I'm being exposed!

My painful predicament was evident, as was my capricious condition. My erection was standing tall within my tight red trunks, which I sincerely prayed Rex wouldn’t notice. My prayers fell on deaf ears as I felt a mighty weight pressed down on my junk. “Well what do we have here?” Rex asked me point-blank, while he pressed his foot onto my bulging balls and ever-growing cock. I cooed ever so softly, the foot rubbing up against my manhood, sending jolts of pleasure up and down my shaft. I could feel precum leak out of the tip of my dick, staining my red trunks with a dark splotch at the front. I could feel my cheeks blush pink with embarrassment, as I was blatantly dominated by my student.

“I didn’t know you enjoyed wrestling this much sir. But it’s all starting to make sense. No wonder you lose so often. You must love it when wrestlers have their way with you.” Rex theorized aloud, twisting my wrestling history into a raunchy fabrication. “N-no way!” I hastily shouted, trying my best to deny these false allegations. “Then how else do you explain your abysmal win/loss record? You clearly have a lot of knowledge of the sport. You’ve got a good body, solid physical strength, and you can take an awful lot of punishment. I’m really starting to think you enjoy this type of thing.” Rex continued with his questionable hypothesis. I started to push away from Rex’s foot, trying to dodge the questioning, while also trying to make a comeback.

“I have no idea what you’re talking! It’s just a very competiti-Oof!” My worthless objections were overruled when Rex planted his foot hard atop my throbbing cock. My bottom lip trembled as he grinded the heel of his boot into my family jewels and pressed the sole of his foot onto my shaft. “If you loved being dominated so much, you should have said something. I would have tried out a different kind of wrestling.” Rex’s face twisted into a devious expression as he said those words. I was beginning to feel a sense of dread well up within my heart, as well as a twinge of lust well up within my burgeoning boner. Things were getting out of hand and I knew I had to do something about it. My role was that of coach, not pupil, and Rex was currently schooling me in multiple ways. I had to regain my composure and take control of the situation.