You feelin’ it, or I stop right now. “God, so good—my pussy’s gonna break… I’m cumming, Master, I’m cumming!”Watching his once-revered PE coach reduced to a writhing, needy mess under Brody’s dominance, Jaxon felt something inside him shatter. Gay porn Holding the phone, Jaxon aimed it at Shawn, who tried to hide his face, only for Brody to shove his hand away. At first, his motions were small, cautious, but soon he picked up speed, nearly standing before slamming back down. The move hit Jaxon like a shockwave, legs buckling, barely able to stand.“Bet you’re seein’ Coach’s skills now, huh, golden boy? Show Jaxon how a man serves a man.”Shawn didn’t flinch, clearly no stranger to this. The door stood slightly ajar.Heart pounding, Jaxon crept closer, only to hear Brody’s voice growl from inside: “Been two damn weeks since I got any. overwhelmed. “You think I need cash? It was as depraved as it got.Jaxon’s face drained of color, his defiance crumbling. Ain’t you gonna thank me?” Brody pressed, smug.Tears of humiliation stung Jaxon’s eyes. Jaxon, once he got the innuendo, blushed but couldn’t deny Shawn probably dominated in bed.Peering through the cracked door, Jaxon’s eyes landed on a pair of red soccer cleats and white, knee-high socks wrapped around strong calves—kneeling on
