Date: Sat, 24 Apr 2004 16:40:38 -0700 (PDT)
From: AAAAA BBBBB <curt123456789@sbcglobal.net>
Subject: Dominated by Boss's Son Chapter 8

Note: All Character are 18 or over.  Do not read this if it is illegal
where you live, or if you are offended by gay sex.

The next week was another hard one.  Paul told me that I would host a
bachelor party on Friday night for a bunch of ivy league frat rats.  I have
always resented guys who were born with a silver spoon in their mouth.
Regardless, I would be servicing a bunch of those guys on Fri.  Paul said
he wanted my gas tank full by then, so I got extra feedings.  Paul & Jake
pumped their testosterone loaded baby batter down my throat every day.

 I also had workouts with Coach Gunn after work.  We would lift weights in
the high school weight room till we were exhausted and dripping with sweat;
then, my second workout would start.  Tongue exercises on his wet jock
pouch, long licks on his shaft, velvet buzz saw on his piss slit, spit
washing his hairy nuts, and tongue drills into his ass hole.  My legs and
ass hole got a workout too doing squats on Coach's oversized tool.  Coach
never forgot my throat.  He always stretched my throat good before dumping
his load down my throat.

Thursday evening was different.  Coach had me bent over a weight bench.  He
had conveniently put a pile of dirty jock straps on the bench by my head.
Coach pressed one of the still damp pouches to my face while his other hand
fingered my ass.  I played sports in high school and some in college.
Locker rooms, showers, and the smell of man sweat never made my dick swell.
I sure never though about smelling a guy's jock, so why was the smell of
this jock making my ass quiver and suck coaches finger?  I know Paul had
trained me to be a talented bottom, but I went from straight to spunk
addicted locker room whore in months.  It did not add up.  This thought
slipped out of my mind as Coach forced another finger up my ass.

" This smell familiar ?  Who's is it ?  You must know who's ball sweat is
making you hump my hand?  Here, suck on the fabric.  That ought to help you
out.  So who's is it bitch ?"

I saw a picture in my head of Ben's face looking down at me.  Like I was
blowing him.

I said "Ben's "

"Good boy"

Coach pulled Ben's dick pouch out of my mouth and put a third finger in my
ass.  I had to identify each jock.  I got only one wrong.  He whipped my
ass for that.  Some pain, but the worst part was knowing I screwed up, and
he was pissed off.  I got the next one right, and his finger's were back in
my butt.  After I had identified all (or almost all) the dude's jocks,
coach started stuffing the pouches in my face.  He let the straps hang out.
My mouth was stretched wide when the last of the mesh pouches was pushed
into my pie hole.  My ass lips were also stretched farther than ever
before.  Five fingers up to the knuckle.  I thought I was about to be
fisted for the first time.  Part of my brain was scared shitless, but the
part in control would have begged for it if my mouth was not crammed full.
Fisting did not happen this time, Coach replaced his hand with his monster
cock and fucked me hard.  The salt and funk leaked out of the jocks and
down my throat.  It was gross, but I still liked it.  The taste of a real
man's balls turns my normal brain to whoring mush, so I was not even
surprised or startled when Coach yelled out.

"You boys are right on time.  Take a few pics of the cum dumps face, then
pull your jocks out and fuck it.  Paul wants some pics of him like this for
the web site.  Take some close ups of his face & pussy mouth and some long
shots showing him riding cock while he sucks your jocks clean.  "

Picture taking seemed to take forever, but finally the dudes pulled the
straps out of my face.

Coach " The hungry cunt loves the flavor of your dicks so much he can pick
out your sweaty jocks with his taste buds."

Jason " Yea, but I left him a big hint, a big yellow piss stain.  Did you
like that bitch?  Did you like sucking the piss out of my pouch?  Taste
good ? "

I looked up to see Jason's face just before he pushed my lips down this
shaft.  I gagged even though I was now an expert cock sucker.  It was just
faster than I was expecting.

Jason:" Yea gag on my meat, Milk it with your throat while Coach feeds dick
to your hungry ass."

Jason kept up the trash talk.  I loved it.  I loved having this young man's
hard-on in my mouth.  Loved the bitter taste of his cum as he finished way
too soon.  But my throat was not empty for long.  All the young men I had
serviced on Saturday were here taking another turn.  Coach kept a steady
long dicking pace in my butt while the men emptied their nuts.  Jon was the
last one to fuck my face.  I sucked hard on his head even after he came.  I
was so dick crazed, I did not want to give up the last cock.

Jon slapped the back of my head " Easy cocksucker.  I'm sensitive after I
cum.  I know you are desperate for more dick.  Paul told us how much you
need our cum in your belly.  But you are going to have to wait a few
minutes for the next load from my nuts.  Jason is ready to feed your pussy
mouth again.  Suck him off bitch."

Jason was ready.  They all were ready when their turn came around.  They
all pumped big loads into my me.  18 year old jocks are walking cum
factories.  The first go around had definitely been a fast hit and run kind
of thing.  The Men gave me a real face fuck the 2nd time around.  Jason
skull fucked me hard, trying to make me choke and showing off in front of
his buds.  Doug long dicked my throat till he was close then let my tease a
gusher out of his cock with only tongue action.  Ben & Vince both came
while their bones were buried in my throat.  Ron made a point of shooting
all his cum in my mouth.  He wanted to see it on my tongue before he let me
swallow.  Coach had to slow his fucking down to last till Jon pumped out
his 2nd load.  I think coach was determined to keep his monster cock in my
ass while all of his boys were dumping their loads in me.

Coach: " Cum breath, thank the Men for feeding you.  Tell them how much you
like the taste of their jizz.  The boys gave you a good nice dinner, tube
steak with creamy stud sauce, but I'm sure you are still hungry for desert.
Hurry up and thank each of the men.  Then, I'll give you some of Coach
Gunn's special ball pudding."

Most of the men rolled with laughter as I looked them in the eye and
thanked them for their jizz.  Jason and Ron did not laugh though.  It was
more like they were looking straight inside my head and making plans on how
to use me next.

Coach had been near cumming for a while and was eager to get off.

Coach:" On your back.  Hang your head off the bench.  I'm taking a straight
shot down your throat.  You have never taken my meat to the root, but you
are now.  Take it to the root or choke to death trying."

Coach did not give me any time to think about it.  Just started fucking my
mouth, His big head went just to the back of my mouth for the first minute,
then, an inch pushed down my gullet.  I was ready and did not choke.  Coach
had experience and control.  Feed me a little more dick every thrust.  It
felt like I had 2 feet of cock going down my throat and I still had not
felt coach's balls on my chin.  I was ready to manic and wanted to gag.
Was not getting enough air.

Coach" Good boy, almost there.  You want all this dick in you.  Think about
how much you want my cum.  Another inch to go.  Your throat is fucking
milking my cock.  You are a natural cocksucker."

Ron: " Look at that shit.  He's taking it all now.  Over a foot of cock
going in and out of his throat.  If you weren't slowing down on the back
stoke, the bitch would suffocate on your meat.  Coach, let me fuck him.
That would be over 21" of dick in the bitch.  Come on it would be so hot.
Our dicks will almost meat in the middle.  The cunt will love it."

Coach: " OK, but you are the only one who can fuck him tonight.  The boy
has a big job tomorrow.  We can't wear out his holes tonight.  Hurry up,
I'm close. Get some pics of this.  Match my rhythm.  Want to fill him up
with Real Cock Meat.  Hurry up. Yell out when you are close sperming him.
Want him to feal cum pumping into both ends at once."

I was still concentrating on relaxing my throat and breathing when Ron
lifted my legs and buried his rod.  I was close to passing out, but I tried
hard to keep it together, to please the cocks in my holes and to make them
cum.  Luckily for me, the double dicking did not last long.  Coach has
incredible dick control.  The monster swelled bigger and started pumping
straight down my throat as Ron started yelling.

Ron: "I'm CUMMING.  Take it bitch.  Take my fucking wad up your ass.  You
like that?  Like being breed?  Like being my fucking cum rag?"

Coach: " Yea, fucking bury your dick all the way and fill that ass.  I'm
dumping in his mouth right now.  Yea, lick my dick head while I white wash
your mouth."

I wanted to cum so bad, but I had to wait till Friday night.  Wait till
after a whole bunch of frat rats had their turn using me for a cum dump.

Author's Note: I have 2 more chapters planned for this story.  I want to
bring Cal's story to a logical stopping point.  Maybe I'll come back to him
after I write some stories centered on someone else, but for now, 2 more
chapters to go.  Your feed back and e-mails are appreciated.
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