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Dylan tides Chapter 2: one on one

Starring Ace Banner and Dylan Tides
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April 11, 2024 | Full Length Video : 23min 10sec

I began settling into the dynamic of having the Coaches to lean on for support once Coach Patrick showed me how to let loose a bit more. It’s something I’m still working on, but I know that I’ll be around the other Coaches, too, so I can’t only rely on him.

I’ve been doing my best to branch out and interact with the other Coaches. It’s become something of a pastime to try to seek out any moments I might get alone with one of them. There’s one Coach I actually have my eye on more recently (and I’m almost positive he’s caught me eyeballing him), Coach Banner. His hairy chest and scruffy face get me lost in my head again, thoughts about what it might feel like to kiss him overtaking my focus.

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He’s older than Coach Patrick, meaning he surely must have more experience and that’s something I know I can only benefit from. I want to be more proactive and show them that I want to continue building on what they have taught me. So I try to spend more time with Coach Banner.

There are too many people at the gym when we go for our workout, so unfortunately I couldn’t really find a moment alone with him there. Even when we get back to the house we immediately get invited out with the guys. But something happens when Coach Banner brings me into his room for a quick change, I feel my mouth go dry as my mind rings the alarm that this is precisely the kind of alone time I’ve been seeking.

I’m too lost in thought to notice that he’s being really kind, thinking I’m nervous about getting changed in front of him when really I couldn’t have been happier to see him already shirtless. I couldn’t stop my eyes from glossing over his muscular body as he continued to undress. I’m somehow able to swallow my nerves and force myself to speak, telling him what has me so shaken.

I’m so relieved when he returns the notion, the rush we were in to get dressed and run back downstairs falls away as I feel his hand reach over and brush my face–making time slow down. His hands rub against my chest and mine instinctively reach out to touch his, and then he’s kissing me. The moment I feel his body heat against me my cock unabashedly grows rock-hard in my workout shorts, pressing up against Coach’s bulging jockstrap.

We continue to explore each other’s bodies as our tongues clash against one another. I feel his hands wrap around my neck to pull my kisses in deeper. His facial hair tickles as it rubs up against my smooth face. I can feel the coldness of his metal whistle pressing into me as he closes the gap between our chests.

Coach Banner slides down onto his knees and takes my jockstrap with him; he admires my young hard-on before grabbing me by the balls as aiming my cock straight down his throat. My head smacks the doorframe behind me as the older man worships my body hungrily.

He looks up at me with those eyes and nods as he slowly gets up to bend himself over the bed, encouraging me to spread his cheeks open to begin lapping up his big pink pucker. It turns me on a lot to hear Coach tell me how much he enjoys it when I do this to him, especially when I get a little rougher.

I grab Coach’s jockstrap and twist it in my hands to get a better grip as I line my cock up to his hole to penetrate him. He’s so tight, but I can feel his ass muscles relax as I slide in deeper. I make slow and steady thrusts and he encourages me with moans. When he turns to face me I get lost in the rhythm of fucking his beefy bottom.

One thing that really turns me on about Coach Banner is that he has me flex while I am fucking him. I don’t know why, but it makes me feel that much stronger when I am pounding his hole and he begs for me to show off my muscles. Not nearly as much as he’s begging me to bust my nut deep inside of his hole. The way these Coaches keep stroking my ego, it’s no wonder the guys on my team speak so highly of them.

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Director:Brian Fitzgibbons
Producer:Legrand Wolf
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COACH BANNER

Coach Banner is a rugged, muscular, classically handsome Southern gentleman. He loves his job, both because it helps supplement his fitness, and gives him the opportunity to scope out all the beautiful athletic twinks he coaches. When the opportunity presents itself, Coach Banner isn’t afraid of giving his players some extra special one-on-one sessions.

Played by Ace Banner
DYLAN TIDES

A young blonde and blue-eyed athlete who is new to the team and eager to win over the hunky coach. Dylan is so concerned about how others perceive him and get on everyone’s good side that he sometimes forgets to get out of his head. When this stud is able to relax and enjoy the moment his cock grows enormous to show you in real time that he is enjoying himself.

Played by Dylan Tides
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Dylan Tides

Dylan Tides: Chapters
1. Coach’s Reward 26mn
It’s hard being the new guy again; I don’t think I’ll ever get used to it. Changing schools is one thing, I can handle that, but what’s more important to me is getting along with my team. I feel like there’s always a lot of pressure to prove myself—not even just to my teammates but to the coach as well. Lucky for me I can tell that my (incredibly sexy) new Coach Patrick has really taken a liking to me. I appreciate that kind of extra attention being the newest member of the team, but I swear sometimes he flashes me this cheeky grin that has an ulterior motive to just making me feel included. I think he might be able to tell that I don’t necessarily have my head fully in the game. I have been warned before that you can sort of read me like a book and I guess as Coach he’s more susceptible to picking up on those sorts of things. Either way, I’m shocked when he pulls me aside after one of our practice games to ask me for a one-on-one session. I’ve heard a few whispers about what that kind of private meeting could lead to: something about confidence building? Once I’m alone with Coach Patrick it shocks me how naturally things unfold. He says he’s going to help me get out of my head… and there it is again, that devilish smile that lures me right in. I can’t believe it: the sexy coach is leaning over to kiss me! He’s even smiling between the kisses, which forces me to blush ever so slightly. It takes me a moment to snap out of my shellshock, my hands not really understanding what to do. I feel his hands wrestling with my waistband. I hear a playful laugh escape him as he grabs my rock hard cock and immediately pulls it into his mouth. I don’t think I’ve ever seen anyone enjoy sucking cock quite like this, the amount of verbal approval I can make out over the audible slurping noises is wild. Coach is almost gasping to get my big dick back down his throat! Still rock hard, I see that muscular ass bend over the sofa cushions. I don’t need to be tempted twice—I pull down Coach’s gym shorts and grab a handful of beefy asscheeks. My blue cap meets his blue jockstrap as my nose buries into his crack and my tongue takes the plunge into his hole. If Coach’s words of encouragement weren’t enough to let me know he was enjoying himself, he also began stroking his own big cock while grinning at me. Hearing those moans was making my cock bounce in excitement, especially knowing I was the one responsible! I guess it’s my turn to start cooing because the moment Coach sits down on my throbbing hard cock I can’t contain my moans either. Not only does he comment on how big my dick is, but he slides down on it like it’s nothing. Coach must have all kinds of practice taking cock up that beautiful ass. Once he is comfortable, he spreads his cheeks wide open and encourages me to take him. Without realizing it my hips begin to thrust on their own accord, holding steady eye contact with my mentor as I see the stars shoot from his eyes into mine. Before I know it I am pounding Coach’s hole, getting lost in the sensation of the raw fucking while he keeps chuckling out groans of pleasure in between thrusts. I can see now why the other boys are so eager to report for their one-on-one private session with Coach!
2. One on One 24mn
I began settling into the dynamic of having the Coaches to lean on for support once Coach Patrick showed me how to let loose a bit more. It’s something I’m still working on, but I know that I’ll be around the other Coaches, too, so I can’t only rely on him. I’ve been doing my best to branch out and interact with the other Coaches. It’s become something of a pastime to try to seek out any moments I might get alone with one of them. There’s one Coach I actually have my eye on more recently (and I’m almost positive he’s caught me eyeballing him), Coach Banner. His hairy chest and scruffy face get me lost in my head again, thoughts about what it might feel like to kiss him overtaking my focus. He’s older than Coach Patrick, meaning he surely must have more experience and that’s something I know I can only benefit from. I want to be more proactive and show them that I want to continue building on what they have taught me. So I try to spend more time with Coach Banner. There are too many people at the gym when we go for our workout, so unfortunately I couldn’t really find a moment alone with him there. Even when we get back to the house we immediately get invited out with the guys. But something happens when Coach Banner brings me into his room for a quick change, I feel my mouth go dry as my mind rings the alarm that this is precisely the kind of alone time I’ve been seeking. I’m too lost in thought to notice that he’s being really kind, thinking I’m nervous about getting changed in front of him when really I couldn’t have been happier to see him already shirtless. I couldn’t stop my eyes from glossing over his muscular body as he continued to undress. I’m somehow able to swallow my nerves and force myself to speak, telling him what has me so shaken. I’m so relieved when he returns the notion, the rush we were in to get dressed and run back downstairs falls away as I feel his hand reach over and brush my face–making time slow down. His hands rub against my chest and mine instinctively reach out to touch his, and then he’s kissing me. The moment I feel his body heat against me my cock unabashedly grows rock-hard in my workout shorts, pressing up against Coach’s bulging jockstrap. We continue to explore each other’s bodies as our tongues clash against one another. I feel his hands wrap around my neck to pull my kisses in deeper. His facial hair tickles as it rubs up against my smooth face. I can feel the coldness of his metal whistle pressing into me as he closes the gap between our chests. Coach Banner slides down onto his knees and takes my jockstrap with him; he admires my young hard-on before grabbing me by the balls as aiming my cock straight down his throat. My head smacks the doorframe behind me as the older man worships my body hungrily. He looks up at me with those eyes and nods as he slowly gets up to bend himself over the bed, encouraging me to spread his cheeks open to begin lapping up his big pink pucker. It turns me on a lot to hear Coach tell me how much he enjoys it when I do this to him, especially when I get a little rougher. I grab Coach’s jockstrap and twist it in my hands to get a better grip as I line my cock up to his hole to penetrate him. He’s so tight, but I can feel his ass muscles relax as I slide in deeper. I make slow and steady thrusts and he encourages me with moans. When he turns to face me I get lost in the rhythm of fucking his beefy bottom. One thing that really turns me on about Coach Banner is that he has me flex while I am fucking him. I don’t know why, but it makes me feel that much stronger when I am pounding his hole and he begs for me to show off my muscles. Not nearly as much as he’s begging me to bust my nut deep inside of his hole. The way these Coaches keep stroking my ego, it’s no wonder the guys on my team speak so highly of them.
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