Fresh Recruit - Tyler Tanner - Part 1
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My name’s Tyler and I moved to the sphere several months back when my parents got divorced. I won’t lie; it’s not been the easiest of times. I’ve fought to make friends around here and I miss my dad.It was daddy who told me to attempt out for the school’s baseball team. He said it might be a superb way to meet people and he’s always maintained that I’m a better player than I think. I was quite astonished when I was accepted for the highly first crew and I think the confidence I gained from being chosen gave me the self belief I needed to improve even more.Coach Marko says ...Coach Marko says he’s thrilled with my progress and told me last week that if I continued the way I was going, I could end up turning pro. I don’t know what I’d do sans him to be honest.I know he’s the coach, and there are probably scores of other fellows in the college who think they have a off the hook bond with him, but I really believe he’s began to glance me as a friend. If I’m being really truthful, I’ve began to think about him in a slightly inappropriate way.I can’t help it! I had an amazingly glamour fantasy about him, maybe a month ago, and haven’t been able to think about anything else ever since. I find myself perving at him via the canteen and when he looks over, I begin to redden uncontrollably.And I’ve become embarrassingly obsessed with his butt! If I watch him ambling down a corridor ahead of me, I quicken my step, just so I can get a superb look! It’s insanely rock hard and chubby and sexy, and all I wanna do is fumble it.In the last week or so, I’ve caught him looking at me more often. I thought to begin with it was just wishful thinking on my part, but periodically he gawps at me with a sort of energy which just makes me shiver and get all lost for words.I always remain around after practice to help him put the rig away. We usually talk and make jokes but the other night the atmosphere all of a sudden changed. He stopped what he was doing and just gawped at me for what seemed like forever.I knew my dick was getting stiff and tenting like insatiable in my shorts, so when he penniless eye-contact and glanced down there, well I just wished the earth to gulp me up!He looked a lil overwhelmed to begin with, then a smirk began to flicker in his eyes. Then he said we should probably have a chat… and before lengthy we were ambling toward his office with me thinking I was about to get dropped from the team, or deported from college for being some sort of sexual deviant!We arrived at his office and he got me to sit down on one of those ottoman things. I was so nervous that all I could hear was the sound of my heart thumping in my ears…Then he told me to turn around. I was so astonished and bewildered that I simply did what he asked me to do, getting down on all fours upwards on the ottoman with my back to him, wondering what on earth was coming next.Then he began caressing my shoulders and I recall thinking that if I was in trouble, this was a jokey old way to punish me! And then his huge arms began running up and down my chest, real slow and sensual. And then I realized he was making a pass at me! This was it! All those protracted looks had been for real.I’m sure I was wiggling like a leaf as I bent back into him, my left mitt instinctively moving back to fumble his giant, beefy thigh, which felt like a lump of chiseled marble!Then he told me to take my t-shirt off and I couldn’t believe what was happening. My fantasy was actually being re-enacted! We were making out, just like people make out in films!Cards on the table… I’ve never been with a stud before. I mean, I’ve slightly been with ladies before aside from several rubs back home. Everything that was happening with the coach was fresh territory for me.At one point, I felt like apologizing and saying him I had no idea what I was doing and that he could wrap things up as briefly as he wished to if I was being a horrific disappointment. But fortunately, I thought better of it, and decided to go with the fountain and trust my instincts, maybe copy what he was doing…He revved me around and muttered something in his deep, gruff voice and I was instantly overtaken by a rush of pure… I dunno, maybe lust? I’ve never accomplished anything like it before. I wished him. My dick wished him. My lips wished him…I hopped up and literally tossed myself at him, smooching him desperately, hungrily, passionately, dissolving into his giant, beefy body, head dancing with grubby thoughts. He began smooching and nibbling my neck and I felt my mitt moving under the waistband of his shorts, perceiving an unquenchable desire to fumble the butt which I’d gawped at so obsessively. It was every bit worth the wait; mild like silk, yet at the same time, as hard as iron.My dick began to throb uncontrollably. I don’t know what came over me, but I felt myself pushing the coach down onto his knees, wanting to sense his lips on my cock. I was utterly astonished when he sank to the ground and began to nuzzle the swelling in my shorts with his mouth.It made me sense nastier than I’ve ever felt in my life. I think I may even have told him how hot he was. And then, as my bod began to whirr with sexual excitement, I heard myself muttering all sorts of crazy, filthy stuff, perceiving more and more dominant, wanting more and more to use that sexy, beautiful, furry man.He pulled down my shorts and my hard-on was bulging in my jock, ripe and ready to be shoveled into his mouth. I wished to know how it would sense to have my dick in there. The thought that I was about to practice the sensation for the highly first time in my life with my fave coach was beyond sexy.And then my hard-on slipped slowly inbetween his lips and I all of a sudden understood the meaning of pure pleasure. After the initial rush of rapture had subsided, I just wished to watch how far I could get my dick inside his mouth. I found myself grasping the back of his head and stuffing myself into him, using his facehole like it existed solely for my sexual gratification.I stood him up, made him liquidate his t-shirt and then dropped to my knees to watch how my mouth would sense sucking his dick. I pulled down his jock to uncover a bright orange show of bush and a ample hard-on with a thick, bulging head. I instantly began to deepthroat it with no sense of whether what I was doing was gonna strike the right spots. I just went for it like some kind of sex-positive hard-on addict.But it wasn’t enough. I wished more. I wished to testicles inside him. I wished to know how my dick would sense in that marble-chiseled butt of his. The imperious voice in me burst out of my mouth and I heard myself saying him to get on all fours.I pulled his ass-cheeks apart to uncover his hole and then permitted instinct to take over again. I knew if I was gonna slide my throbbing dick into him, his booty would have to be real wet, so figured slobber would be the hottest kind of lubricant. Then I found myself sticking my tongue right up there, getting increasingly thrilled about the idea of my dick following suit!I all of a sudden knew the moment had arrived. It was time to do the thing I’d dreamt of doing ever since my dick began getting hard in my early teens. I lined my hard-on up with Coach Marko’s cock-squeezing lil hole and began to push…It slipped in like a hot knife into butter, but I instantaneously felt the muscles inside his hole pinning hard onto my dick. The practice was so freakin’ intense; way better than I could ever have imagined.It felt natural to thrust myself in and out of him, but once I’d began doing that, the sensation was so amazing, I just wished to go harder and deeper; settle my dick right up there inside his guts. The highly act of my lean weedy lil body, climbing on top of his huge, muscular, male back and using every fiber of strength to hump him hard really revved me on.I got him on his back and carried on. I wished to look into his eyes and watch the effect my dick was having on him while smooching him deeply. I wished him so much. I wished to splatter every last glob of batter from my dick into his body.With every stroke I knew I was getting closer to the inevitable. It took every last lump of willpower to stop myself from shooting, but I just wasn’t ready for it to end.They say the hottest things come to those who wait and the practice of ultimately letting go and shooting inside Coach Marko was utterly remarkable. I felt the batter forming in my balls and then my whole bod began to tingle as it rose up my shaft and burst with exceptional force and energy into his stellar body.
My name’s Tyler and I moved to the sphere several months back when my parents got divorced. I won’t lie; it’s not been the easiest of times. I’ve fought to make friends around here and I miss my dad.It was daddy who told me to attempt out for the school’s baseball team. He said it might be a superb way to meet people and he’s always maintained that I’m a better player than I think. I was quite astonished when I was accepted for the highly first crew and I think the confidence I gained from being chosen gave me the self belief I needed to improve even more.Coach Marko says ...Coach Marko says he’s thrilled with my progress and told me last week that if I continued the way I was going, I could end up turning pro. I don’t know what I’d do sans him to be honest.I know he’s the coach, and there are probably scores of other fellows in the college who think they have a off the hook bond with him, but I really believe he’s began to glance me as a friend. If I’m being really truthful, I’ve began to think about him in a slightly inappropriate way.I can’t help it! I had an amazingly glamour fantasy about him, maybe a month ago, and haven’t been able to think about anything else ever since. I find myself perving at him via the canteen and when he looks over, I begin to redden uncontrollably.And I’ve become embarrassingly obsessed with his butt! If I watch him ambling down a corridor ahead of me, I quicken my step, just so I can get a superb look! It’s insanely rock hard and chubby and sexy, and all I wanna do is fumble it.In the last week or so, I’ve caught him looking at me more often. I thought to begin with it was just wishful thinking on my part, but periodically he gawps at me with a sort of energy which just makes me shiver and get all lost for words.I always remain around after practice to help him put the rig away. We usually talk and make jokes but the other night the atmosphere all of a sudden changed. He stopped what he was doing and just gawped at me for what seemed like forever.I knew my dick was getting stiff and tenting like insatiable in my shorts, so when he penniless eye-contact and glanced down there, well I just wished the earth to gulp me up!He looked a lil overwhelmed to begin with, then a smirk began to flicker in his eyes. Then he said we should probably have a chat… and before lengthy we were ambling toward his office with me thinking I was about to get dropped from the team, or deported from college for being some sort of sexual deviant!We arrived at his office and he got me to sit down on one of those ottoman things. I was so nervous that all I could hear was the sound of my heart thumping in my ears…Then he told me to turn around. I was so astonished and bewildered that I simply did what he asked me to do, getting down on all fours upwards on the ottoman with my back to him, wondering what on earth was coming next.Then he began caressing my shoulders and I recall thinking that if I was in trouble, this was a jokey old way to punish me! And then his huge arms began running up and down my chest, real slow and sensual. And then I realized he was making a pass at me! This was it! All those protracted looks had been for real.I’m sure I was wiggling like a leaf as I bent back into him, my left mitt instinctively moving back to fumble his giant, beefy thigh, which felt like a lump of chiseled marble!Then he told me to take my t-shirt off and I couldn’t believe what was happening. My fantasy was actually being re-enacted! We were making out, just like people make out in films!Cards on the table… I’ve never been with a stud before. I mean, I’ve slightly been with ladies before aside from several rubs back home. Everything that was happening with the coach was fresh territory for me.At one point, I felt like apologizing and saying him I had no idea what I was doing and that he could wrap things up as briefly as he wished to if I was being a horrific disappointment. But fortunately, I thought better of it, and decided to go with the fountain and trust my instincts, maybe copy what he was doing…He revved me around and muttered something in his deep, gruff voice and I was instantly overtaken by a rush of pure… I dunno, maybe lust? I’ve never accomplished anything like it before. I wished him. My dick wished him. My lips wished him…I hopped up and literally tossed myself at him, smooching him desperately, hungrily, passionately, dissolving into his giant, beefy body, head dancing with grubby thoughts. He began smooching and nibbling my neck and I felt my mitt moving under the waistband of his shorts, perceiving an unquenchable desire to fumble the butt which I’d gawped at so obsessively. It was every bit worth the wait; mild like silk, yet at the same time, as hard as iron.My dick began to throb uncontrollably. I don’t know what came over me, but I felt myself pushing the coach down onto his knees, wanting to sense his lips on my cock. I was utterly astonished when he sank to the ground and began to nuzzle the swelling in my shorts with his mouth.It made me sense nastier than I’ve ever felt in my life. I think I may even have told him how hot he was. And then, as my bod began to whirr with sexual excitement, I heard myself muttering all sorts of crazy, filthy stuff, perceiving more and more dominant, wanting more and more to use that sexy, beautiful, furry man.He pulled down my shorts and my hard-on was bulging in my jock, ripe and ready to be shoveled into his mouth. I wished to know how it would sense to have my dick in there. The thought that I was about to practice the sensation for the highly first time in my life with my fave coach was beyond sexy.And then my hard-on slipped slowly inbetween his lips and I all of a sudden understood the meaning of pure pleasure. After the initial rush of rapture had subsided, I just wished to watch how far I could get my dick inside his mouth. I found myself grasping the back of his head and stuffing myself into him, using his facehole like it existed solely for my sexual gratification.I stood him up, made him liquidate his t-shirt and then dropped to my knees to watch how my mouth would sense sucking his dick. I pulled down his jock to uncover a bright orange show of bush and a ample hard-on with a thick, bulging head. I instantly began to deepthroat it with no sense of whether what I was doing was gonna strike the right spots. I just went for it like some kind of sex-positive hard-on addict.But it wasn’t enough. I wished more. I wished to testicles inside him. I wished to know how my dick would sense in that marble-chiseled butt of his. The imperious voice in me burst out of my mouth and I heard myself saying him to get on all fours.I pulled his ass-cheeks apart to uncover his hole and then permitted instinct to take over again. I knew if I was gonna slide my throbbing dick into him, his booty would have to be real wet, so figured slobber would be the hottest kind of lubricant. Then I found myself sticking my tongue right up there, getting increasingly thrilled about the idea of my dick following suit!I all of a sudden knew the moment had arrived. It was time to do the thing I’d dreamt of doing ever since my dick began getting hard in my early teens. I lined my hard-on up with Coach Marko’s cock-squeezing lil hole and began to push…It slipped in like a hot knife into butter, but I instantaneously felt the muscles inside his hole pinning hard onto my dick. The practice was so freakin’ intense; way better than I could ever have imagined.It felt natural to thrust myself in and out of him, but once I’d began doing that, the sensation was so amazing, I just wished to go harder and deeper; settle my dick right up there inside his guts. The highly act of my lean weedy lil body, climbing on top of his huge, muscular, male back and using every fiber of strength to hump him hard really revved me on.I got him on his back and carried on. I wished to look into his eyes and watch the effect my dick was having on him while smooching him deeply. I wished him so much. I wished to splatter every last glob of batter from my dick into his body.With every stroke I knew I was getting closer to the inevitable. It took every last lump of willpower to stop myself from shooting, but I just wasn’t ready for it to end.They say the hottest things come to those who wait and the practice of ultimately letting go and shooting inside Coach Marko was utterly remarkable. I felt the batter forming in my balls and then my whole bod began to tingle as it rose up my shaft and burst with exceptional force and energy into his stellar body.
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