Brocurious! Chapter 2-3 (added chapter 3)

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''Ehm, so…how do you want to do this?''

Mike shrugged.

''I guess I have to get into position first. I think it will be easier if I’ll face away from you.''

''Oh, okay… Sure.''

Mike turned around and got into doggy position. No one could’ve told me that I’d ever see Mike on my bed like this. 

''God damn, Mike! Why is your ass so big?''

''I don’t know, man! I take that as a compliment, though. Tell me when you’ll get hard, okay?''

I already forgot about the video as my stare focused on Mike's behind. That view and the moans from our tv made my dick instantly jump up. Fuck, I couldn’t tell him that I was hard already.

''Yeah, just give me a sec Mike.''

''Sure do, Bro!''

Not knowing what to do, I positioned myself behind Mike so my dick was hanging above his ass and started jacking off. My body was on fire already. Why was I so horny?

''Almost got it up! One sec.''

The thought of accidentally cumming and unloading on Mike's back made me pick up the pace on my dick. Fuck! Jacking off like this felt way too good. I froze as Mike turned his head back to look at me and then at my dick. 

''Oh! So you are hard already?''

What should I say? 

''Yeah, that video is so hot! It makes me horny every time.''

He looked at the screen now.

''Yeah, it’s pretty hot. I'll get hard, thanks to that video, soon too. Uh… We need a condom.''

''Oh, right! Right! Right! Lucky for you, it’s right here in my drawer.''

I leaned over to pull out a condom from my stash. Mike jerked.

''Oh! Hey there.''

How did I not realize what I did? Not only was my chest pressed against Mike’s back, but my raw dick was touching his ass! I pushed Mike too hard as I was trying to pull away from him. He hit his head against the bed frame.

''Ouch!''

''FUCK! Oh god, sorry! Sorry!''

''Chill, man! It’s nothing… Just get that condom on.''

I did as Mike told me. The condom slid comfortably around my dick after some adjusting. My brain stopped comprehending what was happening at this point. 

''It’s on.''

Mike looked back at my condom-covered cock. He licked his lips and scooted himself closer to me. Our thighs touched. My dick was so close to poking him. 

''Fuck Mike! This is crazy.''

''What do you mean! It’s nothing. Just practice. You’re helping a bro out.''

''Yeah… It’s like a workout… You are just training to become stronger.''

''Exactly! Like when I need you to spot me!''

''I can do that!''

I grabbed my dick and tilted it towards Mike's ass. Electricity rushed through my body as my dick pressed against his butt.

Fucking hell! 

''NO, WAIT!''

Mike screamed but didn’t move. 

''We forgot lube!''

''Oh…''

I pressed my hips into Mike as a tingling sensation filled my shaft. It felt so good that I wanted to start rubbing against him.

''Do you have lube, Bro? I forgot mine at Jessica’s.''

''Sorry Mike, the girls I fuck always have lube.''

''Fuck! Okay… Just use a lot of spit, okay?''

I did not care at this point and spat on my dick. Twice. The first gush of spit landed on Mike's ass. I watched how it dripped into his crack. Perfect. 

''Don’t worry. The condom has some lube on it.'' 

Mike did not say anything. He exhaled deeply. I was sliding my dick up and down Mike's ass on reflex. His body felt so good against mine. Warm and soft but also hard and strong, which I’ve never felt against my dick before! 

''You can just put it in. I already opened up under the shower a bit.''

''Good boy!''

What on gods name possessed me to say that? Mike didn’t reply, but I noticed his asshole twitch. That was my sign to go in.

''I’m gonna put it in now.''

Mike flexed his back and ass as his body tensed. He looked even bigger now. What a stud! My head poked his closed hole. I started to push in slowly. So tight! I could feel Mike twitch. He was trying to relax. 

''Holy shit! Bro, go slow!''

''The tip is not even in. Relax.''

I started caressing Mike's back as he huffed. His colossal body moved with every breath. 

Squelch.

The head of my dick was entirely inside now as Mike's ass lips engulfed me. 

''Ohhh!''

Wow, his moan was high-pitched! 

''There you go! The tip is in.''

I didn’t want to waste any more time and started pushing again. I’ve fucked girls in the ass before, but Mike was exceptionally tight. It was heaven! I wanted my whole dick in there asap. 

Squelch. Squelch.

''Holly Shit man!''

More and more of my dick disappeared inside the hole.

One final push! 

My dick completely disappeared between the mountains that were Mike's ass cheeks. 

''Argh!''

Mike moaned and looked back at his probed ass in shock!

''Uhhh. Fuck Bro, it’s in!''

''Yeah, it’s all in! You took it like a champ!''

''Fuck, it’s so big! Bigger than my dildo!''

I squeezed Mike's ass admiring it.

''It’s so much warmer than my dildo.''

''Want to fuck it like you do your dildo?''

''…Yeah. Fuck me with it!''

My dick was so fucking hard right now. I could feel it twitch inside Mike's ass. Without waiting for any second longer, I started to fuck Mike. Slowly but steadily at first. 

''Ohh!!….GAH! Huff! Huff!''

''Deep breaths, Mike! You are doing so good.''

''UUUHHHH… Bro! Fuck!''

His voice didn’t sound like him at all! It was much higher and slutier! It turned me on so much. I couldn’t help it and started fucking harder, slapping my hips against his ass. I watched as my dick went in and out of Mike. 

Squelch. Squelch. Squelch.

''You are so tight, man!''

''FUCK! You are so, AHH, so big!''

Here I was, fucking my best friend in the ass, and it felt so good! I could not stand it anymore and started really fucking Mike. His ass slapped against my stomach every time I entered him fully. I was fucking him deep and hard. Damn, he was very good at this, considering it was his first time. Then it hit me. 

He was a virgin in some sense. I was the first to fuck him. The first man to stick his dick inside him. This huge fucking stud with a  bubble butt. I grabbed Mike's tits, pressed my whole body against his, and took a deep breath. The smell was amazing. Familiar and strong. I started jackhammering his huge butt. It felt so fucking good. 

''Aahhhh! Fuuuccckkk!''

''GAH! Humph.''

Thrust. Thrust. Thrust.

''Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Broooo! Fuuuuckkk''

''You…GAH! Feel good?''

Thrust. Thrust. Thrust. 

''You are… AH! Fucking the, uhhhshit out  of me!''

''That’s right! Cause you asked for it! With that big juicy ass of yours! Fuck Yeah!''

''I can feel it!… So deep!''

Clap. Clap. Clap. Clap. 

Mike's butt jiggled in a mesmerizing way with every single of my thrusts!

I stopped for a sec to catch my breath. I was breathing heavenly onto Mike's neck. I synced my breathing with the descent and ascent of his chest. Barely a second went by when Mike started pushing his ass against me! My dick disappeared inside his hole again. 

''Hungry boy!''

He looked at me and nodded. Fuck! His face was so fucking sexy right now! I wanted to kiss him but instead just smiled at him. He was fucking himself on my dick by now. 

''Mmhhh! Good job! You’re making me feel so good! I’m about to cum if you keep this up.''

He looked back at me with pleading eyes and started to fuck me faster.

''Oh yeah? Do you like that? My ass milking you? Want to jizz in it?''

''Fuck yeah, Bro!''

''Uhhh! Am I a good bro milking you like that?''

''You’re the best, bro! AHHH! AAAHHHH! FUCK BRO! I’m cumming''

I rammed into Mike and stayed as deep inside him as I could.

I haven’t cum this hard in a long time. My whole body shivered. Mike was moaning with me in unison with every spurt of my orgasm. Mike looked so hot. I wanted to kiss him on the forehead but didn’t. I stayed inside him till I caught my breath but eventually let my dick slip out. One last moan escaped Mike's lips. 

''Thanks… Thanks for helping me out, bro.''

''No problem. Jessica is going to have fun with you, dude.''

I wanted to laugh all the craziness of what just happened off, but Mike just stared at me concerned, got up, and left. He just left like that, disappearing into that fucking bathroom again. It felt like a punch in the gut. I wanted to curl up inside my bed and never come out. I pulled my condom off and realized Mike came all over my bed. His jizz was everywhere. My legs were shaky; honestly, I felt like crying, but I just got dressed and started leaving.

Before leaving our apartment, I screamed at the shut bathroom door.

''Clean your jizz off of my bed faggot!''

The door slammed behind me as I went out into the night. 

I called our coach and asked him if I could come over. It’s embarrassing, but he’s like a father figure to Mike and me. We don’t have any adults around to whom we could reach out. I don’t want to go to any of my friends because they’ll probably figure out something was off. The last thing I wanted was someone trying to figure out what happened. 

Coach Tom agreed for me to come over. He told us the first day that he would always be supportive and available if we needed him. Coach Tom was a good friend of our high school coach. He promised him that he’d take care of us. On the other hand, train the living shit out of us. He also helped us get out scholarships. 

I was relieved that I had a place where I could crash today. The bus I took to Coaches place was empty. My chest felt like it was going to explode. I didn’t want to think about what had just happened. Why did I say that horrible thing to Mike as I was leaving? I’ve always been a good friend to him. We sometimes fought, sure, but I never really hurt him. This time it felt like I did.

 I couldn’t take it anymore and started crying. Thank god no one was around. It was just so wrong! Not what we did that felt like the best thing in the world, but what I said and how we acted afterward. The situation I was in right now was wrong! Did Mike do something wrong, or was it me? Maybe it was the both of us. 

Coach's place is awesome! 

He lives in a small mansion with his wife and two daughters. I was getting nervous as I stood in front of their gate. Was Coach Tom rich? How do you act around a rich guy's house? My brain wanted my legs to turn around and leave, but the front door's opening stopped me. Coach stepped out. Man, was he a specimen! 

I told myself I’d want to look exactly like him when I will be his age. Broad shoulders, thick muscles, a perfectly trimmed porn mustache, and thick dark hair with some gray in it. Coach was wearing grey sweatpants and a black shirt. He started running towards the gate and waved at me with a sincere smile. I noticed his pecs bouncing as he ran towards me. He ran his hand through his thick hair before stopping and forcefully opening the gate. 

''Hey, Coach!''

''Hey there! Sorry…Gah! This thing broke a couple of days ago.''

I watched his bicep flex as he started pulling on the metal. His shirt barely managed to contain the muscles. That’s how you know a man is big! 

''I think that’s enough! Squeeze through!''

My ass got stuck between the gate as I tried to fit through. Coach grabbed me by the hips and pulled me out. 

''That's a Big boy! There we go!''

He patted me on the shoulder, as his smile widened. I might’ve started blushing a little. 

That’s why I loved Coach. Well, that’s why the whole team loved him. He was reassuring and made us feel strong. 

''Come on in! Martha just made dinner.''

Dinner went by okay, but I must admit that it made me feel weird. Not only couldn’t I stop thinking about what the fuck I was doing here but seeing Coach and his family made me think of my parents and the fact that we never had family dinners like this. 

It was tough. Sometimes I think I will never be normal because of my parent's neglect. There’s a loneliness in me that will never go away. It’s like a black hole. The thing is that Mike used to fill that hole a little, but now it was completely open and devouring me from the inside.

I helped out in the kitchen and listened to Martha telling me to come over more often because her husband was going crazy with all the girls in the house. I laughed it off while Coach was nodding at Martha from the living room while trying to console their daughters' petty fight. After dinner, Coach took me around the house for a tour. 

This place is so beautiful! 

It had everything! An office, a gym, huge bathrooms, a garage, a pool, and even a small library! We stopped the tour as we returned to the living room. The girls and Martha weren’t there, probably because it was late.

''Wow, coach! You’re living the life. I wish to have a house like this one day.''

Coach put his big hand on my shoulder.

''It’s all ahead of you, boy. I see big things in your future. I shouldn’t say this, but I think you're a star.''

He winked at me, and I felt warmth in my stomach. 

''Don’t say that! I might disappoint you. We never know.''

''Oh, stop with the self-pity! Not in my house.''

''Sorry, sir.''

''And you don’t have to call me sir.''

''Okay, sir…fuck I mean.''

I scratched my head.

''HAHA, never mind, it’s a fine boy.''

There was that warm feeling again as I heard Coach’s deep laughter. I desperately wanted to ask Tom where the fuck the money for this house came from, but I didn’t. It didn't feel polite to ask. Martha didn’t have a job, and there was no way he could make that much money just by coaching. 

''Hey, listen! I’m glad you called and took my offer. You showed me that you trust me today. I value that… You can come over whenever you need something.''

''Thanks, coach. It means a lot to me too. I… It’s just...''

Oh, for fucks sake, I felt like crying again. 

''Hey, it’s okay! You don’t have to tell me anything. I told you to reach out whenever! 

I know how challenging life can be sometimes. No matter what it is.''

''Coach I…''

''Wanna play some PlayStation?!''

That caught me off guard. 

''Oh! Heck yeah!''

A spark lit up inside me. 

''Get on the coach!''

''Oh, Frick Coach! You’ve got a PS5!''

''Hahaha yeah…''

''So you're a gamer?''

''I guess you could say that.''

''Oh wow! I have a gamer coach!''

''HAHA, you are cracking me up boy!''

We sat down on the Coach and started playing. I let go of all my worries. This was just what I wanted. Excitement rushed through me as I was about to play on a PS5 for the first time. 

We played into the night, not worrying about waking the house. We had all the time because tomorrow was Sunday. I couldn’t believe this man, was he real? 

 

''Damn, that game is making me sweat! Can I get more comfortable?''

''Sure thing, coach!''

I continued focusing on the game as I tried to survive the last wave of enemies, but my eyes drifted over to coach for a sec. He was taking off his sweatpants! 

Okay, why not? 

He got them off and put his feet on the small table in front of the coach. He sighed in relief. I got another glance at Coach. I’ve never seen him without pants on, so I had to check out his physique. I mean, I was admiring his form. Coach was wearing black underwear and long dark blue socks. WoW, even his feet are enormous. But those legs! Goddamn! Strong Af.

We didn’t make it through the last wave of enemies, and our characters died in brutal ways. Coach let the controller drop on his legs. 

''We almost had it! Damn! Fuck those nazi German zombies!''

''HAHA! Yeah, Fuck em.''

''Damn, Coach! I’ve got to say. You have one big pair of legs.''

''Oh, these?''

He gave his legs a whack.

''Yeah, they got pretty big with the years.''

He was caressing his hairy legs now.

''Man, I wish I had legs as big as you, coach.''

''Oh, don’t you worry! When I was your age, my legs weren’t nearly as big as yours are.''

''Nah! You’re just saying that to make me feel better.''

''Stop with the self-pity again! Get those pants off! Show me those legs!''

''Okay! Take a look yourself.''

I took off my pants and put my feet next to Coach's feet on the table. 

''There we go! Look at those!''

He gave my legs a whack now. That made me happy for some reason.

''Look, there are almost the same as mine are now! Scoot closer.''

I lifted my butt and sat beside Coach, our big thighs touching. He smelled good. He had that typical smell of cologne mixed with a bit of musk. The hair on his legs pleasantly tingled against my skin. Coach started shaking my and his thighs with his hands. 

''Look at those! Both legs so big and strong! All that hard work!''

''Haha! Okay, you’re right! My legs are pretty big.'' 

''Just as I was saying. Now I’m a little intimidated 'cause they are almost the same size as mine.''

I wanted to say like father like son, but thank god I didn’t! I was confused again. Why would I say that? He was not my dad. But maybe I wanted him to be. Yeah, I wanted something like that.

Coach stopped shaking our legs but continued to knead my muscles. it felt really nice. My right foot touched Coach's foot, and I could swear he was curling it against mine. 

He let go of me and got up from the coach. He bent down to pick up his sweatpants, and I watched the fabric on his ass stretch to the max as he bent down. He turned toward me, and his bulge was inches from my face. I looked up at him. He looked like a statue from this point of view. 

''I had so much fun today, but I’m pretty tired. What about you.''

''Yeah, me too, Coach. I had a long day.''

''Come on, I will bring you up to your room.''

''Oh no, it’s fine! I can sleep here.''

''Don’t kid yourself! Up Up!''

He motioned for me to stand.

I practically jumped up from the coach.

The guest room I was going to sleep in had a beautiful bed I immediately wanted to jump into but had to get cleaned first. 

''You have your small bathroom behind that door. Sleep as long as you like.''

''Thank you, Coach! Really! I don’t know what to say.''

''It’s fine! It’s no big deal! And thank YOU for making me feel like a kid again. I had so much fun today.''

''Yeah, me too!''

''Sleep well!''

''You too, Coach!''

The door to my temporary room closed. 

The silence hit me as I felt myself getting back to normal again. 

What was that? That man! He made me feel like a different person. When I was around him, I felt so young. Oh my god, what was wrong with me? I’ve never been like this. I threw my clothes to the floor and went to wash myself off. 

I calmed down once I was in bed, but then reality started knocking at my door again, and I started to think about Mike.

I could feel the black hole inside me again. I felt so lonely and angry. My bed was huge and had a bunch of pillows on it. I took the biggest one and started to hug it. 

I’m not gonna cry! I’m a man! Don’t be a pussy! That didn’t help. Now I was even angrier. Fuck this! Fuck me, and fuck Mike! 

I pulled out my phone and searched for some bullshit cheerleader porn. I needed the distraction. Once I came, fatigue set over me, and I finally managed to close my eyes. 

That night was horrible. Once I finally fell asleep, my mind started to torment me with the nightmare I had. We were playing a match, and we lost because Mike began arguing with me during the game. The whole field started booing at us, and we both stood naked! People were calling me a failure, and guys were pushing me around and calling me a faggot.

 The commotion got so bad that I lost sight of Mike completely. Coach, who was the only person who didn't attack me, rescued me. He carried me off the field as I curled up in his arms, still naked. He took me to his truck and told me he would drive me home wherever that was. I was so relieved at that moment. Seconds later, Coach said I disappointed him today, and I curled up in his car seat. 

The road was endless, but we finally stopped at an empty street. I watched as Coach drove away in his car, leaving me alone. I spent the rest of my dream running down the road, trying to find someone or a place to stay. There was no one. There was no place I would call home: just a barren road ahead and cold asphalt.

My whole body shook as I awoke from that terrible nightmare. The morning sun hit my face. I started rubbing my face as if that would make the fatigue disappear.

I stretched my body but couldn’t get up from bed yet. It felt too damn cozy. It was getting hot under the covers, and my morning boner came to my attention. I lowered the blanket and greeted my hard dick. I played with it a little and let it smack against my abs several times. I started feeling hornier, so I got to jacking off. My mind was blank as I wasn’t able to think much yet. It was too early. 

My feet started rubbing against each other and the bed as my body got hotter. I closed my eyes, but they quickly shot open when the sound of the guest room door opening echoed through the room. 

''Hey, BudWOAH!''

My whole body froze, dick still in hand, as Coach Tom’s figure appeared before me. His face expressed shock, and his mouth was agape. I wasn’t able to say anything. 

''I…I’m so sorry I shouldn’t barge in like that!''

Coach turned around.

Oh my god! 

I jumped out of bed, almost stumbling to the floor. 

''Fuck! No, I’m sorry! Sorry! This is so embarrassing, Coach. Please, kill me. I didn’t mean to.''

He immediately turned around again. I was still naked and tried to cover my hard-on with my hands. It didn’t work.

''Heyyy! It’s okay! Totally fine. Nothing to be embarrassed about. I’m a man; I get it. You can get right back to it, but I just wanted to wake you up cause it’s 2 pm. Aaaand imma head out already. Yes, leave you to it!”

Coach started backing away to the door stumbling over his feet but catching himself. 

''Just come downstairs when you’re ready. I’ve left you some breakfast on the counter.''

The door closed, and I fell to my knees. 

When will this torment end? A person can only take so much. 

 

Thankfully Coach was an expert at acting as if nothing happened, and I played along. The food left for me wasn’t delicious, but Coach said it was the best bodybuilder breakfast. 

''Got any plans for today?''

''Yeah! I'm just gonna head out. I have to get back.''

''That’s fine. Remember, you are welcome back here whenever.''

''Thanks, Coach! I’m so grateful for this; I needed it.''

''I’m so happy I could help out my big boy!''

He smiled and patted my shoulder. The way he said big boy. It gave me a weird feeling. My knees felt weak.

Honestly, I wanted to stay here all week but I had to get back. I know I did not do anything wrong but just barging into someone’s home like that, I still felt like I did something impolite. 

 

I was so nervous before returning to our place, but when I got there, Mike wasn’t there. I thought he went to the gym, but then I noticed half our stuff was gone. To be exact, it was only Mike’s stuff. Then I saw the paper on the kitchen table. 

Sorry for not saying anything. I moved in with Jessica. You know, into that apartment her parents just bought for her. 

Please don’t let anybody move in! I might come back anytime. 

 

See you at Uni

 

What the fuck! I was so over everything that I barely reacted to this new information. I spent the rest of the day playing video games while my phone was on mute. I wanted to disappear for a while. 

 

Waking up on Monday was especially hard. Not only was I drained, but the anxiety of seeing Mike killed me. I imagined all kinds of interactions that could go wrong. We could act as if nothing had happened. Like everything was fine. That didn’t happen, though. 

What happened was way worse than I imagined. Mike completely ignored me. He treated me like any other dude at Uni. Like he didn’t know me. I barely got him to say goodbye to me. That broke me. The day dragged on like hell, but I finally returned to our place. Or just my place now. 

I stood there in the kitchen doing nothing. I wanted to cook something, but I was too tired.  I had had enough. Sadness and anger enveloped me entirely as I crumbled onto the kitchen floor. Tears ran down my face, and I couldn’t control the sobs. The pain was just too much. I broke down.

Two weeks passed, and I managed to get a grip on myself. I had to distract myself and had girls over almost every night. 

Our year was going on a trip in one day. 

I almost called in sick because they assigned Mike and me to our own room, but then I thought fuck it. Besides, I’m not a pushover. The trip was hella ass. The dorm rooms we had were tiny. Two small beds and one shelf, that’s it. We were supposed to do a bullshit project that no one cared about. It was supposed to go on for a week, and we spent the days on the group project. 

At least everyone got drunk in the evenings and had some fun. Mike was still ignoring me, and I started to do the same. Was it childish? Sure, but what else should I do? Tomorrow was supposed to be the last day. I was getting ready to sleep. Both my and Mike's legs were dangling off of the little beds. If we weren’t in the situation we are in right now, we’d probably connect the two beds to make it harder for us to fall off them. 

I got into bed. I debated taking my socks off but decided to leave them on since I liked wearing them to bed. Mike wanted to turn off the lights, but I told him not to. I wanted to finish a comic I was reading. 

''K! Goodnight.''

''Goodnight, Mike.''

Fuck why were we like this? Things could’ve just been normal between us.

Mike got onto his bed, and it started screeching. He closed his eyes.

I wanted to start reading, but I couldn’t stop thinking about how dumb this whole situation was. I looked at Mike, dozing off to sleep in only his underwear. His face seemed so unbothered. I wanted to go over there and shake him until he became the Mike I knew again. 

Fuck you, Mike! Do you want to act like I don’t exist? I can do the same for you! 

I’ll show you unbothered. 

I slid off my underwear and pulled out my dick. Let’s pretend like Mike is not even here! 

I started to jack off and play with my nipples. It felt good. I beat my meat furiously, hoping Mike would open his eyes and notice. So he did! 

''What the fuck, dude! What are you doing? I’m right here?!''

I continued to jack off.

''Oh, so now you finally acknowledge that I’m here? Guess it just took me pulling my dick out! Is that what I have to do to get your attention?''

''What?! Stop being annoying!''

''Oh no! You’re the annoying one not saying anything and MOVING OUT WITHOUT A WARNING!''

I was going so hard on my dick now that it almost hurt.

''Oh, come on! As if that was such a big deal.''

''Of course, it was! Ohhh! Fuck!''

''God damn! Could you stop jerking off? What the fuck is wrong with you?!''

''Oh no. I’m going to do whatever the fuck I want.''

''I said stop jerking off in front of me, you perv!''

''Make me!''

Suddenly Mike jumped up and threw his massive body onto mine. I grabbed him by his wrists, and we started tussling. He tried to position himself on top of me. After some back and forth, Mike's legs ended up on both sides of my hips. We were of equal strength, and this fight was going nowhere.

''You bastard! AGH! How dare you pull out your dick on me like that!''

''Oh Fuck you, Mike! GAH! I don’t care!''

That’s when I realized the pleasant sensation around my dick. Mike positioned himself in a way that made him buck against my dick. I felt my cock head move over his underwear to the start of his smooth back. 

My expression changed, and so did Mike's. Our fighting got weaker, but we still wrestled a bit. I felt my cheeks turn red. 

I wasn’t letting go of Mike's wrists. He looked at me with a blank stare. I swear I could feel him thrust his hips on my dick, so I returned the movement. 

The sensation of my dick rubbing against his ass gave me goosebumps. That’s when Mike completely sat down on my stomach and stopped moving. So did I. 

We stared at each other. The sound of our heavy breathing filled the room. I was waiting for him to say something, but he just thrusted his hips instead. At that moment, all my anger and frustration let loose. 

I grabbed his underwear and ripped it open, exposing his asshole. My dick landed between his checks, and I started sandwich fucking Mike. He was bopping up and down, reaching back with one hand to feel my hard dick against his ass. It felt amazing. Pure instinct took control of me. 

I spat in my hand, smearing spit all over my dick and then Mike's hole. In the meantime, Mike's big hand worked my spit-covered dick and positioned the tip against his hole. After smearing his hole, I put my fingers inside Mike's wet mouth. He started sucking obediently. His moans drove me crazy. As he looked at me with puppy eyes, I watched him suck on my fingers. He was telling me to fuck him, so I slid my dick inside him. My fingers flopped out of his mouth. 

''GOOAAAHH!''

I was inside him with one strong push, and he took my dick. 

Wow, he took it well.

''GUH!''

I started thrusting my hips and burying my dick deep inside. It felt like heaven.

''No! This is wrong! We need to stop!''

Thomp! Thomp! Thomp!

''I can’t stop Mike!''

Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!

''But bro! This is gay! We are not gay!''

The bed squeaked with every thrust of my dick.

''Your so big, Bro!... Oh fuck it! Just continue fucking me!''

My bed sounded like it was about to break, but that was the last thing I cared about now. All I cared about was filling Mike and watching him bop up and down my dick like a pro!

Mike looked at me. Mouth open wide and eyes filled with shock. 

I went crazy and started jackhammering his hole. He grabbed me around the neck to steady himself.

''AAAHHHHHHHH!''

''Yeah, take it!''

''AAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!''

''Good boy!''

This was way too intense. I was about to cum! I had to pull out and take a breather. 

Mike farted as my dick slit out his hole. I didn’t give a fuck. It was hot. 

''Why’d you stop?''

''You…You were going to make me cum! Hold on a sec.''

And that’s when it happened. Mike leaned over and put his sloppy mouth against mine. We kissed. Finally! Everything was right! He pulled his face away from mine after a while. 

''I want you to fuck me! I want that big dick!''

''Oh I bet you do!''

He smiled and got off of me. He got on his bed with his back and spread his legs for me. I watched as his already used hole started twitching at me.

''Stuff me, bro!''

''That’s so fucking hot!''

I got over to him. I kissed him again as I let my dick slip right where it belonged. Mike moaned inside my mouth. God, was I happy. Mike's ass made a wet sound when my dick entered him, but it turned me on even more. I could feel his muscles relax and contract with my dick going in and out. It felt like he wanted to grip my dick with his ass. No pussy felt this tight and warm! 

''You are making me feel so good, Mike!''

He just looked at me with big puppy eyes and smiled. I started thrusting deeper and harder now. I grabbed his whole body so we wouldn’t fall off the bed. Whoever slept next to our room must’ve heard us, but I did not care. 

''Oh Fuck, Bro! Fuck Yeah! Dick me down!''

We both were sweating all over by now. This was a great workout. I grabbed Mike's massive pecs as I continued to pump. 

''Yeah, you like them, big boy? Squeeze 'em!''

I squeezed and watched as Mike's sweaty pecs jumped every time my hips pushed into him.

''You like big bros tits? Uhhh!''

I wanted to suck on them but was too concentrated on giving Mike my dick. I moved my hands from squeezing his pecks to his arms and biceps. Mike flexed for me. My god, was he muscled! All those years of hard work. I couldn’t believe I was fucking a specimen like this! 

''I’m about to cum, Mike! FUCK!''

''Inside?!''

Mike was still flexing as I started coming inside his muscle butt. 

''Fuck, dude! Here it comes!''

''Give Big Bro that protein!''

My dick was shooting load after load. My body felt like it was about to explode, and I started screaming. I wasn’t moving anymore and let my dick unload deep inside Mike's gut. 

''I can feel it! It’s so warm inside!''

The last jet of cum shot out of my dick, and I felt my body collapse.

I put my forehead against Mike's. We started panting in unison. His breath felt hot against my face and neck. We smelled of cum, sweat, and spit. I looked down at Mike and realized he came too. A coating of cum covered his abs and chest. His dick was still hard and twitching. I felt my dick getting softer inside Mike's ass. His ass muscles were still squeezing my dick. I could feel the filled hole squeeze with every twitch of his dick. I looked him in the eyes and saw pure ecstasy. 

''UGH! I never… Came like that! It was amazing! I could feel it in my whole body! Damn bro! What have you done to me?''

''Hah! I don’t know, man. You were amazing, though, too. No pussy I ever fucked felt as good as yours!''

''Dude! I don’t have a pussy!''

''My dick sure disagrees!''

As we both laughed, Mike's hole relaxed, and my dick flopped out of him. 

''Ugh!''

His ass made that weird farting sound again. 

''Sorry bout that!''

''It’s fine, dude.''

I moved away a little to check out the mess I had just made. There it was. Mike's tight pink hole! All wet and twitchy. I didn’t know, guys; buttholes moved like that. With every breath Mike took, his hole twitched a bit, and cum oozed out of it. I wanted to push my face against the opening and clean it up, but that would be disgusting, right? 

Instead, I got up and passed Mike a towel. 

He wiped himself clean. 

''That was crazy, Mike!''

''Yeah, I know, but it felt good, man! Right?''

''Right…We should’ve used a condom.''

''We should’ve, but I’m clean. What about you?''

''Yeah, me too.''

''So I guess it’s fine.''

''We should get checked just in case.''

''Okay, we will, but why are you so nervous suddenly?''

The sex fog in my head started to clear itself, and my old self returned. All the memories of the last days came rushing over me. All the pain, guilt, and shame! I felt so much humiliation! 

''I don’t know. I’m just saying 'cause what we did was pretty disgusting.''

''What?!''

Mike jumped up and sat on the bed, giving me a weird look.

''You said you didn’t care about that just now!?''

''Well, I don’t know. Maybe I do care!?''

I got into my bed and put the covers over my naked body. 

''But… We agreed that we weren’t gay! I don’t get it. What’s the problem?''

''God, do you hear how stupid you sound?! We just fucked! Maybe we are fucking gay!''

Mike's expression got a little softer and sadder now.

''Well, if what we did was gay, I don’t care about it! So be it. I still enjoyed it.''

''So you are gay, and I’m gay too!?''

''No! Maybe? Who cares!''

''I care! Oh fuck this, Mike, goodnight!''

He looked like he was about to punch me, but he got up instead, turned off the lights and put his underwear on. 

''I gotta piss! Bye!''

He slammed the door when leaving. 

I was laying on my bed in pitch-black darkness. All the confusing feelings and thoughts circled in my mind. Fuck I had to piss too. I waited for Mike to come back to go to the bathroom myself. He didn’t say anything, just snarled when seeing me. When I returned from taking a piss, he was already lying in bed and seemed to be asleep. 

I tried doing the same. It didn’t take me too long to fall asleep, even though my head was filled with thoughts. Amazing sex makes you tired, I guess. That was the problem, though. I just had the best sex of my life, and it was with a guy! Not just any guy! It was with my best bro Mike, and I loved it. I wanted to be strong and confident all my life, but now I felt like a pussy! Because that’s what I’ve been told gay guys are... or so I thought. I had a lot to figure out.

 

[Ro20316]

Things scalated quickly.

But a bro gotta help a bro, right?

[HimboEnjoyer]

The trip got to an end, and I felt stuck again. The last thing I needed right now was to be alone again. In desperation, I decided to call up Coach again.

I wanted to feel safe and carefree because that's how I felt the last time I was at his place.

A heavy weight fell off my shoulders once I heard Coach tell me to come over. I packed some stuff and headed off. Since the trip, I've tried to think about Mike as little as possible.

Once I arrived and saw Coach Tom on his patio, a sparkle of joy and relief traveled through me. He smiled and waved at me. Coach was wearing a dark blue tracking outfit and had on slippers.

The zipper on his top couldn't stay completely closed, and you could see that he was wearing a white shirt underneath, which complimented his white socks.

His feet looked more like fins if I was being honest.

Coach greeted me with a hug and invited me inside.

"Want something to eat or drink?"

"I'm good, Coach, thanks… Ehm, where's Martha and your daughters?"

"Oh, they left for a trip to see their grandparents. I got the house for myself now. Good thing you're here now. It's not so lonely anymore."

There was that smile again. I loved seeing it.

"Well, if you're here, could you help me with something? I was unpacking the new squat rack I ordered. Wanna help set it up?"

"Of course, it would be rude not to help."

"Thanks, buddy! Let's go over to the gym room!"

We talked about all sorts of things while setting up the rack. Our workout routines, football, video games… I was surprised by how easy it was to talk to Coach. It felt like I was talking to someone my age, not a 37-year-old man.

-

Meanwhile, at Jessica's:

"Oh! Faster! Faster!"

Mike knelt on the bed as Jessica was standing behind him.

"Damn, Babe, you really want it today, huh?"

Jessica started to thrust her hips into Mike as hard as she could.

The insert on the strapon's inside hit her clit with every thrust.

She liked the feeling, but the psychology behind the act was much more pleasurable. She gave Mike's cheeks a hard slap.

"Oh fuck yes bro!"

"Bro?"

-

It took us some time till we finished setting everything up. Although it was not a huge accomplishment, I felt proud when looking at the finished squat rack. So was Coach, it seemed. His smile was even brighter than before.

"There we go! Good job bud!"

"Come on, Coach, this was nothing."

"Take some credit for your work; come on! It's nice that you helped me out."

"I guess..."

"What is that supposed to mean?!"

"I'm not nice Coach."

Coach's smile faded away. I looked away from him as a feeling of shame came over me.

"What is it?"

There was silence in the room, and I did not know what to say.

"Should I be worried?"

"No! I... I'm a bad friend Coach. I'm just a bad person."

I was staring at my feet. My whole body tensed as a shiver of pressure and sadness enveloped me. I wanted to run away and hide but had nowhere to go.

Please don't cry! Please don't cry!

"Hey. Hey! Buddy! What's wrong? You can tell me!"

I looked up at Coach, trying my hardest not to cry. That must've looked stupid.

"Tell me what's wrong!"

He grabbed my right shoulder and looked me in the eyes. He was searching for something in them.

"I, I ruined everything! Mike and I were best bros for life."

Coach started to circle his thumb against my shoulder.

"What did you do?"

"Please don't hate me, Coach. I did bad things to Mike. I called him bad things."

"What things?"

He looked a bit more serious now and scared me a little. He got me, and I would tell him everything at this point.

"What did you say to him!?"

"I... I called him a faggot..."

I couldn't look at Coach anymore; I was too ashamed. All I could hear now was him exhaling deeply. I looked up at him slowly. He had a concerned look and was still caressing my shoulder.

"Can you tell me why you called him that?"

I was scared shitless, but a more significant part of me finally needed to tell someone the truth.

"We did things guys don't do Coach... Gay things."

My heart dropped as soon as I said that. Coach, on the other hand, was softly smiling now.

"You got me worried there for a sec. Listen! There is nothing wrong with what you did. But you are right! What you called him was wrong. We need to fix that."

"I don't understand Coach."

"I know, but that will change! So you and Mike made each other feel good, right?"

I looked down at my feet for a sec again.

"Yes."

"And you both enjoyed it?"

"Y-Yes."

"So there is ABSOLUTELY nothing wrong with what you did!"

"No?"

"NO! In fact. I did something like that too. More than once, actually."

He smiled mischievously and gave me a little wink.

"You liked his body, right?"

Where was this going?

I was getting even more nervous now.

"Yes, I did."

"Well, with big guys like us..."

Coach put his hands against my chest.

"...it is normal to be attracted in a way to other big guys. It's in our nature.

And it's normal to explore that... curiosity."

His hands left my chest while my heart started racing like hell.

"Nothing is wrong with you, okay?"

"Okay Coach."

"Say it!"

"Nothing is wrong with me."

"Exactly! You will tell Mike the same thing and that you don't mean what you said to him anymore, Okay?!"

"Yes sir!"

"Good!"

"Now, let's get you changed and work out those muscles! I need to show you some things."

"Oh-Okay sir!"

I didn't know what was happening as I changed into my gym clothes, but I felt relief after telling someone the truth. Maybe Coach just wanted me to de-stress with a workout? That always helps. Once changed, I left the bathroom and got back to Coach. He was setting up some weights.

"Let's get to work boy!"

The workout Coach gave me was challenging but enjoyable.

My body felt spent, but I could feel the pump throughout it. I couldn't help it and started flexing. Coach approached me and joined in.

"You did great boy!"

"You did great too Coach!"

"Fuck yeah!"

Coach Tom had biceps so big they were practically bursting from his top, thigh muscles so large you would have to wrap your whole arms around them, and pecs so thick they almost looked like breasts. Not only was I admiring Coach's physique but also his entire presence.

His eyes were sharp, his eyebrows thick, his hair well groomed, and a majestic beard and mustache adorned his face. When looking at Coach, you could feel the toughness of a boss, the authority of a father, and a powerful life force emanating from his entire body like an aura. Greeks would've made statues of this Man.

As I was admiring him, Coach stepped closer. He was still flexing his body, but his eyes were focused on me now. Coach was taller than me by an inch or two, but now I felt like he was towering over me. The smell of his body got stronger as he came closer. I started breathing heavier.

"I want to look like you Coach. You look great."

He smirked and grabbed my right pec swiftly. The force of his strong hand made me sway back slightly. Coach's lips slightly scrunched up as he kneaded my pec muscles. Our bodies were emitting a lot of heat. Coach's hands felt hot and cold against my skin. Somehow this feeling was just right after the workout.

"You worked on these real good boy! Look at you."

"Thanks Coach."

I had no clue what Coach was doing to me, but the urge to touch his massive body was in my head right now.

I couldn't make myself do that, though.

If I were with Mike at the gym or other guys from Uni, sure, I'd touch their bodies about now. But I'm talking about Coach here! My eyes fixed on Coach's massive pecs. The fabric that covered them looked like it would burst any second. Suddenly, he started to make them bounce. I was amazed.

"It's okay. You can touch them. I see where you're looking at."

I said nothing as I slowly put my hands on Coach's pecs. They were bigger than my hands. I could feel his warm body and heartbeat even through the fabric of his clothes.

"Get a good feel! Come on now!"

His voice was deeper now. I started feeling around his hard pecs, and my jaw dropped. I still didn't say a word and just looked up at Coach.

Damn, do I love muscles!

We stood there for a while, touching each other's pecs. The more I touched Coach's chest, the harder I wanted to feel it. There was an urge in me to stick my face between his pecs, but I stopped myself.

"You like how they feel, right?"

"Yes Coach! They feel amazing."

He made them bounce a couple of times as he squeezed his chest in my hands.

"Now, I told you I had to show you something."

Coach got even closer to me now. My back pressed against a pole as I took a step back. My face was inches away from Coach's face and chest.

"Let me take this off, okay?"

"Oh-Okay!"

Even though I didn't want to, I let go of his chest. I watched in shock as Coach started to pull off his tops. He did so slowly and carefully. When he got everything off, I didn't know where to look. I tried to look at his face, but the enormous bare chest in front of me was too distracting. His pecs looked even better once I saw his skin and juicy nipples.

I wanted to touch those too, but when I looked at Coach's chest, his perfect abs with no fat distracted me! And once I looked at those, I got too embarrassed and looked back at his face.

This situation was too much for me. All I could do was swallow my spit and panic about where to look next.

"Now, don't act as you've never seen a shirtless man before. I know exactly how much you see in the locker rooms."

He took my hand and started placing it on his abs. He moved it over his hard six-pack so I could feel every mound of muscle. Then he pushed my hand back to his pecs.

Oh god!

They felt even better now.

"Now see? There is nothing wrong with exploring a guy's body. We have beautiful bodies that demand attention when they are this strong."

"You're right, Coach, but isn't it weird that we're both guys?"

"Does it feel weird?"

"N-No."

"So it's not weird. And what you did with Mike was normal too. It was a very manly thing to do."

"But… But we did more than touch."

Coach let out a deep but short laugh.

"Oh, I bet you did. What else did you do?"

"I can't, Coach! I can't say it."

"But I'm trying to show you that it's okay!

Did you touch him more?"

Coach held my right hand and started moving it along his body again.

I felt his abs again, but then he slightly shifted my hand to the side. My hand was closer to his hip now. He yanked me closer to him because my arm was already fully extended. His bare chest was pressed against mine.

"Did you touch Mike there?

Next, I watched in shock as my hand disappeared inside the fabric of Coach's pants. I let out a gasp. He wasn't wearing any underwear. I was feeling the sides of Coach's hard butt cheek now! It was huge and hard. Coach started flexing and relaxing his glute. It was as if he was using it to wink at me.

"… Yeah, that's where I touched Mike."

"You know the glutes are crucial muscles. No man should neglect them. Strong glutes make you as big of a man as the rest. Don't you agree?"

"Yes Coach!"

"And don't you think we should appreciate those muscles too?"

"Yes, I agree."

"There we go! You're starting to get it. You're a real man touching another real man's body! Tell me, how does that make you feel?"

My hand was still firmly gripped on Coach's ass.

"It makes me feel good."

"Yeah? Now that's good. That's what we want. We want to feel good. Nothing wrong with that."

"No."

"Can I see how good you feel?"

"Wha-What do you mean Coach?"

Oh!

Coach grabbed my crotch with his other hand. It scared me, and I almost let out a scream. He let go, and I pulled my hand from his ass and out of his pants.

"Oh boy! You must really like it?"

Coach was rubbing my crotch now.

I was still too shocked to feel what he was doing.

"Someone is stiff down there!"

Coach smiled at me again, but there was something else in that smile.

Wait!?

Oh my god!

Now I realized what he was saying!

My dick was fucking hard!

There was so much happening that I didn't even realize what was happening to my body. I was stiff as a board, and Coach was touching it!

"It's poking my hand! Let's see what it is!"

Without another word, Coach started to pull down my gym pants. He dropped them to my knees. I was standing there, presenting my tent in black underwear to him.

"Coach, what are you doing?"

"We need to see how I made you feel!"

Coach put a finger against the tip of the tent. It made me gasp and shiver all over.

The finger moved the top of the fabric, and he slowly pulled my underwear off. He was about to free my dick. I could feel the material stretching my dick.

"There it is! Look at that baseball bat!"

I watched my hard dick flop out right in front of Coach. He looked genuinely excited about what he saw. I was horrified.

"Coach! It's embarrassing!"

"No! You've got nothing to be embarrassed about! Look how huge you are! Damn boy, I wish my dick was this big!"

"Really?"

Coach always knew how to make me calm down somehow.

"Of course! Look at that thing!"

And then he grabbed my dick, sending shivers through my whole body again.

"I made you feel real good, huh?"

"Yeah Coach! I feel so good!"

His grip around my dick got tighter. Coach shifted his gaze from looking at my dick to my face.

"You know? This is a hard muscle too!

We should respect hard dicks too!"

"Coach?"

"Mhm. It's the same for me."

I couldn't believe it. Coach started to move his hand down and up on my dick slowly. Was he about to jack me off?

"Should I show you how to appreciate this muscle too?"

"Y-YES, Please, Coach! How do you do it!?"

"Okay then… This is how you appreciate a hard dick, son!"

He still moved his big hand on my dick, but he started to lower himself. Was he getting on his knees?!

Holy fuck!

Coach was getting on his knees right in front of me! With his hand around my dick!

He looked up at me. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Coach Tom had his face inches away from my rod as he presented it to me and admired it. He looked back at my dick, and a mischievous smile appeared on his face. My dick was throbbing in his strong hand.

"Does it feel good when I move my hand like that?"

"Ah! It feels too good, Coach!"

"Haha! That's what we want it to feel like."

He licked his lips and started to jack me faster. The scene before me was way too obscene. My brain wasn't comprehending it.

"What a big stick you have! I've never seen one this big in person.

"Wh-What? Really ah! Really Coach?"

"Oh yes! It looks huge even though my hands are so big!"

Coach moved his face a bit closer to my dick. He took a loud sniff and closed his eyes. Then he exhaled deeply. I could feel the warm breath against my dick.

"And it smells good too!"

"Oh, god, Coach! You are driving me crazy."

He started moving his hands even faster now. The pleasure was ramping up too quickly! I could cum at any moment now, and Coach's face would end up with my cum all over it!

"Yeah! See, that's how a man appreciates another man's big hard muscle!"

"I can see that, Coach, but, but…."

"But what? You feel too good. Is my big hand a little much for you?"

"Y-Yes."

"And my face so close to your hard dick, is that too much too?"

"Oh yes, Coach! It's too much! It's too much!"

He was working his hand up and down my dick furiously now.

"You about to cum aren't you?"

"Urgh! Yes! I will!"

"Gonna cum while Coach is on his knees for you?"

"GAH! I'm cumming!"

Coach quickly moved my dick to the tip of his lips while widely opening his mouth.

He made that sound you do at the doctor's office when he examines your mouth.

"Ehhhhhhhhh!"

"You drive me crazy, Coach! GGAAAAAAH!"

And there it went. My toes curled as my dick spasmed. This was all way to fucking intense. Coach let the first shot hit his open mouth and face. Some of my cum landed on his checks and mustache. He quickly wrapped his lips around the head of my dick.

I watched Coach take load after load as my dick twitched. His lips around the tip felt so intense! I'd never felt something like this when I came.

It felt like I was depositing in his throat forever.

"Oh! Oh! My god Coach! Ah! It feels so good!"

I calmed down. I could tell that less cum was coming out now.

"It feels so good."

I was done. I emptied a whole load. And I did it inside Coach's mouth!

Coach closed his mouth around my head and started to lift his head away. My dick flopped out of his mouth. It was hard to look him in the eyes out of embarrassment, but he looked so damn hot in this position.

His mouth was closed, and he smiled at me. I could see a small drop of cum slip out of his mouth. Next, Coach opened his mouth wide again.

Holy fucking shit!

Coach presented me with all the cum I shot in his mouth. It was everywhere! His mouth was full of it. Then he closed his mouth, swallowed hard, and opened it again. Nothing was there anymore except his pink mouth and tongue. He ate it all.

My heart was in my throat at this point.

"Mmm! That tastes good son!"

"Wow Coach."

Coach Tom started laughing as he got up from his knees.

He continued to laugh and put his hand on my chest. There was a massive tent in his pants. His dick was rock hard.

"Did I ever tell you how cute you are son?"

I was blushing and couldn't say anything to that. Coach always knew how to make me feel this type of way. Whatever it was. He had a full grip on me.

"Well, that was a very efficient workout. Don't you think so?"

"Yes Coach."

"I hope you understood what I was trying to tell you."

"I, I think I understand Coach."

"Good! After all, you did, you are still a real man! Mike is too!"

"But, didn't what I do make me gay Coach?"

He let out a slight sigh and grabbed my shoulder yet again.

"Son. Nothing can make you gay. You either are or are not. The most important thing is to do what is right for you. Even if you do gay things, that doesn't necessarily make you gay. We are complex beings, son."

"I see, but I still don't know who I am."

"That's okay. You don't have to know. You like pussy, right?"

"Very much so sir."

"See, so you aren't just gay. Maybe bi, who knows? But it doesn't matter. Do what makes you and others feel good."

"I will Coach!"

"That's the spirit! You still need to apologize to Mike because you probably hurt him."

"I know! I will apologize... Thank you so much, Coach. I need to figure out where to start. Everything that you did for me! Fuck!"

"Haha! It's okay boy. No need to thank me. I told you, I'm here to help."

Coach stepped back a little and looked down at his tenting pants. He massaged his crotch.

"Oh boy! Someone is still excited. I will take care of that later. For now, there is still something I need to tell you! Go get a shower and meet me in the living room!"

"Yes sir!"

I practically ran off to the bathroom. While showering, I tried to process what had just happened but could not. Instead, I just started dancing under the hot stream. My body was full of testosterone, adrenaline, dopamine, and all sorts of chemicals that come after a good workout and sex.

I was getting even more excited because Coach still had something in store for me. And after all the crazy shit that happened, it will probably be just as insane.

That Man!

I would do anything for and with him right now. I always had respect and admiration for Coach but now? It was something close to worship.

I got dressed in some casual clothing and went over to the living room.

I couldn't help it. My dick was twitching a bit on the way there. The memory of Coach on his knees before me popped back into my head. His mouth wide open, awaiting my cum.

Fuck, I still couldn't believe that just happened.

Coach was sitting on the same couch where we played on his PlayStation.

I went over to him, and we both grinned at each other.

"Wanna play another round of Mortal Kombat?"

"Heck yeah Coach!"

This couldn't be all he had in store for me, right?

"Come sit down."

I sat down next to Coach. There was an awkward tension in the air. My spit was a little harder to swallow now.

"I must show you something before we play son."

Man, I liked it when he called me that.

"What is it Coach?"

There was that smirk again. I'd say it looked a bit pervy if I didn't know Coach.

Coach Tom leaned over to the table where his laptop was. I did not even notice that it was there. He started typing something in his browser.

Suddenly a close-up shot of a sweaty bodybuilder appeared on the screen. His muscles were being squeezed and touched by multiple arms. Some arms belong to men, others to women. I made out some other small text and a big exit/enter button, but my eyes darted to the website's URL:

MyMuscleSluts.com

"Eh, what the fuck Coach?"

Coach Tom clicked on enter.

I couldn't pull my eyes away from the screen. Images of guys with perfect bodies appeared all over. Some looked like literal gods. Once my initial shock wore off, I realized what type of site this was.

It was a webcam site that also had image galleries and videos on it.

Why was Coach showing me this?

Some guys on screen were flexing while others had dildos up their asses or were jerking their dicks. Some windows had guys making out or getting fucked by real dicks.

"Wow, Coach, I've never seen a site like this."

A video preview titled Gym Bro helps me out after a workout! caught my eye. I could make up a colossal bodybuilder in a blue singlet sitting on a bench press. He wasn't just sitting on it because another guy was using it! His dick was slipping out of his shorts, and the bodybuilder had his huge ass pressing against it.

"Hah! Do you like it son?"

"Well, I… Ugh, I don't think so Coach."

"Well, don't lie to me; look at your pants! I think someone's excited."

Fuck he was right! I was tenting again! My god. I covered my crotch as quickly as possible.

"Don't be shy. This site makes me excited too. Remember earlier when I taught you about men appreciating each other's muscles? Well… Many more guys out there do that than you would think. Most want to appreciate other bodies but don't get the opportunity, so they turn to this site. Others, like me, want their muscles appreciated, so we post here. Plus, we get a shit ton of cash if we are popular."

Now hold up!

Was Coach saying what I thought he was saying?

"Wait! So, you are on here Coach?!"

"Hahaha! Yes, I am! How else would I be able to afford this mansion for my family and me."

My head was about to explode. There was already so much for me to process. I froze.

"Here, I can show you!"

I watched the mouse icon hover over a Top Muscle Sluts section. A list of names alongside full-body pictures appeared. Coach didn't have to search for long before clicking on a name.

A profile page appeared with the display name MarriedBBuilderCunt.

Holly fuck! It was him! It was actually him!

Pictures and videos of Coach Tom in various attires and positions appeared. He was wearing sunglasses and masks or helmets in most of them, but I could recognize him by his body and mustache any day!

I stared at the screen, trying to say something but couldn't. The last thing I saw was a picture of Coach in a Jockstrap when he clapped shut his laptop.

"Sorry, I can see you are scared stiff. Literally. Maybe that was too much at once."

He got up, put the laptop away, and turned on the PlayStation. I couldn't even grab the controller off his hand once he offered it to me, so he laid it on my lap.

"You good buddy?"

Coach's face turned into a grimace, and he looked worried.

I had to snap out of it. I grabbed the controller.

"Yeah. Yeah! Sorry bout that. It was just…."

"Unexpected, I know. You opened up a lot today; I could tell how hard that was for you. You shared a lot with me too, so it would be fair if I shared something with you too. It may be too much, but you can still ask me about stuff if you are trying to understand.

Coach's usual demeanor changed. He looked somewhat fragile, which made me even more enticed by him. This Man was fucking around with my head today. I watched the tv screen boot up the PS5 logo.

"So, uh, does your wife know about this?"

"The site?!"

"Yeah, that."

"Oh yeah, she even filmed some of my videos and helped me with some live cams. Hah! She won't admit it, but I can tell she secretly likes it."

"Wait, for real?!"

"Oh yes!"

Coach leaned closer to me.

"One time, as I got home early from practice, I tried to sneak up on her to surprise her a little.

Lo and behold, there she was in the living room! Playing the piano with her pussy lips as she watched a video of mine."

"Holy shit, Coach! That's awesome. What did you do?"

"I have to admit I got pretty hard right there, so I pulled out my dick. I started jacking off, just watching her and hearing her moan. What can I say? I get a lot of pleasure knowing someone gets horny by watching my videos. Once I came, I cleaned up my cum as best as possible and went outside to ring the doorbell. I acted as if nothing happened."

"That's hilarious, Coach, but kinda fucked up, too, haha!"

"Well, if she gets to do it in secret, then she shouldn't be bothered if I do it too, hah!"

Coach seemed like his usual self again, and I relaxed.

"So… So you like it when other Men watch your videos too?!"

"Heck yeah! I don't just like it; I love it because I enjoy myself and others while paying our bills."

"Wow! So it pays for all of this?! Just by doing vids?"

"Well, it does mostly, but I do some extra work. You know, the real cash and fun comes from what I make other guys feel. So it is unsurprising that individuals pay extra if I do something for them in real life."

"Holy shit Coach! What do you do then?"

"I think you are a clever man. Use your imagination. Haha!"

We both laughed. Mine was more nervous, though. Our conversation ended as the Mortal Kombat logo appeared on the screen, and we got engrossed in the game.

With all the craziness today, I still felt as good as ever!

Thanks to Coach Tom, I've learned much about myself and finally know how to repair my friendship with Mike! I love Coach! He is the best Man I've ever got to meet. He made me feel like everything would be alright.

Well, he also made my dick feel fucking good today.

When the afternoon came, I told Coach that I had to leave.

I fumbled another thank you out of me, but he repeated that I didn't have to thank him and that he enjoyed himself a lot.

Before heading out, I texted Mike to meet me at the park near our campus. He asked if he should bring something, but I just told him I wanted to see him. When I arrived at the park, it was already dark. The temperature outside was just right, and it was warm even though I wore revealing gym clothes. No one was at the park besides a homeless dude at a random bench. I could breathe out and relax.

I texted Mike that I would be waiting for him near the footbridge. I leaned over it and looked over the dark lake at the park's center. It was so entirely quiet. For the first time in weeks, my mind was at ease. I knew what I felt and what I was going to do.

I didn't have to wait long before Mike arrived. He looked a bit lost. It was good to see him, and I embraced him with a hug without saying a word.

"Woah, dude! Good day to you too."

I let go of him.

"Hey, man. Ehm, how was your day."

"Uf! It was okay, I guess. I just got into an awkward situation with Jessica, but we discussed it. As we always do... So? What are we doing here, bro?"

"Oh yeah, sorry! I just wanted to talk."

Mike seemed to be on edge and a bit annoyed. I wanted to finish this quickly but couldn't find the right words to start.

"Talk about what?"

"How I've been a bad friend. I'm sorry. I was being a dick to you. More than once, I... I was just so mad because I felt like I had lost you or something. I don't know."

"No, I'm sorry too. I shouldn't have just moved out like that. I'm really sorry about that. It felt like you hated me for a while. So I just left."

"I don't hate you, Mike. Please don't think that I do!"

Mike looked so sad right now.

I didn't know what to say!

Fuck!

Why did I feel like I was about to cry again!

Something came over me, and I just jumped at Mike.

I grabbed his head and locked his lips with mine. He didn't push me away.

His mouth felt warm against mine. My lips left his. We just stood there for a while, breathing heavily. It felt like my heart was about to burst from my chest.

"Damn bro. That felt good."

"I know it did. I can say that now... That's what I wanted to tell you. I don't care anymore, and I'm not a pussy anymore Mike!"

"Eh, what does that mean bro?"

"It means I know nothing was wrong with what we did. We just made each other feel good."

"Oh?"

"I want to be your best, bro! And I want you to feel good. I don't care if what we do in the process is gay or whatever. I really don't care about that anymore. I care about you... Fuck! It sounds so weird when I say it."

"No, it doesn't, bro! I get it, and I'm happy you said that."

There was a spark in Mike's eyes that made me so happy.

"So, are you moving back in? I need you, Man."

"Hah! Yes, Bro! I'm moving back in. I've been annoying Jessica for way too long anyways. He told me yesterday that her apartments started smelling like a gym locker room once I moved in, haha!"

Yes! Mike is coming back!

"I don't mind that smell, hah! So... things are getting back to normal?"

"Well, we will see about that. I think things are going to look a bit different now. What do you think?"

Fuck, I knew exactly what Mike meant, and that got me incredibly excited.

"I think it will be fun."

We both smirked.

"OH fuck Mike! I have to show you something insane!"

"Woah. What is it?"

"You will freak the fuck out! I still can't believe it myself."

"Bro, tell me! What did you do?"

"Oh, it's not about me. It's something about Coach Tom."

"Whaaat?"

"Bro, get ready! Let's go to our place!"

"I have no clue what you are talking about, but wow, you got me so excited now! Let's fucking go!"

to be continued...

[timaa]

Loving this story so far, it's something different from the usual, keep up the great work!

[Ro20316]

I am so loving you are continuing teh story. The coach might be teh one that helps them find themselves in the process and introduces them to the CAM life. 

There are so many things they can do now. I love it

[Pumped]

Damn! Great stuff! Love that you spent time to really developed the relationship between the “bros” ( Mike and …? Will we ever learn his name ?)

that last reveal into the coach’s private life makes him the hottest mentor/gateway character I have encountered in a long time