and a Couple of Coaches-- Chapter 2 gay/male College
A Wrestler, a Basketball Star, and a Couple of Coaches
By Wade Wright
Chapter 2
Both coaches removed their clothes, and Coach Johnson, the younger, and the single man, did seem to be the more nervous and embarrassed about this situation. As Coach Jimmy noticed this and realized that this might be happening, he turned to Coach Johnson and said.
"Hey, man. I know I should be the one in the room that should be really shaking in my shoes right now, since I am the 'family' man with the kids and a wife at home, but shit man, when life deals you a full deck, you use all of the cards you have. Coach Johnson, I have wanted to lick and suck on that ass of yours since 'day one' around here, and for me to even act now, like --Oh, No! Can not do that!---That is totally stupid! If you are gay, and right now I thank the Lord that I have just been told that you are, then I intend to be one of your playmates when you need or you are looking for some man-sex. I am living two lives here, one the married family man, and the other, the horny gay guy. Coach Johnson, you fit into my horny gay guy side just great. So if you are kind of nervous about this happening with another faculty member, one that just happens to be a married guy, get over it. Playing around with guys is great with me, and a lot of times it is a turn on to my playmate, when they find out I'm one of the breeder type of guys! Relax man, this is working out just fine!"
"Uh, OK!" Coach Johnson replied. "Yea, I do have to admit that knowing you are a hubby and a daddy guy, did kind of make me a little uncomfortable, but hey---as you just said, when you are dealt a full hand, use all of the cards. If you are OK with this, and with me knowing that you play both sides of the street, then hell man, I'm quite OK too! I've admired your body and your built ever since we first met, but I just completely wiped it out of my mind of ever getting to even see it in the buff, let alone play with it, so I'm OK man. And right now I'm getting real excited about the four of us getting it on. Gentlemen, shall we do a 'four-way'?"
"Yea, guys, I'm sure all for that, but let's go back here in the other room." Coach Jimmy suggested. "Then we can turn the light off in this room. Even with door closed here, there is a little light that shows under that door, and I'm sure that if the security guy comes past here, he'd come in to see why the lights are on. Besides that, Shawn will tell you guys that when I've got his big dick up in my ass, I get kind of noisy. Being in the back room might be better for us, don't you guys think?"
Everybody agreed, and each man gathered up his clothing and went into the next room where there is no immediate door to the hallway. Coach Jimmy turned the lights off in the outer room, and closed the door to the 'back' room as they all entered.
"OK." Coach Jimmy said. "Shawn will tell you guys that whenever possible I really appreciate being the guy on the bottom, with a big stick dick stuck up in my ass, but I will flip and change whenever necessary."
"Well--shit men!" Coach Johnson exclaimed. "Not only did these guys get us set up together, but they managed to get the right two guys together, as far as preferences go. Skippy knows damn well that I want my dick up in a nice tight ass as often as possible. Shit man, it sounds like you and I,-- doing-- 'the thing' --together, is going to work out pretty damn well, isn't it Coach?"
"Hey, did you two guys discuss what we liked, and share with the other guy what action your own coach prefers?" Coach Jimmy asked.
"No--we really didn't!" Skippy replied. "See Shawn and I are both fast flippers and neither one of us has a preference spot, so I guess it just never occurred to us to even think about that. You know, Skippy and I only have the one problem, and that is, of deciding who gets to fuck who, first. By the time any of our sessions are over, we have both been well fucked, and well sucked. So, hell, I'm just damn glad, right now, that both of you did not end up being bottoms, or both being tops!"
"Dear young man!" Coach Jimmy said. "As hot as I have been to get my hands on that hot, built, muscular, wrestling coach, --if I had ended up wanting the same thing as he does, I would have made a lifetime change. If it had turned out that he was only a top, and I had never had a dick up in my ass, that would have been my day of change! You know how women go through their 'lifetime changes'? Well, that would have been my lifetime change. No way in hell, would I have ever let that body get away from me without me doing whatever I could with it!"
"OK, Skippy!" Shawn said. "I think before we let the coaches do each other, don't you think we should get our turns at "the other guy's coach? "
"Yea, I was just about to say the same thing. I'm afraid that tonight might be my last chance to get to try out your coach, Skippy, so I think Coach Jimmy and I will do 'our thing', and that way, you and Coach Johnson can do some fucking around too. You have told me over and over how much you have wanted to get fucked by that wrestler, and I know it's not on a wrestling mat, it's not in the gym, and it's not in front of a whole crowd, but hey, your ass will enjoy it anyway!"
"Oh God!" Coach Johnson exclaimed. "Is that the way our students talk about the faculty? Who wants to fuck and get fucked by which faculty guy?"
"Hell, yes!" Shawn replied. "You know damn well the guys, the straight guys, you know those other type of guys,---every time there is a new hot female faculty member added, all of them are always talking about how they want to get into her pants. Well--us gay guys-we do the same thing. Only it's about the faculty guys, and we are a little more private about how we want to get into their pants. Which, brings up a new subject. Mr. Demney, the new guy this year in the business school, --does anybody know if he plays around with the guys? He is hot! Damn hot! And from what everybody has been able to find out, he lives all by himself. Like, no little lady or kids hanging on him, and a lot of us guys are wanting to be the ones that get to do, the hanging!"
"No." Coach Johnson replied. "I do agree with you, but I don't know either. Yea--you are right. He is one hot man! I've even let him know that I am single in a couple of different ways, just to see if he responds or not, but so far not much of a response that I can pick up on. So, if any of you find out, let me know!"
"Oh Coach!" Shawn replied. "You will know something before I leave this university, this year. I'm in one of his discussion groups, and I get to talk to him pretty often. If I don't find out before graduation day, my last discussion with him will be me asking him out for a 'date'. I'm going to tell him that within about two days, I will no longer be a student, I will have graduated, and I want him and I to get to 'know' each other! I'll find out something then, I think, anyway!"
"Shit man!" Skippy asked! "Are you really going to do that?"
"Hell yes, I am." Shawn answered. "I won't be a student here anymore, so it's no different than if I happened to meet him someplace else, and just decided to have the balls to find out if a good looking, hot guy happens to be gay, or not. I figure, if he's not, then what the hell, at least he was paid a complement from some other guy!"
"Well, I guess you are right! Hey, go for it man." Skippy said.
"Oh I will! And right now, I'm going for something else! Coach, get your wrestling body up on top of my ass, and let me see what a real wrestler can do in a guy's ass!"
"Well, shit on you, man!" Skippy snapped back at Shawn. You've been getting fucked by a wrestler this whole damn school year, and you ain't never complained yet!"
"Yea,--I know, Skip! But right now, take a look at what is laying on my ass and you try and tell me that I should not be getting all excited over it? I know, you have been getting this wrestling stick for, what, about four years now? You know what, man. Instead of you going on for your masters degree upstate, I think maybe you ought to just marry this guy. Your ass is not going to know how to act without getting his big stick up in there, what every other night or so?"
"Shit man! I wish it had been every other night or so. If it was that often, I wouldn't be needing you and your sausage." Skippy told Shawn.
"Well, how often do you two get it on, then?" Shawn asked.
"Only as often as we have out of town trips, over night! I always get an extra key to your hotel room, right, coach?"
"Yea, Skip, but let's not get into that right now, OK? We've got some fucking and sucking to do here before it gets too late, and right now I've got myself an ass to take care of, over here, and you had better concentrate on taking care of that hot ass you've got over there. I intend to do some fucking back there before this night is over, so I want you to get it good and warmed up. Get him ready for me, and for my dick! Of all of the years that I have been teaching, I have never, ever, fucked another faculty member, and I've always kind of fantasized about doing that. Tonight, is going to be my virgin faculty fucking night! And Coach Jimmy is the faculty ass that I am going to get to fuck. Skip, get that ass all hot and horny for me! OK?"
"I am, boss!" Skippy replied. And with a quick smear of lube on his dick, using some of the massage creams available in the room, Skippy slammed his dick up in the ass of Coach Jimmy.
"Oh shit!" Coach Jimmy exclaimed. "Damn man, you've got a big dick, don't you boy?"
Skippy pretty well had the expected body of a college wrestler. Solid, strong, firm muscles on his 5'10" frame, and he hung about 8 1/2" dick when it was standing out in a good rigid style. That was what Coach Jimmy had just received up in his ass. Skippy was now giving the coach an, 'incoming and outgoing' action as he used the coach's ass hole for his own personal enjoyment. Skippy had always enjoyed the thrill of being in the position to fuck Coach Johnson's ass, knowing that fucking around with a faculty member was definitely a big, 'no, no'. Now he was getting to fuck the ass of another coach. Skippy liked fucking the asses of guys in his own age group, but to be fucking a faculty member's ass, was a complete turn on to him. He had been watching for any and all opportunities to get to another faculty member, whenever and if ever, possible. Coach Jimmy had become the first additional faculty ass, that had become available to him. Fucking another coach excited him immensely!
Shawn was much more used to getting a good hard and fast entry in his ass, compared to Coach Jimmy. Coach Johnson had gotten his dick lubed, and without any warning, slammed his man stick down into Shawn's hole without so much as an indication that he was ready. Shawn gasped as the cock came to it's rest deep inside of his body. Coach Johnson was used to playing with other men's bodies in a rather rough fashion since he had been a wrestler, ever since his junior high school days, and he had no hesitation of going after this body in as quick, and as rough, of a fashion as he desired. Shawn did not complain. Shawn was enjoying it. Shawn was letting the coach use him and his body to his full enjoyment. Shawn truly enjoyed having a big strong muscular, older, man of authority, on top of his ass, and using his ass for fun. Shawn felt like he was allowing this coach to do as he wished, and that was a hot turn on to Shawn.
Skippy looked over at Coach Johnson and said, "OK man! The race is on! Let's see if the student or the coach can dump his load first. Ready, one, two, three---go! Fuck your man and see who can shoot off first."
Coach Johnson looked at Skippy and said. "You are on man! Fuck that coach boy!"
Both tops immediately went into one of the fastest fucking sessions that either man had ever attempted, and definitely the fastest fucking sessions that either one of the bottoms had ever laid still for, too.
From all four men, you could hear the moans and the groans. From the tops for different reasons than for the guys on the bottom, but a lot of sounds were coming forth with the fast ramming and slamming the two bottom men were being treated to.
"I'm cumin! I'm cumin!" Skippy almost screamed out, almost too loudly. "Oh shit man! I'm unloading! I'm cumin Coach! I'm loading you coach! Oh God man, your ass feels so damn good to me! Oh shit man! Oh coach, you just got a big load. I wasn't too sure I could unload another one like that again today, since I already unloaded on like that in Shawn's ass earlier. Oh man!"
Just as Skippy was screaming his cock squirting actions, Coach Johnson grabbed ahold of Shawn and really pushed his dick up into Shawn as far as he could possibly get it to go. He told Shawn. "Oh man! You are about to get it man! I'm becoming part of you, man. Here I cum, man! You are getting part of me! I'm unloading in you young man! You've got part of the old wrestler up in you, now boy! Oh, Shawn, how does an your ass full of my wrestling juices feel to you now? Skippy said you had been wanting to get my dick up in there, well young man, you have just had it, and when I pull my dick out of you, I'm leaving part of me up in there. Squeeze your ass closed real tight! I don't want you loosing any of my juices out of there. When I get off of you, I want Skippy to get on you and I want to watch Skippy load you up somemore. He dropped a load in Coach Jimmy, and now I want you to get him so all excited all over again, so that he drops another big load up in your ass, so that his cum and my cum become one cum. OK, boy? Ever since he and I have been fucking around together, I have wanted to watch him give some other guy's ass a good pounding, and tonight I get to watch it happen. You give my boy a good time, OK?"
"Yea, I will Coach. Yea, I will!"
Coach Johnson climbed off of Shawn, and Shawn just laid there relaxing and trying to regain his breath after getting it in the ass so roughly. Coach Johnson went into the adjourning men's room to rinse off his face, and to take a quick piss.
Skippy was exhausted, laying on top of Coach Jimmy. He then managed to ask. "Oh shit man. Coach Johnson wants me to unload in you again, Shawn?"
"Yea, you heard what he said. He told me that he has always wanted to watch you fuck some guy's ass, and he wants you to fuck mine. Maybe he wants you and him to have another race to see who can cum the fastest this time. Coach Jimmy, you ready for this? I think maybe your ass is about to get a good hard fast fucking from your fellow coach!"
"Men, my ass is really sore right now, from the fucking that I just got from Mr. Young Stud Skippy here, but guys, I have wanted that wrestling hunk on my bare butt for a full year now, and by God I will not beg out tonight. I may not walk for a week, but by God I will have him fuck me tonight, and I will beg for it to be good and strong. Tonight is Christmas for me! Tonight I get a big present! And it is all thanks to the guts that you two guys had in getting us together! Damn, I thank both of you guys!"
Coach Johnson came back in the room and asked if anybody else needed to use the men's room before they got started again. Coach Jimmy said, "Yea, if for no other reason than to give my body a little bit of recoup time, before I take the hottest stick any man could ever beg for! Give me just a second guys. I am going to take advantage of the shower and refresh myself before we start again. OK?"
"Yea, OK" All other three men kind of replied in their individual manner.
"Yea, I could use a little rest time anyway." Skippy answered.
"Hey, coach." Skippy asked. "Are you and I getting into another speed contest here?"
"No, I don't think so guys. I'm going to be on top of Coach Jimmy, and I'm not going to be in any hurry up there guys. I think I will just fuck him good and strong and lovingly. While I'm doing that, then I can watch over here and get myself all hot and bothered watching you two young studs doing it too. OK?"
"Yea-hell yea, it sure is with me!" Skippy replied. "Hey Coach, I've shot off in two different asses so far today, so I am damn glad there is no race. I may need to just kind of fuck Shawn good and slow and like you are going to be doing to Coach Jimmy, just kind of lovingly!"
After only a couple of minutes, Coach Jimmy came out of the rest room/shower area. "Damn, that feels good!" He said.
"Hey Coach." Coach Johnson said. "While you were showering, we talked about the next session. Is it OK with you if this one is a little more in the slower mood. We've all experienced that good hard fast rough ass fucking tonight, and we thought that maybe a little tenderness might be in order now. Is that OK with you?"
"Shit yes it is man! You are the man on top of me, so shit man, as far as I'm concerned, we can make this session last for hours! Well--shit, maybe not hours. I'm sure my little 'wifey' is wondering already just where I am at, and what I am doing out this late. You know what men, maybe I had better touch base with her before we start. OK? I'm going out in the other room and use that phone so that she can't hear you guys in the background. I'll be right back!"
"OK man." Coach Johnson replied.
The three in the inner room waited as Coach Jimmy phoned and talked to his wife for just a few minutes. He then returned and laid down on one of the treatment tables.
"All set men! Hate it when I lie to her! Told her some fake story about a late night meeting and how were are then going to go someplace for coffee after we finally get the meeting over, if it ever gets over. So, anyway, we have to talk, so that this becomes a meeting, OK?"
Everybody took their respective places. Coach Johnson was on top of Coach Jimmy, and Skippy was on top of Shawn. It was fucking time again. Things went considerably slower and calmer this time. Everybody was in a much more "feely" mood, than they had been during the earlier fucking session. Coach Jimmy was especially happy about this. Of the four men, Coach Jimmy, had been the one man in the room that, had secretly been praying for a session like this, and with the actual man, that was now in his butt. He had tried over the last few months to let Coach Johnson know that he was definitely interested in him, but Coach Johnson had never taken the hint. Now, there was no hint necessary! Coach Johnson was now in his ass, and as Coach Jimmy pushed his own ass back toward Coach Johnson, he knew he was getting all of Coach Johnson's dick, and it felt good up in his ass! Damn good!
Shawn and Skippy were in their normal and usual fucking mode. Nothing unusual, they had been fucking each other for enough time now, that they rather new what to expect from the other person.
"Hey, what in the hell is going on in here? What in the hell is happening here?"
All four men immediately were shocked back into reality. All four men snapped their heads and looked at the man standing in the doorway. The surprise guard, once again asked. "What in the hell is going on in here?"
Coach Jimmy was dumb struck, he could not talk. Coach Johnson could only say stuff like-"Uhhhhhhhhh".
Finally Coach Johnson said. "Hey, Kirk. We are just having some fun. OK? No harm done! We are all in agreement that we're doing what we all want to do? Nobody is being forced into doing anything! Understand man? No harm done. How did you know we were in here?"
Kirk, the night time security guard, responded. "Well, a few minutes ago, I saw a light come out from under the outer door, and then it went off, but nobody came out of the room. So I came down by the door and listened. At first I didn't hear anything, but then I heard some low groaning. Then I thought I heard somebody kind of say something, but I could not hear for sure what it was. I did think it was something like, 'Deeper man, oh, yea, please deeper man'. Now I guess I'm pretty sure that is what was said."
Kirk was not the rather normal, fat, belly over the belt part time night security guard. This was Kirk's second job, a part time job, and during the daytime hours was on a construction crew. He had been on the security job long enough though to know who the coaches were. He did not know the students.
Although Coach Johnson was still plugged into Coach Jimmy's ass, and Skipper was still on top of Shawn, Kirk then asked. "Well men! Shit, men! What in the hell am I going to do now? Shit man! When I took this job, I sure never thought that I've have to do anything like turn in coaches for having sexual action with students here on campus! I thought I was here to make sure nobody broke into the building and stole stuff. Shit man! According to the rules, I have to call the headquarters and get one of the big boys out here. Shit man! Damn it coaches, I don't want to have to do this! Why are you guys doing this in here while I am here? Does this go on often in here? Does this go on, and just nobody told me to ignore it and walk the other way? Man! I've got to do something about this, or I could loose my job! Shit man! This is really putting me in a bad spot! Man, I can't just walk away and act like nothing ever happened. Shit man! I could loose my job, and I really like this job and I need the money. Shit man! Damn coach, I wish you had told me to just stay out of the basement tonight. I could have stayed away and then never really known anything was going on down here!"
Looking at his shirt tag, Skipper looked at Kirk and asked, "Officer Kirk, which captain do you work under?"
"Kirk looked at him, Skipper, still laying on top of Shawn, as though nothing was happening, and replied, "Captain Campbell, why?"
Skipper then asked Kirk to get ahold of Captain Campbell on his walkie talkie and let him talk to him. He told him to tell Captain Campbell that 'Skippy the wrestler' boy would like to talk to him.
"Does he know you, or something?" Kirk asked.
"Yea, he does, and I'd like to talk to him for a minute. In the other room though!"
Kirk made contact with Captain Campbell and explained that a guy by the nick name of 'Skippy the wrestler' wanted to talk to him. Kirk then handed the walkie talkie to Skipper and said. "He said OK. He'll talk to you."
Skippy then took the walkie talkie and went into the other room. The remaining three sex partners and the security guard stood, or laid, where they were and individually wondered just what was happening.
Skippy then returned to the room and while handing the phone to Kirk told him, "Captain Campbell wants to talk to you."
Kirk took the walkie talkie. The four sex playmates then heard him say. "Yea, OK. Yea. Yes, I understand! No-just the four of them. Yea in the athletic club room. Yea where they get rub downs and that kind of stuff. No, I don't know who they are. Yea, I do know them. OK. You mean, like now? OK, I'll be there in about five minutes."
After that reply to the Captain, Kirk then put his walkie talkie on his belt and turned to leave. "Gentlemen, I have not been here, I did not talk to any of you. I never saw anybody in the basement tonight! Understand? Please find another place in the future. When you leave, do please make sure everything is all locked up tightly, and all of the lights are off. I will see you later. Enjoy!"
Security guard Kirk then left the room. Three of the room individuals stood there in complete shock. They then turned to Skippy and stared at him as if he was magic.
"What in the hell did you do? What did you talk to that Captain about?" Shawn anxiously asked.
Skippy shrugged his shoulders and simply said. "Payback time! Remember a few months ago when the University paper reported that a University big shot, was caught, the night before, way out in the back parking lot, doing something to a student, but nobody could find out who the student was, nor could they find out exactly what had happened, out there? Well, I had been told to keep my mouth shut, and tonight I simply asked for payback! We got it! I kept my mouth shut, now they are going to keep their mouth shut! Officer Kirk never saw anything! And he never talked to anybody! OK? Understand, men? Kirk was never here! We were never here! But----when we do get done, whatever time that might happen to be, we did promise to lock up securely. OK?