Coach Davis may be gay but takes no shit from his students and he proves it when he disciplines Danny and his teammates for their bad behaivor with a good old-fashioned spanking.
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Danny and Coach Davis: Part 1
by Anonymous
Series: Danny and Coach Davis
Trevor Mannix was in a state. He had just come from picking up his 18 year old son Danny at the police station. It seems that Danny had been out doing some drinking with his buddies the night before and gotten pulled over for driving under the influence that coupled with the fact that he was under age had landed Danny in the drunk tank overnight and most of the next day. The judge hearing cases had no tolerance for underage drinking and in his own words was going to "make that kid cool his heels for awhile."
As a result Danny missed his baseball game. Trevor knew that his son was in danger of being kicked off the team but wanted him to remain a player. He felt that Danny needed the structure that high school athletics could offer. Trevor was at the end of his rope with Danny he had never been a perfect child but in the past two years since Trevor and Danny's mother divorced Danny had just gotten out of control. He had failed the 11th grade simply because he just stopped showing up for classes. Then there was the shop lifting incident. Not to mention the vandalism to the local recreation center, and now the DUI.
Mr. Mannix waited patiently in the hallway outside the locker room. Danny was sitting nearby on a bench looking staring off into space. Trevor looked at his son and thought, "Who is he? I don't know my own son anymore. It seems like we just lost touch." Trevor was snapped out of his thought by the roar of the crowd out on the baseball field. Danny's team, The Bandits, had won another game. All of Danny's friends and teammates came rushing down the hallway to the locker room along with Coach Davis.
Trevor stepped forward, "Coach. Coach Davis. Could I have a minute of your time? It's about Danny."
The Coach looked from Danny to his father and nodded, "Fine, Mr. Mannix, but Danny you wait out here."
Danny just looked at him with his dopey puppy dog eyes and said, "Sure, Coach." Coach Davis motioned for Mr. Mannix to follow him into the locker room. When the Coach entered there was a loud cheer from the team. There were young men in various states of undress. Some still in uniform while others simply wore a jock or nothing at all. Every man was completely free and open about his body and had no embarrassment about walking around naked in front of everyone. That was one of the things Coach Davis loved, getting to see all these tight young muscular bodies glistening with sweat after the game. He had jacked off many a time thinking about it. Of course no one on the team would ever have guessed Coach Davis to be gay. At 46 he stood 6' and was 188 pounds of solid muscle with dark hair, very blue eyes that actually appeared to sparkle. He was what you would call a real mans man.
Mr. Mannix however felt slightly uncomfortable at seeing all these hunky young men so completely exposed. He was even more shocked to see that no one seemed to care that he, a stranger was in the room. Still they walked around freely and openly some even continued to strip down with him just a few feet away. Coach Davis ushered Trevor into his office which had a large window that ran the length of the wall looking out into the locker room so that he could monitor what went on in the locker room. There was a curtain across the window but the only time that curtain was ever drawn was when the Coach had to administer some good old fashioned discipline.
Yes, Coach Davis still believed "spare the rod and spoil the child." Though in this day and age corporal punishment was typically not used in public schools Grant High was in much more of a rural area where most of the parents still felt the same as Coach Davis so it was decided that spankings would be administered as needed to the bottoms of unruly students.
"Now, then, Mr. Mannix, what can I do for you?" began Coach Davis.
"Well, I'm not sure where to begin. It's Danny. Since my divorce he has sort of gotten out of control."
"I see."
"The reason Danny missed today's ball game was because last night he was out drinking and driving and received a DUI and spent the night in jail."
"Mr. Mannix that is very serious. We can't have that sort of thing on the team. You know that this means Danny will be kicked off."
"I do.", replied Trevor. "However I was wondering if you could make an exception this time?"
"An exception?"
"Yes, I know it is highly irregular and I won't ask except that I don't know where else to turn. If feel that high school athletics bring a sort of structure to a young man's life. And the way Danny is headed I fear that without that he may be headed for big trouble. Without the team I'm afraid he will spend more time on the streets with the wrong element. I just seem to have lost touch with him and don't know how to get him back. Can't you help me, Coach?"
Coach Davis leaned back in his chair and pondered this for a few moments before speaking. "You know Danny is not a very good player. It would seem that he needs the team more than the team needs him."
"I know. That is true."
"Still," continued the Coach, "I like Danny and I do want to help him. Let me ask you this Mr. Mannix how do you discipline him at home?"
"Oh, the usual way; I'll ground him. Maybe take away his driving privileges; straight home from school and straight to his room--things of that nature."
Coach Davis nodded thoughtfully and asked, "And how is that working for you?"
Trevor blushed as he stammered over his words, "W-W-Well...ah...not so good I suppose."
"Mmm I see. Ever think about corporal punishment?"
"Corporal punishment? You mean like spanking? I have never spanked my son Coach Davis. I don't believe in it and don't you think Danny is a little too old for that anyway!" snapped Trevor.
"Then there is nothing I can do to help you," replied the Coach as he rose to his feet signaling the end of the meeting.
"Wait. Please Coach. I need your help."
Coach Davis sat back down. "And I will help you as long as you do as I say. I don't want to see Danny in any trouble either. So, just let me say that while you neglected to spank your son I have not. You will note that Danny is never in trouble at school. That is due to the fact that he has a healthy fear and respect for my paddle. It is not too late to help your son, Mr. Mannix. But, you must do it through the seat of his pants. As long as he lives under your roof you call the shots and not him. Take back the control."
Trevor was speechless. He didn't know what to say. It was true Danny was never in trouble at school only at home. Had he really failed his son by not spanking him? Could he have been wrong? "Coach I want to do as you say, I just don't think I can. Will you step in and help me?"
"What do you propose?"
"Well, I just don't think I can bring myself to spank Danny but maybe if I could bring him to you when he gets out of line you could sort of take over that role in his life. Administer that discipline that he needs."
Once more the coach thought on this. "If I were to do this I would need you total support and I would need the authority to discipline as I see fit."
"Yes, agreed. And Danny can remain on the team?"
"Okay. You have a deal. Call him in here so we can explain the way things are going to be from now on," instructed the Coach.
Trevor leapt to his feet and dashed into the hallway. By this point the locker room was almost completely empty except for a few young men. He ushered his son into the Coaches office. For the first time Coach Davis got a good look at the youth. His hair was tussled from having spent the night in jail and having slept on it. His t-shirt was wrinkled and his jeans were dirty. Obviously the kid had a great time last night goofing off and drinking but today he was feeling the effects. Still with all this going against him he was still one gorgeous young man. He was muscular, had great bone structure, wavy dirty blond hair, and big blue eyes. Not to mention one of the biggest, roundest, most muscular bottoms you'd ever seen on a teen-age jock. The weight training had really paid off on him.
Coach Davis & Mr. Mannix proceeded to tell Danny of their new arrangement. In the beginning Danny just stood there with his typical "dumb jock look" on his face but by the end it was replaced by panic and shock as he stammered, "You mean Coach is gonna spank my butt when I screw up?"
"That's right, son," replied Mr. Mannix. "Coach Davis will be taking over the rule of disciplinarian in your life."
Danny gulped as he thought of this. His handsome face scrunched up because he knew what was to happen next. He watched as Coach Davis pulled his paddle down off its perch on the wall. It was 20" long, 1/3" thick with holes drilled from the end to about four inches from the handle, made by an old custodian from an antique filing cabinet and used to keep jocks in line for over 15 years.
"Now Danny you know the drill normally I would make you strip down, draw the curtain and order you over my desk," said the coach. "But, today will be different. I want your father to witness this. I want him to learn how to administer discipline to your naughty bottom so let’s step out into the locker room. Everyone should be gone by now."
Danny didn't argue. He knew it was futile. He just obeyed. All three men headed for the locker room and Coach Davis took special note of how Danny's jeans hugged the teen’s huge rump. It was true Coach Davis wanted to help Danny but he'd be lying if he said he wasn't looking forward to seeing the muscular youth strip down as well.
The Coach was right, the locker room was empty. He ordered Danny to strip down. Danny just looked at his father for help but Trevor wasn't going to back down. He knew if he did Coach Davis would throw Danny off the team and he couldn't have that.
"Danny!" snapped the Coach "I said strip and when I give an order I expect it to be obeyed."
"Da, yes Coach. Sorry," replied Danny a he pulled his t-shirt up over his head exposing his rock hard chest and six pack abs. Danny kicked off his sneakers and undid his belt. He began to unbutton his pants and pull down the zipper. Danny was very muscular for his age and his backside abnormally large so pants his size tended to be hard to find. They all tended to be a little too tight. Danny had to wiggle his big buns out of the tight denim and over his thick thighs. He then turned and tossed the jeans on the bench.
Both Coach Davis and Mr. Mannix let out an audible gasp when the saw the boys underwear.They were nylon hot pink bikini briefs with 1/2 sides and the back had a European cut that rode way up over Danny's perfectly round ass globes. Coach Davis was glad he wore his black jock strap today. It was extra tight and would hide his growing manhood. Mr. Mannix blushed with embarrassment at seeing his son in such feminine looking underwear. He could tell they were made for a man because of the extra room in front for cock and balls but still they looked very much like panties. But Danny was oblivious to their reaction. He liked the underwear because all girls thought he looked hot in them. He just stood there with his "dumb jock look" plastered to his face unaware of the reaction his under pants had caused. "Yeah Coach, do I gotta remove my under pants?" asked the youth.
Coach Davis cleared his throat and gained his composure. "Ah, no Danny. That should be fine. That underwear you have on is very skimpy and I'm sure won't offer you much protection."
Mr. Mannix blushed harder. It seemed that he was more embarrassed about seeing his son show off his big meaty rump in his sexy somewhat see thru underwear than Danny was. And now to hear Coach Davis talk about them so freely, well that was ever more embarrassing to Trevor.
"Bend over the bench, Danny, and grab hold of it!" instructed the Coach.
Danny did as he was told shoving his huge bikini clad ass out, practically thrusting it in the faces of his father and his coach. As the teen bent over the thin bikini rode up over his milky white ass checks. The way his ass globes swallowed the small bikini it would appear that his ass hole was some sort of vortex sucking in the scant garment. Danny reached back and attempted to pull the underwear free from between his huge butt checks. But it was pointless because of the small amount of material and the European cut. He looked back over his shoulder and said, "Sorry my underwear are kinda small."
Trevor blushed again. But, Coach Davis was taking in the sight as Danny's fleshy buns poured out the leg bands of his underwear. "No, problem," said the Coach stiffeling an urge to lick his lips as he watched the youth's big lard ass pillow out of the barely there underwear.
Coach Davis raised the paddle high and brought it down quick on the hard exposed backside of the youth. Wood met flesh. Danny jolted forward as he fought back an urge to yell out. His huge back side quivered. A red mark the size and shape of the paddle lay across the bottom of Danny's semi exposed left buttock and disappeared underneath his little hot pink bikini.
Again Coach Davis raised his arm and brought down the paddle on the jocks huge backside. Danny's big ass mounds jiggled as the paddle made contact. Once more Coach Davis raised the paddle and brought it down on the youth's bottom. Each time Danny's plump rump was hit he'd pitch forward causing his scant bikini to lodge itself further up his ass allowing more and more of his well shaped booty to pour freely from his small under garment.
Mr. Mannix could hardly believe that he was standing by allowing someone to spank his son. he had always been against spanking. Still he knew that he had no choice. He truly felt that Danny needed the structure the team would give him and if he didn't allow the coach to punish Danny as he saw fit the Danny would be off the team. So, Mr. Mannix stood by and watched as Coach Davis spanked his son.
THWACK! THWACH! THWACK! Over and over Coach Davis brought the paddle down on Danny's well padded buns. This was starting to get to be too much even for him. The coach was finding the way the young man's underwear rode up over his huge ass checks to be very erotic. He himself had a huge hardon going on inside his baseball uniform. Again Coach Davis was glad he had worn his black jock today. It was extra tight and should keep his growing manhood from being seen. THWACK! THWACH! THWACK!
With each strike from the paddle Danny's monster glutes shook and bounced up and down but he was taking it like a trooper even as his as turned from white, to pink, to red. Coach Davis was finding Danny's partially exposed red buns very appealing and fighting every urge within himself to drop to his knees and worship at the temple of this kid's ass. The underwear had to come off. They were teasing Coach Davis way too much. He ordered Danny to stand and remove them.
"But, Coach I thought you said I could leave 'em on?" asked Danny with that confused dumb jock look he had.
"Never mind what I said just do as I say," ordered the coach.
Danny just shrugged as he stood up and pulled down his underwear. He kicked them off to the side and bent back over the bench; however, both Trevor and Coach Davis were shocked to see that Danny was sporting a hard on--and quite an impressive one at that. Trevor blushed again. He couldn't believe that he was seeing his son's erect penis. Coach Davis' jaw almost dropped as he saw the youth swollen manhood.
Danny was still oblivious to the reaction his exposed body was getting. He knew he was hard but didn't think twice about it. One time when he and his girlfriend, Erin, were messing around she had playfully slapped his ass several times and he got into it finding that his erection got much harder with each slap but truthfully he had never thought much more about it until now.
THWACK! THWACH! THWACK! Coach Davis was now spanking the bare backside of his sexiest player as his father watched by his side. This was way too much. The whole scene was very homo erotic. But, the coach forced himself not to focus to hard on it. He didn't want to cum right there in his baseball uniform. He would sit back later and think over the whole scene and jack off but he couldn't allow himself to cum right now in front of Danny & Trevor.
THWACK! THWACH! THWACK! THWACK! THWACH! THWACK! THWACK! THWACH! THWACK! THWACK! THWACH! THWACK! THWACK! THWACH! THWACK! THWACK! THWACH! THWACK! THWACK! THWACH! THWACK! THWACK! THWACH! THWACK!
The assault on Danny's exposed backside continued. His huge ass was burning up by now. It was fire engine red and Coach Davis showed no sign of letting up. Danny coupled see his reflection in the full length mirror on the wall. He watched how his face scrunched up in pain each time the paddle came down on his ass. Yet, at the same time his cock was rock hard and felt so good. Danny was no genius that was for sure but it was at this point he decided that there was a thin line between pleasure and pain.
From his point of view Trevor could see his son's stiff prick clearly. He was shocked on so many levels. First why was Danny hard? Was he gay? And then there was the fact that Damn his son was hung! Trevor blushed again as he realized that Danny was better hung than he was, at least eight and a half inches and thick as could be. Mr. Mannix looked from his son to Coach Davis confused and looking for answerers but Coach Davis was preoccupied at the time.
THWACK! THWACH! THWACK! THWACK! THWACH! THWACK! THWACK! THWACH! THWACK! THWACK! THWACH! THWACK! THWACK! THWACH! THWACK! THWACK! THWACH! THWACK! THWACK! THWACH! THWACK! THWACK! THWACH! THWACK!
The spanking went on and Danny knew he couldn't hold out much longer. It was never his intent to cum while the coach spanked him but the spanking just went on and on. He had been trying to hold off and not shoot his load but he was getting so close and he didn't know if he could hold off. "Coach. Please stop," he pleaded. But that made things worse.
"I'm the one calling the shoots!" snapped the coach as he picked up speed.
"Yes, sir but you don't understand"
"I understand that you are back talking me," replied the coach as he picked up more speed.
Danny knew there was no point in arguing and he also knew that at this point he couldn't stop what was about to happen. The paddle came down one more time hard as Danny exploded. His jizz came pouring out in long thick white strands splattering the bench, the floor and one spurt even shoot out and landed on the mirror. Danny let out a loud yell of ecstasy as his seed poured out. Now it was Trevor's jaw that dropped as he actually watched his son shoot his load without even touching himself.
Coach Davis allowed the paddle to fall to the floor as he watched the youth drain his nuts. He was speechless. When he finally was able to speak again, he told Danny to hit the showers and clean up.
"Sorry, Coach. I tried to warn you," said Danny sheepishly.
Thrown off guard Coach Davis replied, "Don't worry Danny it's okay. Just get cleaned up."
Without embarrassment from what had just happened Danny jogged off to the showers. His huge buns were flaming red and bouncing as he headed off. His cock was still rock hard and cum was dripping off the head as it bobbed up and down as he ran.
Mr. Mannix didn't know what to say. He was blushing as he stammered, "C-c-coach. I... I...don't know what to say."
Coach Davis had been so shocked by the scene himself he had to pull himself together. "About what?"
Mr. Mannix sort of nodded his head in the direction of where Danny had just blew his wad.
"Oh, that. Please don't be embarrassed Mr. Mannix. It's not the first time a student has ejaculated while being spanked and it won't be the last."
"Really?" asked Trevor, relieved. "Then I don't have to worry?"
"Worry. No; not at all. It is a perfectly normal reaction."
Danny returned quickly from his shower and got dressed. Coach Davis reminded him to stay in line or he'd get more of the paddle. Danny promised he would and Trevor thanked Coach Davis before taking his son home.
Once he was alone in the locker room Coach Davis allowed himself to go over the events of that afternoon. Danny certainly was one sexy young man. He couldn't believe that his father had placed him in charge of Danny's discipline. As he thought on this the coach began stripping off his uniform until he was left him just his socks and black jock strap.
He the proceeded to straddle the bench where he had just spanked Danny bare assed. He thought of the youth in his sexy little hot pink bikini. The way it rode up over his humongous back side. Coach Davis pulled his throbbing cock out the side of his jock and began jacking slowly as he remembered each detail. The way Danny's ass jiggled with each slap. And the idea that Danny's Dad was there to witness the whole thing. Coach Davis found that to be very erotic, then seeing Danny shoot his big load.
Now it was Coach Davis' turn to blow his load. He let out a low moan as his own engorged member spewed forth a thick load of man juice. His sperm mixing with that of Danny's on the bench. His body still convulsing with pleasure the coach took his dick head and ran it through his spunk mixing it with Danny's. Then with his still hard cock still hanging out of his jock Coach Davis got down on all fours and began to lick up his spunk and that off Danny. He licked every dropped off the bench and then started licking up where Danny had hit the floor.
And if that weren't enough he crawled across the floor on his hands and knees like a horny beast until he came to the mirror that Danny had cum on and he licked every bit of the youth's spunk off there too. Coach Davis lapped up the sperm like a sex starved animal. He then fell to the floor in a spent heap and thought how much he was going to enjoy this little arrangement.
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Coach Davis shut the door behind him before dropping into the hard back wooden chair behind his desk. It had been a long day for the high school gym teacher. He rose at five that morning and headed off to the gym to get a workout before school. Then he spent the rest of the day not only teaching his regular gym classes but also using his free periods to fill in for Mr. Tucker, who had called in sick, teaching his health class. And then after school he had to run practice for his senior boy's baseball team. He had been so busy he even missed lunch so he was enjoying this much needed rest. He would sit for fifteen minutes, giving the young men a chance to shower and change, before he himself hit the showers and headed home.
The Coach leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes to rest for what seemed like a second. All of a sudden he was jarred awake by a large banging sound coming from the locker room. It took a second for him to focus and realize that he had fallen asleep in his office at the school. Looking at the clock on the wall Coach Davis realized he had been out cold for over thirty minutes. Then he heard the banging again. It sounded like metal on metal. Next he heard what sounded like several sets of feet running followed by Danny Mannix's voice yelling, "Pussy's!" And finally there was some laughing and yelling.
Angrily Coach Davis sprang to his feet and without even thinking grabbed the hand carved wooden paddle that hung on his wall. Pulling his office door open the Coach stormed into the locker room. The sight that greeted him was more than he could handle. The room was covered in water. From the shower room he heard running and laughing.
Then all of a sudden Jake Morgan and Rick Spencer came bursting into the locker room clad in just their white jock straps. Both young men were drenched and laughing as they rounded the corner banging into an open locker. All of a sudden both young men stopped short, their smiling eyes replaced by fear as they saw their Coach before them holding his paddle.
Next Danny came bounding into the locker room. He was wearing a pair of yellow nylon bikini briefs that at first glance Coach Davis decided were at least one if not two sizes too small for the muscular eighteen year old. Danny too was soaking wet. His bikini clung to him obscenely. Its wet status left the miniscule under garment completely see-thru. It wrapped itself around the teen's huge nut sack and thick shaft, a sight the Coach did not miss.
In his hand or rather perched on his shoulder like a rifle Danny had a Super Soaker squirt gun. He was just about to take aim at his friends when he saw Coach Davis. Startled Danny let the toy fall to the floor.
Coach Davis was torn. On one hand he was furious; the three young men had destroyed the locker room. It had only been a week since Danny's father came begging Coach Davis not to kick him off the baseball team and to help administer the discipline his eighteen year old son needed. Hell Coach Davis even spanked the teen bare assed with Mr. Mannix watching in horror as his son's cock grew eventually exploding as the Coach spanked his full buns. Now here it was a week later he had done something like this. And Jake and Rick, they knew better too. All three boys were eighteen years old. That was plenty old enough to start acting like the adults they were. But, then on the other hand Coach Davis had to admit that all three young men did look good dripping wet in their current state of undress. And that was a sight he wouldn't have wanted to miss. He had to force himself to focus.
"Danny!" What are you doing!?"
"Dah, nuttin', Coach. Just havin' some fun is all." Danny answered in his typical dumb jock draw.
"And you guys," said the Coach shifting his gaze to Jake and Rick. "What were you thinking?"
"I'm sorry, sir." replied Rick, his eyes darting back and forth, clearly uncomfortable at being caught. "But, Danny's been squirting people with that gun all day long and well he came after us as we were headed for the shower so what could we do""
Following his buddies lead Jake jumped in with both feet placing the blame on Danny as well, "Yeah we were just trying to get away from him, Coach."
But, Coach Davis was no fool. While it may be true that it was Danny who started the game it was obvious that Jake and Rick were having as much fun as he was.
"I saw three boys running and I heard three boys laughing so three boys will be punished."
Jake gulped hard as Rick began to speak, "But, Coach that's not fair."
"The custodian will have to clean the locker room. That's not fair either." snapped the Coach. "Now Rick and Jake since you did not start it you will receive five swats a piece on the bare butt. Danny, since you started all of this you will get fifteen. Also, on the bare butt. And for every complaint I hear I double your swats. Is that understood?"
In unison Jake and Rick replied with, "Yes, Coach." However Danny's reply was, "But"
Coach Davis cut him off saying, "Okay, Danny, now you get thirty."
"No, but Coach all I was gonna say was"
"Okay, Danny, doubling your thirty now you get sixty. Would you like to go for one hundred and twenty?"
"Dah, no Coach." Came Danny's weak reply
"Good. Now Rick and Jake I want you two to stand side by side with your hands on the lockers. Rear ends out. And, Danny, you stand here next to me so you can see what your in store for."
Jake and Rick looked nervously at one another as they turned to face the lockers. Coach Davis couldn't help but take not in the difference in the builds of both young men. Jake had a very lean well defined build with a small perfectly rounded rock hard ass, not large but very well shaped. While Rick's build was much more muscular and beefy, his ass was just as well shaped as Jake's but much larger with lots more bounce. While Rick's ass didn't have lots of shelf his cheeks were quit large. So large in fact the as they billowed out the back of his jock you couldn't even see the leg bands that cradled his plump ass pillows.
Coach Davis looked over at Danny and though he wasn't certain he thought he saw something in the teen's eyes. It appeared to be look of lust as he eyed up his buddies rumps. But, just as quickly as he thought he saw it the look vanished from the young man's eyes. Once again Coach Davis had to focus on what he was doing and ignore the raging hard on that was stirring in his thong under his gym shorts.
Arm raised high paddle in hand Coach Davis brought it down hard on Jakes hard ass. Jake let out a whine. Next the paddle came down on Rick's rump causing his large cheeks to ripple like a breeze blowing across a lake. Back and forth on each young man Coach Davis went with his paddle; a paddle that he had been using for over fifteen years on the bare butts of naughty young men. By his side stood Danny his own mammoth sized ass popping out the back of his skimpy briefs. Danny reached back with his left hand to pull his underwear, which were creeping up between his cheeks, free. But no sooner had they been pulled out the vortex of his ass seemed to pull them right back in. Danny watched his friends get their butts spanked knowing he would soon get his. As if to ward of the pain of what was to come he reached back and absent mindedly began rubbing his own huge ass with both his hands.
It only took a few minutes for Coach Davis to administer the five swats to the two young men. Now both their backsides were a glowing red. "Okay, Danny, I want you to go stand next to your buddies."
Danny stopped rubbing his ample behind and took his place in line next to Rick. Coach Davis had to stifle a grin. All there young men had great asses in their own right. Jake's small, hard and perfectly round. Rick's meatier with loads of lower ass cheek and lots of bounce. But Danny by far had the best ass of all three. Maybe the best ass that the Coach had ever seen. Not only did it have a perfectly round shape like Jake's and loads of lower cheek like Rick's but he also had tons of shelf and it just seemed to pop right out at you. And it was the perfect combination of muscle and fat. So that it had just the right amount of jiggle to it. Coach Davis eyed up all three rumps. "What a sight." he thought to himself.
Making himself focus on the task at hand once more Coach Davis spoke, "Okay Jake, Rick I want you to come over here and stand on either side of the bench. And Danny I want you to remove your underwear."
"But Coach. Ah, Jake and Rick didn't have to take off theirs why do I?" asked Danny.
"Because they are wearing jocks and their butts are exposed and you are wearing underwear and your butt is not exposed. I said you boys were to be spanked on the bare ass. Now no more back talk or I'll double your swats again,"
Though Coach Davis had a point the truth of the matter was whether or not Danny left his skimpy underpants on or not really didn't matter. They were so small and rode up so far over his full meaty cheeks that almost his entire ass was exposed already.
Truthfully Danny wasn't shy about being naked in front of anyone. He had a great body and he knew it. That was part of the reason he wore the skimpy little underwear he did, to show it off. And all the girls seemed to like the way he looked in it. Danny began to pry the underwear free from between his large mountains of ass and wiggle out of them as Jake and Rick took their spots on either side of the changing bench in front f the locker.
Danny now stood before his Coach and two buddies completely naked. All three men took note of the fact that Danny had not only shaved his balls but also all of his pubes. Jake had to suppress a laugh at the sight of that. But Danny didn't seem to notice or care he just stood there scratching his low hanging balls with his right hand as he scratched the back of his head with his left looking every bit the dumb jock he was.
Pulling his attention away from Danny's hairless manhood Coach Davis said, "Okay, Danny, I want you to kneel on the bench."
Danny did as instructed. Looking first at Rick then at Jake and then at his own reflection in the mirror that hung on the wall before him.
"Okay men. I want you to watch closely and see what happens when you start trouble and then back talk your Coach." Said Coach Davis as he raised the paddle high and brought it down hard on Danny's large bare rump.
Danny let out a yell through gritted teeth. Again the Coach brought the paddle down hard on Danny's lily white ass. Danny jolted forward but then immediately pushed his ass back out awaiting the next swat. As he pushed back his monster globes parted giving Coach Davis a perfect view of his hole. It was pink and puckered and almost seemed to be twitching with anticipation. His own cock now at full mast under his gym shorts coach Davis brought the paddle down hard on Danny's young buns.
Both Jake and Rick took note that Coach Davis seemed to be paddling Danny much harder than he had paddled them. But, Danny was taking it like a champ, even pushing back into the paddle as if to dare the Coach to hit him again. The two teens looked at one another in shocked silence. Another loud crack of the paddle drew both boys attention back to their friend's huge rump which shook and bounced with each swat of the 20" solid wood paddle.
Coach Davis continued to whale on Danny's tender young ass but as he did Danny's yells of pain seemed to take on a new tone. Rather then yells of pain the sounded more like moans of pleasure. At least that was how it sounded to Jake. He looked at Rick with confusion in his eyes as if to ask if Rick got the same impression. As if telepathically receiving his friend's message Rick just looked at Jake and shrugged as if to say," I don't know."
Danny's plump buns bounced with each swat from the paddle. It didn't take long before the youth's ass was a bright red. Coach Davis couldn't help but remember what happened the last time he had spanked Danny. How he had blown his load right there in front of his Dad without even touching himself. Sure he had told Mr. Mannix that was normal but truthfully he had not seen it that many times and wonder or rather hoped it would happen again.
Danny was moaning and a look of ecstasy replaced the stupid grin on his gorgeous face as Coach Davis spanked him raw. Then Jake saw it. He just happened to glance down and when he did he saw that Danny's cock was growing. He couldn't believe that Danny Mannix was getting off on being spanked by the Coach and as he and Rick watched. Wide eyed Jake motioned with his head for Rick to look and see Danny's growing hard on. As Rick looked down he had to stifle a gasp. Not only was Danny rock hard but he was now dripping precum on the bench.
Danny could feel his own stiff prick bobbing up and down with each swat from the paddle. He could feel it hit the wooden bench. He knew his friends could see but he didn't care. For some reason it felt way to good to care. From behind Coach Davis could see Danny's heavy cum filled nuts swinging and his hairless engorged schlong bouncing. There was a pool of precum on the bench below the teen. Coach Davis felt his own cock twitch and poke its way out of the waistband of his thong brushing against the rough material of his gym shorts.
As if lost in his own world Danny began to moan louder then said, "Coach I'm gonna blow!!"
Jake and Rick watched in amazement as Coach Davis began to spank Danny even harder and faster. Danny yelled out,"OOOOOHHHH YESSSSS!!!"
His cock was still bobbing up and down and swinging back and forth as his juices began to pour freely flying all around the locker room. The first big gusher shot out and hit Jake right on the pouch of his jock. The warm sticky goo began to drip from the teen's jock and hit the floor. The second blast hit Rick in the thigh and ran down his muscular leg. Blast after blast of warm liquid shoot from Danny's cock as Coach Davis continued to paddle his larger than average rear. Cum landed on the bench and on the floor. Finally Danny stopped shooting and Coach Davis stopped paddling. Danny fell in a heap on the bench landing in his own cum. At this point nobody knew how many swats Danny had received and nobody cared the punishment had reached an end. Jake and Rick were speechless as they each stood there with their friends cum dripping from them.
Coach Davis broke the obvious tension that was building in the room. "Okay, men, hit the showers. And remember if you get out of line that could happen to you as well."
Both Jake and Rick gulped at the thought of being spanked to the point of cumming. Was it true? Could the Coach spank them to that point? Neither one wanted to find out so they decided not to focus on it. All three young men made their way to the showers laughing and joking as if nothing had happened. Coach Davis watched their red asses as they departed. Rick and Danny's rear ends bounced and shook with each footfall while Jakes was solid as marble. "Ah, youth." thought Coach Davis as he entered his office locking the door behind him.
Once alone he stripped down to his red cotton thong and sat back in his chair pulling his rock hard dong out the side. Closing his eyes and propping his feet up on the desk Coach Davis thought about the scene that had just unfolded before as he stroked himself to completion. He listened as the three young men finished dressing in the locker room outside his office. He waited until he heard them leave before he grabbed his own towel and headed for the showers, his prick still hard and hanging out the side of his thong dripping with his own juices. "Yes, it was a long day." thought Coach Davis, "but, a good one.
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