****** Japanese Student\'s Test ******
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Synopsis: The Coach breaks a Japanese teen boy, and I get to play along.
I don't know if the young Japanese footballer was shy
because I was in the
room, or because of what he knew the coach might do with
him. I mean word
must get around among these fourteen and fifteen year old
teenage team
members that the private one on one sessions with the coach
get pretty
personal. I had been introduced to the Japanese boys' team
coach through an
internet connection who loved some of my stories. These
guys were heavily
into teenage humiliation, and so coaching a team of shy
awkward boys of
sensitive age was perfect for their games. You know how shy
boys are about
their bodies and their blossoming sexuality. In Japan is it
increased by
their natural reluctance to show their feelings and their
strong sense of
shame. These adults who preyed upon the boys were actually
more into
humiliation than any sex. They got their pleasure from
watching a boy's
complete degradation. Of course to keep their jobs and to
insure future
fun, they had to work very slowly and carefully. Through my
internet friend,
I was introduced to the Japanese sadists. On my next trip
to Japan to visit
my underground film maker friend Ryo, I met up with my new
friends over
tempura and beer.


Shino, the coach had invited me to the Personal
session he was having
with a rather new boy on the team named Kenzo. I was
allowed to sip Kirin




beer and enjoy the proceedings. I was introduced as a
famous football coach
from America. The darling boy, with close cropped black
hair and a sweet
nervous smile bowed to me and stood at attention. Shino
told the boy to sit
next to him and relax. He casually draped an arm around
the boy and they
talked for a while about his game. Then, Shino said he had
to ask the boy a
few questions about his private habits to determine if the
boy was on a good
regime and schedule, and to make sure the teen had the
proper ethics to be a
footballer. He asked Kenzo if he had a girlfriend.


The boy blushed and looked down..."hei!...Yes..." he
said. He was dating
his very first girlfriend. (Boys in Asia often don't date
cunts until they
are in their late teens. Most of their time is spent with
their fellow
buddies. That's why there is so much boy boy sex and
homosexual interaction
at that age is considered normal. Boys and girls are still
pretty formal in
Asia. But Kenzo at fourteen was already dating. He was a
horny little
fucker.


Shino began to rub the boy's shoulder. "That's
fine..time for you to
become a man, huh? Tell me Kenzo, do you fuck her?"


This was asked using Japanese words that were very
vulgar, personal and
impolite and designed to embarrass the boy. Kenzo looked
amazed at the
blunt question and then he looked at me.


"Come come, don't be shy in front of our guest. I want
him to see that
we are like family here. We are very honest with each
other. Now tell me, do




you shove your dick into her pussy?"


Shino was rubbing the boys youthful chest...I'm sure
getting some nipple
between his fingers, although I could not see beneath the
boy's shirt.


It was a great honor to play for this squad, and the
boys knew they had
to put up with whatever Shino wanted of them in order to
stay on this famous
winning team. Also boys in Japan are used to having to obey
schoolmasters no
matter what.


"No sir...we don't...I have not...." the poor boy didn't
know what to
say.


"Well get to it boy. Wht are you waiting for? That
pussy is dripping for
you. You should be fucking it a couple of times a day."


The teenager could not believe a grown man would talk so
to a fourteen
year old boy. I was getting a painful hardon watching the
kid's discomfort.


"So how many cunts have you fucked? Be honest with
me now, I can
tell when a boy lies to me." Shino's other hand went to
the boy's naked leg
and started to rub. The boy looked so cute in his shorts
and jersey. I love
the look of school boys in uniform or sports gear.


"Ugh, well Sir, I....I have not done that yet...sir."
I had some
trouble with the boy's Japanese because he was so shaken at
the questions
his answers were muddled and hesitant.


"Done, what, young man? Say the words like a man, not
like a sissy. We
can't have sissy's on our team. Are you saying you have
never fucked a
girl?"




"Not yet sir, but almost...I mean...several time times
I...."


The coach pulled away from the boy suddenly, as if
repulsed, making the
boy feel unwanted, freakish. The boy starred at the floor
as Japanese do
when they feel shame. My dick throbbed and my balls pulled
up.


"Are you a homo? Are you not a real man?"


"Oh no sir. It's just that I'm shy, and I haven't had
the chance to. I'm
with other guys most of the time and..."


The coach grabbed the boy's shoulder hard. "Other guys
are with their
buddies too, but they find time to fuck cunt. Most boys
your age are fucking
pussy every day." This of course was not true at all. Most
boys his age in
Japan are virgins. They fuck at a much later age than we do
in the States.
But poor Kenzo in his cute little football kid didn't know
this. Fuck, he
was a cute kid.


"Are you a teenage asspussy for the other boys?"


It looked like the boy would break down crying, it was
so sweet. "Oh
no Sir. I never...I mean..I...." The teen couldn't believe
what he was
hearing.


"How do I know you are not sucking the cocks of my boys
and draining
them of their precious energy? How do I know you are not
offering your
asscunt to the boys to fuck when they are in training and
away from their
girlfriends? How do I know you are not a sick
pervert..tell me that
Kenzo?"


"Sir, I...you have to believe me. I've only just
masturated with other




boys. Never anything more."


"Stand up in front of me. When was the last time you
blew your load of
teen cock slop? Tell me the truth now. Let me see in your
eyes, so I can see
if you are lying to me."


"Five days ago, sir." The boy hung his head in shame.
He was so
darling in his uniform, my dick was leaking like a wet
sponge, so I spilled
a little beer on my lap to cover my own embarrassment.


"Five day's ago, you fucking pervert. I should throw
you off the team.
You know how I feel about my boys spilling their seed and
draining their
energy before games. I want my boys to fuck every cunt they
can as often as
they want, but not before games. My best players, who are
real studs, not
fucking mama boys like you, they stop fucking their
girlfriends so as to
have power filled ball bags. They suffer for the game; for
the team, and
here you go beating your meat like some baby who just
discovered his dick."


It made no sense that the coach in one breath was
attacking the boy for
not fucking daily, and in the next , berating the boy for
shooting his load,
but it was that kind of confusion that broke the boy. It
was that kind of
mindless control that the coach wanted to exert on his boys
so that they
could never please him, no matter what they did.


"I'm sorry sir, but it was four weeks I'd gone with no
release. You
milked most of the other boys to help them out, but you
never called me in,
and I couldn't stand it. I needed some release. MY balls
were hurting so bad




sir, I could hardly walk."


"I suppose seeing all those bare assed boys with their
masculine dicks
in the showers everyday made your perverted teenage cock
ache to shoot a
load. Probably, you wanted all that dick up your pussy."


"Oh sir, you have to believe me. That's not how it is
at all. I love
girls."


The coach laughed a nasty laugh. "Oh sure, as
friends, to keep scrap
books of boy singing groups, but not to fuck. Boys half
your age are
shoving dick into cunts. Look boy, we appreciate honesty
around here. If
you want to become asspussy for the team, if you want to be
a cum dump for
them at the victory parties, just tell me. I can arrange
it. My boys need a
little relief now and then, and your hole is as good as the
next, I assume."


The boy had this stupid frozen grin on his face.
Asians often smile
when completely humiliated and devastated.


"Sir, you have the wrong idea of me. What can I say?"


The coach was feeling the boy's legs, squeezing the
firm young teen
muscles. "A shame too, you have the right legs for a
footballer. You could
have been a champ. A star. Instead you'd rather exercise
this muscle around
boy's cocks."


He reached up and began to squeeze the boy's tight
young ass globes.
The kid had a gorgeous ass, I could tell that even with his
shorts on. The
coach sure knew how to pick them. There is nothing in the
world like a
fourteen year old boy with a beautiful ass.


"How many of my boy's have fucked you?"




The poor boy almost collapsed. He was crying now He was crying now.
"None sir. Nothing
like that ever happened, I swear!"


"Take off your shirt. Let me see if you are built
normally, or if you
have titties like a cunt. I can't stand boys who are half
girls and have
those big flabby girl udders. You can tell if a boy is a
faggot by his
tits."


The poor boy didn't know what to do. The coach pulled
him back down next
to him on the couch and started to help him off with his
shirt.


"You know, when coach gives an order, you obey at
once. Otherwise
you'll be off the team by tomorrow. Now let me see your
chest. Well your
tits are nothing to rave about, but at least they look
normal. Are they over
sensitive like a cunt's tits?" He reached up and began to
finger the boy's
nipples. The helpless Japanese teen turned red in the face,
squirmed and
tried to pull away without actually offending his coach.
The coach worked
the kids nips, pulling and twisting them until they were
hard
little pebbles.


"Are you getting hard from that titty work, my little
faggot
fopotballer? This is a test you know. I want you to relax.
You say you are
not a faggot; that I can safely have you on the team with
my boys. If that's
true, then a man touching you should not excite you
sexually, right?
RIGHT?"


"Hei..I guess so sir." The little fuckcunt was so
confused, I could see




by now that we were going to be able to do anything we
wanted to do with
him. That was a really pleasing prospect.


"So, you just relax and we'll see if you are a real
man or a fucking
homo faggot cunt boy." The coach made his move. He reached
down into the
boys crotch and started to squeeze the teenage dick and
balls. The kid's
smooth beautiful body began to tremble like a leaf.


"Please sir...please I beg
you...Coach..don't...don't...."


But the coach was actually rubbing Kenzo's dick through
his shorts and
jock.


"If you are not a homo, then this should not turn you
on. Trust me boy,
I am your coach.. You have to know I am doing this for your
own good. Maybe
you are a fucking faggot and don't even know it. We have
to find out for
your own good, don't we?


I love to see the lower lip of a fourteen year old
boy quiver as he
starts to cry. Watching a boy of that age ball is pure
delight. He is trying
so hard all the time to be grown-up, and here we go and
reduce him to a
little baby once again. This poor boy kept trying to smile,
to be polite and
respectful to the coach, and it was a hoot, those tears
running down over
that cute fucking grinning face.


"Play with your nipples while I examine your prick."
the coach said,
rubbing and squeezing. His hands were really working the
young meat.


"Please, you don't have to..."
"Play with your fucking nipples." the boy started to
tug and twist on




his own boy tits as the coach rhythmically squeezed an own boy tits as the
coach rhythmically squeezed and
pumped the kid's
dick through his uniform shorts. It was so hot to see the
tugging on his own
tits. His mouth hung open like an idiot and drool dripped
from his lips.


"I don't know. It feels like it's getting a little
bigger, like it's
getting an erection.. Only a full fledged cocksucking
faggot would erect
under these conditions, but I just can't tell with your
shorts on. Stand up
and strip off your shorts."


The boy stood up on shaky legs. "Sir, I swear to you
on my honor, I am
not a faggot. I have never even had thoughts like...."


"If you are not a fucking faggot, you won't mind taking
off your shorts
in front of other men. Right? Only a homo cocksucking
asspussy cuntface
would feel embarrassed stripping in front of other guys.
Look at my boys.
They walk around the locker room bare assed all the time,
teenage dicks
swinging, balls bouncing, ass globes rising and falling
with each step. But
a cocksucker, a faggot boy with a twat lips on has asshole,
he would be shy
to undress. He would be afraid that his clit would get hard
in front of the
other naked boys. So what's it to be. Will you strip down
the shorts or
not?"


The boy was caught, and he knew it. I had been
snapping photos with my
digital camera all the time, and this increased the boy's
humiliation. You
can see the photos by writing to me. Now, he stripped down
to his snug blue




jockstrap. He had a nice full, hunky Japanese ass with a
deep crack.


"That a boy. Show Coach Shino and his American friend
that you are a
real man, not some fucked out, cum leaking boypussy whose
been sucking prick
since first grade."


The boy stood there clad in only his jock strap. Fourteen
years of
fuckable beauty. I really wanted and needed that young ass.


Coach smiled. "Now, put your leg up on the couch here,
so I can really
work that dick of yours through your prick pouch, and let's
see if you are a
man or a faggot. I have to be honest with you. Not much of
a cock lump here,
boy. No wonder the girls want nothing to do with you.
You're cock could
hardly even fill their hot young pussies. That's a bad
sign. Real men have
larger dicks than Asswipe faggots. Your pathetic little
peanut prick is not
a good sign at all."


Jesus, he was destroying this fourteen year old. "Keep
twisting those
udder tips, boy." Kenzo pulled harder and harder on his
nipples, tears
running down his cheeks.


The coach squeezed the boy's dick lump through his
jockstrap. I could
not tell if the kid was getting hard, but I was ready to
burst through my
trousers.


"Pleeeeeaaaassssseeeeee," the boy wailed, eyes
squeezed shut, pulling
on his own boy tits like some horny cumslut.


"Not much of a dick, but this ass of yours is prime
boy meat. Really
make fine faggot ass, if you ask me. The boys like to
shove their dicks up




faggot cunt after a winning game. I mean, they are reallcunt after a winning
game. I mean, they are really
horny right after
a game, right, and the girls aren't around just then. And
the boys love to
blow a good thick load. Sometimes, I will hire a street
hustler to provide
some asscunt for my boys, but shit, if I have one on the
team, a ready and
willing and able teentwat fuckdump with nice big cunt
titties for the boys
to hang on to while they plow faggot pussy, why should we
go outside?"


"I'm not...I'm not...I'm not..." the boy sobbed over
and over and over
like a fucking mantra.


"I'm quite sure I can see a little twitching going on
behind that jock
pouch, girl, when I squeeze and rub your big meaty ass
globes. You have one
fine set of assglobes. Any boy or man fucking between them
would think he
fucking a real cunt! Is your crack sensitive? Let me rub a
finger up and
down your ass crack and see if that gives you a faggot
boner."


Kenzo wailed out loud...a wail that filled the room, but
the coach was
undeterred.


He ran a finger up and down the boy's sweaty ass
crack. I was out of
my mind with fucklust. I couldn't wait to get my dick up
that virgin teenage
hole.


Then, the coach sat back with a disgusted look on his
face. The boy
stood before him chewing his lower lip, eyes getting red
from tears, weak in
the knees and shaking.


"You know, I would say from the feel and shape of your
ass that you are




a faggot. If you are, the best thing for you to do girl, is
to admit it and
face it and adjust your life. I can help you to do that.
You could make
some nice gang of boys a fine sex slop sewer."


Kenzo was totally destroyed. This coach was a master at
his business. He
accomplished in a few minutes what I have seen take other
guys weeks to do.
I decided then and there that I had to study under this
sensi.


"I'm not..I'm not...I'm not...." Kenzo couldn't even
get the words out.
Fuck, he had a cute face. Soft cheeks streaked with tears,
a delicious mouth
with full soft lips just waiting for me to gob spit into.


Corrupting innocent teenagers...my life's calling.We all
have our talents.
That happens to be mind But the Coach had a few things he
could teach me.


"I'm afraid there's only one way to find out the truth
about you. Let me
help you strip off your jock strap, Kenzo. Let's see if you
are really a
fuck sewer faggot slop hole or not." The coach reached out
again and rubbed
the boy's jock covered crotch and then began to peel down
the strap.





The coach Shino had cleverly started out teasing, tickling and playing with the
boy, but now he had turned the game sadistic and dirty, claiming that the boy
was a faggot. The more the boy protested he was not, the more Shino said they
had to test to find out. Now ,he was feeling up the naked boy through his
packed
blue jockstrap, and I was going nuts snapping photos. I'm only including a
fraction of the pics I took with this post. The boy stood terrified, pulling
and
twisting on his own teenage tits as the coach squeezed and rubbed the kids jock
covered dick pouch.
boy, but now he had turned the game sadistic and dirty, claiming that the boy
was a faggot. The more the boy protested he was not, the more Shino said they
had to test to find out. Now ,he was feeling up the naked boy through his
packed
blue jockstrap, and I was going nuts snapping photos. I'm only including a
fraction of the pics I took with this post. The boy stood terrified, pulling
and
twisting on his own teenage tits as the coach squeezed and rubbed the kids jock
covered dick pouch.

"Yes, I think it is getting bigger. Maybe you are a faggot and just don't know
it.

Don't worry, girl, I can help you. But I can't tell for sure with this pouch
on. Here
let me wet the front of the jockstrap pouch a little and see what that does for
you..." With that the coach put his mouth on the boy's cloth covered dick lump
and began to suck and chew on the boys cock. Kenzo tried to move back but the
coach wouldn't let him. He mouthed the prick. Hell what prick wouldn't grow
hard
with a work out like that. In America, I doubt a boy of fourteen would put up
with
such an action. There would be a law suit for sure. But in Japan, boys are
taught
never ever to cross an adult, especially a teacher, so their young asses are
fair
game.

The coach ran his big hands all over the small boy's legs, shoulder, stomach,
chest, and of course ass. The kid had nice big ass globes and the coach was
pinching and squeezing them like crazy. The boy was gulping for air, his young
teen tits rising and falling. He had certainly never felt anything like this in
his
young life. His breaths were short and ragged. He looked terrified. I loved the
way his nipples stuck out hard and pebble like. The coach pulled back.

"There you see...I barely put my mouth to your crotch and your fucker is up
and hard and even leaking a little through the material. That's not a good sign
boy. It means you probably are a cocksucker faggot asswipe cunthole."

"No I'm not sir, honest.." the teenager boy practically screamed. "Anyone
would get hard if they had that done to them. I couldn't help it. "

"Well I can’t tell for sure with that jock strap on, so lets just get rid of it
should
we?" He started to peel the boys blue prickpouch down his strong young legs.

"Oh please sir...can't I just go now...I really have to go...I...I..."

"Go? And have a potential faggot rooming with my boys, raveling with them,
showering with them? All the while, drooling to suck on their big teenage
fuckers? Don't worry, if we find out you are a faggot cocksucking homo as I
suspect, we won't desert you. We always take care of our own family. Although
you won't be able to play football with us ever again, and we will have to let
all
the other teams in the league know about you, to protect them. We'll allow you
to
be the team mascot. We'll give you a stupid animal costume to wear during the
games, and you can jump around and cheer us on. And after the games, you can



collect dirty towels and jock straps in the locker room. Think how much fun for
a
faggot that will be. If you sneak a suck on some of the straps, suck out some
of
the scrotum sweat left there by teenage jocks, I'm sure we'll turn a blind eye
to it.
After all, fucking faggot cumdumps need some fun too. We'll even let you sleep
in the locker room in the dirty jock box. We’ll let you clean the toilets with
your
tongue after the boys use them. But first, we have to find out if you are a
real
man, or a ladyboy dickloving homo." While he spoke, the coach's hands never
stopped rubbing up and down the boys smooth hairless torso, teasing the big
puffy boy nipples, tugging at the slight sprinkling of pit hair, rubbing the
smooth
young tummy. And then the pouch was off and the boy stood there bare assed;
teenage prick sticking out nice and hard. He kind of rocked on his big asian
feet.,
still dressed in sweat socks, and when he rocked, his prick bounced over a cute
set of hairless nuts. He was prime fourteen year old boy fuck!
faggot that will be. If you sneak a suck on some of the straps, suck out some
of
the scrotum sweat left there by teenage jocks, I'm sure we'll turn a blind eye
to it.
After all, fucking faggot cumdumps need some fun too. We'll even let you sleep
in the locker room in the dirty jock box. We’ll let you clean the toilets with
your
tongue after the boys use them. But first, we have to find out if you are a
real
man, or a ladyboy dickloving homo." While he spoke, the coach's hands never
stopped rubbing up and down the boys smooth hairless torso, teasing the big
puffy boy nipples, tugging at the slight sprinkling of pit hair, rubbing the
smooth
young tummy. And then the pouch was off and the boy stood there bare assed;
teenage prick sticking out nice and hard. He kind of rocked on his big asian
feet.,
still dressed in sweat socks, and when he rocked, his prick bounced over a cute
set of hairless nuts. He was prime fourteen year old boy fuck!

"Well the small size of your dick might explain why you are a faggot. Imean,
you could hardly fuck anything with that. And since your prick can't bring you
much pleasure, its understandable you should try to develop a pussy for your
fun. "

"I'm not a pussy...I'm not a pussy..." the boy sobbed and my dick almost shot
in my pants.

The Coach reached up one hand and held the boy's jaw. "That's for me to
determine. Remember, I'm doing this to help you. Now stand over there and jerk
on your dick for us. I wanna see if you jerk off like a man or like some kind
of
cuntboy."

The boy shook his cute young head; sweat sprayed the room. "I've never
done that in front of anyone..except for...when I was young...some of us
boys...."

"Well, real men arn't afraid to show and play with their pricks. They are proud
of them. Not that you’ve got anything to be proud of. Yours is really more of a
clit
than a dick. Besides, I'm not just anyone, I am your coach and I am here to
help
you.. so masturbate your dick for me boy. I want to see if you are healthy or
totally fucked up. And my American friend here will shoot some nice photos for
your health records. "

Teenage boys are so fucking easy to manipulate. It's because they are so
fucking insecure to begin with, and they want to prove themselves. You can
twist
and turn them any way you please. It;s even easier in Asia of course because
they have to respect adults, and they are so fucking non-confrontational. This
darling teenage boy actually stood bare assed naked in front of us with his
legs
spread and pumped his teenage pecker. There is no more beautiful sight on
earth than a teenage boy jerking off.

"Rub and pull your slut tits while you jerk boy. See if you can get that dick
up to
a respectable size. Spread your legs wider ,like a man, not a fucking homo.
Make
sure you pump hard enough to get your balls bouncing real good. Pump your
hips forward. Fuck your hand boy, fuck your hand like you were a man and it
was a cunt!"

The fucking young pup was really out of it. He stood there straining, eyes
shut,
mouth hanging slack, some spit drooling from his lower lip as he pumped his



teendick as hard as he could. The sounds of his slapping hand and swinging
balls filling the room with fucklust. I could smell teenage fuck. Dick slop
spit and
drooled from his pisshole, this kid was a fucking pre-fuck cistern.
balls filling the room with fucklust. I could smell teenage fuck. Dick slop
spit and
drooled from his pisshole, this kid was a fucking pre-fuck cistern.

"Okay, Stop! Now come over here and give us a look. Not much bigger. You
could never fuckcunt with that. I am going to bend over backwards to help you
here boy. I am going to do something I never do for a boy, to see if it does
any
good. I am going to suck on your dick a little to see if we can get it to a
manly
size. Now stand still. Remember, I hate doing this, but I am doing it just for
you."

"Tha...thank you sir." the poor kid stuttered, spit hanging from his lips, as
the
coach sucked the small sturdy prick into his mouth and with very loud sloppy
sucking sounds began to work the teenage cock with his tongue and mouth
muscles.

"Oh my Buddha...oh my Buddha..." the boy wailed over and over...it was
hysterically funny. His young body bucked and jerked as his coach sucked his
dick and fondled his nutsack. Then as quickly as the coach had started, he
stopped, and the poor kid stood there like a violin string tuned too tight,
quivering,
shaking, right on the edge.

"Oh please..finish me...let me cum...please..it's been too long...please..."

The coach reached up and slapped the boy hard for his own good. Do you like
slapping teenage boys? I do. I'll get some boy under my control and then make
him sit or stand naked. and I'll just slap his young smooth face for hours at a
time. Slap the teenage arrogance right out of him until his nose is running,
and
his eyes are red from crying, and his pretty young lips are all swollen and his
cheeks are bright red.

"You cum when I say you cum, not everytime your faggot clit gets to twitching.

Now we gotta check your ass, to see if it's a real boy's ass or a pussy.
Faggots
have pussies in their asses did you know that? Its a medical fact. A normal
boy's ass is just an asshole, but a faggot boy has a sensitive pussy implanted
right in his asshole. Its a sure way to tell a faggot. Now turn around boy..."
The
boy turned, tears streaming down his totally confused and shamed face, and
presented us with those nice full round ass globes with a nice deep crack.
There
is fucking nothing in the whole goddamn world like a cute teenage boy's ass. It
is
the ultimate sexual turn on. A teenage boy ass, all smooth and full and soft
skinned yet tight muscled. Boy ass..heaven on earth.

"Reach back and spread hyour ass cheeks for me."

"Puh...puhlease sir....I beg of you...allowe me..."

"Reach back and spread your fucking ass cheeks for me..I gotta see if you got
pussy lips in there. "The Coach’s hand snapped out and slapped one of the ass
globes, leaving a palm print on it.

The sweat form the boy's humilaited body could have lit the room it glistened
so. He was falling apart in front of me. He fairly bounced on his wide asian
feet.

He reached back and grabbed an ass cheek in each hand and spread for us. A
beautiful sight, like a fucking morning sunrise. There it was the tight perfect
pink
boy pucker...the teenage asshole. The fourteen year old virgin asshole. I moved
in for a closer look. The coach didn't mind.

"Okay, now keep them spread like that as wide as you can, while my friend



and I study your asshole. We have to see if it has pussy potential or not." He
lifted one big hand and with his index finger poked and prodded at the rosebud
asshole. The boy groaned and his hips moved. The coach slapped the ass
hard. "Stand still...keep those cheeks spread." This also gave us a great view
of
the boys hairless young scrotum.
has pussy potential or not." He
lifted one big hand and with his index finger poked and prodded at the rosebud
asshole. The boy groaned and his hips moved. The coach slapped the ass
hard. "Stand still...keep those cheeks spread." This also gave us a great view
of
the boys hairless young scrotum.

You may think it just cruel to put an innocent young teenage boy through
such humiliation, but after all it was for his own good. We fully intended on
fucking that teen ass, and better to open it up a bit first and get him used to
being
used like a fucking twat. Besides, the coach had to break the boy
psychologically. How else could he insure that the kid would be totally his in
every way? The little jap boy had to become a quivering mass of cunt for us! HE
HAD NO IDEA OF COURSE OF THE EXTREME PAIN WHICH LAY AHEAD
FOR HIM. Not only shame, but unbearable pain.

The coach sucked on one thick finger and then worked it into the kid’s
asshole. The boy was sobbing now and moaning and I don't know what all, but it
was real cute. His hands dug into his full young ass cheeks. The coach turned
to me..."See if anything happens to his balls when I drill my finger up his
ass. Do
his balls tighten up or anything?"

I was only too happy to help. I grabbed the soft young boy scrotum in my hand
and squeezed. The poor boy rose up on his toes from the pain. "Oh don't be
such a fucking sissy boy, " the coach said, shoving his finger as far as he
could
up the boys asshole. I squeezed and rubbed the boys soft hairless nutsack,
rolling the teenage balls around in my hand quite roughly. I thought the little
fucker would pass out. I have to say this for him, his teenage prick, small and
all
was hard as an iron bar and slapping up against his pubic mound.

"That definitely feels like a pussy in there. Push back with your cunt more,
girl.
Let me see for sure. Fuck ,I just can't tell. I'm going to have to go in with
two
fingers." The boy collapsed. His legs gave out, and he started to fall! Good
thing
I was there to help him. I grabbed his sweat slick naked body in my arms and
held him up, still mauling his nuts with one hand, while the coach worked a
second finger up the kids ass shute. The abused boy made a dying sound, like
the air couldn't quite make it in and out of his lungs. He looked up at me
holding
him...looked to me for some kind of mercy...help.

"Here, let me get rid of some of that sweat for you..." I offered aiming to
please.
And holding his naked body in my arms, I began to lick the sweat off his sweet
young face. He tried to pull away from my lapping tongue, but the coach slapped
his ass again

"Hold still. You can always tell better with two fingers up a twat, because its
a
little more like a dick." the abused teenage wasn't able to hold his own ass
cheeks any more, he was too out of it, so I reached down and hooked my arm
around one of his young strong legs and lifted it, opening him up for the coach
to
shove two big thick fingers up the boy’s virgin asshole. Sorry, but I couldn't
take
pictures of this. I was too busy and had my hands full. My tongue licked over
his
soft tear streaked cheeks. I licked his nostrils and his eyes. I licked his
ears. The
skin was so fucking soft and baby-like. He was like a faun!

"Kiss him on the mouth while I finger his hole and see if he responds. Its a



good way to tell a faggot..."

"Nnnnoooooooooooo....." the boy screamed, and the coach had to whack his
full round ass cheeks ten times, until the kid was a sobbing wreck.

"Now you let the nice man kiss you. You think he likes to kiss a faggot? He is
trying to help you. If it turns out you are not a faggot, think how much better
we
all will feel about this. Now open your mouth and let him tongue kiss you real
good while I finger your inner cunt."

You know me I covered the teenage boy's face with my fucking spit. I actually
gobbed on his face. I licked around inside his mouth. I sucked on his tongue
and lips until they were swollen. The boy tried to turn his cute face away, but
it
was no use, I kissed that fucker until he was raw.. I must have sucked face for
twenty minutes, all the while my pal the coach twisted and turned and poked and
shoved his big stubby fingers into the newborn asspussy.

"It's no good, " he said last. "I'm sorry but I just cannot tell if its a pussy
or not."

"It's not..it's not..see I told you so..I'm not a faggot...please let me go
now.....please..I told you..." the boy was gulping for air while he talked, my
spit
swimming around in his mouth and dripping off his chin.
"I can't telll this way. We are just going to have to fuck him!"




Japanese Student’s Test Part Three
by dale10 by dale10

The small cute Japanese kid opened his mouth in horror and spit ran down his
chin. A wail of protest came from somewhere deep inside of him. He shook his
head wildly and tried to break free of the grasp the coach and I had on his
young
tight body. The kid's body was smooth, hairless, sweat slick, lithe and totally
fuckable. If you are into boys like I am, and like the coach obviously was,
once
that old dick gets up and dripping, you just can't turn if off. It's dangerous
I admit,
but what can I do? I simply had to fuck this sweet innocent young kid in his
smooth tight ass, and his feelings didn't even enter into the picture. I had to
feel
my hard throbbing fuckmeat forcing itself up his beautiful tight pussyass. I
knew
the pain would be unbearable for him as well as the shame, and both things are
what got my prick hard and dripping. I admit that fucking young boys in the ass
becomes an obsession. If I don't fuck some young boysass every few days I go
cazy, which is part of the problem when I am here in the states. Shit, in Asia
is
available 24/7. In America you can't just go onto the streets and pick up some
fresh teen ass with a snap of your fingers, but in Asia, no problem.

I mean what could this kid do? Do you know how difficult it is with the huge
population in their country for Japanese boys to get into the best schools? Do
you know that kids actually commit suicide over not getting in? So what's a
little
ass fucking, if it can get you in good with the coach and keep you in school.
He
knew if he resisted he would be expelled from the school in shame, and no one
would listen to his protests about being ass fucked. His family would be
disgraced. The kid was trapped. Nonetheless, he was scared shitless and tried
to break free of our grip. His eyes rolled wildly in his cute head. I loved the
tension in his muscles. His skin was so soft and pale and his muscles so tight
and sinewy beneath.

"Le'ts get this young faggot cunt into a bed...we can work him over better that
way, " the coach said, and I helped him drag the protesting kid out of the
office
and down the hall. The kid was bare assed naked and other boys in the hallway
stopped what they were doing and looked at him in shock. They saw the naked
boy try to twist out of our grip. They saw his fat balls and prick swing and
slap his
thighs.

The coach shook the boy hard and raised his voice so he could be easily
heard. "We found out Kenzo here is a faggot. He was caught sucking on other
boys’ dirty jock straps and masturbating. Tell the other boys! Make sure
everyone knows he is a fucking homo faggot cocksucker." Kenzo screamed at
the lie, but I had to laugh. That should endear him to the other students. The
coach and I dragged the boy right through the locker room bathing area. In
Japanese schools the bathing area is different than in America. They don't just
have showers but tubs, and the boys soap up first bare assed naked outside the
tub, then wash off with water from hoses, then go into the hot tub to relax.
Five



or six really cute boys were soaping up and bathing when we came through,
dragging a screaming Kenzo between us. I went a little nuts staring at all the
available teenage dick, and it drove me crazy knowing that the coach could and
did have all the boy prick and kid cunt he wanted. The boys all respected their
coach in a typically Asian manner. When he entered the room, they stopped
soaping or scrubbing or hosing and stood at attention for him, their fuckmeat,
scrotums and hot young asses on full display. Part of me wanted to stay right
there and sample some teen boy pussy in the baths. I learned later that the
coach often supervised his boys’ baths, even climbing in and helping. He often
scrubbed the boys asses, making sure to get deep into their cracks and even
fingering their young shitholes to get them very clean. Teenage boys need
constant supervision. He sometimes milked the boys in the bath; the boys who
were very well behaved and good in sports and deserved to be milked. The boys
were never allowed to milk themselves. Nocturnal emmissions were to be
reported to the coach at once, and every single load was recorded in the
student's personal file. If boys came without permission, they were punished by
having their asses and scrotums whipped. They waited eagerly for the coach to
be kind enough to milk them, slowing pumping their randy young pricks to
climax.
The coach took lots of time when he milked a boy. It often lasted hours, as he
would bring a moaning teen to the very edge and then back off and let the prick
become flaccid before starting again. Some of the boys in the bathhouse now
thrust their hips out at the coach, presenting dangling thick dicks and cum
filled
balls, hoping the coach would take time to milk them. The coach completely
controlled the sex lives of his boys.Not only the sex lives; each boy had to
piss in
a jar and only in his own personal jar, so the amount of each piss could be
recorded. Older boys and the coach’s assistants monitored every piss the
younger boys took. The color and smell and volume of the urine was noted in
records. The boys were not allowed to touch their dicks when they pissed. They
had to dangle the fat cocks over the jar and piss while being closely watched.
when we came through,
dragging a screaming Kenzo between us. I went a little nuts staring at all the
available teenage dick, and it drove me crazy knowing that the coach could and
did have all the boy prick and kid cunt he wanted. The boys all respected their
coach in a typically Asian manner. When he entered the room, they stopped
soaping or scrubbing or hosing and stood at attention for him, their fuckmeat,
scrotums and hot young asses on full display. Part of me wanted to stay right
there and sample some teen boy pussy in the baths. I learned later that the
coach often supervised his boys’ baths, even climbing in and helping. He often
scrubbed the boys asses, making sure to get deep into their cracks and even
fingering their young shitholes to get them very clean. Teenage boys need
constant supervision. He sometimes milked the boys in the bath; the boys who
were very well behaved and good in sports and deserved to be milked. The boys
were never allowed to milk themselves. Nocturnal emmissions were to be
reported to the coach at once, and every single load was recorded in the
student's personal file. If boys came without permission, they were punished by
having their asses and scrotums whipped. They waited eagerly for the coach to
be kind enough to milk them, slowing pumping their randy young pricks to
climax.
The coach took lots of time when he milked a boy. It often lasted hours, as he
would bring a moaning teen to the very edge and then back off and let the prick
become flaccid before starting again. Some of the boys in the bathhouse now
thrust their hips out at the coach, presenting dangling thick dicks and cum
filled
balls, hoping the coach would take time to milk them. The coach completely
controlled the sex lives of his boys.Not only the sex lives; each boy had to
piss in
a jar and only in his own personal jar, so the amount of each piss could be
recorded. Older boys and the coach’s assistants monitored every piss the
younger boys took. The color and smell and volume of the urine was noted in
records. The boys were not allowed to touch their dicks when they pissed. They
had to dangle the fat cocks over the jar and piss while being closely watched.

Then, they even had to squat in front of the faculty or seniors to take a shit
,and
the length and width and texture of their shit logs was recorded. The boys had
to
squat and shit in front of each other. Their diets were often altered as a
result of
the texture and amount of shit. This school prided itself on taking care of
it's
boys’ minds and bodies. The poor teens had absolutely no personal life; every
single moment was monitored and everything they did, they did under
supervision. That's why the coach's football team won the silver cup every
single
year. They were the best! Television cameras in the dorms watched the boys
while they slept to prevent nocturnal emissions. The boys had to sleep naked on
their backs, so observers could look at their healthy young dicks and sacks as
much as the pleased.

We dragged the poor sobbing kid into another room which had a bed in it,

and the coach kindly asked me to hold the little fuck down while he rammed his
large drooling prick up the boy's asshole. I quickly stripped. I had been quick
enough to set the camera on remote and did get a decent pic of me holding the
boy whild he was fucked for the first time. I wish you could have heard the
boy’s
wails of anguish as a fat cock was forced for the first time deep into his
tender



virginal rectum. The coach remarked that the boy’s hole was really tight, but
would soon be loose and sloppy. The coach fucked the boy as hard as he could,
both of us enjoying the sound of his big balls slapping the kid’s ass and the
boy
grunting and sobbing. After the coach blew a heavy load up the boy's no longer
virgin hole, he pulled out, strings of cum and blood clinging to the retreating
fuckmeat, I climbed on and buried my big western prick in that sweet hot boy
pussy. It was damned tight. Painfully tight, and I vowed to loosen it up right
there
and then. I moved my hips from side to side, forcing the ass canal to open. The
boy screamed that he was dying. It was quite humorous. I fucked the kid so hard
I thought my dick would come out of his mouth. He grunted like a stuck pig, and
his body humped and thumped against the mattress. I dug my toes in and forced
my dick harder and harder up his boytwat. With each thrust, the teenager let
out
a deeper grunt, followed by a girlish wail. The coach went around and held the
kid's head between his strong muscular thighs and rested his slimy dick and
sweaty ball bag on the boy's darling face. Then while I fucked, he started to
pull
and twist on the boy’s nipples. He actually lifted the boy's body up off the
bed by
the tits. Kenzo was screaming and spitting and drooling underneath the coach's
balls. The coach moved slightly so his asshole rested on the boy's face, and
then
he pulled harder on the tits and demanded that the teenager suck his ass. I
rotated my hips so my rock hard prick reached every corner of his innercunt.
The coach remarked that the boy’s hole was really tight, but
would soon be loose and sloppy. The coach fucked the boy as hard as he could,
both of us enjoying the sound of his big balls slapping the kid’s ass and the
boy
grunting and sobbing. After the coach blew a heavy load up the boy's no longer
virgin hole, he pulled out, strings of cum and blood clinging to the retreating
fuckmeat, I climbed on and buried my big western prick in that sweet hot boy
pussy. It was damned tight. Painfully tight, and I vowed to loosen it up right
there
and then. I moved my hips from side to side, forcing the ass canal to open. The
boy screamed that he was dying. It was quite humorous. I fucked the kid so hard
I thought my dick would come out of his mouth. He grunted like a stuck pig, and
his body humped and thumped against the mattress. I dug my toes in and forced
my dick harder and harder up his boytwat. With each thrust, the teenager let
out
a deeper grunt, followed by a girlish wail. The coach went around and held the
kid's head between his strong muscular thighs and rested his slimy dick and
sweaty ball bag on the boy's darling face. Then while I fucked, he started to
pull
and twist on the boy’s nipples. He actually lifted the boy's body up off the
bed by
the tits. Kenzo was screaming and spitting and drooling underneath the coach's
balls. The coach moved slightly so his asshole rested on the boy's face, and
then
he pulled harder on the tits and demanded that the teenager suck his ass. I
rotated my hips so my rock hard prick reached every corner of his innercunt.

When the boy didn't suck asshole well enough, after all it was his first time,
the
coach reached downa nd grabbed the teenager’s soft pink penis and yanked
hard on it. He pulled the kid's dick, stretching it, yelling at the boy to get
some
tongue up his asshole. The poor boy wrapped his sexy naked legs around my
body and curled his toes in pain. I laughed and fucked his boypussy until the
sound of my ballbag slapping against his cunt filled the room.

"Suck my asshole you fucking faggot. That's all you're good for, to suck ass
and take dick up your cunt. From now on you'll be sucking ass every fucking
day.
You will suck the assholes of every boy on the team. I will removed paper and
water from the toilets and after the boys take a shit, you will lick and suck
them
clean. You will crawl around the locker room on your hands and knees and never
walk in the presence of any teacher or team member. You will crawl up to every
boy and sniff his balls and cock and beg to be allowed to suck his big fat
teenage
dick. Of course the boys are not allowed to actually have sex, but we might
allow
them to have you lick the sweat after a game off their balls and cocks and out
of
their assholes. But don't worry, you will get plenty of cock to suck; all the
coaches
and the assistant coaches and the team managers, and some of the other
faculty, the understanding liberal ones. And then all of my friends. And then
the
coaches of the other teams. You will be sucking at least fifteen to twenty
cocks a
day...every single day. But you will have to study hard to become an expert
cocksucker. You're a little old to be starting out, but maybe you can make up
for
lost time by sucking extra dicks every day. I am sure my American friend here
will
be glad to tutor you in the fine art of cocksucking. And I will personally take
charge of opening up your asscunt. Before the week is out, you will be taking
my
whole hand up your pussy without so much as a whimper, I promise you. You
should be so greateful that we found out you were a faggot in time to help
you."



After I shot my first load, I made the teen suck the ass juice and blood and
cum off my fuckmeat. I got turned on and I fucked the kid's mouth, and the
coach
fucked his ass again. Then the coach applied some training techniques to
toughen the little faggot up a bit. We put clips on his nipples, because the
coach
wants the boy to develop his tits like pig udders. You know I am a man who
loves
to work on boy tit, so that was lots of fun. We told the boy soon his nipples
would
be so large and distended that they would show like girl nipples through any
shirt
he wore. He wailed at that and begged us to have mercy. We shoved some kind
of japanese electrical dildo's up his ass and the coach turned up the current
until
Kenzo was flopping around on the bed like a fucking salmon trying to swim
upstream. The boy was pretty much mindless with pain and abuse, so we cuffed
him and left him to lie on the bed to contemplate his new role on the team and
in
the school. The coach assured me the boy would make no trouble. Then, we
hade some hot sake, and we looked through photos of the team to pick our next
plaything. I selected a thirteen year old freshman.
rst load, I made the teen suck the ass juice and blood and
cum off my fuckmeat. I got turned on and I fucked the kid's mouth, and the
coach
fucked his ass again. Then the coach applied some training techniques to
toughen the little faggot up a bit. We put clips on his nipples, because the
coach
wants the boy to develop his tits like pig udders. You know I am a man who
loves
to work on boy tit, so that was lots of fun. We told the boy soon his nipples
would
be so large and distended that they would show like girl nipples through any
shirt
he wore. He wailed at that and begged us to have mercy. We shoved some kind
of japanese electrical dildo's up his ass and the coach turned up the current
until
Kenzo was flopping around on the bed like a fucking salmon trying to swim
upstream. The boy was pretty much mindless with pain and abuse, so we cuffed
him and left him to lie on the bed to contemplate his new role on the team and
in
the school. The coach assured me the boy would make no trouble. Then, we
hade some hot sake, and we looked through photos of the team to pick our next
plaything. I selected a thirteen year old freshman.




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