After weeks of fantasizing about this guy here he is, standing naked in the same room as me. “That’s cool,” I force out.

I try not to stare, but I can’t help it. His chiseled abs and bulging biceps. Fuck! I’m really hard. I try to take the rest of my shower with my back to him and as fast as I can. “Everything alright, buddy?” he asks.

“Yes, sir,” I say as I squirt shampoo into my hand, “Just gotta get to class.”

I’m about to set the bottle on the ledge when I miss, and it falls to the shower floor. “Gonna pick that up?” Coach asks. I can feel his eyes staring at me, so I decide to go for it and give him a full show as I bend down to pick it up. When I go to put it back on the ledge this time, I look over and see Coach Kutz stroking his hard cock. It’s an incredible eight inches making me insecure about my own six inches fully on display. “Are you a freak, Keith?” he asks.

“Yes, sir,” I instinctively say despite having no sexual experience.

“Atta boy,” he replies a he practically charges me. He pulls me in by my cock and we start making out in the dark shower room. I’m feeling his bicep when he grabs my arm and puts my hand on his cock. We’re jerking each other off, he starts kissing my neck, and I’m about to cum. I’m moaning in his ear when suddenly his hands are on my shoulders pushing me to my knees. “Suck it,” he demands.

I’ve never sucked a dick before, so I start licking the balls to work my way up to it. I lick up the shaft, and starting with the head I slowly work my lips down and up his cock. In between his moans he tells me to deer throat it. I try but end up gagging, and right as I’m coming up for air he grabs my head and forces it back down on his cock. “You can do better than that, son,” he says as he starts fucking my face.

He finally lets me catch my breath, and I look up at him with his cock resting on my face. He wipes away one of the tears running down my face and asks, “You like this?” as if my throbbing cock wasn’t an answer.

“Yes, Coach,” I respond.

“Good boy,” he says with a smile, “get back to it, then.”

He grabs my head and starts fucking my face again. I’m desperate to please him, so I bring out all the stops. I start massaging his balls in one hand and stroking his cock with the other while he used my virgin mouth. The taste of his precum is making my own dick leak like crazy. I work my fingers from his balls to his ass and start feeling his hole. “Stick it in, boy,” he tells me.

I do as he says and after thirty seconds of my finger fucking his ass and his cock fucking my face he busts in my mouth without warning. I pull out my finger and am about to pull away when he grabs my head to keep my mouth on his cock. He doesn’t tell me, but I know he wants me to swallow. Even after I do he keeps using my mouth, making sure I taste every drop and lick his cock clean. His soft dick is still in my mouth when we hear someone walk in. He pulls it out and is quickly under his own shower head. I’m just to my feet in time for Coach Allen to walk by.

“Morning, Coach,” says Coach Kutz.

“Morning, Kutz. You better hurry up, Keith,” he says before taking note of my rock hard boner, “the, uh. The bell’s gonna ring soon.”

Coach Kutz lets out a chuckle before I respond, “Oh, uh. Yes, sir.”

I quickly finish up my shower and cover up using my towel. Right before I walk out of the showers, Coach Kutz says, “See you in workout this afternoon, son,” with a wink.