Brotein! Ch. 03

"Alright, team, gather around,"

Standing right behind Coach, I admired how his track pants perfectly hugged his big ass. I wanted to touch it real bad, and just like that, my dick sprung to attention again.

Coach Thompson was completely oblivious to the fact that I was standing behind him, my dick standing at full attention.

As our team gathered around, Coach began to give a speech, his voice booming with confidence and authority. I couldn't help but be turned on by his alpha male persona. It was the way he commanded the room with his every word.

As he continued speaking, my arousal rose, and I desperately started wanting Coach. I stepped forward, my dick twitching with anticipation, and poked his round glutes with the tip of my dick.

"What the!"

Poke! Poke! Poke!

Coach grunted and, without any notice, pulled his pants off with full force, revealing his glorious ass framed in a white jockstrap.

I gasped and immediately started knocking at his exposed hole with my dick. Coach Thompson pushed his weight into me, and my cock started to enter his ass automatically.

He gasped, and Coach's body tensed and became rigid as I began to fuck him. The other players were still gathered around, completely oblivious to what was happening, as Coach continued to give his speech.

"We are going to win every game, boys!"

Coach yelled, his voice rising with excitement.

"Thanks to Alex's special protein, we will be unstoppable!"

I couldn't help but moan with pleasure as I continued to pound into Coach's ass, feeling the tightness of his body wrapped around me. His speech aroused me even more, fueling my desire and pushing me to go even harder.

This was mental!

Everyone started cheering and roaring as Coach continued his speech, making me go crazy and fuck him even harder. It was exhilarating to see all those straight guys' faces that once intimidated me cheer me on and look at me with amazement as I fucked my Coach in front of them.

"Let's show these other teams what we are made of!"

As Coach's speech reached its climax, so did I. I felt the orgasm building deep within me, a surge of pleasure that overwhelmed me completely.

And then it happened. I came deep inside Coach's ass, my special protein flooding his body and filling him with renewed energy and strength.

"Ahhhhh! Feels good, Alex!"

As I pulled out of him, I couldn't help but smile, knowing we would be victorious in our upcoming matches. All thanks to me indulging in my deepest desires.

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The football field was buzzing with anticipation. Coach had become accustomed to the unorthodox training method introduced by Jake and Adam, which we called protein extraction practice.

The entire team, wearing their football gear, surrounded me like a pack of hungry wolves, their eyes fixed on my pulsating dick. The air was filled with tension and the desperate desire to gain an advantage on the field. Coach's voice echoed across the field with excitement.

"Alright, boys, it's time to extract that special protein! Get in there and show me what you're made of!"

The team, fueled by ambition, eagerly approached, their mouths and asses craving the taste and penetration of my dick. As time passed, it was like their bodies became addicted to the protein inside my balls.

The first to make his move was Jake, his eyes flickering as he knelt before me, ready to take me into his mouth.

"Bro, give me a good shot this time. I need it bad!"

His lips closed around my hard-on, his tongue dancing along its length. The sensation of his warm, wet mouth wrapped around me was perfect, driving waves of pleasure through me.

Meanwhile, Adam positioned himself, his backside ready to receive my dick. I got distracted.

"Sorry, Jake, you will have to await your turn some more."

My dick plopped out of Jake's mouth.

"Hey, Bro! No! Give it back!"

Adam's ass looked so good, all perked up like this, and it was even hotter that he was still wearing his football gear besides the pants, of course.

With a guiding hand, I entered slowly.

Godamn, his ass was still so tight!

He moaned as I thrust into him, and his eyes locked with mine, an unspoken understanding of the pleasure and growth we shared.

Everything unfolded like a fevered dream as my teammates took their turn, one by one, of taking my dick into their mouths or asses. The sound of moans, wet mouths, and the rhythm of our bodies filled the air, blending with Coach's cheers and encouraging words. After a while, Adam hopped back on my dick.

"Take it deep, bro. Show me how much you want it!"

My voice was filled with desire.

"Feel that protein filling you up, Adam. Take it all,"

I whispered into his ear. Coach's voice rang out, guiding and instructing with an intoxicating mix of authority and desire.

"That's it, boys! Take it all in. Show me your dedication. Feel the power surging through your bodies!"

Coach's words drove us to push our limits, to explore new territories of pleasure. In this collective ecstasy, I could feel the transformation within us all. The bond between us blurred the lines between dominance and submission, pleasure and ambition fused into something indistinguishable.

Our collective gasps of satisfaction filled the air. The field was a battleground of spent bodies and shimmering sweat. The football field became my canvas for my darkest and most forbidden desires, a sanctuary where strength and lust intertwined.

This was the best training method ever!

Everyone's anticipation reached its climax as the whole team of my big, muscular teammates scooched their faces as close to my twitching dick as possible. Their bodies were a sea of bulging muscles, their eyes filled with an insatiable hunger for my special protein.

The power dynamic between us had shifted dramatically. Just a week ago, I was a lonely gay man among a team of straight players. I now found myself at the center of their desires and attention. My body trembled with anticipation as I gripped my dick, feeling the waves of ecstasy building within me.

"Yeah! Shoot it Alex! Give us your protein!"

"Fuck yeah, bro! Make us stronger."

"Let's go boys!"

Hearing everyone cheer for me drove me over the edge.

Coach's eyes gleamed with excitement and approval as he applauded, his authoritative presence heightening the moment's intensity.

With a deep breath, I surrendered to the feeling inside me. My body tensed, and a roar escaped my lips as I exploded in a powerful orgasm. My special protein surged forth, directed toward my teammates and friends' waiting faces and mouths.

As my orgasm washed over me, thick, milky fluid burst forth, covering the faces and mouths of my teammates. It splattered across their chiseled jaws, eager tongues, and open lips, leaving them drenched in the physical manifestation of my lust.

Their eyes sparkled with a mix of satisfaction and awe, their expressions reflecting the forbidden pleasures they had experienced. Coach's voice rang out above the chorus of moans and gasps. His tone was full of admiration and authority.

"Incredible, boys! Look at what you've accomplished. You've tapped into a power beyond anything we could have imagined."

His words further solidified our bond, validating the path we had chosen to explore. The moment lingered, suspended in time, as I reveled in the taboo pleasures that had become integral to my life.

As I caught my breath and basked in the afterglow, it became clear to me that the football field would forever be a playground for my desires.

The next day

The sun hung high in the sky as we gathered on the football field, anticipation buzzing in the air. Excitement crackled through the team as one of my new ideas took root. Coach Thompson had invited everyone's dads to witness the power of the special protein practice. It was an audacious move, but thanks to some convincing, everyone agreed.

My team was proud and powerful, and Coach wanted to share our accomplishments.

The dads started to arrive on the field.

Their eyes filled with curiosity and a touch of apprehension. Coach Thompson took charge. He stood before the group of men and started to explain the intricacies of the training method, his words laced with a blend of scientific explanation and a hint of desire.

The dads listened intently, their minds opening to the possibilities that lay before them.

With a sense of camaraderie, the dads took their seats on the sidelines, their gazes fixed on their sons and me. The atmosphere was electric, a potent mix of support and anticipation that mirrored the intensity of a live football game. They cheered for their sons, expressing their excitement as though they were watching a regular match.

Was I taking things too far?

to be continued...