Chapter One: Bulge on the Green
Featuring Football Coach, Gary Patterson
The sun hammered down on Rockwood Park Golf Course in Fort Worth, Texas, during the 28th Annual TCU Coaches Golf Classic Tournament on April 28, 2025. Gary Patterson, the legendary former TCU head coach—boasting 181 wins, six conference championships, and a legacy of shaping 263 all-conference selections, 21 first-team All-Americans, and 55 NFL Draft picks—strode across the fairway with the confidence of a man who'd just led his team to first place and snagged the Longest Drive award.
At 65, his 5'9" stocky frame carried a classic dad-bod: broad shoulders, sturdy thick legs, a noticeable belly, and that prominently rounded butt that jiggled subtly with each step. His fair skin flushed under the heat, his piercing blue eyes squinting against the glare, and his neatly parted light brown hair, streaked with gray, peeked out from under his visor. He wore a purple short-sleeved polo shirt soaked through with sweat, clinging to his hairy chest and belly, where his prominent pinkish nipples poked like insistent buttons. Light khaki shorts hugged his sweaty thighs and ass, the fabric darkened by massive wet spots that outlined his commando bulge—the thick, veiny 7-inch cut cock with its bulbous pink head pressing against the material—and hinted at the crack between his plump cheeks. His hefty, low-hanging balls swayed freely in their loose, hairy sac, dense coarse blond-gray pubes trailing up to his belly. A chunky watch gleamed on his left wrist, his wedding ring a constant reminder of his life with Kelsey and their three sons, but today, the thrill of victory stirred something primal.
Amid the post-tournament celebrations near the clubhouse, a young male admirer named Alex Thompson approached. Alex, a tall, athletic 35-year-old with a lean runner's build, short tousled brown hair, and piercing blue eyes, sported a fitted TCU tee that hugged his toned chest and khaki pants that did little to hide his growing excitement.
"Coach, that drive was somethin' else—pure power, just like back in your TCU days," Alex said, his voice laced with admiration, though his gaze dipped unmistakably to the sweat-soaked bulge in Patterson's shorts.
Patterson flashed his warm yet intense smile, revealing good teeth, his raspy voice barking out a laugh from years of sideline yelling.
"Well, hell, son, you gotta swing like you mean it—ain't no half-measures in golf or football."
The conversation flowed easily about TCU's glory days, Patterson's passionate babbling picking up steam as he reminisced about those scorching sidelines where he'd sweat through his khakis, giving fans behind the bench a drenched spectacle of his jiggling posterior. But the air thickened with unspoken heat, the day's victory fueling Patterson's fiery side. Feeling the pull, he nodded toward a secluded wooded area behind the course.
"C'mon, let's step away for a private chat—away from all this ruckus."
In the dappled shade of the trees, away from prying eyes, the tension snapped. Alex dropped to his knees on the soft grass, his hands sliding up Patterson's sturdy, sweat-slicked thighs. Patterson's breath hitched, his expressive face flushing deeper as he unzipped his fly with weathered fingers, digging into the crotch of his shorts to free his thickening cock. It flopped out, heavy and veiny, the bulbous head already glistening with pre-cum under the dense bush of blond-gray pubes.
"Damn, boy, you got me all riled up like it's fourth and goal," Patterson rasped, wrapping his strong hand around the shaft and stroking it slowly, making it swell to its full 7 inches, solid girth pulsing with each pump. He swung it back and forth playfully, showing off its heft, his low-hanging balls slapping against his thigh.
Alex's eyes widened, his own arousal evident as he unbuckled his belt, shoving down his pants and briefs to reveal his hardening cock. He leaned forward, tongue flicking out to trace the salty outline of Patterson's bulbous head, savoring the musky tang of sweat and man. Then, with fervent enthusiasm, he engulfed it fully, lips stretching around the thick girth as he sucked greedily, his tongue swirling along the veiny underside. Patterson groaned deeply, his raspy voice rumbling like a sideline bark, hands gripping Alex's hair tightly.
"That's it, son...suck it like you mean it. Deeper, now!"
Alex obliged, deep-throating until Patterson's hefty balls slapped wetly against his chin, the coach's hairy sac brushing his lips with each thrust.
But Patterson pulled back, his body trembling, nipples aching visibly through his soaked polo.
"Don’t you go makin' me shoot my load just yet—I wanna fuck that tight ass of yours." His voice was gruff, competitive edge shining through. "Now, take it all."
Alex pressed forward, swallowing every inch until his nose buried in the coarse gray pubes, inhaling the deep, sweaty musk as he tried to take more, gagging slightly but persisting.
Patterson's passion flared.
"Turn around and bend over, boy—I'll get you really hot."
But Alex had other ideas first.
"No, Coach—you turn. Let me taste that sweaty beast."
Patterson chuckled raspily, turning his broad back to Alex and leaning against a nearby tree, his khaki shorts tugged down just enough to expose his plump, hairy ass. The cheeks glistened with sweat, the dark furrow between them inviting and musky from the day's heat. Alex pushed Patterson's thick legs apart, lifting them slightly for better access, and dove in. His tongue delved into the puckered hole, rimming it with wet, swirling motions—probing deep into the hot, salty depths, tasting the earthy tang of sweat-soaked fur. One hand stroked Patterson's rock-hard shaft, thumbing the veiny length, while the other kneaded his hefty balls. Patterson's body quaked, his "tits" heaving with ragged breaths, nipples hard as pebbles begging for attention. He thrust back against Alex's face, grunting.
"Yes, boy—eat my asshole. Stick that tongue deeper! Oh, hell yeah, reach deep inside me. That's it—deeper, good!"
Patterson hunched his ass rhythmically, grinding against Alex's hungry mouth, his hand slowly jacking his huge pecker as the tongue worked in and out, slurping and probing the slick, hairy crack. The woods filled with wet smacks and Patterson's raspy moans, his competitive fire turning to raw lust. Finally, he pulled away, breathless.
"Better stop, or I'll shoot right here. Now turn around and let me give it to you."
He spit into his palm, smearing the slickness over his bulbous head.
"Hell, you got me so hot I ain't gonna last long."
Alex bent over, bracing against the tree, his ass presented eagerly. Patterson stepped forward, guiding his thick cock to the waiting hole. He pressed the head harder and harder, the veiny shaft inching in with insistent pressure.
"Easy! Easy!" Alex cried out, the woods echoing his loud pleas as Patterson penetrated little by little, Alex grabbing his own dick and masturbating furiously to ease the burn.
"Take it all!" Gary barked, ramming savagely deeper, his stocky body slamming forward until he was buried to the hilt in the tight heat. The sudden plunge made Alex straighten up, gasping, but Patterson wrapped his strong arms around, grabbing Alex's chest and twisting his nipples like he was wringing out a victory—hard, demanding, fueling the fire. All the while, the coach pulled his cock almost out, only to plunge back in with powerful thrusts, his hairy belly slapping against Alex's back, balls swinging heavily. The rhythm built like a championship drive, immersive and relentless, Patterson's raspy grunts mixing with the wet sounds of flesh on flesh.
Climax hit like a game-winning touchdown.
"I'm cummin'!" Alex announced, his body shuddering as ropes of cum shot onto the ground.
"Me too!" Patterson roared, jerking his cock out and stroking it a couple more times before a strong stream of white liquid squirted onto Alex's back and ass cheeks, warm and thick, dripping down the crack. Even as Patterson unloaded, Alex finished his own release, both men panting in the afterglow.
This narrative is entirely fictional and it does not reflect any known events or factual scenarios involving Gary Patterson or any persons.
Synopsis: In this chapter, former TCU coach Gary Patterson celebrates a golf tournament win with a passionate, sweat-fueled encounter in the woods with admirer Alex, featuring intense oral pleasures and climactic anal action amid raspy, competitive dialog.
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