Top Dawg

I woke up hungover again.

My head hurt, the sun was too bright and everything just felt achy. At least I remembered where I was this time, I glanced over at the other bed and the kid wasn’t there. I could hear the shower running and glanced over at the clock.

Fuck, we have breakfast in ten minutes!

I jump out of bed and instantly regret it. Everything kind of dips to the side for a moment and I feel like I am going to fucking fall over. I stumble into the bathroom and open the toilet to let out a stream of piss that feels like I’ve held it in for a month. I groan at the relief.

“That you?” He asked, sticking his head out of the shower.

I think to cover my dick for a moment but why bother? This kid has seen everything I have and more.

“Why didn’t you wake me up?” I ask instead of answering.

“You looked like you needed the sleep, I was gonna when I got out.”

I finish and flush the toilet, “Well hurry so I can take one.”

“Just come in.”

I freeze as I wonder if that is a command or not.

“I can wait.”

He opens the shower door completely, “Stop fucking around and get in here.”

I had never really taken a good look at this kid before, well fuck before last night I barely knew he existed. He was cut as fuck, wiry, with some muscle he would be fucking stacked. I glanced at his cock, I can’t help it, its bigger than it should be on a guy his size. It’s not as big as mine but judging by last night, more than capable of getting the job done.

“Hey!” He snaps his fingers and I look up, “My eyes are up here, get in.”

This time it is a command, the tone, the look on his face. I sigh and step in behind him and slide the door closed.

“Here,” he says moving behind me, “Get wet.”

I step under the water and let it fall down my body. God that feels a million times better, I felt myself starting to really wake up…when two hands grabbed my ass.

“What the fuck…” I ask looking behind me.

He is on his knees with a grin, “Lean forward.”

“Come on man, we don’t have time…” I complain but he pushes me forward. I place my two hands out and brace myself on the shower wall. He feel him spread my cheeks and I close my eyes dreading what was next. Something warm touched my hole and I gasped from the surprise. I try to look back but I feel his tongue shoot up my hole and into me, a low moan escapes my lips.

“What the fuck….” I ask, feeling sensations I never imagined before. This wasn’t like my spot, I was still here and aware, but fuck it felt good. “What are you dooooinggggg…..” I cry as he stabs me again and again with his tongue.

“Eating my girl out,” he says before plunging back into me jock hole.

“I’m not a fucking girl…” I growl as more whimpers escape me. He lifts one my knees up and I place it on the side rail, giving him even more access to me.

“You sure?” He asks, a finger slipping under my balls.

“Yeah, look man let’s just…”

He pushes up on the area between my ass and balls and I felt my legs almost give out. A pitiful moan flies from my mouth before I can stop it and he laughed as he rubs his finger around in a circle on the same spot. I go from awake to fuck drunk in seconds…my cock slaps up against my and as I feel myself lean forward to give him all the space he needs. He’s fucking pushing my spot from the outside! He presses two fingers up into my flesh and my voice goes high as I hear myself start to babble.

“Oh yeah….fuck….”

“See? I know all the ways to make my girl feel good. Right?’

 I nod, my eyes closed as I try to hang on to my self dignity if I can.

“You just need your clit rubbed,” he says, digging in harder, making me slam my head against the shower wall in fucking ecstasy. He keeps his fingers on my spot and his tongue goes back to eating me out and I really whine now.

“Ohhh….fuckkk…..yeah….oh please…..”

My voice sounds pathetic as I beg a fucking freshman to eat my ass out and play with my puss….my spot. He really starts to go to down, he is pushing up into my spot as he shoves his tongue further up my ass. I feel like I am climbing the wall now as I try to spread my legs wider apart and push back onto him the best I can.

I look down and my cock so hard its pulling my foreskin back almost painfully. Fuck my body is into this so much even if I am crying inside for letting this kid handle me this way. He keeps this up for about a minute, my common sense drowning in my fuck coma from his fingers and tongue.

He stops and I try to catch my breath, maybe he’s done. My mind stars to unfog as his cock shoves straight into me.

“Fuck” I bark as his cock lodges its way into my tight ass. The pain is instant and I feel myself start to pull away. His hands grab my hips and pulls me back onto it.

“Nu-uh, you know the rules,” he pushes me back down onto this cock and I am biting my bottom lip again from the pain. I feel his hips brush up against my ass and once again this punk has filled my ass with his fucking cock.

“Shhh,” he says as I whimper,”Let daddy make it all better.”

He slides out slightly and I feel myself lean back into him.

The change is so fucking fast, so complete I am not even aware I’m pushing back onto him until he reaches round and tweaks my nipples.

“Fucking love my girls titties…”

I moan in shame as his cock starts to sing in my ass and my shame screams at me to do something. I am slamming back into his thrusts now, once again his cock tickles my spot across the entire length of his cock, each inch one more level of madness for me.

“You like daddy’s dick?’ He asks and I can already feel my face burn with shame as he shoves his hips forward, colliding his cockhead with my spot.

“Fuck me daddy,” my mouth starts to chant, “Fuck me, oh daddy fuck me harder…”

Fuck I can’t believe what this kid does to me, I feel like crying I am so fucking shook but I can’t stop begging him to fuck me even for a second.

“Tell daddy how much his girl loves this…”

“Oh daddy your cock…feels so good….”

“Where?”

“In my pussy, oh daddy fuck my pussy…..”

I mentally scream to shut the fuck up but I can’t, his cock is just too much.

“Fucking alpha stud begging to be fucked. This is what you always wanted Archie, this what you craved. A fucking fat cock up your ass, didn’t you?’

I didn’t, never, not once.

“Oh yeah….fuck me with that fat cock,” I beg, another part of my soul dies.

“My girl wanna cum?’

My response is instant and needy, “Please daddy, please make your girl cum….please…”

He reaches around as he slams his hips all the way into me and grabs my rigid cock. I make a startled sound because just his hand makes my whole brain quiver with lust.

“Fuck why did god waste such a fucking cock on you,” he swears as he starts stroking me.

“Oh kid please, fuck kid, daddy,” everything falls out  of my mouth as I feel my dick get ready to shoot.

“Cum for me baby, show daddy how much you like to get fucked.”

“Cumming, cumming….” I whine as his cock slams my spot and I black out for a moment. It feels like I am falling as my dick just spits cum out shot after shot. I don’t even know who I am anymore, all I know is that this cock makes me cum and I need it all, every part of it.

When I came back I am on my knees in the shower, everything is muffled like I had gone deaf and when I look up I see the kid, stroking his fucking huge cock in front of me. I have no idea what is going on until I see him jerk and start to cum.

I am not even aware I am holding my mouth open until the first shot hits my tongue.

A fucking gallon of hot cum is shot over my face, I flinch from the impact as another rope of it falls smack in my mouth. I feel the tip of his cock enter my mouth as the last of his orgasm is pushed down my throat. I look up in horror as I see him over me, shooting his load right in my mouth.

He pulls it out and smiles, “Damn baby, that was hot.”

I have to swallow the rest of his load before I can breath, I just knelt there on the shower floor, wondering how far I had fallen.

“Don’t dawdle,” he says getting out of the shower, “I know you just ate but you still need to show up for breakfast.”

He walks out of the bathroom as I try to rinse the taste of him out of my mouth, I am sobbing under the water as I realize, I can still taste him, and most likely will the whole day.

We went downstairs where the team was having breakfast. The guys had already claimed a table so I went over there and sat down.

“Hey man,” Cooper said as I sat down, “So did you wreck him?”

“What?” I asked, my head still a million miles away.

“The kid man, did you put him in his place?” Tony clarified.

“Oh, um, yeah sure.”

They all laughed, “What did you do?’

They were all looking at me, waiting for an answer.

“Um, you know, I put him in his place.”

They laughed and Cooper held his hand up for a high five.

I slapped it and they settled in and started to look at the menu. I looked around for the kid and saw him at another table with the other younger players. He saw me look and gave me a wink. I looked away and grabbed my menu, feeling my face burn with fucking shame.

We changed out for the match, I was still feeling completely out of it as I slipped my singlet on.

I didn’t want to admit it but there was an emptiness in my ass, like it was too big now. I had never felt like that before but it was throwing me off. I laced up my shoes and tried to get my head in the game. The coach was telling us something but all I could feel was the hole in my ass.

“You’re losing it.”

I looked up and the kid was standing there. I looked around and the locker room was empty How the fuck long had I been sitting here?

“Look man,” he said sitting next to me, “You gotta focus up, go out there and kick some ass.”

I looked at him with a stricken look, I was terrified if he was going to ask me to do something here or not.

“You’re Archie King man, you’re a fucking legend. You’re third in the country, did you forget that?”

I nodded slightly.

“Well don’t, you’re the fucking man. No one here can touch you, go out there and fuck them up.”

“How can I?” I blurt out.

He looked at me confused.

“After all that…what the fuck man?”

I put my head in my hands and just looked at my shoes.

He scooted closer, “Look man, try to focus for a moment and just listen ok?”

I nodded.

“How do you feel?”

“Like shit.”

“No, not in your head, your body. How do you feel?”

I paused and tried to concentrate and take a physical inventory. I kept waiting for that inevitable knot in my stomach that I had before a match. The ache in my shoulders from the stress, the tightness of my breath…

It was all gone.

I looked up at him in shock.

He was smiling, “See?” In a hushed voice he said, “Look man, you were too wound up. You just needed a release. Don’t you feel better?”

I nodded, I actually did.

“Now take that and go out there and own this fucking place. You’re Archie King!”

I stood up, feeling better, “I am right?’

“Fuck yeah you are.” He said standing up with me.

“You got this.” He said.

“I got this,” I repeated as we walked out into the match.

I could fucking do this.

Sure enough I killed my guy instantly.

It wasn’t even a match, I was so fired up that he didn’t even have a chance to beat me. I came off the mat and the guys were not heir feet cheering, I ran over and they high fived me, I slapped their hands and saw the kid standing next to them, his hand out.

I slapped his hand and smiled, he gave me a quick wink and then walked over to get ready for his match.

My eyes followed him, trying not to stare.

We took the whole day, out of all our matches only two lost, let’s just say the crowd was not happy to see their boys spanked so throughly. We were all on a victory rush, we felt like we were invincible. We started back towards home and stopped off for pizza, a well deserved reward for a day well spent. Again I sat with my guys while the kid sat with his. He hadn’t said a word to me since the locker room, but I was terrified he might come out of nowhere and try to pull something. It was past six when we got back on the road, we had fought like animals, ate like pigs and now wanted to sleep like the dead.

I made my way to the back of the bus and settled in for my normal torture filled ride. Most of the guys just knocked the fuck out and I felt myself drifting off as well. It was dark outside and the coachs had made sure all the lights were off as we drove. My mind was fuzzy as the vibrations did their number on me. My cock was nearly hard under my gym shorts, I had my track jacket over my lap to hide it.

I was about to nod off when the kid sat next to me.

“Hey,” he whispered.

My eyes were wide as I stared at him, “What?”

He smiled, “Relax, everyone is asleep, we’re safe.”

“Safe for what?” I asked in dread.

He gave me a wink and leaned back on the seat. I just watched him, not sure what the fuck he was up to. The bus hit a bump and I gasped as the vibration hit my spot for a moment. He looked over at me with a huge smile on his face.

“Holy shit, I didn’t even think of about that, this must be hell.”

I nodded. Trying fo focus up but I was halfway into a fuck fog and it was just going to get worse. He scooted over and I tried to shove myself into the corner, but there was nowhere to hide. He put his hand on my lap and I jumped from his touch.

He started to pull my jacket off but I grabbed it to keep it in place. He pulled again and I pulled it back, he gave me a stern look and then at my hand. Slowly I removed it and he pulled the jacket off of me.

“Jesus,” he said quietly, “Dude you have a massive dick.”

He wasn’t wrong, my cock was halfway across my hip. The red gym shorts did nothing to hide the bulge, he put his hand over it and stroked it like the thing was a fucking cat.

“Don’t!” I hissed, trying to slap his hand away. He grabbed my hand and held it in place.

“Don’t ever do that again.” He said sternly. He let go of my hand and I dropped it to my side.

He went back to stroking it through the material and I felt my stomach churn as a guy touched my dick. I was actually getting soft from his touch and he noticed. “You really don’t like this?”

I looked around to make sure no one was a watching, “Not from a fucking guy!”

He pulled his hand back, “We’ll see about that.” His hand snaked down my thigh and his fingers dug under the shorts. I jumped and raised my hand to slap it but he gave me a look that froze me in place. His hand snaked under my thigh, I wasn’t wearing underwear so he sipped under my balls and lower.

“Please don’t,” I whispered.

He pressed his finger upwards and hit my spot right in the center. I bit my lip to keep from calling out as I felt my mind just start to fuzz over. He pressed it up like he was fucking doing Morse code, each time a flash of light hit behind my eyes, I was mortified to feel my legs spread.

“There we go,” he said quietly, moving his hand deeper.

“Please,” I whined but he pushed me back, I was leaning against the side of the bus, one leg on the floor, the other on the seat. The kid was between them now, his hand moving lower and lower until I felt his finger tickle the edge of my hole.

“Please..” I beg him, looking around in a panic.

“Shhh,” he said with that fucking grin, “You wanna wake someone up?”

I stopped struggling as his index finger slipped into me. I winced as he pushed it in deeper, it wasn’t as bad as before, fuck please tell me I’m not getting used to this. His second knuckle entered me and I held my breath, because we were both getting a pretty good idea where my spot was.

His fingertip brushed the edge of it and I gasped so loud it scared me. I clasped my hands over my mouth as he barely stroked the surface of my spot. I slid down the seat, pushing his finger deeper into me as I felt my head start to spin. He started to jab up in me, making me jerk in my seat each time. I laid my head against the glass of the bus and closed my eyes as he fingered me over and over. My cock was a mess and I could just lie there and let this kid fucking molest me.

He slipped the finger out and scooted closer, I looked up to see him smiling at me, two fingers penetrated me with a push. My eyes winced as the walls of my ass stung but he knew where to go and within seconds both fingertips danced over my spot and my head fell back again as I started to drool.

“You like that?” He asked in a whisper.

All I could muster was a nod as he traced the edges of my spot with a feather touch. “Want me to keep going?”

TEELL HIM NO! FUCKING SAY NO!!

My head nods again and I think I’m smiling.

He chuckles as I scream in my head.

Now he is attacking it, he doesn’t keep his fingers pressed enough for me to cum but enough to keep me fuck drunk as shit. I’m thrashing my head as I fight down fucking moans, and he is just eating it up.

“Yeah my girl likes getting fingered on the bus doesn’t she?”

I am trying to hold on to my fucking mind.

“Answer me,” he hisses.

I nod, “Finger me please,” I croak out quietly, “Please let me cum…”

“Nu-uh,” he scolds as he hooks his fingers up, making my eyes fly open in surprise. “You cum when you’re a good girl.”

I am trying to keep my hands over my mouth but every time he fucking hits there my limbs jerk all over the place, fuck I am going to scream and wake everyone up.

“You a good girl?”

I nod frantically, praying for him to fucking get me off.

“I don’t believe you.”

I reach over and grab his shirt and pull him close, “I’m a good girl,” I say to his face, “I’m a good girl, please…”

He leans in and kisses me, again my stomach rolls but I am so fucking turned on I respond as enthusiastically as I can. So there I am, the best wrestler at my school, in the back of the bus making out with a fucking freshmen as he fingers me mere feet away from the rest of the team. All it would take is one person coming back here, just curious, checking on me…

The fear is overwhelming but so is the fucking pleasure. My fuck coma is being kept at bay by the terror but I know if he keeps this up I will stop caring…and then I am fucked.

“Please…” I hiss, sounding like I am crying, “I beg you let me cum, please…please…”

“Who’s my good girl?” He asks.

“I am, I’m your good girl, please daddy….please let me cum…”

We stare into each other’s eyes for a long second, I want to see some kind of kindness, compassion, but instead all I see is reckless joy. His finger moves up and jams right into my spot.

“Cum for me baby,” he growls and my head falls back as my cock starts to gush.

I can feel the hot mess in my shorts as my dick empties gallons of cum all over me. I’m whimpering as he makes sure I keep cumming over and over again. Even after I’ve cummed he keeps his finger in place, the fucking feeling is like being jacked off after you’ve cummed except its inside. It hurts like a motherfucker but is also fucking amazing. I grab his head and pull him close, my voice is that of a fucking whore.

“Please stop, please…please….” I kiss him, hoping if I initiate it he’ll give me a break. That finger..fuck I am going to scream…please stop….please….

His finger pulls out and I feel like a puppet with its strings cut. All of my energy leaves and I fall back mid kiss onto the window.

“See?” He says grabbing my shirt and pulling me down, “Don’t you feel relaxed now?”

He pulls my head onto his lap as my word starts to fade. I feel his hand move through my hair, “Go to sleep baby, I’ll watch over you.”

I snuggle into his lap instinctively and fall into the sleep of the dead.

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