Subject: Ezra chapter 9 DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to any persons living or dead is coincidental and unintentional. This story contains sex between a man and a teenage boy. If this is illegal or offensive to you, please stop reading. This is a work of fantasy. In the real world, don’t do such things. And always remember to play safely. This is a novel that I started during NaNoWriMo and kept going. It’s not all smut all the time (but there is plenty of smut, don’t worry) ((It’s pretty much smutty from here on out!)) Comments, questions, chat? Hit me up at ail Be nice. If you are able, please donate to Nifty to keep it fty/donate.html Copyright 2019-2020 Kenai Grayson Chapter 9 Ezra woke up in Coach’s arms, and he could think of nowhere else he’d rather be than right there. He pressed his face into Coach’s chest to feel his fur pressed to his cheek and to get that scent in his head first thing. Coach was already awake and held his boy close to him and kissed the side of his head. “Good morning, boy.” “Good morning, daddy.” They kissed each other after that. They both loved hearing that exchange, knowing that it would be the first of many times they would say it. “What time is it?” Ezra asked. “A little after two.” “P.M.?” “It is daylight, so yes.” “We slept until 2 P.M.?” “Well, you slept until then. But we went to sleep just before sunrise, so you needed your sleep.” Ezra grinned and made a happy sound in his throat remembering the night before. “Thank you.” “It’s Saturday, so you can always sleep in on the weekend.” “Not what I was thanking you for, but sure.” “I know, you horny little rascal.” “And don’t you love it?” “Oh, God yes.” “Is there anything going on today?” “Yes there is. We should get showered and get dressed.” Ezra wasn’t sure about what the protocol for that would be now. They showered together like they had done so many times, but they kept themselves from going at it, despite both of their hard-ons. They did play with the other’s a bit, but they kept themselves from going further. Coach got dressed, and Ezra went to find his stuff but realized he had nothing. Coach came into the bedroom fully dressed to find a fully naked Ezra. “What’s wrong?” “I… guess I’ll have to wear my suit again today… All my stuff is still with Mary…” “That’s one of the stops we have to make today. Do you think you can fit into something of Jackson’s just for the day?” “Probably. But it’ll probably also be really big on me too. We can try?” They walked to Jackson’s room, and Ezra felt really strange being the only one naked and being in this part of the house. It was really the only place he hadn’t been in while naked yet. Coach pulled open the closet and started rooting through everything. He pulled out some things from the back that Ezra hadn’t seen before. Coach held them up to Ezra to size them up, and they looked fine. Ezra put them on, and while they were a little big, they fit fine. He snagged a pair of flip flops from the floor that didn’t really fit. Their first stop was to get something to eat. Ezra was hungrier than he realized, probably because of all the activity he had done the night before. And because he slept through breakfast and was already late for lunch. They ate quickly and quietly, smiling every once and a while at each other, remembering things from the night before. After lunch, they went to Mary’s to collect Ezra’s things. They weren’t asked inside, and she was only barely civil with them. Ezra didn’t have much to say and wasn’t about to thank her for the weird treatment he had received, so he just stood there and smiled. Ezra changed into his own shoes once they were in the car, and Coach laughed. He had already tripped several times in the flip flops, so this was much better for coordination. “Where to now?” Ezra asked. “Well, we need to go speak to your friend, Mr. Andrews.” “We do? About what?” “Not entirely sure. He asked me to have us stop by today at the courthouse yesterday.” They made their way across town and they found his office easily enough. It wasn’t exactly `his’ office, he was just borrowing it. It was a satellite office of their main firm, and he had only been in town for a different client. It was completely unexpected for Mr. Andrews to see Ezra at the courthouse, and it was serendipitous that he could easily step in like he had to clear up some things. They spoke to the receptionist and were quickly taken to see Mr. Andrews in someone’s office. “Hello, gentlemen! So glad you could make it out today! How was the first night of the rest of your lift, Ezra?” Ezra grinned. “Better than I had ever hoped for. Thank you for all you have done for me in this. I don’t know where I would be without your help.” “Oh, but of course! And, if anything happens to you in the near future, I am still your attorney, so do not hesitate to contact me about anything legal you need.” “Don’t take this the wrong way, but I seriously hope I don’t have to do that.” Mr. Andrews smiled. “I know, I get that. It’s like going to the dentist. But, I just wanted to let you know that just in case.” “Thank you. Is that what you needed to see us about?” “Ha, no. I could have told you that yesterday. No no, this regarding you and your new living situation.” They all took seats in the privacy of the office, and Mr. Andrews explained some things. He told them that now that someone had adopted Ezra, a few things regarding the inheritance would come into play. They were both confused, as they had both understood it to be completely locked up in a bank trust. “Ah, well, yes it is, sort of.” “What do you mean?” “Well, this wouldn’t have happened if your aunt had gotten custody of you, but since she didn’t, we have a secret separate fund that will be going to y’all.” “Separate secret fund?” Ezra asked. “Yes, and this is entirely up to you, as it’s your money. You can dictate exactly how much is to go to you every month, and I can get it all set up.” “The maximum amount allowed,” Ezra said. “Now wait…” Coach said. “For what?” Ezra asked. “What is this for, exactly?” “Whatever you want. There are no stipulations on what you can and cannot spend it on. Think of it as an additional income for the expenses of raising another child now.” “Ok, but I don’t need that…” “Hush, you,” Ezra said. “This is my money, and I want the maximum amount to go to you every month. How much is that, Mr. Andrews?” “Um, $10,000 a month, until you turn eighteen, and then the rest of the money is at your disposal.” Ezra did the math quickly in his head and nodded. Coach still had some reservations. “That’s perfect. What do I need to do to make this happen? And when do we start receiving the money?” “You just need to sign here, and that will get everything legal. I can write you a check for this month already, and we can mail you checks every month after that. If you want to give us your bank account information, we can also set up direct deposit, so it will just show up every month.” Ezra grabbed a pen and went to sign it. “Wait,” Coach said before he could put pen to paper. “What?” “Just take a second and let’s talk this over. I’m not about to start taking all your money. I told you that already that wasn’t what I wanted to do, and I’m standing by that. That money belongs to you, and I have no right to it.” “Yes you do. I’m going to be a financial burden now, and this will even things out. This is my choice.” “Ok, but you are not going to cost ten grand a month.” “I should hope not!” “So, then, why that amount? You can choose something more reasonable.” “Ok, look. At the maximum amount, when I turn eighteen, I will still have over two million dollars to my name. Probably more with interest and stuff. This is barely a dent in that. And I know that you’re not going to be wasting it on useless stuff. I wouldn’t do this with anyone other than you, you should know that…” Before he could answer, Ezra signed the paper and handed it back to Mr. Andrews, who handed Coach a check in turn. Coach just shook his head. Ezra was still smiling as the got back in the truck. Coach was not amused. “What?” Ezra finally asked. “What do you think you are doing? I told you I wasn’t doing this for your money.” “I know. And that’s exactly why you’re the perfect person to receive it.” “What are we even going to do with all that money?” “I’m sure we can find ways to spend it. I mean, we’re going now to buy stuff for me for my room, right? Well, now we don’t need to worry about that. Plus, with Jackson going off to college next year, we can give him some of that so he won’t have to worry about stuff outside of his classes.” Coach gave him the warmest smile hearing him say so willingly that he wanted to help Jackson out, even though it wasn’t at all necessary. “What?” Ezra asked. “Nothing. Ready to go shopping?” They went clothes shopping first. They got all the essential like jeans and stuff before shopping for looking at specific outfits. Coach made sure he got some nice dress up clothes too because you never know when you’ll need it. Ezra spent a ton of the time in the dressing rooms trying everything on. Coach would usually be in there with him so he wouldn’t have to keep going in and out. At first, Ezra was shocked by the brashness of it, but it just looked like a father helping his son try on clothes. No one ever thought that he would be so turned on by watching his boy strip so many times in a row. There were so many sounds of clothes coming off and on, no one noticed one more extra sound of a zipper. They both knew it was too risky to actually play in there, but that didn’t stop them from trying to show off for the other. Coach nearly got caught with his huge bulge once as he walked out of the dressing room. He would have to make sure not to cut it so close next time. They went to several different stores and got Ezra tons of new clothes to replace all the ones he’d lost. It was starting to get dark, and Coach made an unexpected stop. It was to the sporting goods store, so maybe not entirely out of character. Ezra wondered if he needed something for school and followed behind, not really knowing where he was going. Coach went straight to them. It was towards the back of the store, and it was back there for a reason. It took Ezra a moment to realize what they were there for. Jockstraps. All different sizes and styles and colors. Coach was already browsing for himself when Ezra started to take it all in. They stocked it like this because they knew it wasn’t something that the majority of people would need to see, but they sold so many of them to those who knew about them that they kept a large supply. Ezra found his size and started looking at the different ones. It looked like the one he was used to was pretty standard. Coach explained the ones that could hold a cup, and it made sense. Ezra didn’t really need or want those, so he stuck to what he liked. He got a bunch in white, a couple in black, and then a red one and a blue one. Coach was proud of their selection, put it in a basket and started towards the front. They went through camping on the way to the front, and Coach grabbed a little yellow block off the shelf without even pausing. “It’s your very own snakebite kit, like mine!” Coach said once they were in the car. “Speaking of, now that your my dad, does that mean I can have nipples pierced too?” “Boy, you can pierce whatever the hell you want. You’ll just have to wait until summer break so they’ll have time to heal so you can take them out for school.” “Wait, for real? I can?” “Of course you can! Why would I change the rules on you?” “You’re the best. Thank you, daddy.” Coach growled softly. “You called me `boy’, it’s only fair play.” “Oh, it’s completely fine, boy. That’s not a complaining sound, other than my pants are now too tight.” Coach said, grabbing his dick through his pants. Ezra noticed the time. “Hey, do you think we could put off the rest until tomorrow?” “I was just about to suggest that, but why?” “Well, Jackson will be home soon and I was kind of hoping he and I could go get dinner and talk. Just the two of us…” “Oh. Yeah, I guess that’s fine…” “Don’t worry, we’ll be back soon daddy.” “You better be. I need some of that sweet ass already.” “It’s all yours.” “Good boy.” Ezra and Jackson made it to their burger joint and it was empty inside. The drive-thru was crazy, so apparently, everyone else was taking theirs home. That was fine with them, no one else could hear them that way. “So, what do you need to talk about?” Jackson started. “Well, I just want to talk about where we stand now.” “Ok, rule 1-” “There’s already a rule one. No physicality when you’re present.” “Right. Rule 2 then. Just because you’re sleeping with him, doesn’t make you my parent…” “What? No. I mean, I’m so qualified to raise a teenager, what with all my experience being one. But really, no. He adopted me, not married me. Big difference.” “I know. Just wanted to be clear.” “You do realize that we can absolutely gang up on him now to get what we want.” “And that is why you’re clearly my brother.” “And you’re ok with that?” “Why wouldn’t I be?” “I mean, it’s just so sudden. And all so different.” “Have you decided what you’re going to call dad?” “Well, that’s another thing…” “What thing?” “Well, I don’t know how you feel about it.” “Why would that matter?” “Because I don’t want you to think I’m trying to weasel my way in. I don’t want you to think that I’m trying to steal him away from you. He’s your dad. Always has been, always will be.” “And now he’s your dad too. Ezra, this whole thing was mostly my idea. Sort of. He wouldn’t have done it if it weren’t ok with me. You know how he’s like. I knew what we were getting into. Hell, I welcomed it with open arms. You’ve been a part of this family for far longer than yesterday. That part just made it legal. So. What do you want to call him?” “I really want to call him dad too…” “Then do it.” Ezra smiled. “Oh, by the way. When summer break gets here, we’re going for a new round of piercing. You in?” “Hell yeah, dude! What are you going to get done?” Definitely the same as you. Maybe also my eyebrow. You?” “I want to get my ears done before college. This is perfect.” “Oh, also also… There’s… something else I should tell you…” “Ok, that sounds ominous.” “No no, it isn’t bad. It’s quite good, actually. Dad probably won’t tell you this, and wow that will take some getting used to. Anyway, because of the accident and losing my parents, I have come into quite a bit of money. Most of it I can’t touch until I’m old enough, but my lawyer friend set it up so we could receive some of it early.” “How much?” “Ten grand.” “Well, that is quite-” “Every month.” “How much money will you get when you’re old enough?” “Over two million. Probably close to two and a half…” “Holy shit.” “I know…” “Why are you telling me all this?” “Because I don’t have anyone else to tell? And I don’t want that to come as a surprise later.” “Well, awesome. Good thing I’m leaving and can’t really enjoy that…” “You’ll be coming home though, right? You’re not going away forever, are you?” “No, I’ll be back on breaks and stuff. And definitely always for Christmas.” “Ok, good.” They finished eating and went home to find a quiet house. Jackson went to get the TV on. “I’ll get this set up. You find dad and bring him along.” Ezra hurried off to Coach’s room knowing he was probably there. He was right. Coach was on his bed and had a big plastic tube on his dick. “Uh, what’s that?” Ezra asked, coming over to get a better look. “It’s a pump. It’s what I’ve been doing to get it bigger. Thought I’d get some time in while you were away. Have a good chat?” “Yes, dad, we did. And now we’re rewatching movies, so come join us.” “Dad?” “Yes. We talked it over, and that’s what I’d like to go with, if it’s fine with you.” Coach pulled him in and kissed him deeply. “It’s perfect. Now, go get comfy, I’ll get dressed and come out there. Ezra went back to the living room and saw Jackson had already changed. He went to his room to find the clothes they bought already hanging up. A new jockstrap and what they bought for him to lounge around the house in were already laid out. It was a pair of flowy knit pants. There were supposed to be shirts that went with it, but they weren’t out, so Ezra got the hint. He pulled them all on quickly and found his spot on the couch. Jackson was on the floor, like always. Coach came in wearing his robe and Ezra felt himself chub up in his pouch. That made it harder because he had missed that sensation too. It took him a second to realize that was all he was wearing. His big cock flopped through the open front. Ezra stared and opened his mouth to say something, but couldn’t make a sound. Coach got in his chair, and Jackson got the remote. “Oh, well, I see we’re back to just the bathrobe now, are we? Getting your new son acclimated quickly?” siirt escort “Sorry, what? Back?” Ezra asked. “Yeah, sorry, should have mentioned. He only wore that jockstrap around you. Before that, he always walked around like that. Honestly, I had been used to it, but it is strange to see again.” “Yeah, you’ll get used to it again. Or you won’t, Either way, this is how I feel most comfortable.” “Why did you wear a jock around me? You know I’ve seen it before a lot.” “I probably still will because I know how much you like seeing me like that too.” “You really don’t care?” Ezra asked Jackson. “Nah, it’s just us guys here. I grew up with that, and years of locker rooms have left me unaffected. Why? You thinking of strutting around here naked too?” “He might do just that,” Coach said and the boys both shot him a look. “As long as it’s not breaking rule 1, do what you like.” “When Jackson was little, he wouldn’t ever put on clothes. It started with not wanting to put anything on after a bath, but then it became any time we were home. I had to fight him to get him to put them on to go places.” “Dad!” “What? You take after your old man, no shame in that.” “Don’t expect me to start that again.” “Why not? It’s just us guys here. In fact, new house rule.” “No. No instigating mandatory nudity in the house.” “Not in the house. Just in the hot tub. No clothes allowed there. You want in? That’s the price.” “I do that anyway when you’re not around.” “Me too.” “You do that when I *am* around.” “By the way, what are you doing tomorrow?” “Not being naked?” “Good. We’re going shopping for Ezra’s room tomorrow. Come go with us.” “I thought you were doing that today?” “We got a bit of a late start and had a few extra errands to run, so we didn’t get that far. We did get his clothes, though.” “That’s good. Sure, I’ll come.” After an evening of movie watching, they all went to bed. Ezra grabbed Coach’s cock and lead him through the rest of the house to their room. Coach was already naked by the time they got there and was pulling Ezra’s pants down before the door was closed. Ezra stroked Coach while Coach groped him through the pouch. Ezra gasped at the feeling. “You like that, don’t you boy? You missed that feeling, tell me.” “Yes, daddy, so much. But it’s not just the cloth, it’s your hand too.” Coach pounced on Ezra and got him on his back with his legs in the air. Coach left the boy in his jock and started to enter him. Ezra lightly touched himself through the pouch thinking that it might make him cum soon. He stopped touching himself and went to run his hands through Coach’s chest hair. This felt much better to him. He found Coach’s nipple rings and gave them a few tugs. Coach had to slow down and shiver. It didn’t stop Ezra. He got one in his mouth to chew on and Coach quickly buried himself fully. Ezra wrapped his legs around Coach, and Coach began to fuck him long and deep, just how Ezra loved it. Coach reached between them to massage Ezra’s pouch, and the sensation immediately made Ezra cum. “Yeah, that’s it, boy! Cum for daddy!” Ezra moaned into Coach’s chest and came even harder hearing him. Coach shuddered and plowed him harder. “Fuck I love feeling you cum. Your whole body trembles and it feels amazing.” Ezra licked up Coach’s neck and nibbled on him there. Coach loved the feeling and slammed hard into Ezra to show his approval. Coach started to bite and lick Ezra’s ear. Something that felt strange for only a moment before feeling completely erotic. Coach put his arm behind Ezra and lifted him up so that he could work over the boy’s nipples. Ezra was grinding himself against Coach and was whimpering. Ezra started speeding up, and Coach knew the exact moment he came by the sensation of his body. Coach wasn’t even sure if Ezra knew he had just shot his second load. Coach took a moment to pull out and to pull off Ezra’s jockstrap. He shoved himself back in and started to lick the cum out of the pouch. “Mmm, my boy has a good taste. Want some?” Ezra smiled and Coach got a whole lot in his mouth before leaning down to kiss Ezra and pass his load to him. They didn’t break the kiss even long after they had swallowed all the cum. “Thank you, daddy,” Ezra said with a wicked twinkle in his eye. Coach let himself go again and really went to town on Ezra’s hole. He was determined to get the boy to shoot another load before he was finished. But that was getting harder to do. He couldn’t stop himself, nor did either of them want him to. Ezra’s hands were all over Coach, feeling every one of his muscles. They didn’t know which they wanted to feel the most, so they went all over everything. As fun as it was wearing the jockstrap, Ezra loved it so much more without it. He greatly preferred having nothing between them; to be able to feel him completely and with every part of his body. He loved the feeling of Coach’s muscles and hair rubbing against his cock. It got him every time. Coach could feel him starting to tense up, letting all the energy build up until he couldn’t hold it in any longer. It was the beginning of the end, and Coach loved it. He started pounding him harder and faster, the slaps of their bodies echoing in the room loudly. Ezra was still slick from his last two loads, but they could both feel him leaking even more. Ezra pulled him down all the way on top of him, squishing him into the soft mattress. He could feel Coach’s body writhing and flexing against his and he held on tight. His load didn’t have room to go far, but it coated them both well. Coach felt himself cross that line a moment after Ezra did, and began to fill him up once again. Ezra felt Coach moving and getting out of bed, so he sat up to see what was going on. He was getting his robe on and said he was going to start breakfast for everyone. Ezra could go back to sleep if he wanted. He didn’t want to, and got dressed and went to hang out in the kitchen. They weren’t there long before Jackson joined them. They ate, got ready, and went shopping. Their first stop was a comic book store. Ezra was delightfully surprised that that stop wasn’t entirely for him. Coach’s and Jackson both had their own stuff to check out. Ezra wandered for a bit before Coach came to give him the grand tour and to show him things he could put in his new room. The employees all knew them, and Coach introduced Ezra and gave the basic story, leaving out the some of the details. They welcomed Ezra to the shop, and he knew they would be here a lot. They went to the bookstore that Miranda had taken him, and this time he picked out his favorite that he had lost plus some new reading material. Coach did too, but he was being more secretive. Ezra would find out why later. They got new furniture and fixtures and things for the walls and the shelves. They ate lunch out. They went to a record store so Coach could see if there was anything there he needed. Ezra found a few he liked, so they got those too. Their last stop was to an electronics store. Ezra didn’t really know why they were there, but it was fun anyway. Jackson got a new game and was showing Ezra when Coach called them over. They were getting new laptops. For school, ostensibly, but Coach made sure they could run just about anything. Then they all got new cell phone upgrades. Coach needed to update his service for Ezra, and they were in need of new ones themselves. “I bet you’re wondering how we can afford all of this,” Coach said once they were back in the truck. “I’m guessing it’s from the ten grand from Ezra,” Jackson said. “What? You told him already?” “Yeah… I wasn’t planning on keeping it a secret from him. I wasn’t even sure if you were going to tell him.” “Well, that ruined the surprise…” “Sorry…” Ezra said. “You should have seen his expression too. A classic.” Coach chuckled and they went home. Jackson got to setting up his new computer while Coach and Ezra rearranged his room to his liking. Ezra watched Jackson play his game until time for bed. It was a school night. It was starting to feel weird to Ezra. Not bad, just new territory. Ezra grabbed the clothes he was planning to wear the next day and took them into Coach’s room. He hung them up in a corner out of the way. They got naked and got into bed together. “It’s going to be strange waking up with you, then seeing you at school, knowing that I can get you naked at the end of the day…” “It’ll be like Friday every day.” “So true.” They were walking up to school and hardly anyone was there yet. But principal Mazer was waiting for them. He took Ezra and Coach to his office to talk. Ezra was nervous already. “What’s going on?” Coach asked once they were alone. “Well, we have a bit of a problem.” “We do?” “Well, yes, actually. You see, with the accident and all the time off for court appearances and such, Ezra has missed quite a lot of school. So much so, that if he misses one more day, he won’t have enough days to go to the next grade. Even with excused absences, the law states that a student must attend a certain number of days to get credit.” Ezra’s eyes were wide with disbelief. “I-I won’t miss any more, I promise!” “Or, alternatively, you can miss one purposefully and repeat your sophomore year again. You were already ahead in your grade, so that would put you in class with kids your own age. And it would erase all the grades you had that weren’t doing so well with everything that’s been going on. We all knew that wasn’t your fault, and this would give you a chance to earn back your grades.” Ezra and Coach looked at each other, not knowing what to say. “What do you think?” Coach asked. “I don’t know. I mean, I would love a do-over for this year. The age thing doesn’t bother me, but it will be hard to get those grades back.” “Plus, it would mean an early start to your summer vacation,” the principal interjected. “And that.” “Not the point,” Coach said to Ezra. “Will this affect his permanent record?” he asked the principal. “Well, it would go on his record, yes, but so will the rest of the reasons why. Whoever looks at it will know the basic story of why it happened and that it was not disciplinary. The only way to would hurt him in the future is if the people reading the record are lazy and don’t go that far. But the majority aren’t like that, so odds are in his favor.” “It seems like it’s mostly positives on the side of repeating the grade…” “It would seem that way. There are no other foreseeable negatives that you haven’t mentioned?” “No, you have all the information I have,” Principal Mazer said. “I really think it’s the way you should go, Ezra. I really do.” “I think so too…” “Great!” Principal Mazer said. “We just need Coach to sign off on it here,” he said, sliding a page across his desk with a pen. Coach read it over and it didn’t say anything new or different, so he signed it. “What about today?” Ezra asked no one in particular. “What about today?” the principal asked back. “Well, if I’m not supposed to be here, what am I going to do? Do I go to class one more time just for kicks? Coach can’t take me home, he has class starting.” “Well, you could stay here if you want. Or, if it’s alright with him, you can stay in your legal guardian-” “Dad’s,” Ezra interrupted. “In your dad’s office in the gym,” he continued without missing a beat. “He can stay there. No one but me goes in there, so it won’t be a bother.” Ezra got pretty bored pretty quickly. It was only so much fun watching other kids play. Plus, Coach had his economics classes too in the morning, so he wasn’t even there. Though, between classes when he was in the gym, he was up with Ezra in the office. It gave them about ten solid minutes of flirting before he had to go again. Jackson stopped by before track and asked if he was alright since he had missed lunch. Ezra told him everything was fine and he’d tell him all about it tonight. After school, Ezra watched soccer practice. One, it was something he could watch and understand and learn from. Two, it was where Coach was. During practice, someone gave Ezra a message to give to Coach. Track was running way long. They got all the equipment put away, and the soccer guys left for the day. Coach and Ezra went up to the office again, securing the door behind them. Coach started peeling off his sweaty clothes as they went up the stairs. Ezra gathered them as they fell. Coach was naked by the top. “What are you doing, boy? Why have you still got your clothes on?” “Because we’re at school? You said no play at school, remember?” “School’s out, boy. The gym is locked. No one will find us. I promise.” “If you insist,” Ezra said getting his shirt off. They went to the back room and got in the shower together up there. It was an open shower for multiple people; like the ones downstairs, just smaller. They could each have their own place. Not that they needed it. They would be in enough trouble if someone saw them at all. Being so close would matter very little. Ezra was a little sad to wash all his scent away, but he was sure he could get it back later. It was rather exciting to be doing this where they could be caught. They didn’t fuck in the shower, though. It would probably take too long and knowing them, be too noisy. They limited themselves to just touching and they did that a lot. They were good and raring to go when they had to stop. Ezra got his same clothes back on and Coach got his normal school clothes back on. He did pull his sweaty jockstrap back on first, and Ezra’s heart raced a bit. They found Jackson downstairs waiting for them. He hadn’t been there long and guessed straight away what they had been up to. He just laughed it off. Ezra told him all the news on the drive home. “So if his summer starts now, does that mean we’re going to the piercing place again?” “Well, maybe. You can’t get anything done until after you get out, though. You know the rules.” “I can wait, it’s not a problem.” “Are you sure?” “Yeah, if course. I’d rather it happen at once. Especially on my first time.” “What are you going to do for the next two weeks while we’re at school?” “No idea. I’m sure I can find ways to pass the time. Question is, where am I going to be?” “Well,” Coach said. “You can either stay here or stay in my office like you did today.” Ezra shrugged. “Either way is fine with me. I can bring a book to read. I’d rather stay here, but if you don’t feel comfortable leaving me home alone I can tag along.” “It’s fine for you to stay here. I just wasn’t sure if you’d be ok staying here alone.” “You say that like I’ve never been in your house before. I know my way around.” “True. Very true. Just don’t break anything.” “Aw, that was my first plan for tomorrow. Break things.” That evening Coach didn’t join them for TV time. Ezra wasn’t sure if he was meant to join him now but was told to hang out with Jackson. When it came time, Ezra quietly went into the room in case Coach was already asleep. He wasn’t. He had his pump on again and the snakebites on. “Hello, boy.” “Hi, daddy. Do you enjoy that?” “Very much so. Would you like to try it on?” “I don’t want to take away your toy…” Coach smiled. “I have a smaller one that I can’t use, but will probably fit you.” “Sure, if you think I’ll like it.” Coach got up and went to get the other one. Ezra got naked while he was gone. He came back and slipped it in Ezra and showed him how to control the pump and when he should stop. “Low and slow, that’s the key to this. Too much to quickly can feel bad, and in rare cases hurt you. But the intention is to get the blood into your dick to make it bigger. The more you do this, the more it works. But like working out, the results may be hard to notice. But don’t get discouraged.” Ezra gasped when he felt it suctioning out the air. It did feel good. It made him look enormous. They got in bed together and cuddled close. “How long do we wear these?” “As long as you can. Though, probably not more than two hours at a time. Then it starts getting into the part where you could damage yourself. We won’t go that long tonight, but if you get bored here during the day, you can use it if you’re careful with yourself.” Ezra found plenty to do in the coming days. He read, he practiced piano, he listened to music, and he pumped his cock. Usually a few times. He was starting to get used to the weird sensation and knew where his limits were so he didn’t hurt himself. In the evenings, Jackson had a lot of work for the end of the year; papers to write and exams to study for. Ezra helped quiz him some, but a lot of it was too complicated to help with. He was preoccupied with his work, so Coach and Ezra got lots of time to play together. Jackson was a little jealous that he was having to work, but that’s life. He got over it quickly. A few days before graduation, Ezra was in his room reading, when he heard someone trying to get in the front door. When they couldn’t, they started pounding on it. Ezra went to answer it, and a strange woman was standing there. “Who are you?” she asked curtly. “What are you doing in my house?” sincan escort “Um, this isn’t your house. Who are you?” “Get out of my way,” she said and shoved Ezra to the ground. She just waltzed in and went straight to Ezra’s room. She reeked of alcohol. “What the hell have they done to this place?” “Ok, get out of my room, and get out of my house. Now.” “Don’t talk to me like that! I’ll do whatever I like here.” “Leave, or I call the cops. They’re good friends of mine. Always eager to help me out.” She slammed his door in his face. His phone was in there with her, so he went into the kitchen to use the landline. Luckily, he remembered the phone number. “Hello, sheriff? This is Ezra…” “Hey Ezra. Everything ok?” “Well, no. Not really.” “What’s going on?” “Some very angry and probably drunk lady just shoved her way into my house and shut herself in my room. I don’t know what to do. Can you send someone to get her?” “Is anyone else there?” “No, they’re all at school.” “Is she threatening you? Are you in danger?” “Other than the shove, she hasn’t made any moves against me or threatened me. I just want her gone, please.” “Ok, we’ll be right out. Stay on the line though until they get there.” Ezra stayed on the phone and the woman came out into the kitchen. “Oh boy, she’s in the kitchen now…” “Who are you talking to? Who said you could use that phone? Why are you even here?” “Why are you here?” “I asked first.” “And I don’t care.” “Get off the damn phone!” “No. No, I don’t think that I will.” “Listen here, you little asshole. Do as you are told.” “Yeah, you can go straight to hell with that order.” Before she could respond, a cop joined them in the kitchen. Ezra had left the door open and he had come right in. “Finally. Officer, remove this boy.” “Ma’am, you’re going to need to come with me.” “He’s here. I’m going to hang up now.” “Alright. I’ll call the school to let them know.” “Thanks, sheriff.” “You called the cops??” “I told you to leave or I would call them. Weren’t you listening?” The officer took her by the back of the arm and started leading her towards the door. She jerked her arm away, hitting the cop in the process. “Get your hands off me!” “And now you’ve assaulted a police officer. Now you get to come with me in handcuffs.” She yelled and screamed all the way down the sidewalk and into the cop car. Ezra thanked him and they were off. Coach called within ten minutes. “Ezra! Are you ok?” “Yeah, I’m fine. Some strange lady just barged in here.” “Yeah, she does that sometimes…” “You know her?” “Unfortunately. Ezra, that was Debbie, my ex-wife and Jackson’s mother.” “Oh. Were you expecting her?” “No, not at all.” “Um, I might have had her arrested…” “Good. She should know better by now. The sheriff filed me in. I’ll take care of it later, don’t worry. Just tell me that you’re ok.” “Yeah, I’m fine. Just a little shaken up is all.” “Ok. We’ll be back as soon as school is out.” After school, Jackson came bounding in the house. “Tell me it’s true. Tell me you got that bitch arrested for real.” “I mean, she was just going to be escorted out when she accidentally hit the cop, and that’s what got her arrested. But yes, I did call the cops on her.” “That is beautiful.” Jackson came over and embraced Ezra and kissed the top of his head. “You have no idea how many times I wished I could do that. I only wish I could have seen it for myself.” Ezra looked around. “Where’s Co- I mean dad?” “He’s going to the police station to deal with her.” “Now?” “Why? Do you need him for something?” “Well, no, but she’s been there for hours. I thought he would have done that already.” “Pssh. Let her drunk ass rot in a cell.” “Wow, ok.” Coach came back exasperated. Jackson was working on his last finals and Ezra had cooked dinner for them. Coach was grateful to not have to do that task. “Well Jackson, your mother is here.” “So I heard. Why, though?” “Why do you think?” “She is not coming to my graduation. She doesn’t have a ticket, and I’m not about to try and find her one. Especially this late in the game.” “No, I know. But she is still here and she does want to see you.” “Tough.” “Jackson…” “No! She doesn’t get to just drop in like this! Uninvited and unannounced. She can’t treat me like shit my whole life and then just expect me to pick up like nothing is wrong whenever she feels like it. No. I’m done with her. And pretty soon, I can be done with her forever.” Coach didn’t argue but slumped in his chair. He was quiet all evening until he and Ezra got into bed. “Are you ok?” Ezra asked. “Yeah, I’m fine.” “I don’t believe you.” Coach sighed. “Deb is… a lot. I’m really sorry things went down like they did. She shouldn’t be here at all. But, that’s Deb. Always exactly where she isn’t supposed to be.” “What happened with the sheriff?” “Well, I got them to not press charges. I don’t think they really planned on it, but it’s really better for everyone if they don’t.” “Why?” “Because facing charges would mean she would have to stay in town longer, and the goal is to get her gone as soon as possible. She was pretty furious that I wouldn’t let her stay here like she used to.” “Because of me?” “Sort of. Because your room is the only spare one we have, and she’s not getting it. And none of us want her in the house, so it’s a good excuse. I got her a cab to take her to a hotel room.” “Hotel? She’s staying?” “I can’t stop that. Jackson’s right, she can’t get into the actual ceremony, but there are still other things going on. We’re having a graduation party for him that night, and I have a sneaking suspicion she’ll show up.” “I’m very sorry.” “Don’t be. It’s not your fault. I was the one who got myself into this mess. But I got the best possible thing out of it, and I wouldn’t trade him for the world. And once he turns eighteen, we have no reason to stay connected.” Ezra hugged Coach tight and they fell asleep like that. Graduation day came, and the ceremony went well. Jackson had to go early, so he drove himself. Ezra and Coach got all dressed up and headed out. The ceremony itself was long and boring with about fifteen seconds if excitement when Jackson walked across the stage to get his diploma. It was a large class, so it took a while to get through everyone. After, they took lots of photos. They got every incarnation of people together, and even a few more than once. They went home to change and get ready for people to be over. They got everything set up just as people started arriving. Jackson knew everyone, of course. Ezra knew some of them and mostly hung out with his lunch crowd. They were all pleased to see him and wanted to scoop on what happened at school. They were all mortified that he was having to stay one more year there, but it didn’t bother him at all. The party was in full swing when she showed up. She was already plastered. Apparently, she started her own party well before arriving. Jackson was furious, but passive-aggressively ignored her. She woke up the next morning cold and wet. The sprinklers were hitting her with all they had. She sat up and saw a puddle of vomit in the dirt in front of her. She was in the garden. Coach was done waiting, so he had hit the override to turn the sprinklers on early. He sat sternly, waiting for her to come around. “What the hell…” she said, still mostly out of it. “You made me sleep in the yard?” “Oh no. I didn’t make you do anything. You’re the one who got drunk and passed out. I just let you stay where you landed.” “You could have brought me inside, you know.” “I’m well aware. But that was never going to happen. Not with how you were acting last night.” She looked around the empty yard, groggily trying to recall the details with no luck. “You can’t even remember, can you? You don’t remember hitting on every guy at the party. Including your son’s friends who are still in high school? You don’t remember making everyone so awkward, they made excuses to leave early? Which is good news for you, since that means most of them missed you vomiting all over yourself and collapsing in the flower bed. But that certainly got the rest of them gone. All before it even got dark. Hours before the party was supposed to end.” She didn’t have a response. “Go home, Deborah. Just, go home.” “I’m not going home until my son speaks to me. Where is he?” “Not here. He was absolutely crushed and embarrassed by your behavior last night. You ruined one of the biggest nights of his life, so he’s off with his friends, trying to forget the whole ordeal.” “Tell me where he is.” “No. Why did you even come here?” “I have a right to celebrate my son graduating.” “A right? Why would you think that? You weren’t here for any of his other milestones. And you especially weren’t here to see him work so hard to get where he is. Why do you think you have a right to celebrate this one?” “I am his mother, dammit!” Coach shook his head. “No, sorry. You lost the right to that when you chose drugs over your child. And you have done nothing since to try and reclaim that. All you are to him now is an embarrassing story his friends will tease him about.” Ezra came outside at that point with a towel and a glass of water with Alka Seltzer bubbling inside. He didn’t speak but just handed them to her. She dried off and looked at the glass. “What’s this for?” “It’ll help with your hangover,” Ezra said. She didn’t reply and turned back to Coach. “So what’s the story on this one?” “None of your business.” “Taking in strays again?” Coach rolled his eyes. “No, I stopped that after you. It wasn’t worth it.” “Yeah, and call me a stray one more time and I’ll turn the sprinklers on you myself,” Ezra said going back inside. “Again?” she asked Coach. “I’ve already told you this story three times. Apparently, you were too drunk at all of them to remember. Not surprising, really. But yes, that’s what you called my son all night long.” “Son?” she said with a sudden smile. “What have you been keeping from me?” “Just about everything.” “You know I could use this against you-” “Shut up. Just, shut up. No, you can’t use him against me. There is no court in this country who would reverse their decision on custody over this. Much less to give a child to you. Especially one that is months away from being eighteen. And he had made it perfectly clear that when that special day comes, he’s never speaking to you again. Nor will I, since I won’t have to. And it will be a joyous occasion. Now. Again. For the cheap seats. Go home. No one wants you here.” “Can I at least come inside while I wait for a ride?” “No. You’re soaking wet. You can wait on the porch.” She lowered her head in shame and left through the gate to the front door to wait. Her stuff was waiting for her there, and she called an Uber to pick her up. She knocked on the door when it arrived to give back the towel and the glass. Coach was just going to leave her, but Ezra went to answer it. He took the things back. “For the record, that drink you gave me was nasty.” “It was medicine, not for pleasure. Don’t make me regret giving you that.” She shut up and left. Ezra put the glass in the sink and the towel in the laundry. Coach was in his chair, brooding. “Why did you give her that drink?” “To help with her hangover. Did nobody hear me say that?” “No, I mean why did you want to help her hangover?” “Oh. Because she needed it, I suppose.” “You’re a good boy, Ezra. You have a good heart, even around awful people.” Ezra went and sat in his lap. “What can I say? I always try to please. I’m pretty sure that’s why you liked me in the first place.” Coach grinned, reminiscing. “Maybe a little bit. Is she gone?” “Yeah, drove off in a cab.” “Good riddance. I’m so mad at her. I can’t believe she would do that. Actually, I can believe it, and that’s the most troubling.” “What did she mean by `taking in strays’?” “Oh, that was a joke we had. She always said I was the type of person that would always take in strays. I’m a big, scary man with a soft spot.” “That’s not far from true, though.” “Oh, I’m a big, scary man, eh?” Ezra rubbed his hands across Coach’s shirt. “Very big. And I’m glad you’re on my side because I would not want you against me. And that soft heart of yours is one of the things I liked first about you.” “You’re not a stray.” “If that’s the worst I get called, I got off easy.” “She shouldn’t have called you that at all. No one should. I won’t let them.” “I know. But she could have said worse things. And in the end, I don’t care what people like her think of me. Their opinions don’t matter.” Coach kissed the side of Ezra’s head. “I’m sorry you had to stay the night by yourself.” “No, I understand. She could have wandered in, and that would have been a bigger mess. I totally get it. Why? Are you needing release?” “Yes, but not right now. I’m still too angry at her, and that would make concentrating on you that much more difficult.” “I tell you what. Since it’s still early, and not super hot outside yet, why don’t we take this outside to the hot tub?” “That sounds perfect. I’ll get the towels, you go get the jets going.” Ezra went outside and Coach came out stark naked holding towels. Ezra smiled at the sight and came around to the other side to show that he too was already naked too. “Mmm good boy! Remembering the rules!” “Why do you think I suggested it in the first place?” he said, climbing in and getting settled. Coach joined him, and that sat and soaked and bonded. They didn’t talk, just relaxed and sometimes played with the other. Ezra could feel Coach relaxing, and that got him more relaxed too. He hated seeing him affected like this, but there wasn’t much he could do. They stayed in until it was too hot outside to remain. They wrapped themselves up in their towels and went inside to cool off. Jackson came back a little later. “Seriously, do y’all just not wear anything when I’m not around?” “He wears nothing when you are around. Why would he put something on when you’re gone?” “Fair point, but what about you?” “You assume I’m not wearing anything under this towel.” “I can see the outline of your dick.” Ezra looked down and saw he was right and tried to cover himself. “We were in the hot tub…” “Now? When it’s a thousand degrees outside?” “It was lovely this morning until it got hot.” “I take it Lil Debbie left. Otherwise, you’d be clothed.” “Yeah, we got rid of her. I’m so sorry about what happened.” “Don’t want to talk about her.” “You brought her up.” “To see if she was gone, and now that is established, we can go back to why y’all were in a hot tub in summer.” “Because it was nice and relaxing. Nothing like being naked outside, right Ezra?” “Actually, yeah…” Ezra responded. “Et tu, Ezra?” “Well, I was thinking… you’re actually pretty right. It is too hot for a hot tub. Since we have a lot of extra money coming in, why don’t we get a pool?” “Are you serious?” Jackson asked. “Of course I’m serious.” “I have been asking you for that for at least a decade, and now that I’m leaving you decide to get one? That’s superb.” “You know we couldn’t afford one then…” “You just want it so you and Ezra can be out there naked…” “That’s a big part of it, yes. You can too, though. I know you’ve already considered it.” “That’s not the point. I’ll get to use it, what? A couple of months?” “Well, then you’ll just have to come back a lot, now won’t you?” “Ooo clever plan, old man. Very clever.” “You really don’t want this?” “Of course I want it. I wanted it when I was seven.” “Ezra? How about you?” “I love swimming. I’m definitely all for it.” “It’s settled then. I’ll start working on the arrangements, you to go have fun.” “I should probably go put something on…” “You should definitely stay just as you are,” Coach replied. Ezra looked at him and then Jackson. Jackson didn’t protest, so Ezra shrugged and kept the towel on. The next afternoon, Coach strolled into the living room, fully dressed and holding his keys. “Find a good stopping point in your game. We have things to do.” Jackson had just found a save point, so it was perfect timing. He paused the game and the boys looked at each other. “Where are we going?” Jackson asked. “It’s the first day of summer break. Don’t y’all want to get things pierced still?” That got them going quickly and Coach grinned at them. They piled into the truck and head out to the tattoo shop. A bell rang when they came in and a heavily tattooed lady greeted them warmly. Coach went up and explained why they were there, the ages, and that he had been here before, and knew about the release forms. She was glad to not have to explain all that again and quickly got the forms for him to fill out, one for Jackson and one for Ezra. The boys went looking at tattoo designs for a bit, trying to imagine what they would look like inked up. Coach called them over to ask what all they wanted pierced. Jackson said just his ears. Ezra asked if he could do his eyebrow in addition to what they had talked about. sinop escort Coach grinned and said sure. While he finished up the paperwork, he told them to pick out the hardware they wanted. They perused the case with all the different sized pieces and picked out the ones they wanted. Once they got everything squared away, she called the guy who was going to do the piercings from the back to get them started. Jackson went first and it didn’t take very long at all to get done. Next was Ezra. Coach asked if he wanted him to join him, and Ezra said he was fine, but if he wanted to be there, he could. Coach elected to stay outside. Ezra walked behind a curtain and the guy pulled it closed behind him. He too was heavily tattooed and had several piercings all over his face. Ezra looked at them trying to decide what some of them would look like on him. He realized he was staring at him and it was probably rude. The guy smiled and told him to get a seat on what looked like a doctor’s bed. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to stare, I was just admiring all your work…” He smiled, “I know. I can tell when someone is staring because they’re impressed vs. when they’re being judgmental. If I didn’t want people staring, I wouldn’t have put all this stuff in my face. Now, you’re getting an eyebrow and both nipples done?” “Yes. I-is that alright?” “I’m not the one being stuck. Is it alright with you?” “I don’t know. Is there going to be a problem getting them all done at once?” “No, not problems. You won’t be able to sleep on your stomach for a while.” “…Why?” “I mean, you CAN, it’ll just hurt. If you like the pain, you can go right ahead, but most people generally prefer to let them heal before trying to do anything. Problems can arise if you do too many in one single place or if they are placed where no place is comfortable to sleep on. But it’s not going to pose an issue with the piercings.” He began. They decided to start with the nipples, and Ezra took his shirt off and lay down on the table/bed/thing. He put on surgical gloves and unwrapped the piercing needles from their sterile packaging. They chatted, more to keep Ezra distracted than anything. He instructed Ezra to take a deep breath and exhale, and when he did, he shoved the needle through and Ezra twitched involuntarily. Yes, it hurt, but not at all like he expected it to. He tried to keep his breathing steady while the guy replaced the needle with the jewelry. He then moved to the other side of the table and repeat the process again. The guy told Ezra to sit up and he grabbed a medium-sized mirror so he could see what he looked like now. Ezra reached up to touch them and pulled his hand away quickly when he felt it still stung. “Yeah, they’re going to be pretty sensitive for the next couple of days at least. You can take normal pain meds if it gets to be too much, but you’ll probably just end up ignoring it. Now, no pulling on them or playing with them until they get fully healed. You don’t want to aggravate the piercing because that can lead to infection.” “Infection?” “Yeah, it’s technically an open wound. You will need to keep it clean until it heals. I have a whole set of instructions and stuff to keep it clean that I’ll give you before you leave. It’s not hard, but you do need to keep up with it a couple of times a day. Got it?” “I think so…” “We’ll go over it in more detail later, don’t worry.” Ezra nodded and the guy started looking at his face. Ezra didn’t really get what he was doing, but he realized he was looking at where the best placement in his eyebrow would be. They decided on the left side and the guy got this set ready and went through a similar procedure. This one hurt a lot less which surprised Ezra until he thought about it and realized there are far fewer nerve endings in his face. Ezra got the detailed instructions and a bottle of something to clean the piercings with. They would heal at different times due to the different placements. He went over all the details carefully and Ezra paid close attention. Coach and Jackson had already gone through this, so if he forgot anything, they could help him out. He got his shirt back on and hissed a bit as the fabric rubbed against the new piercings. The guy grinned at him. “Yeah, they’ll do that for a bit. Be careful, especially with loosely knit tops as they can get snagged on the jewelry and pull them hard. You want to keep them from doing that until they’re healed up.” Ezra thanked him and went out to join the others in the front of the shop. They didn’t notice him coming as they were going through tattoo designs. “Planning on getting one of those?” “Yes!” Jackson said and Coach just shot him a look. “Not today he isn’t. But I can’t stop him after he’s old enough.” “What about you? Ever thought about getting a tattoo?” “Thought about it, and I don’t want one.” “Fair enough. Are you getting anything pierced today?” It was at that moment they realized he was out and had two shiny bits on his face on both sides of his eyebrow, and they looked at it with growing smiles. “Wahey, that looks good on you!” Jackson said. Coach put a finger under Ezra’s chin to lift his face so he could see it better in the light. “It sure does! I like that a lot. And no, I’m done for now.” Coach went over to pay the lady and give the guy a big tip for his work. They left the shop with all their goodies and headed back home. “How do your others look? I want to see them…” Jackson said back in the truck. “When we get home, I promise. It’s not like you won’t ever see them…” “I mean, that’s so true…” “I didn’t see what you picked out for those…” Coach said. Ezra grinned. “Again, it’s not like you won’t ever get to see them. Just think of it as a surprise for when we get home.” When they got home, Ezra flashed Jackson like a drunk sorority girl at Mardi Gras, and he got a good chuckle out of it. Ezra pulled his shirt down before Coach could see them too, and Coach gave him his best fake hurt look. “Can I see them now?” Coach asked once they were alone in the bedroom. “Care to unwrap your surprise?” Ezra said mischievously. Coach smiled and came over and pulled his shirt off carefully to not hurt them. His eyes got wide, along with his smile, when he saw the two studs on either side of his nipples. It was pretty much the same thing as his face. “Those look so good on you too! I was wondering what you would choose, and if having rings like ours would even look good on you. But I really like that! It makes me want to play with them now…” Ezra took a step back away from him. “Please don’t… They are still sore…” “Oh, I remember that. Don’t worry. I’ll keep my hands off them until you tell me it’s ok to do so.” Ezra came back forward to his place and started to pull Coach’s shirt off. Coach had to help him get it all the way off, as Ezra wasn’t tall enough to pull it all the way over his head. It was much easier to do that with button-up shirts that slipped off his broad shoulders. Ezra rubbed his hands up Coach’s stomach to his pierced nipples to give them a nice tug. Coach pulled him to him entirely to embrace him and to feel his face pressed to his chest. “What do you think of them? How do they look to you? How do they feel?” “I like them a lot. It’s subtle, but I like it like that. They still hurt, but I can tell that they will feel great soon.” “That’s good! You should enjoy yourself.” Before they got started, Coach walked him through the cleaning process. Ezra could have done it all himself, but there was something about letting Coach take care of him that stirred something deep inside him. There was a look in his eyes; not sexual at all, but one of duty and care. A fierce gaze on him in a completely different way than he was used to. Ezra secretly hoped Coach would do it all the time, and he wouldn’t be disappointed. Coach too found something stimulating about taking good care of his boy. It stung more, but not for very long, and Coach said that would stop in a couple of days. Coach had slowly removed the rest of their clothing while they went, leaving them in their jockstraps. Ezra stood in front of the full-length mirror in the bathroom to get a really good look at himself for the first time. He smiled at his new additions and smiled harder when he saw Coach watching him from behind. Coach came up and wrapped his arms around the boy and kissed his head. Ezra pressed himself back into Coach to be held. Ezra watched as Coach slipped the jock off his small waist and let it hit the floor. He was half-hard and Coach reached down to stroke him and get him harder. Ezra could feel Coach’s pouch poking at his backside, and as that would never do, he reached back to get his off too. When that was done, Coach began to grind himself between Ezra’s ass cheeks to get himself hard. He kept nudging at his hole, but wouldn’t allow himself to go in just yet. It was working, as Ezra began to rub back against him trying to get what he so wanted, but wasn’t getting. Coach kept playing with Ezra and rubbing his body, making sure to avoid his chest. Coach was already starting to leak, which was pretty normal for him, and he was getting the boy’s ass slicked up nicely. Ezra reached up to put his hands behind Coach’s head and pulled him in to kiss him long and hard. Coach kept a tight hold on the boy, not to keep him from leaving, as they both knew this was where they wanted to be, but because Coach wanted Ezra as close to him as he could. Ezra also loved the feeling of being touched by Coach with as much of his as was physically possible. He craved the feeling of all that hair and all those muscles. He knew they couldn’t stay this way forever like he wanted, but he also knew that they would always end up like this again, and that made it all better. Ezra’s whole body was tingling with excitement and it got amplified when it hit his new piercings. That got him more excited and that too got multiplied. He felt his legs start to twitch and it was getting harder to stand up properly. Coach was right there holding him in place, so it didn’t matter too much. Coach recognized the signs and began stroking him faster now. He stopped hisses Ezra and moved to nibble on his ear, whispering words of encouragement. “That’s it, boy! Cum for daddy! Get off on just my touch.” Ezra’s body obeyed the command without him concisely deciding to. Not that he would protest, but it was a bit of a shock to have it happen automatically. He shot long and hard, coating the mirror in front of them. Coach was dripping now, loving how much his boy got off on him. Ezra could feel it dripping down his thighs. He wiggled himself free from Coach’s grasp, spun around, and dropped to his knees quickly. He shoved as much cock as he could in his mouth. Coach leaned his head back and let out a low groan. He got his head back down and ran his hands through Ezra’s hair, not to force him, but to be able to see his face more clearly. He could watch his cock disappear into that sweet mouth. But what he loved the most was when he would look up at him. He would often shift his gaze up slowly, taking in the incredible view right in front of his face, until he would meet Coach’s eyes and they would hold that for a while. Ezra had gotten much better at being able to take Coach’s cock in his mouth. He had learned to control his breathing and to relax his throat to let more and more in. He probably wouldn’t ever be able to take it all in, but that only ever bothered Ezra. He wanted to be able to take his entire length every way he possibly could because he knew how much it would please Coach. For his part, Coach was already amazed at his ability, and anything more was just icing. But if the boy wanted to try, and try he did, he wouldn’t stop him. But he made sure to constantly remind him how good he already was and how much better he had been than anyone else, and he shouldn’t feel bad about any of it. Ezra stared up at Coach while his tongue worked his stiff cock. He was drinking down the pre as it filled his mouth and he dug around the man’s foreskin, devouring the flavor there. It was always clean, but it still trapped the taste of Coach well, and it became Ezra’s special treat. Coach wouldn’t last long, as watching Ezra cum had really got him going. If he hadn’t started blowing him, he would have started plowing him right there in the bathroom. “Here it comes, boy. Here comes your snack!” he said and began firing off. Ezra pulled back, leaving just the head in so he could taste it all and feel the shots. He then pulled all the way off to let Coach shoot it on his face. Coach loved the look of his boy’s face coated with his cum. Ezra would lick off what he could reach and Coach would help him eat the rest slowly. Like usual, neither got soft as the experience had been so good they couldn’t help but want it to continue. Often it was exhaustion that would end their sessions and finally get them soft again. Until they woke up and were hard again. This time, Ezra felt Coach grab his hips as he was climbing into bed, holding him in place. Ezra looked back over his shoulder and saw Coach staring at his hole with a wicked grin. He bent down to bury his face there and began to dig his tongue around the boy’s hole. It opened nicely for him and he worked it over long and hard. Ezra loved the feeling of his beard rubbing around his sensitive ass. When Coach did this, Ezra knew that he was in for a long, hard ride. The longer he took, the longer he could fuck. And this time he took his time, getting Ezra dripping with just his mouth. When he had had enough, Coach tapped Ezra’s ass and got him to flip over to how he loved it the most. Coach dragged him closer and deftly sunk his dick in the slick, wet hole. He got it all the way in and Ezra could feel it throbbing. He knew Coach was getting himself acclimated once again before his lust would take over and he began to pound hard. Ezra had to soften his moans to not wake Jackson, even though they were on the other end of the house. Still though, the sound was music to Coach and it always drove him harder. Coach too made his own vocalizations with his own building pleasure. He tried too to keep quieter, but he didn’t care as much if his son heard. He wasn’t really thinking about him, to be honest. Slowly, Coach’s fucking shifted them further onto the bed. At first, Coach would pull the boy closer, but eventually, he climbed in too and looked over Ezra. Ezra wrapped his arms around Coach and would find their way down to his big, hairy ass and would massage it as it flexed to fuck him. It kicked Coach into a harder pace. Ezra could feel Coach’s sweat dripping on him and he went to run his hands up the man’s body to feel the damp hair. Ezra’s prostate never got used to any of this. His little joy buzzer sent strong waves through him just as intense as it had been the first time he had felt it. Ezra understood it better now and knew better than to fight it and let it all wash over him. He knew that when it felt like he was about to drown in it, his cock was about to fire off. Coach could feel it building and did everything he could to make it better. “Oh God, daddy, just like that! Don’t stop!!” “Yeah baby, take your daddy’s cock. Let me fill you up!” “Do it, daddy! Cum in me…” Not wanting to deny him what he wanted, it only took Coach a few more thrusts until he shoved in hard and started to fill him up. Ezra was already shooting himself and he hit his own chin a few times; the rest coating his body. Coach would drag his hand through the boy’s load, rubbing it into his skin. Coach pulled Ezra to him, the boy’s back to his front. He pulled out and Ezra was disappointed in the sudden empty feeling. But this didn’t last very long and he felt Coach’s fingers start digging around him. Coach pulled them out and put them in front of Ezra’s face to show him his cum-coated fingers. Ezra pulled them into his mouth, cleaning them completely. Coach then shoved them back in to get more. Ezra groaned softly, feeling the fingers dig around his well-used hole. He kept cleaning them off as they were presented to him. While they were doing this, Ezra was reminiscing about what they had just done when something dawned on him. “Did you call me baby?” “…Maybe. Does that bother you?” “No, but you’ve never called me that before.” “I know… I got a little caught up in the moment…” “I don’t mind. I kind of like it, actually…” “So you wouldn’t care if I kept calling you that?” “I would love for you to.” “Is that one of the things I can only call you in here?” “Do you really want to walk around calling your son `baby’? Won’t that raise some suspicions more than `boy’?” “Yeah, you’re probably right… Oh well…” “I mean, you can call me whatever you want whenever you want. I just don’t want you to get in trouble.” “I know, baby. We won’t, I won’t, I promise.” Ezra leaned back and kissed him deeply before Coach stuck his cum covered fingers back in his mouth to suck on. Once Coach pulled his fingers out and they came out clean, he grabbed his cock and gently pushed it back all the way inside Ezra. Ezra shivered and scooted back to get closer and get himself deeper on Coach’s cock. Coach snaked his arms around Ezra and held him as they fell asleep.