My coach grabbed me from behind, pressing me against his chest. He ran his hands over my body, squeezing me hard. His grip strong, I felt my body trembling with anticipation as his lips descended onto mine. It was a kiss like no other; passionate and hot, my moan echoing through the empty hallway.
Browsing: team dynamics
I opened the locker room door and gasped at what I saw. Our muscular coach and our team’s most talented player together, their sweat-sheened bodies intertwined, groping and grinding in an erotically charged display of same-sex desire. This was no mere midgame coaching; this was an act of forbidden pleasure.