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Baseball Season - 2
by dale10 (maipenraikhap@msn.com)
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The Coach continues his punishment of Roddy the
baseball team captain. (M/m-teens, ped, nc, rp, v,
huml)
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The sixteen year old high school student choked on his
pain as the Coach brought the ruler down on the boy's
sensitive fat hairless scrotum.
"Keep those fucking legs spread, or I swear to God, I
will beat your fucksack until it bleeds!" The Coach
growled, snapping the wooden ruler as hard as he could
against the boy nuts.
The poor kid tried to tell the coach that the pain was
too much, that it was killing him, but the words
wouldn't even come out, just croaks and yelps.
"I'll teach you to talk to fucking cunts when your mind
should be on baseball. I trusted you. I made you one of
my team captains, and you still insist on having pussy
on your brain." The ruler snapped again thwacking the
ball sack and setting it jiggling.
Roddy now made sounds like he was trying to gulp down
air. His strong young legs started to close to ward off
the pain, but the Coach slapped them open.
"We are not finished yet, you fucking Twat-face!" He
hauled off and punched the boy in the gut. The kid's
spit flew up into the air and landed back on his own
face. His black hair was plastered to his head with the
sweat of fear and pain. Twenty five hard swats to the
nut-sack! Twenty five moments of agony followed by that
wave of nausea that only comes when a guy is hit in the
bags.
"There is only one way to teach fuck-wads like you to
follow orders..." The coach barked, flipping the boy
over so his young beautiful ass was facing the coach.
He hung there over the edge of the desk like a fucking
rag doll. The coach unzipped and took out his ten inch
wrist thick hunk of fuck-meat. Everyone was terrified
of the coach's cock. It was like a fucking battering
ram. The coach spread the sixteen year old ass cheeks
and forced hid huge dick knob against the soft pink
teenage boy rosebud.
He grunted and thrust his hips forward. The boy jerked
like a fresh shot deer. His whole body jerked and
jumped. The dick plowed into his ass and kept on going.
The coach fucked balls deep on the first thrust.
"Take that you fucking teenage Cunt!" The coach felt
his massive dick stretching the boy's rectum and
beyond. The kid felt totally impaled. He felt like the
dick was going up into his body and might come out his
mouth.
The pain was unbearable. The Coach fucked as hard as he
could, and he was a strong, powerful man. He thumped
into the small young boy body. He grabbed the kid
around the waist and fucked deeper with short hard
jabs. It was like the boy was a hunk of meat on a
skewer.
For ten minutes, the coach plowed the teen ass. Ten
minutes of agony for the boy. Then the coach pulled
out, flipped the boy over again and shot off on the
kid's face. His cum splattered the pretty young face.
The boy coughed and spat and choked. He couldn't even
fight back. He was like a fucking rag doll. The coach
reached down into his desk drawer and pulled out a
bottle of whiskey. It was not for drinking. He roughly
shoved the bottle up the kid's freshly stretched cunt.
"I want to see some improvement out there on the field,
starting tomorrow. I want to see real focus and
dedication and effort." The coach fucked the bottle in
and out of the boy's ass, always forcing more of the
wide part into the stretched hole. The boy's pink
asshole was raw and opened up like a flower. It would
take a lot of muscle work to get it tight again, but
the coach made all his special boys do daily asshole
exercises.
The kid couldn't even speak. He just lay across the
desk with spittle running out of his cute mouth, eyes
glazed over, taught smooth young body twitching and
jerking. The Coach was like a wild animal. He pulled
the bottle out of the boy's ass, eyed the streaks of
ass slime and shit on the neck, and twisted Roddy's
face to one side.
"Here suck this clean. It's your shit on my bottle.
This will teach you to keep your cunt clean!" He pushed
the lip of the bottle into the boy's mouth. Roddy's
full young lips enclosed the shit covered lip. He
started to moan, then choke. The coach wouldn't allow
any funny business. He made the boy suck the bottle.
"You puke, you will lick it up, so help me God."
He slapped the kid's bare ass as hard as he could, then
loped across the room and returned with a baseball bat.
"Here we are, this will teach you some respect. Let's
see how much you Really like the game of baseball." He
started to work the baseball bat up into the kid's
gaping asshole.
Now the boy was sure he would die. The wooden bat
forced the ass lips wide, as if the kid were giving
birth. The unbending, solid artificial cock plowed
steadily up into the teenager's guts.
"Ugh... ugh... ugggghhh!!" the boy grunted as fourteen
inches of bat was forced up into his intestines.
The coach grabbed the boy and hauled him off the desk.
"Run in place...now!" The coach slapped the teenager.
Roddy started to run, the bat up his ass causing waves
of numbing pain to shoot through his body. He almost
fell over, but the coach caught him and slapped his
cute face hard four times.
"You fucking run until I say you can stop!"
Bare assed naked, toes digging into the carpet, with a
baseball bat up his ass, sixteen year old Roddy ran in
place, his balls slapping his thighs, his dick
bouncing.
"Higher, lift those fucking legs higher!" The coach
picked up the ruler and smacked the kid across the ass
globes.
The boy ran until' he couldn't any more, he collapsed
onto the floor in a beaten, totally exhausted heap, and
the bat slowly oozed its way out of his ass. The coach
kicked him almost a dozen times.
"You fucking little Twat. You cunt-lapping pussy boy!
You worthless dick snot rag!" Finally the coach grew
tired of kicking the boy and he threw himself into a
lounge chair and masturbated his huge hunk of meat.
When he was about ready to cum, he yelled, "Get over
here dick dump and take my load."
Roddy crawled on hands and knees over to his teacher.
He opened his mouth and took the thick pink prick head
between his soft teenage lips.
In his heart of hearts, Roddy knew he had to try
harder. He had to do better to please the coach. He had
to prove he was worthy of the coach's trust. He sucked
the big dick as deep as he could into his mouth and
then felt it push at his throat. Little sixteen year
old cocksucker Roddy hoped the coach wouldn't give up
on him. He sucked harder and tried to work his tongue
on the underside of the invading prick. Cock-snot
leaked from the dick and ran down his throat.
"If you think your punishment is over and I am going to
be easy on you, you got another think coming. After we
finish here, I am taking you out to the kennels.
To be continued?
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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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