Our match finally ended. Mostly I was just glad I had won, quietly tickled I had done even better than Adrian, and deeply happy that Jamar had showed up, although equally curious as to why he had brought Antwon and Greg, as well as why he had staged the little scene in the restroom, in violation of his own rules that we were going to keep this quiet. And on top of all that I kept wondering if I might really be falling in love here--which was seriously something I had simply never contemplated before.
Of course the one bit of pain, which I still remember to this day, was whatever the hell Jamar had succeeded in doing to my dick, balls and ass. Even as I describe it now, years later, I can still feel the tension and go hard: the elastic that would typically hold the gagball around my head had been twisted around my nuts, which had also been turned somehow so it looked like my jock was still loaded, although a second twist had gone around the base of my dick, which had then been stretched as far back to my ass as it would reach, which is where somehow Jamar had managed to replace his buttplug with the gagball, somehow inside my ass. The whole effect of that was for my dick to go very hard--and what I would learn later is that the fucker actually managed to force my dick into my own hole, and then crammed it into place with the gagball.
We still had about a third of the match to go, as I sat there sitting on my own dick, as we rose to greet the other wrestlers, send them out onto the mat, and do all the things I had to do as a captain.
What I didn't become aware of quickly enough was that Adrian somehow sorted out at least a bit of what had happened--either by seeing that my jock bulge was missing my dick, or too accentuated by my two nuts, or that my dick was bulging under my crotch. So before I knew it I felt his damned hand sorting it out, and massaging my dick from behind in the process, making it even harder. And then of course he'd slap my ass and squeeze it every chance he got--tormenting the hell out of my dick but actually comforting my hole--which was now more empty than it had been for the last day. And the only victory I got out of it was hiding from him when he finally succeeded in making me cum, as I hoped like hell it wasn't going to show somehow.
And of course he would have figured that out as well had it not been for Jamar comiing over to talk to me as soon as the match ended, and of course together with Antwon and Greg, and quietly telling me we really needed to find somewhere where he could dump a load in me.
I was scared and relieved. My nuts were sore, my dick was sore, and the gagball was feeling like a bit much, to be honest. But I had missed Jamar so damn bad, and to know that he seemed to have missed me just as bad excited me, so we quietly slipped away to the weightroom, which was bound to be deserted at this point.
And as soon as we were away from the crowd Jamar grabbed my dick to make sure I would cum in my hole--not knowing his little bro had already accomplished that. But of course he was more meticulous, so as soon as we got into the weight room he had his two friends help strip me down so my clothes were down to my ankles as they all three made sure i shot yet another load up my own damn hole, as Jamar supervised to make sure one of them was stretching my nuts and the other was stretching my dick, with Jamar constantly talking about my cunt as if my own dick belonged to someone else and he was forcing them to fuck me.
And just as I thought I was about to cum yet again, Jamar made them stop, then pulled out the gagball, with me uncontrollably letting out a sigh of some kind of relief, only to have it interrupted with him then telling Antwon to go for it. And then out of nowhere (I guess because the tension on my balls and dick and ass were about all I could focus on), Jamar pulled out his dick, and told me to suck it (as if I needed him to order that). As I opened my mouth, Jamar's hands went back to my ass, pryed my abused hole open, and Antwon's dick went in.
Fuckk. I was going crazy. And wondering yet again whether I was ever going to be able to predict this fucker's dick that I loved so much. And as Antwon slid in, Jamar pulled my hair up so I looked into his eyes, with mine tearring up as he slowly but firmly pushed his dick down my throat, as he spit down onto his shaft and told me: 'You really have no idea how much I love you, you sexy cunt. But you have to fuck the bitch HARD now, Antwon.'
And with that this friend drove in yet another big dick, right on top of mine. Alhough I would later find out he was only just over 10', he almost made up for it in thickness. And of course I was just surprised at the whole damn thing, and so happily sucking off Jamar that he shot as soon as Antwon made his first thrust.
So who would have known that would piss Jamar off? As out of nowhere he pulled my hair even harder, rammed his dick harder down my throat, already gagged with his load, and smacked my face. 'You fucker--you know you shouldn't be forcing me to cum, you god-damned sexy bitch.' So he was both angry and happy, as I finally wrested a bit of control away from him, even if that did nothing to ease the pain and tension, almost everywhere I could imagine there being any.
So I gave up control, and focused on what I loved: Jamar's cumming dick. I kissed it, swallowed it, made love to it. I was in my own little quiet heaven, as Jamar continued to order Antwon to fuck me harder and harder, and then got Greg back there as well. But I barely noticed as his more thin yet more long dick invaded me as well, and as they both shot their loads in me, through me, wherever Jamar told them to.
I had found peace sucking on Jamar's dick, and doing my peace to love him, in all his many facets, no matter how wild he was. And surprisingly he let himself relax, and held my face lovingly as I lapped up his cum, to the point where he finally almost ignored his two buddies taking my hole, calming down to where he finally said 'Sorry, guys, you have to pull out now. Let's roll him over--this kid is stealing my heart.'
And with that, they stopped taking turns on my hole, and even I went soft and finally slid out, as Jamar went back, rubbed my abused ass, scooped up the cum pouring out, and slobbered it across my face as his own dick went in, with both his buddies saying 'Damn. Your dick can't really be that big, dude.'
And then Jamar made love to me in front of his buddies, as he quietly encouraged me to suck off their dicks as his dick reclaimed what was so clearly his now, with the only wild moment happening as he released my dick and balls from the damned elastic, then grabbed them hard and pulled them up to his own lips as he fucked me.
I loved him. And he told me out loud he loved me, right in front of Antwon and Greg. But he never let on at all to his buddies when he shot either of his two loads into my pussy. As I quietly sucked both Antwon and Greg clean.
But this time it was me who noticed the vulnerability in Jamar, as I saw one tiny tear well up in his eye, and as he bent forward to kiss me so tenderly--right after his second load. And I am sure only I heard him whisper to me not to hurt him.
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