This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to any existing people or events is coincidental. If a story involving sexual contact with minors bothers you or is illegal where you live, stop reading now. This is Part 10. Please start with Part 1, which can be found here: Tommy's Coach
Tommy's Coach, Part 10
At our next game, Coach moved Jamie up to bat fifth. Jamie was really happy and he sat next to Coach on the bench. When we were batting I heard Coach talking to him.
"I'm impressed, Jamie. You've taken your hitting to a whole new level. I guess Tommy's been helping you?" Jamie nodded. I felt proud. Coach put a batting helmet on Jamie's head and slapped it. "That's great. Whatever he's doing with you, keep doing it. In fact, do it more." Jamie turned red and he looked at me. I couldn't stop from giggling. Coach smiled and squeezed Jamie's leg before he pushed him towards the on deck circle.
We hung on and won 4 to 2 and Jamie got another hit. When we were packing stuff up, Coach asked Jamie where his Dad was. Jamie just kinda stared at the ground and said something about how his Dad was really busy with his work. Coach wasn't happy about that. It reminded me how Coach was with my Dad before we started doing stuff.
We'd gotten so Jamie would come and stay over after most of our games. We went straight from the field to our house. Dad herded us into the laundry and said, "Let's have the uniforms, boys." Jamie was over being shy I guess since he was naked as fast as me. Geez, it feels so good to take off the cup after a game. We were both like half stiff already.
Dad took Jamie's backpack. Jamie looked like he was going to ask a question, but Dad just said, "I'll hold on to this, Jamie. If you want your clothes, you can ask. But Tommy and I would like for you to stay naked when you're here. We think it'll help you feel more like one of the family. Is that ok, sport?" Jamie bit his lip and looked at me. I just smiled. He finally nodded. Dad kissed the top of his head. "That's my boy. Now hit the shower, both of you. You are smelly."
We goofed around in the shower. I had Jamie wash my dick and we played sword fight. Dad finally had to tell us to get out and get ready for dinner. I put on shorts and a tshirt. Jamie watched me and kinda looked around for his backpack, but Dad had it stashed someplace. I didn't say anything cuz I thought it was kinda neat that Jamie was the only one naked.
At the table I told Dad what Coach said to Jamie on the bench about doing more of what we were doing. We all laughed and Jamie blushed. Jamie punched my arm and said, "He meant hitting, you dork, not... you know..."
Dad got serious. "Well, Jamie. A lot of hitting is about confidence, isn't it? I think we've seen you get a lot more confident since you started visiting us. Maybe it has something to do with feeling like you have a good friend and people that care about you. You've opened up about your Dad. You've gotten over being shy. Here you are at the dinner table, completely naked and not even thinking about it. We're both very proud of you, Jamie."
Jamie smiled big. "T-thanks, Mr Walker. It's awesome. I guess... I mean... I sort of like being naked now I'm used to it."
Dad chuckled. "I can see that you like it, Jamie."
I looked down and saw Jamie was totally stiff. His face glowed all over again.
"It's ok, tiger. You're a growing boy." Dad looked at Jamie with a weird smile. "Why don't you take care of it, Jamie?"
Jamie looked confused. "What do you mean, Mr Walker?"
Dad said, "Well, I think your penis wants attention. Why don't you masturbate?"
Jamie blinked and looked at me. I just shrugged. "Go for it, dude. That's a wicked boner."
"You mean... here? Right now?"
Dad nodded. "You can't possibly be shy about that, with everything that we've already done, Jamie. Go on. Play with your penis."
Jamie slowly put his fork down and put his hand in his lap. I could tell he was really embarrassed. "Are you gonna w-watch me?"
Dad nodded again. "Yes. Think of it as the next step in not being shy. Move your chair back so we can see."
Jamie swallowed but he did it. He closed his eyes and started tugging at his hardon. I couldn't help teasing him a little. I whispered, "Hermione wants you soooo bad..." Dad shushed me.
Jamie started getting into it. I guess having his eyes closed made it easier to forget we were watching. Watching gave me a boner too. Dad gave me a look like he wanted me to do something. I didn't know what he meant, so finally he pointed to the tent in my shorts and then to Jamie's mouth. I'm slow sometimes.
I stood up and pulled down the front of my shorts, then poked Jamie in the cheek with my dick. He opened his eyes a little and looked at me. Then he looked at Dad. Dad grinned. Jamie closed his eyes and opened his mouth. I pushed in and he just took it.
"Keep your eyes open, Jamie. Look up at Tommy when you suck on his penis." Jamie made little noises. His eyes opened again. His hand moved faster. I pushed deeper. Dad said, "Use your tongue, Jamie. Feel his balls with your hand."
Jamie grunted and his eyelids fluttered. He grabbed my nuts kinda hard but that just made me go over the edge. He was squirting in his hand at the same time I was dribbling in his mouth. I still didn't really squirt.
Dad was grinning. "Hold him in your mouth, tiger. Get it all. Finish what you started." Dad touched Jamie's hair. "That's it. Every drop." I leaned back and pulled out of his mouth. Dad wasn't done though. "Now lick your hand." Jamie looked at his gooey hand made a little face. Dad raised his eyebrows. "It's part of finishing, Jamie. Lick your semen off of your hand." Jamie didn't look happy, but he did it.
"Watermelon for dessert! I think it's a good one, just got it today. It's so great when they're in season." Dad was back to normal like nothing weird had happened. He's pretty good at that, kinda like Coach.
We were tired out from the game, so we just watched TV and fell asleep early. I stripped off and slept naked to make Jamie more comfortable. Dad kissed us both on the forehead. It was nice thinking about Jamie being my brother.
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I woke up when I heard the bedroom door open. I saw Jamie's bare butt going out. I remembered the last time, so I waited a minute and then followed him. When I peeked into Dad's room, Jamie was standing beside the bed. Dad was on his side with his head propped up and they were talking.
Jamie was saying how Coach asked him why his Dad wasn't at the game. Dad was listening. Jamie stopped talking and was just kind of standing there. I heard Dad say, "What do you want right now, Jamie?"
Jamie looked down. "I was hoping maybe you could h-hold me... like you did before, Mr Walker."
Dad nodded a little. "I'll be happy to do that, Jamie. But I want you to understand something. If you get into this bed, you're going to do what I tell you to do. You're not going to argue with me, or make faces about it. You're just going to do it. That's what it means when you come to me, son. Do you understand?"
Jamie squirmed on his feet. Dad waited a minute and then he said, "Your penis is hard, Jamie. Very hard. You're thinking about what's going to happen. I think you know. I think you want it. Don't you, tiger? You know. And you want it."
Jamie still didn't say anything. Finally he whispered, "I'm not sure."
Dad's voice was patient. "You're not sure about what's going to happen? Or you're not sure if you want it?"
"I'm not sure if I want it. Mostly I want you to hold me. And... you know..." Jamie's voice was a little shaky.
"You want me to suck on your penis. But that's not all, is it?" Dad waited. "Tell me what's going to happen if you get into this bed, son."
Jamie squirmed again. "You're going to put it in my m-mouth?"
"That's almost right, Jamie. I'd say it differently. I'd say that you're going to suck my cock. I'm not going to make you do it. You're going to do it because you want to."
Dad pulled back the covers. He was totally stiff. "Do you know why you want to do it, Jamie?"
I could tell Jamie was looking at Dad's hardon. Jamie shook his head.
"It's because you want to make me happy. Because you've never been able to make your Dad happy. Have you, son?"
Jamie's head dropped. He shook it again.
"You can make me happy, Jamie. You can make me very happy. With your lovely cocksucking mouth."
I didn't really think Jamie was going to do it. He almost looked like he was going to run away. But then he put his knee up on the bed. Dad moved over. Jamie climbed up. Dad wrapped Jamie in his arms and held him against his chest. His hand went down to Jamie's dick and started to tug on it really slow. I saw Dad whispering in his ear but I couldn't hear what he was saying. Jamie's face was red as a tomato and he looked nervous but every so often he nodded at what Dad was telling him. His butt was moving from the wanking. They stayed that way for a while til Jamie seemed to get more relaxed.
Dad pointed to the table next to the bed. Jamie opened the drawer and took out the little bottle. He handed it to Dad. Dad whispered again. Jamie held out his hand. Dad poured stuff from the bottle onto Jamie's fingers. More whispers. Jamie looked back at Dad and Dad just raised his eyebrows. Jamie swallowed. Then he reached behind himself and made a weird face. Then Dad put some stuff from the bottle on his own fingers.
Dad turned over onto his back. Jamie turned over too and laid with his head on Dad's chest. Dad's big hand went down Jamie's back to his butt. His fingers wiggled in between. Dad said, "One hand on mine, one hand on yours." Jamie reached over and held Dad's stiffy. He looked up at Dad and Dad smiled. I couldn't see what Jamie was doing with his other hand cuz his back was to me, but I saw his butt squeeze. "You know how this works, sport. Push back against my fingers. And relax. That's it. Go slow."
Jamie scooted his butt up and I heard him squeak a little. Dad had two fingers inside and was moving them in and out just a little. Jamie's breath was getting louder. Dad leaned down and kissed his hair. "You know what to do, son." Jamie wiggled his head down Dad's tummy until Dad's dick was bumping his nose. He held it in his hand and then he opened his mouth and just put his lips against the end. Dad grunted a little. "Hold tighter. Take more. And tongue. You know how, Jamie."
Jamie pushed his head lower and he got the whole end in his mouth. Dad pushed his fingers deeper and Jamie's legs kinda twitched. "That's it. Masturbate while you suck me, Jamie. Yours and mine. Masturbate me into your mouth. Be a good boy." I guess Dad wanted to be nice since it was Jamie's first time. I remembered how Coach did it to Dad, pushing it all the way in, but Coach knew that Dad was already a cocksucker then.
Dad's butt was moving now. He was pushing his dick into Jamie's mouth, but not too far. Jamie's hand was moving too, and his butt. Dad's fingers were all the way up in him. Dad shut his eyes tight and put his other hand on Jamie's head. "Finish what you start, Jamie... finish... finish what you... start..." Dad grunted and I saw Jamie's head jump. He gagged and made like a choking noise. Dad held his head there for just a second but then he let it go and Jamie pulled back. Dad spermed all over his face. Jamie had his eyes shut and was coughing.
After a minute Jamie caught his breath and Dad pulled him up onto his chest. Dad took his finger and wiped his stuff off Jamie's face with it, then put it Jamie's mouth. Jamie made a face and Dad frowned at him, but his finger was clean when he took it out. Dad said, "There we go. Your face is all shiny. Now your hand, Jamie."
Jamie looked surprised when he saw his hand was all gooey. The hand that was on his, not on Dad's. "Yes, tiger. You came while you were sucking me. I told you that you wanted it. I know about these things." Jamie licked his hand really slowly and kept looking at Dad in a funny way. Dad hugged him tight against his chest.
"You did it, Jamie. You made me very happy. You're a fine boy. I'm so proud of you." Jamie smiled even though his eyes were wet and his nose was running. Dad took a tissue and wiped Jamie's snot off his lip. "There we go. That's natural. You'll get used to it." He swatted Jamie's butt and said, "Ok sport. Time to get the morning started. Tommy needs a blowjob since he's been watching us the whole time. When you're finished sucking him off, we can have breakfast." Jamie turned bright red and looked back at the door. I peeked around the corner. My face felt hot too.
"Daaaaddddd. Geez. You knew I was here?"
"I know everything, Tommy. You should understand that by now. It's a superpower that fathers have. Now let Jamie take care of that erection and we can go to the pool after breakfast."
I rolled my eyes. Dad can be so goofy sometimes. He got out of bed and I went over to Jamie and pushed my dick into his face. He looked up and opened his mouth. "Do my nuts first," I said. Jamie did.
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That Saturday at Coach's house, Coach seemed happy about Jamie but I could tell something was bothering him. Dad was naked like usual and sucking on my nuts. Turns out I really like that. Coach was watching with his hand on my butt.
"I think," Coach said, after we told him everything, "That Jamie's dad is a neglectful scumbag. Maybe a little like you used to be, Bob." Dad glared at Coach but didn't stop what he was doing. "We're going to have to think about what to do about that. He's a good kid, and I don't want to see him treated badly."
I giggled a little cuz I knew Coach was going to fuck Jamie's butt pretty soon. Coach cuffed my head a little. "You know what I mean, Tommy."
I did know what he meant. Having your Dad ignore you or be mean to you is way way worse than anything like that. I mean, if somebody wants to put it in your butt, they must like you, right? And it feels good. I guess so, anyway. From the finger thing Coach did to me.
"Jamie will love what I'm going to do with him, sport. You know I'd never hurt any of my boys." I nodded. I knew that more than I knew almost anything. I'd be scared silly if Coach was really mad at me and I never saw him get so mad as when he thought somebody on the team was messed with.
"You're going to help make sure that Jamie enjoys it, too." Coach opened a drawer and took out three black plastic things. They were all shaped the same but were different sizes. Dad's eyes got wide. Coach chuckled. "For Jamie, Bob. You know all about this, don't you? A few overnights with each one will prepare him nicely. You'll note that number three," he held the biggest one next to his dick, "is just right." It pretty much matched Coach's hardon. I finally got it.
"Oh. They go... in his butt."
"Clever boy, Tommy. Start with the smallest and work up to the big one."
"Dad already had two fingers in him."
"Oh my... well done, Bob. I think you're enjoying this, aren't you?" Dad was blushing.
Coach looked like he was thinking. "We need some leverage with Jamie's Dad, Bob. The boy seems quite desperate to find a way to make the jerk like him. Perhaps we're teaching him a way. And we know Jamie will share his deepest secrets with you. When he's cuddled with you in your bed, holding your big grownup penis in his little hand, he'll spill everything that happens at home. And then we'll know things that we can use to help him." Coach stopped and looked at Dad. "Think about it, Bob. I expect that you can get the right things to happen."
Dad swallowed my dick all at once. Coach just smiled. "Oh, and Bob, just so we're clear. You're not to fuck Jamie. That's not for you. It's fine for you to train his mouth and get him ready, but let's not get carried away. We know what you are and we'll not have you forget it in a moment of passion. The first cock in Jamie's ass will be mine."
Dad grunted and spermed all over my leg.
This is part of a series. The next part can be found here: Tommy's Coach - 11