As a reward for a really great season, Coach Banner had the team over for a cookout and pool party. As the afternoon started winding down, myself, Coach Saint, and Coach Banner were left along with Grant and Dylan. They are star players on the field as well as off, but we hadn’t planned to end the day with an orgy… honest! Coaches will talk, though, and we had shared our exploits with these hot young twinks. It was just too tempting to tell Grant and Dylan to “not rush off,” when the other guys started packing up to go. Like I say, we hadn’t planned anything, but a few hours with a dozen fit young men showing off the goods in wet speedos had all of our holes twitching. I don’t know if the boys expected anything but they are healthy young men who get hard every time a breeze blows in the right direction. I’m sure they had shared their encounters as well, so when they realized that it was just their favorite coaches and their coaches favorite players, well they were up for anything, shall we say, and very much hoping they might get it. We made the first move on the patio with some fondling and kissing, just to let them know that the possibility was there. Of course they could have wandered off, but what are the chances that a horny young coach fucker is going to turn down a triple helping of their favorite prime aged beef? No, they got hard so fast it’s a wonder their dicks didn’t rip the front of their shorts open, even though that would have saved some time. Coach Banner’s backyard is intentionally private, but the sofas in the den are more comfortable, so we moved the party inside. Clothes started coming off and five raging hard cocks were on display for jacking and sucking. Everybody was doing everybody, working us all up to fuck overdrive. Me, Tyler and Ace, got on our knees on the sofa, asses out for our two boys to earn the right to fuck us. They dove into our beefy cracks like hungry puppies. All three of us were moaning and twitching, our cocks leaking precum on the cushions. Those boys couldn’t get enough and neither could we, but boys will be boys and their young nuts were ready to bust. The only place anybody wanted those loads to blow was deep in some lucky coach’s ass. Ace and Tyler won the lottery, as it were, and ended up with twink cocks pounding into their hungry holes while I sat back stroking my own cock watching the show. I wasn’t worried, though. I know from experience that these young guys are always worth at least two laps around the track. If I get lucky, while my buddies recover, I might just get spit roasted by the young studs. Right then, though, the two boys had their coaches, legs up on the sofa, pounding them balls deep. Ace managed to spray a load of coach cum all over his furry chest while both boys let out a triumphant howl before blasting their loads deep in a pair of manholes. It was so fucking hot to watch! Even hotter, knowing that it’s my turn next.
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