Date: Sun, 4 Oct 2020 11:38:00 -0400 From: john kwiatkowski Subject: CONFESSIONS OF A HORNY CATHOLIC BOY Chapter 12: "Taking A Rough Ride From The Coach" Author's Note: All characters are fictional; this is pure imagination. If fictional sexual stories involving consensual sex, teenagers and 9 year olds offend, do not read.This story and its copyright is solely the property of the author. Please do not share without permission. If this is illegal where you live, don't do it. By continuing to read on, you are confirming that it is legal for you to view the material in this story. In addition, neither you nor any family members are employees of any type of government, law enforcement, or investigative entity. Moreover, you are either not performing any type of research in preparation for any forms of legal action, directly or indirectly, affecting the contents of this site. In addition, you are agreeing that the author, editor, and this site will not be held responsible for any consequences of you viewing or downloading the story. Donate: Nifty operates free because there's people who donate to keep it running. Donate. It's worth the spunk. Contact me: Feedback and such to sthelena1821@gmail.com. **************************************************************** THE HIGH SCHOOL YEARS CONFESSIONS OF A HORNY CATHOLIC BOY Chapter Twelve: "Taking A Rough Ride From The Coach" AUTUMN 1975 "UHHHHHHHHHH!!!! I AM SO CLOSE. TAKE MY COCK! FUUUUUUCK MAAANNNN. GOD PLEASE SUCK ME DOWN BROTHER! GET READY FOR MY JIZZ, YEAH THAT'S IT" were the words Steven spat out between grunts, groans and spasm. "FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK" he roared, "I CUMMMMMMIINGGG, DAMN YEAH! TAKE THAT FUCKING LOAD!!!!" The instant his cry reached my ears I felt the hard meat lodged in my throat swell and tremble. Steven's body constricted in orgasm. Ribbon after ribbon shot down my esophagus- I lost count after the eighth burst. Thick sweet/salty liquid protein ebbed through me. I was still locked in my brother's grip by my head and vice-like thighs. His softening penis slipped from my mouth. My fist-pounded cock exploded with a tidal wave of orgasm, I wanted to cry out- but nothing came out. Wad after wad of my semen shot out on the underside of Steven's chair. I collapsed on my ass looking up at the face of my sweat-drenched brother. Almost in unison, we broke out in a chuckle. "Damn!!!! I think we both needed that!" Steven laughed. "You better get cleaned up and back to class." he added. "What about the keys you needed?" I asked. "Oh those! Mr. Manijak gave me a copy before he left the grounds." He said with a laugh. "You asshole, you!" I chortled back as my fist punched him in the arm. "But meet me after you finish working- there is part of this job that only you can help me with- OK? I'll call Mom and Dad and tell them you'll be late." instructed Steven- with a sly wink. I was on my way to the down-stairs bathroom to clean up when Steven called after me: "And forget to get a pass and your painting that I left in the office. By the way, my pecs are bigger that your Greek's." My response was a smile and a backward flip-of-the bird. With my brother's cum still on my lips- I felt it was going to be a great semester. ***************************************************************** Later that afternoon... There were a few more classrooms to be locked for the night as it was already after 4 o'clock- but first I needed to meet Steven at his office. All day various scenarios brewed in my head as I mulled over what could I do to help in his new job as Coach. The most that I could assume was assisting with the moving of equipment. I was partially correct- but it was a different kind of equipment that required my attention, as I would soon learn. The other three students who were part of the after-school clean up crew had finished up and left 20 minutes ago. We walked out together to the courtyard and said my "goodnights", before I doubled back to the Main Hall. In less than a minute, I was in the deserted basement making my why in the silence to the offices. With anticipation of what he had in mind, I went to the Athletic Office to find out if my Brother was ready to leave. My locking the building was a formality, since Staff had keys to the main doors and there was no electronic alarm system that would require setting. "Hey Steven! Are you almost done for the day? This is the last building I was going to lock up." I asked my Brother as I poked my head through the open door. The 24 year old Coach was seated at his desk, decked out in sweats, emblazoned with the School emblem. His dark, bordering raven black hair, curled in a shaggy mane- still damp from a post-work out shower with the Junior Varsity Football team. "Oh yeah Johnny! I was just looking over the sign-up sheets and Coach Cauley's notes. After twenty years the guy certainly knew how to keep the teams running and motivated." replied Steven. "The man had some different ways to keep up team spirits. But, I'm ready- let's go." He and I made our way to the side entrance after turning off the lights in the stairwell. My last duty of the day was done, as I turned the key in the lock of the double doors. "So what exactly is the part of your job that needs my help." I asked my Brother as I walked behind him, across the School Courtyard towards the Old Chapel. Instead of heading to the stairs, Steven led the way to the alleyway between buildings. Down I followed the rhythmic bounce of my 24 year old Brother's firm ass as he descended the four steps to the Chapel basement. Steven had the key ready in hand to open the almost forgotten door. "Ever been down here before?" he asked me as he switched on the light that illuminated the passage. The dim bulb cast shadows through the corridor, down the 20 feet that led to where the basement opened up to a single large space. "They moved all the statues, furnishings and crap from the upstairs Chapel when it was converted into a study hall." added my Brother as he walked among the dusty clutter- saints, angels, and assorted oak fittings. "This was kind of Coach Cauley's play-space. You see he figured if the guys were sexually satisfied, they would apply their full attention during practice, He'd bring team members from baseball, football and basketball teams that needed a helping hand or mouth down here." Steven said as he grabbed my face in his wide hand grip- giving it a playful squeeze. "Now that he is retired, I need to find a new designated cock sucker." "So he would blow the guys?" I asked. "Yup! He was pretty good too from what I heard- but he couldn't hold a candle to your sweet lips, brother." he answered with a chuckle and wink. That was enough encouragement to send blood pulsing to my cockhead- my skin hood pulling back. The navy blue uniform trousers tented as I thought about all the semen that was shot in this cellar over the last ten years. Steven made his way passed two life sized plaster angels, to a booth fitted with a tall heavy drape hanging from a wooden rod by brass rings. It looked like part of the old Confessional cubicle. He drew back the green velvet curtain to reveal a deep space fitted with a low upholstered bench that served as a kneeler for any penitent occupant. In recent years, this religious antique took on new service as a make-shift gloryhole.   "It looks kind of tightin there- but there is room for someone to crouch at the right level to suck off any cock that comes through the drapes." remarked my Brother casually. "What do you think?" asked Steven. I looked around, a little puzzled, but with all the pieces finally falling in place. Steven had picked me to be man the take over as the team gloryhole attendant and would be more than willing to swallow any load that was offered. "I got this covered Coach! You send them down and I'll send them back drained and smiling." was my smart ass comment. "I bet!" snarked my Brother. "Want to give it a first try-out?" I asked as I knelt down between the parted curtain. "No time for that here,but, I'd love some road head on the ride home. I'm still so fucking horny after that blow job this morning" he declared with a smile. I got back to my feet as we bumped shoulders in the cellar corridor. "This is the roster of guys up for first dibs for a mystery blow job. Look it over and pick the two you want- I know you have a few in mind, you little slut!" he chuckled as he handed over a clipboard with a typed list of names. My blonde locks were tangled in his tendoned fingers as we exited into the greying September afternoon air. With one smooth pull, my head was pressed to his firm right pectoral. The heat of skin permeated through the cotton shirt and warmed my cheeks. His eyes darkened from the familiar sparkle to a more serious gaze and he turned to a more serious mood. "Listen, if anyone of them fucks with you, or even hurts a single hair on your head, I will tear the fucking little shit to pieces in front of his friends! Okay!" Steven's eyes burned with a conviction that was beyond words. I never felt more loved and safe. His natural body aroma sent my pocket-rocket in full erection as I thought of the many ample cum shots I had taken from him over the last six years. The ride home promised to be one more such occasion in which brothers could reaffirm that lustful bond. He held me like that, reminding me of the years before he married Donna, until we reached his yellow '74 Pontiac parked in the Faculty lot. Steven swung his 6 foot body into the driver's seat- ready to turn on the ignition, without buckling the seatbelt. That was my signal to shift my ass in my seat and lean my torso closer to big Brother. His work-out track suit was already tenting in the crotch-even twitching- at the expectation of a welcoming throat and set of warm lips. "We'll take the long way home, okay?" Steven announced as the turned ignition key set the motor running. By that time, my eager fingers had unraveled the cord of the fleece sweatpants. giving access to his wanting cock. The swelled shaft pressed upwards and pulled the elastic waistband of his underwear away from the convergence of the Adonis Belt. We had barely passed the Campus gate before my lips were gently pulling up on Steven's foreskin. Catching the loose flesh in a tender kiss, the tip of my tongue wiggled inside between the hood and cockhead. With an open kiss slid back the flesh hood of his penis releasing a dribble of viscous precum. My mouth formed a seal around the shaft as my tongue bathed the helmet with my saliva. The spit and cock juice mixed into a sweet nectar that leaked out the edges of my mouth and dribbled over the flesh column. Every jolt and jump of the vehicle only helped his 10" tool deeper towards my tonsils. The effort to accommodate the meatstick called for my best efforts to suppress the gag reflex. Though any choking was worth the struggle, as my brother gave a low moan of sharing his feeling of exquisite pleasure. At the very next stop sign, Steven lifted his hips from the vinyl seat giving the right moment to shift the sweat pants down to half way point of his brawny thighs. Now his heavy balls were free and open for my tongue and hand to caress as I sucked and licked away at the cock. My head was angled between the steering wheel and Steven's groin- bobbing in a steady rhythm. The weight of my body bucked on the seat as I moved closer to my Brother's body. My oral attention to the uncut one-eyed monster was causing Steven to lose concentration on the road. "Ugh, Ugh , Fuck Johnny.." he panted. I better park it before we run off the road, ugh, ugh. But please don't stop!" The yellow Pontiac slowed as Steven drove off the main route, turning down along the gravel trail near the Park, all the while, encouraging me with his moans. "OOOh yeah, just like that!" Steven exclaimed as we came to a stop in a tree sheltered spot off the hiking trail. A pull at the lever at the base of the bucket seat positioned my Brother reclining positions, affording me more room throttled on his turgid erection. My black shoes were kicked off as I bent my body to a kneeling stance on the carseat. Once I was free of the shoes I jumped up like an anxious puppy. While my mouth was actively pressing my Brother towards orgasm my free hands unbuckled my slacks. I could feel the overflow of my precum soaking Fruit-of-the-Looms as the fly was opened. Enough squirming in the confines of the front seat freed my lower body of the constricting clothing. The cool air made the skin of my bare ass tingle. the exertion made y jaws began to ache as I stretched wide to accept the freestyle face fuck Steven was throwing into my esophogus. Thick coats of mucousy saliva oozes over the pumping shaft, The plum head battered the back of my throat causing a chorus of coughs, sputters and gags. An unexpected impulse came over my Brother to add a little risk to our activities. The driver's door swung open to reveal the view of a teen and adult locked in sexual frenzy. Any passerby would first here the noises before the would see a me furiously recieving a ball slapping face fuck. Steven pulled off his shirt before clamping down on the back of my head with an increased force- his right hand slipped along the center of my back to the exposed melon cheeks of my rear. With little delay, he dipped two long finger into my starfish anal lips, then a third. The pawed ass-lips spread as the rough fingering opened the rectum. Though my attention was focused on not suffocating on the hard-as- steel prick- I could sense a transformation coming over my big Brother's demeanor. The Brotherly tenderness was lost the moment he was balls deep in my gob. The weeks of a sexless family life with an eight month pregnant wife had created a sexual hunger that couldn't be satiated with just a blow job. The 15 year old crouching over his crotch was the perfect vessel to receive the full eruption of the sexual frustration charged by an animalistic force. "Get your fucking clothes off! Now! You're my bitch boy today!" Steven commanded in a voice that sent a shiver through me. "Come on! You heard me!" he ordered. The words were spat out into my face as he ripped me away from his cock. His knuckles tightened almost to the point of pulling my hair out by the roots. To emphasize his seriousness, he pulled me close to his mouth and fired a wad of spit into my open lips. Before any sort of sense could be made of what was happening, my teenage body was flipped on its back with feet in the air, nearly pressed to the automobile's roof. I was winded by the suddenness of my Brother's forceful assault. Whether it was Steven or my own efforts but trousers, underwear and socks were torn from my body. I looked at Steven through tear glazed eyes. His exposed body- from the ruby dark nipples capping the developed pectorals, down the segmented abdominal muscles, the ridges of the Adonis belt, to the swaying 10" mahogany hard Polish sausage, taught muscled thighs exposed by the lowered sweatpants, gave off a sexually charged aura. My shirt was just coming off as I was pulled from the passenger side, across the console to the driver's seat. Steven's strength and manhandling filled me not only with a panic but also a deep lust for my Brother. In truth, yes, I wanted to be his bitch boy! I was never more turned on by Steven, thanks to his sudden brutish treatment. A struggle ensued to get my body in a position were my thighs straddled Steve's hips. My bare feet were braced on the upholstery of the driver's seat, with my naked butt perched on the steering wheel. I propped myself by hooking my locked fingers around the back of his neck. His eyes, framed by tense facial muscles, burned with pure lust. Steven's right hand gripped me firmly by the throat just as he thrust three fingers into ass lips, opening the hole wide. "Oh yeah! ugh! You want a cock ride, huh! I'm going to ruin this asshole, pussy boy!" he shouted. My mouth was gaping wide in a silent cry- a response to the rough finger fuck I was enduring. Steven held me by the throat as he spat into my gaping chops. My body slid off the wheel rim as he pulled his finger free of my boy cunt. The emptiness of my asshole was as agonizing as the initial penetration. I was more than willing to endure any sort of pain my Brother may inflict on my body, as long as I gave him sexual satisfaction. What are brothers for, right? My ass cheeks were halfway off the leather covered wheel when I felt the rhythmic tapping of his engorged cock head, firmly slapping at my abused sphincter. The anal lips welcomed the glossy spit-shined glands. I bit down on my lower lip while squeezing my eyes shut- without any lube, this promised to be a traumatic assault. Knowing this didn't stop me from using my arms to pull forward to meet Steven's vein-corded double digit cock. Be it pain or pleasure, I would take it! "Fuck, Ugh, Ugh., Yeah. Open up that pussy!" Steven grunted through clenched teeth. I was still in a speechless state of shock as the bell end pressed in and forcefully popped passed my ass ring. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" groaned my brother. My arms pulled me further as the momentum of my sinking body weight met the first of Steven's upward hip thrust. I squatted over the hardon feeling the growing friction of the skin of his shaft against the walls of my rectum. The muscles in my calves tensed up as my thighs spread wide on either side of my Brother's lower body. "FFFFFFFFFFFFUCK! Damn you're tight!" he grunted as another inch speared into me. Steven's butt lifted up and rammed the pubic crest into my ass. My whole body burned with a searing feeling of having the 5" plus girth ripping apart my ass tunnel. The clenched grip on my neck was released as the prick achieved its full impaling. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" I screamed as my voice was at last released. "GHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!" "Steven!!! Please!!! " I whined hoping some control would come over my Brother. But that was far from his intentions as he gripped my waist and lifted me so that just the tip was embedded in my ass. Then showing no mercy, his steel hard grasp thrust me down on the full length of the shaft. The fierce assault was repeated in rapid succession, fingers digging deep into my sides. I was bounced off his loins like a marionette on a string. "UUUUUUUUUUUHHHHHHHHHHHH YEAH! FUCK YEAH! TAKE IT ALL YOU SLUT! UUUUUUUUUUHHHHHHHHHHHH, YEAH! OPEN THAT ASS, MOTHER FUCKER!" He roared "OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWW, FFUUUUUUUUUUUUCK, OOOOOHHHHH GOD! PLEASE! STEVEN! STEVEN! FOR FUCK UUUUUUGHHHHHH SAKE PLEASE"! I howled. My Brother's response to my begging was to reach over and fish out my underwear from the discarded clothes. The briefs were shoved in my mouth to silence me as he picked up the pace of my ass ramming. The car shook and jostled in reaction to the slamming of our two naked bodies. Any passerby would have certainly heard the violent sound of sweaty flesh meeting sweaty flesh. Steven's breathing became labored and ragged as the building climax churned in his groin. He knew that it was near impossible to last much longer. "YOU WANT MY, HUUUUHH, JIZZ? YOU WANT MY CUM DON'T CHA'. UUUUGH, UUUUGH, BITCH BOY!" He gasped. Any response I may have given was suppressed by the Fruit-of-the-Loom briefs stuffed in my mouth. Besides, added to the pain was a new feeling as the repeated jabs at my prostate had lit the fuse for a hands-free climax. My rock hard boner was pointing to the padded car roof interior as the balls pulsated. My muffled whimpers were a signal that I was about to let loose with my own powerful cum shot. Two more downward thrusts on Steven's man-meat triggered the orgasmic eruption that sent ribbon after ribbon of sperm firing out of my piss slit. The first two striped my brother's face, while the next three splattered the matted hair of his heaving chest. I was spent and limp- not only from my own cumming, but also from the ass battering. I held on tight to my brother's neck as my butt walls closed in around the 10 inch invader. This was too much for Steven, as the sperm began building up pressure in his nuts. We both felt the expansion and throbbing of his fuck-stick that embeded in my bowels. "OOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHH GOD! FFFFFUUUUUCK! I'M GONNA CUM! UUUUUUGH, UUUUUUGH, SHHHHITTTTT!!!! OH GOD I'M CUMMING!!!! He cried out at the top of his lungs. I felt as if I was penetrated by a hose, as the flood of semen kept dousing my insides. My guts were pummeled with wave after wave of hot sperm. It may have been minutes- but to my worn out body, it seemed to last an hour. It was only after the last spurt of cum, that I released my hold on my Brother's neck and leveraged my legs up to slip his cock out of me. The flow of milk white fluid followed as the penis popped free of my ass lips. His still stiff rod recieved a bath of his own seed as my anal ring spasmed. My crouching legs gave out and I collapsed back to the passenger's seat. Both my Brother and I were panting from exertion, pain and pleasure. I finally looked over at Steven, who had not said a single word since his orgasm. He was still in the reclining position of his seat, the semen splashed torso, bare to the evening air. But Steven's head was thrown back with two clenched fists pressing to his eyes. The muscled body trembled every minute or so. The stillness of the car interior was broken when he finally spoke in a voice cracking with emotion. "I... I'm, mmmfff,sniff, so sorry Johnny. I couldn't stop myself, mmmmfff, sniff, please forgive me. Are you ok?" he said between what I knew to be low sobs. The words stirred me to kneel on the seat in order to lean over to Steven. I tenderly pressed my hands on his cheeks as he drew away the hands from his face. I looked into the red, glazed eyes. My tongue licked away the mixed tears and cum from his face before I pressed my lips to his. My Brother's mouth opened and our tongues met to share the salty fluids. I then pulled my face slightly away to look deep into those dark eyes. "I love you Steven. If this is what you needed then I'm glad it was me that could give it to you." I softly spoke before I resumed the kiss. The September sun was nearing the distant tree line as somewhere a dog barked- the hour grew late. Our kiss was broken as we both realized that we needed to be going home. We got out on either side of the car in order to get our clothes sorted and dressed. The rest of the ride was quiet- I realized Steven still felt remorse over his sexual frenzy. The yellow Pontiac came to a stop at my apartment block, I could see the curtains of the front room flutter as our Mother looked out, wondering where we had gone after school. I placed my hand over his as he gripped the wheel as a sign of reassurance that everything was going to be fine. "Thank you Steven, I mean it." I said to him with a glint of a smile. "Tell Bobby Tonelli and Bob Kennedy that they're in for a real treat tomorrow after practice. I'll be ready". Steven's face lit up in a grin and shine of relief in response to my request. He nodded and said good night. I was up the front stairs when I heard his voice coming from the car. "Thank you, ...I love you." I stopped at the door just in time to see him drive away. I certainly need a bath and nap after this ride home. JSAK Others stories by John S-A Kwiatkowski: CONFESSIONS OF A HORNY CATHOLIC BOY Chapter 1: HOW IT ALL BEGAN....Lesson One (GAY INCEST) CONFESSIONS OF A HORNY CATHOLIC BOY Chapter 2:Getting My Cherry Popped... (GAY INCEST) CONFESSIONS OF A HORNY CATHOLIC BOY Chapter 3: The Pennell Brothers. The Lessons Continue:(GAY INCEST) CONFESSIONS OF A HORNY CATHOLIC BOY Chapter 4: "Steven Shares My Ass" (GAY INCEST) CONFESSIONS OF A HORNY CATHOLIC BOY Chapter 5: " My Best Buddy's Brothers Do Me." (GAY INCEST) CONFESSIONS OF A HORNY CATHOLIC BOY Chapter 6: "Uncle Takes Us For A Swim or How Steven Looses His Cherry" (GAY INCEST) CONFESSIONS OF A HORNY CATHOLIC BOY Chapter 7: "Orgy at Hanging Rock or Brother Love in the Summer of '69" (GAY INCEST) CONFESSIONS OF A HORNY CATHOLIC BOY Chapter 8: "My Friend's Blue Balls" GAY INCEST,ADULT YOUTH) CONFESSIONS OF A HORNY CATHOLIC BOY Chapter 9: "My Friend, HIis, Dad,& a Coke Bottle" GAY INCEST,ADULT, YOUTH) CONFESSIONS OF A HORNY CATHOLIC BOY Chapter 10: "The Last Temptation of Friar Felix." (GAY INCEST,ADULT, YOUTH) CONFESSIONS OF A HORNY CATHOLIC BOY Chapter 11: Assisting the NEW COACH (GAY INCEST) ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ And Johnny's adventures continued...: CONFESSIONS OF A HORNY CATHOLIC BOY "Seducing The Married Blonde At The Park" (GAY ADULT/YOUTH) (The Continued Confessions of a Horny Catholic Boy) CONFESSIONS OF A HORNY CATHOLIC BOY "No Translation Required" (GAY INTERRACIAL) (The Continued Confessions of a Horny Catholic Boy) CONFESSIONS OF A HORNY CATHOLIC BOY "It Started at the Gay Bar" (GAY INTERRACIAL) (The Continued Confessions of a Horny Catholic Boy) ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++