I opened the locker room door and gasped at what I saw. Our muscular coach and our team’s most talented player together, their sweat-sheened bodies intertwined, groping and grinding in an erotically charged display of same-sex desire. This was no mere midgame coaching; this was an act of forbidden pleasure.
Author: Fuck Boy
He swiftly grabbed me as I felt his heat, our mutual desire feeding the fire between us. I inhaled his scent – the aroma of burning embers and raw power mixed with something icy. In one motion, he spun me and I felt his cold palms against my back. The conflicting sensation sent shock waves through me as we moved together, our bodies melding in an erotic dance of fire and ice.
His jock was like an unlocked door waiting to be explored. I took my time, slipping my hands beneath the fabric and feeling the heat of his desire against my fingertips. With each gentle touch and kiss, I felt myself unlocking more and more of his hidden desires, until I could feel him quivering with pleasure. His jock was my key to pleasure.
My eyes filled with hunger as I saw him – the buff dude with a hard chest. I couldn’t stop licking my lips as I thought of his tight body pressed against mine. Without hesitation I wrapped my arms around his neck and felt our lips passionately connect. In that moment, I knew I had made the right decision to be with him.
He opened the door and immediately my eyes were struck by his masculine beauty. Powerful and lithe. His tautly muscled body filling my vision with something primal and almost forbidden. Passion stirred between us, desire swirling around the room as our eyes locked and something tangible yet indefinable built in intensity.
He had bared himself to me for the very first time. His slender body and soft curves tantalized me, and soon my hands were all over him. His delicate gasp as he allowed himself to be explored was pure sweet music to my ears. I felt like I was soaring, and for that moment, nothing else mattered.
The scent of oil and hot rubber was intoxicating as my eyes swept over the length I was sprawled across. I could feel my heart racing as I reached out to touch his hands that were as skilled at their craft as they were at my pleasure. He understood my needs and acted with expert finesse as he greased my gasket, deftly coaxing me into an orgasmic crescendo. What began as an ordinary service call ended as a mutual liberation of our mutually pleasured desires.
He felt the bodies of two jocks overtake him, pushing him down to the bed as their hands explored every inch of his body. Then the sensations began. Two cocks moved inside his tight ass, filling him to the brim. 25 shots of pleasure coursed through his veins as they hammered him till the pleasure was unbearable.
He kissed me with aggression as I felt his stiff cock pulsing against my ass. His hands roamed each contour of my body before he pressed me against the bed, firmly entering me, letting out a slow and raw moan of pleasure. I felt a rush of pleasure as his thrusts grew faster and deeper.
His hands felt like velvet as they moved along my skin, exploring my body and stirring my arousal. Every move was deliberate, his long fingers mapping my ass until they reached their destination – his probing exploring my most secret desires until my orgasm rocketed through my world. Doc’s personal touch was exquisite.