Unconventional Sex Education: Brody Kayman & Dakota Lovell

Brody Kayman’s sex education class rarely follows a textbook. When Dakota Lovell, his sole student, spends more time jacking off than paying attention to lectures on penile anatomy, Brody shifts tactics. Today’s lesson plan? Practical application.

Brody stands at the front of the room, his cock already hard. “Pay attention,” he growls, gripping Dakota’s wrist to halt his self-pleasure. Dakota’s eyes flick to Brody’s thick shaft, his tongue darting out to wet his lips. Brody smirks. “You want to learn? Start here.”

Dakota drops to his knees, swallowing Brody’s cock in one eager motion. His throat convulses, hands gripping Brody’s thighs for leverage. Brody’s fingers tangle in Dakota’s hair, guiding him deeper, his hips thrusting in shallow strokes. “Feel that?” Brody rasps. “Veins, girth, the way it pulses when you hit the right spot. Memorize it.”

Dakota pulls off, panting. Brody wastes no time—flipping Dakota onto the desk, his ass presented for inspection. A single spit-slick finger breaches him, then another. Dakota moans, pushing back as Brody lines up his cock. “Penetration isn’t just about force,” Brody murmurs, driving in slow and deep. “It’s about control. Pressure. Precision.”

Dakota’s body bows, his cock smearing precum across the desk. Brody’s thrusts accelerate, his balls slapping Dakota’s ass as the desk creaks under their weight. “Ride it,” Brody orders, shifting to let Dakota take over. Dakota bounces eagerly, his ass clenching around Brody’s shaft, his moans turning ragged.

The room reeks of sweat and sex. Brody’s grip tightens on Dakota’s hips, his thrusts turning brutal. Dakota screams, his orgasm erupting in thick ropes across the desk. Brody follows seconds later, his cock jerking violently inside Dakota’s ass, filling him with his load.