Disclaimer: The characters in this story are fictional.
It's been a while. Here's where we left off:
When we got to the main entrance, he handed me my key ring (how did he get that... he's so good at this..) and I opened the front door. He led me down the hallway, past the cafeteria, and through the double doors that lead to the locker room. My cock throbbed in anticipation as I thought about the fact that I was being led naked through the school building. When we arrived at the locker rooms, I started to walk toward the boys locker room but Camden tugged on my leash and pulled me in the opposite direction. The girl's locker room? I looked at him with a questioning look. I turned on the lights and we wandered in. He led me over to a row of benches in front of the lockers.
"Sit, bitch."
I sat down.. the metal benches cold on my naked ass. He pulled his camera phone back out and clicked record.
"Open up, bitch. show me that jizz you've been savoring for the last 10 minutes."
As I opened my mouth, jizz and saliva flooded out the sides of my mouth, down my chin, and onto my chest. Camden laughed hysterically.
"Ok slut, time to enjoy the meal i provided for you. Swallow."
I had to swallow three times to get all of his jizz down. I felt the slime run down my throat, and I knew that a part of Camden would be inside of me forever.
As I swallowed, he walked over to a locker that was labeled "Jess B." I recognized that name.. Jess B was.. Camden's girlfriend.
He opened the locker, and motioned for me to look inside.
"Get dressed, fag. Our guests will soon be here."
My heart sank...
Part 6:
Guests? Here? Tonight? My heart raced and my mouth would have dried out had it not still been coated with the enormous load of Camden Jizz that I had just bathed my tounge in for the five minute walk from the football field.
As I peered in the locker, I saw Jess's cheerleader uniform. The blue and white croptop looked about 5 sizes too small for me and I knew there was no way I was going to fit.
"Aaarrgh" I jumped as Camden pinched and twisted my nipple.
"I won't say it again. Get dressed, fag."
Camden quickly left the locker room as I stood there staring at the uniform. What the fuck have I gotten myself into. Who is going to be here? I felt slightly sick in my stomach thinking about what would happen if anyone found out about this. I considered making my escape now, but remembered the texts and pictures on Camden's phone. I was stuck. This was now my life. I was Camden's.
I tried sliding the croptop over my head but there was no way it was going to fit. I pulled and pulled, twisting it over my shoulders. Holy shit. It was tight and short, barely covering my sore nipples, but it fit. I pulled the blue and white skirt up and couldn't get completely into it. About two inches of my ass crack stood above the waistband and I could still feel the cool air on my nuts as they hung against the bottom seam of the skirt. I paced back and forth, still confused and conflicted over the whole situation. My mind was quickly focused as I saw my teen god swagger back into locker room. He was carrying a tripod and a hand held video camera.
"Looking fucking good, bitch. Goddamn you're about to get the shit fucked out of you. We're not going to have a free hand so I grabbed this tripod.
There was that "we're" word again.
He sat the tripod up about 10 feet from me and mounted the camera. A second later, the little red light glaring at me made me even more aware of my current state. I opened my mouth to says something and was greeted with a hard slap across my face.
"Your mouth will only be used for one thing the rest of the night, slut. Everyone will soon be here but I don't think you've earned the right to let the show begin yet. It's time to earn it. Surprise me."
What the hell was I supposed to do? I decide to start with some begging. As I drew in a breath to get started, the back of Camden's hand collided with my left check and his other hand punched me in the abs just above the waistband.
"You dumb fucker. I told you your mouth only has one use tonight. You'll need to think of something else."
I slowly lowered myself in front of him. I was mesmorized by every inch of his smooth, tan skin. His tight pecks, glistening abs.. I ran my tounge over his navel and down his soft, light trail.. As my knees touched the locker room floor, I was face to face with his beautiful cock. Camden's huge rod had total control over me. I looked up into his eyes, noticing his cocky grin, as I opened my mouth and started to wrap my warm lips around his throbbing cockhead.
He laughed as he pushed my head away. "oh bitch, you're drooling for my jizz again. not now.. but don't worry, you're going to have so many dicks in your fuckholes tonight you'll be able to quench your thirst for teen baby batter. I had something else in mind.."
He nestled his left hand into my hair and held me still as he lifted a leg over my head, twisting himself around. I heard him quietly laugh to himself as he thought about the power he was about to exert over me. He let go of my head and leaned forward against Jess's locker. "Surprise me."
I scanned Camden's smooth, strong ass. His glute muscles slightly flexed, causing his barely-noticable dimples to bob up and down. I could smell his teen sweat mixed with the faint scent of his soap and the musk I had expected. This was my first time having a view like this so I tried to relax and let my imagination take over. Maybe if I pleased him quickly, this would soon be over.
I placed both palms on his ass checks and gently kneaded those large, athletic mounds of muscle. I closed my eyes and leaned forward, kissing the small of his back just above the top of his crack.
"Mmmmm. That's it, whore. Make out with my jock ass. What a low life fucking bitch you are now."
As I continued to massage his ass, I started to gently pull outward, widening his ass crack. I gently kissed his flesh as I lowered my head. Kiss. By Kiss. By kiss.
So far, so good. I was doing it and not freaking out.
As I reached his puckered hole, I placed a few more kisses and heard him groan. He leaned back and began to push his ass into my face.
I pressed my tounge forward, feeling the folds of his outter asshole.
I pressed further and felt his asshole relax. I was in. I started to gently swirl my tongue around, tasting my teen god as I heard him begin to moan in pleasure. He reached down and took my left hand.. sliding it through his legs and wrapping it around his cock. As I worked my warm tongue around his ass, he began to rotate his hips. He was still in control. His asshole was fucking me. I was just his toy.
For the next 20 minutes, I continued working every piece of his ass that I could reach. My mouth was getting tired, and my toung started to cramp, but I kept going for him. He was panting heavily and moaning louder and louder.
"Ohhh fuck. I'm going to jizz.. Cup your hand and catch it.. Don't you fucking dare stop what you're doing with your little bitch mouth."
I pressed my tounge in as far as I could go. He screamed with delight as glob after glob of his cream filled my hand. He panted for several more moments as I felt his dick softening on my hand. I keeped working his ass until told to stop.
After another five minutes, he stepped away and looked into the camera. SHIT. The camera. I had lost myself in him and was jolted back to reality.
"come here, bitch. Everyone should be here now. Look into the camera and get yourself ready."
He grabbed my wrist and brought my cupped, jizz-filled hand to my face. His hand guided mine around my cheeks, forehead, and chin.. forcing me to smear his still warm cum around. He didn't stop until my entire face was covered.
"There's going to be a lot of cum on that pretty face tonight, but I wanted mine to be the only one that actually touches your skin."
He grabbed my dick like a leash and led me out of the locker room toward the big wooden door at the end of the hall.
Camden stepped to the side and let me walk out into the gym. I felt my stomach drop out from under me and my cheeks fill with blood as I saw 8 of Camden's hot jock friends standing in a circle mid-gym.. wearing the same type of mesh shorts that Camden used to take complete control of me.
I felt his hand rest on my shoulder as he winked and said "I hope you're hungry."
To Be Continued...
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