Take one (or fifteen) for the team
I came to in a haze. Hernandez was yelling at and shoving Taylor, our quaterback. I couldn't really understand them at first. ". . . last week and I just caught him looking at me again. He's missed four kicks already. Three games and he's missed four kicks! If we don't do something to make him quit, he's gonna keep costing us games." Taylor responded with a look of disgust and stormed out of the room. It was about this time that I realized that I had been tied to the bench around my chest and arms on my back. Suddenly, I was startled by something soft and wet touching the back of my head. I turned my head from Hernandez to the ceiling down to Deebo's face. I couldn't process quick enough and before I could stop turning my head, his huge limp wet cock dragged up across my lips. Deebo was a 5'10" 265lb mucle freak ****er. I never liked Deebo, he had been accused of r****g at least three girls on campus and I had let him know that I didn't approve. He grabbed me by the temples and turned my head toward the ceiling with one hand and lifted his girthy 11" cock into view with the other. He smirked and dropped his cock, letting it slam down on my clenched lips. "This is my favorite part. When they think there's still a chance for them. There's the look in your eyes, you think someone's about to save you." After a quick jab to my stomach he pinched my nose and forced his impossibly huge member into my mouth.
Deebo's grunts pulled Hernandez's attention away from his arguments. "Hey fucker. Get in line. He's mine, D-Line goes first." There were now six giant men standing around me while my mouth was being used. Deebo stood up, pulling his head out of my mouth, for a moment it looked like he might fight them to fuck my mouth. "Hey dog, it's cool. Just don't tear him up too bad before I get a shot." Deebo stepped over the bench, and my face, and dragged his balls across my eyes. Hernandez came over and sat down lifting my legs and laying them on his lap. I had fantasized about exactly this hundreds of times jerking off in my dorm room and a few times getting fucked by my 'straight' roommate. His eyes were pure anger. "Colin, go ahead." With that he spun in an instant and had my legs on his shoulders, I could feel his magnificent rod pressed against my ass crack and I was trying to put myself in a place to try and enjoy what was definitely going to happen. Colin was a fat fuckin retard, Christian conservative, white trash, skoal chewin homophobe. His cock was about three inches long and as he straddled my face Hernandez began to play with the tip of his cock around my asshole. Colin told me to open up, but I had no intrest in his microdick, so he spit some chaw in my face and dragged his tiny nuts all over my face.
After a few minutes, Colin became inpatient and told me to open up again. Once again, I refused. "Fuck you ******. Suck my cock. That's what you do, right? Suck dick? Fuck, you actin like you don't want it, but everyone's heard how much of a cock slut you are." I just stared at him, trying to look strong. "OPEN YOUR FUCKING MOUTH!" At that moment Dan "Fantasy Cock" Hernandez rammed his nine inch fuck muscle into me . . . hard . . . balls deep . . . dry. My mouth flew open to release the shriek of pain and Colin dunked his tiny cock and balls into my mouth filling it with his fat groin. I could hardly breathe as I screamed around his tiny cock. Hernandez hadn't gone anywhere, he was laughing like crazy while holding his cock deep inside of me. "Oh god. You guys should feel the way this ******s ass is milking my cock, even without moving it." Colin grunted, "God damn it, fuck!" His cock didn't so much explode, as it gave up and went limp as a tiny bit of rancid cum dribbled out into the back of my mouth. "I fucking came already!" He stood and walked away embarrassed. Hernandez laughed and as he turned back to me I spit Colin's cum at him. It missed his face and hit him in the shoulder. "You really are a dumb fag." Suddenly, he was out of me, just one quick motion to pull out of my ass and I couldn't breathe, I could hardly think. It felt as if my soul had torn from my body. And just as quick he slammed his nine inches back into me . . . hard . . . balls deep . . . dry.
"That was real fuckin stupid, bitch." he whispered into my ear. Holding his cock inside of my hole, he looked over, "OK, who's going next?" As Jenkins started slapping his cock against my cheek, Hernandez slapped my balls to tighten me up as he slowly started to pump in and out of me.