Coach Barry gets 'physical'

"Coach Armbruster" you say softly, not wanting to sound like you have gay fantasies about the hirsute coach and Phys. Ed. instructor.

"Ballbuster!" your friend corrects harshly, yanking at the flimsy maroon shorts. letting the elastic stretch around your smooth quivering thighs. "Say. 'I'm here for my physical, Coach Ballbuster!' "

You turn your head to look at Richard incredulously. The way he stares back at you menacingly gives you a shiver, and not just because you've been pantsed just inside the back door of his cabin.

You stammer out those words. "I'm here for my physical, Coach Ballbuster."

Richard does his best impression of the deep voiced coach with the thick dark hair. "Well, son. Let's skip the preliminaries and get right to it. Lean forward and cough." He cups your smooth balls in his hand and squeezes as he gives the familiar instruction.

Your mind pictures the man in his tight polo shirt and coaching shorts doing this to you and your hard cock bobs, drooling a string of clear lube to the wooden floor planking below you two.

And then two fingers invade your unused asshole.

"And let's check this way, too" Richard says soothingly as he fingers your back hole. "Mmm, everything seems fine back here," the teen says, massaging your virgin back hole.

"Oh oh," you coo, then feel the hot tip of his cock brush your bare right ass cheek.