The Crew, Part 5

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The Crew, Part 5

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Note: My goal with this story was to get to a place where I could write up a bunch of different kinks and fantasies. I think I've finally gotten there. If there's anything you'd like to see in the story, let me know and I'll see what I can do. I've got some limits, but not many.

As I walked down the sidewalk toward my car, I memorized the address of the man who had just been inside of me. He’d made a mistake, even if he didn’t know about it. Ninety-nine out of ten guys in my position probably take it on the chin, figure that they were powerless, and somehow get on with things. That was the only way to explain how Smith and the guy had been able to pull off this scam so many times.

This time, they were going to get something different. I'm an angry mother fucker. They didn’t figure on that. And angry mother fuckers get revenge. I got into my truck, put it in gear, and drove out to the farm.

When I walked into the main building, a few of the guys shot me knowing glances. They knew that I had been set up. A couple of them had probably been set up as well. Damian, the big black dude who had befriended me on my first day, jogged over to me.

Quarterback Keeper, Part 20

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Quarterback Keeper, Part 20
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It was finally spring, and Tom, Nick, Chris, and Austin, were once again spending their free afternoons at the park next to the river. They’d been coming there ever since they were kids, and as they talked about the end of their senior year and college, nostalgia hung in the air.

Austin was laying on top of the picnic table with his shirt off when Nick and Tom pulled up. Tom tossed his keys onto the dash and hopped out of the cab.

“What’s up?” Tom asked.

“Nothing,” Chris said, “Just talking about the end of the year. We’re all going to graduate soon.”

“We’re moving on.” Tom said.

Austin sat up. “We’ve been coming here for like forever. Since we were 12 or 13. I think that’s when we started calling ourselves the Pack.”

Chris said, “I miss being the Pack. It made me feel exclusive. Now we’re just a bunch of guys.” As Chris stood up, Nick noticed his muscles. He was wearing a tank for the first time that spring. After a long winter of lifting, he had added at least an inch to his arms and shoulders.

“You look jacked, dude.” Nick said as he grabbed Chris's arm.

The Crew, Part 4

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The Crew, Part 4

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I had just finished working out and was standing at my locker. The gym was one of the 'perks' of working at Smith's farm. Smith walked up to me, acting like nothing had happened. Literally an hour ago, the guy had forced me to give another guy head. He didn't put a gun to my head, but he would have if I had resisted. Now, he had the nerve to saunter up to me, with the .38 still tucked into his belt, and pretend like everything was cool.

I didn't look at him. Before this had happened, I could barely stand the guy. Everything about him was sleazy. The way he dressed, the way he combed his hair, the way he relied on a gun to keep control because he was unable to handle himself. It annoyed me before. Now it took every ounce of self-control I had not to punch the guy. My muscles bulged as I held myself back.

"You're going out tonight," he said.

"Out?" I asked without looking at him.

"Out call." Smith said. "The guy wants you to come to his house."

Quarterback Keeper Part 19

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Quarterback Keeper, Part 19
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Tom and Nick lay in the back of Tom’s truck. Though it was a chilly day, the sunlight was warm and they were comfortable. The park was deserted, with only an occasional dog walker passing by, and they laid low in the bed of the truck, invisible to everyone. Nick's head rested against Tom’s chest as they both relaxed in the warm sunshine.

“I think I need to tell my mom.” Tom said. Though he had only talked about his dad with Nick once or twice, Tom had a very close relationship with his mom. He didn’t like the feeling that he was deceiving her.

Nick bristled. He liked the way things were with Tom, and he didn’t want them to change. If anything, there had been too much change lately. Now that things had finally settled down with everyone at school and with his own parents, he didn’t want to veer off into new territory.

“Everyone knows now. Guys have got to be talking about it with their parents,” Tom said, “She’s going to find out.”

The Crew, Part 3

 Things are going to get a little hairy for Vance, but fear not, this top is going to stay a top. Bear with me through the next few chapters.-- CC

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The Crew, Part 3
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The next week passed in a blur. I was getting sucked by guys regularly now. Most of them didn't want to do anything interesting. They just wanted to suck a young stud and drink his cum. The guys who paid the big bucks, the ones who wanted a special performance, seemed to rotate between a group of dudes working at the farm.

Developing a solid client base who was loyal only to me would be an important part of paying off my debt and getting out of this fucked up situation. One of my regulars was back in my room after fucking around with some of the other guys. I had him on his knees in front of me, my hard dick dripping and drool running from his mouth, when I broke the news to him. I grabbed the back of his head and pulled him into my pubes, because I knew that  the closer he got to my cock, the more malleable his brain would become.

"From now on you only buy sex from me. Got it?" I said. He nodded, but I didn't let up. "I mean it. If I find out you're getting off with other guys, you're not going to get me anymore."

Quarterback Keeper, Part 18

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Quarterback Keeper, Part 18
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Earlier that day, before the party, Nick had joked with Tom about being the only guy who could drain him dry. Now as they pulled away from the house, he decided to actually try it. It was late, but both of them had been planning on a late night anyway. Tom’s mom was staying with her boyfriend, and that freed up a house for both of them. Nick had gotten permission to stay over. His parents seemed to appreciate the fact that he was telling the truth enough to ignore the fact that he was getting banged by the school’s quarterback.

As Tom drove, Nick reached over and pulled on the long, hard, rod in Tom's pants. His cock snaked down his thigh, almost halfway to his knees. It was a monster, and Nick’s mouth watered as he felt his boyfriend up.

“How many times do you think you can cum?” Nick asked.

Tom shrugged, “I’ve got no idea. I’ve never gone for broke. Four or five, probably.”

Nick smiled, “You’re in for a rough night.”

The Crew, Part 2

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The Crew, Part 2
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It had been my first time whoring myself out, or being whored out really, and to be honest, I didn't feel like much of a whore afterward. I felt calm, almost relaxed. I'd had the best orgasm of my life and I'd been able to get rid of a lot of anger and aggression that had been building up for a while. When I left, the back part of the barn was empty, so I just got in my car and took off. I got a text that night telling me to come back the next afternoon.

When I arrived, Mr. Smith was there and called me into his office.

"What the fuck did you do to that guy last night?"

"He blew me." I said. Then I grinned real big and looked Mr. Smith in the eyes. I squared off my shoulders and tried to take up as much space as possible. "I fucked his face, hard. Why, did he complain?"

"No complaints, at all" Smith said. "He was completely pleased."

"Cool." I said. "Get me some more. I want to do this as fast as I can."

"Getting more is not going to be an issue." Smith stood up and walked behind me. He ran a hand across my shoulder and then grasped my bicep. I pulled away and turned to face him. He put his hand on my chest and smiled at me. "Inspecting the goods is one of the perks of my job."

I bit down hard and tried to keep my mouth shut. Impulse control has never been one of my strengths, but I knew better than to fuck things up. Every muscle in my body wanted to pounce on Smith. The way he undressed me with his eyes, felt my body without permission, and acted like he owned me, made my skin crawl.

"You're incredibly hot," he said.