âCoach Jeff! I thought I heard you in here.â
âNo need to be so formal, âProfessorâ Chris,â I said smiling and slapping my still-hard cock against my hand, âI already took care of the guys that were here.â
âIâm glad I didnât come in a few minutes sooner! I mightâve spoiled it for you,â Chris said as he stepped into the weight room and pushed his glasses up on the bridge of his nose.
âYou mightâve surprised ME, but the 2 guys I just took wouldâve been so far gone it wouldnât have mattered,â I said winking and tightening the towel around my waist, teasing the slick head of my Wes-cock with the towel. I heard him moan as he leaked pre-cum.
âI thought maybe youâd given that up, Jeff. People are gonna start to notice when the best and brightest of BHS alumni start vanishing without a trace. BUT⊠I remember when you told me a few years ago about how this all works. Need any help disposing of the witnesses and evidence?â
Chris walked toward me and squeezed the leaking cock under my towel.
âIf you come up to the LAB, maybe we can take care of your⊠hard problem.â
I led Jeff up to the third floor in darkness, avoiding the reunion festivities, and into my science room. I knew for the times weâd fucked before that he had a thing for a guy in a lab coat and glasses. I was lucky he hadnât tried to, or at least succeeded in, turning me in the past. Weâd been fucking on and off in my science lab and in his office for the last 5 years.
âSo, âCoachâ,â I said tauntingly, âYou wanna get rid of that last guy you turned?â
âFuck, âProfessor,â he said grabbing his cock, âYou always seem to know just when I need it.â
I opened the door to my lab. Iâd spent hours preparing for him. I had moved the tables back and spread a large rubber tarp, covered in my âspecial lubeâ, on the floor. When he saw it, he dropped his towel, his big, leaking cock swinging and begging for attention, as he dropped to his hands and knees. His hairy ass open and inviting me in.
âDamn, Kyle! You know I only bottom for you! I wonât turn you, I just want you!â
Coach Jeff didnât know what I had planned. He was ready to be my fuck-toy and I was more than ready to teach him one last lesson.
I saw the tarp, wet with lube, and couldnât contain myself. Sure, Kyle was the ânerdy science teacherâ, but he had a nice, tight body under that lab coat, and a long, thin cock that drilled me deeper than Iâd ever been drilled. So, Iâd put up with his science talk for years. And he was the only one I let fuck me, since it felt like his cock went on forever and could always make me shoot when he was fucking me. I wouldnât change him tonight, but I often thought about it, wondering if heâd add the length to my cock that would push other guys over the edge and into my cock even faster.
I dropped my towel and got on all fours. Iâd let him fuck me before and, after the night I had had, I was ready to take as well as Iâd given. I heard him struggling with the buttons on his shirt, then felt my ass loosen as I heard him open the zipper on his pants and let them fall to the floor.
Iâd been hard since I opened the weight room door and seen Coach Jeff talking to his hard cock. It was now or never. I unbuttoned my shirt and let my pants drop to the floor. Coachâs hole was waiting. I grabbed the beaker of special lube Iâd made and swaggered over to Jeff. I poured the lube on his ass crack. He arched his back, sighed, and raised his ass to my waiting cock. I let the lube run through my fingers and stroked my hard meat, getting it nice and ready for Jeffâs hole.
I pushed the tip of my cock in and let his ass pulling me in. I slowly slid my manhood deep in his hole, until my balls touched his ass. I reached around and grabbed his cock, my hand still slick from the special lube I had formulated, the same lube that covered the tarp on the floor.
âSo, Jeff,â I said in his ear as I started to slowly slide in and out of him, âHow many have you had tonight?â
In between gasps and thrusts, he said, âI took⊠two in the weight room.. and one⊠UGH⊠in the locker room⊠UGH UGH⊠but he was one of my boys from a few years ago. Mmmm. Donât know if he took any tonight. Fuck, Chris! What kinda lube is this?? Your cock feels even better usual!
His ass tighten around my cock as his Wes-cock sighed as he finally leaked a huge drop of pre-cum onto the tarp.
The first drop of Coach Jeffâs pre-cum fell onto the âspecialâ lube-covered tarp. Suddenly, Wes appeared! Still hard but confused and in the throes of ecstasy from the moment heâd turned, he grabbed his slick cock and started jacking it.
Professor Jeff saw this and fucked Coach even harder, rubbing his hairy chest and stroking his cock.
More pre-cum leaked from Coachâs cock onto the the lubed tarp. Brock âThe Cockâ appeared where the pre-cum fell, also still hard and in the last moment heâd lived before his transformation. Wes and Brock looked at each other in confusion, then began fiercely making out, rubbing their cocks together and humping each other.
Coach Jeff thought he wanted Professor Chris to stop, but was caught up in the smell of the special lube and sex that filled his nostrils. He felt a thick vein form at the base of his cock, running up his hairy abs and chest, throbbing through his beard.
âChris. FUCK! Whatâs happ-â
A thick stream of pre-cum leaked from his mouth, onto the tarp. Seconds later, Jonny appeared, ass up and spread wide, just as he had been before he became Coach Jeffâs cock. Wes seized the opportunity, filling Jonnyâs mouth with his hard cock. Brock followed suit and slipped this thick jock cock into Jonnyâs ass.
Professor Chris watched the new âre-transformationsâ, smiled, kept fucking Coach Jeff with every inch of his long, thin cock. Jeff thought he knew how to fight this feeling, but he was wrong! He felt his body shrinking and getting stiffer, filling with Chrisâs cum.
Brock and Wes and Jonny, still thinking as cocks, had only one thing in mind⊠pure orgasmic pleasure. They mercilessly fucked Jonnyâs holes, as his cock stayed hard and ready for attention. A drop of pre-cum his leaked onto the tarp and Jason appeared, under Jonnyâs cock. He saw the leaking member and immediately wrapped him mouth around it.
Coach Jeff watched his former students, lost in lust and pleasure, bringing each other to climax. He tried to fight his own feelings of arousal, but grew more stiff and more full by the moment.
A drop of Jonnyâs pre-cum fell from Jasonâs mouth onto the tarp. Drew appeared, hardest and horniest off all. He and Jason playfully fought over Jonnyâs cock, until Jason stood and let Drew enjoy a Jason/Jonny sword fight in his mouth.
Professor Chris gasped and thrust one last time, hard and deep, into what remained of Coachâs ass. With that, Coach Jeff had finally become Professor Chrisâs long, hard cock.
Chris stroked his Coach-cock, getting harder and closer to cumming, as he watched the former students. Wes and Brock pulled out of Jonnyâs holes and came together, shooting cum so far and hard it landed on each otherâs chests and tight stomachs, and Jonnyâs back. That made Jonny shoot, too. He erupted in Drewâs mouth, sending Jason over the edge and feeding his load to Drew only seconds later. Drew, feeling the cocks explode in his mouth, began to shoot. His cock throbbed and jumped, shooting thick stream after steam of cum, without even touching it.
Professor Chris walked over to the boys, stroking his hard, wet, leaking cock. Proud that his special lube had done the job heâd hoped.
âThis, boys, is why weâre careful. Now, whatâve you all learned?â
Wes, Brock, Jason, Jonny, and Drew all opened their mouths to answer. At that moment, Professor Chris grunted loudly and made one last long and hard stroke, letting his cum raise to the surface and shooting what was left of the Coach all over their faces. The boys lapped it up, not letting even one drop fall to the tarp. They sucked and licked all cum from each others faces and from the Professorâs cock, bringing him to a second orgasm that was all his own.
Professor Chris rubbed their heads as they took the last of HIS load and said, âTeamwork.â