Chapter 3
"Dude, what the fuck happened to you?" Noah asked, looking up whilst laying in bed, shocked at James' disheveled appearance. James had rushed back to the dorm room after his encounter with Mr Eldritch. Quickly changing back into his uniform and racing across campus to the safety of his dorm room. He barely had time to look at himself in the mirror before leaving the locker room: his tie was crooked; his shirt untucked and unevenly buttoned, exposing parts of his abdomen; his jacket was not resting evenly on his shoulders; and his belt unbuckled and his fly undone, exposing his white briefs. He startled Noah when he came bursting into the room, who was busy watching videos on his phone.
Noah looked James up and down, adding "were try outs that rough? You look like shit."
James closed his eyes tightly. He had wished this would just end, now. The last thing he wanted to do was to explain the events of the day. He didn't even know if what had happened between him and Mr Eldritch meant he would not be expelled or face other disciplinary action. More bothersome still the man clearly wanted to fuck his virgin ass. Apparently, the swim team had that privilege, so he'd just have to wait his turn. He didn't know what was worse.
"It was rough, yeah" James replied bluntly, moving his way into the room flopping face down on the single bed adjacent to Noah's bed.
Noah put down his phone and asked "you ready for dinner? I'm starving. I've been waiting ages for you."
James felt a pang of guilt. Ever since he started at Ravenwood Academy he and Noah were best friends. In truth, Noah was his only friend. They both began school at the same time. Both were awarded scholarships due to their academic promise. Both teens shared a room together at the campus since starting. Both shared everything together, keeping no secrets. The only time they weren't together was when they had different classes. Both pupils were also gay - something James found great solace in. His school was an otherwise highly conservative environment, to know he wasn't alone gave him comfort. James almost not telling Noah what happened would be the first time he had not been completely truthful to his friend.
"Sorry, but I'm not really hungry" James replied. As soon as he made the comment his stomach grumbled loudly, complaining about lack of food.
Noah sat upright and leaned forward, "uh-huh, so you going to tell me what happened or not? We both know something happened."
James sighed. He thought since getting back to the room it would be the first time today he felt like he could wrestle control back. If it were anybody else he would tell them to mind their own business. "OK, dinner first, then I'll tell you" James replied, with a flat, emotionless expression.
The two teenagers left the room, heading for the dining hall. As the pair sat with their meals Noah no longer able to contain his curiosity asked, "you got hard in the Speedo, didn't you?!" James simply looked up at Noah and replied in a hushed, firm tone "not here. Later!"
James could tell Noah's mind was firing into overdrive trying to figure out what happened, "was it some kind of hazing initiation thing?"
"Later!" James snapped, prompting other students in surrounding tables to stop eating and look their way.
When the pair returned to their rooms Noah couldn't contain himself, he locked the door and pushed James to sit on his bed whilst he sat opposite. "Details, please!" Noah begged.
James took a deep breath and said, "look, it's not what you think. Brad started...well...kissing me. He then jerked me off." Noah looked dubiously, when he could see James' facial expression did not change he replied, "really? Holy shit dude. Like, I knew you wanted to join just to get closer to him, maybe even see him completely naked, but this. Wow."
Noah sat grinning for his friend, his facial expression became more serious asking, "wait, why is this a bad thing for you?"
"He took my swim wear so I was naked and forced to stay in the pool. When I eventually did get the courage to come out Mr Eldritch caught me, naked, in the corridors" James replied glumly.
Noah's voice began to croak, "oh...so...what, what are they going to do to you?"
"Well...I don't know, I hope nothing else seeing as though Mr Eldritch already punished me", James replied whilst biting his nails.
"What did he do?" Noah asked, concerned about what could and did happen to his friend.
"He spanked me...then...he, uh, jerked us both off. But before that rimmed me."
Noah's eyebrows shot up, his expression turning in a wide spread smile. He continued to study his friend, and became more serious, "you're not joking are you?"
"No" James replied flatly.
"That...that...is, fucking hot" Noah replied, deep in thought.
"Dude" James retorted, he looked at Noah and became angry, "why the fuck are you touching yourself?"
Noah looked down and realised he was hard, stroking himself through the fabric of his trousers. "Sorry, but that's...wow. You got jerked off by your long-time fantasy, then by one of the hottest teachers in school." Although he briefly stopped, Noah resumed stroking himself as he thought more about the revelation, "did anything else happen?" he excitably asked.
James began to rub his temples in a vain effort to fend off his impending headache. "Brad told me the team plans to use me...sexually, I assume. Mr Eldritch said once the team fucks me, or does whatever it is they want, he will fuck my ass. Eldritch then blew me...then made me suck his fingers full of my own and his cum. Then he ordered me to clean his cock of our cum using my mouth."
Noah let at a long involuntary moan. His hips spasmed rhythmically in the air. His eyes rolled back and his face contorted in mixture of what looked like pain and pleasure. The room filled with an unmistakable odour that both boys were all too familiar with. Noah opened his eyes and sheepishly looked at his best friend.
"Are you fucking serious right now?" James asked angrily.
"Sorry, but it's hot...at first I thought you were having me on, but then I...couldn't help myself. I don't get much time to, you know...it's been awhile" Noah replied half heartily sorry.
James rolled his eyes and announced, "I need to shower and sleep."
"What are you going to do?" Noah asked, coming down from his high.
"I just told you" James snapped.
"No, I mean about the swim team and Eldritch?" Noah corrected.
"No idea. I really don't know. If I don't go along with this I could get kicked out of school, either because of Eldritch, or because of something the swim team might do" James replied sadly.
Noah focused on his friend whilst stopping in the midst of getting toiletries and a towel to join James in the shower room, "did you enjoy any of it?" Noah asked sincerely.
James spoke quietly, "the sad part is I loved everything..."
"So...just go with it. If we could swap I'd do it, I'd love to get spit roasted by those guys", Noah exclaimed, in a half-joking tone.
Tired, and not wanting to talk anymore James and Noah showered and prepared for bed. James dreaded sleep thinking he would get none. Yet, despite how tired he was his cock had never felt as hard as it currently was. As his head lay on his pillow James thought of nothing but sex, he quickly fell asleep before Noah could turn off his light.
The following day James could barely concentrate during class. He kept replaying the events from the previous day in his head. Every time he thought about it he got hard. In between class he ducked in a toilet stall as he found his precum was profusely leaking through his trousers. Thankfully, he had his bag to hold in front of him. James couldn't believe the amount of toilet paper required just to try and make his briefs dry.
Finished with classes for the day James made his way back to his dorm room, keen to avoid contact with anyone. En route he spotted Brad in the crowded corridors laughing and jostling with his friends, all of who were on the swim team.
Abruptly, James stopped and turned down a corridor, walking quickly, trying to distance himself. He nearly dropped his bag when he almost collided with Brad. "Hey buddy, you're in a hurry" Brad quipped.
James felt a mixture of emotions: betrayal, anger, but also lust. "You left me naked and I could be expelled!" James muttered through gritted teeth.
"Nah, the entire school could've found you bare ass naked, nothing would've happened" Brad replied nonchalantly. With anger rising James asked, "what makes you so sure of that? My parents aren't rich and connected like yours."
Brad replied with an amused expression on his face, "teachers don't fuck around with the swim team, at most you would've got a stern talking to. No one is going to kick out a potential future olympic swimmer, too much prestige to lose."
James felt strange, but he believed Brad when he told him that. Looking up the man he had for so long ogled from afar, James continued "OK, so I am on the swim team? What am I meant to be doing to...repay...the team? What happened between me and you yesterday? James asked trying to keep his voice low as their were still other students in ear shot.
Brad looked James up and down and had a bored expression on his face. "You sure you want me to tell you here", Brad said gesturing around with other students nearby, "I mean I don't mind, but you might."
"Fine. Where?" James replied pouting.
With a grin, Brad placed his arm around James' shoulder and replied "follow me." James began to worry what others would think of why Brad's arm was around his shoulder. The only person who knew he was gay was Noah, he did not want that spread further. Sensing his tension Brad tried calming him, "relax, it's just a friendly gesture, this way."
James was lead further from his dormitory. The pair walked down the smooth walk way, surrounded by stone cobbled arches and walls. The lawns were immaculately kept and vibrant. Garden beds were neatly arranged with assorted, neat colours.The pair eventually arrived at a large heavy wooden door. Pushing his way through, Brad continued to lead James through the foyer of his dorm, which made James do a double take at its opulence; expensive looking sofas and armchairs adorned the area, a large grandfather clock lay adjacent to an unlit fireplace, and an open wooden staircase was in the centre of the room, majestically leading up. Brad noticed James staring in disbelief, and advised him "perks of the swim team, little buddy." The duo continued up the staircase and eventually down a hall to Brad's room.
Brad opened the door and with two hands guided James inside. Stunned, James saw the room was four times the size of his and Noah's. It contained a large bed, ensuite bathroom, television, and gaming consoles. Leading on, Brad gently pushed James until he was sitting on the bed with Brad standing in front of him, "so, where were we? he asked.
Directly in his line of sight was Brad's bulge. James reminded himself of why he was here and asked, "Why did you kiss me and jerk me off?"
"Because you're cute. You don't have overly masculine features. For some of the straighter guys it makes it easier to get their head around the fact they'd be fucking a guy, I guess because they can either dominate you because you're weaker, or it reminds them of a girl. I don't know the rationale, I just know we needed someone on the team whose holes can be fucked" Brad replied calmly.
Taken a back by the bluntness, "so...I'm just being used?" James said hurt.
"You didn't seem to mind yesterday. It's just sex. We needed a fag...uh, sorry, a homosexual, we could fuck, without all the bullshit: no dating, no endless phone conversations, no gifts, no whinging, and especially no pregnancy. This means we can focus more on swimming" Brad replied.
"But you kissed me...you aren't gay?" James asked confused.
Sighing, Brad continued, "no, I needed you to want to stay on the team. It worked, didn't it?" he said whilst gesturing at James and the room he was in."You're not very discrete you know, myself and the entire team has noticed you watching me, staring at me every chance you got. Especially if I was in my Speedo."
James felt like his entire body was dropping into a pit. This was not exactly how he'd imagine his first crush or potential boyfriend to react. Deflated, his shoulders and head slumped, unsure what to do next.
Two fingers firmly lifted James' chin until he was looking into Brad's green eyes. Motionless, James was lifted to his feet with Brad slowly pulling on his tie. Undoing the tie and placing it on his shoulder, Brad gently lifted each of James' arms out of his jacket, tossed it aside. He similarly removed his own jacket and tie. Keeping the two ties and throwing them to the head of the bed, Brad slowly unbuttoned his shirt. Leaving the sleeves on. He moved James' hand so it was resting on his abs, something Brad was the most proud of. Brad encouraged James to squeeze and explore to abs and pecs. Almost immediately forgetting the hurt about what he was just told, James continued to nervously explore Brad's top half, mimicking what Eldritch had done to him, he was gently playing with the taller studs nipples and traced each line of his abs.
Brad quickly unbuttoned and removed James' shirt, whilst the younger teen was distracted with his body. He unbuckled James' pants, pulling down the trousers until they fell to the floor, leaving him in his white briefs. Any question of doubt James had for Brad's intensions was washed away when suddenly he was lifted off the floor and playfully thrown on his back on the bed. James watched as Brad looked to be putting his phone away to charge, placing it on its side positioned towards the bed.
Brad loomed over James, who watched the bigger teen intensely as he fully undressed to his boxer-briefs. Taking in the view, James admired his swimmers body; his well defined `V-line' and the toned yet detailed musculature. He looked even better up close compared to all the times he saw him in his Speedos. He estimated that Brad as at least twice his weight, and a good deal taller than him. The closer Brad was the more James could see his large package, with the head of his thick cock tenting through the waistband of his underwear.
Slightly winded James adjusted laying on his back, as Brad lay on top of him. He could feel the pair's underwear and erect penises rubbing together through the fabric. James could feel Brad's lips on his own, kissing him gently to start with but becoming more aggressive. The older teen reached up and gripped each of James' wrists, pinning them above his head. The pair continued to exchange kisses as Brad reached over and placed a pillow under James' head.
Breaking away from their embrace the bigger teen moved up the bed with his underwear in James' face. "Lick it" Brad commanded as he took a tie to James' left wrist and began to secure it to one side of the bed frame. James instinctively used his right hand to lower the waistband below the studs balls. Without looking Brad guided his erect cock to the eagerly awaiting mouth. James' mouth and tongue went into a frenzy suckling and licking the glans. Suddenly, James began to gag as his partner on top began to thrust deep into willingly mouth. Whilst the boy was distracted, Brad rotated his body and began to bind the remaining tie to the James' other wrist.
With the boy under him secured, Brad knelt in-front of his face removing his cock with a loud plop. He gripped James' hair tightly holding his head in place. "Don't stress too much about what happens next, you'll get better with practice" Brad informed James calmly. In one moment James went from confusion caused by the statement to futilely struggling to close his mouth and move his head to the side, as he felt Brad piston fuck his large cock in his mouth in and out, repeatedly. James tried telling the older boy to stop but was too busy gagging. In a vain effort, he tried moving away, but his head and arms were tightly secured.
"Easy on the teeth. Open your jaw more but purse your lips" Brad instructed, as he continued his onslaught of hammering his cock in and out of the mouth, seemingly oblivious to the welfare of the boy under him, who was thrashing about and trying not to vomit.
James gasped and tried to compose himself as the cock withdrew. Adjusting his position Brad hovered so he was squatting directly over the the gasping mouth. He slowly lowered himself so his hole was immediately adjacent to the restrained boys mouth. "I know you probably don't want to do this, but this is also something you'll need to get used to. Lick and do a good job and I'll go easy. Refuse...and you'll be begging to gag on on my cock again."
James stared up at the muscular ass which framed the small hole. It hovered easily within reach. The Brad's asshole itself was not something James was particularly turned on about. It was nothing special, with a few wisps of hair. Brad was right, he didn't want to, but he also believed him when he said refusing would result in something worse.
Gingerly, James stuck his tongue out, wincing as he did so. He made contact with the small rosebud and was surprised, instead of being met with a disgusting taste he just flavoured nothing. Relieved he continued. In an effort to make the experience more palatable, he imagined he was kissing Brad's face instead. He once again copied what Mr Eldritch did to him and circled around the hole with his tongue, he flicked along the crack and around the anus, and even tried pushing in with his tongue.
He felt Brad move above him, his hole was still in reach and he kept rimming but soon he felt his briefs being lowered. Exposed to the cool air, he felt his cock slowly being massaged. "Good boy, keep going" Brad whispered.
Encouraged by his words and the attention his penis was desperately craving James redoubled his efforts in rimming the older boy. Brad let out an appreciative moan as he begin to slowly rock back and forth, riding James' tongue.
Brad moved up and away, resulting in James letting out a soft groan of disappointment. Laughing, Brad repositioned himself, kneeling at the base of James crotch. Hopeful he would soon be having Brad blow him, he was quickly disappointed as he felt his underwear being completely taken off and placed on his chest. Silently, Brad grabbed lube from his side draw, applying it to his fingers and unceremoniously began to finger James. Although he was always curious, James had never fingered himself or used anything in his ass, he had on occasion played with the outside of his hole, but never went further.
He grunted as the sensation was not what he had expected. If anything, he just wanted the fingers out of his hole. "I don't know if I like that" James voiced to Brad, squirming as much as his restraints would allow. Not deterred, Brad continued adding two, then three fingers to the virgin hole.
"Can you stop for a bit please?" James begged.
Relief washed over James as Brad seemingly agreed by removing his fingers. Brad picked up the briefs and told the boy, "open."
Complying, James opened his mouth expecting he might go back to sucking Brad's cock, only to have the briefs wadded up and shoved in his mouth in a ball. Gagging slightly at the cotton tickling the back of his mouth, James was wide eyed as he saw just how large Brad's cock was, as he slowly slicked his cock with lube. He held the cock next to James', which in comparison made James nervous as it looked more than double the girth and length of James' size.
Worry filled James' mind as he felt his cock go completely flaccid. He had never been fucked before and even though a majority of his fantasies included Brad being the one to fuck him he wasn't expecting it to be like this. Each of his legs was lifted to a ninety degree angle, until James' calves were resting on each of Brad's shoulders.
"If you relax you'll enjoy it more" Brad commented, not looking at James but instead laser focused on the hole in-front of him. His words had the opposite effect for the bottom, whose only thoughts were about the impending pain.
Pain was indeed the only thing James could think of. Although he couldn't see, all he could imagine was a fiery hot, sharp, steel poker trying to ram itself into him. Brad applied steady, unrelenting, firm pressure, using the head of his cock as a battering ram, forcing its way through the tiny hole in front of him.
James' breathing increased into panting and he desperately pulled on the restraints, trying to free himself. He had never experienced a more painful sensation like this before. He was babbling incoherently into his gag, begging for this to stop. All he felt was a severe burning sensation filling his hole, tearing it apart. He imagined there was a profuse amount of bleeding as a result of Brad's cock, like damage caused by a freight train trying to fit through a rabbit hole.
Halting, Brad remained in the tight hole but was motionless. James thought maybe he reconsidered as this wasn't working. James' hole still ached and burnt fiercely. He then watched as Brad leant forward to take the briefs out of his mouth. James moistened his mouth with his tongue so he could ask Brad to stop, but before he could he felt the tops lips on his own, kissing him. Despite the pain he was in, James reciprocated and the pair explored each others mouths with their tongues.
James cried out into Brad's mouth when he suddenly felt the cock again moving impossibly deeper still. It's length felt like it went on forever, until he eventually felt the swimmers thighs on his ass. Brad had taken the opportunity of James' distraction as means to fuck the boy further. "Breathe and relax your hole, stop fighting" Brad instructed.
Pain and sweat stinging his eyes were all James could think about as the Brad rested the length of his cock in him, allowing him time to get used to the sensation. Filled with the need to cum, Brad announced, "like sucking dick, you'll get used to this, but for now I'm not stopping until I cum."
James felt the cock slowly withdraw until he was almost completely out, only to be reinserted again. He scrunched his face up and tried his best to just take the cock. He tried his best not to say anything as he hated being gagged, but couldn't help himself telling Brad, "it's too big...take it out..."
Brad instead continued to long dick James, but stopped when he felt pangs of guilt of seeing how uncomfortable he was. It reminded him of when he was forced to be the swim team bitch. He withdrew slightly, ensuring to keep his cock in the hole, and bent forward, taking the flaccid bottoms penis in his mouth. Although he hated sucking cock Brad knew if James truly hated this fucking he would never be the bitch the team needed. Stunned at the sensation James looked in awe at Brad, quickly becoming erect and wondering just how he got so good at oral sex for a straight guy.
Although the pain was still present James was distracted by his rock hard cock pointing proudly up to his face. Brad kept James' left leg on his shoulder and rested the other leg down. He then took James' cock in his hand and began to stroke. The top timed his strokes with his thrusts. James' pain lessened, instead changing to a sensation of wanting the large cock out. He even began to enjoy being jerked off and liked that Brad was using him for his own pleasure.
Brad, realising James was no longer wincing and in as much pain. Continued on, increasing the pace and forcefulness of the thrusts. Taken over by his own need to cum, Brad tightened his grip on James' cock and jerked his foreskin up and down rapidly. His own thrusts increased, pulling almost out, and then slamming back in, causing loud, repetitive slapping sounds to fill the air.
Tightly closing his eyes Brad fucked James with abandon. James watched the top attacking his hole with his cock, back and forth. Beads of sweat poured down Brad's face, onto his muscular chest. He watched as his biceps bulged whilst holding James' leg on his shoulder. The scene before him and the tight rapid friction his foreskin was creating on his glans caused James to once again scrunch his face up, but not due to pain but exquisite pleasure. Erupting jets of cum flew out of his cock, landing in all directions due to the fucking he was receiving. Brad fucked James even faster and brutally, as the top pummelled in and out until he groaned in pleasure, filling the boy with warm cum.
Sated, Brad slowly slid out of James, causing the bottom to wince in pain at just how sore his hole was. Feeling the pressure of the mattress shift, James turned and saw Brad lying next to him. James wiggled his hands and asked "can you untie me now?"
"No" Brad replied. He picked up the wet briefs, rolled them back into a ball and shoved them into James' mouth. "You need more practice. I'll use a dildo whilst I recover, then I'll fuck you again and again."