Being a tall guy, most people usually take notice of me when I walk into a room. It’s when the younger jocks take notice that it really gets the itch in my hole going. Due to my bear-like stature, a lot of guys make the assumption that I’m a top, but truth be told the thing I enjoy most is bending over and offering my beefy bottom a hot young stud.
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Being a tall guy, most people usually take notice of me when I walk into a room. It’s when the younger jocks take notice that it really gets the itch in my hole going. Due to my bear-like stature, a lot of guys make the assumption that I’m a top, but truth be told the thing I enjoy most is bending over and offering my beefy bottom a hot young stud.
From what the other coaches have told me, Grant Ducati knows how to thank the men who are training him in very generous ways. As the assistant coach, I cross paths with Grant regularly.
When I feel his eyes on me I can’t help but begin to seduce him. I intentionally strip in front of the lad before I head up to the shower. He tries to pretend he is still looking down at his phone, but the moment the band on my jockstrap snaps open his eyes are glued to my crotch. My large uncut dick hangs in the air and I catch a flash of excitement wash over Grant’s face through a smile.
I’m pleasantly surprised to see that the jockstrap I left behind worked its magic because when I return soon after, Grant has that adorable smile buried deep in my underwear. It forces my cock to throb as stiff as a baseball bat as I peel back my towel to reveal my hardened member. With very little encouragement he slides to the edge of the couch, still groping his own dick through his shorts as a look of longing comes over him, instinctively reaching out to touch my hard on. Of course, I can’t stop him from wrapping his lips around my swollen mushroom head as he greets my erection with a lustful twinkle in his eyes.
Now comes the moment all the boys wait for: I position myself on the sofa with my ass high in the air, my meaty cheeks coming apart like a bun preparing for a Fenway Frank to fill its empty crevice. Grant’s hands come down on either side of my ass as his tender lips begin to worship my big ass in ways that leave me groaning.
The twink top stands up as my mouth devours his big dick, my eyes beaming up at him, loving being used by such a hot young stud. I return to doggie position and wait with bated breath as Grant lines himself up to penetrate his coach’s hungry hole. I can’t stop myself from pushing back against his hardness, sinking every last inch of his eager cock deep into my backdoor.
I move onto my back, throwing my legs up as high as they will go, encouraging him to fuck me harder as I stroke myself. We both get lost in the sensation of our size difference as he continues to thrust his smaller frame against my larger build. Soon he hits a home run as his juices begin to overflow into my hole. He pulls all the way out. My hole, slightly gaping. My head, still reeling from such a steamy session. Now, I wonder when the next opening might be in his schedule…