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I quickly put my clothes back on after Luke left the storage room. Looking at the spot where Luke and I had fucked, for god knows how long, caused me to sigh. Sweat and cum was pooling on the floor. This was our thing - Luke and I always had (literally) hot and sweaty sex. Always. Whenever we finished, our bodies were soaked.
I grabbed another paper towel and started wiping the floor with it. I could've just left our bodily fluids there, but at that time, I had this irrational fear that somebody would find and pick up our cum, bring it to a biology lab, do some DNA tests, and our identities - the identities of 2 men who had a long session of love-making in the filthy storage room - would be revealed. As I stated before, I know that was an irrational thought but it made sense at that moment. I bet Rex and those bitches just left their love juice in the other storage room.
I left the storage room 10 minutes later and headed back to my seat. I stopped walking when I saw Randall from far away. At my seat beside him was a girl who wore an incredibly tight crop top. I could see his hand wrapped around her shoulder and her hand resting on his thigh. I had never seen this girl before but they seemed very close and intimate.
Then, Randall caressed the cheek of the girl and suddenly, it was hard for me to breathe. It felt like something was crushing my chest. Questions started to wander in my head, but the biggest question was whether that girl was Randall's girlfriend. I was really confused as I had never seen him with a girl before. He rather spent his time with either me, Rex, Luke, or with his lacrosse buddies. Especially me!
He spent so much time with me that I think he knew more about me than my parents. We almost always spent our free time together. We ate, studied, and worked out together (sometimes). Hell, we always came to each other if we needed some advice. We considered each other best friends at that point. But based on what I felt, maybe I started to feel he was more than that to me. I never felt like this whenever Luke or Rex was with a girl.
I didn't want the thought to bother me, so I closed my eyes; took a deep breath; and continued to walk until I finally was right beside them. They were so fixated on each other, they didn't even realize I was there.
"Hey, Guys," I greeted them. Both of them looked at me.
"Hey, Alex." Randall greeted back, smiling. "So how's Luke?"
Before I could answer, The girl got up. "Ah, so this is Alex," She looked at Randall. "He talks about you a lot."
"Really?" I asked, surprised.
"Well, I better go back to my seat. The game is about to start again." She said, then walked past me.
I quickly took a seat and Randall immediately grabbed my shoulder.
"So how's Luke?" He repeated his question.
"He's fine." I looked at him with a fake smile. "Just some family problem. He sorted it out." I told him a lie that I had prepared.
"Wow, he asked your help with his family problem?" he asked, confused. "Life is indeed unpredictable."
"You and Rex got pretty close lately," he added. "I'm afraid he's gonna steal you away from me." He said jokingly as he tightly wrapped his muscular arms around my small body, giving me a big hug.
"Randall. There's a lot of people here. They're looking at us." I whispered in his ear and he immediately released me.
"Why is it weird for 2 bros to show some affection? Nobody would bat an eye if 2 gals did it-"
"Just shut up, Randall," I said coldly, cutting him off. I felt a little guilty, to be honest, but seeing him being intimate with the girl was really messing up my head.
"Geez, Alex. What happened to you?" He shook his head and switched his attention back to the field.
I also switched my attention to the field. On the sideline, I could see Luke talking to the coaches. Wet spots were still visible all over his jersey. Based on their gestures, they were clearly in a heated argument. Luke was definitely trying to convince them to let him back on the field.
When the third quarter finally started, Luke ran to the field. A sign that he successfully convinced his coaches to let him play. I was nervous at this point, scared that he was still going to be a mess.
Then, the game started and my worries slowly dissipated. The old Luke was back. 'The Beast' was back. In fact, he was much more powerful than ever. He tackled the opponent left and right brutally. The jeers from the spectators turned into cheers.
One thing I noticed is, whenever Luke tackled the opponent, he would immediately kiss (or even lick) the emblem of the knight helmet - our university mascot, printed in the middle under the collar of his jersey. People saw him do that as an act of pride - showing respect to the Rockhill Knight Football - but I knew the fact that he did that to kiss and lick the remnants of our cum. He showed respect to ME. My cock was getting hard again.
Some dirty scenario started to pop in my head: thinking how hard his cock must be as he was playing the game covered with my cum on his jersey. How aroused he must be thinking that his teammates - who were really proud of him that moment - didn't know that just minutes ago he was getting fucked by a small nerd, begging to be that nerd's bitch.
I was so hard the entire game that I could feel the precum flow from my cock.
As the third quarter ended, Rockhill successfully narrowed the margin to 36 - 42, but I could see the opponents starting to up their game. Trying harder to keep their advantage.
As the game was on a break, I turned my head to Randall. He was on his phone.
'Must be texting that bitch.' I thought to myself.
A wide smile could be seen on his face. In contrast to the first and second quarters of the game, we didn't talk to each other at all the entire third quarter. The silence was killing me but I couldn't talk to him. I was mad that he spent some intimate moments with that girl. I shouldn't have this kind of feeling. Randall and I were not dating or anything. But I couldn't help it.
I looked back at where the girl was sitting and I could see that she was also on her phone. Just like Randall, a wide smile could be seen on her face. I couldn't stop staring at her. I wanted to get up, walk towards her, and slapped that bitch. But who am I?
I didn't remember how long I stared at her until finally, I saw a big familiar hand grab my shoulder.
"We're high school friends," Randall's deep but gentle voice could be heard. "She and I are just friends." He explained as if he can read the question in my head.
I turned my head to look at him. "I don't fucking care if you're friends with her."
"Alex." He said looking directly in the eyes. I never really noticed how beautiful his blue eyes are. "I just wanted to say that you're the best friend I ever had and I- I-" Randall stuttered, trying hard to say what was on his mind next. "I.. like you better than her. No one could replace you."
Somehow he knew why I was mad. He clearly knew that I was jealous, but he didn't make it explicit. Smile formed on my lips without me realizing it. He grabbed my hand and squeezed it hard.
We looked at each other and laughed. Randall then wrapped his arms over my shoulder and we waited for the fourth quarter to start.
As the fourth quarter began, Rex was finally back. His entire body was wet, covered in sweat.
"Hey!" He greeted us as he sat in the empty seat beside me.
"You done?" I asked with an evil smirk.
"Yes," He answered as he lifted his muscular arms and put them behind his back. The strong manly smell from his pit suddenly invading my nostrils.
"So, the anaconda has been tamed?" I asked again as I tilted my head towards his pit so I could breathe more of his musky odor.
"It took 5 girls to tame it but yeah it has been tamed," Rex said proudly. "Oh, Luke's back on the field?"
"Yeah," I answered, secretly inhaling his addicting musk. If we were not in public places, I would probably have already dived my face to his inviting smooth pit. "H-He's back to being an amazing football player again."
As I spoke, He gave me a sly look. He got me. He purposefully moved closer to me so his musk could fill my nose easier as it became stronger and stronger.
"The air smells great tonight, don't you think?" He said as he took a deep breath, giving me an evil smirk.
Then, Randall pulled his hand from my shoulder.
"I'm gonna go to the toilet," Randall said as he got up from his seat and left. Now there was only me and Rex.
"Take off your jacket." He suddenly demanded with his deep commanding tone.
Intoxicated by his smell, I compiled without any question. I took off my jacket and handed it to him. Then, he laid that jacket on my lap, covering my crotch.
"Take a deep breath, Alex." He commanded again. Like being hypnotized, I complied. Taking another big whiff of his scent.
"You like it? You like my strong natural smell?" Rex asked.
I nodded slowly. He's right. He has the strongest odor from all the jocks. It was distinctive too. I couldn't really explain it, but his musk was much more 'ripe'. I don't know biology, but it was like he has much more testosterone and pheromone than the other two jocks. It was much more 'manlier'. Just a little whiff of Rex's musk and my cock would be hard as steel.
"Of course you do! It takes hard work to produce such a manly smell like this." He smiled,
"Look at my pit, Alex," Rex commanded again. I immediately looked at his smooth-shaven pit, it was wet from all his sweat. His entire body was drenched, making it glistened under the lights. "You like my pit, Alex?"
"Y-Yes, Rex. It's so sweaty and beautiful." I complimented him.
"I bet you wanna lick it." He said casually. It's true, I wanted to lick it. Not just lick, I wanted to worship it.
"Y-Yeah, Rex. I bet it's warm and delicious."
After I said that, a man was passing in the row behind us, and in the process, he bumped into Rex's head. Because the man that bumped into him was pretty huge, the impact made Rex lean towards me so that my face was buried in his pit.
I took another big whiff as soon as his warm, wet tender armpit made contact with my face. Not wanting to miss the opportunity, I let out my tongue and gave his armpit a couple licks.
He let out a small moan. I knew he liked it, but he immediately withdrew his pit from my face because we were in a public place. I knew he wanted me to keep licking his ripe armpit, but letting thousands of people watch his armpit getting licked by a nerd? Well, it was not ethical nor good for his reputation.
"Shit, Alex," Rex said as he let out a sigh.
"You fucking love it, didn't you?" He added, grabbing my hand and putting it on his singlet-covered bulging abs. The sweat made the singlet hugged his body tighter. I could see every single curve on his body.
"Do you know the hard work I got to do to smell and sweat like this?" He said as he wrapped his arms around my back. "This is what happens after a man pleasuring five girls, Alex. Five. One hour of thrusting my cock into five bitches."
"I bet you're hard as fuck, Alex." He said as he slipped his hand under the jacket that covered my lap and felt my hard cock. A small moan escaped my mouth as his big hand explored my crotch.
"Shit! You ARE hard." Rex said enthusiastically. "It's okay, Alex. EVERY man gets hard after smelling and seeing my sweaty body. Straight or gay. It's natural"
I couldn't say anything at this point. His smell; the touch of his hand; and the sight of his body fueled my lust - taking control of my body once again. Then, he unbuttoned my jeans and pulled down the fly, sliding his hand deeper into my boxer briefs.
Rex grabbed Randall's jacket which was left in the seat and with his other hand, placed it upon his lap as well. Grabbing my hand, Rex slid it under the jacket to make me feel his 'anaconda'.
"Feel my cock, Alex. Feel the thing that needed five women to tame." Rex's cock was already semi-hard. I could feel the vein bulging all around his cock. Rex meanwhile, started to explore my balls, his hand - rubbing and tickling them gently.
"Oh, Rex." I finally said something for the first time after a while. "You... You're so powerful."
"Damn right, I am!" He said as his hand gently moved to my shaft. Meanwhile, I continued fondling his anaconda. "My cock is wet, right?" he asked.
"Y-Yes," I answered as all of my senses were getting stimulated.
"It's not just sweat. It's those bitches spit and pussy-juice as well. I didn't wash them off." Hearing his confession made my dick twitch. Feeling it move, he rubbed my cock more aggressively, grabbing the base of my cock and started to jerk it. Since my precum already covered my cock, his hand could stroke it easily.
I was trying really hard not to moan. At the same time, I kept caressing his singlet-covered cock as it kept getting harder and harder.
"You wish you were one of those bitches right? Those bitches rode this anaconda as hard as they could." Rex said as he kept stroking my cock. Meanwhile, I could feel a fresh wet spot on his singlet right where his cock-head was. He was leaking pre-cum. I didn't know if he leaked because of my touch or because of him reliving his sexual accomplishment; or both.
My breath was getting faster. Every single move his hand made took me to heaven. It was like he knew every single pleasurable spot on my cock.
Over time, his hand became wilder. He jerked my aching cock faster as he bragged about the sex he just had. My hand was also still resting on his hard pole. At this point, I was just caressing it since the amazing sensation created by his hand made me lose my concentration.
Then, I could feel my balls getting tighter, warning me of my impending bust. I knew he could feel it too but Rex didn't care. Instead, he increased the speed of his stroke.
"Rex... Fuucckkk...." I whispered as I looked at him in the eye. He flashed his evil smile as a response.
"REX!" I whimper as I grabbed his huge bicep with my free hand. I finally couldn't hold it anymore. He immediately wrapped his hand around my cock-head as load after load of warm, fresh semen spurting from my cock to his palm
His hand stayed inside my pants for a moment as he looked around, seeing if anybody was noticing what just happened. I could see a relieved face as he withdrew his hand from my cock carefully, trying not to spill the cum that was pooling on his palm.
I quickly arranged my jeans, as Rex sniffed the content on his palm. He looked around again to make sure no one was looking before he hungrily licked my cum off his palm. I glared at him in disbelief.
"What? I'm not gonna waste pure protein." He said as he made sure he licked it all clean.
I shook my head and turned my attention back to the field.
**
The game finally finished with a final score of 53 - 52. Rockhill Knights lost to the Everglade Rangers with a one-point difference. It was an upsetting defeat for Rockhill fans. At least the game was entertaining. For the first time, I actually enjoyed the game - yelling and cursing with the rest of the fans. It was pretty fun.
Rockhill players left the field and went back to the locker room without making eye contact with the spectators. It must have been more upsetting for them. Even though Luke played like the beast he is in the last two quarters, I could see a couple players yelling and hitting at him, blaming him for their loss. Luke just stared at the ground and took the blame directed at him. I felt bad for him. As soon as I saw what they did to him, I decided to send him a text.
'Hey, Luke! I just wanted to say you're doing amazing out there and I'm so proud of you!'
I know it was a cheesy and stupid text, but I wished it could cheer him up a bit when he read it.
One by one, the supporters started to leave the stadium. Rex, Randall, and I decided to hang out a little bit longer until the gate cleared a little more. All three of us talked about Rex's conquest at the half-time break and how I busted him having a threesome. It has been a long time since we had all joked and laughed like that.
As the stadium became quieter, we decided to go home. Just as we were about to leave, my phone rang. I looked at it to find that it was Luke.
'Thanks, Alex. Can you meet me alone in the old locker room now?"
I was confused about why he wanted to meet with me again. It seemed unlikely he wanted sex since it was an upsetting time for him but I couldn't think of any reason why he wanted to meet except for sex. The 'alone' part just strengthen the sex theory.
"Guys, you know what? You two should head back without me. I need to meet my friends first." I said to Rex and Randall.
Both of them looked confused, then Rex gave me a disapproving look.
"Friends? You never hang out with anyone other than us." Randall said.
"I think I should come with you. Somebody got assaulted a couple weeks back after a football game. It would be safer if I come with you." Rex said to me and Randall. That 'somebody' of course, was me.
"It's fine, Rex. There's like 5 of us. It's for a project." I made up an excuse. Rex still had a worried look on his face, like he sensed something wasn't right.
"All right." Rex finally gave in. "When you're alone and see someone suspicious, CALL US." He said, emphasizing the 'call us' part.
"I will." I gave them the widest fake smile.
"All right," Randall said as both of them headed to the exit.
I hurriedly went to the direction of the locker room after Rex and Randall disappeared from the exit gate.
After asking someone where the old locker room was, I finally arrived moments later. The old locker room was located in a pretty isolated area which is weird. It was located within a dusty hallway with just a flickering old neon lamp brightening the whole area. They definitely had some big layout changes to the stadium.
Learning my lesson, I knocked on the door first before I went in. After hearing an answer from what I believed to be Luke, I entered the room. Inside, Luke was sitting on a bench wearing nothing but his jockstrap. His muscles were still drenched in sweat from the game. Honestly, he looked pretty hot.
"Luke?" I called his name. "Why are you here? Are you okay?" I walked towards him and stopped right in front of him.
"I'm sorry." He said with a low voice.
"For what?" I was scratching my head, confused.
"For the loss. I dedicated this game to you and I lost." I could see genuine sadness on his face.
"Luke." I sat down beside him on the bench. "I don't need you to dedicate this game to me. You dedicated your body to me, that is enough." I added as I put my hand on his chest, playing with his nipple.
A loud moan escaped his mouth, and I could see the bulge in his jockstrap starting to get bigger.
"I'm proud of you." I complimented him and gave him a gentle kiss on the lips.
Then, footsteps could be heard from afar and they got louder and louder. They definitely weren't the footsteps of one or two people. It sounded like the footsteps of a group of soldiers who were walking towards enemy territory.
Luke looked at me nervously. It was like he was the enemy in hiding and those soldiers were about to capture him. "Hide!"
I was confused and didn't move. Seeing me not react, he grabbed and pushed me into an old locker. Just as he slammed the locker door shut, the door to the room swung open and a group of muscular men marched in. I've seen their faces before. They were Luke's teammates.
Just like Luke, they were covered in sweat and wore nothing but jockstraps, shoulder pads, and shoes. Some of them even still have the 'war paint' on their faces.
I was confused as to what they were doing.
Luke's teammates then surrounded him, making a semi-circle formation. There were a lot of dudes. Probably more than 50. The entire team was there, including the back-up players.
The room was silent, nobody said anything. It was creepy as fuck. It looked like some cult shit.
Then, the smell hits me. The familiar and horny smell of man musk. More than fifty testosterone-filled football players gathered in a poorly ventilated room so of course, the smell was getting stronger with each passing minute. My senses were stimulated again. Seeing those half-naked boys in every shape and size combined with their manly smell made my dick rise.
Not long after, another 3 people came in. One had blond hair, one had black hair, and the other was bald. They were much older than the players but definitely not physically inferior to them. Even though they were all in their 40's or 50's, they all had bulging pecs and abs. If their faces were covered in a paper bag, I wouldn't have guessed they were middle-aged men. All of them wore nothing except jockstraps and whistles around their necks. It was definitely their coaches since two of them were guys Luke had been arguing with at the beginning of the second half.
"Is everybody here?" One of the coaches asked as he locked the door.
"YES, COACH!" all of them answer in unison.
"Good. You all know why we're here." the coach with the bald head said as he walked towards Luke.
"You know, Man always focuses on what they have to do." The blond coach said in a loud voice as he also walked towards Luke, "Man always gives everything they got to win. Man is strong. Not easily distracted. I believe all of my players are real men."
"But apparently, one of you did not play as a MAN tonight." The black-haired coach said from behind. "And what did this player cost us? OUR DIGNITY. For the first time in HISTORY, Rockhill Knights lost to Everglade Rangers."
Luke didn't move a single muscle as he stood there in front of the players and coaches. He looked at the ground, unable to make eye contact with any of them. He clenched his fists tightly, a sign that he was nervous. Luke was one of the biggest men standing in that room, yet he was the most terrified one at that moment. He knew the coaches were talking about his fucked-up performance.
"You all know what we're going to do right now." The black-haired coach said as he walked to Luke. "We're going to make that player a man again. A REAL MAN."
"YES, COACH!" Just like robots, all the players answered in unison.
"Luke." The bald coach looked at Luke with a murderous stare. "You fucked us up tonight."
"YES, COACH!" Luke yelled, finally facing them.
"You're not a man tonight." The blond coach said.
"YES, COACH!" Luke yelled again.
"Yes, what?" The bald coach slapped the back of his head. The slapping sound could be heard echo through the room.
"I'M NOT A REAL MAN TONIGHT, COACH!"
"You know our tradition. When a player is not being a real man, we're gonna help that player to get MANified."
"YES, COACH!" Luke yelled again.
"We will give you pieces of our manhood so you can be a real man again!" The bald coach said as he grabbed Luke's cheeks.
I could see Luke getting more and more nervous. Tradition? Manified? I got so many questions at that moment.
"You know what to do. Get into position!" The black-haired coach instructed Luke.
"YES, COACH!" Without hesitation, he quickly fell to his knees.
Then, something unpredictable happened. All three muscular coaches dropped their jockstraps, revealing their already rock-hard cocks. They have very distinct cock from one another. The bald coach's cock was long, but not very thick; the blond coach's cock was thick but not very long; the black-haired coach's meanwhile, was a complete package, it was thick and long even though it wasn't as big as Luke's.
Another distinct feature was the bald and the blond coaches didn't have body hair. In contrast, the black-haired coach had thick hair covering almost every single inch of his body, like a gorilla. His pubes were thick as hell. His cock looked like a mushroom that grew around lush black grass.
My jaw dropped. I didn't expect this.
The coaches then moved to their position. The bald coach was standing in front of Luke while the blond and the black-haired coach stood at Luke's right and left side respectively.
"We're going to give you our man-seeds, Luke. Seeds that are going to be absorbed by your body. Seeds that will turn you back into a real man." The bald coach said as he stroked his dick. "You have to work for it though. Make us give it to you."
"YES, COACH!" Luke yelled, understanding the command that was given to him. Without any shame or hesitation, he grabbed the bald coach's cock and slid it into his mouth.
"Fuck yeah..." The bald coach whispered as Luke started to explore his long cock with his tongue. Inch-after-inch of the coach's lengthy cock disappeared into his mouth. After about 3/4 of the cock disappeared into his warm jock mouth, Luke began to cough uncontrollably.
"Ah, so I've hit the limit." The coach said with both of his hands on his waist. "Not bad."
Then, Luke slowly slid the coach's cock out of his mouth before slipping it in again. Every time he reached the cock-head, Luke would gently play with it, focusing his tongue on the frenulum.
Moans could be heard coming out of the bald bastard's mouth. The other two coaches could be seen starting to play with their own manhood. Seeing the obscene scene in front of them, the players reacted as well. The bulge in their jockstrap became bigger. Some of them even subtly rubbed their cock slowly.
Over time, The coach's moan became louder as Luke quickened his movement. He slid the cock in-and-out of his mouth rapidly, bobbing his head forward-and-backward like a professional.
"Holy fucking shit! Y-You're good at this, son!" The bald bastard said as he began to move his hips forward to meet Luke's mouth.
Then, since his hands were free, Luke grabbed the other two coaches' dicks - that has been with their own precum and spit - and started to jerk them.
The moan of the three middle-aged perverts filled the crowded room. As the scene became hotter, the players were finding it difficult to control themselves. At that point, a lot of them were openly stroking their jockstrap-covered cocks as their eyes glued to the lewd action between their coach and one of their biggest teammates.
Luke sucked the cock faster-and-faster until eventually, it was all too much for the bald coach. The coach pulled his cock out, jerked it furiously until eventually, he reached his limit.
"FUCK! LUKE! HERE'S MY MAN-SEED! FUUUCCCKKKK!!"
The bald coach's cock erupted massively like the Krakatoa Mountain in the 1800s. Globs after globs of cum kept pouring out of his piss-slit, landed on Luke's face and hair. Shocked, Luke stopped jerking the other two coaches.
"HOLY SHIT!" The bald bastard said as he laughed. "I never cum this soon! You're better than my wife, son!" he added as he ruffled Luke's hair.
"My turn!" The hairy coach then took over the bald man's spot and stood in front of Luke. "I want you to smell my crotch first, son! I want you to experience a real man's smell!" He commanded as he put his hands on his hips.
"YES, COACH!" Luke yelled as he pushed his face against the coach's crotch and took a really deep breath.
"That's it, son!" He said as he pushed Luke's head against his crotch. "You know the pubes stored pheromones and testosterone in them, making them smell more manly."
I never really paid attention to biology class when I was in high school, but I knew what the coach said was untrue. Still, it was a pretty hot sight.
"My wife loves it when I get home sweaty like this. She would spend a long time just smelling my crotch before eventually riding my cock like a cowgirl all night long. It's like the smell makes her more energetic." The coach explained as Luke moved his head to his balls, smelling them. "You like it?"
"YES, COACH! THANK YOU, COACH!" He yelled as he kept burying his face in his balls.
The coach pulled Luke's face away and slapped him hard. "Now open your mouth!"
As soon as Luke opened his mouth, The coach shoved his massive cock in. The force and the sudden movement made Luke fall back to the ground on his back. Instead of stopping, the coach continued pumping his cock into Luke's mouth.
"THIS IS WHAT YOU GET FOR RUINING TONIGHT'S GAME!" He yelled as he roughly fucked Luke's jock mouth. Pitted to the ground, Luke couldn't do anything. Surrendering himself to the coach brutal penetration.
Apparently, the sight of their teammate being violated brutally by their own coach was turning the players even more. Some of them pulled their cocks out from their jockstraps and jerked them. Some were beginning to pinch their own nipples. All of them were busy with either their cock or nipples. To be honest, it was a pretty hot sight.
The sight was proving to be stimulating to the blond coach too as he could be seen stroking his cock even faster. I could see Luke struggling at first, but he finally gave up. In the end, he just laid there taking the coach's huge cock in-and-out of his mouth. I felt really bad for him.
After what felt like hours, the coach finally stopped. He pulled his cock and pulled Luke's hair to make him get up. I finally could see Luke's face for the first time. His face was as red as a stop sign, with spit, precum, and cum from the bald coach still covering his face. "Get on all fours like a bitch you are!"
Luke did as commanded and the coach slammed his cock into Luke's mouth once again. The brutal skullfuck continued. The coach pulled Luke's hair so his head couldn't move
The blond coach walked behind Luke to admire that big, muscular ass as he kept stroking his thick manhood. He slapped Luke's ass really hard a couple times - deafening slaps sound could be heard echoing across the room.
Then, the blond coach knelt right behind Luke's ass. Knowing what the blond coach was about to do, the bald coach who was resting after the explosive orgasm he just experienced, stopped him - grabbing the blond coach's shoulder he shook his head in disapproval.
"I'm not going to. Relax." The blond coach whispered to his friend. Then, he started to caress Luke's bubble butt, squeezing, and feeling the smooth skin. "Damn, son. Your ass is bigger than my wife's!"
Then, he started to glide his cock-head all over Luke's ass-cheeks, covering them with his pre-cum - which has been flowing non-stop. After satisfying his feel of Luke's smooth ass-cheeks with his red, wet cock-head, he slipped his cock into his crack.
Luke jolted as he felt the thick rod slipped into his crack. Just like he promised to his friend, he didn't ram it into Luke's ass. Instead, He just slid the thick manhood up-and-down his crack.
The scene became hotter for the other players. Now all of them had their cocks out. Their hands were on their bodies, stimulating them in various ways. Some were stroking their dicks; some were playing with their balls; some even stroked each other's cocks. A pair of players could even be seen facing each other, playing 'swordfight' with their cocks as they played with each other's nipples. At this point, they didn't care. Their lust filled minds had taken control of their inhibitions. They wanted nothing but pleasure themselves.
Moans could be heard getting louder and louder at this point, the coaches were not the only ones filled with ecstasy.
The scene became more and more intense. Both coaches increased the rhythm of their movement - humping Luke's mouth and ass vigorously - trying to get as much pleasure as they could from Luke's body.
The moan of the vicious black-haired coach becoming even louder, it sounded more like a scream. His body became tenser until eventually, his entire body jolted like crazy.
"TAKE MY SEED YOU FUCKER!!!" He yelled as he pushed his cock deeper into Luke's mouth and held his head still so he couldn't move. I could see his monster cock pulsing as he shot load after load of his man-seed into Luke's mouth. He cummed so much that some of it dripped down from the side of Luke's mouth.
"OOHHHH FUUCCCKKKK!!!" Not long after, another scream was heard. This time, the blond coach was reaching the point of no return. He pulled his cock away from Luke's bubble butt and stood up before another explosive orgasm could be seen. Ropes of warm, thick cum flew from the blond coach's thick pole and landed all over Luke's back.
Both coaches then moved away leaving Luke on all fours coughing like crazy as his mouth tried to clear the coach's seed from his airway.
I couldn't believe that his own coaches did this to him. At that moment, I remembered that they say this was tradition. I was shocked. They did this to a lot of players. They were nothing but sexual offenders.
Meanwhile, all his teammates didn't stop playing with their cocks and nipples. They kept going, not caring that the show was over.
"Get into position, Luke!" The black-haired coach commanded. Still weak, Luke tried his best to move, standing up before laying back on the old bench behind him that the bald coach moved before.
"Looks like you boys enjoyed it." The blond coach said to the players who were still busy stimulating themselves. "Are you boys ready for the next step?"
"YES, COACH!" All the players yelled without letting go of their cocks.
"You boys know what you have to do." The blond coach said as all the coaches went to the side. "Whenever you're ready."
With that, all the players started to stroke their cock more intensely Moans filled the room again. It was an unbelievable sight. More than 50 sweaty muscular dudes were naked, jerking off without any shame in front of each other. They looked more focused at that point. They were like a group of soldiers on a mission. The mission? To cum.
"C-Coach! Permission to cum!" One of the players, who I knew was the running back, asked the coach. His whole body was trembling. He was like a bomb about to explode.
"Granted, son." The black-haired coach said and the running back ran to Luke who was laying down on the bench.
"Ahh... Ahhh. AAHHH... FUUCCKKK!!" The bomb finally went off. Ropes of thick, white man-juice were flying out of the running back's cock and landed on Luke's abs and chest.
"Permission to cum, coach!"
"Permission to cum, coach!"
"Permission to cum, coach!"
The running back was like a trigger. One by one, Luke's teammates were reaching the edge. Just like the running back, the one that was granted to cum walked towards Luke before eventually blowing their thick football load all over Luke's body.
The room started to become chaotic as a lot of players asked permission to cum at once. The coaches were clearly overwhelmed. What could they expect when they ordered more than 50 young testosterone-filled horny boys to jerk-off?
"ALL OF YOU ARE ALLOWED TO CUM! JUST MAKE SURE COVERED LUKE WITH YOUR MAN-SEED!" One of the coaches yelled as the room was incredibly noisy - filled with the sound of the players asking permission to cum.
Then the players became quiet before eventually, the sounds of moaning came back. Obedient to their coach, whoever reached the point of no return headed towards Luke, spraying him with their baby batter.
I felt bad for Luke but I got to say it was a hot scene! Seeing 5 to 10 players cumming all over Luke's body at once was incredibly arousing. And they came A LOT. There was even a guy that shot 10 thick ropes of cum towards Luke. I was amazed! I thought he wasn't gonna stop!
After what felt like an eternity, all of the players finally had their orgasms. Their mission was accomplished.
Luke was just laying there without a word. His entire body - from head to toe - was covered with thick white goo.
As the actions ended, I finally snapped back into reality. I looked down and learned that my cock was out with my right hand wrapped around it. The scene was so fucking hot and hypnotic I hadn't even realized I was jerking my own cock.
"Now that all of us have bestowed you with our man-seed, we hope your body absorbs our manly essence and you can come back to being a real man again tomorrow." The black-haired coach said to Luke as he put his clothes back on.
"Y-Yes, coach. Thank you, coach." Luke said.
"Boys, back to the locker! Except you Luke!" The bald coach said as they headed to the door. "You can clean yourself here." The coach added as he glanced at Luke from head to toe.
Minutes later, the room was deserted once again. After feeling that it was finally safe, I came out of the locker.
"Luke," I called while slowly walking towards him.
"Alex." Luke looked at me, still laying on the bench drenched in his teammate's cum. "How was it?"
I was taken aback by his question, Totally confused by what he meant.
"Do you like what you see, Alex? Am I a good fag?" Luke asked again, adding context to his previous question. I could see him slowly licked his lips seductively, tasting his own teammate's jizz in the process. I didn't know what to say but seeing him acting like this made me horny. My dick that had slowly gotten soft was now getting hard again. Considering what I just witnessed, I should be mad and sad. My good friend was just abused and degraded. But I didn't. I was mad at myself for this.
But it was not just me who was horny. I looked at Luke's crotch and I could see his monster cock filling his tight jockstrap, struggling to break free. 'Is the abuse turning him on? Or the fact that I was there watching him get abused turning him on?' I wondered to myself.
"Is seeing me like this making you hard, Alex?" He asked again as he got up from his position so now he was sitting at the bench.
I was just looking at him and didn't budge. I could feel lust slowly taking over my brain once again but I still had control of it.
Seeing that I didn't react, he showed me a cunning smile and decided to get up. He definitely had something on his mind.
I was right. He knew I couldn't resist his muscles. It was my weakness when it came to him. So he decided to do some posing, right there with cum covering his entire body.
He started with a classic double bicep pose, showing his cum-coated biceps for me to see. Then, he flexed his massive chest that was glistened under the dim light. Now, lust finally clouded my brain. I couldn't think straight anymore. Just looking at him in awe, like I was hypnotized.
He smiled again as he saw me slowly take off my clothes - starting with my jacket and shirt before slipping out of my jeans and boxer briefs in one firm tug, exposing my hard, aching cock for him to see.
Seeing me turned on apparently turned him on more and more. As he kept posing, I could see his cock getting stiffer and stiffer - to the point that his jockstrap didn't really cover anything. His monster cock was so hard and heavy that his jockstrap pouch was jutting forward, exposing his shaft.
The thing about Luke was that he always wore a worn-out jockstrap during every game. It was like his good-luck charm. The jockstrap that he wore that day was probably the most worn-out one he had. The color was turning yellow-ish and I could see the tears here and there getting bigger as his cock strained it more and more.
I just kept watching him do all these poses as I slowly stroked my cock. I couldn't take my eyes off of him. If there were people there, NOBODY would have taken their eyes off him.
Then, he did one final pose.
He flexed his ass and suddenly, his jockstrap ripped to pieces and fell to the ground. Exposing his rock-hard monster to me.
It was my trigger. I couldn't handle it anymore.
I ran to him and started to kiss him, rubbed my naked smooth body against his hard cum-covered body as our tongues were deep in each other's mouth. I could feel my body becoming slimy and wet as cum began sticking to my skin.
After kissing for quite some time, I ordered him to sit on the bench. I scooped some of the cum with my cock from his abs, then waved it in front of his face, teasing him. He groaned and moaned, begging me to let him lick it
"You want this really bad, huh?" I said as I kept waving my dick.
"Yes, Alex."
"What a fucking cock-addict! You just sucked like three cocks, Luke." I mocked him.
"I-I NEED your cock, Alex. It's... It's the most beautiful cock I've ever seen." he said as he licked his lips as his eyes were glued to my cock.
"Fine! Lick the cum off of my cock!" His eyes lit up as he heard my command. Just like a kid with popsicles, he excitedly licked every single inch of my cock. There was not a single spot his tongue didn't explore. This time, he fondled my balls with his rough hand. It was a brand new sensation for me. A sensation that I wished would forever last.
Not long after, my entire cock was covered in his saliva. The incredibly pleasurable sensation was once again overriding my brain. I needed more.
"Open your mouth, you cocksucker!" I ordered the 300lb monster who was panting like a bitch in heat.
Like a good dog, he immediately complied. As soon as he opened his mouth, I rammed my cock inside. "Suck me like you sucked your coaches!"
For the second time that day, The muscular football player was sucking my cock.
"Were they teaching you how to suck dick on your high school football team, Luke? Cause shit, you're fucking good at this!" I complimented him. I could see his cock twitch when he heard it.
"Maybe I should invite all my nerd friends to our apartment sometime. You can suck our cocks all night long." I said to him. He immediately moaned and his cock was twitching again. A glob of cum could be seen dripping from his cock. The idea was making him excited.
"Or maybe I should invite them here now to punish you for your bad performance at tonight's game? They're part of Rockhill State. They deserve to punish you. They could tear your loser ass with their nerd dicks until you begged them to stop." Of course I was bluffing. I didn't really have any 'nerd' friends. Hell, I didn't really have good friends besides my three hunky roommates.
At that point, I wished I did. He definitely loved the idea as another moan could be heard from his mouth and an additional glob of pre-cum also dripped from his monster cock.
I didn't know it was possible but he sucked me even harder than the last time. It was as if what I had said to him made him more vigorous. His wet warm tongue danced all around my cock's sensitive spots. It drove me fucking wild making me moan and writh.
As I was about to bust, I pulled my cock out.
"What all those guys did to you made you horned up, huh?" I asked as I watched him catching his breath. His muscular chest was heaving up and down.
"No. You made me horned up." He answered, looking at me in the eye before rubbing his huge hand all-over my small cum-soaked body. "Alex, Your body is covered by those bastards cum."
I loved how his rough hands felt against my smooth body, especially when they rubbed my sensitive nipples.
"Can I clean it? Permission to clean you with my tongue, Alex?" He said as he stopped moving his hand.
"Sure." With that, he started to kiss my small abs before lapping at it like a hungry dog. His hands were busy too, of course, continuing caressing my small body.
"I've been horny ever since I set foot on that field, Alex." He said as he worshipped my lean body.
"Ooohh... Right after we fuck? That fast?" I moaned as his tongue explored my navel.
"Yes, Alex." He began to kiss my chest now. "Just being out there wearing the jersey that was covered with your cum made me boned up." He confessed.
"Aahhh... I-Is that why you kept kissing and sniffing the Rockhill mascot on your collar? Ooohhh..." At this point, he was licking the cum off of my nipples, playing with them in the process.
"Yes, Alex. The smell of your cum strangely made me more energetic." He said as he moved to my armpit.
"Did it turn you on that at the game all your fans and teammates didn't know that just minutes before you were being fucked by a nerd?" I asked him.
He responded with a loud moan as his face was buried deep in my armpit.
"Fuck, everybody was cheering you like you're a fucking hero while the truth is you're nothing but a bitch. A fucking cocksucker." I degraded him. He moaned again as he lapped my armpit faster. I could see him grabbing his monster cock and started to jerk it.
"You ran around this field and behind those shiny pants your ass was still gaping from me fucking you. Is that making you proud?" I added.
He was now licking my neck, replying to my question with another moan. He jerked his cock faster at this point. My degradation just made him hornier.
"You're pathetic." Hearing his 'confessions' turned me on even more. Pre-cum kept flowing from my cock. It was time for the main event.
"Down on all fours, Luke!" He quickly stopped licking my body and assumed the position I demanded of him. He knew what I was going to do since he positioned himself so I was facing his bubble butt. I could see his pink chute twitched a couple times. It looked like it was begging to be used.
I teased him first by rubbing my cock all over his crack, just like one of his coaches did.
"Ooohh Alex..." He moaned as his body shuddered in excitement.
"You want this in, Luke?" I asked as I rubbed my cock-head against his aching hole. His hole twitched again uncontrollably, trying to pull my cock inside.
"Yes, Alex. Put it in, please." It was hot hearing him begging like this in his husky voice.
"You have to work for it. Put it in yourself." I challenged him. His hand immediately tried to reach out my cock, but I pushed it away. "Without using your hand," I added.
Then, he started to move his hips backward, trying to slip my cock into his ass. The thing is, my cock was wet and slippery from all the pre-cum it produced so it was not that easy. My cock slipped across his crack and cheeks a couple times, but he kept trying harder and harder. He was so committed to his task like his life depended on it.
"AAAHHHHHHH!!!" We both moaned moments later as my cock was finally entering his hungry jock-pussy.
He rotated his hips as my cock slid into his cunt, making his cheeks shake like crazy. Seeing that and with the feeling of his sphincter clenching my cock made me lose my mind. The pleasure he created was the only thing in my mind. Everything else was blank.
Moans slipped from our mouths as he started to slide my cock in-and-out of his ass. He eagerly slammed back against my hips causing a loud slapping sound. He was driving his ass towards me so fucking hard that we were slowly moving backward without me even realizing it.
"Aaahhhh... Alex... Oooohh... Your cock... So good... Will never get enough of it... Fuucckkk..." Luke moaned as his jock-pussy milked my nerd cock.
"Oohhhhh Luke... You're a good boy... Aahhh... You're MY good boy..." I responded as my brain was filled with ecstasy.
Then, I started to explore his amazing physique once again with my hands. His incredible body never ceased to amaze me. My right hand began to roam across his back before settling on his massive pec, squeezing it. My left hand, however, was fondling his balls. His moan became louder as every sensitive spot on his body was stimulated.
"Ohhh Fuck yes! Ahhh... My body is yours, Alex! Ahhhh...." Luke mumbled as my touch made him more verbal.
After spending some time massaging his massive balls, I moved my left hand to his wet rock-hard cock. Wrapping my hand around his shaft, he was practically fucking my hand since he was moving his hips forward and backward.
"OOHHHH ALEX!!" Luke moaned as he was increased the speed of his hips, trying to fuck my hand faster while also trying to make my cock plow him harder. His body was moving uncontrollably. It looked like he was possessed.
"You are my fucking dairy cow, you hear me?" I said as I fondled his cock and nipple.
"Yes, Alex." He answered immediately.
"Yes, what?"
"I'm your fucking dairy cow." He said very proudly, which made his dick twitch as he said it.
"You like being milked like this, don't you?"
"Y-Yes..."
"You're a fucking cow. You can't talk. You moo!" I said as I slapped his back hard.
"MOOOO!!" Luke moo'd, imitating the sound of a dairy cow.
"Good boy." I complimented him as I started to move my left hand to jerk his cock.
"MOOOOOOOO!!" He kept mooing louder and louder as I increased the intensity of my hand movement. I was pinching his nipple and jerking his cock furiously.
I was in heaven. The combination of touching his football player body and the feeling of his tight jock-hole around my cock and made my mind dissipate into a maze of fire. I didn't know how long I was doing that until finally...
"MMMMOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!" He yelled as his cock finally exploded, spewing load after load of his creamy man-juice to the floor. His body was shaking like crazy. It was probably the biggest orgasm he ever experienced since ropes after ropes of cum just kept flying from his monster dick.
He suddenly stopped his movement after he finished cumming. I could feel I almost reached my climax so I decided to fuck his ass furiously, thrusting my cock as fast as I could. I could feel he was deliberately clenching his muscular ass and strong sphincter, massaging and squeezing my cock. A couple minutes later, I reached the point of no return.
"TAKE MY CUM YOU FUCKING COW!!! AAAHHHHHH!!!" I pushed my cock as deep as I could as my cock erupted, spurting gushes of warm cum like a fire hose.
I collapsed to the floor as soon as I finished injecting my cum into his jock-hole. My energy was drained. I couldn't even stand up as my legs were shaking. I immediately leaned against the old locker behind me. Luke was still on all fours. His teammate's cum that had covered his body was washed away by the enormous amount of sweat his body created.
After catching his breath for a moment, he finally stood up. I just looked at him as I was so exhausted, I couldn't move a single muscle on my body. He then scooped me up like a baby and carried me to the old shower room adjacent to the locker room.
He turned on the warm water before putting me down. I felt energy starting to fill my body again as warm water flowed over my skin. Then, Luke started to rub my skin with his hand, making sure not even a single speck of dirt was left on my body. After he finished, I did the same to him. We didn't use soap since there wasn't any.
We dried ourselves with an old towel that was left there after we finished. We shouldn't have used this, but that was our only option to dry ourselves. At that point, I just hope I wouldn't get ringworm or any other skin disease.
I put my clothes on as Luke was only wearing a towel wrapped around his waist as he left his clean clothes at the team's 'real' locker room. He grabbed his jock and shoulder-pads and we headed to the locker room.
The locker room was already deserted at that point. He quickly put on his shirt and stored his football equipment. The room was quiet since both of us didn't talk. We were too tired to talk. We exited the stadium moments later.
"So, did you actually like it?" I opened up a conversation as we walked to our dorm, the silence was slowly killing me.
"Like what?" Luke asked, a little confused.
"What your coach and teammates did to you. Be honest." I answered.
He was quiet for a moment. "No. Not really."
"Good. Because I didn't like it either."
"You didn't?" He was a little bit surprised. Maybe he thought I would like seeing him degraded by other people like that.
"I mean, I like dominating you. But seeing other people do it... It's just... Wrong." I said to him.
"It feels wrong, Alex. I'm yours. My body is yours. But I couldn't just refuse what they did. This is a tradition. A punishment they do when a player fucked-up and I fucked-up big time tonight. It's the first time they did it to me." He explained, grabbing my hand. I was so surprised that he did this since we were in public. It was in the middle of the night but still, someone could see us.
"I'm sorry. I thought it would turn you on seeing me treated like that. That's why I called you." He added, looking down in shame.
"It's okay. Make sure you don't fuck up in the future, then." I said, squeezing his hand.