Yes

"Sure, although I don't have a bathing suit here. I'd have to go back to my dorm."

"Don't worry about it. You can just wear your underwear or I can see if I have a spare here." Coach Johnson digs through his drawers (of his desk silly goose) and pulls out two orange speedos. "Here, you can use this one. It's my spare, so I've only worn it once or twice, but if you don't want to wear it that's fair."

"It's perfectly fine." you reply, taking the speedo.

"Alright then lets get ready to go." Coach Johnson got up and began taking his pants off. As he slid how pants down you got a good view of his asshole, fuck now was not the time to get hard. He kept stripping, taking his jock off, his cock bouncing as he did so.

You can't afford to look anymore. You begin changing. Pulling both your pants and underwear off in one go. You fumble with the speedo, almost falling over. Thankfully your boner is now only a semi.

"Ready junior coach?"

"Ready coach." You reply. He leaves and you follow him to the pool, all the while trying not to think about how coach's massive dong was once in the speedo you were wearing. Coach unlocks the gate and the two of you enter the pool area.

"Wow," you say, "It's so weird to see the pool this empty."

"Yeah, I like it when it's empty, that way I can do what I want." He turns to you and puts a hand on your arm, squeezing it. "You must have women knocking down your door with such young fit body. You have a girlfriend?"

"Ahhh... no..." You say, a little embarrassed. He looks at you with a little surprised look. "Oh stop." You extend both your arms and make contact with his fuzzy chest, pushing him into the pool. He makes a large splash, but don't see him come up. You walk forward to see if he is alright. All of a sudden, Coach Johnson jumps up and pulls you forward, grabbing onto your speedo. You fall into the pool as well.

"Gotcha!"

"I guess I deserve that." You say. Coach swims to the side of the pool hauling himself to the rim.

"I wasn't joking though, your body is killer, the fact that no women want it is a shame."

"I'm not interested in all that." You wade till you are only a foot away from him. "All I want is for you to want it." You move closer and Coach Johnson stares deep into your eyes. He grabs you by the neck and starts vigorously making out with you.

You slide your hands up his chest.

"I think its time for your physical Jr. Coach" Coach Johnson says, sliding a hand down your back.