Date: Wed, 24 Apr 2019 02:14:20 +0100
From: Tony Keen <hornytonykeen@gmail.com>
Subject: The School Trip - Chapter 8: Spanish Team

At the end of the match Raúl, the Spanish PE teacher, had come over to Joe
to offer his condolences on their considerable loss.

"I just wish I knew how kept such focus and discipline in your players,"
Joe had said to the Spaniard, who had then offered Joe and the team
captain, Liam, the opportunity to come and see for themselves.

So Joe now found himself in the Spanish team's changing room watching a
bunch of tanned and sweaty Spanish teenage boys in various states of
undress.

"*Chicos,  ¡inspección!*" Raúl shouted out, and the boys formed a line in
front of their teacher. Those who had not yet removed their football shirts
did so, revealing a mix of smooth and hairy chests, but all glistening
under the lights of the changing room.

"Regular inspection is key to maintaining discipline," Raúl said to Joe.
"It also helps me to make sure they are keeping in shape."

They slowly walked up the line, inspecting the players, with Raúl stopping
every so often to encourage Joe and Liam to have a feel of a particularly
muscular arm or firm stomach. Joe thought that this was an excellent idea
and he was going to try it out on his own team as soon as possible. Liam,
too, seemed to be having an excellent time, his hand lingering longer than
necessary on the chest of a particularly tall, good-looking boy with a
hairy chest, jet black hair, dark stubble and deep brown eyes.

"This is Pablo, one of my star players," said Raúl, grinning as he watched
Liam enjoy himself.

"* ¡Suspensorios!*" called out Raúl when they reached the end of the line.
"I forget how you say this in English."

Joe watched as the Spanish team all dropped their shorts to reveal that
they were all wearing the same type of underwear.

"Jockstraps," he said to Raúl.

"*Ah sí*," Raúl said. "Jockstraps, yes. Very important. It keeps their
packages together nicely at the front but allows their bodies to breathe at
the back. Look."

Joe watched in astonishment as Raúl grabbed the package of the boy stood in
front of him, a slender boy with a hairless chest, and gave his cock and
balls a tight squeeze. Then he pulled the band of the jockstrap forward,
looked inside, stuck his hand in and fiddled around with the boy's junk for
a moment.

"You have to make sure they know how to arrange themselves," he explained
to Joe and Liam. "The penis should rest on the testicles, not be shoved to
one side. This gives better protection but also makes their bulge look
bigger, a good tactic to distract the opposing team. You try."

Liam dashed over to Pablo and the Spanish boy grinned as he began to
squeeze his bulge tight and then shoved his hands in to fiddle with his
balls and dick, which was every bit as thick as Liam had been expecting it
to be, with a thick forest of pubic hair at the top of his groin area.

Joe walked over to the boy next to Pablo, who was a little shorter but
equally as good looking, and who had a short beard and a cheeky glint in
his eye. Joe held his gaze as he gently squeezed the boy's crotch, and the
boy licked his lips as Joe pulled the band of the jockstrap forward and
took a look inside. The boy's cock was about six inches long and was much
thicker than any other teenage cock Joe had seen before, with a thick bush
to match the boy's beard. The cock was resting to one side in the jockstrap
so Joe stuck his hand in, running his fingers through the boy's pubic
hairs, and then moved his dick so that it was more central.

He looked to either side of him - Raúl and Liam were busy examining their
respective boys' packages - and then looked back into the eyes of his boy.
His eyes seemed to be telling Joe to go a little further, and the boy
thrust his hips forward a little as if to confirm Joe's suspicions.

Joe reached in further and cupped his hand around the Spaniard's balls,
which were covered in a thin layer of dark hairs. He gave them a few gentle
squeezes and then ran his hand along the length of his shaft, before
gripping it and giving it a few tugs. The boy became instantly hard, his
six-inch cock pushing hard against the material of the jockstrap.

Joe felt some breathing on his neck, and turned his head slightly to see
Raúl looking over his shoulder. He quickly withdrew his hand from the boys
jockstrap, but was surprised when Raúl just grinned.

"Now that is a bulge that would distract the opposition!" he exclaimed.

Joe looked along the line to see that several of the boys now sported
erections of varying sizes, all forming tents in the front of their
jockstraps. Pablo even had a small damp patch where the end of his cock met
his underwear. What on earth had Liam been up to?

"* ¡Culos!*" barked Raúl, and almost in unison the Spanish footballers
turned around to show their asses, all neatly framed by the white bands of
the jockstraps.

"A clean team is a happy team," Raúl said to Joe. "And the best way to
check that they are keeping up good levels of personal hygiene is to check
their anuses."

Joe couldn't argue with the logic and watched as Raúl put his hand on a
boy's back to bend him over slightly, then crouched down, opened the boy's
cheeks up with his hands and took a long sniff.

"It will smell sweaty of course," said Raúl. "But it should be clean sweat,
not stale."

Joe bent his boy over and did the same, inhaling deeply. The boy's ass
smelt of fresh sweat, just as Raúl had said, and Joe thought it tasted good
enough to eat.

To Joe's left, Liam had shoved his face about as far as it could go into
Pablo's backside, and seemed to be using his fingers to tickle the
Spaniard's ball as well. He was clearly enjoying himself, which made Joe
happy.

Joe walked along the line, sniffing the asses of all the Spanish boys, but
eventually returned to his original one, whose butt cheeks were covered in
a layer of dark brown hair and whose asshole was clean but hairy.

"You've taken quite a shine to Jaime, I see," said Raúl, smiling. "But
before we move on, you must try everything you've learnt on your own
player."

Joe turned back round to look at Liam, who had stood up and was looking
sheepish. He walked over to him and ran his hands across his arms, chest
and torso. The boy had a little bit of puppy fat still, and was softer than
most of the Spanish boys, but Joe enjoyed the feeling of his tender skin
under his fingers.

Liam remembered what came next and pulled his shorts down without asking,
revealing a pair of grey boxer shorts that were just slightly too small for
him and had darkened with sweat all around his groin.

"*Pablo,  ¡dale tu suspensorio!*" ordered Raúl, and Pablo slipped of his
jockstrap and passed it to Liam.

"A gift," said Raúl, who now had a tent in the front of his own shorts.

Liam slipped off his boxers and offered them to Pablo, and boys sniffed
each other's underwear deeply before putting them on. Joe helped Liam to
pull the straps around his large butt, but found it difficult to arrange
the boy's cock on top of his balls as he already had a hard erection
forming a tent in the front of the jockstrap. Joe gave it a gentle squeeze
and then turned Liam around, bending him over slightly. He crouched down
and shoved his face in between the boy's cheeks, sniffing his hole. The
odour of fresh sweat was similar to that of Jaime, though it smelt a little
of cum as well. Joe decided that there was a lot about Liam that he still
needed to find out.

Once he was done with his inspection he stood up and gave Liam's ass a
quick slap.

"* ¡A las duchas, chicos!*" Raúl shouted. "*A excepción de Pablo, Jaime y el
chico inglés*."

"Showers, boys!" he added, translating for the sake of Joe and Liam. "With
the exception of Pablo, Jaime and the English boy. You three have been
selected for additional inspection."

The line of boys dispersed, with most of them slipping off their jockstraps
and heading towards the showers, many of them beginning to masturbate
openly on their way there.

Joe and Liam, meanwhile, followed Raúl, Pablo and Jaime into the next room,
which turned out to be Raúl's office. It was an average-sized room with a
desk, chair and three trolley beds like those you get in a doctor's
surgery. Pablo and Jaime walked over to two of the beds and bent over the
end of them with their arms resting on the beds and their legs slightly
apart so that their butt cheeks opened slightly. Liam quickly followed
suit, bending over the third bed and showing off his shapely arse in his
newly-acquired jockstrap.

"I pick two or three boys at random for additional inspection after every
match," Raúl explained to Joe. "This keeps them on their toes so that they
all follow the rules all the time. There are five stages to the additional
inspection."

Joe listened to his Spanish counterpart in eager anticipation, wondering
how on earth the inspection was going to get better.

"First, the taste test." said Raúl. "You've smelt their asses but to make
sure they are really clean you need to taste them as well. They should
taste sweet, with perhaps a little salt from the sweat."

Joe knew exactly what a boy's asshole should taste like, having licked
Spencer out more than a few times since the start of the trip. He watched
as Raúl walked over to Pablo, pulled his cheeks apart and stuck his tongue
right in. Joe followed suit with Liam, enjoying the feel of the boy's soft
cheeks on his face as he wriggled his tongue around the boy's ring and then
shoved it in as deep as it would go.

Liam's ass was an explosion of flavour. Alongside the recognisable tastes
of sweet and saltiness was a clear undertone of semen. Joe was certain that
somebody had cum in the boy's ass recently and moved his tongue around
inside his anus, trying to get the best of the flavour. Liam groaned in
pleasure and Joe grinned to himself; he knew that the boy loved a man in
his ass.

"This one is perfect," said Raúl, referring to Pablo's ass. "Have a taste."

Joe walked over and repeated his actions on Pablo, whose ring put up a
little more resistance to Joe's tongue but tasted sweet. As Raúl walked
across to taste Liam's ass, Joe moved onto Jaime, gliding his tongue across
the hair surrounding his hole and shoving it inside the boy forcefully.
There was an interesting flavour going on here; he knew it, but couldn't
put his finger on it.

"What's this flavour, Raúl?" he asked.

Raúl came over and stuck his tongue inside Jaime, wriggled it around and
then stood up licking his lips.

"*Plátano*," he said. "Banana. Jaime has a history of fucking himself with
the things, but they often split. That's a fail on the first test for him,
and for your boy as well - what's his name?"

"Liam," replied Joe.

"Yes, Liam," mused Raúl. "Somebody has clearly ejaculated inside of him
recently and he has not cleaned himself out properly. Pablo is the only one
to pass the first test."

"What's next?" asked Joe.

"We stick with their asses," said Raúl. "But this is more of a medical
procedure as we want to make sure the boys' body temperature is all right
and that they've not got a fever. Unfortunately, the tongue is not always a
good judge of body temperature, so we have to use something else."

"A thermometer?" enquired Joe.

"No," said Raúl, who promptly shoved two fingers inside Jaime's ass. The
boy squealed, but Joe could not tell whether it was due to pleasure or pain.

"The advantage of using your fingers is that it gives you a good idea of
their overall anal health. It should be warm, not hot, and damp, not dry
and not soaking wet."

Again, this was all stuff Joe knew, but he was excited to get his fingers
inside the three boys. He started with Liam, who passed the test with
flying colours, and then fingered Pablo, who also passed, before moving
onto Jaime.

"This time Jaime is a perfect specimen," said Raúl.

Joe gently tickled the boy's hole before shoving two fingers past his ring
and sticking them as far up as possible. His anus was warm and wet, and
felt tight around Joe's fingers. He slowly began to move them in and out,
fucking Jaime with his fingers. The boy groaned, definitely in pleasure
this time.

Once again Joe felt Raúl's breath on his neck where he was looking over his
shoulder, but this time he didn't bother to hide what he was doing. Raúl
moved his own fingers towards Jaime's asshole and stroked Joe's fingers,
that were still fucking the boy back and forth, back and forth. On one of
the inward movements Raúl inserted one of his fingers into Jaime as well,
meaning the boy now had three fingers attached to two different people
fucking him.

"*Oh, señores,*" he moaned. "*Síííí...*"

Both teachers removed their fingers, not wanting the boy to cum
prematurely. There were still three more tests to go after all.

Raúl walked over to his desk, took a pair of scissors and walked to each of
the three boys, snipping the bands of their jockstraps and letting the
underwear fall to floor. This must have been some sort of signal, as Pablo
and Jaime now stood up and got onto the bed, lying back with their now
super-hard teenage cocks on display. Again, Liam followed suit a few
seconds later, his cock equally as hard.

"Testicle and penis health is just as important as anal health," said Raúl.
"We start with the testicles - they should feel tight and full. My boys are
ordered not to masturbate before a match so that they have something to
look forward to afterwards - it's a powerful incentive to get them through."

The men squeezed the balls of all three boys. Pablo and Jaime passed with
flying colours, but Liam had clearly jerked off already today.

"This can be confirmed by the fourth test," stated Raúl, who bent down and
took all of Liam's four-and-a-half inch dick into his mouth, moving his
head up and down as he sucked it hard. With his hands he pulled the boy's
foreskin back and licked the head of his cock all around.

He lifted his head up and said to Joe, "It tastes good, but this boy has
clearly ejaculated today."

"When was this, Liam?" asked Joe.

"In the toilets at half time, sir," said Liam.

"Was that when you got fucked as well?"

"Yes, Mr Marchant."

"Who fucked you?"

"It was Max, sir."

Joe smiled, remembering the experience that he had had with Max in the
sauna.

"I'm going to keep going on this one," said Raúl, who was rubbing Liam's
cock gently as he spoke. "It's been a while since I've tried an English one
and I want to compare the flavour to my normal boys. You test the others."

Joe didn't know which one to start on so ordered them both to get onto one
bed and sit up next to each other. Their cocks could have been twins, thick
and long with similar bushes of dark pubic hair. He began to deep-throat
Pablo, but used his left hand to play with Jaime's balls so that he didn't
feel left out. Then he switched to sucking Jaime off and masturbated Pablo
at the same time. The boys put their hands to good use as well, with Jaime
running his through Joe's hair while Pablo squeezed his friend's nipples.

In the meantime, Raúl had stood up again and was watching Joe, Jaime and
Pablo intently.

"Do they pass?" he asked.

"Yes, definitely," replied Joe.

"OK, there's one thing we have to do before we can do the final test," said
Raúl.

"And what's that?" asked Joe, standing up, a little disappointed to be
leaving Jaime and Pablo's cocks behind.

"We need to find out about their diet..."

Joe frowned. This sounded a little dull in comparison to all of the other
tests.

"...and the best way to find out about a teenage boy's diet is to taste
their cum, so we need to fuck them and make them ejaculate before we can do
the final test."

That was more like it. Joe decided it was time to move his attention back
to Liam so he walked over to the boy and kissed him deeply on the mouth,
running one hand through his hair and using the other to gently squeeze the
boy's balls. He looked over to see that Raúl had already bent Pablo over
and was fucking him hard so he grabbed Liam's hips and spun him round.

Joe had admired Liam's ass through his soccer shorts on many occasions, and
had always made sure to get a sneak peek of it when the lads were
showering, but he could hardly believe it was here in front of him now,
ready and waiting for his throbbing cock.

He spat on his hand and rubbed the saliva onto his thick penis, then used
his hands to pull Liam's cheeks apart and find his hole. He rubbed the tip
of his cock against the hole and the boy shivered in anticipation.

"Fuck me, sir," he groaned.

Joe didn't want to disappoint so he thrust his dick deep inside Liam's
soft, round ass and began to pump, back and forth, back and forth. Liam's
groans grew louder and louder as Joe tried to plunge his cock deeper and
deeper into the boy.

He looked over and saw that Raúl now had Pablo on his back on the bed with
his legs up in the air. The boy had a manic grin on his face and he was
clearly enjoying the experience. Jaime, meanwhile, was masturbating
furiously, watching his coach fucking his best friend hard. He looked up at
Joe and winked.

"You try like that now," he said, in broken English.

Joe briefly withdrew from Liam to push him up onto the bed and turn him
over. He grabbed the boy's thick thighs and held his legs up in the air
before clambering onto the bed himself, on his knees, and pushed his cock
back inside the boy and continued to fuck him. From this angle he seemed to
be able to get in deeper and fuck harder, the combination of which Liam
clearly liked, as he was now wanking his own cock, squeezing his fat balls
and pulling his foreskin back and forward over the deep pink head of his
teenage penis.

Jaime let out a groan and Joe turned just in time to see him shoot his load
all over his teammate's face. This in turn led to Pablo screaming in
ecstasy and shooting his own load up his chest, and judging by the grunts
coming from Raúl he too was ejaculating deep inside his star player.

Watching this scene unfold pushed Joe over the edge. His balls tightened
and load after load of cum went deep inside Liam's anus, sending waves of
pleasure through Joe's body. Even after he'd stopped ejaculating he
continued to pump the boy's ass hard, enjoying the feeling of his cum as a
lubricant.

Liam clearly enjoyed this sensation too and Joe felt the boy's anus tighten
as he shot six loads of thick, creamy cum onto his smooth white chest.

Joe withdrew his cock from the boy and watched as his cum dribbled out of
his ass. He bent down and got his tongue to work, cleaning the boy out and
swallowing as much of his own cum as he possibly could. He looked up to see
Raúl smiling at him.

"Now that you've tried your own, have a taste of the boy's," he said to Joe.

Joe ran his tongue up between the boy's cheeks, in between his thighs and
up to his chest and licked up a puddle of Liam's thick cum.

"If the boys have been following a good diet, with lots of fruit and
vegetables, it should taste light and airy," Raúl explained.

Liam's cum was thick and salty, though Joe thought it was delicious and
continued to lick it up. Raúl came over and had a taste as well.

"Too much fast food," he said. "Try Pablo and Jaime's, they're much more
healthy."

Joe licked up the last few drops of Liam's cum and crossed over to Pablo
and Jaime and began to lick up their boy juice. Raúl was right, the taste
and consistency were very different and tasted somehow more healthy, though
it was just as delicious as Liam's cum.

Once he'd licked up and swallowed every last drop he stood up and smiled at
Raúl.

"And that," the Spanish coach said to him, "is how I keep my boys
disciplined."

Joe took one last look at Pablo and Jaime, then caught Liam's gaze.

"I think we'll have to implement some of these processes with our team.
What do you think, Liam?" he asked.

"Ooh yes, sir," said Liam, pulling his shorts back on.

"*Muchas gracias, Raúl*," Joe said. "*Muchas gracias*."