1. Training a Jock Slut Chapter 4


    Date: 7/27/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Blackmail, Gay, Humiliation, Male Domination, Author: Philip Faras, Rating: 93.3, Source: sexstories.com

    thick layer of white spunk. Brody becomes a fully fledged whore After 14 days of Brody’s anal theatrics in the driveway, his ass had been stretched to max capacity. He had gotten the final plug firmly lodged inside his jock cunt. Coach was giddy with excitement. Both the slut and his master knew what this meant. The stud was ready for his first dicking with a real man’s cock. Coach wanted the memory of being filled by his hot piece of meat to be seared into the slut’s mind. Brody had to remember this moment for the rest of his life. Coach finished making his final touches when the doorbell rang. “Right on cue.” Coach was relishing the moment. He had waited to sink his gorilla dick into the jock’s ass since the moment he laid eyes on it. And the time had finally come. He opened the front door expectantly and was not disappointed. The slut knew how to follow orders, that was certain. A trembling Brody waited nervously. He was wearing his wrestling suit as ordered. He was panting from the five mile run Coach had made him do. And all this was done with the boy’s cunt stuffed with the butt plug. Coach had the foresight to make Brody drink water that had been spiked with twice the amount of the stimulant. And boy was he glad he did. The sight of the jock almost made Coach cream his pants. It was like Adonis himself was submitting himself for Coach to use as he pleased. The muscle whore was shiny with sweat. His spandex suit clung to him like paint. And the drug, along with the ...
    plug in his ass had made Brody rock hard. His thick cock was clearly visible through the suit. “Get in”, growled Coach. He licked his lips as his slut walked up the stairs to the bedroom. His luscious ass swayed as he walked. Coach wanted to rip off the jock’s suit and fuck him right there on the stairs. But he controlled himself. “Everything in time,” Coach thought. He needed the first time he deflowered his slave to be done properly. Brody had reached the room and turned around, scared out of his mind. He knew this was the moment it was all over. His last shred of manhood would be gone forever. He would be Coach’s complete pussyboy. And the fact that his cock was rock hard the entire made Brody well up. Maybe this was what he wanted. Brody didn’t have any more time to go through an existential crisis. He felt Coach’s hulking body press against his damp body from behind. Coach’s hot cock was pressed against his spandex clad ass. He could feel it pushing into his ass crack. “Mmm, my boy smells ripe and ready”, Coach whispered into his slave’s ear. His massive hands groped Brody’s body, paying special attention to his pecs and nipples. Brody’s pink quarter sized nipples became hard instantly. The drug Coach had been feeding Brody was working tremendously. They had made his nipples so sensitive that just grazing them caused Brody’s cock to start leaking faster. Satisfied that his slut’s nipples were sufficiently raw and puffy, Coach moved on. His hands found themselves down to ...