Date: Sun, 02 Apr 2006 09:18:26 -0500 From: Keith Yates Subject: The coach's Office 4 This is a fictional story involving sexual relations between two males. If you are under the legal age of consent to read such material, or if you are offended by the subject matter, then DO NOT READ any further. This is a Fictional story and any relation to any real person is purely coincidental. As always your comments are welcome. Just drop me an e-mail and let me know what you think. Now sit back, get a grip and enjoy. The Coach's Office Chapter 4 TJ was still amazed at what had happened between himself and Coach last week. He still could not believe that Coach had stroked him and even harder for him to believe was that he had sucked Coach's cock. The really strange thing for TJ was that he had kind of liked sucking Coach's big man pole. He even liked the taste of Coach's cum as it shot into his mouth. TJ had thought often about the afternoon in the Coach's office. Every time he let his mind drift back to that scene, his cock would respond with a raging hard on. He had to work hard to keep his mind off of Coach and sucking and jacking. He had found it very hard to keep his mind off of Coach during their last practice. He had almost expected Coach to make him stay late again. In fact if he were to be honest with himself, he would realized that he was hoping and wanting to be kept late. TJ pulled his thoughts back to the present just in time to keep from running into his former girlfriend. She was standing out side the computer lab acting as if she owned the hall way. TJ watched her standing there in her short skirt, tight sweater, and her golden hair done just perfect As TJ watched, Brandon came out of the computer lab and put his arm around the bitch. TJ had heard they had started dating. It figured she would pick Brandon. Everything seemed to go that guys way. He got perfect grades, had the best car in school, had plenty of money and TJ couldn't stand him. Brandon always seemed to think he was better than everyone else. Plus he was the biggest suck up in the world. Teachers loved him and were always letting him get a way with anything. The girls all thought he was so hot. TJ didn't know what they could find to like with his red hair, green eyes, fair skin and lanky body. The jerk was just too tall. He had to be six foot 3 inches. Which made him four inches taller than TJ. Just one more reason for TJ to dislike him. TJ watched the two hold each other tight and then saw Brandon lean down and kiss her on the lips. TJ noticed the guys hand rubbing the girls breast. "Pissing you off is it?" said a mail voice to TJ's left. TJ had not even heard Billy come up beside him. But then Billy was always a quiet one. The two of them had been friends since first grade although they didn't make the MOS likely of a pair. TJ was an athletic guy, and Billy was a brain, TJ was tan and well built, while Billy was a couple inches shorter, extremely skinny and light complected from spending too much time inside. But despite their difference they had remained friends throughout grade school, junior high and even in high school They didn't spend as much time together anymore because of different classes and activities but they were still friends. "It just figures she would dump me for him doesn't it," TJ said looking back at the couple. "Well sometimes people trade down instead of up," Billy said. TJ cracked a little smile saying, "Thanks." "It's true," Billy said using a finger to push his glasses back up on his nose. "Your much better looking than him." "Um, thanks Billy." . "You know the funny thing is," Billy said making an observation, "he spends a lot of time in the computer lab for someone that doesn't have a computer class." "What do you mean," TJ asked only half interested. TJ didn't really care where Brandon spent his time as long as it wasn't around him. "I have noticed him in there before school a lot over the past several weeks," Billy answered. "Well, maybe he is typing up a paper or something," TJ said. "Yeah, I guess that is possible," Billy said. "Or maybe he is in there looking at porn." "Porn?" TJ said. "Can you do that from school?" "Sure if you know how to get around the safe guards," Billy answered. "Oh and I bet you know how to do that don't you?" TJ said smiling. "Well," Billy said blushing. "I, probably could." "It's okay," TJ said laughing. "I won't tell anyone your a little perv." "Oh like you have never looked at porn on the Internet," Billy said defensively. "Nope, not me," TJ said but Billy knew he was lying. "Yea, well whatever," Billy said. Then an idea popped into TJ's head. "Say Billy, if he had been on a porn site could you find out?" "Well, even he probably has enough since to delete his Internet history and clean up his temporary files," Billy said thinking. "Yea, but there are still tracks right?" TJ said. "Well yea, sure, it would just take a little work," Billy said. TJ watched as the couple moved away walking down the hall. Then he turned to Billy saying, "Then come on lets see what he was up to in there." Billy was always ready to help his friend, so the two went into the computer lab. Billy sat down at the terminal that looked like it might have been the one Brandon had been using. Billy copied down the login name on the screen and then replaced it with his own. After logging in it didn't take Billy long to learn it had been Brandon that had been using the computer. It seemed to TJ like hours were passing as Billy worked on the computer. The guy seemed to know what he was doing as he went through file after file retracing Brandon's computer tracks. Billy might never be a jock, but no one was going to out maneuver him on a computer. finely turning to TJ Billy said, "Well I have bad news and good news. First he was not surfing a porn site. In fact he never went onto the Internet." "Fuck," TJ said angrily. "All this time wasted for nothing. "Well it wasn't waisted," Billy said. "He has been in a few files he shouldn't have been in." "Yea? Such as?" TJ asked. "He has been in Mr. Parker's test file," Billy said. "Test file?" TJ asked not understanding. "He has been getting copies of Mr. Parker's exams before he gives them," Billy explained. "In other words he's cheatin' his ass off." "Shit, shit, that's great," TJ said excitedly. He couldn't believe it. It explained so well why he was acing the class and screwing the rest of the class by messing up the curve. "Can you prove it?" ""The logs are all here," Billy said. "It is just no one ever checks them, so they don't know. There should really be a flag set up that goes off to alert teachers when someone is in their exam files." "Well, you can take care of that later," TJ said. "But not until I have busted the jerks ass. Just give me the proof I need." Billy printed the logs and passed them to TJ. "What will you do with them?" Billy asked. "Don't worry I will put them to good use," TJ said. TJ patted Billy on the back saying thanks for the help. Then he realized he was going to be late for practice, so he hurried from the room. TJ was on automatic pilot during practice. He was forming a plan. It was slowly taking shape in his mind. He wanted to find a way to get even with Brandon for all of the shit he had dished out over the past years. He wanted to find a way to put the guy in his place. It was about time someone taught Brandon that he wasn't God's gift to the world and that he was no better than anyone else. Coach worked the whole team hard and was one of the few teachers that didn't seem to give Brandon special treatment. Brandon's false compliments and sucking up tricks did not work on Coach like they did other teachers. In fact, Coach seemed to see right through Brandon's slick ways to the jerk he really was. So if Brandon screwed up, he had to run laps and was treated like every other guy on the team. It took TJ two days of planning to get everything lined out for his plan. He had decided to take a page from Coach's play book and teach Brandon a lesson and also maybe get a little enjoyment out of it himself. TJ knew Coach would be gone on Friday afternoon, so he figured the Coach's office would be the perfect place to put his plan into action. He had gotten a note routed to Brandon through a couple different people. The note appeared to be from Coach to meet him in his office after school at 3:45. TJ was in Coach's office waiting on Brandon. He had made it there early enough to get everything set up just the way he wanted. With luck there would be no problems. Brandon didn't know why he was being summoned to see Coach. He had not been screwing up in practices or classes like the dumb ass TJ. But then Coach was not as easy to manipulate as the other teachers. Brandon had learned that quickly, so he had stopped trying. Maybe Coach wanted to tell him what a great player he was. How much the team needed him and that they couldn't win a game with out him. Brandon knew he was an outstanding player. Or at least that is what he believed. Brandon stepped through the doorway into the Coach's office, but Coach wasn't there. He looked down at his watch. He was right on time. He moved further into the room saying "Coach?" There was no answer. Brandon looked around at the large room. The athletic supplies stacked on shelves, the stack of mats in the far corner, the shower in the other corner and the closed door to the locker room. As Brandon looked around he did not notice TJ behind the door he had just passed through. When Brandon stepped far enough into the room, TJ pushed the door closed and heard the lock click into place. TJ had rigged the door to lock when it was closed. Brandon turned and saw TJ standing there. "What are you doing here?" he asked. "Why I am here to meet with you," TJ said. "For this afternoon just think of me as Coach." "Look I don't know why you had me come down here. At least I am going to assume it was you who sent me that note." Brandon sounded annoyed as he spoke. "Yes it was me," TJ admitted. "I didn't think you would show up if I asked to have a chat with you." "Well, your right about that," Brandon said. "Why would I want to waste my time with you." "You might find what I have to say interesting," TJ said as he moved to the Coach's desk "Just come on in and have a seat." Brandon moved into the room standing in front of the desk, but didn't sit down. "Just tell me what the hell this is all about. If this is some sort of jealousy because you were dumped by Britiney, well that is your own fault. Your being unable to satisfy a girl has nothing to do with me." TJ listened to Brandon speak in that self assured, my shit don't stink way he had. "Of course you know," Brandon said, "once you get the girl going she is one hot little doll in bed. She never gets enough if you know what I mean." TJ had no idea as the bitch had never done more with him than some fondling. He had decided she was all talk and no action. Of course it sounded like she only wanted to put out for jerks. "And man can she give good head," Brandon continued. He was enjoying tormenting TJ with his sexual antics with TJ's former girlfriend. "She has no problem going all the way down and taking it all." "Just shut the fuck up," TJ said breaking into Brandon's ranting about his and Britiney's sexual exploits. Brandon was grinning. He knew he had gotten under TJ's skin. He enjoyed tormenting other people. He especially liked it when he could do something to TJ. "I don't really give a shit what kind of sex acts you and Britiney do," TJ said. "But I think they are about to end." "What do you mean?" Brandon asked. "You see I have figured you out. I know exactly what you have been up to in the computer lab," TJ said. Brandon lost his smile. He did not believe there was a way TJ could know anything. He had been very careful. Seeing the smile fade from Brandon's face made TJ feel a little better. "Yeah, that is right," he said. "I know it all." "You don't know shit," Brandon said. "Oh don't I?" TJ said producing the computer logs billy had printed out. "Just take a look at these." Brandon jerked the printouts from TJ's hand and looked them over. He could feel his blood pressure rise, his hands went cold as he realized what he held. He had thought he had deleted all the traces of what he had done. How the hell did TJ get these Brandon wondered. "Yelp that is right," TJ said a smile of satisfaction on his face. "I know exactly how you get those good grades. I have the proof right there." Brandone tore the pages in half and then to them in half again. he tore them again tearing them into the smallest pieces he could. TJ stood and watched him tear the pages up. He was not worried at all. "Do you really think that is the only copy," TJ said. "The original is in a safe place." Brandon through the pieces of paper down on the desk. His face red with anger. His hands clentched into fists. "So just what the fuck do you want?" "What do I want," TJ said amusement in his voice. "What do I want." "Fuck, just spit it out," Brandon said. "Is it money? Do you want copies of the tests too? just tell me." "Well first of all," TJ said. "I want you to dump Britiney." "Fine," Brandon said. "Not a problem. I can get any number of other girls." "Oh you do think a lot of yourself don't you?" TJ said. "You are not God's gift to this school. There are better students, better players and just better human beings than you. I think it is time you were taught a lesson." "Oh and you think you are the one to teach it?" Brandon asked. "Why not," TJ said. "If I turn those pages over to the Principal and he checks the computers what do you think they will do to you." Brandon did not answer. He knew he would be in deep shit. Probably be suspended or expelled. His parents would be so pissed. He would be grounded for ever, his Dad would probably beat him and maybe maybe even worse. "I can see from the look on your face you have some idea what might happen," TJ said. "But if you do as i say. Obey my every command, then just maybe...just maybe I won't turn those pages over to the Principal." "Fuck," Brandon said. "Fuck! Just what do you want?" "First I think, I think I want you to strip," TJ said. "Strip?" Brandon said unable to understand the word. "I know your not bery bright, but even you must know it means to take off all of your clothes," TJ said. "What kind of perve are you?" Brandon asked. "Are you some sort of little queer?" "Hmmm" TJ said. "Your not obeying very well are you. I guess I should just turn those pages into the Principal." TJ reached for the phone. He picked up the receiver and began dialing. "Who the fuck are you calling?" Brandon asked. "Why the Principal," TJ said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. "I thought I would see if he has time to see me today." brandon stepped forward and pulled the phone from TJ's hand and hung it up. "There is no need to do that." "OH, are you going to obey then?" TJ asked. Brandon knew he was screwed and he had no idea where TJ was going with this. He had little choice if he was going to keep his ass out of trouble. He thought if he played along he could find a way out of this some how. "Yes," he said as he reached down and pulled his polo shirt up and over his head. TJ watched as Brandon undressed. TJ saw the bare chest white and smooth with little red nipples. He got a glips of some brownish red arm pitt hair when brandon pulled the shirt over his head. He watched as Brandon kicked off his shoes. Then his fingers undid his jeans and he slid them down his long legs. He stood there in his tight white breifs. His legs were almost as smooth as a girls. TJ waited but Brandon just stood there. "Um strip usually means everything." "Why the fuck do you want me to be naked?" Brandon asked but made no move to undress further. TJ could feel the excitement growing in his own jeans. He could see why Coach had gotten so turned on having this power over another person. It was very exilerating. TJ was enjoying himself and the big bulge in his jeans proved it. "It is part of your punishment," was all he said in answer to Brandon's question. "Now take off the rest." Brandon could feel his face getting hotter. He knew he must be turning red, but he had no choice but to do what TJ wanted. He hooked his fingers into the waist band of his briefs and lowered them down. TJ watched him lean forward and lower his tight white briefs. When Brandon straightened back up, TJ could see the reddish brown pubes. He grinned at the sight of Brandon's small cock. It didn't look to be but a couple inches long. Of course maybe when hard it was bigger, but TJ didn't think so. Brandon's balls were hairless and drawn up tight to his body as he stood there. Smiling TJ said, "Well no wonder she could go all the way down on that small thing." Brandon got even redder. He knew he was not as big as most of the other guys he had seen. He tried not to let it bother him. He moved his hands in front of his little dick. "Nope, don't try to hide that little thing," TJ said. Brandon kept his hands in front of his crotch. He wasn't going to give TJ the satisfaction of knowing how humiliating this was. TJ moved around the desk. Brandon couldn't help but see the bulge in TJ's jeans. Fuck but the guy did look hung was Brandon's first thought. TJ moved around behind Brandon checking out the guys firm white ass. the cheeks around and smooth. One hot little bubble butt. TJ picked up the jumprope Coach had used to tie his hands. He pulled Brandon's hands behind him and quickly tied them with the rope. Brandon didn't realize what TJ was doing until it was too late. "What the fuck? Why the hell did you tie my hands?" "so you don't keep hiding your dick," TJ said. "Maybe there is something we can do to make it look bigger." "What?" brandon said. He was so emberressed. He wanted this to be over and over soon. "Yea, I have heard if you shave the pubes," TJ said grinning, "that it will make your cock look bigger. What do you think?" "I aint going to fucking shave my crotch," Brandon said. "There is no way I could explain that in the showers or to my girl friend." "Oh I wasn't going to give you a choice," TJ said. He moved back to the desk and pick up the lid of a box he had sat there earlier. He reached inside and brought out a can of shaving cream and a razor. Brandon's eyes got bigger and bigger as he saw what TJ had in his hand. He felt his stomach sink even lower as he realized exactly what TJ was going to do. "No, no please don't," Brandon wined. "Please TJ man, please don't." "Oh stop your wining," TJ said moving in front of brandon. TJ kneeled down before the tall guy. He sprayed the shaving cream into the palm of his hand and then began to smear it around Brandon's cock. Brandon's little cock wiggled around as TJ worked the cream around it. "Now don't move around or I might cut something you don't want cut." Brandon stood there stiff backed as he felt TJ rubbing the shaving cream on. He could feel his cock tingle with excitement. He couldn't believe it. He surely wasn't going to pop a boner. TJ began running the razor around Brandon's crotch. He shaved all the red hair off the right side and then above the little rod. As he worked his hand would brush against the base of the cock and it seemed to excite his own cock. He could feel his precum oozing into his underwear. His jeans felt tighter in the crotch than he could ever remember. He shaved the left side of Brandon's crotch and then above the dick which he realized was getting harder and harder. brandon felt the razor removing his pubes. He felt his cock growing harder and harder. No matter how he tried he couldn't stop it. He was going to be fully hard in no time. TJ finished shaving away the last of Brandon's pubes and wiped his croch clean. He could see Brandon's cock was rock hard by now. It had grown to its full 4.5 inches. or maybe 5. TJ just knew it was quite a bit smaller than his own. tJ stood back up and looked up at the taller boy. Hmm, it does look bigger now doesn't it." Brandon looked down at his smooth crotch and his hard cock sticking straight out in front of him. "Are you done now?" "Oh we are just getting started," TJ said smiling. "It does seem you enjoyed the shaving though. that little dick of yours looks rock ahrd. does being shaved turn you on?" "Fuck no!" Brandon said but it was obvious that something had got his cock's attension. "Well it sure seems to have," TJ said. Brandon didn't say anything. He just stood there naked. His cock rock hard. It was harder than Brandon could remember it being in months. Something was wrong here. He should not be getting turned on by this. He needed time to figure out his thoughts and feelings but TJ wasn't going to give him that time. "Drop to your knees," tJ ordered. Brandon hesitated a minute before doing as he was told. He dropped down onto the cold concreat floor looking up at TJ's handsome face. Brandon had to admit that the guy was good looking. He had always thought so. That was one of the reasons Brandon had instantly started disliking the guy. "Good your learning to obey. Maybe we can make something out of you yet," TJ said smiling. "What, what are you going to do now?" Brandon asked. "Oh, I am not going to do anything," TJ said. "But you are. You see I never got a blow job from Britiney. Shje never went down on me like you claim she did you. So I think you are going to show me what it is like." It took Brandon a few minutes to realize what TJ was saying. Even after he understood the meaning of the words, he did not believe them. He just kneeled there on his knees not moving. Not believing this whole situation. TJ reached down to his jeans and undid them. He lowered the zipper and then slid them down his tan legs. His cock was leaking inside his blue briefs. He was so turned on, he knew he might not last long once he got Brandon tos tart sucking on him. Brandon watched the jeans slide down TJ's legs. He liked the look of the tan muscular legs with the light covering of blonde hair. He couldn't help but notice the big bulge in TJ's blue briefs. tJ's cock looked huge and brandon had a desire to see it outside those briefs. His own cock gave a jump between his legs at the thought of seeing TJ's big meat. "I aint going to fucking suck you!" Brandon said. There was no way he would submit to that. TJ would just have to turn him in. "Well, I can just take those printouts to the Principal then," TJ said. "Then go ahead," Brandon said. he thought he could call TJ's bluf. At least he hoped TJ was bluffing. "Oh so now your going to be difficult," TJ said. "well I think I have something for that." The smile on TJ's face made Brandon a little worried. He watched closely as TJ reached back into the box and brought out a tube of something. TJ squeezed some of it into his hand and then reached down between brandons legs and began rubbing it up and down on Brandon's cock. "Shit he's giving me a hand job," Brandon thought. But all too soon TJ pulled his hand away. Then Brandon began to feel the burning up and down his shaft. As the burning began Brandon realized what the stuff was. He should have known from the smell. The fucker had put Bengay on his cock. "OH fuck OH fuck," Brandon cried. "You fucking ass hole. Wipe that shit off me. Wipe it off now. TJ grinned down at Brandon. "Oh you should ask nicer than that," TJ said teasingly. "Please wipe it off, please man it burns," Brandon asked trying to sound as nice and subservant as possible. "I might," TJ said. "That is once you have sucked on this." TJ slid his briefs down and his rock hard bone was only inches from Brandon's face. "No, No," Brandon said. "Well then maybe you need some more Bengay down there," TJ said reaching for the tube. "maybe on your balls this time." "No NOOO!" brandon cried. "Well you know what I expect then don't you," TJ said. Brandon could barely stand the sensations coming from his cock. The burning was growing worse and worse. he had to give in. He had to so TJ would wipe the stuff off his cock. "Okay, Okay, step a little closer and I will," Brandon said "Ask me nicely and say it like you really want to," TJ ordered. "Please, please come closer TJ so, so I can suck your cock," Brandon said. "Oh you want to suck on my dick do you?" TJ teased. "Yes yes please let me suck you please hurry I need it so bad," Brandon begged. TJ moved up infront of him and Brandon waisted no time. He began licking and sucking on TJ's cock. He ran his tongue up and down the shaft tasting the other guys skin. Licking the head he tasted TJ's pre cum. he realized he even liked the taste. He began sucking on the big head. His lips around the shaft just behind the head. brandon's tongue working around and around around the head. TJ was amazed at how good Brandon's mouth felt on his cock. He loved the feeling of that hot wet tongue sliding around and around his head. hhe felt Brandon pushing it back and forth through his piss slit. the guy was really trying to get every drop of juice oozing from that head. Brandon moved in closer and closer sucking up and down on the shaft now. His lips working there way up and down the shaft. his nose moving closer and closer to the thick patch of dark curly pubes. TJ didn't know how long he could hold out. It felt so good feeling that hot wet mouth working up and down his shaft. Soon he felt the head of his cock sliding down Brandon's throat. brandon had no trouble swallowing it all the way down. TJ began to wonder if this was the first cock Brandon had sucked, but he didn't have time to wonder long. He could feel brandon's throat stroking his cockhead. He could feel his young balls drawing up tighter and tighter. He knew it was about to explode. He knew he was going to be shooting his load right down Brandon's hungry throat. "OOOOOOO OHUUUUMMMMMMM AAAAAHHHHH" TJ cried as he exploded inside brandon's mouth. TJ held onto Brandon's head as the first wave of orgasm ran through him. He felt the shots firing from his cock right down into brandon. Jet after jet of hot cum sliding down brandon's throat. tJ was holding his head so tightly Brandon had no choice but to keep his lips wrapped tight around the base of TJ's cock and let the guy shoot his load into his throat. when TJ did loosen his grip, Brandon pulled back to suck on the head and get the last of the dripping cum from that cock. He liked the feel of the hot jizz on his tongue and the taste was better than he could have ever imagined. TJ stood there panting and sweating as Brandon worked the last of the cum from his cock. No wonder Coachh shot so much. It felt totally awsome getting your cock sucked and Brandon was pretty good at doing it. Brandon pulled off TJ's cock. He looked up at TJ as TJ's cock grew softer as TJ came down from his climax. Brandon had been able to ignore his burning cock while working his mouth up and down TJ's hot rod, but now he felt the intense burning sensation again. He whimpered with the feeling before saying "TJ, TJ please please wipe the stuff off now." TJ looked down at the guy kneeling before him. the guy looked pathetic. He had cum on his face from where it had ran out the courners of his mouth. His eyes were watering from the burning sensation around his cock and when TJ looked down he could see the pre cum drippng from the head of Brandon's tool. The guy must have enjoyed some part of it. TJ grabbed the rag he had used to wipe the Bengay from his hand and began cleaning up brandon's cock. tJ rubbed up and down the shaft wiping off the Bengay. Brandon wimpered and moaned as TJ cleaned his cock. "Is that better?" TJ asked. "Yes a little," Brandon said. "It isn't getting any worse, but it is still burning down there." TJ moved around behind Brandon and released his hands. "Go over to Coach's shower and let the water wash away any that might be left." Brandon did as TJ said. he moved to the shower turned on the water and let the water sooth his burnign cock. TJ watched as Brandon used his hand to wash away any Bengay that might have been left around his cock. He watched as Brandon's washing turned into stroking. Brandon couldn't stop himself. He needed a release. He knew TJ was watching, but he couldn't help it and he didn't care. He began to stroke himself. His fist gliding quickly up and down his hard rod. He rubbed the sensative head and gripped his balls. It felt so different without his pubes. he kind of liked it. he pumped harder and faster. He squeezed and twisted as he stroked. He thought back to TJ's big cock in his mouth to the taste of that hot cum on his tongue. Brandon stroked him self fast and hard the guy needed a release. He needed to shoot. His hand glided fast and harder up and down that slick shaft. In only a matter of moments his cock was shooting it's load all over his hand and the shower wall. TJ watched the hot white cum shoot from the stiff little dick landing on the wall and shower floor. It hung there a moment before the water washed it away. He was surprised to feel his own cock growing again. watching Brandon was turning him on. Brandon finished shooting and relaxed against the wall letting the water run over his naked body. he rested there for a minute before turning the water off and turning back around to TJ. As Brandon turned around he thought he heard something from the locker room. He looked towards the door but didn't see anything and didn't hear anything else. He decided it must have been the pipes.' TJ was pulling his underwear on and reaching for his jeans as Brandon moved back over to him dripping wet. "So, have you learned a lesson from this," TJ asked. "Yeah, that you can be a fucking ass hole," Brandon said. "I was hoping you would learn that your not so fucking wonderful as you think you are," TJ said. "But you are one hell of a cock sucker." Brandon blushed at being called a cock sucker, but he guessed that was what he was. He had sucked TJ and it hadn't been his first cock either. He realized he actually liked to suck. He liked the feel of the head sliding between his lips. the taste of the precum as it dripped onto his tongue and best of all that hot white cum as it shot from the stiff tool. Of course he would never admit any of that to TJ. "Yeah, well I guess maybe I learned that a little too," Brandon said meakly. "Good, but I am going to keep those printouts and if you get a big ego again," Tj said leaving the rest to Brandon's imagination. "So I am free to go?" Brandon asked. "Once you clean up the office," TJ said. "We can't leave it in a mess. coach might wonder who had been using his office while he was gone. Brandon put everything back to rights and got dressed. both boys left the office turning the lights off as they went out the door. They did not see or hear someone enter from the locker room side of the office. Copyright 2006 All Rights reserved.