Coach had the foresight to make Brody drink water that had been spiked with twice the amount of the stimulant. Coach had given him one final blow to his ego. Sex And the constant groping by the other boys in practice meant that he would soak through his jock with precum before school was even out. They would order him to go over the same spot with the lawnmower multiple times just so they could see his sweaty juicy ass jiggle with every step. “Smile for the camera kid”
Brody’s bugged out his head as he realized he had just been deflowered on video. Coach wanted to rip off the jock’s suit and fuck him right there on the stairs. Coach’s rough hand reached inside his suit and ripped out the butt plug in one swift move. Brody saw the Reverend enter the room. He saw their lusty sneers as they fisted their oily cocks. Brody had reached the room and turned around, scared out of his mind. Just then the door bell rang. He had given Brody a series of seven butt plugs that increased in girth and length. Now that is what I am talking about.
