No

The doorbell rang a second time, but then nothing. The person likely left.

You don't really care either way though, you're too busy fucking Coach Nickel's ass while he chokes his son and punches Jason's now hard dick... It's so hot you... Fuck I'm gonna shoot.

"Get ready for my spunk," You say to Coach Nickels, grabbing his hips and moving them at an uncontrollable pace.

"I was born ready," He says in between moans, a pool of drool dripping down his chin. You pull out and turn Coach Nickels around, trusting him to the floor. He greedily opened his mouth in anticipation.

"See Jason," You say to a horrified Jason, "This is how a real man marks his territory." You pull Coach's head back, he's looking up at you excitedly. You proceed to jack yourself off, intermittently ramming your cock into Nickel's open mouth for added lubrication. You cum all over his scruffy beard and some of his chest.

You slip your cock in and out of his mouth some more, which Coach Nickels hungrily goes along with. You pull out. Damn I'm still hard. You look between Mr. Nickels and Jason. One hungry, willing, and a damn good cocksucker. The other resilient, ashamed, and your bully, although you don't think he'll be able to get away with much now that you fucked his dad in front of him.