In the steamy locker room, the young, slim twink was still catching his breath after an intense soccer practice session. Jamie kicked off his cleats and began to peel off his sweat-drenched jersey and shorts, revealing a lean, hairless body that he worked hard to maintain.
As he stepped out of his shorts, a large, shadowy figure emerged from the corner of the room. It was Mark, a 35-year-old teammate known for his rugged good looks and mysterious demeanor. Mark’s piercing eyes locked onto Jamie’s smooth, taut behind.
“Well hello there, hot stuff,” Mark purred, prowling closer. “Why don’t you turn around and show me what you’ve got?”
Blushing, Jamie slowly turned to face Mark. Mark’s eyes raked over his lean chest and six-pack abs. “Damn boy, you’re a sight for sore eyes. I’ve been dying to get you alone like this.”
Before Jamie could reply, Mark grabbed him by the hips and pulled the twink’s ass flush against his crotch. Jamie gasped as he felt the older man’s huge, thick cock throb against his crack through Mark’s gym shorts.
“Ohh Mr. Mark!” Jamie mewled, arching his back. “You’re so big and hard already…”
Mark groaned and ground his bulge against the twink’s invitiating behind. “Mm you have no idea what you do to me, baby boy. I’m going to fuck you so deep and hard, you’ll be feeling it for days…”
And with that promise, Mark swiftly bent Jamie over a bench, yanking down his shorts. The young twink’s pink, puckered hole winked at him as Mark spit in his hand and began to work his massive cock into the tight heat, setting off a chain reaction of moans and gasps that echoed off the locker room tiles…