Browsing: game over

My game was over. In the locker room, the scent of my coach’s cologne quickly overpowered me as he grabbed me close. His hard body pressed against me and his lips explored me. His passionate intensity left me gasping for breath as he explored the depths of my soul.

My player trembled under me, my hip bones pressing against his pert ass, as I claimed him as my own. He ached for me and I for him, raw desire driving us to an unknown pleasure. We were lost in each other, two souls connected by love and carnal lust.