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CHAPTER EIGHT
One week has passed now and I have not had an orgasm. My hormones, however, are going crazy now, keeping me in a constant horny state. I can't get my mind off my cock. The very next day after Coach Derek fucked me, the Coach called me into his office.
"We need some guarantee that you will not cum boy," he informed me. " I have a special athletic supporter that I want you to wear." He held up what looked like a regular jock to me, until I looked closer. It had a built in plastic cup in the pouch of the jock.
"This cup stays on you 24/7 boy," coach said, "there are holes in it so you can seat on the seat and piss like a girl. We need to be sure you don't touch that cock until the director says you can, understand?"
"Yes sir" I said reluctantly.
The cup didn't look like a regular one at all. It looked more like a hard, plastic sock with holes in it and a latch at the top. The coach held it open and motioned for me to come closer to him.
"Stand still and spread your legs boy." He instructed. I did as I was told and put my hands behind my back looking at down at what the coach was doing. He pulled my balls, one at a time into the cup, and then pushed my soft cock down into it. It strapped around the base of my cock and balls like a cock ring and snapped into place. It was a very tight fit and immediately felt uncomfortable. He then took a "C" clamp and locked it around the snap.
"The only way to get this off is to break the C clamp, boy", he said, "and there is no way of reattaching it. If that happens you will be immediately dismissed from the team with no questions asked, understand?"
"Yes sir" I answered
"You want that to happen, boy?"
"No sir," I yelled immediately
"Good," he smiled, "now I will see you here everyday after practice to check it."
I realized later that he basically put me in a chastity strap, where I had no way of getting hard, or even touching my own cock or balls. The worse part was the clamp was so tight that it kept the blood pumped into my cock and kept it in a constant swollen state, making it that much more uncomfortable.
As each day passed, Coach called me into his office after practice.
"Ready for our inspection, boy?"
"Yes sir"
"Sit up on the massage table here, spread your legs and keep your hands at your sides." He instructed. I did as I was told. He pulled down the jock and examined the plastic cup surrounding my cock and balls.
"Looks good so far," he said, "no broken seal."
"I didn't touch anything, Sir" I admitted.
"Good," he said, "now let's have a look." He snapped the C clamp and opened the top of the cup. Slowly, he pulled my cock out, and delicately pulled one ball out at a time.
"Ahhhhh," I moaned, "thank you Coach"
"Shut up, boy" he snapped, "this is just procedure to make sure you stay in line. Now don't move and don't speak unless I tell you too." He rubbed my cock and the blood instantly flowed into it, making it grow to complete hardness within seconds. It felt wonderful as he kept rubbing the shaft in long soft strokes. I could feel the pre-cum running up the shaft of my throbbing meat.
"Ohhhh," I moaned as I began to gyrate my hips and try to fuck my cock into his big hand.
"What the fuck are you doing faggot?" he yelled, "If you move, I stop, understand?"
"yes sir" I said as I held perfectly still.
His strokes became lighter, slower and softer. My cock was throbbing as it dripped pre-cum out of the head. He used the pre-cum to lubricate his hand as he stroked my cock even slower. I needed to cum now. I wanted to fuck my cock into his hand. If he would only squeeze a little tighter, or stroke a little faster, I would shoot. Then I realized I could not cum.
I realized what the coach was doing to me now. He was teasing me. I understood later that the term is EDGING. The coach was taking me to the brink of orgasm but not letting me finish. I began to sweat.
"Please, sir" I pleaded, "I am going to cum , Sir"
"No you're not, faggot," he answered, "you heard what I said, if you cum, you will be out on the streets tomorrow. You have to hold it, boy"
"Hmmmm,, ghnnnnnnn, ahhhhhhh" I couldn't help it. I was going to shoot. He was now tracing his fingers up and down the shaft, not really holding it, but tickling it with his finger tips. I was there.. I was going to cum. I squeezed the massage table with my hands and my butt as I felt my cock about to explode. It was throbbing and dripping, and my balls pulled up tight in their sack.... Ready to shoot it's load. Just one more finger right under the head and........
He pulled away.
"Get in the shower boy"
Just like that. He walked away as he said, "use my shower shithead, so I can keep an eye on you."
I did as I was told.
After the shower, he installed the chastity jock again, and sent me on my way. I stayed locked inside the thing until after practice the next day when the coach would repeat the whole process.
"Up on the massage table boy," he'd say, "You know the drill"
He has edged me for at least one hour every day since then. When I didn't stay completely still he tied me down to the table so I couldn't move as he brought my cock to the bursting point. When I moaned too loud, he stuffed his jock into my mouth to keep me quiet. Then I would shower and he would stuff my frustrated cock back into the plastic jock and lock it in place.
Now, over a week has gone by, and I can't even think straight any more. My only hope was that the athletic director was coming to practice today and maybe I would get permission to cum. By now, all the guys knew about my situation but that didn't stop my motivation to become a great wrestler. Even though, my role with the team has drastically changed, I wrestled hard. I was getting into the best shape of my life, and was matched with some of the biggest men in the sport.
Coach matched me today with Davey, the short cocky jock that wanted to fuck me since that first day. I was much bigger and stronger than Davey and felt very confident I would beat the guy.Both coaches watched as we squared off.
The coach yelled' "Wrestle".
Davey moved so quickly I didn't even see what was coming. I was instantly taken to the mat as the team yelled "Yeah....Yeah...' with Davey putting me into a figure four head hole immediately. He flipped me onto my back right away and wrapped his strong, thick legs around my head. He bent his knees and crossed his legs so that my head was squeezed into his crotch. I wiggled to free myself, but that only allowed Coletti to tighten his grip. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the coach come over to us. I thought he would say "Break", but he knelt down next to my head and smiled at me.
"Caught you off guard, eh, boy?" I didn't respond. "I asked you question,?"
"Yes, Sir" I said into Davey's crotch, "I guess so..."
"YOU guess so?" he said, "Come here boys" he called the whole team over to us. I was still laying there with my face in Davey's crotch. I started to smell his musky odor. The team came around us and listened to the coach.
"Our faggot here made one of the worse mistakes a wrestler could make, " he said as he knelt down next to my face, "He was caught off guard. When that happens, you have to pay for your mistakes." Coach then grabbed my head and pushed it into Davey's crotch.
"How does he smell, boy?" Coach asked. "It seems that you're only good for one thing on this team, don't it?" He rubbed my face into Davey's ass. It smelled of sweat, piss and that cum smell. "I asked you a question cuntbreath?"
I couldn't answer because he was holding my face against Davey's crotch and he knew it.
"Pretty humiliating, ain't it +" Coach said loudly. "How does it feel to wipe his ass with your face, boy?" He looked back at the team. "For Dave here, he is a winner and he gets a reward....and if you can't service the team by winning, " he said pointing to me, then we find another service that you can do"
Davey started rubbing his crotch on my face. I tried to move but his legs were squeezing my head, forcing my face into his groin.
"Atta boy, Dave" the coach said, "you know the drill. How long has it been?"
"Over a week, Coach" he said. I could feel that his cock was really hard and he started to moan as he humped my face. I couldn't believe what was happening in front of the whole team. I started to kick my legs to free myself.
The coach laughed as he instructed some of the heavier varsity boys to hold me down.
Davey's cock was falling out of the singlet and he humped my face. I soon felt the smooth silky skin of his shaft rubbing across my nose and mouth. I tried to open my mouth to protest and Davey found the open hole and stuffed his cock into my mouth.
"You lost boy", the coach said, "So now you pay the price, boy" The coach held my head in place, holding my mouth open with my chin, as Davey started fucking my mouth. "Go ahead Dave and get your reward"
"Ahhhh, yes sir" he moaned, "thank you Coach. I really want to fuck him. Can I coach? Can I fuck this guy?"
"Not yet", Coach Derek, the athletic director said from across the room. "You'll get your chance to fuck the boy later. If you boys train hard and win our meets, then you'll all get a chance to use the new rookie." I heard this as I was gagging on his cock, and felt like I was going to vomit.
"Easy there, boy" the director said to me as he held my mouth on Dave's cock, "You'll be fine. Davey here isn't going to hurt you. He has earned his reward and you are going to help him get it., right?" Davey was going to shoot his cum into my mouth, right here in front of the whole team. Here I was... a big muscled 6 foot athlete, taking this guy's cock in my mouth in front of the whole team.I felt my cock harden.
Davey made things worse by rubbing his face on my cock. He didn't actually suck me but just kept his face against my cock while he fucked my mouth.
"Oh Coach" Davey moaned, "I think I'm going to blow now" Coach Taylor held my head tighter with both hands so I couldn't pull away from the throbbing cock in my mouth.
"Oh, fuck" Davey moaned, "Here it comes....yesssss". I felt the warm slimey stuff shoot into my mouth and instantly started gagging on it. Coach held my head in place and I had no choice but to swallow or drown in his cum.
"Atta boy," the athletic director said to me, "take his cum like a good boy."
"Ummmmmmmm" Davey continued dumping endless amounts of sperm into my mouth.
"Yeah," Coach said, "Dump your seed Davey boy. You'll feel better now." I could feel it dripping out of my mouth and onto the mat next to my head. Eventually, he slowed and stopped moving, but left his cock in my mouth until it began to shrink.
"Ahhh, Thank you coach" Davey moaned. "NO problem, Son" the coach replied, "You did good. Now, get up and circle up boys". My cock was still throbbing in the chastity belt and hurt like crazy. The guys sat around the coach as he started his lecture.
"We got a rookie here," he said as he pointed to me, "who needs to prove he is dedicated to our team. He must show that he is dedicated to each of you as team members." He stood me up and showed them my chastity jock. I was completely humiliated.
"He is not allowed to touch himself unless given explicit instructions from our athleic director. Not only will it show complete dedication but also make him more disciplined, and a stronger athlete.
"Take it off him Coach" the athletic director said, "he will be safe here." Coach Taylor snapped off the jock and freed my cock. It swelled instantly.
"We.re going to leave this off him for a few days, Coach" the director said to my relief. "He will be watched by each of us 24/7. If any of you see him touching his cock, you are to report it to me immediately." He turned to me, and continued, "I think we're going to see just how disciplined you are boy. Your cock will now be on display, for you and everyone to see, but you will NOT touch it, understood?"
I bowed my head, "Yes sir" I mumbled.
"What?" he said, "repeat it"
"I will not touch.... My ... cock, Sir. Unless given permission to do so." Several guys chuckled but tried to remain as quiet as possible.
"Good," he said, "and we will see just how strong you really are, boy. You will do as you're told by anyone on this team. If they want to touch your cock, you will allow it without hesitation.. You are now the TEAM's assistant, understand?"
"Yes sir, I will do what the team wants, Sir." I didn't know how I was going to last without touching my own cock and it was right there hanging out for everyone to see.
"We are going to evaluate you after practice each day." The director said, "and then we will decide whether you are worthy of having and orgasm." He walked to me and grabbed my cock and balls right in front of everyone.
"You wanna cum. Boy?" he smiled.
"ohhhh," I couldn't answer.
"I asked you a question cumdump."
"If you would allow it, Sir," I answered, "Yes, Sir, I do"
"What a fuckin whore you are boy" he smirked as he pushed it away bouncing against my hard stomach. "Not today.... Now shower up boys, and keep an eye on the whore."
I bowed m head and sighed.
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