No spare tire graced his heavy boned frame. Once I’d learned the joys of anal sex, I ‘d often caught myself staring at his full muscular butt, imagining cupping it and exploring the seam that disappeared in between.I wasn’t quite sure what Wayne’s problem with the situation was. Gay sex Told him iI had spares and laid it on the line.Yeah, I blackmailed him. He was cringing as he agreed to leave Wayne alone. But, call me evil, it wasn’t enough for me. The power I had over, Coach , this major authority figure in my life, went to my head. ( Although, I know what Coach did was wrong, I don’t have a lot of sympathy for cowards who wait for someone else to make accusations, then jump on the band wagon!) My friend Wayne among them. B, the Math teacher,was tall,thin dark, classically hansome. My hips were meeting his olive ass in wet meaty thwacks. Coach gave up all control to me, and began urging me to pound him harder and harder. I decided, to make sure he knew, neither Carl or I were going to tell anyone. Told him iI had spares and laid it on the line.Yeah, I blackmailed him. He was cringing as he agreed to leave Wayne alone. But, call me evil, it wasn’t
