After the Game
Well... this is my first story. I based it off of PsychoRam's picture, After the game. Hopefully, I will write a few more stories... This one took me about an hour to write (From 1 till 2 in the morning mind you). So, some helpful hints, and mostly support, (if you liked it anyways) would be greatly appreciated. Oh, and uh... I guess I should include a lil warning, for legal issues... so yeah. If anthro males have hot sex isn't exactly your thing... you might not wanna read this. Well... enjoy!
The high school soccer team rushed into the locker room. They had just won their third game, five to two. Everyone was cheering, and in high spirits. The coach watched all this with pride. He had trained his soccer team well, and felt glad to see them do so well. The coach was a tall, large, muscular grizzly, at the age of about 34, though no-one was absolutely sure. He had grayish-brown fur, with a lighter, almost tan, fur running along his underside. He had a cyan shirt on, along with black gym shorts and a black cap. If it weren't for the fact that he was good-natured, he would pose a formidable figure indeed. As he walked through the locker room, he smelled the musky scents of the other sweaty males. Before long, he ended up finding himself aroused. Fortunately for him, his star player was always on hand. He approached the rabbit, and tapped him on the shoulder.
"Kyle, once most of the people left, come to my office. I have... a special job for you." Kyle looked up in surprise. "Huh," he started to say, then "Oh! Heh... all right" he said, with a grin starting to form on his face. He knew what kind of 'job' the coach wanted him for.
Kyle hung around the locker room for a little while, waiting for all the others to disperse. Kyle was a bunny, about 5' 10" tall, with light-ish gray fur, with an even lighter shade of gray fur along his underside. He had two piercings in his left ear, along with one on his tongue. He was in his soccer team's uniform, which was a light blue shirt, and rather short light blue shorts, with white stripes running down the sides.
Once everyone left, he headed towards the coach's office. He grinned as he went, he very well knew what kind of job the coach had for him. In fact, this wasn't even his first job, this was more like his fourth or fifth time with the coach. He was already getting excited, and a bulge was visible in his light blue shorts. He knew what to do.
Slowly, he entered the room. The coach was bent over his desk, and it looked like he was finishing paperwork.
"Hey, Coach," said Kyle, somewhat seductively. Coach Grizzly's head rose up, and he swiveled in his chair. When he saw who it was, he slowly started to grin.
"Hello, Kyle. I'm glad you could make it," he said, as he stood up and walked over to Kyle.
"Well, you know I can't refuse. You go to me for a reason you know," Kyle said in a matter-of-fact tone. Coach Grizzly grinned, he knew that it was true. "Well, you know the drill."
And indeed Kyle did. He wasted no time in dropping to his knees, and pulling down the coach's shorts to his knees. The coach's cock was out of his sheath, and although it wasn't fully erect, it was easily 5 or 6 inches. Kyle did not hesitate in putting the coach's cock in his mouth, and started suckling it gently, his lips moving smoothly up and down along his coach's length.
The coach felt the warm moist mouth close in on his cock, Kyle's tongue swirling around the head and along his shaft, his lips moving smoothly along, and he could not suppress a long, drawn out groan of pleasure. Before long, the coach was at full length of 9 inches, and he could feel the head of his cock sliding down the back of Kyle's throat. "Oooh yeah, fuck yes..." the Coach groaned more to himself then to Kyle.
Kyle heard this, and he loved it. His first time he felt dirty, like a slut, but now as he sucked on the coach's cock, feeling it slide in and out of his throat, he realized he loved this feeling. He loved being the coach's little slut, being used excited him. By now his dick was fully erect, and leaking pre in the front of his shorts. He couldn't wait for what came next.
"Oooh fuck yes! I'm gunna cum, Kyle!" At this, Kyle withdrew his head from the coach's cock. He didn't want him to cum, not yet. Instead, he stripped out of his shorts. He had no underwear underneath, and he loved how dirty that made him feel. He then got on all fours, waving his ass in the air, wagging his tail with excitement.
The coach wasted no time grabbing Kyle on the hips, and pushing his cock into his ass. Kyle felt that huge member slide in, inch by inch. He shivered, first in a bit of pain, but that was soon replace by intense pleasure. He loved how it felt, his ass stretched out to accept the intruder, his insides being stretched and filled. He then felt the cock slowly slide out, but not all the way, then slide back in. He could feel his coach's huge cock rub against his insides, in a slow and steady pace, and he could hear the coach's groans. He soon found himself groaning and whimpering with pleasure also.
The coach loved how tight his little bunny slut's ass was. It felt so tight on his cock, so good and warm. He also loved how small and pathetic Kyle's whimpering sounded, it turned him on. He started to pump his cock into him, slowly getting faster and faster. Before long, he was ramming his cock up Kyle's ass at what seemed like record speed. He could feel the pressure, the pleasure, welling up in him. Soon he felt his balls drawing up, and he roared as he cummed into Kyle's ass.
Kyle felt his ass being filled by his coach's cock, sliding in and out incredibly fast. He felt his coach spewing his thick, pearly white seed into his bowels, and he could help himself. The pleasure was too intense, and he couldn't hold himself. He let out a long moan, and he came all over the rug in the coach's office.
A few minutes later, after the afterglow, Kyle soon discovered his coach had fallen asleep on top of him. He slowly crawled out from under him, grabbed his shorts, and left the office. It would be better for him to wake up himself, Kyle thought. He then proceeded to the shower rooms, washed himself off, and set for home.