some nice equipment, but this guy had extremely nice meat, longer than either me or Coach and perfectly formed. It was easy to get him on the bed and for me and Coach to go into our routine of wetting down his cock and balls, what a nice fuckin’ dick! With a long sniff of poppers, I was not sure that I ever wanted to come off of that pretty prick and Coach seemed to be in the same mood. We kept shifting, and did the best we could to keep the daisy chain going, sucking one, then the other, in pretty good rhythm.

When Coach got up to get the lube, I had a pretty good idea of what was going to happen, and watched with great lust as Coach rolled a condom over this beautiful beast. “You have a nice prick,” Coach complimented him, and he smiled and said, “Never ever had a complaint.” Coach straddled him and sat down on the towering pole slowly until he had it all. I wanted to be a part of it, and was trying to figure out what I was going to do when the guy said, “Move over here, and sit on my face.” This was a first for me also, but I did as he said, straddling his head, now looking directly at Coach while my balls were being wet down with his flicking tongue. And my butt. He rimmed me with deep tongue, which was almost too wild for me to contain but Coach kept me in check. Occasionally I was able to fuck his face by raising my ass up and letting him guide my cock into his mouth. Coach was obviously enjoying that big cock in his ass, riding it hard. And Coach was moaning with pleasure too. We were all having a hot time.

Coach and I were facing each other and we leaned together in an embrace to have some incredibly erotic kissing. His magic tongue was going and our lips seemed to be glued together as Coach got a good fuck and I got some of the hottest tongue rimming that I had ever had, wet and slippery all over my nether regions. Coach was in control and he was wildly enthusiastic when he knew that his fucker was violently blowing his load. Coach stayed on top until the guy asked to be let up. We left the bed, and he got cold beers from the cooler.

“That was one of the wildest sessions I have ever had,” he said, “both of you guys are really hung and know what you are doing, don’t you?” Coach complimented him again on his big one, and told him he could say the same. The guy asked, “Are you guys really Coach and student, or are you Dad and Son?” Coach seemed to be startled as he said, “Why do you ask?”

He smiled, “Well, you are both hung pretty much alike, both of you are tall and well built, and you work well together like you know what to do together. My fantasy of a Dad and Son team.” Coach smiled at him and said, “My Dad lives out of state, but he and I might take you on someday. Or maybe he and his Dad can do the honors” as he pointed to me. I assumed that Coach was unraveling a load of bullshit, but the sound of it made my dick twitch out of control.

When he was gone, Coach embraced me and