(M/M, BDSM, oral, anal)
That night was not a lucky night
for James. The 30-year-old American boxer lost in the fight against a younger
boxer. To James, it was a disaster for he might lose the boxing contract. The
last thing he remembered was the pain in his stomach as the younger boxer jabbed
his punch into James' stomach. Instantly, James fell down and hit the ring
floor, followed by the hooting from the crowds. Then everything went black.
Aching, James finally came to. At first, it was hard for him to inspect his
surrounding for everything seemed so bright. But soon, he managed to adapt to
the brightness of the light and found himself lying on the bench in the locker
room. Looking up at the clock, he noticed that it was about 1 AM in the morning.
Painfully, he tried to sit. But as he did that, someone came up to help him.
"Coach? Why are you still here?" he asked, wincing in pain. But his coach did
not reply immediately. "Ah, my stomach. It hurts," James complained, holding his
sore stomach. It took a lot of effort for him to straighten his body and sit.
Then his coach's baritone voice resounded through the room. "You're a moron,
James! How can you let that kid beat you up like this? You're a disgrace!" he
barked, obviously looking very angry. "Why didn't you hit him back? You should
have punched his pretty face and rearranged it. I can't believe that a tough
macho like you could lose to a pretty boy." Standing in front of the beaten
boxer, the coach folded his strong arms. Bulging biceps he had boosted the aura
of sexiness that emanated from his body. Indeed, that coach was a boxer when he
was still much younger. At his late 40s, he preferred to train potential boxers
and transferred his boxing techniques to them. Some grey hair had grown on his
head, mixed with the black hair. Although he started to grow old, he still had a
strong sexual aura.
"I'm so sorry, Coach Summers," James said, casting his eyes to the floor. He was
very ashamed for losing. He knew that he could have won it. Fortunately, his
opponent did not hit his face at all. But James' body was bruised up. Purplish
marks appeared on his body as the result of the brutal punches. Silently, James
winced as he moved his body. It was not the first time for James to get beaten
up. But still, the bruises brought pain. Trying to keep the balance of his body,
James wiped the traces of sweat on his bare chest. Both of his brown nipples
were half pointy, surrounded by soft nipple hair. Looking down at his own
muscular torso, James quite proud of it. Physically, James was indeed a very
attractive man. Being a handsome and muscular man, James could get sex very
easily. But no one knew that he was gay.
The coach was as hunky as James was, even though his age was older. The shirt
that he wore could not conceal the hard outline of his muscular body. Still
showing anger on his face, that man snarled at James, saying, "Then you know
what to do, right? Every time you lose a fight, I'm gonna punish you so that you
will learn from your mistake." The coach's eyes flashed evilly, fabricating a
new plan to punish James. "Last time, I punished you by letting a gang of brutal
Hispanic truck drivers rape your worthless ass. I remembered that you could
hardly move your hands and legs when they finished raping your body." Gradually,
the coach's dick hardened as he tried to relive that horny moment inside his
head. "Yeah, that was very hot. But I simply don't know how to punish you this
time." Racking his brain, the coach tried to come up with a new torture method.
Excitement flitted across James' face as he heard the word punishment. Nobody
knew that the coach was a pervert. In order to discipline his boxers, he would
fuck their ass to show them who was in charge. James had been that coach's
favorite boxer. Repeatedly, his ass had been fucked by the perverted coach.
James was not gay at first, but he had been turned into an obedient gay athlete
by that coach. But when James lost the fight, he had to undergo rough fucking
which was designed to cause him pain. That coach loved to see the pain on James'
handsome face. Thinking that he would get his punishment soon, James got even
more excited. His cut dick was poking against the boxers he wore. Looking up at
his coach's face, James was waiting impatiently for what was going to happen to
himself.
"Yeah, you've been waiting for this, huh? I know that you like rough sex and
that you like to be humiliated sexually. But don't make this as a habit. I don't
want to have a loser in my boxing team," the coach grunted, still looking mad.
"But I think I do have something for you." Walking up to his locker, that coach
took out a bag. It seemed heavy, full with some equipment inside. "Yeah, I'm
sure you will beg for mercy when I insert this thing up your ass, slut," the
coach grunted, unzipping the bag. James' eyes almost bulged out of their sockets
as he saw what his coach held in his hand. Evilly, that older man laughed as he
notice how surprised James was. "Yeah, I'm gonna drill your ass with this tool,
slut." In his hand was an electronic speed drill which was often used to drill
small holes on the wall. Calmly, that perverted coach placed the drill on the
bench. Again, his hand reached into the bag and took out another object. It was
an orange juicer, which was used in kitchen to extract juice out of oranges and
lemons. "I'm gonna combine the drill with this orange juicer. You're gonna love
it, slut."
Just by looking at those sexual torture instruments, James had already felt that
lust was building fast inside him. The bulge in his boxers grew larger. As he
did not wear any underwear, James' dick could move freely. Easily, his dick
forced its way out, slipping out from the waistband. The reddish damp head was
throbbing hard, greeting the coach. "Oh, Coach, I'm so horny." Embarrassment
flitted across his handsome face as he realized that his own dick head was
peeping out. Ever since he was trained under that coach's guidance, James had
got used to being a submissive sex slave. "Coach, please punish me now. I
deserve to be punished."
"Slow down, slut. I know you can't wait to get drilled, huh?" Coach Summers
grinned with great satisfaction, seeing how submissive James was. "Yeah, you
sure have changed a lot. I remembered the day when I raped your straight ass,
you were cursing me. But now, you're begging me to rape your ass. Yeah, I've
broken you down, James." Lewdly, Coach Summers grabbed his own lump and gave it
a massage. "Yeah, I'm so horny watching you fight on the ring. My cock did not
stop throbbing when I saw you flexing your pectorals. You know how much I like
your chest, James." Licking his lips, Coach Summers was unbuttoning his own
shirt. "Take off your boxers. Let me see your hard dick."
"Yes, Sir," James replied, immediately standing up. Although the bruises on his
body still radiated pain, James tried his best to ignore it. Bending over, that
manly boxer pushed his pants down. A hard dick sprang out, swaying freely. James
gasped as his dick finally obtained its freedom. It felt so good to let an erect
dick sway about. Resuming his standing position, James displayed his naked body
for his coach's lusty eyes. "I'm ready, Sir. Humiliate me. Rape me. I'm your sex
slave and I deserve to get punished." As he said those words, he could not take
his eyes off the drill which was about to enter his ass. Imagining what the
coach would do to his ass, James could not hide his apparent desire to get
fucked. "Punish me, Sir. Do it now, please," he begged.
"Not so fast, slut," Coach Summers said, unzipping his trousers. Within seconds,
they dropped to the floor, exposing Coach Summers' throbbing manhood. "Before I
punish your sorry ass, you have to suck my dick first. Do you see how horny I
am? This dick is craving for your hot talented mouth. So, get down here and suck
my dick. Quick!" Using one hand, that coach was jerking his dick to maintain its
erection. "Yeah, look at this shiny red head. Doesn't it look delicious? Get
down on your knees, slut. Suck my dick. Come on, show me that you want to suck
my dick. Yeah, let me see you work your mouth on my cock." Holding James' damp
head, he pushed it down. "Yeah, slut always needs cock to suck, right? Suck it
then. I miss your hot sluttish mouth slurping on my dick."
Gladly, James fell down on his knees. Both of his eyes widened with great
excitement. He liked sucking Coach Summers' dick. Somehow, it tasted different
from other cocks. "Yeah, Sir, I'm gonna suck you dick. I love sucking your dick,
Sir," James replied humbly. A wet tongue snaked out of James' mouth.
Immediately, it brushed itself against Coach Summers' dick head. Thick layer of
saliva clung onto the coach's dick head. The dick seemed very excited, upon
being licked. Its piss slit was slightly gaped open, wide enough to let a drop
of precum escape. As soon as the slippery liquid escaped the slit, James
hurriedly lapped it up. Loud slurping noises occurred as James hungrily caressed
his coach's dick with his talented tongue.
"Oh yeah, you are such an obedient cock sucker, James. Yeah, keep sucking my
dick. Oh yeah! You're getting better at this," Coach Summers chuckled,
remembering the first time when he forced James to take his dick into the mouth.
"Yeah, you couldn't suck at that time. But you're a fast learner. Yeah, and now
you're a devoted cock sucker." The coach ran his fingers through James' hair.
"Oh, lick the underside. Tickle it with your tongue. Yeah, like that. Oh!" That
older man groaned, his body shuddering. "Fuck! I like your tongue play. Oh
yeah!" The fingers suddenly grabbed James' hair, not letting it go. "Yeah, lick
my slimy knob. It's covered with thick precum layer. Oh yeah, I know you love
precum, right? Lick it up. Clean my dick head. Fuck yeah!" Glancing down, he
could see James' brown-haired head bobbing up and down. "Oh yeah, satisfy
yourself. I have gallons of precum for you. Lick the head well. Oh fuck!" he
groaned, shuddering. Another globule of precum seeped out of his piss slit.
Coach Summers' dick was pulsating excitedly as its head was continued being
licked by James' tongue. Glistening with sheen of drool, the dick head oozed out
a strand of precum. A drop of precum was hanging at the end of the precum
string. It sure looked delicious to James. Immediately, he dove down and picked
up the precum with his tongue. "Coach's precum is delicious. It has distinctive
saltiness that can't be found in other men's precum. Oh, I really love licking
his precum. I want to keep licking his dick until he popped out his juice. Ah,
Coach Summers, I love to be your slave," James thought, frantically polishing
Coach Summers' dick with his tongue. James did not have to say those words, for
his eyes had revealed it all. Looking up at his manly coach, James surrendered
himself to him. Not only did the dick head he lick, James also ran his tongue
down the shaft. As he was doing that, his nose picked up acrid smell of Coach
Summers' crotch. The smell was a mixture of sweat, piss, and cum. Inhaling the
smell, James filled his mind with lust.
"Fuck! You're such a slut, James. But you like being my slut, right? I can see
it in your eyes. Oh, I'm gonna fuck your mouth and fuck your ass. You're my sex
slave." Grunting, Coach Summers reached one hand down to grope James' damp
torso. "Oh, I love your athletic chest. You've trained yourself well. Your torso
is thick with muscles. I like submissive manly men." Gasping, he rubbed James'
chest mounds. Occasionally, he would squeeze them. "Yeah, your chest is getting
thicker with muscles. Oh, I like muscular men. James, you've made me so horny.
Oh! Suck my cock now. Do it, slut!" Finding James' nipple, Coach Summers gave it
a hard pinch. "Open your mouth wide and take my whole dick in. I want to get
sucked. Suck me now, slut!" His voice boomed with great authority. Thinking of
how good it felt to have James sucked his dick, Coach Summers' dick was
throbbing excitedly. More precum was pumped up to the dick head as the sexual
heat rose.
Kneeling before Coach Summers, James opened his mouth wide. Without any disgust,
he let the throbbing dick head enter his oral orifice. The head was indeed big,
filling up James' mouth perfectly. There was hardly any space left inside. Both
of James' cheeks bulged up owing to the size of that coach's dick head. But
James easily started to suck on the head. Expertly, he used both of his lips to
massage the dick head. As slurping noises were heard, James reached out to cup
his coach's hanging balls. The balls felt warm in his hand. Gently, James
kneaded them. Coach Summers grunted, letting him know that he liked it. Wanting
to please his coach, James applied all sucking techniques he knew on the dick.
Before he met Coach Summers, he knew nothing about fellatio. But after being
trained, James knew exactly how to coax a man's dick to spew out its cummy
loads. And that was exactly what James was doing. Flicking the tip of his
tongue, he was stimulating the cock to produce more precum. Another hard throb
shook the glans. Soon afterwards, another pearly drop of precum oozed out slowly
from the slit.
"Oh fuck! I'm so fucking horny, James. Oh, your sucking technique gets better
every time you suck my dick. Oh, I've taught you well. Yeah, my friends said so.
Do you still remember Yutaka, the Japanese boxing promoter, whose dick you
sucked last week? He told me that he loved your mouth. I noticed that he spilled
a lot of cock juice inside your mouth. Oh! Just remembering the ecstasy on his
handsome oriental face makes me want to cum right now. Ah!" Holding James' head
securely, Coach Summers forced him to take more of his dick. "Fuck, yeah! Suck
my big dick. Oh yeah, feel my dick brushing your mouth. Yeah, you want my cum,
don't you? You're a cum drinker. Oh yes, it makes me horny. I want to see you
drink my cum. Ah!" Sweat drops beaded up the coach's torso, dampening it. As the
chest expanded, several sweat drops rolled down.
James' mind was spinning, reeling with immeasurable amount of sexual desire. His
dick was achingly hard, throbbing. He wanted to touch his coach's naked body, to
run his hands over that man's strong torso, and to worship that body. 'Oh, I'm
so damn horny,' James thought to himself, reaching down to stroke his own aching
dick. The head had already been coated with thick precum. Almost incessantly,
the piss slit kept oozing out strands of precum. Some smeared James' stroking
palm. The rest dripped to the floor below. Still slurping on his coach's juicy
dick, James used his other hand to feel that man's athletic body. James admired
Coach Summers' body because that man had not lost his muscles despite his age.
Both of James' eyes were half closed as he groped Coach Summers' chest mounds.
The chest felt so good against James' palm.
"Oh, you really like my cock, don't you? I have much precum for you. Ah yeah!"
Coach Summers groaned, sensing that his dick had just exuded more precum into
James' willing mouth. "Oh, I really like your mouth, James. It makes me feel
good," he slurred, grasping James' damp hair. Ruthlessly, he pulled at the hair.
"Ah! Suck that cock. Oh yeah! My cum is churning inside the balls. I can cum in
any moment, you slut! Oh fuck yeah!" Letting his head fall back, that perverted
coach reached his own chest. As he found James' groping hand, he held that hand.
Gently, he squeezed the hand. "Yeah, keep sucking my dick. It drips a lot of
precum for you. Yeah, lick it up. Fuck yes!" When James's tongue touched the
sensitive spot on Coach Summers' dick, that older man growled with much
pleasure. His body was shuddering. The heavy chest mounds of his shook a bit.
Sweat droplets were shaken off, splattering every where. "Keep sucking my dick,
slut. And I'm gonna reward you with my creamy cock juice. Yeah, that's what you
want, right? You're waiting for hot man juice to flow down your thirsty throat."
Holding James' head in place, tat man shoved his dick in. "Yeah, take it! Suck
it deeper, slut. I want you to deep-throat my dick. Come on. I'm almost there,"
he gasped, panting heavily.
Not having enough preparation, James almost choked on that dick. The knob was
poked in, hitting the glottal stop. Automatically, James was retching. His eyes
broke into tears. The ruthless thrust had triggered James' eyes to wet the eyes.
Coughing, James tried to control himself. Some snot was blown out of his wet
nostrils. The mixture of tear and snot flowed down James' face and headed to his
mouth. As the liquid passed the sides of his mouth, some of it was accidentally
sucked in. Yet, the choking incident did not stop James from pleasuring his
coach's dick. Soon, he regained composure and began to suck the dick
professionally. James' lips worked hard to massage the whole dick from head to
base. Loud slurping noises filled the room. Coach Summers' dick was bathing in a
sea of drool inside James' sealed mouth. Some drool managed to seep out from the
corners of James' mouth.
"Fuck!" Coach Summers yelled, starting to show signs of impending ejaculation.
His broad chest was expanding as he filled his lungs with air. Sweat seemed to
drip down his body more profusely. Suddenly, the locker room felt much hotter
than it was before. Lewd growls continued to escape Coach Summers' mouth as he
shoved his dick harder into James' sucking mouth. "Oh yeah! Suck my dick, slut!
I'm gonna cum soon. Oh! Milk the head with your mouth. Yeah, milk it. Ah!" His
balls were swinging freely back and forth, following each movement he made. The
balls were slapping at James' chin, teasing James to suck harder. Then all of a
sudden, Coach Summers started to jerk his body uncontrollably. All muscles in
his body tensed up, bulging menacingly. He tried to delay his eruption but
James' mouth forced that dick to spew out its cum. "Ah! Fuck! Here I come. Holy
shit! Man, I'm losing it. Oh! I'm loosing my load. Here it comes, slut. I'm
cumming! Oh! I'm cumming inside your mouth. Yeah, take it! Suck it down your
throat! Ah, take it!"
At then, that perverted man froze. Almost every single muscle inside his body
went taut, straining and flexing. Arching his pelvis, Coach Summers shuddered.
His head was thrown back as his mouth gaped open. In a glance, it seemed as if
he was in great pain. But Coach Summers could only feel great orgasmic pleasure
which could not be described using words. His throbbing dick then exploded
inside James' mouth. Strong spurts of thick manly cum hit James' throat. James
almost choked as the gooey cum flowed down the throat. But gladly, James gulped
down Coach Summers' man juice as that dick continued to hose down the throat
with more cum. The liquid splattered juicily against James' mouth, flooding it.
Coach Summers groaned out several obscene remarks as he emptied his balls. His
body was jerking uncontrollably. He gripped James' shoulders hard for support.
Orgasmic groans echoed in the room until the orgasm was over.
"Fuck yeah," the coach sighed, pulling out his half limp dick from James' mouth.
Sweat had been dripping down the coach's naked body, drenching it. "That was
great, I like your suction," Coach Summers added, wiping the sweat off his
torso. Looking down at the floor, he noticed that James' dick had been leaking
profusely. Precum puddles were scattered on the floor. "You're very horny, huh?
Don't worry coz I'm gonna punish your ass now." Fetching the drill, Coach
Summers showed it to James. "Yeah, you will like this drill, slut," he said as
he plugged the cord. Next, he took the orange reamer. That kitchen utensil had
been modified so that it could hold onto the sharp edge of the drill. After
securing the reamer to the drill, Coach Summers turned that device on. Whirling
with great noise, the drill displayed its power before James' lustful eyes.
"Yeah, this thing will get into your ass and drill it. I know you can’t wait to
get violated. Your cock gets harder when I turn on this drill."
"Yes, Sir. I'm very horny. I can’t wait to receive my punishment. I've been such
a loser and I deserve to be punished. Please, punish me as harshly as want to,
Sir." Imagining that thing would enter his ass made James shiver uncontrollably.
He admired how genius his coach was. Coach Summers always came up with brilliant
ideas when it came to sex. Without being told to, James stood up and bent his
body. Both of his hands were placed on the bench for support while his legs
rested on the floor. "Sir, I'm ready. Punish me now. Shove that thing in my ass,
Sir," he said, his voice wavering with lust. James' dick was swinging between
his thighs, drooling strings of precum. "Oh, Sir, I'm so horny. I know you'll
use your punishment to make me cum. I'm getting hornier." Lust ran through the
boxer's naked body. His abdominal muscles were flexing as he bent his body.
Anxiously, James was waiting to try the new sex torture device.
"Yeah, horny slut like you deserves this kind of punishment," Coach Summers
said, taking a bottle of lube and smearing it on the orange reamer. "This drill
is gonna open up your ass for good." Roughly, that coach smeared some lube on
James' ass, too, to ease the penetration because the fucking would be very rough
and merciless. "Oh yes, my slut's ass is well lubed. It's loose enough already,"
he commented, sticking a couple of fingers into James' clenching ass hole. "I
like torturing your body sexually because I enjoy looking the orgasmic
expression on your handsome face." To make sure that James knew how horny he
was, that horny coach ground his own erection against the crack of James' ass.
"Yeah, do you feel it? It's my cock. And it's been throbbing for you. But you're
gonna take this drill up your ass first." Pulling back, he delivered a hard slap
on James' ass. "Spread your legs, slut. You're gonna get fucked by this drill."
Slowly, he brought the whirling device close to James' excited ass hole. The air
around it seemed to whirl as well. He had set the drill to whirl in low speed.
But still, it was going to be painful.
"Oh," James moaned helplessly. The spinning reamer had not touched his ass hole
yet. But he could have already felt what it was like to get drilled. His body
was shaking with overwhelming desire. Swinging between his thighs, James' dick
showed the same sexual excitement. "Sir, I'm so horny. I can feel the air near
my ass is whirling, too. Ah, give it to me. I'm ready," he gasped, spreading his
legs apart. Another strand of precum oozed out of the slit. As the whirling
drill got closer, James instinctively tightened his ass lips. "Ah!" he yelled
when the spinning head of that drill touched his ass. He could clearly hear the
drill whine as it was placed between James' spread legs. But James only squirmed
and did not try to escape the drill. "Oh! Fuck! Ah!" he started to yell loudly
as the reamer broke his ass. Mercilessly, the whirling orange reamer gained
entrance forcefully. James' body tensed up and his muscles were flexing really
hard. Ruthlessly, the hard ribbed reamer spun inside James' ass. The friction it
caused was extreme. Immediately, James' ass skin warmed up as the drill whipped
the lube into his crack. The sensation he received was very overwhelming; James
was screaming with abandon. "Ah! My ass! Oh, I can't take it, Sir! Oh! It's
chopping my ass to pieces. Ah!" Instinct forced him to escape the ruthless drill
but Coach Summers grabbed James' shoulder and held him in place.
"Stay at your place, slut. This is your punishment. Take it like a man," the
coach grunted. Deliberately, he held the twirling drill in place. The rippled
acorn-shaped utensil was whirling slowly, stretching James' ass hole. "Yeah,
that's beautiful. Oh yeah!" he grunted, enjoying the sight of Jimmy's abused ass
lips. The hole started to froth as the ribbed drill head kept spinning. "Yeah,
yell as loud as you want. Nobody could hear you coz we're alone in this
building. I can abuse your ass as much as I want." Applying more pressure, Coach
Summers pushed the drill in deeper. His strong hand kept securing James' body,
pushing it down. "Scream for me. Oh yeah, I want to hear you scream. Oh yeah!
Let it rip, slut!" Almost easily, the drill head managed to lodge itself in. But
since the orange reamer was too large in diameter, it could not be pushed all
the way in. As the result, James' ass hole was puffy, turning turgid. Inside,
the drill was still whirling, making twirling noises. "Hold still. Take your
punishment like a man! This is what you get for losing to that pretty young
boxer. I et you were lusting over is body on the ring, right? That's why you
lost. Take it, you fucker! Oh yeah! Cry! I want to see you in pain. Show it to
me." Mercilessly, the coach started to thrust the twirling reamer in and out.
"Yes! Oh! I love punishing you! Yeah!"
Tears were welling up James' beautiful brown eyes. Mainly, it was because of the
burning pain as the result of the extreme friction between his tender ass lips
and the ruthlessly twirling reamer. Griping the bench, he tried to keep the
balance of his body. But the pain was so torturous that his knees could not
support his own body weight. "Ah! Sir! I can't take it! It's too painful! Oh!"
But a part of him wanted Coach Summers to keep torturing him. His knees were
wobbling as mixture of pain and pleasure surge through his sweaty body. Between
his legs, James' dick was still throbbing in full erection. In addition, precum
continued to seep out of its slit. "Oh! Fuck! Ah!" Even though Coach Summers had
set the drilling speed to the lowest one, James was still screaming out in pain.
Froth produced by the twirling had started to fill James' ass lips. "Ah!" James
gasped as he felt cold gel landed on his ass hole. Turning back, he saw that the
coach generously squeezed out more lube to ease the penetration. "Oh! Coach! I'm
so horny! It hurts me a lot. But I like it! Oh! Fuck! I'm really very horny. My
cock is dripping wet. Coach, ah!"
"Yeah, I know you're gonna love it, slut," Coach Summers teased. But his strong
hand still held James' body by the shoulder to ensure that he wouldn't escape
the punishment. Bending over, the perverted coach took a quick glance at his
trainee's pulsating dick. Upon noticing how hard the cock was throbbing, he gave
James an order. "Yeah, your cock is so hard. It needs some stroking, boy."
Despite James' age which had hit 30s, Coach Summers still called him a 'boy' to
emphasize his inferiority. "Yeah, I'm loosening up your fuck hole. It's gonna
gape open. Oh, this is very arousing. It's hot!" The fucking rhythm continued as
that coach slid the drill in and out. Droplets of lube, coming out from the
whirling drill, were splattered against Coach Summers' thighs and crotch. "Ah,
baby! How does it feel? Yeah, you're in pain, right? I bet your ass lips are
burning now, right?"
"Ah! Yeah! Oh!" Sobbing, James was whimpering. Sweat had been drenching his nude
body all over. The whole body had been shuddering. Tiredness mixed with pain was
clearly shown on his face. James' dick had been aching without any proper
release. "Oh! Coach! My ass is puffy. Oh! It's burning with pain. Ah!" James was
whining, wincing with great pain. One of his hands was still used to support his
upper body on the bench. But the other hand reached down and gripped his own
drooling erection. "Ah! Fuck!" he gasped. "I'm dripping precum, Sir! Oh!" James'
body was being wracked by rapture. One thing he knew was that he had to cum.
"Oh! I'm jacking my cock off! Sir! Oh yes! Oh! I must cum! Ah! I can't take it
anymore, it's too horny. Ah!" And thick ropey cum spurted out of James' dick,
again and again. The cum shot out uncontrollably. The abused boxer was screaming
out, voicing his shattering climax. "Oh! I'm cumming! Fuck! Sir, I'm fucking
cumming! Oh!"
"Yeah, shoot out your fucking cum loads," Coach Summers replied, his breaths
heaving heavily. "I want to see you shoot out your loads. Oh yeah! Shoot it for
me! Yes! Oh yes!" Seeing thick gooey cum spurted out of James' dick, Coach
Summers could not control his desire. His own dick was throbbing hard, dripping
out its precum. "Ah! Yeah, James. Shoot out your cum!" The coach kept the drill
on, making sure that James' ass got what it deserved. Reaching down with one
hand, the coach quickly found James' erect nipples. Roughly, he was rubbing them
with his callused palm. "Oh yeah! Fucking shoot out your cum! Yes! Ah!" While
rubbing James' torso, the coach could clearly feel the contraction of James'
muscles. It was quite arousing. "Yeah, your chest is very arousing. Oh! Flex
those muscles for me. Yeah, I'm so horny. Oh! Fuck!"
Bucking violently, James could not control his own body movement. All muscles
inside him flexed hard. The orgasm was very intense, one of the most shattering
he had ever experienced. Shuddering, he could hardly sustain his own body
weight. But as he almost fell down, his coach had supported it with his strong
arm. "Ah! Sir, I'm cumming! Oh! Ah!" James' cum was still spurting. The cum
shots did not shoot far. But the amount cum squirted out was quite a lot. Coach
Summers had to hold James' body to keep it steady. The athletic naked boxer was
still groaning with total abandon. His guttural cries resounded through the
locker room, echoing. "Ah! Fuck! Oh yeah! Ah! Yes!" James growled, his naked
body perspiring. He thought he would cum forever, but in just seconds it was all
over. "Ah, fuck," James whined when no more cum could be wrung out. His body was
still shuddering from the whirling drill. Groaning painfully, he dropped his
knees to the floor. Thus the drill was withdrawn, leaving James' ass hole
battered and abused beyond its limit. "Oh, that was great, Sir. Oh," James
moaned. His body was both in patina and ecstasy. When Coach Summers ran his
fingers on James' torso, that boxer flinched for suddenly his skin was very
sensitive to the touch.
"Yeah, you're great, James. You've taken your punishment like a real man," the
coach said, turning off the drill. After placing the drill away, the perverted
coach came back and embraced James' naked body from behind. "Oh, you're so
arousing, James. I really like molesting your manly body. You've managed to make
my cock erect for some time. I can't restrain my lust. I must fuck your ass and
release my pent-up cum in your ass. Yeah, I'm gonna fuck you mercilessly. You're
gonna get my cum up your ass." Kneeling behind James' tired body, that coach
positioned himself. "Oh, my dick has been throbbing so hard. It desperately
wants to pour out its cummy content into your hot ass. Yeah, I'm really horny
for you, baby." Leaning over, the coach ground his erect drooling dick against
James' puffy ass hole. Coach Summers' sweaty torso was laid upon James' muscular
back. James' body shuddered as the skin was brushed by Coach Summers' pointy
nipples. "Oh!" The coach groaned as his nipples were stimulated. "Fuck yeah, I'm
so horny for you, James. I want to fuck you now. Oh!"
James was helpless. He could not reject what his coach wanted. Shuddering from
the after-climax, that boxer was pinned onto the bench by his coach's naked
body. Wincing, James felt Coach Summers' big dick head gain entrance. "OH, Sir!
Oh! It hurts. Ah!" he whimpered, clawing the bench. Previously, his ass lips had
been torn open by the drill. Thus, it hurt more than the usual when Coach
Summers' dick started to slide in. "Oh! Coach! Your dick hurts my ass! Oh! Fuck!
Ah, Sir!" He knew it would be useless to groan for Coach Summers would not care
for him. Gritting his teeth, James braced himself to receive the painful
penetration. "Oh! Ah!" he cried, his eyes being wet with tears. "My ass, ah!
You're tearing it apart! Oh! Sir, I can't take your cock up my abused ass. It
hurts too much! No!" No matter how sluttish James was, he could not bear the
immense pain. Instinctively, he tried to get away from Coach Summers dick but
his body had been pinned to the bench. Thus, James had no way to escape. "Ah!
Sir, no! Oh!"
Mercilessly, Coach Summers grabbed James' waist and dug his blunt nails into
James' flesh. Groaning loudly, that coach sank his big dick into James' abused
ass hole. There was no difficulty because the dick slid in quite easily. "Oh
yeah! I'm gonna fuck your ass, slut. I'm gonna make you scream painfully. Yeah,
I'm gonna hurt your ass well. Oh yeah, there's no escape from my dick. You're
fucked." Forcefully, Coach Summers pushed his dick in. James' hole had been a
gaping hole which could do nothing to reject the invading cock. "Yeah, your ass
feels so good. It's quite loose but I love it. Yeah!" The dick plunged inside
until its hilt hit James' ass cheeks. "Oh!" Coach Summers groaned, feeling that
the head hit something inside the ass. He knew exactly what it was. "Yeah, I hit
jackpot, slut. That's your prostate."
Helplessly, James could only groan lustfully. His whole body shuddered
uncontrollably. "Ah! Fuck! Yeah! It feels so good! Oh!" At then, glowing
pleasure of sex swept over his body, drowning the excruciating pain he felt on
his ass. Wincing, James tried to embrace the rapture and to forget the anal
pain. Gradually, his dick started to harden. He could not help it for the dick
had a mind of its own. "Oh, Sir, it feels so good. Ah, give it to me. Yeah, I
want your cock, Sir. Yeah!" he whimpered, still pinned to the bed. Sweat had
drenched his body. Its excess flooded the wooden bench, dampening it. The
remains of earlier ejaculation still hung on James' hardening dick. A drop of
gooey cum was stretched down from James' cock head. It reached down to the floor
before it was finally snapped off from the cock. Holding the bench tight, James
prepared himself for the impending rough penetration. His coach always played
hard. Wincing, James felt the pain when his coach slowly withdrew the cock. "Oh!
Sir! Oh!" And when the dick head almost popped out of the ass, it was poked all
the way in. The thrust forced James to scream. "Oh! Yeah! Ah!"
"You like getting fucked, huh?" Coach Summers asked, his eyes widening. Lust
enveloped his naked body as he kept thrusting his manhood in and out. "I'm
fucking you now. Since I know where your prostate is, I'm gonna keep hitting it
until I see you spurt out your cum again. Yeah, there's nothing more exciting
than seeing a handsome muscular man like you shoot out thick gooey cum. Oh fuck!
I'm already horny just by imagining it. Yeah, I'm really horny. Fuck yeah!" No
lube was needed because Coach Summers' dick had been coated thoroughly with
precum. The dick was sliding in and out, penetrating James' loose hole. Although
the sphincter temporarily could not grip any object that entered it, Coach
Summers still obtained great sexual satisfaction from knowing the pain that
James received. "Yeah, you're in pain but you also like it, right? I can feel
your naked body shudder. You're also sweating. Oh, this is so sexy. Yeah, take
my cock. Take it, slut." Grunting, he held James' body securely while driving
his manhood in and out repeatedly. "Oh! This is great! I like your ass. Oh! Fuck
you, James! Yeah, fuck!"
"Oh! Ah!" James whimpered. His voice was shaky from the hard thrusts. Each
thrust that Coach Summers delivered pounded James' insides hard. That manly
boxer continued to receive the penile thrust as he groaned out his agreement.
"Yeah! Oh fuck! Hurt my ass, Sir! Yeah, pound it hard! Oh! I deserve it, oh
yeah! Fuck me! Oh! Fuck my ass, Sir!" The hard pokes had stimulated James'
prostate. That walnut-sized organ reacted with each stimulation, sending off
orgasmic-like signals throughout James' perspiring body. "Oh, fuck! I'm so
horny! Ah! You're fucking my prostate. Oh! Yes, Sir! Keep fucking me! Ah, Sir!"
he yelled, his mind reeling. Although James had just shot his cum, the urge to
cum dawned on him again. "Oh, I'm so horny, Sir. I can cum again, oh! Fuck yeah!
Keep doing my ass, Sir. I deserve it. Oh!"
Breathing deep, Coach Summers roamed James' sweaty torso with his callused
palms. His fingers were tantalizing both of James' hardening nipple heads.
"Yeah, you're a slut. You just cummed, but now you want to cum again. I would
like to see you cum. Oh! I'm quite horny, too. I can cum soon. Oh!" True to his
words, that coach had been aroused ever since he inserted the drill into James'
ass. It would take him very little time to spew out all he had in his balls.
"I'm so horny, slut. I'm gonna fill your ass with my cum. Oh yes! Ah!" The dick
head was drooling out strands of precum, coating James' insides. "I'm getting
hot. Oh! I'm gonna shoot my cum out and flood your sluttish ass, slut! Oh yeah!
You like it, don't you? You want a real man like me to dump my loads up your
ass, right? Well, I'm gonna cum soon. Get ready, slut!" Grunting, Coach Summers
increased his penetration rhythm. His hips were going up and down, slamming hard
against James' sweaty ass cheeks. "Oh yes! Ah!"
Rocking back and forth, James could almost breathe. The heavy weight of Coach
Summers' body pinned his body to the bench. That boxer could only heave heavily,
trying to pump air into his lungs. "Oh! My ass! Yes! Do me! Oh, Sir! Hurt me!
Oh! Fuck me! Yes! Sir, ah!" It was obvious that his coach would spill out his
cum soon for James could sense the approaching orgasm. Coach Summers started to
fuck James with greater strength. That was a sign that James' bowels would soon
be inundated with cum flood. "Oh! I like your cock, Sir! Yeah, keep fucking my
ass. My ass hurts but I still want to get fucked. Yeah, Sir, do me. Oh! Fuck my
ass!" Sweat dripped down his face but James did not bother to wipe it. His sight
was obstructed by the sweat. "Yeah, Sir, I can feel your dick. Oh it's so big!
Fuck me. Oh! Cum in my ass, Sir. Give me your gooey cum. I want you to cream my
ass. Sir, cum in my ass. Oh, I need your cum, Sir. Oh!"
"Fuck! You want cum? Here I cum!" Coach Summers yelled, feeling that cum had
been hanging on the tip of his dick slit. "Oh! Take my cum, slut! I'm filling
your ass with my creamy cock juice. Oh yes! Take it all! Fuck!" Soon afterwards,
Coach Summers' body began to shake violently. Then, jets of thick man juice
jetted out of his aching dick. Those gooey shots splattered James' insides. "Ah!
Fuck! I'm cumming! Oh yes! Ah! Take my cum, slut!" That coach could not stop
shuddering. Both of his strong hands were gripping James' shoulders for support.
But during the process, he put more body weight on top James' back. "Oh! Yes!
Ah! I love your ass, James. Yeah, I'm fucking cumming in you. Yes! Oh!" Again
and again, the burly strong body convulsed on James' body. The bench was even
creaking from the hard thrusts. Orgasmic groans were echoing inside that room,
intensifying the sexual atmosphere.
"Oh! Sir! I'm cumming, too!" James yelled suddenly. Finally, his cock had given
up to the continuous stimulation that his prostate received. Without even
touching his dick, James reached his climax. "Oh! Sir! I'm shooting my cum! Ah!"
Uncontrollably, that hard man meat shot out its first load. It landed on the
floor, joining the previous cum puddles which were created earlier. Shuddering,
James surrendered himself to the orgasmic pleasure. "Oh, fuck! I'm so horny!
Yeah! Oh! Fuck! Oh, Sir!" Passion had seized control of his body and mind. Like
a ragged doll, James' body was shaking as thick cum continued to spurt out of
his throbbing dick. "Ah! Sir, fuck me! Yeah! Oh! Fuck yeah!" Slightly, James'
naked body grew larger as his muscles contracted. Both of James' pointy nipples
were rubbed hard against the wooden bench as his body was rocking back and
forth. "Ah! My nipples! Ah! Fuck! Ah!" It seemed as if cum would keep spurting
out. But seconds later, the orgasmic explosion that they both had died down.
Breathing hard, they chose not to move while regaining their strength. The room
got hotter. The smell of cum permeated the air heavily. The only sounds that
were heard were the heavy breathing of Coach Summers' and James'. James' ass
hole still gaped open, not being able to clench shut. The coach's dick had
turned limp, slipping out of James' battered ass. A streamlet of cum flowed out
from James' pink ass hole. Sweat continued to drip down from their naked body.
Without disgust, Coach Summers hugged his favorite boxer and brought his face to
James' damp head. Burying his head among the damp hair, he inhaled the scent of
James' body. That coach also worked his hands to grope James' sweaty naked body.
But like most men, Coach Summers quickly grew sleepy after fucking James' ass
rigorously. James, too, found himself very tired after the hot sex session.
Closing his eyes, he muttered softly, "Thank you, Sir," before he, too, drifted
off to sleep.
END
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