The second Sam turned 18, he made his OnlyFans. He had the most intense sexuality of anyone he knew, and had a constant desire to express it through any way he could. Whether he was going commando with thin shorts on, flirting with classmates and teachers, or even just intentionally giving people something to stare at while at the gym, Sam thrived on the attention and gratification of expressing his sexuality, especially when he found himself in a position of dominance over another person, and even more so when it was done unwillingly. He’d even joined the wrestling team initially in no small part because he knew that it would allow him to ‘unintentionally’ rub his ass and crotch on the kids he could pummel, and when he made his OnlyFans, his singlet videos were definitely his most popular. What he wanted though, was someone to act out his fiery sexual intentions onto, especially if they were unwilling, or could at least act the part for his gratification.
One day, he got that chance. As he and some other boys were stretching before wrestling practice one late afternoon, the assistant coach came into the gym to ‘talk’ to the boys. The coach explained that at some point, the head coach, who was a tiny, only about 2-3” tall, had been found in the laundry hamper, and that whether or not foul play was involved in the incident, the boys had to be more careful in dealing with the school’s “differently sized” staff.
Upon hearing this, Sam’s dick sprung into an erection. The thought of his tiny, helpless coach writhing around, tied up in some kid’s musky sock or the front of their jock sent his mind soaring with the possibilities of sexual domination.
After practice, Sam went into the head assistant coach’s office, where he was sitting at his desk speaking to the tiny head coach, who’d perched himself on the edge. He waited for the two to finish their conversation. “Alright, I’m gonna head out for the night, lock up my office before you go, ‘kay?” The assistant coach said, turning and jingling around in his pocket for his car keys. “See you Monday.” The head coach said from the desk, before turning his gaze to Sam.
“What can I help you with Sam?” Sam smiled, reveling in watching the coach’s last minutes of authority he would have over Sam until his life would forever change. “Oh man, this is gonna suck for you..” Sam said down to his coach, who laughed awkwardly, “Wha-?”
Before he could finish, Sam grabbed the tiny man in his huge fist, enclosing him tightly to prevent his yells from escaping. His dick rose as he thought about the feeling of his tiny coach writhing in the smell of his huge ass after practice. He pulled back the waistband of his shorts with his free hand, pulled open his right cheek and pushed the tiny man into his swampy ass, hearing only a fraction of a second of his screams before he closed his cheek, trapping the man in his sweaty crevice, writhing around in his golden ass hair.
The second Sam got home, he took off all of his clothes, clenching his cheeks to prevent his tiny coach from escaping. He changed quickly into his singlet, and then fished his coach out from his ass crack. He could hear him screaming up at him, but was too aroused and excited to make out what the little man was yelling.
He placed the man on the floor of his room, positioning his phone camera between his legs, and slowly began to bring his crotch closer to his tiny coach, who screamed and began to run in a horrified panic from the massive, singlet-clad bulge. As his former athlete’s huge, musky crotch approached, the coach fell into the carpet fibers, reaching out towards the camera, only noticing it now, looking right into the lens as Sam brought his ass up, and descended onto the tiny coach, trapping him in his weight and smell.
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