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Swim Star Coach
by dale10 (maipenraikhap@msn.com)

***

The new Summer Swim Coach demonstrates for the boys and 
then leads them in masturbation exercises to keep them 
in tip-top physical shape. (M/b+, exh, ped, reluc, 1st-
gay-expr, mast, oral, forced)

***

The coach knows that idle hands get into trouble, so as 
soon as school is out for the summer, he places his 
team students in various summer camp programs. Most of 
them will not get home to see their families at all. 
The truth is, that this suits most of their families 
just fine, as lots of these boys are shoved around from 
school to school anyway. Its a good thing the coach 
found them and gave them scholarships. Many of them 
feel the coach and the other boys are their only 
family.

Even before exams are over, the boys are having their 
first summer sessions. The coach faced a group of boys 
who had chosen swim camp. These bays ranged in age from 
nine years old to seventeen. The coach believed that 
the younger boys could learn from the older ones. They 
could learn all kinds of things. The boys looked up at 
the coach with eager eyes. 

They all wore their tiny speedo swim suits. The high 
school boys were smoking cigarettes. The coach insisted 
that his high school boys smoke two to three packs of 
cigarettes a day. They encouraged the sixth, seventh 
and eighth graders to smoke at least one pack a day. 
This may seem an odd practice for school athletes, but 
the coach tells the boys that real men smoke. Sissies 
are afraid of it. Real men take lots of risks. The 
coach seems to take special pleasure watching the older 
boys teaching the younger ones to inhale. 

The little boys also learn how the coach's swim team 
boys greet each other hello. When the boys arrive each 
day for practice, they give long open mouth kisses to 
each other. They slosh their tongues around in each 
others mouths for two minutes before moving on to the 
next boy. Some of the younger boys asked if that isn't 
faggot behavior, and the coach was quick to come down 
on the boy. This is how bets friends and soul mates 
greet each other. This brings team mates closer 
together, it bonds them as best buds forever. 

Soon even the nine and ten year old boys get into the 
kissing business. That's how the coach's boys greet 
each other. They swap spit for at least two minutes. If 
the kiss isn't spitty enough or wet enough, the coach 
punishes the boy. The high school boys also pull each 
others titties while they kiss. Since the coach's boys 
are not allowed to date or even speak to girls, they 
learn to find pleasure in the company of their team 
mates. 

The coach also has the boys always piss and shit in 
teams as well. Two boys shitting and pissing side by 
side, learn to accept bodily functions without the 
stupid embarrassment that many others feel. These boys 
are proud of their bodies and their bodily functions. 
In fact, when they piss, they hold each others dicks.

"Boys, as you know, I run almost a dozen summer camp 
programs, and so I don't have time to completely run 
each one. I hire only the best to work for me, so you 
can rest assured you will get the finest training. My 
summer assistant coaches have been trained in my unique 
philosophy and techniques. Your training will continue 
just as during the year, except in summer it will be an 
all day every day affair. No slacking in summer. Now I 
want to introduce you to your Swim camp Coach Ivan 
Troyer. Ivan is a championship swimmer who came over to 
America from the Ukraine when he was just about your 
age." He pointed at a fourteen year old, who smiled at 
the attention he suddenly got.

"Ivan started training with me soon after, and I turned 
him into a winner! He has broken many swim records. He 
is a tough, no nonsense coach. You are to listen to his 
every word and follow his every order. No fuck ups. The 
slightest hesitation in following his program will 
result in severe punishment. Now boys, lets give a nice 
welcome to Ivan Troyer." Ivan, a muscular blond of 
twenty, strutted the locker room in his swim suit. The 
boys stared with awe at his buff body, handsome face 
and huge dick bulge. The coach's boys learned very 
young to adore masculinity and the physical attributes 
of other males.

Ivan knew he needed to win the boys over at once. So he 
strode over to Jeff Hicks, a seventeen year old star 
swimmer at the school. He grabbed the boy by the back 
of the head and planted a big wet kiss on the boy's 
mouth. The other kids cheered with glee. Ivan worked 
his tongue around inside Jeff's full lipped teenage 
mouth. His fingers went up to the boy's thick tits and 
tugged on the eraser like nipples. 

Jeff had big tits because he worked on them all day, 
trying hard to follow the coach's exercise regime. 
Jeff's tits were coming along nicely. He had strong 
young pecs for a seventeen year old and nipples like 
sow udders. The coach complimented Jeff on his sow tits 
but told the boy he still had a way to go. Ivan pulled 
back just enough to work a huge gob of spit in his 
throat, and then he deposited it in Jeff's open mouth. 
Jeff was so proud. The new coach had chosen him! Some 
of the other varsity boys were jealous. 

Mike Lee was one who made up his mind right then that 
He would be the first boy whose ass felt Ivan's 
potentially huge prick. The coaches only fucked the 
boys who impressed them the most. Unless of course it 
was a punishment rape. Ivan finished the kiss and 
licked his lips. "I hear that's how the coach's boy's 
say hello to each other." 

The boys cheered. 

"We'll be doing lots of that this summer up at the 
lake. We'll be saying hello all day and half the 
night." 

The older boys chuckled, but some of the younger boys, 
those of nine and ten looked a bit uncomfortable. The 
coach stepped in. "Ivan will now show you why I place 
so much trust in him. He will lead you in your daily 
exercises. You know we believe that in order for a boy 
to be a star athlete, he has to be totally in control 
of his body. That means his sexuality as well. Ivan 
just sit down on the floor there and start to play with 
your prick for us." 

The Ukrainian swim star dropped to the floor and dug 
his hand into his swim suit, fondling his dick in front 
of the twenty-five boys. "You see how comfortable Ivan 
is with his body? This is what we are trying to achieve 
with you. All right boys, out of your swim suits and 
get your dicks up!" The twenty-five boys stripped bare 
assed. 

The differences in body types and dick sizes was 
amazing. The smooth undefined bodies of the young ones 
with tiny peanut sized peckers, and the huge eight inch 
flaccid beer can thick dicks of the varsity seniors on 
whom the coach had been using a prick pump for over a 
year. And a whole variety of cut and uncut teenage 
prick meat in between. Young hunks of fuck-meat hanging 
there over teenage sacks, between strong young thighs.

"All right, Ivan will now lead you in your morning 
masturbation exercises."

Ivan began to stoke his fat uncut fucker, his balls 
dancing beneath.

The boys couldn't take their eyes off his dick and 
nuts. "At camp, we will masturbate approximately nine 
hours a day. We will masturbate nine hours a day, 
without cumming. We will learn total control of our 
sexual drives. We will masturbate before breakfast, 
after breakfast, before swim practice, during our swim 
practice breaks, after practice, before diner, after 
dinner and before bedtime. " While he spoke, Ivan 
flogged his dick The boys loved how roughly he yanked 
on his prick. There was nothing gentle in his jerking. 
No soft strokes, only hard rough pumping and jerking.

"Come on, ass-lickers, do it with me!"

One by one the boys started to join him in his 
masturbation. "Get those legs apart so the coach can 
see your balls bouncing and your pricks getting 
flogged. Good. Come on you young ones. You can't even 
shoot cream yet, so you can flog all day. I want to see 
pricks rubbed red and raw from so much jacking off. 

"Of course you will also be sucking each other for 
pleasure and to sooth your raw pricks. Younger boys, 
watch how hard the senior boys yank on their fuck-meat. 
That's the way to do it. Not like sissy-boys. Pull 
those dicks. Stretch them. Rip those fuckers off your 
bodies. Now everybody squat, legs wide, let me see your 
balls swing while you jerk."

Twenty five boys squatted and frigged their cocks. Of 
course the nuts on the young ones hadn't fallen yet, so 
they didn't swing. But some of the older boys who had 
been doing their ball stretching exercises had nice 
swinging sacks. 

"By the end of the summer those fuck-sacks will be 
hanging four inches lower than they are now. You will 
be amazed at how much a ball sack can stretch. Martin, 
get on our hands and knees and show us how your fuck 
bags hang. Spread your legs. Get your cunt up, swing 
your nuts for us." 

Fourteen year old Martin showed the other boys how his 
scrotum was developing. "Oh yeah, fuck, fuck, beat that 
meat. But don't cum. Get it right to the edge. I hear 
some of you senior boys haven't shot a load in six 
months or more. Well fine, but don't think I am going 
to go easy on you. You will jerk off constantly without 
shooting all summer."

The boys were like animals now in their prick jerking. 
Drool ran from their lips and their eyes glazed over. 
Their teenage tongues hung from their mouths. Their 
pricks leaked strings of pre slop all over the floor. 
They were grunting and moaning.

"That's it, you fuckers!"

The coach watched proudly as Ivan worked the boys into 
a fuck frenzy.

Some of the boys were having a terrible time holding 
back from an orgasm. Their breaths were short and 
ragged. They were making animalistic grunting sounds. 
Their nuts were drawn up tight under their teenage 
dicks. The coach blew his whistle. That was the sign to 
stop at once. Twenty five hands left their pulsing 
pricks. The dicks throbbed and quivered. Strings of 
fuck-slime hung from them, pooling on the floor. The 
boys starred glassy eyed, mouths hung open like 
retards, spit running from their chins. "Good. Very 
good. That's where I want to see you all summer long at 
the end of every jerk off session. Right on the very 
edge. But in control. Okay relax." The boys flopped 
onto the floor or sat on benches, or some on chairs. 
They kept their legs spread so that they didn't run the 
risk of rubbing up against their bloated dicks and 
shooting off. They lived in a total world of male 
prick. Everything they did and thought revolved around 
cock. 

Ivan saw one ten year old seated on a chair, exhausted. 
'You, little Cunt, what is your name?" he pointed. The 
other boys laughed. 

"Alex, Sir." the boy said, looking a bit scared. His 
tiny prick stood up and trembled. 

"Look at that floor, Alex. There is a lake of boy dick 
drippings on our good locker room floor. We can't have 
that. Can we?" "No, Sir." The little boy answered, his 
lower lip trembling slightly. "Well, the younger boys 
have to learn to help the older boys to repay them for 
the help they receive. So you owe these older boys. So 
why don't you just crawl across the locker room floor 
and lick up all that teen boy dick drip?" 

"Do I gotta?" IT looked like the boy might cry. "Of 
course, you gotta. Oh my, Alex, you have a lot to 
learn. I think I will make you my private houseboy this 
summer. You get to stay in my room with me and help me 
out with lots of stuff." When Ivan said this, his huge 
prick squirted a bit of pre-fuck that joined the rest 
of the slop on the floor. 

The poor little boy crawled across the floor licking up 
the fuck leak.

The older boys patted his head and naked ass like he 
was a pet dog.

"All right boys, enough of a break. Ready to masturbate 
again?" You could hear the boys groan in the room. Even 
they were not used to such a rigorous workout. The 
coach smiled. Ivan would be an excellent coach. "All 
right. This time we will finger our dickheads only, 
while we fuck two fingers up inside our assholes. Ready 
boys? Go!"

To be continued?

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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