He stands tall in the moonlight, muscled and gleaming. His tight, white tank top reveals the contours of his chest, and his ripped jeans hug his pert derriere. His eyes are hungry and lustful, and his lips beg to be kissed. He is hung hard and ready to take what he desires.
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His tight briefs were stretched to the brink of breaking, exposing the loaded, bulging shape of his enormous package. His smoldering, bedroom eyes commanded my attention, sending currents of passionate heat through my entire body. I wanted to touch, taste, and feel him in my arms all night.
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.