"You sound surprised." Cody teased as he glanced at the man that was standing next to him, his eyes staying on him and briefly moving down when he noticed the slip of the towel. He let out a soft chuckle at his words and he opened his locker for only a moment to pull out some lotion for his hands. "Probably. It takes a lot more than running my ass off to make me quit." He turned to face the other boy, leaning slightly against the lockers with one of his brows perked, "How about you? Coming back tomorrow?"
Jared laughed. “I’ve been here for two years; Coach.” will kick my ass if I’m not back tomorrow.”
He stepped closer and snapped Cody’s locker shut in the same motion.
"You’re gonna need to do more cardio if you wanna be able to keep up, I can tell you that much."
Skyler loved baseball, it had been a part of his life since he was little. He had gotten a scholarship for it for college and honestly could have gone pro if not for a torn ACL that pretty much ended his career. He had been glad that he had been working toward a real degree that he could fall back on and even happier when his Uncles hired him to work here that he was at least able to secure the spot as the baseballs team coach. Even if he couldn’t play like he used to, he could at least coach his favorite sport and that was good enough for him.
This was only his 2nd year coaching and so far the team had nearly made it to the College World Series and Skyler planned on making sure that they did make it this year, not nearly. He had a solid team and with some of the new players he was bringing in he had faith that this could be their year. So with that in mind, he did want to go one on one with some of his best players on the team to make sure they were still up to par, but there was something about Jared that made Skyler think that the younger man was meeting him on the field for more than just one on one practice and honestly Sky didn’t really mind the idea of that. He knew that he shouldn’t be interested in any of the students, but sometimes he couldn’t help himself and he figured as long as no one found out, well, it wasn’t that big of a deal. Sky looked at his watch as he moved to sit down in the bull pen, knowing that Jared would be showing up at any moment.
Jared did his best to be punctual, so when the coach said to meet after practice at 7:00, he planned around that: showered, shaved, changed, and bounced back to the field in time to meet the coach. He even checked his watch as he sauntered into the bull pen: just on time.
"Hey, Coach," he greeted, grinning like usual and keeping his eyes fixed on that scruffy face. He might have had ulterior motives; might have already decided he was gonna get the older man naked in a few minutes, but he could at least keep that off his face for now.
"We’ve had some good tryouts this week, huh?" he set his duffel bag down as he sat next to the larger man. "See anyone promising?"
It’s cool, man. Just don’t do anything stupid to get us kicked out or get my brother in trouble.
I get you. You don’t mind if I swim in my underwear do you?
Liam was starting to think Jared just wanted to have him on the edge of his seat before he spanked him, which was probably true given the slow motion of the hand on his back, the pause and then the hard spank to his other cheek. It made Liam cry out again, hips wiggling slightly. He moaned softly as Jared kneaded his cheeks, feeling his hard cock against his ass.
"Y-yes sir" Liam murmured softly, because that felt like the right thing to say.
Jared delivered another slap, although this one with a shorter arc.
"Good to know," he said with another slap; then he was back to kneading and he rocked his hips back so his cock rested against Liam’s hole.
All right. And I know, dude. I’m not saying that that’s all you are. That’s rude as fuck and I’m not stupid enough to limit people like that. Some guys just don’t know better, and that’s fine, but you do and that’s better, you know what I’m saying?
Yeah, but for the record, dude: enemas. If you’ve never gotten your ass eaten you gotta take the steps to try it sometime. Trust me, it’s awesome.
Dude, this ain’t porn. That’s how you get sick. ‘Sides, I’m not in the mood.
I was joking, but, like, I do know about personal hygiene. I’m more than just a pretty face.
— No, dude. It’s cool. My brother lives here, so I can use the pool.
Well, if you’re sure, man. Thanks for inviting me.
I’m not high enough for this. I’m not drunk enough for this. I just want to go back to bed.
Yeah, exactly. Come back to bed and I’ll eat you out. You’ll feel better.
Liam tried to catch his breath, his ass still stung, but it was a bit of a thrill, the spanking. And it was teasing just Jared’s hand running up his spine, pressing him down into the bed. It didn’t take Liam long to answer, “P-please, I want m-more”
The hand on Liam’s spine moved faster then, all the way up to his ass, then lifted up, only to come back down on the untouched cheek. Then Jared took one cheek in each hand and began to knead while his cock rested against the cleft of Liam’s ass.
"You like that, bitch?" he whispered.
Liam honestly didn’t know what to prepare for, just laying there with his ass in the air. But then there was a stinging pain on his ass and he was crying out softly, his hands clenching harder into the sheets as the smack left a red mark across his pale ass. But his cock certainly wasn’t complaining, just as hard and possibly even harder.
Jared let go of Liam’s hair and laid his hand flat against Liam while it trailed slowly up his spine, pressing down to remind him who was in charge. “You want another?”
Liam closed his eyes as his face was pressed into the bed, panting softly as he followed the order. He moved his legs to spread a little and using his thighs to push his ass up, putting it on full display for Jared.
"Good," Jared hummed. His free hand swung back, then forward, and collided against Liam’s ass in an open-palmed smack.
Crowley and I are loving our new apartment.
Adorable. Can I play with him?
A long whine left Liam’s mouth as Jared only pulled on his hair harder, and the feeling of Jared rutting up against him. Liam had to really concentrate to come up with a response. “All of it, I w-want to try all of it” He nearly cried out, fingers clenching in the sheets.
Jared pulled away again, hand still in Liam’s hair, but pushing his head down. “Ass up, slut,” he ordered. “Show me you want it.”