Hardon High

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Your name is Michael ‘Mike’ Donato and you're one fucking hot stud, if you say so yourself.  At 6'4" and 240 pounds of pure muscle, you intimidate even the biggest guys on your football team.  You've been head football coach and gym teacher at St. Priapus’ High School for Boys for the past 15 years.  You just celebrated your 40th birthday last month, but you're still hot enough to make any woman or gay man stop dead in their tracks.  But it's not the women you're after -- you're a total Topman who loves nothing more than fucking a hot male ass.  You've never had any trouble getting a bottom to spread his legs for you.  With a muscled body, rugged face, and hung cock like yours, you're the stud of their dreams.
Your name is Michael ‘Mike’ Donato and you're one fucking hot stud, if you say so yourself.  At 6'4" and 240 pounds of pure muscle, you intimidate even the biggest guys on your football team.  You've been head football coach and gym teacher at St. Priapus’ High School for Boys for the past 15 years.  You just celebrated your 40th birthday last month, but you're still hot enough to make any woman or gay man stop dead in their tracks.  But it's not the women you're after -- you're a total Topman who loves nothing more than fucking a hot male ass.  You've never had any trouble getting a bottom to spread his legs for you.  With a muscled body, rugged face, and hung cock like yours, you're the stud of their dreams.
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Earlier this evening, your team won the State Championships. Winning makes you horny and you're ready to celebrate! Most of the team has already showered and left; heading out to raise some hell.  But you've purposely stayed behind -- there's still one last person left in the shower rooms.
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Earlier this evening, your team won the State Championships! Winning makes you horny and you're ready to celebrate! Most of the team has already showered and left; heading out to raise some hell.  But you've purposely stayed behind.  You've stripped off your coaching uniform and are currently wearing an overly small, fluffy white towel low across your hips.  As you admire your features in the locker room mirror, you hear running water and notice steam billowing from the shower room entrance -- there's still one person left.
Do you:
Do you:
*[[Jerk off]]
*[[Jerk off]]
*[[Finger your ass]]
*[[Finger your ass]]
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*[[Head over to the showers]]
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*[[Head over to the team's showers]]
*[[Head back to your office]]
*[[Head back to your office]]
*[[Head into the team's laundry room]]
*[[Head into the team's laundry room]]

Revision as of 21:32, 29 July 2021

DISCLAIMER: This is primarily a gay story involving homosexual male characters with elements of old vs. young, dominance vs. submission, incest, BDSM, and drug use. If this material offends you, then I strongly recommend that you do not read it. I do not condone illegal activity in any way; this is merely a fantasy. In accordance with the rules of this website, it should be explicitly stated that all characters portrayed here are over the age of consent, which in Canada is 16 and in the United States is 16, 17, or 18 years of age depending on the state in which you live.

Your name is Michael ‘Mike’ Donato and you're one fucking hot stud, if you say so yourself. At 6'4" and 240 pounds of pure muscle, you intimidate even the biggest guys on your football team. You've been head football coach and gym teacher at St. Priapus’ High School for Boys for the past 15 years. You just celebrated your 40th birthday last month, but you're still hot enough to make any woman or gay man stop dead in their tracks. But it's not the women you're after -- you're a total Topman who loves nothing more than fucking a hot male ass. You've never had any trouble getting a bottom to spread his legs for you. With a muscled body, rugged face, and hung cock like yours, you're the stud of their dreams.

Earlier this evening, your team won the State Championships! Winning makes you horny and you're ready to celebrate! Most of the team has already showered and left; heading out to raise some hell. But you've purposely stayed behind. You've stripped off your coaching uniform and are currently wearing an overly small, fluffy white towel low across your hips. As you admire your features in the locker room mirror, you hear running water and notice steam billowing from the shower room entrance -- there's still one person left.

Do you:


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