Coach's Office By Roy

 

Coach's Office By Roy 
(an original story that was formerly available on BadPuppy; photos were added separately by me)

The mid-afternoon sun was beating down on my back the duration of football practice, and I was in no mood for Coach Smith's continued yelling about my slacking off today. He finally crossed my last nerve and I told him I was doing the best I could. He stormed up to me and said that he was sure he could adjust my attitude. He ordered me to run 10 extra laps at the end of practice. By the time I finished the extra laps, the rest of the team had already left.

The locker room was empty. My shoes made a clicking sound on the tile floor as I crossed the locker room towards Coach Smith's office. I nervously knocked on the wooden door, the sound filled the locker room. From behind the door, I heard the power in Coach Smith's voice as he ordered me into his office. "It took you long enough to finish those laps", he barked. The anger in his voice caused me to fear this man for the first time. "I am sorry for the trouble I caused today, Sir", I meekly replied. " Oh, you will be sorry, young man", Coach Smith said in a low angry voice.

He slowly opened the top left drawer of his disk. He removed a large clear Plexiglass paddle. As he swung the paddle back and forth, the air whistled through the holes that had been drilled in the paddle. With each swing, I began to sweat. He then removed a well worn leather batter's glove, he slowly put his large hand in the glove, adjusting the fit until the leather was like a second skin on his large hand. He slowly walked around his desk and went to the door and turned the lock. The sound of the lock filled the empty locker room and filled me with a feeling of anticipation.

Coach Smith stood behind me and placed his massive hands on my shoulders, "It's time we started with your attitude adjustment, young man", he said. He ordered me to stand with my hands on his desk, "You must be kidding" I asked. "Either do as I say or you're off the team" he barked back. I slowly stood He jerked back the wooden chair that I had been sitting on. I bent over, placing my hands on the desk. Coach Smith rubbed the Plexiglas paddle over the center of my ass. I heard the air whistle as Coach Smith took the paddle back, the anticipation of the blow filled me with strange sensations; both of tread and excitement. Coach Smith lingered with the return blow, he seemed to sense my anticipation. He said nothing as his powerful arm brought the paddle down against my upturned ass. Even with my practice pants on , the blow sent a pain through my body, my knees almost buckled. I heard the whistle as the paddle as he readied for the second blow. My body tensed as the blow was delivered. With each blow the pain increased, and so did the strange sensation of excitement. Coach Smith delivered ten hard blows to my backside.

 As Coach Smith walked around his desk, I straightened and started to turn toward the door, " Where do you think you are going? We're not finished" he stated loudly. My heart almost stopped when Coach Smith ordered me to remove my practice pants. I started to refuse, but before I could, he informed me that the punishment would worsen the longer he had to wait. My hands trembled has I unlaced the front of my pants. I slowly removed my pants and placed them on the wooden chair. I stood before Coach Smith with just a jockstrap and a jersey on. Strangely my body began to tinkle with the anticipation of the pain that was surely to come. Coach Smith ordered me to return to my position over the desk. Coach Smith stepped behind me and slowly ran his hand over my burning backside. As his fingers touched my ass, I became strangely aroused. Coach Smith removed the wide leather belt from his pants, I heard a cracking sound as Coach Smith snapped the belt together. My body trembled and I started to feel a burning in my groin.

The first smack of the belt on my scarlet ass sent my body jerking forward. Coach Smith grabbed the back of my jersey and brought the belt down against my ass. With each of Coach Smith's powerful blows, the stinging pain of my ass brought my cock to stiffness. When Coach Smith finished, my swollen cock pressed against my jockstrap, Coach Smith jerked me upright. I hoped that he did not see my swollen cock. I noticed a strange grin on his face. "I see someone enjoyed our lesson. Maybe I need to continue" Coach Smith said through a grin. He pulled me towards the wooden chair and laid me over his knees. He positioned my swollen cock over his own manhood. He started to rub my burning ass. H then raised his gloved hand and brought it down on my waiting cheek. First the left cheek, then the right. With each slap of his hand, I felt his cock press against mine. He continued to rub my ass between each blow. After an additional 10 slaps on each cheek, his hands started to explore my scarlet and purple ass.

His fingers forced their way towards my asshole. This was the first time anyone had touched the inside of my ass. My body became aware of his probing fingers as he slowly pressed them into my hole. The pain of the spanking was soon replaced with the pleasure of Coach's probing fingers. "Breath deeply and relax", Coach Smith whispered in my ear, I took a deep breath as he pressed his fingers deeper into my body. I was soon aware that I enjoyed his probing and tried to open myself to him. I felt his hardened cock moving against mine. My body trembled. He removed his finger from deep inside my body. Sweat soaked my jersey. Coach Smith told me to stand. As I did so, I could see his cock pressing against his zipper. Coach Smith rose from the chair. His hand came up between my legs. He firmly squeezed my balls and cock. My body started to buckle, but Coach Smith held me tightly. "Ever had someone play with your cock before?" Coach Smith asked. "NO," I said through trembling lips, " Should I stop?" he asked.

Again I answered no. Coach Smith slowly raised my sweat soaked jersey, exposing my hairless chest to the cold air that filled the room. My nipples started to harden. Coach started to slowly lick my nipples. He removed my jersey and brought his mouth over my hard nipples, his teeth barely touching my tender nipples as his tongue rolled against the tips. My body started to tremble from this new sensation. I pressed his head harder against my heaving chest. He unbuckled his pants. The sound of his zipper couple with my increasing moans of pleasure filled the office. Coach then removed his shirt. I was overwhelmed by the site of his nearly naked body. His sweat glistened on his smooth muscled body, my trembling hand reached out to touch a man's chest for the first time. The touch of his bare chest, sent a feeling of total joy through my body. I looked into his icy blue eyes. I wanted this man. He pulled my head towards his, he pressed his lips against mine. I felt his tongue trying to part my lips. I willingly gave in. His tongue explored my mouth deeper then any girl's I had kissed before. My hands started to explore his chest, my fingers caressed his nipples. I wanted to taste the sweat on his chest. I kissed and licked the area around his nipples. My first taste of another man's sweat was more intoxicating then anything I had ever drank before.

Coach Smith pressed me against his desk, his hands slowly caressing my stomach. As he lowered his hands towards my swollen cock, my breathing started to become shallow. His hands played with the top of my jockstrap. He slowly pulled the sweaty straps way from my body. The chilled air touched my hard cock as the jockstrap dropped to the floor. Coach Smith's hands slowly made their way along my legs, his very touch sent electricity through my body. His hands stoped just inches away from my balls. I held my breath as his hand tenderly rolled over my balls. He caressed my cock. My knees buckled, Coach Smith caught me and layed me on his desk. His mouth slowly lowered over my cock. I felt the wetness of his mouth, his sharp teeth scraped the head of my cock as it entered his mouth. His lips pressed against my groin. The sensation of the suction of his mouth on my cock was like no other sensation I have felt before. I felt as though I would explode. Coach Smith continued to suck my cock and balls. His finger was again pressing against my waiting asshole. He stoped sucking my cock long enough to lick two of his fingers. He then returned his mouth to my cock and started to explore my ass with his finger. My asshole did not give way to his long finger. With gentle yet firm pressure, he inserted his finger into my hungry ass. Soon his single finger is replaced with both fingers. My moans intensify, I felt a sensation I have never felt before. Coach Smith sensed my pending explosion. He removed his mouth and fingers. He looked down at me and smiled. I watched as he removed his own jockstrap. I saw, for the first time, how large and hard his cock is. He started to stroke his cock, "It's time for you to lose your virginity" he said as he stroked his cock with force. He reached into his bottom drawer and took out a small tube of clear liquid and a condom.

  I stared at his cock as he slowly rolled the condom over the plump head of his cock. The condom covered his cock with a tight fit. "This will help," he said as opened the clear liquid and smeard it over his cock. He then smeared the cool liquid on my asshole, and with his finger, inserted some inside me. He pulled me closer to the edge of the desk, raising my legs high in the air. I felt the juicy head of his cock press against my asshole. He grabbed my hips and pulled them towards him as he pushed his hard cock against my ass. I felt a pain like no other as his head made its way up my asshole. I let out a small yell as he entered deeper in to my body. I was filled with a pressure as his body presses against my upturned ass. He stopped and told me to breath. I feel him begin to remove his cock. As the head of his cock began to leave my body, he

forced it deep inside my waiting hole. My body arched with the force of the pressure. He began to move back and forth like a piston. He pressed his body against mine. Our mouths met one another. I could feel his blood engorged cock as he fucked me, he started to fuck me harder and faster. He removed his cock from my body. His warm cum shot over my belly. He spread it gently over my stomach and then took my cock in his mouth, sucking harder than before. I soon felt the pressure of my cum rising in my cock. I pushed his mouth away from my cock right as it shot a load all over his cheek. I was afraid he would be angry. He wiped my cum from his cheek and kissed me gently on the mouth."I am going to need another attitude adjustment again real soon," I informed him. Coach smiled as he gave my wet ass a hard smack.

How I Became a Boyhood Exhibitionist:

A certain kind of CMNM experience

This experience was originally posted by Bill Williams to another group. It was subsequently distributed on the Thorngay Yahoo group mailiing list on January 27, 2008. It represents one boy's sexual development (into manhood) that is heavily centered about being exposed to other males, particularly in situations of helplessness (an important sub-theme for some CMNM enthusiasts NOTE: the photos were added (by this author: sunbunz - since Bill did not (and could NOT (LOL) provide his own).

[From thorngay Y! Group]

       There were enough [good] responses to my first email and the brief summation of some of the things I did to myself as a teen that I will now post my "Boy Scout Story"  [supposedly all true. ]

      I first realized I was an exhibitionist at a very early age, even tho I did not know what the word meant. I started out running out the back door and around a tree in the back yard in just my underpants. I don't know if it was the exhibitionist in me coming out, or if it just felt good running around like that, or just because it was "naughty". ?? 

Of course, I progressed to doing the same thing completely naked, and I really liked doing 

that; something more daring? ?I would sneak into my sister's room once in awhile, when nobody was home, and would put on some of her underpants and walk around the house that way. I even swiped a diaper off the neighbor's clothesline and would put that on, sometimes walking outside wearing just the diaper. Pretty soon tho, that became "old stuff", and I wanted to do something else, something more daring!

 When I got a little older I was allowed to ride my bike away from my house, as long as I stayed within a mile or 2, even in the early evening. 

There was a forest preserve about a mile from my house, that had a river running through it. During the day, there was hardly anyone in the park, just 1 or 2 people fishing sometimes. I would ride over there, go behind some bushes and take off my pants and underpants, and ride along the path wearing just a long T shirt. That was really neat, especially when I would meet someone on the path and have to really be careful not to stand up and show that I didn't have anything on under my T shirt. I had some really close calls, but that just made it more fun.

I progressed to riding my bike home like that, especially in the early evening. Sometimes, just as it was getting dark and just as a car was passing me, I would stand up, baring my butt just as the car passed me. That, too, soon got to be old stuff. Then I got the idea that it would be really neat if someone would see me totally naked. I guess that is when I progressed from being a little nudist to a full fledged exhibitionist. I would go near the end of the woods near the highway, take off all my clothes and walk along a path, jumping into the bushes if I though I heard someone coming. (Never saw anyone, tho). Then I would turn back, go right to the edge of the trees and when I saw a bunch of cars coming, I would run across the clearing, stark naked, until I was sure they saw me, then back in to the woods, get my clothes, get dressed, and go home. 

One day I saw a school bus with a bunch of kids going to camp or something, and when I was in the middle of the clearing, totally naked, I heard them shouting and laughing, and I knew a whole bus load of kids had seen me naked. I was so excited I could hardly sleep that night.That' s when it really started to get interesting. And I evolved into the "liking to be laughed at and humiliated" state of my life.

There was a Boy Scout Camp in the forest preserve, pretty far back in. One day, I was riding my bike along a path, (completely dressed for a change), when I ran into, (almost literally), a group of them hiking along the path. They were all a little older than me. An idea began forming in the back of my head. I went back the next day, and sure enough, the scouts came along at almost the same time.


 I scouted (no pun intended), along the path and found a clearing that had a bunch of tall trees, some with low hanging branches, about 6 feet off the ground. I went back the next day, almost 2 hours earlier. 

I had a 2 "choker" dog collars that were chains with rings at either end. You would slip the chain through one of the rings and form a loop that was supposed to go over the dog's head, and when he pulled on the leash too much, the chain would kinda choke him, making him slack off. Well, if you put on hand through the loop and then made another loop at the other end and put your other hand through, your hands were pretty effectively "chained" together. If you had the right size chain, it could be really difficult to get it off, especially if your hands were chained behind your back.

Anyhow, I got to the clearing and found a tree that had branches low enough that I could jump up, grab it and start climbing. I took all my clothes off. I put my socks in my shoes and tied them together, and threw them up into the tree. They caught on a branch about 12 feet up. I tied my jeans in a knot and wrapped them around a rock and then threw them as high as I could. They caught on a branch almost 20 feet up. Then I did the same with my T shirt. It wound up just above my shoes. 

My underpants were next. I wrapped them around a rock and threw them as high as I could. They caught on a branch just above my jeans.? I was now totally naked with all my clothes up in a tree. ?? I had given a lot of thought as to how I would chain myself, so as to give myself maximum "exposure". 

If I just chained my hands behind my back, I could bend over or 

kneel down and keep myself covered, and of course, that would not do. I wanted to be fully exposed when the scouts came by. So I decided I would chain myself to another tree. I also figured out that if I just wrapped my arms around the tree, only my bare bottom would be exposed. So I figured out that if I got on my hands and knees, backed up to the tree and fastened my ankles 

together around the tree, then leaned back and chained my wrists behind me and around the tree, I would be a kneeling position and fully exposed , with no hope of covering any part of me. So I backed up to the tree, and while I was getting my ankles chained, my bottom was rubbing against the rough bark and getting me kinda excited. I finally got my ankles chained, straightened up and after much effort, got my wrists around the tree and chained.

I then realized that I would not be able to get loose without some help. I had to wait, chained naked to that tree, for almost an hour,all the time trying to think of what to say when they found me. About an hour later, I heard them coming along the trail, and I started getting a little scared. I really did not know what they would do. When the first of them came into the clearing, he just stopped and stared at me. Then the others saw me and they all came over and just stood around looking at me. 

I told them some guys had caught me riding my bike and 

pantsed me, and then threw all my clothes in the tree. All this time they just stood there and looked at me, most of them smiling and snickering. I also noticed that a couple of them were getting woodies, seeing me naked and chained like that. And being the only one there that was naked and chained to a tree with a bunch of older boys staring at me was getting me excited too, and my dick started to get hard too. They finally got me loose, and when I started to stand up I kinda stumbled from being chained up like that for so long, and 2 of them grabbed my arms to help hold me up.

Wow! Two older guys, fully clothed and me naked, holding me up. (one of them had his hand on my bottom) With 12 other guys looking at me. By this time I had a full hard on. Just couldn't help it. I was so excited. The best was yet to come. Nobody offered to get my clothes out of the tree, so that meant I was going to have to climb the tree, totally naked, with all 14 boys watching me. I walked over to the tree, and turned around so that I was facing them. I jumped up and tried to grab the lowest limb, but I couldn't reach it. After trying a couple times, with my dick flopping up and down with each try, two of them came over and held their hands cupped together so I could stand on them and they could boost me up and grab the limb.

I got a hold of it and hung there, fully stretched out so 

everything was showing. Then I lifted my legs and hooked them over the limb, kinda spread out so that my asshole was in full view. I think I even tried to pucker it a little. After hanging like that a bit, I swung up and started climbing, making sure I stopped a little every time I was fully stretched out or spread out. I also had to scoot along some of the limbs, dragging my balls and bottom along the rough bark. I sure couldn't get dressed up in the tree, so I as I reached each article of clothing, I dropped them on the ground.

When everything was on the ground, (I was at the highest point

in the tree), I started to (slowly) work my way down, again stopping every so often and spreading my legs. I finally got down to the last limb and swung down, again holding on and hanging there as long as I could. When I dropped down, I "stumbled" and fell over backwards with my legs going up over my head. Then I got up and started getting dressed. And not one of them took his eyes off me until I finally pulled up my pants.

Spanking - a form of CMNM fun that combines many of sexual attractions we seek

 

Spanking is an erotic activity  - not only as sexual gratification - but for the part it plays in discipline (father-son, coach - athlete, officer-soldier), in individual and group man-to-man communication, in a dominant/submissive relationship, being subjected to a older male's authority, as a form of male bonding (frats, sports team, hazing / initiation for male groups)  are situations I find increasingly erotically stimulating.

For me, it combines several important gay male themes into one activity:  older-younger,  CMNM (clothed male / naked male),  submission / dominance, but without being focused on simply causing pain. While spanking can be pain-causing, it is normally not ever serious or permanently damaging. So it doesn't go as far as being real bondage or BDSM, which is scary for some guys.  It also can be a social or group event, occurring outside and in public, so it, therefore, has elements of exhibitionism and voyeurism, which also make it appealing.

Spanking - combines many of sexual attractions... - tribe.net

Spanking can be an erotic activity - not only for sexual gratification - but also because of the part it plays in many other types of situations. Spanking either using the bare hand or a paddle, particularly when applied to the bare buttocks is used in discipline (father-son, coach - athlete, officer-soldier) and in training, it plays a role in individual and group man-to-man communication, in a dominant/submissive relationship, being subjected to a older male's authority, as a form of male bonding (frats, sports team, hazing / initiation for male groups) are situations I find increasingly erotically stimulating.


For me, it combines several important gay male themes into one activity: older-younger, CMNM (clothed male / naked male), submission / dominance, but without being focused on simply causing pain. While spanking can be pain-causing, it is normally not ever serious or permanently damaging. So it doesn't go as far as being real bondage or BDSM, which is scary for some guys. It also can be a social or group event, occurring outside and in public, so it, therefore, has elements of exhibitionism and voyeurism, which also make it appealing.

Here are a few links I have found for sites that include photos or stories of male-male spanking:

jockspank.blogspot.com/
humiliatedguys.blogspot.com/
amazinghazing.blogspot.com/
scallyspank.blogspot.com
www.banged2rites.com/blog/

jock-straps.blogspot.com/
angelus-angelus1.blogspot.com/
www.strip4me.info/
azotesparachicos.blogspot.com/
www.spankingcentral.com/
mmspanking.blogspot.com/
spankingcomics.blogspot.com/
bhamspanking.blogspot.com/

Find many more interesting links below:
Bill wrote: "I'm one of your Tribe friends, and I'm the spankingest guy on all of tribe and you didn't include any of my links. "

My apologies, Bill, I guess I need a spanking for that oversight.

Bill's Basement Spanking links:

downbillsbasement.socialparody.com
grou.ps/billsbasement
downbillsbasement.blogspot.com/
www.malespank.net/listAuthor.php
groups.yahoo.com/group/m4m...inindiana/
www.myspace.com/downbillsbasement
twitter.com/billsbasement
htwww.collarme.com/default.asp
www.facebook.com/billsbasement

"If you need a spanking, I'm the guy to call", says Bill, one of my friends on Tribe.net 

Thu, January 20, 2011 - 5:58 AM Many interesting links but You're my friend, and I'm the spankingest guy on all of tribe and you didn't include any of my links (added above).

I Had One Gay Experience

My Gay Spanking 

I had gone into town expecting a warm day, in just shorts and t shirt. I had arrived early and I was a bit cold, I wandered down the street looking for a shop to go in till the weather warmed up a bit. Came to what I thought was a sex shop and went inside, it was nice and warm and it took me a few seconds to realise I had walked into a gay sex shop. the man at the counter looked up and asked if I needed some help? I said' I was just looking around', he said 'in that case, as you are the only one in the shop, do you mind if I go and get a drink from the back of the shop?' I said 'I didn't'. He then surprised me by going to the front door and locking it before he disappeared into the back. I started looking at all of these things that I had never seem before, It was quite arousing.

        I was looking at some spanking paddles when the man came back to the front of the shop, he asked me if I was interested in one. I asked, do they hurt? quick as a flash he got one down and slapped my bum with it,, not very hard and to be honest I hardly felt it. 'mmmm' I said 'cheeky, where would you normally use it then?'. 'come over to the paddle bench he said and led me across to this low bench with some loops at either side. 'Bend over here and put your hands through the loops and grab hold of the edge. It was very low, so my bum was pointing up in the air. He slapped me a bit harder this time, it caught me by surprise and I lifted my whole body up, only to find that the loops tightened around my wrists not letting me away from the bench but still with me bent over in an inviting way.

'To be spanked properly' said the man 'you need to be spanked on bare flesh' and with that he undid the buttons and zip on my shorts and pulled them and my pants strait down. To try and cover my self I knelt down, I was now sprawled across the bench arms almost straight out to my sides. I didn't realise till the man started, that there were loops on the side of the bench that he tied my legs to holding me firm against the bench. going to the side of the bench, the man pulled a lever

and my knees were pulled a part. at this point I started shouting and telling him to let me go, but while I was shouting and calling him names he got hold of a gag shaped like a cok and while I was shouting, he shoved it in my mouth and told me that because I had called him names, he was now going to spank me.

As he started, the strangest thing, I started to get an erection, It got harder with each slap, it was becoming painful against the side of the bench and I was wriggling around to get comfortable suddenly I could feel a hole in the side and I maneuvered my ass around until I could push it though the hole, I was expecting just a hole, but as I pushed forwards I realised, I was pushing it into a fleshlight. I must  have made a noise or a strange face because the man realised what I had done , because he stopped spanking me, leaned over and flicked a switch and the fleshlight started massaging my asshole.

"You are a very naughty boy," the man said as I was now rocking myself into the bench. There was a sudden cold sensation around my ass and then his fingers started sliding in my hole. I realised that I was about to be had up the ass, but I didn't care I was desperate to get off myself. He let go with his fingers, I then felt his cock gently push into my asshole, as he finally broke through I could feel myself cum like I had never before. he must have sensed this as he started pushing in and out really quickly and within a few thrusts I could feel him cum as well, as he withdrew I realised he had a condom on.

 He released one of my legs and one of my arms, I withdrew my cock which seemed to have got hard again and turned round, he lifted up my t shirt and emptied the contents of the condom all over my chest. he released my other arm and leg, I pulled my t shirt off so as not to get it messy, and undid the gag, I didn't know what to say, as I had obviously enjoyed it. He told me where I could shower and by the time I had finished and come back to the shop, he was already serving someone else.As I was about to leave he handed me a package, and said that he hoped he would see me in the shop again. I left as quickly as I could. When I got away from the shop I looked in the bag to see, a flashlight, the cock-shaped gag, and a couple of pics of my red bottom.
Will I be going back?  You bet I will.

  

  

Here are a few links I have found for sites that include photos or stories of male-male spanking:

http://jockspank.blogspot.com/
http://humiliatedguys.blogspot.com/
http://amazinghazing.blogspot.com/
http://scallyspank.blogspot.com/
http://www.banged2rites.com/blog/
http://jock-straps.blogspot.com/
http://angelus-angelus1.blogspot.com/
http://www.strip4me.info/
http://azotesparachicos.blogspot.com/
http://www.spankingcentral.com/
http://mmspanking.blogspot.com/
http://spankingcomics.blogspot.com/
http://bhamspanking.blogspot.com/