Date: Wed, 22 Dec 2021 15:11:52 -0600 From: Bruce Turner Subject: Chris Comes Home Chapter Thirty-One Chris Comes Home Chapter Thirty-One Need charitable deductions before the year ends? Nifty survives on your donations. The ride home would have been happier had Skip won his match but Jesse was pleased with the way Chris had followed his instructions and taken the medal in his weight class praising him most of the way home. They were in the rear seat of the van so the only one able to see them was Mr. Scott who would look in the rearview mirror to look at them when he had the chance. Chris and Jesse chuckled at the way Mr. Scott was spying on him but it didn't stop Chris from getting his hand in Jesse's pants and make the man's cock hard. He told the man he was looking forward to spending enough time with him that they cold fuck each other and told Jesse if he wanted that he would be glad to pull his pants down and let him fuck him during the ride behind everyone else. The assistant knew the boy was serious but the way he yelled while getting fucked made him tell Chris that they would have to wait until Monday when he was expected to clear out his locker. It wasn't the way Chris had wanted the day to end but he understood Jesse had a job to protect and didn't want Skip spreading the word that he was fucking a student. Even though he had told Chris he wouldn't or couldn't fuck him in the van he managed to get a hand down the back of the boy's pants by having him unfasten his belt and the top button. They were on the road less than a half hour when he finally pressed one finger into the boy. Chris gasped at the sudden intrusion. Both the coach and driver asked if every thing was alright, Jesse assured them there wasn't a problem while wiggling the finger inside the boy's asshole, Chris was unable to speak without giggling. They both wished they were able to do more but Jesse had been told by Alex that he couldn't play with the boy where anyone could see them. Jesse had been surprised when Alex promised that he could have the office to himself on Monday afternoon. Unable to resist the tight asshole Jesse slid a second finger in to Chris, between the ass and the hand on his cock he shot in his underwear and on Chris' hand. The boy shocked him by removing his hand and licking it clean then stuffing it back in his underwear to find more cum. "I would have loved to have that where your fingers are." Chris spoke low enough that only Jesse was able to hear him. Jesse couldn't believe how forward the boy was about his desires, he had been a Junior in College before he was able to ask Alex to fuck him. The first and only man that he had ever asked. "Don't worry, I'll have plenty for you on Monday." "Me too." "I wish we would stop so I can get rid of these wet briefs." "Do you want me to lick you clean?" "No. Skip might turn around." "Mr. Scott, can you stop so I can take a leak." Chris wasn't about to let the cum he couldn't reach go to waste, he would go with his assistant coach to the rest room where ever they stopped. He hoped there was a way they could get private although he knew there wouldn't be time to fuck. He hoped Jesse would at least finger him some more while he licked up the cooling cum. "Congratulations, Chris. That's twice you have beaten me. Wait until next year, I am going to pin your ass to the mat." "Come over here, I told you I was going to fuck your ass before you went home." The boy ran from the restroom. Chris laughed at the way he got out of the restroom as fast as possible. With no one else in there he and Jesse used the handicap stall to clean up the man's cock, pubic hair and balls. Chris really didn't want to suck his cock but as he licked his balls decided to suck it clean enjoying every inch of the short cock. "Chris, you're not going to get another load. Thanks but we need to get in the van, everyone is going to wonder what we're doing." "Fine, but Monday I won't be put off so easily." "I'm looking forward to it." Chris instantly went hard when Jesse grabbed and squeezed his cock. So he was going to get the chance to fuck his coach after all. Back in the van Chris tried behaving himself, they were far down the road when he began to feel drowsy. It didn't take long for him to fall asleep and fall over with his head in Jesse's lap. Alex looked back, he was going to chew Jesse out for doing something with Chris where others could see it but when he leaned over his seat to face Jesse he saw that his wrestler was sleeping not licking or sucking Jesse's cock. They were pulling into the school parking lot when Jesse shook him awake, they were outside the van before either Jesse or Chris saw the wet spot on Jesse's pants where Chris had drooled in his sleep. At least it wasn't his cum seeping through the material although it was where someone might mistake it for cum. Word had spread around the district that Chris was bringing home a trophy from the Tournament and there were at least a hundred students and parents standing in the parking lot to greet them. Chris was only slightly disappointed that his Father and Brother weren't there, his Father had told him to join them at his favorite Pizza shop. Saturday nights the Pizza shop was usually busy so Chris was not shocked that he needed to drive around to find a parking spot. He had to rush into the restaurant, he was supposed to meet his family at 8:30 and it was 9:00 when he was finally parked. As he pushed his way through the heavy double doors a shout went up through the Pizza Shop, the crowd stood and shouted their congratulations to him as he made his way through the crowd to find his family that was seated at the round table in the center of the dining room. It was almost too much, Chris loved the acclamation but he wished everyone would shut up so he could order his favorite pizza now that he no longer had to worry about his weight. His Father had invited some of Chris' friends and team mates, as the noise calmed he was happy to see that somehow his Father had gotten in touch with Roman and Charlie. They both looked at him like they were ready to devour him before their pizza arrived, he liked that. He hoped his Father knew that with the group he had invited to party would continue when they left the restaurant and went home. Chris didn't think there was much in the apartment to fuel the group but if they wanted more they would have to move down to the house. His Father's car was already in the garage when he parked his. The boys that had been riding with him already were down to shorts or nothing when they jumped from the car. As he got out they tore his clothing off. They lead him into the back yard where there were at least another dozen of his friends partying. Everyone of them knew that the rule was that there were no clothes allowed in the back yard, he was amazed to see five or six boys running around naked that he had never seen out of their clothes before, fellow students but not wrestlers or guys in his gym class. Half a dozen of the bigger guys picked him up, paraded him around the yard then tossed him in the hot tub. Before his head went under he saw that all the lights were on in his apartment but really didn't think too much about it since he was trying to get upright. He had only been there about fifteen minutes when his Brother poked his head out of the apartment and called for him to come up the stairs. Chris was having fun with his friends but still ran up the stairs at the sound of Dean's voice. Standing around, also naked, were more of his team mates and a few strangers that Chris looked at lewdly. He was half way across the main room when he felt Roman behind him licking his way down his butt. How they had decided who did what he never learned but his slave was barely touching his asshole when Marcos dove onto his cock and Jose went for his ball. It was the last thing he had expected at a party his Father had planned, after shooting two loads he wanted to lay down and get fucked but his Brother told him it wasn't an orgy and to cut a huge cake that had been put on the breakfast table. Unfortunately it wasn't one of Dean's piss cakes but a store bought one that wasn't nearly as good. People started to leave around midnight. Chris figured he would have to help clean up the next morning but Jeff and Jose spent the last hour they were there helping each other do it. Chris was happy although he had never gotten fucked. He didn't drink much beer so falling asleep wasn't a problem for him, he lay down on his bed with Jose and John John on one side tangled in each other's limb and Roman on the other already sleeping. Mr. Carmichael did not join the youngsters partying in the back yard but he did sit by the patio door watching the naked young flesh. Boys had been leaving for an hour when Dean went into the house and offered his Father his mouth and throat. It had been a while since Mr. Carmichael had enjoyed a good blow job so he followed Dean to his room and allowed his son to swallow his cock. Dean was glad he had gone home to celebrate his brother's victory, even happier that his Father had been willing to allow him to suck his cock twice that night. Chris woke up with Roman kneeling on one side of the bed and John John on the other. He hated having to choose which boy's mouth to use as his urinal but he hadn't been giving enough piss to his slave for the past few weeks so the decision wasn't that hard. When he went down to the house for breakfast he was glad to see there was not much cleaning to do in the yard. He grabbed a cup of coffee from a pot sitting on the counter before he smelled breakfast cooking, Dean was dressed only in an apron cheerfully cooking bacon and pancakes. Over breakfast Mr. Carmichael told his boys how proud he was of them both. He let Chris know that once he was given the okay by Dr. Stephens that he would be ready to fuck him. When John John arrived he let them all know that all of the punishment he had given Chris was lifted, he could have whoever he wanted over. Chris almost fell to the floor to suck his Father's cock but John John was already there. Jose and Roman walked in in time to see John John licking cum off his lips. Roman took that to mean the party from the previous night was continuing so he crawled under the table to get to Chris' cock and Jose not wanting to be left out went for Dean's. The rest of the day Chris spent catching up on his homework while Mr. Carmichael drove Dean back to school. John John went across the street with Jose hoping that his friend would let him try sex with his dog, not to fuck him but to get mounted. After he finished eating, Roman said he needed to go home, Chris offered to drive him but he had ridden a bicycle to his house so he declined the offer. Roman did clean up the dishes and kitchen before leaving, Chris was in the yard trying to read when he finished. Being a well trained slave Roman spent twenty minutes licking Chris' asshole, happy as could be that his Master was gladly spreading his legs to either side of the lounge giving him space to force his face between the legs that often gripped his head tightly. He was sorry that his Master didn't have a dirty asshole but there was enough taste to keep him happy. For the rest of the day Chris swung back and forth between studying and daydreaming about what was going to happen the next day. He was still on the lounge studying when his Father returned, Mr. Carmichael was happy to see that he was alone, he joined his son enjoying the sun until the shadows started to creep across their legs. Chris had tried to thank his Father for the pizza shop and the party but his Father told him it was only something a proud Father would do for his son. He told Chris he wouldn't need to cook their dinner, they were going out for a solid meal. Chris knew when his Father said a solid meal he was talking about steak and potatoes. He hadn't been to one of those dinners with his Father in a while other when they went to visit Dean. Chris dressed a little better than he would when he went to school but not in a suit and tie like his Father. When they arrived at the steak house his Father asked about a reservation and they were lead to a table where the coach and his assistant were already seated. Chris was stunned to see how handsome Jesse was in coat and tie, he sat quickly so he wasn't embarrassed by his cock pushing against the light weight material of his pants. He had been told his cock showed through the pants by Jeff but he still hadn't taken care to wear any underwear wanting to be cool and comfortable. He hoped Jess caught a look at what was already hard thinking about the next day. The look Jesse gave him when he rushed to his seat let Chris know he had seen what was happening. The boy wished he wouldn't have to wait another day but there didn't seem to be a chance for them to get free of Alex and his Father. He was seated across the table from Jesse so there was no chance for him to touch the man he was so set on fucking. His Father and Alex carried most of the conversation not involving Jesse or Chris, too much. The dinner was to thank the pair for guiding Chris to the trophy so Mr. Carmichael paid for the meal. Alex and Jesse both gave Chris a long hug after desert and left him alone with his Father. "Chris it was rather obvious that you have a crush on Jesse. You know it could get him in a lot of trouble if you carry it any further don't you? Teachers and students are not permitted to have sex. First, it is considered an abuse of authority that could lose him his job. Second, you are still a minor and the age difference could land him in jail. I am not one of those parents that would sue the school and the coach but you need to be careful that no one learns about it if you have sex." Mr. Carmichael could see his son was not taking him seriously. "We have." "You have already had sex with him?" "OOPs. Yes, we have, I was so desperate to be fucked that when I saw that his cock was within the guidelines Dr. Stephens set, I offered and he accepted. He was the best that I have ever had, that is probably why you think I was 'Oogling' him. I want him to fuck me again, and if I'm lucky many times after the next time." "Are you saying you're in love with him?" He really hoped his son only had a crush on his coach nothing more. "No. I am just crazy about the sex. Don't you think he is handsome?" "He is, son. But please be careful." "I will. Are you ready to go home?" He wanted to get that conversation over. He hated telling his Father about what he and Jesse did and were going to do. Chris slept fitfully that night continuously dreaming about Jesse, both fucking him and having him fuck his ass. Jeff and Jose rode with John John and he to school on Monday even though he told them he wouldn't be able to give them a ride home. Most of the talk in the car was about the party Saturday night and who each of them had sex with, Chris was somewhat jealous, they all admitted to getting fucked at least once at the party mostly by guys they hadn't know before. There were a couple of the guys at the party that Jeff and John John thought he should get to know better. Roman tagged along with Chris any chance he got. He was glad that his Master seemed almost back to normal, letting him lick his ass between a few classes. Class out, Chris pulled Roman into the restroom closest to the gym and had him lick his ass until he was twitching in anticipation of having Jesse fuck him. He told the boy he had things he needed to do and sent him home. Chris walked into the locker room tearing his clothes off on the way to his locker. He didn't know if he was going to have to clean it out since the competitors for the state tournament hadn't been announced, he thought he should have a good chance at being invited but he hadn't seen the points at the tournament. He fully hoped he would be practicing with Jesse for the next few weeks but in the front of his brain was sex! Sex with Jesse in the coaches' office. After he hung his clothes he found his favorite lube and fully hard walked to the office. He had expected to be alone in the locker room but there were a few of the divers that practiced year round helping each other with a fresh shave at the edge of the shower room. He was not surprised at all to see Jose on his knees shaving another boy's ass, the boy was already hairless. Jesse had the desk cleared, he was sitting on the edge of the desk as naked as Chris. The wrestler was glad to see that his coach was as eager to fuck as he was. When he handed Jesse the bottle of lube Jesse showed him that his cock was already lubed and ready. He told Chris to bend over the desk, once his ass was exposed Jesse squirted some of the lube Chris had handed him into his asshole. Chris was still twitching from the tonguing Roman had pleasured him with and when Jesse inserted a finger sucked it inside with almost no pressure being applied. "Feels like there is an asshole that needs my cock." "God, yes. Stop talking and fuck me." Jesse continued to tease his asshole with his finger then added a second one when Chris started to moan. "What do you want Chris?" He had grown to love hearing the boy begging to be fucked. "Jesse, please fuck me. Please, now." The assistant coach ran his cock up and down the boy's asshole when he pulled his fingers out further teasing him. Chris was trying to grab at the cock with his asshole but Jesse wasn't letting him have it. "Please! Fuck me!" Chris was almost ready to scream he wanted Jesse in his ass so much. If there hadn't been the boys in the shower room he would have. It was one of the few times he tried to be circumspect. Jesse made him beg for about a minute before he slid his foreskin in the boy's asshole and more before he plunged into him with a hard thrust. Jesse worried at the noise Chris was making but began to give him the fuck the boy so desperately wanted and if he had known needed. Like Chris Jesse had been dreaming about that moment since the last time he had seen him sitting beside his Father smiling at everything he said. He thought he should have jacked off that night but he hadn't and now that his cock was in the talented asshole he couldn't hold back long enough to give Chris the fuck he was used to getting from him. Chris felt the cum pushing up the shaft of Jesse's cock, it felt thick and hot when it finally began to fill his ass, too soon. "Do you still want to fuck me?" Jesse really didn't think Chris had changed his mind. He was only asking to make sure the boy got off the desk and lubed his ass. "I've been dreaming about this ass since the last time we practiced in the nude. I don't know how to fuck as well as you but I'm going to try to make you feel as good as I feel right now." Chris hadn't been able to study the way Jesse fucked him, he was making him feel too good for that part of his brain to be connected when being fucked. Chris was too eager to fuck his coach to tease him as much as he had been teased but he was able to rub his cock up and down the brown asshole a couple times to let Jesse know that he was hard enough to fuck him. Now that the time had come he didn't now whether he should plunge his cock all the way into Jesse at once or if the man would like him to work his cock in slowly. As the head of his cock slid through the anal ring Jesse clamped down on him and with his anal muscles began pulling Chris' cock deeper and deeper. Half the way in Chris thrust as hard as he could and rammed his ball against the taint hard enough to make him gasp. For ten minutes Chris tried duplicating the fucking he had just received. Jesse was not as loud as Chris but he moaned in pleasure every time Chris drove his whole cock through his anal ring. Fucking with Jesse bent over the desk didn't allow him to kiss the hard body or play with the man's balls both of which he would have liked to be doing. He managed to squeeze a hand under Jesse far enough to finger a nipple that the coach loved, the noise he made caused Chris to shoot his load deep inside the hot ass, he held his cock deep until he wasn't shooting any more cum. Alex had trained Jesse's ass well, until Chris started pulling out he milked his shaft for every drop of cum he could get. Neither of them had tired out their cocks, they sat on the edge of the desk for a few minutes until Chris asked Jesse to fuck him again although telling him that his doctor had warned him against being fucked too hard or too often. For the next thirty minutes they fucked each other loving every minute their cocks were in the other. After fucking twice Jesse's cock finally drooped letting Chris know that their interlude was over unless he went down on the cock to coax it back to life. They were sitting on the desk talking about the tournament when Alex strode through the door. "I hope you are ready to practice every day for the next three weeks. You have been invited to the state finals. If Jesse likes your body this much I'm okay with the two of you practicing naked. "Even if I join the two of you there won't be a need for singlets." Alex had stepped close enough that he was able to take both of their cocks in a hand. "Congratulations! Has the doctor given you the okay to take a cock like mine?" As much as Chris wanted to lie he couldn't but he did stroke the coach's cock through his practice slacks and offered to give him a blow job. "Thanks, but no. I'll wait until Jesse comes over tonight and fuck him." Chris hadn't thought anything about sex would embarrass Jesse but having Alex share that with his student made him turn as red as the school's colors. Alex clamped his hand on Jesse's shoulder not letting him stand. "Now go home and tell your Father and get this permission slip signed." Alex slapped Chris' butt when he got off his desk and started to the door. Oh well, no more skipped classes for three more weeks. He was so excited he almost ran from the office to his car forgetting to dress, but seeing himself in the exit window he stopped and went back for clothes. Chris didn't doubt his Father would sign the permission slip that would let him go to the state capital on a school day. He wanted to tell him so much he almost drove to where he worked but went home to call his Brother, instead. Chris had told Dean about the bargain he and Jesse had struck before going to the tournament, he wanted to let his brother know just how great it had turned out. "Yeah, twice. We fucked each other twice before Alex came into the office. My ass feels so full of cum right now, I wish you were here so I could dump it in your mouth." "Tell me about this invitation to the state tournament." The brothers were on the phone at least a half hour probably closer to an hour when John John came home. He had been at a play practice having landed one of the leading roles in the school production of West Side Story. He was so excited that he was going to sing on stage in front of three hundred people. John John had talked Jose and Roman into helping behind the scenes since they were both too shy to be on stage. He took the phone from Chris and talked to Dean for a few minutes until Dean said he needed to study. "John John my ass is full of cum, do you want it?" The boy ran to the bathroom to get under the rim seat that Dean had left at home sure he wouldn't find a use for it at college since he was going to be trying to play it asexual for at least one year. Chris was glad that John John had taken his Brother's place eating whatever came out of his ass. Jesse had left him needing to take a dump that he had been holding the entire time talking to his Brother. As soon as he sat on the seat he let go with a fart that took some of the cum with it. That was a start, he was sure John John already had a taste of his ass when he let go with what he assumed was going to be more cum but when it hit his anal ring knew better. "Open wide John John I'm going to shit in your mouth." John John didn't say a word as Chris slowly fed him turd after turd. Ever since the first time he had shit in his mouth he had not actually enjoyed it but willingly ate and swallowed anything that Chris would feed him although he had refused to eat any other shit. Chris had stood up, John John asked him to give him a drink to wash the last bits of shit out of his mouth. Chris knew that Dean ate his ass and shit because he loved him but he didn't know that John John felt the same way, if they crossed paths during the school day John John would have gladly licked his ass clean any time Chris needed to take a dump. He was envious that Chris gave his dirty asshole to Roman to clean. John John had been beating his cock the entire time he was eating Chris' shit getting his mouth flooded with piss he started shooting on the foot to his side. He had seen Chris make Roman lick up his own cum, he hoped the older boy would do the same with him since he had begun to enjoy it as much as he enjoyed anyone else's cum. He was licking the cum off of Chris' foot when Mr. Carmichael called to let them know there was dinner waiting. Chris didn't want his Father knowing that John John had taken Dean's place eating his shit so he told the boy to be sure to brush his teeth and rinse with mouthwash before coming to the table. Without Dean to cook their meals Mr. Carmichael had taken to ordering dinner through Uber at least half the time, the rest of the days either he or Chris did their best to feed the family. "Chris, do you want to talk about your meeting with Jesse this afternoon?" "Not really. It was good and then Mr. Zylinski came in with the news that I was invited to the state finals tournament. I have a permission slip I need you to sign so I can be out of school on that Friday and ride in a van rented by the team. I'll go get it as soon as we're done eating. He didn't tell his Father that they would all be staying in one room, if he read the permission slip before signing he would learn that on his own. "I called Dean to let him know but he won't be able to be there. The college baseball team will be in a double elimination tournament on the same weekend. We both were not too happy about missing the other's weekend but wished each other well. Will you be coming to the capital to watch me or to Dean's tournament?" "I have a few weeks to decide that. Will you be upset if I decide to go watch baseball instead of wrestling?" Chris had to think about that for a few minutes, his Father liked to watch baseball not missing more than a couple of Dean's games during Little League and High School. It was only after Chris started to win his wrestling that his Father started to attend those. He let his Father know that he wanted him at the state tournament but wouldn't be upset if he decided to go watch baseball. He hoped he had sold his comment while in reality he would love to have his Father cheering for him. Mr. Carmichael knew that Chris liked having him at his wrestling matches, having to decide between his sons was going to be rough. He wished there was a compromise he could make but the boys would be hundreds of miles apart and there was no way for him to be in two places at once. He hadn't talked to his ex-wife in months but there was always the possibility that she might be able to attend one of her sons' big day. He would think about it and if she was willing, talk to his sons about which would like to have her in the stands. "Did you get what you were planning from Jesse?" Chris' Father was not going to come right out and asked if he had been fucked but he wanted to know that his son was being taken care of by the other men in his life. Just the thought of the handsome Hispanic man and his son together had him too hard to enjoy the food on the table. He had been raised prejudiced against both Hispanic and Black people but his wife had made certain that her sons were not influenced by his bigotry. He had tried over the years they were married to erase his upbringing without success but he had managed to allow his sons to socialize with whoever they chose not steering them away from any of the races he felt inferior even allowing them to invite anyone to his house. He might have felt differently if he had known that Timmy and Tommy had double fucked Chris to Nirvana. Chris had never told his Father about the black twins other than what came up about their wrestling on the same team. Chris thought it strange that their parents were just as prejudiced about white people. The only people that didn't seem caught in their circle of hatred were Asian although he had heard his grandfather (Father's Father) ranting about Asian people warring against America in WWII, Korea and immigration. The old man also blamed the Japanese for underselling the company where he had worked, eventually putting them out of business and forcing him into retirement. Neither Gypsies or Puerto Ricans had ever been discussed by his Father, Chris thought he wouldn't be in favor of his son being with either since Jose and Roman were dark enough to be considered light Black. It was warming up enough that Chris was able to put on short shorts and a tank top to go running, he knew Jesse would want him to keep working on his legs until the state tournament. He was running past Jeff's house when he saw his friend, Jeff asked him to wait for him so Chris ran up and down his driveway not wanting to lose the warming up he already had accomplished. For an hour the pair ran through the streets of the neighborhood commenting on the boys they saw never thinking that it was abnormal for them not to notice the girls in their scanty clothing. Twice they were almost chased by dogs but both houses must have had invisible fencing in their front yards since the dogs stopped short of the sidewalk. The second dog was a beautiful brindle boxer with balls they could see bouncing. Chris thought about steering them around the streets to get a better look at the dog's equipment but the fact he couldn't do anything with a dog anyway changed his mind. He did tell Jeff that he would like to get to know the dog. Jeff didn't tell him but he knew the owners of the house and dog, they had asked his parents to house sit for them on occasion and he had spent time with the Boxer, not sexually like his friend would have. Chris had been running for an hour when he asked Jeff if he wanted to suck his cock. Jeff had let him know often enough that he was always ready to do it but since he and John John had been seeing each other fairly regularly he hadn't sucked Chris cock but once or twice. He gave him the biggest smile he'd had since they started running. "Right here where the neighbors can see us or in my bedroom?" "Your bedroom will work." Jeff and Chris had never played around in Jeff's bedroom, usually one of his parents was home and Jeff didn't want them to know what he was doing. "Unless you want to come over to my place." "No my place, I don't really want John John to know about it, I don't think he would be jealous but I would rather not have to worry while I have your cock in my mouth." It was the first time he heard Jeff worry about anything other than his Father finding him on his knees. The man knew his son was gay but he had never seen him with another boy and Jeff hoped to keep it that way since the few conversations they had were about him fucking. "You sure had a big load." Jeff had taken his time sucking his friend's cock It was one of his favorites so he didn't want to rush although he loved the taste of his cum even more. He had never had the dilemma of whether to spit or swallow, from when the first cock he had sucked coated his tongue and hit the back of his mouth he knew that he wanted to swallow. "Since John John convinced Jose and Roman to work on the play he's in I haven't been having nearly as much sex as I am used to." That was not all, he wasn't getting to fuck anyone although Jesse had sat on his face to make him lick his ass every few days during practice but had refrained from have sex again. The second week after the regionals Jesse had Chris practicing without his singlet again. Chris didn't ask any questions, he simply took it home to wash and left it there. Tuesday of that week it rained from sometime during the night all through the day. The gym was empty when they began warming up for practice, Chris was paying attention to what Jesse was telling him so he didn't notice the boys coming out of the locker room to run laps since they couldn't run the normal cross country path. Chris had pinned Jesse, the coach had worn tight worn shorts for practice that day. As he held his coach with his shoulders pinned the man was telling him how to make the pin more effective by spreading his legs to give him more leverage. Chris didn't think about how that would put his ass in the air for the boys, running laps, to see. Jesse was still giving him instruction when Chris felt a hand on his butt moving towards his asshole. He had freshly removed the hair the previous evening so there was nothing to block the hand as it slowly stroked his hole. He was torn between listening to his coach and responding to the hand, there was no way he couldn't begin to twitch as the fingers ran up and down on his asshole. He wanted to look to see who was taking advantage of his position. "My Father would be so angry if he saw me doing this to you." Chris knew Bruce's voice, he tried to push back against his fingers while holding the assistant coach to the mat but it let Jesse upset him and turn one pin into another. He was glad that wrestling in the nude usually had him hard, if Bruce hadn't started to run again he would get a good look at his cock and ball, he heard his friend say he liked what he saw before he heard his shoes hit the floor. "I hope that was a friend of yours. You need to concentrate on your opponent and not let anything distract you." "He's the principal's son. I thought we were going to be boyfriends but his Father was always dragging him to church services trying to convert him. The way he was feeling my asshole I don't think it worked. I never thought he would be the one that would be wanting to fuck me, I was hooked on feeling his butt." Although he had only sucked Bruce's cock once and never fucked him he had been able to feel up his butt a few times. "High School boys change all the time, just because he felt up your asshole doesn't mean he won't want you to fuck him. After all he did say he liked your cock when I flipped you on your back." Jesse had a way of calming Chris and making him see the other side of any argument. They practiced for another half hour leaving Chris sweaty and tired. He was sitting at his locker changing from his shoes to a pair of shower togs when Bruce sat down beside him. At first Chris didn't think Bruce was going to say anything. He had put his hand on Chris' thigh softly massaging the tight muscle slowly sliding his hand between his legs and moving his hand up until he was against Chris' ball sac. Was the boy going to return the blow job he had received at the very same spot months earlier? "Chris, I'm sorry that I let my Father get in the way of us going further than that great blow job you gave me right here. Every night I have dreamed of having you fuck me. My Father would kill me if he knew that I have been playing with my ass with a brush handle. I am ready to have you fuck me. We can't do it here like I know you have taken other boys, if my Father ever heard about it we would both be thrown out of school. "Do you have a boy friend?" "You have heard how Roman tags along after me?" He hoped that wouldn't upset Bruce too much. "Yes, and that he licks your asshole in the restrooms." "I have been treating him like a slave. He does what I think will please me, whether it is licking my ass, drinking my piss, sucking my cock, taking it up his ass, etc." "That's why he shows up in Calculus class smelling like piss?" "Only when I piss on his head and don't let him wash up before class. True that is most of the time, he said no one has ever said anything to him about the way he smells or looks after I've pissed on him. It may disgust you but he enjoys it almost as much as he enjoys licking my asshole. That is probably why I didn't fight for you, I enjoy what I have him do and I know that you aren't ready to be doing any of that." "Chris, if that is what you want from me, I'll try everything. More than anything I want to be your boyfriend." "Bruce, after wrestling practice Roman would wash me from head to toes, always ending by licking my ass after sucking my toes. Are you ready to go in the shower with me?" "Can we wait until the rest of the cross country team leaves?" By then most of the boys were either dressing or toweling themselves off. Chris pulled Bruce's face into his armpit. His entire side was wet from sweating so Bruce was sure be getting a good smell. "Lick it clean." Bruce was slow to get started but as the taste of sweat filled his mouth he began working his tongue harder trying to get at all of Chris' sweaty hair. When they finally walked into the shower the swimmers that Chris had thought were lovers were the only ones left. They tossed a few jabs at each other, nothing too serious or nasty. Chris had to teach Bruce how he liked to be washed, his friend had soon made it as far as his ass. Bruce had touched his ass where other boys could see him would he do as Chris had said Roman did or was he going to stop at washing him, Chris didn't know but he was hoping that Bruce wanted to really try everything he had said Roman did. Was he now that adventurous when months ago he was shy? Bruce worked his way down Chris' legs until he had a foot in his hand. Chris watched him battle with himself about sucking the toes but his willingness to please Chris won over any other feelings he was having, disgust or fear. Bruce only had one toe in his mouth when he learned that he enjoyed the feel of sucking on his friend. Chris had to make him stop from pulling away to suck his cock, he wanted Bruce to get the full experience. Bruce was licking the rest of Chris' foot when Chris said it was time for him to go back to his ass and lick it. Coach Zylinski and the Cross Country coach came out of the locker room right then. Chris warned Bruce to stand up and act normal although his cock was erect and hit him in the face as he moved away. "Bruce, we're having a meeting in the gym. Get out there!" Bruce followed his coach's order and ran from the locker room. Coach Zylinski had Chris get out of the shower and help the equipment manager lug the mats to the equipment room. When they were finished the runners were leaving and getting dressed, Chris hadn't expected to be called into the coaches' office. Alex chewed him out for what he had been doing with Bruce reminding him that he didn't like seeing athletes on their knees being forced to service him. "Since he isn't on our team it will only be ten swats with the paddle. I should have the principal join me but I think it is probably best that the other coach decides how many swats he thinks are appropriate for what you were doing with his number two runner not his Father." When Chris walked back into the shower room his butt was aching worse than when Alex and Jesse had beat him. The Cross Country coach had added twenty swats to the punishment, he swung harder than either of the wrestling coaches yelling at him the entire time. Chris was sure the runners had heard him screaming before they left. Bruce was waiting by Chris' car, he let the boy know he was going home with him to massage some lotion into his butt. The real reason Bruce offered to drive his car was that he hoped that they would continue what the coaches had interrupted, while showering he had come to the conclusion that he really wanted to lick Chris' ass. And get FUCKED!