The Naked Coach
After the hot sex with Danny, his horny Roommate, Rob finished his homework, ate his dinner and hit the sack early. His dreams were all about the hot coach, Coach Harden. Is he gay? Rob just couldn't figure him out. The minute Coach stooped down to help Rob when dropped his books, he swore the man was either sniffing his crotch or realizing Rob had a stiff hard-on.
All day Rob was in a daze, a horny daze. When classes were over, he went to his gymnastics practice as always. Coach was wearing very thin white shorts which dazzled Rob who felt a slight twinge in his jockstrap. The Coach wore shorts that were nearly-see through and his big cock bounced up and own as he moved. Coach wanted to see what he could do on the rings. As the Coach lifted the young man up, Rob felt both of the Coach's hands on his ass. Rob knew instantly he'd done that on purpose perhaps, signaling him of his true intentions. When he helped the next gymnast get on the rings, the coach clearly didn't touch his ass. That had to mean something.
A little later the Coach wanted Rob to show him his new routine on the pommel horse. When Rob finished Coach Harden congratulated him by slapping his ass.
By this time Rob felt certain that there was a sexual connection between them. Now, Rob had to figure out how he could covertly signal the coach that he too had a sexual attraction to the Coach.
In the locker room which smelled of sweat, that manly fragrance gay men sought out. Rob lingered until all of his teammates left the locker room. He stripped off his traditional Athletic Supporter, the one with the wide waistband and instead choose the thin, tight sexy jock he bought from "International Male Catalog" last summer.
So, Rob said to himself, it's now or never. He walked from the locker room to Coach Harden's office. "Hey Coach, you wanted to talk to me?"
Coach lifted his head up; his admiring gaze said it all. His eyes went from Rob's eyes down to the jock and back up again. He leaned back in chair with a look of desire, lust and carnal knowledge. His eyes fixated on the athlete's pumped-up body. "Stand up let me get you a chair."
Rob stood up then turned around giving his coach a perfect view of his big, round, bubble butt. "Jesus," he said to himself, as his started leaking pre-cum. "I want him."
While we talked, he seemed a little preoccupied. And I caught him quickly looking at my jock covered crotch more than once. When we went over all the details of the team. I stood up.
"I'm going to take a shower, Coach. That, okay?"
"Go head."
Rob walked out of his office, hearing the coach's chair move. No doubt to get a better view of Rob's nice round ass as he walked away.
Rob tossed his jock on a bench and entered the communal shower then faced the entry way soaping up his cock and balls, patiently waiting for the coach to appear. He didn't have long to wait.
The major athletic stud with his chest hair and pumped-up body appeared naked. His huge erect cock swaying with each step he took. No words were spoken. The coach walked right up to Rob and planted a kiss on the hot boy's lips. He then wrapped his arms around him inching down to the young athlete's perfect ass. A soaped-up finger went into Rob's butthole poking it in and out. "You're tight. That's good."
Though not as big as his Coach's cock, it was impressive and hard as cement. They kissed again tongues dancing in each other's mouth. The older man's hand's pushed Rob to his knees. "Do you want to suck my big cock?"
"Yes sir." Rob gobbled up the massive cock sucking it deeply down his throat. The monster cock had to be over 8 inches, Rob thought. Then he tasted the sweet pre-cum. He looked forward to swallowing the man's juice.
"Look at me boy while you suck my dick. Yes, that's it, you have beautiful eyes."
Rob must have been doing a good job, as the Coach moaned loudly. Now he grabbed the sides of his head and began fucking Rob's mouth. He slammed his dick deep. Coach came close to blasting his load, so he pulled out. "Get on all fours, you hunk. Spread your ass cheeks so I can see your hole."
Rob did as he was told, got down on the floor on all fours offering his butt by grabbing his cheeks pulling them open.
"That is an outstanding pink hole." The older man got down on the floor and kissed and licked the butthole for what seemed like hours. Rob just moaned and took deep breaths. All the while knowing Coach's big dick would be in his boy hole soon stretching it to his limits. His precum drooled down his Rob's hard cock. Impatiently waiting the big cock that would fuck him like nobody had before ... Coach fingered Rob's hole and then sucked on his finger. "You taste so good. I have to fuck you, man."
Without warning the big cock plunged into the boy's waiting hole. Once it was in. Coach took control of Rob's hard dick whacking it wildly. The older stud grunted as he continued to slam his cock into the athlete who continued to moan. Coaches rough hand was bringing Rob to a climax, and he knew we was due to blast a big load.
Coach grunted like a wild beast slamming his cock deep into Rob's stretched hole. The grunting turned into howls and growls and then Coach pulled out and shoved his massive cock into Rob's waiting mouth, loads of cum poured into Rob's mouth. Splashing cum all over Rob's face. "I'm shooting!!." Rob screamed.
What a workout for the two men, both now panting.
After a while, Coach admitted that when Rob dropped his books, and he bent down to help he did in fact smell Rob's cock.
Rob screamed
