I Came During Wrestling Tryouts 05

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Chapter 5

The party ended pretty quickly once everyone had dropped a load in or on me, only a few of us staying back to watch a movie. 

One guy did ask me for a blowjob later in the evening though, when we were alone in the kitchen, but I had to decline. 

“Sorry, bro,” I said, “I can only get into it if you literally dominate me.” 

He pulled out his big dick anyway, wiggling it around as if it would entice me. 

“You have a beautiful cock,” I said, my ego boosted by the fact that a guy two years older wanted my mouth that badly, “but no.”

—[]—

On Monday, our first practice was scheduled for after school. I hadn’t really chatted with the guys since the party. I saw two of them in my first period, including little Sven. His blonde curls hit different when he was dry and fresh in the morning. He gave me a big smile when I came in. I couldn’t really look at him the same anymore after discovering he had the biggest cock in school, and after he put it in my ass, I felt like we had a connection.

“Goot morning,” he said, waving at me. I chuckled at his energy and sat next to him. He talked to me a lot more than normal during class and even offered me a pen when I forgot mine. He had the affectionate energy of a little boy trying to impress his older brother. I left class giving him a fist bump and saying, “see you at practice, man.”

I saw Sam in the hall later and he just gave me a casual nudge on the shoulder. It was cool that nothing seemed to be too out of the ordinary, even though I was sure people would know about what happened at the party by now. It wasn’t something that would actually stay a secret among such a big group of guys.

I ate lunch with Ryan, and we had barely sat down when he started asking about it.

“Wow,” he said when I was done. “So the wrestling team is like, fully gay then?”

“What have you heard?” I asked, narrowing my eyes at him.

“Did you guys have a gangbang? Apparently everyone initiated some new guy over the weekend.”

“Dude,” I said, pausing, “It was me.”

His eyes went wide. “What the fuck??”

“Yeah,” I said, burying my face in my arms and smiling. I lifted my head to continue. “It was a rush, dude. We were wrestling, and I was doing really well, until one older guy finally pummelled me. Then another in the jacuzzi later. I can’t even explain it. When a guy beats me, and then shifts my body around and uses me like a toy, making every choice for me, it’s wild. It fulfills some bizarre need internally and I turn to butter for them.”

“You’re a freak. And a poet,” he said, “I feel like that would just piss me off though. I’d be the opposite of horny. And a hairy guy just would never do it for me.”

“They’re not all hairy,” I said.

He scrunched up his face. “Ok I don’t wanna know all that.”

“And you’ll never guess who has the biggest dick in school.”

He looked at me curiously. “Who? No wait I don’t wanna know. Ok tell me.”

“Sven.”

“That little Dutch guy?? He’s like a twig.”

“Yeah, but like, half his body weight is in that cock.”

“Ok, enough, I wish I didn’t know that. I won’t be able to look at him the same… I can’t believe you let a bunch of guys fuck you though. I don’t think I’ll ever do that.”

“I guess you never know until you’re in the situation how it’ll affect you,” I said back, shoving a baby carrot in my mouth. 

—[]—

When I got to the locker room for practice, the strange thing was that half the team put it in my butt over the weekend, but with all the nervous smiles I got in the locker room, I could tell it was somehow just a positive thing. It was like we were bonded. Sam gave me a smack on the ass, something he deserved to do at this point. Gage was there too, sort of a team captain mentality, even though they hadn’t announced yet who that captain was, as far as I knew.

A guy from a year above me, Colin, hit me up on the way into the training room. 

“Hey dude, I heard about Friday. Just letting you know, I’d be happy to stuff your perky ass anytime. You’ve got a shelf bro.” He even reached down to grope my left butt cheek. 

I smiled and looked him up and down. He seemed about my size, but after realizing that I was actually a good wrestler, I figured I could take him, which immediately threw my interest in the situation into ambiguity. I shook my head. “Maybe if you can pin me.”

—[]—

Practice was tough. We did more hill sprints than actual sparring. I was wiped, and I could feel it in my chest and my jaw. I was so exhausted, I tasted metal. When we finally got to matching up for one-on-one drills, most of us had our shirts off and the last thing we wanted to do was work out some more. We were all winded, and we were basically learning how to wrestle in a state of pure exhaustion.

I got put up against Colin. He was as sweaty as I was. I started to notice there was something different about him. He wasn't the typical guy on the team. The way he looked at me wasn't purely broey, jock, fratboy style male appreciation. He was just... different. And it made me feel something in my stomach, like something new was about to happen.

When Coach blew the whistle, our wet skin collided, and he was surprisingly good at what he was doing. He made me fall on my ass immediately. I only escaped due to dumb luck, and I was behind him with his wrists controlled for only a half a second before he spun me around and locked on my knee. He threw me back again and knocked the wind out of me. That’s when I felt his boner. I looked at him with an empty mind, my brain fogged from the body slam. He looked down at me with a smirk, and grabbed a handful of my ass. I smiled. He had earned it. 

Coach looked over at us, seeing the move Colin had me in, which was suspiciously similar to an adjusted missionary style position, and noted to the whole team, “Some of these moves you’re gonna use on your girlfriends.” Everyone laughed. Colin threw a hip thrust into me, pressing his boner into my taint, making me whimper involuntarily. 

Coach suddenly called for us to switch partners, and I saw the disappointment in Colin’s face as he got off me and rotated to the next guy. He wanted me bad, and maybe he was going to get it after that thumping he gave me, but something was different about it. The other guys were just straight and barely curious when they saw my boner. But Colin was apparently just a dude who went a little further, who liked males as much as a regular guy likes tits. For some reason, call it internalized homophobia or whatever, it was a weird vibe for me. The next one to come over to spar with me was Gage. Oh here we go, I thought to myself.

—[]—

In the showers after practice, Colin and I were exchanging glances from across the room. I was pleased with myself for getting through practice with minimal boners, and avoiding literally cumming again, like during tryouts. The guys who were at the party over the weekend, especially Sam and Gage, were messing with me a bit. I was getting slaps on the butt and little dick taps throughout the entire shower. Somehow, thoroughly giving into the domination of the superior males, and even letting little Sven fuck me, had cemented my place among “the boys”. I was one of the team members, like I had my own key role. I would never be a free use fuck hole, but I was certainly open to letting anyone relieve themself with my body if they could beat me and hold me down in submission. It had given me the best orgasms of my life.

Colin subtly wiggled his dick at me several times, making me shake my head, wondering what was going on with me. He had a thick dick, even soft, like he was a fully grown dude, and my thoughts were focused on it. I guess after you get fucked in the ass and have a great time, every dick you see makes you picture how it would feel inside you. But I was still shaky about Colin. It was clear I liked men, and being dominated and group fucked had been the best sexual experience of my life. But still, it felt like straight up flirting with a teammate, which was kind of bizarre. I was still sorting out the feelings I was having and what turned me on, but I did love it when he beat me in practice and started humping me in front of everyone. It was naughty, and it was something I had liked.

I decided to be proactive about it if he was going to be literally crushing on me the whole season. After the showers, I met him at the lockers away from the other guys.

“Hey,” I said to Colin.

He looked back at me, smirking. He was standing in his towel and his curly brown hair was still dripping. He didn’t say anything, maybe still reveling in having dominated me in practice.

I just went on with what I came over for. “You wanna have some extra practice sometime? Maybe at my place? I have it to myself a lot. Maybe you can show me those moves you used on me today. Come by tonight if you’re free.”

“Definitely,” he said, his face lighting up. “You wanna fuck, then?”

It was my turn to smirk. “Only if you can beat me.”

—[]—

When he texted me later that night, it was almost 10pm, a bit late to have friends over. I looked out my window and saw him with sweatpants and a hoodie on, waiting on the sidewalk.

I had to sneak him into my basement through the side door of the house, without my nosy brother or parents finding out. He was trying to grab my ass the whole way down to the basement, which was making me want to wrestle him. Something inside me just wanted to beat him, but the other half of me wanted him to win.

We got to my basement, and as soon as I shut the door behind me, he had his hands on me. He basically just wanted to fuck, but that’s not what we came here for. I immediately lunged at him, knocking him back onto the couch. He seemed surprised, then went for my wrists. I had the upper hand, though, and held him in a body hold while he squirmed, barely freeing a leg before I flipped him over onto his back, knocking us both off the couch onto the rug. He wrapped his legs around me and suddenly his boner was pressing into my taint as I sat on top of him. We froze for a second, while he looked into my eyes. He leaned his head forward to kiss me, and I backed my head up, smirking at him. He smiled back slyly, then pressed against me, getting some leverage when he was able to hold one of my wrists. We grappled and rolled around until I was on top of him again, this time holding him face down while my body was making full contact with him, our legs wrapped, my hips forcing his body down, my hands holding his wrists above his head. I hadn’t pinned him technically, but I had him beat. Suddenly, a new feeling emerged, the joy of dominating someone. 

I got a big boner.

As soon as he felt it, he pressed back into me. I started dry humping him, taking advantage of the situation. I know he thought he was going to come over and fuck me tonight, but he lost the scrapple, which changes things. 

I reached down to pull down his shorts. His perky ass was hairless, bouncy but firm against my palm. He only lightly struggled against me, pretending to continue the match as he let me do what I wanted with his body. The tables had turned, and for the first time, I felt a hunger. I wanted to fuck this guy and make him my bitch. 

When I pressed my leaking dick between his sweaty cheeks, he tensed up a bit. 

“I thought you were the one who was getting fucked,” he said nervously, with half a chuckle.

“Too bad you lost then,” I said, pressing forward until the tip of my dick reached his hole. He seemed a little scared, but consented as he pressed back into me, accepting the new rules of the game. I felt it flinch against my cock, adding a little pressure. I was leaking pre-cum like a faucet, and started rubbing it up and down as I added pressure. I had never fucked anyone before, guy or girl, and the sensations were amazing. I don’t know what was different about Colin, but unlike the other guys, he actually made me want to fuck him when I beat him, just like if he had beaten me, I would have opened up and let him use whatever part of my body he wanted.

“Have you been with a guy before?” I whispered into his ear.

“No, but I was always curious,” he said tentatively.

“Seems like everyone on the wrestling team is a little curious,” I said just as I popped the head of my dick past his ring. His whole ass tensed, squeezing my dick head. I knew that feeling. I was almost jealous of him for a second, but I pressed in another inch, making his body stretch around me, feeling in control of sex for the first time. The rush was addictive, and I felt him loosen up underneath me as I started thrusting lightly, bouncing my ass in the air as I took in the pleasure of a hole wrapping around my cock. 

After a few minutes of warmup, he was whimpering and pushing back into my body. I was making a clapping sound against him and he pressed himself up onto all fours. I reached around his hip to feel his thick cock in my hands. It was slimy and drooling lines of pre-cum. I used it to rub the head of his hog and I felt it make his hole tense around me. My other hand was on his hip as I started thrusting ever harder.

“This feels so good,” I grunted into his ear, while he started pressing back into me really roughly.

“I like it too,” he said between breaths. “It’s actually really goo—”

He stopped mid-sentence as I felt the warm jets of his cum squirt out of his cock, some of it sticking to my hand. His cock and ass pulsing was wild, and when I realized what was happening I felt myself go over the edge before I even realized it. I collapsed forward and pushed him back onto the floor as I finished inside his hole, the last of his load oozing out onto the rug. 

When I climbed off him and sat up, he wiped sweat from his face.

“You’re good at that, dude,” he said, catching his breath, “You must have fucked a lot.”

“My first time doing the fucking, actually,” I said.

“I can’t wait til my first time,” he said back, spreading his legs to air out his sweaty, cummy dick and balls, which hung low and rested on the rug between his thighs.

“Maybe you’ll beat me in round two, then.”