Coached Ch. 01

"Yes! Fuck him, Coach. Fuck him hard!" squeals Damien, just about severing his nipples from his body with his twisting and tweaking.

Pistoning faster and faster, knowing I'm jabbing Jesse's sweet spot with each inward thrust, I rocket toward my own release. "Such a sweet, sweet ass, Jesse. I'm going to love fucking you again and again. That's it, beautiful. Take it. Take it all. Make my cock feel good. Make it feel so good I unload in your hot little ass!"

"Yes! Oh, yes! Fuck me! Feels so fucking good! Fill my ass!"

"Come for me, Jesse. Come for me, now!" I growl as my own hips jerk erratically, my balls tightening just before they explode, sending my release thundering through my cock and into the condom. Feeling his inner muscles clench spasmodically, milking my still twitching cock, I know he's ejaculating all over my desk. His cries are merely confirmation.

Turning to Damien, I croak, "You may touch your dick."

"Oh, thank fucking Christ!" All it takes is three tugs, and he is shooting his load all over his chest, his juice almost reaching his throat with the force of his climax.

Easing myself out of Jesse, I dispose of the condom in my wastepaper basket. We all take a moment to regain our senses and our ability to breathe normally. Jesse remains sprawled over my desk, his face flushed, but sated and content.

"Come here, Damien." I instruct quietly, waiting for him to stand beside me before I speak again. Reaching out, I touch the cheek of Jesse's ass, slowly stroking and caressing it. Out of the corner of my eye, I can see Damien's fascination with his friend's anus. "That's it, Damien. Look. See how his skin shivers at my touch? How he pushes his backside up and into my hand? See how his pucker flutters as my fingers moves closer and closer?" At his eager nod, I resume, "That will be your ass next week." I smile as they both groan. "I think, gents, this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship."