Entice with your muscles

Joel closed the door and sat behind the desk.

Water was dripping off your chest. You looked up and met his stare.

"I said you could get a towel."

You placed both hands on the desk and leaned forward. You made your pecs bounce as water pooled on the desk. Joel reached back and pulled a towel from a nearby hook. He used it to wipe the water from the desk then offered you the towel. You leaned further forward. Joel dried your chest and arms. Then he tossed the towel over your head.

"Adam, I need to make something clear. I do not understand this thing is between us. Since practice the other evening, I cannot stop thinking about you. I get hard the moment you walk in the room. I think you feel something for me as well. I want you to know that I'm all in. I want you more than I have ever wanted anyone.

But, I need to set one boundary. Here, at practice, nothing can happen. I need access to the University facilities to train, which means running these AM practices, offering discounted physical therapy, and not getting caught fucking around with student-athletes. Deal?"

You were interested in seeing where things went with Joel. You nodded your agreement.

"I also need to explain why I got so angry before. I selected all the walk-on swimmers this year. You were the last person I picked, and I only picked you because I thought your persistence would annoy Trent enough to motivate him. Then the other night at practice, you swam a 100 freestyle split that could place at a duel meet, and today, you swim an IM that would have gotten you recruited out of high school by Coach. Your transformation is impossible. Nobody improves that much in a few months. All my sports medicine training says the only way you could improve this much in this short of time is by using illegal substances. I swear, if you are messing with any of that crap, I will see you thrown out of this University."

You laughed off his concern.

"Is that what you are worried about? Nothing but fresh air and clean living for me, coach.

Joel was not laughing.

"I am serious, I have lost people I cared about because of shit like this, and I will not go down that road again."

You assured Joel that you were clean.

"If you are telling the truth, I would like to privately train you. In a month, you'll be on the competition team. In two years, maybe less, you'll be the best swimmer this University has ever seen. Do you want that?"

You grabbed Joel and pulled him into a hug.

"Yes. YES!"

"Good. You will need to keep attending evening practices with Trent. Coach rarely gives walk-on's a chance, but in a few weeks, you will blow him away. I will design a custom training regime. For today, hop in with Andrew. He is a great athlete, his pool workout is unique, and he can give you some strength training tips."

You turned to leave.

"One more thing.

Joel opened a desk drawer, pulled out a small container, and tossed it to you.

"Urine sample now, and it better not come back positive for anything. "

You flexed your biceps.

"My body is a temple, coach. I never let anything but the very best inside."

Joel chuckled.

"Go pee in the cup! Now!"