**Turning Bi: Coach’s Shower Pt2**
As I watched each thick rope of cum cover the white tile of the shower my heart rate increased ten fold wondering what would happen next. He laughed deeply, I was worried someone would hear and come in and see what was going on. “Damn you let it rip as soon as I said that, you trying to tell me something?” I felt one of his massive finger tips sliding into my crack and circling my hole. He continued circling like a shark knowing his pray’s fate was already certain. Before long his finger had made it’s was knuckle deep inside my virgin ass. Instinctively, I began pushing against his finger and rocking back and forth, wanting more of it. I was still facing away from him when he grabbed my left hand and placed it on his now fully hard and now throbbing shaft. I gasped a bit as I wrapped my fingers around him, trying to compare it’s thickness to something familiar in my head. As soon as I settled on a White Claw can, he pushed his finger as deep in me as it would go. I gasped again, this time for air. My hand released from his shaft as I collected myself, but he quickly put it back except this time I could feel the full heavy weight of his scrotum resting in my hand, crawling up the underside of my forearm. If I hadn’t convinced myself by this time that I was absolutely bi… this was the deal breaker. With his balls and sack engulfing my palm, I moved my fingers fondling and wanting to feel more of him as his hardened cock pulsated against my arm.