Date: Mon, 15 Mar 2021 01:42:14 -0500
From: Corpusdawg88@aim.com
Subject: Top Dawg 1-3 (gay/highschool, athletics)

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Part One

"Hey hot stuff, save me!!"

I turn, nod and smile at the guy as I keep walking to the lifeguard stand.
Don't get me wrong, I love my job, I love Blacks Beach to death but fuck
there were a lot of queers here during the summer. I hear another wolf
whistle as I climb up into my stand but ignore it. Let them stare, it
wasn't like I had anything to be ashamed of

"Wassup Archie!" One of the local surfers say as they jog out into the
water. I wave back and watch the guys eyes follow him all the way. I shake
my head in disgust as I pull the lotion out of my bag, it was gonna be one
of those days where the sun was not gonna stop and last thing I needed was
to burn.

My name is Archibold Brian King, Archie to just about everybody which let
me tell you, sucked. Growing up it was fine but since that fucking gay ass
show came on everyone asks why my hair is black instead f red or am I still
dating Veronica. Real childish crap.

I'm 18 years old and am on top of the world, and not just because I'm
sitting on a six foot lifeguard stand. You may not know me but I am the 3rd
ranked high school wrestler in the nation and this year I'm going for
number one. I go to Westview High here in San Diego and seriously, my life
rocks.

I've spent the whole summer working out, lifting, running, anything when
I'm not getting a killer tan while doing my job. I need to be 182 by the
time the season starts if I'm going to be able to compete against the guys
I want. I'm 6'2" and at 5 percent body fat, I'm pretty sure I can get that
down to 4 by the time the season starts. So basically what that means is
I'm a stud.

Don't laugh, I have a perfect eight pack, super defined pecs, biceps for
days and a pair of thighs that could crush a watermelon in seconds. Overall
I am the complete package. Thanks to my mom I am naturally smooth which
only makes my cut lines stand out even more and thanks to my dad I fill out
just about any singlet I wear, if you catch my drift. I'm a beast and I
love it, and apparently so do the fags that come to watch me every morning.

I'm not hating, it just gets old. I don't know how many times you can tell
a guy you're not gay before you're allowed to fuck him up but I was getting
to that point. But all of this fades as I look out over the ocean and
smile, screw the gays and all of that, his was going to be my year, I could
feel it. Nothing could stop me.


The day passes quickly, I've gotten some more color and I was able to do
some crunches on the platform when I got bored so my abs were popping. I
see my replacement coming across the beach and I gather my things up. I
notice the gays don't fucking bug him like they do me.

That's because I look better than him.

He waits for me to climb down and I hear a couple of cheers as my ass is
shown.

"Damn you have a fan club," Seth says with a smile.

"You can have them," I half growl as I see they are still staring.

He laughs and climbs up the stand as I leave. I'm almost to the parking lot
when my number one fan comes running up.

"Hey Archie," he says breathlessly.

"No," I say curtly.

"Oh come on, I haven't even said anything!"

His name was Matty and he was one of the surf pups that practically lived
here over the summer. He has a whole pack of friends that hang out by the
coves, surf, get high and whatever they can get up to. If Matty here is any
indication, they have a lot of gay sex.

"Are you gonna ask me out to the dunes for a blow job?"

"Well yeah but at least let me ask before you turn me down!"

Sighing I keep walking.

"Come on man, I know you don't have a girlfriend!"

He was right, I didn't. My entire life was training, I didn't have any time
for dates or romance or anything. My life was working out, eating right and
making sure I was the best I could be. Maybe some of the other guys could
handle being less than the best but I couldn't. I was laser focused so that
meant no girls. It was a harsh rule but one I lived by.

"That doesn't mean I'm fucking gay," I snarl.

He held up his hands, "Whoa dude I wasn't saying you were, but don't you
just wanna have some fun, you know a little release?"

I knew I should have beaten this kid down the first time he came on to me
but I was trying to be nice.

"Dude, back the fuck off! Just take no for an answer!"

He took a step back and looked like a hurt puppy, "Ok man, was just trying
to help you out."

"I don't need that kind of help!"

He nodded and walked away, fuck I hope that was over.

I climb into my brand new black Jeep Wrangler, oversized leather seats,
digital sound system, the whole nine yards. My dad had bought it for me
when I made varsity last year and I loved this thing. I got in and turned
the engine over, for a second I feel a tinge and freeze. I can feel the
head rush and my leg twitch slightly as the vibrations even out. Whew, that
was intense. I wait for everything to relax before I back out of the
parking lot.

That was my girl, too much horsepower for her own good.

My mom is cooking something when I walk in, it smells fantastic.

"Hey ma!" I yell as I head to my room.

"Make sure you wash you wash up before dinner," she scolds.

I toss my bag down and strip off my board shorts. I look at myself I the
mirror and like what I see. My tan is insane, the tan line above my pubes
is just killer, A shame once the season starts I can't maintain it but for
now I looked fucking hot. My cock is still half hard from the parking lot,
Jesus this thing has a mind of it's own.

I turn on the shower and get in. The cold feels amazing on my burnt skin, I
fell my entire body relax as I let the day just pass through me. I forget
the fags, Marty, everything, and just focus on my year. I was so close I
could taste it. I pictured myself out there on the mat, arm raised as the
guy I had just stomped was still face down on the mat. Every muscle
popping, the bulge of my donkey dick slipping down my left leg, the entire
country seeing how fucking hot I am. I was the going to be top dawg this
year, I was.

Well now my cock was fully hard and there was no way it was going down
until I came.

I fist the base of it and look down at my pride and joy. Any guy could work
out a lot and get super cut, but none of them had what I had. A fucking
fat, uncut cock that was never quite satisfied with itself. I start to
stroke and for the millionth time wish I had a gf to fuck. Being celibate
last year was tough and this year was going to be worse, but I could tell
the difference in concentration. With no stupid texts, no late night calls,
I had all the time in the world to focus on me and my body.

But man my dick missed pussy.

My hand was a blur as I felt my balls start to ache, there was a tingle
through my groin as I felt everything start to blur. My vision goes fuzzy
and I feel my eyes roll back as I shoot my load all over the shower wall. I
blacked out for a moment as my orgasm moved through my body. One thing
about my condition, cumming was always fucking incredible.

I suppose I should explain.

I have what my doctor calls an overactive prostate. Basically it means that
any vibrations or shit like that can cause me to go into what I call fuck
mode. You know when you're about to nut and nothing else in the world
matters? You are right on the edge and even if your mom walked in on you
wouldn't stop until you came? The state of mind you only get when you're
right on the edge? Well if anything fucks with my prostate I instantly go
there. Most of the time it sucks, when I'm driving the vibrations of the
car will shake me just enough to make m half hard. Bigger engines, like the
one on the team bus, can put me in an almost drunk state, where my cock is
raging hard and I am about two seconds away from blowing my load. Honestly
most of the time I don't even notice it, but when I jerk off, my orgasm
hits my prostate and its like fucking fireworks going off in my head. It's
like nothing I can describe except, perfect.

Because of that I am super drained after I cum. I am barely able to dry off
and collapse naked on my bed before I pass out.  I drift off with a smile
on my face though, because I am feeling no pain.


A hand slapping my ass wakes me up in a flash and I yelp and spin around
quickly.

My dad I standing there laughing, "Boy do you know how much hell you'd hear
if I was your mom?"

I grab my pillow and put it over my crotch, "Sorry dad, took a shower and
passed out."

He gave me a wink, "Well if you spent your time actually washing and not
beating your meat you wouldn't be dead to the word would you?'

My parents of course know of my condition, my mom knows it as a medical
thing but my dad knows the whole story. He was super cool about it, making
sure my mom knew if my door was closed to knock first and he was always
buying me lotion on the side. He knew even normal day to day shit turned me
on because of it so he just assumed I was always jerking off.

He wasn't wrong.

"Well drop your cock and grab your socks, dinner is ready and I am pretty
sure your mom has a no shoes, no shirt, no food policy."

I nod and smile, "Thanks dad."

He gives me one more look, "Looking lean son, you're going to tear them up
this year."

I feel a flush of pride, my dad was the one who pushed me to be this
good. He wrestled in the military and was the one who got me into it in
junior high. It was like having my own motivation guy on call, pumping my
ego when I was down and keeping me grounded when in slacked off. He wanted
me to have this year as much as I did.

I flex for him, "Am doing double reps now, trying to bulk up the most I can
without going over weight."

He feels my bicep, "Don't overdo it, you get too big and you'll shoot right
past your weight class and then what?"

"Then I'll have to kick some bigger guy's ass?'

He laughed, "That's my top dawg, come on get dressed."

He waked out and I tossed the pillow aside. I looked down at my cock, "See
what you get me into?'

My cock looked bored with the whole conversation and went back to sleep.

Typical.


That Monday school starts and I am ready to go.

Most of the guys hadn't seen me since last year and they could see how much
bigger I was. I wore my letterman jacket, a tight pair of jeans that cupped
my ass perfectly, pair of orange converse high tops with a tight red shirt
that hugged my chest within an inch of its life. I looked like a fucking
god and I could see everyone could tell. I nodded to a bunch of people I
didn't know as I waked down until I got to my locker. Me and a couple of
the guys had all moved our lockers together back in sophomore year so it
was like out own little jock corner. As I waked up the guy's eyes got wide.

"What's up losers?" I asked.

"What the fuck man?" Tony, 195, thick guy with tree trunk legs, "Someone
upgraded this summer."

I smile as Wyatt, 152, tone as fuck surfer guy, comes up and gestures for
me to take my jacket off, "Come on man, don't tease."

I roll my eyes as I slip my jacket off and let them see everything.

"Jesus Christ," Cooper, 182, same build as me just not as good, says as he
reaches for my shirt, "You have got to be kidding." He lifts my shirt and I
flex my eight pack for him. He runs his fingertips over the hard ridges and
I can see how impressed he is.

"What can I say guys?" I say slipping my jacket back on, "It's hard to be
this good."

They groan and Wyatt throws a wadded up piece of paper at me, "Nice to know
the only thing bigger than your body is your ego."

I give him a wink as I opened my locker, "What? Like my eyes don't work?'

They laughed but no one said anything. I was the best looking guy on the
team, in the school you could argue and no one wanted to debate me on
that. A couple of girls walked by, their eyes practically falling out as
they looked at me, "Welcome back Archie," they say as one.

"Hey girls," I said with a head nod, no idea who they are.

As soon as they were gone the guys mimicked them, "Hey Archie..." their
voices high and cracking.

I flipped them off and tossed my bag in, "Shut up Cooper, last time you got
any you put peanut butter on your dick for your dog."

The guys all laughed and pointed at him as he grew red.

We all got our shot and walked to class together.

Yep, my year.


School passed pretty quickly and afterwards I made my way to the gym.

God I loved this place. The smell, the way the sound bounced from the
walls, everything. I had grown up in places like this, they were my home in
so many ways. As I walked across the court to the locker room I could feel
my confidence triple as I push open the door.

"I have returned!" I screamed, scaring the shit out of the underclass men
who had been changing out.

"King!" Coach screamed, "Stow that shit and get in here!"

"Coming mother," I called back, making the guys bust up as I jogged over to
the office.

"Always the smart ass huh? Get in there," he said shooing me into this
office.

I paused, there was someone else already in the office. He was younger,
maybe sophomore? He was in good shape for his age, well defined, tight
body, he had a pair of baggy jeans on that only made his waist look smaller
than it was because of his big chest. He had that fresh faced look that
most guys laughed at on the mat but girls loved. He had curly brown hair
and a mouth that seemed to rest at a smirk, he nodded at me as we made eye
contact.

"Archie, that's the kid," coach said closing the door.

"I'm Grayson," he said extending his hand.

I glanced at it then back to the coach, "What did you need?"

"You didn't turn your physical in," he said going though some papers on his
desk.

"I thought I didn't have to this year."

The coach shook his head, "Not sure who told you that but you do."

"What about my last one?"

He stopped and looked at me, "Archie, you are going for the gold this
year. Do you want to be disqualified because of something as stupid as a
damn physical?"

I looked down, "No sir."

"Great, you guys have about twenty minutes to get to the clinic before it
closes."

"Guys?" I ask looking up.

"Yeah the kid needs his as well, he just transferred in and his paperwork
didn't follow. Take him and both of you get it done."

"He doesn't have a car?"

"Nice," Grayson mutters under his breath,

"Son. Take the kid, go get your physical. Stop bitching. Got it?'

"Yes sir."

"Good, go!"

I don't even look at him "Come on."

"Lead on," he says cheerful

I get into my Jeep as. He marvels at it, "Damn, this is yours?"

I nod behind the wheel, "Yeah, come on."

He hops in and looks around, "Dude, this is tight."

I don't bother saying anything as I pull out of the parking lot.

Were halfway there and he starts talking, "So, heard you're the best on the
team."

I nod, and keep driving.

"That's cool, I wrestled last year at my old school but nothing like
this. Any tips?"

I glance over at him, "Get bigger."

He waits, expecting me to go on and then shakes his head "Ooookkk then."

He's thankfully silent the rest of the way.

We run into the clinic as the nurse is flipping the sign, "We're from
Westview, he's expecting us!"

She looks like she doesn't care until the doctor comes out, "Go ahead and
let them in Jennie and you can leave. I'll lock up after."

She smiles and lets us in, "See you tomorrow doc."

He waves her out and locks the door behind us, "You boys are lucky, I was
about to give up on you."

"Sorry sir, " I said as we follow him back.

"How you been Archie? You've spent the summer working out I see."

The pride that this guy who only sees me once a year can tell is
nice. "Yessir, I was lifeguarding and keeping in shape. I am going for
number one this year."

He nods as he pulls some gloves on, "Well if anyone can get there it's
you. Up on the table."

I hop up as the kid sits and waits.

"Anything new? Pains? Sores? Injuries?" He asks as he checks my throat.

"No sir," I gargle as he moves to my ears.

"Good, good, and what about you condition, any worse?"

I feel my face flush as I shake my head, "Still the same sir."

"Good, good. Ok shoes off."

I untie my converse and he exams the soles of my feet and reflexes. I feel
my stomach knot up as we get closer to the bain of my existence.

He finishes and temps back, "You know the drill by now."

I nod and undo my pants, I slip them over my boxer briefs and then pull
them down as well and bend over. I catch the kid peeking at my junk but it
doesn't look like a gay thing, just curious. I mean who doesn't look?

"Ok," the doctor says from behind, "Deep breath."

I feel his finger press against my hole and then push in quickly. I wince
from the displeasure as he roots up into my ass, digging for my
prostate. He moves over it and just like that my head fogs. I know a low
moan escapes my mouth before I can stop it and I feel my hips push back,
causing his hand to be forced out.

"Steady," he says putting a hand on my back, "Relax."

"I'm trying sir," I said, my breath already ragged, my cock filling up
fast. He pushes into me again and this time hits it in one. I feel my legs
get weak as my eyes roll back in my head, before I know it I'm cumming.

"Fuck...fuck!!" I scream as my cock erupts all over the exam table. I feel
like gallons of cum gushes out, I can do nothing to stop it, I just have to
shake and cum as my whole body screams in pleasure. I am panting as the
spots in front of my eyes fade, I don't know how much time has passed
because the doc has already taken his gloves off and is writing something.

"Very good," he says handing me a cup, "Collect a sample and clean up can
you?'

I pull up my pants and make sure not to look at the kid as I collect some
of my own cum and put it in the cup. I hand it back and he passes me a wet
rag. I wipe my mess up, I shot all over the fucking table and it looks like
past it, but I am not getting on my hands and knees to find out.

I toss the rag away and grab my shoes and sit down. I glance over and the
kid who is just staring at me open mouthed,

"What?" I growl and he pulls back, afraid I'm going to punch him.

"Nothing!" He says quickly and looks away.

"Your turn son," the doc says and he moves over and hops up on the table.

God why did I have to bring him? He just saw me fucking shoot a porn star
load from just having a finger up my ass. No one at school knew my
condition and I'd be the laughing stock if they did. I watched as the
doctor worked him over, when he did the prostate exam exam all the kid did
was grunt and wince.

You know, like normal people.

He got dressed as the doc filled out our forms, "You're both in perfect
health and should have a very good year." He handed us the papers, "Archie,
I'm looking forward to seeing you go all the way."

"Thanks sir," I say as I walk out, not caring if the kid was behind me or
not.

I got into the Jeep and slammed the door, my knuckles were white as I
gripped the steering wheel.

He got in and did his seat belt, silent.

I turn to look at him, "You ever say one fucking word I swear to god I will
end you."

His eyes got wide as he cringed.

"You get that? Fucking end you."

He nodded and in a very small voice asked, "What was that?"

I wanted to it my fist through his face but that would just get people
asking questions. "I have a condition, my prostate is weird. It's not a gay
thing!" I add and he nods again.

"So what it is super sens..."

"I'm not talking about this!" I snap and his mouth closes. "No one, you got
it?"

He nods again.

"Good," I said as I start the car, "If I hear even a fucking whisper about
this, I know where it came from."

"I won't say anything!" He blurts out and I believe him.

"For your sake you better not."

The ride back to the school was silent, we turned in our papers and I went
home.

FUCK! This had started as j=such a good day too,

Part Two

The next month we trained like crazy.

We had a good group this year but no one they could come close to touching
me: I usually ended up sparring against Cooper since he was the closet to
my weight. He was good but I was head and shoulders above him and we both
knew it. Still, it was better than nothing so I made do with what I had.

The only time the kid talked to me was about a week later when he asked me
if I could spar with him to give notes. I told him I didn't spar with
underclassmen and he should find someone that he could handle. He looked
hurt but whatever, this wasn't wrestling camp, not everyone got treated
equally. He had two years left to get his shit together, all I had was this
year before I started wrestling at the college level.

Our first match was at home and we kicked their ass solidly. Well I did at
least, a couple of the guys won their weight too but I stomped my guy
within an inch of his life. The fucking feeling of looking down at a guy
knowing you were his better..Not even sex could beat that feeling. The next
game was at San Marcos, couple of hours away but it was a Saturday day game
which meant leaving on Friday and staying in a hotel so we were rested.
The new guys were pumped, it was their first time wrestling out of the
school, the rest of us took out time to study tape of the guys we'd be
going against, because no one wanted to lose in front of strangers.

That Friday we all got onto the bus to leave. I always sat in the way back
since my condition was going to fuck me up anyways. I usually pretended I
was napping but in actually I was resisting the urge to cum. Everyone knew
to leave me alone before a match, everyone but the kid that is. He came
back and tried to talk me up but I just ignored him and he eventually went
away.I focused on anything but my cock the entire ride there. Counting the
seconds I could get off this fucking bus.

Once we arrived I grabbed my bag and got off the bus. I saw a couple of
side glances at the bulge sliding down my leg but no one was going to say
anything about it. So I had a big dick! And? We all got our stuff and
checked in and the coach started handing out room assignments. I saw Tony
and Wyatt get painless up so I assumed I was getting Cooper.

"Cooper you're with Jamison, Kong you're with Lake."

"Who?" I asked pissed.

"The kid," he said pointing to my own little fucking annoyance.

"Coach can't I room with..." I began to say and he cut me off.

"King; we're here to wrestle not braid each other's hair. No rating rooms,
period."

We all sat there stunned.

"Get going!"

I grabbed my room key and stomped off, this was bullshit. How did I end up
with this fucking punk?

"Hey sorry man," he said catching up to me halfway down the hall.

"Shit up. Leave me alone. Don't talk to me," I said not slowing down.

"What the fuck did I do to you man?"

I turned and glared at him, "You were fucking born."

He shook his head, "Dude you need to relax."

I ignored him and unlocked our room. I threw my bag down on the far bed and
walked into the bathroom, slamming the door.

Fuck I didn't need this.


We all ate dinner, hung out, I went back to the room, showered and laid
down. I said nothing to the kid and he wisely didn't try to talk to me. He
had brought an iPad and airbuds and was watching something when I went to
bed. At some point he turned on the heat cause it was fucking hot as hell.

"What the fuck?" I asked him.

"Dude I'm freezing!"

I kicked off the blankets and turned over, "Fucking pussy."

After a few I drifted off to sleep, and dreamed.

I was back at the doctors office except it was the nurse instead of the
doc. She had me bent over the table and she was whispering for me to take a
deep breath. I felt her push into me and I bore down on the pain until she
found my spot. She was moving around and I groaned from the discomfort, she
whispered sorry, hold on..." and kept digging. God the fucking pain...it
was so bad I felt myself waking up...

And boom, there it was.

I felt my mind explode and I could hear my moan as I threw my head
back. She has her finger right on my button and I was losing my shit. Fuck,
fuck she kept moving it, nudging it, slipping over it, every fucking
particle of my body reacting. Another perfect hit and I felt my body
jerk..And I heard moaning again. Loud ass moaning and someone calling out,
"Moooreee...fuck more..."

It was a deep voice, some guy was begging for...

Another finger and the nurse hit it again. I grunted. "Shit!" And heard the
voice say it as well. "Right there.." I said and the same time the voice
did, "Right fucking there.."

The nurse complied and I felt my body jerk again in response, my fucking
mind completely blown. It felt like I was flying it felt so good, no one
had ever played with it before and it was...fuck it was amazing. I groaned
and the voice followed and I was losing track of time...

"Fuck man you're into this," a male voice said.

I instantly came awake and saw the kid on my bed. I was about to scream at
him when something moved across my spot and the world broke as my whole
body jerked. Again and again, not resting on it for just brushing over it,
each touch making my nerve endings scream as I writhed around on the bed.

"Yeah you do like this," the kid said evilly, his finger moving off my
spot.

"W-what the fuck..." I panted, my mind still fuck drunk, "What are..."

Another jab and I feel my hips buck up.

"Whoa, that was hot," he says moving his finger back and hitting me
again. My hips are off the bed as I grind back into his fingers. I have no
control of anything as I feel him tease my hole with a laugh. "Not so tough
now huh?" He asks as he barely rests his fingertips on it.

I cry like a fucking girl, I can hear myself whimper as he tickles my guts,
I can feel my cock throb, smearing precum all over my abs.

"Big fucking dawg whining like a bitch," he sneers, "How bad you want this?
Come on Archie, how bad?"

I'm beyond speech but my mouth still babbles, "So bad, harder...please...."

What the fuck? Part of me is horrified but the main part of my brain is in
a complete fuck fog. He moves his fingers back and forth, eliciting more
and more desperate pleas for him to let me cum.

"Look at this body man, fucking perfect muscles, perfect abs, I mean look
at this cock man!! Why would god give you such a fucking cock if he was
going to gift you with this pussy?"

To accent his point he jabbed it once, my brain turning off for a moment
from the overwhelming pleasure. When I came to he had three fingers in me
now but there was no pain. My fucking spot was sending me so much pleasure
I didn't even notice it. All I knew was he was making me beg for it and
there was nothing I wouldn't do at this moment.

"Tell me you love this," he commanded.

"I fucking love this," I screamed.

"Tell me you want more."

"Please give me more...please!!!"

I was crying inside but my mouth wouldn't stop.

"Tell me to play with your pussy."

I forced my mouth shut so he hit it harder. Again lights flashed in front
of my eyes and he asked again.

"Tell me to play with your pussy."

 Two more jabs and my arms were over my head as my ass bucked upwards into
this hand.

"Say it!!" He raged.

"Play with my pussy!! Please play with my fucking pussy!!"

He finally pressed down on my spot and my cock just exploded. I could hear
myself just moaning like a fucking slut as I felt hot cum rain over my face
and chest. It felt like it wouldn't stop as my ass kept clenching, pulling
his fingers down onto it more and more. I felt myself start to black out as
his fingers slipped free of my ass.

I felt something press against my lips and didn't have the energy to stop
it. His fingers slid into mouth, feeding me a huge glob of my cum. I had no
idea what I was doing and felt myself suck on them as the world went black.

"Good girl," was the last thing I heard.


I woke up slowly, my mind was reeling, I wasn't even sure where I was for a
moment. I looked over and saw the kid sitting on the other bed and
everything came rushing back.

"Fucking asshole!" I screamed as jumped towards him.

He rolled back and held up his phone, "Don't even think it!!"

I was about to pound him when I heard my voice coming from the small
speaker.

"Play with my pussy!! Please play with my fucking pussy!"

I felt my blood go cold as I felt my knees go weak. I could see myself on
the screen, cumming everywhere from being fingered by a guy.

"It's already uploaded, so you can break my phone and I still have a
copy. So back the fuck up and sit down."

Slowly I moved back from him, I felt like a vampire retreating from a
cross. I stumbled back onto my bed, I don't even think I was breathing.

"That's better," he said sitting across from me, "Come at me again and this
will be everywhere, got it?'

I nodded, completely in shock.

"I said do you understand?"

"I do," I said with no emotion whatsoever.

"Good, so look, you're pissed right?"

My eyes narrowed as the urge to punch him rose, "You just fucking raped
me."

He rolled his yes, "Rape? Rape? Look dude,"

He came over and sat next to me, putting an arm around my shoulder. I
wanted to push it off but he was holding all the cards right now, best I
just wait for a time.

"See rape is when someone is forced to do something they don't want to do,"
he pushed a button on his phone and the video went to the start. Me on my
back, him crawling between my legs, applying lotion to my ass, his
fingers...me groaning in my sleep cause it hurt like a motherfucker and
then my whole body shook.

"More..." I hear myself moan and feel a wave of shame overcome me. I watch
as I writhe around on the bed, mewling, begging him to keep going. Even
when I wake up I am pushing back onto his hand. My cock is fucking raging
hard, there is no doubt my body is into this shit. I want to puke as I
watch him fucking play me like a fiddle, finally causing me to cum all over
myself. I look away as he feeds me my own cum, I feel sick to my stomach.

"So let's not use that word again ok? You may have not been wiling, but you
were more than wanting."

I looked over to him, "What do you want?"

"Me? What I want doesn't matter any more. I wanted to come to new school
and make friends with people. I tried to talk to you, tried to be nice and
you were a fucking dick every time. So what I want is long gone, the better
question is what do I need?"

"I don't have a lot of money dude, my dad isn't rich..."

He laughed, "No man, I ain't looking for money. You got this all wrong."

I look at him confused.

"See, you and me, we have the same problem."

"I doubt that," I say in a half growl.

"Watch your tone asshole, start treating me with respect or I'll say fuck
it and not try to bargain with you."

"OK, ok," I say quickly, "I'm sorry, what is our problem?"

"We don't have girlfriends."

I blink a few times, not sure if he is joking or not.

"See I just got here so its hard for me to talk up a girl and you're
fucking super wrestler and have no time for one."

"What does that have to do with anything?'

"I am in a better mood when I get laid and I bet you are too."

"Come again?"

"I want a girlfriend to fuck, get my tension out and you need to get laid
more than anyone I know."

"So you want me to get you a girlfriend?"

He just chuckled, "No man, you're gonna be my girlfriend."

I jerked back and loot off the bed, "What the fuck man!"

"Sit down," he says calmly.

"I'm not gonna sit down, you can't just..."

"Sit down!" He barks, his finger on his phone. I can see the publish button
on Facebook on the screen. Fuck he actually has it uploaded!!

I close my mouth and sit down, as far away from him as I can and still be
on the bed.

"We can kill two birds with one stone here, and trust me, you're gonna love
it."

I was not going to love it.

"I need a hole to fuck and you have a pussy that needs filling."

"It's not a pussy," I say angrily and instantly regret it, "I mean, I'm not
a girl."

"No you're not, but you need realease my friend and so do I. So lay back
down, come on scoot up."

He gestures to the head of the bed but I don't move.

Sighing he shakes his head, "Just lay the fuck down, or do I need to
threaten this again?"

Fuckfuckfuck. He really has that video ready to post! If anyone saw
that...my fucking life, my future, fuck I would be ruined, completely
ruined. I can feel my eyes start to water as I crawl up towards the head of
the bed and lay down.

"Please don't do this man, please...be cool."

He pauses, "Be cool? You mean be a friend?'

I nod in a panic, maybe I can convince him not to do this.

"Ok sure, let's give that a try. I will delete this video and leave you
alone, on one condition."

"Name it, anything!"

"Say my name."

I just stare at him.

"What is my name? We've been on the same team for over a months prove to me
you aren't a raging asshole and at least know my name."

Fuckfuckfuck, what was it? I think the coach said it before the
physical...shit I don't know! I don't remember every fuck who is on the
team. He's a fucking freshman, how would I know?

"Um Jason?"

He shakes his head.

"Kyle? Steve? Adien?"

He reaches over to the table between the beds and grabs a bottle of lotion.

"See what I mean? You're a fucking asshole, I've tried talking to you a
dozen times, and I don't exist to you."

He pours some on his hand and tosses the lotion on the bed.

"So yeah, sorry, no deal."

He reaches towards me and I pull away, "Please..."

"Lay the fuck still," he commands, "Just let this happen, trust me you're
gonna love it."

"No I wont! I wont! I'm straight man, please...I'm straight."

He reaches between my legs and I fight the urge to kick him.

"I know you're straight man, but god gave you a gift, you need to share
that."

His fingers touch my ass and I jump, he moves closer and puts a hand on my
and, "Hold still."

I can feel him moving between my cheeks, his fingertip touching my hole, I
jump again but he is holding me in place. "Hold on," he says as he pushes
against my puckered hole, "There it is..."

I try to hold it close as long as I can but it is slowly moving forward and
I feel it enter me all the same.

"Fuck!" I shout, fuck he has a finger in me!

"Shut up fuckhead!" He snakes, "You want a coach coming in?'

Oh god the thought of someone walking in and finding me like this
terrifying me and I feel his finger push further into me.

"Unngghhhh...." I moan as I bite my bottom lip. It fucking huts, well not
hurt but it feels fucked up and I don't like it. He goes deeper and I make
more noise. He is past his second knuckle and I am trashing from the pain.

He takes his hand off my stomach and slaps the shit out of me, hard.

I freeze as I look up at him in shock.

"Stop being a pussy, fucking man up and take it."

The sting of where he hit me echoes, it doesn't hurt as much as it shocks
me. I feel my ass unclench and he pushes all the way in, I close my eyes
and try to take it.

"Ok, here we are..." he says casually, "If I remember it's right..."

"Please," I cry, "It fucking burns..."

And I gasp as I feel him brush it.

Instantly my ass is wide open and I can feel my legs spread. A low moan
escapes my mouth as he drags his finger back across it. My hips buck and my
cock is nearly hard as I hear my voice just plead, "Ohh....there...."

"Yeah is that it?" He baby talks me, nudging it slightly, causing my head
to slam back into the bed as my whole body moves. "Is that it?"

I nod and feel myself trying to push back on his fingers, my ass is
literally off the bed now as I try to fuck myself on his finger.

"Yeah see, you like this, you want this..." he says swiping it a couple
more times before sliding his finger out.

I let out a huge lungful of air as I fall back to the bed, I am already
sweating and my head feels like I am fucking plastered. My cock is just
throbbing as I slowly come back to my senses.

"See? That isn't rape," he says with an evil smile.

"Please don't" I beg him as I see his hand move under me.

"Shhhh," he said as I felt two fingers touch my hole, "Deep breath..."

I do as he says as he pushes into me. I curse from the pain and but I force
myself not to scream. He keeps pushing and I am almost at the limit of what
I can take.

"Come on!!" I snap, "Go!!"

"Your wish..." he shoves them all the way in and the pain is unbearable for
a moment until I feel him him touch it and my world shatters again.

"Oh fuck!!" I call out as I feel my will drain away almost instantly. It's
like being stuck in my own head without any control. I am mentally
screaming for him to stop but my body is rutting back onto his fingers like
a fucking cat in heat.

"Yeah there we go..." he laughs, "That's my girl."

Again I wanna scream I'm not a girl but instead I just moan and plead for
him to do it harder.

"Yes, yes..." I hear my voice plead as he fingers my spot again and again
and again.

I'm like a fucking puppet, every time he touches my spot my whole body
shakes, my legs keep spreading wide, my arms are all over the
place. Finally I just put them over my head to keep them still. My cock is
just leaking everywhere, I'm on the edge of cumming but I haven't even
touched it!! It's like nothing I've ever felt, my head is just spun, I have
no chance to pull myself free.

Even when he pulls his fingers out my head is still ringing, now I feel an
emptiness inside me and my cock is still screaming for release. I start to
come back to the world when I feel him press his finger back into me.

I automatically take a deep breath and ready myself as something big shoves
it way into me. The pain is off the charts and I look up in panic as I
realize that's not his finger.

He's fucking me!!

His fucking dick is in me and it burns like a motherfucker.

"Get it out!" I cry, "It hurts!! Please!!!"

"I swear to god you're going to get someone's attention with all that
screaming. You want the guys to find you like this?"

The thought of having someone see me like this, it freezes me and I force
my screams down.  Now all I can do is quietly whimper as he pushes slowly
into me. Jesus how fucking big is this kid? It feels like a fucking
baseball bat is in me. I can feel tears roll down my cheeks as the shame
and pain just rain down on me relentlessly. I am fucking Archie King,
fucking best looking guy in school and a freshman has me on my back with
his cock up my ass. Fuck how did this happen?

He stops moving and I let out a breath I've been holding.

"There we go." He says leaning over me, "All the way in, how does it feel?"

"Fucking horrible," I admit, trying not to look him in the eyes.

"Well let's see if we can change that."

"Fat chance," I sputter as I feel him slowly pull out...

"OH!!" I cry out as his dick drags against my spot, it's so much more than
a finger and the difference is overwhelming. I can see the glee in his eyes
as he pushes back in, his head going back over it. "Oh fuck!!" I moan as
this kids cock smashes my entire spot at once. Again my hips know what I
want even if I don't, they push back onto him, shoving him even deeper into
me.

"Whoa," he says steadying himself, "You like this!" He asks as he assaults
me again.

"Oh fuck yeah!" I cry out, my head back, eyes rolled back in my head. All
he's done is move his dick an inch back and forth and I'm already so fuck
drunk I'd do anything he said.

"Yeah I told you.." he says as he pulls nearly all the way out, his
cockhead and shaft rubbing my spot for so long I thought I'd pass
out. "Told you your pussy needs this." He pushes back in and again his
whole cock drags inside of me and I can feel my cock just begging for
release. My legs are wrapped around his waist, pulling him into me, I've
shoved my hands under my head to keep them from thrashing everywhere. He
starts to fuck me and I find myself matching his very move, trying to shove
as much of him into me as possible.

The voice of the real me is so small against the roar of fucking pleasure
that is screaming in my head. I beg for him to stop but it never makes it
to my mouth, all I can do is whimper with each thrust.

"Yeah my girl has a hungry pussy doesn't she?"

His words burned but my fuck fogged brain didn't care, all it knew was that
his cock was touching me in ways I had never dreamed and it wanted more, so
much more:

"Fuck yeah," my mouth babbles, "Fuck me, fuck me!!"

"You have a hungry pussy?" he asks slamming into next

"Fuck my pussy," I scream as my ass shoves itself back onto him. "Fuck my
hungry pussy!!"

"Oh fuck yeah," he groans, leaning into me, really starting to pound into
me. I am completely lost now, the only thing I know is that cock and how
much I needed it. I am fucking myself as hard as I can as his cock draws
more and more begging from me.

He leans forward more and I'm practically folded in half. His face is over
mine and from this angle is his cock is hitting a different part of me:

"Harder!" I scream, "Fuck me harder!!"

He leans down and kisses me, I feel instant revulsion but I am so fucking
thrown my mouth kisses him back. His tongue is as aggressive as his cock as
me, Archie King, ranked three wrestler in the country let a fucking
freshman fuck me like I was a fucking ditzy cheerleader. I was swirling,
moaning, crying like a fucking girl as he fucked me again and again and
again.

His cock never stayed in the same place long enough to make me cum, all he
was doing was sliding across it hard enough to make me lose control. He
broke the kiss and gnawed on my neck, his teeth dug into my flesh and I was
so far gone in the fuck it actually felt good. Shit what was he doing? Oh
fuck no, he can't, please god no...

I felt him gnaw on my neck hard, marking his territory with a fucking
hickey! How the fuck was I going to explain that? My fear though was short
lived as he leaned back, grabbed my legs and spread them wide. I saw my
massive thighs flex as he held them open wishboned, allowing him to slam in
me ever easier.

I couldn't keep up any more. I was so fucking overwhelmed by the kids cock
all I could do was lay there and let him fuck me. My mind was just a fuck
haze of pleasure, I could feel the drool slipping down my cheek as he
thrust into me time after time, making me grunt and moan with each one.

I had surrendered, I had no fight left. I was a hole for him to fill, a
fucking sex toy for him to use, and I loved it. My mind couldn't get enough
of the feeling of his dick sliding up and down my fucking spot, making it
sing for more and more until I lost my mind.

"You my girl?" He asked, leaning down again.

I nodded wearily unable to protest.

"Say it!" He snapped, "You my girl?"

"I'm your girl," I hear myself moan, "I'm your fucking girl..."

"You like your man fucking you?"

"Yeah fuck me..." I mutter.

"Say it! You like your man fucking you?"

"I do!" I finally blurt out, "I love my man fucking me, so hard....so
good..."

I had no shame anymore, all I knew was this kid's cock and it was more than
enough to satisfy me.

"Beg me to fuck our pussy, tell me you're a dirty whore of a girl..."

"Please kid fuck me, " I whined, "Please fuck my slutty pussy...I'm such a
fucking whore, please...please fuck your nasty girl!"

Where the fuck was this coming from?

Evil chuckle and, "Good girl, see? You know what you want."

He stops talking and just starts jackrabbiting me. The sound of our flash
slapping together is like applause as his cock smashes into my spot again
and again and again...flashes of light start to form in front of my eyes
and I realize he's done it...he's pushed me over the edge.

"Oh! Oh! Oh!" I cry as I feel my cock start to pulse.

"You gonna cum for me baby?'

"I'm cumming!" I whine as I feel my brain start to shut off.

"Come for your man bitch!"

My cock unloads with his words and I feel fireworks go off in my brain, I
am pushing back onto his cock as hard as I can, fucking myself, shoving
that cock into me. As cum flies over my head and into my hair I can hear
myself literally crying in pleasure as I hear him cuss, "Fuck you're gonna
make me shoot..."

There is a brief terror of him shooting in me but one stroke of his cock
over my spot and its gone as I shoot another five ropes of spooge over my
chest and abs. I don't know if I imagine it or if it's real but I can feel
his cock expand as he shoots in me, it feels like it presses up against my
spot, filling my entire ass full and I feel myself go insane.

He collapses on top of me as I feel my ass still twitch around his
softening cock, my legs are spasming as I feel myself start to pass out. He
leans forward and kisses me, "Such a fucking hot girl..."

I am too tired to resist and find myself kissing him back as my brain turns
itself off.





















Part Three

I woke up hungover again.

My head hurt, the sun was too bright and everything just felt achy. At
least I remembered where I was this time, I glanced over at the other bed
and the kid wasn't there. I could hear the shower running and glanced over
at the clock.

Fuck, we have breakfast in ten minutes!

I jump out of bed and instantly regret it. Everything kind of dips to the
side for a moment and I feel like I am going to fucking fall over. I
stumble into the bathroom and open the toilet to let out a stream of piss
that feels like I've held it in for a month. I groan at the relief.

"That you?" He asked, sticking his head out of the shower.

I think to cover my dick for a moment but why bother? This kid has seen
everything I have and more.

"Why didn't you wake me up?" I ask instead of answering.

"You looked like you needed the sleep, I was gonna when I got out."

I finish and flush the toilet, "Well hurry so I can take one."

"Just come in."

I freeze as I wonder if that is a command or not.

"I can wait."

He opens the shower door completely, "Stop fucking around and get in here."

I had never really taken a good look at this kid before, well fuck before
last night I barely knew he existed. He was cut as fuck, wiry, with some
muscle he would be fucking stacked. I glanced at his cock, I can't help it,
its bigger than it should be on a guy his size. It's not as big as mine but
judging by last night, more than capable of getting the job done.

"Hey!" He snaps his fingers and I look up, "My eyes are up here, get in."

This time it is a command, the tone, the look on his face. I sigh and step
in behind him and slide the door closed.

"Here," he says moving behind me, "Get wet."

I step under the water and let it fall down my body. God that feels a
million times better, I felt myself starting to really wake up...when two
hands grabbed my ass.

"What the fuck..." I ask looking behind me.

He is on his knees with a grin, "Lean forward."

"Come on man, we don't have time..." I complain but he pushes me forward. I
place my two hands out and brace myself on the shower wall. He feel him
spread my cheeks and I close my eyes dreading what was next. Something warm
touched my hole and I gasped from the surprise. I try to look back but I
feel his tongue shoot up my hole and into me, a low moan escapes my lips.

"What the fuck...." I ask, feeling sensations I never imagined before. This
wasn't like my spot, I was still here and aware, but fuck it felt
good. "What are you dooooinggggg....." I cry as he stabs me again and again
with his tongue.

"Eating my girl out," he says before plunging back into me jock hole.

"I'm not a fucking girl..." I growl as more whimpers escape me. He lifts
one my knees up and I place it on the side rail, giving him even more
access to me.

"You sure?" He asks, a finger slipping under my balls.

"Yeah, look man let's just..."

He pushes up on the area between my ass and balls and I felt my legs almost
give out. A pitiful moan flies from my mouth before I can stop it and he
laughed as he rubs his finger around in a circle on the same spot. I go
from awake to fuck drunk in seconds...my cock slaps up against my and as I
feel myself lean forward to give him all the space he needs. He's fucking
pushing my spot from the outside! He presses two fingers up into my flesh
and my voice goes high as I hear myself start to babble.

"Oh yeah....fuck...."

"See? I know all the ways to make my girl feel good. Right?'

 I nod, my eyes closed as I try to hang on to my self dignity if I can.

"You just need your clit rubbed," he says, digging in harder, making me
slam my head against the shower wall in fucking ecstasy. He keeps his
fingers on my spot and his tongue goes back to eating me out and I really
whine now.

"Ohhh....fuckkk.....yeah....oh please....."

My voice sounds pathetic as I beg a fucking freshman to eat my ass out and
play with my puss....my spot. He really starts to go to down, he is pushing
up into my spot as he shoves his tongue further up my ass. I feel like I am
climbing the wall now as I try to spread my legs wider apart and push back
onto him the best I can.

I look down and my cock so hard its pulling my foreskin back almost
painfully. Fuck my body is into this so much even if I am crying inside for
letting this kid handle me this way. He keeps this up for about a minute,
my common sense drowning in my fuck coma from his fingers and tongue.

He stops and I try to catch my breath, maybe he's done. My mind stars to
unfog as his cock shoves straight into me.

"Fuck" I bark as his cock lodges its way into my tight ass. The pain is
instant and I feel myself start to pull away. His hands grab my hips and
pulls me back onto it.

"Nu-uh, you know the rules," he pushes me back down onto this cock and I am
biting my bottom lip again from the pain. I feel his hips brush up against
my ass and once again this punk has filled my ass with his fucking cock.

"Shhh," he says as I whimper,"Let daddy make it all better."

He slides out slightly and I feel myself lean back into him.

The change is so fucking fast, so complete I am not even aware I'm pushing
back onto him until he reaches round and tweaks my nipples.

"Fucking love my girls titties..."

I moan in shame as his cock starts to sing in my ass and my shame screams
at me to do something. I am slamming back into his thrusts now, once again
his cock tickles my spot across the entire length of his cock, each inch
one more level of madness for me.

"You like daddy's dick?' He asks and I can already feel my face burn with
shame as he shoves his hips forward, colliding his cockhead with my spot.

"Fuck me daddy," my mouth starts to chant, "Fuck me, oh daddy fuck me
harder..."

Fuck I can't believe what this kid does to me, I feel like crying I am so
fucking shook but I can't stop begging him to fuck me even for a second.

"Tell daddy how much his girl loves this..."

"Oh daddy your cock...feels so good...."

"Where?"

"In my pussy, oh daddy fuck my pussy....."

I mentally scream to shut the fuck up but I can't, his cock is just too
much.

"Fucking alpha stud begging to be fucked. This is what you always wanted
Archie, this what you craved. A fucking fat cock up your ass, didn't you?'

I didn't, never, not once.

"Oh yeah....fuck me with that fat cock," I beg, another part of my soul
dies.

"My girl wanna cum?'

My response is instant and needy, "Please daddy, please make your girl
cum....please..."

He reaches around as he slams his hips all the way into me and grabs my
rigid cock. I make a startled sound because just his hand makes my whole
brain quiver with lust.

"Fuck why did god waste such a fucking cock on you," he swears as he starts
stroking me.

"Oh kid please, fuck kid, daddy," everything falls out of my mouth as I
feel my dick get ready to shoot.

"Cum for me baby, show daddy how much you like to get fucked."

"Cumming, cumming...." I whine as his cock slams my spot and I black out
for a moment. It feels like I am falling as my dick just spits cum out shot
after shot. I don't even know who I am anymore, all I know is that this
cock makes me cum and I need it all, every part of it.

When I came back I am on my knees in the shower, everything is muffled like
I had gone deaf and when I look up I see the kid, stroking his fucking huge
cock in front of me. I have no idea what is going on until I see him jerk
and start to cum.

I am not even aware I am holding my mouth open until the first shot hits my
tongue.

A fucking gallon of hot cum is shot over my face, I flinch from the impact
as another rope of it falls smack in my mouth. I feel the tip of his cock
enter my mouth as the last of his orgasm is pushed down my throat. I look
up in horror as I see him over me, shooting his load right in my mouth.

He pulls it out and smiles, "Damn baby, that was hot."

I have to swallow the rest of his load before I can breath, I just knelt
there on the shower floor, wondering how far I had fallen.

"Don't dawdle," he says getting out of the shower, "I know you just ate but
you still need to show up for breakfast."

He walks out of the bathroom as I try to rinse the taste of him out of my
mouth, I am sobbing under the water as I realize, I can still taste him,
and most likely will the whole day.


We went downstairs where the team was having breakfast. The guys had
already claimed a table so I went over there and sat down.

"Hey man," Cooper said as I sat down, "So did you wreck him?"

"What?" I asked, my head still a million miles away.

"The kid man, did you put him in his place?" Tony clarified.

"Oh, um, yeah sure."

They all laughed, "What did you do?'

They were all looking at me, waiting for an answer.

"Um, you know, I put him in his place."

They laughed and Cooper held his hand up for a high five.

I slapped it and they settled in and started to look at the menu. I looked
around for the kid and saw him at another table with the other younger
players. He saw me look and gave me a wink. I looked away and grabbed my
menu, feeling my face burn with fucking shame.


We changed out for the match, I was still feeling completely out of it as I
slipped my singlet on.

I didn't want to admit it but there was an emptiness in my ass, like it was
too big now. I had never felt like that before but it was throwing me
off. I laced up my shoes and tried to get my head in the game. The coach
was telling us something but all I could feel was the hole in my ass.

"You're losing it."

I looked up and the kid was standing there. I looked around and the locker
room was empty How the fuck long had I been sitting here?

"Look man," he said sitting next to me, "You gotta focus up, go out there
and kick some ass."

I looked at him with a stricken look, I was terrified if he was going to
ask me to do something here or not.

"You're Archie King man, you're a fucking legend. You're third in the
country, did you forget that?"

I nodded slightly.

"Well don't, you're the fucking man. No one here can touch you, go out
there and fuck them up."

"How can I?" I blurt out.

He looked at me confused.

"After all that...what the fuck man?"

I put my head in my hands and just looked at my shoes.

He scooted closer, "Look man, try to focus for a moment and just listen
ok?"

I nodded.

"How do you feel?"

"Like shit."

"No, not in your head, your body. How do you feel?"

I paused and tried to concentrate and take a physical inventory. I kept
waiting for that inevitable knot in my stomach that I had before a
match. The ache in my shoulders from the stress, the tightness of my
breath...

It was all gone.

I looked up at him in shock.

He was smiling, "See?" In a hushed voice he said, "Look man, you were too
wound up. You just needed a release. Don't you feel better?"

I nodded, I actually did.

"Now take that and go out there and own this fucking place. You're Archie
King!"

I stood up, feeling better, "I am right?'

"Fuck yeah you are." He said standing up with me.

"You got this." He said.

"I got this," I repeated as we walked out into the match.

I could fucking do this.


Sure enough I killed my guy instantly.

It wasn't even a match, I was so fired up that he didn't even have a chance
to beat me. I came off the mat and the guys were not heir feet cheering, I
ran over and they high fived me, I slapped their hands and saw the kid
standing next to them, his hand out.

I slapped his hand and smiled, he gave me a quick wink and then walked over
to get ready for his match.

My eyes followed him, trying not to stare.


We took the whole day, out of all our matches only two lost, let's just say
the crowd was not happy to see their boys spanked so throughly. We were all
on a victory rush, we felt like we were invincible. We started back towards
home and stopped off for pizza, a well deserved reward for a day well
spent. Again I sat with my guys while the kid sat with his. He hadn't said
a word to me since the locker room, but I was terrified he might come out
of nowhere and try to pull something. It was past six when we got back on
the road, we had fought like animals, ate like pigs and now wanted to sleep
like the dead.

I made my way to the back of the bus and settled in for my normal torture
filled ride. Most of the guys just knocked the fuck out and I felt myself
drifting off as well. It was dark outside and the coachs had made sure all
the lights were off as we drove. My mind was fuzzy as the vibrations did
their number on me. My cock was nearly hard under my gym shorts, I had my
track jacket over my lap to hide it.

I was about to nod off when the kid sat next to me.

"Hey," he whispered.

My eyes were wide as I stared at him, "What?"

He smiled, "Relax, everyone is asleep, we're safe."

"Safe for what?" I asked in dread.

He gave me a wink and leaned back on the seat. I just watched him, not sure
what the fuck he was up to. The bus hit a bump and I gasped as the
vibration hit my spot for a moment. He looked over at me with a huge smile
on his face.

"Holy shit, I didn't even think of about that, this must be hell."

I nodded. Trying fo focus up but I was halfway into a fuck fog and it was
just going to get worse. He scooted over and I tried to shove myself into
the corner, but there was nowhere to hide. He put his hand on my lap and I
jumped from his touch.

He started to pull my jacket off but I grabbed it to keep it in place. He
pulled again and I pulled it back, he gave me a stern look and then at my
hand. Slowly I removed it and he pulled the jacket off of me.

"Jesus," he said quietly, "Dude you have a massive dick."

He wasn't wrong, my cock was halfway across my hip. The red gym shorts did
nothing to hide the bulge, he put his hand over it and stroked it like the
thing was a fucking cat.

"Don't!" I hissed, trying to slap his hand away. He grabbed my hand and
held it in place.

"Don't ever do that again." He said sternly. He let go of my hand and I
dropped it to my side.

He went back to stroking it through the material and I felt my stomach
churn as a guy touched my dick. I was actually getting soft from his touch
and he noticed. "You really don't like this?"

I looked around to make sure no one was a watching, "Not from a fucking
guy!"

He pulled his hand back, "We'll see about that." His hand snaked down my
thigh and his fingers dug under the shorts. I jumped and raised my hand to
slap it but he gave me a look that froze me in place. His hand snaked under
my thigh, I wasn't wearing underwear so he sipped under my balls and lower.

"Please don't," I whispered.

He pressed his finger upwards and hit my spot right in the center. I bit my
lip to keep from calling out as I felt my mind just start to fuzz over. He
pressed it up like he was fucking doing Morse code, each time a flash of
light hit behind my eyes, I was mortified to feel my legs spread.

"There we go," he said quietly, moving his hand deeper.

"Please," I whined but he pushed me back, I was leaning against the side of
the bus, one leg on the floor, the other on the seat. The kid was between
them now, his hand moving lower and lower until I felt his finger tickle
the edge of my hole.

"Please.." I beg him, looking around in a panic.

"Shhh," he said with that fucking grin, "You wanna wake someone up?"

I stopped struggling as his index finger slipped into me. I winced as he
pushed it in deeper, it wasn't as bad as before, fuck please tell me I'm
not getting used to this. His second knuckle entered me and I held my
breath, because we were both getting a pretty good idea where my spot was.

His fingertip brushed the edge of it and I gasped so loud it scared me. I
clasped my hands over my mouth as he barely stroked the surface of my
spot. I slid down the seat, pushing his finger deeper into me as I felt my
head start to spin. He started to jab up in me, making me jerk in my seat
each time. I laid my head against the glass of the bus and closed my eyes
as he fingered me over and over. My cock was a mess and I could just lie
there and let this kid fucking molest me.

He slipped the finger out and scooted closer, I looked up to see him
smiling at me, two fingers penetrated me with a push. My eyes winced as the
walls of my ass stung but he knew where to go and within seconds both
fingertips danced over my spot and my head fell back again as I started to
drool.

"You like that?" He asked in a whisper.

All I could muster was a nod as he traced the edges of my spot with a
feather touch. "Want me to keep going?"

TEELL HIM NO! FUCKING SAY NO!!

My head nods again and I think I'm smiling.

He chuckles as I scream in my head.

Now he is attacking it, he doesn't keep his fingers pressed enough for me
to cum but enough to keep me fuck drunk as shit. I'm thrashing my head as I
fight down fucking moans, and he is just eating it up.

"Yeah my girl likes getting fingered on the bus doesn't she?"

I am trying to hold on to my fucking mind.

"Answer me," he hisses.

I nod, "Finger me please," I croak out quietly, "Please let me cum..."

"Nu-uh," he scolds as he hooks his fingers up, making my eyes fly open in
surprise. "You cum when you're a good girl."

I am trying to keep my hands over my mouth but every time he fucking hits
there my limbs jerk all over the place, fuck I am going to scream and wake
everyone up.

"You a good girl?"

I nod frantically, praying for him to fucking get me off.

"I don't believe you."

I reach over and grab his shirt and pull him close, "I'm a good girl," I
say to his face, "I'm a good girl, please..."

He leans in and kisses me, again my stomach rolls but I am so fucking
turned on I respond as enthusiastically as I can. So there I am, the best
wrestler at my school, in the back of the bus making out with a fucking
freshmen as he fingers me mere feet away from the rest of the team. All it
would take is one person coming back here, just curious, checking on me...

The fear is overwhelming but so is the fucking pleasure. My fuck coma is
being kept at bay by the terror but I know if he keeps this up I will stop
caring...and then I am fucked.

"Please..." I hiss, sounding like I am crying, "I beg you let me cum,
please...please..."

"Who's my good girl?" He asks.

"I am, I'm your good girl, please daddy....please let me cum..."

We stare into each other's eyes for a long second, I want to see some kind
of kindness, compassion, but instead all I see is reckless joy. His finger
moves up and jams right into my spot.

"Cum for me baby," he growls and my head falls back as my cock starts to
gush.

I can feel the hot mess in my shorts as my dick empties gallons of cum all
over me. I'm whimpering as he makes sure I keep cumming over and over
again. Even after I've cummed he keeps his finger in place, the fucking
feeling is like being jacked off after you've cummed except its inside. It
hurts like a motherfucker but is also fucking amazing. I grab his head and
pull him close, my voice is that of a fucking whore.

"Please stop, please...please...." I kiss him, hoping if I initiate it
he'll give me a break. That finger..fuck I am going to scream...please
stop....please....

His finger pulls out and I feel like a puppet with its strings cut. All of
my energy leaves and I fall back mid kiss onto the window.

"See?" He says grabbing my shirt and pulling me down, "Don't you feel
relaxed now?"

He pulls my head onto his lap as my word starts to fade. I feel his hand
move through my hair, "Go to sleep baby, I'll watch over you."

I snuggle into his lap instinctively and fall into the sleep of the dead.


Next thing I know I'm being shaken.

"Wake up man, we're here."

The kid is shaking my shoulder, I can hear people getting off the bus, how
long was I out for?

"Come on," he said holding his hand out, "We gotta go."

I take his hand and he pulls me upright and again I feel myself almost fall
over. He holds me up, "You alright?"

I nod, but even I don't believe it.

"Ok come on, one foot in front of the other."

He helps me walk down the isle and off the bus. I get to halfway down and
look back, "My bag..."

He holds it up, "I got it, keep waking."

I nod and he leads me off the bus, the cold air feels good in my face.

Cooper and Tony see him leading me off the bus and come rushing over, "What
the fuck freshman!" Cooper yells, "Get off of him."

I hold up my hand to stop him from slugging the kid, "It's ok, just slept
wrong."

They stop but are looking at him with daggers in their eyes.

"He's just out of it," the kid says, "I'm gonna drive him home."

He is?

"He is?" Tony asked me.

I looked over at the kid and he nodded. I looked over at Tony and
nodded."Yeah it's cool."

They all nodded slowly, but they knew better to say anything back to me.

"See you Monday man," Coop said as the kid walked me to my Jeep.

"Dude you are out of it," he said once we were alone.

"Yeah my condition usually drains me but not like this," normally I
wouldn't tell anyone anything about my shit but I was too out of it and it
wasn't like he didn't know.

"I guess it's just cause it's affecting you more," he said causally like he
wasn't talking about raping me.

He walked me over to the passenger's side and I balked, "What are you
doin?"

"Um, getting you in the car?"

"You're not driving," I said, trying to sound pissed.

"Dude, look at you. You're walking like you're fucking drunk. And I'm
willing to bet driving affects you the same way the bus did. I don't want
you bust a nut and kill us on the way home."

He had a point, normally I knocked the fuck out after cumming but that was
from just jerking off. Cumming from having my spot played with is like a
thousand times more intense. Also, if I hit a bump in this state I might
just start cumming and we would be dead.

"Fine," I said digging the keys out of my shorts, "But be careful!"

He gave me a fake salute and opened the passenger door. I climbed in and
laid back in the seat, I just wanted to go to bed.

He got in and turned the car on, seconds after that I was asleep.

I woke up moaning.

A finger in my ass and I was already fuck drunk. My own cries had woke me
up as tried to back up into it. The kid was leaning over the center divide,
a look of fucking evil on his face.

"Wha??" Was all I could muster as he kept fingering my spot again and
again.

"Welcome back," he said grinning, "How you feel?"

"Fuck," was all I could whine as I slammed my head back onto the headrest.

"Yeah my girl likes it," he pulled his finger out and I collapsed back into
my seat, huffing and puffing like a had just ran a marathon.

I looked up and saw we were in the middle of nowhere. There were trees and
shit around, I could see the town below us. I had no idea where we were.

"I thought you were taking me home," I said when I could catch my breath.

"I will, you just gotta give me this," he said with a wolf's smile.

"Give you what?"

"Come on man! I've always wanted a car like this, bring my hot girlfriend
up to park, get her off."

My stomach dropped when I realized he was talking about me.

"Come on man, haven't we done enough?" God I sounded like such a bitch.

"Oh baby, you can't tell me you don't like it. I even have the evidence to
prove it."

He whipped out his phone and now it was him fucking me in the hotel
room. He'd set the fucking phone up when he grabbed the lotion! There I
was, thrusting back into, screaming for more...there as a metallic taste in
my mouth as I looked away.

"See? Listen to you go on..." he turned it off and leaned over, "Recline
the chair."

Reality sets in and I panic. I look over at him with a fucking wide eyes,
"Please...please not in my Jeep."

He pauses with an odd grin, "Why not?"

I close my eyes because I am burning with shame, I wasn't fighting him not
to fuck me now I was just trying to choose the place he did it.

"I love this Jeep, it's my baby...and..." I can't finish.

"And?" He prompts.

I can actually feel my eyes sting from tears.

"Why not the jeep?" He asked in a stern voice and I realize I'm getting him
mad and that's not good.

"And I always dreamed of taking a girl in the back seat and fucking her and
I don't want to ruin that."

He just stares at me for a long while and then busts out laughing, "Well
see, we have the same fantasy. The only difference is I'm about to make
mine come true."

He pulls his shirt off and I can feel my heart pounding.

"Recline the chair," he says as he kicks his shoes off.

I don't move.

He looks over and slaps my face, the sting makes me jerk.

"Recline the chair cunt, I wasn't asking."

I am stopping myself from sobbing as I pull the lever and feel the seat go
back. I am looking up at the roof of my Jeep, knowing I'm about to get
fucked.

He climbs over to my seat and on top of me. "Take your shirt off," he says,
"I wanna see those titties."

I pull my shirt half off and he tears the rest of it and throws it in the
back seat.

"So fucking hot," he said leaving down and kissing me.

I keep my mouth closed, I am not going to fucking let him do anything I can
prevent.

I feel his hand go between my legs and I close my eyes and try not to start
crying.

His hand slips under my shorts and finds my hole. It slips in easily enough
and I almost count down until he touches it.

5, stings like a bitch, 4, fucking hurts bad, 3, feels like he is going to
tear something, 2, so far in I feel like his finger is going to come out of
my mouth 1, about to scream in agony...

Fireworks.

I gasp as he bluntly nudges it, just like that my head is fogged and I
forget how upset I am. The pain in my ass is gone as he rubs over the spot
a few times.

"Yeah, better?"

"Oh yea," I whine, my eyes closed in shame, "Fuck yeah...right there..."

"My baby likes me playing with her clit don't she?'"

Before I can answer his lips press against mine and I feel his tongue enter
my mouth. I don't want to kiss him back but every time he brushes my spot
my mind spasms and I find myself kissing him back as hard as I can. He
keeps this up and I start to forget why I cared, my arms wrap around him
and pull him down as we start to make out.

He is grinding his groin against my abs, I can feel his fucking cock
through his jeans. I am moaning into his mouth as he keeps hitting me again
and again. He breaks the kiss and I start fucking rambling, "Fuck yeah...oh
please....fuck....please kid..."

He chuckles as he start as to gnaw on my neck again. He didn't leave a
hickey last time but he is going to sooner or later. I can hear the terror
in the back of my head about it but his fucking teeth feel so good on my
neck I pull my head back to give him more access. Everything feels better
when my spot is fucked with. You ever rub the bottom of your feet when you
cum? Or have someone twisting your nipples during orgasm? Everything feels
a billion times better, your body is literally grabbing pleasure out of
every single nerve impulse you have. When I'm on the edge of cumming like
this it's the same way but it lasts for as long as my spot is touched.

He keeps fingering me and it's like a 20 minute orgasm that you don't cum
to. He bites my neck, licks my ear, fucking catches one of my nipples
between his teeth and the whole time I am whining for more. All he has to
do is keep that finger in me and I will let him do anything he wants...and
I hate it.

I hate it with all my might but the longer it goes on the more fuck fogged
my brain gets, and I start forgetting why I hate it. It's like I become
another person, a fucking sex starved slut who just wants more and more,
and the more I get the more I want.

At 30 minutes I am as hot as I ever have been, I've licked him, kissed him,
let him mark me and I still wanted more. He pulls his finger out and I am
disgusted to hear myself whimper in disappointment. He's learning because
I've been out of it so long it will take me awhile to get back to my
senses, in the meantime I am just a lump of clay.

"Raise your hips baby," he asks as he tugs at my shorts.

Like the good fucking slut I am my hips raise and I feel him slide my
shorts down my legs. Now I am only wearing my sneakers as I lay back in my
Jeep, waiting to get fucked. He is pushing me up some and I feel my senses
returning some.

"Wai..." I slur, not able to make words.

"Shhh, it's coming bitch."

"No,"I whine shaking my head. I sound like a fussy child instead of fucking
raging mad. He pulls my legs apart the best he can and I feel him slide
under me.

"Please..." I am able to get out as I feel his cockhead press up against my
hole.

"You don't have to beg," he mocks as he pushes it in.

I scream as his fucking dick penetrates me, the pain helps and I feel
myself gaining control again.

"Please please....stop..." I say, using my hands against his chest,
"Please....I beg you..."

His smile gets darker as he shoves it in harder. My head flies back as I
feel my ass burn with pain. Fuck his cock is too big, I don't understand
how it even fits in me."Please, please..." I start to sob, "Please don't
fuck me..."

It happens so fast I hear myself gasp before I realize I had.

He is pushing his cock in and out, right over my spot and I feel everything
I was trying to get washed away as I moan, "Ohh......fuck.....yeah
harder...."

I feel another part of my dignity die as I beg this freshman to fuck me in
the passenger seat of my Jeep.

"There's my girl," he sneers, pushing up into me, making my voice shriek as
I see fucking sparks in my eyes. He is just pushing into me and I am
holding on for dear life. I reach back and hold on to the headrest to keep
my arms from flailing about. He smiles as he looks down at me, "Look at
those fucking biceps," he says leaning down and kissing them, "You are such
a fucking alpha stud it's insane."

Everything he said was a compliment but all it did was humiliate me
more. He was right, I was built like a fucking Mack truck, guns for days,
solid pecs, eight pack, fuck my cock was over nine inches and my ass was
made of rock. I was what every guy dreamed of looking like and here I was,
begging this kid smaller and younger than me to plow my ass harder.

"Oh yeah," was all I could utter as he kept thrusting into me, making my
whole mind warp with each impact. "Oh yeah, more, more...please....oh
please harder..."

No laugh this time, instead he grants my wish and starts to rail me with
all his strength. He may be small but he wasn't weak, I felt my guts get
smashed as he held me down on the seat, shoving his cock as deep into me as
he could.

"Tell daddy you like this," he growls and my mouth just fucking starts on
its own.

"Oh daddy fuck....fuck me...so fucking good...shit, please daddy, please
fuck your girl..."

He hadn't even asked me to call myself his girl and my brain was
automatically doing it, what the fuck was happening to me?

"Yeah you love you man fucking you don't you?" He asks poking down at me.

I nod like a madman, sweat flying from my hair, "I love my man, please...I
love my man....FUCK!"

He stops pumping and just drive his cock down, right into my spot.

It is like nothing he'd done so far and my brain explodes

"I LOVE YOU! I LOVE YOU!!"  I scream as my cock sprays cum over our abs. My
ass is pumping up, slamming his cockhead against my spot over and over,
driving me fucking crazy. My hands are on his shoulder pushing him down, I
am trying to get as much of this kid in me as I can. He has literally
stopped moving but I am still fucking myself as hard as I can as my dick
empties its load all over me.

I am literally senseless, there is an echo in my ears as everything is
blurry in front of me. I feel his lips against mine and I kiss him
willingly. My arms wrap around him and I hold on to him as tight as I
can. I am shaking under him as he slowly slide his cock out of me. I twitch
with each inch until its free of my hole.

I lay there, wrapped in my euphoria, unable to move or speak.

He kneels and strokes his cock, "Open your mouth," he orders, "Eat my load
like a good girl."

I barely understand the words, but I just smile and open my mouth and wait.

He strokes that fucking oversized cock as he watches me wait for his load.

"This is what I wanted...my girl...fucking feeing her my load...."

He throws his head back and I feel the first shot of hot cum hit my tongue
and I hear myself moan as more follows. Unbidden I lean up and put my mouth
over his cock, capturing the rest of his load the best I can. He is in as
much shock as I am as he grabs my head and holds me in place, making me eat
every drop.

He hits my head when I don't stop sucking and pulls his dick out of my
mouth, "God damn girl....fuck."

I look up at him, same clueless smile on my face as his cum drips down my
face.

He pushes me back into the seat and I feel like I am falling a thousand
miles into darkness.

I am out by the time my back hits the seat.


This time when I come to we are about half a block from my house, parked on
the side of the road. I'm still naked, laying back in the seat.

"Fuck!" I call out bringing the seat up.

"Jesus!" He snaps, "Scared the fuck out of me. Jesus dude you sleep like a
rock."

I look around for my shorts, they are bundled up on the floorboard. I grab
at them and see they are already crusty from the load on the bus. Jesus
fucking Christ.

"How's your head?" He asks like he cares.

"Fine," I snap, seeing the dried cum all over my fucking 8 pack. I use the
shorts to wipe it off best I can, its not like I can get any more cum on
me.

"Yeah I've been reading," he holds up his phone "I think its endorphins,"

I pull my shorts on, "What?"

"Endorphins, the chemical your body makes to make you happy?"

"I know what fucking endorphins are," I instantly regret my tone when I see
his eyes narrow.

"Yeah, you want to know or you want to get punished?"

I actually break eye contact and look down, "Sorry."

"Better, anyways, when you cum your body makes endorphins, it's part of why
you feel so good. I'm thinking your body is making a ton of it when you cum
because it's so much stronger than normal. I mean it makes sense it says
here a prostate massage is the most powerful orgasm a man can have."

"Is that what were calling it? Prostate massage?"

He closed his phone and looks over at me, "Sorry, let me try again. Getting
fucking railed like a slutty cheerleader by a fat cock is the most powerful
orgasm you can experience. With yours it has to be like a million times
better."

"Nothing is better about this," I say sadly.

"Oh please, you just said you loved me.:

I feel the heat on my face as the moment surfaces. I want to deny it but
what am I going to say? I plead fuck drunk?

"Anyways, here's how its going to go down."

I look over at him, dreading what comes next."

"You'll be at my house every morning, 6:30 sharp to drive me to
school. Well I'll be driving, but you get the idea. We work out, at
practice I am your partner and you start to actually teach me some
shit. And then after school I'll drive us to my house and you can have your
jeep back. 6:30, not a minute later. One complaint, one bitch, and you know
what you get?"

"Fucked?"

He smile, "Punished. And get over it Archie, getting fucked isn't a
punishment, in fact sooner or later you'll be asking me to fuck you
wilingly."

"Never," I practically spit.

He shrugs, "We'll see, so what time?"

"6:30," I answer.

He reaches over and pats my cheek, "That's my girl, don't be late."

He opens the his door and looks back at me, "And get your shirt and wipe
your face, you got jizz all over it," he shakes his head, "I swear you
fucking sluts are so bad."

I look in the rear view mirror and I see the dried cum all over my mouth
and cheeks.

I try not to throw up as I look for my shirt in the back seat, god I wanted
to die.