Furnation

By ozzalone65

Published on May 4, 2023

Gay

These are short stories about the hot duration images and drawings that I have seen online in recent years. Half human and have beast creatures that the artist make so damned hot that it gets me as horny as with a real life male body. Not to mention how they are all so well endowed. It's called 'furnation' or 'furries' or whatever phrase us being used now a days.but but I feel such gorgeous creatures need to be celebrated.

Enjoy ++++++++++××++++++++++××++++++++++××

FurNation (Stag Slave (6)

... I had wanted to get back with the coach after that incredible fun in the locker room. Even after the ass wrecking fuck that he could not complete. I wanted him again, I wanted his huge cock and those monstrous balls. Even after the violence of the unhinged orgasm he caused in me. An uncontrolled erupting that I thought was my body actually exploding. Not just my dick Even after all that I found my self beyond horny for the coach again. Needing to get a good deep fucking by him. So I decided to hunk him down at school. Every day looking at him in gym class. Staring at the stud with wanton hungry eyes. Letting him know just with my look what I wanted from him. But the coach seemed to all but ignore me for weeks. Just working us out in class and then sending us home, sending me home. Even once just out right telling me to go home. That it was 'not gonna happen kid'

"Fuckk" I huffed in frustration "I want it man" "You gotta"

He came back with a tough 'no'. That he was not risking his job for some horned up little slut. To just leave him alone. But I would not be denied. I would have his dick again. And he would finish me off this time. So one day after class I threw myself at him. It would have the coaches dick again. Or else

"He will fuck me again" I said to myself "Fucker"

I finished my last class before gym. Then headed down to the locker room to get into my shorts. Then I stepped into his office before ethe class was to start. The coach sitting at his desk alone. I opened the door and he looked up at me. His face instantly filled with disdain for me and a grumble came out of him.

"I thought I said..." He started to say

I then just stepped over to the desk. Slapped my hand to to it and leaned over the desk. Staring into the hot coaches eyes. My eyes filled with an obvious lust and desire that would not be quenched.

"Oh yes you will fucker!" I growled at him "You will do exactly what I want." "After class, you and me"

I paused and then stood back up. And as I was about to turn to leave I entered my last comment.

"Or else" then walked out.

I did not even look back. Although I felt the rush of adrenaline in my body as I moved to the field. My dick literally throbbing about in my shorts and jock. I had to reach down and pull at it. Trying to slave off the horniness just long enough to get through class. The coach came out and did not even look at me through most of the class. Just giving us the calistenics and then prepping us for the game. Just a friendly game of touch football. The game ended as class heated a close. The coach sent everyone to the showers. But asking for a volunteer to help him out the gear away. I of course raised my hand.

"Me. I will coach!" I shouted

I was not the only one, and the coach was gonna pick someone else until I blurted out something about his balls (the foot balls), but directed at him was a tell as to what I wanted. He then reluctantly chose me to help. Sighing as he had little choice. And I figured he knew what I would do if he did not comply. Something I would do if he did not give me what I wanted. Cock. My plan and been to go to the principal and turn him in for sexual assault on me. I wanted not to do it, but desire was a feeder into my decisions that day. Give me cock or get fired fucker'.

"Great" I said with glee "I will get to it coach"

I turned as the rest of the class ran off and back into the building where the lockers were. Going in to shower and get dressed to go home for the day. I looked back at the hit coach as he waved the guys off. Looking at his hit man ass in his shorts as he was turned away from me. Looking at his broad back in his polo shirt. Yeah I was gonna have that hot man on me and in me again. That was a certain. The coach looked back at me. He looked mad, but I did not care. It was all about me an my needs now.

"Once you are done there, see me" he stated

Then he walked away. He took heading back to the building. And again I watched the hot coach as he walked off. Looking hungrily at his incredible body and ass. Tightly stuffed in his shorts. Licking at my lips as I felt my dick starting to throb again.

"Cannot wait to have that cock again" I said aloud "But gotta finish this shit first"

So I got back to my chores and finished cleaning up after class. Then headed back into the building in to the lockers rooms, bypassing the showers to go directly to the coaches office. The palace I would get totally slammed very soon... ++++++++++××++++++++++××++++++++++××

To be continued

Next: Chapter 25: Stag Slave 7


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