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Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- Joey and the Coach - 13 (M/Fm-teen, nc, huml, inc) by dale10 (maipenraikhap@msn.com) *** The Coach gets Joey ready for a demonstration. *** Mike woke up with his hard dick in Joey's ass. He must have fallen asleep that way last night. He had to admit it felt really good to have his fifteen year old prick embedded that way first thing in the morning. As his head cleared, he began to moves his hips back and forth, sliding his big prick in and out of the other boy's stretched, raw asshole. Joey let out a groan as he too came awake. Then Joey pulled away, the big dick popping out of the Latino student's ass. "What the fuck are you doing, motherfucker?" Joey flipped over and grabbed the other naked boy by the throat. Their long legs intertwined and their hard dick flopped against one another. "I didn't mean nothing Joey... It's just my morning piss hard is all. We must have fallen asleep with my dick up your ass last night, and it was still there this morning with my piss hard. You know I would never do anything...." "GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY BED." Joey rolled over and buried his face in his pillow Each night he prayed that he would wake up the following day to find all of this only a dream. But each morning brought the bitter reality that it was true. Mike bounded to his feet, his rock hard dick slapping up against his belly and his bare balls bulging. "I don't like this any more than you Joey. You know that. I..I'm going down to take a piss." He grabbed a towel and put it around his waist, but it tented out obscenely. He left the room and headed down to the toilet at the end of the dorm hall. Each floor of the dorm had toilets and shower areas at the end of the hallway. The dorms had been designed by the Coach himself and the place was riddled with hidden cameras. For the boys' own good of course. At first the boys had a difficult time with the toilets, especially the shy boys, but they were told that they had to get over their little boy attitude and that the toilets were based upon a military design for efficiency. The toilets in the rest of the school including the gym area were conventional and were the ones the public saw. There were no conventional urinals in the dorm toilet areas. There were round basin like cement tubs with running water The boys had to stand in circles around the cement tubs and piss down into them. That meant that each boy had to watch the others piss as he pissed. There were no toilet stalls as well. There was a row of eight toilets standing in the middle of the room. They had no toilet seats, only the white porcelain. Any boy taking a shit had to do with every other boy watching. Across from the toilets were twelve shower nozzles, also providing no privacy. At each shower station the soap was on a small ledge two inches from the floor, so each boy had to bend down to pick up his soap or get the shampoo which was also at that height. Then, the boys also had to contend with the weird "DORM TOILET RULES." The boys had to hand their towels or underwear on hooks outside the bathrooms...before they went in. That meant that any boy entering the toilet area was totally bare assed naked. He had to shit, piss, shower and do whatever else he wanted, totally naked with other naked boys around him. This was also called "Military Style" and designed to get the boys comfortable with themselves. But it was so damn humiliating for the kids of 14 to 18. The younger guys were always being made fun of for their small dicks and any older student with a tiny cock was really the brunt of embarrassing horseplay. When Mike entered the toilet area naked, his morning piss hard sticking straight out now, he saw ten other boys there. Each dorm floor contained twenty-eight students, two to a room. many of the boys Mike saw were also walking around with morning piss hard-ons. That was because the boys could only use the cement urinal tubs when the water was flowing and as usual it was only flowing in one of the tubs. Five guys stood around the small cement tub, their fat dicks hanging thick with the morning need to piss. They tried to talk to each other about school, or sports, or movies, but their eyes kept going to each other's big fat cocks. They were required to piss with their hand clasped behind their backs in "Parade Rest" Military fashion. This was so that they could not play with their dicks while they performed their morning cleaning tasks. So they stood their, dicks hanging freely, swinging with morning piss need heaviness...and one by one as they overcame their shyness...the fat cocks began to swell and twitch and sprays of boy piss shot out. The boys were not allowed to use the toilet bowls to piss, they had to take a dump if they sat down. Worse yet, they were only allowed to piss or shit during certain hours of the day, to learn control and discipline... so the bathrooms were always filled at the same time. "Morning Mike," a dewy eyed freshman who kind of had a crush on him said cheerfully, waiting his turn to piss with his fourteen year old prick slapping his tummy. "Morning Sykes..." Mike said back, not really wanting to talk to anyone. He had to find a way out of the mess he had gotten into with Joey and the Coach. And the way out that he wanted, wasn't Joey's plan. One floor down, Sam Jordan was getting fucked in the ass by Brian Sheridan while Brian's room mate lay snoring across the room in the other bed. "Owwww... that hurts so much Brian...." Sam moaned as the huge eighteen-year-old prick forced it's way up his small rectum. "You'll get used to it... oh Shit, yeah, that feels better than twat. Christ that is good tight boy pussy." "JESUS, THAT HURTS!!" Sam squealed. "Shut the fuck up. Do you wanna wake up the whole dorm?" But it was too late. From across the room came a growl, "I get sloppy seconds in that sweet freshman boy ass." Later in the day, a sullen and exhausted looking Joey entered the gym annex. He had been ordered to report there instead of to the coach's office. "Good morning Cunt!" the coach said cheerfully. "Did you and your boyfriend have a good night fucking?" "No sir." Joey looked at the floor. "Wrong answer Asswipe. I can find you plenty of other boyfriends if that's what you want?" "No sir." Joey said again quickly. "Now don't forget to visit Arloe and your new doggie boyfriend later today. That dog has been causing quite a commotion all night...it seems he just can't get enough of your sweet spic boycunt." The coach laughed. "Oh come on...cheer up. Getting fucked by a dog isn't so bad. I heard that at home, you Mexicans get fucked by your farm animals all the time. is that true, does your mama get fucked by the donkey and the goat?" "We don't live on a farm. My parents are very well off as you know...." SLAP! The coach whacked Joey across the face. "Wrong answer Cuntface. Now tell me does your whore of a mother get fucked by farm animals?" "Yes sir," Joey sniffed. It was starting already and the day was still young. How much more could he take. The coach took Joey's chin and lifted his face to stare into his eyes. "Yes... what? Tell me." "My mother... my mother gets fucked by farm animals." Joey could hardly get the words out. He wanted to cry. "You what of a mother?" The coach squeezed Joey's cheeks together, forcing his pretty mouth into an oval shape. "My whore of a mother gets fucked by farm animals." "And how about your little eight year old sister, does she take donkey prick up his little pussy?" "Yes, my sister takes donkey prick up her pussy..." why would any pervert want to hear such stuff? The coach laughed and released the boy's face. "Well there then...a little doggie dick is nothing compared to that. So don't complain. We do have horses here at the school you know, I could arrange a little party." The coach reached around and squeezed one of Joeys firm ass globes. The boy's ass was very sore and he winced and rose up on his toes. "You get that pussy in shape Gonzales. I wanna see a grade A first class fuckhole down there. Anything less will be unacceptable." The coach was turning a healthy sixteen year old high school boy into a CUNT." The coach released the boy and then moved across the room to a pile of football gear. "Now get your ass out of those clothes and into this new football uniform. A group of very special trustees is seated in the other room and they want to see how the new uniform looks on our star player. You will put on the uniform and then go into the other room and do a little show for us." "A...show sir?" "Don't worry about it, just do what we tell you to do and everything will be fine. They just want to take some pictures for their memories of the fine school they support. You should be flattered Joey, they could have chosen a senior to model the uniform, but they chose you instead. They like you Joey, they like you a lot. Now you don't give me any trouble out there. You do everything we tell you to do... without any foolishness. If you fuck up, I swear to God, you'll rue the day you were born." Reluctantly, poor handsome Joey Ganzales, victim of rape and abuse, began to take off his school clothes to change into the new football uniform. Continued in part 14... *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* 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