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(This is the story of a high school boy who tries out for football, and gets to know the team)
Seth glared fiercely at his captors, stripped to his boxers and bound firmly to a straight-backed chair. " What a sight I must make," he thought irritably; "here I am in this position, trying to look intimidating."
Seth Nair was captain of the North Hampton high school basketball team-and most of North Hampton's football team was sprawled around him, grinning and winking when he looked in their direction.
It had definitely been a mistake to try out for football. How stupid could he have been? Half the damn team was his enemies, but, naive as Seth was, he hadn't thought for a minute he'd have more then a few fistfights to deal with.
Coach Andrews had seen Seth in the park multiple times playing football with some of his friends, and had commented on his apparent ability. He had suggested that he try out, and "What the heck," Seth had thought, when basketball ends, maybe football would help to eat up some of the spare time he would have accumulated. Seth had never taken the sport seriously. He had decided that it was all about big guys pushing the smaller guys around. A show of strength-no skill involved. But it was popular...so why not?
Mark Richards, captain of the football team, had been Seth's enemy since seventh grade. Most of Seth's friends then had laughed and made fun of Mark, and Seth had gone along with it. Now his friends from junior high had branched out and separated, leaving Seth and Mark's relationship unchanged, except for their feelings of dislike becoming stronger on Seth's part, when Anthony, a friend of Mark's, had "pretended" to take a picture of Seth and his old friend Joey, who were jacking each other off in the bathroom. Anthony had laughed it off, saying that he hadn't really taken the picture. For the next few weeks, Seth had lived in fear of the picture being exposed if it had really been taken, particularly when Mark had secretly winked at him when they passed in the hall, turning to his friends and laughing. But strangely, nothing had come of it. And Seth had forgotten.
Since there would always be a coach around, Seth figured he didn't really have anything to worry about. Seth was a surprisingly ignorant sophomore.
A week ago, the second day of practice, a junior Seth knew by sight invited him to sleep over with some of his buddies to get to know the football team. Wary at first, Seth had declined, but when he had told his best friend Todd later, Todd had persuaded him to go-that it would be fun.
Still reluctant, Seth went, but only because Todd would've made a big deal of it if he hadn't.
Seth arrived at the house on time, and soon began admitting to himself that it wasn't as bad as he had thought it would be. The guys were friendly, and they spent most of the evening flipping through sports channels, drinking, watching porn and eating pizza. At around 1:00am, he had fell snoring to the couch, thoroughly drunk and exhausted after playing a game in the park across the street a little earlier, and the long day at school.
It was now 3:30 am, or somewhere thereabouts, and here he was, tied to a chair, with Mark standing over him, smirking and rubbing Seth's cheek with his finger. "So you've joined the football team. Great. You seem to be an okay player. But there's one thing your going to learn, and that's your place. No, you're never going to be captain on this team, I can guarantee you. And when we're done with you tonight, you'll fully acknowledge yourself as the team slave. Things are changing for you."
Seth was scared. He had to admit it. Afraid of what Mark was saying. But what could he do? Truth -be -told (and Seth tried with some difficulty to ignore it) there was a small part of him that found the whole situation...exciting.
Mark beckoned to a boy toward the side of the room, who walked forward carrying a picture in his hand. "This is just a little reminder to do as your told for the night", Mark said.
Seth's mouth dropped in surprise. It was Seth and his friend Joey...jacking off. So, Anthony had taken the picture. The picture that Seth had forgotten about. Mark took the picture and held it up again for Seth. "Now," he said, his voice colder, "This is a good picture. You wouldn't want any of the school to see this, would you"?
Seth shuddered. If the picture ever got around, he would be humiliated for the rest of his high school years. Stuff like that just wasn't openly accepted, particularly his face in the picture-a face that proved he had enjoyed what he was doing.
Mark nodded in mock sympathy. "I understand, Seth. And we'll keep the picture between us...if you do as I say". Seth nodded weakly. Seth now fully realized his position. He was a prisoner in an empty house with at least 15 football jocks, most of whom he did not know. A little less then half of them he didn't know- they, as well as Mark, hadn't been there earlier. No adults were in the house; he had been informed that they were out of town for the next two days.
Mark beckoned to the others, and they stood up. Mark stood over Seth a moment more. "Now, we're all going to leave for a little while, give you some time to yourself to think over what life's going to be like here on the football team", as he said this, there was scattered applause and laughter. "But first...let's take a peek at your equipment". With the others still laughing, he produced a pair of scissors and slowly cut away Seth's boxers, pulling them out from beneath the rope, and waving them in the air like a flag. Catcalls echoed around the room, as Seth's semi-hard large cock flopped out, exposed. As an athlete, Seth was well built, with nicely toned abs and legs, as well as arms. He prided himself on his length of 8.5 inches when fully hard. Mark nodded appreciatively. "Very nice, Seth, I'm impressed". He winked again, and the boys laughed once more, before slowly shuffling to the door at a nod from Mark. As Mark began departing, he and a guy named Alex approached, carrying a rubber dildo and a pink sash. "Open up, Seth", Mark growled, his voice taking on a new edge. The small erection Seth had had tamed from the fear Mark had inspired, but the tone in his voice had been stimulating. Alex waved the picture tauntingly in front of Seth's face, and Seth meekly complied. The dildo filled his mouth, and was carefully tied in by the sash. Now, the most he could do was make faint muttering noises. "What's that Seth"? Mark nodded, as if listening "Ready for some alone time?" All right buddy, off we go". And with that, Mark and Alex tiptoed mockingly out of the room, after flipping on gay male porn tape.
Thirty minutes later, the video had taken affect. After trying with some difficulty to ignore it, by the time the boys returned, his eyes hadn't strayed from the screen once in the past 15 minutes. As they filed in, each one stopped and stroked Seth's dick as they passed, laughing and admiring his raging hard-on. Mark walked in last, and Seth tried to ignore Mark's touch- he stroked him longer then the rest, but to his horror a moan escaped him into the gag dildo, and they laughed again. Mark grinned, commenting on his fine handiwork. The heat rose to Seth's cheeks as he squirmed in his bonds, feeling his frustration welling up within him.
"Now it's time to learn your place, Seth", Mark said seriously. He went to the left side of the room, slightly behind Seth, and reappeared, carrying a camera and focusing on his erection, filming Seth a minute or two. Then he re-wound the tape, and popped it into the VCR. The screen showed Seth's profile in the chair, watching the video, his cock gradually standing to attention, and what was playing on the video screen. "Now we know what Seth enjoys!" Mark said coolly "And so will the rest of the school if he doesn't do as we say." Mark grinned at Seth. "Just an added spice", he commented. Seth, horrified, watched as Mark began to slowly pull down his pants, exposing briefs, which he pulled down also, so that his cock, which happened to be hard, bounced up to his stomach. "We're going to un-tie you now Seth, and you will service me until I come. If you do not obey, you will be punished, and risk losing your "basketball star" reputation". Mark grinned evilly, and two boys came over, one untying his bonds and the other removing the gag. When they were finished, they positioned him on his knees in front of Mark, the large cock directly in front of his mouth.
Seth studied it in disgust, although a strange feeling of wonder was spreading inside of him. He felt helpless, powerless and humiliated down on his knees in front of his enemy, completely nude. His hard-on however, had not diminished, and although he felt ashamed, the strange excitement had not left him. Before he had time to think, the one of the boys held his mouth up to Mark's dick, the other pushing the head on his lips. Seth felt it slide into his mouth, and he was forced to open wide as it was big. Mark began to rhythmically move his hips, so that his cock moved back and forth inside of Seth's mouth. After awhile, he held his hands on Seth's head and pushed it up and down his shaft, while Seth became accustomed to the rocking motion. This continued for what felt like forever to Seth, while Mark's breathing grew more and more ragged, his hands clenching Seth's hair as he pushed in and out faster and faster. " Your pretty damn good at this, little bitch", he muttered through clenched teeth as he continued thrusting. Not long after, he pulled out sharply, and sprayed his warm, sticky fluid onto Seth's face. Seth gagged, feeling some of it enter his mouth. Mark laughed and shook his head, pushing Seth onto the ground. "You have no idea how long I've wanted to do that. You always thought you were such tough stuff, but you look so good with my cum all over your face. You look like you're right where you should be".
Seth lay still on the ground, feeling slightly bewildered. The skin on his cock was stretched tight with desire, and this surprised no one so much as Seth himself. He had experimented with the opposite sex only a few times before, and he had never realized what a big turn on it was for him. He was ashamed to see that his erection had not diminished but grown, and realized that in his predicament he most likely would not find time to relieve himself for a while. Already, some of the guys were beginning to eagerly unzip their pants, some so far as pulling them down. Seth knew this would be a long night.
Mark nodded, interpreting Seth's gaze. "Welcome to the football team, Seth. As you have just serviced me, so you will service these boys until they have exactly what the want. Any complaining and you will be severely punished". Amazed, Seth looked around at the 15 boys in the room, cocks varying in size, most of them erect in different degrees. After a minute, Mark gave him a stinging slap on the head, pointing to the first boy, Alex and shouting for him to "get a move on". Feeling ashamed, he scurried over to Alex, as he was accompanied by hoots and laughs from Mark and the other boys, some of them calling "here boy" and "look at him go, you know he wants it!" and " man, he loves cock". Seth approached Alex on his knees, not saying anything and trying to move quickly, knowing it would only increase chance of punishment if he went slowly. Alex was small, at about six inches, and he was fully hard. Tentatively, Seth stretched his mouth open and took Alex's shaft into his mouth, sliding his lips up and down slowly, trying to remember techniques he himself enjoyed. He slid his tongue up the shaft as he pulled out, and tightened his lips as he pushed down. Alex was easy. Within five minutes he tightened and spasmed. But as Seth was pulling out, he felt hands on the back of his head holding him in place. "Uh uh Seth. Swallow!" Seth felt revolted as the liquid entered his mouth, filling it. He felt another blow on his head, and cringing, he closed his eyes tightly and swallowed it down. Completely humiliated, Seth knew he had committed himself almost to a point of know return. He was pointed in the direction of the next boy, and nudged toward him by a quick slap on the buttocks, followed by cheering.
Seth crawled over to David, the boy who had invited him to the party. David was around 7 inches, hard also. After practicing on him the way he had serviced Alex, David came and Seth swallowed his fluid, too. And so it went down the line until, Seth approached the very last boy, a while later. Seth's mouth felt stretched to the brink, but he gazed desperately at this boy's cock. It was hard by now, and at least a good 9 inches. The boy, Kyle, was black, and he watched Seth with a self-satisfied expression. As Seth rose to begin sucking, Kyle stopped him, and ordered him to bow. Seth looked incredulously over to Mark, who was studying Kyle. Finally, Mark raised his eyebrows in Seth's direction and pointed to the ground. Slowly, Seth lowered himself, so that his nose touched the floor. Kyle commanded him to rise, and Seth, relieved, got up quickly and faced the enormous 9 incher. Sighing, he carefully wrapped his lips around the slightly pink, mushroom head, and found he could hardly push his mouth down, it was so large. So he slowly worked on the head, gradually working faster. He watched his teeth to make sure they did not catch, and he found himself perfecting his techniques as much as he could, searching for Kyle's pleasure. Absently, he began to fondle the boy's balls, massaging them as he went. His actions were not unnoticed by the other jocks, and they laughed watching him. Seth felt his cheeks grow hot but he didn't stop. Kyle was hard to please. This was going to take awhile. Kyle, like Mark, grabbed Seth's head and moved it back and forth. Seth found himself being led completely by Kyle, who, slowly, was becoming rougher and rougher, until he was bucking his hips furiously, and then, before Seth was aware, his mouth was filled, and cum was dribbling down his chin. Kyle pushed Seth to the ground, and walked back into the semi-line. Mark came over, and stood smirking down at him.
"What a nice little cock sucker you've become. I think we're going to keep you. Now, it's time for your complete debasement..."
Seth, confused, was hoisted into the air by a few boys, and carried into a bedroom with a bed on a wall, with a headboard and bottom board. Little hearts were carved into the wood, and the bedspread was pink with little hearts on it. "This is perfect for you, little girl", Mark said, grinning, as Seth was tossed unceremoniously onto the bed. Seth squirmed as ropes were secured as skillfully around his wrists as those used to bind him to the chair. Then, his feet were carefully tied to the bottom board, the ropes circling from between the little hearts. Some of the guys sat around the bed, while other went off to another room. Mark stood at the end of the bed, idly chit chatting, while occasionally looking in Seth's direction and winking.
Seth tried with some difficulty to scrunch into some position where he wasn't so starkly exposed, but as he was spread eagled over the bed, it was impossible. Mark noticed his struggle and laughed, walking over and pinching his cheek. "Don't worry, we'll take care of you soon". Seth jerked his head away from Mark, trying to think of something fiery to reply. Mark should his head, and beckoned to one of the boys entering the room, who brought the same dildo used before, and the pink sash. Again, the hateful picture was produced, and Seth was forced to open his mouth, the dildo filling it and being tied in once more. The five boys that had left the room returned, carrying a tripod stand and the camera. One of the boys was carrying a candle. All of the boys surrounded the bed, grinning and nudging each other. Mark took the candle, which was red, lit it and sat down beside Seth, rubbing his stomach. "Now that you are our personal cock sucker, baby, there are a few adjustments we have to make to remind you of your place. But first.. You did very well with those boys tonight, but you will now be punished for hesitating" Seth's eyes widened as he saw Mark slowly tilt the red candle over his private area, so that it dripped into his pubic hair. Seth twitched as the wax scalded him, but the pain lasted only a minute. His real fear grew as an electric razor was produced, as well as the shaving creme. "Mmpf!" Seth said, wiggling his legs. Two of the jocks came and sat on each of his legs, while another applied the creme, and carefully shaved off the pubic hair surrounding his cock after removing the wax, and then, slowly, the hairs on his balls, until he was completely smooth. Mark, smiling, admired his clean-shaven area, fondling his balls and discussing them with Alex, as if Seth was a showpiece.
Seth's face burned red with shame, as he discovered that his cock had begun to rise. Mark raised his eyebrows and nodded knowingly. "I thought you might enjoy that, Seth."
Mark turned to Alex and nodded. Alex walked to the camera, positioned it in front of the bed so that it focused fully on the bed. Slowly, the boys crowded closer again, and a boy began to stroke Seth's shaft, while another boy rubbed his balls, and another massaged the sensitive patch of skin between his buns and balls. Two boys tweaked his nipples, and Seth, startled at the course of events, watched as his dick rose to its full capacity. Seth felt the cum he had been suppressing begin to well up once more at his base. Seth tried to reason with his body, focusing on the camera and imaging in careful detail all the horrible things they could do with the evidence recorded on the film. They could enslave him with it. They could use it to make them bend him to their will. But all the stimulation and his situation kept him fully hard, and soon he began to feel like he would explode. It would be soon now, he could feel it, and not two minutes later, he grunted into his gag as spurt after spurt shot from his quivering member and splattered onto his chest. A loud cheering went up from the boys as they stepped back. Mark clapped and soon they all began to, as Alex went and switched off the camera. Seth's gag was removed and he was untied, the cum still on his chest. A boy held his arms behind his back as he was led out of the room. As he passed by, some of the boys slapped his butt and pinched it. He was led down to the front door, and given a pair of boxers. He had an opportunity to glance at the clock in the all. It said 5:00. Alex walked up, grinning, holding a small plastic cup. He showed Seth he contents-warm apple juice. Mark crossed his arms in front of his chest. Now, you are going to run home in these briefs, we will keep your clothes. When you get home, if your parents question you, tell them you had a little accident and you had to come home. If they are up this early, that will be evident by your underwear. Alex pulled the front of the boxers out and poured the apple juice in. He pressed the boxer material close to Seth's dick so that it looked real. "If your parents ask about your clothes, tell them they are being washed." So saying, Seth was shuffled out the door into the early morning chill. His house was less then a mile away, but it wouldn't be a pleasant walk. His wet boxers were uncomfortable, and it was cold. "This is going to be fun, Seth. Every weekend you will spend the night at one of our houses, until summer vacation. That's when the real fun begins!" Laughing, he shut the door, and Seth turned, anxiously scanning the road, and began sneaking home, wondering what the coming weeks would hold.
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