Everything became clearer on the first road-trip. Steve had been friendly, if a little distant, when they first moved into the room. But that night, after they had dinner with the team and returned to the room, Steve excused himself, saying he was going to take a shower. Ten minutes later, Steve was back in the bedroom, with a towel wrapped around his waist. “You know, Corey,“ the older boy said, “it’s been a long day. You probably could use a shower yourself.”
Corey normally took his showers in the morning so he was tempted to demur, but he was intimidated by the team’s big star so, instead, he got up, walked into the bathroom and took a shower. Then, emulating Steve, he just wrapped a towel around his waist and returned to the bedroom. Steve was on his bed, but the towel was no longer around his waist; it was wadded up on the floor. Steve was naked and he was stroking his hard dick, which looked to be a good eight inches.
“Have a good shower, Corey?” Steve asked when he looked up at Corey. Even as he asked this question, he continued to stroke his big erection, totally unfazed, as if having another dude walk into a room where he was whacking off was the most normal thing in the world.
“Ah….yeah,…I guess so,” Corey responded, feeling himself blush, not sure where to look.
Steve looked a tCorey and smiled. “Nothing to be embarrassed about, Corey. I’m just horny all the time during the season. I don’t know what it is, but there’s something about a big game coming up that really gets me all hot and bothered.”
“Yeah,” Corey responded after a long pause, “I can see that.”
“You know, Corey,” Steve went on, “if you wouldn’t mind, I always get off a lot faster when another dude jacks me off.”
“Ah, I don’t know about that, man,” Corey stammered, feeling his face getting hot. “I mean…we’re both dudes.”
“So what, bro?” Steve replied, still smiling at the Corey. “You’d just be helping another bro out. Doesn’t mean you’re gay or anything. It’s no big thing, bro. Just come over here and stroke it for me.“
This last sentence was said with just enough intensity that, before he realized what he was doing, Corey found himself walking over to Steve’s bed. Steve smiled up at Corey and then reached up with one hand, grabbed Corey’s wrist and guided the boy’s hand down to the hard dick jutting straight up from his groin. “That’s it, bro. That’s it,” he murmured as Corey slowly closed his fingers around Steve’s cock and began to stroke it up and down. The next thing Corey knew, he was sitting on the bed, jerking the quarterback off.
Things moved in a blur after that. Corey became aware that Steve had his towel and now he was naked, too. Then he shivered as Steve took Corey’s dick in his hand and began to gently jerk him off. Corey vaguely remembered feeling embarrassed as his own boy-cock rose up into a full but much smaller erection. It was only when he felt one of Steve’s fingers intently probing his asshole, that he moved to get away. There was a brief, one-sided struggle which ended up with Corey on his back looking up at the older boy as Steve maneuvered his hard cock until it was tightly abutting the younger boy’s tight butthole. “No,” Corey managed to shout, before Steve’s hand covered his mouth and the older boy slowly forced his dick deep into Corey’s virgin ass and then began fucking him with slow, sure strokes.
The pain of the initial penetration was awful and Corey could hear himself howling, even though it was muffled by Steve’s hand. But as Steve continued to fuck him, the pain slowly eased until Corey was shocked to realize that his own dick was hard again but was leaking pre-cum all over the place. By the time Steve achieved his orgasm and spewed his cum deep inside Corey’s guts, Corey was frantically thrusting his own ass up to meet every thrust of Steve’s dick into his pussy and was urging Steve to “fuck me, fuck my pussy” over and over again. Corey managed to shoot his own massive load of creamy cum just as Steve was dumping his up Corey's new cunt.
Later, after they’d both recovered from their exertions but while Steve still had his big dick fully buried inside Corey’s now cum-coated pussy, Steve explained everything to the boy. Steve had always been an unusually sexually active boy, even in high school. He had started out fucking girls but, soon enough began experimenting with boys, too, only to discover that he actually preferred fucking dudes. He was good-looking enough that finding willing partners wasn’t that difficult, but he could never find any one guy who could handle him and his dick full-time. He needed to get off at least three or four times every day and that was just too much for any one guy to manage, at least the guys he knew, so he always had two or three boys he was fucking at any given time. In college, though, he had met Brad, another freshman, whose need to be fucked perfectly coincided with Steve’s own sexual drive and they’d pretty much settled down into a perfectly happy monogamous relationship, one in which Steve was getting off the three or four times every day. The problem was that Brad wasn’t with Steve when the team played their away games, and this forced period of sexual abstinence had a markedly adverse effect on Steve’s efforts on the playing field.
During his sophomore year, Coach Turner had noted the wide disparity in his performance on the road compared to the numbers he put up at home and had questioned his quarterback closely as to its possible causes. Eventually, Steve had explained that it was probably related to his lack of sex with his boyfriend during their road trips, which left him all tense and jittery. Coach Turner, who’d been banking on having Steve as his starting quarterback for the next three years, had mulled this problem over and arrived at a proposed solution - they’d find some boy on the team who could sexually service Steve on these road trips.
When Steve told Brad about the Coach’s proposed solution, his lover was dubious but, knowing how important football was to his boyfriend, he agreed to let him try it out. With Steve’s help in pointing out other dudes he thought were hot, Coach Turner selected Mike Phipps, a junior, as Steve’s road fuckboy. Mike had been somewhat taken aback by his Coach’s proposal, particularly since, being totally straight, he wasn’t anxious to have any other dude fucking his ass, but being a scholarship player who really hadn’t been living up to the Coach’s expectations on the gridiron, Mike saw it as one way of guaranteeing that he wouldn’t be cut and lose his scholarship. So Mike had agreed. And the improvement in Steve’s performance on the road was immediate. For the next two years, Mike and Steve roomed together on the road and Mike took care of Steve’s sexual needs. But Mike had graduated last year, so they needed a new boy to room with Steve and Coach Turner and Steve had settled on Corey.
“I’ll be honest with you, Corey,” Steve told him, “I choose you because I thought you were hot. There was also something about the way you carried yourself, the way I’d sometimes catch you looking at me, that made me think that maybe you’d like being my cuntboy, that maybe you were gay, too. I still don’t know whether you’re gay or not, Corey, but it was pretty obvious you got off having me fuck you, especially when you said fuck my pussy, which Mike never said and the way you came while I was coring your pussy out. I think you really did enjoy it, Corey. So, now that you know the whole story, are you willing to be my roommate when we’re on the road, are you willing to be my cuntboy?”
Until that night, Corey had never seriously considered the possibility that he might be gay, that he might be into other dudes. But as he lay in the bed, listening to Steve’s story and feeling Steve's big cock still nestling inside his newly-christened pussy, Corey couldn’t deny that, after he’d gotten over the pain of the initial penetration, he’d really enjoyed being fucked by Steve. So, like Mike before him, he agreed to be Steve’s cuntboy when they were traveling with the team. And Steve responded to Corey’s decision by giving him a truly amazing second fuck and breeding.
In the six weeks since then, Corey had really come to look forward to their road trips together. Steve was just an amazing Daddy top and Corey was now definitely gay. The only fly in the ointment, as far as Corey was concerned, was that their relationship was limited to the road trips. Steve really was otherwise totally committed to Brad and, while Corey could respect that, he would definitely have preferred it to be different. As it was, Corey had to be content to just be Steve’s road cuntboy for the rest of the season. And after that, maybe if he was lucky, he’d run into another Steve, this one unattached, that he could make his own Daddy. One could always hope.
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