GUARANTEED

sex appeal

I got home and immediately called my family into the kitchen for them to taste the meal of the gods and they were practically blown away.
My mother was in love and my father was having sexual thoughts about the food. I know because he said it out loud.

After a few moments of chatting I went upstairs to freshen up but something had been nagging at me for a little while so I decided to check it because maybe I had just missed it.
I got on Google and searched for Jay Elliot again just to see if they had really not mentioned anything about family and truly ,nothing about that had been mentioned.
So I clicked on images and judging from the reaction of my penis I shouldn't have. The first image that popped up was him shirtless all the while smiling. How could he smile when he was causing such a reaction from me?
I stared at the picture and analysed every little detail that I could find from the picture and my hands as if on autopilot undid my zipper and button and my dick popped out clearly happy to be out.

I grabbed it and zoomed in on his smile and started thrusting into my hand all the while imagining him urging me on.
I was jerking off so hard and the only content I had was his smile and when I finally came into my hand I instantly wished I was experiencing the real thing.
So I stood up with a still throbbing dick and headed into the shower and jerked off some more going as far as grinding against my bathroom tiles but nothing was working.

I went back to bed and looked at my monitor on my desk that still had his picture so it is safe to say I woke the next morning with a very sore arm

I have a crush on Mr Elliot and I want him to do bad things to me.

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I avoided all contact with anything that involved the football team and all involved party's for the next few weeks.
I was hoping having him out of sight would perpetually have him out of mind. But nothing was working. Especially if the entire school was anticipating the tomorrow's football game so all talk was about how good the coach was and how he was going to bring them to victory.

The game was being held at our neighbouring school and the principal had made it very clear that the student council had to attend to make sure that everything was accounted for. I'm pretty sure this was bullying.
So after school today I had to meet up with the football team and the coach himself to make sure that they were set. It was only for a few minutes but I know we all know how agonising those minutes would be if you were looking at your porn material straight in the eyes. Excruciatingly agonising.

I had managed to keep myself busy all day and I ditched last period so I could prepare for my meeting. I wanted everything to be kept professional and perfect and not because I wanted to impress a certain older male. It was just who I was.
A few moments after the last bell ring the team started ,loudly might I add, entering the meeting area and pulling out chairs. I was acquainted with a bunch of them so having a conversation with them was not the hardest thing to do. We waited for a few moments and soon the man of the hour arrived and he was welcomed with loud hollers and cheers even as he sat down.
I avoided eye contact and subtly wiped the cold sweat from my upper lip or maybe it was drool. I don't know.

"How's everyone doing?" I asked as the first order of business because I am a very polite human being. I received hums of approval while some just nodded. I still wasn't looking at Mr Elliot.
"So you are having your first game tomorrow against Williamson and the principal asked me to confirm that you guys had everything you needed before tomorrow's game. I know we already did a checklist a week ago but this is a more ' is-everyone-ready' kind of checklist so if we could begin that would be amazing. Last time Kyle complained about his mouth guard..."and that is how the meeting went. Me confirming everyone had their uniform but the coach never said a word so I sneaked a look and found him staring wordlessly at me and that me weak in the knees.
I subtly sat down and continued on with the meeting until Kyle, that asshole ,made a suggestion. Like assholes do, normally.

" Wes I think it would be a great idea if you let us go get some practice in and you could discuss the rest with coach because he has all the information. Or what do you guys think?" Everyone agreed obviously and that left me alone with coach in the suddenly very tiny room.

"What's left on that agenda, Prez?" A deep voice asked from way across the table.
Listen I wasn't alone, a few of the council members were there but it felt like it was only two people in there. It's cheesy but it's true.
I looked him straight in the eyeball and that's how the rest of the meeting went. Us looking at each other while discussing everything while everyone took notes. That was the most intense feeling I had ever felt.

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We finished the meeting about twenty minutes later and by then everyone else had vacated from the school save for the team that insisted they wanted to practice some more. I didn't care.
I was packing up my stuff when I felt a warm presence beside me and I didn't need to look to know who it was.

"Good luck on your game tomorrow," I said without looking up.
"You ain't gonna watch?" Is that concern I hear in his deep honey like voice?
"Nope," I said popping the p," I'll just be there at the start of the game but I won't wait to see if you win or not."
"That's too bad. I was hoping I'd get a meal with a certain someone." He said and I could sense a pout in his voice." Why are you avoiding me Wesley?"

"I'm not avoiding you," I said as I finally looked up from what I was doing," we have different schedules. I'm a student and you do the coaching thing," I said and started walking past him.
"Right. You still a student. I forgot ," he muttered but I heard him loud and clear," see you around then "
" I'll wait for you," I called out just as he went to open the door ," then we can go get the meal. I'll buy you a celebratory meal."

"How do you know we'll win?" He asked and raised an eyebrow which did unnecessary things to me.

"You are Jay Elliot," I smirked," sir."

He bit his lip gave me a once over and left.
Fuck I want that man.