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It was hard being the only white guy on the team. He found himself trying to fit in, but was often made to feel inferior. No matter how hard he trained or how big and muscular he got the other guys were still bigger and faster. Bryson could live with that, if it wasn’t for the other reason he felt inferior. In the locker room and showers, he discovered he was massively outmatched when it came to cock size as well. His own dick was reasonable at six and a half inches, but when he compared it to the rest of the guys, he knew he did not measure up. Most of them had six and a half inches hanging between their legs when soft. He could not imaging how big they got when fully erect. It was humiliating to know his manhood did not even meet the minimum requirements of the men around him. How was he ever going to get laid, if the women were used to being fucked by these slabs of beef. Bryson suspected, deep down, that he would never be able to satisfy them properly.

Landon had been watching Bryson checking out the crotches of all the guys in the locker room for weeks now. Today, when he saw Bryson looking at his cock, while they showered, he decided enough was enough. He invited Bryson over to his house after practice. Once there he confronted him about looking at his cock. Bryson stumbled over his explanation, as to why he was looking. He told his teammate that he was merely comparing his teammates sizes to himself.  He confessed how he felt inferior and worried about his own cock size. Landon listened, but did not really accept the excuse. “All guys glance at each other in the showers, that just normal. We all want to see how we measure up. You, however, keep looking. It is not just a glance, once, to see a dude’s dick size. Week after week you check out the men showering around you, like you expect something to change. I think you like looking.”

“No, I swear I was just comparing. It was nothing weird, I don’t like looking at cock.” 

“Then lets get this over with once and for all.” Landon stood up and stripped naked in his living room. “Go ahead, get a good look. This is what a man looks like.” Landon was not shy or embarrassed, he knew he had an amazing body, and was not at all ashamed of his cock size. He had done his comparisons back when he reached puberty, like most guys do. A few glances in the locker room and he knew his thick ten and a half inches was just fine. As he stood there and watched Bryson’s eyes move over his form he confirmed, in his mind, that his teammate was a fag.  Bryson was so far in denial, might not even realize it himself, but he was definitely craving the naked man in front of him. Landon decided that today, he was going to help his teammate come out of the closet and fully accept what he is, a cock hungry cum dump. 

“This does not seem fair. Here I am, naked as the day I was born, and your still fully dressed. Strip off your shorts and shirt, so we can “compare” bodies. After all, that is the only reason you are looking at me, right?” Bryson was not given a choice, if he did not undress so they can compare, he was just staring at his teammates nude body. Bryson pulled his shirt over is head and dropped his basketball shorts to reveal a white jockstrap. His six and a half inch dick was fully hard and tenting out the mesh pouch. “You have a boner, while standing here with me? What’s up? Is my naked body turning you on? You getting turned on looking at my junk?”

Bryson quickly covered his dick with his hands. His entire body turned red, blushing in embarrassment. He did not know how to respond. His own body was betraying him, he was fully erect and could not make his dick go down.

Landon walked over to the embarrassed boy and put his hands on his shoulders. Adding pressure he forced Bryson to his knees. Bryson was now face to cock with Landon. “Time for you to get a close look boy.” Landon was feeling the power he had over his teammate. The act of making him strip and pushing him to his knees was just the first step. He stood there, naked, towering over this jock. Dominating him, even in small ways, felt natural and he found his own cock starting to get hard.

Bryson also noticed that the cock inches from his face was getting thicker and longer. It grew while he watched. As it got hard it want from dangling between Landon’s legs to pointing straight at him. It moved closer and closer, until the fat mushroom head was pressing against his mouth. Precum was pulsing out of the cock coating his lips and filling his nostrils with the Landon’s masculine scent. 

“Open your mouth!”

The command startled Bryson, who was lost in his thoughts of kneeling in front of a hard cock. He instinctively followed the command and parted his lips. Landon immediately thrust his hips forward and buried his meat into bryson’s warm, wet oral cavity. It felt amazing! He had a big muscular jock on his knees, sucking on his cock. Unfortunately for bryson, Landon quickly realized that as good as this felt, he did not want to get sucked, he wanted to fuck. He grabbed bryson’s head firmly between his hands and started to push his cock deeper. Forcing his way past any resistance, he buried his meat in bryson’s throat. bryson’s nose was smashed against his pubes. Landon held still for just a moment, enjoying the complete domination of this jock’s mouth. He flexed his cock a little to make sure the fag felt how deep it was, then he started to pull out. As soon as his cock pulled out, he punched back in full force. He started to pound this boy’s face hard. Plunging in and out, over and over. bryson’s eyes were tearing and his face was turning red from all the exertion of trying to accept this massive invader into is throat. Landon did not care. The hole he was fucking, was just that, a hole. He gave no thought to how it felt to be used hard. It did not matter. The only thing that mattered at that moment were the sensations his cock was feeling. His balls soon tightened up and pushed his cum up thru his cock and into bryson’s waiting mouth. The load was enormous, quickly overfilling his mouth. He swallowed as quickly as he could but jizz started leaking out the sides of his mouth around the fat cock still wedged in deep. Eventually the shots slowed down and stopped. Landon kept his cock inside, while bryson ran his tongue over it, cleaning it.

After a few minutes of getting his cock tongue bathed by bryson, Landon abruptly pulled out of his mouth. He then pushed bryson back over an ottoman and flipped him over. Using only the spit left on his cock, he forced his way into bryson’s virgin ass. He knew he was way too big to pop the boys cherry in this manner and that it would hurt like hell for bryson to take his cock. He found that he did not care. His teammate was going to take his cock, however he wanted to give it to him. The fag was going to quickly learn who was in charge. He found that every time bryson screamed, his cock got a little harder and he thrust a little more forcefully. He like using the boy’s hole as roughly and painfully as he wanted. bryson would just have to take it. After about twenty minutes the screams died down and Landon could feel the ass under him opening up. 

Soon the sounds coming from bryson, were not those of pain, but sounds of pleasure. He was enjoying the feel of another man’s cock inside of him. “I guess we now know why you kept looking at your teammate’s big cocks in the locker room.  You are a fag. Your mind was not able to accept it, but your body was fully ready. When you were checking out our cocks, your body was trying to determine who to service first. Which cock was most deserving to use you. The correct answer, by the way, is all of them.  Every one of your teammates is superior to you. They are men. You are nothing more than a fuck toy for men to use to pleasure themselves. Mine is the first cock in you, but we both know it won’t be your last. You are a very lucky fag, you have access to a group of horny, well built black men. Your tight white holes are going to be used by big black cocks. On Monday, you are going get on your knees in the locker room and beg our teammate’s to use you as a cum dump. Once the men on the team see you on your knees, begging, they will know that you are open for business.  They will line up to fuck you.”  

“Lucky for you we have two full days to train you how to take cock properly before you start getting forcefully gangbanged by the guys. I like to fuck a bitch, like you, hard at first, so they learn their place as a cum hole. You need to understand that your pain does not matter as much as my pleasure, so take it”  As Landon says this, he starts pumping his cock in and out of bryson’s ass.“

Those cries of “no, please don’t do this”, “please stop” and  “I’m not a fag” seem to have developed into moans of pleasure pretty quickly.  You changed your tune the moment my thick cock penetrated your ass. Feels good having a man using you properly, doesn’t it? Your cunt was made to take cock, just accept it, and enjoy your place beneath me.

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“C’mon, you have been so good.  Just keep quiet a little longer and we will be done.  You don’t want to wake your roommate, do you?  It would be awkward for him to find you here with our jizz dripping out of your gaping hole.  Although, maybe you would like him to know that you are a cum dump for real men.  It might make your life easier having a man able to breed you on a regular basis, without having to go out and find dick, like you did with us.” 

“I know, you kept saying you were straight and that you did not want to be fucked repeatedly and spit roasted, but your blue eyes were begging for cock. And the way your bubble butt looked in those nylon shorts, it was obvious that it needed to be rammed hard and deep. You claimed to have a virgin hole, but the way it just opened up for our cocks made it hard to believe.  And the way you sucked my dick harder and deeper once my teammate got his meat in your ass, really gave your true feelings away.” 

“So it looks like only a few more moments and my buddy will have the chastity cage secured on your “dick”. 

“Sshhhhh, stop struggling, its almost over.” 

“I love the look of panic in your eyes, but don’t worry we will take care of you.  We will take the key with us to insure it stays safe and you don’t accidentally lose it.”

“There, all done.  Look how nice your “dick” looks encased in stainless steel.  All shiny and strong.  Now, you won’t have to worry about jerking off, and you can focus on what’s important.  I am told it’s barely visible under jeans.  You might have some issues hiding it under basketball shorts or in the communal showers, but I am sure you will work that out before the championship game tomorrow night.  We will see you there.”

“Oh, I am sorry, in your haste to get our cocks in you, we were never properly introduced.  We play for the Panthers.  I am Rich, the point guard, and my buddy is Stu, the center.  We cannot wait to see you on the court tomorrow.  Your skills are legendary.  We are told that you have better concentration and focus than any other player in the league.  I hope that you are able to maintain that intensity playing against us.  I imagine it will be hard to focus on playing, when your checking out the opposing players and knowing that they have shot their ball juice inside of you.  It will be truly impressive if you can lead your team to victory, feeling your manhood locked up in a tiny cage.  I think that I can speak for both of us, when I say we will be blown away if you manage to beat, or even score against, the men who hold the key to your freedom.”

My buddies were raping me.  They had stripped down and were encircling me with their hard cocks standing straight out all pointed in my direction. I don’t understand what led us to this.  

We were just sitting around having some beers and playing poker. The conversation was about sex, like it always is, and which girls on campus would put out. Everyone agreed that what was needed was a fuck hole. A bitch that enjoyed getting fucked as much as we liked fucking. It was a pipe dream, no respectable girl would spread her legs and let a group of horny guys fuck her brains out when ever they wanted. The conversation shifted and I went to the bathroom to take a piss.  Upon my return from the toilet, I noticed a change in the mood of the room.  The guys were quiet and focused. I could feel their stares. As I sat down at the table and picked up my cards, my buddies all got up and surrounded me. Before I could figure out what was going on they were pulling their cocks out of their pants and stroking them. Phil grabbed my head and twisted me around so that my mouth was lined up with his rock hard meat. He thrust his hips forward and his cock was suddenly forcing it’s way thru my lips and into my mouth.  He quickly started to thrust his meat into my face, not giving me a chance to get used to having my “friends” cock in my mouth. After pumping into my oral cavity for a while he pushed my head down on his cock till I was gagging and choking. He was forcing me to focus on the job at hand. That job being to suck and swallow cock without scraping my teeth on the man who’s using my fuck hole. Soon I could feel Phil’s balls tightening up in preparation for shooting his load. He grabbed my head in both hands and forced his dick deep into my throat before starting to dump his cum into me.

As Phil finished, he pulled out, only to be quickly replaced by Tim. His cock was a little thicker than Phil’s and I could feel it stretch my throat muscles further. Tim pushed me into the corner, allowing me no room to move my head away from him, giving me no choice in how I took his cock. Once he got it in full depth he pulled his cock out and slammed it into my mouth. He fucked my face ignoring my gagging, banging my head into the wall until I felt him explode down my throat.

Tim backed away and John took his place. “You’re finally getting it, faggot. It’s taken three men using you, before you started to catch on. Go ahead and suck my cock! The real purpose of your mouth is to be a hole for the cock of your superiors.  Keep at it.  Feel that cock. Feel it going in and out of your face. Get used to that feeling.”

One by one each of my “friends” stepped up and used my mouth as a hole to fuck and a depository for their hot jizz loads. My eyes were red and tear stained, my shirt was covered in drool, throat slime and excess cum that dripped from the sides of my overfilled mouth. For the first time in two hours, my mouth was not filled with cock. I looked up at my “friends” and questioned them with a hoarse, whispered, barely audible voice. “Why did you do this to me? I am not gay, I did not want to suck on your cocks. Why did you guys force me to blow you?”

“We needed a bitch who would “help us out” when we were horny. A hole that would take loads without complaint. We talked and decided that finding a chick who would want to get fucked round the clock at both ends by a group of jocks, like us, was going to be impossible, so we needed to think outside the box. Joe mentioned that you had not been seen dating in recent memory, and you were always around when any of us wanted to do something. We thought about it and realized that you were the perfect solution to our needs. A set of tight, warm holes, always hanging around, unattached, you fit the position perfectly. As an added plus you are kinda cute with a nice ass and we don’t have to worry about knocking you up, so no condoms. We took a vote and unanimously decided to make you into a cum dump….. our cum dump.”

As Steve was describing how my “friends” decided to use me to drain their balls, he was also flipping me over and pulling down my shorts.

“Please stop, I don’t want to get fucked. I’m straight!”

“Bullshit! Each of us have already busted a nut in your mouth, and you swallowed those nuts.  You have been roughly skull fucked by seven men.   No straight-boy, no real straight-boy, would put up with treatment like that. But you did.  Because the truth is, deep down inside where it matters, you actually are a fuck-bitch, a set of holes to be used for our pleasure. Whether you are gay or straight doesn’t really matter.  What matters is that you are enough of a faggot to take it when a man wants to use you.”

“Why me, I was your friend?”

“It wasn’t anything you said, of course.  It was just the way you handled yourself around us – around Real Men.  Once we started looking, It was obvious as all get-out that you are a boy destined, by genetics or the way you were raised or who knows what combination of the two, to sexually service Real Men – to service them with any part of your body that a Real Man desires to use. A perfect cum dump for a group of horny jocks, like us.”

Steve spit on my ass. I could feel his lugie dripping between my ass cheeks making its way toward my virgin hole. At the same time his hard cock was moving up and down my crack looking for the right angle to take me. “Time for me to harvest that cherry. Try to relax as I ram my fat cock into you. I understand it will make it easier for you if you push out a little as my dick penetrates you. I am betting this will hurt you. A cock as big as mine is bound to cause some pain as it forces itself into a hole as tight as yours. Try to keep the screams to yourself, the pain you feel as you are cunted is all yours. This is going to feel great for me and the guys. Having you as an on-call hole is going to be amazing. We will never have to jerk off again.  You will get all of our loads.”

I felt his cock reach the correct spot and start pushing its way into me. Despite what my brain was telling me about being fucked in the ass by my former friend, my body was accepting it. It hurt like hell.  Steve’s cock felt massive as it forced its way inside of me. My hole however, opened willingly and accepted every inch of his cock. Steve’s hard meat was sliding full length into my ass now. Steve was behind me moaning deeply as he felt my tight fuck tunnel. His cock pulsed and twitched with approval.  Knowing now that my ass was now relaxed and opened for him, he started fucking hard.  Pounding his meat in and out of my back end, punching my ass with his cock. Steve had a firm grip on my hips as he fed his meat into me. My body bucked from his assault.  It wasn’t long before his cock expanded and my ass was christened with its first load of cum.

Steve pulled out with a loud plop and I could feel his jizz dripping down my taint. Jeff quickly stepped up, rubbed the head of his cock up my ass crack and pushed a bunch of Steve’s cum that had dripped out, back into my ass, as he penetrated me.

Each of the seven of them stepped up and fucked me. They were not gentle and it was obvious that they were not overly concerned with how this felt to me. I was there to help them get off. Their cocks pounded my ass and turned me out. I now had a fully functioning cunt between my legs. My former friends had each dumped a load in my mouth and in my ass. Both my holes were violently stretched by repeated penetration and forced to take cock. This initial training changed my holes into places for real men to unload their thick hot cum into.

I complained about the pain, I repeatedly told them that I did not want to be their cum dump. They ignored me and joked among themselves.  I finally realized that not one of my “friends” cares about what I want or my feelings in the matter. They only care about what nasty things they can do to me and my body.  I had ceased to be a person to these men and was now an object to be used to provide pleasure. My conversion from friend to cum dump was complete.

He got home after the game to find himself alone for the first time in months.  One of his three roommates was always there. He decided to take advantage and rub one out. With no roommates around he did not need to be quiet. He stripped down and started to really get into his fantasies.  Since he was beating his meat hard, eyes closed and moaning loudly he did not hear his roommates return home.  They stood there watching him stoke his salami, oblivious to their presence. They were going to make their presence known, when he suddenly moaned Steve’s name and shot his load all over his stomach and chest. 

The guys looked at each other, then down at his naked, cum covered body. Him moaning Steve’s name, as he came, brought up a bunch of questions. Was their roommate a fag? Did he have the hot’s for Steve? What was he picturing that pushed him over the edge? How could they use this to their advantage? 

Steve was the first one who spoke, bringing his naked roommate out of his post cum high. “What the fuck dude, you fantasizing about me?”