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Subject: college ball-3 Jeremiah University is a predominately black college campus in
Minnesota Maryland. It’s a large school, and very well received by the
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Guide Association Of America. There was a large library, an
auditorium, a sports center, a stadium, a student hall, an academic
building where classes resumed, male and female dormitories, a clock tower,
and several houses where the college fraternities and sororities pledge.____________________________________________________________________________COLLEGE-BALL-3 Tyrome dressed in the locker room, ignoring Clarence as he strolled
out Nude Preteen Boys into the locker naked with his towel drooped over his shoulder. Tyrome
new he was just trying to entice him. He slammed his locker shut and headed
back up to the coach’s office for the second time that day. He was
extremely nervous about meeting the coach this time, as coach Brown had
caught him fooling around with the new player in the shower room just
moments ago.
He knocked on Brown’s door (something he didn’t normally do as the
door was usually open). “Come in!” yelled the older man, as Tyrome twisted
the door knob and walked in.”You wanted to see me again, Coach?” asked Ty, nervously.”I wanted to commend you for breaking the ice with Clarence…” said Coach,
sitting behind his cluttered desk. “…I know you and Clarence hadn’t been
getting along since he joined the team, but when I asked you to make an
effort, I didn’t expect you to go ALL OUT like that!”"Sir…?” asked Ty, lost.”I keep telling you I can see without these reading glasses, Ty…, I SAW
you down there in the shower giving Clarence head!”
Ty’s mouth dropped open. “Don’t worry, you’re secret’s safe with
me…, anything for the team, right?” smiled Coach Brown.”But Coach, I didn’t…”"I’ve got eyes, Ty…, I saw the cum all over your chest for Christ’s sake!
Don’t lie!” said the Coach.”But I’m not! Clarence is the gay one…!”"Clarence is…?” asked Coach, skeptically.”Yeah! He TOLD me so when we were in his hotel room…!” explained Tyrome.”Whatever! All I’m saying is…, what a way to take one for the team!
You’re the best Captain this school’s ever produced, son! And I want to
make sure you’re rewarded for it!”"uh…, thanks Coach, but I really didn’t do anything…” said Tyrome,
trying to prove his point.”Don’t be modest, son…, just watch where you go around sucking player’s
off…! We don’t want rumors spreading that we have a gay team this year!
It could affect our game!” warned Brown, causing a knot in Ty’s
stomach. “Now Nude Preteen Boys
go on…get yourself some rest! You deserved it today!”
As Tyrome turned and walked away, Coach Brown found himself
reaching down under his desk to massage the hardon he had stretching across
his thigh. Tyrome exited the stadium feeling even more angry and depressed
than before. Now not only had he been tricked into getting his butt fucked
by a rookie player fresh out of high school, but now coach Brown thought HE
was the gay one who sucked dick in the locker room! And to top it all off,
he lost a bet with Clarence and had to let him butt fuck him again, –as if
the first time wasn’t Nude Preteen Boys humiliating enough!
When he got there, he found the freshmen all lined up on the front
lawn in their jock straps, their bare asses facing the crowd of spectators
who admired them or laughed at them out loud. Several of the newbies looked
completely embarrassed, while others ignored the taunting of the crowd and
stood with their heads high. Key members of the team (Derek Wilson, Carter
Sanborne, and Jason Outlaw) were harassing the players, making them march
in place or do calisthenics for the audience of mostly females onlookers.”Yo Ty…!!” called Derek Wilson, running up to the star player as he
walked up the front walk carrying his gym bag. “…see what we made the
newbies do?” he laughed, pointing at them all (minus Clarence) in their
jock straps. “We were thinking of making them march around campus like
that…, whadda you think?”
Tyrome looked at the embarrassed players doing jumping jacks in
place, and felt shame over their humiliation (now having experienced it for
himself).”Whatever, man…where’s Clarence at?”"I dunno. Up in his room, I guess. Yo, it’s a shame we can’t make HIM do
these exercises too…, but you and coach brown made him an untouchable
when you signed him up!” signed Derek.”Yeah…, it’s a shame.” agreed Tyrome. He would have loved to have seen
Clarence put in a humiliating position like that, just to get back at him.
Ty went into the frat house and ran up to his room. He threw his
gym bag down on the floor as he slammed his door in frustration. Nude Preteen Boys How could
he have gotten himself in such a fucked up situation? His asshole was still
feeling the sensations of Clarence’s expert finger fucking in the
shower. He knew he’d have to pay up sooner or later, giving the player what
he wanted in order to keep his promise.
For the next couple of hours, Ty worked on his academics, reading
his study books and writing his papers for classes tomorrow. Even though he
was a star player with a bright future in the NBA, he still needed to get
his education in order (or so said his parents). He looked at his watch to
see it was already after 9pm, as his stomach started to growl in hunger. Ty
was somewhat surprised that Clarence hadn’t come knocking on his door by
now, demanding some owed ass from the handsome captain. Nude Preteen Boys Grateful for small
wonders, Ty made his way down into the frat kitchen, looking for something
to eat. Just then the front door opened, and in walked the entire
basketball team carrying 10 large pizza boxes.”What’s going on?” smiled Ty, as a pizza party soon went under way. Boxes
flew open, revealing pepperoni, sausage, chicken, mushroom, pepper & onion,
cheese, bacon, broccoli, ham, and meatball pizzas.”Clarence ordered us dinner!” smiled Carter, digging into one of the boxes.”Yeah man, he’s kool!” said another player (Derek). “I’m glad we couldn’t
make him strip to his jock in the front yard!”"I’ll pass…” said Tyrome, going back upstairs hungry. Clarence was
getting in tight with the team (on and off court), becoming one of them
while alienating Ty from them in the process.”What’s wrong with him?” asked Jason, the token white player for the
school.”You kidding, man? Did you SEE how well Clarence played in practice today?”
asked Mikiah Washington, wrapping his lips around a sausage slice. “Ty’s
gotta be worried Coach’ll replace him with Clarence before the season’s
over! They boi’s a natural!”"But Ty’s got game, too!” defended Jason, loyally.”But Ty’s in his last year, Clarence is just starting out fresh! He’s got
four years to win a championship while Ty’s down to his last try to impress
the scouts! He NEEDS this Nude Preteen Boys
year to be a banner year for him, or he can kiss
a big contract goodbye!” At the top of the stairs, Tyrome heard every word being said about
him. He did need this year to be the one to put him on the map as far as
scouts were concerned. With a college championship under his belt, he could
argue that he was a player that could make things happed and demand a huge
salary. Or else he was just another forgettable player amongst
millions. Was this Clarence’s plan, to come in and take over the team from
up under his nose? Ty wasn’t about to let that happen. He passed Clarence’s room on the way to his room and wondered Nude Preteen Boys why
he hadn’t heard from the sadistic tormentor yet? What was taking him so
long to demand payment? He walked up to his door and listened, pressing his
ear to the wood. Sure enough Clarence was inside, probably studying. Tyrome
decided he wanted to get this bet over and done with, he didn’t want to
prolong his agony by allowing Clarence to loom his pending fuck over his
head days (weeks) at a time.
He knocked on the door.”Come in!” called Clarence, sitting at his desk in a skimpy pair of loose
shorts while writing his papers on his lap-top. He looked up, somewhat
surprised to see Tyrome standing in the doorway. “Yes?” he asked,
curiously.”I’m wondering when we gonna finish this bet?” asked Tyrome.”What bet?” asked Clarence.”Don’t `what bet’ me! You know damn well what bet!” said Ty, annoyed. “When
you gonna fuck me and get it over with?”"Is that how you ask for it?” asked Clarence, leaning back from his
computer. “No wonder you were a virgin when I met you!”"Fuck the jokes, man! I wanna get this done and over with as fast as
possible!” said Ty.”So you WANT me to fuck you?” asked Clarence, smirking.”Whatever, dude! Lets just get this over with!”"Not til you ask me nicely.” said Clarence, spreading his legs so Ty could
see his crotch. He reached down lazily with his hand and started massaging
his lengthy dick through the material. Ty watched the dick starting to
lengthen out the bottom of his shorts.”Fuck you! That’ll never happen!” yelled Ty, exiting the room in a huff.
Ty returned to his room, pissed at Clarence as well as himself for
getting put in this position again. He couldn’t believe he bet his ASS on
the line, knowing he’d already been fucked over once already. What was it
about this guy that got under his skin? Several days passed, as Tyrome waited and waited for Clarence to
make his move. Every night after practice, he expected Clarence to knock on
his door to demand payment from their bet. It got so bad at practice that
every time Clarence looked at Tyrome (even on court while the ball was in
play), his mind wondered if tonight was the night? He couldn’t concentrate
on anything but their bet, and when Clarence would want to cash in? During
one practice game, Ty did so badly at reading his teammate’s signals that
he fumbled or lost the ball over 10 times. Coach Brown shook his head
furiously, blowing his whistle as he pulled Ty off the court.”What the fuck is your problem, Rome? Why can’t you keep your mind on your
game?” asked Brown, yelling at the star player in front of the whole team.”It’s just my game, Coach…, my mind has been elsewhere lately!” he said
in his defense.”And I know WHERE!!” said Coach, looking at Clarence out on the court,
running from one end to the other as he was passed the ball behind Mikiah’s
back in a smooth move as he took the ball all the way up to the rim for an
easy lay-up. Coach Brown watched Tyrome’s facial expressions as he watched
Clarence score yet another 2 easy points. “MY office in 5 minutes!”
demanded Brown, walking off Nude Preteen Boys the court.”Not a-fucking-gain!” groaned Tyrome.
The team continued to practice while Ty headed back up to Nude Preteen Boys the
coach’s office for another impromptu meeting. Ty took one more look at the
team as they began passing the ball to Clarence more and more, he grumbled
to himself jealously as he turned and ran up the back stairs to Coach’s
office.”Close the door, Tyrome.” ordered the coach as he sat behind his desk. Ty
closed the door, Nude Preteen Boys still in his sweaty practice uniform. “As you know, I’ve
coached hundreds of players over my many years here at Jeremiah
University…, and I’ve seen more than a few players with your situation
come and go.”"My situation…?” asked Ty, confused.”Yeah…, gay.” explained Coach Brown.”Gay??” asked Tyrome, offended. “I’m not gay Coach!”"Ty…, c’mon…seriously…I was there, remember? I SAW you on your knees
in the shower with Clarence…giving him head!”"I never gave him head!” defended Ty.”It’s okay, Ty…, I understand! I won’t blow your game, I know you’ve got
a good cover going on with all the fake girlfriends in your life!”"They’re not fakes…” said Ty, having fucked every single last one of
them.”I’ve worked with gay players before…, I KNOW how to keep it secret!”
said Coach Brown. “In fact, I’ve kept a lot of secrets over the years…,
some that would make your head spin!” admitted the coach. “I had this one
player about 6 years ago that liked to give head in the men’s room of the
stadium through a gloryhole. He was a GOOD cock sucker, too! Could deep
throat with the best of them, now he’s an NBA player!”
Ty’s eyebrows went up. Was the coach saying he had gotten head from
one of his students? Was the coach gay? And that so called student HAD to
be Tomas Jackson, of the Chicago Bulls. He was Coach Brown’s last pro
student. Tyrome laughed to himself as he pictured the 6-5 all star on his
kness sucking dicks in stalls. Coach Brown pushed back his chair, exposing the large lump in his
sweat pants. Ty couldn’t help noticing it immediately. Brown reached down
and groped himself openly, almost absentmindedly. “I’ll keep my mouth shut
about what I saw…” said Coach, “…I wouldn’t want to see one of my best
players outted before his career even got a chance to get off the ground!”
he said sincerely. “But my silence comes with a price…” he added, much to
Ty’s shock. “…you know I get horny too, watching all you young players
prance around the locker room in your jock straps and bare asses!” Ty’s mouth dropped. “Coach…” he gasped, unable to believe his
ears. “…are you saying that you’ d keep my secret if I…put OUT for
you?”"You make it sound cheap!” said coach, insulted. “C’mon, Ty…, it’s not
like you ain’t never sucked a dick before…, besides, we go wayyy
back. You just met Clarence!”
Ty nearly choked at the irony. Here Ty was being accused of being
gay while all this time the Coach was a faggot living right up under their
noses! And he would never had known had it not been for Clarence tricking
him into getting butt Nude Preteen Boys fucked. He stared at Coach Brown in amazement. HE
actually wanted him (Ty) to suck his dick? His old 45 yr old dick!
Ty felt himself about to throw up.”Coach…I…I can’t…” he said, physically repulsed by the idea.
But before Ty could say anything else, Coach Brown stood up and
exposed his hardon. Tyrome backed up Nude Preteen Boys
when the older man’s 10 inch dick came
into view.”I’ve had my eye on you for awhile now, Ty…, but I never thought you were
down like that!” admitted Coach.”Honestly Coach…, I’m not!” denied Tyrome.”You don’t have to play games with ME, son…I understand…” said Coach,
crossing the room to grope Ty’s crotch. “How bout I do you, first?” he
asked, falling down to his knees like a slave.”Coach, please…” said Tyrome, shocked by his older man’s actions.
Coach pulled down Ty’s gym shorts, but Ty gripped the waistband,
fighting to hold them up. “Coach…!” he called, trying to snap him out of
it.”Don’t worry about it, Ty…no one’ll know but us!” assured Coach, yanking
down his jock.”No…!” protested Ty, feeling molested as the Coach leaned forward and
took his soft penis into his mouth.
Ty backed against Nude Preteen Boys
the closed door as Coach began to feed on his
dick, humming hungrily as he pulled the flaccid phallus with his strong jaw
and lips, forcing it to grow bigger against the owner’s will.”Shit…” groaned Tyrome, giving in as his dick swelled to full mast.
Coach Brown pulled off long enough to sit back on his heels and
admire his handy work.”Nice piece of meat you got there, son!” he smiled, staring at it
lovingly. “I knew your dick would be nice…, you’re a handsome fella.” he
finished, taking it back into his mouth.
Ty felt the Coach envelop his dick all the way down the slight
curve of his shaft and into his tight Nude Preteen Boys throat. Ty moaned as his entire dick
was sucked expertly for the second time this month by another man. He
couldn’t believe the Coach (a man he loved and respected as a former
basketball player for 3 years) was a dick throating fag! Ty could do
nothing but stand there and allow himself to be molested by the older
man. His brain told him `this was wrong’, and that he needed to get out of
there pronto before it went any further…, but his loins said `a blow job
is a blow job, and a hard dick had no conscious’. Coach Brown smoothed his lips up and down the brown shaft before
him, taking it all in at the base. He enjoyed the way it curved down into
his throat as he mashed his face into Ty’s sweaty pubic hairs.
Brown breathed in deeply whenever he buried his nose in the hairy
bush, intoxicating himself on the 20 yr old’s manly scent. Coach Brown’s
brain swooned from the aroma as he sucked harder and took the dick
deeper. His hands roamed up and down Ty’s muscular legs as he squeezed and
groped his firm masculine ass cheeks. Ty’s balls slapped against the
Coach’s chin every time he took him deep. He dragged his lips back and
forth, milking the shaft as he felt the player up with his big strong
hands.”Oh shit…” moaned Ty, feeling himself getting close.
Coach Brown took that as a warning and backed his lips up to the
head and began nursing it like a baby calf. Ty’s body trembled as the
Coach’s tongue attacked the sensitive head and underside, causing his dick
to throb in the man’s mouth. Coach Brown could taste the pre-cum which
formed plentifully at the tip. One hand gripped Ty’s Nude Preteen Boys muscular ass while the
other gently twisted his tightening balls sack. Tyrome knew he was reaching
the point of no return when he felt the Coach’s fingers graze his tight
butt pucker.”Awww sshhhhhiittttt…!!” he cried aloud, unable to hold his excitement in
any longer.
Brown reached up and stuffed four of his fingers into Ty’s mouth to
shut him up, he didn’t need the player’s downstairs to hear what was going
on up in his office.
Ty panted and moaned as he unconsciously sucked the Coach’s thick
fingers while his own dick pulsed and shot out 7 full spurts of hot rich
cum, filling Coach Brown’s sucking mouth to capacity. Brown drank the thick cum down, sucking heatedly along the
pulsating shaft for more. He loved the taste of the player’s sperm,
hollowing his cheeks as he tried to vacuum out the last drops.
Ty collapsed back against the door, his body physically exhausted
as the essence was sucked clean out of him. Brown continued to service him
until Ty’s dick was totally limp, then Brown rose to his feet and tried to
push Ty to his knees to reciprocate.”No…, no, I can’t…” protested Ty, fighting to stay upright.”Why not?” asked Brown, dying to get into the player’s mouth.”Because…” said Ty, his mind searching for a believable answer. “…I’m
in a relationship…, –with Clarence!” he lied.
Coach Brown stopped pushing him down and eased up, his dick
starting to soften in his hand.”Why didn’t you say so?” asked Brown, backing off. “I didn’t know…, I
certainly would have respected your boundaries!” said the Coach,
disappointed.”I, uh…, I was too embarrassed to admit it…” lied Tyrome, wiping the
sweat from his brow as he pulled up his shorts. “…but we’re really into
each other!”"Good. I’m glad you’re both working it out!” said Coach, tucking his
shinking dick back into his sweat pants. “We’ll, uh…, we’ll keep this
little indiscretion between us, right?” he asked, not wanting to cause any
trouble between him and Clarence.”Yeah, sure…, sure!” answered Tyrome, still shocked as he turned for the
door and practically ran back down onto the court.
Coach Brown shook his head at the thought of two players dating. He
chuckled as he closed his door and pulled his dick back out of his pants to
relieve himself some pent up pressure, the taste of Ty’s cum still fresh in
his mouth.____________________
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