Date: Mon, 9 Oct 2017 03:47:08 -0700 From: nate brooks Subject: Locker Room Sneak Aaron groaned as he inhaled the scent of his coaches jock, it was a Tuesday afternoon. No different from any other training day the athlete had other than today, he had submitted. He gave into his dirty desires finally and so here he was, kneeling under the coach's desk as he smelt the jock with a relishing hunger that infested his entire body. He couldn't help what he was. From a young age the young football jock knew he had one job. To please the men around him, in ways he didn't know that he could do yet. Being discreet about this long awaited desire the boy had created countermeasures for himself. From the slew of cheerleaders he would pound into mercilessly to the large amount of pot he would smoke within the hour, Aaron had his ways. But finally the boy cracked, he needed something. Anything to appease the hunger he felt so deep within himself. He felt dirty, wrong as he began to untie the laces in his football pants, shoving down the useless polymer material as he fished his chubbing cock from the side of his jock, he began to jerk off. His senses going wild as he began to jerk his cock without hesitation, his breathing erratic and out of place as he huffed and nibbled on the coaches jock without a care in the world before finally, the door clicked. Shit, someone was going to find him here, sniffing the coaches jock. Without thinking Aaron dove underneath the wooden desk, crawling to the very back as to not be seen by whomever entered the room, Aaron instantly recognized the voice as the coach darren as well as one of his close teammates, Desmond, "Sir please...Everyone's still at practice, I promise to be free later.." A solid smack could be heard from under the desk, Aaron couldn't help but feel his erection throb at the coachs big meaty hands connecting with the light skinned studs face "You are my bitch.I helped form this body to what it is now, a temple..how much pussy have you gotten because of me? How many of those sluts out there did you fill up with those two baby makers dangling between your legs boy? That's because of me..I formed your body, your beautiful pecs..." "..Coach.." "That gorgeous ass..all mine, now when I say I need to drop a load in a nice tight hole Desmond, what do i expect you to say?" asked Coach Darren. I heard nothing but the two studs breathing, like a stand still in one of those old western movies where the protagonist finally saves the town from the villain. After what seemed like hours i finally heard shuffling, Desmond had repositioned himself so that way he had gotten down on his knees, pressed against the wall while the coach used his bulging crotch to rub his growing erection into Desmond's face. The tension in the air was thick as the coach used his free hand to yank on the player's hair, causing him to lightly tap the back of his head into the wall with what little room he had, "Never heard the magic words, you little shit." growled the coach. Desmond's eyes had a fire inside of them. Staring at the coach he opened his mouth to finally reply "Sir, yes sir!" He called out almost with pride, Desmond leaned forward. The coachs massive cock to big with a clothed layer, all Desmond could do was mouth the giant cock, hopping the coach could feel something underneath his leather clad pants. Desmond seemed to change by then. From the cocky running back who could clear the field in seconds, Desmond became a cock begging whore, just like many of his own conquest. He seemed to be turned on by the power coach had over him as he gave his cloth covered cock sloppy kisses, his tongue lashing at the ever growing bulge with an infectious need, the wet, harsh sounds of the boys work being music to the coach's ears. After a long period of teasing the coach pulled back "take out my cock..and don't you dare use your teeth you fucker, i wanna see how good that mouth is.." taunted the coach, he put both of his arms above his head. Flexing in a power pose for the poor cocksucker underneath him. Without hesitation Desmond began to use his teeth in such a skillful manner, you'd think he could use his mouth as a lock pick, being as hasty as one could be with no hands. Desmond freed the coaches nine inch monster. The veiny cock havin an angry purple hue to the cock head as Desmond just stared "Fuck coach..you always so big.." mumbled Desmond in awe, his own crotch twitching a bit from the anticipation of coaches monster cock "Cmon boy, get to work on my cock." belted the impatient man. Flinching, Desmond began leaning forward. His mouth connecting with the coach's head. He started to slowly kiss the mushroom shaped tipped, flicking his tongue along its ridges as one hand came up to begin jerking the mammoth of a man off, "For fucksakes, its a dick not your grandmother. Suck my fucking cock!" the coach almost bellowed, grabbing onto the sides of Desmond's head as he forced his cock down the young players throat. Desmond gurgled, saliva dripping from the edges of his mouth while he swallowed the coaches cock. Aaron was still underneath the desk. Hearing the action going on from the other side caused his softening erection to perk up "this is so wrong.." mumbled the tan male. Grabbing his thickening cock he began stroking his member. Feeling his balls churn a bit as he heard the sounds of gaging and slurping come from Desmond's poor abused throat...The coach kept up his on slaught, watching Desmond's face bounce off the flat portion of his naval. His cock continuously sliding in and out of the young males exceptionally tight throat. The man threw his head back, a hand making its way right into Desmond's hair as he began jack hammering the poor boys throat, not letting up as he kept up the brutal assault, underneath Desmond struggled with the coachs thick nine inch cock, the lack of air causing the boy to lightly tap on the man's hip, his tapping increasing with urgency as the coach kept on fucking right through the boys nervous tapping. Finally, the coach pulled out of the boy's throat, looking down at the panting young lad as he saw the large amount of saliva dripping from the coachs cock, Coach Darren smirked, pulling back as some strings of throat juice connected the boy's mouth to his cock still, seeing the young jock chase after his cock with a desperate need in his eyes, "awe..look at my poor baby, wanting some of coachs yummy dick..that what you want?" whispered the coach, slowly stroking his slimey erection to get a feel of what it was like..testing the lube Desmond had given his thick tool, he grunted in aproval when he felt the thick amount he had obtained from his sloppy blow job, "Get up.." Growled the burly man..Desmond whimpered, standing as he slowly pressed his tight body to the wall, arching his back he reaveled his muscular ass, when he wasnt in season it was doughy, not enough firmness but when coach had a round with the team. They would gain that perfect level of fat and muscle, the thin layer on top of the rippling glutes to cause a soft, spankable ass that was fun to pound while other men's asses either came out too soft or to hard. These players were at near human perfection. Their asses being trained from the moment they stepped onto Coach Darren's field. The man took a step toward Desmond, running a hand on the polymer covered ass before giving it a sharp spank, Desmond groaned. His bubblebutt shaking from impact before the coach landed another solid smack. Causing the jock to whimper with a deep need. Soon enough, Coach was giving Desmond's ass a proper spanking, alternating between each globe as he seemed to get every inch of the delicious ass, smacking from above onto Desmond's top, fatty checks. To right on the bottom. Causing a ripple that made the coach grunt with approval..finally after thirty minutes of the coaches spanking and abuse he finally caught the waistband of Desmond's Football shorts, yanking them down. He revealed the mocha colored ass he'd dominante soon enough "fuck... thats an ass that needs a real man in it.." mumbled Coach Darren with lust in his voice, "Please..Coach, take my ass...use what you gave me coach.." Desmond begged with a small voice, wagging his ass to taunt Coach Darren, needing the sexy man to just claim him as his own right there, "Alright bitch..you asked for it.." The coach mumbled, he used one meaty paw to grab onto Desmond's shoulder, gaining leverage as he beat his cock against the young man's ass with rhythm. Feeling his need grow the coach began searching for the jock hole with his purple angry cock head. The crevice of Desmond's ass was deep right where the hole was, lining himself up. The coach smacked his wet cock head right onto Desmond's hole. Slowly jerking his cock as he stared down at the twin globes, ready to devour his monster cock in a moment, "alright kid, get ready for daddy's dick." grunted the coach huskily. He pressed his hips forward, feeling the resistance put up by Desmond's tight anal ring, grunting the man kept up the pressure, feeling the ring beginning to yield as the coach started forcing more and more of his cock into Desmond, the tightness made the coach quiver in excitement. Hearing desmond panting at his efforts Coach Darren finally began to break the sphincter of Desmond's ass, both men began groaning aloud. The feeling incredible on his cock while he watched it slowly inch into Desmond, the boy gave off a loud grunt of suprise. Feeling the coach wrap his free hand around the boys waist, he began to jack hammer away at the kids amazing bubblebutt, his cock slidding in and out easier and easier. Before long the coach was able to bang straight through the jock, feeling his body tense up when the man hit deep inside the boy, his balls slapping into Desmond's taint while he gets fucked. The coach looked determined. His body beging to heat up from the intense fucking he was laying down on desmond, really dicking the boy down while all Desmond could do was moan like a slut, "you want this load you dirty bitch? Want me to cream and cover those insides with all my baby makers?" The coach grunted, feeling his balls churn as he continued pounding the boy "F..-slap-...Fuck..-slap-...me Coach!" Desmond cried out, the sound of skin on skin filling the room as the coach kept his onslaught of animalistic fucking. Before long Coach darren felt his climax racing toward him. His balls tightening as he continued to pound through the sensation. Relishing the feeling of being in tight ass. Coach let out an animalistic roar, hunching over, he began to unload inside of Desmond's ass. Both were panting heavily, coachs cum leaking from Desmond's poor asshole "Get out of here kid.." he mumbled as the younger man leaked out, nodding Desmond made quick work of himself. Leaving the office with the load dripping down his thigh..finally the coach scoffed "come on out aaron..i think you need a little lesson about snooping around."