Don’t Prank Your Coach for Aynomous


“Did you get it?” A russet roan horse stamped his hoof as he stood leaning against his gym locker. Next to him stood a gray and white wolf wearing only a pair of loose fitting boxer shorts. 


“Hell yeah, but it wasn’t easy. The kid I talked to was part of that group of scouts that was in the news last week. The little punk didn’t want to talk till I yanked down his shorts.” The wolf snickered as he dropped his undergarments, his gray sheath and scrotum flopping out into view.


“Fuck Nate! That is so gay!” The horse laughed taking a swipe at his friend’s crotch playfully. 


“Oh really? How about this?” Nate snagged the horse’s towel exposing the horse’s cream colored sheath and red spotted balls.


“Hey, give that back!” The young stallion wailed as the nimble wolf sprinted over the bench and into the showers. The roan snorted and gave chase, following the timber wolf into the team showers.


“Hey hey easy there Jacob. I was joking.” The young wolf backed himself up against the cool tile covering the walls as he hid behind the stolen towel. The teen curled his tail between his legs protectively as his friend yanked the towel out of his paws.


“You are a lucky mutt, the rest of the team left practice already,” Jacob smirked at the suddenly shy wolf huddled against the wall. Nate helplessly stared at the wrestling captain’s crotch. A foot and half of horse cock stood proudly out of the young stallion’s sheath.


“Yeah I know. Now put that thing away!” The canine squirmed the tip of his sheath filled with his growing member. From the moment the wolf had joined the team there had been a strong chemistry between him and the captain. The fact the two were the only gay boys in school only strengthened their bond. Outwardly the two acted like the typical stuck up jocks, even going as far as dating females that were only interested in the popularity that comes with dating the two-star wrestlers. However, when the two got together alone things would get rather heated.


“Awws Ashamed I’m bigger than you?” Jacob teased his boyfriend as he tossed the towel out of the shower stall where it would stay dry just in case things got a bit wet. The horse reached between Nate’s legs, pushing aside the wolf’s fluffy tail and squeezing the canine's jewels. While the wolf’s prick, rather large for a junior, was nowhere near the horse's size. His balls, however, hung low in their sack and almost matched Jacob’s own impressive set.


“Oh Jacob,” Nate moaned as his puppy makers ached from the tight grip around them. That very same grip Nate had watched flip and pin much larger opponents to the mate till they tapped out. With a pant, the wolf’s eleven-inch cock slid out of its fuzzy tube as Jacob pressed his pole against the wolf’s stomach.


“Down puppy!” The roan snorted as he reached up above the wolf. Wrapping his other hand around his lover’s needy spear Jacob started to stroke up and down. 


“Ungh!” Nate’s head lolled to the side, his pink tongue hanging out as he rolled his hips up matching the horse’s speed in a familiar ritual. His balls slapped against the wall as his tail whipped across the tile like windshield wipers. The wolf’s panting grew heavier as he felt his orgasm nearing closer. He whimpered as he felt Jacob’s hand leave his member to caress his wet cheek.


“I think that is about enough Wolfy. Cool off and meet me at my house, and don’t forget the.... you know what.” Jacob smirked as he turned around giving the flustered canine the absolute perfect view of his tight well muscled rear end. The horse flicked his braided tail and walked off leaving his best friend to cool off in the showers.


Nate whimpered as he hopped over a chain link fence, a cold shower after Jacob had left did little to ease the throbbing mass of teen meat between his legs. As the agile canine clambered over the barrier separating Jacob’s backyard from the dingy alleyway on the other side, his low hanging pouch snagged a sharp wire. Wincing Nate reached down and adjusted his package till his sack popped free. “Fuck that was close,” The wolf mumbled as he lept off the top of the fence hugging a small paper bag to his chest as he landed. After standing up the lean wrestler brushed himself off and peeked inside the bag. “Whoa way to close,” Nate closed the bag after seeing the contents were completely unharmed. Quickly he padded his way through the backyard and slipped through an unlocked sliding door. 


“God Damn it, Adam, I told you to go over to your friend’s house today, not bring him over.” Jacob stared daggers at his younger brother, a twelve-year-old chestnut and his friend Ricky, a thirteen-year-old raccoon. 


“I’m sorry big bro, buh his mom told us to play here and dad said it was ok,” Adam whined as he looked down at the floor. The preteen worshiped his big brother and wanted nothing more than to be just like him.


Next to the young colt Ricky fidgeted, intimidated by the older male’s large powerful body. “Um, we can go play outside.”


“Made it!” Nate panted, leaning against a door frame as he tried to catch his breath. “Oh Hey, Adam didn’t know you were gonna be here either.”


Adam blushed, his cheeks burning under his fur as he averted his eyes away from the canine. “Oh hi Nate,” Adam neighed as his small hooves stamped at the ground. The boy always had a crush on the big wolf, ever since he peeked in on the two older teens fooling around in the bathroom.


“Adam and his friend were just leaving,* Jacob snorted, pointing towards the backyard.


“Hey now,” Nate wheezed before walking over and placing his big paw on Adam’s head. “How about we make them part of our fun,” The wolf smiled as he tousled the colt’s hair. “Besides they can do our dirty work while we watch,’ The wolf whispered, trying to calm down the angry stallion.


“Fine, fine, they can help.” The roan sighed in defeat as a sly smile crept on his muzzle. He could not resist Nate’s big puppy eyes, and he did have a point. If something went wrong the two younger boys would be blamed.


“Ohh What are we doing?” Both Adam and Ricky asked excitedly.  The older males grinned, almost leering at the young naive cubs. 


“We are gonna play a game with dad, but you have to be real quiet.”


Jacob winked at Nate as the younger boys peeked into the living room. There Coach JJ laid sprawled out on a couch completely in the nude. The coach's huge cock spilled out over equally impressive nuts throbbing in a massive sack.


"Ok, Adam all you have to do is take this sack and dump it over dad's junk," Jacob explained to his younger brother.   


"You lose if you wake Coach JJ," Nate picked up as he kept a wary eye on the plain paper sack in his paw. From inside the bag, a faint rustle reminded him to be very cautious.


"Um, are you sure this is an ok game?" Ricky asked, his bushy tail nervously twitched as he stared at the formidable amount of horse meat hanging out in the open.


Adam took the bag from the wolf's paws and began to open it. Just as he was about to look inside a smack upside the back of his head made him stop.


"OWWW! What was that for?" Adam rubbed the back of his head with a hand as he glared at his brother.


"No peeking, it's against the rules," Jacob smirked as pushed the younger horse into the room. "Be sure not to miss bro, we wouldn't want pop to wake up now."


Adam's head bobbed as he tiptoed as soft as a hooved creature could. Behind him, Ricky followed with stealth that would impress even a ninja. Worry clung to the raccoon's face like a mask as they approached the sleeping elder. Adam looked behind and placed a single finger over his muzzle in the universal sign for quiet. 


Ricky tiptoed behind Adam as the horse opened the bag with a faint rustle. Both boys froze, inhaling as Coach JJ rolled over in his sleep. The big equine's assets flopped and settled between his legs as the adult laid still once again. 


"That was close," the raccoon whispered in his friend's ear. The horse nodded as halted right over his father's crotch. The sight of his sire's tools didn't bother the colt so much. His elder almost exclusively walked around naked at home, and always had a new mare to fuck out in the open at least once a week.  


Ricky gulped as he stared down the barrel of the elder equine's tool, never seeing such an impressive and frightening sight. "Let's get this done Adam, I think I don't like this game much." The raccoon turned his face away, a blush on his cheeks.


"Ya Ya Me too!" Adam tipped the bag over the sound asleep stallion and stepped back. "Eww gross!!" The colt exclaimed as two fat white grubs dropped onto the sleeping horse's scrotum. Squirming instinctively the insect larvae left a slime trail as they worked over the horse sack, heading towards the ebony cock head.


"I can't believe they did it!" Whispered Nate in excitement. Behind him, his tail swung back and forth as he watched the two younger boys tiptoe backward.


 Jacob gave his friend a thumb's up as he crept out of his hiding spot to get a closer look. "Good Job Bro!" He whispered to Adam as he passed the colt and raccoon cub. Adam blushed at the rare praise from his older sibling. Grabbing Ricky's paw he dragged the smaller male to the safety of the door to watch as Jacob boldly walked up to their sleeping father.


"You brought this on yourself, coach. Should have spent more time teaching us and less time fucking bitches." The young stallion looked on as the instruments of his elder's sexual demise found their way into the urethra of the sleeping male. 


"Ohh! Yes!! Stick your finger down my cock!" Coach moaned as the eager grubs squeezed their bodies into his piss slit. Each of their tails squirming as they forced past the head deeper into the warm depths.


"Dude, that's gnarly!"  Nate whispered as he stood beside Jacob, the front of his shorts tented out. A dark stain of musk and pre marking the canine's arousal. "How long is it supposed to take?" Asked Nate, the front of his wrestling shorts wet with arousal.


"I'm not sure. There is a lot of cock there." Jacob reached out, the tip of his fingers brushing his father's member. The elder moaned, dreams full of mares stroking and fingering his cock. The last bit of the grubs wiggled down the coach's urethra, a visible bulge traveling down the cock. Jacob moaned, rubbing his crotch.


"Damn you never said it would be so sexy!" Nate gasped, his paw already rubbing at his cock and blue balls. 


"Do you um wanna, you know?" Jacob nodded to Nate's noticeable bulge, a glint in his eyes.


"What about your brother and his friend?" The wolf asked as he watched the bulge traveling down his coach's cock. 


"Who cares, he has already seen us, maybe he'll learn a thing or two hehe." The teen joked as he followed his friend's gaze. His father's cock looked like marble. Hard and unyielding, the only proof it was flesh was the lump disappearing into the coach's sheath. 


Nate slid off his shorts, his canine member bouncing free of the elastic band that held it prisoner for so long. Jacob soon followed suit, giving his father's testicles a farewell pat as he undressed. Coach JJ moaned deeply at the pat as his dreams turned even lustier. A river fluid ran out the distended tip of the slumber's member.


"What are they doing?" Ricky asked as he peeked around the corner curious but intimidated by the high schoolers. 


Adam waved his hand, "Probably playing the pawing game again." The young colt hid a blush as he tried to avoid watching his brother's hand glide over the big sexy wolf's prick. 


"Um Um, do you want to play too?" The raccoon asked, his cheeks red under his  fur. The cub looked back over at the two older males playing and moaning on the living room floor.


"Sure!" Adam exclaimed, happy that his friend had finally asked. Both cubs slid out of their clothes and mimicked the older boys. Ricky with a timid reach placed his paw over Adam's sheath. He gave the fuzzy tube a squeeze, feeling the young horse meat. Adam placed his hand on his friend's sheath and teased the tight slit with a finger.


While the four boys moaned and explored each other's bodies, the grubs burrowed through the stallion's cock. The hungry insects dropped into the horse's sack and immediately sank their jaws into tender horse testicles. Coach JJ's hot dream of fucking a mare till she busted was broken as a searing pain jolted through his body.


"Oh Fuck!!" The adult bolted up grabbing his sack. Nate and Jacob froze in terror, their fingers wrapped around each other's fuck poles. Coach stared at the boys for a moment before his hands felt something was not right. Something was moving in his sack. He looked down as he moved his hand out of the way. Outlined under the skin of his scrotum was the body of the grub, its head buried in the fleshy interior of his nut.


"Um, Hi coach." Nate choked out as he tried to get free of the tight grip of his friend. 


"AHH!" The stallion cried out in pain as more of his precious nuts found their way into grub jaws. "Fuck! Boys! What the hell did you do!!?" Coach screamed at the teens as he grabbed each one by the neck.


Both Jacob and Nate stammered unintelligibly before they were thrown onto the precum soaked couch. The elder's cock dribbled pink cum as he dragged Ricky and Adam into the room. Already one side of his sack looked deflated as the grubs burrowed their way through the fat spud. 


"It. It was a game!" Ricky cried out pointing at the elder boys. "They made us do it," the raccoon sobbed. His cock much smaller than all the other boys, shrank in horror at the white hot rage in his friend's dad's eyes.


The older male stood there silent as all four cubs cowered. Without saying a word he bent down picking up Nate's shorts and ripped them in half. He pulled a thin cord from the band and repeated the same to Jacob's discarded shorts. "You two!" JJ grabbed the two youngest and tossed them into a heap in the middle of the room. His face twinged as more of his once mighty balls became grub chow. 


"Please, dad, we are sorry!" Adam pleaded as his father wrapped one of the strings tight around his sack. Adam whined as it cut into the thin flesh, choking his balls as his dad tied the other end around the raccoon's meager set. He pulled it painfully tight and gave both cubs a stern look.


"If you two want to play so much, jerk each other off!" Coach JJ commanded as he turned his attention back to the teens. "Now for you two. I'm disappointed in you both, taking out your coach's balls? That's something you do on the mat!" The huge stallion frowned. His dick hung to the right as the once overfilled pouch sagged lopsidedly. One side halfway over the other.


"Coach!" Nate whined cupping his wolf nuts in his paws as the elder thought of a suitable punishment. The wolf sat in a crumpled heap, dark thoughts running through his mind. He once heard a rumor of a quarterback who challenged his couch and ended up as a neutered fuck bitch for the whole team. The lupine shuddered at the thought, but his rocket seemed to like the idea. The large horse threw Nate over the couch and grabbed the wolf by the balls, his vice-like grip bulging the teen’s nuts in their furry grey home. Nate whined as he felt the coach’s vengeful grasp choking the life out of his nuts as something tight was wrapped around his sack. 


“STAY!” The large horse commanded the canine as he glared at his older son, Jacob. Standing, the furious horse stomped off to the kitchen, returning with an electric hotplate and a small pot of water. He set the hotplate on the floor and plugged it in. After setting the pot on the burner he dragged the wolf over and forced him to squat over the pot. “Balls in there!,” he pointed at the pot as he pushed Nate’s shoulders down till the wolf’s jewels were soaking in the water. “Stay like that till I’ve dealt with the others and you can stay on the team.” He then turned towards his elder son.


“Dad, I’m sorry.” Jacob stammered as he tried to slink away. The whimpers from Nate, Adam, and Ricky made him nervous. Already the wolf teen was writhing in agony as the water steadily heated. Jacob looked over at the two younger boys and winced, their small pouches were a deep purple as the elastic strangled them. The teen let out a weak neigh as he was roughly pushed onto the couch. His ears folded flat against his head as his father, the coach with the most wins in wrestling, swimming, and football, kicked his legs apart and stood over him, his still throbbing cock held in one hand. A  small moan escaped Jacob’s mouth as he shivered, when his dad pressed his log-like member against the teen’s smaller but still rather sizable member.


“I’m going to show you how a real stallion takes care of competition.” Coach JJ exclaimed as his hand slid up and down both cocks. Jacob shuddered, as he dug his fingers into the fabric of the couch. The teen was caught between a forbidden incest fantasy and terror of his father’s wrath as his body responded to the older equine’s rough grasp. The larger male’s hands squeezed both of their cocks. They moaned as he fondled their erections. With his eyes closed, Jacob felt his erection was as hard as it had ever been. He realized how close he was to shooting his load again. He prayed that it would not happen in front of his father. The need to release was unbearable.


It was as if his father could feel the desperation building in the teen’s muscles. Every stroke, every passing moment made Jacob squirm and moan as his father mashed their bats together. Just the way the powerful coach’s fingers dug into their flesh made the star wrestler’s knees weak. If he hadn’t already been pinned to the couch it would have been a total loss on his part. Jacob’s head was so full of conflicted feelings he barely registered his father’s grunt and the feeling of something pressed against the tip of his dick. 


Coach JJ continued to moan as he pumped the pulped remains of his balls and several hungry insects into his son’s engorged member. The young horse grunted as the odd filling sensation traveled down his shaft. His grunts turned to a long heavy whine as his father continued emptying the last of his seed and grub filled sac deep into Jacob’s urethra, the still ravenous forest grubs eagerly wiggling along.
“Coach!” Nate whined softly, his legs trembling as held the squat over the now boiling water. The wolf was pretty sure his nuts were past hard-boiled at this point but he really wanted to stay on the team. The promising young wrestler panted, the pain had long ceased. There was no doubt his pup makers were long dead but there was a warm sensation building in his gut. Just as Nate was about to call for the coach again, his still hard member thumped against his gut as a searing heat traveled somewhere from deep inside him and up his shaft. “Oh! Fuck!” The canine bellowed as the tip of his cock erupted like a volcano. Searing hot wolf seamen poured out of the teen’s member causing the masculine male squeal as the boiled wolf cum seared his member as it oozed out.


Adam and Ricky whined softly, their paws desperately grasped at each other’s members. The coach turned his attention away from his son just in time to watch the two younger males twitch and shudder, their members jerking in each other’s hands. The large former stallion grinned as  his eldest son moaned. The teen’s sack was distended as the grubs made an easy meal out of the horse’s tender nut meat. As Jacob whined with his paws desperately clutching his bug riddled bits, the coach turned towards the tied balls of Ricky and Adam.


The poor preteens’ balls were purple and swollen, their spent members hung limp over the little bundles between their legs. “I hope you enjoyed that, boys, because it will be the last time.” Coach JJ exclaimed as he took a small set of cub balls in each hand. Ricky and Adam looked back at the still imposing adult. The coach’s dick was still dripping pink frothy cum, every now then a fat squirming grub would plop out the tip of the massive cock. Both cub’s eyes went wide as the stallion squeezed their cold and numb balls. The pain was dulled but the cub’s could feel a deep ache in their guts as the grip on their cubby balls tightened.


“Mister JJ!” Ricky was the first to squeal as his right nut imploded in the horse’s hand. His left was quick to follow, leaving the raccoon limp, tears and snot dripping down his face as he was unceremoniously tossed onto the couch by his now empty nut pouch. Adam’s nuts being larger and firmer than his friend’s did a fair bit better. The grip on them made them look like someone squeezing a ball of silly putty, yet they still held firm. Now with a hand free of raccoon Coach JJ clasped his youngest spawn’s balls with both hands. 


The young horse’s balls stubbornly held on as the stallion increased his grip. Adam’s maleness put up a good fight. The cub’s cock was again hard and even dripping a pink froth as the young male tried to squirm free of the well seasoned wrestler. Finally Adam collapsed, his will spent as the firm grip, crafted over years of battling other males on and off the mat, won out. Both nuts ruptured at the same time leaving the formally last intact male in the room nothing more than a gelding. 


“That should teach you who is still the top male around here.” Coach JJ exclaimed as he surveyed his handiwork. Adam was laying crumpled on the floor sobbing as dick spewed chunky bits of the boy’s balls. Nate was still trembling, his knees wobbling as the pot of water was pulled away. The canine almost looked relieved when the coach easily ripped his cooked pouch off his body. “You go home. I expect to see you at practice first thing on Monday.” The horse shoved the wolf’s balls into startled canine’s paws. “Let this also teach you not to throw a match so you can sniff some guys ass as the pin you.” 


“Yes Coach JJ.” Nate whined submissively as he lowered his ears and tail. His secret was out, the team had lost what should have been easy victories during the last championship cause he was more interested in the other teams’ cute asses.


With the wolf disposed of, the adult turned to the couch. Ricky was passed out still clutching at the mashed remains of his sack and probably a broken baculum. He picked the young boy up by the nape and bent down to drag Adam to the cub’s room . “Stay here!” He commanded as he slammed the door. Now with only Jacob left he tapped the teen’s ruined balls with a hoof. “You’ve got some nerve using your brother and his friend to geld me. Next time do your own dirty work.” He lectured stomping down on his son’s fat spuds with a sharp hoof.


Adam squealed as his nuts, grubs and all were mashed to a pulp as his father left him alone on the couch. The coach turned walking to his room gingerly sighing at his own ruined pouch as he dialed a number on a cellphone. “Hi, this is Coach JJ. Adam’s father. Are Ricky's parents there? Oh! He can stay for the weekend? Good. Yes, I’ll make sure he gets to class on Monday. Thank you, Adam will be soo happy.”