Coach's Pet

“His hand went to his own shorts. Nick saw the zipper lower in the mirror. Joe didn’t take them off. He just pushed them down his hips, exposing his boxer-briefs, just enough to expose the thick thatch of dark pubic hair poking out above the waistband and the heavy, flaccid weight of his cock and balls bulging through the fabric. He didn’t say a word. He simply put his hand on the back of Kyle’s head and guided it down toward his lap.”