much he loves mansex.
"Oh Coach, I loved it all, but should we be doing that?"
I ignored his question. Was he just denying what his body was telling him? "Tell me, boy. Whose cock did you like the most. You've seen so many now. A big one like Benny's or a small one like Chuck's? Both are beautiful, do you have a preference?" I wanted him to talk about cock.
"Gosh, Coach. I don't know. I kind of like all kinds. I guess I like hairy ones. So manly. Is that ok to say? I think i like to feel a man's hair."
"Good thinking, Michael." I was impressed the boy could acknowledge his desires so quickly. "Do you like to run your fingers through man hair? Do you like to feel pubic hair pressed against your face? Do you like to feel pubic hair pressed against your ass when you're getting fucked?"
"I don't know, Coach. Is it ok to like it all? "
I grabbed him for a hug. "Of course, my young friend. Its best to like it all," I pressed my naked groin into his. "Enjoy cock, Michael."
Glancing over his shoulder, I saw someone approaching. "Oh wow," I shouted.
Justin approached with his arms outstretched. "Baby brother," I hugged. He was in camos and boots. "My baby brother," I repeated. "You look wonderful." My baby brother, 26 years old with a beard on his beautiful face, is 6 foot 1 and 200 pounds of solid muscle. His olive shirt seemed molded across his defined pecs and thick biceps.
I kissed him first on his hairy cheeks and then on his lips. "What's with the beard and what brings you here?" I asked.
"My CO is a cool guy. Letting his staff grow a beard but we have to come back clean after our pass is over. Have two days, bro." He looked at Michael. "And who is this naked boy at your side?" He looked at the boy up and down, staring for several seconds at the boy's crotch.
"This is Michael. He's here for strength and conditioning work. And to learn about men. Say hello to my brother Justin, boy. Looks like he's gonna be here with us for a couple days."
I could see Michael partially hiding behind me. Still modest. We still have work to do. Justin caught my look. He knew what to do.
"Hello Justin," Michael said a bit meekly. That's not what I wanted to see. And Justin knew that.
"That's Justin, sir." baby brother told the boy. Justin didn't have to look at me to see my nod. My brother and I are so in tune.
"Sir," repeated Michael.
"You're naked, boy. Don't hide. Let me see your body. Are you ashamed of your dick, boy?"
"Ah, no sir. But..."
"Then stand in front of me. Present yourself to a superior."
"Yes...yes, sir." Michael cowered in front of my muscular brother.
Justin was taking over. I loved when he did that. He stared at Michael for several seconds. I knew he liked what he saw. "You like being naked, boy?"
I could see Michael reddening. He clearly didn't know how to answer. I looked at the boy sternly. "Answer the man and be honest, Michael. You'll get no help from me if you're not completely truthful."
Michael looked at Justin. "Yes...yes, sir."
"Yes, sir, what?"
Michael looked at me, then back at Justin. "Yes, sir. I like to be naked."
Justin continued to lead the boy. "You like to be naked and show off your cock, right?"
Michael blushed a crimson red. "Yes, sir. I like to show off my cock."
"And you like to look at other cocks, right Michael?" I added.
"Yes, sir." The boy was now so red that I feared he'd faint.
Justin looked at the boy. He touched his chin, getting the boy's full attention. "It's good to look at cock, boy. Don't be embarrassed. Now let me look at your cock." Justin gently caressed down the boy's nicely defined 16 year old chest. "Very nice, very very nice," he said so softly. Michael relaxed openly. Justin continued his exploration down to the boy's abs. "Very fine. What a fine looking boy." I knew he was talking to me, but he was staring right at Michael, quickly gaining some trust. Justin knew how to handle boys.
Justin continued his exploration . His fingers reached into Michael's thick young pubes. "Very nice, that's a nice patch of man hair," he said looking right into Michael's eyes. He combed the boy's bush repeatedly. "You should be proud of that. A real man's pubes."
Justin pulled a clump of hair out to its full length, even pulling until Michael moaned. Justin pulled some more strands making sure the boy could feel it. "Oh god," Michael moaned again.
"Be proud, boy," Justin said sternly. "Savor the pain."
Justin let go, moving further down to caress Michael's cock. It had softened quite a bit. He gently played with the boy's cock. "Nice cock, boy. That's a fine cock for a teenager." He caressed Michael's balls, Yes, a fine cock and fine boy balls. Very nice."
"Thanks you, sir." Michael responded. He was again enjoying my brother's explorations of his body.
"Turn around, let's see your ass." Justin instructed. Dutifully, Michael turned. Justin immediately began caressing the teen ass. "That's prime meat, boy. Very nice." Justin caressed the athlete's ass for a few minutes. Eventually his fingers moved into the boy's crack. A finger grazed the boy's hole. "It's wet." He pushed a finger in a bit. "Feels very wet, boy. Have you gotten fucked?"
"Michael's learning to get comfortable around men," I explained before the boy could answer. " He's been enjoying several of the men around here today."
Justin looked at me as he continued to press a finger into the boy-pussy. "That include you, big brother?" "Three times today, so far," I told him. Was I bragging? Well, maybe a little. "A couple other guys as well."
"Who?"
"Well, let's see. Cookie, Benny, and the two maintenance men, Jeremy and little Chuck. Don't know if they all got his pussy, but everyone tried either his pussy or his mouth. Just trying to help the kid learn about men. Been doing a good job, too," I explained. "It's been good for Michael to learn how to be with men."
Justin pulled Michael up and looked him in the eye. "Good way to learn, right Michael? Good to get fucked here on the ranch."
"Yes, sir. I ... I just don't want to be thought of being a fag."
"Hah. No chance, Michael. Just guys enjoying each other. And doing what they're told."
Michael again seemed to relax upon hearing he's not considered gay. Justin looked at him carefully. "Help me out of these clothes, kid. I need to be as naked as you. Want to see my naked ass?"
"Yes, sir," Michael responded meekly. He got down to remove Justin's laces and then his boots. "Good boy," Justin told him. He held out his feet so Michael to remove his socks. He seemed to hold Justin's naked feet for a few seconds. Justin wiggled his toes. "Good boy."
Michael looked up at his new instructor. "The shirt, Michael." As Justin raised his arms, Michael removed Justin's olive T shirt. It was so tight it stuck for a second around Justin's neck. The boy pulled it free. He then gasped. Justin's chest, covered in a thick layer of manfur, was as muscular and solid as any the boy had ever seen. Michael just stared at it, mesmerized at its magnificence.
"You can touch it if you like," Justin told the boy.
"Gosh, can I?" he gushed as he gently ran his hands across Justin's massive chest.
Even I appreciated my brother's body. "Dude, you keep getting better each time I see you. Your chest is awesome." I joined Michael in feeling that huge hairy chest. "Fucking awesome," I repeated. His body hair felt so good. I loved running my hands through his fur, and I could see Michael enjoying it as well. I couldn't help smiling at Michael as we enjoyed Justin's body.
"Hey you guys, I still have my pants on. Michael, get them off, buddy." Michael pulled away from enjoying the man's chest and quickly lowered Justin's trousers. Only a tight pair of olive colored briefs remained. We could all see the dark stain in the front. Justin was leaking already.
Michael looked up, silently awaiting instruction.
"Time to take them off, boy. You ready to see my cock? You want to see my cock, don't you?"
Michael barely hesitated. He's come so far in one day. "Y...yes, sir. Can I see your cock?"
I interjected quickly, "Michael you know I'm going to ask you to describe my brother's cock. You know I'm going to see if you've looked carefully at another guy's cock, right?"
"Y..yes, Coach. I want to see Justin's cock. I'll tell you all about it when you want." He looked up at Justin. "May I take off your underwear and see your cock, sir?" Michael asked so obediently.
With a nod from my brother, Michael lowered the shorts. "Oh gosh," Michael exclaimed. "It's so big!"
Sure Justin's cock is big. But not THAT much bigger than mine. Perhaps a half inch. What made it look big was its girth and all that man hair around it. Gives the entire area a bigger look than a shaved area. Not sure Michael understood that yet, but he sure appreciated Justin's cock.
"Lick it, boy" Justin instructed.
Michael stared up at him. He seemed more than willing to follow direction. He nodded, looking at the big penis. He placed his tongue at Justin's cock head.
Justin stared down at him "Look at me, boy." Michael looked up, his tongue tasting Justin's cock. "Suck it, boy. Suck my cock." Justin, gently directed Michael's head so that half of that big prick entered Michael's mouth. "Good boy, but more, Michael. I need you to get it all the way down. Can you do that? Can you be a good cocksucker?"
As Michael slowly pistoned his head up and down the big shaft, Justin pushed his cock deeper into the eager oral cavity. I heard Michael start to gag, but Justin kept pushing. "It's ok to gag" I told him. "Part of cocksucking. Guys like to know their boys are trying their best. Keep sucking cock," I encouraged him. I was right alongside the boy, enjoying the beautiful sight. Tears were coming from his eyes, his nose was dripping and slime was coming from his mouth, squeezing past the big cock that had virtually disappeared into Michael's throat.
"Breathe my pubes, boy," Justin said from above. Indeed Michael's lips were pressing against my brother's beautiful dense manfur. He came off for a second, then right back onto the cock. Michael had indeed become a good cocksucker! He again swallowed the cock and this time inhaled, breathing the pubes of what was now his superior.
Michael looked over at me, at my smiling face. "Am I doing it good, Coach?"
"You're doing great. You've become a good cocksucker. I'm so glad you like to suck cock."
"Fuck yeah," Justin agreed. I could see his balls begin to pull up. He was close.
"Please that cock," Justin moaned. Then suddenly he grabbed Michael's head to shove his big monster dick deep into Michael's throat. "Ahhhh" he cried as he pumped load after load into Michael's cocksucking mouth. He held the boy tight to his groin, pumping out shot after shot of man cream down Michael's throat. Michael gagged but swallowed all that Justin could give. So lovely to see him struggle with all that cum, but still manage to consume it all.
We were walking back to the main house. Justin had gone to the bunk house to meet up with his invited squad. I had my arm around the boy. We were still naked. "So how big is Justin's cock," I asked.
Michael was quiet for a few minutes, not answering my question. "I'm really a cock sucker, aren't I, Coach?"
"Can't deny that," I answered honestly. "Many of us are. Nothing wrong with that. For most of us, it's just guys having fun together. For a few, it's because they're gay, only you can decide." He mulled that over. I could see his discomfort, but didn't want to dwell on a label. I wanted his mind on cock. "So how big do you think Justin's dick is?"
We reached the main house. Cookie was there with fresh (viagra-laced) water. Michael still hadn't answered my question. "Michael's trying to figure out how big Justin's cock is," I said, knowing it would embarrass the boy. "Don't worry, Michael. It's fun to talk about cock, isn't it?"
We sat and drank water. Cookie stood in front of us. We both looked at the hairy, trim body and small cock of our cook and house manager. Cookie looked at Michael. "So how big did you say Justin's cock was?"
"Uh a it's really big," Michael said to Cookie and then to me. "Is it ok to say? Over 9 inches and SO thick," he exclaimed.
"You're perfect again, Michael," I answered. I could see Cookie tugging on his own 5 inches. "Tell Cookie more about Justin's cock." I directed Cookie to sit and Michael to stand in front of us. The boy was hard. Seven inches of fat, hairy teen cock. With balls that hang loosely below. "What more can you tell us about Justin?"
"And stoke your own dick as you tell us," Cookie added.
It took just a few seconds for Michael to overcome any modesty. He looked dumbstruck for just a second, then realized how excited he was. "Oh Justin is so hot, Cookie. So muscular, his chest is so big. And his chest hair is so thick, so soft, so manly." He began to stroke his hard cock. Both Coach and I felt his chest, his stomach, then his dense pubes. then his big cock. It's humongous." Michael was stroking his own cock fast.
"Yes, Michael. Jerk off for us, show us how you jack. And tell us how you sucked his humongous prick." I instructed. I started stroking my own cock. Felt so good. Then Cookie reached over to take my cock in his hand. That felt so good. So I grabbed his little one, which always feels good to me.
"Yes Coach, your brother is so strong. I was ordered to lick his big cock head. It tasted so so so good. Then I took it in my mouth. Justin pushed it all the way in. My mouth felt so full."
Michael was stroking his cock really fast. Cookie appreciated the show. "Jack that teen cock," he ordered, needlessly. Michael was pounding his cock in front of us and clearly enjoying showing off.
"Oh Coach, I didn't care that Justin was choking me with his thick cock. It felt so good. And when it went into my throat I thought I'd choke, but you said it's ok to gag." He was pounding his cock so hard! His balls began to pull up, I knew he was about to come.
"Justin came so hard, Coach. It seemed to fill up my throat. He pulled my head into his pubic hair." Oh Coach, I'm gonna cum! The boy exploded, shooting rope after rope onto Cookie's chest and then on mine. Cookie leaned in and scooped the throbbing cock catching the last few jets in his mouth. Michael was moaning. Cookie kept his mouth on the boy's sensitive cock head for several minutes until Michael could recover. The teen had fallen onto Cookie's body, lying rigid until he finally looked around.
"Coach, am I gay?"
More to come from Michael. Email me at stockman334@gmail.com
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