Finger Yourself in the Common Room Part 3
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Part 3: Soccer Stretch
"Good game, Jon," said Lewis, patting him on the shoulder. The seniors had challenged the rest of the boys to a 7-on-7 game, and had easily won, though Jon had scored the single goal in an otherwise brutal defeat.
"Kiss my ass, Lewis!" Jon shot back, smiling at the sweaty senior as he sat down on the bench next to him.
"Haha! You know I'd love to," teased Lewis, playfully elbowing him.
"That's not what I meant!" hissed Jon, grateful that his blush wasn't too apparent in his already reddened cheeks.
"You started it, little dude!"
Jon had enjoyed spending more time with Lewis over the last week. He had initially been shy about approaching the popular upperclassman, but the common room rimjob had definitively broken the ice. Even though nothing more had happened since then, Lewis would make suggestive remarks or cop a feel when he was least expecting it.
"Hey, Jon, are you gonna take a shower before dinner?" asked Joseph. Most of the players had already wandered off to the cafeteria, eager to grab a bite after the intense workout.
"In a minute, I, uh, usually stick around for a few. Do some stretches, you know."
"Cool. See you there, then." His roommate trotted off to their dorm, which, conveniently, was right next to the soccer field.
"My legs feel like jelly! Mind if I join you for stretches?" asked Johannes, plopping down on the grass beside them.
"Uh, no, not at all," replied Jon politely, though he wasn't sure how Hans would feel about that.
Johannes fished his water bottle out of his bag and greedily gulped half of it before pouring the rest on his face. Jon couldn't take his eyes off the now very wet Johannes, his nipples clearly visible though his soaked white tee.
"Well, get up then, dude! Let's get started," piped up Lewis, stepping out into a deep lunge. Johannes pulled himself up with a grunt and joined in, his wet shirt clinging to his deliciously broad back.
Christ! thought Jon. Hans had instilled in him a Pavlovian need to get his rocks off the moment soccer practice ended, and the sight of the older boys' bubble butts filling out their tiny soccer shorts did not help one bit. He stared at the pair as they changed positions, the sheen of sweat on their swollen quads shining in the sunlight.
"Are you going to join us, cupcake?" asked Johannes, as he spread his feet and bent forward.
"Or are you just enjoying the view?" Lewis asked with a smile, his upside down face peeking up at Jon from between his spread legs.
"Haha..." laughed Jon nervously, willing himself off the bench. He was willing away his boner as he tried to focus on anything other than Lewis and Johannes's meaty asses stretched taut right in front of him. "My leg's just a bit sore."
"You should do some partner stretches!" suggested Lewis with a wink.
"Uh, yeah. Josie?" Jon asked Johannes as he lay down on the grass. He didn't want to take any chances with the senior after he'd seen the hunger in Lewis's eyes.
"Sure. Lift up!" said Johannes, leaning over the younger boy as he hoisted Jon's knee up to his chest. "There! How's that stretch?"
"G-good," mumbled Jon, suddenly aware of the proximity of Johannes's crotch to his own.
"Your form's all off, little dude," called out Lewis. "Here, like this."
Jon's stiffie jumped from semi to full as Lewis grabbed his thigh to correct his alignment. If he stayed very still, his cock might not pop out of his shorts.
"How's that feel, little dude?" asked Lewis, sliding his hand up the leg of Jon's pants to cup his bare ass.
"Whoa, are you going commando?" asked Johannes, eyeing the prominent tent in Jon's shorts.
"Pop it out, little dude," suggested Lewis.
"Lewis!" Jon didn't want to put on a show in front of his buddies, and he was afraid that would be difficult if the leg of his pants slid any closer to his crotch.
"Hey, fellas, what's going on here?"
Jon's head immediately snapped up at the sound of Hans's voice.
"Heyyyy Hans," explained Jon as he swiftly disentangled himself from the boys' prying hands and stood up. "We were just stretching out."
"Only this guy seems to have forgotten his undies!" Johannes added with a slight smack to Jon's posterior.
Jon let out a nervous giggle and hoped that the boys would drop the matter. Now that Hans was here, maybe he would be able to head inside the dorm before his dick ripped a hole in his shorts.
"Give us a peek, then!" joked Johannes.
"Cut it out," Jon protested meekly.
"Aww lookit the widdle boy, he's blushing!" taunted Lewis.
Jon didn't know what to do but smile sheepishly. He looked at Hans's face with pleading eyes, hoping for some reprieve.
"Hi," said Hans, cracking a smile.
"Hi," Jon replied, walking up to him and putting his arms around his neck as he felt Hans's hands circle his waist.
Hans hadn't expected the eagerness in Jon's eyes.
"Wait," Johannes whispered to Lewis. "Are they...?"
Lewis shushed him, eager to see how this would play out.
"Jon," asked Hans, loud enough for the others to hear. "Do you want to tell your friends why you're freeballing?"
"Hans, please!" begged Jon, his heart racing.
"Answer me, Jon."
"Please... Hans..." Jon buried his head in Hans's neck.
"Say it."
"Is everything okay?" asked a confused Johannes.
"I... I'm not allowed to wear my--my panties right now..."
"Panties?" Johannes was even more perplexed.
"...because I've been a... a bad boy."
"That's right, Jon," agreed Hans, cradling his boy's head. "And what happens to bad boys?"
"They get punished."
"Why don't you show them, Jon?" suggested Hans.
By now, the remaining boys on the field had all walked up to see what was going on. Jon tugged his shorts down to whoops and wolf whistles. The sudden coolness of the evening breeze on his exposed skin made him aware of how public a place they were in.
"Does the bad boy get a spankin'?" asked Lewis, making the crowd of boys titter.
Jon felt light pinches and smacks all over his exposed ass as the boys got bolder. Jon couldn't decide if he was more embarrassed or turned on to be standing there with his shorts down while his teammates pawed at his exposed ass. He shivered with the realization that the soccer field was sandwiched between a neighbourhood street and his own dorm. He couldn't decide if it was worse to be seen by perfect strangers driving past, or by people he would have to live with for the rest of the year.
Lewis moved the roaming hands aside and stuck a finger in Jon's sweaty asshole.
"Unhh..." groaned Jon at the intrusion.
Suddenly, the boys stopped giggling. Any pretense that this was just a silly game faded away with Jon's lustful sighs.
"I have the weirdest boner right now," confessed Johannes.
"'Cause this is fucking hot," replied Lewis, as he tried to push a second finger in next to the one already lodged inside of Jon.
"Would you loosen him up a little?" Hans asked Lewis.
"You don't have to ask me twice!"
"Fuck!" Johannes called out as Lewis kneeled down and dove in with his tongue.
"OHH yes... yessss..." Jon couldn't believe that he was moaning like a little slut in front of his teammates as he was having his ass eaten out.
Hans gently tugged at his jersey. Jon relented, and lifted up his hands so that Hans could take it off, leaving him completely naked.
If anyone were to walk by, it would be quite a lot to explain--a naked, moaning eighteen-year-old boy having his ass eaten out by a senior while his teammates stood around rubbing their boners through their soccer shorts.
"Hey, Josie," asked Hans. "You want Jon to give you a hand with that?"
"I, uh..." Johannes was a bit embarrassed that he had been caught rubbing his cock through his mesh shorts.
"No need to be shy, come stand right here," instructed Hans. He disentangled himself from an ecstatic Jon and placed the boy on all fours before making Johannes kneel directly in front of his face.
Jon immediately stuck his nose into Johannes's crotch and began sniffing deeply, getting even more turned on from the sweaty musk of his friend's balls.
"Fuck!" Johannes cried again.
Jon nudged his turgid cock to one side so he could sniff more deeply at his balls. He looked up at his friend with puppy dog eyes, pleadingly, eager to dive in.
"He's waiting for permission, Josie" explained Hans.
"What? Oh! Okay, um, go for it, I guess--OHHH!"
Jon was suckling on his cockhead through his soccer shorts, making Johannes go crazy from the completely new sensation of being blown through the light mesh fabric. Jon couldn't believe he was licking his friend's swollen dickhead in front of the entire team. He wanted to free Johannes's cock and go to town on it, but he was terrified that they would all see him for the cock hound that he was. It felt so dirty and degrading, and he hated that he loved it. He blocked out his thoughts and yanked down Johannes's shorts, making the fat cock spring out and slap him across the face.
"Nice one, Josie!" "Woooo!" "He's hungry for it!"
Their teammates cheered them on as Jon grabbed Johannes by his melon-sized asscheeks and pulled him deep into his throat.
"Oh fuck yeah! A-oohhhHHHH!" Johannes let out a deep guttural groan. No one had taken him all the way before.
"Show-off!" someone called out from the crowd, making all the boys snicker. Jon eased off the cock and smiled sheepishly, jerking Johannes with one hand.
"You can tell him what you want, you know," Hans suggested.
"Uh, this is... this is goo-oo-ood!" Johannes replied as Jon went back to deep-throating him.
"Here," offered Hans, placing Johannes's hand on the back of Jon's head.
"Oh, shit!" cried Johannes, tentatively applying the slightest pressure to Jon's head. "I'm not hurting him, am I?"
"Oh, he loves it." Hans turned to the rest of the team. "It's okay to touch him, fellas."
The horny boys murmured appreciatively. Some were now jacking off in the open with their shorts around their ankles, while others were still trying to be discreet about it. Jon felt hands gingerly stroking across his back, soft spanks on his tush, fingers lightly scratching his nipples. Lewis was now working two fingers in and out of his spit-soaked asshole while jacking on his own cock. One of the more adventurous boys gently traced down Jon's crack and circled a finger over his asslips.
"Mmmph" Jon moaned around a mouthful of Johannes's cock as he got manhandled by his teammates. He couldn't believe that a bunch of sexy young college athletes was going crazy over him.
"Slow down, slow down," urged Johannes, gently pushing Jon back. "I'm getting close!"
"Go for it," encouraged Hans. He grabbed Johannes's throbbing cock and pointed it up. "Lick his balls, Jon."
"Oh, shit!" cried Johannes as Jon lapped at his sweaty ballsack. He sucked one, then the other, then both into his mouth, and gently sucked on them. "Fuck yeah!"
Hans stepped behind Johannes, jerking his teammate's cock with one hand and rubbing his nipple with the other.
"I'm gonna come!" roared Johannes. The combination of the best tongue bath he'd ever had while Hans toyed with his nipple through his wet shirt was too much.
"Go for it," Hans whispered into his ear, jacking his cock like a madman.
"Go, Josie!" "Money shot!" "Give it to him!"
"Oh FUCK!" Johannes cried one last time, as he sprayed all over, coating Jon's hair and back and face with teenage boyspunk. "Fuuuuuck!"
Hans kept stroking the cock in his hands as the spurts kept coming, smaller and smaller, until it was just dribbling onto his hand.
"Fuck! I nutted all over him!" cried Johannes in disbelief. "Shit, I'm so sorry man!"
"Shh!" Hans cut him off. "I think Lewis is close."
"Fuck yeah I'm close, buddy!" snarled Lewis. "You want this load, little dude?"
Jon immediately spun around and popped Lewis's cockhead into his mouth.
"I'm about to bust it, little dude!" Lewis cried as he jerked on the bottom half of his shaft while Jon sucked on his dickhead. "Here it comes! Oh, oh yeah, oh fuck YES, take it, little dude! YES!"
Jon's mouth rapidly filled up with the senior stud's seed, and began spilling out over his lips and all over Lewis's crotch. The senior pushed him off and squeezed out the last drops on his own.
"Josie?" Jon turned around in a haze of lust, eyes searching for his teammate.
"Um, yeah?" asked Johannes hesitantly.
"He wants a kiss," explained Hans, softly pushing Johannes down to the grass next to Jon.
"Wait, WHAT?"
Jon opened his mouth to show that he still had Lewis's cum in it.
"He wants to share," coaxed Hans. "Don't you?"
"Oh, that's just wrong," protested Johannes, even as he found himself grabbing Jon's face and mashing it to his.
"That is some hot shit, little dude!" declared Lewis.
"I think I'm about to shoot!" warned one of the boys, stepping up to Jon.
"Me too!" croaked another.
Jon reached out to pull them closer and threw his head back to receive their seed.
"Jack him off, Josie!" suggested someone, with a few murmurs of assent.
"If you say so," Johannes responded with a grin, jerking on Jon's engorged dick as the boys began one by one to blow their loads all over Jon. His face and hair were drenched with his teammate's loads. Little rivulets of cum were running down his flushed chest. Now and then someone would grab his face and turn it towards them so they could cum in his mouth. Jon would either snowball the load back and forth with Johannes or, if a couple of guys shot at the same time, greedily gulp it down himself before polishing their dicks clean.
Johannes got caught in the line of fire a few times, but he would carefully wipe the cum off his cheeks or his pecs and use it as lube to jerk Jon off. Eventually all the boys had come and they were toying around with Jon, stroking his pecs and rubbing his balls. In his lust-fuelled craze, he kept trying to stuff his teammate's hard but spent cocks in his mouth, though each of them could only handle it for a little while in their post-orgasmic oversensitivity.
"Please... Josie..." Jon mumbled.
"What does--" began Johannes.
"I got it!" called Lewis, reaching down and sticking two fingers roughly into Jon's boyhole.
"Oh, oh yes!" Jon screamed. "I'm coming!"
Stream after stream of cum came gushing out of his cock as his body was racked by the most intense orgasm he had ever experienced.
"Well, fuck," Joseph exclaimed to himself.
Now that his spent cock drooped between his legs, the guilt began to creep in. Thankfully, the giant splashes of cum on his dorm room window were now blocking his view of the soccer field.
"Fuck."
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What happens next? I guess you'll just have to wait to find out :P
Great suggestions and feedback, people! Keep them coming at raashtu@gmail.com. Any scenarios or kinks I should explore? What should Jon's next adventure be? Who else might he meet in college? Is it time for another assignment from Hans?