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

The Ball Boy Experiment: Chapter 1: Try-Outs

... faster. He opened his mouth as wide as he could, and used his hands to stuff the entirety of Ryan's ball sack into his mouth. "MMMMMmmmm", he said, unable to form real words. The buzzing sensation set off a chain reaction in the Coach. He knew he was going to cum soon now, and he wanted more than anything to fuck Sam before he did. "Sam, if you don't stop, I'm about to--"

But Sam was still in control. With a wet '

plop

', Coach's balls fell out of Sam's mouth, freeing him up to say. "You don't get to decide when or how you come. Not when I'm around." And Sam slammed his mouth down around Coach Ryan's cock. Right to the base. Coach was a hairy man, and the bush above his dick was now burying Sam's nose. If the Coach wasn't blinded by his rising orgasm, he would have wondered how Sam could breath.

His eruption was intense. He instinctively gripped onto the arms of the chair as he entire body shook with the force of it. His cock was deep down Sam's through that it was likely he didn't taste any of it. Only after the last roaring echo faded did Sam begin to pull back.

Sam let the dick slide casually across his lips, snaking his tongue up the shaft as he did. When he reaches the head, he sucked the last drips of Ryan's orgasm from his tip, and then...

He began swirling his tongue around Ryan's cock head. Ryan, now extra sensitive tensed up. "Sam, please."

Sam did open his mouth, and let the dick fall back onto Ryan's stomach. It was still rock hard. But at ...

... the same time, he grabbed onto Ryan's balls, with force. Not enough to hurt him, just enough to remind the Coach who was really in charge here.

"Uh uh." Sam said after licking his lips. "You don't get to decide when you cum, and you don't get to decide when you get your dick sucked. You're in my world now."

He thrust his face against Ryan's taint and once again began liking every inch of his nether regions. Ryan (glad Sam was avoiding his sensitive tip) was feeling light-headed. Had he bit off more than he could chew, here? He knew he ought to exert his authority again, Sam had initially seemed to go along with it. But on the other hand, if Sam didn't want to play along, how might he react? Would he go and tell someone about this? The board had made it clear that if the experiment were to be found out, they would deny knowing anything about the Experiment. He would be fired. And his wife...

'

God, if Lacey were to walk in right now, she'd die.

' He thought of how he must look: wearing nothing but a tan polo, his underwear around his ankles, feet up in the air, and an androgynous think buried neck deep in his asshole. Luckily, Lacey wasn't here at the school, but...

Ryan's blood suddenly turned to ice. He shot a glance over to the door. '

I didn't lock the door.

' All it would take was one person to come marching in, and the game would be up. Could he stop Sam for a moment, so he could go and lock it? He had to try. "Sam, the door's not locked."

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