Date: Sat, 24 Oct 2020 00:25:57 -0700
From: Julio Sanchez <julio.sanchez66677@gmail.com>
Subject: Central Valley High Series - 7

With the permission of the author, I am 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 the
world they have already built.  Please read the original series before
reading mine here:
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story is non-Canon from the original author's work for now, so think of
this as an Elseworlds take on their universe :-) If you like this, or have
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Central Valley High Football
By Julio Sanchez
Chapter Seven

Day 2

<<KJ>>

I turned to Diego and said, "Look at that little dweeb go!  Prude, my ass,
he's really taking it from both sides.  Man, that looks like fun.  Wait a
sec, it looks like a whole orgy is going on here.  Looks like Elian is
really going to town on someone while another boy is eating his ass.  This
is so fucking hot."

And then I did a double take and said to no one in particular, "Holy shit,
are those Army soldiers?!"

When I saw the combat boots on the tied down bottom sluts being pounded by
Altamash and Elian, and the fully dressed drill sergeant, it all clicked.
Obviously, the football team had been practicing on these army soldiers.
Hot as fuck.  I'd love to take a turn on those thicc asses myself.  Or
Altamash for that matter.  But that particular hole was already being used.
Chris was really giving it to him.  I could hear Altamahs making a
high-pitched whine and mumbling to himself.

Across the field, Elian was hardcore fucking the big blonde boy under him.
Everything about this was so hot my dick was already tenting up the front
of my cheerleader skirt.  Diego looked at me and winked and then, looking
down, noticed my hard cock.  He immediately reached over and gave me a few
strokes.  Just to be friendly, I guess.  I moaned and leaned over to make
out with him for a minute.  He was a damn good kisser, big pouty lips.

Mid -kiss I looked back at Altamash, taking his deep dicking, and made eye
contact with the little twerp.  He didn't say anything, but I could read
his fear and embarrassment all over his face.  He wordlessly shook his
head, almost to say, "please don't tell anyone."  But that was such a
stupid reaction I almost laughed.  Didn't he see the cameras?!  He has to
know by now that all his childish fears are pointless – everything he
feared has already happened.  This shit is all getting published online for
all the world to click and jerk off to.  And this is just the tip of the
iceberg.  He's gonna get used by this world and everyone here will know it.

I bet he wises up soon.  Who knows how many loads are gonna be in his ass
by the end of the day?  Chris' is just the beginning.  Or, who knows how
many loads are gonna be in my ass for that matter.  I can't wait to find
out!

Diego and I were jolted out of our wet make-out sesh when we heard Elian
cum inside of the blonde solider.  He gave out a huge shout and thrust
deep, to make sure his load made it all the way inside of the army boy.  I
think I saw the tied down soldier shoot a load as well but it was a bit far
away, so I couldn't tell for sure.

Diego turned back to me and said, "looks like your brother got to join the
football team's practice today.  Lucky duck.  And he even gets a load from
Chris, that's pretty lucky for a first day.  Chris is a great top.  I love
taking a rough fuck from him".  Diego licked his lips at the thought, then
continued.  "Well we should probably get to class, the bell is about to
ring and who knows how long they'll be.  If you're late, the teachers get
to assign a corporal punishment.  Depending on how long this takes, he
might just find that out for himself.  Not the best first impression but
meh, the teachers know that the jocks have competing interests," and at
that last line Diego made air quotes and then broke out into the cutest
little giggle at his own joke.

I had to fuck this twink soon.

I just nodded and we turned back towards the school.  Almost on cue, I
heard both Chris and Altamash cum as we were walking away.  I briefly
turned back to the watch the aftermath and it was pretty sexy to see them
both panting from thie big cumshots.  I can only imagine what it must feel
like to be so turned on by having a cock plug in your ass, and see naked
jocks everywhere, but you have to walkaround all caged up.  Thank god us
slut crew members are not caged up.

But as I watched, the coaches looked at each other, seemed to nod to eat
other, and then sprang into action.  They pounced onto the two swim sluts.
We were even further away so I couldn't hear much but I could vaguely hear
one of the two coaches shout something along the lines of, "changed our
minds" and then they pulled Chris off of Altamash and Altamash off of the
solider boy.  They pushed them both onto the grass on all fours, side by
side, and then both coaches got down on the grass behind them.  The coaches
pulled out their dicks, lined up with their holes, and started to fuck the
naked swim boys.

I stopped to watch for a minute. The swimmers both looked shocked and
surprised and, based on the faces they were making, the coaches had some
big dicks to throw at them.  But by that point Diego had walked a bit ahead
of me and called for me to catch up.  So, I turned away and did a little
sprint back to catch up to him – as hot as this was I'm sure it wouldn't
be the last time I get to see Altamash or Chris take a hard fuck.  Maybe
tonight I can even watch this scene on PornHub or however they distribute
this stuff on this world.  Hell, gay sex seems so common maybe I can get
this shit on YouTube, lolz.

I caught up to Diego and we walked back to the main building.

I won't bore you with the boring details.  Blah, blah, blah, went to the
registrar office to get my locker and class schedule, blah, blah, blah.
Saw the breeding stands.  Hot.  School was nothing but boys and it seemed
like 1 out of 5 boys was a slutty jock in some super slutty outfit
connected to their sport.  The wrestlers were wearing head guards common in
all wrestling teams and tight singlets that barely covered anything.  Open
in the back and front.  Baseball jocks were wearing cleats and high socks
and then pinstriped pants open in the back, with no shirt, and baseball
caps.  You get the idea.  Again, hot.

Diego showed me that all jocks and slut crew members – basically every
student with a plug in their ass – had to leave their plugs in their
lockers during class.  So, we both slid ours out of our slutty asses and
put them on the top racks of our respective lockers.  And then walked to
our first class together.

I finally asked Diego something that had been on my mind as we
walked. "Diego, so, things are different here then I'm used to.  Can you
remind me, why only the jocks dressed slutty at Central Valley?  Like, I
guess we all get down on man-to-man sex and the boys at my old school were
all horny as fuck all of the time – both jocks and non-jocks.  So why
are the non-jocks all fully dressed but we aren't?"  And it was true, the
non-jocks were dressed just like boys in my universe.  Jeans and t-shirts
and some shorts but nothing too crazy.  A lot of the boys were dressed in a
way that would be considered "flamboyant" back in my school, like short
shorts and tank tops, but for the most part everything was pretty average.
Except for the jocks.

Diego looked at me strangely and then said, "I mean, it's a national law.
So that's kindda weird question.  Maybe they're a bit laxer in the rules
where you came from but here the school crackdowns on any rule violators."
He gave me a sideways glance but then continued.  "Only jocks can dress in
slut-gear.  Non-jocks are prohibited and have to be `decently' attired.  I
think it's all under the rules of `no false advertising."  I know half of
the non-jock boys would love to walk around plugged or caged or naked or
all of the above.  But we can't have townsfolk confused about who is
available for public service and who ain't.  Makes sense, right?"

I nodded along.  And yea I guess it made sense.  Since only the jocks are
available.  Don't want to lead to a lot of confusion.  And maybe it's like
something to be proud of – being a jock – it's almost like being a
jock and getting to be a total slut 24/7 is like a fucked-up reward system
for the boys who are athletic achievers.

Well it defo seems like a reward to me!

Diego and I kept walking and finally reached out classroom.  And the seat
plugs.  He had given me a heads up about this.  We weren't going to be
unplugged for a whole school day.  Oh no.  These horny fucks wouldn't allow
that.  That's where the "seat plugs" came into play.

Most of the seat and bench combos – with the arm rests and all that --
in the classroom were normal run-of-the-mill deals.  But the ones for the
jocks were very fucking different.  They all had our names on them in
post-it notes and each one had a hole in the middle with a harness type
thing attached on the bottom that attached to a dildo-plug poking up from
the bottom.  The dildos were all flesh-colored, different from our black
plugs, but were otherwise the exact dimensions of our plugs.  So obviously
they had matched up our sizes and our seats.  Like assigned seats.  With
dildos we would have to sit on all class.

The dildos seemed replaceable, so they must change them out each period for
the different classes and jock holes.  Diabolical as fuck.  I love it.

Diego's and mine's were next to each other so we got to sit next to each
other, which was reassuring. It's nice to have someone looking out for me
on my first day in this crazy fucking world. There was my name on the seat,
next to a five-inch dildo plug waiting for me.  It was even dripping
freshly applied lube – waiting for my ass.

Diego took the initiative and without a second thought slid his firm Latin
ass all the way down in one smooth movement, the lube made a squishy sound
as it pooled out at the bottom.  He bit his lip and gave out a contented
sigh as he bottomed out.

Not one to be out-slutted, I placed my ass above the plug, aimed my hole,
and plunged down onto the thick rod. I felt the lube coming down in drops
around my hole and start to splash a bit on the seat itself.  I let out a
loud gasp.  It felt like heaven.  I can't believe they would let us ride
these for a whole period.  I might shoot just from the sensation and the
indecency of it all.  Riding a dildo during a whole class.  So fucking
sexy.

The other students trickled in until it was a full class of boys.  All
around me were cute boys and it seemed like half of them were riding dildos
like me, in either jockstraps or slutty shorts or even less, when it came
to the swim sluts.  (There were two in my class – naked for all of us to
see.)

I looked around and realized that my job would be to service them
throughout the year.  So I'd probably get to suck or ride all of these teen
dicks by the end of the school year.  Maybe even get to fuck half them.
And every school day I'd get to watch a room full of boys obscenely
squirming on or openly riding a dildo during every single class.

It's true.  I was in heaven.

I'll skip ahead a bit.  I saw a lot and even did some fun stuff, hehe, but
nothing too too crazy during the regular school day.  I guess we had to
learn after all.  Couldn't spend all day just dicking around.  Aside from
the jocks and dildo seat plugs it was I guess more ordinary than you'd
think by what had been going on but yea you know.  It's still high school.

It was always a bit crazy tho.  I'd walk around, look into a random
classroom, and see a jock boy bent over a teacher's desk getting deep
dicked by the teacher.  It was one of the "corporal punishments" that the
school allowed, according to Diego.  It was a sexy black teacher who looked
like he had a good piece, fucking a white, brown haired lacrosse player.
The player looked like the kind of boy who would go on to join a frat in my
world.  Very preppy sexy.

The lacrosse players had almost identical uniforms as the football players.
The teacher didn't even bother to take off any of his uniform, he was
pushed against the desk with his tiny jersey and jockstrap still on –
since nothing was in the way for him to get fucked anyway.  I guess that's
the general idea with their uniforms, lolz.  The funny thing is I could
tell the teacher wasn't even stopping class.  He was lecturing while he
held onto the slut's hips and pounded away.  The jock was gripping tightly
onto the corners of the desk to try to stay steady under the anal assault.
I could tell he was loving it by how his eyes seemed to be rolling up into
his sockets.

And that's just one example of homosex I saw on the reg in that crazy first
day.  But finally, the last bell rang and the students flooded the halls,
me included, to go home or go to sports practice.  I was off to practice.

The slut crew all met in the same building from this morning.  The coach
said that since it was my first day we would just focus on cheer routines
to get me up to speed.  So, we didn't do any sexual practice, just
stretches and some gymnastics practice and then went through two of their
main cheers.  It was strangely similar to my own world, except only boys in
this team.  And the 4-inch skirts with no underwear on underneath.  I could
get down with this.

Though it wasn't completely tame.  Whenever Ace and Andrew were on the
sidelines waiting to participate, they would take turns bending the other
over, taking out the other's plug, and then eating their ass out.  It
seemed like one of their favorite pastimes.  They had a certain casualness
to it all. At some point one of them would reach over and jerk the other
off while they ate them out but never to the point of making them cum.  I
guess they liked to tease each other.  Maybe it was part of the game.  They
were a pair of hot Asian cousins, that's for sure.  I couldn't wait to get
my own hands on those asses.  That's gonna be a hot threesome.  And based
on how they smiled at me when they caught me watching them rim each other,
they are more than down for it.

But aside from seeing and touching a whole lot of boy dick and butt because
of our skimpy outfits and the cheer routines, nothing else too crazy.  It
was definitely a burn to go back to high school cheerleading after
graduating a year ago.  I was covered in sweat.  We all were.  But we
weren't allowed to shower.  Apparently, they want us to get extra rank, so
I was on a specific schedule.  Two more days for me before I get to shower.
And I still smell like cum and lube from my morning session with "the
Twins."  The next two days are gonna get interesting.

We were wrapping up practice when Coach Black shouted my name, "KJ!  Front
and center!"  I looked at Diego with a questioning expression, who just
nodded in the coach's direction, and I took off towards the sexy daddy.
Coach Black was standing near the door to the back office and was leaning
on the doors waiting for me.  As I jogged, I could feel my skirt rising and
falling around my semi-hard cock and plugged ass.  It felt great to be so
free 24/7.  Like I was living in a porno lolz.

"Okay new boy, you have your first assignment," the coach said to me as
soon as I got close. "The soccer team needs some `practice support' and
they asked for you specifically.  Any of the sluts here can point you in
the right direction.  But start heading there right now, you're expected.
Get!"  And with that he gave me a smirk and walked into the back office,
leaving me curious.

I jogged back to the gaggle of Slut Crew members, who were also curious
about what Coach Black had said to me.  So, I asked them all, "Coach said I
have to do `practice support' with the soccer team – what does that
mean?"

The nearly naked, skirted twinks all looked around at each other and
smiled.  Even Ace and Andrew stopped rimming to come join the fun.  Gabriel
was the first to answer, "part of our regular duties is to help support the
teams during their own practices if they call for us.  Sometimes they need
the whole team and sometimes they just need a few – or one boy. "  At
that part the other boys began to smile even deeper at me.  Clearly
relishing knowing something that I didn't know.  Gabriel continued, "it
might be that they need you to judge something or decide something for
them.  Or it might be something else.  Who knows, mijo."

That was all they were willing to tell me, so I just asked for directions
to the soccer team and headed that way.  The school grounds were much
emptier at this hour, pretty much only the jocks were left at their various
practices.  There were a few staff and students hanging around but no one
talked to me or came close enough to try to feel me up.  I had to find my
way around the new school but eventually I came to the soccer field, on the
opposite side of the school from the cheerleaders and one field over from
the football field.  I can't believe they had so many sprawling sports
complexes, I guess they really were obsessed with sports here.  Or at least
wanted as many high school jocks as possible lolz.

I came to the soccer field and the team was on the field.  It looked like
they had just finished a long practice because they were all drenched in
sweat.  The soccer team was almost entirely Latino, and sexy as hell.
Mostly lanky, lean boys with washboard abs and strong legs.  And every
shade of brown in the color wheel.  There were like a few white boys on the
team but that was it for other ethnicities.

And their uniforms were great, match.  They wore soccer cleats and high
socks, jockstraps in school colors, and instead of a jersey they just had
harnesses with their names and numbers stitched on the leather.  Sexy as
hell.  And of course, cock plugs and cock cages.

But then I noticed something about some of the players.  The team was in
two groups on the field.  It looked like they had maybe played a scrimmage
game, and those groups were the two teams.  One team was wearing the full
uniform, cock cages under jockstraps, but the other team was not.  The
other team was wearing the harness, soccer socks, and cleats but they had
tossed their jockstraps into a pile on the grass.  And, even more
surprising, their cock cages were retracted and had turned into black cock
rings around their huge throbbing boners!

A few were openly stroking their cocks and when one saw me jogging over,
they all turned in my direction and started to shift in place eagerly.  A
few were reaching over to jerk each other off and tweaking each other's
nipples but each one had their eyes glued to me.

This was weird as fuck.

I got to the middle of the field and came over to the two fully dressed
men, who I just knew had to be the coaches.  They looked me up and down and
smiled.

They were both very white, blonde, tall, and handsome as hell.  Almost like
models.  Very angular and sexy, while still being lean and athletic.  The
first man spoke with an accent, which I would learn was a German accent,
and said "ah, very good.  We have been waiting for you.  You are new boy,
yes?"  I just nodded.

"Ze whole team has been talking about the new redhead on the slut crew.
They all wanted to get a first taste haha.  You are ripe fruit to them.
So, as the reward for today's practice game, I told the winning team that
they would get to use you for one cum each.  They are all ready to pop, so
better not keep them waiting.  Zat is a good boy."  And he pointed in the
direct of the boys with throbbing hard dicks.

I walked over in a daze.  I didn't expect to get gangbanged on my first
day.  But with boys this cute and dicks these nice, I wasn't gonna
complain.

I had a smile on my face and was about to say hello to them but as soon as
I got within arm's reach of the group of them, they pulled me into the
midst of them and started to grab at me like a zombie horde.  I was being
eaten alive.  Fuck yea.

All at once a boy had his mouth around my left nipple, another boy was
kissing my neck and feeling up my pecs, and a third was humping his dick
against my already hard cock while forcefully making out with me.  I was so
distracted that I couldn't even see who was behind me until I felt him grab
my left ass cheek with one hand, while putting his other hand around the
end of my cock plug.  They had a canister of lube on the grass because
almost as soon as he ripped the cock plug out of my ass it was replaced
with his thick Latin dick, freshly lubed up.  I would have screamed out
from the rough entry of the fucker behind me but the boy in front of me had
his tongue halfway down my throat.

The soccer slut in my ass was in a hurry, he pushed all of the way inside
of me and started pounding away like the world was ending and this was his
last jizz.  I was still standing, so he was holding my shoulder blades to
make me arch my back as he fucked into my white boy ass.  After a whole day
of wearing one of their scifi plugs for the first time my ass wasn't looser
exactly but somehow felt much more elastic.  I was defo being stretched by
that thick cock but it didn't hurt like it did back in my world.  Almost
like the plug in my ass made me both better able to take dick and made the
sensations stronger.  I felt every nerve around my sphincter spasm around
the cock pounding into me and those sensations traveled straight to my dick
and brain.  Like my nervous system was on fire.

I would have begged him to fuck me harder if I had free mouth.

The mouths/hands on me kept me aflame just as much as the cock fucking me.
These boys really knew how to please a man.  I guess spending every day
taking dicks yourself makes you a real expert.  This was nothing like the
boys I used to fool around with back when I was in high school.  These were
pros.  And they were mainly here to get their rocks off, not especially to
please me.  Makes me wonder how this would feel if they were really trying
to make me feel good.  Or maybe they were, the German coach said they
really wanted to dick me down.  Maybe they really wanted to make me feel
welcome to Central Valley High lolz.

I felt the soccer slut cock in my ass start to speed up and with a loud
shout he came in my ass.  Felt like he hadn't come in while, big load that
felt like it went all the up my body and hit the back of my throat.  I
didn't even get to see which of the boys it was that came in me because the
next one was already there to take his place.  But the next top didn't want
to fuck me standing up, he just said "down" and then I felt some strong
hands guide me down to the grass and into a doggy style position.  The boys
feeling me up had to stop but to make sure they were rewarded for their
help I grabbed two of their dicks and started to jerk them off nice and
slow.  It felt good to have two hard, thick teenage dicks in my hands.

As soon as I was on all fours, skirt pushed up above my ass, the fucker
behind me dove right in and started to fuck.  He wasn't quite as worked up
or as thick as the last top but this boy was good.  He fucked in fast but
steady rhythm.  With my mouth temporarily free I did cry out with a deep
moan as he stroked my hole and his dick head rubbed my prostate.  But my
mouth wasn't free for long, because the boy who had been making out with me
followed me down to the grass and got down on his knees to present his hard
dick for me to suck.  Which I gladly accepted.

Since we were both down on the ground I could get a good look at him.  He
had red highlights in his hair, that perfectly matched his red harness.  He
wasn't particularly tall but beefy by soccer boy standards – which means
still fairly lean compared to a football jock.  But he was so, so cute.
Small features and mocha brown skin.  He had just one tattoo that I could
see (and I could see almost all of him) a skull with flames coming out of
its mouth on his left pec.  It made him look even cuter somehow, the
contrast between this super cute twink Latino and an aggressive biker
tattoo.

He had maybe the biggest dick in whole group and I was sucking it as best
as I could.  I hoped he would take a turn on my ass as well.  But I'll take
his jizz anyway I can get it.  I guess I was doing a good job because he
just let me take charge, get it nice and wet and sloppy.  He looked down on
me with his puppy dog eyes and lightly held a fistful of my hair in one
hand as I sucked him off.  The other boys were hella cute but red colored
hair boy was definitely my favorite.  We'd make a good pair, two redheads,
double lolz.

In the end the red hair boy did shoot his load down my throat.  When he was
about to cum he gripped my head even tighter and really fucked my throat.
His load was huge but I swallowed every drop of that good good cum.  I
heard him whisper, "gracias", after he came and before he stepped away to
make room for another dick to use my face.  My eyes followed him, and I saw
that he had an equally cute Latino ass, with what looked like a size 7 plug
in his ass.  That's a big cock plug for a small hole.  He must be a
real-deal slut to be able to take that.  Hope I get to find out soon.  But
then my eyes were brought back to the soccer boy in front of me who wasn't
so passive when it came to fucking my throat.  I was almost gagging.

There were more boys to service but all told it only took about 30 more
minutes for the rest of the boys to drop a load down my throat or deep in
my ass.  I must have taken four loads in my ass and two in my mouth as they
all cycled around me.  As each boys finished they all walked back to the
rest of the team, who were watching with jealous eyes.  Once the last boy
had dropped his load in my ass, the German coach gave a brief speech about
tomorrow's practice and then let them all go.

I stayed on the grass on all fours, trying to catch my breathe.  The German
coach came over to me and said, "zat was a good job and a good performance.
I will have to remember you the next time my boys need a reward.  I wonder
how many loads we can get into you in one practice haha!"  And he gave my
ass a hard spank, then walked away.

That sharp spank jolted me back to reality so I stood up, cum dripping down
from my ass and down from my mouth flowing across my tight abs til it hit
the grass below me.  Six pent-up soccer boys who haven't cum in days make
for a fuck ton of sperm.  There weren't any towels or anything, so I just
smoothed out my slut crew skirt and walked off the field and towards the
parking lot.

I had missed the bus but as luck would have it Diego was a good boy and had
waited for me to get gangbanged and found me walking off the soccer field
to offer me a ride home.  I asked if we should give Altamash a ride home
too, but Diego said that Chris would take care of him.  The school
authorities had told both Chris and Diego to take care of us for the whole
week.  So cool, I figured that twerp would be fine.

Of course, Diego insisted on giving me a little tongue bath to drink up all
the soccer cum.  It felt great and when he realized that I hadn't cum while
getting fucked he decided to help me out.  He got down on his knees right
in the parking lot and sucked me like a real slut crew boy.  It felt great
and I was so pent up that I came in no time.  He also drank every drop.
When he came up, he gave me a little peck on the cheek and said, "welcome
to the team, gringo."  And gave me a smile that made me feel all warm
inside.  But that might just be the post-cum haze talking.

He gave me a ride home and when we pulled up to my new house I asked if he
wanted to come inside – I thought I might get to drop another load in
Diego, this time in his big Latin ass – but he told me he had to get
home and get ready for his appointment at the cop's "workshop" tonight.
But he told me that I'd see him tomorrow and winked.  So, I liked my odds
of getting to fuck some loads into him before the week was over.

I walked into an empty house.  Altamash wasn't home from school yet.  I bet
I could find some videos online that would tell me what he had been up to
all day, I thought sinisterly to myself.  I wet a towel in the bathroom and
cleaned off some of the thicker cum, sweat, lube, and dirt from my day and
then got a snack out of the well-stocked fridge.  After an action-packed
day it was nice to get to relax for a minute and process my new life.

I was home alone for maybe 30 minutes when Altamash arrived.  I was
lounging in the living room, so I saw him when he came inside, and it was a
fucking sight to behold.  His hair was a mess, he was completely naked
except for his backpack, his shoes/socks, and the cock cage around his
dick.  And the new nipple rings.  I could tell he had a thin sheen of sweat
and lube on various parts of his body and he looked like he had really been
through it.

He looked surprised to see me there waiting for him, maybe he thought he'd
get some time alone but no such luck for the twerp.  His face was a mix of
fear, shame, excitement, and tiredness.  He hesitated at the door, looking
me in the eye, but then he looked down and shut the door behind him.  We
didn't talk until he started walking towards the stairs towards our
bedroom.  When he was turned away from me, I saw that his ass was bright
red from what looked like hand prints.  They were fading but still clear as
day.  Right next to the shiny new cock plug sticking out of his tight
little ass.

That did it.  I had to interrogate the little slut and find out how deeply
they had broken him in.

I said, "Wait," in a clear and domineering voice.  I saw his shoulders
tense up and he froze in place for a few seconds, facing away from me and
towards the stairs.  I got up and started walking towards him.  He didn't
turn around but just said, "later man, I'm tired."  And he kept slowly
walking towards the stairs.

I couldn't allow this little twerp to ignore me.  So, I sped up and caught
him on the stairs.  When I was right behind him, I grabbed him by his naked
hips and held him in place.

He froze again and said, "what are you doing, KJ?" And started to try to
wiggle away from me.

"Shut the fuck up, slut!" I shout/whispered in his ear.  At that he
completely stopped resisting.  I felt his muscles stop tensing and he just
gave in.

I moved one hand up to his neck/shoulder and kept the other rubbing his hip
and the corner of his ass cheeks.  I said, "You've been a busy boy today
haven't you?"

He whined at me, "you have no idea man, it was so rough.  The things they
did to me.  The things they made me do..."  He was still turned away from
me but I could hear his hesitation and almost see the shame on his face.

"Oh I bet, Altamash, I bet.  It must have been horrible.  Tell me, how many
loads do you have in your ass right now?"

Altamash sighed and said in a low voice, "Five."

"Mmm, I bet they're just sloshing around inside of this tight little ass.
That plug has them all swimming inside of you. Don't they?  I bet you could
feel with every step you took."  And he just slowly nodded his head.

Then I said, "let's take a look then."  And so I roughly shoved him down
onto the carpeted stairs, until he was all sprawled out.  I took his
backpack and threw it down to the bottom of the staircase, so it was just
me and this completely naked Desi-boy in an anal plug and cock cage.  A boy
who had already been used well today.

He kept his head down and let out an "umph" as I pushed him down.  I traced
the red prints on his ass with one hand while holding him down with the
other.  He would tense up every time I touched a certain spot that was
extra red but otherwise, he didn't react.  He just let me do what I wanted
to, like a good little slut.

I said, "You know, I love getting used by a real tough dom just as much as
the next slut.  But I also love to make a little twink like you scream just
as much.  So, I knew why they picked me for this mission, I'm super vers.
I was made for this world.  But I didn't get why they picked you."  And I
moved my hand to the base of the plug in his ass holding all of those loads
inside of him.

"But now that I've gotten to know you more and see the real you, I get it."
I grabbed hold of the plug.  "Because you're the biggest sub they could
find," and I ripped the plug out of his ass, spread his cheeks and dove my
face into his tight, hairy, little hole.

Well, not as "little" as it was this morning.

Altamash gave a little shout and then began to moan like a bitch-in-heat as
I tongued his hole and sucked the loads out of his ass.  They were nice and
creamy, all mixed together.  And his ass tasted amazing, with that extra
flavoring of all the sweat collected from a day of taking rough fucks.  I
loved this little twerp's hole.  This would not be the last time I ate this
ass.

He moaned and moaned.  I knew he loved it.  Central Valley must have really
taught him a lot about himself today.  After just one day.  I can't wait to
see him in a month.

After I felt like I had teased the little twerp enough and sucked all of
the cum out of his tight hole, I pulled my spit soaked face away from his
ass and got a good look at the puckering hole. The more I looked, the more
I thought "what the hell."  I was horny enough from the earlier thought of
getting to fuck Diego.  So why not?

My cock was already rock hard.  I didn't even have to take off my skirt, it
was poking out all by itself.  I spit into my hand to get my cock even
wetter, thought my cock head was already smeared with the precum that my
cock plug seems to make me leak out, more so than usual.  Then I ran my wet
cock against his hole, just to hear him moan.  And then I went for it.

I didn't just slam it in.  I slowly sank my dick into him, inch by inch.  I
wanted him to feel all of it.  He let out a bunch of whimpers but stayed
sprawled on the group.  I saw he was gripping the carpet tightly.

Initially I was leaning over him as I push my cock into him but when I
bottomed out in his tight, perfect ass I laid on him to pin him down with
my full body.  I could feel his hot, sweaty skin against mine as I ground
my dick and balls into his hole.  I stayed all of the way inside of him and
then slowly made little circles with my hips to get my dick into every
corner of his tight little ass.  He kept giving out the cutest little
moans.

I leaned into his ear and said, "You better get used to this.  Your hole
tastes and feels so fucking good.  I'm not gonna go a day with my face or
dick in your slut hole.  I'll just let you know when I want it.  What do
you think about that...roomie?"  And then I started to slowly pull out and
slide back into the teen swim slut.  He just replied with a girly squeal.
So cute.  I love to make a bitch boy make those kinds of sounds.

I noticed he was starting to push back on my cock and even arching his back
a bit.  So, I took that as my cue to really drill into the little slut
twerp.  If you were standing behind me, you'd have seen my barely covered
skirted ass bouncing up and down on a naked Desi twink with a nice hole and
a tight little bod.

And it turns out someone was.

Out of the blue I heard a booming voice from the main doorway say, "glad to
see you boys are getting along."  Altamash and I both turned out heads to
look at the male voice.

"Dad" was home.

-- End of Chapter Seven --