“Fuck yeah old man.” Ugh, I hated when they called me things like that, but so it was with some of these dumb jocks. Before I started undressing him, I pushed play on the track Coach had made for these encounters. I was to always play it at the start, and I could tell that Tommy was already becoming very relaxed – and increasingly hard.

Some times I zoned out a bit to the tracks too, but that had to be my imagination, right? I mean, I always enjoyed my chats with Coach but surely he had put in suggestions to just target the jock and not affect me too, right? After all, not all professors might be as agreeable to such an arrangement. Heck, I didn’t think I would have been, but Coach somehow convinced me it was the right thing to do. I had no idea doing the right thing would get me so turned on and hard too.