The Ball Boy Experiment: Chapter 1: Try-Outs - Sex Stories

The Ball Boy Experiment: Chapter 1: Try-Outs

... papers, and if you're going to be trying out for the job of Ball Boy, a stunt like this could get you disqualified." '

That's good, remember he wants something from you. You have the power here.

'

"Sorry, Coach." For the first time, Sam wasn't meeting his gaze.

"Now in addition to being the judge of this... experiment, I'm also a teacher. And you're a student that's been misbehaving." Coach took a forceful step toward Sam, who began to raise his head. The twinkle was coming back into his eyes. "Now, I'm not much for capital punishment, but I do have two kids of my own, and I know a thing or two about discipline. Understand?"

Coach Ryan was now standing directly over-top of Sam. '

He really is a tiny little thing, isn't he?

' "Yes, Coach." Sam said, mischievously.

"Yes, '

Sir

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"Yes, Sir, Coach." Ryan didn't really care what Sam called him, but he thought it sounded sexy. Sometimes Lacey wanted him to make her call him "sir".

"I think it only fitting for you to drop and give me 20 push ups." Ryan crossed his arms. Sam stared up at him, with a look of confusion.

"Sir?"

"You heard me. On the floor."

To his credit, Sam obeyed. He laid prone on the ground, and then pushed himself back up. As Coach expected, the exercise wasn't hard for Sam. Ryan silently removed his belt.

"Maybe this ought to teach you some manners. Just because you're not on the team yet doesn't mean you can go snooping into thing that don't belong to you. " He ...

... pulled his pants down and kicked them aside.

"Yes, Sir Coach." Ryan hooked his finger under his underwear, and pulled them down below his dick, which was hardening quickly. Sam had chosen a different skirt this time, a pink one, and black panties. It was as revealing as yesterday, and Ryan had to stop to admire the view.

"After all, you wouldn't someone to go poking around your stuff, burrowing into places they don't belong." He sank to his knees, rolled forward, and let his body fall on top of the boy.

"No, not at all, Sir CooooOOOF!" Sam's breath was pushed out of him as the full weight of the man hit him. The way Coach had fallen, his crotch was right over the boy's ass, and Coach's chest over Sam's head. After shifting around a little, Coach had worked his dick between Sam's cheeks, hotdog style.

"See? Not so nice is it?" Ryan offered.

"I don't know, Sir Coach. Doesn't seem so bad from down here." Sam thrust backwards, sticking his butt into the air, and began to wiggle it side to side. They were full on grinding, now. After sliding back and forth between his but, Ryan's dick managed to slip underneath the lacy blank panties. '

God, if my wife saw me now.

' He didn't want to imagine it. Coach Ryan loved his wife. He couldn't picture his life without her. And yet...

"Mmmm, that feels great, Sir Coach." Ryan had to agree. After taking his much needed night's rest, he had regained his sexual appetite, and it was showing in his body's movements. He was ...