Date: Sat, 23 Jul 2011 11:01:27 +0800 From: Ben Ng Subject: Untying Timmy - Part 8 This is a fictional story depicting sexual acts between men and boys. If this offends you please read no further. If you like it or have feedback please let me know at ng.ben9@gmail.com. Read my other stories at http://groups.google.com/group/bens-sexual-adventures. Untying Timmy - Part 8 What a crazy night it was. I've forgotten how many times we had sex that night. I was hungry, lust filled and delirious. There was moaning and screaming, and a lot of sweat and cum. The room was filled with sex. I was too hungry to move and too tired to eat, if that makes any sense. Ultimately, hunger overcame exhaustion and I dragged my sore body to the kitchen. I managed to feed Timmy and myself before collapsing on the bed. I had to call in sick the next morning. Timmy stayed the whole weekend, and I barely left my bedroom the whole time. It was the craziest sex filled weekend ever. We had sex almost every waking moment and only stopped when we were exhausted. Timmy was insatiable and he kept playing with my cock, trying to get it hard again. In the end my cock was so sore I had to ask him to stop, which he was not happy about. "Timmy, I know you want sex a lot, but I can't keep up with you. I'm not a teenager anymore." "I know." "So, can you leave my cock alone for a moment? Let me rest a little?" "Sure." He didn't say another word after that and just watched TV. I sighed. "Look, Timmy, if we were to stay together, we need to be realistic." He didn't say anything. "I can't have sex 24 hours a day. I'd love to, but I can't." Silence. "Did you hear me, Timmy?" "Yes, I heard you! I've heard enough!" He got up and started dressing. "Where are you going?" "Home. If I'm going to watch TV, I might as well do it at home." "What is this about, Timmy? You only want sex? You don't want to be with me, apart from sex?" He looked at me for a while. "What are we going to do? Talk?" "Why not?" He sighed. "What is there to talk about? My life sucks." "Well, tell me! What's so bad about your life?" "I don't want to talk about it! I come here to get away from my life, can't you see?" "Timmy, I don't want our relationship to be only about sex! I care about you!" "If you care about me you won't make me say things I don't want to." It's my turn to sigh. "Fine. You want me to drive you home?" He looked at me again. "Do you want me to go?" "Of course not! Can you stay the night? There's no school tomorrow." "You want me to be here? To sleep in your bed?" "Yes, we've been spending the whole night last night and today in my bed. Why are you asking me this?" "We were having sex, but you still want me to be here when you are done?" "I told you I love you, Timmy. I don't just want you for sex." "I know you said it, but it's hard to believe." "Why?" "Why would you love me? If I didn't let you have sex with me would you still love me?" "I probably wouldn't get a chance to know you personally, if not for the encounter in the locker room." "So it was the sex." "I started to know you and love you through the sex, but not only because of it." "What else?" "The fact that you wanted a father figure and I wanted a son; that's the connection." "Father and son... are they supposed to be having sex?" "Timmy, I've been around gay people long enough to know that a lot of the love for guys is in fact the yearning for a father. That's especially true for young guys like you looking for older guys like me." "That's bullshit. I know I'm gay and that has nothing to do with my dad." "May be, but you can't deny you want me to be your dad, at least part of it?" "I wouldn't be having sex with my dad. I can't imagine that." "It's complicated. Anyway, I'm saying, please stay the night. We can hug and talk. It can be fun." He sighed and looked more relaxed. "Ok, I guess." I turned off the TV and hugged him from behind, spooning him. He was uncomfortable at first, his body was stiff and he was squirming, but after a while, he relaxed and settled in my arms. "Does that feel good, Timmy?" "Yeah. I feel like a little kid again. I haven't been held like that for... ten years?" "You'd get used to it. I'll hold you to sleep every night, if you'd let me." He closed his eyes and sighed. I gave him a kiss on his neck and went to sleep. The next day, I had sex a few more times with Timmy before sending him home. By the time I dropped him off, he seemed disappointed, but happy. "That was the best weekend I've ever had!" He whispered in my ears and kissed my cheek before running back to his home. As I watched his figure disappear into the distance, I suddenly missed him. He has become an important part of my life. I drove back thinking about the amazing weekend we had. When I got back to my house, all empty and alone, a surge of loneliness filled me. I realized I needed him, just as he needed me. The month went by quickly. Timmy and I have gotten closer together. He would stay over at my place on weekends, and we would have crazy sex. I lived like a teenager again. On weekdays, I would coach the wrestling and football teams as usual, and there was plenty of sex too. Either Ryan and Timmy would be fucking in the locker rooms, or Timmy would be sucking the entire football team. After watching the hot sex, I would fuck Timmy extra hard when the others were gone. For some reason, Timmy wouldn't touch the other wrestling guys, apart from Ryan. When I asked him, he said it's because the others tied him up and mocked him. It made sense. Since the sex was mostly a repeat of what happened before, I don't want to write it again. The only thing worth mentioning was the farewell the guys decided to give me at the end of the month. Well, it was Timmy's idea. On the last day of football practice, they decided to do something special. Throughout the practice, the guys looked at me funny and kept asking me to stay back after practice. They said it's really important that I did and something special was going to happen. When I went in the locker room after practice, all the guys were anxious and waiting for me. "What's up, guys? What do you have for me?" "Coach, you got to join in the fun this time!" "Yeah, we need you!" The guys were pleading me to take part in their orgy. "Why? What's going on?" "Coach, please fuck Timmy!" "What?!" "Yeah, you got to fuck him!" "Why?" "Because... he'd only suck us if you fuck him!" "What?!" Timmy walked out from the crowd and explained, "Yes, I was thinking about what kind of farewell to give you. I want you to fuck me while I suck the whole team, and you can't stop until I'm done with everyone." "That's crazy!" "And I told them if they didn't agree to this, and to keep this secret, I will never suck them ever again." "So that's why all the guys wanted me to stay back?" The guys laughed sheepishly. What a way to get me to do something, using the entire team! And what a crazy idea! The coach fucking a student who sucks the whole team! I was hard in no time. "Look! Coach is hard already!" "He wants it!" "How can he resist an offer like this?" The guys all laughed. "Guys, this is crazy, I'm your coach and all..." "Come on, we won't tell anyone!" "Please, Coach!" Have you ever had 12 guys begging you to fuck? It's crazy. The guys had Timmy lying face down on the bench naked, and one guy was parting his butt cheeks to show me the hole. Another guy was lowering my shorts and jock, and my hard cock bounced up and hit my stomach with a loud slap. The guys all laughed, commenting on how hard it was. A few were saying what a fat cock I had and Timmy was going to have a hell of a time. Little did they know I fucked Timmy on a regular basis. In front of the football guys, I only watched and never participated. I didn't trust 12 horny guys to keep secret of the coach having sex with the students. But that day was different. I didn't really have a choice. Timmy's hole was presented in front of me and the guys were pushing me towards him. One guy was stroking my cock and another fondling my balls. Another two guys were taking my shirt off and I was naked in no time. These guys were determined to get me to fuck Timmy so that he will continue to suck them. I can't blame them. I didn't even have time to think or say no. I was ushered to Timmy, naked and rock hard. I didn't remember if someone grabbed my cock and shoved it in Timmy's hole, or if I did it myself. I was surrounded by the football team and I could feel hands all over my body. Someone grabbed my ass and I couldn't tell who it was. I even felt a finger up and down my ass crack, trying to enter my hole. It was the perfect opportunity for closeted gays to grope me, because no one could tell who was doing what to me, with all of them surrounding me. It was surreal. Timmy's hole was gripping my cock tightly while all those hands were on my ass, thighs, balls and even a finger probing my hole. It was sensory overload. I could only concentrate on fucking Timmy. Gradually the finger started entering my hole and pushing in and out. He got bolder when he didn't hear my protest. I still didn't know who it was. Some of the guys have gotten to the other end of the bench and started feeding Timmy their cocks. Usually they would take turns, but I guess they were so horny that five guys were standing all around him, trying to be the first to be sucked. Timmy went from one cock to another. I have not seen so many teenage cocks at once for a long time. The locker room has turned into one big orgy. I bet if this were made into a porn it would be a bestseller. A real life gangbang. Yet, I was the only one allowed to fuck Timmy, and I was supposed to last till all the guys were done. I tried to take it really slowly, but watching all the horny young guys getting sucked was too hot. All these football guys had great bodies. I trained them hard every practice and it showed. The sight of all the tight muscles, the sweat, the sound of moaning and slurping all blended together to form the most lustful scene ever. There was sex everywhere; every way you turn you were surrounded by hard cocks. Those who were not getting their cocks sucked were stroking themselves while watching us fuck. The lust in their eyes told me they wanted to get their turns on this hot piece of ass. Timmy was really into it. He was bucking his hips at me while he was face fucked. He was having the time of his life. Finally he got what he wanted: to be sucking cocks while being fucked. In fact, he was sucking two cocks at a time because the guys couldn't wait. He would take two cocks and rub their heads together while taking both into his mouth. I didn't think it would fit but he was doing it anyway. I tried to fuck Timmy slowly but the scene was too hot. After only three or four guys shooting their loads in Timmy's mouth, I could feel my cum rising. There was something about watching a guy climax. The pure bliss on his face, the muscles tightening, the involuntary spasm, the pinnacle of human experience etched on his young face was such a turn on. As two guys blasted their loads into Timmy's waiting mouth, my own cum gushed out deep inside his ass. At the very same moment, Timmy's ass tightened and squeezed my cock hard. His tiny, pale body was shaking, clearly having an orgasm of his own. We have been fucking so much lately that he was able to tell when I was cumming, and he could time his own orgasm to perfection. He loved the feeling of my cum blasting into him and it always made him cum. He knew his ass would squeeze my cock as he came, driving me crazy, and he loved to see my reaction as it happened. Climaxing with someone you love at the same time was the best experience you could have. To see the love, the lust and the enjoyment on his face while you experience the same feelings was just indescribable, the most amazing act of sharing possible. Although I couldn't see Timmy's face that time, I knew exactly what he was feeling at that moment. Having drained my balls, I was tempted to pull out, but then I remembered Timmy wanted me to last until all the guys were done, so I stayed inside. My cock was getting soft while I slowly pumped in him, the last drops of cum flowing out. Seeing that I came, the football guys were afraid the show would end. "Coach, don't stop yet! We are not done!" "Yeah, fuck him again! We are only about halfway done!" "Don't pull out yet!" Twelve guys were cheering me on, encouraging me to fuck again. In order to keep me inside Timmy, a few guys went behind me and pressed me into him. I could feel hands on my buttocks and waist again. Hands were rubbing my ass and that finger was sliding back and forth on my butt crack again. I had a pretty good idea who it was by that time. It was something to explore later on. The hands got bolder and I could feel them on my stomach and chest. Someone was tweaking my nipples from behind. A finger was in my hole. My thighs and back were caressed. Someone was whispering in my ears, "Go ahead, fuck him again, Coach!" It was too much. Even though I just came, all the stimulation was getting me hard again. Most of the football guys were not gay, but given the anonymity of the crowd, they were exploring all over my body. There was not a part of my body untouched. They were doing it under the pretext of keeping their cocksucker, but it was too enthusiastic to be innocent. I think a few of them were exploring their sexuality, and it was the perfect opportunity. Very soon, I was thrusting in and out again, and the guys happily went back to being sucked. The second time around, it took me longer to cum, which worked for everyone. As I watched all the hot guys getting their rocks off, I couldn't help but think it was the craziest orgy ever. The room was getting hotter every second, and I was sweating like mad. I didn't know if I could last till the end. I had to slow down to catch my breath and every time, some guys would come over and play with my balls or ass when I did. They were doing it blatantly now, seeing that I didn't protest. I felt my balls being jiggled and squeezed, and it almost made me yelp. A hand kept rubbing my cheeks and a finger found my hole again. This time it went deep in me and found my prostate. I moaned in delight and started thrusting harder. Then a voice sounded next to me, "You like that, huh, Coach? You like a finger up your ass?" Yes, it was Cole, the quarterback. He's the last person I'd suspect, acting so totally straight. May be he's not gay but just into finger fucking my ass? Whatever, I was too horny to care. Cole seemed to know what he's doing though, because he kept massaging my prostate. I was sweating profusely, enjoying the double stimulation. Another few guys have already shot their loads in Timmy's mouth and the party was getting to an end. As the last two guys fed their cocks in Timmy's mouth, Cole was finger fucking me hard and probing my prostate relentlessly. He got me so hot I was fucking Timmy like crazy. I could feel Cole's hard cock sliding up and down my ass crack as I thrust into Timmy. Very soon I felt the finger leaving my hole and instead his cock was up against it. I didn't think Cole would dare to push it in, but he was definitely trying. I could feel his cock head right up against my hole as I pulled back. He was standing so close to me the other guys couldn't see what he was doing. Not that they cared anyway because it was so crowded and everyone was doing his own thing. With the hot ass in front of me and Cole's hard cock teasing my hole, I started to cum again, just as the last two guys shook and shot their own loads. Timmy was right there with me, gripping my cock hard as he climaxed with me the second time today. His whole body was shaking and he spasm hard. I grabbed his waist and shot a huge load in him, shaking the whole time myself. I was moaning so loudly the whole room vibrated. I was so exhausted I just collapsed onto Timmy's back. The guys were cheering, whistling and clapping. "Nice show, Coach!" "Damn, you are a fuck machine!" "We got to do it again sometime!" "Coach, where do you live? We should have a party at your place!" The others murmured their agreement. Some were getting dressed while others were still stroking their cocks. After a while, most of them left, leaving only Cole, Timmy and I. "That was hot, Coach." Cole was stroking his eight inch cock right in front of me. "Yeah, and damn you, Cole, for playing with my ass like that!" "I thought you liked it? You were moaning so hard just now!" "And I thought you were straight?" "Oh come on, it's only a bit of fun on the side." "You like your backdoor probed too?" "Sometimes... when I feel like it. But usually I like to fuck." Exhausted, I gathered my remaining strength and pulled out of Timmy. I stood up to get dressed slowly, while Cole was still stroking his cock. He went right in front of me, inches from my face and looked down at his hard cock. "Do you like it, Coach?" "I do, but I'm exhausted. And I really shouldn't be doing that right now." "What, after you fucked a student in a locker room? I thought you've already crossed all the lines!" "I did, and I'm not proud of it, but really, right now I just want to collapse on my bed and sleep." "Alright, next time then." Cole said disappointedly. "Wait, there is no next time. You are leaving, aren't you, Coach?" "I am, but you can always visit me. Timmy knows where I live." "Oh, I'll take you up on that." "Right, but I really should leave now. Any of you need a ride home?" "No, I have a car. I can take Timmy home." Cole winked at me then looked at Timmy. Clearly he wanted his hard cock taken care of before going home. "Alright then, call me when you feel like visiting. Bye guys!" "Bye, Coach! We'll miss you!" I smiled and exited the locker room. For some reason, I had doubts about sucking off the quarterback in the locker room. I had no problem doing the same to Timmy, but I thought about Cole boasting to his teammates that their coach sucked him. It didn't seem right. Anyway, I was so exhausted I drove right back home and went to sleep. I was woken up by the door bell. When I opened the door, it was none other than Timmy. "Hey Timmy, you are up for more again?" "I'm always up for more; you know me." "Yeah, I guess." I chuckled and let him in. Looks like it was another long night tonight. When I was about to close the door, another figure appeared. It was Cole. "Hey Coach, you said we could visit you. Here we are." "Yeah, I just didn't expect you so soon." "No time like now." He smiled. What a charming football stud. I had just settled them down in the living room before the bell rang again. Who else could it be? "Hey Coach!" A handsome boy stood there, smiling sheepishly at me. "Ryan! What are you doing here?" "Timmy told me he's coming over and he asked me to join. Can I come in?" "Sure!" I let him in and all three guys smiled and said hi to each other. I had a feeling they planned this. "So, what are we going to do now?" I looked at the three hot guys in my living room and asked. "Well, you still haven't taken my cheery yet." Ryan suggested. "And meanwhile, Cole wants my ass so badly." Timmy looked at Cole lustfully and said. "I want your ass, then when Coach is done breaking Ryan in, I want Coach's ass too!" "Who says you can have my ass?" I asked indignantly. "You liked my finger up your ass plenty!" "Well, that doesn't mean I'll let you fuck me! I'm your Coach!" "Well, not anymore! Your last day just ended!" "Still!" "Hey guys, let's get round one started, and then we can decide what to do with round two, ok?" Ryan offered. "Yeah, let's get things started!" Timmy said as he began stripping. In no time he was naked and on all fours in my living room. "Who wants to go first?"