The Freshman Quarterback by Keegan Kennedy

Author:Keegan Kennedy
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: gay, domination, submission, bondage, spanking, bareback, jocks
Publisher: Keegan Kennedy

Without further explanation, Coach Bader pushed me forward to his desk and shoved me facedown upon it.

With my ass up in the air, I was very exposed. My rigid seven inches was rubbing against the corner of the desk.

“Don’t move!” He ordered huskily.

With my heart racing, I listened as he rifled through what I assumed to be his gym bag.

“For what I’m gonna do to ya next.” The big guy was behind me again. “I’m gonna have to stuff your mouth to keep ya quiet, because you’re gonna scream so loud that they’ll hear ya all the way to Texas!”

My body trembled from fear of this unknown. I wasn’t sure what Coach was going to do to me, but it didn’t sound pleasant.

Leaning over me, I felt his sweaty chest on my back. He reached around my face with some wadded up cloth in his right hand. I caught a whiff of whatever it was—it smelled strongly of a combination of jizz and piss. Spotting the red and blue stitching, I realized that Coach was about to shove his dirty jockstrap into my mouth.

As I opened my mouth to protest, he shoved his balled-up jock between my lips, stuffing every fiber in with his long and thick fingers.

“Mmmmpppph!” I tried to object.

Before I could spit it out, his right hand covered my mouth.

I wiggled on his desk and bucked underneath him.

“I wore those for three days in a row, cocksucker, and jerked off in ‘em twice! Hope ya enjoy the taste.”

I heard tape ripping.

Removing his hand, he quickly sealed my lips together with the same roll of white athletic tape that he’d used to bind my wrists behind my back. He stretched the tape tight, and it pulled my skin as he swiftly circled my face and neck with the adhesive.

After wrapping several layers around my stuffed mouth, he ripped the athletic tape and patted the edge down on my face.

“Mmmmmppphhhh!” I screamed into the gag as the taste of Coach’s piss and cum filled my mouth.

Being gagged by Coach Bader seemed to be becoming commonplace…

“You’re mine now, bitch,” he growled in my ear, and then, his hands moved to my cheeks and he squeezed them. “With that smart-ass mouth of yours gagged, I can stuff this big cock in between these cheeks of yours and fuck your ass like a pussy.”

Oh fuck! Coach was gonna fuck my ass?!

Looking over my shoulder, I shook my head vehemently. Using my eyes to plead with him, I couldn’t reason my way out of this.

His predatory eyes were focused in on my ass.

But I was a dude—not a chick. I had an ass—not a pussy!

“Mmmmpphh!” I shook my head, trying to rise up off of the desk. “Mmmmpphhh!”

His right hand moved to the small of my back and his left hand moved in between my cakes.

This was what Coach had meant by me never being the same after my punishment. He was gonna use me like a chick––a faggot...

His fingertip found my clenched asshole, and he rubbed his finger against it.

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