The Ball Boy Experiment: Chapter 3: The Dream - Sex Stories

The Ball Boy Experiment: Chapter 3: The Dream

... up toward his nipples. A tongue shot out and licked one, then the other. He began sucking, the sensation sending electricity through Ryan. His cock pulsed in Eric's hand.

"Ohh, you like that, don't you, Coach?" Eric purred. Ryan could only groan. From this angle, he could see Eric's back, arching and thrusting his ass up into the air. Ryan wanted to see that ass naked. He reached down and grabbed it. Eric responded by shifting out of Ryan's shift, and sliding further up, to kiss him.

Their lips locked, as Eric ground his waist against the coach, dry humping him. Ryan felt Eric's tongue shoot out into his own mouth. Their tongues danced together.

This is so wrong

, Coach thought.

"I can tell you like that," Eric chuckled, pulling himself away. He looked down at Ryan's cock, rock hard and pulsing his desire. "Someone's riled up."

"Eric, turn--" Ryan had to clear his throat, his voice was shaking. "Turn around."

"Mmm, bossy." Eric knew what Ryan wanted. He slid off of the man, and turned around, still somehow arching his back even while standing.

His pants are too tight,

Ryan noticed.

It makes his ass look rounder, fuller.

As if reading his mind, Eric unbuttoned his pants and, very slowly, began sliding them down over his mountainous ass. The next thing Ryan noticed is that he wasn't wearing any underwear.

"Ooooh, this ass is ready for you, Coach," Eric was using a sultry, slutty voice. "You can have it, whenever you want. All you have to do ...

... is ask." The waistline of his jeans finally mounted his rump, and with a sexy jiggle, Eric's ass was freed. Ryan didn't think he could get any harder. Eric was (Ryan had heard this term used in jokes) thicc. With his back arched, and his jeans perking up his cakes, the boy could have been all ass. He leaned himself back and began rubbing his ass against Ryan's dick.

I get it,

Ryan thought.

He's teasing me. He won't let me fuck him until I agree to the deal.

"Eric," he tried to sound stern. "I can't just sign you up without thinking about it first."

Eric stopped moving. "I get it. I can give you some time to think, if you want." He tried to take a step forward.

But Ryan didn't let him. He grabbed the boy's waist, and in an instant, yanked him backwards. His aim was true, and in one swift movement, Eric was impaled on Ryan's thick, yearning cock.

"OOOOOOooooohhh..." Eric made an animalistic sound, and didn't move. Ryan didn't move either. He shouldn't have done that. Would Eric be angry?

After a few tense seconds, Eric turned back to face Ryan. "You're bad," he said, with a glint in his eye. But he didn't get off of the coach. Instead, he began rocking back and forth, fucking himself against the the cock in his ass.

"Oh, Eric, that feels great," Ryan moaned. It was true. The young man was not as tight as the other ventures he'd had recently, but Eric clearly knew his way around a dick. As he slid off of the cock, he squeezed himself tighter, milking ...