The Clue in the Coach's Jock

The Case of the Mistaken Sexuality

I arrived at Coach Phallus apartment, I mean Phil, with my backpack in one hand and a bottle of wine in the other I walked into his space. White carpet, nice white sofa and an end table with a vase of pink gladiolas. The stud who was going to take my anal virginity tonight kissed my cheek. I smiled brightly and kissed him on the mouth, slipped my tongue in for a sec. He responded with a small moan. 

Something smelled good coming from the kitchen. His apartment was lovely if not sparsely furnished. A few tasteful photos of man butt were on the walls. "Dinner smells good."

Phil gave me a tour, bathroom and his bedroom was blue with a double bed. Couldn't help but noticed a bottle of lube and two cock rings on the nightstand. On his dresser was Indiana Jones' whip next to hand cuffs and a candle burning brightly. My erection was trying to escape via my pants pocket, it was throbbing so much. I thought "What had I got myself into?" But I wasn't worried. It's a learning lesson. I like aggression, wrestling with Dad, fake fighting with Dick. I liked sucking the man's cock at the Sinful Squirt.

The rim of my tight butt hole had to be stretched out so as to take larger cockus. I might as while lose my anal virginity and start expanding my horizons now. Phil wore a Henley shirt and jeans. I was in shorts and a Thor t-shirt. Phil was really cute with a hot body.

A delicious dinner of BBQ chicken and homemade fries with corn severed piping hot. I found out he loved cooking. His was born in Fellatio Falls but moved to Big Top City, so his Dad could get a better job. After the dinner dishes were cleared and every thing away, my host asked, "Pete did you bring anything to relax in?"

"I did. Boxers and a tank."

"Use the bathroom to change."

I thought that was very nice of him, though I would have liked getting undressed in front of him. I came out after getting down to boxers. Smiling he said, "Gimmie ten minutes and walk into my room, Okay." Such a sexy expression on coach's face.

"Okay, I am really enjoying this evening." I told him with a big smile.

I waited. At the correct time walked in. The dim lighting, incense and subtle music drifted to my nose and ears. Directly in from of me was Phil's smooth naked ass in a Doggie style position. I'd recently learned much about man sex on the Internet. He wore a leather jockstrap with silver studs around the waist. There was a wooden paddle near his ass. The handcuffs were on him. As I drew closer to his upper body I saw a gag across his mouth. My erection was now in two zip codes.

Reeling from this unexpected twist I got on the bed hypnotized by his perfectly round hairless ass ... being offered to me like a tribute to a goddamn God. I picked up the paddle, sweat on my brow and without warning slapped his ass with it. A jolt of electricity went up my arm. He let out a moan of satisfaction. I leaned down to his tender hole, twisted my body to the dresser and took the candle. I brought it to his ass so I could see his hole. A most beautiful orifice, a manly flower flesh-colored and pink and puckered. Fresh. Waiting.

I leaned in. The candle dripped. A splash of wax on his ass. 

He cried out. "Thank you, Sir!"

Rubbing the paddle on his silky ass for a bit before discarding it then raising my hand high up without warning and slapping his meaty rump, which instantly turned red with my sexy hand print. Moans filled the room. His cries made me harder.

A hunger took me by storm. I put the candle back. Drove my tongue into his hole with my index finger assisting. I was aggressively stirring his anus. Lapping up Phil's anus relentlessly. I smeared my middle finger with lube and hammered it into his hole, then two, then three.

"Fuck me with your hot cock. Make me your whore boy, Sir!" Coach cried out. My cock was now as big as two states.

I heard a click in my brain releasing a power unknown to me. I slathered my dick with lube. Jammed three fingers up my boy's hole roughly. Banged his insides, plopped my fingers out, grabbed my dick, threw him on his back and sunk my dick into a tight welcoming man cunt.

"Fuck me Daddy!!" He cried out.

I slammed into him with brute hunk force, this was my hole. Nobody gets this hole until I say they can fuck this slut's hole!!

My cock was getting ready to explode my man syrup up my boy's hot ass. I did not take the bottom into consideration as I ruthlessly pounded my dick deep into my boy's ass and flooded his sweet anus with the juices of a God. Shoving three fingers into his hole I scooped up my cum and fed it to him. Which he eagerly consumed.

In my mind's eye I was shaking my fist at the heavens,"I am a top, mutterfuckers!! And further more ... I think ... I want to ... fuck my father!!!"

Coach was my bitch now, and I would never be the same.