Put Me in Coach, I'm Ready to Play

The Tuesday after my first experience at the bathhouse, Steve didn’t come by. He ended up calling my home phone and letting me know he couldn’t get away. I was so disappointed but didn’t let on. Since that Saturday night, taking three cocks down my throat and having these three beefy dads fill my mouth with their cum while Steve fucked me, and then having Rick, the massive muscular leather 50 something year old dad take my ass for a spin and then shooting his load down my throat too, I was crawling the walls to have Steve come by to fuck me silly.  

I was aching for more cock. 

The next Saturday, I borrowed my mom’s car and headed back to the “spa” that Steve had brought me to. I hadn’t planned it, but just found myself thinking about it non-stop. Steve had mentioned that when he brought me last week it was “Daddy Night.” I assumed this might be a weekly thing, or a monthly thing. But I was drawn to it regardless. 

I found the place easily enough and ended up parking just around the corner. I could see the entrance from my spot, and I sat in the darkness watching the area. There were lots of cars in the parking lot behind the building’s entrance, and a few more parked along the street. It was after 9pm when I got there, and I wondered if I had missed the crowd as no one was coming or going from the building. 

I must have sat in my car for fifteen minutes before I saw any movement, and it was three young guys coming out which really didn’t do anything for me. They were all smiles and looked like they had had a good time. 

Then I saw a pick-up truck pull around the corner and do a drive-by and return a few minutes later and park just down from where I was sitting in my car. The driver was doing the same thing I was, just sitting in his truck with the engine off in the dark. Probably watching the door like me.  

A few minutes after the three young guys emerged, I noticed the door open from the building and a very tall guy emerged. He had a baseball hat on and was obviously in great shape. I watched him, moving towards the cars in the parking lot, head down, beard showing in the streetlights.  

Only when he got to the familiar car parked in the lot did I realize it was my Coach Steve.

My heart stopped as I watched him get in his car, and back out of the lot. As he emerged, I slunk down in my seat and could clearly see his face as he pulled out from the lot and turn away from my car. What the fuck? I thought! I wasn’t sure if I was mad, or hurt, or surprised. I gripped the steering wheel tightly, thinking about what I just saw. My coach, my first, my one and only guy that had started this and had brought this all out of me, just left a sex spa without me. He brought me here just last weekend to show me off, to share me. Now here he was, without me. 

I WAS hurt! 

As I sat there, I saw in my rear view mirror the truck door open and the driver got out and started quickly walking towards the door. He was a tall stocky guy, also wearing a baseball hat pulled down low over his eyes. It was a cold night and I could see his breath fogging as he walked past my car to the door. He looked blonde, clean shaven, thick but in shape, and sort of hot from what I could tell. He ran the last little bit and opened the door. In the light of the doorway I could see his profile – he was hot. 

I started shaking uncontrollably as I thought about going inside. I wasn’t cold, just nervous and scared. I was only 18 and looked like I was 12. Would they even let me inside without my hulking coach? I had brought cash with me in the off chance I gathered up the courage to go in alone. I knew that I could just rent a locker and roam around. I hadn’t planned on going in, because I thought I was Steve’s so to speak. But I had just seen Steve leave. And the three young guys before him? Was the happy look on their faces because they got to fool around with MY hot coach?! 

I suddenly frowned, and opened my door determined to try this out. I was shivering even more now and could hardly walk as the sensations came over me. I had never felt like this, but my cock seemed to be leading me forward.  

I stepped inside and recognized the guy from last week behind the counter. 

“Hey sexy, I remember you.” He said to me with a feminine grin. “Where’s your hot dad?” He winked, knowing full well that my “hot dad” just left.  

“Can I get a locker?” I asked quietly.  

I placed my money down on the counter, trying to hide my nerves.  

“Are there a lot of guys here tonight?” I asked in a shaky voice. 

The skinny guy smiled at me and nodded. “Yeah there’s a few guys you might like in there. Have fun.” He said as he slid a key attached to an elastic ring and a white towel towards me and buzzed me in.  

I stepped in to hear low bass music pumping and the darkness took me by surprise. There were a few guys lingering near the door and looked directly at me as if I was fresh meat entering. I quickly headed to the locker area that I remembered from the last visit without looking at them.  

Trying hard to go fast, I stripped at the locker. No one was in the locker area with me, which helped calm my nerves. I wrapped the towel around my waist and slid my underwear down under it, suddenly shy. I stuffed my things in the locker and closed it, sliding the elastic key ring around my ankle and headed into the main area.  

I was nervous, and still shivering a bit, but maybe from the cold as my nipples hardened. I felt totally exposed as I made my way towards…well…I wasn’t sure what I was walking towards at this point. The last time I was here, Steve led the way.  

I moved to the stairwell and remembered where I was. I headed down the stairs and recognized the hallways. One led to the movie room, the other way to the sling where I was fucked by both my coach and the other giant muscled leather dad. My cock twitched at the memory, and I wondered if “Rick” was back tonight. 

I headed towards the movie room and saw there were a couple younger skinny guys in there alone, so I kept walking, heading into a new section I hadn’t seen before. There was a steam room at the end, and an open shower room with about 6 shower heads. There was a guy in the shower already, steam filling up the area. His white towel was hanging up on the outside. Maybe this could warm me up and stop me from shivering? 

I slid my towel off and hung it up and stepped under the showerhead opposite the guy in there. He was a tall guy, with a stocky build. He had a nice bubble ass and looked blonde and fair as the water ran down his body, flattening the hair onto his chest and legs. 

I moved under the water and felt the heat calm me. I turned around to wet my back and noticed the guy had turned around as well. He had a nice body, stocky but muscled, short blonde hair on the top that was plastered to his face. He looked like the guy I had seen enter from the truck behind me. 

His cock was bulging, sticking out a bit and looked sizeable. He stood under the stream and looked over at me. I couldn’t help but stare back, my own cock responding. 

I turned to squeeze some soap out of the dispenser beside me and started to lather up. The guy smiled at me slightly, and then moved toward me to reach for the dispenser as well. 

“Mine was empty.” He said, his voice rich and manly. He had light brown eyes that sparkled as he looked at me, and he lingered a bit too long as he squeezed the soap out. He stepped back to his shower and started to wash his hairy pecs, his cock responding a bit more and coming to full attention. He stared at me the entire time. 

Then he moved back to the dispenser and moved very close to me. “Need a bit more.” He said quietly, letting his body move around to my side to access the soap, his bare ass brushing the side of me as he stepped in. 

I felt a shiver run through me as his naked body stood so close to me. I wasn’t used to being naked beside any man other than Steve. Even when he took me here last weekend, he was in control. Now I was on my own and shaking in anticipation beside this stocky naked guy. He didn’t move away, but just started rubbing the soap onto his arms. He stepped backwards, looking at me. “You need some more?” He asked softly, allowing me access to it. 

I took his hint, and stepped towards it to squeeze out more soap, suddenly feeling his body pressing into mine. I stood still as the soap landed in my hand, and I automatically started rubbing it onto my shoulders as I backed my ass towards this hunk’s body.  

I felt his cock on my leg, and then his hands were on my back rubbing his soapy hands over me. I inhaled deeply and moved closer to him, feeling my back connect with his front.  

“That feels nice.” He said quietly, letting his hands move down my ass, and turned me around.  

I looked up at his face staring at me. He was a hot looking guy and I was suddenly calm and not shaking. I reached up to kiss him, but he pulled his face away and let his hand move to my dick, where he started to pull at it.  

I looked down at his, and returned the favor, grabbing a hold of his cock. It was an average one, about six or seven inches and cut. Not too thick, but a nice handful. When I looked back up at him, feeling the sensation of him stroking me, I couldn’t resist trying again to connect with his mouth. But he turned his head away again. “I don’t kiss.” He said suddenly. 

I kept at his dick, slowly pulling on it and we only heard the sounds of our breathing and the running of the water. No one else had appeared in the shower or even walked by. Suddenly, the guy knelt in front of me and took my cock in his mouth and started to suck on it. He felt amazing, nice warm mouth taking me all in easily. He grunted and groaned as he started to suck it, and his hands moved to my ass to squeeze. “Nice cock.” He muttered as he came up for air.  

He kept at it for a couplet minutes, before he stood up just as suddenly, and moved back to his shower stream and rinsed himself off, leaving my cock standing at full attention. I let the water wash over me too and turned around and closed my eyes.  

I guess he was finished with me, I thought as he turned his shower off and moved by me to get his towel.  

Left alone, I turned off my own shower and grabbed my towel. There was a sudden silence as I dried myself off. I was no longer shaking but having come out of the shower I was cold. I looked down the hallways and noticed a few guys walking around in towels, looking into rooms and wandering. No one interested me, either because they were too fat, or too hairy, or too young or not good looking enough for my taste. I knew what I was into.  

I wandered down the hallway and noticed a few private rooms with doors opened. The first one had a guy laying on the “bed” with his ass up. It didn’t look too inviting for me, so I kept on walking. 

The next room had two young guys in it, one getting serviced by the other. They smiled at me as I walked by and gave a head nod to enter, but I kept walking too.  

I didn’t know what I was doing, or what I was looking for. I was still reeling with the sight of seeing Steve leaving this place not too long ago, and I wondered if he had just fucked the three guys that left before him, or one of these other twinky looking guys.  

There weren’t as many “daddy-types” as last Saturday night, and I was beginning to think I shouldn’t have come. I stopped at the end of the hallway and leaned against the far wall, looking back towards the way I had just come. I sighed and tightened my towel, thinking this was a waste of my money.  

A door opened a few doors away from me and a massive figure emerged and walked away from me. It was a large guy, totally muscular and built, with a wide enormous back, nice tight round ass under his white towel, and big thick legs with defined calves. His hair looked light, almost grey looking, and close cropped. And he was tall. Steve’s height. 

I suddenly had interest, and immediately followed him.  

He didn’t look behind him, and actually didn’t look at anyone as he passed guys. They were certainly all looking at him. I wished I could see the front of him, to see if he was just as defined in the front as he looked from the back. And to see if he had just as hot a face. His arms looked huge too from what I could tell, as I tried to keep up with him and get a side profile as he rounded corners. He seemed to be heading back towards the showers.  

I followed that toweled ass all the way back to the showers, but he bypassed them and headed to the steam room. When he opened the door and stepped inside, I could get a hint of a grey beard. My heart fluttered as I thought it might be “Rick” that fucked me last weekend with Steve.  

I slowed my pace down and walked by the steam room door, looking in the window as I went by. I could see the giant muscle man sitting down on the bench now, still wrapped in his towel and his eyes closed. Without the leather cap and leather gear it was hard to tell, but it sure looked like that handsome boss dad that was balls deep in me just last week.  

I passed the window and hesitated, before taking a deep breath and, feeling courageous, moved back to the door and opened it up.  

As soon as I stepped inside the heat hit me and his eyes opened slightly to see who was entering. A flash of recognition hit him, and he quickly sat up and spread his legs open. I took in the surroundings of the small steam room, three rows of wooded seats surrounding the room.  

I looked at his handsome face and his eyes smiled along with the edges of his mouth and beard. “Hey there boy.” His deep voice boomed in the room. “I remember you.” 

And then the door opened behind me and another younger guy stepped in, causing me to shift to the side towards Rick. I smiled at Rick, and he adjusted his towel and spread his legs wide to allow me to sit in front of him.  

Another guy came in and they both moved to the other side of the room and were watching us. Rick noticed and sighed.  

I hadn’t even sat down yet as Rick stood up, making sure his towel was tied tightly around his waist. His face looked annoyed, and he stepped down the last bench and reached around me for the door. I was disappointed he was leaving, but his voice whispered in my ear as he pulled the door. “Follow me.” 

He held the door open for me and I followed him back into the hallway. He didn’t look behind him to see if I was following, just started moving back down the hallway the way we came. I slowly followed, hearing the steam room door open and noticing the two guys watching me walk away from them too. 

Rick made his way back to the hallway where he emerged from his room and stopped at his door and slid the key off his thick wrist, finally looking over at me. He opened his door, and held it open, hooking his thumb in his towel and watching me walk towards him. “I’m very glad to see you again Brian.” 

He remembered my name! I stopped in front of him and could smell that expensive scent on him already. My cock responded too and started to rise under my tight towel.  

“Where’s your dad tonight?” He asked, inhaling me and looking down at me. “You alone?” 

I nodded slowly, seeing the smile widen on his hot face. “Good.” He whispered and jerked his head to the inside of his empty room. “Then I can have you all to myself this time.” 

His big hand moved up my arm and over my shoulder, and gently pushed me inside and followed me in, closing the door behind him.  

“Fuck me what a treasure this is tonight.” He said, moving toward me and getting his hands on my towel and pulling it off, exposing my erection. He didn’t give me a chance to respond before he was bending down to kiss me hard, his tongue prying my lips open. I relaxed into it, and felt our tongues connect as if we had been kissing for years.  

I felt emotions swarm through me, as if it was Christmas morning, or the happiest memories, or like I was floating all at once as this man kissed me. I found myself pulling him into me, feeling his big hard body connecting with mine, so solid and huge against me. I was being lifted off the ground, upwards as he pulled me into him, kissing me deep. This was much more intense than any kiss I had ever had with Steve.  

My naked body was now wrapped around him, my legs around his waist, my arms around his neck and shoulders, and our mouths still locked. I wanted to keep kissing him, never wanted to stop, as if my life depended on it. I was pressing my face into his, feeling his solid nose against mine, his trim beard softly rubbing against my chin, his tongue snaking into me and making me want to suck it down my throat. I was on fire. 

Rick pulled back and looked into my eyes as he held me in his arms. “You sure seem happy to see me boy. What a fucking kiss that was!” he mumbled in his deep voice. “Just as good as the last time when you kissed me. You took my breath away then.”  

I responded by kissing him again, wanting to taste him more.  

He pulled back again and smiled at me sexily. “Don’t worry boy. It’s just you and I now. Fucking sweet.”  

He set me down and pulled his towel off to reveal that thick seven inches of man meat that was already leaking pre-cum at the tip. 

“See what that kiss did to me.” He growled.  

I was already on my knees by the time he finished the sentence and licking it off the helmet head, making him shudder and groan. I wanted him. And I showed him just how much. 

I grabbed the base of his fat cock and dove on it, taking it all the way down my eager throat so my nose was at my hand holding it. I hungrily started sucking on it as I listened to the sounds of him above me, grunting and groaning out “holy fuck” over and over again as he stood there. My hands moved around his body, completely naked, and without the leather gear this time. I thought he was sexy in leather – he was even sexier out of it. 

He moved backwards and sat down on the edge of the platform bed and opened his legs, holding his cock up for me. I crawled over to him and resumed sucking on it, realizing that his dick was much easier to swallow whole than Steve’s.  

Suddenly, I thought it tasted better too. 

I remembered feeding on this dick just a week ago. How much I enjoyed swallowing his cum. And how I constantly thought about it all week. I had sucked three other “daddies” off before he found me getting fucked by Steve in the sling and joined in, but I wasn’t thinking about any of them this week. I was thinking about Rick. 

I licked his meat like a popsicle, working my way up the shaft and continuing the tongue licking all the way up his hard body to his big pecs, where I found a nipple and started to bite. Rick growled, “Fuck yeah!” and held my head at his chest as I bit and flicked my tongue over it. His big hand was fisting his dick as I climbed over him, getting off on just hearing him moaning as I sucked his small nipple. 

I spread my legs around him, and he found my ass, working a wet finger in me.  

“Climb on boy. I need to fuck you.” He growled in my ear, helping my ass find the torpedo under me.  

I did as he instructed, moving my ass over until I could feel his cock at my pulsing hole. “Yeah, fuck me daddy.” I heard myself moaning as the head of his dick pressed into me. 

With a loud “OH!” from both of us, I slid backwards on him and sat down, my mouth still on his pec while my other hand found his opposite pec and was twisting his nipple.  

“Oh, I’m going to fuck you hard this time.” He grunted as he thrust into me upwards, causing me to let out a loud “Ugh!” 

He pulled me off his pec and found my mouth with his, kissing me deep, opening his lips up so wide he could have swallowed my entire face. Those sensations went through me again: lust, hunger, passion. I was dizzy already as his tongue probed in me while he started lifting and dropping me onto his lap to ride his dick. He felt amazing in me, just the right length to not make me yell, with the thickest shaft to make me moan in a good way.  

I moved my head to the side of his handsome face, letting my mouth and tongue lick and taste his bearded cheek, his perfectly shaped ear, and his thick smooth neck. My hands moved around him, to feel the muscles in his back contracting as he held me on his lap and fucked me. This was unbelievable.  

He grunted and stood up suddenly, lifting me up still on his dick and turned me around to lay me on the bed under him. It was hard as he placed me gingerly on it, bending my legs upwards and getting his knees on it beside. “I’m going to fuck you right this time.” He groaned, repositioning me upward by forcing his dick in deeper and making me squirm.  

I looked up at Rick mounting on top of me, spreading my legs wider with his own thighs. His small blue eyes peered down at me. This was not the Rick in leather from last week, calling me ‘boy’ all the time. As I looked at his face, I noticed he was looking at me suddenly differently. And we couldn’t stop kissing each other. 

I held the back of his neck, admiring his face and how fucking hot he was. His hair line had receded, making him look even more handsome with his trimmed grey beard and his shaved short hair. He was one hot looking older man. His shoulders looked like two boulders in this position, with his traps looking like two mountainsides from his shoulders to his neck. I grabbed a bicep as he pushed his cock back inside me, making me arch up and groan loudly.  

“My God yes!” I groaned as he started humping me slowly. His cock hit my spot and kept hitting it. At first, I thought he was going to make me piss as he kept punching in me. I let my mouth hang open in disbelief and pleasure as I watched his face watching mine. He could see it in my eyes. 

“Yeah baby, that the spot?” He groaned, fucking me harder and deeper in the same position. “You getting off on my thick cock?” 

I grabbed both his arms now, marveling at the size of his guns on him, feeling the definition of his triceps as I clutched him tightly, hanging on as I felt the rising sensation. 

“Oh my God.” I started moaning. “Oh my God! Holy fuck!!” I yelled, my eyes locked on him. 

“You want Daddy to fuck the cum out of you baby?” He moaned, leaning down to kiss me hard. 

That did it and sent me over the edge. 

I wrapped my legs around him and started to shudder as his tongue explored my mouth. I flung my arms around him, digging my fingers into his back and scratching him as my legs squeezed around his waist. I convulsed violently under him as I started to explode cum from the sensation of his cock pumping my ass while it rubbed against his washboard abs over me.  

He started growling and grunting as our tongues remained locked, our breaths mingling with each other as I hung on to him so tight, breathing hard into his mouth as I shot ropes of cum in between our connected bodies.  

“Fuck YES!” I moaned as I continued to spurt out my cum between our abs. “Keep fucking me!” 

I was so loud, and it spurred him on. He pushed himself up into a push up position and really started drilling me hard, the sound of his big balls slapping my ass hard.  

“Holy fuck baby!” He started grunting. His voice was deep, manly, gruff. I opened my legs wider as he looked down at me. “I’m going to fuckin’ fill your ass this time!” He yelled at me. 

I watched his eyes close, watched his head roll back and his neck thicken. I looked at his pecs tighten, and his abs clench as he pushed his hips into me hard and let out a loud animalistic sound.  

“Fuuuuuuuucccccccckkkkkkk!” He yelled, pounding my ass with irregular thrusts as he started to unleash his cum in me. “I’m cumming!” 

I locked my ankles around him, holding him inside me deep as I moaned with him.  

“Holy fuck baby! You’re all mine now!” He groaned, pumping his last bit of seed in me, digging his dick in deeper, moving it in almost circular motions to make sure it was really inside me. “Take my load baby.” 

I dragged my fingers up along his back to his head, and held on to him, pulling him down to me to kiss me again. Our mouths met and it felt surreal, as if I was MADE to kiss this man, or better still, as if HE was made to kiss me.  

He pulled that handsome face back and stared into my eyes. “Holy fuck.” He mumbled, looking at me lovingly before moving backwards, letting his cock slide out of my cum filled ass. “I think I just got you pregnant.”  

He arched back on his knees and his mouth found my abs. He licked his way over them, drinking up the cum he had fucked out of me with a smile on his face. “Mmmm. Boy you taste fantastic.” He moved back up and held his tongue out for me to taste, which I did hungrily.  

I groaned myself as it turned into another deep soulful kiss. He wrapped his body around me, moving his arms under me, his legs around me, and he let his weight fall on me.  

I listened to him slow his breathing down. I felt his body heaving on me. I felt like a hug weighted blanket was comforting me on this hard platform bed. I felt like I was being held in a manner that was different than Steve. Just laying here with Rick felt totally different. Better. 

And I realized that this was the first time I had thought about Steve since I saw him leaving this place not that long ago. 

Rick rolled over to his side, and turned me onto my side as well, facing me away from him. He pulled me backwards, against his giant hard body, and wrapped his big arm around me. “Come here you.” He whispered quietly, kissing my neck and licking my ear as I snuggled up into him. “Just stay like this for a bit.” He breathed into my ear. 

“This feels good.” I murmured, closing my eyes as his huge body embraced me.  

“Yes it does.” He said quietly in my ear. “I could get used to this.” 

I smiled. “Me too.” And I found myself drifting off, listening to the sound of this hot man’s breathing in my ear and his already hardening cock pushed up against my back. 

Me too, I thought again as I fell asleep in Rick’s arms.