Jake Landry
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Coach's Commands
🕑 Added 2018-11-24 05:52:50 +0000 UTCMy body wrapped tighter around Trey’s body. I just couldn’t help myself. Coach was right. This was such a good warm up. Our muscular bodies running up against each other just felt right. Compared to what I’d experienced last night I didn’t want this to end. He was so passionate that I couldn’t get enough. His big hands running down my muscular back was just too much.
I only caught glimpses of Clay’s current dilemma. Coach had told him with each new text message he’d get even hornier. His dick was pushing so hard into his stained jock it wasn’t hard to see. Some pre was obviously leaking out, staining it even more. Trey pulled me back into his kiss. Our firm bodies rided up against each other, grinding. Over and over I could feel Trey wanting to get close but Coach said we had to hold off.
The doorbell rang bringing the three of us out of our current state. “Don’t worry boys,” Coach put his hand up. “I’ve got it. You keep practicing.” I didn’t mind. After all he was dating my mom. There wasn’t a reason for him not to be able to answer the door. He lit up another cigar and headed towards the front door. I didn’t know how long he was taking but feeling Trey exploring even more of my body was too distracting. I could feel his hands were lowering further down my back. He’d started near my shoulders but slowly he’d gotten closer and closer to something. It felt so good…
“What-What-What are you guys doing?!” Kyle stammered as he looked at the two of us working out. Our nearly naked bodies were still pulled next to each other. Kyle’s mouth hung open as he tried to register the scene. We worked out so often that I didn’t know what he would be so surprised about. It was like he’d never seen us before.
“They’re just working out,” Coach said as he stood behind Kyle. His big hand rested gently on the smaller man’s shoulder. Kyle was probably about 5’8” and maybe weighed 130 pounds. He’d clearly never been in a gym before. That’s probably why he was so surprised to see us working out so hard. I went back to Trey. He seemed to have found a really special spot. I could feel his finger circling it as he pushed in. A loud gasp escaped me. I couldn’t control it. The pleasure from working out with Trey was too much and I made a mess in the jock. I could feel that Trey had done the same to his underwear.
The running back’s dick was still pressing against underwear. “So good…” he moaned still ready to continued.
“That’s enough boys,” Coach interrupted us. “You two have been going long enough. Go ahead and take a short break.” Trey pulled away from me. We sat turned toward Coach and Kyle.
“What are they doing?” Kyle said again. His voice slowed down a bit as he tried to rationalize what was going on. “Why are they…?” he couldn’t think of the word. There was clearly a word he was looking for but something was blocking him from saying it.
“Taking a break?” Coach didn’t let him keep thinking. “It’s cause they’ve been going for so long. A good workout contains several breaks.”
“That’s not…”
“It’s why they’re so big and strong. Having a partner makes workouts so much better. You’d like to have a workout partner right?” Coach leaned in with the cigar in mouth. Smoke was surrounding Kyle’s face even more. It was hard to see through the dense air. His eyes looked hazy as the smoke filled his lungs.
“I would…” Kyle’s hand lowered as it started rubbing his crotch. “I’ve only ever worked out by myself… But…” He shook his head. “That’s not…”
Clay snuck up behind Kyle and pulled him into a hug. “You’re here!” he shook the smaller man excitedly. His big body easily took hold of Kyle’s and lifted him off the ground. “You’re here! You’re here!” Clay finally released Kyle from his tight hug making the smaller man a little dizzy.
“See? You’re partner’s happy to see you. Aren’t you happy to see him?” Coach held Kyle upright as Clay stood in front of the stairs.
“I mean… Yeah… But… Errr…. Why is he almost naked?” Kyle made out.
Clay looked disheartened. “Do you not want me to be?”
“Clay said if you did his homework you’d get to see him naked. Wasn’t that the deal?” Coach asked.
“I guess…” Kyle tried to rationalize what was going on in front of him. He’d obviously thought about this many a time but now seeing it made him a little nervous. What was always in his head was now right in front of him. He could easily have something he’d desired but now it almost seemed too good to be true.
“Of course you do!” Coach slapped him in the back. His small body almost fell over. “Clay’s been waiting here for you since he got here. He’s so excited to train with you but first you have to tell him what to do. Clay’s a very good listener but he wants you to tell him what to do.” Coach whispered into Kyle’s ear. “He loves listening to you. You love telling him what to do…”
A blush washed over Kyle’s face but quickly softened. He was obviously thinking about the workout he wanted to put Clay through. “How much do you weigh and how tall are you?”
“298. 6’8”,” he answered dutifully.
“So big…” Kyle moaned at the thought. “Flex for me…” he commanded and Clay listened. The big line back held up his arms and pulled them tightly. The two round globes bulged. Even with the amount of fat on his body the thick muscle could easily be seen. Kyle ran his hand across his dick but then moved closer to Clay. The difference in size was astounding. He must have been less than half the size of Clay. His hand ran over the thick arm, pushing against it to feel his strength.
“Pretty big,” Clay bragged.
“You could be bigger,” Kyle looked past the heavy chest in front of him. He put more of his weight against the giant in front of him using the tight pecs as pillows. His other hand waded through the hairy muscles and found their way into his jock. “But you’re big enough, for now…” A smile crossed Clay’s face again as he felt the embrace. Kyle leaned back. “Down,” he commanded. Instantly Clay went down on all fours. His hefty weight stayed on his legs while he held himself up with his arms. “Good,” Kyle rubbed the top of Clay’s head. Even though he was still as low as he could go, Clay almost came up to Kyle’s chest. “Such a good boy.” His hand ran around his face and through his beard. “Take off my pants.” Clay started using his hands but was quickly interrupted. “With just your mouth.”
Clay did as he was told. Even though he’d obviously never did something like this he almost seemed like a pro. His mouth easy unhooked the button and the zipper pulled away. Kyle’s dick popped out, far larger than I would have though. It pointed directly at Clay’s forehead. The long thick member stood forward. “You’re so big…” Clay moaned as he opened his mouth. It could barely open wide enough to fit the thing in there. But he tried. He forced his mouth to be wide enough and looked up at Kyle’s face begging for approval. His eyes seemed trained on taking Kyle’s enjoyment into account.
“God…” Kyle moaned. His head fell back as though it was the best thing he’d ever done before. So many of the small guy’s fantasies were coming true all at once. And Clay seemed oddly good at it too. Kyle tried to hold back but the sudden emotions were just too much. A quick flick of the tongue sent him over. His body jerks and Clay had to ride it out. More and more cum filled his mouth. But he dutifully swallowed. “Aww man…” Kyle moaned. His body suddenly went limp.
Clay caught him over his shoulder and picked him up. He had grin on his face. “Such a good boy,” Coach complemented Clay as he pulled out his last Cigar.
