DYLAN TIDES Chapter 4 – Meeting with the Head Coach
It was clear that all the coaches were on the same page when it came to building stronger relationships with their younger athletes, and Coach Lawson James was no exception. After my (Dylan Tides) encounter with Coach Banner, I started to notice the extra attention I received from the rest of the coaching staff.
It gave me some peace of mind knowing what to expect from any one-on-one encounters with them, but it also pleased me to know that I was being prioritized in this way. They must see something in me, or perhaps they have a thing for us twink tops.
When I heard that Coach James wanted to check in with me, that same strange arousal washed over me. I didn’t want to assume it would be a sexual encounter, but he had made it very clear that it would be a one-on-one session, just the two of us. Something told me that I was right to suspect it would take that kind of turn.
Walking into his office, I found Coach James with his chest exposed behind his desk. To say it was distracting would be an understatement. I had to focus really hard on not letting my eyes linger there too long—just in case this didn’t turn into another encounter swept under the table. I tried to remain professional, but already I was at a disadvantage. I could feel my own body betray me as my cock began to stir inside my shorts.
The moment he stood in front of the desk, leaving nothing between him and me, I knew I wouldn’t be able to stop myself. I felt his strong hands on my skin, rubbing the back of my neck and then under my chin, almost lifting me out of my chair. There wasn’t much room between us, and that’s when things felt far more intimate. Being eye to eye with him while still feeling his hands explore my body drove me wild. It didn’t take long for his hands to find my growing bulge. I rubbed his chest in return, only to feel his hand on the back of my neck again, this time pulling me in for a kiss.
The heat that seemed to be building between us was ready to ignite. Any hesitation evaporated as we were fully consumed by the lust each of us needed to expel from our bodies. As our tongues clashed passionately, I pulled down my waistband, feeling his hands wrap around my erection. Coach James fell to his knees, slurping the length of my cock up and down, as if he were measuring it with the back of his throat.
I pushed my face into his hairy hole, using both my fingers and my tongue to loosen up the daddy-like coach before me. I knew I was getting his ass ready for my big cock as he wiggled his jockstrap back against my mouth. I felt the weight of his large frame press against me as I began to fuck the sexy DILF, his beefy behind swallowing my length with a hunger that all of these coaches seemed to have.
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DYLAN TIDES Chapter 4 – Meeting with the Head Coach
It was clear that all the coaches were on the same page when it came to building stronger relationships with their younger athletes, and Coach Lawson James was no exception. After my (Dylan Tides) encounter with Coach Banner, I started to notice the extra attention I received from the rest of the coaching staff.
It gave me some peace of mind knowing what to expect from any one-on-one encounters with them, but it also pleased me to know that I was being prioritized in this way. They must see something in me, or perhaps they have a thing for us twink tops.
When I heard that Coach James wanted to check in with me, that same strange arousal washed over me. I didn’t want to assume it would be a sexual encounter, but he had made it very clear that it would be a one-on-one session, just the two of us. Something told me that I was right to suspect it would take that kind of turn.
Walking into his office, I found Coach James with his chest exposed behind his desk. To say it was distracting would be an understatement. I had to focus really hard on not letting my eyes linger there too long—just in case this didn’t turn into another encounter swept under the table. I tried to remain professional, but already I was at a disadvantage. I could feel my own body betray me as my cock began to stir inside my shorts.
The moment he stood in front of the desk, leaving nothing between him and me, I knew I wouldn’t be able to stop myself. I felt his strong hands on my skin, rubbing the back of my neck and then under my chin, almost lifting me out of my chair. There wasn’t much room between us, and that’s when things felt far more intimate. Being eye to eye with him while still feeling his hands explore my body drove me wild. It didn’t take long for his hands to find my growing bulge. I rubbed his chest in return, only to feel his hand on the back of my neck again, this time pulling me in for a kiss.
The heat that seemed to be building between us was ready to ignite. Any hesitation evaporated as we were fully consumed by the lust each of us needed to expel from our bodies. As our tongues clashed passionately, I pulled down my waistband, feeling his hands wrap around my erection. Coach James fell to his knees, slurping the length of my cock up and down, as if he were measuring it with the back of his throat.
I pushed my face into his hairy hole, using both my fingers and my tongue to loosen up the daddy-like coach before me. I knew I was getting his ass ready for my big cock as he wiggled his jockstrap back against my mouth. I felt the weight of his large frame press against me as I began to fuck the sexy DILF, his beefy behind swallowing my length with a hunger that all of these coaches seemed to have.