# Coach's Boys - Chapter 12: A Day in the Life of a Ferret

Author: Linkin Monroe
Tags: Anal, Bad Language, Badger, College, Cum Inflation, Eagle, Ferret, Gay, Giraffe, Gorilla, Jock, M/M, Oral, Polar Bear, Size Difference, Student, Teacher, ass to mouth, coach

Hey everyone! Sorry I've busy with school, work and health-related issues, been doing what I can.

[center][b]Chapter Twelve - A Day in the Life of a Ferret[/b][/center]

It was a new day for new adventures and sexual exploits. Winston Bradley sat up in his bed, yawning wide before he rubbed the sleep from his eyes. The lanky ferret pulled his covers away as he turned to dangle his feet off the side of his single bed. He pushed himself off, stumbling in the dark to the bedroom door he kept locked at all times.

Winston lived in the school dorms which were built to house a total of four individuals. Each had their own bedroom, a small room that could hold a single mattress, desk and shelf. The four rooms were identical, lined up against the back wall with the main room serving as a living space and kitchen. There were two bathrooms on either side of the dorm, opposite of the far left and right bedroom doors, separated by two sinks and wide mirrors.

Winston's room was the furthest to the right, and he flicked on the light over the sink as he clambered up onto his wooden step stool and stared at himself in the vanity mirror. He was a typical ferret, white fur on his face with black fur masking around his eyes. The black dominated the rest of his body from the jawline down to his toes. There was a white wrap around his midsection and the tip of his tail.

His body was what some would call twink, with a height just below five feet, he was easily looked over by nearly everyone. It seemed the only ones that couldn't see past him were the otters on the aquatics team. He scowled to himself, showing off his teeth before he grabbed his toothbrush, squeezed some toothpaste on top of the bristles and brushed his teeth.

Winston's ears perked up when he heard the creak of a door opening. He recognized the sound of the door without looking, his roommate Owen was awake. The bald eagle groaned as the light struck him in the eyes, shielding them with his feathered arm. He approached Winston who was still brushing his teeth, though frothing at the mouth.

“Nnnghh.. g'mornin," Owen mumbled as he reached around the ferret, grabbing for his own toothbrush as his groin bumped up against the ferret's brief clad rump.

Winston didn't seem to care as he felt the avian's morning wood through his boxers. He simply kept brushing as the eagle held his brush out waiting for Winston to put paste on top for him.

A mumbled sentence escaped the ferret's mouth as he asked his roommate if he could help him. The eagle muttered to himself as he couldn't understand him and did it himself, by reaching around with his other arm and pressed his now throbbing morning wood harder against the ferret.

No sooner had Owen put paste on his toothbrush, Winston bent over, spat into the sink and onto the eagle's own brush and incidentally lifted his tail and pushed back against the horny bird.

“And they say that the early bird catches the ferret," Winston teased as he felt Owen's feathered fingers tug his briefs down and push against his rear end again. “Make it quick, I gotta get to classes on time."

With Winston's clear consent, Owen managed to get his rock hard erection out of the fly of his boxers and pushed it against the ferret's soft ass cheeks. There was a bit of fumbling around as the eagle wrenched open a drawer and ignored the condom packets inside and grabbed the lube. A quickie meant not wasting time with trivial things like protection, as much as the ferret would have preferred not having a messy ass during class.

A wet ‘[i]splurt[/i]’ of lube on the eagle's rigid shaft, he took his cock and pushed it against the lanky male's tailhole. It parted immediately, almost as if well-trained to relax on command and take whatever size cock he could get inside him.

They moaned in unison as Winston pushed back on every inch, feeling the eagle throb deep inside him. Owen held Winston's hips as the ferret reached into the open drawer and grabbed a minicam from there. He placed it down before the bowl of the sink, and then braced himself with his pawpads on the mirror.

Owen didn't seem to pay any heed to the ferret as he bowed his head and with little concern for his partner, pistoned his hips against the other male's ass as he pumped his cock in and out of that welcoming ring. He let out a low squawk as he watched his cock slide back and forth, slick with precum as the cute little pink ring stretched to fit.

Winston moaned to himself as his insides were hit in all the right spots, leaving his cock hard and drippy, right above his camerand into the sink. When he would review the footage later that evening, he would have the perfect angle to watch Owen's cock stuffing his ass, while watching his own balls swing back and forth with the momentum.

The eagle clutched onto Winston, feeling the ferret's tight ass clamp down on his thick cock. It had been a while since Owen had been inside his roommate, their schedules weren't very in sync and with how tight Winston's ass was, he wasn't gonna last long. While he was fine with dumping his load in and pulling out, he had to still eat breakfast before he took off for the day.

“OOooh fuck Winny!" the eagle crooned in Winston's ear, knowing the ferret didn't care for the stupid pet name. But it's not like he would protest when he was getting what he wanted. “Gonna cum inside you... “ He thrust in deep and hard, hearing the wet squelch of his precum get forced out around his length.

They groaned in unison as the bird gave a final buck, the soft feathers tickled Winston's ass as the bird felt the sphincter stretch wide open as he felt the surge of cum blast inside the slutty ferret's bowels.

Winston moaned as he felt the warmth spread within him and couldn't help but push back, his paws clutched the side of the countertop as he ground his ass against the eagle's groin. He loved feeling another man's seed gush within him, the more the merrier. He counted every thrust Owen had to give during the climax, one, two, three… eight blissful bucks until the eagle had emptied his nuts inside him.

The ferret cooed and reached back, fondling his roommate and felt the eagle moan as the ferret cinched the hard dick with his tight arse. He felt some more bird seed ooze inside him. Good to the last drop. Winston had heard the afterglow was the best part of sex, but he never stuck around long enough to find out. After he was sure Owen was spent, his anal muscles pushed the invading member that had left a sticky treat inside him out and no sooner had it been ejected, he felt the cummy mess escape his gaped ring and down his thighs.

Owen felt like he should say something or offer to help clean up Winston, but with how short time was and how standoffish the ferret became after sex, he quickly stuffed his cock back into the fly of his boxers and took off into the kitchen.

For a few moments, Winston did his best to keep his balance as he stood on wobbly legs, holding onto the countertop as he felt his hole clench to try to tighten back up as cum continued to run down his taint and swollen nuts. He remained bent over, ass open for his other roommates if they were so inclined to wake up before he had to go. He inspected his camcorder and made sure he had caught every moment. His cock was still hard as rock, precum leaked like a broken facet against the cabinet door. He ignored it's want for attention, the reward always came at the end of the day.

An hour and another cum load later, this time from his other roommate, Travis Knox, a Great Dane who had been so rudely woken up by Winston and Owen's antics, he had decided to “punish" the ferret who was so conveniently bent over.

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Winston winced as he walked the half mile to school, the canine had not been so kind with his thick dick. The dull ache on his battered rim and slightly swollen stomach of dog and eagle mixture was a constant reminder of his early antics. He glanced at his wrist watch as he waited for the morning traffic to stop at the crosswalk.

“Almost 9 AM and only two loads inside me," he muttered to himself, stepping out onto the striped path as he crossed the road. His record had been 20 in one day, it had happened during a concert that lead into him getting backstage after blowing two beefy security guards and fucking the five-member music group. He even had pictures to prove his sexcapade had occurred, and that the lead singer had the smallest dick of the whole group.

Thinking about that wild night was only making Winston that much hornier. He clutched his backpack and stepped lively to the school buildings. If he hurried, he was certain he could convince one of his colleagues to blow him. His mind quickly processed which students and faculty would be there that early and of which, gay or still in the closet. He was so caught up in his thoughts, he walked right into something.

Winston landed with a thud, and felt the cum slosh inside his belly. He felt a wet blossom under his bottom, blushing as he realized some of the precious seed had escaped. He looked up and kept looking up, his head tilting so far back, he could swear it was between his shoulder blades.

In front of him and blocking the sun from his eyes was one of the tallest guys on campus. A ten foot tall giraffe looked behind him, wearing khaki shorts and a light blue polo shirt with the collar popped up. Winston groaned as he instantly recognized Geoff Nieves, one of the more predominant frat boys from ???, Omega Pi Tau, or as some on campus referred to as the Omega Pit. No one really cared for the douchebags that seemed to be recruited there, each one just like the other, a real hotshot fuckboy.

“Hey watch where you're going small fry," Geoff growled in annoyance. How could something so small not see him in front of him and walk right into his leg?

Winston panicked as he checked to make sure he hadn't broken his camcorder, quickly tearing his backpack open and fetching his valuable possession. Geoff was stunned that the ferret hadn't apologized profusely for bumping into him, instead he seemed more concerned for his stupid camera.

He bent down and grabbed the strap on the top of Winston's backpack, hoisting the ferret up who kicked the air as he was effortlessly lifted off his rump. Since it was fairly early, there weren't very many people to witness the giraffe who was three times the size of the ferret pick him up.

Winston shuddered as felt the giraffe squeeze his ass cheeks momentarily before pulling the frat boy pulled his hand back. “What the fuck? Did you seriously piss your pants thinking I'd beat you up?"

Geoff looked down, and realized the front of the ferret's pants were soaked and spun him around in his arms, noticing the wet spot right where Winston's tailhole would be located. He made a few nervous sideway glances to make sure no one was watching and then carried Winston off to a secluded spot behind a building and some bush.

He set Winston down on his feet facing the brick wall, Winston spotted some white flakey stains. '[i]A favorite spot for the fratboy?[/i]' He wondered to himself as he felt his pants being played with and knew exactly what the giraffe wanted. '[i]Guess that makes it easy to find a partner before class.[/i]' Winston  smirked and set his camcorder on the window sill just above him, that had just the perfect incline to have the camera tilt down and over his shoulder as his pants dropped to his ankles.

Geoff was down on his hands and knees in an instant, his elongated muzzle pushed right up under Winston's tail and sniffed as cum oozed from Winston's stretched pucker and onto the fratboy's lips. Winston gasped as he felt his rump lift up as the giraffe hefted the smaller male up with his snout, supported by his strong neck.

The taste of male was strong, Geoff could tell as he licked his lips, savoring the flavor before swallowing it down. He would never admit it to anyone in the fraternity, but he loved the taste of ass and cum and this cocksleeve in front of him had plenty of both. He extended his long black tongue, licking Winston from balls to pucker, collecting the cum that had seeped out of his used fuckhole before he dove in.

Winston saw stars as he felt the long and wet appendage penetrate his gaping ring. The feeling of being rimmed and being fucked were completely different. A dick is rigid and hard whilst a tongue is pliable and soft, and while some of Winston's previous partners gave him a quick rimjob before fucking him silly, none could match a giraffe in terms of tongue length, and only a few could match the tongue in dick length.

Deeper the tongue sank, caressing the deepest and most intimate parts of Winston, tasting the cum-filled tunnel that clenched and tried to hold the muscle working its way inside the squirming ferret. Geoff allowed the cum to roll down his tongue, letting it collect in his muzzle before he swallowed it with a hard gulp. There was a taste of strawberry somewhere in the salty cum, possibly flavored lube, Geoff deduced as his 18-inch tongue pushed in deeper into the relaxing canal.

Clinging to the sill, Winston arched his back, pushing his ass into Geoff's head, moaning loudly as he felt the tongue worm its way deeper into him, even pushing his stomach out a little bit as it cleaned Owen and Travis’ mess out of him, leaving him empty of male fluid. His toes curled as he felt his prostate tingle as the muscle pushed against the button. He felt the impending orgasm build, whether he wanted to cum or not, the giraffe's tongue was working wonders on him.

The moment was shattered when they heard someone exclaim in anger and surprise.

“Mr. Nieves! Mr. Bradley!"

Almost instantly Geoff's tongue withdrew and Winston fell to the ground with a pained grunt. Geoff scrambled to his feet, panicked as he stood erect, the front of his khaki's bulged with his cock that snaked down to the side of the leg and poked out of it by his knee, precum oozing down his calf.

Blocking the way they had come stood a badger in a suit and tie. While he was only half the giraffe's size, his presence alone caused the fratboy to cower. Mr. Gray was one of the deans of the college, and if the badger wanted, both males could be expelled from school that day. Mr. Gray glared from the trembling giraffe to the half-naked ferret who was picking himself up from the ground.

“Mr. Nieves, I believe you have a class to get to. Don't let me catch you here again."

The giraffe took off running, not caring if anyone saw his erection in his pants. Now that they were alone, Mr. Gray walked over to Winston and helped him up, making sure the ferret wasn't injured.

“Are you okay, Mr. Bradley?" Mr. Gray asked with concern, and even though the older badger always seemed to look grouchy, there was kindness in his eyes.

Winston nodded, sniffed and wiped the drool off his lips, though it made him look like he had been crying. “Y-yes sir," he admitted and looked at the badger.

“Follow me to my office, I'll let your professor know you couldn't make it to class."

The badger turned to go the way he came, Winston brought up the rear after he snatched his camcorder from the window sill and followed the dean up the stairs into the same building that was beside them.

Right down the hallway and to the right, Winston realized he and Geoff had been messing just outside the dean's window. He blushed as Mr. Gray instructed him to close the door, turning around and locked it. He heard the unmistakable sound of a zipper being pulled down and set his camcorder on the bookshelf beside the door before he faced the older man disrobing himself.

“Really, Mr. Bradley? You and Mr. Nieves outside my office? If I didn't know better, I'd think you were just trying to get him in trouble and me all riled up." Mr. Gray leaned against his desk, sitting on the top as his half-hard chub hung from his sheath. The badger wasn't in bad shape, only with a slight gut, his fur resembled the typical black and white markings, although his belly was all white.

Winston licked his lips and got down on his knees in front of the badger, wrapping a paw around the base of the plump cock, dragging his tongue over the head and heard the older man groan happily as a paw wrapped around the back of Winston's head and pulled him closer to it.

“And what would it cost for your silence today, Mr. Gray?" Winston whispered sultrily, breathing hotly on the thickening member as it got harder around his lips as he kissed along the fat pulsing vein and lifted his tail for the camera that recorded the whole thing play out in front of it.

“Suck my dick first, and then we'll see if I can keep it up for that sweet arse of yours."

The ferret murred with delight and got to work, closing his lips around the cock that filled his mouth and began to bob up and down. The badger kept a strong grip on the back of Winston's head, guiding him down to the base, causing the shaft to push into his throat and stretched the back of it to fit the fat length. Mr. Gray grunted to himself as he felt the muscles constrict around the shaft, pushing in and pulling out, oozing precum on Winston's tongue that was held down by the sheer girth.

Wet audible ‘[i]glks[/i]’ filled the office space as Mr. Gray stuffed his cock in and out of Winston's tight throat, not letting the ferret off his shaft and kept it pistoning back and forth. Breathing wasn't easy when blowing Mr. Gray, Winston's eyes watered as he tried to suck in air through his nose, only to have it shoved against the musky white pubic fur of the badger's groin.

Mr. Gray groaned as he held Winston down on his cock, letting precum spurt down the ferret's bulging throat as his leg twitched, feeling undoubtedly horny and just needed to get his rocks off. It'd been rough from the divorce years ago and busy being a dean to find time to find a partner. It had taken time for him to come to grips with the fantasy of fucking a student, but Winston had been patient and sly over the past few semesters, dropping hints when he visited the older badger until the day the badger finally couldn't take it anymore and succumbed to his desires.

“Turn around, Mr. Bradley," the badger grunted as he released the ferret's head, letting him catch his breath. He wanted to fuck that tight arse, it had been too long and with how deep Mr. Nieves looked with his tongue, he was sure it was gonna be a clean fuck, no sloppy seconds for him.

Winston quickly stripped and hiked his tail as he bent over the desk and felt the badger's grubby paws grab his waist and hoist his ass up, feeling the mushroom cock head push against his gaping pucker. Mr. Gray bucked his hips forward, sinking every inch of his cock into the open ring without much resistance.

They moaned in unison, enjoying the other's company very much. For Winston, having a dick inside him was just the best thing, not to mention he was catching the moment on camera and that made it so much hotter when he could review the footage. For Mr. Gray, having something to stick his dick into that wasn't his paws was just the frosting on the top of the cake, and he had a lot of frosting for the ferret's buns.

The badger held onto Winston's hips, pulling them back as he thrust forward with his own, plunging deep into the welcoming hole which was slick with giraffe saliva. It made the initial penetration that much hotter, being able to sink every inch inside the ferret and listening to him moan as his used ring stretch wide to fit the thick cock.

If Mr. Gray had been a passionate lover, those days were long gone. From the stress of work and the sexual frustration mixed with the divorce he was still bitter about, he didn't hold anything back from fucking Winston's ass. The ferret let out short, loud yipes and barks as Mr. Gray's dick hilted him and pulled out roughly and then stuffed it back in. The badger's paws on Winston's hips slid up his lithe body and gripped his shoulders, pulling the slut back onto his hard dick.

Winston groaned as he was pinned against the desk and brutally pounded. He didn't mind the hard treatment his ass was receiving. He would have begged for Mr. Gray to fuck him harder, but he literally couldn't make any noises than the natural sounds escaping his throat. His legs hung limply off the side of the desk spread out around the badger's pistoning hips.

“Fuck…" Mr. Gray groaned as he slammed in deep as he pulled the ferret's shoulders down. His plumps nuts pressed hard against the ferret's ass as he felt his orgasm hit, grunting every time he felt his cock pulse and shot cum deep inside the ferret's battered orifice. He let go of Winston's shoulders, letting the ferret slump across the desk. Mr. Gray huffed and wiped the sweat off his brow and gripped the cheeks that were clenched so tightly around his cock, pulled out with a wet ‘[i]slurp[/i]’ and watched his cum ooze from Winston's loosened hole.

After he had a moment to compose himself and clean his dick off with some tissues, he helped Winston to his feet and offered a few tissues for the ferret to clean his messy hole. “That'll be all for today, Mr. Bradley. Please come to my office anytime you need some advice. My door is always open."

Winston dabbed his puffy red hole gently, wincing slightly at the dull pain and smiled as he picked his clothes up off the ground and got dressed. Mr. Gray didn't pay him any further attention after that, retrieving his camcorder and stopping the recording before he wobbled out of the office and headed for his next class across campus.

On his way, he crossed through the fitness center. Winston always took the scenic route, which involved passing by the gym to see any eye candy inside. The football team were all around the gym and hallways, the smell of testosterone and sweat permeated the entire building, impossible to mask with any kind of air freshener.

He took his time, watching through the wide window that allowed people to look inside the gym. When needed, he was the waterboy for the football team and had gotten to know them all very well. They were a fun group of guys and even more fun behind closed doors. He was in the middle of considering walking in and offering a rub down to one of the studly jocks when he heard the hushed tones down a corridor.

Curiosity never hurt the ferret, and usually got him a dick or two. He stepped silently down the hallway and peeked around the corner, surprised to see Chad Wagner and Nick Sanchez, a black wolf and a tiger respectively, and possibly the two sexiest males on the football team. Nick was leaning against a wall holding Chad's paw while the wolf stood remarkably close to his teammate. They were whispering something he couldn't quite make out, but their muzzles were so intimately close they almost looked like they were kissing.

He pulled his camcorder out and very carefully took a few pictures of the two jocks. Who knew Nick and Chad were going out? He smiled slyly to himself, wondering what people might say if they heard the two studly jocks were gay and dating! Not that it really mattered, but if there was one thing he loved more than getting fucked and recording it, he loved spreading juicy gossip.

“Hey! Waterboy!" He heard a familiar voice shout some distance behind him that echoed down the hallway. He ducked back around the corner so Nick and Chad couldn't see him and turned to see a massive gorilla lumbering toward him after leaving the gym.

“Jay!" Winston exclaimed as if he were happy to see the gorilla, walking toward him.

Jason Donahue, a silverback gorilla and one of the offensive line guardsmen, grinned as he reached the ferret and put one of his thick hands on top of the ferret's shoulders. He dwarfed the ferret by twice the size, and his body was nothing short of impressive.

“I saw you walking by and was disappointed you didn't stop inside to say hello to your favorite cum-stomer." He grinned widely at his own joke, showing off his teeth as he led Winston away from where Chad and Nick had rendezvoused.

“Jay, I really shouldn't… I have class soon." Winston protested weakly, knowing that once the thick-headed jock had made up his mind, it was hard to steer him clear of it.

The bulky gorilla shrugged as he led Winston past the wide window. “Skip it. You're smart enough that you probably already know whatever it is. Besides, it's been some time since you and I have hung out."

Winston noted the gorilla emphasized the word hung and rolled his eyes as he opened the side door into the locker room. It was fairly empty as they walked past the rows of lockers, a few jocks waved at the ferret in greeting as they headed for the showers.

“ANYONE IN HERE?" Jason shouted as they walked in, and after pausing a second and getting no response, the gorilla instructed Winston to get undressed and get into one of the empty stalls at the end of the corridor.

Closing the door behind him, Jason peeled the tight fitting shirt off his body, his abs were visible in his thick gut as his biceps flexed and showed off his sweaty armpits. The smell was intoxicating, and Winston found his mouth watering. Any hesitation he had prior disappeared and he reached out to fondle the gorilla's fat package.

“That didn't take much convincing," Jason sneered as he pulled his sweat shorts off and hung them over the top of the door. His massive bulge bounced with every step, barely contained within his jockstrap. “Get on your knees."

Winston obeyed, getting down on the tile as the gorilla turned the shower knob and after a few seconds, warm water sprayed on the back of Winston's backside. The gorilla didn't really care if his jockstrap got wet, it was already basically drenched in sweat from his workout.

He pulled the waistband forward, slowly revealing his prick to the desperate ferret who just couldn't get enough. Winston realized that he had left his camcorder behind with his clothes, he grumbled that he wouldn't get this on camera. He put his lips on the gorilla's shaft, feeling it continue to thicken even inside his muzzle. His view was soon blocked by Jason's gut and in his peripheral vision, two burly arms blocked the side as his head was grasped and he was pulled down to deepthroat the jock's dick.

It grew thicker and harder inside Winston's throat, he could feel it violating his gullet making it hard to swallow. His nose was buried against Jason's groin, inhaling the jock's sweat and musk as fat balls pushed against his chin, churning with a healthy dose of gorilla cum.

The gorilla smelled so masculine, Winston just wanted to worship him. His eyes rolled back as he got lost in the moment, letting Jason cram as much gorilla dick into his face as he wanted. He could take it, and after getting three loads in his ass already, he just wanted some cum in his belly.

Jason placed a palm on the top of Winston's head, pulling him back and gripped the base of his cock as he pulled it out of Winston's muzzle as if it were the sword in the stone. A wet slurp escaped the ferret's muzzle and a thin string of saliva and pre connected the tip to the ferret's lips.

The gorilla jerked himself off in front of the ferret, keeping his hand on the ferret's head as he aimed his shaft for the open maw. Winston looked up at the gorilla, watching the jock's face contort as he pumped his meat rapidly and swore under his breath.

“Here I cum…" Jason grunted as his body twitched and tensed up, his muscles flexed and the visible veins on his biceps bulged. He roared and threw his head back as his dick erupted like a geyser, striking Winston directly on the face. Thick globs of cum covered the ferret's face and tongue, coating him in a torrent of seed. The water washed most of the cum away, though it clung to his fur, matting it down.

Winston looked like a piece of abstract art by the time the jock had finished and took a step back to admire his handiwork. He let his cock hang limply in front of Winston, the ferret took it upon himself to clean the shaft and get some more of that tasty cum in his muzzle. He suckled it clean as Jason washed himself off.

When they had scrubbed most of the cum out of Winston's face, Jason decided it would be best if they snuck out one at a time. The jock slipped out of the shower stall first, leaving Winston as he normally did. Winston waited a few minutes, washing his fur again out with shampoo to try and get the remaining clumps out of his fur. He hated it when the jocks did that. Why didn't they just cum in his throat like a normal gay would?

He shut the water off, peaked the stall door open and looked out. Coast looked clear to him, he stealthily slipped out and went to retrieve his clothes from the wooden bench he had put them on. To his dismay, they were gone.

“Jason… I swear I'll make you rue the day you messed with me…"

Someone cleared their throat theatrically behind him, and he turned around and saw one of Coach Collins's assistant coaches, Noah Bjorn standing in the entryway to the showers. The polar bear looked rather cross, arms folded across his chest, his face glaring down at the wet and naked ferret standing there. In the paw tucked under his arm, he held Winston's backpack and clothes.

“Come into my office Bradley," Coach Bjorn said gruffly, his tone flat and deep. “And put a towel on or something."

Winston grabbed a towel from the rack and draped it around his waist and followed closely behind the polar bear as they went to his office. For the first time in a long time, Winston was nervous. They stepped into the room and Coach Bjorn closed the door behind him.

The room was rather spacious seeing it was designed for two assistant coaches. There were two desks with a nameplate on the top, one for Coach Bjorn and the other for Coach Williams. The polar bear's desk was cluttered with paperwork, while Coach Williams's desk looked like it hadn't seen any use in a while. A well-worn couch was positioned between filing cabinets and a few cheap plastic chairs were stacked in the corner. There was a thick, musty odor that made Winston's lungs choke for fresh air.

Coach Bjorn didn't seem to notice as he crossed the room to his desk, setting the ferret's belongings on top of a stack of paper which slid over and caused some paper to fall to the floor. Ignoring it, Coach Bjorn sat down on his chair. It creaked underneath the polar bear's weight as he settled down and stared at the ferret who was feeling particularly smaller than normal in the office.

“Now that we're alone, you better have a good explanation as to why you're hanging around the lockers and distracting the players with inappropriate behavior or come up with a way to buy my silence."

The way the polar bear grinned and slipped his paws underneath his desk, made Winston realize that he had a golden opportunity presented to him. He had known that the other assistant coach, Williams was a literal closet slut for the jocks, but Coach Bjorn? This day was getting better every hour.

He stepped around the desk, surprised to see that the polar bear had tugged the front of his pants down and there hanging between his legs was one of the thickest and meatiest cocks Winston had ever seen. He was certain he would be split in two if he ever took it up his ass, which was exactly what he wanted to do.

His eyes wandered from the coach's juicy cock to his backpack on the desk. He had to get his camcorder, hopefully without the coach realizing it. He reached out and wrapped his paw around the pink flesh, feeling it twitch in his palm. Fuck it [i]was[/i] so huge, he couldn't get his thumb and index to touch at any point as he stroked it up and down, feeling it thicken.

The polar bear grinned as he felt those small paws tug his cock and reached into his drawer and pulled out what looked like a cigar. He stuck it into his mouth, grunted something as he leaned back in his chair with a loud creak. Spreading his legs out for the little slut to get between them, he chewed on the bottom of his cigar and watched with great interest as Winston climbed up onto his lap.

“If you don't tell my secret, I won't tell your secret," he said gruffly as the ferret used both his paws to stroke the polar bear to full mast.

Winston gawked at the size of the polar bear. Coach Bjorn's cock was intimidating, proportionate to his massive body. He felt paws grab his ass cheeks and squeeze them firmly, maybe a little bit too hard for the ferret. He cried out briefly as the bear got a good feel for what he was about to destroy.

“In the same drawer, there's a lighter. You'll help daddy out, won't you?" The bear mused as he resumed kneading those ass cheeks, this time he let one of his fingers tease Winston's used tailhole, feeling some warm fluid from the previous occupant.

Nodding, Winston twisted his body and reached into the drawer, finding the lighter the bear was talking about. He looked at his backpack, it was just within reach but unless he wanted the polar bear to find out about the camcorder, he would have to wait.

He turned back to face the polar bear who used his mouth to bring the cigar in the middle of his lips. Coach Bjorn's black lips were twisted into a nasty grin as he watched the ferret light the end of it and puffed then exhaled on the ferret's face, watching him choke and brush the thick smoke away.

Coach Bjorn guffawed and let go of one of Winston's ass cheeks and held his cigar with it. “Not a fan of smoke? Don't worry, neither are the smoke detectors. That's why I removed them from my office. Now are you just gonna stroke my dick or am I gonna have to tell you what you're gonna do?"

“No coach!" Winston choked, his eyes were watery from the heavy smoke the bear had exhaled. He winced when he felt a finger push inside his pucker from underneath him, feeling it wiggle inside and some of Mr. Gray's seed dribbled out around it. This made Winston squeak and clench tight on the invading digit as it rubbed his prostate teasingly.

“Such formality," the polar bear mused, taking another puff, but this time exhaled it upwards. “But my cocksleeves call me sir or daddy. I expect the same respect from you." He growled as he pushed his finger into the knuckle. “Otherwise you'll be in for a whole world of hurt, and I don't want to break such a… cute play thing as yourself. Now do I have to repeat myself, 'cause things will get rather nasty if I do."

“N-no, sir!" Winston moaned as the finger curled inside him. His mind was reeling from the smoke and just how naughty the polar bear was. He leaned forward, parting his lips around the thick mushroom cock head and made a face unseen by the polar bear. '[i]When was the last time Coach Bjorn showered?[/i]' Winston wondered, it tasted like sweat, cum, and ass, and definitely not clean.

Coach Bjorn sighed in relief as he felt the wet lips around his prick, keeping himself leaned back in his seat as he kept puffing on his cigar and fucking the mustelid with his pinky finger. He loved dominating the smaller males, though usually, it was some of the otters from the aquatics club or a bunny or a rat from the local gay bar.

While the polar bear was enjoying the blowjobs, Winston watched the assistant coach's expression relax and close his eyes. He waited a few more seconds, sucking and bobbing on the cock, letting saliva dribble out from the side of his mouth and used his paw to smear it over the length to at least try to clean off the musky shaft. With his other paw, he reached back for his backpack, unzipping it as stealthily as he could. Just enough to reach in and grab the--

“What're you doing?" Coach Bjorn grunted as he sat up, the sudden change made Winston sit back on the polar bear's knuckle, feeling the thick finger push deep into him. Before the ferret would pull his hand out of his backpack, the bear snatched his wrist with the paw that held his cigar and yanked it out of the backpack, the camcorder still in Winston's paw.

A brief panic attack took over the ferret, his ears pinned back as he lifted his head up from the shaft and the polar bear released his grip on the wrist and brought it down on the back of Winston's head, stuffing his cock back into the ferret's muzzle.

“I didn't say stop," the polar bear growled as he gave Winston a glare that meant business. When he was certain the ferret would keep sucking, he took another puff and then held the cigar between his teeth as he took the camcorder from the ferret's paw. “Well now, what do we have here…"

Winston wanted to protest but realized he was in no position to stop the assistant coach. The polar bear kept fingering him, stretching his rim as the bear's wedding finger found its way inside him, scissoring the hole wider. Coach Bjorn leaned back again in his chair, puffing his cigar as he browsed the pictures and footage on the camera.

“My, my, you have been a busy cocksleeve. That old badger too?" Coach Bjorn grinned as he watched the recording of the ferret being fucked mercilessly by Mr. Gray. “Guessing that's what you were going for, you wanted to record me fucking you too, eh?"

Winston didn't have to respond because the polar bear switched the camcorder to record and began to film the ferret blowing his shaft. “Smile for the camera cocksleeve." The polar bear grinned as he took a long drag from his cigar, now working the two fingers in and out of the ferret's stretched tailhole.

Winston's body writhed and squirmed as he took just a few inches of bear meat in his mouth, scared to even attempt to fit the bear's cock in his throat. Coach Bjorn didn't mind, not many could fit much of his dick in their face, so he made do with the other end. It took a lot of prep work, fingering them until their holes could fit all four fingers, then he knew they were ready.

Coach Bjorn was surprised when he found how stretchable Winston's tailhole was, and in no time at all, the ferret was practically bouncing on the two fingers inside him. The polar bear slipped his index finger in, leaving his middle out for now while the hole resisted briefly before it loosened and he was able to get knuckle deep inside of Winston.

After the initial shock of the entire ordeal, Winston found himself enjoying the taste of the bear's cock and the feeling of thick fingers working his tailhole. He kept his head down but looked at the camera's face as if glaring at his future self for getting into this situation whenever he reviewed the footage.

The coach's shaft was throbbing wildly in his muzzle, salty precum leaked over Winston's tongue. He teased the urethra, the tip of his tongue even managed to spread the slit open and make the bear growl in deep pleasure. The salty clear fluid oozed more freely now as the bear pumped his massive hips forward as if trying to fuck the smaller mammal's face.

They didn't say anything to each other, Winston moaned and sucked on the thick shaft while the bear worked his fingers in and out of the elastic-like tailhole. He added his middle finger in a minute after his index, his claws scraping the inside of the ferret's warm, fleshy tunnel, making sure to keep a fingertip pressed on the ferret's pleasure button.

Winston's cock throbbed untouched, leaking precum somewhere along the inside of Coach Bjorn's inner thigh on his right leg. It dwarfed in comparison to the bear's shaft, at least twice the length and three times as thick. Winston was almost certain his waist was barely wider than Coach Bjorn's circumference, and he wanted to feel it stretching his guts.

The bear grumbled something, moving his cigar to the corner of his lips with his tongue and lifted the paw that was holding the camcorder, the red light still going but now was facing the ceiling as he took the cigar from his mouth and put it down on the table while he stood up. Winston shivered as the fingers moved within him, basically sitting on Coach Bjorn's palm as he was lifted up and lay back on the desk.

Withdrawing his fingers, Coach Bjorn wiped Mr. Gray's cum off over the cocksleeve's face, smearing the scent of ass and badger seed on Winston's fur that still smelled of Jason Donahue and then exhaled a massive cloud of smoke in the ferret's direction. Winston couldn't hold back the aroused moan as he took in the heady smells while he felt his legs get pried open by the bear's wide hips, feeling the weight of Coach Bjorn's cock on top of his.

They frotted briefly as Coach Bjorn enjoyed his cigar while filming the ferret laying in front of him before he wrapped his massive paw around his cock and gripped Winston's cock as well, stroking them off for the camera. The size difference between the two males was like David and Goliath, and it was clear the giant polar bear was drinking in the sight.

“Alright, time to see what sluts are made of," he grumbled as he pulled his hips back and let his cock slip free from his paw and it nudged Winston's balls before sliding down and rubbed between his ass cheeks.

Winston curled his toes as he felt the tip of Coach Bjorn's prick press against his gaping tailhole, feeling Mr. Gray's cum dribble out unrestricted from the anal muscles that were pushed apart. The bear groaned as his thick mushroom cockhead pushed forward and found its mark without much assistance. The softer part of his head squished in before the brutal shaft kept going. Unable to push the invader out, Winston's body instead slid up along the desk.

Annoyed, Coach Bjorn growled and grabbed Winston by the throat. Not too hard, but enough to make Winston gasp as he found it slightly harder to breathe as he was held in place as the bear pushed forward again, this time he wasn't going to be stopped. Winston's tailhole stretched even wider as the head pushed into him and the first few inches. It didn't take long before Coach Bjorn went past the deepest point where Winston's roommate Travis had been earlier that day and kept going.

Inch after inch slowly worked its way into Winston's tailhole, the bear kept growling gruffly as he watched the ferret squirm under him. Between the thin neck in his paw, how much bigger he was than Winston, it was such a power rush to the assistant coach. His gut rubbed against the stomach that was beginning to bulge from the length pulsing deep inside the cocksleeve. He made sure the camera was focused on the ferret's distended belly, pulling back slightly and then back in, watching the obvious outdent of his own cockhead move the ferret's belly from the inside.

“That's fucking hot," Coach Bjorn grinned, as he pulled back out halfway and then hilted the ferret with a loud, wet squelch as he forced the rest of Mr. Gray's cum out around his length. The badger's seed made an excellent lubricant and soon he was going at a steady pace, pushing into the base of his thick dick much to Winston's delight.

Despite his lungs being full of putrid smoke from the cigar and unable to breathe, Winston was on cloud nine. His body felt so full of Coach Bjorn's monster cock stretching him so deep, he actually churred in pleasure, which was something he never did. His writhing body stopped as his heartbeat felt like it was slowing down and speeding up at the same time.

Despite the dark edges at the corner of his sight, he stared up at the light over the desk. '[i]Is this what it means to be fucked to death?[/i]' Winston wondered briefly, his body in a complete state of bliss as the polar bear wracked his insides in indescribable pleasure. His eyes watered and burned from the lack of air and the smoke, rolling back into his skull as he was fucked in and out of consciousness.

Coach Bjorn watched as the ferret's body relaxed, allowing his cock to piston in and out of the loosened hole that was oozing his own precum now. Any remnant of Mr. Gray's cum was either fucked deeper inside the ferret's body or was dripping on the floor with the bear's precum. He slammed in, his desk lifting off two of the leg posts as he watched the belly bulge out from how deep he was before settling back down when he pulled back.

Getting closer to his orgasm, Coach Bjorn focused on reaching that point and filling the cocksleeve with as much cum as he could. His balls churned as they slapped against the ferret's ass, smacking it as if he had been spanking an unruly jock with his paw. He felt the warmth begin to swell from his groin and into his lower gut.

He let out a few gruff grunts as he hunched over Winston, still holding the ferret's throat as he kept recording the belly, wanting to capture the moment of his first shot and if it would cause the ferret's stomach to swell up. He stifled the roar he wanted to belt out, instead of biting his lip as he arched and slammed once more into the cocksleeve.

He missed the moment, but the camcorder did not. As the first spurt of bear cum erupted from his cock head buried somewhere deep inside the ferret, it caused the slightest disturbance that could be seen from the outside as he was pumped full of Coach Bjorn's hot seed. His insides were filled within the first two shots, and everything else pushed his usually lithe stomach outwards before he was filled with too much pressure, it began to leak out around the bear's thick shaft.

Winston felt dizzy as he felt more full than he had been in ages and the bear's tightened grip around his neck threatened to coax out a load he wasn't prepared to release just yet. His body spasmed around the pulsing member, his tailhole stretched wide open as excess cum was forced out as the bear rode out his orgasm, pumping his massive hips forward in and out of the exhausted ferret's ass.

Coach Bjorn let go of the small ferret's neck, grinning to himself as he pulled the cigar out of his mouth while still recording the bird's eye view of the ferret who lay in a spread eagle position on his desk. His belly had swollen up to the size of a small melon, gurgling with cum as it settled. He exhaled thick smoke on the ferret who was sucking in deep breaths to fill his lungs. He laughed to himself as Winston choked on it and pulled his cock out with a wet slurp.

Cum ran freely from Winston's battered and loosened tailhole as the polar bear stuck his cigar back between his teeth. The polar bear stroked his softening length that had the slightest sheen of cum lathered all over it as he awkwardly got up on the desk, careful not to put too much weight on the ferret's gut and stuffed his messy cock into the ferret's maw.

Winston tried to wriggle away, normally his lanky body would allow him to but he was pinned between massive thighs and the polar bear was mere centimeters from squashing his stomach and flattening him like a pancake under his bulk. So he moaned and sucked on the bear's cock as the coach recorded the pitiful looking ferret who couldn't fit more than a few inches into his mouth.

Coach Bjorn groaned to himself, stroking whatever wasn't inside Winston's muzzle as he felt the tongue lick around his cock head and the urethra, teasing him but not enough to get him riled up again. He kept the camera focused on the cockslut's face, the expression looked exhausted but blissful.

He pulled out when he had enough and got back on his own two feet. He poked the belly, watching some cum leak out from the pressure and grinned as he stopped the recording and put the camcorder on the desk. “Get your stuff and go cocksleeve," he grunted as he sat back down, leaning back in his creaky chair. “If I ever catch you fucking my team in the gym again… well, you can guess what punishment will befall you."

The slightest grin on his face and the wink in his eye told Winston that this probably wouldn't be the last time he'd be called into the office. The ferret slid off the desk, his feet seemed unsure if they were on solid ground because he wobbled like a drunken sailor on shore leave. He pulled his clothes on, finding it somewhat difficult with so much cum inside him. His hole had clenched up, but he could still feel Coach Bjorn's cubs running down his thighs.

As he reached the door, he heard the same theatrical cough from the assistant coach. Winston froze as his paw shook while holding the door handle.

“And cocksleeve, send me a copy of that recording."

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