Gay for My Hot Coach Part 2

By Lucas Loveless

Brayden

Coach Landon gave me one of the hottest nights of my life in his garage. Hell, I could still taste him after he drove me home. But he said it would never happen again, that it was a one time thing.
I tried to ignore my feelings for my football coach, but that only made them stronger. It seemed the coach's feelings for me only got stronger, too.
After another football game, we couldn't help ourselves. Coach took my virginity in the locker room, and after that, it was all bets off. Coach Landon and I would start the hottest, most forbidden and secret affair this town had ever known.

This story contains explicit scenes of gay sex and erotica. It is intended for mature readers.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lucas Loveless
• Release date: Apr 3, 2020
• ISBN: 9780463929049

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Part 2

Written by Lucas Loveless

This story begins immediately where Gay for My Hot Coach Part 1 left off.

One

I sat restless in the back of biology class on Monday. I was wearing jeans and a t shirt, sneakers on my feet that tapped the floor as I shook my foot nervously. I bit on the edge of my pencil, and I couldn't take my eyes off the man at the front of the room.

Coach Landon must have dressed that way on purpose to tease me. Those slacks looked too good on his ass. That tight sweater showed his muscles off in a way that when he moved his arms we could all see them flex.

Some of the girls at the front of the room giggled and passed notes, probably about how cute the coach was. And I was jealous once again, that they were looking at my man. But they didn't know what I knew, what his cock tasted like!

Yo. Brayden. William tapped me on the shoulder. He looked down at my feet. Where did you get that leather jacket? It's pretty cool.

I glanced down at the floor. I had brought the coach's jacket with me to school, my little reason for approaching him after class. It was the only thing I was thankful for after Friday night, that he had left me while I was still wearing it. Don't worry about it, man, I answered William.

They didn't know. No one knew. About me coach Landon's little secret. Our dirty little secret. One he was going to try and hide, and I should have wanted to hide it, too. But I couldn't help myself. If that beautiful bastard wanted to okay game with this football player, he was in for a rough quarter!

The bell rang. Everyone else got up and left the room. And as I had planned, I was alone with Coach. I snatched his jacket up off the floor and approached him at the white board. His back was turned to me and he was erasing what he had written during class. Coach Landon?

He didn't turn around. You should be getting to your next class, Brayden.

But I have this for you, coach. I hold up his leather jacket, wondering if he'll know that all weekend I was stealing sniffs of it to reminded of his cologne. Coach?

He turned around. He saw the jacket, but he didn't react. He wouldn't look at me. Keep it. He went to his desk and began shuffling through papers, just something to do to keep his attention off me.

You don't want it back? I asked. I was disappointed because I figured our interaction would have gone on longer than this. Getting angry, I stepped to him. I was even so bold as to shove myself in between him and his desk. Coach, this is an expensive jacket. You don't want it back? Come on.

What are you doing, Brayden? He snarled at me. But he didn't back away. His nostrils flared as he breathed in deep, and he lowered his voice to a husky growl. Damn it, are you, are you wearing cologne, Brayden?

Maybe. Being so close to him made my heart pound. He had smelled the cologne I put on for him. Good. Now if he could just lean in and get a better whiff, maybe even a taste. Do you like it, Coach?

God damn it! He grabbed my sides, just under my ribs, and he shoved me back against his desk. He made me drop his jacket onto the floor. What is it that you want, Brayden?

There were so many ways I could answer that. What did I want? For him to pick me up and put me on his desk, spread my legs and take advantage of me. What did I want? For him to shove his tongue into my mouth. What did I want? For him to put my swelling cock back into his mouth. I wanted to stroke my fingers along the fine, short hairs of his trimmed beard. I wanted to taste his manhood again, taste his come at the back of my throat.

Coach, I want... You know what I want. It was harder to breathe, harder to stand up straight. My knees felt like they were going to break under the pressure of his intense stare. I want-

He squeezed my sides. He moved closer, pinning me against the desk now where my butt rested on the edge. He pressed his groin against mine, and whether he meant to or not, he made his erection known. It was thick, and hard, pressing through his slacks.

I told you, Coach growled. "What happened Friday night was a mistake. It never should have happened. I'm surprised you haven't told your buddies about it. You're not man enough for something like this, Brayden.

Reviews for Gay for My Hot Coach Part 2

[Russ Phillips · Rating: 5 out of 5 stars]

Incredibly hot story of the love between a coach and one of his players. The writing is great — the characters are well thought out and so real — and Loveless’ descriptions of events will have you believing that you are there with them and keep you wanting more! Lucas Loveless has become my favorite author without a doubt!