Date: Sun, 16 Oct 2005 12:08:07 -0400
From: drewscoach@cox.net
Subject: Wrestling Drew Part 6

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Wrestling Drew - Part 6

Slowly, you open your eyes. Ouch! Your arms hurt! As do your shoulders! And
your legs, and everything else, but especially: your throbbing balls and
nips! Then you remember the incredible beating you took in the gym at the
hands of quarterback Sam and the three wrestlers Mike, Jake and Sean. You
look down your body, amazed that it's still in one piece, and see you're
still in the ring and what's worse: the tit clamps are firmly clamping down
on your now purple nips! You want to remove them, but it just hurts too
much to move. Slowly, very slowly, you force your hand closer to your
side. Your chest, back, delt and arm muscles scream at every inch you move,
but you tough it out.  You slowly slide your hands over your destroyed abs,
and slide them up to your heavily bruised pecs. They sure did a number on
you! But the feel of your muscular body tells you that your time in the gym
wasn't wasted: the layers of muscle all over protected your body against
permanent harm. That same muscle (and their jealousy) may have been the
reason why they beat you up in the first place, but it allowed you to take
everything they could dish out, and although it hurts like fuck right now,
you're gonna recover and get back at those guys!

Finally your hands reach your throbbing nipples. You know it's going to
hurt like hell, as you firmly grab the clamps. Just then, you hear a shout:
"Drew! What happened?" You see that Coach has just entered the gym and is
rushing toward you. Just then, you grab the tit clamps, open them, and pull
them off. Your dick throbs once, painfully, but then the blood rushes back
in to your nips and hits the tortured nerve endings. Pain rips through your
chest, and you black out again.

You're slowly waking up again. But it feels different right away. Your body
still hurts, but slightly less than before, and even before you open your
eyes, you can feel that you're lying in a soft bed, with a sheet over you
up to your midriff. You open your eyes and see me, your Coach, looking at
you with concern.

"Drew, what did they do to you?"

You crack a smile, despite the pain: "I guess they tried to get revenge,
Coach!"

"Would you like me to get a doctor for you?"

"No thanks, Coach, I don't think they did any permanent damage. Just lots
of bruises."

"Hmm. Can you move your fingers and toes, nothing broken?" You wiggle your
toes and fingers.

"No problem, Coach. It hurts to move my arms and legs and stuff, but
there's no broken bones."

"Well, if you change your mind, let me know right away. Would you like
something to drink?"

"Yes, please!" You try to sit up, but pain shoots through your body.

"Relax, Drew. I'll take care of you."


With that, I pull a washcloth from a bucket of water by the bed, and
squeeze it while holding it over your mouth. You gulp down the stream of
water. I repeat this until you've had enough to drink.

"I'll go make you a protein shake in a minute, to help your muscles repair
themselves. But first tell me what happened. "

As you tell me the whole story, I slide the covers down your body, dip the
washcloth in the bucket, then slowly slide it over your body. The cool damp
cloth feels great as I slowly work it all over your aching muscles. As you
reach the end of the story, I tell you: "Boy, you're lucky you survived
that without any permanent damage! I feel so bad for leaving you alone in
the gym!"

"Oh Coach, you couldn't have known what was going to happen. Besides, I
survived it and I'm sure that by tomorrow I'll be back to normal again!"

"Well, those studly muscles sure did a great job of protecting you. But
now, let's work on repairing them." With those words, I slide the washcloth
up your abs. As I reach your pecs, the edge of the washcloth rubs against
your inflamed, swollen nipples. You wince, and I pull the washcloth
back. "No, Coach, it hurts, but at the same time it feels GOOD!" With that,
I slide the washcloth back up and all over your pecs, circling closer and
closer around your nips, then rubbing along them. You groan. "Oh yes,
Coach!"

I move between your legs. My hand moves the washcloth round and round,
playing with your left nipple, while I bend over you and suck your right
nipple into my mouth. Your throbbing nips shoot pain through your body, but
the pain quickly turns to pleasure. Then your dick starts to stretch out,
slowly hardening between your legs. While I'm sucking on your nipple and
teasing the other with the damp cloth, your dick starts to rise up and it
slaps against my abs, drooling all over my shirt. You try to move your hand
to start to jack off, but I stop you as I pull my mouth off your
nipple. "Relax, Drew. Let your muscles rest and I'll take care of it." With
my right hand teasing your left nip with the wash cloth, and my left hand
now playing with your right nip, my mouth opens and I suck down your dick.

"Oh YES, Coach! That feels GREAT!" My hands are now really working over
your nips. You're amazed that they can take it, with the bruising and all
the tit clamp action they went through, but it seems as though the abuse
has just made them more sensitive then ever! Meanwhile, you can feel Coach
deep-throating your rock hard dick, and swallowing furiously so the soft
throat plays all over your dick head! Finally, you can't take it any
more. Your cum EXPLODES out of your dick. After the first shot shoots
straight down my throat, I pull back a bit so that I can catch the rest of
the load in my mouth and savor it. Shot after shot spurts out, your abused
muscles aching as you tighten your entire body in ecstasy.  Then, little by
little you relax, enjoying the afterglow. You see your Coach leaning over
you, your cum dribbling from the corners of his mouth. You kiss me, licking
the cum off my face, when I open my mouth and your tongue slips in, finding
your own load still filling my mouth! Hungrily you suck your sperm from
your Coach's mouth and swallow it. When you've sucked it all up, I sit back
between your legs, and you see your Coach whacking off his rock-hard dick
over you! "Oh God, Drew, you're such a STUD!" With that, I SPRAY MY CUM all
over your pecs and abs. Shot after shot fires all over you, covering your
hot body. As I slowly come down to earth, I massage my cum into your skin,
causing you to moan. Then I lie down on top of your studly body and we
French kiss. When our session finally comes to an end and I pull my sticky
body off yours, you joke: "So was that part of the recovery process,
Coach?"

"As a matter of fact it was, stud! It's some old prehistoric response: when
the body gets stimulated sexually, it recovers faster from injury. And
slobbering down some 'male hormones' won't hurt either, so you can look
forward to some more cum eating soon! But even if it didn't do anything, I
still wouldn't have been able to resist! You're just too fucking hot. You
have this massively muscled body that you built, yet right now it's so
badly bruised I could completely dominate you if I wanted to. That's an
incredible turn-on, and I'll have to enjoy it while I can, because I think
that that powerful body will be back to normal much faster than on a less
tough guy! But now I'll go make you that protein shake, you could do with
one. I'll be right back."

As I come back from the kitchen, Myoplex shake in hand, I see you gingerly
feeling up your powerful, but heavily bruised chest. "Checking for damage,
Drew?"

You laugh, looking like you just got caught with your hand in the cookie
jar. "Well, that too, Coach, but my nips are really sensitive right
now. They're really turning me on!" You're grabbing at them with your
fingernails now, pulling them out from your chest, stretching
them. "They're all black and blue and swollen. They're much bigger now, and
they feel GOOD. They hurt when I touch them, but the hurt also causes my
dick to get REAL HARD."

I laugh as I hand you the shake: "Yeah, I can see that. It's dripping all
over your abs again. Damn, you`re tough! Most guys would be in the hospital
after a beating like that, yet you`re more interested in how your black and
blue nips are turning you on!"

You gulp down the shake, then reply: "Well, Coach, I think your toughness
training definitely helped. After you beating me up on a regular basis, I
guess I'm just used to having bruised muscles, nipples and balls. The
beating they gave me was even harder to take than what you did, but you
sure helped me see how pain can be turned into pleasure! Speaking of which,
why don't you strip down, Coach, and feel my big bruised balls? Because
THEY'RE all swollen but turning me on too!"

I look down at your balls and moan involuntarily. They're black and blue,
swollen bigger than chicken eggs, yet you want me to play with them? "Fuck,
you're a stud, boy! I just hope you're not asking for more than you can
handle, because once I start I won't stop!" With that, I pull off my shirt,
then my shorts. You wolf-whistle at me as my 6'2", 200 lbs body is
revealed.

"Not bad for an old man, Coach!"

"Old man, huh? Just wait till you turn 27. Give me those 9 years to whip
you into shape and give you toughness training, and see if you can still
walk, let alone look better than this!"

With a grin, I jump onto the bed, between your legs.  My hands start to
give your quads a deep-tissue massage, while my tongue starts to slobber
all over your balls. You groan as the massage tenderizes your hurting legs
and pain radiates out from your severely abused balls, as well as your
nips, which you're working over yourself. But it also causes your dick to
throb and drool glistening pre-cum all over your six pack. I slip your left
nut into my mouth and start to pull.

"Aaaaah! Fuck, Coach, that hurts GOOOOOD!" At the same time, you're pulling
and twisting one nip with your left hand, while bashing your other hand
into your bruised pec and especially your nip harder and harder. Your back
arcs off the bed in pleasure/pain, almost like a wrestler's bridge, and I
use the opportunity to slip a couple of fingers up your reddened, abused
asshole. I ram them against your prostate, which is still recovering from
your double-fucking by Mike and Jake! I use my other hand to squeeze your
right ball, while gently biting on the left one. "Oh YES, Coach! Hurt me
MORE!" I can feel that you're really close to cumming now, but you're not
quite there yet. You're really pounding your hard, built chest now and
torturing your already abused nips more than any normal guy could
withstand, so I know just what you need: I ball up my fist and SLAM IT INTO
YOUR RIGHT NUT, while CHEWING THE LEFT ONE! That does it: your body
shudders all over, your legs spasm and you rip at both nips as though
you're gonna tear them off as YOUR CUM COMES FLYING OUT! The first two
shots sail over your body, splattering down on your face and hair. Each
shot after that splashes against your chin, dripping into your mouth as
you're sucking for air, then the next couple coat your heaving, abused pecs
completely, followed by some that rain down on your black and blue, but
defined abs. Finally your body sinks back into the mattress as you stare at
your still spasming dick, still pumping out cum as I finally withdraw my
hand from your ass and let your balls go. "Fuck, Coach! That was INTENSE! I
don't think I've EVER cum THAT much! Look, I'm still pumping it out!" You
grab your dick with one hand, while squeezing your massive, bruised and
swollen balls with the other. Twisting and crushing your balls, you squeeze
out another couple of shots.

"Yeah, Drew. You're AMAZING! You know how working out hard in the gym,
pushing your body past the pain barrier causes your body to adjust, moving
the pain barrier to a new, higher level? Well, I guess your toughness
training did the same thing, only more. The result was that the incredible
beating you got last night didn't destroy you, it simply worked as a
turbo-charging of the toughness training!  Now if you get slugged in the
nuts, your body simply turns the extreme pain into extreme pleasure! You
know how the Marines say: "Eat the pain?" Well, you're tougher than any
Marine now, stud!" With that, I move up, straddling your heaving chest and
wag my throbbing boner in your cum-soaked face. "Open up, stud wrestler!
Time for a protein shot!" I grab your sticky, wet hair and slam my dick
down your throat. You reach up, grab my nipples and twist them as I batter
my raging dick down your throat again and again. Then one of your hands
reaches around, and you slip a couple of fingers up your Coach's ass, while
the other hand is still making mince-meat out of my pecs and nips. That
does it. I bellow and BLOW MY LOAD DOWN YOUR THROAT, RAMMING INTO YOUR
TONSILS AGAIN AND AGAIN! Shot after shot globs down, sucked down hungrily
by you. After about eight shots, I'm finally done. I pull out, slide down
your cum-slicked body until I'm lying on top of you.

Slowly, I start to lick your neck. As I scoop my cum of your body and feed
it to you with my hands, I lick and slobber all over you. From your neck I
move all over your traps and delts, sucking and licking and leaving hickeys
on the bruised muscle. Then I move on to your armpits, slobbering up your
sweat. You start to get hard again, loving the feeling of your Coach
muscle-worshipping your body! Then I move on to your tough, built arms,
squeezing and massaging them as my tongue makes love to them. After that:
your magnificent, rock hard pecs. You moan as I kiss them and chew on them
as my hands squeeze them, giving them a real workout! Your dick is drooling
again and your hands are sliding all over my upper back and shoulders,
almost delirious with horniness. I nip and chew on your nipples, tugging
them off your chest as far as they'll go, then sucking on them HARD! They
grow into hard stalks, sticking up off your muscled pecs like pencil
erasers. And they've swollen to about the same size too! They hurt but they
glow and they feel SO GOOD! I grind them between my teeth, driving you
nuts! You grab the back of my head, forcing me from one nipple to the
other, then back again. Your dick THROBS every time I abuse them, and you
can feel my dick jump at the same time! "Oh yeah, Coach! HURT those
nipples! CHOMP DOWN ON THEM! I CAN TAKE IT! TOUGHEN THEM UP!" My hands
slide down, under your knees and start to lift your legs. You already know
what's coming next: "OOOoooh YEAH, Coach! FUCK ME! Ram that big dick up my
wrestler's ass! FUCK ME HARD!!!" With that, I ram my steel hard dick into
your ass, all the way! Meanwhile, my teeth are still making mincemeat out
of your right nipple! You slide your left hand down to torture your other
nipple, while your right hand squeezes your balls. "YEAH, Coach! BITE my
nipple! FUCK IT UP! HURT ME, I CAN TAKE IT! AND PLOW MY TEENSTUD ASS!" At
the same time, your left hand TWISTS YOUR NIPPLE, while your right hand
CRUSHES YOUR ALREADY SWOLLEN NUTS! Your arms are bulging with the pressure
you put on them! Suddenly you let your balls go, form a fist, and SLAM IT
INTO YOUR TENDER NUTS! Cum SPEWS OUT OF YOUR DICK! Your ass clamps down
like a vise on my dick, causing me to blow as well. Meanwhile, YOU PUNCH
YOUR NUTS AGAIN! MORE CUM FLIES OUT! EVERY TIME YOUR FIST PLOWS INTO YOUR
DEFENSELESS BALLS, YOU SHOOT ANOTHER SHOT OF CUM! MEANWHILE, COACH IS
ORGASMING TOO, causing him to CLAMP DOWN HARD ON YOUR NIP! With me RAMMING
MY DICK UP YOUR ABUSED ASS, MY TEETH RIPPING AT YOUR BLACK AND BLUE RIGHT
NIP, YOUR LEFT HAND TORTURING YOUR LEFT NIP WITH ALL YOUR STRENGTH, AND
YOUR RIGHT FIST SLAMMING INTO YOUR SWOLLEN BALLS AS HARD AS YOU CAN, WE
BOTH CUM UNTIL WE"RE COMPLETELY DRAINED!! I keep slamming my dick up your
ass, flooding you with my cum, while you bash your balls until they're
COMPLETELY dry! Finally, your tensed up, bulging muscles relax, and my
humping up your ass slows and comes to a stop.

"Fuck, Drew! You are SO FUCKING HOT!"

"Thanks, Coach, you just really know how to turn me on."

That's when we start a long, passionate kiss.  I slide my hands all over
your body, caressing you and hugging you while I suck your tongue into my
mouth. You slip your arms around me, cuddling me tightly and moan. This is
what you've always wanted: your tall, built Coach training your body until
you're the biggest (and toughest!) guy in school by far, and then you end
up in bed with him at the end of the day!