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

The Ball Boy Experiment: Chapter 1: Try-Outs

... That's how Coach Ryan had found himself here, balls deep in teenage boy ass from dawn to dusk. He'd never cum so much in one day, not even when he was a young college stud. Of course, he wouldn't call himself old now. At 33 years, he felt more alive than ever. That was mostly due to his exercises, which he did religiously, but also all the sex he was having. It was like releasing his inner animal, with each new applicant making him hornier than the last.

Even so, he wasn't a machine, and by the end of the day, it was becoming harder and harder to cum. The last two boys had to just finish themselves off, and offer an apology to the Coach that they couldn't get him there. When the last boy left (a dark skinned little thing named Alman), Coach felt a bit relieved. He was tired, and his cock felt like it had been through the ringer. In a way it had. He leaned back in his chair, thinking about what tomorrow could possibly bring...

And then, there was a knock at the door. '

Must be Mike, he'll be about to start his after-school duties.

' "Yeah?" Coach yelled to the door. He was half paying attention, as he was focusing on wiping down some excess cum from his desk. Alman had clearly been saving a big load for the day, and had made quite the mess. As he was working, the door creaked open slowly.

The figured that entered the room, was not Mike the Janitor. It was smaller, with short black hair, unkempt and ruffled, and hit a pink hair band across the top. They were ...

... wearing a green tank top, underneath a black zip-up sweater, and a short black skirt, atop a pair of tall, pink leggings. Coach Ryan had not seen a lot of hentai, but he imagined that this is what those characters looked liked. The figure was the textbook example of androgyny. Short, and cute, but clearly very muscular. Not big, by any means, but well defined. Not an ounce of body fat anywhere, but was clearly a runner, or a swimmer. Coach Ryan didn't know if the figure standing before him was a boy or a girl. He had to be a he, as that was what was required of the position of Ball Boy.

"Sorry I'm late, Coach," the boy? said, looking him right in the eyes. He would be the first of the hopefuls to do so this early.

"Um, yes, I... that's okay. Come in, please." Coach Ryan stood, hastily. His nervousness was returning to him again. "Sorry, I wasn't expecting you. The try-outs were supposed to end 10 minutes ago. Unless, are you here for something else?"

"No", said the boy, stepping into the room, and closing the door. "I'm here to fuck you."

Ryan was speechless. The other boys had all been timid, and had to warm up to the idea of having sex with a teacher. But this boy was confident. "Sorry, I'm running late. Are you still available to take applicants?"

"Well, I am going to be leaving soon. Tomorrow, we'll be having our second day of try-outs, you could maybe come back then?" Coach Ryan didn't know if he'd even be able to fuck this new-comer right now, although he had ...