Date: Sun, 1 Dec 2013 09:47:22 -0800 (PST)
From: Charlie <cosmic709@yahoo.com>
Subject: Becoming a Rugby Bitch, Part 10

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Becoming a Rugby Bitch, Part 10
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Last time: Adam Bates walked in on Ryder sucking the cock of another
teammate. Bates joined in, and eventually decided he was going to fuck
Ryder's ass, despite being told not to. Just before he could get his cock
into Ryder's tight hole, Coach Perry walked in and put an end to the
encounter.

Perry dragged Bates toward his office. Cords of thick muscle in the jock's
neck contracted as Perry pulled him through the door. Perry's dick was
already hard in anticipation. Adam Bates had crossed the line, and he was
going to pay for it in the worst way possible. Perry was going to show him
who the top-dog in the locker-room really was.

"You were going to fuck my boy." Perry snarled. Bates had pulled himself
off the floor and was standing in front of his coach naked.

"Coach," he said with a laugh, "We were just screwing around and it got a
little out of hand."

"You were going to fuck my boy." Perry repeated. "I specifically told you
that his ass was off limits."

Bates was naked and breathing deeply. His body had gone into survival mode
when Perry grabbed him and his muscles were pumped up and hard. His chest,
covered with a little bit of fur, heaved as he became angry with the
coach's overreaction. It's not like Ryder wasn't begging for a hard dick in
his ass.

"You told me I couldn't fuck him, but then you let Tyler do it." Bates
said, "What's the fuck is that about? In case you don't remember, I helped
you get Ryder in the first place."

"Tyler wants something else." Perry said, "He's not just looking to fuck a
hole. Though the way you're getting jealous, maybe you're not either."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Bates said.

'You're pretty hung up on Josh. Before he came around you were fine fucking
around with your old dudes, but now you're always sniffing around my boy. I
think you've got a thing for him."

"You're fucking insane." Bates replied.

"Maybe Adam Bates isn't as straight as he makes himself out to be." Perry
taunted.

Bates blushed bright red. Perry couldn't decide if it was because he was
angry or because Perry had hit the right buttons. He didn't care if Bates
was gay. His dick was calling the shots, and it sensed a conquest at
hand. It wanted to get into Bates' throat, and Perry hoped that Bates would
give in and take it.

For a minute the two men stared at each other. Bates was still naked, and
Perry was wearing a tight muscle shirt and running shorts. The tent from
his hard dick was clearly visible. He could tell that Bates knew what he
intended to do and was surprised that he still hadn't responded or tried to
leave. Then he saw it. Bates' eyes darted down to his cock and back.

"Fuck this, man." Bates snarled, "I'm out of here. And I'm done helping you
out with your fucked up games."

Perry jumped in front of him. "You're not leaving Adam. You still haven't
gotten what you came for. You might not know it, but you're begging to have
a man take control."

"I'm not one of your fags, coach." Bates said with a grin as he walked past
Perry.

Perry reached down and grabbed the stud by the testicles. Bates had a set
of bull balls that hung heavy in his sack. Perry wrapped his fingers around
them and tugged hard. Bates groaned and stopped dead in his tracks.

"I'm not sure what you are, Adam, but I think you want to play. After all,
this is your one to be curious. You can always pretend like I forced you."

"It's not going to happen." Bates said.

Perry twisted his nuts and then pushed Bates against the wall. He stepped
into him and got in his face. Bates didn't resist, but it wasn't clear
whether he was giving in or just worried about his ability to have
children.

"At least admit that you've thought about it - what it would be like to be
on the other side of the blow-job, to run your hands over a hard, masculine
body, to give up your ass to a thick cock."

Perry ran a hand up the side of Bates' torso before moving his mouth to
Bates' neck. He kissed his way along side of his jaw and breathed in the
heady smell of the man. He heard Bates whisper "No." Perry didn't respond,
but in his head he thought "Liar." There was no way that a completely
straight guy, who wasn't even a little curious, would stand still while
another dude manhandled him.

"You've been over-compensating, Adam." Perry said, "All those fags you fuck
around with are just a way to cover up your own insecurities."

"Are you my shrink now? Those moves won't work on me. Fuck, I invented half
of them." Bates said. He straightened up his body and tried to pull
away. Perry released his nuts, but put a hand on his shoulder. "I'm
leaving." Bates said.

"How about just a taste to see if you like it?" Perry said. He began to
pressure Bates down to his knees. It was a move that he'd used a thousand
times before and it always worked. The biggest baddest straight guys always
went down to their knees after Perry talked them into it.

Bates did not hold true to form. Instead, he drew a fist and tried to punch
Perry in the jaw. Perry was quick enough to block the punch, but Bates
twisted away from him. Perry lunged and pushed him back against the
wall. He felt Bates' cock jab into his thigh. He lifted his knee quickly
and planted it firmly between Bates' legs. Bates groaned and hunched
forward. After that, it hardly took any effort to slide him down the wall
to his knees.

Bates looked angry, so Perry acted fast. He pulled his dick out of his
pants and slapped Bates' across the face with it. He was fully erect and
dribbling precum. His dick made a red mark after he boned Bates a few more
times.

"Feel how hard you've got me stud?" Perry asked.

He smacked Bates a few more times. Then he slid his foreskin back and
dragged his shiny glans across Bates' face. The stubble on his cheeks hurt,
but it was worth it. He moved it underneath Bates' nose and let him get a
good whiff of his dick.

"Think about it, Adam. This is your chance. You might as well go for
broke."

Bates' nostrils flared.

"You're enjoying this more than you think. Your dick is rock hard."

Bates looked down between his legs. As he did, Perry's dick poked him in
the eye. Perry waited for him to straighten his neck again before he moved
the tip of his dick to Bates' mouth. He slid the slimy, pre-cum covered
glans over his lips, and waited for Bates to open up and take a
lick. Instead, Bates held firm and didn't give in.

"You sure you don't want a taste?" Perry cooed.

Bates remained on the floor with his lips locked. His dick pulsed between
his legs and drooled precum onto the floor, but whatever he was feeling, he
didn't give in. Perry was almost ready to give up.

"You sure you don't want to let that fag that lives deep inside of you see
the light of day?" he asked.

Bates balked at being called a fag and tried to say something in
response. Perry seized the opportunity and shoved his cock into Bates'
mouth.

Adam thrashed against his thighs and calves, but he didn't bite Perry or
spit his dick out. Instead, his mouth sucked while his body pretended that
he didn't want to. Within minutes he gave up any effort to get away and
began to run his tongue around Perry's cock head.

"See Adam, this isn't so bad - sucking your first cock." Perry said,
"You're a cock sucker now."

Bates looked up at Perry. Hatred burned in his eyes. Perry understood
it. Bates wanted to try this - even if he didn't admit it to himself - but
he wanted it to be on his terms. He couldn't wrap his head around the fact
that Perry had put the moves on him and gotten his cock into his
mouth. Perry smiled back and pushed his cock forward while he ran his
fingers through Bates' short hair. The blow-job wasn't that good. Bates was
not only an amateur, but he didn't really seem to be trying his
hardest. Perry didn't push it. He knew that Bates was strong enough to
fight him off, and he didn't want to risk a physical confrontation.

When he tired of Bates nursing on his cock, he pulled it out and lifted the
shaft. He pushed his nuts forward and waited for Bates to make a
move. There was a moment of reluctance, but then Bates tilted his head back
and started to lick Perry's sack.

"Fuck that feels good, Adam." Perry moaned.

Bates moved his hands to Perry's legs and felt the muscles in his thighs
and ass. He squeezed them a little, slowly becoming braver as he explored
this side of man-sex for the first time.

"Get'em both in your mouth, really slobber on them." Perry said. Bates did
his best to comply, and the sounds of a wet, sloppy ball job filled the
room. Perry slipped his feet between Bates' legs and started to toy with
the stud's massive nuts. "You've got an impressive pair, Adam. No wonder
why all those old fags like you so much."

Adam pulled his mouth away from Perry's balls. "If you like them so much,
why don't you go to work on them." he said. There was no venom in his
voice. "You're the one who's into guys." he added.

Perry nodded. "Get up on my desk."

Bates moved to the desk and sat down. Perry pushed him onto his back and
then crawled over him. He dropped his junk down onto Bates' mouth before
moving his own mouth to his groin. He no longer cared about maintaining his
dominance. He wanted to have sex with one of the hottest men he'd ever
seen.

The two men sixty-nined on the desk for at least ten minutes. Perry was
impressed by the way Bates' cock sucking skills improved once he himself
was getting sucked off. He mimicked Perry's moves and tried his best to
make Perry feel as he was feeling.

Perry went to work on the young stud's genitalia, sucking his cock, licking
his balls, tasting his sweat, and smelling his stink. There was something
untamed about Bates that Perry had always found very attractive. He had a
rugged build and style that fit his rugged personality.

Suddenly, Perry heard Bates groan and the mouth on his cock suddenly moved
away, "Oh fuck Coach, I'm going to blow soon."

Perry straightened out his back. He planted his balls directly on Bates'
face and worked the stud's big dick with his hand. He watched in amazement
as Bates' low-hangers drew up against his body before his dick started to
pulse. Bates was slobbering all over his balls when his piss slit finally
opened and his cum began to flow out.

The load was immense and copious. It bubbled out of Bates' cock in thick
streams, and Perry caught it all in his hand. Each new shot left a rope of
white semen across his palm, and it seemed to be in endless supply. Perry
moaned, "Fuck boy."  while Bates continued to thrust his hips upward in
pleasure. When he finally finished, Perry had a handful of stud cum. It was
a load worthy of Bates' massive balls.

"Jesus," Perry said as he stared at the pool of cum in his palm. He climbed
off the desk, load in hand. Bates also got up and stood nearby. While Bates
was watching, Perry rubbed Bates' load onto his own cock.

"You're going to jerk off with my load?" Bates asked, "You better be
careful coach or people are going to get the wrong idea about you."

"I wasn't planning to jerk off, Adam," Perry said.

Bates shook his head, "No way I'm sucking that thing now. This was a one
time deal, and I'm done."

"I don't want you to suck it." Perry said. He winked at Bates and stretched
out his chest. His massive pecs and biceps bulged.

"No way," Bates said as he tried to move away.

Perry grabbed him by the shoulder and shoved him back toward the desk, so
that his face was facing away from him.

"You think you can try to fuck my boy and just get away with it?" Perry
snarled. He leaned over Bates and bit him along the back of the neck. "Did
you really think I was going to let you off with that half-assed blow-job
you gave me?"

Bates struggled against him, but Perry held him firm. As long as he stayed
on top, there was no way that Bates could break free. Though he was strong,
he lacked the bulk needed to pull away.

"If I wanted a blow-job," Perry whispered, "I would have brought Josh back
with me. I wanted this."  He slid a hand down Bates' back and in between
his cheeks. When he found Bates' virgin hole he plunged his finger inside.

"Oh, fuck," Bates moaned. He couldn't believe how much the unlubed finger
hurt.

"That's right," Perry said, "We're going to fuck."

Whatever semblance of masculinity Bates had left disappeared at that
moment. He quit trying to break away and resorted to begging instead.

"C'mon coach, please." he whimpered.

"You don't have to beg stud, I'm going to give it to you."

Perry worked his finger in and out of Bates' tight hole. He could feel
Bates bear down and try to force him out, but it only made him push
deeper. There was no lube on his finger, only Bates' own cum, and he knew
that the stud's ass must be on fire.

"That hurts coach." Bates whined. Perry pulled his finger out. "Please
don't, coach."

"You want it back inside of you?" Perry taunted before shoving his finger
back into the stud's ass.

He wondered if Bates was crying and considered flipping him over to see. He
was surprised that he hadn't tried to escape yet and worried that if he let
up for even a moment, Bates would make a break for it. He settled for
finger-fucking him with his cummy hand while his free hand felt the muscles
in Bates' back twitch and spasm.

"This is going to feel so good," Perry whispered before adding, "for me."

"I'll do anything else." Bates whispered. His voice was hoarse with fear.

"C'mon Adam," Perry said, "You've put a ton of guys into the position that
you're in now. Have you ever let a guy negotiate his way out of getting
fucked?"

Bates shook his head.

"That's right." Perry said. He began to rub the head of his dick against
Bates' asshole. Much of the cum had dried up, but a gob of spit moistened
it again. Perry thought about grabbing some lube, but when it came right
down to it, Bates didn't deserve it.

"You've done this enough to know what's going to happen." Perry said. He
bit down on Bates' shoulder, "Say it. What's going to happen to you."

"I'm going to get fucked." Bates spat out. Perry wished he could see the
guy's face. He was clearly angry again.

"And you can fight it or you can give in, but in the end, what's going to
happen?"

"You're going to fuck me."

Perry pushed his hips forward in order to put pressure on Bates' hole. It
was just what he needed to provoke a reaction.

Bates tried to turn quickly and move away. Perry held him in place. He
wrapped his arms around the man and pushed him hard into the desk. Then he
ran his tongue across Bates' shoulder and kissed him along the ear. He
ended with a quick bite of his earlobe. The blatantly gay kiss made Bates
struggle harder. Perry held him strong in his arms as his body shuddered
and resisted. It took at least a minute, but finally Bates settled down,
and his body went limp again.

"You done now?" Perry asked.

Bates slammed his fist down on the table, shaking the desk, but said
nothing.

"Get ready then." Perry dropped a blob of spit down onto his cock and
rubbed it around. Then he spit into the crack of Bates' ass. He let the
glob of phlegm drip down between his cheeks and rubbed it into his
hole. Then he grabbed his cock and lined it up with Bates' hole. He felt
the stud's body tighten beneath him, preparing for the assault.

Perry didn't think it was necessary to warn him, it would only make him
more nervous. Instead he shoved forward.  Bates' ass opened up for him, and
the initial assault was surprisingly easy. Warm softness engulfed the head
of his cock, while Bates' muscular entrance gripped down on his cock. Perry
spit on himself and pushed forward. He inched in, pushing forward and then
drooling on his cock to keep it wet. Bates never made a sound, though his
breathing quickened and his arms bulged with tension.

It wasn't until he reached the seven inch mark that Bates' body really put
up a fight. Bates had no control over the fact that he didn't seem able to
take anymore, but Perry was unwilling to give up. He shoved forward three
times, punching Bates in the gut. On each shove, Bates groaned and slammed
his hand down on the table. On the forth attempt, Perry finally got the
thick base of his cock in.

He let out a loud sigh of relief. The hot wetness of Bates' ass was doing
amazing things to his cock, and the involuntary spasms of Bates' body added
to the experience. Perry leaned forward and wrapped his arms around Bates'
muscular chest. He felt it expand and contract quickly as Bates struggled
to get used to the monster invading his body.

"You took that like a man, Adam." Perry whispered, "I'm impressed, but I
like it better when a guy fights."

Bates smiled through gritted teeth. He had been on top enough to know what
Perry wanted. The coach wanted him to struggle and to fight. He wanted the
thrill of conquest and the unbelievable feeling of power that comes from
dominating another man. Bates had fucked enough jocks to know the addictive
rush of turning a dude the way the coach was trying to turn him, and he
decided he would fight back by taking away that one element. He had fought
the urge to struggle and scream as the coach tore open his insides, and he
would continue to fight it while he got fucked.

Bates was proud of himself. "C'mon coach. Fuck my jock ass."

"You're going to regret asking for it." Perry said. He bit down into Bates'
shoulder and pulled out a solid eight inches of cock. He heard Bates groan
as his body was emptied. Then he plunged back in and laughed as Bates let
out a deep whimper.

"You sure you want me to fuck you?" he asked.

"Do it." Bates snarled back.

Perry began to fuck the tight ass. He moved slowly at first but then picked
up the pace. True to form, Bates suffered in silence. Perry wanted to hear
the stud moan, but Bates grit his teeth and refused to make a sound. Perry
pounded him harder, digging the head of his dick into the deepest places
that he could find. All he got from Bates was an involuntary grunt as his
cock punched his insides.

Perry decided to enjoy the fucking that he was giving his star player and
gave up on the idea of trying to punish Bates. He knew the guy's asshole
was on fire. No man, no matter how strong, took a cock like Perry's with
only spit and cum for lube without feeling like he was getting torn in
half. Just because Bates had the ability to stifle his urges to cry out
didn't mean he was enjoying this.

He moved his hands up and down the jock's body, feeling the muscles of his
torso contract. His fingers worked their way around his front and
eventually to Bates' nipples. He caressed the left one gently, then twisted
it hard. Bates' body tensed up, and he cried out. Perry chuckled before
rubbing the life back into Adam's tit. He continued to work Bates' nipples
while licking his muscular back. He moved his lips across the back of
Bates' neck, up under his ear, and across his cheek. When he neared Bates'
mouth, Bates turned away and shook his head.

"C'mon stud. What kind of guy refuses to make out while he's getting
fucked?"

He went for Bates' mouth again, and again Bates turned away, shaking his
head and mumbling. Perry grabbed him by the hair and turned his face toward
his own. His cock was still pummeling the stud, but he slowed down so their
mouths could meet. Totally resistant, kissing Bates was like kissing a
statue.

"Make out with me." Perry demanded. He bit down on Bates' lower lip. He was
more aggressive than he meant to be and tasted a little bit of blood.

Bates shook his head, and his lips remaining closed.

Perry couldn't believe it. He'd shoved his dick into the stud's ass and
into his mouth, but he couldn't get a fucking kiss. Unwilling to play
games, he went for the place that Bates was weakest. He shoved his hand
between the jock's legs and grabbed onto his nuts. He pulled them away from
his body and squeezed hard, then harder, then harder. Soon Bates was
whining like a bitch.

"You're going to make out with me while I fuck you." Perry commanded.

Bates nodded. His body was starting to thrash around as the pain in his
nuts became unbearable. "Fuck coach, Please." he begged.

Perry loosened his grip just enough to take the pressure off. He went for
Bates' mouth again, and this time Bates kissed him back. When Perry didn't
get any tongue, he tightened his grip on the low hanging testicles and
immediately Adam's mouth responded. They made out for at least a minute,
while Perry pounded his ass. When Perry felt like he was ready to cum, he
pulled his mouth away.

"That's a good girl." he said with a grin. He saw Bates' face turn bright
red with anger. "You're making your man feel real good."

Perry moved his hand to Bates' cock. It was hard, as it had been throughout
the experience. Bates was too deeply sexual, too entirely turned on by the
games they were playing, to not get off. It wasn't about being straight or
gay, it was the pure masculine energy that was being expressed.

Perry jerked on Bates' cock as he pumped in and out of his ass, determined
to give the jock a second orgasm. He thought about pulling out and feeding
Bates his load, but decided against it. He wanted to seed the mother-fucker
- the stud who had gone after his boy. He wanted to pump a load deep into
his pussy and mark Bates as his forever.

"I'm going to cream your ass, stud." Perry said, "Breed you like you're
just another one of my bitches."

Bates was close to cumming, and he put his head down against the
table. He'd managed to control himself thus far, but he knew he wouldn't be
able to stop his dick from expelling his cum. He had no control over that
part of his body. Before he knew what was happening, he started to cum.

Bates had never orgasmed with a dick in his ass before. He felt like his
body was trying to push it out and suck it deep inside of him at the same
time. Perry kept thrusting, and the out strokes threatened to pull him
inside out. He shot a second batch of watery cum onto the side of Perry's
desk while he panted against the metal top of the desk.

Just as Bates was recovering from his orgasm, Perry drove all the way
in. There was nothing gentle about it. He shoved every last millimeter of
his tool into Bates' body, crushing the stud's hips against the side of the
desk. Then, when he was as deep as he could get, he unleashed a flood of
cum.

He grunted at first and then moved his mouth to Bates' shoulder and chewed
on it. His hips thrust forward in tiny movements as he got his nut. He knew
it was a ton of cum. He could feel the hot liquid surround his cock as he
came.

When he was finished, Perry tried to kiss Bates one last time. Bates turned
away. Perry grinned, "You straight guys are so picky about kissing."

He crawled off of Bates and withdrew his cock. It was mostly soft and slid
out easily. Some of the white goo that Perry had unloaded in Bates' gut
dripped out.

Bates stood up and turned around. His face was red and his hair was
messy. Perry noticed that he was shaking. "Can I go?"

"Unless you want some more." Perry said.

Bates grabbed a towel from the floor and walked out. He did a quick check
to make sure that no one else was around before walking over to the mirrors
near the bathroom stalls. He turned and looked at his asshole. It was red
and gaping open, like someone had driven a truck up into his body. It
burned like he couldn't believe, and he felt as though his insides had been
rearranged. He'd suffered in silence, but he'd never taken a beating like
that before.

Just before he straightened up, a glob of cum seeped out of his hole.
Disgusted, he slammed his fist into the wall and turned away. Then he
walked over to his locker, grabbed his body-wash, and proceeded to take one
of the longest showers of his life.

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