2 comments/ 80338 views/ 24 favorites Learning from coach By: bacardi12345 I can say this true story started harmlessly enough. I was a young up and coming 18-year-old swimmer and between training and school, didn't have much time for anything else. I enjoyed girls, and they enjoyed me but the training and school took its toll on my social life. At the time, one of my coaches, Mike, lived in this great condo complex near the pool. He was about 20 years older but still in quite good shape. Strong arms. Big chest. Although he was now a little heavy, he was very powerful looking. Mike sort of took me under his wing and knowing I was having some troubles at home always let me crash on his couch or have a meal or two there. He always offered to give me "massages" but I never took him up on it. Being young and naive, I never suspected anything. One after a really rough day of training, I went home and got into a huge fight with my folks and ended up running out of the house pissed off and angry. After a couple hours wandering around in the cold, I ended up ringing Mike's doorbell to see if I could crash there. When he opened the door he was wearing a towel holding a beer. I told him my story and he let me in. I walked into his condo and on the TV was porn with 3 guys standing around this really young guy on his knees. They were taking turns making him suck their cocks. I was kind of shocked as I had never seen anything like it before, but I didn't look away. Mike noticed and asked if I liked it, to which I replied that I didn't know. Was standing there, freezing cold watching the hottest thing I had ever seen. I turned away, but he left it playing. He asked if I wanted him to turn it off, but I told him that he was the boss so it was up to him. I remember I saw a little grin on his face. I saw that the young guy on his knees was taking a big inhale from something in a little bottle and I asked Mike what it was. "Poppers." he said, and left it at that. Mike took my coat off and made me a really strong rum and tea to warm me up. It was more rum than tea, but it worked. Seeing I was still cold, he suggested we go have a steam. It was late but it was always on. As we sat in the steam, I had my towel wrapped around me, sitting on the lower tier. Mike was seated on the upper one. Between the drink and the steam I was really relaxing. Mike moved over and sat behind me. He started massaging my shoulders. His huge strong hands covering me. By now I was totally covered and dripping with sweat. Feeling no resistance, he continued. He massaged my shoulders, along my arms, down my back. It felt so good I melted. He then started massaging down my chest, gently pinching my nipples as he did. I felt my cock suddenly jump. He grabbed my neck with one hand, pulling my head back and massaging the front of my neck. I could feel his hard cock touching the back of my head. I pretended not to notice. His other hand continued to massage my chest, and continued down my flat stomach. I could feel that my cock was now fully erect lifting the towel off my lap, but was embarrassed. He was my coach after all. He slid his hand up again and pinched my nipples harder. I let out a little gasp and I thought I heard him chuckle. He looked down at me and said "Does Boy like that? Your cock looks rock hard. Boy must like it." I didn't say a word. He suddenly grabbed my cock and my hair looking into my eye "I asked If BOY liked it?" I stuttered out "Y-Yes sir." He pulled off my towel and started to stroke my cock, the sweat making everything so slippery. I pushed his hand way and he grabbed my hair, pulling my head back. "I guess Boy wants to please Sir first," he growled into my ear. With his strong hand in my hair, he made me turn around so that I was now on my knees facing him seated on the upper tier. His huge, thick cock inches from my face. "Stroke it, BOY," he ordered. I took his cock in my hand, stroking it slowly, the sweat making it slick. "Did BOY like the show in TV? Did BOY like watching that boy forced to suck cock?" "Yes sir" I said without thinking. "BOY asked me what the slut was sniffing. Do you want to know?" "Yes sir." From beside him he produced a small brown bottle. He opened it as I continued to stroke his hard cock, loving the feel of it in my hand. He opened it and placed it under my nostril, squeezing the other one closed. "Inhale, Slut. Deeply." I did as ordered, taking it deeply. Then suddenly the poppers hit me. My entire body became limp. I opened my mouth to take a breath. Suddenly he said "Suck it Slut." Without warning me pushed my mouth down onto his huge cock. I took it in as far as I could and started to gag, but he didn't seem to care. He fucked my mouth, and the rougher he was, the more excited I got. I sucked and licked his cock as ordered. The drool dripping off my face. He fucked my mouth, using me for his pleasure. It seemed to last forever. He reached down and pinched my nipples...hard. And I loved it. As I moaned, I felt his cock start to swell even more in my mouth. He opened the poppers and made me take another huge inhale. As I started to sway, he told me to kneel on the floor and stroke my cock. I fell to the floor, cock in hand and I looked up to see him standing in front of me, stroking his cock. "I'm going to cum, SLUT" and he stroked his cock harder and exploded on me, his cum hitting my face and chest, dripping off my chin. I was so excited as I stroked my cock I begged "Please may I cum Sir?" He looked down at me, watched me stroke for a moment and told me to lie on my back, which I did without hesitation. He told me to lift my ass up and cum. When I exploded, my cum also landed on my face and chest. He reached down and rubbed it all together over my body. He lifted me up and walked me to the shower. He cleaned my body from head to toe before taking me back to the apartment, where the story continued....... Learning from Coach....Again I was exhausted. Spent. Confused. I had never experienced anything so overtly sexual in my life. I had never been used as nothing more than to satisfy another person, let alone another man. Mark and I walked into his condo and he directed me to the shower without saying a word. He turned on the hot water and directed me in. "I want you clean," he said. "Completely." Slapping my ass as he walked out of the room. I felt my body shudder as I was unsure exactly what he meant, but through the alcohol-clouded thought process, I guessed at what he was thinking. I started to wash myself from head to toe, taking extra time washing my cock and ass. As I did so, Mark walked into the room and placed another drink, this time cold, at the door of the shower and then walked back out. As I opened the door to pick up the glass, I thought I could hear him talking to someone, but no one replied. I assumed he was talking on the phone but I could not completely understand the conversation. I took a big gulp of the cool drink, only to have my throat burn from the stiffness of the liquor in it. I returned to the shower and continued to clean myself more than I ever had before. Eventually I exited the shower and wrapped a towel around my thin waist and walked into the living room. I was surprised to see another man in the room seated on the couch talking to Mark. "Kevin," Mark said, "This is David. He is a friend of mine and therefore a friend of yours. Do you understand?" "Um, yes sir," I replied, suddenly feeling uncomfortable. David was about the same height as Mark, but not as solid. His build appeared to be more that of a runner, with short graying hair and blue eyes that seemed to be looking me over from head to toe, then back again. He was wearing a tank top and shorts and I could see that he was fit like an Olympic runner. I walked over and shook David's hand. He held it tight for a moment and looking me over again said to Mark, "Yes, he will do nicely, I think." With that he let go of my hand. "Say thank you, Boy, " Mark, said, and I nodded to David. "T-thank you, Sir," although, I was unsure as to what I was thanking him for. I noticed that there was what appeared to be a massage table in the middle of the room. Before I could ask Mark ordered "On the table. Face down." I do so without question. Face in the padded donut for the head staring at the floor. Someone pulled off my towel and I heard the stranger, David, growl "Oh yes. Very nice." Mark told me to lift my head and when I did he wrapped a blindfold around my eyes. I felt a hand slap my ass hard. I then felt something warm being poured onto my back, ass and legs, followed by what seemed to be a dozen strong hands all over my body. I was in ecstasy as my body was worked and kneaded by these strong hands. I felt someone's hands rubbing my ass, sliding between my cheeks. As good as if felt I was suddenly afraid of what was about to happen and I clenched my cheeks tight. I felt the hands move away and down my legs. "Does it feel good, Boy?" I heard Mark ask. "Yes, Sir. Very much, thank you." I moaned. Mark came to the head of the table and removed the donut that held my head. I let my head hang from the end of the table when he placed the little bottle under my nose again. "Inhale deeply, Boy," Mark said, and I followed his direction. I breathed in as deeply as I could, and was rewarded by an amazing euphoria throughout my whole body. I took another inhale and held it in. Mark then lifted my head slightly and I saw his cock directly in front of my face. I felt him grab my hair as he pushed his huge cock into my mouth. I sucked and licked as best I could, the poppers overwhelming me, his cock pushing against my throat. Gagging me. Raping my mouth. I was suddenly aware of my ass being spread apart and I felt the tongue of David licking my hole. Sliding into it. Instead of pulling away, I spread my legs apart, allowing all the access he wanted. As I relaxed further I felt something sliding into my ass. Slowly. Stretching. Filling me. I expected it to hurt, but was amazed at how turned on I was getting. Mark fucked my mouth as David stretched my ass. It hurt a little, but it felt so good. More poppers again took hold of my body, my resistance wilting away. I expected David to fuck my ass with what I now realized was some kind of toy. I thought it would pull it out but I realized that David was no longer at my ass but standing next to Mark, the dildo held deep in me by my tightness. His hard cock not quite as long but just as thick as Marks. I felt Mark tighten his grip of my hair as he pulled my mouth off his cock, and pushed my mouth suddenly down on the cock of David. I loved being used by them. I gagged as they took turns fucking my mouth. Making me take their cocks deeper and deeper into my throat. They slapped me in across the face with their cocks. Calling me their "little slut" and "pussy boy." I loved it. Marks ordered me to get up onto my knees and I did as told. The blindfold was pulled off my face. "Don't let that fall out of your ass, Boy," Mark ordered. Squeezing my ass so as not to lose the toy filing me, I kneeled on the table. My head hanging off the end the end of the table while my ass was high in the air. "Mmmmmmmm. that's a pretty picture," I heard David say. And with that I saw the flash. "We will enjoy these later, Slut," Mark growled at me. I felt David take my left hand and tie it to the leg of the table. He then did the same with the right. He then placed a metal bar between my knees and used leather straps to secure it to them. Now I was completely unable to move. The ties on my wrists held my upper body down, while the bar held my knees spread. Mark again moved in front of me and roughly fucked my mouth and I was able to see out of the corner of my eye David filming the whole thing. I wanted to protest, but my body gave me away. I was sucking Marks cock as well as I could. My cock was rock hard and my ass was squeezing the plug that was still filling it. I again smelled the familiar aroma of the poppers as the bottle was pushed under my nose. I took a long deep pull on it and held it. As I took the second inhale, I felt the plug slowly pulled from my ass. Once it was out I felt empty. I wanted to beg for it to be put back, but Mark was still fucking my mouth. I was euphoric. One more hit of poppers and I heard David say, "I think he is ready." "Ready for what?" I thought. At that moment I felt David on the table behind me, his knees between mine. Mark told me to take one more hit of poppers and as I did I felt something pushing against my ass. For a moment I tried to resist but I heard David say, "Take it, Slut. You know you want my cock." With that he slid his lubed cock into my ass. Stretching my ass. I moaned. Begged. I wanted to please my masters. He started slow. "Holy fuck," David said. "What a perfect ass." He reached down and stroked my cock. I almost came right then. Mark pulled his cock out of my mouth. The strings of drool dripping from my mouth as he did. "Boy like being used?" he said. "Yes, yes sir. Please don't stop," I begged. David pushed in deeper, filling my virgin hole. Holding it deep then pulling out again. I was not getting fucked from both ends. Wanting. Begging. Craving. Willing to do anything to please my Masters. Mark roughly pulled his cock from my mouth and was immediately gone from my view. I felt David pull out from my ass and heard Mark say "I have wanted this for a long time, Boy." With that I felt his huge cock push against my hole. He was so much thicker than David. His huge cock stretched my ass more that I could have imagined. As He slowly pushed into me, I felt a hot mouth around my cock. David was deep throating me as I was being fucked. I was in heaven. This went on forever, but not nearly long enough. I heard Mark say "I'm gonna shoot soon. Where shall we cum, Dave?" "On his face. I want to see how much of a whore he is." My restraints were loosened as were the ones holding my knees to the bar. "On the floor, Slut," I was ordered. I immediately kneeled on the floor in front of my Masters. "You may stroke your cock, Boy," Mark said as they moved in front of me. I was in heaven as I watched Mark and David stroking their huge cocks inches from my face. "Make sure you put on a good show for the camera, Slut, David said, motioning to the camera on the stand taking it all in. They stroked their cocks as they stared down at me. My own hard cock in my fist as I prepared for what was coming. David was first. His cum sprayed across my face and hair. Dripping from my chin. I came as he finished, splashing on my stomach. Mark suddenly grabbed my hair hard and pulled my head back. "Open you mouth, Slut," which I did so without thinking. As I did Mark grunted loudly and as he stroked with his right hand, shot a huge wad of cum into my mouth and he then suddenly stuffed his huge cock into my mouth. Unable to fight back, I swallowed all of his cum as he roughly fucked my mouth, grunting with each wad. Once he was done, I almost collapsed in exhaustion. Mark slapped his softening cock across my face saying "Good boy," as he did. I was dripping with cum. My face, chest and stomach were coated with both David and my own. "To the shower, Boy," Mark ordered me. "You don't want to miss watching your first video." I lifted myself off the floor. I was achy, sore, used, and happier than I had ever been. I was already dreaming of my next lesson.