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Archive name: joey16.txt (M/m-teen, nc, huml)
Authors name: dale10 (maipenraikhap@msn.com)
Story title : Joey and the Coach - 16

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Joey and the Coach - 16 (M/Fm-teen, nc, huml, inc)
by dale10 (maipenraikhap@msn.com)

***

Joey's show gets hot and heavy.

***

Joey crawled around the room, his sixteen-year-old 
muscles straining, and his youthful athletic body 
wracked with pain. From his mouth, saliva and cum drain 
in strings down onto the mats and gym floor. From his 
teenage-raped asshole cum trickled down onto his 
stretched bloated balls and down his legs. His jock 
asshole was getting that puffy elongate look, like a 
pussy, instead of the normal tight round corrugated teen 
boy asshole look. 

That's what the coach wanted, for Joey's asshole to 
permanently look like a cunt, so that for the rest of 
his life he would always be a freak. Could a sixteen-
year-old boy ever recover from such horrible abuse? 
Probably not.

Years of therapy might allow him to settle the mental 
anguish of knowing you were repeatedly used like a cunt, 
but the physical damage would be permanent. Joey's 
nipples were also starting to look freakish, they had 
been tugged and twisted so much that they would probably 
always stick out like fucking eraser tips. 

The coach had a thing about keeping his boys' nipples so 
abused and sensitive that they couldn't even ever wear 
shirts without being in agony. To the coach's delight 
these boys that he worked on at the school over the 
years, would never have any kind of lives again except 
as fuckpigs. 

Can you break a boy down that much? Can you fuck up his 
mind and body so badly that for the rest of his natural 
or unnatural life, he thinks only of serving dick? You 
sure can. The coach had done it before many times. In 
fact it was his main hobby in life... fucking up boys. 

After Joey had a complete nervous breakdown, the coach 
would have him hypnotized and trained to think of 
nothing but dick. The kid would never be able to go to 
college...his poor family would just think he had some 
kind of mental collapse. He would never be able to hold 
a job that would be part of his conditioning. 

He would never be able to date or socialize in any way, 
except to take cock up his pussy and into his mouth. His 
need for dick would be developed in the boy like a 
heroin addiction. If he didn't get cock at least once an 
hour, he would start to shake and get sick to his 
stomach. 

By the time Joey was seventeen he would need cock and 
sexual abuse all the time. The coach knew it would work 
because he had done it many times before with boys much 
younger than Joey. And if the effects of the training 
started to wear off, well then a refresher course might 
be needed. Eventually the need for cock would become so 
strong that these boys would do nothing but cruise the 
streets all day and night, looking for dick. They would 
also be conditioned to need and want animal dick.

But all of this was still a way off... for Joey's 
conditioning was just starting. He was crawling around 
the room for a bunch of naked perverted men who had just 
fucked his ass and mouth for three hours. He was almost 
mindless with pain and humiliation. 

Each time he drew in a breath, the cum in his lungs 
rattled and each time he breathed out, trails of 
dicksnot ran from his nose. Cum encrusted his lips and 
spotted his smooth chest. Before he had been gang 
fucked, he had been forced to jerk off five times so 
that he was empty of any sexual feeling...so that the 
fucking was pure pain and agony for him.

Fucking is such a common thing that many of us take it 
for granted. We all fuck, fucking is a part of our daily 
lives. Most of us have a wife or a buddy or a girl or a 
boy that we fuck every day. But fucking is a powerful 
weapon. The need to fuck, the thrill of breaking in the 
ass of a virginal boy. These are special moments in 
life. 

The first time a teenage boy's lips are made to spread 
to take in a throbbing leaking dick. A boy who only days 
ago perhaps had a girlfriend and was fucking her and 
feeling like a man, now kneels with his mouth open while 
dicks fuck in and out of it, his handsome youthful face 
stuffed with thick stinking cockmeat. Tell me that boy 
isn't ruined for life.

One of the coach's pals brought out a funnel and they 
threw Joey into a tub and stuck the funnel in his 
asshole/pussy and started to piss into the kid's ass. 
Other guys stood over his head and pissed down into his 
face.

"Open your Goddamned mouth Spic Cunt!" The coach yelled 
as one of his board of trustee members hung his fat hose 
over the kid's cute face and let go with a torrent of 
strong yellow piss. 

Joey opened his mouth and the piss filled it. "Wait 
until we tell you to swallow, wait until your mouth is 
filled to the brim with piss, like a fucking lake of 
piss. Like the fucking urinal that you are Joey."

They let Joey crawl around a bit... over to the little 
lounge in the corner of the small gym, where old 
furniture and stuff provided a relaxation area for the 
coach and his special boys. While Joey crawled, the guys 
tried to hit the funnel with their piss, using Joey as a 
crawling piss target.

Joey's stomach was bloating out like he was pregnant. he 
couldn't take any more piss in his body, still they kept 
pissing down the funnel. Severe cramps tore through his 
gut. The guys noticed this and roared with laughter. 
Joey couldn't hold it anymore and piss started to gush 
out of his own teen dick.

"Look at the fucking pig, he can't even control his 
piss. We'll have to keep him in diapers from now on. 
That will look so hot in the locker room. Joey in 
diapers in front of his teammates."

While Joey lay on the old carpet covered in piss and 
with piss shooting out of his tortured asshole and from 
his dick too, and piss pouring from his mouth as he 
gagged and puked piss, the coach opened the side door.

"Okay, bring in the dogs!"

Five huge dogs trotted into the room, each dog with a 
fully erect and leaking pizzle. Joey screamed and tried 
to crawl away, but he was just too fucking weak, too 
fucked out and the dogs surrounded him, yapping and 
growling... their huge thick pink and purple dog dicks 
slapping the ground with fuckneed. The trustees roared 
approval and applauded and some started to make out 
sizable checks for the school and the coach.

Joey wretched again and piss ran down his chest. He 
didn't know which way to turn, there were dogs on ever 
side of him. The poor jock boy couldn't breath, he tried 
to gulp down air, but the room spun around him. His 
asshole throbbed and the piss in his cunt burned where 
the fucking abrasions were still sensitive. Joey's mouth 
moved, but sounds didn't come out. He knelt there a dog 
among the dogs, little more than an animal now himself.

"Joey will now suck dog dick and take it up his bitch 
pussy."

"This is great! But there should be more dogs Coach."

"Okay, next week I promise you twenty dogs. I'm sure 
Joey will be up
for it. And next week if all goes well, we'll take a 
trip to the stable to show you how much Joey can really 
take."

***

Five teen jocks huddled together in Brian Sheridan's 
room. They had temporarily dismantled the cameras...some 
of the computer geeks knew how to do that stuff. On 
Brian's bed, a naked Sam Jordan was getting fucked by 
Brian's roommate.

"Please, I don't want this, I don't like this..." Sam 
moaned each time the muscular teen jock on top of him 
pounded dick into the kid's rectum.

"Okay Paul, you get to fuck the freshman next, then Art 
and Kyle. Any more guys coming?" Brian was bare-assed 
and his dick was up and rampant. 

What had started as a meeting to see what they could do 
with the pics of the coach's abuse, had turned into a 
full-fledged fuck orgy. They couldn't help it. There was 
that delicious freshman boy ass, and they were horny 
teen boys cooped up in an all male boarding school. 
Shit, such things happen all the time. Oh, they'd feel 
sorry later and try to make it up to Sam by giving him 
some CD's or something. 

Poor Sam, getting ass fucked, wondered how all of this 
had gotten so out of hand. Kyle, a well-muscled brute 
was looking at the pictures of the coach and Joey and 
rubbing the large lump in his gym shorts. "Holy fuck, 
the coach turned Gonzales into a fucking pussy. Hey, 
maybe he'll make him team cunt!"

"No he will not, we're going to stop the coach before he 
next sets his queer eyes on one of us," Brian said, 
watching his buddy plow Sam's asshole and jerking on his 
fat jock prick. 

"Jesus, I hate queers. Face it, the coach is a fucking 
faggot. He gets off an abusing and fucking students." 
Brian's words were short and breathy because he was 
jerking his teen dick so hard.

"What about what we're doing?" Art asked, rubbing his 
leaking dick. "What? We are just having a little fun 
with a freshman boy... so the fuck what? We all know 
we're not faggots. This is just healthy horseplay."

Yeah, healthy horseplay for everyone except poor young 
cute Sam Jordan who knew now he needed to get out of 
this hellhole of a school. His first stop would be the 
Headmaster's office.

"Hey, to make this an official initiation, let's buzz 
the little fucker's head and also shave off what little 
prick hair he has."


Two hours later...

Sam Jordan, hardly able to walk, with cum still bubbling 
out of his ass, but dressed in his school uniform... 
hating his new buzz cut that made him look like a 
fucking freak, knocked on the Headmaster's door.

Continued in part 17...

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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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