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Pretty in Pink...
I saw her from behind, sitting alone at the bar in her pink hoodie, her pert little ass hanging over the edge of the barstool...just begging to be groped. I'm not usually aggressive, but I'd already had a few beers trying to forget my ex-wife's latest phone rant about our son's report card. Told her I'd deal with him later, and went to take a piss. Seems like I recycled almost as much beer as I'd drunk when I finally shook off the last drip of piss and gave my dick a squeeze...and damn if I didn't milk a long strand of pre that I wiped up with my finger...did a quick glance around before licking it off and stuffing my chub back into my jock and heading back to the bar. Fuck, that made me horny too...really feeling it in my nuts...and when I saw that fine young filly ass sitting in my seat, I just leaned over her...one hand on that juicy butt and my elbow propped on the bar. "I don't mind ya taking my seat, hon," I said smoothly, "but if you drink my beer then I'll have to consider this our first date." I looked up at Mac behind the bar with a proud grin, and he was grinning back...gave me a big wink as she turned in her seat and replied in a surprisingly deep voice. "Why coach...I didn't know you played for our team!" He teased, as I turned beet red and bolted upright real quick. "See...no boobs," he quipped, as he lifted his shirt, revealing his well-defined abs and smooth chest, with a quick flash of his tit. "Geezus...shit! I'm sorry, sport...I mean...gadamn...it's a pink hoodie...I just assumed...god dammit kid...I didn't mean to offend you...it's just...Mac, get Robbie here a beer." I sat on the stool next to Robbie while Mac had a good laugh and poured him a beer. I took a long swig of my beer and glanced down at her...I mean his ass again...and damn if my dick didn't surge in my shorts! He wasn't one of my wrestlers, but I knew him from Coach Kawalski's swim team his senior year, and I knew he was openly gay and had gotten some shit for it from some of the high school jocks. Coach K and I both defended his decision to come out and were his staunchest defenders whenever we got wind of any kind of teasing or harassment directed toward him. "Listen, Robbie...I'm real sorry...didn't mean to offend you or anything," I started blabbering. "Relax, Coach," he assured me, resting his hand on my knee. "I'm not offended...kind of flattered actually," he smiled up at me. "Cheers," he said, holding his frosty mug up to mine. We drank to Baker High and he told me he was swimming at college just to stay in shape. Maybe it was the beer starting to get to me, or just the horniness churning in my nuts, but I'll be damned if he wasn't the prettiest young thing I'd laid eyes on in a while. His broad smile, surrounded by those full lips...his bright hazel eyes...the way he leaned in and touched my knee when he bubbled on enthusiastically about the good times he'd had at high school...all had me chubbing up like a gadamn teenager. He seemed to sense my distraction, too...like he was flirting with me...teasing his hand up under his shirt and rubbing his belly absent-mindedly...flashing a little skin above the waistband of his briefs. He kept complimenting me too, noting how I'd lost some weight and looked to be in wrestling shape. I ate it up to be honest...told him how'd I'd been hitting the gym since the divorce and watching what I ate. Fuck, I even gave the lad a flex of my bicep and let him wrap his hands around it! As I sat back down, I sort of misjudged the seat and started to slip off the stool. Fortunately, I grabbed hold of the bar, and Robbie grabbed hold of me to prevent an embarrassing fall, but Mac suggested I'd had enough, even though I felt fine, and told him so. "Gimme yer keys, coach," he insisted after I paid my tab. I protested that I was fine, but he was unrelenting...that is, until Robbie offered to drive me home, and said he'd Uber back to the dorms from my place. Well, that appeased Mac, so I reluctantly handed Robbie the keys to my pickup. We chatted all the way to my place, and I invited him in for another beer while he waited for his ride. But the kid had another idea in mind. "So you think I got a nice ass...eh, coach?" he teased. "Listen, sport...like I said...I'm real sorry about that," I started. But before I could continue, he was turning around and shoving his pants down over the roundest, pert, bubble of an ass I'd ever laid eyes on. I just stood there, flummoxed and stared, slack-jawed, as he stripped out of his clothes...right there in my living room...then padded over to me and ran his arms up under my t-shirt, and pushed it up over my head. His arms wrapped around my waist and he leaned his head against my chest. My arms instinctively wrapped around his back and pulled him in tighter. He made quick work of my jeans...I hardly even felt him unbutton and unzip them before pushing them down over my thick thighs...enjoying the feel of his hands caressing my ass and running up my torso before resting on my tit and flicking his thumb over my stiff, sensitive nipple. "Listen, sport...I don't think..." "Shhhhh," he hissed, pressing his lips against mine with a quick peck. "Don't overthink it, coach...just go with what you're feeling...here." His hand slid down my torso and wrapped around my burgeoning cock...and I was done for. I moaned like a gadamn teenage gurl when his soft lips found mine again...his tongue snaking in and around mine in a soulful kiss...my cock now rock hard, and oozing precum into his slick hand. "Show me where the magic happens, coach," he grinned...wrapping his arms around my neck enthusiastically. I grinned back, and scooped him up in my arms, carried him to my bedroom, and laid him down gently on the bed, admiring his sexy, lean body and his adorably handsome face. He patted the bed next to him as he scooted over, and I lay down next to him. Turning together, we rolled into each other, clumsily...our arms reaching around one another til our lips met once again, and it felt...natural. We kissed and hugged, and my hands roamed over his soft, warm skin...slowly at first...then more urgently, as our kissing grew hungrier...our bodies grinding and humping together feverishly. He slinked down in my arms, kissing his way down my chest...sucking on my sensitive nipples, making me groan with pleasure. I tensed up a little when my dick brushed against his face as he moved lower, dragging his tongue in lazy circles down the inside of my thigh and under my nuts. He looked up at me, grinning again. "Relax coach...I got this," he chuckled. He choked the shaft of my cock, and lapped at my nuts adoringly, sucking each one into his mouth and slathering them with warm spit. He released my cock, which bobbed and danced uncontrollably as he licked that spot under my nuts, eliciting a long, low groan from me. "Fuck, coach...I've never seen so much precum," he gushed. He lapped at the stream of pre that had dripped down the shaft of my cock and puddled in my nutsack, then licked his way up the shaft of my cock and teased his tongue slowly around the head. I gulped audibly when his lips wrapped around the head of my cock and sucked it greedily into his mouth. I mean, I'm no expert...had only gotten a couple half-hearted blow jobs from my wife eons ago, but Robbie was a fuckin pornstar, the way he effortlessly bobbed up and down my thick seven incher. He had me on the edge of spurting my load so quick, I had to push him off. "Whoa, little buddy...not so fast," I urged him. He looked up, smiling that million dollar smile again, and scampered up into my arms again, planting a sticky sweet kiss on me. "I want you to fuck me so bad, coach," he whispered breathlessly..."but it's been awhile since anyone has. Do you think you could, you know...warm me up first? I bet you're good at it...and I promise, it's clean as a coach's whistle," he added. I knew immediately what he meant, and now it was my turn to grin. Pussy eating was something I prided myself on, and one of the few things my ex-wife didn't complain about. I reached my arm under his back and flipped him onto his belly His ass was the prettiest thing I ever laid eyes on...well, handsomest, I should say...lightly dusted with fur...two surprisingly muscular asscheeks that flexed as he turned, then relaxed as he arched his back and let them spread open, revealing his tight pucker. I rubbed my nose through his trench, lapping at his nuts and taint on my way up. He smelled shower fresh, with a hint of sweaty musk. He moaned contentedly as my tongue traced circles around his pink rosebud. "Fuck, coach, that feels so fuckin goooood!" he groaned as my tongue spread his asslips open and delved deep, probing his hole deeper, and faster. I pulled back and spit on his pulsing hole, then dove in for more. I must have rimmed that boy's pussy for a good twenty minutes...alternating broad licks over his nuts and dick while my finger tested the depth of his pussy. I spit on it again and worked two thick fingers in as he groaned and squirmed beneath me. "You ready for the real deal, sport?" I teased, rubbing the head of my cock over his moist hole and smearing it with precum. "Fuck yeah, coach!" he gushed, hiking his ass up higher as I leaned over his back and pulled his face to mine and kissed him...felt him grunt into my mouth as my cock found his hole, and broke thru his clenched sphincter. "Relax, Robbie...it gets easier," I urged him. I paused momentarily, letting him get used to the fat mushroom head of my cock in his ass. I pulled back ever so slightly...then pressed in slowly, til my cock was buried in his tight jock ass. I can't describe the sound he made...a guttural moan of pleasure mixed with pain. I rested there, filling him completely, enjoying the tight confines of his warm chute. Then he started squirming, rocking his ass slowly on my shaft while I rubbed his back...letting him set the pace. It didn't take him long to start really rocking his ass back on me...jerking me off with his hot ass, and moaning uncontrollably. "Aww fuck, coach...fuckin love this big dick...feels so fuckin nice in me!" I let him do his thing, taking it as he liked it til I felt my nuts start to tighten up...that urgent tingle that signaled the start of an intense orgasm building up. "Fuck, kid...yer gonna make me cum...damn!" I grunted...grabbing his slim hips and taking control of the fuck now. I don't know if he was groaning in pain or pleasure at that point. I was running on pure instinct now...pounding his ass with deep, hard thrusts. "Fuuuuck!" I roared, as my load erupted and I collapsed on the poor kid's back, squashing him into the mattress...my full weight driving my dick deep...grinding the remnant of my load into his sexy ass. He groaned as I rolled off to my side, pulling him with me, hugging his back to my chest. We lay like that, sweaty and spent, for a few minutes before he twisted around to face me, leaning in for some kisses as he reached down to stroke my sticky cock. "That was something else, sport," I murmured in the afterglow of one of the best orgasms I could remember. "You worked quite a load out of this big ol dick," I grinned. "You knocked a pretty good one out of me, too, coach," he smiled back. "Afraid I made a mess of your sheets. "Afraid I made a mess of your ass," I laughed, running my fingers under his nuts and fingering his sloppy, loose hole. He shivered as I slipped two fingers into him and stirred the honey. Damned if he didn't wriggle his horny ass back, driving them deeper as we made out. "Still want me to call that Uber, coach?" he whispered as we broke our kiss. "I don't have any plans for tomorrow or anything." "Hell no, sport! Least I can do is give you a ride home in the morning...or afternoon," I grinned, as my cock started to pulse in his warm embrace.