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Archive name: joey05.txt (M/m-teen, nc, huml, v)
Authors name: dale10 (maipenraikhap@msn.com)
Story title : Joey and the Coach - 5

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Joey and the Coach - 5 (M/m-teen, nc, huml, v)
by dale10 (maipenraikhap@msn.com)

***

Joey's roommate is forced to fuck him. 

***

The cameras hummed and buzzed. In his office Coach 
Black sat at his desk with his trousers down around his 
ankles, beating his fuck meat so hard the pr-cum 
sprayed the desktop. This was reality TV at it's best. 
He was watching Joey and Mike in their room and having 
a hell of a time. 

"Fuck you Richard's I am not going to let you or anyone 
else fuck my ass!" Joey screamed across the dorm room. 
Mike lay on the bed in his blue pajama trousers, his 
dick sticking up like a tent post. He didn't know why 
his 15 year old prick responded the way it did at the 
thought of fucking his best friend. He had never had a 
single faggot thought in all of his fifteen years. In 
fact the very idea was totally repulsive to him. And 
yet his dick throbbed and pulsed with fuck need. 

"You think I wanna fuck your shitty hole? What the fuck 
can we do? We got no choice. Do you want our fathers' 
to find out? Do you wanna end up in a juvie home or 
worse yet prison where you will get fucked by every con 
who gets his hands on you. The Coach will ruin us. You 
know he can."

"Oh Yeah..." the coach said, beating his drooling fat 
cock even harder. For a moment he switched channels to 
see which boys were showering in the locker room. He 
loved to watch his boys in their most intimate moments. 
He loved to catch a boy jerking off, then he could 
punish the little bastard. 

"Dirty fucking teenage boys!" Coach shouted to no one 
in particular and slapped his own balls. Then he picked 
up the telephone and dialed the hall monitor in the 
dorms. The boys were not allowed to have phones, even 
cell phones. The boy on hall duty knew it must be a 
teacher calling because the boys were not allowed to 
make or receive calls without permission. 

"Yes Sir?" the thin youthful voice said on the other 
end of the line. For a moment the coach fingered his 
piss-hole and tried to figure out which little 
cocksucker it was. But he couldn't waste much time 
right now. 

"Go to Sam Jordan's room and have him report to Coach 
Black's office at once. Have him sit in the outer 
office until called." 

"Yes sir." 

Coach Black switched channels to Sam Jordan's room. Sam 
and his roommate Billy Jones were doing their homework 
like good little freshmen boys. But the coach had 
noticed that every once in a while Sam looked over at 
Billy and then tugged at his dick lump. 

Maybe the boy had the hots for his roommate. It was 
hard to tell with these boys shut up with no female 
contact. Most of them were just totally horny 24 hours 
a day. Not all of them had the guts Joey Gonzales did 
to smuggle young girls up to his room to fuck and share 
with his roommate. That's why the kids idolized Joey so 
much. The boys at this school thought about school and 
sports about ten percent of the time and about fucking 
ninety percent of the time. Even the freshmen boys 
couldn't wait to get their healthy young dicks into 
some cunt. 

Coach switched back to the Gonzales/Richards room. Some 
progress had been made. Joey was stripping, and Mike 
had slipped his pj trousers down around his 
ankles...his healthy young dick was a beautiful sight 
to behold. Joey stripped of until he too was naked. His 
cock was so nice and fat and juicy looking. He was such 
a healthy jock; Coach Black couldn't wait to totally 
destroy him.

"Ok, but you better take it easy on me and go slow. 
Slow and gentle. Jesus, how can I get fucked three 
times a night?"

"We got no choice Joey. I don't wanna do it. And the 
Coach said I gotta fuck you real hard. He said if I 
don't fuck you hard enough, he'll turn us in to the 
cops."

Joey sat on the bed and buried his face in his hands. 
"How the fuck can we do this. How the fuck can you 
stick your dick up my ass?" 

"Coach said it shouldn't be too much of a problem as he 
opened you up with his dick and a bottle." 

Joey was off his bed in a second and on top of Mike. He 
forced the younger boy back and straddled him, his big 
fat spic dick swinging and bouncing off the other boys 
smooth young body. 

"Listen you God damned fucker, you ever mention what 
the coach did to me again, and I'll kill you, you hear 
me, I'll kill you." 

"Yeah, sure Joey. I'll never say a word. Jesus, take it 
easy. It ain't my fault." The Latino's thick dick was 
bobbing and throbbing a couple of inches from Mike's 
face. Joey got a nasty idea. 

"Why should I pay the price alone when both of us 
fucked those young bitches and both of us drank? I 
passed on to you my used up fucked out twat and you 
took advantage of it. You fucked them too. So why 
should I be the only one to suffer?"

"That's the way coach wants it..." Mike turned his cute 
young face to one side cause Joey's big dick was too 
close to it and he could smell the cock. Joey reached 
down and twisted the fifteen-year-old's face back up to 
look at him and his dick. 

"Well that's not the way I want it. Ok. So you wanna 
fuck me. Ok, I'll let you do it to save both our asses, 
but you are gonna pay too. You are gonna suck my dick." 

Mike screamed and tried to struggle away, but Joey had 
him pinned. 

"No, please Joey... I'm not a cocksucker. I'm not 
queer. Don't make me do it! Lets get a freshman to do 
us both, please!" 

"If we've been forbidden to date cunt, I have to have 
my fun somehow. If you get to fuck my ass three times a 
night, then I get to face fuck you whenever I want to!" 
Mike's face was sweet and somewhat girlish. He had nice 
full lips, big eyes with long lashes...if Joey squinted 
a bit, he could almost pretend it was a cunt's face he 
was fucking. 

"Joey, Joey, Joey, will you never learn..." Coach Black 
shook his head. "I am going to really have to punish 
you for this." Coach black scribbled something on a 
slip of paper and then stood up and hiked up his 
trousers. His erect prick pushed out the front of his 
pants, but he didn't care. 

He strode to the office door and threw it open. 
Fourteen year old Sam Jordan was sitting in a straight-
backed chair looked very scared and very cute. He was 
wearing casual clothing, jeans and a tee shirt. The 
boys were allowed to dress casual in their rooms at 
night. He stood up when the door opened, scared as hell 
that somehow the coach had found out he had sneaked 
into his office and downloaded pictures. 

"Jordan, take this note to Joey Gonzales in his room." 
Sam felt a wave of relief wash over him. 

"Yes sir, right away." The coach made sure his rough 
strong hand touched Sam's slender soft boyish hand, 
sending tingles through his body and a jolt down his 
pulsing prick-meat. Sam couldn't help but see the big 
dick pushing out the front of Coach's trousers. It was 
fucking obscene. 

"Oh and listen, Jordan, don't knock. Joey expects this 
note. Just go right in. Do you hear me, do not knock!" 

"But sir, he's an upper classman and I..." 

"DO NOT KNOCK. JUST GO RIGHT IN. DO YOU HEAR ME?" The 
coach put one hand on Sam's shoulder and turned the 
small boy around. That allowed the coach to look at the 
boy's hot little jean covered ass. The coach has seen 
the ass naked lots of times in the shower and on the 
room cams, it was a prize winning virginal little butt. 

 "Now Go!" he pushed the boy toward the door. 

 "Yes sir!!" the kid squealed, and almost ran out of 
the outer office. The coach stood there and watch the 
cheeks of the ass rise and fall as the boy walked 
quickly down the hall. "Jesus Christ, I have to fuck 
that little ass before anyone else pops that cherry." 

The globes were so smooth and tight and perfect and 
coach knew the crack was nice and deep and the asshole 
itself from the few glimpses coach had gotten from the 
shower cams, was pink and perfect and oh so tight. A 
perfect little boy ass-cunt. Sam was definitely next on 
the coach's list. If only he could get something on the 
boy, or find out some family secret. Something to use 
as leverage. He had his assistant Arloe working on it. 

Back in the boys' room, Joey was feeding Mike dick. 
Mike had ceased to struggle. There was nothing he could 
do. He lay there as Joey shoved his fat dick deep into 
his open mouth and then pulled out again, spraying the 
kid's cute young face with pre fuck. 

 "Open that mouth wider, use your lips to suction the 
prick. Jesus you are a lousy cock-sucker." Joey leaned 
up over Mike and shoved more and more dick into the 
kid's mouth. Mike started to gag. "You puke, and I 
swear, I'll make you lick it up..." 

Joey had gotten that from the coach, but shit it felt 
good to be the one in charge even if just for a few 
minutes. He knew that soon Mike would be plowing his 
ass and didn't care at all about his humiliation and 
pain. 

Coach was at his desk jerking and watching... spraying 
the desk with pre fuck. Suddenly the door opened and 
Sam Jordan walked in on the face fucking scene. The 
boys on the bed freaked, but Joey didn't even remove 
his dick from Mike's mouth. Sam stopped frozen in the 
doorway. His jaw dropped. His eyes bugged out. 

"WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT HERE?" Joey screamed at him. 
His prick popped out of Mike's mouth. 

"Eh... eh... Coach made me come, he said I shouldn't 
knock. He... he... oh shit!" Sam looked down at Mike on 
the bed with Joey's big dick dripping all over the 
boy's face. 

"Coach sent you?" Joey held his breath. He looked up at 
the cameras, a sick look covered his handsome face.

"He, he told me to give you this..." Sam reached out 
his arm straight, afraid to approach the naked boys on 
the bed. But he couldn't reach them, so he had to move 
closer. He smelled the sex in the room. he couldn't 
take his eyes off the copious amounts of fuck spooge 
drooling from Joey's dick onto Mike's face. It was so 
fucking gross. 

"Give me the fucking note and get the fuck outta here. 
And if you say a fucking word to anyone, Jordan, I will 
rip off your balls. I swear to God." 

 "I won't say anything about... I won't say anything. I 
won't tell anybody."

"We are not faggots. There is a reason for this. I 
can't explain, but there is a reason. We are not 
Faggots." Joey said opening the note. 

"We're not, really..." Mike said, and dick-slop seeped 
between his lips and slid into his mouth. He coughed. 

"Sure, sure... I understand. You're not... queers. I 
never thought you were." Sam's mind raced to the photos 
he had downloaded onto his computer. What the fuck was 
happening in this school? 

Joey looked down at the note from the coach. 

"YOU HAVE THIRTY SECONDS TO GET MIKE'S COCK UP YOUR 
ASS!"

Continued in part 6...

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a 
fellow convict in their local prison.
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