Date: Sat, 24 Sep 2022 09:33:39 +0000
From: glacierturtle <glacierturtle@proton.me>
Subject: Serving the Swim Team - Chapter 3

Chapter 3

"Dude, what the fuck happened to you?" Noah asked, looking up whilst laying
in bed, shocked at James' disheveled appearance. James had rushed back to
the dorm room after his encounter with Mr Eldritch. Quickly changing back
into his uniform and racing across campus to the safety of his dorm
room. He barely had time to look at himself in the mirror before leaving
the locker room: his tie was crooked; his shirt untucked and unevenly
buttoned, exposing parts of his abdomen; his jacket was not resting evenly
on his shoulders; and his belt unbuckled and his fly undone, exposing his
white briefs. He startled Noah when he came bursting into the room, who was
busy watching videos on his phone.

Noah looked James up and down, adding "were try outs that rough? You look
like shit."

James closed his eyes tightly. He had wished this would just end, now. The
last thing he wanted to do was to explain the events of the day. He didn't
even know if what had happened between him and Mr Eldritch meant he would
not be expelled or face other disciplinary action. More bothersome still
the man clearly wanted to fuck his virgin ass. Apparently, the swim team
had that privilege, so he'd just have to wait his turn. He didn't know what
was worse.

"It was rough, yeah" James replied bluntly, moving his way into the room
flopping face down on the single bed adjacent to Noah's bed.

Noah put down his phone and asked "you ready for dinner? I'm starving. I've
been waiting ages for you."

James felt a pang of guilt. Ever since he started at Ravenwood Academy he
and Noah were best friends. In truth, Noah was his only friend. They both
began school at the same time. Both were awarded scholarships due to their
academic promise. Both teens shared a room together at the campus since
starting. Both shared everything together, keeping no secrets. The only
time they weren't together was when they had different classes. Both pupils
were also gay - something James found great solace in. His school was an
otherwise highly conservative environment, to know he wasn't alone gave him
comfort. James almost not telling Noah what happened would be the first
time he had not been completely truthful to his friend.

"Sorry, but I'm not really hungry" James replied. As soon as he made the
comment his stomach grumbled loudly, complaining about lack of food.

Noah sat upright and leaned forward, "uh-huh, so you going to tell me what
happened or not? We both know something happened."

James sighed. He thought since getting back to the room it would be the
first time today he felt like he could wrestle control back. If it were
anybody else he would tell them to mind their own business. "OK, dinner
first, then I'll tell you" James replied, with a flat, emotionless
expression.

The two teenagers left the room, heading for the dining hall. As the pair
sat with their meals Noah no longer able to contain his curiosity asked,
"you got hard in the Speedo, didn't you?!" James simply looked up at Noah
and replied in a hushed, firm tone "not here. Later!"

James could tell Noah's mind was firing into overdrive trying to figure out
what happened, "was it some kind of hazing initiation thing?"

"Later!" James snapped, prompting other students in surrounding tables to
stop eating and look their way.

When the pair returned to their rooms Noah couldn't contain himself, he
locked the door and pushed James to sit on his bed whilst he sat
opposite. "Details, please!" Noah begged.

James took a deep breath and said, "look, it's not what you think. Brad
started...well...kissing me. He then jerked me off." Noah looked dubiously,
when he could see James' facial expression did not change he replied,
"really? Holy shit dude. Like, I knew you wanted to join just to get closer
to him, maybe even see him completely naked, but this. Wow."

Noah sat grinning for his friend, his facial expression became more serious
asking, "wait, why is this a bad thing for you?"

"He took my swim wear so I was naked and forced to stay in the pool. When I
eventually did get the courage to come out Mr Eldritch caught me, naked, in
the corridors" James replied glumly.

Noah's voice began to croak, "oh...so...what, what are they going to do to
you?"

"Well...I don't know, I hope nothing else seeing as though Mr Eldritch
already punished me", James replied whilst biting his nails.

"What did he do?" Noah asked, concerned about what could and did happen to
his friend.

"He spanked me...then...he, uh, jerked us both off. But before that rimmed
me."

Noah's eyebrows shot up, his expression turning in a wide spread smile. He
continued to study his friend, and became more serious, "you're not joking
are you?"

"No" James replied flatly.

"That...that...is, fucking hot" Noah replied, deep in thought.

"Dude" James retorted, he looked at Noah and became angry, "why the fuck
are you touching yourself?"

Noah looked down and realised he was hard, stroking himself through the
fabric of his trousers. "Sorry, but that's...wow. You got jerked off by
your long-time fantasy, then by one of the hottest teachers in school."
Although he briefly stopped, Noah resumed stroking himself as he thought
more about the revelation, "did anything else happen?" he excitably asked.

James began to rub his temples in a vain effort to fend off his impending
headache. "Brad told me the team plans to use me...sexually, I assume. Mr
Eldritch said once the team fucks me, or does whatever it is they want, he
will fuck my ass. Eldritch then blew me...then made me suck his fingers
full of my own and his cum. Then he ordered me to clean his cock of our cum
using my mouth."

Noah let at a long involuntary moan. His hips spasmed rhythmically in the
air. His eyes rolled back and his face contorted in mixture of what looked
like pain and pleasure. The room filled with an unmistakable odour that
both boys were all too familiar with. Noah opened his eyes and sheepishly
looked at his best friend.

"Are you fucking serious right now?" James asked angrily.

"Sorry, but it's hot...at first I thought you were having me on, but then
I...couldn't help myself. I don't get much time to, you know...it's been
awhile" Noah replied half heartily sorry.

James rolled his eyes and announced, "I need to shower and sleep."

"What are you going to do?" Noah asked, coming down from his high.

"I just told you" James snapped.

"No, I mean about the swim team and Eldritch?" Noah corrected.

"No idea. I really don't know. If I don't go along with this I could get
kicked out of school, either because of Eldritch, or because of something
the swim team might do" James replied sadly.

Noah focused on his friend whilst stopping in the midst of getting
toiletries and a towel to join James in the shower room, "did you enjoy any
of it?" Noah asked sincerely.

James spoke quietly, "the sad part is I loved everything..."

"So...just go with it. If we could swap I'd do it, I'd love to get spit
roasted by those guys", Noah exclaimed, in a half-joking tone.

Tired, and not wanting to talk anymore James and Noah showered and prepared
for bed. James dreaded sleep thinking he would get none. Yet, despite how
tired he was his cock had never felt as hard as it currently was. As his
head lay on his pillow James thought of nothing but sex, he quickly fell
asleep before Noah could turn off his light.

The following day James could barely concentrate during class. He kept
replaying the events from the previous day in his head. Every time he
thought about it he got hard. In between class he ducked in a toilet stall
as he found his precum was profusely leaking through his
trousers. Thankfully, he had his bag to hold in front of him. James
couldn't believe the amount of toilet paper required just to try and make
his briefs dry.

Finished with classes for the day James made his way back to his dorm room,
keen to avoid contact with anyone. En route he spotted Brad in the crowded
corridors laughing and jostling with his friends, all of who were on the
swim team.

Abruptly, James stopped and turned down a corridor, walking quickly, trying
to distance himself. He nearly dropped his bag when he almost collided with
Brad. "Hey buddy, you're in a hurry" Brad quipped.

James felt a mixture of emotions: betrayal, anger, but also lust. "You left
me naked and I could be expelled!" James muttered through gritted teeth.

"Nah, the entire school could've found you bare ass naked, nothing would've
happened" Brad replied nonchalantly. 
 With anger rising James
asked, "what makes you so sure of that? My parents aren't rich and
connected like yours."

Brad replied with an amused expression on his face, "teachers don't fuck
around with the swim team, at most you would've got a stern talking to. No
one is going to kick out a potential future olympic swimmer, too much
prestige to lose."

James felt strange, but he believed Brad when he told him that. Looking up
the man he had for so long ogled from afar, James continued "OK, so I am on
the swim team? What am I meant to be doing to...repay...the team? What
happened between me and you yesterday? James asked trying to keep his voice
low as their were still other students in ear shot.

Brad looked James up and down and had a bored expression on his face. "You
sure you want me to tell you here", Brad said gesturing around with other
students nearby, "I mean I don't mind, but you might."

"Fine. Where?" James replied pouting.

With a grin, Brad placed his arm around James' shoulder and replied "follow
me." James began to worry what others would think of why Brad's arm was
around his shoulder. The only person who knew he was gay was Noah, he did
not want that spread further. Sensing his tension Brad tried calming him,
"relax, it's just a friendly gesture, this way."

James was lead further from his dormitory. The pair walked down the smooth
walk way, surrounded by stone cobbled arches and walls. The lawns were
immaculately kept and vibrant. Garden beds were neatly arranged with
assorted, neat colours.The pair eventually arrived at a large heavy wooden
door. Pushing his way through, Brad continued to lead James through the
foyer of his dorm, which made James do a double take at its opulence;
expensive looking sofas and armchairs adorned the area, a large grandfather
clock lay adjacent to an unlit fireplace, and an open wooden staircase was
in the centre of the room, majestically leading up. Brad noticed James
staring in disbelief, and advised him "perks of the swim team, little
buddy." The duo continued up the staircase and eventually down a hall to
Brad's room.

Brad opened the door and with two hands guided James inside. Stunned, James
saw the room was four times the size of his and Noah's. It contained a
large bed, ensuite bathroom, television, and gaming consoles. Leading on,
Brad gently pushed James until he was sitting on the bed with Brad standing
in front of him, "so, where were we? he asked.

Directly in his line of sight was Brad's bulge. James reminded himself of
why he was here and asked, "Why did you kiss me and jerk me off?"

"Because you're cute. You don't have overly masculine features. For some of
the straighter guys it makes it easier to get their head around the fact
they'd be fucking a guy, I guess because they can either dominate you
because you're weaker, or it reminds them of a girl. I don't know the
rationale, I just know we needed someone on the team whose holes can be
fucked" Brad replied calmly.

Taken a back by the bluntness, "so...I'm just being used?" James said hurt.

"You didn't seem to mind yesterday. It's just sex. We needed a fag...uh,
sorry, a homosexual, we could fuck, without all the bullshit: no dating, no
endless phone conversations, no gifts, no whinging, and especially no
pregnancy. This means we can focus more on swimming" Brad replied.

"But you kissed me...you aren't gay?" James asked confused.

Sighing, Brad continued, "no, I needed you to want to stay on the team. It
worked, didn't it?" he said whilst gesturing at James and the room he was
in."You're not very discrete you know, myself and the entire team has
noticed you watching me, staring at me every chance you got. Especially if
I was in my Speedo."

James felt like his entire body was dropping into a pit. This was not
exactly how he'd imagine his first crush or potential boyfriend to
react. Deflated, his shoulders and head slumped, unsure what to do next.

Two fingers firmly lifted James' chin until he was looking into Brad's
green eyes. Motionless, James was lifted to his feet with Brad slowly
pulling on his tie. Undoing the tie and placing it on his shoulder, Brad
gently lifted each of James' arms out of his jacket, tossed it aside. He
similarly removed his own jacket and tie. Keeping the two ties and throwing
them to the head of the bed, Brad slowly unbuttoned his shirt. Leaving the
sleeves on. He moved James' hand so it was resting on his abs, something
Brad was the most proud of. Brad encouraged James to squeeze and explore to
abs and pecs. Almost immediately forgetting the hurt about what he was just
told, James continued to nervously explore Brad's top half, mimicking what
Eldritch had done to him, he was gently playing with the taller studs
nipples and traced each line of his abs.

Brad quickly unbuttoned and removed James' shirt, whilst the younger teen
was distracted with his body. He unbuckled James' pants, pulling down the
trousers until they fell to the floor, leaving him in his white briefs. Any
question of doubt James had for Brad's intensions was washed away when
suddenly he was lifted off the floor and playfully thrown on his back on
the bed. James watched as Brad looked to be putting his phone away to
charge, placing it on its side positioned towards the bed.

Brad loomed over James, who watched the bigger teen intensely as he fully
undressed to his boxer-briefs. Taking in the view, James admired his
swimmers body; his well defined `V-line' and the toned yet detailed
musculature. He looked even better up close compared to all the times he
saw him in his Speedos. He estimated that Brad as at least twice his
weight, and a good deal taller than him. The closer Brad was the more James
could see his large package, with the head of his thick cock tenting
through the waistband of his underwear.

Slightly winded James adjusted laying on his back, as Brad lay on top of
him. He could feel the pair's underwear and erect penises rubbing together
through the fabric. James could feel Brad's lips on his own, kissing him
gently to start with but becoming more aggressive. The older teen reached
up and gripped each of James' wrists, pinning them above his head. The pair
continued to exchange kisses as Brad reached over and placed a pillow under
James' head.

Breaking away from their embrace the bigger teen moved up the bed with his
underwear in James' face. "Lick it" Brad commanded as he took a tie to
James' left wrist and began to secure it to one side of the bed
frame. James instinctively used his right hand to lower the waistband below
the studs balls. Without looking Brad guided his erect cock to the eagerly
awaiting mouth. James' mouth and tongue went into a frenzy suckling and
licking the glans. Suddenly, James began to gag as his partner on top began
to thrust deep into willingly mouth. Whilst the boy was distracted, Brad
rotated his body and began to bind the remaining tie to the James' other
wrist.

With the boy under him secured, Brad knelt in-front of his face removing
his cock with a loud plop. He gripped James' hair tightly holding his head
in place. "Don't stress too much about what happens next, you'll get better
with practice" Brad informed James calmly. In one moment James went from
confusion caused by the statement to futilely struggling to close his mouth
and move his head to the side, as he felt Brad piston fuck his large cock
in his mouth in and out, repeatedly. James tried telling the older boy to
stop but was too busy gagging. In a vain effort, he tried moving away, but
his head and arms were tightly secured.

"Easy on the teeth. Open your jaw more but purse your lips" Brad
instructed, as he continued his onslaught of hammering his cock in and out
of the mouth, seemingly oblivious to the welfare of the boy under him, who
was thrashing about and trying not to vomit.

James gasped and tried to compose himself as the cock withdrew. Adjusting
his position Brad hovered so he was squatting directly over the the gasping
mouth. He slowly lowered himself so his hole was immediately adjacent to
the restrained boys mouth. "I know you probably don't want to do this, but
this is also something you'll need to get used to. Lick and do a good job
and I'll go easy. Refuse...and you'll be begging to gag on on my cock
again."

James stared up at the muscular ass which framed the small hole. It hovered
easily within reach. The Brad's asshole itself was not something James was
particularly turned on about. It was nothing special, with a few wisps of
hair. Brad was right, he didn't want to, but he also believed him when he
said refusing would result in something worse.

Gingerly, James stuck his tongue out, wincing as he did so. He made contact
with the small rosebud and was surprised, instead of being met with a
disgusting taste he just flavoured nothing. Relieved he continued. In an
effort to make the experience more palatable, he imagined he was kissing
Brad's face instead. He once again copied what Mr Eldritch did to him and
circled around the hole with his tongue, he flicked along the crack and
around the anus, and even tried pushing in with his tongue.

He felt Brad move above him, his hole was still in reach and he kept
rimming but soon he felt his briefs being lowered. Exposed to the cool air,
he felt his cock slowly being massaged. "Good boy, keep going" Brad
whispered.

Encouraged by his words and the attention his penis was desperately craving
James redoubled his efforts in rimming the older boy. Brad let out an
appreciative moan as he begin to slowly rock back and forth, riding James'
tongue.

Brad moved up and away, resulting in James letting out a soft groan of
disappointment. Laughing, Brad repositioned himself, kneeling at the base
of James crotch. Hopeful he would soon be having Brad blow him, he was
quickly disappointed as he felt his underwear being completely taken off
and placed on his chest. Silently, Brad grabbed lube from his side draw,
applying it to his fingers and unceremoniously began to finger
James. Although he was always curious, James had never fingered himself or
used anything in his ass, he had on occasion played with the outside of his
hole, but never went further.

He grunted as the sensation was not what he had expected. If anything, he
just wanted the fingers out of his hole. "I don't know if I like that"
James voiced to Brad, squirming as much as his restraints would allow. Not
deterred, Brad continued adding two, then three fingers to the virgin hole.

"Can you stop for a bit please?" James begged.

Relief washed over James as Brad seemingly agreed by removing his
fingers. Brad picked up the briefs and told the boy, "open."

Complying, James opened his mouth expecting he might go back to sucking
Brad's cock, only to have the briefs wadded up and shoved in his mouth in a
ball. Gagging slightly at the cotton tickling the back of his mouth, James
was wide eyed as he saw just how large Brad's cock was, as he slowly
slicked his cock with lube. He held the cock next to James', which in
comparison made James nervous as it looked more than double the girth and
length of James' size.

Worry filled James' mind as he felt his cock go completely flaccid. He had
never been fucked before and even though a majority of his fantasies
included Brad being the one to fuck him he wasn't expecting it to be like
this. Each of his legs was lifted to a ninety degree angle, until James'
calves were resting on each of Brad's shoulders.

"If you relax you'll enjoy it more" Brad commented, not looking at James
but instead laser focused on the hole in-front of him. His words had the
opposite effect for the bottom, whose only thoughts were about the
impending pain.

Pain was indeed the only thing James could think of. Although he couldn't
see, all he could imagine was a fiery hot, sharp, steel poker trying to ram
itself into him. Brad applied steady, unrelenting, firm pressure, using the
head of his cock as a battering ram, forcing its way through the tiny hole
in front of him.

James' breathing increased into panting and he desperately pulled on the
restraints, trying to free himself. He had never experienced a more painful
sensation like this before. He was babbling incoherently into his gag,
begging for this to stop. All he felt was a severe burning sensation
filling his hole, tearing it apart. He imagined there was a profuse amount
of bleeding as a result of Brad's cock, like damage caused by a freight
train trying to fit through a rabbit hole.

Halting, Brad remained in the tight hole but was motionless. James thought
maybe he reconsidered as this wasn't working. James' hole still ached and
burnt fiercely. He then watched as Brad leant forward to take the briefs
out of his mouth. James moistened his mouth with his tongue so he could ask
Brad to stop, but before he could he felt the tops lips on his own, kissing
him. Despite the pain he was in, James reciprocated and the pair explored
each others mouths with their tongues.

James cried out into Brad's mouth when he suddenly felt the cock again
moving impossibly deeper still. It's length felt like it went on forever,
until he eventually felt the swimmers thighs on his ass. Brad had taken the
opportunity of James' distraction as means to fuck the boy
further. "Breathe and relax your hole, stop fighting" Brad instructed.

Pain and sweat stinging his eyes were all James could think about as the
Brad rested the length of his cock in him, allowing him time to get used to
the sensation. Filled with the need to cum, Brad announced, "like sucking
dick, you'll get used to this, but for now I'm not stopping until I cum."

James felt the cock slowly withdraw until he was almost completely out,
only to be reinserted again. He scrunched his face up and tried his best to
just take the cock. He tried his best not to say anything as he hated being
gagged, but couldn't help himself telling Brad, "it's too big...take it
out..."

Brad instead continued to long dick James, but stopped when he felt pangs
of guilt of seeing how uncomfortable he was. It reminded him of when he was
forced to be the swim team bitch. He withdrew slightly, ensuring to keep
his cock in the hole, and bent forward, taking the flaccid bottoms penis in
his mouth. Although he hated sucking cock Brad knew if James truly hated
this fucking he would never be the bitch the team needed. Stunned at the
sensation James looked in awe at Brad, quickly becoming erect and wondering
just how he got so good at oral sex for a straight guy.

Although the pain was still present James was distracted by his rock hard
cock pointing proudly up to his face. Brad kept James' left leg on his
shoulder and rested the other leg down. He then took James' cock in his
hand and began to stroke. The top timed his strokes with his
thrusts. James' pain lessened, instead changing to a sensation of wanting
the large cock out. He even began to enjoy being jerked off and liked that
Brad was using him for his own pleasure.

Brad, realising James was no longer wincing and in as much pain. Continued
on, increasing the pace and forcefulness of the thrusts. Taken over by his
own need to cum, Brad tightened his grip on James' cock and jerked his
foreskin up and down rapidly. His own thrusts increased, pulling almost
out, and then slamming back in, causing loud, repetitive slapping sounds to
fill the air.

Tightly closing his eyes Brad fucked James with abandon. James watched the
top attacking his hole with his cock, back and forth. Beads of sweat poured
down Brad's face, onto his muscular chest. He watched as his biceps bulged
whilst holding James' leg on his shoulder. The scene before him and the
tight rapid friction his foreskin was creating on his glans caused James to
once again scrunch his face up, but not due to pain but exquisite
pleasure. Erupting jets of cum flew out of his cock, landing in all
directions due to the fucking he was receiving. Brad fucked James even
faster and brutally, as the top pummelled in and out until he groaned in
pleasure, filling the boy with warm cum.

Sated, Brad slowly slid out of James, causing the bottom to wince in pain
at just how sore his hole was. Feeling the pressure of the mattress shift,
James turned and saw Brad lying next to him. James wiggled his hands and
asked "can you untie me now?"

"No" Brad replied. He picked up the wet briefs, rolled them back into a
ball and shoved them into James' mouth. "You need more practice. I'll use a
dildo whilst I recover, then I'll fuck you again and again."