Coached
Chapter 1Â
âDavidson a word please !â
What was it this time, Axel was already raking his brain to see what mistake he had made this time, not being the sharpest tool in the shed always led him to situations like this. And as the bustle of the changing rooms slowly died out, Axel knew he couldnât leave Coach waiting
âCome on Davidson - finished putting on your makeup yetâ Howled Coach from his officeÂ
âNo Coach.. I mean .. â ah Axel was always a mess when it came to speaking to Coach, sure he certainly fit the All American stereotype which his killer 6 pac and biceps for days but Coach was on whole another level, towering over anyone who dared to stand up to him, the man stood at an imposing 6ft 5 and was jammed tight with muscle earned from his old wrestling years Axel was basically putty in his hands and it especially wasnât helped by the fact that he was harbouring a schoolboyâs crush on him, but not wanting to keep the man across campus for his bite being worse than his bark so Axel knew that he couldnât run from this mountain of a manÂ
âComing Coachâ
âRight lets get startedâ
Sitting in Coachâs office Axel felt like he was straight back in high school, designed to the last detail to make its guest feel uneasy - Coachâs office was no easy place to be. Shelves filled high with trophies and medals, and walls littered with pictures from Coachâs own wrestling days and the varies teams he was in charge of over the college, one knew that Coach Creed was not one to mess around with
Axel could trace Coachâs entire life through those walls, from a young wrestler no bigger than he was, to his old college team and finally to a buff muscular man winning accolades easily late into his 40s. All resulting in the 50 year old man sporting silver hairs and bulging veiny muscles sat before him.Â
âNow I hate to the bearer of bad news, but Axel those no other way to put this ⊠you simply are just not fast enough for trackâ
What !!!!, the heavy weight of all the gym equipment couldnât to compare to weight that was being onto dropped Axelâs shoulders, he was speechlessÂ
âIâve been looking over your times on the track, and its just not good enoughâ
âButt..BuâŠâ His defence couldnât even leave his mouth before Coachâs hand signalled for his silence. And with the ferocity of a bull with its eyes set on its target Coach plowed straight through, dismantling Axels dreams on the sideÂ
âTo be honest this colleges track team isnât going anyway fast enough .. ha haâ he paused laughing at his own joke â And the team weâve got is just outside your body potentialâÂ
He gestured, pulling the noose tighter and tighter aroundâs Axels neck leaving Axel frozen in his seat
âBut I hate to see such wasted potential SoâŠâ he stalled, eyeing up Axel sternly â Axel isnât ? consider this your lucky day cus theres an opening on my Wrestling team, sure its a bit different from running around in the same circle all day every day, but this is a sport for Men!!â
He let that last sentence ruminate, his powerful voice echoing around the roomÂ
âNow Davidson ask yourself, when you tell your kids about you wild college days do you think they gonna to care about how daddy ran around chasing his tail all day or more likely how Dad wrestled with men and triumphedâ
All Axel could do was feebly nod his head to scared to even make a peepÂ
âExactly Davidson you get it, now to be honest you ate on the small side .. ainât you â ( It was like the noose reappeared only tighter), âBut I am happy to take you under my wing and make a worthwhile man out youâ
What could he say, he certainly couldnât see himself standing up to Coach but this was his live he had to put up a fight
âI..â
âAnd before you say anything just know that, that spot you might see yourself clinging onto on the track team is long gone , its Zero! Nada! weâve got a faster kid already lined up for itâ
Throwing a whimpering dog a bone Coach buckled down againÂ
'So its either wrestling or nothing, you can kiss the scholarship of yours goodbye and especially your social âcreditâ on campus - what you sayâ
And with his cards already played for him Axel knew he couldnât run from this, all he had left to do was nod his head as Coach happily showed him where to sign on the papers and then showed him out, patting him on his firm buttocks as he slammed the door behind himÂ
The walk back to his dorm seemed like it could go on forever, Axel felt like he had just finally settled in, his classes were going okay, his dorm mate was great and not to mention that the gay culture had easily let another good looking lad like himself into their ranks. This was the first real opposition he could even remember, all his life he could coast by on track and his looks and now Coach Creed was ripping it away from him with the ease of a man stepping on a bug.
Sure he should have put up a fight but when he got back to his dorm and his RA informed him of his notice, telling him he had a day to pack and move he knew that there was probably very little he could have even done.
The weekend ahead was jammed back to front, first after moving out and saying his departure to Jake his now old new roommate, he had the task of moving into the wrestling dorm. Being the last to move in and by far the lowest member in the wrestling hierarchy he wasnât given much say about his roommate - who had been given the non-imposing name of âThe Boulderâ Stepping into his new room it was easy to see why the rest of the team had landed on this nickname, Tony â aka the Boulderâ was easily the largest wrestler or even man properly on campus. Compared to Axelâs trim muscular frame Tony was a behemoth, standing at must have only been 5ft 9 what Tony lacked in height he made up for in size, he barely fit unto his double bed let alone their doorway. Wrestling had given Tony a strong muscular body with arms the size of tree trunks and thighs that could break bricks but his apparent gluttonous diet paved the way for his fat boy gut and rolls upon rolls of fat. Despite his impressive size and importance on the team even Axel could see why this was the least desirable roommate, from the floor littered with candy packages, the smell of old takeout and Tonyâs easily explained laziness leaving the room looking more like a pig sty, Axelâs new roommate was definitely going to take some adjusting to
It wasnât just to the âThe boulderâ that Axel easily stood out too, it was the entire team, sure Axel certainly wasnât a stick with his firm pecs and his muscles for days but the rest of the team was just in a whole different arena. Most of them were Axels ages some a little older but they all looked like proper men, each one beefier than the next, packed high with body hair and muscle. And they behaved just like proper men too, when they werenât training they were sparring with other, playing the latest video games cracking beers and even watching pornos out in the open. Not to mention their limitless appetites fuelled by their wrestling led them to be constantly be grazing on takeout and various meats. Finishing them all off with round stomachs and fuller frames all over. But too Axels surpise it seemed that the boys had gladly taken him in - even going as far to nickname him âPretty boyâ already, it wasnât till later as Tony plowed straight through a large dominoes pizzas he learnt their real intention. And as he struggled to fall asleep in his new room that was filled with Tonyâs loud snoring or the greasy smell of the empty takeout boxes, Axel couldnât help himself but be a bit giddy thinking about what the next year under Coachâs âwingsâ would grow into
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âNow Davidson to put this simply there just isnât enough of you is thereâ
Standing in his briefs as Coach took his necessary measurements, Axel couldnât help but feel a tad bit vulnerable sure he had a great muscular boy that people would line up to get with but as Coach noted his findingsÂ
'28 inch waistâ
'160 lbsâ
â90inch torsoâ
The sound of disappointment that followed each taking was enough to silence himÂ
âIf I played you in your current state, Iâm pretty sure a middle scholar could snap you in halve you twig, now you wouldnât want that would youâ he paused as if waiting for an answer, all Axel could do was nod sheepishly as Coach continued with his tangentÂ
âExactly Davidson - not to mention the embarrassment you would probably face compared to the rest of my team they would spit you out for startersâ Coach went on âNo we canât have that now can we, So donât your worry a pretty little hair on you headâ
Coach said grabbing Axelâs chin and pushing his head side to side leaving a definite pause in the airÂ
âCoach wonât have thatâ he said to himself breaking the silence in a hush toneÂ
âWeâll get some meat on those bones of yours in on timeâ
As the meeting continued and Axel found that Coachâs style of conversation was more like a series of instructions belted out to him, which he was expected to follow with no hesitation, this was something he was happy to do. He loved not having to use his own brain for anything and following Coachâs instructions left little room for errorÂ
âNow dress up and sit down weâve got some serious work to start Davidsonâ Â
âLook this isnât going to be easy - but its a good thing youâve got the best coach this side of the Mississippi on you sideâ Coachâs southern thang always found a way to jump outÂ
âFirst things first before I get you out there on the ring - Iâm gonna to have to get you into fighting state - and from the looks of things Iâve got a lot of work to do - havenâtâ
Axel thought it was best to just keep nodding his head in ever pause, too clueless to really contribute anythingÂ
âRight you get it Davidson, Iâm going to have to put you on a little bulk - well not so little I guessâ laughed CoachÂ
âYouâre gonna get Coachâs special Bulk up plan, the very same one that got me from looking like a pipsqueak like yourself into the man you see before yourselfâ making a note to draw attention to his own impressive frame by flexing his giant armsÂ
Axel hated how turned on all this Man spreading was turning him onÂ
âI own you now, everything you do, say and eat MUST be exactly to my orders even to the last crumb - have made myself clear DAVIDSON !!â raising his voice to pin the point downÂ
All Axel could do was simply nod his square head up and down to scared and even more so turned on by Coach rage
âExactly, now first thing out you gonna do is throw out those little girls running shoes - ainât going to be doing much of that anymoreâ Pausing to let Axel quickly take off his shoes , and chucking them in the bin behind his desk
âI making a man not a feeble little mouse - ainât I Davidsonâ
 Allowing time for Axel to nod as his wriggled his unhoused feet Coach went onÂ
 âNo more training, no more cardio you canât forgot all of that instead..â He said getting up and retrieving somethingÂ
âYouâre going to be drinking theseâ
Handing Axel the largest shake he had ever seen
âWhat you doing staring at it - I SAID DRINK UP - didnât Iâ
Seeing Coachâs veins in his head, Axel quickly grabbed the shake and started gulping it down, and it wasnât hard too -Â it was delicious. Creamy and Chocolatey he gulped it down the fastest he could, even more turned than before.Â
âAh I see you like it - its Coachâs top secret recipe, Donât go spreading it around will you now Davidson ?â
Too sacred to even nod Axel just kept drinking it the faster and faster only pausing to let out burps of the delicious concoction
âAttaboy youâre even sounding like a man already, thereâs going to be a lot more of that now, 3 of those a day or everywhere you feel like putting those gay little running shoes on - you hear and I BETTER not see you wasting any of that â
 Gulp, Axel made sure to finish the very last remnants, licking his lips free of the delicious substance in order to show Coachâs an empty cup
âThatâs more like it, now hereâs your amended timetableâ
Handing it over, Axel was surprised to really see how much Coach power really had at this college, apart from his main Businessâs classes nothing remained all instead replaced with gym session and hours tabled sport, even his lunch had been upgraded to 3 hours and he was happy to see even more free timeÂ
âLike the changes huh Davidsonâ Coach said spying Axels prying smileÂ
âDonât get any ideas, each one of those gym sessions are mandatory , DONâT EVEN DARE go skipping out on me now and in those free times you going to be under close eye - you hear !!âÂ
âYes Coachâ Axel let out, not knowing where it came fromÂ
âNow with that all worked outâ Coach said putting on a smile himself âyouâll be pleased to know youâve joined us just in time for photos - now scramâ
And with that Axel grabbed his bag, quickly fixed his boner and left, happy to know Coachâs orders for him.Â
Returning to the changing team the rest of the team were eagerly waiting to pounce - âLook who it is ,Pretty boyâs back form his private sessionâ followed by the subsequent wooing and towel slaps as a blushing Axel made his way to Tony who was waiting with his new wrestling singletÂ
âForgot themâ Pausing to take chunks out of a giant chocolate bar âThey grow out ofâ Â Bite .. âyour just fresh meatâ Tony said in-between bites, handing over his singlet
Trying it on, it was loose all over, Axel was practically swimming in it, asking Tony to read the label on the back in disbeliefÂ
âXS, hey no pressure we just run a bit big here in wrestlingâ Tony responded slapping his overflowing gut which wobbled and jiggled under his fat hand
But this didn't help Axel, when the words XS left his lips Axel couldnât help but be shocked, Coach was right he was just a pipsqueak. Looking around all the other men filled their singlets nicely, showing off their round glutes and filled pecs, he looked like a stick in his, compared to them . His pecs barely touched the straps not to mention the excess fabric around his thighs that piled up. Looking over at Tony he seemed to be having the opposite problem, all though his muscular arms and imposing gait was clearly on display, the real star of the show was his fat gut that easily pushed the fabric to its limited, refusing to be contained and flowing over the singlet hiding it from vision. Surrounded by all the other wrestlers Axel looked borderline anorexic, nobody had ever made him feel so small all the guys he had go out always compliment his body but that was in the past, even Axel knew that if he was to survive on the team some change were going to have to madeÂ
âAh donât worry about them Axel, when Coach has his way with you will be filling out that singlet of yours in no time, not lets get movingâ Tony finished gobbling up the rest of the chocolate bar
When the photograph came out, it donât take Axel long to see he stood out like a sour thumb not being helped by being next to Tonyâs giant self. Where he had abs the rest of them had thick muscle guts, his toned trim legs were their muscular beefy thighs, he looked like a boy next to men, even with his American good-looks and chiselled jaw standing out to their double chin and rounded cheeks, Axel felt pathetic but looking on the bright side as he guzzled down his shake, Coach had stepped in and he was happy to follow all of Coachâs orders to grow into a proper man.
