Calls down Coach Phillips immediately
From Create Your Own Story
The headmaster presses the intercom while looking at you straight in the eyes. "Coach Marcus, I need you and Kyle Pewter to come to my office. I need you to come immediately, don't bother changing".
The last thing he said only confused you, as he slips a hand underneath his desk to press a button. You waited in the office for a few minutes until a sound started to come from behind the door. The sound of muffled whining and grunting. You turn around to see the door open, with Philip's still naked as he held Kyle in an effortless bully-fuck pose with a gag tied to his mouth, his hands held back and his monstrous cock embedded deep into the struggling boy's asshole as it dripped with lube, sweat and precum. Being as muscular and tall as he was, he had no problem carrying Kyle into the room.
"Nice to see you again Mr. Marcus. Thank you for coming as soon as you could", he says far too nonchalantly while watching his staff rape the whimpering under-aged boy
"You should've seen this faggot in class. He was begging me to tear off his clothes on the track and pound him in front of his new classmates" He said, pounding Kyle's ass with every word.
You're in utter disbelief at what's happening. The headmaster looks to Kyle before he pulls off his tie and begins to unbutton his shirt. "How was Mr.Pewter on his first day?"
"Ugh, he was wearing a tight pair of shorts. Sweating like a pig when I asked him to run me 4 laps around the track." Marcus grabs Kyle to drive him far enough for their balls to touch. "Like watching a boy with two left feet and no stamina."
"Please stop! No more!" Kyle cries out. Marcus takes his muscular arms and wraps them tightly around his smooth, lithe form, reaching up to his throat to silence him.
Your heart's pounding out of your chest at the two muscle-clad men torturing your classmate, his hole barely stretching for the truncheon trapping him. Behind you, you hear more footsteps approaching the office, as Marcus turns his attention on you for a moment. "I have a rule in my class faggot, doesn't matter if you're a freshman or senior. Worst one on the field is the cumslut till next class. And this boy ain't no Olympian. I think I saw him being our new cumdump so I thought to get him started and strrretch him wide" he said putting his fingers inside Kyle's ass to pull it wider. "Might as well since he may be our new school mascot"
"Why don't we ask the rest of the faculty about this? I'm sure they'd want to get a look at the new mascot"
And as he said it, six men walked through the door completely naked and erect, as you see their clothes littered around in the waiting room.
Philips sheds the last of his clothes and kicks them to the corner, as he walks over to you with his imposing figure on display. "Now, I will give you a few options. Pick carefully because what you do will effect your future in this school and going back. You can follow the orders of your superiors and help us in teaching this bitch manners. You could walk out and leave this room and our school. Or you could help Kyle and offer divide the punishment between the two of you?"
"Which will it be?"
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