The new experience of a college boxer

The boy was handsome for his age: broad shoulders with a narrow waist drew a daring triangle of the torso, a powerful and strong chest, which he immediately stuck out sharply when going at the opponent, embossed arms and distinct abs cubes... All this created the image of an ideal 19-year-old boxer. And his blond hair and shaved body made him a regular participant in university gossip, both among girls and boys. The coach was the opposite: a real bear, rocked, but with fat.

The athlete was after a shower, with only a towel tied around his hips. He was burning with excitement. Now the towel will be torn off him, and his considerable 20-centimeter boy's cock will end up in the coach's mouth. "What a thrill it is…" the boy thought, "to give a blowjob to such a man." He felt like a real alpha male, whom even a 30-year-old jock couldn't resist.

The young boxer was incredibly dizzy with the picture: an adult coach was kneeling in the middle of the mats in front of him and worked perfectly not only with his mouth, but also with his throat, bringing the young guy to the point of wanting to moan out loud.

It seemed that the coach did not let go of the cock for a second - he sucked it firmly to its full length, gently and at the same time noticeably massaging the balls with one hand and pushing the kid with the other hand behind the ass towards himself in moments of deep swallowing.

"It's good to get high!" the coach commanded, smacking his lips, releasing the boy's shiny thick cock with a thick lubricant and, powerfully slapping him on the ass, continued: "Stick your ass out!"

A new wave of excitement washed over the kid: interest and at the same time a slight fright. This had never happened before, and he had not expected this turn at all! But it turned him on very much, as soon as he was still a strict act, and then he had to bend over and take the coach's big club. And from the anticipation that it would have to be done right away, so masculine, the young guy's cock pressed tightly against the smooth-shaven pubis.

Turning the young boxer around backwards, still kneeling, the coach began to stroke the boy's appetizing nut, now and then giving him ringing slaps. With the second hand, moistening his fingers with saliva, the coach brutally began the implementation with rigid twisting movements.

"I've heard rumors here that you love your girls harshly…" the coach whispered languidly, enjoying how in the mirror opposite, the boyish boxer, legs wide apart, sweetly winced and arched, sticking out his chest exactly in the ring.

"Mmm, yeah" the guy drawled, twirling his cock, "I like to roll them up to the balls..."

"That's right. It's good. Today you will try for yourself how clearly you act!"

Taking a tube with a particularly thick and slippery lubricant and quickly rolling out a condom on his small but thick cock, the coach began to generously lubricate the boxer's hole, which was beginning to relax. After playing with her fingers, the coach, standing behind the slightly bent boy, quickly but smoothly entered all his centimeters, quickly left and finally abruptly burst in.

The boy groaned and began to shift from foot to foot, rising to his toes. He wanted to dismiss the coach, but he put his strong hands on the shaved groin of the boy and only pressed him harder, driving his cock into the balls. The coach loved all these grimaces of boys and guys impaled on his dick: from "holly cow, that's what a man’s dick feels in boys ass?!” to “oh, yeah, fuck the hell out of me!".

"I didn't think our new guy would sit on yours too..." the 25-year-old guy who entered said with a smile. He was also a boxer, he was even taller and wider than the 19-year-old boxer-boy, as if he were an enlarged copy: with more detailed cubes of his abs, and brighter protruding veins on his muscular arms. His short-cropped reddish hair and light stubble on his cheeks made him incredibly masculine and dominant.

"Tony," the coach turned to the newcomer, "his potential has not yet been fully revealed..." the coach said in a sweat, slowly coming out and abruptly hammering into the boy under his hot boyish moans: "Uh, uh, bitch, aah, fucking!"

"What are you talking about?" asked Tony, coming up close to them, and, taking the boy by his hard-standing cock, began to play with him.

The boy rolled his eyes, puffed out his chest even more and moaned somehow deeper.

"He hasn't fucked himself yet…" the coach replied. "Come on, jerk off to him, so the ass is already getting. She's good!"

"Aah, so it needs to be fixed..." the older boxer replied, not letting go of the boy's cock. "But first, let's see how he handles my dick in his mouth."

Until tonight, Jordy was very proud of his size - 20 centimeters - this is not a joke, the girls immediately began to flow from this, the guys (those with whom he trained) - to tease, hiding embarrassment or envy... But when Tony came close to him and quickly pulled off the boxers tightly fitting his inflated hips, Jordy was stunned: in front of him stood an even and thick cock of 22 centimeters.

"Fuck, bro…" Jordy threw in admiration.

"Come on, bro, you better take it in your mouth as soon as possible," Tony answered, taking the guy by the cheek.

Having already got used to the smooth slotting of the coach, Jordy, standing on slightly bent legs, bent over the member of the senior boxer.

"Come on, put your hands on my ass and take it deeper into your mouth," Tony commanded, from which Jordy was doused with a hot wave of new excitement.

He thought that he was the only one who could command, and he always did that with both girls and boys. But sometimes, when he saw a guy a little older and more pumped up than him, he let his imagination run wild. He began to imagine how, together with such a "bro", the two of them in an active role, they both "fuck the girls well" or "clearly impale the guys", but always in these fantasies the idea slipped in at the end that if suddenly the older "bro" starts to persistently climb up to him ("come on, suck me off brotherly", "bro, let me rub your ass a little bit", "bro, let me go in once"), he, Jordy, allows ("yes, you can do this once ..."). He was always turned on by the idea that boys give to guys: young people give to those who are older and more muscular than them, so his idea of brotherhood was drawn. And now, when he received the order from Tony, everything in him caught fire.

"Come on, bro, relax, you can crumple them as much as you want, just squeeze your lips harder," stroking him on the back of the head, Tony sentenced.

Panting with excitement, Jordy began to squeeze into the pumped-up buns of the older boxer with all his might and suck into his incredible bolt. Jordy was covered in sweat. Feeling the incessant pressure of the carefully entering and exiting piston, he focused more and more on how to swallow the giant deeper, and at the same time how sweet it would be to enjoy Tony's buns, savoring them not only with his hands.

"Okay, give the kid’s butt a break. And so I've worked it out well, that's how it flows!" Tony said, tore Jordy off his cock and sucked deeply, patting the kid on his bulging chest.

The coach came out of the boy, and he looked mischievously, began to rub his ass and suddenly saw a whole puddle of lubricant on the mat, which had flowed during this time, which caused another wave of excitement to wash over him.

"Come on, lie down on the bench, bro," Tony said softly to Jordy and gave him a resounding slap on the ass.

The boy did not know that sex could be so inflammatory: a moment later he was lying in a 69 position on the older boxer, enjoying the depth and dexterity of the blowjob he received, from which he himself tried to swallow his healthy cock deeper. And at this time, having licked off Jordy's leaking lubricant, he slotted on the mat, the coach used it to lubricate his own ass and was now frying Jordy's rather big hole with might and main. With his short but thick cock, he plunges into this thickly oiled boxer's ass, enjoying its boyish elasticity.

The only thing Jordy was thinking about now was how to catch his breath in time and take air into his lungs. He tried it on for a long time, then barely licking his head, then trying to thread himself with his whole throat, but the powerful hand of the coach, leaning on the boy with his whole body, pressed him down well - so that he had to completely swallow the cock of the older boxer.

"Tony," the coach turned to the older boxer, stroking his appetizing ass, "give Jordy a try as a top…"

Tony looked at Jordy: his whole body was evenly tanned and only the elastic juicy ass remained completely white, only attracting attention more strongly. The narrow waist and powerful shoulders, strong arms and pumped-up chest made the young boxer incredibly desirable.

"Sory, bro," said Tony, "we will still have time to taste your cock, but we need to use the narrowness of your ass right now! So give it to me first..."

And with these words - under Jordy's chest moan: "Fuck ..." - he entered deeply into the virgin ass of a young boxer with a sweetly champing sound an hour ago. Tony stopped for a moment and thought: should he start aiming at this anally inexperienced kid, deep and precise penetrations, and with each of them show the kid more and more what it means to finish without hands, or show this young stallion what hard fucking means, from which the kid will start to burn in literally. The first involved skill: this is how a young and experienced act can finish off anyone, even the most masculine kid, so that he does not have to jerk off to drain. The second one was cute, because it could demonstrate what the kid signed up for: full control from the act, its full saturation and satisfaction, and at the same time a real male roast of anyone who gives - passionate, tough, fucking... Tony, without thinking twice, decided to start with the first one, and then quickly move on to the second one.

At first, rare and deep intrusions, with a firm grip on Jordy's neck, with tight contact, specially reinforced with a small amount of lubricant, Tony was incredibly turned on by this endless energy of the boxer: with each penetration into the boy, he burst out sweet: "Damn!..", "Ufff, fffuck you...", "Fffffffffuck!..", “Oh, you btchhh ...", lasting those very few seconds, during which Tony's forcefully hammered (and tightly inserted) cock was completely immersed in him and deeply stimulated the athlete's prostate.

"Get ready," Tony said slyly and quickly injected a new plentiful portion of viscous lubricant into the already somewhat battered hole.

"For what?" Jordy asked, but less than a moment later, the only thing the young boxer managed to do after this question was to have time to open his eyes wide, open his mouth slightly and exhale loudly: "Aahhhhhhh!" in a passionate stupor from the wave of desire and excitement that swept over him. Tony's giant piece of meat was now working at full power, quickly and rigidly hammering into the luxurious ass of the pumped-up kid. Now Jordy could not breathe quietly or moan as before. Now he could only exhale deeply and languidly with a hot mumble - "Mmmm" in order to digest all the passion Tony was introducing into him.

The beauty of what was happening was hardly transferable: lying face down on a bench, a muscular boxer with swollen biceps, powerful chest, wide shoulders and narrow waist - a real Apollo for his 19 years - was putting his elastic ass to the older boxer dominating him, even more pumped up and powerful, resting one hand on his back and hard banging into the kid. Tony moaned almost louder than the boy who was giving himself up to anal passions with might and main. He reveled in how the hard-standing 20-centimeter cock, abundantly dripping with lubricant, claps loudly against his abs.

Tony pressed his palms to Jordy's shaved pubis, clasping the guy's cock and balls so that they appeared to be in a ring, and continued to hammer into the boxer, pulling him towards himself. Such a deep and powerful penetration could not be endured by anyone, even an experienced passive, let alone a young athlete bursting with passionate desire and only today knowing the pleasure of penetration.

Tony loudly and deeply tore the guy, skillfully slapping luxurious slaps on his athletic ass. These squelching and ringing sounds plunged Jordy into drunken delight: yesterday he fucked another girlfriend in the same way, and today he found himself under a dick himself (yes, under what!). How Tony was using his ass now, the same masculine and muscular boxer as himself, only with a more powerful body, cock and experience, what exciting slurping sounds Tony brought to life, wildly turned Jordy on and drove him crazy.

Young muscular legs, an elastic and snow-white walnut ass, the power and beauty of a pumped-up athletic body and with protruding biceps and breasts, and, finally, the sweetly virginal moans of a young boxer who had just learned the depth of sensations of male sex, left Tony no way to restrain himself. With a loud growl, he began to really pump Jordy with sperm. Having lost count (how many shots Tony fired), Jordy, with each of them, felt how from the very root of a huge cock, along its entire length, overcoming considerable pressure, the sperm of this male fills it from the inside.

From all that had happened, the young boxer was at the peak of excitement, so that his cock began to tremble - it always was when he was about to cum and held on with the last of his strength. Jordy, breathing fast, thought about what to do now: quickly jerk off or ask him to suck, but at that moment Tony came out of the young boxer with a slurping sound, and a moment later his sperm began to flow out, teasingly rolling down the inside of the boy's pumped legs.

Driven to the limit by this, Jordy began to cum profusely without touching his cock: sweet-smelling sperm was slowly but powerfully ejaculated onto the young boxer's abs in dense snow-white clumps.

"It was a cool evening!" catching his breath and wiping the sweat from his forehead, Jordy said.

“Was?" The coach asked in surprise. "Tony doesn't cum less than three times a night. So get ready to continue..."

Jordy shuddered with excitement at such words, he turned to the older boxer and swallowed loudly when he saw Tony returning to them - again in short athletic shorts, bursting with a strong boner, and with a wide whip on his shoulder...