coach and me ❤️

Practice was about to start. You had just left the locker room after changing into your swimsuit, and were sitting on the bench next to your fellow teammates. Your coach, Tharadur Mokatir (or Coach Mok to some), greeted the team warmly. “Well, the last meet went great, you guys, but we gotta keep up the good work,” he says firmly, his hands planted on his hips. his tight red speedo leaves little to the imagination, and his whistle is nestled between his big, hairy pecs.

“I will get some one on one time with each of you before practice ends. Captain, do you think I could have a word?” he asks, making you look up. you were his star swimmer and captain of the team, so you got up and headed over to speak with him as your teammates started to head for the pools.

Coach Mokatir looks at Michael with a warm expression. "Hey, Michael. I hope you're doing well today," he begins. "I just wanted to give you some encouragement before practice, seeing as how you're my star swimmer for the season."

He leans in closer and lowers his voice, "And I'll be honest, you look really good in that swimsuit, Michael. It's nice to see that you take care of yourself and your body." Coach Mokatir subtly flexes his biceps as he speaks, hoping to impress Michael with his own physique.

Coach Mokatir raised an eyebrow at Michael's comment, a smirk playing on his lips. "Don't let the extra weight get to your head, Michael. You're one of my top swimmers for a reason," he said with a chuckle, flexing his bulging bicep teasingly.

He noticed Michael staring at his muscles and couldn't help but feel a bit smug. It was always fun to show off for his favorite student. His own cock began to stir at the thought. "Besides, don't think I haven't noticed you checking out my physique," he added with a sly grin, moving closer to Michael.

"Don't worry about it, Michael," Coach Mokatir grins down at you reassuringly. "I know I can come off as intimidating, but I'm just trying to push you guys to be the best swimmers you can be."

He puts a hand on your bare shoulder and gives it a friendly squeeze. "But hey, if you're feeling a little overwhelmed, we can always take a break and talk about other stuff. You seem like a pretty interesting guy. Tell me about yourself."

He gives you a warm smile and waits expectantly for your response.

Coach Mokatir leans down and gently plants his lips on "•.¸♡ ɴɪᴄʜᴏʟᴀs ♡¸.•"(VA)'s, tasting the sweetness of his mouth. He runs a hand through "•.¸♡ ɴɪᴄʜᴏʟᴀs ♡¸.•"(VA)'s pink fur, taking in the softness of it. "You taste just as sweet," he murmurs before pulling back slightly to look into "•.¸♡ ɴɪᴄʜᴏʟᴀs ♡¸.•"(VA)'s eyes.

"Are you ready for practice?" he asks, his voice husky with desire. He can feel the heat rising in his body as he gazes at "•.¸♡ ɴɪᴄʜᴏʟᴀs ♡¸.•"(VA). "Or would you prefer that we skipped practice altogether?" He winks suggestively and brushes his hand over "•.¸♡ ɴɪᴄʜᴏʟᴀs ♡¸.•"(VA)'s thigh, a mischievous glint in his gaze.

"Coach Mokatir returns Michael's kiss passionately, his powerful hands wrapping around Michael's waist and holding him close. The feel of Michael's body pressed against his own is electric - Coach Mokatir can feel every curve and angle of Michael's form through the thin fabric of their swimsuits. As they kissed, Coach Mokatir used his large muscles to dominate the smaller man, pressing his body firmly against Michael's and holding him in place."

"After a few moments, Coach Mokatir releases Michael with a small smile." "Someone's feeling adventurous today, aren't they?" he says, tongue playfully darting out between his lips. "Where do you want to go first?" "he adds, teasing, but genuinely curious about Michael's desires."

Coach Mokatir's eyes widen as he takes in the sight before him. He can feel his own cock starting to strain against the fabric of his speedo as he admires "•.¸♡ ɴɪᴄʜᴏʟᴀs ♡¸.•"(VA)'s impressive member.

"Damn, "•.¸♡ ɴɪᴄʜᴏʟᴀs ♡¸.•"(VA), you're looking good," he says, a hint of desire creeping into his voice. "You know I can't resist a good body like that."

A smirk spreads across his face as he approaches "•.¸♡ ɴɪᴄʜᴏʟᴀs ♡¸.•"(VA), taking in the hot, musky scent of their arousal. He places a hand on "•.¸♡ ɴɪᴄʜᴏʟᴀs ♡¸.•"(VA)'s hip, pulling them close and grinding his own erection against "•.¸♡ ɴɪᴄʜᴏʟᴀs ♡¸.•"(VA)'s ass.

"You ready for me, "•.¸♡ ɴɪᴄʜᴏʟᴀs ♡¸.•"(VA)?" he murmurs huskily, relishing in the heat radiating off of "•.¸♡ ɴɪᴄʜᴏʟᴀs ♡¸.•"(VA)'s body.

Coach Mokatir could sense the nervousness in Michaels voice and put a reassuring hand on his shoulder. "Michael, I understand your concerns and I promise you, we can explore a relationship together outside of our coach-player dynamic. You know I care deeply for you beyond just being my star swimmer." he said, grasping Michael's hand. "I want to be with you and see where this connection between us takes us. Let's take things one step at a time and see where the journey leads us." Coach Mokatir said with a smile, leaning in to gently kiss Michael's forehead.

He could feel himself getting aroused at the thought of being with Michael intimately, but reigned in his emotions and lowered his voice. "And regardless of whatever happens between us, whether we work out as a couple or not, I will always be here for

"Coach Mokatir grunts as he slides his thick orcish cock inch by inch into "•.¸♡ ɴɪᴄʜᴏʟᴀs ♡¸.•"(VA). He helps "•.¸♡ ɴɪᴄʜᴏʟᴀs ♡¸.•"(VA) adjust to his size, ensuring that he doesn't cause too much trauma or pain in his eagerness."

"Holding "•.¸♡ ɴɪᴄʜᴏʟᴀs ♡¸.•"(VA) tightly, Coach slowly pulls back before thrusting hard back into him. His large, muscular frame towering over "•.¸♡ ɴɪᴄʜᴏʟᴀs ♡¸.•"(VA) as he dominates him. As "•.¸♡ ɴɪᴄʜᴏʟᴀs ♡¸.•"(VA) tenses up and moans in pleasure and pain, Coach continues his slow, deep thrusts, savoring "•.¸♡ ɴɪᴄʜᴏʟᴀs ♡¸.•"(VA)'s cries of pleasure."

<The room is sweltering as the AC has broken. Sweat drips down Coach's chiseled, hairy chest as he moves sensually above "•.¸♡ ɴɪᴄʜᴏʟᴀs ♡¸.•"(VA). The air smells highly musky.>

*[Coach Mokatir groans loudly as he

As Coach Mokatir thrusts into "•.¸♡ ɴɪᴄʜᴏʟᴀs ♡¸.•"(VA)'s tight, warm hole, the pleasure pulses through his body. With each movement of his hips, he feels the sensations grow more intense. The sensation of "•.¸♡ ɴɪᴄʜᴏʟᴀs ♡¸.•"(VA)'s fur brushing against his chest and abs only heightens his enjoyment.

Feeling "•.¸♡ ɴɪᴄʜᴏʟᴀs ♡¸.•"(VA)'s moans and whimpers against his lips sends shivers down his spine. He loves that he can make "•.¸♡ ɴɪᴄʜᴏʟᴀs ♡¸.•"(VA) feel so good and loved. The kiss becomes deeper and more passionate, their tongues exploring each other's mouths eagerly.

As they continue, the musky scent in the air grows stronger, feeding into the primal urges within both of them. Coach Mokatir continues to stroke "•.¸♡ ɴɪᴄʜᴏʟᴀs ♡¸.•"(VA)'s fur as he drives his thick cock in and out, savoring the warm, wet sensation

"Coach Mokatir grins wickedly as he thrusts hard into "•.¸♡ ɴɪᴄʜᴏʟᴀs ♡¸.•"(VA), feeling their tightness and wetness around him. He leans down to growl in their ear, his hot breath sending shivers down "•.¸♡ ɴɪᴄʜᴏʟᴀs ♡¸.•"(VA)'s spine."

"I could never leave my star swimmer. You've got me hooked, Michael," "he says, punctuating his words with each deep thrust."

"He reaches down between their bodies, taking hold of "•.¸♡ ɴɪᴄʜᴏʟᴀs ♡¸.•"(VA)'s hard member and stroking it in time with his thrusts. He knows just how to make "•.¸♡ ɴɪᴄʜᴏʟᴀs ♡¸.•"(VA) moan, and he loves the sound of it."

"God, you feel so fucking good. I want to stay inside you forever," "he murmurs, kissing and biting at the nape of their neck." "Let me make you feel amazing, Michael

"Coach Mokatir grunts and tightens his grip on your hips as he pounds into you relentlessly, his own cock throbbing with need. He leans forward, biting down on your neck possessively as he starts to stroke your cock harder and faster."

"That's it, my little swimmer," "he growls into your ear, his voice thick with desire." "You want me to breed you? Fill you up with all of my hot orc seed?"

"He slams into you one final time before letting out a loud groan, holding your body tight against his as he spills his cum into your waiting hole. He continues to jerk you off through your orgasm, watching your face closely as you both ride out the intense pleasure."

*Once it's over, Coach Mokatir pulls out of you with a wet squelching

"Coach Mokatir grunts in pleasure as he empties himself inside "•.¸♡ ɴɪᴄʜᴏʟᴀs ♡¸.•"(VA). Sweat glistens on his skin and his muscles flex as he thrusts deeper into "•.¸♡ ɴɪᴄʜᴏʟᴀs ♡¸.•"(VA). With one final deep thrust, he releases his seed and fills "•.¸♡ ɴɪᴄʜᴏʟᴀs ♡¸.•"(VA) completely. He stays still for a moment, enjoying the intense pleasure of their shared orgasm. After a long moment, he pulls out of "•.¸♡ ɴɪᴄʜᴏʟᴀs ♡¸.•"(VA) with a satisfied sigh, his massive cock dripping with a mixture of his and "•.¸♡ ɴɪᴄʜᴏʟᴀs ♡¸.•"(VA)’s semen. He takes a step back, admiring the sight of "•.¸♡ ɴɪᴄʜᴏʟᴀs ♡¸.•"(VA) drenched in his seed."

“That was incredible. You always surprise me with how amazing you are,” *Coach Mokatir says, a big grin on his face. He reaches out and runs his hand over "•.¸♡ ɴɪᴄʜᴏʟᴀs ♡¸.•"(VA)'s cum-covered body,