Date: Wed, 10 Feb 2021 17:10:51 -0500 From: Lacy Lips Subject: Jessie's Mow & Blow 7 Jessie's Mow & Blow 7 ©Lacylips@gmail.com DISCLAIMER: This is a fantasy depicting sexual acts involving male teens. The story is intended for adult readers and not minors. IF YOU ARE NOT OF LEGAL AGE TO BE READING THIS STORY OR IF YOU FIND SUCH MATERIAL OFFENSIVE, PLEASE LEAVE. All characters are fictional and in no way related to any person or persons living or deceased. _______________ After the saturday session of "tryouts" with the swim team all I could think about was the joy of all of that teen dick using my needy sissy mouth. My own cock was constantly hard in whatever panties I chose to encase it. I was surprised that my wrist made to til Thursday when I was told that the coach wanted to interview me for the equipmemt manager position. In the hall Matt handed me a note instructing me to report to the locker room right after classes. It was starting to feel real and I was starting to feel real hard in my pants. The locker room was empty when I got there but I knew the coach had offices down the hall in the back. Reading the names on each plaque I came to Coach Paris- Swim Team. A touch nervous I knocked. "Come in." Stepping in my eyes widen seeing this bod god of a coach. Late twenties maybe thirty. Tall and muscular. No shirt, no hair. Lean legs and satin warmup shorts with a growing bulge. "Are you Jessie?" I nodded. "Speak!" "Yes sir , I am Jessie." "and you want to be the new equipment manager, Correct?" "Yes sir. Yes coach. I think I have the skills and motivation to do a good job." "From what I hear you demoed what good jobs you can perform for the team over the weekend. They gave you an excellent review. Let's get my interview going." He explained that the position would involve a lot of time in certain positions. One of those being on my knees in the locker room. He threw me a shower towel saying that my job would require me to launder all of the towels and be sure large stacks of nice soft ones were always available. I had to collect and wash all of their swim suits after practices and meets also. Both very important. "Fold the towel over a few times and put it on the floor. Now strip! Get those clothes off. I want to see the uniform the boys all loved you in last weekend." Kind of embarrassed I tossed my polo shirt and dropped my chinos revealing the same white nylon and lace panties from before. Coach gaspped a bit seeing that and how hard my pecker was in them. "My! It appears the boys were correct. You are quite the sexy and eager sissy boy aren't you. Show is over. On your knees on the folded towel. This position will be the most frequent position that your manager job will require. You goods with that?" "Yes coach. Very good." "Take my fucking shorts off bitch before you drown just drooling at the bulge." I snatched the shorts down to his feet and he stepped out. "Interview starts now. Tongue out. Taste my thick cock!" I was all over that monster in seconds. Licking the length of each side and its weight resting on my face as I teased and nibbled at his tight sack of nuts. Over 7 inches of its extra thick design sat burning into my cheek while I serviced ball one and then two. "Oh, Holy shit! Stop. You are making me insane here. Let's hit the shower." I wanted it all of the nicest longest dick I had ever encountered in my throat but guess that had to wait. When I stood up coach Paris cupped my junk thru the silky fabric using it like a handle pulling me towards the large shower stall in his office. "Nice. With a cute package like this and the presentation as well you might just get a few tips from your teammates before a season ends. They all will suck cock with the right motivation." He pushed me in and turned on the warm cascades of water from 3 heads. Very nice and soon his hands were all over my body with scented body wash, lathering me up. My neck and shoulders were just the beginning as his strong hands found my boy tits and his thumbs pressed hard into my nipples. Returning his hands to my back I was smashed against him and his monster erection, all soapy and slippery, ground into my belly while my own stiff member poked him in the balls. It all felt so great. Coaches hand slid down my back locked in the slippery sexy embrace and perched on the globes of my perky bottom, kneading them like loaves of bread in the making. Seconds later his grouped fingers were yanking and prying my ass crack open like shucking an oyster. "You good Jessie?" "Oh I am so good you cannot believe." was my response just prior to getting his long middle finger shoved straight and full up my shit chute, boy cunt, anal pussy, whatever. It felt great and kind of stunned me receiving it. "I see you like something up your ass. Right sissy? Yeah you do. Where else to you like things stuffed?" I was pretty sure he knew the answer to that question if he had talked to the team after saturday's "testing". But, I mumbled into his smooth chest while trying to tease him by sucking a nipple, "in my mouth. I love to suck cock!" His hands released my bottom and then his hug as well. Moving them to my shoulders I was pressed to a squat in front of the coach and given a proper introduction to his fabulous phallic wonder. What a fucking cock. Smooth glasslike hairless goodness I just had to eat and giving him no chance to resist I swallowed the full length actually entering my throat on the first descent. Gobble , gobble, suck, slide, rotate the tongue, Repeat, repeat. Gag a little and do it again. My arms around his slick thighs would not allow his slippery soapy bod to withdraw until I was ready. This cum hungry sissy slut needed a feeding and as it turned out I did not have to wait long for it. The first saturating stream of hot all natural throat lube took course over the roof of my mouth and straight down my gullet. I had to back off a touch needing a full taste of the following deluge of cum. Yum. Got it! Soaking my tongue, teeth and gums before the third spray caused minor eruptions at the corners and streamers down my chin. Dam I love cum. Hot fresh gooey clumpy dollops of baby batter and gonad gravy. Drained and weakened, coach tried to pull away but I resisted using dyson level suction to hold his sweet still plump sperm dispenser in place between my lips. Best load ever. Sure hoped I would get the job. Standing and about to leave the shower coach told me there was one last thing to do. "We need very clean equipment for you initiation." From the shower wall he unhooked a hosed device that looked like a long stainless steel test tube with a few holes on the sides. "Hand up high on the wall Jessie boy and push your hot perky bottom back at me." Shortly the cold touch of steel clenched my pucker and I realized where that thing was headed. "You sissy types should always be sure that every bit of you is cleaned off and cleaned out before exiting a shower. Never fear. In the end you will enjoy it." Well, in my end is where it was going and going until he told me he was starting the good part. Using a valve on the hose the warm water slowly eased from the jets on the tube making me jump but in a good pleasurable way. "You good?" "Yeah?" "Here it comes for real." and he cranked up the flow. The walls of my rectum were being stimulated followed by the amazing sensation of my colon being inflated with warm h2o. Different, not bad, just different. "Tell me when you think have as much as you can take." "I think I am there coach, right now." "Another splash up your ass and we stop." The topping off had me worried I would blow my backside guts out. He pushed open the door pointing me to the commode opposite the shower. "Sit slut boy. Hold it in as long as you can then let it rip. Enjoy blowing you ass out." Holding off for but a few seconds this was all new to me but I kind of enjoyed the fullness and warmth within. Had to let it go and my bottom felt like a rocket launch when I did. Did you ever have one of the plastic rockets as a kid that you put air into and then used a little pump to pressurize. When you release it the water blasted out the the projectile was airborne. That is what it felt like to release the dose of douche. Of course my ass did not leave the seat. "Quick. Back in here. 2 more rounds should do the job." The second and third fill-ups felt even better and I held each one a touch longer because of that. After the last splash coach checked the bowl to assure himself I was perfectly prepped. Still a question of what was to come but I had a pretty good idea I was getting fucked. Comments? lacylips@gmail.com Please consider donating to Nifty. 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