The Recruited Wrestler

Liam pulls out of my sore hole and grins. He reaches around to my throbbing cock and continues to work it without any objection from me. How could I have given into him so easily? Confused, I just stand there, letting the warm water flow over me. Liam turns me toward him.

“How was that, Coleman?” His voice is confident, but his eyes still looking for my approval.

I don’t respond immediately, I just stare at the fuzz on his chest and watch it slowly rise and fall with his breath. “It was fine,” I admit, not knowing what else to say to him. I rinse off my sweaty body and then walk out of the showers, leaving him there alone, confused. I towel off, poking gently at my sore hole, dabbing away the cum oozing out of it. I slowly get dressed, pulling on a pair of white compression shorts and a muscle tee. As I slip on my joggers and hoist my backpack onto my shoulders, Liam comes out, clearly wanting more of me, but not as aggressive.

“Do you wanna come back to campus? I’ll introduce you to my frat. They’re chill guys, and they like it when I bring home guys to drink with.” He steps closer to me, his muscled body still dripping. “Please Coleman, it’d be fun,” he begins to see the doubt in my expression and calms down a bit more.

“I don’t know, Liam. It’s getting to be late afternoon and I just want to go home and sleep.”

“You’d enjoy the frat. They’re good guys,” he begins trying to defend his claims, “They’ll treat you like one of their own, and maybe we’ll even let you in without pledging.” His statement grabs my attention

“And if I want to leave because I’m not comfortable?”

“I’ll let you,” he reassures.

I nod slowly and let him use my towel to dry himself. As he runs it up over his head, I quickly grab it and wrap it tightly around his head, encasing him and beginning to suffocate him. I maintain my grip as much as possible, trying to subdue the jerking and flailing of the jock. For once in this situation, I’m the alpha, and he’ll have to do things according to me.

“With me agreeing to come with you to the frat house, I have a few of my own terms to make sure I’m safe.” I push him down to the ground and put my foot on his neck, reciprocating what he had done to me only around a half hour before. I tear the towel off of his head and let him breathe. “First, you’re going to respect me; none of that bullshit from earlier, and no touching me without me letting you.” He continues to struggle. “Second, if I am uncomfortable, you take me home. Third, I want to be respected by the frat, and I want to not have to feel like im proving myself to anyone at any point. I will beat the shit out of all of you if I don’t feel respected.”

He scoffs at my last remark, and I respond by giving him a substantial kick to the gut. I remove my foot and let him get up, handing him his clothes while he looks at me with an angry face.

We walk out into the empty gymnasium, my steps cautious, as not to provoke him. I walk directly next to him and wave to my coach as I walk out the double doors that lead to the exit of the building. The crisp spring air and chilly breeze ruffle my shirt. I take a long whiff of the fresh air after having been trapped in a dank locker room for an hour.

Liam unlocks and steps into his Jeep Wrangler. He smiles at me and leans in to me. “Can I kiss you on the neck? I don’t wanna be that guy you think of as having no feelings.”

“Once. Just once.” He leans the rest of the way in and presses his lips against my neck, taking his time and savoring my skin. He releases after a few seconds and starts his Jeep, leaving me strangely wanting more of him.

I look out the window at the billowing clouds in the distance, my mind playing out scenarios of what could happen once I arrive at the frat, each one making me more and more uneasy about the guys there. Liam places a hand on my thigh, and I don’t think to retaliate until a few minutes later.

“What did I tell you about touching me, Liam?” I growl.

“Oh, sorry,” he removes his hand reluctantly from my muscular thigh. “I just thought that maybe we were on better terms than in the lockers, bro.”

“Hardly. We’re just on my terms now.” Not gonna lie, saying that felt good. It made me feel as if I had more control over him, and that he was going to begin to listen to what I wanted. I look over to him to see his face looking awfully melancholy, a straight line for a mouth, turned down slightly at the edges as if he were hurt, but his masculine stubble and strong jaw say otherwise. His hazel eyes look content, under furrowed and thick eyebrows that add a seriousness to his demeanor.

We arrive at the frat house shortly after, and he silently gets out of the car. I decide to leave my things and immediately follow him up to the doors of the frat. A dark oak, hand-carved wood. The house looks like a new build, but it has a traditional grandeur that says otherwise. I’m surprised by how well it has been kept by a group of college boys. Maybe they won’t be so bad. Upon walking into the house, my eyes are drawn to a large, glass chandelier, in a large foyer with a rod-iron staircase heading up to the second floor. He leads me into the kitchen where I meet the first frat boy:

“Hey, I’m Trevor,” he extends his hand and offers me a seat at the counter.

“Nice to meet you, I’m Coleman.” I shake his hand firmly and confidently, making sure that he knows that I’m not one to mess with. He’s around the same height as Liam, a tad shorter. He has dark brown and wavy hair. His deep brown eyes pierce into my mind as he smiles sweetly at me. He’s a skinnier guy, but defined nonetheless. I snatch a quick look at his body and notice chest hair coming out from a plunging neckline on his long-sleeved flannel. A skinny lumberjack, a rightfully earned name. He looks like he spends a fair amount of time in the sun.

“Coleman is the star wrestler at Melbourne High.” Liam says, somewhat pridefully. “Trevor’s a volleyball libero.”

“I am,” he confirms.

Ben comes downstairs and calls from the foyer. “Whose voice is that? I don’t recognize it,” he says, slightly jogging into the kitchen.

“This is Coleman,” Liam says, hugging Ben. Ben looks a lot like Trevor. He’s a few inches shorter, around 5’11, and paler as well. His features are more boyish, and his hairless face and arms make him look about my age. “

“I’m Ben.” He pulls me into a bro hug. “I’m a swimmer here.” He flexes his muscles and smiles. Something about him makes my cock twitch a bit.

“Take that shirt off,” Trevor demands jokingly, but Ben complies. He slips it off and exposes a perfectly smooth chest and abs, with the tiniest bit of a happy trail below his belly button. He flexes again, and this time I get a good view of his defined pecs and beautifully cut abs. He turns around and flashes a perfect ass below his boxers.

“Fuck bro! You can’t do that in front of a high schooler!” Trevor reprimands him, causing Ben to blush slightly.

“I’m 18, I don’t give a fuck,” I say, somewhat in defense of my manliness. "Plus, you already decided it would be fun to rape me, so, whatever."

Trevor looks over at Liam and furrows his brows. "You did what to him?"

Liam reaches out and pulls me into his body, shocking me at first, but I soon know that I can't fight it. “This is gonna be one of our new frat members.” Liam completely ignores Trevor's interrogation of what I said.

“Bro, you know that Nick doesn’t like you just instituting new boys into our frat before they’ve pledged.” Trevor’s voice sounds cautious.

“I know, I know. I’m not saying he’s a part of it, I’m just saying that I want to bring him into what we do here. Not all of it, but just enough to get his interest heightened on our frat instead of another.”

“You sure he’s gonna want to do what we do?” Trevor’s remark makes Ben grin.

I feel my stomach churn as Liam begins to rub my body. “I’m sure you’ll get him to love it once you see his body,” he begins to slip my shirt off, increasing his grip even more.

Trevor unbuttons his flannel and stands up, exposing his beautifully hairy body. He begins to rub mine, and I begin to squirm. “I’ve had my fair amount of trouble with Coleman, but he knows that I’m much stronger than him and that I’ll have no problem punishing him for being disrespectful, if I need to. But I don’t think I’ll have to. Will I, Coleman?”

I gulp before answering. I open my mouth but nothing comes out, not even a sound. I slowly nod as Liam runs his hands down my shorts and under my compression, beginning to massage my young cock.

“How big is he?” Trevor kneads my pecs before slowly making his way down below my underwear line.

“He’s around average. I think that he’ll do well with a penis pump.” Liam damages my confidence by saying that, but I still continue to maintain my composure, showing that by taking the violation, that I can take more than he thinks, and that I really am a man.

“Please stop,” I finally raise my voice.

Liam laughs at me and pulls down my pants, revealing my unimpressive four inch dick. Ben strips down and pulls out his thick, seven incher. He must be much thicker than Liam. Trevor does the same, revealing a tan, uncut cock with a trimmed bush.

The three begin to feel my body, and Liam lets me go so he can feel my ass. I use this as a chance for me to escape.

I wrest my body from the three jocks, and dart to the door. Liam quickly follows me, and before I can get the door unlocked with my sweaty hands, he's there to crush me against the door.

"You're gonna wish you hadn't tried to run from us. He pushes me down hard against the ground, my head slams into the tiled floor of the foyer and he kicks me hard in the stomach, causing me to curl up into a pitiful ball of emasculated jock. I feel a tear roll down my left cheek onto the floor. This is eerily like what happened in the locker room. Ben picks me up and takes me upstairs to Nick's room, by far the biggest, with a California king fitting comfortably within it. He then throws me down onto the linoleum flooring and winds me. I try my hardest to muster enough strength to defend myself, but before I can I feel Liam beginning to punch my gut.

"This is what you fucking get for thinking that you could escape us!" He stands up, satisfied with his short work of me. "Trevor, put him on the bed."

Trevor shoves his massive cock into my mouth, forcing the entirety of it down my throat not yet knowing, and I don't even think caring that I can't deep throat. My body heaves as I gag, while on the other end of me, Liam stands triumphant while watching Ben beginning to suck my cock.

The two make quick work of me before Ben lines his massive cock up to my tightened hole. He spits on it and then tries to push it in but I yelp in response. He decides to pull out and eat me out. His tongue flicks against my hole. "I can taste your cum, Liam," he says, grinning as his blue eyes meet my own. He laps up the remaining cum, and then shoots his tongue into my tight hole, wetting it with his spit and slowly spreading it. Tears develop in my eyes from the forceful facefucking and forced deepthroating that Trevor is putting me through, his massive cock making my throat bulge as it slide in an out of it, with no regard for my gagging. Liam begins to feed Trevor his cock while Ben once again aligns himself with my now, well-eaten ass. He slowly glides in, expanding my ring as I begin to breathe more heavily. I yelp as he forces the rest into me, but I can't react much due to Trevor's cock practically suffocating me.

Ben doesn't wait to get rough, he Immediately starts pounding me relentlessly. His loud moans accompany the sound of hiss balls slapping up against my ass. Trevor grins at him and looks interested in what I have to offer, but he quickly returns to sucking off Liam. Ben's hard cock pushes against my prostate and I continue to moan loudly. Trevor jerks his slobber covered cock until he drops his load all over my face and onto my neck. He laps up my sweat off of my abs and makes me clean off his cock. Soon enough after, while Ben is still breeding my tight boy-pussy, Liam gives me my second facial while licking Trevor's sweat pits and nips. His load isn't ass impressive, but considering he had drained himself in me it's still impressive. Ben begins to really pound me, and from his loud groans and erratic bucking, I can tell that he's getting close to cumming. Before I can catch a glimpse of it though, Trevor sits down right onto my face, and forces me to eat his beautiful sweaty hole. His fuzzy ass seems to turn me on, but not as much as when he takes his hands and plays with my balls and rock hard cock. He stifles a few moans and.

Ben unloads his thick warm load into me, and keeps his cock lodged deep inside so I am completely filled up. After about five minutes, he retracts his semi-hard cock and has Trevor clean and polish it with his mouth. Trevor dismounts me and pulls Ben in for a kiss.

Liam approaches my panting and exhausted, well-used body. "You're gonna meet Nick tonight. I want you on your best behavior. You will refer to him as 'sir.'" He grabs my neck and chokes me out, but there's nothing I can do with how weak and tired I am. I feel my body letting go, and for the second time today, everything fades to black.