Straight Boy Bottom: Chapter 5

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Straight Boy Bottom: Chapter 5Chapter 5 – UsedCoach leaned in close and said “If I’d known a dick up your ass would makeyou this happy I would have got you one a long time ago.”I stared at him blankly for several seconds before he started laughing.”Did you think I didn’t know? Jack is a friend of mine, and I hired him to’feel you out’ so to speak.””What?” I asked, flabbergasted. “How did you….””Know? I didn’t. But I suspected. That ass… it’s just too perfect notto get plowed. And now it turns out your a complete bottom slut.” Heginned at that last part as he sipped his drink. I looked around, fearful,but nobody was within earshot. My teammates were loudly celebrating intheir corner, unawares. Coach laughed again. “He texted me everything.All the things you mumbled while he fucked you good. Now how about you andI go up to my room and talk about it?”I reluctantly followed him, not surewhat else to do. If he started talking any louder, all of my teammateswould know what a deviant I’d become.We got into the elevator, where it was just Coach and I. Coach apparentlyhad a nice room, since it was on the highest floor of the hotel. After thedoors closed he turned to me and said in his authoritative coach’s voice”Strip.” I looked at him in disbelief, but it only took me a second torealize he was not k**ding. I immediately pulled off my shirt, and kickedoff my shoes. My pants came next, and now I was in tight black briefs inthe elevator. He told me to stop there, and we rode to the top floor insilence while Coach’s eyes explored my exposed body.The chime went off as we reached the top floor. I bent to gather myclothes when Coach said simply “leave them” as he walked out. I obeyed,and was silently grateful I hadn’t brought my wallet with me. I followedhim down the long hall, and during the trip several people saw me in mystate of undress following the older man, none said a word. Do they thinkI’m a prostitute? I wondered to myself. They likely did, but there waslittle I could do about it.Coach led me into his room, a huge suite, probably very expensive. It wasa loft style, with a massive room playing living room, dining room,kitchen, and bedroom. Two doors led off of it, one to the bathroom, andone set of double doors to the balcony. Coach went over to the balconydoors and threw them open, revealing a spectacular view of the city lights.I followed him out there and leaned agains the railing, enraptured. Soonafter I felt his lips on my neck, kissing, sucking, nibbling. His handsmoved across my front, feeling my body. I sighed as his fingers felt mypeeks, and played with my small nipples and the small barbells that piercedthem. Though his mouth stayed in place, his hands traveled down my abs,feeling as they went. Soon his fingers pushed the waist of my briefs down,and they fell to the floor. I was naked as the day I was born, out on abalcony above a city of millions. Coach’s foot flashed out quickly, andkicked my briefs off the balcony. “Oops” he said, smiling at me evilly.I had no clothing left outside of my room, 10 floors below. He saw myscowl and said “What are you gonna do? I have you by the balls. Or shouldI say the ass?” With that he clenched my ass checks, gripping them likefirm ripe fruit. “Stay” he said, and walked back into the suite, closingthe balcony doors behind him. I stood out on the balcony completely naked,relieved that it was pretty dark out. I could see an older man on the nextbalcony over eyeing me however, but hoped that the shadows at least hid myface from his view.After a minute Coach came back onto the balcony, waved at the guy on thenext balcony over, and ushered me back inside with his large hand on myass. After we stepped inside sincan escort he ordered me to strip him. My hands shookslightly as I unbuttoned his shirt. As my hands moved down his shirtopened to reveal more and more of his broad, hairy chest. I pushed theshirt off his shoulders, revealing his broad shoulders and thick biceps. Ihad always admired Coach’s body, it was so solid and manly, much differentfrom my own small tight hairless frame. I went to his belt next, pullingit free from his pants, then lowered his zipper. As his pants fell, theyrevealed a pair of white briefs full to bursting with hard cock. I kneltto untie and remove his shoes and socks, then pulled his pants free of hisfeet. Finally I was looking up at him, his large bulge obscene in front ofmy face. Coach’s hand was on my head now, his fingers in my copper hair,looking down at me with a smug superior grin that for some reason turnedme on.”Take it out” he ordered simply. I reached up and pulled his briefs downto the floor. A long, fat, glistening cock flopped out into my face, freedfrom captivity. “You like that cock?” Coach asked, as he smacked my facewith it. It was easily the largest one I had encountered, longer even thanNathan’s, though not quite as fat. If I had to guess I would say it wasabout 9 & 1/2 inches long, and dripping precum.”Yes Coach” I answered. It was very impressive.”Have you sucked cock before boy?” he asked.”Yes sir, though it’s not what I prefer to do.””Did I ask what you preferred boy?” My cheeks turned red.”No sir.””That’s right. Now get my cock ready for the eager hole of yours.” Igrasped his cock in one hand, admiring its weight. I licked the head ofhis cock, and tastes his precum. It was good, manly. I took the head inmy mouth. The head flared out wider than the shaft and it was a mouthful.I took the first few inches of his cock into my mouth, and sucked it asbest I could. I had had a good deal of practice sucking cocks since thatfirst one, though it was still not my preference. Gwen however loved towatch me swallow loads from men’s cocks, and so I had tasted many differentguys’ cum. After a few minutes, Coach was satisfied that his cock wasprepped, and pulled my head back by my hair. He led me to the bed, andpositioned me on my belly. I looked forward and realized there was a fulllength mirror in front of me. I saw Coach get behind me on the bed,stroking his big tool. He applied some lube and began spreading coatinghimself in it.”Don’t need much” he said. “I know Jack bred that ass about an hour ago.”I turned red as I nodded. He looked down at my inviting bubble butt andsmiled. “Damn I love having gays on my teams.” He started to position thefat head of his cock at my entrance.”I’m not gay Coach” I pointed out, though I don’t know why. He raised aneyebrow.”How many cocks have been in this hot ass of yours?” he asked,on handsqueezing my left ass cheek as his cock pushed gently against my hole. Ipaused for a moment, though I knew the answer immediately. He smacked myass, hard.”Twenty six sir” I answered.”Including Jack?” he asked. I realized I had forgotten to count him.”No sir, twenty seven then. Sorry.””And when did you start taking cock?” He pushed against me a little more,and my hole was beginning to open up for him.”About two months ago sir” I told him, turning red at expressing my deviantbehavior out loud.”Holy fuck boy. Almost 30 different men have fucked your ass in twomonths? And you’re not gay?” With that he finally pushed forward, histhick cock head pushing its way smoothly into my ass. There was almost nopain, probably due to my having been fucked so recently. But his cock didbegin to slide into new territory as it delved deeper into escort sincan my body than anyother had before it. I moaned deeply as he opened me up and penetrated medeep. “Sound like a fag to me.” After he was balls deep he said “twentyeight.”As Coach pumped my ass, giving me long slow strokes that tortured myprostate, he made me tell him everything. How Gwen and Nathan were havingall of their gay friends come over and fuck my ass, as at least one of themwatched. Often Nathan would take a turn after the friend was finished. Itold him how Gwen shoved a butt plug up my ass when I fucked her, and hadme tell her what the latest fuck had felt like. I told him about how Josh,the president of my frat, had had my room moved closer to his in the house,and now made frequent visits in the middle of the night to fuck my ass.Often I would wake up feeling him sliding into me. I told him how I had acock in my ass almost every day, and some days several times. And finallyI told him how I had gone without all week, and was in desperate need whenJack had come into my room.”Wow, what a complete slut,” Coach said, pumping me faster. “You doanything those two say? Anyone?” I nodded. “You are their sex slave, andthey don’t seem to mind sharing.” I don’t know why, but my cock got evenharder when he said the words ‘sex slave’. I watched in the mirror asCoach’s torso flexed as he pumped his big fat dick in and out of my willingass. His big hairy peeks were glinting with sweat, his muscles popping outwith each movement. Below him I could see myself, though I barelyrecognized the small bitch in the mirror who was getting mounted by apowerful bear of a man. The boy in the mirror sure looked like a faggot.”You like my big cock in your ass boy?” Coach asked as he pumped me.”Yes sir” I panted back.”Say it boy!””I love your big cock in my ass sir!””Good boy” he said, and pumped me more. Somewhere in the back of my mind Iheard the door knock.”What was that?” I asked.”Come in!” Coach yelled. I nearly panicked. I tried to get up, but Coachput a big hand on my back and kept fucking me into the bed as the roomservice guy came into the room. The man looked over in surprise, his blueeyes wide. He was young, probably mid twenties, and in good shape fromwhat i could tell through the uniform. “Thanks son” Coach said. “You canput the food on the table, we will need it when we are done here.” Hecontinued fucking me slowly as he spoke, acting like it was totally normal.The bellhop’s eyes were glued to my ass, where I knew he was watchingCoach’s 9.5″ cock slide in and out. “I don’t have a tip for you, but ifyou want, you can have a go at my boy here” he said, gesturing at me. Ilooked back at him, wide eyed in disbelief. I opened my mouth to saysomething, but he stuck a sock in it, and pushed my head down while shovinghis cock in deep and hard. i moaned loudly into the sock.”Are you serious?” he asked, still watching the action.”Of course. This is my Boy, he does what I tell him, and who I tell him.”The bellhop looked at his watch, then back at me, studying my body like itwas meat. He nodded and came over, hurriedly pulling his pants down.Coach pulled out and moved aside and the bellboy climbed behind me andunceremoniously slid his 7″ cock into me. After Coach’s 9.5 incher it wasa looser fuck, but my ass soon tightened up and the stranger was making mefeel good. Coach came over and whispered in my ear “twenty nine”. He thenpositioned my head so that I was watching this complete stranger he hadjust loaned me to fuck my ass.Bellhop was clearly under the impression that I was Coach’s slave. Hesmacked my ass hard, and gripped my shoulders hard enough to leave bruiseswhile he pounded me. He even sincan escort bayan gripped my copper hair and pulled to arc myback. Coach held my wrists down for him so that I could not fight, notthat I was likely to anyway. He called me all kinds of degrading nameslike ‘faggot’, ‘whore’, ‘slut’, ‘bitch’, ‘cum dump’ and more. After only afew minutes I heard him grunting and gasping as he shot into me. Hecontinued pumping for a bit afterward as he came down from his climax. Hethen pulled out of me, thanked Coach for lending me, and left.”You enjoyed that didn’t you?” Coach asked, as he lay on the bed. He mademe get up and straddle him now, positioning me so that I faced away fromhim and toward the mirror. “Watch yourself” he ordered me, and I did. Iwatched myself in the mirror, watching as I sat on his giant cock. I sawhow eagerly my ass opened up and took it inside, and saw what others saw inme. I watched my body as I rode up and down on him. My normally copperhair was dark red with sweat, my fair skin flushed red. My emerald eyeshad the vacant look of a satisfied whore. My tight, hairless musclesflexed as I moved up and down, pleasing my coach. Sweat poured down theridge in the center of my hard stomach, and then down the V of my Adonisbelt toward my crotch. My 6 inch cock was hard and unattended in front ofme, flinging precut each time I went up and down. Soon he gripped my hipsand drove himself up into me with ever increasing force. I gruntedloudly each time his cock went fully into me, stuffing me. Soon Coachheld me in place with himself fully embedded in my ass and groaned deeply.I felt his cock thicken and pulse inside me.”Fuck yea, take my load Boy” he said, and I eagerly obliged. He shot intomy ass several times, then simply held his cock there, letting me feel hissize. I grasped my own hard cock in my hand and started stroking it,looking at myself in the mirror. It would only take me a few strokes, Iknew.”Stop” Coach said, in his authoritative tone. “I didn’t tell you you couldcum.””But” I stammered, “you just fucked me, hard, and for a long time. And youloaned my ass out to a total stranger. I need to cum!” Coach shoved meoff him, and I fell to the floor. I rolled onto my back to find himstanding over me, naked, sweating, and angry.”You are my Boy, at least for tonight. I will use you as I see fit, and Iwill let others use you if it suits my fancy. And you will cum if and whenI say you can. Go it, Boy?”I looked down at myself, my smooth sweaty body and painfully hard cock.”yes Sir.”Coach took me to the shower, where we washed each others bodies, and thenhe fucked and bred me again up against the wall. He had me sleep in hisbed with him, which was nice except for the still raging hard-on. It wasdifficult to sleep, but I managed fitfully. Twice in the night I woke upas Coach slid his cock into my ass again. He fucked me on my side until heshot into me, then he would fall asleep again. It was hurting some now, myass was getting sore, but I did not complain. Coach seemed to like it whenI whimpered while telling him how much I loved his cock.In the morning Coach made me put on one of his old speedos, too small forhim but right sized for me, and pushed me out into the hall. People staredat me as I walked through the hall and rode the elevator to my own room.They all thought I was a prostitute, why wouldn’t they? I was disheveled,barely covered, had hickeys on my chest and back, and bruises on my hipsand shoulders where I had been gripped hard. Everyone I passed knew I hadbeen used good and proper. Thank god they were all strangers. I got to myroom without seeing any of my teammates, as they were still sleeping. Ijumped into the shower and at long last jerked my own cock to an almostpainful climax. As I moaned from one hand around my cock and 3 fingers upmy ass, I couldn’t help but realize how much Gwen would love it when I toldher about all this.//////////////////////

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