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It's How You Play the Game
by Julia (address withheld)

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A high school football coach fulfils his promise to his 
team: win the big game and you'll soon have an even 
bigger and better game to celebrate. (m+/f+, teens, nc, 
rp, bd, 1st)

***

The coach had promised them the best possible rewards 
for winning the County Championship and he did not let 
them down.

The high school football team was still celebrating 
when he walked into the locker-room. They crowded 
around him like leaves around a tree. 'Yeah, yeah. I'm 
wonderful. You're wonderful. We are all wonderful. But 
seriously, I can't tell you how proud I am of you guys. 
After this, its the regional and then on to the state 
finals!' 

The room erupted in cheers and catcalls. The coach 
allowed his boys to get this juvenile stuff out of 
their systems. When they had quieted down a bit, he got 
their attention. 

'Listen up. You guys don't need to be changing or 
showering right now. I promised you a great reward if 
you won tonight and I am not going to let you down. So 
just do as I say and let's get on with it, okay?' 

More boys will be boys shouting and then the coach 
shouted above the racket: 'Everyone take your clothes 
off and form a line by the door leading into the gym.' 

The boys immediately grew quiet, quizzical looks 
appeared, a few smiles. 

'Come on, come on. You're still the team and I am still 
the team's coach. Do what the hell I tell you -- take 
the fuckin' clothes off and line up at the fuckin 
door!' 

The boys now stripped, only a low buzz now instead of 
the loud shouting of just a moment ago. When they had 
lined up in proper order, the coach moved to the front 
of the line and opened the door to the gym. The boys 
slowly filed in, a bit embarrassed to find themselves 
back on the gym floor, this time without their clothes. 
But as they entered, sounds of shock and amazement. 

There, on a half dozen mats, laid the hottest girls 
from the high school cheerleading team. The boys 
followed the coach as he led the line until it stood 
facing the bottom of the mats. 

On the mats were 6 ripe teenage girls. Each was face 
down, only their hands tied at the top corners of each 
mat. Their mouths taped shut, they still managed to 
make noises of protest, of fear and embarrassment. Each 
was naked and most had tightly crossed their legs. 

'Jesus Christ! It's Francine! And that one's Joanne!' 

One by one, the boys recognized their female 
classmates, their eyes glued to the young, ripe, 
perfect bodies. 

'Okay. Now for the fun part. I want you guys to form 6 
lines. Pick your favorite and line up behind her ass. 
You are about to get a chance to fuck her IN the ass. 
Get moving.' 

The boys moved as if in a daze. They were horny as hell 
but also super aware of what they were being drawn 
into; gang rape. The coach anticipated their concern. 
'You guys just give me a minute and I will have these 
little bitches begging for you to fuck their tight 
little virgin asses. Trust me.' 

The coach now knelt down next to Francine. He removed a 
jar from his jacket and undid the lid. He swirled a 
forefinger around in the goo, then positioned himself 
better over Francine's well rounded ass. She gave a 
gurgled, muffled cry as the coach used one hand to 
spread her ass cheeks and the other to ram home the 
glop, deep into Francine's tight ass. He twisted his 
finger around, jabbed it in and out of her ass a few 
times, then jerked it out with a popping sound everyone 
in the gym could hear. 

Francine shook with fear and again crossed her legs. 
The coach now moved down to the next girl and then the 
next until all 6 had been treated. He stood up, wiped 
his hand off on his pants and waited. He did not have 
to wait long. One by one, each of the girls began to 
move her ass. First a slight twitching motion, then a 
more frantic swaying. 'Itching cream. It will drive 
them nuts.'

The boys watched in fascination as the girls began to 
gyrate on the mats, all modesty and self-consciousness 
over their situation gone from their minds. In another 
minute the coach moved over and began to remove the 
tape from their mouths. A few cried out but most just 
tossed their heads around, in rhythm with their asses. 

The coach ran his hand down Francine's ass, stroking 
the slightly oversized buns. She let out a long, deep 
groan, twisting her ass so that the coach's hand ran 
down her crack. As his hand reached her asshole, 
Francine jerked her ass upward, trying, hoping 
desperately to get the man's fingers into her itching 
hole.

'What's the magic word, Francine? Hmmm? Tell me. Or 
I'll have these guys move on to another line.' Francine 
cried hard, tried again to control the itching, then 
gave up the hopeless struggle. She blubbered out, 'P-
pl-please.'

'Please, what?' 

'Oh, God! Please... please, someone fuck my ass!' 
Saying it once made it so much easier to repeat. 'My 
ass! Please! Someone, anyone -- fuck my ass! Fuck it 
now!' 

The coach nodded to the first boy in line, who leaped 
forward. Dropping to his knees, the boy held his cock 
and pushed the purplish head against Francine's 
asshole. She immediately pushed her ass back, and the 
very tip of his bloated head disappeared inside the 
girl's ass. 

'Go for it, Jimmie -- she's ready.' 

Jimmie let out a rebel yell and drove the entire length 
of his cock up Francine's ass. She screamed over and 
over, as he began to pump his cock in and out of her 
ass. Despite the pain and the shame, Francine could not 
help but raise and lower her ass in time with his 
thrusts. He fucked harder and harder, now lowering his 
body onto Francine's, reaching in front to grab her 
firm titties.

The coach patted him on the shoulders and moved on to 
the next girl. By now all the boys were ready to pop 
their load even without physical stimulation. One by 
one, the boys drove their cocks into the waiting 
assholes of the most beautiful and sexy girls in the 
school. Load after load of cum shot far up into the 
asses of the girls. Only after every boy had had his 
favorite, did they stop. They stood, congratulating one 
another while the girls laid sobbing and sore. 

'Well, what do you think, coach? Another win for the 
home team!' The coach surveyed the young females, saw 
the cum oozing out of their ravaged assholes -- the 
first step in turning them into whores the whole school 
would soon enjoy. 

"Not bad," he agreed. "Not bad for a start."

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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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