Date: Sun, 18 Feb 2024 15:40:27 +0000 From: Smiling_Ed Subject: Keith Makes a Bet ( part-5) Gay/Adult-youth, Gay/ Athletics Keith Makes a Bet (part 5) I got a text from Keith later Tuesday evening. Keith: I definitely needed a nap, another good idea from you, Coach. Coach: I'm glad it worked for you. Feeling better? Keith: I feel so good it's hard to believe. No pressure from stupid bets. I'm not horny for the first time in a long time. I can't believe how good you were today. Coach: lol, you just made me smile, thanks Keith Keith: I was hoping it would. And being told that you smiled, made me smile. ???? Keith: I better get some homework done. Things are going too well in my life to fuck up now. TTYT Coach Coach: TTYT (talk to you tomorrow) Wednesday morning, Keith stopped by the classroom with a big smile on his face. He appeared to be back to normal. "Hey Keith" "Hey Coach. You doing ok?" "Sure Keith, and you, anything you need help with?" "I just wanted to see my man. I just realized I think of you that way. You were beyond amazing last night and I'm really happy these days. I think it's your fault, Coach. I smiled. Seeing this stud smile so much made me really happy. "I'm really glad things are going well for you, much better than during the stupid bet." "Yes, but I'm glad I made it. Because of what we have now," he said as he adjusted himself. "Keith, I'm gonna send you on your way, before things get too hard to be able to stand and teach with in front of my class." Keith laughed. "See you in the weight room, Coach!" The end of the day arrives and the weight room is opened. My regular athletes are showing up and lifting. I keep looking for Keith. He shows up late again, telling me that Donna is improving slowly but making progress. He feels good about giving her some encouragement through her illness. He's wearing his mesh t-shirt and short gym shorts with a boxer brief (the briefs barely showed under his shorts). His hickey is showing underneath and he continues to get some comments about that. As always, he blushes about it. I hear him tell some of his friends that the bet was the best thing that happened to him, since he is getting more, incredible sex than he has ever had. When they ask `with who', he tells them that a gentleman never kisses and tells. The normal routine is in play, guys lifting, me monitoring. After most of the guys clear out, I get to do some lifting of my own. On my bench press, Keith is there to spot me. His crotch seems to have recovered from last night's session; the bulge is beautifully hanging just above my face as I lift. The shorts have enough leg room I can see the full pouch of his boxer brief. When I go to the military press, he is right behind me, occasionally letting his crotch (not totally soft) touch my butt from behind. When I do my curls on the roman chair, his crotch is right in front of me, it's a beautiful sight, just a little distracting. The last athlete (besides Keith) clears out. And Keith and I finish our lifting and then clean up the weight room. We lock up the weights as well as the room and head to the locker room. I noted that the locker room is deserted as I go to my assistant coach's office. Keith walks in behind me, closes and locks the door. "I know this isn't a safe space. But I need a hug from my bae," he noted. "Bae?" I asked. "Before anyone else," Keith translates. He reached around me to give me a hug, as I returned it, he reached down and groped me. "Oh fuck, that feels good. But Keith, we can't play around here." "Yeah, I know Coach, I'm sorry, I just needed to feel you against me. Fondling your manhood was impulsive of me. I had a dream about you last night, if you hadn't drained me before then, I would have busted from it last night. Can we go to our FWB zone?" "Sure, if the parents aren't gonna notice." "Don't worry, they won't be home until at least 8. They both have dinner meetings at work. And before you ask, I don't have any homework." We both change quickly, skipping showers at the school, and drive over to my house. As soon as we are both inside, Keith turns and grabs me in a strong hug, kissing me, passionately. "Wow dude, miss me much?" I teased. "Coach, I've been missing you so much. I just needed to touch you." he said. We walked upstairs and lay down on the bed together, immediately making out. We slowly took off each other's clothes and Keith opened his mouth. I, of course, recognize it as the beginning of our ceremonial kiss ritual and spat in his mouth. He swallowed and I opened for him to spit in mine. Then we resumed our kissing while naked. Both of us were hard very quickly from all of this. "Fuck, I love kissing you, fondling you in the nude, Keith" I stated. "I love kissing you nude as well Coach," he replied. "What would you like to do this afternoon?" I asked. "I just wanted to be here with you. I'm not as horny as I have been, after last night's deep throating. That was incredible. Do you need anything from me, Coach?" "I always enjoy sucking you off, even if I don't get to cum from it. But if you are down for it, I'd like to do some rubbing with you. Frottage is the official name, but I call it thigh fucking. I lube up my penis really well and you put your legs together, cross your ankles (pulling your boys up so they are out of the way) and I pretend to fuck you, rubbing against your taint, between your legs. I've been told that it works because of my length." "That's hot. I'd love to have my man thigh fuck me. I'd just like you to let me know when you are close though, so I don't end up with a crotch full of your seed. And yeah, Coach, I don't think most guys can do this." "Excellent. Also, we get to kiss while I thigh fuck you." "Awesome." I grabbed the lube and lubed up his taint and the inside of his legs right next to his hips. He took the bottle from me and lubed up my shaft. It made me moan from the attention. I had him lay down and cross his legs at the ankles, then I sat on top of him and pointed my hard penis at the valley between his legs. I entered slowly, sliding in smoothly thanks to the lube. My hard cock slid in, surrounded by his taint and legs. I don't know which of us moaned first. But soon we both were. I leaned down and kissed him with my hard cock deep between his legs. He reached up and held my head in place while kissing and moaning. "Fuck, Coach! You are such a stud. I love this. It's like you are fucking me, this is so hot. Do me like this, Coach! Fuck me!" I knew he meant thigh fucking, but I loved having this athlete under me. I hadn't topped anyone in a while and this was somewhat similar to the real thing. I continued to slowly stroke myself against his taint and legs, moaning as I did it. Since Keith was hard and moaning as well, I was rubbing my stomach against the bottom of his shaft. I was also rubbing his muscled smooth chest with my hairy one. His nipples were erect from the stimulation. We continued to kiss and moan and thigh fuck. It didn't take too long before my moans were changing. I pulled out of the kiss to warn Keith that I was gonna cum. Without any hesitation, he opened his legs, letting my rock-hard shaft escape its warm happy place and I rolled off of him. Then to my surprise, he scooted down and went down on my cock. I was shocked and warned him again that I was gonna cum. His response was to grab hold of my hips so I couldn't push him off, he was way too strong. My cock was about halfway inside his mouth, luckily, he knew how to avoid teeth. He started moving his mouth up and down on my shaft, it felt so good. I moaned and grabbed his head by the hair, and pulled him further down and started fucking his mouth. About 3 thrusts later, I was cuming like a horse. All of my ejaculate was flying into his mouth and he was swallowing like crazy. When I finished, he drained my cock with his lips (as I had done to him so many times). Before I could say anything, he was kissing me and sharing the last bit of my load with me, just as I usually did with him. After a long kiss, he pulled off of me. "Surprise!" he said grinning. "I'll say. What the hell made you do that?" "I get that you don't need to cum as often as an 18-year-old does. But you told me you were an oral bottom (which I knew) and an anal top (which I'm not ready to experience yet). So, I thought I'd use your thigh fucking to get you close and then swallow your load. I thought about what you said and me swallowing your load is freely offered without any score keeping or debts owed. I just wanted to please my man. Did you like that, Coach?" "I did. I loved fucking your legs and kissing you; and I loved cuming in my stud's mouth. I loved that you would offer your mouth to me and swallow my seed," I answered. "I love the gift you just gave me and the fact that it is freely offered. And to be honest, I love being called `your man', most of all. Did you like that experience? "Yes, I did. You cum like a fire hose and I am proud that I helped you cum and that I kept up with it. You are so fucking hot, Coach. There was one other thing that it made it special. In my dream, last night, I swallowed your load and loved it. So, this was literally a dream come true," he explained. "Well, let's get you off, shall we?" I asked. "Actually Coach, I think I'd like to go home just a little bit horny; a little bit of sexual tension is ok and I really wanted today to be about pleasing you just once. But you are so sweet for asking. I thought my man would offer and I was right." "I guess you're getting to know me pretty well." We kissed deeply, my soft cock pressed against his hard one, our hands grasping each other's hard butt, our muscled chests pushing against each other. "What the fuck Coach, the state's best cock sucker and kisser, how many other titles do you have?" he playfully asked. "Get dressed, you smooth talker, before I decide to ease all of your sexual tension," I replied. We got dressed, kissed again and he went home. A big thank you to those of you that took the time to say what they appreciated about the earlier stories I've posted here on Nifty. Thanks to Gerald for editing, a second pair of eyes is really helpful. Any other constructive comments are appreciated at Smiling_Ed@proton.me. Another big thank you to our host here at Nifty. If you have enjoyed this story or any of the others here, I encourage you to donate whatever you can. (Use this link https://donate.nifty.org/)