("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._ `6_ 6 ) `-. ( ).`-.__.`) (_Y_.)' ._ ) `._ `. ``-..-' _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,' (((' (((-((('' (((( K R I S T E N' S C O L L E C T I O N _________________________________________ WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ Scroll down to view text -------------------------------------------------------- This work is copyrighted to the author © 2006. Please don't remove the author information or make any changes to this story. You may post freely to non-commercial "free" sites, or in the "free" area of commercial sites. Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- Baseball Season - 2 by dale10 (maipenraikhap@msn.com) *** The Coach continues his punishment of Roddy the baseball team captain. (M/m-teens, ped, nc, rp, v, huml) *** The sixteen year old high school student choked on his pain as the Coach brought the ruler down on the boy's sensitive fat hairless scrotum. "Keep those fucking legs spread, or I swear to God, I will beat your fucksack until it bleeds!" The Coach growled, snapping the wooden ruler as hard as he could against the boy nuts. The poor kid tried to tell the coach that the pain was too much, that it was killing him, but the words wouldn't even come out, just croaks and yelps. "I'll teach you to talk to fucking cunts when your mind should be on baseball. I trusted you. I made you one of my team captains, and you still insist on having pussy on your brain." The ruler snapped again thwacking the ball sack and setting it jiggling. Roddy now made sounds like he was trying to gulp down air. His strong young legs started to close to ward off the pain, but the Coach slapped them open. "We are not finished yet, you fucking Twat-face!" He hauled off and punched the boy in the gut. The kid's spit flew up into the air and landed back on his own face. His black hair was plastered to his head with the sweat of fear and pain. Twenty five hard swats to the nut-sack! Twenty five moments of agony followed by that wave of nausea that only comes when a guy is hit in the bags. "There is only one way to teach fuck-wads like you to follow orders..." The coach barked, flipping the boy over so his young beautiful ass was facing the coach. He hung there over the edge of the desk like a fucking rag doll. The coach unzipped and took out his ten inch wrist thick hunk of fuck-meat. Everyone was terrified of the coach's cock. It was like a fucking battering ram. The coach spread the sixteen year old ass cheeks and forced hid huge dick knob against the soft pink teenage boy rosebud. He grunted and thrust his hips forward. The boy jerked like a fresh shot deer. His whole body jerked and jumped. The dick plowed into his ass and kept on going. The coach fucked balls deep on the first thrust. "Take that you fucking teenage Cunt!" The coach felt his massive dick stretching the boy's rectum and beyond. The kid felt totally impaled. He felt like the dick was going up into his body and might come out his mouth. The pain was unbearable. The Coach fucked as hard as he could, and he was a strong, powerful man. He thumped into the small young boy body. He grabbed the kid around the waist and fucked deeper with short hard jabs. It was like the boy was a hunk of meat on a skewer. For ten minutes, the coach plowed the teen ass. Ten minutes of agony for the boy. Then the coach pulled out, flipped the boy over again and shot off on the kid's face. His cum splattered the pretty young face. The boy coughed and spat and choked. He couldn't even fight back. He was like a fucking rag doll. The coach reached down into his desk drawer and pulled out a bottle of whiskey. It was not for drinking. He roughly shoved the bottle up the kid's freshly stretched cunt. "I want to see some improvement out there on the field, starting tomorrow. I want to see real focus and dedication and effort." The coach fucked the bottle in and out of the boy's ass, always forcing more of the wide part into the stretched hole. The boy's pink asshole was raw and opened up like a flower. It would take a lot of muscle work to get it tight again, but the coach made all his special boys do daily asshole exercises. The kid couldn't even speak. He just lay across the desk with spittle running out of his cute mouth, eyes glazed over, taught smooth young body twitching and jerking. The Coach was like a wild animal. He pulled the bottle out of the boy's ass, eyed the streaks of ass slime and shit on the neck, and twisted Roddy's face to one side. "Here suck this clean. It's your shit on my bottle. This will teach you to keep your cunt clean!" He pushed the lip of the bottle into the boy's mouth. Roddy's full young lips enclosed the shit covered lip. He started to moan, then choke. The coach wouldn't allow any funny business. He made the boy suck the bottle. "You puke, you will lick it up, so help me God." He slapped the kid's bare ass as hard as he could, then loped across the room and returned with a baseball bat. "Here we are, this will teach you some respect. Let's see how much you Really like the game of baseball." He started to work the baseball bat up into the kid's gaping asshole. Now the boy was sure he would die. The wooden bat forced the ass lips wide, as if the kid were giving birth. The unbending, solid artificial cock plowed steadily up into the teenager's guts. "Ugh... ugh... ugggghhh!!" the boy grunted as fourteen inches of bat was forced up into his intestines. The coach grabbed the boy and hauled him off the desk. "Run in place...now!" The coach slapped the teenager. Roddy started to run, the bat up his ass causing waves of numbing pain to shoot through his body. He almost fell over, but the coach caught him and slapped his cute face hard four times. "You fucking run until I say you can stop!" Bare assed naked, toes digging into the carpet, with a baseball bat up his ass, sixteen year old Roddy ran in place, his balls slapping his thighs, his dick bouncing. "Higher, lift those fucking legs higher!" The coach picked up the ruler and smacked the kid across the ass globes. The boy ran until' he couldn't any more, he collapsed onto the floor in a beaten, totally exhausted heap, and the bat slowly oozed its way out of his ass. The coach kicked him almost a dozen times. "You fucking little Twat. You cunt-lapping pussy boy! You worthless dick snot rag!" Finally the coach grew tired of kicking the boy and he threw himself into a lounge chair and masturbated his huge hunk of meat. When he was about ready to cum, he yelled, "Get over here dick dump and take my load." Roddy crawled on hands and knees over to his teacher. He opened his mouth and took the thick pink prick head between his soft teenage lips. In his heart of hearts, Roddy knew he had to try harder. He had to do better to please the coach. He had to prove he was worthy of the coach's trust. He sucked the big dick as deep as he could into his mouth and then felt it push at his throat. Little sixteen year old cocksucker Roddy hoped the coach wouldn't give up on him. He sucked harder and tried to work his tongue on the underside of the invading prick. Cock-snot leaked from the dick and ran down his throat. "If you think your punishment is over and I am going to be easy on you, you got another think coming. After we finish here, I am taking you out to the kennels. To be continued? *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* 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 43