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Subject: Ezra Chapter 12 DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to any persons living or dead is coincidental and unintentional. This story contains sex between a man and a teenage boy. If this is illegal or offensive to you, please stop reading. This is a work of fantasy. In the real world, don’t do such things. And always remember to play safely. This is a novel that I started during NaNoWriMo and kept going. It’s not all smut all the time (but there is plenty of smut, don’t worry) ((It’s pretty much smutty from here on out!)) Comments, questions, chat? Hit me up at ail Be nice. If you are able, please donate to Nifty to keep it fty/donate.html copyright 2019-2020 Kenai Grayson Chapter 12 Those few weeks between taking Jackson to school and Ezra and Coach having to start back up passed wonderfully slow. But all good things must end, and they found themselves getting prepared for school again. Ezra found himself anxious about something, but couldn’t put his finger on it. He didn’t sleep well the night before and was awake long before Coach’s alarm was set to go off. He decided that he would give Coach a good start to the school year and woke him up again with a blowjob and a cup of coffee. Coach woke up earlier this time, recognizing in his dream what was going on in the real world. Nothing he could dream was better than what was already in his bed, so he woke up to enjoy the boy working over his shaft. Ezra got a sweet treat before having to get out of bed to get ready. They showered together, but only showered as they had places to be. Coach made breakfast and they got dressed and headed off to school. Ezra was silent on the way, his anxiety growing as they got closer to school. It didn’t make any sense to him, this wasn’t his first day here. He got his schedule and it was almost exactly the same as it had been the year before. Same subjects, same teachers, different classmates. That part was weird. He knew some of them from them having been there the year before in the class below him. Some knew the story of why he was still in this grade, but others treated him like he was an idiot and avoided him in case it was contagious. Lunch was hard without Jackson. All his friends that hadn’t graduated were there, and they were in their usual high spirits. There were a few new faces, and Ezra wasn’t sure what to make of them, but then he realized they were in the same spot he was in when Jackson had brought him to the table. He started chatting with one of them, breaking the ice, and trying to make him feel as welcome as the group had made him feel. It made the rest of lunch far less awkward. The new people were pretty awesome. It dawned on Ezra that they wouldn’t bring in people who weren’t, so that helped smooth things over between them and get the new group going strong first thing. His last class was gym again, and he looked forward to that all day long. He entered the gym with the other students and Coach was decked out in those short shorts and tight t-shirt like he was every day, and Ezra felt himself growing in his pouch. He was going to have to watch himself again, and it was difficult. Luckily, since it was the first day, they didn’t have to change. They had to get their gym clothes for the year, and Coach was there helping everyone out. When Ezra came up, Coach already had a set for him ready. They both tried not to smile because they both knew this meant they were way too small for him and would be showing him off the whole time. Ezra was still pretty quiet on the way home, and Coach asked if everything was ok. “Yeah, I’m fine. I don’t know, but I felt weird coming to school today. I think I really just missed Jackson being there.” “Yeah, so did I…” When they got home, Ezra pulled out his phone to call Jackson, and before he could dial, it was ringing in his hand. “Hello?” he answered. “Well, that was fast!” Jackson said on the other end of the line. “I had my phone in my hand to call you, but you beat me to it. How’s it going?” “It’s going pretty well! School is getting to the part where the newness has worn off, and everyone is getting down to working hard. How was your first day back?” “Really strange without you here. The lunch table has a few new faces, and all the old ones wanted to know how you were doing.” “That’s nice! I really miss those guys too.” “Making new friends out there?” “You know me, I make friends everywhere.” “How’s the roommate?” “He’s fine. Kind of a weirdo, but I don’t mind. At least he’s not boring.” “I take it he’s not there?” “No, he heard me. He also threw a pillow at me, but you didn’t hear that part. How’s dad?” “He’s the same as always. Missing you a ton, that’s for sure, but trying to hide it from the world.” “How’s the pool?” “Wonderful and waiting for you to get back in. Do you know when you’ll be back?” “I’m not sure. I made a promise not to come back for six weeks, and that’s coming to an end soon.” “Six weeks? Who did you promise that to?” “Dad. He said it would help me to connect to people here and get me familiar with my surroundings. These first few weeks are key, because no one expects me to know what I’m doing. But if I’m gone every weekend, I’ll never learn, and then people will think things about me.” “Oh… Well, we both certainly miss you.” “I know, I miss y’all too. I’ll be home soon.” “You want to talk to dad?” “No, I’ll call him later this week. I just wanted to see how your first day of school went.” “Well, thank you!” After their call, Ezra felt much better. Ezra changed into shorts only out of his school clothes. Coach was already naked and in his big chair watching TV to relax. Ezra walked through and chuckled as he made his way out to the garage to work out. When he finished, he went to the pool to do his laps. He waited until he was in the fence before he got out of his sweaty shorts. The sun was setting when Coach called him in for dinner. Ezra picked up his shorts, grabbed a towel, and dried off before heading inside. Dinner was prepared and on the table, and Ezra lay his towel on the chair first, in case he was still damp. He didn’t use it to cover himself, and they ate together naked. “Thank you, boy.” “For what, daddy?” “For staying naked for me. I was a little concerned when you walked through with your shorts on, but I figured it out when I heard the garage opening. It really turns me on to see you like this.” “Thank you for getting naked for me too, then. I get really turned on seeing you, but you already knew that.” “Class will be hard with you strutting around in your shorts.” “Will class be hard, or will you be hard in class?” “Clever boy… I will try my hardest to not get hard in class. Those shorts would give me all away.” “Those shorts give all of you away already.” “Think about me with a hardon in those.” “He said, as if the boy hadn’t done that every day prior.” “Did you just narrate the subtext?” Ezra was grinning. “Do you really think I’ve never pictured what you would look like hard in those shorts? Do you think there’s anything you wear that I haven’t pictured you like that in?” “You… really think about me that much?” Coach sounded surprised. “Yes. You’re never far from my mind. The only time I’m not thinking about you is when I have to think about other things. But once I’m done with that, it’s back to you.” Coach rubbed the top of Ezra’s thigh. “Thank you, boy. I thought I might be weird for doing the same with you.” “Well, if it’s weird, we can be weird together.” “Deal.” They ate and cleaned up and went into the living room to watch TV together. Ezra was tired from having not slept well the night before, so he didn’t last long. Coach carried the sleeping boy to bed again and got him situated before getting in next to him. Ezra found himself waking up early again because of how early he had fallen asleep the night before. He tried to go back to sleep, but he just couldn’t. It wouldn’t have done much good anyway; probably would have just made him more tired. He decided to make the most of it and went to the kitchen to make Coach’s morning coffee. It was still brewing when the big man strolled in, still sleepy and at half-mast when he smelled the coffee and saw his boy standing there, also naked. “Good morning, boy. Did you sleep ok?” “Yes, I did. Much better than the night before.” “Are you planning on getting up early every morning?” “I haven’t planned any of this. It just kind of happened. Why are you up already? Did I wake you?” “Sort of, but I don’t mind. I woke up because I couldn’t find you in bed, not because of anything you did.” “Oh, well, I was planning on coming back to bed, like yesterday.” Coach grinned, thinking about yesterday. “Well, I’m already up, but that doesn’t mean you can’t have your pre-breakfast meal, boy. This way, I can enjoy the whole thing too, not just the end.” “Do you not like it when I wake you up that way?” “Baby, I love every moment you touch me. And waking up like that in your mouth is amazing. I will never tell you that you can’t do that. But I do like to feel it all the way from start to finish.” “Do we have time?” Coach looked at the clock on the microwave and nodded. “Do you think you could do it while I cook up breakfast?” “Promise not to burn me with anything?” “I promise.” Ezra got to work quickly, getting Coach to grow all the way inside his mouth. Coach poured himself a cup of coffee to get started. He had to get Ezra to stop while he gathered the food to cook, but as soon as he got positioned again, Ezra was right back on his dick. Coach made sure not to cook anything that would splatter too much to keep his boy safe. He tried hard to concentrate on not burning the food, but Ezra was working him too well and his mind still partly asleep. It was a little more done than usual, but it wasn’t burned, and still siirt escort tasted great. Ezra liked how Coach’s cum flavored everything else he ate that morning. It was a nice seasoning. The alarm was blaring in their room when they went to get clean and ready for school. Neither of them had been there to turn it off, and it made Ezra laugh. After the shower, Ezra walked through the house naked to his room to get clothes for school, since he had fallen asleep before doing that yesterday. School was a lot of the same. Teachers started teaching their subjects, and Ezra knew almost exactly what they would be talking about. He tried to not be a know-it-all, but it was hard because he actually did know all the answers. He would limit himself to answering only if no one else knew or wanted to try. He never had homework because he could get it done quickly during downtime at school. This left ample time after school for Ezra to work out and swim. Coach made good on his word to make a path through the garage so they could stroll about uninhibited. “Well, now that that’s done, we just need one to the backyard,” Ezra said as he stood in the opening. “We have one.” “We do?” “Yeah, through the laundry room. That’s where that door leads.” “That door leads somewhere?” Coach laughed. “Yes, boy. There’s a bathroom there and a door outside.” Ezra had to see this for himself and Coach followed him in. He opened the door, and sure enough, it opened into a full bathroom and there was another door on the other side that went to the backyard. “Look at that. There’s a whole room in here…” “What did you think it was?” “I don’t know. Like a water heater or something.” Coach shrugged at the good idea. “Why is it even here?” “I don’t know. We didn’t have the house built. I guess they would use it before coming inside after working in the yard. I don’t think we’ve ever used it.” “Well, that’s certainly something.” “Still want to work out, boy?” “Of course, daddy.” They worked out together and walked back through the room to the pool. Ezra made sure to put his arm around Coach as they walked so he could be next to the sweaty man. Coach knew what he was doing and made sure to hold the boy close. Ezra was a little sad when Coach got in the pool with him and washed it away. He did his laps and played with Coach until time for dinner. They fucked in the chair while the TV played, and twice more in the bedroom. Coach was nice and sweaty again by the end of it and Ezra nuzzled close to him. Not only was his body electric from the feel, but so was his sense of smell. “Look at you, still raring to go,” Coach said as he felt Ezra poking his leg. “Always. You always do this to me, and I never want it to stop.” “No one is asking you to stop.” “Good.” They got into a routine with school. Ezra found himself waking up at the same time every morning to make Coach his coffee and a morning blow job. Sometimes Coach was still asleep when he started; other times he would come to find Ezra in the kitchen. Ezra was still in band, and Coach came to all the games to watch him play. It was nice that he still had a reason to be there. One day well into the semester, Ezra had a bunch of papers spread out on the piano. He was concentrating on them so much he didn’t hear Coach come up behind him until those big arms wrapped around him and that bearded chin rested on his shoulder. “What is all this stuff? You’ve been standing here, staring at them for over an hour.” “It’s music. Mr. DeMarco wants to know if I can play it.” “Can you? I can’t read music, but that looks complicated.” “I can’t right now, I’ve only been looking at it for an hour. I think I can learn it, though.” “What is it for?” “Mr. DeMarco wants to put together a small group to play these songs. He’s presenting some sort of retrospective on the guy who wrote the music. We’ll play it and he’ll talk about it. That is, of course, assuming we can all learn it, because yes, it is complicated.” “Who wrote it?” Ezra had to look at the top of a page to remember. “Dave Brubeck?” “Hey, I know that one!” Coach said, going to sit by his record collection. “I think I have one of his…” Coach flipped through quickly and pulled one out to show Ezra. He put the record on and started playing it. “Since when do you have jazz albums?” “I’ve had this one since college. It’s the only one I have.” Ezra listened to it and noticed something in the song. He shuffled through the sheet music until he found what he was looking for. “Is this Blue Rondo � la Turk?” Coach flipped the album over and checked he was right. Ezra asked if he could see it and Coach handed him the empty sleeve. Ezra checked and he had the music to the whole album. “I guess the retrospective is about this album.” “That makes sense.” “It does?” “Yeah, it’s a great album. Come sit and listen to it with me.” Coach took a seat on the couch in there and Ezra went to sit next to him. Coach told him about his friend in college who had first introduced him to the album. Coach had learned from him all sorts of facts about it. Ezra tried to picture what Coach looked like in college. Side A ended and Coach got up. Ezra thought it was to flip the record over, but he held his hands out to get Ezra on his feet. “We’re not going to listen to the other side?” “Maybe later. I’m hungry. And horny.” “Well, I can certainly help with one of those.” “And you can eat with me too.” “What were you like in college?” Ezra asked during dinner. “What do you imagine?” “I bet you were Mr. Popular. Went to all the parties, etc.” “Yeah, pretty much. I did study too. I went to class, I did my work, but I did my fair share of partying. Got me into some trouble in the end, but it gave me a son, so not too bad, all things considered.” “Did you have a lot of sex?” “Tried to, yes. It was pretty disappointing, to be honest.” “Guys and girls?” “Yes. I explored a bit. Why?” “Just trying to connect the dots from there to me.” “Well, generally, I like guys better. They’re more open to trying things in my experience. Deb was different, though. She had me believing she was one way, but she just wanted arm candy. She hated having sex with me, and that should have been a clue. Especially when she came on so strong. I thought she was doing it for me, but all she wanted was to get pregnant and get me to marry her. It all fell apart spectacularly. That really put my sex life on the rocks. Raising a child alone isn’t easy, and he was my focus. I had started to believe that that was going to be it for me. Until one day, I was caught by a boy. That changed everything.” Ezra smiled at him. “I’m glad it all worked out for you.” “I bet you are.” “Not what I meant. Even if it was someone else, I would still be happy for you.” “Would you?” “If I knew the story and didn’t know what I was missing, yes.” “Good answer, boy.” Coach wasn’t kidding when he said he was horny. He didn’t even bother watching TV that night. He took his boy straight to the bedroom. Ezra couldn’t keep up, and Coach was fine being the aggressor all night. All Ezra had to do was keep in his place and let Coach do his thing. And that was always a challenge. One that the solution had Ezra holding onto the man for dear life. It was an easy and wonderful solution to the best problem in the world. Ezra did everything in his power to urge Coach on, from working his hole on Coach’s cock to pawing at his chest to licking and kissing his brawny neck. Coach didn’t stop fucking between his shots. He was so worked up, he couldn’t stop himself. It was a frenzy Ezra hadn’t seen in a while. He would be sore in the morning, but he didn’t care one bit. Coach fucked several loads out of his boy too. When they were finished, they would clean up the big mess, but wait until morning to shower properly. This let Ezra sleep hard all night breathing in his scent. On Fridays, Coach wouldn’t shower again until Monday morning, just to drive his boy wild. One Friday, they were pulling in the driveway after school and Ezra spotted an extra car in the driveway. He recognized it immediately as Jackson’s. “Jackson’s home? Did you know he was doing that?” “No. I didn’t. I hope everything is alright.” Ezra ran in and found Jackson sitting in the big chair with a bag of chips watching cartoons. Ezra ran and jumped on him, making sure to avoid squishing the chips. Jackson made a funny sound when he landed but started laughing. “Well, hello,” Jackson said. “Hi. I missed you.” “I know.” “Shut up!” “You just got here, and you’re already telling me to shut up?” “You know you missed me too.” Coach came in to see his boys together on his chair. “Hello, son.” “Hey dad. How was school?” “Same as it always is. How about you?” “It’s fine. Way different from high school, but I like it.” “To what do we owe the honor of your presence?” “Do I have to have a reason?” “No, but do you have one?” “Nah, just wanted to get away. Come home and see everyone. That, and the new season of Doctor Who starts tomorrow.” “I figured you would have a group of friends already to watch it,” Ezra said. “I do. But we don’t get BBC America on dorm room cable. They’ll all watch it on their computers later. I wanted to see it for real. Speaking of, would you record them for me so I can watch them later?” “Of course.” “Awesome.” “Don’t eat too many chips, you’ll spoil your dinner.” “Haven’t missed that at all…” “Yes you have.” “Alright, maybe just a little.” “Good. Why don’t you turn the heater on in the pool so we can enjoy it later?” “Did that first thing upon arrival.” “Good work! I’m going to get changed and start dinner. Any special requests, college boy?” “You know me. I like whatever.” “That I do,” Coach said as he left the room. “Really, though, you’re ok?” Ezra asked when they were alone. “Yeah, I promise. Why the concern?” “I’m always concerned. But neither of us knew you would be here.” sincan escort “I didn’t decide until this morning. Thought I’d surprise y’all.” “It worked.” “You should probably get a shower too. You smell like band practice.” Ezra got up off the chair and gave an exaggerated groan. “Fine, if you insist.” He went back to the room to find Coach pacing in his jockstrap. He rushed over to Ezra as soon as he got the door closed. “Is everything ok? Is he alright?” “Yeah, he’s fine. He told you that.” “Did you ask him after I left?” “Of course. And he said the same thing. Nothing bad prompted this trip, he just wanted to see us.” “Ok… ok. Good. And if there is an issue, he would tell us, right?” “Yes, absolutely. I don’t think I’ve ever seen you this worked up before…” “Yes, well, I’m usually much better at hiding it. You should have seen me during your adoption trial.” “I did see you during that. I was there.” “No, I mean in here during that. I was a mess thinking about all the worst possible scenarios that could have happened.” Ezra stood up on his toes and put his hand on Coach’s chest for balance so he could get up to kiss him. “You have nothing to worry about now, for either of us. Just relax and enjoy his company while he’s here.” Ezra went back down to the floor and started pulling his clothes off and heading towards the bathroom. “And what do you think you’re doing?” “I was asked to take a shower because I smell like band practice.” “And you think that’s a bad thing?” “I don’t, but Jackson does. If you’re worried about that, I’ll get sweaty again in the pool tonight. And if that’s not enough, you know how to get me to do that.” “True, very true. Ok, you do that and I’ll get started cooking.” Coach had to search for it, but he found his robe and put it on. Ezra grinned seeing him like that again. He showered quickly and got changed into more comfortable clothes. Coach was a bit sad to not be able to see his boy naked, but it was a small price to pay. Plus, he would see him like that soon enough. Jackson told them all about school while they ate, giving full context to the bits he had told them on the phone. He was loving college so far and could see that he would love it more as it went on. Coach was proud that he was adjusting so well to it. Ezra was glad that he was happy there. After dinner, they were just in time to watch the new episode. It was a good one, and they watched in silence. They all took their usual spots like nothing had changed at all. It felt comfortable for Ezra. After it was over, they moved outside. Coach had less clothes on, so he was the first to get naked. Ezra did too, and Jackson slowly joined in. The water was perfect, and they all just sat around, like it was a giant hot tub. They discussed the show and their opinions on where the season would go. They stayed in for a while, and Jackson was the first to leave. He was tired early, as he always did, and retired to bed. Coach and Ezra stayed out longer. Coach came and sat by Ezra’s side and Ezra leaned against him. It was a quiet and peaceful night and they didn’t want to interrupt it with talking. They sat there, star gazing, when Coach leaned in to kiss Ezra sweetly. Ezra’s heart fluttered as he pressed his face to the man’s. Coach made sure that they didn’t get out until they were sweating again. They dried off and went inside. Ezra kept his towel on in case Jackson was up and about, but Coach strutted about with his towel over his shoulder. Ezra was the first in the room and got on the bed, on his knees. Coach came up and they were nearly eye to eye. Coach pulled the boy closer to continue kissing him. He pulled off the boy’s towel as they kissed and Coach grabbed the boy’s cock to stroke it and get him harder. They knew that they would need to be quiet now that someone else was in the house, but that had never stopped them before. Coach got Ezra to scoot back so he could get on the bed too, facing the boy in much the same position. Their bodies were pressed together and Ezra was rubbing himself against Coach. He was itching to go. Coach pulled him up onto his lap while he was still on his knees. He had to hold Ezra in place to be able to glide himself into Ezra. Ezra began to ride Coach like that since the man couldn’t move much. Ezra arched his back out and it got him impaled deeper. Coach held the boy by his arms to let him keep whatever position he wanted to get in. Eventually, though, Coach ended up on his back so Ezra could really get to work on his cock. Ezra had to keep reminding himself to keep quiet, and the inability to do so drove him on. Coach creamed him good. The next morning was weird. It was Saturday, but Jackson was in the house. Obviously, he didn’t have his job to go to, but this hadn’t happened much. They decided to make a day of it and go to all their favorite spots. They ate out all day. They went to the movies. They got home after dark. Coach set his things down and started stripping in the kitchen. “Really dad? Must you do that where I eat?” Jackson said. “Relax, I’m just going for a soak in the pool. You boys can join me if you like.” He left Jackson and Ezra alone to decide. “I know the sight of him naked makes you want to go join him,” Jackson said. Ezra just smiled, not being able to deny that. Jackson sighed. “Fine, let’s go…” Jackson started taking his clothes off too, which surprised Ezra a bit. Ezra then started to do the same. “Have you been working out?” Jackson asked, wrapping a towel around his waist. “Yeah. A bit. Why?” “I can tell. You look… bigger.” Ezra looked down at himself. “Bigger? How?” “Just… more definition. It’s not a huge change, but it is noticeable. Nice work.” “Thanks? I hadn’t really noticed.” “Yeah, you probably won’t for a while. It’s probably because I haven’t seen you every day.” “What is?” Coach asked, hearing just the last bit as they came outside. “That you have Ezra working out.” “No I don’t, but what about it?” “Yeah, right. Of course you had nothing to do with it. Anyway, it’s noticeable, that’s all.” “I only showed him how everything works. He wanted to do it and has kept it up himself. That’s all him.” “And you love it.” “Yes I do.” “Are you going to make him all big like you?” “I’m not making him do anything. And that’s entirely if he wants to. I have no say in that.” “You do, actually,” Ezra said, finally joining in the conversation about him. “What?” Coach asked surprised. “I don’t care how I look. I only want to make you happy with it.” “You do.” “Ok, more happy then.” “You don’t have to do anything to do that.” “So you’d be happy if I stopped?” “Well, you’ve put so much hard work into it… Do you want to stop?” “Not the point. This is a hypothetical.” “I’d be surprised and wonder what made you want to quit, but I wouldn’t be unhappy about it.” “But you wouldn’t be happy.” “I’d get over that really quickly. Especially if you had a good enough reason.” That night, Coach shaved Ezra again. He took his time lathering the boy up. He paid close attention to how the boy felt. He wanted to know if he could tell a difference in how the boy felt. To his hands yet. “You don’t actually want to stop working out, do you?” “No, not at all. I actually enjoy it.” “Ok, good.” “Why?” “I was just wondering if that was coming from somewhere real.” “No. But I did really want to know what you would think about it.” “Why?” “Curiosity. I wanted to see what you would say. I was a little surprised by your answer.” “Why? Did I say something wrong?” “No, not wrong. I just kind of expected you to take more credit for it than you did.” “I don’t deserve the credit for that. Like I said, it was all you.” “And I would have done none of that without your help and encouragement.” “But it was all your hard work and will be you that gets you where you want to go.” “I don’t know where I want to go. I haven’t really thought of that. I was going to gauge that on your reactions.” “Why?” “Because I am doing this for you. I want to do anything I can to make you want me more.” “You don’t have to do anything.” “But there are things I can do. Like what we’re doing now. I would have never thought to do this on my own.” “You don’t like it?” “I didn’t say that. I really like it, I do. But what I like most about it is how you touch me when you’re done. How you react when you feel me. That is what makes me want to keep doing it.” “And the working out part?” “Well, like you said, it would take time. But I’m hoping for much of the same response as this.” “It will happen soon. If Jackson already noticed it, then you will start seeing it yourself soon.” “What about you?” “I can feel it starting, but I hadn’t until Jackson mentioned it. But he’s right. You are starting to get bigger.” “Do you like it?” “Yes, baby. Of course I do. It’s you.” “And tell me truthfully. Will you like it better then?” “You make it sound like something is lacking now; that I don’t enjoy it already.” “I know you do. And I don’t mean to imply that I think you don’t like me now. I know you do. I just want to know if what I’m doing is a waste of time.” “It’s never a waste of time.” “It could be if you don’t like it.” “Baby, I won’t know if I like it until it happens. But I can tell you that no matter what you want to do will be perfect.” “What I want to do is make you happy. That’s it. That’s the goal. It’s everything I do.” “Why?” “Why do you think? You’re amazing. You’re the best man I’ve ever met. And you deserve to be happy. Apparently, you found something in me that makes you happy, and I am eternally grateful for that, and I don’t want it to end. I don’t want you getting bored of me.” “Do you really think I could ever be bored with you?” “I don’t think you are now, but I don’t know what the future holds.” “And you think working out will make me want to keep this up with you?” “Yes.” “Baby, even if sinop escort you stopped, I wouldn’t want us to stop this. These have been some of the best times of my life. You renewed a spark in me I had long thought dead. That alone makes me happy. And it had nothing to do with you working out. It was you. Just you being such a good boy. I promise, you have nothing to worry about.” “That doesn’t mean that I won’t still look for ways to make you happier.” Coach smiled and leaned down to kiss the boy’s forehead. “And that makes you so special.” “Will you promise me to let me know if there’s anything I can do that I haven’t thought of that would make you happy? Like you did when you suggested shaving me?” “I can’t really think of anything…” “Well, if and when you do, please tell me.” “Ok, baby. I will.” They got finished and Ezra went to rinse off. Coach stayed out because it was still the weekend, and Ezra deserved what he desired. Ezra got out and found Coach waiting for him in bed, stroking himself and tugging on his nipple. This time it was Ezra who watched him playing from the doorway. They both noticed him right away, but neither said anything to make him move. Coach made a show of it, and it was clearly doing what it was supposed to, as Ezra’s dick started to part the towel. Coach wanted to see just how long he could stand there before he gave in. It wasn’t very long. The towel dropped where he stood and he jumped into bed with the sexy man. Coach immediately got him in his arms to hold him close. The boy still felt damp from his shower, but he was incredibly smooth and it was the best time for them to get close. The next day, they all stayed home to enjoy the last day Jackson would be there. But sometime between lunch and dinner, he had to leave to get back to school so he wouldn’t be driving the whole way in the dark. It was hard to watch him go, almost as hard as dropping him off had been. He promised to keep in touch and that he wouldn’t wait as long between visits as he did at the beginning. His dad approved of that. He had done well to keep his word about staying to make friends and to get to know his new home better, but it would be nice to have him home more, even if it meant he had to be quiet at night. It was a small price to pay. They waved goodbye to him as he pulled out of the driveway and Coach shut the garage door once he was long gone and definitely not coming back. He was pulling off his clothes before the door finished closing and Ezra just chuckled. Coach head over to the gym equipment to start his workout. Ezra went with him and got naked as he worked out hard. When Coach finished, Ezra came over to take his place, but the man didn’t budge. He pulled Ezra down onto the narrow seat with him and Ezra basically had to straddle him in order to fit. Coach began to kiss Ezra’s chest as they sat there and pressed his sweaty body against the boy’s clean and smooth one. Ezra figured it out that he did not want to waste any time in getting them together. It wasn’t the most ideal place for them to mess around, as there just wasn’t room to play. But it made for a perfect place to hold each other and make out, an activity they both enjoyed immensely. Reluctantly, Coach got up and let Ezra get to his own workout. He stayed and watched him going, paying special attention to what his body was looking like as he went. He started grinning when he finally saw what Jackson had been talking about. It was more obvious when he was working out as all his muscles would pop. He got Ezra to stop for a minute just barely into his workout. Ezra was curious as Coach came over to him, but all he wanted to try was increasing the weights for his workout. “Ok boy, try that. See how that goes.” He pushed hard and it obviously was more difficult, but not as bad as he expected. Coach nodded, so he continued with his workout on the new weight setting. He hadn’t felt that tired since the first time he sat down to workout. He had gotten accustomed to the weight he had been lifting and realized that it was probably because he was actually getting stronger. He got done and went to the pool to do his laps. They had accidentally left the heat on again, so the water was strange for swimming. He did it anyway, though, wanting to get better at it too. Coach came out to watch and only got in once he realized it was still hot. Coach would stay at one end of the pool and Ezra would swim to the other side and then back to give him a quick kiss before his next lap. The kisses got longer and longer with each one, and then hands got involved and then he was taking longer breaks between the laps than the actual lap took. He finally had to break free to make sure he got in the laps he needed to do. His arms and legs were tired from working out, but he pushed them harder and added to the number of laps he was doing. When he finally couldn’t go any further, Coach held him and let him relax in his arms. When they went back in, Coach had to keep his arms around Ezra to keep him from falling down. His legs weren’t used to such a workout and they felt rubbery when he walked. It hadn’t mattered in the water, so he hadn’t really noticed until he was back on solid ground. He took one step and his leg gave out and he found himself on the ground. Coach was right there to help him get up and took a look at his knees, which had been scraped up on the concrete. They were starting to bleed, so Coach led him directly to their bathroom and got him up on the counter so he could clean them up. He had kept his arm around Ezra as they went, and the boy leaned hard against him to keep his balance. He didn’t hurt too much, but there was dirt and stuff in the cuts, and Coach didn’t want it getting infected. He lifted the boy up on the counter for him to sit and he came back with bandages and other various items to get them cleaned up. He took good care of his boy, and Ezra loved the feeling of concern. Once they were on, Coach picked up his boy and set him back down on the ground. “Do you think you can walk now?” He stood close by just in case and Ezra took a few tentative steps and his legs were holding. He just needed to get them moving again, and Coach had helped him do that. Even still, Coach held out his hand for Ezra to take, and they walked hand in hand to the bed. It was early enough that they could play a lot. At first, Ezra was still in the mode that someone was there with them, but Coach reminded him that they were alone and he could moan to his heart’s content. “If you want me to moan, you better get to work, big man,” Ezra said as he kissed that bearded face. “Yeah, boy? You want me to fuck those moans out of you?” “Yes, daddy. More than anything.” “Well, get prepared, because I’ll fuck you until you can’t talk tomorrow.” Coach knew Ezra would be sore still, so he made sure that he was always in a position that didn’t require him to use his muscles. This put Coach fully in charge of the pace and positioning. Ezra loved it when Coach did this because he could work himself deeper and fucking him harder and faster than Ezra could manage on his own. They both needed to get it out of them pretty badly. It didn’t take long for them both to start to get vocal, Ezra moaning his encouragement and Coach growling his pleasure with the boy. They would change position every time one of them would cum. The moaning would continue almost immediately upon reentry. They only paused to answer the phone when Jackson called to let them know he had made it back safely. Coach told Ezra to be silent while he spoke, but Coach kept on sliding into him, testing his resolve. Ezra had to cover his face with a pillow to keep from making a sound, but he ultimately didn’t give away the secret. Jackson though Coach sounded funny, but didn’t ask about it. He could’ve guessed, if he really wanted to know, but there was something that told him he probably didn’t want that. They chat for a little bit, establishing plans for the coming weeks, all while Coach plowed his boy. Ezra, not wanting to be the only one who had to watch himself, began to squeeze and work his hole hard on Coach as he was fucking him slowly. Coach’s voice only caught once when he started, and he had to pause at one point to shiver. Ezra peeked over the edge of the pillow to see Coach shooting him a look that meant he was in for it when the call was over. He was up for that challenge and made sure to keep working him over until he hung up the phone. “Oh, you’re going to get it, boy!” “You started it! I only walked through the door you opened. You could have wait until we were finished to call him back.” “You know that it would probably be too late in the evening for me to do that.” “Or we could’ve taken a break while you talk to him. You didn’t have to keep doing what you were doing.” “Did you want me to stop?” “Never, but that doesn’t mean that I can’t be patient while you talk to Jackson. I know that it doesn’t mean you won’t want to jump right back to it.” “Like this?” Coach asked, and scooped the boy up in his arms, and drove his cock all the way in. Ezra was also holding on tight and Coach could feel that he was able to squeeze him tighter than he had before, and it felt lovely. They took a break for food and got right back to it so they could get their fill before having to go to bed for school the next day. The next morning, Ezra was sore, but it wasn’t as bad as he had feared. The hot shower helped to relax the muscles, and Coach gave him some stretches to do to get them feeling better. Coach also used the opportunity to touch Ezra all over while he was stretching. This was under the pretense of helping him stretch more, but they both knew he just wanted to get his hands on him, and Ezra let him. They had to watch themselves, though, as too much of that would lead them to being late for school, and that would be bad for both of them. At least Ezra could get an excuse since Coach was a teacher there, but Coach wouldn’t be as lucky. He wouldn’t get in as much trouble as Ezra could be, but still, it was a better idea to not get in trouble at all. And they never did.

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