Cheerleader Tryouts: last ditch attempt

I thought that I had noticed a trend; that girls got more scholarships than us boys. So, I went undercover. I signed up for the cheer leading team at my college, and did ok at tryouts, but I was so low on the list that I was at risk to be cut from the squad. I got the assistant coach's number from one of the few friendly girls who tried out. and sent him a text right away.

"Hey, it's Nick. Any chance I can get a second chance? I totally blew that tryout." ...

A moment later. "I mean it's Nicky! Omg. So embarassing. Do you remember me?"

I had to wait a while, but he replied at last.

"Can I meet you in your dorm in a few minutes?"

I was confused why he wanted to meet so urgently, but I was equally desperate.

"You got it!" I responded, trying to come across enthusiastic.

"Be in your tryout uniform." He added.

"Already am!" I rushed to reapply makeup and to fix my hair up the same way I had for tryouts.

A little later, he came crashing through my door, reeking of alcohol, and his hands were so grabby that I couldn't break away from him for a minute.

"The tryout are really a k.. kind of form... formrallity, baby."

I giggled to seem agreeable. I wanted him to like me, to get a foot in the door.

"What's important is the loyalty. Loyalty is always... all we want."

"I am loyal." I offered

"No doubt, baby. But, uh, like, how can I tell until you show allegiance... to, you know, the coaches."

It was obvious where he was going. Tis-for-tat, He'll only scratch my back if I, well....

I accepted his embrace, and willingly went where he guided me. Down below, I unzipped his pants, dreaming of that scholarship, but a thick log of a cock flopped out instead. It plopped against my face, and I gasped.

"What wrong, baby girl?

I went to speak, but I chocked on the air filling my lungs as suddenly as it did.

"Nothing." I collected myself, and grabbed his cock firmly, to brought it into my mouth.

I sucked him just as I thought he would like; the same way I do. I dove down, and slurped, and gave the balls some attention.

"Boy, you really like it, huh?"

"Of course, coach. I like whatever is best for the team." I said giving the most convincing smile I could while pulling his cock from my mouth.

I thought that giving a killer blowjob would suffice, but he didn't let me finish. Instead, he pulled himself away and spun me around. He grabbed a hold of my hair before I could coordinate an escape from such an awkward position. I could practically feel heat radiating from his cock onto my cheeks. It wanted to fuck me, and there was nowhere to go. If he searched for me, he would've found that I was merely posing as one of the girls, so, in a panic, I raised up and arched my back. With my junk hidden, his cock found my ass first, poking it gently.

"I didn't know you were so dirty." I teased, but blushed even more.

He said nothing, but drawn me closer by the hair and pressed his cock between my cheeks.

I was scared to let him in, but terrified to be caught in such a predicament. I spit out as much saliva as I could muster, and lathered his cock and my ass with it. His cock somehow seemed larger. I wondered how it could possibly fit, but he didn't allow for much speculation. He plunged down, quickly. Each bit of member he pressed into me was more than I thought he could have left.

The initial shock waned as he begin to rock about. His hips swayed, pushing and pulling his cock against in away from me like I was a mere object. The burdensome feeling of housing his cock began intertwine with the relief of his withdrawal. My senses became overwhelmed, and confused his cock's absence with burden, only to be relieved during his momentary return. So as it was, in either case, I was helpless but to beg for more.

Even though my crying out was more of an expression, he answered them literally with heavier pounding. He smashed into me so hard that his balls slapped against the back of mine, and sent my junk flopping about. I hoped that my wagging dick wouldn't be caught, but by then mostly so that he wouldn't stop.

Of course he did, eventually. He grabbed my waist to pull me so tight, I thought that his balls were sure to follow his cock into me, which, they sort of it. At least, his balls unloaded into me, coursing cum deep into me, and more, gushing gushed into into me as his cock slowly pulled away. I could feel the pressure of cum following his cock as he slipped out. My ass was helpless but to allow the cum to flow.

He left me just as confused as I was while he was inside. Was I about to cum myself, or had I just finished?

"So, what do you say coach?" I caught my breath. "Does the team have room for me?"

"Well." He panted. "Can't say for sure. Head coach has final say." he turned for his clothes. "Hell, he barely listens to me."

"Wait a minute, asshole! You mean... I just let you cum in me for nothing?" I scraped off the jizz that oozed out from me.

"I'll put a word in for you."