The waiting is the hardest part. Knowing he is about to be penetrated by another man’s hard cock. His entire life, he has been taught that he should be the one doing the penetration. Real men shove their cocks into holes. Now he is going to be the hole. He will be receiving cock, from real men. He knows that he will soon be less of a man, himself. For the rest of his life he will know that he was a receptacle for cock and cum.

Wearing only a jockstrap, bent over the table, he is trying to remain calm. He can hear the members of the rival team talking behind him. He can also hear the unmistakable sound of zippers being lowered down. He is about to be cunted by these men. He knows, instinctively, that it is going to hurt. He grips the edges of the table and tries to focus on a point on the opposite wall as he feels one of them spit on his ass. Then he can feel a cock, rubbing up and down in the crack between his ass cheeks. Up and down, the cock slid deeper into his cleft. After a few minutes of this, the man behind him pulls back until his cock moves perpendicular and the head is pressed tight against his virgin hole. He then starts pushing forward. The cock punched thru his tight ring and started to force its way deep inside the previously virgin fuck canal. Once inside, the man using him did not pause, he immediately started pumping his meat in and out, to the cheers of his teammates waiting their turn to use him. The cock felt massive as it started to fuck away his manhood. The man behind him was using his ass cunt to bring pleasure to himself with no concern to how it felt to have a cherry popped like this.

It hurt! It hurt worse than any pain he had felt before.  The pain was radiating from inside of him. As he focused on the pain, he heard the men behind him laughing. He tried to remain stoic, but tears were pouring down his face.

He realized at that moment, he had a long night ahead of him taking cock and the waiting, is most definitely, not the hardest part.