Becoming a Rugby Bitch, Chapter 5

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Becoming a Rugby Bitch, Part 5
Cosmic Charlie - cosmic709@yahoo.com
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On the Monday morning after Coach Perry had given Ryder over to Adam Bates, he wandered through the student union hoping to find Josh. He was well aware that Bates had a tendency to take things way across the line, and he felt the need to do some damage control. Josh was still fragile, and if things went too fast he would become resistant rather than more pliant. Perry's ultimate goal was to make Ryder into a bottom bitch who would serve him at the drop of a hat. That meant he had to keep Ryder in a good head space.

He found Ryder at a table by himself staring down his breakfast. Perry walked up and noticed that the food was untouched.

"Not hungry?" he asked.

Ryder looked up. The pensive look on his face turned to apprehension and then lust when he saw the coach. Perry sat down at the table without asking.

"What's going on?" Perry asked. When Ryder didn't say anything, Perry said, "Really, you can talk to me."

"I've just been thinking a lot about all of this stuff."

"The sex stuff?"

"Yeah." Ryder said quickly. Perry reached over and grabbed his knee and squeezed. "Sir." Ryder added with a little bit of a smile.

"Does it bother you? What we're doing together?"

"I don't know. I guess I've always had these desires but I never thought I'd act on them. Now . . . fuck Coach, I did things in front of my roommate." Ryder's face turned red.

"Did he care?"

"No. He was cool about it and said he didn't mind having a gay roommate. When I got home he told me I couldn't touch his stuff, but otherwise he doesn't care."

"Did you like doing it?"  Perry asked. He wanted to slowly walk Josh through the experience to try to get him past the guilt and to notice how much he had enjoyed himself.

"At the time. Yeah." Ryder said.

"What parts?"

"I know it sounds sick, but I like getting used, humiliated, made to do things I wouldn't do otherwise. When Conor was there, in the room, it just made me harder."

"Then what's the problem?" Coach Perry asked.

"I feel so fucked up afterward." Ryder said.

"You're only going to figure yourself out if you keep moving forward, Josh. Eventually things will start to make sense. For now, don't over think it." Perry stood up. He put his hand on the back of Ryder's neck. He wanted to maul the kid right there in the cafeteria but had to hold back. "Just follow your cock," he said.

Perry walked away. He knew that later in the day, when Ryder was back in the all male atmosphere of the locker-room, surrounded by beautiful bodies and big dicks, his desires would outweigh his guilt. Sure enough, when Ryder began to change into his practice clothes, Perry noticed that his dick was hard. He walked over to the kid and grabbed him just as he was about to pull on his jock.

"Skip that today." Perry said, "I want you to go commando."

"But . . ." Ryder started to say.

Perry grabbed the back of his neck. "Remember who you're talking to."

Ryder put the jockstrap back down. "Yes sir." he mumbled.

When the team was assembled in the warm-up room, Perry broke them into two groups. Ryder's group would head outside to run drills and then would return to do circuit training. Ryder ran the drills and then moved on to the weights. Like the rest of his group he was soaked with sweat. Ryder and his group started lifting. The intense cardio had kept his mind off of sex, but now he couldn't keep his eyes to himself. As he spotted one dude, Ryder's eyes would drift down to his crotch. When he was doing bench presses, he would look upward and hope to get a glimpse of underwear or cock through a loose pair of shorts. Every man in the room was a sexual object to him.

The spotting, touching, and high-fiving worked on him. He felt like two guys. One part of him was acting out a role - being a jock and bro among his friends. The other part of him was dreaming of getting with each of these guys. His body went on autopilot, while his mind cooked up fantasies.

Ryder had no idea that his dick was hard or that anyone had noticed until his teammate Tyler, the senior who was spotting him, said, "You thinking about some girl, Ryder, or are you thinking about me?"

Ryder snapped out of it and gave Tyler a quizzical look.

"Your dick's hard, bro," Tyler said. "I know I'm a stud and all, but really."

"It's not . . ." Ryder started to say.

"No, I get it man. Irresistible stud helping you lift weights. Big hairy legs straddling your face. Junk hanging over you. If I'd have known, I would have been more careful." Tyler smiled while he talked.

"Dude, I'm not . . ' Ryder said.

"Man," Tyler said in astonishment. "You're still hard." He reached down and grabbed at the tent in Ryder's pants. Ryder freaked. One touch too many and he would blow a load. He pulled away quickly and fell off of the inclined bench.

"Whoa, dude. I was just playing around." Tyler said. "You don't have to freak out."

The other guys had now gathered around and someone asked Tyler what was going on.

"Nothing. I was just teasing him for throwing a bone." Tyler said. He looked down at Ryder, "It happens to all of us, man. I was just hazing you a little hazing because you're a newbie."

"You got the hots for us, Josh," Another senior named Tanner said with a big grin. "We're pretty irresistible."

Ryder's face blushed beet red, and he saw a glimmer of understanding pass between Tyler and Tanner. Up until now, they had just been teasing him. They didn't really think he was gay. Now something about Ryder's demeanor made them doubt that he was straight. Maybe it was the fact that he was still on his knees in front of them or that the tent in his pants was just as visible as before. In any case, they figured that maybe Ryder hadn't been thinking about a girl after all.

"No prob, man, if that's what you're into." Tanner said tying to not sound like an asshole.

"Yeah, bro." Tyler said. He held out a hand to help Ryder up. "I was just playing around."

Ryder was burning with embarrassment, but he didn't deny what they implied. He sat there, tight-lipped. "It's ok." Ryder said finally. "I was just zoned out, that's all."

Coach Perry had watched it all from behind the two way mirror in his office. Ryder drooling over the guys, pitching a tent in his pants, and them eventually seeing it. It went exactly how he had planned.

After he finished lifting, Ryder went to his locker. Bates was nowhere to be found, and Ryder breathed a sigh of relief. The last thing he needed at this point was to confront Bates' naked body. Instead, when he turned around he found Tyler, standing behind him with a towel wrapped around his waist. His chest glimmered with clean water. He had to be Greek or Latin because his skin was a dark olive color and his nipples were dark, dark brown. Ryder glanced at his rippling stomach before looking up at his face.

When he looked at Tyler's face, something happened to Ryder that had never happened before. His heart skipped a beat, his dick throbbed, and his ass twitched. The guy was so beautiful. Tall, dark, and handsome. He had an angular face, perfect white teeth, and deep brown eyes. His hair was buzzed short and framed his face perfectly.

Ryder just barely muttered a "Hey," while he moved his hands to cover his crotch.

"Hey," Tyler said. "About before, I was just joking around. If it hit too close to home, I'm sorry."

"Thanks, but I'm really not . . " Ryder stopped. Should he really deny that he was gay, yet again? He paused as he considered it.

"You'll figure it out, bro. Don't worry about it." Tyler said before walking away.

Ryder was about to hit the showers when Coach Perry walked by him. "Skip the shower, boy, and come by my office."

Ryder's cock was hard again. He didn’t feel even a little divided. Whatever was going on with Perry, he liked it a lot. He closed up his locker and went to Perry's office to meet the coach. Perry was wearing a pair of red track pants and a gray college t-shirt. A whistle hung from his neck.

"Fuck, that Tyler Manning is a stud, huh?" he said to no one in particular.

"Yes, sir." Ryder said back.

"And you pitched a tent right in front of him. Well done. You're turning into a real cock-hound." Perry said. "You know, I've never been able to get a read on that guy, but maybe he'll come after you."

Ryder blushed. The thought that someone like Tyler might, even just possibly, be interested in him seemed impossible.

"Don't fool yourself, boy." Perry said. "You're a hot commodity."

Perry got up and walked toward Ryder. Some part of Ryder still feared Perry. He was a huge man, hairy and strong. His body gave off an odor of masculinity and sweat. As he came forward, Ryder's fight or flight instinct always kicked in, and he felt nervous. Perry walked around him and grabbed one of his ass cheeks.

"You are one pretty boy. I fucking did right when I picked you." Perry said. He continued to massage Ryder's ass cheeks. "Fuck me. Your ass is amazing."

Perry dropped to his knees behind Ryder and pulled down the back half of his shorts. He buried his face in the sweaty ass crack and licked from the bottom of Ryder's balls to the top of his crack. The boy tasted like sweat, and smelled like the locker-room. Ryder groaned loudly when Perry's tongue touched his hole and pushed backward. Perry responded by thrusting his forehead forward and knocking the kid off balance. Ryder caught himself on the corner of the desk.

Perry stood back up. "God, I love your sweaty body. You guys all get me so hot. That's why I need a boy like you, Josh. I need someone to relieve the pressure."

He grabbed onto Ryder's neck and rubbed the muscles. He was rough at first but got gentler as he moved his fingers up toward Ryder's hair line. Ryder tensed up when he first touched him but slowly relaxed. Perry lulled him into a stupor and then said, "You like being my boy, don't you. My boy, who'll do whatever I want."

"Yes, sir." Ryder said.

"You're mine?" Perry asked.

"Yes, I'm yours, sir."

"From now on, I want you to come to my office first thing in the morning to see if I need a blow-job. And check with me everyday after practice. No more slinking off and no more avoiding me."

"Yes sir."

Perry laughed a little. "If I told you to go and find Tyler Manning right now and ask him if you can suck his cock, would you do it?" Ryder's body tensed up and then relaxed.

"Yes sir."

"Really?" Perry asked with surprise.

"I would try, sir."

"Good. Now take off your clothes." Perry said.

Ryder stripped off his practice jersey and shorts. Perry picked the shorts off the ground and lifted them to his nose. The smell of teen jock, not quite a man yet, filled his nostrils. His dick throbbed as he smiled and sniffed again. This was the smell that woke up his inner warrior. It made him feel alive and made him want to conquer the body that produced it.

"You know what I'm going to do, right?" Perry asked.

"Yes, sir. You're going to fuck me." Ryder said.

"Good answer, boy," he said, "Seeing that you're still here and you're not running away, you must like that idea."

Ryder didn't say anything.

"Did you like it last time, boy?" Perry asked.

Ryder hesitated. "A little. Mostly it hurt. But sometimes, I liked it."

"You'll learn to love the way I make you hurt." Perry said. "That's the secret about butt fucking. The hurt is what makes it fun."

Perry bent in and kissed Ryder along the jaw line. He moved his mouth up to Ryder's ear and then bit down hard. He wanted to confuse the boy with a mix of pleasure and pain, slowly getting him used to the fact the he was there to get Perry off. He lifted one of Ryder's arms and took a quick lick at his pit - more sweat and stink for him to lick up. He rubbed his face in it and then moved to Ryder's nipple. Again he bit down hard and this time he felt Ryder's body tense up. At the same time, he felt the kid's hard dick stab him in the thigh. Whatever his mind might think, Ryder was clearly in the mood for sex. Perry moved back to Ryder's mouth. Ryder opened up for him and didn't resist the kiss at all. Perry reached down and grabbed Ryder's cock and balls. Slowly he increased the pressure, squeezing harder and harder until Ryder started to whine into his mouth. When he released his grip, he immediately started to jack Ryder's dick. The boy moaned from the sudden pleasure.

Without talking Perry moved over to the couch and sat down. He pulled off his shorts and patted the inside of his leg. Hypnotized by Perry's massive cock, Ryder walked over and fell to his knees. He took the head of Perry's dick into his mouth and sucked. The coach slid back his foreskin and let Ryder lick up a day's worth of dick slime before pushing him down to his balls. He gave Ryder a minute to acclimate to the heat and moisture of his crotch before pushing him lower. Ryder hesitated.

"I don't want to force you boy. Get your mouth on my asshole." Perry ordered.

Ryder still didn't go for it. Perry bent over, reached down, and grabbed Ryder's left tit. He twisted harder and harder until Ryder finally pushed his face into his crack. As soon as he felt the boy's tongue on his asshole, Perry grabbed the kid's skull and pushed him into his crack.

"That's right boy." Perry hissed as he lifted his legs, "Make out with my asshole. Get your tongue in there."

Ryder kept licking him, but never really went for it like Perry wanted him too. It would take a few sessions before he enjoyed licking ass as much as he liked sucking cock.

Perry pulled Ryder's face out of his crotch. "Learn to love it fag, because a good rim job is expected. You worship every part of your man's body. Got it."

"Yes sir," Ryder said.

"You want my cock now, boy?"

"Yes sir." Ryder said, and Perry could tell he genuinely meant it.

"Then lick my asshole like you mean it. This is your only chance." Perry said.

Ryder pushed his face back between Perry's legs and licked at his asshole. It was a tentative lick. Perry grabbed the back of Ryder's head and shoved him forward hard. "Get the fuck in there cock slut." he growled. He held Ryder's head against his body tight, determined to either get a proper rim-job or to choke the boy out. Finally, Ryder shoved his tongue against his asshole and started to lick it like it deserved. Perry released some of the tension. "That's right, boy, not as bad as you thought, huh?"

He let Ryder go at his ass for a few minutes before he pulled away. Perry sat on the couch with his legs spread eagle. His massive ten inch dick stood up in front of him like a pillar of marble. His foreskin had peeled back just a little bit, framing his big piss-slit. A river of precum oozed down the side. Perry slid his hand up and down his shaft, watching as Ryder gazed at his dick.

"You ready for it?" Perry asked.

"Yes." Ryder hissed.

Perry tossed him a bottle of lube. "Get it ready, then."

Ryder poured the lube onto Perry's dick and gently rubbed it over every veiny inch of the man's cock. Perry almost laughed because Ryder was being so gentle and attentive. He couldn't tell if the kid was anxious about getting fucked or excited. When Ryder finished, he grabbed the lube and turned his boy around.

Ryder's perfect ass bulged out toward him. He drizzled the lube down Ryder's ass crack and worked it into his hole with his index finger. Ryder moaned a little when he rubbed his hole.

"Feel good, boy?" Perry asked.

"Yes, sir." Ryder said.

Perry pressed his finger against the hole and began to work it in. Initially Ryder pulled away but then he pushed back.

"That's right, boy. Fuck yourself on my finger."

Ryder rode the coach's thick digit for a half a minute until Perry pulled it out. "OK, boy. Climb up onto me."

Perry leaned back on the couch. Ryder climbed up over him and planted a knee against each of the coach's hips. He waited patiently for the coach to make a move. Finally, Perry reached up and grabbed one of his nipples. He twisted hard and saw Ryder wince. "Fucking get me off, boy." he yelled.

Ryder reached behind him and grabbed Perry's dick. It was hot, slick, and throbbed in his hand. It felt harder than it had ever felt before. He lined it up with his asshole and pushed down. The pain was intense as his hole opened up, but he knew that if he didn't get it in quickly, the Coach would put it in for him. He bore down and kept pushing until the coach's fat cock-head finally slid inside of him. Perry moaned loudly and put his hands on Josh's thighs, gently pushing him downward. Ryder got about four inches into his ass before he pulled back off. The pain was milder than it had been the first time he got fucked, but he still felt stretched out to the limit.

Slowly, Ryder rocked back and forth on Perry's dick. The feeling of warmth and tightness that surrounded his cock was incredible, and Perry wanted more. He matched Ryder's down stroke with a little bit of a thrust and dug in another two inches. Ryder groaned in pain.

"Don't think about how it feels for you. Think about how it feels for me." Perry said.

Ryder looked into the coach's eyes. Earlier he had been excited to get fucked, but now he wasn't so sure. On top of feeling like his ass was being torn in half, his thighs were burning. He'd done a bunch of squats just an hour before, and he could barely keep himself upright.

"Take it, boy. Just take it all." Perry said. He put his hands on Ryder's hips and pushed him downward. "Do it." he said sternly.

Ryder slowly slid downward. He felt a pain deep inside his gut, like Perry had hit a wall and couldn't go any further. He relaxed and let the big cock slide in even deeper. Finally, he felt Perry's thick pubic bush tickling his balls and he settled down into the Coach's lap.

Perry leaned back and closed his eyes. "Ride me boy. Ride me until I shoot my cum in your gut."

Ryder started to move his hips up and down. It took a minute, but the Coach's dick no longer felt like an invader in his body, and he started to enjoy the feeling of it sliding in and out of him. Being on top, and sort of in control, gave him the opportunity to pace himself. Soon, his own dick was hard and a moan of pleasure escaped his lips.

Perry opened his eyes, "You're starting to like it, aren't you."

Ryder smiled as he slid back down onto the coach's dick. "Yes, Coach." he said.

"Go a little faster,"

The coach closed his eyes again, and Ryder picked up the pace. He never would have guessed that he would be riding a man's cock like a chick, but here he was. The Coach's awesome torso stretched out in front of him. Solid and firm, dark brown hair covered the tan skin. Ryder let his fingers dance through the hair on the coach's stomach. His eyes wandered up to the coach's nipples and then to his hairy armpits. Ryder bent forward and licked the coach's chest. The smell of sweat and man-musk surrounded him.

"That's right boy. Let your inner cock slut out." Perry groaned, "Let yourself love this."

He grabbed onto the back of Ryder's head and moved him up to his pit. He'd already discovered that the kid had a thing for the way a man smells, and he might as well use it to his advantage. As Ryder began to lick away at his hairy pit, he stopped riding Perry's dick, so Perry started to gently fuck his ass. After several minutes, he felt like he was going to blow.

"I'm going blow my load inside you, boy." Perry growled. "You want that?"

He pulled Ryder's face off of his chest by the hair and looked at Ryder in the eyes. Ryder looked half drunk with lust and nodded.

"Start jerking yourself off. I want you to cum with me." Perry said.

He started to thrust upwards into Josh's ass deeper and more strongly. He used his hands to move the kid around on top of his cock, ensuring that he would be stretched and poked in every way possible. Finally, Ryder started groaning, and Perry pulled out at least five inches. The boy started to cum and his asshole rhythmically clenched down on the Coach's cock. Perry groaned and thrust in deep, letting his nuts expel his load. He felt blast after blast of cum fill Ryder's insides. It seemed like he let out a gallon of nut. His eyes  closed and his head fell backward. When he finally looked up, he saw the rivers of cum across his chest and harsh reek of semen filled his nostrils. Ryder was still planted on his dick, and looked half exhausted and half amazed.

"Jesus fuck, boy." Perry said as he looked at the ocean of cum pooling in the ripples of his stomach.

"That was amazing . .. sir." Ryder said. He pulled himself off of Perry and started to lick up his load. His leg straddled Perry's thigh and he could feel his own cum dripping out of the kid's ass. Finally Ryder finished giving Perry his tongue bath. Perry stood up and walked over to his desk.

He handed Ryder a book on massage and told him to study up. "Your test is this Friday," he said, "I don't want to have to show you what happens if you fail."

Perry walked over and picked Ryder's clothes up off the floor. He took one last sniff at the teen jock's clothing before tossing them into Ryder's lap. "You're turning into a good fag, Josh. You're starting to get it. Don't forget to come by tomorrow morning to see if I have a load to feed you."

Perry turned his back to Ryder and pulled his own pants back on. When he turned back around, Ryder was still sitting on the couch. He had a sad look in his eye that Perry recognized. Post orgasmic guilt was starting to settle in and Ryder was trying to decide whether or not he liked what had happened. Perry decided to make sure he came down on the right side.

He walked over to Ryder and lifted him to his feet. He grabbed onto his chin and said, "You're a good boy, Josh," then he pressed his lips against Ryder's. He ran his hands across the back of his boy's body and caressed his ass. When he broke off the kiss, the sadness was gone. Ryder's eyes were once again filled with lust.

"I'll see you tomorrow, sir." Ryder said with a smile.

"8 am." Perry said firmly, before showing Ryder out the door.

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Hope you blew your load. If there's something you want to see in this story, let me know and I'll see what I can do. I've gotten lots of good ideas, and I kind of get off hearing about your dirty fantasies. Thanks for reading. Charlie