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By the time high school started, Ritch was sucking off several of his freshmen buddies on the JV football team. They were his teammates from baseball and wresting the year before. It wasn't every guy on the team, but enough that his skills were regularly used and continuing to improve. Word spread and he occasionally had a new guy coming up to ask if he'd blow them. It wasn't long before he was blowing guys varsity football team as well.
Football wasn't his usual sport, but his friends convinced him to try out and he was placed as cornerback. Ritch had the speed for it and made the team. The gear looked massive on his small body but he could weave around the bigger guys with no trouble. The defensive line really liked him with or without the cocksucking since he played his position well.
The varsity crew enlisted him as an assistant to the team manager which meant he'd be at all their games in addition to the JV games. A few of the guys on varsity adopted him as their lucky charm and it quickly spread to the rest of the team. They would always rub his head before the game for luck. He also became their reward after a win. He loved getting pushed into a bathroom stall before they showered. The scent of sweat, musk, and testosterone was exhilarating to the young slut. If anyone stated to cause a problem, it was quickly put down by one of his regulars. He found it nice having a couple big linebackers plus the team captain watching his back. The hungry cum hound drained their balls anytime they wanted. Even though he was a cocksucker, he was also part of the team. The guys were very protective of what was theirs and they considered him their bitch.
Just like in his friendships with people, he considered himself an equal opportunity cocksucker. He had no hang-ups about race, dick size, or anything else. Subconsciously he gravitated towards blowing the non-white cocks just a little more. Something about the way the guys treated him, the flavor of the cum and cocks, and who knows what else.
One of the Latin guys on the team was kind of a favorite of his early on. The guy was massive compared to the team cocksucker, standing at six foot five. His two hundred and fifty pounds was two and half times the blond's weight. He hungrily slurped away on the hot uncut cock; a nice brown six inch piece of steel. "You always have a spicy flavor. I can't get enough of running my tongue over your cock."
The lineman laughed like he usually did. "And I can't get enough of your mouth. Guess it's my mom's cooking. All those chilies I eat." He playfully grabbed my head and shoved in a few times. The gag reflex was all but gone. "Wish my girlfriend would do this. Even grope my cock would be nice." There was a moan. "Oh yeah, like that. Suck it, puta."
Ritch feverishly worked his tongue around the shaft while bobbing up and down on it. No matter how long he sucked, that spiciness was always there.
His buddy tried hard to stifle the grunts as he emptied his balls. Ritch savored the salsa like cum as it filled his mouth. He nursed on the throbbing cock until his friend couldn't take it anymore and had to pull out.
"Oh fuck. That was good." He ruffled the blond's hair, pulled up his jock and left the stall for the next teammate to replace him.
The door barely started to close before the receiver pushed his way in. The muscular black, god-like teen pushed his shorts down to this thighs and pulled his cock out the side of his jock. A semi hard eight inch shaft hung down. "Do your thing, Ritch. Make me feel good."
The blond wrapped his lips around the midnight black shaft and worked it into his mouth, not stopping until it was embedded in his throat. He began to swallow as the column of flesh lengthened and hardened. He sighed happily as he felt hands on his head, grinding the cock just a little farther into his throat. The wide receiver setup a steady pace as he fucked the willing mouth. Knowing there were more guys waiting to enjoy the perks of their win he didn't hold back and was soon grunting as he blow his load. He pulled back, but his teammate grabbed his cock and squeezed out the last drop of cum he could get and ran his tongue over to the tip to collect it.
"Thanks. That tasted great."
"And it felt even better. You're one eager pup for a big, meaty bone." The guy took off for the shower and was replaced by another.
The ninth and final guy of the night was the lone Asian on the team. His shirt was off and his ripped muscles and tight abs were on full display for the cocksucker. He pulled out his already hard cock and presented it to the blond who swallowed it in one go. The guy had the second largest cock on the team, only a fraction of an inch behind the wide receiver.
Ritch's lips were getting a little numb, but he still put his all into sucking off the sexy guy.
The deepthroat action was met by quiet moans as the small head bobbed up and down the long shaft. The anticipation of this moment had built while he watched his teammates go before him, so he didn't last long. Much sooner than he wanted his balls tightened and he fired off volley after volley of hot cum into the freshman's mouth.
The cocksucker moaned as his taste buds exploded from the flavor of the sweetest cum on the team. He worked his tongue under the foreskin and around the shaft to make sure not a drop was left. The guy wanted to stay for a second turn but knew time was limited.
As he headed to the shower the coach could be heard yelling. "Chan, what's taking you so long?"
"Sorry, coach. Had to hit the bathroom first."
The large, black man glared at the player and turned seeing the team's assistant manager coming out from where the stalls were. He raised his eyebrow. "Didn't know you were still here, Ritch. All your work done?"
"Yeah, coach. I just finished. Wanted to make sure nothing was missed."
"Good boy. I appreciate the way you help the team and they can't say enough good things about the job you do."
"I'm happy to do whatever is needed. Hopefully it will help me if I make it to varsity."
"For someone who wasn't sure he wanted to play football, you've proven your worth. Enjoy your weekend and see you at practice on Monday."
"Goodnight, coach." The blond eyed the muscular man. The team pants the man wore hid what the skimpy practice shorts always showed, but he had memorized the bulge that was currently hidden from sight. It was one of the cocks he dreamed of getting but knew would never happen.
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Dante unleashed a torrent of piss down the pup's throat as he set the journal down. The Dom and boy's eyes remained locked on each other as the sub swallowed rapidly so not to miss a drop. He ruffled the slut's hair as he pulled his cock free only to smile as he felt a kiss placed reverently on the tip. "I want you to keep writing this stuff, Pup. It gets your Sir fuckin' hot and horny." He walked across the room to retrieve one of the cigars he demanded the boy keep in stock for him. "Get your ass down to the playroom, bitch. I want you in the sling. I need to breed the fuck out of you."
"Yes, Sir." Ritch jumped to his feet and headed for the stairs.
"Oh, and let Cesar back in. He's gonna have a lot of cum to lick from your hole when I'm done tonight."
To Be Continued*
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