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“Let’s spread these legs, please.”

He shimmies his legs open, and his ass shakes and shakes, and fuck, what cosmic favor did I earn in a past life to deserve such a beautiful butt?

“You know you have a juicy ass, right?”

He turns around, eyes wide. “Juicy?”

He laughs, ending with a cough, and I think I’ve embarrassed him.

“That’s a good thing, Coach. Trust me,” I say, giving his left cheek a soft slap and then kissing right where my palm landed. “Like a delicious peach.”

I grab on to his cheeks and jiggle them, and his ass vibrates in my palms, the movement almost hypnotizing me. I catch a glimpse of his hole in the low light, and I wish I could kneel here forever, playing with his meaty rear.

I pause the assquake and spread him wide. The fuzz on his legs also dots the perimeter, and the soapy smell from his shower infiltrates my nostrils. I strain to catch a bit of his sweat. Maybe next time. My tongue coats my lips like a starving animal eyeing its prey.

“This is what you’ve been hiding under those track pants,” I say.

“Yeah.” He’s lowered his head between his arms, and I can just make out his mouth.

“You good, Coach?”

He nods rapidly, and I bury my face between his plump, juicy cheeks, diving into his warm hole. He’s apprehensive at first, my tongue fighting against his tightness. I keep at it, and I can tell he’s trying to let me in, but he needs some guidance.

Pulling back, I lick my lips. “Take a deep breath, Darius.”

When I hear the air leaving his lips, I plunge back in, and yup, he’s relaxing, opening up, and I can dart deeper.

“Fuck, Harry. Holy. Fuck.”

I reach under and grab his cock and stroke it while decorating the inside of his ass with my tongue. Spit and slobber drench my face, and I lose myself in the heat of Darius’s opening. He continues to moan and praise me with platitudes, but when I pull his dick back and give it a deep suck, he moves to stand up.

“What?” I ask. “Is something wrong?”

“No, no. It’s too intense.” He yanks his shoulders back and raises his hands. “I’m close, is all.”

“Good.”

I move to kiss him but hesitate. He’s all over me. Sensing my apprehension, Darius lifts my chin and plants a deep kiss on my lips, unbothered by my face that’s drenched in his ass.

I seize his cock, giving it a few long strokes. “Lie on the bed.”

He takes my hand and leads me back. With a pillow in hand, I promptly prop it under his butt, providing support and elevating his midsection.

“There we go,” I say. “For a coach, you take directions well.”

“Please. Direct away.”

“Hold your legs up,” I say.

Darius hoists his feet up, and my mouth waters at the sight.

“Perfect. Now I’m going to suck you while I play with your ass. Okay?”

“Um, yeah. More than okay.”

I rest next to him, taking his cock in one hand, licking and sucking while my index finger teases his taint. When he lifts his hips slightly, I slip my finger inside. All the rimming has him open and ready, and he quickly welcomes my entire digit.

“Fuck, you’re horny,” I mumble with half his dick in my mouth.