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Authors name: dale10 (maipenraikhap@msn.com)
Story title : Joey and the Coach - 10
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Joey and the Coach - 10 (M/m-teen, nc, huml, v)
by dale10 (maipenraikhap@msn.com)
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Sam Jordan tries to stop the coach but gets into his own
mess
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Joey Gonzales could hardly walk when he met Mike his
roommate under the stairwell in the dorms. His nipples
burned as they rubbed against his shirt, and dog cum
still leaked from out of his canine-raped asshole. He
was a physical and psychological mess. Mike was amazed
at the condition of his buddy.
"I been thinking about it all day, and we got no
choice." Joey said to Mike.
"I know, man, but I'm not sure I can fuck you three
times a night, every night."
Joey slammed his friend against the wall hard. He was
desperate. "You won't fuck me at all. That's not the
answer. You have no idea what that bastard did to me in
his office...."
"Joey, I can't help that, it's not my fault. I didn't do
nothing." Mike got scared when his friend got angry.
Joey was so much larger and tougher than Mike.
"You got drunk. You fucked young cunt, the same as me.
Why should I get all this shit dumped on me?"
"Maybe coach has got it in for you. You know there were
other boys he drove out of the school by bullying them."
"Asswipe! This is not bullying. This is sexual abuse.
And don't think you'll get off so easy. He's got his
sights set on you too. It's just a matter of time.
That's why we gotta act now."
"And do what?" Mike was getting scared.
"Keep your fucking voice down. We got no choice. We
gotta kill the fucker!"
Mike's cute fifteen-year-old face turned pale. "You're
kidding, right?"
"You asshole. I am dead serious. If we don't get rid of
him, he will ruin us. He can send those pics of us
fucking to our folks and damn time he pleases. You know
what a sadist he is. Remember how he made fun of Ching
Lee's tiny dick in front of the whole class and made the
kid show everybody his prick?"
Mike kind of laughed. "Well it was pretty small."
"Yeah but who do you think got the idea going around
that since Ching wasn't a man, he might be a better girl
and should suck the whole team off....."
"Ah, the school's better off without that Chink anyway.
He never woulda lasted. And he was too Goddamn smart for
his own good."
"That's not my point twerp. My point is that it was the
Coach who orchestrated that entire event. And he can do
the same with us. We got no choice, man. We gotta get
that son of a bitch, before he destroys us." Joey didn't
want to tell Mike he had been fucked by a dog. But if it
was the only way to convince him to help, he would do
it.
Mike chewed his cute lower lip. "Even if we wanted to...
how could we do it?"
"He jogs the halls every night, we wait at the top of a
stairwell and give him a shove. It looks like an
accident."
"I gotta think about this. This is way too radical for
me, Joey."
"Yeah, well wait until it's your turn in his office. I
gotta go see the doc now, and I don't exactly relish
that either. He's almost as big a pervert as the Coach
and they're best friends."
Mike looked down at the floor. "I'm sorry Joey. I'll
think about it."
"Holy fuck!" Brian Sheridan said, studying the pics of
Joey getting bottle fucked by the Coach. "These are
fucking great Sam, lick my balls a little."
Sam slid the long fat spit slick dick out of his
fourteen-year-old mouth and started to lick the sweaty
swinging scrotum of the senior. Sam had never licked
balls before. He had never committed any sexual act
before other than jerking his own teen prick. The taste
and feel were so strange to him.
"Jesus Sam, you lick nuts like an 8 year old girl. Put
some enthusiasm into it. If you want me to help you,
you're going to have to do better than this. Make love
to those nuts. Shit these pics are really hot. Joey
Gonzales, the athletic stud of the school getting a
bottle rammed up his shitter. You are right about one
thing. The coach is a sick puppy! I think we can use
these to our advantage Sam. Now lick my dick head, it's
leaking like crazy."
Sam's cute young face was covered with fuckslop, it was
streaked across his nose and dripped from his chin. He
licked at the drooling piss slit of the older boy.
"Jesus, I hate being stuck here in this all boys school
with no twat available. I get so fucking horny. Hey,
Sam, strip off your clothes and let me see your ass."
Sam pulled back, a string of pre cum connecting the dick
head to his lips. "No way, Brian, we said a blow
job...that was the deal. A blow job for your help."
Brian smiled. "Yeah, but now I feel like fucking some
ass, and you're about the closest thing we got to a twat
in this school. And you need my help. And you don't need
me to go to the coach with these pics and tell him where
I got them. Now strip out of your clothes pretty boy and
let me see those sweet ass globes of yours."
"Please Brian, I never did anything like that..."
Brian put a comforting hand on Sam's shoulder. "Look at
it this way, you'd have gotten fucked sooner or later
anyway. As part of your swim team initiation, all the
seniors on the team will get a crack at you...so I'm
just starting you out early. Getting you prepped. Now be
a good boy and strip down. I like my pussyboy bare assed
when I fuck him."
"But you're not queer..." Sam started to strip, tears in
his young eyes.
"Course not. I'll kill anybody calls me a faggot.
Fucking boy ass isn't really about sex. It's more about
power, power and unloading your bloated balls in a
convenient twathole. Now come on Sam, don't be
difficult."
"But you're too big. Fuck you're ten inches..."
"I guess this is just your lucky day. I like to go balls
deep on the first thrust, so you'll be used to it in no
time. After I've fucked you ten or twelve times Sam,
your hole will adjust."
"Ten or twelve times?" Sam's chest was bare now and his
cute little brown nipples looked perky and hot. His flat
slender tummy fluttered.
"Hey, these pics are dynamite. We could both get in a
shitload of trouble. You need my help. And it's worth a
little more than just one or two fucks. If you want me
to take care of this...you have to be my private pussy
boy all semester."
For some reason Sam's teen dick gave a lurch in his
pants. He swallowed hard and kicked off his shoes.
As Mike entered his room, someone grabbed him and threw
him down on the bed. He thought it was one of the guys
horsing around, until he looked up at the muscular lean
form of Coach Black.
"Mikee, boy, I don't think you are doing a forceful
enough job fucking your roommate, so I thought I'd stop
by and show you how to do it. Strip off Mike, I need
some of that sweet fifteen year old boy ass of yours."
Mike crawled back up toward the head of his bed, away
from the coach who was already stripping. "You can't do
this Coach. You can't get away with this...."
The Coach laughed. "Of course I can. I know what your
father would do to you if you caused a scandal. And
videos of you fucking another boy would really cause the
shit to hit the fan. So you just better behave Mike. Did
Joey tell you, I had a dog fuck him today?"
"Oh God no..." Mike could hardly move. His body was numb
with fear.
"Now if you don't give me one of the best virgin
boyfucks I ever had. I just might let the canine bitch
you too. I expect you to use your ass like a first class
whore. I want it to grip my dick like a fucking velvet
glove. I want to feel your rectal muscles making love to
my fuckmeat. You better be prime pussy boy, or you and
Joey might change places."
Cute young Mike began to tremble. Tears ran down his
sweet young face.
"And from now on when you throw your nightly fucks into
Joey, I expect you to use the same technique I'm going
to use on you, the pump and grind twat stretcher!"
At that moment, Joey walked into the Doctor's office.
The Doc was waiting for him, his own prick rock hard in
his pants.
"Ahhh Joey, Coach Black tells me you have a sore pussy
from too much cunting around with the boys on your
football team. You faggot boys really have to watch how
much dick you take. You can't have it all you know."
"That's not true, Doc. The coach..."
"Shut the fuck up Joey. You don't want to contradict the
Coach. Besides, I had you pegged for a faggot when I
gave you your first exam. I just about touched you and
your prick got a hard on. You love to have men touch
you. Well, you're going to have to control how many
jocks you let up that pussy of yours. I can only repair
a torn twat so much. Now strip down and we'll take a
look." (we have pictures)
Continued in part 11...
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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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