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Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- Joey and the Coach - 10 (M/m-teen, nc, huml, v) by dale10 (maipenraikhap@msn.com) *** Sam Jordan tries to stop the coach but gets into his own mess *** Joey Gonzales could hardly walk when he met Mike his roommate under the stairwell in the dorms. His nipples burned as they rubbed against his shirt, and dog cum still leaked from out of his canine-raped asshole. He was a physical and psychological mess. Mike was amazed at the condition of his buddy. "I been thinking about it all day, and we got no choice." Joey said to Mike. "I know, man, but I'm not sure I can fuck you three times a night, every night." Joey slammed his friend against the wall hard. He was desperate. "You won't fuck me at all. That's not the answer. You have no idea what that bastard did to me in his office...." "Joey, I can't help that, it's not my fault. I didn't do nothing." Mike got scared when his friend got angry. Joey was so much larger and tougher than Mike. "You got drunk. You fucked young cunt, the same as me. Why should I get all this shit dumped on me?" "Maybe coach has got it in for you. You know there were other boys he drove out of the school by bullying them." "Asswipe! This is not bullying. This is sexual abuse. And don't think you'll get off so easy. He's got his sights set on you too. It's just a matter of time. That's why we gotta act now." "And do what?" Mike was getting scared. "Keep your fucking voice down. We got no choice. We gotta kill the fucker!" Mike's cute fifteen-year-old face turned pale. "You're kidding, right?" "You asshole. I am dead serious. If we don't get rid of him, he will ruin us. He can send those pics of us fucking to our folks and damn time he pleases. You know what a sadist he is. Remember how he made fun of Ching Lee's tiny dick in front of the whole class and made the kid show everybody his prick?" Mike kind of laughed. "Well it was pretty small." "Yeah but who do you think got the idea going around that since Ching wasn't a man, he might be a better girl and should suck the whole team off....." "Ah, the school's better off without that Chink anyway. He never woulda lasted. And he was too Goddamn smart for his own good." "That's not my point twerp. My point is that it was the Coach who orchestrated that entire event. And he can do the same with us. We got no choice, man. We gotta get that son of a bitch, before he destroys us." Joey didn't want to tell Mike he had been fucked by a dog. But if it was the only way to convince him to help, he would do it. Mike chewed his cute lower lip. "Even if we wanted to... how could we do it?" "He jogs the halls every night, we wait at the top of a stairwell and give him a shove. It looks like an accident." "I gotta think about this. This is way too radical for me, Joey." "Yeah, well wait until it's your turn in his office. I gotta go see the doc now, and I don't exactly relish that either. He's almost as big a pervert as the Coach and they're best friends." Mike looked down at the floor. "I'm sorry Joey. I'll think about it." "Holy fuck!" Brian Sheridan said, studying the pics of Joey getting bottle fucked by the Coach. "These are fucking great Sam, lick my balls a little." Sam slid the long fat spit slick dick out of his fourteen-year-old mouth and started to lick the sweaty swinging scrotum of the senior. Sam had never licked balls before. He had never committed any sexual act before other than jerking his own teen prick. The taste and feel were so strange to him. "Jesus Sam, you lick nuts like an 8 year old girl. Put some enthusiasm into it. If you want me to help you, you're going to have to do better than this. Make love to those nuts. Shit these pics are really hot. Joey Gonzales, the athletic stud of the school getting a bottle rammed up his shitter. You are right about one thing. The coach is a sick puppy! I think we can use these to our advantage Sam. Now lick my dick head, it's leaking like crazy." Sam's cute young face was covered with fuckslop, it was streaked across his nose and dripped from his chin. He licked at the drooling piss slit of the older boy. "Jesus, I hate being stuck here in this all boys school with no twat available. I get so fucking horny. Hey, Sam, strip off your clothes and let me see your ass." Sam pulled back, a string of pre cum connecting the dick head to his lips. "No way, Brian, we said a blow job...that was the deal. A blow job for your help." Brian smiled. "Yeah, but now I feel like fucking some ass, and you're about the closest thing we got to a twat in this school. And you need my help. And you don't need me to go to the coach with these pics and tell him where I got them. Now strip out of your clothes pretty boy and let me see those sweet ass globes of yours." "Please Brian, I never did anything like that..." Brian put a comforting hand on Sam's shoulder. "Look at it this way, you'd have gotten fucked sooner or later anyway. As part of your swim team initiation, all the seniors on the team will get a crack at you...so I'm just starting you out early. Getting you prepped. Now be a good boy and strip down. I like my pussyboy bare assed when I fuck him." "But you're not queer..." Sam started to strip, tears in his young eyes. "Course not. I'll kill anybody calls me a faggot. Fucking boy ass isn't really about sex. It's more about power, power and unloading your bloated balls in a convenient twathole. Now come on Sam, don't be difficult." "But you're too big. Fuck you're ten inches..." "I guess this is just your lucky day. I like to go balls deep on the first thrust, so you'll be used to it in no time. After I've fucked you ten or twelve times Sam, your hole will adjust." "Ten or twelve times?" Sam's chest was bare now and his cute little brown nipples looked perky and hot. His flat slender tummy fluttered. "Hey, these pics are dynamite. We could both get in a shitload of trouble. You need my help. And it's worth a little more than just one or two fucks. If you want me to take care of this...you have to be my private pussy boy all semester." For some reason Sam's teen dick gave a lurch in his pants. He swallowed hard and kicked off his shoes. As Mike entered his room, someone grabbed him and threw him down on the bed. He thought it was one of the guys horsing around, until he looked up at the muscular lean form of Coach Black. "Mikee, boy, I don't think you are doing a forceful enough job fucking your roommate, so I thought I'd stop by and show you how to do it. Strip off Mike, I need some of that sweet fifteen year old boy ass of yours." Mike crawled back up toward the head of his bed, away from the coach who was already stripping. "You can't do this Coach. You can't get away with this...." The Coach laughed. "Of course I can. I know what your father would do to you if you caused a scandal. And videos of you fucking another boy would really cause the shit to hit the fan. So you just better behave Mike. Did Joey tell you, I had a dog fuck him today?" "Oh God no..." Mike could hardly move. His body was numb with fear. "Now if you don't give me one of the best virgin boyfucks I ever had. I just might let the canine bitch you too. I expect you to use your ass like a first class whore. I want it to grip my dick like a fucking velvet glove. I want to feel your rectal muscles making love to my fuckmeat. You better be prime pussy boy, or you and Joey might change places." Cute young Mike began to tremble. Tears ran down his sweet young face. "And from now on when you throw your nightly fucks into Joey, I expect you to use the same technique I'm going to use on you, the pump and grind twat stretcher!" At that moment, Joey walked into the Doctor's office. The Doc was waiting for him, his own prick rock hard in his pants. "Ahhh Joey, Coach Black tells me you have a sore pussy from too much cunting around with the boys on your football team. You faggot boys really have to watch how much dick you take. You can't have it all you know." "That's not true, Doc. The coach..." "Shut the fuck up Joey. You don't want to contradict the Coach. Besides, I had you pegged for a faggot when I gave you your first exam. I just about touched you and your prick got a hard on. You love to have men touch you. Well, you're going to have to control how many jocks you let up that pussy of yours. I can only repair a torn twat so much. Now strip down and we'll take a look." (we have pictures) Continued in part 11... *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* 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