Finish the fight

Coach Johnson pulls down on your jaw and you let your mouth open. The coach sticks his thumb in your mouth as you look over to Kaleb. Kaleb is still staring at you watching, but you notice something else. He's jacking off! You look down and see Kaleb stroking his cock partially covered by his cheerleader skirt. As his lips are wrapped around the Coach's cock, you see his tongue move around by the momentary bulges on the sides of his cheek. "Woah there Kaley, looks like you're trying to finish me before your brother gets to me, you're not jealous are you?" Coach Johnson says as he pulls out of Kaleb's mouth a little. With a surprised look, Kaleb goes from staring at you in disbelief to staring at the coach with an almost determined look on his face. Is he trying to save me from sucking a man's cock, or is he jealous that this man wants me too?

"Now you two will work together, no competitions for now, got it?" Coach Johnson starts to rhythmically move his cock in and out of Kaleb as he matches his movements with his thumb in my mouth. I taste his salty and somewhat dirty thumb invade my mouth and touch my tongue, cheeks, and roof of my mouth. Exploring everywhere he can reach. This goes on for what feels like forever before the coach stops.

"Now, we're all warmed up. Kaley, I'm going to take my cock out of your mouth and I want you to tell your sister my one rule. I don't want to hear anything else out of you, just my one rule. Got it?" Coach stares at Kaleb with intense demanding eyes. Kaleb shakes his head, moving the cock in his mouth up and down. As the coach pulls out his cock from Kaleb's mouth, you see something you didn't plan on seeing. Kaleb actually tries to follow the cock, he tried to keep it in his mouth! Coach's cock comes out of Kaleb's mouth and he reflexively reaches for it with his tongue before pulling back.

"What's my one rule Kaley?" Coach barks

"No teeth, sir." Kaleb says as he stares down at the ground. He's still jacking off!

"Good girl." Coach moves over to me, his cock sways toward my face and I can't take my eyes off of it. The world seems to melt away as this cock stands strong inches from my face. "Patricia, I want you to lick it. If you don't, I'll just get right into the main event." You look up and realize he really doesn't care what I choose. Bargaining with yourself, you decide that you might as well warm up to it instead of getting it **** down your throat immediately. As you reach out your tongue, the smell of saliva, precum, and body odor hits you. You see Coach's precum start to collect at his cock hole. Your tongue touches the precum first and the cockhead slips under your tongue. The salty taste is otherworldly to your mouth and you worry that it might touch your bottom row of teeth, so you pull away to realign your mouth. "Ah ah ah, no pulling away Patricia" Coach growls as he pulls your face forward. His cock lands with it's bottom side flat up against your face. "Stick out your tongue." You do as you're told. Coach begins grinding his cock up and down while you lick the bottom of it.

After a few seconds, he pulls back a little bit. "You've warmed up enough, open your mouth." As he pulls back, his cockhead lines up straight with your mouth. As you open just enough, he pushes his cockhead into your mouth. You feel the spongy headed yet rock hard shafted cock in your mouth and begin sucking it. Coach pushes further into your mouth and the only thing you can think inside your head is, "No teeth."

Coach pushes further and further into you, grabbing the back of your head and pushing his whole cock into you. You feel it touch the back of your throat and you suck as hard as you can. You feel like you need to finish him, not only so your brother doesn't have to do this again, but because it's turning you on so much that you can't help wanting to please this man. You start to bob your head up and down, trying to match his rhythm and move your tongue in a meaningful way. You notice something deep down inside of you. You're not gagging. YOU DON'T HAVE A GAG REFLEX...

You have the urge to jack yourself off, but before you can reach down, someone is jacking you off already, you feel a hand stroking your cock and it's already almost too much. Trying to focus on coach's cock, you start to feel yourself orgasm from the handjob. Coach begins moving faster and faster and his hips start to buck into you. Unable to breath, you start to black out.

"Oh Patricia, take me in for a touchdown girl, get it baby! I'm about to...." His hips buck hard into you with a strength you could never help to fight, and didn't want to. You're pushed over the edge and cum on the hand that's jacking you off as you feel the coach's cock pulsate inside your mouth. You don't understand initially, because you don't taste anything, but you instinctually swallow as liquid goes down your throat. It's not until coach pulls back a little before the salty taste of cum touches your tongue. You immediately suck harder and twirl your tongue. Coach pulls out of you as you follow his cock out.

"Woah Patricia, settle down, it's sensitive!" Coach throws your head back as the world comes back around you. You start to look around and notice Kaleb is kneeling close to you with his hand still on your cock, cum covering the top of his hand. He's staring at your cock and back to you. Suddenly embarrassed, he pulls away from you.

"Kaley, you made a mess, didn't you? Do we waste cum?" Coach barks barks the question at your brother. As you sit back regathering your breath, your brother looks down at your cum on his hand. "No, sir." he states, before bringing it up to his mouth and sucking the cum off his hand. You stare at him, breathing hard, in disbelief and what happened.

"Kaley.... Patricia..." Coach says, now satisfied in every way that he could be, "I only have one cheerleader costume, so you'll have to fight over it.". "Now... get out of my office, I'll see you at practice!"

He leaves the room to a silence outside of heavy breathing. You and your brother sit there for what feels like minutes before he starts to stand up, takes off his cheerleader costume, and begin getting dressed in his normal clothes. You get up, get dressed, and wait for him. Not a single word is spoken. As you make your way out of the locker room, you and your brother walk to the truck in complete silence.

You turn on the truck, put it in gear, and make your way home. On the radio you hear "Cherry Pie - Warrant"

"... Such a sweet surprise, taste so good, make a grown man cr...." You switch off the radio and continue driving home.