Jack stayed on the practice field long after the majority of the other boys had hit the showers and gone home. Coach James stayed into the evening as well, marveling at Jack’s impressive fielding skills- and the noticeable junk the young stud had packed away in his jockeys.

The weather took a sudden turn: blue sky was covered by black storm clouds and the rain came down in sheets. Jack raced back to the locker room and peeled his soaked uniform off. Since all the other boys had already left the facilities, Jack figured he would have the showers all to himself…or so he thought!

Coach made his way into the locker room, giving young Jack a start. Coach James was a giant muscle-bound silver fox with sexy silver body hair. He also sported an impeccably groomed beard the color of the storm clouds outside.

Jack couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow. He was under the impression that the coaches didn’t shower with the student athletes. Coach James simply turned his head, snorted, and cocked an eyebrow right back at the wide-eyed upstart.

Coaches and twink athletes shared everything, no questions asked. Young Jack blushed, blinked twice, then nodded as a humble reply.

As Jack dropped his jockeys and turned to enter the showers, Coach James took a nice long gander at the star athlete’s perfect body and bubble butt. And Lord Almighty, the kid was hung.

The silver fox dropped his own jockeys and trailed after Jack into the showers- his DILF cock leading the way…

Initially, Coach James and Jack kept a respectful distance apart as they began to soap up their bodies, enjoying the hot water wash the sweat and stress of the hard practice away. In the meantime, Jack couldn’t help but notice the continuous glances and seemingly extra attention the hulking muscle man was giving to washing his groin and ass.

Jack played coy and shy at first, but the sight of Coach James massaging his huge pecs with soap, then allowing his hands to soap up his big daddy schlong and balls was simply too enticing to ignore. And it was becoming more and more obvious to Jack that the fiery lust in Coach James’ eyes was something he was most certainly not trying to hide.

In the meantime, Jack inched his way closer to where Coach James stood, now running his giant, soapy hands all over his powerfully built thighs and buttocks. Jack’s boyhood was no longer flaccid and he hoped that Coach James wouldn’t be offended…

Coach James reached out and grabbed a bottle of liquid soap. He turned to Jack and instructed the fresh-faced teen to wash his back. With barely contained excitement, Jack happily took the bottle from his sexy Coach and immediately began the enviable task of allowing his soapy hands to roam all over the beefy man’s broad, muscular back and shoulders.

Soft moans and gentle purrs steadily progressed into louder moans and salacious sighs, as the boy’s slow, thorough hands now openly exploring more and more of Coach James’ physique.

All pretenses suddenly vanished as Coach James turned to Jack and began to wash and caress/massage the gorgeous twink’s body- the boy tittered and moaned with delight as he ran his fingers through Coach James’ soft, thick chest fur- causing the DILF’s cock to throb.

Too soon, the hot water turned cold and the shower was regrettably finished. However, Coach James had an idea: since the storm outside was growing worse, he suggested that he and Jack make their way to the locker room and wait it out. Jack grinned and his cock twitched as the wily coach winked and led the way…

Jack and Coach James had barely toweled off and they were right back at it- hands and mouths all over one another’s bodies. The sultry coach finally dropped to his knees and took Jack’s engorged twink cock all the way into his mouth. Jack couldn’t believe how amazing the DILF silver fox’s tongue felt as it swirled around his shaft and sensitive glans.

The cute, sexy twink was in a slack-jawed, ecstatic daze when suddenly, he found himself flat on his back on one of the locker room benches. Coach James quickly slicked up his hungry, hairy hole and then sat slowly down, down, all the way down onto the boy’s huge boner.

Once the horny bottom daddy felt Jack’s cockhead hit the sweet spot deep down inside, he began to ride. And Coach James had absolutely no intention of letting up until the moaning twink had planted his creamy seed and filled him up.