Fresh from a practice and a bit worked up and sweaty, Coaches Cox and Charger immediately began to paw at Tom’s body, feeling his youthful muscles as they got big whiffs of his musky scent. He had the woody fragrance of a champion, something that made them all horny as hell.
Principal Ballard pulled off his pants and underwear as he stood tall, enjoying the attention and worship that came from being the hot young top among them. He watched as they took turns swallowing his growing cock, tasting his tight hole, and kneeling around him like a king. It excited him to see these powerful, matured, muscular men all serving him.
When he ordered them onto the couch, he saw them obey him like they’d never done before. These men would do anything he asked them to, all for the chance to get his hard cock and load up their holes.
As he slid his cock between Principal Ballard’s muscular cheeks, he saw his cock disappear into his hole, feeling the administrator’s hole wrap tightly around his unsheathed manhood.
Tom kept looking down, holding his hips and feeling his balls swell up with cum. Whenever he looked up, he saw the proud gazes of his coaches encouraging him to keep going.
Pulling his cock out of Principal Ballard’s hole, he proceeded to bend Coach Charger over in a similar fashion. The silver-bearded muscle daddy arched his back and presented his backside like he was made for fucking. Tom could have lost his nut right then and there, but he knew he had one more hole to go.
Seeing Coach Cox’s smooth, toned ass positioned right beside Charger, Tom immediately flashed back to what it was like to fuck him before. He knew he could unload into him and give him every drop of his prime, youthful cum and he would still beg for more. Giving a few decisive pushes into his gut, Tom’s cock once again dominated the older man’s body, making him submit to his need to breed.