Coach Jones 02

Scott stood in front of Kenny’s door. There was such a strange mixture of dread and excitement as he held his hand up. Over the last few hours he couldn’t get Kenny out of his mind. What used to be thoughts of making fun of his size and sexual preference was replaced with a sexual desire. He couldn’t get enough of it. All he could think about was what he wanted that little guy to do to him. His fingers kept trying to retreat to his backside and he had to keep scolding himself. But now it was 7:50 and he was standing out in front of Kenny’s door.

His hand finally met the wood and he heard Kenny coming close. His heart started to beat faster. ‘Fuck. Is this what the faggot feels like?’ he asked himself. A bead of sweat went down his face and he could feel his nerves acting up. Each second Kenny didn’t open the door was another second he dreaded. 

“Huh?” Kenny looked Scott up and down. His eyes went a little wide but came back to a normal size. Obviously he was turned on by his size. Scott knew how much Kenny wanted to have sex with him even when he wasn’t the guy’s fantasy. And now Scott stood in his doorway, nearly filling it, in his hoodie, some khaki shorts and sandals. Scott had tried to find some shoes that were comfortable but none of them felt right. “You’re early,” he said a bit surprised.

“Yeah…” Scott grunted. “Thought I might need a bit more time to study…” he said. It was still slow and a little slurred as he tried not to exaggerate syllables. However, it wasn’t working that well.

“You’re not that dumb,” Kenny complimented. He laughed it off as he invited Scott into his small dorm room. The single person apartments always felt a little bigger than the shared ones. But at the same time as Scott towered over the other man he couldn’t help but feel the place was small. Since the change everywhere he’d been felt that way. “But… Uhh… I don’t know if there’s really room at my desk… Is the floor okay?” 

“Yeah, that’s fine,” Scott said as he worked his way down to the ground. His large muscles made it harder than he thought it would. He’d always been an athlete but feeling just how big he was now was a whole nother story. He didn’t lose much of his flexibility but he seemed to be a lot more aware of how his body moved. Shifting his weight back and forth and leaning on the desk for a bit of support, Scott made it to the ground without too much of a thud. “It’s fine.”

“That’s good,” Kenny breathed. “I’m glad it’ll be ok. So it’s uhh… Math that you’re struggling with? I was a bit surprised that Coach Jones came to see me about this. I figured you wouldn’t have to worry about any of that stuff.” He smiled as he plopped down to the ground and crossed his legs. Pulling out a bright blue notebook, Kenny shifted through finding a few empty worksheets. “I hope you don’t mind. But I always felt like math was done best through repetition.” 

Scott stared down at the numbers and symbols. He only really recognized a few of them and he knew that there was supposed to be an order of operations but he couldn’t remember what it was. “Uhhh…” he started to get the same butterflies that he’d had just a minute ago. School had never worried him before. He wasn’t smart but at the same time he’d never felt so stupid in his life. And now with Kenny staring at him with those big brown eyes he felt even dumber. “Guess not…”

“That’s good,” Kenny breathed again. It was odd seeing him just as nervous as Scott felt. Scott was preparing for the worst. He thought the moment the door opened he’d be naked on the bed as Kenny shoved a massive dildo up his ass. The little guy would be thrusting it in and out of him. At the moment it didn’t sound that bad.

Scott shook his head. “Yeah… If I do it a lot I should get it…” he said trying to get back on track.

“Hopefully,” Kenny smiled. He handed the worksheet over to Scott. “You can do whichever one you feel comfortable with.”

It took Scott a second to scan the worksheet. ‘Shit!’ he screamed in his head. He recognized numbers and letters but had no idea how any of them could have possibly fit together. He started with number one and then worked his way all the way down to number twenty. Not a single one. He didn’t know how to do a single one of the problems. He set the paper down and stared. 

“Need a little help?”

Scott still just stared with the pencil in hand. “Yeah…” he admitted defeat. It wasn’t going to happen he didn’t know what to do. 

“Ok,” Kenny scooted closer to him. He was nearly touching. Scott felt a desire to close the smaller gap. He wanted to move those two inches and feel Kenny’s body against his. He held off though, keeping the ever so slight distance between them. Just feeling the small encroachment made his heartbeat faster again. It was the same mix of lust and fear of disappointment. He stared down at the smaller man and felt sweat starting to build under his hoodie. “Did you get all that?” Kenny asked staring back up at him.

“Huh?” Scott said stupidly.

“Were you… Uhhh… listening?”

“No…” Scott grunted. He felt dumb for having to admit it as he was clearly thinking about something else. “It’s just so hot in here. Mind if I take this off?” 

Kenny backed off and stared. His eyes went wide again and his mouth seemed to open against his will. “No,” he finally said forcing himself to look away. “It’s fine. You can take it off.”

“Thanks bruh,” Scott grunted as he tried to lift the hoodie off. He’d spent so much time trying to get it on now it felt so dumb getting it off. His shoulders were too wide and his biceps didn’t bend as easily making difficult to get the hoodie back off. 

Kenny tried to keep his eyes away but couldn’t help but fill his curiosity. Scott was taking so long getting it off he just had to watch. He let out a bit of a smile as Scott finally made the last hole go over his head. Just looking at Scott’s stupid triumphant face was enough to make him giggle.

“What?” Scott stared blankly. His face had gone a little red from the struggle and didn’t quite realize how long Kenny had been waiting. 

“Nothing,” Kenny blushed. He turned his attention back to the worksheet and tried to start talking about it again.

However Scott knew where this was going. He could feel it in the way Kenny, clearly distracted, looked at him after every couple of words he said. So he decided to test his hypothesis. He flexed his arm. Kenny completely stopped. Mid word, he just stopped talking. “What?” Scott goaded a response.

“Nothing…” Kenny’s eyes glazed over. He tried to start talking about the homework again. But his eyes drifted over to the massive bodybuilder next to him lightly covered in sweat. A soft glisten off the hard muscle caught the light making it almost shine. Scott flexed again watching as Kenny fought off his desire to feel what was right next to him. Just seeing the look in the small man’s eyes at his playful taunts got Scott hard again. His small dick pressed hard against the jock he was wearing.

“You sure?” Scott goaded him just a little more. He saw Kenny wanting to give into that desire. Hell, he wanted Kenny to give in. Just watching his eyes widen at the prospect was too much. 

“Can… Can I… Can I touch them?” Kenny finally made out. His face went red and he turned away. “Never mind. Forget I said anything…” he turned back to the paper trying to ignore the guy sitting next to him.

“But what if I want you to?” Scott whispered into his ear. Kenny’s body shook. He was completely frozen as he turned back to the guy next to him.

“Would you…?” he asked cautiously. 

Scott held up his arm and flexed the round bicep. He watched Kenny’s eyes bounce with it. “Maybe…” he continued to taunt the other man. Taunts that had always been mean were now playful as he watched the smaller man crawl over to him. Kenny pulled up even closer and grabbed at the bicep. Each hand looked so small against the giant bicep. He tried testing its strength and it didn’t even budge. He leaned more of his weight into Scott as he started playing with Scott’s body.

What started at the arm went to Scott’s chest. Kenny stood on his knees and leaned into the other man. He paused for a second but then leaned in and pressed his lips against Scott’s. Both paused. But then Kenny took the lead again pushing against Scott’s chest. Scott took the hint and slowly lowered himself down onto the ground. He could have fought back so easily, only if he wanted to. Feeling the little guy on top of him as he dug deeper into the kiss just felt right. Even if Kenny was clearly inexperienced he tried directly him with just his mouth. 

Kenny’s body was clearly getting the better of him as he started to grind up and down Scott’s muscular body. Even through his clothes Scott could feel Kenny’s hard dick running up and down his side. Part of him wanted more. He wanted to actually feel that hard dick in his ass. But he tried to keep at Kenny’s pace. The painfully inexperienced nerd was clearly having the time of his life as he just felt his body. Kenny’s hands wouldn’t stop moving up and done his side. His rhythm was getting faster. He couldn’t control how he was feeling.

And then his body jerked as cum filled his underwear. Scott paused as he saw Kenny’s eyes nearly roll back from the pleasure he’d just experienced. Not even getting his clothes off, and Kenny had completely finished. He looked in Scott’s eyes realizing what he’d just done. “I’m sorry…” he apologized.

“It’s fine,” Scott wrapped his arms around him. “First time?” he asked trying to ease the situation. He ran his hand through Kenny’s shaggy hair and Kenny snuggled deeper into his chest. 

“Yeah…” he groaned. “I’m sorry…” he apologized again, unsure what for. 

“We all ain’t good at everything,” Scott wrapped his other arm around his back. Little by little he could feel Kenny drifting off. His breathing became shallow. “Kenny?” he asked. “Kenny…” he whispered again. Looking into the smaller man’s eyes he clearly saw they were closed. “Damn it…” he groaned feeling the dead weight of the other guy. Even though he didn’t weigh all that much it was still a chore lifting him up.

Scott moved closer to the bed and laid Kenny down onto it. He looked at the clock. “It’s already 11?!” Scott said confused. It felt like he’d just gotten there. But looking at another clock it confirmed the time. “What’s going on?!” he asked but then saw the worksheet they were supposed to be working on was completed. He stared at the numbers and symbols and was surprised that he almost felt like he knew what was going on. “I don’t…” but then turned back to Kenny laying on the bed. 

Seeing his small body lying there completely alone sent something through him. He tried to tell himself that he wanted to leave. But his feet wouldn’t move to the door. “Damn it…” he groaned. His body headed back to the bed that Kenny was sleeping in. He scooted his small body forward and wrapped his arms around him. Kenny snuggled into his body and Scott found himself drifting off to sleep.

[Hey so I'm not 100% sure if this is the direction you guys wanted the story to go. Just when I was writing it, I wanted something a little softer and I have half ideas for where it can go. But I also know in Part 01 I made it seem like it was going to be a little bit more of Kenny topping Scott hard. If you'd rather me write that or not continue this line just let me know.]