powerful for having brought Sutton state championships in several sports, made fuck duty mandatory for all girls at Sutton High. Although many parents were outraged, the majority of parents, along with the school board and city fathers, didn't care what Coach Long did as long as he kept bringing in the trophies and kept turning their boys into college and pro athletes.
Over the years, Coach Long's power increased.
His former athletes manned the Sutton police force now almost entirely. Promising athletes were recruited from all over the state to come to Sutton, and Coach Long even sent scouts out of state. Because boys outnumbered girls by about three-to-one these days, Sutton took in any female it could lay its hands on. Coach Long had the junior high boys training hard now for the day they would become Sutton High athletes. The wily coach titillated the junior high boys, made them hungry, by making a rule that junior high boys must not fuck junior high girls. Junior high boys must wait for high school for the fuck rewards the high school boys received. And thus the junior high boys took to roaming the streets at night to hunt down stray females of high school age or older, whom they would gang rape until they had satisfied their raging, pubescent lusts.
For years now the streets of Sutton had been unsafe for females. But Coach Long didn't mind, and neither did most of Sutton. Sutton had a name now, and vandalism and street drugs were nearly nonexistent. So a few dizzy broads got raped! They should have known better then to be out on Sutton's streets unguarded.
'Your first day of fuck-duty, what they also call extended gym-class, will be Monday,' Candy was saying. 'That's why we've gotta get you ready this week stretch you out and loosen you up.'
Lisa was so excited that she was rubbing her spread crotch on the gym floor. 'Ooh, I can hardy wait! All those hunks!'
Candy laughed. 'You ever fucked or sucked forty or fifty guys in one day?'
'No,' Lisa said, 'but I can't wait to try it.'
'Maybe you'll change your tune,' Candy said, 'Once those big cocks start tearing up your holes. We got a freshman in this school with a cock bigger then Coach Long's. Just wait til you see it. You won't believe it.'
'Ooh, I hope I get it,' Lisa said, wiggling her ass.
'You might change your tune about that, too,' Candy said. 'Coach brings over junior high girls to get their cherries busted every so often. A cherry bursting fuck is an extra reward for some guy who's really played good ball game or something. Well, they brought in a tight little cherry cunt for the kid with the big cock just to watch him bust a cherry. They said it was like a bubble gum pop when he stuck her, and the little bitch passed out fainted and nearly bled to death.'
Lisa winced, then forced a giggle. 'Doesn't bother me. I lost my cherry four years ago.'
Rusty wiped the sweat off the tip of his nose with his wrist. Shit, even touching his wrist, to his nose hurt. His wrists were still swollen and black and blue. He flexed his hands back and forth slowly, then worked them in circles. They had to get a little bit flexible or he'd never be able to beat his opponent. He shook his hands vigorously, biting his lips from the pain. Damn wrists! If only be could shake the soreness out of them.
The guys in the gym were screaming. It looked like Simpson was going to pin Rogers. Lucky Simpson! The bitch they had waiting for him had tits as big as Old Lady Benton's, and the bitch was a lithe teenager besides.
Rusty looked across the gym to the other action. On the other wrestling mat, Downs, who had won his match earlier, was fucking the shit out of a junior high bitch Coach Long had brought over to have her cherry busted. Maxwell, the big 250-pound tackle who had played so viciously in Saturday's game, had blasted her cherry about an hour ago, and he'd come close to crushing her to death. Rusty had had to laugh when the huge tackle had got so excited that his prick had slipped out of the bitch while he was coming, and he'd shot sideways onto the mat.
Rusty stroked his cock, wishing he was over there in Downs' skin fucking that helpless little junior high bitch. Shit, if he didn't win his match against Canton, he'd have to beat off while Canton got into whatever hot slut Coach Long had lined up for the winner of their match.
The gym door across they way opened, and in walked two naked chicks. Christ, there was that black-haired bitch, Candy Ritz. She had a cunt that sucked like a toilet plunger, and Rusty loved to chew on her hot red nipples. Christ, maybe she was today's prize.
But who was that other chick with Candy? Cute, long, fine blonde hair. Rusty could see it shine way across the gym. Nice ass pointed tits. And she was pretty. Jesus, he'd love to get into her! New girl, though. He'd never seen her before. Too developed and cocky looking to be a junior high chick. Christ, what an ass! He could feel his cock up it already.
Rusty was so preoccupied with the new girl that he didn't see the Simpson-Rogers match end.
'Hey Linx! Donkey dick!' Coach Long bellowed. 'You gonna wrestle today or you too busy puffing on your dick?'
Rusty jumped up and ran to the center of the mat. His ten-inch prick stood up at a forty-five degree angle from his loins, but Rusty didn't feel embarrassed today. He was hoping the new chick was looking over at him. He glanced toward her, and she was. He flexed his cock a few times, hoping she knew that he did it for her.
Coach Long blew the whistle, and Rusty tore into Canton.
'Ooh, I've never seen such a big prick,' Lisa said, drooling over the cute blond kid with a prick the size of a billy club. Warm juice lubricated her inner thighs. 'Ooh, I hope he wins!'
'Lucky bitch!' Candy said. 'Cock number one. Right off the bat.'
Lisa giggled. 'That must be him, then, the one you were telling me about. What's the luscious guy's name?'
'Never mind,' Candy snapped. 'If he wins, I hope he shoves it up your shit hole until it comes out your mouth.'
'No way,' Lisa said. A kid at Parcher High had tried to ass fuck her once, and she'd clawed his face up the ass hurt. No way she'd let any boy do that to her not any boy.
The two boys were wrapped around each, other, rolling this way and that on the mat. Sometimes it looked like one was fucking the other one, for the two boys were stark naked and their dicks were stiff as pipes across the gym all the spectators screamed.
The blond kid had the other kid on his back and was driving him down into the mat, by yanking down his jackknifed legs. Coach Long was squirming on his belly, shoving his hand under the downed boy's shoulders. At once the coach whacked the mat and blew his whistle. The wrestlers fell apart, collapsing, and the other boys cheered.
'Lucky bitch!' Candy said, making a face at Lisa. 'Think you can handle him? I don't.'
'No sweat,' Lisa said, shivering all over. The blond kid was on his feet now, and Coach Long had him by the arm and was pointing him toward her. He was smiling.
The boy came trotting over, his monstrous pecker looking even more monstrous with every step. The cock head was purple and the size of an apple. Blue veins bulged along the ivory shaft. The huge cock waved heavily, looking like it might flip the muscular-but-skinny boy forward onto his face. The boy had deep blue eyes. That was the last thing Lisa saw before he grabbed her by the hair and dragged her to the center of the mat.
As Lisa hit the mat her bones vibrated from the jolt. She bit her tongue.
'Damn you!' she cried.
The boy slapped her face. Her head hit the mat. She tasted blood, and her head swam.
'On your belly, bitch!' the boy said, flipping her over with hot hands, and then he fell on her.
Lisa gasped for breath. He was heavy, crushing her with his burning, sweaty body. His prick felt like a hot arm as it throbbed against her ass. As dizzy as she was, as much as she hated the boy for hitting her, she spread her legs, crazy to feel his cock up her cunt from behind.
The boy's cock prodded between her legs, and Lisa squealed. Shove it in me, she thought. Oh, Goddamn, quick, screw that big beautiful thing up my cunt!
'Grease,' the boy muttered. 'Somebody grab me some grease.'
Lisa moaned. Her cunt was gushing. The mat under her muff was already slippery.
'I don't need grease,' she whispered over her shoulder.
'Like hell!' the boy said. 'Shut up, bitch!' he spit on her cheek, then yanked her hair.
'Give it to her!' she heard several of the boys shout.
'Goddamn you!' Lisa screamed. 'Let me up! I hate you!' She heard dirty laughter. All the guys in the gym
