Tales From The Locker Room 3

Custodian Jordan Starr skips overtime most nights, but he always sneaks in extra hours when he spots Coach Devin Franco alone in that dimly lit office. The building empty, these two muscled studs tear at their clothes, tongues diving into sweaty pits, mouths wrapping hungrily around throbbing cocks—right there in the open doorway. Devin’s legs fly up, ass exposed, as Jordan buries his face in, rimming deep and deliberate before plunging his thick shaft inside that tight hole. Devin craves more than just meat, though, so Jordan snags a bucket and mop, teasing the coach’s slick, dripping bussy with the wooden handle—slow thrusts building to a frenzy—then rams his bare cock back in, raw and relentless. Championship trophies gleam from the shelves, silent witnesses as Jordan pounds Devin across the desk, hand pumping the coach’s massive dick until ropes of cum splatter his own chest. They share the salty prize, lips meeting in a messy kiss, before Devin sinks low, tongue lapping at Jordan’s ass and begging for the finale: a hot, creamy facial from his custodian’s pulsing cock.