Date: Sat, 24 Jun 2006 19:56:23 -0500
From: Keith Yates <farmerboykeith@hotmail.com>
Subject: The coach's Office 8

This is a fictional story involving sexual relations between two or more
males.  If you are under the legal age
of consent to read such material, or if you are offended by the subject
matter, then you are in the wrong place and should not read any further.
This is a Fictional story and any
relation to any real person is purely coincidental.


I hope you enjoy this chapter as much or more than you have the previous
chapters in this series.  As always your comments are welcome.  They
actually encourage me to write more.  just drop me an e-mail at
farmerboykeith@hotmail.com.

The Coach's Office
Chapter 8

TJ seemed to be going around with a constant boner.  He had been using every
trick he knew to keep the fact of his almost constant arousal a secret.  It
was becoming harder and harder to keep people from seeing his boner.

Coach and Mr. Wilson were not helping either.  they seemed to do everything
they could to make sure that both Brandon and TJ had as much sexual
stimulation as they could handle with out actually coming.

TJ had thought so often about just taking his chances and jacking off even
though he still had not received the antidote to Mr. Wilson's tonic.  The
man could have been lying to them about the effects of the tonic, but he did
seem to be in a state of constant horniness and Mr. Wilson had said that was
one of the things the Tonic would do.

Of course it didn't help that Mr. Wilson would often do things to make sure
he was aroused.  Just the day after there lesson in the Coach's office, Mr.
Wilson had made him stay after class.  With TJ's back to the room and the
door Mr. Wilson began going over some Chemistry notes about the lesson he
had just finished grading, but the man was rubbing the front of TJ's shorts.
  His hands caressing the young cock inside the fabric of TJ's shorts.  His
hands ran up and down the boy's shaft up to the outline of the oozing head.
He would squeeze the head with his fingers and milk more of TJ's young pre
cum from it.  Just when TJ might be getting close to filling his shorts with
hot boy juice, Mr. Wilson would stop and smile.  Then the teacher had told
him he had better hurry or he would be late for his next class.

TJ had tried to hurry to his next class with out letting anyone see the
obvious boner in his shorts.  It had been hard and he thought his friend
Billy had seen him.  Although if Billy had seen TJ's bulging crotch over the
past few days, he had never mentioned it.

Of course coach was not helping to keep the sexual tension TJ and Brandon
were experiencing to a minimum either.  He made sure they stayed late after
practice so the other guys would not see their rock hard young cocks in the
showers.  He had them shower together in his office while he watched.  He
made them wash the other down.  Ordering them to wash chests, legs, backs,
arms, balls, cocks, and asses.

He would make them wash each others cocks over and over again.  their wet
soapy fingers sliding up and down the hard boy flesh.  they would stroke
each other making each other get really close to cumming before Coach would
order them to stop.

Then coach would have them take turns washing each others asses.  He had
them start with one soapy finger sliding into the tight rosebud, then add a
second and finally a third. He had them work over each others hole until
this too made them get close to the edge of climax.

TJ did not know how much more of it he could stand.  His cock was almost
always hard.  He would go to sleep with a hard on and wake up the same way.
His cock also seemed to be oozing pre cum all the time.  His underwear
always seemed to be damp with the juices oozing from his cock.

Brandon had told him that he felt much the same.  Of course it was easier
for Brandon to hide his hard on as his cock was several inches smaller than
TJ's.

TJ was hoping that today Coach or Mr. Wilson or both would give him the
release he needed.  He just needed to empty his balls.  He needed to let his
cum fire out of his rock hard rod and all over the floor or somewhere.

The warning bell had just rung signaling the start of the first class in
three minutes.  Students started hurrying to their respective classes.  As
TJ rounded the corner toward his own first class, he found Billy pushed
against the wall by Shawn.

Shawn was a big senior unless you were in his small group of buddies it was
best to just avoid him.  He was one of the biggest guys in school.  He was
as tall as Brandon or maybe an inch taller, but was built like a bull.  Big
muscular shoulders, bulging biceps, large square pecks, flat belly and
muscular legs.  With his dark hair and eyes, he was quite the good looking
guy.  The kind of guy you might see in a workout magazine or Men's Health.

He knew that Shawn could probably kick his ass, but Billy was his best
friend.  He couldn't just leave him to deal with the muscle bound guy all
alone.

Taking a deep breath TJ moved up to the two and said casually, "hi guys
what's going on?"

Shawn shot him a look that said he should keep going.  the look on Billy's
face was hopeful and nervous.

"You should mind your own business," Shawn said and turned back to Billy.

"Hey if you got a problem, lets talk about it," TJ said his voice sounding
more reassured than he felt.

"My only problem is that this turd has not lived up to an agreement we had."

"Oh, and what agreement was that?"

"He was suppose to have some work done for me, but was to busy playin' with
himself to get it done."

"I was trying to tell you," Billy began to explain again, "that I do have it
done, I just don't have it on me.  It is in the computer and I will give it
to you at lunch."

"See, problem solved," TJ said.

"I wanted to have it this morning so I could go over it before class you
dumb fuck," Shawn said angrily.

"You probably wouldn't understand it anyway," Billy murmured.

Unfortunately for Billy his murmuring was not soft enough and Shawn heard
him.

"Are you trying to say I am too stupid," Shawn said.  "Is that what you are
saying you little fucking prick?"

Shawn had grabbed Billy by the neck and was lifting him off the floor.
Billy was grasping at the thick arm and hand trying to breathe through the
grip on his throat.

TJ reacted before he thought.  He lunged at the bigger guy knocking him
away and breaking his grip on Billy.  for TJ, it felt as if he had ran into
a tree.  He moved back 	quickly and barely avoided the blow Shawn threw.

Shawn grabbed TJ's arm and in only a few moments had him down on the floor.
All of Shawn's weight sitting across TJ's pelvis.  TJ could feel the heat of
the bigger guy through the fabric of his clothes.  He could feel the firm
muscular thighs on each side of him.

TJ squirmed and pushed with his whole body trying to unseat the bigger guy.
His squirming and bucking of his hips only caused him to rub his crotch
against the other guy.  His easily excitable cock responded and began to
grow harder as he struggled.

"You should have stayed out of this you fucking little jock," Shawn snarled
as he struggled with the other guy.  "This was none of your business but you
just had to get involved."

Billy had recovered and took in the sight of his best friend on the floor
with the big guy on top of him.  TJ was pinned and although he seemed to be
trying to unseat the other guy, he was not having any luck.

Billy leaped onto Shawn's back.  His skinny arms going around the other guys
neck trying to pull him off of TJ.

Billy's weight forced Shawn's ass down against TJ's rock hard cock.  It
ground against the hard boy flesh and there was little doubt that Shawn
could feel the stiffie pressing against him.

Just then a loud voice said, "What the hell is going on here?"

All three boys looked up at Mr. Wilson standing there over them.  His face
looked stern and forbidding.

The boy's slowly began to separate as they tried to avoid the look of the
teacher.  TJ climbed to his feet trying to will his hard cock to go down.

Billy could not help but notice the bulge in his friends crotch.  He had
often wondered how big TJ was, how big his balls were and how much cum he
could shoot.

Shawn also noticed the bulge and knew then it was the other guys cock he had
felt pressing against his ass.  He could not believe the guy had gotten
turned on by their wrestling around on the floor but that seems to be what
had happened.

"Does someone want to tell me what this was all about?" Mr. Wilson asked?

"Um, well," TJ began, but was quickly interrupted by Shawn.

"It's nothing Sir.  Just a little miss understanding and some horsing
around.  It was all in good fun."

"Is that so.  Do you two agree with that statement?"

TJ and Billy looked at each other and then at Shawn.  They both knew that if
they disagreed with the other boy that he would find a time and place to
make them both pay for it.

"Um, yes," they both said.

"Well, I am not to sure I believe that, but if that is your story and your
sticking to it, there is not much I can do.  However you are to all report
to my office after last period.  I think you all will be in detention for a
while."

The three boys did not say anything.  They knew that there would be some
sort of punishment, but TJ and Billy both felt it was unfair for them to end
up in detention because of Shawn.

"Now you had better get to your classes.  Except for you TJ.  You and I need
to have a little conversation."

Mr. Wilson pulled TJ into an empty classroom as the other two guys headed in
different directions to there classes.

"I see that having that studly guy on top of you has got you turned on," Mr.
Wilson said as he reached down and squeezed TJ's basket.

"ooooo," TJ sighed as the man massaged his cock.

"I bet you are really ready for coach and I to have another lesson with you.
  Aren't you?"

"Oh, um well, yes," TJ said nervously.

"Bet you really want to shoot that hot boy juice.  I just know your needing
to shoot a load really bad."

"Oh yes I do I really do," TJ said.

"Hmmmm, maybe I will invite Shawn to our next lesson," Mr. Wilson said
smiling at the horny boy in front of him.

"Oh no no not him," TJ said panicking.  He could not stand to have anyone
else know what went on in the coach's office.  He would die if Shawn found
out.  Not to mention what Shawn might do to him.

"Ah, but I thought you liked that big bull of a boy on top of you.  Feeling
that hard muscled body pressing down on this."  Mr. Wilson slid down the
zipper and pushed his hand inside the opening.  He felt for that hard boy
flesh.  and began to work on it a little more.  Wilson could feel the damp
fabric soaked with the boys pre cum and just smiled as TJ began to breathe
harder.

"um oh um,"

"See, I can tell you really like the idea of Shawn helping out at your next
lesson.  Your cock is just jumping and twitching with the thought of that
hot stud training you."

Wilson pushed his other hand up under TJ's tee shirt and found one of his
hard little nipples.  He squeezed and pinched the hard member.  then his
fingers slid across those smooth pecs to find the other nub and he repeated
his tit teasing on it.

Pleasure flashed across TJ's face as Mr. Wilson worked over his nipples and
stroked his young cock through the opening in his jeans.
TJ did not know what to say.  the guy was hot, but he did not want him
anywhere near the coach's office during the next lesson.

"Oh please no Mr. Wilson please."

Wilson knew the kid was about to pop a nut, so he released the boys cock and
pulled his hand from the opening.  His fingers were sticky with the boys pre
cum.

"clean these off for me," he said pressing his fingers to the boys lips.

TJ opened his mouth and flicked his tongue over the fingers.  He licked all
over the hand up and down the fingers that had been playing with his cock
head.

"Good boy.  You like the taste of that stuff don't you?"

"Oh um well, I guess so."

"Yeah, I know you do," Mr. Wilson said massaging the front of his own pants
now.  His big thick cock obvious in the tight slacks.  "I think you would
like to have some more wouldn't you."

TJ watched as Mr. Wilson lowered the zipper of his pants and slid his hand
inside the opening.  He hauled out his big thick man cock.  the head red and
glistening with the man juices leaking from it.

TJ flicked his tongue over his lips as he took in the big man meat.  the
drop of dew on the head just seemed to be begging to be licked up.

"Go on lean down there and taste some of my man juice.  I know you want to.
I know your a hungry little cock sucking jock boy.  You can never get enough
of big man flesh like mine and Coach's, so go on lick the head of this."

TJ leaned down as Wilson shook the big dick at the boy.  His tongue flicked
out and licked the dew from the head.  His lips closing lightly around the
head as his experienced tongue slid back and forth through the piss slit
picking up all the juice he could.

Wilson sighed in pleasure as the hot wet tongue closed around his cock.
Those soft lips wrapping over the head as the boy tongue the milk from the
head of his cock.

"OHOOOHH yes you fucking little dick licker that feels good.  Suck me good.
suck me fast and hard and you will get a good wad of my milk in your mouth."

TJ did as he was told.  His hot wet mouth working up and down the thick
dick.  that big knob hitting the back of his throat and causing him to gag a
bit before he was able to swallow it down.  His lips stroking the shaft as
he worked his mouth up and down on the man's big meat.

"OH UUUUMMMMM yes yes suck it suck it you fucking cock sucker."

TJ sucked harder and faster.  His head bobbing up and down on Mr. Wilson.
His own cock rock hard and sticking out his fly leaking pre cum like a hose.

TJ jumped when he heard the bell ring dismissing the first period.  His jump
had the effect of jamming the cock all the way down his throat.  down to the
base his nose in the open fly of Mr. Wilson's slacks.

"Oh fuck so close so damn close," Wilson moaned in pleasure.  "You had
better fucking suck it faster and harder before somebody comes in here for
their next class."

TJ began to panic that they would be caught...that he would be caught with
this cock in his throat.  He sucked harder faster pulling up and down on the
cock with his lips.  sucking the big dick for all he was worth.

Wilson's cock grew a little longer, and little thicker and a little harder
as it began to explode inside TJ's wet mouth.

Jet after jet filling TJ's mouth.  He swallowed and swallowed.  He drunk
down the man milk filling his mouth.  His throat was coated and his tongue
was covered as the last of the juice trickled into his mouth.

Wilson had grabbed the boy's head as he began shooting and held TJ on his
cock for a moment longer before allowing the boy to pull his lips off the
man dick.

Cum dripped down TJ's chin and there was a small amount on the floor and
some had dripped down the front of his tee shirt, but it was not as big a
mess as it could have been.

Wilson had just finished pushing his big cock back into his slacks and
zipping up when the classroom door opened.  Students began filing into the
room.  TJ quickly wiped the cum from his chin and his shirt with his hand as
best he could.  He tried to casually push his boner back into his zipper and
get zipped up without anyone noticing.

Wilson smiled at the nervousness on the young man's face.  He knew thoughts
of being caught with cum on his face and hard cock protruding from his pants
must be flashing through the kids head.  Although the panic did not seem to
be effecting the state of his hard young cock.  It still seemed to be as
hard as it ever was.  The bulge was quite evident in the boy's crotch.

"You had better get to your next class.  You don't want to be late for it.

"Um, can you...I mean would you write me a pass for missing my first class?"
TJ asked.

"Nope.  You will have to work that out with your teacher.  Maybe if you do
for him what you just did for me he will let you off without to much
trouble."

"It's with Mrs. Jacob son," TJ said.

"Oh well, I am sure you can find a way to explain your absence."

Mr. Wilson moved from the room and TJ quietly followed hoping no one would
notice the cum stain on his tee shirt and the bulge in his pants.  Not to
mention the small pool of cum on the class room floor.

The taste of Mr. Wilson's hot creamy load seemed to linger on TJ's tongue
for the rest of the day.  Not to mention the state of his hard cock never
seemed to go down.  He wondered if it could become dangerous to have a
constant stiffie.  He had carried his books in front of him the whole day
and thought a couple of people noticed.  He thought Billy had seen the bulge
in his pants several times.  At least if Billy did He didn't say anything.
There were things that he didn't even want his best friend to find out.

He reported to Mr. Wilson's room with Billy and they found Shawn already
there.

"Ah good, here are my other two miss behaving pupils,: Wilson said
cheerfully.

It seemed having gotten a blow job earlier that day had put him into a good
mood.  Or at least made him seem to be more cheerful than usual.  TJ just
hoped it wasn't because he had some nasty plan in mind for TJ.

I have already put Mr. Stevens to work and have a nice project for you too
Billy.  It is all set up on this desk.  Take a seat and get to work.  All of
the directions are on the papers."

Wilson turned to TJ smiling.  He seemed to have a glint in his eye.

TJ's stomach did a couple flips worried that Mr. Wilson would have him do
something sexual in front of the other two.  He just could not have that
happen.  He just couldn't stand that for either of these guys to see him
sucking a cock or even worse getting fucked up his tight hole by a cock.

The nervousness in his stomach did not seem to be transmitted to his young
cock.  In fact it seemed to be harder than it had all day.  He could feel
juice leaking from it into his already wet underwear.  It seemed the idea
might make his stomach nervous, but it made his cock excited.

"And me?" TJ asked fearing the answer.

"Oh yes and for you...well...I would like to have you stay and work with
these two, but coach has requested your presence in his office."

"He has?" TJ asked surprised.  He knew that it probably wasn't a request and
knew what the Coach probably wanted from him.

"Yes, I think he has something for you to work on.  I am sure it will be a
fitting punishment."

"Um, yes, I am sure it will be," TJ said.

"Well, why can't we all go to the coach and run laps or what ever he has
planned for the jock," Shawn asked.  "I would much rather do that than this
shit you have given me."

"Would you?" Mr. Wilson said his voice saying Shawn didn't really know what
he might be getting into.

"Yes, I would."

"Well, I guess," Mr. Wilson began.

"Um, coach might not need two of us," TJ said hoping Mr. Wilson would not
send Shawn to the Coach's office with him.

"Oh I think the Coach could use a strong buck like Mr. Stevens here," Wilson
said.

TJ's stomach turned over again at the thought of Shawn coming to the Coach's
office with him.  The thought of the big beefy guy watching as he was forced
to go down on Coach's cock.  forced to take Coach's rod into his tight boy
hole.  coach would probably even have Shawn take turns at his mouth and ass.

"But I think for this first detention," Mr. Wilson continued, "that you will
do the work I have given you.  Maybe at your next detention we will send you
to the Coach."

Wilson liked tormenting TJ with the idea that at anytime he might be forced
to have another one of his class mates be involved in the lessons he
received in the Coach's Office.  He enjoyed the look of fear and excitement
that crossed the boys face.  He knew that young cock was jumping in those
tight jeans.  He could still see the traces of the cum stain on the guys
shirt and smiled at the memory of the morning blow job.

"Now you had better get a move on.  You don't want to keep the Coach waiting
too long.  there is no telling what he might do to your ass if he gets too
pissed off."

TJ hurried from the room and towards the Coach's Office.  His cock jumping
in his jeans has he hurried to find out what the coach would do to him.

TJ stepped into the Coach's office.  He saw the Coach sitting behind his
desk shirtless and watching something on the laptop computer.

TJ cleared his throat to get the Coach's attention and said, "Um Coach, um
Mr. Wilson said for me to come here for my detention."

"Oh yes TJ," The coach said turning and smiling at his hot jock boy.  "I
understand you have been bad."

"Well, I um," TJ started, but knew there probably wasn't much use explaining
anything to Coach.  Coach was going to punish him in some way and it would
probably be sexual.









Images of what the Coach might do to him flashed through TJ's mind.  His
hard cock jumped and twitched in his jeans.  More pre cum oozed out into the
jock he was wearing.

Come on in and close the door and you might want to be sure it is locked
too.  Unless you want someone to walk in on your punishment."

TJ closed the office door and made sure it was locked.  There was no way he
wanted anyone to come in while the Coach was "punishing" him.

"Come on around here and take a look at this," Coach said.

TJ moved around the Coach's desk and looked at the laptop screen over the
Coach's broad shoulder.

TJ felt his stomach drop at the sight of the screen.  He could not believe
what he was seeing.  There was him and Brandon getting fucked by the Coach
and Mr. Wilson.  It showed everything.  showed the coach's cock sliding
between his smooth cheeks and disappearing into his hole.  It showed himself
and Brandon in a lip lock kissing like mad.

"How, where, when," TJ tried to ask all the questions flashing through his
head, but nothing came out intelligently.

"One hot fucking video isn't it," Coach said smiling up at the nervous young
guy.

"Um, Oh I um," TJ still didn't know what he wanted to say and ask first.
His cock had grown harder in his jeans.  It oozed another glob of juice into
his already soaked jockstrap.

"Look at Brandon's red ass taking that big penis of Mr. Wilson's.  Look at
your hole getting stuffed full of my cock.  It is the hottest thing I have
seen."

"How did you get it?" TJ asked.

"Oh I sat up a couple of hidden camera's.  I wanted to be sure to get
something to remember the experience by.  I have to admit it turned out
better than I ever thought it would."

"I didn't notice any camera's," TJ said still watching the hot action on the
computer screen.

"Oh they are those small digital ones.  they cost me a months pay, but I
think they were worth it.  I can burn DVDs for myself and Mr. Wilson...maybe
even a DVD for a few others."

"Oh no please Coach don't Burn anymore," TJ said his stomach doing flip
flops again.  His cock jumping.

"But I think this is too hot to keep to myself."

Oh GAWD TJ could not believe this was happening to him.  It was like he was
becoming some sort of porn star.  He even seemed to like it.  At least some
part of him did.  some small part seemed to enjoy being fucked and recorded
and the idea of others watching it was about to drive him nuts.

TJ jumped when he felt Coach squeeze his basket.  The wetness had begun to
soak through to his jeans and he knew Coach could feel it.

"Fuck boy did you piss yourself?"

"Um, no, i just um well, um have a bit of a leakage problem."

"Strip!"

TJ did not blink at the order.  He just began pulling off his clothes.

Coach placed a hand on the briefs covering the jock TJ was wearing.  They
were damp with the boys oozing juices.

"aaahhh," He sighed as coach rubbed his aching basket.

TJ pulled the Briefs and Jock off in one rapid movement.  His engorged cock
flopping up and slapping his belly.  the head was read and looked almost
painful.

"Wow, that is one hard dick you have."

"I really need to cum coach."

"Hmmm, you think I should let you cum after you have been put into detention
for fighting?"

"OH coach please, please, I need to shoot bad.  Please let me have the
antidote."

Coach smiled at the pleading in the boy's voice.  He knew he needed the
release of shooting bad and it was quite obvious he had not shot off since
the Coach had fucked his tight boy hole.

"Well, I don't know.  I thought that might be your punishment.  I thought
making you spend time without having that release would be a fitting
punishment."

"OH no not that coach.  Please anything else."

"Well, I guess I could change your punishment a little bit," Coach said
smiling at the naked boy begging to be allowed to cum.

The coach opened a drawer on his desk and pulled out a flask with a milky
white fluid in it.  He passed the flask to the boy who looked at it
hungrily.

"Drink it down," Coach said.

TJ placed the flask to his lips and drank in every drop of the thick liquid.

"It will take a while for the antidote to go to work, so you will have to
wait until I say it is okay for you to cum."

"Yes Sir," TJ said wiping his lips with the back of his hand.

"Now for your punishment," Coach said as he stroked the boys hard rod and
slid his chair out from under the desk.

TJ noticed for the first time that coach was completely naked.  His rock
hard thick man meat swinging between his legs and droplets of juice on the
thick head.

"Over my knee," Coach said.

TJ looked a bit confused and then realized Coach was going to be spanking
him.  He had little choice, so he bent himself over the muscular leg of the
Coach.

The coach rubbed the smooth round globes of TJ's ass.  He felt each of those
young cheeks and then slapped each one hard.  He alternated between left and
right.  His hand slapping hard against the firm boy flesh.

The sound of the spanking echoed in the room.  TJ could feel his ass
stinging with each smack.  Felt it growing red and hot as the coach
continued.

After about twenty or so swats to each cheek, the coach paused in his
spanking to reach into his desk drawer and pull out a nice long string of
beads.

The coach parted the boy's cheeks and rub his thumb over the tight little
opening.  He picked up the tube of lube he had pulled out with the string of
beads and squirted it right onto that hot tight boy hole.

TJ felt the cold fluid touch his ass and then felt the Coach's finger being
pushed into his butt.  He felt the coach working the greasy stuff in and out
of his hole.  Felt that finger slide in deeper and deeper.  Sliding all the
way in.

"MMMMMM," You are one tight jock boy."

Coach took the string of beads which started with small ones and gradually
worked up to larger and larger ones.  He pushed the first one into that
pucker and it slipped in easily.  He added the next and the next.  bead
after bead disappearing into the jocks ass.

TJ's cock twitched each time a bead would be pushed into his ass.  He felt
them sliding deeper inside him.  Felt them growing larger and larger.

After about five beads, the coach went back to smacking those smooth cheeks.

TJ squirmed on the coach trying to minimize the pain in his ass cheeks and
trying not to explode with the friction of his dick rubbing against the
Coach's hairy leg.

The Coach watched the beads swing back and forth between the boys legs as he
smack those round cheeks.  His own cock throbbed with the need to cum.  It
oozed pre cum from the head and dripped it onto the floor.

The coach began to slowly withdraw the beads from inside TJ.  One by one
they popped from his pucker.  He gasped as each one was pulled out and his
cock dripped juice onto the coach's leg each time one popped out.

The last one came free and the coach rubbed his thumb over the pucker.  then
he began reinserting the beads.  .  One by one he pushed them back in.  He
stopped just short of the largest two.  he felt the boy squirming on his
leg.  Felt the juices oozing from the young cock all over his leg.

"I will give you a choice boy," The coach said.  His voice was stern and
masterful.  "You can have more smacks on your tender butt or I can push
these last two beads into your boy hole."

TJ looked back over his shoulder.  He looked at the remaining round orbs the
Coach held in his fingers.  The string attaching them to the others
disappearing into his tight pucker.  The last two were very large.  He knew
they would hurt when pushed inside.  The last one the coach had pushed in
must have been rather big too as it had hurt as it stretch his hole.  Of
course the pain had not lasted too long.

"Well, which will it be?" Coach asked.

TJ hung his head and said, the beads Sir."

The coach smiled at the boy.  The boy was learning to enjoy the ass torture.
  He was becoming quite the hot little jock bottom..

"I should have known you would choose them."

Coach smacked his ass a couple times just for fun and then pushed the two
beads into his jock boy.

TJ jumped with each of the big beads being pushed into him his cock was so
hard and painful that the beads really didn't hurt that much at all.

coach felt another glob of juice ooze onto his leg.  He thought it was time
to move the boy onto something else.

"Stand up!"

TJ did as ordered.  He could feel the end of the string dangling from his
ass.  He wanted to reach back and pull the beads from his hole, but knew he
would not be allowed to do that.  He stood there naked, hard as he had ever
been and with a string of anal beads up his ass.

"You have made a mess on my leg boy," Coach said.

TJ looked down and the coach was right.  His hairy leg was coated in TJ's
juices.

"Get down there and lick it up."

TJ knelt between the Coach's legs and began licking the hairy muscular leg.
He licked up and down feeling the and tasting the other man mixed with his
own yummy boy juice.

Coach smiled as he watched the boy giving him a tongue bath.  He could not
wait much longer to have the hot wet tongue working on his middle leg.  It
would feel so good to feel it working the head of his man rod.  Feel this
hot jock cock sucker working up and down on his cock.

TJ licked from the knee up.  He cleaned up every drop of the juice he could
find.

Coach pushed his big thick meat down and over so it lay along his leg.  the
head was only inches from TJ's lips.

"Go on clean it too.  I know you want too.  I saw you eyeing it for a long
time wanting to lick the head clean of that juice it was oozing.  So go on
lick my head."

TJ did as ordered.  He licked the head.  ran his tongue all around the thick
mushroom head.  ran his wet tongue back and forth through that cum slit.

"AAAHHHOOOHHHH UMMMUMMM," Coach sighed in pleasure.  "That is it you hot
fucking dick licker.  Clean your coach's cock.  Then suck your coach's cock.
  Suck it good.  Your one hell of a good cock sucker.  Bet your the best
little jock cock sucker in the school."

TJ blushed at the words coming from the coach, but he did not stop.  He kept
licking at the head and then closed his lips around it and began sucking up
and down on it.  His lips stroking the thick meat from head all the way down
to the pubes.

His mouth moved faster and faster.  he wanted the Coach's load.  He wanted
to taste that hot seed firing into his mouth.

Coach was not going to last much longer.  the kid was one fantastic dick
sucker.  He gave head better than anyone the Coach had ever had work on his
cock before.

TJ was rolling the big cum filled nuts around in his hand as he sucked up
and down on the coach.  he felt the nuts pull up tight to the man's body.
Felt the cock in his mouth grow longer and thicker and then he felt it.  The
first blast of hot man juice filled his mouth and fired down his throat.

"OOOOOHHHHH IIIIEEEEEEEE MMUMUUMUMUMU," coach cried as he flooded the boys
mouth with his hot juice.

TJ swallowed as much as he could, but could not keep up with the big load.
He felt it oozing out of his mouth oozing down his chin and dripping onto
the floor.

Coach let the kid keep sucking after the last of his juices had stopped
shooting into the kids mouth.  He breathed hard as he came down from his
climax.

slowly TJ pulled off the man's cock and looked up at the hot stud before
him.  He knelt there waiting for the coach to give him new orders.  Hoping
the next order would be that he could shoot.

Coach reached out and rubbed the soft hair of the boy kneeling between his
legs.  He used his thumb to smear the cum on the boys chin around on his
face.  Then he pressed his thumb against the kids lips and felt TJ begin to
suck on it tasting more of the Coach's hot juices.

"Fuck but you do like the taste of cum don't you?"

TJ knew he could not really deny it any longer.  He was hooked He did like
it.  He liked the taste, he liked the feel of the hot liquid on his tongue
and he liked the way felt as it slid down his throat.

Coach watch the kid blush and nod his head yes as he kept sucking on the
thumb in his mouth.

"Stand up," Coach ordered.

TJ let the thumb slip from his lips and then quickly stood his rock hard
young cock so hard that it was pulled up against his belly.  Pointing up to
the ceiling just aching to shoot a hot load of boy juice.


Coach looked at the hard young cock.  He noticed that juice leaked from the
head.  He looked down at the floor and there was a puddle of boy juice on
the floor.  He smiled.  He did not think he had ever scene a boy leak so
much juice in his life.  He wondered just what Wilson had put in that
concoction he had made the boys drink.

Coach took hold of the hard young cock and pulled it down from the kids flat
belly.  He pulled it so that it was pointing straight at him.  He ever so
slowly ran his fingers up and down the shaft.

"AAAWWWWWWAAASSWWWaaawah," TJ sighed.

"Does that feel good?" Coach asked looking up at the naked jock.

"OH yes Coach," TJ said enjoying the feeling of the strong hand on his cock.
  "Please please stroke me faster, stroke me harder.  OH please Coach make
me fucking cum.  Please let me cum."

The Coach grinned as he listened to the kid beg to cum.  He knew he had the
boy now.  He knew he could do anything to this kid and he would only get
harder and beg for me to make him cum.

Meanwhile, in Mr. Wilson's classroom, Shawn and Billy sat at their
respective desks working on the assignments they were given.

Shawn was struggling through the work Mr. Wilson had given him.  There was a
lot of genetic problems and Shawn was confusing himself as he worked through
them.  He had turned in a paper on genetics that had gotten a "B", but of
course it had been Billy that had written the paper for him.

Wilson stood behind Shawn for a moment looking over the work he had done.
The boy had turned in a good paper on genetics, but now Wilson could see
that they guy was clueless about the topic.

Of course Billy was having no trouble with the assignment he was given.  He
was almost through with it

The silence in the room was broken by a knocking on the door.

"Come in," Wilson said.

Brandon stepped cautiously into the room.

"Um, Mr. Wilson, um can I talk to you for a moment?"

"Yes Brandon," Mr. Wilson said.

"Um, in private," he said looking nervously at the other two guys.

Wilson smiled and took in the bulge in Brandon's jeans.  The bulge he was
trying to casually hide.

"Okay," Wilson said moving over to the storage room door.  "Lets step in
here.  You two keep working and keep quiet."

Brandon and Mr. Wilson stepped into the storage room where the lab supplies
were kept.

Brandon kept his voice down and looked at Mr. Wilson hoping for the answer
he needed.

"I, um, I oh fuck Mr. Wilson.  I really need to cum.  I just can't wait any
longer.  Please can't I shoot.  Can you please give me the antidote so I can
get off?"

Wilson smiled at the pleading in the boy's voice.  He knew it must be
torture on the kid.  The little compound he had came up with would make the
kid so fucking horny it must be driving the kid nuts.

Wilson stepped up right next to Brandon and rubbed the front of his jeans.
he could feel the hard boy flesh inside them and Brandon gasped under
Wilson's touch.

"Well, I have always had a soft spot in my heart for red headed cock
suckers, so maybe it is time to give you a little reward for being such a
good boy."

"Oh yes please, please!" Brandon begged.

Wilson let go of the boys crotch and moved to a locked cabinet.  He opened
it up and took a flask with a milky liquid in it.

Handing the flask to Brandon he said, "drink this all down."

Brandon did as he was told and drank down the thick liquid.

"Good boy," Wilson said smiling.  "Now strip."

Brandon hesitated.  He couldn't believe Wilson wanted him to strip here.
There were two other guys just outside the door.

"Did you not hear me?" Mr. Wilson said.

"Um, but um, the others," Brandon said.

"You fucking do what I tell you too.  You fucking take those clothes off
NOW!"

Brandon slowly removed his clothes.  His shirt and jeans and shoes piled
onto the floor beside him.

"Everything," Wilson said.

"Oh shit, but what about them," Brandon asked nervously.

"Do you want me to have them come in and watch?"

"OH fuck NO!"

"Then take off all those fucking clothes.

Brandon did as he was told removing his underwear and socks.  He put them
into the pile with the rest of his clothes.

Wilson watched the young guy blushing as he stood there naked his hard
little dick throbbing for a release.

Wilson picked up the clothes and placed them in the cabinet.  He removed a
box from the cabinet and then locked it up.

"Now I need to get back to those two guys out there, but I thought you would
need something to occupy your time in here."

Wilson opened the box and took out an eight inch vibrating dildo.  He
flipped it on and the room was filled with the vibrating sound of the dildo.

"Get up on that table," Mr. Wilson said pointing to an empty table.

Brandon did as he was told and sat down on the cold surface of the table.

"Scoot up further and spread those pretty legs."

Wilson moved up beside the boy and took a pair of hand cuffs from the box
the dildo had been in.

"Raise your arms aback over your head and grip that mettle bar of the
shelf."

Brandon moved his hands over head and gripped the metal leg of the shelf
that ran across the wall a few feet above the table.

Wilson looped the hand cuffs around the shelving and then secured them to
Brandon's wrists.

"I just want to make sure you don't play with your hard cock while I am not
here to watch you."

"Oh come on Mr. Wilson this isn't necessary.  what if one of the guys walks
in here."

"Well, then they are going to get quite a surprise aren't they."

Wilson pulled a tube of lube from the box squirted it onto his finger and
began working it into Brandon's tight little rose bud.

"OOHHH AWAWAW," Brandon sighed as Wilson worked over his tight pucker.

Wilson squeezed more lube onto the nobley end of the dildo and then pushed
it slowly into Brandon's tight hole.  He worked it in and out inch after
inch of the eight inch dong sliding into the boys stretched hole.

Once the dildo was worked in deep and only a little left protruding from the
kids ass, Wilson turned the knob and the dildo went to work in Brandon's
ass.

"OOHHH! AWAWAW FUFUFUCUCUKKK!" Brandon moaned as Wilson adjusted the speed
of the toy inside his hot boy.

"There we go.  I think that is about right.  Don't you?"

"OH fuck please don't leave me like this please don't."

"Don't worry I shouldn't be too much longer with those two.  But try not to
cry and moan to loudly...well unless you want them to come in and see you
with that toy in your ass."

Wilson wiped the lube onto a rag and then reached down and adjusted his hard
cock.  he wondered if the other two would notice he was sporting a woody.
then if they did...well that might lead to more interesting times.

He closed the storage room door behind him as he stepped back into the class
room.

"So how are you two doing?" He asked.

The guys watched him step from the room.  They did not see Brandon and
wondered what the other guy might be doing in the storage room.

"What happened to Brandon?" Shawn asked.

"You do not need to worry about him," Mr. Wilson said sternly.  "You need to
worry about yourself."

Wilson moved around to the front of Shawn's desk his crotch eye level with
the muscle stud.  There was no way Shawn could miss the sizable basket of
the teacher.  There was no way he could not realize the guy was half hard
inside the tight slacks.

Shawn swallowed and wonder what had aroused the guy.

"I was just curious," Shawn said.

"Well," Wilson said smiling down at the hot guy, "you know what curiosity
did to the cat don't you?"

Wilson then turned to Billy asking, "How about you?  Did you get the
assignment completed."

"Oh yes Sir," Billy said holding out the stack of papers.  "It was not too
difficult at all."

"Suck up," Shawn murmured.

"What was that Mr. Stevens?" Wilson growled.

"Oh um nothing."


"I didn't think so," Wilson said.

Mr. Wilson shuffled through Billy's papers and as usual Billy had gotten
everything right.  He then picked up Shawn's work and as he suspected from
his earlier glance; the guy was clueless about the subject.

"Hmmm, It seems that you have forgotten everything you knew in that paper
you turned in just a couple of weeks ago."

"Well, I um, did not have my notes too look off of," Shawn tried to explain.

"Well, I think you are going to be spending a lot of time here with me after
school.  I think your detention has just started."

"Shit," Shawn breathed.

"Yes, I knew you would enjoy it."

"As for you Billy," Mr. Wilson said turning to the young guy.  "You can go
and as long as you do not get into trouble again, You will only have to do
one more detention."

"Thank you Sir," Billy said standing up and heading for the door.

"I will catch you tomorrow Billy," Shawn said menacingly.

Billy hurried out of the room, but paused a split second by the storage room
door when he heard a loud moan.  It sounded like a animalistic noise of
yearning or something.  He was not sure what it was, but he did not want to
wait around to find out.

"As for you," Wilson said looking down at the stud before him, "you will be
here every day after school for at least the next two weeks.  We will make
sure you understand all of the difficult topics that were in the paper you
turned in.  I want to make sure you deserve the grade that the paper was
given."

Shawn noticed that Mr. Wilson did not say your paper.  There was little
doubt in Shawn's mind that Wilson knew he did not write the paper.

"Fine," he practically spat the word.

"We also may need to work on your attitude.  I will get you straightened out
one way or another."

"Yeah, whatever."

"I think we need to start on your attitude right away, but I have some other
pressing items to take care of first.  But I want you here right after
school tomorrow."

"Okay, I can go then?"

"Yes get out of here."

Shawn stood and left the room glad to finally be away from the jerk of a
teacher.  He would like to pound someone and wondered if he could catch
Billy.  this was all his fucking fault after all.  If he had just had the
fucking paper with him there would have been no need for that struggle in
the hall.

"I should really go by the gym and kick that fucking piss ant TJ's ass,"
Shawn thought as he strolled down the empty halls.

Brandon sat on the cold table but his body was covered in a sheen of sweat.
The vibrating dildo in his ass had his blood pumping hard through his body.
His pulse was racing and his breathing was fast.  The nobly end of the dildo
was vibrating against his prostate and it was sending waves of pleasure up
and down his spine.

His hard cock was oozing pre cum like a leaky faucet.  the small shaft was
coated with the stuff.  It was trickling down his balls and oozing down
around the toy in his ass.

He pulled against the hand cuffs.  He needed to cum so bad.  He needed to
shoot his load.  He just had too.  This was going to drive him crazy.  The
need to cum was becoming a chronic sensation.

The fact that there were two other guys just outside the door added to his
excitement.  The idea that either or both of them could come into the room
anytime was pushing his sexual buttons to the max.

He thought about the muscular body of Shawn.  Those firm pecs, those big
biceps, the tan skin, that hot round ass.

Brandon's cock twitched with the images of the hot guy's studly body.  He
wondered what Shawn's cock would taste like.  Wondered what it would feel
like to have him there fucking him instead of this dildo.

He would have given Shawn anything to come in and jack him off right then.
He would have been happy to suck the studs cock, to lick the hot ass of the
other guy, to let him fuck his tight hole with his hot rod if he would just
jack him off and let him cum.

He wouldn't have minded if it would be Billy who came into the room.  Billy
was a good looking guy.  yeah he didn't have a studly body like Shawn or TJ,
but he was cute and if Billy would stroke him to orgasm he would do anything
for Billy.

The truth was at that point Brandon would have done anything for anyone who
came in and would stroke him to climax.  He needed it so bad.  He needed it
as bad as any addict needs his next fix.  His whole being was yearning for
the sexual release.

just as Brandon thought he might go insane with the need to shoot, the door
opened.  He was half relieved and half sorry it was only Mr. Wilson who
stepped into the room.

"How is my boy doing?" he asked studying the youth on the table.

"Oh please Mr. Wilson Please stroke me."

"Oh is that what you want for me to jerk you off?"

"Oh yes please please Sir.  I will do anything.  I will suck you real good.
I will let you fuck me as much as you want, but please make me shoot now.
Please jack me off or release me so I can do it myself."

"Hmmm," you will do anything huh?  You will suck my cock.  You will let me
fuck you as much as I want.  I like the sounds of those ideas."

Wilson moved over to the table pulling his shirt off as he walked across the
small room.

"Would you like to have my cock in your ass instead of this dildo?"  Wilson
reach down and increased the setting of the vibration.

"OHOHOHAWAW fuck," Brandon moaned.

Wilson pulled off his pants and underwear and stood there before the naked
young man and stroked his big man pole.

"Would you like to feel my big dick sliding into your hot tight boy pussy?"

"Oh yes please please fuck me and stroke me.  Please make me shoot.  Please
make me cum.

Brandon's begging went on and on.  Him asking to be fucked begging to suck
Mr. Wilson's cock if only the man would make sure he got to shoot his load.

"my but you are one horny little boy today.  Just listen to you beg to get
the shit fucked out of you.  You must want a good hot fucking real bad by
now."

"Oh yes Mr. Wilson please Sir please," Brandon begged.  His voice soaked
with pleading and desire for a sexual release.

Wilson moved over to the table and pulled Brandon's ass right to the edge.

he ran his experienced fingers up from the Vibrating dildo in the guys ass
up to those two round balls.  He gently fondled them rolling them around and
massaging the two orbs.

"OOOHHH UUUMMMM," Brandon moaned under the additional sensations.

Wilson ran a couple of fingers up the small hard cock sticking out from the
patch of red pubes.  His fingers were as light as a feather as they slid up
the shaft and over the head.  They were soon coated in the copious amount of
pre cum oozing from the boy dick.

"Oh Please Mr. Wilson just stroke me please.  I need it so bad.  I really
need to cum.  I think I might die of I don't get to shoot soon."

Wilson just smiled at the guys begging.  Listening to him made his own cock
swell a little more and mate it throb a little harder.

He continued to tease Brandon's rock hard rod while with the other hand he
pulled the vibrating dildo from the stretched whole.

"AAAHHH IEEEE," Brandon moaned as the dildo was removed from his butt.

"MMMM looks like this whole is more than ready."

Wilson inserted a couple of fingers into the well stretched whole and then
added a third and a forth.

"OH GAWD," Please stroke me and make me cum."

Wilson placed the tip of his rigid cock at the tight opening and pushed it
in.  It slid in smoothly all the way to the base.

Brandon felt like he was being filled all over again.  He felt the man flesh
sliding up into him.  Felt it stretching him more than the dildo had.  felt
it sliding in just as deep.  Felt his ass pulling at the man meat pulling it
in with out Brandon even thinking about it.

"OH yes such a good boy pussy," Wilson said as he began to slowly thrust in
and out of his new boy hole.

His cock moved slowly at first pulling back so just the very tip was left
inside the guy before he plunged it all the way back in to the hilt.

Over and over again Wilson slowly fucked the guy on the table.  His cock
moving a little faster.  But his hand stroked the small boy dick just as
slowly and lightly as ever.

Brandon began to buck on the table.  He was unable to control his body.  His
hips thrust up against Mr. Wilson's hand and his ass would push back toward
the big cock sliding up inside him.

Wilson let the boy push himself back and forth between his hand and his
cock.  He let the kid get closer and closer to the edge.  He knew that just
a couple strokes of the rod in his fingers and the boy would orgasm like he
never had before.

The cock began to pump faster and faster into Brandon's ass.  The thick meat
filling him so completely.  The hand gripping his erection a little tighter.
  He felt the table beginning to be moved by the force of the big mans
thrusts.

"Oh yes oh yes fuck me and stroke me...please make me shoot my load."

Wilson did just that he fucked the kid harder and faster.  His cock slamming
in and out of the hot hole.

His hand began to pump the kids cock harder and faster.  It only took a few
good strokes before the kid was cumming like a fire hose.

Ropes of cum shot from Brandon's cock.  They shot high into the air.  They
arcked up and back onto Brandon's head.  His face was coated with one big
thick rope of cum.  The white juice stood out in his red hair.  The second
shot was forced more toward Mr. Wilson and landed on his chin and chest.  It
ran down over his smooth pecs.  Down over that flat wash board stomach.
rope after rope coated the two guys.  Some landed on Brandon and some on Mr.
Wilson.

Brandon felt as though he would never stop cumming.  He had never shot so
much.  He was not sure but it might have been as if he had came four or five
times all at once.

As the waves of pleasure began to subside Brandon realized that his cock was
still as hard as ever and that he still felt as though he needed to cum.
Wilson was still pounding Brandon's ass with deep hard thrust.

"What have you done to me," Brandon asked a little scared at still feeling
such a strong yearning to cum.  "I still need to cum.  I still need to cum."

Wilson just smiled down at the cum covered young man and kept on pounding
away at that hot hole.

Back in the Coach's Office; TJ stood there as coach lightly stroked his
cock.  The Coach's hand gliding so lightly and slowly up and down the rigid
boy flesh, that it would never make TJ cum but keep him at the edge of
orgasm.

"OH awwwwuuuu," TJ moaned over and over.  "Shit, awwww, oh Coach please
really stroke me really make me cum.  Please make me shoot my load."

Coach could not get enough of the kids begging.  The kid needed to shoot so
bad that Coach thought the kid would do anything.  Thought that kid would
suffer through any sort of pain any humiliation if he would just be allowed
to shoot his load.

"And just what will you do for me if I stroke this hard boy dick to climax?"
Coach asked.

"Anything coach anything.  I will um...I will suck your cock, I will lick
your balls, I will do anything you say."

Juice continued to drip off the boys cock.  It was adding too the growing
puddle on the floor.  That concoction Wilson gave the two guys certainly
seemed to increase their pre cum production.

"Well, you are one good cock sucker.  You do a good job on my big thick man
meat."

TJ felt embarrassed and humiliated at being a good cock sucker.  He had
never imagined he would ever suck a guys cock.  Never thought he would lick
a man's sweaty balls.  He had definitely never ever dreamed he would be
taking a cock in his ass.  Now here he was begging to cum and willingly
volunteering to suck and lick and do anything the hot man stud asked of him.

Coach pushed TJ's legs further apart and then reached between them.  He
grasped the end of the string dangling from the kids tight puckered hole and
began tugging on it.

"OHOH AWAWAWAW," TJ moaned as the Coach tugged at the string.

Coach tugged pulling the first ball about half way out of the kid before
letting it pop back up into the kids whole.

The cock in the coach's other hand jumped and twitched as he toyed with the
anal beads.  coach wondered how much the hot jock stud could stand before he
snapped and went insane with lust and need for a orgasmic climax.

"OH fuck Coach man, please please fucking make me cum.  Please I will do
anything.  You can fuck me...Or anything you want but please make me shoot
now."

"Well, if you will do anything, then I guess it will be okay to make you
shoot your load now.  I think that antidote has had long enough to do it's
job."

Coach leaned in and flicked his tongue over the boy's sensitive cock head.
The blood engorged member trembled as his wet tongue touch the overly
sensitive head.  Coach sucked on the tip of the head and then slid more of
it into his mouth.

TJ moaned with the pleasure coming from his cock.  He moaned louder as he
felt his nuts pulling up.  He could feel the cum beginning to move.  He knew
he was about to shoot.

Coach felt the cum beginning to pump from the boy cock in his mouth.  He
pulled off the rod grabbed a cup from his desk and let the cock explode into
the cup.

Cum began boiling out of TJ's cock.  It was like an erupting volcano.  the
hot explosions of boy juice firing out and into the cup the Coach held
catching every squirt of boy juice.

TJ felt the waves of pleasure flowing through his body.  Each jet of hot
juice seemed to last longer than the other.  They came so quick and fast
that it was like a constant stream of cum.  He might have thought he was
pissing if he hadn't known better and had the fantastic feelings of pleasure
shooting through his body.

TJ's knees went weak with the pleasure of his climax.  He had to lean
against the desk to keep from falling to the floor.  His breath was coming
fast and hard.  His tan body was covered in a sheen of sweat his cock still
oozed cum.

"Fuck boy, but what a huge fucking load.  I did not think a boy could shoot
so damn much cum."

As TJ's senses began to clear, he realized his dick was still just as hard
as ever and that he still felt the need to cum.  He still felt like he
needed to get off.  the feeling was not as strong as before, but it was
there.

"Oh fuck, but I still need to cum," TJ said amazed.  "Please stroke me
again."

coach began laughing at the boys obvious distress.  He knew Wilson's
concoction would have some very interesting effects, but never thought about
the kid needing to cum again so soon.

"But you have not paid for this time yet.  maybe once you have paid off this
debt, maybe then I will et you cum again."

"Oh yes, please I will do what you want, but please stroke me off again.
Please make me cum."

Coach pulled the wobbly boy back to his feet and pushed them back wide
apart.  He reached back between those legs and grabbed that string again.

"I will stroke you off if you can give me back my beads."

TJ reached behind himself and grasp the string above coach's hand.

"I did not say you could use your hands," Coach said pulling the boys hand
away from the string.

TJ realized what Coach wanted him to do and did not know it it was even
possible.  He said, "I...um I don't know if I can do that.  I mean they are
in there tight and they are so big."

"Well if you want me to jack you off, then you had better get started."

TJ began to work his anal muscles.  he could feel the beads inside of him.
He could push them and squeeze them with his ass, but he didn't know if he
could push them out.

TJ's face was screwed up in concentration as he struggled to expel the
beads.  he bent his knees and squatted down a bit hoping that would help him
push the beads from his ass.

Coach lightly pulled at the string and ever so slowly the first bead popped
out of the kids ass.  He pulled a little more and then out popped the second
one.  He let all tension off the string and TJ strained like never before.

One by one the black beads began to reappear from deep inside the boys ass.

TJ's cock was just as hard as ever and he was oozing pre cum again.  His
cock jumping each time he expelled a bead from his ass.

he breathed a sigh of relief as the last bead popped from his ass.  He felt
a little empty inside his hole, but was hoping that Coach would soon stroke
him off.

"Very good my hot tight little jock boy.  Would you like your reward now?"

"Oh yes coach please reward me.  Please let me cum.  Please stroke me off
again."

"How about you stroke yourself off this time," Coach said as he cupped the
boys young cum filled nuts.

"Oh yes if I may," TJ said hopefully.

Coach picked up the cup and held it in front of the boys rod.

"Just be sure you get every drop into this cup," Coach said.

TJ reached down and grabbed his aching cock.  He wasted no time.  He pumped
fast and hard on his young dick.

coach watched as the boy's hand flew up and down that steel boy flesh.
watched as the boy tried to stroke even faster.  watched as the first jet of
cum flew from the head and shot into the waiting cup.

TJ panted hard again as he let his second load splash into the cup with his
first.  There was not as much as that first load, but there was still more
than he would normally shoot.

"Fuck kid but those balls must be filled with pent up cum.  Your huge loads
may over flow this cup."

As TJ caught his breath from his second climax, he realized his cock was
still rock hard and he still felt a yearning to cum.  It was more distant
than earlier, but it was still there.  He began to fear that he might never
be free of the desire to jack off and to cum.

"Oh fuck Coach," He groaned.  "I...I there is, I am still..."

"Still needing to shoot another load?" Coach asked grinning.

"Oh yes oh yes I do."

"Man you are one horny boy today," Coach said smiling at the rock hard boy
cock before him.

TJ wanted to reach down and stroke his cock.  He wanted to pump forth
another load of his cum, but knew from past experience that he couldn't do
that until coach gave him permission.

Coach stood up and pushed TJ down to his knees.  the guys were looking right
at the Coach's monster cock.

"Would you like to suck on that man pole?" Coach asked looking down at the
horny boy in front of him.

"Oh yes coach, I will suck it if you let me beat off again."

"I thought you might want this cock.  I thought you might want to suck your
Coach's dick."

"Oh yes coach I do.  I want to suck it, I want to taste it, I want to lick
those big hairy nuts too."

"Ah, you're such a good little cock sucker now.  You have really learned how
to beg for cock haven't you."

TJ felt his face turning red.  He knew he had to sound like such a fucking
little cock sucker.  He felt humiliated down here on his knees begging to
lick and suck the big cock in front of him, but he needed it.  He needed to
taste it and to shoot his load.

Coach moved to the desk and sat down.  He scooted back and pulled his legs
up and apart.  His big thick cock flopped back against his furry belly and
his hairy ass was exposed to TJ's hungry eyes.

"Get you little fucking dick licking mouth over her and go to work on my
hairy nuts."

TJ quickly got to his feet and moved to the desk.  He bent his head between
the mans strong muscular legs.  He licked at that hairy nut sack.  He tasted
the sweat and dried cum on those big nuts.  He lapped at the orbs like a dog
would lap up water.

He sucked one of the big orbs into his mouth and massage it with his tongue.
  He repeated this on the other big nut.

Coach enjoyed the feeling of the boys hot tongue working over his hairy
nuts.  Enjoyed the feeling of that hot wet tongue on his balls.

"Oh yeah that is it you fucking little jock dick licker.  Lick those hairy
nuts.  Fuck but your tongue is so dam hot.  You know how to work over a
man's nuts"

TJ kept working on the balls before him.  then he felt Coach's hand on his
head.  felt him being pushed down lower.  felt his tongue touching back
behind those balls.  he took in the manly smell drink in the manly taste.
His tongue touched coach's pucker and he began to pull back, but coach's
grip on him was like iron.  He couldn't pull back even a little bit.

"Come on be a good jock slut at kiss your coach's ass.  Go on pucker up and
kiss that pucker."

TJ broke down and kissed the hole.  He felt his tongue slide along the tight
rose bud and kissed his Coach's hole.

"Good boy," Coach said smiling.

Coach couldn't stand much more of this.  he needed to cum just about as bad
as the boy working on his ass.  He needed to slide his cock deep inside the
jock's tight ass.

"Get up here on this desk," Coach ordered.

TJ did as told and climbed up onto the desk.  He felt coach pulling him
until he was straddling the mans pelvis.

"It is time for you to go on a ride.  Time for you to ride my pole."

"Oh GAWD Coach," TJ moaned looking down at the thick man meat.

"You want to don't you?  You want to fuck yourself on my cock don't you?"

"OH yes coach yes.  I do and I want to cum.  Can I cum?"

"If you ride it really well, perhaps then you will be allowed to shoot."

TJ grabbed the lube that coach had used on his hole earlier and squeezed it
into his hand.  He then applied the greasy stuff to the coach's massive
cock.

Coach watched as TJ positioned himself over the big tool and slowly lowered
himself down onto the rigid man flesh.

The tip of the thick cock touched TJ's tight pucker.  TJ pushed down and
felt his hole stretch.  He could feel the cock sliding inside of him.  He
felt his ass being stretch more by this cock than it had by the anal beads.

"OOHHUUHHHUUHHMMMM," TJ moaned as he slowly impaled himself on the thick
meat.

Down and down he went sinking all that cock up into his ass.  It seemed to
take a long time to fit it all inside, but was really only a few moments.

TJ felt those thick pubes against his smooth skin.  Belt his balls resting
on the Coach and knew he was fully impaled on the coach big saber.

"Now RIDE IT!" Coach ordered.

TJ began to slide up the thick shaft.  All the way to the head and then back
down.  Slowly at first up and down on the thick meat.

Coach watched his cock disappearing and reappearing as the kid slid up and
down on him.  He watched as the boy picked up speed.

"Oh yeah that is it.  Fuck yourself on my cock.  Ride it jock boy.  Ride
your coach's big cock."

TJ did just that he moved faster up and down on coach.  Moved faster and
harder.  His own cock was oozing pre cum like crazy.  It was dripping off
the head and onto the coach's belly.

TJ began to go faster and faster.  He slammed his ass up and down on the
rock hard rod.  His own cock slapping against the Coach's belly as he pushed
hard down onto the Coach's cock.

TJ's whole body was tense and straining.  His tan skin covered and
glistening with sweat.  His muscles flexed and straining as he pumped his
ass up and down on the Coach.  He wanted to cum so bad.  that thick cock
kept hitting just the right spot inside of him.  He made him want it in
harder and deeper.  He wanted and needed to shoot so bad.


Coach was doing his best to hold back and not shoot too soon, but he was
about to go over the edge and blow his load into the kids ass.

"OH fuck that ass is going to get my load," Coach yelled as his cock swelled
and his balls tightened up.

TJ felt the jet of cum hit deep inside him.  Felt the warm man juice
flooding his ass.

the boy continued to riding that big cock as jet after jet of thick hot man
cream filled his bowels.

"IIEEEEEE AWAWAWAWAWAW," Coach cried as he filled the kids insides with his
juice.

The coach's hips were raised off the desk as he had pushed his cock in
deeper than before as he fired salvo after salvo into TJ.

After the last hard blast of cum left the coach's cock, he dropped back down
on the desk.  His breath coming fast and hard as he came down from his
climax.

TJ stayed there on top of the Coach.  that big thick dick still inside him.
His own cock ready to explode.  He just needed to give it a few good strokes
and he would be shooting.

"OH coach, can I cum now?  May I jack off?"


Coach looked up at the hot sweaty boy on top of him.  Looked up at the tense
body.

"Yes TJ you may, but stay right there with that ass around my cock and be
sure to add this load to the cup."

TJ grabbed his cock with one hand and the cup of cum with the other.  He
began pumping his cock.

Coach looked over the hot jock boy sitting on his dick and jacking his cock.
  He could feel the ass squeezing his softening man meat as the boy brought
himself to orgasm.

"OOOHHH yes yes," TJ moaned as he pumped yet another load into the cup.

Once the last shot had left the boys dick Coach asked, "How do you feel
now?"

"Oh better," TJ answered.

He did finally feel as though he had shot all he had and was not ready to
jack off for a while.

"Good," Coach said.  "Now slowly pull yourself off my cock and be sure to
keep that cum in your ass."

TJ did as ordered and pulled himself up and off of the Coach's cock.

"Now get down here and clean up all this jizz you dripped on my belly.

TJ leaned down still keeping his ass clenched tight and lapped up the juice
on the coach's furry belly.

"Good boy," coach said rubbing the jock's head.

TJ felt like a dog who had just pleased his master.  He felt like he was
being rewarded with a pat on the head and maybe that is what it was.  He
felt even more ashamed than before.

"Now drink down all of that cum you shot into that cup."

"What?" TJ said not knowing that he would have to drink his own loads.

"Drink every drop.  You will need the protein."

TJ slowly lifted the cup to his lips and began drinking down the cum.  He
swallowed mouthful after mouthful of his own cum.

"Very good," coach said.  "Now you can clean this mess up while I hit the
shower.  Oh but first turn around and bend over."

TJ did as he was told and he felt something being pushed into his ass.

Coach pushed a but plug into the jocks tight hole.  He did not want the kid
dripping cum all over the office floor.

"I don't want you loosing my load out of that tight ass of yours.  Brandon
will want to eat that hot cream out of there and you will let him."

"Um, yes, but um he isn't here," TJ said.

"I am sure you will find the time to let the guy eat your ass.  He will
probably be hungry for an ass to eat once Wilson is done with him."

Coach stepped into the shower while TJ got started cleaning up the mess.

As TJ wiped up the pools of pre cum and sweat, he couldn't help but wonder
how long he would have to wear this butt plug.  He could feel the Coach's
load inside him and he could feel his ass pushing and straining against the
bug plug.  He hoped he would be able to get Brandon alone really soon and
get him to eat his ass and get rid of this load.

TJ was bent over wiping up the last of the cum as Coach tried himself off.
The sight of that hot tight firm little jock ass made his cock twitch
between his legs.  It looked even hotter with that plug inserted into that
tight pucker.

After TJ had cleaned up all the bodily fluids from the floor, desk and
chair, he took his own shower.  The urge to pull the plug from his ass was
strong but he resisted.  He knew Coach would be really pissed if he pulled
it out.

TJ slowly dressed trying to keep his clothes from putting pressure on the
plug in his ass.  He did not know what sitting down would be like, but he
knew he would be constantly hard with this thing in his ass.

Coach watched the boy put on the last of his clothes and watched him walking
carefully and smiled to himself.

"Now, don't forget that Brandon is the one that gets to remove that plug,"
Coach reminded TJ.

"Yes, I know,"  TJ said.

"And I want proof, so be sure and record it with this."  Coach handed TJ a
digital video camera.

"Um, I um, have to record what we do?" TJ asked.

"Yes.  I want every second of it and be sure to get some good close ups of
his tongue licking that cum from your hole."

"Fuck," TJ moaned under his breath.

"What was that?"

"Um, yes.  um yes I will."

"Good boy," Coach said patting TJ firmly on his ass and making the butt plug
push into his hole.

TJ felt his cock jump at the pressure on the plug.  He knew he would be hard
every time he put the slightest pressure on the thing in his ass.  Shit but
he had to find Brandon and he had to find him soon.

As TJ left the Coach's office, he did not see someone come up beside him
until the person spoke.

"I need your help TJ."

TJ was startled by the voice and almost dropped the camera as he turned.

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