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Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- Joey and the Coach - 8 (M/m-teen, nc, huml, v) by dale10 (maipenraikhap@msn.com) *** The Coach works on Joey's nipples. Sam gets seduced. *** Coach Black had just finished fucking Joey Gonzales' ass. The poor teenage jock was totally wiped out and his asshole was stretched quite large, not only from the coach's big dick but also from the rough relentless fucking he'd received. The coach loved to grind deep into a boy, moving his hips around and feeling and hearing his big balls slap against the kid. While he fucked, his hands controlled the young jock's body by the nipples. He yanked and stretched the young tits to move the boy back and forth. In this manner, he fucked Joey for twenty minutes. There were times when poor Joey literally could not breath. His muscular chest rose and fell erratically as the coach plowed prick deep into his guts and then pulled out until only the dick head was lodged in the stretched teen boy rectum. Now Joey lay on the floor, totally exhausted. The coach squatted next to the boy's face and lifted his head. "Here, Cunt, clean me off." His half flaccid dick swung heavy and thick, leaking what was left of the cum from the piss hole and coated with glistening spunk and ass slime. "OOOHHH... I... ehhh... puhlease..." The cute Latino boy's mouth was stuffed with slick wet spent dick-meat. "That a girl. Good girls always clean off their boyfriend's dicks after they get fucked. Make sure you lick Mike's dick clean after each of your three nightly fucks. Remember, you'll be on camera." The coach stood up, his dick swinging from side to side. He kicked Joey and the boy rolled into a fetal position. "Come on Cunt, time for gym class and some nice football practice." "Oh, God, I can't even walk. Please Coach; don't make me go to gym. I can't run, I just can't... MY ass hurts so badly." "What hurts so badly? If you say it correctly, I might have some mercy on you." Joey lifted his head. His lips were coated with dick and ass slop. "My pussy. My pussy really hurts from your dick. Please let me rest." The coach had to smile at the sight of the sixteen year old boy so degraded. "Well, I suppose I could be nice to you and allow you to just watch gym class today. You could observe from the sidelines." "Oh please...yes coach. Just for today. I hurt so bad, my pussy hurts so bad, just let me watch." "I've got a great idea." The coach kicked a footstool over to the window of his office that looked out on the playing field. "Crawl over here to the window. Maybe you can rest here and watch gym class from this window." "Oh thank you coach, thank you." Joey crawled, his muscular ass up in the air, the asshole raw and red and slightly open, cum dripping from the fucked hole and running down onto the back of his big hanging sack. "Sure you can kneel right here on this comfortable padded footstool and that will put you just the right height to see everything. Just rest your chest against the window ledge." The coach got something from his desk. "Look, your nipples are just the right height. Now watch, just to make sure you don't wander off during gym class." The coach uncapped something and squeezed some goo onto the window ledge, then he put a dab of goo on the bottom of Joey's big stretched nipples. Then he had the boy lean forward so his nipples rested on the edge of the window, when the super glue made contact with itself, it bonded instantly. Joey was glued to the window ledge by his tits. Joey put his hands on the sill and tired to take some pressure of his stretched nips, but they were already firmly sealed to the wood. His tits burned. "Coach, what are you doing? Ooh God! It burns coach..." The coach coated the top of Joey's big brown tits with more glue so the bond was really secure. Then he grabbed the boy's arms and twisted them behind his back and cuffed them there. Now Joey's entire balance was on his tits as he knelt on the footstool. "There, you can watch your classmates during gym class. I'll come back later, and don't sorry, I have the right stuff to dissolve the glue. But if you try to pull yourself away, you'll rip those slut nipples right off your chest." Joey's mouth hung open in pain and horror...spit dripped from the boy's chin. The pressure on his chest was intense and the sting in his big nips terrible. "Now lets get you a bit more comfortable." The coach moved the footstool back away from the window a bit, so Joey was forced to lean forward, still on his knees on the footstool. This shoved Joey's muscular ass cheeks up and out, caused his back to arch, and put all the pressure on his tits on the window ledge. "Oh God, Coach! I can't stand it! I can't stand it!" Joey was screaming. "We can't have you screaming like that young man, you'll disturb the classes. Let's see if I can find something to shove in your mouth," he rummaged through a drawer. "Here, how about this? One of Brian Sheridan's dirty jock straps. That should do. Open your mouth Bitch. Good Little Bitch. Sixteen-year-old boy Bitch. Now let's see... to make you really comfortable... lift your right leg... just a bit for a second while I put these thumb tacks on the footstool cushion. Now your left leg. Oh my, those thumb tacks are sticking right in your strong young legs... I don't think you're going to complain about going to gym class after our morning sessions any more. "Let's get something nice and big up your ass-cunt, should we? How are those titties feeling...stretched and sore? I'll bet. Nice big spic titties. You know I fought against accepting you at the school. I said, we don't want any wet back greasy Mexican cunt coming to our fine school, but they didn't listen to me. I told them you'd probably infect all the boys with your fucking south of the boarder venereal diseases, but they didn't care. Your father was too fucking influential. So I have to take matters into my own hands. "How about if we shove this football trophy up your ass? Its nice and heavy and big... that should stretch your twat muscles while you watch us at gym class. We'll seal it in with tape. Now stop complaining, it's only half way in, and it has to go cunt deep. Look at that pussy eat it up. "Yessir, you are developing one hell of a pussy. In a couple of weeks you'll have to wear diapers, your turds will drop right out. Ha, ha, ha, ha! I have to admit, you do have a sweet looking ass. Especially after it's been whipped. And look at those big swollen nuts of yours... so round... so firm... so fully packed, not bad for our second day of discipline." In the dorm corridor, Sam Jordan took a deep breath and knocked on Brian Sheridan's door. He was a bit scared to approach the senior, but he felt he needed help with the photos he possessed. He needed some advice as to what to do with them, and Brian was one of the most influential students on campus. Sam knocked again. "Just a fucking minute!" Brian opened the door. He was totally naked except for a pair of small white jockey shorts. And from the size of his bulging dick in the underpants, Sam could guess that the boy had been beating off. Brian smiled a big lopsided grin. "Well lookie who's here. Little pretty boy freshman Sam Jordan. What can I do for you Miss Jordan?" Brian stood there, hands on hips, his hips thrust forward a bit, pushing out his dick lump. Continued in part 9... *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* 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. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Kristen's collection - Directory 26