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I couldn't imagine Joe ever intended this evening to go this far, but it had and he did. He looked at the camera, the red recording light still flickering, and said as if to an audience, "Well, well, did you hear that? Coach WANTS me to fuck him; imagine that...here I thought I was his worst nightmare...turns out I'm his fucking fantasy man!" Still squeezing my crotch, Joe got in my face and whispered, "Oh yeah, I'm gonna fuck you...yeah, I'm gonna rock your world...coach!" And with that Joe pushed my body with disdain from his knee to the floor. He stood over me looking bigger and more threatening than ever and slowly began to unzip his jeans. His talk must have aroused him as well, but I was certainly not prepared for the size of this particular muscle. My God! Joe unleashed from his jeans, the hugest cock I had ever seen, thick as a beer can, long and meaty. In all my days of coaching and locker room showers, I had never seen anything like this. Joe turned sideways to the camera and began stroking his massive organ all the while smiling menacingly at me and talking about fucking the coach and giving the teacher what he asked for. The longer he stroked, the bigger both of our cocks grew. I began to get really worked up and was pathetically moaning with anticipation. I couldn't wait for Joe to put this new muscle to work; it was so incredibly huge and I was now wimpering with both fear and desire! He pulled me by my feet for a better camera angle and then sat down roughly on my chest, teasing me with his huge mass of manhood, flapping it against my chin and cheeks. "..Is this what you want?...yeah, you want some of THIS don't you? But I think maybe you should beg me for it? That's right, you want me to fuck your mouth don't you? You want to be my fag cocksucker don't you? uh huh, sure you do... Then beg me...BEG me to let you suck my big dick. Come on, teach, I want to hear you BEG." Through all this taunting oration, I was trying to answer but was always interrupted with more trash talk. Finally, in frustration, I interrupted Joe, and cried, "PLEASE... yes, please let me suck your dick... please, sir, please." Almost angrily, Joe attempted to stuff his organ into my mouth. I had never done this before and was not at all prepared for it. Frustrated with my inexperience and because I couldn't put my mouth around his massive organ without gagging, Joe commanded me to "relax, or I'll put my big dick back in my pants and leave". So... I settled down and relaxed. I relaxed and proceded to slowly make love to this massive muscle for several minutes of extreme pleasure, pleasure I never knew existed. I began by simply kissing his cock, then I licked all up and down the shaft, and finally was able to fit my mouth around its tip. Inch by massive inch, I learned to worship this glorious muscle properly. Joe hovered over me always talking roughly and reveling in his domination. He had to have done this before I thought; he was too good at it to be a novice. Somehow he got the idea to perform push-ups over me while my hands and mouth carressed his cock. I was amazed that, in this position, he could force his massive dick nearly in its entirety down my throat. My eyes and then my hands instinctively began to worship his muscular body, feeling the strength first in his arms and then his big shoulders and chest all the while continuing to suck his meat. My eyes and hands could not seem to take in enough of the rugged muscles hovering over my face. Joe kept a condescending sneer on his face that seemed to say, "you are my slave and I am ALLOWing you to worship my body". With my mouth now expertly performing on its own, my hands began to roam all over Joe's mountainlike pecs and fondle and tug on his huge nipples. Joe's nipples were big...almost half dollar size and they adorned pec muscles that hung above me like thick slabs of prime meat. I knew I had to get my mouth on them, but I didn't want to set him off in case my worshipping his chest was just too much submissive behavior. Cautiously, I pulled his stiff cock from my mouth, and weakly requested, "please...sir please, may I...may I suck on your chest, sir?" I could tell he liked being called sir. "You want to suck my nipples?" he questioned. I winced thinking that I may have gone too far. Apparently this was new territory to him. In fact, I began to think that no one had been where I was hopefully going and that this whole process was new to Joe as well. I breathed a great sigh of relief when I heard him say, "Hell, why not...yeah...suck my big chest, nipple boy... yeah, let's see you make love to these big tits...coach." Well for the better part of 5 minutes, Joe sat on me, his cock still hard upon my stomach and pressed my face to his chest. I licked and sucked and rubbed because I could not get enough of his body. In some ways, Joe's chest was a bigger turn on to me than his incredible cock. To this day, I can taste his huge nipples with a simple thought of imagining them in my anxious mouth. mmmm. Joe assisted by forcing my face into his chest and moving my head from pec to pec continually calling the action. "Suck it, come on SUCK it. Yeah, you think you're in muscle heaven don't you? You like my big chest in your face, huh? Yeah, suck on that man tit, boy. Oh yeah, bite on it. Is that good? Yeah, this is your lucky day, huh boy? Show me how much you appreciate me lettin' you suck on my big chest, coach. That's it, yeah, lick on these sexy nipples...oh yeah." With my insatiable mouth on his nipples, Joe began to flex his arms for the camera and again repositioned me so that he was facing the screen. He forced me to lick his arm pits and kiss his biceps. I tried to cover his peaked arms with my mouth as Joe enjoyed making me grovel for more. "Suck my biceps, boy; yeah, do you like these muscles? (uh hmm) Let me hear you say it! (Yes! yes, I love your hard muscles sir) Yeah, well then kiss these big biceps, you fucking fag...oh yeah, you like this hard body don't you? (yes sir, mmmm). I cringed when I heard the video tape stopped and began to rewind. Joe had been posing, arm wrestling, besting me in strength tests, dominating me in wrestling holds, and allowing me to worship his body for over two hours! He asked me if I still needed my sleep. He didn't need an answer as he told me to get another tape...fast before he decided to leave. As I quickly got to my feet, I realized how sore my body was from the beating it had taken. Somehow my pain didn't matter. I hurriedly stuck in a new tape, made sure the camera was functioning properly, and asked, "What do you want me to do? Whatever you want." "You got that right," Joe said as he forced me to my knees and pushed my mouth onto his dick which had gone down to about half its erected size...and it was still huge. Within seconds Joe's cock had torpedoed up to what I decided must have been 10 inches since I could grasp it with both hands and still have plenty to fill my mouth. I watched myself on the screen as I sucked cock for the second time in my life. Joe seemed to be enjoying himself almost as much as I. It never entered my mind what would happen if this video ever got into the wrong hands. At this point I didn't really care. I was discovering wonderful new territory and I was lost in it. If I had thought Joe was no longer in a dominating mood, those thoughts quickly vanished as he began slapping my face with his massive dick and then with his hands. He still wanted to humiliate me. "Lay down"...I did. "Turn over"...I complied. Joe then pulled down my boxer shorts and said, "Let's see how this works". He stuck his middle finger into my ass and I could tell he was repositioning me for the best camera shot lifting me into frame with his one finger. He took off his jeans and I could see he had not neglected his lower body. Joe's quads were thick and carved clear down to those thick muscles above his knees. It was time to "charter" new territory. I thought the initial pain was going to kill me as he roughly inched his giant cock up my ass. I literally cried as Joe ripped me a new asshole. This was too much! However, the pain soon gave way to a guilty pleasure as we both experienced this for the first time I could tell. Joe laid on my back and whispered in my ear, "Yeah...oh yeah, how does THAT feel? You like my cock up your ass don't you? Well I'm gonna make you FEEL it; can you feel it? Yeah, I'm gonna rip you apart, man...I'm gonna tear your ass up. I'm gonna FUCK you hard, man...I am gonna FUCK you till you beg me to stop man". Well, I never begged him to stop, but I did come after a few minutes without even touching my own cock. Is this possible I wondered? Joe exploded inside me creating a feeling I cannot describe. He slapped my buttocks and continued to brutally ride me for several minutes all the while talking crudely, belittling my situation. "Take my big fuckin' dick up your little ass, you fucking faggot; I'm gonna tear you apart...yeah, I'm gonna make you my boy toy, I'm gonna ride you hard and put you away wet, man. Fuckin' A... FUCKin' A... FUCKIN' A!" I didn't care. Joe's humiliation was secondary to the pleasure. Finally, he pulled out, turned me over and lay atop me exhausted, his head on my heaving chest. I enjoyed the pressure of his hard body on mine. I cautiously ran my hands over his muscular back and shoulders admiring what work effort had gone in to creating this rugged physique, utterly amazed that this young, tough musclestud used to be called, Little Joe. My carresses must have aroused him because soon I felt his lifelike cock growing hard again. There, pressured between my body and his, was this massive muscle that seemed to have a life of its own. To my complete joy, Joe began to run his mouth over MY chest now. I tried to tense my pecs so that he would think me worthy, but he didn't seem to need encouragement. He slowly made his way up to my neck, and finally, his mouth covered mine as I was so deeply hoping it would. It wouldn't have surprised me to find out that Joe had never kissed anybody before, but he either had great instincts or had gotten experience from somewhere, because he forced his tongue deep into my mouth with authority. His hands firmly held my face stationary as he continued to work his mouth and tongue over and inside mine. I completely gave in to his control. He kissed me long and hard for several minutes, and I didn't want him to ever stop. Joe was a fucking love machine! He could have asked me to do anything at that moment and I would have gladly done it. This 19 year old stud had dominated me, humiliated me, beaten me, essentially raped me, and now made love to me for over three hours, and I was now thankful for every gloriously painful and pleasurable minute. Exhausted, we both fell asleep, Joe on top of me. I never slept more peacefully. I woke up around 4 am with Joe's hard body still on mine, covering me like a heavy blanket. I laid there being so thankful for this experience and simply absorbing the many emotions. Softly I kissed Joe's face which was now looked more handsome than ever and ran my hands through his short brown hair. I wanted so badly to explore his body again and finally decided to inch from beneath him, desperately hoping he would not awaken. I slowly rolled Joe on to his back and was fairly content just to admire the athletic body that lay beside me. He was simply beautiful, so hard, so smooth, so ripped, so strong. Finally my desire grew too much to keep inside. Wanting to experience this over and over again, I had enough frame of mind to get up and slip in another video tape that would hopefully capture another worship session for my later enjoyment. I positioned the camera carefully and returned to softly kiss his muscular chest again. His nipples were still hard and inviting, and I covered every inch of his chest and abs with my tongue. Joe's hard, cut abs were wonderful to explore, and I was thankful for his deep sleep since I doubted he would allow me to do this were he awake. I checked the television screen which thankfully was displaying another near perfect picture. Turned on by my voyeurism, I worked back up to Joe's chest spending several minutes kissing and sucking and making love to his hard pecs and huge nipples. My hands cupped and rubbed Joe's beautiful chest so lustfully that he should have awakened. Finally I moved on to his wide shoulders and powerful arms. Joe's shoulders were so incredibly massive; they seemed to explode from his body, beautifully connecting to two strong arms. The arms that had beaten me so savagely only a few hours ago now were my playground. I ran my tongue along each vein and sucked on every muscle. I snuggled close to his neck and finally could not refrain from placing a kiss on his rugged face. To my astonishment, Joe began to instinctively kiss back! Not really awake, his natural domination instincts slowly took over control, and he gradually began to take charge again. Although mostly asleep, Joe strongly forced me onto my back and kissed me even harder and more passionatelyl than before; he seemed voraciously hungry and I was his main course. I could tell the moment when he fully awoke and realized what he was doing, and I prayed he wouldn't stop. I pretended to be in a state of halfsleep and hoped that Joe would feel the urge to continue manhandling me. His cock had hardened again and he opted to let it find its home inside my ass. He raised my legs, and fucked me hard and savagely once again. Joe humped and growled and yelled and raped me for the second time...this time with much less trash talking, only long deep thrusts that felt so good. Once again I came with little assistance. This time Joe pulled out before climax, and I was allowed to watch him jack his 10" cock until he forced a massive load all over me, my couch, and possibly my ceiling! Joe shot 8-10 thick streams of white cum before he stopped stroking his meat. The sight of Joe cumming was utterly amazing, and I thought of how I would certainly enjoy watching this hot scene again and again on video! After Joe had finished he rolled off me and fell asleep with his hand still stroking his massive cock. I spent the rest of the morning just gazing at this perfect speciman and reliving the incredible night before wondering if there would be any more like it. Still admiring Joe's body at 7:00 a.m., I got up and called in sick. When Joe awakened hours later, I was nervously watching the videos and was so pleased when Joe took pleasure in watching them too. He was extremely pleased with the quality, content, and action. In fact, Joe provided an arrogant commentary that kept us both hard throughout most of the viewing. Occasionally he would playfully put me in a headlock or force my face into his manly chest while we watched. Most of the time one of us was slowly stroking Joe's incredible cock which never seemed to diminish in size. When I was feeling confident, I would gently kiss him which he tolerated more than enjoyed I thought. Joe could not believe I had captured the second fuck scene and he said he didn't even remember it! But I had proof! Embarrassed by my extreme lust, I tried to fast forward through the bodyworship session which Joe had slept through, but he wouldn't have it. In fact, he allowed me to worship his chest again as he watched the previous night's action. We both got so hard during this scene, that we jacked off again! I was incredibly and totally lost in my lust for this young man, and I felt so very thankful for his manliness. We shared the most fulfilling day! These days, Joe still comes over occassionally, maybe once, sometimes twice a week. He knows he's always much more than welcome, and I gladly alter my schedule to fit his visits. Sometimes we wrestle, sometimes he fucks me when he's in the mood; sometimes he actually makes love to me. Sometimes we make new videos or watch old ones, but I'm always eager to please no matter what his mood. After all, he's the teacher now and I just follow directions. I still teach school, and, although my mind is often elsewhere, I feel that I'm doing a good job with the kids. But I tell you this: I now pay special attention to any misfits. Yes, Joe is the teacher now, I just follow directions. Edwards