14
Coach James
James was nervous and he didn’t know why. He was the adult here, this should have been so simple. And yet he hung up half a dozen times before letting the phone ring long enough for Steve to pick up. He’d fucked up by losing his temper with Steve. He just hoped that it wasn’t too late.
He lay in bed, staring up at the ceiling fans as they struggled to circulate the hot air properly. It was yet another thing he hoped to take care of with Steve.
There were so many reasons that he was mad at what he had done to the kid. Yeah, he liked working with him, sure. But he also just liked being around him. The honest truth was, he liked doing everything with him.
In retrospect, the young man hadn’t meant any harm. Sure, it was a violation of his privacy, but when he thought about it, maybe he would have done the same thing? All he had done was listen outside of his door. Pure curiosity and nothing more. And when he looked at it from his shoes, it made a whole lot more sense.
This was obviously Steve’s first time with a grown man, and the experience was new to him. He was probably confused by the way that James had run to answer the phone. He may have even been a little hurt by it. What he needed was James’s support, not his wrath.
As the phone rang out, James was about to hang up when Steve finally answered. “What?” Steve said, very curt. His tone had an edge to it, and it was clear he was still pissed.
Despite this fact, James smiled. It was great hearing his voice again. “Is that how you answer the phone?” he asked, a playfulness in his voice.
As if by instinct, his hand automatically went to his cock. There was just something about the guy’s voice that made the coach hard automatically. It must have been the way that hearing it made his mind wander to the body that the voice came out of…and the dick that hung between those legs.
The sharpness to Steve’s voice made him realize that he’d also have to put the young man in his place where he belonged. Clearly, he hadn’t learned where his role would be yet. He’d have to get him back first, though.
“What do you want?” Steve asked, still stinging.
James knew that he had really ticked off the guy. But at the same time, he also knew that he had a shot at winning him over, or he never would have answered the phone.
James cleared his throat, thinking of how to frame his apology. “Just checking to see if you were still coming to help me clean up and shit at school.”
Steve sighed. “Really? Is that it?” He sounded disappointed.
James was a man’s man. He wasn’t used to having to apologize to anyone for anything, but he also didn’t want to lose Steve. He knew that if he wanted the kid back, he might just have to suck it up and say sorry.
The thought of losing him actually scared him. Had Steve really grown on him that quickly already? How was that possible? There must have been something special there for him to have such an instant effect.
“Well, are you coming or not?” James asked with a smirk on his face. He loved the way the kid tried to give him lip
Steve smacked his lips. “I said I would, didn’t I?”
James smiled despite himself. Attitude or not, at least they were on speaking terms again. And he knew that if he just got him alone that he could make it all better…well, he knew that he could do more than make it all better. He could make it hard and then some.
There was silence between them for a moment. If it was going to be an awkward one, it never got the chance. The sound of his breathing on the other end of the line turned James on more than it should have and he casually slid his hand into his briefs, stroking his cock up and down.
“So…what’s up?” James asked, his voice rumbling. How he wished Steve was right there with him, lying next to him in bed. That it was his hand on his cock.
“Is that your way of apologizing?” Steve asked. There was a smile in his voice.
James sighed. This wasn’t going to go away until one of them said sorry. He was the older one and the one at fault. He might as well bite the bullet and get it over with. A real man apologizes, and at the very least it might serve as a future lesson for the kid. “I shouldn’t have spoken to you that way. I overreacted.”
“You think?” Steve said with sarcasm in his voice.
That attitude really needed to be taken down a notch. How he’d love to shove his cock down Steve’s throat to keep his mouth from running. All the while letting him know the reason for it—that that was what happened when one misbehaved.
James couldn’t help but chuckle, though. He guessed he deserved that reaction. “It won’t happen again.” He squeezed the head of his cock tight, gripping it just below his swelling mushroom.
“It better not,” Steve said playfully.
That boy really needed to be put in his place.
“Or what?” James asked, biting his lip as he stroked harder, imagining the lesson he’d teach this man.
“Or you’ll never…ever…ever get any of the good stuff again,” Steve said.
Okay, that was it. It was as if Steve knew that James had his hand on his dick and was egging him on, trying to help him finish. James stroked his thick meat harder and faster. “No? What if I just come over there and take it?” The idea made him arch his hips up as he stroked his cock even faster. He tried to stop himself from moaning; he didn’t want to give himself up just yet.
Steve’s breath was heavy and erratic on the other end of the line. James could tell he was jacking off too. It made his dick ache for more.
“I’ll fight you off,” Steve said, a soft moan escaping his lips.
James chuckled, biting his lip as he moaned too. “Now, why would you want to do that? You know you want some of this dick.” The precum had already beaded at the top of the head of his fat cock as he imagined Steve’s full lips licking it off.
Steve’s breathed into the phone. “Maybe.”
“Mmm…Felt good, didn’t it?” James said, his hand now moving to his ass as he fingered his hole while imagining Steve’s cock outside of it.
Steve panted before answering, “Little bit.”
His chuckle thundered over the phone as he licked his finger and stuck it inside his hole again. “A little bit?” James said. “Well, maybe I ought to have another crack at it.”
The high-pitched moan from Steve made James drip pre-cum. He wasn’t even hiding it anymore.
“We’ll see about that. Might have other arrangements,” Steve said, struggling to get the words out in between each exasperated moan.
James growled. The idea of someone else even touching Steve made him possessive. “Who?” James asked.
Steve didn’t answer at first, making James pull his finger from his ass as he sat about. “Goodnight, Coach,” Steve said, hanging up suddenly.
Did he hang up on him? James, breathing heavily as he dripped sweat, couldn’t believe what had just happened. The kid honestly thought that that was okay? Oh, he’d pay for that. And Steve had better have been teasing about the possibility of another lover, too. If not, James would teach the younger man a lesson.
As James lay back in bed thinking about the exchange, he realized that one way or another he was going to be teaching the young Steve a very, very rough lesson.