Page 56 of Gay Sex Club Collection

No wasn’t the safe word.

Coach covered Joey’s mouth as he drove in to him, Joey’s eyes going wide before rolling back.

“Such a good boy,” Coach said. “It’s almost over. You’re doing so well. You want that A now?”

“Yes, please, sir,” he panted, his face flush now.

“Take it, boy.” Coach drove his cock home, hard and deep, as he shuddered with each wave of release, groaning as he came.

Joey’s eyes widened as he felt it inside him, and he groaned as he took it.

He had that thoroughly fucked, glazed look on his face I’d seen so many times. This was what he was here for. To be treated like this...

Whatever itch he needed scratching had been scratched particularly well.

Coach seemed reluctant to pull out, his cock slipping heavily out of Joey’s hole. A bead of white appearing, seeping out as Coach admired his handiwork.

“How many subjects you need an A in, boy?” Coach asked.

Joey still lay on the desk, no inclination of moving just yet. “All of them, Coach.”

“Hm. Then you better come see me tomorrow. And the day after that. I doubt it will take much convincing with your sweet ass, but your science teacher and your math teacher might like a turn. Would you like that, boy?”

Joey smiled. “Yes, Coach. Yes, please.”

I made a note in their file that if the other teachers were up for this kind of lesson, I’d sure like to be the one to watch.

Virgin Tales 4

These two.

I smiled as I read the names. After all, it’s not every day in this club that romance blooms. They met a few years ago when Sean turned eighteen and decided to get his V-card punched. He happened to be paired with Dale, an older guy who was way more experienced, but he was also kind and gentle. The perfect man for the job.

Because they met twice again after that first time, and after some pretty great sex, they had decided to go grab dinner.

I hadn’t seen them back here since then, and I’d often wondered about them. Did it ever become anything more than just sex? Did they become a couple? Did they make it?

So yeah, when I saw their names on my list, it made me happy.

And curious.

I was excited to see how they were doing. And what, after four years, they were doing back here today.

Sean entered first.

If I hadn’t recognized the names, I probably wouldn’t have recognized him. He’d filled out in the last four years. The skinny college kid was gone. The tight jeans and boots were now suit pants and dress shoes. His hair was styled and looked expensive.

He looked expensive.

And all grown up.

He walked in and looked around the room, smiling at the familiarity. The room was decorated like a nice hotel room with fancy fittings and a big bed.

He ran his finger along the bed, smiling.

And then the other door opened, and Dale walked in. Sean grinned at him, and Dale snorted out a laugh and shook his head. Dale had aged very well. Still filled out his shirt nicely, still looking fit. His hair was maybe a little grayer, but damn, he still had those kind eyes and a killer smile.

“I couldn’t believe it when I got your message,” Dale said. Then his eyes narrowed. “Babe, what... what are we doing here?”

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