I enjoy being the kind of coach my boys can depend on and know they can trust at their most intimate moments. That’s one of the reasons they respect me so much. That and I give one amazing massage. John came to me with tight shoulders and an even tighter hole. I knew a good massage would take care of both. I started on his arms and back, but his ass crack was calling me, so I just had to move my hands past his waist. I took his shorts off, then his undies. His ass was nice and firm, just how I remembered it. The feel of his hairy hole got me excited, but I still had a job to do. I kept going on his body with oil. But his hole kept calling me, so I slid a finger in his ass and ate it a little. His butt wasn’t as tight as I thought. I flipped him over and stroked his big, hard cock. He eventually came in my hand, and that was what he needed.