Quite a lot of Seann William Scott

"I turned, and was amazed to see Coach had stripped of his jock and was
holding it to his nose, breathing deeply.

"What do you think?" he asked, then held the jock about three inches in
front of my nose. He stared right into my eyes, and I knew that something
was happening. Slowly, he pressed the fabric pouch to my nostrils.

"Go ahead boy, it is what you want, right?" he asked.

Suddenly, it became clear. This was just what I wanted. This hulk of a
man was offering me the chance to venture in to unknown territory. I
trusted him, so I closed my eyes and breathed. My dick shot straight up in
the confines of my jock. I breathed again, this time a low moan escaping
my lips.

"Good boy. I thought I might have another connoisseur on my hands" he
whispered into my ear, his lips brushing the lobe. "What do you want?"

I pulled back, then felt his strong hand on the back of my neck, preventing
my complete escape from the scents emanating from the jock. I looked into
his eyes, and knew the answer.

"I want to, you know, learn, about.well." I stammered, my voice trailing off.

"I'm a great coach" he said, gently lifting me to my knees on the mat. He
knelt in front of me, his nipples brushing my chest. He slowly lifted his
arm, then ... my face in to the tangled mass of hair.