One afternoon, young student athlete Logan Cross arrived at Coach Romano’s office complaining of a possible strain to his upper, inner thigh. Coach Romano chuckled—Logan had done this song and dance before.

During their last visit together in Romano’s office, Logan had feigned an injury as an excuse to get the handsome coach’s attention. Coach Romano was curious to find out whether this was indeed a serious ailment, or another sexy seduction game—and either, he thought, was quite fine.

Logan invited Coach Romano to place his hand on the part of his upper thigh that was causing the alleged discomfort. The experienced, older coach massaged the muscle with great care. Logan smiled at Coach Romano’s humble, professional demeanor and integrity, but in reality there was no disguising their mutual lust and attraction for one another.

Both coach and athlete enjoyed this soothing, sensual routine. As the serious, concerned older man administered the well-practiced deep tissue massage, Logan pouted his naughty lips and groaned with feigned discomfort. Surely it was a tight groin that was the issue. And the entire muscle group would definitely need to be worked over.

As the inner thigh massage crept higher and higher, so did the tent in Logan’s jockstrap. Pretending not to be aware of this, Coach Romano continued, with his rugged hands, to apply deep tissue relaxation techniques to the athlete’s groin muscles. The boy couldn’t help but cry out with pleasure as the sensations of Romano’s touch increased with intensity.

In fact, the Coach was making a more-and-more obvious effort to keep at least one hand gently cupped to Logan’s rather large testes during the massage. Logan could only throw his head back and sweetly endure the coach’s expertise.

If Coach Romano were to massage any higher, he was going to need to remove Logan’s jockstrap—which was ready to burst out of its seams with the strain of the young jock’s erection. Romano slowly but eagerly stripped off the burdensome underwear. The groin massage ended, and a new kind of massage began.

Coach Romano used both hands to simultaneously stroke and caress the twink’s taint, testes and cock. The stimulated twink was revved up—but he wasn't the only one. Logan noticed that Coach Romano’s breathing had grown faster. Before either could utter a word, the aroused coach suddenly gulped the entire length of the boy’s penis in one hungry swallow.

Now it was on.

Logan gripped the seat cushions of the couch as Coach Romano gave the sweetest head the happy twink had experienced in a while. Young Logan was wild for his coach and all of the extra care and attention paid to him. However, he was ready to demonstrate for Coach Romano all that he had learned and experienced—on Coach himself!

The hot twink quickly pulled all of Coach Romano’s clothes off and went to work on the grizzled daddy’s massive erection. The masculine DILF coach enjoyed this greatly, and he would allow the eager athlete to attend to this aching hard on for as long as he liked. But, there was something else Coach Romano wanted even more…

So he took charge. Coach Romano pushed Logan back onto the couch and sat right down on the boy’s throbbing erection! The excited twink smiled wide and marveled at the way the hairy, thick DILF rode his cock.

The longer the sweet-faced twink fucked his coach like this, the more desperate he became to get Romano onto his back and really plow into him. As though Coach Romano could read Logan’s mind, he disengaged from the boy’s cock—just long enough to lay down and pull his legs back.

Coach Romano was incredibly flexible. This was a truly incredible sight to Logan, one of which the twink took advantage of immediately. And he wanted oh so much more, but he knew, at the pace he was going, that he wouldn’t last much longer. The experienced coach sensed this almost immediately, and so began to stroke his aching cock in time to the nearly delirious twink’s power thrusts.

Logan wanted for his irresistibly sexy coach to climax at the same time as he did. As the student athlete and coach got further and further in sync, they found a rhythm that worked for them both. The sound of their hips colliding filled the office. And then, soon, their cries of pleasure…