Put Me in Coach, I'm Ready to Play

There was no more baseball for the rest of the season. We had won the championship. And my coach just popped my cherry in a seedy hotel room. My ass was sore for a few days, but soon enough I was ready for more. I needed more. Now, it was a week later, and I hadn’t heard from him.

I spent the week trying to figure out how we could see each other again. I was thinking about him every night, replaying that night in my head. The way he felt inside me. How he called me baby as he fucked me. How turned on it made me. The size of him, both his body and his cock compared to mine. I jerked off every night since then, waiting for him to call, desperate to see him again.

And then I got word that Steve’s son, Trevor, was having a party for the baseball team on Saturday night. At his house. I became fueled with desire as the night approached, and I made sure I was cleaned and shaved and ready for round 2 with my big coach. Thoughts were running through my head at how this night could go, how I would be able to see him, kiss him, touch him. I was crazy with ideas, the first starting with my mom dropping me off at their house as she went out to meet up with her boyfriend at his place.

There were a few cars in the driveway already when I got to Trevor’s house, and I could hear music in the backyard as my mom drove away. I went around to the back, having been at this house enough over the past few years. This was the first time I was coming over after Trevor’s dad had just shoved his cock in me, and I was shaking with anxiety. I had practiced my “just look normal” face in the mirror in case I saw his wife, and hoped I would appear normal just talking to Trevor. As I rounded the yard, there were about 6 guys from my baseball team sitting outside.

“It’s Little B!” I heard them start as I walked up, scanning the group. No Steve. But Trevor was sitting in the middle and waved. It was him that started the “Little B” call. I did the manly back slaps and arm punches and bro hugs with my teammates, and plopped down in one of the empty chairs. Justin, our pitcher, handed me a beer.

“Uh….” I looked at Trevor. “Are your parents home?” I asked holding up the beer.

He nodded. “Yeah but it’s okay. Actually I think my mom’s going out…” My heart skipped a beat, knowing that Steve was here.

At that moment, Trevor’s mom came out. She saw me immediately and came over to give me a hug. “Hi Brian! So good to see you!” I hugged her back uncomfortably and avoided her eyes. “Make sure you guys eat. Steve will be bringing out the rest of the food.” She pointed at Trevor. “You behave. And make sure everyone gets home okay.” She saw us with the beer and put her hands on her hips in mock anger. “And I know you’re almost all of age but please make sure the younger guys don’t drink.”

We all agreed we would be good. I couldn't promise I would be good though, knowing her husband was not too far away from me.

“If anyone needs to stay over please do! There’s room in the basement. Trevor, I’m heading out but your dad is inside if you need anything.” She gave him a look as if he better behave and then walked back in the house through their sliding glass door. I watched her go, peering inside to see if I could see Steve. I couldn’t wait to see him.

A few more guys came through, and joined us in the back, and by the time I finished my first beer almost everyone from our team was outside laughing and joking. As I put my can down, the sliding door opened and out came our Coach with two pizzas and a bucket of wings in his hands. I stopped breathing as I saw him, my heart pounding in my chest as my eyes moved over to him and took him all in.

He had his haircut short now, the top spiked up a bit and messy, the flecks of gray more apparent it seemed amidst his light brown, almost blonde hair. His beard was still full, but neatly groomed. He was wearing a short sleeved red T-Shirt with a big maple leaf across the front, with a pair of cotton light grey shorts that hugged his meaty thighs nicely. He walked onto the deck barefoot, bringing the pizzas and the bucket of wings to the table outside as guys moved towards it. He happily announced to everyone that the food was here and his eyes darted around the crowd, landing on mine.

I smiled automatically at him, and he did the same. His light brown eyes lit up as he grinned at me. Instead of moving to the food, I moved to the sliding door and announced I needed to take a leak, hoping the Coach would follow me in.

I stepped into the air conditioning, looking behind me to see if he noticed. I couldn’t tell as he was still putting things out and being swarmed by the players. The air conditioning felt good inside, and the house was quiet as I stepped into the kitchen area. I hadn’t seen Trevor’s sister, so I was hoping that she was out somewhere as well. Their house was a sprawling one floor ranch, with a somewhat finished basement that I rarely went down to. Knowing the layout well, I went to the hallway to the washroom and quickly took a leak. When I came out of the bathroom, I heard his voice.

“Come here.”

I turned to see him at the end of the hallway at the back of the house, standing outside what I knew to be his bedroom door. He was a hulking figure, shrouded in darkness, the same height as the door frame. How imposing he seemed to my 5’3” size as I approached him quickly. He grabbed me by both arms and pulled me into his bedroom, picking me up in his arms to bring our faces together. I wrapped my legs and arms around him as we kissed, both of us moaning and making out hard, like two reunited lovers after a period away from one another. I was pressing into his solid body, feeling his burly arms holding me tight as our tongues found the deepness of our mouths.

He carried me to his bed and turned and sat down on it, with me now sitting in his lap, legs still wrapped around him. I could feel his monster cock hard against me as we forced our bodies together, still kissing deep.   

“You want my cock again?” He moaned into me.

I was moaning like an animal in heat. “Yes.” His head felt so big in my hands, so solid and rugged. I couldn’t stop kissing him as his enormous hands held my petite body. “I haven’t stopped thinking about you.” I confessed in his arms.

“Good.” He said slapping my ass cheeks with both his hands. “At some point, tell them you’re not feeling well and need to go home.” He kissed me hard. “But you’re not leaving. You’ll be here in this bed waiting for me.”

I pulled back to look at him. “What about your wife?”

He smiled and licked my lips with his fat tongue. “She’s gone for the night. Girls night. They are all drinking and staying overnight.” He grabbed my ass with both hands. “I planned this.” He pulled me into his mouth again, shoving his tongue so far into my mouth I thought I would choke on it. He pulled my body into him to feel my cock hard against his stomach. He growled as we kissed, and then pulled away, lifting me up and setting me on the carpeted floor.

“Don’t make it too obvious. You can stay out there for a couple more hours. Wait till later, like after 11 or so when Trev knows I’ll head for my bedroom.” He was rubbing his cock in his shorts. I watched him, his cock huge. If he stood up right now it would completely tent his shorts. I looked down at mine, constrained in my underwear but noticeably to the side. “Just make sure there is no one in the house when you say you’re leaving and tell everyone that you’re just coming in to say goodbye to me. Then come in and I’ll get you in here.” He pulled his cock out of his shorts at that moment. I looked at it, rock-hard, throbbing in his fist. He squeezed it and a drop of cum appeared at the tip. With his thumb he rubbed it up and lifted it to my lips as I stood in front of him. I opened my mouth and his thumb slid in, and I happily sucked it, tasting his cum, and sucking on his thumb like a baby. Then he pulled me downwards and to his cock.

I took it in my mouth and started sucking it. It felt so good to taste him again, and I bent down on my knees to get as much of it as I could. Just as I was enjoying the taste and the feel and the sounds, he pulled me up to him and kissed me deep.

“Go before you’re missed. We have all night, and my first load is going in my baby’s ass.” He gruffly said, pushing me towards the door. When he did stand up his cock was still out of his shorts, pointing at me. I moved to the door as he shoved it into his shorts, barely hiding the fact that he was erect. It was standing straight up, the bulge massive as the waistband of his shorts held his cock head against his abs. At least it wasn’t tenting them!

Mine was sideways, and I adjusted myself before stepping back into the hallway and walked quietly to the bathroom once again. The house was still quiet so I stood at the bathroom door trying to will my cock to go down. It wasn’t working so I went to the kitchen to get a glass of water before I could safely step outside in front of my teammates. I heard the sliding door open and turned to see Jonny come in. I turned so my cock was facing the counter as I drank from my glass.

“Washroom?” He asked pointing in both directions.

I pointed to the left and he started down the hallway. I heard him say “Oh hey Coach!” before the sound of the bathroom door closing. Steve appeared in the kitchen, his bulge not as noticeable in his shorts, but still big.

He pulled his shorts down a bit to show me the top of a white jockstrap. “I put this on to keep my cock in place.” He giggled. That was smart, I thought. And then he added, “Another night I will fuck you with yours on.” He winked at me.

The door opened again and two more guys came in, asking for water and drinks. Steve and I gathered a few bottles and cans and I felt my cock subside, for now. The four of us returned to the deck and joined the group. Steve sat away from me, but I found his eyes on me more than once. I could see the hunger in him at times, before he remembered where he was, and how many people were around us and he would snap out of his lustful stares quickly. I had a harder time as I kept starting at him.

I would find myself staring at his bicep as he lifted his beer up to his lips. Then I would watch his lips on the bottle. The way the liquid moved down his throat. How thick his neck was as he swallowed his beer. The way his shirt folded in the middle of his pecs as they protruded out, his nipples visible through his tight tee.

I found myself looking at his hands. Thick. Wide. Strong. Hardly any hair on them. His fingers thick and meaty. Then my eyes would travel down his legs. The musculature of his thighs, right above his knee so defined. The way the outline of his substantial calves stood out, especially when he folded a leg across his other one. And his feet. So big. Wide. Manly. He had the perfect toes, not too long, thick and angled down symmetrically from his big toe. I pictured licking them, sucking them. His foot looked twice the size of mine.

I relaxed into the night, enjoying the conversations and the laughter with the other guys. And I started to notice them too as I sat there. I noticed Justin’s arms, now bigger and defined from pitching. I found myself checking out Todd’s ass as he moved around. It was true, a catcher did have a nice ass and big legs. Todd was a redhead and had freckles covering most of him. I saw it on his legs now, underneath a thick covering of blonde-red hair that looked fuzzy, soft to the touch. He had big hands too. When he sat beside me at one point, his knee touched mine and I felt a sudden bolt of something shoot through me as the hair on his leg rubbed against mine and I felt his skin touch and stick to mine in the summer heat.

And then I found myself looking at Trevor, all tall and lanky already at 17, a year younger than me but already growing faster than I was. I noticed how much he looked like his dad. Same nose. Same eyes. Trevor had to be six feet already, but was skinny and stretched as if his body was growing faster than it could handle, lengthening his arms and legs before he could put any meat on them. I wondered if he would end up built like his father.

His father.

I found myself staring back at Steve. I didn’t have much of a relationship with my own father. He wasn’t around that much, and when my parents finally split up, it didn’t feel much different. Now he was never around and I didn’t seem to mind. But looking at Steve, I realized how I had missed having a father. As I looked at Steve’s masculine face, I wished at that moment that he was my father. His eyes were roaming over me when I looked at him. I saw him peering contently at my crotch. I wondered what he was thinking as I sat observing him.

I checked my watch. It was 11:15pm. I couldn’t wait any longer.

“All right guys I gotta get going.” I announced, standing up to a chorus of no! and c’mon stay! “I’m tired guys, and not feeling the greatest.” I lied.

Justin stood up and gave me a bro hug. It felt good to feel his body around mine. Todd’s big hand slapped my ass at that moment too. “You need a ride B?” he asked.

I looked quickly at Steve who was watching me, and said no. “I’ve got my mom’s car parked on the street so no worries.” I moved to the sliding door. “I’m just going to use the washroom before I go. See you guys soon”

Trevor got up and shook my hand and his dad got up as well and moved towards the sliding door and opened it for me. And just as easy as that, Steve and I were standing alone in his house.

“I really do need to use the bathroom.” I laughed as we stepped further inside.

He smiled. “Smooth.” He pointed to the hallway. “When you’re done go my bedroom and close the door. I’ll slip away in a bit. I’m going to go back outside and tell them you’re gone.” He took my hand and walked me to the bathroom door in the hallway and planted a kiss on my lips. “Be naked in my bed ready for me.”

I felt that surge of electricity course through me as he said it. Then I stepped into the bathroom. I pissed, washed up, found some mouthwash in the cupboard and exited the bathroom. The hallway was dark and I listened for sounds. I heard the sliding door open and close and Steve’s voice was outside again on the deck, letting everyone know that I was gone. The sounds of the guys returned to normal as I heard familiar voices continue conversations, mostly about the final inning of our last game when I took the mound. I smiled and turned to the end of the hallway to the closed door. Steve’s bedroom door.

I opened it and went inside once again, closing the door behind me. Was it weird that he wanted me in his bed naked? The one he shared with his wife. I could tell automatically which side of the bed was hers with her stack of books and creams on the one nightstand. Steve’s side had an alarm clock that read 11:28pm and a couple of bottles of cologne and some spare change.

I heard the sliding door in the distance and snapped out of my trance, whipping my shirt off, kicking off my shoes and yanking down my shorts and underwear all at once, hopping into the bed naked as I was instructed. My heart was pounding as I waited, laying still on his side of the bed. But then I heard the bathroom door close and thought it might be one of the guys coming in to piss. When I heard the toilet flush, the tap coming on full blast and the door opening again followed by heavy footsteps leading away I figured it wasn’t Steve. I relaxed now into the bed, moving to the middle and seeing if I could smell Steve on the sheets. It felt nice to be completely naked under his sheets, knowing that his big body would be here next to me soon.

I felt little pangs of guilt as I felt his wife’s side of the bed. I wondered if she had any idea. He had said he had stopped his desires for guys until me, and I felt responsible for the sudden unleashed fury I seemed to have created in him. And now he had planned all this: the party for the team, his wife’s overnight with her girlfriends, all so that he could get me into his bed. He wanted to fuck me in his bed.

I heard the sliding door again, and this time I listened carefully to the sounds of heavy footsteps coming to the hallway. Only this time they continued to the bedroom door. It opened slowly, and the giant figure of Steve appeared. He closed it quickly and moved like a flash to his side of the bed as if on instinct.

“You ready for me baby.” He whispered to me as he stood at the side of the bed. He pulled his shorts down to his knees and showed me the white jock he had on. From the side, he pulled his cock out, solid and hard as it was before. He slapped it in his hand and said, “Get over and suck your coach’s dick.”

I slid over urgently, grabbing it with one hand and opening my mouth to take him in. He held my head against him as he slowly thrusted it into me. My other hand moved to his ass, bare from the backside of his jockstrap. I moaned at the feeling as I sucked him for several minutes.

He pulled out of my mouth and stepped out of his shorts, pulling his shirt off to reveal that sculpted physique to me once more. My hands went to his pecs to feel his firm chest, my fingers running through the soft hair as he pulled his jock down and stepped out of them. He pushed my naked body backwards on to the bed as his moved onto me. His mouth was on mine, his hands enveloped mine in a tight grip, and his cock pressed up against my leg as he positioned himself over me. We kissed deeply for a long time, grinding our bodies together. I was gasping for air at times as his weight landed on me each time he shifted. He was massive. He was a whole foot taller than me and easily outweighed me by a hundred pounds. A hundred pounds of dense, solid muscle.

He kissed his way to my cock at last and I felt that long tongue of his lick my entire shaft up and down before he took it in his mouth and expertly started to suck me. The feeling was incredible as he certainly knew what he was doing. I stretched out under him, his body now off me as he lay in between my legs sucking on my pole. Then he pulled me towards the edge of the bed as he knelt off of it, and pushed my legs back, lifting my ass up a bit. His tongue darted into my hole and I gasped suddenly as his beard tickled my cheeks. His tongue was in my ass, probing into it, licking, jabbing as I arched and moaned.

“Shhhh,” he said quietly, not letting up the assault. It was beyond anything I had felt so far, the attention he gave, sucking at my hole, kissing it, and shoving his tongue into me as far as it would go and giving my insides a little flick with it as it invaded me.

After a satisfying rimming, he stood up straight. His cock was sticking straight out. His chest heaving and pronounced amidst the shadows. He reached into the top drawer of his nightstand and pulled out the bottle of lube I had seen before. He watched me as he squirted some on his cock and rubbed it in. He watched me as he squirted some on his fingers and rubbed it against my hole. He watched me as he took my ankles in his hand and spread my legs open, and, standing at the edge of the bed, guided his cock to my waiting hole.

“I’m going to fuck you on your back tonight. Like my wife.” He growled as he positioned his cock at my hole. “You ready for me baby.”

I nodded, holding onto the sheets in a tight grip as I remembered that initial feeling last week.

He pushed the head of his thick 9 inch cock into me and I gritted my teeth and clenched my entire body.

“Remember baby just relax.” He cooed at me as he backed up and rubbed his cock with his hips at my hole, before it found the opening again and he pressed forward a bit more. “Show me how much you want my cock.”

I gripped the sheets again beside me as I felt myself relaxing a bit, staring up into his eyes as he pushed forward. His eyes were on his cock, watching it press against me. “Yeah baby, that’s it, let me in. Let your coach in.”

His voice was turning me on with the way he was talking. I let out a loud growl myself and found myself pressing back against him, showing him indeed just how much I wanted to feel his cock inside me. “Yes coach I want you again!” I groaned.

His cock broke through and the head slid in to both our groans. I found it didn’t hurt as much as before, his cock slick with lube. “Yeah baby I’m in. Now take it all.” He moaned as he advanced, forcing the rest of his substantial cock inside me. He pushed it all the way in as I felt his hips press against my ass, my legs still held up and out in his durable grip. “Oh fuck yeah.” He moaned, looking down on me. “Look at you.” He said, my eyes now open and looking up at him, his muscles taught and flexed as he held my legs wide and his cock buried to the hilt in me. “Look at how fucking perfect you look like this.” He hissed. “You like my cock in you? Huh?” He asked. “You like the feel of daddy’s dick in you?”

Daddy? It was like a switch turned on and a wave of emotions washed through me, electrifying me and causing me to reach up and grab his ass to pull him into me even more as I found myself yelling out “YES!”

He got the hint and pulled his cock slowly out, and then shoved it in hard. “Feel it?” He grumbled roughly. And then he did it again, shoving so hard I was being pushed upwards on the bed. He held my legs out and stood there pummeling my ass for a bit, before he placed my legs on his shoulders and crawled onto the bed in between me, pushing me further up the bed to accommodate his gargantuan body. His mouth came to mine as he scooped up under me, my legs now bent over me, but still on his shoulders as he fucked me hard on my back. My arms wrapped unconsciously around him as if we had been in this position before. I was being drilled. Hard. Deep. He broke from my lips and pulled himself up a bit.

I looked up at him, my feet on either side of his ears, his eyes staring down into mine. I could hear my teammates laughing and talking just outside, oblivious to this scene on the other side of the wall. I wonder how many of them fantasized about the Coach as I did. Or how many of them the Coach had fantasized about. Didn’t matter at this point. He was here, fucking ME. I closed my eyes listening to the sounds of my buddies laughing as I felt the pressure inside me of my big coach’s cock.

He came down to kiss me again, hard, intense. Then he broke from my lips and pushed himself upwards, using my legs to position himself. He had grabbed my legs from his shoulders and pushed them down on me, opening them up and pushing them towards my ears with his hands under my knees. I was literally bent in half as his cock rammed in and out of my ass. He was leaning his weight forward, and I felt mushed against the bed. Looking up at him, he was a powerhouse. His biceps were engaged, his shoulders were mountains that I was trying to hang on to, his mighty legs spread under me as his hips pounded into me. This was one hard fuck.

My eyes popped open wider as he hit a new spot in me I had never experienced. At first I thought I was going to piss as his cock punched into me. My mouth gaped open and I heard him laughing, causing him to thrust faster. “Yeah that’s your spot little B. Daddy found it.” He growled, now straightening his legs behind him and pushing himself up onto his toes in a push up stance, his cock never slowing down the assault in me.

I felt it coming, and I suddenly looked down at my hard cock on my abs, seeing his abs pumping into me above it. I abruptly grabbed his arms, holding onto the ripped triceps that were flexed tight as he held himself above me as I started to violently shake. I was moaning loudly, like a woman getting fucked in the pornos I had seen. Is this what it felt like to be fucked so deep?

I was repeating “Oh God Oh God Oh God” over and over as I shuddered and felt my cum rising through my body although I wasn’t touching my cock and neither was he.

“Daddy’s gonna fuck the cum out of you B.” He grunted as he continued to ram that cock in me. He was making me his new home. “You want Daddy to make you cum with his cock?”

I found myself nodding as I clutched his gigantic arms as my body continued to convulse. He was fucking upwards now, and I screamed out in pleasure. I loved feeling him over me. The power of him. The size of him. “YES!” was all I could say. I repeated it with every thrust and I squeezed his triceps tight as the feeling rose from my toes.

“You gonna cum baby?” He grunted above me, a drop of sweat from his forehead landing on my face. “Want me to FUCK it out of you?!” he roared.

I arched my back as my cum came shooting out of my dick in the strangest and most shuddering sensation I had yet to feel. The first shot went straight up my abs and chest, hitting my own face. Steve let out a satisfied groan and kept fucking me hard as the next spurt came out, then another, and another, and another, and ANOTHER with each thrust of his cock. I was covered in my own cum.  

He moved his hands to beside my body releasing my legs, and I automatically wrapped them around his waist, pulling him down onto me to feel his entire bulky mass on me, squishing my load of cum between us. He groaned in my ear and fucked me faster, wrapping his arms under me to cover my body. His face was in my neck and I held on to his over-sized body as he fucked me harder than ever before.

“You want Daddy’s cum in you baby?” His voice was loud, gruff next to my ear.

“Yes,” I moaned. “I want Daddy’s cum. Fuck me Daddy.” I heard myself saying as I hung on to him.

He started to cum so hard and violently that he lifted me off the bed in his arms as he shoved his cock so deep in me I gasped in pain. I FELT his cum flood my insides, again and again as he bucked wildly, holding onto me with one arm as the other held us up on the bed. Thrust after deep thrust until he was straightening up on his knees, with me still hugging him and impaled on his cock with only one arm around me. Fuck he was powerful. I must have looked like a blow up doll on him as he held me so easily and effortlessly. His mouth found mine quickly in that position, and I took his tongue in me deep. He rocked a bit to move his legs out and ended up sitting down on his ass on the bed, with me still impaled on his cock in his lap as we continued to kiss.

His hand was rubbing my hair, wiping the sweat from my forehead as we kissed lightly. I pulled back and did the same to him, feeling his face in my hands, smoothing his beard, watching him smile.

“Fuck you are a beast.” I said to him, kissing those fucking big lips of his.

He laughed and I felt it run through his body to his cock which vibrated inside me, causing me to take in a sharp intake of breath as the sensation went through me. His eyes widened at my sudden gasp. “Mmmmm. You’re still getting off on my cock in you aren’t you??” he said sexily. “Looks like I’ll have to come back and fuck you some more.” He kissed me deep and then LIFTED me straight up and off his cock and put me gently down on the bed before he rose up and moved to the washroom attached to their bedroom.

I laid there, feeling wet around my ass as his cum was probably slowly dripping out of me. I heard the water run for a bit and he returned with a face cloth, which he lovingly wiped my ass a bit, before patting it gently. “Keep the rest in there.” He then wiped his own cock and padded off back to the bathroom. I watched his big hard ass move. Fuck he was a sexy beast of a man.

He returned and moved to the side of the bed and grabbed his jock and slid it on. I sat up and he put a hand on my shoulder. “You’re not going anywhere just yet.” We froze in this position as I looked at his smiling face. He had that devilish grin on him again. “I’m coming back to fuck you again. Just give me a couple minutes to recuperate. And mingle with the team.” He winked again and got dressed in his same outfit and walked to the door. He opened it up and looked down the hallway and listened. Then he looked back in at me. “I’ll be back in a bit once everyone is gone. Get that ass ready again cause this time I’m gonna fuck you for a long time.” He said it so directly and casually that it left me reeling in delight. He closed the door and I looked at the clock. It was 12:25am. He had already fucked me for almost an hour. How much longer could he go?

I was about to find out.