Date: Thu, 8 Feb 2018 08:59:14 -0500
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Subject: The Fireman's Son, Chapter 37

Archive: "Fireman's Son, Chapter 37" {Rob} (MB oral anal)

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The Fireman's Son Chapter 37 – Friday

	Early Friday morning Steve was awakened by his father kneeing his
legs apart. "Spread `em, whore. Daddy needs a good fuck before he goes back
on duty."  The boy immediately spread his legs wider and raised his ass up
to take the thick daddy-cock that was prodding into his ass before ramming
deeply into his rectum in one hard thrust. "Oh yeah! Good pussy!"
	At the end of first period Mr. Jones walked over to the door and
called Steve aside as the other students were leaving the room. "Do you
think we could get together tomorrow morning here at school? I want to get
your ideas about a project I have in mind," he said loudly enough for the
others to hear.
	"I'm pretty sure I could. I'd have to check with my mom to make
sure she doesn't have anything planned for us. I could meet with you last
period today."
	By now all the others had left and Mr. Jones closed the
door. "Yeah, but I told Coach Henderson about your talents and he wants to
get to know you better, and, as you know, he has PE last period."
	Steve broke into a big grin, "And what about you two studs' wives?
How're you going to explain to them that you have to go to school on
Saturday?"
	"No problem, Coach Henderson's wife is away for the weekend and my
wife's sister is visiting us so they will be busy shopping all morning,"
Mr. Jones replied. He was standing with his back to the door and as he
spoke he moved his hand to cup the slight bulge in his crotch. "Right now,
do you think you could take care of this problem I've got? I'm so horny it
won't take but a few minutes. Here's a note for your next period," he said
as he handed Steve the slip of paper and unzipped his pants to pull out his
half-hard cock.
	"Sure. Anything to help a teacher," Steve said with a grin as he
dropped to his knees and took the now-hard shaft in his mouth. As promised,
it only took a few minutes for the horny teacher to flood Steve's throat
with his warm, tasty load. The boy got up licking his lips as the young man
put his satisfied cock away. "Yum. Yum. Daddy gave me a load in my ass
before he went back on duty and now you've given me a load in my
belly. Nice way to start the day!"
	"You are a little whore, just like Matt said!"
	By hurrying, Steve was able to get to his second period class just
as the tardy bell rang so he didn't need Mr. Jones' note.
	In between second and third periods, Steve was at his locker when
Daniel Thorpe and Julio Esteban, two of the basketball studs who had
gangbanged him in the abandoned restroom, came up to him. They stood really
close and Daniel said in a low voice, "When're you gonna give us some more
of that grade-A ass, slut? Julio and me, and the rest of the guys, want
some more of that hot stuff." The two jocks had Steve pushed up against the
lockers and their big muscular bodies practically surrounded the smaller
boy.
	"Yeah, puta, our big cocks want back in that tight pussy," Julio
whispered as he slid his hand down around Steve's butt and gave his cheek a
tight squeeze.
	"I don't know, guys it's not so easy now that school's started. You
know I'd like to have those big stud cocks of yours and the other guys'
fucking my ass, but I don't know when or how. But right now we gotta get to
class."
	"You better figure it out soon, bitch, or we will," Daniel
threatened as the two walked off.
	When lunch period came Steve and Roy Atkins met up to sit
together. They were joined by several of their classmates. Jim, as he had
every other day, sat with the baseball players. Roy and Steve were at the
end of their table, and were able to carry on a low-voiced conversation.
	"What were those basketball players talking to you about at your
locker? They looked sorta like they were crowding you. I started to come
over, but figured your could take care of yourself."
	"Oh, they were just a couple of guys I was hanging with in the park
Saturday. They were playing a pickup game with some of their teammates and
needed another player. I told them I wasn't up to their level, but they
said they didn't mind. They just needed someone to make up the
numbers. They are pretty big and had me squeezed in."
	"Well, as long as you didn't mind. Are you going to be at PE today?
You've missed a couple. I know you've been helping Mr. Jones out last
period."
	"Yeah. I'll be there today, don't want the coaches getting mad at
me."
	As Steve was leaving the cafeteria, Jim came up to him and
whispered, "God I'm horny as hell. I wish we could go someplace where you
could give me a blowjob. If anybody on the team sees us going to the old
restroom, they'll know what we're up to. Can you think of anyplace else? We
still have twenty minutes of lunch period."
	They were just passing a door to the outside service area. Steve
glanced around hurriedly. Not seeing any of Jim's teammates or anyone else
who would think it odd, he said "Quick! Out this door! We can go back where
they keep the yard equipment. None of the maintenance men will be around
there at this time of the day. They go off-campus for lunch."
	The two boys quickly went out and surreptitiously made their ways
down a windowless passage into a court that opened out to the school
grounds. Steve knew the layout because he and Tony sometimes used the area
last year when the older boy wanted a quick blowjob. Slipping into a nook
where they would not be visible to a casual passerby, it took only seconds
for Jim to open his trousers and whip out his fast-hardening cock and Steve
to drop to his knees before his best friend.
	"Oh god! Suck me, Steve. Suck my big dick, cocksucker. God! You're
so good. You're the best friend a guy like me could have. Always ready to
take care of me. Always wanting to make me feel good."
	"You said it, buddy. Ain't nothin' like a willing cocksucker to
take care of a stud's needs. Ain't notin' like a hungry mouth or a
welcoming hole to make a guy feel good," they heard.
	"What the fuck! Jake! What the fuck're you doing here?" Jim
exclaimed as he tried to pull his cock out of Steve's mouth. Steve,
recognizing Jake Swenson's harsh voice and realizing there was nothing to
do about it, grabbed Jim's hard thighs and pulled him back into his throat.
	"I saw you two slipping out and knew my old pal was about to get
his balls drained by his sweet little buddy. I figured my teammate wouldn't
mind sharing his little cocksucker, lettin' him drain my balls as well. You
wouldn't want us to think you weren't gonna share him with the rest of us,
would you?" Jake said as he, with some effort pulled his hardon out of his
open trousers and walked up to stand beside the two boys.
	Before Jim could object any further, Steve pulled off his
spit-slimed cock and said, "That's okay, Jim. I told you I've taken care of
Jake before. I'll suck him off too. Let's just get on with it before
somebody else finds us. We gotta get to our next class."
	A few more thrusts down his friend's throat and Jim was filling him
with his big jock load. As Steve pulled off, Jake grabbed him by the hair
and pulled his face hard up against his body, ramming his hard thick member
down into the boy's spasming throat. Steve gagged slightly and then took
the new cock all the way down. Moments later the rough baseballer sent his
load spurting down the open gullet.
	The two baseball players quickly stuffed their spent cocks back
into their pants and zipped up as Steve stood, and the three made their way
back into the building. Unbeknownst to them, there was another interested
witness to the incident. Roy Atkins had noticed Steve and Jim exit and had
seen Jake Swenson follow them out. Thinking only of his friend's safety, he
had followed and had seen Steve sucking Jim's big cock and then sucking off
the other baseball player.
	Roy was straight. He had reached puberty early and his older
brother had guided him through the rough spots. He had even talked a couple
of his girlfriends into letting his younger brother fuck them. They thought
it was cool to have two brothers, one younger, fucking them. Unfortunately
his brother and his girlfriends had graduated last year.
	Roy and his family had been away for the entire summer, his dad
studying at a distant university. During part of that time Roy had attended
an International Boy Scout Jamboree with boys and men from all over the
world. He was surprised to discover that homosexuality was rife in the huge
group of men and boys. The straight boy had learned about the pleasure of
getting his cock sucked and fucking ass. He also discovered that he enjoyed
using other boys for his pleasure, that he liked dominating another boy his
age or even older. There were lots of chances to enjoy boy-on-boy sex in
the tent city. He had had good teachers in this, older scouts and some of
the leaders who recognized the dominance in his makeup.
	Since starting back to school Roy hadn't even begun thinking about
dating again. After all, it was just the end of the first week! He had
started wondering about Steve though. He had noticed the way the smaller
boy seemed friendlier this year, and how he looked at him in the locker
room and responded in the showers to the back washing. Roy had also heard
some very faint rumors about his classmate's activities over the
summer. Now he knew, and he intended to do something about it! He wanted
Steve for a friend, but a friend who would do for him what he had just seen
him do for Jim Evans and Jake Swenson - and more!
	The rest of the day until last period went without incident. Steve
and Jim saw one another as they were going to their respective locker
rooms. The teams had their own facilities, separate from those for the
physical education classes. Although the basketball season was beginning,
the baseball was team having two weeks of fall practice just to get the new
members integrated with the returning players.
	"I'm sorry about Jake," Jim said as they met. "He's such a bastard,
but we've been friends for a long time, almost as long as you and me, and
he really helped me about getting on the team."
	"That's okay, Jim. I told you he and I had gotten together a few
times this summer. He's actually a pretty hot guy."
	"So you like taking care of him?"
      "Yeah! I do."
      "Can I come over after practice?"
	"Sure. Mom's going shopping after work and to dinner with some
friends. We'll have lots of time to mess around. You haven't fucked me
since Wednesday," Steve said with a grin as they parted.
	Entering the PE locker room, Steve spotted Roy and went over to
him. "I saved a locker for you, right next to mine," the other boy said.
	The two boys stripped and put on their gym clothes. Steve got a
good look at Roy's big cock with is abundant hair as he took off his
underwear and reached in taking out his shorts. As he started to step into
them, Steve said, "You're not gonna wear a strap? You might get banged up
down there!"
	"Naw, looks like I forgot to bring it. It's okay. I sorta like to
hang free," he said as he pulled his shorts up. As he did so the waistband
caught under the base of his thick stalk and pulled it up to stand straight
out from his bush for a moment before he pulled the elastic up and
over. Steve watched the big bulge as it dropped down to hang off to the
side. "Let's go pal," Roy said as he put his arm around Steve's
shoulders. "Let's get out there and show Coach who the star players are."
	The class of boys ran out to the soccer field followed by Coach
Henderson and formed up into the two teams they had been playing on all
week. Steve and Roy were on different sides. Although Steve had missed a
couple of days, the young coach kept him in the whole time to test his
playing skills. Roy noticed a couple of times the coach's pats on Steve's
ass lasted a little longer than those given to the other boys. `Uhmm, I
wonder?' he thought.
       As usual the game was wild and rough. The two sides running up and
down the field chasing the round ball as it was passed from one to
another. Steve was constantly aware of the big lump flopping around in his
friend's shorts. A couple of times Roy took him down, landing on top of
him. The muscular boy noticed that when this happened the other boy went
slightly limp under him and did not attempt to get up immediately like
other players he took down. Steve, for his part, was very conscious of the
large soft lump that he felt pressing against him as he lay under the
heavier, more muscular boy.
	After forty-five minutes of rough and tumble Coach Henderson blew
his whistle to call end of play. As the boys trooped in the young coach had
a good word and a pat on the back or ass for each member of the
class. Again Roy noticed the young man's hand seemed to linger longer on
Steve's ass.
	Purposely, Roy was the last to come in, and he stopped to talk a
few minutes with Coach Henderson. When he finally came into the locker room
a large number of the boys had left, either changing into their clothes
without showering or having taken quick showers, dressed and left. A few
were just drying off and dressing, and there was still some noise of
running water from the showers. He was quick to notice Steve just sitting
on the bench before their lockers with his gym clothes still on. He smiled
to himself as he walked over to the seated boy, pulling his shirt over his
head as he did so. Steve looked up and smiled as he approached. "There you
are. I was wondering where you had gone to. Are you gonna shower?"
	"Yeah. You?"
	"Yeah," Steve said as he stood up and pulled his t-shirt over his
head.
	Roy opened his locker and tossed his shirt inside before slowly
pushing his sweaty shorts down and letting them drop to the floor. He sat
down on the bench and spread his legs as he bent down to pick them off the
floor and toss them in. He secretly looked up through his eyelashes to see
Steve, naked except for his shoes, staring at his big cock and balls lying
on the wooden bench between his dark-haired thighs. He bent down and
fumbled with his shoe laces. He had purposely tied them in double knots
when he was dressing.
	"Fuck! I can't get these damn laces untied! Can you give me a hand,
buddy?"
	"Sure," the boy said as he went down on his knees and bent over to
help his friend. As he worked on the tight knots, he kept taking furtive
glances at the enticing junk just in front of him. He could smell the musk
emanating from the sweaty crotch that was less than a foot from his
face. Just a few inches forward and he would be surrounded by hairy flesh
on both sides. Inches more and his face would be crushed up against the
inviting mass of flesh. His mouth was watering for a taste. He knew he
wanted to suck his classmate's cock.
	Finally he was successful in getting the knots undone and
unloosened. "Ohh! Good! That feels so good! Take my shoes off for me,
buddy. Yeah, that's it," he sighed as Steve took the smelly shoes off his
friend's big feet. "Oh yeah! Get to socks for me too, little pal."
	Without thinking, Steve peeled the damp, smelly socks off. His
hands lingered on the stud's bare feet before he put socks and shoes in the
locker. As he straightened up and looked into his friend's smiling face he
felt the rightness of his position. This is where he belonged, at his
friend's feet, serving him, doing his will.
	This was the first time Steve had been attracted to a boy his own
age. Of course, Jim was just a year older, but he'd always been more
physically mature than many boys his age. Only recently had he taken on a
more dominant role, replacing the boy-boy, jack-off-buddy relationship they
had had for so long. Even though Roy was his same age, Steve knew he was
different. He had felt it all week as they had become more than just
classmates, more even than just friends. It was almost like Tony and his
friends and the other men who had used Steve for their pleasure over the
summer.
	Roy put his hands on Steve's shoulders and pulled him close. "Thank
you, buddy. You're a good friend. I'm lucky to have a friend like you. I
know we're going to be real close friends, just like Jim and you are."
      "Yes, Roy. That's what I want."
	"Let's get into that shower before Coach comes to turn us out," Roy
said as he stood up. Steve was kneeling so close that as he did so his
hairy crotch brushed against the other boy's face.
	The two boys got towels and went into the big communal
showers. There were only three or four boys still there. Roy led Steve over
to the far corner and turned on four showerheads. As the hot water streamed
down, a heavy blanket of steam rose, partially obscuring that corner of the
big tile room. He pulled Steve in and began running the soap over the boy's
body, paying lengthy attention to his crotch, running his soapy hands
between his legs and up into the crack of his ass. Steve stood limply,
moaning as the larger boy massaged his chest and belly, running his hands
down Steve's legs and back up into his crotch once again. He studiously
ignored the boy's hard cock. He took the shampoo and washed his
hair. Finished, he led Steve under the pouring-down water and rinsed him
off, continuing to massage every portion of the boy's body. He stood behind
him as he rinsed and massaged his chest and belly. He gave a few twinks to
the hard little nipples in the center of his hairless chest. The boy moaned
and leaned back against his friend and could feel the thick partially-hard
cock that was rubbing in the smooth cleft of his ass between the tight
little melons of his butt.
	By now all the other boys had left. If they had noticed the two in
the corner, they hadn't seemed to have paid them any attention. Steve was
now squeaky clean and free of soap and shampoo. Roy handed him the bar of
soap. He turned his back on the boy and said, "Now me. Now you do me. Take
care of me. That's what you want, isn't it?"
	"Yes," Steve said softly as he ran his soapy hands over Roy's
shoulders, down his back and over his hard ass, falling to his knees to rub
down his thick thighs and calves. Roy raised his feet so the boy could take
care of them before turning around to present his front to his
washer-boy. Steve moved to massage the muscular pecs, feeling the little
patch of chest hair in the center. Roy raised his arms as he squeezed
shampoo in his hair and rubbed. Steve ran his soapy hands into the
dark-haired pits and then down to the light trail running from the indented
navel to the dark bush that surrounded the hard cock jutting out from it.
	As Steve bent to stroke the hard cock and cup the massive balls in
their sack, Roy asked, "You want that cock? You want to suck my cock like
you do Jim's and Jake's?"
	"Yes."
	"Kiss it! Show me what you want!" Roy insisted as he gently pushed
Steve back down to his knees and pressed the head of his cock against the
other boy's lips. Glancing over at the door of the showers, he saw Coach
Henderson standing there watching, his hand down in his shorts. He took
Steve's head in his hands and forced the hard shaft into his mouth and,
after a slight resistance, into his throat. "Yes! That's a good boy! Suck
my cock, you little cocksucker! Suck it good and maybe I'll fuck your tight
little ass for you. Would you like that? Have you had hard cock up your
rear end?" There was a gurgling noise from the boy kneeling before
him. "Yeah! I thought so! You're gonna take good care of me! You're gonna
take care of me just like all your other fuckers, aren't you?" There was
another gurgling sound from the boy's throat.
	Roy took his hands off of Steve's head and gave the double
thumbs-up sign to the watching young coach as Steve fucked himself on the
hard cock.
	"You guys finish up in there. Everybody else is gone. I got fifteen
or twenty minutes of work to do in my office. I want you out of here when I
come back. Understand?" Coach Henderson yelled.
	"Yeah, Coach. We'll be finished by then," Roy yelled back as the
young man turned and left. Putting his hands back on the kneeling boy's
head, he leaned down and said, "You hear that, boy. Coach Henderson
knows. You're gonna be chowin' down on his cock and taking him up your ass
before long. But right now, we're getting' out of here before we shrivel
up. We got the locker room to ourselves `til Coach comes back and I'm gonna
get me a piece of that ass before we leave," he said as he pulled his cock
out of Steve's mouth and and lifted him to his feet. "Come on little
buddy. I'm gonna take care of your need, and you're gonna take care of
mine. Just like you and Jim. I'm your best friend just like Jim Evans,
aren't I?"
	"Yes, Roy. You are. You're my best friend just like Jim. You'll
take care of me, just like him."
	"You got it, little buddy. I'm gonna take care of you. I'm gonna
give you what you need," he said as he led Steve out of the showers and
toweled him off before pressing him down on his back on one of the hard
benches, lifting his legs up and out and spearing his hard cock into the
tight ass-pussy gleaming pinkly between the twin mounds of the boy's cute
ass. "Fuck yeah! I knew this would be good pussy! Tight and hot on a stud's
hard cock!"
	"Oh yeah! Fuck me, Roy! So good! Feels so good! Your big cock
pounding my as! I love it! I love it!"
	"Yeah, I was pretty sure you were one of those boys. One of those
boys who need, hard cock down your throat and up your ass. Yeah! I learned
about boys like you at scout camp this summer. I was pretty sure I would
find one to take care of me here at school. Evidently I'll have to share
you, but that's okay. Jim's a nice guy and that Blake Swensen he seems to
be a cocky bastard, but I can deal with that. Who else is there? How many
more guys're fucking this pretty little ass of yours?"
	"Oh, Roy, don't hate me! Lots of guys have found out about me this
summer. I can't help it! I was taught that I liked cock last year! It's a
long story. I'll tell you about it. I need cock and lots of guys have found
out about it."
	It didn't take long for the dominant boy to pound his way to his
climax and spew his pent-up load of teenage spooge into the bottom boy's
welcoming guts. They quickly wiped off and got into their clothes.
	They were gone by the time Coach Henderson came back, a towel
wrapped around his waist. He checked the showers, turned off the lights and
returned to his office where he worked his hard cock until he shot a huge
load across the top of his desk. `Damn! I can't wait `til I get me some of
that ass-pussy. Tom and I are gonna have a party tomorrow morning with that
hot little piece of tail!' the young man thought as he dressed to go home
to his empty house. His wife, who'd been holding out on him for over a
month, was visiting her parents for a few days.