("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._ `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 © 2015. Please do not remove the author information nor make any changes to this story. All rights reserved. Thank you for your consideration. ------------------------------------------------------- Facing Reality by dale10 (dale10gut@yahoo.com) *** One of the Coach's "special boys" has difficulty adjusting to the restrictions of his new lifestyle. Coach has to remind him of his priorities. (Mm, ped, reluc, d/s, oral, anal, size, huml, voy, mc, ws) *** The teenage boy stood naked in front of his coach. The coach was a tough love teacher. He knew what was best for his boys. And he knew what was best for Gabriel. Gabriel was a beautiful Latino, one of the best athletes in the whole high school. The coach had picked him out at "a special boy!" Special boys got special attention and care from the Coach and the Asst. Coach. They got dweeby underclass boys to do their homework for them. They were allowed to skip classes. They were the pride of the school's sports teams. And they got private one on one training (and sometimes two on one training) from the coach and asst. coach. There were intense bonding sessions for the coach and a "special boy." They worked out naked together and then relaxed naked after the workouts. They massaged each other to ease tension. The coach had very special "internal" massage techniques he applied. The boys were intimidated into sworn silence. Then the more extreme games began. Deep throat massages. Deep throat and anal massages delivered by the Coach and the Asst. coach in tandem. I might add that both the coach and the ass. coach were blessed with huge endowments, and that often made adjusting to the massages difficult for the boys. The coach hung almost ten inches and the asst. coach nearly eleven. "Special boys" were made to do nude workouts late into the night, and many of the coach's friends came to watch. The boys' parents were told that if the boys wanted scholarships to college, they had to devote their entire lives to sports. Most parents accepted this. The coach required "special boys" to undergo special therapy such as "urine showers." He also provided special "health" drinks for the boys that often tasted revolting, smelled disgusting and had a horrible consistency. Still, the boys had to drink down the "health" drinks while the coach and his many friends laughed and applauded. Many of the men who watched the special training sessions would pat the naked lads on the back or on the tummy and tell the boys that they had contributed to the drink! The boys knew the score. They were not stupid. They knew it was sexual and perverted, but they had foolishly fallen for the glamor of being a star jock and all the attention it gave them. They desperately wanted scholarships, many of them coming from poor families. Once in, it was difficult to get out. And once they were cocksuckers, the coach had leverage over them as well. Suppose word did get out. They would be branded for life. Their reputations ruined. Once a boy was trapped, the coach would pass him around to all of his friends. He traded boys for weekends with coaches from other schools with similar tastes. Sometimes a boy's asshole would be so sore, he had trouble playing in a big game. The coach was relentless. He made "special" boy practice with large dildoes up their asses. How else would their tender teen holes ever be able to take both the coach and the asst. coach up there at the same time? Of course the boys were not allowed to ejaculate! They were not allowed to cum. They were edged for months at a time... forced to masturbate for hours each day without cumming. If a boy came without permission, he was punished. The coach loved to use Ben-Gay ointment spread liberally on a boy's balls, dick and asshole as a punishment. Other punishments for "special boys" included having to clean the filthy jock straps of the entire team with their mouths! "Special boys" were not allowed to date or even speak to girls! They had to totally ignore all the girls at school during the school day. Once a school counselor had suggested that it might be "abnormal" to forbid healthy teenage boys from interacting with girls. The coach told the counselor to mind his own fucking business. And this was where Gabriel came in. He was one of the coach's "special boys." He had a particularly sweet tight ass. Both the coach and asst. coach shot their dick loads up Gabriel's sweet ass four or five times a week. On weekends, the coach's male friends fucked Gabriel liberally. He usually took twenty to thirty dicks up his asscunt each weekend. He sucked so much dick that he often burped up cum! But that wasn't Gabriel's problem. His problem was that he developed a crush on a sweet freshman girl named Cindy. His heart flipped over every time he saw her in the school hall. He was in the bloom of young love! The coach could not have this. So, Gabriel now stood naked before the coach. "You fucking asswipe. You actually kissed the stupid cunt! Do you want to be kicked off the team and lose any chance of a scholarship? I busted my ass getting you a chance at a really great school, and you FUCK IT UP? What kind of a useless dickwad are you anyway?" The coach slapped the boy hard. Gabriel's head spun from the blow. He started to cry. "I really like her coach. I can't help it. I feel something special for her!" He thought perhaps the coach might understand. Stupid boy! "YOU ARE ONE OF THE COACH'S SPECIAL BOYS. YOU FEEL SOMETHING SPECIAL FOR MY FUCKING DICK UP YOUR BOYCUNT! YOU SUCK DICK IN A SPECIAL WAY. WOULD YOU LIKE THAT FUCKING TWAT TO KNOW THAT? DO YOU THINK SHE WOULD DATE YOU IF SHE KNEW YOU WERE A DIRTY LITTLE COCKSUCKER?" Gabriel started to tremble. He didn't have to answer. The coach knew the answer. "And Gabriel, " the coach went on. "You know I am only doing this for your own good. Gabriel, my boy, you can never date a girl! "Look at the fucking size of your dick! YOUR FUCKING DICK IS NO LARGER THAN A PEANUT! THINK OF MY HUGE HORSE COCK, AND THINK OF THE FUCKING MEAT ON ASST. COACH GREYSON. NOW LOOK IN THE MIRROR AT YOUR DICK! YOU CAN SEE HOW HOPELESSLY PATHETIC IT IS. YOU HAVE THE SMALLEST DICK OF ANY BOY ON THE TEAM! YOU HAVE AN ABNORMALLY SMALL DICK. NO GIRL WOULD EVER WANT TO DATE YOU. YOU COULD NEVER FUCK A GIRL. CHRIST, SHE WOULD NEVER EVEN FEEL YOUR MEAT! SHE'D HAVE TO ASK YOU, 'IS IT IN YET?' DO YOU WANT THAT TO HAPPEN?" Gabriel was sobbing now. He knew his dick was small. The coach encouraged all the other boys on the team to make fun of him. His nickname was Peanut Dick! 'MAYBE WE SHOULD SEND CINDY A PHOTO OF YOUR DICK! THAT WOULD KEEP HER AWAY FROM YOU!" "Oh God, please no, please Coach!" The boy was terrified. He was so fucking cute when he was frightened. "Should we send her a picture of your dick soft or hard? Soft it's about half an inch...hard it's about two inches. Which would you prefer?" Gabriel fell to his knees sobbing. Tears dripped from his sweet, handsome face onto his muscular chest. "God, please don't do that. I won't talk to her no more! I promise!" "JESUS, GABRIEL, LOOK AT THAT PATHETIC LITTLE DICK OF YOURS. I HAVE SEEN GIRLS WITH CLITS BIGGER THAN YOUR DICK! WE HAVE TROUBLE EVEN JERKING IT. WE HAVE TO USE A TWEEZERS ON IT! NEVER EVER EVEN CONSIDER FUCKING A GIRL! IMAGINE IF WORD GOT AROUND AMONG THE GIRLS AT THE SCHOOL THAT THE STAR ATHLETE HAD A PEANUT DICK!" Gabriel was curled up on the floor shivering and sobbing. The coach started laughing. "You need to be punished, Gabriel. I think I'm going to shove the handle of a tennis racquet up your ass! Would that be okay with you?" "YES...COACH. YES! ANYTHING. JUST PLEASE DON'T SHOW HER A PHOTO! I'LL BE GOOD. I PROMISE! END? *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in 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 system. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Kristen's collection - Directory 83