From Ned’s Collection. The Coach and the Snowstorm / #3

This is a story based upon real events and can be considered as totally true. It happened pretty much this way.

I picked up the napkin and said, “OK, let’s go.” Coach literally growled, “Aaaawwright! You are one fucking fantastic stud! I just may let you fuck me later tonight.” I was already counting on that.

With a lot of my own mixture of thoughts, Coach and I got in the elevator and Coach leaned over and said, “I think this is going to be hot. You looking forward to this?” I said that I was, but that was more bravura than fact. I was not even sure what the hell was going to happen, though I had a pretty good idea. I was not totally naïve. Just inexperienced. Coach reached for my hand, and put it on his bulging crotch, and he was hard as a brick. Coach also gave me a quick grope and said, “Damn, you are cock-ready, aren’t you?” I wasn’t totally aware of it, but I guess I was.

Ron swung the door open wide, and waved us inside. He had shed most of his clothes, shirtless and shoeless, in navy blue workout shorts and nothing else. He had a very hairy chest, which boasted some well-developed muscular pecs, and he also seemed to have a sexy coating of hair all over his body. He was not as tall as either Coach or me, but he was built solidly in a square and rugged frame. A macho man. His smile was wide and white.

I was first inside, and Ron gave me a quick hug and a peck of a kiss on both cheeks as I passed him. Coach, however, stopped and the two of them went into a clutch and a clinch like long-lost now-reunited lovers. They were all over each other. Their kiss seemed to be fiercely wet and demanding, accompanied by low moans of mutual approval as they each groped the other’s crotch. They both were hard, so was I. To see Coach sucking face with another hot man, also a Coach, was a big fucking turn-on for me. This was a first for me. More “firsts” were on the way.

I think the hot running hormones were mixed with a bit of jealousy. But when Ron then turned to me to give me exactly the same treatment, it seemed to balance out. And yes, I did get a nice handful of his hard cock as well. Coach made a comment about throwing cold water on us to break it up as we pulled apart. Damn, this was already hot and I was still fully clothed! Ron offered us a beer, but the games seemed to begin before much beer was consumed.

It started with the three of us standing in a circle, kissing each other and groping, and then the unzipping, and then the quick and frantic desire to get completely naked. Ron slipped his shorts off easily, to reveal a nice dick, shorter than either the Coach or me, but very thick and he was proud of it as he stood and arched his back, and asked if we liked what we saw? I did. Coach obviously did, as he quickly just knelt down and went down on Ron, taking him all in a deep swallow. He closed his eyes and moved Ron’s cock in and out of his mouth, with his hands playing with Ron’s