My Stepdad Knows Best -- Chapter 8 By Bustermuscle- bustermuscle69@yahoo.com
This story contains man/man sex with humiliation, group sex, reluctance, non-reciprocation, domination, spanking, submission, cum denial, chastity
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Author's Note: This is the continuing saga of Mikey and his relationship with this new stepdad, Kyle. Mikey has allowed Kyle to teach him how to be a good lover. With the help of coercion and humiliation, Kyle uses his naturally alpha dominance to lead Mikey into the world of perversion.
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CHAPTER 8
After my "incident" last time, Kyle has kept my chastity cage on 24/7. I wore the same smelly jock each day, as instructed. It was difficult to keep it concealed especially in gym class, where I noticed the coach noticed my ackwardness. I kept my back facing outward and quickly pulled my sweats up over the cage.
"Woah woah, boy" the Coach Sterling said as he looked straight at me, "No shower?"
"No coach," I replied, "Kinda in a rush today so I thought I would just shower at home".
"Your parents know about this?" He asked. "We keep strict rules on proper hygiene and I don't want your dad thinking that I don't abide by them".
"No sir," I said as I quickly finished dressing, "My parents know.... I mean, my stepfather knows that I cant, I mean that I don't have time to..."
"Woah, are you sure about that boy?" The coach interrupted, "I know your stepdad personally and he don't seem like the kind of man who..."
"I know, I know Sir... but..." I interrupted.
"Boy!" he yelled and I shut up and stood still as he walked to me. He was a huge black man, about 6'2", 235lbs of pure muscle. Thick arms and legs with a huge bubble ass. He always seemed to be sweating before, during and after practice. I could smell his musky scent as he put his huge hand on my shoulder.
"I said, your step dad doesn't seem like the kind of man that would allow no shower after a hard workout".
"Coach, I..." I felt like he knew about my situation but wanted to make things worse.
"Boy!" He yelled again, "Seems like you can't keep your mouth shut kid". I said nothing as I stood there, shirtless, with my hands in front of my covered crotch. "Im gonna have a little chat with Kyle again and see if he agrees to this. In the meantime, shower up until I hear its OK from him directly".
I didn't know what to do.... I stood there shaking.
"Lets move bro!" He ordered.
I turned around and removed me sweats with my back to him, and my legs squeezed together. As soon as my pants were off, I took off the jock and wrapped a towel around my wait and ran into the private shower stall, keeping my back to him. He might have even heard the lock jiggling against the cage as I ran. There were no curtains on the shower stalls so I had to shower and quickly rinse with my back toward the lockerroom. I grabbed the towel, wrapped it around me again and started back to the lockers when, out of nowhere appeared the coach.
"That was quick bro" he said, "Whats the rush?"
"Yes Sir, just gotta get back and study".
"I just put a call into your step dad and we think it might be good to have a little meeting tomorrow", he continued, "After practice".
"What is this boy?" He said holding up my cum stained little stretchy jock.
"Ahhh, it's my jock Coach." I replied.
"It smells awful" he said as he walked up to me and pressed it against my face. "Your stepdad said you had a difficult time with my recommended therapy session, eh?"
"I guess..."
"Meet me tomorrow after practice with your dad boy" he instructed.
"Are you sure Coach," I protested, "My step dad is usually super busy and..."
"Boy", Coach interrupted, "Your dad is the one who said we should meet and clear some things up here". I moaned silently and wondered what my step dad meant by that.
"Ok Coach," I forced a smile.
"Jock on boy", "see you tomorrow then". I hurried out as fast as I could.
That night, I mentioned to Kyle that it was nearly impossible to wrestle while being caged. Not only was it painful when grappling with other guys but embarrassing as hell when the other guys felt it pressing against their body.
"That's why we're having this meeting tomorrow boy" Kyle said, "Coach has to be included in the plan here, so it doesn't interfere with your wrestling".
"Plan?" I asked
"You'll understand in time boy", he said.
The next day, my cock throbbed in the cage all day long. After school, I went directly to the gym and saw my stepdad already in the Coach's office. As I walked passed, the Coach pointed his finger at me to come inside.
"Close the door boy", Kyle, my stepdad said. I closed the door and walked over to Kyle, who was sitting in a chair across for the Coach's desk with his legs spread wide apart. I noticed his thick beefy thighs and the nice bulge between his legs.
"Come here boy" my stepdad said as he stood up and grabbed me by the shoulders. He turned me around facing the coach directly and pushed me down to my knees. "Show some respect to your superior boy." Kyle said "He's your coach."
"but Kyle" I interrupted and he instantly slapped my face. I was shocked but said nothing.
"Do you have something to show the coach boy?" I knew what was about to happy and my heart sank in my chest. More humiliation. I was kneeling directly in front of the coach's desk as my father pulled down my gym shorts and left me in the tight bulging jockstrap.
"So?" The coach said. My stepdad slowly pulled the jockstrap down my thighs and left it around my knees on the floor.
"Woah", the coach reacted, "What the hell is that?"
"This is all part of his training that we discussed", Kyle said, "The boy has a problem with premature ejaculation so I have him locked in this cage. It's for his own good. He has to learn how to control his cum and hold it back... so the boy only cums when given permission".
"This office has cameras all over the place, so cover that shit up." The coach said. I started to pull my shorts up then my stepdad stopped me and said, "Crawl under his desk where no one can see you boy". I looked at the coach as he pushed his chair back and pointed under his desk.
"It's safe under here boy", the coach said. I couldn't help but notice his legs spread open and the bulge of his cock through his tight sweatpants. I could literally see the outline of his shaft trail down his thigh. It looked huge to me and much bigger then my stepdad.
With my sweatpants still around my knees, I crawled into the cramped space under the coach's desk. He actually pulled his chair in slightly as he opened his legs to make room for me between those huge thighs. I could smell his sweaty musky crotch.
"It's really quite simple Charlie," Kyle said, "the boy came to me with a problem of pre-mature ejaculation and I thought I should help him out, you know?"
"Absolutely," coach said, "I think any father should help his son better understand what women need". I noticed right away that he was rubbing his bulge over his tight sweatpants. "How did the boy respond to the discipline we discussed?"
"This is all so new to him that I think he is overwhelmed right now." Kyle said. "I had to put him in the chastity cage, as you can see, because he just cant control his cock." The coach looked like he was getting hard under his sweats. I don't think he was wearing anything underneath because I could see the actually shaft and head of his cock pressing through the pants.
"As you know, he is still having problems controlling himself so the spanking has helped to distract him at least."
"Good," the coach said, "the spankings should continue for as long as needed to keep his mind focused."
"Focused?" I thought, what did that mean? Focused on what?
"Another problem is his girlfriend" my step dad said, "she is horny as hell and needs to be regularly fucked... but, as you can see, my boy here is not able to do that."
"What about licking and sucking?" the coach asked, "How is the boy with oral sex?" As he said that, I was shocked as he reached toward my face under the desk and pulled me into his crotch.
"The boy needs work, Coach", that's partly why we are here. "The main reason is his wrestling though. I know he cant wrestle with the cage on, so I thought we should take it off as long as he is supervised. Then, of course, reinstall the cage before he showers so he cant break any of the rules about touching himself."
"Of course I will help with that," Coach Sterling said, "but what about this horny young girlfriend of his?" He continued, "what are we going to do with her?"
"WE?" I thought as I watched his cock growing to almost a full erection under his sweats. It looked huge and I was glad to be hidden under the desk so I could stare at it without embarrassment.
"Right now, I fuck the girl to keep her happy, but she doesn't know it." Kyle said, "It's a good temporary solution to keep her coming back to Mikey for more."
"Nice.." the coach moaned as he reached inside his sweats and started pulling and jerking his cock. "You said Mikey licks and eats her too?"
"Yup," Kyle said, "even after I dump a nice load inside her. Mikey is a good boy to suck it out so she doesn't get pregnant" He said louder, "Right boy?"
I was shocked back into reality after watching coach pulling his huge black cock in front of my face. "yes Sir".. I said loudly from under the desk.
"Mikey is real good with his mouth, right boy?" Kyle said
"Yes Sir" I moaned. At that moment, the coach reached for my face and pulled me into his crotch. He actually pried his fingers into my mouth to open it and pulled my face against his cock shaft. He was pushing his fingers in and out of my mouth as I drooled on his crotch.
"Fuck," Coach moaned, "I gotta get rid of this load in my balls bro."
Kyle then came around to the coach's side of the desk and looked under at me. "Show the coach how you clean up the mess after I fuck your girlfriend boy." Coach pulled out his cock and pulled my mouth onto it.
"I'm so fuckin horny but I can't leave a mess under my desk bro" the coach said to Kyle.
"No worrries bro" Kyle said, "the boy knows how to keep things clean and no mess, right boy?"
"But, Coach," I said, pulling away from him, "Im not gay." The coach reached under the desk, grabbed my hair and slapped my face. "Nobody said you were gay boy." He said as he pulled me onto his cock, "Just take care of this. Now open, bitch."
I didn't hesitate now and obeyed. I was now sucking the coach's cock with aggression.
"That's right boy," Kyle leaned under the desk and spoke directly into my face. "There better not be one drop on the floor, boy. Do you understand?" I sucked and nodded.
"Good boy, keep sucking until he is done." He chuckled. The coach was just leaning back now and enjoying the blow job. Kyle continued talking softly to the coach.
"Yeah, Stephanie is going to need another cock inside her I think.... A nice big black cock fucking her tight white bitch pussy and, with the boy's help, no evidence after cause the boy will clean the mess." He continued. "Fuck her good Charlie, ... yeah, fuck that pussy mouth and dump that load in her mouth".
"ohhhh" the coach moaned. "Take my cum girl...ahhhhh, get it all bitch"
His cock seemed to get harder suddenly and he grabbed my head under the table with both hands and pulled it down on his cock. I couldn't breathe. FUCK. I couldn't breathe.
"mmmmmpphhhhh" coach groaned, "cumming...... fuckkkk cumming... ahhhhhhhh"
I held still as I felt his sperm shooting into my throat. Time stood still for a moment with no sound at all. Kyle broke the silence.
"Hold it inside your mouth boy until he softens...don't suck, just hold it still"
I obeyed and kept completely still using my tongue to help swallow every drop of sperm.
The coach slowing pulled out but stayed close under the desk as he pushed his cock back into his pants.
"I can't let anything be seen on video so don't move boy" the coach said. I looked down and realized that my cock leaked pre-cum all over the floor... Thank god I didn't cum. AS if Kyle could read my mind he said, "Make sure there is no mess at all under there boy". I had to lick that cum off the floor before they would let me out. Eventually, the coach motioned for Kyle to lean over the desk to block the camera as he pulled me out from under the desk and pushed me into the bathroom door.
Get him dressed and out of here. We'll talk about this later. As I pulled up the same jock and got dressed, I realized now that Kyle had a partner in my training sessions. What the fuck was happening to me?
--to be continued---
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