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CHAPTER 12
After a wonderful fuck weekend with the football team, Coach kept his promise and didn't allow me to cum all week long. I was constantly under surveillance from team members 24 hours a day. They would fuck my ass and play with me before during and after practice each day, but never let me shoot my cum.
It got so bad that I was hard all the time, waiting for coach to give me permission to shoot. I wore tight pants with my hard cock sticking straight up, and a baggy shirt on top to cover it. When I got to practice, Coach would always have me stop in his office so he could feel me up first. Then he would have me suit up there, wearing a thin nylon singlet, without wearing a jock. My hard cock was completely visible, under the tight spandex, for anyone to see.
"Be careful boy," coach warned, "I don't want any accidents on the mat today." I knew what he meant. Sometimes I couldn't wait for his permission and my cock would just shoot cum on its' own. Usually while I was wrestling another man, my cock would start rubbing up against him and without warning shoot cum inside my singlet. It that happened, Coach Taylor would tie me down in his office after practice, slap the hell out of my ass, and then fuck me hard.
"That'll teach you to cum without permission, fucker!" HE would say as he pounded my hole with long , full strokes. Eventually , the fucking was more of a reward than punishment because I was learning to crave his huge cock. By the time the season ended, I knew I had become a pussy slut, because I needed to be regularly fucked. I needed to cum as well, but that happened less often.
Even after the season ended, the coach would call me in his office to make sure I was still working out and maintaining my shape.
"I want you 15 pounds heavier next season," he said as he felt my shoulders, back and chest. "And it better be ALL muscle too.." He would usually keep me there until I was rock hard from his rubbing. I would have to flex for him while he jerked my cock and fingered my hole.
"Stand there and flex boy" he said, "Give me a double bi... now lat spread.... Now chest flex".
He continued playing with me until I began to moan.
"Oh Coach," I whispered, "Please, Sir"
"Please what boy?"
"Please make me....." I hesitated.
"Make you what boy?" He said as he brought me to my first edge. He would usually edge me three times before allowing me to shoot.
"Please, make me ... cum, Sir" I said. He knew I loved it now.
"Keep flexing boy," he said, "Work up a sweat, come on. Squeeze that muscle." I flexed and he pushed two fingers nto my ass. I wanted to bend over to give him better access, but didn't move unless told to do so.
"Good boy" he whispered into my ear. He was standing very close to me now. His body right up against mine as he jerked my cock to the second edge.
"ohhhhhhh, yes" I moaned and the coach pulled away.
"Please sir, please"
After the third edge he only used one finger on me. He traced his finger along the shaft of my throbbing dick., taking it from the tip to the base along the underside.
"Keep flexing boy. You wanna cum boy?" He asked. "Well , this is all your going to get." His finger rubbed the underside of my cock , just below the crown. That was all I needed...
"What do you say boy?"
"Please Sir, may I cum now?" He rubbed in small light circles along my cock head. Then I felt him push his fingers into my pussy hole and began fucking me with them. I could not hold it any longer.
"You may cum slut".
With very little contact, my cock shot volley after volley of dick juice into the air.
"Ahhhhhhhhh, thank you SIR" I moaned as I shot my seed.
Then, depending on his mood, I was either fucked or he would jerk off on my face and make me eat his cum.
"Get out punk" he said as he pushed me out the door with cum still dripping from my cock head.
My first year ended and my second year as a wrestler was much the same. I was, however, no longer a freshman, but a "big" upperclassman now. The coach would motivate me by allowing me to fuck the new freshmen boys just like I was fucked.
I would look forward to wrestling another muscular boy so I could rub my cock all over him. I would get on top of him and rub my shaft between his ass cheeks. Coach said that if I dominated him, he would consider letting me cum on him as a reward. Usually my wrestling partner would know that if I rubbed long enough, he would get covered with cum, so he would try to get away as quickly as possible.
Coach knew that I was motivated by being allowed to orgasm if I won the bout. I lost all control of my cock. It would shoot whenever it wanted with no advanced warning. After a few good rubs, it was all over my singlet and my wrestling partner. vHe usually punished me afterwards, but it was worth it.
Eventually, no one wanted to wrestle me because they knew I was stronger and would cum on them. Soon it was a true test of strength for anyone who could last three rounds with me and not have my cum all over them. Coach liked the contests.
As the months past, Coach started putting me with smaller rookies, knowing I could beat the shit out of them. He let my opponent wear only a jockstrap, which would expose his asshole. I would wear a tight singlet with very high leg openings that barely contained my cock and balls. He always had me wear a cock ring around the base of my cock, keeping it swollen and hard most of the time. As I wrestled, my cock would rub against my opponent, becoming rock hard. Eventually, it would fall out the leg opening and drip pre-cum everywhere. I knew that I was not allowed to touch it, so it would hang out for the rest of practice, swollen and hard. The younger guys couldn't keep their eyes off it as it throbbed and dripped.
"Sir, my cock fell out again." I said, "Can I please push it back into my singlet?"
"Now you know you can't touch your cock unless I say so." Coach said
"Yes Sir, that's why I asked you for permission"
"Why can't you keep that cock where it belongs boy?" He said as he walked to me. I didn't want tell him that my singlet was way to small and the leg openings to high to hold my cock inside it.
"Come here," he said as he reached to my cock and balls, "I'll do it".
In front of the whole team, Coach pulled and pushed my cock and balls back under the spandex singlet. I felt it getting harder and more swollen as he tried to pull the thin material over my cock and balls.
"I don't think it'll stay in there for long," he said, "but it'll do for now."
He paired me up with another muscle boy that was smaller than me. He looked at me and then dropped his eyes to my bulging cock below. I knew he could see the wet spot spreading around from the pre-cum leakage.
"Let's go you two," Coach said moving us into position to wrestle. "Ready," he said, "Wrestle!" I took the smaller boy down to the mat instantly. I don't think he was ready for my power at all. I quickly moved behind him and naturally pushed my pelvis against his ass to push him forward. That was a typical wrestling maneuver.
Then I felt it happen again.
My cock fell right out of the singlet and flopped around, dripping pre-cum onto my opponent.
"Your fuckin cock is out again, eh boy?" Coach said while watching us wrestle.
"Yes sir, Coach'" I said as I pressed it against my opponents ass.
"Tell you what," he continued holding us still for a moment, "If you can find his hole with your cock, without using your hands, while wrestling, I will hold him down while you push it in and fuck him."
Wow, That was all that I needed to hear. The coach was actually going to help me get laid. He took the boy, wearing only a jock and poured lube on his ass. He knew it would be easier for me to fuck my cock into him that way.
"Sir, what are you doing?" the boy would ask.
"Just keeping that hole ready for when the time comes, kid" he answered.
"Time for what?" Most the time, the boy had no idea what was coming. I usually wrestled my opponent into a full nelson, with both arms under his armpits and around the back of his neck. I started humping his ass hard, grinding my spandex covered cock into him. As I held him down, I had to twist and turn my hips as I grinded so that I could snake my cock out of the leg opening.
"Look at that big muscle ass." The coach would whisper just loud enough for me to hear him. He would rub his own cock as he watched me try to release my cock.
"Hold still fucker," I would say to him as my cock slide into his lubed ass crack.
He would start to scream as he felt my cock searching for his hole. I would put all my weight on him to hold him as still as possible and wedged my legs in between his. My dripping cock was always ready and, as soon as I found his hole, I would drive it in hard.
After the hard part was done, Coach would help me to hold him still while I fucked him.
"Now, now, kid, let him have your little pussy." The coach would whisper into my opponents ear. "He's worked hard for it, and this will only take a minute".
He was right. I would drive my cock into him only once or twice, and felt my orgasm build. I would pump like a jack rabbit because I needed to cum so bad.
My opponent would be laying there, with the coach holding his arms over his head, moaning and groaning as I pummeled his hole.
"I hope I'm not hurting you, kid" I would whisper into my young opponent's ear as I fucked him, "My cock just has to shoot though ...I can't help it, my cum has to come out". I lost control of myself as I started to cum. The coach always liked to see me cum, so I would pull out as my hot seed shot out of my cock and all over his back and thighs.
"Good boy'" the coach would say to my opponent as he helped him up off the mat. "Now go take care of that pussy". My cum would drip down his legs as he left to shower up.
After most bouts, the coach would still punish me for cumming.
"You know you're supposed to hold it until I give you permission boy."
"I know sir, I'm sorry Sir".
"That's not good enough boy'" he said, "now, in my office right now". I knew the coach was horny after watching me fuck the kid. We went to his office where he would tie me, with my arms up, to his shower stall and shove a dildo in my ass, or whip my cock for being "bad".
"I'm sorry , sir" I would scream as he fucked my pussy. "Please sir, don't fuck me anymore, sir..."
"It's for your own good boy." He would answer as he pushed a thick dildo in and out of my sore ass pussy. My cock was hard and dripping pre-cum as I tried to pull away from the dildo fucking.
"Hold still and take the fuck, you pussy..." He ordered.
"Yes sir" I moaned as the thick cock was drilled into me.
"What do you say for getting fucked, boy?" He yelled
"Thank you sir" I said, trying to keep my balance for him.
"Next time, you ask permission to shoot your load. No matter how bad you have to cum. Do you understand ?"
"Yes sir... I'm sorry sir..."
He fucked the dildo in and out of my ass so hard that I was pushed against the shower wall. I looked back at him and begged, "I can't help it...Sir, but I can't control my cock sometimes ...It just shoots cum whenever it needs to. Please sir, don't fuck me anymore ..."
"You loved getting fucked, boy. I know you do..."
"Oh yes sir... but my cock , Sir, my cock might shoot again..." I said as I felt my cum begin to boil in my balls.
"You fuckin slut." The coach said, "all you need is someone to fuck that pussy of yours and your cock cums. This time you better hold that cum back boy."
"Oh, yes Sir." I moaned. Then I felt the dildo pop out and my ass felt so empty. Not for long, as I felt him wrap his arms around me and aim his cock at my hole.
"Sir...ohhh, ugh ...I love when you fuck me." I admitted.
"I know you do," he said, "that's because you're a cum slut now. Aren't you boy."
"Yes Sir, a cum slut now..." I breathed heavily as he pushed his thick cock into my hole. "I don't want to cum again, Sir." My cock was being slammed against the hard tile as the coach drilled my ass. "Oh yessss, fuck me harder Sir."
"Sir, My cock is hitting against the tile. I'm afraid it might spill cum out again, Sir?"
"What are you saying, boy?" He asked.
"Please Sir, can I cum Sir... please, I can't hold it anymore..." I was groaning and rolling my ass around while I rubbed my cock against the cold tiled wall. He held my ass cheeks open while he pumped his thick cock in and out of my pussy, slapping my ass as he did it. Coach was a mean fucker, and pounded my ass like no one else.
"You like to get fucked hard, don't you boy?"
"ohhhh, yes I do, thank you Sir... yes"
He pounded my body against the wall, sliding my cock back and forth over the cold tile. Every time he fucked into me, my cock would slap back and forth against the tile. It would flattened against the wall and then bounce back against my belly and thighs.
"Please, Sir, May I cum now... I don't think I can hold it back , Sir" I begged
"Let your cock shoot while I beat your pussy with my cock, boy." He said, "That's an order!" "Yes, thank you sir.... Ohhhhh... cumming now Sir, ohhhhh yes, fuck my ass ....thank you.."
My cock always shot the most cum while coach fucked me. It shot cum against the tiled wall as he he kept hitting me harder and harder turning my ass a bright red. My cum dripped down the wall.
"I'm going to breed you again boy" Coach panted in my ear as he pounded me with long, hard strokes. "Here it comes boy". Then, as he began to shoot, he pulled out of my ass and fired his load on my back and ass. His cum dripped off of me and on to the floor of the shower. More cum dripped out of my ass and onto the floor.
"shit boy, you made a fuckin mess here." Coach said, "You know what to do"
"I know Coach, I have to lick it up..." I admitted, "No evidence...."
"Good boy..."
TO BE CONTINUED
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