Just before his mouth closed around me, I saw the water gather on his lips. Water poured over us as I pressed our bodies together. Gay sex My hands held his hips as I sank deeper. His lips parted slightly. You trained high school athletes.”A soft smile curved his lips.”I was one of them.”He turned and walked to the door. He reached out and took hold of my cock, his grip steady, neither rough nor gentle. The shirt underneath came off next, exposing flushed skin glistening with sweat and steam. One hand rested at his neck with subtle pressure. Unblinking.We stood inches apart, body heat colliding but still not touching. His hand lingered between my legs, fingers ghosting over skin, and then he spoke. Pressing my cock against him, I let him feel the weight of what was coming.”You want your coach to fuck you,” I said. We stayed there, locked in heat and steam, unmoving. The sound echoed off the tile and I kissed his shoulder to quiet it.”This is our secret.””Yes.””No one else.””No.””You liked it.”There was a pause.
