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I was struggling through the fog of pain that filled my body. Looking into the emotionless stare of Sage, our alpha quarterback, I simply said, "Huh?" At the same time, Jase punched up into my butt with force. Once again, I moaned like a bitch in heat. Once again, Sage said, "You calling me Kendall? Cuz your moans are telling me you're ready to receive what I got to offer. Your moans tell me you're fertile and ready. You calling me Kendall?"
As Sage said all this, I remembered the thick sausage between his legs. I'd never seen him hard, but even soft, it was a thick 5" that arched out toward the floor. He was rubbing his crotch and the bulging mound indicated that the snake in his pants would be massive once hard. The thought of that anaconda assaulting my throat after all it had already been through caused a convulsion to go through my body which tightened my ass muscles that were stretched around Jase's dick. "Holy Shit, Sage, whatever you just did, do it again. His butt just gave me a death grip on my dick that was incredible."
Sage continued to massage his crotch and say, "That so, Kendall? Did the thought of my sweet dick make you grip Jase's cock with your butt? You're a horny motherfucker, aren't you?" I couldn't answer Sage, partially because his stare shut me down, partially because of the incredible pleasure I was feeling as Jase assaulted my butt. My tongue was hanging out of my mouth to the side like a dog, and I simply stared at Sage, panting rapidly.
"Kendall, your butts sorta busy, but not the rest of your body. Why don't you make yourself useful and undo my pants?" Like Josh, Sage had worn his tight Wranglers to town cuz of the rodeo. At some point he had removed his cowboy boots, and he reached down and pulled up the front of his tight t-shirt and looped it over his head exposing his 8 pack. My hands trembled, partially from the butt pounding Jase was giving me, and partially out of excitement. I unbuckled his belt and without thinking just pulled it out of his belt loops. Sage grabbed the belt, and placing it behind my neck, pulled my face into his crotch where he humped up against my face over and over. It will sound bizarre, but he was humping so gracefully into my face that I realized it was a technique used when he rode horses at the rodeo. As they bucked, you had to move gracefully with the bucking. The humping of his crotch into my face had the same grace, but with an urgency that made me know my throat was about to get very familiar with the 2018 Nebraska Rodeo Cattle Cutting Champion.
It was bizarre that all this was happening while Jase's dick was buried up my ass. Out of respect for his quarterback he was waiting for Sage to catch up before he began thrusting up again. Sage let the belt drop to the floor with a loud "clang", gripped my hair and tilted my head up. He said the simple phrase, "Do your magic, boy", and I knew exactly what to do. Despite the fact we were the same age, calling me `boy' just reinforced my role; he was Alpha, not I, and I was to serve him. He let go of my hair and I unbuckled his pants and peeled them down his legs. He leaned on me for balance as he stepped out of his wranglers. He took them and threw them to the side.
This 6' 1" 160 pound senior with a small waist, a sinewy body and an 8 pack, was sporting a monster under his boxers. Jase almost seemed to be waiting in suspense. He withdrew about 3/4 of the way from my butt as I reached out to pull down Sage's boxers. They were off white with dozens of `lipstick prints' all over. Sage stopped me and said, "Don't you think you should honor my boxers?" Now, I'm not the brightest bulb on the tree sometimes, but I had no idea what he was talking about. "Huh?" was all I could say. "Kiss me where you see lipstick prints." It occurred to me that he really was wanting me to humiliate myself.
I pecked his boxers in different places; he stopped me and said, "Seriously? Why don't you kiss like you mean it." I held onto his waist as I kissed as many of the lipstick prints as I could. Some were against his waist, some were against his dick, some had air behind them as they were part of the protrusion of his dick sticking out. I was getting a little nervous; I knew his dick was a thick 5" limp, but this was looking and feeling like a monster. I thought I had covered most of the lipstick prints so I quit. I looked up, Sage just stared his hard stare. Suddenly, I heard Hans' voice whispering in my ear, "Hey, Kendall, you done good overall, but you're a little sloppy buddy! You didn't get all of them!" I looked to my left and there was Hans with his disarming smile and gentle face. "I don't know what you mean..." I whispered. Hans leaned in and whispered, "Kendall, you gotta help me help you! Come on, you're capable of so much better than this!" I looked at him, and he arched his eyebrows a few times quickly and nodded toward Sage.
Sage had turned around and Hans pointed to a couple of lipstick prints that were directly over Sage's hole. "Come on, buddy, I'll help you" he said in a friendly manner. Sage bent a bit and Hans placed his right hand on Sage's stomach, and his left hand behind my head. He brought the two hands together that forced my lips right up against the fabric that separated my lips from Sage's hole. "Come on, buddy, you can do it! Kiss it!" I puckered my lips and gave it the lipstick image a light kiss. "Ah, Kendall, I know you can do better! You're gonna be pretty intimate and familiar with all of the bodies of the football team this year. The sooner you keep in mind you're going to be making love to our dicks, butts and bodies all year, the smoother you're going to find life to be more managable. Being our dick rag is sorta your identity now, Buddy. And we love ya for it. Now, come on! You can do it good buddy!" Hans smiled and I leaned in. And kissed the lip mark. "Go ahead, make love, Kendall! French kiss it!" Hans said. I looked over and he was smiling his gentle smile, no malice in his eyes, just lots of excitement in his voice. I leaned in with my mouth open to perform my first french kiss to Sage's butthole through the fabric of his boxers.
As my lips touched the fabric and I started to inhale to suck, Sage let out a huge, smelly fart that went directly in my lungs. I was choking and gasping for breath. Sage had turned around and was cooly regarding me as I caught my breath. "You fuck around and disobey what I ask of you again, and you'll think what just happened was the best gift I could give you. Learn now, I'm not as nice as Hans, and I'm very tired of your bullshit. Now I'm going to only say this once. You're going to suck my dick, and if I feel one tooth scrape my dick, I'll beat every tooth out of your mouth. Capiche?" My eyes were watering, tears were streaming down my eyes, I was still trying to get the smell of fart out of my lungs and mouth, so I just nodded in submission. Hans sorta ruffled his hands through my hair, nibbled at my earlobe and said, "There ya go, Kendall! I knew you would catch on! Looking forward to my turn, buddy!" He smiled up at Sage and said, "Mighty kind of you if you left a little for me and my cousin, Alex." "I wouldn't count on it..." Sage said evenly.
Imperceptively through all this, Jase had withdrawn his dick so that just the head was inside me. He was moving it just slightly back and forth causing my butthole to quiver. Sage was now facing me and said, "Pull down my boxers, boy! I wanna see if you are the cocksucker of the county!" I pulled down the boxers and up sprung a dick that was at least ten inches long, arching toward the floor from it's weight. At that exact moment, Jase drove up into my ass hard with his dick. The shock of his huge pole thrusting up into my butt caused me to open my mouth to let out a moan. Sage surged forward and all ten inches went into my mouth, slid along my tongue, hit the back of my throat, and continued it's path halfway to my stomach.
I was choking, gasping, trying desperately to get air, but I knew I would regret if one tooth scraped Sage. He stood there with his hands on his hips. Jase was holding onto my ears. As he thrust up into my butt, he naturally pulled back and Sage's dick slipped out of my throat and half way out my mouth. As Jase pulled out of my ass, he naturally pushed at my head and Sage's dick rapidly traveled into my throat once again. Through all the sputtering, coughing and gagging, Sage quietly said to me, "Gotta tell ya, Kendall. Every time you gag and cough, the sides of your throat convulse and massage and make sweet love to my dick. I can't believe this talent was under my nose all the time. I never would have masturbated through junior high if I'd known this was available. Feels great!"
Jase was in ecstacy. "Sage, gotta tell ya, every time he gags and coughs, his butthole convulses and grips my dick so tight! I'm not gonna last too much longer! This is the tightest I've ever had!" Jase continued plowing up into my butt and pulling out; he was pushing me down on Sage's dick and back. I felt like a complete cum dump slave. Jase sped up faster and faster and suddenly yelled, "I'm cumming!" His dick went as far as he could ram it into my mussy, and I felt what had to be gallons of jock juice unleash into me. He ended by saying "Damn!" and shoved my neck three times hard in a row that impaled Sage's dick into my throat. My face was covered with tears, snot and sweat.
As Jace collapsed back into the chair, Sage grabbed my hair and ears and began pistoning in and out of my mouth. Faster and faster his 10" disappeared down my throat. My eyes would be looking up through his pubic hair to see his belly button that was at the base of his 8 pack, only to see his crotch receded briefly only to race forward again jamming his cock down my throat. Suddenly, he quit thrusting, withdrew his dick until only about 2 inches were in my mouth, and quietly ordered, "Flick your tongue on my head but don't swallow a drop!" I was flicking and massaging under the head of his dick, one of his hands held my head in place, one of his hands quickly jacking the base of his dick, and quickly volley after volley of cum spewed forth from the helmet of his dick and bathed my mouth in the nuttiest, saltiest, fruitiest flavor of jizz I've ever tasted.
I didn't swallow a drop; he leaned back, took his dick from my mouth and said, "Show me". I opened my mouth leaning back slightly and he could see the pool of semen in my mouth. "Good boy", he said, and slid his dick once again in my mouth. Although he had told me not to swallow, he pushed his dick through the pool of semen to the back of my throat...and beyond. The semen was a lubricant against my tongue and throat and as he continued thrusting in and out, the head of his cock slowly pushed the semen down my throat. I looked up into his eyes, he had a rare smirk on his face that almost looked...almost cruel. I looked straight ahead to watch his pubic hair and crotch drive his dick in and out, in and out.
He finally pulled out and said, "Clean it off!" I licked every inch of his dick, his pubic hair, his balls, anywhere there was a drop of cum until he was entirely clean. "Thanks, fag" he said, and walked away. Through all this, Jase's dick had been in my ass and had become hard again. Jase stood up with myself still impaled on his dick, and bent me over the back of the chair. He began to rapidly fuck me with long and hard thrusts, slapping my ass cheeks every couple of thrusts. Soon he thrust hard into my butt and screamed, "Fuck!" and emptied into my ass the second load of his cum in less than 20 minutes. When he was empty, he pushed against the small of my back and pulled his dick out. I could feel semen leaking from my butt. "Thanks, cum dump!" and walked away.
I collapsed into the chair, and realized I was aching all over my body. I closed my eyes and just wanted to rest, when I felt a hand rubbing against my cheek. I opened my eyes and looked into the eyes of Hans. "Hey, buddy, you about ready to take me and my cousin Alex on? We're both sorta horny, you know, and man you look like a pro on so many levels...I really do wanna feel you lips on my dick, or really your ass lips caressing my dick. What do you say, Kendall, you up for it? You wanna be a good buddy to me and Alex? You are such a talented high school senior, you ready to teach us Freshman how to enjoy senior butt?" I looked up, tired and weary into the eyes of Hans. It felt bizarre to have him speaking so gentle and kind about having sex -- about fucking me in the ass and raping my throat. Before I could say anything, I heard a strong voice boom, "Sorry guys, the upperclassman aren't done yet." I looked at the source of the voice and realized the author of the voice was none other than Josh Urbanovsky. I remembered Tim's warning from early in the evening: "I gotta tell you, Kendall, if you think I could be rough, be careful with Josh. He can get kinda wild" I thought, "Fuck me to death!" At least, that's what I was afraid would happen....
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