As Told by Brad; 

Braden was helping Jason and I with the cleanup. Some of the others had offered but it was too many in the kitchen.  But Braden had come out to talk.

“I want to thank you both for welcoming Will and Luke,” he said.

“And why wouldn’t we?” Jason said.

“Well, I sort of threw you a curve, not telling you……”

“Just tell me one thing, where did you find that guy?” I asked.

“It’s a tossup, who found who,” he said.

“What I want to know is, do you share?” Jason asked.

Braden laughed.  “It’s been known to happen.”

“Brad kids me about how far I’ve come,” Jason said.  “I would’ve come around a lot farther a lot faster if Will had come along sooner.  I’m not embarrassed to say, I’ve never seen a more perfectly put together male in my life.  He’s stunning.”

“Yes, he is,” Braden agreed.  He laughed.  “Even our good Father Colby said if he’d met Will sooner, he probably wouldn’t have gone into the priesthood. I’ll mention that you’re interested,” Braden said with a sly grin.

“With emphasis, please,” Jason said.

“Tell him Jason’s drooling,” I joked.

“I should warn you, he’s like a panther in bed.”

“I would expect him to be,” Jason said.

“More so than you’d be expecting.”  To Jason’s curious grin, Braden took a steel ruler out of the utility drawer where he’d been putting the carving tools as he dried them and laid it on the counter.  “He’ll cover that,” he said.

Jason and I gaped at the foot ruler then at each other.

“Are you fuckin’ shittin’ me!” Jason said.

“No, sir.  And then some on a good day,” Braden replied.  “Just thought you should know.”

Nolan came in from the outside and got the pitcher of water out of the fridge. “So, good job, Braden, landing that chocolate stud,” he said.

“You didn’t do so bad with your college boy,” Braden said. “And a younger brother thrown in for good measure.”

“Yeah, it was a two-fer.  So, you’re in sales; what does your man do?’

“He’s a commercial artist, branches off in photography. He’s also a model, does runway and print. His son is breaking into that field.”

Jason said, “I wonder how long it’ll be before young Will teams up with his dad as an escort.”

“Oh, really, he’s an escort.  We gotta talk shop,” Nolan said.

“You, too? Is that full time or do you have a day job?” Braden asked jokingly.

“Construction is my day job. And a little modeling for art classes at the college.  I also coach pony league,” Nolan said.

“Jackoff of all trades,” Jason joked.

“I know you’ve got the body for it but how did you break into modeling?” I asked.

“Working on a highway construction job.  You know how the cars have to wait for oncoming traffic; well they’d started creeping by the site and this guy stopped and handed me a piece of paper with a name and phone number on it, said he could set me up with some extra work. I called him, out of curiosity. Turns out he was an art instructor at the college, looking for models for his classes. He taught photography, sculpturing, drawing, painting, the works. I figured what the hell; I went for an interview. He hired me on the spot.”

“After?” Jason asked.

“After what?” Nolan asked.

“You didn’t just walk in and get hired.”

“Well after he had me to take off my shirt he asked if I’d be willing to pose nude. You know me; I never had any modesty.  He happened to have a class coming up so I found myself standing naked on a little platform in front of a dozen or so students doing charcoal drawings.  That’s how I met Levi; he was in that class.  He and I later posed together for a photography class.”

“And the escort thing?” I asked.

“The professor set me up for that, too. Said he had friends who would gladly pay for private sessions.  Dumb me, I thought he meant private modeling.”     

“There’s a ton of shit you’re not telling us but I definitely wanta hear about coaching pony league,” Braden said “Those are sixteen, seventeen year old boys, right?”

“In their prime,” Nolan said with a wide grin.  

As Told by Nolan  (Coaching) 

These guys are seniors or graduated, they’re driving so they’ve got some independence. I could write a book, but I’ll tell you about two of ‘em; Kelly and Dale. Standout athletes, both of ‘em hot as fuck. Been friends since first grade, even calling each other fuck-buddy, but they weren’t fucking each other; it was just how they talked trash to each other.  First day, passing out uniforms.  The league furnishes the uniforms and balls but nothing else; no cleats, gloves, bats, cups, jockstraps, that sort of thing. I’ve got the boys in the dugout trying on uniforms when I see a big, badass SUV/pickup pull up downfield.  Two guys get out and I wonder what they’re doing there; they look like college guys from that distance. Maybe they’re older brothers, or maybe they’re looking for jobs as umpires. They cut across the field and come into the dugout and introduce themselves. I’m still confused, them looking like they do, especially Kelly; he’s bulging out of his T-shirt.  I check my roster and sure enough their names are on it.  Okay, they’re not college, they’re mine.  I eyeball them and hand them each a uniform.  I can see the younger boys watching them, looking a little agog when Kelly peels off his T-shirt.  Geezuss! He’s got muscles in his shit. He’s even got hair on his chest.  I never saw a seventeen-year-old look like that and I almost asked him to show some ID.  But he was on the roster as a player and he was there so he was already registered. Dale’s no slouch. He’s built to attract attention but he’s smoother; just a nice treasure trail down his stomach. Then they both shuck their jeans. I almost had to blow my whistle to get the other boys’ attention.  Dale’s wearing the tiniest briefs I ever saw but Kelly out did him in a lace-up jockstrap like I never seen before.  He was bulging out of it. This is all just background; I’ll get to the good stuff. Suffice to say I had no idea what I was getting myself into.

Kelly is elected captain of the team, of course. The other boys idolize him and I depend on him.  He can put the boys through their paces like a bunch of circus ponies. I have to say he had as much to do with our winning streak as I did. Then one day after a game I’m gathering up the gear and stuff that the boys left laying around the dugout and I see Kelly’s SUV parked downfield on the other team’s side of the ball field. Maybe something’s wrong; I head down that way.  Getting closer I can see he’s turned in the seat with his driver’s side door open   A little closer, he turns straight in the seat and I see someone, a player from the other team, appear around the front of the SUV.  He can’t avoid me and we pass each other along the fence; he’s got his head down and he’s wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. Didn’t take much to figure out what was going on in the SUV. I’m surprised and I’m not. Not hard to figure Kelly would attract that kind of attention but fuck, right out in the open like that? I walk around to the driver’s side, to the open window. His baseball pants are only half done up. No sense mincing words.

“You guys need to take it back to the woods,” I said.  “This is too open, some little kids might see you.”

“He’s no little kid; he’s my age,” he said.

“It’s still too out in the open.”

“Yes, sir.”

“You gotta admit, it was pretty damned bold, Kelly. Is anything like this going on with anybody else on the team?”

He laughed, rolling his eyes. “I wouldn’t say if I knew, not by name.”

“There is, then.”

“Coach, it’s been going on since I was one of the little kids, so yeah, it’s going on.  Hell, one of our boys is getting it from one of the other coaches as we speak.”

“The coach of the team we played today?”

“Yeah.”

“How do they get hooked up? How’d you get hooked up with that boy?”

“Didn’t take much; I bet him I could hit a line drive right past him.”

“You did that twice,” I said.

“Yeah, he owes me another blowjob.  You asked how they get hooked up?  Various ways.  An uncle of one of the boys drives some of them home after practice.  Only he drives out in the country and gives them all blowjobs before he takes them home. It’s an after-game party somewhere, Coach, after every game.”  He laughed again.  “Shit, Coach, one of the moms who gathers up the little darlings to take them home, takes them to her house and fucks their brains out. There’s more sex going on than base hits, RBIs or home runs combined.”

“Geezuss, I had no idea.”

“Most people don’t,” he said.  “Just those under the radar.”

“Going on for so long, so many involved, it sounds like it’s a cultural thing,” I said.

“Been going on since I can remember.  But I wasn’t in on it as early as some of the boys today.  I knew it but I didn’t.  I guess I was afraid to know it.  But then I grew up. Hell, Coach, there was an end-of-season party last year where the coaches had a cookout and invited just the players, no parents. No parents, but they invited a couple of girls.  While they were grilling and eating, we players were taking turns going inside to fuck the girls. It wasn’t our coach who had the party but I got invited because I’ve got a big cock.”

I felt my face flush warm at the mention of his cock but managed to slide past it. “I’m amazed it hasn’t been exposed,” I said.

“Nobody wants to ruin a good thing,” he said. “Hey, Coach, do you wanta get in on it?”

It was my turn to laugh.  “I can’t believe one of my players is inviting me into a baseball sex club.  I would’ve thought it would be one of the coaches.”

“No, no, it’s always a player, never a coach. That’s a cardinal rule.  About the only rule,” he added, laughing, “except the one that nobody ever says anything.”

“If this ever blows up……,” I said.

“It won’t,” he said.  “Too many boys, coaches, uncles, moms…. that’s the beauty of it, it’s too big to fail.  So, do you want in? I know some boys who would like to see you be part of it.  They think you’re hot.”

“Oh, Really!”

“Yeah. My buddy, Dale, for one.  Me too, for that matter.”

“Where is Dale? You guys always come together.”

“He went off with one of the other coaches. I think he’s going to lose his virginity. He sure hopes so,” he said, laughing. “He said he would tell me all about it.” He paused, still groping.  “Of course, there’s an initiation for new guys,” he added with a sly grin and I could see him groping the front of his uniform pants.

“What kind of initiation?”

“Well, if I bringing you in, you’d have to suck my cock.”

“Is that out of the rule book, or is that your own personal rule?” I asked.

“Either way, no blowjob, no admittance,” he said with a shrug.

I looked all around. Mine was the only other vehicle in sight.

“We don’t have to go to the woods, Coach.  Right here’s fine,” he said as he reached for the door handle.

I moved back to let him open the door and he turned in the seat, facing me, with one foot on the running board. The bulge in his pants made my mouth water.

“Once you get past me, Coach, there’s all the young, hard cock you can handle, waiting to be done. Ass, too.  Some of the boys like to be fucked.”

“What made you think I’d wanta be in on something like this?” I asked.

“After a while you get an eye for it, you know what to watch for,” he said.

“And? What did you see that gave me away?”

“The way you looked at me and Dale when we showed up for that first practice.  The way you watch the boys. Like when they’re going up to bat your eyes are glued to their butts.”

“I’ll have to watch that,” I said.

I don’t know how my legs held me up as long as they did. When he started unbuttoning his uniform pants my legs gave way and I went to my knees on the ground. He chuckled and slid down out of the truck to stand in front of me, his pants open now, exposing that damned, sexy lace-up jockstrap with his cock poking out of the waist. I whimpered with raw lust as I closed my mouth over the exposed man meat. He put his hand around my head, pressing my mouth hard against his cockhead.  I breathed in the wonderful male musk from his crotch as I began licking up his precum.

“Fuck, Coach, you don’t know how long I’ve dreamed of this moment.”

I looked up at him with adoring eyes, raking over the bulging muscle bricks of his hard abs, following the dark treasure trail to his thick, broad chest. His turgid nipples stood out, so inviting, and I found my strength to stand up and kiss his chest.

“Aww, yeah, Coach, I love it,” he murmured.

I sucked each nipple, back and forth till they were hard then I kissed all across his chest muscles and even into his hairy armpits. He was such a man for a seventeen year old.

“I’ve wanted to follow this treasure trail since I first saw you without your shirt,” I said as I began kissing back down his stomach.”

“Wish you hadn’t waited so long,” he said.

While I was up top he had unlaced his jockstrap and laid it open so his cock and balls were freed.  His cock stuck out an incredible length.

“Geezuss! This is not your normal seventeen-year-old cock,” I said as I stroked it.

“I had two growth spurts. First when I was fifteen, then again this summer.”

“How big is this thing?”

“Just at nine inches,” he said.

“And you’ve got a couple more years of growth ahead of you,” I said.  “You’re gonna be a horse.”

“Well, my dad is a horse, I’ve got that going for me.”

“When can I meet your dad?” I joked.

His cock was throbbing so hard it must have ached.  I did my best to relieve the ache.  I went down on him and sucked him with the reverence that a cock that size deserves. He was grateful, by his soft moans and groans. I did my best to take him all the way and he did his best to urge me down on it but with his cock’s upward curve I couldn’t manage it in that position.  His hard, round butt in my hands felt as awesome as his cock and a lot of the drool I was producing was my mouth watering for want of it.  I gave his magnificent cock its due before I let it go and urged him to turn around.

“What’re you going to do?” he asked over his shoulder.

“I’ll show you.”  I kneaded the firm muscles of his butt, pulling them apart to expose the hairy crevice.  Then I buried my face in them, lashing at his hole with my tongue.

“AAwwwhhhhhh!” he cried out.  “Awww, Kreerist, Coach!  Nobody’s ever done that before!”

“You need to find new friends,” I murmured as I kept licking his asshole.

“Fuck, I didn’t know I even had feelings in my ass,” he groaned.

I worked his slick hole with my fingers, probing and stretching it open till I was able to get my tongue way up inside him. I thought he was going to climb over the truck.  He was breathless by the time I eased up and turned him around again to take his cock.

“Damn, Coach, you got my asshole twitching.”

“It’s called begging,” I joked as I began licking up the precum running down his cock.  “Godd, you are gorgeous,” I said.

“Don’t embarrass me,” he said.  “Godd, this feels so good; the best I’ve ever had of anybody who’s ever sucked me.”

He was, by far, one of the finest young cocks I’d ever gotten hold of, too, and I strived to do him justice.

“Coach….can I ask you something?” he said in a low, husky tone.

“Anything,” I said.

“Would you wanta fuck me?”

I was stunned to silence.  I couldn’t have guessed in a million years that I would hear those words coming out of this young stud’s mouth.

“If I’m hearing you right….yes. Hell, yes,” I said. “But I can’t believe you’re asking me that.”

“Well, Dale and I always talked about it would be us popping each other’s cherry when the time came but the truth is, we’ve never done anything together.  We’ve been together with other guys having sex but never between us.  I’ve been sort of expecting it to happen; I’ve been flushing out just about every day I know we’re gonna be together.  Now he’s gone off to get fucked and give up his virginity and I don’t want him to come back with that over me.  I wanta be able to tell him I’m not a virgin anymore either. And the way you’ve got my ass twitching, I’m ready.”

I felt like I was having a meltdown inside just over the prospect of fucking this gorgeous teenage stud. I wasn’t sure when he meant to do it.

“Yes, I’d be privileged to take your virginity; do you have a time and place in mind?”

“Yes, here….now.”

I looked all around, fearful.   We were alone in the ball park but still out in the open and somebody could come driving in at any moment.

“Do you wanta take it back to the woods?” I asked.

“No, right here.  I like the risk factor; it really turns me on. You’ve got me so ready, Coach, eating my ass like that.  All you gotta do is lube up your cock and shove it in.”

“Alright, do you wanta lay across the seat?”

“No, I want it more rugged than that.  Like, slam me up against the side of the truck bed and hammer me.”

“You’re a virgin, Kelly, it’s gonna hurt some.”

“If it does, it’ll be a good hurt, ‘cause I want it,” he said.

I turned him around and pushed him against the side of the truck bed and did a full body press against him, my cock laid in the crack of his ass to remind him how big I was and maybe give him a chance to reconsider. He pressed his butt back against me and clenched the muscles hard against my cock.  So much for reconsidering.  I slicked up my cock and buried the head between his taut buns. He jutted his ass back, spreading them for me.  I pulled his hips back, opening his crack even wider and set the head of my cock firmly against his hole.

“Last chance to change your mind,” I said.

“No fuckin’ way,” he said. “I’m imaging Dale getting it about now from one of the other coaches and he’s not gonna have that over me.”

He held his ground as I pushed against his hole.  He let out a little gasp of surprise when I pushed through but still didn’t pull away even one inch.  Fuck, he was tight!!  I didn’t slam into him; I slowly impaled him, watching his tight asshole clench and swallow my cock inch by inch. 

“Fuckin’ deep,” he murmured.

“Gonna go deeper,” I warned. “But it’s too late to change your mind.

“I said no fuckin’ way.”

When I was all the way in he pushed back and twisted his butt against my loins, settling in on my cock.

“Fuck, that’s a lot of cock!” he exclaimed. “Bet Dale’s not getting it like this.”

“He might be; they’re probably taking turns,” I said.  “What do you think, stud, are you not a virgin anymore, or do I have to fuck it out of you.”

“Nobody could still be a virgin with that much cock buried and throbbing in his ass, but just to be sure, you’d better fuck it out of me.”

I loved this kid!  I fucked him hard, admittedly, almost to the point of brutalizing him but his only complaint was “more” and “harder” and “fuck my eyeballs out.” 

“No, you keep your eyes open,” I said as I clawed at his jock-buzzed hair.  “We don’t wanta get caught doing this.”  I obliged him as best I could. It turned into a fuck frenzy. I turned him around and pushed him back against the truck. He spread his arms across the edge of the truck bed for support as I grabbed his legs and wrapped them around my hips.  I slammed into him this time and resumed fucking him.

“I can’t keep watch this way,” he groaned.

“I can,” I said.  I fucked him like he was a rag doll while he hung on for dear life, his head lolling around and banging back against the edge of the truck bed. 

“Please, Coach….the other way,” he begged in a whimpering moan.  “Stand me down like before.”

I stood him down and turned him around and slammed my cock in him again, hard this time, pushing him up against the truck and I  lost my visual concentration.

“Coach!” he cried out.  “Coach, there’s a pickup coming this way!”

I paused but I didn’t pull out. I waited for a long, crucial ten seconds or so, tensed to jerk my cock fee, but then the truck turned.

“It’s okay he turned on the side road,” Kelly said. 

I was relived but I turned loose everything I had on the teenage god. We couldn’t take that chance again. I fucked him to cum. I reached round and grabbed hold of his cock to get him off, too.  I couldn’t remember when I’d fucked so hard. My butt and stomach muscles were aching and my legs were shaking. Suddenly Kelly let out a wailing moan that could’ve been heard across the county.

“Coach, I’m cummin’!” he cried, tossing his head back.  “Ohh, Godd….Oh, Godd….Oh, Godd….fuck me….fuck me, Coach, I’m gonna cum!”

Suddenly I realized we were both down where we could not see the road leading back to the ball park.  I forced myself to my feet, saw that the coast was still clear, then I helped Kelly to his feet.

“Holy shit, Coach, you damn near did fuck my brains out,” he said as he fumbled with his clothes.  “”Geezusss!  Is that all mine?”” he said when he saw the mess of cum on the side of the SUV.

“Must be, mine’s in your ass,” I said.

I got in and he drove us to my truck.

“How about it, did I nail your virginity?” I asked.

“Fuck, I can’t even remember what it felt like,” he said.  “I hope we can do this again, Coach.”

“Any time you feel the itch, Pony Boy,” I said.

Kelly and Dale compared notes and I started fucking Dale as well. 

“What about the initiation?” Braden asked.  “Kelly said you’d have to go through an initiation.”

“Ah, that.  Let’s save it for later,” he said with a grin.

Posted: 07/03/15