The Coach and the Bookstore

I only had been home three days with nine more days to go and was already climbing the walls.  Staying with my sister Corinne while she was preparing for her big wedding was just not good, in the worst possible way.  Man, she was the bridezilla from hell.  I had no idea why her long time boyfriend would put up with the drama but that was not my problem.  So I was stuck with her tantrums and horny as all hell since I’d broken up with my boyfriend a month before.  Not that I needed love after that disaster, just a hard dick and a tight ass would have been enough to get me through until I could get home.

So here I was driving around after Corinne’s latest meltdown and vaguely hoping for a way to get laid so I could reduce my own stress level.  I’d spent a couple hours at the gym already, hung out at the local coffee place and just wanted to give her more time to cool down after her latest tantrum about who the hell knew what before heading back.  Yes, I was hiding.  Remembering an old adult bookstore in the seedier side of town, I started in that direction and hoped it was still there.  I had fond memories of the  backroom with the booths, token videos and glory holes.  A nice anonymous mouth would be a perfect no fuss, no muss solution to at least part of my problem.  

As I drove, my dick started to harden a bit as I relived fond memories of tearoom trysts and glory holes from college.  There was just something that got me worked up seeing some hot guy on his knees sucking my dick or riding him hard in some bathroom stall.  Sadly, most of the glory holes were gone now due to the machinations of some angry church lady.  Probably because she found out her darling husband on his knees swallowing some stranger’s dick. 

Pulling up to the bookstore, I parked down the block and holy shit!  One of my main high school fantasies was going into the bookstore.  Mr. Knapp, my english teacher and running coach from my junior year.  I think I developed calluses from jacking off to images of him naked in the school locker room.  He was about my height but had a runners build, a light beard and a nice dusting of hair on his chest.  His cock was nice sized too, not I ever had the luck to see it hard or close up.  I would have loved to though.  Hell, I would have loved to lick the sweat off those balls after one of his runs.  

That was twelve years ago and while he was probably closer to fifty now, he was still fucking hot.  The idea of some back room romping with this man made my mouth water and my dick drip.  I just hoped he didn’t just stop in for some porn, I needed him in that backroom.  I quickly adjusted myself so hard dick didn’t show too blatantly through my shorts before stepping out of the car.  

A minute later, I opened the door to the cool rush of the air conditioning flowing over me.  A quick glance around told me he had already ventured into the back room.  Ignoring the rows of dildos, magazines and DVDs on display, I quickly purchased some tokens and made my way through the heavy curtain into the darkened space beyond.   After the brightness of the store, a deep layer of darkness folded over me.  Mostly it was just a couple of shadows moving here and there as my eyes adjusted to the dim hallway.  The only real illumination in the place were the little lights over the doors that turned red when in use.  The place was laid out like a capital letter F with one long corridor and two short hallways.  There wasn’t nearly as much cool air back here and there was a lingering smell of cheap disinfectant and sex.  I didn’t see any sign of my prey though but at least I didn’t have to worry about my hard dick poking out of the bottom of my shorts back here.  

I wasn’t interested in the guy standing in corner giving me the interested looks, he looked like trade.  So around the last corner a light pops on and I hear the distinct sound of canned sex noises.  Bingo, I open the door to the booth next and I see the hazy light from the video playing through the hole.  Stepping inside, I latch the door behind me and drop some tokens into the machine.  Something on the screen jumps to life but I’m not paying attention.  I do a quick squat and peer through the hole to make sure it’s him and thank my luck.  

Not in the mood to be subtle, I unzip and pull out my hard cock.  It’s about eight inches, nice fat head and looking for a nice warm mouth.  I stroke it nice and slow, making sure he has a nice view from the other side.  Two fingers show up and hook themselves on the bottom of the hole.  The universal sign the guy on the other side of the hole wants to swallow dick.  I can also see a shadow of that beard and that familiar jawline.  I slide just the head through the glory hole and into his waiting mouth.  

His lips slowly wrapped around the head of my cock, and I almost shot right there.  Feeling his tongue work its way around and around slowly, gently was beyond amazing.  Knowing it was one of my high school crushes made it even better.  I pushed myself further into the hole and each inch of my dick was swallowed as I did.  His throat was like hot wet silk.  Finally, I was flush against the wall separating the booths with my cock all the way down his throat.  Then he pulled off to work on the head again and I was starting to get close when the little video screen flickered off.  

Damn, I needed to put in tokens but that required I turn around.  Making a quick decision, I leaned down and whispered into the hole “Unlock your door.”  I wanted to see Mr. Knapp on his knees with my dick down his throat.  After a brief moment of hesitation, I heard the door latch.  Stuffing my still slick dick into my shorts wasn’t easy but I managed before stepping out into the darkened hall and taking the two steps to his booth.

Slipping inside, I saw a look of shock cross his face when he recognized me, realizing I had been one of his students.  Before he could protest, I pulled the door shut and latched it before leaning into him and said in a low voice, “I wanted you back then and now I’m going to have you.” Then I ran my hands up under his shirt enjoying the feel of his warm skin and breathed in the faint scent of his aftershave.  While he appeared bit torn as to what to do, I started to work on his nipples, making him close his eyes and let out a breath.  

Brushing my lips against his ear I whispered, “Now get back on your knees and suck my dick.  I want to watch you.” Silently he lowered himself before me while I dropped my entire stash of tokens into the machine.  I did not want to be interrupted.  I pulled down my shorts, my rock hard cock grateful to finally be free.  Mr. Knapp opened his mouth and took the head into his mouth. In the flickering light from the video, I watched as his eyes closed and he took more and more of my cock into this mouth.  Finally I was buried all the way down his throat, it was heaven.  Long deep strokes as he kept deep throating my dick.  Man, he knew how to suck dick.  Grabbing the back of his head, I started to fuck his face.  Slowly at first then with more speed my cock thrust in and out.  Mr. Knapp grabbed my ass to steady himself as I pounded his throat.  

I was so close to shooting but it was too soon to end this party.  Pulling him off my cock, I breathed “Too soon” as I looked down at his face slick with spit, his lips red and slightly swollen.  He nodded and pressed his face into my balls, sucking and licking each in turn.  So beautiful on his knees like that.  

“You like being on your knees sucking my dick and licking my balls Mr. Knapp?” I said, trying to remain quiet but also not really worried with the sound of the various loops running.  He pulled back for a brief second to say yes before gently kissing and licking the head of my dick.  Stripping off my shirt and dropping it on the little bench, I started to play with my nipples as I watched him service me.  Still too close to shooting from his tongue working its magic, I pulled him up to work on my nipples.  

Mr. Knapp’s mouth was just has talented on my nipples as on my cock and balls and his hands roamed over my back and ass.  My own hands weren’t idle either, I pulled off his shirt to play with the muscles on his back, pulling him to me so our sweat slicked bodies connected and our dicks rubbed against each other.  

Roaming down to his ass I worked my hands into his own shorts.  His ass was just the way I liked it, firm and round.  I slid a finger in between his cheeks just to feel his hole a bit.  Just the lightest touch and I felt his hole open up for me.  Damn that was hot.  Just then he started to lick and kiss his way up my chest and neck.  With a hot breathy kiss he spoke, “Fuck me Matty.  Fuck me right now.  Please.”  

With that he turned around and pushed his entire body up against me with his back sliding again my chest and my dick so close to his hole.  I was so close to fucking him dry but managed to keep my head and whispered “Lube?” in his ear.  Mr. Knapp bent down just a bit to pull out a little tube of lube from his pocket and hand it to me.  Quickly I squirted the cool gel onto my fingers before rubbing it into his hole.  The way his hungry hole welcomed my fingers gave me goosebumps.

Lining up the head of my cock with his ass I gently pushed in just the head.  The welcome warmth was almost my undoing.  Giving him just an inch or two more, I started to pull back to thrust in again but Mr. Knapp was having none of that.  He pushed himself back on to my dick so hard I had trouble keeping my balance.  I wrapped my arms around him and started to pump him.  

Thrust after thrust, I fucked this man hard.  My hands ran over his chest, pinched his nipples and toyed with his rock hard cock.  Breathing into his ear I told him that I’d been wanting his ass since I high school and damn it had been worth the wait.  With an especially rough thrust, I felt the head of my dick bounce on his prostate causing him to gasp before moaning in pleasure.  I quickly covered his mouth before his moans got us tossed out of the bookstore.  

“Quiet teach, we can take our time later and I’ll fuck you until you scream in ecstasy.” I told him.  Our body heat in the small both was making us both grow slick and our bodies slid against each other as I fucked him.  He licked the palm of my hand before sucking my thumb into his mouth as I continued the assault on his hole.  And as much as I wanted this to last though, I was so close to shooting when out of the corner of my eye I saw someone watching the show through the glory hole with the two fingers signaling an eagerness to participate.  

Twisting Mr. Knapp around towards the hole I humped him into the wall while aiming his dick at the waiting mouth.  His moan as the mouth engulfed his hard dick was so low and deep I felt it in my balls.  Taking aim at his prostate I ruthlessly fucked myself into him and against the wall.  I was close, so close.

Nipping his ear, I whispered “I’m gonna breed you teach, gonna fuck my load into that eager hole of yours.”  And with that he gasped for breath and his ass tightened around my dick so hard it hurt as he came into the anonymous mouth on the end of his dick.  My own balls tightened up and I came.  I shot so hard I almost blacked out, just thrusting with blind lust as I emptied myself into him.  A moment later I slowed down before just enjoying the gentle spasms of his ass around my cock.  

“Damn, Mr. Knapp, your ass was worth the wait.” I said quietly as I continued to play with his nipples and holding him against me.  My cock still hard and wanting to fuck.  

“You definitely would have gotten extra credit” He responded with a chuckle.  The little video screen stopped playing as the tokens ran out so I kissed the back of his neck as I slowly pulled out to get dressed.  I wanted to spend the nest couple of hours exploring his body and grinding my dick into his hole but with more room than a tiny booth in an adult bookstore.  

Just then, there was a bellow from the front “ONE PERSON TO A BOOTH!”  

Mr. Knapp seemed suddenly shy as he started getting himself together.  Pulling up my shorts and slipping my shirt back on I said, “I’ll be in town for another couple weeks if you need to keep me after school.” and give him a quick kiss before slipping out of the booth.  

Later next morning, I was walking in after my morning run when Corinne told me she ran into some old teacher of mine and said I should give him a call to catch up.  Trying not fist pump or get instantly hard, I thanked her and starting making plans in my head.