Pregame Ritual
By
2behumiliated
Chad Wentworth, the 3rd, stepped out of the shower and dried off. He walked into the hotel room and stopped in front of the full-length mirror. He smiled at what he saw. He could easily pass for a male model. He stood 6’3” tall and weighed in at 230 rock-solid muscular pounds. He had medium-length brown hair and a killer smile.
His chest was well developed and covered in hair, which tapered down to a single line that ran down his abs to his pubs. He kept his pubic hair trimmed. Flexing his arms, he saw his bicep swell to its full potential. He had a cut cock that was 6 inches soft and 9 ½ inches hard.
He quickly dressed in a form-fitting underamour black compression shirt, which highlighted his musculature well, and a pair of loose sweat pants. He elected to wear a jock strap to support his junk.
Chad carefully checked the hallway in both directions before he slipped out of his room and quietly proceeded to the stairway. In order to avoid detection leaving the hotel, he walked the 10 floors to the ground floor and exited the hotel via the staff entrance in the back. Checking the map on his cell phone, he turned left and walked two blocks down the alley before entering one of the main streets. Looking around to ensure he didn’t see anyone he knew, which was very unlikely as everyone he knew should be in the hotel, he turned right and walked three blocks before entering the flashing neon advertised Red Lion Adult Book Store.
He paid the small entrance fee and showed his fake ID to gain entrance. He immediately headed for the back room for his pre-game ritual.
That’s right, pre-game ritual. Chad was the second-generation star quarterback for his college team, the Broncos. He was in his junior year, leading the team to an unbeaten record and having a Heisman quality year. He attributed all of this to his pre-game ritual. That ritual involved going to a local adult bookstore, entering the back room, and getting 2 or 3 blowjobs from random strangers.
During these blow jobs, he was aggressive and engaged in “skull fucking” those doing the sucking, and at the end, he would bury The Cocksucker's face in his pubs and shoot his load directly down the gullet. He would take a few minutes to recover and then go on a search again until he was satisfied. While aggressive, all of his partners were willing and never complained because they loved his big 9 ½ cock and big balls.
Arriving in the back room with the video booths, he looked around. He immediately saw a likely prospect – a tall wiry man a few years older than him. Chad looked the guy in the eye and grabbed his cock and stroked. The guy licked his lips and nodded at Chad to follow him into one of the booths. Chad smirked as he did so. It never failed; he always quickly found his first conquest.
Chad walked into the booth and shut the door behind him. His partner was already on his knees and immediately had his hands rubbing over Chad’s quads and abs before palming the large mound between his legs. Chad reached down to free his cock from the sweat, but the guy knocked his hands away and shook his head. He gently shoved Chad backward so that he was against the door. Chad just smiled. Apparently, his first blowjob of the night was a “power” bottom which was usually the best type.
He slowly slid his hands under Chad’s shirt and began to explore the rock-hard abs. He knelt close to the vee between Chad’s legs and began to mouth the lump under the clothes. He heard Chad moan as he slid his hands higher and tweaked Chad’s nipple. Chad had to give it to this guy; he knew exactly what he was doing, and Chad’s cock was rapidly expanding.
Finally, the guy withdrew his hands and grasped the waistband of Chad’s sweats and jock strap. He slowly began to pull them down; all the while, his tongue was licking the lower abs and following the retreating underwear. When the root of the cock was exposed, along with Chad’s pubes, the man took a deep whiff of the intoxicating aroma. Eventually, the cock escaped the confines of the sweats and immediately sprang up, slapping into Chad’s lower abs.
Smiling, the kneeling sucker dropped his mouth down and sucked one of Chad’s balls into his mouth. He began to suck and lick it as he slid his hands up and down the inner thighs. Chad inhaled a very deep breath, and his cock jerked and amazingly became even harder. This guy certainly knew what the hell he was doing.
Chad moaned in pleasure and surprise when the man sucked his second nut into his mouth. Chad was blessed with a large pair of balls and had never had both in someone's mouth simultaneously. The guy sucked on the balls, licked them, and rolled them around, sending shivers of pleasure throughout Chad’s body while using his hands to caress his muscles.
“Oh, Jesus Christ,” Chad moaned when the man reached up and began stroking at the base of Chad’s cockhead. It was like a bolt of lightning had exploded from his sex organs straight into his brain. He bucked forward in pleasure.
Finally, the man let both balls plop out of his mouth but wasted no time in starting to kiss and lick up Chad’s cock. At the same time, he slid his hands under the shirt and up to the nipples when he began to tease and manipulate. Usually, Chad was more of a “slam-bam-thank-you-mam” when he got a blow job, but the pleasure flowing through him was undeniable. This might be the only blow job he needed tonight.
The mouth and tongue finally reached the cock head and the lips surrounded it as the tongue began to dance at the underside.
“Fuck, Fuck, oh fuck. Oh God, man, don’t stop,” Chad husked. He had never felt this horny before. It was all he could manage to keep from grabbing the man by his ears and fucking his face.
Once the man had the head firmly in his mouth, he pulled the cock out at an angle so that he could start sliding down the shaft. Initially, Chad began to reach out and grab the man’s head, but his hands pushed him back, and he was feeling to good to resist.
Slowly the man began bobbing up and down on the cock, reaching lower and lower, until finally, his mouth found Chad’s pubs. Chad moaned in pleasure. Very few cocksuckers were able to take his entire shaft without some assistance in the way of pressure. The man began to increase the speed of his bobbing until Chad felt he was going to go out of his mind with pleasure.
He felt The Cocksucker grab each of his hands and bring them up to the side of his bobbing head. The cocksucker placed the hands on his head and indicated that he wanted Chad to take control. Chad didn’t need to be asked twice and was soon pile-driving his cock full depth on each stroke. He didn’t even feel The Cocksucker placing his hands on the posterior portion of Chad’s legs.
“Oh fuck, fuck, man, I’m close, oh my god, I’m going to cum,” Chad shouted as he was approaching orgasm.
Sensing that the cock in his mouth was starting to spasm, The Cocksucker used his arms to pull himself tight to Chad so that every millimeter of the cock was in his mouth. Sensing what was happening, Chad assisted by linking his hands at the back of the head and pulling in.
Suddenly, Chad could feel the beginnings of his orgasm and felt what was probably the most intense ejection of sperm he had ever had. He continued to moan and hold the guy close as shot after shot after shot erupted from his cock and down the throat it was embedded in. Finally spent, he fell, exhausted, against the door at his back. That was the most intense ejaculation, and this was the best blow job of his life.
He looked down and watched as the guy slowly withdrew his mouth from Chad’s cock, making sure that not a single drop of cum was wasted.
“That..that…that was amazing,” Chad finally managed to say amidst the huffing and puffing he was doing.
“Of course it was. I am the best cocksucker there is,” the man replied.
Chad grinned. He would always think of this guy as The Cocksucker.
“Hope you enjoy part 2,” The Cocksucker said.
“Part 2? I’m going to need rest, and even then, I’m not sure I can go for round 2,” Chad huffed.
“Sorry, but it’s not optional the guy said,” as he moved his right arm up between Chad’s legs. Chad felt two cold points on his scrotum, one on each ball.
“What, the..” he began before his entire body contracted in one enormous spasm as the juice from the stun gun smashed through his body. He slid down the door as he lost consciousness.
When Chad regained consciousness, he realized he was on his knees with his ass sitting on his heels. Instinctively, he tried to stand up before screaming and dropping back down as an intense pain surged through his balls. He tried to call out but realized that he had some type of gag in. He struggled some more, but this only brought more pain to his balls, so he settled down.
He tried to assess the situation by taking deep breaths and shaking his head to clear it. He could tell his mouth was stretched open and his teeth far apart. There was a solid something in his mouth; all he could tell by exploring it with his tongue was that it was cylindrical and complex.
The light in the room was dim. He finally determined it was the booth where he had received that amazing blow job. He looked down at his body and noticed that his nipples were covered with some sort of pad with wires trailing out of them and around him. His arms were secured behind his back, with each wrist at the opposite elbow. He could only move them up and down as a single unit.
Looking farther down, he was amazed to see that his cock was rock hard and pointing upward. Looking closely, he determined that he had a very tight cockring around the base of his cock and balls. His balls were covered with a piece of leather, which completely encircled them and stretched them downward. A “D-ring” at the base of the leather had a short chain attached with a lock to a similar ring in the floor. Suddenly, the door in front of him opened.
“Ah, I see you are now ready for Part 2,” The Cocksucker said.
Chad shook his head back and forth, signifying no, but could only mumble.
“Well, this will have to go first.” The guy reached up and did something around Chad’s mouth. He then withdrew the hard object from his mouth. He held it up so that Chad could see that it was a hard rubber cock. Chad still could not close his mouth.
He again tried arguing, but he still wasn’t making much sense.
The guy turned to his left and said, “he’s all yours.”
Chad saw a significantly large black male step into view. He was muscled and was wearing a mask and an athletic shirt, representing his opponents in tomorrow's game. Despite the mask, Chad could see a large grin on his face as the guy pulled down the front of his sweats and hauled out a 7” hard cock. The guy stepped forward, and Chad instinctively knew what was about to happen. He began to shake his head and try to pull back.
The black guy reached out to each side of Chad’s head and grabbed something, preventing Chad from turning his head. The strap, which held the piss gag, which was holding his mouth open, had handles (like bicycle handles) extending from each side so that the head could be controlled.
The guy stepped closer and ran the tip of his cock over Chad’s nose. The precum leaking from the cock coated his nose and upper lip. The man inserted the tip of his cock into the mouth. Mentally Chad was freaking out, but he couldn’t do much physically. He wasn’t gay, and this was the first time he had a cock in his mouth. He was horrified.
“Now, I showed you how nice it could be,” The Cocksucker said. “But I knew you didn’t want to return the favor, so we must help you.” He leaned in and whispered evilly, “But you will return the favor when you have been prepared.”
He then pulled back and left the black man in front of him. The man inserted a couple of inches of his cock before pulling back and reinserting it. Chad was helpless to resist, and he was horrified. However, his horror increased when he suddenly felt his cock starting to pulsate and get harder. He also noted a tingling in his nipples and felt pleasure in his ass.
Low-level electrical stimuli were being applied in a pulsating fashion to his nipples and his prostate. The Viagra he had been given helped keep his cock hard, as did the very tight cock ring. As more and more of the cock was inserted in his mouth, the pleasure his body was feeling increased while the horror in his mind intensified.
Chad began to gag when the head of the invading cock touched the back of his throat. The guy would pull back but then push in again, going further. Eventually, Chad could only see black skin and feel rough stubble against his lips as the cock was now fully inserted. He gagged, but nothing could come up as it was blocked by the cock invading his throat.
The man pulled almost entirely out before pushing completely in. He found his rhythm and started increasing the speed. Chad now knew what it felt like to be skull fucked. As the man’s rhythm got faster and his breathing became more intense, the pleasure in his nipple and cock also increased.
Suddenly, the guy moaned, slammed his hips fully forward, and held Chad’s mouth against his pubs. He groaned in waves as he shot load after load down Chad’s throat. Chad could feel the cock throbbing.
Suddenly Chad felt his whole body tense, and to his horror, his cock also started ejaculating, spewing cum on his abs and chest and exploding against his lower jaw. His mind felt all kinds of emotions – none of them good. He had just cum while being face fucked. Slowly, the guy pulled out.
“That was very satisfying,” the guy said disgustingly. He looked to his left and said, “You will enjoy it.”
He stepped away only to be replaced by another large, muscled black guy. The same scenario repeated itself. This time when Chad exploded, there was less cum, and there was a low level of pain in his balls.
The guy pulled his cock back, but didn’t entirely remove it.
“You know, I always have to piss after I come and try to find a bathroom. But that is so much trouble.”
Chad felt an acrid feeling on his tongue and realized that the guy had released piss. He tried to jerk back; the guy was expecting this and hung on.
“Don’t worry, boy, you’ll get used to it.” He slid his cock full length back into the mouth and began pissing directly down Chad’s throat.
Tears began to run down Chad’s cheeks. Not only had he been used as a fleshlight, he was now being used as a urinal.
When the guy pulled out, Chad began to gag and felt like he was going to heave.
Leaning closer the guy said, “I wouldn’t do that if I were you. We’ll only catch it and feed it back to you.”
Chad was terrified when he heard this because he believed it.
The cycle was repeated with three more guys of different sizes and ethnicities, all wearing the opponent's jersey. He was used as a urinal afterward in each case. The only difference was the amount of cum he produced decreased, and the pain in his balls increased. The last ejaculation was nearly dry, and the pain in his balls was intense. Now his balls with throbbing with pain.
The Cocksucker walked over to Chad. He stood in front of him while he manipulated his cock through the sweats he was wearing. He pulled down the band, exposing the head of his cock. He slowly eased the band down, exposing more and more of his cock. The more he pulled down, the more prominent Chad’s eyes got. When he hooked the band of his sweat under his balls, Chad was looking at 10.5 inches of rock-hard meat. It was even more impressive than his own.
The guy started laughing. “The look of horror in your eyes. But they’ve warmed you up and think you can handle it,” he said as he continued to stroke his dick. “This is going to be the next cock you take.” Chad wildly shook his head no and tried to pull back.
The guy grabbed the handles attached to Chad’s head and pulled him in until Chad’s face was resting on the enormous cock.
“But maybe I’ll give you a little while before feeding it to you. Would you like that?”
Chad nodded his head yes as much as he could. The thought of taking that much cock was terrifying.
“Okay, a break from cocksucking it will be.” The guy motioned to one of the other bodies hanging around the area to come over and grab the handles. “Hold his head steady.”
The guy pulled a thick plastic tube over and lubricated it with the precum from his cock. He then leaned forward and began to feed it into Chad’s mouth. Chad tried to fight it off with his tongue but was unsuccessful. When the tube hit the back of his throat, he began to gag.
The guy leaned in and said, “Try to swallow. It will make is easier, but this tube is going in one way or another.”
Some tears leaked from Chad’s eyes, but he obeyed and swallowed as best he could. On the third time, the tube slid down the back of his throat. Several more inches were inserted before the guy lifted a funnel attached to the end of the tube. He attached it to the handles.
“I said no more cocksucking. But you still need to be of service so you can be our urinal for a while. The good news is you don’t have to swallow it as it will empty straight into your stomach. The bad news is we can put in as much as we want.”
The guy gave an evil laugh as he started to turn away.
“Oh yeah, if you need to piss, go right ahead. There’s a drain under you. But you’ll piss all over yourself first.”
He walked away as another body approached and draped his dick over the edge of the funnel as he began to piss. Chad could smell it but thankfully couldn’t taste it.
Chad lost count of how many strangers used him as a urinal. He noticed that most of them were big guys and wore masks. The Cocksucker approached and said, “Time for this,” as he grabbed his cock.
Chad was still terrified, but at this point, he was mentally beaten. He just wanted to get it over with. The guy unstrapped the funnel and pulled the tube from the mouth.
He took a deep breath and said, “Whew. Smells like a truck stop bathroom over here. You must have pissed all over yourself.”
And indeed, Chad had. His cock was still hard when he pissed, so it covered his pecs, abs, and legs. Since then, his cock had lost its hardness and hung soft. His balls still ached.
Chad tried to move backward away from the cockhead approaching his mouth, but he was pulled closer until the head was resting on his lips. The man moved his cock around, smearing precum on Chad’s nose and lips.
He slowly inserted the head of the cock into the mouth.
“Start tonguing it,” he demanded.
Chad did nothing until he felt a sharp jolt of pain in his nipples.
“It can get much worse. Lick”
Chad started licking at the head of the cock and piss-slit. Shortly, however, his mouth was filled with cock, and he couldn’t lick anymore. When he felt the cockhead hit the back of his mouth, he was surprised there wasn’t more of a gagging sensation. The thought that he was “used” to this was playing hell with his mind.
However, as the cock head began to pass deeper into his throat, he began to hyperventilate as he felt he couldn’t breathe. The man stopped and watched until he noted Chad turning red. He then pulled out, allowing Chad to breathe.
“I would take some deep breaths while you can. At some point, I go pubes deep and not come out until I’m done.”
Chad took the suggestions in hand and took several deep breaths. The cock was reinserted to the back of his throat and beyond. It slowly began to advance until, once again, Chad felt he couldn’t breathe. He looked down at the cock and realized that he had another couple of inches to go.
The guy pulled out again, allowing Chad to breathe.
“Going deep this time, cocksucker!”
After his last big breath, the cock slammed full force through the mouth and down the back of the throat until Chad’s lips were buried in pubes. The guy began gyrating his hips but didn’t pull back. Chad could feel the cock starting to spasm in his esophagus.
Suddenly the guy pulled almost entirely out and then slammed in complete depth. He continued this action in an increasingly fast manner. Chad, surprisingly, figured out when to breathe. He was becoming a skilled cocksucker.
After several such thrusts, the guy pulled Chad’s head to his abs and held tight. His cock begins to spasm and ejaculate directly down Chad’s throat. Before he finished, however, he pulled his cock completely out so that his last few jets hit Chad full in the face.
The guy laughs as he reaches forward with his hand and begins to rub the cum into Chad’s face and hair.
“Want you to be able to remember me,” he laughed.
“Alright, final act. If you ever want to get an erection again, I wouldn’t spill a drop if I were you.”
Chad groaned as he knew what was coming. The guy inserted just the head of his cock through the piss gag and began to release his piss. He controlled its release, allowing Chad time to swallow. Chad felt it went on forever before the guy sighed and pulled out.
Chad dropped his head down as his entire body sagged down. Some tears slid down his face. He had been reduced to being a receptacle for cock, cum, and piss. Without saying a word, the guy removed the pads from Chad’s nipples, slid the probe out of his ass, and roughly removed the tight cock ring.
He reached over and took another cockring which is manipulated to the base of the cock and balls. It was not nearly so tight. He next took a metal tube and slid Chad’s cock into it, and slowly pushed back until the tube met the cockring and clicked into place. Chad’s cock had been reduced to 5” in size. A small padlock was then placed.
“Come back here anytime after your game today, and I’ll remove this.”
Thinking the worst was behind him, Chad looked up in horror and tried to talk.
“What’s that? You can’t wear this for your game. Sure, you can. What? Your teammates will not understand and will laugh at you. Don’t let them know. What? You might as well give it up because it's done. If you keep complaining, I might superglue the lock and make it permanent.”
When Chad heard the last, he immediately shut up. His mind was in turmoil, trying to figure out how he would get through the day and the game.
“Oh, and if you don’t show play in the game, I will destroy the key to the lock and rumors will run wild about tonight.” He stood up.
“Alright, one final ritual, and we’ll get you out of here. I’m going to remove the gag, and you aren’t going to say a thing.” As he said this, the guy reached down and grabbed Chad’s balls and squeezed. “If you do, I might just crush these.”
Chad grunted at the pain in his balls.
The guy removed the piss gag, freeing Chad’s mouth for the first time in hours. Chad manipulated his jaws to try and resolve their stiffness.
The guy grabbed his chin and pulled his head up until he looked Chad in the eyes.
“All of the guys are going to come over here. You are going to kiss the head of their cock and thank them for helping you with your pre-game ritual.”
Chad was shocked when the guy said the last. How the fuck did he know that. Chad started to protest until he felt the pain in his nuts increase. He then just nodded.
At least six guys walked over. Chad did as he was ordered and kissed the head of each cock, and said, “Thank you for your help in fulfilling my pre-game ritual.” Each time he said it, Chad mentally sunk even lower. Finally, he kissed the cockhead of the guy.
Chad’s arms and the chain holding his balls to the floor wall were released. The ball stretcher was not removed. A couple of the guys helped Chad stand, which was very difficult due to the numbness and cramps in his legs. Once standing, the guy said get dressed and come out of the room. He pointed to the bench behind Chad.
Chad grabbed the pile of materials and looked them over. He was appalled at what he was given but realized he had no choice. When he walked out of the booth, he was wearing a skin-tight pressure top that had been cut off just below his nipples. He was wearing a bright pink jock strap, two sizes too small, and a pair of tight white shorts. He would later realize that the shorts were almost transparent. He was not given any shoes.
The guy grabbed him by his large bicep and escorted him through the front of the bookstore and out the door. It was still dark outside, but you could see the horizon starting to lighten up. Fortunately, there weren’t many people around, but as he skulked down the alleys back to the hotel, he received a few catcalls and obscene suggestions.
When he arrived near the hotel, he hung out at the staff entrance until a staff member exited the door. Knowing he had no choice, Chad removed his shirt, held it over his face to conceal his identity, and ran by the guy into the hotel before the door could close.
The staff member just slapped him on the ass as he went by and said, “Looks and smells like some faggot had a good time.” He laughed.
Chad climbed the stairs to his floor before realizing he didn’t know if he had a room key. He felt in the shorts pocket and found his room key and thin wallet. He carefully opened the hallway door and peeked out. He saw a security guard walking in the opposite direction so he eased the door back and waited. He watched through a small crack until the guard entered the far stairway.
Chad bolted down the hallway to his door. As he fumbled with his key, he dropped it. He bent over to pick it up when he heard a door opening and some voices. He was able to activate the lock and rush into his room. As the door slammed he leaned back against the door and then slid down until he was sitting on the floor. He sat there in a daze, reliving the events of the night.
After about thirty minutes, he got up, went into the bathroom, threw up, and climbed into the shower. He tried to remove the chastity cage but was not successful. However, he was able to remove the ball stretcher. He screamed in pain when his balls retracted upward. He turned the water on as hot as he could stand as he tried to wash the night away. He stayed in the shower until the water started to run cold.
He climbed out, toweled himself off, wandered into the bedroom, and climbed into bed. He sobbed for a few minutes before he finally drifted off to sleep.
The next thing he knew, he was awoken by a loud pounding on his door. He was initially disoriented, but the prior night's events quickly came pouring back into his mind. He pulled himself out of bed and headed toward the door. He was used to answering the door naked and didn’t think anything about it until one step caused a mild pain in his cock. Looking down, he saw the metal cage.
“Goddman fuck,” he said. The pounding on the door continued. He grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his waist.
“What the fuck do you think you are doing? Sleeping the fucking day away. We have a football game to win, so get the fuck down to the bus,” the coach screamed at him.
“I don’t feel…,” Chad began.
“I don’t give a fuck how you feel. Get your worthless ass dressed and to the stadium.” The coach turned and stalked down the hall.
Chad closed the door and went and sat on the bed with his head in his hands.
Another knock on the door and one of the assistant coaches screamed, “Let’s go, Wentworth. On the fucking bus now.”
Chad sighed, stood, and quickly got dressed. He pushed all thoughts other than football to the back of his mind.
Chad was less than perfect during practice, but by the end, he had gotten things more in order and last night had been pushed to the back of his mind.
When he went to dress out for the game, he had to time things perfectly so no one was aware that he was wearing a chastity device. He elected to wear an extra tight jockstrap to supply more support for his aching balls.
As the announcer named his team, they charged down the tunnel to the field. He was mentally sharp and prepared for the game as he exited the tunnel. However, looking up he immediately identified one of the security guards as The Cocksucker from the night before. He stumbled and almost fell. The guard looked in his direction and gave him a wink and a smirk.
By the time the game started, Chad was still rattled but determined to do his best. His team took the kickoff. On the first snap of the ball, Chad stumbled backward, causing pain to radiate up from his balls. The next thing he knew, he was surrounded by players from both teams and was quickly dropped to the ground for a loss.
As he lay on the ground, he heard a voice say, “Last night was so much fun. Don’t you agree?”
As Chad turned to try and identify who said it, a sharp pain radiated up from his groin as one of the opposing players slapped him in the nuts.
He cried out and was slow to get up but declined to leave the game to be examined. He would be damned if he was going to let them win.
“I’m fine, let’s play.”
His two throws on the next play were less than satisfactory.
From there, his game went downhill. His balls were fair game for the opposing team, and they took any chance they could. They also kept dropping hints about last night’s activities.
By the middle of the 1st quarter, the backup had replaced him. His team lost decisively.
He had chosen a private shower so that no one would see the metal attachments to his groin. Once back in the hotel room, he remembered he had to go back to get the chastity device removed. However, he had to go to dinner with the team, although it wasn’t a happy occasion.
Later that night, he slipped out of his room and returned to the Red Lion. He stood outside the door for some time before he took a deep breath and re-entered the store. He kept his eyes on the floor and didn’t look at anyone as he paid his fee and showed his ID. He walked toward the back room. He entered and stood at the door, looking around at the activity. He saw his cocksucker from across the room, who nodded to show he had been seen.
As his eyes continued around the room, he saw the booth he had been in last night and noted that it was empty. Taking another deep breath, he walked over to the booth, entered it, and closed the door.
When The Cocksucker walked over and opened the door, he was surprised to see Chad naked, kneeling on the floor, with his hands held behind his back. When the door opened and Chad saw the guy, he slowly opened his mouth as wide as possible. The cocksucker smiled.
Chad had the chastity vice removed before he returned to his room early the following morning, smelling of piss and cum.
Chad returned as the starting quarterback and threw himself into football. Four weeks later, the season ended with his team earning a top bowl spot. However, he did not attend that game because, to the surprise of everyone, he had entered the transfer portal. His new team accepted his transfer, and he moved to the new university before the next semester.
To many people's surprise, Chand transferred to his old team's rival where he was officially the third-string quarterback. Under the control of The Cocksucker, and unknown to his family and friends, he became the athletic department's official team urinal and cumdump, and he was happier than he had ever been.
Chad was either in the gym keeping his body in top shape, or he was naked and on his knees, serving as a urinal and cocksucker. He made sure to keep his body in top shape. Also, at his insistence, he was locked into an ever-shrinking chastity device. His once proud cock became unimportant and useless to him. Over the next year and a half, Chad’s entire existence changed from a star athlete to a piss and cum hungry slut. At least once during every football game, he would be surrounded by his team, and he would drop to his knees to be used in front of tens of thousands, and none of them knew it. That year, the team won the championship by beating Chad’s old team.
After graduation, The Cocksucker would develop Chad’s career as a generation's most depraved adult film star.
