Against The Rules

The whistle blows on a grueling football game, leaving Mac Reynolds drenched in sweat and triumph. But Coach Josh Kincaid has another drill in mind—one far steamier. In the locker room's humid haze, the coach's strong hands glide over his star player's wet, freshly showered skin, fingers tracing the firm ridges of muscle before wrapping around Mac's slick, hardening cock. He strokes it slow, deliberate, coaxing a low groan from the boy's throat. 'Forget class,' Josh murmurs, his voice a velvet command. 'I'll hook you up with a pass.' Mac hesitates, then nods, pulse racing as the coach drops to his knees. Lips part, and Josh takes him in—deep, expert, no mercy. That hot, swirling suction pulls Mac under like a riptide, knees buckling until he's sinking down, face pressing into his coach's bulging crotch. Josh sheds his jock with a wicked grin, feeding Mac the thick length he's been craving. They twist into a fevered 69, bodies locked in mutual hunger, tongues and lips devouring. But the coach calls the play: 'Time to go deep.' He flips Mac onto all fours, slicks up, and thrusts in—hard, long, burying himself to the hilt. Each pounding stroke builds the fire, relentless, until they shatter together, unleashing furious ropes of pent-up cum in a shared, shuddering release.