Date: Thu, 25 Nov 2004 07:36:27 EST
From: INSILVA92@aol.com
Subject: The Drama Coach.

THIS IS A HOMOSEXUAL FICTION, IF IT IS ILLEGAL FOR YOU TO READ SUCH MATERIAL
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I've got to tell somebody about what happened to me this afternoon after
college. My last lesson was Drama and the Teacher, Mr. Grant, asked me to stay
behind to go through a few things. I told him OK, and nervously waited at my desk
until the rest of the class had left. Mr. Grant closed the door, and, as I
soon found out, locked it. Mr. Grant is also a Coach on the Swim Team. He's
about 35, white, 6ft. 4 with a muscled body and a nice firm round ass, and he's
got a big package. I'd checked him out at swim meets. I'm Franky, I'm just 17,
Hispanic, 5ft. 9, average build. My friends tell me I'm good looking. My cock
is 5 inches, uncut. I don't know if I'm queer or not, but lately I've been
checking out a lot of the guys and teachers at college. In fact for the last few
months me and Joey, a classmate, have been having mutual jack-off sessions in
my bedroom. Two nights ago we even held each others dicks! It felt a bit
weird, but good. And I'm always on the net looking at gay porn sites. I love the
ones with photos of young guys getting fucked by older guys, it really turns me
on. Apart from Joey no one else has ever touched my dick. For the last few
months when I wank off alone I always stick a finger up my hole, it feels great.

Anyway back to class (lol). Mr. Grant came up to my desk and sat on it. It
was a hot day and we were both wearing shorts and T-shirts.
"Franky," he said, I looked up, "You're doing well in class, but there are
one or two things we need to go over, nothing serious." His tone was real
friendly and I relaxed. He continued, "I think you're too wooden in the scene
where you kiss Rosa, there's no passion, you seem frightened to express your
emotions, so I think we'd better practice it some."
"You and me Sir?" I stuttered "No way, I couldn't kiss another guy, that's
gross." (But the thought of kissing this big hunk sort off turned me on, and I
felt my cock stirring in my shorts) "And anyway, someone might walk in and
catch us. What would they think?"
He held out his hand and showed me the door key. He winked as he put it in
his pocket.
"Joey," he sighed, "don't you want to be an actor? You need to learn to
relax, and I know I can teach you. Just pretend I'm Rosa." He smiled broadly.
I burst out laughing, the size of him and the size of little Rosa
superimposed in my mind.
He joined in my laughter. "All right well start out with you as Rosa and me
as you."
"I dunno Sir, it would be embarrassing. Wouldn't it be queer like?"
"Stop arguing and stand up boy!" he barked out as he slid off the desk. I
couldn't help noticing that his package was looking bigger than when he sat
down, "We're going to do this whether you like it or not!"
I was intimidated by the harshness of his tone, all his friendliness and
humour had disappeared, but I stood up.
"We'll do it on stage, come on follow me."
His tone was that of teacher and pupil, all mateyness gone. The scenery on
stage was the inside of a barn, with a few hay stacks scattered about. They were
actually small tables covered with painted cloths. When we were both on stage
he took me in his arms and kissed me full on the lips. I was gobsmacked. I
was even more gobsmacked when his tongue tried to force it's way into my mouth.
I wouldn't let his tongue in, in fact I was getting a bit scared, he was a
really big guy compared to me.
He broke away, still holding me tightly. "Come on you little prick teaser.
You know you want it. I've seen you eyeing up all the guys and male teaching
staff. You're just begging for my big thick prick, I know it." And he pushed his
leg between mine, rubbing his hard thigh against my crotch. I could feel his
cock lengthening down the leg of his shorts, it felt massive. He rubbed it
against my leg.
"You're going to love sucking on my big juicy cock. Then you're going to
love the feel of it up your tight Spic fanny."
I was getting worried now, I might fancy sucking on a cock, but I certainly
didn't want to get fucked. "Please Sir, no Sir," I implored him, "this is
wrong, I've never sucked a cock before, and I'm a virgin back there."
He leered down at me, his eyes sparkling. "Just what I wanted to hear Franky,
a nice virgin mouth and a nice tight boy fanny to break in, lovely." He
licked his lips.
Turning me around he pushed me face down on the table, and lay his heavy body
on mine, trapping me. My heart was hammering, I could feel his big cock
throbbing between my ass cheeks, it felt so big I was sure it would tear my hole
apart. Suddenly he reached forward and tied a gag around my mouth cutting off my
protests. He must have had practice, he was so quick. He lay heavily on my
body and held my extended arms tightly. He was so big I could hardly move, but I
squirmed as much as I could. As big as he was I couldn't see how he could
have sex with me if I didn't co-operate, short of knocking me out or drugging me.
He put my arms together and held them with his left hand, he was so strong I
couldn't break free. His right hand went into the waistband of my shorts and
he yanked them down to my knees.
"Kick them off boy." He ordered.
I shook my head no, I wasn't going to assist in my own rape.
THWACK! "DO IT" he said in a loud voice as he brought his meaty hand down
hard across my ass.
I jolted forwards and screamed into the gag. It hurt! And I quickly kicked
off my shorts.
"Good you're here!" he said "Close the curtains so no one can see the stage
from out side, then tie his legs to the table."
Someone else was in the room! They must have come in through the Stage Door.
I tried to turn my head to see who it was, but Mr. Grant put his right hand on
the back of my head and held it tightly so that I couldn't turn it. I heard
the curtains swish shut, and seconds later someone grabbed my right ankle and
tied it to the table leg. He did the same with my left so that they were
stretched wide apart. Then he came forwards and as Mr. Grant held my head steady he
blindfolded me.
"Relax your arms," he said in a familiar voice that I couldn't quite place, "
you'll be here for a while and if I tie you up while you're tensed up your
muscles will ache."
Taking one of my arms he tied it to the table leg at the wrist, he did the
same with the other. Mr. Grant raised off me. There I was, naked, spread-eagled,
my ass open to the world, and totally helpless, completely at their mercy!
Mr. Grant took hold of my head and held it steady, pointing forwards as the
other guy, standing behind me, removed the blindfold and the gag. I think my
jaw dropped, Mr. Grant was naked, and his cock matched his build. It must have
been all of 10 inches long, it was uncut, thick, and veiny. His knob was thick,
bulbous, and bright red with a really wide cock-slit. After the protuberant
corona the shaft was the same thickness all the way down to a mass of black
curly pubes. The big red knob glistened with precum, which was dribbling from his
cock-slit.
"Sweet Jesus!" I gasped, "I can't take that, it would tear me apart. You can
't do this to me, it isn't right. I'm going to tell my Mom about what you'
re doing to me, you'll be in big trouble." I was trying to show him I wasn't
scared, but I was nearly in tears.
THWACK! The other guy smacked my ass, hard. "Ouch, that hurts!" I cried out
in pain.
"Shut up!" Mr. Grant ordered, "and listen very carefully."
I shut up.
"There are 3 options." He continued. "One you tell on me, but I have an
alibi set up that puts me miles from here. Two you take it like a man then walk
away and accept it as part of growing up. Or three, you try to relax and learn
to enjoy it. The choice is yours. Now open your mouth and start sucking my
prick, and if it is really your first time watch your teeth."
I was so confused, he'd really planned this well, I just didn't know what to
do. I decided to go with the flow and see what happened, maybe they'd untie
me at some stage and I could escape. I prayed that they wouldn't damage me. So
I opened my mouth.
"That's better," said Mr. Grant, "you may end up enjoying this, others have.
"
With that he moved forward and placed the tip of his cock in my mouth.
"Lick it first," he instructed, "then start to suck."
I tentively licked the end of his thick knob, tasting his precum, it wasn't
unpleasant. I licked all of the big thick knob as he slowly fed it to me. Then
I sucked as he fed me more. I gagged when it hit the start of my throat, and
he pulled back a little. The more I sucked and licked the more I got into it. I
could hear the guy behind me breathing heavily, I guessed he was wanking. My
cock, which had shrunk away began to engorge, I was getting turned on. Then
the other guy replaced the blindfold, I don't know why, but that made it seem
sexier and my cock reached it's full 5 inches. Mr. Grant was still holding my
head and he began to rock backwards and forwards, grunting as he fucked my mouth
with his big cock. My jaws were starting to ache but I couldn't do anything
about it. His cock filled my mouth on the in stroke, restricting my breathing,
so I breathed through my nose. After another 5 minutes I heard the guy behind
moan, he parted my ass cheeks with one hand and I felt the hot licks of his
cum as it landed in my ass crack and on my pucker. This seemed to turn Mr. Grant
on.
"Yes, oh yes." he groaned, pulling my head forwards so that my mouth was
full of his cock. "I'm going to fill your mouth with my thick man cum! You'd
better swallow it, I don't like my spunk wasted."
I panicked again. "He's cumming in my mouth," I thought, "and he wants me
to eat it. Jesus that's gross." But what alternative did I have?
His cock swelled and a burst of cum hit the roof of my mouth. Even though I
was blindfolded I screwed my eyes shut and started to gulp it down. It tasted
coppery, fishy, I dunno, but not as unpleasant as I'd expected. Mr. Grant's
cock was blasting away and my mouth was soon full of his thick man cream, some
trickled out of my aching mouth. Suddenly I gagged and choked, and, grosser
than gross, his cum came down my nose! He must have shot 7 or 8 times, but
finally he stopped. He pulled his cock out, it had hardly softened, and wiped it
across my cheek.
"My God boy, your cute face looks so sexy with my thick man cum dripping off
it I'm going to forgive you for not swallowing it all. It was your first time
after all. And now for the highlight, cherry pie!" he chortled as I heard him
moving away.
"Oh shit." I thought as I struggled to regain my breath. "he's really going
to fuck me with that monster cock." I was just about to protest when my chin
was lifted and a soft cock was wiped across my open mouth.
"Get me hard again!" ordered that voice I couldn't place, and he stuffed it
into my mouth.
What could I do? So I started to suck. As I sucked on the guys cock it
quickly stiffened and I was relieved to find it was only a little thicker than my
own, it was cut, but I couldn't work out how long as the guy had only fed me a
couple of inches, at least my jaws wouldn't ache. I'd just settled into the
not unpleasant task when I felt Mr. Grant's big hands on my ass cheeks. I
stopped sucking and tensed, not knowing what to expect, my cock lost some of it's
stiffness. He must have knelt down because as he parted my ass cheeks he spat
and I felt a blob of saliva hit my pucker.
"Hey punk," said the stranger, "don't stop sucking. I want my prick nice
and hard for when my turn at fucking your cute ass comes."
I started sucking again and tried to concentrate on that. If only sucking
their cocks off was all I had to do I wouldn't have minded. Mr. Grant placed a
thick finger on my pucker and spat again. He started to push, I tried to stay
relaxed like I did when I did it to myself, and his finger went into my hole up
to the second knuckle. He frigged it in and out rapidly. No doubt some of the
other guy's cum was pushed up my hole too. He spat again and added a second
finger, this time he finger fucked me slowly twisting his fingers around, it was
quite sexy. He reached under me and pulled my cock down so that it was
trapped against the cloth. He spat again and added a third finger, this time I
jolted, and gasped as it forced it's way past my sphincter. I stopped sucking, and
was relieved when the guy withdrew his stiffened cock from my mouth, but
before I could say anything he'd replaced the gag. Mr. Grant started to twist and
turn the three fingers that were fucking my virgin hole, then he tried to add a
fourth. I screamed into my gag as it tried to force it's way past my
sphincter, I tensed and I automatically tried to close my sphincter against the
invading extra finger. Mr. Grant withdrew the fourth finger and contented himself
with opening and closing the other three as he twisted them back and forth. I
felt the other guys hands on my ass cheeks as he forced them apart allowing Mr.
Grant easier access. I was moaning continually into the gag, my ass hurt and
all I could think was if his fingers hurt this bad what would his monster cock
hurt like?
The other guy took a hand off my right ass cheek and began to fondle my balls
which hung in a loose sac, then he'd occasionally squeeze until the pain made
me flinch. Mr. Grant yanked his fingers from my sore hole, grabbed my free
ass cheek and pulled it back apart as he guided his big knob tip into my still
open hole, putting his other hand on the small of my back. I tensed and broke
out in a sweat and bit down on the gag in anticipation.
"The more you relax boy, the easier on you this will be!" Mr. Grant growled.
He jolted his hips forwards and his massive cock entered my hole, the large
knob forcing past my tightened sphincter in one go. I screamed into the gag in
agony, the pain was indescribable and then I must have blacked out for several
seconds. When I came round it felt as if my ring was on fire and pain swept
through my body. My heart was hammering away and sweat poured out of me. Mr.
Grant hadn't moved, I could feel his monster cock throbbing between my as
cheeks.
"You back with us boy?" I heard Mr. Grant as if he were in the distance. "
Nod your head if you hear me."
I nodded feebly and screamed in agony yet again as he started to push
forwards. I tried to arch my back but his large hand held me firmly in place. He
never stopped until I felt his wiry bush hit my ass cheeks. My ring was burning,
pain was shooting through me and it hurt like hell. It felt like he'd shoved a
baseball bat up me. The other guy squeezed my balls and I writhed in agony
from the extra pain. Mr. Grant held still for about 5 seconds, then he pulled
back until just his knob was in my aching hole.
"Jesus boy!" he moaned "What a sweet, juicy, tight boypussy you've got."
Then he plunged back in to the hilt. IT HURT LIKE HELL! He built up a steady
rhythm, and I have to admit the pain eased slightly, but not much. As the
monster cock rubbed over my prostate it began to stimulate my cock, which began to
engorge once more. The other guy released my balls, moved, and then I felt
the weirdest sensation. He'd taken my stiffening cock in his mouth! He sucked me
until I was hard, removed his mouth and left my cock hanging down, pushing
against the thick table covering as it tried to straighten up to it's usual
stiff position. Now, as Mr. Grant fucked me my cock was stimulated by the friction
of the heavy cloth, keeping it stiff. I suddenly realised that that friction
and the bruising of my prostate was going to bring me to organism , even
though I was in pain.
"Fucking Hell boy! Dig that tongue deep."
I was perplexed, and then realised Mr. Grant wasn't talking to me, he was
talking to the other guy who must be licking his crack and hole with his tongue
as Mr. Grant fucked me. The big cock in my hole was causing me so much pain,
but the pounding of my prostate and the stimulation of the cloth were bringing
me closer and closer to ejaculation, my cock had never felt so hard, even my
foreskin had peeled back on it's own! I couldn't stand it any more, my cock
pulsed and I was cumming all down the cloth, my sphincter clamping down on Mr.
Grant's thick cock. It didn't stop him, as I shot load after load of cum onto
the cloth he kept pounding away at my arse. Whatever pleasure I got from
cumming, and it was a lot, didn't stop me feeling the pain his big, fat cock was
causing my ravaged hole. And every time I shot my sphincter automatically tried
to close, sending more pain through my aching body.
"That's it boy" he growled, "cum for Daddy. I want your tight boypussy to
love the pleasure that my big fat juicy prick gives your little boy dick."
And he slapped my ass, hard, once on each cheek. I was praying he'd cum soon,
but it had only been about 20 minutes since he'd filled my mouth with his hot
mancum. Suddenly his cock left my hole. I sighed with relief, then screamed
into the gag again as he forced it back into my tortured hole, not stopping
until his balls banged into mine. It was agony. He pulled all the way out again,
then plunged all the way back in to the hilt, setting up a steady rhythm .
Every time he plunged back in he slapped my ass cheeks hard until they were
burning, as was my aching ring. I couldn't scream anymore, I just grunted as his
massive cock hit home time and time again. Tears were rolling down my cheeks, I
was desperate for this violation of my body to end. Then I realised my hole
had gone kinda numb, I could still feel the monster breaking past my sphincter,
still feel it deep inside me, still feel it banging past my prostate, but it
began to feel sexy, pain still there, but changing to a pain that was turning
me on. My cock stiffened, harder than the last time if that was possible, cuz
my foreskin peeled back immediately. This made the rubbing of the cloth on my
bare knob even sexier. I could feel the cum building in my balls. Mr. Grant
stopped slapping my ass and pulled my cheeks wide apart burying his 10, thick,
throbbing inches as deep inside me as it could go.
"Yes, oh Yes. Fucking YES!" he shouted.
He shuddered, his cock grew even bigger, then it erupted deep within my
bowels. That was it, I clenched my sphincter and shot my first jet of spunk as he
shot his second. Every time I came my sphincter tightened and milked another
jet of cum from Mr. Grant's cock. I must have shot 8 times this time, then my
body sort of collapsed. Mr. Grant groaned loudly and shot a final burst. He
pulled out of me with a loud plop, and I could feel something trickle from
stretched and aching hole.
"Oh fuck" I heard the other guy say, "look at those lovely red ass lips."
Then he grabbed my still burning cheeks and pushed his cock right in. It hurt
as it passed my tender flesh, but it hardly registered as it passed my
sphincter. I felt a pair of heavy, hairless balls bang into my sac. He leaned
forwards and whispered into my ear.
"I'm waiting for your hole to close a bit Franky boy, then I'm going to fill
you with MY hot seed!"
I couldn't believe they wouldn't leave me alone, I was exhausted, battered
and bruised, but tethered as I was I could do nothing, and the gag stopped me
from screaming for help. I began to feel the guy's cock in my hot, sticky
chute. My hole was closing. Soon my sphincter closed enough to grip the cock shaft.
Although it was still painful to my ass lips and sphincter it was no where
near as painful as Mr. Grant's massive cock. I guessed his cock was about 8
inches long, and as I said, it was only slightly thicker than my own. I could feel
it throbbing now, and I braced myself for another fucking. However before he
started Mr. Grant lifted my chin with his gig hand.
"Open your mouth and clean my prick boy!" he ordered, rubbing his slimy knob
across my lips.
"Fucking gross." I thought to myself, but I knew I had no choice, so I
wearily opened my mouth. I licked and sucked at the big knob, soft now, thank God.
I could taste Mr. Grant's cum and my boy juices I suppose, but no blood as I'
d feared, and, hopefully, no s**t. I was so engrossed with the task in hand
(or mouth I should say), that I hadn't realised the other guy had started to
fuck me, very slowly, very gently. I wanted this over with quickly, so,
remembering my sphincter's effect on Mr. Grant's cock, I tightened my sphincter as
best I could. I actually got a slight kick out of the extra pain it caused me.
The other guy started moaning and increased his pace until he was fucking me
hard, but he never took his cock all the way out like Mr. Grant. I felt a tap on
the head and opened my mouth as Mr. Grant withdrew his cleaned cock.
"Well done Franky," he murmured in a husky voice, "it'll soon be over."
I hoped so. I concentrated on the cock up my arse, the guy was groaning and
grunting as he continued to fuck me, his hands on my ass cheeks pulling them
apart. I couldn't believe it when my cock started to stiffen yet again, but I
wasn't going to cum again because the guy was ready to cum himself. He plunged
hard into me, his cock pulsating rapidly.
"I'm cumming!" he moaned and I felt him spurt deep inside me, his cum mixing
with Mr. Grant's heavy load.
He shot about 6 times then pulled quickly out wiping his cock across my ass
cheeks. My body collapsed once more and I prayed to God that my ordeal was
over. They didn't speak again, but someone tenderly wiped my ass crack with a
moist cloth as the other one untied my legs, then they released an arm each. They
didn't remove the gag or blindfold. I panicked again when Mr. Grant lifted me
off the table and threw me over his shoulder, my half hard cock grazing his
muscled chest. What were they going to do with me now? Mr. Grant carried me
several paces. I heard a door open and the sound of running water started. Mr.
Grant moved a couple of paces and sat me down on tiled floor under a warm shower.
After a minute or so I heard the Stage fire door slam shut. I removed the
blindfold and gag, then I didn't move for about 5 minutes, I just sat there
enjoying the soothing warm shower on my aching body. Eventually I stood up very
gingerly, my legs were trembling. My stomach cramped and I only just made it to
the head in time, as I sat my guts voided into the bowl. When I'd done I got
back under the shower and cleaned myself off. I felt my hole, it was very tender
and still not fully closed. Going to get a towel I saw a note and a tube of
ointment on a table, as I dried off I read the note.
When you're showered and dry
apply the cream to your hole, it'll
soothe it and help it close. I hope
you'll come to like what happened
to you. Leave by the fire door.
Here is a contact phone no.
I didn't know what to think, so I applied the ointment very carefully and
went to find my clothes. They were on the bale next to the one I'd been raped on,
and Mr. Grant had thoughtfully left a pair of white Jockey's with them, I
dressed, reflecting on what had happened, already I was remembering the pleasure
more than the pain. In fact, when the other guy fucked me I was starting to
enjoy it. I looked around, some one had wiped the table and floor, there was no
sign of what had gone on. I left slamming the fire door behind me. I collected
my bicycle and decided I'd better wheel it home, I didn't fancy sitting on
the saddle. Luckily home is only a ten minute walk, well it took me fifteen
today. I walked very carefully my hole sending me little reminders of it's abuse
at every step, which in turn made my cock stir, weird. I live with my Mom
alone, Dad cleared off 5 years ago, she's a nurse and she's working nights, so I'
ve got the apartment  to myself.
I had to tell someone about my adventure, so I emailed you. I've come to
realise I like to get fucked, I mean I shot my two biggest loads ever with a cock
up my ass, and I wasn't even wanking it! Although my hole aches, it's a sort
of sexy ache now, and it also feels very empty. Writing this has given me a
raging hard on again, so I'm going to find the Vaseline and see if I can get a
couple of fingers up my boy pussy as I toss off. And when I've finished?...
Well, I think I'll ring Mr. Grant!
THE END. Dedicated to thespian This work is copyrighted to the author
Copyright October 2004.