Team Slut
Added 2023-09-18 00:57:01 +0000 UTCIt was a simple rule: the worst performing athlete after each game was the team slut for the week. They'd be forced to wear the shared jockstrap til the next game, a black piece that showed through the uniform that was only washed once a year. It would tease the rest of the players, serving as motivation for them all to perform while humiliating the chosen slut. The slut was expected to have their ass prepared after each practice, and be ready the next game to celebrate victory or relieve the frustration of defeat.
The team didn't know how Coach ranked them. They didn't know why number 43 was always the lowest, and they didn't know why Coach put 43 in each game if they'd just end up with the jock again. Either way, it was excitement for the team, a reward for their hard work as they all followed 43 back to the locker room after each game. In moments 43 would be stripped of his uniform, bent over the bench with his hole in the air.
Coach would always be first, and the team knew to let it happen. It was the only time they got to see Coach's cock, a massive tube of meat that put the rest of them to shame. They would watch in awe as an 8inch tube the width of a soda can disappeared into their teammate's ass, 43's body clenched in pain as the rod slowly invaded his rear. Precum would be dribbling out of 43's dick nonstop, pressed out for every inch Coach slid in. At a certain point 43's body would suddenly go limp, the team watching a wave move up from his ass to his shoulders followed by a moan, his body fully relaxed allowing Coach the rest of the way in.
After Coach came the team would follow in line, easily entering and using the slick and loose wide hole. 43 would be unable to stop the rest of them from entering, not that he wanted to. His mind would be flooded by dopamine, and every few minutes an orgasm would wipe away any thought of resisting from his head. Coach made sure 43 loved being the team slut, and would make sure 43 would stay there as long as he could.
