****** The Coach ******
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The Coach


Part One

Bill turned the key in the lock of the Palmer High School's gymnasium. Finally,
after a thirteen-hour day, he was headed home. The last of the students had
called home for rides and left, so he could call it a day.

Bill arrived at the school that morning before 5 a.m. As the head coach for the
school's track team, it fell on his lap to be the first in on a track meet day.
He supervised the loading of two busses with seventy-two student athletes,
coached both boys and girls track events, settled disputes and bandaged wounds.
He was glad to finally be going home.

Bill usually rode his bicycle to the school, but the night before, he had wiped
out on Collin's Hill, and he needed to make repairs before it could be ridden
again. So, that morning Bill jogged the three miles along the road to the
school.

Bill headed for the road, but then stopped; his energy was gone. His gaze
turned to the woods behind the school. If he were to walk through the trees, he
would cut off nearly a mile. Bill had walked through the woods only once since
he began teaching at PHS. The undergrowth made walking a challenge. But the
protective shade offered respite from the merciless late-afternoon sun. Most of
all, his legs cried for the reduced distance.

Bill entered the woods in a break between two juniper trees, and followed what
seemed to be a path leading toward Ventura Heights, the subdivision where he
lived. He had gone about a quarter of a mile when he heard laughter. It wasn't
loud. Had he not stopped to tie his shoe, he never would have heard it. Then
there came a moan, and then words, spoken too softly to be understood.

Bill's curiosity was piqued. He decided to investigate without revealing his
presence. His ear led him to a small clearing. He began to make out the words
being spoken.

"Oh, yeah, baby. Suck it deep. That feels sooo good." The voice was male.

"Oh. That's the spot. Ooooh. Don't ever stop," a girl said.

Bill dropped to his knees and crawled under the bushes to get a look at what
was going on. What he saw sent his mind reeling. Bill easily recognized Sean
Phillips by the tight curls of his white-blond hair, lying on his back on an
out-stretched towel. And kneeling astride of Sean was none other than his twin
sister, Shayna . Her head bobbed up and down as she feverishly sucked Sean's
cock. Her own cunt glistened in the filtered sunlight as Sean licked and
nibbled at her blood-engorged clit.

Shayna let Sean's cock slip from her mouth. Bill marveled at it's size, easily
eight inches, in light of the fact that Sean was only fifteen-years-old.

"Here it comes, bro," Shayna gasped.

At that moment, Shayna's cunt exploded in a torrent of piss, flooding Sean's
face and hair. Sean's tongue continued its assault of Shayna's clit as the piss
flowed. Shayna threw her head back and screamed, "I'm coming." Sean's phallus
pulsed as it jutted skyward.

Bill's own cock, erect since his first glimpse of the twins, threatened to
erupt as he unconsciously ground his hips into the ground. He was about to let
the release happen when Shayna jerked forward and impaled herself on Sean's
cock. Bill marveled at how the delicate lips of her cunt easily received the
engorged cock as she settled down on her brother.

Shayna began to rhythmically raise and lower herself on Sean's cock, each time
pressing down until their pubes meshed, and then rising until the mushroom-head
almost slipped free. Sean's hands gripped his sister's hips and spread the
white globes as she fucked up and down, opening to Bill's view the tiny pink
rosebud of Shayna's asshole.

After several minutes of deep-fucking, Sean stopped his sister's cuntal assault
with his hands, holding her at the apex of her up-stroke.

"Do it now, please, Sis," he croaked.

Bill stared in fascination as Shayna's little asshole began to expand. Very
slowly, a turd began to emerge. When it reached Sean's pubic hair, Shayna
dropped down on her brother, squishing the shit between them. Then she rose and
began shitting again. She repeated the process four times, coating her ass and
her brother's abdomen.

Shayna raised herself one more time, this time allowing Sean's cock to slip
free of her. She then sat his cock down into the shitty mass on his stomach,
and began to slide back and forth along his erection. Within seconds, Sean's
cock erupted with thick, white boy-cream.

"I'm cumming again," Shayna screamed.

Bill could not believe what he had witnessed. Never in his thirty-two years had
he seen or done anything so erotic. He was about to allow himself the release
he'd been holding back when Shayna shifted back and plopped her shit-smeared
ass down on her brother's face. Sean responded by licking her now shit-covered
pussy. As if that were not enough, Shayna took Sean's shitty cock and began to
lick her shit from its still erect surface. Bill's cock began to pulse as he
pumped the largest load of his life into the confines of his jock strap.

Bill lay in silence as Sean and Shayna cleaned themselves on the towel, put on
their track uniforms and left. Then, he crawled into the clearing and picked up
the piss-soaked, shit-covered towel. Though it had been only minutes since he
came, his stocky cock again rose to erection. He released it from the confines
of his cum-soaked jock strap and began to stroke it. He brought the towel to
his face and deeply inhaled the scent as his hand flew up and down on his
hooded maleness. In moments, his cock erupted again.

Part Two

The weekend dragged on forever. The memory of what he had encountered
interrupted his sleep and plagued his waking hours. By Monday morning he had
jacked off at least fifteen times. He even wore an abrasion in the tender skin
covered by his ample foreskin.

Bill's return to school on Monday morning brought a new challenge. Only two
hundred students attend Palmer High, so Bill encountered both Sean and Shayna
several times during the day. Each time, his cock responded by immediately
stiffening.

By the seventh hour, when both Sean and Shayna had P.E., Bill knew he had to
act.

"Sean," he called as the youngster ran by. "I need to see you in my office
after school, and bring your sister with you."

Though in actuality only ten minutes passed, it seemed like hours to Bill
before the final bell for the day rang. Then, another half-hour drug by before
the locker room cleared. Finally, a knock sounded at his door.

"Come in and have a seat," Bill said as he checked the training room to insure
its desertion. His hand tripped the lock as he closed the door to his office.
He walked to a locker on the wall opposite where the twins sat, still in the
dark as to the reason for their summons. "I believe this is yours."

Bill turned from the locker and threw the once-white towel to the children.
Only the yellow stains and the acrid odor remained of the piss, but there was
still plenty of shit, now dried in the terry cloth.

Both twins gasped in unison.

"Don't worry, kids. I have no intention of telling anyone of how you two spend
your free time," Bill assured them. "I just want to join you."

Bill had removed his jock strap while he waited for the twins to arrive, and
his throbbing cock met little restraint from his gym shorts. Both Sean and
Shayna stared at the tent it created.

"Man, you're freaking me out," gasped Sean. "I gotta piss."

When he stood to leave the room, Bill stood in his path. He reached out and
tugged Sean's already low-hanging pants down. Then he dropped to his knees and
pulled the white Jockies down.

"You can go right here," Bill said. Then he flicked his tongue on the head of
the boy's flaccid sex. When he met with no resistance, he pulled the cock into
his mouth. The warmth of the oral cavern caused Sean to lose control. His piss
began to trickle, and then built to a gusher, filling his coach's mouth.

"Oh, hurry. I have to go, too," Shayna pleaded. She frantically pulled her
clothes off as she waited for her brother to finish his piss. Once naked, she
sat down on the chair and spread her legs. Her young cunt glistened, as Shayna
released a few drops of her piss and then spread them over the puffy lips with
her finger.

Sean's flow finally stopped. Bill slid over to Shayna and placed her legs over
his shoulders. He buried his face into her crotch, engulfing the entire pussy
with his open mouth. Shayna's release was immediate. Piss poured from her hole
and down her coach's open throat. As the flow began to subside, Shayna farted.
The smell immediately filled the room.

"I hope you're hungry, cause I haven't shit in two days," Shayna growled.

Bill moved his mouth down to the pink asshole. His tongue invaded the tight
sphincter, but almost immediately met resistance on the inside. Shayna grunted,
and Bill's tongue was forced out of the teenager's ass by a huge piece of dark
brown shit. As a second turd began to snake its way from Shayna's ass, Sean
swung his leg over his sister's torso, placing his ass directly over Shayna's
pussy. "Double your pleasure, coach," Sean laughed as his ass opened. As
Shayna's ass-fudge filled the coach's mouth, Sean's shit spread over his face.
What Bill could not swallow, he caught in his hands.

When both had finished emptying their bowels, Sean said, "I gotta fuck. Sis,
lean over the desk and I'll give it to you from behind."

Shayna positioned herself with her elbows on the desk and her ass jutting back.
Sean stepped behind her and slipped his now-hard meat into her tight cunt. Just
as he got a rhythm going, Sean felt a pressure at his own asshole. Before he
could actually figure out what was happening, Bill slid his thick cock into the
boy's virgin hole. Sean experienced a moment of pain, but the pleasure that was
building in his cock forced it from his consciousness. The three established a
rhythm, with Sean sliding into Shayna as Bill slid out of him.

"Fuck me hard," Shayna screamed. "I'm coming."

"Oh, oh, OH! Me. too," cried Sean.

The contractions of Sean's sphincter as he pumped his sperm deep into his
sister proved more than Bill could stand. His cock erupted, filling Sean's
virgin ass with his man-cream.

Once the throes of orgasm subsided, the three climbed into Bill's single stall
shower to erase the signs of their perversity. As the water cascaded over them,
Sean said, You know, I think I'm going to enjoy my last two years here at
Palmer."

"Me, too, bro. Me, too," said Shayna.

Bill could only smile, though his cock again began to swell.

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