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Subject: Coach and the Wrestler Chapter 2 Disclaimer: The story, all names, characters, and incidents portrayed in this presentation are fictitious. No identification with actual persons (living or deceased), places, and buildings are intended or should be inferred. Please help keep this site free for all to enjoy, and to do so, Nifty needs our donations. Please help by donating so that this site can remain free for everyone to enjoy: fty/ Coach and the Wrestler Chapter 2 By: Ike Sanchez After receiving the text from Michael, asking about practice next weekend, my mind was completely racing on the number of possibilities that could come from this. The bus ride home was quiet as the boys and even the dads were tired from the wrestling tournament, which gave me plenty of time to think. As the bus pulled back into school, I got up to the front of the bus, “Great job this weekend boys. I’m proud of all of you. Next Saturday there will be open mat starting at 10am until 2pm. Everyone is welcome.” The bus driver opened the door, and as the boys got off the bus, I patted them either on the ass or their back as they rushed off. Shortly after everyone left, I left the school myself and headed home. I got in, dropped my luggage at the door and collapsed in the recliner thinking about the tournament and Michael. “Oh! I need to respond!” I said to myself as I pull out my cell phone. “Hey there champ! We will have open mat starting at 10am on Saturday. You’re welcome to come and hangout, and we can do something afterwards.” Seeing the current time, I didn’t expect a message back, but I received one, “I just got home. I’ll have to double check with mom, but that would be great. Could you pick me up and drop me off?” “Of course, but double check with your mother first.” “I’ll talk to her tomorrow. Good night, Coach Drew. x” “Good night, Michael, great job again at the tournament. x” With that last message sent, I put the phone down and leaned back thinking about my two interactions with young Michael and how much passion and sparks there were. I unbutton my pants and pull out my semi hard cock. I notice precum stains in my briefs from his original text message on the bus. I close my eyes slowly jerking my cock to a full hardon, thinking about his smooth round boy ass, how pink his tiny hole was and how it just ate up my cock as I pushed into him. The way he moans and groaned while I thrust my 8″ thick raw cock in and out of his little boy hole. That little cherry getting popped by my cock as I unloaded a huge load of cum into his virgin hole… at that point, I lost my load as it squirts all over my hairy chest and stomach. I took my two fingers and wiped it off my chest and stomach and ate it. Since it was now getting late, I decided to head on to bed. As I went upstairs to unpack my bag, I was thinking about how Michael may convince his mother in letting me have her son for the day, a complete stranger who he only met this weekend and used his little mouth and ass. *** Monday was a normal day for me at school, usual gym classes. I interacted with some of the wrestlers, talking about how they could do better next time. I also got interviewed by the school’s newspaper talking about the match over the weekend, the usual stuff a wrestling coach and PE teacher must deal with on a Monday. The one thing I was a bit disappointed about, was no text messages from Michael. I decided that I didn’t want to be a stalker, at least right away, so I didn’t message him, I was going to let him message me. *** Tuesday was a normal day as a PE teacher, dealing with both students who loved physical education and those who really didn’t want to be there. 3pm came around as the students left, I checked my phone to see there was no text messages. As I drove home, I wondered why I hadn’t heard from Michael. He did say he wanted to come to the open mat on Saturday. I pulled into the driveway, and entered my house, got out of my gym clothes, and just hung around the house only in my jockstrap. Shortly after I got home and relaxed, I receive a text message from Michael. “Coach Drew, Mom is asking if you can call her at 3:30pm tomorrow.” This actually doesn’t surprise me as a concerned mother would want to know who is picking up her son. “Of course, text me her number and I’ll call her after school tomorrow. You doing okay Michael?” I see that he read the message but several moments went by until I received a picture of him… he’s in his singlet but with the straps and body portion pulled down to his crotch showing off his chest and flat stomach. The singlet is just above his crotch, such a tease. It’s easily noticeable that he does not have any underwear on, as his cockhead is quite noticeable through his singlet. He has a big smile on his face. You could tell he’s excited about meeting up this weekend. “Yes, Coach Drew. Ready to wrestle you and your team. :-)” This made me snicker, “Well then champ, we look forward to having you on our team this weekend.” Thinking the exchange was over for a bit, I received an additional message, “Will there be one-on-one coaching?” Without a pause in my response, “Of course.” “Good, I told mom it would be an all-day thing. :-P” *** The school day came to an end, I wrapped everything up in my office. I went through the locker room and saw Coach Andrews, the track coach. “Hey Coach.” I said as he turned around “Hey Drew, how’s the team?” “Great, had a good tournament this weekend. How’s yours?” Some of the track boys started to filter into the locker room, “They are good, gonna have a good season. Practice starts at 3:30.” I nod as some of the boys start to come in, changing out of their school clothes and boxers, putting on jockstraps and short running shorts. “Well, have a good practice, I need to have a meeting with a parent at 3:30.” “Good luck!” I smiled and nodded as I headed out of the locker room. I stepped into my Jeep and dialed the number that Michael had given me. The phone rang a couple times when a women answered it, “Hello?” “Hi. Is this Michael’s mother? This is Coach Drew Weathers.” She interrupted me, “Oh yes, you’re the coach that my son met at the wrestling tournament this weekend. Listen, I don’t have much time, so, you willing to look after my son on Saturday?” “Yeah, he’s a great wrestler, and he’s welcome to the open mat,” she interrupted again, “Okay great. Yeah, when whatever match is done, just drop him off here at the house, he’s getting old enough to be a latchkey kid.” A little put off how she is towards her own son, “Okay great, yeah, I’ll pick up at 9am.” “Great hon, thanks!” Without saying bye, she hung up the phone. I put the Jeep in drive and drove home, when shortly I received a text message from Michael “Yay! I can’t wait for this weekend.” Just reading the excitement in the text message made me smile. As I pulled up to a stoplight, I responded “Me too buddy!” He quickly responded back, “Do I need to bring a singlet?” Before the light turned green, I responded “No need, you can use one of our school’s singlets. I’ll be at your house at 9am to pick you up. Send me your address when you can.” *** The rest of the week felt like it took forever to end. I held back from jerking off, so I could make sure there was a huge load for Michael’s little round ass. At night, I would edge thinking about that ass of his, how he moaned and groaned while my fat coach cock pushed into his virgin ass. There was a lot of times during my edging session that I got myself too close to nutting but was able to pull back. Saturday morning finally arrived. I did my usual Saturday routine, with the exception of showering. I wanted him to be able to enjoy my manly coach smell when the time came. I put it on a week-old jockstrap that I izmit sınırsız escort bayan hadn’t washed since last weekend but been wearing it to work and for my own personal workouts. While the clean smell had definitely vanished, the musk of sweat and precum made the jockstrap smell amazing. I put on my tight coach shorts and compression shirt and headed out the door with my backpack. I loaded up the address in the GPS and drove to Michael’s house. It was in a rundown part of River Heights. I pulled up into a trailer park and found his trailer. It was not well maintained. I looked around at the place as I was about to get out when I see a smiling young Michael running from the porch “Coach Drew!” he says smiling and waving. “Michael!” I say as I come to the front of the Jeep to give him a hug. We embrace for a moment than I walk him to the passenger side of the Jeep and open it up. “Your mom not home?” I ask as he jumps in. “Nah, she left last night. Supposed to be back tonight.” I walked around the Jeep and hopped in as we started the drive back out to Mountain Ridge. Michael sitting beside me with a big smile on his face looking around the vehicle. “I never been in a Jeep before.” he says. “Oh really? Yeah, they are great for going off-roading.” “I want to go off-roading!” he says excitedly. “Maybe I’ll take you this summer.” “Really? That would be great!” Michael looks up at me with a smile. I reach over and mess up his hair. I can tell he hasn’t washed it recently as it’s oily. As we continue our drive, we were having a nonchalant conversation about wrestling, school, and video games. While we were chatting, I placed my hand on his silky-smooth thigh, just above the kneecap. He was wearing silky gym shorts, and a compression t-shirt. Knowing how thin the material is, I started to rub my hand on his thigh. He didn’t mind one bit and continued his conversation. I could tell this relaxed him and it seemed to have brought us closer. This also caused me to bone up incredibly in my jockstrap. We pulled up to the school, it was 9:40am. I could see a couple parents waiting to drop their kids off at practice. We both exited the Jeep, and I went to unlock the gym door. As I open the door, some of the boys start making their way to the gym. I went in and turned on the lights and unlock the wrestling room and locker room. It’s going to be a warm day, so I wanted to make sure the AC in the wrestling room was not on, so the boys can get a good sweat. As the boys start coming in, they go into the locker room and change from shorts and t-shirts to either their wrestling singlets or compression shorts/t-shirts. Both are acceptable forms of clothing for practice as they are both spandex and tight. Michael walks into the office while I check emails, “Mr. Drew, I didn’t bring my singlet.” “Oh yeah!” I say, “I nearly forgot.” I turn around and open a cabinet and bring out one of our school’s singlets in a small size. “Thank you, sir.” Michael says with a smile as he runs out to the locker room. I keep an eye on him as he changes out of his clothes, today’s underwear is a pair of black briefs. While not hard, Michael’s little cock is noticeable in the tight pair of briefs. As 10AM approaches, I tell the boys to all meet up in the wrestling room. They all gather and sit on the mat as I introduce Michael. “Michael, stand up.” I say, as he does so, “Boys, this is Michael, he’s a wrestler from another school, but they do not provide off-season wrestling practice, because of that, he will be a regular during our practices. I expect you to treat him with respect and welcome him to our group.” All the boys welcomed him as he gave a short little wave and sits back down. Practice started off without any issues, I had the boys do runs around the wrestling room, this started to give them a good sweat. The wrestling room had already started to steam up. Next were stretches and pushups. After that, I took the boys out to the football field and made them do runs up and down the stadium stairs. This really gave the boys a good workout as they started to sweat even more. Seeing a bunch of boys, 10-13 years old, getting all sweaty and worked up really got my hormones going, especially with them in spandex. After a good number of runs, we took a water break as I didn’t want any of them passing out on me. While mouth-to-mouth is fun and all, it’s not when the person is passed out from heat exhaustion. Next up, I had the boys do buddy carries up and down the steps. This led us going back into the wrestling room and start our wrestling practice. While I did demonstrations for them, I had many doing moves and holds on their own also. At times they were divided into teams, or even solo work. A good chunk of the day has passed, with wrestling practice coming to an end. Most of the boys stayed, but a few had to leave early. While it’s the off-season, showering is not required at the end of practice, most boys still shower as they are soaked in a sweat like they had been out in a massive rain shower. As the boys disperse into the locker room, I say to Michael, “Do not shower.” “Yes sir.” he replies with a big grin on his face. Michael goes into the wrestling room and starts to do some clean-up of the mats himself. This was actually very nice of him doing this without being asked. The last boy leaves, and I lock the outdoor gym door, and proceed to close-up the wrestling room. I turn off all the lights except for the locker room. As I walk into the locker room, I lock that door, and enter my office. Michael is sitting on my desk with a smile, all sweaty in the school’s wrestling singlet with his legs dangling off the desk. I give Michael as smile as I close the office door. I slowly walk over to Michael and spread his smooth legs a bit. I continue to make eye contact as I place my hands on his smooth little thighs. I slowly lean in and start to kiss him. I watch as he closes his eyes, for which I follow. Our kiss becomes very passionate, something even more than our original meetup in the hotel room. He places his hands around my hips to keep me in place while we kiss and make out. My hands move up to his crotch as my fingers play with spandex covered cock. I can easily tell it’s at full attention even if it’s trapped by the wrestling singlet and his briefs. I stroke him several times before my hands move up to his fit stomach and chest. My hands continue to explore his little body all over. I move my hands up to Michael’s shoulder straps and slowly bring them along with the body of the singlet down to his waist. I break the kiss, which makes Michael whimper a bit and move down to his small pink nipples. I take one in my mouth to start sucking and giving a nibble to, while I use my other hand to play with the other nipple. As his little sensitive nipples get played with, he braces himself on the desk as he closes his eyes and moan a bit. After giving both his nipples the attention they deserve, I return to his mouth and give a passionate kiss. “Let’s get more comfortable.” I say, as I take Michael by his pits, and pick up and place him on the floor. I quickly take off my shirt to show off my hairy muscular chest and stomach. I return my focus on Michael and slowly remove his singlet off him. His boner is mostly set free from the tightness of the singlet, as it pokes hard and through is sweat soaked briefs. With his voice cracking with excitement, “Can I… take off your shorts Coach?” I give him a smile, “Of course Michael.” His focus is turned completely on my crotch as his little hands come up and slowly bring down my tight shorts exposing my black jockstrap. The pouch of the jockstrap is bulging, and I can smell the mansmell and sweat irradiating evinde görüşen escort from it. I step out from my shorts and place my hand on the back of Michael’s head, “Smell it.” I say as I guide Michael’s head to my crotch. He starts to sniff it when I feel his mouth go around my cloth covered package. This causes me to moan both because of his mouth and the unexpectedness of it. While Michael continues to worship my crotch, I slowly start to lower my jockstrap, which causes my rock-hard cock to pop out. “You’re sweaty.” Said Michael. “Yep, and we are about to even get more sweatier.” I responded as I took the back of his head and brought him close to me. “Suck my balls, Michael.” He looked up at me with a smile in his eyes as he took my sweaty balls into his little mouth. I grab the jockstrap and place it on the desk while I give out a loud moan as I ran my hands through is unwashed hair. My cock was throbbing and starting to drip precum on his smooth little face. I take my index finder and clean it off his cheeks and feed it to him as he switched between balls. “Can I suck you coach?” he asked meekly. “Try to take as much as you can.” I say as he quickly moved from my big hairy balls to my dripping cock. I placed my arms behind my head as I let him, at his own pace, take my cock deep into his mouth. “That’s it, good job, keep going,” I say to encourage him. While he’s still not able to deepthroat me yet, he’s doing a good job. Periodically he chokes himself on my cock which causes me to twitch in his throat. I let him worship my cock for a bit until it was time for me to return the favor. I pull my cock from him and pick him up and place him on the desk. He instinctively gets on his hands and knees on the desk and looks back at me. I turn my focus on his little ass as I spread his cheeks apart to show off his pink hole. I place my finger on it and ask, “Still tender?” He shook his head “no.” Thinking to myself that this is going to change soon. I move my face down to his ass and start to dig my tongue into his little pink hole. He immediately starts to push his hips towards me to get more of my tongue into him. I start to lap up his sweaty hole and crack; worshipping every bit I could get knowing in just a moment, I’m about to dig my cock deep into him again. I let his cheeks go so I could feel them on my cheeks as I start to jerk his little nail. His hole is just as tight as it was the first nights that we met up. Even though I wasn’t jerking myself, I could easily feel my balls starting to fill up with cum, I knew I needed to get in the boy. “Roll over on your back, legs up.” I say, as I grab my bag from the chair and pull out a bottle of lube. I take his hips and bring them close to the edge of the desk as I position myself between his legs. “Hold on to your knees.” I pop the bottle of lube open and pour a good amount on his hole. My middle finger slips in as I get the insides of his boy hole all nice and lubed up, this causes him to groan. For safe measure, I also push in my index finger just to get his hole use to having something thick in there again. As I push in my fingers, I start to play with his insides which cause him moan. I pour a generous amount of lube on my cock and pull out my fingers. I position my cockhead on his little pink hole and push in. This causes him to moan loudly as his hole is pushed open a bit faster than the first time as my cockhead pops in. He grabs onto the sides of the desk with his hands. Since it seems like he’s going to be much louder than last time, I take my jockstrap and say, “Open your mouth.” When he does so, I put the pouch of the jockstrap into his mouth. His eyes tell me he’s loving the taste of my precum and sweaty jockstrap in his mouth. His breathing intensifies as I push my cock through his hole. “You like coach in you, don’t you boy?” I say with a grunt as I bottom out again, only getting 6 inches inside of him. His eyes wide with lust, he shakes his head yes and muffles “Yes sir.” His body muscles completely tensed up, showing off his abs and chest. The fucking is very intense but passionate too. I start to sweat hard, which pours onto the boy. Every time I hit his second sphincter; I can tell it causes a mini orgasm. I pull out to just my head inside of him, and then push it back in hard. The fucking is harder and more intense than the first time. With everything thrust the desk scrapes against the tile floor until it is against the wall. Between breaths and thrust, “Michael… I’m about to nut!” I could feel my balls filling up with cum, knowing that I was about to explode my weeks’ worth of cum deep inside of this boy. As I feel the cum rushing through my cock squirting deep inside of Michael’s 10-year-old ass, I let out a huge moan of pleasure. I kept thrusting inside of him until I stopped nutting. I slowly pulled my cock of out of his smooth hole, keeping as much of my cum inside him as possible, while I collapse on the desk chair trying to catch my breath. Michael continues to lay on the desk, with his eyes closed and breathing hard as I roll over to him in the chair. I slowly remove my jockstrap from his mouth and come in for a kiss. My tongue joins his as we make out. My hand touches his convulsing chest which gives him a shock. His smooth little legs return to hanging off the desk. His little boy boner still sticking straight out, even though I have no idea how many times he had a dry orgasm while we played. I break the kiss, and start to rub his hair, “Did you enjoy it?” He opens his eyes and looks at me with a smile, “Very much Coach Drew, I was thinking about this all week.” I give him a smile, “Me too champ. We need to get ourselves cleaned up though.” He raises off the desk, a bit dizzy but balances himself. “It feels like there is more in me this time.” He says. I give a bit of a snicker, “Well, I can tell you it’s at least a week’s worth, but also being pent-up all week thinking about you made it even more.” I stand up, taking his hand into mine as he jumps off the desk. I grab two towels from my bag. We enter the locker room shower, which is an open shower style, and turn on the hot water for Michael’s shower and mine. As the water heats up, I hold Michael close to me, rubbing him and he embraces back. I put my hand under Michael’s showerhead and it’s nice and hot. “Why don’t we shower together?” I say as we go under his shower. The hot water hitting our body feels really good after a long workout and an amazing fuck. As the water beats down on our body, I start to rub all over his body to make sure it gets nice and wet. I move up to his hair and start to run my hands through it as I lean down and give him another passionate kiss. With him completely soaked, I take soap from the soap dispenser and start to wash his hair. While his eyes are closed, there’s a smile of enjoyment on his face. I continue the full body wash by moving down to his face and washing his face in suds. I grab more soap as I continue down his smooth fit little body. His little nail sticks straight out as I give it a kiss and a quick suck as the suds roll down his body. “Okay, time to get the suds off.” I say as I let him wash the suds off his body. I watch this young Adonis rub his small hands all over his body, face, and hair. Knowing that I was in this boy starts the sexual urges in me again. I think to myself that I need to let his ass recover for a bit at least. “All clean!” he says, “Not yet! I still need to clean your butt.” I reply. He gets a sneaky grin on his face. “Put your hands against the wall and lean towards it.” I say. His little ass is pushed out and looks behind at me. I get a lot of soap on my hand, especially my fingers, and start to wash kocaeli sınırsız escort bayan his plump round boy cheeks. While they are all nice soaped up, I insert 2 fingers into his hole. This causes him to gasp, as his hole is a bit swollen from the fucking, but my fingers enter with no pressure. To see how much more I can add without causing pain, I insert my ring finger. This causes him to shutter as I feel him have a dry orgasm. I continue to finger fuck him, feeling my cum deep inside of him. After a bit, I pull my fingers out, and wash the suds out of his hole, hoping that it doesn’t dry him out inside. “All clean, inside and out.” I say. He turns with his boner sticking out, and him noticing that I’m completely hard again. “Do you want me to wash you.” “Nah, I’ll be fine.” I turn off the water and grab the towels as we start to dry each other off. “Go ahead and get dress, and I’ll start closing up shop here.” I say. He runs into my office to pick up the singlet, his socks, shoes, and his briefs. He gets dressed as I start to turn off the lights in the shower and move the desk back into position. I get my clothes on, feeling the dampness of the jockstrap from his mouth. I walk into the locker room and Michael’s all dressed. I take his hand and hold it as we leave the locker room. As we depart the safety of the locker room, I let go of his hand and shut off the remaining lights and lock the door as we leave the gym and head for my Jeep. “Did you have a good practice?” I ask as we enter the Jeep. “Yes sir, I learned a lot. Plus, I made new friends on your team.” We both enter into the Jeep and head back to his house, during the 30-minute drive we continue our conversation about movies and video games. While I drive us back, he holds my hand. The way that Michael responds tells me he really enjoys our time together, both during sex and not. This gives me ideas to help the boy explore more than the inside of the house when his mother is not home. We pull into driveway, not surprising his mother isn’t home. “She won’t be home for a couple more hours, probably longer.” Michael says, but in a tone of disappointment. What he says next surprised me, “Want to come in and see my room?” I wasn’t going to say no to see what he lives like, “Certainly!” I respond as I get out of the Jeep with my bag and follow him. He runs up to the door and unlocks and we enter. I look around at the dark living room, it’s a bit of a mess, not really taken care of. He grabs my hand, and we go down a small hallway to his room. “This is my room!” he says excitedly. “Very nice Michael!” I respond as I look around. It’s a room that you would expect from a 10-year-old boy, a bit of a mess, clothes on the floor, a small TV with a video game system hooked up to it. On the wall is pictures of him in his singlet from when he was 7 up until now, there are awards on the wall from his wins and a couple of small trophies. “You are a real champ, aren’t you?” I say as I look at his awards. As I continue to look over them, and the pictures, he walks over to me and puts his head against my side. I move my hand over to his back and start to rub him, I look down and see a smile on his face. My hand slips down and gives his little ass a squeeze, which he wiggles his hips. I move over to his bed and have a seat on it. He instinctively moves over between my legs. With him standing between my legs, I put my hands on his hips. “I’m glad we met, and you came to practice today.” I say as I lean in to give him a kiss. We start to make out while my hands slowly start to lift up his shirt. He breaks the kiss so he can take his own shirt off and throws it on the floor. I lean down and start to suck his small little pink nipples, getting them nice and hard. My hands move down to his hips to slowly remove his shorts and briefs at the same time exposing a nail sticking straight out. As I slowly strip him while making out, I feel my balls getting full and my cock getting hard as a rock. I glance down to see a stain on the butt portion of his briefs, it appears that some of my cum has leaked out of his little hole. I picked him up as I stood up and placed him on his bed. I got on my knees and took his nail and balls into my mouth while lifting his legs onto my shoulders. I start to worship his smooth pubic region, sucking on his nail, moving down to his smooth balls. Nothing but joyous sounds come from him as I worship him. My tongue moves away from his balls down to his perineal raphe then on to his tasty hole. I can definitely taste my cum on his cheeks and between his legs. As I dig my tongue into his hole, it easily opens for me. “You want coach in you again?” I stop licking for a moment to say to him. With his beautiful eyes closed, he says “Yes sir.” I immediately stand up, taking off my shirt and letting my shorts and underwear drop to the floor. My cock is sticking out straight, ready to dig into this boy again. I grab my bag and find the bottle of lube, and quickly pour it on my cock and onto his hole. Since his hole is already nicely opened from the earlier fuck, I dive into his hole with no issues. While I can tell it’s a bit swollen, his cock twitching and his moaning tells me a different story. He opens his eyes with a grin on his face as I start to plow his little hole. The room is warm, but it gets hotter as we continue to fuck until I see his eyes widen and what looks like stars in his eyes. His hole completely clamps down on my cock as he has a massive dry orgasm. I look down to see that I had bottomed out inside the boy, popping his second cherry. My pubes were rubbing against his smooth hairless hole. All 8 inches are now buried inside of him. “I’m not going to pull out of his second hole until I’ve nutted.” I said to myself. I started to pick up pace a bit more, as I plow his ass. He grabs onto the sheets with his eyes shut tightly. “Hang on buddy, I’m about to nut.” I say as I pick up speed. Harder and harder I plow his sensitive tight hole until I cannot hold back any longer and I blow my load deep inside him again. I use both hands to brace myself against the wall, trying to prevent myself from collapsing on him. As I soften up, my cock slips out of him, I notice that less cum is leaking out as it is buried deeper inside of him. I collapse on the bed and grab Michael so we can cuddle. “What… what was that?” he says as his head is still spinning. I snicker a bit, “You have lost both of your cherries.” I say as I rub his sweaty hair. We embrace for a while longer, exchanging kisses and hugs. I look over at his alarm clock to see it’s getting closer to the time his mother would be returning. “Michael, I gotta go now.” He sighs in disappointment but understands. I get up and start getting dressed. I grab Michael’s cum stained underwear and wipe off my dick with it. “Bend over for a second.” I say. He puts his hands on the mattress and bends over as I wipe his butt cheeks and crack with his pair of underwear. “What are you going to do with those?” he asks me as I put them in my bag. I give a smile and say, “We don’t want your mom finding those, plus it’s a keepsake for me.” I say with a smile and wink. He giggles a bit as he freeballs with just his gym shorts on. As I head to the front door, he comes over and gives me a big hug. I lean down and give him a sensual kiss. As we open the door and I head out, he waves at me “Thanks for the practice, Coach Drew!” “No problem, Michael, see you at the next one!” I respond back, like nothing at all sexual happened. As I’m driving back into town, I get a message from him “When are we going off roading in your Jeep?” Knowing that summer is around the corner, this might be the perfect opportunity to do that. 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