Showing Off For Coach | Dylan Tides Vol. 2

I am so intimidated by our new Coach Mark. He is super tall, handsome, and rarely speaks unless it is to instruct us what to do or how he wants us to push ourselves during practice. On top of that, this bull hunk of a man is built like a brickhouse linebacker, ready to flatten anyone who gets in his way. All I know is that I would love to be in his way and be flattened by him and used for hours.

Today, after a strenuous practice where all of the jocks, including me, were doing our best to show off our talents to the new coach, and I must say that I did very well, pushing myself more than usual, then I returned to the locker room to get a shower. I was so tired, my muscles ached, and I know I may have a bruise or two from trying to impress Coach Mark.

When I got to the locker room, there was no one there except me. So as usual, I strip down and head for the shower. Some hot water sounded very good to my aching muscles. As I was undressing, Coach Mark lumbers into the locker room and briefly mumbles something about us having a good practice. I was elated to hear that but kept my eyes away from him as my cock got hard at his mere presence. I went over and started the water, getting wet, turned around to see Coach Mark looking at me, pausing, then slowly removing his clothes. He even made a little show of fixing his jock strap just right before taking it off, holding it up, smelling it and throwing it into the locker. To my surprise, this adonis of a man had a hard-on, and were my eyes deceiving me, he was stroking it, looking right at me and mine.

Coach Mark walked over to the shower and under the shower head, but he was so tall that his head brushed it. He had to spread his legs, widening his stance, lowering himself enough to be under the shower head. Damn, no one on the staff or on our team is that tall or so smoking hot. Then he starts washing himself, cleaning and playing with his hole, and also still stroking his dick. I suddenly realized that I was stroking my now stone hard cock, looking at him, and he was looking at me doing the same thing. Not a word was spoken between us. Then…

Coach Mark turns around with his back to me and resumes playing with his hole and spreading it open. It was intoxicating, drawing me to him. As if on auto-pilot, I went over to him and began kneading his ass cheeks, rubbing up his crack, moving my hands up his back to feel his muscles. Amazing! And, did I mention he is friggin tall! He made no comments or moves to make me stop, so I kept going, enjoying myself. Then the giant coach turned around and we ended up frotting our cocks together. Thinking it could not get any hotter, in one quiet smooth move, the coach turns around, bends over the shower bench, spreading his legs far apart, presenting his ass to me. Was this real? Was I in a dream? Did he really want me to fuck him? Shit, I did not care, I was going for it. I walked up to him, rubbed my cock in his ass crack, until I heard him say the magic words, “I want you to put it in me”. Being so tall, he had his legs spread, then had to bend them at his knees to lower his butt so I could enter him, and I still had to do it at an upward angle. Still in awe, shock, but totally horny, I pushed into his hole which was heaven, hot and tight. We fucked like this until he leaned farther down on the bench making it easier on me. Coach Mark said, “Get it stud”. I was so happy to hear that it made me double down in my efforts. My orgasm was coming on quickly and I blew my load inside him. WOW! I never would have dreamed that I would ever have sex with a man like him but I hope to do it again in any position, top, bottom, or both.