Date: Fri, 8 Jul 2011 07:14:02 -0400
From: Chris Johns <chris-johns@hotmail.com>
Subject: Bobby and the Coach Pt.3

			    Bobby and the Coach
				 Chapter 3
			  Bobby and his Dorm Mate

Knowing how nervous Bobby was about the dorm problem David changed his
idea. He asked a couple of the other swimmers to keep Bobby occupied for
half an hour. He was going to see the roommate by himself. He had found out
the boy's name and a little about him.

Jonathon Price was a spoiled rich boy from New England. His grades had not
been good enough to get into a prestigious college so he was resentful of
being in Carolina and felt even worse when he saw the scarecrow he was
supposed to share a room with for the next year at least.

David knocked on the dorm room and was told to enter by a very imperious
voice.

As soon as he entered, Price almost snarled at him.

"Who the fuck are you?"

"I'm about to become your worst nightmare if you don't undergo a very rapid
personality change."

Price clamped his jaw shut then having the sense to find out who this guy
was before digging an even deeper hole for himself.

"I'm Coach Hanson, and you are lucky enough and honoured, to be sharing a
room with a young man that is likely to be a National Swimming Champion in
the next year or so. I am going to tell you a little about Bobby McKinley
so that when he comes back to this room in about half an hour's time you
are going to make him feel very welcome and very special. The alternative
is that I will ask Housekeeping to find you the least desirable room and
roommate that this campus has available. Capiche?"

Jonathon nodded, waiting to hear the rest.

"Bobby is a very sensitive and very immature boy from a no name town in the
middle of nowhere. His performance in the pool is affected by his sense of
wellbeing and his overall happiness. He is also a serious academic
student. He needs his study and relaxation time to be of the highest
quality. You are going to make 110% certain that any time he spends in this
room those criteria are met. Have I made myself clear?"

Jonathon sneered, "You want me to wet nurse some little hick? You have to
be joking."

David smiled.

"Yes of course I am. Make the most of your last night in this room, I'll
have you moved out of here before lunch tomorrow."

David turned to leave and Jonathon jumped up and grabbed him.

"Ok Coach, you win, I'll be nice to him."

"Good. You can start by clearing your rubbish off his desk and make sure
that at least half this room is available for Bobby's gear, that includes
the wardrobes and chests of drawers, which you will see have already been
divided to take his new clothes."

After David left, Jonathon opened the said drawers and wardrobe and was
struck dumb by all the gorgeous new clothes there.

`What the fuck is going on here' he thought, `how special is this guy?'

Jonathon thought about it and realised he had three choices; continue to
treat Bobby like a low life, probably not a good idea; treat him like the
Coach wanted, yuk; pretend to treat him nice but terrorise him into being
just a little slave boy. The last sounded good. He could have some real fun
with him on that score, as long as he let him have his study time and his
sleep so that no one outside of this room would suspect anything.

David found Bobby and told him.

"Ok Bobby, go back to your dorm. Mr. Price is going to show you how sorry
he is for the way you were treated initially."

Bobby wasn't convinced but he went. Full of apprehension he knocked on the
door of his own room, first mistake.

"Come in." Boomed from inside and Bobby entered looking round before fixing
his eyes on Jonathon. He noted that his side of the room, including his
desk, was clear and his study files were stacked neatly by the side of it.

"Hi, I think we need to start over. My first day was a bad one for me. I'm
sorry I made it a bad one for you as well. I'm Jonathon Price."

He stood up and put his hand out.

Bobby smiled shyly.

"Hello Jonathon, I'm Bobby McKinley. I'm pleased to meet you."

Jonathon grinned. "I hope you will still think so in a year's time."

Bobby didn't know what to make of that comment but he continued to his side
of the room and unloaded his assignments onto his desk.

For the next week everything was fine. Bobby relaxed around Jonathon, got
his full quota of sleep and started to please David with his lap
times. David wanted to reward his star swimmer and he thought another set
of readings would achieve that, only this time he was going to give Bobby a
blowjob.

The next day after swim training was finished, David quietly told Bobby he
was due for another set of measurements.

"Meet me in the treatment room after you have showered, ok?"

"Sure Coach."

Bobby wasn't worried, he had got used to being naked in front of all the
other swimmers, and coach frequently came into the locker room when the
boys were still naked.

The routine went the same as the last time with Bobby getting a monumental
hard on when coach touched his nipples.

"We still haven't done anything about these have we?"

Bobby shook his head.

"Next practice I'm going to embarrass you a little by sticking special
circular plasters over them to see if it solves the problem, if it does,
we'll get you one of those body suits for the meets."

Bobby had seen them, they were cool.

"I like that Coach, the problem is, they look so sexy I'd probably have
everybody else hard."

David was amazed, this boy was really coming out of himself, a good sense
of humour was showing, and he noticed the remainder of the team acted
almost like bodyguards or protectors for him despite the fact that several
were his age and the oldest was only a couple of years senior to him.

"Huh, I think half of them are hard anyway just looking at you."

Bobby laughed then to cover his embarrassment.

"Right, reward time for your good work. We're going to get rid of that
monster again."

David was fondling Bobby's cock and noted the look of pleasure on his boy's
face.

Up on the massage table before coach could ask him, hands behind his head
and legs slightly splayed.

"I'm ready Coach."

Bobby looked totally relaxed and was smiling. David moved in and started
gently stroking Bobby's torso.

"I love the way you are working out sexy boy. You are everything I could
ask for in a dedicated swimmer and on a personal front you are so good for
me. I'm going to show you today how much you mean to me. Close your eyes
and keep them closed."

As soon as they were closed David leaned forward and licked Bobby's cock
head, moving quickly down the shaft until he could slather the balls as
well. Bobby gasped and had to take a peek. What he saw made him
freeze. Coach was using his mouth, coach was licking his cock and balls. He
closed his eyes again and thought about it. Then David lifted Bobby's cock
and swallowed the glans, swabbing round the edge with his tongue. Bobby's
eyes shot open then to see David's mouth covering his cockhead while a hand
played with his balls. Running a hand through behind the balls, David just
touched the anal entry before running the hand back to play with the ball
sac again, all the time sucking on the cock head and swallowing a little of
the shaft as well.

Bobby couldn't close his eyes now, this was just too amazing. He knew about
blowjobs of course but it was always in the context of a girl doing it to a
boy. There were no gay boys at his school, or at least none that were known
or out.

The intensity of the feelings running through his body climbed until he was
keening very quietly. Coach noted the open eyes now and running a slick
finger down to Bobby's anus, penetrated him to the first knuckle. That was
too much, the sensitivity was incredible and Bobby blew the most powerful
load he could remember, straight down David's throat.

"Oh God, David, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry."

David swallowed the last of the boy's sweet sperm before relinquishing his
cock. He moved up to the head then and planted a very definite, I love you,
kiss on Bobby's lips.

"Shh, no apology is necessary. You taste so sweet my little star."

Bobby teared up, this was too much for him. No one other than his parents
had ever been this nice to him and he was so thrilled with this man on man
sex it left his brain in turmoil. He knew it was wrong, but he knew he
wanted more. Would he like to do it to David? Crunch time, he had to be
honest with himself. Yes, he would. He admired David and liked him. He was
tough, but fair as the coach and as the friend he was becoming, everything
Bobby could wish for. Older, wiser, protective, supportive, Bobby could
have written a new dictionary of superlatives to describe his feelings for
David. Love, that was a frightening one. Did he love his swim coach or was
it infatuation? No lack of intelligence in this boy, but the answer to this
one was too serious to make at the moment. Bobby adjusted his thinking a
little and just gently stroked David's face.

"Thank you Coach, that was amazing. I promise I'm going to work twice as
hard to make you proud of me."

"I'm already proud of you Bobby, and a little in love with you as well."

That was definitely too much for this country boy. The tears came and he
slid off the table to take David in a bear hug and kiss him like David had
kissed.

"That's too much David, love is so big, and for us so dangerous."

"I know. We'll work through that one. I know we will have to be careful but
I can't stop how I feel Bobby."

`Nor can I', thought Bobby, but I mustn't lose focus, not even for David.

Back to his dorm, feeling like a million dollars, Bobby wasn't ready for
what greeted him. Jonathon was sat in his desk chair wearing just a pair of
athletic shorts. Bobby took in the body in one quick glance. Jonathon was a
seriously buff guy. He could see it was a gym buff body. He guessed he
worked out regularly. He looked great. When he smiled instead of sneered he
was really attractive as well, Bobby thought he was quite sexy. It was just
the superior attitude that was off puting.

"Come in buddy. We need to talk. I've managed to find out about you. I
guess I'm still going to be nice to you. We don't want to disturb your
training or your studies, but I think it's time we got the social position
sorted.

Outside of college I would probably employ you as some kind of lackey,
there to do my bidding. I think that is how it should work here so to get
our social positions defined I want you naked, now."

Bobby was stunned. He was very fit and in a straight fight it's doubtful he
would have been a push over for Jonathon, but Bobby never fought, he
couldn't remember ever having a serious fight with anyone. The only thing
he could think to do was obey. So he stripped.

"That's good. Now I want you to kneel between my legs. Cross your ankles
and grasp your hands behind your back."

Bobby did. He wondered where this was going, but he didn't want
confrontation so he did as he was told.

"That's very good. Now, when you have finished your studies each day I want
you to assume this position in front of me. Do you understand?"

Bobby looked into a pair of eyes that looked back at him with an evil
stare.

"Yes Jonathon, but why are you doing this?"

"Because you're a low life, and if I have to share a dorm room with you it
will be on my terms. Now, take my shorts off."

Still none the wiser Bobby did, thinking, how can he be superior to me when
he is naked as well?

"Now take my cock in your hands and play with it. When it's hard I want you
to suck on it."

Bobby wanted to do that to David, but not Jonathon. So, he stood up
quickly.

"That is disgusting, I don't do that kind of thing."

"You've got two choices, suck it or we'll get back to the previous routine
here where I make you feel like shit all the time. The only concession I'll
make to you is that whatever I ask you to do will remain between the two of
us."

No contest, Bobby was going to be philosophical about this. He would get
some practice on a body that was really buff and good to look at so that if
he got the chance to blow David he would be good. He liked being able to
work at his own desk and sleep when he needed to.

"OK, I'll do it, but you guarantee me my study and sleep time
uninterrupted."

"I told you I would didn't I. Now get to it."

Truth be known, Jonathon was a turn on. His body was sexy and by the time
Bobby had him erect the picture was even better. He had a gorgeous cock,
quite thick and about seven or eight inches long. Playing with the balls
felt good as well.

"Now slut, lick the head for a minute or so and then swallow it, using your
tongue to run round the edge of my glans."

Bobby felt ok with this, in fact he felt better than ok, he was enjoying
it.

"That's good, now swallow a little more but keep using your tongue and keep
your teeth covered. Use one hand to play with my balls and the other to
stroke my torso, particularly my nipples."

Bobby wondered how much practice this guy had, he certainly knew exactly
what he wanted.

"That's very good cocksucker, have you done this before?"

Bobby pulled off Js cock and replied.

"No Jonathon, this is the first time."

"Well, you've obviously found your niche, you are good, and
enthusiastic. We'll have to see if you like my cock elsewhere sometime as
well."

Bobby had no idea what he meant. Continuing his work he felt Jonathon
swelling inside his mouth and was about to pull off knowing he was going to
cum.

"Keep sucking boy, I want to feel my cum sliding down your throat. If you
spill any I shall have to spank you."

Of course Bobby spilt some, he had never done this before and was not
prepared for the amount of love juice Jonathon emptied into his mouth.

"You're in trouble now slut, I warned you. Keep sucking until you have the
last of me, then bend over your desk."

Bobby obeyed. He didn't know what else to do. The only alternative appeared
to be to fight and that wasn't in his nature.

Jonathon walked behind Bobby and took a sharp intake of breath. The butt he
was looking at was the cutest and most fuckable one he had ever seen. He
and some of his mates had occasionally driven down to the red light
district in their home town and picked up rent boys for gang bangs, but
none of them had ever been as cute as this. He pushed Bobby's legs wide
apart and stooped down. He used his hands to pull the cheeks apart and had
a good look at one very virgin little anus. Releasing them again he stroked
them while he talked.

"This is a really cute ass Bobby, I think I ought to play with it rather
than bruise it don't you?"

Bobby didn't want a bruised ass that would be seen by the team and coach
and be impossible to explain.

"Yes Jonathon, please don't bruise it."

No problem. J ran a finger down the crack and touched the rosebud. Bobby
gasped but didn't move, so he slicked up the finger with spit before doing
it again and sliding it in to Bobby's ass, all the way in one go.

"Please Jonathon, don't do that, don't put anything inside my bottom."

Jonathon laughed and pulled it out, slicked up another finger and pushed
two in.

"Now shut up you little shit. I'm going to do anything I like to you apart
from bruise you."

Being finger fucked after the first shock became incredibly erotic and
Bobby sprang a serious boner. Jonathon noticed it and made him stand up and
turn round.

"Oh man, that cock is awesome, and shows how much you are enjoying being
fingered. Now, get back in position while I let you enjoy some more."

Bobby did as he was told blushing and feeling so humiliated then he felt
the two fingers go back in, but now Jonathon was rotating them and kept
hitting Bobby's prostate sending him into orbit almost. When the third
finger went in Bobby squealed and orgasmed all over the floor.

"You dirty boy, now get down on your knees and lick it all up."

While Bobby was doing that, Jonathon dug out a tube of KY gel that he
hadn't expected to use. When Bobby had finished licking up his cum he was
crying with the humiliation of the act.

"Get over the desk slut, you are going to be seriously punished for this."

Jonathon spread Bobby as wide as he could before puting some gel up his ass
and lubricating his own penis. He leant forward then pulling Bobby's arms
up behind him and planting his feet in such a position that Bobby wouldn't
be able to wriggle away from the action. Positioning his cock at the
entrance to Bobby's anus, he just leant further forward until he felt the
penetration. Bobby screamed and struggled to dislodge Jonathon from his
back. J countered it by pushing all the way in. Bobby could do nothing now
and relaxed, lay on the desk sobbing at this massive invasion of his
body. Jonathon fucked Bobby to a massive orgasm before lifting himself off
and rolling onto his bed.

"That is the best fuck I've ever had boy, I'll be doing that every day I
think."

Bobby was so totally traumatised by his rape, he just got up and ran, out
the door, down the corridor past students with their mouths agape at this
naked apparition and into the night.

One of the students was a swim team member and was shocked enough to run
for the coach to tell him. By the time David had been to Bobby's dorm room
and seen that he was not there and Jonathon was crashed out on his bed
pleading no knowledge of anything wrong Bobby was long gone.

David hauled Jonathon off his bed and pinned him up against a wall.

"You had better tell me what caused Bobby to run naked out of this dorm or
I will make sure you live to regret it, but only just."

"I fucked the little queer's ass, he loved it, he came all over the floor
he was enjoying it so much."

David went ballistic then he would probably have killed the boy if he
hadn't been pulled off. He turned to another student.

"Call the police, have this boy arrested for male rape, the remainder of
you, grab torches and join me outside. We are going to look for Bobby
McKinley. He may be in danger, my guess is he is suffering from a trauma,
and hurry."


David was amazed at the speed with which the word had spread. Within a very
few minutes there were over a hundred students all carrying torches.

"Now, listen up. Did anyone see Bobby running from the block?"

A boy and girl piped up.

"Yes coach, he nearly flew past us heading for the woods."

"Ok, everyone, spread out in a long line and enter the woods within sight
of the person on your left and right. Keep as quiet as you can we may be
able to hear his progress then."

Of course there was no chance of the noise level being low enough for that,
but they found Bobby anyway. There was an old barn deep in the woods which
the students came to and walked in to make sure no one was there. They
found Bobby, he had hung himself from one of the beams. By the time he had
been lifted down David had arrived on the scene. There was a faint pulse,
David screamed for someone with a cell to call 911 and get an ambulance
before he started CPR. He was helping Bobby to breath, he had no idea how
much damage Bobby had done to his throat with the hanging but it appeared
to be helping, forcing more air into his lungs.

It seemed like an age before a pair of paramedics arrived with a stretcher
and a portable oxygen kit. Four hefty football students carried the
stretcher out of the woods while the paramedics worked on Bobby. David
thanked everyone as he got into the ambulance with Bobby.

"I'll keep you all informed on his progress, and thanks for your help."
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Good things happen to our boy in the next chapter as he recovers from the
trauma of his rape.