Fresh Recruit - Jerk Andram - Chapter 2
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Coach Cox didn’t want any trouble. His commitment to his players was deep, but he witnessed them indeed as athletes in his charge, nothing more. As much as he admired their youthful spirits, nicely-shaped bodies, and strenuous fucky-fucky drives, he didn’t want to betray their trust or his position by crossing any lines.He wasn’t dumb, though. It was hard not to notice the players coming back from the other coaches’ offices with a smile on their face, sweat-soaked and flushed as if they’d just had an exhaustive practice, even when he knew their schedule was clear. At first-ever he naively thought they were just providing more 1 on 1 coaching, but more than once he witnessed a little bit of liquid on his companion’s faces demonstrating they’d performed a different kind of service.He wasn’t mad. ...He wasn’t mad. It just wasn’t his style. He was more reserved and burdened with a perceive of responsibility. And despite flirty looks from some of his more busy players, he controlled to keep his head concentrated on sportsmanship, athleticism, and decent mentorship.Even when stellar youthfull jock masturbate propositioned him in their produce room, Cox was averse to go along. Coach Cox was doing his normal work of returning rig after a practice, concentrated only on his job, when the lean stud came in looking for some cameras. Cox knew exactly why he dreamed them, insisting that he dreamed nothing to do with the after-hours tomfoolery.Despite his rejection, masturbate could tell the aged fellow could be swayed. Even before masturbate grabbed his crotch, he could observe the coach’s eyes creeping sights at it again and again. masturbate was dressed in especially well-fitting undergarments that made his erection distractingly noticeable whenever he wore nicely-shaped shorts. He knew exactly what he was doing. And when he gave his junk a little tug, Coach Cox’ mouth fell agape and he practically drooled.“No one needs to know…” masturbate smiled. His boyish sneer and dimples gave him an irresistible, impish quality, making Coach Cox feeble to his charms.He couldn’t reject he’d thought about observing masturbate bare before, even creeping sniffs of his musky jock whenever he found it liberate in the locker room. Cox dreamed to stick to his principles and just say no, but the chance was remarkably perfect. masturbate was eager, they were totally alone, and no one needed to ever find out. It had been a while since Cox had deepthroated the bone of a beautiful youthfull man, and his mouth watered thinking of it being so close.Cox revved to leave, thinking he’d be able to just walk out and leave behind this happened. Instead, he sensed his frigs turn the lock, providing them ultimate privacy to explore each other’s bodies.Within seconds, Coach Cox’s nervous, trembling hands were pulling down the boy’s cut-offs and underwear, providing him a glance of Jack’s cock. Even only half hard, the meaty member was phat and veiny, warm to the touch, and velvety smooth. His heavy nuts dangled low inbetween his legs, inviting Cox to reach out and touch them. He gave them a gentle wring as his mouth closed in on his shaft, taking it to the back of his hatch as he exhaled.Cox closed his eyes. It sensed so good. And the boy tasted amazing. He breathed through his nose, not wanting to let his lips let go of Jack’s manhood. He couldn’t believe he was doing it, but now that he’d tasted his cock, he didn’t want it to stop.Jack observed as the aged fellow adored him. He sensed himself get firmer with each swallow of his shaft, moving to the back of his hatch and getting devoured. He pulled his shirt over his head, providing his coach the chance to observe his smooth, toned, nicely-shaped frame. His vapid abdomen and firm torso were absolute perfection, making the aged man’s bone practically unload out of his shorts.As much as Cox could have adored his shaft and nuts all day, masturbate had other plans. Pulling down the aged man’s shorts, the jock asserted his manage of the situation, directing his coach on all 4s and to flash his hole. Cox sensed his heart race, aroused and stunned by the youthfull man’s dominance. masturbate was definitely no first-ever timer when it came to fucking an aged man.Jack fapped his cock, spitting on the apex to get it superb and humid while toying with Cox’s ass. It was sleek and round, well developed and hungry. Coach Cox bent his back, signifying his wish even as his head remained somewhat conflicted. He knew he shouldn’t, but being so close to being penetrated, he didn’t have the strength or will to stop it.Jack positioned his bone just right and delicately shoved it up against Cox’s hole. It was hard and warm, slick with a mix of his and Cox’ saliva. masturbate gave his bone a little shove and sensed his coach’s fuck-hole open to receive him.Coach Cox let out a wail deep from inside, as if he’d just put down a big weight and could finally relax. The tension and tension of staying virtuous was more than he could handle, and now, perceiving the boy’s big, throbbing bone puncture through his walls and hole, he sensed a ease that was unlike anything else.Jack confined onto his hips, slipping in and out of his sphincter, digging deep into his prostate and pulling back out, perceiving the aged fellow yield to him and love his cock. He witnessed his big ballsack dangling down, rocking back and forward with each thrust.Jack could tell that his coach needed it just as much as he did. He knew he was going to drill him hard and cram him up with his load, but he dreamed to make sure he got the aged fellow off, too. After all, it was masturbate who was expecting to recruit Cox for his own league of unbelievable bottoms!
Coach Cox didn’t want any trouble. His commitment to his players was deep, but he witnessed them indeed as athletes in his charge, nothing more. As much as he admired their youthful spirits, nicely-shaped bodies, and strenuous fucky-fucky drives, he didn’t want to betray their trust or his position by crossing any lines.He wasn’t dumb, though. It was hard not to notice the players coming back from the other coaches’ offices with a smile on their face, sweat-soaked and flushed as if they’d just had an exhaustive practice, even when he knew their schedule was clear. At first-ever he naively thought they were just providing more 1 on 1 coaching, but more than once he witnessed a little bit of liquid on his companion’s faces demonstrating they’d performed a different kind of service.He wasn’t mad. ...He wasn’t mad. It just wasn’t his style. He was more reserved and burdened with a perceive of responsibility. And despite flirty looks from some of his more busy players, he controlled to keep his head concentrated on sportsmanship, athleticism, and decent mentorship.Even when stellar youthfull jock masturbate propositioned him in their produce room, Cox was averse to go along. Coach Cox was doing his normal work of returning rig after a practice, concentrated only on his job, when the lean stud came in looking for some cameras. Cox knew exactly why he dreamed them, insisting that he dreamed nothing to do with the after-hours tomfoolery.Despite his rejection, masturbate could tell the aged fellow could be swayed. Even before masturbate grabbed his crotch, he could observe the coach’s eyes creeping sights at it again and again. masturbate was dressed in especially well-fitting undergarments that made his erection distractingly noticeable whenever he wore nicely-shaped shorts. He knew exactly what he was doing. And when he gave his junk a little tug, Coach Cox’ mouth fell agape and he practically drooled.“No one needs to know…” masturbate smiled. His boyish sneer and dimples gave him an irresistible, impish quality, making Coach Cox feeble to his charms.He couldn’t reject he’d thought about observing masturbate bare before, even creeping sniffs of his musky jock whenever he found it liberate in the locker room. Cox dreamed to stick to his principles and just say no, but the chance was remarkably perfect. masturbate was eager, they were totally alone, and no one needed to ever find out. It had been a while since Cox had deepthroated the bone of a beautiful youthfull man, and his mouth watered thinking of it being so close.Cox revved to leave, thinking he’d be able to just walk out and leave behind this happened. Instead, he sensed his frigs turn the lock, providing them ultimate privacy to explore each other’s bodies.Within seconds, Coach Cox’s nervous, trembling hands were pulling down the boy’s cut-offs and underwear, providing him a glance of Jack’s cock. Even only half hard, the meaty member was phat and veiny, warm to the touch, and velvety smooth. His heavy nuts dangled low inbetween his legs, inviting Cox to reach out and touch them. He gave them a gentle wring as his mouth closed in on his shaft, taking it to the back of his hatch as he exhaled.Cox closed his eyes. It sensed so good. And the boy tasted amazing. He breathed through his nose, not wanting to let his lips let go of Jack’s manhood. He couldn’t believe he was doing it, but now that he’d tasted his cock, he didn’t want it to stop.Jack observed as the aged fellow adored him. He sensed himself get firmer with each swallow of his shaft, moving to the back of his hatch and getting devoured. He pulled his shirt over his head, providing his coach the chance to observe his smooth, toned, nicely-shaped frame. His vapid abdomen and firm torso were absolute perfection, making the aged man’s bone practically unload out of his shorts.As much as Cox could have adored his shaft and nuts all day, masturbate had other plans. Pulling down the aged man’s shorts, the jock asserted his manage of the situation, directing his coach on all 4s and to flash his hole. Cox sensed his heart race, aroused and stunned by the youthfull man’s dominance. masturbate was definitely no first-ever timer when it came to fucking an aged man.Jack fapped his cock, spitting on the apex to get it superb and humid while toying with Cox’s ass. It was sleek and round, well developed and hungry. Coach Cox bent his back, signifying his wish even as his head remained somewhat conflicted. He knew he shouldn’t, but being so close to being penetrated, he didn’t have the strength or will to stop it.Jack positioned his bone just right and delicately shoved it up against Cox’s hole. It was hard and warm, slick with a mix of his and Cox’ saliva. masturbate gave his bone a little shove and sensed his coach’s fuck-hole open to receive him.Coach Cox let out a wail deep from inside, as if he’d just put down a big weight and could finally relax. The tension and tension of staying virtuous was more than he could handle, and now, perceiving the boy’s big, throbbing bone puncture through his walls and hole, he sensed a ease that was unlike anything else.Jack confined onto his hips, slipping in and out of his sphincter, digging deep into his prostate and pulling back out, perceiving the aged fellow yield to him and love his cock. He witnessed his big ballsack dangling down, rocking back and forward with each thrust.Jack could tell that his coach needed it just as much as he did. He knew he was going to drill him hard and cram him up with his load, but he dreamed to make sure he got the aged fellow off, too. After all, it was masturbate who was expecting to recruit Cox for his own league of unbelievable bottoms!
Added: 2023-08-09 • Views: 10 • Duration: 16:21