Fortunately for me his cock tasted clean from the shower, and I didn't particularly mind the musky flavor of his manhood. I did as I was told and began to lap my tongue along the meaty underside of Scott's throbbing penis. I winced in pain as Nick and Jason pulled harder on my arms. "Use your tongue and suck," Scott commanded as he fed his engorged tool between my ovalled lips. My lips were spread wide around his thick shaft as he thrust into my oral cavern, nearly gagging me as his bulbous fuck-knob bounced against my tonsils. I had no choice but to sit there and let Scott fuck my mouth. But Scott seemed to obviously like my mouth, and the others enjoyed watching the perverse rape. I like girls, and I thought my teammates did too. I was repulsed at first having a cock in my mouth. He held onto the sides of my face and began to pump his hard cock in and out of my helpless mouth. Now don't even think about biting me, or you'll be in for a world of hurt," Scott hissed. I couldn't keep my mouth closed any longer, and Scott's swollen pole slid in between my lips. Scott's blunt, spongy cock-head kept pressing against my lips, threatening to push in my teeth. I couldn't move and my shoulders ached from the brutal hold my friends had on me. He then held his thick organ in his hand and pushed it against my closed mouth.
"I said, suck it," Scott again ordered as he thumped his bloated erection against my face. Nick and Jason pulled harder on my arms as I again pleaded to be let go. "You will be once you get a taste of Scott's big cock," Billy giggled.
What you guys do with each other is your business, but I'm not like you," I protested. I then looked up and found Scott standing before me, his massive cock projecting towards me. I looked around for help, but all I saw were my naked teammates smiling menacingly at me. They forced me to sit down on a bench, my arms pinned painfully behind my back. I struggled to get free, but the two held me tightly. Because you won't be able to say anything about us that you won't be doing yourself," Scott said threateningly. I'm not going to say anything." The others were now around me, and my shock began to turn into uneasiness. I stared at Scott and stammered, "What do you mean I can't leave. We can't let you leave like this, now that you've seen us." He then turned to me and said, "Steve, you shouldn't have cum back. Scott came from the shower and approached me. Nick wrenched his engorged cock from Billy's ass and slammed the door shut behind me. Six muscular, athletic boys sucking, fucking, and stroking each other.īefore I could react, they realized I was there. I had no idea guys as masculine as my hockey friends were capable of doing the things I was witnessing. But I was flabbergasted to discover what they did when everybody else left. I had noticed in the past that these guys were always the last ones out of the locker room after practice.
They were making out while jerking each other off. Scott, the star of the team, was in the shower with Derek, our leading scorer. Billy, a sophomore center, was lying on a bench while Nick, a beefy defense-man, fucked him up the ass. Paul, a second-line wing, was on his knees going down on Jason, his line-mate. It turns out that the guys in the shower really were looking at me with more than passive interest. What I saw made me stop dead in my tracks. I went back to the locker room and opened the door. Halfway to my car I realized I had forgotten my homework back in my locker. There were still about six guys in the shower, and they waved back as I grabbed my stuff and left. I then got dressed and said goodnight to my teammates. I stepped from the shower and toweled off. After awhile you get used to showering with a bunch of guys. Out of the corner of my eye I thought I saw some of my teammates staring at me, but when I looked they dropped their gazes. Hockey practice had been particularly grueling earlier, and my body ached. I rinsed the shampoo from my hair and enjoyed the beat of the shower on my body.