Coach Gay was furious. His sugar daddy was late on child support payments and was now standing on his porch asking about another form of “payment”. This man really thought he could win Coach Gay over with a big cock… He was right. Coach Gay was… Gay and yeah he liked a girthy cream filled vein sausage every once in a while.
“Fine.” Coach Gay sighed and stepped aside allowing his sugar daddy space to enter the house. The sugar daddy’s goofy ahh eyes lit up as he saw the look on Coach Gay’s awaiting face. He quickly entered the home.
The sugar daddy pushed Coach Gay onto the door as soon as it was closed. He grabbed coach by the neck with both hands and squeezed it. He squeezed until the area on his neck turned purple!!! Coach Gay was fucking choking. He… liked it!?!!? Through half lidded eyes coach winked at bro!!! “I have murder on my mind..” Thornton whispered into Coach Gay’s big Dumbo ass ear. Coach Gay was so turned on that he busted on the spot in the sweatpants that made his arse look like a fuckin beach ball. “Fucking HOMOSEXUAL!!” Thornton shouted as Coach was coming down from such a pleasant organism.
Thornton squeezed harder until the life left Coach’s gay eyes. Finally, No more child support. No more discord kittens. No more fat asses. Just peace. Pure unadulterated bliss