Becoming a Rugby Bitch, 17

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Becoming a Rugby Bitch, Part 17
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After they had sex, the coach was clear that Ryder had to tell Tyler about what he did with Bates. Ryder decided to get it over with as soon as possible, and told Tyler the next day. He had hoped that Tyler would react like the coach. First some anger at him, then rage at Bates.

The truth was that Tyler had never really claimed any right to control Ryder's sex life. He'd left that up to the coach. Thus, it seemed like Ryder could basically do whatever the coach said. And, in this case, even the Coach admitted that Ryder had been tricked, or at least taken advantage of. He also admitted that Tyler should have gone with Ryder to the party. All in all, he thought that Tyler would agree with this reasoning.

Things did not go as planned. Tyler was much madder than Ryder expected. It didn't help that Ryder brought up the coach's anger at Tyler for not going with him to the party. It made it seem like it was Tyler's fault which didn't help matters.

Tyler yelled for about ten minutes, ripping into Ryder for letting a guy like Bates fuck him. The blowjobs were instantly forgotten, but the fact that he'd given it up for Bates drove him crazy. He couldn't understand why Ryder would let Bates do him. Ryder had a hard time understanding why it was such a big deal. He was exactly a virgin.

"Cause I hate the guy, Josh. That's why." Tyler said, "And he fucked my boyfriend. You don't get it?"

Ryder stared at him quizzically.

"It's not about sex. He fucked you because you're mine. He fucked you because you're the Coach's. Do you honestly think that you're so hot that the dude went through all of these ministrations just to get a piece of your ass? You're a good-looking guy, Josh, but there's plenty of tail out there for a guy like him or me."

The last remark cut Ryder to the core, and he started to apologize. By the end of the fight, he was practically begging Tyler not to walk out on him.

Tyler just sighed. "Wait here." he said before he turned toward the door. “Don't worry, I'm coming back. Then he left.

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Bates was sitting in the living room watching TV when he heard someone pounding on the door. No one else was around, so he reluctantly got up to answer it.

Tyler didn't give Bates a chance to say a word. As soon as the door opened, as soon as he saw the glint of recognition in Bates' eyes, he threw his fist forward. It connected with Bates' jaw and cheekbone, and the jock flew backward onto the floor. He hadn't been expecting the blow.

Bates got up slowly, a little groggy from the attack. Tyler didn't pursue him. As Bates rubbed the skin along his cheekbone he smiled from ear to ear.

"I should have guessed that the fag would tell you." he sneered. "He might be a slut, but at least he's an honest one."

"You're an asshole." Tyler said.

"I've got it all recorded, dude. If you want I'll grab some beer and we can watch it together. You should hear him beg for my cock - my buddies too - but my dick was the one he really wanted."

Tyler stepped forward. His forearms bulged as he closed his fists, and the veins popped out. Bates took a step back. He wasn't sure that he could take Tyler. Though he was bigger, maybe even stronger, Tyler was leaner and faster. Plus, Bates didn't have much experience  fighting off the rugby pitch.

"I'm going to fucking kill you right here." Tyler said.

Bates took a step back and stepped into a post near the stairwell. Tyler continued to advance on him.

"I thought you'd understand. After all, he's one hell of a fuck." Bates taunted.

"You just couldn't leave him be, could you?" Tyler said as he took another step forward. He relaxed his arms and dropped his shoulders a bit. Bates subsequently relaxed.

"So I fucked your boyfriend, dude. Relax. It's not like he's damaged goods. And next time I want to claim my piece of him, I'll shoot you a text beforehand just so  . . ."

Bates didn't have a chance to finish the sentence. Tyler's hand shot out and grabbed him around the neck. At the same time, he brought his knee up into Bates' groin. Bates' mouth gaped as Tyler's fist came in from the right and connected high on his cheekbone. His head slammed backward into the column. As he slipped down to the floor, the world slowly went black.

Tyler wasn't sure what to do after he knocked Bates out. He acted quickly and then left the house, driving over to Perry's place. He texted Ryder to tell him to hang tight. When he got to Perry's the coach answered the door wearing only a pair of boxer briefs.

"I hope you weren't too hard on the kid." Perry said as he let Tyler in.

"Ryder? I was pretty pissed, but we'll figure it out. Given the circumstances it's kind of hard to be too angry." Tyler said with a shrug.

"What about Adam Bates?" Perry asked.

"Uh, that's what I came here to talk about. I sort of knocked him out and then stuffed him in a closet at his house." Tyler grabbed his fist and rubbed his knuckles. Perry noticed that they were red and one of them was split open.

"You need some ice?"

"Nah, it feels good." Tyler said.

"What are you going to do with him now?"

"I don't know. I was thinking about just leaving him there until someone finds him. I tied up his hands and feet and taped his mouth shut. It could be a while."

"If you don't mind, I've got some ideas about how to pass the time." Perry said with a wicked smile.

Tyler drove back to Bates' house and the coach followed. Bates was just coming to when they arrived. He didn't know where he was, but his head throbbed as he opened his eyes. He tried to breath through his mouth and nearly choked before he realized that he was gagged. He thought he might be in the trunk of a car but was too groggy to piece everything together.

The door opened and he was instantly blinded by the light. He shut his eyes tight, and then felt a throbbing pain in his gut as someone kicked him.

"You alive?" Tyler asked.

Bates struggled against the ties and then said what sounded like, "Fuck you."

"Or we could fuck you," the coach said. "Although, given how much you liked it the last time, it wouldn't be much of a punishment."

Bates didn't say anything. He knew that it had pissed off the coach when he iced him out last time, and he planned to do it again. Bates didn't think the coach had it in him to get mean. Perry liked to play mind games, but in the end Bates would walk away unharmed. He might have to take a load up his ass, but he could handle that.

The tape was ripped off of his mouth. "When do your roommates get home?" This time it was Tyler. Again Bates didn't answer.

Tyler kicked him in the stomach, and Bates' eyes nearly popped out of his head. "Jesus fuck, man." he yelled. "Late, I think, later anyway. What time is it?"

Tyler realized that Bates didn't cope well when it came to pain. He'd given up the answer almost immediately. This surprised him, given the daily beatings Bates took on the rugby pitch, but apparently he was a little bit of a pussy.

"Help me carry him up to his room," Tyler said as he opened the door and grabbed Bates by the legs.

The two men heaved Bates up the stairs. Tyler dropped him once on the steps, letting his lower back slam down into a stair. He pretended it was an accident, and smiled at the coach. The coach grinned back, "You've got a little bit of a mean streak."

"I don't know what you're talking about." Tyler said with a laugh.

When they got him up to his bedroom, they dropped Bates onto the floor. "What are you going to do now?" Bates spat out.

"Not sure yet, but it will probably involve pounding your ass." Tyler said. Then added, “The coach is horny.”

When Tyler had shown up at Perry's door, it seemed like he didn't know what to do. Perry figured he would come over to Bates' place and they would fuck the stud together. Now, Tyler was in control and seemed to have his own plans. Perry couldn't figure out if Tyler wanted an audience or if he just needed an authority figure in the room to let himself go. In any case, he was running the show. 

"Go for it." Bates shot back. Then he looked up at Tyler, and added, "Fag."

"What of it?" Tyler asked. "At least I admit it. You spent the last two months trying to figure out how to get a boy into your bed, Bates. What does that make you?"

Bates didn't have an answer, so he resumed the silent treatment. He figured that Tyler would get tired if he didn't play along. Taunting a guy was no fun if he didn't fight back.

"Admit you like dick, and I'll let you go with only the black eye." Tyler said flatly.

Perry watched from the sidelines. He wasn't completely sure where Bates fell on the spectrum of human sexuality. The guy seemed to like power games, even if he was on the bottom, and he also liked to play those games with other men. Whether that made him gay or not, it wasn't really his place to say.

"Do we really have to play this game?” Bates said. "I already did this with the Coach. Just fuck me and get it over with. Trust me, I can take it."

Tyler reached into Bates' shorts, grabbed him by the balls, and twisted hard. Bates' body writhed in pain under him as he howled. Tyler counted to five and then let his balls go. Then he sat down next to Bates and pulled out his phone. He played with it for a second. Then he turned back to Bates and pulled his shorts off. He'd never gotten a good look at the stud's cock before, and he was impressed. Even soft it looked thick and intimidating.

About forty seconds later, Tyler's phone beeped for ten seconds before an alarm sounded. Tyler grabbed onto Bates' balls and twisted again, as hard as he could. Bates yelped again and writhed in pain. The more he tried to get away, the harder Tyler ended up pulling on his nuts. Tyler counted to five again and then let go.

"Admit that you like cock." Tyler said, "Beg me to feed you my cock."

"You're fucking insane dude." Bates wheezed.

Another forty seconds passed and again Tyler's phone let beeped ten times before the alarm sounded. Again, Tyler twisted Bates' nuts for five seconds. After letting them go, he slapped Bates hard on the stomach. Then he repeated his demands.

By the fifth minute, Bates' whole body stiffened when he heard the ten warning beeps. He tried to close his legs and to pull away from Tyler. Each time, Tyler pried his legs open and twisted his nuts. Bates' testicles were beginning to swell up and turn red. By the seventh minute, Bates was breathing hard and just barely recovering between the bouts of abuse. Tyler didn't talk to him, and Bates didn't talk back. He just tortured the guy's nuts and repeated his demand.  Bates had to admit that he liked dick and to beg for Tyler's cock.

Perry watched in amazement. It was a side of Tyler that he'd never seen before. He was impressed with how the normally reserved stud, a guy who was respectful and kind, had become dominant and assertive. At the same time, the ongoing abuse seemed unnecessary. Bates showed no signs of giving in, and Perry was thinking about whether or not to call Tyler off.

Bates broke on the eleventh minute. He heard the warning beeps and then between his labored breaths he sobbed and turned toward Perry. "Coach, you gotta stop this shit." Bates wasn't quick enough and before he could say more, the alarm sounded, "No," he howled, "C'mon man!"

Tyler twisted his nuts again and smiled. He knew that Bates was on the edge of breaking down.

After Tyler released his balls, Bates huffed and puffed. "Coach, coach please, you gotta stop him."

"Adam, there is only one way this stops. You've got about twenty seconds to decide."  Perry said.

Bates breathed hard. Time moved much faster than he could imagine. Suddenly he heard the beeps. "No." he yelled, "Fine, I like cock."

The alarm sounded, "Too late." Tyler laughed as he reached between Bates' legs and twisted once more. Bates screamed and then curled over onto his side in the fetal position when Tyler released him.

"No fair." he groaned through gasping breaths.

"Admit that you like dick and beg me to feed you my cock."

Bates then realized his mistake. "Please let me suck your cock." he said into the floor. "Please."

Tyler didn't respond at first. Then he said, "I'm not sure you mean it."

Bates groaned. Then he heard Tyler's phone begin to beep. "Please." he howled, "Please let me suck your dick." He rolled onto his stomach and shimmied toward Tyler, who was kneeling about a foot away. " Please!" he begged.

Tyler looked at Perry as his phone buzzed loudly, "What do you think?"

"Please, let me suck your cock." Bates howled again. "I'll do anything."

"I think you should let him suck your cock." Perry said with a smile.

"You sure? Cause I'm kind of getting off on pounding on his nuts."

"You told him you'd stop." Perry said, "You should keep your word."

"I guess," Tyler said. He sat down on the floor and spread his legs open. His hard dick stretched the nylon of his shorts. He opened his legs and patted the inside of his thigh. "Come and get it."

Bates hands and feet were still tied, and he didn't see any way to get to Tyler's dick. He rolled onto his belly and then inched toward Tyler, He was about a foot away when he stopped.

"What are you waiting for, you piece of shit? Get your mouth on my cock." Tyler said.

Bates inched forward until Tyler's crotch was right in front of him. It felt warm, a ton of heat was coming off of the man, and he could smell Tyler's body, particularly his dick. The smell disgusted him and excited him. He didn't often give in to his submissive side, but a guy like Tyler, like the coach, could bring it out. As he drew in a breath of Tyler's odor, he started to believe what he'd said. He really did want to suck this cock.

"Get in real close and show me how much you want it." Tyler said.

Bates pushed his face into the lump of flesh and opened his mouth. He felt Tyler's balls as they slipped away from him, then he pushed his mouth upward and tongued his hard shaft. The more mouth work he did, the more he wanted to get Tyler's pants off and taste his dick. He licked along the fabric, occasionally looking up at Tyler. Tyler stared down at him the whole time, smiling, and whispering, “That's a good bitch.”

When he felt like Bates had shown him the proper amount of appreciation, Tyler pushed him away. "Now go show the coach's cock how much you love it."

Bates rose to his knees and inched toward the coach. As he tried to move forward, Tyler pushed him and he fell into the man's crotch. Again, the heat and smell of another man's hard dick overwhelmed him, and he was soon mindlessly mouthing the lump of flesh. The coach taunted him, repeatedly asking him how much he wanted it. Bates tried to show him by moving his mouth to the waistband of the coach's pants and trying to pull them down.

"Here, I got something you'll love." the coach said. He dropped his pants and then turned around. "If you want my cock, you have to eat my ass."

Bates looked at the coach's hairy ass and suddenly the spell he was under was broken, "No fucking way, man." he turned to Tyler, "No fucking way."

Tyler lunged forward and grabbed Bates' balls again. This time he pulled them down from Bates' body and then flicked them again and again with his index finger. Bates screamed and fell to the floor. Tyler stood up and kicked him in the gut. "You're not a very fast learner, bitch. You'll do what I say or you're going to class tomorrow with some broken ribs."

Unbeknownst to any of them, Bates' roommate Damian came into the house as this was going on. When he heard Bates screaming he rushed into his room. He opened the door and saw Coach Perry, a guy he didn't know, and his roommate tied up on the floor.

"What the fuck?" he said as his eyes panned across Bates' naked body.

"Damian, you gotta help me, man." Bates yelled.

Damian looked at Perry and Tyler, "What the fuck, dudes?"

Tyler jumped in. "He fucked my boyfriend, and I'm getting some revenge. In fact, you're just in time to watch him lick the coach's asshole."

Damian looked back to Bates and grinned, "You fucked his boyfriend?"

Bates looked down at the floor and didn't answer the question. He just said, "C'mon man, you gotta help me."

"I kind of want to see you lick this dude's asshole." Damian said. Bates stared at him in disbelief. "You don't go laying pipe in another dude's house. You know that."

"Yeah," Tyler said with a shrug, “You should have known better. Now lick the coach's asshole."

Perry sat down on the edge of the bed and lifted his legs to make it easier. Damian watched in amazement.  "Fuck that is one hairy asshole." he turned to Bates, "That's a man's ass, dude. No way you're going to be able to imagine you're tonguing a girl."

Bates inched forward and glanced briefly at his roommate. Pure loathing painted his face. The fact that Tyler and Perry were doing this to him was one thing, but he couldn't believe that Damian was leaving him hanging. Perry's ass was about six inches from his face when Damian slammed his hand against the back of Bates' head and pushed him into Perry's crack.

Damian laughed, "Fucking eat it man."

Bates gingerly stuck his tongue out and licked Perry's hole. Tyler reached between his legs and grabbed onto his balls. "Get in there bitch."

Bates started to tongue the coach's asshole, slowly getting into it. His cock began to harden for the first time that day. Tyler noticed.

"Look who's getting hard?"

Perry ran a hand through Bate's hair. "You like my asshole, bitch?" When Bates didn't respond he dug into his hair and pulled. "Answer me."

"Yes," Bates said, his lust betraying him. "I love it."

"Fuck." Damian groaned, "If I'd have known that he liked eating ass, I'd have put him to work every night."

"Drop your pants and I'll have him do you right now." Tyler said.

Damian considered it for a minute. "Nah, man, I gotta change and go see my girl." Then he grabbed Bates by the hair and yanked his head back, "But I'm gonna be back for you, got it?"

Bates nodded.

"That's right, baby. We're gonna have a lot of fun." Damian said before he left.

Tyler laughed. "You're going to be real popular Bates. You've pissed a lot of guys off. Just think how happy they're going to be to fuck your ass."

"Fuck you, dude" Bates spit out. "Fuck both of you. No one's going to get at my ass. You think you can keep me tied up forever?"

He realized, after he saw the glint in Tyler's eyes, that he had lost his battle. Despite his determination to remain silent and take whatever punishment the coach and Tyler dealt out, he had begun to resist them. It would only serve to encourage them.

"I can keep you tied up for a long time," Tyler said, "But I only need a few hours."

"I'm getting bored." Perry said. "Time for you to suck my cock."

"Fuck you." Bates said.

Tyler stood up and kicked Bates in the hip. His foot connected with the bone and Bates fell over in pain. He rolled on the ground, practically crying, as the white hot, sharp pain shot up his leg.

"You know, I think I've established that I don't mind hurting you, so maybe you should just shut up and get your mouth on his dick. Because if I have to go to work on your balls again, you're really going to regret it."

Tyler flicked his balls once, and Bates' jumped on Perry's cock. He slipped his lips over the tip and in a flash Perry's hands were on the back of his skull. He pushed him forcefully down until he gagged. As soon as he came up for air, the coach pulled him back down. Then, one of the coach's legs pushed between Bates' and rubbed against his hard cock. "You know, Adam, I don't understand why you're so hard if you hate this so much,” the coach said.

Bates didn't have a chance to say anything. Before he could respond, the coach plunged back into his throat. As he got skull-fucked he tried to figure it all out. He wasn't enjoying the way he was being treated, not exactly, but something about it turned him on. It was like all of the responsibility of being in control and in charge was taken away. He could finally relax.

The coach eased up, and Bates continued to steadily bob up and down on his dick. Perry's leg was still between thighs and Bates pushed his dick against the thick leg.

"That's right, bitch, hump my leg like a fucking animal." Perry said. "You know, don't you, that that's the kind of move that only cock-sluts like Ryder pull. You've got a little bit of the fag gene in you somewhere."

Bates didn't care, he pumped up and down against Perry's leg a few more times, the hairy shin tickling his cock. He was so boned up, so in need of pleasure after the hour of pain, that he couldn't help himself. Within a few minutes, he was shooting his load all over the coach's shins, rubbing his cock head through the pools of cum that he left there. 

As Bates came, Perry pulled his head down onto his dick and shot his own load, unexpectedly blasting his full load of cum into the stud's mouth. Bates was so deeply in the grips of his own orgasm, that he relished the opportunity to suck up the coach's load. He ground his dick into the hairy thigh while he swirled the cum around in his mouth.

When he was finished, the coach grabbed Bates by the hair and pulled his head back. He spit on him and then rubbed it in. Bates licked his fingers and sucked one of them into his mouth.

"Nice job, whore." the Coach said, "I knew you'd stop fighting once you had a dick in your mouth."

Bates, suddenly aware of how willingly he had taken the coach's cum, pulled backwards. "Fuck you." He said. Though this time most of the defiance was gone. It didn't sound like he meant it.

Tyler, meanwhile, walked out of the room. He went downstairs and found the leash that one of Bate's roommates used to tie up his dog. He went back upstairs and slipped the leash over Bates' neck, running the long end through the loop and tightening it around his neck.

"Time for round two." Tyler said, "You're coming with me." Tyler took two steps toward the door, and Bates stood up to follow. Then, swiftly, Tyler turned and threw his fist into Bates' gut. Bates dropped to the floor.

"On your hands and knees, bitch." he said.

"Where are we going," Perry asked as he tucked his dick back into his pants.

"My place," Tyler said swiftly.

TO BE CONTINUED . . . .

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Hope you shot your load. Thanks for reading. Charlie