Sydney was sweating proffusely. The 14 year old otter had an extensive wrestling match, and was ready to hit the showers.

"Sydney, come here" said coach Stwomy, a twenty-thirty-something old fox.

"Yes?"

The coach approached the still student. He looked him up and down.

"You're about to hit the showers, don't you want to undress?"

Sydney gulped. He knew what was about to happen, and wondered if he should scream for help. The coach seems to have noticed this, and he grinned.

"Say what, how about a massage before showering? My treat."

Sydney's muscles protested with the stress, and reluctantly he relented.

"Yes, coach."

"Good."

Stwomy then put a towel above the bench.

"Lay down, make yourself comfortable.

Sydney carefully did as his coach told him. The fox wasted no time, kneading his student's back, prompting a moan to escape from Sydney. Then, without warning, he ripped Sydney's wrestling outfit with a single strike. The teenager now laid naked, and the coach now had prime time to examine his ass and balls.

Stwomy took out a bottle of lube and dropped it on Sydney, causing the otter to shiver. The oil did nothing to mask the sexy cub's post-wrestling musk, and the coach sniffed it deeply.

"Oh, yes."

He then grabbed Sydney's butt, spanking the relaxed cheeks. He opened them, revealing his virginal pink pucker. He spread some oil unto his fingers and his index penetrated the ring, causing Sydney to moan.

"Coach, please..."

"Shh, it's about to get good."

Stwomy stopped that to fondle Sydney's balls, surprisingly heavy for his age. Being a Mormon he probably didn't have many chances to masturbate. He needed this as much as the coach did.

Sydney heard the sound of a zipper opening, and tried to get up. However, the coach positioned himself on top of Sydney, pushing him down and angling his erect cock towards his hole. Thanks to the lube, he was able to fuck the boy with a single thrust.

He quickly fastened his pace. With Sydney's rectum being tight and the otter being overstimulated, it didn't take long for both of them to cum. Cum flooded Sydney's ass, and drooled down from beneath his belly.

The coach fell to the side, not caring that he hit the ground. Panting heavily, he said:

"How about we hit the showers?"