Date: Tue, 20 Jun 2000 21:20:57 -0700 (PDT)
From: Conor O'Leary <conor500@yahoo.com>
Subject: Baseball Team Rapes Teacher, Part 4

	   Baseball Team Rapes Teacher
	    Part 4:  Weekend Workout
		  by Conor


Mr. Flanagan was enjoying a nice Saturday afternoon in
his modest house.  He was sitting in his living room
watching television, and wearing jeans and a
sweatshirt.  He had plans to go out with some friends
later on in the day, but for now he was happy just
relaxing.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the front door.  Mr.
Flanagan wasn't expecting anyone, and he thought about
not answering it.  But then he thought better of it,
and got up and went to the door.

What he saw when he opened the door almost made him
faint.

He saw Kevin first, standing there with a smirk on his
face.  Behind him Mr. Flanagan saw Jeremy, another
baseball player, Brian, the quarterback of the
football team, and a tall black boy that Mr. Flanagan
recognized but did not know.  And behind all of them
was Coach Jackson.

It had been nearly two weeks since the encounter with
Kevin and Coach Jackson in Mr. Flanagan's classroom.
He had tried to avoid them ever since, but it was
difficult since he had Kevin in his class for one
period each day.  Everyday, Kevin would give him funny
looks, and he always made lewd comments when no one
was around.  But there had been no more sexual
demands.

And now, Mr. Flanagan was in a panic.  "What the hell
are you doing at my house?!" he demanded.  He started
to slam the door shut.

But Kevin pushed his way in front of the door and held
it open.  "Don't worry, Mr. Flanagan," he said with a
sneer.  "We're doing a bottle and can drive.  We're
just here to see if you have any bottles or cans to
donate."

"I don't think so, Kevin," said Mr. Flanagan.  "I
think you should leave."

"But Mr. Flanagan, you're a teacher," whined Kevin.
"Surely you don't mind helping out some young
athletes?"  Kevin pushed his way past his teacher and
walked into the house.  The others followed.

Coach Jackson shut the door behind him.  "How's it
going, Flanagan?" he said, as he sat down on the
couch.  "Mind if I make myself comfortable?"

"You all need to leave right now!" shouted the
desperate teacher.  "I'll call the cops!"

Kevin laughed.  "I really doubt that, Mr. Flanagan.
You've got a lot more to lose than we do.  Now stop
your whining."

The boys all found seats around the living room as
Kevin talked to Mr. Flanagan.  They were all dressed
in their uniforms; Mr. Flanagan guessed this was part
of the bottle drive.  Kevin and Jeremy both wore tight
baseball uniforms, and even without a cup Kevin's
crotch bulged obscenely.  Brian, the 6-foot-2,
240-pound quarterback, wore tight pants and his
football jersey.  And the other boy, who was at least
6-foot-4, wore the baggy tank top and shorts of a
basketball player.  Coach Jackson was wearing a gray
sweatsuit.

"Well, Mr. Flanagan," said Kevin, "I believe you've
met Brian and Jeremy before.  So I'd like to introduce
you to Derrick."  Kevin pointed towards the tall black
boy, who nodded his head at the teacher.

"I've heard a lot about you," said the basketball
player as he stood up and walked toward Mr. Flanagan.
"It's nice to finally meet you."

Mr. Flanagan could see a very impressive rod rising in
Derrick's loose shorts, and he slowly backed away from
him.  He thought about running away, or following
through on his threat to call the police.  But, he
knew his only option was to do exactly as these boys
said.

"Are you ready for some hot jock cock, Mr. Flanagan?"
Kevin said as he stood up.  "Go ahead, Derrick, give
it to him."  Derrick stepped up to Mr. Flanagan and
pulled his shorts down so that his cock and balls hung
out over the waistband.  With just a moment's
hesitation, Mr. Flanagan fell to his knees and put his
hand on the thick, black, 10-inch cock that stood
before him.  He stuck his tongue out and licked the
head, which tasted of sweat and precum.

"Okay, you fag teacher," said Derrick suddenly.  "It's
time to suck my big black dick."  He pushed Mr.
Flanagan's head into his crotch.  The teacher opened
wide and sucked the erection deep into his throat.  He
slid his lips back and forth over the sensitive skin.

The tall basketball player was impressed as he watched
this teacher take his 10-incher all the way to the
root.  He had fucked a lot of girls at his school -- a
lot of the rich, private school girls saw hooking up
with a black guy as a thrill, and as an act of
rebellion.  But none of them had ever been able to
suck down his whole cock.

Meanwhile, the other players and the coach had
gathered around this scene, rubbing their swelling
crotches as they watched the tall black stud face-fuck
their favorite little teacher.

One by one, the athletes and the coach began to strip
their clothes off, until they were all wearing nothing
but their bulging jock straps.  Each one was stroking
his hardening cock, and looking on in horny
anticipation of what was to come.  Kevin pulled his
12-inch monster cock out of his jock, and said, "Okay,
Flanagan, I think it's time that you got rid of those
clothes.  I hope you don't mind a little break in the
action, Derrick."

Derrick looked like he did mind, but nonetheless
pulled his big black cock out of the teacher's mouth.
Mr. Flanagan complied with Kevin's order, and began to
take off his clothes.  Derrick, however, could not
wait.  As he stroked his spit-soaked dick, he called
out to Brian, the big quarterback, "Hey Brian, why
don't you get over here?"

Brian was clearly confused by this demand.  "What do
you want, Derrick?"

"I want you to suck my fucking cock, Brian."

Brian backed away from the basketball star.  "I don't
suck dick, man."

"Well you do now," said Derrick as he stepped up to
Brian and pushed him to his knees.  Before Brian could
protest, Derrick had rammed his 10-incher into the
football player's mouth.  Brian tried to pull away,
but Derrick had a firm grasp on the back of his head.
After just a few seconds, Brian seemed to have gotten
used to having a cock down his throat, and began to
suck it more eagerly.

Meanwhile, Kevin was positioning himself behind the
now-naked Mr. Flanagan, who was on his hands and knees
on the floor.  "I'm going to fuck you, you fag
teacher," said Kevin devilishly.  "Do you want me to
fuck you?"  Mr. Flanagan looked away from Kevin and
said nothing.  At this point Coach Jackson stepped in.

"The boy asked you a question, Flanagan," said the
coach.  "Aren't you going to answer him?"  Still, Mr.
Flanagan said nothing.  Coach Jackson stepped up to
his colleague and kicked him solidly in the ribs.
"Answer him!"

Mr. Flanagan, who was now clearly in pain, broke down
and mumbled, "I want you to fuck me, please fuck me."


"That's better," said Kevin as he lined his cockhead
up against his teacher's tight hole.  In one motion he
rammed his foot-long cock deep into Mr. Flanagan's
body, causing the teacher to moan in pain.  He still
had not gotten used to the tremendous size of Kevin's
rod, and it felt like his insides were being torn
apart.  Kevin fucked his ass brutally, slamming his
huge pole in and out of his teacher's ass without
mercy.

By now, Coach Jackson was ready for some action of his
own.  He turned to his young baseball player, Jeremy.
"Are you ready to suck some dick, Jeremy?"  Jeremy
nodded, fell to his knees, and pulled his coach's
9-inch hard-on out of his jockstrap.  He sucked on the
head for a few moments, then sucked the entire length
down his throat.  Coach Jackson knew he was in for a
treat.  This was not the first time he'd been serviced
by Jeremy, and he knew it would not be the last.

This sucking and fucking continued for quite some
time.  Derrick was enjoying the blowjob he was getting
from Brian, but he wanted to try something new.  "Hey
Kevin," he called out, "I'd really love a shot at Mr.
F's ass.  Wanna trade?"

Although that was really the last thing Kevin wanted
to do, he knew he had to share.  He pulled his long
rod out of Mr. Flanagan's hole, and walked over to
Derrick and Brian.  Derrick put his hand on Kevin's
rod for just a moment, and whistled.  "So it really is
true, huh Kev?" he said.  "That is one fucking huge
piece of meat."

Kevin just smiled.  Derrick pulled his cock out of
Brian's mouth, and before the quarterback even had a
chance to breathe, Kevin had thrust his dick into his
mouth.  Brian gagged at first as Kevin forced his 12
inches of meat into his throat; he wasn't sure there
was room for the extra inches.  But soon his throat
expanded to accommodate the oversized erection, and
Brian was sucking Kevin off for all he was worth.

Derrick, meanwhile, had positioned Mr. Flanagan on his
back with his legs spread wide.  He slowly slid his
black cock into the teacher's ass, then began to
slam-fuck Mr. Flanagan without mercy.

Mr. Flanagan could not believe all this was happening
in his own home.  He felt like he was truly helpless
against these boys -- what could he do besides obey
their commands?  He knew they could not keep this a
secret forever, and when it got out that he was having
sex with his students he would lose his job, and
probably get sent to jail.  No one would believe him
if he tried to explain the truth, that these high
school boys had forced him into it.  He knew he had to
play along, and hope that no one found out.

It wasn't long before Derrick was ready to shoot.  He
had never felt anything like this before, and after
just a few minutes he dumped his huge load deep inside
Mr. Flanagan's ravaged asshole.  When Mr. Flanagan
felt this, he couldn't help but shoot his own load all
over his chest and stomach.

At the same time, Coach Jackson was showering Jeremy's
face and hair with cum, and the young baseball player
was jerking himself off furiously.  Soon he shot all
over the carpet and collapsed on the floor next to the
coach.

By this time Kevin had called Mr. Flanagan over and
ordered him to go down on Brian's hard 8-incher.
Brian obviously appreciated the attention, as he began
to suck Kevin's erection harder and faster.  Brian
could not believe he was actually giving another guy a
blow job.  He had gotten plenty of head from the girls
at school, including his cheerleader girlfriend, but
he never thought he would be the one on his knees with
a cock down his throat.  He was ashamed to realize
that he really enjoyed it.

Soon Kevin had had enough.  He slammed his cock deep
down Brian's throat and began to shoot.  Brian gagged
on the enormous load, but managed to suck it all down.
 At the same time, he shot his load down Mr.
Flanagan's throat.  Brian couldn't believe what he was
feeling.  The sensation of taking one boy's load down
his own throat while shooting his own load down
another's was simply amazing.

After over an hour of fucking and sucking, all six of
the men and boys were worn out.  They all lay sprawled
on the floor or on the couch, many of them covered in
cum.  Soon, the boys got hungry, and got up to raid
the kitchen.  "You don't mind if we help ourselves, do
you Mr. Flanagan?" asked Kevin as he grabbed a beer
out of the fridge.

The teacher said nothing.  He just hoped the boys
would decide to leave before they got horny for more.


To be continued...

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Hi everybody.  I'm sorry it's taken me so long to get
this out, but I hope you all find it was worth the
wait.  Thanks for all your comments and suggestions,
and I want to give a special thanks to "Gym Junky",
who gave me the idea for this chapter.  If you have
any comments or suggestions for future chapters, or
just wanna chat, email me at conor500@yahoo.com.
Thanks!