Bobby and the Coach
Chapter 3
Bobby and his Dorm Mate
Knowing how nervous Bobby was about the dorm problem David changed his idea. He asked a couple of the other swimmers to keep Bobby occupied for half an hour. He was going to see the roommate by himself. He had found out the boy's name and a little about him.
Jonathon Price was a spoiled rich boy from New England. His grades had not been good enough to get into a prestigious college so he was resentful of being in Carolina and felt even worse when he saw the scarecrow he was supposed to share a room with for the next year at least.
David knocked on the dorm room and was told to enter by a very imperious voice.
As soon as he entered, Price almost snarled at him.
"Who the fuck are you?"
"I'm about to become your worst nightmare if you don't undergo a very rapid personality change."
Price clamped his jaw shut then having the sense to find out who this guy was before digging an even deeper hole for himself.
"I'm Coach Hanson, and you are lucky enough and honoured, to be sharing a room with a young man that is likely to be a National Swimming Champion in the next year or so. I am going to tell you a little about Bobby McKinley so that when he comes back to this room in about half an hour's time you are going to make him feel very welcome and very special. The alternative is that I will ask Housekeeping to find you the least desirable room and roommate that this campus has available. Capiche?"
Jonathon nodded, waiting to hear the rest.
"Bobby is a very sensitive and very immature boy from a no name town in the middle of nowhere. His performance in the pool is affected by his sense of wellbeing and his overall happiness. He is also a serious academic student. He needs his study and relaxation time to be of the highest quality. You are going to make 110% certain that any time he spends in this room those criteria are met. Have I made myself clear?"
Jonathon sneered, "You want me to wet nurse some little hick? You have to be joking."
David smiled.
"Yes of course I am. Make the most of your last night in this room, I'll have you moved out of here before lunch tomorrow."
David turned to leave and Jonathon jumped up and grabbed him.
"Ok Coach, you win, I'll be nice to him."
"Good. You can start by clearing your rubbish off his desk and make sure that at least half this room is available for Bobby's gear, that includes the wardrobes and chests of drawers, which you will see have already been divided to take his new clothes."
After David left, Jonathon opened the said drawers and wardrobe and was struck dumb by all the gorgeous new clothes there.
What the fuck is going on here' he thought, how special is this guy?'
Jonathon thought about it and realised he had three choices; continue to treat Bobby like a low life, probably not a good idea; treat him like the Coach wanted, yuk; pretend to treat him nice but terrorise him into being just a little slave boy. The last sounded good. He could have some real fun with him on that score, as long as he let him have his study time and his sleep so that no one outside of this room would suspect anything.
David found Bobby and told him.
"Ok Bobby, go back to your dorm. Mr. Price is going to show you how sorry he is for the way you were treated initially."
Bobby wasn't convinced but he went. Full of apprehension he knocked on the door of his own room, first mistake.
"Come in." Boomed from inside and Bobby entered looking round before fixing his eyes on Jonathon. He noted that his side of the room, including his desk, was clear and his study files were stacked neatly by the side of it.
"Hi, I think we need to start over. My first day was a bad one for me. I'm sorry I made it a bad one for you as well. I'm Jonathon Price."
He stood up and put his hand out.
Bobby smiled shyly.
"Hello Jonathon, I'm Bobby McKinley. I'm pleased to meet you."
Jonathon grinned. "I hope you will still think so in a year's time."
Bobby didn't know what to make of that comment but he continued to his side of the room and unloaded his assignments onto his desk.
For the next week everything was fine. Bobby relaxed around Jonathon, got his full quota of sleep and started to please David with his lap times. David wanted to reward his star swimmer and he thought another set of readings would achieve that, only this time he was going to give Bobby a blowjob.
The next day after swim training was finished, David quietly told Bobby he was due for another set of measurements.
"Meet me in the treatment room after you have showered, ok?"
"Sure Coach."
Bobby wasn't worried, he had got used to being naked in front of all the other swimmers, and coach frequently came into the locker room when the boys were still naked.
The routine went the same as the last time with Bobby getting a monumental hard on when coach touched his nipples.
"We still haven't done anything about these have we?"
Bobby shook his head.
"Next practice I'm going to embarrass you a little by sticking special circular plasters over them to see if it solves the problem, if it does, we'll get you one of those body suits for the meets."
Bobby had seen them, they were cool.
"I like that Coach, the problem is, they look so sexy I'd probably have everybody else hard."
David was amazed, this boy was really coming out of himself, a good sense of humour was showing, and he noticed the remainder of the team acted almost like bodyguards or protectors for him despite the fact that several were his age and the oldest was only a couple of years senior to him.
"Huh, I think half of them are hard anyway just looking at you."
Bobby laughed then to cover his embarrassment.
"Right, reward time for your good work. We're going to get rid of that monster again."
David was fondling Bobby's cock and noted the look of pleasure on his boy's face.
Up on the massage table before coach could ask him, hands behind his head and legs slightly splayed.
"I'm ready Coach."
Bobby looked totally relaxed and was smiling. David moved in and started gently stroking Bobby's torso.
"I love the way you are working out sexy boy. You are everything I could ask for in a dedicated swimmer and on a personal front you are so good for me. I'm going to show you today how much you mean to me. Close your eyes and keep them closed."
As soon as they were closed David leaned forward and licked Bobby's cock head, moving quickly down the shaft until he could slather the balls as well. Bobby gasped and had to take a peek. What he saw made him freeze. Coach was using his mouth, coach was licking his cock and balls. He closed his eyes again and thought about it. Then David lifted Bobby's cock and swallowed the glans, swabbing round the edge with his tongue. Bobby's eyes shot open then to see David's mouth covering his cockhead while a hand played with his balls. Running a hand through behind the balls, David just touched the anal entry before running the hand back to play with the ball sac again, all the time sucking on the cock head and swallowing a little of the shaft as well.
Bobby couldn't close his eyes now, this was just too amazing. He knew about blowjobs of course but it was always in the context of a girl doing it to a boy. There were no gay boys at his school, or at least none that were known or out.
The intensity of the feelings running through his body climbed until he was keening very quietly. Coach noted the open eyes now and running a slick finger down to Bobby's anus, penetrated him to the first knuckle. That was too much, the sensitivity was incredible and Bobby blew the most powerful load he could remember, straight down David's throat.
"Oh God, David, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry."
David swallowed the last of the boy's sweet sperm before relinquishing his cock. He moved up to the head then and planted a very definite, I love you, kiss on Bobby's lips.
"Shh, no apology is necessary. You taste so sweet my little star."
Bobby teared up, this was too much for him. No one other than his parents had ever been this nice to him and he was so thrilled with this man on man sex it left his brain in turmoil. He knew it was wrong, but he knew he wanted more. Would he like to do it to David? Crunch time, he had to be honest with himself. Yes, he would. He admired David and liked him. He was tough, but fair as the coach and as the friend he was becoming, everything Bobby could wish for. Older, wiser, protective, supportive, Bobby could have written a new dictionary of superlatives to describe his feelings for David. Love, that was a frightening one. Did he love his swim coach or was it infatuation? No lack of intelligence in this boy, but the answer to this one was too serious to make at the moment. Bobby adjusted his thinking a little and just gently stroked David's face.
"Thank you Coach, that was amazing. I promise I'm going to work twice as hard to make you proud of me."
"I'm already proud of you Bobby, and a little in love with you as well."
That was definitely too much for this country boy. The tears came and he slid off the table to take David in a bear hug and kiss him like David had kissed.
"That's too much David, love is so big, and for us so dangerous."
"I know. We'll work through that one. I know we will have to be careful but I can't stop how I feel Bobby."
`Nor can I', thought Bobby, but I mustn't lose focus, not even for David.
Back to his dorm, feeling like a million dollars, Bobby wasn't ready for what greeted him. Jonathon was sat in his desk chair wearing just a pair of athletic shorts. Bobby took in the body in one quick glance. Jonathon was a seriously buff guy. He could see it was a gym buff body. He guessed he worked out regularly. He looked great. When he smiled instead of sneered he was really attractive as well, Bobby thought he was quite sexy. It was just the superior attitude that was off puting.
"Come in buddy. We need to talk. I've managed to find out about you. I guess I'm still going to be nice to you. We don't want to disturb your training or your studies, but I think it's time we got the social position sorted.
Outside of college I would probably employ you as some kind of lackey, there to do my bidding. I think that is how it should work here so to get our social positions defined I want you naked, now."
Bobby was stunned. He was very fit and in a straight fight it's doubtful he would have been a push over for Jonathon, but Bobby never fought, he couldn't remember ever having a serious fight with anyone. The only thing he could think to do was obey. So he stripped.
"That's good. Now I want you to kneel between my legs. Cross your ankles and grasp your hands behind your back."
Bobby did. He wondered where this was going, but he didn't want confrontation so he did as he was told.
"That's very good. Now, when you have finished your studies each day I want you to assume this position in front of me. Do you understand?"
Bobby looked into a pair of eyes that looked back at him with an evil stare.
"Yes Jonathon, but why are you doing this?"
"Because you're a low life, and if I have to share a dorm room with you it will be on my terms. Now, take my shorts off."
Still none the wiser Bobby did, thinking, how can he be superior to me when he is naked as well?
"Now take my cock in your hands and play with it. When it's hard I want you to suck on it."
Bobby wanted to do that to David, but not Jonathon. So, he stood up quickly.
"That is disgusting, I don't do that kind of thing."
"You've got two choices, suck it or we'll get back to the previous routine here where I make you feel like shit all the time. The only concession I'll make to you is that whatever I ask you to do will remain between the two of us."
No contest, Bobby was going to be philosophical about this. He would get some practice on a body that was really buff and good to look at so that if he got the chance to blow David he would be good. He liked being able to work at his own desk and sleep when he needed to.
"OK, I'll do it, but you guarantee me my study and sleep time uninterrupted."
"I told you I would didn't I. Now get to it."
Truth be known, Jonathon was a turn on. His body was sexy and by the time Bobby had him erect the picture was even better. He had a gorgeous cock, quite thick and about seven or eight inches long. Playing with the balls felt good as well.
"Now slut, lick the head for a minute or so and then swallow it, using your tongue to run round the edge of my glans."
Bobby felt ok with this, in fact he felt better than ok, he was enjoying it.
"That's good, now swallow a little more but keep using your tongue and keep your teeth covered. Use one hand to play with my balls and the other to stroke my torso, particularly my nipples."
Bobby wondered how much practice this guy had, he certainly knew exactly what he wanted.
"That's very good cocksucker, have you done this before?"
Bobby pulled off Js cock and replied.
"No Jonathon, this is the first time."
"Well, you've obviously found your niche, you are good, and enthusiastic. We'll have to see if you like my cock elsewhere sometime as well."
Bobby had no idea what he meant. Continuing his work he felt Jonathon swelling inside his mouth and was about to pull off knowing he was going to cum.
"Keep sucking boy, I want to feel my cum sliding down your throat. If you spill any I shall have to spank you."
Of course Bobby spilt some, he had never done this before and was not prepared for the amount of love juice Jonathon emptied into his mouth.
"You're in trouble now slut, I warned you. Keep sucking until you have the last of me, then bend over your desk."
Bobby obeyed. He didn't know what else to do. The only alternative appeared to be to fight and that wasn't in his nature.
Jonathon walked behind Bobby and took a sharp intake of breath. The butt he was looking at was the cutest and most fuckable one he had ever seen. He and some of his mates had occasionally driven down to the red light district in their home town and picked up rent boys for gang bangs, but none of them had ever been as cute as this. He pushed Bobby's legs wide apart and stooped down. He used his hands to pull the cheeks apart and had a good look at one very virgin little anus. Releasing them again he stroked them while he talked.
"This is a really cute ass Bobby, I think I ought to play with it rather than bruise it don't you?"
Bobby didn't want a bruised ass that would be seen by the team and coach and be impossible to explain.
"Yes Jonathon, please don't bruise it."
No problem. J ran a finger down the crack and touched the rosebud. Bobby gasped but didn't move, so he slicked up the finger with spit before doing it again and sliding it in to Bobby's ass, all the way in one go.
"Please Jonathon, don't do that, don't put anything inside my bottom."
Jonathon laughed and pulled it out, slicked up another finger and pushed two in.
"Now shut up you little shit. I'm going to do anything I like to you apart from bruise you."
Being finger fucked after the first shock became incredibly erotic and Bobby sprang a serious boner. Jonathon noticed it and made him stand up and turn round.
"Oh man, that cock is awesome, and shows how much you are enjoying being fingered. Now, get back in position while I let you enjoy some more."
Bobby did as he was told blushing and feeling so humiliated then he felt the two fingers go back in, but now Jonathon was rotating them and kept hitting Bobby's prostate sending him into orbit almost. When the third finger went in Bobby squealed and orgasmed all over the floor.
"You dirty boy, now get down on your knees and lick it all up."
While Bobby was doing that, Jonathon dug out a tube of KY gel that he hadn't expected to use. When Bobby had finished licking up his cum he was crying with the humiliation of the act.
"Get over the desk slut, you are going to be seriously punished for this."
Jonathon spread Bobby as wide as he could before puting some gel up his ass and lubricating his own penis. He leant forward then pulling Bobby's arms up behind him and planting his feet in such a position that Bobby wouldn't be able to wriggle away from the action. Positioning his cock at the entrance to Bobby's anus, he just leant further forward until he felt the penetration. Bobby screamed and struggled to dislodge Jonathon from his back. J countered it by pushing all the way in. Bobby could do nothing now and relaxed, lay on the desk sobbing at this massive invasion of his body. Jonathon fucked Bobby to a massive orgasm before lifting himself off and rolling onto his bed.
"That is the best fuck I've ever had boy, I'll be doing that every day I think."
Bobby was so totally traumatised by his rape, he just got up and ran, out the door, down the corridor past students with their mouths agape at this naked apparition and into the night.
One of the students was a swim team member and was shocked enough to run for the coach to tell him. By the time David had been to Bobby's dorm room and seen that he was not there and Jonathon was crashed out on his bed pleading no knowledge of anything wrong Bobby was long gone.
David hauled Jonathon off his bed and pinned him up against a wall.
"You had better tell me what caused Bobby to run naked out of this dorm or I will make sure you live to regret it, but only just."
"I fucked the little queer's ass, he loved it, he came all over the floor he was enjoying it so much."
David went ballistic then he would probably have killed the boy if he hadn't been pulled off. He turned to another student.
"Call the police, have this boy arrested for male rape, the remainder of you, grab torches and join me outside. We are going to look for Bobby McKinley. He may be in danger, my guess is he is suffering from a trauma, and hurry."
David was amazed at the speed with which the word had spread. Within a very few minutes there were over a hundred students all carrying torches.
"Now, listen up. Did anyone see Bobby running from the block?"
A boy and girl piped up.
"Yes coach, he nearly flew past us heading for the woods."
"Ok, everyone, spread out in a long line and enter the woods within sight of the person on your left and right. Keep as quiet as you can we may be able to hear his progress then."
Of course there was no chance of the noise level being low enough for that, but they found Bobby anyway. There was an old barn deep in the woods which the students came to and walked in to make sure no one was there. They found Bobby, he had hung himself from one of the beams. By the time he had been lifted down David had arrived on the scene. There was a faint pulse, David screamed for someone with a cell to call 911 and get an ambulance before he started CPR. He was helping Bobby to breath, he had no idea how much damage Bobby had done to his throat with the hanging but it appeared to be helping, forcing more air into his lungs.
It seemed like an age before a pair of paramedics arrived with a stretcher and a portable oxygen kit. Four hefty football students carried the stretcher out of the woods while the paramedics worked on Bobby. David thanked everyone as he got into the ambulance with Bobby.
"I'll keep you all informed on his progress, and thanks for your help." ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Good things happen to our boy in the next chapter as he recovers from the trauma of his rape.