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Chapter 15 by UnrulyDogboy UnrulyDogboy

Hanging with Coach after practice

You put your hand on Joel's ass as he pulled in the ropes.

Working together, you finished putting away all the practice equipment. Joel followed you into the empty locker room and watched you as you changed into your street clothes. You make sure to give him a good show. You followed him out to the faculty parking lot and over to his car.

"My place?"

You smiled and nodded.

You held out your hand.

"Give me your keys."

Joel paused, then pulled a small ring of keys from his pocket and placed them in your hand. You used the remote to unlock the doors and walked around to the driver's side while Joel climbed into the passenger seat.

"Normally I'd have you to blow me while I drive, but I will need you to give me directions. So, handjob?

You exited the parking lot and drove to Joel's place. Joel gave excellent directions and an excellent handy.

"Pull in here and drive around back. I rent the room above the detached garage."

You turned off the road and drove down a long driveway. You parked in a sheltered area next to a sizeable multicar garage. You both got out of the car and Joel walked around to your side.

You backed Joel against the car and aggressively kissed him. You tilted his head to the side and kissed your way down his neck.

"Lose the shirt."

Joel pulled off his t-shirt and started to fold it. You ripped it out of his hands and tossed it behind you. Joel looked good. His chest was covered by a light coating of dark hair that tapered into a sexy trail over his abs and into his shorts.

"Flex."

He did. You ran your hands across his upper body, squeezing, smacking, and pinching him in places that made him wince.

"You like it a bit rough, huh?"

That earned him a firm squeeze of his right pec.

"When I am with a man, I like to be with a man. I want him to look like a man, smell like a man.

You raised up his arm and licked his armpit.

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"And yes, I like that I can be a little rougher with a man. Not whips or ****, just two sturdy bodies that can let it all out with one another. I think you want that too."

"I told you before that I am down for everything."

You smiled at him and kissed him on the lips. You opened the driver's side door, turned Joel around, and pushed him into the car so that he was leaning on the driver seat. You pulled his pants down around his ankles. Kneeling behind him, you spread his ass cheeks, spat twice onto his butthole, and then licked your tongue across his rosebud. Joel moaned.

Someone likes having their butt played with.

You varied your technique taking note of what made Joel squirm. You needed a free hand to prep him for what was coming.

"Reach back and hold your cheeks apart."

Joel reached back and spread his cheeks. You spat several more times and swirled your finger around the rim, gently pressing against the opening. Joel was tight but knew how to relax is muscles; he was no shy virgin. You worked your finger in up the knuckle and search around until you found his prostate. Joel gave a loud moan of approval.

Wait till you get the real thing.

You inserted a second, then a third finger. When you felt he was ready, you stood up and rolled on a condom You reached into the car and placed your hand under Joel's mouth.

"Spit in my hand."

"Huh?"

"Unless you want me to go in dry, spit in my hand.

Joel spit several times into your hand. You actually had a small packet of lube that you used, but you thought Joel would find it hotter if he believed you were only using spit.

You positioned yourself behind Joel and pushed halfway in, stopped, and waited.

"Tell me what you want."

You expected hesitation, but Joel answered immediately.

"Fuck my ass!"

You grabbed his hips and pulled him back as you pushed forward. You buried your cock deep in his ass. It felt great. Joel let out a long lusty moan.

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Joel was loud. His approval of your efforts was apparent, even if he was incapable of verbalizing actual words. You felt yourself getting close. You pulled out and yanked off the condom. Joel tried to stand up, but you pushed him down and shot your load on his back.

You helped him out of the car and reached around his waist to jerked him off. Joel tried to use his own hands, but you placed them on the car hood; this was your show. It wasn't long before Joel shot his load onto his car's front seat.

Because you were pressed against Joel's back while jerking him off, much of your load was on your chest and abs. Joel licked you clean.

"Mint."

"What?"

"You taste like mint."

You both grabbed your clothes and Joel lead you up the stairs and into his apartment.

Coach Joel's House

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