Date: Wed, 8 Jan 2020 21:32:04 -0500 From: Julio Sanchez Subject: Central Valley High - 4 With the permission of the author, I'm writing a story set in the same universe as the Nifty series "North Valley Football". It's my single favorite Nifty series and I could not resist adding my own contribution to the great worldbuilding which the author started. Please read the original series before reading mine here: http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/athletics/north-valley-football/. And my story is non-Canon from the original author's work for now, so think of this as an Elseworlds take on their universe :-) I'm going to write as many chapters as it takes to tell the full story I've been outlining in my head. If you like this, or have any suggestions, please let me know at julio.sanchez66677@gmail.com. And one style note, there are two main boys who each have a POV. So, it will regularly trade-off who the narrator is between the two of them. Finally, I have loved the Nifty Archive for many years, and I hope to continue to do so for many years to come. So please consider contributing to the site on the main page to help it continue to thrive – the link is https://donate.nifty.org/donate.html. And enjoy! ---- Central Valley High Football By Julio Sanchez Chapter Four Day 2 <> "Sí." Diego looked at me with that same sinister grin. Then, clarifying, said, "Get really to cum more in the next hour than you have in the past year. Trust me. My friends still play my first time with The Twins at every team party." And then he walked over to me, within two inches of my chest, and said, "I'm so glad you joined the team, everyone is going to love you chico, and I think we're going to perform verrry well together." Then he leaned over and sucked on my left nipple, while playing with my right nipple with his hand. Not for more than a few seconds, but enough to make me start to sigh heavily. My cock throbbed. Diego then stepped one foot back from me and put his hand on his tiny skirted hip and blew me a kiss. This pushed me over the edge. Without even thinking, I dropped down to my knees and took his still-cum-dripping cock into my mouth. "Oh god," he moaned. I slurped on his dick with long slow bobs. Moving up and down with languid speed. I sucked up every bit of cum left on or in his dick and even got a few globs of brand new pre-cum for my efforts, fresh from the tap. While sucking him clean, I took a butt cheek in both hands and kneaded them for all I could. They felt so plumb and round and firm in my hands, I couldn't wait to lick every inch of those big brown melons. I could feel the heat from the officer's slaps on his still red cheeks. I thought about standing up, bending him over at the waist, and fucking the thicc Latin slut right then and there. But, before I could, the quarterback showed up. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see a glint of metal in the still dawn sunlight at the far end of the parking lot. It was getting closer. And then I heard it. Taking my mouth off of Diego's cock, I turned towards the sound. Like a muscle car continuing to accelerate at increasing disturbing speed and heading right for us. When it was within ten seconds of us, the car made a sudden screech and slide/drifted towards with a screech. Kicking up parking lot gravel, it came to a halt, I shit you not, within five feet us. I was frozen in terror, my hands still tightly gripping the plumb Latino ass in my hands. Looking up at Diego, all I saw was a faux bored smirk. The car was a red muscle car, like something from the 50s. Engine exposed on the hood of the car and all that shit. Pretty sick, if I'm being honest. The passenger side was facing me, so I saw a very cute Asian boy with blue hair sitting there, with a huge shit eating grin on his face. He looked over at us and shouted, "Hey Diego." Diego looked at him and said, "Hey Ace. You got a ride, I see?" And Diego arched a sarcastic eyebrow. Before Ace could answer, I heard a gruff Texas twang'ed voice shout from inside the car, "Get the fuck out of my car, cum rag!" Without missing a beat, Ace jumped out of the car and slammed the door behind him. He was a very sexy, lean Asian boy with blue hair and gauges in his ears. Lean and muscle-y like a swimmer or diver but medium height, maybe 5'9". His hair was a bright red color and spiked up. He was dressed exactly like Diego, clearly the cheerleader uniform. Two-inch red skirt, golden kerchief, and "Stallion Slut Crew' written in body paint. Super-hot. His ass was not nearly as big as Diego's, but firm and round with a good-sized plug, maybe even a bigger one than Diego's. I couldn't wait to sink my face or dick between those cheeks. "This is KJ, one of the two new kids." Diego gestured to me. "Oh nice, good to meet you boy. You're a sexy stud." He came over and gave me a bro fist bump. I bumped him back. And then I didn't even notice Ace anymore. Because I saw who was driving the car. He was clearly Cuban-American, 6'4", long and muscly like only an 18-year-old jock can be. Perfect abs and chiseled pecs. He had a closed cropped haircut all around his temple, like an NFL star or a soldier, dark black hair. Completely smooth chest and no facial hair. Both arms had tattoo sleeves up to his biceps with geometric designs and tigers and dragons in a mix of black and bright colored ink. Just barely through his mesh jersey, I could make out another tattoo on his chest, written in large cursive letters and black ink was a tattoo of the word "Thumper." I'll give you one guess what his nickname must be. And to top it all off, he was wearing a huge, thick gold chain around his neck that seemed to bounce against his pecs with every step. His eyes were a bright hazelnut, locked in a hard, piercing gaze. He was by far the sexiest man I had ever seen in my life. He was dressed in the Stallions Football uniform, too tiny jersey, jockstrap, ass plug, and cock cage. But as he strolled over to us from around the car, like an Old West gunslinger, I noticed he was wearing one more thing. Around his waist was a strap-on harness and a huge brown dildo that must have been 8 inches long and thiiiick. As he strolled over, it swung back and forth lewdly. It was dripping with freshly applied lube, so I imagine he meant to use it. Now. "Get up there on all fours, boy." He shouted to Ace and pointed at the hood of his car. "Sure thing, QB." Ace didn't push back even a bit and jumped up on the hood of the car like a good slut. He clambered up there on all fours and pushed out that firm looking ass towards the team's QB. I guess that is what Stallion pride is all about. I leaned over to Diego and whispered, with a light quiver in my voice, "Who's that?" Diego said, "That's Elian. He's the Central Valley High Quarterback. And he's a living god here." "Clearly," I replied. Elian's big, perfectly muscly, cock-plugged ass was facing us at this point. So, Diego and I quietly shifted over a few feet so we could see exactly what was about to happen. I was already rock hard, and I noticed that Diego was also starting to chub back up, even though he had cum less than 15 minutes ago. I wondered about that, but I chalked it up to him being a horny teenager. (In fact, I would get a fuller answer to that later.) Elian walked up to Ace's spread and plugged ass. Without ceremony, he put a strong hand against the base of the sexy Asian boy's dildo plug and ripped it out. "UGH," Ace shouted at the sudden release. Then Elian pulled up his big brown harness dildo with one hand and rested the tip against the boy's now open hole, with the boy's dildo plug still clenched in the other hand. With his gruff Texas twang, Elian said, "Let's see how high I can make this piggy squeal." And he started to push the thick dildo into Ace's narrow asshole. It sank in an inch and he just kept on boring into the sexy slutty Asian. "QB, that's so big, oh my god, so big! So big, so big!" "Take it all slut, show me how deep you can take it. But you know that you're gonna take it all no matter what, boy." And in one continuous push he just kept sinking inch after inch into the much smaller boy. "Oh god, oh god, it just keeps going. SO BIG SO BIG. Is it all in yet?!" Ace turned around and looked back at Elian with desperation in his eyes and sweat on his brow. "Not yet boy. It's coming, you're gonna get it." And he just kept sinking the last two inches into the hairless hole, until he finally bottomed out and held the boy's hips against his crotch with one hand. All the way in. His hand was firmly holding onto Ace's left hip and half hidden in the boy's red mini-skirt. "FUCK!" Ace shouted when he took it all. I could see him shaking and squirming on the hood of the car as the brown dildo filled him completely. Elian patted his arched back and talked to Ace like he was a bucking broncho, "Atta boy, good boy. Gooooood boy. You're a good slut fuck, aren't you?" Ace looked back at Elian again and said, in a slightly pained voice and quiet voice, "Yes." Elian just said, "Good." And slowly pulled back out until just the last inch of his dildo was in Ace and then pushed back in until he bottomed out again. And then just kept that same fuck rhythm like the metronome of a clock. All the way in and all the way out. Over and over and over. "FUCK, that's so fucking deep, so fucking deep. Oh god, oh god, oh my god!" Ace was now convulsing on the hood, hands grasping out to hold onto the chrome of the exposed engine. He would try to pull away from Elian's deep cock strokes, but Elian would pull him right back onto his dildo like he weighed nothing. Every time Elian bottomed out in the boy's hole he would grind his crotch into Ace's ass just to hear how high pitched his yelps would get. This continued for a few minutes until Diego, maybe out of a sense of duty as the Captain of the Slut Crew, thought to try to rescue Ace from this deep dicking - seemingly without an end in sight. "Elian, this is like, so totally hot, but Ace has to go into practice, Coach said..." Before Diego even finished, Elian whipped his head over to us and spit out, "This ain't your goddamn business, Diego. Unless you want to bring that big ass around here and take his place?" Diego bit his lip. "We both have to go to practice Elian. Maybe you can take both of our holes for a spin after school?" Diego clearly couldn't make him do anything, so he needed to use some negotiation skills here. Not that I wouldn't be willing to offer myself to this Latin sex god for any reason whatsoever. And this whole time Ace continued to shake and rock back and forth from the dildo being drilled into his guts. "ohgo ohgod ohgod." "Naw, Coach Suarez told me I need to play nice with my fellow classmates and I saw one of your Slut Crew boys walking to school, so I figured I'd give little Ace here a ride to school. And I ain't done collecting my ride fee yet." Then Elian spit for dramatic effect, right on Ace's back, and continued his machine-like fucking. Meanwhile, Ace was practically drooling from the overload. And his cock was dripping onto the car hood in one long stream. Elian saw me for the first time and said, "Who's the gringo?" Not even missing a beat in his fuck rhythm. Diego replied, "This is KJ, a new Slut Crew Member. He's about to get processed. So, you know, we have to, like, go and stuff." Elian looked me up and down several time, slowing his drilling but now punctuating each thrust with a bit more of a stabbing thrust. Making Ace let out a deep breath and go "UMHP" each time. Elian, looking right at me, said "that right, chicho? You a new slut for me to use?" I just gulped and nodded. "I love you tall sexy gringos. You know how to take a real Latin dick. And you're a redhead too," Diego said this and immediately followed it up with a long wolf whistle directed right at me. I started to get a little sweat on my brow. And my throat was feeling dry at the thought of getting to service this sex god. "You ever been fucked like this before, chico?" I shook my head "no". He laughed a bit and said, "Good. I'm gonna make sure you get this every time I feel like it. You got that, chico?" I just nodded again. "In fact, I think I'm tired of this slut boy." Elian abruptly pulled out his dildo all of the way out of Ace and Ace just collapsed onto the hood of the card with a wet smacking sound. I heard him whisper in a low voice, "oh god." Elian looked at me, pointed at the hood, and said, "You get your gringo ass on up here." My asshole started to itch like crazy and I felt myself taking a step towards Elian without even consciously aware of it, while I could feel Diego next to me raising a hand in protest. Suddenly, a loud, slightly older authoritative voice surprised all of us coming from the steps of the Cheerleading building, "That's enough Elian." Turning around, I saw a young-ish white man in a standard coach's outfit, khakis and red polo shirt and baseball cap. He looked to be late 20s, slight brown beard and dirty blond hair. Very sexy. Not Elian-level sexy-as-fuck but I'd still eat his ass in a flash. Diego leaned over to me and said, "That's Coach Stevens, the assistance cheerleading coach." Asst. Coach Stevens continued, "Okay, you've had you fun, Elian. Time to let the boys go to practice and, come to think of it, shouldn't be at practice yourself? I know that Coach Suarez makes the whole team run extra laps if any of his football sluts are late to practice. So, you oughta get." Elian narrowed his eyes at the coach, looking like he was about to backtalk or walk up to me and start drilling away at my hole regardless. But Elian thought for a second, scoffed, spit on the ground, and put his hands up in a fake show of surrender. Elian walked back over to Ace's sprawled body, lined up the cheerleader's cock plug against the juicy and slightly gaping hole and rammed it back in in one push. Ace gave out a "Holy fuck!" and then put his head back down on the hood to take a breather after his epic drilling. Then Elian walked over to me, resting the big brown dildo in one hand, dripping lube and ass juice onto the parking lot tar. He loomed over me, smiled with a smile that made me almost weak in the knees, and smacked the dildo lightly against my leg twice. The spot where it hit was now covered in sticky juices that splattered against my pale skin in a wide circle. He leaned into my ear and said, "I guess you know why they call me `Thumper', gringo. And this is my favorite toy. I call it the `Big Churro.' Because no boy can have just one, they always come back hungry for more. Here's what you're gonna do. You're gonna come find me later today and I'm gonna introduce the two of you. Ask around, they'll tell you where to find me. Don't make me come looking for you. And at our next Victory Night, when this cage comes off, I'm gonna introduce you to my real meat stick. And you're gonna learn that this one," he pointed at the dildo, "is just a warm-up for what I'm packing." He grabbed beneath the dildo harness, where his real cock was caged up, and squeezed the bulge. Coach Stevens interjected, "Now, Elian." Without even looking at the coach, Elian slapped my face once and turned back to his car. "Get the fuck off my car, cum rat," he shouted over his shoulder at the boy he had just pounded out. At that command, Ace picked himself up in a hurry and scampered back off the car, dusting off his skirt and readjusting his hair while standing up straight. Elian put the car into gear, revved the engine, and tore off for the football practice area, leaving the three of us cheerleaders standing alone in the parking lot, with the assistance coach still standing at the doorway. Ace looked at Diego and gave little squeal and dramatic sigh followed by a big laugh, "So that happened, haha." Diego said, "Caught ya on the way to school, huh?" "Yea, man, I was walking along and out of nowhere I hear Elian pull up and I just know it's time for another ride on the Big Churro." He smiled and winced a little bit. Diego gave Ace a playful shove, "You lucky bitch. I haven't gotten to ride him since the game against Camino two weeks ago. I'd take that Churro every day if he'd let me, real or not. You're spoiled is what you are." And he ended with another playful push. "Don't get me wrong, I'll do anything he says any day of the week, he's so hot and so dom. But it can be tough," Ace skittishly explained. "This is the third time this week he's fucked me with the Big Churro. Out of all the Slut Crew, he knows it really pushes my buttons and that I totally spaz out when he's drilling into me with it. I can barely keep from just babbling the whole time." Despite what he was saying, I noticed his dick was rock hard and pushing out from under his skirt. Diego said, "You know he gets like this when he hasn't come for a few days. I mean, he loves to take out his cage rage on any boy who he can get his hands on with one of his dildos. But when it's been a few days, he goes into overdrive. Nothing he loves more than making a boy squirm and scream when he can't fuck them for real. You can see the cage rage burning in his eyes, it's so fucking hot. But draining. I told you about that one time when Elian and I were both sophomores?" Ace didn't answer but put on a little shit-eating grin, like he was about to hear a friend's story for the hundredth time but was not about to stop him either. "Elian hadn't cum in like two weeks and the team just went through a Bitch Night, so he was more frustrated than I'd ever seen him before or since." Looking over at me for an aside, he leaned over and said, "This was back before the Stallions were the killer team that they are now." Then turning back to Ace for the rest of the story, he said, "Elian saw me at the mall with my friends, came over, picked me up, carried me over his shoulder, took me to the Sex Toy section at Sears, and I swear he must have spent two hours using just about every toy they had on my ass. He toy-fucked four loads out of me in two hours. My cock and ass were both worn out AF at the end of that sesh! And boy was he was seeing red the whole time. We only stopped because the Sears was closing!" Diego sighed in nostalgia and then said, "I'm just glad the store employees took so many good videos and posted them. I was too busy to take any selfies. I loved every minute of it, especially the Big Churro mmmmm." Ace jumped in, "See, that's why he spends so much time `practicing' on me now," Ace threw up air quotes round `practicing', "he doesn't use you so much because he knows you take it so well. You and the rest of the guys. He likes knowing that I'm gonna squeal for him – he's one sick sexy fuck. So, I guess I'm gonna be his practice dummy until he gets bored and moves on to someone new." Ace inspects his nails for a sec (he was wearing bright red nail polish, natch) and then looks over at me. "Speaking of new meat," Ace reaches out to me to give me a big hug in welcome. He playfully grabbed my exposed ass cheeks during the hug and then pulled back, while holding onto my shoulders and looking at me. "You're a big one! And a nice firm butt too! Glad to have you join the crew. Elian already noticed you – maybe you'll be able to take over some of my," he gives me a big wink, "extra duties." He let me go and then went back to inspecting the nails of one hand and using the other hand to further fix his hair. "Lord knows my hole could use some rest. From the Big Churro at least haha." "Pick up the pace, sluts! Practice time, get in here!" Asst Coach Stevens shouted for us to come inside. We all went into a slight trot to get inside, cheerleaders' instinct when a coach gives an order. Ace and Diego's cocks both bobbed under their skirts as they walked, hard as ever from the fucking and/or show. I was right there with them, in my shorts. As I reached Stevens, he said, "You must be KJ. Welcome to Central Valley High. Coach Black has been expecting you, get inside and I hope you're ready to go go go. We don't cut new boys any slack, as you're just about to find out. HAHA!" Stevens gave out a belly laugh and clapped his hands three times, like all cheesy coaches have from the beginning of time. Must be in some big fucking manual somewhere. I also noticed he was even more hot-as-fuck up close and was fit as fuck to match, must be an ex-cheerleader. And I liked the size of the bulge in his pants. He must have enjoyed Ace and Elian's show just as must as I did. Walking into the Cheerleading structure, which was huge from the outside and had multiple floors, I was surprised by how relatively small the interior looked. The first thing I see is a relatively average looking cheerleading gym with mats and balance beams, pommel horses and vaults. The floor was well polished and shiny. But then I noticed a few things that explained why this space was so much smaller than the rest of the building. Against the far wall was a large staircase leading up to the rest of the floors. Next to the staircase was a sign that pointed up the stairs and said "To Studios 2 - 6" in white lettering. And on my right, the far wall seemed to stop about two-thirds of the length of the building and there was big set of double doors, so there must be a big room next to the gym, taking up a third of the space. Above the set of doors was a sign that said, "Studio 1". I also noticed some "little" differences in the gym from the ones I had back on my world. Against one wall was row of 5 sex slings. Against another wall was a display case full of sex toys of all shapes and sizes and colors and types, all ready to be used. And I also noticed what looked like a hand sanitizer station right next to the entrance but was connected to a drum barrel that had the words "SUPER Lube" written on it. To name just a few of the differences. Loitering on the mats near the entrance was the rest of the Slut Crew. Two boys in cheerleading outfits and one boy in ordinary clothes like me. Well, ordinary for this world. Diego called out, "Hey sluts, this is KJ, the new meat. Come say hi." The three boys all got up and came over. Diego said, "KJ, this is Gabriel and Liam." We all hugged hello. Gabriel was a relatively dark-skinned Latino boy, maybe South American. He is 5'7", smooth and lean with a nice sized dick, uncut, small gauges in his ears and close-cropped hair but more grown in than Elian. He also had tattoos around his hip, which looked like tribal designs. Liam was a twunk-y black boy with spikey hair and completely smooth, also looked like he was about 5'7". Muscly and well-defined, he looked like he had zero percent body fat and a long thick dick, maybe uncut but hard to tell. Both of them were sexy as hell. And both were wearing the same uniform as Diego and Ace. Diego explained, "They're both sophomores." The "normal" boy like me was Asian and looked slightly younger than all of us and very cute. Big puppy dog eyes and eyelashes. He was slim without a ton of definition, just that classic smooth, tan teenager body. He was wearing clothes similar to mine, assless shorts and a tiny tank top. But his ass wasn't empty, he was wearing a butt plug that ended in a long pup's tail. And on his neck was a dog's collar and lock, which back in our world said that the boy was into Pup Play. And I guess it is much the same here. Diego introduced us, "And this is the other initiate, Andrew, he's a freshman here. So good to see you again, Andrew." Andrew hugged Diego and said, "So good to see you too! You look so cute!" Andrew and I just gave each other little waves, neither coming in for a hug. Instead Andrew started excitedly waving to Ace, and he said, "Hey, you." He walked past me to give Ace a big familiar hug. They locked arms and then Andrew must have felt Ace's cock dripping because he began to run his hand across Ace's still semi-hard cock to get some of the pre-cum left over. He brought his hand up to his mouth and started licking his fingers to taste Ace's juices. He said, "Nice! You know I can never get enough of your cum. All that juice you drink, makes it so sweet. Mmmhmm." I had to ask the two Asian boys, "Are you two dating?" Andrew and Ace both started laughing out loud, with Andrew still licking his fingers clean, and Ace started to lean on Andrew and grind his cock into the boy's hips just a tad. Ace answered, "Naw, this is my younger cousin. He's a hot fuck slut. Can't ever get enough, even by my standards. He's gonna be a busy boy, just based on how many of the guys around town already use his slutty holes – but now the school will finally make some money off of it. We all saw that video of you at the Fireman's fundraiser last week. You were a dirty dirty little pup." Ace reached over to start making out with Andrew. And Andrew sucked face right back. Watching the two cousins make out was sexy but interrupted by a loud gym-teacher whistle coming from the stairs. "Okay boys, let's get to work!" Down the stairs walked an older man, maybe mid-40s, clearly Afro-Latino and built like a brick shithouse. He had on pretty much the same outfit as Asst Coach Stevens. But he had on aviators and a whistle around his neck. He was holding a clipboard and he came over at a slow stroll. At his shout, the cousins stopped making out and everyone started to arrange themselves in a rough line and came to attention in front of the man who was clearly the head coach I had heard about: Coach Black. He walked to within a few feet of our line and started the usual practice spiel, "Glad to see you boys are rearing to get going but make sure you save most of that energy for your Public Service. You're here to help both our teams and the public, don't ever forget that!" In response, the current cheerleaders all gave out a big "STALLIONS!" cheer. "I'm pleased to see we have two new Slut Crew members to fill the vacancies and get us back up to full strength as a six-boy team. And based on how the two of you boys look, you're gonna be popular." At that, the other boys all looked at us and started to giggle. I just smiled a big smile, looked over at Andrew, who looked over at me as well, and nodded. Andrew nodded right back, smiled and stuck out his tongue between his lips and gave a sort of half laugh/half giggle pantomime. Coach Black continued, "But looks aren't everything. And to prove that, both of you will now get properly sized and initiated, to see how far your skills have come and how far you still have to go, like every Slut Crew member does at the start of the season. To that end, we're going to take you over to Studio 1 and get you aquatinted with The Twins. You're both going to be sized today, even though you missed the first sizing of the year last week. KJ because he just transferred into Central Valley High this week from Ohio and Andrew because he was allowed to attend the PupCon in Miami and missed the formal start of the season last week. KJ is new here and Andrew is a Freshman, so this will be both of your first times getting sized with the Twins. I gotta tell you boys, I'm jealous. There's nothing quite like your first time in Studio 1. Enjoy it but they're gonna make you earn it." With that the other cheerleaders began to snap their fingers and give little wolf whistle yelps at us like OWW OWW OWW! "That's enough, that's enough," Coach Black cut them off. "Unless you boys have any questions, let's get started." He gestured towards the "Studio 1" doors. Since I barely knew anything, I had to ask a question or two, "Hey Coach, glad to be here. Can I ask a question?" Coach Black chuckles, "Sure thing, KJ, shoot." "Thank you. What do you mean by `studio'? As in, cameras and filming and all that?" "Huh, you're from Ohio right?" "Yessir." "Yep, yep, I've heard they do things a bit different in the Midwest. Eh, to each their own. I was hoping Diego would have filled you in by now," he looked over at Diego and gave him an arched eyebrow. Digeo for his part just shrugged and said, "I was going to tell him more, but Officer Jimenez made me do public service for a long time before we got here..." Coach Black gave a dramatic sigh and put his hands up, "Of course he did. I'm gonna have to have a talk with him one day about holding up my crew boys. Guess that means you're gonna be paying his workshop a visit tonight too, huh?" Diego just sheepishly looked down and nodded. "I thought so. Good boy, you make sure you show him how the Slut Crew do. And for the love of crimeney, watch that speeding!" Turning back to me, Coach Black began to explain, "It's like this. Here in Texas, the high school cheer squads have to serve the public with service and serve the teams in whatever and whenever the jocks need us, whether for support at games or practice or just to blow off cage-rage. Just like most every other state. And my boys do it better than any other crew in the state. But in Texas we also serve another purpose. To further fundraise for equipment, uniforms, and facilities for the school, each cheer team also runs a porn website and cam boy website. That's what all of the studios in the building are for, to serve as the various sets for our porn shoots. Obviously, we also bring in the jocks and other local citizens and even a few professional porn stars if we can swing it for some of the shoots. But the boys here are the real stars of the show and the whole world gets to enjoy their talents as they progress through school." I couldn't believe my ears. All these boys, on top of everything else, was a porn star to boot! What does that even mean in this world? Where sex is everywhere. But I guess there's still plenty of fetishes and situations that don't pop up in everyday life, even in a place as slutty as this world. And does that mean I'm about to become a full-time porn star? I guess the government man who found me wasn't far off when he lured me to join by offering a porn career! "As you can imagine, with every High School having its own studio, competition for viewers is fierce. So, we have to be better sluts and more imaginative in what we shoot. And we do. But most of all, people click our site because they grow to lust after our boys. Over four years, they watch them turn into true blue Stallion Sluts and pay extra to get a personal cam show or one of our pieces of equipment used by a specific slut crew member. Most of our viewers are the local men who know them but once and while we get an out-of-towner who comes specifically to use a boy he watched on the site. It makes me and the boy proud to know he touched a man he never even knew – until the man's cock is drilling into him. Gabriel, you had that guy come all the way from Poland last week, right?" Gabriel's chest puffed out and he said with a slight accent, "Sí, he used me good. Nice, big pinga. He got his money's worth. Big load out of him." "I'm proud of you boy. But yep, everything in here gets filmed and your sizing is no exception. Studio 1 is used only for sizing in fact. These will be your first vids on the site. And to be honest, any video with the Twins instantly makes it one of the most downloaded of the year. If not the single most downloaded. You're both about to make us a pretty penny. So, if question time is done, let's get to it." He didn't even wait for me to answer, he just set off for Studio 1 and everyone else followed behind him. Asst Coach Stevens had quietly crept behind us without me realizing until I saw him coming with us to the studio. Walking through the doors, the interior was not what I expected. A fairly large room, the walls were all black, and the furnishing were very sparse. At one corner was a standing desk computer station with multiple monitors and next to the stand was a small bleacher for a crowd to watch. There may have been more but it was hard to see anything, except what was in the very middle of the room. Under a spotlight, in the middle of the room, was a large black bench, the length of a man. But this was no ordinary bench. The material looked to be some kind of silicone or something equally supple. And it was clearly indented in the shape of a boy, kindda like the shape a cartoon character makes when they hit the ground from falling off a cliff. Clearly a boy would lay down on his stomach because there were receptacles for his arms to go into along the sides, a place for his head/neck to rest, places where his feet/legs would go, and a hole towards the back where clearly his cock would go into it. Any boy would have their ass and mouth exposed and ready to be used by anyone who stepped up. Pretty fucking sexy. And intense. Kindda scary actually. Like an alien's fuck bench. I also noticed that on the ceiling, positioned at either end of the bench, were two large black cylinders hanging down like stalactites. They didn't seem to have any purpose and I couldn't even see what was inside of them, they seemed to be seamless from the outside. Also, on the ceiling, and arranged around the walls, were over a dozen cameras on 360-degree swivels. As soon as we entered the room, some of the cameras started to follow us around and it appeared that no one was operating them that I could tell. I guessed that some kind of AI was controlling the cameras, like the Nest cameras we have back on my world. But this was way more impressive. I guess they could film from every angle and switch between shots automatically, using the computer-controlled cameras. Or maybe everyone watching live had the option of switching cameras themselves. Pretty cool either way. The boys and I all naturally went to sit along the bleachers. Coach Black stood next to the bench with his clipboard, while Coach Stevens walked over to operate the computer. "Alright, since Andrew has seen this before and knows what to expect, why don't you step up and show KJ here how's it done." Coach Black gestured at Andrew to come on up. Andrew looked at Ace a little nervously and then stood up and tore off his tanktop and shorts, leaving only a jockstrap and puppy butt plug. He angled his ass at his cousin and started to wiggle it a bit. Ace took the hint and grabbed it along the tail and slowly yanked it out. Andrew gave a little moan of "MMM" as it popped out. Not wanting to be outdone, Ace brought the plug up to his mouth and popped it in and started to loudly suck on it. The tail just dangled under his chin. Andrew looked back at his cousin and blew him a kiss. And then pushed the jockstrap down so he was completely naked and kicked the jockstrap to the side with a large sweep of his foot. The cute little Asian freshman walked over to the bench, jumped on top, and carefully positioned himself into all of the grooves and holes. He squirmed for a sec until his arms and legs and neck and cock were all situated in place. The bench was angled so that his tight little ass was up in the air, just slightly. It was a pretty hot sight to see the boy with his ass up and his holes completely at anyone's mercy, so wrapped up in the bench as he was. Coach Black walked over to Andrew and said, "Looks like you're all set to begin. Let me just get you ready." He then reached into a side pocket on the bench and then emerged with a hand full of some lube. He brought his hand over to the boy's ass and slowly started to work the lube over his hole. This made Andrew immediately start cooing and sighing. Then the coach started to work first one finger and then another into the Freshman's asshole. In and out, slowly, surgically. Andrew raised his head and back, just a bit, and gave out a long low moan. Coach Black reached over to use his other hand to push the boy back down firmly onto the bench and then give him a couple of pats on the back for good measure. After only a couple of minutes, he took his fingers out of the boy's hole and wiped the excess lube on the boy's ass cheeks with some loud wet sounds filling the room. Coach Black reached into another hidden compartment and pulled out what looked like a VR visor, also black, of course. He took this and placed it over Andrew's eyes. He said, "You all good to go?" Andrew replied, "Yes, coach." "Good. Mr. Stevens, begin the sequence. As always, start at Level One." Looking over, Stevens nodded and started to hit some buttons until he finally clicked the mouse one more time and then looked over at the tied-up boy like the rest of us. The first thing that happened was I could hear gears and gyros whining to life inside the black bench. Next, I could hear some clicks and whines from the holes where Andrew's arms, legs, neck, and cock were placed. I also noticed Andrew jumping just a bit but noticed that he seemed unable to move more than an inch. I guess something in the holes has locked in place and was now holding the boy down. Next, something started to hum inside the black cylinders hanging from the wall. After a few seconds of humming, the cylinders opened along seams I had not noticed before and out of both emerged a long robotic arm made of metal. At the tip of each arm was a small black dildo, pretty thin and not too long, maybe two inches of shaft. The dildo arms extended and moved snake-like towards his mouth and ass. Andrew gave out a soft noise that sounded like "fuck." Could he see it? It was so quiet you could hear the gyros and servos whining and the silence was only broken when Coach Black shouted, "Say hello to the Twins, Andrew, they are always happy to meet a new boy." The dildo arms crept closer to Andrew until both stopped maybe half from inch from his two holes. The dildo near his ass opened up at the piss slit very slightly and out oozed some kind of lube. It kindda looked like the dildo was pre-cumming. At the same time, I noticed a new sound start. It was coming from the interior of the bench and sounded like a soft pumping sound. Andrew started to give little whines of "oh damn, that feels good." Sounded like the machine was starting to give him a blowjob to boot. Man, I didn't know what the fuck to expect next. But then it started for real. Both dildos began to push into his holes slowly, slightly pushing forward and then pulling back over and over. After a minute or so, it looked like both dildos were all the way in and then just stayed inside of him. Then they pulled out halfway only to push back in. Andrew started to moan around the dildo in his mouth softly, as the sexy little Asian boy got tag-teamed by the Twins. I could tell he was shifting slightly, in so far as the restraints allowed, really getting into it trying to push himself onto both cocks. Coach Black looked over at Stevens and asked, "how's he doing?" Stevens replied, "He's firmly in the anal and oral green zone for Level One, both by size and intensity." "Good. Since Andrew is in the green for both, move both settings up to Level 3." "Doing it...now." Stevens hit a few more keys and then another mouse click. With that I heard servos moving in the dildo arms and then they both seemed to expand in his ass and mouth. They got both longer and thicker. Now it looked like he had more than a mouthful and his little hole was clearly being stretched. They both continued pistoning into him as before but it seemed to be going quite a bit faster. No longer low moans, Andrew was now breathing heavily with every thrust and a bit of spit was starting to run down his chin. Even from the bleachers I could tell by the way his back was arched that his muscles were tightening up from the hard, machine pounding. The Twins were relentless, they seemed to be programmed to keep a boy on his toes. They rotated between pulling all of the way out and pushing back in, to little jabs, and halfway in and out thrusts. Andrew was starting to really sweat and slurp hard around the Twin in his mouth. "Stevens?" Coach Black asked. "He's green for anal and yellow for oral. Intensity seems okay too." The boy gave a little war whoop in the bleachers to cheer his on. "That's great, alright keep him at 3 for oral but move him up to 4 for anal. And kick up the intensity too." Once again Stevens hits some keys. Now I notice the cock in his ass start to expand more. That tight hole seems stretched to the limit, and that cock is really punching into his guts. Both dildos are ramming even faster. Andrew is now writhing as much as he can on that bench while he's making some pretty high-pitched gurgles. Without even being asking, Coach Stevens says, "Anal is yellow and same for intensity." Coach Black walks up to Andrew being fucked deep and hard on the bench and says, "Atta pepper. Not too shabby at all." Then he gives Andrew a hard, loud slap on the ass and Andrew gives out a big muffled groan around the cock in his mouth. The boy has been fucked for a solid ten minutes non-stop, he looked drenched in sweat, and it still wasn't over. "Stevens, finish him off and then let's get to the redhead." More clicks and then one final mouse click. For one final trick, something illuminates inside the bench and now the interior of the cock hole is magically made visible. We can all see Andrew's cock and balls inside of the bench. There is some kind of band around his balls that pulls away, freeing his balls, which I guess had been tied up the whole time. And there is some kind of clear cock sleeve around his dick, pumping back and forth. The pumping increases and increases, while the Twins continue to fuck into Andrew from both ends. Andrew is now basically shouting with the dildo only slightly muffling it. He's getting louder and louder, and the pumping does not end. The Twins are drilling into him over and over. His cries are getting louder and louder as it reaches its peak. Suddenly, inside the cock hole, I see his dick shoot a HUGE load into the sleeve. It looks like each spurt is being ripped from him and every muscle along his ass and back and neck looks completely strained. Andrew ended with a loud gurgled "UGGHHHHHHH" and then collapsed back down onto the bench. His ass still twitching as he pumps his final shots of jizz into the cock sleeve. The boys all break out into huge shouts and clapping and whooping from the bleachers! I join in too, out of solidarity. But right as I end my clapping I realize – it's now my turn! I notice that some kind of white liquid is spilling out from his asshole and dribbling down his mouth. The Twins must have shot some sort of jizz into him as he climaxed. I wonder what it tasted like. I guessed that I was about to find out. Stevens hit a few more buttons and the Twins slowed, slowed, slowed almost to a crawl and then pulled out completely. Machine "cum" gushed out from Andrew at both ends. It must have been a huge load. I heard Andrew start to spit up the cum as well and start to take deep breaths. He sounded like he had just run a 5K. Stevens nonchalantly told Coach Black, "Beginning refresh cycle." He hit a few more keys and the Twins retracted back into their black cylinder homes. Once fully stowed, I could hear what sounded like water and air being run through the cylinders. Kindda sounded like a dishwasher running. I guess they were getting it ready for me. I saw Coach Black walk towards Andrew, remove the VR headset, and start to run his hands gently over the boy's tired body and speak softly to him. But I couldn't hear what it was that he was saying. Diego leaned over to me and said, "That was a good one, but I bet you're gonna do even better. Can't wait to see how much you can take, you sexy boy." Then he reached over and gave my nipple a tweak. Looking at the sexy Latino captain and his big beautiful ass, I made a mental note to see if I could download Diego's video with the Twins from last week. That is something I would very much like to jerk myself to sleep to tonight if I can get it. Out of protest and family pride I guess, Ace leaned over and gave Diego a swat on his knee and said, "You bite your tongue, my cuz did great! He took waaay more than you took when you were a freshman. Which I know for a fact because I remember watching that video a few times back in the day. Anyway, I'm proud of the little pup. He's gonna be a rock star after we train him up some." "Oh no, of course. He's amazing – I wish I had half his talent at his age. Not that I was a prude or anything," Diego immediately replied. "All I'm saying is KJ here is Senior, so he has more to live up to is all. And we get sooo few redheads here. Especially one so hot, right?" Ace smiled and looked over at me, "Oh no doubt. You're amazing. In fact, in my mind, I've already called dibs on that hot bod of yours as a partner for our next practice. Maybe I can even show you a thing or two." And he blew me an air kiss. Of course, I kissed right back. I liked the thought of that. While the "dishwashers" were still running, Coach Black finally coaxed Andrew off the bench and to his feet. Carefully. The boy was wobbling like a newborn colt. And his dick was dripping something fierce. Ace met him halfway to let Andrew lean on him as they walked to the benches. When he sat down all the boys reached over to pat him on the back and say, "good job." He was all smiles and didn't bother to put on any of his clothing. Coach Black asked Andrew, "Great show, I'm gonna have to watch your video again myself this week. Welcome to the Slut Crew." Andrew didn't say anything but gave coach a big smile and thumbs up. And then he looked at me, "Alright, son, let's see if you can beat that." And he gestured for me to come up. I was already sweating bit and feeling pretty nervous but I just put on my most heroic face and stood up like a pro. I let my exhibitionist side take over and ripped off my tank top, followed by my shorts in one smooth motion. Gabriel and Liam both gave me whistles as my cock sprang up from the jock, I was already mostly hard. Diego reached up and gave me a big slap on my bubbly, pale ass. It gave a loud slap and Stevens even gave a cowboy yell like "whew-wee!" Coach patted the bench and said, "You know the deal, get on up here and get comfy." I noticed the black cylinders where the Twins lived had gone quiet. Guess they were ready to start using me. With my dick swinging as I walked, I moved over to the bench and rested both my hands on it. The material was so supple. It did pretty much feel exactly like human skin. The material was even heated, seemingly to human body temperature and everything. They really did think of everything here. It was like gay sex scifi in this world. I eased myself on top of it and lowered my body into the places I was meant to go into. First my legs, and then my cock, and then my arms and finally my neck. Rather than feeling tight or constricting, the holes all felt smooth and almost putty-like. Like putting your hand into a pool of solid clay that still gave in. After I adjusted myself a bit, I stopped moving and coach must have taken that to mean I was ready because he said to me, "Let's get you ready." Then he leaned over for the VR head set and put it over my eyes. It completed covered me up but nothing was showing yet, just black. I could hear what was going on but couldn't see a thing. This started to make me a bit nervous, being so exposed. But if I'm being honest also a lot turned on. I heard the coach reaching for something else next to me and the next thing I felt was a few long, broad fingers covered in lube at my asshole. I remember this part. I know it was only actually a minute, but it felt like coach really took his time running the lube over my hole, back and forth. Until he pulled back for a second, only to start to push, push, push against my hairless hole with a finger until he got in and pushed more until his whole finger was deep in me. I let out a soft, "mmmmhmmm, yea." This was made even hotter because I couldn't see a thing and didn't know what was coming next. And what was coming next was another finger. He pushed two fingers into me, as far as he could, twisting and spreading the lube around the inside of my hole. Once, he brushed my prostate because I felt that electric spark and involuntarily spat out, "shit." I could hear the coach let out a chuckle. After a minute or so of slow finger fucking, he pulled out. And just like Andrew, he wiped his lube-y hand on my ass cheeks and even gave me a couple of casual smacks as well. Guess he was already giving me some special treatment. I heard Coach Black ask me, "You good to go KJ?" Following Andrew's example, I just replied, "Yes, Coach." "Alright, you heard the boy, Mr. Stevens, begin the sequence. Level One." I heard some buttons clicking and then two things happened. One, the putty at my arms and legs and neck subtly but definitely solidified around me. I could barely move an inch. Even my cock felt like it was being gripped in something. Must be that sleeve. Second, I heard the familiar gizmos and servos of the Twins come to life. I imagined them coming down and extending those dildos like I watched them do for Andrew. But then I didn't have to imagine anything, because the VR headset came to life and suddenly, I could see, well, me. It was giving me a full view of me, the bench and the Twins. I could tell that they were both descending towards my holes. Finally, they stopped right at my two ends, still for now but already dripping their fake pre-cum. Next, the sleeve around my dick came alive as well. It started as a slight buzzing but then like a pressure seal, it began to very very slowly jerk me off. Just languidly going up and down my cock. It felt pretty fucking good. It was pretty dry at first but as it went on, I noticed that it was starting to get wetter, like the machine was letting little bit of lube seep in to mix with my own precum. Guess they didn't want me to start shooting too early. But I then knew that that wouldn't be a problem because as it began to pick up speed, I felt some kind of band grasp both of my balls and then pulling them apart and away from my cock. Must be a ball separator to keep me from cumming until it was time. Man, it already felt weird but also a bit hot. On the visor, I can see myself moaning and gently humping my body into the bench when the Twins started to push into me. Just like Andrew, it was slow, I felt the tip of one enter my ass at the same time the tip of the other began pushing against my lips. I opened my mouth and let it start to push in, while my ass gave in as it gently entered me. Man, I don't know what those things were made out of but it was like no dildo I had ever had on earth. The cock in my mouth felt exactly like the real thing, even down to veins that seems to be pulsing slightly. But the Twin in my ass was something else. As it pushed in, I could feel little bumps and motions forming all along the skin, teasing and massaging my asshole. I couldn't see them during Andrew's fucking, they were so small as to be imperceptible from the outside but on the inside I felt them. And I swear there was like a slight charge on my skin coming from the dildo. Like it was exuding something that made me feel just a bit tingly. Not like little shocks, just tingles. It felt so fucking good. This was the lowest setting, so both Twins pushed inside of me with no problem. This wasn't my first rodeo. I was sucking on one Twin as it slowly drilled into me, while the other Twin in my ass was giving me a great slow fuck. And I could see everything on going on with the visor, which made it so much better. I heard Stevens shout, "He's green across the board." And then Coach Black say, "move him up to Level 3." I thought, oh boy, how can this get any better. But it did. I'm not sure how to describe it but the cocks both swelled up in my ass and mouth, without even breaking a stride. In fact, they picked up steam. Going from a long slow fuck to something deeper and faster and rougher. My throat was drenched in pre-cum, the Twin was really drowning me with it. But I sucked it down for all I was worth. It tasted sweet, almost like soda syrup but not so intense. I liked it. Meanwhile, the dildo in my ass was tearing into me. Every so often it felt like a finger would reach down from the dildo a bit and hit my prostate as it pounded into me. I gave out a gasp each time. I was really starting to see stars. And I could feel the sweat start to pool on my back at the top of my ass. This thing was giving me the fuck of my life! I could feel the cum already building up in my balls and I think I would have cum a long time ago if the band around my balls wasn't in place. I was being pounded so hard that I could barely think. All I knew was that I NEEDED to cum. It was like a fire building up inside of me as the bench softly jerked me off. "How's he looking?" I heard Coach Black shout. "Solidly in the green!" Even in my daze I could hear shouts and cheers from the bleachers in response to Steven's assessment. "Well. Move him up to 5 then." And then wow. As my throat cock expanded, I could barely fit it in my mouth but somehow it was still in there face fucking me like a meth head. And the Twin grew until it felt like Coach Black was jamming a baseball bat right into my ass. It was ramming into me hard now, and I could hear some lube gush out of me every time it bottomed out in me. I just kept shouting, "UGH UGH UGH UGH UGH UGH" with each thrust deep into my guts. I couldn't even guess how deep it was hitting. It felt like it was going all the way until it hit the Twin drilling into me from the other end. And that tingling in my ass was spreading all the way down to my toes. My cock and balls felt like they were on fire. Almost bursting for release. I never wanted it to end, while also desperate for it to finally let me cum. I would have started to beg to cum if a huge dildo cock wasn't being jammed all the way down my throat. Mercifully, I heard Stevens shout, "Yellow across the board on 5." Coach Black responded, "Atta pepper. Okay Stevens, give him the kick." On the visor, I saw the Twins still railing into my sexy but pitiful frame, wriggling and squirming from the sensory overload. And then I saw my cock sleeve get illuminated in the bench. I both saw and felt the band release my balls and then shit got wild. Whatever that electricity in the dildo fucking my ass was, it went into overdrive. I was so hot to get fucked that I even started to back up onto the dildo to meet every stroke, in so far as the restraints would let me. And the sleeve on my dick both tightened up and started to blow me like a cheap gas station whore. The Twins were fucking me from both ends, pumping, pumping, pumping without stopping. I didn't even feel my cock the moment I started it cum, it felt like it started in my gut and then spread to my balls and cock. I was already shouting at the top of my lungs by then but I couldn't even hear it from the sound of blood pumping in my ears. I gave out a loud primal "ARGGG" and then my cock fucking EXPLODED with cum. One huge load splattered against the sleeve like a shotgun blast but then I think I counted 10 other spurts come out as I just kept yelling and thrusting into the hole. At that same moment, both Twins exploded in my well used holes. The "cum" from each Twin was piping hot and I felt goddamn flooded. The dildo in my ass was filling me to the brim, while the dildo in my mouth was too much for me to swallow. I felt most of it just run down my chin and onto the floor as it continued to fuck my face. I felt wetness all over. Finally, I stopped thrusting into the cock hole and the blood stopped thumping in my head so I could hear what was going on again. I also noticed the Twins slowly wound down their thrusts into me to nothing. They both just barely stayed in my ass and mouth, only to come out with a PLOP. I felt the Twin "cum" dripping out of my ass and down my legs into the bench. And, just like Andrew, I gave out a gargled "UMPH" as the twin in my mouth pulled out. I was drooling spit and fake cum as I gasped for air. For the record, it tasted almost exactly like real cum. Just a bit synthetic. I saw the twins moving away from my panting, sweaty frame on the visor and then the screen cut to black. I laid my face down and continued panting and taking deep breathes. I'm not sure how long I was laying there but it felt like an eternity. I was fucking drained. I felt gutted but euphoric. Like I had been fucked by a god from a Greek myth or something. Then I felt the visor being lifted off of me and I was momentarily blinded by the light. I blinked and looked up at Coach Black standing over me. He looked down at me, rubbed my sweaty back with one hand while tossling my hair with another and said, "Damn fine show. You're gonna fit in nicely here. And I'm looking forward to seeing to your training personally, boy." He smiled down at me with a real dirty grin. Guess the sexy older dude really was going to be giving me special treatment. Based on his tight bod, I'm down for whatever. But not just yet, I felt like I could barely stand at the moment. After another minute or two, I heard Coach Black say, "Alright lazy bones, you put on a good show but now it's up and at'em." Then he gently reaches over and helped me sit up by grabbing onto my arms. I was wet and slick with sweat and I felt like a seal trying to off that bench. But I got there, and coach helped me to my feet. Sweat and lube and machine cum and my own cum was dripping off me into the floor. Just like Andrew, coach said, "KJ, welcome to the Slut Crew." And all of the boys, including naked Andrew, gave me a hearty welcome. I gotta say, even aside from one of the deepest fucks and hardest cums of my life, it felt good to be accepted as one of the team. I was looking forward to getting to know all of them - inside and out. Diego came over to help me stay steady, I guess the post-Twins shakiness is the same for everyone. But rather than go over to the bench next to the rest of the boys, coach said, "Let's get your new slut-brothers all dolled up." And the team all stood up, Andrew seemed much improved and his soft cock was only slightly dribbling now, and we all walked out of the studio. Steven presses a few final buttons and the Twin went back to their homes on the ceiling, I heard the wash cycle begin, and the computer monitors turned to black. I felt myself wave goodbye to the Twins. I'm drained now but I already wondered if coach would let me take another ride on them sometime soon... With Diego helping me hobble back to the main room, the boys started to casually talk and play a bit of ass grab as we walked. All of them took the chance to slap me on the back or ass and Andrew even came over to tell me, "that was so fucking hot, I'm glad I went first, that would have been a tough session to follow!" After which he reached down, gave my sore dick a few tugs, and then licked his fingers clean of all my juices. Looking me in the eye while he did it, he just said "mmm." I like this kid. Gonna have to see how good of a pup he is. There was a shower station in one corner, so coach just had Andrew and I do a quick rinse. He said we almost never shower in school but the Twins make it hard to even walk around so covered in cum and lube. Andrew even squatted over the drain and pushed out all of the lube and cum he could, so I did it too. It was completely out in the open, just a three head shower pole and a big drain in the gym corner, but no one reacted or even seemed to be especially watching us shower and/or shit out the cum. I guess after watching us both get fucked by two robots for 40 minutes, this was pretty tame. Lolz. After the quick rinse, Coach Stevens brought us both two things: an appropriately sized cock plug and a box of all our cheerleading outfits. Andrew and I were both completely naked so we just put on the skirt, kerchief, and shoes/socks as the boys and the coaches all watched. But then Andrew came over to me with his Level 4 cock plug in hand. He held it out to me and with a devilish grin said, "Can you help me with this?" Of course, I said, "sure thing, kid." I took the plug, went over to the nearby lube station to juice it up, using my hands to make sure the lube was spread all over, nice and shiny, and then walked back over to the pup. Andrew faced away from me and bent over to grab his ankles. His skirt was resting just above his hole, looking sexy as fuck. I ran a hand along his tiny little asscheeks, feeling how smooth and supple he was. Wanted to start eating it right away but figured we might be pressed for time. I also figured there would be plenty of time for that over the next 12 slutty months. So, I took the plug, pushed the tapered head against his loosened but still surprisingly tight hole and started to push. He gave little sighs and moans as I pushed it into him, until it went all the way in, and his tight little ass yanked it away from me. Sucking it all the way to the base. He looked back at me and such, "fuck yea, thank you KJ." He stood back up and I thought "when in Rome" and I handed him my own plug to reciprocate. Obviously, he was hoping I would let him, because he excitedly grabbed it, ran over to the lube station, and then brought it back with a big smile on his face the whole time. He looked at me while rubbing the lube further around the Level 5 plug until I also turned around and grabbed my ankles, so my skirted asshole was ready for the young pup's "help." I felt him rest it against my hole and let it sit there for a minute and then, unlike me, the little fuck just rammed it all the way in to me in one big push! I yelled out, "ugh fuck!" And brought myself back up to standing position with a start. That was almost my downfall because, on top of the very recent fucking, by standing up the dildo both settled into me and rammed in deep and then bounced back, all in a second's time. And I had forgotten what these things feel like. Like a real cock digging into my ass. The sensation was nearly overwhelming, and I had to keep from tipping over with sex vertigo. I stabilized myself and then looked over at the little fuckwad. He gave me an extra devilish grin and stuck out his tongue at me, in jest but still. I'm gonna have to look out for this one, he's a real troublemaker. I couldn't just let this go, so I went over to him, pushed the much smaller boy lightly over my knee and gave him three very hard spanks on his newly plugged ass. The smacks reverberated around the room. As I stood him up, I said, "You naughty pup." He looked at me with a exaggeratedly pained expression and said, "Ewww, thank you sir." Trouble. I then realized the team had been watching this entire exchange play out with smug smiles and, I noticed, some of them stroking their cocks under their skirts. Dirty fucks. A loud whistle blew. It came from Coach Black who said, "All right, enough after-party. You boys are all kitted up and the team is now whole again, so let's back to today's practice." Another whistle made us all form up. We didn't have much time, so Coach Black just led us in some deep stretches and about 10 minutes of aerobic exercise. All of which felt amazing in the plugs — like the Petros Report describes, every strenuous exercise like running or jumping feels like the plug is gently fucking into me. It feels so damn good. But then we had to wrap up because classes were about to begin, and we needed to get back to the other side of the school where the main hall was. Coach told us "no showers until Friday" and then we were dismissed to go back to school all sweaty. Andrew knew what to do but Diego was going to escort me to all of my classes, because we have identical schedules. So, the two of us got in his car and headed to class. While we were driving/walking he explained about the jocks and the cock cage system and a bunch of other little things about going to school here. He also said that I should be ready for anything — now that I was a member of the Slut Crew, I was open for service to both the public and the jocks at any time. Finally, he took some body paint out of the glove compartment and wrote "Slut Crew" on my chest in big letters. If that didn't make me official, I don't know what would. Before we walked into the main building, I asked Diego, "What's Altamash up to right now, you think?" He looked at me and said, "Good question. I bet your brother is still at practice, the jocks tend to push it to the very last minute. I was gonna take you to your locker because we still have some time but we can go check on him, if you like?" I said, "Yea let's go." So, we walked away from the main building and walked towards the jock practice areas. Diego said that the pool facility was just past the football field, so we'd be swinging by and seeing what the football team was doing along the way. As we got closer, I could see the whole football team in a group on the field. Just pecs and asses and jockstraps from a distance. Already so hot. But as we got closer, I could tell that they weren't playing football or exercising, they were all gathered around a row things on the ground. I could see what looked like classic flat, wooden benches, like the kind in an old school locker room. Someone had dragged them right out onto the football field. Strange, I thought. I could also hear the Stallions all cheering I couldn't hear what they were saying but it sounded like they were cheering each other on in some kind of competition going on. I couldn't really see what was happening on the benches because the crowd of boys and their muscly butts were in the way. But when Diego and I finally got far enough down the field to see what was going on, I was in for the surprise of my life. And today was already a day full of surprises. I couldn't help it. I shouted in the direction of the football players, "Altamash, you little slut! I fucking knew it!" —— <> Chris and I walked out of the main building and towards the swim team area. The football field was on our left as we walked, it looked like a standard regulation-size field. It was empty now, except for a series of what appeared to be locker room benches placed all by themselves at one end of the field. I wondered to myself, "what the heck are those benches doing there?" -- End of Chapter Four --