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Chapter 6
James ruminated, fixated on the fucking the coach had given to him earlier in the day. Even though sitting on the hard bench reminded him of how sore his hole was, he still began to get hard just thinking of the man. He was easily double his size. His upper body, especially his arms dwarfed James', allowing him to effortlessly pick up him up like a rag-doll and pummel his hole whilst standing with ease. He felt his cock twitch and subconsciously stroked his growing penis, which was struggling to find space in the tightly constrained white Speedo. Brought back to reality by the crowd cheering, James sat horrified realising his growing erection was freely visible to all. He hastily tried to stop the thoughts but was too late. The harder he tried not to think of the man, the more he thought of him. He remembered how turned on the man was when he looked at the pair in the mirror. To James it seemed like it made the man fuck him even harder and fiercer. Panicking, he could feel his foreskin sliding back due to the combined friction of his skin and fabric. Looking down, he saw the exposed glans of his penis leaking a steady stream of precum. His predicament was now worse, as the material of his swim brief was transparent, freely allowing any one to be able to see he was erect. James was desperate to get up and go to the bathroom to clean up, but felt frozen in place, fearful of being exposed to even more people.
The boy nearly jumped up when he felt firm hands squeezing his shoulders. "Hey lover," James didn't recognise the voice, but strangely found the kneading hands reassuringly commanding.
He slowly turned and looked up at the strange voice, the sun partially blocking his view. The voice came from a topless boy that looked James' age. He wore a bright red swim brief with a small black Raven emblem on the side. "Oh...hey, Sebastian", James replied sheepishly.
Sebastian continued to massage the boy's shoulders. He leaned closer and whispered into James' ear, "you trying to tempt everyone with your wares? Your cock is hard and your entire crack is see through with what I only assume is either Brad's or the coach's cum dripping out of your pussy. When do the rest of us get a go?"
The fellow swimmer continued to massage James shoulders. He kept his mouth close to James' ear, suddenly biting it, causing the boy to let out a loud yelp. The bite and intrusiveness of Sebastian quickly turned James' penis flaccid. Fellow swimmers and spectators looked briefly at the pair, but quickly resumed watching the races. Stunned at the brazenness of Sebastian and feeling incredibly awkward and vulnerable James decided now was the time to excuse himself and head to the locker room.
He was stopped as he slowly tried to stand by Sebastian, "I didn't say you could go anywhere just yet." The fellow student firmly kept his hands on James' shoulders pressing them down, forcing him to sit back down on the bench. He moved so he was in-front of James, with his crotch directly ahead of James' face, which had turned red with embarrassment.
James soon realised this could get worse as Sebastian slowly ground and pushed his package along the his nose.
Still in disbelief James tried to get Sebastian to stop, "the fuck...people can see this! Stop," he pleaded desperately. The request only seemed to make him want to push further, taking James head into his hands and acting like he was massaging his scalp whilst moving his bulge further into the boys face.
Frustrated, James didn't want this boy to be practically fucking his face in public. He was not out, and even if he was this would never be deemed acceptable in this school. Prior to today Sebastian had never said a word to him, apart from simple pleasantries. He always assumed he just didn't like him. They were in the same year group and shared similar classes. They were both the same height, with similar builds, yet on closer inspection James realised just how well defined his body was compared to his own. He had never seen him act like this when James used to watch the meets from the spectator stands, if anything he seemed like James, somewhat quiet and reserved.
"I'm going to the bathroom, move please" James tried saying assertively, almost pleading. He tried standing but was again stopped by a different hand on his left shoulder pushing him back down.
He looked up and saw it was Dale, another boy in his year who also shared some classes. He knew both Sebastian and Dale were close friends. The pair looked similar standing side by side in their bright red swim briefs, although Sebastian's package looked to be larger and growing now compared to when he first saw it.
"Hope you're not going anywhere just yet," Dale loudly announced to James.
Sebastian and Dale looked and grinned at each other. They pivoted so they each held James' wrists and sat adjacent to him. "Before any meet the coach forbids us from jerking off or any type of sex. It's supposed to make us perform better. But we're finished for the day and it looks like yours is just beginning" Sebastian explained to a struggling James.
Both boys began to roughly grab and pinch James. Dale began to rub James' penis through the fabric of his brief. Sebastian conversely, pinched and squeezed along the boy's inner thighs, working his way up the leg bands. Laughing, Dale commented "dude, how tight are these? Wait, did the coach make you wear this?"
Struggling to try and move and worried what others around them would think James became angrier, yet more anxious. He glanced around the stands and his team mates looking for anyone that could help make this stop. He saw his best friend, Noah, in the stands intently watching. James tried to convey to his friend he needed help, but was met with a shrug and Noah motioning that he was sandwiched tightly in the crowd, unable to freely move.
Sebastian advanced his hand and managed to pry open the leg bands. He moved forward and managed to slip the boy's penis out in the open. Desperate to try and cover himself, James futilely struggled, "please, not here, somewhere else" he begged.
Ignoring him Dale moved his hand away and up to James' nipples, letting Sebastian take over playing with the boy's foreskin, exposing his glans to all. He pinched his nipples, grinning as he did so, trying his best to make the boy writhe and squeak as much as possible.
"You two can't wait a few hours?" The coach said loudly in front of the trio. James had not even noticed his approach as he was too busy trying to simultaneously escape, cover himself and not draw even more attention to his plight.
"By that time his holes will be too loose to really enjoy. Besides, we haven't cum in over a week, sir. Our races are done, we're just...getting to know the new guy a bit more", Sebastian replied with a wink.
"I jerk off at least four times a day," Dale added, "we follow the rules...look at what he's wearing, it's so tight and nearly see through he's just asking for it...sir," he quickly included.
James looked up at the coach with pleading eyes, the man could make this embarrassment stop. Instead his heart sank when the man replied, "not here, you three are lucky your backs are to the parents so they can't see as much. Take him to the storage room - discretely."
Not needing any encouragement Dale and Sebastian both stood, still holding each of James' wrists and began to march away from the pool area. Dismayed that his cock was still partially out and unable to cover himself, James simply followed quickly to minimise his exposure.
"I wanna grab something quick, you take him and I'll meet you to there" Dale said just outside of the storage room.
"You don't fucking need it and you're not allowed, you know that" Sebastian said annoyed. "I don't want to have to babysit him."
"Less than a minute!" Dale replied whilst running to the locker room.
Away from the roaring crowds, James was dragged into the dimly lit room. Pumps and pipes filled most of the area, with a single sized mattress on the floor. As his eyes adjusted he saw shelves filled with sports equipment. His heart raced as he noticed on the floor four chains with handcuffs attached that were bolted into the floor, right next to the dirty mattress. Sebastian let go of his wrist and stood in front of him, resting his hands one on top of the other in front of his crotch. The look he was giving James made him feel uncomfortable. James wanted to run out of the room and he was about to try and turn and exit the building when Dale entered and slammed the door shut.
He watched as Dale strolled over to a shelf placed his phone on its side, facing the mattress. James heard the distinct sound effect playing that signalled that the phone was recording. Not having long to dwell on the recording he was startled when Dale picked up an object and threw it in his face. "Wear this, I don't want to see your cock while we're fucking you."
James examined the white jockstrap. He looked around the room again assessing if he could leave. The light streamed in from several skylight windows and the slatted walls, giving his adjusting eyes a better view. Realising he had no choice with Sebastian standing front of him and Dale resuming his position blocking the door, he complied. He peeled off the Speedo and began to pull up the jockstrap; which had a large waist band with thick white straps that tightly hugged his ass. He would normally feel turned on if only he wasn't stuck with his two new tormentors and the fumes in the room that had begun to make his eyes slightly water.
He watched as Sebastian began to strip off his swim brief and lay on his back on the mattress."Okay cocksucker, let's see your skills", Sebastian commented.
James sighed and willingly began to take the semi-hard cock into his mouth. Not allowing him more time to contemplate this, Dale moved to lock a handcuff on each wrist limiting his movement.
"Keep sucking, bitch, don't worry about him" Sebastian commanded as he pulled James' head back to focus on his cock.
James could hear Dale stripping and moving back to the shelves. Even though the pair had humiliated him outside James was enjoying sucking the dick in his mouth. He flicked his tongue on the underside of Sebastian's cut cock and moved his mouth slowly down to the base. He wondered if his gag reflex had lessoned thanks to Brad's training or it was because the penis was not as out of proportion compared to the coach and Brad's.
"Seb...remember that video last night?" Dale asked his fellow swimmer.
Laughing, Sebastian raised an eyebrow, "he's probably not ready for that. Besides that might break him for later."
"Come on, I've always wanted to try it. No one would know anyway, he's going to be tied and gagged all night tomorrow anyway," Dale replied almost whining.
James continued to try and please Sebastian with his mouth, not that he had much choice chained down and head held in place. He wondered what exactly the pair meant, when he heard Sebastian reply, "alright fine, it would be kind of hot, make sure the chains are tight and gag him though."
Dale pulled James by the hair off the cock in front of him, confused he tilted his head back to ease the pressure off when he saw his white Speedo rolled into a ball and headed directly for his mouth. He slumped in place and just let the teen gag him.
He watched, resting on his knees as Dale began to apply lubricant from a bottle on his friends rigid cock. "Ride him", Dale commanded, pushing James forward towards Sebastian's dick.
James was unsure of what to do as he had always been the one to be fucked into a position and not had to do anything before. He slowly squatted over the penis and tried lowering himself down. The handcuffs did not help with his balance and restricted his movement. Sebastian moved his hands so they interlaced with James' to help steady him, "careful not to break my dick, dude."
After a bit of trial and error, the boy felt the dick at his hole and tried to relax as he lowered himself down on the pole. As he slowly got used to the new position, he felt pain emanating from his gingerly sore hole, reminding him of the fucking the coach had given him earlier.
Not satisfied with his progress, impatiently Sebastian moved his hands to James' hips, pushing him down completely on the cock. James bared his teeth, sucking in the Speedo gag and breathing in with pain. He kept still trying to diffuse the discomfort he felt from the sudden intrusion.
"Move slowly up and down" Sebastian ordered him.
James slowly rode the cock, moving up until he sensed the head was about to exit his hole and then slid back down until he felt his buttocks firmly seated on Sebastian's pelvis. He repeated this motion again and again. Slowly he began to enjoy being able to control the pace, instead of having his hole rammed without regard to his comfort. The more he did it the more turned on he became. His dick became hard in the jockstrap and bent slightly to accomodate its growing size in the pouch. The front of the material began to dampen from his leaking precum.
James felt his upper back being pushed forward by Dale, until his face was parallel and almost touching Sebastian's face. He felt Sebastian's hands gripping his wrists, above the manacles, tightly pulling him down. Confused, he felt Dale move behind him and intense pressure at his hole. He cried out in pain as he quickly realised both boys were trying to fuck him at the same time.
The boy thrashed around trying to get away from the second cock, hell bent on trying to join the stationary cock lodged deep in his hole. As he moaned loudly in pain and tried moving he looked up, and realised Noah was on the roof intensely watching them. Incoherently mumbling at his friend James' view was cut short as the pain pulled him back into position.
"Go slowly, otherwise he will keep moving" Sebastian told Dale slightly irritated by his friend's impulsiveness.
Dale repositioned himself so his hard penis was positioned on top of his friends. He more slowly pressed forward, applying constant steady pressure to the tight hole. "Breathe, relax", Dale tried telling James, who in turn felt like telling him they could swap positions and he could see if it was that easy.
James felt his entire body shaking. He was in pain and hot, sandwiched between the two boys, who radiated excessive heat, in a poorly ventilated room and was trying to accomodate two cocks in his newly non-virgin hole. He wanted to laugh when he realised he thought at least it wasn't Brad and the coach trying this hellish position.
Dale continued to apply steady firm pressure until he felt the his head slowly push forward. The two boys were glad that James was gagged, as a loud scream erupted from the storage shed.
Encouraged Dale, continued to apply even more pressure until he felt his cock slide all the way forth until he bottomed out and was lodged deeply in James' ass. His cock flexed and rested against Sebastian's penis.
The only thing James could think about was the tearing sensation in his hole. He quickly realised to his relief the two boys weren't moving, which he was at least grateful for. For what felt like an eternity, James slowly began to adjust to the two dicks in his hole. His relief was short lived when he heard Sebastian order him, "ok, just like before, ride our cocks."
James felt despair as he had hoped that now the two had accomplished their goal they would either stop, or just do the fucking themselves. He felt because he was the one who had to move up and down on the cocks it made the sensation even worse as it was self-inflicted.
The boy gently began to move forward, easing the pressure on his hole. He begrudgingly moved back down again. He repeated the process and every time he did it felt like a sharp punch in his guts.
James suddenly felt Dale withdraw his cock, just as his ass was sliding up on the two cocks. Immense relief filled his body. He was surprised further when Sebastian effortlessly sat up and placed two hands under his arm pits and lifted him off his cock.
Suspicious about what the pair had in mind next James felt the two boys silently reposition him so he was on all fours. He felt a cock being rammed back into his hole, making him groan into the gag. James' chin was tilted up. He could see Sebastian's hard cock in-front of his face, but also Noah's face peering down into the room. Sebastian removed the damp Speedo from James' mouth and before giving the boy a chance to stretch his jaw muscles shoved his cock in, making him gag.
The pair fucked the boy rapidly from both ends until he heard Dale moaning behind him, his piston fucking reaching a crescendo. Seeing his friend climax, Sebastian held onto James' ears as he continuously thrust into the open mouth in front of him. James was struggling not to throw up on the dick, as the top kept making him gag from bottoming out. It was made worse when he suddenly felt a warm, slimy, salty liquid on his tongue. He realised this was the first time he had someone's cum in his mouth. He hated the taste and was about to spit it out when he heard Sebastian warn him, "swallow everything, you bitch."
James struggled to swallow and when he eventually did he had Dale replace his friend and ordered the boy to clean him. Satisfied, the pair began to dress in their Speedo's again, leaving James spent, recovering on the mattress.
"Don't look up just yet, but looks like we have a voyeur, Dale."