Ian, entered the Locker room quiet pleased with himself. As he opened his locker, he found pools of cum strung about the floor showing clearly his teammates had had fun while he was away. Ian began to undress for a hot shower when a boy came around the corner crying. The lad had to be about 5' 7'' with a slender build, brown eyes, short red spiky hair, and a few freckles on his face. Ian recognized him as the boy the coach had pulled into his office earlier, but now he was pantless, only wearing a jockstrap and shirt.
"What wrong?" Ian stood up to face him.
"Nothing." he said through tears.
"Well then, why are you crying?"
"Because..." he began to sob harder, "coach hurt me"
"What! How?"
"He-he bent me over his desk and..." he turned around so Ian could see his red as still covered in coach's cum.
"Oh you poor boy." Ian wrapped his arms around him.
"He just kept on pounding so hard that I began to scream. I didn't even get hard it hurt so much!" He rested his head on Ian's shoulder; letting his cold tears run down Ian's chest.
"Shhhh-don't worry about it, your with me now." he kissed the boy on the cheek.
"He would shove me so hard on the desk...I think it left bruises"
Ian stepped back and pulled up the lad's shirt. What he found was brutal. About a half dozen bruises were on his chest and abdomen. "Here lie down on the bench and take off your shirt. I'll be right back, ok." With that Ian left. Ian returned a moment later with some ointment, and saw that the kid had followed his instructions. "This should help." He then dropped to his knees beside the boy. He saw the boy gaze at him affectionately and began rubbing the sores lightly with the cream. "I hope this isn't hurting." He whispered, trying to be as gentle as possible.
"No...your hand is real soft." A grin grew on his face.
"So what's your name?"
"My real name is Freddy, but every one calls me Red."
"Well, Red I'm Ian" as their eyes met.
"My butt still hurts like hell-do you think the cream could help?"
"Maybe." With a grin Ian slowly removed Red's jockstrap. Red then pulled up his legs and opened his legs wide for Ian. Ian grabbed a towel to wipe away the remains of coach's spunk. He put a blob of ointment on Red's ass hole and started to rub it in.
Red began to breath hard as Ian's finger circled his tender, pink asshole as Ian's hand felt smooth and warm while the cream had a seductive sensation. Red bit his lip, starting to stroke his cock ever so gently. Once he had grown hard, he broke out into an intense jack off session. Ian was observing with pleasure. He couldn't help but marvel at Red's reddish-brown pubes and the freckles across his chest. Covering again his hand in cream, he inserted his index finger in Red's butt. While pushing his finger in and out, he sensed Red sucking on his other hand's finger. He ran his hand down red's body until it met the boy's pubes. Ian then caressed the entire groin area. Soon he felt precum drizzle on his hand.
Red gasped for air. His hand beat his manhood ruthlessly and before long boy juice shot onto his belly. Puddles of cum formed on his abdomen that Ian licked up eagerly. He sat up and kissed him, noticing the blond beauty pumping his own meat. Red pulled Ian, who was still on his knees, closer to him. They began to touch lips as Red's hand lowered to Ian's balls. His warm hand started to fondle Ian's nut sack. His soft lips kissed Ian's neck, and his hand groped the boy's buttock. They kissed again as their tongues playing in each other's mouths.
Red grabbed the cock out of Ian's hand so he could stroke it himself. His tender silky palms and fingertips beat Ian's meat passionately. He nibbled on Ian's hard nipples. Precum coursed though his fingers. Ian moaned loudly with one hand draped around Red as the other cradled Red's head as he continued to toy with his nipples. With their bodies soaked in sweat, they pulled each other close. Kissing one last time, Ian grunted. Cocking his head back, he froze as he blew his load. Red didn't let up; he kissed Ian's neck while pumping Ian's tool until it was empty.
Ian rose to his feet once the last drops of milk fell. His cock slipped out of Red's cum covered hand. He watched as the lad suck the sweet cream off each finger. Red was obviously more then pleased with Ian's taste, so much so that he had to lick up every ounce still on Ian's cock. He stood up to kiss him. Ian and Red took a hot shower together taking their time to clean each other thoroughly. Exchanging kisses, as they got dressed and left in silence. Ian's arm wrapped around his new boy toy.