Vlad was looking at a photo of Ryan waggling his ass for Stacy's
camera. "Oh, yeah, I - oh, wow! Ryan's a jockstrap, Ryan Standish is
my jockstrap, and I'm cumming inside him! Oh, fuck, yes!" moaned Vlad.
"Aaaaaaah!" screamed Ryan.
He was kneeling on the coach's sofa with Vlad's cock buried deep in
his ass. Ryan feels the coach's powerful hands grip his shoulders
pulling him backward and impaling him deeper.
"Ooooooh-ooh-ooh," moaned Ryan, as the coach began pumping his ass.
"So Standish, you like being hooman?" Vlad asked.
"Yeah, sure, please don't make me be your jockstrap ag-ga-ga-gain. Oh,
oh, aaaaaaaaaaaaah."
"First, you're going out for gymnastics. Second, you're going to -oh,
oh, ah, yeah, you're going to look up Snake and convince him to jo-oi-
oin my Summer Gymnastics program, too. Between your lips and ass, I
don't think he'll say no, oh, oh, aaaah."
"Uh,huh,huh,huh,huh,huh," Ryan panted lying back on the coach's sofa.
He was now clad in a gymnastics singlet.
The coach thought at Ryan: Third, you're not allowed to take off your
gym suit and you're not allowed to wear a jockstrap. The moment you
take off your gym leotard, you'll become a jockstrap again. You get
really funky and need a bath, well, then you can take me off. I'll
shower, then wash you and hang you up on the clothesline to dry.
Ryan just lay there clutching his cock for the first time in weeks.
The spandex felt good on his naked body. His ass ached - no it
throbbed. He had a major wedgie going on. If Vlad was the singlet,
then he was also still inside Ryan's ass. He was rapidly absorbing all
the cum that was leaking out of Ryan - both his ass and his cock.
It wasn't like he had any other options. Stacy had betrayed him, he'd
been owned by Vinnie and now Coach Vlad. Snake would look hot in
Spandex.