Date: Mon, 2 Oct 2023 20:08:31 +0100
From: Master Nate <masternate4musclepigs@gmail.com>
Subject: Breaking the Wrestling Coach Chapter 9

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First time submitting a story so may be some teething issues. I am
British and will be writing in British English - story is based in New
York State though.
This is a story about a young man who finds his wrestling coach in a very
compromising position and naturally takes advantage of this for his own
enjoyment. It will start off a bit tame but I plan to have him turn Coach
Jenson into a true muscle fag!
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Apologies for the long delay all! Thank you for your support and
encouragement. Between work, travel and other commitments I struggled to
find time for this chapter and then when I did it was rubbish so I had to
rewrite. I would normally continue further but I decided to end the
chapter early to give you all something new to touch those horny cocks of
yours. So next chapter will probably pick up where we left off here.
Also a note - one problem for writing this was writers block...feel free
to help inspire me with pics and videos of yourselves...;)

Chapter 9


Saturday morning Nathan woke to the drumming of heavy rain on his
windows.

He spent the morning laying in bed, playing on his laptop and
occasionally doing the odd line of homework. At 10 his mum called him
downstairs.

"Dad and I are going to the cinema and then we will go to the garden
centre to get some bits and bobs for the back garden. Are you sure you
don't want to come? We will not be back until 5 at least."

"And if you don't come I expect the house tidy when we get back." His
dad chipped in from the stove where he was making scotch eggs. "Also
these will need to be taken out of the oven after about 30 minutes,
don't eat them all."

"No it's fine, I'll stay home. What's for dinner?"

"We have those good Lincolnshire sausages still so I was thinking we
could have toad-in-the-hole." He could just hear his dad over the
clatter of the oven shelves.

After a couple of half hearted attempts to persuade him to come with them
Nathan's parents left, reminding him they wanted the house tidy by the
time they got home. He waved absently as they left, fingers tapping
constantly on his phone. Half an hour later the doorbell rang as Nathan
was juggling a scotch egg straight from the oven on his fingertips,
unwilling to wait the couple of minutes need for it to cool down enough
to eat. With a growl of frustration that he was being interrupted he put
the egg on a plate and headed for the door, despite being interrupted it
was a struggle to keep the grin from his face. He took a second at the
door to compose himself, making sure he kept a straight face as he opened
to greet Jamie.

The submissive young man was standing nervously on the doorstep,
shuffling his feet like he needed to pee. We was wearing red chinos which
hugged his ample ass lasciviously and a green shirt, unbuttoned down to
his chest with the sleeves rolled up his toned arms.

He looked hot. Nathan stood in the door looking the smaller boy up and
down. He was happy that he had turned up and that he looked so good. He
was even more happy that Jamie's outfit screamed that he was trying very
hard to look good while wanting to look like he had just thrown whatever
on. It was endearing, more importantly it demonstrated the hood Nathan
had on him.

Jamie fidgeted more and more as the seconds dragged on.

"Erm, you said to come. Should I come in or are we...erm... going out?"
He hesitated when he noticed that Nathan was wearing tatty pyjama bottoms
and a vest, with fluffy Bulbasaur slippers on his feet - not the look of
someone who planned to go anywhere anytime soon.

"Are you asking to come in?"

"Err yes...please?"

Nathan arched an eyebrow, or tried to, despite his best efforts he could
never compare to his Dad's arched eyebrows, they could write essays. But
it was good enough.

"Is that how you ask to come in?" A slight growl entered his voice as
he added, "after last night..."

Jamie gulped.

"Please...Daddy, can I come in, Sir, please."

Nathan waited a beat as Jamie peeked around to see if anyone was looking.
He stepped aside with a satisfied smirk and the cheerleader rushed in.
Nathan closed the door behind him and then smacked him, not all that
lightly, on the ass as he walked into the hall.

The only thing Nathan had done other than take the scotch eggs out of the
oven since his parents left was close all the blinds and curtains in the
house. Now he could enjoy himself as much as he wanted without fear of
the neighbours peaking in.

Jamie followed obediently through to the front room. Nathan flopped down
onto the sofa and turned the TV on, flicking through the channels as
Jamie hovered uncertainly, after a moment he moved to to sit down.

"Come here, boy." Jamie froze halfway as he was sitting in the seat
opposite Nathan. "Get on your knees." Jamie obeyed automatically.
Nathan gestured for him to come closer and he crawled forward until he
was right up against Nathan's legs. Nathan stroked his cheeks lightly,
traced his lips with his thumb.

"We need to talk before we go any further. You understand you can say no
and leave at any point yes?"

"Yes Daddy," Jamie's voice was steady, but betrayed his nerves. "But
I don't want to go, I want to stay and service you."

"Good, and I am not keen on the idea of you leaving, especially not
halfway through serving me. So I think before we go any further we should
go over what I am after and you can decide if you will be staying or not,
ok?" Jamie nodded eagerly, eyeing the bulge in Nathan's pyjamas out of
the corner of his eye.

"Firstly, I am in control, I want a submissive fuck toy to bend to my
will, not an equal partner. Understood?" Another nod. "I will not
always be gentle, I will spank you, gag you, fuck you hard and rough, and
expect you to take it and thank me and beg for more. Can you manage
that?" The bulge was growing as Nathan got increasingly excited by his
own words, Jamie licked his lips as he nodded.

Nathan slapped him across the face, then grabbed his face, his big hand
covering Jamie's mouth and squishing his cheeks.

"I expect an answer when I ask a question."

Jamie spoke into his hand, something close to "Yes, Daddy,".

"As well as servicing my cock and providing your pussy for me on demand
you will have other duties - foot worship, rimming, massage..."

Another nod and enthusiastic mumble of agreement. Nathan pushed him away,

"Get down there and start worshipping my feet now, but pay attention to
what I am saying still."Jamie happily positioned himself at Nathan's
feet on his knees, reverently he removed Nathan's slippers, placing them
neatly out of the way. Then he lifted the left foot, pressed his face to
it and sniffed deeply. Smiling with ecstasy Jamie began licking Nathan's
foot, sloppily kissing the dole as he worked his way from the heel up to
the toe. There he began greedily licking and sucking on Nathan's toes.

"Good boy. Now where was I? Yeah basically I'm going to use you as my
personal sex toy for my pleasure, if you enjoy it that's fine, but I
expect you to put my pleasure ahead of your own. Agreed so far?"

Tongue still curling around Nathan's big toe Jamie looked up, "Yes,
Daddy."

"You understand I won't be gentle?"

"Yes Daddy."

"Good. I will also be expecting you to obey me in everything else, for
instance you will spend much of today cleaning the house," as he was
speaking Nathan swapped feet, but instead of leaving Jamie to work at his
own pace he hooked his now free left foot around Jamie's neck and pushed
his right foot into his mouth. "the only break you have will be when I
decide to use you for my enjoyment. Understood?" Unable to speak with
the foot in his mouth Jamie nodded and made groans of agreement. "I will
also use you either for chores, homework or sex anywhere I feel like it -
if we pass in the mall while you are out with friends, or even family,
and I decide I want to unload you'll go where I tell you and serve how I
want." Jamie was already nodding as he tried to keep licking Nathan's
foot even while if stretched his jaw painfully. "And lastly you need to
know that you are not my only sub. You will meet the other today if you
stay - if you behave I will let you order him about a bit too. Understand
he serves me because he has no choice, I own him fully, at times it may
seem I am too harsh with him, that is not your business though
understood?"

"Yes daddy," Jamie gasped as Nathan finally pulled out.

"Go to the kitchen and get me a glass of orange juice from the fridge.
And bring the scotch egg on the plate. Take the time to think it through
and decide now if you want to stay or not."

Jamie got up, his pleasure evident from the prominent bulge in his
chinos. As he went through to the kitchen and began searching for the
glasses Nathan checked his phone, he had received a short reply from
Jenson, a mere acknowledgment of his instructions but it was enough to
confirm he would be coming.

Jamie came through with the orange juice and scotch egg. Nathan took them
and looked him in the eye.

"Well?"

"I accept, I'll do it, whatever you want, Sir."

"Strip, faggot." Jamie quickly unbuttoned his shirt, showing off the
body toned by cheerleading and gymnastics. Once the shirt was off he
pulled down his chinos and pants in one move, his hard cock bouncing up,
a drop of precum glistening on the head. Clothes placed in a rough pile
at the side he stood naked in front of Nathan. He gestured for Jamie to
spin on the spot, showing off his large bubble butt, two perfect bouncy
orbs that Nathan could resist smacking. Jamie jumped at the sudden
impact, a small groan escaping as Nathan began squeezing and kneading his
cheeks.

Reluctantly Nathan let go of Jamie's ass, he pointed to two opened
delivery boxes on the floor by the door.

"Crawl over there and put on the clothes in the smaller box, then put
the bigger box by the front door and crawl back." Jamie dropped to the
floor and crawled to the boxes, he pulled out the outfit - a skimpy
French maid ensemble complete with stockings and garter. His eyes widened
and he looked at Nathan, who gave him a sternly impatient look in return.
Uncertainly Jamie put on the outfit, the top ended around his belly
button, the skimpy skirt hugged his ass, showing the lower curvy of his
cheeks and the stockings and garter accentuated his athletic legs.

Nathan snapped a picture as Jamie headed into the hall with the second
box.

"Stop. What is missing?" Jamie froze in the door on his way back. Jamie
hesitated. "Where are thé shoes?" Jamie opened the box he had taken the
outfit from and pulled out a pair of black high heels.

"Put them on and walk over here." It was fun to watch him struggle with
the clasps, but Nathan was surprised by how much he enjoyed seeing Jamie
tottering about in the heels once they were finally on. He grabbed Jamie
by the wrist and pulled him forward, lying the smaller sub across his
knees. He started by just groping and kneading Jamie's ample cheeks,
then smacked them hard, taking great pleasure in the way they bounced.
Jamie moaned and flinched.

Another smack.

"Thank you Sir."

"Good girl. You are getting twenty snacks starting from now, count them
and make sure you are grateful."

"Yes Sir." He smacked him, harder than the previous two.

"One! Thank you sir." Again, on the other cheek. "Two! Thank you
sir."

By the time they reached ten Jamie was wriggling and trying to pull away,
Nathan pulled his arms behind his back and held his wrists in his spare
hand. He wouldn't have been able to keep them in place if Jamie really
tried to pull free, but it was enough to restrain his wriggling. Even as
they moved through the teens the pressure on Nathan's leg from Jamie's
rock hard cock never stopped. Wriggle and moan as he did he still loved
every second of it.

"Urgh...ah ah...twenty. Mmmm thank you sir."

"Stand." Nathan ran his hands over Jamie's body, lightly stroking his
hard cock, straining against the panties. "Such a desperate faggot l,
aren't you?"

"Yes sir, I'm your desperate faggot."

"Good, now go clean the kitchen." Jamie blinked in confusion for a
moment then nodded.

"Yes sir."

He walked out, still unstable in the heels. Nathan heard him searching
through the cupboards for cleaning products. He waited a few minutes,
eating the still warm scotch egg and drinking his orange juice. Then he
got up and went through to find Jamie just finished with wiping down the
counters and moving on to the cupboard doors. Nathan placed his glass and
plate next to the sink, lying the glass on its side so that the last few
drips trickled onto the top.

"You missed a spot. And make sure the sink is done too."

"Yes sir, sorry sir." Nathan gave Jamie's ass a squeeze and walked
over to sit at the breakfast island. He sat there chatting with friends
on his phone and playing games while giving instructions to Jamie and
admiring the view as he cleaned the kitchen in the maids outfit and high
heels.

After a while Nathan judged it was time to change things up a bit. He
called Jamie over and bent him over a chair, kneeling down behind him he
pulled the frilly fabric off the panties to the side and licked Jamie's
tight hole. A shudder ran through the gymnast's body and a moan of
pleasure escaped him as Nathan traced his tongue over the puckered ring.
Encouraged by the sound Nathan dove in, tongue fucking Jamie's ass while
gripping his fat cheeks hard, Jamie pushed back and moaned louder,
eagerly rubbing his hole against Nathan's tongue.

Nathan ate the pussy vigorously, loudly slapping his ass from time to
time, drawing squeals of shocked pain/pleasure. After about 10 minutes
Jamie was struggling to stay upright, knees buckling as he moaned in
ecstasy, and Nathan was struggling to restrain himself. He checked his
watch then stood up, pulling his rock hard cock out of his pyjamas.

He spat on it and rubbed the head against Jamie's hole.

"Beg."

"Please daddy, please fuck me with your big beautiful cock daddy, I need
to feel it in my pussy Daddy."

Spitting on the hole once more Nathan drove forward with his hips,
slowly, relentlessly entering Jamie. Jamie moaned and winced,
instinctively pulling away as the thick cock forced through his hole. But
there was nowhere for him to go, Nathan held his hips in a vicegripe.

Finally Nathan's pelvis pressed up against Jamie's ass cheeks and he
paused for a moment, letting Jamie catch his breath.

"What are you?"

"I'm your fuck toy, daddy." Jamie answered, already breathless.

"That's right, and how should I use you?"

"However you want to daddy, I'm yours."

Nathan didn't start slowly this time, he just got straight down to
pounding Jamie's tight hole. Moans and yelps echoed through the house as
Jamie cried out.

"Oh god yes! Daddy! Use me daddy! Thank you thank you. I'm yours,
always, all yours Daddy, thank you."

A few minutes in Nathan heard the front door open and close.

"Huh? What was that?" He pushed Jamie back down as he tried to stand
up.

"Nothing, don't worry about it." He placed a hand over Jamie's mouth
and continued pounding him. A few minutes later a reluctant Jenson walked
into the kitchen and froze in shock at the sight of another student bent
over for his tormentor, muffled sounds of surprise, fear and confusion
came from Jamie's covered mouth.

Jenson was wearing the identical maids outfit that Nathan had Jamie leave
by the door. Nathan had ordered one size larger for Jenson and was happy
to see it was still far too small, the top taut across his large chest,
the skirt barely containing even his locked dick and failing completely
on his ass.

"Come here, faggot."

"W-what is this? I..." Jenson didn't move.

"Shut the fuck up and come kneel down here, you dumb fuck." Nathan
didn't shout, but Jenson jumped to obey and Jamie tensed at the
harshness of his voice. Keeping his mouth covered Nathan gently stroked
Jamie's cheek, his voice soft. "You stay there, my fuck toy. I'm not
done with this sweet pussy." He increased the vigour of his thrusts
driving Jamie into the table top each time and drove balls deep.

Jenson obediently walked over to stand next to them.  Nathan pushed him
to his knees to he had no choice but to watch as Nathan's cock slid in
and out of Jamie's soft hole. The pleasure of being inside Jamie mixed
with the thrill of controlling these two incredibly sexy men dressed in
such slutty feminine outfits pushed Nathan over the edge, he felt his
orgasm building.

"You want my cum deep in your pussy, fuck toy?" He moved his hand to
let Jamie respond, keeping it gripping his neck, pulling him back.

"Mmmm oh god yes daddy I want it so bad, fill me with your cum please
daddy."

Nathan leant in and whispered in his ear. "Watch Jenson." Jamie turned
his head, not needing to be told twice to watch the Adonis he had lusted
after for years. The muscle coach was on his knees, about eye level with
Nathan's cock, he was clearly embarrassed and unhappy about his position
but his eyes were also glued to the sight in front of him.

With powerful thrust that pushed Jamie face down onto the table Nathan
shot his thick load of cum deep inside Jamie. The two of them rested for
a moment before Nathan pulled his still hard cock from Jamie, leaving him
feeling empty with the warm trickle of cum leaking from his hole.

"Don't waste that." Nathan instructed with a slap to Jamie's ass,
causing him to clench tight. "And keep watching. Time for you to clean
me up faggot." Nathan had to stop Jamie from happily dropping to his
knees to obey before he realised that this instruction was for Jenson.
Jenson however realised at once and horror spread across his face.

"No no, you cannot make me do that, I won't I don't care what you
say." Nathan just smirked at him, he had known that there would be more
resistance once he introduced a third party, he was glad he was doing
this with Jamie rather than having to break through resistance from
Jenson while taming Connor. Jenson refused to look Nathan in the eye,
telling himself it was because he could do so without staring at the
young man's cock. But deep down he knew that he was scared to do so,
scared that a moment of eye contact would be all it took to break down
his resistance.

"Jamie, you did a very good job, you will clearly make an excellent fuck
toy. Now go to the basket of shoes in the hall and bring me a flip fl-"
Nathan did not finish talking before Jenson was diving forward, taking
Nathan's cock to the back of his throat. Nathan grabbed his head as he
gagged, holding him so he could not pull out completely, Jenson was more
than strong enough to pull free; he knew better. Nathan slowly pulled out
of Jenson's mouth and then released him to work at his own pace. He
licked from the sweaty balls up to the tip, flicking his tongue round
under the foreskin and the wrapping his lips around and slowly working
his way down to the base, pubes tickling his nose.

Nathan slapped Jamie's hand away as he unconsciously started stroking
himself.

Eventually Nathan pulled Jenson off, taking hold of a handful of hair and
pushing his face into Jamie's ass. He held him there as Jamie squealed
in excited pleasure, moaning as he ground he ass on the handsome face of
their coach.

"Get a mouthful of cum out of there, but don't swallow yet you fucking
faggot." Jenson groaned in protest but Nathan knew he would obey. He
pulled him back, leaving Jamie gasping and mewing in protest himself.

"Open." Blinking in the light Jenson obeyed before realising that
Nathan was now holding his phone, filming the entire thing. "Good boy.
Now stand up. You are going to kiss Jamie," both their eyes widened at
that, though there was significantly more joy in Jamie's. "And transfer
half that precious load to his mouth then you will both show me and then
swallow together. Understood?" They both nodded, with varying levels of
enthusiasm, and Nathan gently pushed them together.

It started slow, both hesitant. But Jamie quickly got into it, arms
wrapping round the bigger man, hands roaming.

"Enough," said Nathan, not wanting them to have too much fun without
him. "Show me your mouths." They both turned and opened their mouths to
show a dollop of Nathan's cum on both their tongues.

"Good, now swallow." Nathan filmed as they closed and swallowed then
both opened their mouths again without needing to be told. "What do you
say?"

"Thank you Daddy."

"Thank you Sir,"

"Good...now let's get started."