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Logan cross Chapter 1: new recruit

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September 29, 2022 | Full Length Video : 22min 19sec

Young Logan was shaking like a leaf when Coach Stone walked into the room. Logan was about as innocent as a boy could get. It wasn’t that he hadn’t thought about sex. In fact, he was desperate to try it, he’d just never been presented with the right opportunity. That was until he met Coach Stone…

Stone was new and, upon arrival, had set about trying to find recruits for the team. He was looking for potential rather than experience, and spotted Logan’s natural physique as being full of potential.

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Coach Stone began to teach Logan as much as he could absorb, and the boy had rapidly become the team’s star player. The process of mentoring brought them close together and Logan soon began to confide in his coach, eventually disclosing that he was a virgin and his lack of sexual experience was beginning to make him lose confidence in pretty much every aspect of his life.

They talked about it a great deal over a long period of time, during which Logan started to develop overwhelming feelings of desire for his handsome coach. Stone could tell the boy was falling for him and had to fight hard to suppress his own lustful thoughts. He was inexplicably drawn to the boy, and the more he fought his feelings, the more he wanted him.

It all came to a head after a game which Logan had effectively thrown as a result of being entirely unfocused. Coach Stone thought for a while, then told Logan to head to his office and wait for him while he wrapped things up.

Logan didn’t know what to expect. He didn’t know if he was going to be dropped from the team or benched or scolded. But fortunately, Coach Stone knew he had to take a different approach.

Stone appeared in the office after what felt like a painstakingly long wait. He wasted no time, immediately walking across to Logan and encouraging him to stand up. Stone scooped the tiny, shaking boy into his big, strong arms and Logan began to run his hands tentatively and fumblingly over the coach’s well-defined chest.

Stone instantly took control, speedily removing the boy’s T-shirt, pulling him close and kissing him passionately. Stone couldn’t quite believe the mind-blowing intensity of the moment. Logan was suddenly all over him, seemingly desperate to experience more… rapidly gaining confidence.

Both were soon almost naked. Coach Stone dropped to his knees and gently started to massage the boy’s rock hard dick with his mouth. Stone was astonished by the size of Logan’s member. The boy was slight of frame and almost a full foot shorter than him, but his young dick was addictively large!

They stood again and Logan started to play with the coach’s plus-sized member. He carefully toyed with it through the fabric of the tightly-fitting jockstrap before pulling it out and lustfully wrapping his mouth around it.

Confidence began to surge through the boy’s body, making him feel inexplicably dominant and invincible. He felt a sudden, almost overwhelming desire to replay a scene he’d watched in a porn film where a younger twink had banged a big, strong, older, bear-like guy. He’d watched the scene over and over again, imagining himself as the twink, and Coach Stone as the older man. And suddenly his chance had arrived to act it out in real life…

He told the coach to get on all fours and immediately pushed his tongue deep into his DILF ass. He had no idea how it would feel or taste or really even why the twink in the film had done it, other than to make the older guy’s hole good and wet.

But Logan liked the sensation… A lot. It gave him a feeling of power and complete control. Here was a man whom he’d looked up to for months, a man who’d overawed him with his physical prowess and masculinity, a man who was now on all fours, doing everything he was told to do. A man who was clearly now ready and willing to be fucked.

Logan stood behind his coach and took a deep breath before starting to rub his dick between Stone’s well-defined ass cheeks. He knew his cock needed to be inside the coach’s hole. Something came over him. A commanding voice came out of his mouth and instructed the coach to get on his back with his legs up in the air. It was as though some sort of primordial force had taken control.

He’d never even come close to fucking before, but, in that moment, he knew exactly what to do. What he didn’t know, however, was just how amazing his raw dick was going to feel pushing its way into the coach’s tight ass.

Within seconds, Logan was grinding, rocking his hips backwards and forwards. It felt incredible. He instinctively varied the pace and depth of his thrusts and was pleased when Stone uttered words of encouragement. He wanted to please his coach more than anything in the world.

Logan’s body started to tingle all over. The sensation was amazing. With every stroke, he wanted Stone a little bit more until he was utterly engulfed by an animalistic frenzy of desire.

Logan suddenly realized he was going to shoot and at that moment started to pound the coach with building intensity, pulling out just as huge globules of pure white semen started to fly from his dick, all over the well-tanned skin of Stone’s back…

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COACH STONE

Coach is a gray-haired, hugely handsome DILF with a muscular, tanned body and a dick to die for. He’s new to the league and on the lookout for recruits. No experience necessary. He knows when a boy has potential and is a master in the art of releasing a young man’s inner top.

Played by Dillon Stone
LOGAN CROSS

This cute, pale-skinned twink is as innocent as a boy can be. He’s wanted to act on his strong sexual impulses for the longest time, but just never had the opportunity. He’s drawn to older men but has always been too shy to make a move. He hasn’t yet realized that he regularly turns the heads of exactly the kind of guys that he’s into. And when those daddies see the size of this sexy, smooth twink’s dick… he’s sure to become a fast favorite.

Played by Logan Cross
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Logan Cross: Chapters
1. New Recruit 23mn
Young Logan was shaking like a leaf when Coach Stone walked into the room. Logan was about as innocent as a boy could get. It wasn’t that he hadn’t thought about sex. In fact, he was desperate to try it, he’d just never been presented with the right opportunity. That was until he met Coach Stone… Stone was new and, upon arrival, had set about trying to find recruits for the team. He was looking for potential rather than experience, and spotted Logan’s natural physique as being full of potential. Coach Stone began to teach Logan as much as he could absorb, and the boy had rapidly become the team’s star player. The process of mentoring brought them close together and Logan soon began to confide in his coach, eventually disclosing that he was a virgin and his lack of sexual experience was beginning to make him lose confidence in pretty much every aspect of his life. They talked about it a great deal over a long period of time, during which Logan started to develop overwhelming feelings of desire for his handsome coach. Stone could tell the boy was falling for him and had to fight hard to suppress his own lustful thoughts. He was inexplicably drawn to the boy, and the more he fought his feelings, the more he wanted him. It all came to a head after a game which Logan had effectively thrown as a result of being entirely unfocused. Coach Stone thought for a while, then told Logan to head to his office and wait for him while he wrapped things up. Logan didn’t know what to expect. He didn’t know if he was going to be dropped from the team or benched or scolded. But fortunately, Coach Stone knew he had to take a different approach. Stone appeared in the office after what felt like a painstakingly long wait. He wasted no time, immediately walking across to Logan and encouraging him to stand up. Stone scooped the tiny, shaking boy into his big, strong arms and Logan began to run his hands tentatively and fumblingly over the coach’s well-defined chest. Stone instantly took control, speedily removing the boy’s T-shirt, pulling him close and kissing him passionately. Stone couldn’t quite believe the mind-blowing intensity of the moment. Logan was suddenly all over him, seemingly desperate to experience more… rapidly gaining confidence. Both were soon almost naked. Coach Stone dropped to his knees and gently started to massage the boy’s rock hard dick with his mouth. Stone was astonished by the size of Logan’s member. The boy was slight of frame and almost a full foot shorter than him, but his young dick was addictively large! They stood again and Logan started to play with the coach’s plus-sized member. He carefully toyed with it through the fabric of the tightly-fitting jockstrap before pulling it out and lustfully wrapping his mouth around it. Confidence began to surge through the boy’s body, making him feel inexplicably dominant and invincible. He felt a sudden, almost overwhelming desire to replay a scene he’d watched in a porn film where a younger twink had banged a big, strong, older, bear-like guy. He’d watched the scene over and over again, imagining himself as the twink, and Coach Stone as the older man. And suddenly his chance had arrived to act it out in real life… He told the coach to get on all fours and immediately pushed his tongue deep into his DILF ass. He had no idea how it would feel or taste or really even why the twink in the film had done it, other than to make the older guy’s hole good and wet. But Logan liked the sensation… A lot. It gave him a feeling of power and complete control. Here was a man whom he’d looked up to for months, a man who’d overawed him with his physical prowess and masculinity, a man who was now on all fours, doing everything he was told to do. A man who was clearly now ready and willing to be fucked. Logan stood behind his coach and took a deep breath before starting to rub his dick between Stone’s well-defined ass cheeks. He knew his cock needed to be inside the coach’s hole. Something came over him. A commanding voice came out of his mouth and instructed the coach to get on his back with his legs up in the air. It was as though some sort of primordial force had taken control. He’d never even come close to fucking before, but, in that moment, he knew exactly what to do. What he didn’t know, however, was just how amazing his raw dick was going to feel pushing its way into the coach’s tight ass. Within seconds, Logan was grinding, rocking his hips backwards and forwards. It felt incredible. He instinctively varied the pace and depth of his thrusts and was pleased when Stone uttered words of encouragement. He wanted to please his coach more than anything in the world. Logan’s body started to tingle all over. The sensation was amazing. With every stroke, he wanted Stone a little bit more until he was utterly engulfed by an animalistic frenzy of desire. Logan suddenly realized he was going to shoot and at that moment started to pound the coach with building intensity, pulling out just as huge globules of pure white semen started to fly from his dick, all over the well-tanned skin of Stone’s back…
2. Top Training Thanksgiving 28mn
My name is Max Romano and I’m new around these parts. I’m a physiotherapist and for the past month I’ve been working as a part-time sports coach at the local college. I had no idea that the place took sports so seriously. The principal treats it almost like a religion. We’re encouraged to push the students as hard as possible, both mentally and physically, to ensure that they become the best possible versions of themselves. It’s a philosophy that is music to my ears and one I definitely know how to do effectively. I’m not throwing any shade; I’m probably the youngest coach at the college right now, so I understand exactly what these boys both want and need. One of them fascinates me enormously. Logan’s a curious blend of extreme innocence and all-knowing-ness. I often catch him staring at me. When I look back, he usually flushes bright red and looks away, but sometimes, just sometimes, he holds my gaze in a profoundly unnerving way; it’s almost as though he’s mentally undressing me and doing all kinds of filthy things. It’s really intriguing — so intriguing, in fact, that I threw caution (and every code of professional conduct) to the wind by inviting him to my office to see if I could encourage him to act out his fantasies. He sat down next on the couch next to me and I showered him with praise, hoping an injection of confidence would bring out his naughtier side. It certainly seemed to do the trick. Within minutes, he was flashing me the most intense, wanton looks! I rapidly felt bold enough to dive right in and grab his thigh in a way which made my intentions pretty darn clear. He was all over me in an instant and I’m pretty sure that every single warning bell was sounding very loudly in my head but I just couldn’t stop. I can say, with my hand on my heart, that I have never overstepped the mark with a student before, but the more I looked at his cute little face and beautiful physique, the more I knew I had to have him. Besides, it all felt incredibly natural and, as our lips met, I could feel my body quivering in utter excitement. That boy sure knows how to kiss! He’s plainly been with plenty of men before, and probably older ones like me. The prospect of inviting him into my body was becoming more appealing by the second. I recklessly tore his shirt off and started to run my hands over his smooth, porcelain white skin, before turning my attention to the impressive bulge in his shorts. I’d checked out his package on more than a few occasions in the past and was pretty sure I was going to like what I found down there! It started to swell and stiffen, instantly becoming a thing of immense beauty. I toyed with it for some time, running my stubbly cheeks and mouth over its fabric encasement until the boy was sighing with uncontrollable lust. It’s always worth teasing a young stud like Logan. Delaying gratification usually delivers the greatest results! The shorts came off, and when I was done teasing his dick I pulled it out of the side of his jock and sucked it like my life depended on it. For quality merchandise like that, you gotta dust off your very best moves and frankly, I could have blown him for days! He tapped the couch arrogantly - demonstrating that he was taking control of this encounter. He was now my coach and I was powerless to do anything but what he demanded. Hot. As. Fuck! He soon had me assuming the position that all good sluts love to find themselves in - all fours, back arching, and presenting my muscular, tight, daddy-ass to him like a cum-hungry slut. And, sure enough, he soon had his cheeky little tongue stuck right up there, getting me nice and wet and ready for the main event. His raw dick slid into my ass like a hot knife slicing into butter. It was the most perfect fit; big enough to make my eyes bulge but not so huge that I was jolted out of the state of pure, unadulterated pleasure that I’d just entered. This was baby bear dick… just right. He ground slowly to begin with, just to get me used to the way it was gonna feel, but soon he was brutally slamming his penis in and out of me like a horny rabbit in spring, excitedly moving me into a variety of positions so he could ram himself into me with increasing power and speed. It was pure heaven. He told me my ass was gonna make him cum and, from then on, the only thing I could think about was how thrilling it would be to have my insides flooded by his boy cum. I squeezed every muscle in my ass in an attempt to suck the semen out of him. He started banging at full tilt, grunting and groaning like a crazed animal. Then, at the last moment, he pulled out and I instantly felt the thick globules of semen spattering onto my back. I felt a twinge of disappointment that he’d opted to shoot externally, but he must have read my mind because he instantly started to scoop the jizz up with the tip of his dick before thrusting himself back into me again, depositing his sleazy gift deep inside my body as a token of his new-found power.
3. Top Tryout 26mn
Logan pressed his hands into the carpet, tightened his core, and pushed his legs up. His ankles flipped above his head, and landed in the waiting grip of Coach Max Romano. Coach and Logan had grown quite close ever since Logan had started private lessons. The young man was a natural athlete despite his smaller size, so Romano's lessons were more about guidance than instruction. Logan had no experience in handstands whatsoever, yet here he was, nearly capable of one instantly thanks to his excellent balance, mind-muscle connection, and firm core. It didn't hurt any that Logan was enthusiastic and a fast learner. But handstands weren't the only thing Logan learned from Coach. And it usually wasn't him that was upside-down. After the Coach concluded their long lesson in flexibility, he asked his student if he'd like a reward. And of course, Logan was quick to say yes — the young man knew what it was he worked for. Coach and Logan tumbled to the couch with firm kisses. Romano's beard was rough against Logan's smooth face, and each kiss felt like sandpaper against his delicate skin. Logan bristled with pleasure. Coach Romano was a large man, sculpted by sport and nature. He was broad-shouldered and thick; his body covered in the brush of hair. He was quite the counterpoint to Logan's smooth, toned frame – a size difference made all the more apparent when their bodies were against one another. Coach was bigger than Logan, but that didn't matter; size, when it comes to this workout, did not determine who was in charge. Coach's chiseled hand trailed down Logan's front, tweaked his nipples, and reached the twink's waistband. The mature man pulled the shorts down to reveal a white jockstrap, ribbed with a rough woven texture, and still tart with the flavor of the workout. Coach's fingers grazed the waistband and rubbed firmly over the expanding package. Coach looked up pleadingly into the boy's eyes. Logan turned his hat backwards, and smirked. Coach dove in. He buried his face in the jockstrap, breathing deep. His hand kneaded the firm bulge and then wrapped around it. His thumb flicked back-and-forth across the length of the cockhead underneath, and he monitored Logan's expression closely, seeking – and finding – signs of approval. Eventually, Coach fished it out of its cotton prison, and with one hand firmly at the base, he shoved the length into his mouth. He bobbed his head slowly, letting the boy-cock sit in his mouth for a moment before guzzling again. His lips were parted just enough for the tip to pop out at every pass during the blowjob. Coach Romano was hungry, and as Logan grasped at the back of Coach’s head, it was clear that the twink was more than happy to feed him. He pushed the man's head forward to the hilt. Romano gagged as his student face-fucked him, the taste of velvet salt pounding into the back of his throat. When Logan finally pulled himself his Coach's mouth, spit and precum hung from the older man's lips. "It's been a while," Coach said, "since I've shown you proper squat form." Logan gripped Romano's hips as the big man climbed into his lap. Coach, with practiced motions, guided the twink's cockhead towards his horny rear, and squatted until the boymeat was firmly inside his hole. Coach was used to bouncing on cock, his beefy bottom-cheeks slapping into the lap of his top. It was just so rare, and so welcome, that the twink top was one of the athletes. One of his athletes. Logan let out a breathless moan when Coach Romano pressed down. The two found a rhythm together, Coach squatting down just as Logan pumped his hips. Their bodies slapped together in sweaty bliss. Logan felt Coach's ass tighten around his cock like a vise, and at that rate, he knew it wouldn't be long until he came. But he wasn't done savaging the older man's hole – Logan wanted more. The twink pushed the daddy onto the footrest of the couch, laying the large man on his back. He hoisted Coach's legs up and reinserted himself. With eyes locked, he thrust, again and again, barebacking the hairy hole of his instructor. Logan fucked Coach Romano like a wild animal, and reduced the large manly-man to whimpers, moans, and cries of pleasure. After several minutes of creaking furniture and wild skin-to-skin slapping, Logan arched. He squeezed out a few more thrusts and painted the walls of Coach's rectum with his seed. He pulled out and, with the removal of his cock, a stream of jizz flowed out. They shared a kiss as they watched their mess drip down the leg of the couch onto the carpeted floor. They made a mess, for sure, but it wasn't the first one they had made together, and if the way things had gone was any indication, it was not going to be the last.
4. Extra Innings 25mn
Coach Romano is always willing to help a young athlete in need—especially with those that need more special, particular attention. Romano knew that this was just part of the job, and he quite enjoyed spending extra quality time with boys serious about their athletic and physical goals. Young players would frequently drop by Coach Romano’s office with various aches, pains, and sometimes minor injuries. The wise coach had become quite well-known for his soothing, healing touch—but that’s far from the only reason he was popular with the students. One afternoon, young student athlete Logan Cross arrived at Coach Romano’s office complaining of a possible strain to his upper, inner thigh. Coach Romano chuckled—Logan had done this song and dance before. During their last visit together in Romano’s office, Logan had feigned an injury as an excuse to get the handsome coach’s attention. Coach Romano was curious to find out whether this was indeed a serious ailment, or another sexy seduction game—and either, he thought, was quite fine. Logan invited Coach Romano to place his hand on the part of his upper thigh that was causing the alleged discomfort. The experienced, older coach massaged the muscle with great care. Logan smiled at Coach Romano’s humble, professional demeanor and integrity, but in reality there was no disguising their mutual lust and attraction for one another. Both coach and athlete enjoyed this soothing, sensual routine. As the serious, concerned older man administered the well-practiced deep tissue massage, Logan pouted his naughty lips and groaned with feigned discomfort. Surely it was a tight groin that was the issue. And the entire muscle group would definitely need to be worked over. As the inner thigh massage crept higher and higher, so did the tent in Logan’s jockstrap. Pretending not to be aware of this, Coach Romano continued, with his rugged hands, to apply deep tissue relaxation techniques to the athlete’s groin muscles. The boy couldn’t help but cry out with pleasure as the sensations of Romano’s touch increased with intensity. In fact, the Coach was making a more-and-more obvious effort to keep at least one hand gently cupped to Logan’s rather large testes during the massage. Logan could only throw his head back and sweetly endure the coach’s expertise. If Coach Romano were to massage any higher, he was going to need to remove Logan’s jockstrap—which was ready to burst out of its seams with the strain of the young jock’s erection. Romano slowly but eagerly stripped off the burdensome underwear. The groin massage ended, and a new kind of massage began. Coach Romano used both hands to simultaneously stroke and caress the twink’s taint, testes and cock. The stimulated twink was revved up—but he wasn't the only one. Logan noticed that Coach Romano’s breathing had grown faster. Before either could utter a word, the aroused coach suddenly gulped the entire length of the boy’s penis in one hungry swallow. Now it was on. Logan gripped the seat cushions of the couch as Coach Romano gave the sweetest head the happy twink had experienced in a while. Young Logan was wild for his coach and all of the extra care and attention paid to him. However, he was ready to demonstrate for Coach Romano all that he had learned and experienced—on Coach himself! The hot twink quickly pulled all of Coach Romano’s clothes off and went to work on the grizzled daddy’s massive erection. The masculine DILF coach enjoyed this greatly, and he would allow the eager athlete to attend to this aching hard on for as long as he liked. But, there was something else Coach Romano wanted even more… So he took charge. Coach Romano pushed Logan back onto the couch and sat right down on the boy’s throbbing erection! The excited twink smiled wide and marveled at the way the hairy, thick DILF rode his cock. The longer the sweet-faced twink fucked his coach like this, the more desperate he became to get Romano onto his back and really plow into him. As though Coach Romano could read Logan’s mind, he disengaged from the boy’s cock—just long enough to lay down and pull his legs back. Coach Romano was incredibly flexible. This was a truly incredible sight to Logan, one of which the twink took advantage of immediately. And he wanted oh so much more, but he knew, at the pace he was going, that he wouldn’t last much longer. The experienced coach sensed this almost immediately, and so began to stroke his aching cock in time to the nearly delirious twink’s power thrusts. Logan wanted for his irresistibly sexy coach to climax at the same time as he did. As the student athlete and coach got further and further in sync, they found a rhythm that worked for them both. The sound of their hips colliding filled the office. And then, soon, their cries of pleasure…
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