Jeff had told me that he'd fucked two guys in my locker room, and it was crystal clear to me that one of those jocks had to have been my QB Landen, so naturally I wondered who the lucky second kid was who'd been getting secretly boned on school premises by my favorite tight end. Dewey? Or Sam maybe? Neither would've been a bad choice at all, if those guys were even into guys, which I had no way of knowing.
'Probably Dewey,' I thought, meaning that Dewey was the next stud I'd choose to fuck myself...if I were fucking my way through the roster...and if I wanted to ensure an extra-long prison sentence. I doubted that Dewey, that hot little stud muffin of a cornerback, was even 17 yet, and I knew he couldn't be any older.
"Is Landen one of the dudes you've been humping in my locker room?" I surprised myself by asking. I guess I just wanted to confirm the one obvious candidate before I started trying to figure out who else had been fortunate enough to have had Jeff's big dick rammed up his poop chute.
Jeff laughed and gave my cock a playful tug. "Aw, Coach, I'm not one to kiss and tell...but since everything that happens at Coach's crib stays at Coach's crib, while I'm staying here I'll tell you anything you want to know about me and my fuck buddies. It stays here, though, right?"
"Of course, it does," I said, laughing at how fucking compromised I'd already become.
"Yeah, I've nailed Landen a couple of times in the locker room, a couple of times in other places. And before I talked him into bending over for me the first time, we'd sucked each other off a few times, at least one of those times in your locker room."
Fuck, the shit that had been going on right under my nose! To have been lucky enough to have walked in on that and caught Landen choking down Jeff's fat kielbasa while he jacked his above average, uncut cock. I knew it was a bad idea to even think about Landen (or Dewey), let alone talk to Jeff about him and Landen having sex together...I'd for sure end up in a sandwich fuck with both of them if I weren't careful.
I think I had some notion then that I was already on a very slippery slope, but you wouldn't have known that by what I said next. "How big is Landen when he's hard?" I blurted out, finding my throat constricting in desire. I took another large gulp of the whiskey I'd brought with me from the kitchen to the hot tub.
Jeff laughed. "Getting interested, huh? Nice wood on that dude...I'd say a notch or two over seven, for sure, not quite as big as me, or you, and not quite as thick. Serious meat, though...and he's got a hot fucking body, plus he's queer as fuck. Like me." Landen did have a hot as fuck body, as in hard and sculpted. And what an ass...
"You ever going to let him fuck your gorgeous ass?" I asked, ashamed at my inability to shut the fuck up about a bunch of fucking teenagers.
"I would, if he'd ever ask me," Jeff replied, laughing, "for sure, if you ordered him to tie me up and fuck me in the ass, which I wish you'd do...after you showed him how to fuck me like I need to be fucked." I had a vision of golden Landen taking Jeff doggy style as I hovered over the two rutting jocks, coaching them, as it were, before I slipped around to the QB's blind side and mounted him forcefully...
"Have you ever...uh...pissed on Landen?" I couldn't believe I was asking such a question.
"Nah, that's kind of a tough subject to broach, Coach, even with a fuck buddy," Jeff replied as my cock throbbed in his hand, "but you could help me over that particular hump by pissing on both of us together with your big fat wiener." I might just do that for Jeff. I could understand how asking your best bud to urinate all over you might be a harder thing to do than asking him to bend over for your huge cock in the locker room...
"Who else have you fucked in my locker room?" I asked with a raspy voice, suddenly dying to identify all the queer jocks I'd been overlooking. Having gotten myself halfway over the mental threshold of a three way with two students, I was flirting dangerously with the prospect of finding myself in a four-way involving three students. Maybe we could have a fucking party that weekend for all the cock suckers on the team...a going away party for Coach before he began serving his multiple life sentences.
"Coach, I told you I'd tell you anything, and I will," Jeff said, "but this is beginning to sound more like post fuck pillow talk to me, if you know what I mean." I did. He was tired of hearing me talk and wanted me to fuck him again. "Or while we're fucking would be cool, too. Aren't you ready to start making some more hay?" He started stroking my cock.
"Yeah I am," I whispered, tugging on his nicely stiffening cock in return. I figured it had to be Dewey. I'd sure as fuck, fuck Dewey, I mean, I would if he wasn't on my team and wasn't 16, 17, at most. I actually thought Dewey was hotter than Landen, though it was a close call. But Landen had the fact that he was 18 going for him. He might actually get 7+ inches of coach cock buried in his blond ass if Jeff made the mistake of inviting him to drop by house one night...
