Perverts 'R' Us

Swim Coach - Part 4

By Kev Richards ( m/b, b/b, drug, nc )

OK… If this is the first part you are reading then this story will not make sense. I mean why would you start at part IV? Come-on, I am getting tired recapping all the stuff that happens before so if you just picked up this part and figured this would get you off quick then I guess it could do that, but just like a porno on fast forward… you miss one heck of a plot.

Part IV The nature of things:

Steve led me back to his bedroom and sat me on his bed. As I said, his house was large. Total, it had 3 bedrooms, 2 baths and of course now a finished basement/apartment. The only thing was that when you went upstairs in the hallway there were only entrances to two bedrooms. One was of course his, and the other one was the room I was shown back earlier that summer. The third bedroom door had been sealed up and plastered over. The only entrance to the 3rd bedroom was through Steve's room closet, where he had a combination lock on it.

"OK, kid, you are the first one to ever look in here, alright? You can never tell anyone about this room." He fiddled with the combination and with a slight tug he removed the lock and opened the dark room. I followed him into the room where he flipped the light on.

The room that was about the size of my bedroom and had a folding table on the right side with chemicals and a clothesline stretched with rolls of film on it and a red light on the desk. In the center of the room where the window was covered up with aluminum foil was a small bed, like a day bed that had noticeable blood stains on the edge of the cushions. In the corner of the room was a coat rack that had leather straps hanging and a few things that looked like tennis balls on a rope and what looked like a leather ski mask. On the left side of the room was a desk with a small TV on it, a VCR and some sound recording equipment with a couple of switch boxes. Next to that desk were 3 book shelves full of magazines like Steve showed me before, but there must had been like 100 of them. Under the magazines were big binders that had names wrote on them and he still had a pile of boxes next to the entrance we walked through.

"OK, this is going to be your classroom, just like the one you have in school, OK? Now go sit on the bed I want to show you some books." Steve turned towards the bookshelf and pulled down two binders and a magazine.

I was sitting on the bed and Steve pulled up a chair and started to teach me the reason why he had to hurt me at first.

Opening up the first binder, the pages were taken out of a book but placed carefully in sheet protectors. The pages were in a different language up on the top part, but English on the second half of the page. There were plenty of pictures and the first Chapter was named "In the Beginning".

Holding the pages on my lap, Steve started turning the pages, which were nothing more than drawings of a big man standing next to a curly-haired young boy. His hand was resting on the boy's shoulder, as there was a female in the background. Everyone was nude.

"Did you ever hear of the Romans?" he asked.

"No," I said as I was looking at the man and the boy touching each other.

"Well back in the old times boys and their dads did something very special. It allowed them to get smarter and stronger. See that man in that picture, will that is the boy's dad, and that boy is about your age."

Steve than turned the page again and it showed the man and boy laying in bed together touching each other and the man was hugging his son. "See? That is what we do."

I nodded and was looking at the next page where the young boy had his dad's cock in his mouth and the dad was pressing on his son's neck.

Steve sensing something was turning me on reached over and felt my hardening cock. "Wow! You really like this." He turned the page and it showed the boy with his mouth open and the dad shooting his seed into the mouth of the kid. I was amazed that this was normal and Steve was showing me this.

"OK, see? That is what a dad does at first to his son. He feeds him the seed by mouth like I did to you. I did that because your dad is gone now and you needed a man to give you what you need. You understand?"

I nodded.

"Soon you will be able to shoot your seed once you get hair down here. And then you will have to find a boy and do the same thing that I am doing to you." He turned the page once more and it showed the man mounting the boy and his cock plunged into the little hole.

The boy had visible tears and the man looked almost evil. "See that is how you looked when I had to give you my seed deep in your soul. It is perfectly natural."

I nodded as he turned the page and stood up. Taking off his sweats and his cock was rock hard. Stepping close to me I took his cock in my hand and, looking down at the picture of the boy sucking his dad, I opened my mouth and felt Steve press into the back of my throat. I started to gag, but this time I breathed through my nose as Steve fed me his rod. I don't mind bragging, but I think I am getting used to being a cocksucker.

Soon he was moaning and was fucking my face. I looked up at him as he moved my hair back and then took the top of my head and jammed it hard into his hair. His cock shot straight down my throat and I started to gag and fight him. Soon I felt his mushroom head open up and I felt his seed shot down into my stomach. He let go of my head and I pulled off him.

I looked up at him.

"Do you want to be trained now? Do you want to know everything about men and boys?"

I was still hard from the picture and thought about my friend Jeff, and how much I liked Steve.

I nodded.

"That is not good enough, I need you to come over here and speak into the microphone." Steve moved me over to the table with the microphone and told me to say these lines,

"My name is Kevin and I am 8 years old. I want Steve to be my trainer. I will do whatever he says and will learn everything about men and boys. I understand it will hurt me and I will have to hurt others, but it is for the common good. He is now my Sir."

After practicing that line a few times he turned on the machine and I said the line.

"From now on, I want you to suck me when ever you see my cock out. You understand?" he said in more a demanding tone.

"You are now my student and that means you will do whatever I say and when. You see how that boy was in those pictures." He said as he sat next to me showing me those pictures again. "You can never ask me why or tell me no. You understand? And from now on you will call me 'sir' no matter where we are. I will take pictures of you and if I tell you I have to go to the bathroom you better follow me into the bathroom and get into the bathtub."

For some reason I didn't know why, but something clicked in Steve. He was no longer my friend but more of my trainer, my teacher. I had to respect him and he would show me love and all the things he knows.

After I agreed he told me he had to go to the bathroom. My first test. He took my hand and we left his room and went to the bathtub. Steve stood in front of me and told me to take his cock and aim it at my chest.

"Yes, Sir," I said as I was getting ready for his urine. Soon the yellow gold was shooting me in the face and then he stepped closer and pressed down onto my shoulders.

"Open your mouth."

I looked at him and he grabbed my hair and shoved his thumb into my mouth and opened my jaw. My mouth was open and soon the stream resumed. The warm, sour taste was going right into my mouth as he stepped up and shoved his cock into my mouth. I had piss going through my nose and down into my gut. Soon he stopped and pulled his cock out.

I fell to the bottom of the tub and started to throw up.

"You will get used to it. Now get up and go into my bedroom. I want to show you something."

I know it sounds horrible what he did, but I got up and the only shame I felt was that I had disappointed him. In a weird way I felt worse about that than becoming a piss-pig. I washed myself off and went into his room where he brought me the same book we were looking at. The next page showed the same young boy sitting down in the center of 3 men and he was getting pissed on, with his mouth open. Under the picture were the words "Training the Lad". I understood why Steve did what he did.

"Now, go get dressed. Let's go get some pizza and stop at the toy store." Steve's normal tone came back.

"OK…" I stopped with a stern look from Steve. "I mean, yes, sir."

The next day I woke up and took out my plug and went to the bathroom and decided that I would put it back into me later. My ass was really hurting. So I put it behind my desk in my room and went upstairs and ate my breakfast. My mom told me that she was going to be working late again, and that Steve was in charge. I nodded and got my stuff and left for school.

After school I walked in and once I threw my books down Steve yelled at me.

"Get your ass up here now, Boy!"

I was caught off guard at first but I ran upstairs to find Steve waiting for me in the kitchen as he grabbed my arm and took me back to his room.

"What's this?" as he held my dirty plug in his hand.

"It hurt…" I said as Steve threw me on the bed. "I mean it hurt, Sir."

"Take off your clothes now."

I took off my shirt and Steve sat back with the plug in his hand, smiling. I then took off my pants and underwear. He then stood up and took my arm and flipped me over on my stomach and I felt the cold rubber find my hole and he shoved into me with no lube.

"AHHHH!" I cried out.

"You should have left it in. Now since you did not do what I told you, you have to be punished. You understand?" The sadistic tone was back.

I nodded.

"I said, DO YOU UNDERSTAND?" he said not happy with my first answer.

"yes…yes, Sir," I mumbled out.

"Good, but since you want to be a baby then I think you need a pacifier" Then he took the plug out of my ass and opened my jaw.

"Open your mouth... I don't want to hear anything come out of you 'til we are done with today's lesson" as he shoved the tip and then the whole vile plug into my mouth.

I could taste the raunchy shit on it and some of the ass juice, but I just laid there until he told me to get up. I followed him into the classroom where I sat on the bed naked and he pulled down the book we looked at before turning to the chapter marked, "Boy With Boy"

Steve reached up and took my plug out of my mouth and handed me a glass of water.

"Did you understand why I did that?"

I nodded.

"Okay. You are going to be good then and wear it all the time?" I nodded and he then flipped the pages of the book.

The next chapter had two boys about 10 or so laying in bed next to each other. It was black and white and looked like it was taken from the sixties or mid 70's. One boy was apparently asleep while the other one was reading a magazine. The next shot was the boy that was awake putting his hand on the thigh of the sleeping kid.

"See? They were just like you and Jeff the other night" I nodded and flipped the page and saw that the awakened boy had his hand all the way down his friend's pants.

For some reason this made me really horny and Steve saw this. He reached over and took my hard penis and started to stroke it. Then flipped to the next page where the awake kid had the cock of the sleeping kid in his mouth.

"OK, you can see that you can suck Jeff off while he sleeps if you want to. But you have to be careful. See that boy? He has been given sleeping pills."

I looked at the unconscious kid and he was knocked out. The next page showed an old advertisement for sleeping pills and then a chart that showed how much to give to how much the kid weighed.

"Now I want you to ask Jeff to spend the night on Friday night. You understand? Your mom will be gone on a date and I want you two to sleep upstairs in your old bedroom. Do not tell Jeff about us; just tell him that I am a good friend. You understand?"

"Yes, Sir."

"Good. Because if you do this right you will be able to do what this boy is doing to Jeff on Friday."

I looked down at the picture and flinched my cock as Steve started to go down on me and I felt his finger enter my bruised hole. Soon I leaned back and knew that my life was no longer the same.

My first young cock:

Jeff came over on Friday night and my mom stayed only a short time before thanking Steve for letting us sleep over and leaving on her date. Steve of course loved having two young boys with him, but this was not meant for pleasure but for learning. Around 8:00 we were all watching TV when Steve told us that we had to go get dressed for bed. Going back into the old bedroom where Jeff put his stuff he only had his PJ bottoms and did not want me to see him get undressed. So I left the room only to find that Steve was no longer in the living room, but back in his secret room with the door closed.

I heard Jeff get done and I then went into the room. After I was done, Steve was back in the living room and Jeff was watching TV on the couch.

"Hey guys, would you like some pizza?" Steve said and we both agreed. Steve went and put the frozen pizza into the oven and after about 30 minutes called me into the kitchen while Jeff was in the living room watching TV.

"OK, see this?" He had pulled down a pink pill from the cabinet and cut it in half. "This is a sleeping pill. Now what we do is put it in his drink. You got that?"

I nodded as I saw Steve crush the pill up and mix it into the cherry Kool-Aid.

"Now make sure Jeff gets this glass, and try to make him drink it as fast as he can. You got that?"

"Yes, Sir," I said. I was selling out my friend.

I carried the drinks out as Steve followed me out with the pizza. I gave the Kool-Aid to Jeff and he took a sip watching TV. Steve served the pizza and then took the lead.

"Hey guys, lets see who can drink the Kool-Aid the fastest!"

Jeff looked at me "I bet I can" as the cocky 7-year-old started drinking his sleeping mix.

Steve looked at me and winked I finished half my drink and we continued to watch TV.

Soon Jeff was nodding off and almost falling off the sofa. After watching him do this for about 15 minutes, he was completely knocked out.

"Hey Jeff!" Steve yelled.

No reaction.

"OK, now I want you to go into your room and pull the sheets back. I will carry him back there." Steve went to the sleeping 7-year-old and carried the boy back to my room. Laying him softly on the bed, Steve started to pull off the boy's shirt.

I looked at my friend across the room and saw him as something that I must have. I wanted to see his cock so bad and I wanted to make him hard. I don't know why. But even at such a young age I started to feel lust. I did not know it at the time, but Steve knew this and now I would get to satisfy it.

"Now, get on the bed next to him and do what they were doing in the book."

"Yes, Sir," I said as I climbed up to my prey.

I started to touch his inner thigh and Jeff did not move. Soon I moved up to his waistband and moved my hand right in quickly. Jeff started to move.

"Be careful. Don't move" Steve said as he was getting ready to step out of the room. But soon Jeff was snoring again and I moved my hand down further and felt his limp cock.

I mean it felt so weird and a major turn-on. Soon I reached down with my other hand and adjusted myself and started to fondle my best friend with Steve watching and rubbing himself.

"Now, pull down his PJs" he whispered.

"Yes, Sir," I whispered and moved over and pulled down his PJs and underwear in one motion to his knees where his little cut cock was nested in his undropped balls.

"See? He is not as big as you. Now feel his cock. Make it hard like you make yours hard"

I reached over and started to move it watching Jeff really close. He was still asleep and I was rubbing his cock with my thumb and fingers. Soon I felt it start to stiffen up and within 30 seconds of doing this he cock was pointing straight up at the ceiling.

"Now go down and lick it," Steve commanded

I went down and licked the head of his cock and it jumped a little, but Jeff was still asleep. So I licked under his cock head and then I started to lick his balls like Steve had done to me so often. My heart was beating a mile a minute and I am sure Steve loved the sight.

"Reach under his balls, try to find is asshole."

I used my left hand and traced his flap of skin under his balls to his hole and felt it. "I found it," I whispered.

"OK, now I want you to suck your finger and try to put the tip of it into him." I nodded and soon my wet finger was back at my best friend's entrance.

"Push it into him slowly. If he moves, stop" I nodded and started to apply pressure to his love tunnel. It was not giving way.

"Hey, I got an idea" Steve said as he moved to the other side of the bed and grabbed the sleeping child's shoulders. He rolled Jeff over so he was on his side and then moved his legs so they made it look like he was running. "Now see if you can see his hole"

I put my hands on both his ass cheeks and spread them apart, looking at the rosebud.

"Lick it." the stern voice echoed in the small room.

I leaned down and with my tongue I rimmed my first ass. I thought it would be nasty, but it was pretty cool and soon I could put the tip of my tongue into him. Jeff started to squirm a little and Steve and I froze. But soon he stopped moving and I looked at Steve for my next command.

"Now put your finger into him."

So I licked my finger again and found his hole. Soon I pressed into it and the o-ring gave way. Jeff moaned a little but did not move and soon I had my first knuckle into him.

"Pull out a little"

I did and then back in. Soon I felt a little bump inside him and knew it must have been a turd. I pulled my finger out and Steve rolled Jeff back over on to his back.

"Okay, I think that is good enough for tonight. Pull up his PJs."

"Yes, sir." I sounded disappointed, but it was what my trainer wanted.

"Now put the sheets over him and if he asks you why his shirt is off tell him that he spilled his drink on him. You go it?"

"Yes, Sir."

"After you are done with him I need to go to the bathroom."

So I pulled up his PJs and put the sheet back over him and met my trainer in the bathroom. I was soon in the tub on my knees and he started to aim his semi-hard cock at my face.

"You like seeing your friend naked? You liked touching him? You liked putting your finger into him?"

"Yes, Sir."

"That's my boy," he said as the stream hit my face and poured into my mouth.

He pulled me out of the shower and took me back to his room where he had me pinned down and removed my plug and quickly replaced it with his hard, swelling cock. I was starting to get used to the pain, but that did not stop me from biting my lip every time he thrust into me, and soon I felt him explode.

As soon as he stopped moving inside me, and pulled out he quickly replaced my plug back into my hole.

"I know you liked seeing your friend naked. But you have to promise me to never ever touch a boy unless I tell you so, OK?" Then he hugged me and kissed me. Since my training had started I never felt as comfortable as I did then. I was totally submissive to him now.

The next morning I woke up with Jeff still sleeping next to me. I quietly got up and put on a shirt and went to the kitchen where Steve had been fixing us cereal.

"Is Jeff up yet?" he asked, knowing the answer already "Well I guess he liked the drink we gave him." I smiled as Steve winked at me.

Soon Jeff came in and Steve poured milk on the breakfast.

"Did you sleep well, Jeff?"

"Yeah, I did. I don't even remember the movie we were watching," Jeff said with no idea why he slept so well.

"Yeah, you spilled your drink," I said and with that Jeff and I were closer than he ever knew.

That day went normally and Jeff would never find out what I or Steve did to him the night before. I followed Steve's orders and never touched him until I was 13 and he was 12. That is a different story though.

During the week, things went back to normal. Steve had to work during the day and my mom was home at night so I did not get much alone time with my trainer. Soon, though, that would change.