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The football coach was pissed when he stormed into my choir rehearsal. He was a young man of 24, just out of college. He was also a large man, standing 6’4”, with a narrow waist, broad shoulders, and muscled arms and legs. I was 57 years old, 5’9” tall, balding, with a pot belly. His star quarterback, 18 year old Jon Smith, was in my choir and had missed the last concert so I gave him a failing grade. Jon was incredibly good looking with a quarterback’s body, tall and lithe.
The coach approached me calling me humiliating names. “You fat, piece of dog shit, cock sucking, wimp of a faggot!” My choir sat stunned in silence. I tried to quiet the coach down and was rewarded with a punch to the gut. I fell to my knees and moaned in pain. He grabbed me by the remaining hair I had and raised me up. He spit in my face and kicked my balls. I crumpled to the ground again and looked to my wife, who was playing piano, for help but she was entranced by the muscular alpha male who was pummeling her husband of 33 years. She had a look of pure lust in her eyes. The coach grabbed my hair and yanked my head back, ordering me to look at him. “You’re going to change Jon’s grade to an A aren’t you faggot?” As I started to answer he spat a large loogey in my mouth and told me not to talk with my mouth full. I swallowed it and started to answer again when he pulled my face into his crotch and rubbed his athletic short covered cock all over my face. “Jon, do you have any snot you need to get rid of? Cause I have a human toilet right here for you to spit it in! How about you, Wifey? Why don’t you get those fine tits over here and use your fag husband’s mouth.” Jon and my wife both walked over to me and spit green gobs of phlegm in my mouth. The coach then started to roughly grab her tits and pulled her in giving her a long tongue bath.
“Pull my cock out faggot. It’s time your choir saw you for the pathetic cock sucker you are.” I pulled the largest fattest cock I had ever seen. He grabbed the back of my head, while still kissing my wife and pulled me onto his cock. I immediately started choking and gagging which just caused him to laugh. After I had nearly passed out he pulled out of my mouth and sprayed his cum all over my face and hair and finished by pissing in my mouth. He then grabbed my wife by the hair and pulled her to the back room.
Jon pulled his cock out and said, “I guess this means I’m playing.” He stuck his cock in my mouth and started to fuck my face just as I heard my wife screaming from the back room.
The football coach was pissed when he stormed into my choir rehearsal. He was a young man of 24, just out of college. He was also a large man, standing 6’4”, with a narrow waist, broad shoulders, and muscled arms and legs. I was 57 years old, 5’9” tall, balding, with a pot belly. His star quarterback, 18 year old Jon Smith, was in my choir and had missed the last concert so I gave him a failing grade. Jon was incredibly good looking with a quarterback’s body, tall and lithe.
The coach approached me calling me humiliating names. “You fat, piece of dog shit, cock sucking, wimp of a faggot!” My choir sat stunned in silence. I tried to quiet the coach down and was rewarded with a punch to the gut. I fell to my knees and moaned in pain. He grabbed me by the remaining hair I had and raised me up. He spit in my face and kicked my balls. I crumpled to the ground again and looked to my wife, who was playing piano, for help but she was entranced by the muscular alpha male who was pummeling her husband of 33 years. She had a look of pure lust in her eyes. The coach grabbed my hair and yanked my head back, ordering me to look at him. “You’re going to change Jon’s grade to an A aren’t you faggot?” As I started to answer he spat a large loogey in my mouth and told me not to talk with my mouth full. I swallowed it and started to answer again when he pulled my face into his crotch and rubbed his athletic short covered cock all over my face. “Jon, do you have any snot you need to get rid of? Cause I have a human toilet right here for you to spit it in! How about you, Wifey? Why don’t you get those fine tits over here and use your fag husband’s mouth.” Jon and my wife both walked over to me and spit green gobs of phlegm in my mouth. The coach then started to roughly grab her tits and pulled her in giving her a long tongue bath.
“Pull my cock out faggot. It’s time your choir saw you for the pathetic cock sucker you are.” I pulled the largest fattest cock I had ever seen. He grabbed the back of my head, while still kissing my wife and pulled me onto his cock. I immediately started choking and gagging which just caused him to laugh. After I had nearly passed out he pulled out of my mouth and sprayed his cum all over my face and hair and finished by pissing in my mouth. He then grabbed my wife by the hair and pulled her to the back room.
Jon pulled his cock out and said, “I guess this means I’m playing.” He stuck his cock in my mouth and started to fuck my face just as I heard my wife screaming from the back room.
