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Subject: The Miller Brothers 2: Ryan and His Teammates This is a work of fiction. Thank you to everyone for the feedback and kind words! If you enjoy reading stories like this, please consider donating to Nifty at: fty/donate.html — “Perfect. Now, lean back… keep your back arched… there you go. You’re learning fast!” Anders gently moved his hand lower on Ryan’s hip, guiding him over the dildo wedged onto the bench. “How’s that feel?” “Fucking amazing,” gasped Ryan. His hole felt like it was about to split open as the thick rubber cock slid up his ass. It had been a busy couple of weeks for the boy. Ever since Coach Velasquez recognized the signs of a budding faggot in the boy, he’d been receiving an education in how to properly worship and service the fat-cocked alphas on the team, including and especially Coaches Velasquez and Jordan. Anders, the team quarterback and cumdump in residence, had taken Ryan and his not-so-virgin hole under his wing to show him how to comfortably and safely take the team’s monster dicks. This pre-practice session was the latest in a series focusing on how to ride dick like a pro. It was going well: Anders was a good teacher, and Ryan was a natural slut. “Remember to keep talking,” Anders reminded. Both boys were wearing jocks, and both already had damp spots in the pouch where their aching cocks were precumming through the fabric. Ryan couldn’t believe how good it felt to play with his hole–Coach Velasquez had been right, he really was born to take cock. Anders crouched near his pupil, watching the boy’s hungry hole swallow the toy inch by inch. “Oh, fuck, Coach, you’re so big! I fucking love taking your big Latin cock, sir, please cum in my fag cunt, coach, I want to feel your seed dripping out of my wrecked teen pussy!” Ryan kept up a stream of filthy expletives as he increased the pace of his thrusting. His abs flexed in his beefy torso as he carefully raised and lowered himself, careful to not let the tip of the dildo slip out of his hairy hole. His thick, furry chest shone with sweat, jock tits heaving with the exertion. “You’re doing great,” Anders said. He slid a hand down to his own hole, feeling the smooth asslips readily accept his probing fingers. Unlike Ryan, Anders was slim and hairless, built for agility and groomed for pleasure. He’d been one of the primary fucktoys for the team for a while, taking more cock than he’d ever dreamed of, so he was glad to see another boy joining to share the load. So to speak. Ryan shifted his weight and groaned, his bulging jock stretching even more than before as the dildo hit just the right spot inside him. “Hey, look at the faggots having a tea party!” Anders turned to see Diego Cortez grinning at them. The tall, toned Latino student was arriving for practice with Mike Lewis, a linebacker and one of the biggest guys on the team. He was also quite tall. Anders was, in fact, currently training Ryan to be able to take every inch of Mike’s fat black cock more easily, though he suspected that Mike didn’t much mind having his bottoms squeal in desperation as he slid into them. “Hello, sir,” Anders said. “What’s up, fag boy? Can’t stop fingering yourself watching the fresh meat? And where’s that little Korean whore hiding?” Diego pawed at his crotch, his bulge already growing through the shiny fabric of his athletic shorts. Beside him, Mike watched with a soft smirk. “No, sir, I can’t stop,” Anders admitted. “I was noticing how tight he was compared to me. Lee is with Coach Velasquez.” He nodded his head to the closed office door, behind which Simon Lee, the towel boy, could faintly be heard moaning as he got his back blown out by the horny coach. Diego rolled his eyes. “It’s been ages since I’ve gotten to breed that slut. Coach needs to learn to share.” “Speak for yourself,” Mike chuckled. “Lee’s always made time for me.” Diego swatted at him. Anders, hoping to redirect the hung studs, moved from a crouch to a kneel and used his fingers to spread his teen fuckhole open, showing off his smooth pink cunt for his superiors. “Hah! Good boy. You faggots hungry for some big brown cocks?” Not one to wait for an answer, Diego was already pulling off his shirt to reveal his nearly hairless, sculpted chest. Nearly hairless, kocaeli escort of course, except for the prodigiously dense happy trail leading down to his bulge. He tossed his shirt in a corner of the locker room, flexed his biceps, and stepped closer to the two white boys near the changing bench. Mike was stripping too, looking more mountain than man with his broad, bulky build. His chest was even more impressive than Ryan’s, similarly dusted with dark curly fuzz. Ryan sat up, the dildo sliding out of his ass with a pop. His pink gape winked at the stripping studs, and Diego groaned with need as he knelt by the bench to tongue-fuck the fuzzy boy hole. He grabbed Ryan’s bubble butt and spread it apart for better access, his tongue swirling lecherously around the sensitive ass lips, tasting the sticky-sweet lube. Anders watched the young alpha dive in eagerly, a twinge in his ass as he remembered that Diego used to be obsessed with his ass alone. Still, there was another fag-fucker in the room who needed worshiping. Anders bent lower, arching his back to jut his bubble butt in the air, and called out to Mike. “Would you like some quarterback pussy, sir?” “You bet I do, boy,” Mike said. He pulled down his shorts to reveal his thick, throbbing cut cock. The head alone was wide enough to make a boy tremble, though the heavy low-hanging nuts beneath would be more than impressive in their own right. Anders groaned at the sight. He’d been the team’s head fucktoy for quite a while, but Mike always made him feel like it was his first time. His actual first time was a treasured memory, one he’d thought back to many times as he pleasured himself, knuckle-deep in his jock hole. It had been a post-game rager, and Diego had been eyeing a chick from across the kitchen who ended up ignoring him in favor of the handsome, blond Anders. Diego had burst into the bedroom right when she was on the verge of slurping down the quarterback’s load. She ran off screaming, of course, but Anders’s escape attempt had been foiled by the pants around his ankles and he fell flat on his face. Making a split second decision, Diego figured that a hole was a hole and pinned the quarterback down for free access. A lot of spit and a few fingers later, Anders was moaning into the floor and Diego had landed himself a tight, hungry hole to fuck. Since that day, Anders figured out the secret to team morale: The boys on the squad, it turned out, were a lot more willing to follow his lead and give everything they had on the field so long as they got some tight, sweet fag hole after the game. It was an arrangement that really benefited everyone, especially once the coaches got involved to formalize the deal. Anders already had offers from several high-profile teams lined up once he graduated, though some of the coaches thought his request for the other players’ Snapchat usernames was a little unusual. When he had some free time, which wasn’t often, Anders liked to rank his prospects by how quickly the boys responded to an impromptu hole pic. But, back to the present: Diego was running his wide pink tongue along Ryan’s fuzzy crack, grunting as he pawed at the boy’s plump, jiggly ass. More importantly, Mike’s bitchbreaker was dangling in front of him, the impossibly thick helmet leaking just a single drop of clear, shining precum. Anders lifted himself up to a kneeling position and opened his mouth obediently. Mike stepped forward, taking his cock in one hand and slapping the white boy roughly around his face with the heavy meat. “Ready for this, faggot?” he asked. “Uh-huh,” Anders moaned. Fuck, he could feel his cunt churning already. Mike roughly grabbed his head with both hands and pushed, hard. Though he’d been expecting it, Anders still nearly gagged as the stud’s cock sheathed itself down his throat, tickling his tonsils. He inhaled through his nose, his breath rustling Mike’s short, curly, musky pubes. “Keep it there, bitch,” Mike said gently, his biceps flexing as he kept up the pressure on the faggot quarterback’s skull. Anders was completely at his mercy, and he fucking loved it. He wriggled his tongue along Mike’s shaft, hoping the stud was enjoying it. From the way his cock was throbbing in his mouth, it seemed like it. Next to kocaeli escort bayan them, Diego had finished lapping at Ryan’s juicy bubble butt and was now rubbing his cock along the boy’s crack. Ryan’s cuntlips, still loosened from his dildo practice, kept catching Diego’s cockhead as he thrust. Eventually Diego gave up trying to tease the boy and just lined up his dick and pushed in, slamming his thick brown shaft into Ryan’s jiggly ass. Ryan moaned like a bitch as Diego spanked a cheek, his abs flexing as he started rocking his hips back and forth. Diego nodded over at Mike and Anders. “Hey, get that little faggot over here, I wanna try something.” Mike pulled his cock out of the quarterback’s throat and it bobbed obscenely in front of him, weighted down by its sheer mass. Anders gasped, feeling empty, but pliantly followed Diego’s lead. He was directed to lie beneath Ryan on the narrow wooden bench. He winked at his acolyte as their damp jocks rubbed against each other, and gently placed his hands on the boy’s hips. Diego once again drove his uncut brown cock deep into Ryan’s ass, and the force of the thrust rocked them both forward. Ryan let out a light moan and Anders felt his bulge throb as the young faggot relished his domination. Not one to be ignored, Mike slipped his fuckstick between the boys’ faces, and the two cockwhores began to hungrily slobber on it. Anders felt his tongue touch Ryan’s as they whimpered and moaned into the linebacker’s cock, and soon the bottoms were full-on French kissing around Mike. Above them they heard a deep chuckle. “Aw, the little fag boys are in love.” Mike pulled his hips back a fraction to allow them to lavish attention on the shiny, broad cockhead. Behind them, Diego’s sharp, irregular thrusting stopped suddenly. He peered around to watch them slobbering on the black boy’s enormous cock and scoffed. “Fucking maricons,” he grunted. “You faggots will do anything for some dick, huh?” Ryan, impaled with thick stud cock from both ends, only moaned in response. Anders pulled his head back from lapping at Mike’s shaft briefly to say, “Anything you want us to do, sirs.” Mike slapped him lightly for the unauthorized lapse in service. Diego snorted somewhat humorlessly and turned back to the fat white ass in front of him. He spanked it again, admiring how quickly the red handprint formed on Ryan’s smooth skin. Diego pulled his cock out of the young cumdump’s rapidly loosening cunt, admiring the twitching pink gape. He squatted a little bit and lined himself up with Anders’s familiar hole instead, a satisfied groan escaping his lips as he slid into the practiced slut. Ryan couldn’t help but pout a little as he felt the Mexican stud slide out of him, but as Diego resumed his thrusting he began to relish the feeling of closeness with his quarterback. Their bulges rubbed against each other, the plump pouches of their jocks slippery with precum, and Ryan could feel Anders’s smooth, flat chest against his own beefy, furry jock tits. Anders lifted his hands from Ryan’s hips and began to tweak the boy’s sensitive nipples, gently grabbing and squeezing the juicy pecs. Ryan secretly hoped that the throbbing of his cuntlips–he could feel the heat himself–would entice Diego to drop his load deep inside him and not Anders. Mike tugged on Ryan’s hair and he got the hint, lifting himself up a little to get a better angle on his teammate’s cock. Mike readjusted himself so Ryan had unfettered access to the entirety of his shaft, his fat balls draped over Anders’s face. The quarterback immediately got to work on them, gently sucking one hefty nut into his mouth at a time, rolling them around and feeling how full of precious stud cum they were. Rumor had it that Mike had needed to shell out for more than one post-hookup oopsie, his seed unexpectedly potent. Anders inhaled deeply, enjoying the musky scent of male sweat. Ryan loosened his jaw as much as he could and concentrated on keeping his cool as Mike pulled him roughly down onto his shaft, forcing himself deeper into the rookie’s throat. “Wasn’t too long since you were watching me soap up this dick in the shower, boy,” Mike said. Ryan’s big blue eyes looked up at him obediently. “Now you’re fucking yahya kaptan escort gagging on it. Lucky little bitch, aren’t you?” Anders twisted his hands and Ryan moaned deeply. “Got your little fag boyfriend tugging on your tits and you love it. When we’re done training you you’ll be so loose that all we’ll have to do is yank down your little short shorts and start fucking you on the field, huh? You’ll keep that fag pussy lubed up for us any time, any where.” Ryan’s hole was twitching so wildly that Diego could no longer resist. He pulled out of Anders and, without missing a beat in his rhythm, re-entered Ryan’s hungry fuckhole. Again stuffed from both ends, Ryan whimpered and began to squirm against Diego’s cock; after a few seconds, Anders realized the boy was cumming in his jock. Diego grinned as he felt the teen’s hole contract around his girthy uncut cock, and moments later he had rammed himself to the hilt inside the bottom, a stream of muttered Spanish expletives falling from his lips as his balls bounced in his sweaty sack, unloading his salty seed pump by pump. As Diego pulled his cock out of Ryan’s cunt, a hot trickle of cum spilled out of the loose hole and began to run down to his already cummy bulge. It didn’t take long for the hole to be plugged by one of Mike’s meaty fingers. He swirled his pointer around his teammate’s hole, relishing the sticky-squishy feeling of a freshly fucked fag pussy. “I’m gonna do you a favor, white boy,” he said. Ryan’s back was sharply arched to accommodate the linebacker’s reach; though Mike had a long reach, it was still a challenge for Ryan to allow him access to his hole while keeping the cock all the way down his throat. “I’m gonna cum all over your pretty little face and your fat little muscle tits, and give you a couple more days to practice with that dildo. But the next time I see you shaking that fat ass near me, I’m not stopping until this little Swedish faggot here is licking up my black babies straight from your cunt.” Ryan tried to keep a straight face. He was, admittedly, relieved that he wouldn’t have to take Mike just yet. Anders felt his cock throb, still pinned beneath Ryan. Mike pulled out of Ryan’s throat and started stroking his cut cock. Slick with spit and precum, his hand slid easily over the veined shaft and twisted artfully around his head. Anders felt the stud’s balls tighten closer to his body, ready to drop their load. “Unh!” Mike said, yanking Ryan’s hair to steady himself. Ryan opened his mouth obediently as his head was forced back, and was rewarded with a hot, salty-sweet load of fresh cum on his tongue. After the first few pumps coated the boy’s face, Mike aimed his cock lower, decorating the boy’s heaving, sweaty pecs with the last few spurts. It trickled down his sternum, getting lost in his fur. When he was sure Mike was done, Ryan licked his lips and swallowed, enjoying the taste on his tongue. He opened his mouth again for inspection and Mike snorted. “Faggot.” It was a compliment disguised as an insult, as both boys knew. “Later, fags,” Diego called as he and Mike headed to the showers to rinse off their sweat. Mike said something in a low voice and Diego cackled, glancing back at the two bottoms on the bench. As the footsteps faded around the corner of the locker room, Ryan slowly lifted himself off of Anders. He had nearly crushed the skinny teen, but the quarterback didn’t seem to mind. Anders’s jock was nearly see-through from the dampness. “I’m sorry you didn’t get to cum,” Ryan said. “Would you like me to–” “Oh, no, it’s fine,” said Anders. “I’m not allowed to, anyway. It makes me hornier.” Ryan frowned a little and was about to say something. “Look at it this way,” Anders said. “It’s a free country. But it could be a free country where I’m constantly horny to get banged like that. You seem to enjoy getting fucked so much that you wouldn’t be able to stop yourself from cumming, though.” “Yeah,” Ryan said. “I’ve learned a lot about myself lately.” Anders chuckled. “Speaking of learning…now’s a good time to get back to practicing.” Ryan started to protest. “But–they just finished–I just–” “Do you think the team will like it if you wanna tap out halfway through a gangbang? C’mon, we can use Diego’s cum as lube.” Ryan licked his lips. It was a tough job, being a slut, but at least the benefits were good. He stretched his legs quickly, and then squatted down on the dildo. Anders slipped back into helpful-team-captain mode. “Okay, great. Keep going…”

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