Date: Thu, 28 Dec 2023 22:55:05 +0000 From: Smiling_Ed Subject: keith Makes a Bet (part 4) Gay/Adult Youth, Gay/athletics. Keith Makes a Bet (part 4) Keith stopped by the next day, Tuesday, in my classroom to confirm our after-school meeting. His jeans were bulging already. I reminded him I couldn't leave until 4pm but I could be home by 4:15pm. He agreed to meet me then at my house and told me his parents wouldn't be home until 7pm. At 4:15 I was pulling up to my driveway and saw him pull in behind me. He waved and nodded at me, and I motioned him into the house without words. As he entered, he gave me a hug. "Coach, I think we need to expand the friend with benefits zone. I think every room in your house should be included. Which would allow me to kiss you, like this" he decided. He put his strong arms around me, hard cocks pressed against each other and we were both moaning as our lips touched and tongues intertwined. Our hands both reached to the other's hard ass and pulled each other closer. "I can agree to that, but the bedroom is warmer and more comfy when we get undressed, let's continue this up there." Keith took me by the hand, and led me up the stairs. We entered the bedroom and sat on the bed. "So, I spoke to Tony today. He told me that his girlfriend is about to leave him. He's willing to concede defeat and asked if I could come up with another penalty instead of sucking my cock. I said he could owe me a favor, to be determined later and he could do the favor at that time or just suck me immediately. I really don't want his mouth on my junk. That's reserved for my man, if that's ok with you." "Keith, are you sure?" I asked. "Coach, I don't want anyone else (male or female) sucking my cock. Why settle for second best when I have the best right here," he stated emphatically just before kissing me again. "So, the reason we got together was to prevent you from having to suck someone's cock and to get sucked yourself by Tony. Now, you don't want Tony to suck you off, you'd rather have me? "Coach, you are good looking, well built, and nicely hung. Sex with you is way better than any girl has ever been. You make me happy. I'd rather be with you. You care more about my own orgasm than your own. And I hope you will continue to let me experience that and continue to teach me," he explained "Fuck, if that's what you want, I can't say no. We still have to stay in the closet at least until graduation, but other than that, I'm down." I started pulling his shirt off and he did the same to me. I leaned down to lick and nibble on his nipples. Then I unbuckled his belt, unzipped his jeans and pulled them down, his underwear was bulging. I knelt down and nuzzled his bulge just my nose moving up and down, Keith put his hands behind my head and pressed in a little. I stood up, and pulled my own shirt off and removed my pants, both of us in our underwear. Before I could do anything, Keith opened his mouth. It was the beginning to our kiss ritual of swapping spit. I gathered some spit and spat in his mouth. I immediately opened my mouth and he spat back in mine. The kiss that followed was pretty passionate, made more so by the lack of clothes. We both sat down on the bed and pulled down our underwear. I was totally shocked when Keith knelt in front of me and started licking my cock. "What the hell, Keith?" "It's baby steps, Coach. I like the idea of pleasing you, but I need to take things slowly. I'm not sure yet, how far I wanna go. But this is kinda cool, maybe next time I can put the whole thing in my mouth." "Nice. Change of subject, you've worn your hickey a couple of days. Do you enjoy having it?" "I love it. I like my friends teasing me about it, I loved showing Tony that I was getting good sex. And I love seeing it after my morning shower, I mentally thank you every morning for the hickey and the incredible sex." "I'm glad that it works for you. Lay down and let me refresh it for you. Or would you like a new one?" I asked. "Just refresh this one. It's sick and I get a little thrill every time I see it." Without any hesitation, I spent a few minutes sucking on his chest, refreshing his hickey. I got it back to a bright red and stopped to admire my work. I put my mouth back down and started licking his left nipple, then his right nipple. Then I started sucking on his left nipple making him inhale sharply from a little intensity. "That's intense, Coach. It's right on the border of painful and I like it." "Glad you like it, Sexy! OK Is it ok to teach you something new?" I asked. "Definitely!" "OK, you've heard about deep throating?" "Coach, I thought that was an urban myth. Even you gag if you go too far on my johnson." "Yeah, but you've always been in a hurry. Both of us have penises that curve up or go straight out. But the angle between our mouths and our throat has a curve that goes down (towards our stomach or lungs). Right?" "Right! Are you always thinking like a math teacher?" said Keith. "Pretty much. Anyway, if I lay down with my feet up by your head and slide down to your hard cock, the curves almost match up. I just need to straighten the angle between my mouth and my throat, by pushing my chin up. Then I take a couple of deep breaths, stick out my tongue (to get it out of the way) and presto eventually I get past my gag reflex and your cock is in my throat." "Can you breathe during all of this?" "Well, probably not, as thick as your cock is it probably will cut off my airway while you are down my throat. That's why I take a couple of deep breaths. But the feeling of giving this to you is intense and I think you will love it. Wanna try?" "Coach this is why I think you are the best cocksucker. Hell yes! I'd love to try it as long as it doesn't hurt you." "It won't hurt me as long as you don't push down on my head. You can let your hands ride (I enjoy that), but you can't push. I don't want to gag hard and end up biting and hurting you." "For something this special, we need a double ceremonial kiss, first, Coach. Open your mouth for me." I opened my mouth and Keith spat inside, I immediately swallowed and then he opened his mouth for me and I spat in him. We kissed hard after that, both of us getting harder and harder with the ceremonial kiss as Keith called it. I grabbed the lube and lubed his cock up liberally. I went down on him for a regular blowjob at first, getting him harder and spreading the lube around. "Ready, Stud?" "Yes sir," he replied. "I really want you to just feel this. Don't worry about doing anything back to me this time." "Yes sir," he repeated. I flipped around, so my feet were above his head on the bed and maneuvered my head down towards his throbbing hard cock. I started my deep breathing, so I wouldn't panic about not being able to breathe. Keith was indeed thick enough that the airway probably would be blocked when his cock was down my throat. I pushed my chin up and surrounded his cock head with my lips, I moved my mouth on and off his shaft to adjust to his thickness. Keith's moans were encouraging me. I took another breath and pushed down so his cock head was touching the back of my throat. My throat gave off a few spasms but I fought off the gag reflex. "I can feel the back of your mouth, that's amazing" he said. I pulled off to breathe a little more. "Wait and remember, your hands can ride but not push, "I reminded him. A few more breaths and I moved so that his cock was at the back of my mouth, just at the entrance to my throat. He put his hands in my hair. I pointed my chin hard, stuck out my tongue and rammed my mouth down on him. His cock was jammed in the back of my mouth and slid down my throat. His cock head was surrounded by wet throat muscles. I swallowed multiple times to increase the stimulation he was receiving. I had to fight off the gag reflex again a couple of times. "Holy fuck, holy fuck! I had no idea. OMG Coach!" I pulled off to take a break and kiss him. "That was better than anything I've felt before. You are beyond amazing, Coach." "Just warn me before you bust. I'd rather have you bust in my mouth instead of down my throat." "Wait, what? You are gonna do it again? Really? Fuck, life really is good!" I started my deep breathing again, and jammed his cock down my throat, or my throat around his cock. This time, I was able to breathe a little, so I could stay down on him longer. All I wanted to do was please him. I started playing with his balls with my hands, my nose was touching his balls (since I was upside down to him). I reached pass his balls and stimulated his taint. I briefly considered some ass play, but didn't want to overwhelm him. I went down on him about 5 times and he started tapping on my head. I assumed he was close to cuming, so I pulled back so his helmet was back in my mouth. Once I pulled back to that point, he grabbed my head tightly and moaned so loudly. I assumed he was going to bust and I was correct. He was shooting streams of cum repeatedly and I was just trying to breathe through it all. I briefly considered trying to hold his cum in my mouth so he could swallow some, but after the deep throating, my throat wasn't up for it. I swallowed his load as it was deposited. He finally stopped and I drained his cock with my lips. I pulled off and turned myself around so we were face to face. I looked at the young man, he was drained. I assume the orgasm had taken it out of him. He grabbed at me and kissed me; I could tell he couldn't talk yet. I stroked his hair and nuzzled his neck; he wrapped his arms around me. "Damn, Coach," he whispered. "That was intense. I thought I owed you before but damn. Words fail." "Yeah, I get the `words failing' part. But there's a part you don't understand yet. And I'm probably gonna screw up this explanation. But here goes anyway." "Keith, you don't owe me anything. Sex, caring for someone, or even loving them isn't something you create debts for. We should be able to do what we want because we want to, as long as it doesn't hurt anyone. If I rocked your world, it's because I wanted to. You don't owe me anything for that. It's freely given from me to you. I don't keep track of or score how many orgasms each of us has had. I'm just thrilled to be able to help you have them. The good Lord gave us this gift and it's stupid not to take advantage of it. Your job is to tell me if anything bothers you so I can avoid doing it." "Wow, that's a lot to think about, and it's different from anything I've thought about before." Keith said "Yeah, we won't figure out everything this evening. You should go home, take a nap and spend some time with the fam. Enjoy being out from under the bet issue." "Coach, I doubt I could cum after that deep throating, much less have a wet dream. I know I have never been so drained by anyone. Saying thank you seems so insufficient." We both got up, ran a towel over any sticky spots and got dressed. As Keith was leaving, he hugged me and thanked me again, then he opened his mouth and I spat in it. I returned the favor and we kissed. Every time we did that swap spit ritual, I felt like we were growing closer. A big thank you to those of you that took the time to say what they appreciated about the earlier stories I've posted here on Nifty. Thanks to Gerald for editing, a second pair of eyes is really helpful. Any other constructive comments are appreciated at Smiling_Ed@proton.me. Another big thank you to our host here at Nifty. If you have enjoyed this story or any of the others here, I encourage you to donate whatever you can. (Use this link https://donate.nifty.org/)