I couldn't sleep. I slipped my hand in my boxers and thought about Coach Riley.
I can't sleep. I slip my hand in my boxers and think about Coach Riley. You've gotta get some rest. Tomorrow is the football game, and the team needs you... I lay back. I know what was keeping me awake. It was Coach Riley. His muscles, his abs, his shorts, his cock-- Where did that come from? "Cum, cum, cum," whispers a voice. I sit up in bed. My hard on cock throbbing. It...Read On