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(Mm-teen, reluc, voy, 1st, mast, oral, huml, mc) *** Sixteen year old Pete Calloway knocked on the coach's door. "Come in, " said the strong masculine voice, and Pete gulped and opened the door. "Ah, Coach, I'm sorry to disturb you... but I wonder if I could talk to you about a problem I've got..." The coach looked up and smiled. "Pete, my man, come right in and sit down. You know I always have time for my boys. My boys are number one and more important than anything else in my life to me. Now what can I help you with?" This was really difficult for Pete to talk about. It was bad enough to have to endure it, but to have to talk about it was torture. "Ah, sir... its my.... my cock control. I don't think I'm gonna make it." The coach's handsome face got a very concerned, serious expression on it. "Now son, you know that this is the most important part of your athletic training. You know that the storing up of sexual juices, creates that extra needed edge and energy that you need to be a winning athlete. All the great athletes of the world do it. "Its not something that is openly talked about, but it's so important. Also you know we can't allow sixteen year old boys to walk around school shooting off in their pants every time they see a cunt. I know how boys your age can be, remember I was once young too. You have to learn to control your sexual urges. That is the only way to become a responsible adult. "Now if the other boys on the team can do it, why can't you?" The coach knew the other hand picked boys were suffering just as much, and it make his big dick hard in his trousers to just think about it. All these agonized horny teenage boys, going nuts with fuck need. Tears actually formed in Pete's eyes. He so wanted to please the coach. "I don't know why I have such a hard time. The other guys are having a pretty rough time too, but I just don't know if I can stand make it. I'm being honest here coach. Sometimes, I just about go out of my mind, I need to cum so badly." "How long has it been since your fuckmeat shot off?" Everything the coach did, including the way he spoke to the boys, was designed to increase their torment. "It will be two weeks tomorrow." "The first three months are the hardest, son. After that the control gets easier. Tell me, how often did you shoot off before training started?" The cute blond boy look down sheepishly. He hated talking about his sexual habits and feelings. But what could he do? "Three times day, usually." He scraped one tennis shoe across the carpet and shifted in his chair. He looked so vulnerable and innocent. "And If I remember correctly, you did think a lot about cunt, but you have never actually fucked any pussy, is that correct?" The coach kept his concern clinical, but his dick was leaking in his pants already. It was heaven to work all day with these sensitive, shy boys whose self-confidence was still so low. "No sir." Pete's cute face dropped even more so he was staring at the floor. "You never actually had your teenage dick in a cunt... right?" "That's right..." Pete was beginning to regret coming in to see the coach at all. But he couldn't take the suffering. "Have you ever had your dick sucked by a bitch?" The coach treated girls like shit, and encouraged his boys to do the same. When they were allowed to even deal with girls and that was not until they were at least 18. "No sir." "That's good boy, don't be ashamed of it. I like a boy who is pure. Not fucked with by sluts and whores. Our job is to keep you pure, so you can concentrate on your studies and your athletics. I can see bright things in your future, including a scholarship, if you impress me and excel in the program. "Oh sir," a big tear rolled down Pete's cheek, "I want to do what's right. I want to follow your orders, but my... my dick sir. It wants to cum so badly, I can't stand it. My balls feel all swollen and they hurt all the time. Its not the fact that you don't want us to cum... that I can handle, I think... its the hourly exercises to get the cock hard and dripping that are driving me nuts. If I just didn't have to play with it all the time, I would be okay. But when I bring it so close to shooting and then can't, it actually hurts pretty badly sir!" "That's all part of your training Pete. It's called edging, and nothing teaches a boy self discipline and control like edging. It makes you more competitive and focused on the sports field. It keeps your body alive and active. Its the most important part of my training program. "Now if other boys can do it, so can you. You sill slip a few times and shoot off by mistake or because you can't stand it. Every boy slips sometimes...and its important you tell me when that happens so I can punish you. Punishment is the best way to control it in the future. Now which jerk regime are you on?" Pete gulped. He could feel his dick getting hard in his pants. It happened all the time now, even in front of teachers and his parents. Well sir. When I wake up in the morning, I take off the chastity cup, and jerk my dick for twenty minutes without cumming." The coach provided each of his boys with a plastic chastity cup so they would not get a hard on and shoot off in their sleep. Then I shit and shower and let my prick relax. Then I go back to my room and jerk for another twenty minutes. It's leaking pretty good by now, like you want. But sometimes I come so close to shooting, I don't know what to do. Then I get dressed and go down for breakfast. I get it hard twice while I am eating like you said I should do." "Excuse me for interrupting, but what do you focus on and think about while you do these jerking exercises?" "I try to think about the other guys on the team, like you said. You know, to build team spirit. I think how they have to do the same dick jerking exercises too and stuff, but sometimes, I can't help it, I still think about girls. Especially my ex girlfriend." The coach nodded, adjusting his huge leaking dick in his pants. "That's part of your problem right there. Now my records here show that you broke up with your girlfriend four days after you joined the team...correct?" Pete nodded. "You told us we had to..." "And you took the Coach's Oath not to even speak to any cunts at school or anywhere, no phone calls to cunts, no dates, not meetings at the mall... no contact with pussy except for mothers and sisters and female teachers... correct?" "You took down any posters of cunt you had in your room, and got rid of any magazines?" Pete nodded. "Who is your training control buddy?" "Mark Eastman, sir." "He's a fine boy, and his cock control is coming along very nicely. I just had a meeting with him yesterday. He's doing so well, I may allow him a milking soon." Pete groaned. "Please sir, if I could just have a milking, I know I could do better next time. If I could just have some relief for a while." The coach smiled. "Pete, you and I both know that is a lie. If we milk you and let you cum, it will just be worse next time. No, milkings are reserved for boys who show total control and exceptional behavior. So you jerk for an hour each night with Mark on the phone, and you talk about your jerking experiences, correct?" "Y-yes sir." "And you meet with him for four hours on Saturday and four hours on Sunday for Double Jerks, is that correct?" "Yes sir. Sometimes the need to cum is so bad, we lay there on my bed and just groan and cry... honest to God, Coach." "Yes, well, It's easier to go through that if you have a buddy to share it with. All part of your training. And then at school, you meet before classes for the morning team jerk. You see how some of those boys bring their cocks so close to the edge they actually have stomach spasms and their balls contract, but they still do not cum. That's our goal, Pete. "Then I expect you to get a hard on for fifteen minutes in each class. Between classes you report to the locker room or the toilet to jerk to a nice leaking boner. And then of course after school, our regular athletic training including hard on swimming, hard on exercises, hard on soccer, etc." "Sir, my cock is all I think about all day and night. It's like the only thing on my mind. I can't study or think about sports, I only think about my dick. And it makes me think about girls more than ever, even though I try not to. I feel like such a loser! And I am terrified, I am going to shoot off any minutes...even in my pants." The Coach smiled. "Pete, you are not going through anything that hundreds of other boys haven't gone through while trying to learn control. Believe me, this will help to shape your future life. You want to be a decent, moral adult, don't You? You don't want to be one of those bums who at twenty are controlled totally by their dick? Who fuck everything in sight, and have no one's respect? This is the age where you must learn to control your urges and desires." "I try Sir, but OH God... its so close to cumming all the time... my dick head actually tingles and my prick throbs and it's leaking all the time now." "Okay, I'm going to give you a little leaking jar to collect your leakings in. I want to start measuring them. Also I want to do a urine sample, your piss should contain some pre-fuck in it al all times by now. It should be cloudy from the pre fuck slop gathering in your dick. why don't you strip down and let me get a good look at your fuckmeat and nuts." Young sixteen year old Pete stripped naked. He slipped off his shoes and socks, unbuttoned his shirt and took it off. Peeled off his tee shirt, Undid his trousers and slipped them down and stepped out of them. He wore no underpants. The coach didn't allow his boys to wear underwear on certain days during training. He like to see the fuckslop leak spots on the boys pants fronts. He often made the boys wear tan pants too so the spots and the hard dicks would show more easily. "Would you like me to help you control your need to cum for a while? Would you like me to take your mind off your dick for a bit?" "The boy's eyes teared up gratefully. "Oh God, yes, please sir." "Okay, then, I am going to give you a clip session. It's a little painful, but nothing a boy your age can't handle. Lie down over here on the office couch." The Coach could see that the boy's teenage cock was heavy with lust, it was thick and hung heavy, and the fuck sack looked swollen and full. This boy was really trying hard to please Coach. Good boy. As the kid climbed up onto the couch, his teenage nuts and dick swung back and forth. It made the Coach's full hard thick prick twitch in his pants and shoot out a little pre fuck. And the Coach had already fucked one of his boys in the ass this morning, and had another boy give him a suck job. "I am going to restrain you, just so you don' t thrash around too much. And I am going to put this rope in your mouth for you to bite on and also to keep you still. Now don't be nervous. There is really nothing to this. I am just going to tie up your dick and nuts to stop you from being so close to cumming, and then I am going to clip your body for you so you can concentrate on other parts of your fine young torso! "By the way, young man, remind me to start you on some nipple exercises next week. A boy's pecs are only as good as his nipples. You can have a really well developed chest, but if the nipples are not sensitive and impressive, it's not worth a thing. "Now I am going to tie your dick and balls up pretty tight. That's so you cannot cum. I am going to leave them that way for the rest of the day. You go to classes like this. You are excused from jerking for the rest of the day. Come back last period and I will remove the cock bindings. Your dick will probably be blue by then, but don't worry. "Also you will not be able to piss all day. I want you to drink a glass of water between each class, but you will not be able to piss. This will also help the control. I will allow you to piss when I remove the bindings." While he talked, the coach ran his hands over the boy's beautiful smooth body. He couldn't wait to fuck this boy. But he liked to move slowly, it made it more fun. First he got a boy nice and submissive, then he taught the boy that his body belonged to the coach. Then he got the boy sucking and finally, he forced his big fat dick up into the tight little boy asshole. Then he got the boy fucking and sucking with the other boys. The boys who were already fucking and sucking and drinking piss and eating shit and all that stuff, knew which boys were off limits, which boys were new and still being trained. The coach not only tied up the kid's bursting ball bag, but he tightly confined the prick itself with rope. The boy groaned in agony. "Ohhhh... that's so tight. It really hurts..." the boy moaned through his rope gag. "Shhhhh... its to help you with your cock control. We'll have these sessions twice a week from now on." The Coach kept some boys from cumming for months and months. He only enjoyed it as long as the boy was in total agony. The boys who fucked and sucked also could not cum... they had sex sessions that lasted for hours without any of the boys being allowed to shoot fuckslop. When the teen dick was tightly bound, the Coach took out the plastic clothespins. Large ones with really strong, tight springs. These were not baby clips. He started to place the clips up and down the boy's body, pinching the pretty pale pink flesh painfully. The boy tried to break loose. He threw his body and groaned. He cried and at last sobbed. The Coach kept telling him it was for his own good and see how it took his mind off his dick. The naked suffering body of a teenage boy on the table in front of him. How wonderful. There was something about a naked teenager that just drove the Coach nuts. That's why he chose this profession. He clipped the boy's tits and then his dick shaft. He clipped the boy's nutsack, and laughed as each time he applied a new clamp, the kid threw his body in anguish. "You see, hardly thinking about cumming, or your dick, or girls at all now are you, Pete? Anytime you come close to cumming and think you might lose control, you just think about this session, and remind yourself that it would be five times worse if you shot off without permission." Pete's body was twitching and trembling now. Almost in a state of shock from the pain. In between applying clamps, the Coach gently stroked and patted the boys flesh. Such a pretty young cuntboy! The coach would next shackled the boy with leg and arm restraints and then continue the clipping while putting the kid in different body positions and postures. He might add a chain or two and take some photos for his pals. The Coach really loved his job. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 39