Coach Me

He was facing me on the couch, his big hands holding firmly to my knees. His eyes were large and pleading. His voice quivered as he spoke, and I began to believe him. He reached up and caressed my face in his palms, pulling me closer to him. I felt his warm breath on my face as he drew my lips firmly to his, and kissed me. His thick tongue entered my mouth and felt for mine. Tom tasted wonderful, his mouth soft and sweet.

“ Jimmy, would you let me stay with you tonight?”

I took his hand and led him to the bedroom. We collapsed on the bed together, tumbling into the fluffy down duvet and scattering pillows. He was gentle, tentative, as if he were afraid that I would break. Quite a change from the fuck-machine that rammed his dick up my ass a month ago on the terrace. I began to think that maybe this was right, that maybe we really were destined to be together. 

He began to undress me slowly, taking off my shoes and socks, then pulling my sweater off my shoulders. He stroked the soft blonde hair on my chest as he unbuttoned his blue plaid shirt. I reached up and touched his chest. It was hard as a rock, tight bands of muscle covered in bristly black hair, highlighted with threads of silver. His abdominal muscles rippled down his belly, the trail of dark hair getting thicker as it disappeared under his waistband. Tom continued to kiss me, while unfastening my belt and pulling my pants to my ankles. He stood up at the side of the bed and removed the rest of his clothes. He stood naked at the window, silhouetted against the glittering skyline, the glow of the city softly illuminating his magnificent body. I could clearly see his broad shoulders, powerful torso, and firm rock-hard ass; His legs were thickset, hairy and slightly bowed. I saw the outline of his full, low-slung balls between his thighs. I got up on my hands and knees and crawled across the bed to him. I reached out and pulled his body to me, swallowing his giant cock.

Tom moaned loudly as the nine inch dick slid past my lips and hit the back of my throat. I stopped for a second to control my gag reflex, then continued to pull his hips towards me. He grabbed my head in his strong hands and slowly pushed his shaft deeply into my throat. I felt his pubic hair tickling my nose, and I buried my face in his musky warmth. His erection was still a little flexible, so it was not so difficult to get it past that sensitive turn at the back of the throat.

“This okay? I’m not hurting you, am I? Damn, you have me so worked up... but I don’t want it to be like last time. If it’s too much, or too fast, stop me, huh?”

There was no way I would stop him! I felt his cock swelling in my mouth, tasted the bitter-sweetness of his pre-cum as he filled my throat with his manhood. He was now fully erect. I was so turned on. I was taking more cock down my throat than I ever thought possible. his oversize piece of meat was inspiring me to do amazing feats of cocksucking! I started to really work it, releasing the cock, then rolling my tongue around the tight foreskin as I took it back into my mouth. I cupped his balls in my hand, gently grasping his potent cum-filled sacks. Tom grabbed for my dick, but I pushed him back up. Plenty of time for me later! Right now, I couldn’t get enough of Tom. He took my head in his hands again, and started pumping his dick ever deeper with every plunge until all nine inches lodged in my throat.

“Oh, yeah, baby, you are amazing. Suck me, baby. Take my big fuckin’ dick in your sweet little mouth, make your coach feel real good, Jimmy boy! What a fuckin’ fantastic cocksucker you are!”

I reached up and searched across his furry chest for his nipples. I twisted them between my thumb and finger until he cried out in pleasure. He was gasping and panting as he continued to fuck my face with his urgent dick. He started to shake, and I knew he was about to cum. I tasted the first spurt of his creamy jizz hitting the back of my throat. I pulled away, letting his thick engorged ramrod slide out of my aching mouth. 

“Wha’?... Shit, Don’t stop! Jimmy, what’s wrong?”

I lay on my back across the foot of the bed and pulled him towards me.

“Coach, I can’t stand it...I gotta have you! Get on the bed NOW!”

Grinning, he climbed onto the mattress with me. We rolled together, our bodies writhing against one other, his rough hairy chest pressed against mine, his slick iron hard cock jabbing at my groin. I couldn’t help laughing with giddy joy! He lowered his head to my chest, and licked my downy chest until he found a tit. He took it between his teeth. I felt the pressure increase as he began to nibble, then bite on one and then the other nipple. I have always loved tit action, and this brawny muscular man hovering over me with my tit in his mouth was making me ache with desire. He spit into his palm, took my dick in his big, calloused hand and started to jerk on it. 

“Ooooh, shit! I’m close, Tom... Tom! Aggh, I’m cumming!”

I shot my load far into the air, thick drops falling into Tom’s curly dark hair, and dripping down his forehead. He laughed and hugged me tightly until I stopped shuddering. Reaching down, I grabbed at his erect cock and guided it between my thighs as he began to pitch forward, lifting my legs to meet my chest. He whispered hoarsely in my ear.

“Jimmy, I’m going to fuck you now, right? My little Jimmy, I think you want it this time as much as I do. But if you want me to stop, you better start pushing me away now, because I’m about to plow that sexy little ass of yours!”

“Oh, man, Tom, do it... I want you inside me again, I need to feel you deep in my ass. Take me, coach, I want it, I need it now!”

I reached down and grabbed my butt cheeks, opening my rectum for Tom to enter me. His cock pressed against the rosy pucker and began to slide into my ass. We had not used any lubricant, but his pre-cum was slippery and he went in a couple inches with no problem. His glorious cock widens toward it‘s base, so the pressure of the thick swollen staff forcing its way up my ass soon had me yelping! He began to pull out.

“What... Damn, I’m sorry, I’m hurting you again! God damn it!”

I held him firmly by the shoulders. I was sobbing from the intense pain, but held him in me until the sting subsided. That familiar warmth began to fill my gut as I began to pull him into me steadily, forcing his cock deeper into my rectum, taking more of the cock until I had the entire nine inches lodged firmly in my body. Tom sensed that I had recovered, and continued fucking me. I could feel his pulsating shaft pressed against my prostate. His heart was hammering as he thrusted his hips into my crotch. His forceful plunging propelled his prick ever deeper into my ass, his overwhelming biceps trapping me in a lover’s embrace. Tom’s matted curly hair was falling in my face as he pressed his cheek against mine. I felt the sweat-soaked stubble on his chin brush against my neck. His mighty thighs held my hips firmly under his, as he forced his dick ever deeper into me.

“Tom, It’s okay... you're inside me, you are as close to me as you possibly can be. Don’t stop, don’t pull out, no matter what...I don’t want you to ever leave me.”

His lovemaking became more intense. He moaned, and I gasped as his enormous shaft tore at my asshole. I felt like I was being turned inside out. Tom shuddered, and I knew he was about to cum inside me. Looking over his shoulder, I could see his big, muscular white ass popping high into the air as he raised himself up to drop his weight back onto me, driving his cock home. I held him tightly, my arms wrapped around his thick neck, as his solid body rolled on top of mine, his sturdy hips ramming his dick into me for a last final shot...

“Fuck yeah, man! Ungh!
Oh, fuckin’ yeah... Ungh!
My hot fuckin’ baby! Ungh!
I‘m cumming...Ungh, 
Jimmy! 

Tom’s balls tightened and his dick swelled up as a load of cum rushed up his shaft and entered my body. I felt his cock in my rectum throbbing in great spasms, as he shot repeatedly into me. He trembled and collapsed on top of me, his muscles relaxing, his body releasing its stored energy into mine. We lay there together, his cock still firmly held in my ass, and fell asleep in each other’s arms.

I woke the next morning to the sun rising over the spires and towers of the upper east side, a lemon yellow sphere on a deep azure blue sky. (The same color as my eyes.) Tom was already up, and I smelled coffee in the next room. I got out of bed and went into the bathroom to clean up. I looked like shit. When I came back in to the bedroom, Tom was lying on the duvet, sipping coffee from a mug. A quick breakfast of toast and jam lay on a tray at the foot of the bed. He was still nude, and I saw his awesome body for the first time in daylight. He was remarkable, a perfect athletic specimen. I couldn’t help but admire the incredible condition he was in for his age. His hairy chest rose from his frame like two boulders, his abdomen hard and defined, and a small waist for such a large man. Tom’s cock was perfect in size and shape, uncut and thickening slightly in the middle of it’s remarkable length. It grew from a dense, wiry tangle of shiny black pubic hair. The rosy head was just popping out of its hood. A few hours ago that incredible cock was inside my guts, utterly satisfying. He was getting a hard-on, and he saw me staring at it. He flashed his stunningly white, dimpled smile at me.

“Come over here to me. I need to touch you again, I need to hold you in my arms.”

I lay next to Tom, my head in the crook of his arm, my face lying on his shoulder. I felt every breath he took, I could feel the pulse of his heart on my cheek. I breathed deeply and filled my lungs with his heady scent. The winter sun began to spill in the window, the pale rays warming our skin as we explored each other‘s bodies. He gently traced his fingertip across my brow, and down the bridge of my nose. He rubbed his thumb against my lips, and slipped it into my mouth. I cupped his generous balls in my hand and gently squeezed them until I heard him sigh. It looked like it was going to be a perfect day.