("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._
`6_ 6 ) `-. ( ).`-.__.`)
(_Y_.)' ._ ) `._ `. ``-..-'
_..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,'
(((' (((-((('' ((((
K R I S T E N' S C O L L E C T I O N
_________________________________________
WARNING!
This text file contains sexually explicit
material. If you do not wish to read this
type of literature, or you are under age,
PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!!
_________________________________________
Scroll down to view text
Archive name: joey08.txt (M/m-teen, nc, huml, v)
Authors name: dale10 (maipenraikhap@msn.com)
Story title : Joey and the Coach - 8
--------------------------------------------------------
This work is copyrighted to the author © 2003. Please
don't remove the author information or make any changes
to this story. You may post freely to non-commercial
"free" sites, or in the "free" area of commercial sites.
Thank you for your consideration.
--------------------------------------------------------
Joey and the Coach - 8 (M/m-teen, nc, huml, v)
by dale10 (maipenraikhap@msn.com)
***
The Coach works on Joey's nipples. Sam gets seduced.
***
Coach Black had just finished fucking Joey Gonzales'
ass. The poor teenage jock was totally wiped out and
his asshole was stretched quite large, not only from
the coach's big dick but also from the rough relentless
fucking he'd received.
The coach loved to grind deep into a boy, moving his
hips around and feeling and hearing his big balls slap
against the kid. While he fucked, his hands controlled
the young jock's body by the nipples. He yanked and
stretched the young tits to move the boy back and
forth. In this manner, he fucked Joey for twenty
minutes.
There were times when poor Joey literally could not
breath. His muscular chest rose and fell erratically as
the coach plowed prick deep into his guts and then
pulled out until only the dick head was lodged in the
stretched teen boy rectum.
Now Joey lay on the floor, totally exhausted. The coach
squatted next to the boy's face and lifted his head.
"Here, Cunt, clean me off." His half flaccid dick swung
heavy and thick, leaking what was left of the cum from
the piss hole and coated with glistening spunk and ass
slime.
"OOOHHH... I... ehhh... puhlease..." The cute Latino
boy's mouth was stuffed with slick wet spent dick-meat.
"That a girl. Good girls always clean off their
boyfriend's dicks after they get fucked. Make sure you
lick Mike's dick clean after each of your three nightly
fucks. Remember, you'll be on camera."
The coach stood up, his dick swinging from side to
side. He kicked Joey and the boy rolled into a fetal
position. "Come on Cunt, time for gym class and some
nice football practice."
"Oh, God, I can't even walk. Please Coach; don't make
me go to gym. I can't run, I just can't... MY ass hurts
so badly."
"What hurts so badly? If you say it correctly, I might
have some mercy on you."
Joey lifted his head. His lips were coated with dick
and ass slop. "My pussy. My pussy really hurts from
your dick. Please let me rest."
The coach had to smile at the sight of the sixteen year
old boy so degraded. "Well, I suppose I could be nice
to you and allow you to just watch gym class today. You
could observe from the sidelines."
"Oh please...yes coach. Just for today. I hurt so bad,
my pussy hurts so bad, just let me watch."
"I've got a great idea." The coach kicked a footstool
over to the window of his office that looked out on the
playing field. "Crawl over here to the window. Maybe
you can rest here and watch gym class from this
window."
"Oh thank you coach, thank you." Joey crawled, his
muscular ass up in the air, the asshole raw and red and
slightly open, cum dripping from the fucked hole and
running down onto the back of his big hanging sack.
"Sure you can kneel right here on this comfortable
padded footstool and that will put you just the right
height to see everything. Just rest your chest against
the window ledge." The coach got something from his
desk. "Look, your nipples are just the right height.
Now watch, just to make sure you don't wander off
during gym class."
The coach uncapped something and squeezed some goo onto
the window ledge, then he put a dab of goo on the
bottom of Joey's big stretched nipples. Then he had the
boy lean forward so his nipples rested on the edge of
the window, when the super glue made contact with
itself, it bonded instantly.
Joey was glued to the window ledge by his tits. Joey
put his hands on the sill and tired to take some
pressure of his stretched nips, but they were already
firmly sealed to the wood. His tits burned. "Coach,
what are you doing? Ooh God! It burns coach..."
The coach coated the top of Joey's big brown tits with
more glue so the bond was really secure. Then he
grabbed the boy's arms and twisted them behind his back
and cuffed them there. Now Joey's entire balance was on
his tits as he knelt on the footstool.
"There, you can watch your classmates during gym class.
I'll come back later, and don't sorry, I have the right
stuff to dissolve the glue. But if you try to pull
yourself away, you'll rip those slut nipples right off
your chest." Joey's mouth hung open in pain and
horror...spit dripped from the boy's chin. The pressure
on his chest was intense and the sting in his big nips
terrible.
"Now lets get you a bit more comfortable." The coach
moved the footstool back away from the window a bit, so
Joey was forced to lean forward, still on his knees on
the footstool. This shoved Joey's muscular ass cheeks
up and out, caused his back to arch, and put all the
pressure on his tits on the window ledge.
"Oh God, Coach! I can't stand it! I can't stand it!"
Joey was screaming.
"We can't have you screaming like that young man,
you'll disturb the classes. Let's see if I can find
something to shove in your mouth," he rummaged through
a drawer.
"Here, how about this? One of Brian Sheridan's dirty
jock straps. That should do. Open your mouth Bitch.
Good Little Bitch. Sixteen-year-old boy Bitch. Now
let's see... to make you really comfortable... lift
your right leg... just a bit for a second while I put
these thumb tacks on the footstool cushion. Now your
left leg. Oh my, those thumb tacks are sticking right
in your strong young legs... I don't think you're going
to complain about going to gym class after our morning
sessions any more.
"Let's get something nice and big up your ass-cunt,
should we? How are those titties feeling...stretched
and sore? I'll bet. Nice big spic titties. You know I
fought against accepting you at the school. I said, we
don't want any wet back greasy Mexican cunt coming to
our fine school, but they didn't listen to me. I told
them you'd probably infect all the boys with your
fucking south of the boarder venereal diseases, but
they didn't care. Your father was too fucking
influential. So I have to take matters into my own
hands.
"How about if we shove this football trophy up your
ass? Its nice and heavy and big... that should stretch
your twat muscles while you watch us at gym class.
We'll seal it in with tape. Now stop complaining, it's
only half way in, and it has to go cunt deep. Look at
that pussy eat it up.
"Yessir, you are developing one hell of a pussy. In a
couple of weeks you'll have to wear diapers, your turds
will drop right out. Ha, ha, ha, ha! I have to admit,
you do have a sweet looking ass. Especially after it's
been whipped. And look at those big swollen nuts of
yours... so round... so firm... so fully packed, not
bad for our second day of discipline."
In the dorm corridor, Sam Jordan took a deep breath and
knocked on Brian Sheridan's door. He was a bit scared
to approach the senior, but he felt he needed help with
the photos he possessed. He needed some advice as to
what to do with them, and Brian was one of the most
influential students on campus. Sam knocked again.
"Just a fucking minute!" Brian opened the door. He was
totally naked except for a pair of small white jockey
shorts. And from the size of his bulging dick in the
underpants, Sam could guess that the boy had been
beating off.
Brian smiled a big lopsided grin. "Well lookie who's
here. Little pretty boy freshman Sam Jordan. What can I
do for you Miss Jordan?" Brian stood there, hands on
hips, his hips thrust forward a bit, pushing out his
dick lump.
Continued in part 9...
*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*
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.
*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*
Kristen's collection - Directory 26