- Uffff, what an ass! – he thought while glancing sideways at the ball boy of the tournament. He was losing concentration because of that handsome young boy, with those bronzed, toned legs and athletic torso that hinted at the shirt. He had to try to return mentally to the game. The decisive point was being played, and in one of the exchanges of balls the boy bent down again and he started to struggle to repress his erection. He totally lost concentration, returned the serve poorly and the game went to hell.

Already in the locker room, he asked for the boy to be brought in and left them alone. He was one of the best players in the world ranking and was known for his eccentricities, so no one was surprised by another one.

- Are you aware that you made me lose the game, jerk? -. The boy looked at him strangely and opened his mouth to say something, but couldn't: - You're too good, bastard, and I couldn't concentrate on the game thinking about your ass and that tight little hole you must have, so now you're going to have to compensate me as I see fit, dog!

The young boy, bewildered, didn't react, and the tennis player went towards him, turned him around and laid him face down on one of the wooden benches in the locker room; with a dirty sock he tied his hands and another he put in his mouth as a gag. He lowered the short pant that so highlighted those tight thighs and contemplated, savoring, the firm buttocks marked by the tight slip. He gave him a few good spanks while the young boy emitted muffled whimpers due to the gag, until he finally lowered his underwear and savored again those smooth, reddened buttocks.

He separated the buttocks with his two hands and bent his head down to put his tongue at the height of his anus and started to eat him, inserting his tongue. The young boy's whimpers had been turning into moans of pleasure and he was writhing with pleasure. That made his cock even harder and he couldn't wait any longer. He lowered his pants and slip suddenly and his big, hard cock came out bouncing outwards, already humid with the semen of the first excitement. He put it in without hesitation, which the boy initially received with a stifled moan of pain, but which little by little, as the player entered and exited with mastery, with force, turned into moans of pleasure that the gag could hardly attenuate, which made the tennis player even more excited and come immediately inside the ball boy and collapse on top of him, exhausted from pleasure.

In the end, the game hadn't gone so badly after all.