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The New Coach

By: DetailedRPer



Tyler was a senior player on his school's tennis team. He has been the leader and all-time best player even as a freshman. This year is different though, he is getting a new coach. He hasn't heard much of the coach just knows that the team is just going to be different.

The first day of practice doesn't seem to have as much of effect on Tyler like it used to. He is used to being the first one out there now. Warming up a little by himself, getting ready to play for the first time in a while. The coach actually hasn't shown up yet but Tyler really isn't surprised.

More players start to show up most of them new since last year the team was full of seniors. Tyler greets all of them and then they all notice a lady walking up to the tennis courts. They all kind of stare at her for a while taking in her beauty even though she wasn't dressed up for the occasion.

She comes up to the team and smiles, her lips spreading out and her teeth showing nice and white. "Hello team my name is Coach Smith." She looks around and takes in all the faces of the team.

Tyler steps up and look at her, "My name is Tyler. I am the only senior out here and will be your captain of the team" sounding a bit arrogant as he says it.

She smiles "Well that's nice." As she turns away from him looking at the rest of the team, "Let's start practice."

The team listens to her and follows all her directions. She directs them during drills and gets on all of them even Tyler. She wants to make sure the whole team knows that she is here and this will become her team rather they like it or not. This goes on for the next couple weeks before their first match against one of their rival teams. This is such a big game that it is played on a Saturday on a neutral court.

The team takes the bus there and as usually Tyler sits in the front next to the coach, well across the walkway. He leans over to her and say "Have you scouted this team?"

She turns and smiles at him. She is in one of her tennis outfits like she is going to play. It is a bit warm but Tyler didn't expect to see her like this. She is in a revealing tank top which shows off her nice supple breast which bounce a bit when the bus hits a bump. They are a nice full C cup and with that much cleavage showing Tyler can't help but stare. She is also in a shorter skirt than she comes to practice in which shows off more of her long smooth legs. She responds back to Tyler "Not really. Are they tough?"

"Not really, we normally stomp them winning every match but they are tough wins." He looks at the back of the bus and then back at her "But with the freshman on the team it could be harder this year."

She winks at him "We will be alright, I believe in y'all"

Tyler kind of turns a bit red as she winks but she doesn't notice. She has already turned to face forward. Tyler takes the opportunity and stares at her bouncing breast as they finish the ride to the courts.

It is around 4 in the afternoon when they get there. They wanted to play a little later in the day because there was predicted rain earlier that day. The storm weather has already come and gone just a little wind remains for the match.

They send the single players out on the court to start off the match and just like always all the matches are pretty close. Coach Smith is walking around looking a bit nervous as she watches the matches wanting to win her first one with the team.

She constantly calls over a player in between games and gives them pointers on where to hit the ball and where the other player seems to be weak. Every now and then the wind would pick up and some of the guys on both teams caught a glimpse of Coach Smith's black form fitting underwear. They don't have time to catch much as the wind dies back down but they got all they really needed.

She didn't try to cover herself when the wind blew she had to know what was going on. Maybe she was using it as a strategy against the other team to distract them. What she didn't account for was that she was distracted both her team and the other.

She comes over to Tyler and calls him over "Look you need to get up to the net more. He isn't very good when you come up to the net. I know you aren't to comfy up there but I know you have it in you." As she is talking the wind picks up and lifts her skirt up. Tyler has he head down, a little out of breath from running around, and he see her skirt rising up. Getting a nice view of the front of her panties he feels a stir inside his shorts. He quickly looks up knowing he can't get a hard on in a middle of a match.

He smiles "Yes ma'am." He nods at her a little, "I understand what you want."

She looks into his eyes "Good and call me Coach Smith. Ma'am makes me feel old."

"Yes, Coach."

Tyler steps back on the court not really able to get the picture of his coach's nice front side out of his mind. Her black panties tight against her and the more he thinks about it he feels like he noticed a nice little mound and feels like he could see her panties separating and showing off her lips also.

The more he tries to get his head back in the game the more her panties come up in his head. He slips down in the match losing a couple games before he finally snaps out of it. He comes back and wins the match and he is the last to come off the court before they start the double matches.

The sun is starting to go down and the lights for the courts start to come on. They have done some practicing under the lights at night so they were a bit used to it. She looks at the team when Tyler gets there and says, "Y'all are lucky we are even leading this match. You guys are not playing like I have been coaching. Need to pick up the pace and play some tennis, we need to win at least one of these finally three matches."

The guys pick up their heads and look into her eyes as she is talking. Soon all of them get the view I got of her front side when the wind blows again. We all seem to gulp in unison when the skirt falls back down and we look back up at her 

hoping none of us got caught.

"Now let's Go!" she yells at the team and the double teams get off the bench and head towards the courts meeting up with the other team to get the pairing right.

Tyler is on the bench has he doesn't play well in doubles. He has to sit and watch the team hoping that they can win at least one. All the matches are very close like they normally are. The coach for both teams now walking around and looking nervous.

The first match ended with the other team winning adding more pressure on Coach Smith. She was pacing a bit more but Tyler couldn't understand why. One of our doubles team was up a couple games and only needed one more to win. Tyler gets up and walks over to his coach "You alright?"

She looks at him, "Yes I am fine Tyler" but he could hear the nervous and a bit frustrated tone in her voice.

The last two matches ended up in a split but overall they won the match. She wasn't too happy with the win but she took it. A win is a win most people would say. They all climbed back onto the dark bus a little bit excited to be going home with a win. Tyler sat down in his normal seat as the coach climbs on the bus.

She is standing at the front and looks over the players. "Good win today guys but we still have a lot of work to do. That shouldn't have been as close as it was."

From the back Tyler heard someone say, "Would have been better if we weren't so distracted." It was low and hard to hear so Tyler wasn't sure if the coach heard it or not. She sat down either ignoring it or really didn't hear it at all.

The bus driver cranks up the bus and pulls away. The lights were shut off and hardly anything was visible. The back of the bus starts to become louder as Tyler leans over, "What do we need to work on?"

The coach turns but you couldn't tell, "Just some things like closing out the match and working on our weaknesses."

It is hard to hear her so Tyler moves over in her seat. "What did you say?"

"Just some things that's all," she feels him move over but doesn't say anything. She turns completely around and gets on her knees facing the back of the bus "Quiet down back there." The moon, full that night, peaks out from under some clouds that still remand from the storm earlier that day. Tyler could see her little ass sticking out a bit as the moon shined off the skirt. He gulped a bit as she turned back around the moon disappearing again.

"Where were we?" She asks him when she sits back down.

"We were talking about what we needed to work on. Maybe you can give me some hints to what I personally need to work on?" He feels a bit of a stir as the image of her panties and now her round little ass pop into his head.

"Well you personally need to work a lot more of your form and strokes from the net," the back of the bus picking the noise up again steadily almost like a challenge to see if she will tell them to quiet down again.

"Well we already knew that, you know I am weaker at the net." He smiles at her but she is midway through getting back on her knees again. The moon comes out and shines on her ass under her skirt and Tyler can feel himself now growing harder under his shorts.

The bus driver sees in the mirror what is happening and that Tyler is staring the Coach Smith's ass. He smiles and knows exactly what is going through his head. The bus driver checks his mirrors and then quickly turns the bus sharp. The unexpected cut makes the coach lift up on one knee and Tyler slides right under her.

She comes back down on her knee but doesn't feel Tyler under her at all. If she was naked her pussy would be right in front of Tyler's face. Tyler gulps not really sure what to do and a little bit nervous he will get caught. He knows she is going to sit right down on him. He has never been in this position before.

She is yelling at the back of the bus still trying to get them to quiet down and Tyler knows any minute she is going to sit right down on his lap. His devilish mind takes control and he might as well take advantage of what is about to happen.

He slowly pulls out his massive dick which is rock hard from the image of her panties and her ass in his head and the image of what is going to happen next. The Coach finally starts to come back down and sit right on Tyler's lap. She is surprised and says "What are you doing?"

Before she has time to notice Tyler has his hands up her skirt and moves her panties to the side and she feels his throbbing rod against her pussy lips. She lets out a low moan and then whispers "Tyler, stop this right now."

She moves her hands down his chest going towards their privates to cover her womanhood back up. Tyler has felt the promise land and doesn't want this to end. He grabs her hips and positions his dick between her lips. She lifts up a bit on her knees to stop what is about to happen.

"Tyler this can't happen I am stopping this now." She is looking over him a bit as he pushed up with her to keep his dick close to her. The bus driver slams on the break sending both of them forward into the cushion in front of them. The force of them hitting it sends Tyler's dick deep inside Coach Smith's pussy.

"Oh god" she softly moans from the filling of being stuffed between her legs. Tyler smiles as his Coach's hips are caught between him and the seat in front of them.

Tyler starts to slide back and she starts to lift off his dick when the bus driver slams on the breaks again forcing them back together and sending Tyler back deep into his Coach.

"Fuck" Tyler moans to himself, her pussy now starting to moisten and warm up around his dick.

Tyler starts to rotate his hips some into his coach as her pussy grips and tightens over his dick acting on its own. She put her hands on his shoulders moaning softly as she whispers "Tyler this has to stoooop."

He pulls her back on the seat gripping into her hips as he thrust up into her a bit. She moans a bit more and then starts to softly ride on him leaning in. "God you have a huge dick Tyler," she whispers in his ear. "Don't stop."

"Yes ma'am," he replies and grins.

She leans over and whispers, "Don't call me that." She grinds harder down on him as he is impaling her with his massive member. The moons shines out from behind the clouds and all the guys that listened to her now is getting the view of her bouncing up and down in her seat her hair a mess and then can see the pleasure on her face.

They nudge the guys that are beside them but before half the team got a good look the moon is hidden again. The guys that didn't see don't believe the other guys at all. One of them gets up the nerve to go up front to see if they can get a better view.

When he gets to the front of the bus he can see the figure bouncing up and down and then notices a figure under her. He smiles as he knows what is going on now.

He goes back to the back of the bus and tells all the other guys that someone is fucking the coach.

While this is going on Tyler slides his hands up under his coach's skirt and grips into her ass, spanking her every now and then. She lifts off him and moans "Take my panties off Tyler they are in the way." He does as instructed and tosses her panties to his seat as she settles back down on top of him and starts to ride again.

He moans and pushes back her hair and moans in her ear "Coach Smith I am about to cum."

This ignites something inside her and she begins to bounce even harder than earlier "Cum for my Tyler" she practically yells lost in the moment and then the whole team knows exactly what is going on.

She doesn't stop and his thrust subside a little as she feels his warm seed shooting deep into her. She keeps riding milking his cock for all it is worth. He slowly starts to deflate a bit after coming inside her and she gets off him.

A couple players have come to the front just in time. Tyler slowly crawls back into his seat and Coach Smith kind of collapse back in her seat even though she is desperate for more. One of the players sits next to her and starts to massage her thigh softly.

She smiles and sinks down a bit trying to get his hand further up her thigh inviting it a bit. The player is Greg and he doesn't waste time. His hand slides up her thigh and feels are dripping pussy, some of Tyler some of her. He slides a finger deep inside her easily and starts to explore inside her.

She looks over at him but she couldn't tell who exactly it was, and says "You better get two fingers inside me now." The player doesn't hesitate and instantly shoves another inside her and forces her into a moan.

The other player slides into the seat behind them and reaches over her and slides his hands under her tank top. He starts to massage her breast which he notices she isn't wearing a bra. He feels her nipples harder under his palms as his hands rotate counterclockwise to clockwise. 

Coach Smith throws her head back and moans softly right in John's face. Her hips rotating and thrusting gently on Greg's fingers as her breast are in good company of John's hands.

John grows in his shorts and then leans down and starts to suck on his coach's neck. Sucking harder than she expected but she moans, reaches up and starts to play in his hair in approval.

Coach Smith's sensations are going crazy. She has never had two guys play with her before this evening. She keeps her head back but reaches her free hand for Greg. She finds his hard rod still inside his shorts and starts to massage it.

Greg groans slightly and quickens his pace inside her. She grips and tugs harder on him as he grows even more. She pulls John off her neck and looks over and Greg.

"Take it out" as she removes her hand from Greg's dick. She looks back and John "Get over that sit and get behind me." She let's go of his hair.

Nothing to do with her hands now she has to quickly get them active again. She gets up on her knees and pushes Greg in the seat across the walkway. Before Greg can start to get his shorts off she already has them pulled down to his ankles. On all fours she licks the tip of his dick softly just to see the reaction.

His dick quickly pulses as her tongue touches it. She smiles and looks up at him. "Ever have a girl suck you off Greg?"

He looks down at her and shakes his head. She gives him a devilish smile and licks his dick again.

She leans up and looks over at John who is still in his original seat. "Why aren't you behind me John?"

He is staring at what she is doing to Greg and then snaps out of it. He hops over the seat getting behind her. She reaches behind herself and pulls his shorts and boxers down. "Put it inside me John" as she turns her torso puts a hand on his cheek and then kisses him.

She pulls away from him and goes back down on all fours. Reaching one hand behind her legs shes rubs her own slit and then grabs John's hard dick. She guilds him to her pussy and slowly makes him enter her as she sits back on his dick some. She groans softly before she starts to take Greg back into her mouth.

She is in heaven or at least that is what she believes this is for now. She keeps sucking on Greg's stick softly enough to keep him moaning and groaning but not enough to get him to cum. Taking his dick slowly in and out of her mouth making a soft pop noise as she comes off it before she dips back down on it.

Greg throws his head back in pure enjoyment having a lady have her moist lips wrapped around his dick. He goes to put his hand in her hair and grip it. As soon as he starts to curl his fingers into her hair she reaches up and takes it out.

She looks up at him "Enjoy it, don't take control." She gives him a devilish smile and goes back to sucking his dick but now slowly making him suffer a bit. He groans out in enjoyment and frustration. He wants so bad to force her to go faster but doesn't want to upset her and get everything taken away from him.

He lays back again enjoying what he is getting. She pops off his dick once again and then leans down further and starts to suck on his balls softly. This is new for him and he bolts up and moans out loudly. "Fuck Coach Smith," he grabs her hair and pulls her head up and start to shoot all over her face.

She moans and quickly takes his dick in her mouth to makes sure no more gets out. She sucks and swallows hard taking every drop of him down her throat. She feels like it will never stop, him pumping his seed into her mouth. It is more than she has ever had before but she manages to keep it inside her. She leans up and looking into his eyes, opens her mouth to show him how much cum she has inside. She then proceeds to close her mouth and swallow eating every bit of his cum. Then she opens again and sticks her tongue out.

"That was a lot of cum there babe," as she leans into him and kissing him. "First time?" she asks. Greg nods and she bites her bottom lip. "Get back to the back of the bus."

Greg gets up and heads back as she watches him. She turns her torso and looks back at John. "How you like my pussy babe?" staring into his eyes.

"Go..go...good" he says between moans, this whole time he has been watching her suck on Greg he has been going every so slowly inside her pussy not sure exactly what to do.

She grins, "You're a newbie too aren't you?" as she kisses him.

"Yeesss ma'am" he answers.

She gives him a little smile, "Grab a hold of the seats and don't make a move." She sits back on him forcing his dick all the way inside her. He is little smaller than Tyler so she isn't as filled.

John moans a bit and grips into the top of each seat and holds his ground as she sits back on him. Before he knows it he has his coach's ass bouncing right there in from of him. She is gyrating her hips against him moving his dick inside her in ways he never thought possible.

He is moaning louder and breathing heavier as he grips tighter into the seats. His coach goes even faster now just bouncing her ass on and off his dick. John looks down and groans, "I feel like I am about to cum." 


The New Coach



It had been a great summer so far. I had found a full time job with a construction crew, mostly doing framing, but also a lot of other tasks associated with building houses. I really liked my work, and I was making decent money. My boss was also a huge football fan, and he was willing to let me keep working after I began football practice the following week. We would be practicing twice a day, from 6:00am to 9:00am, and then again from 5:00pm to 8:00pm. My boss told me to show up after the morning practice and he would cut me loose early enough to make it to evening practice. 

I was also having plenty of great sex. After two and half years of dating with nothing more than dry humping and the occasional feel of her breasts through her clothes, my girlfriend had really gotten wild since she graduated. She was a year older than me and whatever had changed, I was the lucky recipient. On the first day of summer break, she had stripped down to her panties in my little apartment and we had thoroughly explored each other. Every day that week we went a little further, and on the first Saturday night of summer break, we finally had sex. It was as amazing as I knew it would be. 

I was not a virgin, and had been cheating on her almost since she had told me she was saving herself for when we got married. I was fortunate enough to have a few go-to girls who were willing to have sex and take care of the blue balls I always had when I left my girlfriend's house.

I was also having regular sex with my best friend, Jeff. He and I had been lovers for three years, but we hadn't seen much of each other during the past year. We had been hooking up at least twice a week since the start of summer and while he still suffered from occasional pangs of guilt about our homosexual affair, I was enjoying him tremendously.

On the last Friday before two-a-days began, I left work just after 7:00pm. I was meeting my girlfriend later for a late movie and more sex and had a semi-erection just thinking about her fantastic body. I was driving up the Interstate when I noticed the sign for the rest area.

I had driven past this particular rest area every day for the past two weeks. It had a notorious reputation as a spot where gay males cruised. I had often thought about stopping, but never did. That night as I drew closer to the exit, I put on my turn signal and exited the highway. The sun was just going down and the lights in the rest area were already on. There were a lot of big rigs parked in the trucker's area, and a lot of cars in the car parking area.

I parked and walked toward the small building that held the bathrooms and the vending machines, and of course the big map of North Carolina. I entered the bathroom and went into a stall, not quite knowing what the protocol was. It was still relatively early and I imagined if all the stories I'd heard were true, the place would be standing room only later on. 

Inside the stall there was tons of graffiti, mostly gay related. There was also a hole in each wall of the stall, which I later learned was called a glory hole. I sat down and looked through the hole on my right to see an empty stall. Through the hole on my left I observed a man with his pants down masturbating. I found that to be extremely erotic and watched for a few moments before lowering my jeans and boxers and doing the same. I heard the stall door on my right open and close, and soon thereafter the sound of a zipper being pulled down.

I looked over to my right and observed a hand pass in front of the glory hole, a motion that was repeated a couple more times over the next few minutes. I also learned later that it was a signal to insert my cock through the glory hole so the guy in the next stall could pleasure me, usually orally. Since I was not aware, the hand motions soon stopped.

The guy in the stall on my left was now down on his knees facing the opposite wall of his stall. I assumed he was looking through the glory hole on that side. I had a great view of his hairy ass, and I found it very exciting to stroke my cock while looking at his backside. I heard a rustling sound to my right and glanced back over just in time to see a huge cock slide through the glory hole. I was surprised and excited. 

Everything I'd heard about this place was turning out to be accurate, and I knew I was expected to either stroke or suck the huge cock that was now slowly sliding in and out of the glory hole. I tentatively reached out with my hand and wrapped it around the shaft, and I could see his shoes under the bottom wall of the stall. He stood still as soon as I grabbed him, and heard him sigh as I gave his cock a slow stroke.

My gay best friend had a very large cock, but this one was even bigger. I estimated that it was about nine inches long, and very thick. I moved forward on the toilet seat for a closer look, and it looked so inviting that I stuck out my tongue and licked the tip. It smelled and tasted amazing. I used my tongue to lubricate his cock, licking every inch of it, occasionally licking his delicious pre-cum off the tip. I found the whole experience to be hugely exciting, and my own cock was dripping pre-cum.

After I had his cock well-lubed, I began stroking his hard shaft and opened my mouth wide and took the head of his cock into my mouth. He eased forward and his cock was soon pressed against the back of my mouth. I desperately wanted to take more of it, but he was just too big. I began moving my mouth up and down on his cock at the same time I stroked his shaft and heard him moan with pleasure. With my left hand, I stroked my own cock.

I don't know how long I sucked that monster cock, but soon the man on the other end of it was thrusting his hips against the wall of the stall as I blew him. A short time after that and his warm cum was splashing into my mouth. I was surprised but managed to swallow most of it and only a little leaked out of each side of my mouth around his cock. When he finished spurting, I licked him clean and then he pulled his cock back through the glory hole. I heard him adjusting his clothes and a few seconds later heard the stall door open and close. I heard someone say, "That guy gives great head," and then the stall door on my right opened and closed again.

I had looked back over to the glory hole on the left and almost got poked in the eye by another cock as it eased through onto my side of the wall. I didn't know if it was the same guy I'd seen in there before, but I was soon lubricating his cock with my saliva. This one was much smaller, but still tasted great. I sucked him until he also came in my mouth. I looked back to my right and another cock was waiting there for me.

"Wow," I thought to myself, "I could do this all night." I checked my watch and realized that I was going to be late meeting my girlfriend no matter what, so I decided to suck one more cock. I began licking the one that was sticking through the glory hole on my right. 

This cock was the most beautiful one I had ever seen. It was long and thick, not as big as the first guy I had sucked, but close. He had blond pubic hair, he was not circumcised, and the head of his long cock was huge. His foreskin was pulled back about halfway down the head. His foreskin was very thin, and he had a lot of veins including some very large ones on both the top and bottom of his cock. Pre-cum glistened from the tip, and I leaned forward and lapped it into my mouth. It was delicious. I was stroking my own cock pretty rapidly as I spit into my hand and lubricated his shaft.

He moaned with pleasure when I took his cock into my mouth. I stroked him as I sucked him, and he came surprisingly quickly, spurting a huge load into my mouth. "Oh, fuck, that feels good!" He cried out as he came. I came almost immediately after he did and made a mess all over the floor and into my boxers.

I licked him clean and he withdrew his cock. I heard him buttoning up and I wanted to see who the owner of that gorgeous cock was so I pulled up my cum-filled boxers and jeans and hurried out soon after he exited his stall. As I walked out I realized there was actually a line for the stalls on both sides of the one I had been in.

I looked around when I exited the bathroom, and saw a tall blond making his way rapidly toward the parked cars. I jogged after him, and when he reached his car, a bright red Corvette, he opened the door and turned toward me. I managed to stop jogging and slow to a normal walk before he saw me and we made eye contact. 

He was a very good looking man. I had of course been looking at men in a much different light since I started having sex with my best friend, but there were very few that I looked at and thought "I'd like to have sex with him." There were exceptions, of course, but for the most part I didn't feel the same sexual attraction to men that I felt to women.

He was tall and blond, with hair cut fairly short, and a dark golden tan. He had broad shoulders, a slim waist, and muscular arms. He was wearing khaki pants, tennis shoes, and a white polo shirt. I thought he was one of the best looking men I had ever seen. I was practically staring at him, and he nodded to me and got in his car. I desperately wanted to talk to him and maybe get his phone number or arrange a future hookup, but before I could muster up the courage he got into his car, closed the door, and started the engine. I stood looking after him as he backed out of the space and then drove off, glancing my way again as he pulled forward.

"Fuck!" I thought to myself. I knew I'd never see him again. His car had California plates and I figured he was on his way back home. I looked back toward the bathroom and thought about going back to see if I could get my own cock sucked, but then I realized my girlfriend would be waiting and she would likely take care of that for me. I walked to my car and hurried home where I took a quick shower, dressed, and headed back out. My girlfriend did indeed suck my cock that night, and we had the best sex we'd had to date.

The next day was Saturday, and once again I worked from about 6:30am until 7:00pm. I decided early in the day that I was going to stop at the Rest Area again on my way home that night, and I was horny all day thinking about it. I hoped I would again get to pleasure someone like the guy from California.

After work I drove quickly to the rest area. My girlfriend wasn't getting off work until midnight and she was going to stop by my place on her way home. I had several hours to explore how things worked at the rest area before I would have to head home.

As I'd done the night before, I went into a stall that had other stalls on either side, and it wasn't long before I was sucking my first cock, an average-sized one that stuck out from amidst a ton of curly black hair. After that I sucked a giant black cock, my first. It smelled and tasted like all the other cocks I'd sucked, and I enjoyed it tremendously. As I started sucking a third cock, the guy on the other side of the wall asked "Want to come out to my truck and get more comfortable?"

I pulled back and said that sounded like a great idea, and we both arranged our clothes and stepped out. I had been enjoying the anonymity of sucking cocks without seeing who their owner was, but I was also interested in maybe trying a little anal sex as well, and figured that couldn't be done through a glory hole. I found out later that it could indeed be done, but I was still somewhat inexperienced.

The truck driver who came out of the stall next to mine was a small man. His cock had been rather large and it seemed odd to me that he was only about 5'6" and weighed, at most, 150 pounds. He had long black hair and a thick beard and mustache. He was wearing jeans, cowboy boots, and a black Harley Davidson t-shirt. We bypassed the lines that had started to form for the stalls and I followed him out to his truck, admiring his slim hips and small butt. My cock was rock hard.

I did think about the risks I was taking. This guy could be a serial killer for all I knew. There was no AIDS epidemic at that time, so there wasn't much chance of catching anything that would kill me. All the potential risks ran through my mind as I followed him, but I discounted all of them and could think only about my gratification.

Once we reached his truck, he opened the driver's side door and climbed in, I followed him, closing the door behind me. When I turned around, I was surprised to see a beautiful woman sitting in the passenger seat. 

"Oh, hello," I said.

"Hi," she responded. "I'm Annie."

Annie was a very beautiful woman, also wearing jeans, a flannel shirt, and cowboy boots. She had smallish breasts, but looked like she had a nice body under her clothes. I was taken aback that the truck driver had bought me back to an occupied truck, and the sexual possibilities began running through my mind. 

"I'm Drew," I replied and shook her outstretched hand. She had a beautiful smile.

"You look surprised to see me," she continued.

"I have to admit," I replied, "that I did not expect to find such a pretty woman in here."

She laughed delightedly. "This one's a winner, Robert. Cute and charming."

I looked at the truck driver, and he was smiling too. Somehow the name Robert seemed like too big a big handle for a truck driver. I would have thought it would be Bob, or Bobbie, or even Joe Bob. 

"I'm sorry we surprised you," Robert said. "Annie and I occasionally ask a young man to join us and we have found that places like this," he waved to indicate the rest area, "attract the kind of men we're looking for."

"Sorry to tell you though," Annie added, "that I only watch. Robert likes to have sex with men, and I like to watch him as he indulges himself occasionally."

I had never heard of anything like this before, and it certainly wasn't one of the possibilities I had considered when I had first seen Annie upon entering the truck. I briefly wondered if I would be able to perform with her watching, but my cock was rock hard and I didn't imagine I would have a problem.

"So now that you know the score," Robert said, "if you want to head back out we won't hold it against you. I'd like you to stay, but I also need to tell you that I am a top man. You can suck my cock and I'll fuck you in the ass if you want, but I don't suck cock or let anyone fuck me. It's up to you if you want to stay under those conditions."

I looked from Robert to Annie, who smiled and mouthed silently "please stay." I had been fully prepared to suck Robert's cock through the glory hole, and I had fully expected to have anal sex with him once he led me to his truck, so his requirement to be the top didn't discourage me. I actually preferred being the bottom when I was with my best friend anyway. I was disappointed that Annie wouldn't be joining in, but I also found it exciting to have her watch.

"I don't have any problem with your conditions," I said, "I'd love to put on a little show for beautiful Miss Annie."

Annie clapped her hands silently and indicated that I should join Robert in the sleeper cab. I hadn't really looked around the interior of the truck when I'd first entered, but now I did. It was fairly spacious and contained a twin sized bed and another foldout bed above that, a small refrigerator, a two-burner electric oven and lots of cabinet space. Robert could stand up straight without touching the roof. I moved between the seats to join him and he was already removing his clothes.

Annie told me to face her while I removed my clothes so I did. I pulled off my shirt, trying to flex my muscles as I did so. I was in great shape due to the construction work and the weight-lifting program I had been on all summer. Annie winked and smiled as she let her eyes rove over my muscular arms and shoulders and well-defined abs.

I removed my work boots and socks, and then slid my jeans and boxers down and stepped out of them. My rock hard cock was dripping pre-cum. Annie told me to wipe it clean and then put my finger in my mouth, and I gladly obliged. Then she told me to join Robert on the bed.

I turned around and Annie said "Nice ass!" I looked at Robert, who had reclined on the bed and was stroking his big cock. It was about eight inches long, thick and uncircumcised, and once again I thought his cock was way out of proportion to the rest of his body, not that I was complaining.

I knelt on the floor between his legs and replaced his hand with my own, gently stroking him before leaning forward and licking the underside of the head of his cock. Annie moved over and settled on the end of the bed so she had a better view of me blowing her man. I found the entire scenario extremely erotic.

I licked the pre-cum off of Robert's cock, and then ran my tongue all around his bulbous head, pulling his foreskin back to lick every bit of his sensitive skin. I then ran my tongue slowly down the underside of his hard shaft until I reached his scrotum. He was hairy, and I loved his clean, musky scent. I licked his scrotum and soon his curly hair glistened with my saliva. I sucked each of his balls into my mouth, and then lifted them out of the way and licked the sensitive skin between his scrotum and asshole, all the while stroking his shaft gently. He moaned with pleasure.

I moved back up to his balls, once again sucking each of them gently, before running the tip of my tongue very slowly up the underside of his cock. When I reached his head, I pulled the foreskin back again and licked more of his pre-cum into my mouth, and then tried to gently work the tip of my tongue into his urethra. He writhed with pleasure. I looked over at Annie and her cheeks were flushed and she was panting slightly. She smiled at me when she noticed I was looking, and I saw that she had unbuttoned her jeans and had a hand down inside them.

I began licking every inch of Robert's shaft, frequently going back up to lap up his pre-cum. After several minutes of that I took his cock in my mouth and began slowly bobbing my head up and down while stroking his shaft with my left hand and fondling his balls with my right. At some point Annie pulled down her jeans and panties and turned so that I could see her masturbating. My cock had been leaking pre-cum continuously and this caused a fresh dollop to ooze out of me.

Robert told me to stop shortly after that. I figured he was about to come and wanted to save it for my ass. He told me to get up on the bed on my back and stood up so I could do as instructed.

"That's one of the best blowjobs I've ever had," he said, more to Annie than to me. I looked at Annie and she smiled back at me, working her finger in rapid circles over her engorged clit. I couldn't take my eyes off her pussy as I lay down on the bed and spread my legs wide. Robert got on his knees between my legs. Annie got up and moved so she would have a better view, sitting on the edge of the bed next to me.

Robert moved forward a little, lifted my legs, and shoved a pillow under my ass. I spread my legs wide and held them up so my ass was fully exposed. Robert spit onto my asshole, and then spit into the palm of his hand and rubbed it onto his cock. 

"You've had anal sex before, haven't you?" Robert asked.

"Yes," I replied.

"Good," he said, and rammed his big cock into my asshole. I hadn't expected him to go quite that fast and there was a brief, intense flash of pain, but my ass was pretty well-used and his cock was about the same size as my best friend's. 

The pain was instantly replaced by exquisite pleasure as he withdrew and then plunged back deep inside me. Beside me, Annie moaned softly.

Robert reached out with his right hand and wrapped it around my cock, which was dripping pre-cum. As his cock massaged my prostate, even more fluid gushed out of me, and Robert used it to lubricate my cock. He began stroking my cock as he thrust his hips back and forth. It felt absolutely amazing. My best friend had fucked me in the ass many times, but besides him, Robert was the only other man to fuck me up until then. Combined with him stroking my cock, I was in heaven.




The New Coach



Beside me, Annie came with a loud cry. I looked at her as Robert pounded my ass. Her head was thrown back and her eyes were closed tightly as her hand worked furiously in her crotch. I felt my own orgasm rapidly approaching and hoped I would last until she opened her eyes and could watch. 

I got my wish when, as her orgasm subsided, Robert grunted and said he was going to come. Annie opened her eyes and looked down at our mated crotches. Just as Robert's warm cum flooded my asshole I came as well, shooting multiple jets of come onto my face, chest, and stomach. Robert came a lot too, shooting several jets of warm cum deep in my asshole. It felt exquisite.

When I finished spurting, I licked the cum that had landed on my lips, and used my fingers to clean my face and drink that as well. Robert kept his cock buried in my asshole until he went limp and it eased out in a gush of his sperm. 

"That was incredible, Drew," he said.

"Yes, thank you," Annie said. "I do believe that was the most exciting sex I've ever seen." She opened a plastic container of moist towelettes and handed one to Robert, who stood and began to clean himself.

Then Annie removed another towelette and said to me, "May I clean you?"

I said she could, and she used the towelette to clean my cum off of my face, chest and stomach, humming quietly as she worked. She discarded the first towelette and removed another one from the container, cleaning my cock and balls, and then my asshole. The feeling when she wiped my ass slowly was incredible, and my cock began to swell again.

"Oh, my!" Annie exclaimed. "So nice to be young and so resilient!"

Annie finished cleaning me and discarded the towelette. She stood up and pulled up her panties and jeans, and I saw that Robert was also getting dressed. Annie indicated that I should get dressed also. I stood and pulled on my boxers, and then finished dressing as both Annie and Robert watched.

"That was really nice," Annie said to me as I zipped my jeans. "We would love to see you again sometime, if you're interested. We come through here every other Saturday, like clockwork. I hope we'll see you again."

"I hope so, too," I said. Annie leaned forward and kissed me lightly on the lips. Robert shook my hand and they both said goodbye as I opened the door and climbed down. I walked back toward the parking lot thinking that was the most amazing experience I had ever had.

I was ready to head back to my apartment after that amazing sex, but as I walked toward my car, I saw a bright red Corvette pull into a space a few cars down from mine. I hadn't seen the plates, and I figured there was no way this was the same car, but when the door opened, the blond-haired god from yesterday got out and stood up.

He looked around and we made eye contact. A brief smile flitted over his handsome features, and he said "Hey. How you doing?"

I said hello, desperately trying to think of what to say to keep him from going into the bathroom.

"Didn't I see you here yesterday?" He asked, walking toward me.

"Yeah, I was here," I replied. "I saw you too."

He was almost past me when I said, "I'm pretty sure I sucked your cock when you were in the stall."

He stopped and turned to me.

"What makes you think that," he asked, quietly.

"I followed you out," I managed to stammer out. "I know I shouldn't have."

"No," he said, "you shouldn't have. This place is for anonymous sex, at least the glory holes. If I'd wanted you to know who I was, I'd have taken you back in the woods or out to my car."

"Sorry," I muttered. "I just enjoyed sucking your cock so much, I wanted to know who it was."

I turned toward my car.

"Wait," he called after me. I turned back to him.

"Sorry," he said. "I didn't mean to be a prick. It's just that I can't afford for anyone to know that I come out here. My job would be in danger if anyone knew what I do out here."

"You might want to get a less conspicuous car," I said.

He laughed. "Yeah, I guess you're right."

He looked me in the eye. If anything, I thought he was even more gorgeous today than yesterday. He was wearing shorts and a t-shirt with running shoes. His legs were a beautiful golden brown with lots of hair. It was a little windy and the hair on his head was tousled.

"Look," he said, "I was going to go inside for a bj, but maybe you and I can get to know each other a little better."

"I'd like that," I said, smiling.

"Let's head back in the woods, then," he said. "You know about the little clearing back there?"

I said I had heard about it but never been back there. Then I told him that this was only the second time I'd ever been here. As we walked through the truck parking area, I glanced at Robert and Annie's truck. Annie was back in the passenger seat and she waved at me as I walked past. I waved back and wondered what she thought about me heading out into the woods with another man so soon after being with them. 

We reached the edge of the parking area and there was a trail leading back into the thick woods. I'd heard that out here was where the real action happened, in a clearing about a hundred yards back in the woods. One of my friends had told me that he and his brother had snuck out here to see if the rumors were true once and said they'd seen probably 20 guys sucking and fucking each other. I wondered if there would be others when my new friend and I arrived at the clearing.

My new friend told me his name was Cliff, and I introduced myself. He told me I looked like I was in good shape and I told him about my running and weightlifting over the summer. He smiled and looked me over and said "It shows." I told him he looked great as well, and he said he also ran and lifted weights every day.

Just then we arrived at the clearing. It was pretty big, about thirty yards in diameter, with a fire pit in the center that did not currently have a fire burning in it. It was getting dark, and I imagined on moonless nights a fire would be required. There were several logs lying on the ground that served as seating around the perimeter of the clearing. There weren't 20 guys having sex, but there was one couple sitting on one of the logs and a small group of guys gathered around two males having sex on the opposite side of the clearing.

Cliff led me to an area where we were far enough away from the other groups to have some privacy. He pulled me close to him and kissed me on the lips. I liked kissing my best friend when we had sex, so I really enjoyed kissing this stranger. He was strong, and he had a long tongue, which was soon in my mouth. I wrapped my arms around him and returned the kiss, exploring his mouth with my own tongue.

I reached a hand between us and gave his big cock a squeeze and he moaned into my mouth. When we pulled our lips apart, Cliff asked me if I preferred top or bottom. I told him I actually enjoyed both, but preferred to bottom. He smiled and said that was perfect, since he preferred to top. We kissed again, and then I sat down on the log and he moved in front of me.

I reached out and caressed his hard cock through his shorts. I reached up the left leg and realized he was wearing a jock strap. I cupped his balls with my hand and pressed my face into his crotch. I don't know why but the thought of his cock and balls in a jock strap really turned me on.

After a few minutes of fondling him through the jock, I withdrew my hand and then slid his shorts down over his hips and let them drop to the ground. He stepped out of his shorts, removed his t-shirt, and stood in front of me wearing only his socks and shoes and his jock strap. He had well-defined muscles in his upper body and legs, and very nice six pack abs. His entire body was the same gorgeous golden brown all over. His cock was sticking out of the waist band of his jock and the head was glistening with pre-cum. My own cock was rock hard and also dripping.

I placed my hands on his hips and pulled him toward me. Seated on the log, my face was perfectly level with his crotch. When it was in reach, I leaned forward slightly and licked the pre-cum off the head of his cock, savoring the salty sweet taste of him on my tongue before swallowing. I licked the underside of his cock, liking the way it looked peeking over the waistband of his jock strap.

I licked the head of his cock for several minutes while fondling his balls, and then eased the pouch of his jock aside, letting his balls dangle freely. His scrotum was shaved, and I lowered my head and licked it. He tasted fantastic, and his musky scent was driving me crazy. I bathed his hairless scrotum with my tongue and gently sucked on each of his balls for several minutes. Then I pulled his cock free of his jock strap and sucked it into my mouth, bathing the head with my tongue as I compressed my lips just below the head.

Cliff moaned and placed his hands on the sides of my head. I began bobbing my head up and down and he thrust his hips forward slightly to match. I sucked his cock for several minutes until he abruptly pulled his cock out of my mouth, breathing heavily. 

"Damn, that feels good," he panted. "Drop your jeans and turn around."

I stood and unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans, tugging them down over my hips along with my boxers. Then I turned around and eased myself down across the fallen log. Cliff moved behind me and ran a finger up and down my butt crack. I moaned with pleasure as his rough finger slid over my asshole. I briefly wondered if he would be able to tell that I'd already been fucked in the ass that night, and then I heard him chuckle.

"Guess I get sloppy seconds this evening," he said. "You have cum leaking out of your ass."

"Sorry," I replied. "I guess I should have mentioned that."

"No problem," he said with another chuckle. "It's pretty damn good lubrication."

With that, he slid his finger deep inside me. It felt wonderful. He probed my ass for several moments, and then inserted a second finger. My cock was oozing pre-cum and I desperately wanted him to stick his cock inside me. I didn't have to wait much longer.

Cliff withdrew his fingers from my ass and moved forward, pressing the head of his big cock against my asshole. I was tingling with anticipation of how it would feel, and then he was inside me. He slid in smoothly and fully, his balls gently bumping up against mine as he buried himself completely in my cum-filled ass.

"Ahhh, damn, that feels incredible," he whispered, and I was thinking the exact same thing.

He began pumping steadily in and out of my ass and the pleasure continued to build. His big cock felt wonderful inside me. Waves of pleasure radiated outward from my asshole, and my cock leaked profusely as he massaged my prostate. He was grunting each time he thrust into me, and I was moaning with pleasure. I looked around and noticed that there were a couple of other people in the clearing now, and some of them were watching Cliff fuck me. I once again enjoyed being watched in the act.

Cliff was fucking me hard then, hands on my hips pulling me toward him as he slammed his cock hard into me. I couldn't remember ever feeling as much pleasure. After several minutes he suddenly pulled out of me, leaving me with a deep sense of loss.

"I'm gonna come," he managed to say through gritted teeth. "Turn around."

I turned and got on my knees in front of him. He was stroking his cock and pressed it against my lips. I opened my mouth and his cock slid in until just the head rested on my tongue. Cliff cried out as his warm cum blasted into my mouth in huge jets. I didn't swallow right away and my mouth filled with his creamy cum. When he finished spurting and pulled his cock out of my mouth, I showed him that my mouth was full, and then swallowed it all.

"Oh, fuck!" he moaned. "That was fucking hot."

I licked my lips and stood up, and Cliff leaned forward and kissed me, once again inserting his tongue into my mouth. After that he pulled up his jock and shorts and put his t-shirt back on. I had been rubbing my hands over his chest and gently tweaking his nipples until he pulled the shirt down over his head.

"Did you like that?" He asked.

"I loved it," I replied, running my hands over his arms and shoulders. I loved the feel of his hard muscles, and I was incredibly horny. Cliff reached down and squeezed my cock. 

"Damn, you're so wet," he said. "I wish I could take care of that for you, but I have to run. I hope we can meet up again sometime. I plan to be back here next Friday night."

"I'd really like that." I moaned as he gently rubbed the pre-cum around on the head of my cock. Cliff kissed me again, then turned and walked across the clearing toward the path to the parking lot. I watched him go with cum leaking out of my ass and my jeans and boxers still down around my ankles.

After he was gone I looked around the clearing. An older man walked toward me as I was trying to decide if I wanted to jack off or try and wait until I was with my girlfriend to get my rocks off. 

"Hi," said the older man. He looked to be in his mid to late fifties and had silver hair and a silver beard. He was well-dressed and was actually a very attractive man. 

"You look like you can use some help with that," he said, indicating my dripping hard cock.

I made up my mind. "Actually, I could use a hand. Or a mouth."

Without another word he sat on the fallen log and turned me so my cock was in reach of his mouth. I moved forward slightly and he gave me an outstanding blowjob. I didn't last long, but he seemed quite content after I blasted a huge load down his throat, He got up and straightened his clothes, thanked me, and walked toward another single male sitting on a nearby log. I pulled up my boxers and jeans and set off for the parking lot, thinking that I had just had the most incredible night of sex I had ever had and wondering how I could ever top it. The blowjob I got from my girlfriend later that night was good, but it certainly wasn't the best sex I'd had that night. When I was eating her pussy, I kept thinking about Annie masturbating while Robert fucked me in the ass.

Sunday I spent most of the day with my best friend Jeff. I told him all about the gay sex I'd had that week, including the fantastic night I'd had the night before. He said it sounded fantastic, and we made plans to go to the rest area together sometime soon. We also spent a couple of hours sucking and fucking each other. My girlfriend came by my apartment that evening and we had excellent sex as well. I couldn't be happier with how things were going for me right then.

I got out of bed at 5:00am the next morning, exhausted from my busy weekend and only three hours of sleep. My girlfriend hadn't left me alone until 1:30am. I dressed in shorts, a t-shirt, and flip-flops, grabbed the gym bag that I had packed the night before, and drove over to the practice field. It was still dark when we started running laps around the practice field. After we had run a couple of miles, we went inside and changed into our pads and practice uniforms and headed back out to the practice field.

The coaches filed out after us, and we lined up to stretch. First our Head Coach introduced our new coaches. I was talking quietly with my closest friend on the team, so I hadn't been paying very close attention.

"And this is our new linebacker coach" said the Head Coach, "Cliff Williams from Newport, California."

My head shot around and sure enough, there stood the stud whose cock I had sucked on Friday and Saturday and who had fucked me in the ass on Saturday night. I was absolutely stunned and wondered how in the hell this situation was going to play out. On one hand, my cock began to swell at the sight of him and the memories of our sex together, and on the other, I wasn't sure I could face him on the football field after what we had done at the rest area. I had my helmet on and didn't think he had recognized me as yet, but it was only a matter of time, since I was a linebacker.

We started out warming up and stretching and the coaches wandered through the big crowd. There were about 60 of us at that first practice, and I knew there would be fewer at the end of the week. After warming up we ran stadium stairs, suicides, 40 yard sprints, and then two more miles around the practice field. I was thankful that I had diligently worked out all summer, but a lot of the guys were dragging ass. I knew the worst was yet to come - there was a very steep hill behind the baseball backstop and I knew we would be running sprints up it before practice was over. I'd been doing it for three years prior to this one.

After the conditioning, we split into offensive specialty groups. I was the starting fullback, and Coach Williams was a Line Coach, so we were separated for the next half hour. We ran through our offensive drills, but I wasn't really concentrating and the coach wasn't happy with my performance. I had been an All-Conference fullback the previous year, and they expected me to have an even better year this year. Then it was time for defensive drills. I ran half-heartedly toward where Coach Williams was waiting for us. One of the other linebackers asked me why I was dragging ass, so I picked up my pace and outran him. 

When we arrived, Coach Williams was looking down at his clipboard. Without looking up he said "Okay, I'm Coach Williams. I am a hardass coach, and I expect all of you to give me 100% effort, 100% of the time. If you can't do that, get the fuck off my football field. Any questions?"

He looked around our small group. His eyes settled on me for a moment and then moved on, and I didn't think he recognized me. 

"I didn't think so," Coach Williams continued. "Okay, defensive captain, Parkman, All-Conference, All State, second team All American. Very fucking impressive. I expect you to do better this year." He looked up again and asked which one of us was Parkman. I raised my hand briefly and we made eye contact. His eyes flared open wide before he looked back down at his clipboard.

Coach Williams didn't speak again for a few moments. He rifled through the papers on his clipboard, finally cleared his throat while glancing at me again briefly, and then outlined the drills he wanted us to run through. It was surprisingly quiet as we went through a series of drills, most of which we already knew, and a couple of new ones the new coach had imported. 

About a half hour later when the Head Coach blew his whistle for all of us to gather, Coach Williams called for me to wait up. 

When everyone else was out of earshot, he said, "Well, this is a fine fucking mess,"

"Yeah," I replied, "fucking unbelievable."

"Well," he went on, "I guess we're done with the sex. Agreed?"

"Absolutely," I replied, but was hugely disappointed, and I think he heard it in my voice.

"Look," he said, "I'm not happy about it either. But if anyone ever found out, my career would be over. Having sex with a player, and you're probably in my Physics class as well, is the most taboo thing there is for someone in my position. And the fact that it's gay sex makes it doubly bad, especially here in the Bible Belt."

"I know," I said dejectedly. "But I don't have to like it. No one will ever know from me."

"Good," he said. "Now hustle over there before Coach kicks both our asses."

I jogged in and joined the rest of the team. Coach berated us for awhile for our lackluster performance, and then we went and ran the Hill.

The Hill was a morale destroyer. It was a steep hill from the level of the baseball field up to a parking lot above and served as an area for fans to sit while watching baseball games. It was about 40 yards from base to peak, and it was extremely steep. We lined up in four rows, and when Coach blew his whistle the first group had to sprint up the hill and then break to the left or right and jog back down. When Coach blew his whistle again, the second group of four took off. If anyone walked or didn't finish, we kept running. That first practice we ran it 16 times and four guys quit the team.




The New Coach



After practice, most of the team crowded into the shower room. I had always enjoyed this part in the past, checking out the wide variety of cocks, but all I could think about was Coach Williams. I dressed in my work clothes and headed to the construction site I'd been working at for the past few weeks. I drove by the rest area that was on the northbound side of the Interstate, and my cock grew hard as I thought about what I had done there over the weekend.

Work was a great way to get my mind off of my other worries. That day we were installing roof trusses and I was up on the walls, which required total concentration to avoid getting hurt. At lunch, my boss sat next to me and asked how the first day of football practice had gone. I knew he wanted to hear all the details, so I told him about it.

"How's that new linebacker coach?" he asked. "I heard he was hardcore."

"He's pretty tough," I responded.

"Worse than Worley last year?" He asked, referring to our old linebacker coach who had moved to another school to take a Head Coach position.

"I guess we'll find out. First practice wasn't so bad, but he did tell us he was a hardass. Hard to imagine he can be worse than Worley."

"Gonna make First Team All American this year?"

"That's the plan."

"Well, if you need anything from me, just let me know." He said as he finished his sandwich.

"I will, boss," I said. "And thanks for everything."

"No problem," he finished. "Now get your ass back up on that wall. I've got to get eight hours work out of you in six hours!"

I headed back to school at 4:30, arriving just in time to dress and get out onto the practice field by 5:00. There was lots of moaning and groaning, and a couple more people didn't show up for the second practice. I was feeling pretty good physically, although my emotions were still crazy. It was another hard practice with lots of conditioning work. At the end we ran the hill 14 times. When everyone else went into the locker room after practice, I led the seniors in another two mile run around the practice field, and then we ran 10 more hills. It was somewhat of a tradition at my school for the seniors to lead by example, and I knew that in subsequent days the underclassmen would begin to join us on our after-practice runs.

I took my time undressing and getting in the shower. By the time I finished, just about everyone else was gone. I dressed and gathered my things, and then stood to go.

"Parkman!" Coach Williams called from the door of his office. "Can I see you for a couple of minutes before you go?"

"Yeah, Coach?" I said as I entered.

He closed the door behind me. "I shouldn't even suggest this," he began, "but I'm going to the rest area on my way home. I'd like to see you there."

"But," I began.

"I know what I said," he interrupted me, "but I'm not quite ready to quit cold turkey. One last time, if you're interested."

"I'm definitely interested," I said.

"Okay," he said. "You head out first and I'll leave in about ten minutes. Meet you in the clearing as soon as I can get there."

I headed out and had to hold my gym back in front of me so the last remaining guys wouldn't see my erection. I drove straight to the rest area and a few minutes after arriving I was sitting on a log in the clearing. I turned away a couple of advances, and Cliff joined me about ten minutes after I arrived.

I stood to meet him, and he wrapped his arms around me and we kissed, and it was every bit as erotic as our first kiss the night before. His tongue probed deep into my mouth, and he reached down and cupped my ass cheeks in his hands, pulling me tight against him. I could feel his hard cock pressing against my lower belly.

When we broke apart we were both breathing heavily. I dropped to my knees, pulling down his shorts and jock strap and taking his cock into my mouth all at the same time. I wrapped one hand around his cock and the other around his balls and went to work. His pre-cum was flowing freely again and I lapped it off his cock as soon as it oozed out.

After several minutes he told me to turn around. I did as he said and he pulled my shorts and boxers down until just my ass was exposed. He spit into his palm and worked his saliva onto his cock, then spit into my ass crack and spread it around my asshole. A few seconds later and his cock was plunging into my ass, and the pleasure was incredible. I was leaking pre-cum heavily before, and I also spurted cum as his cock massaged my prostate. I cried out in ecstasy, and Cliff fucked my ass hard for about five minutes before shooting a huge load deep inside me.

Cliff's warm cum felt wonderful as it jetted deep inside me. He cried out with pleasure also, and when he was finished spurting he collapsed against my back and his cock slowly slid out of my asshole. After a few minutes, Cliff slid off my back. He reached between my legs and began stroking my cock and then he buried his face between my ass cheeks.

I cried out as his tongue licked my asshole, and he jacked me off as he rimmed my ass and slurped his cum out of my ass. When I came a few minutes later, it was the most intense orgasm I had ever had.

"Fuck me, that was incredible," I said after my cum had finished splashing on to the ground.

Cliff lay down on the ground with his shoulders and head propped up against the log. I rolled over and lay with my head on his chest and he wrapped his left arm around me, stroking my shoulder idly. I reached down to his crotch and fondled his limp wet cock.

"I left California," he began, "because I had an affair with one of the players on the team I coached out there. As far as I know, no one ever knew about it, but I decided I needed a fresh start. I have a wife and two small children, and I didn't want to risk losing them as well as my job. And here I am again. I want to stop doing this, I need to stop, but I can't. I know I said this was the last time, but it won't be. I don't think I have the willpower to stop. Can you?"

I didn't know he was married, but when I thought about it, I didn't really care. I was doing most of my thinking with my cock in those days, and I was enjoying him way too much to stop.

"No," I replied, "I can't stop either. I have never felt like this before." 

We lay quietly for a few minutes. I could hear the sounds of sex all around us, but it seemed like we were alone on a deserted island.

"This is not the best place for us to do this," Cliff said after awhile. "It's possible someone from the school will see one or both of us and if that happens we're ruined. I was thinking maybe at the field house after everyone else leaves, but we're likely to be found out there as well. Do you still live with your parents?"

"No," I replied. "I moved out when I turned 18. I live in the loft of a converted barn in a pretty secluded spot. You could park your car in the barn downstairs and no one would know you were there from the street, but someone might see your car on your way there."

"That's certainly a possibility," he said, "but we need to think of another place. Let's both think about it. In the meantime, we need to limit the amount of time we're together, if we can."

"I don't like the sound of that," I said, "but I can't disagree. We can talk at practice."

"Agreed," he said. "I don't think we should see each other more than once a week initially. We may be able to get together more often if we can find a safer place."

"I'll try to control myself," I said, enjoying the feeling of his cock growing in my hand.

"Now look what you did," he said laughing. "I guess you'll need to take care of that before I go."

I moved lower and took his semi-erect cock in my mouth, licking it clean. It continued to grow until it was fully erect, and I moved between his legs and got up on my knees. I began sucking his cock while stroking his shaft and I worked the index finger of my left hand into his ass. He cried out with pleasure and I sucked his cock until he came down my throat several minutes later. God I loved the taste of his cum!

We arranged our clothes and he left first again. I thought about everything that was going on in my life and decided that I had way too many irons in the fire. I also didn't believe I could give up any of my current sex partners, and I couldn't give up work. Football was not a necessity, but if I quit everyone would know something was seriously fucked up in my life, and I didn't think I could stand the extra scrutiny. School would be starting soon to add to the stress I was under. I decided I'd just have to wait and see how everything played out. I stood up and walked back to my car.

My girlfriend was waiting for me on the front steps when I got home. She bitched about me being so late, but followed me inside and joined me in the shower. After that we went to bed and I ate her pussy and then fucked her. She told me she loved me before we fell asleep.

When the alarm went off at 5:00am I rolled out of bed and winced at the soreness that had set in to my entire body. We called it pad soreness, a deep ache that always afflicted every football player after the first day of practice in full pads. I knew it would last all week, so I popped four aspirin before getting dressed, waking up my girlfriend, and heading to practice.

Seeing Coach Williams in his shorts and polo shirt that morning made my cock swell, and I was happy it was bound up in my jock strap and tight practice pants. We weren't able to get together again that week. I went to the rest area every day after the second practice, hoping he would stop but he never did. I had sex with a number of other men, usually in the bathroom through the glory holes, and occasionally I went out to the clearing. Friday night a trucker invited me to join him in his truck and we spent a couple of very pleasant hours together.

We practiced twice on Saturday, and after practice I was one of the last ones out. Coach Williams called me into his office, and when I was in he closed and locked the door and I gave him a blowjob with him leaning against his desk and me on my knees in front of him. He came very quickly, and I was out of his office about seven minutes after I went in. He was temporarily sated. I, on the other hand, was so horny I couldn't stand it. My girlfriend was the lucky recipient of my pent up anxiety.

I spent all day Sunday with Jeff. We had sex several times during the day and he came in my ass twice and my mouth once. I came in his ass twice and his mouth twice. That night my girlfriend was disappointed that I only managed to come once. I did eat her pussy for a long time though, and she had a lot of orgasms.

The rest of the summer passed quickly. I didn't get to see Cliff for sex nearly enough, but I occasionally sucked his cock in his office, and we managed to get together at my house or at the rest area occasionally. I was having a lot of sex with Jeff and my girlfriend, and I spent a lot of time at the rest area. One night I sucked eight cocks through the glory holes, and on another memorable night I had my first gay threesome. I was sucking one guy's cock in the clearing when another guy came up behind me and fucked me in the ass. It was absolutely incredible having cum in my ass and mouth at the same time. I also had sex twice with Robert in his truck with Annie watching. 

The Friday night before school started, we had our first football game against our cross-county rival. They were expected to win the conference and possibly the state title that year and we beat them 45-7. I scored three running touchdowns on offense, rushing for 181 yards, and I had 11 tackles and ran back an interception for another touchdown. It was one of the biggest wins in school history.

After I showered, Coach Williams called me into his office. He locked the door, I gave him a quick blowjob, and he came down my throat shortly after I started. When I was heading out to party with my friends, he told me he would be at the rest area the following night about 9:00. I told him I would see him then.

The party that night was a wild affair. We started out at the Pizza Hut in town and ended up out at my barn. There was lots of alcohol and marijuana, and when my girlfriend and I got into bed about 2:00am, the party was still going strong. When I woke up at 6:00 to get ready for work, there were still about 20 people sleeping in my apartment and in the barn below.

During the half hour drive to work I thought about Cliff. I rarely thought about anything else when I actually had the time to just think. I couldn't deny that my feelings for him had grown much stronger. At first it had just been the fantastic sex, but I was having lots of great sex with my girlfriend and with Jeff, and lots of great casual sex at the rest area as well. I felt a deeper bond with Cliff; one I was having trouble putting my finger on. I didn't really know enough him well enough to believe that I was falling in love with him, but I felt more strongly about him than I did Jeff or my girlfriend. All I knew for certain was that I thought about him constantly and looked forward to the times we spent together more than I looked forward to anything else.

I put in a long day at work, and the sun was going down as I got in my car for the short drive to the rest area. My cock was already hard. Cliff was waiting for me in the clearing when I arrived, and I practically ran into his arms. When our lips connected, it was like a bolt of electricity coursing through my body. I wanted to spend hours pleasuring him, but unfortunately he was in a hurry. I sucked his hard cock for a few minutes, and then he fucked me in the ass hard. It was rough, it was a little painful, and I loved every second of it. When he came deep inside me the warmth spread throughout my body, not just where his cum came to rest in my asshole. We didn't have a chance to talk much, but he asked if he could come to my place the following evening about 7:00pm. I said that would be great, we kissed passionately, and then he was gone. I left a few minutes later, and once again my girlfriend was waiting for me and she was amazed at how horny I was.

The following day I rushed home from work so I could shower and be ready when Cliff arrived at 7:00. I was hoping he would be able to stay a while. I heard his Corvette coming up my driveway and went downstairs to open the barn door. He pulled in and climbed out of the car as I closed the door. He walked to me and wrapped his arms around me, kissing me hard on the lips. I could feel his erect cock through our clothes. My cock was also fully erect, and when he slipped his tongue into my mouth I could feel pre-cum begin to ooze. 

I led Cliff up the stairs and a short time later we were both naked and I was sucking his cock as he lay back on my couch. He had told me that he could stay a couple of hours, so instead of the quick blow job I usually gave him, I took my time with lots of licking, kissing, and gentle nibbling while stroking his shaft slowly and playing with his balls. I also worked a finger into his ass and he seemed to love that. 

My girlfriend had been trying to deep-throat my cock the past couple of times we were together and she had explained how she thought it was supposed to work. She hadn't managed to get past her gag reflex yet, but I began trying to deep-throat Cliff's long cock. I started by liberally coating his cock with my saliva and trying to relax as much as possible. Just the thought of giving him more pleasure by swallowing his cock helped a lot. When I lowered my mouth on to his cock I let it press against the back of my throat which did cause me to gag, but it also forced up the extremely thick saliva from my throat and soon his cock was slick with it. I used both of my hands to ensure the saliva coated his entire cock, and then I tried again to swallow him.

As his cock pressed against the back of my throat, I began to gag. However, this time I stuck my tongue out, and removing that final obstacle allowed his cock to slide down my throat. Cliff cried out in ecstasy and his hands flew to the back of my head, holding my face buried against his crotch. My forehead rested against his lower belly and my chin was nestled in his scrotum. Cliff's body was quivering and he thrust his hips upward to force more of his cock into my mouth. I could tell he loved it and that made me very happy.

When I needed to breathe, I pulled my head up, keeping his cock in my mouth but no longer in my throat. I took a couple of breaths through my nose, and then swallowed his cock again. I knew it must have felt good for him, but I also loved the feeling of his cock filling my throat. This time I stayed down on him for nearly a full minute, and when I pulled my head back he was moaning with pleasure.

"Holy shit!" He exclaimed as I came up for air. "That feels fucking amazing. Where did you learn how to do that?" 

I took my mouth off his cock as I looked up at him. "My girlfriend has been trying to do it to me," I said, stroking his cock. "Do you like it?"

"I love it," he replied. "Do it some more."

I was happy to give him pleasure. I took his cock in my mouth again and then deep-throated him. He cried out and once again held my head in position until I need to come up for air. I repeated deep-throating him several more times, and once again worked a finger into his asshole.

"Oh, fuck! I'm gonna come!" He cried out. I had just swallowed his cock again and his cum spurted straight down my throat. He came a lot, and I swallowed it all before lifting my mouth off his softening cock.

I slowly stroked his cock as I looked up at him again. He opened his eyes and smiled down at me.

"I'm glad you liked it," I said. 

"That was amazing," he breathed. "No one has ever done that to me before."

That made me smile and I kissed the head of his cock, lapping up the little bit of cum that was oozing out of him.

"Let's go to the bedroom," I said, and led the way. 

"You have a great ass," Cliff said as he followed me. We got into bed and lay in each other's arms. He caressed my chest and played with my nipples. My cock was rock hard and oozing pre-cum. I was idly playing with his flaccid cock. After several minutes of caressing each other, he moved down between my legs and started stroking my cock and occasionally licking my pre-cum while fondling my balls.

"I've never sucked a cock before," he said. "I've always been the top, always been the one getting my cock sucked or fucking somebody in the ass."

"You don't have too," I said quietly. "I'm okay with things just like they are."

"I want too, though," he said. "In fact, I've never wanted anything more. You give me so much pleasure; I want to return the favor.

"It gives me pleasure giving you pleasure," I whispered as he licked the head of my cock.

"I know," he replied, "and that's what I love about you. You have never asked for anything in return, and I use you as my cum receptacle."

I had never heard that phrase before, and I giggled. "I love being your cum receptacle."

Cliff began licking and kissing the head of my cock, and the pleasure swept through me in waves. I loved bottoming for him, but this felt pretty nice as well. He sucked on my balls, and licked my perineum while fingering my ass, and I lost track of time while he gave me an incredible blow job. When I came, Cliff swallowed all of my cum, and then moved back up until we were in each other's arms again. We kissed, and I loved the lingering taste of my cum on his lips and tongue. 

After a few minutes of passionate kissing, Cliff was rock hard again and ready to fuck me. I spread my legs wide and he got up on his knees between my legs, pressing his crotch against mine. He lifted my legs and placed them on his thighs as he scooted forward a little further, and then he reached down and guided his cock until it pressed against my asshole. He spit onto his cock, and again onto the skin just above my asshole, and then rubbed his cock head in it while lubricating his cock. I smiled up at him in anticipation, and then closed my eyes and pressed my head back into my pillow as he slid his cock deep inside me. It felt as wonderful as the first time.




The New Coach



This was the first time Cliff had fucked me while we faced each other, so I opened my eyes and looked at him as he slowly withdrew his hard cock before plunging back in balls deep. He opened his eyes and smiled down at me, and we maintained eye contact as he slowly increased the pace of his thrusts and I slid my hips forward to meet him. I loved the feel of his balls slapping against my ass. I reached down and placed my hand over my flaccid cock and balls and pulled them up and out of his way.

Soon he was thrusting into me hard and the sound of his balls slapping against my ass was one of the sexiest sounds I'd ever heard. His sweat ran down his chest and stomach and fell from his forehead onto my own sweat sheathed body. My cock began to swell, and when he realized I was hard again, Cliff reached down and replaced my hand with his, stroking me while he pounded my ass. 

At one point, Cliff's cock popped out of my ass. Instead of sticking it right back in, he reached down with the hand that had been stroking my cock and moved his hips forward. His cock came to rest against mine, and he wrapped his right hand around both of our cocks and began to stroke. The feeling of our cocks pressed together while he stroked us both was absolutely incredible. After a few minutes of stroking both cocks, he guided his back into my asshole and resumed fucking me while jacking me off. Waves of pleasure coursed through me, starting deep inside me where his cock seemed to be reaching new depths and spreading outward to encompass my entire body. Despite the heat in my little bedroom directly under the roof of the barn, suddenly my body was covered with goose pimples, but I also felt my face flush. I had never experienced anything remotely like this before.

I came first, shooting my cum onto my face, chest and stomach in pulses of diminishing intensity. The first jet splashed across my lips and into my open mouth and my left eye. The second jet reached the same area, and the third reached to just below my chin. Each subsequent squirt landed a little further down my body, but there was an awful lot of it. A few moments later, Cliff cried out and began ejaculating his own huge load of warm cum deep inside my ass, and it felt incredible. My body was still shuddering from my own orgasm, and Cliff quivered like a drawn bow string as he emptied himself inside me completely.

When Cliff's spasms subsided, he collapsed onto my chest. I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him tight against me. I could feel my cum and our sweat mingling between us as he sucked in huge lung-full's of breath. He raised his head and kissed my lips, licking my cum that had come to rest on my lips and chin. Then he was kissing and licking my cheeks, and then around my left eye, cleaning all of my cum off my face.

After that we lay still for several minutes. I enjoyed his weight on top of me, and the way his hard muscles felt against me. I really liked the way his wet cock and balls felt pressed against my own. I thought I could be content like that forever.

Unfortunately, Cliff had to get home, and I was expecting my girlfriend about midnight. Cliff kissed me passionately, and then stood. He held out his hand and pulled me off the bed, and I led him to the bathroom and we took a quick shower together, scrubbing each other clean. Then we gathered up his clothes and I watched while he dressed. When he was finished he took me in his arms and we shared another incredibly passionate kiss, and I felt my cock begin to stiffen again. I was amazed at how this beautiful man turned me on.

And then he was gone. I went downstairs and closed the barn door after he drove away. Before I even reached my apartment, headlights turned into my long driveway and I knew my girlfriend had arrived. I wasn't concerned about being able to get my cock up for sex, I was already rock hard.

I scrambled into a pair of shorts as my girlfriend let herself in. "It smells like sex in here!" She exclaimed by way of greeting. I laughed and said it must be left over from our lovemaking the previous evening.

"Well let's stink it up some more," she said as she began removing her clothes. Fortunately she was satisfied with me eating her pussy while she had multiple orgasms. I did manage to fuck her, but it took a long time for me to come. She was very pleased with my performance though, and once again told me she loved me. I had not yet told her I loved her and didn't think I ever would because I was fairly certain that I was in love with Cliff.

Cliff and I did not have sex of any kind for the next eight weeks. I was hugely disappointed, not just by the lack of sex but by the lack of any explanation from him. I was still getting laid more than anyone had a right too, but I wasn't getting laid by him. I tried to put him out of my mind but seeing him every day at practice made that impossible. I spent more time fucking my girlfriend and Jeff, and spent a lot of time at the rest area having anonymous glory hole sex and the occasional trip to the clearing, but no one satisfied me like Cliff. I missed having his cock inside me and my mood began to suffer. My performance on the football field also began to suffer. I was still the leading rusher and leading tackler in the state and still on track to make All American, but my numbers were falling off from week to week.

Finally I couldn't stand it anymore. On a Thursday after practice I asked Coach Williams if I could talk to him for a few minutes. He invited me into his office and I closed and locked the door. He didn't get up from his desk though, so I sat in a chair across from him.

"Sorry to bother you," I said, "but I just wanted to ask you what the fuck is going on. The last time we were together was two months ago, and it seemed at that time that things were going great between us. In fact, that was the best sex I have ever had. And then you disappeared. Fuck, I have missed you so much!"

Cliff had his face in his hands and didn't look at me while I was talking. I waited quietly for a few moments and then said, "Just tell me if we're finished so at least I will know. I can't move on until I know."

Cliff finally looked up at me. "I've missed you, too. I'm in love with you, Drew. When we were together last time I realized it. I have never felt the way I felt that night with anyone else, ever. Not my wife, not my former girlfriends, not my former male lovers. You make me feel something I have never experienced before. And that's why I haven't wanted to see you or talk to you."

"But why?" I asked quietly.

"Because I can't be in love with you," he said miserably. "It's wrong no matter how you look at it. I'm your coach and one of your teachers. If word ever got out we'd both be ruined. I have a family that I can't lose. So I decided to put a stop to our relationship before it went any further. I wanted to tell you, but every time I see you all I want to do is fuck you. I just couldn't."

"Well," I said with a sigh. "I guess that's it then. Thanks for finally telling me."

I stood up and Cliff looked miserable. "For what it's worth," I said. "I love you, too."

I turned and left his office, determined to move on. I didn't start crying until I reached my car, and I sobbed all the way back to my apartment. I dumped my stuff on the floor and climbed into bed, crying myself to sleep, hoping that things would be better when I woke up. I vaguely heard a car in my driveway but I wasn't expecting my girlfriend that evening so I thought I was dreaming. Then someone was knocking on the door.

I got up in a daze and opened the door. Coach Williams was standing there.

"Jesus, Drew, are you alright?" He asked as he stepped in. My face was red and puffy from crying. I started crying again when I saw him.

Cliff wrapped his arms around me and I sobbed into his chest. He held me tight while, whispering soothing words that I can't recall. And before long, we were kissing.

"I love you, Cliff, "I said just before I took his cock into my mouth.

"God help me, I love you too," he responded.

My mood picked right back up after that night. We had enjoyed fantastic sex, and talked for nearly an hour about our relationship. We agreed on meeting only once per week at my place, and if we could find additional opportunities we would take advantage of them if it was safe to do so. During the first week I was able to suck his cock twice in his office after practice, and we spent a wonderful two hours together after practice on Thursday night.

The rest of the football season passed quickly. We were undefeated in regular season play and advanced through the playoffs, winning every game by large margins. We won the State Championship game over the reigning champions by a score of 56-17. I scored five of our touchdowns and broke a state record for rushing and tackling during the game. I had received a couple of scholarship offers before that game, and on the following Monday I was offered 27 additional scholarships at big name schools. I was a First Team All American and everyone thought I could write my own ticket. All I really wanted was to be with Cliff.

I split up with my girlfriend and I rarely saw Jeff anymore. I still stopped at the rest area on occasion, but not nearly as frequently as before. As soon as football season ended, wrestling season began. As luck would have it, Coach Williams was also the wrestling coach that year. That presented many more opportunities for us to be together and we took advantage of every one of them.



The New Coach



She turns and looks back at him keeping the rhythm going, "John when you come do it on my ass." She goes even harder knowing he is close feeling his dick thicken inside her.

He moans louder and then as she moves forward he finally pulls back grabs his dick and starts to pump is warm seed all over her nice firm supple ass and skirt. She smiles as she feels him all over her backside. Knowing she was his first makes her a bit more excited, and for some reason she wants even more not really being satisfied yet.

(To Be Continued)