Date: Sun, 19 Mar 2017 15:06:33 -0700
From: Fireboy <fireboy321@gmail.com>
Subject: Birthday Surprise

The following is a work of fiction that depicts sexual acts between
imaginary characters. It is intended for an audience of 18 years or
older. Comments welcome, please enjoy.

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Birthday Surprise  (written by Fireboy)
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In retrospect, I should have realized what would happen to me at
school on my birthday. They even warned me about it, though it didn't
make any sense at the time. I should have realized.

I mean, yes, I'd heard that crazy things happen to members of the
wrestling team on their birthdays. But I was new to the school, a
quiet and awkward little freshman. So I figured they wouldn't do
anything to me. And it's not like I was important: I was the smallest
wrestler and didn't win a lot of matches. None of the other wrestlers
seemed to notice me, let alone speak to me. Even the coach barely
seemed to give me a thought, other than occasionally barking
instructions during practice. It was like I didn't exist. Why would
anyone care about my birthday?

But then there was what they did to Jamie. He was a junior on the
wrestling team, by no means a small guy. His birthday had been on a
Thursday, which was also the day of a meet upstate. I wasn't there,
but I heard that 5 or 6 of the seniors threw him blindfolded into a
van and drove him up into the mountains overlooking the city. Fighting
them had only gotten him a beating. He ended up in the van anyway.
Jamie was a big lad, but a couple of the others were even bigger. Guys
like that get what they want.

I can only imagine what happened. Did they threaten to push him off a
cliff? Did they beat the shit out of him up there? I don't know. Later
I overheard Jamie telling a friend that he'd never been so scared in
his life. He wouldn't talk about it beyond that, with anyone. But I
guess he didn't harbor any hard feelings, because Jamie continued
being friendly with the team. If anything he was even more friendly
with the seniors that had abducted him. Especially Derek, who was a
gigantic and muscle-bound, the biggest of all of them. If he hated
them, he didn't show it.



And then there was the warning. It was a exactly week before my
birthday, though I didn't really think about that at the time. It was
between classes and I was getting a book out of my locker. As usual,
the hallway was crammed with students. Everybody was scrambling to get
to their next class. As one of the shorter, lighter kids at school, I
was constantly being jostled. I almost dropped my pens and books about
a hundred times as I struggled to get the locker to close.

Finally I managed to get it latched and was turning to go to
class. Just as I did so, there was a sudden whump and I was pushed
face-first into the cold metal wall of lockers, very hard. I felt a
huge hand clamp roughly around my wrist and twist it quickly behind my
back into a hammerlock. I started to try to counter his grapple, but I
was too slow, and whoever-it-was was way too strong. I was pinned.

I had barely begun to struggle when I was pressed even harder against
the lockers. The force of it was so strong that I was lifted off my
feet. I felt an enormous, muscled chest press against my shoulders,
pinning me at least a foot above the floor. My legs dangled
uselessly. I could feel hot breath on my cheek. My crotch was also
being pressed against the lockers, and (maybe?) I thought I could feel
my attacker's large bulge pressing itself between my ass cheeks.
Whoever had me was a big guy, very good at grappling.

"Don't come to school next week," I heard an unfamiliar voice whisper
into my ear, "Or you'll be sorry."

Now, I get pinned all the time at wrestling practice. But on the mat,
I'm ready for it. Here, out in the open, so unexpectedly, with
everyone watching, by a threatening stranger... I'd never had
something like that happen before. It was frightening. I felt totally
helpless and at his mercy. I felt ashamed that I couldn't get away,
that I could just be thrown around by this large dude just because he
was so much bigger and stronger than me. I also felt... a rush of
blood to my crotch. My cock swelled uncontrollably, tightening and
pushing against the briefs I was wearing. I was shocked at being
pinned, but even more shocked at how my body was responding. What the
fuck?!

I began to voice my protest at my attacker, but he let me go just as
abruptly as he'd grabbed me. I dropped back to the floor and whirled
to face him, but he'd disappeared like smoke into the crowd of
jostling students. All I could see was a wall of other kids, all
unfamiliar. If I'd been taller, perhaps I could have seen who it
was. I looked to see if anyone had seen what had just happened, but
they all simply passed by, taking no notice. The whole event had only
taken a few seconds.

With a start I realized that my jeans were sporting a noticeable
bulge. I quickly dropped my bag in front of my pants to hide it,
blushing furiously. Don't get me wrong, I knew even back then that I
liked guys, although I'd never actually been with one. My phone was
full of cock pictures I'd downloaded. But getting pinned so suddenly
and so roughly, by someone so big and so frightening... why the hell
would that make me hard?

More importantly: what the fuck was I going to do? Don't come to
school? For a week? It was a ridiculous idea to even consider. How
would I explain this to my parents? How would I get away with missing
so much class, even if I wanted to stay away as instructed?  What's
more, I had no enemies. I'd never been bullied before, at least not at
this school. I was a nobody, just the weird little redhead that didn't
say much. I went to class, I went to wrestling practice, I went
home. Who would mess with me?

But I'd forgotten about my looming birthday.



The week passed. I will admit that the warning at my locker rattled
me, but I really didn't want to think about it. There was nothing I
could do about it anyway. I assumed it was a prank, a "funny" joke to
terrorize me anonymously. Whoever had done it was probably snickering
at me now, hoping I would get myself in trouble by skipping school. I
couldn't imagine who it had been, though I was pretty sure it had to
be one of the guys on the wrestling team. I searched each their faces
during practice and in the locker room, but not one of them gave any
indication that they'd done it. Or even knew that I existed.

By the 7th day after the incident, I had all but forgotten about
it. My birthday was on a Tuesday, and the day passed unremarkably. I
went to class. I ate lunch, alone as usual. (Kinda sad to eat alone on
my birthday, I guess. I hadn't really made any friends at school since
it was only October. Not that I was good at making friends anyway.)

I went to afternoon classes. School ended and I went home. My mom
cooked me my favorite dish for dinner (hamburgers!), and I got a
couple of Playstation games from Dad as a birthday present. I played
one of the new games in my room for a while, and then went to bed.

The next day seemed just as normal. I went to class. School ended. But
unlike yesterday, today I had wrestling practice. Not really thinking
much of it, I dropped by my locker, dumped my school books, grabbed my
workout bag, and headed for the gym.

Practice started as usual, although it was Derek instead of the coach
leading us through the day's stretches and drills. This was a little
weird, but not completely unheard of--- sometimes the coach skipped
out on practices to catch up on paperwork or whatever. Derek ordered
us to warm up with extra exercises, taking an unusually long time.
After that we paired off to drill on headlock defense. It seemed like
we drilled on that for a really long time too. I was getting pretty
tired by the time practice ended.

"Okay I think we're done with drills," bellowed Derek as the team
finished up their last moves. "Before we go in, one more exercise:
we're going to do a cooldown run. Everybody give me four laps!"

There was a groan from most of the team, myself included. Our school
had a regulation 400 meter track, which meant we were going to run an
entire mile before we'd get to leave! I had by far the shortest legs
and the slowest mile time of anybody. This was gonna be brutal.

The seniors were big guys, many of them excellent runners. In seconds
they'd bolted for the door, heading outside to get their laps done. I
was the last one outside and last onto the track. I started to run
but, as usual, I rapidly fell behind everyone else on the circuit. Far
ahead of me I could see Derek loping easily along the lane with a
couple of the other good runners. His powerful muscles flexed with
every stride, stretching his tight singlet around his thick thighs and
biceps. He seemed to be going almost twice the pace that my little
legs could carry me. I sighed.

I jogged and jogged, going even slower than normal since I was already
tired from practice. The fastest of the team lapped me, jogging right
by me without a look. I watched them finish their fourth lap and duck
inside to the locker room. Before long I was completely alone on the
track. I hated this. But I was not going to be accused of slacking
off, so I dutifully decided to finish the full mile no matter how long
it took. I shuffled onward.




By the time I finished and was ready to hit the showers, nearly
everyone else was gone. Our extended practice meant the baseball team
had long since cleared out of the locker room. A few wrestlers were
all that were left anywhere in the gym complex. And I'd been so much
slower than the rest of the team that even those few were already
showered and packing up by the time I arrived. They were gone before
I'd even gotten my shoes off.

Exhausted, I shucked my soaked, smelly singlet to the floor and
dragged myself into the large, empty group shower area. I turned on
the nearest shower and let it blast my naked chest, not even caring
that the water was freezing cold at first. I stood there, panting, as
the frigid stream slowly warmed up. My hands automatically found the
plastic soap dispenser and worked a lather onto my sweaty skin. I ran
my fingers absent-mindedly over every bit of my small, slender body,
washing off sweat and dirt from the floor exercises and the run.

As I was soaping my face, I thought I heard a sharp noise from
somewhere in the locker room. I cleared my eyes and looked around, but
there was no one in sight. I don't know why, but it set me on
edge. I'd never been fully alone in the locker room before. The place
was large and bright, but with the rows of lockers and the various
equipment rooms, there were a lot of places to hide. That's when I
suddenly remembered last week's anonymous warning. I hurried through
the rest of my washing.

Another noise came to my ears as I rinsed off.

"Who's there!?" I shouted. But there was no answer.

I was starting to get quite nervous. I shut the water off and reached
for my towel. Time to get the hell out of this creepy place. I dried
off as quickly as I could, wringing the warm water off of my naked
arms and legs. As I toweled off my head and face, I heard the
unmistakeable *clack* of the master light switch, and suddenly it was
very dark.

"Hey I'm still in here! Turn the lights back on!" I shouted again. But
again, there was no response.

My eyes quickly adjusted to the dimness, and I could still see by the
pale red light of the emergency exit signs. I was starting to really
panic. I just needed to get to my clothes and then I could run the
hell home.

I was just turning to get out of there when I saw a large shadow move
silently across the floor, very fast, right under my feet. Someone was
right behind me! I didn't have time to react before I felt two big
hands grab my wrists and pin them deftly behind my back. This time I
was pulled backwards, falling with a dull thud against the chest of
someone huge and strong. I struggled to get free but he knocked me off
balance. I couldn't get any leverage, use my legs, or do anything else
that would be useful.

"Hey! Let me go!" I shouted, but he didn't respond. I was stuck there,
naked and pinned, still struggling ineffectively against the big,
silent figure. I could feel his breath on the top of my head. Jesus,
he was easily a foot taller than me. I pushed hard against his arms
but he only tightened his grip on my wrists. Whoever this was had
crazy strength. I could feel my own strength draining from my arms. I
was so scared I was shaking.

More dark shapes entered the shower area, silently surrounding
us. There was enough light that I could see that these were four of
the biggest seniors from the wrestling team. Derek was one of them,
his immense form unmistakable as he stalked toward me. He wasn't
wearing his singlet anymore, just a pair of loose workout shorts and a
tank top stretched tightly over his huge chest. Jamie was there too,
also wearing loose shorts and a tight tank top. I felt my throat close
in terror as they tightened their circle around me. I couldn't breathe
or speak.

"You should have listened to Andy and stayed home," Jamie growled. So
that's who the warning had been from, I realized, too late. Andy was
an especially huge senior, with smooth olive skin covering his large,
powerful muscles. He was easily twice my weight, maybe more. It was he
who had pinned me to the lockers so easily in the hall, and was surely
the one pinning my wrists behind my back right now. With a sinking
feeling I understood that I had absolutely no hope of getting free of
him.

Derek towered over me, and suddenly punched a stone-like fist into my
stomach. I was knocked back against Andy's broad chest. Derek was so
fast that I was completely surprised--- which makes a gut punch a lot
worse, let me tell you. The throbbing pain was unbelievable. I thought
I was going to vomit. I tried to tense my abdominal muscles to prepare
for the next punch, but I was paralyzed with pain and fear. What were
they going to do to me?

There was no second punch. Instead, Derek clamped a large hand roughly
around my neck. His thick fingers pressed frighteningly against my
jugular vein. He squeezed his grip tighter, and I could feel myself
starting to pass out. His grip reached almost all the way around my
slender neck as it tightened. I tried to yell, but I could no longer
make any sound. Andy tightened his vise-like grip on my wrists from
behind even more.

"Are you scared, little boy?" Derek snarled, putting his big face
right in front of mine. "Do you know what we do to babies like you?"
His eyes were menacing, his teeth were bared. The others were also
making menacing sounds and looked similarly scary. I had never seen
them like this, and I'd certainly never been surrounded by an angry
group of huge, muscled thugs. I could only close my eyes and tremble.

"We're going to beat the shit out of you, kid, " Derek
growled. "You're going to wish---"

Just then, Derek's growling monologue was interrupted by snickering
laughter from over his shoulder. In a flash his face changed from
predatory menace to teenage annoyance. He turned to look at one of the
big seniors behind him, who no longer looked menacing at all, and was
now giggling uncontrollably. I felt Derek's grip loosen on my neck.

"What the fuck, Cory?!" Derek demanded. "Way to stay in character!
Very frightening."

"But LOOK!" Cory replied, snickering and pointing at me. Derek turned
back, still holding my neck, and looked down at my naked body. I saw
Jamie looking, too. As blood rushed back to my head and I could think
again, I realized what they must be seeing. My dick was rock hard. An
intense erection had been building the whole time, and now I was so
stiff that my moderate-sized cock was pointing straight up. Straight
up at Derek. I blushed furiously and tried to look away. I didn't
think this situation could get any worse. I wanted to die of shame.


"I told you," Cory said to Jamie, who also was now smirking. The fifth
wrestler, named Jeff (maybe?), chuckled at the scene. Derek dropped
his grip on my neck and stepped back. He was also looking amused now,
and raised an eyebrow.

"Well now," Derek said with a grin, folding his arms. "We were just
going to scare you some and then maybe pass the bottle with you after
our little birthday ritual. But this..." he looked down at my
quivering, stiff cock. "This may call for a change of plans."

Derek exchanged knowing glances with Jamie, Cory, and the other big
wrestler that I could see. Then they all looked back at me.

"I might remind you that coach told us to leave him alone," Jamie
said. "He's new to the school, young and shy, needs a chance to meet
girls, blah blah blah."

"I know, I know," Derek replied, turning to Jamie. "But look how much
he WANTS it. How can you pass that up?"

Jamie rolled his eyes. "You're the boss," he said. "So what should we
do with him?"

"I know what we should do with him FIRST," said Derek, stalking
towards me again. "Andy, could you hold him a bit lower?"



Abruptly I felt myself pulled roughly downwards by the big, silent
wrestler holding me. His enormous weight on my wrists caused my legs
to immediately buckle, and I fell to my knees. Surprisingly, he caught
me just before my kneecaps hit the hard shower tile, and lowered me
with unexpected gentleness to the floor. I found myself kneeling in
front of Derek, my nose barely an inch from his crotch. My arms were
still pinned.

"I've been wanting this little fella since the first day of practice,"
said Derek. He slid a thumb into the waistband of his thin shorts and
pulled them down, revealing his own big cock. I stared at it, barely
comprehending what was happening. I had seen plenty of big dicks on
the internet, but never one this big, this close, in real life. The
imposing member was already getting hard, and I had to move my face
out of the way as his thick cock slapped the underside of my chin. I
was dumbfounded. Was this for real?

"Don't just stare at it, kid. Have a taste." I felt his large palm on
the back of my head, gently shoving my face toward his cock. There was
nowhere for it to go except forward, so instinctively I just kind of
opened my mouth and took him in.

The feel of having a real dick in my mouth was... surreal. I could
feel him swelling up inside my throat, filling my mouth more and
more. I let my tongue slide underneath the thick shaft, tasting him as
he'd commanded. I didn't know what to expect, but he tasted slightly
of sweat and musk, not unpleasant. I closed my eyes and tried to open
my jaw a little wider. I was still terrified, but the feeling of Derek
guiding my face onto his cock with his big hands, shoving himself into
my mouth... it was like nothing I'd ever experienced. I didn't know
what to think. My mind blanked out, and I just knelt there, obeying.

"Thaaaat's a good boy," Derek said with a sigh, and pushed his hips
forward a little. That small motion caused even more of his long cock
to fill my small mouth, and I choked a bit.

"Easy now," Derek whispered softly, pulling back somewhat. "Let's try
that again. Just relax." His cock had thickened even more now, jamming
my mouth and poking at the back of my tongue. I thought I might
suffocate, but I did as I was told, trying to relax even though I felt
like I was suffocating. Surely he wouldn't get any harder?! I felt
frightened and thrilled at the same time at what he would do to me.

As soon as I tried to open a bit wider, there was a small feeling of a
"pop" and Derek's cock pushed quickly past the back of my mouth,
sliding all the way down my throat. My tongue was pressed flat and I
found myself licking his big balls as they rammed home against my
chin. My eyes opened wide and I tried to get free, choking even
more. I struggled, but Andy's huge arms held me in place from behind,
tightening his grip again. I could feel tears coming to my eyes. I
wanted to cry out but I couldn't get any air. I couldn't move. I
couldn't stop him. I couldn't do anything but submit to Derek's whim.

"There you go," Derek murmured encouragingly. "You got all of it, I'm
impressed!" He pulled out a little bit, and I gasped, drawing a
desperately needed breath. "Even Jamie can't take that much of me."
There was a chuckle from one of the others at that. "You've got real
potential, you know. I think you could handle a real blow job."

He leaned forward, again pushing his cock right down my throat. It
went more easily this time, and I relaxed my neck carefully so that I
could take him. I calmed down a little. I felt his shaft slide
smoothly part-way out of my mouth, and then slide all the way back in
as far as it would go. Out, then in, then out, then back in. I was
frozen in place, reeling with the sensation of that thick cock sliding
its way past my lips. Derek sighed contentedly again, a bit louder
this time.

I realized my eyes were closed. I opened them, and looked up as best I
could as I sucked him. Derek was leaning over me, his perfect abs and
broad chest bulging out from under his tight tank top. His huge,
muscular arm flexed as it guided my head slowly back and forth on his
stiff cock. His eyes were closed with pleasure, his mouth forming a
satisfied grin. An electrical thrill rippled through my body as I
thought about how I was servicing this gorgeous monster of a man. Me!
My already hard cock stiffened a little more, and I could feel a small
drop of pre-cum dribbling down my shaft.

"That is very, very good," Derek moaned after a while. "Now let's give
you your treat."

He pulled out and leaned back. I was left there, kneeling and panting,
my mouth hanging open, my cock quivering. I looked up at Derek, a
begging expression on my face. I had no idea what was coming next but
I knew that I was completely under his control. Derek smiled and
stepped towards me again, this time pressing his large palm against my
forehead. He leaned my head back, but it didn't go far before it
thumped softly against Andy's big chest. I remembered that Andy was
still holding me, and he must be kneeling behind me to hold my arms in
place. I also realized that I could feel a bulge pressing against my
butt, which must be Andy's stiffening cock. He liked what was
happening! With a guilty shock I realized that more of them might want
me to serve them after Derek was finished. A new wave of fright and
thrill washed over me as I thought about Andy's giant, muscled body
and what he could do to me if he wanted.

With my head pinned back, I was completely immobile. Derek pushed his
cock into my mouth again, this time by ramming his hips roughly into
my face. He forced his dick all the way down my throat, which jammed
my head against Andy's chest. I gagged, but there was absolutely
nowhere for me to go. Derek pulled out and immediately thrust into my
face again, harder this time. Andy pushed against me from behind,
sandwiching me between them. I choked.

"Fuck yeah," Derek moaned, and I heard a soft "mmmm" from Andy from
behind and above me, right in my ear. The bulge of his cock behind me
pressed against my ass a bit harder. Derek rammed his hips into my
face again and again, fucking my throat as I knelt there
helplessly. My mouth hung open limply as I was face-fucked. It seemed
like an eternity. Derek thrust and thrust, going faster and
faster. His round, full balls slapped against my chin with each
push. His strong, musky smell filled my nose. I couldn't smell or
taste or think anything other than his intense scent.

"Fuck YEAH," Derek grunted a final time, and his cock throbbed
powerfully in my mouth. All at once I felt my muzzle flooded with
Derek's hot cum as it pulsed out of him. Shots of it hit the back of
my throat, making me gag even more as I swallowed what seemed like a
gallon of the stuff. I tried to get most of it, but his cum dribbled
from my mouth, down my chin. I thought it was going to come out my
nose, there was so much of it. Derek pushed his cock into my throat
more gently as he finished up. It pulsed a few times more as his
orgasm let the last of his load flow into me. I closed my eyes again,
trying to concentrate on drinking it in, sucking down the last of his
cum. I don't know what I was thinking, but it seemed important in that
moment not to let it spill. I wanted to swallow it. I wanted to be
sure I got it all. I sat there, pinned, milking cum from this thick
cock with my lips. Right then, it was all that I wanted.



"Hey. Hey, kiddo." I heard Derek's voice distantly. I realized that I
must have... something. Passed out? Lost myself? I came to my senses,
opened my eyes. Derek's cock was still in my mouth, though it had
softened a bit. Andy wasn't holding my wrists anymore, and my arms had
flopped down to my sides. I was still kneeling on the cold tile in
front of the big wrestler. I could feel the heat of Andy's large,
powerful body behind me. His chest was still pressed against my back,
and now I also felt his strong hands gently resting on my sides,
holding me in place. It almost seemed like an embrace of sorts. And
even though I was terrified of what they might do to me next, I
slumped against him for support. I was exhausted.

"Hey kiddo," Derek said again, grinning. "Don't tucker out on
us. Andy's gonna wake you up now."

I didn't understand what he meant at first. In a smooth motion, Derek
leaned back onto his ankles and knelt in front of me, pulling my head
along as he went. His cock still filling my mouth, I now found my face
buried in Derek's lap. I was on all fours, my naked butt raised high
into the air. I started to get up, but Derek laid a heavy forearm on
my back, keeping me gently but firmly clamped onto his dick. (Which
was getting hard again, I noticed. Again?!)

I felt Andy's hands slide down my hips to my rump, cupping my small,
firm butt cheeks in his large palms. I felt a squeeze as he pressed
them apart, exposing the bare, pink pucker of my little hole. I
clenched reflexively, not comprehending what he was doing. For just a
moment I felt the hot tickle of Andy's breath on the sensitive,
untouched skin of my sphincter. His mouth must be just inches from my
behind! He wasn't going to... was he?

An electric shock shot through me at the wild sensation of Andy's
warm, soft, wet tongue suddenly lapping against my sensitive little
hole. My vision went white from the intensity of it, and I let out an
involuntary moan. A tingling ran through my legs, my cock, and down my
back. I couldn't stand it, the feeling was overwhelming.
Instinctively, I tried to pull away from him, but Andy's palms slid
fluidly to my hips and stopped me. With firm pressure, he pulled my
ass back against his face and buried his tongue deeper into me.

"Looks like he likes that, too!" Derek chuckled. "Jamie, how about
taking a turn at this end?"

Derek stood up and stepped back, his big dick flopping loosely out of
my mouth. I looked up, still on all fours. Spit and cum dripped from
my mouth onto the tile floor. I could barely focus my eyes as Andy
continued to work my ass over with his tongue. I looked across the
shower floor and saw Jamie shucking off his tank top and stepping
quickly out of his gym shorts. Jamie was big, though not as big as
Andy and Derek. His naked, muscular body was just visible to me in the
dim light. I could see that his cock, also pretty hefty, was already
hardening. He looked down at me hungrily and stepped forward with a
grin.

Trapped in place, I could only stare helplessly as he approached
me. Jamie didn't kneel like Derek had done. Instead, he put two
fingers under my chin and lifted my head up to his crotch. I lost my
balance and had to grab onto his thick thighs to steady myself. As
soon as I did, he shoved my nose right underneath his balls, making me
nuzzle his big sack. His scent filled my nose, musky like Derek had
been, but stronger and different somehow. Reflexively I opened my
mouth so I was licking his balls. Tasting them. I tried to take them
in my mouth, too, but they were too big and I couldn't do it. Perhaps
I'd have performed better if Andy wasn't also making me see stars with
every swipe of his tongue on my ass.

"Wow he is really enthusiastic!" Jamie laughed. "Here boy, try this
instead."

He lifted my head still further until the tip of his cock was touching
my lips. Without instruction I lapped at the underside of it,
eliciting an appreciative sigh from Jamie. He got even harder and
pushed himself into my mouth. Soon I was sucking him rhythmically,
concentrating on the task as best I could despite what Andy was doing
to me from behind. I wanted Jamie to be as pleased with me as Derek
had been. It seemed important.

As Jamie's cock stuffed my mouth, Andy continued to lap at my
hole. With each swipe of his wide, warm tongue he applied just a
little more pressure. The wet heat of his muzzle felt like a warm glow
pushing slowly into me. Thick, gloppy saliva slathered my ass and hole
in a slick coating. Andy's licking started to become pressing, and I
could feel myself spreading open to him, bit by bit. His tongue began
to feel not so much on my ass as entering it. I clenched at the
overpowering intensity of the feeling, but my little pucker was just
too exhausted to keep his determined tongue at bay any longer. I felt
the last bit of tightness give way and the tip of his tongue slid into
me. I groaned and my eyes rolled back into my skull. My own tongue
lolled loosely out of my mouth, letting Jamie push his cock into my
throat a bit further. My arms and legs almost collapsed, leaving me
all but hanging there between them: Jamie holding my chin pinned
against his crotch as he fucked my face, and Andy gripping my small
hips and pulling his soft, eager tongue into my ass. My mind was a
whirl of confusing feelings. Fear. Pleasure. Shame. I couldn't
think. I couldn't see.

"How is it, Andy?" asked one of the others. I couldn't tell who'd said
it.

In response, Andy growled with pleasure as he rimmed me. I could hear
the deep sound of his chest rumble as well as feel it, vibrating
faintly through my gut. Jamie also let out a contented sigh as he
worked his thick cock slowly in and out of my mouth. I guess that was
the answer they were looking for.

"Think he's ready to go all the way?"

That got a chuckle from the whole crew, and they started saying things
like "yeah!" and "do it, Andy!" Without letting up on my ass, I felt
Andy lift one hand off of me. There was a sound of clothes being
hastily shrugged off. I was jostled in the commotion, but Andy and
Jamie together still held me between them. Even as exhausted as I was,
I could guess what he was about to do. I'd never handled anything like
this before, and was pretty sure I wasn't ready for it. But I felt
resigned. Trapped. I couldn't even yell for help. Not with a big cock
down my throat.



After a moment Andy pulled his face back, and I felt myself guided
backwards into a sitting position. Jamie let his cock drop from my
mouth, a long stream of spit trailing from his swollen head to my
lips. Andy's hand found my butt and pushed it downwards until it was
stopped by something warm and thick pressing against my ass. I gritted
my teeth. His dick felt impressively large. I couldn't believe this
was happening to me.

Andy tugged on my slight frame a little harder, and I felt the head of
his big cock poking more insistently against my butt. My small,
exhausted leg muscles were all that was holding me off of him, and
they were tiring quickly. The pressure intensified, and I could feel
his cockhead gliding through the slick spit coating my ass. It slid on
its own right to the center of my worn out sphincter and lodged there,
pushing at it. With a sigh I knew I was stuck. I steeled myself.

At first, taking the tip of Andy's thick cock into my hole didn't feel
much different from the way his tongue had felt. It pushed into me a
bit, then let up, and then pushed in a little bit more. With each
small motion I could feel my body accepting more of it. For a moment I
forgot my fright and just concentrated on taking him. It seemed like
maybe it wouldn't be that bad. I was trying to relax when abruptly
there was some kind of resistance inside my rump, and there was a
twinge of pain. I couldn't take anymore. I froze.

I could tell that Andy felt it too, and he murmured reassuringly. His
large hand slid from my thigh up to my flat belly. He stroked my flat
abdomen with his big fingers, and then moved his hand up further,
patiently caressing the muscles of my small, lean chest. I didn't
expect such a gentle touch from the giant, muscular guy; I didn't know
what to think. I closed my eyes and let myself feel the warmth of his
palms and fingers as they ran over my skin. I relaxed a little, though
I could feel my legs getting even more tired.

After a moment I felt Andy's hand move up my shoulder, and then slide
up to my throat. I was too tired to think about what he was doing, I
just let it happen. His huge fingers closed gently but firmly around
my neck, tilting my head backwards until my face was almost straight
up. I didn't resist. Eyes still closed, the back of my head came to
rest on his shoulder as I leaned against him. I almost forgot his cock
pressing into me. He stroked my chin and throat, but then gradually
let the weight of his heavy arms on my neck and thigh press me
downwards.

Immediately the pressure caused the dull pain in my hole to return and
intensify. I whined and tried to resist, but Andy held me there,
guiding me down onto the head his cock. For a moment it felt like I
was being split open. I'd never felt such all-consuming pain. I opened
my mouth to yelp, but the fingers of Andy's big hand stuffed into my
mouth, choking off the sound. I whined instead, and found myself
licking his fingers. Sucking them. It was humiliating to be muzzled
like this, but it helped distract from my aching rump.

I felt my ass suddenly give way, and I let out a howl of agony. Andy's
thick cock-head spread me fully open and slid past my ruined sphincter
with a soundless pop. My legs went limp and I sat roughly down onto
him, impaling myself to the hilt on the full length of Andy's
shaft. He let out a yell and gripped me hard, digging his fingernails
into my skin inadvertently. I felt the piercing pain combine with
blinding euphoria, both from his fingernails and from being split
apart by his girth. I felt the warm touch of his muscled arms around
me. I felt the pulsing heat of his big cock filling me.

"Damn!" I heard Derek exclaim appreciatively. "That is one tight
little freshman!" The others also made impressed noises.

Andy didn't say anything, but with a grunt he lifted my slight body a
few inches off of his lap, sliding my little ass up his big cock. I
didn't have time to react before he slid me back down onto him, a bit
more gently this time. His cock plowed all the way into me again,
firing another pulse of euphoric sensation as it pressed against my
spot. Before I could process this new feeling, he did it again:
lifting me up, letting me slide back down. I could not deny that it
felt good. Really good. My face blushed with renewed shame as he
fucked me.

"Oh yeah, he's liking that," Jamie laughed, turning to the other
wrestlers. "You boys want to get in there?"

I opened my eyes to see two dark figures looming over me. One was
Jeff, who quickly dropped his shorts and took his already-hard cock in
his hand. With a grin he stepped toward me, straddled Andy's shoulder,
and dropped his dick onto my face with a slap. I suppose I should have
been shocked or offended or something, but I was too distracted by
being fucked senseless. I didn't even react. Jeff put a finger on my
chin and nudged my lips towards his cock. I let him push it into my
mouth. He let out a satisfied sigh as it slid in. I opened my mouth
wide for him, resigning myself to this.

Andy lifted me again for another thrust into my destroyed ass, which
made Jeff's dick shove itself further into my throat. He glided in and
out of my face in time with Andy's grunts, forming a slow rhythm as I
was simultaneously face-fucked and ass-fucked by the two big
wrestlers. Dimly I was aware that the other dark figure (Cory?) picked
up my wrist and lifted it up to waist level, where my hand was guided
to another hard cock. I found myself gripping Cory's dick in one hand,
letting it slide through my fingers with each of Andy's relentless
thrusts. Cory let out an appreciative sigh.



Out of the corner of my eye I saw Derek step towards the four of
us. He stood in front of me, his cock right in my face next to
Jeff's. He looked fully hard again, even though he'd soaked my chin in
cum just a few minutes before. A small drop of pre-cum glistened in
the slit of his bobbing glans. I thought he was going to make me suck
him again, but instead he planted a hand in the middle of my chest and
gave me a firm shove.

With my back already pressed against Andy, Derek's push immediately
toppled us both. I felt Andy react with astonishing speed, trying to
keep us upright with a grunt and a flex of his powerful abdominal
muscles. But Derek kept pushing, and he had the leverage, so we went
down. Andy managed to soften the fall by curling somewhat as he landed
on his back. He pulled me with him, not too roughly, his hard cock
still buried inside me as far as it would go. I found myself lying
totally prone on top of him, staring up at the ceiling from upon the
great mountain of Andy's heaving chest. My arms and legs flopped to
the cold tile floor, a startling contrast to the warmth of his body
below me and inside me, spreading my ass open with pulsing heat.

"There," said Derek with a smirk. "Now there's room for everybody."

Cory and Jeff quickly closed in on either side of us, kneeling down so
that both of their stiff dicks were right in my face. With hungry,
grinning expressions, they each wrapped a fist around their cocks and
began to slowly stroke themselves. I saw them glance briefly at each
other, exchanging a look that told me that they'd just had the same
idea. Almost in unison, each of them grabbed one of my wrists, pinning
my forearms underneath their weight as they knelt. Then I was really
trapped, spreadeagled. Impaled on Andy's rock-hard cock.

Looking up, I saw that Jamie was right behind us, forming a circle
around my head with the other two big males. He knelt down over my
face and stuffed his cock unceremoniously into my mouth. His big balls
dropped onto my nose, filling my head with his musky scent. My world
went black and I struggled to breathe. Jamie's shaft slid in and out
of my throat, the upside-down angle choking me even more than
before. His large balls bumped into my lips with each motion.

In this new prone position, Andy moved his hands back down to my
hips. He lifted my ass slightly, which had the effect of pressing his
cock against a new spot deeper inside me. The sudden pressure sent
another shockwave of intense tingling through me. Now that I wasn't
sitting on him, Andy was free to thrust into me even faster. He
started pounding me really hard. I tried to tense up to withstand this
new onslaught, but I was too exhausted. I could only lay there, held
down by Cory and Jeff, as my hole was stretched out even more by this
relentless pummeling. I ached all over with pleasure and pain.

Dimly I realized that someone was holding my ankles and was lifting my
legs slowly upwards and apart. Spreading my thighs open allowed Andy's
cock to plow into me even deeper, though strangely it didn't really
hurt. I couldn't believe how much punishment I was taking.

"Now you're really gonna howl," I heard Derek murmur as he spread my
legs. I thought he meant the pounding I was already taking from
Andy. But he had bigger ideas.

I felt something press on the spot under my balls and then slide down
between my butt cheeks. Too late, I guessed what Derek was up to. I
tried to protest, but my attempts to make sound were cut off by
Jamie's cock shoving repeatedly in and out of my mouth. Helplessly, I
felt the tip of Derek's swollen cock start to press at my hole, just
above where Andy was already stretching me open.

Andy slowed for a moment as Derek pushed against my tired pucker
harder and harder. I was sure I was already stretched to the limit,
but this was spreading me open even more. I winced and moaned, tears
forming at the corners of my eyes. Slowly but unstoppably, Derek's
dick pushed into me with Andy's. I whimpered and went limp. The pain
was blinding. I felt like I was being torn in half, but Derek didn't
stop.

"That's it," whispered Derek encouragingly, grinding his hips against
my thighs. "Take us both. I know you can do it."

Derek began to slide back and forth inside me, pushing Andy's cock
even harder against my spot. I ached. I choked. I saw stars. The
rhythmic pressure was hypnotic and almost unbearable. He let out a
sigh and Andy groaned appreciatively beneath me. I felt both their
dicks swelling even more, and Jamie's dick thickened in my mouth too,
as they reveled in the abuse they were dishing out. Three cocks inside
me from three huge guys, taking pleasure from using me however they
pleased. It was humiliating and crazily thrilling at the same time.

Derek's thrusting continued, the pressure building as he worked his
way further into me. His shaft rubbed against Andy's, and the sound of
his breathing told me that he was really loving it. Andy's moans
deepened into a low rumbling sound. Jamie must have noticed too,
because he pulled out of my mouth, finally letting me see again. I
stared wide-eyed at the sight of Derek's broad torso thrusting between
my outstretched legs. His muscular arms held my ankles high. His eyes
were closed, a look of breathless bliss on his face.



Cory, Jeff, and Jamie were all kneeling around me, each of them
stroking their stiff cocks right above my face. Cory and Jeff looked
down at me with predatory grins, but I saw that Jamie was watching
Derek instead. It was a small thing, but the tender expression on
Jamie's face told me clearly about the feelings between them. I
realized what I'd been seeing all along but never noticed: That Jamie
and Derek were always together, shoulder to shoulder. That they would
talk in hushed voices with each other at the back of the travel
bus. That they would drape their arms over each others' shoulders at
lunch, at practice, and in the hall. It was obvious now that they were
in love. How had I not recognized it before? I felt like an idiot.

"Let me help you with that, babe," Jamie said to Derek. He reached
across the space between them and drew Derek's face toward his. Derek
leaned into Jamie's outstretched face and kissed him on the lips, as
deeply and passionately as I'd ever seen in any romance movie. They
leaned on each other as they embraced, Derek's cock tightening even
more inside me. Jamie began to stroke his cock a bit faster, and I saw
it swell even larger. This elicited appreciative whistles from the
other two wrestlers watching. Derek began to grunt and sweat,
thrusting into me harder still. Having already experienced his orgasm
once today, I knew what was coming next.

With a final, loud grunt, Derek blew a hot, slick load of cum deep
into my guts. I heard Jamie softly whining; the sight of his giant
boyfriend filling me with spunk had pushed him over the edge. Still
holding the kiss, Jamie's fist tightened around his engorged
cock. With a grunt of his own, he blasted stream after stream of thick
cum across my body -- cock, chest, stomach, and face. Some dripped
into my mouth. I felt it soaking into my hair, making me damp and
sticky. Reflexively I licked my lips, tasting his salty, warm jizz.

Cory and Jeff watched Jamie cum on me. As if on cue, they let out
almost simultaneous groans of pleasure and shot their own loads onto
my prone body. The sticky cum splashed my nose, dripping down my face
and mixing three boys worth of spunk in a messy pool at my neck. They
kept cumming for what seemed like minutes, climaxing onto me as they
held me down. Their faces held triumphant expressions. They had used
me as their group cum rag and they loved it. My cheeks burned with
humiliation, but I couldn't move.

I felt Derek's dick soften and gradually drop out of my wrecked
ass. But he still knelt between my legs and held my ankles, which let
Andy's cock plunge further inside me on every thrust. I sighed at the
comparative comfort of having only one cock in my hole. The last of
the pain from the intense double penetration was now replaced with a
dream-like serenity. I could still feel Derek's cum in my hole,
lubricating Andy's cock as he fucked me. He reacted with a sigh to the
new slickness, and let his thrusts become lighter and a little
faster. After the rough treatment from Derek, Andy's smoother strokes
felt amazing.

The thrusting intensified quickly, and I could tell from Andy's sighs
and moans that he must be getting close. His cock filled me, getting
warmer and stiffer with each stroke. He was hitting my spot just
right, making my vision go blurry with intense sensation. Andy gripped
my slight body tightly with both broad hands and thrust his cock
especially deep into my hole. He climaxed with a shudder that shook my
whole body, his girth completely plugging my little hole, sealing his
cum in as he shot jet after jet into my guts. Each pulse stretched me
wider, but I was so tired that it didn't even hurt.

Andy continued to shudder, shooting loads of his seed into me. Filling
me. It seemed like he was going to keep cumming forever, but
eventually he slowed down, and after a moment more, he stopped. I
think he realized then that he'd been digging his fingernails into me,
and abruptly his grip relaxed. He held me more gently after that, and
we lay there. Distantly I was aware of the other four wrestlers, who
had been whooping chuckles of encouragement as they'd watched Andy
fuck me. Now they sat surrounding us, grinning at each other, still
holding me down. Waiting.

After a moment, I felt Andy stir beneath me. Supporting my weight with
one arm, his hand slid across the skin of my soft belly and gently
grasped my quivering cock. With a shock I realized that up until then,
through this whole ordeal, none of them had actually touched my
penis. But Andy now stroked it gently in his soft palm, and his touch
was sending waves of unbelievable bliss through me. Andy's and Derek's
cum inside me, the taste of Jamie's cum still in my mouth, the memory
of being humiliated and penetrated and used and cum on by these five
muscular seniors... the emotions combined into a white-hot fire in my
head, and in seconds I was totally overwhelmed.

With a howl I felt my hole contract tightly around Andy's thick shaft,
and I came harder than ever before in my life. Thin streams of spunk
spurted out of my cock, splattering all the way past my face and down
my chest. My entire body spasmed uncontrollably. I was almost grateful
that Derek, Cory, and Jeff were still holding me firmly by my ankles
and wrists. I moaned and writhed in their grip as Andy patiently
milked the cum out of my cock with his big fist. The pulses of orgasm
eventually slowed, leaving me totally exhausted. Andy murmured softly
into my left ear, and nuzzled and licked my neck... almost
affectionately, I found myself thinking. I knew I was passing out. My
consciousness drifted into dream-like confusion as I lay in Andy's
warm, strong embrace. My thoughts collapsed into blackness.



They were all gone when I awoke. I have no idea how long I'd lain
there. I was naked and alone on the cold tile floor of the gym
shower. I didn't know what to think. You might think I wondered if it
was all a dream, but I certainly did not! I could still feel the ache
of two cocks that had spread open my destroyed asshole. The heat of
two loads of cum from two huge guys still inside me. The lingering
sting of Andy's fingernails digging into my flesh. The dull throb of
bruises from where they'd held me down. The bitter aftertaste of cum
that lingered under my tongue. Oh no, it had definitely happened.

I picked myself up off the floor, turned to the wall, and took a very
long, hot shower. I dragged myself home somehow and went straight to
my bed without bothering to eat dinner. I lay there in bed, thinking
about what had happened. I relived each moment, and the humiliation
rushed back to me. I remembered the looks of cruel satisfaction on
their faces. But I also remembered the feel of their muscular bodies,
the animal desire in their eyes. These guys DESIRED me: my body, my
service, my obedience. I tried to feel angry at them, or violated, or
something. But I couldn't. All I felt was exhausted and... despite my
shame, incredibly satisfied.

I didn't understand why, but all I really wanted was to do it all
again.



EPILOGUE

Freshmen sometimes ask me what it's like to have a big, scary,
muscle-bound senior for a boyfriend. I usually shrug and say nothing,
but the truth is that it's fantastic. Andy doesn't say much unless
we're alone, so I think everyone assumes that all we do is fuck. And
we do fuck, a lot. He's fucked me in his car, at his house, at the
school, in the locker room, in the shower, in the tub, in the park, in
a movie theater once--- too many wonderful times to remember. I know
he looks frightening, but he's a sensitive, considerate lover... at
least to me. And when we're alone, he listens patiently to whatever
I'm whining about, and always knows just the right thing to say. You
just have to get to know him, I guess.

Hanging out with the wrestling team is always a blast, too. They
invite me now whenever they party or go out. Sometimes it's a big
group, sometimes it's just a few of us. And it's always me and Andy. I
especially like going out with Derek and Jamie; when people see the
four of us, they think "oh, it's just the wrestling team". But to us
it's like a double date. We have a lot of fun together, both with and
without clothes! My favorite was the night last summer when we climbed
up onto the school roof. Jamie and I lay on our backs, holding hands
and gazing up at the summer stars while our large, athletic boyfriends
gently, deeply fucked us in the warm night air. That's the kind of
experience you never forget.

And of course I'll never forget the way it all started: with my
birthday surprise.