My transfer tight end was insistently pressing his big, hard cock against mine, kissing me deeply again, in the locker room. I couldn't believe my good fortune. My bad fortune, the disaster that awaited me for taking advantage of my good fortune, I understood all too well.
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"Don't change a fucking thing," Jeff whispered, then led me by my throbbing cock into the shower room. We turned on several of the shower heads, hot and steamy, but before the heavenly aphrodisiac of his musky jock sweat got washed away, I buried my face in one of his sweaty armpits, inhaling his masculine scent.
Only after I was fortified by Jeff's sweat did I push him under the pelting water, his back against the shower wall. Kneeling, I sucked his left nut into my mouth, worked it over, expelled it and repeated with his right. Back and forth between his heavy, sagging nuts, back and forth. I eventually began working my way up his hard shaft, then circled the rim of its flaring head several times with my tongue. Finally, I inhaled as much of Jeff's thick, eager cock as I could.
Long before I'd had my fill of sucking his cock, I stood up and spun Jeff around. While we were likely safe from discovery, I knew that several other people had keys to the locker room, and getting caught with my cock up my student athlete's ass wasn't beyond the realm of possibility. We needed to hurry.
Jeff braced against the wall, spreading his legs and sticking that sweet fuzzy peach of an ass out to meet what he expected to be my cock...and what I'd expected, initially, would be my cock... but the sight of that wet, curly hair spilling out of his crack inflamed my... imagination.
Instead, it was my tongue that first burrowed into Jeff's delicious crack. "Holy fuck," he exclaimed, pounding his hand against the wall when my tongue penetrated his anus. "So THAT'S what all the rimming porn is about...I had no fucking idea..." I redoubled my efforts, giving him at least an idea how good an experienced tongue could feel when applied to (and inserted into) the right hole.
As I stood to shove my cock all the way up my new star tight end's rear end, I had a nearly deflating thought. "Fuck," I barked sharply, "fucking condoms...I didn't think..." No, I hadn't thought at all. Not about anything.
It was one (terrible) thing for a coach to butt fuck one of his players in the locker room showers, but it was an entirely different (worse) thing for a coach to bare back one of his players in the locker room showers. If butt fucking one of my charges was a felony - and it was - then blowing an unprotected load in him would likely be a capital offense.
"Relax, Coach," Jeff replied smoothly, "I've got you covered...in my locker...don't move." He was gone and back, rolling a condom down my boner, in a flash. "Lube, too," he said, handing me a small squeeze bottle.
I couldn't help myself and started laughing as I lubed my freshly shrouded cock and its waiting 18-year-old receptacle.
"What's so funny?" Jeff demanded.
"That I'm obviously not your first in my locker room," I responded, not asking.
"You'll be the first dude to top me in here," my star tight end responded cheerfully, putting a positive spin on my place in his pecking order. "All the others I topped." Jeff helpfully spread one of his firm ass cheeks for me, keeping one hand on the wall, and I spread the other, revealing his brown, puckered ass hole.
"ALL the others?" I asked, laughing even harder as I decided to skip the finger test and instead pressed the head of my cock into my tight end's not so tight bulls' eye.
"BOTH the others," Jeff corrected himself. "THAT...oh yeah...do that..." he urged as I worked the head of my dick in and out of the first inch or so of his anal canal. "Fuck yeah, Coach..." I reached around him and gripped his thick cock firmly as I pushed further in...not exactly easily, but more easily than I'd expected.
"You've done this before, right?" I asked softly, certain that he'd say he had.
"Fuck no I haven't," Jeff replied, "not on the receiving end. But I have been wearing myself out with a big ass dildo...getting ready for you. Uh, Coach...is it gonna fit?"
