Coach’s Protein Shake(2)💦

Chapter 5.

No Witness.

Alex’s POV

Marcus didn’t give me time to think. He just grabbed my wrist and yanked me toward the big open mats. My shorts were already halfway down my legs and my dick was bouncing around like it had its own plan. I almost tripped. Felt like a total idiot but my heart was racing too fast to care.

He pushed me down on all fours. The mat was cool under my palms. Marcus shoved his shorts low enough to pull his cock out. It was thick and heavy and slapped against my ass cheek. He spit in his hand real quick and rubbed it on himself.

“Fuck this is stupid,” he muttered. “Wife’s probably wondering why I’m not home yet. Texting me about the baby moving around. And I’m here ready to raw my brother’s best friend like some horny asshole.”

I let out a nervous laugh that came out more like a whimper. “Coach you sure about this?”

He didn’t answer with words. Just lined up and pushed in. The burn made me suck in a sharp breath. He went slow at first but I could feel how bad he wanted it. His hands gripped my hips hard enough to leave marks. “Shit you’re tight,” he groaned. “Can’t believe I’m doing this shit.”

He started thrusting. The sound of skin slapping filled the empty gym. Every push knocked a little grunt out of me. I felt shy as hell getting fucked out in the open like this. Anybody could have walked by during normal hours and seen everything.

Marcus reached under me and started jerking my cock. His strokes were rough. “Look at you dripping all over the mat already. Such a greedy little thing for Coach.” He sounded pissed at himself for enjoying it. “My brother would beat my ass if he knew I was buried balls deep in you right now.”

That thought made my face go hot. I buried it against my arm trying to muffle the noises coming out of me. Marcus sped up. He got rougher like the guilt was making him fuck harder. He leaned over my back and breathed hot against my neck. “Say it. Tell me how much you want Coach’s dick.”

“I want it Coach,” I mumbled. My voice sounded small and shaky even to me.

He pulled out suddenly and flipped me onto my back. Now I had to look at his face. Eyes dark. Jaw clenched. Like he was mad at both of us. He hooked my legs over his shoulders and slid back in deep. The new angle hit something that made my toes curl.

We didn’t stay there long. Marcus got paranoid and dragged me into the locker room next. He bent me over one of the wooden benches. My cheek pressed against the cold metal. He took off his jockstrap and stuffed it in my mouth. It tasted salty and sweaty. I moaned around it while he pounded me from behind. The bench creaked loud under us.

“Keep quiet,” he hissed even though he was the noisy one. “Janitor could still be hanging around.”

And yeah right on time we heard the keys jingling again. Footsteps coming down the hall outside the locker room. Marcus didn’t even slow down. He just clamped his big hand over my mouth on top of the gag and fucked me harder. My eyes went wide.

The danger made everything feel way too intense. My cock was leaking all over the bench.

The footsteps got close. Paused right outside for a second. Then they moved on. Marcus let out this shaky laugh that sounded a little crazy. “See what you do to me? Almost got caught and I still can’t stop.”

After that he pulled me up and took me to the sauna. The hot air hit us like a slap. Marcus sat on the bench and dragged me onto his lap. I sank down on his cock slow. Felt every inch in the heat.

He held my hips and made me ride him while sweat poured down both our bodies.

“Ride it good,” he said. His voice was rough.

“That’s it. Good boy.” The guilt was still in his eyes but the heat was winning. “Gonna pump you full so you feel me tomorrow when you’re chilling with my brother.”

I gave a breathless laugh at how fucked up that was. My shyness was pretty much gone by then.

Marcus looked up at me with heavy eyes. “Can’t believe I’m breeding my brother’s best friend in my own damn gym. Wife would kick me out tonight if she knew.”

He started thrusting up harder. The wet sounds echoed in the small room. I was dripping all over his stomach. Marcus grabbed my cock and stroked me fast in time with his hips.

When he got close he flipped us again. Pinned me down on the bench and fucked me deep and quick. Grunting with every thrust. “Fuck… I’m gonna cum. You want Coach’s load inside you?”

I nodded like crazy. Couldn’t talk right.

Marcus shoved in all the way and came hard. I felt the hot spurts deep inside. Pulse after pulse. He kept grinding through it like he wanted to push it even deeper. Muttering curses and my name all mixed up.

He stayed buried in me for a minute after.

Breathing heavy. Forehead against mine. Then the guilt came flooding back into his face. “This can’t happen again,” he said. But we both knew he was full of shit.

I just gave him a tired little grin. “Yeah okay Coach.”

He pulled out slow. His cum started leaking out of me onto the bench. He stared at it then used his thumb to push some back in. “Keep it there,” he muttered. Half command half something else.

We cleaned up quick after that. Wiping down everything like we were hiding a crime scene. My legs felt weak and my ass was sore in that deep aching way. I got dressed while Marcus watched me with that same mixed up look.

Before I left he caught my wrist. “Text me when you make it home.”

I nodded. Still feeling shy about the whole thing. Walking out to my car every step reminded me what he’d done. Cum shifting inside me. Ass throbbing.

And yeah. I already knew I’d be signing up for another late session real soon.