Swim Team Part 4
By LacyLips@gmail.com
DISCLAIMER: This is a fantasy depicting homosexual acts involving young men and boys. The story is intended for adult readers and not minors. IF YOU ARE NOT OF LEGAL AGE TO BE READING THIS STORY OR IF YOU FIND SUCH MATERIAL OFFENSIVE, PLEASE LEAVE. All characters are fictional and in no way related to any person or persons living or deceased.
Sorry it took so long to get to the initiation. After Greg had given me hints I knew that Friday and Saturday night my face was going to be sore having to suck off half the team each night. Wow! 6 or 7 different shaped sized and flavored cocks filled with my slimy rewards. I was drooling as I thought about it and hard as rock too.
I came to Greg's house at 8 as I was instructed. In the game room in the basement were 6 other guys. Nervous but excited as I had seen all their packages in speedos and was eager to see how things sized up.
Greg told everyone to strip and took the lead by dropping his pants in a flash. He had on the team speedo underneath. Looking around I saw they all had the same suit on. Some of them were already getting hard other were rubbing their own crotches thinking of what was to come. I was eager to.
"Bryce, we have a special outfit for you. Go in the laundry room and put on the suit on the dryer. Then come back so we can evaluate your request to join the swim team."
I left into the other side of the basement and there on the dryer were only a pair of pink panties with lace around the leg holes and lace ruffles on the back side with a lace panel in the front. Pink! with white lace? What the...?
"Greg, all I see are a pair of panties?"
"That's the suit. Wear it. Suck like a good girl and you might make the varsity"
I got my jeans and polo off quickly and slithered into the panties. You know I like wearing panties and these felt amazing so I was worried about showing a hardon in them. No use trying to hide it cause I don't think it was headed down any time soon. I wanted to just lean again the washer and rub my dick it felt so good but a big wet spot would be even more embarrassing.
Coming back to the game room everyone was staring at me in my pink frillies and that was embarrassing. Greg was up against the pool table with his suit still on and obviously hard as a stone. His thick prick was trying to peek out the top of the waist.
"Captain gets it first. Get over here, get on your knees and get to work."
I moved in front and knelt. He pressed my face into his speedo and told me to chew it with my lips until he gave up some precum. I let my lips just brush the front of the silky fabric and tuned my head back and forth traveling the length of that swollen meat tube over and over. He pushed me hard into his crotch and I began massaging motions with my mouth trying to work the pre out the end that had escaped to top of the suit. It was not long and the puddle appeared looking so inviting that I dove in and slurped it right up.
"Pull my suit down young lady." Greg commanded.
I did as I was told letting that hefty slab jump out. I stayed so close that it slapped me in the face as it came free. No more orders needed as I swirled my tongue over the slippery head and took it in my wanting mouth as far as I could take it. The practice last weekend helped me in this task.
It was only 5 or 6 minutes before Greg yelled that he was coming and all eyes were focused on my taking his sloppy load. Would he face paint me or let my throat drain his nuts for a direct injection? I ended up with some of both as the moment he shot the first blast past my tonsils he yanked it out and firehosed me from lips to forehead. He must not have jerked off all week to build up his supply. I was drenched and he was just the first one.
I relaxed back onto my heels and Greg gripped his dick at the based using it like a push shovel to move all the facial deposits to my lips. I gobbled it down with a smile the whole time. The other 6 guys applauded my performance.
"So who is next?" Greg asked. I guess they had drawn numbers to see what the order would be.
Brian was next and he already had his suit off and dick hard. Sitting on the sofa kind of laid back waiting for me to crawl between his knees and pleasure him to completion. His cock was not as long a Gregs but the head was fatter, It was a bit of a challenge getting it to fit in my mouth. But I loved this kind of challenge and soon had his warm soft head nestled in my talented throat. The down side was how sensitive he was. A few swirls, a little up and down and a tiny gag and he was ready to unload. I could feel it but I pinched off the base of his dick moving my mouth off for a while to calm him down. It worked and when I put it between my lips again Brian held my head with both hands and pumped himself vigorously in and out of my mouth.
"You like me to use your mouth cunt don't you bitch?"
I nodded to the affirmative as much as I could with my face buried in his crotch. Then he came... and came... and came. I was drowning is cum. A sea of spooge. My stomach would be filled by the time I did number 3. I was so drenched and so excited that as Brian's gushers subsided I came in those pretty silky pink panties I had be "forced" to wear.
I stood up wiping my chin and my situation was obvious. I like sucking cock and wearing panties so much that I came without the slightest touch of my tool. I was hearing about it from the boys too. I tuned it out and prepared to hit my knees for whomever had the next number.
Greg told me to go and change since no one wanted a cum soaked panty slave unless it was all over my face. " look inside the dryer for another outfit"
Oh, what would this be? In the dryer I found a pair of blue nylon hip hugger like panties and a shorty sexy teddy. A sleep set I guess. Not only did the feel of the cool nylon fabric make me hard again but as the satin top slithered over my head and down my chest my nipples got hard a pebbles. Where was the next cock for me to suck. I felt like someone little whore sister who was eager to please her brother.
Back to the room. Patrick was next and he whispered something to Greg and he respond out load. "Of course, Patrick, If you want to use the closet for your turn go for it. No all of us are exhibitionists."
SO patrick told me to follow him. Back in the other end of the basement was a storage room maybe 5 feet square. Things had been cleared out a bit and there was only a dim light and a stool inside. It was pretty private and I wondered what he was all about wanting a private session.
Inside the room Patrick closed and locked the door and told me to stand with my hands again the wall and spread my legs. What was going on here? I grasped two of the bare studs and spreadeagled as requested. I knew Patrick was sliding off his speedo and then I felt his hands slide up under the satin teddy a bit to grip my waist on both sides. The I felt his significant, turned out to be one of the biggest and heaviest, hard cock rub gently against my nylon covered ass.
He swayed back and forth over and over using his hands to sway my hips and ass in the opposite direction. I liked how it felt bouncing over my silky buns, locating itself in my crack and then moving along across the other cheek.
"You like? My cock feels so good against your nylon clad butt."
"I do like it. Why don't you come closer and let me know how thick you are before I blow you into another galaxy."
Patrick moved his hand slightly lower to feel the fabric at my hips and let his big pecker lodge itself right in the center of my crack. No question this was a thick one. With his hand he pulled my ass back firmly against his hardness. I pushed back to meet him so he slid his soft hands up under the teddy giving every part of my upper body a bit of a massage until he took hold of my rock hard nipples and pulled on them.
"You do like this don't you. Better than giving blow jobs?"
"Sure is nice but I would love to wrap my lips around that log you are teasing me with back there."
"Maybe. Maybe I want to fuck you instead. How about that?"
"I think I would like it but do we have time right now? Maybe I should sleep over sometime for some extra coaching?"
"You're right. Later. Now sucking a cock is the game. Turn around against the wall again."
That seemed strange but I did and Patrick sat down on the stool, put his head under my teddy, lowered my pantes and proceeded to give my an amazing blow job. Man he had great skills in the sucking department and had me unloading the second time that night in only a few minutes.
Just as I was ready to unload he mumbled around my dick to keep it in his mouth until I was finished. He told me after he did not want anyone to see cum on his face and figure out who blew who.
"I Want your cum Patrick."
"Ok, just taste it a little and I will jerk off on your face for appearance. I want you to think about how good it will taste when you get to suck it all night for our sleepover. That is when we do not have it stuck up each others asses."
I got a good taste of precum then he backed away a little and pounded his thick dick to the moment of explosion. He laid the hot tool against the side of my face and the first dose went up my cheek into my eye. Then he aimed number 2 and 3 right at my open mouth with much of that covering my upper lip and into my nose. 4 got the other cheek with 5 and 6 lubricating my extended tongue. I grabbed his hips and forced his slimy slab into my mouth to suck out the remainder. We were both pretty happy leaving the closet.
Yes I sucked the other 4 that night and 6 the next and made the team but nothing was quite like the closet visit with Patrick. Turned out he was so much like me that we spent a lot of the next 3 years sucking and fucking each others brains out dressed in anything and everything silky and sexy. Bras, panties, garter belts, stockings, slips, camisoles, teddies and nighties even sometime just naked. Wow I loved high school and the swim team. Actually I enjoyed all the members members in oh so many ways.
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