Hazed by the soccer team

Though I am only 19 I have been out to myself for a few years though I am scared to tell people outside of my very close friend group. Especially I am afraid to tell anyone about my weird kinks and fetishes how I get impossibly turned on by the look, feel, taste and smell of long over the calf socks and manly feet wearing them or how I dream of being tied up and mistreated. So I am sure you can imagine the combination of excitement and fear I had pumping through my veins after the college soccer team decided to target this twink.

The soccer jocks are the hottest guys in school and the know it! They always push nerds and twinks around tell people how to act and if you don't listen to them you will regret it! Which I found out on my own. One day the soccer team decided that the spot where me and my friends were sitting at to eat lunch was the spot they wanted to sit at to eat their lunch. "Hey you!" I herd team leader Toms voice echo through the hall "Yeah you fucking pieces of shit there! Get the fuck out of our spot." Me and my friends were not sure if they were talking to us so we kept sitting there then they come up to us. "Are you deaf? Get the fuck off my spot!" he shouted right in my face. My friends left immediately but I was done with this. I was done with them bossing everyone around so I kept sitting on the same spot looking at Tom the team leader and asked him "Why should I? I was here first." Tom looked at me with confusion at such audacious behaviour "Listen boy, you get off of our spot and we will leave you alone. Or else..." "Or else what?" I say looking him straight in the eyes. The rest of the hallway was silent as the soccer team started whispering and ooing at me. "Well... I will remember that..." Tom said with his nose pointed up looking down at me. He has a very aristocratic face. His parents were loaded, dad was an oil company owner so he provided for the family and this was very much noticeable in Toms attitude towards everyone. He looked at everyone who wasn't one of his athlete friends or a hot girl with absolute disdain. He had all the nicer things in life. Expensive brand name clothing, a few Rolex watches and a good fashion sense so it always looked opulent rather than tasteless.

So a few days since the incident had passed. I was living in fear that I would get mugged or something on my way to my dorm. It didn't help that I lived in the same dorm with Tom and his soccer buddies. Now and again I would see them giving me glares, I'd get threats in my room one of them was cut out of newspaper and said "You will regret your decisions slave". Which confused me a lot but I didn't pay much mind to it as I had to study. They would target me by pushing me out of the way even when I wasn't in their way. I couldn't tell teachers about it because the soccer team was very important to us as our soccer team was the best one around and we couldn't loose them so teachers closed their eyes on players behaviour. Now it has been a month since the incident all the threats kept piling up, the soccer boys still pushed me around, I had faced them a few times by this time and honestly wasn't even scared of them anymore. They seemed like big but very little substance. Though I have herd stories of them hanging people from light poles, tying with duct tape to toilets and doing other horrible things I hadn't experienced any so I was pretty self-assured that everything was fine until one day after classes I came back to my dorm to, like usual, start studying up for the upcoming exams, do homework. I find another threat this time it was written with a pen "You will be repaying us big time because we won't let you get away with this easily". Once again I threw it onto the pile of threats that I've gotten and started studying. I studied with my roommate and my best buddy Jason for a bit until I got hungry. Jason a man who was way more social than I was had already went out for coffee and had his dinner before so I went to the local grocery store alone.

It was dark outside, the only thing lighting up the streets being street lights. As I walk to the store I have my headphones in and music blasting loudly. Suddenly I feel something in front of my face. It's a cloth! It had an odd chemical smell to it and I immediately started panicking and trying to wiggle as I felt arms grab at my limbs there was something behind me it felt like a chest that I was pushed against until I started falling asleep. I hear sounds around me they are kinda hazy but I can hear them as they start getting clearer. I open my eyes everything around me blurry but getting sharper. I have a slight headache but that was the last of my concerns as I realised that I couldn't move my limbs at all. I look around me and the room is empty. I vigorously try to wiggle out of the chair and scream but all that comes out is "MMMMPHG..." I was gagged with a dirty soccer sock. It tasted amazing but I was mad. Then I hear the door open. "Well well..." an alarmingly snooty and familiar voice exclaims "you woke up I see." Tom walked from behind me and stood in front of me with a condescending look in his eyes. He looked hot when he was dominant like that in his soccer gear. Black shirt with red stripes by Nike a motive that continued onto his Nike shorts, Nike socks with his black Nike shoes. "So what are you gonna say now bitch?" He looked at me as I had a soccer sock in my mouth and a soccer sock tied around like a ball gag to keep it in. My jaw was in pain. "MMMPH..." I say as I try to wiggle out now realising that I have on soccer gear myself. "You know we thought about how brave you were to face us and honestly I think that's worth taking you onto our team" Tom said as other soccer guys gathered around me all towering above me as I try to wiggle out of my ties hoping no one notices my big ass boner. "But as you know whenever a new team member comes into a group there is a tradition that they should be hazed". I can't even imagine what they might do to me and hope they don't notice how hard I am getting from being tied up and dominated.

With fear in my eyes I look at Tom. Tom looks around at his teammates and says "you taste those socks in your mouth? Yeah that's hazing socks we all wear them week after week and we never clean them. They must taste absolutely disgusting!" And yes they did but it only made me more turned on the texture of the cloth up against my lips and my tongue feels so nice and the taste is ecstatic. I was still fighting against the ropes I was tied by "Huh... he's a feisty one we should teach him a lesson on how to calm down!" said the tallest jock. He had a very deep voice and though he was tall and muscular he looked intelligent in his blue soccer gear as he was the goalkeeper he had different colour gear. He was a brunette, tan skin, brown eyes and his plump lips were constantly in a smirk. "Yeah make him pay for what he has done!" said the blonde guy standing to his right. He was average height but had beautiful blue eyes. Tom started taking off his shoe as the tall brunette went out of my sight. As I turn my face back at Tom he is closer to me than ever towering on top of me with his shoe in his hand. "Well aren't you up for a surprise!" He said as he put his smelly stinking shoe on my face. Covering my mouth and my nose so all I can smell is his shoe and foot odor! I hear the sound of duct tape being ripped over the howls and cackles of other boys as the tall brunette and Tom tie my head shut with the shoe. "Good job Mike!" Tom said as him and tall brunette high fived each other. Now I could only breath the stinky, disgusting soccer shoe tied onto my face. The guys were taking pictures of me as the blond guy says "Yo dudes! I got an idea!" he pulled up my shirt and started writing on my stomach as I wiggled around when he got to my ticklish spots. "So you're ticklish... we will test that out later!" Tom said with a smirk on his face. Everyone was cackling and taking pictures of me in this position. The shoe odor was a lot but the humiliation was something else entirely as I had put my head down in defeat. By that point I had popped a huge boner and one of the guys, the shortest guy there though not by much, points at my pants "Fuck they noticed!" I thought to myself almost ready to cry already. "Is he hard!?! Did he seriously get a boner for this?" he screamed laughing and everyone turned to look at the big boner I had from this. "So you are enjoying this huh?" Tom said taking my hair into his hand and raising my head so he could see my eyes which were all watery from all of this humiliation. I look at him and he looks back at me visibly enjoying this "DO YOU LIKE THIS!?!?!?" he screamed at me. I shook my head. He slapped me and asked again "DO YOU LIKE BEING HUMILIATED FAGGOT!?!?!" I nodded. They all started laughing as I notice someone taking a video of me like this. "Well as this does bring you a fair amount of enjoyment I see" Tom said looking down at my pants laughing at my boner "I think we will keep you here because we need to leave for practice now. Have fun!" he said as Mike the tall brunette untaped the shoe off of my face only to put another shoe instead. I thought I got used to the smell but after a breath of fresh air this was back to being awful. As all the boys leave the room I get pushed into a closet where I just sit with nothing to do for hours. It felt like forever. I was in pain but it felt like the biggest pleasure...