Coach Marko says he’s thrilled with my progress and told me last week that if I continued the way I was going, I could end up turning pro. I don’t know what I’d do without him to be honest.

I know he’s the coach, and there are probably scores of other boys in the school who think they have a special bond with him, but I really believe he’s started to view me as a friend. If I’m being really truthful, I’ve started to think about him in a slightly inappropriate way.

I can’t help it! I had an incredibly erotic dream about him, maybe a month ago, and haven’t been able to think about anything else ever since. I find myself staring at him across the canteen and when he looks over, I start to blush uncontrollably.

And I’ve become embarrassingly obsessed with his butt! If I see him walking down a corridor ahead of me, I quicken my step, just so I can get a good look! It’s insanely firm and round and sexy, and all I wanna do is touch it.

In the last week or so, I’ve caught him looking at me more often. I thought to begin with it was just wishful thinking on my part, but sometimes he stares at me with a sort of intensity which just makes me tremble and get all lost for words.

I always stay around after practice to help him put the equipment away. We usually chat and make jokes but the other night the atmosphere suddenly changed. He stopped what he was doing and just stared at me for what seemed like forever.

I knew my dick was getting stiff and tenting like crazy in my shorts, so when he broke eye-contact and glanced down there, well I just wanted the earth to swallow me up!

He looked a little shocked to begin with, then a smile started to flicker in his eyes. Then he said we should probably have a chat… and before long we were walking towards his office with me thinking I was about to get dropped from the team, or expelled from school for being some sort of sexual deviant!

We arrived at his office and he got me to sit down on one of those ottoman things. I was so nervous that all I could hear was the sound of my heart thumping in my ears…

Then he told me to turn around. I was so surprised and confused that I simply did what he asked me to do, kneeling upwards on the ottoman with my back to him, wondering what on earth was coming next.

Then he started rubbing my shoulders and I remember thinking that if I was in trouble, this was a funny old way to punish me! And then his huge hands started running up and down my chest, real slow and sensual. And then I realized he was making a pass at me! This was it! All those lingering looks had been for real.

I’m sure I was shaking like a leaf as I leaned back into him, my left hand instinctively moving back to touch his giant, muscular thigh, which felt like a piece of chiseled marble!

Then he told me to take my shirt off and I couldn’t believe what was happening. My dream was actually being re-enacted! We were making out, just like people make out in films!

Cards on the table… I’ve never been with a guy before. I mean, I’ve barely been with girls before aside from a few fumbles back home. Everything that was happening with the coach was new territory for me.

At one point, I felt like apologizing and telling him I had no idea what I was doing and that he could wrap things up as soon as he wanted to if I was being a terrible disappointment. But fortunately, I thought better of it, and decided to go with the flow and trust my instincts, maybe copy what he was doing…

He turned me around and muttered something in his deep, gruff voice and I was instantly overtaken by a rush of pure… I dunno, maybe lust? I’ve never experienced anything like it before. I wanted him. My dick wanted him. My lips wanted him…

I jumped up and literally threw myself at him, kissing him desperately, hungrily, passionately, melting into his giant, muscular body, head dancing with dirty thoughts. He started kissing and biting my neck and I felt my hand moving under the waistband of his shorts, feeling an unquenchable desire to touch the butt which I’d stared at so obsessively. It was every bit worth the wait; soft like silk, yet at the same time, as hard as iron.

My dick started to throb uncontrollably. I don’t know what came over me, but I felt myself pushing the coach down onto his knees, wanting to feel his lips on my cock. I was utterly astonished when he sank to the ground and started to nuzzle the bulge in my shorts with his mouth.

It made me feel hornier than I’ve ever felt in my life. I think I may even have told him how hot he was. And then, as my body started to hum with sexual excitement, I heard myself muttering all sorts of crazy, filthy stuff, feeling more and more dominant, wanting more and more to use that sexy, beautiful, hairy man.

He pulled down my shorts and my cock was bulging in my jock, ripe and ready to be shoved into his mouth. I wanted to know how it would feel to have my dick in there. The thought that I was about to experience the sensation for the first time in my life with my beloved coach was beyond sexy.

And then my cock slid slowly between his lips and I suddenly understood the meaning of pure pleasure. After the initial rush of ecstasy had subsided, I just wanted to see how far I could get my dick inside his mouth. I found myself grabbing the back of his head and slamming myself into him, using his throat like it existed solely for my sexual gratification.

I stood him up, made him remove his shirt and then dropped to my knees to see how my mouth would feel sucking his dick. I pulled down his jock to reveal a bright orange flash of pubic hair and a giant cock with a thick, bulging head. I instantly started to suck it with no sense of whether what I was doing was gonna hit the right spots. I just went for it like some kind of slutty cock addict.

But it wasn’t enough. I wanted more. I wanted to nut inside him. I wanted to know how my dick would feel in that marble-chiseled butt of his. The dominant voice in me burst out of my mouth and I heard myself telling him to get on all fours.

I pulled his butt cheeks apart to reveal his hole and then allowed instinct to take over again. I knew if I was gonna slide my throbbing dick into him, his ass would have to be real wet, so figured spit would be the best kind of lubricant. Then I found myself sticking my tongue right up there, getting increasingly excited about the idea of my dick following suit!

I suddenly knew the moment had arrived. It was time to do the thing I’d dreamt of doing ever since my dick started getting hard in my early teens. I lined my cock up with Coach Marko’s tight little hole and started to push…

It slipped in like a hot knife into butter, but I immediately felt the muscles inside his hole clamping hard onto my dick. The experience was so freakin’ intense; way better than I could ever have imagined.

It felt natural to thrust myself in and out of him, but once I’d started doing that, the sensation was so amazing, I just wanted to go harder and deeper; lodge my dick right up there inside his guts. The very act of my thin weedy little body, climbing on top of his huge, muscular, masculine back and using every fiber of strength to hump him hard really turned me on.

I got him on his back and carried on. I wanted to look into his eyes and see the effect my dick was having on him while kissing him deeply. I wanted him so much. I wanted to squirt every last drop of semen from my dick into his body.

With every stroke I knew I was getting closer to the inevitable. It took every last piece of willpower to stop myself from shooting, but I just wasn’t ready for it to end.

They say the best things come to those who wait and the experience of finally letting go and shooting inside Coach Marko was utterly remarkable. I felt the semen forming in my balls and then my entire body started to tingle as it rose up my shaft and burst with remarkable force and energy into his beautiful body.