Luther and the Coach
#2 of Buddy & Luther
Another attempt at furry smut. A sort of follow up to Buddy's Time Out, this time starring Luther.
Luther relaxed under a warm stream of water. He had been doing some extra training at the school's gym, putting off finishing his workout until he was the last person there. He liked showering on his own every once in a while, but not so much out of modesty as the fact that he was frequently met with hostility in the locker room. Jealousy was a terrible thing, and Luther's sexuality made him a target, even if most of the year wouldn't mention it to his face.
He sighed and rubbed himself down. He had enjoyed a good workout today and felt in need of some relaxation. He leant against the wall as he worked, rubbing soap across his arms and chest, working the sweat out from his armpits. He paused to flec and admire his huge arms and rub down his large pectorals. The he started working down over his ripped stomach, working soap into the crevices of his abs and moving down towards his crotch...
He paused for a while and played with his tool, albeit a little half-heartedly. He was horny, but this was technically a public area and he didn't want to be caught. So when he heard the locker room doors open, he dropped his boner quickly and turned around to finish rinsing himself off. He didn't see that it was Coach Ricky who had arrived. Spotting the tiger alone, he grinned a little as he stripped down and walked up to him in the shower.
"Hey, Luther. What are you doing here so late?"
Luther was pretty surprised to hear Coach's voice. Coach never showered with students to his knowledge. Actually he and Coach hadn't seen much of each other since he dropped out of the football team (having come to the conclusion that team sports weren't really for him). He knew that his dad had been Coach's friend and drinking buddy but he hadn't tried to keep in contact.
"Uh... I just finished in the gym. How are ya, Coach?" Luther continued to try and hide his semi-erection.
"Oh, pretty good. I just wanted to catch up on how you're doing. You work out much harder than anyone else but we never seem to get time to chat."
Luther shrugged. He had been in the gym for hours. Why was he being approached now? "Yeah, I guess I can be a bit distracted during a workout. I like to stay in good shape."
"So I see." Coach had walked up to Luther while his back was turned and squeezed his thick, muscular bicep. "You've really bulked up since we last spoke."
Luther shifted a little uncomfortably. His erection was coming back. He could sense Coach's presence behind him and would be very surprised if Coach hadn't figured out why he was too shy to face him. He sighed and turned around, hoping that his dick wouldn't be too much of a distraction. Coach was washing his own large frame, with a growing grin on his face. He'd put on weight since Luther had seen him last (or maybe it was just seeing him naked that gave him that impression). He was a brown furred bear with a bit of pudginess that gave him a gut, but at the same time he sported muscular pecs and arms. His cock was clearly visible and comparable to Luther's own, about 6 inches soft. Luther couldn't help but feel a little intimidated by direct eye contact with Coach, even though he was slightly smaller than him. Maybe it was Coach's years of authority over the tiger.
"Leaving school soon, aren't you? That'll be a shame, won't it?" If Coach had noticed the boner, he wasn't letting on. "I heard you're going on a year out. You wanna get out of here, don't you?" Luther nodded and turned off the shower. He was ready to dry off and head out. "Your father was the same. He hated staying in one place, but he did it anyway when he finally fell in love."
"Yeah, that's what they tell me." Luther sat down on a bench and dried himself with a towel. Coach followed him back into the locker area in a few minutes. He sat down close to the tiger. Then he wrapped an arm around his shoulders and squeezed.
"You remind me of him, you know," Coach said. Luther blushed. His erection was returning. They sat in an awkward silence for a couple of minutes. Then Coach moved his hand over Luther's huge, slab-like left pec, and rubbed the nipple a little bit. The tiger grunted. "Do you want a bit of indulgence before you go?" Luther turned his head to face Coach. He looked serious. Maybe it could be fun...
Coach continued to massage Luther's younger, muscular body. He admired every inch of the tiger and let him lean back in his arms. He kissed Luther's neck tenderly as his fingers brushed through the fur over his abs, grinning again as Luther chuckled slightly from the ticklish sensation. His hand moved down to the inner thighs were he paused for a moment, moving his fingers slowly back and forth while Luther breathed heavily in Coach's embrace. Coach noticed the erection was back in full force and smiled.
"Okay, boy. Now it's your turn." The tiger moaned and rolled over, planting his face in the bear's chest. He moved to each nipple and kissed and teased them both in turn, using a hand to gently tug at the one which wasn't getting oral attention. The bear growled and murmured softly but encouragingly, and so Luther worked his way down, kissing and caressing the bear's bulging belly. He loved the feel of Coach's fur in his hands. Soon he had reached Coach's dick, which was semi-erect to about 7.5 inches. He ran his tongue over the head, and Coach grunted loudly. He kissed and licked along the shaft, admiring the thickness and the veins along it as he went, teasing it to it's fully hard length of 8.5 inches. He began to go down on it in earnest, swallowing the head into his mouth sliding up and down it with his lips.
Coach groaned and tweaked one of his own nipples, the other hand rubbing up and down his belly. He hadn't felt this good in a long time. Luther was pretty enthusiastic about sucking cock, and Coach was starting to murmur more loudly. "Fuck yeah... come on, kid... oh, that's good..." Luther ran a paw under Coach's balls and playfully fondled the still-damp nutsack. Luther slowed down his blowjob gradually, teasing Coach close to climax.
But before he could finish, Coach lifted the tiger's head off his crotch and kissed him suddenly and wildly, digging his tongue in deep. Luther was taken aback and sat dumbly as his Coach's tongue delved around his mouth. Luther leant forward onto him and they shared and awkward sort of embrace, where their arms weren't really necessary, but they could still share each others' warmth.
Coach finally pulled off of Luther, his wicked grin returning. He reached into his nearby duffel bag and pulled out some lube. Luther raised an eyebrow, and wondered if the whole thing had been planned - or worse, if Coach did this on a regular basis. Either way, he had to admit he was enjoying it. Coach pushed the tiger off his body and rolled him over so his ass was on display. He took a moment to admire the muscled cheeks and ran his paws over them, giving them a light squeeze. He poured some lube over his fingers and down into the crack of Luther's ass, then worked worked his finger into the tiger's hole The tiger moaned a little, unused to anal penetration, but Coach cooed gently as he worked a second and third finger in and out, his grin growing ever more. When he was satisfied and Luther had adjusted, he withdrew his fingers, and pressed his cock head against Luther's hole. Using the last of the lube on his fingers over his head and shaft, he pushed himself in slowly with a grunt. Luther clenched his teeth but didn't say anything as he felt the girth spread his hole and work its way inwards. The bear fucked him slowly, muttering encouragement as he went.
Gradually his pace quickened. Luther was pressed into the bench on top of his now raging wood. The bear's muttering had given way to groans as he rushed himself to climax, thrusting deep and hard, and making Luther squirm with pain and pleasure. Coach growled suddenly and Luther could feel the cockhead inside him swell and shoot. Ecstasy overtook the Coach as he growled deeply with every spurt of orgasm, milking his cock on the tiger's tight ass.. As he started to come down from the high, he collapsed backwards onto the bench, pulling out of the tiger abruptly. Luther himself had slumped onto his torso, dazed. He realised that at some point he must have come, as both his stomach and the bench were dripping with cum. The two lay still for a while.
Eventually it was Coach who got up, threw on some clothes quickly, and left without a word, leaving the tiger alone and confused. He wasn't entirely sure what had just happened. He knew that it was enjoyable, but he was pretty sure he had to keep it a secret. The tiger could vaguely recall Buddy's contempt for the Coach, who had teased and even bullied the husky in his younger years, and chuckled to himself. He quickly wiped himself down and cleaned up his mess on the bench, and pulled on some casual clothes, a huge loose-fitting T-shirt, with shorts and sandals. He left the school's gym, smiling at the lady on the desk as he left.