Coach Stevens sat in his office as he waited in anticipation for his next "appointment." Hearing the knock on the door, he sat up and said, "Come in, Mr. Duncan."
Andrew Duncan walked into the office dressed in a normal gym outfit of a white t-shirt, sneakers, and not-so-normal short shorts. Looking nervous, Andrew stood before his coach's desk and asked, "You wanted to see me, coach?"
The coach nodded and pointed to the chair in front of his desk, indicating for the boy to take a seat. The coach looked at Andrew and said, "Mr. Duncan, you have a problem. Your participation and lackluster attendance in affecting your gym requirements and you are subsequently falling short of the necessary prerequisites to graduate. What are we going to do about that, Mr. Duncan?"
Andrew sighed and looked down as he said, "I'm sorry, coach, but I've had a rough time at home. My dad was having troubles at work and it affected me. I'm sure you know what I'm talking about. I have a new home environment now and it seems to be working out for the best. I'm doing my best."
The coach shook his head and replied, "Your former father's troubles notwithstanding, you need to find a way to deal with this or you won't graduate. Do you understand that a failure to graduate for these petty infractions could have the slave bureau looking into you and deciding if you might need a term of enslavement? They could process you for being an underachiever and auction you off to the highest bidder. This might just be for a term of five years, but I'm sure you don't want that plus there are ways that even a short-term enslavement could be elongated to a lifetime enslavement if you don't show yourself able to make vast improvements in your life. I'm sure you've heard about such things, Mr. Duncan."
Andrew nodded his head as he answered, "Yes, coach, but I'm willing to put in the work. Just tell me what I have to do."
The coach nodded as he asked, "That's good, Mr. Duncan. Now, I'm sure you know that your new daddy and I have been best friends since middle school. Well, he has given me his permission to give you all the help I can and that's what I intend to do. How do you feel about extra credit, maybe some one-on-one coaching, or possibly even some group coaching?"
Andrew sighed as he answered, "I'm willing to put in the work, coach. What do I have to do?"
Coach smiled as he pushed his chair back from his desk and said, "Well, that's certainly good to hear. It's always nice when a boy will take responsibility for his actions and seek to better himself. As to what you need to do, first, come over here and kneel down so I can explain a few things."
Andrew did as he was instructed and then looked up at his coach. The coach grinned and felt his hard cock twitch in his gym shorts. Looking at the boy, the coach continued, "Why don't you help me get out of these shorts, Mr. Duncan? They are getting awfully tight."
Andrew obediently tugged down the coach's shorts revealing a very hard cock. The hard cock was shaved smooth, rock hard, and already sported a drop of precum at the head. Grinning down at the boy, the coach continued, "For your first extra credit assignment, I want you to suck my cock. If all else fails it will be good practice for when you are enslaved and sold off to some boy brothel. And if you actually turn your life around, this will teach you to respect and obey your superiors."
Andrew sighed as he reached up to grab the coach's hard cock before lowering his open mouth to engulf the entire length. The coach moaned as he enjoyed the boy's cock sucking skills. Matt had long admired the boy's physique but had never had the opportunity or reason to initiate the boy into his normal harem of straight fuckboys. Now that the boy was at his mercy, he would have a lot of fun. Matt smiled and moaned again as he felt the amazing cock sucking ability that the boy possessed. Matt looked down at the boy's puckered lips wrapped tightly around his hard cock and felt his hard cock twitch with desire at the sight.
Finally deciding to continue, the coach said, "Now, Mr. Duncan, I'm sure you're wondering about your options. Well, you don't have any. Your new daddy has given me his consent to give you the proper coaching that you require to graduate and I intend to do just that. My coaching methods may seem hard to take, but I'm sure you're up to the challenge. By the time I'm through, you will have a newfound respect for coaching and you will finally understand your role in life."
Matt loved talking to a straight boy while his cock was being sucked or he was fucking the boy's asshole. Usually, Matt had to tone down his taunts when the straight boy was still free, but with a slave fuckboy he could say whatever he wanted. Taunting a straight boy was something of an art form for Matt and Brandon and they knew exactly what they could get away with saying during sex so as not to have the boy change his mind while he still could. After several sessions of sucking cock or getting fucked, the boys had no more illusions that they could just walk away and refuse either man's advances. Matt smiled as he looked down at little Andrew and wondered what the boy was actually thinking.