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Chapter 5
It was late and Gutherage decided to go out to a gay bar than go home to his girlfriend. The funny thing is he just wanted a drink. He was so depressed. Where was his life going? Why was he fucking a teenager (barely legal)? His attention was suddenly drawn towards to men across the bar. Two men, one Asian and one White, were staring at him giggling like two little school girls. He had found Asian girls a little bit, but now this guy was sort of cute. He became disgusted with himself taking his last gulp of Jack Daniels. He got up and started to leave when he bumped into two other coaches, Tony and Trey. Tony was a naturally tanned, muscle bound mix of Spanish and Italian. His 9 inch bulge and rock hard ass completed his package. Trey was a nice dark chocolate of man, a shade darker than Kris. His well defined body had two perky Hershy Kiss nipples, and a double milk dudd ass. But his main attraction was his 11 INCH COCK (NO BULL).
"Jim! What are you doing here?" They both asked.
"I got to go," he pushed his way past them, leaving them shocked and pleased. He was even more shocked to see them there.
Gutherage couldn't think about his job because of all the crazy things going on in his life. He then looked at his watch and scrambled out of his office because he was late for his coaches' meeting. When he arrived in the private coaches' lounge, only Troy, Trey, and the all American defensive coach John, were at the table with no play papers. John was a 230 pound bleach blond stud of all muscle.
"Um, hey guys what's going on?"
"Well Jim we were going over strategies for our next game against Central. We really wanna GIVE IT TO EM!" TROY rammed his fist into his hand. Trey chimed in,
"Oh yes...I think we need code names like...cock?"
John nodded with his arms folded, "Oh yes or maybe fuck?"
"What's going on here?" Jim (Gutherage) said curiously yet shakily.
"What's wrong Jim? We just want to win. Right fellas?"
"RIGHT," yellow John and Troy. They jumped up and grabbed him, as Trey shut and locked the door. They laid him on the table on his stomach; they ripped off his shorts and undies.
"So you like it up the ass huh, HUH?!" Trey spanked his ass hard twice.
"Argh, you guys got it all wrong. I never had anything up my ass except shit!" Jim pleaded to be let go, but the others were resistant and to strong.
"Oh we'll fix that!"
"Yeah you're gonna love this! Trey broke us both in!" Jim got hard real fast. "Shit you're getting hard already!" John replied. With Trey signal, Jim was flipped over.
"That's right Jim I want you to look right into this black man's eyes. I'm in charge now!" He whipped out his 11inch combat cum sword, and Jim's excitement turned to concern. A big glob spit splashed the mushroom head of Trey's cock. He pushed hard but gently into Jim but his rosebud resisted. So he pushed until...POP!! Violent screams filled the room.
...Five minutes later the room was filled FUCK ME'S and FASTER, HARDER PLEASE! Trey was on top of him still fucking the shit out of him. He spat on Jim's lips and Jim licked it off, while sucking the other two dicks. As Jim looked back at each saliva soaked cock stroking them and licking their slits, Troy and John vibrated tongues.
"WHAT'S MY NAME MOTHERFUCKER?!"
"Muastha Tway!" He was trying to scream Master Trey with the two dicks in his mouth. "Fuahing smueh an lih muah fweet!" He was once again attempting to scream; this time "fucking smell and lick my feet!" Trey took both feet and pressed them up against his nose and tongue, keeping his rhythmic thrusts. He was two inches from being completely in Jim. He stuck parts of both (fairly clean) parts of Jim's wiggling toes into his mouth. He then pulled out, and stuck his tongue down Gutherage's screw tunnel. Jim's eyes went in circles top follow Trey's motion. He moaned loudly!
"Oh yes dammit feed my ass!"
"Yeah Trey I say he's liking it! I want a piece of that virgin ass!" Yelled John. Switching positions, Troy sat on Jim's face bouncing up and down with his tongue deep up his ass vibrating. Troy held his legs sucking them while John was pounding him slowly and violently up his plump booty. Trey leaned over sucking Troy's pulsating fudge pop.
"Oh yes baby come on! Eat it! Eat dat shit (not literally, that's gross. It was slang for lick my ass!)! Troy moaned so loudly.
"Who's your daddy bitch?!" John gritted his teeth spitting through his mouth.
"MOO0-AH!" Jim yelled with his of Troy's ass. The windows were fogged, and the four men looked like they were greased up. Trey licked the sweat off of Troy's balls while fingering his own ass. He had been trying for weeks to swallow Troy's dick, and he was determined to do it now. He sloppily sucked his dick like a lollypop slowly taking down inch by inch, until his nose barely hit Troy's pubes. He could smell Troy's musty sent when he choked a little on his dick.
"Yeah choke on my cock!" He knew he was a big black stud with a big dick and was proud of it. Troy got up, Trey pulled off, John pulled out, and all three stood over Jim. Trey and John moaned their "OH OH's" and squirted cum all over his chest. Jim jerked screaming "YESSSSS" and he squirted so hard it hit his lip. Troy squatted and licked it off. He got on top of Jim and face fucked him until Jim swallowed every bit. The three lathered men licked all the globs of sweat and salty cum off of Jim's chest and collapsed.
"Hey fellas there someone I think you might want to know about," Jim grinned.
After a few finger fuck training, Bryan had prepared Kris to come and join he and Jim Gutherage in a little fuck fest. One day after everyone left, Bryan and Kris held hands and knocked on Jim's door. Once Bryan opened it, they were shocked and maybe a little scared at what they saw. Jim had his arms folded with no shirt on at his desk, but Coach Troy was leaning on the front of the desk naked (wagging his dick to signal them over), Coach Trey was sitting on the desk naked with only socks (stroking his cock smiling), and Coach John was naked with his lucky boots on leaning against the file door with his arms folded (grinning).
"Ah come in boys (he waved his hand for them to come over)...we've been waiting for you," Jim said as all four men giggled devilishly.
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