Plot-Your-Own Yiff
Plot-Your-Own Yiff
Jake and Tom were both at Jake's house working on English homework. Jake was working at his computer. Tom was sitting on his bed reading Shakespeare.
"Want to see my project?" Jake asked.
"What is it?"
"It's like this choose-your-own-adventure thing. You're in it. I just finished the latest part. Wanna read it?"
"Sure!"
"Tell me how you like it," Jake said, handing over the manuscript.
Tom put Shakespeare aside and took the manuscript. He began reading. From the look on his face, Tom could tell that Jake was clearly expecting something. Exactly what quickly became clear when he read the first choice he came across:
_If you want Jake and Tom to keep yiffing in the showers, turn to page 66.
If you want Jake and Tom to have an orgy with the rest of the soccer team, turn to page 101._
Tom felt adventurous that evening, so he turned to page 66. Then he went to 101 When he finished, he handed back the manuscript to Jake. "Maybe you could combine the two," he suggested, not in the least bit offended.
"Okay. I'll do it right now."
Jake took the manuscript back and began revising the file on his computer. While he was working, Tom went down to the kitchen for some orange juice and a bite to eat. When he came back upstairs twenty minutes later, Jake had finished, and finished quickly. He took the new manuscript and began to read once more:
101
Tom pulled Jake up off the bench and brought him into the locker room's big gang shower. "Lean against the wall so we can do this properly," he told Jake. Jake did as he was told and put his paws on the showers' far wall, sticking his butt out to make it prone for Tom.
Jake didn't think the situation was very comfortable, and the floor felt cold against his padded feet. But Tom made it worth it.
Tom grasped Jake around the waist and shoved his cock into him for the second time. It was easier. Jake enjoyed it more and his ass was loosened up a little. His cock quickly became hard. Tom, the wolf, and Jake, the tiger, panted and groaned loudly as they fucked again.
This time, Tom made Jake come without jerking him off. Jake had never felt anything like it. Achieving orgasm entirely from his prostate was like nothing else in the world.
After Tom had finished emptying his somewhat diminished load into Jake, the two quickly washed off and went back into the main locker room. They were just getting dressed with the rest of the soccer team began coming in for practice. Coach followed behind them.
Jake and Tom couldn't help but get hard-ons once more. Seeing their teammates, some very hot and ripped, put them in a sexy mood all over again. There was nothing they could do to hide it, and Coach noticed immediately.
Coach was a brown bear. Coach was also overweight and hardly exemplified the ideals of his school's phys ed program. Wearing sweats that were too small didn't help much, either. When he saw that Jake and Tom were both hard, he came right over to them.
"What's going on here?" he demanded.
"Er, nothing, sir," Tom replied.
"Are you sure? Prove it! Strip!"
Tom and Jake stood there wondering what to do before coach filled in the blank: "Now!" Tom and Jake did as they were told. Within a few seconds they were standing naked in front of Coach.
Instead of saying something directly to Jake and Tom, Coach turned his attention to the whole team. "Strip!" he yelled. Not knowing any better the players, and there were a fair number of them, did as they were told.
Once everyone - foxes, raccoons, cheetahs, tigers, you name it, and all males too - was naked along with Tom and Jake, coach took his clothes off as well. Then he stood before the team eying his players like a circling voucher. By this point, he had an erection of his own - and so did several others besides Tom and Jake.
"Okay," Coach told the team. "You are all going to jerk off for me and Mr. Tom and Mr. Jake here are going to lead you. Any objections?"
There were none.
Tom took the initiative and began to slowly stroke himself in front of everyone. A few other players joined in, and Coach was especially enthusiastic about what was happening. Tom used one of his paws to jerk Jake off at the same time.
Once that happened, everyone seemed to lose their inhibitions and the crowded locker room quickly became warm and began to smell of sweat. Threesomes worked on each other. Twosomes went at it together. Players alone used the precum from those standing next to them to lube up their own shafts.
_If you want Coach to fuck the team, turn to page 397.
If you want the team to fuck Coach, turn to page 300._
Tom groaned at the sudden halt in the story and turned to page 300 and kept reading; 397 sounded a little weird for him. He crossed his legs to try to hide the massive boner he was not sporting. He also bit his tongue to keep from giggling at the same time.
300
"Okay team, line up!" Coach suddenly shouted over the moans and groans of his players, halting the orgy. He had a more interesting idea in mind. "I want you to fuck me. And I want you fuck me hard!"
Eager as horny beavers, the players line up behind Coach. Coach led them into the showers, where he turned the water on full blast. "Lather up!" he ordered. "Then single file behind me!"
The players continued sucking and fucking each other as they got soapy and wet. Tom made sure that no one got in the way of him and Jake. He wanted Jake all to himself, and he was sure Jake felt the same way about him.
Once everyone was sufficiently wet, Jake found himself first in line for Coach. He used the soapy shower water to lube up Coach. Coach groaned when Jake stuck his fingers into the big bear's ass. Jake knew what was going on was a little weird - the next parent-teacher conference was guaranteed to be super-awkward - but he was just too darn horny too care!
Once Coach was all slick, Jake shoved his cock in and wrapped his arms around Coach for leverage. Coach's ass was loose and felt like it was definitely well-used. This made pumping into him much easier.
Jake rammed himself as hard as he could into Coach. Coach moaned deliriously as Jake's cock stimulated his prostate. Coach was so wrapped up in what he was feeling that Jake thought he might well just keel over and faint from sheer ecstasy.
After a few quick thrusts, Jake shot his cum into Coach's welcoming hole. Then he pulled out and stood stood to the side while the next player took their turn with him. Watching got him hard once again and Jake leaned back against the tile wall to stroke himself off for what felt like the hundredth time that day.
In turn, each player had their way with Coach. They jerked off - often together - while they were waiting and even after they'd had their turn; no one seemed very interested in talking. It was a sight Jake would never forget for as long as he lived. The floor of the showers was thick and sticky with the sheer amount of semen being produced; even with the showers running full bore, washing it all away afterwards wasn't going to be easy.
Tom was last to take his turn with Coach. He took a deep breath and then went straight to work. Not only did he ram his length right into Coach, he also reached a paw around to stroke Coach from the front. He was the only one able to make Coach come, and he did it very well - especially since he'd already had two warm up sessions that day. Coach blasted a thick stream of semen onto the wall that looked almost like the blast from a fire hose.
After Tom pulled out, Coach just stood there leaning against the wall with streams of white cum from virtually the entire soccer team dribbling out of his butt. "Ohh, that was good. Was that good," Coach mumbled, his knees shaking from the tidal wave of pleasure still washing over him. "Get dressed, team. Practice today is canceled."
The End
"Well, Tom, what do you think?" Jake asked.
"Uhh," Tom mumbled, clearly embarassed, as he put the manuscript down. Then he said, "Jake, you just gave me a major boner. Probably the biggest boner I've ever had. Even more than the first version."
"So you like Coach too, huh?"
"Yeah, I guess," Tom replied, his embarrassment fading away. "It's good you tossed him in there."
"Anything else you want to add?"
"Football players instead of?"
"Might work."
"I have a better idea. Give me that pencil."
Jake grabbed a pencil out of the cup on his desk and handed it to Tom. Tom scribbled something on the manuscript and handed it back to Jake. "That's my idea for continuing this."
Jake laughed and grinned when he read what Tom wrote under 'The End': If you want to feel me in you right now, turn to the next page.
"But there is no next page."
"Then let's write one!"
Tom picked Jake right up off his chair and tossed him onto the bed. Then they got on top of each other. They both knew it was going to be a long night. Some homework session this was going to out to be!