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His first daddy dick

The first time I saw James was at the college bookstore. I knew I was going to get him to be my white bitch before the week was out. I was hard just thinking about his long blonde hair and baby blue eyes.

He was taller than my 5'11" 220 pound frame. I followed him out of the bookstore and struck up conversation with him. As we walked he told me of his fasination with video games. I told him I had quite a few games and anytime he wanted he could cum and play. To my surprise he agreed to cum right then. When we got to my crib I told him to make himself comfortable. I asked him if he smoked and he said that he did. We lit up a blunt and smoked it to the face.

By this time I am hard as a rock and stoned. I looked at James, he was just about passed out on my couch. I reached over and unbuttoned his jeans. He was barely with it enough to try and stop me. I took full advantage of the situation. I tore all of his clothes off him I then took all of my clothes off. He took one look at my 16 inch black stallion and his eyes just about popped out of his head. He started yelling and screaming. I told him that my crib was sound proof and that no one could hear him.

After 10 min he finally shut up. I told him I didn't want to hurt him. I just wanted him to suck me off. I told him I would return the favor if he did a real good job. It must have been the purple but I swear I saw his eyes gleam. I asked him if he had ever been with a guy before and he said no. I knew then that I had to be the first.I told him the it would be better if we did the 69 position (that way I could ream his arsehole at the same time and get it ready for what was to come).

I let him suck me for about 30 min then I couldn't take it anymore I had to have his tight white arse. I told him to get on his hands and knees. He started to protest but he was still too high to really fight. First I stuck one finger into his tight brown ring. Then two. After I was able to get four finger in him he started bucking back meeting my thrusts. I knew he was ready. I took my fingers out and replaced them with my cock that was harder than I ever remember.

I aimed the big round head at his anus opening. without warning I rammed my whole 16 inches up his tight hole. It was really tight and I couldn't ram him as hard as I wanted to. But the scream he let out just made me want to fuck him harder. I pulled my full length out and then I rammed it back in. This time getting it all in with out discomfort to me by the third or fourth thrust I was ramming him as hard as i could. He was screaming the whole time. I was loving it. It made me hotter.

He started to fight, trying to get away. I told him that I love it when they fight. With each attempt he moved farther away. Then I would slam him back onto my hard cock. God he felt so good. after about 30 min of this I needed to cum.

James had started to get into by this time and with one final thrust I filled his man pussy with gallons of cum. I had never cum so much in my life. As promised I sucked him off. It didn't take long and he was cumming down my throat.

He moved in the next day and now I get my white bitch twinky anytime I want him. I even have a group that comes over once a week to get their massive black cocks in on the action. James loves it. He says he wouldn't trade his daddy dick for all the money in the world.

Babysitting mr miller

On a Friday afternoon, Mrs. Miller came to talk to me. She was going to an out-of-town wedding for the weekend, and her husband would have to stay home because of a pulled muscle or something. Mrs. Miller asked me to check on him during the weekend, just in case.

- Would you mind making sure that William is doing all right, please?

He's able to walk now but you never know if it gets worse.

- Sure, Mrs. Miller.

- I hope I'm not ruining your plans for the weekend, but all the family is going to the wedding and I didn't know whom to ask.

- No, that's all right. No problem.

- Thank you, young man. You're a sweetheart.

Well, I wasn't sure of that. I just didn't know how to say "no thank you" to this lady. She knows how to nudge people into doing things her way.

I had just moved to Rapid City, South Dakota, and the Millers were my nearest neighbors. She was basically the only person I knew already here, apart from the guys at the office. I'd only seen Mr. Miller - or William as she called him - from far away. He seemed to be a husky man in his late sixties or so, with a charming smile and a sexy bald head, but that's all I could say about him. Too bad he's straight, I thought to myself.

Saturday morning I was thinking about Mr. Miller. I was picturing him as a typical hetero male doing typical hetero things when the Mrs. was away laying all day on the sofa in his grubby underwear with several six-packs of beer watching pro wrestling or nude girls with big tits on TV.

I hoped that was not the case. All the sudden I wasn't too excited about my assignment.

Yet Saturday afternoon I knocked on their door. Mr. Miller shouted me to come in.

- Good afternoon, Mr. Miller. I'm Jim from next door.

- Hi, Jim! Welcome in. And just call me Bill, OK?

- OK.

He was sitting on a big, comfy sofa all right, but the TV was off and instead he was listening to a symphony concert on the public radio. I think it was Mahler but I wasn't quite sure. I sat in a chair.

- You seem to be doing all right.

- Yeah, my back wasn't too bad at all. I just didn't feel like going to that wedding so I used it as an excuse. I'm not too crazy about my wife's relatives.

He grinned at me. He looked cute and sexy. His eyes were friendly and warm yet enigmatic. Like there was more to him than he was willing to reveal.

I was getting interested in him again, until I remembered he was straight. That's the story of my life, I thought to myself --- all the sexy men are straight. I must have been very, very, very bad in my previous life.

- You care for something to eat or drink, I asked.

- Actually there are some sandwiches and lemonade in the fridge. Would you mind fetching them?

- No, not at all.

I went to the kitchen and found a tray of sandwiches and a pitcher of fresh lemonade in the fridge. Grabbed two glasses and some napkins with me and I was ready to return to the living room.

- I see Mrs. Miller has taken a good care of us.

- Yes, she's good at that.

Bill smiled at me and there was an instant electric-like feeling inside me. Suddenly he looked so dreamy I couldn't believe it. I was increasingly supersorry that he was straight. We continued to listen to the music, enjoyed our sandwiches and sipped the lemonade.

I was running my eye all over him every time he didn't see it - but it wasn't too often as he was so animate and gave me looks all the while. It almost felt like he was checking me out, I thought to myself. I tried to keep myself from smiling as I was entertaining that idea.

Then Bill tried to lean forward but couldn't.

- Ouch!

- Is it your back?

- Yeah. But that's all right. I just need to remember I have to beware of it.

- Could I give it a massage?

- Uhm... well... why not?

Bill seemed to be slightly hesitant yet he turned and laid down on the sofa on his belly. I sat next to him and started rubbing his mid back. The position was slightly uncomfortable and Bill noticed it.

- You all right?

- Actually no... You mind if I sit on your thighs? It would be easier from there.

- If you say so.

I sat down on his thighs, my legs apart so that they were on either side of him. This way I could reach his back while I was able to keep mine straight.

I had been giving a lot of massages so I knew what I was doing. I rubbed his back with long, firm strokes. I used enough force so that Bill was sighing appropriately both with pleasure and pain.

After a while Bill went silent for a while.

- You seem to like this...

I didn't quite understand what he meant.

- Yes, I've done this a lot.

- I mean, you really seem to like this...

I was puzzled. What on earth was he talking about?

Then it hit me - I had a hard on and I was rubbing it on Bill's ass while I was giving him the back massage! I had been so carried away I had totally not noticed it. What shall I do? What shall I say?

I jumped off him. I had an instant hard-off.

- Oh no! I'm so sorry. I didn't notice it.

- That's all right. It's just natural.

I wondered why he was so cool about it. He remained on the sofa on his belly. Was he just trying to buy some time to figure out what to do? Or was his back so sore he couldn't throw me out of his apartment even if that's what he was dying to do?

- I guess you don't want me to continue, Mr. Miller?

- It's Bill. And I was quite enjoying it, too, thank you very much.

Now I was just feeling numb. What on earth was going on?

- Shall I continue?

- Yeah! It felt good.

I climbed on the top of him again, careful with not touching him with my crotch. He felt a bit tense when I restarted rubbing his back but went back on sighing as soon as I laid my hands on him.

- A bit higher.

I moved my hands higher.

- A bit higher, please. It feels so good.

I couldn't reach any higher without moving myself. Now my crotch was rubbing against his butt again and my hard-on instantly came back. His sighs became louder, too.

- Oh, yeah! That's wonderful.

I was marveling at the situation. Was he cool about me having a hard-on? Or was he enjoying the very hard-on of mine? I had to make a test.

I went gradually gentler with my hands and at the same time pushed my crotch harder on his ass.

He didn't seem to mind. I went even more gentle and sensual with my rubbing --- and put more weight on my hips. Eventually I was really massaging his buns with my cock now.

His moaning became louder. I couldn't hold back any more.

- Would you like to turn around?

- Oh yes!

I raised myself enough for him to be able to turn on his back. I laid myself onto him and we immediately entwined in a feverish embrace. We kissed each other passionately, fondled each other with our busy hands, moaned, held each other in our arms like there was no tomorrow.

It felt so good, so right and so utterly exciting.

It took us all but forever. Neither was willing to let go as if we might come to senses if we stopped. And we both had obviously been yearning for it for much too long not to let reason to stop us.

I loved kissing him, deep and slow. I could tell he was enjoying it, too. He tasted so good. He felt so good.

Little by little we got rid of our clothes.

I could feel him wriggle with passion underneath me, naked. I could feel his heavy breathing against me. I could smell the musky, sexy odour of his body. I could feel his hard cock against the hardness of mine. I could feel his hand caressing my neck, my back and my ass.

I was so hard and ready to explode.

- Would you like to go 69?

He answered with a nod before I even finished the question. He was ready to explode, too.

I got up and turned around on him. I could feel Bill grab on my ass and take my cock in his mouth. I was already dripping pre-cum like always. I took his dick in my mouth. It was just perfect --- it filled my mouth with the hard, throbbing, tasty flesh. I started blowing him as he did me.

It didn't take long for us both to come. It was almost violent yet a wonderful moment. I squeezed Bill in my arms as hard as I could and pushed my cock deep into his mouth and he came into my mouth simultaneously.

We continued to suck each other well after the climax. There was no rush whatsoever for ending this precious moment. We just wanted to gather the last drops of cum, keep enjoying the afterglow and cherishing the rare moment of two men embracing each other sensuously.

Finally, it was over.

- I guess it's time to call it a day.

His words made me really sad. When shall I see him again? His wife isusually always at home.

- Okay. Good night then. I'll probably see you later, I managed to say.

- Where are you going?

Bill was smiling at me in a puckish way. I was puzzled for a second.

- I thought you said it's time for me to go to bed.

- Yes, I did. But not in yours.

Then I got it. Bill was smiling at me in an ever so charming way. I smiled back.

- I need to go home to get my toothbrush anyway.

- No you don't. Borrow mine.

- I guess I can shower here, too?

- If you don't mind showering with me, that is.

I felt electrified. This was like a beginning of a truly great thing.

And I wasn't wrong.

Dad shares his son

After a winter vacation from school, I left my parents home in the suburban area of Kansas City and was heading back to my home in Denver. I had a nice visit with my parents and relatives, but after fourteen days with them, I was about to climb the walls. Enough is enough! I was ready to head back to Denver Business School. Besides I was ready for some hot sex, and I knew if I played my cards right I may find some horny salesmen or truck drivers along the way.

I was traveling Interstate 70 highway all the way. Starting with the Kansas turnpike until I reached Topeka, then continue on free Interstate 70 the rest of the way. I'd traveled this route before and knew several of the rest areas and truck stops were a good place to pick up a hot traveler for some quick 'sexcapades'. Many of the rest stops had very active Glory Holes and there was always some traveler ready to drop a quick load in my hungry cock sucking mouth, and right now I was hungry! It had been a dry 14 days with the family.

I soon arrived at the entrance to the Turnpike, took my ticket and hurried to the first rest stop to see what I could find. It was early in the morning so you would usually find traveling salesmen or horny morning truckers. Later on in the day they were filled with families and very seldom could any good action be had. Yet, I still remember the time I was blowing a married man at the urinal when his wife called to him thru the Lattice windows.

"Honey, me and the kids will be waiting for you in the car. Are you about done?" she asks him. He shouted back. "Yeah, Just a minute. I'm coming...." and he was. Little did she know her 'honey' was fucking my face and filling me with his honey? Love those 'faithful' married men.

I rushed to my first rest stop to find another gay dude had already taken position at the glory hole. I didn't even set down at the toilet but stood, took a quick pee and started to play with my cock. He gave the motion to stick it through the hole. I was so horny. I was ready to deposit my 14 day load. He was a good cock sucker and faithfully drained my cock and licked me clean. I felt so much better. No man should go that long without cumming. I was still in the mood to suck some cock, but thought I just might hurry on to my next stop which was about 50 miles.

I had noticed a sign a few miles back advertising a roadside restaurant and filling station and so I pulled off the Interstate and followed the signs to "Big Jake's Restaurant and Filling Station." It had been on the main highway before the Interstate bypassed it and now it looked empty, old, and rundown, but it was my last stop before Junction City. My fuel was getting low and my stomach was ready for something more substantial than multiples loads of cum, so breakfast was now a priority. This place was all I needed at the present time.

I pulled into the empty pump area and waited for some service but I needed the bathroom to take my morning piss, wash up, and then go inside to get some breakfast. so I followed the path around the side of the building to the men's room. In days gone by, many of these older restrooms were a source of wild sexual activity. The truckers would line up just to use the glory holes where another cocksucker would satisfy their sexual need before they headed on down the road, but now the Interstate had changed much of that action.

As I entered the bathroom I was shocked to find a man in his station uniform, standing behind a young man, shoving his big cock up the boy's ass. They must not have heard me enter because they continued their activity without stopping or looking my direction.

The older good looking man, about 45, had his station uniform pants down around his ankles. His shirt was flaring open exposing his naked chest and his hard muscular abs. He was gripping the boy's firm buttocks and was roughly fucking the boy and occasionally slapping his bare butt cheeks. The trim body of the boy, about 16, was bending over the sink and gripping it tightly with his hands. He was shirtless, and his pants were down around his ankles resting on his boots.

"You like that big dick up your pussy ass, don't ya boy? Ya fucker can't get enough dick, huh ya little slut. Can you feel it up your boy pussy? Feel that hunk of cock swelling and getting ready to pump you full of Daddy juice? You love that meat pumping you full of spunk every day. Huh? Tighten that pussy ass! (Slap, slap.) Make it feel good for your daddy and I might let you cum if you're a good slut. Oh yeah. You're daddies little pussy boy. Ya like to make me cum, don't you slut? (Slap, Slap) Take it punk, Take my hard dick. Drain my cock. Oh fuck, fuck, fuck. I'm gonna fill your cunt with your daddies cum. Oh God. Here it comes. Here it comes, ya little punk ass pussy boy. Ah, Fuck, Fuck. Ah.

The man continued to pump the young boy's ass and slap his cheeks until they were red. They were so busy fucking that they never saw me standing a few feet from them while they fucked. I was so excited I had my cock out and was jacking off and almost ready to shoot my load. The man suddenly saw my reflection in the mirror. I had my pants down below my hips and my hard cock in hand.

"Damn it. I guess I didn't fix that lock on the door very well. How long ya been standing there? You might as well come in and properly lock the door if you want some action here. I guess you like what ya see huh? Chip. Looks like we have some company."

He stood behind the boy soaking his cock deep in the boy's ass. When he finally decided to ease his dick out of the boy's ass a thick juicy load of cum seeped out of his well used hole. A stream of wet clear cock juice ran down the inside of the boy's leg. The man's large thick cock was still partially hard and covered with his spunk. I was tempted to drop to my knees and clean the remaining juices from his penis. Then go to the boy's sweet looking asshole and suck out his dad's juices. It was so hot.

"Well, ya might as well get a good piece of ass while ya here that is if you don't mind sloppy seconds. This boy of mine never gets enough of his daddy's dick juice and is always looking for more hard cock. By the looks of your hard prick you might enjoy some of this boy pussy. Come over closer and take a good look. This is Chip, my oldest boy. He's been my relief pussy since his mama left us a few years ago. Now get in there and fuck some hot boy pussy. He likes it hard and rough so bang away, stranger.

"Chip. This man is gonna fuck your boy pussy while I take a piss. He looks like he's gotta nice size prick so give him a good time. "

This was the first time I'd ever walked into a father and son situation, and it was awesome. The father was a hunky stud looking number and his young son was a handsome young reflection of his old man; chip off the old block, as they might say. What a pair they made. I was in such a horny daze that I quickly ran my hands over Chip's smooth hairless ass cheeks and guided my hard cock right into his wet cum filled boy pussy. It was so warm and juicy from his dad's seed. Just the thought of depositing my cum up this young ass right after his father had just fucked him, really turned me on. I didn't want to cum too quickly but only after a few minutes I knew I was going to blow. The father went up to the boys face and put his semi-hard cock into his son's mouth.

"Take my cock and drink my piss, you cock sucking pig. I have a nice warm load for you boy. Just hold it in your mouth until I get ready to piss. If you start sucking on it I won't be able to piss. I'll let you suck me off after this dude fucks your hot ass. How's that strangers cock feel up your boy pussy ass? See? Your daddy is good to you, enough to share your ass. Fuck that ass man. He needs another big load of cum in him. Fuck that bitch."

As I was pounding away at the boy's hot and juicy ass, his dad was pissing down his throat. It was just too much for me to handle. I was going to blow.

"Damn. This is a fantastic piece of ass. I can't hold out any longer. I'm too hot. Gonna blow. Oh Fuck. I'm cumming. I'm cumming."

I continued to pump my load deep into Chip's ass and occasionally slap his bare ass. I could feel his boy pussy tighten around my dick every time I slapped him. It was unbelievable sex. The father had emptied his load of piss down Chips throat while I stood enjoying the aftermath of a great orgasm. Chip continued sucking his dad until it was hard again.

"Yeah. Cocksucker. Suck your daddy's dick. Drain my baby maker. Lick my balls before you make me cum. You are such a cock sucking slut. First you gobble down my piss then you eat my cum. What a whore you've turned out to be. I love ya son. Keep sucking and take my load."

I let my cock ease out of his wet hole but while I was watching this hunk get his cock sucked again by his son, I started getting horny and hot again. I felt the boy's wet ass hole, and dropped to my knees and started sucking out the 2 loads of cum that had been deposited in his hole. I very seldom eat out an ass but I was really turned on by all this hot action. The juices were sweet yet salty. It was beyond description. I continued sucking out both his dad's and my own cum from his young sweet hairless ass.

I cupped his balls in one hand and continued up to his boy cock. To my surprise and joy, his cock was as big as a man's. He was uncut and the foreskin covering his cock head was soft and moist with his pre-cum. I just had to suck on this young stud's cock.

I crawled under him while he continued to suck on his dad's cock. His father spread his legs and was setting on the sink enjoying his son blowing him. I was in the progress of exploring Chip's sweet young cock. I enthused my tongue into the opening of his foreskin tasting his sweet juices of pre-cum. Chip's semi-hard dick became immediately hard and grew to a good 7 inches of boy meat. His dad looked down and saw me sucking his boy's cock.

"Looks like we have another cocksucker in our presence. Suck my boy's cock, you fucking cocksucker. Give him some good head while I give him my cock and another load. This is good. The boy deserves a good cocksucker to drain his sweet cock. Suck that cock, man. Suck it dry."

The boy started moaning and shooting a huge load of boy cum into my mouth and down my throat. I swallow as quickly as he came and took every drop. His dad started shooting another load into his son's mouth at the same time. It was a wild but thoroughly enjoyable scene. I reluctantly released Chip's cock and gathered up my pants. I was still on the floor between Chips legs while Chip still had his dad's cock soaking in his warm mouth when there was a loud knock at the bathroom door.

"Hey! Hey in there! We need to use the toilet. Is someone going to let us in or do we have to break down the door?" Then two more hard knocks on the door.

We all hurried into position with Chip hurrying to a booth, his dad pulling up his pants and tucking in his shirt and I went into the other booth to straighten up myself.

"All right. All right! Damn it! Hold onto your fucking britches. I'm coming."

Jake opened the door. I could make out two men's voices as they started taking to him. Meanwhile I had straightened up and left the booth and had gone to the sink to wash up. I looked in the mirror and standing at the urinals were two hot looking Kansas Highway Patrolmen taking a piss.

"Hey Jake, What are you dudes doing in here with the door locked anyway? Looks kind of strange to me." Then the 2 patrol men laughed and winked at Jake.

Jake grinned and winked back. "You know what we're a doing, you fuckers. I always have some action for you bastards. I expected you later on today, but now that you're here you might as well whip out your meat and get some ass. That son of mine is always ready for you two studs."

"Son. Get your self out here and preform your duties. The State Troupers need some action so they can get back on the highways to protect us from all those perverts on the roads." Then Chip opened the toilet booth door and gave a quick smile and wave to the Patrolmen still standing at the urinals. Without even putting his hard dick back in his uniform, the first patrolmen walked over to the boy in the booth to offer him his cock. Chip dropped to his knees and started servicing the Patrolman.

I tried to act as relaxed as possible while washing my hands and combing my hair. I noticed my jeans were slightly wet on the knees where I must have knelt in some water while rimming Chip's tasty ass. I wasn't about to leave the toilet with this action taking place. I went back to one of the vacant urinals so I could see better and to get a good look at the other Patrolman standing at the urinal with his cock hanging out. Chip's dad was leaning against the sink jacking on his cock. I dropped to my knees and started sucking on the other patrolman. Jake went to the booth and told the patrolman to come out where we could all watch.

"If I'm gonna give you my son to use, you might as well let us all watch. "

"You dirty Ole man. You like to watch your son getting his ass banged huh? Okay, Jake. I'll give you a good show. Come out here Chip so your dad can watch you take my 8 inch cock up your juicy hole. I take it you've been fucked a few times already so you won't need any lube. Bend over the sinks and take my cock, you young slut."

"Yes sir. Fuck my ass. I need your cock. Fuck me, stud."

We all gathered around the sink to watch the patrolman fuck Chip. I reached for the other patrolman's hard cock while dropping my pants. I turned towards the sink, bent over and offered my ass to him. He didn't hesitate but guided his cock to my ass hole, spit in his hands to use for lubrication, then plunged in with one hard push. I almost yelled out from the sudden entry, but held my stance.

After the initial shock of getting rammed up the ass with a big cock, I looked over at Chip leaning over the counter getting fucked next to me. He was enjoying the 8 inch patrolman's cock being shove up his ass. We both grunted with pleasure as the men fucked us in rhythm. Chip's dad was leaning against the wall watching our rape and jacking on his cock. Both patrolmen started to cum at the same time. I felt the cock in my ass swelling and the man started to cum at the same time the other patrolman shot his load up Chip's ass. What perfect timing.

What a pleasant and surprising time I had during my stop at the Gas Station. I knew I had to put "Big Jake's Restaurant and Filling Station' on my 'Must Stop' places in Kansas.

My stepdad

Mom and I had been living along for 5 years after my dad just walked out one night. I had just had my 13th birthday, and Mom told me she had something she wanted to talk to me about. We sat down and Mom seemed to be really nervous, she explained that she had met a man at work and they had been dating for over a month and she wanted me to meet him. She told me she really liked him and wanted to know how I felt about her seeing someone, I told he that it was cool with me, I was at that age that I like being alone and didn't mind her being out some nights. She ask if I would be willing to spend some time with her new friend, his name was Ben and he worked at the loading docks at her job. I said sure that would be fine with me.

Well, Saturday came around and this was the day for Ben and I to meet. The door bell rang and Mom all but ran to the door, she walked in and said sweetie this is my friend Ben. Now I should explain that I was going thru that stage in life when sex was controlling me and it didn't matter whether it was a man or a woman, it was just something sexy about anyone who was hot looking.

This guy was a cross between a biker and a long shore man, he was 6ft2 with dark brown hair, a big thick mustache, killer green eyes and shoulders that were ment to be climbed on. he reached out to shake my hand and when he took hold of my hand my dick went rock hard. nothing like this had ever happened before, i had met a lot of the guys that Mom worked with but this was totally different.

Mom had decided that it would be best if Ben and I spent the day together, so she was going to spend the day and night with her sister and be home the next day around noon. I was not crazy about this, but I wanted Mom to be happy so I agreed, only asking it I was to be alone all night, she laughed and said no way mister Ben will spend the night with you, it will be a boys night, just the two of you. Ben got a big grin and said you cool with that champ, just us two guy kicking back and relaxing together? I looked at him and could only smile and say sure that sounds great.

After Mom had went over everything with Ben, he helped her get her thing to the car and off she went. When Ben came back in the living room he plopped down on the sofa right next to me. He wrapped his big hairy arm around my neck and said, well champ what should us guys do to keep our selves out of trouble today. I could not even think, his body was touching mine and I was being controlled by my dick at that moment. Ben seemed to be very concerned by my lack of comments and said what up buddy, don't you want to be my boy.

I finally was able to speak and I looked at him and said, well Ben it has been Mom and I for so long I don't think I really know what two guys even do together. Ben got that grin again and he leaned down really close to my face and said, well by the end of this day you will be very aware of what two guys can do with each other. Then out of no where he kissed me on the cheek and pulled me close to his chest giving me a big hug.

Ben looked me in the eyes and said, hey sport lets was my truck, it is a great day out and we could cool off with the hose while we wash the truck. I smiled and said sure that will work, besides Mom lets me wash her car on Saturdays for some spending money. Ben said we should change into some shorts first so I was off and running for my room, he walked in just as I was dropping my pants. I froze in place he laughed and said I think I should change in here we don't want people to think the wrong thing about your Mom now do we. I was not really sure what he ment but I said sure and with that he dropped his bag on the bed and started to remove his shirt.

I had never seen a man with so much hair on his chest and I was staring at him when he said, what's up buddy you never seen a mans chest before, I turned so red it told him everything he needed to know. Oh hey sport I am sorry I was not thinking, look someday you will look like this to, it is OK to look I don't mind, hell you can touch my chest if you want too. I reached out and placed my hand in the center of his chest, rubbing the hair between my fingers. Wow Ben, that's so soft. I worked my hand across his chest and as I touched his nipple it jumped to life and Ben let out a moan. I am sorry, did I hurt you, he smiled and said not at all sport that felt really good, no need to stop I LIKE THIS. I rubbed his right nipple then the left and each time he just rolled his head back and moaned.

I stopped rubbing him and went back to putting on some shorts so we could get to washing the truck. Ben undid his jeans and pushed then down, he was not wearing any underwear and he had thick black pubic hair. He smiled and said ya kid you will get this too. I don't know why but I reached out and ran my fingers thru the bush and this caught Ben off guard. He jumped and when he did my hand was now touching his penis. Hey Ben will mine be as big as yours someday too? He was so shocked at this question that he just smiled and said kid this is nothing wait till it gets hard. With that Ben quickly changed and was heading out of the room with me hot on his heels.

We washed the truck and sprayed each other with the hose and finally when we were both, wet and covered in sweat Ben said it was time to cool down and he wanted a cold beer. I jumped at this and said I will get you one Mom has some in the fridge. he smiled at me and said now that's how a boy should treat his dad. Wow I thought I finally have a dad.

We went to the back yard and he stretched out in the chaise lounge while I went and got the cold beer and a soda for me. When I got back, I handed Ben the beer and he reached out and pulled me onto the lounge and said thanks kid your one cool kid. I was in heaven this guy was so nice I could see why Mom liked him. We laid there for quit a while and I realized Ben was falling to sleep. I curled up next to him and put my head on his chest, man this guys chest felt so good and he had this strange smell like a mix of sweat and beer and cigars, and for some strange reason I really liked it a lot.

We must have fallen asleep, because the next thing I remember was Ben telling me it was time to think about something for dinner. Ben cooked us steaks that Mom had gotten for us and he had several more beers before and after dinner. once we had finished and cleaned the mess up, he said kid one of us stinks and i don't think its me, i laughed at him and i said oh ya it is you and i get the shower first. i ran for the bathroom and Ben just smiled and said i don't think so mister.

I was in the shower by the time Ben got to the bathroom, he dropped his shorts and jumped right in with me. He was splashing me and holding me back from the water. I grabbed moms hair conditioner and sprayed him with it, he was so slippery that he couldn't hold me back and I was sliding all over him. My hands where flying all over him and every now and then when he would get a good hold on me I would be smashed to his chest, I lost my footing and I slide down his body my face sliding right over his now half hard penis. I don't know what made me do it but I reached out and grabbed his man cock and started to pull on it. Ben really began to moan loudly and I just kept pulling on his penis. the more he moaned the more I pulled and the harder he got.

I was so fascinated at what this action was doing to him that I did not even notice that he was no longer wresting with me but just standing there with this wild look on his face and saying oh baby boy that's so nice, oh so fucking nice....

Oh ya that's it make daddy feel good, oh ya jack my big cock, oh fuck ya that's so sweet.......then all of a sudden he must have realized what was happening because he jumped back and said no stop, don't do that. he pushed my hand away and i was so shocked and so upset that i had done something wrong that i jumped out of the shower and ran crying to my room.

I was laying on my bed crying when Ben came in. He walked up to the bed and sat down and said hey champ don't cry, I am sorry for yelling at you it is just that what we where doing, well that's something that I should not be doing with you. I rolled over and looked at him and said but Ben I thought you liked me and now you don't and Mom will be mad at me and she will get all upset.

Oh buddy, that's not true I like you, your a great kid it is just that, well what we where doing was something that two people do when they are adults, men should not let sweet boys like you do that to them. But i thought you liked it, oh kid it was wonderful, i mean it felt so good. i looked at his crotch and his cock was starting to rise again. i looked Ben in the eyes, Ben i want to be your boy, i don't have a dad and your so cool, Mom likes you she said so, so why cant we just be buddies and we don't have to tell mom , she said it was our time together so why cant we just have fun, I liked making you feel good, it was really nice to do that and besides isn't that what boys do for there dads?

I reached over and placed my hand on his now half hard penis and slowly stroked him, he was dripping some clear stuff out of his penis and it made it so easy to stroke him, he moaned softly and wrapped his arm around me and said oh baby we can never tell anyone about this it has to be between just you and me. i said that was how it was going to be and with that i slowly began to stroke Ben's now hard cock. He held me tight and began kissing me on the cheek, telling me how wonderful i was making him feel. I kissed him on the cheek and i told him that i liked him and he turned and i felt his lips touch mine and then he kissed me on the lips.

Ben's breathing became faster and he was saying things like oh baby your going to make me cum, oh ya baby make daddy cum oh ya your my boy, your just what daddy needed, oh fuck baby here it cums. his dick jerked and a spurt of white stuff flew out hitting me on the face, then another and another, his body was shaking and he was roaring like a wild animal. i was so facinated that i lowered my face to his penis and the last two spurts hit my lips and i licked at it and the taste was something i will never forget, Ben's body was shaking and he was starting to catch his breath when i open my mouth and took the head of his cock in my mouth and licked at the sweet white stuff. he grabbed the sides of my head with his hands and held me there and said oh ya baby lick daddies cock oh ya that's so fucking nice.....

Coach milks karl


Karl stared, mouth open, at the hairy muscled man spread on a lounge chair next to the pool. It was a pretty hot day and not only was the man covered with a sheen of sweat, in spots it was pooled enough to mat down some of the thick black curly hairs covering much of the man's body.

"Is that you, Karl?" asked Dave Colletti, sitting up slightly, causing his six-pack to pop up as he shielded his eyes from the bright early afternoon sun.

"Yes it sure is Good! It's such a great surprise to see you here," stammered Karl as he reached out his right hand to his former college swimming coach, taking note of the rivulets of sweat now running off the curves of his coach's six pack and racing off his body. Karl's nuts started churning. Coach Colletti! His ultimate fantasy man, laid out in front of him, clad only in a black form fitting swimsuit.

For his part, Dave Colletti drank in the sight of the 22 year old blond muscle boy, water running off him since he just climbed out of the pool, his white and red striped Speedo sucked tight against his body, leaving little to the imagination of the prize inside.

"Lemme look at you, Karl!" said Dave as he quickly sat up and swung both legs to his left so that Karl found himself standing between them. Dave grabbed Karl's outstretched hand and his left paw locked onto the outside of Karl's right leg. Dave gave a wide smile of pleasure at the feel of the boy's strongly muscled leg.

Embarrassed at how quickly he was starting to harden, Karl went into a squat that left his head level with Dave's chest. Dave moved his left hand to the hard ball of muscle that formed Karl's right shoulder as his eyes first followed the kid's dick on its journey downward, then back up to his face. The two men stared at each other, realizing that the gazes were filled with nothing more than animal lust. The look acknowledged and welcomed the attraction that had been there since they had first met 6 years before when Karl was a 16 year old high school junior visiting colleges. This past year had gone by without their having seen each other. It allowed each to reach this point where all that mattered was giving in to the desire to have the other man. They were ready. Dave broke the spell with a chuckle and a squeeze of Karl's shoulder.

"We won state again this year and the school board gave me and the wife a weekend at this hotelthe honeymoon suite! We planned this for weeks and then her sister had emergency surgery three days ago and Carol went there to watch the kids. Reservation couldn't be changed. So here I am, a 44 year old man staying in a honeymoon suite--alone!" Dave started massaging Karl's shoulder and Karl visibly relaxed, remembering how he had always trust his coach implicitly.

"Karl come up to the suite," Dave said, continuing to caress the blond boy's smooth bulging shoulder. Dave's eyes dropped back to Karl's crotch, noticed the straining rod...and he smiled again.

Karl wrapped a towel around his waist and stumbled after Dave, his eyes boring into the coach's massive back, his dick pulsed almost uncontrollably as he drank in the sight of the shiny skin covered with a thin film of hair. He would do anything for his coach. Karl remembered how he and his teammates so passionately believed that Coach Colletti would do anything for them. Now Karl knew that doing anything for coach meant doing everything his coach wanted.

"I've put on a few pounds," Karl admitted in the elevator, his head hanging down.

"You just need a bit of training to take care of that," Dave said, pulling Karl closer to him. Truth was Dave was more attracted to Karl than ever before. Yes, he'd put on a few pounds, just a few, and the effect was that all the swimmer's muscles just seemed to bulge out a bit more than they did when he had been on the college team. Karl's muscles all of them were bigger and rounder than they had been in college. Coach ran the tips of his free hand up and down Karl's defined abs, as if he were filing them on the lumps of tightened muscle, "Nice," he whispered as the elevator shot upward.

Once inside the room, Dave led Karl to the middle of the living room, yanked the towel off the young swimmer, and said, "Let me judge what kind of shape you're in." His eyes brightened as they raped the almost naked blond pup. Karl's dick throbbed inside his Speedo, belching out precum, as his coach's hands roamed his body.

"Oh, this is nice, Karl, real nice," Dave hissed as his large hands rolled up and down over Karl's firm abs. Dave grabbed Karl's hips and turned the kid aroundKarl moveddazed. As Dave's hands roamed over the map of muscles on Karl's back, Karl gave into the sexual bliss that enveloped him so quickly, leaning back into the familiar touch of his coach's hands. He now remembered the feel of those hands so many times in college touching him in encouraging ways during swim practices and meets, treating him more roughly as they guided him through workout sessions with weights.

Dave moved his hands down to the blond's hairless legs, pleased that Karl had chosen to continue shaving off what little body hair he had. Dave ran his hands up and down the back of Karl's thighs. "Your legs are still in great shape, kid, really great shape."

"Thanks coach thanks," Karl grunted as his passion rose. Dave's hands moved up the firm legs slipping underneath the Speedos and made their way up the curve of the muscle boy's firm glutes.

As he caressed the twin mounds of muscle, Dave leaned his head down bringing his mouth to the kid's ear, whispering, "Let go, Karl, let go. Coach is here. Coach wants you to feel good. Let go, Karllet golet gomake coach happy" Karl tensed, grunted, and let go. Dave held his grip on the swimmer's ass, feeling the muscles dimple rhythmically as the kid pumped out shot after shot of cum into the confines of his damp Speedo.

Before the blond muscle pup could recover, Dave urged him into the huge bedroom where they ended up standing in front of the full length mirrored doors of one of the closets. Coming out of his sexual fog, Karl's eyes gradually focused forward. He let out a long deep groan as he stared at his own wet muscled body, now covered with an even mix of the remnants of chlorinated water from the pool, and his own sweat. He could feel his rock hard cock churning in the film of warm cum. What really turned him on of course was seeing Coach Colletti's 6' 4" body behind him, towering over him by a half foot, coach's hairy legs spread out even further than Karl's own smooth legs, already stretched outward.

Coach Colletti's sinewy arms, matted with dark hair, really stood out visually as they stretched out from underneath Karl's armpits, roaming over the swimmer's chest and stomach. Karl hit that special sexual mark again, gave into it, and leaned back against his coach, trusting that he'd be held up and was rewarded by the feel of the thick damp mat of hair on Dave's chest moving like a swamp over his own smooth skinned back.

Karl felt the coach's rough hands roaming over his chest and stomach and listened to the whisper at his ear. "Fuck, you are one hot son of a bitch, Karl! You've taken good care of yourself, kid. I've wanted to fuck around with you forever. Watching you back then straining on the weight machines, making yourself bigger and harderand all for meyou did it all for medidn't you?" Dave flicked his tongue in and out of Karl's ear every once in a while as he kept up the flow of praise into the panting swimmer's ear.

Though he'd never see it in the flesh, Karl knew that Coach Colletti had a huge dickreally huge. He could feel coach pressing his crotch against the small of his back. He wanted that dick. He needed that dick. Karl reached back as well as he could and started pulling at the black lycra material covering Dave's tubesteak.

"That's it, son, pull those down. Free my fuckin' meat!" Both men squatted to finish the project. When they stood back up, Dave kicked the balled up suit across the room and pressed his weighty hanging horsedick and balls against the smooth skin of Karl's lower back.

"Here, Karl, say hi to your new roommate," said Dave as he worked the tip of his dick into the waistband of Karl's Speedos and then quickly jammed his dick downward. Karl yelped at the shock of suddenly feeling that hot tube of manflesh along his ass trench. Even soft, the fucker had to be nine inches it felt like a huge hot bratwurst between Karl's buns. "Kiss it, Karl, squeeze it with your ass and kiss it," Dave whispered into Karl's ear as he slowly fucked his meat up and down Karl's trench.

Karl squeezed his ass cheeks and was rewarded with a moan from coach. Though Dave prided himself on his sexual control, he felt his meat firming up much faster than normal. But how could he not? This beautifully muscled fuckpup was his for the taking. Dave's brain started having little explosions as the nerve reports shot from his roaming hands and forearms journeying over the swimmer's chest and stomach muscles, and from his dick held captive by the Speedo as it traveled up and down the kid's wet hot ass crack. Dave Colletti did not want to get to the finish line just yet. He wanted his boy to cross it a few more times on his own.

Pulling his dick out of the Speedo with a jerk, Dave spun Karl around and dropped to his knees in a flash. Karl didn't know what was going on till he suddenly felt new warmth on his precum spewing rocket.

"Oh fuck, coachfuckfuuuucccckkkkk," croaked Karl as he felt his coach's open mouth running along the length of his cock and locked his hands onto Dave's head, pleased to have the sensation of touching the soft curly black hair added to his race of pleasure.

"Coach wants another load, Karl. C'mon, cock this monster and shoot. I can taste your cum. I want more. Give me more juice, son, give me more!" Dave was talking directly to Karl's cock. As he ran his open drooling mouth along Karl's steel hard length, completely dampening the Speedo mixing his thick saliva with the sweat, cum and precum inside, he started gently chewing on the stalk, as he continued his monologue. Each of Dave's arms instinctively wrapped around Karl's legs, frantically rubbing them and pulling the kid toward him.

Dave knew the kid was close and he let Karl take control. Karl's hands tightened their hold on his coach's head, his fingers dug into the tangled mass of the soft curly black hair. He pulled and pulled on Dave's head as if he wanted to jam it far inside his crotch. Karl bellowed as he pumped out another nice load of muscle cum while holding his coach's hairy warm head against his firing tool. Dave's left cheek was pressed right at the underside of Karl's dickhead and he moaned in pleasure as he felt the warm spurts of the boy's cum run along his cheek. Even through the Speedo's material, it felt like a warm caress on his skin.

Staying on his knees, Dave reluctantly pulled his head away from the warmth of Karl's firm young body and reached up to the waist of the Speedos above the kid's sculpted ass cheeks. Locking his fingertips inside the tiny waistband, Dave started to remove the red and white Speedo, moving slowly, scraping his fingernails lightly along the tender flesh of the swimmer's butt. In front, his eyes remained locked on the bulging still hard sex pistol.

As the tip of Karl's dick popped into view, the first thing it did was burp out a tiny bubble of cum. Dave moved forward, kissed the dick tip gently, and pulled back looking up the young man's body. Sweat rolled down Karl's body in streams. As Coach Colletti's eyes moved up the swimmer's body he watched the liquid streaming down the hills and valleys made by the defined muscles on the kid's smooth skin. Karl looked down and met his coach's gaze, smiling as he saw the micro thin string of sticky liquid gently swaying along the six inch gap between coach's puffy wet lips and his own cockhead.

Animalistic grunts came out of Dave's throat as his face locked onto Karl's crotch like a magnet. He had stopped pulling down the kid's Speedos and instead again went into the now seemingly familiar stance of wrapping his sinewy arms around Karl's smooth hard legs. Dave was enjoying the challenge of working his face and mouth into Karl's crotch, sucking up the sweat and double load of cum spread out all over the place. Lumps of steamy cum matted down Karl's pubic hair and hung all over the inside of the Speedo, Dave hungrily and noisily sucked and suckedand sucked.

Karl stood, as relaxed as possible without falling over, his oversized arms hanging like slabs of meat at his side, and looked down at the head bobbing below. Once Dave had worked the Speedo down far enough to allow his vacuuming mouth to get underneath Karl's nuts, the kid's dick, for the first time since he squatted in front of his coach about an hour before, lost a bit of its hardness. But just a bit. Karl stared at his turgid dick, barely "relaxing" on the bed of black curls of his coach's head. As Coach Colletti worked the underside of Karl's nuts feverishly, the swimmer watched his stalk being gently massaged by the mass of moving hair. His dick was still slathered with sticky remnants of his own cum and his coach's saliva and he watched as some of it ran off into the forest of hair while at the same time some other hairs seemed to almost jump toward the kid's uncut length to lock onto the smooth skin for nourishment.

With his thought only being to please himself, Karl wrapped a fist around his cock and let out a sigh. Coach Colletti pulled his head out from under Karl's jewels, looked up and ordered, "Let go of that, boyit's mine." Karl looked into his coach's eyes, immediately gave in to his superior, and dropped his fist back to his side. With eyes still locked on each other, Dave brought his mouth to the tip of Karl's rapidly re-hardening dick, pursed his lips, hit the dick tip, tightened his lips even more and sucked forcefully and noisily causing an intensely arousing vibration on and around the slit at the end of the swimmer's dick.

"Oh, God! Coach! Oh, Godit almost hurtsplease!" Dave opened his mouth, sucked in the head of Karl's dick and gently teased the underside of the dickhead with his tongue. Karl's words turned into panting squeals of delight. Dave steadied himself by holding onto Karl's calves, gently massaging them. Dave Colletti was a master cocksucker. He began bobbing up and down about half the length of Karl's dick, a slight noise coming from his throat causing a vibration as he welcomed the hard warmth into his mouth, and then sucking tightly as he pulled back threatening to release his prey but then starting all over again before his lips could release from the cock.

Karl joined the effort by pumping in and out of the wet chamber. Dave would have none of that. He signaled his displeasure to Karl by firmly squeezing the kid's calves. Karl again surrendered to the older man's control.

Though neither man was counting, about every ten trips along the tube of hardened meat, Dave would pull the whole length into his mouth. Karl was well endowed and a less experienced cocksucker would start gagging. Dave knew how to relax his throat muscles and allow the kid's length and girth through a ring of throat muscles. He'd hold it there, working the dick tip and end length with a version of swallowing which had the effect of massaging the tender skin of the swimmer's dick end. He knew these were having the desired effect as he felt the underside of Karl's dick pumping frantically along his tongue.

Sensing Karl's closeness, Dave pulled off the kid's dick, and it popped straight up. Its veiny hard pulsing surface stood there as if angry. Karl looked down at his coach, confused and almost in pain. Dave looked back at Karl, the look saying, "I own you, boy. You listen to me. You please me. I decide when you get pleasure." Once the message had been silently delivered, Coach Colletti jammed Karl's dick back into his mouth to bring him across the finish line. Karl crossed it, his mouth open in a silent scream as he forced out three shots of his thinning juice.

Coach Colletti stood up, walked over to the huge round honeymoon bed in the middle of the room, flopped backwards onto it and laid there, panting, arms and legs spread wide. Karl stumbled over to the bed, stood so that he was closest to Dave's head, and furthest from his coach's feet. Dave tilted his head up, rolled his eyes upward till he could see his blond boy, standing there, sweating and breathing deeply. All the sexual activity had blood coursing through Karl's body which in addition to filling up his cum shooter; it now caused veins usually hidden to pop out on his body.

"Come to papa, Karl," said Dave, almost pleadingly. Karl obeyed and moved closer to the bed, his eyes racing over the naked body of his dream man. He couldn't believe how in person it was even more perfect than it had been in his imagination these past years. And the dick. The dick. THE dick. The first image that flashed into Karl's mind as he gazed on it was a little league baseball bat. It was huge and got fatter toward the head. Then he drank in the hair covering this man's body. Karl's blondness did not lend itself to being hairy and he had always been fascinated by hair on a man's body. And the one he had always been most fascinated by was now spread out in front of him like a sandwich begging for a piece of bread to complete the picture. And Karl knew he was that piece of sweet, warm whole wheat that would do the job.

Karl crawled onto the bed and started moving over his coach's body on all fours. Dave had his own plan of course and when Karl's head was above his hairy chest, Dave reached up, put his hands on the kid's sweaty back, and yanked their bodies together. Karl's face slammed into the hairy flesh between Dave's pecs. Though momentarily stunned, Karl flashed back to reality as he felt Dave's hot tongue working its way around his abs. Karl responded by opening his mouth and sucking lazily on the mass of hair.

The swimmer slid slowly forward, working his tongue over his coach's equally hairy and bumpy abs. He kissed each bulge while Dave's mouth busied itself with the kid's dick and balls. Karl lifted his head and saw Coach Colletti's dick laying there. He wrapped his fists around the huge cock, surprised that though enormous, it was somewhat pliable and warm and soft. He scooted forward as he lifted the man tool in the air trying to decide what to do. The scoot forward pulled Karl's cock away from Dave's mouth but brought the swimmer's baby smooth rounded butt into view. Dave smiled at its freshness, knowing that soon its tiny winking opening would be stretched wide and given a pounding.

Karl started kissing and sucking on Dave's length while continuing to clutch it with both hands. Instead of moving the loose outer skin up and down in the usual stroking method, Karl started gently squeezing it as he covered it with kisses and saliva. Meanwhile, Dave worked on that beautiful ass, each hand grabbing a cheek, playfully slapping the flesh, gradually pulling the cheeks apart with more and more force, staring greedily at the puckered opening. Dave started spitting wads of saliva at the closed flower and then ran his fingers up and down the trench working the saliva in, pressing harder and harder.

All this was not lost on Karl's cock. It quickly regained its full hardness and began pumping out precum, turning the mat of chest hair on the coach into a slimy mass of warm liquid for the kid's eager dick to play in.

Their movements became quicker and more heated. Dave's cock started to harden and Karl was delighted to see that this also caused the base to inflate so the girth of the tool was more evenly distributed. He was also fucking his coach's chest with a fury. Dave had to work harder to control the young ass in front of him as it moved back and forth more and more quickly, clenching open and closed with each thrust. Again, Dave sensed that Karl was close and he knew he had to time things well. Karl had stopped kissing Dave's dick and was now just rubbing his open drooling mouth anywhere along the telephone pole of a dick. His grunts came quicker together. Dave sensed it was time and jammed his right index finger into the kid's virgin ass up to the second knuckle. He felt Karl's muscles clamp on his digit with a force that almost hurt.

Having no idea what just happened, Karl's neck snapped up, pulling his mouth off Dave's throbbing dick and a hoarse scream came out of his throat as he pumped out yet another load, this time onto his coach's chest.

Pulling his finger out of the swimmer's ass, Dave reached forward, pulling and twisting Karl around, almost like a rag doll, and brought the kid's mouth to his, smothering him in a kiss. His tongue moved around Karl's mouth like an anteater's tongue searching for food. Dave pulled Karl's lips off of his, suspending the boy's head in the air.

"You're doing a good job, Karl. You're making me feel really good. I hope I'm doing the same to youson." Then he planted kisses around Karl's face. He pushed Karl's head, sliding the kid's body down his own, until Karl's mouth was again at his coach's chest. Karl knew what to do. He chewed on the thick hair, sucking up as much of the load he'd just put there as possible. Dave closed his thighs, locking Karl's hard dick between them. Karl felt this new warmth surround his cock and instinctively started fucking into them. Added to his growing pleasure was the feel of pressing his abs into the now hardened length of his coach's pole.

"You can do it, Karl. Give it up. Harder. Faster. Do it for your coach. Shoot that fuckin' load, boyshoot it. Feel my legs lovin' you. They love that dick of yours. They want you to wet them with your cum. Feel my dick? I can feel your stomach. Awit feels really good, Karl. Press on it moremoreaaaahhhhhhhhhhthat's it. Now give it up!" Dave kept talking encouragingly to Karl as he felt the kid straining to cum for a fifth time in less than a few hours. It was taking longer each time. Both Dave's hands pressed Karl's back, trying to increase his own pleasure as his dick flattened against Karl's abs.

As Dave felt the warm squirt of a bit of cum between his legs, his hands moved to Karl's ass, squeezing the cheeks. "Good boy, Karl, good boy." Karl was dazed enough to not even realize that he had cum.

Dave slid the kid's body to the side and got out of bed, taking a moment to steady himself, not realizing how much energy he had expended. Karl was curled on his side near an edge of the bed, facing Dave, his eyes barely open. He was tired and just wanted to sleep. He loved this feeling of being barely conscious, about to drop off into a deep sleep.

"I know you got another one in you, baby boy," whispered Dave as he ran a hand lovingly over Karl's face. Karl groaned in response. "Yes you do, Karl, and my job as your coach is to get you there. You'll thank me later."

Lifting him up like a baby, Dave carried Karl back over toward the wall of mirrors. Karl seemed to drift in and out of sleep as he felt himself floating through the air but he was also aware of the warm muscular form pressing on him. He jolted fully awake as Dave set his feet down on the thick carpeting and helped him stand up. As when they first entered the room earlier that afternoon, Karl saw himself in the mirror with Coach Colletti towering behind him. This time though, Karl's tired dick hung its head, pointing straight down at the floor. Karl also noticed the veins that had surfaced all over his body and liked the look.

The afternoon had been foreplay for Coach Colletti and he now knew that he had to get off. He hadn't cum in days. Combined with the workout today he knew that he had a huge load churning inside of him. Besides, he really liked Karl, and he liked having sex with him even better. He wanted this afternoon to stand as a world record for Karl something he'd never achieve again, though with luck, he'd spend the rest of his life trying to match and exceed with his coach. Finally, Dave had never taken a guy through his paces six times in a row. He selfishly decided that it had to be done now, and he wanted to do it with this blond muscle stud who he knew ached for his coach's hairy body and approval.

As Dave began running his fully cocked dick along Karl's spine, he reached around and started playing with Karl's tits, knowing that for most men there was an invisible cord connecting them right to a guy's dick. He started whispering things into Karl's ear, urging him to harden, to please his coach, to go for the gold, to be a good boy, to make his daddy proud, to help his daddy the way his daddy had been helping him all afternoon, and on and on. When ready to play, Dave produced precum like a fireman with his hose at a five alarm fire. The precum literally shot out of his slit, and then traveled down Karl's spine, into his ass crack, and then down his legs. At one point, Karl even thought that his coach was peeing on him; he was getting so wet back there.

Squatting a bit, Dave aimed his torpedo at Karl's pucker. He moved back and forth, knocking at its door, and with each hit he'd burp out yet more precum. His hands moved from the yanking they'd been giving Karl's man tits to the swimmer's cock where he realized the manipulations were having the desired effect. Though not fully hard, Karl was on his way.

"Let me in, Karl. It's my turn. It'll make you feel really good. Trust me, son, I wouldn't lie to you. And you wanna cum again, don't ya? Don't you want to feel that feeling? Shit flying around all over inside your body? Your brain feels like it's going to explode? C'mon, let me in, son. Let's get there together." Dave rammed harder and harder, balancing his need to get off against his need to not hurt his favorite boy with difficulty.

"Aaaahhhhhh!" screamed Karl when he felt his coach's dickhead pop into his ass canal. Dave immediately started soothing the boy by whispering encouragements into his ear. Promising him that the worst was over and that he'd soon feel a good feeling like nothing he'd felt before. Dave had had a difficult time his whole life finding men who would take it up the ass once they saw his tool. Even size queens regularly turned him down. But he knew that one reward was that he was always able to hit a guy's prostate with his huge dick. Many a time, he became the first to do it for many of his past partners.

Dave went back to working on Karl's chest. He always liked that Karl seemed to carry some extra meat on his chest not feminine at all just heavy full pecs. Dave loved watching them bounce ever so slightly as Karl walked around in his Speedos through college and liked them even more when he'd see them change to being rock hard when Karl tensed them. He remembered many times seeing Karl sitting on the weight bench after a particularly grueling workout, taking a short break to catch his breath, while his pecs shuddered as he breathed deeply in and out. Dave would always get a twinge in his cock. Now, while murmuring instructions into Karl's ear about tensing and relaxing his chest, he pushed and pulled them with his hands. He told Karl to take over working his own dick, and also managed to slowly work a third of his length into the hot tight confines of Karl's ass.

When Dave slowly pulled most of his dick out and then slowly pushed the third back it, Karl let out a moan of satisfaction. His ass felt very full, but he liked it. With each journey Dave carefully managed to get a bit more of his dick into his muscle pup. He could also see in the mirror that Karl stayed hard and he was pretty sure there was even some precum bubbling out of the slit. By now he was focusing his hands on Karl's tits, pulling and pinching them. Dave knew from experience that doing this by itself was just pain, but doing it in the state of arousal, often contributed to raising that state of arousal. And from the looks of Karl's dick and the pummeling he was giving it, that's just what was happening.

By now, almost all of Dave's dick was making the trip back and forth through the muck inside Karl's ass. He started to worry about Karl's prostate. Could he be wrong? Could he have finally found a guy whose prostate he couldn't reach? Angrily, he shoved his dick in faster and further than before. Karl's body went completely rigid, he stopped jacking his dick, and his eyes were bugging out of his head staring at his coach's face in the mirror.

"That's what I was talking about, Karl. That's your love button I'm ringin'. Here's another push." Dave pulled out slightly, jammed himself in again. Karl jolted again, let out a croak, and a huge glob of drool fell out of his mouth landing on his left pec where Dave worked the slimy mass into the kid's skin.

Dave went into overdrive. He didn't care about anything but racing to the top of that mountain of pleasure, and feeling his head explode as he spewed out what felt like gallons of cum. With each forward thrust, he'd hit Karl's prostate and cause another jolt. Karl had no control over what was happening to him or inside him. He was so used up that his body went completely limp except for each time his bell was rung. His dick though stayed rock hard.

Coach Colletti had unwillingly let go of Karl's heaving chest because he knew that if he wanted to finish the race, he'd have to do more of the work. He reached down and grabbed inside of each of Karl's thighs, way up near his crotch eventually lifted the kid off the ground and basically fucked Karl senseless. With Karl's remaining amount of strength he leaned backward into his coach's body, working to keep himself from being snapped in two as he felt himself being slammed over and over against those hairy muscles. His brain still registered each hit on his prostate as his vision went white.

Karl only vaguely registered the primal scream that came out of his coach's gut as he unloaded his cream into his young pup. At the same time, Dave only vaguely registered Karl's spasming ass ring, signaling that triumphant sixth cum of the day. The race was over, the medal had been won.

Cum raced down both Karl's and Dave's legs as Dave's tidal wave of cum slowed down. Dave filled Karl's innards with his thick hot load and had so much left over; it actually started squiring out of Karl's ass as Dave began slowing down his fucking motion. Dave was not one of those guys who freezes as he cums Dave gets the greatest pleasure from fucking in and out of whatever hole he's in at the same time he's shooting out his load, and for a long time afterwards. He loves that hot wet squishy feeling on his post-climactic super sensitive dick.

Dave finally pulled his dick out of Karl's ass and laid the now sleeping kid on his stomach on the bed. He stared lovingly at the naked blond with his muscles bulging, pleading to be touched and worked over, even in sleep. Dave pulled the spent body toward the rim of the bed so that Karl's legs hung over the side, ass perched on the bed's edge, looking like he was kneeling on the floor. Dave spread Karl's legs and watched the cum dripping out of the still stretched out asshole. Knowing that Karl would probably be sore when he woke up, and feeling the need to ease some of that discomfort beforehand, Dave moved forward and began lick...

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