Several minutes later I was singled out and called in the head strength coach’s office where my chart was out on the table. He was scanning over it ...when I walked in.“Hey Brian, what’s up? Your down close to thirty pounds, why?” he asked.“I was too slow, I couldn’t play at that weight.” I answered.“So in addition to being a student / athlete, you’re now a trainer as well?” he snapped, “Just whose fucking idea was this anyway?’I thought for a second before answering, last thing I wanted to do was. You wait and wonder what will come next.“Put your fingers in your bum” I say in almost a whisper. You do it and tentatively puts a finger up.“More” you hear me say. You put two and three fingers and start to stretch it because you know my cock is going in there and preparation is everything when it comes to having enjoyable anal sex.You hear me get up and I part your legs. I take my cock and start slapping it on your cunt. You feel the limpness being replaced by hardness. Without warning I. I don't know how long we fucked. But he finally thrust in as deep as he could and held it there—I could feel his cum shooting into me. He shot at least six times, maybe more, and then held his cock still for a while before pulling out of me. He pulled himself back under the stall divider, put on his pants, and left, without even a "thanks". I had just taken a bareback load up my ass from a man I had never seen before and would probably never see again. He didn't think I was even worthy of a. All I could do was feel the pulsating muscles and out hearts beating furiously as her juices poured out of her onto be and the bed.Sarah was trembling as she rolled onto her side. I held onto her, kissing her neck and rubbing her back and shoulders. Her breathing was rapid and her legs randomly twitched. Slowly she began to breath normally, rolled onto her back and looked at me."I love you. I never really knew it, there was always something about the way you looked at me. No one looks at me.