How Much I love Sports Medicine

I’m sure everyone has had a crush on their teachers at some point. I’m sure the high school teachers were the famous first loves but the special ones are in the college areas. This is dating back to when I was just 23, finishing my junior year. It was also the same time my coach/sports medicine teacher was cheating on his wife, and placing his 7.5” cock deep in my throat. 

Don’t get the idea wrong, I passed my grades and all, Just when the opportunity shows itself I like to show off my extracurricular activities. My name is Anthony, the star player of my baseball team and home-winning pitcher. Coach Skull, also knew I was a good pitcher. He’s been my coach for 3 years now. He taught me to have a hand on the ball at all times, that included his. The funny business didn’t start till Junior year truthfully, I’ve had a crush on him since I joined the team. He was your typical coach, his upper body was built, snug fit to his dry-fit tees. His legs were massive and hairy, the best part is his close-shaved beard. When not on the field, his classroom attitude is patient and collected. He becomes 10x sexier when he places his glasses on to read text paragraphs. On Wednesdays, he’s in a suit for the meetings he partakes with the principal and Dean. his slacks against his legs are a field day for sore eyes. My fantasy didn’t become a reality up till the day our finals were coming up before summer. I pushed on this grade every month to stay about 92%. Coach Skull would hold study hall on his Wednesdays only because his meetings would be 2 hours after school and activities. No one takes Health class seriously, sports medicine is no different when a giant penis appears on the board. I wasn’t going to fail this class just to do it all over again.

I walked into the classroom and placed my belongings at my desk. Taking my computer out, I plugged in the charger and posted it up in the corner of the room. Coach Skull hasn’t entered the classroom yet, I waited to see if others would trickle in but of course, no one did. The classroom was on the second floor overlooking the back field of the school. Nothing but trees and land, beautiful during study hall when the afternoons crawl around. Coach Skull walks into the room 7 minutes later, closing the door behind him, adjusting the sign to display ‘study hall in session.’

    ‘Good evening Mr.Fade, spending the afternoon Wednesday here rather than home?’ Coach Skull asked

‘Yeah, I wanted to make sure if any questions come about I’m free to ask you’ I answered 

    ‘Look at you, constantly thinking of better solutions, on the field, and in the classroom.’ Coach beamed.

You could assume I’m ‘his’ star player. Coach would prioritize the team, and hold me to a higher standard. No exceptions. I noted these as challenges and didn’t find a problem with them. Coach sits down at his desk, signing into his laptop. The room isn’t large and the corner I was sitting at is along the same wall as his chair. I would switch back and forth from the pages to his tight-fitted crotch. Easily could identify the lining between his cock and balls. I felt my mouth salivate, thinking about the perfect moment. If I even had the chance, I would. 

Coach looks up from his desk and immediately I focused on my studies. I didn’t want him to catch me looking but something tells me my gaze was on him too long. Coach leans over to his left, resting on his giant fist. His button cuff comes down just enough to see his hairy arms. From the corner of my eye, I could see him looking in my direction. Maybe returning the gaze. To me it felt heavy, sweating me out, penetrating hard enough to hear my thoughts. My feet started to shuffle and I quickly thought about something to say to perhaps throw him off, but before I could conjure up a sentence Coach stood up from his chair.

    ‘What are you studying currently?’ he questioned

‘Um, right now I’m studying terminology.’ I quickly stammered

‘I never thought you would struggle on such a thing, take a look at the board, I’m going to write a few and you tell me the meaning.’ he says grabbing an expo marker. 

He writes out a few examples and fires off the answers as I go. He wasn’t even surprised that I knew the majority of it. His Watch goes off and he glances at his messages. Immediately a strong expression of dismay went across his face. I figure it was the teammates who are not making it to practice but it wasn’t the case.

    ‘Everything okay Coach Skull?’ I asked just to make sure things are a good

‘Yeah, just family.’ he smirked off.

He sulks down in his chair and looks quiet. I went back to studying to give him a moment or two. Suddenly, Coach twirls around in his chair and looks at me. I was a bit nervous about what was on his mind right now. Too many actions and not enough suggestions for his next moves.

    ‘So hey, we’re good on terms to talk about things yeah?’ he asked cautiously

‘Yeah, why you ask?’ I question

‘Straight up, I need some advice. As a dude as your age in college, how is dating nowadays?’ Coach openly asked

Shocked but leveled I answered his question calmly to see if he goes on.

‘Well, dating these days is messy and nothing good unless you’re looking for a hookup.’ I confirmed

The moment you see someone's gears turning. This would be the moment you could see Coach Skulls doing the same. A little bit of myself was confused by the question of knowing coach is Married and all but numerous things happen all the time. He slunks down in his chair, staring at his phone. I thought of something to help ease his mind.

‘Don’t think about it, you’re not missing anything out here other than what you have now.’ I said with a smile

He looks at me and gives me the punch line so harshly.

‘yeah, except for some pussy.’ he grumbled

If you don’t know this now, this is completely normal the way athletes and their coaches talk. I thought it was a joke so I chimed in.

‘Needed a remedy for blue balls?’ I laughed

Coach didn’t appear to be amused, and I think the topic is more irritating to him. Now sitting in this quiet study hall, with this heavy question hanging over our heads it was beginning to feel awkward. 

‘Sorry for that son.’ he apologized

‘For what? Just need to talk.’ I said

‘Yeah but that was just too much.’ he confirmed

‘I didn’t think so, we’re in college, everyone is grown here.’ I also confirmed ‘wish there was something I could do about it’ 

I left it off at that as bait, as flirtatious as I am I wasn’t going to egg this on unless I know it was going to happen, but come on, it's a teacher. He turns more towards my direction and looks at me puzzled.

‘Would you help?’ he asked

I tried to keep my mouth from dropping, shocked that the question finally rolled out of his mouth. I turned the page of my studies to appear like I’m talking and working at the same time but his focus felt hopeful about this. Knowing the topic we’re on, it was safe to assume he was truthfully asking me on this note.

Yeah haha, what the team is for, it's the bro's code essentially.’ I said laughing it off

Coach leans back in his chair and eyes me for a moment more.

‘I mean, if you could lend a man something like that!’ He said

I was more than hesitant at this point but the envelope was just needing to be licked to seal the deal.  I carefully thought about my wording before delivering, this is a make or break situation. 

‘Coach, if you understand, I learn by demonstration, could you show me the problem?’ I asked seductively

Coach pushes away from his desk and immediately catches the message, he unbuckles his belt and unzips to let his Dick sprang up from his pants and into the air. I slump back in my chair in awe, and cannot believe I’m at this point. Coach motions a finger to me and I get out of my chair. 

‘Don’t worry the door is locked’ he said waiting for me to kneel down

I stood in front of him, breathing got slower thinking about this. Without thinking, I reached for it and felt his hot flesh melt into my hands. 

‘Wow, haven’t had anyone touch it in awhile’ he said

I slowly jerked him off, feeling his veins and ridges run along my hands. Finally, I am holding my coach Dick. I didn’t even care about the fact that it’s his wife that’s holding this up, what a shame.

I reached further and pulled his balls out as well, the whole piece was sitting on top of his slacks and he looked hot.

‘Take a knee.’ He commanded

I got on my knees and came face to face. Me breathing on it just made it bigger and bigger. I tok the head of it and slowly worked it in my mouth. Certainly bigger than I’ve imagine, about a bat handle. I worked my way to the base and my nose slowly rested on his sack. Coach let’s out a long moan in response. I immediately choked, not watching how fast he hit the back of my throat!

‘*cough* sorry about that.’ I said catching my breath

‘No need, I’m a hard one to swallow’ he laughs 

I went back down on him and worked on it again. He was clearly enjoying it as my head bobbed up and down on him. After several minutes I come up for air and look as coach looked very pleased.

‘Study hall isn’t long, do you want to continue this maybe in the parking lot? It’s dark out and empty after my meetings and I park near the practice grounds.’ He suggested

I wiped my mouth and started to pack. 

‘Actually yeah, I don’t mind.’ I said grabbing a few more things, I wasn’t rushing, I just needed to be prepared to get out.

‘It’s a thought but I wanted to ask, are we doing the head thing or can I test out your ass?’ He asked nicely 

I was shocked, not thinking he would even think of me like that.

‘What’s with the face, you’ve not noticed I’ve been watching your ass since I placed you on this team?’ He said zipping up

‘Well I was making sure. You’re huge’ I said 

‘Well we can either take it slow going in or not do it at all. I got condoms right here and lube if needed.’ He confirmed

With the thought of lube I was more comfortable, I’ve never taken Dick up the ass either but I heard it’s much better to use lube. 

‘Alright, but it’s a maybe, head for sure.’ I said slinging my backpack over my shoulder

‘Fuck yeah, okay here is my number, I’ll call from my desk phone and we’ll meet!’ He confirmed

I walked out the classroom with so many emotions, I couldn’t believe I made a Dick appointment. I wasn’t even sure if him fucking me was a Great idea. I looked at the clock and counted out the time, he’ll be done around 7:00. I headed home to change my outfit for something more loose. Around 6:40 my phone rang, I picked up and the coach was on.

‘Practice starts at 7:00, you coming?’ He asked

I knew what he meant and went along, I confirmed the time and hanged up. I pulled into the practice grounds around 6:56. Coach was right about being dark out, the sun went behind the bleachers so no worries about lighting. I got out the car and notice that he wasn’t in his. A bit worried on this note. 

From the shadows, under the bleachers Coach Skull calls out my name. I went under to meet up with him.

‘Hey sorry, didn’t want people to see me.’ He said undoing his blazer.

His shirt was unbutton, tie was loose and his glasses was still on. His cock was hard and already out leaking, I could assume he was touching himself.

‘It’s cool, super secluded, now where were we?’ I pretended to ask teaching for his cock. 

I got back on my knees, guzzling up his thick meat. This time while he stood he was able to fuck my mouth the way he wanted too. In and out he continue to forcefully feed me his cock, ready to give me a load. 

‘Lick and suck on my balls ”Fade”, I’m going to work this condom on and your up next to bat.’ He said tearing the packet open

I leaned further down and started to lick his giant sack. His balls were heavy and full. I suck on one nut and moved to the other as he got his cock ready. 

‘Turn around, I’ll work slowly.’ He commanded

I turned around and pulled my shorts down. He moves in closer and slathers the lube all over my waiting hole, sticking a finger or two in to work it in. After that, he replaces his finger with his waiting head. 

‘Alright boy, batter up.’ He playfully said

He pushed his head painfully, and slowly he broke through. His battery ram was ripping past the defenses and getting right to the point. His hand placed over my mouth, thought it was support but it was to muffle me and I could see why. 

‘God, you’re so damn tight boy, I’m only ⅓ in!’ He claimed

‘I wasn’t expecting you to be so tight.’ I told him

‘It’s fine, you could take it.’ He said softly in my ear.

He slowly eases his way down and I could feel his pubes.

‘Just a few more inches.’ He said slowly working it in.

Finally down to the hilt my body felt like a brand new glove on a hand. He pulled slowly out and back in, slowly fucking me in the process. 

‘Put your leg up on the guard rail.’ He said slapping the back of my thigh

I did as I was told and easily he slid deeper. I put my head down trying to focus with the sweat falling from my head. He was really giving it to me. 

‘Fuck man, you’re so tight that I’m going to bust in a second.’ He warned

His panting became faster, and I felt his cock pulse. 

‘UGHHHHHHHH FUCK!’ He bellowed, unleashing a thick load 

He became soft and slid out, thankfully using a condom the mess was quick and efficient. 

‘Fuck man, that was perfect.’ He said pants back up

‘I think I’m going to be sore for awhile.’ I said rubbing my ass

‘I thought you like the pain?’ He question

‘I may need to do this workout more.’ I said, hopefully he will continue

‘You know what I don’t see that being a problem, perhaps it can be our thing per Wednesday so the Miss’s don’t catch on.’ He suggested

We shook on it and went our separate ways. I arrive the next day in class putting my belongs out, coach handed out the assignment and mines had a note stuck to it. 

‘Need the week to go by so I can dump another one.’ 

Instant butterflies, maybe next time coach could dump his load inside me. Before class ended I wrote him a note back. I placed it on his desk and left for the evening, this time placing my number on it. Later that night I got a text…

‘So you want a load in your ass next time, I can arrange that…’ 

For once I was excited for Monday to hit.