#actor smut

That Oliver and Rob connected well was obvious to anyone who saw or heard them talk. And they did indeed have a lot to talk about. Oliver showed a genuine interest in the park and wildlife conservation, and Rob was honestly fascinated by what the other did for a living – both off screen as an actor, and on-screen as a gay first responder, even if it was just a fictional character.

As they walked through the park just the two of them, it was Oliver's turn to take a chance: “So you're into firefighters, huh?”

He was fishing, for any path that might take their so far purely professional encounter into a more personal space.

“Yeah, I guess,” Robert said and laughed. Then he felt a sudden need to clarify his sexuality and make it abundantly clear that, if he wanted to, Oliver could have him. “I've got the Queensland firefighters calendar in my room.”

This made Oliver laugh too. “Had I known you watch the show I would have brought my uniform.”

He winked when Rob turned to him without stopping. It became increasingly clear in both their minds that they were flirting. And Rob got so close that Oliver felt the spark grow out of control, as their buff arms brushed together when they walked side by side.

“I would love to see that!” Rob exclaimed a little more excitedly than intended, liked he'd just seen a lizard or rare snake or something. Oliver's heart nearly stopped. The hope was turning more and more into a real possibility.

It wasn't super clear what exactly Robert wanted to see though. Cosplay? Memorabilia from a TV set? Or the actor taking the uniform off?

Oliver had his guesses, and he put a hand on Rob's shoulder to find out without being too obvious about it. “How do I compare to the firemen in your calendar?”

“Oh, you're way better looking than them!” Rob exclaimed. He'd already started down this path and might as well continue.

Oliver smiled wide. A brief silence appeared between them. Then he asked: “So you live in the park?”

“Yeah,” Rob confirmed. “You wanna see?”

Yes! Oliver thought. At the same time, he felt a tingle between his legs and suddenly became worried; now was the worst possible time to get hard.

In his mind, he battled the images of his cock already half way in the cute and handsome young man's ass. He tried hard to put them out of his head. Suddenly the most important thing in the world was to stay soft, but he couldn't, and the risk was real that the Australian would see and that Oliver would make a total fool of himself.

“Sure,” he said calmly. “You sure?”

“Oh, yeah, don't worry about it,” Robert said and put an arm around the firefighter's neck. The offer was an act of respect, and he brushed it off as common decency to invite a friend to his home, but he too had a persistent feeling that there was more going on between them.

But could Oliver really be interested in him? No way! It would be too good to be true, and what were the chances they'd bump into each other like this and it would lead to a hook-up? But Oliver was handsy, and seemed eager to accept the offer, and God knows how many times Robert had masturbated to photos of Evan ‘Buck’ Buckley.

If the suspicions they both had were real, that would be amazing. But hope and excessive flirting could only take them so far. To really find out, they needed to be alone, away from the prying eyes of guests and staff at the park. That's why Robert made the offer, and ultimately why Oliver was so quick to accept both it and the arm around his shoulder.

They set off through a small jungle, far off the path and out of sight, headed for the secluded house in which Rob did most of his growing up. His childhood room and his mother was in it, and soon his sister Bindi would be too.

She was the reason they never made it all the way. Bindi Irwin put an end to their plan to see the house, when she caught up with them and made them jolt in a light panic as they suddenly heard her approaching from behind.

Mid-laugh while they looked each other in the eye, Rob removed the arm from the shoulder with haste, and Oliver let go around Rob's waist. They jumped away from one another, increasing the physical distance between them in such a way it looked highly suspicious to anyone who saw it happen.

Bindi did see it. “Going for lunch?” she asked cheerfully and looked at her younger brother. She slowed her pace and matched their strides.

“Yeah,” Rob lied. He felt a strong need to over-explain who the man by his side was, as if to ensure his sister that he was just taking a famous guest on a tour. You know, for publicity reasons. Nothing weird going on here. Definitely no sexual tension.

He never got to say another word. “Hi!” Bindi exclaimed and held out a hand. “Love your show.”

“Thanks,” Oliver said. He smiled and tried to act normal, but couldn't help but feel like he'd done something wrong, that he'd stepped out of line somehow. He also couldn't shake the feeling that the sister had interrupted something good, and that she was there to put an end to his secret and indecent hopes. For a brief moment, said hopes were crushed and he was genuinely disappointed about it.

If only she knew what naughty images he had imagined in the last hour involving her brother. He even felt a little guilty about them, and suddenly the age difference between him and Robert was hard to shake. Bindi, however, had no idea what was going on and what flirtatious and sexually charged encounter she'd just put an end to.

“Actually,” Robert said and stopped in his tracks. “We've got one more stop before lunch.”

Bindi looked at him but kept walking. “Okay,” she said and smiled.

“We'll see you at the house later,” Rob said and turned his body around. Oliver stopped too and seemed a little confused by what was going on.

“Okay,” Bindi repeated and swirled away, quickly disappearing into the jungle. And with that they parted ways.

“Where’ we going?” Oliver asked. Rob put a hand on his arm and headed for a smaller path leading in a different direction into the woods.

“Come on,” he said, and whether he meant to or not he took Oliver's hand. “I'll show you.”

Oliver gladly accepted the situation and went with the flow. He started smiling again as Rob led the way, pulling him deeper into wilderness.

Not too far from the path – this land wasn't actual wilderness after all – there was a large shed. From the outside, nothing more than four anonymous walls.

“I used to hide in here as a kid,” Rob said.

“Really?” Oliver asked and raised an eyebrow. “This doesn't look very old.”

“Yeah,” Rob said, initially puzzled by the comment. “My mom had it built maybe four, five years ago. It was meant to be an extension of the conservatory closer to home. I think she wanted to use it as a hobby, you know to work in her free time without having to trek the entire park.”

Oliver stopped and paused, still holding Robert's hand. “How old are you again?”

Rob thought for a moment but decided to reply with confidence. “Old enough,” he said and gently squeezed the hand. There was a glimmer in his eye and a hint of a smirk which was simultaneously hard to read and totally obvious in its intent. “You?”

Oliver chuckled. “Thirty-four.”

Never in his life had he felt as old as he did in this moment, and the memory of it became hard to forget. In a way, it was a turning point for him, and the entire encounter in that shed helped remind him of what he used to feel like when he was younger.

But one thing both men concluded as the conversation happened, was that the age gap wasn't a big deal. Rob actually found it thrilling, to be with an older man. And he was old enough himself, while Oliver wasn't ancient. It's not like they could be father and son, and with that the matter was put to rest.

Robert entered a number into a key pad. “I pretty much claimed this place when I turned eighteen.”

It made Oliver chuckle for all the wrong reasons. Rob's smirk returned, and he felt a need to explain himself.

“I dunno, it was nice to have a place of my own.”

Oliver saw another opportunity, but it wasn't even necessary to take it. “Your bachelor's pad huh?” he asked with a naughty grin.

Rob didn't understand the comment but pretend like he did. “Something like that,” he said and opened the heavy door.

“So this is where you bring guys?”

That one Rob did get. “Well,” he said and smiled wide. “I'm not gona lie, that has happened.”

Oliver was delighted by that response, but he didn't know what to expect to find inside. It was a single room that, at first glance, looked like a glorified storage room. In many ways that's exactly what it had become in the few years it had existed.

Boxes, cleaning products, and an old lawn mower that hadn't been used in a while. A mop in a bucket that hadn't been emptied, an empty and broken aquarium once used for reptiles, and on the wall, the thing that really caught Oliver's attention: a poster of Robert in nothing but a pair of Bonds underwear.

“Is that…?” he asked and pointed.

Robert immediately blushed. “Yeah,” he admitted and panicked. Oliver's discovery made him embarrassed, but the abrupt laughter that followed quickly put him at ease.

And as Oliver looked around, it became clear that, to Robert, this was more than just a storage room. There was a worn-down couch, an old TV, and a couple of empty wine bottles on a low table. It even surprised him just how accurate of a description bachelor's pad – which he'd been half joking about – actually was.

He chuckled. “Don't you have your own room?” he asked, referring to the huge mansion he imagined the Irwins actually lived in.

“Yeah,” Rob said, “but it sometimes feels too crowded.”

This confused his guest. “Why?”

“Bindi's fiancé lives with us. Mom's always been home since… since dad passed away.”

Oliver kept looking around the place though he had already seen it all. He suddenly didn't know what to say. Steve Irwin was a childhood hero of his, but now didn't feel like the best of times to bring that up.

“So…,” he began, wondering if he should offer his condolences or ask to see his actual room at the house. “This is where you bring boys when you don't want your family to know…”

He regretted pushing that line, especially now that Robert seemed in a solemn mood. But the younger man quickly took the bait, and was glad to think of something else.

“That very rarely happens,” he said and laughed. ”I usually don't have time for boys.”

“But you've brought visitors here before?”

Rob stepped into Oliver's personal space. “Of the park? Yeeah, once or twice,” he admitted. ”But mostly local friends. And most of the time it's just me.”

He paused for a moment, then added as if he didn't want the sexual conversation to end: “I've jerked off so many times in here.”

Olive looked up. Their eyes met and another silence followed. Then Robert pulled his gaze away, pointed at the couch, and added: “I had my first kiss right there.”

Oliver's mind was going crazy. He took a small step forward, looked at the couch with a distant expression, and said very slowly: “Must have been one lucky guy.”

“Actually, it was girl…,” Rob said. The atmosphere between them was shifting by the second. “I lost my virginity back at the house.”

The direct revelation made Oliver chuckle as he kept inching closer. “Oh yeah?” he said. “Same girl?”

“No… My…” Robert swallowed. ”My best friend at the time.”

He too took a step closer. Both men looked down as their hands and arms touched. Then they put their foreheads close together, lifted their faces in unison, and kissed.

Oliver's whole body was ignited in sparks of sexual arousal. Robert's mind was racing as he felt incredibly lucky, not only because he was suddenly making out with a star he had the hots for, but because the much older man he just met at the park showed such an interest in him.

What happened in that shed was always Robert's business. That's why he liked it so much, despite how little it had to offer in terms of comfort and physical possessions, and why his mother let him have it from the start.

The shed was indeed his bachelor's pad, even though he never fully understood what the term even meant. And Oliver understood that a lot of interesting stuff had happened between these four walls.

The time to ask about them, however, was over. “Mmm,” he said and abruptly pulled his head back. The two men stared at each other.

His mind was trying to work out if this was really such a good idea. Maybe he should just apologize and they should end the tour right here.

Robert, on the other hand, had no doubts whatsoever. He knew what he wanted and wasn't about to let the chance to have it slip away.

“You okay?” he asked, and it made Oliver chuckle because he felt like he – as the older – should be the one asking that question.

“Yeah,” he said. “You?”

Robert couldn't help but smile wide. “Yeah,” he said and closed the gap again. And just like that, the soft and secretly horny kisses turned into a hot and passionate make-out session.

Robert's family would never know about it. Both him and Oliver, however, would remember it fondly.

*****

Oliver glanced at the poster on the wall while fucking his new lover. He was sitting naked and straight on Robert Irwin's worn-down bachelor's couch. Robert was on his lap, naked too, passionately riding his cock.

Both men were fit and buff, with hair on their chests and big arms. Oliver was more muscular, but Rob was toned and firm. They panted loudly into each other's mouths while Oliver pushed and pulled, and Robert rolled his wide hips.

Oliver's mind could barely comprehend what was happening, as he stared at the hot body in the picture behind his lover. If he felt old before, it had been a while since he felt this young and desired.

Robert planted his lips planted on his lover's, and held on to his shoulders tight. His legs were spread and knees pressed against Oliver's sides, while their chests and stomachs repeatedly rubbed together.

Having sex like this didn't make him feel younger and lucky the way his new friend did, but he was invigorated and incredibly happy to have Oliver in his room like this.

His erection was squeezed between them. It was thick and long, but not quite as hung as Oliver's. His ass was spread wide open, as the cock in it slid in and out of the hole while he bounced and rolled and they fucked with all that lust that had been building up during their walk through the park.

In the back of his mind Rob had hoped that something like this would happen from the moment he lay his eyes on the TV star holding the koala, but his brain had never really let him believe that it could. That it now did felt surreal more than anything, and totally amazing. I have the best job in the world, he thought.

Oliver pulled himself together and forced his eyes away from the poster. Without thinking he began to push and pull harder, and instinctively slapped the rider on the ass which made Rob opened his eyes.

They stared at each other, and both burst out in smiles. Smiles that were hard to maintain, because the sexual pleasure they gave each other was overwhelmingly strong.

He slapped the ass again when he realized Rob liked it. It produced a loud clapping sound as Rob's firm cheek shook, and the tight hole around the cock clenched.

Rob slowed down his passionate motions. Their bodies kept rocking slowly, and the panting into each other's mouths intensified.

That both men were fit was a fact that wasn't lost on either of them. Oliver appeared fluffier the way he was hunched forward on the couch, but his big pecs were obvious when he leaned back and relaxed to take in the view. He had the kind of muscular hunk body that made him perfect for the role he played on TV.

Rob had a slimmer build but large pecs and defined abs too. In any other scenario he would be the buff and bulky one, but here on Oliver's lap he looked small.

His arm muscles tenses when he stroke Oliver's chest and squeezed it, before his arm returned around Oliver's neck and he pulled repeatedly.

Oliver's huge biceps flexed each time he tugged on Rob's hips and waist, and brought the man's ass onto his cock again and again, forcing the sensational motions to return.

He glanced down, and checked Rob out with big eyes and his mouth partly open. Rob's gaze became fixed on the signature spot on Oliver's face. Both men were mesmerized by what they saw and did, and totally into the raw sex.

Rob's panting suddenly turned into a gasp and he grimaced. They both closed their eyes and pressed their noses together, occasionally kissing, while Oliver's ass jumped up and down on the couch and Rob's thighs froze in a fixed position.

“Hu-u-u-u-uuh!” Oliver heaved while thrusting fast straight up into the young ass.

“Mm-mm-mm-mm!” Robert grunted repeatedly, and it was hard to tell if he was in pain or absolutely loving it.

Then Oliver abruptly stopped, just as sweat was starting to build up on his skin in the hot and steamy shed. “What would your sister think of this?” he blurted out without thinking.

Robert opened his eyes wide and chuckled. “She'd be okay with it,” he said to relax his lover. Then he rolled his eyes and stopped smiling. “Besides, I hear her and Chandler all the time.”

The thought made Oliver laugh out loud. But it wasn't the mental image of his new friend's sister with her man that did it for him. It was how mature he suddenly felt that Robert had always been, despite his relative youth.

He had questions. So many questions, about Steve and the old days, and the Irwin's life at the park today. He felt a strong admiration for the boy, who all but grew up in the spotlight and whose life was something quite unique and extraordinary.

He actually felt a little sorry for him, as he imagined that the life Robert had couldn't always have been easy. Maybe that was why he felt so grown-up, because he'd missed out on having regular teenage years.

But now was not the time to ask about any of that and bring up the dead. And so he decided to hold his tongue and keep fucking.

Actually, he wasn't just holding it, he was biting it. And when Robert stuck his into Oliver's mouth, the latter felt a strong jolt of pleasure in his cock and let out an aroused grunt.

It made Robert move his hips again, a little faster this time, and let go around the neck. If Oliver couldn't keep up the fast pace he'd reached just now, he was going to match it and achieve that amazing sensation again on his own.

Oliver's thick cock throbbed inside when he let his hand glide down Robert's stomach, to reach the erection that was flopping around between them as Rob rolled and bounced.

It was rock hard and big. He stroke it to the rhythm of their movements. Robert opened his mouth wide, leaned back and put his hands on Oliver's thighs behind him, and stared at the ceiling. He arched his back and stretched his torso, and his ass began to jump up and down.

Oliver started wide-eyed at the hot body riding him. He repeatedly stroke Rob's waist and stomach, and reached out to feel his chest, while simultaneously holding on to the long cock right in front of him.

Robert lowered his gaze and their eyes met again. He smiled, then abruptly pushed forward. Oliver grabbed his ass cheeks hard just as they came in to kiss, and pushed with an intense lust to aid the motions.

His shaft was deeper in the hole than before. The rim licked it tight and he could feel the muscles around it clench repeatedly. Robert kept jumping faster and faster, the cock gliding rapidly against his insides, and his grimacing face returned when Oliver flicked his wrist and moved his fingers ever faster to match the pace of the rider.

Both men felt ever closer to coming. But Oliver didn't want it to end, not yet. This might be his one and only chance and he wanted it to last a little longer. If Bindi knew what her brother got up to since they met on the path – if his mother knew that her baby was having hot gay sex in the building she erected for herself – there's a chance that Oliver was a dead man, or at the very least barred from the park for life.

He wanted to enjoy the moment for however long it could last. But it never got to a point that he'd be banned. The family always had suspicions but never knew exactly what Rob used the shed for over the years. And it certainly never even crossed anyone's mind that the reason he was so late for lunch today was because he was currently being drilled by a firefighter in it. No one would ever know about this encounter, and that was probably for the best.

Oliver began to grimace too, in the moments before he gave Rob a gentle but firm push. To make himself last something needed to change, and Robert adapted to the situation when Oliver pulled his feet off the floor and pushed him sideways.

Robert held his breath when he was lifted by his lover, who turned him over still balls deep in his hole. He kept his eyes closed and enjoyed the ride when he was laid down on his back on the couch, and the firefighter hunk followed and climbed on top.

They stopped moving and Oliver stared straight down. He had one foot on the floor and a knee pressed against Robert's ass, towering over his lover with a faint Buckley-smile on his face.

Robert, in turn, had his knees in the air around the hunk when he opened his eyes. They stared at each other during a brief pause, with lust and admiration in their eyes.

Oliver, on bent arms, looked down at the hot, young model with the crazy lifestyle, and felt really happy and warm on the inside.

His cock clung to Rob's loose-but-tight hole. When he slowly pushed it deeper, gliding forward on the body underneath, Rob suddenly closed his eyes and moaned, and squeezed Oliver's upper arms as if to control the penetration and sensation.

The muscles in his ass tightened. Oliver's shaft throbbed which made them both feel an intense arousal. Then he half way pulled back out, and repeated the motions several times real slow.

“Fuck me you're hot,” he whispered.

Rob opened his eyes. “So… are you,” he whispered without moving his lips, air escaping in a puff of passion.

Oliver smiled wide. “Me, or Buck?” he asked.

It made Robert laugh out loud and dig his fingers into Oliver's broad biceps. “Both,” he said, which in turn made Oliver chuckle.

He came down and kissed his young lover on the mouth. They embraced as the pace gradually picked back up. He used his hands to push and pull against the back of Rob's shoulders, while panting against the corner of his lips, and moving his ass up and down.

Within seconds, they were passionately fucking on the couch again. By now, Oliver had completely let go of any doubts and inhibitions. He was hard and horny as hell, Rob was right there and willing, flaunting his body in his arms. Touching it, fucking him, felt incredible.

And he found himself constantly amazed by Rob's maturity. From the conversations they had in the hour before they reached the shed, to the way the young man now took his cock as if he'd done this a million times before.

Maybe he had. Maybe even right here, on this couch. Oliver wouldn't be surprised if Rob had an active sex life, and it did sound as though he did. But at the same time, there was something about his life in the park and the way he spoke about growing up, that made Oliver think that what they were doing right now was something out of the ordinary. That maybe, Rob was so focused on his work and the legacy of his father, that he had little time left for moments like this one.

He briefly turned his head and glanced at the poster, while still grinding and moving his hips in wide and lustful motions. The snake around Rob's neck caught his attention. It made him feel uneasy, and he quickly looked away.

He lowered his head and stared down at the hairy chest below him. He grimaced and grunted loudly. Rob too was feeling the heat of the Australian coast despite being used to it, and ventilation in the shed was minimal. Their sweaty and muscular bodies clapped together, thighs and groins and cocks and asses moving in unison on the worn-down cushions.

Rob began to pant loudly. “Ahh, ahh, yeah, Buck!” he exclaimed, partly because he found the joke funny, partly because he was living a fantasy.

Oliver laughed about the reaction. But Rob seemed completely unfazed by it. “Yeeeah, oh my God Buck, yeah fuck me.”

Maybe he wasn’t joking at all. It certainly had Oliver a little confused. But at the same time it turned him on, and he enjoyed seeing the Australian like this.

This was new side of Steve's son which Oliver had never imagined, no matter how hot he thought him to be. He thoroughly enjoyed it. He grinned triumphantly to himself, spread his knees slightly on the couch, and the wide motions of his hips and ass became faster, wilder and more rough.

“Ahhh yeah,” Rob repeated with his eyes closed. He slammed one hand hard against Oliver's shoulder, and rapidly stroke the sweaty back with the other, while throwing his head around in pure ecstasy and his knees and feet jumped in the air. “Mm, Oliver, you're so fucking good!”

This made Oliver's heart skip a beat and his senses heighten. To hear his real name was a surprise, and as amused and turned on as he was by being the main character of a sexual firefighter fantasy, hearing his name spoken in such lust and pleasure felt great.

He too began to pant and heavily. “Huuh, Huuh,” he said with each wide jolt and thrust. “Huuuh, Huuuh, Ahhh fu-uuck!”

The couch briefly moved on the floor, when the wild motions reached their peek. But only once, as the rolling of his hips became more shallow and fast, and the clapping of their bodies stopped when the friction and shaking was too quick to even register.

He stretched out his legs while his thick cock slipped quickly in and out of the young hole, and Rob suddenly held his breath. He too stopped moving around so much and focused on the sensation, briefly stroking Oliver's ass before digging his fingers into his skin.

Sweat was dripping down Oliver's forehead and he tasted salt on his lips. He squeezed Rob's waist hard, and pressed down with one hand on his chest.

“Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah!” he exclaimed repeatedly and Rob let out a a deep sigh.

“Mm-mm-mm-mm!” Rob moaned in quick succession, until Oliver pressed his lips down firmly on his mouth which silenced him.

The cock in the hole hit just the right spot, and the one between their stomachs flailed around like a crocodile being jumped from above.

Oliver suddenly sat up straight on his knees. The abrupt change of position took Robert by surprise. The former pulled on the latter's hips with both big hands, to keep him close and the cock deep. He kept pushing and pulling, rocking his wide hips and ass fast, and grabbed Rob's cock to give him the same intense pleasure he was going through himself.

The clapping sounds returned. Quick, rapid, violent and loud. Rob opened his eyes wide and stared at Oliver's chest, while the latter wrapped his fingers around the shaft. He instinctively reached out and stroke Oliver's puffed-up chest, soft yet firm, then closed the eyes again as his whole body caved in under the intense pleasure of the head and shaft moving fast in and out of his wide-open ass.

“Ahhhrgh, fu-uuck, I'm gonna come!” Oliver belted out. His knees slid as far apart as they could, one buried in the back cushion and the other nearly falling off the edge.

“Mm, mmm, mm, mmmm!” Rob moaned loudly to enhance the thrill. He too spread his legs wider, pointing them straight up in the air, calves pressing against Oliver's arms.

“Ahh, Ahhh, Fu-u-u-uuuck!”

“Ah, yeah, come for me Buckley! Mm-mm-mm-mm Oliver, ohhhh, fuu-uuuck!”

Oliver suddenly pulled out. He let go of Rob's shaft and grabbed his own. He leaned in over his lover and stroke the cock fast, grimacing excessively as he was instantly brought over the edge.

His load shot out across Rob's stomach and abs, which flexed in this position when Rob raised his head to see.

He reached out and ran his fingers through the young man's chest hair. Then he began to chip violently for air, as the orgasm he went through completely drained him.

Rob smiled widely and took his own dick. He stroke it slowly at first while taking in the sight and feeling of having brought the actor he admired so to come.

When Oliver opened his eyes and relaxed, he was heaving for air and sweating profusely. They looked at each other and he managed a brief smile. Then he glanced down at his cum, sprayed across the hot body beneath his, and finally at the cock and Rob's hand holding it.

He scooted down on the couch and lowered his face toward the dick. He studied it up close and briefly licked it. Rob ran the back of his hand across his own face, wiping cum off his nose and cheek. Then he pulled himself up against the arm rest, leaned back and watched, and let the amazing arousal rush over him as Oliver took over.

“Mmm, yeah, come for me snake man,” Oliver said when their eyes met from behind the cock. He was stroking the shaft faster and faster, his tongue still out as if ready to swallow whatever came out of the erect head.

The nickname briefly took Rob out of the moment. Then Oliver licked the young shaft again, and observed the head with fascination as pre-cum seeped out of it, and Rob let out a loud moan.

“Ahhh, yeeeah,” he exclaimed. Oliver stared and stroke faster still, eagerly anticipating what was about to come. “Ahhhh, fuuuck me Oliver, ye-eeah, you're so hot!”

When sperm suddenly shot out of the head, Oliver jerked back in surprise. But he couldn't stop smiling and grinning. All his worries, all the information Rob had given him, it was all pushed far back in his mind and it felt like nothing else mattered more than right now.

Rob's whole body jerked too, several times. It practically jumped on the bed, and the erection was pushed far between Oliver's fingers. He had his mouth open but eyes shut hard when the last wave rushed over him, and a final load of cum squirted out of the tip.

That's when Oliver put his tongue to use. He licked the shaft from root to tip, then wrapped his lips around the head, gulping up every drop he could reach.

“Ohh!” Rob exclaimed and quickly reached for the bobbing head down below. He stretched his legs out around Oliver's body and attempted to turn his hips away, and used his hands to force the man to stop.

For a brief moment, it was Steve's face Oliver saw when he looked up across the still cum-soiled stomach and chest in front of him. It was unclear if that was a turn-on or if it ruined a childhood hero.

He stopped sucking and Rob's cock fell out of his mouth. It was already softening, but still thick and throbbing.

Oliver moved away from it and pulled himself higher on the couch. He aligned his body with Rob's and went in to kiss him. They made out, slowly and lovingly, their bodies hot and drenched in sweat, and muscles soft and spent.

Their hearts felt full, and at the same time they both thought the same thing: I'm so glad I saw him in the park.

As their bodies came down from their respective orgasms they embraced and relaxed. The kissing slowed down, and Oliver felt heavier by each passing minute. He soon lifted his big body and climbed off his lover, and they held each other close while stroking the other's soft and warm skin.

“You've missed your lunch break,” Oliver said and chuckled, while holding tight around Rob's back to prevent the man from falling off the couch. He let the hand glide down and squeezed the sexy ass he'd just been fucking so good.

Robert just smiled calmly. “It's my park,” he said. “I can do whatever I want.”

He quickly regretted it. The last thing he wanted was for his guest to think he was a spoilt kid who lived off his father's legacy, because even if there was some truth to that Rob's passion and hard work was genuine, and that meant a great deal to him. He took a certain pride in it, and he felt a strong desire for Oliver to know and understand that.

He had nothing to worry about. “Yeah, I guess it is,” Oliver said and smiled too, a reassuring smile of admiration. It was impossible to know which of the two men was the most star struck or felt the most smitten by the other.

Laying like this in each other's arms felt great, but he quickly decided to change the subject. “So where are the snakes?” he asked.

The question made Robert's face light up. He raised his head and stiffened in excitement.

“I'll show you,” he said. “You wanna meet them?”

“Well, yeah!” Oliver exclaimed. He was genuinely curious and interested in Rob's fascination. On the inside, however, he was already screaming and squealing. Secretly, he wanted absolutely nothing to do with snakes and spiders, and he briefly glanced at the poster again. All he wanted was the koalas, and he was sure Evan Buckley would actually agree.

He gently stroke Rob's waist and ass, then reached in for the now slack dicks between them and smiled. “I've already met this one though,” he said and smirked when he took a firm grip of one of them.

It made Rob laugh and try to pull away. They looked at each other lovingly, then came in for another soft kiss, until Oliver rolled on his back and Rob scooted up close against him to prevent himself from landing on the floor.

This is nice, both men thought and they meant it. Neither of them knew what Steve would actually think about any of this if he were alive, but Robert knew his sister and, more importantly, his mother would approve.

Maybe not of the spontaneous, one-time sex with a significantly older stranger in her shed. But that wasn't important.

“I'm starving,” Oliver said absentmindedly.

Rob chuckled as he thought of the amount of food and energy someone like Buckley Evans would likely need to consume, and compared that to a python.

“Wanna have lunch at the house?” he asked and looked at the side of the face of his lover while touching his chest. “You can meet my mom.”

Oliver turned to face him, a sudden serious expression on him. The idea should worry him a lot, but it suddenly didn't at all. He was just a guest at the park, who just so happened to also be someone with a little clout. It would only be natural for Robert to want to be nice to him, and surely his family probably knew that. At least that's what he told himself in this moment; they they – he – could get away with it.

“Sure,” he said and smiled. Rob began to sit up and Oliver followed, and they kissed once more before they both got up.

They glanced at each other's naked bodies as they began to get dressed in the shed. The hot asses, still moist skin, and big, slack cocks between their legs.

Soon they were ready to continue the day as if nothing at all had happened, to pretend for the world that they were just acquaintances exploring the park.

Oliver caught Robert staring as he pulled his shirt down his chest and stomach. It made him smile.

In their own hearts and minds, what happened meant more than either of them realized at the time. Oliver felt young, desired and found a new energy at a time when 911 was coming to an end.

And Robert felt more confident and sure of himself than ever. His father's legacy had always been a blessing, but he never felt closer to it than he did now.

Indirectly, meeting the out-of-uniform firefighter at the park actually played a significant role in that. He made a new friend, someone who understood him better than most. No matter how many sexual encounters he had in the past, this one helped him grow more than any.

The sexual energy from before they fucked was much less obvious as they walked side by side to the house. But the friendship and connection between them was obvious.

It was with confidence in his walk and pride in his eyes that Robert Irwin took Evan Buckley to the house and introduced him to his hard-working widow of a mother. She understood the weight of the legacy more than anyone, and she knew that her son would do a great job carrying it.

And from the way him and his new friend talked and looked at each other, maybe she understood a lot more.

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I was locked in a trance,  typing in progress notes from an early morning meeting I’d just finished with a student.  The sounds of the office, which was just coming to life outside my door, fuelled me. I almost never came in this early. But, one of my seniors was having a crisis and this was the only time we could work into her busy schedule. It’s gonna break my heart when that girl graduates this year. I get so attached to the students. I can’t help working as a school counselor. It's hard not to.  

“You’re in early,” The voice coming from the doorway made me jump. He chuckled softly.  “Didn’t mean to scare ya.”  After a brief heart attack, I finally looked up. I smiled when my eyes met his. 

“No, it’s okay, I just didn’t see you! Good morning Coach, What can I do for you?” His soft blue eyes held my gaze, before shooting me a gentle smile. Coach Syverson and I had become good friends since he started working at the school a little over a year ago. Like many good high school football coaches, they made a history teaching spot for him. Unlike others, he’s actually a great teacher! 

I met Logan Syverson for the first time in a staff meeting. Our principal introduced him at the beginning of the meeting going on and on about all the improvements he would bring to our team and our community. He certainly looked like a football player. The guy was huge! Tall, large muscles, and a full beard. His eyes were a deep blue. He had a winning smile and a southern accent. The English department was drooling. I hated him immediately. 

I figured he was just going to be a self absorbed prick like the last coach. who only cared about the popular students, peaked in high school, and got fired because he got a little too close to one of the cheerleaders. We were not at all sorry to see him go. Well, those of us with half a brain weren’t anyway. Some of the community and staff were more worried about the football program. But I digress. 

I was even more annoyed with him when I caught him falling asleep during the same meeting 30 minutes later when we were discussing the budget for new textbooks. I’m not exactly sure what came over me but I kicked him under the table. He was immediately alert. I expected him to glare at me. Or maybe even smirk. But the look on his face could only be described as apologetic. He quickly caught up to me when we were leaving the meeting. “Some first impression I made, huh?” When I didn’t immediately respond he added. “I swear I’m not some asshole that doesn’t care about education, that’s not like me, just didn’t sleep much last night. I had to take my dog to the emergency vet, she broke her leg in the woods late in the evening and didn’t get back until late and…”

“Is she okay?” I asked quickly. He looked completely dumbfounded.

“Uhm what?” He asked, clearly confused. I smiled sympathetically. I did exactly what I told my students not to do and judged him too quickly and I felt like an ass about it. 

“You’re dog, is she okay?” He smiled softly and nodded. 

“Yeah, Yeah she is. They got her all wrapped up and in a cast, poor pup, but she’ll be alright.” There was a brief pause and then. “I’m sorry, what was your name again?”

“The students know me as Miss Plummer, but it’s Alayna. And um.. Sorry I kicked you. I don’t  know why I did that.” I smiled sheepishly. 

“Alayna,” He repeated. And then chuckled and squeezed my shoulder “No need to apologize, I’m glad you did. That would’ve been embarrassing. Falling asleep in my first staff meeting doesn’t really look good. Thanks for saving my ass back there!”

 We were fast friends from that point on!

Sy pushed off the door frame he’d been leaning against and walked into my office. “Brought ya coffee, I was gonna sneak in and leave it on your desk but I guess it’s you surprising me this morning,” He said, setting the cup from our local coffee shop down on my desk. 

“That’s sweet of you!” I took a sip and almost choked. I expected just plain black coffee. He wasn’t the kind of guy to order fancy coffee. But this was actually my coffee order. “How did you know my coffee order?” He had a big grin on his face now. 

“I remembered it from that morning when we ran into each other in line a few weeks ago. Thought I’d be nice and bring my work wife some coffee since I was there.” He shrugged. He really was such a sweetheart. He looked tough and scary. I know he did. When he and a few of the other teachers in the history hall gathered between classes they looked intimidating. At least from a student's perspective.I knew them all well though. I’ve talked with students failing his class because they wouldn’t ask questions. When I asked why, they said they were nervous. But he was certainly no one to be afraid of. Yes, he could yell, but he saved that for the football field. The man was a damn teddy bear. 

“Thank you!” I smiled. I quickly looked out into the guidance office to make sure there were no students around. “But I know you didn’t walk all the way down here just to bring me coffee for the hell of it. You’re buttering me up for something. What do you need, Logan?” He laughed and shook his head plopping down on the edge of my desk.

“You know me too well, sugar. Two things!” He said. I rolled my eyes. “Hey now young lady, don’t get an attitude with me I’m not asking you to give up a kidney!” I hid my smirk behind a sip of coffee and nodded at him to continue.  “First, Can you look up Ty’s grades for me just at some point by the end of the day. He came into my office this morning and was all nervous about his algebra grade, swearing up and down it’s because he failed one quiz. But, I’m pretty sure,” I cut him off. 

“He’s not turning in his homework because he just started dating Caitlyn and they’ve been staying up texting all night.” He raised an eyebrow. 

“Uh, Yeah, How’d you know?”

“Caitlyn stopped in to see me this morning and we had a chat about it, amongst other things. I’ll double check but I’m sure you’re right. I’ll email it to you so you can have a chat with him. I was going to call him in  today but he listens better to you. When you talked about being a veteran and your time in Iraq at the Labor Day assembly, I think that really struck something with him. He looks up to you.” his eyes locked with mine and he smiled softly placing his hand over mine on the desk just for a second. 

“Thank you for saying that,” He said before moving his hand and leaning on the desk again. I just smiled. 

“What’s the other thing?” I asked, raising an eyebrow. “Because you could’ve just sent me that in an email.” He smirked. And his nose crinkled a little. Oh no. 

“So our first away game is tomorrow night,”

“I know,” 

“And you’re a big football fan, and you love those boys don’t you?” He was deflecting

“What do you want, Sy?” I asked again. He let out a long breath. 

“Carol was supposed to be a student chaperone for the student fans buuuttt well, you heard her kid is really sick? I need you to come chaperone. Actually. I kinda already said you would.” He quickly stood up from my desk and backed up to the other side, like he was afraid I’d hit him. 

I just leaned back in my chair and groaned, 

“ugh Sy! What if I had plans?” I cocked an eyebrow at him. He chuckled 

“You don’t!” I scoffed 

“You don’t know that?” I retorted. He smirked 

“Yeah, what big plans do you have for Friday night?” He crossed his arms over his chest and raised an eyebrow. I sighed. 

“Okay I don’t! But I could’ve!” I argued. “Why, didn’t you ask one of the other guys? Like Nick or I don’t know Mike?” I asked. 

“Nick’s an assistant coach, he’ll already be there. And we both know as much as Mike loves teaching…he does not want to spend his Friday night with the kids and at a football game making sure there’s no funny business. And you love the kids.” He was pleading now. Practically giving me puppy dog eyes. “And…Maybe I want you there,” He winked playfully. I looked down and jiggled the mouse on my computer to hide my blush. 

Jessica, who works the front desk of the guidance office swears he flirts with me. But I know he’s not. We’re friends. Good friends. We tease each other to make work a little more fun at best. But that's all it is. A man like Logan Syverson would never look twice at a girl like me. He’s fit and strong and tall and handsome. I’m pretty but I’m short and round and a little too quirky for my own good. Girls like me only get men like him in the movies. And I’m not stupid enough to believe otherwise.  Moment’s like these though. I do wonder a little. But I don’t let my thoughts wander too far. 

“Oh yeah?” I joke, raising an eyebrow.

“Yeah, I mean maybe you’re our good luck charm. You’ve been at all our home games this year and we haven’t lost a game.” He said with a cheeky smile. 

“We’ve only had two Sy.” I say matter of fact. He just shakes his head. 

“That doesn’t mean you’re not good luck, but okay,” He held his hands up in defeat. “If you don’t want to do it I’ll figure something out. I messed up and didn’t ask you first. I’ll tell the boys their favorite guidance counselor doesn’t want to come support them. It’ll break their little hearts sugar but I’m sure they’ll find,” He pauses and lets out an exaggerated sigh “Some way to pull through and play a good game of football.” He frowned, shaking his head. I crossed my arms and raised my eyebrows looking straight at him. 

“Are you done?” I deadpanned. He snickered softly and nodded. “Fine, I’ll go,” He smiled and walked over squeezing my shoulder. 

“You’re the best! It’s supposed to be chilly! Wear a sweater! And Free coffee,on me all night! I promise,” I rolled my eyes. 

“Yeah, yeah okay,” I chuckled.

“Seriously, I owe you sugar! I’m happy you’ll be there, I better get goin, class starts soon and I probably shouldn’t be late being that I’m the teacher,” He chuckled. 

“Get out of my office Logan!” I laughed. He smiled. 

“You’re the best!” He said one more time before finally walking out of my office. I shook my head and tapped at the keys on my keyboard to wake up my computer. I felt eyes on me and looked up to find Jessica standing in my doorway. 

“Don’t start!” I warned her. 

“Please, sugar. I really want you there!” she mocked. “He knows your coffee order, Alayna. How long are you going to ignore what’s right in front of you?” she asked exasperated. 

“It’s not like that Jess, He was just being sweet because he needed the help.” I said.

“Like you wouldn’t have done it anyway. You were trying to play coy but we both know you would have done it anyway.” She laughed. I blushed. And threw an eraser at her. 

“Get back to work!” She laughed. 

“Whatever you say… Sugar!” I snorted and we both chuckled for a minute. “I mean it Alayna, He’ll be kinda busy during the game and yes you’ll be keeping an eye on the students but take the opportunity to flirt back, he likes you, I’m not wrong!” She turned and walked back to her desk before I had a chance to say anything. And before I could spend any more time thinking about it my email notifications went off pulling me back into my work. 

The rest of my work day went by in a blur. I had meeting after meeting with students. My seniors were in panic mode, my juniors have early onset senioritis, and the freshman and sophomores came into vent about the daily woes of high school drama. Oh to be 16 again. 

With a full schedule of meetings I barely had time to eat lunch even in my office. When my phone lit up with a group text from two of my girlfriends asking about our weekly Thursday night dinner. I was quick to respond. 

(I’ll be there!) I sent the text, before packing up my desk for the evening. It had been a late night for me so it was just past 5. I didn’t bother going home first to change into something more casual. They were used to the office style by now. I felt my shoulders relax a little as I slipped into the booth next to skyler.

“Hey!” she said cheerfully, slowly pushing the glass of white wine they’d ordered for me closer. 

“You know me so well!” I smiled at her. 

“Long day?” Hayley asked from across the table, she picked up a tortilla chip and filled it with queso. I shrugged. 

“Not long in the sense that it was rough, just busy,” Skyler nodded and took a sip for her wine glass. 

“I feel that. I tried to get some school work done while the kids were down for a nap.” She runs an in-home daycare. She adores kids. But she’s also going back to school for a degree, Pediatric nursing. She’s a saint. I don’t know how she does it. 

“I commend you babe. The school is asking me to take classes, they want someone to take on the position as school psychologist. They’ve been trying to nudge me toward it the past couple of weeks. It’d be a raise but, that on top of the current workload? I don’t wanna drown myself ya know?”

“I totally get it, it’s not easy! But you should think about it. You’ve talked about it before! At least consider it.” Skyler said. 

“She’s got a point dude,” Hayley added. “Look at you guys moving up in the world while I’m stuck with an art block. If I can’t think of anything, my online shop isn’t gonna take off and I’ll be stuck at the factory forever!” She groaned and downed a quarter of her strawberry lemonade that was no doubt spiked. I looked sideways, meeting Skyler's eye. She was giving me the same look. 

“You’re just getting started Hayley.” Skyler said. 

“I know but if..”

“Ah, no buts!” I cut her off “We have to allow ourselves room for mistakes and error when we’re trying something new. You will get there. Give yourself the love you give your art! I don’t wanna hear anymore of that self deprecating bullshit from you! The people love their ghost fish!” I demanded, trying to hide a chuckle. She could be so stubborn! She was starting an online etsy shop for commissions and spreading the word through social media. She had all these fun ideas. She was a great artist. But of course it’s not an easy way to make money. And right now, things were slow. She would get there though! I know she would!

“Have I ever told you how annoying it is when you use your psychoanalysis shit on us?” she deadpanned. 

“Everyday but I still do it anyway, and that’s why you love me!”  She just laughed.

“Yeah okay buddy. Enough work talk, I lifted a bunch of heavy shit all day and I don’t wanna think about it. I just wanna eat my chips and queso and get drunk with my friends!” She said and scooped another chip through the queso. I laughed and held up my glass

“Cheers to that! Although we all know damn well it’s a Thursday night and we all have to get up early and we drove separately so drunk is relative but yes!” Skyler laughed and clinked her glass with mine. 

“Let her have her moment. Cheers to drunk Thursday dinner!” she said. 

“Fuck yeah!” Hayley added and added her glass in with ours. We all took a drink and it was quiet for only a second. 

“So,” Skyler spoke immediately. “It’s been a week, what's new?”

“Nothing for me, just still considering the offer to go back to school. My job would pay for it. Love life is still dry and I’ve bought like 3 new spicy romance books on my kindle this week!” I said laughing. 

“Fun!” Skyler smiled. “Hayley?” She asked and directed her attention across the table. 

“I went to Target and spent an obscene amount of money on fall stuff. We have a fall party coming up at work that I volunteered to do face painting for, but that should be fun! Oh there’s this new movie that came out I want you guys to come see with me I was hoping maybe tomorrow night?” she said. I started to agree. But then remembered my conversation with Sy earlier. 

“Oh tomorrow night? I can’t. I’m actually busy!” They both looked at me with raised eyebrows. 

“Since when are you busy on a friday night?” Hayley asked. Here we go. This is gonna open a whole can of worms. If Jess was good at getting my hopes up about Sy, these two were going to have me down right delusional. 

“There’s a football game. I like to support the team.” I said. Skyler snickered and a smirk spread across Hayley’s face. 

“You like to support the coach you mean?” Skyler asked. 

“That’s not true! I’ve always been a football fan!” I defended myself. Hayley chuckled

“Sure but since when do you go to away games? Isn’t it like 2 hours away?” She raised an eyebrow. I sighed. 

“Coach stopped by the office this morning, one of the other teachers that was supposed to chaperone the roadies tomorrow canceled and since he and I are friends he volunteered me to do it. He buttered me up with free coffee this morning and practically begged me to go tomorrow and… I just can’t say no to him. Plus he said he really wants me to be there.”  I swirled my wine glass and stared down at it. I knew the looks they were giving me.  I heard skyler squeal.

“Shut up! He asked you to come because he wants to spend time with you! Watch, I bet next week he’ll ask you out!”  She bounced in her seat. 

“He does not! He’s going to be busy with the team! He’s not going to have time to talk to me or anything.” I said taking a big gulp of wine. 

“Why else would he say he wants you there though. And clearly you want him to hang out with you. Or you want to hang out with him. Or you wouldn’t have given up your precious Friday night in!” Hayley smirked. 

“Okay, so what if I do. He’s not into me like that. He’s just friendly. He’s southern, it's just how he is!” I said, trying to hold onto whatever sanity I had left. 

“Really?” Skyler said. “Does he bring anyone else coffee? Ask if he can eat lunch in anyone else’s office?” Hayley but it

“Didn’t he get you a christmas gift last year?” she asked. 

“He was my secret santa!” I stated. They both sighed. 

“ I don’t know why you can’t see it but he likes you!” Skyler said. I started to  object but Hayley cut me off. 

“You don’t have to believe us. Just pay attention to how he acts around you tomorrow and the next couple of days. He's trying to make a move. And I know you have your little no coworkers rule,”

“Because if…”

“Ah, I don’t wanna hear it! He’s clearly trying to get your attention. And you work in a public high school it's not like everyone else isn’t hooking up.” She stated. 

“She’s got a point, remember all the teachers when we were in school? And he’s not just trying to hook up. He’s playing the long game,” Skyler said. “All we’re saying is IF we’re right,”

“And we are,” Hayley added. Skyler gave her side eye but laughed. 

“If he asks you out you should give him a chance. We’ve never met him but it’s clear he’s so into you. And he seems like a great guy. Don’t push him away because something COULD go wrong.” she said. At that point the waiter came up and we placed our order. I also ordered another glass of wine. But a wine buzz wasn’t enough to convince me they were right. Sy couldn’t like me. I wasn’t his type. But it didn’t matter. I will go tomorrow and have a good time watching the game and cheering on the boys and watching Sy in his element. And when it’s all said and done I’ll ride home with the student section and maybe catch the chance to say goodbye to my friend before we leave. And on Monday everything will be as it always has been. Sy and I are friends. 

I repeat that to myself as I walk the hall toward the gym after school on Friday. I turned down the hall toward the locker rooms and found his office door open. Sy was leaning back in his desk chair watching the tape from a few weeks ago. He noticed me before I spoke. He paused the video and smiled. 

“Hey you! To what do I owe the honor? You never venture down this way?”

“Just coming to double check the plan for tonight! We’re meeting back here at 5:15 and the bus leaves at 5:45?” I asked him. He nodded, running a hand over his beard. 

“Yeah, but I was thinking, you got plans for dinner?” He asked and raised an eyebrow. 

“Uh I was just gonna run home for dinner, why do you ask?” I leaned against the doorway and crossed my arms over my chest. I watched curiously as he chewed at his bottom lip for a moment. 

“I was gonna grab a bite to eat in town before the game. I won’t have time to go all the way home. Do you wanna come with me?” He finally made eye contact with me again and gave me a soft smile. 

“Oh um,” I hesitated for a second. 

“I’ll buy,” He smirked. I rolled my eyes. 

“You don’t have to do that, Sy,” I said softly. He stood up grabbing his keys off the desk. 

“I know, I want to.” He smiled and brushed his shoulder against mine as he walked out the door. “Come on, I’ll drive.” I raised an eyebrow 

“Driving me to dinner and you’re paying? Sy if I didn’t know any better I’d say you were flirting with me.” the corner of his mouth turned up into a smirk and he stopped walking. He turned toward me and bit his lip trying to hold back a grin. 

“Alayna,” He chuckled nervously, “I find it hard to believe after all this time…” He was cut off by a loud whistle down the hallway. 

“Well ain’t that a cute couple!” a voice said in a horrible mock southern accent “Get it coach!” One of Sy’s boys called from just outside the weight room. Another one of the football players popped his head out the door to see what was going on and started making kissy sounds with his lips. Sy dropped his chin to his chest and shook his head but his shoulders shook when he chuckled, giving him away. He loved those boys he couldn’t be mad if he wanted to be. 

“Tyler you’re already on thin ice don’t make me bench you tonight! You too Matt. Don’t think I forgot about the little stunt you pulled in the parking lot last week!” He gave them a stern look

“Sorry coach!” they said in unison 

“It was funny though,” Matt mumbled. Sy shook his head

“Sure, You boys get out of here and get something to eat, I don’t need you passing out on me on the field tonight.” He held Matt’s gaze. 

“It was one time!” He stressed. 

“And it’s only gonna be one if I can help it. Go eat!” He barked. The boys immediately straightened up and nodded. 

“Yes coach!” Logan just chuckled and we kept walking. 

“They adore you,” I said. He smiled 

“Nah, they just know I’m not kidding’” I laughed. 

“Oh come on Sy, you aren’t that mean, or you wouldn’t care so much,” We walked out the back door to the teacher parking lot and headed to his truck. “Hey… what were you saying earlier,” He raised an eyebrow. 

“I don’t know what you’re talking about sugar,” He smirked. 

“Sure you don’t cowboy,” I rolled my eyes and hopped up into the truck after he unlocked it.  He slid in next to me and started the engine. 

“Where do you wanna eat?” He looked over at me and raised an eyebrow. I shrugged. 

“Doesn’t matter to me, you’re buying,” I said flatly. 

“Sugar,” He threw his arm over the back of the seat, his fingertips brushing my shoulder, as he backed out of the parking spot. He left it there as he pulled out on the road. “Don’t be shy with me, I know you love food darlin.  I’ll drive all around town and we’ll starve until you tell me what you want.” I looked over at him just in time to make eye contact before his eyes shifted back toward the road. He shook his head and tried to hide his smirk. 

“You are so dramatic,” I teased, trying to play it cool but I could feel a blush creeping up my cheeks. 

“Oh, I’m dramatic? Weren’t you the one tearing up in her office because of a book you were readin?” He snickered. I reached over and playfully smacked him in the chest. 

“Shut up!” I laughed. He held his hand to his chest feigning hurt. 

“Ow!” He pouted. 

“That did not hurt! I barely hit you!” he side eyed me still pouting but the corners of his mouth started to break into a smile

“Over here committing spousal abuse.” He shook his head. I laughed so hard I snorted. 

“We’re not married Sy!” 

“You’re my work wife, it's the same damn thing” He chuckled. “Seriously, where do you wanna eat, I’m starving.” 

“My god Logan,” I laughed. “Um fine, I haven’t tried that new sushi and ramen place yet!” I said. He almost slammed on the break. 

“You haven’t?! That place is right up your alley, all trendy and shit. It’s real good too!” 

“You think I’m trendy?” I raised an eyebrow. He looked over for a moment and caught my eye giving me a gentle smile. 

“I think you deserve to be taken out to nice places.” And here I was blushing again. 

“Sy,” I started but my phone buzzed in my lap distracting me, I wasn’t really sure what to say anyway. It was a group chat with the girls asking me what time we leave tonight. They were going to have a field day with this. And instead of just replying I decided to start a fire. I tapped my screen to open my camera and held it up to take a selfie “Smile, cowboy.” He chuckled. 

“What are you doin over there, sugar?” He smirked but glanced over at the camera quickly so I could snap a quick photo. 

“Lighting a match.” I smirked. He bit his lip and chuckled softly. 

“You’re something else,” He spoke as we pulled into the restaurant. I quickly sent the picture to the group chat and slid my phone into my purse.

Sy was right. This place was incredible. And very trendy. 

“God I can’t get over how good this place is!” I said for like the 4th time. Logan smiled. 

“I told ya, Darlin,” The waitress came and brought out our bill and I reached for my purse. “Hey, No, I told you, I’m paying.” He said pulling out his wallet and handing his card to the waitress. 

“Thank you Sy, I appreciate it,” He grinned.

“Anytime, you deserve it,” I blushed, “ you’re really saving my ass tonight.” I forced a smile, so that’s what this is about. I told the girls this was all just because he needed something. 

“It’s no big deal Logan.” I said. I pulled my phone out and checked my messages. There were like 10 from the group chat now. 

“OMG YOU'RE WITH HIM?!”

“You didn’t tell us you were getting dinner with him.”

“UNLESS THEIR NOT GETTING DINNER ;)”

“What else would they be….oh”

“Alayna you better not be fucking the football coach right now.”

“Leave her alone Hayley she can fuck him if she wants to BUT IF YOU DO I WANT DETAILS”

“ALAYNAAAAA”

“GIRLLLL ANSWER USSSSS”

“Seriously dude you can’t just send us a picture of you with your hunky football coach man crush and just disappear.”

“OMG THEY’RE TOTALLY FUCKING”

I held back a smile and shook my head. 

“It is a big deal,” He said and grabbed my hand across the table. “I’m glad you’re gonna be there tonight.” I smiled but pulled my hand back. 

“Sure, because you needed another chaperone.” I joked. His eyebrows furrowed and he tilted his head catching my eye. 

“Yeah, but I wanted it to be you, I like hangin out with you. And you’re really fun to watch in the stands. I didn’t know you could be so…aggressive.” He smirked. 

“I’m just really passionate about football!” I argued. “And how do you know you like hanging out with me? We've barely seen each other outside of work.” I questioned. 

“Well we should change that,” he said.

“Won’t your girlfriend get jealous?” I asked. I knew a lot about him but he never mentioned any relationship. I’d be stupid to think he wasn’t seeing someone. He laughed. God I loved that sound. 

“Don’t have one sugar,” He said with a mischievous grin on his face. 

“How?” It was my turn to be confused. 

“Why don’t you have a boyfriend?” He retorted quickly. 

“I … because…” I stuttered, unable to come up with an answer.

“Haven’t found the right guy yet huh?” He pauses, “guess that’s where I’m at, she just ain’t found me yet.” He smiled. Right then the waitress came back with his card. “Thanks honey,” He said, giving her his signature smile. He signed the receipt and stood from the table. “We oughta get going. Don’t wanna be late for the game!” 

Sy drove us back to the school and parked his truck next to my car. “Oh no!” I sighed. 

“What's wrong?” He asked. 

“I was going to grab a sweatshirt when I went home and,” I opened my car, turning on the light to look in  the back seat. “I don’t have an extra in my car.” I pouted. 

“Is that all?” He chuckled. He reached into the back seat of his truck and pulled out a black hoodie. “Here. I always have an extra in the truck you can wear mine. Don’t want you to catch a cold.” I took it from him tentatively. 

“Sy, this is your coach sweatshirt.” I said. 

“One of ‘em yeah.” He smiled. 

“I…okay,” I just shook my head and pulled the hoodie on. He bit his lip. 

“Looks good on ya,” He smirked. 

“Shut up,” I rolled my eyes. Before we could continue to tease each other the buses pulled up. And I could see some of the students' cars pulling into the student lot “We’d better head over there!” I said quickly. Logan nodded. 

yn pov

waiting in his on set trailer, laying on his bed scrolling through my phone watching some tiktok trends that girls did with their boyfriends but only one court my attention, the girl was holding her phone and was giggling, she called her boyfriend and positioned herself so her ass was sticking up but she was wearing a short skirt which showed off her ass and her boyfriend walked in and the video end it was titled the no panties tease “maybe i should tease henry” i murmured looking down i was wearing a nice and tight fitted mini skirt i giggled as i shimmied off my panties and trowing them onto the floor 

henry pov

i hurried to my trailer where my girlfriend still in full costume of geralt “baby” i smiled as i opened my trailer door and stepping in i was expected to be greeted with a hug or something but nothing “over here baby” i looked over and froze she was showing off her pretty pussy to me “wow baby” i growled moving to her she watched me from over her shoulder “i can get used to this” i said as i ran one of my fingers up and down her slit causing her to shudder “your still in costume” she murmured “who cares” i muttered her body looked so delicious  “where did you come up with this baby” i asked leaning down to kiss her neck “just a few tiktok videos” she moaned as i stuck two my my fingers inside “fuck henry” she started pushing back into my thrusting fingers “thats it baby” i growled into her ear i slowly pulled my fingers out causing her to whine and push back into me i stared down with hunger as i pulled off my pants pulling out my cock “are you ready baby” i murmured “please henry” she whined grinding back into me “fuck baby” i groaned and pushed my cock into her making her moan “please fuck me hard” she said and i started thrusting hard and fast “fuck”she moaned loudly as she threw her head back “come on you can handle a little more” i chuckled as my hand and started to rub her clit “to much” she moaned her hands thrashing and grabbing the bedding “we haven’t even started baby” i growled thrusting harder forcing her forward “come on baby” i said grabbing her hips using that to help pleasure her “baby” she whined stuffing her face into the bed  “fuck your clenching” i growled through my gritted teeth “are you close baby” i said all i got was muffled response i grabbed her hair forcing her to face me “what did you say baby girl” i said staring into her eyes “yes god yes so close” she whined, tears of pleasure running down her cheeks “cum for me baby” i growled putting her face back into the bed i groaned as she cam around me “fuck” i groaned but i still haven’t cum “come on” i said pulling her up and layed down with her straddling me “henry” she whined placing her hands on my chest “ride baby” i said folding my hands behind my head and watched as she shivered and started to grind down on my cock “come on baby you can do better” i chuckled and grabbed her hips and made her go faster “henry” she whined.

yn pov

i was becoming hazy from the pleasure “henry” i whined as he made me go faster “come on baby im almost there” he groaned and moved his hands from my hips to breasts grabbing and squeezing “fuck” i moaned his cock started to pulse causing me to get closer and closer “fuck” we yelled as we both cam “dam baby you need to watch tiktok more often”

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