Baseball Team Rapes Teacher
Part 7: The Gang Bang Continues
by Conor
The boys abruptly stopped the sexual activity and waited patiently as Andy ran off behind the backstop to retrieve the "secret weapon." Mr. Flanagan was still on his hands and knees in the dirt. Cum was dripping out of his mouth and asshole, and someone had shot a load on his back and in his hair as well. He felt like he had been completely dehumanized. These boys, whether young freshmen boys or hot senior studs, truly viewed him simply as an object to be played with. Not once did they stop to think about their teacher's feelings or even about his own sexual pleasure.
Soon Andy, the smallest of the three freshman, returned from behind the backstop. In one hand was a wooden baseball bat. In the other hand was a paper bag. Mr. Flanagan didn't understand what was going on -- at first, he thought the boys were going to beat him with the bat. He thought back to the time Coach Jackson had struck him across the face, and then kicked him in the ribs after he had fucked him.
The boys gathered around the teacher as Andy handed the baseball bat to Kevin. "You see this, Flanagan?" Kevin sneered, waving the bat at the teacher. "We use these everyday in baseball, but today we're going to use it for something different." It was only when Kevin pulled a jar of Crisco out of the paper bag that Mr. Flanagan realized what would be happening.
The boys forced Mr. Flanagan to roll over onto his back. Ryan and Eric each grabbed a leg and forced them apart, exposing the teacher's gaping asshole. The other boys held Flanagan's arms, pinning him to the ground.
Mr. Flanagan watched in horror as Kevin smeared Crisco all over the thick end of the baseball bat. The teacher tried to struggle, but he was being held down by six strapping teen athletes, and he knew he was trapped. Kevin laughed at his teacher's efforts to get away, and said, "What, are you scared Mr. Flanagan? I would think you'd be looking forward to this! We all know how much you love taking our big bats up your ass." All the boys laughed, and Kevin began to rub the greased end of the bat up against Mr. Flanagan's hole.
Suddenly, Mr. Flanagan yelled out, "No, Kevin! Please, it's too much!"
The boys laughed again. But Kevin pulled the bat away, and said, "Okay, Flanagan, you're not ready yet. Do you need some warming up?" The teacher said nothing. "Fine," Kevin continued. "Kenny, get over here. Give our teacher a nice stretching."
Kenny eagerly jumped up and moved into place behind the teacher. He lined his 10-inch rod up against Mr. Flanagan's hole and slammed it in. The teacher groaned in pain, but soon adjusted to the size of this freshman boy's tool. Kevin, bat still in hand, directed Kenny to fuck the teacher even harder. "We want him to be ready for the main event, don't we?"
After a few minutes, Kenny pulled his enormous erection out of the teacher's ass and shot his load, spraying it all over Mr. Flanagan and on the other boys, as well. Kevin said, "Okay, Flanagan, enough of this nonsense. Spread `em, boys." Ryan and Eric pulled his legs as far apart as they would go, and Kevin placed the tip of the bat at Mr. Flanagan's bruised pussy. Slowly, he began to slide the huge piece of wood into his ass.
Mr. Flanagan had never felt such pain in his life. He'd been taking hard cocks up his ass since high school, and Kevin and his friends had certainly given his ass a workout in the past year. But nothing compared to this.
Soon, Kevin had forced an entire 12 inches of the bat into Mr. Flanagan's butt. The boys looked on in awe as the bat continued to slowly slide deeper and deeper into their teacher's body. After he had buried the bat a few inches deeper, Kevin began to slide it out. "Okay, Teach, time for the real fun." Kevin began to brutally fuck the teacher with the bat, pulling it almost all the way out and then slamming 14 inches of the bat back in.
Mr. Flanagan thought he was going to pass out from the violent fucking he was receiving. Soon, Billy, the hot freshman, forced his 7-incher into the teacher's mouth, and the other boys began to pair off.
Jeremy, always an eager cocksucker, took Kevin's enormous dick into his mouth. Ryan decided that Kenny, the horse-hung freshman, would make an excellent cocksucker. Ignoring the younger boy's complaints, Ryan forced him onto his knees and slammed his 9-inch cock down his throat. At the same time, Eric and Andy began to sixty-nine, sucking on each other's little hard-ons.
Soon Kevin took mercy on Mr. Flanagan and removed the bat from his battered hole. This mercy was short-lived, however, as the boys once again began taking turns drilling their teacher's ass and fucking his face.
This continued for over an hour, and by the end Mr. Flanagan was barely conscious of what was being done to his body. He remembered the bat being forced into his body one last time before he passed out.
The teacher woke up several hours later. Looking down, he realized the wooden bat was still inside him. He slowly pulled it out, wincing at the sharp pain it caused. Mr. Flanagan's body was bloody in places and sore all around. This, he thought, had been the worse experience yet. He had been looking forward to the end of the school year, when Kevin and his fellow seniors would graduate and, hopefully, finally leave him alone.
Now he knew that their departure would not end his servitude. They were training a whole new group of boys, who would be at the school for four more years.
The thought of being a sexual slave for that long was unbearable.
As he lay on the baseball field, dirty and bloody, Mr. Flanagan thought about his options. There has to be something I can do, he thought. Something.
To be continued...
========================== Alright guys, there you have it. How'd you like the baseball bat? I hope it wasn't too brutal. Anyway, as always, please send your comments, suggestions, and questions to me at conor500@yahoo.com. Can't wait to hear from you all! Later...