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[bugspervemind]

It turns me on to think of how many women GP has fucked with that fat cock.

Undoubtedly, only Mr. Patterson knows the answer to that.

You could probably deduce, high school girlfriend, college girlfriend, first wife, present wife. And you never know, what if there's a lucky guy who got it too. So, at least 4 women, I'm guessing...

[bugspervemind]

What is the hottest thing you have ever imagined about Coach Patterson that isn't just sex?

I throw a pool party and GP is one of the guests, as well as all the coaches I like (Gary Patterson, Sonny Dykes, Mack Brown, Gregg Popovich, Brian Kelly, Barry Hinson, Mike Scioscia, Chip Kelly, Kevin Wilson, Mike Elko, Pat Narduzzi, Mark Stoops, John Fields, Mike McCarthy). All the coaches are in the backyard, eating barbeque and drinking beers, shirtless and only wearing sheer shorts of varying light pastel colors, blues, pinks, yellows, and whites, with GP wearing white. We get to watch him dive into the pool and come out like Phoebe Cates, from “Fast Times at Ridgemont High,” and that pool scene. Instead of showing him from the waist up, like her, we get to see him in all his thicc daddy-bear gorgeousness. We watch him walk a bit, wet chest hair stuck down to his thick pecs and belly, his package, swaying side to side, clearly visible through his sheer white shorts before he slowly removes them and tosses them aside... Mmm... 

[bugspervemind]

Dreamed, morning of Feb. 9th 2024.

I was wearing nothing but a really big towel that covered me from shoulders to feet.

Coach Wilson called me into a small room he was hiding in, there was some kind of get together in the building we were in.

"Don't like mingling?" I asked.

"Eh," he responded. "Follow me."

I did so without hesitation.

He was wearing a red polo shirt, dark navy khakis, and dark brown leather slip-on loafers. His plump ass looked great in those dark navy khakis.

We went out into the backyard through a door in the back of the room.

Made our way through a garden and into a small one room building.

He opened the door and we stepped in, "Careful they bite!" He exclaimed at a small spiderweb that was behind the door.

He sat at his desk, it was the only thing in the room.

I followed and mounted him, opening my towel and wrapping it around us in the process. My dick was chubby and I pressed it down against his crotch. He liked that, smiling as we looked into each others eyes, he placed his hands on my hips.

I got lost in his beautiful green eyes.

I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and kissed him on the lips.

"That's nice," he said, smiling.

"You know what would be really nice," I said as I reached down and fondled his crotch. His dick had been getting hard from the moment I'd sat on his lap and pressed my dick against his crotch.

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The Hotel Room.

We entered the hotel room after a busy day of scouting. Coach Patterson always chose the bed closest to the bathroom, those two to three trips to piss every night were a nuisance. I placed my backpack and carry-on suitcase at the foot of my bed and plugged in my phone charger. 

He stood behind me, placing his hands on my waist, pulling me towards him. I tried to resist, but he’s stronger than he appears. 

In all honesty, I wanted to give in, I wanted him to use me however he wanted, but I also knew he enjoyed feeling me struggle, he enjoyed being in control.

I felt his body pressing against my back, his gut perfectly aligning with the curve of my lower back, I could also feel something start to slightly stiffen against my backside.

His evening stubble rubbed against the back of my neck as he said, “easy boy…” He bent me over the bed and felt up what had belonged to him many times before...