Date: Wed, 2 Nov 2016 16:13:17 -0600
From: Colton <coltonaalto@gmail.com>
Subject: The Taming of the Jock - chapter 5

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THE TAMING OF THE JOCK

By Colton Aalto

CHAPTER FIVE

I was on my knees in between Tyhcinn's skinny black legs, tasting the
remnants of the nerd's jizz as he slapped his big cock across my
face. Tyhcinn's foot slid between my stomach and my hard rod, and he pulled
my dick down, flicking it and making it snap back and slap against my
belly. So much for my hope that he hadn't detected the inconvenient fact
that I'd had a raging hard-on the entire time he face fucked me.

"You liked that, didn't you, slut?" Tyhcinn grinned. "Jock boy loves
sucking cock. The technical term for what you just became is cocksucker. I
told the guys you were a gay boy just waiting for someone to open your
closet. Being a gay boy is one thing, but I think I've got a hungry cock
whore on my hands."

I wanted to tell Tyhcinn to go to hell in a handbasket, but I couldn't risk
him retaliating by sending out the pictures of me with his boner in my ass
or in my mouth. So, I clenched my jaws, biting my tongue.

I started to rub the remnants of Tyhcinn's cum off my face when I heard
Tony's pickup pull up to the lake. I couldn't quite believe how my life had
changed. A little over an hour ago Tyhcinn's warm, wet mouth had been
clamped on my cock and I was enjoying an amazing blow job and ready to
blast the first of multiple cum rockets into my old bud's mouth. Fuck, I
was ready to drown the dude with my pent-up splooge. I was in heaven.

But heaven had quickly become hell. I'd been fucked in the ass by the black
boy. No other way to put it. Tyhcinn had gotten his black pole in my hole,
ridden me like a whore, and juiced my ass. And on top of that, I'd sucked
his dick and swallowed his load. The part of Tyhcinn's first jizz dump that
I hadn't licked off the floor still filled my ass, and his second sperm
explosion was swimming laps in my stomach – at least the part that
wasn't coating my tongue and mouth. And now Tony and Lang had arrived to
add to my humiliation.

Tyhcinn thought it would be funny if I was bent over the kitchen table with
my ass cheeks spread apart when the guys came into the cabin. I begged and
protested, but Tyhcinn didn't take my objections well. It was clear my job
over the weekend was to do whatever the nerd wanted, do it quickly and do
it with no complaints.

Being bent over the table at least meant Tony and Lang wouldn't see my
annoying erection. I was at the point that my day couldn't be any more
humiliating, so I reluctantly complied with Tyhcinn's instructions, bending
over the table and spreading wide my freshly seeded ass crack.

Tyhcinn met Tony and Lang at the cabin door. I wanted to seep into the
floor, but I stayed in position, bent over the kitchen table. Face down, I
wouldn't have to look Tony and Lang in the eyes and see their scorn.

"So where is our little bottom boy?" Tony asked eagerly as Tyhcinn opened
the door. I was sorely tempted to jump up and slug the jerk, but I couldn't
risk Tony deciding to retaliate by distributing Tyhcinn's pictures and
video for all to see.

The cabin was small, and Tony and Lang saw me seconds after Tony asked his
question. A moment of stunned silence followed. Time seemed to stand still
as I feared the worst.

Tony broke the silence by yelling, "Holy fuck!"

Lang shouted, "Mother of God, I don't believe it!"

Fuck. My life was over. Tyhcinn, Tony and Lang were going to treat me like
shit all weekend. It probably wouldn't end there. With baseball season
over, I wouldn't have to endure any locker rooms and practices with Tony
and Lang, but I was about to start my summer job as a pool boy at a company
owned by Lang's older brother. The job appealed to me mainly because I
could show off my eight pack while I spent the summer servicing swimming
pools, shirtless and getting a tan. Lang would be working at the pool
company, too, so I'd see him every day. That meant he'd have endless
possibilities to humiliate me. I dreaded what I might have to do to keep
the redhead quiet. I had no doubt that Tyhcinn and Tony would find plenty
of ways to torture me over the summer, too. At least in the fall I would
escape when we went to different colleges.

Tony bounded over to the table, slapping my ass. I gasped as I felt the
sting, which was eerily like way my ass cheeks felt after Tony had snapped
them with his wet, coiled towel right before he'd caught me jacking off in
the locker room shower. Ironically, that had been the start of my current
nightmare.

"That is one fine bubble butt ya got there, Tyler," Tony guffawed. "Yes
siree. Always liked watching you show off in the locker room. Jock straps
make your ass cheeks look awesome. And hey, what's this? A little pink hole
that looks like it was made for my cock. Whaddya say we find out? You ready
to get your brains fucked out?"

Lang jumped on the bandwagon, too. I felt his big hands on my ass cheeks
and he joked, "This ass should have warning labels on it. `Warning: scoping
out this bubble butt may cause unanticipated erections. If erection lasts
more than four hours... you know what to do.'" Tony snickered, and Lang
continued, "Tyler, boy, you should be proud because there is not a finer
ass in any high school in the country. And it's about to take a couple of
hard cocks for one helluva ride."

If I could have died and sank into the kitchen table, I would have. At
least that is what my brain was telling me. My cock, however, was
announcing something quite different: that what Tony and Lang were
describing didn't sound all that bad. Tyhcinn's dick fucking my hole had
felt good enough that I wasn't completely turned off by the prospect of
getting balled again. If only it wasn't Tony doing the honors. I would have
much preferred getting fucked by a total stranger, even a guy that was
gross.

At least Tony had a hot body. His big guns were his pride and joy, with
good reason. But face down on my mother's table, I wouldn't be enjoying the
show.

"Go right ahead, dudes," Tyhcinn said. "I think I'll fix myself some Jack
Daniels and watch the action while my dick recovers. Our hungry little slut
gave me a nice, sloppy blow job after I fucked his boi pussy, so I've
already seeded both of his holes. Yeah, he's a cocksucker, and he did a
very credible job on my dick. But you dudes have a couple of hard cocks
that could use a little relief, and I'm sure our jock cum bucket would love
to help you out."

Tony and Lang got undressed in record time and I quickly had a mouthful of
the red fur that covered Lang's balls. Fucker's prick was resting on my
face as he fed me his ball sac. "Start with the eggs before I feed you the
sausage, cocksucker," Lang sneered.

Meanwhile, Tony lubed his cock and my ass while throwing out a string of
derogatory comments, calling me dick face, cock whore, cumdump, bitch boi,
and worse. It was almost a relief when his fat cock penetrated me and the
stream of verbal abuse was replaced by pants and groans and an occasional,
"Fuck, yeah!"

I grimaced as Tony's cock breached my greased hole and he slid inside my
already-spermed ass. I had told myself that I wasn't going to be a wimp and
let him know if it hurt. I was going to take whatever he dished out. Maybe
because I was expecting the worst, his dick barely caused any pain.

Tony pulled out to apply more lube, commenting on how tight my ass was, and
his second assault on my hole didn't hurt at all. He was balls deep in me
before I even realized it.

Fuck. I never thought that I'd be bottoming for any guy, much less
Tony. But here I was with his thick prick buried in my hole.

I was surprised that Tony's cock had penetrated me with so little
effort. Yeah, Tyhcinn's big cock had opened me up, but my ass had offered
no resistance to Tony's tool and he hadn't experienced any trouble
occupying my hole. The tiny discomfort I'd felt initially had
disappeared. More surprising was that Tony's cock felt... awesome.

Tony was babbling about how great my ass felt and how tight it was. He
pulled his fat cock out and rammed it back inside me, causing me to
grunt. Soon, he was pulling out and slamming in, punishing my ass with his
dick. The only reason my mom's table wasn't being pushed across the floor
was that Lang's milky white thighs were pressed on the other side as the
dude used my mouth.

My biggest problem at that moment, pun intended, was Lang. Lang Long
Dong. He didn't have that nickname for nothing. Until now, I hadn't seen
his big weapon when it was hard. But the dude's butt buster was
impressive. Fuck, it was a giant.

Lang was intent on getting his manhood all the way down my punished throat,
grabbing my head and face fucking me despite my gagging pleas for
mercy. "Your face is too damn pretty not to have a cock in your mouth,
fucker," Lang snarled. "Make me feel good, baby, `cuz that's your job this
weekend."

I couldn't believe I was being split roasted by Tony and Lang while Tyhcinn
sipped Jack Daniels and watched in amusement. I'd started my day without
ever having had a cock in my ass or in my mouth. But in less than two hours
I had a load of cum in both holes and a second cock buried in each of them.

The other thing I couldn't fathom was how good Tony's damn cock felt inside
my butthole. My boi pussy felt great. So great that my cock was still
hard. At least nobody could detect it, because it was crushed between my
stomach and my mom's kitchen table. Damn, she would be horrified if she
knew what her table was being used for.

"Fuck, the slut has a tight bubble butt," Tony moaned. "If Melissa's cunt
was this tight, I'd still be fucking her. I haven't dicked her since a
month before prom." Well, I had my answer about why Melissa had been so
interested in me at prom. She knew Tony was ready to move on. Too bad she
had the bad fortune to go after a gay boy. But I felt a smug sense of
satisfaction knowing that Tony liked my ass better than a hot cheerleader's
cunt.

As brutal as Tony's assault on my ass was, Lang might have been worse with
my throat. I felt helpless as he clamped his huge hands around my head and
rammed his donkey dong into my mouth. My eyes were watering and I was
concentrating on gasping for breath whenever Lang briefly pulled out.

The split roast went on for a good fifteen minutes, but I could tell Tony
was getting close when he grabbed my hips with an iron grip and started
drilling my ass in short, violent bursts. I hated to admit it, but he was
making my ass sing. Tony let out a long, loud grunt that turned into a
groan and finally a gasp. Dude sounded like an animal in heat, which I
suppose is close to an accurate description for a horny 18-year-old high
school kid on the verge of dumping a load in a tight hole. He shouted, "I'm
cumming, I'm cumming in your fucking asshole!"

I felt Tony's cum gush into my used hole. He kept pounding my ass like a
madman after he came, but then stopped all at once, gasping for breath like
he had just sprinted around the bases after an inside-the-park home
run. Fucker probably thought he had hit a home run when he got the
opportunity to dick my ass.

Lang was waiting for my boi pussy's vacancy sign to flash, and once Tony
stopped plowing me, Lang pulled his long fuck rod from my throat and
circled around me. His massive hands pried my ass cheeks apart and he
teased my gaping anus with the head of his cock.

"Damn, Tony," Lang commented. "I knew I was getting sloppy thirds, but you
fucking flooded the dude's guts. I guess I'll find out how good your cum
works as lube."

Lang slammed his cock into my hole in one violent thrust, making me gasp
for breath. "Fuck yeah," he growled, "I've been waiting to ball your
hairless hole for a long, long time, pretty boy. And now I'm gonna take you
for one helluva ride."

Lang sloooowly pulled out, then drilled into me again. Lang repeated the
pattern a dozen times, an agonizingly slow withdrawal that left me missing
how full my ass felt when his cock was all the way inside me, followed by a
rapid assault that sent an excited jolt straight to my cock. Damn. The tall
pitcher knew how to fuck.

Lang went to work bulldozing my ass. He repeatedly gasped, "Fuck yeah, fuck
yeah" as he destroyed my hole. I couldn't help letting out a soft moan each
time Lang growled, "Fuck yeah!"

Tony wasn't done humiliating me. He grabbed my hair and forced my mouth
open with his fingers as he guided his spent, semi-hard dick toward
me. "That's right, bitch," he gloated. "Open up and clean my cock off with
your mouth. If you're lucky, maybe there's a drop or two of my babymakers
for you to enjoy."

Fuck. I had sucked Tyhcinn's cock after it had been buried in my hole, so I
wasn't exactly breaking new ground. I only wished it wasn't Tony's cock
that was sinking into my mouth. His dick tasted a lot spermier than
Tyhcinn's had, but I suppose Tony's was coated not only with his own jizz
but with Tyhcinn's, too.

Lang may have been Lang Long Dong, but he was also Lang Long Fuck. I kept
thinking he would have nut quickly after I got him going by sucking his
cock while Tony fucked me. But the lanky stud railed on my ass for twenty,
then thirty minutes. He was sweating like a pig, with drops of sweat
dripping from his red hair onto my bare back. He occasionally mumbled about
how tight my ass was and how he liked my hot body.

Finally, Lang accelerated his deep thrusts into my ravaged hole and blew
his load, crying out, "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, yeah!" I didn't think his
load was anywhere near as big as Tyhcinn's and Tony's had been. But it
occurred to me that maybe Lang's long dick had deposited his boy juice so
far inside me that I couldn't tell.

Later that night, I found why it took so long for Lang to nut. He had
always wanted to be in a foursome and his girlfriend had arranged exactly
that two nights earlier. He had fucked three different girls repeatedly for
hours, so the fact that it took him a long time to cum in my hole was
understandable. He left no doubt that he liked my ass better than any of
the three cunts he had dicked, which made me feel good in a weird way.

Lang kept grinding his cock in my ass after he nutted, almost as if he was
sorry that his fuck was over. Tony had popped open a beer and was drinking
with Tyhcinn, but he said, "Lang, dude, ya gotta use the cock cleaner after
you fuck the whore's ass. Stick it in his mouth." Lang chuckled but pulled
out, leaving my ass feeling cold and empty, and fed me his softening
cock. I got an even bigger taste of cock cum from Lang's prick than I had
from Tyhcinn's and Tony's. Both of my holes were cesspools of teen spunk.

I had a serious problem. Despite dumping a load on my chest while Tyhcinn
fucked me, my cock was rock hard and had been the entire time I sucked
Tyhcinn and Tony and Lang fucked my ass. My dick had been hard so long it
was painful. The evidence was concealed only because I was bent over the
kitchen table.

I was loath to get up and reveal my condition, but it wasn't clear what
options I had. I stayed put after Lang pulled his long snake from my mouth,
thinking maybe the threesome would head out to the lake to celebrate their
conquests of my ass, leaving me a little privacy. If they did, I wanted
nothing more than to whack off a load.

But no luck. Tyhcinn suspected my state, because after a minute or two, he
snarled, "Get up and turn around, slut."

I froze, not moving.

"Our boi whore has a pea brain," Tyhcinn said. "Knows his job this weekend
to obey every order, no complaints, no questions. But what does he do? He
fucks up at the beginning.

"So which one of the pics should we post first, dudes? Black cock in the
blond boy's ass? Black cock in the blond boy's mouth? Maybe the one where
he's crying as he sniffs Lang's red pubes? Or the outfielder and pitcher
split roasting the shortstop?"

Fuck. I had no choice. I'm sure my face was bright red as I turned to face
my three high school classmates. My boner pointed toward the ceiling.

I was clenching my butt cheeks to keep three loads of teen spunk from
flooding out of my ass. The head of my cock was coated with pre-cum, and my
stomach was smeared with enough of the stuff to last for days. My mother's
kitchen table had a nice covering, too, a fact I hoped she would never
discover.

"I thought so," Tyhcinn smirked, pointing at my erect dick. "Our little cum
whore likes getting his ass fucked. Beat yourself off, bitch. Show us how
much you like being our cumdump."

Tony wasn't to be outdone. "Yeah, and since you love having things in your
pussy so much, stick your finger in your hole and dig out our cum and
swallow it, cock whore."

I was in for a weekend of humiliation. Frantically beating my meat and
finger fucking myself while the three dudes laughed at me was likely to be
the least of my worries. And I really, really needed to bust a nut.

I obediently dropped to my knees and fisted my cock to a quick climax as I
repeatedly stuck a finger in my hole and licked off the mélange of boy
cum filling my ass. As great as it felt to have my finger in my boi pussy,
it would have felt better if I had had a stiff cock buried in it. And
that's exactly what I was fantasizing about as my cock erupted. Tony's fat
brown prick, Tyhcinn's big black cock, and Lang's pale long dong, each
ripping my asshole at will.

I experienced a shattering orgasm, almost as good as the one I had when
Tyhcinn's big black cock pillaged my boi pussy. I gasped for breath and
shook as I pumped a load from my balls. I was embarrassed and humiliated,
but damn it felt good. And while I didn't embrace it at the time, that
embarrassment and humiliation, being laughed at by two jocks and a geek,
was part of the reason the climax was so amazing.

When I finished, Tyhcinn ordered me to scoop the jizz off my stomach and
eat it. Tony and Lang grimaced in horror, but I had already licked one of
my loads, along with a good piece of one of Tyhcinn's, off the floor, and
had eaten a nice stew of cock seed from three dicks, so it didn't seem like
that big of a deal. Fuck, cum tasted good. I liked the texture and the
salty taste. I slurped it down, still a bit in shock at how quickly my life
had changed.

Once Tony and Lang got over their disgust of seeing me eat my own cum, they
cracked up and laughed so hard they started crying. I felt like crying,
too, but not from laughing too much. Tyhcinn had a nice video of the whole
scene.

The next thing Tyhcinn did completely and permanently crushed me. He made
me dry off my abs with paper towels while he fished a Sharpie from his
backpack. Tyhcinn made me sit on the kitchen table – I swear, the top
was still slippery with my pre-cum, and Tony and Lang hooted as Tyhcinn
wrote `Pussyboi' in a line below my bellybutton, just above my trimmed
pubes. I stared at what Tyhcinn was doing to me in disbelief.

Tyhcinn was into calligraphy shit, and his script was quite a work of
art. It would have been elegant and classy if it wasn't my stomach that he
was using as his canvas. He brought the `y' in Pussyboi down in a swirling,
artsy curve until it cradled the base of my cock.

No fucking way I would be able to take off my clothes anywhere other than
in the privacy of my own bedroom for the rest of the summer; likely it
would take that long for the Sharpie's ink to fade and gradually
disappear. I mean, what the hell was I supposed to do in the gym showers,
prancing around with `Pussyboi' written above my dick?

Tyhcinn wasn't done. He turned me around and continued writing on the top
of my ass cheeks, adding, `Cumdump' and drawing some fancy arrows toward my
ass crack. Tony and Lang gave Tyhcinn suggestions for his artwork, and when
he was done, he'd added flying cocks that looked like Tom of Finland-sized
dicks aimed at my ass. He colored one in so it was lack. At Lang's
suggestion, Tyhcinn added a box above my ass that said, `Insert cock
below.'

Of course, Tyhcinn took a photo of my ass, supposedly so I could see his
artwork. I was completely humbled. I didn't think the worst fraternity
hazing could be as bad.

But being marked with a Sharpie wasn't the last of my agony. Tyhcinn found
one of those huge, thick rubber bands and fit it around my junk. It wasn't
tight enough to be uncomfortable, but added enough pressure that my dick
seemed to stay plumper than normal.

Next, Tyhcinn dug out some twine from my mother's gardening supplies and
attached it to the rubber band, announcing that whoever took the pussyboi
cumdump out for a walk would need to keep it on the leash in case it tried
to run away. As if I was going anywhere naked and with `Pussyboi Cumdump'
scrawled on my stomach and butt.

Tony and Lang were laughing so hard they practically crapped. Tony thought
it was hilarious to flick my cock and jerk on the twine attached to the
rubber band, making my junk dance like a jumping bean.

My life could not get any worse. Funny how you go for years with a certain
image, and then in hours it can be crushed.

Fuck. I had to endure three more days at the lake.


TO BE CONTINUED...

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