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Archive name: joey01.txt (M/m-teen, nc, huml, alcohol)
Authors name: dale10 (maipenraikhap@msn.com)
Story title : Joey and the Coach - 1

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Joey and the Coach Part One (M/m-teen, nc, huml, alc)
by dale10 (maipenraikhap@msn.com)

***

The Coach has to seriously discipline Joey for being 
drunk.

***

Coach Black felt his prick jump in the trousers of his 
seven hundred dollar suit. At last...at last he had 
that 16 year old cunt Joey Gonzalez where he wanted 
him. That smart mouthed, wised assed teenage jock 
cunthound had finally put himself into the position 
Coach Black had waited for. 

Sure the kid was the star of the football team, and 
sure he was good. And he maintained a good grade point 
average to boot. But all of that only increased his ego 
and his sense of self importance. Coach Black hated the 
way he walked around the school as if he fucking owned 
it. 

He hated the way he smarted his way into the good 
graces of all the teachers. He wouldn't be surprised if 
the little shit was fucking two or three of the female 
teachers. Maybe that's how he got those good grades. He 
certainly had fucked enough of the town girls if rumors 
could be believed. 

Good thing this was an all boys boarding school and he 
could be kept away from cunt by grounding him. There 
was another way to cure the little prick of his 
arrogant ways, and now Coach Black had the leverage to 
do it.

Coach smoothed down his trousers and pressed the hard 
prick against one leg. He didn't care if the boy saw 
it, but he didn't want his secretary Miss Finch to have 
kittens. He threw open his office door and yelled with 
a volume famous throughout the school. "Gonzales get 
your ass in here, Now!" 

Gonzales struggled to get up off the couch on which he 
was sitting. He didn't do too well, he was a bit drunk 
you see. Perfect. "Miss Finch, go to lunch!" The Coach 
barked.

"But it's four thirty in the afternoon... Sir," she 
stammered, closing her files and grabbing her purse.

"Then go someplace. You don't want to be around for the 
next hour or so." Coach grabbed the weaving boy by his 
blue school shirt and hauled him into his office. He 
slammed the door.

"You fucking Cunt!" he screamed a few inches from 
Joey's face.

"Please don't kick me off the team sir. Please don't 
kick my off the team. My father will kill me!" The cute 
teenager slurred. His father was a very rich, very 
important, self-made man.

"How will he feel when you get kicked out of the 
school, huh, Dickhead?" Coach held the boy up by his 
shirt collar. Then he flung him back onto the couch. 
The room spun for poor Joey.

'Oh God...Oh God I am so sorry. I am so sorry," the 
teenager blubbered. "It was...well, we won the big game 
and I was... we were just kicking back and..."

Jesus, the kid was a hunk. Coach Black could hardly 
keep his hands off of him.
Many many days he had watched the stud in the locker 
room horsing around with
the other guys after a practice or a game. He had 
watched the kid's bouncing
balls and his fat uncut prick. 

Mostly he had watched the kid's gorgeous ass. It
was a perfect athlete's ass. Full and meaty and 
muscular. He'd heard stories of
how Joey made his girlfriends lick and suck his ass. 
The fucking nerve of that
teenage punk, to expect junior high or high school 
girls to suck your ass. And they'd done it too, damn 
bitches. Sows! Because it was so special to be the 
girlfriend of Joey Gonzales. 

Everybody knew he expected a blow job on the first 
date, and a fuck on the second if you made it that far. 
Girls over at the public high school talked about his 
dick all the time. Coach Black hated the kid's fucking 
arrogance.

"Coach... coach, I never did anything wrong before. 
Please don't get me kicked out of school... please 
Sir."

"We cancelled classes today to honor you boys and your 
victory. We had a field day and how do you show your 
thanks, by going out and getting bombed. If the best 
quarter back of our team can't abide by the rules, how 
can I expect any of the boys to stay in line?" The 
coach threw a file across the room and it smacked the 
wall. Joey blinked to clear his spinning head. He had 
never seen the coach this angry.

He spun on the boy. "I heard you smuggled a townie girl 
up into your dorm room. Is that true?"

"Jeez Coach, I get horny, just like all dudes my age... 
I have..."

"Did you smuggle a fucking 14 year old slut up into 
your room?" The coach stood over the boy and a little 
of his spit fell on the kid's face.

Joey hung his head, he had tears in his eyes. "Yeah... 
I did."

"Who?" The Coach leaned in.

"Jennie Stevens..."

"Jesus Christ, do you want our school closed down?" 
Jennie Stevens was the daughter of the town preacher, a 
very conservative up-tight individual. Did you fuck 
her?" 

The coach's dick was leaking in his trousers like mad. 
Good thing, he'd worn a dark suit. 

"DID YOU FUCK THE FUCKING BITCH?" 

"Yes Sir." Joey was crying pretty hard now, feeling 
really bad and quite sick besides. "Andy fucked her 
too."

"I don't care about Andy. Andy's not on the team." 

Actually the coach did care about Andy. That was 
another ass he really wanted to plow with his big thick 
dick. "I care about the Team and a law suit and my job! 
How many times did you fuck her?"

"Please Coach, I don't feel so good..." 

The Coach hauled off and slapped the boy hard across 
the face. Joey couldn't believe it. "How many times did 
you fuck her?"

"Three... three... Jeeze, you hit me. You hit me 
Coach!"

The Coach raised his hand to strike again and Joey 
cowered on the couch. "Three! I fucked her three 
times... and a blow job. She gave me a blow job too."

"From what I hear, you like to fuck ass. Did you fuck 
her in the ass?"

Joey's eyes grew wide. "Who did you hear that from?" 

The Coach kicked out with his expensive shoe and caught 
Joey on the inner thigh. "Answer my fucking question! 
Did you fuck the whore in the ass?" 

Joey crawled halfway up the wall. "No! No Sir... She 
wouldn't let me. I tried to, but she wouldn't let me."

"Did you use a condom? Answer me boy, did you use a 
fucking rubber?"

Joey shook his head. A little spittle formed at the 
corner of his cute mouth. "I don't use those. They 
wreck the fuck."

"What a fucking loser you are." The coach went to his 
desk and returned with a half full bottle of whiskey. 
"You like to drink so much, here drink this. Chug it, 
drain the bottle."

"Oh God, Coach, I can't take any more booze. I feel 
sick as shit now. I'll never drink again at school. I 
swear, just give me a break... please Coach... don't 
tell my father."

Coach Black held out the bottle. "If you do what I say, 
I might not tell your father. Maybe we can settle this 
right here in my office. Maybe you can take your 
punishment from me and not get kicked out of school." 

"Yes Sir. Anything Sir." Joey's bleary teenage eyes 
looked so hopeful. The Coach loved it. Such a sweet 
face, such a sweet soon to be cocksucking face. He held 
out the bottle.

"Drink this. Drink it all..."

"I can't really sir, I'll puke... I'll pass out, I..."

The coach grabbed the boy by the curly hair and yanked 
his head back, then he tilted the bottle and began to 
pour. The whiskey ran over Joey's face and into his 
mouth. He choked and gurgled and started to swallow. 

Coach kept the booze coming. "If it tastes a bit 
strange, Joey boy, don't worry it's just that I spit 
into the bottle twenty or thirty times. Oh Yeah, I also 
pissed into it." 

Joey lurched and the booze in him started to come back 
up. Coach grabbed his face and covered his mouth and 
pinched his nose. Joey had no choice but to swallow his 
own puke and the booze with piss and spit. More and 
more of the liquid was forced down the boy's throat 
until at last the bottle was empty. Joey sat slouched 
on the couch, only half with it. The room was a total 
blur.

"Oh God. I am so sick, please coach, I am so sick..."

"Good it will teach you not to drink." Now the coach 
grabbed the boy and began to roughly pull the kid's 
shirt and tie off.

"Let's get this off of you, so you don't puke all over 
it..." Soon the cute jock was naked from the waist up. 
His well formed smooth body caused the Coach's hard 
prick to jump and squirt some pre-cum inside the 
already soaked trousers.

"Is it over Coach, is my punishment over?" Joey half 
cried as he sat there in the Coach's office with no 
shirt on. His nipples grew hard. 

"Over? You dumb Twat, it hasn't even started yet." With 
that the coach grabbed the boy's feet and pulled off 
his shoes and then undid the kid's pants and tugged 
them down. 

Joey rose a bit from the couch and tried to grab his 
pants. "Coach, what are you doing? My... my pants... 
please coach..."

"Can't take a proper ass whipping with pants on, Joey. 
And that's part of your punishment, a good old 
fashioned ass whipping. You rich private school boys 
don't know what its like to grow up in a poor family 
with six kids and get your ass whipped once a week 
whether you deserve it or not. Now strip off those 
underpants!"

"You can't do this Coach."

"Would you rather be expelled?"

"Please Coach, not my underwear..." Joey sobbed. 

The Coach lost patience. He reached down and grabbed 
the kids garish red /orange briefs and tugged them down 
over his tan smooth hips. "You don't mind parading 
around the locker room bare assed after a game dick and 
balls swinging, bragging to all the guys about the cunt 
you are going to plow. Don't think I haven't heard you 
plenty of times. Look at that fucker hanging there. All 
right boy, on your feet. Get your ass over to the desk 
and kneel on that chair. It's time for me to whip your 
big round ass."

Naked. Joey was naked with the coach. Naked and about 
to be ass whipped. He couldn't believe it.

"And after I whip your ass nice and red and raw and 
whip that deep ass crack too. Then your real punishment 
will begin."

End of part one... 

Note: I have some really excellent photos of Joey's 
Punishment, detailed and really hot. If you don't get 
them with this story please write to me for the set. 
You won't be sorry. dale10

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a 
fellow convict in their local prison.
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