Date: Sun, 10 Sep 2023 03:01:11 +0000 (UTC) From: Tony Subject: Training a Himbo Bodybuilder 7 This story is fiction and based on consensual DOM/sub sex between men. Any resemblance to real people is purely coincidental. It's copyrighted 2023 with all rights reserved outside of Nifty. Synopsis: This story is about a naïve young himbo (male bimbo), Joey Carbone, with aspirations to become a pro bodybuilder and fitness model. His father, also a himbo, sends him to an old college buddy who trains bodybuilders. The coach teaches Joey the benefits of increased levels of the male hormone, testosterone, to build bigger muscle. This is a story of Joey's efforts to get as much testosterone as possible to build the best body possible. In this chapter, the coach must be more strict with the rules for Joey because he is simply too stupid to think for himself. The boy needs to learn to stop his orgasms and Coach Mike is determined to make this happen. The story involves the use of MM/M bdsm sex, humiliation, bondage, chastity, cum control, spanking, oral and anal sex. From the Author: When I write, I like to take time getting deeper into the plot to create the right visual. There will be sex in every chapter but some more extreme than others. I like the "power exchange" between two men where one dominant alpha completely controls the willing submissive beta. No, all men are NOT created egual. I have other stories here on NIFTY and will list them at the end of each chapter. My goal is to make YOU have great orgasms so Please share your thoughts. IMPORTANT: DONATE DONATE DONATE PLEASEEEEEE Keep this great site going and donate to http://donate.nifty.org/ CHAPTER 7 The Coach would train Joey daily. The other bodybuilders began to notice the boy, not only for his muscular body, but also what he was wearing. Joey was told to wear whatever the Coach gave him. He would arrive at his assigned locker and, inside, the coach would have his gear ready. Each workout, his outfit seemed to be getting smaller and more revealing. Now, he was only allowed to wear a small g-string under the spandex shorts that he was given. Because of his oversized cock and balls, the g-string did little to contain his jewels and his cock would spill out. Thankfully, the coach allowed him to wear spandex shorts but they were so small that it barely covered his ass and, when Coach would pull them up, the bottoms of his round ass would spill out the bottom. At least it helped to control his ever-throbbing 8" cock. The shorts were white with a pink trim that seemed to become almost sheer when he was soaked in sweat. His top, also spandex, seemed to be one size too small and barely came down below his growing chest muscle. The coach said that the boy's body needed to be exposed as much as possible, especially his abs so Joey was aware of keeping them tight. The boy also would have to get used to the stares of envy, and even lust, from the other men in the gym. He said that happens with professional bodybuilders. Joey was not allowed to wear deodorant ever. During his day job, Joey would sweat as a UPS carrier, so by the time he arrived at the gym, he already had an odor. The coach said the phenomes released by his sweat and odor would increase his need for testosterone supplementation. Joey didn't understand any of this of course. His brain was more clouded now by the "energy" drink that he drank daily. He couldn't focus on anything except male muscle and the need to have an orgasm. Basically, he couldn't get his mind of his cock. He didn't want to think about anything except cock. He was confused by all of this because he didn't think he was gay but, at this point, he simply did whatever the coach demanded of him. He, and his father, could see huge improvement in Joey's muscular development. The Coach would inject him with more "vitamins" twice a week. The injections were a combination of several steroids and would help to create Joey into a muscle monster. Whatever the coach was doing with Joey, it was working so they followed his instructions. Joey would go home daily and beg his father to fuck him. He needed his huge uncut cock inside his hole. He never thoughts things like this before and he knew he wasn't gay because he loved fucking his girlfriend. But, as soon as he got home, he laid his chest on the bed, with his ass in the air, displaying his butt plug. When his father returned from the construction site, he didn't even take his clothes off but just opened his pants and pulled out his smelly cock that was already dripping some precum. No words, just a quick fuck and deposit of hormone into the boy. Joey usually dripped his own cum out during each fuck. His balls were so full from never being allowed to cum that the white stuff would come out during each fuck. Joey, unknowingly, was having anal orgasms almost daily. He learned to love them. He needed them to take the edge off because he wasn't allowed to have a real orgasm. After Frank put his sperm into the boy, he would replug him, then they both showered and had dinner. Before bed, Frank would strap the boy down, sit on Joey's face to control his movement, and masturbate the boy until he usually edged three times before lights out. Cleaning his father's smelly asshole each night was something that Joey actually looked forward too. Back at the gym, the coach seemed to become more demanding and almost abusive to Joey each day. As the boy worked out, the coach would make him bend over and spread his legs to stretch between sets. He would always make Joey do this directly in front of Cliff Derekson and his buddies. All of them were roided black bodybuilders and the biggest guys at the gym. There was one Brazilian guy who wasn't as big as the others but Joey noticed a huge bulge whenever he walked by. The coach would always verbally insult Joey in front of the other bodybuilders. "What the fuck boy," Coach would say, "only pussy boys grunt like that. Are you a pussyboy you dumb fuck?" Joey would say nothing and bow his down as though he misbehaved. "You're gonna pay for this later with another spanking if you don't keep quiet. I don't like boys that make noise when they workout." The coach slapped his face gently but hard enough to drive the point home. No noise. Again, Joey was embarrassed in front of the other men, who would stare at him as the coach yelled. He would say nothing and simply follow the Coach's guidance, without complaint, until the workout was finished. Sweaty and smelly, they both would go back to the coach's office for his usual testosterone deposit and an edging session. No shower of course. "You know the drill boy," The coach said as he pushed Joey over his desk and pulled down his spandex and g-string. "Chest on the desk and ass up. Spread your legs and stand on your toes. Hands back and pull your ass cheeks open. Let's get that plug out and show me your boy hole." The coach could smell the boy's odor. He hasn't showered since last night after he had his daily injection. Whack. The coach spanked the boy. Joey jumped more from surprise than from pain. "No noise boy remember?" Coach said as he spanked him again. "I think you'll need a reminder like this next time." The coach picked up the g-string on the floor between Joey's feet. It was soaked in sweat and smelly ass juice. He stuffed it into the boy's mouth. The thong didn't really stuff his mouth because it was so small, but Joey understood to shut up. The coach shoved a few fingers into Joey's cunt hole. "Ughhhh," Joey moaned through the thong but dared not to move. He tried to stay as quiet and still as he could but when Coach was in this mood, he became more aggressive. He was being slapped now while having fingers shoved into his asshole. Joey's stupid brain could not understand how he got into this predicament. His thoughts were short-lived as the slapping brought him back to the pain. Suddenly nothing... everything stopped. Joey didn't want to move. He stayed completely still and waited for further instructions. He was sweating now. What was going on? Then he felt two hands on his ass and then pain... pain, pain deep inside his asshole. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," Joey tried to stifle himself. The coach had rammed his cock deep into his asshole in one solid hard stroke. He pushed it to the base and held onto Joey's hips to hold him still. "Plllleeaathhhhh" Joey trying to speak and shaking from the intense pain deep inside him. He wanted to pull away from the pain but knew he shouldn't because it would be worse later. "FUCK YOU BOY" The coach yelled as he pressed against Joey's ass hard, holding his cock deep inside the boy. He waited until the boy stopped struggling and then slowly pulled out of his ass. As soon as the cockhead was out, Coach shoved hard again until the entire shaft was buried inside his ass. "UGHHH" Joey groaned but didn't move. "I'm gonna do this until there isn't a sound out of you boy." Coach said as he pulled completely out of Joey's ass and then immediately thrust to the base again. "This is good for you boy. It will teach you discipline and how to work against the pain." The coach started to pummel into Joey. He wanted to shoot fast so that the pleasure that the boy was feeling would be short lived. He would learn that his pleasure is secondary to the superior alpha male fucking him. He doesn't understand now but the coach was determined to make the boy his own personal muscle slave. "Gonna inject you quick this time boy." Coach said. Joey was already in his own world of pleasure. He felt his own cock hitting against the desk top as the Coach pounded into his prostate over and over. It wasn't long before Joey felt the pressure rise up inside his balls As the coach rutted into him, Joey knew he would lose his cum again. He didn't think he was doing anything wrong but he never felt the contractions of a full male orgasm, only his sperm coming out and relieving some of the pressure in his balls. "Gonna cum now you dumb fag." Coach yelled as he started to slap Joey ass as he fucked it. Joey didn't care that the coach was verbally abusive. He was in his own world of pleasure by now and closed his eyes as his cock hit the desk causing his cum to spill out onto the floor between his legs. "Fuckkkkkk, coming ,.... UGH yeah, take that cum in your fuckin pussy you faggot." Coach was shooting up inside the boys cunt holw. "ARRRRghhhhhh, yessssss." He collapsed against the boys back as his sperm drained into the boys cunt. Joey seemed blissful and he moaned into the desk. After they calmed down, the Coach slowly withdrew his cock from Joey's ass and reached for the plug. It dropped out of his hand as he tried to push it back inside Joey's hole and, as he reached for it, he noticed a puddle of Joey's cum between his feet. "What is this?" Coach sees the pile of cum on the floor beneath Joey's crotch. "I don't know Coach," Joey said, "what is what Coach? "This boy!" the coach grabbed the back of Joey's neck and twisted his head to face the floor. "Ohhhhh that," Joey said calmly, "That happens whenever my dad fucks me too." "What are you? Stupid?" The coach slapped his face. "I know you're stupid but I didn't know you were that stupid." Coach continued, "Its cum boy. Your cum. You're losing your sperm boy." "No Sir," Joey argued, "I didn't cum I swear. I think it just leaks out." "Do you feel better after it leaks out boy?" Coach asked. "Ohhhh, yes Sir, thank you Sir." Joey sighed. Coach slapped him again. "Of course you feel better you idiot. Because you have had an anal orgasm. It's an orgasm and you're losing your testosterone." "I am sir?" Joey said as he rubbed his face. "That's against the rules you dumb fuck." Coach said, "You know you're not allowed to cum." It just dawned on the Coach what Joey had said. "Did you say your dad is fucking you?" Coach said, "and you have been cumming while he fucks your cunt?" "Ahhhh, geeeezzz, Yeah," Joey scratched his head, "I told my dad that you inject my asshole so I didn't think it was bad if my dad did the same thing." "I thought your dad was injecting your mouth, not your ass." Coach said, "I never told your father to fuck you." "No sir, you didn't," Joey agreed, "It was my idea Sir. In fact, my dad didn't want to do it but I begged him. Sir, that energy drink made me need to have the injections in my ass. Once you did it to me, that's all I think about now. I need it more and more now." Joey walked closer to the Coach. "Did I do something wrong Coach?" Joey asked quietly, "I am so sorry but it feels so good to have my injections now." "Wrong boy?" Coach said almost silently, "Yes, boy, you did something very wrong." The coach knew this was going to happen when he started giving them both the drink of Viagra, XTC and dopamine. Everything was moving in the right direction for the Coach. He needed to take the next step with the boy. He needed the coercion and mind fuck to go deeper now. "Incest boy." Coach said quietly. "Have you ever heard of incest." "I have heard the word before, yes sir." Joey said. "Do you know what it means boy?" Coach pulled Joey's face to his own to look at him directly in the eyes. "Incest is illegal boy." Coach said, "You and your father had sexual intercourse and that is incest. You're committing a crime boy." "No Sir," Joey pleaded, "We didn't have sex you know that Coach. Neither of us are gay. He was just injecting his hormone into me like you did." "Boy," Coach yelled as he slapped Joey's face, "I am not your father. I can fuck you whenever I want but your own father can't. He committed a crime boy." "No Sir, it's not my dad's fault Sir" Joey defended his father, "It was all my idea. I couldn't help it. My girlfriend left and I needed him to put it inside me like you did coach." Joey was babbling now, "I begged him coach. He didn't want to do it but I took his cock in my mouth and then pushed it inside my hole. It was burning inside there and it felt like an inferno." "Shut up boy," Coach said as he slapped him again. "This makes things more complicated now, don't you see you stupid fuck?" "Fuck sir, I'm sorry," Joey bowed his head. The coach smiled inside knowing that the boy was just to dumb to understand anything. His plan was working perfectly. "We are going to have to think of a new plan now." Coach said. "We have two issues here. Besides you both committing a crime by having incest, we have the issue of you losing your testosterone while being injected. You were having an anal orgasm and all the leakage from your cock was lost hormone. That has to stop too." "Yes Sir," Joey still had his head lowered. "I will do anything you want to help my dad." "I think we need to have a meeting with your Dad, boy." Coach said. "I will drive you home now. Is your Dad home from work yet?" "Im not sure Sir," Joey said, "I can call to find out." "No boy," Coach replied as he picked up Joey's spandex shorts and threw them to the boy. "We go to your place and wait for him if he isn't home yet." Without waiting for a reply, Coach walked out and Joey rushed to pull the tiny spandex shorts that barely covered his ass and ran behind him. Frank wasn't home when they arrived. Coach watched Joey instantly strip to nothing except the butt plug still lodged in his ass. The Coach sat back on the sofa and pointed to the floor in between his legs. Joey was so insecure at this point that he didn't hesitate to kneel between the coach's legs and wait instruction. "You want some more protein boy?" The coach asked as he scooted forward so his crotch was directly in front of Joey. The boy smelled in the scent of the sweaty jock the coach was still wearing. Joey just nodded his reply. The coach slid his sweatpants off but kept the damp musky jock on and pulled Joey's face into it. "Why don't you just stay there and lick and smell my man stink while we chat until your Dad gets home." Joey didn't speak. He leaned into the jock pouch and began licking as instructed. "That's the smell of testosterone boy. An alpha male scent that means strength and muscle." Joey inhaled as he licked. "Mmmmm, yes sir, I love it. Ahhhh, smells so good." "Good boy," The coach put his hand on Joey's head to pull his nose under his balls. "Listen to me, I think you mean well but you fucked up again. This tells me that I can't really trust you to make your own decisions Joey. I will punish you again for losing your hormone but you simply don't seem to learn. I think your brain is too stupid Joey. You are not capable of understanding how I am trying to help you." The coach pulled Joey's head back by the hair to look at him eye to eye. "I need to take full control of that boy cock Joey." Coach said, "Do you understand?" "Not really Sir because I thought I was obeying the rules you gave me." Joey said, "my dad thought so too." "Right, I know your dad very well and, I believe, he will agree with me completely." "Agree that I'm stupid Sir?" Joey asked. The coach laughed, "Well, that too, but I think you will have to move into my place and live with me, Joey. That way, I can keep a better eye on you. I know your dad will agree, especially since he broke the law by doing incest with you." "Ohhh," Joey almost cried, "It all my fault Coach. Please don't call the police on my daddy. Please Coach, I promise I will do exactly what you want." "Exactly boy?" Coach asked, "I mean you probably won't understand why I ask you to do things but you must agree to obey whatever I say without one complaint." " Oh thank you Coach," Joey smiled, "Yes, yes, YES, I promise to do whatever you say without complaint." "Good boy." Coach smiled and pulled Joey's face back into his jock pouch. Frank came through the door. "Hey Frank," Coach said very casually as he held the boy's face in his crotch. "Hey Mike," Joey's father said as though there was nothing unusual happening to his son. "Surprised to see you here." "Yeah, well, there is something important we need to discuss Frank." Joey's dad came and sat across from them on the sofa and simply listened. He had a nervousness about himself now. "You see," Coach said, "Joey told me that you were fucking,... ah, injecting your hormone into his asshole. You should know by now that you can't do anything on your own without checking with me first. I mean, that was super dumb bro." " Fuck Mike, I only thought that..." "Shut up you dumb fuck." Coach interrupted. "Let me finish. I shoulda known better that, once you drink that shit, you can't control your dick either." "Sorry Mike." Frank said as he bowed his head. "You fuckin raped your son bro." Coach Mike said, "you couldn't control that horse cock of yours and you needed to spread your seed, didn't you?" "Ahhh..." Frank was confused. "Its illegal bro." Coach Mike said, " Its's call incest and you can go to jail for it Frank. Don't you realize that?" "No Boss," Frank was calling is buddy BOSS now. Joey's father seemed to become suddenly submissive to Frank. "I didn't know Boss." Now, Joey is older than 18 so it wasn't actually illegal, but obviously Frank and his son Joey didn't know that. Mike was going to take advantage of this situation now. "You need to keep drinking that energy drink because it will keep your hormone levels high for your son to drink," Coach continued, "but you can not fuck, ahhh... deposit, your testosterone into his anus. It has to be mouth only." "Whatever you say boss, ah Mike." Frank realized he exposed himself and his unique relationship with Mike to his son. "Ahhh, sorry Mike." Meanwhile, the coach had pulled his cock out of his jock and fed it to Joey. The boy simply swallowed it, hoping to drink some male hormone soon. "Come here Frank," Coach said to his buddy, "look how your boy has learned to suck out that hormone. The more hormone he consumes, the more muscle he'll have." Mike pushed Joey's father down to the floor. Frank knelt down next to his son and watched him suck the Coach. "He's being a good boy now, isn't he?" Coach said without waiting for an answer. Why don't you feed it to him Frankie," Coach said to Joey's dad. "Help him to be a good boy for his coach." "Ahhh, yeah sure Boss." Frank said as he did what he was told. Joey looked at his dad as he jerked off the Coach's cock into his son's mouth. "Good boy Joey," his dad said as he pumped the Coach's dick, "you'll do this whenever the coach comes to visit us now." "Ahhh, well," Coach coughed, "that brings up a good point Frankie. I will be taking the boy to live at my place until our training is finished." The coach waited for a reaction from him. "Really boss," Frank said looking up at him, "do you think that is necessary? I mean, I don't think Joey should impose on you." Frank didn't want the boy to move out. "No imposition Frankie." Coach said, "He will come home with me tonight. That way I will be able to train him full-time until his first competition. Besides, knowing you, you will start raping the boy after you have had a taste of his pussy, ahhhh, ass." Frank looked down like a sad puppy. "You can't give him enough cum, ah testosterone, any longer Frankie." Coach said as he pet Frank's face, "You are welcome to watch when I deposit the sperm inside his rectum if you want." "Yeah ok boss," Frank said, "that would be fine... just fine." Frank was lying. "Great." The coach said, "then why not do it right now." The coach pulled Joey's head up by the hair but didn't say a word. He turned the boy around and pushed him to his hands and knees. "Why don't you stabilize the boy from the front Frank." Coach instructed, "He might need some help keeping quiet. Joey knows I don't like a lot of noise from him." "Stabilize boss?" Frank seemed confused. "Put your dick in his mouth to keep him quiet bro." Coach ordered the stupid beast. Frank opened his pants and Joey gobbled his father's cock. "Ass up boy," Coach said, "I got a nice load for you." --to be continued ---- READERS: This is my 8th story here on Nifty. Please look for my other stories by going to the "AUTHOR" feature here in the menu and click BUSTERMUSCLE. Most of my stories involved the dominant/submissive power struggle because I believe that sexual control of one man over another is a huge turn on for me. Please feel free to email me and ideas you may have for Joey in this story. Thank you to all the emails I have received with comments and ideas. I always try to incorporate some of your perverted ideas into my story too. Keep the thoughts coming. Most important is that you PLEASE donate to NIFTY. Ny stories are exclusively HERE and nowhere else online. ` Please email me at bustermuscle69@yahoo.com with any comments. I will answer ALL emails. Thanks guys.