Coach Yancy told him it was all right to come up the last week of August since it would give Mike a chance to settle in. Mike arrived late on Wednesday in his old car that his parents had given him. Tom and Chad came out and helped him carrying his stuff upstairs. His room was pleasant enough with a nice- sized closet and a full-sized bed. There was a door to the bathroom that connected to Chads room as well. Tom had put a steaks on the barbecue for the three of them and they sat down to a hearty meal.

Eighteen year old Mike Storm was a gifted athlete, who led his high school gymnastics team to the State Championships. He was sought after by a lot of colleges, but somehow he connected best with Tom Yancy, a coach from a private school upstate. The coach, who was a powerfully built man in his late s had an excellent reputation. The campus was beautiful and the athletic facilities were state-of-the-art thanks to a very wealthy benefactor.

Ill bet you a blow job that your wrong. If you cant do it, Ill eat your hot dick. If not, you gotta chow down on my wanker, okay?" Mike stared Chads in the eye. "Youre on!" he laughed. "Lets go into dads room, hes got a huge bed and Ill show, you what to do!" Chad said eagerly. They both undressed and lay on the bed, both with hardons . Now throw your legs over your back and lower your cock to your mouth.