Brittany Hills Chronicles: Act 3

Wesley 54

I hopped off the bus and made my way the four blocks to the secluded neighborhood, being that it was the day before Thanksgiving there were families outside playing football, people taking groceries from their cars into the house... this neighborhood was busier than I've ever seen it but no one gave me a second look. I approached the ranch style house and saw his car parked in the driveway, there weren't any other cars there so I assumed that he was alone, I slowly approached the door and knocked three times and after a minute he opened the door and he stood there in his boxers, a blunt hanging from his mouth. When he saw me, he opened the door but didn't look to happy, I don't know why he was surprised, I came to see him at least three times a week and this week I haven't seen him at all. Watching as he walked into his living room, his dick hanging out the bottom of his boxers, he could pretend that he wasn't happy to see me but his dick was already jumping with excitement as he sat down and continue going over his papers, it looked like stat sheet... it didn't matter I was here for one reason and one reason alone.

"Wes I told you about this shyt... you're going to get me in trouble." Coach Stevens... or as I call him Yasin said trying his hardest not to look at me, but I was making it difficult, my shirt and shoes were already off and I was working on my pants.

"How? I'm not one of your students, I'm of legal age, and no one knows.... why can't I just suck your dick while you smoke?" I asked and he ran his hands over his face. "You want me to leave?" I asked taking off my pant and revealing my colorful boxer briefs, Yasin looked in my direction and turned away but he shook his head letting me know he wanted me here.

"Yeah you can stay but I'm not trying to do nothing... I gotta figure out who's going to be team captain and figure out some plays." He said returning to his work, I remember the first time I saw his fine ass, I instantly got those vibes from him and decided to shoot my shot.

It was at one of the football games, my school was playing against Carter's school and we had a little bet going on. I was sitting in their bleachers because that's where most of my boys were and I didn't want to be on the visiting side once the inevitable fight broke out. The game was pretty boring and around halftime, it was clear that I was going to have to pay bitch ass Carter, I was about to leave when he walked in... like everyone noticed because he was just that damn fine. If you weren't paying attention you would've missed it but I definitely noticed that he completely ignored all the girls who were trying to flirt with him and went and sat down next to the choir teacher who was obviously a fairy. They talked for a few minutes before he got up and started heading towards the concession stands and I decided to make my move.

"Why is he so fuckin fine?" "I'm going to suck his dick before I graduate." "Just suck it? Bitch you are weak as fuck, I'm trying to suck it, ride it, cum all over it, and when he's done you better believe I'm letting him nut on my face." This group of girls were saying as they plotted on Coach Stevens, little did they know he wasn't the slightest bit interested in them. I had to time it perfectly I wanted to be in line right in front of him and by luck I managed to do so, after making sure my pants were sagging just below my ass I shifted in front of him to get his attention.

"Ayy you're my brother Ronnie's new coach?" I asked turning to him, just able to catch a glimpse of him checking out my ass. Coach nodded and I smiled. "That's wassup, I'm going to be at all my bros games so you better play him." I said smiling even though Ronnie could choke for all I care... that nigga was ugly as fuck to me and you can argue with a loose bottom about your unwanted opinion.

"If he's good enough... I'll play him but I'm not showing any favoritism to my team just because you ask." He said as the side of his mouth turned up everso slightly.

"Well I play for my school... my coach is trash so maybe you'll be willing to give me some pointers, maybe some private lessons?" I asked smirking and this time he gave me a full blown smile.