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Authors name: dale10 (maipenraikhap@msn.com)
Story title : Joey and the Coach - 13
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Joey and the Coach - 13 (M/Fm-teen, nc, huml, inc)
by dale10 (maipenraikhap@msn.com)
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The Coach gets Joey ready for a demonstration.
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Mike woke up with his hard dick in Joey's ass. He must
have fallen asleep that way last night. He had to admit
it felt really good to have his fifteen year old prick
embedded that way first thing in the morning. As his
head cleared, he began to moves his hips back and
forth, sliding his big prick in and out of the other
boy's stretched, raw asshole. Joey let out a groan as
he too came awake. Then Joey pulled away, the big dick
popping out of the Latino student's ass.
"What the fuck are you doing, motherfucker?" Joey
flipped over and grabbed the other naked boy by the
throat. Their long legs intertwined and their hard dick
flopped against one another.
"I didn't mean nothing Joey... It's just my morning
piss hard is all. We must have fallen asleep with my
dick up your ass last night, and it was still there
this morning with my piss hard. You know I would never
do anything...."
"GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY BED." Joey rolled over and
buried his face in his pillow Each night he prayed that
he would wake up the following day to find all of this
only a dream. But each morning brought the bitter
reality that it was true.
Mike bounded to his feet, his rock hard dick slapping
up against his belly and his bare balls bulging. "I
don't like this any more than you Joey. You know that.
I..I'm going down to take a piss." He grabbed a towel
and put it around his waist, but it tented out
obscenely. He left the room and headed down to the
toilet at the end of the dorm hall.
Each floor of the dorm had toilets and shower areas at
the end of the hallway. The dorms had been designed by
the Coach himself and the place was riddled with hidden
cameras. For the boys' own good of course. At first the
boys had a difficult time with the toilets, especially
the shy boys, but they were told that they had to get
over their little boy attitude and that the toilets
were based upon a military design for efficiency. The
toilets in the rest of the school including the gym
area were conventional and were the ones the public
saw.
There were no conventional urinals in the dorm toilet
areas. There were round basin like cement tubs with
running water The boys had to stand in circles around
the cement tubs and piss down into them. That meant
that each boy had to watch the others piss as he
pissed. There were no toilet stalls as well. There was
a row of eight toilets standing in the middle of the
room. They had no toilet seats, only the white
porcelain. Any boy taking a shit had to do with every
other boy watching.
Across from the toilets were twelve shower nozzles,
also providing no privacy. At each shower station the
soap was on a small ledge two inches from the floor, so
each boy had to bend down to pick up his soap or get
the shampoo which was also at that height.
Then, the boys also had to contend with the weird "DORM
TOILET RULES." The boys had to hand their towels or
underwear on hooks outside the bathrooms...before they
went in. That meant that any boy entering the toilet
area was totally bare assed naked.
He had to shit, piss, shower and do whatever else he
wanted, totally naked with other naked boys around him.
This was also called "Military Style" and designed to
get the boys comfortable with themselves. But it was so
damn humiliating for the kids of 14 to 18. The younger
guys were always being made fun of for their small
dicks and any older student with a tiny cock was really
the brunt of embarrassing horseplay.
When Mike entered the toilet area naked, his morning
piss hard sticking straight out now, he saw ten other
boys there. Each dorm floor contained twenty-eight
students, two to a room. many of the boys Mike saw were
also walking around with morning piss hard-ons. That
was because the boys could only use the cement urinal
tubs when the water was flowing and as usual it was
only flowing in one of the tubs. Five guys stood around
the small cement tub, their fat dicks hanging thick
with the morning need to piss.
They tried to talk to each other about school, or
sports, or movies, but their eyes kept going to each
other's big fat cocks. They were required to piss with
their hand clasped behind their backs in "Parade Rest"
Military fashion. This was so that they could not play
with their dicks while they performed their morning
cleaning tasks. So they stood their, dicks hanging
freely, swinging with morning piss need heaviness...and
one by one as they overcame their shyness...the fat
cocks began to swell and twitch and sprays of boy piss
shot out.
The boys were not allowed to use the toilet bowls to
piss, they had to take a dump if they sat down. Worse
yet, they were only allowed to piss or shit during
certain hours of the day, to learn control and
discipline... so the bathrooms were always filled at
the same time.
"Morning Mike," a dewy eyed freshman who kind of had a
crush on him said cheerfully, waiting his turn to piss
with his fourteen year old prick slapping his tummy.
"Morning Sykes..." Mike said back, not really wanting
to talk to anyone. He had to find a way out of the mess
he had gotten into with Joey and the Coach. And the way
out that he wanted, wasn't Joey's plan.
One floor down, Sam Jordan was getting fucked in the
ass by Brian Sheridan while Brian's room mate lay
snoring across the room in the other bed.
"Owwww... that hurts so much Brian...." Sam moaned as
the huge eighteen-year-old prick forced it's way up his
small rectum.
"You'll get used to it... oh Shit, yeah, that feels
better than twat. Christ that is good tight boy pussy."
"JESUS, THAT HURTS!!" Sam squealed.
"Shut the fuck up. Do you wanna wake up the whole
dorm?"
But it was too late. From across the room came a growl,
"I get sloppy seconds in that sweet freshman boy ass."
Later in the day, a sullen and exhausted looking Joey
entered the gym annex. He had been ordered to report
there instead of to the coach's office.
"Good morning Cunt!" the coach said cheerfully. "Did
you and your boyfriend have a good night fucking?"
"No sir." Joey looked at the floor.
"Wrong answer Asswipe. I can find you plenty of other
boyfriends if that's what you want?"
"No sir." Joey said again quickly.
"Now don't forget to visit Arloe and your new doggie
boyfriend later today. That dog has been causing quite
a commotion all night...it seems he just can't get
enough of your sweet spic boycunt." The coach laughed.
"Oh come on...cheer up. Getting fucked by a dog isn't
so bad. I heard that at home, you Mexicans get fucked
by your farm animals all the time. is that true, does
your mama get fucked by the donkey and the goat?"
"We don't live on a farm. My parents are very well off
as you know...."
SLAP! The coach whacked Joey across the face. "Wrong
answer Cuntface. Now tell me does your whore of a
mother get fucked by farm animals?"
"Yes sir," Joey sniffed. It was starting already and
the day was still young. How much more could he take.
The coach took Joey's chin and lifted his face to stare
into his eyes. "Yes... what? Tell me."
"My mother... my mother gets fucked by farm animals."
Joey could hardly get the words out. He wanted to cry.
"You what of a mother?" The coach squeezed Joey's
cheeks together, forcing his pretty mouth into an oval
shape.
"My whore of a mother gets fucked by farm animals."
"And how about your little eight year old sister, does
she take donkey prick up his little pussy?"
"Yes, my sister takes donkey prick up her pussy..." why
would any pervert want to hear such stuff?
The coach laughed and released the boy's face. "Well
there then...a little doggie dick is nothing compared
to that. So don't complain. We do have horses here at
the school you know, I could arrange a little party."
The coach reached around and squeezed one of Joeys firm
ass globes. The boy's ass was very sore and he winced
and rose up on his toes.
"You get that pussy in shape Gonzales. I wanna see a
grade A first class fuckhole down there. Anything less
will be unacceptable." The coach was turning a healthy
sixteen year old high school boy into a CUNT." The
coach released the boy and then moved across the room
to a pile of football gear.
"Now get your ass out of those clothes and into this
new football uniform. A group of very special trustees
is seated in the other room and they want to see how
the new uniform looks on our star player. You will put
on the uniform and then go into the other room and do a
little show for us."
"A...show sir?"
"Don't worry about it, just do what we tell you to do
and everything will be fine. They just want to take
some pictures for their memories of the fine school
they support. You should be flattered Joey, they could
have chosen a senior to model the uniform, but they
chose you instead. They like you Joey, they like you a
lot. Now you don't give me any trouble out there. You
do everything we tell you to do... without any
foolishness. If you fuck up, I swear to God, you'll rue
the day you were born."
Reluctantly, poor handsome Joey Ganzales, victim of
rape and abuse, began to take off his school clothes to
change into the new football uniform.
Continued in part 14...
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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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