"I've got no problem boning Coach again," Max told Jeff, "it's him that has a problem with me." The three high school jocks were having dinner Sunday night across the deck from Coach and Jay, and both Jeff and Max had made separate cock inspection expeditions to the men's room with Jay. Jeff had an idea that might just result in all five of them fucking each other later that night, despite Coach's renewed resistance (supported by Jay) to the temptations presented by the underage Mitchell and Max. Jeff had been quizzing the two minors on their willingness to fuck the two older men if he could get them to bend their rules (again, in Coach's case).
"That's not true," Jeff said, "it's not about anything but your age. I promise you they both think you and Mitchell are hot as fuck. So, could you dump two more loads tonight?"
"I'm planning on doing exactly that," Max said, laughing, "one in you and one in Mitchell."
"Well, would you rather just do that than fuck Coach and Jay?" Max had to think about that one a minute. "Day in and day out, I'd choose you guys, it's not even close...but since it's NOT going to happen anyway, and we're just playing Twenty Questions, then, yeah, I'd love to fuck Jay tonight, if just for the novelty of it. And I still feel like Coach and I have some unfinished business, so yes."
"I'd love to watch while you finish that business," Jeff said. "What about you, Mitchell?"
"If you can pull it off," he replied, "count me in."
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Jeff pushed his plate back, threw a couple of twenties on the table and stood up. "Good. I'm going to do my best to make that happen. You guys get the check, OK? Then sit tight, like whatever you do, don't come over and remind them how young you hot fuckers are. They've already decided to cross their boundaries with me on Tuesday night, and I just might be able to convince them it's in their best interests to forget about those boundaries altogether for tonight. Head straight out when I stand up from their table, and I'll meet you at the car."
Jeff took his drink with him and went back over to Coach's table. They were through eating, too. "Mind if I sit down a minute?" he asked as he sat down next to Jay. "My goodness, but my ass is sore...in a good way, you know," Jeff announced, planting his hand firmly on Jay's crotch under the table and squeezing hard. He had felt Jay's burning desire in the men's room earlier and he was counting on that barely contained fire to help him get what he and his two companions wanted. For that to happen, Jeff figured he needed Jay to want his cock up his ass that night, immediately, unwilling to wait 48 more hours, or even another hour. Jeff was also banking on the promise of three rock-hard cocks he could aim and deliver right where Coach and Jay most wanted them...that night only, or so he intended to suggest.
"I mean, I've never been fucked like that stud Max fucked me just before we came over here. Jesus, this is like the best well fucked feeling I've ever had, you know? Unless it was the well fucked feeling I had after Mitchell boned the fuck out of me with his giant ginger cock this morning. Fuucckk..." Jay could feel the blood rushing to his cock as Jeff aggressively massaged his junk. He couldn't resist picturing Max's beautiful uncut beer can cock pissing right next to him - Max had been so fucking close to him their shoulders were touching - just a few minutes earlier. Then he thought of the video of the three hot as fuck jocks fucking each other that he and Neil planned to watch as soon as they got back to his house. He gulped his water, and then discreetly eased his hand into Jeff's lap, imagining the nine-inch boner he found there pushing into his rectum...within the hour.
Coach was remembering how fucking good Max's thick cock had felt buried in his ass Friday night, when Max had nailed him to the locker room shower wall while Finn was hammering Jeff right next to them. [#46] He felt a twinge of bitter sweet regret that that had ended up being the only time Max had topped him, and Max hadn't even blown his load in him, since Finn and Max had swapped partners toward the end - Max had nutted spectacularly, but it had been in Jeff. The funny thing was that all of them, including Coach, had believed that Max was straight, and he'd had no reason to doubt that fact - until he'd stopped by Max's locker after practice that day for a second innocent look at the backup QB's big fat dick. To his surprise, Max had come on strong to him, almost relentlessly, and he recalled the moment he'd realized that Max wasn't straight at all, but was instead a 'ravenous gay wolf.' [#44] "Max is a special young man," Coach mused wistfully, "as is Mitchell."
