Date: Sat, 31 Aug 2013 15:08:12 -0700 (PDT)
From: Charlie <cosmic709@yahoo.com>
Subject: Becoming a Rugby Bitch 5

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Becoming a Rugby Bitch, Part 5
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On the Monday morning after Coach Perry had given Ryder over to Adam Bates,
he wandered through the student union hoping to find Josh. He was well
aware that Bates had a tendency to take things way across the line, and he
felt the need to do some damage control. Josh was still fragile, and if
things went too fast he would become resistant rather than more
pliant. Perry's ultimate goal was to make Ryder into a bottom bitch who
would serve him at the drop of a hat. That meant he had to keep Ryder in a
good head space.

He found Ryder at a table by himself staring down his breakfast. Perry
walked up and noticed that the food was untouched.

"Not hungry?" he asked.

Ryder looked up. The pensive look on his face turned to apprehension and
then lust when he saw the coach. Perry sat down at the table without
asking.

"What's going on?" Perry asked. When Ryder didn't say anything, Perry said,
"Really, you can talk to me."

"I've just been thinking a lot about all of this stuff."

"The sex stuff?"

"Yeah." Ryder said quickly. Perry reached over and grabbed his knee and
squeezed. "Sir." Ryder added with a little bit of a smile.

"Does it bother you? What we're doing together?"

"I don't know. I guess I've always had these desires but I never thought
I'd act on them. Now . . . fuck Coach, I did things in front of my
roommate." Ryder's face turned red.

"Did he care?"

"No. He was cool about it and said he didn't mind having a gay
roommate. When I got home he told me I couldn't touch his stuff, but
otherwise he doesn't care."

"Did you like doing it?"  Perry asked. He wanted to slowly walk Josh
through the experience to try to get him past the guilt and to notice how
much he had enjoyed himself.

"At the time. Yeah." Ryder said.

"What parts?"

"I know it sounds sick, but I like getting used, humiliated, made to do
things I wouldn't do otherwise. When Conor was there, in the room, it just
made me harder."

"Then what's the problem?" Coach Perry asked.

"I feel so fucked up afterward." Ryder said.

"You're only going to figure yourself out if you keep moving forward,
Josh. Eventually things will start to make sense. For now, don't over think
it." Perry stood up. He put his hand on the back of Ryder's neck. He wanted
to maul the kid right there in the cafeteria but had to hold back. "Just
follow your cock," he said.

Perry walked away. He knew that later in the day, when Ryder was back in
the all male atmosphere of the locker-room, surrounded by beautiful bodies
and big dicks, his desires would outweigh his guilt. Sure enough, when
Ryder began to change into his practice clothes, Perry noticed that his
dick was hard. He walked over to the kid and grabbed him just as he was
about to pull on his jock.

"Skip that today." Perry said, "I want you to go commando."

"But . . ." Ryder started to say.

Perry grabbed the back of his neck. "Remember who you're talking to."

Ryder put the jockstrap back down. "Yes sir." he mumbled.

When the team was assembled in the warm-up room, Perry broke them into two
groups. Ryder's group would head outside to run drills and then would
return to do circuit training. Ryder ran the drills and then moved on to
the weights. Like the rest of his group he was soaked with sweat. Ryder and
his group started lifting. The intense cardio had kept his mind off of sex,
but now he couldn't keep his eyes to himself. As he spotted one dude,
Ryder's eyes would drift down to his crotch. When he was doing bench
presses, he would look upward and hope to get a glimpse of underwear or
cock through a loose pair of shorts. Every man in the room was a sexual
object to him.

The spotting, touching, and high-fiving worked on him. He felt like two
guys. One part of him was acting out a role - being a jock and bro among
his friends. The other part of him was dreaming of getting with each of
these guys. His body went on autopilot, while his mind cooked up fantasies.

Ryder had no idea that his dick was hard or that anyone had noticed until
his teammate Tyler, the senior who was spotting him, said, "You thinking
about some girl, Ryder, or are you thinking about me?"

Ryder snapped out of it and gave Tyler a quizzical look.

"Your dick's hard, bro," Tyler said. "I know I'm a stud and all, but
really."

"It's not . . ." Ryder started to say.

"No, I get it man. Irresistible stud helping you lift weights. Big hairy
legs straddling your face. Junk hanging over you. If I'd have known, I
would have been more careful." Tyler smiled while he talked.

"Dude, I'm not . . ' Ryder said.

"Man," Tyler said in astonishment. "You're still hard." He reached down and
grabbed at the tent in Ryder's pants. Ryder freaked. One touch too many and
he would blow a load. He pulled away quickly and fell off of the inclined
bench.

"Whoa, dude. I was just playing around." Tyler said. "You don't have to
freak out."

The other guys had now gathered around and someone asked Tyler what was
going on.

"Nothing. I was just teasing him for throwing a bone." Tyler said. He
looked down at Ryder, "It happens to all of us, man. I was just hazing you
a little hazing because you're a newbie."

"You got the hots for us, Josh," Another senior named Tanner said with a
big grin. "We're pretty irresistible."

Ryder's face blushed beet red, and he saw a glimmer of understanding pass
between Tyler and Tanner. Up until now, they had just been teasing
him. They didn't really think he was gay. Now something about Ryder's
demeanor made them doubt that he was straight. Maybe it was the fact that
he was still on his knees in front of them or that the tent in his pants
was just as visible as before. In any case, they figured that maybe Ryder
hadn't been thinking about a girl after all.

"No prob, man, if that's what you're into." Tanner said tying to not sound
like an asshole.

"Yeah, bro." Tyler said. He held out a hand to help Ryder up. "I was just
playing around."

Ryder was burning with embarrassment, but he didn't deny what they
implied. He sat there, tight-lipped. "It's ok." Ryder said finally. "I was
just zoned out, that's all."

Coach Perry had watched it all from behind the two way mirror in his
office. Ryder drooling over the guys, pitching a tent in his pants, and
them eventually seeing it. It went exactly how he had planned.

After he finished lifting, Ryder went to his locker. Bates was nowhere to
be found, and Ryder breathed a sigh of relief. The last thing he needed at
this point was to confront Bates' naked body. Instead, when he turned
around he found Tyler, standing behind him with a towel wrapped around his
waist. His chest glimmered with clean water. He had to be Greek or Latin
because his skin was a dark olive color and his nipples were dark, dark
brown. Ryder glanced at his rippling stomach before looking up at his face.

When he looked at Tyler's face, something happened to Ryder that had never
happened before. His heart skipped a beat, his dick throbbed, and his ass
twitched. The guy was so beautiful. Tall, dark, and handsome. He had an
angular face, perfect white teeth, and deep brown eyes. His hair was buzzed
short and framed his face perfectly.

Ryder just barely muttered a "Hey," while he moved his hands to cover his
crotch.

"Hey," Tyler said. "About before, I was just joking around. If it hit too
close to home, I'm sorry."

"Thanks, but I'm really not . . " Ryder stopped. Should he really deny that
he was gay, yet again? He paused as he considered it.

"You'll figure it out, bro. Don't worry about it." Tyler said before
walking away.

Ryder was about to hit the showers when Coach Perry walked by him. "Skip
the shower, boy, and come by my office."

Ryder's cock was hard again. He didn't feel even a little divided. Whatever
was going on with Perry, he liked it a lot. He closed up his locker and
went to Perry's office to meet the coach. Perry was wearing a pair of red
track pants and a gray college t-shirt. A whistle hung from his neck.

"Fuck, that Tyler Manning is a stud, huh?" he said to no one in particular.

"Yes, sir." Ryder said back.

"And you pitched a tent right in front of him. Well done. You're turning
into a real cock-hound." Perry said. "You know, I've never been able to get
a read on that guy, but maybe he'll come after you."

Ryder blushed. The thought that someone like Tyler might, even just
possibly, be interested in him seemed impossible.

"Don't fool yourself, boy." Perry said. "You're a hot commodity."

Perry got up and walked toward Ryder. Some part of Ryder still feared
Perry. He was a huge man, hairy and strong. His body gave off an odor of
masculinity and sweat. As he came forward, Ryder's fight or flight instinct
always kicked in, and he felt nervous. Perry walked around him and grabbed
one of his ass cheeks.

"You are one pretty boy. I fucking did right when I picked you." Perry
said. He continued to massage Ryder's ass cheeks. "Fuck me. Your ass is
amazing."

Perry dropped to his knees behind Ryder and pulled down the back half of
his shorts. He buried his face in the sweaty ass crack and licked from the
bottom of Ryder's balls to the top of his crack. The boy tasted like sweat,
and smelled like the locker-room. Ryder groaned loudly when Perry's tongue
touched his hole and pushed backward. Perry responded by thrusting his
forehead forward and knocking the kid off balance. Ryder caught himself on
the corner of the desk.

Perry stood back up. "God, I love your sweaty body. You guys all get me so
hot. That's why I need a boy like you, Josh. I need someone to relieve the
pressure."

He grabbed onto Ryder's neck and rubbed the muscles. He was rough at first
but got gentler as he moved his fingers up toward Ryder's hair line. Ryder
tensed up when he first touched him but slowly relaxed. Perry lulled him
into a stupor and then said, "You like being my boy, don't you. My boy,
who'll do whatever I want."

"Yes, sir." Ryder said.

"You're mine?" Perry asked.

"Yes, I'm yours, sir."

"From now on, I want you to come to my office first thing in the morning to
see if I need a blow-job. And check with me everyday after practice. No
more slinking off and no more avoiding me."

"Yes sir."

Perry laughed a little. "If I told you to go and find Tyler Manning right
now and ask him if you can suck his cock, would you do it?" Ryder's body
tensed up and then relaxed.

"Yes sir."

"Really?" Perry asked with surprise.

"I would try, sir."

"Good. Now take off your clothes." Perry said.

Ryder stripped off his practice jersey and shorts. Perry picked the shorts
off the ground and lifted them to his nose. The smell of teen jock, not
quite a man yet, filled his nostrils. His dick throbbed as he smiled and
sniffed again. This was the smell that woke up his inner warrior. It made
him feel alive and made him want to conquer the body that produced it.

"You know what I'm going to do, right?" Perry asked.

"Yes, sir. You're going to fuck me." Ryder said.

"Good answer, boy," he said, "Seeing that you're still here and you're not
running away, you must like that idea."

Ryder didn't say anything.

"Did you like it last time, boy?" Perry asked.

Ryder hesitated. "A little. Mostly it hurt. But sometimes, I liked it."

"You'll learn to love the way I make you hurt." Perry said. "That's the
secret about butt fucking. The hurt is what makes it fun."

Perry bent in and kissed Ryder along the jaw line. He moved his mouth up to
Ryder's ear and then bit down hard. He wanted to confuse the boy with a mix
of pleasure and pain, slowly getting him used to the fact the he was there
to get Perry off. He lifted one of Ryder's arms and took a quick lick at
his pit - more sweat and stink for him to lick up. He rubbed his face in it
and then moved to Ryder's nipple. Again he bit down hard and this time he
felt Ryder's body tense up. At the same time, he felt the kid's hard dick
stab him in the thigh. Whatever his mind might think, Ryder was clearly in
the mood for sex. Perry moved back to Ryder's mouth. Ryder opened up for
him and didn't resist the kiss at all. Perry reached down and grabbed
Ryder's cock and balls. Slowly he increased the pressure, squeezing harder
and harder until Ryder started to whine into his mouth. When he released
his grip, he immediately started to jack Ryder's dick. The boy moaned from
the sudden pleasure.

Without talking Perry moved over to the couch and sat down. He pulled off
his shorts and patted the inside of his leg. Hypnotized by Perry's massive
cock, Ryder walked over and fell to his knees. He took the head of Perry's
dick into his mouth and sucked. The coach slid back his foreskin and let
Ryder lick up a day's worth of dick slime before pushing him down to his
balls. He gave Ryder a minute to acclimate to the heat and moisture of his
crotch before pushing him lower. Ryder hesitated.

"I don't want to force you boy. Get your mouth on my asshole." Perry
ordered.

Ryder still didn't go for it. Perry bent over, reached down, and grabbed
Ryder's left tit. He twisted harder and harder until Ryder finally pushed
his face into his crack. As soon as he felt the boy's tongue on his
asshole, Perry grabbed the kid's skull and pushed him into his crack.

"That's right boy." Perry hissed as he lifted his legs, "Make out with my
asshole. Get your tongue in there."

Ryder kept licking him, but never really went for it like Perry wanted him
too. It would take a few sessions before he enjoyed licking ass as much as
he liked sucking cock.

Perry pulled Ryder's face out of his crotch. "Learn to love it fag, because
a good rim job is expected. You worship every part of your man's body. Got
it."

"Yes sir," Ryder said.

"You want my cock now, boy?"

"Yes sir." Ryder said, and Perry could tell he genuinely meant it.

"Then lick my asshole like you mean it. This is your only chance." Perry
said.

Ryder pushed his face back between Perry's legs and licked at his
asshole. It was a tentative lick. Perry grabbed the back of Ryder's head
and shoved him forward hard. "Get the fuck in there cock slut." he
growled. He held Ryder's head against his body tight, determined to either
get a proper rim-job or to choke the boy out. Finally, Ryder shoved his
tongue against his asshole and started to lick it like it deserved. Perry
released some of the tension. "That's right, boy, not as bad as you
thought, huh?"

He let Ryder go at his ass for a few minutes before he pulled away. Perry
sat on the couch with his legs spread eagle. His massive ten inch dick
stood up in front of him like a pillar of marble. His foreskin had peeled
back just a little bit, framing his big piss-slit. A river of precum oozed
down the side. Perry slid his hand up and down his shaft, watching as Ryder
gazed at his dick.

"You ready for it?" Perry asked.

"Yes." Ryder hissed.

Perry tossed him a bottle of lube. "Get it ready, then."

Ryder poured the lube onto Perry's dick and gently rubbed it over every
veiny inch of the man's cock. Perry almost laughed because Ryder was being
so gentle and attentive. He couldn't tell if the kid was anxious about
getting fucked or excited. When Ryder finished, he grabbed the lube and
turned his boy around.

Ryder's perfect ass bulged out toward him. He drizzled the lube down
Ryder's ass crack and worked it into his hole with his index finger. Ryder
moaned a little when he rubbed his hole.

"Feel good, boy?" Perry asked.

"Yes, sir." Ryder said.

Perry pressed his finger against the hole and began to work it
in. Initially Ryder pulled away but then he pushed back.

"That's right, boy. Fuck yourself on my finger."

Ryder rode the coach's thick digit for a half a minute until Perry pulled
it out. "OK, boy. Climb up onto me."

Perry leaned back on the couch. Ryder climbed up over him and planted a
knee against each of the coach's hips. He waited patiently for the coach to
make a move. Finally, Perry reached up and grabbed one of his nipples. He
twisted hard and saw Ryder wince. "Fucking get me off, boy." he yelled.

Ryder reached behind him and grabbed Perry's dick. It was hot, slick, and
throbbed in his hand. It felt harder than it had ever felt before. He lined
it up with his asshole and pushed down. The pain was intense as his hole
opened up, but he knew that if he didn't get it in quickly, the Coach would
put it in for him. He bore down and kept pushing until the coach's fat
cock-head finally slid inside of him. Perry moaned loudly and put his hands
on Josh's thighs, gently pushing him downward. Ryder got about four inches
into his ass before he pulled back off. The pain was milder than it had
been the first time he got fucked, but he still felt stretched out to the
limit.

Slowly, Ryder rocked back and forth on Perry's dick. The feeling of warmth
and tightness that surrounded his cock was incredible, and Perry wanted
more. He matched Ryder's down stroke with a little bit of a thrust and dug
in another two inches. Ryder groaned in pain.

"Don't think about how it feels for you. Think about how it feels for me."
Perry said.

Ryder looked into the coach's eyes. Earlier he had been excited to get
fucked, but now he wasn't so sure. On top of feeling like his ass was being
torn in half, his thighs were burning. He'd done a bunch of squats just an
hour before, and he could barely keep himself upright.

"Take it, boy. Just take it all." Perry said. He put his hands on Ryder's
hips and pushed him downward. "Do it." he said sternly.

Ryder slowly slid downward. He felt a pain deep inside his gut, like Perry
had hit a wall and couldn't go any further. He relaxed and let the big cock
slide in even deeper. Finally, he felt Perry's thick pubic bush tickling
his balls and he settled down into the Coach's lap.

Perry leaned back and closed his eyes. "Ride me boy. Ride me until I shoot
my cum in your gut."

Ryder started to move his hips up and down. It took a minute, but the
Coach's dick no longer felt like an invader in his body, and he started to
enjoy the feeling of it sliding in and out of him. Being on top, and sort
of in control, gave him the opportunity to pace himself. Soon, his own dick
was hard and a moan of pleasure escaped his lips.

Perry opened his eyes, "You're starting to like it, aren't you."

Ryder smiled as he slid back down onto the coach's dick. "Yes, Coach." he
said.

"Go a little faster,"

The coach closed his eyes again, and Ryder picked up the pace. He never
would have guessed that he would be riding a man's cock like a chick, but
here he was. The Coach's awesome torso stretched out in front of him. Solid
and firm, dark brown hair covered the tan skin. Ryder let his fingers dance
through the hair on the coach's stomach. His eyes wandered up to the
coach's nipples and then to his hairy armpits. Ryder bent forward and
licked the coach's chest. The smell of sweat and man-musk surrounded him.

"That's right boy. Let your inner cock slut out." Perry groaned, "Let
yourself love this."

He grabbed onto the back of Ryder's head and moved him up to his pit. He'd
already discovered that the kid had a thing for the way a man smells, and
he might as well use it to his advantage. As Ryder began to lick away at
his hairy pit, he stopped riding Perry's dick, so Perry started to gently
fuck his ass. After several minutes, he felt like he was going to blow.

"I'm going blow my load inside you, boy." Perry growled. "You want that?"

He pulled Ryder's face off of his chest by the hair and looked at Ryder in
the eyes. Ryder looked half drunk with lust and nodded.

"Start jerking yourself off. I want you to cum with me." Perry said.

He started to thrust upwards into Josh's ass deeper and more strongly. He
used his hands to move the kid around on top of his cock, ensuring that he
would be stretched and poked in every way possible. Finally, Ryder started
groaning, and Perry pulled out at least five inches. The boy started to cum
and his asshole rhythmically clenched down on the Coach's cock. Perry
groaned and thrust in deep, letting his nuts expel his load. He felt blast
after blast of cum fill Ryder's insides. It seemed like he let out a gallon
of nut. His eyes closed and his head fell backward. When he finally looked
up, he saw the rivers of cum across his chest and harsh reek of semen
filled his nostrils. Ryder was still planted on his dick, and looked half
exhausted and half amazed.

"Jesus fuck, boy." Perry said as he looked at the ocean of cum pooling in
the ripples of his stomach.

"That was amazing . .. sir." Ryder said. He pulled himself off of Perry and
started to lick up his load. His leg straddled Perry's thigh and he could
feel his own cum dripping out of the kid's ass. Finally Ryder finished
giving Perry his tongue bath. Perry stood up and walked over to his desk.

He handed Ryder a book on massage and told him to study up. "Your test is
this Friday," he said, "I don't want to have to show you what happens if
you fail."

Perry walked over and picked Ryder's clothes up off the floor. He took one
last sniff at the teen jock's clothing before tossing them into Ryder's
lap. "You're turning into a good fag, Josh. You're starting to get
it. Don't forget to come by tomorrow morning to see if I have a load to
feed you."

Perry turned his back to Ryder and pulled his own pants back on. When he
turned back around, Ryder was still sitting on the couch. He had a sad look
in his eye that Perry recognized. Post orgasmic guilt was starting to
settle in and Ryder was trying to decide whether or not he liked what had
happened. Perry decided to make sure he came down on the right side.

He walked over to Ryder and lifted him to his feet. He grabbed onto his
chin and said, "You're a good boy, Josh," then he pressed his lips against
Ryder's. He ran his hands across the back of his boy's body and caressed
his ass. When he broke off the kiss, the sadness was gone. Ryder's eyes
were once again filled with lust.

"I'll see you tomorrow, sir." Ryder said with a smile.

"8 am." Perry said firmly, before showing Ryder out the door.

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