Date: Tue, 7 Jul 2015 03:02:51 +0000 (UTC)
From: JB
Subject: Post-Games at Coach's House:  Part 1

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction by the author and written solely for
enjoyment.

Post-Games at Coach's House: Part 1

Coach Davies was beloved by his team.  We'd always play hard for him.  It
was just a city youth/teen little league baseball team, but we always had
the best record in the league.  We played hard for him...and then we'd get
hard for him and use his mouth and his slut wife at his house pretty much
whenever we wanted, day or night.  Our town of Chamberlain is a very small
town and we all live within like a minute of each other in the same
residential neighborhood.

It all started after our first championship.  We gathered at Coach's house
for the team party (no parents, sleepover) and Coach wanted us to stay in
full uniform and nicely asked us to sit on the coach while he went and got
a surprise for us.  We were restless and ready to cause trouble, but Coach
calmed us down by putting on a porno for us, the first any of us had ever
seen.  All our restlessness was immediately gone and we were transfixed by
the porno.  While we were all mesmerized by the flatscreen, Coach offered
to service our feet and suck all cocks.

I was the first to take Coach up on his offer.  My cleats felt slightly
small on my feet, so my feet ached and I needed them to feel better.  I
propped my legs up on Coach's ottoman and had him get to work.  He unlaced
my tightly-tied cleats and gently removed them.  The smell from my sweaty
dirty stinky baseball socks filled the area.  I flexed my aching toes,
figured I maybe had very slight near-blisters on the sides of my toes.
Coach took a nice big sniff of my socks.  What a freak he was.  I enjoyed
that though; he was gonna service me like this.  After getting some more
sniffs in, he slowly removed my long dirty baseball socks, exposing my soft
sweaty rank feet.  You could see the indentations from the baseball socks
on my feet some and moreso my ankles and legs.  The first lick felt so damn
good as Coach licked up my right big toe and starting sucking it.  My cock
shot straight up and he started licking and sucking more of my toes,
licking them individually and taking groups of toes into his mouth.
Between licking my toes, he'd lick up my soles and sides of my feet,
eliciting moans from me.  I was in heaven as this grown man's tongue licked
the toe jam from between my toes and as he sometimes sucked each of my toes
individually.  I moaned and moaned in carnal delight as Coach, at length,
expertly worked over both of my feet and all of my toes with his soft
tongue and warm mouth.

After he worshipped my feet for a half hour or more, I removed my baseball
pants and he sucked my cock as I sat and watched the porno.  Soon enough I
was thrusting in my seat and put my hands on the back of his sweaty head as
I moaned and came hard in his mouth.  I wanted his mouth off my cock after
all that intense sensation, but he said "mmmmm" and kept licking my cock
clean some and kissed my belly some.  Some other boys saw all the pleasure
I had and Coach moved on to their feet and their cocks.  The smell of BO
and foot odor dominated the room but smelled good, smelled like sex.

Had some boys known what all was on the menu that night, some might have
turned down Coach's amazing toe-curling blowjob, because coach's wife came
into family room topless and in black thigh highs and offered to take all
cummers.  Over the course of the night, she took us all, which I think was
her goal.  She was very patient and helpful with us all.  I can't describe
the intense sensation of first kissing her and exploring each other's
tongues.  I didn't last long but enjoyed thrusting in her warm hole and
emptying a second load in her (coach & her both took my cum that night).
Was a huge traffic jam of boys and her on coach's bed.

Every day or other day we went to Coach's house and used him or his wife
for our sexual needs (we could come and go as we pleased) and over time,
each of us developed our own tastes and perversions.  And we were in
control so "no" was never an answer.

Nate spent a lot of time with Coach's wife and started crossdressing.  He'd
make the wife buy him dresses and panties and nylons and shoes.  And he was
actually pretty attractive when dressed up, I think some boys would make
out with him.  Nate would kiss the boys and dominate and fuck Coach's wife
too, so he went both ways with his fun.

Others indulged weirder grosser perversions.  Stevie loves to put his bare
feet into food; he spends his time in Coach's kitchen.  It's not unusual to
wander into Coach's kitchen and find Stevie mushing a pizza with his feet,
being erect as sauce and pepperoni ooze between his toes.  Or find him
wiggling his toes in mac n cheese, or in a cake, or a pie, or lasagna.

Mark on the other hand loved jacking off into food or fucking food.  His
favorite was to take Coach's peanut butter jar and masturbate with it by
sticking his cock in and thrusting and cumming.  He loved to leave suprises
in the kitchen...he'd cum on a pie, or in a jar of jelly, or on Coach's
dinner in the microwave.  Instead of gravy on his mashed potatoes, coach
would find cold dried cum.  Some of Coach's pervert friends were restaurant
owners and Coach would take us to visit after hours and Mark would cum in
certain food in the restaurant kitchens.  Mark loved to spray his jizz in a
soup or a pot of pasta sauce and meatballs.  One time, Mark and I found the
whipped topping for a dessert and spit loogies in it and then took down our
baseball pants and jacked huge loads into it and stirred it around.  Now
that was fun.

So many stories to tell of our fun.