The New Coach

Beside me, Annie came with a loud cry. I looked at her as Robert pounded my ass. Her head was thrown back and her eyes were closed tightly as her hand worked furiously in her crotch. I felt my own orgasm rapidly approaching and hoped I would last until she opened her eyes and could watch.

I got my wish when, as her orgasm subsided, Robert grunted and said he was going to come. Annie opened her eyes and looked down at our mated crotches. Just as Robert's warm cum flooded my asshole I came as well, shooting multiple jets of come onto my face, chest, and stomach. Robert came a lot too, shooting several jets of warm cum deep in my asshole. It felt exquisite.

When I finished spurting, I licked the cum that had landed on my lips, and used my fingers to clean my face and drink that as well. Robert kept his cock buried in my asshole until he went limp and it eased out in a gush of his sperm.

"That was incredible, Drew," he said.

"Yes, thank you," Annie said. "I do believe that was the most exciting sex I've ever seen." She opened a plastic container of moist towelettes and handed one to Robert, who stood and began to clean himself.

Then Annie removed another towelette and said to me, "May I clean you?"

I said she could, and she used the towelette to clean my cum off of my face, chest and stomach, humming quietly as she worked. She discarded the first towelette and removed another one from the container, cleaning my cock and balls, and then my asshole. The feeling when she wiped my ass slowly was incredible, and my cock began to swell again.

"Oh, my!" Annie exclaimed. "So nice to be young and so resilient!"

Annie finished cleaning me and discarded the towelette. She stood up and pulled up her panties and jeans, and I saw that Robert was also getting dressed. Annie indicated that I should get dressed also. I stood and pulled on my boxers, and then finished dressing as both Annie and Robert watched.

"That was really nice," Annie said to me as I zipped my jeans. "We would love to see you again sometime, if you're interested. We come through here every other Saturday, like clockwork. I hope we'll see you again."

"I hope so, too," I said. Annie leaned forward and kissed me lightly on the lips. Robert shook my hand and they both said goodbye as I opened the door and climbed down. I walked back toward the parking lot thinking that was the most amazing experience I had ever had.

I was ready to head back to my apartment after that amazing sex, but as I walked toward my car, I saw a bright red Corvette pull into a space a few cars down from mine. I hadn't seen the plates, and I figured there was no way this was the same car, but when the door opened, the blond-haired god from yesterday got out and stood up.

He looked around and we made eye contact. A brief smile flitted over his handsome features, and he said "Hey. How you doing?"

I said hello, desperately trying to think of what to say to keep him from going into the bathroom.

"Didn't I see you here yesterday?" He asked, walking toward me.

"Yeah, I was here," I replied. "I saw you too."

He was almost past me when I said, "I'm pretty sure I sucked your cock when you were in the stall."

He stopped and turned to me.

"What makes you think that," he asked, quietly.

"I followed you out," I managed to stammer out. "I know I shouldn't have."

"No," he said, "you shouldn't have. This place is for anonymous sex, at least the glory holes. If I'd wanted you to know who I was, I'd have taken you back in the woods or out to my car."

"Sorry," I muttered. "I just enjoyed sucking your cock so much, I wanted to know who it was."

I turned toward my car.

"Wait," he called after me. I turned back to him.

"Sorry," he said. "I didn't mean to be a prick. It's just that I can't afford for anyone to know that I come out here. My job would be in danger if anyone knew what I do out here."

"You might want to get a less conspicuous car," I said.

He laughed. "Yeah, I guess you're right."

He looked me in the eye. If anything, I thought he was even more gorgeous today than yesterday. He was wearing shorts and a t-shirt with running shoes. His legs were a beautiful golden brown with lots of hair. It was a little windy and the hair on his head was tousled.

"Look," he said, "I was going to go inside for a bj, but maybe you and I can get to know each other a little better."

"I'd like that," I said, smiling.

"Let's head back in the woods, then," he said. "You know about the little clearing back there?"

I said I had heard about it but never been back there. Then I told him that this was only the second time I'd ever been here. As we walked through the truck parking area, I glanced at Robert and Annie's truck. Annie was back in the passenger seat and she waved at me as I walked past. I waved back and wondered what she thought about me heading out into the woods with another man so soon after being with them.

We reached the edge of the parking area and there was a trail leading back into the thick woods. I'd heard that out here was where the real action happened, in a clearing about a hundred yards back in the woods. One of my friends had told me that he and his brother had snuck out here to see if the rumors were true once and said they'd seen probably 20 guys sucking and fucking each other. I wondered if there would be others when my new friend and I arrived at the clearing.

My new friend told me his name was Cliff, and I introduced myself. He told me I looked like I was in good shape and I told him about my running and weightlifting over the summer. He smiled and looked me over and said "It shows." I told him he looked great as well, and he said he also ran and lifted weights every day.

Just then we arrived at the clearing. It was pretty big, about thirty yards in diameter, with a fire pit in the center that did not currently have a fire burning in it. It was getting dark, and I imagined on moonless nights a fire would be required. There were several logs lying on the ground that served as seating around the perimeter of the clearing. There weren't 20 guys having sex, but there was one couple sitting on one of the logs and a small group of guys gathered around two males having sex on the opposite side of the clearing.

Cliff led me to an area where we were far enough away from the other groups to have some privacy. He pulled me close to him and kissed me on the lips. I liked kissing my best friend when we had sex, so I really enjoyed kissing this stranger. He was strong, and he had a long tongue, which was soon in my mouth. I wrapped my arms around him and returned the kiss, exploring his mouth with my own tongue.

I reached a hand between us and gave his big cock a squeeze and he moaned into my mouth. When we pulled our lips apart, Cliff asked me if I preferred top or bottom. I told him I actually enjoyed both, but preferred to bottom. He smiled and said that was perfect, since he preferred to top. We kissed again, and then I sat down on the log and he moved in front of me.

I reached out and caressed his hard cock through his shorts. I reached up the left leg and realized he was wearing a jock strap. I cupped his balls with my hand and pressed my face into his crotch. I don't know why but the thought of his cock and balls in a jock strap really turned me on.

After a few minutes of fondling him through the jock, I withdrew my hand and then slid his shorts down over his hips and let them drop to the ground. He stepped out of his shorts, removed his t-shirt, and stood in front of me wearing only his socks and shoes and his jock strap. He had well-defined muscles in his upper body and legs, and very nice six pack abs. His entire body was the same gorgeous golden brown all over. His cock was sticking out of the waist band of his jock and the head was glistening with pre-cum. My own cock was rock hard and also dripping.

I placed my hands on his hips and pulled him toward me. Seated on the log, my face was perfectly level with his crotch. When it was in reach, I leaned forward slightly and licked the pre-cum off the head of his cock, savoring the salty sweet taste of him on my tongue before swallowing. I licked the underside of his cock, liking the way it looked peeking over the waistband of his jock strap.

I licked the head of his cock for several minutes while fondling his balls, and then eased the pouch of his jock aside, letting his balls dangle freely. His scrotum was shaved, and I lowered my head and licked it. He tasted fantastic, and his musky scent was driving me crazy. I bathed his hairless scrotum with my tongue and gently sucked on each of his balls for several minutes. Then I pulled his cock free of his jock strap and sucked it into my mouth, bathing the head with my tongue as I compressed my lips just below the head.

Cliff moaned and placed his hands on the sides of my head. I began bobbing my head up and down and he thrust his hips forward slightly to match. I sucked his cock for several minutes until he abruptly pulled his cock out of my mouth, breathing heavily.

"Damn, that feels good," he panted. "Drop your jeans and turn around."

I stood and unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans, tugging them down over my hips along with my boxers. Then I turned around and eased myself down across the fallen log. Cliff moved behind me and ran a finger up and down my butt crack. I moaned with pleasure as his rough finger slid over my asshole. I briefly wondered if he would be able to tell that I'd already been fucked in the ass that night, and then I heard him chuckle.

"Guess I get sloppy seconds this evening," he said. "You have cum leaking out of your ass."

"Sorry," I replied. "I guess I should have mentioned that."

"No problem," he said with another chuckle. "It's pretty damn good lubrication."

With that, he slid his finger deep inside me. It felt wonderful. He probed my ass for several moments, and then inserted a second finger. My cock was oozing pre-cum and I desperately wanted him to stick his cock inside me. I didn't have to wait much longer.

Cliff withdrew his fingers from my ass and moved forward, pressing the head of his big cock against my asshole. I was tingling with anticipation of how it would feel, and then he was inside me. He slid in smoothly and fully, his balls gently bumping up against mine as he buried himself completely in my cum-filled ass.

"Ahhh, damn, that feels incredible," he whispered, and I was thinking the exact same thing.

He began pumping steadily in and out of my ass and the pleasure continued to build. His big cock felt wonderful inside me. Waves of pleasure radiated outward from my asshole, and my cock leaked profusely as he massaged my prostate. He was grunting each time he thrust into me, and I was moaning with pleasure. I looked around and noticed that there were a couple of other people in the clearing now, and some of them were watching Cliff fuck me. I once again enjoyed being watched in the act.

Cliff was fucking me hard then, hands on my hips pulling me toward him as he slammed his cock hard into me. I couldn't remember ever feeling as much pleasure. After several minutes he suddenly pulled out of me, leaving me with a deep sense of loss.

"I'm gonna come," he managed to say through gritted teeth. "Turn around."

I turned and got on my knees in front of him. He was stroking his cock and pressed it against my lips. I opened my mouth and his cock slid in until just the head rested on my tongue. Cliff cried out as his warm cum blasted into my mouth in huge jets. I didn't swallow right away and my mouth filled with his creamy cum. When he finished spurting and pulled his cock out of my mouth, I showed him that my mouth was full, and then swallowed it all.

"Oh, fuck!" he moaned. "That was fucking hot."

I licked my lips and stood up, and Cliff leaned forward and kissed me, once again inserting his tongue into my mouth. After that he pulled up his jock and shorts and put his t-shirt back on. I had been rubbing my hands over his chest and gently tweaking his nipples until he pulled the shirt down over his head.

"Did you like that?" He asked.

"I loved it," I replied, running my hands over his arms and shoulders. I loved the feel of his hard muscles, and I was incredibly horny. Cliff reached down and squeezed my cock.

"Damn, you're so wet," he said. "I wish I could take care of that for you, but I have to run. I hope we can meet up again sometime. I plan to be back here next Friday night."

"I'd really like that." I moaned as he gently rubbed the pre-cum around on the head of my cock. Cliff kissed me again, then turned and walked across the clearing toward the path to the parking lot. I watched him go with cum leaking out of my ass and my jeans and boxers still down around my ankles.

After he was gone I looked around the clearing. An older man walked toward me as I was trying to decide if I wanted to jack off or try and wait until I was with my girlfriend to get my rocks off.

"Hi," said the older man. He looked to be in his mid to late fifties and had silver hair and a silver beard. He was well-dressed and was actually a very attractive man.

"You look like you can use some help with that," he said, indicating my dripping hard cock.

I made up my mind. "Actually, I could use a hand. Or a mouth."

Without another word he sat on the fallen log and turned me so my cock was in reach of his mouth. I moved forward slightly and he gave me an outstanding blowjob. I didn't last long, but he seemed quite content after I blasted a huge load down his throat, He got up and straightened his clothes, thanked me, and walked toward another single male sitting on a nearby log. I pulled up my boxers and jeans and set off for the parking lot, thinking that I had just had the most incredible night of sex I had ever had and wondering how I could ever top it. The blowjob I got from my girlfriend later that night was good, but it certainly wasn't the best sex I'd had that night. When I was eating her pussy, I kept thinking about Annie masturbating while Robert fucked me in the ass.

Sunday I spent most of the day with my best friend Jeff. I told him all about the gay sex I'd had that week, including the fantastic night I'd had the night before. He said it sounded fantastic, and we made plans to go to the rest area together sometime soon. We also spent a couple of hours sucking and fucking each other. My girlfriend came by my apartment that evening and we had excellent sex as well. I couldn't be happier with how things were going for me right then.

I got out of bed at 5:00am the next morning, exhausted from my busy weekend and only three hours of sleep. My girlfriend hadn't left me alone until 1:30am. I dressed in shorts, a t-shirt, and flip-flops, grabbed the gym bag that I had packed the night before, and drove over to the practice field. It was still dark when we started running laps around the practice field. After we had run a couple of miles, we went inside and changed into our pads and practice uniforms and headed back out to the practice field.

The coaches filed out after us, and we lined up to stretch. First our Head Coach introduced our new coaches. I was talking quietly with my closest friend on the team, so I hadn't been paying very close attention.

"And this is our new linebacker coach" said the Head Coach, "Cliff Williams from Newport, California."

My head shot around and sure enough, there stood the stud whose cock I had sucked on Friday and Saturday and who had fucked me in the ass on Saturday night. I was absolutely stunned and wondered how in the hell this situation was going to play out. On one hand, my cock began to swell at the sight of him and the memories of our sex together, and on the other, I wasn't sure I could face him on the football field after what we had done at the rest area. I had my helmet on and didn't think he had recognized me as yet, but it was only a matter of time, since I was a linebacker.

We started out warming up and stretching and the coaches wandered through the big crowd. There were about 60 of us at that first practice, and I knew there would be fewer at the end of the week. After warming up we ran stadium stairs, suicides, 40 yard sprints, and then two more miles around the practice field. I was thankful that I had diligently worked out all summer, but a lot of the guys were dragging ass. I knew the worst was yet to come - there was a very steep hill behind the baseball backstop and I knew we would be running sprints up it before practice was over. I'd been doing it for three years prior to this one.

After the conditioning, we split into offensive specialty groups. I was the starting fullback, and Coach Williams was a Line Coach, so we were separated for the next half hour. We ran through our offensive drills, but I wasn't really concentrating and the coach wasn't happy with my performance. I had been an All-Conference fullback the previous year, and they expected me to have an even better year this year. Then it was time for defensive drills. I ran half-heartedly toward where Coach Williams was waiting for us. One of the other linebackers asked me why I was dragging ass, so I picked up my pace and outran him.

When we arrived, Coach Williams was looking down at his clipboard. Without looking up he said "Okay, I'm Coach Williams. I am a hardass coach, and I expect all of you to give me 100% effort, 100% of the time. If you can't do that, get the fuck off my football field. Any questions?"

He looked around our small group. His eyes settled on me for a moment and then moved on, and I didn't think he recognized me.

"I didn't think so," Coach Williams continued. "Okay, defensive captain, Parkman, All-Conference, All State, second team All American. Very fucking impressive. I expect you to do better this year." He looked up again and asked which one of us was Parkman. I raised my hand briefly and we made eye contact. His eyes flared open wide before he looked back down at his clipboard.

Coach Williams didn't speak again for a few moments. He rifled through the papers on his clipboard, finally cleared his throat while glancing at me again briefly, and then outlined the drills he wanted us to run through. It was surprisingly quiet as we went through a series of drills, most of which we already knew, and a couple of new ones the new coach had imported.

About a half hour later when the Head Coach blew his whistle for all of us to gather, Coach Williams called for me to wait up.

When everyone else was out of earshot, he said, "Well, this is a fine fucking mess,"

"Yeah," I replied, "fucking unbelievable."

"Well," he went on, "I guess we're done with the sex. Agreed?"

"Absolutely," I replied, but was hugely disappointed, and I think he heard it in my voice.

"Look," he said, "I'm not happy about it either. But if anyone ever found out, my career would be over. Having sex with a player, and you're probably in my Physics class as well, is the most taboo thing there is for someone in my position. And the fact that it's gay sex makes it doubly bad, especially here in the Bible Belt."

"I know," I said dejectedly. "But I don't have to like it. No one will ever know from me."

"Good," he said. "Now hustle over there before Coach kicks both our asses."

I jogged in and joined the rest of the team. Coach berated us for awhile for our lackluster performance, and then we went and ran the Hill.

The Hill was a morale destroyer. It was a steep hill from the level of the baseball field up to a parking lot above and served as an area for fans to sit while watching baseball games. It was about 40 yards from base to peak, and it was extremely steep. We lined up in four rows, and when Coach blew his whistle the first group had to sprint up the hill and then break to the left or right and jog back down. When Coach blew his whistle again, the second group of four took off. If anyone walked or didn't finish, we kept running. That first practice we ran it 16 times and four guys quit the team.