Not to sound harsh, but we suspect Louis Blakeson will need a whole legion of tennis coaches to get him to Grand Slam quality. Indeed, on the evidence of the few opening moments on this stage it’s unlikely that Andy Murray or Rafael Nadal have anything to worry about! But what the youngster lacks in ball skills on the court, he more than makes up for in ball skills between the sheets – as Paul Walker discovers, still excited, when he invites his sports manager to take a break from training.
Indeed, the two lads have barely gone inside before Blakeson drops to his knees and inspects his trainer’s well-cut cock very thoroughly – with his mouth, of course! It’s a gesture that a guy like Walker – who lives for sex morning, noon and night – will always appreciate; and it’s not too long before the guy is horny enough to want to first finger and then fuck the tight little asshole that Blakeson has hidden between his buns. And what a coupling it turns out to be, with the trainer feverishly slamming that fleshy knob of his balls deep into the eager twink’s crease – much to Blakeson’s obvious delight!
Yes, this is a boy who clearly enjoys being taken and dominated by a dominant male; and it’s no surprise that the boy soon pulls out a nice wad as Walker continues to pound him senseless. But that’s nothing compared to the geyser-like spray Walker slams on Blakeson’s face – a magnificent fountain of cream that leaves the puppy helpless and dripping, just like his tennis!
