Perceptions - Chapter 6
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I walked into the locker room after practice and he had a few of his brahs hanging around him laughing it up. I averted his gaze and moved fast as usual, wanting to get in and out of the shower and dressed quickly. I didn't know if he'd tell me to be at his house tonight or not, but I figured he'd find a discreet way to signal me if he did.
When I got out of the shower and began getting dressed, I could hear him and his boys hooting and making a ton of noise. I heard, "Oh my god bro, NO! He didn't? Fuck man I can't believe he said that." Then, "Holy shit man, who woulda guessed he was a cocksucker." I almost died right there. I knew he was showing them the video he made of me. That's the only thing that would explain those comments. I could feel my senses dull and my head pound. What the fuck am I gonna do now?
Then, a tap came on my shoulder. I was frozen, my feet felt cemented into the floor. He put his mouth close to my ear and whispered, hang out here for a while, til everyone else is gone. I was shaking with fear and humiliation. As hard as it was to be there it was easier to stay than to gain the composure I would have needed to pull myself together and walk out. The fifteen minutes I spent trying to look busy while the locker room cleared out felt like a numb eternity.
By then, he and his friends had come out of the shower, with their towels wrapped around their waists. I sat on the bench barefoot, in jeans with a t-shirt on, not knowing what to expect. What surprised me is that none of the guys were looking to pound my head in or kick the shit out of me. They seemed more curious about what I was. I waited quietly, nervously anticipating some direction. He said in a more jovial than normal voice, "So the guys want to see if you actually swallow cock. I assured them that you love it, but they'd like to see for themselves." I looked up to survey all four of them. Lions looking at a doe and licking their chops. I looked down again. "Knees" he commanded, and I hesitated for a moment and then slid forward off the bench and to my knees on the tile floor. He let his towel drop from his tight waist to the floor and took a wide stance in front of me. Smirking he said, "Show my friends what a good cocksucker you are greg." I had not been sucking his cock for too many weeks, but I had gotten better and better at it in the short time I had been; and I was pretty familiar with what he wanted and liked, so I knew the steps to follow. I looked up at him from my place on the floor and begged him genuinely, "Please Sir, may I suck your perfect cock and give you pleasure Sir? Please feed me your cock and fuck my throat hard and put your load inside of me Sir."
The guys were more shocked than they should have been after seeing the video. "Fukkk dude, what the fuck is he doing? He's a total pussy man. I can't believe it! Shiiiit, Man." I didn't know who was saying what, but they were all really shocked. Then I heard one ask, "Can I go next dude?" That made me nervous. By now, he had pulled my face down like a pussy over his cock and he was letting me set the initial pace to get him wet. "Fuck yeah faggot, suck your Master's dick.", he purred, much more naturally than I expected, and his guys loved it. "Dude, you own his ass man, I can't believe it." And then someone else added, "Speaking of ass, have you taken his cherry yet?" I heard him respond, his breath heavy from the fucking he was giving my throat, "Thats what you are all here to see today, I'm taking his cunt for the first time in front of everyone."
Wasting no time, he positioned me doggy style on the bench, his boys lined up along the sides watching. He moved behind me; his dick soaked in my saliva, and lined his perfect cock up with my hole. I didn't know if it would fit easily or not, whether it would hurt or how it would feel. As he started to press his dick into my hole I gasped and jumped forward and then pulled away. I immediately knew this was going to be more difficult and painful than I ever could have imagined, plus I knew I was not ready for this, and that I needed time to prepare. He chuckled, and moved fast to retrieve me and pull me back to him. "Faggot" he said, "No way I can tell you what you are in for here, cus I don't know what it's like to be a pussy, but just so you know, you are about to get your cherry popped and your ass pounded hard by your Master, and you're gonna take it like the bitch you are."
The guys whooped and made a few comments, psyched for the show they were about to witness. Holding my hips firm, he popped the head of his cock into my hole and I yelped like a wounded animal. Thankfully he did not drive into me hard yet. He let it sit there while I whined and stifled myself as best I could. He told his friend, "hey, pick up my jock there and stuff it in this slut's mouth, would ya?" His friend seemed self conscious about it at first, but completed the task.
He began to slowly slide his cock in a bit more and the pain was blinding. I had to please him, I just had to, but I could not hide the sounds escaping my lungs, even with his jock stuffed in my mouth. Finally, he moved with one powerful thrust to bury his cock in me to the hilt. I spit out the jock and let out a scream that I thought would shake the building. He began pistoning me long and hard, not wasting any more time on orientation, but taking his pleasure from my pussy as he desired, showing everyone his power position. Grunts and yelps rolled involuntarily out of me as he introduced his cock to my pussy for the first time. I kept thinking this is my duty, this is my purpose. If I cannot do this well, if I cannot make him happy, then what value do I have, and with those thoughts I was able to bear up better under the intense pain. Once he had found his groove, he began to turn on the humiliation, "Whose faggot are you?" "I am your faggot" I responded between gasps. "Who is your Master you bitch? Who do you serve?", he retorted. "You are my Master, I serve you Sir" I croaked with tears in my eyes. And then without provocation I began to repeat, "I am yours, I belong to you, I am yours, I belong to you......" as he fucked me blind and senseless.
Both of us soaked with sweat, his powerful body pile driving my ass with a slap, slap slap, I became his receptacle, his pussy, his pleasure for a moment; and that's when I realized a sense of joy and completion, one more powerful and rewarding than I ever had experienced. The last few thrust were accompanied by guttural grunts and a final command, "Take my seed you faggot bitch". He took a second to compose, pulled out and made his proclamation. "I'm heading back to the showers. You guys can take turns getting blow jobs from this queer, but nobody gets his ass." Then he was gone.