I meet the Coach

"- MEET ME in my office", Coach Wilson told me, "I've designed a special exercise for you which I think you will enjoy. I know I will."

"- What time, Coach?"

"- Make it about 4:30. Everybody will be gone by then."

I had heard about the coach and his remarkable prowess. I was jealous of my teammates who had private training sessions with Coach Wilson. I knocked on the door of his office.

"- Enter, Matthew."

"- Hi, Coach."

It was the first time I had been in his office. It was like a studio apartment with a small kitchen and a bed.
Coach was wearing shorts only.

"I know you want to see mine. I've seen yours coming out of the showers."

"Wow, Coach!"

I knelt before him. I pulled back coach's hood to reveal a cock head pink and juicy like a ripe plum.
I took his ebony wood in my mouth, wrapping my hand around the base of his engorged shaft.

"- Take it deep, Matthew. All the way."

I gagged as I tried to suck his cock to the back of my mouth, down my throat.

"- Get on the bed . Now. Spunk me. Matthew, make me cum all over you . "

Tonguing his pee slit, I squeezed coach's hard rod, I felt his bone stiffen before he let loose his load of spunk.
Coach gave me a hot sperm facial. I sat back on the bed. My own bone was drooling precum,
slime was oozing from my cum slit.

"- Looks like I got to take care of Matthew."
"- Will you, Coach? Please!"

Coach had me lie back on the bed. Licking the precum drool oozing from my slit,
coach took my whole bone into his moist, warm cock-hungry mouth.

"- OooooHhhhh, Yeaaahhhh, Coach!" - I moaned in ecstasy - I just love the sports team!