Date: Fri, 17 Dec 2004 03:29:34 -0800 (PST)
From: Eros Zob <ofvenus@yahoo.com>
Subject: Used by Jocks part 3

Disclaimer: The following story is for the most part a work of fiction.  A
few instances are drawn from actual events involving consenting persons 18
years or older, but no original names of people, or places have been used.
The following material deals with sexual situations involving homosexual
acts.  Other situations include bondage, S&M, and in order to make a more
compelling story line the situation takes place in a highschool setting.
It is not recommended that this material be viewed by persons under the age
of 18 or anyone else who does not wish to read a story involving acts of
homosexual sex.


Used by Jocks -- Part 3
by Eros


Chapter 5
After Practice---


The team hustled through the building and made their way through the sports
corridor and into the "old" section of the locker room.  They chatted away,
making fun of each other and bragging of their own abilities, as they
undressed.  In the background the coach was giving instructions to the team
manager.  He was a short Latino boy named Marco.  Marco had signed up for
team manager, because he though it would be a good way to get to know the
older boys, and simultaneously create a name for him amongst the jocks.
That way he would fit in better when he was old enough to try out for the
team.  But it hadn't worked out that way.  He thought his role would be
closer to assistant coach, but it was in fact a glorified water boy
position.  He did have other responsibilities.  He was given the keys after
every practice, and allowed to lock up for the coach, who often left
immediately after practice.  Unfortunately, he hadn't quite gained respect
amongst the team.  They saw him as a skinny freshman who didn't fit in with
the real "men"

Marco nodded towards the coach, put his keys in his pocket, and then
sprinted towards the new section of the locker room.  He grabbed a huge
pile of towels and made his way back to the "old" section.  He hated this
part of the job: Towel Boy.  He had to stand at the entrance of the showers
and act as a shelf as the soaking wet naked jocks exited the shower room.
Invariably each naked teenager would rub Marco's head condescendingly in
thanks for holding the pile of towels for them.  There was nothing Marco
could do but take it, until the last boy had exited, since he was holding
the towels with both hands.

"Thanks fag" murmured a well-tanned and muscular jock, with a big dick.
Then he rubbed the little guys head with his wet hand and smirked as he
passed on through to the lockers.  Three more followed suit, wetting the
Latin-twink's hair.

Then Nick headed for him, another dark adonis like Simi.  Right as he
entered into Marco's line of sight he non-chalantly reached down to his own
crotch, gave his balls a good rubbing and yanked on his cock before patting
his moist hand on Marco's face.  Marco grimaced with humiliation.
Unfortunately the remaining athlete's in the showers had seen the event,
and each one repeated it, laughing like mad towards the end.  As they
approached one by one Marco squinted in anticipation of the pat.  He knew
each one had just rubbed their cock and balls before putting their wet
hands on his face.  He was considering resigning his position soon.  He
shouldn't have to put up with this.

To add to the unpleasantness today was Tuesday: Laundry day.  Not only was
he responsible for collecting all the wet towels and taking them to the
laundry room, but the jockstraps too.

As the players dried themselves and walked around in their underwear, or
nothing, looking for this and that, it was Marco's job to collect each
dirty jockstrap and wash them in the laundry room right next to the old
towel closet.  He hated this routine because it always involved the same
jabs and embarrassments.  Allusions towards what he was "really" going to
do with the soiled jocks, and attempts to toss the garments directly onto
Marco's face were common place.  He expected nothing less than the usual
today.

Since someone had stolen the garment bag (just like last week) Marco was
trying to collect the dirty straps in a leftover towel to avoid touching
them as best he could.  He had about five in his towel before the
half-naked teenagers began hurling their jocks at his face.  A couple
landed directly on his face causing him to lurch backwards in disgust, the
rest either missed him completely or glanced off his head.  He scowled the,
annoyed- at-undue-humiliation scowl that was typical of all underclassmen
when forced to endure situations of this type.  The team just laughed at
him, occasionally squeezing their balls through their underwear in displays
of dominance.  He now had a considerable pile of jockstraps in his hands.
He assumed he had them all.  He was wrong.  As he turned from the
unorganized clutter of nude teenagers, a firm hand landed on his shoulder.
He paused, rolling his eyes up into his head.

"Hey ya forgot mine man" said a kind voice from behind him.  Then without
warning a dirty jockstrap was shoved into his face with the pouch covering
his mouth and nose like a gas mask.  The Freshman accidentally inhaled deep
the foul stench of jock-crotch in pure surprise.  It was damp and smelled
of piss and sweat.  He hoped it would be a short-lived gag, but the jock
took advantage of Marco's full hands and held it there till the boy finally
struggled free, nearly dropping his pile on the ground.

What's even more inconsiderate of the boys was that they never removed
their cups from the strap for Marco.  He always ended up standing in the
laundry room removing each cup individually, and having to finger the moist
insides of each warm jockstrap in the process.  However, little did they
know, he got revenge each time.  He never bothered to figure out whose cup
was whose.  Once the straps were clean, he would randomly replace each cup
into a boy's marked jockstrap and hand them out the next day.  None of the
team members bothered to envision the process.  They all assumed they were
the only ones whose ball sack rested in their own cup.  Marco couldn't help
but smile as he was doing it.

Then suddenly from the locker room he heard his name.

"Marco, Yo Marco, hold up man!" shouted Simi "come 'ere"

Marco stuck his head out of the laundry room door and found himself in the
middle of a locker room argument.

"You stuck those jocks in the washer yet?" Simi demanded an answer.

"Naw, why?" responded Marco quickly.

"Good cause this bitch, about ta lose a bet." explained Simi.

Evidently the boys had been bragging while Marco was separating straps from
cups.  Simi, claimed that he got head in the boy's room today during lunch,
and Nick, another beautiful lean black basketball player, who wore nothing
but a skimpy towel around his waist, was calling him a liar.  Nick had
always considered himself the player, and never heard of Simi hooking up
with anyone.  He wasn't going to be out done by a lying punk like Simi.
They'd made a locker room bet.

"Prove it and I'll clean yer jockstrap with my tongue" He said jokingly.
He was confident, this Nick.  After all, how does one prove such a thing
anyway without the second party nearby willing to confirm the story?  It
was then that Marco had beed summoned back from the laundry.

Simi looked around the room in a quick glance finding Joe immediately.  He
nodded to him and Joe headed for the towel room.  A few moments later he
returned with a naked freshman, his hands bound behind him with duct tape,
and his face red, from being pressed up against the crotch of another boy
for a little over an hour, and of course because of the embarrassment of
being nude in front of a group of juniors and seniors.  They began laughing
immediately.  All except Nick who looked on with a confused frown.  It was,
of course, me.  Joe had torn me from Paul's hardening dick and thrust me
into a room of half-naked fired-up jocks.  I must have looked ridiculous.

Then Simi approached me.  And began speaking like a TV lawyer.  "Now tell
me, young man, whose big juicy black cock was in your mouth today?"  The
room exploded in laughter.  My eyes were suddenly glued to the floor.  I
never thought the events of today would ever become more public than they
already were.  But now I was being forced to admit to giving Simi a
blowjob. And what if I didn't play along?  Who knows what I would be forced
to do.

Once the gang silenced themselves, Simi asked again.  "Who's dick did you
suck today?!"

I sheepishly looked up at him, and quietly yet audibly uttered: "Yours"

The unclothed teens exploded again in laughter, this time at me, instead of
at Simi's joke.

"Did you eat my cum?" he added, further embarrassing me.

"Yeah" I nodded.

"Did you swallow it?"

"Yeah"

I never thought the laughter would ever end.  But there was one boy who
wasn't laughing, he was standing there with a frown on his face wearing
only a small towel.  As the other's calmed themselves, Nick realized it'd
be hard to get out of this one.  He and Simi had never got along, and the
rest of the team clearly preferred Simi anyway, mostly because he wasn't
such a ball hog on the court and he didn't usually brag about his sexual
exploits in a way that demeaned the rest.  But Nick was all of those
things, and now he had bet himself into a payback.

"Hey Marco, bring me my jockstrap" ordered Simi.  Happy that he wasn't the
one being made fun of, Marco dashed back into the laundry room and thumbed
through the pile of dirty jocks till he found the one marked Simi.  He
hadn't yet removed the cup from this one.

"Here ya go" Marco said slightly excited about being part of this process.

"Here you go, Nick" said Simi in a mocking tone.

"No way man"

"Do we have to make ya?" threatened Simi.  Nick wasn't willing.  Then
suddenly two guys appeared behind Nick and held his arms back, and a third
grabbed his legs.  With great struggle they managed to get him to a bench
and lay him down face up.  The two guys holding his arms sat down on the
ground and pinned the struggling naked teen's arms underneath the bench.
The same was done with his legs.  Since he was now straddling the bench,
his legs were spread apart making the towel that once covered his 8 and a
half inch cock, completely obsolete.  He was leaving nothing to anyone's
imagination.  Finally the towel came undone exposing his naked brown body
entirely.  No one bothered to cover him back up.  His monster dong flopped
back and forth as he struggled.

Simi approached with the soiled jockstrap and a smile on his face.
Practically the whole team had been waiting to let Nick know how they felt
about his cocky attitude.  It was at this point that I realized how quiet
Joe was.  He had been present during the entire scene, but said nothing.  I
would have expected him to have the loudest mouth of them all.  But instead
he stood in the middle of the crowd, watching.

"Lemme go fuckers" screamed Nick.

"C'mon man, give it a good tongue bath, then we let ya go" Simi
responded. "we could do worse things to ya"

With that Simi tried to place the dirty jock on Nick's face but he
struggled instantly knocking it to the ground.  The same thing was repeated
2 more times.

"Fine, motha fucker, you want this the hard way, you got it.  Come here
Marco"

Marco slowly approached the bench with the pinned jock.  Then Simi grabbed
my shoulders and pushed me to my knees in front of the little Latin-twink.
I stared up at both Marco and Simi with a confused look on my face.  "Suck
him, bitch" It was a command directed at me.  He fully expected me to suck
Marco's cock in front of a roomful of chuckling jocks.  I couldn't believe
it.  "Our lil' bro Marco here wants to get his first BJ " More laughter
ensued.  "Get to it!"

Frightened, I began undoing the freshman's pants.  I undid the button, then
pulled the zipper down.  He was wearing boxers.  I gently reached in with
my fingers and finally produced his limp Latin dick, along with his brown
balls.  He was bigger than Paul, but smaller that Simi, and definitely
nowhere near the monster cock that Nick was sporting for everyone to see.
Slowly I leaned into the boy's crotch and took his balls into my mouth.
Marco almost doubled over in surprise.  He'd never had a blowjob before,
that much was true, but he'd never even imagined the pleasure of having his
balls sucked.  Someone behind me gasped, "Oh my God he's fucking doing it."

I kept at it, despite the hoots, and hollering around me.  Finally he
started getting hard.  I then let his balls flop out of my mouth and
started sucking on his dick.  It was twitching in my mouth.  I pumped his
smooth shaft with my mouth.  It was like silk.  It was also the second
brown dick I'd had today, and third in total.  He was quivering all over.
I knew he wouldn't last long, even shorter than Simi, probably.  Then I
tasted his precum, it wasn't that bad.  I didn't remember Simi's.  It got
my tongue ready for the taste.

"Don't swallow this time, cock sucker." Simi warned from above me wearing
nothing but a pair of boxers, the same pair from earlier today.  I knew
better than to disobey.  And then the freshman came.

"Uunnhh, Unh, Unh AAAHHHH"

5, 6, 7, 8 huge globs of spicy Latin spunk filled my mouth.  It was
stronger in taste than Simi's, and naturally the taste lingered since I
wasn't allowed to swallow.  He had finally finished.  Simi instructed him
to pull his cock out and wipe it on my face.  As he withdrew, however, I
tightened my lips cleaning it for him as he pulled out.  This meant there
was more cum in my mouth and less on my face.  After slapping me in the
face with his spent cock, Marco stuffed his half erect penis back into his
pants and zipped them back up.  He was breathing heavily, and couldn't wait
to see what Simi had in mind.

"Alright cum-bucket let's go" Simi announced.  He lifted me up to my feet
and made me open my mouth, displaying Marco's huge load of cum to the rest
of the guys.  Then he turned to Nick , who was still pinned to the bench.

"I'll give you one last chance.  Lick my jock."

"Fuck you" was Nick's response.

Then very calmly, Simi reached for me again and bent me over Nick's face.
I could of given him mouth to mouth I was so well positioned.  While I was
finishing with Marco, a fourth jock had sat down to pin Nick's head.  He
straddled the bench sitting at the poor guy's head, which he locked in
between his legs and held with his hands.  The top of Nicks head was
nestled, directly against this guys balls which were clothed only in a pair
of tighty whities.

"Alright spit that shit out man" commanded Simi.

So I opened my mouth and let Marco's cum seep onto Nick's face, which was
still being held in place.  He squirmed, naturally as the big load of semen
covered his nose and lips.  Some splattered on the fourth jock's underwear,
though he didn't notice.  Finally I spat the rest of the cum out right
before Joe grabbed me, and pulled me back.  My part was done apparently.

But Nick's wasn't.  Simi ordered Marco to reach down and smear his cum all
over Nick's face.  And the little Latino did just that.  Nick was too
afraid to open his mouth in protest, or even to bite, cause he didn't want
a mouth full of Marco's cum which made the task all the easier.

"Now do we take a picture?" Simi began holding up Joe's video camera, "or
do you lick my jock?"

Trying to open his mouth without letting the cum in Nick quickly said,
"Jock", But he wasn't quick enough Marco had done a thorough job with his
cum, and Nick was soon spitting as hard as he could to get the musky Latin
seed out of his mouth.  But suddenly he couldn't spit anymore, Simi had
forced the jock strap over his mouth.  From inside the dirty garment, Nick
quickly lapped up Simi's filth, a tongueful at a time, along with Marco's
cum.  The whole locker room was laughing at him.  Every once in a while
Simi would lift up the jock to see how far he'd gotten.  The inside was now
dark with Nick's spit, but it took a little while longer before Simi was
pleased enough let Nick go.  Once free he quickly bolted up and ran for the
showers to rinse off.


Chapter 6
 Nick's Revenge---


Nick was giving his face a deep scrubbing in the showers, in an exaggerated
effort to erase every last bit of Marco's cum from his face and mouth.  The
others went on chattering while continuing to dress.  Everyone except Joe
and Simi who stood in their boxers discussing what was to happen next.  Joe
held me by my wrist bonds behind my back.

"He's fucking pissed man, you shoulda got a picture, now we don't have
anything" Joe pointed out.

"Don't worry I got it covered" said Simi, patting him on the shoulder.

Nick stomped out of the showers, still bare-ass naked, and sped directly to
Simi, Joe, and me.

"Mother Fucker!" Nick began.

Simi interrupted.  "Don't worry man, no freshmen get away with that kinda
shit.  You're gonna punish 'em, and you're gonna do such a good fuckin' job
with it, no one'll remember what they did to you."

Nick's anger instantly turned from Simi, to me.  "That's a good fuckin'
idea"

That seemed too easy I thought.

"We gonna have a little contest" Nick announced to the half dressed teen
jocks. They all perked up immediately.  Simi walked over to Marco and
pulled him back over to were I was standing.  Joe was busy behind me
undoing my duct tape bonds.  "Strip, Marco."

"No man, I just wanna finish up with the laundry and leave..."  Simi
stopped Marco in mid-word.  He yanked his fly open and tugged his pants
down to the floor.  Marco got the hint.  This wasn't an option.  He quickly
kicked off his pants, peeled his shirt off and then dropped his drawers.  I
couldn't help but steal a glance.  Marco was gorgeous.  He definitely had a
chance of making the team in two years, maybe even next year.  He must work
out.  He was thin, but cut.  His dark brown body was perfectly toned for a
boy his age.  From his small hard pecs to his six pac stomach he was
beautiful, and I almost wished I had the chance to suck him all over again.

Nick began again, "Now since I can't decide which one of you fuckers I hate
more, I'm gonna let fate decide.  Wrap yo' fist around those tiny little
dicks!"

Both Marco and I were completely embarrassed. What was he up to?  We didn't
have time to think about it, though.  So we quickly lowered out hands to
our loins, and grabbed our cocks.

"Naw naw naw not yer own dick..."

Oh my God. Marco's jaw dropped.  He was disgusted with the idea of even
looking at my crotch let alone holding my cock.  Slowly we realized it
wasn't a joke.  I let go of my dick and reached over to Marco, who gave me
a threatening look.  I don't know why he did, I'd just had it in my mouth,
what's the difference?  Marco couldn't bring himself to reciprocate.

"Now" Nick barked.

Then slowly, eyes averted, with an almost scared look on his face, Marco
reached over to my groin and groped for my dick.  He accidentally slapped
my balls first, then found it.  He held it gingerly between two fingers.  I
couldn't help it, I was getting a little hard. The audience was laughing
again.

"Ok, now the first one to cum...loses."

It took a second to compute.  The first one to cum...loses?  Losing to a
jock was not good, not good at all.  This was gonna be a race.  This
asshole, Nick, wanted us to jack each other off, and the one who did the
best job, the one who makes the other cum first...wins.  I suddenly
realized I was fucked.  Marco had just cum, I remember, cause the taste was
still in my mouth.  The last time I had was early that afternoon when the
stranger rubbed me from behind in the bathroom stall.  Surely there was no
way I could hold out long enough for Marco to build up another load.  Not
with a hot Latin stud rubbing my cock!  There was no fucking way.  A few
more seconds of thought, and suddenly Marco wasn't so shy.  He removed his
hand and spit a huge wad of saliva onto it.  Then grabbed my already
half-erect cock and began jacking me up and down.  I was instantly caught
up in the moment, this hot jock-cleaner was gonna make me cum.  I realized
then, that I had to do the same.  I didn't know what losing meant exactly,
but I was sick of being used, I had to try.  I had to try and get Marco off
twice in one day.

The sound of wet hands throttling wet cocks filled the room.  Slap, slap,
squish, squish...  The constant laughter and cheering didn't appear to have
any effect on my cock, however.  It was now fully erect, and Marco was
rewetting his hand.  I, on the other hand, was have a hard time getting
Marco hard again.  His whole groin was soaked in my spit.  I had massaged
his balls, rubbed the head, everything.  He was either too embarrassed, or
too spent to have another go.  I finally got him semi hard, and I heard a
nearly inaudible grunt escape his body, but he tried to mask it from his
face.  I wasn't gonna hold out though.  The pleasure was far too
stimulating.  Just holding Marco's cock was enough to get me hard and near
explosion, but having him whack me off was sending me over the edge.  And
then it happened.  My cock exploded.

"Unnnnh Aah Ah Ah Unnh Ohhh..."

I let go of Marco's cock and supported myself against his body as he jacked
volley after volley of cum from my quivering cock.  I was spent.  My spunk
was all over Marco's hands, my stomach, and the bench in front of us.

"Alright, Well, loser, thank you for playing.  As a parting gift you get to
swallow this time.  Lick up every last drop of your cum faggot."

I didn't even think about it, I was too embarrassed.  And yet, surprised.
This wasn't as humiliating as I had thought it would be.  I knelt down and
scooped my semen off the bench then quickly licked it off my finger.  The
jocks surrounding me cringed and snickered at my expense.  Then with my
eyes down, avoiding the onlookers, I ran my finger along my flat little
belly and wiped up the cum that stuck to my treasure trail.  It was still
warm.  It wasn't as bad as Simi's or Marco's but it was still very potent.
I couldn't believe I was being forced to ingest my own cum, I'd never even
tried it on my own at home before.  I grimaced in disgust, thinking that I
was done.  Then Marco held out his hand.  On it, a huge amorphous blob of
my own spunk gleamed back at me, made brighter by the contrast from his
dark skin.

"Lick it off him" someone yelled.

I then raised his hand to my mouth and ran my tongue across his fingers
lapping up the enormous glob of cum that he had just pumped out of me.  His
lip curled up, and he looked at me as if I was a depraved pervert doing
this of my own accord.  It took a few swipes, but finally I emptied his
hand of my jizz.

"And now for the winner's prize!"  started Nick.  Marco's eyes darted
towards the naked black junior whose teen muscles dwarfed his own.  Nick
had led him to believe he was safe from further humiliation.  "I'm gonna
put my dick in your mouth!"

Marco's mouth gapped open again.  He wasn't gay.  He wasn't going to "kind
of" enjoy this.  He was scared shitless.

"And if anything goes wrong while yer down there...I'm gonna rip yer balls
off" The nude jock added.

Smiling, Simi walked behind Marco pushed him forward and lowered the poor
towel boy to his knees.  He was taking the final step towards being this
team's complete and utter bitch.  He was their maid on the field.  He had
to watch them shower and be their towel bitch in the locker room.  They'd
rubbed their nut oil on his face, tossed their dirty jocks at him, and made
him masturbate another boy, while naked in front of them.  What's more,
every single one of them had been witness to his first sexual experience,
and not only were they laughing through the whole thing, but they assured
that it was a boy that gave him his first blowjob.  And now he was being
lowered to his knees in front of one of them, his eyes now level with an
enormous black dong.  It flopped back and forth as he approached.  It was
longer, thicker, and browner than his own.  It was a deep dark dangling
chocolate donkey dick.  If it was over 8 inches when soft, it would be huge
when he was hard.

Marco's pulse was rising.  He didn't want to know what a dick tastes like.
He didn't want to know how it felt in his mouth, if it would be warm or
squishy or oily or whatever.  He'd never even considered these things,
until today.  And what if he came?  What if Nick fucking blew his load into
Marco's mouth?  He wasn't stupid.  He'd smelled that smell before.  He
could remember the first few times he had masturbated a few years back, as
well as he could remember masturbating yesterday.  He was always disgusted
with the consistency and odor of sperm.  It was like a huge glob of sewage
in his hands every time.  And if he paused too long in post-masturbatory
bliss that smell would waft up to his nose.  That nasty wretched smell.
He'd quickly waddle to the bathroom, naked, with his softening cock
slapping against his legs.  Then he'd turn the faucet on and rid himself of
the foul substance.  The odor would linger for a while, but then it would
be gone.

Then suddenly he remembered his younger brother's friend Jeff.  He had told
him a horror story once about it.  Apparently when Jeff was at camp he'd
been playing a game with his fellow tent-mates and he lost it.  His
punishment was tell the others what cum tasted like, which meant of course
he had to taste it.  He was then laid on the floor face up, while a 15 year
old hovered over him yanking his penis furiously until a few minutes later
he spurted his load onto Jeff's face and mouth.  They slammed his mouth
shut and made him swallow it.  They made poor Jeff swallow his own friend's
creamy jizz.  Jeff could barely describe the horrid taste with real words.
He had immediately thrown up, out of shock.  After hearing that story Marco
knew he'd never have the curiosity to try it for himself.  Why would he?

"Kiss my dick, spick" chuckled Nick.  Everyone laughed but Marco.

He didn't want Nick to have to repeat himself, after all he'd made good
friends with his balls and didn't want them ripped off.  But he couldn't
help but hesitate.  It was another man's penis.  It was a very large one.
It might as well have been a dark brown boa constrictor.  He didn't even
want to touch it let alone...kiss it.  He leaned forward slowly shooting
glances up at Nick, as if waiting for the charade to end.  Then pursing his
lips together he eased them against the soft glistening browness of Nick's
8 and a half inch cock.  Then suddenly a slap across his face.  And
another.  It didn't hurt.  It was annoying at first, then embarrassing.
Nick was dick- whipping him, swinging his hips from side to side and using
his own phallus as a weapon.

"Alright, put my dick in yer mouth, son"

Marco couldn't hesitate any longer he lifted Nick's heavy member out from
between his muscled thighs exposing his large hairy brown nutsac.  Then he
opened his mouth as wide as he could and covered his teeth with his lips.
Finally he inched the thing into his own wet mouth.

 It wasn't nearly as bad as he was expecting.  It was more embarrassing
than anything.  Nick had just been in the showers so it wasn't sweaty or
anything.  It was warm however, and a little salty, but not even as bad as
the skin on any other body part.  He was ashamed, but it was a bearable
sensation....except for the size.  His jaw was at it's maximum, and Nick's
cock wasn't even all the way in.  He'd only put about 2 or 3 inches in.

"Lick it bitch" Nick commanded.

Marco ran his tongue along the underside of the huge dick eliciting
exaggerated moans from a happy Nick.  Marco hated pleasing a boy.  Then a
terrifying sensation, Nick gently rested his hands on Marco's head.  Face
Fucking Position!  He slowly forced more and more of his cock into Marco's
unwilling throat.  Marco panicked and gasped for air, hurting his jaw.  But
Nick wouldn't retreat.  The poor freshman was beginning to worry, how was
he supposed to breath.  His instinct told him to use his nose, but even
that was difficult.  They were reaching the 7 inch mark, and then things
stiffened up.  The cock was half rigid now.  It was getting thicker by the
second, but only a little longer, fortunately.  Further and further until
finally Marco began choking.  He gagged uncontrollably immediately trying
to withdraw from around the growing tube of flesh.  Nick allowed a few
inches, but then he plunged back in.  Deeper, down the towel boy's throat
until finally his wiry black pubic hairs tickled the victim's nose.  Nick
let out a pleased sigh, Marco began gagging again.  Each gag was another
eruption of laughter from the on-looking teenagers.  It was hilarious for
them.  None of them had ever made mention of Nick's huge dick, but they had
probably all noticed it at one time or another.  Seeing it in action was
almost mesmerizing.  Nick gave 4 or 5 long quick thrusts, almost making
Marco unconscious, then pulled out until only a few inches remained.  Marco
was grateful, until it hit him.  The tip of Nick's dick was ultra slippery.
It was even more lubricated than the saliva.  It was pre-cum.  Marco
cringed.  At least it wasn't as bad as the real thing, but it was a hint of
something he couldn't handle.  Nick's eyes rolled back into his head.  He
was nearing ultimate pleasure.  Then slowly, he exhaled a long and
contented breath.  Finally to Marco's great surprise he pulled out.  The
cock was heavy and not fully erect, it hovered in mid air connected to
Marco's fearful lips by a thin shiny string of spit and pre-cum.

"Don't like that?" He asked.  Marco couldn't respond verbally or
physically, he just stared up at Nick then down at his thick penis. "Well
you gonna hate this!"

Then suddenly Nick stepped behind Marco and bent him over on all fours.
The onlookers gasped and snorted.  Then before Marco realized what part of
his body was still virgin Nick spread open the Latino's butt cheeks and
rammed his rod at the tight little hole.  He couldn't penetrate at first.
But then adding more spit, and testing it with his finger Nick was able to
shove the head of his cock into Marco's confused sphincter.

"AAAAAAAAANNH" Marco grunted, "NO!!!....AAAAANNHH!!!"

Tears ran down Marco's scrunched face as Nick slowly inched his enormous
dick deeper and deeper into the boy's ass.

"Fuck...Fuck...UNH, UNH"

"STOP PLEASE! FUCK! STOP IT!!  AAANH, AANH UNH UNH AAANH PLEASE!"

Nick's pace quickened.  Revenge.  He grinned at the sounds of Marco's pain.
It was better than the tight boy-pussy.  It was better than taking a
freshman's cherry.  It was better than fucking his face, or the sound of an
inexperienced cock sucker choking on a huge black cock It was the groaning
grunting moaning sounds of this poor boy's pain that made Nick climax, even
if no one in that room knew it.

He shoved all the way in, maybe too fast, then out, then back in then out.
Then quickly he worked his cock head around until a half-grunt half-scream
issued from his moist lips.  Marco's face contorted, inhuman.  It depicted
a boy in surprise, not so much pain.

"SHHHHUUUUUNHHH!!!"

Load after load of cum.  Spasm after spasm, it shot like hot jets into the
tight hole.

Then they both froze.  Neither could breath.  Marco had just been used,
broken, pounded....Fucked.

It was Nick who began breathing again at first.  He exhaled with a
half-eyed smile.  And slowly tugged his limp dick from Marco's rectum.  As
the head plopped out Marco exhaled with a shudder, and let the tears
trickle.  He was on the verge of complete destruction.  He couldn't speak,
he had to remember to breathe, and he wasn't sure if he could walk at all.
He hovered on all fours as Nick rose above him, triumphant.  Then he
tumbled to one side and lay there recovering.

"Clean him up" Joe announced, taking control of the situation, as he shoved
me on top of Marco.  I began to help him up, but sensed some resistance.
Maybe he wasn't ready to move yet.  Then I happened to glance down at his
crotch, and I saw it.  And he saw me see it.  Marco's dick was hard.


To Be Continued....

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