Date: Sat, 07 Jun 2003 11:27:15 +0800
From: Larry Flint <phangasm@operamail.com>
Subject: The Route - part 2

I don't pretend to be a writer of any sort, all I know is that it brings me
pleasure. If it brings you pleasure, gets you hard, or if you jack off and
cum all over yourself...whatever...I'd love to hear all about it. All
flames cheerfully ignored.

Now a disclaimer...although I don't know what for, it's not like this will
get published in a major magazine....but, whatever, here goes:

This story is my property.  Copyright 2002 by Phangasm, all rights
reserved, batteries not included.

The following contains consentual sex among family members, including teen
boys and men. If this offends you, then it would be a good idea to simply
leave and not read it.

Also, this may be illegal where you are, so you may want to think twice
about downloading it and saving it on your drive....or even reading it for
that matter.

If you are under legal age (depending where you are, the world can't seem
to agree on an age of consent....hmmmmm) then you shouldn't be here in the
first place.....on the other hand, if your parents are stupid enough to
leave you alone in a room with an internet connection, then you may as well
get naked and jack off.

Also, one last note. One of the characters in this story is a computer
hacker. I know little about this subject, other than things that I have
read, but it makes the story interesting. If you email me with comments,
please do not correct me on this aspect of the story, just get hard, jack
off, get past it, ok?

If you enjoy this story, be sure to check out my other story series at
Nifty: LITTLE DONNY'S BROTHER and MY NEPHEW MIKE.


Stay hard,

'gasm.

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Casey (Saturday, Sept 20th 5:30 PM)


As I sat at my computer desk with the taste of my brother's spunk still in
my mouth, Roy devised a plan.

I was looking at the stills once again, setting them up in a continuous
slide show.

"Damn, Roy....I gotta have 'em....I mean, check out that hot little ass,
for Christ's sake!" I said. "I don't know him very well...we've talked at
lunch and we say "hey" in the halls...he's really popular with the girls, I
never figured he'd be the type."

"Me either, I know him well enough...he's on the team. He's on
offense...running back. Seen 'em in the shower enough times, but like you
said...he's always with the chicks...thought he was out of my league." Roy
answered.

Roy played strong safety on the defensive team.

"You musta got to tackle 'em in practice a few times?" I said with a grin.

"Yeah..." he said, obviously not listening. "I think I know how we can
check 'em out," he said as he pulled up his pants, "If we knew when it was
gonna happen, one of us could hide out in the school, watch 'em do it, then
leave afterwards...but guessing when would be...well, just that. Guessing."

"Not necessarily." I said, grinning, "I got a keystroke program running on
his PC as we speak."

"Huh?"

"A program that records every keystroke and saves it in a file."

"And that means...?"

"Damn, bro...you may be a football stud, but you really are computer
stupid, you know?"

"Kiss my ass." Roy said, grinning.

"Anytime!" I said. "Anyway, we can look at this file...he's obviously
emailing our friend Jamie...you don't think they'd talk on the phone......"

You could almost see the light bulb above Roy's head.

"YEAH! We could read his emails...even his chat-room stuff, right?"

I tapped the side of my head with my index finger and grinned. "You got it,
man."

"How long have you had this thing running, I mean, when could we read some
of this shit?"

"As early as tomorrow...if he gets on his PC tonight. But keep in mind it
only records keystrokes, if he chats with anyone, we'll only get his half
of the conversation. I think that'll be enough to work with though."

"Cool....we'll find out when, then you can call your buddy Steve
again...tell him to cover for you. He doesn't ask any questions, right?"

"Nope....I do the same for him. He covered for me when I stayed at Dan's
last weekend. He doesn't care what it's for, I scratch his back, he
scratches mine."

"Great, as soon as we find out when, you can give him a call. I can tell
'em I'm staying with my friend Jim..but...what if it's on a week night?"

"We'll make up something...mom and dad will swallow anything, we'll tell
'em it's some sort of school activity that runs really late, and that I
will stay at Steve's and go to school from there....and I guess we'll have
to make up my chores on Saturday morning, but it'll be worth it." I said.

I glanced at my computer screen and saw the coach with his tongue up
Jamie's ass.

"Ohhh Christ, that's so fucking hot." I said as I freed my stiff cock from
my jeans and began to stroke it.

Grinning, my brother walked across the room to where I sat and dropped to
his knees.

The next picture came up. Coach Marks was fucking young Jamie.

"I'm gonna fuck you too, dude...soon." I whispered as I felt my brother's
warm, wet mouth envelope my hard teenage cock.

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Jon (Saturday, September 27th 1:30 AM)


I was scared.

Scared of getting caught, although I didn't think that either of them would
ever tell anyone. Besides, there was nothing I could do at this point...I
was hooked. I couldn't get enough of them, and they of me.

Especially Jamie Parker. His sandy hair, slim muscular build and brown eyes
drove me nearly insane. Whenever I saw him in the halls of our fair school,
my cock would begin to stiffen. Whenever I saw him naked in my locker room,
I would have to go sit at my desk in my office to hide my aching hardon
from my other students. Whenever my cock is inside his tight 13-year-old
ass, it's like I'm in heaven.

Kyle Willis, my other young friend is on the varsity football squad. Him
and I had been having sex for better than 3 years when we discovered
Jamie. Kyle is 17 and not nearly as bold as Jamie. For one thing, I have
but one nude photo of Kyle. I begged him to let me take it when the boy was
15. I have dozens of photos of Jamie, as well as hours of video of us
having sex or him jacking off.

I love watching Kyle fuck him, I wish that the older boy would let me tape
it, but alas, he's content to run the camera while Jamie and I make love. I
never press the issue.

The best thing about Jamie is his sense of adventure.

It was his idea to do it at the school. Although the very first time we did
anything it was at the school, after that, I insisted we meet at my
house. Being a single guy who lived alone, the only risk involved was
someone seeing the boy enter my house, and since it was usually very late
at night, the risk was minimal.

Jamie's needs were not that simple. He wanted us to slip into the school
late at night. He also wanted to wear his football uniform, complete with
pads, and have me strip him of it and fuck him in his jock and shoulder
pads. After much begging, he finally talked me into it...I gotta admit, the
rush is unreal. Roseville is a fairly small town, so the school has no
night watchman...and I have a full set of keys. I have fucked the boy in my
office, in the locker room, in the showers, on the bleachers in the gym, in
several of the hallways and classrooms, and once, on the 50 yard line of
the football field.

If we would have stuck to the house, I wouldn't be so scared. It's only a
matter of time before we're discovered...I know I needed to talk to the
boy, tell him that we need to stay home where it's safe. But who am I
kidding, the kid has me wrapped around his little finger...I'd rob a bank
for him if he asked me to.

It was not 10 minutes ago that I had fucked his sweet young ass right here
in this office. 3 hours earlier, We had won the last game of the
season. Jamie had wanted to spend the night here with me, but I had sent
him on his way.

God, I'm fucked! How in the hell had I let it go this far?

I saw a shadow move.

"Who's there? Jamie?"

"No coach, it's me."


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CASEY (Sunday, September 21st 11:00 AM)

We figure the entire video ran about 26 minutes. The file is about 207 MB,
and we have almost one third of it, about 70 MB or 8 and a half minutes.

In that 8 and a half minutes, all Coach Marks does is pound young Jamie's
ass. I can't imagine that he does that for the entire 26 minutes...but you
never know. That's not the best part.

About 40 seconds into the video, the camera zooms in on the Coach's cock as
it plunges in and out of Jamie's tight little ass. A bit later the camera
moves around front to focus on the boy's face, twisted in pleasure.

The shots were not done from a tripod. Our horny coach has a helper.

This turned us on something fierce...especially the fact that this dude
never shows his face in the pictures or video. About 6 minutes into the
video, the coach is really picking up speed and young Jamie has found
religion, crying "Oh God!....Oh God!" with every other thrust. It is at
this point we can here the cameraman mutter, "Awwww Christ, coach....fuck
'em....pound that tight little ass."

We've listened to that part over and over...dozens of times. Roy swears he
knows the voice, has heard it before. It sounds to me like that of an older
teenager, perhaps 18 or 19...but it could have been anyone as far as I was
concerned, it's just a matter of time and we'll know who he is.

Roy's plan was sound. I thought it would work.

It was almost as daring as coaxing a bus driver down a dead end road and
stripping naked, not quite, but it was close.

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JON (Wednesday, September 3rd 6:45 PM)

The junior team, which consisted of the 7th and 8th graders, were 0-4 so
far this season, so I was pushing hard that afternoon. Practice was already
running a half-hour long and tempers were beginning to flare. I blew my
whistle.

"Guys...gather round." I shouted.

The boys began to wander over where I stood.

"I know we're 0 and 4, but there are 4 games left....I know we can win
'em. We've got the talent, we just need a little more drive. You guys have
been playing your guts out. We lost the last two games by a total of six
points.....SIX POINTS, for Christ's sake!"

The boys stood there, looking at their feet...the heart had been driven out
of them in the last two games, in which last second field goals had led
them to defeat. As their coach, I had to help them find the heart to play
well again.

"C'mon guys, What're you looking at down there...I'm up here!"

The boys looked up.

"Better. We play Dumont this Friday. They are 1 and 3...we're gonna beat
them right?"

Crickets chirped. I was losing them, many of them were staring at their
feet once again.

"HEY!" I shouted, "I'M TALKING TO YOU!! WE'RE GONNA BEAT THEM, RIGHT?!"

"RIGHT!" They shouted, all but one boy.

"WHO ARE WE?!" I shouted.

"WILDCATS!" They shouted, again, with the exception of one boy.

"WHAT ARE WE GONNA DO?!"

"WIN!!"

"PARKER! ARE YOU A PART OF THIS TEAM, BOY?" I shouted at my star running
back.

"Yes coach...I guess so..."

"You GUESS SO?"

At the beginning of the season, I figured 13-year-old Jamie Parker was
going places, that's the way it looked in practice anyway. But as the
season wore on, the boy didn't seem to be into it...I could't figure out
why. The kid was a total athlete, and hot as hell to boot. I got into
checking out a lot of the boys, hell...it's what I took the job for. But
Parker, and that blond Bennett kid, Roy's his name...I couldn't look at
either one when they undressed or showered in fear of getting total wood in
front of the boys. I often would shower after the boys finished. Most were
gone by the time I finished, Jamie was almost always still there. I never
thought much of it, just that he was slow getting dried off and dressed.

Any other coach would have cut him by now...I know I was hanging on for
mostly all the wrong reasons, but I felt he was talented as well as good
looking. With the right coaching, he could go far.

"Ok, Mr. Parker," I said.

Some of the other boys snickered.

"Who are we?"

"WILDCATS!" Jamie shouted, knowing he was in trouble.

"Do you think we can beat Dumont this Friday, son?"

Jamie shrugged and looked down at his feet.

"Well, obviously you don't think we can...why is that?"

"Cause we suck."

That was it, I had had enough.

"Do you see the track that runs around this field, Mr. Parker?"

"Yes sir."

"Well, march your ass over to it and run it..."

"Shit." he muttered.

"4 TIMES!" I shouted. "The rest of you...Hit the showers! I don't want to
see any bare asses in there by the time Mr. Parker and I get there! MOVE!"

The boys took off at a full sprint, knowing that they would have no more
than 15 minutes to strip, shower, towel off and get dressed before I
returned.

Jamie had begun to run the track in full football gear, with the exception
of his helmet.

"Loose the pads, parker!" I shouted, "Don't need you gettin' heat stroke
out there!"

Jamie stopped, stripped off his jersey and lifted his pads over his head. I
assumed he would don the jersey once more, but instead he threw it aside
and began running.

I sat on the home bench, watching the boy run...wondering why this kid was
so angry.

He seemed to have it all. He came from a well-to-do family in town, he
always seemed to be talking to a girl or two in the hallways. He just
didn't seem like the angry type.

He ran past the bench, starting his second lap and already breathing
hard. Sweat ran down his sculpted chest and his six-pack abs. I watched the
muscles in his tight butt work through the thin football pants as he ran
past me. I began to get hard.

"Step it up a notch, Parker! We haven't got all fucking night!"

I didn't often curse in front of the team, the school board would probably
frown on it. Parker didn't frown, he looked back and grinned, then picked
up speed. The speed of the kid was incredible...there was no way I was
going to let anger spoil this kid's future. I had to get inside his head
and find out what was wrong. On his next lap, I pealed off my shirt and
joined him.

"Looking good, Jamie...you must run quite a bit, huh?" I said.

The kid looked at me, panting. The look on his face was easily readable. He
was surprised that I had called him by his first name instead of "Parker".

"Yeah..." he panted, "I run home....from school....every
night....that's....about 3 miles....coach."

"Weekends?" I said, beginning to pant myself.

"Yeah...5 miles."

I grinned at the boy. "Then this really isn't much of a punishment, is it?"

Jamie looked at me. His face lit up in a beautiful grin. "Not
really...sir."

I snickered. Jamie began to snicker, then to laugh. I began to laugh.

We entered the last lap, Jamie looked over at me and grinned, then stepped
it up another notch, running his heart out, the grin threatening to split
his young face. He was challenging me!

"Oh...you think so, little man!" I said, grinning. I went all out, giving
all my 32 year-old body had to offer.

Not that I was a slouch, far from it. Like my young friend, I run at least
4 miles a day..I also lift free weights. I closed the gap quickly,
eventually passing the boy. I turned to look back and was surprised as hell
to see him running hard, right beside me. Damn! This kid is incredible!

We finished up, neck and neck, the boy probably beat me by a nose.

"I win!" He shouted, "I fucking win!!"

The boy panted hard, looking at me sheepishly, wondering if I would
chastise him for his language.

"No fucking way, boy...had you by at least two feet!" I argued, even though
I knew I was wrong.

"Huh?! ...you're kidding, right, old man?" His grin was devilish, his brown
eyes twinkled.

"Old man? ...OLD MAN??" I shouted, "Oh, little man...you've just made a BIG
mistake!"

He screamed as I fell on him, taking him down to the grass quickly....I had
no idea what I intended to do. Then it came to me and I reached for his
sweaty sides and began to tickle him unmercifully. The feel of his warm,
sweaty skin under my fingertips was incredible, I fought back a boner with
all the will I could muster.

The boy screamed with laughter.

"Coach!" he giggled, "Jesus Christ!! ....you can't tickle me...you're my
COACH, for Christ's sake!....STOP!! OH CHRIST STOP!!"

"Whos an old man?" I asked, still tickling.

"Not....Not you!" he squeeled.

"Fuckin' right!" I said as I rose to my feet.

It was then that I glanced at the boy's crotch. He was wearing a cup, but
his package seemed to be sticking out further than before. Although it was
hard to tell, I swore he was getting a stiff. Jamie noticed this as well
and quickly got to his feet, flushing red.

"Well, what do you say we hit the showers, kid? Do you suppose all those
deadbeats are done yet?" I asked.

"Most of 'em. Danny Wilson's probably just getting dressed now...he's
fuckin' slow, coach!" Jamie said, grinning.

We began to walk.

"You got that right! ....can I ask you a favor, Jamie?"

"Sure coach."

"When it's just you and me, I don't mind what you say, you can curse all
you want...but not in front of the other boys, ok?"

"Ok, coach."

I put my arm across his bare shoulders and we walked to where he had taken
off his jersey and pads. I was surprised to feel his arm slip across my
back.

The boy hunkered down to retrieve his stuff, I followed.

"Everything ok, Jamie? ...I mean, you're so pissed off all the time, ya
know? If you could harness that anger...nobody could stop you, but as far
as I can see, it's not doing you any good at all."

"It's just that I got a lotta stuff on my mind lately, coach...I promise
I'll try to do better."

I looked into his eyes.

"What could a 13-year-old boy have on his mind that would make him so
pissed off?"

"I can't really explain right now." Jamie said, looking down as tears
threatened, "Maybe someday we can talk about it, ok?"

"Sure kid," I squeezed his shoulder, "Anytime...I'm always here for you,
ok?"

I was surprised as hell when suddenly he fell into my arms, weeping.

"Thanks, coach..." he sobbed, "I promise we'll talk sometime."

"Ok, kid." I soothed, as I gently rubbed his back, "I'll let it go for now,
but eventually you're gonna come clean, ok?"

I pushed him away and took his tear stained face in my hands, "Ok?" I
repeated.

"Ok, coach." he said, and managed a small smile.

"Lets shower up and I'll take you home, ok kid?"

"Ok." He hesitated. "Coach?"

"Yes Jamie?"

"Thanks."

I clapped him on the back and we headed for the locker room.

When we walked into the locker room, we weren't surprised to see the big
lineman Danny Wilson tying his shoes.

"Sorry coach...but my ass ain't bare...I'm leavin' in just a minute."

Danny got up and walked past me, I grinned at him and smacked his large ass
hard.

"Good workout today, Danny...we'll get 'em this weekend."

"You bet we will! Thanks, coach."

Danny walked out the door.

I watched as young Jamie took off his clothes. He's so beautiful. I could
feel my cock stir in my shorts and fought it back.

"Gonna shower, coach?"

"I usually don't shower with the guys....not sure that I should."

"It's late...nobody comes back here this late anyway, do they? ...I mean,
you're just showering, right?"

"Yeah, I guess that's true."

But what I was thinking was: If I see your hot little body all covered with
water and soap, I might just spring a huge boner...then what?

"C'mon then," he said, grinning, "Don't wanna go home all fuckin' sweaty
and shit."

The boy pulled off his jock. His cock was soft, about 5 inches in length. A
sparse crop of sandy colored pubes, matching perfectly the color of the
hair on his head, was situated above his beautiful meat. He grinned at me.

"Gotta get naked if you're gonna shower, dude!" he said and walked into the
shower room. "No fighting over showers tonight!"

Usually, their were 20 naked boys fighting over the 10 shower heads, lined
up five to a side in our small shower room. I had asked the school board at
the last meeting if a remodling of the locker rooms was in the works, but
alas, not enough money. To top it off, only 4 of the 10 heads had any real
pressure.

I began to get undressed as I watched young Jamie get wet. There were
plenty of bars of soap on the trays, but Jamie went after one that was on
the floor. I watched his asshole wink into view as he bent over, taking his
time. His young balls hung neatly between his legs...I didn't know if I
would get through this. I will not go into detail of the horrible things I
thought of to keep my dick at bay.

Jamie had selected the shower with the best pressure, the one the boys
called the "Master Blaster." They would run into the locker room after
practice or a game, clothes flying, to see which one of them could claim
ownership of the king of the showerheads. Tonight, young Jamie had claimed
it. I selected the second best one on the other side of the room.

"No, coach...this one is the best...come over here, I will share it with
ya." Jamie said, grinning as he soaped his trim muscular body. "I'm soaping
up now anyway...come over and wet down, then I will rinse."

I walked over and began to wet down as I continued to watch the boy soap
his body...jack off material for later, I thought. Jamie had his back to me
and was busily soaping his lower legs and his feet. I watched as his sweet
little asshole winked into view again and again. The muscles in his arms
and back flexed as he worked, the cheeks of his beautiful young ass
tightened and relaxed. Soap ran down his back and down his little
butt-crack...it was more than I could handle...My cock began to swell as I
thought of how it would feel to hold him in my arms and squeeze his ass,
feel his hard cock against me and make love to his hard, lithe young body.

He rose finally and continued to soap himself, his arms and his chest, then
finally, but mercifully out of my view, his penis. I tried to think of
something, ANYTHING to make my cock soften, but it was having none of it as
the boy continued to wash his dick.

Finally, the boy turned around...I turned at the same time, so he would not
see my swollen member.

Then, looking over my shoulder, I noticed that the boy was rock-hard.

He grinned sheepishly. "Sometimes I just can't help it." he said, flushing
red.

It was beautiful, 5 inches plus a little more, standing up and throbbing,
covered in soap.

"Yeah...I know what you mean." I said as I turned around. "They have a mind
of their own, don't they?"

"Woah, Coach!" Jamie exclaimed, giggling.

I laughed out loud. The tension drained out of the boy's face. He was
attempting to scrub the middle of his back without much success. Then his
face lit up, as if he had just had a brilliant thought.

"Could you maybe..." he said, "You know...wash my back? I can never reach
it."

I was totally flustered...what if someone came?

"That is a tough spot to reach."

I was surprised to find myself taking the soap in my hands and working up a
good lather. The boy turned his back to me and I bent slightly, placing my
soapy hands on his shoulders.

I began to wash his soft back, starting with his shoulders. I could not
believe how good his silky flesh felt benieth my hands. I massaged his
muscular shoulders, getting lost in the feel of it, working the muscles
with my fingers. I finally began working my way down his back, massaging my
way. My cock was so hard I thought it might burst. Looking over his
shoulder, I noticed his had not gone down either. His brown eyes were
almost closed, his eyelids lowered to slits, and a dreamy look took over
his features, as if he had dreamed of this moment for a long time and it
was finally coming true.  I worked my way back up to his shoulders and
began to massage.

"Man, you're tense, kid...you need to learn how to relax."

"Maybe you could show me how?" he asked.

I didn't know what to say....was that a hint?

When I reached his lower back, I wanted to continue down, to wash his tight
young buttocks...but common sense told me not yet, so I worked around to
his sides, washing upward. I was surprised as he raised his arms as I
reached his armpits. I hesitated for only a second before placing my
fingertips on his pits, rubbing gently in a circular motion.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh." he whispered, his eyes closing fully as I realized I was no
longer washing him, but pleasuring him.

I was shaking all over, as was Jamie as I moved my hands onto his firm
young chest, running my fingers over his nipples.

"Ohhhhhhh...that feels so good, coach...." he moaned.

"Coach?"

"Yeah, Jamie."

"Do you have a boner...cause you...cause you maybe wa...wanna, you
know...uhh..do it?...you know....d..do it with..me?"

He wanted this as badly as I did....it occured to me then that he probably
was the last to leave in the evening just so he could watch me shower.

"Yeah....do you want me to, Jamie?" I asked.

"I guess so....I mean, I don't GUESS so...I know...I mean...please. yes."

I figured this was it, so I made my move. I moved my right hand onto the
boy's ass and began to squeeze the soft flesh, working one cheek, then the
other. I was rewarded with gentle sighs. Finally I slipped my hand where I
wanted to go all along, right down his crack, finding the warmth of his
asshole.

"Jesus Christ." the boy whispered as I massaged the tight ring of flesh,
"Oh God yes...that's so good, coach."

I finally took him by his shoulders and turned him around. His brown eyes
twinkled as he smiled at me.

"Is this what you wanted to talk to me about, Jamie?"

"Yeah." he said, staring at my hard cock.

"It's ok, Jamie." I said, holding out my arms.

He came into them and I held him, feeling the entire length of his smooth
young body. My fingers tangling themselves in his wet sandy hair as I held
him close.

"I've wanted to do this for so long." he whispered. I noticed he was
weeping.

"It's ok, Jamie...me too." I returned.

He pulled his head off my shoulder and looked into my eyes. Tears were
running down his cheeks.

"Really? You mean it? I thought you'd think I was a freak...or a pansy
or...or something."

"God, no kid."

He placed his head on my shoulder and wept hard, sobbing as I held him
close.

"Shhhhh....don't cry buddy." I soothed.

Finally, when his tears began to dry up, he looked into my eyes and
smiled. "I guess I've been wanting this for a year now....I didn't think
I'd ever be able to tell you."

I smiled. Then bent down slightly and kissed his forehead.

He placed his arms around my neck and jumped up, wraping his powerful legs
around my waist. I placed my hands on his ass as our lips met for the first
time. He kissed me with passion, forcing his tongue into my mouth. My
fingers found his boyhole once again and began to play there as the kid
moaned into my mouth.

I brought us under the showerhead once again as we kissed, rinsing us...I
don't think the boy noticed, completely lost in the kiss. Once I had him
rinsed, I broke the kiss.

"I want you, Jamie....right now." I whispered. "I'm scared as hell that
someone might catch us, but I can't help it."

I gently laid him down on the tiled floor and brought myself between his
creamy white thighs.

"Spread your legs apart....yeah, that's it." I whispered.

Jamie complied. I sucked his ball sack into my mouth, rolling my tongue
around it's precious contents. The boy spread his legs further and arched
his back.

"Ahhhhhhyeaaaahhhhhh" he moaned.

I backed off his nuts and took his sweet dick into my mouth until my nose
was buried in the sparse pubes at the base of his throbbing organ. I began
to suck his delicious cock, applying pressure and moving my mouth up and
down. I wanted to get him off quickly, then arrange for a better time and
place for fear of getting caught here. However, I couldn't leave without
tasting him...everywhere. I grabbed his legs behind the knees and lifted,
then brought my mouth to his asshole and began licking him, swirling my
tongue around the puckered ring of muscle, dipping my tongue inside.

"Ahhhh yeahhhhh" he sighed, grabbing his own legs and pulling them closer
to his head, opening his hole wider for my tongue to explore.

I remember thinking that anyone outside of the locker room might hear his
moans, but I could not begin to stop myself, my lust knew no bounds.

I wet the middle finger of my right hand. I then plunged back down on his
hard boymeat as my middle finger slipped easily up his ass. He was ready in
no time.

Awwwww Christ, coach...yeah...fuck yeah!" he cried as I sucked his hard
dick up and down. "I'm gonna fuckin' blow it...Ahhhhhhh
yeahhh....fuckin'....cummin...uhhh...uhhh..uhh my God
Coach...uhhhhhhh...Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

I rammed my finger in and out of his tight little hole. His ass left the
floor as he arched his back, the first squirt of his hot load hit the back
of my throat. The boy twisted his lithe body and moaned as he filled my
mouth with his cum. He was so totally delicious, I vacuumed his stiff meat
of every last drop, until finally the kid pulled me off his over sensitive
tool.

"My God...that was fuckin' great!" Justin breathed, "Let me do you now."

"No, kid...not here. We're lucky we haven't been caught already."

"Aww, c'mon, coach...there's nobody here!" He said grinning.

"No...we really shouldn't....we..."

 "...practice ran until 7...it's after 8 now...here, I'll show ya!"

Before I knew what was happening, the kid rose and marched out of the
shower room.

"Jamie....HEY! ...where the fuck you goin, kid?" I said, quickly getting up
and grabbing a towel as I left the shower room.

"What the fuck....JAMIE, NO!!"

The kid was leaving the locker room, completely naked!

The locker room exited into the gym. The last rays of the day's sun could
be seen in the skylights. The room wasn't dark, but it was pretty dim.

"Hello! Anyone here?!" The boy shouted while walking around, his softening
cock swinging to and fro.

"Jamie!" I hissed as I peaked through the door "....get your little ass
back in here! Are you nuts?!"

"Or what?" he said, that infectious grin spreading across his face again,
"You'll come out and get me? I highly doubt it...you don't have a stitch of
clothes on!"

The kid was probably right, the school was more than likely deserted...but
on the other hand, we were here, some other teacher might have stayed late
to grade papers or whatever...even more unlikely. Most teachers took their
work home.

"Neither do you, now get your ass back in here!!"

"I will...if..."

"What?"

"If you let me return the favor."

"Ok Ok!! Just get in here now!!" I said, anything to get his ass moving. I
dropped the towel and showed him my cock and he scampered to the door.

Once inside, I turned on him.

"Hey...do you want me to lose my job? ...or maybe you want me to go to
jail, maybe you'd like that, huh...or maybe, just maybe you'd like to see
me beat to death by a parent...which is it?!"

"Gee coach...I....I.." He stammered, his adams apple bobbing up and down,
"I...I was just...just messin' with ya."

I felt bad. The kid was near tears, but I had to let him know we couldn't
take chances...well, we had already taken a big chance having sex in the
shower, but running around the school naked? Over the limit. At the time I
had no idea that we would fuck like rabbits in the gym the very next week.

"I know, Jamie...I'm sorry...I didn't mean to be so nasty, but what if
there had been a teacher here staying late to grade papers, or if the
janitor decided to put in a little overtime to wax the lunch room floor?"

"I guess I never thought about that...I've never seen cars here past 8,
unless something is going on, like a game or a concert."

"You're probably right, kid....but ya know...I wanna keep doing this for a
while. Let's not get caught right off the bat, ok?" I grinned.

"Yeah...you're right....I'm sorry." He said, "It was pretty funny
though....right?"

I ruffled his hair. "Actually, it was more than that...it was a bit
exciting too...not that I want you to do it again, but seeing you out there
all naked...got me hot."

Jamie grinned. Without warning, he yanked my towel free. Grinning wider, he
took my cock in his hand and began to stroke it.

"C'mon over here," he said, leading me by my stiff cock to the changing
benches, "Sit down."

I sat. The kid dropped to his knees and took my dick into his mouth. He
began to suck me up and down, slowly at first, as if savoring the
taste. After a couple of minutes he began to pick up speed, slurping and
grunting as he worked.

"Oooooooo, yeah kid....suck it...suck my meat..hot little mouth feels so
gooood...suck me, boy...yeeeeaahhhh." I moaned as I slowly petted his soft
hair.

His warm mouth on my cock drove me mad. I knew I was probably good for
another minute, maybe less. I was getting closer by the second, I could
feel the tingle begin...the thought of drowning his face in my thick cum
turned me on even more, but alas, it wouldn't happen tonight. The boy
raised his head, an evil grin on his face.

"C'mon....let's go in here." he pointed toward the wrestling room.

I wish I'd thought of it before. We entered the wrestling room through a
door near the lockers. Actually, it's a wrestling/equipment room, and since
the school stores a lot of their sporting equipment in there, including
free weights, the door was equiped with a lock.

I twisted the lock as I shut the door. We walked onto the mat.

"Lay down...just like I did in the shower." Jamie said.

I had expected him to get between my legs and service me as I did him, but
Justin was ready again himself. He swung his leg over my head and suddenly
his hard cock and tender balls were in my face. I felt his warm mouth go
down on me once again. I moaned as I took the boy's stiff young meat into
my mouth for the second time that evening. I sucked his prick like a
starving man, wanting the smooth salty taste of his seed in my mouth
again. I reached up with my hands, finding the ripe round globes of his
soft ass, squeezing them, then moving my fingertips gently up and down his
butt crack. Jamie moaned as my fingers came in contact with his asshole,
spreading his legs further to allow me better access and forcing his cock
deeper into my mouth.

I managed to pull off his cock.

"Sit on my face, boy...I wanna eat your hole." I moaned.

The boy sat up immediately, squatting above my face and spreading his ass.

"Ahhhh....sweet little fuck-hole." I whispered, then dove in, slipping my
tongue into the tight orifice as far as I could.

Jamie went nuts, bucking and rubbing his asshole on my mouth, then he
reached down with his hands, spreading his cheeks wide. His hole opened up
before me and I shoved my tongue in once again.

When the boy finally climbed off my face 5 minutes later, I knew what he
was going to do next..In fact, he had read my mind. Never in my life had I
wanted to fuck anyone as badly as I wanted to fuck this kid right now. My
cock was as hard as it's ever been in my life....I was about to butt-fuck a
13-year-old boy.

Jamies small frame looked smaller still in proportion to my thick cock as
he placed his ass above it. The boy grinned and began to lower himself. He
gasped as the head passed through his tight sphincter.

"Easy boy, take it nice and easy." I said.

Jamie stopped, allowing time to get used to the head of my cock inside
him. He grinned, I grinned back.

"Take it easy, kid...little at a time, slide it in there."

Inch by inch, the boy began to impale himself on my stiff pole.

"Ahhhhhh, yeah, kid....you want it in there, don't ya."

"Yeahhhh, coach....awwww Christ, so fuckin' big....feels great."

He continued his slow desent until finally, his young balls rested on my
pubes.

He sat there a second, his eyes closed to slits. The pleasure was evident
on his beautiful face. He began to rise slowly, pulling my cock halfway out
of his hole. The sensation of his hot walls squeezing my meat was
incredible. He lowered himself, quicker this time. Then up, further this
time. Then down.

"Aaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh Jesus fuckin' Christ....my fuckin' God, coach!" he
moaned as he began to ride my cock.

"Yeah, Jamie....ride it...yeaaaaahh that's it kid, ride that fuckin' cock."
I moaned.

The boy began to slam his ass onto my cock. After a couple of minutes, his
legs began to tire and he began to lose rhythm. I grasped the boy's hips,
holding him strong and began to buck my hips...this was also difficult
after a bit. I ended up holding the boy tight as I sat up and the rolled us
forward, rolling the boy onto his back with his legs in the air, all
without pulling out of him. I began to fuck the kid, pounding the full
length of my cock in and out of his tight little asshole.

"Ahhhh my God...hot little fuckin' ass...fuck you all night, kid." I
moaned.

"Yeaaahh...fuck me....coach....Christ you're.....so big!" Jamie moaned in
return.

I fucked him for 5 hard minutes on his back. Every time I felt my juices
begin to boil, I'd back off and slow down until the feeling passed, then
fuck him hard again. Moans, cries and profanities spewed from his mouth as
he begged me to fuck him harder, faster.

I pulled out. "Roll over boy...get that hot little ass in the air...yeah,
that's it kid...gonna pound you from behind for a while."

I spit down the crack of his ass and pushed the saliva into his hole with
my index finger, then neatly re-entered him, sliding in to the balls in one
quick motion.

"Jesus..." he sighed as I grabbed his skinny hips and assaulted his
ass. The slaps of our flesh meeting echoed off the walls as his tight
little boyhole milked my fat cock. Once again, I approached orgasm and
backed down over and over again.

Finally I pulled out and rolled him onto his left side. I straddled his
left leg as I pulled his right leg over my shoulder, spreading his crotch
wide. I took aim and rammed my pevis forward, his tight hole swallowed my
cock once again. I took my free left hand and grasped his hard dick,
stroking it quickly up and down. Every muscle in his young body tightened,
his asshole clamped down on my cock...his cock was a flesh-covered steel
pipe in my hand. His entire body spasmed, once, twice...

"UHHHHHHHHH!! UUUUHHHHHGOD!!" the boy cried.

Thin boy cum shot from his prick, the first squirt landing a good 3 feet
away. The second squirt landed at about half that distance, four more
weaker squirts followed, still more ran down my hand. I removed my hand
from his still-stiff cock, watching it continue to spasm with nothing left
in his nuts to squirt. I licked my hand of his precious offering as I
continued ramming his crotch, the boy still whimpering in pleasure as my
cock proded and massaged his young prostate.

This was all I could stand. My cries of pleasure joined Jamie's. My cock
exploded, unloading gobs of my thick white spunk into his bowels. I
continued slamming my cock into his fuck hole until my nuts ran dry.

Panting, I collapsed beside the boy, taking him into my arms, holding him,
loving him...I didn't ever want to let go. We kissed urgently, passionately
while breathing hard through our noses. When we finally broke the kiss, we
were both still gasping for air.

I glanced at my watch, the only thing I still had on my body.

"Christ, Jamie....look at the time! Your folks!" I got to my feet.

"Don't worry coach...they're out tonight, at my sister's place in
Greenville." he said, looking up at me with a grin. "They won't be back
until after midnight."

I sat down beside him once again, placing my arm around him and pulling him
toward me.

"My brother Scott is the only one home....he won't tell mom and dad what
time I get home, we cover for each other all the time."

I ran my fingers through his hair. "Still, I need to get you home."

"I don't want to go...I wanna stay with you tonight." he said sadly.

"We'll get together again...many times...we'll make a plan on the way
home."

"Ok...we should shower up again."

"Yes, we need to do that."

I got up and went into the locker room. My towel was still laying on the
floor. I picked it up and returned to the wrestling room. I knelt and
cleaned up the boy's sperm, then my own that had leaked from his ass.

We showered, washing each other....I couldn't get enough of his smooth
flesh under my fingers. Occasionally I would stop to kiss his warm willing
mouth, squeezing his soft little butt as my tongue explored his mouth. We
both became hard once again, but did not go further because it was past 9
PM. Freshly showered, we dressed and left the school.

On the way home, we arranged to meet at my place late Friday night after
the game. The boy said he could easily sneak out of the house. I said
"ok". I couldn't believe I was condoning such activity but I couldn't stop
myself. Things would only get worse, or better...depending on your point of
view.


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JON (Friday, September 5th thru Friday, September 19th)

I couldn't believe the change in the boy after that evening. He took over
leadership of the team the next evening at practice and lit a fire under
all their asses. The Quarterback, 14 year-old Donald George, was more than
happy to share the role with Jamie, as he was clueless as to how to fire up
the team.

That Friday evening, the Roseville Wildcats beat the Dumont Bulldogs by a
score of 28-7. My star running back, young Mr. Parker, carried the ball 27
times for 127 yards and 2 rushing touchdowns...a new team record. Their
defense was completely in the dark...they had no idea whether to defend the
pass or the run. Once Jamie got the ball and got past their secondary,
there was no stopping him...he was a rocket, beautiful to watch.

The best part of the evening was when the clock finally ran out. The team
carried the boy off the field on their shoulders.  Every time I think of
that moment, I see it in slow motion. The sheer joy on that kid's face was
enough to make me shed a few tears. The kid was finally happy, and
regardless of how society sees it, I was a part of it. Every time I am
feeling down, I can replay that moment in my mind and actually feel good
about myself.

Later that same evening, Jamie snuck out his bedroom window, telling his 16
year-old brother to please cover for him, and that he owes him a couple. He
came to my back door, as instructed, and knocked so lightly that if I
hadn't been standing by the door, nervously awaiting my young lover, I
wouldn't have heard him.

I let him in and he fell into my arms, so happy to see me and happy about
the team and the game and everything that he wept tears of joy. I held him
so tight that he yelped in pain from the hits he had taken from opposing
team's large defensive players. Later, I stripped the boy naked and rubbed
his aching body down with massage oil.

We made love, talked, made love, had a snack, and made love again. Finally,
with hugs and passionate kisses, I saw him out the door at 4 AM.

The next weekend was pretty much a repeat. Suddenly, the Roseville Wildcats
were unstoppable. Jamies stats were impressive again. 21 carries for 97
yards and a touchdown. Plainfield went down 31-10.

That evening in the locker room, big lineman Danny Wilson said, "Damn,
Parker...what the hell? Where were you those first 4 games...I mean, what's
gotten into your ass?"

I smirked and lowered my head...Jamie looked at me and grinned.

"I'm not sure...but we KICKED THEIR ASSES, DIDN'T WE GUYS?!!"

A deafening cheer boomed from the mostly naked football team.

Jamie's parents were getting up early on Saturday for another out of town
trip, so the boy was able to spend the entire evening with me. It was pure
joy to wake up with him in my arms.

"Where are you going at night? Not that it's any of my business." his
brother, Scott had asked, "You got some chick you're banging somewhere?"

Jamie told me that he had answered his brother with a huge grin, and that
had been enough for him.

"Now you owe me three...time for some payback pretty soon, bro."

"You got it, Scott...just name it."

"When the time comes, you bet your ass I will." Scott had answered with a
grin.

The next week, Jamie had decided that once a week was no longer
enough. Also, he wanted more excitement. We started meeting at the school
for late-night fuck sessions, fucking in the hallways and classrooms, the
gym and my office. I would show up for work completely spent. I needed a
break. I had the answer.

The next weekend in an away game, the town of Thompson came out to witness
the slaughter of their undefeated Titans, and Jamie met my other friend,
Kyle......


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CASEY (Friday, September 26th 6:00 PM)

We figured out by reading the text file on the coaches computer that Jamie
would meet coach Marks at the school tonight at midnight.

I had plans to attend the big game, and of course, Roy was playing. After
stomping the Thompson Titans last week, the Roseville Junior team was now
3-4, with a chance to make .500 for the season if they could get past
Centerville. However, the real excitement would come later.

This Friday night, after the coach is finished with him, I would try to
intercept Jamie outside of the school, assuming that they didn't leave
together, of course. My brother Roy would then get to know his coach all
over again, intimately.

I couldn't wait.

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JON (Friday, September 19th)

I had gotten together with Kyle that afternoon and told him to meet us at
the school around 1:30 AM. I was meeting Jamie there at 1:00...hopefully
the game with Thompson would go as well as the past 2 weeks had. This was
our only "away" game of the second half of the season. Fortunately,
Thompson was only a 20 minute drive from Roseville.

Kyle was excited as hell. He was finally going to meet Jamie, the one I had
told him so much about. We quietly spoke in my office, 2 hours before game
time.

"Am I gonna fuck 'em?" he asked, the excitement evident in his voice.

"Oh yeah, pal...can't wait to see that. I really wish you'd reconsider
letting me tape you...nobody would ever see the tape, I promise."

"I know nobody will ever, cause there will never be a tape of me. I told
you how I feel about that. If I could get that picture you took of me when
I was 15 away from you, you wouldn't have any pictures of me."

"I'm guarding that one will my life, buddy...you'll never find it." I
grinned.

Kyle returned the grin. "Oh well...it's the only one you'll ever have."

"How do you know? Maybe I've been secretly taping our sessions at the
house?" I grinned wider.

"Yeah, right. I know you're not into that...wouldn't be as much fun for
you."

"You got me there, boy...you know me pretty well." I said, "In any event, I
can't wait to watch you fuck that sweet little ass, tape or no tape."

The boy rubbed himself. "No shit, me either...I hope he does well tonight,
so it doesn't spoil the mood."

"Trust me, Kyle...the Titan defense is shaking in their boots right
now. Probably watching tapes of the kid, trying to figure out how in the
hell they're gonna stop him." I grinned. "Oh, by the way, can you help me
load equipment tonight?"

"Sure thing, coach."

The game went as planned, another slaughter featuring running back Jamie
Parker. The much-feared Titan defense looked as if they were playing for
the first time together as a team. When they'd set up for a run, we'd hit
'em with a short pass...after 2 or 3 of those, we'd hand off to Jamie and
let him fly. He hit his season best that night, carrying the ball 28 times
and catching a couple short passes for a total of 145 yards and 2
touchdowns.

The bus ride back was a party. One of the boys had brought his boom box and
the bus rocked into town. Even if they win next week, our boys will not
have a shot at the playoffs, still, the townspeople were out in
droves. People were honking their horns, cheering and waving at the bus as
we drove through town.

Jamie leaned over to me, speaking loud enough that I could hear him over
the music, but not so the other boys could hear.

"This is because of you, you know....you brought me out of my slump..this
is your victory, coach." he said, grinning.

"No, Jamie. I can't take the credit for this...YOU lit a fire under these
boys, you became their leader."

"But YOU lit a fire under me...say what you want coach, but thanks, man...I
will never forget you as long as I live."

"Or I you, little man." I said, close to tears. "I love you kid." I
whispered directly into his ear.

"I love you too, coach." he returned.


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JON (Saturday, September 20th 12:50 AM)

I sat alone on my office, waiting for Jamie to arrive. I would have a
half-hour to explain to the boy about Kyle. I was hoping he'd understand,
but you never know.

At about 12:58, the boy walked into my office.

He was completely naked.

This didn't surprise me. He had played this game before.

"Mmmmmm, man...you look good enough to eat, boy." I said, my cock rising to
the occation in the blue jeans I was wearing.

"Maybe you should, then." he said, grinning.

"Where'd you leave your clothes, boy?"

"Clothes? what clothes?" Jamie looked down at his naked body, feigning
confusion.

"You mean to tell me that you walked to the school naked? That could arouse
suspicion if you were spotted."

"Oh...they're in the lunchroom....I decided to take a quick streak through
the school." he said, the grin threatening to split his face. "See?"

He raised one foot. He was wearing his Nike running shoes.

I sighed deep. The boy grinned even wider. "Let's go get 'em." I sighed.

I stood.

"Get naked" the eager boy said.

"Oh, come on Jamie...not right now, I really need to talk to you for a
bit...it's important."

"C'mon, coach. Get naked, we'll walk to the lunchroom and talk, ok?"

I sighed again and pulled the t-shirt over my head. The boy's grin
returned. I slipped off my shoes and removed my pants and underwear in one
quick motion, then put my shoes on again.

"Satisfied?" I said, standing there with half a hard, wearing only my
shoes.

"Yup." he said.

"Can I carry my gym shorts, just in case?"

"If it makes you feel better."

We started for the door. I got a small rush of adreniline as we walked into
the gym and headed for the main hallway, but not as much as the first night
we did this.

"Ok, so talk." he said as we headed down the main hallway toward the
lunchroom.

"Jamie....you know I love ya, right...no matter what, ok?"

"Sure, coach...what's up?" he said, the grin fading slightly.

"Geez, how do I say this....I guess I just say it." I said and took a
breath, "Kid, you're not the only one."

"Not the only one what?" he said, his grin completely gone now.

I tried to think of how to continue, wishing that I had given myself more
than a half-hour to do this.

"You're not....I mean, I've done it...Oh, Christ!! ...I've been doing it
with someone else....another kid, older than you, but a kid."

Jamie stopped walking...he looked down at his feet. I swore it looked like
he was going to burst into tears.

"Really? ....Who?!" his grin returned. "Who is it, coach....wait, don't
tell me...is he on the team? ...don't tell me that either!...is it Ted
Waters? ...no, everyone thinks he's gay, too obvious."

"You're taking this better than I thought....you're cool with this?"

The boy looked at me, his eyes twinkling in the dim lighting.

"You said you love me...I believe you, ok?"

I pulled the boy toward me and held him. The warmth of his young body made
me fully hard in an instant.

"I do love you, kid...always."

We arrived at the lunchroom. I stopped.

"You undressed here?" I said, annoyed with the boy.

The hallways of our school were quite boring, mostly lined with lockers and
no view of the outside world. Some of the classrooms were the same..those
were the places we had sex. The lunchroom was a different story. The entire
north wall was nothing but windows. A small 2 lane blacktop ran out front
with very little traffic at 1:00 AM on a non-school night. But still,
anyone passing by would have no trouble seeing a naked boy running around.

"Jamie, we talked about this. Any area with windows is off limits." I said
sternly, "I've put up with your little games because they're kind-of a
turn-on...but we CAN'T get caught...we CAN'T.

The boy was staring at his shoes.

"Promise me you'll stay away from the windowed areas." I reached for his
chin and tilted his head.

"Ok, coach, I'm sorry."

"Where are your clothes, buddy."

"Over there." The boy pointed.

I looked and saw them laying hap-hazzardly around the first set of
tables. His underwear were laying on the table, which I thought was a nice
touch.

"On the table, Jamie? Any particular reason?" I grinned.

Yeah, that's the preppy girls table....I also sat my naked ass on it...if
they only knew!" he snickered.

"Wait here."

I donned my shorts, walked over and retrieved the boy's clothing, then
quickly returned to the shelter of the hallway. I handed the kid his
clothes and began walking back the way we came.

"Aren't you forgetting something?"

I stopped and removed my shorts once again.

"Better." he grinned, "Now...who is it?"

"You'll meet him....he'll be here in about 10 minutes."

"Really?!" ....don't tell me...I don't wanna know." He said excitedly,
"Where's he meetin' us?"

"In the locker room, of course...I thought we could all grab a shower."

"Fuck the shower...had one before I left. I wanna fuck." the boy said
matter-of-factly.

I stopped and turned toward him.

"Well, I'm sure we could arrange that."

He reached for me, taking my cock in his hand and beginning to stroke it
gently.

"Let's do it...right here in this hallway." he whispered.

"We gotta go to my office."

"Your friend will find us...I wanna do it."

With that, the kid dropped to his knees. He licked the head of my swollen
cock like a lollypop, grinning at me all the while.

"You want it, don't ya?" he whispered.

"Yeah." I said, my resistance wearing away, just as it always did when the
boy wanted something...he could push my buttons in almost any
situation. "God yeah, kid...suck it."

"Sit down on the floor." he whispered.

I obeyed. The boy laid down, situating himself between my legs and went
down on me immediately, sucking me deep. His ass moved up and down as he
rubbed his hard cock on the cold tiled floor. He had me moaning
uncontrollably within seconds.

"Ahhhh God Jamie...suck it, boy.....Mmmmmmmmmmyeah, that's it...suck that
big cock." I moaned as the boy worked my hard pole up and down,
occasionally pulling it from his mouth to lick it like a lollypop from my
balls to the tip.

Suddenly we heard footsteps. I tensed. The boy kept working. Then a voice.

"Coach?"

I recognized it as Kyle's.

"Yes Kyle, here in the hallway." I said. "Oooooo God kiddo....suck
me...feels soooooo goood."

I watched as Kyle appeared from around the corner, walking slowly toward
us. He stopped about 10 feet from us, watching.

"Holy fuck...right here in the fuckin' hallway." Kyle whispered, his hand
reaching for his cock, gently squeezing.

"Take off your clothes, Kyle." I said, smiling.

Kyle hesitated for a second, then looked around. I couldn't blame him. When
you're in an environment where you are used to seeing lots of people, it's
a bit unnerving. It's kinda like that common dream where you are naked at
school, only without all your peers laughing at you.

Jamie stopped sucking me, rolled over and sat up, leaning back against my
chest. I put my arms around the boy and began feeling him up, tweeking his
nipples, gently stroking his hard meat, fondling his balls.

"This is my friend Jamie, Kyle."

"Hi, Kyle." Jamie said, smiling.

"Hi." Kyle said shakily.

"Check 'em out Kyle." I said as my hands wandered the younger boy's
body. "Want summa this? Can't wait to watch you fuck the shit out of this
hot little man."

"Holy shit." Kyle muttered under his breath. "My God, yes."

I could see Kyle's 7 inch boner aching to get out of his jeans. He grinned,
then reached for his shirt and began pulling it over his head. He stood
there for a second, trembling, then reached for the button on his jeans.

"Yeah...take 'em off." Jamie whispered. I could feel his firm young body
tremble with excitement as the older boy stripped off his clothes in front
of us.

Kyle stepped out of his jeans. His boner tented out the briefs he wore,
revealing his dark brown pubes. He then slipped out of his briefs, his hard
teenage cock sprang free, standing straight out. Jamie was almost
salivating.

Jamie got to his knees and motioned Kyle forward with his hand. Kyle walked
toward the younger boy until the head of his hard cock was mere inches from
Jamie's face.

"Yeaaahhhh." Jamie sighed and enveloped Kyle's meat, sucking him deep.

Kyle sucked in air. "Ahhh God." he sighed as Jamie started sucking him in
earnest, working him up and down as he did to me just minutes earlier.

I stood and moved in behind Kyle, placing my hands on his smooth chest.

"Feel good, man?" I whispered.

"Oh God, yeah....Ahhhhhhhh shit."

"I can hardly wait to watch you fuck 'em...you ready for that?"

"Yeah....wanna fuck 'em." Kyle whispered.

I moved away from Kyle and hunkered down by Jamie. I watched as his
talented young mouth glided up and down Kyle's Stiff pole. I placed my hand
on his ass and began to move my fingers over the smooth flesh...moving down
his crack to his warm asshole.

"My friend would really like to fuck you, Jamie...you want him to?" I
whispered as I gently rubbed my fingers over his boyhole.

"Mmmm Hmmm." he moaned, not bothering to remove his new toy from his mouth.

"Let's go to the wrestling room, ok buddy?  ...we can get down on the
mats. Kyle and I will take turns fucking your sweet little ass." I
whispered, my finger increasing pressure on his asshole as I massaged it.

Jamie came up for air. "K." he answered. "Let's go."

I stood. "Get your clothes," I instructed Kyle, "We're going to the
wrestling room."

I kissed Jamie on the cheek and rose. I picked up my shorts and helped
Jamie gather his clothes. A minute later we were all laying in the
wrestling room, the door locked securly behind us. Jamie began where he had
left off, sucking the 17-year-old's hard cock.

"Get 'em ready," Kyle whispered to me, his face a mask of extasy, "I can't
take much more of this....Ahhhhhhh my God, coach..this kid knows how to
suck....feels so fucking good."

Kyle lay on his back while Jamie was spralled between his legs sucking his
cock, his right leg pulled up slightly...spreading his hole nicely. I
brought myself between the boy's legs and began to lick his asshole. No
matter how many times I did this I could never tire of it. I spread his
little cheeks with my hands and tongued him deep. Jamie moaned, spreading
his legs wide as he continued to pleasure Kyle.

"Kyle," I said, "C'mon back here."

Jamie reluctantly gave up Kyle's cock as the older boy sat up and move back
to where I was. I wet my middle finger and shoved it up Jamie's ass. I
began slowly working it in and out of the boy's tight hole as Kyle looked
on.

"Get yourself wet." I instructed Kyle.

Kyle spit a couple of times into his right palm and began stroking his
cock. I pulled my finger out of the boy's asshole and grabbed his hips,
lifting his sweet little butt into the air.

"Check it out, buddy...you wanna fuck that?" I gestured towards the younger
boy's ass.

Kyle walked on his knees until he was behind the boy, his cock pointed
toward it's destination. He pushed it forward until it was up against
Jamie's tight sphincter.

"Ahhhhhh God, stick me, man....stick it in there." Jamie moaned as he
thrust his ass upward. "Fuck my ass...yesssssss."

Kyle pushed again and his cock slipped easily into the boy's ass.

"Ahhhhh Christ!" Kyle cried as his dick slid home.

"Yeahhhhh....ahhhhh fuck yeahhhhh." Jamie moaned.

"Fuck 'em." I whispered. "Fuck that hot little ass."

Kyle grabbed the kid by the hips and began to screw him, working his cock
slowly in and out.

"Ahhh yeah...hot little ass...feels so good in there." Kyle moaned.

"Yeah, kid." I sighed, "Give it to 'em harder...he loves it when you pound
his ass...yeah, that's it...hammer that fucker."

Kyle did as he was told, slamming his cock into the boy. The slapping sound
of flesh meeting flesh echoed off the painted brick walls of the wrestling
room.

"Yeah! Fuck me! Ohhhhhhh God yeah!" Jamie cried.

I brought my cock to Jamie's sweet young face. I grabbed the back of his
skinny little neck with my right hand.

"Suck my cock, boy.....Ahhhhhhhh yeah. Gonna fuck your face." I moaned as I
began pumping my dick in and out of the boy's warm soft mouth.

I looked up at Kyle. He grinned.

"We can have this any time we want, Kyle...he's all mine." I said.

Kyle watched intently as I pulled my dick from the boy's mouth and began
slapping his face with it. Jamie tongued it, his mouth open wide as my
thick meat slapped his face.

"Who do you belong to, kid?"

"Aaaaaaahhhh....you, coach." Jamie moaned.

"Whenever I wanna fuck, what do you do?" I sighed.

"Spread my ass." he replied.

Jamie and I had been through this routine before, it turned him on to the
max to think that I owned him and could use him at any time.

"Yeahhh....suck my cock...that's my gooood boy." I moaned as I shoved his
mouth full of my dick once again.

The kid went after it with gusto, sucking me deep and hard. I felt the
familiar tingle begin in my nuts...I knew I would have to wait a bit to
fuck the boy, there was no stopping me now.

"Ahhhhhhh, shit....hope you're hungry, boy! Ahhhhh God! Uhh Uhh Uhhhh Uhhhh
Uhhhhhh UUHHHH! UHHHHH! AAAHHHHHHHHHHHYEAH!!"

I grabbed the kid by the hair with my left hand and pulled my cock free of
his mouth. I began pumping my dick with my right hand. Jamie's mouth was
open wide as my load shot from my cock with force, directly into his
mouth. As he closed his mouth to swallow, the next blast hit, spraying his
lips, spattering on his face and his soft sandy-colored hair. I placed my
cock back in his mouth, the boy hungrily sucked down the rest. Cum ran from
his face, dripping from his chin as he finished me off.

Kyle witnessed this and began to loudly announce the coming of his
orgasm. His hard young cock whipped in and out of the boy with amazing
quickness. The slapping sound of their flesh pounding together sounded like
someone cracking a whip at an impossible speed.

"UUUUUUUUUUHHH!!!! UUUUUUUUHHHGOD!!" Kyle cried as he emptied his nuts into
a boy he had known for less than a half hour. His back arched as his entire
body spasmed, his teenage cock jetted thick white cum deep into Jamie's
bowels.

Panting hard, Kyle pulled his half-hard cock from the boy. I moved back by
Kyle in time to see Jamie's asshole spasm. A bit of Kyle's load leaked out
and ran between his legs. As Jamie rolled over, I lifted his legs in the
air and brought myself between them, placing my mouth over his hole. I
began to suck. Jamie moaned as his hole spasmed again, releasing more of
the older boy's still-hot spunk into my eager mouth. Not wanting to be left
out of the action, Kyle came at Jamie from the side, sucking the kid's hard
5 incher into his mouth and began to bob up and down. The boy spread his
legs wide. His well-fucked hole spasmed again and again, feeding me a
seemingly endless supply of Kyle's cum. Finally, Jamie's hips began to buck
wildly.

"AHHHHHHHGGGGGGGGHHH!! AAAAHHHHYEAH!!" he cried as his narrow cock filled
Kyle's mouth with fresh boy cum. His slim body spasmed as his orgasm shook
his young body. When he finally had no more to give, he relaxed, gasping
for air. I moved up and lay beside him, placing my hand on his heaving
chest.

"Wanna take a shower, buddy?" I whispered.

"Yeah." he sighed as my hand gently rubbed his firm chest.

As we showered together, Kyle was snapping pictures with my digital camera.

Later, we moved into my office. Kyle took more still shots as I pleasured
the boy. Then, still naked, he ran my video camera as I fucked the boy
hard. The kid shot his load onto my desk while I came up his tight ass.

Jamie loved the camera, loved the idea that someone might be watching
him. The next evening I gave him the thrill of his young life when I fucked
him on the 50 yard line of the football field at 2 in the morning. I have
to admit that it excited me as well.

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CASEY (NOW)


"How did you get the key?" I asked as we crept around the side of the
school.

"I got it off the janitor's keyring at lunch today." Roy answered.

I had originally planned on going in through a window I unlocked today
during study hall, but since Roy has a key to the side door, we decided to
use it. Once the janitor discovers that it is missing, the lock will be
changed.

We entered through the side door. The gym building and coach Mark's office
is on the other side of the main building which we just entered, so we
began to walk.

About halfway there, I paused. "Hear that?" I whispered.

"What?"

"Listen."

We listened.

"I can't hear anything." Roy whispered.

"Let's go...they're doin' it...I heard them!" I whispered.

I began to walk faster. We arrived in the lunchroom.

"We gotta get low and move quick...don't want anyone to see us." Roy
whispered.

We were just about to move when I heard it, louder this time. Roy heard it
this time as well. Young Jamie Parker was moaning.

"Let's go!" I whispered.

We ducked down and moved into the lunchroom.


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JON (NOW)

The boy was wearing his shoulder pads and jock strap. I pummelled his tight
young ass, fucking my champion running back hard.

His skills had won the game for us once again. I told him if he performed
well, I would give him the fuck of his young life. Judging by his cries of
pleasure, I wasn't disapointing him. I smacked into him hard, occasionally
grinding my hips, reaming his little butthole. He'll have trouble walking
tomorrow, but I don't think he'll mind.

"Ohhhh God! Fuck me, coach!" He cried as our bodies slapped together again
and again.

"I could never get tired of you, my private little FUCK." I grunted, "I'm
gonna fuck you so hard, you won't be able to walk tomorrow."

I was completely lost in the boy, lost in the feel of his tight fuck-hole
milking my cock. So lost, that I didn't even hear the familiar screech of
the locker room door open.


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CASEY (NOW)

"Man!" Roy whispered, "Listen to 'em go!"

"Yeah, no shit! How we gonna get in there? The door squeeks like hell!" I
said.

The locker room layout was pretty simple, Roy and I would simply have to
sneak past the office and hide behind the lockers. We would then be able to
watch through the large windows that made up the front of Coach Mark's
office.

"Open it slow, dude..."

I turned the knob and pulled it slowly toward me. The squeek was there, but
the two were pretty much into it and didn't hear. Once inside, we got down
on our hands and knees and crawled past the shower room to the lockers. We
peaked around.

Jamie was laying on the coach's desk on his back, his skinny legs in the
air. Coach Marks was holding the boy's feet in his hands as he fucked him
like a maniac.

"Wow...check it out!" I whispered, "He's fuckin' the shit out of
'em...that's so fuckin' hot! Jesus, I got wood..you got wood, Roy?"

"What do ya think, dipshit...'course I got fuckin' wood." Roy said,
grabbing the front of his sweats. "You wearin' undies, bro?"

"Yeah...you?"

"Hell no...just sweats, shoes and a t-shirt....as soon as he gets rid of
our star running back, I'm gonna have that cock planted up my ass."

I slipped my hand down the back of my brother's sweats. I loved the feel of
his soft ass against my hand. Often times after we had finished our nightly
lovemaking and Roy was asleep, I would lay in bed with him at night and
gently rub his soft cheeks. I slipped my finger down the crack and found
his asshole. Roy adjusted his stance in order to give me better access.

In the office, Coach had pulled his cock out of the boy. It jutted out from
his body, fat and throbbing.

"Holy shit!" Roy whispered, "Can't wait to have that big fucker inside me."

Coach Marks ordered Jamie to lose the shoulder pads and bend over the
desk. Coach pulled off the boy's jock and entered him from behind. The
sounds of their fucking filled the locker room. Jamie now has his cock in
hand, jacking it quickly up and down as moans, profanities and shrill cries
of pleasure flow from his mouth.

I pulled my hand out of Roy's sweats, wet my finger and slipped my hand
back in. I found his asshole and slipped the wet finger inside him, gently
finger-fucking him. My brother sighs and pulls his sweats down.

"Ohhhhh my God kid yeah......Ahhhhhh my fucking God....gonna fill you up,
boy." cried Coach
Marks. "Uuuhhhhhh...uuuhhhGodyesss....yeah....UHHHHHYEAH....UUUUUUGGGG!!
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhyeah.....Ahhhhhhhhh."

Coach slammed his cock home one last time as his balls emptied into the
boy. Justin's whimpering began to take on a high pitch. His hand flew up
and down his bright red prick, his entire body is visibly trembling.

Suddenly his head flew back against the coaches chest, his mouth wide open
as he screamed in pleasure. Coach moved his hands from Jamie's hips and
grasped his nipples, gently twisting them as the first powerful squirts of
cum jetted from the 13 year-old's hard cock. Coach brought his face to
Jamie's neck, kissing and nipping at the soft skin as he continued to
pleasure his firm chest. Coach pulled his cock halfway out, then rammed it
home again. The boy's cock spasmed and began to squirt again. White cum
flowed down the side of coach's desk and dripped onto the floor. Finally
Jamie finished and stood still, gasping for breath.

"Damn...that was so fucking hot!" I whispered. "Hope he's ready for more."

Coach pulled his now-soft cock out of the kid and turned Jamie to face
him. Their lips met. They kissed passionately for several minutes. Coach
then sat in his chair, the boy on his lap.

They talk quietly for a while, it's hard to hear what they are saying. The
coach is lovingly stroking his young lover's hair as he speaks, Jamie
appears to be slightly upset. Finally, they kiss again. Then Jamie gets up
and begins gathering his clothes.

"Can't I come home with you?" Jamie says, louder now.

"I promise I will see you on Sunday, Jamie...ok?"

"I guess." he finished dressing himself.

Coach stands and the boy hugs him fiercely. They kiss once more. Jamie then
opens the office door and leaves.

"Jamie?" the coach says.

"Yeah?"

"I love you, buddy."

"I love you too, coach."

The screech of the locker room door, then silence. Coach, still naked, sits
in his chair and leans back, his hands behind his head. He closes his eyes
and smiles.

"Time to go, bro, before he gets too far." Roy says.

"Good luck, bro." I said.

"You too."

Just then, we hear the quiet, slow squeek of the door once again. We look
at each other thinking that perhaps Jamie has returned. I peer around the
lockers. I see nothing. Coach is sitting as he was.

"Maybe it was another door." Roy shrugged.

"Maybe...Gotta go." I said.

Roy pulled off his shirt, grinning. "Have fun, bro...I know I will." he
whispered.

I winked, then got low and moved toward the door, where I stood until I saw
Roy approach the coaches office. Roy, wearing only his sweats gave me the
thumbs up. I opened the door, not caring how much noise I made, and left.


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CASEY (NOW)

I ran through the gym, not knowing which door Jamie would use. I figured
he'd use the gym door that opened to the rear of the school, so I went for
that one.

It was a grand evening. A gentle breeze was blowing. A great night for a
fuck, I thought. I wouldn't even have to spit on my dick...the coach's cum
would work just fine.

I glanced to the left and right, not wanting Jamie to see me. I didn't see
him, however. Then I remembered how he loved to run.

I thought to myself, If he has started running home, I'll never fucking
catch him! Shit!

We had waited in the locker room because the door had squeeked, that was
probably enough time for him to take off.

Shit.

Just then, I heard him cry out in terror. Then laughter....laughter I
didn't recognize. It was coming from behind the woodshop building...where a
lot of the guys like to sneak out and have a smoke if the teacher wasn't
watching. I carefully walked to the corner and got down on my hands and
knees and peeked around a bush.

"What the fuck are you doing here, Scott? Jesus Christ! You scared the shit
out of me!" Jamie said.

The Wood Shop and Metal Shop at Roseville were located outside the main
building. The wood shop building ran parallel to the school building and
the metal shop building ran parallel to it, about 50 yards behind it. Thick
bushes were planted at each end of the open space between the
buildings. Both buildings were windowless, which made the closed-in area
between a perfect place to have a smoke, or a joint if you were into that.

"No," said Scott. "I think the question is, what in the fuck are YOU doing
here?"

"None of your fucking business."

"I think mom and dad will think otherwise."

This was Jamie's older brother.

Shit!

"What the fuck, Scott...you've always covered for me before. No questions
asked. I've done the same for you."

"I just got curious, little brother." Scott said with a grin. "I thought my
horny little brother is finally getting his pecker wet...so I just wanted
to check it out, never planned to tell mom and dad or anything."

"So..."

"So I followed you."

"An..And...what?"

"I was in the locker room tonight, Jamie."

There was only one small night light in the smoking place. It didn't shed a
whole lot of light on the situation. However, I could still see Jamie's
face go pale.

"You...." Jamie swallowed hard. "You were...in there?"

"I was in the shower room....I saw everything."

If someone would have been watching me, I'm sure I went pale at that
moment.

"I think there was someone else watching, too...I heard the door and saw
shadows, but I scrambled back into the corner so I wouldn't be seen. By the
time I peeked out again, I didn't see anybody."

The second door squeek. It had been Scott....but he hadn't seen us, that
was a relief. But Roy was with coach right now, doing
God-knows-what. Should I warn him? Will Scott call the cops? I waited.

All these thoughts went through my head in a matter of two seconds. Jamie
had plopped down on the ground and was crying. Heavy sobs racked his body
and my heart cried out for him.

Scott stood over him, he was no longer smiling.

"So....you're gay then."

"D....Du...DUH! ...t...tell m..me...wh...what was you're..fff...first clue,
Bro?" Jamie said through his sobs. "Y...you gonna t..tell ma....mom and
dad?"

Scott hunkered down and placed his hand on Jamie's shoulder.

"No, man! ...what the fuck Jamie...I wouldn't. You should really know
that." Scott said as he squeezed his brother's shoulder. "I really kinda
figured it, but I didn't say anything...I've seen your Playgirl mags."

"Y..you really won't tell?" Jamie said looking up at his brother, tears
streaming down his face.

"No way....your secret is safe...although you'll probably have to tell 'em
someday. They'll be expecting a wife and grandkids." Scott grinned.

Jamie giggled and they both laughed.

Scott reached into his back pocket and pulled out a hanky. "Here,
dude. Your face is all fucking snot...really fucking gross, man." He
grinned again.

Jamie examined the hanky.

"Hey, don't worry, dude." Scott said, grinning wide. "I've only used it
fifteen or twenty times."

"Gross!" exclaimed Jamie, handing it back to his brother.

"Kidding, dude....it's clean."

Jamie mopped off his face and blew his nose several times, then offered it
back to his brother.

"You gotta be kidding...keep it dude."

Jamie placed it in his back pocket. They sat together in silence for a few
minutes.

"So.....what's it like...you know?" Scott said.

"What's what like?"

"Well...if you don't mind talking about it....you know...what's it like
taking it, you know...taking it up the...ass?"

Jamie looked down. He was clearly embarrased, but he was smiling.

"You really wanna know?"

"Well....uh, yeah...just, you know...curious." Scott stammered.

"The first time...it hurt a little. It still does, if he starts out too
quick. It's gotta go in slow to start. Then once he gets going...well, I
can't explain it. It feels so fucking good...him being up inside me like
that."

Scott smiled and looked into his brother's eyes as Jamie spoke. They looked
so beautiful, sitting there together. It reminded me of the wonderful bond
I share with my brother, Roy.

"It looked like you really enjoyed it...and coach Marks...how did you two
ever..get together?"

"It just happened one night after practice." Jamie said, relating the story
of his first time in the locker room with coach.

"That's cool. I'll cover for you anytime, dude....just ask."

"Thanks, Scott."

Silence drew out again...one minute...two..five. I thought I might fall
asleep laying under that bush. Then Scott spoke up.

"Wow. ....you know....well, I'm pretty sure that I like chicks and all...in
fact I KNOW I do. But watching you tonight..." Scott stammered.

He was silent for a moment.

"What?" Jamie asked, grinning.

"Well....I kinda got...well..got...got a wood."

"...Really?..."

".....I mean, you were just so INTO it...his cock inside you...the way you
moved...and moaned and stuff...GOD! I'm getting one now!" he grinned.

"Maybe you like both ways...I mean dudes and chicks both...I've read lots
of stuff about that. It's called bisexual."

"Well....I don't know. I guess anything is possible."

That sat in silence for a few minutes. Jamie finally lay back, looking at
the stars. Scott joined him eventually and they lay together in silence,
their chests rising and falling. It was a beautiful moment. Better than
five minutes passed again.

After a bit, I noticed Scott's hand move to his crotch and he began to
gently rub himself there.

"You know....you do owe me a couple....I know how you could pay me back."
Scott said finally, raising his head to look at his brother.

Jamie rolled on his side to face his brother, propping his head up on his
hand. Scott's hand fell away from his jeans, but he was clearly hard.

"Huh?" Jamie looked confused.

"No...nothing...never mind." Scott said

It finally hit Jamie what his brother was getting at..he grinned. Scott lay
with his eyes closed, clearly embarrased.

"You want me to suck you?" he asked.

"Well...I ..well...Damn, Jamie...I just don't...." Scott stammered.

"Cause I will.....if you want me to....you wouldn't have to jack off
tonight."

"I don't know what you mean." Scott said, but he was grinning.

"C'mon, Scott...I sleep 10 feet away from you. I listen to you jack it
almost every night. Sometimes, I even do it with you."

"Really?"

"Yeah...get's me off, listening to you cum."

Scott said nothing. Finally, Jamie placed his hand on his brother's
package. I began to get hard as I watched. I would have to jack off soon, I
didn't think I could take much more.

Scott jumped slightly as he felt his brother's hand on his pants, but then
he lay still. Jamie began to rub with the flat of his hand, up and
down. After a bit, Scott began to push his hips upward to meet Jamie's
advances.

Eventually, Jamie rose. He brought himself between his brother's legs and
began to un-button and unzip his jeans. Scott raised his hips and Jamie
pulled down his pants. His cock looked like, from where I was spying, about
7-plus inches. I couldn't see what color his pubes were, only that they
were dark.

"Man...I ain't never seen you hard before...cool." sighed Jamie. He opened
his mouth wide and enveloped his brother's hard dick.

"Ahhhhhhhh." Scott sighed as Jamie began bobbing up and down. "What's it
like...I mean, what's it taste like....Jesus, that feels so good."

Jamie rose. "It's fuckin' tasty...I could suck it all night." he said, then
wrapped his lips around it once again.

He sucked him for a few minutes, bobbing slowly up and down, running his
tongue around the perfect crown. Scott moaned and writhed on the ground,
pushing his hips upward as his brother sucked him.

Jamie stopped abruptly and began removing Scott's shoes. Once he completed
this, he finished removing his pants and underwear.

"Take off your shirt."

"Huh?"

"Take off your shirt...I want you naked."

Scott sat up and pulled his shirt over his head, then he lay back down,
placing his hands behind his head.

"Man, I never really noticed how fucking hot you are." Jamie said, moving
up between the older boy's legs.

He took Scott's dick into his mouth once again, working faster this
time. His left hand fondled his brother's balls while his right stroked his
smooth chest.

Jamie paused briefly to pull his own shirt over his head, then plunged back
down, sucking hungrily.

"Ahhhh...God ....Yeahhhhhh...Fuck bro, that feels so good." Scott
moaned. "I'm getting close, dude."

As he sucked, he began to work on the task of removing his own pants. I
couldn't take much more. I shifted to a sitting position between 2 bushes
and removed my shoes, then my pants and underwear. I took my cock in hand
and began to stroke gently.

Both brothers were naked now. Jamie pulled away from Scott's hard dick and
began to kiss and lick his way up his torso. He finally settled his naked
body down on Scott's, taking the older boy's left nipple into his mouth.

"Oh my God...Jamie...yeahhhh." Scott moaned as he spread his legs. Jamie's
lithe body slipped neatly between his legs. Scott's hands came from behind
his head and settled on his brother's back.

"God...you're so warm...so fucking soft....Ahhh my God, feels so good, bro"
Scott whispered as his hands moved slowly up and down his brother's smooth
back.

Jamie lifted his head and looked into his brother's eyes, then slowly
lowered his face to meet Scott's. He placed a gentle kiss on the
16-year-old's lips.

Scott smiled. Jamie returned it. Scott's hands moved down his brother's
back, settling on the younger boy's firm ass. Scott raised his head off the
ground, his mouth open. He tilted his head as Jamie moved in to meet
him. Their lips met. Scott squeezed Jamie's ass as they kissed. Jamie's ass
moved up and down as they ground their bodies together, moaning,
kissing. Jamie broke the kiss, breathing hard and lifted his head.

"OhhhGod, bro....I want you." He panted.

"Yeah..." Scott moaned. "I don't believe we're doing this."

"Fuck me...." Jamie sighed.

"Yeah..."

"Stick it in me."

"Oh God, yeah."

Jamie rose to his knees, still between his brother's spread legs. Scott
reached for the boy's hard dick and began to stroke it. He then sat and
brought his face to Jamie's cock.

"I gotta try this first...it's only fair, you did me." he said, and
gingerly took the 13-year-old's cock into his mouth.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh." Jamie sighed as he felt his brother's warm, wet mouth cover
his five inches.

I was naked now, pounding my rock hard cock...building to orgasm and
backing down. I twisted and played with my nipples as I jerked
it...thinking about coach and Roy in the locker room. Roy almost certainly
had coaches fat cock inside him by now. I picked up speed again, watching
the two brothers as they prepared to fuck.

Jamie was now on his back, laying spread-eagle as his big brother serviced
his hard young dick.

"My God, I can't believe I'm doing this!" Scott said as he came up for
air. "It's fuckin' fantastic!"

He lowered his head once again, this time taking Jamie's balls into his
mouth, grunting and slurping.

"Ahhhhhhhhh, Fuck....eat my crotch."

"Roll over...gotta get you wet." Scott said. "I seen coach do this to
ya....I think I can do it. Hell, I think I could do pretty much anything
right now."

Jamie rolled over and spread wide. Scott brought his mouth to his brother's
butt crack. He took a timid test-lick. He grinned. He took another, longer
this time.

"Wow....it kinda tastes like...well, sometimes when I jack off, I taste my
cum..it's kinda like that." Scott said.

He went back down and began to eat.

"It's coaches cum, dude...he came up my ass, remember?" Jamie said.

Scott raised his head for a second and hesitated, then lowered it again and
began to eat once more, licking his brother deep.

"Ahhh yeah...eat it, Scott...lick his load from my ass...My God that's so
fuckin' hot" Jamie moaned, pushing his butt up into Scott's face.

"Mmmmmmm....MmmmmGod." Scott moaned.

Sucking sounds echoed between the buildings as Scott buried his face in his
brother's butt. I couldn't take any more. I had planned to get laid this
week, and I wasn't going to be denied.

Completely naked and hard as a stone, I rose and walked toward the two
brothers, gently stroking my cock as I walked.

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Hello. For those of you paying attention to the story line, I hope the
different dates and narrators didn't confuse you too much....as for those
of you who just skip to the sex....never mind.

There's more to cum, dudes. I've got some cool ideas for the final
chapter..Dan the bus driver will be back...stay tuned. Please write and
tell me if you are into it...thanks for all the email! I love hearing from
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