Date: Mon, 13 Sep 2010 22:14:31 -0700 (PDT) From: Friedrich Craig Subject: COACH.ED part 10 Everything that occurs in this series of stories happens in a world where there is no need for Safe sex because there are no STD's. In the FANTASY world I have created in this series there also are no legal or emotional consequences of forced sex with minors by adults, older teens and family members. If you can not separate FANTASY from reality, are offended by the subjects of Gay incest and forced sex with boys or this material is illegal where you live; DO NOT READ this story. If you are enjoying this series and/or have comments or suggestions, please contact me at FitchBoy@att.net COACH.ED Part 10 Even though I had my prick planted deep in Rick's butt, Coach was giving me an order and I was still used to following orders. I started fucking in and out of Rick's tight hole, riding on the lube of Coach's cum. Rick kept his eyes locked on mine, the same as he always did when he sucked my prick. He was telling me to fuck faster and harder, but I could see how much my prick was hurting his hole. Once I was fucking coach went around and stood over Rick's head. He took Rick's feet from me and pulled them back further. That lifted Rick's butt higher and I was able to really fuck deep and pull almost all the way out with every stroke. Coach's prick was about half hard, covered in cum and dangling above Rick's face. I old Rick he should clean Coach's cock so he opened up his mouth and started licking at it. Coach started feeding Rick his prick and had it all in his mouth in a few seconds. When coach started fucking Rick's face, I couldn't see Rick's eye's anymore and he couldn't talk to me so I settled in to enjoying the feel of his tight hole squeezing my prick and the sight of Coach's prick getting hard while he slid it in and out of Rick's mouth and throat. I was so caught up in the feel of my prick fucking Rick's hole and watching him suck Coach's prick I wasn't paying any attention to Rick's prick until I felt his hole clamp down on me. I looked down to see he was spraying his second load all over himself and Coach. Seeing that and feeling his hole milking my prick set me off and I started breeding my boy's hole. Coach pulled his prick all the way out of Rick's mouth, sprayed the first shot of his cum on Rick's tongue then slid his prick all the way down into Rick's throat until his balls were drained. After the three of us showered and dressed Coach dropped Rick off at home and headed out to the farm. After a few minutes Coach said, "I want to be there the first time you have that boy at the swimming hole with your Daddy. When he gets to be with you and a carbon copy of you who's a little bit bigger than you in every way, that boy is going to be in pussy boy heaven and I want to see that." <<<<<>>>>> He had to wait a while, but Coach got his wish. Rick had seen my Dad at basketball games and been introduced to him, but the first time he spent any time with him was at the swimming hole and Coach was there with us. Coach had talked Rick's father into letting Rick spend spring break with me at the farm. Coach's excuse was the two of us could keep up with our workouts because Chuck had a set of weights at his place. Rick's Father liked the fact that Rick was starting to bulk up a little and agreed he should keep it up. I think Rick's father liked the idea of going to the Bahamas alone with Rick's Mother, without Rick, even more. After School Friday we skipped working out at school and went straight to Chuck's place to work out there. Chuck had a better set up in his barn than Coach had at school. It was a combination of Chuck's and Coach's equipment so two or three guys could work out at the same time. When we got there we found Chuck already stripped down and pumping iron. Coach insisted we get our workouts in first. After we finished our work outs, Rick had his first taste of a prick other than mine or Coach's. While we were still working out, Coach had started working Chuck. When Coach told us we were through he was sitting on the incline bench and Chuck was riding his prick. Coach asked me if I would let my boy suck Chuck off for him and I told Rick to go ahead. Rick stood in front of Coach and Chuck, leaned down and sucked Chuck's prick into his mouth. Coach whispered in Chuck's ear, then I saw Chuck squeeze his eyes shut while Coach pointed at Chucks eyes with one hand and Rick's with the other. Coach winked at me then told me to breed my boy's hole. I stepped up behind Rick and got down to tongue his hole. Chuck whistled and said, "Your one lucky boy, Ricky. My Daddy here never licks my hole, he just spits on it and pushes in, says it feels better to fuck me nearly dry." Coach told me to get my face out of there and get my cock into Chuck's mouth if I needed spit to get in on. I stood up and straddled Rick so Chuck could lean forward and suck on my prick some. After Chuck had gone up and down a few times Coach told him that was enough and told me, "Now breed your boy's hole." I started easing my prick into Rick and he pushed back to get me in faster. Coach said, "See that? The boy wants it bad, so give it to him bad. Fuck him." I was still conditioned to take orders from Coach so I started fucking hard and fast into Rick's willing hole. I had been fucking Rick for months at school during and after our workout sessions. After Coach popped Rick's cherry for me he never fucked Rick again but Rick sucked Coach off a couple of times a week; usually while I was fucking Rick's hole. Fucking Rick out in the barn, with the doors wide open, while he sucked Chuck's prick and Coach fucked Chuck was incredible. Coach kept barking orders at all three of us and I found myself pounding away at Rick's hole; pulling all the way out and ramming back in harder than I think I ever had before because that's what Coach was telling me to do. Coach told Chuck to get ready to feed Rick his load; he said, "I know from experience that the pussy boy will get off on his first taste of your cum. The two of you shooting will get me and Ed going and I want us to breed our boys' holes at the same time. I don't know if Chuck really came on command, but in just a few seconds Chuck was feeding Rick a load and Rick was spraying the ground with his while Coach and I were breeding their holes. When we were all through I pulled Rick up off of Chuck's prick and wrapped my arms around him. Coach said the two of us should get home for super and that he didn't want Rick around when guys started showing up for poker night. Chuck was still sitting on Coach with Coach's prick in his hole. Chuck looked around and said we all needed to clean up and suggested we hike up to the swimming hole. Rick and I grabbed the clothes we'd had on and the four of us headed out of the garage and up the hill. After a quick swim we laid around in the grass drying off and talked about our plans for the coming week. When it was getting close to supper time Coach told us to get dressed and head for our place. He said he'd be by later with Rick's bag. While we were getting dressed Coach leaned back in the grass and Chuck went down on him. As we walked away, headed home for supper with Mom and Dad, Coach had Chuck on his hands and knees in the Grass and was getting behind him to fuck him one more time before poker night. Rick and I had supper with my folks and then all four of us watched television until it was time for bed. Mom headed off to bed first. When Dad heard the bedroom door close and the water turn on in their bathroom he told me he noticed Coach hadn't dropped us off and it didn't look like Rick had any other clothes with him. I told Dad we'd gone to Chuck's place first to work out and then to the swimming hole. Dad asked about Rick's clothes and I told him Coach would be by later with Rick's bag. Dad said he'd be surprised if we saw Coach or Chuck before the next day at the swimming hole. He looked at me with a wink and said, "Considering the kind of work out I expect you all had in the barn and the fact that it's poker night tonight, I doubt either of them will be driving over here with Rick's bag. I guess Rick will just have to do without his PJ's tonight. See if you can find some old shorts that won't fall off of him to wear at the breakfast table. Maybe I'll just loan him one of my T-shirts; hell it'd probably come down to his knees." I pointed out to Dad that I wore the same size T-shirt he wore, but Dad said his were extra tall and told me I should just make sure Rick's family jewels weren't hanging out at breakfast. Dad went off to bed and I looked at Rick. He had turned his head to watch my Dad walk down the hall towards his room. I realized he hadn't said much all evening and that he hadn't said a word while Dad and I discussed what he wouldn't wear to bed and what he should wear to breakfast. I was beginning to see what Coach had meant when he said Rick would be in `pussy boy heaven' at the swimming hole with Dad and me together. Rick and I went to bed. We both slept naked. Rick rolled over on his side in front of me and pushed his butt up against my prick. When my prick got hard Rick spit in his hand and reached back to spread his spit on my prick then guide it into his hole. I pushed into his hole, sliding on his spit and the remnants of the load I'd pumped in there earlier. Without Coach there to bark orders I fucked Rick at my own pace. I rocked back and forth, fucking him slowly until I bred his hole again and we both drifted off to sleep. We were awakened by my Dad. He had come into the room, closed the door behind him and lifted the sheet off us. Were still in the same position we fell asleep in; I was spooning Rick from behind, My arms were wrapped around him and my morning piss-hard prick was still buried up his hole. Dad was standing over us in his boxer's and told us Mom was still asleep. He said she would be up fixing breakfast soon though and we should get our selves together and get decent for breakfast. He watched while I instinctively rocked my prick in and out of Rick's hole for a minute then added, "You'd better hurry up and breed your boy's hole, then wash up before you put your PJ's on and come to breakfast." The whole time Dad was standing over us Rick was gazing up at him and rocking back and forth counter to me to get our fuck going faster and deeper. Dad winked at me, dropped the sheet and headed out of my room, closing the door behind him. It was hard to breed Rick's hole with a morning piss hard prick. To make it even more difficult I wanted to keep it quiet so Mom wouldn't hear us. We worked together and I bred Rick's hole after about 20 minutes of fucking. I could hear mom in the kitchen cooking. It would be a big breakfast because it was Saturday and we had company so we still had some time. I grabbed some PJ's and Rick and I made a dash across the hall into my bathroom. I closed the bathroom door and turned to see that Rick hadn't cum while I was breeding him and his prick was hard as iron. We jumped in the shower together to clean up and I sucked Rick off in the shower because I knew that would be fastest. We were clean and dried off when I realized I hadn't grabbed anything for Rick to put on. I pulled on my PJ bottoms and handed Rick the top. Rick was short enough and the PJ top was long enough that his prick and butt were covered, as long as he didn't bend over to far. When we walked out into the kitchen I was a little worried about what mom would think. I had never come to the table bare chest and Rick was barely decent. When we walked into the kitchen mom turned to say good morning and giggled when she said it. She immediately apologized to Rick, telling him that Dad had told her about the mix up with Rick's bag and warned her he didn't have his pajamas with him. She said she appreciated our respecting there was a woman in the house, but she hadn't been expecting us to be sharing a pair of pajamas like husband and wife. I was getting nervous until she added, "You just look cute as a button Rick and I'm still surprised some times when I see what a big hairy man my little boy is turning into so fast." Dad walked up behind us, put his arms over our shoulders and laughed along with mom; he said she was just happy to have a little boy at the breakfast table again along with her two big apes. We all sat down and I watched as Rick tried to keep the shirt covering his prick and under his butt. He couldn't do it so he ended up with his bare butt sitting on the vinyl covered chair seat. After we all had a big plate of food in front of us, mom excused herself and went down the hall to her room. Dad asked Rick to stand up for a minute and looked down at the seat of his chair. I couldn't figure out what was going on until Dad told me to clean it up quick before mom came back. I looked at Rick's chair to see cum had seeped out of his ass. I told him to lick it up and keep his ass squeezed tight until after breakfast. Rick licked the chair clean and sat back down in the nick of time. We were all trying not to laugh, but mom knew something was up and asked what was so funny. We all cracked up when Dad told her it was a private joke, "Just between us guys." Dad left the house and Rick and I went to get dressed. I put on a pair of shorts and a T-shirt, but all Rick had were his school clothes from the day before. Mom said that wouldn't do and went rummaging through some old boxes. She found some really old clothes, stuff I had worn when I was 7 or 8 years old, and pulled out a pair of shorts and a Tshirt for Rick to wear. She apologized to Rick that she couldn't find any of my old underwear saying they were never worth keeping by the time I out grew them. Rick and I went into my room so he could change. His underwear had a wet spot in the back from my cum leaking out, so I told him he could go with out. Once he was dressed in my old clothes he looked ridiculous. The T-shirt had a silly little kids cartoon character on it and the shorts were little boy's dress shorts. I told Rick that no one much would see him and he'd have his own clothes by the end of the day. When Dad came in for dinner I could tell it was all he could do not to burst out laughing. After dinner when we were out of sight of the house on the way to the swimming hole Dad smacked me upside the head and asked me how I could let my mother do that to the boy. When we got to the swimming hole Coach and Chuck were already there, doing exactly what they were doing when Rick and I had left them there the day before. Chuck was on his hands and knees while Coach fucked him from behind. As we approached both Chuck and Coach looked our direction and saw us coming towards them. Rick was literally trying to hide behind Dad and I but Coach and Chuck got a good glimpse of what he was wearing. Coach stopped fucking and started laughing then said, "The little guy's bag is still in my trunk, isn't it?" Dad said, Yes it is, and before he leaves here today, YOU are going to go fetch it for him." Dad then turned to Rick, who was already out of the ridiculous shorts and shirt and told him, "I promise you will walk back to the house dressed in your own clothes." Rick was already stripped and waiting for a cue from me. Dad and I stripped and the three of us headed for the water. When Coach had pumped his load in Rick's hole they joined us. We all swam and horsed around for a while then we all climbed out of the water and sat on the grass to dry off. We sat in kind of a circle; Dad, I and Rick sat close together with Rick in the middle and Coach and Chuck sat together facing us a few feet away. Coach and Chuck talked a little about poker night; the big news being that Joe had a friend from the city there with his own boy who was about 7. It wasn't Stan and Steve, but somebody else. George and Ralph had taken their boy's home last night, but Joe's friend and his boy stayed over then Joe took Arthur and went into the city with his friend and the little guy. Coach commented that Joe seemed much more interested in the real little boys than he was in Arthur anymore and he wondered out loud how much longer Arthur would have to put out for his Daddy. I could tell Rick was getting freaked out a little. I'd told him about poker night, but left out most of the particulars. I put may arm around him and pulled him close to me. I felt him relax and after a while I noticed he was looking back and forth from My Daddy's prick to mine. The talk about poker night had gotten us both hard. Coach spoke first telling Rick, "They look identical, but I think His Daddy's is still a little bit bigger; everything else about him is. I told Rick he could grab hold of each of us and see if he could feel a difference. When he did, Coach made a remark about a kid in a candy store. Dad told Rick he'd heard he could deep throat my prick and suggested one way to find out if his was still bigger than mine would be with his mouth and throat. Rick looked up at me for permission and I told him to go ahead. Rick got up on his hands and knees between us and started to suck his way down my Daddy's prick. Rick's butt was right in front of me so I started to play with his hole. Rick worked his way down my Daddy's prick until it was buried in his throat. He came up and went back down a few time's and it looked like he didn't intend to stop until Daddy fed him his load. Coach stopped him by saying, "Well, boy, get that cock out of your mouth long enough to tell us which is bigger." Rick pulled up off of Daddy's prick and said he couldn't tell because they both fit in his throat. Daddy laughed and said, "You'll be able to tell the difference if my boy let's me breed you." I had expected Daddy to fuck Rick while he was staying with us, but I hadn't expected him to ask me first. He was my Daddy; he didn't need my permission to do anything. I didn't say anything but Daddy seemed to know what I was thinking. Daddy had one hand on the back of Rick's head, rubbing it while Rick worked his way up and down Daddy's prick. He put his other hand on my shoulder and said. You are my boy, and always will be, but you're nearly grown and this boy is obviously your boy. I wouldn't think of doing anything with him without asking you first. Rick seemed to like what he was hearing. He wiggled his butt around my fingers and picked up speed going up and down on Daddy's prick. Coach said, "Once again it seems I have to be the one to tell you your boy wants you to breed his hole. Now fuck him like he wants you to." Of course, I did what Coach told me to, but because I wanted to. I had learned early on that I liked to fuck better than anything else. In the past months I'd learned I liked fucking Rick best. I mounted Rick and planted my prick in his hole then started fucking while I watched Rick work on my daddy's prick with his mouth and throat. Coach and Chuck just sat in the grass and watched. They were sitting side by side. Coach had his left arm around Chuck's shoulder and his left leg up over Chuck's right knee. Chuck was leaned into Coach's side and was holding Coach's prick in his right hand. The whole Time Dad and I were fucking Rick they just watched with hard pricks. When I was fucking into Rick's hole hard, deep and fast Rick was pushing back with his butt and moaning around My Daddy's prick. Daddy told Rick he was doing real good, but not to expect to get a mouthful. Daddy said he preferred to breed rather than feed a boy. And he was pretty sure I would let him. Coach told Rick, "Even after your Daddy's bred you, you'll feel the difference in size between his Cock and his Daddy's cock. If you're the pussy boy I know you are, you're going to love it." The tightness of Rick's hole and the way he used it on my prick, along with watching Rick work on My Daddy's cock and hearing Coach talk about it all had me over the edge way too soon. I was pumping my load into Rick before I wanted to but my Daddy was telling me to pump my boy full so he could slide in on my load and breed my boy after me. When I was through, My Daddy put a finger under Rick's chin and pulled him up off of his prick. Daddy said, "Why don't you turn around and sit that hole down on my prick." Rick didn't look to me for the go ahead or hesitate for a second before he spun around and pushed his hole onto the tip of My Daddy's prick. Daddy took a hold of Rick's butt and slowed him down, telling him to open up his mouth and suck my prick clean. After I started feeding Rick my cum covered prick, Daddy let Rick's own weight start to pull him down onto Daddy's prick. Rick was used to getting fucked, often, by my prick. From the sounds he was making around my prick in his mouth, Coach and Dad were right; Rick could tell the difference in size between my prick and my Daddy's prick now that Daddy's was pushing up into his hole. It was a long slow slide down and Rick was wincing most of the way, but he never stopped sucking on my prick and he was looking up into my eye's the whole time. I was looking back and telling him he was doing great while my Daddy was talking into Rick's ear telling him to relax, breathe deep and try to open up and push out with his hole. When Rick finally hit bottom and his butt was resting on my Daddy's lap he sighed around my prick, which was now fully hard again, fucking in and out of Rick's mouth and throat. I had the feeling that even though I had already bred Rick's hole and Daddy hadn't cum yet, I was going to be the first to blow again. When Daddy slipped his hands under Ricks butt and started lifting and lowering Rick on his prick Rick sighed again and quickly got his feet on the ground to start fucking himself up and down on his own. Rick was enjoying riding Daddy's prick so much that he started to pull up and off of Daddy's prick sometimes and My Daddy had to grab his prick and guide it back in when Rick came back down. While Rick was fucking himself on my Daddy's prick he was also bobbing his head back and forth to get me to fuck in and out of his throat faster. It didn't take much of that to push me over the edge, before I wanted to, again, I was pumping into Rick, feeding him my load. As usual, as soon as I started pumping into his mouth, Rick's own prick started spraying his belly and Daddy's and my legs. That's what finally got Daddy off. I watched as Daddy put his hands on Rick's shoulders and pushed him all the way down, threw his head back and started grunting. When Daddy was done breeding Rick's hole he wrapped one arm around Rick's back, stood up and put the other arm around my should and ran towards the swimming hole. When we got there we jumped in together. <<<<<>>>>> For the rest of the week Rick was in pussy boy heaven, just as Coach had predicted. He loved having two Daddy's, or a big brother and a Daddy to keep him full of prick and cum every day. A few times during the week, Rick sucked Chuck off while either Daddy or I fucked him and Coach fucked Chuck. I wasn't really interested in sharing Rick with anybody but my Daddy and Rick was not too keen on being shared. Although it was obvious that he would have let me loan him out to anybody if he thought it would make me happy. There was an interesting development at the end of the week. On Saturday, Dad came in for Dinner and told us that he didn't feel like going to the swimming hole. He said that maybe since Rick had been stuck out here on the farm with us for a whole week he might like to go into town to catch a movie. Rick was always ready to do anything Dad said, and I figured something was up, so we headed into town with Dad after Dinner. On our way into town, Dad told me that Chuck had met him out in the fields in the morning and told him he and Coach were babysitting Arthur for the weekend. Joe had been out to the farm for poker night but complained that Arthur, Will and Jim were getting to old and he wasn't having enough fun anymore. Saturday morning when they woke up they found Arthur sitting alone in the living room watching TV and a note from Arthur saying he was headed into the city to meet up with Stan and get some good little boy pussy. The note said Joe would pick Arthur up Sunday morning. Chuck said he and Coach would go stir crazy if they couldn't take Arthur to the swimming hole. None of them wanted Arthur to be around Rick outside of school. Arthur was just too ornery around younger boys. Dad had come up with the idea of the three of us going into town so that Coach and Chuck could take Arthur to the swimming hole and let him blow off some steam. I learned later that when Joe wasn't around Coach left Arthur alone and even let him fuck Chuck. Rick and I had a great time with Dad in town and the three of us enjoyed an evening trip to the swimming hole after super. The next day, Coach and Chuck were back at the swimming hole with us for the afternoon. We all had a good time, but Coach and Dad talked a lot about Joe and Arthur. Coach said several times that something had to give and when it did it would be a mess. <<<<<>>>>> After spring break, Rick's Dad told coach that whatever was going on seemed to be good for Rick. He commented that besides Rick bulking up he seemed to be coming out of his shell. Rick's Dad said he thought that being an only child, Rick was thriving under the wing of a "surrogate big brother". Rick's Dad not only encouraged coach to help foster our relationship, he donated money to the school to put in a real weight room, fully equipped and Dedicated to Rick's Grandfather: Richard W. Peters Sr. I knew Rick was Richard Peters III but I hadn't known he had a middle name until I saw the plaque on the weight room door. When I asked him about it he said he didn't have a middle name, just the middle initial.