Taking One For the Team
by Tisvex 🖤🩶🧡 

The first day of his first job.

Bryce was fresh out of Ascot University after getting a degree in Sports Management. His dream was to lead an American Football team to a championship game, but for now, he started out getting a job; as an Assistant Coach to his Alma Mater’s Varsity Team, “Ascot Anacondas”.

Walking in the team’s hall, he knew the place well. He headed straight to the Coach’s office.

He knocked on the door and waited. He heard a booming voice yell “Come in, I don’t have all day!”

Opening the door, Bryce walked in, and was immediately enveloped in a smell, sweaty musk and stale cigar smoke. He coughed slightly, trying not to offend his new boss. Speaking of...

“Name’s Darryl, what’s yours, stud?” the Coach says.

Slightly taken aback by what he said, he stammers out “Bryce, sir.”

Bryce was a draft horse, about 6 feet tall, and slightly buff. His fur was a chestnut brown, eyes brown, and his mane and tail a deep black-brown.

Darryl, sitting behind his messy desk, gets up, bumping his desk slightly forward with his muscle gut.

He was HUGE. 

Darryl was a grizzly bear, stood at least 7 feet tall, seemingly getting even bigger as he walked up to Bryce. He looked older, his hair with hints of grey. He was a combination of muscle and fat, who knows how much he weighed.

The floor almost heaving, the sounds of his oversized shoes walking up to Bryce, he extends his clawed, massive paw out to him.

“Nice to meet ya Bryce, hope this year will be a good one!” the bear boomed.

Shaking his paw, Bryce’s own hand was enveloped by the furred mass.

“Me too!” Bryce said loudly, trying his best to sound excited. 

After ending the handshake, Bryce and Darryl talked about season plans, team tactics, possible player trades, the whole 9 yards. After about an hour of talking, the school bell rang. Training period was about to begin. 

“Don’t be afraid to ask for help, I sure wouldn’t mind helping you out!” Darryl exclaimed.

Immediately, the giant bear slaps Bryce’s ass. Figuring it was just a friendly gesture, he tried to ignore it, but as he walked out of the office in-front of Darryl, he started to get a half chub.
Not now! Bryce thought to himself.
Walking down the hallway towards the field, Bryce could hear the bear still lumbering behind him, almost out of breath from the brief excursion. Fat-ass. Bryce thought.

Training took a few hours, the Coach showing Bryce the ropes, guiding him through drills, and showing him what issues to look for in the players.

The training session finished, the players heading to the locker room.

“Since it’s the first day, I’ll need you to stay behind and help me out.” Darryl said to Bryce, the horse giving a slightly defeated sigh, hoping to head home early. 

Already it was night time, the campus mainly empty other than the odd late-nighter and the security staff, and it was just Darryl and Bryce alone in the Athletic Club area, putting away the equipment they used for the day. 

The smell of the room was terrible, but they almost had the entire job done.

Finished, Bryce starts to head towards the door.

“Hold up stud, I want to talk a minute.”

That again. 

Bryce couldn’t hide it from himself, he chubbed up again slightly, his horse cock starting to brush up against his pants. Getting taken by a Coach was one of his fantasies, although he didn’t think it would have the possibility of happening, let alone so soon.

Darryl comes up to Bryce, dwarfing the horse man, and nudges his muscle gut against the lad. 

“I saw you lookin’ at me, boy.” Darryl says, his southern accent really coming out now.

Bryce was definitely caught, he was looking that way at the players too, but he was glancing at Darryl every chance he could get. The bear had a huge ass that was hard to ignore, and his clothes seemed purposefully tight. Even his bulge was very pronounced, like he was putting himself on display.

“Sorry Sir!” Bryce said, trying to act embarrassed, even though this was the biggest turn on he had ever experienced. 

“We’re gonna do some of our own training tonight, to make sure this doesn’t happen again.” the bear boomed out, saying almost sensually.

Darryl pinned Bryce against the wall, slowly leaning down towards the horse, and started to kiss him, slowly. Bryce closed his eyes, enjoying every moment of what was happening to him. His cock was now at full mast, his flared head peaking out from the top of his waistband. Darryl proceeded to start french kissing him, making Bryce lose it even more. Both men were making grunting and slight moans into each-others mouths, their spit intertwining.

After a few minutes of making out and exploring each-others bodies, the bear man pulled away.

Bryce, drunk on hormones, started taking his clothes off. Darryl didn’t.

After finishing, standing stark naked, Bryce was “inspected” by the Coach. The bear came up, feeling the horse’s brown fur, grabbing at his entire body. He even grabbed Bryce’s cock, Bryce himself almost blowing a load right there. Noticing he was close, Darryl stopped. Bryce looked up at the fat Coach, look of pleading in his eyes.

“We’re going to work our way up, son.” the bear said.

Fuck.

Slightly defeated, Bryce sits down on a bench in the room, waiting for what the Coach had planned.

Darryl grabbed a box from the shelf, filled with various sex toys and a few giant tubs of anal lube.

Guess he’s done this before Bryce thought to himself.

“All fours, now.” the bear says sternly. Bryce wouldn’t ever say no to his new daddy.

Bryce obliged, getting down on his hands and knees along the bench. Darryl came up behind him, the horses chest pounding, waiting for whatever was about to happen. The Coach leaned down slowly, Bryce felt his hot breath on his anus. It started to wink, he was no stranger to anal play, but this was very different. And he was very ready.

Suddenly, he feels a wet warmth on his hole, Darryl’s tongue starting to give loving licks. Bryce’s cock twitched, his body desperately wanting everything that was happening.

“Ungggh—” Bryce moans out, Darryl’s large tongue penetrating the equine man.

Darryl ate out the horse, his huge mouth almost enveloping most of the mans ass, his sharp teeth lightly scraping Bryce.

After a few minutes, and a few close calls of Bryce almost blowing a fat load, the bear pulls his tongue out.

“This might sting a little, boy.” Darryl says.

Suddenly, Bryce feels something cold at his hole being firmly planted against it. Looking back, he was stunned when he saw the bear man holding a lubed up full sized American Football, firmly planting it between his ass cheeks.

Darryl started to push harder, Bryce grunting, scared he might tear, his heart racing harder than he thought it ever did. 

“Relax, just take it.” the bear soothingly stated, gently rubbing Bryce’s ass with his other paw.

*POP* *SCHLLLP*

The football breached Bryce’s hole, the horse screaming out, tears starting to form at the corners of his eyes.

“Good boy.” Darryl said, petting Bryce’s black mane, letting his new sub know how much he appreciated him. 

Bryce’s anus was gaped, his body involuntarily flexing, trying to get the large intrusion out. He could hear the air being forced out, almost making a farting sound. 

“Keep it in boy!” the bear yelled at Bryce. I’m trying damn it! Bryce thought to himself, trying to ignore his body as best as he could.

“Not good enough!” Darryl said.

The bear slapped the horse’s ass, and he started to press another football in. This time, it went in fairly fast, shocking Bryce that his hole was now that loose. He still screamed out from the pain. It was the good kind, though.

Looking down, Bryce noticed the first football had travelled upward, making a large bulge in his belly. Then he felt another ball at his ass-hole.

Bryce looked at his Coach with a worried look.

“Lets see how many you can take for the team.” Darryl said, slipping a third football in, massaging the horse’s ass and lower back.

Darryl kept shoving balls in the horse, first he looked like he was 3 months pregnant, then 6, then 9, then absolutely grotesque. His belly was lumpy, his brown fur was parted, revealing a red hue and stretch marks. The horse man rubbed his stomach, trying to get comfort. After a final stretch, the Coach had forced 13 full sized American footballs into Bryce’s body.

Darryl manhandled Bryce, flipping him over, and started to rub and kiss his belly. Bryce’s body was involuntarily heaving and contracting, his belly straining on the foreign objects over and over. 

Bryce started pushing, the ball at his entrance starting to peak it’s tip through his ass. Trying with all his might, he pushed as hard as he could.

“Oh no ya don’t!” Darryl yelled, his fist instantly pushing the ball back in, and slipping in himself. 

Bryce screamed at the intrusion, his hole completely powerless to stop what was happening.

Darryl pushed his arm in till he was halfway up to his forearm, then held it there. Slowly, he started fisting the equine’s hole, causing him to moan, his belly heaving in-front of him. He rubbed his belly with his other paw, and kept punching his hole until the horse came.

Bryce came harder than he ever had in his life, his entire anal cavity constricting around Darryl’s fist and arm, the balls in his almost beach ball sized, lumpy belly slightly moving around. Holding his fist there, Darryl used one hand to grab something from the box. Too lost in his own afterglow, Bryce didn’t notice what the Coach was doing.

Darryl started to pull his arm from the equine, Bryce moaning and neighing at the feeling. At his fist, he quickly pulled out, causing Bryce’s wrecked hole to let out a loud *FRRRRT* sound, excess lube drooling out after his fist. The broken horse laid on his back, rubbing his belly, staring at the ceiling.

The balls started to drop in the horse’s intestine. Quickly, Darryl grabbed the largest locking butt-plug he had, and jammed it into his ass. Bryce moaned, his hole too loose to even care it had been intruded.

*SCHLLLCK* 

Darryl wrapped the straps around the equines hips and legs, and locked the anal plug into him.

He took the key, putting it in his pocket.

Leaning back down towards the horse, he rubs his belly even more, kissing at his protruding navel, even licking it. Bryce was completely lost. Darryl lightly slapped his belly, snapping the horse out of his trance.

Looking down, Bryce saw a towering belly in-front of him, almost blocking the huge bear. He tried to push again, his anus flexing around the locked-in plug, nothing happening. 

“That ain’t gonna work, bud!” the bear said, smiling at Bryce, rubbing his belly, pushing to the point some of the balls were moving around.

Bryce groaned, trying to sit up. “Hold on a minute, fella.” the bear said. Helping him slowly get dressed, Darryl finished and slowly started to help Bryce up.

“Ahhh—” Bryce moaned out, the balls shifting around his massive stomach, trying to fight for the limited space inside him.

“Lets get you home, boy.” Darryl said, helping the pregnant-looking equine out to his car. Helping him get in, he puts Bryce’s seat-belt on for him, and gets in. Even after 15 minutes, the horse’s belly was still heaving and contracting, trying to get the footballs out.

Darryl, driving to his house, rubbed the equine’s straining belly every now and again.

Arriving home, Darryl looked over to see Bryce asleep. He got out of his car, walked to his door and unlocked it. He walked back, opened Bryce’s door, unbuckled his belt, and carried the wiped out man towards his house. He stared down at his rotund gut, smiling to himself. Walking in his house, he put Bryce down on his bed, lovingly caressing his belly. He leaned down, kissing Bryce on the lips, and planting another on his hefty glut.

“Don’t worry boy, tomorrow we’ll get them out.” he whispered to Bryce, still sound asleep.

2024 © Tisvex    🏈            https://www.furaffinity.net/user/tisvex      Part 2 Soon™ 😉