The coach gets an answer to a burning question of his...

After making sure that Bryce had completely swallowed the Viagra, Coach Andrews asked Bryce why he'd been avoiding him after classes.

"B-Because I knew you w-wanted m-me and I-I was afraid..."

"Afraid of what?"

"T-The r-rumors, UGH, o-of you t-tearing t-the o-other, OH FUCK, s-students asses apart, UGH!"

Coach Andrews was angry (not at Bryce), but at others for spreading the (mostly) false rumor that he had done that, in reality he had only done that to one student who had sexually assaulted the Coach's sister and thought he'd gotten away with it only for the Coach to overhear him and grab him when he was alone after practice one afternoon.

"B-But now I know they were lies, you've taken care to not tear my hole apart..."

Coach Andrews smiled as he softly kissed the back of Bryce's head before starting to angle his cock to target Bryce's prostate, making the young man go cross-eyed as he came again, filling the vat half-full. Bryce whimpered as he felt the Coach continuing to pound his hole, as the Coach fucked him some more, Bryce mentally kicked himself, why had it taken him this long to submit to the Coach...