Monday, December 5, 2022

Your Choice


Kyle was where Jackson, the captain of the college football team, told him to be. But looking around, Jackson wasn't there. No one was in fact. Looking down at his phone, he had not texted or called. But then, his cell signal kept going in and out. Jackson had agreed to meet him out here to hook him up with some steroids to help muscle him up for the upcoming college season.

After twenty minutes, frustrated but wanting the steroids, Kyle heard a truck in the distance. As it got closer, he could see the bed was filled with shirtless men, whooping and hollering like a bunch of frat boys. Just what he needed, a bunch of rednecks and him out here alone. Jackson would never come if they were hanging around.

As the truck finally slowed down, the driver yelled out, "You the pussy boy?" The words struck Kyle. Who the fuck did they think they were talking to, he wondered. But being outnumbered, he decided to not make an issue of it.

"I'm just waiting on someone," Kyle said.  

"Look at that boy. He sure is fucking hot. Smooth like a girl," one of the other men yelled out. 

"Hell, yeah, why don't you turn around and show us that pretty pussy?" another yelled. 

"I get first shot at him. Fucking pussy after you guys is like chucking a pool cue down a hallway," another said. Kyle was getting nervous. He looked down at his phone. Still nothing. 

"I got to go. Late for practice," Kyle said pulling his shirt on. 

"Oh, hell no," one of the men yelled jumping out of the truck. "We were promised some sweet jock pussy. You aren't going anywhere."

"Hey, guys, you got the wrong idea. I'm just waiting on someone," Kyle said slowly backing off.

"Yeah, us. We're your testosterone injections. Had we known you were so pretty, we would have agreed to fuck you for free," the largest said rubbing his crotch.

Kyle looked at them confused. It suddenly occurred to him that he had been set up. Kyle's phone rang. It was Jackson. 

"Where the fuck are you?" Kyle asked angrily. 

"What's wrong? I sent some guys with your testosterone you begged me for," Jackson said laughing. 

"Dude, if these guys so much as touch me, I will beat the shit out of you," Kyle said. 

"No, you won't, pretty boy. Recruiters aren't looking to sign up gay bois. And my friends will being taking pictures of your ‘injections’."  

"Why are you doing this to me Jackson ? Please, call this off. I will do anything you want. Just don't let this happen," Kyle said nervously as the much larger men menacingly surrounded him. 

"You had your chance," Jackson said. "I asked you to suck my dick in exchange for the steroids. You not only said 'no'; you said you'd rather such your daddy's dick before you'd suck mine. So, in a way, you gave me the idea. Not your dad, but close enough."  Kyle looked up at the men moving in closer. 

"Ok, ok, dude, look I'll suck your dick. Anything, just call them off. Just don't tell anyone." Jackson came out from behind the truck grinning with his phone in his hand. 

"Glad to see you saw it my way. Now, get over here on your knees."  Kyle's cheeks were red with anger and embarrassment as he looked around to see what his chances were of making a run for it. He realized he wouldn’t get far. Reluctantly, he walked over and got on his knees in front of Jackson. 

"Unbutton my pants and take my dick into your mouth," Jackson said. Kyle looked up to him with angry red eyes, even though tears starting to form.

"Please don't make me do this, bro," Kyle pleaded. 

"It's me or them," Jackson said showing no mercy to his rival on the team.

Kyle let out an audible sigh as he took Jackson’s thick half hard cock into his mouth. The sight of Kyle on his knees, his lips wrapped around his now hardening dick was all Jackson really wanted. As Kyle slowly moved his lips up and down the now fully swollen dick, the warmth of the boy's mouth and the wetness turned on Jackson incredibly.

"Aww, man, that feels great, you're a natural cock sucker," Jackson said. The words stung Kyle’s ears.. 

"I bet you can't wait for me to shoot my load down your throat."  Kyle wished Jackson would just shut up and this would be over as he tried his best to get the older boy off quickly. 

Grabbing the back of Kyle's head, Jackson shoved his cock hard into Kyle's mouth to the back of his throat causing him to choke. Kyle reflexively pulled back taking his mouth off Jackson's cock. All the time, the other guys had pulled out their dicks and were jacking off and cat-calling Kyle. 

"Yeah, look at the little slut go," one yelled.

 "Man, he's a natural," said a second. 

"You can tell that's not his first time," another volunteered.

"Don't worry. You'll be better next time," Jackson said rubbing his hand through Kyle's hair, as he pushed and pulled Kyle’s head up and down on his cock.  

Kyle stopped sucking and asked, "Next time? What next time?"

"Yeah, next time, you didn't think this was a one and done, did you?" Jackson said smirking.  

"Um, no, dude, no, I won't do this again," Kyle said shaking his head. 

"Sure you will," he said.  

"But right now, we have a different problem. Your beautiful cock sucking lips and warm mouth have me all horned up and wanting to shoot a massive load, and since you can't yet take my cock all the way down your throat, I have another idea, how to get you that testosterone you want so bad."

"What?" Kyle said alarmed.. 

"Grab him, guys, hold him face down for me," Jackson said.  Kyle started yelling as the men grabbed him and held him down ripping the shirt off the struggling boy. Kyle tried to plead with Jackson but the largest man had his hand securely over Kyle's mouth. Muffled words were all that could be heard.

Getting down on his knees between Kyle's legs, Jace pulled down Kyle's sweats and underwear exposing his beautiful muscular ass. 

"Yeah, that's what I'm talking about. Grade A jock pussy," Jackson said with a smile, slapping it hard, as Kyle struggled to free himself. 

"I bet that pussy is just as moist and warm as your mouth. And tight as a freshly cunted pussy," Jackson said.

Making one last ditch to free himself from his captors, Kyle strained against the other men to no avail. Kyle could feel Jackson's hard cock rubbing between his legs as he lowered his body on top of the trapped boy. Strangely, what Kyle felt the most was the heat of Jackson's skin on his.

"Now, this might hurt a little," Jackson whispered into Kyle's ear as he kissed the back of the jock's neck. "But I know you'll like it. Probably as much as I will." 

In the distance, a moan was heard from that isolated field as Kyle's virginity and masculinity seeped into the ground below him. 

But in all honesty, when you're as arrogant as Kyle was, what did he expect? Karma is a bitch.

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