He knew exactly what he was doing and was plainly intent on calling the shots.
I leaned in for a kiss and the boy went at it all guns blazing, forcing his tongue into my mouth like a dog in heat. He parted those lovely hairy legs of his and stared at me in a manner which could only be described as wild! Of course, he instantly picked up on the sexual intent inherent in my somewhat clumsy actions. I went straight for the jugular, sitting next to him, placing my hand on his thigh and coming out with some kind of cheesy, double-entendre-laden one-liner about being his coach and wanting to see him going a lot further. I eventually found an appropriate moment to get him into my office, which is where I do my best work in the field of seduction! What can I say? It has a large couch, a lock on the door, and, when practices are over, it’s in a pretty quiet corner of the campus where the kind of noises horny young men make in the heat of the moment are unlikely to be overheard! It wasn’t so much a matter of whether we were going to fuck, the only thing we needed to decide was when! He’d regularly shoot me a look so powerfully lustful it gave me an instant hard-on. It didn’t take me long to realize we had a connection, which plainly had pretty potent sexual overtones. There’s an ease in the way that he moves, and when you speak to him, he holds your gaze, almost like he’s peering into your soul…
But the thing which drew me into him more than anything else was his air of confidence. He’s also drop dead gorgeous incredibly toned for someone his age and he’s insanely hairy! His legs and arms are covered in a thick, almost otter-like layer of dark, lustrous fur. that he was a diligent and highly-competitive sportsman. He was a transfer from god-knows-where with a really poor academic record, but I quickly learned. I’ve had my eye on Adrian ever since he showed up.