Date: Fri, 17 Sep 2010 21:59:46 -0700 (PDT) From: Friedrich Craig Subject: COACH.ED part 12 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 12 I wasn't sure what to think about coach letting me fuck him. Hell he'd asked for it in a roundabout way. I followed Coach over to the showers in the corner and joined Tim, the twins and Rick. There were only four shower heads, two on each wall in the corner, so it was kind of crowded. Tim was under one showerhead with the twins, they were getting cleaned up and having fun, Tim made sure he got the twins butt holes very clean and they both looked like they enjoyed it. Rick crowded under the shower head next to them and was paying more attention to Tim and the twins than he was to showering off. Coach and I each took one of the shower heads on the other wall and started to rinse off. Coach leaned towards me and said he wasn't sure if any of the other's had even noticed where I was during that last scene and asked me not to talk about it. I nodded my head and concentrated on the play going on under the other two showers. Rick had moved over to Join Tim and the twins. While their Dad was washing their holes the twins were taking turns licking and sucking Rick's. I figured after having his hole bred by me and Tim my boy's hole was giving the twins their first taste of Daddy cum. They seemed to like it as much as they were enjoying their daddy's soapy fingers in their holes. Both twins were hard and jerking off. They each sprayed another load of boy cum on the tile while they licked Rick's hole and had their Daddy working theirs. Once we were all showered and dressed Coach told Tim he'd fill him in on a few get-togethers where he could have some more fun with his boys and we all headed for home. After we dropped Rick off Coach didn't say anything for a while. Neither of us said anything until I asked him why he turned into the drive up to Chuck's place instead of going on down the road to take me home. Coach said he needed to tell me a few things and that we could talk at Chuck's place. Coach pulled up in front of the house and Chuck came out to greet us. He was surprised to see me with Coach and told Coach he thought he heard the car, but figured it was too early. Coach said, "Well, as you can see I didn't take Ed home first. The three of us need to talk." Chuck didn't ask why or what about he just asked where and Coach started walking towards the swimming hole. Chuck and I followed. Chuck started asking me how things went with the new boys and their daddy. I told him all about it, described everything that happened, except the part about me fucking Coach. When I was telling him about watching everybody else on the bench Chuck told me it sounded hot and asked what I was doing. I told him I just watched and jerked off; Chuck looked up ahead of us at Coach's back then at me and shook his head. Coach stayed several feet ahead of us all the way to the swimming hole and when we got there he stripped down and got in the water. Chuck asked me if I felt like a swim and I said sure so we stripped down and joined Coach in the water. Coach swam around for a while and then climbed out and sat in the grass watching Chuck and me. Chuck swam over to me and said we should join Coach so the two of us got out of the water and headed over towards Coach. As we waded out of the water Coach said to Chuck, "He is the spitting image of his Daddy. It's like being here at the swimming hole with him when we were both in High School. I always loved watching his Daddy walk towards me with the water streaming off of his dick and beading up in all that hair. I used to imagine what it would be like if only he'd fuck me the way the two of us fucked you, Chuck. Now I know." Chuck sat down next to Coach and told him he knew it would happen some day. Chuck told me to sit and said that I needed to get the whole story. Over the next hour Chuck and Coach filled me in on their history with each other, my Dad and a few other men. I heard about things I already knew, things I had suspected but we never talked about and some things that were total surprises. Coach started by telling me that he had been in love with my Dad since they were kids together. He said that Joe was always Dad's best friend; they were the same age and practically grew up together like brothers. Coach was a year behind them in school and followed them around for years thinking they didn't even know he existed. Coach didn't know how strongly he felt about my Dad until he and Joe worked together one summer and Joe brought Coach out to the farm for a weekend and he ended up at the swimming hole with Joe, Dad and Chuck. Joe was the one who liked to bring other guys out to the swimming hole to fuck Chuck; he was the same way with Chuck as he was with Arthur in the beginning. Chuck got off on seeing other guys breed Chuck as much as, or more than, he got off on fucking him himself. Coach didn't know until his first time at the swimming hole that guys ever did things like suck each other's cocks or fuck each other. For My Dad and Coach it was all about fucking a little boy's hole because they were horny teens and it felt good. For Coach it made him realize why he always wanted to be around my Dad and why My Dad made him feel the way he did. Out at the swimming hole, watching Dad fuck Chuck while Chucked sucked Joe's cock, Coach new right away that he wanted to be the one Dad was fucking. Coach couldn't tell my Dad that though, and he sure as hell wasn't going to let on to Joe. He fucked Chuck when it was his turn and satisfied himself with watching my Dad use Chuck, wishing he was using Coach in Chuck's place. As they got older and My Dad started dating my mother, Coach got pushed out of the picture. Dad and Joe went on double dates and brought their dates out to the swimming hole, but never included Coach. Coach knew that he wasn't interested in girls and never dated, he never went to homecoming or prom or school dances; in part because he never had a date and in part because if he went stag (a lot of guys did) he would have to watch my Dad with my mom. Coach said that after Dad and Joe graduated Joe went off to college while Dad got married and settled in with mom on the farm with Gram and Gramps. Coach hardly ever saw my Dad his senior year and headed off to college still confused about how he felt about him. At college Coach started to run into a few other guys like him. Coach had never been a star athlete like my Dad in high school, but he loved sports and was always in good shape and could do fairly well in several. He majored in education and got his teaching certificate, focusing on PE, planning to teach and coach. The first guy he ran into who was also interested in guys was a classmate who was also on an intramural football team with coach. This team mate told Coach he needed a work out partner and asked coach if he was interested in lifting. Coach agreed to start working out with the guy and he signed up for a time in the weight room. When he told coach the only time he could get was the last hour the weight room was open Coach didn't think anything of it until they got to the facility and found it deserted. Coach's new workout partner told him that they were supposed to lock up when they left but he locked the door behind them when they got there, "So we don't forget." Coach headed for the locker room and his friend said that since they were the only one's in the building they could change in the weight room, or just strip down and work out in their underwear. That got Coach's cock starting to wake up and it made him nervous, but he couldn't think of a good reason to argue with the guy. The two of them headed to the weight room and the other guy stripped down to his briefs and socks while coach took his time. Once the guy was standing there with his hands on his hips waiting for Coach, Coach didn't know what else to do but peel off his jeans and hope the guy didn't notice he was half hard. The guy noticed, he didn't say anything at first, just started working out. Before they left the weight room that night, though, they had sucked each other off. Coach said that the two of them became friends and eventually, room mates. Over the next four years Coach's room mate introduced coach to other men and boys like them and taught Coach about bottoms and tops, cruising etc; all the things a small town teen in the fifties never heard of. Coach's buddy taught him how to spot other guys like them in the showers, on the field and at parties. He even told him about Daddies who fucked their own son's and how to spot pussy boys. Coach said that while they were room mates, fucking each other and finding other men to fuck and suck with, his buddy also dated women and encouraged Coach to date women as well. Coach didn't ever follow through, hanging out in the dorm alone when his buddy was out on a date. Towards the end of their senior year Coach's buddy was dating the same girl for a couple of months; the two of them got engaged before graduation and were married that summer. Coach wasn't invited to the wedding and never saw his buddy again after they graduated. After Graduation Coach came back home for the summer, then got a job teaching fourth grade in a small town across state. Two years later the job here opened up and he got it. Coach was glad to be doing what he'd always wanted to do, teaching P.E. and coaching. When he found himself in the locker room with a bunch of boy's from 12 to 18, he started remembering many of the things his buddy in college had told him about how to spot other guys like them. He told me he'd notice the boy's who were too shy and awkward or the one's who liked to show off and dominate. That's when he started paying attention to the pussy boys and stud boys. He didn't ever try anything with any of the boy's until a seventh grader's Dad came in to see him one afternoon right after school started Coach's third year. The Dad told Coach he was worried about his boy. The kid had just started seventh grade and Coach had already pegged him as a pussy boy, the kid was obvious in the way he checked the other boys out and had even tried to grope a couple of boys in the shower and at the lockers. The Dad was telling coach about similar behavior at home. He said the boy would barge in on him in the shower and always tried to come into his room while he was dressing and had tried to touch his Dad's dick several times. Coach noticed that while the Dad described the boy's behavior he sounded very concerned, but his cock was obviously hard. Coach let him talk himself out and then told him that he had seen the same kind of behavior. Coach said the Dad was sitting on a chair in front of Coach's desk and Coach had been standing next to his desk while the Dad talked. Coach moved to stand right in front of the Dad, leaned back and rested his ass on the front of the desk and made sure the bulge in his own shorts was right in front of the dads face. Coach then said to the Dad, "I am sure that your boy is a pussy boy. I'm also sure that you'd like to let him have that hard-on you're squirming to hide from me right now." The Dad was staring at Coach's crotch and didn't say anything. Coach opened his shorts and pulled his cock out. The Dad leaned forward and started sucking. He kept his mouth on coach's cock while he got up out of the chair, unbuckled his belt, opened his pants up and slid them down to his knees along with his boxers. The Dad sucked on Coach's cock a little more, taking it all the way into his throat a few times then turned around, bent over and flipped his shirt tail up. The Dad braced himself on the chair he had been sitting on and pushed his ass back towards Coach. Coach sank his Cock into the Dad's hole and could tell he wasn't popping the guy's cherry. Coach told him he was a good fuck and asked him how many cocks had been up there before him. The Dad said he'd lost count. Coach told the Dad that they both knew that the Dad wanted to fuck his little boy's hole just like coach was fucking him. The Dad said he did and said that he wanted Coach to fuck and breed his boy as well and he wanted to watch Coach do it. Coach bred the man's hole and the Dad jerked himself off on the floor talking about the two of them breeding the Daddy's boy. After they'd fucked they started to get to know each other. Coach learned that the Dad's story was a lot like Coach's college room mate; He'd fucked around with a lot of guys, but always dated women, then married a girl when he graduated. The guy's wife was from our town and they'd settled here so he could work for her Dad. It wasn't very long before the Dad had started feeling like he really needed some dick. He took regular business trips and started looking for places to find dick on his trips. He'd found out about a few places in the nearest city, and guy's he hooked up with there had turned him on to the couple of spots in our town where he could find guys to fuck around with. After their meeting in Coach's office they helped each other out; Coach got the Dad and his boy in his office for several good fuck and suck sessions and the Dad steered Coach to the places where he could find other guys. Coach found other men, and started running into a few of his students as well as some of the student's Daddy's. For a few years there was nothing organized, just get-together's in Coach's office, back rooms in some of the guy's businesses or the restroom at the public park. When Joe and Arthur got involved with some of the men and Joe started having men out to the farm to fuck Arthur, Coach was invited to go along by one of his pussy boy student's Daddy's. Chuck said that when Coach showed up at the farm he remembered him and they started talking about Dad and the times out at the swimming hole. Chuck said Coach started coming out to the farm for Joe's get-togethers every week and then started staying over with Chuck and, over time had kind of moved in. I asked about Coach's house in town and his wife. Chuck and Coach both laughed. Coach said his wife wasn't any more interested in men then he was in women. Coach's wife was the Girl's P.E. Teacher and Girls Dean. Coach said she had started a couple of years before coach, her first job out of college. When Coach started she picked up on his lack of a social life and started asking him to go with her to faculty events and the like. They figured each other out and found that once people thought they were a couple it just made life easier. They got married to avoid Coach being labeled a Confirmed Bachelor and her being a tagged a Spinster. Chuck said she knew all about him and that she had a girlfriend of her own. I asked Chuck what he thought knowing how Coach felt about my Dad and how he felt about me having fucked Coach. Chuck said he understood because he was just as much in love with my Dad as Coach and he was really kind of happy for Coach that he finally had been able to realize his fantasy by having my Dad's spitting image make it happen. We talked some more and I agreed to keep it all just between the three of us. It turned out Tim, Rick and the twins hadn't noticed that I fucked the Coach. The next time we all got together it was all about the twins. <<<<<>>>>> I was surprised that the next time Coach brought Tim and his twins to the weight room he arranged to have Dale there as well. Dale was a year older than me, he was the kid who said that I was one of `Coach's Special Boy's' when I walked out of his office that first time. I knew Dale was one of Coach's stud boys, and I knew he fucked Will a lot when we were younger, but I hadn't seen much of him for a while except in Basketball. Coach was serious about Basketball. He didn't allow any fucking around even though Dale and I and one of Coach's favorite older pussy boy's were on the team. Dales Dad was not part of the crowd so Dale only fucked around at school with other boys. That Saturday afternoon in the weight room was the first time Dale was involved in any fun with Daddy's and their boys. I noticed two things that afternoon about Dale: He was totally into the Daddy and boy scene and he treated me like a god. I remembered Coach saying that other boys would crush on me and his mentioning Dale in particular. Now I saw it for myself. The reason Coach invited Rick was that he didn't have a real big prick. Coach figured that Tim was too big to pop the twins' cherries so he was planning on doing one of them and had Dale there to do the other twin at the same time. Coach told me that he could see that Tim really got off on having both twins working on his cock at the same time and sucking on his nipples together. He figured that since it was impossible for him to pop their cherries it would be best to have it happen to both of them at the same time, while they were both sucking on their Daddy's cock. This time there was no pretense of anybody being there to work out. We all arrived and went down to the weight room. Clothes were stripped off and stowed in lockers and Coach brought us all over to the shower corner of the room. Coach had Rick, Tim and the twins get in the hot tub and relax a while then had Rick kneel on the bench in the tub, the same position I had been in during my last gang bang. He told Rick to go ahead and take a ride in Rick's hole. While Tim was Fucking Rick Coach had me stand in front of him and feed him my prick while Dale and Coach stood on either side of me and the twins knelt on either side of Rick sucking on Coach's and Dale's prick's. It wasn't long before Tim was breeding Rick's hole. When he was through Coach told him to pull out, but keep his cock out of the water. Coach told Rick to get out of the tub and told me to take him over to the showers and do what ever I wanted. Once we were out of the way, Coach had Tim sit up on the edge of the tub with his feet on the bench. Without being told to, the twins turned and started licking the cum off of their Daddy's Prick. Coach and Dale climbed in the tub and one of them got behind each twin. Dale was about to ram his prick in but Coach told him to hold off and get the hole ready first. Coach started working the hole in front of him with his finger's and Dale did the same to the hole he was about to fuck. The twins responded to the fingering just like they had to their Daddies soapy fingers. They both squirmed and pushed their butts back onto the fingers. They also increased their work on their Daddy's prick with their tongues and mouths. Tim had his hands on the twin's heads and was looking back and forth from one to the other watching the Coach and Dale work their holes open with their fingers. Dale made a couple of attempts to replace his fingers with his prick, but coach kept telling him to hold of and keep spreading that hole. Tim finally said he couldn't take it any more and demanded Coach let the fucking start. Coach and Dale lined their Pricks up with the twin's holes and started pushing in. Coach was talking to the twins telling them to relax and push back. I couldn't see any reaction from the twins, they just kept licking and sucking on their Daddy's prick and pushing their butts back on the invading pricks in their holes. Tim was looking back and forth urging Coach and Tim on when his voice choked and I saw his prick shooting cum on his chest and the twin's faces. As soon as it started shooting the twins were on their Daddy's prick, fighting with each other for every spurt. Tim was cumming before Coach or Dale had even gotten all the way in. Tim's Prick stayed hard throughout and the twins kept licking and sucking on it the whole time Coach and Dale were fucking them. When Coach asked Dale if he was close both he and Tim answered, "Yes." When Coach and Dale Rammed their pricks into the twins holes and bred them for the first time, Tim fed the twin's his third load of the afternoon. After they were all through, Coach and Dale pulled out of the twins and the twins turned around and sucked the prick that had just bred their brother's hole. Tim watched for a minute then climbed out of the tub and walked to one of the shower heads. He turned it on then put his head down and leaned forward until the top of his head was resting on the wall and the shower was spraying on his back. Coach and Dale pulled their pricks out of the twins' mouths and climbed out of the tub. Coach went over to the shower head next to Tim and turned it on, he leaned with his shoulders and the back of his head against the wall. Coach was letting the shower hit his belly and crotch and stood there surveying they rest of us. I saw him look down and check out Tim's still half hard prick, then look at the twins playing in the hot tub together then over at Me, Dale and Rick. I had started fucking Rick under the showers while the twins were getting their cherries' popped but I hadn't bred his hole yet. Dale walked up to us and started to pull Rick's head down toward his soft prick. Coach told Dale, "You`d better ask the man fucking that boy first." Dale was a year older than me. I could tell what Coach had just said surprised him, but when he looked up at me to ask he waited a minute. Dale looked down to watch my prick fucking into Rick, looked back up into my eyes, then lowered his eyes a little and asked, "Can your boy suck my dick, Sir." I looked down and saw that Dale was hard again and told him he could. I watched him push in and start fucking my boy's mouth. He never once looked up at me, he kept his head down. I knew my boy's eyes were closed and I had a suspicion Dale's were also. I started pumping into my boy's hole and told Dale I was breeding it and added, "When I'm done you can use it if you've got another load in you." I pulled out and Dale and I switched places. Dale pushed his prick into my boy's hole and started fucking while my boy sucked my prick clean. Dale kept his eyes down and looked to be watching my prick sliding in and out of my boy's mouth. After just a few strokes he buried his prick in and dumped his load on top of mine and Tim's. I pulled out and offered him the mouth. While my boy was sucking Dale's cock clean I told the twins to lick my boy's hole. The twins scrambled out of the tub, got behind my boy and did their best to suck their Daddy's cum, along with my cum and Dale's cum out of it. <<<<<>>>>> Coach told me later that the twins probably could have taken their Daddy's prick for their first time. He even thought they could have handled me and my Daddy popping their cherries. He mentioned this when we were alone with Chuck. Chuck whistled and said, "I sure would like to have seen that." Coach said that he would have loved watching that to. Coach said that even if the twins weren't cherry, seeing Dad and me fucking identical twins at the same time would be hot. Coach thought out loud that Tim would probably cum three times while watching that. Then he said he'd have to make sure it happened real soon. <<<<<>>>>> Before Coach got the gang together with Tim and the twins, He set it up to see just how far we could go with Dale. Once we started basketball practice, Rick and I had our workouts after practice and ended up being at the gym pretty late. Rick's Dad told coach he only wanted Rick to work out with me on the days we didn't have practice, so Coach told Dale he wanted him to work out with me. He said I needed a partner and Dale could use some bulking up. For my first work out with Dale, Coach was down in the weight room with us. It was only a week after the fuck session with Tim and the twins, just being in the weight room again had Dale turned on. When Coach and I stripped down and didn't put on jocks or shorts Dale was a little surprised, I told him we'd all seen each other fuck so why bother. He shrugged his shoulders, stepped out of his briefs and joined us at a bench. Coach told Dale to start off with some bench presses and told me to spot him. I knew ahead of time that Coach and I were going to give Dale the same treatment as Tim had gotten, but with a different outcome. Coach put a little more weight on the bar than he figured Dale could handle and I knew to help him out with the first few reps then let him try it on his own. On the first rep I wasn't helping Dale could only get the bar about halfway up. I had been standing over Dale's head, my prick dangling in his face for just a few minutes, but Dales prick was already fully hard. While Dale was struggling with the weight, Coach grabbed his prick and asked him, "What's this all about? You're supposed to be a stud boy and your cock `s getting hard because Ed's cock is hanging over your face?" I watched Dale try to answer, but not much sound came out because he was straining so hard with the weight. All he did when he opened his mouth was let the head of my dick drop in it. Coach kept taunting Dale about wanting to suck my prick. Dale kept trying to reply, but all he did was make my prick start to get hard. As my prick grew and started to work deeper into Dale's mouth he gave up trying to talk and started sucking on it. Coach told me to go ahead and help him finish the rep and then start feeding him the rest of my prick. With the weight bar out of his hands Dale grabbed the backs of my legs and pulled more of my prick into his mouth himself. He was really going to town until my prick hit the back of his throat and he started to gag. Coach grabbed Dale's feet, lifted them up in the air and pushed Dale back on the bench saying, "You're throat's not at a good angle; this should help." Dale scooted back on the bench, but my prick in his mouth made his head tilt and roll back instead of slide. When the top of Dale's head rolled back onto the bench and his shoulders lifted up a bit, my prick slid on into his throat and my balls smacked against Dale's nose. Coach said, "That's better boy, now you can service that cock like it should be done." Coach reached down and started playing with Dale's hole. I couldn't really tell with my prick fucking into his throat, but I thought Dale was trying to protest. Coach kept on pushing his fingers into Dale and told him, "I know you want that cock you're sucking so well in here next boy. It's going to hurt, but it will hurt less if you let me open you up." Coach kept pushing his fingers into Dale's hole for a while then looked up at me and asked, "Do you want to pop his cherry or feed him your first load while I open him up for you and breed him to lube his hole up?" I kept on fucking into Dale's throat and told coach I thought Dale was hungry. I told Coach to go ahead and pop his cherry for me and let me get off in him twice, once in each end. Coach pulled his fingers out of Dale's hole and pressed the head of his prick up to it. He told Dale he'd fucked enough boy hole himself and told them how to make it easier on themselves he should know what to do. Coach then buried his prick, balls deep in Dale's hole with one push. I felt, more than heard, Dale scream around my prick. Coach told him he must not have been relaxed or he didn't remember to push out. Then Coach started fucking. Coach kept pushing back on Dale's ankles while he fucked. Dale's ass kept lifting higher off the bench until the tops of Dale's feet were pressed to my shoulders. Coach looked at me and said that Dale's hole was real tight and he wasn't going to be able to hold off for long. I told Coach I was ready. Coach slammed into Dale's hole and said, "Now, I'm breeding him now." I started fucking faster and sprayed my scum in Dale's throat and mouth. Coach finished and told me to take hold of Dale's ankles. Coach pulled out then came around beside me and told me to go for a ride. I pulled my prick out of Dale's mouth while I was still shooting the last few drops of scum. Coach held Dale's ankles back, keeping his ass up off the bench. I stepped over the bench and slid my prick into Dale's hole. Even though Coach had just popped his cherry and bred him, Dale's hole was still tight around my prick. He gasped when I pushed in and Coach pushed his softening cum covered prick into Dale's mouth. I started fucking and my prick stayed hard, but it took me a long time to shoot my second round. Dale sucked Coach's prick clean and kept on sucking until it was hard again and Coach started fucking his mouth. I was pounding away at Dale's hole and watching Coach's prick fucking into his throat. I looked down at his prick and saw that it was hard and oozing slime. I told Dale to grab hold of his prick and jerk himself off. Dale did as he was told. After a few strokes on his prick it started shooting scum all over Dale and Coach. Coach started feeding Dale his load when he felt Dale's scum splattering on his belly. Dale's hole clamping down on my prick milked a second load out of it and I bred his hole. When we were all through and pulled apart, Coach walked over to the hot tub, turned it on and climbed in. Dale's ass settled back down on the bench and his ankles came to rest on my chest. I looked down at him and said, "Now that I've bred your hole, boy, it's mine." Dale didn't say anything. He sat up, scooted back, leaned forward and took my prick into his mouth. Dale sucked my prick clean, looking up into my face the whole time.