Date: Sun, 11 Oct 2020 21:09:38 -0400
From: Ww Ww <er14990606@gmail.com>
Subject: Coach Brown, Chapter 6

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Coach Brown, Chapter 6

	The next day was game day, the team winning another victory.
David's parents had come to the game, and he left with them for the
weekend.  They were celebrating David's sister's birthday on Sunday.  It
was not until early Monday morning that David returned to campus.  For the
entire weekend David's mind was on Roger and what they had done.  He
decided that the fuck on Friday night had led to the greatest climax he had
ever experienced.

	There was no practice that day.  After class and an afternoon of
socializing and dinner, David and Roger found themselves again in the dorm
room, wearing only underwear, one sitting on the sofa and the other at the
desk.  David pretended to read for 20 minutes when he raised his head and
said to Roger, "I can't wait any longer.  Let's fuck."

	Roger tossed his book aside, lifted his hips, and within a few
seconds was naked on the sofa.  David approached him, naked too, with his
full erection pointing toward Roger.  As David got close, Roger reached out
and grabbed David's cock.  He pulled David close to where he was standing
just in front of Roger as he sat on the sofa.

	Roger moved his face close to David's cock.  With his mouth open,
he paused, hesitated.  At that moment, David had a revelation.  He realized
that all this was new to Roger.  That was why there was no reciprocity at
the beginning.  Roger was taking timid steps.  At this moment Roger was
face to face with a hard cock.  He had never sucked dick before.  But Roger
took the next step.  He moved his open mouth down David's shaft and closed
it.  David made an audible gasp, both for the pleasure of a warm wet mouth
enclosing his dick, but also because it was Roger, doing something he had
never done before, doing it for David.  Whatever reservation that Roger had
about sucking a guy, it was far from his mind, because it was David that he
had in his mouth.  Roger did well.  He had learned from observation,
watching David suck on his tool.

	Roger lingered with his face in David's crotch for several minutes
and then rose.  Roger has secretly kissed David's back, but now he was
bold.  He put his arms around his roommate and pulled him to his lips.
They kissed, disengaged, and kissed again, until David said, "I want you
inside me. But this first," as David went to his knees and slurped Roger's
dick into his mouth, tasting the precum that had already gathered on the
tip.

	Then Roger stepped behind David, who put his face on the seat of
the sofa.  Roger guided his dick to David's sphincter and pressed it open,
and watched his entire seven inches disappear into David's bottom.  He was
still as his hands explored David's body, finding his erect nipples,
jacking his cock a few times, holding his balls in his palm. Then Roger
began his movements, at first taking long slow strokes and then increasing
in speed and pressure.  This was the second time Roger had fucked David,
and to David it was just as before, just as he remembered and dreamed of
all weekend, a wave of pleasure through his body.

	Like last time, David pleaded for Roger to fuck him, and Roger
complied with rapid thrusts, making slapping sounds as his cotch hit
David's bottom.  David worked his cock, waiting for Roger's finish so they
could climax together.  It was like magic once again with these two
beautiful males emptying their balls at the same time.  David felt Roger's
cream deep inside him as he shot ropes of sperm on the floor below him.

	Roger stayed in as he grew soft.  He kissed David on his back and
on his neck, and then said quietly in David's ear, "Baby, you are
incredible."

	The two of them collapsed on the sofa, enjoying that period of
contentment and satisfaction after great sex.  Roger sat in the corner with
his leg pulled up.  David was beside him and affectionally rubbed Roger's
leg.  Both had smiles on their faces.  After a moment Roger said jokingly,
"You certainly play in the right position.  You are a great tight end."
	David gave a small laugh and retorted, "With the cum dump you gave
me, I should be a full back."
	They spend the next few minutes getting ready for the next day of
classes, organizing papers and packing backpacks.  While during that, Roger
came up behind David and gave him a big hug.  David turned off his desk
light and laid in his bed facing the wall.  Within a few seconds, he fell
into a contented sleep.  Roger looked at David with affection and heard his
regular breathing.  He turned off the light at the sofa, walked across the
room, and climbed into bed with David, spooning with his legs against
David's legs, crotch against his bottom, chest against his back.  He put
his arm around David and left asleep.
	Thus, it was for four years.  David and Roger were teammates on the
field, classmates in the classroom, compatriots in the active social life
of the campus, and at night in the dorm room, they were lovers.
	Coach Brown's mind now went to the last time he saw Roger.  It was
after the graduation ceremony at the reception on the Great Lawn, an
expanse of grass between three of the oldest buildings on campus.  The
event was near its end and the remaining guests were standing around the
edge of the lawn.  David looked across the lawn and saw Roger raise his arm
in recognition.  David waved back.  Roger began walking across the grass.
David turned to his family and said, "I'll be right back."
	The two met in the middle, alone.  They stood close, Roger extended
his hand, and David took it and held the grip.  David leaned forward as if
to whisper something in Roger's ear and said, "I love you."
	Roger responded, "I know."
	Coach Brown broke himself away from his college memories.  He had
drifted away for a long time, remembering all of it, but he was now back in
the present.  There was spot of precum on his leg leaking from the hard
dick in his pants.  He put a paper towel in his underwear so as to not spot
his pants and left the office with thoughts of Saturday on his mind.
	Kevin picked me up on Saturday for us to get ready for the Coach.
We pulled two mattresses from a guest room and put them on the floor of the
den.  Kevin decided we should have on jock straps when the Coach came, so
we stripped down to put them on.  Kevin looked so sexy taking off his
clothes, and when he turned around and I saw his cock, my own began to get
hard.  It was a thing of beauty to me, and I had had it in my mouth and in
my bottom.  I stood there with a full erection.  Kevin smiled when he saw
me hard, walked over and took it in his hand.  He jerked on it several
times and then let go, saying, "Calm down, stud, you have to save that for
the Coach."
	The doorbell rang and Kevin went to answer.  As the door opened,
Coach Brown saw just a head appear from behind the door.  As the Coach
entered and the door closed, he saw what Kevin had been hiding.  There
stood a gorgeous 18-year old male, naked, his privates concealed by the
pouch of his strap.  As he followed Kevin down the hall, Coach Brown's eyes
could not avoid the muscular round ass checks on display for him.  Between
those cheeks was a hole that he had fucked for the last two years, and the
Coach's dick swelled, getting harder.
	As the Coach walked in to the room, he had his eyes on Kevin's ass.
He looked up and saw me, standing there in a jock strap, and he smiled.
Kevin and I stood together in the middle of the mattresses and watched the
Coach strip.  The Coach and I had had sex several times.  I had my hands on
his body, my mouth on his cock, his dick in my pussy, but I had never seen
him from a distance, naked.  It was a feast to my eyes.  He was tall with
muscular definition, possessing a solid, powerful body.  My gaze focused on
his dick, now fully hard and standing at attention.  It was fascinating to
me, nearly twice as thick as my own, with a large mushroom head.
	Kevin and I stood together, stripped off our jock straps, and fell
to our knees.  The Coach came and stood before us.  Kevin and I brought our
mouths to his ridged tool.  With our wet lips on each side of his shaft, we
moved our mouths from the base of his dick to his tip and back again.  We
took turns wrapping our lips around his dick head.  Next, we shared sucking
it, with one of us swallowing his monster while the other of us serviced
his balls, licking and sucking them.  Our hands were all over him, running
up and down his legs, feeling his defined abs, tickling his erect nipples
which both us knew were very sensitive, and running our fingers through his
crack in anticipating of exploring it deeply with our cocks.
	Kevin took the Coach's arms and pulled him down.  The three of us
laid on our backs with the Coach between us.  He had each of our cocks in
his hand while both of our hands competed in jacking the Coach's big dick.
Then Kevin rolled over on top of the Coach.  They grinded their cocks
together and kissed, with the Coach holding Kevin's ass with both hands.
	Kevin rolled off and the Coach rolled onto me.  I had my arms
around him and felt his weight upon me, sensing the power of his body,
feeling his dick against me.  We kissed.  I was excited to hold him like
that, and I pulled my legs up and pressed my bent knees against his hips.
It was a submissive move.  A signal that I was ready for penetration.  I
could have forgotten Kevin's plan right there and taken the Coach's dick in
me instead.
	But Kevin directed us otherwise.  We got into a circle.  I had the
Coach's big dick in my mouth, Kevin had mine in his, and Coach Brown had
Kevin.  We pleasured each other until Kevin announced a shift.  Then I
sucked Kevin, Kevin took the Coach, and the Coach sucked me. I was in
ecstasy.  Something wet and warm was moving up and down the shaft of my
dick, feeling so good, while I had a big hard cock of my own to suck.  Why
I loved to suck cock, I did not know.  A few weeks ago, I could not imagine
it.  It must have been deep inside me all along.  Whatever the answer, I
loved it, and I eagerly did it.
	Kevin was orchestrating the activities, and he broke up our suck
ring.  He and I knelt beside each other, our faces low and our asses high,
welcoming the Coach to fuck us.  Kevin had promised the Coach that he could
have our holes, and here we presented them to him.  The Coach took Kevin
first, causing him to acknowledge the cock in his ass with a moan.  I saw
Kevin's body move as the Coach pumped his bottom.  Then I felt something
behind me.  The Coach had swiftly left Kevin and was pushing on my hole.
Before I knew it, I was his.  His massive cock had opened me up and filled
me.  Now I rocked forward as the Coach fucked me with his powerful body. He
felt so good in me, and I could feel my body respond.  Once Kevin had made
me cum just by fucking my 17-year old boy pussy, and now I sensed I was
headed down that road again, but fortunately Kevin shifted our activities
again.
	It was time to fuck the Coach.  I was first and I wanted him on his
back.  I entered him, and his body gripping my cock felt so good.  I could
not believe that I had my dick in the Coach's ass.  The role the Coach was
taking is called "passive," but the Coach did not intend it to be. It was
as if he were on the field giving directions, encouragement, motivation.
It was a running stream of comments.
	"Alright big guy, give me your dick...Oh, that feels good...You
like it, don't you...Put your hips into it...Is that all you've got? ...Go
deep, man...Fuck me...Pump it, pump it, put your body into it...You can do
it, score that goal."
	I was using my entire body, fucking his bottom as fast and hard as
I could, and when I came, I shouted out in victory.  I felt like a
triumphant lion, standing over its prize.  I had fucked him good, fucked
him hard, and filled him up with cum.  I was out of breath.
	The Coach was now full of praise.  "Boy, you can fuck.  You are
going to make a lot of girls happy with that cock.  Good job."  His words
pleased me, the same as if I had done something wonderful on the field.  We
stayed there in same position as I softened in him.  He looked at me with a
meaningful smile.  Humans are strange creatures, capable of holding
contradictory emotions at the same time.  I may have been the triumphant
lion, but the Coach's smile told me I was something else as well.  His look
was paternal, and I knew that our relationship was now and always the
master and the novice, the teacher and the student, the Coach and the
player.  He then took his hand and stroked the side of my cheek with the
back of his fingers.  He put his hand on my neck and brought me to his
lips.  He kissed me, not a kiss of lust and passion as before, but a kiss
of sweet affection.
	Kevin was patient, but we finally uncoupled.  It was Kevin's turn,
and he wanted the Coach in the position that they had used for the last two
years.  Coach Brown got on all fours with Kevin behind him.  Kevin entered
him, gave a big smile, and gave me a thumbs up.  Kevin began slow, enjoying
the feel of Coach Brown's tight hole slippery from my cum.  He increased
his speed and pressure.  I had come quickly, but Kevin was going for a long
fuck. Like with me, the Coach started off giving directions and
encouragement.  Kevin was experienced, having fucked a fair number of girls
as well as a handful of guys, so he knew how to use his dick.  As Kevin
fucked, the Coach got quieter.  The role of coach ended.  Now he was
groaning and moaning, making me think that Kevin's cock was doing it job,
carrying the Coach forward to a climax.  Kevin's hips were pumping as fast
as they could and sweat was appearing on Kevin's forehead.  I enjoyed the
scene, watching Kevin's ass cheeks flex as he pushed deep inside the Coach,
and hearing in turn the louder and louder moans of Coach Brown.
	The Coach called loudly, "Oh, yes!  Fuck me!  Oh, Roger, fuck me!"
	Kevin turned to me and mouthed silently, "Who is Roger?"
	I shrugged my shoulders indicating I did not know.
	Kevin continued fucking, then threw his head back, and said, "I'm
coming, Coach.  Take it.  Take my cum!"
	The Coach had been jacking his dick as Kevin fucked him, and as
Kevin filled the Coach's ass with cum, the Coach shot an unbelievable
amount of his own cum onto the mattress.
	It was all over.  The three guys were all content and satisfied.
Coach Brown laid on his back on the mattress and Kevin laid beside him,
resting his head on the Coach's out stretched arm.  I laid on the other
side with my head on the Coach's chest and my hand holding his softened
dick.  The Coach gave us a squeeze and said, "My two favorite players."
	We laid there silently for a few minutes until Kevin said, "Coach,
who is Roger?"

THE END, PERHAPS