As I approached the doors of my school for the first time I felt totally out of place. My parents had recently divorced and my mother and I had relocated to Seattle. I was an awkward 15 year old boy just starting grade 10. All my friends were back in St. Paul and I felt alone. At least it was only a half day for orientation and I hoped to meet some new friends. The morning went smoothly with the usual locker assignments etc. and I was relieved to be going home.
As I walked along the block to my house I noticed a boy about the same age as me mowing the lawn. Just as I approached his house he finished and shut the mower off.
As I passed I heard him say " You must be my new neighbor". I looked at him and nodded and he asked the usual questions about where I was from, type of music I liked, if I played sports etc. and I discovered he was a swimmer. I explained that I was a competitive swimmer back in St. Paul. Brad then told me all about their program invited me to a practice the following Saturday. As I headed home I thought that at least I had one thing to look forward to.
The rest of the week was spent adjusting to my new school and settling into a new routine. Saturday morning arrived and I arrived at the pool Brad was on the steps waiting for me. We entered and he introduced me to the coach and the rest of the team.
After swimming laps for 45 minutes we had a few races ,all of which I won by a large margin. After the practice the coach asked me to his office to discuss my abilities and to give me the necessary forms for my mother to fill out. Brad explained that he had to go as he had to go shopping with his Mom.
Still in my bathing suit I followed the coach to his office. As we entered he closed the door and sat behind his desk. As I sat down my eyes were attracted to a large ring on is left hand. It seemed to glow and have a life of its own . It was like a prism and the colors kept changing and for some reason I couldn't look away. In the back ground I could hear the coach saying " look into the ring enjoy the ring watch the ring." As I stared at the ring I felt my cock getting hard. I tried to stop it but I couldn't. The coach was now saying " Just a little longer and you will be mine." What was he talking about ? ? I tried to think but all I could do was stare at the ring. " you will do anything I ask , you will do anything I ask". It all felt so right I heard myself repeating " anything you ask.
All of a sudden he put the ring away and smiling he asked if I was alright . Confused and not understanding what had had happened I just nodded and thought it was a bad dream. He gave me the required forms and I went home trying to figure out what had happened. It was all so weird that I decided the best thing to do was just forget the whole thing and I certainly couldn't tell any one.
Sunday morning I woke up and for some reason I felt restless. My mother was out for the day attending to various tasks and I decided to go for a walk. I thought I'd go past Brad's house on the off chance he was in the yard and maybe we could do something. As I approached his house I noticed a car pulling out of their drive and thought I'd missed him. As I passed I herd Brad say " Hi. I was waiting for you". How could he be waiting for me? I turned and for some reason he seemed to have an unusual glow about him.
I felt my cock begin to harden and noticed him looking at my bulge. For some reason I found this to be even more arousing and my cock was growing harder. As I walked toward him he turned and entered the house. I followed him inside and just stood there as he sat in a chair and smiled at me.
As my eyes wandered over his body I noticed that his cock was also staring against his jeans. He smiled at me and motioned for me to kneel before him. I couldn't refuse and he took my hand and placed it on his cock. I undid his zipper and pulled out his cock. It was about 6 inches long with a nice mushroom shaped head. It looked so good I had to taste it and bent down and licked the head. Brad let out a low moan and said " that's my good little toy" . I felt his hands pushing my mouth deeper on his cock and I opened my mouth and let it slide to the back of my throat. It fit in my mouth perfectly and I loved the taste. Suddenly coach entered the room . All I could do was stare at him as I continued to savor Brads cock. He walked over to us dropped his pants, he was huge twice the size of Brad and I wanted to taste him. He reached down and pulled me off of Brads cock and rammed his 12 inches into my mouth. I couldn't/t believe how much he stretched my mouth. As I continued to suck on the coach Brad got beside me and pulled out my dripping cock. I moved to allow him easier access and he pulled my pants down. Thinking he was going to suck me as well I was shocked as began to lick my ass. Then I heard coach tell Brad " that's right loosen up that virgin ass for me". After a few more minutes Brad managed to get my pants off and he sat on the chair. Coach pulled out of my mouth and put me on all fours with my mouth directly above brads still hard cock. Then I felt him position his cock against my ass. Pushing and prodding until finally he slid his cock into me. It was so large I thought he was going to rip me in two. Suddenly my ass began to relax and he managed to slide deeper into me. It no longer hurt and I bent down and took Brad into my mouth again. As coach pounded my ass I felt Brads cock twitch and soon after he filled my mouth with his cum. There was so much it ran down my chin and I loved the salty taste. I continued to lick him clean as coach pounded my ass. By this time I head coach moan and he filled my ass with a huge load of cum. After he pulled out he ordered Brad to clean me up, he first kissed me and licked his cum off my face. He then proceeded to lick my ass clean while stroking my cock. Soon afterward I filled his hand with my cum and he fed it to me.
I spent the rest of the day being their toy obeying their every wish. I found out that the coach was Brad's father and they had planned this the first day they saw me.
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