Gay for My Hot Coach Part 1

By Lucas Loveless

Brayden

I've grown up in this small town my entire life. I'm a hero in this town, one of the hottest players on the Football team. This my year. I'm a freaking senior! I'm hot, I'm young, and I'm ready to take life by the horns.
Only I have a secret... I'm attracted to men.
I thought I could keep my secret contained, keep these feelings at bay until I could get out of this town, but then Coach Landon arrived.
Coach Landon has the body of a God and the face of an angel, a wicked angel. He's our new football coach, and whenever I'm around him, I can hardly breathe. My heart starts racing and my blood races, pumping straight in between my legs and making me so hard I want to... well, you get the idea.
The thing is, I think Coach Landon might want me just as bad. Sometimes I catch him sneaking glances at me when I'm undressing in the locker room. But he doesn't act on it.
We both know it's forbidden in this town for two men to fool around, especially the coach and his player!
But one night after a game, the coach invites me over to his house... In his garage, we toe the line of the forbidden... My mouth waters for him... The coach puts his hands on me... Two men full of desire for each other can't stop themselves, and the coach and I have a night that will change everything!

This is part one of a two part story. It contains explicit gay sex and erotica scenes and is intended for a mature audience.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lucas Loveless
• Release date: Apr 3, 2020
• ISBN: 9780463316283

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Gay for My Hot Coach

Part 1

Written by Lucas Loveless

One

It almost worried me how much I thought about my coach's cock. I was in high school, 19 and so full of pent up sexual urges I was about ready to burst.

Coach Landon Carl entered my science class on a cool Monday morning. He was tall and broad shouldered with a trimmed scruff of facial hair, short and dark, along his sharp jaw. He looked to be in his thirties, and from the way he walked into the room and smiled, I knew he was the kind of man that could ruin a closeted small-town gay jock like me.

How's everyone doing? Coach Landon asked the class. My name is Mr. Carl. Landon Carl. You guys can call me Coach Carl if you like. I'll be your new biology teacher, and I also teach the football team here at Ellington High School. He flashed the class the sexiest smile I had ever seen. Go bears!

I sat in the back of the classroom like I always did with my buddies Sean and William.

Brayden, bro, I didn't know we were getting a new coach, William whispered. He sat in the desk behind me. He shoved my shoulder. This dude looks like a badass. I bet he's a real hardass on the field.

A lump formed in my throat. I stared at the front of the room, at the coach, noticing just how the buttons of his shirt weren't done all the way, revealing the very, very top of his muscular chest. Yeah, he looks intense, I said nervously.

For the rest of class, my eyes feasted on Coach Landon. He was wearing black slacks that made his butt and legs look firm and rock solid. When he turned around to write on the board, I noticed a few of the girls at the front of room giggling and checking him out.

Lucky girls, I thought. I frowned and slouched in my seat, wishing I could join them and talk about how hot I thought he was. I mean, I could bounce a quarter off his butt.

Halfway through class, Coach Landon rolled up his sleeves to his forearms. He did it slowly, like he knew he was teasing the horny young gay jock at the back of the classroom. Who can tell me about the definition of a bio dome? He looked around the room for a fresh victim student to call out. Uh, who's in the back? He grabbed his clipboard off the desk to see what name went with what student. Brayden?

I didn't even hear my name. I had been in a trance, like I was watching the coach in slow motion. I drooled as he rolled up his sleeves. My mind wandered as he licked his lips. I saw his eyes, gorgeous and hazel. They looked at me, and I had no clue that he had even asked me a question. I was lost in a daydream.

Yo, Brayden! Sean reached over from beside me and punched me in the shoulder. You're spacing out. This isn't a football game, bro. He and William snickered with one another.

I shook my head and looked up, realizing that the class was staring at me. My cheeks turned red. I sat up straight and cleared my throat. Uh, sorry, what was the question?

Coach Landon lowered his head and chuckled. "Maybe you should start paying attention better in