My baseball teammate Ricky and I had been fighting all season long. It seems like we couldn't get through a single practice without name-calling or fist-throwing.... > Lire la suite
My baseball teammate Ricky and I had been fighting all season long. It seems like we couldn't get through a single practice without name-calling or fist-throwing. Ricky was a real jerk, but there's something else about him that made me completely hate his guts. Even though he was the worst teammate I've ever had, he was also the sexiest f####r on this entire team, and my dirty little secret? I wanted to have sex with him so bad it almost hurt. Well, RIcky and I fought again at practice one hot day. We were covered in sweat, heaving and throwing fists at one another while we wrestled on the ground. We only stopped because the coach made us. Then Coach knew it was time we learned our lesson about how teammates should really be with one another. Coach was the sexiest, beast of a man we had ever had in charge of the team. He was definitely what you'd call Daddy material. Coach met me and Ricky in the locker room after practice, where he caught us fighting again. But Coach knew just what we needed. We needed to explore our secret desires for one another with no shame and no regret, and Coach was going to teach us how to give each other pleasure as men, pleasure like we'd never felt before. Coach, Ricky, and I really gave a new meaning to the term "close teammates." This is the story of how Coach showed Ricky and I how great it is to get down and dirty with other men. This is the story of how two college bad boys shared an experience that would become the hottest secret of their lives. This is the story of the coach and his college bad boys. WARNING: This is a work of gay erotic fiction that contains graphic sexual descriptions and language. All characters in this story are over the age of 18 and consent.