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Straightening out Cameron

With lacrosse practice over the boys quickly showered and got dressed. Some hurrying off to early dates or late class's one young handsome stallion wasn't in a hurry. Standing in front of his open locker... Cameron unzipped his backpack. Inside between the Equine studies book and old notebook was a big plastic baggy. Inside... well was the stuff dreams are made of... well for some people... a half-pound of Maui Wowie! Cameron had scored it from an old guy down in the old part of town east of the collage. It had been surprisingly cheap... most likely because the old guy had grown it himself! Carefully he opened the baggy, the rich smell of the potent herb waffling up to his nose almost instantly. This was going to be soooo sweet! Quickly checking that there was no one around... the young stallion quickly rolled himself a couple. Then packed everything back up and headed out back to fire one off!

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Coach Joke frowned as he looked over the test papers, and then said the hell with it! Tossing the papers into his desk drawer, he'd get his teachers aid to grade them tomorrow. The big Goat stomped out of his office... and made his rounds through the locker room. Before he headed off for his favorite bar to pound back a few and watch sports center... Big dinner plate sized split hooves made loud ‘Clip Clopping' echoes as he strolled around the lockers. Coach Joke spotted a lone jock strap lying out on the bench. Reaching down he picked it up lifting it to his broad round nose he took a deep breath. The rich musky scent of sweaty pony stud crotch making his long slotted nostrils burn. Instantly his own mighty organ stirred within its sheath... Cameron... he'd know that scent anywhere... the hot young show off! Cute, cocky, and fuckable as hell! But way too straight, to ever take it up the ass without telling someone.

Of course that didn't stop a number of lewd thoughts from ran through his head... The big Goat took one more arousing sniff... then tossed the jock strap into the laundry bin. Shaking his horned head to clear it of pointless fantasies, the big Goat trotted out into the hall. Heading for his classic 1955 Hudson Hornet, that was carefully parked out back in the nearly always deserted parking structure. As he pushed open the double doors a strong wind blew into them. Carrying on it the strong sickening odor of Marijuana, the smell assaulted his delicate nostrils. Driving away the pleasant musky crotch scent that had been lingering in his nose. The big Goat twisted his head from side to side-upper lip rolling back as he scented the wind. The smell was coming from around the corner, in a small alcove where the Emergency generator was located. Moving slowly and as silently as a big Goat could, he peeked around the corner. A couple of boy's he didn't recognize, and one he knew all to well were standing around smoking.

Cameron slowly sat cross-legged on the cold concrete, and began rolling a couple more joints from his huge baggy. When suddenly his buddies bolted... the addled jock was to stunned to move as Coach Joke stomped around the corner! His fleeing buddies had obviously seen the big Goat coming. The Coach towered over his stoned player, as he stomped up and grabbed Cameron by the collar! And then snatched up his backpack and works, practically carrying the young stud back into the building. Frog marching him down the hall and into his office, neither noticing the fugitive figure that shadowed them. Coach Joke slammed his office door, quickly locking it as he tossed the by now panicked jock into a chair... he dumped his weed and works onto the desk!

"What the hell is this?" The big Coach demanded hotly as he held up the half-pound bag of Marijuana. That the four boys despite their best efforts; had not even made a dent in smoking. The young jock opened his mouth, trying to form some plausible denial. But he knew the Coach had caught him red handed with the weed.

"Ahemmm..."

"No!" "I'll tell you what this is..." Coach Goat bleated loudly as he held up the plastic baggy. "It's enough pot to get you into a shit load of trouble!" He snarled stamping around the now cowering young stud. "And I don't just mean with the school..." He shouted grasping Cameron's shoulders in a painful grip. "Although ya can kiss yer scholarship good bye!" He assured as he stood the young jock back up and shook him. "But this... this his a whole lot of pot!" He snorted roughly shoving the young stud back down as he circled him. "The cops will be very harsh... this is a dealers amount..." He assured holding up the fat baggy not noticing as the blinds moved slightly. "Yer not dealin' are ya?" He demanded bending to get right in the young jock's muzzle. As a single blind bends down, and a bright eye peers in.

"NN... No... no sir!" Cameron at last managed to mumble, as he was at last able to fully picture what the coach was saying!

"Because if I find out you hooked some of my other star players..." Coach Joke threatened as he watched the stoned stud at last begin to understand the situation he was in!

"No... No!" "I... I just like to smoke sometimes... I got this deal... and... and ended up..." The handsome young stoned stud rambled wildly. He didn't want to get through off the team... and lose his scholarship! And the idea of going to jail... was beyond the pale to him. Coach Joke took a step back and starred at him hard, the cute little stud was still dressed in his team uniform. As the young stallion looked up at his Coach with big pleading eyes. "Please Coach... can't we just keep this between you and me?" Coach Joke's erection jumped as he saw those pleading eye's well up with tears.

"Ammmmm... well..." The big Goat rubbed his breaded chin as if considering the matter although his mind was already made up. "Lets say I believe ya..." He grunted gruffly, trying to conceal the lust in his voice. "What are you... Willing to do for me?"

"Anything you want!" Cameron answered instantly as he felt a wave of relief sweep over him.

"Anything?" The big Goat repeated as he looked down at the stoned stud.

"Oh yes sir aaaaanything you want me to!" The handsome young stud agreed as he looked up hopefully.

"Well... first off..." Moving over he pulls Cameron to his hooves once again. "Yer goina have to receive a little punishment... somethin' that'll remind ya not to let this happen again!" The young straight stoned jock looked on bewildered as the Coach fondled his body thoughtfully. "Strip!" He ordered, Cameron too stoned and cowed to protest did so quickly.

"Wha... what..." Cameron mumbled as the Coach lead him around behind his big desk.

Tuck's eye's widened as he watched the naked Cameron lead around and bent over the desk! That round perfect ass, which he'd admired so long in the locker room suddenly fully exposed. Being on the Lacrosse Team was both intensely exciting and enormously frustrating for the secretly gay pony! Instantly both his hands plunged down into his shorts as he watched the big Coach slap and fondle that perfect butt! His mind warring over which position he'd rather be in most... butt up or up that butt! His hands stroked and tugged on his own throbbing erection wildly as he watched the action.

"Gotta punish ya good!" The Coach Joke explained as he bent the handsome young straight stud over his desk. "And what better punishment for a straight young pony like you than being another males mare!" Coach Joke grunted as his big hot hands rubbed and squeezed the young hunk's round sleek buttocks!

"I... I'm Not!" "I don't think..." Cameron rambled as he felt his tail yanked up and to the side. Sending Tuck into an even wilder frenzy of jerking...

"This is what would be happenin' to ya in jail!" The Coach assured as he pushed his own pants down. His long thick Goat fucker, spring out of his loose sweat pants, and wedging between the young jock's sweaty cheeks. "But there ya'd be getting banged by a whole gang of bull hung punk-fuckers!" Coach Joke reminded as his smeared his hot gooey pre-cum over that virgin anus. "Not your caring Coach." The big Goat grasped those sleek round butt cheeks in a powerful grip. As he leaned over Cameron's back... pressing his fat shape shaped cock tip against those tight muscles.

Tuck's right hand slipped around his hip, and those thick fingers found his own donut shaped tail hole! Damp and slick with his own pre-cum, they pressed against his own tightly drawn plucker. While he watched over the Coach's shoulder, as Cameron's tight sphincters slowly gave way before the Coach's huge hard cock! Fingers sliding up his tail hole, as the big Coach's fat fuck stick forced its way up Cameron's virgin hole!

"OH FUCK!" "OHO GODS PLEASE ITS SO BIG!" The young jock stallion squealed as his anal gates slowly were stretched wide! Coach Goat's soft expressive lip's pulled back into a wide smile as he listened. He loved a screamer and Cameron was turning out to be quite the vocal fuck! His fat cock head at last slipped passed those tight gates. And his long thick Goat hood sank smoothly into the young jock's hot depths! "UHUHUUUUUU!" Cameron moaned his body that had been so tensed and struggling suddenly going limp across the desk!

As he watched the Coach's huge cock slid smoothly up that hot ass, Tuck shivered and moaned finger fucking his own hole roughly! "Ohohooo." He moaned as he watched Coach Goat's huge ball's bounce against Cameron's as he bottomed out!

As Cameron felt that soft velvety sac slap against his own, a sudden realization came to him. His own organ was slapping stiffly up against the underside of the desk. "What the fuck?" He moaned struggling suddenly to stand up... to get away from what was happening to him. But Coach Joke's big hands held him in place, that powerful body atop him pinning him down. Even as the Goats hard cock was lustfully rammed in and out of him so savagely, the big desk groaned and skidded across the floor! Those big balls feeling hard as they brutally slammed against his own! ‘Shlrop... Goosh... Shlroop... Gooosh!' Those lewd rutting sounds were loud in the young jock ears.

"Fuck... that's right... there'd be a dozen bull hung boys waiting their turn in jail!" Coach Joke reminded him to calm his struggling, even as he pounded the jocks tight ass harder and faster! As the pleasure built within Cameron's body... and that fat hard fucker battered his male pleasure gland.

"Ugh Ugh Ugh UGH UGHU!" The young jock began to moan collapsing once again over the desktop. His eye's rolling back in his head with pleasure and drool beginning to escape his half open mouth. As his tensing straining cock bounce up and down in arousal!

Tuck collapsed against the wall... a loud gasp escaping him as he orgasmed... filling his shorts with his hot gooey fluids! Even as he shoved most of his hand in and out of his tingling anus! Coach Joke was hunkered over Cameron's passive body, hip's driving hard in and out... Big flat teeth clenched as his sweaty body slammed against the young jock's firm round buttocks. At last sweeping over the edge his big balls blew... Instantly flooding that tight once virgin ass with thick hot spew!

"EEEEHEHEHEEE!" Cameron squealed as he felt that hot cum rush into him, his own cock was throbbing and aching with need. As Coach Goat held him down a moment longer, then pulled out of his well-fucked hole with a lewd ‘SLURP'

The Coach panting for breath staggered off to his office bathroom to clean up. Leaving the debauched jock laying across his desk, slowly Cameron rolled over. Taking his long thick pony stick in both hands, and in only two pumps he was cumming! Hot white frothy stud milk shooting across the desk and splattering on the door beyond!

"Hahaha." The Coach snorted as he came back in just in time to see the shot! "Looks like your going to need this punishment a lot more!" He grunted not bothering to play the concerned parental figure any longer. "I wanta see you on my desk again, after next weeks game!" Coach Joke smirked. "Or do you want your friends to find out you've taken dick?"

"No sir!" "I mean yes sir I'll be there!" Cameron panted realizing he really didn't have any choice now!

FIN