Coach's MVP

"F-fucking fill me up, boy!" the bull groaned in an almost slutty moan as his orgasm slowed to a trickle of cum before stopping finally, but his student in his ass was still in full swing, the older male feeling spurt after spurt of cum shoot into him as it crashed like a gentle wave against his battered prostate.

After about another full minute of cumming, Thomas's balls were finally drained, and the jets of cum slowed down. "Hnnnnnnnnnng, ahhhhhh...and there's load number two," Thomas said through pants as he leaned slightly against his coach. His cock was still hard and continued to jump and throb as if he was still cumming, but the panther had nothing left. Thomas shifted slightly to feel his own seed squelch around his cock before dripping down his balls to mix with the warm water below. "Oh my god, I don't think I ever came that hard in my life. I am kind of afraid to pull out."

"Heh, kinda don't really want you to either, kid," Ryan chuckled, his chest still heaving as he rode out the euphoric high of being fucked by his student. "Almost wonder if you aren't part horse, with how much you just came! Feels nice, that warm feeling deep inside me again."

Thomas chuckled, the endorphins of the afterglow flowing through him as he leaned forward to nibble on the Ryan's shoulder blade. "And your butt is so tight. It was really hard to last as long as I did. I'm afraid if I cum again, I may give you a stomach bulge or something." Thomas nuzzled against Ryan's back affectionately, chuckling at his own joke and enjoying the warm water running down his skin and hair and cleaning away their cum.

The older male couldn't help but laugh. "A stomach bulge? Thomas, my abs started to fade years ago, so I doubt anyone will notice some extra cum behind this little gut I've got going on!" Ryan admitted. "Especially since I'm a bigger guy than you!"

"Much bigger, but in a good way...and in two ways," Thomas joked as he stroked Wallace's maleness which flopped over his hand. "I honestly cannot wait to get fucked by that thing. Don't know if I won in the cumming contest or not, though. You really did a number on the shower walls." Thomas beckoned over to the wall in front of them which was still covered in a thick-looking glaze. "Janitor is going to freak if we don't at least clean that up."

Chuckling, Ryan reached up and angled the shower head a little bit downward and used the water flowing down his arm, along with his hand, to wash the cum off. "Christ, I really did cum a ton! Guess my balls got a little excited from that prostate pounding!" he laughed.

Taking his hand off of Ryan's member and beginning to pull out, Thomas's ears flicked when there was a slick pop followed by a splatter of cum hitting the tiles between their feet. "Whoa, I really did a number on you. And yeah, you really splattered the wall! Here...let me help get that special, hard to reach place again."

Getting back on his knees, Thomas began to eat out Wallace once again, cleaning out the cum he shot into his partner as well as sawing his tongue in and out with a smirk. He gave the bovine's hole one last kiss and then licked up Ryan's back. "I just can't resist your ass. It's just so nice and fuckable with my tongue and with my cock."

Ryan couldn't help but shudder and moan a little from the panther's tongue, the shivers of pleasure from being eaten out somehow coinciding with the slow lick up his back, making his spent cock somehow manage to dribble a little more cum. "I'm glad to hear that, Thomas, since you're gonna be seeing a lot more of this ass, if things manage to go further between us," Wallace winked, standing up straight and turning around to wrap his powerful arms around the comparatively smaller male protectively. "And I'm sure you'd love that just as much as I would, given how amazing that felt," he winked.

"Oh I'm sure things will manage to go further between us," Thomas said with a purr as he nuzzled into the furrow between the male's wide pectorals. "I cannot let this gorgeous daddy get away from me. And I wouldn't be opposed to getting my hole slobbered on before you pound it, you hunk." Thomas blushed a bit at his lewd language, but he didn't care. He was with someone who pleasured him in several different ways, and the fact that he was open to being in a relationship with him was icing on the romantic cake.

"Someone's awfully confident in his ability to make an old bull fall head over hooves for him," Ryan chuckled, lifting Thomas's chin upward slightly and into a soft, gentle kiss. "Tastes like cum," he smirked, giving the wrestker's lips a playful lick as he slowly pulled away. "So...now that we've made a mess, shall we get cleaned up for real and head to the club?"

Thomas blushed and looked away with a smile, but not before locking eyes with the massive bull that towered over him. "I would like that, yeah. And it's better than sulking and trying to be pitied. You taught me everything I know about college wrestling, Ryan. It's hard not to have some types of feelings there. Plus, you look damn good in tight clothing, so..." Thomas gave a shrug and a chuckle before kissing his coach on the lips with passion behind them. When he pulled away, he added, "Also, if you just want to be friends with benefits, I'm fine with that, too. Constantly switching partners can be really tedious. I like a little consistency, and especially with someone as hot as yourself."

Wallace's lips curved into a warm smile. "Thomas, if I could have you all to myself every day and night for the rest of your college career, and possibly even after, I'd be the happiest man alive. You're a very attractive young man, and that you find this old bull attractive as well makes you one hell of a catch! Plus you're a good kid who's actually fun to be around, and that's hard to find in the jock world."

"Then consider me your exclusive jock catch, Ryan," Thomas said with a smile. "You are a big, burly bull, and you're kind and have really been a mentor to me. That's...really comforting to hear, actually." Thomas began to wash himself, the remains of their sexual experience washing out of his fur. "I can't believe I didn't see you at the club earlier...Do you wear like a mask or something?"

"Nope! Theme nights always attract a ton of people, so it's not surprising that I got lost in the crowd," the bull shrugged, washing himself off. "Plus I'm hardly the only guy my size and build, so you were probably just distracted by someone else."

"Well, you do certainly have my attention now, stud," Thomas flirted as he trailed his index finger across Ryan's back muscles. "And I'd be glad to show you off at the club as my bull daddy, too."

The coach turned and faced Thomas, grinning. "And I'd be more than happy to show you off as my son, or perhaps as my pet, if you're into that idea."

"Oh, if you have the gear, then I'll be your pet, hun," Thomas said with a purr to his voice. The two showered together in the company of one another; touching, groping, and washing each other off. The night was still young, they had a club to hit up, and Thomas was excited to find out what the night had in store for them.