Marcus stood frozen by the door, eyes locked on the obscene sight in front of him.Ryan was bent over the hotel desk, shorts around his ankles, ass up. Coach Harlan’s thick cock was buried balls-deep inside him, glistening with spit and lube. Ryan’s own cock was rock hard, leaking heavily onto the carpet.“Close the fucking door,” Coach repeated, voice low and commanding, still buried inside Ryan.Marcus swallowed hard, his shorts already bulging. He stepped fully inside and locked the door.“Ryan… what the hell, man?” Marcus whispered, voice hoarse. “You’re letting Coach fuck you?”Ryan groaned deeply, face burning with shame. “Marcus… shit… don’t tell anyone… ughhh…”Coach smirked and slowly pulled his cock halfway out, then slammed back in deep, making Ryan grunt loudly.“Uuuughhh… fuck…” Ryan groaned, his deep masculine voice cracking.Marcus couldn’t look away. His hand unconsciously adjusted his obvious erection.Coach kept fucking Ryan with slow, deep strokes. “You want to watc
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