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The Lacrosse Ten Part 5
"I guess it's me."
The muscular figure of Matt Nabors moved forward, his painfully stiff cock leading the way. His beautiful tan was set off against the white of the skin that had been covered by his swimsuit.
He came to a stop in front of Noah, his perfect V shaped body visibly shaking.
"It's okay Matt! The hardest part is over now! It's gonna be okay!
Your teammates are still your friends, still your brothers! If fact, we're gonna be closer than ever now! I'm in awe of the balls it took for you to present yourself to us, and I speak for every man here!"
Yells of: "Fucking A!" "Real balls man!" "With you Matt!" from the crowd bolstered Matt's courage. The shakes calmed.
The crowd drew closer.
Noah put a hand on Matt's shoulder:
"Matt, have you sucked before?"
"No, never. I've been fighting it off since Freshman year, and I'm a Sophomore now. I couldn't risk losing my friends, embarrassing my parents. I couldn't face the ridicule, so I've just been fighting it inside."
Thanks to the steam and showers only Noah could see the tears in Matt's eyes.
Noah turned Matt to face the team:
"Brothers, this is the bravest man I know. I want us all to do right by him, respect him, cherish him. We're with you. None of us have your guts. We've got you whether you stay in the closet to everyone else outside The Ten or not. We've got your back. It's all okay now."
A chorus of "Fuck yeah!" And "My man!" erupted from the team.
Noah turned Matt to face him again.
"Matt, by kneeling in front of me you're telling us all you want to become our Cocksucker. Is that right? You do this of your own free will and desire? Do you understand what's expected of you?"
Matt nodded emphatically: "Yes!"
"Okay you gutsy bastard, I want you to kiss my biceps. One kiss for each one. It's a first, small step. You can back out at this point."
Noah posed with both arms pumped. Matt leaned in to plant a firm kiss on each baseball.
"Now kiss my pecs and nipples."
Matt leaned into the hard chest of the team captain. He kissed and he kissed and he kissed as he darted his head from one meaty mound to the next. His tongue lazed across the hot nubbins of Noah's nipples.
"I'm coming! Ahhh fuck fuck fuckkkk!"
Loud cries from Freshman Casey McNamara signaled he was blowing his load, firing heavy streams as he lost his balance. His best buddy Freshman Mike Andante shot a hand out to steady him.
Noah spoke:
"Matt, if you don't stop now, take this chance to back out, well, it's gonna get hardcore from now on. I'm gonna give you orders. I'm gonna call you names. I'm gonna take you and show you your true nature. Are you still sure this is what you want?"
"Yes sir Captain! I've wasted too much time jacking off with an empty mouth to back out now. I'm gonna try hard to do it right, Captain, real hard! I may not be very good at first, but I swear I'll get better if the guys will help me practice!"
"Team! listen up! I'm gonna tell you something important! Pay attention!"
"I better never hear the word "faggot" or "queer" or "nancyboy" or anything else derogatory about Matt! It's fine to call him "Cocksucker" because that's what he does, it's not derogatory. It's what he volunteered for. But never "faggot"! Not even when kidding around! You fuckers understand me?"
"Yes sir!" "Understood Captain". "Got it!"
For he was the Captain, and the Captain's word was law.
Noah looked hard into Matt's eyes:
"This is your last chance to back out Matt. If you go to your knees we'll all understand what you want, but if you're not sure, keep standing. Make the right decision for you, buddy, not for us."
Loudly, so the team could hear:
"I want to kneel, Captain!"
Quietly, so only Noah could hear:
"I want you to be my first dick! I want to go down on you! I want you in my mouth, so I can please you, so I can worship you. Please, please!
I need to do this!"
Slow nods from Noah. A brilliant smile and flash of the emerald eyes.
Then loudly, so everyone could hear:
"Get on your fucking knees!"
Matt slammed his knees onto the towels.
He looked over his shoulder at his masturbating buddies:
"I'M ON MY KNEES FOR THE PRIVILEGE OF SUCKING CAPTAIN NOAH BUCHANAN!
I'M GONNA SUCK HIS DICK AND I WANT EVERYONE TO SEE ME DO IT!"
Unbidden he snaked his tongue directly into Noah's navel, feeling the tickle of the blond fuzziness. Digging hard with his tongue he heard the first moan escape Noah's throat.
He tugged at the hairs with his teeth as he moved his lips in and around the orifice. A few floated loose in his mouth and he quickly swallowed them.
He was slathering Noah's abs with spit so eagerly that he pushed Noah back, though Noah quickly caught his footing on the slippery tiles.
A full throated gasping moan from Noah had Matt plastering his mouth to Noah's bellybutton, the action of his tongue clearly visible by the movement of his jaws.
"Oh Fuck! Oh Fuck! I can't hold it!"
Sophomore Randy Crane tried to point his spasming cock away from his buddies, but they were packed so closely he couldn't help but hose several legs.