Jock Spank – Male Spanking

Oh Coach – a Fun Punk track Matt

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Lyrics

On the court, of my school’s gym,

Where echoes of balls and sneakers spin,

There’s a guy in shorts, he’s buff and trim,

His name’s Coach Cox, and he’s got me pinned.

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With eyes that pierce like a javelin’s flight,

And a smirk that makes my muscles tight,

I won’t run, I won’t hide, I won’t put up a fight

Cause when I’m over your knee, everything’s alright.

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Oh Coach, you’re my sweet tormentor,

With every swat, my heart grows stronger.

Your paddles and straps, they beckon and call,

For your discipline, I’d give it my all.

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To feel the sting, the burn, the smack,

Give me that wedgie up my crack.

Drag me around by the ear, don’t let go,

This secret desire burns, and I’ve got to know.

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His whistle blows, and I stand up straight,

My palms are sweaty, my breath has weight.

The smell of leather, the sight so divine,

I dream of the day his love’s all mine.

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My heart races as he calls my name,

My cheeks are red, but it’s not the same,

As the blush that I hide, the flame inside,

This secret love, it’s like a game.

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In the locker room, amidst the chatter,

My mind wanders to him, it doesn’t matter.

The fantasy unfolds, like a secret letter,

His hand on my butt making everything better.

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Oh Coach, you’re my hidden desire,

You set this bad boy’s heart on fire.

Your grip on my ear, your fiery eyes,

Make me bend, make me howl, let me claim your prize.

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To be over your knee, to feel your might,

Would be the ultimate, the most thrilling delight.

But I’ll keep it in, I’ll keep it tight,

This teenage crush, this kinky fight.

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After school, when it’s just us two,

The tension’s high, ’tween me and you.

What I’d give for a rendezvous,

Just tell me what I need to do.

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The dumbbells clank, the mats they sigh,

Our breaths mingle, my pulse goes high.

I’d run those laps until the day is through,

If only you knew, Coach, it’s all for you.

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Oh Coach, you’re my secret obsession,

With every detention, my confession.

Your stern command, your hand squeezing my neck,

The kind of punishment that brings out the best.

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To be at your mercy, to feel your hand,

With your paddle and strap my backside you’ll brand.

I’d take the pain, I’d understand,

If only in my mind, this could expand.

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But the bell rings, and the fantasy fades,

Back to reality, where my lust hides in the shade.

But in the silence, when the gym’s ablaze,

I’ll keep dreaming of your punishing ways.

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Oh Coach, oh Coach, my heart’s confession,

This teenage love, it’s my true profession.

I’ll keep it locked, this infatuation,

In the locker of my heart, my secret elation

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