Walking past the playing fields one day I stopped to watch the rugby practice. Twenty guys running up and down the pitch, throwing balls to each other and tackling, covered in mud and sweat was a sight to behold. I stood watching for a few minutes. Their hard bodies in their short shorts and tight jerseys caused my mind to wander as I felt my soft dick begin to stir.

Suddenly the whistle blew for the end of practice and the guys headed to the change rooms and showers. I could not help but follow them at a distance. Once they had all entered I snuck around the back and found a high window in the side of the building where I thought I'd get a good view of what was to come. After finding an old tackle machine and positioning it under the window, I climbed on to it and peered in.

The guys were chatting as they got undressed, some already naked and heading for the showers. My cock grew bigger and I watched as the coach took off his shirt too and threw it on the floor amongst the rest of the dirty practice kit. I undid my jeans and grabbed my hardon, massaging it with one hand as I held onto the window ledge with the other. The last of the team had left the change rooms and were in the showers as the coach walked slowly around the room, eyeing up the piles of clothes on the floor.

Suddenly he stooped down and picked up a jockstrap that was on a bench. Quickly glancing around to make sure no one was watching, he lifted it to his nose and inhaled deeply. His hand squeezing his crotch as he did so. Before I could stop myself I let out a soft moan which must have echoed in the room below.. He looked up and locked eyes with mine as, frightened, I let go of the windowsill and fell to the ground. Before I could even get to my feet, the coach was rounding the corner and heading straight for me. I tried to run but he tackled me to the ground and pinned me down, his knees on each of my arms and his crotch a few inches from my face.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing out here?" he said, his voice tinged with anger.

I looked up at him and couldn't help but gaze at his incredible physique, still dripping with sweat from the hard practice. His small white shorts straining against his bulge as he pressed his knees into my arms. I gave a cry of pain as my arms were crushed under his massive weight and looked up at his face.

"Please, sir. I didn't mean to...."

"Didn't mean to what, exactly? Climb up to a window and watch my boys getting undressed?"

He ground his knees further into my arms and I cried out again. Looking up at his face I could tell he was enjoying this immensely. I realised I could either play along or risk getting the beating of my lifetime when he told the rugby team about my spying on them.

I took a gamble and shifted my body under his weight until my semi hard dick pressed against his firm backside. He grabbed my face and pulled his so close to mine I could smell his breath.

"So, you want me to teach you a lesson, do you?"

"Yes, sir. Please, sir," I replied as he put a hand up his shorts leg and fished around inside. He grunted with satisfaction as his 9 inch cock slid out and hit me on my cheek.

"Let's see how you take this then, boy."

I opened my mouth to answer him but he shoved his shaft deep down my throat before I could utter a word. My eyes began to water as he fucked my mouth. His knees still firmly on my arms, pinning me down. I began to gag as he shoved it in deeper, tears streaming down my face. Eventually he pulled out and moved so his huge balls were hanging over my face.

"Suck them, boy." he commanded, and I did what I was ordered.

Taking first the one and then the other into my mouth I heard him sigh with pleasure. I eventually lost all sense of fear and began to enjoy myself. Sucking hard at his sack until he stood up. Without saying a word he grabbed my arm and pulled me up to my feet. His amazing strength surprising me, even though his body was bulging with muscle. He shoved me against the wall of the change room and held my arms above my head in one massive hand. His other fumbling with my jeans until they slid down my legs and around my ankles. Gazing down he smiled. I was wearing a pair of tiny green briefs, my cock straining against the elasticity.

"Let's have a look at that sweet hole of yours, boy."

He spun me around and pushed me against the wall. In one movement he ripped my undies so my creamy white ass was exposed and slapped it hard.

"I'm going to fuck you so hard, you'll not be able to walk for a week." he whispered into my ear.

I started to struggle against him, worried that his huge member would rip me apart. He held me firmly against the wall without so much as a tiny effort, knelt down and proceeded to lick my hole. His big tongue lapping at my ass, he would bite me every so often, leaving red teeth marks on my white butt. I thought he would eat me whole. Then his tongue began exploring my hole, first sliding just the tip in before shoving as much as he could up there. After what felt like an eternity of pleasure, he moved his face away and spat between my spread cheeks. I knew what was coming from many years of watching porno and jerking off in my bed. I tried to plead with him to be gentle but he slammed a hand over my mouth and pulled his shorts down. Placing his swollen purple head between my wet butt cheeks he gave a mighty thrust and entered me. I screamed in agony as his engorged monster rammed up my virgin hole. His hand firmly clenched over my mouth it came out as nothing more than a muted moan. He pulled out and shoved back in again and I screamed once more. I'm not sure how many times he plunged his shaft into me but I do know that after a while I began to feel immense pleasure with every movement. I started to lean into his groin and he sensed my change in mood, speeding up and ploughing even deeper than I thought possible.

His hand left my mouth and made its way to my throbbing cock, where he grabbed it and started tugging hard. It only took me a minute to explode my juices all over the brick wall in front of me and, exhausted from the amazing experience, my legs began to wobble. He slid out of my ass and let me fall to the ground, where he proceeded to position me so I was on all fours.

He began to pound away again and my arms gave way with exhaustion. My face now pressed into the dirt, he continued to fuck me senseless for what seemed like an eternity. Eventually I felt him stiffen and he let out a deep moan of pleasure as I felt his cum shooting deep into me so it felt I was being filled with hot cream. My asshole filled up and hot sticky cum began to run down my legs as he gave his last few thrusts before collapsing on top of my already prone young body.

I'm not sure how long we lay like that for, but I remember the feeling of his now soft dick sliding out of my raw asshole. He didn't say a word to me as, silently, he picked up his clothes and left me lying on the ground, my torn undies still around my ankles and my ass still leaking his man juice. It was one of the most enjoyable, unforgettable moments of my youth. I hope to have more adventures like this one.


Curious Josh

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