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Coach Cox and Jack Andram
April 15, 2021 | Full Length Video : 16min 20sec
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Coach Cox didn’t want any trouble. His commitment to his players was deep, but he saw them truly as athletes in his charge, nothing more. As much as he admired their youthful spirits, athletic bodies, and strong sex drives, he didn’t want to betray their trust or his position by crossing any lines.

He wasn’t dumb, though. It was hard not to notice the players coming back from the other coaches’ offices with a smile on their face, sweaty and flushed as if they’d just had an exhaustive practice, even when he knew their schedule was clear. At first he naively thought they were just providing more one-on-one coaching, but more than once he saw a little bit of liquid on his companion’s faces showing they’d performed a different kind of service.

He wasn’t mad. ...[Read more]

He wasn’t mad. It just wasn’t his style. He was more reserved and burdened with a sense of responsibility. And despite flirty looks from some of his more active players, he managed to keep his head focused on sportsmanship, athleticism, and proper mentorship.

Even when handsome young jock Jack propositioned him in their supply room, Cox was reluctant to go along. Coach Cox was doing his regular work of returning equipment after a practice, focused only on his job, when the lean stud came in looking for some cameras. Cox knew exactly why he wanted them, insisting that he wanted nothing to do with the after-hours tomfoolery.

Despite his rejection, Jack could tell the older man could be swayed. Even before Jack grabbed his crotch, he could see the coach’s eyes sneaking glances at it again and again. Jack was wearing particularly well-fitting underwear that made his bulge distractingly noticeable whenever he wore athletic shorts. He knew exactly what he was doing. And when he gave his junk a little tug, Coach Cox’ mouth fell agape and he practically drooled.

“No one needs to know…” Jack smiled. His boyish grin and dimples gave him an irresistible, impish quality, making Coach Cox weak to his charms.

He couldn’t deny he’d thought about seeing Jack naked before, even sneaking sniffs of his musky jock whenever he found it loose in the locker room. Cox wanted to stick to his principles and just say no, but the opportunity was surprisingly perfect. Jack was eager, they were completely alone, and no one needed to ever find out. It had been a while since Cox had sucked the cock of a beautiful young man, and his mouth watered thinking of it being so close.

Cox turned to leave, thinking he’d be able to just walk out and forget this happened. Instead, he felt his fingers turn the lock, giving them ultimate privacy to explore each other’s bodies.

Within seconds, Coach Cox’s nervous, trembling hands were pulling down the boy’s shorts and underwear, giving him a view of Jack’s cock. Even only half hard, the meaty member was thick and veiny, warm to the touch, and silky smooth. His heavy nuts hung low between his legs, tempting Cox to reach out and touch them. He gave them a gentle squeeze as his mouth closed in on his shaft, taking it to the back of his throat as he exhaled.

Cox closed his eyes. It felt so good. And the boy tasted amazing. He breathed through his nose, not wanting to let his lips let go of Jack’s manhood. He couldn’t believe he was doing it, but now that he’d tasted his cock, he didn’t want it to stop.

Jack watched as the older man worshipped him. He felt himself get harder with each gulp of his shaft, moving to the back of his throat and getting devoured. He pulled his shirt over his head, giving his coach the chance to see his smooth, toned, athletic frame. His flat stomach and firm chest were absolute perfection, making the older man’s cock practically burst out of his shorts.

As much as Cox could have worshipped his shaft and nuts all day, Jack had other plans. Pulling down the older man’s shorts, the jock asserted his control of the situation, directing his coach on all fours and to show his hole. Cox felt his heart race, thrilled and stunned by the young man’s dominance. Jack was definitely no first timer when it came to fucking an older man.

Jack stroked his cock, spitting on the tip to get it good and wet while playing with Cox’s ass. It was smooth and round, well developed and hungry. Coach Cox arched his back, indicating his desire even as his head remained somewhat conflicted. He knew he shouldn’t, but being so close to being penetrated, he didn’t have the strength or will to stop it.

Jack positioned his cock just right and gently pushed it up against Cox’s hole. It was hard and warm, slick with a mix of his and Cox’ saliva. Jack gave his cock a little push and felt his coach’s hole open to receive him.

Coach Cox let out a moan deep from inside, as if he’d just put down a big weight and could finally relax. The tension and pressure of staying virtuous was more than he could handle, and now, feeling the boy’s big, throbbing cock puncture through his walls and hole, he felt a relief that was unlike anything else.

Jack held onto his hips, sliding in and out of his sphincter, digging deep into his guts and pulling back out, feeling the older man yield to him and enjoy his cock. He saw his big balls hanging down, rocking back and forth with each thrust.

Jack could tell that his coach needed it just as much as he did. He knew he was going to fuck him hard and fill him up with his load, but he wanted to make sure he got the older man off, too. After all, it was Jack who was hoping to recruit Cox for his own league of amazing daddy bottoms!

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Jack started participating in sports because he wanted the kind of attention he saw bigger, burlier guys getting. Little did he know that those bigger, burlier guys secretly wanted a guy like Jack to put them in their places! Once he knew their secret, though, Jack was more than eager to give those jocks what they wanted: him, hard and raw. [Read More]
Chapters
1. Top Tryout 18mn
Jack wanders slowly toward his locker in the darkened school hallways. He stayed late to finish some makeup work, and the setting sun is now glaring off the polished floors through the glass doors at the end of the hall. His locker is in a little alcove off the main corridor and as he steps into the shadowed area to put his books away, he hears the squeak of a door opening. The sound is followed by the deep chuckle of a man and a lighter, hushed voice of a classmate he recognizes. Curious about the clandestine nature of the pair’s interaction, Jack peeks around the corner to see Coach Rick and a boy from one of Jack’s classes. Cameron? Jack thinks. That hall leads to the gym past the boy’s locker room. Jack’s breath catches in his throat when he sees Cameron grip the coach’s ass roughly with one hand and his face with the other to pull the man down into an assertive kiss before pushing him back with a grin. Coach Rick leans forward, obviously wanting more, but Cameron takes a step back and turns to walk toward Jack with a grin. Jack steps deeper into the shadows, staying perfectly still as Cameron leaves. When Jack can breathe again, he peeks from his hiding place to make sure the coast is clear. As he walks home, his mind is clouded by erotic daydreams. He had always looked up to Coach Rick. A lot of boys did. He’d be lying if he said he hadn’t jerked off to the thought of the muscle man naked. Imagining him being dominated by a tiny twink like himself gets his cock so hard he has to swing his backpack to the front to cover it as he walks down the street. Maybe if I tried out for the team… Jack thinks. It was beyond unorthodox, but Jack decides he’ll show up at Coach Rick’s house over the weekend and ask. It could only go one of two ways. Either he’d be invited in, or he wouldn’t. But Jack suspects this is yet another jock just wanting a big-dicked twink to tear up the pitch. Coach Rick is surprised to see a student when he answers the knock at his door. It’s not unusual for him to see his players outside of school, but he doesn’t recognize the twink wearing the school uniform. When Jack says he wants to join the team and that he played when he was younger, Coach Rick thinks it’s the perfect opportunity to see what the twink can bring. He tells the boy to take off his shirt. Jack is tall and lean, and looks like he either stays pretty active or has one of those enviable high metabolisms. Either way, the boy fills out his shorts considerably well, and Coach Rick finds his mind wandering as he gets Jack to do a few pushups. There’s something about the way the boy looks into his eyes as Coach Rick holds Jack’s feet for a few crunches. On the last sit up, Jack lingers briefly with his face just inches from Coach Rick’s. And when Jack stands, his bulging groin is in Coach Rick’s face. “Wow,” Coach says. “Looks like you want to do more than just be part of the team.” He reaches out and squeezes the boy’s hard cock through the fabric. Jack steps closer with his hips forward and Coach Rick takes the cue. He pulls the twink’s shorts and underwear down and Jack’s fat cock swings toward the coach’s face. Knowing there’s no way he can handle that much meat in his mouth, Coach Rick uses his hand to stroke Jack’s cock while he sucks, but his eagerness gets the better of him and as he tries to go deeper, he gags on the boy’s pole. Jack is shocked how easy it was. Looking down at Coach Rick, Jack sees the man’s wide, muscular shoulders framing a face he had only ever imagined would look up at him with his jaw stretched by Jack’s cock. The man’s big, baby blue eyes are beginning to water from the effort—and Jack likes seeing him this way. “Let’s see if you know how to use it,” Coach says and turns away with a tent in his shorts. Jack’s cock jumps at the idea, and the man strips and bends over the back of the couch. I can’t believe this is actually happening! Jack thinks, but he squats and begins rimming the man’s smooth, round bubblebutt. The man’s hole feels so tight against his tongue and fingertips, and the way Coach’s balls and wide cock hang as he presents his hole to Jack makes the twink’s mouth water. Jack stands and presses his impressive boner against the man’s pink pucker, sliding in slowly. The man’s hole is the tightest thing Jack has ever felt on his cock! The muscles of Coach Rick’s back and shoulders are tense. It’s clear he wants it, but Jack’s cock is thickest near the base so the deeper Jack goes the more the man’s hole stretches. Jack slaps Coach Rick’s ass and has him flip over so he can see the effect his cock is having on the man’s face. Wearing nothing but socks and his whistle, Coach Rick throws his legs in the air so Jack can punch his prostate. Jack finally gets a good look at Coach’s cock and sees it’s almost as big as his! With Coach buckled nearly in half, Jack has a perfect view of his own cock sliding deep into the big guy’s hole, Coach’s impressive package, and the man’s handsome face all at once. Coach Rick has already made up his mind about the boy joining the team. The little guy sure knows how to fuck! Coach Rick has to stop touching himself so he doesn't cum too son. Even though Jack is hitting his pleasure button spot on, Coach gets his pleasure seeing the twink satisfy himself inside his hole. So he clenches down on the boy’s big dick with his sphincter, making Jack gasp. The wet sounds of Jack’s groin slapping against the coach’s ass competes with the grunting and moaning of Coach Rick getting his hole speared by the big twink dick. Coach Rick’s thick pecs bounce as Jack pounds harder and deeper into his ass. Jack gets coach to flip on all fours to fuck him doggystyle and the man’s ass cheeks bounce with every thrust. For such a small guy, Jack humps Coach Rick’s ass harder than he’s ever been ridden. Even by guys three times the twink’s size. Jack’s pace is frantic and it’s clear he’s getting close to cumming. Coach wants to see Jack unload on him and he flips to his back when Jack pulls out. Jack stands over him pulling on a big, red cock that looks hard enough to break through a wall and soon unleashes a big puddle of cum all over Coach Rick’s cobblestone abs. “You’ve got a spot on the team if you want it,” Coach Rick says, looking up at the boy approvingly. “Maybe I just want to fuck your tight jock hole from time to time,” Jack responds, meeting then man’s gaze with a raised eyebrow. “Drop by anytime,” Coach says to the little twink and licks the fingers he trailed through the huge load of cum on his stomach. “We’ll see,” Jack says.
2. New Recruit 17mn
Coach Cox didn’t want any trouble. His commitment to his players was deep, but he saw them truly as athletes in his charge, nothing more. As much as he admired their youthful spirits, athletic bodies, and strong sex drives, he didn’t want to betray their trust or his position by crossing any lines. He wasn’t dumb, though. It was hard not to notice the players coming back from the other coaches’ offices with a smile on their face, sweaty and flushed as if they’d just had an exhaustive practice, even when he knew their schedule was clear. At first he naively thought they were just providing more one-on-one coaching, but more than once he saw a little bit of liquid on his companion’s faces showing they’d performed a different kind of service. He wasn’t mad. It just wasn’t his style. He was more reserved and burdened with a sense of responsibility. And despite flirty looks from some of his more active players, he managed to keep his head focused on sportsmanship, athleticism, and proper mentorship. Even when handsome young jock Jack propositioned him in their supply room, Cox was reluctant to go along. Coach Cox was doing his regular work of returning equipment after a practice, focused only on his job, when the lean stud came in looking for some cameras. Cox knew exactly why he wanted them, insisting that he wanted nothing to do with the after-hours tomfoolery. Despite his rejection, Jack could tell the older man could be swayed. Even before Jack grabbed his crotch, he could see the coach’s eyes sneaking glances at it again and again. Jack was wearing particularly well-fitting underwear that made his bulge distractingly noticeable whenever he wore athletic shorts. He knew exactly what he was doing. And when he gave his junk a little tug, Coach Cox’ mouth fell agape and he practically drooled. “No one needs to know…” Jack smiled. His boyish grin and dimples gave him an irresistible, impish quality, making Coach Cox weak to his charms. He couldn’t deny he’d thought about seeing Jack naked before, even sneaking sniffs of his musky jock whenever he found it loose in the locker room. Cox wanted to stick to his principles and just say no, but the opportunity was surprisingly perfect. Jack was eager, they were completely alone, and no one needed to ever find out. It had been a while since Cox had sucked the cock of a beautiful young man, and his mouth watered thinking of it being so close. Cox turned to leave, thinking he’d be able to just walk out and forget this happened. Instead, he felt his fingers turn the lock, giving them ultimate privacy to explore each other’s bodies. Within seconds, Coach Cox’s nervous, trembling hands were pulling down the boy’s shorts and underwear, giving him a view of Jack’s cock. Even only half hard, the meaty member was thick and veiny, warm to the touch, and silky smooth. His heavy nuts hung low between his legs, tempting Cox to reach out and touch them. He gave them a gentle squeeze as his mouth closed in on his shaft, taking it to the back of his throat as he exhaled. Cox closed his eyes. It felt so good. And the boy tasted amazing. He breathed through his nose, not wanting to let his lips let go of Jack’s manhood. He couldn’t believe he was doing it, but now that he’d tasted his cock, he didn’t want it to stop. Jack watched as the older man worshipped him. He felt himself get harder with each gulp of his shaft, moving to the back of his throat and getting devoured. He pulled his shirt over his head, giving his coach the chance to see his smooth, toned, athletic frame. His flat stomach and firm chest were absolute perfection, making the older man’s cock practically burst out of his shorts. As much as Cox could have worshipped his shaft and nuts all day, Jack had other plans. Pulling down the older man’s shorts, the jock asserted his control of the situation, directing his coach on all fours and to show his hole. Cox felt his heart race, thrilled and stunned by the young man’s dominance. Jack was definitely no first timer when it came to fucking an older man. Jack stroked his cock, spitting on the tip to get it good and wet while playing with Cox’s ass. It was smooth and round, well developed and hungry. Coach Cox arched his back, indicating his desire even as his head remained somewhat conflicted. He knew he shouldn’t, but being so close to being penetrated, he didn’t have the strength or will to stop it. Jack positioned his cock just right and gently pushed it up against Cox’s hole. It was hard and warm, slick with a mix of his and Cox’ saliva. Jack gave his cock a little push and felt his coach’s hole open to receive him. Coach Cox let out a moan deep from inside, as if he’d just put down a big weight and could finally relax. The tension and pressure of staying virtuous was more than he could handle, and now, feeling the boy’s big, throbbing cock puncture through his walls and hole, he felt a relief that was unlike anything else. Jack held onto his hips, sliding in and out of his sphincter, digging deep into his guts and pulling back out, feeling the older man yield to him and enjoy his cock. He saw his big balls hanging down, rocking back and forth with each thrust. Jack could tell that his coach needed it just as much as he did. He knew he was going to fuck him hard and fill him up with his load, but he wanted to make sure he got the older man off, too. After all, it was Jack who was hoping to recruit Cox for his own league of amazing daddy bottoms!
3. Performance Incentive 15mn
Jack enrolled at this school a few months ago after transferring from a college in California. He’s a confident young person, a gifted academic and a very fine sportsman. Coach Cox believes he has great promise as an athlete and has coached him intensively on a one-to-one basis over the last few weeks. Jack has always been perfectly well behaved - a model student in fact - but, in recent weeks, he’s been uncharacteristically rude to several teachers and has gotten into a few scrapes with other students. I called him into my office this afternoon to see if anything was wrong and he told me he was simply tired of being the good guy all the time. It immediately struck me that this sudden behavioural change might have more-than-a-little to do with one of his classmates, Cole. I’ve noticed that they’ve been hanging out a lot recently and Cole is definitely one of those students who can be a pretty bad influence on those around him. I learned this to my own detriment last week when he flirted with me - pretty outrageously - while I was attempting to discipline him. Now, what happens in the Principal’s office will forever stay in the Principal’s office, but let’s just say that young Cole avoided a suspension. It turns out that Cole had blabbed about our encounter to Jack, and Jack, somewhat brazenly, decided to bring it up. I must have flushed so red. My instant assumption was that he was trying to blackmail me. I’m a married man. I’m the school principal. I’ve got a heck of a lot to lose… But it turns out that hearing about the incident with Cole had gotten young Jack all horny and he said he wanted to do with me what I’d done with Cole! The blood instantly started running away from my face straight down to my dick! I stood up and locked the office door to give myself a moment or two to work out whether acting on my impulses would ultimately be a form of career suicide. When I sat back down and stared into those trusting, puppy-dog eyes, I knew the impulses had won! I reached out, placed my hand on his groin and started to run the palm of my hand over the impressive bulge in his loose-fitting soccer shorts. I was genuinely gonna stop it there. The gesture was designed to let him know that I was flattered. He certainly shouldn’t have been made to feel ashamed for coming on to an older man, but I should have sent him on his way there and then, if for no other reason, than to give myself a bit of thinking time. But that boy’s dick was rock hard and he was looking at me in a way which made me feel incredibly dirty and very bad. I asked if it felt good and he said yes. You could tell his heart was pounding out of his chest. And he wasn’t the only one! Half my brain was saying, “what the fuck are you doing?” While the other half was telling me this was an experience I’d be a fool to pass up. I told him to stand up and pulled him between my legs as I pushed his shorts to the floor. He was wearing a tight pair of long boxer shorts. Bright red. Incredibly sexy. He pushed his T-shirt up with one hand to expose his hairless, surprisingly well-defined torso - very definitely the makings of a six pack. No wonder Coach Cox thinks this boy’s got potential! Jack had this look on his face; a mixture of terror, lust and excitement, which drove me utterly wild. His breathing was really shallow. I pulled him in closer and took the baseball cap from his head before running my hands up and down his body and biting his nipples, which made him shake all over. I stood up and we started kissing. Jack’s probably the height of the last woman I made out with, so, on one hand it felt strange, and on the other it felt utterly natural and right. I kissed that boy so passionately! The more we kissed, the more I wanted him. Within minutes, my pants were down, my shirt was off and my huge, veiny cock was standing at attention in front of him. Jack was inexperienced but clearly no virgin. I started to wonder who he’d been with before as he got on his knees and started sucking me off. He was moaning a little too loudly for my liking, so I had to remind him that there were other teachers in the building and that we didn’t want any of them to find out about this, but he seemed incapable of keeping quiet, so I had to remind him several more times. I sank to my knees, gently and sensually kissing down his tight, pale stomach, slowly pulling down his underwear until I reached his crotch. His dick literally sprang out of his boxers. I sucked him good and hard. I wanted that kid to experience something truly special, truly magical, and the noises he was making told me I was nailing it! I sort of gave up on trying to keep him quiet… I just hope the walls were thick enough to absorb the sounds! I loved pleasuring Jack. It felt so wrong and yet so right. So subversive. His cock was absolutely amazing - it curved right up - and all I could think about was how good it would feel inside me. Seconds later, I was throwing off all the last bits of clothing and leaning over my desk, like a true slut, waiting for this horny teenager to stick his dick inside me. He certainly didn’t need to be asked twice! He moved a chair aside, spat on his dick, started thrusting it over the crack, and then pushed it in. No condom. He didn’t even ask. And suddenly I was the noisy one! It felt like he was tearing me in half. I’m not used to taking dick, so he had to push really hard to force himself inside. And then he started banging! There was something really sexy about the crudeness of his strokes. He got real fast, real quick, like a switch flicked and he just wanted to get his rocks off inside me. It made me whimper! I told him to keep the noise down again, but really I knew I was talking to myself! I could feel the pre-cum oozing out of my dick onto the desk underneath me. So much came out, in fact, that it started to feel like I was fucking the table! My dick was just sliding all over the polished surface! It felt insanely hot. Jack just continued to slam away with his huge dick as I tried to control my breathing. He varied the pace a little - slower and deeper, then faster and more shallow. He even started to smack my ass cheeks! He’d obviously watched a few porn films in his time!! He picked up speed again, and, in fact, at that stage he told ME to be quiet. I climbed further onto the desk and he really started going for it. It was insane. He got faster and faster and suddenly, almost without warning, he blasted deep inside me. I could tell he was shooting a giant load. I could feel it gushing out of his cock. He was more-than-obviously turned on by the idea of loading his school principal because, after he’d shot, he kept pushing himself back inside me - seemingly harder than he was before he shot. It made my eyes water. I couldn’t imagine how this one was going to play out…
4. Extra Innings 19mn
Watching a boy turning into a man always fills me with a sense of pride and wonderment. Pride because, as their coach, I know I’ve helped to give them the wherewithal to realize their physical potential. Wonderment, because I remember how beautiful the process was for me. Bulking out, learning to be the master of my own sexual urges, realizing I was turning more and more heads, recognizing the innate power that was mine to use as I desired. It was an intoxicating sensation, and witnessing it in others can be utterly addictive. Take Jack, for example: A year ago, he was gawky, skinny as a rake, and pretty uncoordinated. We got him on a better diet, started working on his fitness levels, introduced him to the benefits of lifting weights, and now he’s the best pitcher on the team! He’s focussed, mentally sharp, and confident. And I’ll be honest… This new Jack can be quite distracting! I had him in my office this afternoon. I was putting him through his paces, trying to get him back to peak fitness after a winter off. I’m working on his abs at the moment and was sitting on his feet while he did a bunch of sit ups. I don’t know what suddenly came over me, but every time that pretty little face of his came looming up towards mine, I felt more and more like I wanted to kiss it. I must have been looking at him with real fire in my eyes because his expression suddenly changed and I instantly knew that the seemingly irrepressible sensation I was feeling was utterly reciprocal. It happened so naturally. There was the briefest moment of stillness where we stared into each other’s eyes as though both of us were checking that the other was cool with everything… and then our lips touched. He kissed so beautifully. His lips are soft and full. His breath was minty fresh. I was instantly addicted. I stood him up so that the impressive bulge developing in his shorts was right up against my face. He was just out the shower, so smelt real clean and fresh, but there was the merest hint of manly musk about him which made me just wanna whip out his dick and suck the horny fucker dry! I pulled down his shorts and pulled his meat out of the side of his jock. I don’t think I’ve ever seen a dick so impressive on a guy his age and stature. It’s gotta be at least eight inches of prime beef and it was so hard it stood almost flat against his stomach. Then, to cap everything, he’s got these low hanging balls, no doubt bursting with juicy semen. I literally couldn’t wait to take things to the next level. I stood up, pushed my shorts down, and, as we started to kiss again, our cocks started to touch - almost like two magnets being drawn to each other. I got back onto my knees and started to tease and tickle the boy with my tongue, running my fat lips up and down his shaft and getting his heavy nut sack into my mouth. I sat down on the couch and he sucked me for long enough for me to start wondering if he was expecting me to top him. Much as I’m sure that tight, teenaged hole of his would have felt really special wrapped around my dick, there was no way I was gonna let him leave without fucking me. With that giant member of his rock hard and pointing to the ceiling, I indicated for him to sit down on the couch, turning my back to him, squatting, and then slowly lowering myself down onto his dick. The sensation nearly took my breath away. It was definitely the gift that kept on giving. Every time I thought he was fully inside me, it felt like he pushed another half inch in. And before I’d got myself used to the feeling of it in my guts, he started to thrust it in and out. I’m not gonna lie, it was a real struggle to begin with. But after I’d relaxed into his rhythm, the sensation was one of pure, unadulterated ecstasy. Every time I glanced down at him, I could see he was red-faced and gritting his teeth, obviously completely committed to his task of breeding my hole! We changed positions so that I was on my back on the couch, legs in the air, with him banging me from the front, looking down at me with those huge, hazel, beautiful eyes. He jerked me off as he slammed his cock in and out. His fist gilded effortlessly up and down my shaft which was now soaking wet with pre-cum and his spit. I was desperate to keep his dick inside me at all costs. It felt like the most remarkable fit for my ass, like its shape, girth and length has been tailor-made for my profound pleasure! The noises that were coming out of my mouth were something else - an animalistic blend of grunting, whimpering, roaring, and hyperventilation! I remember hoping that the janitor wasn’t gonna be doing his rounds. Then Jack leaned over me and started to really pound. I could tell he was close and heard myself begging for his cum. I wanted it inside me. I wanted him to baste me internally. I could feel his big load throbbing into me, one giant squirt after another. And then he laid back in my arms, catching his breath, heartbeat slowly returning to a normal rate… Transition to manhood complete!
5. Hungry for Twink Dick 21mn
For Coach Marko, there’s something really erotic about helping young athletes reach their potential. Pushing them to deliver their best. It adds fuel to the coach's fire when he detects that sweet smell of boy sweat. It enters his nose but goes straight to his dick. Combine all these things and you’ll understand why by the end of Jack Andram’s training session Coach Marko can’t help but be dripping in tension. He’s been admiring Jack’s twink body, watching it grow and develop through exercise. Today, though, is different. Marko is all horned up by Jack’s lithe smooth body; the gym shorts and tube socks just add to his hunger! While Coach Marko sits on the couch, Jack sits on the floor between his legs. The post-workout rubdown starts at Jack’s shoulders. Marko can see the twink is really starting to relax. The coach rubs a little lower, gently grazing Jack nipples along the way. They’re rock hard. Could it be Jack is just as into this as the big guy is? Coach Marko rubs a little lower. Jack gently moans his go-ahead and the horny ginger bear slides his hand over Jack’s shorts. Jack’s nipples aren’t the only thing rock-hard. Jack’s sizable twink dick grows with every stroke of Marko’s massive hand. Marko gently plays with Jack’s waistband, then slips his hand inside. With Jack this hard, Coach Makro knows what’s about to go down. Jack’s twink dick is going to scratch the internal itch that the DILF coach has been dealing with. Marko’s throat is just what Jack needs to get good and hard, and Coach Marko is enjoying himself as he gobbles down his shaft! Marko strips off his tight, clingy athletic wear and positions himself on his back on the couch. Instinctively, Jack knows what the coach needs. With his baseball cap turned backwards and his shirt pulled up over his head, Jack slides his throbbing cock into Coach Marko’s hot and ready hole. Now it’s Coach’s turn to do the moaning!
6. Jock Worship 26mn
Sometimes the boys can be a little careless when it comes to their gym clothes. It’s not uncommon after a hard workout for them to just strip off their sweaty stuff and leave it on the floor on their way to the showers. That’s just fine by Coach Navarro. He secretly likes finding these cast-offs… they smell like hot gym twink! That’s how he got into this sticky situation. Coach was tidying up after helping Jack Andram with his workout. He found a smelly, sweaty jockstrap lying around on the floor. It was still warm, so it had to be Jack’s! Coach flopped back onto the couch and held the elastic right to his face. Smells like twink! He couldn’t help but touch his own cock while deeply inhaling the fresh manly scent. Coach is well-versed in sniffing twink jock and can usually keep this scent-filled secret to himself. But today, Jack came back to ask Coach a training question and saw Coach Navarro in the middle of touching himself while breathing through Jack’s jock! Caught in the act! At this point, Coach figures the best way to keep this to themselves is to bring Jack into his fantasy. Coach licks Jack’s twink cock through his gym shorts until he starts to get good and hard. Coach’s fingers can be rough on the workout equipment, but here he’s tender and caring as he brings Jack’s dick out for air. Coach wraps his lips around Jack’s swollen sword and swallows for all he’s worth. Jack loves this extra attention he’s getting! Coach is something of a cock-worshiper, so he takes his time with Jack’s hard throbber. He licks and sucks, going back and forth between the long shaft and the low-hanging scrotum fruit. Jack’s eyes roll back into his head. Coach is now picking up on a second smell, the mixture of soap and sweat! This makes Coach dive even deeper into Jack’s crotch! Jack is so turned on by Coach’s masterful jock worship that he’s got to get off. And Coach knows just the way. He rolls onto his back so Jack can take that big dick of his and ram it right up Coach’s hole! Coach melts as the boycock enters him. His sighs and gasps at being so skillfully fucked get higher and faster with everyone of Jack’s pumps. The hairy hole is giving Jack as much pleasure as Coach is getting. Coach gets up on his knees so Jack can pound him doggy-style. Coach hears the pleasure in Jack’s voice as he heads for a huge climax. Jack pulls out and squirts all over Coach’s hairy ass! Jack nearly collapses from the release. Coach stands and pulls his protege in close for a post-cum kiss. Now they both have a reason to go hit the showers… together!