The Team fag

Alright boys great game. Now get changed and get outta here.” I instructed the hockey team.

I stayed in my office until the locker room cleared out. As I made my way back out I saw Tucker sitting on the bench waiting for me still dressed in his hockey uniform. As I stopped in front of him, he looked up at me. As I stopped in front of him, he looked up at me.

“What’s up coach?” He asked.

“Not much Tucker. I just want you to know that I’ve been watching you and something has been catching my attention” I replied.

“Oh,” he questioned. “ Is it my skills? I really have been practicing. You know how badly I want to be on this team. I really am trying to make you proud”

“Oh yes I have noticed that, but that’s not what I want to speak with you about.”

“What is it then?” a worried look spread across his face.

“I’ve noticed you staring boy, a lot. At first I didn’t think much of it. I thought you were just watching your fellow players. Learning how to be a better, stronger player.”

“That’s exactly what I’m doing sir”

“No this is more than that. Because the staring doesn’t stop on the ice. In fact it gets more intense when we are here, in the locker room. In the showers.”

“I…I don’t know…what you mean sir.” he stumbled.

“Oh I think you do boy. I think you are a little fag. I bet that’s why you joined this team. To be around so many men.”

“ I’m not a faggot sir.”

I grabbed him by the hair and pulled his head to the side. “Don’t fucking lie to me boy. I thought you said you wanted to be on this team. I don’t allow fucking liars.”

“I’m not lying sir. I’m not a faggot. I have a girlfriend and everything” he pleaded.

“ I’m going to give you one more chance boy. You lie to me again and you are off the team.” I pulled his head back so he was looking me directly in the eye. “Are you a faggot?”

He didn’t answer right away. I could tell he was struggling to tell me the truth or not. Finally he responded softly. “Yes”

“ I’m sorry boy, I couldn’t hear you”

“I said I’m a faggot sir. I’m sorry, I’ve never told anyone before. You’re right I am a faggot tho. It’s why I joined the team. To be around so many men. And you! I mean you are such a man, I will never be anything like you. I’m sorry sir. Please don’t take me off the team.”

Now the truth was pouring out. I knew from the moment I saw him that he was a fag. I’ve been fucking fags for years. Picking them out became second nature now.

“That’s what I thought boy. Open your mouth.”

He opened his mouth like the good obedient bitch I knew he would be. I opened mine and let my spit fall from my mouth into his. I watched as his eyes rolled back. This little faggot was in heaven. Once I filled up his mouth with my spit I instructed him to swallow.

I let go of his head and pulled down my shorts. While I was waiting for the locker to empty I put on my old jockstrap. This jockstrap was covered with stains from my piss sweat and cum. it was absolutely rip and fags like him loved it.

I grabbed him by the back of the head and smashed his face against it. Fuck, yeah boy smell that take a deep fucking breath. That’s what a real fucking man smells like, I held his head there so that all he could breathe in was that stench.

After holding his head there for a few moments, I let go . “ I bet you wanna fucking taste it don’t you boy”

“ Yes please coach anything please let me fucking taste it. I’ll do anything you say.”

“ That’s what I thought, go on taste it”

And like a sucker fish that boy’s mouth was glued to my jock. He was gonna fucking suck the stains out. Within seconds my jockstrap was soaked with a spit. I let him suck a little bit longer, and then pushed his head away. He looked up with me with his baby boy eyes.

“ I think you’re ready to taste something else” I said, as I pulled my jockstrap down. My hard 8 inch cock flopped out, and his mouth fell open. “ get on your knees, boy” I step back so that he could get on his knees. “ go ahead and lick it boy don’t use your hands just your tongue.”

I watched as he flipped his hat around and placed his tongue on the base of my cock and licked it all the way to the head. He licked the drop of pre cum off and went back down to the base. He didn’t miss a fucking inch of it. Once my cock was covered with his spit I grabbed him by the hair again and demand he open his mouth and stick out his tongue. I slapped the head of my cock against his tongue a few times and then slammed my cock down his throat. He gagged and tried to push away but I held him there.

“I thought you wanted this fag? Don’t fight it boy. The quicker you understand that you are nothing more that a fuck toy, a hole for me to use the better” he began to relax” that’s it boy. Damn your mouth is so wet and warm. Fuckkkkk”

I gave his a second to get used to it before I began face fucking him. Fags like him needed to be broken hard and fast. Yeah he said he wanted this and we both knew he did. But when dumb fags like him have to much time to think they get confused.

The sounds of him sucking and gagging on my cock filled the locker room. Fucking music to my ears. I could feel the cum churning in my balls. I was getting close but this mouth wasn’t the first place I wanted to cum. I pushed him off my cock and watched the spit run down his chin. Not gonna lie this little fag looked hot.

“Take off your Jersey, shirt and pants. When I get back I want to see you in just your shoulder pads and jock”

I stripped of my shirt as I made my way into the office. I grabbed the Vaseline out of the top drawer and make my way back out to where Tucker was waiting.

Damn his ass was fat. Thick in all the right places. I took the lid off the jar and dipped two fingers in and coated them well. I ran my fingers over his hole and he started moaning like a little girl.

“You like that boy?”

“Mmmmm….yes coach… I love the way …you are touching me. I’ve dreamed and jacked off to this thought …so many…times”

“ Tell me what you want boy”

“Please stick them in my hole”

“It’s not a hole, it’s a pussy”

“I’m sorry sir…..please stick them in my pussy”

Tucker moaned loudly as I slid a finger inside his clearly virgin hole

“Ohhhh fuckkk coachhhh”

He cried out as I added another

The front of his body went down and his ass further up as I started finger fucking him

“Coachhhhhhh, I never… knew it would…it would feel.. this good. Please…don’t stop….ohhhh…fuckkk. I need your cock daddy..I mean coach please fuck me”

“If I put my cock inside your pussy that means it belongs to me. I own it, I own you. That means I get to fuck you, whenever and wherever I want. Before and after every game and practice, on the weekends.”

“ Yes sir, whatever you say just please give the that cock. I belong to you now. I swear I’ll be a good boy daddy I promise!!” He pleaded

“ Okay fag. Keep fingering your pussy.”

I pulled out my fingers and watched the mindless slut reach back and start fingering his hole. I greased up my cock nicely and removed his hand and replaced it with my cock head.

“Oh fuckkkkk coach” Tucker called out as my cock tore his hole open. I didn’t stop tho, I kept going until I felt is body against mine. His body began to shake

“I think…I’m …cummminggg”

I reached around and slid my hand into his jock. Seconds later I felt his dick pulse and cover my hand with his cum. I pulled it out and shoved it in his face.

“Fucking clean up your mess”

“I’m sorry coach I couldn’t help it” he said in between licks.

Once my hand was clean I grabbed him by the hips and started working my cock in and out of his hole. When he started to loosen up I forced him to lay down completely and with all of my weight I began fucking him harder.

His moans and whines filled the room. Don’t get me wrong I love a loud bitch but I was afraid if anyone walked my they would hear. So I reached over and grabbed my jock and shoved it in his mouth. Did helped a little bit you could still hear him cry out his time I buried my cock inside him

Again I could feel I was getting ready to cum. “Fuckk boy this virgin pussy feels so good on my cock. I fucking love jock fag pussy. I’m about to fucking cum” I forced him back up on his knees.” Do you want it boy?” I saw him nod his head “take out the jock.”

I watched as he ripped it out

“Yes!!” He shouted. “Please coach, please cum inside me. I swear I’ll be a good boy. I’ll do anything you say just please keeping fucking me I want to be your fag to forever.”

That was all I needed to hear. I grabbed him by his pads and slammed my cock inside him one last time as I unloaded load after load inside his pussy. I held him there for a moment. Both of us panting and dripping in sweat. He moaned loudly as I pulled my cock out. I looked at his puffy pussy, my cum starting to drip out.

I stood up and slapped his ass. “Go get yourself cleaned up. I want you here an hour before practice tomorrow so I can dump a few loads in you before we start. And no more jerking off. That cock belongs to me now. I want you nice and horny tomorrow. Good and dumb and ready to whatever coach says.”

“Yes sir” he said getting to his feet. “And um coach this stays between us right? I don’t want the other players looking at me differently”

“Yeah sport this stays between us” I replied. “For now” I said under my breath.