1. Training a Jock Slut Chapter 5


    Date: 7/29/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Blackmail, Gay, Humiliation, Male Domination, Author: Philip Faras, Rating: 80, Source: sexstories.com

    Reverend exclaimed with gusto. He was openly playing with his hard cock, watching the unbelievably hot display in front of him. Coach finally broke off the face sucking session with the jock. He was so turned on. His thick cock had hardened along his pant leg. But he wanted to save his load for the evening pounding session. He had some errands to run anyway. “Well, looks my instruction is over. Reverend, would you please take over? This boy needs plenty of practice.” The Reverend quickly took Coach’s place. He had also taken his pants off. Brody looked pleadingly at Coach. He could not do this with yet another man. But Coach was not moved. He was incredibly turned on at the idea that this old wrinkly man was going to be making out with a Greek god look-alike. He watched as the Reverend latched onto Brody’s face and mauled him with his tongue. He was also playing with the jock’s pecker, making it dribble its juices. He wished he could stay and watch. But he needed to get groceries. “Have fun you two!” Coach chirped cheerfully before closing his front door. The muffled whimpers of the tortured slut were barely audible as he left. Brody’s wrestling practice After losing his virginity to two slabs of man meat, Brody’s transformation from an alpha stud to a jock-pussy was almost complete. His ass was getting stuffed a minimum of three times every single day for the past week. His first fuck of the day would be in Coach’s office, early in the morning. It would be a hard and furious ...
    fuck that left Brody breathless and leaking. Brody then got speared by the Reverend as soon as he went home. This hole wrecking would often take a good thirty minutes. It appeared that the retired man would spend all day looking up new sex positions to try on the slut. And being as athletic as he was, Brody did not have much trouble being folded like a pretzel, presenting his pink, winking hole for a good stuffing. Brody would then be plugged up and sent home to do his chores and homework. Around 6 pm, Brody would take his jockstrap off and lie face down on Coach’s lawn. Coach would then come out and plow him into the ground. Coach seemed to relish fucking his bitch out in the open. In full view of the Reverend jerking on his porch, Brody would get power fucked for a good hour. The Reverend also never gave up an opportunity to spank the jock's perfect ass. He truly enjoyed those two perfect mounds of tanned muscle being turned a rosy pink. Brody struggled to hide his red cheeks in school after a particularly rough spank session. His teammates giggled to each other about how Brody still got spanked at home. All Brody could do was to endure the humiliating whispers. Because of his extra sensitive prostate and lack of masturbation, it appeared that all of Brody’s cumshots were only happening because of a hard cock in his ass. He no longer jerked off to get off. It was a fact that Brody struggled to accept. He was once a virile stud who now shot his huge loads simply by having a ...
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