Go massage the football players

Caoimhe walks over to the locker room door, knocking her knuckles against it. Tyler opens up, revealing a locker room full of boys, most in mid-address. Caoimhe holds her breath as she stares at the muscular bodies of the boys in the locker room, worrying her attraction will show. Long, thick cocks hang from muscular thighs, and hot, tight asses are displayed in front of Caoimhe, and no one seems to have any inclination to cover up.

"Hey, baby," Tyler says. "Where do you want me?"

"Um... on the bench, I guess," Caoimhe says.

Tyler drops down his black briefs, revealing his thick, uncut cock as the underwear slides down his beefy legs. He lets Caoimhe's gaze linger for a moment, before lying down on one of the benches.

Caoimhe's hands dropped forward, slowly massaging Tyler's muscles. Although he groans in a manner that's a bit too sensual, besides that, there's relatively little going wrong. Caoimhe slowly massages his arms, his legs, his back and his neck. However, once she's finished, Tyler rolls onto his back, his thick cock rolling into view. Caoimhe continues rubbing, trying to ignore looking at Tyler's thick cock as she rubs his abs. Not only seeing, but getting to feel every inch of Tyler's muscular body... it quickly dampens Caoimhe's panties, as she's left wondering just what it would be like if Tyler was pressing that body against hers, under the covers as his warmth pressed against...

"OK?" Tyler smirks, as Caoimhe hastily nods, and continues massaging.

"Alright, I think I'm finished," Caoimhe says. "That's everywhere."

"No it isn't," Tyler says. "My cock's still very tensed up."

"I'm not going to jerk you off!" Caoimhe says.

"No one's asking you to do that," Tyler says. "But just massaging out my muscles is a part of the rub-down. How else will I be completely relaxed?"

"I don't..."

"Come on, Caoimhe. This is part of it. You do it to a horse after they've done their races to make sure they're completely relaxed. It's totally normal. Just... massage it."

After a few moments of thinking, Caoimhe nods, taking the hard, long cock in her hands. She slowly strokes her hands up and down his length, his fingertips massaging the thick rod of flesh, running along the underside of his dick. She tries not to make it too similar to when she's jerked Jack's cock, but she does find herself performing various twists and rubs that cause Tyler's cocks to thicken.

Her hand drops down, stroking Tyler's balls, rubbing them gently as they roll around in her hand. She continues massaging his cock, rubbing the head with her deft little hands, before Tyler finally groans.

"Shit, I'm going to...!"

Tyler's cock fires, sending a torrent of cum straight into the air, landing down on Caoimhe's hand. The thick, warm cum covers her hand and wrist, as Caoimhe jumps back, surprised.