The Coach (Straight Men) by S.H. Azanon

Author:S.H. Azanon [Azanon, S.H.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2025-02-04T00:00:00+00:00

14. Blake

Tyler lay still beside me, my arms wrapped around him, his head resting on my chest. Silence descended upon us like a blanket. Both of us were still too stunned to speak, too amazed at what had just happened. It was the first time for me as much as it was for him. I thought I’d feel more conflicted about having sex with another man—guilty for betraying Jen’s memory, for sleeping with a student, for ‘turning gay.’ I didn’t. None of those things. The warmth of Tyler’s skin against mine felt right, comforting, and for the first time in years, I felt completely, undeniably alive.

“Hey,” Tyler said softly, lifting his head to look at me. “What are you thinking about?”

I managed a small shrug. “Just stuff.” But the truth was, looking at his pretty face so close to mine, all I could think about was kissing him. The weird thing was that it didn’t feel weird; it felt as natural as breathing.

“Please tell me you’re not spiraling.”

Pulling him closer, I planted a kiss on those ripe, tender lips as an answer. It was definitely different than kissing a woman; not better or worse—simply different. Like tasting an exotic fruit or discovering kissing for the first time. And once you get into it, you don’t want to stop. My cock hardened again as the kiss deepened, and I felt his erection poking at my thigh, leaving a slick trail on my skin.

Tyler’s hand closed around my shaft and he slowly started to jerk me off. His grip was firm, but his rhythm was measured, the movement of his hand unhurried and deliberate. When his thumb rubbed around the sensitive underside, my whole body shivered. Wow. The boy got moves. Who knew a simple handjob could feel so good? I hesitated for a moment, then took his cock in my hand and returned the favor. This was a day of firsts, and if I was going to do it at all, then I might as well go all the way. But any misgivings I might have had about holding another man’s penis were quickly dispelled, as Tyler moaned into my mouth, trembling from pleasure.

I broke the kiss and opened my eyes so I could look at him. His face was angelic, rapturous—a face of total surrender. I never imagined giving someone a tug could be so erotic. Yet looking at him as I jerked him off made me feel intoxicated with lust and power.

“You like that?” I said, my eyes never leaving his face.

“Yeah,” he whispered. “Your hand feels so good. I’m already close.”

Ah, to be so young again. “Come for me,” I prompted him, my hand picking up speed. “I want to see you cumming.”

“Oh God.” His voice shook as much as his body. “Blake—”

Then I felt hot wetness spill over my hand as he gasped, his brows furrowing slightly. I watched him going through his orgasm, his pleasure turning me on even more. Feeling my balls tighten, I began to fuck his fist, thrusting my hips fast so I could join him in ecstasy.

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