"About what?" He asked.

"What other people look like," I replied.

He had a smirk on his face. The whole situation made me nervous, like I was going to be in trouble.

"You've seen your friends and probably your Dad's. You probably already know," coach said. "You know if I see you staring at my crotch, others probably can too."

"Yeah, I know," I told him and blushed. "That's how I've been able to see a few."

"Oh." He said. "So you're trying to get me to show you mine, huh?"

I shrugged my shoulders. "If you want to show me."

"Others show you hard or soft?" He asked.

He looked around his living room as if his wife and kids would catch us. It was early afternoon, and no one was home with us. My Dad couldn't get me until after dinner and Coach had an early day so I left with him because he was my ride.

"Both," I replied. "Dad's always is hard when he shows me," I told him.

"You think you'll be mad if I show you?" He asked softly.

I was eighteen, I didn't care what Dad thought to be honest.

"No," I told him. "He doesn't care."

Coach put his hand on his crotch and began kneading himself. I did the same to mine as I watched him and he watched me. I was hard right away but Coach took a moment, kept looking around making sure we were still alone.

He stood up right in front of me and pulled his shorts down, revealing his heavy balls. His cock was caught on his shirt at first, thick as hell, just like I had guessed it to be from watching it. He lifted his shirt and let it fall straight forward, pointing at me.

"So?" He asked, it jumped as he flexed it.

"Thick! Nice," I told him and licked my lips. "Biggest so far," I complimented him.

"Are you good at sucking?" He asked putting his hand on my shoulder. "I could really go for a warm mouth."

"Yeah," I replied immediately and wrapped my hand around him and looked up.

I slowly stroked him and smiled up at him. He looked happy as I was, this was going to be great. I opened my mouth and tasted him, he was a little musty from the day and I could smell the soap and cologne wore. I sucked on the thick tip of his dick as he massaged my shoulder in his grip.

I loved sucking cock, especially cock that was off limits. There was something about getting to do the things I wasn't supposed to be able to do. To enjoy men that everyone else stayed away from. Like Dad, he was vocal, I could hear him grunting and sighing to himself.

"Fuck, that's it. Suck my cock," he spoke out loud.

"Mmm," I moaned so he knew I liked doing this for him.

"Yeah, you do. Got myself a little cocksucker, don't I?" He said to me.

I pulled him out of my mouth. "Yes, Sir," I said looking up at me. "And you can fuck me too," I added.

I figured I let him know I was down for however he needed to get off.

"Yeah? I haven't fuck a dudes hole since college. You want to ride me?" He asked and pushed me away and sat on the couch before I responded.

I slipped off my shorts and shirt and climbed on his lap. He aimed his cock straight up and held my hip as I sat down on him. I watched his face go from happy to pure joy as he felt my body wrapping around him, as every thick inch slid slowly inside my welcoming ass.

"Oh fuck, that's it baby. Take it," he growled at me. "You're Daddy do this too?" He asked casually, like it wasn't crazy.

"Yeah, we do," I told him the truth. "Whenever Mom's not home I suck him then he fucks me."

"Lucky dude," he told me. "Glad he can share."

I sat completely down, feeling his warm body pressed against mine. My balls resting on his stomach and his cock firmly entrenched inside me. I felt full, really really full. My cock was jumping because of the pressure he was pushing onto my prostate. I began to pull off when he pulled my right back down.

"No, let me enjoy being completely in for a second," he said with a huge grin.

"Okay," I told him. "Can I kiss you?" I asked.

He paused and then nodded yes.

I leaned in and felt his big arms wrap around me and his tongue slipped in my mouth. I let out a sigh as I melted into him, our body entwined in a forbidden sexual act.

I wondered why his wife would think if she walked in and saw him with his cock inside of me. Would she be turned on like my Dad would be or mad like my Mom? Clearly coach thought it was worth the risk to fuck me.

I slowly rocked back and forth until he began to lift me with his arms. Thrusting his cock in my slowly at first he picked up spread, not breaking our makeout session. I felt so good having him sliding in and out of me, stretching my ass around him as we fucked on his living room couch.

"You're so fucking right," he said finally pulling away and leaning back.

He held my hips, lifting and pulling me down hard onto his lap. The sounds of sex filled the room as we both moaned, grunted and our bodies slammed together.

"I'm gonna live your hole for your Daddy, so it's nice and ready tonight when he picks you up," Coach said.

"Yes, please," is all I could get out as I get my cock erupt all over this pecs and stomach.

"Oh fuck!" He yelled as he felt me squeezing around him and my warm cum coating his skin.

He pulled me down, pushing his cock as far as he possibly could go and exploded inside of me. I felt his body tense as his orgasm gave me the lube he had promised. This husband and father of three was depositing his seed and loving every second of it.

That was my favorite thing about men, they are animals and their needs taken care of, period, nothing more to it. They have basic sexual needs that any willing person should be able to provide them. That's where I came in, my need was to be used by these men, to fill the needs and support them any way I can.

"Thank you Coach, fuck that felt so good," I told him and gave him a hug, my cum smearing into both of our skin as his cock was still hard in my ass.

"Right back at you, I needed that," he told me and rubbed my back as his cock softened and slipped out.

"Anytime, I got you," I told him, opening up our future to more fucking.

"Definitely," he said and held me close.

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