Caught by the Coach
Don draped the towel around his shoulders before placing his uniform in his locker. He took a seat on the bench, clad in just a jockstrap. The athletic lion haphazardly looked through his phone as his fellow teammates got dressed around him.
It was the last period on a Friday, and so the room was especially rowdy as fellow seniors planned the weekend's events.
Five, ten minutes rolled by as students flooded out the gym locker, and soon the lion was completely alone.
He let out a shaky exhale, and began laying down along the bench. He closed his eyes, dragging his claws across his chest fur as his heartrate elevated.
Only a few moments later, he heard a gruff voice call out "Last call before I lock up!" before the door to his office shut.
His coach's voice made the lion's fur stand on end. He let out a quiet sigh, kneading on his growing member through the cotton.
Mr. Delaney was a husky mix with black fur, and you could hardly tell he was in his late forties. Aside from some white hairs on his muzzle and eyebrows, at least, with an especially scruffy snout that was akin to a moustache. A rather short, stocky fellow, and aside from a small gut he was covered in muscle.
Don always thought his coach was rather attractive, but until recently he couldn't bare to admit it.
See, Don grew up in an upper middle class family, one where proper manners and etiquette were instilled at an early age. But he also wasn't one to be a prude, at least within reason.
But with Coach Delaney, the first and last thought that goes off is "riffraff".
He didn't have enough fingers to count it. The man couldn't get past lunch without a new sauce stain on his shirt or pants. Even for a coach he seemed to yell excessively, and he must've never heard of a belt since the top of his ass was always showing each time he bent over.
The man had no sense of shame, always making silly bets with his students in order to boost team morale, like when he came to school in a matador costume after the Super Bowl. One time Don wanted to die of embarrassment when he took the team out for dinner after a good win; the old husky had the gall to loudly fart in the middle of a quiet, high dining restaurant, because one of his teammates dared him too.
He smirked while most of the team laughed at the immaturity, and the lion is embarrassed to admit he found his coach's smile sexy even then. If only he was just a slob of a coach, the lion wouldn't still be in this empty locker room. The husky was hot. Hell, a muscle clad dilf with jet black fur would be many gay boys' weakness. And it's not like he could just stumble upon someone that checked all those boxes on a hookup app.
The icing on the beefcake was an old rumor that Coach Delaney actually batted for the other team, mostly because he was single despite being his age. And he didn't hound around the more attractive women that worked at the school, like the other coaches and several other teachers.
So, in his hormonal lust, the lion wanted to test the waters.
Now fully hard in his jockstrap, the lion pushed the cotton to the side. An uncut, very thick cock bounced in the open air.
Laying down the bench, Don closed his eyes as he began jerking himself off. Worst case scenario, it's an embarrassing moment between a teacher and student.
Minutes passed, and soon the coach's office door swung open.
"If there's anyone else in here, you shouldn't be" the voice yelled out. This only made a shiver go up the lion's spine, his shaft beginning to ooze pre.
Don felt his heartrate soar as footsteps traveled closer to him. He kept his eyes shut as his body filled with adrenaline, and the steps grew louder as they approached him. He kept on stroking his now slick member, never missing a beat...
The footsteps stopped, leaving just the sound of the teenager's self relief. Don's heart began to race. He let out a few stifled moans, and he started to jerk faster. With his other hand, he ran his digits through his chest fur.
"You shouldn't be doing that here..." Coach Delaney said softly.
Feigning surprise, the lion got up from the bench. "S-Sorry, sir! I th-thought I was alone..."
"Well you're gonna have to do that somewhere else. Hurry up and change" the husky said, blushing and refusing to look any more at the still naked lion.
"You got it coach, just..."
With a shuddering moan, the lion continued to tug at his aching meat. "I just have to finish with this..."
"Don!" The husky said, heading over to the lion. "Put that thing away! Can't you wait until you get home?!"
"Fuck, sorry coach, it just...hurts, how hard it is..."
The lion emphasized it by swatting his rigid cock against his hand, making a loud smacking sound.
He looked up and made eye contact with his coach. He could clearly see the blush on his face, as well as his scruffy furred muzzle sniffing the air. "Don..."
Looking down, he saw a prominent bulge in the husky's khaki shorts. With a gulp of his throat and a throb in his cock, the lion reached over and began kneading the mound.
Coach Delaney hissed at the contact, instinct telling him to smack the lion's hand away. But his arms stayed locked to his sides, legs stiff as a tree, as blood began rushing toward his students curious hand.
The husky's heart skipped a beat as the lion slowly took a seat on the bench.
"We have to stop..." Coach Delaney had to choke the words out, feeling the lion's hands reach under his shirt. A gruff moan escaped his muzzle as Don dragged his claws gently across his belly and pecs, before undoing the husky's belt.
"Are you sure this is what you want?" He spoke in a low voice to the student.
The lion said nothing in response, opting to press his muzzle into his teacher's tented underwear. "Coach, I need this..."
The old husky huffed in defeat. He closed his eyes and leaned his head back, feeling his underwear hook beneath his balls as his dick stood out in the open air. His five inch member was sniffed and nuzzled at, before it was engulfed by the lion's hungry maw.
Wet sucking sounds began filling the empty locker room, and Coach Delaney let loose a gravelly moan.
"You really wanted your coach's dick, ey kid?"
Don moaned along the meat in his mouth, while his hands explored his coach's stomach, legs, ass, wherever they could reach.
Fuck, the lion knew what he was doing. Coach already felt his balls beginning to pull up before he felt his wrist being grabbed. He watched as Don forced the coach to grab onto his head, before hilting his muzzle on the man's crotch.
"That's how you want it, huh?"
Coach pulled back until just the head was between the lion's lips, and then thrusted back in. He repeated the motion, swaying his hips back and forth with increasing force. Each thrust elicited a moan from the lion.
Soon, he was fucking Don's face in earnest. Copious amounts of drool poured down onto the old husky's large nuts, which made very wet, sloshing smacks against the lion's muzzle.
Soon, a tingling pressure filled his groan. Coach Delaney began to shiver, his legs nearly bucking. The lion's eyes were closed in bliss, and his muzzle took the pounding effortlessly. Without warning, and with a shuddering groan, the old husky began to cum.
The first few shots went right down the lion's throat before he pulled back, his tongue dancing around the gushing tip.
The salty, tangy flavors of his coach was heaven to the lion's tongue. He couldn't wait to gulp it down...
"Don't swallow."
Don froze, following his coach's surprisingly stern command. "Come with me..."
The old husky began walking toward his office. The lion followed suit, and his unattended cock was drooling pre along the floor.
They entered the office, and Coach Delaney stood in front of his desk. "You still have that load?"
Don nodded.
"Good. I orginally had different plans for tonight, so..."
Coach turned around and, without breaking eye contact, lowered his khakis down to just beneath his rear.
The old husky leaned onto his desk, and widened his stance.
"He's all yours... so just use that slobber of yours to make it slick, and have at it..."
Coach Delaney was tense as he waited for the young stud to make his move. He nearly jumped when he felt a muzzle push deep into his ass, and shivered upon feeling a soaking wet appendage press and wiggle its way into his hole.
The lion's tongue pushed deep into his ring, and he dragged the textured appendage up and down his coach's button.
"O-oh my word, Don. You're a mighty f-fine asslicker..."
The lion stuffed his coach's ass with all the saliva and cum he hadn't swallowed. His cock throbbed and ached, and he reached a hand to rub the near constant flow of pre all over his dick, slickenkng it.
After a few minutes, the lion got up. The room was filled with the wet squishing sound of him beating his cock.
"Ever fucked a man's ass before?"
Don was hypnotized at the hot saliva coated rump, inches from his aching member.
"Never fucked an ass like yours..."
"Heh, well don't wait on my account..."
The lion leaned forward, pushing his tip inside the crevice. The saliva from earlier was rather cool on his cockhead, until it pressed against his coach's hot, slippery ring. He gripped the old husky's waist as he pressed forward, and the lion moaned at the feeling of his cock sliding in.
"Oh, that's the ticket..." Coach Delaney groaned as Don hilted himself inside him. He ground himself against the old husky's soft doughy rump, and pulled back before thrusting in proper.
"Mmph...mmph...mmph..."
His coach made a bassy grumble each time he hilted inside him. The lion's dick was gushing with pre, the skin being pulled forward and back with each press.
"Fuck...go faster, Don..."
The lion briefly adjusted his stance, a hand squeezing each cheek as he began to thrust in earnest. The clapping of ass-to-thighs began filling the room.
"So...fucking good..."
The constant pre from the lion was the perfect lube for his coach's tight ass. He held on tightly to the husky's hips, closing his eyes.
"Oh sir...sir I'm not gonna last much longer" the lion whined in pleasure.
"Oh I bet...letting yourself get caught jerking off...you're such a horny little kitty. Cum inside me, you fucking stud."
The lion began to pant heavily, putting all his energy into fucking his coach as fast and hard as he could. He began seeing stars, everything going numb except for his coach squeezing his cock with each thrust...
"FUCK!" The lion roared, throbbing and spasming inside the husky's tunnel, coating it with his spunk. He gave a few short thrusts as he rode his orgasm out. After several moments he slipped out, and watched as white cum slowly oozed out his coach's pucker...
The teacher held the door open for Don as the two exited through the school's back entrance. Both of their faces were blushed.
"Well" Coach Delaney cleared his throat. "Come Monday, I expect even better performance from you. And of course, this stays between us, and expect to play more than one position next time..."
The lion nodded, his blush even brighter at the thought.
"In any case...enjoy your weekend."
The husky and lion walked separate ways, though after a few moments the coach felt a hand on his shoulder.
"Wait, real quick..."
He turned to Don, who went to fix the collar of his shirt, buttoning it properly.
"Is that i-"
The lion pressed his lips to his own. The old husky indulged the kid, giving him the works with his lips and tongue. Several seconds later, the lion pulled away.
"Always wanted to kiss that scruffy muzzle of yours, sir..." A strand of saliva connected their lips before Don wiped it away. "See you Monday!"
The lion walked off with a smile, and the coach walked off after a brief adjustment to the front of his pants.