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Coach looked at his slut’s sweat-slick body squirming in front of him. He had placed Brody in his favorite position. In the middle of the gym with hands tied above his head.

The muscle whore was in his usual garb, a pair of shorts and nothing else. His slutty position gave Coach full access to the perfect cunt nestled between his golden cheeks.

And Coach was definitely making use of the boy’s vulnerable position. He had been fucking his slut’s pussy for the past hour. He had already shot one thick load into the jock’s insides. But seeing his whore wincing in discomfort had made him rock hard again.

Brody flinched as he felt Coach’s cock pulsating inside him, knowing what that meant. He had another man’s baby makers swimming inside him. He felt completely emasculated. What would his father and friends say? He would be shunned from the town.

Coach’s hand crept down Brody’s perfect body and slid under his jockstrap. Brody’s eyes bugged as he felt his Coach’s massive hand grip his sticky cock. Coach continued frenching the hunk as he started jerking his cock. Coach’s other hand was pulling at Brody’s left tit viciously. Within a few minutes, Brody could not control himself. He grunted as his cock spewed up thick spurts of cum, coating Coach’s hand completely.

Coach loved the power he had over his star athlete’s body. The lack of masturbation and sexual stimulants meant Brody often shot his load with nothing but a cock ramming into him. Nothing pleased Coach more than seeing the cocky stud squirt like a woman.

Coach finally drew his hand out of his slut’s jockstrap. His cupped hand contained a large amount of thick, creamy spunk. He slowly raised his hand over the jock’s mouth. An embarrassed Brody watched as Coach let thick spools of cum fall into his mouth.

In the past several weeks, Brody had swallowed hundreds of loads. But he still felt disgusted at the taste and texture. Coach noticed his slut’s obvious distaste for the cum he just swallowed. But if anything, it turned him on even more.