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WRESTLING TEAM GONE WILD (Erotic Story)
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More stories including the next chapters of Wrestling team gone wild and exclusive bonus on Patreon: Thomas Lodge is creating Gay Erotic Stories | Patreon
I just posted chapter 11 on Patreon and this is my favourite so far! I hope you'll enjoy reading it as much as I did writing it!
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Wrestling Team Gone Wild
Chapter 5: Locker-room exposure (Part 1)
“Wait, what do you think you’re doing Donkey Scotty?”
I was changing into my singlet before our Tuesday’s training, the first one since the crazy one-on-one work out session I had to go through the previous Friday.
“What do you want Damian?” I asked, already angry with him.
“You have to wait for everyone to be changed to put your singlets on.”
“Fuck you.”
“Coach’s instructions, mate! You know what he said! You need to be naked and to understand how much we, (Damian looked at the whole team) are comfortable with our bodies so you, (Damian stared at me) can give yourself 100% on the mat. Saying this for you, Scott. I know Coach Ranson is going to ask me if you have done it properly and I don’t want to lie to him.”
I put my singlet on, ignoring him.
“Big mistake.” He just said.
“That’s good now. I have worked on my insecurities. There’s no need to keep on with this sort of exercises.”
I replied, not being too sure of myself.
“Scott… The Coach did ask us to check if you were not attempting to cover yourself too quickly in the locker rooms.”
That was Travis talking this time, looking at his bare feet. I could have killed him with my eyes! I could not believe he would betray me like that.
Even though Travis was my best friend, in his mind, the Coach could never be wrong, and this was driving me crazy.
Damian Feytons walked towards me, stark naked.
“Take this off or we will have to take if off ourselves, dude. This would be super embarrassing for you. Also, why do you care being naked? I am. And I’m cool with it”
He spread his legs, exposing his big dick further. He even started to do the helicopter. What a prick.
All of the Wolves were all looking at me now. They could not be serious.
“Come on, guys. I’m not going to stand there naked while I wait for you to change.”
“Oh no, you’re not just going to stand there. You are going to stare at our cocks and bums while we change.” Explained Damian. “And you’re going to show off your ass as well, that’s the whole point of the exercise.”
“Wait, wait, wait… This is not what I have understood.” Intervened Cory, a junior. One of the strongest one in his year. His biceps definition was insane and he was one of the potential talents of the team last season.
“Yeah, I don’t want him to stare at me!” Said Tom, hiding his dick behind his hand.
“Fuck off, guys! I DON’T WANT to stare at you. This is ridiculous.” I snapped back.
“Relax everyone, Scotty is not gay. He’s not going to be staring at you in a pervy way. Right, Scott?” Said Damian.
“Of course not!”
“This is just a training method so he gets used to see other men being at ease with their bodies. Be careful guys, if the Coach senses that you are unsecure as well, he will ask you to do the same exercises as Donkey Scott, and I, for one, do not want to check dicks all day long.”
I gave him the middle finger, Coach Ranson came in at that exact time. Tom immediately moved away his hand to expose his dick. That one was a quick learner!
“What’s going on in here?” The Head Coach barked.
“Russel does not want to follow your recommendations, Coach. He had put his singlet before everyone else, trying to cover himself up super quickly while we are all naked.”
Coach Ranson sighed.
“Russel, I thought we had been over this. I thought we had made some progress!”
“But Coach… I don’t have to be naked in front of everyone, that would never happen in a competition. And I cannot stare at their dicks!”
“Are you listening to yourself, Russel? You are seriously telling me that you cannot get naked in a freaking locker-room! Look around you, all your teammates are comfortable with themselves.”
“I… I can get naked… but…”
The Head Coach cut me off and addressed himself to the others:
“Guys, Scott is one of the most valuable members of this team. I’m counting on you to help him out with this issue so we can all move on to something else.”
He marked a pause and as everyone mumbled a yes, he stared back at me.
“Russel, from now on, you are naked in the locker-room so everyone can check your ass and you learn to be comfortable with that. Once, you have done it three or four times, you’ll see you will no long feel any type of awkwardness and this will all become unnecessary. Take this time to look at your teammates’ cocks, see how they are freely dangling between their thighs. I assure you boy, this technic will be perfect to get you over your insecurities.”
I looked at Travis for some support, but he just sprayed his legs to show the coach he had no problem whatsoever with nudity. Everybody else was sort of showing off now. This was ridiculous.
“Coach, I assure you, I won’t let this distract myself on the mat.”
“Hopefully. The first competition is in less than three weeks now. You better be ready before that or I cannot take the risk to take you.”
“What? You want to exclude me from the comp.?”
Harry Cooper intervened, he was usually the reasonable one:
“Come on, Scott. Nobody wants to exclude you from anything. We are all following the Coach’s instructions. We are all making sacrifices to improve ourselves. Tom has to run 5 miles every day! Amir has to see the physiotherapist every couple of days. I can only eat green stuff, I’m miserable. But I’m doing it, for the team. Now we are going to have to feel your gaze on us, it’s not great for us either, but we will take it for the team, so you can improve your level of confidence!”
“Fuck, you should thank us instead of complaining!” Completed Damian.
“I… Just… What would I have to do exactly to be done with that?” I asked.
The Coach smiled.
“You get in the locker-room early, you get naked right away. You take a position in which everyone can see your big ass so you learn how to be cool with it. You look at your teammates changing and learn from their confidence and… well, that’s just it! Once your teammates have changed, you can get dressed as well. Not that big of a deal, eh?”
“And if I’m doing it for the three next trainings, then we’ll be over this?”
“Yeah, I guess that will mean that you have finally overcome your insecurities and you’ll be all ready to shine on the mat!”
I looked around me, again, everyone was naked. I guess, I could be naked too. They had already seen me this way anyway, they knew all about my abnormal long cock and my humongous ass. I just hated that Feytons would push it further that he needed to, he was smiling at me like it was the best day of his life.
“Ok, fine.” I conceded.
“Good boy.” Said the Coach, patting my hair.
There was no winning anyway. It was either this or I was leaving the team.
I took off my singlet and everyone pretty much resumed changing. The Coach was looking at me so I made sure to look at all of my teammate’s genitals. I had to show that I was fully ok with that.
Of course, Damian was the biggest after me, Travis was quite big too, especially for an Asian guy, Eli’s dick was super thick, I checked at Tom’s ginger pubes, Cory’s big balls. Some of them looked somewhat uncomfortable being stared at, good I thought, maybe the Coach will see this!
I kept on staring, being even more obvious!
“Coach, this was not the position in which we had done the exercise last time?”
“What do you mean, Feytons?”
“Well, Scott has his ass facing the wall right now, this is why he is ok. What he needs to work on is exposing his ass, right? He could be on all fours like he was in your office and it will be easier for him, checking our dicks at our level.”
“Oh… Sure. I guess it will allow him to heal faster.”
This time, I did not even try to fight back. I positioned myself on all fours, not leaving Harry Cooper’s meaty flaccid dick from my eyes.
When the Coach left, a couple of freshmen whispered between themselves this was definitely weird and put their singlets on quickly. They tried to avoid my stare but I kept on completing my mission. The seniors took their damn time but I remained on all fours. Soon, almost everyone had left the locker-room, Travis gave me an empathic smile.
Everyone had left, except from Eli, Damian and I. I could not wait for them to change and leave but they were too happy to leave me in this uncomfortable position.
“Look at the view from behind Eli. I told you, a real woman’s butt!”
“Fuck, this is uncanny in this position.”
“Kind make you want to fuck it, right?”
“That’s freaking gay, Dam’”
“Come on, it’s not gay when it’s a juicy girl’s butt.”
They both laughed.
“Guys, are you done? Can you dress up so we can leave? It’s 5:55pm already, the training is starting in 5. We are going to be late.”
I was getting so frustrated with these guys but then, it got even worse. I felt Damian’s hands on my ass.
“Look at his hole, crazy right?” Commented Damian.
“Fuck! You were right! Just like you told me. It almost looked like an actual pussy, there’s no hair around it.”
“Damn, you’re getting hard Eli!”
“Fuck!”
“Don’t worry bro, just a natural reaction when a guy sees a pussy. Show it to Scotty, it’s all part of his training.”
Eli moved from my ass to my face so I could take a look at his know semi hard black cock. He was holding it in his two hands.
“Impressive, uh?”
I could smell it. I was grossed out but I did not stop looking. I had been really conditioned to keep on staring. I was afraid I would be scolded if I stopped.
Soon, Damian’s cock was right beside his mate’s. He was getting hard too.
“Guys, let’s go. You’ve had your fun and I’ve done my exercise now!” I insisted.
“You should thank us for helping you out. This is awkward for us as well!”
“Yes, thank us and we go.” Damian ordered.
I could not believe this.
“Come on, don’t be ungrateful!” Eli moved back behind me. “Damn though, I’m super hard now.”
I tried to stand up, saying:
“It’s not funny anymore. Let’s stop this.”
I even whispered: “Thank you, guys.”
I just posted chapter 11 on Patreon and this is my favourite so far! I hope you'll enjoy reading it as much as I did writing it!
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Wrestling Team Gone Wild
Chapter 5: Locker-room exposure (Part 1)
“Wait, what do you think you’re doing Donkey Scotty?”
I was changing into my singlet before our Tuesday’s training, the first one since the crazy one-on-one work out session I had to go through the previous Friday.
“What do you want Damian?” I asked, already angry with him.
“You have to wait for everyone to be changed to put your singlets on.”
“Fuck you.”
“Coach’s instructions, mate! You know what he said! You need to be naked and to understand how much we, (Damian looked at the whole team) are comfortable with our bodies so you, (Damian stared at me) can give yourself 100% on the mat. Saying this for you, Scott. I know Coach Ranson is going to ask me if you have done it properly and I don’t want to lie to him.”
I put my singlet on, ignoring him.
“Big mistake.” He just said.
“That’s good now. I have worked on my insecurities. There’s no need to keep on with this sort of exercises.”
I replied, not being too sure of myself.
“Scott… The Coach did ask us to check if you were not attempting to cover yourself too quickly in the locker rooms.”
That was Travis talking this time, looking at his bare feet. I could have killed him with my eyes! I could not believe he would betray me like that.
Even though Travis was my best friend, in his mind, the Coach could never be wrong, and this was driving me crazy.
Damian Feytons walked towards me, stark naked.
“Take this off or we will have to take if off ourselves, dude. This would be super embarrassing for you. Also, why do you care being naked? I am. And I’m cool with it”
He spread his legs, exposing his big dick further. He even started to do the helicopter. What a prick.
All of the Wolves were all looking at me now. They could not be serious.
“Come on, guys. I’m not going to stand there naked while I wait for you to change.”
“Oh no, you’re not just going to stand there. You are going to stare at our cocks and bums while we change.” Explained Damian. “And you’re going to show off your ass as well, that’s the whole point of the exercise.”
“Wait, wait, wait… This is not what I have understood.” Intervened Cory, a junior. One of the strongest one in his year. His biceps definition was insane and he was one of the potential talents of the team last season.
“Yeah, I don’t want him to stare at me!” Said Tom, hiding his dick behind his hand.
“Fuck off, guys! I DON’T WANT to stare at you. This is ridiculous.” I snapped back.
“Relax everyone, Scotty is not gay. He’s not going to be staring at you in a pervy way. Right, Scott?” Said Damian.
“Of course not!”
“This is just a training method so he gets used to see other men being at ease with their bodies. Be careful guys, if the Coach senses that you are unsecure as well, he will ask you to do the same exercises as Donkey Scott, and I, for one, do not want to check dicks all day long.”
I gave him the middle finger, Coach Ranson came in at that exact time. Tom immediately moved away his hand to expose his dick. That one was a quick learner!
“What’s going on in here?” The Head Coach barked.
“Russel does not want to follow your recommendations, Coach. He had put his singlet before everyone else, trying to cover himself up super quickly while we are all naked.”
Coach Ranson sighed.
“Russel, I thought we had been over this. I thought we had made some progress!”
“But Coach… I don’t have to be naked in front of everyone, that would never happen in a competition. And I cannot stare at their dicks!”
“Are you listening to yourself, Russel? You are seriously telling me that you cannot get naked in a freaking locker-room! Look around you, all your teammates are comfortable with themselves.”
“I… I can get naked… but…”
The Head Coach cut me off and addressed himself to the others:
“Guys, Scott is one of the most valuable members of this team. I’m counting on you to help him out with this issue so we can all move on to something else.”
He marked a pause and as everyone mumbled a yes, he stared back at me.
“Russel, from now on, you are naked in the locker-room so everyone can check your ass and you learn to be comfortable with that. Once, you have done it three or four times, you’ll see you will no long feel any type of awkwardness and this will all become unnecessary. Take this time to look at your teammates’ cocks, see how they are freely dangling between their thighs. I assure you boy, this technic will be perfect to get you over your insecurities.”
I looked at Travis for some support, but he just sprayed his legs to show the coach he had no problem whatsoever with nudity. Everybody else was sort of showing off now. This was ridiculous.
“Coach, I assure you, I won’t let this distract myself on the mat.”
“Hopefully. The first competition is in less than three weeks now. You better be ready before that or I cannot take the risk to take you.”
“What? You want to exclude me from the comp.?”
Harry Cooper intervened, he was usually the reasonable one:
“Come on, Scott. Nobody wants to exclude you from anything. We are all following the Coach’s instructions. We are all making sacrifices to improve ourselves. Tom has to run 5 miles every day! Amir has to see the physiotherapist every couple of days. I can only eat green stuff, I’m miserable. But I’m doing it, for the team. Now we are going to have to feel your gaze on us, it’s not great for us either, but we will take it for the team, so you can improve your level of confidence!”
“Fuck, you should thank us instead of complaining!” Completed Damian.
“I… Just… What would I have to do exactly to be done with that?” I asked.
The Coach smiled.
“You get in the locker-room early, you get naked right away. You take a position in which everyone can see your big ass so you learn how to be cool with it. You look at your teammates changing and learn from their confidence and… well, that’s just it! Once your teammates have changed, you can get dressed as well. Not that big of a deal, eh?”
“And if I’m doing it for the three next trainings, then we’ll be over this?”
“Yeah, I guess that will mean that you have finally overcome your insecurities and you’ll be all ready to shine on the mat!”
I looked around me, again, everyone was naked. I guess, I could be naked too. They had already seen me this way anyway, they knew all about my abnormal long cock and my humongous ass. I just hated that Feytons would push it further that he needed to, he was smiling at me like it was the best day of his life.
“Ok, fine.” I conceded.
“Good boy.” Said the Coach, patting my hair.
There was no winning anyway. It was either this or I was leaving the team.
I took off my singlet and everyone pretty much resumed changing. The Coach was looking at me so I made sure to look at all of my teammate’s genitals. I had to show that I was fully ok with that.
Of course, Damian was the biggest after me, Travis was quite big too, especially for an Asian guy, Eli’s dick was super thick, I checked at Tom’s ginger pubes, Cory’s big balls. Some of them looked somewhat uncomfortable being stared at, good I thought, maybe the Coach will see this!
I kept on staring, being even more obvious!
“Coach, this was not the position in which we had done the exercise last time?”
“What do you mean, Feytons?”
“Well, Scott has his ass facing the wall right now, this is why he is ok. What he needs to work on is exposing his ass, right? He could be on all fours like he was in your office and it will be easier for him, checking our dicks at our level.”
“Oh… Sure. I guess it will allow him to heal faster.”
This time, I did not even try to fight back. I positioned myself on all fours, not leaving Harry Cooper’s meaty flaccid dick from my eyes.
When the Coach left, a couple of freshmen whispered between themselves this was definitely weird and put their singlets on quickly. They tried to avoid my stare but I kept on completing my mission. The seniors took their damn time but I remained on all fours. Soon, almost everyone had left the locker-room, Travis gave me an empathic smile.
Everyone had left, except from Eli, Damian and I. I could not wait for them to change and leave but they were too happy to leave me in this uncomfortable position.
“Look at the view from behind Eli. I told you, a real woman’s butt!”
“Fuck, this is uncanny in this position.”
“Kind make you want to fuck it, right?”
“That’s freaking gay, Dam’”
“Come on, it’s not gay when it’s a juicy girl’s butt.”
They both laughed.
“Guys, are you done? Can you dress up so we can leave? It’s 5:55pm already, the training is starting in 5. We are going to be late.”
I was getting so frustrated with these guys but then, it got even worse. I felt Damian’s hands on my ass.
“Look at his hole, crazy right?” Commented Damian.
“Fuck! You were right! Just like you told me. It almost looked like an actual pussy, there’s no hair around it.”
“Damn, you’re getting hard Eli!”
“Fuck!”
“Don’t worry bro, just a natural reaction when a guy sees a pussy. Show it to Scotty, it’s all part of his training.”
Eli moved from my ass to my face so I could take a look at his know semi hard black cock. He was holding it in his two hands.
“Impressive, uh?”
I could smell it. I was grossed out but I did not stop looking. I had been really conditioned to keep on staring. I was afraid I would be scolded if I stopped.
Soon, Damian’s cock was right beside his mate’s. He was getting hard too.
“Guys, let’s go. You’ve had your fun and I’ve done my exercise now!” I insisted.
“You should thank us for helping you out. This is awkward for us as well!”
“Yes, thank us and we go.” Damian ordered.
I could not believe this.
“Come on, don’t be ungrateful!” Eli moved back behind me. “Damn though, I’m super hard now.”
I tried to stand up, saying:
“It’s not funny anymore. Let’s stop this.”
I even whispered: “Thank you, guys.”
More stories including the next chapters of Wrestling team gone wild and exclusive bonus on Patreon: Thomas Lodge is creating Gay Erotic Stories | Patreon
I just posted chapter 11 on Patreon and this is my favourite so far! I hope you'll enjoy reading it as much as I did writing it!
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Wrestling Team Gone Wild
Chapter 5: Locker-room exposure (Part 2)
I tried to move but Eli and Damian pushed me down, locking me on the floor.
“Wait, we cannot put our singlet back on. We are fucking hard now!” Yelled Damian, as if he was pissed of me.
“Fuck your juicy bubble butt! I was trying not to cum for the last few days to keep my testosterones in, but now! Look at me” Complained Eli.
“Well, figure it out guys!” I grumbled.
I was so annoyed at this point; they were really messing with me. My knees were hurting against the tile floors and the training was about to start. We would all be in trouble.
“If we are late, this is going to be your fault. And there is no way it will go down if I don’t take care of it now.” Said Damian.
“Same for me. Shit, I need to cum or I won’t be able to go training and all three of us will be stuck here.”
“Come on guys, let’s go…” I pleaded.
“Damn! Scotty! Can’t you see the problem.” Damian pushed his cock towards my face, it slapped my right cheek. I was mortified. “You flaunt your ass. You get on your knees. You act like a girl who wants some dicks and then you get mad at us from getting hard! You must be kidding!”
“Where’s my phone. I need some porn to cum quickly.” Said Eli.
“Come on man, let’s just look at his pussy hole.” Proposed his mate.
“Guys, no! You’re not going to cum looking at me! That’s fucking gay!” I shouted, my voice echoing in the locker-room.
“It’s 6pm now, we are already late! What do you prefer? We arrive at the training and we explain that we are late because you had turned us on? Or you help us releasing ourselves and we move on. Your call!”
“I did not turn you on!” I objected to his first point. But I did not pick either option he was offering me.
“Well, we’re hard and you’re on your knees. Simple math dude, you turned us on.”
“Anyway, we cannot get late. I’m hard as a rock now and I need to cum.” Eli was furiously masturbating at this point.
“Eli, just spread his ass, I’m gonna try to forget this is Scotty and just look at that pussy asshole.”
I felt Eli’s big hands spreading my ass cheeks like never before, my asshole fully exposed.
“Guys!” I pleaded.
“Fucking fag ass.” Moaned Damian.
I had to do something but my mind was a blank. I awkwardly tried to move away, and then, remaining on the floor, to at least push Eli’s hands away.
“Help us out here, man! We don’t have all day. That’s no big deal, just put your head against the tiles and spread your ass with your hands.”
My mind switched. I was so stressed that they were still not cumming so I did it. I took the most degrading position I could think of, reminiscing some of the hardcore porn I was watching from time to time.
They were actually jerking off over me. I wanted to make them stop but at the same time, I was praying that they would cum quickly. What if someone came in the locker-room and saw us like that? I knew that every complaint I would address to the Coach would be seen as me, not being comfortable enough with myself.
“Fuck yeah, bitch!” One of the two yelled.
They were moaning loudly. Were they not afraid somebody would catch them? I guess my position was worse than them.
“Spread wider!”
I obliged. I just was no longer able to say no to them.
“Hide out your dick.”
I tried to obey to every command. I was losing it. The sounds of their hands fapping against their balls ware making me delirious.
After some more grunting, moaning, and ass spreading, finally, they cummed. Eli ejaculated first, I heard him breathing heavily on my side at the moment of orgasm and he went to wash his hands full of semen under the shower head, but then when Damian cummed second, I felt some splashes against my ass.
“Mmmmm, that pussy is just fucking too good, bitch!”
Finally, feeling his sperm hitting my back and my ass got out of my torpor and I stood up, shaking.
“WHAT THE FUCK!” I looked at a thick white substance running down my leg. I was ready to punch Damian.
“Sorry bro, there was just a lot, could not aim right!” He backed down a little, his dick still hard dripping with cum.
“What the hell? You fucking jizzed on my ass! That’s freaking homo!”
Damian shrugged his shoulders.
“Relax man! Just some protein. It’s not going to kill you.” He rolled his eyes while searching for his towel: “You really are a drama queen, that’s a fag thing.”
“Thanks for the release.” Said Eli who was coming back from the showers with his singlet in his hand.
They hurried up to put their singlets on, and I remained there, dumbfounded. I got fucking cum on my ass. All my body was trembling. What should I do? Expose them to the team, to the Coach? What had just happened was beyond every limit. Even the Coach would condemn that! They would get kick out of the team.
I felt so dirty, I needed to take a shower after this.
I came in on the mat roughly 10 minutes later, after I had scrubbed my ass a million times.
“You need to change right after the other guys are ready, Scott. No need to wait there for half an hour!” Scolded Coach Ranson.
“Sorry, Coach, I…”
“No, no, that’s ok, as long as you were naked in there, that’s the main point on focus for you this week. Just join Daniel and the other boys from your group.”
“Yes, Coach.”
I passed by Damian. He stopped me to whisper something in my ear.
“Sorry about earlier bro. I guess I did not expect your ass to be such a turn on…”
For once, he seemed genuine. I did not respond. What did he want me to say, that this was fine? That I was happy to help?! Fuck that guy!
I considered for long minutes to tell on him to the coaches or even to Travis, but the words “Eli and Damian masturbated over me” could just not come out of my mouth.
The training was pretty uneventful after that. I was a bit distracted but I still got some congratulations from Daniel on my moves. Travis also did well. At least, when I was on the mat or focused on my efforts, I did not think about anything else, I was in my zone.
But when it was time to go back to the locker-room to shower and change, I got nervous again. I knew what was expecting of me, but I needed to set up some boundaries. This was getting out of control. It was tricky though, if I complained, this would be seen as me not being comfortable in my own skin.
I got naked as soon as I entered and went in the communal showers, joining the guys, I let them check my ass and I showered for a long time. I somewhat decided to own it, maybe that would make it better.
Thankfully, Damian had a date that night and everyone got change into their everyday clothes pretty quickly after that. I was left with Travis who was waiting for me to go back to our dorms, all dressed up already.
I was still naked of course.
“Pretty crazy what the coach asks from us.” He pointed out. I thought I should be the one to talk...
“Yeah… I think this is too much, man…”
“It will soon be over. But look, I gotta tell you, he asked me something as well. As he knows we are sharing rooms.”
“You’re making me nervous, dude.”
“It’s not much, he just wants you to wear this when we are in our rooms together.” He got a white jockstrap with a grey strap from his bag. “He asked me to make sure that you do, that he could come at any time to check if we were following the rules and if we were not, I would get a punishment too.”
I sighed.
“Do I really have to be naked at all times?”
“Sorry dude, apparently, you really freaked out the Coach with your reactions and he’s afraid that you’d get a meltdown being seen in public in your singlet for the first comp. It’s just so you can get comfortable with your ass hanging out I guess. To tell you the truth, I don’t like the idea at all. It’s weird to have you in these at all times in our room…” He looked at the jockstrap, disgusted.
“Bro, this is getting worse and worse…”
“Look, for the singlet, they let you off once you had lost some weight. So, I guess this is going to be the same thing with that. It should not last more than one week, and don’t worry, I don’t intend to check you out.”
I must say I was glad that I was sharing my room with Travis and not with Damian.
“Ok, let me put it on.”
He smiled at me.
“It’s just a pair of underwear. Easier to do than having to train seven times a week like Harry or Amir.”
“Yeah… I mean, I don’t care about the stupid jockstraps in our room. I don’t like showing off my ass, sure, but who does? But with you, like, really, no big deal. The problem is Damian… He… Like, he takes advantage of the situation.”
I almost explained the whole thing to Travis but could not say much more than that.
“Don’t mind Damian, he’s just losing it! He’s super jealous of all the attention you’re getting from the Coach. You’re clearly the new star athlete of the team, this is why they’re all mad.”
Travis seemed a bit upset as well. Did all my teammates feel this way?
Sure, I was always getting compliments from the staff. Maybe they were undeserved? But I also had to go through one-on-one trainings, and now being exposed and naked pretty much at all time.
I was not sure it was worth it.
“You would rather be in my place?” I asked Travis.
“Look, I just want everyone to do well. Don’t get me wrong, I do think Coach Ranson is extreme, he treats every tiny problem with radical methods, but I also think he’s the best Coach we’ve ever had. Don’t you think we are making progress?”
“I do… I’m 100% committed. I’m doing everything the Coach asks, it’s just… I wonder if this would actually give us results.”
“Let’s make a deal. We do it 100. We do everything the Coach says and if after the next competition, we feel like we’re dominating the game, then, we keep on going, if we think this is just a lot of investments and crazy stuff for nothing, we just quit.”
“Agreed. If wrestling does not work out, I’ll just leave. I already almost did at the end of last year.”
“Now, put the jockstrap on and let’s go to our room.”
Back in our dorms, I did remove all my clothes to stay in only my jock. Travis said he would not look but his eyes seemed irretrievably attracted to my ass. Did I really have a girl’s ass?
I held on to our last conversation.
We had only a few weeks before our first real competition and at this point, I should be done with the exercises regarding overcoming my insecurities. I will fucking win the competition and then, everything will be all right...
At least, I could hope so!
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Wrestling Team Gone Wild
Chapter 5: Locker-room exposure (Part 2)
I tried to move but Eli and Damian pushed me down, locking me on the floor.
“Wait, we cannot put our singlet back on. We are fucking hard now!” Yelled Damian, as if he was pissed of me.
“Fuck your juicy bubble butt! I was trying not to cum for the last few days to keep my testosterones in, but now! Look at me” Complained Eli.
“Well, figure it out guys!” I grumbled.
I was so annoyed at this point; they were really messing with me. My knees were hurting against the tile floors and the training was about to start. We would all be in trouble.
“If we are late, this is going to be your fault. And there is no way it will go down if I don’t take care of it now.” Said Damian.
“Same for me. Shit, I need to cum or I won’t be able to go training and all three of us will be stuck here.”
“Come on guys, let’s go…” I pleaded.
“Damn! Scotty! Can’t you see the problem.” Damian pushed his cock towards my face, it slapped my right cheek. I was mortified. “You flaunt your ass. You get on your knees. You act like a girl who wants some dicks and then you get mad at us from getting hard! You must be kidding!”
“Where’s my phone. I need some porn to cum quickly.” Said Eli.
“Come on man, let’s just look at his pussy hole.” Proposed his mate.
“Guys, no! You’re not going to cum looking at me! That’s fucking gay!” I shouted, my voice echoing in the locker-room.
“It’s 6pm now, we are already late! What do you prefer? We arrive at the training and we explain that we are late because you had turned us on? Or you help us releasing ourselves and we move on. Your call!”
“I did not turn you on!” I objected to his first point. But I did not pick either option he was offering me.
“Well, we’re hard and you’re on your knees. Simple math dude, you turned us on.”
“Anyway, we cannot get late. I’m hard as a rock now and I need to cum.” Eli was furiously masturbating at this point.
“Eli, just spread his ass, I’m gonna try to forget this is Scotty and just look at that pussy asshole.”
I felt Eli’s big hands spreading my ass cheeks like never before, my asshole fully exposed.
“Guys!” I pleaded.
“Fucking fag ass.” Moaned Damian.
I had to do something but my mind was a blank. I awkwardly tried to move away, and then, remaining on the floor, to at least push Eli’s hands away.
“Help us out here, man! We don’t have all day. That’s no big deal, just put your head against the tiles and spread your ass with your hands.”
My mind switched. I was so stressed that they were still not cumming so I did it. I took the most degrading position I could think of, reminiscing some of the hardcore porn I was watching from time to time.
They were actually jerking off over me. I wanted to make them stop but at the same time, I was praying that they would cum quickly. What if someone came in the locker-room and saw us like that? I knew that every complaint I would address to the Coach would be seen as me, not being comfortable enough with myself.
“Fuck yeah, bitch!” One of the two yelled.
They were moaning loudly. Were they not afraid somebody would catch them? I guess my position was worse than them.
“Spread wider!”
I obliged. I just was no longer able to say no to them.
“Hide out your dick.”
I tried to obey to every command. I was losing it. The sounds of their hands fapping against their balls ware making me delirious.
After some more grunting, moaning, and ass spreading, finally, they cummed. Eli ejaculated first, I heard him breathing heavily on my side at the moment of orgasm and he went to wash his hands full of semen under the shower head, but then when Damian cummed second, I felt some splashes against my ass.
“Mmmmm, that pussy is just fucking too good, bitch!”
Finally, feeling his sperm hitting my back and my ass got out of my torpor and I stood up, shaking.
“WHAT THE FUCK!” I looked at a thick white substance running down my leg. I was ready to punch Damian.
“Sorry bro, there was just a lot, could not aim right!” He backed down a little, his dick still hard dripping with cum.
“What the hell? You fucking jizzed on my ass! That’s freaking homo!”
Damian shrugged his shoulders.
“Relax man! Just some protein. It’s not going to kill you.” He rolled his eyes while searching for his towel: “You really are a drama queen, that’s a fag thing.”
“Thanks for the release.” Said Eli who was coming back from the showers with his singlet in his hand.
They hurried up to put their singlets on, and I remained there, dumbfounded. I got fucking cum on my ass. All my body was trembling. What should I do? Expose them to the team, to the Coach? What had just happened was beyond every limit. Even the Coach would condemn that! They would get kick out of the team.
I felt so dirty, I needed to take a shower after this.
I came in on the mat roughly 10 minutes later, after I had scrubbed my ass a million times.
“You need to change right after the other guys are ready, Scott. No need to wait there for half an hour!” Scolded Coach Ranson.
“Sorry, Coach, I…”
“No, no, that’s ok, as long as you were naked in there, that’s the main point on focus for you this week. Just join Daniel and the other boys from your group.”
“Yes, Coach.”
I passed by Damian. He stopped me to whisper something in my ear.
“Sorry about earlier bro. I guess I did not expect your ass to be such a turn on…”
For once, he seemed genuine. I did not respond. What did he want me to say, that this was fine? That I was happy to help?! Fuck that guy!
I considered for long minutes to tell on him to the coaches or even to Travis, but the words “Eli and Damian masturbated over me” could just not come out of my mouth.
The training was pretty uneventful after that. I was a bit distracted but I still got some congratulations from Daniel on my moves. Travis also did well. At least, when I was on the mat or focused on my efforts, I did not think about anything else, I was in my zone.
But when it was time to go back to the locker-room to shower and change, I got nervous again. I knew what was expecting of me, but I needed to set up some boundaries. This was getting out of control. It was tricky though, if I complained, this would be seen as me not being comfortable in my own skin.
I got naked as soon as I entered and went in the communal showers, joining the guys, I let them check my ass and I showered for a long time. I somewhat decided to own it, maybe that would make it better.
Thankfully, Damian had a date that night and everyone got change into their everyday clothes pretty quickly after that. I was left with Travis who was waiting for me to go back to our dorms, all dressed up already.
I was still naked of course.
“Pretty crazy what the coach asks from us.” He pointed out. I thought I should be the one to talk...
“Yeah… I think this is too much, man…”
“It will soon be over. But look, I gotta tell you, he asked me something as well. As he knows we are sharing rooms.”
“You’re making me nervous, dude.”
“It’s not much, he just wants you to wear this when we are in our rooms together.” He got a white jockstrap with a grey strap from his bag. “He asked me to make sure that you do, that he could come at any time to check if we were following the rules and if we were not, I would get a punishment too.”
I sighed.
“Do I really have to be naked at all times?”
“Sorry dude, apparently, you really freaked out the Coach with your reactions and he’s afraid that you’d get a meltdown being seen in public in your singlet for the first comp. It’s just so you can get comfortable with your ass hanging out I guess. To tell you the truth, I don’t like the idea at all. It’s weird to have you in these at all times in our room…” He looked at the jockstrap, disgusted.
“Bro, this is getting worse and worse…”
“Look, for the singlet, they let you off once you had lost some weight. So, I guess this is going to be the same thing with that. It should not last more than one week, and don’t worry, I don’t intend to check you out.”
I must say I was glad that I was sharing my room with Travis and not with Damian.
“Ok, let me put it on.”
He smiled at me.
“It’s just a pair of underwear. Easier to do than having to train seven times a week like Harry or Amir.”
“Yeah… I mean, I don’t care about the stupid jockstraps in our room. I don’t like showing off my ass, sure, but who does? But with you, like, really, no big deal. The problem is Damian… He… Like, he takes advantage of the situation.”
I almost explained the whole thing to Travis but could not say much more than that.
“Don’t mind Damian, he’s just losing it! He’s super jealous of all the attention you’re getting from the Coach. You’re clearly the new star athlete of the team, this is why they’re all mad.”
Travis seemed a bit upset as well. Did all my teammates feel this way?
Sure, I was always getting compliments from the staff. Maybe they were undeserved? But I also had to go through one-on-one trainings, and now being exposed and naked pretty much at all time.
I was not sure it was worth it.
“You would rather be in my place?” I asked Travis.
“Look, I just want everyone to do well. Don’t get me wrong, I do think Coach Ranson is extreme, he treats every tiny problem with radical methods, but I also think he’s the best Coach we’ve ever had. Don’t you think we are making progress?”
“I do… I’m 100% committed. I’m doing everything the Coach asks, it’s just… I wonder if this would actually give us results.”
“Let’s make a deal. We do it 100. We do everything the Coach says and if after the next competition, we feel like we’re dominating the game, then, we keep on going, if we think this is just a lot of investments and crazy stuff for nothing, we just quit.”
“Agreed. If wrestling does not work out, I’ll just leave. I already almost did at the end of last year.”
“Now, put the jockstrap on and let’s go to our room.”
Back in our dorms, I did remove all my clothes to stay in only my jock. Travis said he would not look but his eyes seemed irretrievably attracted to my ass. Did I really have a girl’s ass?
I held on to our last conversation.
We had only a few weeks before our first real competition and at this point, I should be done with the exercises regarding overcoming my insecurities. I will fucking win the competition and then, everything will be all right...
At least, I could hope so!
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A new coach with rather unorthodox methods is appointed to bring the University's wresting team back to the top. Unfortunately for straight hunk Scott, the path to victory involves turning him into the team's bitch.
The story, names, and places are entirely fictional. All characters featured are above 18. Enjoy.
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Wrestling Team Gone Wild
Chapter 6: First Cumpetition (Part 1)
“Shit is getting real boys! Your first competition is in exactly 9 days! It’s time we put in place our beast mode protocol. Strict diet. Complete focus. No girls. No cum.”
Coach Ranson was making his speech in the locker-room after our Thursday training. As instructed, I was naked, on all fours, determined to show the Coach, the staff and the rest of team that I did not need any more lesson to be taught regarding my body insecurities.
Practice had gone very well that day, I had reached my perfect weight of 149 lbs and managed to take the upper hand over Travis.
“Coach, I can try not to cum but how am I going to stop the ladies from coming at me?” Asked Damian Feytons with a grin.
Doctor Peterson spoke.
“Feytons, you better take this seriously. We will run tests before your matches, if your level of testosterones is too low, you might just sit on the bench while your teammates compete.”
“Being forbidden to compete just because we have cummed? Really?” Asked Harry Cooper.
“Yes, really. What do you think we’re doing here? This is common practice among professional athletes and it brings tremendous results. Imagine how strong, how eager, how aggressive you will feel in 9 days! Is not that what you want?”
Everyone mumbled a yes but we were all a little stunt by how real the “non-ejaculation” rule had just gotten. I myself was already working on limiting my jerk off sessions to a minimum following the Coach’s advice for a couple of weeks. I had not cummed in 5 days at that point and it was already difficult to think about anything else.
But what was coming next (no pun intended) was even crazier.
“Look, as you were not aware that this would start today, as an exceptional favour, we will allow you to ejaculate right now, but no one is allowed to cum once you are out of this locker-room!” Explained Coach Ranson.
“Are you serious, Coach?” Asked Cory, showing more bravery than usual.
Cory had not gone into the showers yet and his naked body, that I was forced to stare at to work on my body issues, was pearling with sweat.
“Am I usually kidding?” Questioned the Coach and Cory just nodded no.
I saw that Damian was already touching his meaty dick. I knew too well that this one did not mind cumming right there, in the middle of the locker-room.
“Go ahead, guys.” Said Doctor Peterson. “It’s now or never, your call.”
“I don’t know… Jerking off with other guys, it’s kinda gay, no?” Mumbled Tom to two of his mates.
“Bunch of pussies!” Laughed Damian. “None of you ever circle jerked before? Are you sure you even belong to this university?”
He was already pumping his dick to make it hard. This guy had no shame at all.
Eli and Harry soon joined him, feeling their own cocks as well. I looked away this time, it was one thing to look at them changing but jerking off, that was a whole other story. This could not do anything to help with my wrestling skills!
“Problem there?” Barked Coach Ranson at my attention.
“Sorry Coach, I…”
“You have to look!” The Head Coach shouted before calming down. He seemed so excited for some weird reasons. “I mean, I think this is the perfect opportunity to finish your training before our first big competition. See, it’s right there! Look at how comfortable they are with their bodies! You should aspire to reach this level of confidence!”
I stared at them again, getting red.
“That’s all-good Scott. We’re all men here.” Said Coach Daniel, to reassure me.
Maybe, but he was wearing his nylon shorts and I was still naked on all fours!
“Do you want us to jerk off right here?” Asked Tom. Despite his initial concerns, he was always ready to please the Coach in every way possible.
“I don’t want anything from you, boy, but if you want to cum once more before the next 10 days, this would be the time, indeed. You can use a porn on your phone, no need to pretend you don’t have some naughty shit on there.”
Always a nice bonding experience within a team!” Commented Coach Daniel.
“Also, a good sign to see if you are all healthy!” Added Doctor Peterson.
Did they all go mad?
Damian walked behind me.
“I don’t really like porn too much, only a real pussy makes me really hard but the view from here, that nice bubble but, it’s like having the real thing!”
It took me a few seconds to understand that he was talking about me.
I may have made my biggest mistake so far. I tried to cover up my ass with my hands and getting up.
“What do you think you’re doing Russel?!”
Coach Ranson was furious. I had never seen him in this state.
“Good Lord, you still feel the need to cover up as soon as someone makes the slightest comment on your body! After all the progress we have made! Feytons here is teasing you, that should not be a big deal but you just cannot handle it! What if someone from the crowd in the opposing team call you out on your fat butt during the competition?! It might damn well happen you know! Your ass in this singlet is quite noticeable. One single comment and they’ll mess with your brain!”
“They won’t Coach… I swear… I…” I tried to defend myself but this attempt was quite miserable, I was very stressed.
“ON ALL FOURS BOY!” The Head Coach roared like a lunatic.
This was the first time he gave me such a direct and firm order in front of the entire team and staff, everybody got silent around us. I felt tears coming to my eyes. I was trying so hard to fit in this team and I could never do it right!
I realize now that this was another point where I should have put my foot down but I guess it was already too late, I could not handle the Coach being mad at me. At this moment, he was simply terrifying me and I did not see any way out.
I went back to my position, on all fours.
“Now Russel, I want you to crawl that way to show off your ass to every... Wait, I have a better idea! It will be easier if you all form a circle around our Scott right here.”
Everyone moved to form a circle around me, I crawled a bit to make sure I was right in the middle of it. They were all naked but only a few of them were actively touching their dicks. It was quite surreal. Damian was already fully hard. His dick was really impressive, both in length and in girth. It was also the first time I noticed how big his balls were, how they seem full.
I had more than 20 hunky naked guys around me. I felt a bit disoriented.
“Now, all of you, I want you to comment on Scotty’s big fat ass. He is going to turn around slowly so you can all have a nice view of his butt. Put your face against the floor Scotty, your bottom needs to be in full display.”
I heard Coach Daniel murmured.
“Do you think this is necessary, Coach?”
But he was cut off by both Doctor Peterson and Coach Ranson who talked at the same time.
“It is.”
Nobody else objected. Surprisingly, it was young Tom who spoke first among the athletes.
“He does have a big bubble ass. A real girl’s ass.” He said, matter of factly.
“No, no.” Corrected Damian. “Russel has a bitch’s ass. It’s like a girl’s ass except it is only waiting for getting fucked.”
Some of the guys laughed at my expense.
I saw Travis faked a faint smile and I felt very betrayed. At least, I hoped the smile was faked.
I knew that since I had been considered as the star athlete of the team by the staff, the other wrestlers were whispering behind my back. I heard some of them calling me the coach’s pet once or twice. But until that moment, I had not realized how much they were waiting for the first occasion to humiliate me. Did they really hate me?
After the first few comments, they did not stop. On the contrary, it’s like their words were getting raunchier and raunchier.
“Show us that whore’s bum, milady.” Shouted Cory.
“That’s not an ass, that’s a semi-truck!” I thought it was Eli but I could not see everyone.
“Fuck, when we get to see his hole, sorry her bitchy hole, it looks like a fucking pussy! I can’t believe it.” I did not recognize this one, but who cared, they were all thinking the same thing. I had the ass of a trashy Pornstar.
Without needing any further instruction from the Coach, they all understood what they were expecting to do and they began to masturbate. I was no longer questioning why I was participating in this charade, hell, why I was the main attraction of it.
At several occasions, I did try to reposition myself in a less exposing way, moving my head away from the floor tiles, but at some point, Damian put his dirty giant feet against my face so I could no longer move it. I stopped fighting and just let him have his way.
He was jerking his big dick off above me. He was using his two hands.
At this point, all my teammates, including Travis, were basically jacking off.
Coach Ranson came in the middle of the circle. I foolishly thought he was about to end this madness but I should have known better.
Instead, he grabbed my ass and spread my cheeks.
“This is for you own good, Scott, we are simply finishing up with the protocol we have started. Full exposure. Your biggest fear. After that, you will be so comfortable with yourself on the mat, nothing will stop you! You are our most precious talent!”
The other guys grunted.
“See boys, how Russel is committed for the team. This is what I am expecting from all of you!”
“Yes, Coach!” Shouted some of the athletes, excited, in more ways than one.
“Coach… I… I’m sorry… I’m gonna…”
The view of my open anus, still stretched out by Coach Ranson, was too much for Tom who cummed in his hand. Some drops of semen were stuck in his ginger pubic hair.
Everybody else laughed.
“I bet it was the first time Tom got so closed to a pussy!”
“Fuck you, Eli!” Snapped back Tom, who seemed a bit embarrassed having ejaculated so fast.
“Come on boys, we don’t have all day! Follow Tom’s lead here so we can be done with that.” The Head Coach was getting impatient. Did he have a dinner to attend after having his whole team of wrestlers ejaculating in the locker-room?
“It’s hard, Coach, without porn and just Scotty’s ass here.” Complained Harry Cooper.
“Can he wiggle his ass a bit?” Suggested someone.
I did not wait for the answer and started to move my ass up and down awkwardly, still against the floor. I just knew I would have to do it anyway so I would rather be in control of my humiliation. My first and miserable attempt at twerking. I weirdly smiled at the craziness of the situation. What was I doing with myself?
“You go, girl!” Shouted Harry and Cory, who were laughing out loud now, jerking off right next to each other. A nice bounding moment for the team indeed.
Damian who had still his foot up my face, slapped my ass:
“YES, BITCH! That’s what we want!”
“Hide your dick, that’s gross man! It’s hanging between your legs.”
I held it in my hand and pushed it against my belly. Another guy cummed. And another one. When the fourth one ejaculated, I felt something on my back. It had splashed everywhere.
Fucking gross!
[Part II continues below]
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A new coach with rather unorthodox methods is appointed to bring the University's wresting team back to the top. Unfortunately for straight hunk Scott, the path to victory involves turning him into the team's bitch.
The story, names, and places are entirely fictional. All characters featured are above 18. Enjoy.
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Wrestling Team Gone Wild
Chapter 6: First Cumpetition (Part 1)
“Shit is getting real boys! Your first competition is in exactly 9 days! It’s time we put in place our beast mode protocol. Strict diet. Complete focus. No girls. No cum.”
Coach Ranson was making his speech in the locker-room after our Thursday training. As instructed, I was naked, on all fours, determined to show the Coach, the staff and the rest of team that I did not need any more lesson to be taught regarding my body insecurities.
Practice had gone very well that day, I had reached my perfect weight of 149 lbs and managed to take the upper hand over Travis.
“Coach, I can try not to cum but how am I going to stop the ladies from coming at me?” Asked Damian Feytons with a grin.
Doctor Peterson spoke.
“Feytons, you better take this seriously. We will run tests before your matches, if your level of testosterones is too low, you might just sit on the bench while your teammates compete.”
“Being forbidden to compete just because we have cummed? Really?” Asked Harry Cooper.
“Yes, really. What do you think we’re doing here? This is common practice among professional athletes and it brings tremendous results. Imagine how strong, how eager, how aggressive you will feel in 9 days! Is not that what you want?”
Everyone mumbled a yes but we were all a little stunt by how real the “non-ejaculation” rule had just gotten. I myself was already working on limiting my jerk off sessions to a minimum following the Coach’s advice for a couple of weeks. I had not cummed in 5 days at that point and it was already difficult to think about anything else.
But what was coming next (no pun intended) was even crazier.
“Look, as you were not aware that this would start today, as an exceptional favour, we will allow you to ejaculate right now, but no one is allowed to cum once you are out of this locker-room!” Explained Coach Ranson.
“Are you serious, Coach?” Asked Cory, showing more bravery than usual.
Cory had not gone into the showers yet and his naked body, that I was forced to stare at to work on my body issues, was pearling with sweat.
“Am I usually kidding?” Questioned the Coach and Cory just nodded no.
I saw that Damian was already touching his meaty dick. I knew too well that this one did not mind cumming right there, in the middle of the locker-room.
“Go ahead, guys.” Said Doctor Peterson. “It’s now or never, your call.”
“I don’t know… Jerking off with other guys, it’s kinda gay, no?” Mumbled Tom to two of his mates.
“Bunch of pussies!” Laughed Damian. “None of you ever circle jerked before? Are you sure you even belong to this university?”
He was already pumping his dick to make it hard. This guy had no shame at all.
Eli and Harry soon joined him, feeling their own cocks as well. I looked away this time, it was one thing to look at them changing but jerking off, that was a whole other story. This could not do anything to help with my wrestling skills!
“Problem there?” Barked Coach Ranson at my attention.
“Sorry Coach, I…”
“You have to look!” The Head Coach shouted before calming down. He seemed so excited for some weird reasons. “I mean, I think this is the perfect opportunity to finish your training before our first big competition. See, it’s right there! Look at how comfortable they are with their bodies! You should aspire to reach this level of confidence!”
I stared at them again, getting red.
“That’s all-good Scott. We’re all men here.” Said Coach Daniel, to reassure me.
Maybe, but he was wearing his nylon shorts and I was still naked on all fours!
“Do you want us to jerk off right here?” Asked Tom. Despite his initial concerns, he was always ready to please the Coach in every way possible.
“I don’t want anything from you, boy, but if you want to cum once more before the next 10 days, this would be the time, indeed. You can use a porn on your phone, no need to pretend you don’t have some naughty shit on there.”
Always a nice bonding experience within a team!” Commented Coach Daniel.
“Also, a good sign to see if you are all healthy!” Added Doctor Peterson.
Did they all go mad?
Damian walked behind me.
“I don’t really like porn too much, only a real pussy makes me really hard but the view from here, that nice bubble but, it’s like having the real thing!”
It took me a few seconds to understand that he was talking about me.
I may have made my biggest mistake so far. I tried to cover up my ass with my hands and getting up.
“What do you think you’re doing Russel?!”
Coach Ranson was furious. I had never seen him in this state.
“Good Lord, you still feel the need to cover up as soon as someone makes the slightest comment on your body! After all the progress we have made! Feytons here is teasing you, that should not be a big deal but you just cannot handle it! What if someone from the crowd in the opposing team call you out on your fat butt during the competition?! It might damn well happen you know! Your ass in this singlet is quite noticeable. One single comment and they’ll mess with your brain!”
“They won’t Coach… I swear… I…” I tried to defend myself but this attempt was quite miserable, I was very stressed.
“ON ALL FOURS BOY!” The Head Coach roared like a lunatic.
This was the first time he gave me such a direct and firm order in front of the entire team and staff, everybody got silent around us. I felt tears coming to my eyes. I was trying so hard to fit in this team and I could never do it right!
I realize now that this was another point where I should have put my foot down but I guess it was already too late, I could not handle the Coach being mad at me. At this moment, he was simply terrifying me and I did not see any way out.
I went back to my position, on all fours.
“Now Russel, I want you to crawl that way to show off your ass to every... Wait, I have a better idea! It will be easier if you all form a circle around our Scott right here.”
Everyone moved to form a circle around me, I crawled a bit to make sure I was right in the middle of it. They were all naked but only a few of them were actively touching their dicks. It was quite surreal. Damian was already fully hard. His dick was really impressive, both in length and in girth. It was also the first time I noticed how big his balls were, how they seem full.
I had more than 20 hunky naked guys around me. I felt a bit disoriented.
“Now, all of you, I want you to comment on Scotty’s big fat ass. He is going to turn around slowly so you can all have a nice view of his butt. Put your face against the floor Scotty, your bottom needs to be in full display.”
I heard Coach Daniel murmured.
“Do you think this is necessary, Coach?”
But he was cut off by both Doctor Peterson and Coach Ranson who talked at the same time.
“It is.”
Nobody else objected. Surprisingly, it was young Tom who spoke first among the athletes.
“He does have a big bubble ass. A real girl’s ass.” He said, matter of factly.
“No, no.” Corrected Damian. “Russel has a bitch’s ass. It’s like a girl’s ass except it is only waiting for getting fucked.”
Some of the guys laughed at my expense.
I saw Travis faked a faint smile and I felt very betrayed. At least, I hoped the smile was faked.
I knew that since I had been considered as the star athlete of the team by the staff, the other wrestlers were whispering behind my back. I heard some of them calling me the coach’s pet once or twice. But until that moment, I had not realized how much they were waiting for the first occasion to humiliate me. Did they really hate me?
After the first few comments, they did not stop. On the contrary, it’s like their words were getting raunchier and raunchier.
“Show us that whore’s bum, milady.” Shouted Cory.
“That’s not an ass, that’s a semi-truck!” I thought it was Eli but I could not see everyone.
“Fuck, when we get to see his hole, sorry her bitchy hole, it looks like a fucking pussy! I can’t believe it.” I did not recognize this one, but who cared, they were all thinking the same thing. I had the ass of a trashy Pornstar.
Without needing any further instruction from the Coach, they all understood what they were expecting to do and they began to masturbate. I was no longer questioning why I was participating in this charade, hell, why I was the main attraction of it.
At several occasions, I did try to reposition myself in a less exposing way, moving my head away from the floor tiles, but at some point, Damian put his dirty giant feet against my face so I could no longer move it. I stopped fighting and just let him have his way.
He was jerking his big dick off above me. He was using his two hands.
At this point, all my teammates, including Travis, were basically jacking off.
Coach Ranson came in the middle of the circle. I foolishly thought he was about to end this madness but I should have known better.
Instead, he grabbed my ass and spread my cheeks.
“This is for you own good, Scott, we are simply finishing up with the protocol we have started. Full exposure. Your biggest fear. After that, you will be so comfortable with yourself on the mat, nothing will stop you! You are our most precious talent!”
The other guys grunted.
“See boys, how Russel is committed for the team. This is what I am expecting from all of you!”
“Yes, Coach!” Shouted some of the athletes, excited, in more ways than one.
“Coach… I… I’m sorry… I’m gonna…”
The view of my open anus, still stretched out by Coach Ranson, was too much for Tom who cummed in his hand. Some drops of semen were stuck in his ginger pubic hair.
Everybody else laughed.
“I bet it was the first time Tom got so closed to a pussy!”
“Fuck you, Eli!” Snapped back Tom, who seemed a bit embarrassed having ejaculated so fast.
“Come on boys, we don’t have all day! Follow Tom’s lead here so we can be done with that.” The Head Coach was getting impatient. Did he have a dinner to attend after having his whole team of wrestlers ejaculating in the locker-room?
“It’s hard, Coach, without porn and just Scotty’s ass here.” Complained Harry Cooper.
“Can he wiggle his ass a bit?” Suggested someone.
I did not wait for the answer and started to move my ass up and down awkwardly, still against the floor. I just knew I would have to do it anyway so I would rather be in control of my humiliation. My first and miserable attempt at twerking. I weirdly smiled at the craziness of the situation. What was I doing with myself?
“You go, girl!” Shouted Harry and Cory, who were laughing out loud now, jerking off right next to each other. A nice bounding moment for the team indeed.
Damian who had still his foot up my face, slapped my ass:
“YES, BITCH! That’s what we want!”
“Hide your dick, that’s gross man! It’s hanging between your legs.”
I held it in my hand and pushed it against my belly. Another guy cummed. And another one. When the fourth one ejaculated, I felt something on my back. It had splashed everywhere.
Fucking gross!
[Part II continues below]
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A new coach with rather unorthodox methods is appointed to bring the University's wresting team back to the top. Unfortunately for straight hunk Scott, the path to victory involves turning him into the team's bitch.
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Wrestling Team Gone Wild
Chapter 6: First Cumpetition (Part 2)
A lot of them were moaning now.
Travis would not say anything but he was definitely jerking off. I would sometimes see him hard in our dorm room, I caught him masturbating a couple of times, nothing more normal when you share a space with a college guy, but right there, it was totally different. He was jerking off watching me. Well, watching my girly ass.
I would never have done something like that to him. I would never have participated in this.
I guess that above all, they were all just glad to be on the other side of this circle and not in the middle of it.
“Awwwhoooo” Howled Cory as he cummed all over my back. This time, I was almost certain, it was intentional. He definitely got closer to me as he felt his juice coming.
“Stop…” I mumbled unintelligibly but no one paid the slightest attention to me. I could not talk too much or I would literally be sucking Damian Feytons’ dirty and hairy toes.
It started to actually smell like cum and I was losing track of the number of guys remaining in the circle jerk.
I still had to move around a bit so everyone got a good view of my asshole. As more and more guys ejaculated, my face against the tiles was touching some of the cum sprayed on the floor. I tried to avoid it as much as possible but soon, there were so many of them cumming at the same time, I did not know what to do to avoid the splashes.
“Guys, that’s how we become a group, right there! A team! That’s my wolves!” Shouted the Head Coach excited. “Awhoooooooo”.
Eli Gardener unloaded his load in my open ass, I felt his cum against my hole.
“No!” I shouted. This was too much.
Eli slapped my ass.
“Shut up, bitch.”
I did. I shut up. I felt the cum dripping from my ass. Damian was now masturbating furiously, moaning louder and louder, still over me. The Coach, anyone from the staff, someone had to do something!
I saw Travis cumming on the floor, at least he did not aim his dick right at me. Contrary to Harry Cooper who was getting his dick very close to my ass as he was preparing himself to cum.
“If Eli got to do it, I want in as well! That’s the team spirit.”
He said while he finally released himself, spraying my hole. He aimed directly at my anus. I felt my ass getting filled with his cum. I was so confused; Could that be real? Harry looked a bit guilty once the excitement had passed. The hunk had just jizzed on me!
“Fucking fag, you love that don’t you!” Grunted Damian.
Was I?
The circle was now almost empty, Coach Daniel had disappeared, most of the guys were in the showers, Leo Peterson and Coach Ranson were watching the action from a bench, and only a few guys kept on watching me, still touching their cocks.
I had a moment of lucidity. I tried to speak.
“I… I…”
“What’s that, fat bitch?” Damian said, getting his face close to mine, he was no longer blocking me with his foot but, like a good boy, I kept my head against the floor.
“I don’t…”
“You don’t want what? My alpha cum in your asshole?”
I straightened up a bit.
“I don’t want your cum in my asshole.” I managed to say.
He then grunted.
“Fuck, it will have to be on your face then!”
Without any warning, his dick started to explode a few inches from my face, spraying my whole face and hair with his juice. The ejaculation took a while, Damian was moaning like a crazy man, letting go of volleys of milk all over my face.
I tried to move, some of his semen lent of my shoulders, but I felt it all over me. I got tons of it on my left cheek, on my lips too. I could no longer speak or I would swallow Damian’s cum. I fucking got a facial!
“That’s what you wanted, right? Cum on your face, not on your ass?” He said at the end, grinning. “Fantastic way to take one for the team Scott!” He patted my hair. “Oh gross, you got it everywhere.”
Two more guys, I could not tell who they were, cummed on my ass, or maybe in my ass – I could not tell anymore -, after Damian.
A minute later, I was left lying there, on the floor, covered in cum. Numb.
I heard Coach Ranson and Doctor Peterson pronouncing a speech in the shower.
I was semi-hearing what they were saying, big talks about “team cohesion” (…) “good to have some release and some fun from time to time” (…) “you enjoyed that last houra before the next competition” (…) “take good care of Russel, he is the strongest man of his team” (…) “take example on his commitment”.
I was dizzy. They were all howling like wolves in the showers now.
Someone came up to me. Someone wet.
It was Travis.
“You’re ok mate?” He seemed worried now.
I did not respond.
“Things got out of control, I… I’m sorry.”
He said as he helped me get sitting on a bench, disgusting by touching me as cum was still dripping from basically everywhere on my skin.
“This…. Is…. Sick.” I finally spoke.
The other guys came from the showers with the Coach and started to change back to their regular clothes. No-one was looking at me. Everything had degenerated so quickly, it had gone so far, most of them seemed unease.
“You should go shower too Russel, unless you want to keep that cum on you.” Said the Coach.
I stood up automatically and walked to the showers. The Coach stopped me. He grabbed me by the shoulders and looked me straight in the eyes.
“I am very proud of you Scott.” He said, very seriously. “I always knew you got great potential. During training today, you were amazing, and tonight, you showed a lot of resilience! You are going to beat them all on the mat!”
He hugged me, despite how disgusting I was. He then kissed me on the forehead in front of everyone. He did spit some cum out of his mouth afterwards… Probably residue of Damian’s ejaculation.
“Thank you, coach” I mumbled.
For a split second, I was very proud of myself. I was amazing during training. I was Coach Ranson’s best element. But, How? How could I feel pride after all of that?
“I know you did not get to release yourself but no special treatment for my boy. We were very clear it was now or never and the moment has passed, no cum for you until the cumpetion, sorry the competition.” Added Coach Ranson.
“Yes, Coach.”
I went to the shower; Damian was still there rinsing himself up. I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror, it was worse than I thought. My face was covered in cum, I had some of my shoulders, I could not see my back and ass but cum was sliding from my inner thigh.
Damian smiled when he saw me walk in. His big dick was flaccid now. I had a big cock too but at that instant, I felt way smaller than he was.
“All good, Scott?” He asked casually, soaping his dick.
I did not respond.
“You know it was all in good fun, right? Just a bit of hazing! Usual college stuff. Tons of guys get nutted on as part of their initiation, you had never done that before?”
If I had spoken, I would have broken in tears so I did not say a word.
“Come on, man. Chill out!”
While I was showering, he put his arm around my neck. I was shaking.
“You don’t have to take this all so seriously! Every sport team has this kind of fun, next time, it will be another one in the middle of this circle. Certainly not me though!” Damian said, letting go of me.
After the staff was gone, the team discussed some more. I remained naked until they were all done with changing. The atmosphere was still awkward, only the senior guys seem to be comfortable and ok with what had happened.
“Is this serious though, the non-cumming until the next comp?” Whispered Tom. “Athletes really do that?”
“I heard about it before, but I thought this was an urban legend. I guess they do that when there are really high stakes, like the Olympics.” Said Cory.
“One of my best mates used to compete in the rower teams at his college, he told me crazy stories about how they were forbidden to cum for weeks and weeks so they could be aggressive and full of testosterones when they were attending their competitions. But it was way worse, they also needed to ingest cum.” Explained Eli.
“Ingest cum?” Asked Amir.
I felt a lump in my throat.
“Yeah, I don’t know how that worked exactly.”
“I don’t know about you, little pussies, but if I don’t cum every 24 hours, my dick just explodes anyway! Poor Scotty felt it tonight. Right Donkey?”
I looked at the floor.
“And my level of testosterones is pretty much at a all-time high currently, so fuck that!” Stated Damian.
“I’ll follow the rule.” Settled Harry.
“I’m actually curious to see if it will affect my performance and I’m sure the doc could tell if we lied. I don’t want to be kick out of the team, especially now that things are getting so fun!” Eli winked at me.
“Could you hurry up guys? I am waiting for Scott and he cannot change unless you are all fully dressed.” Pressed Travis.
Yes, I was still following the stupid rule. It had become a reflex.
“You really are a pain in the ass.” Damian told as he was looking at me. “We always have to adjust our behaviour to accommodate and help the teacher’s pet.”
This was so unfair but again, I did not say anything. It was like I had become mute.
Everyone finally left and I changed. I put on my jockstrap and then my jeans.
“It better be all worth it.” Said Travis as we walked to our dormitories.
“Yeah…” I mumbled.
“Look Scott.” He stopped walking to look at me. “Maybe it got out of hands? I don’t know. The mob mentality, I just… I did not realize at first… I should have said something.”
“Maybe it got out of hands?” My voice broke down mid-sentence. Now I felt myself crying. I did not want to break down now.
Travis thought it was better to stop talking and I was glad. Roughly 10 minutes of complete silence later, we were back in our room. I unconsciously removed my top and jeans to find myself in only my jockstrap.
“Bro, it’s weird. It’s like, you’re always in your jockstrap in our dorms, you’re always watching our dicks and showing your ass in the locker rooms, it fucks with my brain.”
“It fucks with my brain too.”
Travis gave me an encouraging smile.
“Look, I’m sure it won’t happen again. The Coach just wanted to make an example out of you.”
“Yeah, I know…”
“And everybody is persuaded that you are going to kill it at the next comp, you were very good today. You are at the top of your game.”
He seemed sincere.
“Thank you.” I replied, attempting to smile back at my best friend.
Just like that, we went to bed.
How did I not leave the team after that night? I have no idea.
Travis was right, the training was fucking with our brains. If only I knew then that I had only seen a small part of what Coach Ranson and the others were capable of.
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A new coach with rather unorthodox methods is appointed to bring the University's wresting team back to the top. Unfortunately for straight hunk Scott, the path to victory involves turning him into the team's bitch.
The story, names, and places are entirely fictional. All characters featured are above 18. Enjoy.
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Wrestling Team Gone Wild
Chapter 6: First Cumpetition (Part 2)
A lot of them were moaning now.
Travis would not say anything but he was definitely jerking off. I would sometimes see him hard in our dorm room, I caught him masturbating a couple of times, nothing more normal when you share a space with a college guy, but right there, it was totally different. He was jerking off watching me. Well, watching my girly ass.
I would never have done something like that to him. I would never have participated in this.
I guess that above all, they were all just glad to be on the other side of this circle and not in the middle of it.
“Awwwhoooo” Howled Cory as he cummed all over my back. This time, I was almost certain, it was intentional. He definitely got closer to me as he felt his juice coming.
“Stop…” I mumbled unintelligibly but no one paid the slightest attention to me. I could not talk too much or I would literally be sucking Damian Feytons’ dirty and hairy toes.
It started to actually smell like cum and I was losing track of the number of guys remaining in the circle jerk.
I still had to move around a bit so everyone got a good view of my asshole. As more and more guys ejaculated, my face against the tiles was touching some of the cum sprayed on the floor. I tried to avoid it as much as possible but soon, there were so many of them cumming at the same time, I did not know what to do to avoid the splashes.
“Guys, that’s how we become a group, right there! A team! That’s my wolves!” Shouted the Head Coach excited. “Awhoooooooo”.
Eli Gardener unloaded his load in my open ass, I felt his cum against my hole.
“No!” I shouted. This was too much.
Eli slapped my ass.
“Shut up, bitch.”
I did. I shut up. I felt the cum dripping from my ass. Damian was now masturbating furiously, moaning louder and louder, still over me. The Coach, anyone from the staff, someone had to do something!
I saw Travis cumming on the floor, at least he did not aim his dick right at me. Contrary to Harry Cooper who was getting his dick very close to my ass as he was preparing himself to cum.
“If Eli got to do it, I want in as well! That’s the team spirit.”
He said while he finally released himself, spraying my hole. He aimed directly at my anus. I felt my ass getting filled with his cum. I was so confused; Could that be real? Harry looked a bit guilty once the excitement had passed. The hunk had just jizzed on me!
“Fucking fag, you love that don’t you!” Grunted Damian.
Was I?
The circle was now almost empty, Coach Daniel had disappeared, most of the guys were in the showers, Leo Peterson and Coach Ranson were watching the action from a bench, and only a few guys kept on watching me, still touching their cocks.
I had a moment of lucidity. I tried to speak.
“I… I…”
“What’s that, fat bitch?” Damian said, getting his face close to mine, he was no longer blocking me with his foot but, like a good boy, I kept my head against the floor.
“I don’t…”
“You don’t want what? My alpha cum in your asshole?”
I straightened up a bit.
“I don’t want your cum in my asshole.” I managed to say.
He then grunted.
“Fuck, it will have to be on your face then!”
Without any warning, his dick started to explode a few inches from my face, spraying my whole face and hair with his juice. The ejaculation took a while, Damian was moaning like a crazy man, letting go of volleys of milk all over my face.
I tried to move, some of his semen lent of my shoulders, but I felt it all over me. I got tons of it on my left cheek, on my lips too. I could no longer speak or I would swallow Damian’s cum. I fucking got a facial!
“That’s what you wanted, right? Cum on your face, not on your ass?” He said at the end, grinning. “Fantastic way to take one for the team Scott!” He patted my hair. “Oh gross, you got it everywhere.”
Two more guys, I could not tell who they were, cummed on my ass, or maybe in my ass – I could not tell anymore -, after Damian.
A minute later, I was left lying there, on the floor, covered in cum. Numb.
I heard Coach Ranson and Doctor Peterson pronouncing a speech in the shower.
I was semi-hearing what they were saying, big talks about “team cohesion” (…) “good to have some release and some fun from time to time” (…) “you enjoyed that last houra before the next competition” (…) “take good care of Russel, he is the strongest man of his team” (…) “take example on his commitment”.
I was dizzy. They were all howling like wolves in the showers now.
Someone came up to me. Someone wet.
It was Travis.
“You’re ok mate?” He seemed worried now.
I did not respond.
“Things got out of control, I… I’m sorry.”
He said as he helped me get sitting on a bench, disgusting by touching me as cum was still dripping from basically everywhere on my skin.
“This…. Is…. Sick.” I finally spoke.
The other guys came from the showers with the Coach and started to change back to their regular clothes. No-one was looking at me. Everything had degenerated so quickly, it had gone so far, most of them seemed unease.
“You should go shower too Russel, unless you want to keep that cum on you.” Said the Coach.
I stood up automatically and walked to the showers. The Coach stopped me. He grabbed me by the shoulders and looked me straight in the eyes.
“I am very proud of you Scott.” He said, very seriously. “I always knew you got great potential. During training today, you were amazing, and tonight, you showed a lot of resilience! You are going to beat them all on the mat!”
He hugged me, despite how disgusting I was. He then kissed me on the forehead in front of everyone. He did spit some cum out of his mouth afterwards… Probably residue of Damian’s ejaculation.
“Thank you, coach” I mumbled.
For a split second, I was very proud of myself. I was amazing during training. I was Coach Ranson’s best element. But, How? How could I feel pride after all of that?
“I know you did not get to release yourself but no special treatment for my boy. We were very clear it was now or never and the moment has passed, no cum for you until the cumpetion, sorry the competition.” Added Coach Ranson.
“Yes, Coach.”
I went to the shower; Damian was still there rinsing himself up. I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror, it was worse than I thought. My face was covered in cum, I had some of my shoulders, I could not see my back and ass but cum was sliding from my inner thigh.
Damian smiled when he saw me walk in. His big dick was flaccid now. I had a big cock too but at that instant, I felt way smaller than he was.
“All good, Scott?” He asked casually, soaping his dick.
I did not respond.
“You know it was all in good fun, right? Just a bit of hazing! Usual college stuff. Tons of guys get nutted on as part of their initiation, you had never done that before?”
If I had spoken, I would have broken in tears so I did not say a word.
“Come on, man. Chill out!”
While I was showering, he put his arm around my neck. I was shaking.
“You don’t have to take this all so seriously! Every sport team has this kind of fun, next time, it will be another one in the middle of this circle. Certainly not me though!” Damian said, letting go of me.
After the staff was gone, the team discussed some more. I remained naked until they were all done with changing. The atmosphere was still awkward, only the senior guys seem to be comfortable and ok with what had happened.
“Is this serious though, the non-cumming until the next comp?” Whispered Tom. “Athletes really do that?”
“I heard about it before, but I thought this was an urban legend. I guess they do that when there are really high stakes, like the Olympics.” Said Cory.
“One of my best mates used to compete in the rower teams at his college, he told me crazy stories about how they were forbidden to cum for weeks and weeks so they could be aggressive and full of testosterones when they were attending their competitions. But it was way worse, they also needed to ingest cum.” Explained Eli.
“Ingest cum?” Asked Amir.
I felt a lump in my throat.
“Yeah, I don’t know how that worked exactly.”
“I don’t know about you, little pussies, but if I don’t cum every 24 hours, my dick just explodes anyway! Poor Scotty felt it tonight. Right Donkey?”
I looked at the floor.
“And my level of testosterones is pretty much at a all-time high currently, so fuck that!” Stated Damian.
“I’ll follow the rule.” Settled Harry.
“I’m actually curious to see if it will affect my performance and I’m sure the doc could tell if we lied. I don’t want to be kick out of the team, especially now that things are getting so fun!” Eli winked at me.
“Could you hurry up guys? I am waiting for Scott and he cannot change unless you are all fully dressed.” Pressed Travis.
Yes, I was still following the stupid rule. It had become a reflex.
“You really are a pain in the ass.” Damian told as he was looking at me. “We always have to adjust our behaviour to accommodate and help the teacher’s pet.”
This was so unfair but again, I did not say anything. It was like I had become mute.
Everyone finally left and I changed. I put on my jockstrap and then my jeans.
“It better be all worth it.” Said Travis as we walked to our dormitories.
“Yeah…” I mumbled.
“Look Scott.” He stopped walking to look at me. “Maybe it got out of hands? I don’t know. The mob mentality, I just… I did not realize at first… I should have said something.”
“Maybe it got out of hands?” My voice broke down mid-sentence. Now I felt myself crying. I did not want to break down now.
Travis thought it was better to stop talking and I was glad. Roughly 10 minutes of complete silence later, we were back in our room. I unconsciously removed my top and jeans to find myself in only my jockstrap.
“Bro, it’s weird. It’s like, you’re always in your jockstrap in our dorms, you’re always watching our dicks and showing your ass in the locker rooms, it fucks with my brain.”
“It fucks with my brain too.”
Travis gave me an encouraging smile.
“Look, I’m sure it won’t happen again. The Coach just wanted to make an example out of you.”
“Yeah, I know…”
“And everybody is persuaded that you are going to kill it at the next comp, you were very good today. You are at the top of your game.”
He seemed sincere.
“Thank you.” I replied, attempting to smile back at my best friend.
Just like that, we went to bed.
How did I not leave the team after that night? I have no idea.
Travis was right, the training was fucking with our brains. If only I knew then that I had only seen a small part of what Coach Ranson and the others were capable of.
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Super hot story. Travis is sweet! *shipping*
I hope this is a much sweeter story. I've read my fair share of humiliation erotic stories so just maybe... I mean you are the writer, so you have full will and power its just hope
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