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Coaching the Coaches

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Coaching the Coaches
By NCMC Readers

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This story was originally part of the wiki for "A Happy Accident", but it was a complete story on its own. Enjoy! (7th February 2006)



I had finished dressing and was heading out myself when I passed the Coach's Office. It was near the end of the day, so, not unusually, all three of the coaches were there. Coach Martin, the head coach, was doing some paperwork at his desk. Coach Bryant and Coach Scott were just sitting there talking, having a cup of coffee, conversing about team plays and their chances of winning in the basketball finals next week.

Coach Bryant was the basketball coach and Coach Scott was the swim coach. All three men were in really good shape. Coach Martin was the oldest, probably about 50, but he was a strong hairy bull type. Coach Bryant, was African American, in his mid 30's, a former college basketball player about 6'5", and he was smooth all over from what I could see. Coach Scott was the youngest, about 25 tops, a compact man in his speedo. His body was the one I was most familiar with because he would get in the pool with the team and do laps. Every time I passed the gym pool, I always lingered to see if I could get a glimpse of his stuffed package in his speedo. His tool always looked the same, fat but flaccid, as it was tightly tucked under his balls to minimize showing the bulge.

I didn't see any harm in having a little fun. Since it was near the end of the day, I was pretty sure that most of the kids were gone or at the very least, cleared out of the locker rooms for the day. I did a quick check to make sure and found the locker room empty, then I went back to peek into the coach's room. I zeroed in on their thoughts.

Coach Martin was grading Hygiene exams and not pleased with the results. Coach Bryant was worried that if he didn't win the basketball game this year, they would fire him and Coach Scott was just being nice, the truth was, he wanted to get out of there so he could go find his girlfriend and jump her. I giggled at what I was about to do to them. I implanted a thought in all three men that they were all feeling very gritty and grimy from all their exertions of the day and it was time to take a shower but the coach's office shower was broken so they had to use the locker showers.

It took a couple of seconds for the three men to start reacting. First, the two coaches stopped talking regularly and started to move around uncomfortably, they even starting sniffing themselves a bit. Coach Martin stopped grading his tests and checked his watch.

"It's getting late," he announced.

"Yeah," Coach Scott agreed, "I guess it's time to hit the shower and get ready to go." Then he remembered, "Oh, shit, they haven't fixed our shower yet, have they?"

"No, they haven't," Coach Martin said as he put his tests away in his briefcase.

"So, we'll have to use the locker room showers. The kids are gone and I can't leave here smelling like this." Coach Bryant stood up. "My wife thinks I smell too much like a jockstrap now and it totally turns her off."

"Well, I'm going," Coach Scott went to his locker, opened it and grabbed his towel. He took off his sweat shirt and shorts with simple ease. He still had on his black speedo. I read in his head that he intended to take his shower with his speedo on, but that would never do. I implanted thoughts in his head that he needed to take the speedo off before heading to the shower. His dick and crack were especially sweaty and smelly and leaving the speedo on would accomplish nothing with his girlfriend later. He'd actually have to shower again when he got home.

I watched him debate the issue and then decide. He pulled off his speedo and stuck it in his locker. He was about to leave for the shower when he saw the other two men staring at him. "What?" he asked. The two men said nothing, but I knew. Because he was thinking about sex with his girlfriend, the swim coach had the beginnings of a boner. Coach Scott was huge and thick, no doubt about that, so even flaccid he was an impressive, but with his stirrings, he hadn't noticed that his dick was starting to peek out of its uncut shell and the lips were mighty impressive.

Coach Bryant was standing at his locker with a towel. He took off his basketball shirt and sweatpants and was standing in his boxer shorts. I read in his mind that he was going to wrap the towel around his waist and then walk to the shower. I decided to change that thought right away. I had him think that the boxers were uncomfortable and that it was too warm in the locker room to wrap a towel. The only way to be comfortable was to take off his underwear and carry the towel in his hands to the shower. Coach Bryant slipped off the boxers revealing a smooth, round bubble butt. I had him think of having sex with his wife. Coach Bryant started walking to the showers, his thick dick, showing the onset of a boner. Both Coach Scott and Coach Martin couldn't help but stare at Coach Bryant as he went to the showers.

Then for the bad news, the last bell rang. It startled all of us. I slipped back to make sure I wasn't seen and ended up by the locker exit doors. I had to go through them to make sure I wasn't seen and sure enough, when I got to the other side, I was locked out.

Oh well, at least I had tonight to look forward to, then I decided not to give up hope. I put my head to the door and see if I could focus on the three coaches getting ready to take their shower. It took me a few minutes to really focus, but I was able to hear the thoughts of the three coaches. They were all tired from running all us kids through their paces and were looking forward to an enjoyable evening. They also were a little bit nervous to take a shower in the kids' shower in case one of the kids would see their cocks. I realized that was the key. I flooded their minded with as much power as I could that they should check to see if all the doors were locked before they shower in order to make sure that they were alone. I also made sure that they felt that the only way they could check would be to open the doors, check the outer locks, and then leave. I had my head up to the door for what seemed like an eternity then I heard the actual click. I stepped back and got out of the way. I went behind a nearby locker where I could watch the action unseen. It was Coach Martin, the Senior Coach. He had his shirt off, but still had his shorts on. He peeked his head out, looked around, checked the locker door and then when satisfied that they were alone and the door was indeed locked, he went back inside. I had only a split second, but I managed to just get to the door before it closed shut. Then, I knew I had only a second before they realized that they hadn't heard the metal click of the door, so I jumped back inside the locker room and went to a corner where I didn't think they would be.

I got lucky. I was inside again and the coaches still had no idea that I was there.


I focused on their thoughts. The swim coach, who was already nude, was waiting for the other two coaches to finish stripping so they could head to the showers together. I could hear himself trying to stifle his burgeoning erection that without much help, would be rock hard in seconds. I decided that wouldn't do. I did whatever I could to focus on his girlfriend and how sexy she was. He tried to block it, but I knew I was gaining ground. I tried to do the same with the other two coaches and also made them feel comfortable with showering together even if they had erections. After all, they were all men and coaches at that. That gave them certain privileges of prowess. I implanted a thought into Coach Bryant's head that the more the other two coaches stared at him, the harder he got.

Since I wasn't able to see them, I had no idea what success I was having. I carefully made my way to a place where I could peek into the coaches office. I just arrived when I hit pay dirt. The three men with towels came out casually sporting rock hard boners that stood impressively straight up. They were talking about the events of school and ignoring their dicks completely but it was pretty hard for them to not pay attention as they much have been almost painful as they swayed back and forth when they walked to the showers.

Coach Scott, the swim coach, had a thick club of an uncut dick. It was probably only 6 and a half inches but it was at least 6 or 7 inches thick and uncut, it looked like a pink club. Coach Bryant, the basketball coach, had a dick that was uncut, at least 10" long and thin, so it stood straight up like a ruler. Coach Martin, the senior coach, was actually more muscular and thicker naked than I thought. And his dick was definitely something to see, it was maybe only 7, but it had a huge mushroom head with a huge piss slit that could have been at least a half inch long if not more. And what I loved about it was how they didn't care, they just casually went to the showers with their dicks up. I wondered what I could have when I realized what I really wanted.

I saw their muscular cracks turn into the shower and I heard the showers turn on. I decided to flood their minds with feelings of insecurity should they get caught showering with their dicks up. I made sure they were enjoying the thrill of being "on the edge" but scared shitless of the consequences. I keep reinforcing how much they loved their jobs and if they got caught, they would be willing to do anything to keep their jobs. Anything.

I then stood at the coaches door and waited. Just repeating that mantra to them. Do anything to keep their jobs. I finally did hear the water turn off and I waited to see what happened. The three men were toweling themselves off, but their dicks were still on display and rock hard, in fact they were so hard that they had streaks of purple veins pulsating up their shafts, even on Coach Scott's uncut tube.

I thought for sure they would lose their erections when they saw me. "What are you doing here?" Coach Martin said. I could tell that he couldn't remember my name.

"I just came back to get a book I left in my locker," I said all meek. I made no point of hiding the fact that I was staring at their turgid boners. I counted to five before I said, "Hey, coach, should you be walking around the locker room with your boners hard?"

The look of terror and embarassment on their faces almost made me pop my boner, but I held my ground.

"Hey look, kid, you don't have to say anything to anybody about this, Coach Martin said.

"Why not?" I asked all innocent.

"Look, kid, why don't you just get your book out of your locker and go and we'll forget all about it," Coach Martin said.

"Okay, coach," I said, "But I don't think I could ever forget about it, Coach. Those are awesome dicks, sirs."

Coach Scott blurted it out, "Watch your language. Look, kid, what do you want to keep your mouth shut?"

I stood my ground, I knew I had won. "I want all three of you to start giggling and skipping around the locker room like happy little boys until I tell you to stop."

At first there was horror and amazement that they were being asked by a kid to humiliate themselves like that. I kept flooding their thoughts of their respective love mates and made sure those dicks stood hard and solid. I also put a scene that played in their head in the principal's office of how they were caught molesting a teenager in the locker room and the thought of losing their jobs and reputations forever.

Immediately, the three coaches dropped their towels, started to giggle and started prancing around the locker room. As they skipped, I implanted thoughts in their heads that they enjoyed following orders. I had them enjoy being naked with each other.

But I wasn't finished there. I said to them, "Now all three of you stop before me and kneel in front of me." All three men, came in front of me and got on there knees. I thought, "You will be willing to do anything I say to keep anyone from finding out about this. I want all of you to kiss my feet."

The three men, leaned over and started kissing my feet. They felt nervous but didn't stop. I thought to Coach Martin, 'Start sucking Coach Bryant's dick'. Then I implanted a thought in Coach Bryant's head, that he wouldn't cum until I told him.

I looked at Coach Scott and thought to him to come to me. "Put my dick in your mouth." He did. I found it hard to keep directing my thoughts at the three coaches. Coach Scott kept sucking harder and harder to get the job done faster and end it. But I kept my mind directed at the three coaches. I kept the fear of being discovered in their heads. A fear that made them think that obeying me was the only way to keep their jobs. I had Coach Bryant and Coach Martin, suck each other's dicks. And I leaned over and started sucking on Coach Scott's as he sucked on mine. Finally when I felt myself ready to explode, I thought, "EVERYBODY CUM!" Instantly the three coaches erupted and came on each other. I came in Coach Scott's face.

I directed my thoughts at the three coaches. I had them towel themselves off. I directed my final thoughts to them, " You will get dressed now and go home. You will not remember this but you will remember that you have to listen to what I tell you." I look at the three spent coaches. I enter Coach Bryants mind "Coach Bryant you are very attracted to Coach Martin. The two of you will begin to have an affair. You will get rid of all your underwear and wear only thongs." I entered Coach Martins mind and implanted simlar thoughts "Coach Martin any time you are alone with Coach Bryant the two of you will need to have sex. Coach Martin from now on you will wear leather every chance you get." I turned my attentions to Coach Scott "Coach Scott you are very attracted to the male students. The more muscular the boy is the harder your cock will get. Every chance you get you will be naked in front of your male students. You no longer like wearing clothes, the only time you will wear clothes is when you are teaching. I put on my clothes and left them standing in the locker room, Coach Martin and Coach Bryant embraced in a kiss, Coach Scott jacking off over a picture of his team. I was actually looking forward to my next gym class.


Several days later, I entered the locker room and found the swim team changing for practice. Coach Scott was walking around the locker room completely naked, his hard cock bouncing in the air (thanks to my previous implant). I directed Coach Scott's attention to one of his prize pupils, Randy, who was standing at the office door. Coach took Randy into the office and shut the door, from inside I could hear moans. I knew that now with the coach busy I could have fun with the team.

I told each team member to strip naked and become excited in the process. Then, I told them to stand in front of their locker and become a statue. Once I had everyone standing frozen around the room, I began my slow feast of swimmer's dicks, giving nice long blowjobs from one hard cock to another. Once I'd tasted the cum of the whole swim team, I told them that they would all become very excited during each practice and they will need to make out with each other in the locker room after. They must also make out with a different teammate each day and the whole team will need to do a daisy chain on the locker room floor, sucking each other's dick in a full circle every day. As an added bonus I entered the mind of Rick Gorman, captain of the swim team. "Rick you are now gay; more importantly, you are a bottom. You must have at least one member of the team fuck you every day." I adjusted the minds of the team and left them alone with their new cum dump/team captain.

Before I left, I ordered the coaches and the hottest pupils to come to my house after classes had finished.


That afternoon, three hot students arrived on my door step - Trey, Ric, Jim and I set them to "orgy mode" on the living room floor.

The door bell rang again. I implanted in to my three slaves' minds to ignore it. I answered the door to find Coach Martin and Coach Bryant, looking very much like an attractive middle age gay couple. I soon placed the proper implants and both coaches were both naked.

The door bell rang Rick Gorman had finally arrived along with a gift for me. Rick quickly removed all of his clothes and began to suck Coach Martin's cock, his best friend Trey (the stud, the reason I now had my powers) stood shocked. Trey started to back away but I entered his mind and commanded him to freeze. I then had him undress until he was totally naked. He was extremely embarrassed as he didn't know why he was doing as all he wanted was to run from the house. He tried to cover his privates with his hands but I would have none of that. "Place your hands on your head and turn around slowly" I told him. Slowly he began to turn exposing his bubble butt.

"why am I doing this" he asked.

"believe me", I stated "It's going to get a lot worse for you"

I then had Ric come over and position Trey across his lap and began spanking him. Trey felt so humiliated he began to cry, and then threw a boner. "why is this happening!?" he sobbed. His sobbing was interrupted by Coach Martin's cock being placed in his mouth. "Suck on it like a pacifier" I commanded. Now Trey, the all american boy was being spanked like a child and sucking on a cock like he was a baby. All the time he was aware of what he was doing but couldn't stop. He saw this was all being filmed and knew his life, as he knew it, was over. It soon would not matter to Trey if the cameras were there or not. I reentered his mind " Trey you are a complete exhibitionist, you will show off your body as much as possible. When you do where clothes you will do your best to dress like a two yearold boy, you will have a pacifier in your mouth at all times. The only time you will not have your pacifier in your mouth is when you are sucking cock."

Trey's face got that familiar look as his changes took effect. He continued to suck on coach Martins cock.

After that, I had Ric sucking on Trey's dick and made Coach Bryant and Jim join them, with Coach Bryant sucking Ric's dick, Jim on coach Bryant's and finally Coach Martin on Jim's, to complete the circle.

It was a beautiful sight.

The End

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