Hey guys…this is ron….this is my first attempt at writing shit.let me know if this looks good and I’ll continue…special thanks to ponyboy_g for inspiring me to do this with that hot as shit, “humiliation of jimmy stories” I love so much..

PART 1 – “HUMILIATION OF DENSON HIGH SHOOTERS” 

Little did anyone know Mr. Jackson as the students known him, was the fact that his real name was Michael Donaldson, wanted on 27 accounts of rape, molestation, sodomy and aggravated assault was entering Denson, Illinois to begin his new life. See he escaped, because his old friend on the police force covered up for him in exchange for plan of finding a permanent live in jock lover. 

“Mr. Jackson” was 6’2, 36, 210 of hard solid fuckmeat that dominated the field and over the teen boys he loved to torment. He had himself been turned onto hot teen sex as a 14 year old by his neighbor. This led him into this life of infatuation and lust with teen jocks. 
Whether, tying up a clean cut 16 year old into stir ups and eating his ass for hours or piercing the foreskin of a 17-year-old quarterback he was always good to his boys. 

See in his last town, Cleveland, Fl he was wanted under the name Michael Donaldson for fucking the whole football team, all 27 of them. Half of them were scarred for life, whether pierced, branded or fucked up mentally and were now either in therapy or gay. His old police friend, Barry White knew if he helped him, he’d be able to blackmail him into giving up a fine piece of ass for himself permanently. The only thing that worried him was all the damn attention he got with coming into town to work for the high school basketball team. “Fuck”, he thought to himself, “if he’s bringing in LL Cool J and Dean Cain to talk to these boys then it’s going to be in the fucking papers. That’s all I need..we’ll both be locked up.” See Mr. Jackson chose LL and Dean because they were both former basketball stars that made it big time. He wanted to show his boys what they could become and planned to mindfuck LL and Dean along the way.

Mr. Jackson didn’t have his hands full at Denson like he did at Cleveland. There were only 11 boys on the team because most of them chose football. Not really a big team, but just enough allowed under county rules. There were 11 boys on this years team, 1 black kid and 10 white ones, ages 15 - 18 and hot as all get go. Boy, did Mr. Jackson plan to work them hard this season, did he ever.

Mr. Jackson began his first day like any other teacher, meeting other faculty and speaking to students in the halls and in classrooms. He really drooled over these farm boys; tight, tan and macho as shit. He was about to meet his team and Mr. Jackson really wanted to meat them. The one thing about Mr. Jackson is he really knows how to use physiology on these guys to get whatever he wanted. These guys were like candy to a diabetic, something you should never mix but when you do, its' unstoppable. 

The door to the gym swung open and Mr. Jackson, wearing shorts and a tee saw for the firs time his 11 players and almost passed out. "Shit, these kids are so hot, I don’t' know if I'm gonna keep my joint down in front of the principal". True to form, Mr. Jackson's 8 incher began to strain his mesh shorts and was first noticed by 16-year-old Omar, the team shortstop and the only uncut guy on the team. Once, Mr. Jackson found out Omar was uncut..The poor boy was going to have wished he were circumcised.

Mr. Jackson was standing in front of 11 high school jocks talking about basketball, his made up life and their previous training. He told the boys he believed in training every day of the week in order to make it, which was a big change from their 3-day a week training program. Looking around the room, he noticed 2 jocks in particular that made his joint twitch up big. The first one, 17 year old, 5’9” Andy stood blue eyed and buzz cut brown hair looking right at Mr. Jackson, spoke up, “Do you provide one on one training like our old coach?”. Mr. Jackson, certainly did, replied, “Andy, I’ll help you out wherever and whenever you need it, this team and you guys are my life.” Andy smiled and then adjusted his trunks. Soon, after speaking to all the guys in a group it was time to meet up with them one on one. He went thru them one by one, Omar, Matt, Darren, Dan, Chris, Joey, Nick, Imari, Nick, Seth, and Andy. After meeting with all of the boys, giving them permission slips and setting up father/son night he sent the jocks on their way to an unsuspecting season. 

Mr. Jackson yelled across the court, “Andy, do you think you could stay for one second buddy”. Andy turned around, replied, “sure coach what’s up?” Mr. Jackson showed Andy to the weight room and asked him some questions beginning with weight tolerance and previous history. Mr. Jackson explained he wanted to meet with students privately in the weight room and on the court so he can preview their skills. He had Andy, jump up on the weight room table and took his blood pressure and pulse. He then asked Andy to practice some free weights to get an idea of what type of training program to set up. Andy knew he needed basketball to give him his scholarship, so he had practiced every chance he got and proved to be one fuck of a playa. Mr. Jackson had read Andy’s file and noticed he was in trouble for being late and getting one failing grade and appeared to be the most vulnerable of the team. His play swung into full swing, beginning with the physical. 

“Andy, I know you had a physical but I want to check you over some too and then you’ll be set to call it a night”, said Mr. Jackson. “Sure, coach do you want to go into the office or do it right here”. “Well let’s go into the office just in case anyone walks in”. Mr. Jackson took Andy in the office and had him hop up on the exam table and take off his shirt. “Andy, I need you to take off your jersey and then crawl up onto the table”. “But coach”, said Andy reluctantly, aware his coach was staring at him intently, “I already had my doctor do this already”. Mr. Jackson proceeded to tell Andy that he was here to help him and wanted to make sure certain muscles were okay for weightlifting. Mr. Jackson noticed the jock was biting his upper lip, an apparent nervous twitch which made the blonde haired, blue eyed smooth faced 17 year old even hotter. He reached out and pulled out the stirrups and told Andy to stand up. 

He had Andy out of his shorts reluctantly by telling him this was the last think to check and then he’d be free to go. He helped Andy pull down his shorts and couldn’t believe his eyes when he saw Andy in just a jock. He noticed the hair slightly pointing up to his belly button and around his inner thighs, lightly dusted with blonde fuzz. He told Andy he had to check and make sue he didn’t any hernias. 

“but coach I did this already. Please don’t make me do it again”. Andy remembered when his own doctor did this, his jock pole twitched to life causing him to turn red. “well, andy I’m afraid I need you to do this or you may be removed from team. I notice you have 2 bad marks already all you need is to argue with teach and you’ll be off the team”, smirked Mr. Jackson. Andy noticed a change in his friendliness, which reminded of his father when he bossed him around. “You need to get up in these stirrups and I need to check one more thing, it’ll be over in a minute or two”  

Andy jumped up, almost beet red and tried his best to contain his dick and not spread his legs until coach came up and did it. Mr. Jackson, touched Andy’s calf and spread it up to the stirrup and then did the same to the other leg. Poor Andy was so fucking red you couldn’t believe it. Mr. Jackson, reached over, took Andy’s little pink nipple in between his thumb and forefinger and tugged. OUCH, what the hell was that all about shouted Andy. That’s when Mr. Jackson, opened his drawer, pulled out some rope and tied the studfuck’s leg into the stirrup…By now, Andy was hysterical but ignored by coach. If you don’t shut up, I’ll cut you off the team, you’re dreams of college will be fucked and you’ll fucking be a failure like the rest of the assholes on this team. I picked you, you little ungrateful fucker because you’re the only one with any potential. Mr. Jackson finally finished tying the fucker up like a pig, his legs completely immovable on the stirrups, by now, tears leaking down his smooth defined jaw. Mr. Jackson had to do something to stop the squealing so he grabbed the jocks smooth nuts in his fist and told him if he kept shouting, he’d rip his babymakers off. Andy looked up in freaking heart thumping fear and stopped shouting with nothing but a murmur. That’s better fucker, now I can teach you what a true bball game is like.hehehehe. With his legs completely spread, he pulled Andy out a little more so his perfectly round blonde fuzzed cheeks rested over the end of the cot and began pounding on the kids semi hard pud. 

Mr. Jackson, knows what he wants, to bust cherry jock pucker and fuck does he love to fuck with these kids. He grabbed the kid by the nuts and swallowed the kids bone down to the freaking root, all 6” down his gullet, practically trying to suck layers of the kids skin off of his peckerhead. Andy’s eyes rolled back in his head as his new coach swallowed him deep to the root of his jock bone. Fuck, this kid tasted sweet, I can’t wait till he busts his kids on my face, I’m gonna lap up his fuckslop. Within seconds, the 16 year old was practically moaning again and was on the verge of nutting. When this kid shot, it was going to be fucking hot thought Mr. Jackson. He grabbed the boys whole fucking nutsac and sucked into it, emitting hollers of ecstasy from the jock tied up, well Mr. Jackson spit out his rod and moved on to some more of the fucker. He sucked up the kids stomach, not abs but perfectly tight, to his nipples and bit them in between his teeth. He swirled the shit out of the kid’s nips and then ate out his pit. Spreading the teen jocks arm pit, he dug into the blonde mat of fur and slurped the length of his underarm, tasting the sweat from the court and whiffing in the kids’ manly scent. The whole time he kept jacking the kid’s pecker with fury. Soon this kid was going to bust a wad that would shoot 5 foot in the air over coach’s head. Coach knew this and bent down to swallow the head with a vengeance, almost as if he was trying to suck the meat clear off this kids bone. Andy could hold out anymore, clenching his fists he hollered AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAG and then shot 9 spurts of teen jock sap most of it landing on coach Jackson’s tongue, but the rest flying thru the air directly past the kids head onto the floor, whap, whap, whap, went the flying fucksauce. Coach tasted sweetness almost like pineapple juice. Fuck he thought, this kids so dang sweet I could eat him all day and I haven’t even gotten into the fucker’s rear end yet. 

Quickly as you can say, “FUCK” coach spun down between the kid’s thighs and looked at the kids and by the way the puckered hole was so PINK. Almost like bubble gum, this ass begged to be slammed. The pucker stuck out, waiting for coach’s tongue to eat him out like a buffet. The poor kid was going crazy with coach’s scratchy assed goatee going up and down his ass crack. Coach new this kid would be hot as all get up he thought to himself as he played with his tight assed fucker and thumbed his sweaty jock ass
Trying to loosen up cherry boys is best done with a tongue especially with the case of my long assed tongue. Mr. Jackson had this kid squirming out of his stirrups. Andy’s eyes almost popped out of their head when he felt something warm and wet on his inner thigh.  fucking tight assed hole with the sweaty pubes of blonde tuff protecting his jock hole. He could smell sweat, ass and pure cherry in that ass and he knew this kid was cherry by how PINK his skin was around his ass. Boy was this going to be sweet. 

Just then there was a knock at the door, Mr. Jackson, threw a pair of trunks on & went to answer it…Can I help you, Mr. Jackson, said with his obscene wet piece of dick sticking almost outta his trunks. Yeah, you can coach, this is Dan from the team and I was wondering if I could talk to you about something. Boy, this is too good to be true he thought, am I going to get to bone two cherry jock puckers in one day. Wow, this job is going to be sweet he thought as he said hold on, Dan, just a minute guy. Mr. Jackson, walked into where a twitching virgin pink hole exposed Andy sat desperately trying to undo the ropes that bound his jock built calves and thighs to the stirrups. Not so fast, said coach, as he stuffed the kid’s own sweaty jock into his mouth and slammed the kid with a swift punch to the face, knocking him onto the mat with a thud. Coach, turned off the light and closed the door and then answered the door where his eyes almost popped out of his sockets. There, standing in nothing but a towel was one fucking hot assed teen boy with nothing but water dripping down his body, keys in his clenched fist and a small towel exposing his groin. 

Dan was the quintessential all American jock with the body to match. Quite the stud, he stood at 6’, 200lbs 17, with short brown fuzz on his head and brown piercing eyes. A light coating of goatee fuzz covered his chin and a dark fur covered abs twitched as the jock began to speak. Coach, fuck I know I am a major screw up off court but this is totally fucked up. Excuse my language coach but I left my bag in the car and all I could find was this washcloth. No one else is in the locker room and I can’t find any clothes. Can you go to my car and get my shit please. Sure thing, kid said coach and don’t mind the language at all we’re both men. Coach grabbed the keys and said to Dan as he walked away, just wait in the locker room and I’ll be right there. 

Coach couldn’t believe his luck as he went out to the lot following the instructions on where the jocks car was to get his clothes. As he grabbed the bag, he reached into the back seat and went into the emergency car kit and grabbed the rope also. Boy this is easier then I thought it would be he thought to himself. Coaches stepped back into the school, dropped off the bag off in his office where he quietly checked on Andy who was still out, probably half way from shock and half way from the punch. He closed the door and went back to the locker room carrying just the rope. When he entered he heard the shower going off and Dan was nowhere to be seen. Coach stripped off of his trunks, sneakers and t-shirt he grabbed before going outside and then headed towards the shower. There he saw Dan washing down his fuzzy jock nuts with suds and warm water. Damn said Dan, I didn’t think coaches were allowed to shower with us. We’re not but you were dumb enough to stay behind and I gotta get washed kid, so otherwise I wouldn’t. Besides you don’t have anything I’ve never seen before anyways. Just then coach started sudsing up his dick and looked at the jock and smiled. Well, maybe I never saw a kid with one that big before he said. Well, coach you know what they say about us boys with big hands and feet and then Dan blushed. That was coach’s signal. He quickly finished up and then left the showers and waited. He heard Dan finishing up and then waited behind the area wall and said, you know kid you and me have to meet individually anyways for 2 things, want to do it know while you’re in here. Sure coach he said, you bring a towel I hope, yep, sure did as coach handed him a towel and then said. I need you to follow me, we have to do 2 things and then you can get dressed and be on your way. 

Dan turned a little uncomfortable at hearing then you can get dressed but figured this was just a regular guy and didn’t want to act pussy footed. Dan “the man” as he was known had busted 10 cheerleader cherries himself so he’d be no stranger to coaches plans. Dan always found a way to slam his monster 6” teen pole into cherry cheerleader cunt and unbeknownst to him, the tables were about to turn. Coach quickly took the rope while Dan was standing on the scale and formed a knot. Next he had Dan stand against the wall for measurement, the whole time the poor kid kept clinging onto the towel. As Dan put his hands behind his butt, coach grabbed the knot, forced it onto his writs and tied so tight the pain was overwhelming. Dan, stunned and confused tried to run, but coach tripped that cute ass onto the floor. Speaking of a cute ass that fucker was smooth as a baby’s bottom and the only hair on it was the light dusting of the shit on his lower thighs. Coach couldn’t wait to invade this kids ass and then go into the next rooms and do it to Andy too. Coach turned over the teen jock, exposing washboard abs and some really cut pecks. There was a really dark hair around his navel, leading coach to believe this kid was super hairy. Sure enough as he removed the towel, to Dan’s yelling and cries he found a cute, 6”incher with a brown dusting of fur all over the pube area and balls. Dan’s protesting became louder as coach nibbled on his fuzzy nuts. Fuck you coach; this is it, you motherfucking child molesting queer. With this said, Coach, pulled out a needle from around the desk and injected it into the kids belly. OUCH shouted the kid what the fuck is that. Oh, just a medical version of poppers, Viagra. Coach laughed, I outdo even myself. Now, let me get to this kids smooth nut suck and tight little nuts. The kid felt his dick twitching in the air as coach swallowed both his nuts at once. Fuck what am I going to do now, playing pansy fucker on campus. Shit I have every intention to bust this fuckers face in but that thing he does to my nuts is unfucking believable, he’s trying to suck them off my body. Damn, the thought as coach tongued that super sensitive area behind his nuts but not at his asshole. Coach loved the musky taste this one. Sweaty all American jock boy with extra fuzzy nuts. By now, Dan was trashing, dude let me the fuck up now, I aint’ know lame fucking pussy and I don’t’ want you sucking my nuts. Okay then, I’ll suck your dick said coach with one swallow of all 6” of teen dick to the back of his throat. You need to get off my dick now coach, this is outtahandl. Coach had to do something to get this kids ass. Hot Damn you are hot. Fuck coach said, okay I’ll get off your dick.but you’re getting on mine fuck face. And with that, coach pulled Dan up by his pink little nips and forced his mouth onto his hot dick. If you bite it kid, I’ll rip these fucking balls off your body, coach said practically clenching the kid’s nuts into his fist. Dan had no choice but to suck, if he didn’t his balls would be mush. Coach twisted them harder and told the kid to fucking suck his dick, Dan almost threw up at the thought, damn at least this think doesn’t smell but I can’t suck no dick, I just can’t. 

Coach practically yanked the teenage boy up by his nuts, causing a wild look of concern to flash across the kids now pale smooth face. He sat down on the bench and forced the kid onto the floor and between his legs. Damn, fucker you better get down on that dick because if you don’t I got your friend tied up in the other room and I’ll fucking shove my whole arm up the kids ass. What the fuck said Dan, who’s in there. Well, said coach, Andy is in there, poor kid practically begged to suck on my dick, but when we heard you, he agreed to stay back there so he wouldn’t get caught. The fuckers a natural meat eater, Dan, want to go try the fucker out. I mean that is, if you’re horny kid, no one’s gonna find out. But you gotta rap that throat around my pole first kid. With that, coach forced Dan’s red lips around this engorged prickhead right down to the base where all the pubic hairs brushed up against Dan’s lip corners and across the kids smooth tan face. 

Fuck, dude, you better suck better than that if you don’t want me to castrate your teen ass, I mean I’ve come close and I’ve always wanted to snip some kids nuts off and shit. But not with such a pretty piece of ass like you, said coach jabbing his thumb inside the kid’s fuzzy pucker. SHIT screamed Dan almost lunging up off the floor but coach brought the kids entire body and mouth back down around his dick with out a blink of an eye. You know what, Andy can wait because I found something else I want and then he can line up. By, now the shot of viagra had started affecting the kid and his pole became so hard it hurt and damn that thick precum dripping down his head was like a faucet. The kid felt so turned on, he had to bust nut even if it was with a guy. 

That’s when poor Dan had the shock of his life, standing at the door way looking in was the coaches partner from before, Barry White the cop that helped him get away from all the sex before. Watching Coach and this kid made him hot, but what he really wanted was Andy, just his type, blonde, tight and young. Barry snuck into the coach’s office and saw the angelic face of a hardworking teen fuckslab laying on the table tied to stirrups. He immediately, undid his buckle, dropped his pants and went to work after closing the door. Damn, he thought as he bit onto the kid’s chest with this teeth. Barry was a biter and this kid was perfect for biting. He sucked all the way down the kid’s fuzzy abdomen and then licked up to his chin, spitting on the kids lips and then licking it off. Andy awoke with a startled look on his face, almost unsure where he was. Then he remembered, coach threatening to kick his ass off the team, and then just layed their docile, unable to move his legs they were tied up so tight in the stirrups. Barry took his thumb, put it in his mustached mouth and inserted it into the kid’s asshole like a finger in a fresh jar of peanut butter. Damn, this kid was tight, once I feel that ass gripping on my babymaker, I’ll be in heaven. He bent between the kid’s legs, tongued his asshole like he was sucking on an ice cream cone and then began lapping the shit out of the kid’s ass with his tongue. Poor Andy, could only see the top of the guys salt and pepper hair but definitely felt the tongue in his ass and wasn’t about to protest. 

Barry ate the kid’s ass out for about 30 minutes, practically losing oxygen up the kid’s asshole but nonetheless kept swirling his tongue up the kids shoot. Just then, he figured it was time, he pulled out his 7” dick, brought it up to the kid’s asshole and shoved the fucker into the kids pink puckerlips just past the head and Andy emitted a loud cry that sounded like ecstasy. Barry knew how to tease virgin jock asslips with his dick until the asslips tried to swallow his dick. Slowly, he rocked his hips into Andy’s pink pucker and leaned his weight up against the kids hairy tight as all fuck thigh. Poor Andy was thrashing all around gyrating his hips trying to do exactly what coach wanted, get more than just the head of his meat into his ass. He let Andy make the motion and slowly slide his pucker further, inch-by-inch up the dick until 4 inches were inside his little ass. Barry was in fucking heaven and figured this was the one for him. AAAAAGH god fuck me fuck me fuck me fuck me, slam that dick into my ass, don’t hog it, get every fucking inch into me you fucker. Don’t be greedy with that dick, give me it all, and shove it in my ass like you mean it, you fucking rapist. Come on, I said fuck, with that Barry knew this kid was a natural and shoved all 7” of his fuckslab into the kids tight pink ass causing the kids eyes to roll back into his head. His nuts rested on the kids own nuts practically inside of his body too. Fuck this kids really clenching down on my jock like he owns this situation, and I got to prove to him who the top is Barry thought. With that, Barry took Andy’s bloated red cockhead into his fist, started jacking the kid’s meat and took ownership of that ass plowing it for about 25 more fucks. Then, Andy’s dick erupted all over the coach’s chest and neck, practically coating his chest in jockseed. Then, Barry couldn’t take it anymore and let a loud moan, loud enough to be heard by coach and slammed all 7” of his meat into Andy’s round fuzzy asscheeks shooting wad after wad of seed into the no longer cherry jock pucker. Damn were they sticky and damn if Andy wasn’t hot for more…Barry took his slime covered pecker and took it up to Andy’s pink full jock lips and shoved the semihard meat into the kids mouth, letting him taste his own jock ass juice and Barry’s sperm, while Barry took a big dollop of Andy’s jock jizz off his thumb and sucked it in. Damn, this kids sweet, I want his load now too and Barry began cleaning the kids still hard jock meat in his mouth. 

In the other room, poor Dan’s dick was so hard it hurt, Coach had already jacked the kid off 3 times and saw the hughest load of jocknut fly across the locker he ever saw. He didn’t even get to taste it. He was really getting into fingering this jock ass and was going to have his 8’ in that ass within seconds. Boy, did he eat that ass; especially over top the moans in the next room. Coach wasn’t sure what was going on but was suspicious Barry had found Andy and moved in on the fucker’s ripe ass. Dan’s ass appeared to be less fuzzy almost smooth and super tight; he danced his fuck finger up against the kid’s prostate as another wad of jock cum shot thru the air. This time, coach was quick and dabbed out his tongue to catch the jock’s nut and swallowed the sauce with an evil grin. He had really worked up inside the kids almost brown pucker and now lined up his dick with the kids opening, stretched wide from the brutal finger fucking it just had. FUCK coach take that fucking thing out, HOLY FUCK it’s too big, it’s gonna split me in half. That was all the encouragement coach needed to wack his meat right up to the balls inside the jocks smooth brown pucker causing him to fucking jump almost up off the floor off of his back. Poor Dan, cunt buster extradorniare was not getting his own jock hole pounded literally into the floor as coach busted out his ass so bad it almost hurt his balls as they wacked against his ass. This was one super tight jock hole though, almost ripping at his balls to suck more meat into that ass, and coach pounded his pud harder and harder into the unwilling but consensual teen ass. FUCK FUCK REAAAAAAAAAAAAAMMM ME GOOD COACH, DON’T STOP YEAH, FUCK YOUR SHOOTER HARDER, COME UP, BUST YOUR FUCKING LOAD SO FAR UP MY ASS, IT DRIPS OUT IN PRACTICE TOMORROW. Don’t’ worry kid thought coach, there’s gonna be plenty more fucksauce than you can handle and with that thought coach yelled AAAAGHHHH KID YOU’RE SO TIGHT AND GRIPPING SO HARD, I CAN USUALLY LAST AN HOUR BUT YOUR ASS IS MILKING MY DICK SO HARD I CAN’T HOLD OFF. Coach pulled out and blasted his seed all over the kid’s forehead and over his head, causing Dan’s rockhard dick to bust the 5th nut in the last hour almost to the point of being drained dry of jock jizz. Poor Dan, panting in one room, poor Andy sleeping in the next. Both Coach and Barry was SAT-IS-FIED, at least until the 9 jocks were busted.