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Angel's Fall - 2
by dale10 (maipenraikhap@msn.com)

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Angel is slowly destroyed by the coach. (Mm, exh, nc, 
v, huml, tor)

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CHAPTER 2

"Well?" The coach was impatient to see the beautiful 
Latino boy bare assed naked. "Are you going to stand 
there all day?" 

"What" Angel replied, shaking in the coach's office 
dressed in only his blue and white briefs. The rest of 
his clothes were in a pile on the floor. 

"Are you going to take off those girlie panties, or do 
I have to take them off for you?" 

"Coach, don't make me strip bare-assed, please. I 
didn't do anything. Honest!" 

Angel's sixteen year old body was so fucking hot that 
the coach's hard prick was squirting pre fuck in his 
trousers. The coach had fucked lots of pretty boys in 
his time. He fucked innocent virgin boys almost every 
fucking week, but he honestly could not remember a more 
beautiful young boycunt than Angel. 

What fun it would be to reduce him to sobbing 
cocksucking twatboy. And it was so God damned easy. 
Boys of this age were so self conscious, so easily 
intimidated. They collapsed like a house of cards at 
the least challenge to their budding manhood. 

"Get the fucking underpants off now!" 

Angel, his fingers trembling, hooked his thumbs into 
his briefs and pulled them down. His really beautiful 
sixteen year old prick swung free. It was uncircumcised 
with nice thick dickhead skin. The balls were full and 
fleshy. The coach picked up the smell of teenage prick 
and nuts and his dick gave another lurch. 

Angel stepped out of his underpants and put his hands 
over his genitals... more ashamed than he had ever been 
in his entire life. Suddenly the coach grabbed him 
around the neck and bent him backward. One of the 
coach's hands went down to Angel's prick and pulled the 
foreskin roughly back. 

"Jesus Christ, how can you fuck with that little thing? 
No wonder you are a fucking faggot. Even the cunt of a 
nine year old girl wouldn't feel that little pickle." 
The coach roared with laughter as tears filled Angel's 
eyes. The coach frigged the boy's dick just a bit and 
then threw him across the room. Angel was totally 
humiliated. He didn't know what to do. He put his hands 
over his genitals once again. 

"Get your fucking hands away from your clit, girlie 
boy!"

Angel's dark eyes shot sparks in the direction of the 
coach. "I am not queer and I do just fine fucking girls 
with my dick!" he spat back at the coach. 

"Yeah, says you." The coach laughed again. "The other 
boys say the girls in town laugh about your small cock 
and only date you so they can make fun of you 
afterward." Could this be true? Angel blinked. Oh God, 
this couldn't be true. Were the kids laughing at him 
behind his back? Yes sir, the coach knew how to get to 
a boy all right.

"You are such a pathetic fucking faggot. Let's send 
some naked photos of you like this, sobbing your eyes 
out with your tiny shriveled pickle of a prick bouncing 
between your fucking spic thighs, let's send them to 
every teenage girl in town so that no one will ever 
want to date you again. Or maybe they still will to 
have even more laughs. 

"Did you date Angel? Did you take along a tweezers and 
magnifying glass to masturbate him? Be careful if you 
suck him off, you might get his dick caught in a tooth 
cavity." The coach grabbed the boy roughly by the back 
of the neck. Young angel squealed and tried to twist 
out of the strong grip, but the coach was one mean 
strong motherfucker. 

He dragged Angel across the office toward his desk. 
"Come on Twatface, let's have some fun." Angel was 
naked and very vulnerable. He stumbled on his large 
bare teen feet. He felt the cool office air on his 
naked nuts and prick. He had always thought of himself 
as a really macho handsome youth... everyone had told 
him he was such a stud, but in just a few minutes, the 
coach had shaken all of his confidence. He was truly a 
beautiful boy, but even beautiful boys can doubt their 
beauty when degraded and humiliated. 

The coach picked up a ruler and held it under Angel's 
fat teen prick. "Look at that, its more like a clit on 
a girl than a dick. That could never fuck anything." 

Angel tried to pull away. "Stand still, Fuckwad! You 
move when I say you move." The coach bounced the boy's 
cockmeat on the ruler, and then he poked the foreskin 
again. 

"You are such a faggot." 

"I swear to God, I am not!" 

"Okay, I'll give you one last chance, masturbate it 
hard for me. Let me see how you look with a boner!" 

Continued...

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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