Coach's Hog part 4

**Good morning everyone! It's been a hot minute since I last wrote erotica and I do apoligize for those who wanted a continuation of this story. I had fun dusting out the creative cobwebs and put my gainer thoughts into words. If y'all need a refresher on the story I put a tag of the title. Any who enough of me rambling enjoy the good read!**

Part 4

The rest of the weekend went by like a blur. When training started Jase would half ass throughout the drills then on his way home he would order a couple of pizzas to binge eat and chug a couple of six packs of beer while he marathon his favorite shows on Fatflix. On the weekends he would have eating contests with Edwin. Winner gets to eat the loser's leftovers. Jase’s competitive nature would get the better of him that he wanted to show the new guy who is best at the table. Whenever he would get horny he’d messaged Victor but he’d never respond back. Jase found it a bit odd cause Victor would never pass up on a quick fuck with him. As a matter of fact Victor hasn’t even showed up to football practice at all… ‘Whatever… I guess it’s a porno kind of night… again.’

 As the weeks passed by the exercises were getting more intense. Jase felt like Coach Colton had been applying harder workouts on the guys as summer came closer to end and wanted them ready for the first game by the end of the week. In reality that wasn’t the case at all. The drills haven’t even changed but for Jase, as his weight kept climbing up the scale, it became harder and harder for him to keep up with the rest of the jocks. On a Friday morning practice was earlier than usual and Jase was still hung over from drinking far too many beers last night. He just wanted to lay down on his couch while he inhaled breakfast takeout and rub one out. All the commotion in the locker room was making his head pound so he figured a quick shower could clear his head before he went out on the field. As Jase lathered his physic with body wash, he noticed that his once well developed abs have become much softer. In fact it has been replaced by a small potbelly with faint indentions where his six-pack used to be. 

‘What the hell?’ This new discovery was making his heart pump faster and his head was spinning at the realization that he was getting fat. ‘How could this have happened? This isn't like me at all.’ and yet he couldn’t help getting a little aroused by it. He continued exploring his body to see if there were any other soft spots. His once firm pecs have rounded out slightly and his nipples felt more perkier to the touch. 

“Ahh,” escaped his lips and quickly covered his mouth hoping no one else heard him moan. He quietly began stroking his cock as he continued touching his body while the rest of teammates headed out to practice. This new sensation was so foreign to Jase yet it felt so right. As soon as he was getting into the rhythm he heard Coach Colton shout his name, snapping him out of his trance. 

“Jase come to my office now!” Coach Colton ordered. 

He quickly grabbed a towel and half haphazardly wrapped it around his waist while he tried to solve some simple math in his head to deflate his boner before he opened the door.

“You called me, coach?” as he walked in, having both hands covering his crotch.

“Shut the door behind you. I have some important concerns to discuss with you.”

  Jase was standing by the door awkwardly creating a small puddle while Coach Colton had his back towards him. He was rummaging through the shelf full of VHS tapes of last year's games. 

“You know this past weekend I spent my free time re-watching how you were on the field,” Colt began as he grabbed a tape then rewinds it, “I’ll admit you were a very impressive quarterback. You made the right calls and scored several touchdowns. Your team really needs you, Jase.” 

‘Where was this coming from? I thought this guy hated my guts! Has the coach reconsidered his decision?” Jase thought, ‘is he gonna make me quarterback again?’ 

“Sit,” Coach Colton commanded, “That’s why I know I am making the right choice and what’s best for the team.” As the video commences, he directs his gaze towards Jase, reminding him of that cold stare he was getting back at the pool party; A shiver went down his spine. “Pay close attention to this part. After viewing this you are going to make a BIG difference.”

As Jase stared at the TV screen flashing images would appear during the play by plays. They were similar to the ones at the pool party except they became more visible and frequent. At one point the tape hardly showed any football. It just kept flashing tons of images of delicious food, morbidly obese men eating, and a semi-transparent swirling pattern. Jase could make out Coach Colton’s voice through the tape, "You must be getting hungry” over and over again. 

His stomach growled loudly, leading him to move his hands from his half chub, that was poking between the towel, to his belly. He shut his eyes while the growling grew stronger and reached an unbearable level.

“What’s happening to me?” Jase tried to make some sense of the situation but the hunger was just too overwhelming for his brain, “I’m starving…” was all he could muster.

“Drink,” Coach Colton ordered as he held a large black jug to Jase’s lips. Without any hesitation, he followed his orders obediently. He’d do anything to make this hunger disappear.  He eagerly drank the thick and creamy liquid, swallowing with ease as it went down his throat. The flavor reminded him of cookies and cream but there was something else that he couldn’t quite recognize. His mind felt so fuzzy that he really didn’t care too much what that something else was. All he knew was it tasted incredible and he couldn’t get enough of it. As he swallowed, his potbelly protruded outward in front of him. He could feel this stomach filling up now. It was reaching its capacity, waves of pleasure were flowing to Jase’s now fully erect penis. This sensation was still so new to him he needed to shoot his load. When he reached down to stroke himself a strong hand gripped his wrist and placed it on a new jug.

“I said drink!” The coach said in a more agitated tone. Tilting the jug at a much higher angle causes the liquid to overflow down Jase’s chin and onto his torso. “You’re making a mess of yourself. I don’t want you to disappoint the team.” Snatching the jug away from his mouth. “Can’t have those precious calories go to waste… Oh piggy!”

As he called out the door on the other side of the room opened, waddling in Coach Brooks. The fat man had piled on what seemed like 60 lbs of lard since the pool party. He was wearing the same maroon polo as Colt only he had food stains all over his and clung to his belly tightly exposing a long happy trail above his navel. His belly hung halfway down his thighs that he almost looked like he wasn’t wearing anything underneath. As he turned sideways going through the doorway Jase noticed the fat man wearing a torn jockstrap that needed to be upsized several dozen pounds ago and it seemed like something was sticking out but he couldn't make out what it was.

 Jase was lost for words as he saw his former head coach approach him panting and sweating like he ran a marathon. The team was told that Coach Brooks was filled up to the gills with paper work in his office and they were strictly told to never disturb him.

 ‘How did Brooks get so-’ his thoughts were interrupted by his ex-coach getting down on his knees in front of Jase, “Coach what are y-” was all he could say as the fat man began licking his upper belly. 

“That’s a good piggy,” Coach Colt praised, “this little one is still learning how to become more obedient. Why don’t you show him what a proper pig does it” Patting him on the rear a low snort is heard between licks. As he makes his way downwards with each lick Jase feels bolts of pleasure surge through his body. Jase began to moan when the fat man began sucking his throbbing cock but before a sound could exit his lips the jug was reinserted into his mouth. “Drink.”

Jase continued swallowing the thick fluids as the man he once admired when he first entered college was now bringing him closer over the edge. As he got about to climax, the fat man stopped to catch some air. Jase tried to reach for his cock but his hands were smacked away by Colt.

“Not yet...” Coach Colt cooed, “now it’s your turn to return the favor. Isn’t that right piggy?” Another snort came out of Coach Brooks mouth as he turned around and got on all fours. At this point Jase now understood was hidden behind the fat man’s huge ass. A pink and swirly butt plug was lodged inside the entire time. Colt removed it and slapped his subordinate ass cheek sending ripples of fat jiggling. “Go ahead and fuck my piggy good.”

Without a second thought, Jase climbed on top of the large man and inserted his cock with little difficulty. He grabbed the sides of his ex-coach’s underbelly and began thrusting, making loud wet smacking sounds. Huge waves of fat jiggled back and forth with each thrust; it almost looked like a huge ocean of blubber clashing and cascading to each fold. As Jase quickened his pace he couldn’t help but notice his pecs and belly jiggle too. Not as much as the fatty in front of him but he imagined what if it was? At that moment his grip tightened and gave one final thrust as he felt his balls drain into the obese man’s cheeks. Soon after Coach Brooks was squealing in pleasure and a huge dribble of cum oozed from the fabric of his jockstrap.

“Not bad,” as the head coach patted Jase’s ass, “go hit the showers and take the rest of the day off. Oh, and grab something to eat too. We have a big game tonight and I don’t want you to burn too many calories... And speaking of which, I need to take care of this fat porker here. Taking him out of his office has made him fall behind his intake quota so I need to funnel extra jugs into his gullet to make up for lost time.” 

Panting and sweating as if he did a full body workout Jase got up and walked to the showers. His head was still buzzing from the event that just happened. All he remembers is that he finally had a good fuck and he can lay on the couch and binge eat pizza as he marathons his favorite shows.