Date: Wed, 12 Oct 2022 11:14:12 +0000
From: glacierturtle <glacierturtle@proton.me>
Subject: Serving the Swim Team - Chapter 8

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Chapter 8

James slowly opened his eyes as the light from the window stirred him
awake. He reluctantly peeled his tired eyelids open towards the blinding
light. Confusion and slight panic coursed through his body. His body felt
cold. Goosebumps littered across his skin. His eyes adjusted and looked
towards the sudden sound of a crashing wave coming through the large open
sliding door. He could feel the sea breeze coursing over his body. He
struggled to lift his eyes looking up at the rhythmic swirling of the
wooden overhead fan, nestled in the wooden roof. The room he was in looked
overly neat, with two suitcases lying on luggage racks. He felt movement to
his side. Startled, his head tortuously turned as fast as he could towards
the sound to see Brad sitting up in bed adjacent to him, scrolling through
his phone. James realised he was laying face down naked against crisp white
sheets. He felt unusually groggy. He tried to recall what had happened in
the hours prior but failed. Slightly rolling over he tried to sit up, only
to collapse down with his muscles protesting against their use. He landed
on his side, with his head resting on Brad's thigh, who gently stroked his
hair.

"Morning, sleep well?" Brad asked, unusually cheery and warm towards
him. He put down his phone and with both hands slowly massaged James'
scalp.

"Where am I?" James asked in a slow, monotonous tone, struggling to even
form a sentence. He tried moving his head out of the light grip but felt
weakened.

Brad looked down at James with an amused expression. "You must have had
more to drink last night than I realised."

Brad reached over and began to cup and massage James' ass. His growing cock
hungry for the tempting bounty before him. As the cock grew it began to hit
James in the face, smearing precum across his lips.

James tried to think of where they were or how he got here. He had no
memory of the event.

Brad gently laid James' head on the mattress and shifted down. As James lay
facing down he roughly rubbed his stubble slowly across and down his back -
something he had discovered drove him wild. He continued down until he was
at the pert mounds and delicately separated them. Unable to stand the
growing frenzy any further his tongue dove into the waiting hole before
him. He began to greedily devour in and out of the anus. His hands held
James' buttocks spread wide and apart as he licked and nibbled on and
around the hole.

James groaned at the pleasurable sensation.

Brad continued to slurp and lick at the hole and had to fight the
temptation to slam his long cock to its base into the hole. He slowly added
one finger inside, curling up to rub James' prostate. Repeating the motion
he slowly rocked his finger back and forth. He could feel James slowly ease
his ass back to meet his fingers thrusts.

"Is that important right now?" Brad replied, intent on getting James in the
mood so his ass would      give his cock a
warm massage. He moved and with one hand guided his erect penis directly at
the inviting hole. With a gentle nudge Brad slipped the head through the
tight entrance and sighed content at the feeling.

James groaned slowly as he felt Brad's cock gradually inch its way forward
up his ass. He wondered why he was being so gentle. The large cock stopped
and he could feel Brad lying on top of him with him face down. After
pausing for some time Brad sensed his lover was relaxed and accustomed to
his invading dick. Slowly, the cock withdrew almost completely only to be
reinserted at a similar pace. James sighed and rolled his head as he felt
Brad's penis slide in and out of his hole. He loved the sensation of having
the man's entire weight on his back, his breath in his ear, his heat and
closeness, like an intimate tight hug.

Brad eased his cock out, but kept the head inside. He kneeled as he flipped
one of James' legs over his head. He pushed back forward into the hole with
James now lying on his back with his legs in the air, supported by Brad's
shoulders. As he leaned in his passionately kissed James as he fucked more
forcefully in and out. James felt small bites as Brad playfully nipped
along his lips and tongue.

James locked eyes with Brad. He could feel and sense the love Brad had for
him as he increased the depth and speed of his fucking.

He watched as Brad's face inched closer, kissing him again whilst rocking
his cock back and forth into the hole. James could tell Brad was
close. James could feel his flaccid cock being stroked by Brad, who broke
his embrace and asked, "what's wrong, not in the mood?"

James wanted to reassure him he was. With recovering strength he raised his
hand against Brad's chest in an effort to stop his thrusts. "Where?"

"Baby, we're on our honeymoon and I need to shoot, I promise I'll finish
you off after" Brad replied as he interwove his fingers with James' raised
hand and rested it down on the bed.

Unbearable pain made James wince and cry out. He was confused at his reply
and why he suddenly felt pain when nothing Brad was doing had
changed. Brad's fucking resumed, but felt different. He watched as he
slowly continued his gentle thrusting in and out. He continued to gently
fuck James but for some reason the pain and sensation did not match, and
felt like an intense rapid fuck.

James' face scrunched in a ball of pain. "I'm going slow, like you said to"
Brad reassured him confused. Tipped over the edge, he continued his
leisurely plunge into the hole. James nearly threw up as he felt his entire
mouth being engulfed. Alarmed, and with increasing anxiety he could not
figure out what was going on.

His eyes rapidly shot open. The air had a hot, stale, musk of body odour
and sweat. A sea of bodies littered the area. Dim light reached out across
the basement. The noise before him was awash with groans and chatter
echoing through out the room.

Before him an erect penis, with waxed skin at the base, was pushing in and
out of his mouth. Realising now what was making him feel like he was
gagging, he tried to calm himself and his breathing. He was thankful he had
not recently eaten. He tried raising his hands but realised they were
bolted down to the wooded horse. Behind him a thick cock jackhammered at
his hole, quickly alternating in tempo. He urgently wanted to ask for more
lubricant to be applied to his tender hole. He reasoned like Noah, the
student fucking him was likely an inexperienced virgin, not realising just
how painful his thrusts were. Or, he simply didn't care how much torment he
was causing.

The discomfort in his hole eased as the cock remained stationary, deep in
his hole. He felt the dick rapidly exit leaving James to wince. His break
was only short lived when he felt yet another blunt cock head press against
his hole only to ram forward until it bottomed out causing him to cry out a
muffled yell into the cock.

James' entire body ached, screaming out in protest at being locked on all
fours, with his chest pinned flat against the bench. He had no idea how he
had fallen asleep despite everything that was happening around him. He
tried stretching his body as much as he could. His jaw was aching from
being held open for so long.

He heard loud muttering from the boy fucking his mouth above him, "work my
cock you lazy bitch, don't just lay there!"

The anonymous angry student continued to fuck James' mouth. He changed from
resting his hands on his head to angrily gripping and pulling his hair with
both hands. His thrusts in his mouth became more brutal as he slammed his
dick into his mouth as hard as he could, where James' nose would collide
into his pubic bone over and over, pushing him to the verge of vomiting.

The student whose cock was in his mouth suddenly stopped and withdrew. He
saw his face for the first time as he knelt down and looked James in the
eyes. He had brown eyes covered with glasses, acne across his face, framed
by his damp dark brown hair. As he opened his mouth James could see the
light reflect off his braces. "We were told we'd be getting a good cock
sucker, so fucking suck and use your tongue, don't just drool on my dick,
you lazy bitch" the teen hissed at James.

Slightly taken aback by the bluntness and his actions not matching how
innocent he looked James felt guilty for sleeping. He realised in the
recent days the combination of stress and lack of sleep meant a moment
lying down, no matter how uncomfortable, meant he could nod off. He had to
admit to himself, so far he had enjoyed the night, bar this one
student. His body was uncomfortable restrained, his jaw rebelled at being
spread open for so long and his hole felt like it would never close
again. Yet, he loved being used. He loved the feeling of being wanted,
desired, to be the one that could pleasure others.

James tried to redouble his efforts, synchronising the boys thrusts with
light suction in and licking along the boys shaft as the cock darted in and
out of his mouth. From porn and his other limited experience he knew he was
meant to also use his hands and move his head back and forth, but his
restrained body meant his head was restricted in movement. He felt like
nothing more than a carnival game he once saw, where a clown had a
permanent open mouth that balls were fed into for points, except this time
he was being fed cock.

Fear of his nose being broken by the mouth fucking eased when the boys
thrusts became less aggressive and the tension on his hair eased off. The
student instead shoved his entire penis into his mouth and throat and
remained stationary. James began to panic at the combination of not being
able to breathe or swallow properly, more concerning was every time the the
guy behind him fucked his head would move slightly forward making the
sensation worse. James looked up with questioning, fearful eyes at the boy
in front of him and saw sadistic grin on his face. He looked like he
relished the power he had over James. Desperate, James looked at the boy
with pleading eyes, silently begging him to release him. Seemingly
satisfied the student almost withdrew his entire cock, allowing him to gasp
for air.

For a brief moment James thought of biting down on the cock but quickly
shelved the idea, fearful of what reprisals could come given the way he was
restrained down.

Eager to avoid another choking, James maintained eye contact with the boy,
doing his best to try and please him as he swirled his tongue along his
frenulum, around the ridge of his glans and licked and sucked along the
shaft. A load moan arose from above James and jets of hot liquid landed
across his tongue and down into his throat.

With the cock withdrawn the boy once more knelt down and looked at James,
"You're lucky you actually worked my cock towards the end and you got a
nice reward. If you didn't I was either going to choke you on my dick, grab
a paddle and whip your ass, or keep my dick all the way down your
throat. Don't be a lazy cum dump."

James watched the boy disappear into the sea of people. He was quickly
replaced by yet another hard dick at his lips. Sighing, James opened his
mouth to accept the cock into his mouth, licking the head as it entered.

He was grateful he was concentrating on trying to give good head as the guy
stretching his rear was completely withdrawing his penis, only to slam back
in until he felt the boy's abdomen on his ass. Had he not been he may have
involuntarily bit down on the dick in his mouth. James let out a hiss and
whimpered around the cock in his mouth, doing his best to block out the
pain in his ass. The strokes became erratic and it felt like the top was
trying his best to fuck the side of his hole, rather than thrust forward.

The thrusting behind him rapidly picked up. He didn't know what was worse,
the pain from the lack of lubricant, the inexperience of the top, or the
boy's fingernails digging into the sides of his abdomen, gripping him
tightly as he pummelled away.

James heard loud grunting behind him as the cock came to a rest completely
buried in his ass, only to retreat a few moments later. Remembering the
warning from the previous dick he sucked James throughout remembered to
keep trying to please his fellow students as they selfishly fucked his
mouth and throat. As he was feeling the cock leave his ass, he would be
`rewarded' yet again with another load in his mouth. He wanted nothing more
than to spit it out but was worried of what the men watching him would do,
so struggled to begrudgingly swallow the cum.

James could hear and see on his periphery a boy approaching his front. He
was surprised    another dick was not already buried
deep in his aching hole. He watched as a semi-hard penis came into his
field of vision, as the boy bent at the waist to make eye contact with him.

"My friend was right, joining the swim team is amazing! I don't care much
for the swimming, but that was the first time I've fucked someone, thank
you! That is better than anything my hand could do" the unfamiliar boy
excitedly exclaimed to James.

James didn't know what to say. Most of the guys tonight didn't talk to
him. They used his holes, blew their load and allowed the next in line to
have a go. He had the unpleasant experience with the previous cock he was
blowing. Now, he had for the first time someone thanking and acknowledging
him. It felt alien to him, though now that he thought of it, it seemed rude
to just shoot cum up his ass or down his throat and leave.

"Um...no problem" James said, he struggled to talk realising just how dry
his mouth had become and his desire for water.

"Sorry about Eric, he's a bit of a prick, but still my friend. He was the
one using your mouth and giving you a hard time." James watched as Eric
giggled at his own pun. "He's kind of mean. Once when we were horny we
didn't want to jerk off anymore so he convinced me to try and let him fuck
my ass. The tip barely went in before I had to stop. I don't know how you
can take so many dicks so easily" the boy replied. "I'm Francis by the
way."

James looked at the boy closer. He had brownish blonde hair with blue eyes
and rosy red cheeks. He found him cute. He didn't think he attended
Ravenwood Academy as he couldn't recognise him. He was about to reply with
his name, but remembered the reason he was wearing the small mask was so
people couldn't recognise him, giving out his name wouldn't be a wise
decision.

"Anyway, I've been watching you getting it from both ends. It looks kind of
fun, but I don't think I'd enjoy it like you do. It must feel pretty good
for you to just lie there and take it. Fuck, I've never felt 
  that warm a feeling grip my dick ever before, I can't go back
to jerking off. The slapping sounds and the way I can just grip and fuck a
silky hole feels incredible."

James nearly jumped surprised, distracted due to Francis gushing at how it
felt to fuck him, when he felt a cold jelly substance being applied around
his hole. He felt a small object being gently inserted into his ass, with
cold liquid shooting up into it.

"Oh, that's your team mate? Looks like he's squirting more lube up your
ass. I'm glad I got a go before more was put in, it kind of feels great
with only a little lube to be honest, I think because of the extra
friction."

James wanted to tell Francis the lack of lubricant hurt his hole and made
things unpleasant to put it mildly. He watched as the more he spoke of
fucking James, the more excited he got, with Francis' dick once more became
fully erect and leaking.

"Hmm...you're meant to have a break now...but, can I use his mouth real
quick?" Francis said, initially talking to James but then talking to
someone behind him. James figured as he was the   
whose mouth was about to be used he should at least get a say in the
matter, not someone else.

"Alright quick, but you don't have long" James heard Brad to his side
replying to Francis.

Not wanting Brad to reconsider James watched as Francis used one hand to
guide his dick to his lips and the other to cup behind his head. Once more
he opened his mouth and tried to make Francis cum. He could taste remnants
of cum, lube and his ass on the dick as he tried to worship it. It didn't
take much as the overly eager, inexperienced boy shot a surprisingly large
amount on James tongue and face.

Francis leant down once more and kissed James on the cheek, "thanks again,
I hope I get another turn at either end once the other guys get a
go...sorry I'd kiss you on the lips but I don't want to taste cum." James
watched as one more countless cock disappeared into the waiting crowd.

James could feel the tension in each bond holding his arms and legs down
release. He felt hands pry him away from the flat bench. In the next moment
he could feel his body resting face down over who he assumed to be Brad's
shoulder. He watched the muscular ass flexed and bended as it walked.

Noah was thankful no one could see his face. He was determined not to
scream or beg. There was enough noise outside, that no one could hear his
whimpering, rapid panting, tears and mumbling through the thin plywood. He
felt he was on the verge of hyperventilating.

The coach taking his virginity in public was painful. Yet, there were
enough distractions around him, mixed with the fear, excitement and
adrenaline that he concluded that was surely the reason that experience
wasn't as painful as it was now. It also helped he enjoyed being fucked
despite how unskilled he was. Unlike now, where the person fucking him
would seemingly deliberately try and make the experience as unpleasant as
possible. He was always self-conscious about his appearance. When he found
out James had lost his virginity he felt left out, trailing behind
wondering when it would happen for him, if ever. Feelings of inadequacies
swirled in his head thinking that his friend was better than him in all
regards. Tonight, when he was told he too would be wanted sexually like
James he become excited. The jockstrap and face mask made him
feel    alluring and risque. He knew he was
inexperienced but relished the chance to be used and wanted. This top,
unlike the others, seemed to be determined to make the fuck as nasty as
possible.

Inside the small room he was strapped down on his back. It was semi-dark,
with light peaking through the hole were the bottom half of his body
exited. His legs were spread wide and pinned to the outside wall in front
of him. His balls were stretched to their limit and placed to the side.

He didn't know who was fucking him but he wished they would ease off. It
felt like the person was doing the fucking for revenge rather than
pleasure. The person fucking him would alternate what they would
do. Sometimes each thrust would be a slow tortuous push in, only for the
cock to be completely withdrawn and roughly shoved back in all the way, as
though they wanted to rip his hole. Other times they would fuck him
rapidly, but pinch his thighs, bite his calf muscles hard, and other times
flick and smack his tightly bound and exposed balls.

After what felt like hours the dick withdrew. In its place he felt the tip
of another large mushroom head cock press forward. Grimacing and expecting
more pain, Noah felt the cock slide partially in, only to stop. He felt
cold liquid running down his crack and the cock easing back in. Although
still sore and unpleasant he found if he calmed his breathing the fuck
wasn't as painful. It helped that the new boy wasn't biting, pinching and
hitting him.

Noah was startled as the small dome roof his head was under was
unveiled. With his forehead strapped down his view was constricted to that
of the dirty basement ceiling. His eyes darted around trying to figure out
who had lifted the cover and why.

"Enjoy the fuck?" Dale said above Noah as his insufferable smug face came
into view.

Anger welled up inside Noah. If he wasn't restrained down he would punch
the student. It was overwhelming for him to be fucked in public, but then
have Dale make the experience now even worse was unnecessarily cruel and
vindictive.

"You didn't have to be so god damn rough, you asshole!" Noah shouted at
Dale, at times his voice cracked due to anonymous cock in his ass, slowly
ramming in and out on the opposite side of the wall.

"Yeah, I did. Thanks to you I now have to play `fag' with you and James at
Eldritch's `event'. The coach ripped me a new asshole for just getting
caught chasing you, but he also found my home video I made fucking your
fellow fag boyfriend. I thought I'd repay the favour, it's the least I can
do. Do you know how much fun it is to have to listen to the principal,
coach and Eldritch decide what fucked up sexual shit I have to do? I'm not
like you, I enjoy fucking, not being fucked."

Noah watched as Dale bent down and picked up a sealed water bottle and
begun waving it in front of his face. "Thirsty?"

The wooden booth Noah was in was hot. He had been sweating not just due to
the heat but the pain of being fucked. He figured this wouldn't be ending
any time soon. Fear had also made his mouth run dry. He wanted nothing more
than to stoically tell Dale to fuck off, he didn't need it. But he'd be
lying.

Swallowing his pride, Noah reluctantly replied, "yes...please."

A large grin spread across Dale's face. Noah saw his facial expression and
wished he had said nothing at all. He watched as Dale slowly opened the cap
took a small swig to drink and emptied the rest on the floor. Splashes of
water from the draining bottle hit Noah's face, taunting him.

"What is your fucking problem? You chased me. You filmed you and Sebastian
fucking James, not me. It's not my fault!"

The look Dale gave Noah made his skin crawl. He wished he'd said nothing at
all. Slowly, he watched as Dale opened his mouth, "you know what you can do
to make it up to me? Seeing as though I'm such an asshole, how about you
get more familiar with what one looks and tastes like."

With a loud crank, Noah watched as Dale adjusted a lever and felt his head
lean back. He watched as Noah began to lower his ass so it was hovering
over Noah's face. "I watched you do this to your friend, do a good job and
it might make me less angry."

Noah tried to turn his face against the leather strap. The last thing he
wanted to do was give Dale any form of pleasure. He was rapidly hating the
boy. As the anus touched his nose and lips he remained steadfast, keeping
his lips tightly closed. "Lick, you cunt!" Dale hollered above him.

Still refusing Noah kept his lips sealed. He watched as an unnervingly calm
Dale stood and faced him again. He reached up to a small shelf and picked
up a small objects attached to a thick cord. Silently, Dale snaked his hand
through the gap that separated his head from his torso. Noah screamed out
as he felt his nipple being violently pinched and squeezed until he begged
Dale to stop. Taking the opportunity from the screaming, Dale quickly
worked shoving the objects at the back of Noah's teeth. It felt like firm
rubber. Alarmingly, Noah was unable to close his mouth.

"Know what they are, cocksucker? They're something dentists use, they're
called a mouth prop. Know what's great about them? They keep your mouth
open, try closing it now."

Noah's mouth was held open despite his best efforts to chomp down or try
and spit them out, it didn't feel overly painful but was worried what Dale
would do next.

Dale roughly grabbed Noah's head and rammed his hard cock inside his open
mouth. He thrust completely in until Noah's nose would hit his small patch
of pubic hair and kept it there until he felt the boy gagging repeatedly
then withdrew. He repeated the process over and over. He smiled at the look
of discomfort on Noah's face, the tears in his eyes and snot across his
nose. He loved the power he held over him. He knew he had to be quick, once
Brad was finished with giving James a rest he'd soon come for Noah.

With having Noah's throat and mouth massage his cock he knew he was
close. He fucked his open mouth rapidly until volley's of cum shot from his
dick across Noah's tongue.

"You mentioned you were thirsty, right?" Dale asked Noah. Confused and
recovering from the throat fucking Noah tried mumbling an incoherent
sentence when he felt warm, rancid liquid gush from Dale's penis, which
rested in his mouth.

Noah, repulsed and angry, tried desperately to free his head. Some liquid
split out of his mouth as he managed to spit some out or splutter it away,
nauseatingly most went down his throat.

"Next time, I tell you to do something, do it. By the way we're not close
to even from the bullshit you're going to put me through" Dale said to Noah
as he looked down at the boy who looked akin to a drowned rat. "See you
around."

Noah lay in disbelief he watched as another student approached him no doubt
to either repeat the process or have his dick sucked. He didn't even
realise his ass wasn't being fucked.

"What the fuck happened to you?" Brad asked Noah, concerned by his
dishevelled appearance.