In this smoking hot erotic fiction story called ” Showing Coach Jackson Who's Boss”, a sexy jock called Brad has a bet that he can fuck the team coach – and does he ever! Read a sizzling excerpt from the story below:
"Suck my cock, Coach." Brad commanded.
Fuck this kid had a thick cock. And Coach Jackson loved sucking
cock. The bigger the better.
Coach Jackson pointed to the trophy case behind his athlete. "Look
at that trophy case, Williams." Brad complied. "I've got 20 years of
experience telling cocky little jocks like you what to do and when to do
it. If I want to suck your fat cock it's because I want to suck your fat
cock, you little punk." He said, pointing at himself at the word `I'.
Brad just smiled, cockily.
"You got that, Williams?" Coach Jackson questioned.
"I don't care what you need to do to justify it to yourself as long
as your lips are wrapped around my cock." Brad said simply.
"You cocky little fucker." Coach Jackson muttered, getting up from
his chair, amused. He got right into Brad's face and stared him down. He
was impressed that his athlete did not flinch. He liked that. Most guys,
hell most men, would cower at the sight of his 6 foot 7 powerful frame
towering over them. He reached out and grabbed his athlete's thick
cock. "I'll bet a little punk like you doesn't even know how to use a big
cock like this. Such a waste of a big, fat cock."
He knelt down and licked the head. Brad shuddered. Coach Jackson
continued, "Yeah, I'll bet you and your dumb jock friends get drunk off of
your stupid margarita flavored beers and have those slutty little
cheerleaders spit your cum out after you blow your pathetic little wads
after 30 measly seconds." He grabbed Brad's cock and waved it around,
enjoying the girth.
He wrapped his tongue around the thick head and swallowed it all
the way to the base before releasing it again. "Cocky little kid coming in
here trying to be a man." He muttered before swallowing it all the way down
again.
"Oh fuck, Coach." Brad groaned.
"I've had guys like you." He said, waving his athlete's cock
around, watching his spit shine along its incredible girth. "Thinking
they're God's gift to the fucking Earth."
He swirled his tongue around the piss slit, playing with a drop of
precum."And then I show them what it means to be a real man." He said,
bringing a hand up to Brad's muscular ass and squeezing it. "And I get them
to do whatever I want. When I want." He swallowed Brad's cock and held it
deep down his throat.
"Fuck, Coach!" Brad shouted, holding his superior's head down on
his cock.
Coach Jackson released Brad's cock from his mouth and stood up,
towering over his athlete. Brad was a tall guy but even he had to crane his
neck up to stare into Coach Jackson's dark brown eyes. Coach Jackson pushed
his hands under his athlete's shirt and started playing with his muscular
pecks. He stuck out his rough tongue and licked all the way across Brad's
cheek before kissing him on the lips with a loud smack. He parted for just
a few seconds uttering, "I want that ass, Williams."
Brad Williams pulled his head back and stared up at his hulking
superior. "Nuh uh. I don't get fucked." He said before kissing his coach
again. "But you do."
Coach Jackson laughed as he thrust his tongue into his star
player's mouth. "You cocky son of a bitch, Williams."
Brad reached his hands around his hulking Coach and grabbed two of
the meatiest ass cheeks he had ever seen. This 6 foot 7 authority figure
was solid muscle and all man. He pulled Coach Jackson tighter into him as
they continued assaulting each others' mouths with their tongues. Brad
squeezed his coach's ass hard.
Coach Jackson pulled their faces apart briefly. "Suppose I did let
you have my ass, Williams." He said, giving his athlete's lip a quick
nip. "Are you man enough to take it?"
Brad squeezed his coach's ass hard and rocked his big, thick cock
against it. "What do you think, old man?"
"Fuck, kid." Coach Jackson finally relented, banging his fists hard
against his athlete's pecks. "It's yours. Take it."
Brad slapped his ass hard. He slipped his fingers into the
waistband of Coach Jackson's slutty little wind shorts and pulled them down
revealing the thickest cock he had ever seen. He had heard of the term
"beer can cock" used to describe is own cock but what Coach Jackson had
swinging between his legs was a sight to behold.
"Yeah, you like that big cock, Williams? You still think you're man
enough to take my ass?"
"All the more fun to grab on to while I'm railing your ass, Coach."
Brad countered, thrusting his tongue into his coach's mouth.
"Yeah? Prove it, kid. So far all I'm seeing is some cocky, dumb,
big-dicked jock with an even bigger mouth. It's time to see some action."
"Shut the fuck up and tell me where the lube is." Brad commanded,
giving his coach a loud spank.
"Now that's more like it, Williams." Coach Jackson winced. "Third
drawer on the left." He said, his huge muscles contracting as he pointed to
his desk.
Brad retrieved it and squeezed a good amount onto his dick. "Get
over there and stick your ass out." He commanded.
"Nuh uh, kid. We're doing this my way. I want to ride it." Coach
Jackson said, defiantly, gesturing for Brad to sit on his desk so he could
sit down on his athlete's big cock and stay in control.
"Not gonna happen, Coach. I going to bend you over your own desk
and fuck the shit out of you like you've been wanting to do to all of those
dumb jocks you fantasize about. Except this time you're the dumb jock
getting fucked."
Coach Jackson gave a devious grin and obediently walked over to his
desk, sticking his muscle ass out with a smirk. "You better fuck me like a
man, Williams, or I'll have to teach you how it's done."
"Yeah, we'll see if you're still a tough guy when you're moaning
with my dick up your ass."
"Not if you keep talking we won't. Come on, kid, man up and fuck
me. I didn't hand my ass over for the first time to some pussy who wouldn't
know what to do with it."
Brad's cock throbbed. So this was Coach Jackson's first time
getting fucked? Even better. It was clear when Brad saw the massive cock
that Coach Jackson possessed he would find no trouble getting people to
bend over for him so the fact that he was letting him be the first one to
return the favor made Brad even more turned on.
Brad moved behind his hulking, muscled coach and lined his thick
cock up with the virgin hole awaiting him. For the first time he saw a
trace of fear in his superior's eyes. "Go easy on me, Williams." Coach
Jackson pled, completely vulnerable.
Brad popped the head of his cock into his Coach's virgin ass,
making him jump. " You're a tough guy, Coach I won't give you anything you
can't handle." And with that he sank his dick up his ass.
"Fuck!" Coach Jackson yelled through gritted teeth. Brad stopped
his advance and paused for a moment. "Keep going, Williams." Coach Jackson
commanded. "I want it all in me."
Brad complied and continued sinking more and more of his thick cock
up his coach's ass until his balls were resting against Coach Jackson's
giant testicles. "Fuck, kid, you've got a mean cock on you."
"People might have trouble at first but they come around after a
bit." Brad smiled, kissing his shoulder gently.
"Well don't just stand there. Show me what you got." Coach Jackson
commanded, reaching back to give his athlete a loud spank. "Don't make me
regret letting you have my ass.
"Oh fuck!" He yelled as his athlete railed into him.
"God damn, Williams." He moaned, relishing the sensation of his
star athlete's balls smacking against his. "Come on, fuck me like a man."
The sound of skin smacking against skin filled the office as Coach
Jackson's testosterone loaded moans grew louder.
Brad reached around the giant ass he was pounding and grabbed a
hold of Coach Jackson's beer can cock. It was rock hard and dripping
precum.
"Yeah, you like that, Coach?"
"Oh fuck yeah." Coach Jackson answered, loving the feeling of his
cock getting jerked while his ass was getting fucked.
"You like getting fucked, Coach? You like getting fucked by a real
man?" Brad yelled, thrusting his thick cock into his coach as far as it
would go.
"Fuck yeah I do. Fuck me, stud." Coach Jackson groaned.