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James
Hope. It's such a strange thing, and not something that I thought I would have again, and I especially didn't think that James would be the one to give it to me. It's what drives me now, what keeps me motivated, and what will help me through what is to come. I am in the middle of the storm between Jakob and James, but I have hope that when the dust settles I will be stronger, and more importantly, free. For the longest time I was allowing myself to be enthralled by Jakob and I was living a life that I didn't enjoy. I allowed Jakob to take me to the edge of my moral boundaries and push me over. I take ownership for the part I played in James's rape, but I know that Jakob was the one that brought me there. Without him I am a better person, and James has given me hope of being that person again. My only saving grace for a while was this older dude that had been messaging me, but I haven't heard from him since the night James came to me.
I am sitting in my car out front of Jakob's house now, and I am dreading what is to come.
I send James a text telling him where I am and what I hope to do. He responds by telling me to get info on why Jakob recommended him for football, which is a surprise to me. I get out of my car and nervously go around to the back of the house and through the back door. As I descend the stairs to Jakob's basement I am filled with dread and desire. Although I am repulsed by Jakob, I can't deny that he makes me feel excited. I resent that I am about to give Jakob pleasure but I know that I will enjoy it immensely. Jakob has a dominant alpha attitude that I crave and live for. As I descend the last few stairs my skin prickles and my asshole twitches. I am already fully hard from anticipation when I enter the rec room.
Jakob is on the couch playing a game on his Xbox, and I know better than to speak. I get down on all fours and crawl over to Jakob. I pull down his grey sweat shorts and release his soft cock. I lean forward and envelope his soft cock in my mouth. I start with a soft swirl of the tongue, but I am hungry and horny, so I start sucking more aggressively right away. I want his cock hard, and I want his full attention.
"Woah! Someone's horny today." Jakob says. His cock is hardening fast and I suck harder. I want him to be aggressive today, and I know how to make that happen. I swirl my tongue under his foreskin knowing that it will drive him crazy.
"Fuck man, you're really into this today." Jakob says, and He throws down his remote to place his hand on that back of my head. He gently massages my head with his fingers, and I am irritated. This isn't what I want. I purposefully let my teeth graze his dick.
"Fuck, watch the teeth! You know that I hate that!" Jakob says and shoves my head down on his dick, making me choke. I love the feeling of being dominated, and I gently nip his dick. I want him angry.
"Fuck Preston, you're pissing me off!" Jakob says. The thing I love about Jakob is that when he is mad he doesn't get soft, and he doesn't leave, he gets aggressive. Jakob grabs the back of my throat and slams my head down again, and I am in heaven. He holds my head down on his dick so that I can't breathe and I start to see stars. I will myself to be obedient, to submit. I am his to use, and I love it. My vision is darkening and I start to lose control. I gag on Jakob's dick, and continue to gag repeatedly. I fight the urge to punch him and to lift my head, I will stay here until he lets go.
Finally Jakob lets me off of his dick and I gasp for air, smiling with a sick pride over my accomplishment. Jakob looks at me with admiration and says, "You are really into this tonight, aren't you? Make your daddy proud." He says and grabs the back of my head and forces me back down on his dick before I can fully catch my breath.
This time he throat fucks me and I am able to take small breaths between strokes. My eyes are watering, my throat is stretched to the limit, my lungs are screaming in pain, and I couldn't be happier. Even as Jakob slams his dick down my throat, and tightens his grip on my hair, I feel stronger than I ever have before. I feel stronger that Jakob. I feel strong because I can take this pain and love it, and I know that Jakob can't claim the same.
"Alright bitch, time for that ass." Jakob says and pulls out of my mouth. He grabs me by the shoulders and throws me back. I am caught by surprise and I don't have time to catch myself so I hit the back of my head on the carpeted floor first, followed by my back. I let out a grunt as air is forced from my lungs, and I am slightly dazed. Jakob grabs my legs and throws them over my head with ease. I hold my legs in place above my head where Jakob has thrown them, allowing him access to my perfectly smooth hole.
Jakob looks at my hole and licks his lips, but I am not in the mood to be rimmed. I want him rough. "Take your time Jakob. I have all day." I say sardonically, wanting to aggravate him.
"You're really getting on my nerves today, Preston. What has gotten into you?" Jakob says, but doesn't wait for an answer. He scoots forward and roughly shoves two dry fingers into my ass. The friction of his fingers against the tender skin of my asshole smarts and I have to bite my lip to stop from grunting in pain. Jakob looks in my eyes as he roughly finger fucks me, and I know he is trying to get me to moan in pain. I won't give him the satisfaction though, and this frustrates him.
Jakob roughly pulls his fingers out of my ass and places his dick at my hole. He looks into my eyes and a challenge is silently issued. He wants to make me yell in pain, and I want him to earn it. He slams his dick into me in one thrust, looking into my eyes as he does. I clench my fists in pain, but I refuse to show the pain on my face. I stay silent and I do my best to keep my face calm. I know that the lack of lube must be painful for Jakob too, and it turns me on that he is taking pain just to give me pain.
Jakob growls in frustration and starts slamming his hips into me harder and faster, and the pain is almost unbearable for me. Finally, I relent and I scream out in pain, earning a smile of satisfaction from Jakob.
"That was actually kinda impressive Preston. You're tougher than you look." Jakob says, and I am shocked at the compliment. I can't remember if he has ever complimented me, and for a moment I forget that he is my enemy. For a moment I revel in the fact that I he thinks I am tough. But the moment is brief.
"Thanks, but don't go soft on me now Jakob. I came here to get fucked." Again, I chose my words carefully to piss Jakob off. He hates it when I am not completely submissive, and I need him to treat me roughly so that I can keep my focus. Jakob doesn't look angry though, for some reason he is smiling.
"You want me to be rough, don't you? You want me to hurt you. That's hot buddy." Jakob says.
"Yeah man, fuck me hard." I say, not sure how to behave now. Jakob is smiling like the Cheshire cat, and I can't tell what he is going to do.
Jakob leans back and spits on his dick, rubbing the saliva around his dick and on my hole. He slides in slowly, and the pain from earlier is gone. He slowly pulls his dick out and slides it back in, creating a soft rhythm. He reaches over and grabs his Xbox remote and puts some slow music on, and he matches the stroke of his dick to the beat. He looks down at me and smiles again, looking completely smug.
"This what you want baby?" Jakob asks, and leans over me, his face inches from mine. I am furious that has figured out what I wanted and is doing the exact opposite, but I can't deny the pleasure he is giving me.
"No, I want a hard fuck." I say without conviction.
"I don't really care what you want." Jakob says slowly and seductively. Only Jakob can talk to me like this and turn me on. He is so close now that his lips are brushing mine, but we aren't quite kissing. I can feel his breath on my lips, and I realize that my dick is rock hard and leaking. The song changes and Jakob changes his pace to match the beat.
"You are mine you know. I found you and I broke you in. You can't hide from me, and you can't resist me. You will always crave my dick, and you will always want to be mine." Jakob says quietly, lips gently brushing against mine. He leans forward and kisses me, and I can't help but give in. I open my mouth and let his tongue in, and soon we are making out passionately. Jakob breaks his tempo and starts fucking me harder, and with passion.
We flip over and soon I am riding him. I have both my hands on his chest and I am lifting my ass up and down in his dick. Jakob is looking at me with lust, and I don't think I have ever had sex this passionate. I lean forward and Jakob grabs that back of my head softly and pulls me in for more kisses. I moan into his mouth, and I feel myself getting close to cumming.
Jakob flips us back over without breaking our kiss and starts fucking me on my back again. He speeds up and I can tell he is getting close. I wrap my arms around his back and hold him as he fucks me. Jakob's kisses become more frantic and suddenly he is cumming in me, and I start to cum too without touching my dick. Jakob continues making out with me throughout our mutual orgasms, and collapses on top of my when he is done, and rolls us back over so that I am on top. I hold his warm body as we both catch our breath, our sweaty chests touching each other.
Jakob is holding me and slowly running his fingers up and down my back, sending shivers through me. My body is covered in sweat and my back and legs are starting to feel cold, but my chest is hot from Jakob's body. I bask in his warmth and I close my eyes and rest my head on his shoulder breathing in his scent. I know this can't last long, and I enjoy every minute. I am surprised as Jakob pulls my face up for another tender post-sex kiss. We have never had sex this passionate, and I have almost completely forgotten why I am here.
"I have to go shower now babe." Jakob says, and gently pushes against me, and I roll off of him.
Babe? I am in shock. First the tender sex, and now he is calling me babe. Maybe he has changed maybe he does like me. I lay there on the carpet peacefully, thinking about Jakob and how sweet he is. I remember how we started dating and he was so nice to me. How he courted me and made me feel nice, and then... And suddenly I remember. Jakob isn't nice, Jakob is a predator, and a rapist. Jakob is cruel and calculated, and he doesn't have an ounce of kindness in him. A cold chill runs over my damp naked body as I realize that Jakob is playing me. He may not know that I have sided with James, but he is toying with me. There is no way that he is being genuine.
A small vibration from the coffee table distracts me, and I look up to see Jakob's phone. He has carelessly left his phone here with me while he takes his shower. I quickly get up and grab the phone. I see a meaningless text and am careful not to open it when I open Jakob's phone. I know his password from having seen him open his phone many times. He doesn't know it, but I always watch him.
I flip through his phone searching, not exactly sure what I am looking for. I start with text messages, careful not to open any new ones, but most of them are innocent. I look at his and Max's messages, but there are too many for me to go through quickly, and all I can see is typical teenage boy stuff, nothing incriminating. I am about to give up when I see a dropbox link. I click on it and it opens up to a page of pictures and videos. They are all tilted with names and dates. Some of the names I recognize, and others I don't. I see James's name and I click on the file. It is the picture that Max took after we raped him, and even though I feel guilty looking at it, I can't help but get a little turned on looking at James's bruised naked body.
I close the file and look through the dropbox and see my name. I open the file and see a bunch of photos of me, most of me with a cock in my mouth or ass. There are some video files of me too. I feel a quiet rage building in me as I look over the files. I berate myself for having almost fallen for Jakob again. I hear the shower turn off and I quickly send the dropbox link to my phone and I delete the evidence. I replace Jakob's phone and I start getting dressed quickly.
"Leaving so soon?" Jakob asks, as he enters the room.
"Yeah, I gotta run, but it was fun bro." I say, while starting to walk to the door.
"Hold up." Jakob says, grabbing my shoulder. "This was more than fun for me. It meant a lot to me baby. Did you feel the same?" Jakob asks, looking me in the eyes. It takes all I have not to punch him in the face. I know he is insincere and that he is still playing me.
"Yeah man, I loved it. You really fucked me good." I say, trying to sound sincere. He flinches a bit and lets me go.
"I... I thought that it meant more this time. It hurts me that this was just a regular fuck to you." Jakob says looking and sounding genuinely hurt, and I can't tell if he is lying. I feel conflicted, but I push through and stay the course.
"Yeah, it was great man, thanks!" I say as I leave, and I can't help but wonder if the hurt on Jakob's face is real.
James' POV
I wake in the morning with a clear mind. My penchant for vengeance is ever present. What I have done with Max has only increased my desire to destroy Jakob. Preston was like and appetizer, Max was the main course, and Jakob will be dessert. I put both of my arms behind my head and revel in what I have accomplished. In this moment I don't feel guilt or shame, just pleasure.
The brief moment is interrupted by a sound at my window. I glance over to see Preston opening the window and climbing in. Somehow everything that he does is sexy. Even climbing in the window, he looks sexy and graceful.
"You know you could just come in the front door, right?" I say with a laugh.
"Damn, you're awake, I was hoping to wake you up with a blowjob again, and I don't want to run into your parents on the way to blow you. Your mom is way too nice, and I think she is like telepathic or something. I have the best news man!" Preston gushes out and flops onto the bed next to me. He has a smile on his face, and he looks very proud of himself.
"Best news? I like the sound of that." I say with a smile. Preston's happiness is contagious.
"Yeah, I was at Jakob's house and I found something to help you!" He smiles and passes me his phone. I look at it and my smile is gone, and so is my happy mood.
"What is this?" I say, even though I know exactly what I am looking at.
"It's a collection of all the guys that Jakob and Max have fucked together. I went through it last night and some seem consensual, others are questionable. I think we can use this to take Jakob down. We can get him sent to jail or blackmail him!" Preston says, still cheery about his find.
"We'll see Preston. I will have to think about it." I say distractedly, looking through the phone. I see all kinds of disgusting images, and my heart aches for the boys that Jakob has used. I wonder how many of them were tricked and abused like I was. I scroll to the bottom of the file and I see an unnamed video file. I click on it and notice that the recording is grainy. The recoding is only 3 minutes long and starts in a basement.
I see a small boy on the floor and hear a young Jakob say, "look at me Caleb. Are you going to be a good boy today?" I frown as I look at the kneeling boy and I wonder why he seems so familiar. The boy looks up at the camera and I finally see his face. I still can't place the boy, but I know I have seen him before.
"I don't really want to do this anymore Jakob. I just want to go home." The cute boy says quietly and I want nothing more than to save him.
"You don't have a choice slut. We have you on film, and if you don't do what I say I'm going to tell your brother, you don't want that do you?" Jakob says menacingly, and I hate him more now than ever before. The boy wipes some tears from his eyes and starts to suck Jakob's cock. I now have what I need to take Jakob down, and I feel disgusted about it. I stop the video and turn to Preston.
"Get up here and suck my cock." I say as I put the phone down. I desperately need a distraction from what I have just seen.
Preston crawls over to me, pulls down my boxer-briefs and sucks my dick into his mouth. He moans on my dick and bobs up and down. I massage his scalp as he does, running my hands through his soft blond hair. Preston's skilled mouth completely distracts me, and I enjoy the slow blow-job. After about ten minutes of bliss I am cumming down Preston's velvet throat.
"We'd better get a move on if we are going to make it to school on time. I brought you a bagel again." Preston says producing a bag as if from nowhere. I smile at him an take the bag gratefully.
"I'm gunna take a quick shower before I go to school. I'll see you at football practise tonight. And thanks Preston, you did good work today." I say to Preston, who blushes a deep red, but is able to maintain eye contact with me as he says, "Thank you, I'm glad that you found it useful. Sorry I didn't get any info on why Jakob wants you on the team."
Preston leaves and I go take a shower, thinking of what I am going to do with the intel that I have gained. A solid plan is finally forming in my head, and almost all of the pieces are in place now. I smile feeling more confident that ever that I am going to successfully take down Jakob.
After my shower I race to school. I end up being ten minutes late for class. I race into the school, not wanting to get into trouble. There is a group of kids in front of me, some kids beside me, and some behind me. Some are skipping and some are late. We rush forward together, and I am eager to get to my class when I suddenly see the Vice Principal, Mrs. Dulcetti walking towards us with a scowl on her face.
"Keegan, get to class! Danica and ELizabeth you too!" Mrs. Dulcetti says to the kids in front of me. I feel a bit nervous and I put on my best smile, hoping it will be enough. She sees me and smiles back. "James, what a pleasure to see you! How is your day going?" she says enthusiastically.
"Great thanks, just headed to class." I say and I can't believe that I am not getting snapped at like the rest of the kids.
"Of course you are, you're such a good kid James." She says, and turns to the kids behind me and starts barking at them to get to class. I have no idea why, but even when I am in the wrong people seem so willing to forgive or look past my errors. I hope that the trend continues in the coming days because I will need people to trust me. I will need to look inconspicuous.
I make my way through the morning without incident, and in the afternoon I have computers with Zeke. I go into the classroom and see him and I smile. Zeke looks at me and looks away immediately, and I frown knowing something is wrong.
"Hey Zeke, how's it going?" I say cheerfully, hiding my worry.
"It's good James, just concentrating on the assignment" Zeke says, and I almost laugh. This class is a joke for most millennials, and especially so for Zeke. Zeke is extremely proficient in all things tech, and he can do this class in his sleep.
"Alright, cool. I'll get started too then I guess." I say and sit beside him. I feel tense and worried, I have never been treated like this by Zeke. It is like he is giving me the cold shoulder.
"Is everything alright Zeke?" I ask, not being able to sit silently next to him for a whole period.
"Yeah man, sorry, I'm just feeling a bit off. I saw something that I'm not sure what to do about. But we're cool. I don't want to talk about it just yet though. Maybe later." Zeke says reassuringly, but not convincingly. I stare at him for a minute before saying, "Sure man, take your time, tell me when you are ready."
The rest of the period goes by well, but there is a thick tention between me and Zeke. I look over at him many times to see him staring at me. At one point it looks like he is crying. At the end of class we get up and Zeke is quiet.
"You sure everything is OK?" I ask.
"Yep, see you around buddy" Zeke says and leaves quickly leaving me completely bewildered.
The rest of my day is uneventful, and I am more nervous than ever about football practise. I cut out of my last class of the say early so that I can go and get changed without having an awkward conversation with the rest of the football team. I get to the locker-room and get changed into my gym strip quickly. I make my way to the field and see the coach pulling some gear from the equipment shed. I smile as I recognize a great opportunity. I jog up to the equipment shed.
"You need a hand coach?" I ask. Coach Malone looks at me in shock.
"Nobody has ever offered to help. And you're early too! It seems you are off to a great start." Coach says.
"Thanks coach, just doing what you asked. Now how can I help?" I say, putting on my best son vibe. I want him to look at me as a helpful son, a prodigy.
"You can grab the net of footballs and bring it out, then you can help me set up these cones." Coach says. I grab the bag and lug it across the field and place it where Coach wants it. Then I join coach in setting up the cones.
"So, I'm really grateful for the opportunity here Coach, but I am just wondering why you want me? Why did you choose me?" I ask, sounding as vulnerable as possible.
"Fuck, are you kidding James? Have you seen yourself? You're huge! You're a fucking beast and you're perfect for football. I know that you said you don't want to hurt anybody, and I've been thinking about that. I can teach you some ways to tackle without hurting someone. But I think you also seem to have a self-confidence issue. You need to push past that James. You have a great personality, and I think that you could be a great player, better than Jakob even. And I don't give compliments easily, but if I had a son, I would want him to be just like you." Coach says to me with conviction and a fatherly sort of love.
I stare at Coach in shock. Of all the things he could have said, I am least prepared for this. I can't believe how much kindness this gruff man has just shown me. I had no idea that he even liked me, and now he is saying that he would want his son to be like me. I look at him with a new appreciation, and I am cautiously optimistic.
"Do you mean all of that? This isn't some cruel trick you guys are playing on me?" I ask, carefully watching him and gaging his reaction.
"James, do I seem like the kind of guy to play a trick like that? Your peers look up to you James, and they have a lot of respect for you. You need to trust in that. Anybody trying to undermine you is jealous of who you are and the respect that you have earned from your peers. Stop doubting yourself and looking for anterior motives where there are none." Coach says sternly. I open my mouth to respond, but we are interrupted by a bustle of noise as the football team spills out onto the field. Coach looks over at them and I step to the side, not wanting to be noticed, and I thin on what Coach has said.
He is right, I do have self-confidence issues, but he is wrong about Jakob. But I wonder if I am wrong about Jakob's motivation to get me on the team. Maybe I am wrong about it, and maybe he really just sees my potential to help the team. It could be possible that he is genuine in wanting me on the team, but it would be a strange move to make. I am still unsure of his intentions, but I am now less suspicious of the Coach. I think Coach is genuine in his desire to see me on the team.
"Hey buddy! I hear that you are going to try out for the team!" Carson says staring me out of my thoughts. I look at him surprised, and realize that I hadn't thought about him being here at all. I had forgotten about him being on the team, but I am glad that he is here now.
"Yeah, Jakob recommended me to the coach, and then Coach approached me and asked me to try out." I say, scanning the area while watching all the players arrive.
"Ha! Coach has had his eye on you for a while James, but I am sure that Jakob's recommendation helped. Glad to see you here, you make a great addition to the team. I always wondered why you didn't try out earlier. I'll be here if you need anything." He said with a wink and a smile. Coach blew his whistle to get our attention and everybody ran up to him.
Coach has us start with some stretches and warm up exercises, and then has us practice some drills. He has me change positions several times, and I get the sense that he is trying to see where my strengths are and how I will fit in with the team. I am paired up with Carson a lot, and almost always opposing Jakob. Max is on my team a lot, and I take the opportunity to smack his ass and smirk at him as often as possible. He blushes and looks away every time, and tries to look angry with me, but I can see lust in his eyes.
At the end of practise I stop to talk to Coach again. "So do you want me on the team?" I ask.
"What? Oh, yeah James, you made the cut. I am just thinking about what position I want you to take. I might have to do some shuffling, and the guys might not be happy about that. Kepp coming to practise for now and I'll figure out where you fit best." Coach says distractedly as he puts the gear away.
"Sounds good Coach, thanks for the opportunity." I say, even though he basically forced me to come. I am grateful though, I had a lot more fun than I thought I would. I head for the locker-room and when I get there most of the boys are naked, and I have to keep my eyes to myself. The guys seem very cavalier about nudity, and have no problem walking around with nothing on. They are all joking and laughing, and I do my best to change unseen.
"Yo, great job today James. You're going to fit in with us just fine." Jakob says and the room falls quiet. All the guys are watching us interact, and I know that I have to play it cool.
"Thanks man, I'm just glad to be here." I say, trying to sound sincere. It takes all that I have not to attack him right there. Jakob walks up to me, his dick slapping his thighs and he puts his hand out. I reach forward and clasp his hand and he pulls me forward into a one-armed hug and pats my back.
"Welcome to the team James!" He says for everyone to hear, and I think that I finally get his motivation. He wants to bring me in to shut me up. He is hoping that by bringing me into the team and displaying his power I will be intimidated into silence. I smile back at him.
"Thanks man, I couldn't have asked for more." I say, and a couple of the guys cheer and clap. Jakob steps away and walks to the showers, and a couple of the guys pat me on the back and welcome me. If I wasn't aware that this was meant to derail me, I might have been happy with their acceptance of me, but for now I am cautious about their comradery.
"Dude, stick around a bit if you want to have some fun, just take your time in the shower." Carson says from beside me, startling me again. I swear that he has secret ninja skills. He walks away from me before I have a chance to respond.
I strip down naked and head to the showers, passing a lot of the guys as they leave the shower. I do my very best to avoid popping a boner right here in front of everyone. I walk into the showers and discretely admire the few guys that are left in the shower. I notice that Jakob is gone already and Max is here, and I chub up a bit when I see his plump ass.
I choose a shower head away from the others and start by washing my hair. I take my time lathering and close my eyes to rinse out my hair. When I open my eyes I notice that the room has almost completely emptied out, and Max has moved to the shower across from mine. He isn't looking at me though, and I notice that he is washing his shoulders for the second time. I smile to myself, I know what Max wants, and I will make him work for it.
I start washing my neck and shoulders, facing Max as I do. I see him look at me a few times, but each time he looks away quickly, and he won't meet my gaze. We both look up and watch the last guy leave the shower, and then look at each other. Max looks away quickly, but glances back at my dick a second later. I smile watching his internal struggle play out on his face. He looks at me with desire, and then forces himself to looks away. He doesn't want to admit to himself that he loved getting fucked. He can't allow himself to be demasculinized like that.
I continue to wash my body working my way over my pecs and down to my abs, making sure to wash them thoroughly. Max keeps glancing at my body, and his glances are getting longer each time he looks. I wash down to my lower abs and I stop just above my cock, washing circles above it and around it making it move around. Max is staring at me now, no longer bothering to look away. All pretenses are up, and we both know he is enjoying the show. My dick is fully hard now, and I wrap my soapy hands around it and Max lets in a sharp breath as I do. I slowly massage my dick, running my hand up and down its hard length while watching Max.
Max licks his lips and looks up at me, and finally meets my gaze, and I see desire written all over his face. He licks his lips and looks back down at my hard cock, and then back at me. I smile encouragingly at him, and he slowly moves towards me as if in a trance. When he finally reaches me, he kneels in front of me without a word and takes my now clean cock into his warm mouth. He moans against my dick and it feels so good. He licks under my foreskin and around the head of my dick, lapping at it like a lollipop. He pulls off my dick and licks up and down its length and then works his way down to my balls. He takes my balls into my mouth and rolls them around on his tongue. He works his way down to my perineum and buries his nose under my balls and inhales deeply taking in my scent, and a bit of water, making him cough and me smile.
He doesn't' miss a beat though and is back on my cock in a flash. He goes at it with a new passion and is deepthroating me, taking my cock like a pro. His warm tight throat is too much for me and I grab the back of his head and start to throat fuck him. He gags a few times, but I don't care. I force his head down on my dick and hold him in place, counting the second in my head. After twenty seconds he starts to push back, but I hold him firm. He relaxes for a bit, and at 6- seconds he starts to resist again, and I hold him firm. He starts to pound my legs, and I smile. I wait until 80 second and I let him go, and he comes off of my dick with a hoarse cough and gasps for air on all fours.
I walk around him as he catches his breath and I get behind his magnificent ass. I line my cock up to the entrance and shove myself into him, not giving him any time to prepare. He yells out and I cover his mouth, not wanting to draw any unwanted attention. He quiets immediately and starts to buck back against my dick. I smile down at him, he is a fast learner. I am in the mood to fuck though, and I grab his hips to stop him and I start ramming into him hard and fast. The sound of our wet bodies slapping together is so loud, but I am too horny to care.
Suddenly we hear footsteps and Max tries to get up, but I won't let him. I keep fucking him and look up the see Carson walk in completely naked. He looks shocked at first, and then smiles.
"What the fuck? Did I just win the lottery? Since when does Max take it in the ass, and since when do you throw a killer fuck James?" Carson says, smiling ear to ear, and now rock hard.
"I don't get fucked!" Max growls vehemently as I am pounding him.
"Sure looks like you do buddy! Just look at your hard cock. Man that looks good." Carson says while ducking at Max to look at his dick. Carson doesn't waste time and sucks on Max's dick right away. Man I love this kid, doesn't miss a beat.
I continue fucking Max and his hard dick slams into Carson's mouth. I take the opportunity to run my hand down Carson's hot body and rest my hand on his ass. I give it a hard squeeze. "I'm going to want this sometime soon Carson", I say.
Carson pops off of Max's dick and ducks out from under him. "You can have it now if you want," he says.
"No! He's mine!" Max says, quickly.
"I thought that you didn't get fucked Max?" Carson says with a wink to me.
"I... I don't. But it's my turn." Max says, and Both Carson and I laugh.
"You want me to stop?" I ask, and Max immediately spreads his legs giving me more access.
"No, don't stop. I want it, please!" Max begs, and Carson's face is almost comical. He is completely amazed that Max is bitching out on my dick. I can see respect in his eyes.
Carson walks around and places his dick at Max's mouth, and max turns his head away.
"I'm not a whore." Max says.
"Yes, you are. Open your mouth." I say, and Max pauses for a moment before relenting and taking Carson in his mouth.
"Good job, you're shaping up to be a great slut. You love it don't you?" I say, and Max start to bob his head more vigorously as I verbally degrade him.
"Show me what a good slut you are. Take his whole cock in your mouth." I command, and Max obeys, deepthroating Carson, and earning a moan from Carson.
"You hear that slut? That sound is music to you. You need it to make you happy. You need to be on your knees. You were made for this, you were made to serve. You're going to do this for the whole football team, aren't you?" I say, and Max starts to cum, his ass convulsing and squeezing on my dick sending me over the edge. I cum in Max, and moan as I do. I look up and Carson is losing his load down Max's throat.
I pull my dick out of Max's ass and go to finish showering. Max slowly gets up and walks to get his stuff too.
"That was fucking awesome, I had no idea you were so skilled Max!" Carson says enthusiastically.
"Fuck off!" Max says in a deep manly voice and walks briskly out of the shower, his ass bouncing as he does.
"Don't worry about him. He has a ways to go before he accepts himself. He is probably going to hate himself for a few days." I say with a slight sadistic smile.
Carson and I shower and get dressed talking amiably to one another. We leave and walk to the parking lot together.
"Dude, you are so lucky that you don't have to drive your little bro around everywhere. He's gunna be so pissed that I made him wait this long. Catch ya later!" Carson says as he jogs off to his car, and I freeze as I see a boy a little younger than Carson leaning against his car. I recognize the boy immediately from the video this morning. Carson's little bro was raped by Jakob and Max.