A Coach Named Steve

I could still taste his cum on my tongue. Getting to feel his body and swallow his load. Taste his ass. It was greater than I could have ever imagined. How often do people get to actually live out their sexual fantasies? This night, I felt like the luckiest man alive. I jacked off as I drove, thinking of his smile as he shot his load into my mouth. The cum was pouring out of me in seconds, shooting all over my steering wheel and dash. I was out of breath and had to pull over, laying back in my seat and thinking about all the things I wanted to do with him. 

Before leaving, I had assured him to not worry about me catching feelings or anything. It was sweet that he even would think of that. I wanted him to feel comfortable using me purely for physical reasons. I told him to text me whenever he was horny. Ask anything of me. I was his to play with. Some may say I was desperate, but in my eyes, I was the winner in this situation. I had a hot football coach in my back pocket that other guys could only dream of sleeping with. I could not wait to touch him again.

SUNDAY 8:42 PM

I had just finished settling in for the night before work the next day when I heard my text notification go off. I walked over to my nightstand and checked to see who it was. Steve had messaged.

Steve: Bet you are still thinking about my cock

Me: fuck yea I am. It was the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen

Steve: Did it turn you on to make me feel good?

Me: you could say that, I got cum all over my new car on the way home

Steve: haha, good. I’m glad you enjoyed it. I don’t know why, but it gets me so horny to think about you craving me

Me: did you always know I found you so freaking hot?

Steve: pretty much, you did stare at me quite a lot lol and never quite seemed like yourself when we would talk. 

Me: yeah you definitely made me nervous when I was around you

Steve: do I make you nervous now?

Me: actually the idea of being around you makes me really comfortable now, maybe because I now know you wouldn’t beat me up if you caught me checking out your ass

Steve:  if any guy ever comes at you, I’ll beat him up 

Me: that’s sweet, it’s nice to know I have a body guard if needed. you getting ready for work tomorrow?

Steve: sort of, just showered and laying down now. you know…air drying

Me: what a view that must be, you really do have the body of an adonis. I’d love to be rubbing my hands all over you

Steve: don’t start to get me hard now, I need to sleep soon. Kind of wish your mouth was on it again right now. just weird to not be into guys but to want a guy to suck me off so bad

Me: well never feel weird with me. im not labelling you. I just want to make you feel good.

Steve: I appreciate that. You think you will have a sex dream about me? ;)

Me: you mean like the reoccurring one I have ever night where you pull me into the supply closet at work and fuck me so hard I can’t help but scream out?

Steve: god damnnnn, something to think about. Have a good night man, enjoy your dreams

Me: you too steve

MONDAY 7:32 AM

Steve was making coffee in the teacher’s staff room when I walked in. It was just the two of us because it was still early in the morning.

“Good morning Coach Hutchinson.” I sang out playfully.

Steve couldn’t help but smile in a way that I knew meant he was a little turned on by that. 

“Hello there. Did you have an eventful weekend?” He asked while smirking.

I leaned against the counter and snuck my hand down and grabbed his bulge, rubbing it softly over his pants.

“I had some fun times. What do you have on the schedule today?”

He gave me an excited yet nervous look and pushed my hand off. I had just felt his dick start to get firm.

“You are crazy” he laughed. “If you must know, today I’m covering Mrs. Smith’s classes and then I’m coaching football practice till 7.”

“It sounds like you’re a busy boy today. Bet you will be all tense and worked up after practice. Think I could stop by the locker room after make you feel better?”

I could see him thinking. His head was saying one thing but his cock was telling him another. “I guess I couldn’t stop you”, he smiled. I watched him as he turned away toward the hall, his gorgeous ass highlighted by the tight khaki pants he was wearing. Was he even wearing underwear today?

MONDAY 7:07 PM

Steve’s coaching office was down in the basement off of the boy’s locker room. The whole vibe was pretty homoerotic down there. Big open showers and floor to ceiling windows between the locker room and the coach’s office. I’m sure guys still slapped each others asses with towels now and then. The whole floor was empty now. I found Steve leaning back in his office chair, his khakis replaced with form fitting jogger pants and a school branded t-shirt that was marked with sweat stains all over his chest and armpits. He smiled when he spotted me in the doorway.

“How was practice mister?” I asked as I leaned against his desk.

“Honestly pretty intense. We had to catch up on a lot of workouts. I definitely overdid it a bit. Muscles are killing me.” Steve proceeded to stretch his arms in a way that clearly was just intended to show off his massive biceps.

“Is there anything I can do to help with that?”

“I have to warn you, I’m all sweaty and gross. You probably don’t want to touch me right now.”

If only he knew how much more that made me want to touch him. I walked over to his chair and teasingly climbed on his lap while facing him, my legs straddled over the edges of his chair. I then removed his sweat soaked shirt and began rubbing his chest, pausing to play with his nipples with the tips of my fingers. I could hear him start to moan under his breath. His eyes were closed now and his head was hanging back.

I started to lick his nipples, slowly moving up and down his chest with my tongue, mixing in wet kisses as I made my way from his neck to his armpit while rubbing his pecs. My eyes focused in on his hairy armpits that looked like they were still dripping with sweat, locking eyes with him before diving in with my tongue and sucking on his pit. He moaned louder now. I knew he could tell how much this was turning me on and that made him even more horny. I kissed his armpit once more before moving my way down to his groin. Slowly, I peeled away his jogger pants, allowing his now completely erect dick to spring out.

Before I was even fully down on the ground, I felt him grab my hair and guide me to his dick, making sure I was deepthroating it right to the balls. One thing I noticed about Steve is that he was always unsure of himself at first, but once I got him going, he gave me all the orders I craved from him. 

“Hold it there,” he demanded, forcing my mouth down as I gagged and spit up before releasing hold of my hair. The saliva poured off my lips and down over his head. “Fucking christ!” he cried out.

Steve then stood up and grabbed my arm, tossing me in the direction of the showers, his dick red and throbbing in front of him. There was something new in his eyes now, an intense animalistic desire I had not seen from him before. He turned the water on and grabbed my head, pulling it toward his. He looked me in the eye for a moment. 

“I’m going to fuck you now”, he whispered before pulling my face toward his and kissing me passionately, his tongue dancing around with mine. He pushed my body toward the now steaming water as he kissed me harder, our bodies colliding when my back hit the shower wall. My clothes began to get soaked with the water, but I did not care. 

Steve grabbed some soap off the wall and began to coat his cock. He turned to me again and flipped me aggressively so my hands were against the wall. He then pulled my drenched pants down enough to expose my hole.

Before I knew it, Steve’s massive cock was inside me. I could tell he was hornier then ever because of the force he was using. It was the farthest I had ever felt a cock up my ass, massaging right against my g-spot. He fucked me fast and hard, not stopping for any breaks. I breathed heavy and moaned as the shower water splashed my eyes. At one point, I felt him grab my neck and thrust even harder

“Im going to cum in your ass. Would you like that?” Steve asked.

“Please Steve, fill me up until your cum is leaking out of me.”

With several more thrusts, I felt Steve’s load fill my hole, the cum thick and warm. It slowly oozed out of my dripping wet ass as he pulled out and sat down on the shower floor, the water still steaming. I turned to see him breathing heavy under the water, his muscles all red from the steam. I turned the water off and sat next to him, resting my hand on his massive throbbing thigh.

“You good?” I smiled.

“That really was amazing. It’s just different when I do it with you. Something comes over me. Something stronger. More primal. I just don’t know why part of it also feels wrong. Like I’m using you. Or doing something unnatural.”

I thought for a moment. “Look Steve, you clearly like having sex with me. Maybe that’s because you have a fetish for someone worshipping you or something. Maybe you just kind of like sex with guys too. Maybe you are just exploring yourself. No matter the reason, you like it. And that is 100% natural.”

He stood up and placed a towel around his waist. “You actually are a pretty great guy, you know that?”

I laughed and stood up, “I try”. 

Steve glanced back at me and his eyes widened, just realizing that my clothes were completely drenched. “Fuck man, I am so sorry. I didn’t even realize I was getting you all wet. I have some spare training clothes I can give you for your ride home.”

“That would be good.” I laughed.

After changing clothes, Steve and I walked up to the parking lot together. “Let me walk you to your car.” He said.

“I think I’ll be okay, just a school parking lot, right?”

“I know, but it’s late. Come on, just so I know you are safe.”

“Wow, do you treat all of your casual encounters this nicely? What a gentlemen.” I laughed before guiding him toward the direction of my car.

“I guess I’ve not typically been one for casual sex. Usually always did it with someone I was dating at least.”

“Well I will admit, it’s nice to have a guy who still is nice to me after he cums. Surprisingly hard to find.”

“Well you haven’t definitely been around the right guys I guess. Someday you will find a man who treats you like the ultimate catch you are. Until then, I hope I can bring you some enjoyment.”

We reached my car and I gave Steve a hug, something that just felt natural to the moment after our conversation.

“Have a good night Steve.” I smiled.

He looks at me for a moment and then kissed me on the cheek. “Drive safe”

End of Part 2