Let Coach Marshall take Shaun home

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"Shaun, look at Coach Marshall." you say. You make sure Shaun is looking before looking at Coach Marshall yourself.

"Isn't he a sexy motherfuker?" You say. Shaun nods eagerly. You step over Shaun and walk out of the Shower to where Coach is, you walk up behind Coach Marshall, he's a little taller than you but you wrap your arm around his waist, and pull his polo up a bit. His veiny cock has been drained but was still hefty and half hard. You take it in your hand while you are still behind your coach and say "your his now, Shaun. Do you understand?"

Shaun nods, he's on his knees directly in front of Coach Marshall. You can feel coach smiling and his heart racing a little faster again. "Then take him", you whisper in coach's ear "mark him" you clarify. Coach doesn't need another hint, with your hand on his cock still he unleashes a torrent on piss on to Shaun's face and torso, marking him. You grab Coach's cock a bit tighter and aim his cock so the spray goes directly into Shaun's mouth.

"I hope I get credit for finding him first." you say. Coach's grabs the wrist of the hand you have on his cock.

"Boy," he says "you're gonna be his number two I swear to god." You give coach a kiss on the shoulder and leave him and Shaun alone. You pack up and drive home, adrenaline pumping through you after the night you just had.


You see Shaun at school and at practice the same as you always had before that night. But now, he would blush a bit when you talked to him and was always inviting you to dinner at Coach's where he spent most of his nights now.

You loved taking Shaun's sweet ass whenever you could and Coach Marshall made good on his promise that you would be Shaun's number two. But soon other guys on the team were having 'dinner' at Coach's so much so that it was no know that Friday nights after games the whole team would get together and either celebrate or commiserate the game by pumping loads into Shaun's eager holes.

THE END

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