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Subject: Ezra Chapter 4 DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to any persons living or dead is coincidental and unintentional. This story contains sex between a man and a teenage boy. If this is illegal or offensive to you, please stop reading. This is a work of fantasy. In the real world, don’t do such things. And always remember to play safely. This is a novel that I started during NaNoWriMo and kept going. It’s not all smut all the time (but there is plenty of smut, don’t worry) Comments, questions, chat? Hit me up at ail Be nice. If you are able, please donate to Nifty to keep it fty/donate.html copyright 2019-2020 Kenai Grayson Chapter 4 School proved to be difficult now. Not because of the subjects being taught, but because Ezra couldn’t keep still. He could feel his asshole tingling, and he had to shift a lot to keep it from being uncomfortable. Gym was the hardest. Seeing Coach every day in those tight and skimpy clothes. Knowing those obviously protruding nipples were getting a workover. Knowing full well what he was hiding underneath, but never being able to see it. On Wednesday during gym, Coach called Ezra to his office. They went up the stairs, and Ezra waited for Coach to say something. On the corner of his desk was a bundle of clothes that were recognizably gym clothes. “Those are for you, boy. We finally got more in that are more your size. Try them on?” Ezra wasted no time stripping down, giving Coach a show. He put on the new clothes, and they had gone from being a size too big to a size too small. Ezra didn’t mind the shorts, as short as they were, but the shirt came nowhere near the top of his shorts. His stomach was clearly visible. “You sure about this, Coach?” Coach ran two fingers across the bared flesh and Ezra shivered. “Absolutely certain. I want to see you dressed like this every day…” “You don’t think the students are going to say anything?” “No, most of the older boys wear them like that anyway. You saw Jackson on your first day here. The kids will think the upperclassmen are rubbing off on you.” And from then on, that was Ezra’s uniform. No one said a word to anyone about it. Ezra enjoyed knowing that Coach was watching him more, but it made him want to rip those shorts off and bury his face in Coach’s jockstrap. The weekends proved to be something that Ezra looked forward to. He didn’t even ask anymore. His parents just knew he would be over with Jackson. His dad even stopped complaining he was gone until Sundays, which was a relief. For their part, Coach and Ezra would screw around all day Saturday while Jackson was gone. Ezra would find any excuse to stay up late on Friday to be with Coach, and eventually, Jackson stopped questioning it. He would just go to bed, and Ezra would wait until he knew he was asleep before pouncing on Coach. He had known his son well, and Jackson never once woke up in the middle of the night wondering where Ezra was. During the week, Ezra would sit in his room and pull on his nipples all the time. Coach said he could tell by how the boy reacted when they were together. One night, Coach brought out some little yellow things. He squished one, licked the hollow end, and placed it on Ezra’s nipple. Ezra gasped when Coach let go. Same thing for the other side. Coach then put a set on himself before they started playing. “That’s called a snakebite kit. Usually used for sucking venom from wounds, but they are perfect for nipple play,” Coach said, tugging on Ezra’s, making his legs twitch. They left them on for a while before Coach pulled them off. Ezra’s nipples had never been that large or sensitive, and he was already loving it. Coach snuck them into Ezra’s bag on the way home. Ezra made sure to hide them well but played with them every night. It wasn’t until the first chill that he noticed anything. It made his nipples hard, and they never went back down. His sweatshirt pressed down on them and gave him one more thing to try and ignore. Coach noticed in gym class and rubbed his own in approval. After class, when no one was looking, Coach pinched them through Ezra’s shirt and almost made him yelp. Football, and therefore marching season was coming to an end. Coach had come to every game to see Jackson play, and had gotten into the band for his first time ever to cheer on Ezra. The band made it through area, then regionals, then onto state competition. Coach, Jackson, and all the lunch friends had made the trip to support him. He wasn’t expecting that, as his parents hadn’t come to a single game all year. They didn’t win but came in 3rd, which was more than they had done before. Everyone was so excited. The football team won state for the billionth time in a row. The band wasn’t allowed to march, but Coach brought Ezra along to watch. Most of the guys from the lunch table were also on the team, and the girls either didn’t want to come or had other reasons for being there already. Ezra sat with Coach while he explained all the things Ezra had been seeing all season. It all made sense now, and he found himself really enjoying the game for the first time. They celebrated after the big win and went home. Jackson was exhausted from playing and went to bed early. Coach and Ezra celebrated in their own way. Every Friday night and all day Saturday. But in the middle, Ezra always had to sneak back into Jackson’s room. Always full and desiring more, and always alone. Ezra dreamed of what it would be like to sleep next to Coach all night. Sometimes they would nap on Saturday afternoon, and Ezra always felt so relaxed after. He piled up a blanket next to him at home to see if they would help. It did, a little, but nothing compared to the real thing. And then Christmas break came. Ezra wasn’t bored, but he was lonely. His dad had taken them on a ski trip, but he was a much better skier, so he and his work friends went off on the harder slopes. This whole thing was a work trip. His dad had felt guilty about leaving the family behind on Christmas, so he brought them along too. His mother only left the bar to sleep. So Ezra was left alone, hitting the slopes by himself. He liked skiing and he wasn’t too bad at it, but he had been looking forward to spending a lot of time with Coach and Jackson. Luckily, they returned with a week left on break, and he begged his parents to let him see his friend. They relented and Ezra packed a bigger bag. They greeted him like a long-lost friend. They caught up on their shows, ate a lot, and Jackson picked up some extra post-Christmas shifts at work. Ezra and Coach wasted no time at all. Coach would still have to work the boy open after not seeing him for a while, but it was getting faster. After three weeks apart, though, Coach had some work cut out for him. They didn’t mind. Ezra loved the attention and Coach loved making him squirm. The first night he was there, though, something was off. Jackson was more mischievous than he normally was and Coach, well, he was enigmatic as ever. It wasn’t until they were getting ready for bed and Jackson pulled off his shirt that the truth was revealed. He had gotten his nipples pierced. Two small rings dangled from his chest. “How on Earth did you do that?” Ezra asked. “They do it with a needle.” “Thanks, I kinda knew that… Did it hurt?” “Yeah, kinda. They’re now super sensitive. Once they heal up, I won’t be allowed to wear them to school. But right now is fine. I won’t be changing around anyone for them to see.” “Does your dad know about this?” “Yeah, if course. I’m under eighteen, so he had to sign off on it.” “He let you do that?” “Sure did. He likes piercings. Not so fond of tattoos, though. He got his done too.” Sure enough, later that night, Ezra saw them for the first time. They were much bigger than Jackson’s but fit him perfectly. “What do you think?” “I think they look amazing. I am a little surprised.” “About what?” “That you got them. That you let Jackson get them. It’s unexpected, that’s all.” “Piercings can heal if you don’t want them anymore. Tattoos are permanent, so it’s a bigger choice. Jackson can get anything he likes pierced, as long as he doesn’t wear them to school. And that’s their rule, not mine.” Ezra reached up to touch them, but Coach backed away. “They’re still healing, so we can’t play with them quite yet. Once they are healed fully, you can tug on them all you like. For now, we’ll just have to play with yours.” “How do you like them?” “They’re great. Adds more sensitivity to them. My shirts feel even better.” Ezra got naked like Coach and Coach stuck the snakebites on him to get him worked up. He had gotten used to the sensation from playing with his set at home. They were definitely getting bigger. Coach made a comment about his improvement and went into his closet. Ezra followed him in so he could keep watching the big man. Coach dug around until he found what he was looking for. They looked a lot like the snakebite kit, and Coach said they were specifically designed for nipples and were a little more intense. He wasn’t kidding. Ezra loved it though. Their time together was brief and intense. They made up for lost time easily. They played in the siirt escort tub and the shower. They fucked every which way across the bed. Usually, Coach was on top, but sometimes he let Ezra ride him. Ezra was fully satisfied by the time school started again. Ezra still had the same lunch as Jackson and his friends. Ezra was now fully part of their group as if he had grown up with them. Ezra found out he made the soccer team from tryouts at the end of last semester. Coach was in charge of that group. Ezra hoped he hadn’t just given him a spot, but on the first days of practice, it was obvious he had earned his spot. He wasn’t the best on the team, but he was close. He was also the only freshman on the varsity team. He was extraordinarily fast for his size. He explained to Coach one night in bed that it was another side effect of his surgery. It had affected his twitch muscles, making them more responsive, which meant he was faster and had better control of his feet. Coach said that had explained a lot of things, but Ezra didn’t know what that meant. Jackson ran track, and they all practiced at the same time after school. They would often drop Ezra home after practice when his mom didn’t show up. The uniform for soccer was the exact same style as gym clothes, but sturdier and could stay on better. Coach again got Ezra one that was too small on purpose, but on the first day of practice, all the guys cut the bottoms of their shirts off. They said it was tradition and would help once it got hot again. Finally, Ezra’s mom talked with Coach to see if he would just bring him home every day. It was easier and less of a hassle, at least for her. Coach had no problem with that. It meant he could get Ezra to help gather equipment after practice while they waited for Jackson to join them. On Fridays, they would just go straight to Coach and Jackson’s house, where they would all get cleaned up as soon as they got home. Coach would sometimes sneak into where Ezra was while Jackson was in the other part of the house. At first, Ezra was nervous but quickly learned that Jackson loved taking long showers and was completely oblivious to the goings-on around him. Concert and Jazz season were this semester, and Ezra had earned spots in both top bands. Their performances wouldn’t be until later in the year, but Ezra got his practice in on the piano over the weekends. He had his own at home for daily practice, but Coach and Jackson had talked him into playing for them too. The semester dragged on, and Ezra lived by his routine. The soccer team did well, but not enough to make it to state. Coach and Jackson came to the concerts, even though they were sort of bored by the lack of action. They enjoyed the music, though. Both preferred the jazz band. Both groups won all sorts of awards that didn’t really matter to Ezra. He made straight A’s that year. Summer break came finally, but it wasn’t at all as Ezra expected. He had hoped that the time off would allow him to go see Coach and Jackson more often, but the opposite became true. Ezra’s mother had had a slight change of heart and wanted Ezra home. Not that she wanted him to be spending time with her, she just didn’t want him out so much. It didn’t make a whole lot of sense. Ezra thought she wanted something to control, and he was the only thing available. He occasionally got to spend a weekend over there, but it was nothing like during the year. One day, Ezra was alone in his room pulling on his nipples, when there was a knock at the door. He didn’t have time to react before it was opened. He was mortified that his mother had found him but was delighted that Coach’s large frame filled the door instead. “Coach! What are you doing here?” “Just admiring the view,” Coach said, staring at Ezra’s chest. “Ok, but no really… I don’t think you’ve ever been in here before.” “I haven’t. I’m supposed to be telling you to pack a bag, but I promise it doesn’t matter what you bring. Except shoes, bring durable but comfortable shoes and socks.” Ezra heard his mother coming and quickly pulled on his clothes before she got there. “Ezra, Coach Myers has asked if he can take you camping with Jackson. Would you like to go?” “Yeah, absolutely!” “Where was that enthusiasm the last time we went camping, young man?” “Probably spoiled by you and dad fighting the whole trip down there.” “Do not say such things in front of guests! Now, quickly pack a bag. They’re waiting on you.” She left, and Ezra grabbed his bag. Coach stayed and shut the door behind him. He helped Ezra pack and they left. Once in the truck, they passed the turnoff for their house. Jackson was not with them. “Ok, what’s really going on?” “What do you mean? We’re going camping; like I said.” “Jackson hates camping. And he isn’t even here. Really, what’s going on?” “Oh. Right. I may have lied to your mom about that part. Jackson is with his mom this week, so he won’t be joining us. But we really are going camping, I promise.” Sure enough, they drove way outside the city. Once they hit the city limits, Coach pulled his shirt off, nipple rings glinting in the sunlight. Ezra did the same, which made Coach smile. Ezra had to remind him to keep his eyes on the road a few times. They drove into the woods and finally arrived at the gate to the campsite. Before Coach got out, he turned to Ezra. “Nobody is going to, but if they ask, you are over eighteen.” Ezra chuckled. “Yeah, I sure look eighteen…” “Like I said, no one will ask, but just in case someone does, that is very important to remember.” Coach didn’t put his shirt on before he went inside. Ezra was going to say something, but his strong legs were already bounding up the steps. He came back with a little piece of paper that he put on the dashboard right under the windshield. They took off again, driving down the dirt road. It took Ezra a bit to notice, but when he did, he sat straight up. “Everyone is naked… And they’re all men…” Coach was grinning. “Hence why you have to be eighteen.” “And why it didn’t matter what I packed apart from shoes?” “Yes, exactly!” “Are we going to get naked too?” “Well, I sure am. You can do whatever you like.” “Seriously?” Ezra said, finally turning to look at Coach. He was already naked in the truck. Ezra was shocked but was loving it. Their campsite wasn’t around any other people, but sometimes guys would stroll by. They got their tent up and laid out, and Coach got a big fire going so they could cook. Ezra got seats set up for them. Coach was naked the whole time, bit cock flopping about. Ezra got that way after the tent was up. He had never done anything like this in public and nearly freaked when the first group walked by when he was naked. None of them cared. Actually, they were very friendly and chatted them both up before leaving. Coach got a lot of attention, but Ezra got his own share. He was fine with that. Any more, and he would have been uncomfortable. That night, they closed themselves up in the tent. Coach zipped the two sleeping bags together and got in, leaving just enough room for Ezra to squeeze in next to him. It was snug, but Ezra wanted it no other way. Coach was quick to start kissing him, and Ezra pulled on the rings like he knew Coach craved. “You did so good today, boy. I’m very proud of you.” “Thanks, Coach. But you know I wouldn’t have done that without you here.” “I should hope not!” “You know what I mean. What is this place anyway? Why is everyone naked?” “It’s just a normal campground. This just happens to be a week of gay nudists on retreat. I thought it might be enjoyable to spend some time together and not have to worry about clothes.” “Really? Everyone here is gay?” “Or bi. Doesn’t matter. Listen…” Ezra thought he was going to say something else, but he was silent. So Ezra listened. It took a minute for him to hear it, but it started getting louder. It was unmistakably men moaning. More were joining in by the sound of it. “Are they…?” “Fucking? Absolutely.” They could feel each other getting hard. “Are we…?” “It’s why we’re here, boy.” Ezra kissed Coach. “You want to know what the best part about this is, boy?” “What?” Coach got a look in his eye before kissing him again. “You don’t have to stifle your moans. Be as loud as you want.” Coach pulled Ezra’s leg up and got himself lined up and pushed inside. Instinctively, Ezra didn’t make a sound, but he remembered what Coach said, and allowed himself to moan. Coach throbbed hearing that and began to nibble on the boy’s neck. This elicited more moans, and that kicked Coach into overdrive. Coach didn’t so much moan as he growled like a beast. Ezra loved the sound. He even took to enjoying his own moans. It felt like more of a release; that he could fully enjoy himself with no restraint. The ground was hard, and that made some of it more uncomfortable on the knees. Ezra didn’t care at the moment, but only realized it later when he was sore. They were still going long after the others had quieted down. Once they got their fill, they went to sleep, pressed up against each other. This was really when Ezra paid attention to the ground. At some point during the sincan escort night, he had climbed on top of Coach and slept there instead. He woke up to find himself like that, straddling him, and being held in his strong arms. He lay his head back down on Coach’s chest and slept soundly. The next morning, though, he woke up alone. He crawled out of the tent and saw the fire up and going again, but no Coach. Ezra stood up and looked around and spotted him at the edge of camp, facing the trees. He went over to join him just as Coach started to piss. Coach had his hands on his hips and was just letting it fly. He never heard Ezra approaching, but he felt it when the boy grabbed his cock. He made a guttural noise and pulled Ezra closer. “Damn, boy! That feels so good. I may have you do that every time I need to do this.” “Gladly, sir.” Coach kissed his head and finished his business. Ezra shook it a lot to make sure all the drops were off and then began stroking him. He got hard quickly and Ezra kept going. Coach never said to stop, so he didn’t. Quickly, Ezra felt his hand getting wet, and he knew what would happen next, so he sped up some. Coach dropped his head back and moaned and shot one of his massive morning loads into the bushes. Ezra licked his hand clean and looked around. Seeing no one, he bent over and licked Coach’s cock clean. “I can’t think of a better way to start the day…” Coach said with a grin, leading Ezra back to camp. Breakfast was done cooking by the time they got back. Coach fixed the plates and sat down, not giving one to Ezra. Instead, he summoned the boy over and got him sitting in his leg. Not as comfortable as the chair back home, but it made do. They stayed like that long after eating. More guys hiked by, and Ezra was getting more comfortable with it. He actually started to enjoy the feeling of being looked at in this state. Some guys came by more than once to get a good look at what they were packing. The sun felt great on his naked body. A few hours passed of them lazing about when Coach got them up again. “Want to go for a hike, boy? It’s beautiful country out here.” “Sure,” Ezra said. “Get your shoes on then,” Coach said grabbing their stuff from the tent. “Just shoes?” “You know the rules.” “I don’t, actually.” “Oh. Well, you can wear as little as you like whenever. If you would feel more comfortable in clothes, you can put them on. Remember, no one else will be though, including me.” Ezra didn’t even need to consider it. He pulled his shoes and socks on, and they were off into the woods. Coach was right, the hike was beautiful. Along the way, they spotted a few guys off in the woods. Some were giving blowjobs while some were full-on fucking each other. Ezra was shocked seeing this but didn’t protest. “Is that allowed?” “Not strictly speaking, no. But it happens. And right now, no one is here to catch them. So they will do as they like. Nice, isn’t it?” “Yes, sir!” At the end of their hike was a lake. Coach sat on a large rock and took his shoes off before jumping in. Ezra smiled big and followed him in. The water was cold, so they didn’t stay in for very long. This was Ezra’s first time skinny dipping and was completely surprised by how different it felt from normal. They hadn’t brought any towels with them, so they lay out on the shore to let the sun dry them off. They dozed for a bit before starting back. At one point, Coach stopped and headed into the woods a little bit. Ezra followed and found him with his hands on his hips like he had been that morning. He turned to smile at Ezra, and Ezra got in his place, holding his meat. He hadn’t started until Ezra got there. Ezra felt the urge too, and Coach held his while he went. It did feel nice to have another hand involved. Ezra again shook Coach dry and started to stroke him again, but this time Coach stopped him. “I’m saving that one for someone special,” he said. “I hope you mean me.” “Of course I mean you.” “May I have it now, though?” Coach grinned and cocked his eyebrow. Ezra dropped to his knees when he didn’t say no. He slapped it on his face to get it hard and made quick work of getting his mouth on it. More than a few guys stopped to gawk at Coach’s size, and he got off on being watched. However, he waited until they were alone to give the boy what he so desired. Ezra got the majority of it down, but some leaked out and dribbled down his chin. He hadn’t really noticed until he stood up and Coach swiped it off with his thumb. “You missed a little here…” Coach said and started to move his hand away to wipe it off. Ezra was quick to grab his wrist and direct it back to his face where he sucked it off. “You really like that, don’t you, boy?” “Yes, sir! I can’t get enough of it.” They took a nap together in the tent. Coach pulled Ezra right on top of him from the beginning. Coach held the boy tight as Ezra nuzzled himself into Coach’s chest. Ezra woke up first and felt Coach’s hard cock rubbing around on his ass. He reached down to slip it inside him. Once it was buried all the way, he lay back down. Coach shuddered in his sleep and squeezed Ezra tighter to him. Coach woke up a little later and realized how he was positioned. He pulled out and bucked up into Ezra with a big grin on his face. They didn’t get much time to play, as it was getting hotter in the tent from the afternoon sun. They got up and Coach opened the windows on the tent, and they went back outside. It was a hot day out and they had both started sweating during their nap. Ezra loved watching the sweat drip down Coach’s body. It gave him an excuse to stare at Coach and really, he didn’t need to look hard for one. They tried to sit together again, but it was just too hot now. They mostly stuck together and that wasn’t as pleasant as it sounded. They took a walk around the camp to get a good look at some of the rest of the guys. Ezra thought they were all extremely friendly, but Coach said later that they had all been flirting with them. They got asked to join in a few groups of guys going at it, but Coach politely declined them all. They made their way back to their camp as the sun was setting and everything started cooling off. Ezra found his way back onto Coach’s lap and put his arms around his thick neck. They ate some more and cleaned up and retired back to the tent early. They could hear people coming close to their tent as they fucked, but no one bothered them. When it was quiet, Coach said they were hoping that they would be invited into the tent, and since they were quiet, they all left disappointed. It made Ezra feel special that he was the one Coach had chosen and he wasn’t trying to replace him. He hadn’t really thought of that before, and it hadn’t been a concern, but he also now knew that was something he wouldn’t need to worry about. He was starting to realize how much it turned Coach on to be admired. And Ezra only had eyes for him. Coach took the brunt of the ground and let Ezra ride him the whole time. Well, for the most part. The position never changed, but sometimes Coach would hold Ezra still and plow into him. After months of fucking with each other, Ezra had become adept at taking Coach easily. He was still tight, as that would be inevitable with anyone Coach fucked. As they were going, Ezra felt him speed up more than normal, and he looked down from above and saw something new flash across his face. He didn’t know what it meant, and it didn’t last for very long. Once it passed, Coach got back to his usual speed and rhythm. They found their new freedom exhilarating and fucked without worrying about if anyone knew about it. Neither of them kept track of how many times they shot loads; instead letting their bodies decide if and when they were ready to go again. They fell asleep like that, Ezra astride Coach with his cock buried to the hilt. Ezra jumped in his sleep and the sudden jolt woke up Coach. It had started raining in the middle of the night, and a crash of thunder had awoken Ezra. He whimpered softly and Coach kissed his ear. “You ok, boy?” “I don’t like thunderstorms…” Coach held him close and kissed his face and neck to distract the boy from the storm raging outside. He whispered encouragements that they were safe and protected and he would not let anything bad happen to the boy. They tried to go back to sleep, but every flash of lightning made Ezra jump. Eventually, Coach just had to laugh about it and how much he enjoyed the idea of being a protector again. Not knowing what else to do, Coach took the opportunity to once again slip inside of Ezra with the hopes that if he was concentrating on that, he wouldn’t notice the storm. This worked a bit as now Ezra would clench tightly on Coach whenever there was a crash. Coach made a mental note to remember to have Ezra over every time there was a thunderstorm from now on. The worst of the storm passed and left just the rain. Ezra, freshly fucked was relaxed and fell asleep fast. In the morning, he woke up and it was still raining. Coach was awake and rubbing his back tenderly. They stayed in the tent for as long as they could, sinop escort but both of them needed to use the bathroom. Ezra was nervous about the storm still, but Coach got out in the pouring rain and said it was fine. Ezra stuck his head out and was struck by how warm it still was. He had expected it to be cold, but it wasn’t. He saw Coach standing there naked with all his hair being slicked down. It looked like it did when they would take showers together, so Ezra followed him out. Everything was wet, so it didn’t really matter where they went, but they still moved far enough away from their tent, just in case. Ezra forgot for a moment but grabbed Coach’s cock after he had started pissing. They went back over and sat together in the rain. It was pleasant, but Ezra kept feeling nervous about the lightning coming back. Knowing that most of the other guys would be staying in, or at least not stopping by, Coach dug three fingers into Ezra’s ass to play with it. Ezra could feel Coach’s cock poking him in the leg, and that got him hard fast. Coach was at full staff soon after, as it took longer to fill his up. Ezra loved seeing him get hard and was sometimes amazed that he was able to fit it all in him. “You should get your mouth on my cock, boy.” “Right here? Out in the open?” “Feeling brazen, boy?” Ezra shrugged and leaned forward and took Coach’s uncut meat in his mouth. Sitting there put him at the perfect angle to get it in his mouth without having to move from his spot. Coach grunted as Ezra worked his tongue around. Years of playing sax had finally paid off for something besides music. Ezra was shocked that Coach wanted to do this here. They could get in a lot of trouble if anyone found out. In the bushes off the trail is one thing, but this was an entirely different story. It sure didn’t stop him, though. Those large fingers in his hole kept pushing him forward. He shifted his hips back to give better access to his ass and to be able to suck Coach down more. Ezra hand one hand on Coach’s other thigh and one hand on his stomach to keep his balance. He slowly moved the one on his abs up to his chest, which had quickly become Ezra’s favorite part of Coach’s body, besides his dick. He pulled on the metal ring, and Coach went nuts. He pushed back Ezra’s wet hair so he could see the boy’s face better. He really started digging around inside Ezra’s hole, causing the boy to moan on his cock. Ezra got his reward and savored the taste. The rain washed away what he couldn’t keep. Coach was still hard. “Why don’t you climb on up here and let me fill you up, boy?” Ezra didn’t even ask about being outside again. He trusted Coach wouldn’t do something to put either of them in any danger. Coach let his fingers slip out as Ezra repositioned himself against Coach’s body. It was a bit awkward in the small-ish chair, but they found a way to be comfortable. Coach reached down to get himself inside Ezra. Ezra had his feet pressed against the metal frame of the armrests, and the rest of his body squarely against Coach’s wet body. As Coach began to fuck the boy slowly, their hands were all over the other one, and their mouths fighting against the other. The rain was letting up, but not enough to let them get dry. They were well into their session when they heard someone approaching. Ezra flinched, but Coach held him tight. It made his hole tighten and Coach had to swallow a growl. There was a naked man standing, watching them. “Can we help you?” Coach asked, getting the man’s attention. “Sorry! Sorry… I just can’t…” he cleared his throat. “A lot of us are getting together in the cabins to beat the rain if you’d like to join us. But you seem to be enjoying the rain…” Coach chuckled. “Thanks for the invite. We’ll have to talk it over.” “Yeah, sure! …how the hell did you get that in him?” “Very carefully,” Ezra answered. The man smiled and started to leave. “Y’all have fun now.” “We definitely are!” Ezra called out. Coach was grinning at him when he turned back around. “What?” Ezra asked. “Nothing. You handled yourself well, I’m impressed.” “So much for not being caught…” “You think that’s being caught? No no no… He’s going to jerk off later thinking of us.” Ezra’s cock throbbed and his hole squeezed on Coach thinking about being someone else’s fantasy. “Oooo you like that, do you boy?” “Maybe? I don’t know. You’re the only one I’ve ever thought about jerking off to me, and that’s only because you told me you do it.” “Several times a day I do that…” Ezra’s body again reacted to this news and Coach grinned at him. “Do you like the idea of being watched?” “I’ve never thought about it before. I’m a little used to not being noticed; or noticed for all the wrong reasons. I guess it is nice to be thought of in some other way.” “You might just be an exhibitionist.” “I don’t know what that means.” “Someone who likes to show off. Someone who likes being watched, either alone or with a partner. It’s the opposite of being a voyeur, who likes to watch without getting involved.” “How would I know?” “The easiest way is through experience. It can be scary, but if you find the right environment, you can really tell how much you enjoy it.” “What kind of environment?” “I found my exhibitionist streak at the gym. As I got bigger, I realized that some of the guys were really paying attention to me, especially in places like the locker room and the showers. I found myself lingering longer and longer in those places, finding excuses to not put my clothes on. The more I did it, the more they watched, and the more I enjoyed it. I have found other places too, but it would be much harder for you to get in them…” “You’re an exhibitionist?” “You have no idea how much I love it when you stare at me…” “I really think I do, though,” Ezra said, gripping Coach’s cock tight with his ass. “Mmm, maybe you do a little…” By the time they were finished, Coach had shot two full loads inside Ezra, and it had stopped raining. They did go by the cabins, but everyone else had gone back to their camps. Neither of them were particularly disappointed by this, so they went back themselves. Coach had stored some firewood in the truck to keep it dry. Now that the rain was gone and the sun was going down, he got a fire going so they could eat. Ezra thought more about what Coach had said about enjoying being watched. He had been totally naked for days and had actually forgotten that this wasn’t normal several times. The only time they had been watched before was the other morning on the trail. He didn’t mind it, but he had also figured that they had been staring at Coach; that his only function in their mind was the one sucking off the huge man. He loved it when Coach watched him especially when Ezra was naked, but that was because it was Coach. Wasn’t it? He didn’t even know what he would do if approached by another man. The first time with Coach seemed like such a fluke. This was all hypothetical to Ezra, as he didn’t want any other man besides Coach approaching him. He had his gorgeous man, and Ezra had yet to find anyone comparable. He was lost in his thoughts when Coach’s huge dangling cock filled his field of view. Ezra smiled at the sight and looked up at Coach. “You ok, boy? You’ve been really quiet all of a sudden.” “Yeah, I’m fine. Just thinking.” “About what?” “You, mostly.” “Good things, I hope.” “As if I could think anything different about you.” Coach smiled and took his seat by the fire. Ezra stared at him as he sat there, and for his part, Coach would flex a bit, and rub his crotch. Normally Ezra would have to steal glances but being in this place had him feeling bolder. Coach had said he loved it when Ezra watched him, so the boy gave the man what he so desired. It worked too, as both of them were soon sporting erections. The rain and the setting sun had made everything much cooler. The fire felt amazing on their bare skin. Eventually, though, Coach suggested they retire to the tent for some more fun. They left the flap to the tent open so they could enjoy the fire. Ezra wondered if maybe this was another subtle way for Coach to be watched, but then again, they could have done it outside in the chair again. He quickly shook it from his mind as he realized he didn’t really care. All he cared about at that moment was Coach and everything he could make him feel. It would be hard to give all this back up and go back home to the way things were. But isn’t that always the way with vacations? The next two days were filled with a lot more of the same. Hiking, skinny dipping in the lake (that had warmed up somehow), fucking, sucking, chatting with men that passed by. But all good things must come to an end, and soon enough they found themselves packing back up the truck. Ezra was about to climb in when Coach cleared his throat. He turned around to see Coach slipping on some shorts, and Ezra realized he was still naked. He searched around for a bit, forgetting where he had put his clothes, and put on shorts. He was going to put on more, but Coach left his shirt off, and Ezra joined him. They hit the road, jamming to the music on the radio stations they could find. Coach stopped for gas right outside of town, and that’s when they both got their shirts on. Coach dropped him off at home, and no one was ever the wiser about what they had been up to.

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