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CHAPTER 12
Wrestling practice changed for meafter that day. The next day, coachchecked in with Kyle to get updates on my training, and too discuss the nextstep. I was called into his office andtold to go into his private bathroom and strip down naked. The coach knew the cameras were rolling so wehad to be very discreet. He told me tostand with my legs spread and hands above my head. As he stood close in front of me, I couldsmell his sweat and musky odor. Lookingdirectly into my eyes, he reached down and fondled my cage. My cock throbbed.
"Here is the deal boy", coach said,"the cage comes off for wrestling practice so you can give me 150% effort now." He continued, "You will meet me here beforepractice and I will unlock you. Afterpractice, you will be allowed to shower with the boys but come to me directlyafter that to be caged again." I simplystood there and listened as he reached for a key to unlock me.
"If you touch that cock once duringthis time, you will regret boy. Serious disciplinedby me and by your step father at home later. Understood?"
"Yes sir" I said as I felt the cagebeing pulled off my cock shaft. Fuck, itfelt so good being released that I felt myself getting hard instantly.
"What if I get hard anyway,Coach" I asked, "I mean, even if I don'ttouch it once".
"The deal is... no touching and NO fuckincumming without permission" Coach replied, "That's all you should be concernedabout boy."
"yes Sir"
"Good, now put this on and get topractice boy". Coach handed me a thinwhite singlet that looked almost sheer. He went back to his desk, went to his laptop and ignored me
I looked at the singlet and paused.
"Ah Sir?" Coach looked up at me and I paused again.
"You got a fuckin problemboy?" he asked sternly.
"No Sir, ahhhh, no Sir" I cowardlysaid.
"Get the fuck to practice and Iwill be there soon." He said, "Look at the roster, I got you paired withColetti today."
"Coletti?" I said "but Coach, he is 20 lbs heavier thanme". Coach looked back up at me with pureanger in his eyes. We made eye contactand I completely froze. He stood up andwalked toward me and said, "Don't wear a jock either." He stared at me and seemed to wait for me todefy him.
"No jock?" I asked, " Ahhh, YESSIR, no jock!" I confirmed and immediatelyturned around and ran into the lockerroom. Wrestling practice already started so the lockerroom was empty. I stripped naked, dumped my clothes into thelocker and pulled up the singlet. I feltsoooo free with my cock swinging around and then tried to stuff it into thesinglet. As I pulled it up, I realizedthe singlet was about two sizes too small and had to stretch the fabric to getit over my shoulders. It now looked moresheer than before and fit me like a second skin.
Even though my cock and balls werestuffed into the singlet, it felt amazing because it was free and able to gethard. Wait! "Get hard?", I thought. I'm not wearing a jock and have to go intopractice with a completely hard cock showing through my singlet.
"Where is he?" I heard the coachyell, "Get in here!"
I had no choice and hoped it wouldjust shrink once I focused on the job at hand. I wasted no time pairing off with Coletti and nobody said anything aboutthe singlet or the obvious bulge in front. I noticed Coletti had an impressive bulge tooand thought perhaps he was not wearing a jock either. My bulge got worse as the match progressedbecause I started sweating. I wanted toimpress the coach as much as possible but Coletti dominated me for most of thefight. The singlet became almost completelysee-thru as I sweat and soaked my material.
My cock betrayed me and becamecompletely hard. As we rubbed againsteach other, the friction against our cocks it start dripping precum, whichsoaked through the singlet, making my hard cock completely visible now. I wasflipped onto my back in an effort to pin me. Coletti put a "Figure 4" leg lock around my head to get my shouldersdown. He pulled my leg up in the air ashe wrapped his arm under my knees and lifted my hips up. He was basically sitting on my face hoping Iwould give up and lose the match.
"If you wanna pin the guy then putyour weight into it Coletti", the coach yelled. With my shoulders down and legs in the air, Coletti sat down on my facewith his smelly wet crotch directly over my nose and mouth. The Coach grabbed my legs and told Coletti tohold me still, like this, as he spoke tome.
"You got his big ass on your faceboy, don't you?" the coach softly said,"Can you smell that jock sweat boy?" Thecoach had his hands on my ass, holding it up as Coletti just watchedsilently.
"Answer me boy!" Coach slapped my asscheeks twice.
I tried to mumble "Yes SIR" but asI opened my mouth, Coach pushed his asshole over my mouth, making it impossibleto speak.
"That sounded like a YES SIR, buthard to tell when you have an asshole covering your mouth." Coach continued, "Coletti here is one of myboys and he knows how to deal with punks like you". Coletti started to grindhis hole on my mouth , rubbing his own cock against my chest. "He's not wearing a jock either boy", Coachconfirmed, "and I think he might need some stress relief too". Coach helped Coletti hold me up by grabbingmy ass and spreading my legs open. Thiscaused the thin nylon singlet to stretch over my cock and balls, making meharder by the minute.
"You go ahead Coletti," Coach said,"you deserve a reward for working so hard this week. He slapped my ass several times saying, "Holdstill boy so Coletti can get his cum." Coletti never said a word as he begangrinding his ass against my mouth and his cock against my chest.
Then...
"Coach" Coletti moaned, "cumCoach?" He was obviously well trainedand only would cum when allowed. Coachsaid, "Wait a minute boy" and proceeded to pull his cock outside the legopening of his singlet.
"No mess Coletti" Coach said asforced my mouth open for the wrestler to stuff his cock inside. "Help out the team captain boy and take hiscum,and don't spill a fuckin drop.". Coletti's cock went into my mouth and almost simultaneously shot a hugeload of cum into it. I was taken bysurprise but started to instantly swallow it.
"Coletti, tighten up the wrestlinghold on him", Coach instructed. With hiscock still lodged in my mouth, Coletti grabbed my ass and I could feel my cockpressing and grinding against his chest. I had been leaking precum since he sat on my face and now was pressing mynylon covered cock against his chest.
I was going to cum, whether I likedit or not.
Coach leaned down to my face, inColetti's crotch and said, "How does that cum taste boy?" Coach continued talking while Coletti was squeezingmy encased cock in the singlet.
"I hope you cleaned that cock realgood, Mikey, cause if I see one drop of cum on the mat, it'll be yourfault." He continued, "You can't blameColetti, he is just being a man... and men need to cum, right boy?" I was on the edge now. "Cum feels so good, doesn't it Coletti? Too bad little Mikey here can't cum... boyslike you must hold their cum back".
I let out a huge moan when I knew Icrossed the point of no return. I couldn't speak because Coletti's cock wasstill jammed in my mouth.
"uughhhhhh" I groaned trying to askpermission to cum but unable to make words.
"Don't cum boy... don't spray yourseed into that singlet...You're gonna make a mess boy... you better not cum... don't letthat delicious cum spill out ... don't cum boy"
FUCKKKKK.
"Aurgggghhhhhhh" I groaned into Coletti's crotch.
"Coach," Coletti yelled, "He'sshooting into the singlet Coach. Fuck,what a fuckin mess he's makin Coach!" The wrestler let go of me and dropped me flat on the mat as he stood upand brushed any of my cum off him. "FUCKCoach" he yelled, "his jizz iseverywhere".
Coach pulled me up by the hair. I was still cumming and completelydisoriented.
"Go shower Coletti!" Coach yelled as he dragged me to the chair onthe side of the mat. My cum dripping down my legs and onto the mat along theway. Instead of throwing me into thechair, the coach sat down on it and pulled me across his lap. I was completely shocked as he pressed myhead down with his hand behind my neck and kicked my legs open with his feet.
"Your stepdad needs to do this moreoften punk", Coach said as he started slapping my ass.
"What?" I thought to myself. How the fuck did any of this happen? What the fuck was the coach doing to me? FUCK, it hurt worse with every slap.
"Ouch!" I yelled, "What the fuck Coach!"
"Shut up boy," he said, "This isgoing to happen every time you fuck up and don't follow the rules." He slappedme faster and harder. I forgot abouteverything except trying to move and avoid the slaps. Coach wrapped his legs around mine and heldme down by my hair now, slapping constantly.
I was screaming in pain now. My ass was on fire. Tears running down my face.
"Please Coach" I cried and was sobbing now.
"Tell me you wont fuck up againboy" Coach yelled. Instantly I replied...
"I promise Coach," I was crying now and speaking between sobs,"Please.... I promise... to be a ...good boy and obey you Sir"
"Good" he said as he pushed me offhis legs and onto the floor. "Get yourshit together, and meet me in my office, before you shower". He left me aone there sobbing on the mat.
Eventually, I stopped crying anddragged myself to his office as instructed. Coach was sitting behind his desk and looked up at me. I stood there, in my cum soaked sheer nylonsinglet, with my hands over my crotch.
"Don't ever cover yourself boy" heordered, "hands at your side and stand up straight". I obeyed. He stood up and walked toward me. I was looking at a huge black man smilingdown at me as he felt me up.
"You made a mess of yourself boy",he said as he rubbed my sperm soaked crotch. "If you ever do that again, you will feel the pain for weeks,understood?" I dared not to move as hishand reached under the singlet and pulled my wilted cock out of the legopening. I stood still and lookedstraight ahead, not sure what was going to happen to me. Then I felt the cage.
Coach smiled down at me as heclicked the cage shut, locking me away again. - TO BE CONTINUED -
AUTHOR'S NOTE:I know I need to pick up the pace of the action now, so I am writing more graphic details. Once Mikey accepts WHO and WHAT he is, the fucking will become more intense. Please understand that this story is completely fictional and the characters are fully consensual in their activities.I am inspired by your thoughts so please write to me at BusterMuscle69@yahoo.com