Bowl Game Blow

By Wooflix

Published on Jan 3, 2006

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Bowl Game Blow

It was the evening after New Year's day. Off from work, and just kinda bummed around the house all day. I was horny but didn't seem to be having any luck recruiting a trick to come over. I finally decided to try posting on that guys's list site, um Greg? Craig?

Anyway, I posted an ad on the men seeking men area. My ad read like this:

"Looking for Coach - late 30's guy looking for coach (football, baseball, whatever.) to come sit in our jocks, have some beers over the game, and whatever happens, happens. "

I didn't have to wait long - I had an email within about 5 minutes. He said:

"Hey boy - you need a real man to come over and teach you about football? I have been coaching a high school team for years, and have had to keep my hands to myself. Feel like being a teenager again for an evening? Answer me, boy!"

I responded:

"Coach, I'd like to learn from a man like you. Call me at..."

So, about 5 minutes later I got a phone call from a deep voiced male, telling me to call him Coach. "Give me your address and directions by email boy, and I'll get my ass over there so I can check you out. "

I emailed the coach directions, and within minutes there was a knock at my door. I opened the door and in walked this stud of a man, wearing a coach's warmup outfit. I handed him a beer after he sat down, and he pulled off his warmup pants and unzipped the matching top, so I could see his hairy defined pecs and softpac abs. His jock was already bulging with an overload of manmeat.

Coach cleared his throat and quietly said, "Strip to your jock boy, then get a beer and come sit next to me."

I followed his instructions, and sat down with a beer in my own bulging jock. The game was on, so we sat and sipped our beers, not touching each other while the game was on, but during commercials, well that was a different story.

First commercial that came on, Coach grabbed my bicep, and then started rubbing my arm and soon was rubbing all over me, while our mouthes were waging the battle of anxious tongues. But as soon as the drone of crowd noise returned, Coach would say "that's enough." We'd return attention to the game.

It was a back and forth battle on the screen, and pretty soon the Coach was asking me questions when things happened during the game, explaining what I couldn't answer when he asked. As soon as the next commercial came on, he said "Boy, get on my cock. I gotta blow my cock off."

He reached over and pulled my head downwards towards his manly cock, and with his other hand he pulled his cock from behind the pouch. I could tell he was clean but had been wearing his jock for a few hours. It had the mansmell I like - clean and musky, slightly sweaty.

I slipped coach's big headed cock in my mouth, and was getting it nice and hard, savoring his tasty precum while he reached over and rubbed my ass. The commercials never seemed to last long enough, and then it was back to the game.

Finally, we had a longer opportunity when it was finally halftime. Coach said "Ok boy, I wanna see how to hike a football." He reached into a bag that he had brought with him, and first pulled out a football, and then a clear zipper package that looked like it had lube and condoms in it, and a brown bottle too. I knew what that was!

He ordered me to assume the position, as he had talked to me during the game about hiking the ball. As I stood on the carpet, he came up off the couch, and made sure I was in proper position. He was rubbing me all over as he did this - pulling on my nips, brushing his hard cock against my face and he moved my back into the proper form. I moved towards his cock with my mouth but was foiled when he moved and slapped my ass lightly, saying "I'll tell you when boy." He had me so fucking turned on!

Coach got behind me, and as he rubbed my ass and said "you got a nice ass, boy. Gonna enjoy this," he got on his knees and immediately slid his tongue down my crack to lay a nice layer of warm spit there for his pleasure. He started licking my hole while he stroked my hard cock, which was hanging free - I didn't dare touch it, not without his permission.

He repeatedly stabbed my asshole with his tongue, sliding in deeper that most guys, and really had me trying not to arch my back - I was trying to stay in proper form.

"Yeah boy, gonna fuck your ass. Nice big center like you needs his ass treated nice - I was a quarterback boy, and made sure I kept my center's ass nice and happy."

He stood up and started pumping his cock up and down and across my hole, not penetrating but safely letting me feel what would fill a condom. I could hear him lubing his cock, while he said all kinds of hot dirty things that made me hornier my the minute. Coach handed me the brown bottle after he took a couple of hits, and told me to prepare myself cause he was gonna fuck the hell outta me, make me a man. I took two good hits, and he shoved it in all the way as soon as I capped the bottle.

Fuck, it was 8 inches at least, and a nice thickness that filled my ass with pleasure and just a tiny bit of pain. He poured some more lube atop his cock as he stroked my ass deeply, to make sure I was nice and slick for his fuck.

He said "boy, you can stroke your cock now, we're gonna have to cum fast to catch the rest of the game." Coach told me to lay in my back, and he threw my legs up on his shoulders. We passed the bottle back and forth while I stroked my leaking cock and he massaged my hole with his big dick.

I could tell we were both getting close, him pulling on my nips and talking dirty to me while we were a machine in motion. Suddenly he stopped and made a face and he shot five big loads into the condom covering his dick in my hole. As he shot his last shot, I shot my hot load onto his chest, and he leaned down and sucked my tongue into his mouth. It was a hot halftime session, let me tell ya!

I grabbed the cumtowel I left nearby and handed it to the coach, and he wiped up his chest, and pulled out of my ass, his condom very full of his 5 shot load. I grabbed it with a tissue, and we got a couple of beers and went back to the game.

Into the third quarter, he pulled me close to him on the couch, and was very affectionate as we finished the game, and had a nice makeout session during the fourth quarter, as the game has long been decided.

Happy New Year, Coach!

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