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Dr. Wolf and his boy Serg with Professor Snow and Coach Patrick
March 21, 2024 | Full Length Video : 41min 31sec
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Serg was only slightly nervous. More than anything, the bright-eyed blond was filled with anticipation. On this sun-bathed afternoon, Serg’s father Dr. Wolf had invited over his best friend Professor Snow, who also brought his son Noah.

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There was a knock at the door. Serg sprinted ahead of his father and let the guests into the house. Serg met Professor Snow, and thought that he was the sort of man that he had lost many hours of thinking about, especially at night. By the professor’s side was Noah, who Serg assumed lit up every room that he had ever walked into.

At his father's request Serg took Noah’s bags and showed him around upstairs. Meanwhile, Dr. Wolf and Professor Snow entered the sitting-room and comfortably settled upon the host’s sofa. After some brief catch-up conversation, Professor Snow moved closer to his best friend and looked him right in the eyes. Dr. Wolf cleared his throat, crossed his legs, and waited.

With a knowing glance, the professor casually asked if there was anything that the good doctor would like to share? Perhaps get off of his broad, muscular shoulders? Dr. Wolf pretended as though he didn’t have the slightest clue what that could be. Professor Snow took a different tack: he told Dr. Wolf that he had recently shared an interesting and otherwise cryptic text message exchange with their mutual friend Coach Patrick. Dr. Wolf paled and then he bit his bottom lip. He re-crossed his legs and made a slightly off-beat attempt at a reply.

Professor Snow was patient, his emotionless face giving nothing away. Dr. Wolf straightened himself out and just prayed that his best friend wouldn’t react too badly to the confession he was about to make. He laid out for Professor Snow the recent scene that he had happened upon between his son Serg and Coach Patrick.

It took some long pauses and a sprinkle of leading questions on Professor Snow’s part to get the whole story out of Dr. Wolf. Turns out the Doctor, needing to run an errand, had briefly left his son Serg in the capable hands of Coach Patrick. Dr. Wolf was blown away when he returned to find Serg splayed out naked on a pool table getting his twink ass stretched out by the Coach.

Though initially enraged and humiliated, Dr. Wolf continued telling the story and was surprised that he also found himself incredibly turned on. He decided to “punish” Coach Patrick by stretching his savory hole in the same way the Coach had stretched Serg’s hole. In conclusion, one thing led to another and soon, Dr. Wolf, Coach Patrick, and Serg found themselves engaged in one of the hottest threesomes the good Doctor had experienced in years.

Dr. Wolf watched Professor Snow’s reaction carefully as he confessed that this wasn’t the first time he had had sexual activity with his son. Professor Snow simply reached out and placed a warm, reassuring hand on his best friend’s leg. He understood; after all, the Professor and his son had, too.

Neither could believe their luck.

Later that day, Dr. Wolf and Professor Snow left the boys at Dr. Wolf’s to play and get to know one another better. In the meantime, the two made their way to Coach Patrick’s training room to cash in on one of the handsome devil’s famous full-body massages.

Coach Patrick was more than happy to work the two men to their complete satisfaction—in fact, he proclaimed that he was anxious. The Coach could give a sweet hand job. But, the massage had barely begun before Dr. Wolf suggested that the three of them return to his place and continue the fun there.

They were barely able to cram into Dr. Wolf’s bedroom before clothes were torn off, with huge cocks springing out of their underwear and hands all over each other’s hot bodies. Tongues and lips licked, kissed, and tasted. Coach Patrick was in the center of the bed getting spitroasted with an intensity that had both the tops and the happy bottom howling.

Then Serg walked in, full mast and touching himself. Dr. Wolf shot his son a look. That’s when Professor Snow and Coach Patrick noticed the boy, too. Dr. Wolf waved his son over to the bed. Serg hopped up and got into position in the center of the mattress. The gorgeous, shapely blond was now the center of attention. He couldn’t wait to feel all three hot daddy cocks, in whatever combination they dreamed.

If you were to ask Coach Patrick to share a memory of that afternoon, he would tell you that getting sucked off by Professor Snow while the beefy DILF slammed deep inside young Serg was simply outstanding. Coach Patrick’s insatiable appetite for cock translated well with the carnally malleable boy. Coach also loved how Serg sucked dick and took dick into his tight ass like a real champ—always moaning with legitimate need, never once a complaint.

And that incredible twink ass took some very deep and very memorable loads. At one point, Dr. Wolf was pouring sweat—his giant shaft pounding and pistoning with extreme vigor.

Professor Snow delighted in the delicious aroma of spunk, sweat, and man-musk that filled the bedroom. He nearly came as he watched Coach Patrick give Serg a real ass pounding—all the while, the twink’s throat was full of his father’s never-faltering erection.

Dr. Wolf teased and twisted Coach Patrick’s nipples, then gave the athletic stud permission to ejaculate into the boy…

Credits
Director: Brian Fitzgibbons, Legrand Wolf
Producer: Legrand Wolf
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PROF. SNOW

Prof. Snow is trying his best to be a good father, despite the challenges life has thrown at him. After his wife left him, he found himself a single parent to a young man. Mr. Snow never realized how much time he devoted to his work as a college professor until he found out how much he didn’t know about his son’s personal life. He wants to be a greater part of his son’s world, but he doesn’t know where to even begin. Until Noah’s curiosity presents an opportunity.

Played by Adam Snow
COACH PATRICK

Coach Patrick is a former Premier League soccer star who transitioned to coaching after being caught banging the majority of the Australian National Team. He was then hired as an assistant for a middling, low-talent Spanish squad. And to everyone’s non-surprise, immediately helped lead that team to the Championship Series.

With such a high-flying reputation and presence on and off the pitch, Coach Patrick has caught the attention of new American investors Dr. Wolf and Mr. Snow. Hired to be the Head Coach of Legrand and Adam’s newly acquired team, Coach Patrick inevitably falls back into his normal patterns. The constantly ready and randy Coach has no filter or inhibitions when it comes to his sexual prowess. But ultimately, folks keep warning the wily gentleman: one of these days, he’s gonna get in real trouble…

Played by Eddie Patrick
DR. WOLF

Dr. Wolf loves his boy. Spending all day in the office, seeing patients of all kinds, he's constantly reminded just how special his own young man is. He's always had the desire to be with him more intimately, but never quite knowing how to broach that subject. He sees the glances at the dinner table, coming out of the shower, and in the gym, but still not sure that he can make the first move. He's met some patients with similar inclinations, giving him a little more courage to explore his relationship. The tall, handsome, hung man can and has been able to sleep with almost anyone he wants, but the ultimate prize is own boy, Jonathan.

Played by Legrand Wolf
SERG

Meet Serg: a stunning, handsome man with a boyish countenance and an enigmatic grin. In the orchestra of Kyiv's nightlife, he's the sought-after melody, pursuing fleeting connections with older men in any way he can. His playful charisma attracts admirers like moths to light.

One such hook-up was with Cain Marko. Serg most definitely had the hots for daddies, so when he saw a hot businessman from the US show up in one of his apps, he messaged the dude straightaway. However, Serg couldn’t help but shake the feeling that Cain looked familiar. Perhaps… too familiar.

Played by Serg Shepard
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1. Serg’s Welcome 41mn
My son Serg recently celebrated a birthday. I wanted this one to be real special. So, with the financial help of my best friend Mr. Snow, we managed to purchase sixty-percent ownership of an up-and coming Spanish soccer team. We moved the squad to America and set up a state-of-the-art training facility. Serg was so excited. He could barely keep his hands off of me for days on end after I had made the purchase. I was excited, too: my best buddy Mr. Snow had all kinds of awesome plans and ideas for the team moving forward. One of those brilliant ideas was to promote the soccer team’s assistant, Coach Patrick, to head coach. Mr. Patrick had quite the backstory. To summarize, he had once been a star of the European Premier League. One fateful evening there occurred a friendly match between the Spaniards and the Australian National Team. In a scandal that rocked the soccer world, Coach Patrick ended up taking half the Aussie squad home for a wild and otherwise filthy, messy, cum-drenched orgy. Unbeknownst to Coach Patrick, the party was filmed on an iPhone and posted online. Coach Patrick was subsequently barred from the League, but luckily found a home in Basque, Spain where a low talent, middling soccer franchise was looking for a new assistant. To everyone and no one's surprise, Coach Patrick helped lead that underdog team to the championship series. This caught the attention of myself and Mr. Snow. We thought maybe a fresh start and the presence of quality role models might do Coach Patrick some good. After Coach Patrick and his squad arrived in the States, they immediately reported to the training facility. I picked Serg up from school and headed that way so that the happy boy could finally meet the squad and Coach Patrick. On the drive there, I got a call from the office asking me to return as I had uncharacteristically forgotten to sign a few documents for a patient. I decided to drop Serg off at the facility and leave him in the capable hands of Coach Patrick until I could get back. After I had finished the business at the office, I returned to the training facility and strolled through the main entrance. The squad was out on the pitch running drills. I imagined that Serg and Coach Patrick would be in the lobby waiting for me, but to no avail. I walked around the facilities and finally reached the games room. I opened the door and saw my son and Coach Patrick were naked as the day they were born. Serg was splayed out face down onto a billiards table—his twink hole filled eleven inches deep with Coach Patrick’s mammoth cock. The mutual looks of raw lust immediately vanished the second I opened the door. The two horny, dreadfully naughty bastards flew apart; Serg dropped to his knees and covered up his privacy. He begged me not to be angry. No, I wasn’t angry—I was red-hot furious. However, I also had to reconcile the fact that deep down I really shouldn’t have been surprised. I had a naive thought that perhaps Serg would have waited to ask for permission first before getting his ass plugged by the devastatingly sexy athletic Coach. Speaking of him, Coach Patrick beseeched me not to be hard on the boy. He insisted that everything was his fault and he was the one to initiate. Teary-eyed and pitiful, Coach Patrick pleaded with me not to fire him. He vowed to do anything that it would take to stay. Well, lucky for this bastard, I wasn’t about to give him the slip. Instead, I was going to humiliate Mr. Patrick like he had just humiliated me. God, I was pissed. But also, strangely, I was simultaneously turned on. My dick was already pressing hard into my slacks. I told Coach Patrick to wipe his face and get on his knees. The boy, too. I wagged my finger in both of their red, embarrassed faces and promised the consequences would be severe. A shrill whine escaped the older jock’s lips as I laid out for him how I was going to pulverize and stretch his hole. I splayed Coach Patrick over the billiards table in the same way that he had done to my son. I quickly disrobed and slapped my cock all over his muscular bottom. I didn’t bother lubing up or using spit. I simply squeezed my throbbing erection all the way in and into the hilt. You should have heard the sounds the yodeling Coach made, along with the whimpers and sighs of my boy—watching helplessly, still on his knees. My fuck thrusts inside of Coach Patrick were merciless and deep. You’da thought the man’s eyes were going to pop out of his skull. I instructed Serg to get underneath and lick my taint and balls whilst I ass-hammered the naughty, wailing Coach. For hours, I positioned Coach Patrick and my son into every configuration that I could think of to drive the lesson home. Finally, it was Serg’s turn to get his young mind blown. A stalwart bottom by nature, my son was gifted by the gods with a beautiful face, body, and perfectly round, thick ass. Serg loves daddy dick and can take huge cock with the best of them. But on this occasion, I had a hot plan that would involve my son being introduced to being a top and a bottom. What happened next had all three of us shuddering, gasping for air, and launching cum shots that none of us are likely to ever forget…!
2. Making Up 42mn
Serg was only slightly nervous. More than anything, the bright-eyed blond was filled with anticipation. On this sun-bathed afternoon, Serg’s father Dr. Wolf had invited over his best friend Professor Snow, who also brought his son Noah. There was a knock at the door. Serg sprinted ahead of his father and let the guests into the house. Serg met Professor Snow, and thought that he was the sort of man that he had lost many hours of thinking about, especially at night. By the professor’s side was Noah, who Serg assumed lit up every room that he had ever walked into. At his father's request Serg took Noah’s bags and showed him around upstairs. Meanwhile, Dr. Wolf and Professor Snow entered the sitting-room and comfortably settled upon the host’s sofa. After some brief catch-up conversation, Professor Snow moved closer to his best friend and looked him right in the eyes. Dr. Wolf cleared his throat, crossed his legs, and waited. With a knowing glance, the professor casually asked if there was anything that the good doctor would like to share? Perhaps get off of his broad, muscular shoulders? Dr. Wolf pretended as though he didn’t have the slightest clue what that could be. Professor Snow took a different tack: he told Dr. Wolf that he had recently shared an interesting and otherwise cryptic text message exchange with their mutual friend Coach Patrick. Dr. Wolf paled and then he bit his bottom lip. He re-crossed his legs and made a slightly off-beat attempt at a reply. Professor Snow was patient, his emotionless face giving nothing away. Dr. Wolf straightened himself out and just prayed that his best friend wouldn’t react too badly to the confession he was about to make. He laid out for Professor Snow the recent scene that he had happened upon between his son Serg and Coach Patrick. It took some long pauses and a sprinkle of leading questions on Professor Snow’s part to get the whole story out of Dr. Wolf. Turns out the Doctor, needing to run an errand, had briefly left his son Serg in the capable hands of Coach Patrick. Dr. Wolf was blown away when he returned to find Serg splayed out naked on a pool table getting his twink ass stretched out by the Coach. Though initially enraged and humiliated, Dr. Wolf continued telling the story and was surprised that he also found himself incredibly turned on. He decided to “punish” Coach Patrick by stretching his savory hole in the same way the Coach had stretched Serg’s hole. In conclusion, one thing led to another and soon, Dr. Wolf, Coach Patrick, and Serg found themselves engaged in one of the hottest threesomes the good Doctor had experienced in years. Dr. Wolf watched Professor Snow’s reaction carefully as he confessed that this wasn’t the first time he had had sexual activity with his son. Professor Snow simply reached out and placed a warm, reassuring hand on his best friend’s leg. He understood; after all, the Professor and his son had, too. Neither could believe their luck. Later that day, Dr. Wolf and Professor Snow left the boys at Dr. Wolf’s to play and get to know one another better. In the meantime, the two made their way to Coach Patrick’s training room to cash in on one of the handsome devil’s famous full-body massages. Coach Patrick was more than happy to work the two men to their complete satisfaction—in fact, he proclaimed that he was anxious. The Coach could give a sweet hand job. But, the massage had barely begun before Dr. Wolf suggested that the three of them return to his place and continue the fun there. They were barely able to cram into Dr. Wolf’s bedroom before clothes were torn off, with huge cocks springing out of their underwear and hands all over each other’s hot bodies. Tongues and lips licked, kissed, and tasted. Coach Patrick was in the center of the bed getting spitroasted with an intensity that had both the tops and the happy bottom howling. Then Serg walked in, full mast and touching himself. Dr. Wolf shot his son a look. That’s when Professor Snow and Coach Patrick noticed the boy, too. Dr. Wolf waved his son over to the bed. Serg hopped up and got into position in the center of the mattress. The gorgeous, shapely blond was now the center of attention. He couldn’t wait to feel all three hot daddy cocks, in whatever combination they dreamed. If you were to ask Coach Patrick to share a memory of that afternoon, he would tell you that getting sucked off by Professor Snow while the beefy DILF slammed deep inside young Serg was simply outstanding. Coach Patrick’s insatiable appetite for cock translated well with the carnally malleable boy. Coach also loved how Serg sucked dick and took dick into his tight ass like a real champ—always moaning with legitimate need, never once a complaint. And that incredible twink ass took some very deep and very memorable loads. At one point, Dr. Wolf was pouring sweat—his giant shaft pounding and pistoning with extreme vigor. Professor Snow delighted in the delicious aroma of spunk, sweat, and man-musk that filled the bedroom. He nearly came as he watched Coach Patrick give Serg a real ass pounding—all the while, the twink’s throat was full of his father’s never-faltering erection. Dr. Wolf teased and twisted Coach Patrick’s nipples, then gave the athletic stud permission to ejaculate into the boy…
3. The Boys 39mn
I don’t know what I was thinking when I planned this house party. Somehow, I thought I could fill my home up with guys—horny guys that I knew were pent up—and that nothing would happen. Seriously? My son Serg grew up totally unsupervised on the streets of Kyiv and sex was just instinctual and fun for him. I thank the stars that nothing bad happened to him before I found him. He just doesn’t grasp the significance that sex has in a context of family, friends, and coworkers, though. I know that. I also knew about Eddie Patrick’s past when I hired him to coach the team. Really, though, the two of them were alone together for less than an hour before Serg was bent over the pool table with Coach Patrick’s dick in his ass! I admire Eddie for taking responsibility but I also know Serg—it was a team effort. Then Adam and his son Noah arrived and Adam got me to confess that I fucked the coach, and my son. At least he admitted that he’s been fucking Noah, too. Of course when Adam found out that Eddie also fooled around with guys, he had to have some of the cute stud. We were having some harmless male bonding time, until Serg wandered in, and my son basically became the center of a gang bang. The only thing I can say for myself at this point is that at least Adam fucked my son before I fucked his. Yeah, that just happened. I went upstairs to see how the boys were getting along and found them getting into each other’s pants just fine. There is absolutely nothing wrong with that. Adam and I are best friends and we hoped our sons would be, too. I should have just said, “Glad to see you guys are getting along! Carry on.” But… Damn! They were so cute. I told them not to stop. I could have just stood there by the door and watched my son fuck Noah. I know that’s where things were headed, but I just had to get a closer look. Noah was looking up at me with wide eyed expectation. Serg reached over and rubbed the bulge in my khakis and I just knew he had already bragged to Noah about how big my cock is. I also knew that Noah almost certainly hadn’t seen any man naked, besides his father, in real life. He wanted to see it, and I wanted to show it to him. I wanted to feel his trembling fingers reach out and touch it, not quite believing it was real. I thought that it wouldn’t be so terrible to let him see it. Touch it. Maybe, kiss it. That’s pretty harmless. Right? I let the boys take my pants down. Noah’s eyes were huge. I had to take his hand and put it on my cock and he still seemed like he couldn’t believe it was real. Serg started worshiping it like the center of his world that it has become, while I bent down to kiss Noah. His kiss was so shy and fragile that it was almost like kissing a virgin. In a way, I guess it was. He’s never done anything more than secret games with his father that he wasn’t supposed to talk about. I was the first other man that he had ever kissed, beside my son. That kiss was intoxicating; like a double shot of fifty year old Scotch going straight to my balls. Damn! I knew Serge wanted me to fuck him. Just thinking about my cock makes him want me to fuck him, and there it was, hard, dripping, ready for a tight boy hole. I thought I could let Noah watch me fuck Serge. Nothing wrong with that, is there? Just put on a show for a cute curious boy that had never had a chance to see a cock as big as mine in action. Then I had a brilliant idea. I told Noah to lay down on his back and had Serge straddle him so that he could watch me fuck up close. My balls were almost dragging across his face and, if he decided to lick them while he watched me fuck his new friend, I couldn’t really do anything about that. Right? I mean, he was just so cute! And so damn curious! And if I don’t teach him, who will? It wasn’t enough, just watching Noah watch me fucking Serge. I could see it in his eyes. I could almost feel the desire radiating from his skin. He wasn’t satisfied watching. This boy wanted me. He wanted to feel it for himself. He wanted me in him. I wanted him to feel me. I wanted to feel him. I wanted to feel his tight innocent hole spasm around the first cock besides his own father’s to explore his warm silky depths. I could’ve stopped then. We had gone farther than we should have, but not too far. I hadn’t fucked my best friend’s son without his permission, yet. But I wasn’t going to stop. I couldn’t stop. Those damn sweet puppy dog eyes. Hungry. Needing. How could I deny this sweet boy what he wanted so bad. I had Serge switch places with him and suck his prick to help him relax. I knew it would hurt. My cock always hurts until a boy gets used to it. They always want more, though. I told him to look back at me. I want to be connected to a boy when I fuck him. Now it was just me and Noah. My fat cock, his tight hole, and his mewling squeals letting me know how he was taking it. After I got him opened up, I flipped him over on his back. That’s my favorite position, looking down into a boy's eyes, his legs spread open for me, giving me his body, watching my cock thrust in and out of his hole. This time I had my son there with me, kissing and stroking Noah, reaching down to feel my cock fucking him, holding his legs back for me. I think that will be happening a lot more in the future. But right then my nuts were boiling. I couldn’t hold back. I pumped my load hard into my best friend’s son. When I pulled my cock out of his gaping hole, my seed was planted so deep that I couldn’t even see it. I should feel guilty, but I don’t. I’ll do it again just as soon as I get a chance. It’s just those damn little puppy dog eyes.
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