Part 1
Shirts and Skins
I run towards the goal putting all my adrenaline into reaching my destination in time. My body is like a machine running at speeds most can't, and effortlessly even as I turn my view to lock eyes with Kyle who is currently juking every defender on the opposing team, if he wants it to be worth anythying he has to send it to me soon or he will miss the goal, I'm certain. His head flicks up as he squints at me, its confirmation. His foot kicks the ball with such precision and force that its flying at me too fast to catch and dribble. I decide to go for the header as I throw my body forward and head the ball towards the goal. Everything feels slow motion as the ball soars towards the goal keeper... I can hear my breath and heart beat, followed by the swoosh of the net as it flies past him, he wasn't even close. I roll into the grass and jump off the ground getting on my feet like a gymnast with ease, its a small celebration, for the skirmish is over... the first team to 4 points wins. All the shirts run over howling and cheering, some cracking jokes as other pat me on the back or slap my butt, playfully of course. I grin letting out a faint chuckle as Kyle struts over to me. "Nice one man... you're welcome." he says slyly with a grin as he punches my stomach lightly. "You knew you had to give it to me." I bark back raising my eyebrows. Kyle towers over me, I'm tall, about 5 10" but hes taller, standing at 6 1". He pretends to be pissed as he glares down at me, then with a sudden quickness he's shaking his head, letting the sweat from his hair shower down on me like a dog out of a bath. "FUCK DUDE!" I laugh somewhat grossed out, I should've seen it coming seeing as how he does this all the time. I push him away and he laughs turning to strut off to the benches. "Alright, nice job skins, lets wrap it up, clean up the field and head home guys." coach says to us sternly patting me on the back. "Hey, nice header but you could've easily lost control of that ball, catch it next time and use your feet, its what you're best at." he says to me softly, hes a good coach, hes never been to hard on us. "Yea, you're right, got it coach." I reply, my breathe sounding deep as I'm still trying to catch it. Tyler starts to walk over to me, I can see him from the corner of my eye as I untie my kleets. He's shirtless being from the skins team, however most of them have their shirts back on. Knowing him, he's showing off, hes ripped, like 8 pack ripped, and I can't lie he looks good, but in like a, 'I wanna look like him.' kind of way. I find myself lost in thought as I hear muffled words coming from him. "Huh?" I say. He rolls his eyes, thowing his dirty blonde hair back, it stis just at his shoulders. "I said... now I see why." he says, a hint of coldness in his voice. "See what Tyler?" I groan back, sensing a conflict coming. He laughs but his eyes spit fire, "I see why coach made you captain..." the team looks around towards us at the bench, nobody saying a thing. "cuz you kiss his ass!" he barks hitting my open bottle of water onto the grass as it empties. "dude what the fuck? whiny bitch much?" I growl up at him. He spins around quickly charging at me and shoving me to the ground in an instant. I hit the ground hard, it knocks the breathe out of me. I hear the team scrambling towards him, as he kneels down in front of me grabbing my hair to pull my face forward. He spits in it, his cold saliva hitting my face as I wince, too shocked to react. "You like that don't you little faggot." he whispers before the team pulls him up and shoves him away from me. "GO FUCKING HOME TYLER!" Kyle suddenly storms in shoving him again, Tyler almost falls back but catches himself. "Fuck you guys..." he grabs his bag and books it for the sidewalk where he parks his bike. Kyle turns to face me still disoriented on the grass, he grabs my hand and pulls me up. "You okay bro?" he says patting me on the back. I nod, gulping, feeling so much at once, my mind and body are so exhausted. "You wanna ride back with me? he looks at me, a concerned look in his eyes. "No bro I'm good, I just need to walk it off and get home, gonna need sleep for the game this weekend, Tyler will get over it." I say blowing the whole thing off. Tyler watches as I grab my bag and wobble to the fields edge where it meets the sidewalk. "Alright, see you tomorrow in class!" he shouts. I turn and nod with a slightly fake smile then proceed on the sidewalk. The sun is setting and its getting dark. My walk is about 30 minutes but I don't mind it. I tend to think a lot after practice, the adrenaline gets my mind racing. I think about what happened with Tyler and what he called me... a faggot. Did he just call me that because I'm nice? I'm not what everyone may originally picture when they think of a team captain but coach made me captain for a reason. I'm a good leader and a strong player. I pause looking down at my feet as they hit the pavement wondering if he called me that because he knows something I don't. I'm not gay... I don't like guys thats not normal. I mean, I've never put much thought into my sexuality but I know I like girls... I mean Kylie literally blew me last week in the locker room and it felt great... so I'm not gay. I gulp, thinking about Tyler walking over to me, the way my eyes lingered on his happy trail leading up from his waistband, and the way the sweat trickled down his abs. I feel a stirring in my shorts then quickly snap out of it as a car zooms past me. Time seems to go faster when walking, for now its dark, and only the infrequent streets lights light my path. The wind is chilly but feels good. I feel myself gritting my teeth from the sudden realization I may be attracted to Tyler. I shake my head and take a deep breath trying to reset my brain. I center myself, my body is tired and sweaty. I feel immese hunger, and to be honest, I feel horny. I think about the meatloaf waiting for me at home that mom said she was gonna make tonight. I also think about the warm shower I'll take and the comfy bed I'll lay in, and the hot jerk off session I'll have in it. I pick up my pace not being too far from home as I walk along the quiet road that passes a woods just a few blocks from my neighborhood. Sweat drips down my face and I lift my soccer jersey to wipe it, revealing my toned abs and happy trail. I grin, feeling confident in my physique, all these years of soccer have paid off. As I continue fowards I suddenly sense a change in the environment... something feels eerily quiet and the wind seems to have picked up, a cooler breeze blowing directly down at me as if someone was holding a fan there. I look upwards but nothing is there, just the beautiful starry sky. I do a 360 checking all my surroundings, nothing at all but someting still feels off. I can hear every noise coming from the woods, a russling just to my right in the ditch near the woods scares me and puts goosebumps down my back. "Whos there?" I call out being sure to keep walking and distance myself. Its silent... I can't tell if I'm psyching myself out or not... but I feel like someone is watching me. "Tyler dude is that you?" I call out, worried he may still be upset over earlier. I hear nothing but absolute silence as I backpedal then turn around to start a fast jog, my heart is racing, I can't shake this feeling of dread. As I jog forward, a beam of light suddenly engulfs me, its bright... almost blinding and I feel myself freeze mid jog, my body feels like its crawling through jello as I'm lifted into the air. I can't even move to see whats happening to me, my chest feels tight as I'm unable to breathe, I'm so high up and I try to scream but nothing comes out. Darkness slowly engulfs me until I see nothing... my mind goes dark as well.
Part 2
Cold Metal
My eyes flutter open, everything is foggy and and theres a ringing in my ears... was I hit by a car... am I hallucinating... where am I? Thoughts race from my head as I start to feel the ground with my hands. Its oddly cold... like metal. My vision starts to focus, I appear to be in a room, its bright and everything is white. The room roud with virtually nothing except indents in the walls that look like paneling. It feels unnatural... and I start to feel panicked. "Hello? Where am I?" I scream out. I look down at myself, I'm still in my soccer jersey and shorts... I didn't imagine going to practice... someting happened to me when walking home but its a blur. I stand up, losing my balance slightly, the sound of my feet thudding against the cold ground sounding muffled, my hearing still coming back to me slowly. I wobble towards a corner of the room, feeling even more exhausted then I did after practice. I collapse against the wall and use all my energy to pound. The wall is strong and also feels like metal but has a bright unnaturally white color to it, someting I've never seen before. I spin around seeing no way of exiting from any of the corner of the room... my stomach growls... I'm so panicked and scared I didn't even realize how hungry I was, not to mention my lips are dry and chapped as if I hadn't drank water for days. I sink down into the corner of the room feeling to exhausted and hopeless even stand. I can hear my breathe, it sounds dry and deep. Suddenly I hear a beeping sound, and what appears to be a small light blinking in the center of the ceiling. "Hello?!" I scream surprised by the sudden sign of someone being here. I try to calm myself, maybe I'm just in some sort of weird hospital or something. I hear what sounds like a soft mechanical buzz and pressure being released as a small circle in the center of the room raises up, a small compartment reveling itself as its comes to a stop, only about 2 feet high. I squint, it appears to be a glass and a plate with food. I look away looking around for someone to show themselves and tell me whats going on but there is nothing, just silence following the delivery. "I appreciate it but please if you can hear me... just tell me where I am, and what happened to me." Theres no response. I look at the glass, appears to be water in it, I lick my lips unable to resist as I stand up and walk over to the compartment kneeling down to grab the glass, I look around hesitantly and start to chug it. The water is cold and tastes so good... the best glass of water I've ever had to be honest. I look at the plate, bread, it looks perfect as well... almost too perfect. Behind the bread is what appears to be a pill. I look at it feeling an immesne amount of confusion and nervousness all at once. "HELLO! Where am I? I'm not eating your damn bread or pill without someone telling me where I am..." I yell, annoyance flooding from my throat, my words coming out like a kettle about to boil. I feel myself clutching the glass extra tight in my hand as I suddenly lose it and throw it at the wall expecting it to shatter but to my shock it doesnt, it just hits the wall then falls to the ground with a pathetic thud. I kneel there, my body shaking with emotion and panic as reality starts to set in... I think I might be kidnapped or held hostage. I let out a blood curtling scream as I pound my fists into the floor of the room. I feel so scared and lost in this moment, I don't often cry but right now I do. Tears flood to my face as lie my head on the cold metalic floor in a praying position. Suddenly a ringing sound comes from above me, like something from a speaker when you're from two phones that are too close to eachother. I look up fully alert wiping the tears from my eyes, focusing on where I heard the sound come from although I don't see a speaker. "Eat." says what sounds like a low warped mans voice. I feel my lips quiver with fear as I was hoping for a friendlier introduction. My heart drops, someting is not at all right about this place. "Please... please just tell me where I am... I'm begging you, I'm so scared." I cry out pleading... I feel pathetic and helpless in the moment. Trying to revoke some sort of response to the person speaking to me. "Eat and you will be released." the warped voice says again. I gulp nervously, feeling like I have no choice, my hand shakes as I reach for the bread, I try to calm myself. Whats the harm in eating some bread, I am hungry... I tell myself. I put the bread in my mouth, taking a small bite, I chew it slowly, too emotional and upset to stuff my face full with how hungry I am. However, when I taste the bread, its like no bread I've had before... its amazing. I find myself stuffing in my face faster than I've ever eaten before, almost losing myself in how good it is, a soft moan leaving my stuff mouth as I swallow it. I lick my lips, the bread was gone in an instant. "Okay... I ate it." I say softly. I wait a few seconds then get a response, "All of it." echos through the room. I look down confused, then remember the pill. "What is it?" I ask nevously... I get no response. "If I take it will you let me out of here?" I cry out on the verge of tears again. "Yes." the voice says. I hesitate but decide to do it having no other option. I grab the pill and swallow it, it goes down hard. Hopefully I don't die...
Part 3
Aching Pleasure
After the pill gets to its destination... I kneel there waitng to to topple over and foam at the mouth as everything goes dark but it doesn't happen. Instead, I feel body start to feel rejuvenated, the sorness and exhaustion slowly melting away, I stand up looking up towards where I heard the voice coming. "Okay I did it! Now let me go!" I scream out. "Wait." the voice says back sharply, its low and warped toned annoying me. I feel an immense amount of impatient overwhelm me as I run towards the wall full force slamming my fists into it and screaming out "FUCK YOU LET ME OUT OF HERE!!!" with my newfound energy. The screaming and rage I feel seem to go on for ages, until I finally collapse giving up temporarily to catch my breathe. This emotion, this energy, its not natural for me. I tend to be a crier but suddenly I feel more violent and aggressive. I squeeze my fists and sitting against the wall, the veins in my arms bulge like I just lifted weights at the gym. I pant staring at them... feeling not myself at all. I scream and slam them down onto the cold hard floor. I try to calm myself down and focus on my breathing, but my focus leads me elsewhere. The rage I'm feeling reminding me of Tyler, images of him earlier flashing through my head, him pushing me to the ground and spitting in my face. The words faggot echoing in my mind. To my surprise, I don't try to shake the thought of him immediately, instead my mind starts to fantasize, I start to picuture him in the moment where he knelt above, images of him locking lips with mine in a rough hard kiss flashing in my brain so vividly. I try to shake them but I feel like i have no control, they keep going. His lips grazing my neck and biting down hard right on the soccer field. "My faggot." he whisper in my ear as I lay on the soccer field, him pinning himself over me. His hand choking me slightly then moving down abs, and slipping under my waistband. Things I've never thought before suddenly hitting me like a train, he grabs my cock in my shorts and I let out a moan, just before I finally am able to shake it all away snapping out of my trance. I look down, one of my hands is in my shorts, gribbing my fully erect cock tightly... I didn't even realize what I was doing. I pull my hand out quickly and gasp, feeling horrified and confused. The immense horniness is flowing through my body, something I've never felt before... like an aching pleasure that feels so natural but unnatural at the same time. My body shakes, and my cock aches so badly, I mustve been so close to cumming when I snapped out of it. I can't help but grab my cock again... I feel like I need to bust so badly. "What the fuck is happening to me!" I scream out scared but too panicked to even cry. Suddenly I hear another mechanical sound and the sound of pressure being released as the wall across from me starts to move, a small panel sliding away to reveal a hole about waist level. It appears to be dark on the other side... I crawl towards it slowly using one hand as I'm unable to stop jerking myself off. I moan as I hobble towards it. I get about a foot away, staring into it straining... "what do you want." I moan out defeatedly. "Enter the hole." the voice says eerily. "Immense pleasure will follow." it says emotionlessly. I look at the hole nervously... do they mean my dick? They want me to put my dick in the hole? What kind of sick place is this... they are probably recording all this... selling it to creeps online... I'm in a torture sex chamber... "Fuck you!" I yell objecting to the speakers command. My hand has not left my cock... the pressure if building... I feel like I can't help it... I need to cum... I'll just do it quick in the corner where they can't possibly record me. I turn to stand up and walk myself to the corner but before I can even get up I feel something pull me to the ground, an unknown invisible force, suddenly, to metal ring emerge from the floor like magic locking my arms in place, the same happening to my ankles. I'm not able to move anymore, I'm trapped, but thats not even whats bothering me the most, its the fact that my hand isn't around my cock anymore... its just sprung up aching, begging to be stroked... my head falls back in defeat as I scream... "FUCKKKKkkK." my body craving release like never before... I thrash and scream until I can't anymore catching my breathe... I start to cry, my cock twitching. I'm suddenly met with more images of Tyler and me again... hes pulling off my jersey... licking up my happy trail and pinnig my arms above my head, licking at my armpits... I kiss him again biting his lip hard, I reach for my cock but suddenly I'm awoken from my trance again, unable to grab my cock still pinned against the cold floor. "NoooOo.." I groan panting and crying. I glance at the hole on the wall again... it seems to be beckoning to me... my breathe slows as I remember what the voice told me. I gulp... "fine I'll put it in..." I whimper weakly. The floors lets me free... its engineering beyond what I've ever seen but my mind doesn't care... all I care about is my aching cock in this moment as I grab it with my freshly freed hand. I pant staring at the hole... I walk towards it nervously... wondering what lies on the other side. The tip of my cock lies only inches from the holes entrance... I stand there nervously... just wanting to jerk off and bust... I look down at my cock. My balls are heavy and slightly hairy, my cock 7 inches long when erect, nothing out of the usual, but it does appear to be slightly thicker... its pulses are strong. It had to of been that pill... it did something to me. "Enter the hole." the voice booms from above me again... I gulp... then slowly push my hips forward as i grip the wall with my hands. I push forward until my pubes, slightly grown out, push against the holes entrance. The hole is slightly bigger than my cock, as if it were made for this exactly. I stand there nervously... nothing is happening. My cock aches in the darkess of the other side of the hole and I want so badly to pull out and jerk myself off. I'm about to say something when suddenly I hear noises from beyond the wall... a wet sloshing sound... getting closer and closer... its eerily unfamiliar... it almost sounds like an animal or a creature. I hear what sounds like a chirp or coo from a small animal... it scares me and I go to pull my dick out of the hole but before I can I'm met with another force similar to before that slams me back into the hole. my waist and ankles being suddenly glued in place... "NO... what is that please... I'm scared..." I cry out terrified... but I'm suddenly met with something I was expecting...a warm wet feeling around my aching cock... it reminds me of Kylies mouth... the girl I occassionally get head from at school, but better. I hear a squelching sound and what seems like a high pitched purr as the warm wet feeling reaches the base of my cock. The feeling is amazing... beyond words incredible as my cock is sucked with precision. Its so good that I don't even seem to care who or what is on the other side... I just let it happen. "fuckkk yeaaaa." i groan uncontrollably as my cock pulses in the warm mouth that feels like a million warm mouths worshipping my cock all at once. A bar up near my hands resting against the wall above me suddenly emerges... I grip it instinctively and start to thrust into the hole, allowing me to fuck the mouth on the other side. Its strange how accomodating the room is for my sexual pleasure but I don't care. All I wanna do is nut... I feel the testosterone flowing through me, the urge to fuck like a buck in rut so immense that its all that matters. I throw my head back in pleasure getting close to nutting. Images flood my head once again, Tyler is pinning me against a tree, kissing me hard... he slides down... pulling my shorts down as his lips wrap around my cock sucking slow but deep. "fuckkk tyler... ur so hot..."I moan lost in the fantasy... "I'm gonna bust..." I grunt as I open my eyes to look down at my cock going in and out of the hole, giving it one last strong thrust into the hole. "FUCK YESS!" I scream and moan so loudly as I pump my nut into the mouth beyond the hole. "fucking takee ittt." I groan as I hear a squelching sound. The mouth is milking me with unearthly precision, I can feel its insides wrapping around me so perfectly. My body twitches as I give them the last of my nut, I hear them pop off my cock with a wet sloppy popping sound. I catch my breath, sweat dripping down my face and body... I bite my lip pulling my cock out of the hole. A strange almost glowing slime seems to coat my cock like a lubricant... its like nothing I've seen before. I squat down slowly, still hearing that cooing almost purring sound from before and wanting to see who it is. I lean in... its dark but I can somewhat see, I look for where the sound is coming from, and suddenly my eyes widden in horror... a glob like creature... like purple tranlucent gelatain but with veins and and mouth is lying there... it chirps at me and I see my cum dripping from its mouth... I scream falling backwards only to awaken in my bed...
(to be continued)
