Coach Dan Submits A Twinkopia Tale

This story is written as a standalone short story in the wider world of Twinkopia. The story contains offensive slang, gay sex, bondage, and submission. If that bothers you, please stop reading here. All characters are aged 18 or older and consent to all actions taken.

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Coach Dan Submits

(A Twinkopia short story)

After ten years as a submissive boy toy for the wealthy and dominant Xavier, Danny was suddenly on his own. Danny had thought he was set for life when Sir Xavier took him in at nineteen, but apparently his toy approaching thirty years old was too old for Sir Xavier and he ended the relationship with Danny, looking instead for fresher younger toys. Danny's only items of worth were a merger savings account and a two-year associate's degree in physical education. With no practical work experience to go with his degree he took the first job that would hire him.

Coach Dan walked into the locker room of Antinous University located far away in the isolated west coast town of Hardwood castle. AU was an a fairly new all boys college sponsored by the Peachtree Foundation that catered to sons of the wealthy and powerful. Dan had the impression that the school leadership didn't consider sports or physical education as important and were only hiring him to check a box.

The locker room was a mess, there were cigarette butts, disposable vape cartridges, and junk food wrappers on the wet sticky floor, the lockers all hung open, some with graffiti. When Dan talked to his supervisor about arranging a work crew among the students to fix up the locker room, the supervisor just laughed in his face. "You're new here so you don't realize how things work yet, those spoiled rich little snot nosed arrogant pricks we call students are not going to lift a finger to clean. And before you ask, no, the school cannot afford a janitor for the locker room and a coach so either accept the filth or roll up your sleeves and get cleaning I don't really care which as long as my paycheck clears, and I don't have to hear from you again this semester."

Dan left his office shaking his head. He had already known from the lax hiring process that AU didn't care about the physical education program, but the indifference of the staff was much worse than he realized. Taking off his crisp new white coaches uniform and putting on a worn-out old t-shirt and sweatpants, Dan found a mop and some trash bags and started to clean up the locker room.

"Oy! Who are you? This is our jerk off space get your own." Dan heard the voices behind him as he was down on his knees sweeping sticky trash into the dustpan. Standing tall he turned to face the students, but they spoke first, interrupting him. "You're no student, don't tell me those cheap bastards finally hired some servants to clean this mess?"

Seeing the vape in the youths fingers and the bag of junk food, Dan figured these were some of the hooligans who had trashed the locker room. The two freshmen wore the khaki pants, dress shirt and plaid ties that were the uniform for students at AU, but they 'wore it' only in the loosest sense. Both of them had their shirts untucked and had removed the knots from their ties before entering and the taller one had his shirt unbuttoned showing his smooth hairless youthful chest and flat abs.

Quinn, the shorter of the two, stood a few inches below Dan's height but with his wrestlers build and thick arms he was wider and heavier. Ignored Dan, Quinn walked rite past him, seeing the unknown but clearly poor adult as insignificant. Rodger, the taller freshman with his shirt hanging open who stood at the same height as Dan but with a thinner effeminate build, walked right up to Dan taking a long inhale from his vape and standing face to face blew a thick puff of smoke directly into Dan's face.

Hacking on the smoke Dan back up, "hey I am the new coach you can't just ..." Dan stopped speaking as Quinn was suddenly holding his arms and neck in full nelson grip. Dan should have fought back or tried to escape the hold but after ten years under Sir Xavier his instinct was to submit. Once the stronger Quinn had the hold locked with his fingers laced behind Dan's head, he was helpless to escape it.

Rodger casually blew a second puff of vape smoke into Dan's face before running a hand arrogantly down his chest. When Rodger's fingers caught on one of the many holes in the old t-shirt, he tore down ripping the shirt in half. "You see, we don't actually care who you think you are," Rodger's effeminate hand closed on Dan's neck with surprising strength, "here we are in charge and you're trespassing in our jerk off lounge which makes you just a little faggot fuck hole to me." The boys exchanged a glance and then Quinn kicked the back of Dan's legs pushing him to his knees still trapped by the full nelson, his face level with Rodger's crotch.

Rodger opened his khaki uniform pants pulling out is eighteen-year-old dick and waged it in front of Dan's face. "Now I came here to jerk off and vape but since you are so conveniently located, I think you can assist me, you ever suck a cock faggot?" Dan knew everything about this situation was wrong. He was supposed to be the coach and exercise some authority and discipline over the students, but he had barley spoken a word before falling back into his naturally submissive role.

Before Dan could stop himself, he replied automatically with, "yes Sir." Rodger's arrogant cocky smile grew wider as he heard the words and instead of replying, he just rammed is cock into Dan's mouth. Dan's small cock freed from its frequent Chasity under Sir Xavier was standing at full staff in his sweatpants. Dan looked up at the smooth hairless body of the youth above him and by instinct let the cock head slide into the tight embrace of his throat while he ran his tongue up and down the shaft with expertise born from year of experience.

"Woo, woo holy fuck that's amazing!" Rodger exclaimed, the surprise on his face evident. Speaking to Quinn, "Dude this guy is like some kind of professional cock sucker, fuck I never felt anything like this." Rogers eyes were rolling up into his head as he let the euphoric experience wash across up his body. His teen lust overcame his stamina and soon he was shooting thick ropes of cum into Dan's mouth. Rodger stood there breathing hard patting Dan's head like a pet, "Holy shit that mouth could be a gold mine in this school why did you say you were here again?"

On his knees in the tight hold, swallowing the large load, Dan could feel Quinn's raging hard on pressing into his back as he replied to Rodger, "I was hired as the new Coach Sir." Dan grimaced as soon as he spoke had not meant to call the student Sir again, but it was so ingrained in his nature that it came out automatically.

"Nice so you will be here all the time, fuck me this whole semester is looking better now, where are you staying in this sad little town?" Feeling compelled to obey Dan explained he was staying at a hotel while looking for an apartment. Rodger insisted he stay in one of the spare rooms of the large house his daddy had rented for him off campus as he wanted to keep his expert cock sucker close. Dan was red in the face humiliated, no sooner had Sir Xavier dismissed him then he was already finding himself submitting to this young rich twink.

Bored with the conversation and horny, Quinn twisted Dan's arms behind him and bound the wrists with his school necktie before pulling down the sweatpants. "You talk too much Rodger, where is the jack off juice?" Rodger smiled as he watched what was happening and tossed the bottle of lube to Quinn as he tied his own necktie around Dan's neck like a leash. Rodger sat down on the long locker room bench and with a yank pulled Dan to lay down on it lengthwise. Dan's face, held in place by the tie, was between Rodger's legs and near his sticky rapidly rehardening cock. Dan's nearly naked body was pressed on the sticky unclean wooden slats of the bench and his ass hung off the end perfectly lined up for Quinn to use.

"So, listen here you golden mouthed faggot," Rodger spoke as Quinn's fingers entered him, "My buddy is going to enjoy your ass then you are going to clean up this mess, If I am going to whore you out, I need it cleaned up in here. I am taking your phone and wallet and leaving you my address, its within walking distance. You will report there after work to submit to me, we will figure out the rest of the details later."

Dan never expected any of this when he took the job at AU, he thought his days of being some rich daddy's boy toy had past. Serving a younger twink master had never even occurred to him before now, holding back tears at the joy at being owned again he simply replied "Yes Master" as Quinn entered him.

The End

Authors Note: Twinkopia is fictional country that is ruled by twinks and where slavery of non-twinks, especially muscled jocks is legal. There will be a series of short stories in and around Twinkopia. The town of Hardwood Castle, Antinous University and the Peachtree family all play a role in the foundation of Twinkopia and make an appearance in this story. Select characters will also appear across multiple Twinkopia stories so this may not be the last time you see Coach Dan, Rodger, or Quinn.