Quaches gonna Quach
Once upon a time there was a lovely gym coach with the name of Coach Quach. "He favorited everyone of us the same", he always used to say but whenever he said that his left eye used to wander to where I was sitting on my number and wink. My reply was always the same, too. I always winked back and mouthed "your so very, very bald" in a loving way as I squinted.
Everyday at home from then on I masterbated thinking about his beautiful head and sticking my cock in his baseball cap and groaning...
One day when we were all changing in the locker room he sat behind the glass looking across the large room at me. When he noticed that I noticed him he looked down and blushed. This soon became a very normal thing for us to do. Volleyball was very fun, but the locker room became so much more exciting. One day I planned on asking Mr. Thanz of what he thought of Coach Quach. As soon as I opened the door I saw him standing in the middle of the entire Orchestra room wearing a dress that looked like it came right out of Alice in Wonderland with a red lollipop in his mouth.
At first I thought that I should leave but Mr. Thanz stopped me by taking the lollipop out of his mouth which revealed his enormous fingernail on his thumb and threw it at me with the grace of a ninja throwing a ninja star. He motioned over to his desk and told me to sit down. Just as he looked comfortable his smile faded away and he said, "now, I have been watching you for a long time and I have to tell you", he made a huge grin and his head tilted down, "nobody, and I mean nobody waits for a bloody bus in my class!"
By then I was scared and I started to panic. "I-I-I finger and shadow bow whenever I have a chance-" He interrupted "That's not what I mean, boy! I mean that I know that you have had an extremely large crush on me from the beginning, Mr., and you never told me! and you hesitated!" His grin grew even wider and he taunted, "I know you love me and my sexy beard!" " I paused. After a while the anger grew inside of me and I yelled at the top of my lungs "NEVER! I AM A QUACH LOVER!"
The next day coach Moore had to take care of us and he told us that Coach Quach was out because he phoned in this morning and said he was sick of herpes. I knew better, though,because I saw him in the locker room with his face pressed against the glass panel which divided our locker room and his office. Even his nice eyes were on the wall and whenever he moved his eyes there was a squeaking sound.
Everyday we liked each other more and more. One day it was too much and he hugged me in the middle of class and floated up into the sky and a giant radiant heart formed around him while his boner grew larger and larger so his pants split and his huge veiny cock grew out of the split. I gasped. Coach Moore screamed "NO THERE IS TOO MUCH LOVE!" just as I reached for his penis and failed. I tried to stop Moore but I couldn't. His eyes went cross-eyed and they grew red and warm. A laser shot out of his crossed eyes at Quach's dick and it blew up.
He fell to the ground grasping. I felt his heart. "I love you" I whispered in his ear and his heart came to a stop. This is why I have so many conduct cuts in Coach Moore's class.