Holiday heat 5
Friday seemed to never end. A little after noon I checked messages. The first, from my wife, said she was leaving with the knitting ladies and would be back late Sunday or early Monday. Yes! The second message was from Dan. "See you in the steam, coach." I rushed out of school at 3:30 as soon as the bell rang and was at the gym by 3:45. He was there, working out, when I checked in at the desk. He smiled and nodded when I headed downstairs to the lockers. As I undressed he came up behind me, patted my bum and opened his locker next to mine. "Hi coach,' he whispered in my ear. I stripped and headed to the showers. Dan was right behind me. The locker room and showers were momentarily empty. I turned on the water and stepped under. Dan was right next to me. I was already getting hard. I turned off the shower and quickly stepped into the empty steam room, warm and soothing and ... erotic? I'd never considered the steam as a place for sex, until Dan. He came in quickly and sat beside me as the steam burst on. "I can't wait," he said, grabbing my cock. I flinched and cautiously reached over to find his rock hard dick. He leaned in and kissed me, flicking his tongue on my lips before plunging in and filling my mouth. My rod flexed in his hand as we deep kissed in the steam. "Not here," he said, "Not yet," releasing me and poking my side. I yelped and poked him back, both of us giggling like school kids. "Let's go home," he said, grabbing my hand and pulling me out of the room. We quickly dressed and darted out of the parking lot to his place. Clothes flew as we walked through the house, pausing in the grand living room to sit on the huge leather couch overlooking the flowing river. We cuddled and kissed, fondling and sucking each other until we were in a classic 69 position. We knew how to please each other, edging toward orgasm then halting to slow things down. I rolled off and moved him around until he was hunched over the edge of the couch with his ass open and available. I got on may knees and spread his ample cheeks to expose his beautiful rosebud hole. He flexed his ass, almost winking at me. "Do it, coach," he whispered as he swayed back and forth slightly. My tongue darted into his crack as I buried my face in his crack. I slurped and chewed and devoured his ass, reaching under to hold his hard slippery cock covered with drooling pre cum. He pushed back to my face and groaned. My own cock was like steel and burping out gobs of pre cum. I didn't dare touch myself or I would have spewed right there. Dan reach back and spread his cheeks wider. "I want you now, coach," he groaned. I stood on shaky legs and pointed my cock at his hole. I left enough spit in there to make this easy. And my own cock was already wet with pre cum. I put my hands on his hips and pushed in. I could feel him flex and heard him gasp as I drove all the way in until my pubes hit his ass. I moved my hands to his shoulders and pulled back, trying to go deeper. He rose up slightly and changed the angle jus enough that I gained an extra inch. I hit his magic spot and he inhaled and tightened his sphincter around my boner. I began a slow fucking as he pushed back with each thrust. I wasn't going to last long at this pace. I pulled out and he whimpered. "Roll over, son," I said, guiding his legs and putting them on my shoulders. We smiled at each other and I blew him a kiss as I lined up my cock again. I love fucking missionary style. I love seeing his face as I slide into him or he slides into me. When I was all the way in I leaned over and kissed him as we began the final assault. I picked up the pace and really pounded him as hard as I could. I needed to release and he needed to know I was making him mine. I watched his eyes roll as we rutted, my sweat dripping on his flexing torso, his cock bouncing with every one of my thrusts. I was getting close. I knew how to get him to cum too. I reached down and flicked his hard left nipple. "Uh," he groaned and his hole clamped down on my rod. I rubbed his nipple again and he squirmed. With my other hand I grabbed his incredibly hard cock and used it to pull myself harder into his crotch. His cock pulsed in my hand and contracted. But nothing came out. His faced was screwed up, almost in pain, and his whole body shook as he spasmed again. Bam! An immense jet of cum shot from him, going straight in the air before splatting on his belly. The contractions in his hole set off my orgasm and I went up on my toes, pounding my cum into his hole over and over again. I collapsed on top of him, our bodies covered in sweat and his cum. We gasped for breath then calmed down as we held each other. I softened and flopped out of his ruined hole. A little cum dribbled out and he quickly got up and strode to the nearby half bath room. My cock looked puffy and wet, a final glob of white hanging on the tip. I reached down and put it on my finger, licking it off, tasting my cum and his ass. I almost swooned. I stood on shaky legs and followed him to the bathroom, where he perched on the toilet expelling my load. "Whew," he said, looking at me as I washed off my cock with a towel. "That was something else." I felt light headed but incredibly happy. "Damn, Dan, that was the hottest thing I've done," I smiled, "Well, since the last time, that is," I joked. He wiped himself and flushed, stood and held me from behind, this strong, hot body and furry chest holding me up. He put his chin on my shoulder and said "This is what I always wanted." He kissed my cheek and patted my naked butt. "I'm hungry." He walked from the room and headed for the kitchen as I pissed in the toilet. I heard the refrigerator open and close. "Come on, coach, let's eat." It was the beginning of an incredible weekend of torrid sex and intimate fun.
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