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Coach stormed into the secondary locker-room stopping just short of three of his players. "You fucked up in practice." He growled, looming shirtless over the three. They stood there in their jockstraps hands at their sides. "And you KEPT FUCKING UP." He roared reaching down with his huge left hand and with the muscles on his thick left arm bulging, ripped off Bobby's jock.
Bobby stood still eyes straight ahead as his uncut Italian cock swung back and forth under a thick set of black pubes.
Coach then reached to the right and ripped off Doug's jock. Doug's cock was shrunk in fear and submissiveness barely visible in his dark blond bush. Coach used both hands to tear apart Levi's jock. Levi's head was shaven close as were his pubes. Levi's hard cock slapped against his six pack.
"Jack the FUCK off." Coach growled in a whisper easily heard by everyone in the room.
The three immediately grabbed their cocks. Levi had it easiest, already hard and leaking cum. Bobby had chubbed up during the rest of Coach's performance. He used his left hand to slide his extra cock skin up and down his shaft. Doug had to use two fingers to rub his cock head trying to coax his cock out. Eventually his cock was hard enough that he could almost jack off like the others. No one laughed or smiled at Doug at his cock size.
Coach left for a few minutes, grabbing three random guys from the showers, and intentionally selecting two others. They filed into the room naked, followed by Coach. The three random guys stood in front of the three fuck-ups. "Blow in your hand and eat it." Coach ordered. These were young horny jock studs. It didn't take them long to comply. Levi was first. He shot his first load nearly filling his hand, slurped his load, and then continued to shoot another nearly as impressive load. He licked his fingers clean, then waited with his hands at his sides for the other two.
Bobby shot next. Not as much as Levi but a decent handful. Bobby downed his load and left his cock to swing some more as his stood at attention.
Dan shot as Bobby was downing his load. Dan licked his palm clean and stood like the others.
"Knees and swallow." Coach ordered. All three dropped to their knees as the three random players stepped forward. Their cocks already hard and bobbing with each step. Levi was first to down Mark's cock burrying his nose in Mark's wet pubes. Bobby started by licking Chris's cock from base to tip before swallowing Chris's entire cock. Dan initially made a face staring into Ken's ginger pubes. With a grimace, Dan slipped his lips around Ken's cock head.
Horny jocks that they were, looking down at the fuck-ups Coach had ordered to their knees, it didn't take the three long to empty their nuts down their teammates throats.
"Now hit the fucking showers. No clothes for the next two weeks during workouts. Remember whose cum you just swallowed. You'll be sucking his dick before and after each workout until you can wear clothes again. Now go."
The three fuck-ups filed followed by two of the assistant coaches. Coach then turned to me.
I stood there naked. I knew better to wear a jock in front of Coach when he "Wanted to talk after practice in the "other" locker-room." My thick cock hung between my thighs. Though I was chubbed up from watching the humiliation of three teammates, my cock knew better than to go full mast. Funny, I was the only person Coach would accept a fully erect cock from, well, at least in this situation.
His stance was dominating. I could see his rock hard cock through his shorts. I was also probably one of the few people that would openly stare at Coach's crotch. His eyes though held disappointment and both he and his remaining assistant coach knew that the disappointment hurt me more and would make me work harder, than anything else that was about to happen. But, appearances had to be kept up.
"Knees." Coach ordered. I dropped as my cock flopped around. Coach then looked to Mark, but Mark was focused on looking forward. Well, forward and a bit down. Mark could never keep his eyes from big thick cock, always lingering around when I was showering or naked around the lockers.
Coach stepped forward and grabbed both Mark's cock and balls squeezing slightly. Mark looked up, making eye contact with Coach. Coach smiled and nodded in my directly. Coach gave Mark one more squeeze before slapping his ass to move him forward.
I opened up and surrounded Mark's semi-hard cock with my mouth. Mark was nearly instantly hard. His wet dream, me, was on his knees, sucking his cock. Mark kept looking down and while latter to anyone who would ask he would say he wanted to see me suck his cock, I knew, hell Coach knew, Mark was looking at my cock, wanting to see if I got hard.
I moved back a little to give Mark more of a view. Fuck yea I was hard. Sucking cock did that to me. Fortunately, or unfortunately depending on your view, for Mark, he was a young horny stud living out his wet dream of getting his cock sucked, sucked by a pro, and getting to stare at my huge hard cock. Mark's load was shot and down my throat before he even realized it. Marked stepped back to join the others and coach nodded for Chris to step forward.
Chris was already hard and leaking. Chris was a younger brother of a buddy of mine. I'd blown him, well, a lot. More than I can remember. He and his brother were both open and hot. Chris had even fucked me - repeatedly. One day he offered me to fuck his virgin ass if he could fuck me everyday for a month straight. He took me like a man - I fucking loved the look on his face the entire time I plowed him - shock followed by smiling and laughing. After a month's practice and my instruction, Chris really became a fucking stud. Girls were all over him. He offered again but I said his ass wasn't virgin anymore - it was quite stretched out. It'd be one-to-one. He'd taken me up on it a couple times before asking if there was anything that could get him more. Three things: I fuck you in front of your brother. I fuck your brother. You, your brother, and I fuck. Damn if the little stud didn't make it all happen.
Chris didn't last long. I knew everything that made him purr.
Ken replaced Chris. Now for some reason Coach and his assistant really got off on me blowing Dan. Well, not Dan specifically, but a red head. I had auburn hair that got redder the lower you went on my body. Even with the two before him, Dan seemed surprised at how quickly he got hard and blew his load. "Showers." coach ordered.
Now it was time for the two hand picked studs. They were both my grade and both starters like me on the team. The others were all younger. This was more a display to them that no one, no matter how good, would be punished by the Coach. Jason was black, dark black. His dick was the only one close to mine, but really didn't offer competition. He sunk his hard cock down my throat. Now Coach usually didn't go for sign's of dominance, that weren't his, but Jason had been on the team as long as I had. He knew how far he could go without Coach correcting him. Jason was my first - in everything. I was his. This was years and years ago. Coach caught us and taught us. Jason eventually decided he liked girls more than guys, but still fucked around with me occasionally. After awhile, Coach grunted, and nearly on command Jason blew his spunk in my mouth.
Justin was up. While Levi got away so far with trimmed pubes in front of Coach, Justin was the only one that could get away with shaved pubes. Guys either left the team or let nature take its way down there if they wanted to play for Coach. Justin and I had been friends since childhood. It should be fucking humiliating for me to suck his cock - at least that's how the story would be spread to the younger players. Neither Justin or I minded when I sucked his cock. Justin was my only friend that I fooled around with, where it was all one sided. Justin had never sucked my dick or jacked me off. I've never fucked him. While I've sucked his cock some, short of two others, no on has fucked me more than Justin. Justin is the only Man, and Man he is even at our age, that I consider myself a bitch two. The only Man that has fucked me that I haven't fucked back.
I savored Justin's cock. Tracing every vein and enjoying playing with his foreskin. Justin fucked a lot of women, not just girls. Plenty of pussy climbed into his bed. But I was the only pussy he'd fuck that he let spend the night. This time coach's grunt was directed at me. Using my hand for the first time, I reached under and ran my finger along Justin's taint, from asshole to ballsack. He came on command.
"Out." Coach ordered dropping his shorts. Coach's thick veiny cock pointed right at the ceiling. Behind me I could hear the assistant tossing off his shirt and shucking his shorts. Justin turned around and winked at me as Coach closed the door in Justin's face.
Door was too much of a term. It was folding and slatted giving the illusion of privacy, but really providing none. Coach had shut it so hard on Justin that it bounced nearly half way open. But Coach had turned toward me and didn't give a fuck about the door. I dropped down on all fours and Coach dropped to his knees. Coach cock slapped my face - over and over and over again. I'd have red cock marks on my face when I walked out to join the others. The assistant ordered me to spread my ass. I complied as he cock slapped my asshole.
Coach's cock was actually bigger than Jason's, close to my, but no where near as thick. Since he was Coach, I didn't include him in the locker-room comparisons. Coach's cock hung in front of me. I used my tongue to explore in and around under his foreskin. Without preamble, Coach and his assistant jointly thrust inside me. They fucked me. Rough and brutal. I could only imagine what the younger players thought was going on. It was fucking obvious, but without being in this situation did they know? Even the three punished earlier, or the three randomly selected, well sans Chris, did they really know?
The cock in my ass was average length, but pretty fucking thick. Their pace continued to increase. My own cock was rock hard. I was nearly pissing cum as my cock bounced all around. The assistant reached under and grasped my balls in his giant hand. Coach had squeezed Mark's cock and balls to jolt him into moving. The assistant wanted to jolt me, but he wasn't nearly as gentle as Coach. He wrenched my balls, just short of crushing them, but letting me know he held back and crushing was still an option.
My cock erupted all over the floor. Even as my ass spasm-ed and my nuts throbbed the assistant kept up his ass pounding pace. They must have had a signal between them, because a few moments latter the assistant leaned forward with his mouth next to my ear. He whispered, "For you own good son." Coach and his assistant simultaneously filled my mouth and ass.
After about three or four pants, their cocks still cumming, they both pulled out. "Jack it." Coach ordered.
I got up on my knees and began jacking my cock. I was still pretty sensitive from my previous orgasm. Coach didn't care. Within a minute I came for the second time, and while painful, didn't stop. Coach hadn't told me to. My nuts were on fire with all the bouncing around after their recent torture. The third orgasm was agony. "Stop." Coach ordered. "Clean it up." I got down and licked all my cum from the floor.
Coach and his assistant had both put their shorts on. The assistant had left his shirt on the bench. "Let's go." Coach said to his assistant. The two left through the back entrance in Coach's office, getting in his car, and driving off.
I grabbed my bag, threw my Dad's shirt in it to give to him later, and went to join Jason and Justin in the shower.
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