Peter

Peter was new on campus; he’d been forced to go to school outside of
the big city because of scholarships he’d won as an athlete. He’d grown
up in urban America, and this was his first experience living in a rural
area. It was hard enough being a gay jock in the city; he wasn’t sure
how it’d go over here, so he kept a low profile.

Pre-season soccer practices were double sessions, taking up four to five
hours of his day, but it kept his mind off of his problems, so he went
through every session determined to make the starting squad. Peter was
a natural, he had no problem making the first team and it seemed he had
no problem attracting the girls. Great, Peter thought, how would I survive
this?

By mid-season, Peter’s teammates noticed he wasn’t dating any of the
girls who threw themselves at him. Peter started to get nervous.

"You a fag?" one teammate bluntly asked.

Peter didn’t answer; he just laughed and hit the showers. Trying to think
fast, Peter searched for a way out. Then he felt something close around
his dick. He looked down to find his teammate, the one who asked if he
were a fag, sucking his dick. Peter jumped back, and his teammate
jumped to his feet.

"Wait, you’re not?" he asked nervously.

Peter stammered, staring his mate in the face.

"Are you?"

"Well, no, I guess, but I like guys to fuck me."

Peter laughed, a nervous laugh, a laugh of relief and told his new friend
that he was indeed "a fag."

"You think it’s safe in here?" Peter asked.

"It’s safe if you dig gang bangs," announced the junior, "and I’d say it’s
time for your initiation."

Peter looked puzzled as the elder teammate left the showers, but
shrugged and continued to clean up. In the distance he heard low chatter
and the sounds of doors locking. As the chatter slowly came near, Peter
turned to see 7 of his teammates entering the shower area.

"You may have open gays in the city," one boy chuckled, "but we closet
types have a lot more fun."

With that, Peter was told to get on his knees, and Peter did so.
Apparently, it was custom for freshmen to pass the oral test before they
could move on to the next stage. While Peter sucked each teammate
hard, he felt the hands of other teammates rubbing his back, grabbing
and spreading his ass, cupping his balls and stroking his dick.

Still blowing his friends, Peter was mounted from behind. He felt the
thick meat of someone’s cock push inside. Rod deep inside Peter’s
asshole, he could feel his ass cheeks being massaged feverishly,
pulling, stretching, spreading him wider. He felt another dick poking his
outer rim, then forcefully ramming inside. Peter felt as if he’d split in two,
and grimaced at first, still trying to suck off the few guys he had left to
do. He’d never had two dicks up his ass before, so it took a few minutes
to get used to, but then Peter relaxed and found it was painfully
enjoyable. Especially when they started to fuck him.

It seemed as if there were a hundred dicks to suck and like a hundred
dicks fucking him, each taking their turn. Peter wanted to impress his
buddies, so he took everything they threw at him in stride….besides, he
liked it! He’d always fantasized about the guys in high school, but the
ones who probably were gay, hadn’t even realized it yet, so Peter never
approached any of them. But now his fantasy had come to life.

Peter remained on all fours as the 7 others mounted and dismounted,
mounted and dismounted. He never been fucked so much at one time
and wasn’t nearly ready for it to stop. The other guys raised his ass up
to almost hip level, pushing his upper body close to his thighs. They
took turns fucking him in short spurts, until one guy took charge and
fucked Peter non-stop until he came. Peter reveled in the warm juices
teeming in his ass and squirmed with delight as they took turns coming
in his ass. After a while, it started seeping out and down the backs of his
legs, but his mates didn’t stop. They fucked him until the last guy
spooed, and Peter took it like a sport. When the last guy mounted
Peter, another slipped down and sucked him off, swallowing each drop of
Peter’s load until the ramming finally ceased.

When all was done, the men showered together, congratulated Peter
and "officially" welcomed him to the "team." Peter looked forward to the
next shower.

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