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Ryan Ford pulled his jeans up from around his ankles, tucked his still-hard cock - wet with pussy juice, spit and cum - into his dirty jockstrap and got the fuck out of his girlfriend's dorm room. He was already running late to baseball practice but couldn't help himself when his girlfriend taunted him with her tits and ass for a quickie that afternoon. It was hot as hell too. Ryan was hard from the moment she pulled him in to her room and ravaged her cunt so rough and hard they both came within minutes. A perfect afternoon quickie.
Adjusting his dribbling eight-inch cut cock in his tight jock as he hurried out of the dorm, Ryan fumbled in his gym bag for his watch. Fuck. He's going to be late. The 18-year-old freshman baseball jock rushed out of the building, his leather flip flops clapping against his sweaty, size 13 feet, his full, muscled ass firmly clad within his denim, bouncing and jiggling as he sprinted.
"Fucking pussy again, huh, Ford?" The assistant coach in the locker room teased as Ryan rushed in, sweaty and panting. The team was already on the field. They - everyone from teammates to the assistant coaching staff - all knew of Ryan's enormous sexual appetite, girth, and popularity with not just his long-time girlfriend but pretty much all the college girls at school and even towns over. His mates never stopped teasing (and even respecting and admiring) the 5'10" blond jock, who is at once charming, adorable, and sexy. Couple his cute smile and Southern accent, people forget about the conflict between Ryan's affinity for his Lord and Savior Jesus Christ (thanks to his conservative upbringing in Georgia) and his slutty inclinations.
Ryan's fit, athletic body complemented his cute mug - taught and defined, not overly juiced up with bulky muscle but a healthy, athletic jock body, firm, thick chest and flat stomach with hard, thick arms. He was a solid jock boy. His ass and legs get the most notice other than his angelic face: his ass, round and perky, almost hairless and his legs thick and powerful, covered in a thin fuzz of blond hair, thanks to years of football and baseball drills.
"Sorry coach!" Ryan muttered in his Southern accent and flashed the assistant coach an adorable, crime-absolving smile. In seconds, Ryan was out of his clothes, bending over ass-naked in his dirty little jockstrap, his hairless hole puckering in the smelly locker room air, looking for his socks and pants.
The assistant coach shook his head as he marked Ryan down for being [almost] on time. The assistant coaching staff tends to give their star freshman athlete a little leeway here and there, even if the boy is a bit unreliable and filled with raw, wild energy. The assistant coach jotted attendance down on his clipboard as the blond jock before him struggled to squeeze into his baseball pants, drawing the form-fitting and stretchy materials over his solid legs and seemingly perversely oversized ass cheeks.
"Fuck!" Ryan muttered to himself as he looked down and stuffed his full package inside his pants. He can't find his socks. Oh well. Gonna go without. The blond boy laced up his cleats around his naked feet and headed out to the field, his ass bouncing in his tight uniform, revealing the curvy outlines of his ass crack as he jogged away.
"FORD! 10 LAPS THEN MY OFFICE!!" The head coach roared at Ryan as the rest of the team headed back to the locker room. Fuck. Ryan stood keeled over and tried to catch his breath. Head Coach Krueger always liked to push his physical limits. Ryan was exhausted. Sweaty, soaked through. His defined, sexually ripe body glistened through the white, stretchy materials of the baseball uniform, especially his sweaty ass crack. His jock hole quivered as he stood there, feeling the faint breeze and the sudden emptiness upon hearing the coach's words, his bare feet sweaty and stinking up inside his baseball cleats. His toes curled.
"Close the door. You know the drill." Coach Krueger ordered as he saw Ryan approaching his office. The boy was quite a sight. His blond hair damp with sweat under the backwards baseball cap, his uniform soaked through, clinging tightly to his athletic body. His dirty jock did nothing to contain Ryan's heavy cock and balls - everything was white cotton and dripping with jock sweat.
Ryan trembles every time he approaches Coach Krueger's office. His fingers and toes tingle, always in a deserted locker room. The smell of dirty boys and their uniforms, their smelly shoes and socks, their jockstraps and underwear, even cum and ass and piss. The dim bulbs reveal Ryan's quarter sized nipples - erect - and his heaving, sculpted torso. "And take those stinking shoes off first."
"Yes sir," Ryan obliged as any polite Southern boy would be to an authoritarian figure. Bending over outside Coach's door and unlacing his cleats, Ryan's ass cheeks really were obscenely clad in those wet pants, his pink hole practically within view of anyone - can practically see the little hole puckering, quivering. He removed one sweaty, smelly jock foot and felt the cold, dirty concrete floor beneath. Ryan looked up at Coach, who was leaning against his desk, arms crossed, and flashed Coach the prettiest, most innocent little boy smile, his blue eyes gleaming. He removed the other shoe, stepped into the office barefoot and shut the door behind him. Ryan's eight in cock was raging hard, already escaped his tiny, useless jock and struggling to burst out of his uniform pants. "Does daddy like what he sees?"
Ryan locked the door.
It was three years ago that Ryan got his jock boy cherry popped. Fucked wide open.
He was in the backseat of his assistant coach's car of his football league. The assistant coach - Sam - was more like a big brother to Ryan, being seven years older and a star footballer at a local university in Georgia. The 22-year-old took the 15-year-old Ryan - then a cute, blond cheerful twink with a slim and lean body and an ass that never and never will quit.
Ryan was so scared. He knew it was wrong. It was so wrong. He was wasted. Shitfaced. The backseat of Sam's car was so claustrophobic. They were both sweaty, having been working out together at the university gym, and getting trashed in the parking lot afterwards on cheap beer.
Ryan felt Sam get in next to him, they were giggling, play fighting. Ryan was excited, his heart was racing. He felt Sam's large hands under his sweaty tank top, at first tickling him, then stroking his lean abs, then caressing his boy nipples, which sent an electricity throughout Ryan's teenage body.
Ryan was horny as hell. He and his girlfriend were abstaining from sex until marriage. He had no idea his boy nipples were so sensitive to Sam's touch. At first a finger or two, then thumb, then Ryan felt his baseball cap get turned backwards and his tank top lifted over his already developed chest. Sam knew what he was doing. He knew Ryan would love it. He could see it in the little punk's eyes every day during workout and training. Boy was meant to take a man's cock.
Ryan moaned as he felt Sam's tongue on his nipple, gentle at first, and Ryan gripped Sam's triceps tightly, trying to muffle the high pitched groan that was about to escape from his jock throat. He felt Sam pushing him onto his back, his athletic legs spread naturally as Sam pushed his 6'4" football player torso - thick and beefy, muscular and powerful - between his legs. The gentle tongue began assaulting Ryan, his big brother Sam began swearing under his breath, "Fuck yeah little pussy jock, you like your little football nips played with you fuckin' little fag????"
Ryan was in heaven, and horrified. He screamed under his breath as Sam bit down on his boy nipple, hard. Ryan gripped Sam's powerful triceps as the older boy - man - devoured his toned jock boy body. Ryan felt Sam's mouth venture south, between expletives that somehow turned Ryan on, until Sam's warm, experienced mouth found Ryan's rigid and dripping 8 inch cock, already sticking out of his gym shorts. Ryan's cock looked even bigger back then, given how much leaner he was.
Ryan's eyes rolled to the back of his head as he felt Sam engulf his entire cock, deep throating the virgin boy's engorged penis in one breath, bouncing up and down, tight and wet, hard and fast. Ryan cried out, begging, moaning, cursing, as he felt Sam withdrew his masterful mouth from his jock crotch. Ryan gasped as Sam leaned back and tore off Ryan's shorts and underwear, removed Ryan's shoes and smelly socks, revealing the jock boy's size 13 feet, soft and smelly.
Ryan panicked as Sam dove down again, this time by passing his throbbing, desperately ready to explode jock cock and began slurping and eating at Ryan's virgin boy hole. That was too much. Ryan screamed, begged, moaned like a little bitch. Cursed. Pounded on Sam with his powerful jock punches. Sam didn't care, and ate the virgin boy hole out so completely Ryan felt his cock swell up, so close to the edge. The one word Ryan could not muster the strength or will to say was "STOP!"
Sam, the football star, felt Ryan buckling beneath him, so close to the edge of the best orgasm of his young jock life, unleashed his own 9 inch cock from his shorts, long been dripping streams of precum. Sam leaned into Ryan and began kissing the jock boy, forcing his older, experienced mouth and tongue into Ryan's eager mouth. Sam's other hand milked the young athlete, naked, glistening with sweat beneath him while the other hand stroked his own engorged and leaking horse-hung cock.
"I'm going to fuck you so hard you'll need cock for the rest of your life, jock boy..." Sam growled into Ryan's mouth as he pointed his wet cockhead at Ryan's pink boy hole. "I'm going to fuckin' rape your little boy bitch ass, and you're gonna love every inch of my football cock, and beg for more!"
"Oh god! Sam!" Ryan wailed as he felt a huge, hot, greasy knob at his virgin hole. Ryan came. All over. He shot buckets of cum as Sam milked the jock boy underneath him, with his mouth over his, swallowing every moan and scream from Ryan as he pumped every last drop of jock cum out of Ryan's eager cock.
"Good boy. Good boy. Boy likes coach's attention, huh?" Sam taunted as he scooped up globs of thick, teenage cum from Ryan's heaving torso, mixing their sweat and Ryan's fresh cum. Sam rubbed as much of it as he could gather on his bare cock and entered Ryan. Raping Ryan's eager jock boy hole, feeling the boy tense up, buckling, kicking and shaking under him, fucking mercilessly, pinning the smaller boy down with his 6'4" muscle body, pounding away, plowing away at Ryan's willing boy cunt, stretching the jock boy's tender chute every which way, slapping Ryan's juicy ass, biting Ryan's swollen nipples, raping Ryan's tongue with his own, feeling the tightness of a virgin boy clenched around his cock, watching the gorgeous athlete beneath him begin to cry, sobbing into Sam's mouth, shaking uncontrollably, his legs and feet spread wide inside that tiny back seat, begging for more cock, more cock, more cock. Harder, harder, harder. More, more, more. Sam wrapped his large arms around the younger jock as he finally exploded, cumming streams of football player cum, gushes of cum, inside the jock boy.
Sam fucked Ryan like that every day for a year.
"Like what you see, daddy?" Ryan teased as he stripped off his wet uniform top, revealing his developed torso, much more filled out now, a real jock body. His cock still perversely trapped under his pants.
"Get your fat jock ass over here." Coach licked his lips as Ryan walked towards him in his bare feet. "On your knees."
"Yes daddy," Ryan got on all fours and crawled towards his Coach Daddy. His cock was aching, his hole was begging. Hungry. Ryan knelt in front of Coach and obediently unzipped Coach's fly, unleashing a monster, 10-inch cock, fat and thick, together with the pungent smell of cum and sweat and manly musk. Ryan dove in, servicing his Daddy Coach expertly.
"Fuck boy," Coach gasped as he felt his well-trained jock boy's mouth hovering his manhood. "Who's my little bitch, that's right, my little jock bitch!"
"Yes Coach, Yes Daddy!" Ryan muttered between breaths, tears starting to run down his cherubic cheeks as Coach began feeding him more and more cock, hitting the back of his throat, gagging him, faster, harder, and harder. "UGHHN COACH!!"
"SHUT THE FUCK UP BOY!" Coach was on, raping his freshman jock's mouth deeply. "TAKE IT YOU FUCKIN' LITTLE BITCH!!! OR I'M GONNA RAPE THAT FUCKIN' BOY CUNT OF YOURS!!!!"
Ryan couldn't control his tears and moaning, and that's what Coach wanted. He withdrew his monster cock from the willing boy's mouth, slapped Ryan across the face, and pulled the blond jock up to his feet and threw the jock face down on his large mahogany desk, bent over the edge of the desk.
"TOLD YOU TO SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!" Coach screamed at Ryan as he ripped down Ryan's baseball pants, revealing two white mounds of jock ass cheeks.
"UGHNN COACH!! PLEASE! PLEASE!!!!" Ryan begged as he felt the steamy air of the room hit his boy hole. Like three years ago, the one word he could not say was "STOP!"
"SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU LITTLE FUCKIN' CUNT! YOU WANT THIS? YOU WANT DADDY'S COCK? YOU WANT DADDY'S COCK INSIDE UR LITTLE BOY HOLE? HUH?! ANSWER COACH! ANSWER DADDY!
"YES! YES YES!" Ryan screamed as he felt Coach spank his ass, over and over, harder and harder, leaving large red hand prints on his bare cheeks. Ryan's cock was red and leaking, trapped by the straps of his jock like a cock ring. "I WANT DADDY COCK! PLEASE COACH! FUCK YOUR LITTLE JOCK BOY!"
"I KNEW THE FIRST MOMENT I SAW YOU YOU NEEDED COCK!" Coach continued, smacking his boy slut so hard that Ryan began tearing up again, all the while rubbing his coach dick up and down Ryan's ass crack, teasing his boy's hole "TAKE IT YOU LITTLE BITCH! MY SAM DID FUCKIN' GOOD BREEDING YOU! TRAINED YOUR FUCKIN' LITTLE CUNT SO GOOD FOR ME!"
Coach reached down and wrapped his left arm around Ryan's neck, pulling the jock upright, choking him. "UGHNN COACH COACH FUCK UGHNN UGHNN UGHNN!!
Coach's other hand found Ryan's manhood - dripping and filled with cum despite cumming in his girlfriend only a couple of hours before.
"JOCK BOY LIKES HIS PUSSY TOO HUH?! STILL LIKE PUSSY!? DOES HIS GIRL KNOW JOCK BOY'S OWN PUSSY NEEDS FUCKING, FILLING, AND BREEDING?! HUH BOY?!?!"
"OH FUCK COACH I HAVE TO CUM I'M GONNA CUM I'M GONNA CUM!!!!" Ryan has been edging on the verge of cumming ever since he set foot inside Coach's office. Feeling the larger man wrap his arm around him, depriving him of oxygen, and roughly pumping his jock cock, Ryan couldn't handle it anymore. "FUCK DADDY FUCK FUCK UGNNN GUHNNNNN UGNNN CUMMING CUMMING UGHNNNNN!!!!!!!!!"
Ryan exploded. Cum shot all over coach's desk, some dribbled down on his dirty, sweaty toes and feet. "FUCK DADDY! PLEASE!!! I NEED YOU!"
Ryan begged. Pleaded, panting, gasping for air as he went limp within Coach's arms. "I need you! Inside me! Please daddy... feed your boy... fuck your little boy hole" The blond jock begged as Coach scooped gobs of cum off his desk and stroked his own cock with it. He pushed Ryan down again on his desk and flipped the athlete over on his back, his toned, muscled blond, furry legs spread wide, smelly jock feet in the air, covered in sweat and some cum. Ryan looked up at his Daddy Coach, eyes filled with lust and exhaustion, and a desperate eagerness for daddy cock.
"(fuck me... please daddy... fuck me like Sam did. Rape your jock... fuck me...)"
With that total submission, Coach leaned down and felt Ryan's powerful, athletic legs wrap around his waist. Coach began kissing his jock boy, tenderly, gently, all the while stroking his own cock, lubin it up with Ryan's cum.
"Shhhh... sweet boy Ryan..." Coach purred into Ryan's gasping mouth, admiring the gorgeous hunk of blond specimen trembling underneath him, totally submissive to Coach's body. "Sweet, sweet, jock boy... want me to fuck your little boy pussy? Is jock boy hungry for daddy dick? Huh? Does jock boy want to get fucked like Sam fucked him??? Sam did you good, didn't he boy? My son trained you well...!"
"UGHNNN!!! UGHNNN!!! GAHUNNN UGNN !!! (UGHNNN!!!!)" Ryan screamed. Tears trickled down his cheeks again. The blond jock wrapped his furry legs and locked his bare ankles together behind coach, wrapped his arms around the older man as Coach brutally forced his giant cock inside the young jock star. Ryan felt the intrusion, the rape, the dominance of the older man and accepted ever inch of daddy's cock, wet with his own cum. His hole was hungry and swallowed every inch of daddy's cock, no matter how painful. His cries were muffled by Coach, who began French kissing his jock boy as he pounded away deeply, hard, and rough. "(UGHNN!!! UGHNNN!!! UGHNNN!!! UGHNN!! FUCK COACH FUCK!!! FUCK DADDY FUCK ME MORE COCK HARDER HARDER HARDER UGHNN UGHNN UGHNNN!!!!!)"
Ryan cried, screamed, begged as Coach rammed his torpedo cock inside his boy cunt, now wet and dripping with his own cum and Coach's precum. Ryan was hard despite cumming so soon prior. The whole office seemed to shake as Coach fucked his boy hole, the heavy wooden desk inching thrust by thrust towards the other side of the room. Ryan felt tears swell up inside, a warm flush feeling, and began sobbing uncontrollably as Coach fucked him senseless, like Coach's son Sam did every day for a year. Daddy Coach held his jock boy tightly in his burly arms, licking his tears, and continued his jackhammer, deep-stroked fucking. Finally, Ryan felt Coach's cock swell even harder, felt his Daddy Coach above him tremble and shake, and along with a deep guttural scream, Ryan fell his hole filled with hot, wet cum.
"Thanks Coach," Ryan said with a wink and a devilish grin as he wrapped a towel around his abused body as he walked barefoot towards the shower. Coach sat on the bench and watched his freshman star enter the shower. His giant cock still wet and leaking from raping Ryan's jock hole. "When does Sam come home again?"
"Next week. He's gonna need some little bro time."
"Yes, sir."
Hope you guys enjoy it! This is my first story that is complete fiction, peppered with my own raunchy experiences and fantasies - a departure from my other stories posted under CELEBRITY. Remember to send in feedback or any other comments - it is all greatly appreciated!
proseinourdreams@gmail.com proseinourdreams.blogspot.com