Date: Thu, 5 Aug 2010 01:09:02 -0700 From: Cooper Effron Subject: My Brother the Coach part 1 My Brother the Coach by Cooper Effron I'm Aaron. I'm 30 years old, 5'9", light brown hair. I wear a beard since it makes me look like a man not a fresh faced boy. I'm gay - I enjoy the occasional dalliance with random strangers but I never talk about it and the idea of a boyfriend just doesn't appeal to me. As far as my friends and family know, I'm just a shy straight guy who hasn't found true love just yet. My brother Chad, however is a completely different story. Chad has been my hero and star of most of my sexual fantasies for most of my life. He is the definition of the all-american older jock brother. Chad won everything he did. He was an Eagle Scout at age 15, swim team captain at 16, and at 18 he had bulked up and led the football team to an all-state win. He did ROTC in college and was a captain in the air force for much of his twenties. The only thing that cast a pall over his squeaky clean life was Julie. His manly seed was apparently too much for the condom and she became pregnant at 16 with twins; Chad was 17. They married shortly after graduation a year later and she held in there for a few years, but scratched dirt at 25 before her looks were too far gone to get her another man. Now, Chad is 34 and works as the only coach for the local high school. There used to be several, but with budget cuts Chad ended up the only one to cover the swim, football, basketball, and baseball teams. He performed his duties with harrowing diligence and several volunteer dads that act as assistant coaches. He is to his students what he is to me; a beacon of masculinity and simply put our hero. Any one of us would lay down in a puddle before Chad had to muddy his feet. That's pretty much how the family, high school, and town felt. Being the twin sons of a god can be daunting. I wouldn't say his twin sons were particularly gifted with a sense of responsibility or sense of any kind for that matter. I can say they are horny. Not a shocking revelation for two perfectly built 17 year old boys. My nephews Zach and Jonnah were teen stars. Glory and good looks smiled on them equally. The identical twins were blond, 6'0", a very light dusting of blond hair on their pillowy pectoral muscles and the most puffy bushes of armpit hair. As virtually the entire town could attest from personal experience the twins sported a pair of sinewy thick uncut nine and a half inch fuck sticks that they employed with surprising regularity for fun and profit. One late August weekend my brother had asked me to help him build a fence for his back yard. He had a beautiful secluded yard surrounded by 20' tall hedges. They here high enough that you could skinny dip in the pool without the neighbors being able to see. The twins got a great deal of use out of it. That very morning as a matter of fact they invited the mailman to take a break from his rounds and have a dip. Jim had often noticed the twins on his route and given the heat of the day and the ache of his feet, he figured a five minute lay over wouldn't hurt anything. The twins made him extremely comfortable. Zach got some beers out of the fridge while Jim took off his shoes. Jonah, dressed in his blue speedo got in the pool and started to massage Jim's feet very lovingly. Zach, in his red speedo showed up with the beers. "Care to wet your whistle?" Zach said offering Jim the beer. "Thanks, that would be grand" Jim responded and downed the beer in one swig. Jonah took that opportunity to lift Jim's right foot out of the water and lick from the heel to the ball right up the middle. Jim let out a groan and a shudder while Zach crouched beside him and began to rub his very sudden and extremely noticeable bulge. Jim had no idea how the twins knew about the two most direct routes to his cock, but was so turned on and relaxed that he simply didn't care. The twins had them in their custom-made man trap and were going to use their victim to slick the lust of their rapacious teenage loins. Jim had a dark wet spot in his blue uniform pants. Zach decided that any pretense was long since over and began to pull off all of Jim's clothes right there on the edge of the pool. Zach was deliberate and careful in removing and folding the clothes in a neat stack. Jim was preoccupied by Jonah's expert ministrations to his feet. Jonah's tongue felt like an octopus' tentacles fitting between his toes but with the speed of a mongoose. Jim was happy to spray his seed all over the deck just from the foot bathing, but he was anxious to see what the twins had in store... and in their speedos. With Jim's clothes in a neat pile, Zach returned and straddled Jim with his speedo wrapped perfect rump inches from Jim's mouth. Jim attached Zach's ass crack like it was a big juicy apple. He teethed the crack and as Zach squatted more, Jim tounged his rosebud. "Yea you like that cherry ass, don't you faggot," Zach purred at Jim. Jonnah almost swallowed Jim's big toe, knowing full well that Zach's ass was far from cherry. Jim was overcome with lust. He bit a small hole into the speedo then worked his fingers into it, ripping the hole large enough to access Zach's hole without further impediment. "Hey tiger, don't you fret, we will both make sure you are completely satisfied before you have to get back to your appointed rounds," Zach reassured Jim. With that Jonah dropped the foot worship and slipped out of his impossibly blue suit. His proud 9.5" cock sprang from its blue lycra prison ready for action. Zach saw his brother's condition and slid his ass down Jim's tongue as he repositioned himself to impale his jock ass on Jim's 8.5" mailman cock. Jonah got out of the pool and straddled Jim so he could face-fuck the civil servant and show him how the next generation will spread its seed. Jim was in heaven. His feet didn't ache, the beer went down well and now he had a face full of teen meat and another lean jock about to squat on his pole. A the moment of penetration Jim's moan was muffled by Jonah's monster and was dwarfed by the cry of Zach who just accepted Jim's cock head into his warm man hole. Zach didn't just fall onto Jim's cock; he was far to experienced and caring for some uncoordinated flop. He deliberately and in the most controlled way Jim had ever felt would slide down an inch or so and pull up half an inch. He repeated this frog-in-a-well method until he had encased the mail man's entire penis in his warm and damp love sleeve. As he bottomed out, Jim screamed out "Oh yea, fuck my hole and teach me how to be a good little bottom. " Jim then spun around so the brothers were now back to back and Jim started to jerk off Jim by rhythmically moving his jock ass up and down the shaft. Jonah was loving what his brother was doing to Jim because every time Zach took Jims whole cock, Jim let out an appreciative moan. With Jonah's cock in his mouth, it produced a very nice vibrating sensation. Jonah gave Zach encouragement. "Fuck that cock, Zach! Show him how much you appreciate him bringing you those packages of lube and dildos. Work that cock so he KNOWS who needs a special delivery." Zach was surprised suddenly as Jim started swallowing over and over and worked Jonah's cock into his throat. It was an incredible sensation that, being so big, he had never had anyone perform on him. Jonah unexpectedly unloaded his teen seed down Jim's throat in great volume. Taking Jonah's incredible load down his throat while Zach continued to work his cock sent Jim over the edge. Jim shot so much cum into Zach's bowels that Zach could feel it slushing around on top of Jim's dick. Jonah took his monster out of Jim's stretched mouth and stood aside so Zach could do his special move. Zach had a very developed sphincter. He managed to pull off of Jim without releasing one drop of his cum. He moved to straddle Jim's face and said. "Open your fucking mouth, and don't make a sound" Jim obeyed. Zach raised his arms and looked to the sky as he squatted and released all of Jim's cum into Jim's waiting mouth. Jim gagged on the load and coughed, sending sperm out of his mouth and landing on his goatee. Zach, displaying irritation his silence rule was not obeyed ordered "I see you don't like to listen. Or is it that you are incapable of following simple instructions? There is only one punishment my family has for that kind of disrespect" With that, Zach stood over Jim and put his arm on Zach's shoulder and winked at his brother. They looked down at the helpless civil servant and simultaneously unleashed twin torrents of piss onto Jim's face. The golden streams entertained and glistened in the sun just before making contact with Jim's skin. Jim felt completely in the control of the twins and absolutely loyal to their every future desire. Jim had become the property of two 17 year old sex gods. The twins finished and helped Jim clean up. He got dressed, grabbed his mail bag and rather sheepishly began to leave. "Oh don't go through the house, that's for family- go around the side." Zach told Jim, just to see if their little indoctrination worked. Of course it did, and Jim left through the garden at the side of the house. The same side where my brother Chad and I were busy building a fence. Chad greeted Jim as we walked past us and made a quizzical face at me with a glance toward the pool. "Lets take a little break" Chad said and went in the direction that Jim had come from. To be continued.