The locker room was quiet, although you’d be lying if this wasn’t your intent. You enjoyed showering alone, and spending a few moments with Coach before he locked up for the night was always something you’d look forward to. He tended not to wear much when it was just the two of you around, giving you a nice good look at his big round ass and belly. It was a motivation to keep playing on the team at least, if not for the scholarship.

You find yourself alone with him, the big man standing just on the other side of the room, only wearing his usual tight polo and a jockstrap. You wanted to ask something else, anything else, but you didn’t have time to jerk off like you normally did. It was now or never, right?

“Coach... I wanted to know if you could… help me with something.” You say after a moment of silence, Coach turning in your direction with a smile, standing near a bench and crossing his arms. “It’s a bit late for that now, boy. We can try something next week, alright?”

“No... I...” Your voice feels raspy, but the feeling in your crotch convinces you to keep talking. “I wanted to know... how to top someone.”

The other man quirks an eyebrow, remaining silent for a moment.

Coach grunts as he hits the floor, his jockstrap letting you see just about everything. “Alright, if you really wanna learn how to fuck, get over here. The best way is just to teach you firsthand...”

You get on your knees as well, nestling yourself between his thick legs with your cock in your hand - You’re already hard, throbbing almost, letting out a moan as your skin connects with his, rubbing the head against his entrance. Your precum gives you enough lubrication to grind and smear yourself over his hole, feeling like this might just be enough to send you over the edge.

“Hah, don’t get too excited, boy, won’t be much of a lesson if you nut now.” Coach’s voice chides you gently, but his labored breath tells you he’s just as turned on, his jockstrap keeping his erection hidden, but not totally hidden.

“You gotta slide that pole right in, but make sure you don’t hit the sides. No good that way.” You nod your head, feeling the head press against his pucker as you push inside, facing some resistance as you slowly, finally make your way inside.

“That’s... Ungh, that’s it. That’s right...” Coach gasps, gripping the bench for support as he tries to angle himself to meet you better. “Pushing past the ring can be tough if the bottom isn’t fully ready, you gotta go nice and slow. Next time we’ll work on that... Now, press in, slowly...”

You do as you’re told, feeling less resistance as you penetrate, feeling the other man’s warm walls close around your cock in a way you can’t even describe.

“That’s it... all the way to the hilt, boy. Now, grab my hips for support so you can start to push, really push this time.” Your hands shake as you grab, gripping his love handles as you push harder, and then back out again. Coach continues to blare orders, but you can’t really pay attention as you move in and out, eyes rolling back in your head as Coach leans against the bench, a satisfied smile on his face as you keep fucking him...