THE TWINK & THE JOCK (M+/M) *NEW CHAPTER MAY 31*

[gag1195]

Definitely feeling a bit bad for Sammy. This was simply overkill! He already wasn't going anywhere, then to put him in the bag AND lock it closed? Hopefully his crush rescues or at least attempts to rescue) him soon!

[Msueta@2]

@bondagefreak This was another great chapter . I love Brody so much . He is my new favorite character .

[Tsuhaya]

Part of me feels bad for Sammy; the way the athletes are treating him is intense, but another part of me wants to see more! I hope he gets a bit of a break soon, but don't get used to it, kid. Brody won't let you off the hook if he finds out

I loved the part about the power hierarchy; it increased my interest in Chad. The muscular, tattooed guy rules with an iron fist, and I like that

[thespy]

What a predicament, Sammy sure is getting far more than he bargained for and all he wanted to do was game in peace.

I cant wait to read what happens next.

[Kishi]

*CHARACTER ORGANOGRAM*

FOR THOSE WHO MAY HAVE MISSED THIS AND/OR ARE LESS FAMILIAR WITH MY STORIES, ALL OF THE COLLEGE-AGE GUYS IN MY TALES RESIDE IN THE SAME APARTMENT COMPLEX. THEIR DIFFERENT LIVING ARRANGEMENTS HAVE ALREADY BEEN DESCRIBED IN GREAT DETAIL (IN VARIOUS STORIES), BUT THIS ORGANOGRAM SHOULD SUM IT UP & BREAK IT DOWN NICELY.

QUESTION FOR THE READERS

THE RECENCY OF THIS TALE MAY SKEW THE ANSWERS A BIT, BUT GIVEN WHAT YOU KNOW OF THE CHARACTERS, WHICH APARTMENT NUMBER WOULD YOU CHOSE TO RESIDE IN? SHARE YOUR ANSWERS IN THE COMMENTS.

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APARTMENT NO.1

THE TWINK & THE JOCK

APARTMENT NO.2

HOW I BECAME THE COLLEGE DORM SLAVE
THE APOCALYPSE SURVIVAL STORY (M+/M)

APARTMENT NO.3
BOUND & GAGGED IN A SLEEPING BAG
THE APOCALYPSE SURVIVAL STORY (M+/M)

APARTMENT NO.4
BOUND & GAGGED IN A SLEEPING BAG
EASY PREY I: AN UNPLANNED SLEEPOVER
EASY PREY II: OFF TO THE CHOPPING BLOCK
EASY PREY III: A MOUTHFUL OF SOCKS
THE APOCALYPSE SURVIVAL STORY (M+/M)

@Blue Ice @OrdinaryWorld @Mummybag @GoBucks @Socksbound @blackbound @Ossassin @Pup Wingletang @4toes @sock slave boy @squirrel @Red86 @socjuc @gag1195 @noarmgr @Wedgieboy69 @ChairBoy @sami200456boyfriend @Tsuhaya @Pup @vincenzotognolo22 @Paris_bondage @Ropelover98 @LittleGagged13 @harveygasson @Lovethemsocks @jammer212 @thespy @Msueta@2 @Stormee @CrownedLoy76 @Footsub123 @Bradstick @gaggedgent @bg23

Apartment 1 by far and away. Everyone in this story is so over-the-top, hands-on, and hyper-sexualized. Here’s hoping it just keeps getting worse (better?) for Sammy. Loving it so far.

That has to be the most intensely excessive musk I’ve ever seen described. The cum rag gag is something I’ll simply have to try irl.

[bondagefreak]

Apartment 1 by far and away. Everyone in this story is so over-the-top, hands-on, and hyper-sexualized. Here’s hoping it just keeps getting worse (better?) for Sammy. Loving it so far.

That has to be the most intensely excessive musk I’ve ever seen described. The cum rag gag is something I’ll simply have to try irl.

Welcome to the adventure @Kishi! I'm glad you could join us. Also glad to see the brutishness of these apartment dwellers hasn't put you off too much. Curious as to what you voted for on the story poll. Either way, stay tuned. The next chapter is coming out in just a few hours.

[bondagefreak]

AUTHOR'S NOTE
AS ALWAYS, READING AT A SLOW PACE COMES HIGHLY RECOMMENDED.
RESPECT THE USE OF PUNCTUATION AND PAY CLOSE ATTENTION TO WORDS IN ITALIC LETTERS.
THE EXTRA EMPHASIS YOU PLACE ON THEM WILL GREATLY IMPROVE YOUR COMPREHENSION OF THIS TEXT.

HERE'S THE NEXT CHAPTER, GUYS. ENJOY!

@Blue Ice @OrdinaryWorld @Mummybag @GoBucks @Socksbound @blackbound @Ossassin @Pup Wingletang @4toes @sock slave boy @squirrel @Red86 @Xtc @socjuc @gag1195 @noarmgr @Wedgieboy69 @ChairBoy @sami200456boyfriend @Tsuhaya @Pup @vincenzotognolo22 @Paris_bondage @Ropelover98 @LittleGagged13 @harveygasson @Lovethemsocks @jammer212 @thespy @Msueta@2 @Stormee @CrownedLoy76 @Footsub123 @Bradstick @gaggedgent @Kishi @Sneakerlover1079

[bondagefreak]

Note From The Author: Mature themes and vulgar language aplenty. Viewer discretion is very strongly advised.

AN IMPROMPTU FIRST DATE

THE TWINK & THE JOCK

CHAPTER 12 - CAPTAIN'S PREROGATIVE

As it turns out, captain Chad was in no particular rush to free the prisoner even after we'd driven all the way across town, picked some food up for Sammy and made it back to the college dorm. The tattooed leviathan plopped himself down on the roomy living room couch, popped a beer open and turned the TV on before finally settling for one of the usual sports channels.

Brody had fetched Sammy's sacked form minutes ago and had deposited the packaged bounty at the foot of the couch, right next to the tattooed superhunk's sneakered soles, but still, our captain remained impassive and seemed wholly unmoved by the unfortunate prisoner's torturous plight. It wasn't that Chad was heartless. This was simply his way of showing off his authority.

It took a solid fifteen minutes and several nudges from Matt, Brody and myself to finally get the capricious team captain to acquiesce. Chad gave the groaning duffle bag a deliberately long and contemptful look before finally slipping the silver chain off from around his broad neck, handing it to Brody and plastering his gaze back to the TV screen.


As you can probably imagine, the room immediately filled with the sound of Matt's hysterical cackling when the duffle bag was finally unzipped and Sammy's squinting-eyed face emerged out into the open. The welcoming glare of the apartment lights would've normally spelt the imminent arrival of fresh air for our prisoner, but even with the maw of Brody's positively stinking gear sack left gaping, Sammy's much-needed olfactory relief was nowhere to be found; not with Brody's reeking pouch-mask - and my feverishly fuming bundles - still clinging to his gagged face!

The captive twink's eyes hadn't even yet adjusted to the ambient light that he was already looking our way and frantically attempting to articulate some sort of message past Hunter's giant wadding. He quite naturally failed to do so, but the subsequent coughing and gagging noises - not to mention the fact that he looked utterly pathetic with the fat pouch-muzzle over his gagged face - left the room resonating with laughter and caused a familiar tenting in my shorts.



We watched as Brody effortlessly lifted the helpless twink out of the atomic-smelling gear sack and watched as Sammy's hopelessly well-hogtied form was promptly deposited on the L-shaped couch Chad and the rest of us were all comfortably seated on.

Giggling and chuckling went on unabated as the teasing antics continued. First, it came in the form of incessant tickling, and then, by tormenting our captive with the semblance of a respite. Matt and Brody each took turns yanking the fuming jock-pouch off of my stepbrother's face, only to let go of it a mere second or two later, instantly causing it to snap back into place.

Poor Sam was being driven to madness, I tell you. Madness!


"Guys. Guys, c'mon. Just give him a break. You're gonna make him puke." Hunter at one point suggested, enjoying the view but obviously sharing my growing concerns that Matt and Brody were taking things too far and getting carried away a bit.

Unfortunately for my little stepbro, that wasn't quite the end of it. The raucous laughing only intensified when, in a seemingly sincere desire to give the dispirited lad a well-deserved reprieve, Matt yanked the reeking pouch-mask off to the left, allowing it to cling to Sammy's cheek and allowing the lad's burning sniff-holes a much-needed breath of what should've been fresh air.

I say "should've been" 'cause less than two seconds into his reprieve, our stupendously beefy captain raised a tree trunk-sized thigh up, and then graced Sammy's gagged face - and by extension the entire living room - with the absolute deadliest of farts.




*PRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRT*

"Ahhh, yeah. Now that's gonna leave a mark..." was the only thing the stupendously built leviathan had to say for himself, even as the rest of us broke down into hysterical laughter and scrambled to get off the couch and away from the lethal blast radius.


"Oh my god! Bro! The FUCK did you eat?!" Brody cried out, the vehemence of his reaction leaving little doubt as to his sheer horror and incredulity. The fact that the brawny tyrant was this taken aback and grossed out spoke volumes about the potency of this newest detonation. Even more so seeing as how he shared a room with Matt, who, dare I remind you, was the most infamous in that particular department.

Chad didn't answer, of course. He merely flashed us a toothy grin and let out a proud chuckle before lazily propping his great big sneakered soles up on the beer-can-filled coffee table and placing a giant hand down atop my violently choking stepbrother's dishevelled dome.



I can't even begin to describe the sheer extent of Sammy's distress as he lay there; his body crushed into the most immobilising of hogties and his tightly muzzled face mere inches from the seated behemoth's downright mountainous thighs and bums.

The most violent and panicked of coughing noises rose up to compliment the already dissonant sports commentary originating from the TV. And a struggling the likes of which I hadn't yet witnessed animated the little guy's extremities even as the crazed convulsing of his tightly hogtied form made the leather couch creak and groan beneath him.

Sammy's face, what little of it remained visible beneath the broad layers of crisscrossing duct tape Brody and I had previously imposed upon him, was scrunched up and congealed into an expression that spoke of unimaginable horror and distress.

The innumerable layers of sticky adhesive that vertically and horizontally muzzled his face left the captive twink's nostrils at our complete and utter mercy, and the backbreaking hogtie his miserable body was trapped in rendered him entirely defenceless. Poor Sammy had not only borne the brunt of captain Chad's nuclear-scented fart-bomb, but he was left basking in its radius; quite literally screaming for help and choking on his giant gag.



It took a while for us to regain our initial positions, but I was the first to brave the lingering stench and make a return for the couch. A sound that could only be one of immense relief met my ears as soon as I grabbed hold of Brody's pouch-mask and protectively yanked it back over my stepbrother's nose; in essence, shielding him from captain Chad's puke-inducing flatulence.



The helpless tyke just lay there; heaving from his panic-induced exertion, face inside Brody's fat pouch-mask and nostrils flaring hungrily into my vinegary-scented stinkbombs. The socks which had only seconds ago been synonymous with torture were now deemed worthy of seeking refuge in. As offensive and as nauseating as they were, their reek was apparently preferable to that which had noisily escaped our seated captain's bumhole.




Sammy was eventually freed from the Mask - allowing me to finally put my socks back on - and in the minutes that followed, ended up being released from his hogtie and allowed to sit up. His wrists and ankles remained securely bound so as to prevent any would-be escape, but even so, the wiry twink soon found himself being scooped up by a truly monstrous pair of heavily tattooed arms and deposited squarely atop captain Chad's very large and generous lap.

"You're not very talkative are ya, boi? I hope Hunter's socks didn't give you too much trouble while we were away." the seated behemoth joyously teased, even as burly Brody remained hard at work peeling the numberless layers of sticky duct tape off from around the gagged prisoner's face.

Removing the tape proved a long and painstakingly arduous affair, but Brody, surprisingly enough, showed great patience and an uncharacteristic level of care for the little guy he had not so long ago insisted on brutalising. As for poor Sammy, he did his best to endure the disagreeable process but nevertheless ended up groaning in understandable discomfort and going a bit teary-eyed as the immensely sticky tape began pulling at his hair and skin.

"Shhhhh. Shhh Shhh Shhh. Hang in there, little man. It's almost over." captain Chad very soothingly purred, gently hushing the twink into a state of calm compliance and tightening his downright monstrous hug around the comparatively puny lad's arms and torso. The size difference between the two of them was nothing short of astonishing.



But yeah, I guess you could say it came as little surprise that Hunter feigned indifference and showed himself abnormally discreet during the entirety of the lengthy ungagging process.



Had the socks currently lodged inside Sammy's mouth been used in a more customary fashion, I knew he wouldn't have shown nearly as much reticence to joke around and join in. But the socks were far from ordinary socks. In addition to having been worn and afflicted with his atrociously potent and notoriously pervasive foot odour, countless were the occasions during which they had served as convenient wank-banks in which to empty his big balls and fire his enormous loads in.

Not only had his shamefully nauseous and very generously seeded wank-banks been discovered and snatched up from beneath his bed, but they'd been forcibly crammed into a younger guy's mouth and taped in so as to prevent any would-be calls for help from potentially being voiced out.

Think about it! His very own, overly used, jizz-filled cum-dumps were serving as gags! GAGS! Can you even imagine?! Just let that sink in for a bit and then try telling me his unease wasn't justified.

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[ChairBoy]

I love the way he protected him with the mask of a jockstrap… what a cruel but useful way to prevent it from infecting his nose anymore

[Pup Wingletang]

I love Chad exerting his authority at the expense of poor Sammy, extending his sentence just to prove a point.

I wonder how Sammy will respond to this round of bondage, it's certainly been a lot more intense than his last stint in captivity. Maybe it's worth it to find yourself cuddled up tight on Chad's lap.

[Socksbound]

Finally Sammy seems to receiving a momentary reprieve and good to see the lads finally showing the can be gentle and sincere.

Your wording around Hunter’s cum filled socks is sublime Sir. The words our narrator uses had my chuckling and smiling.

Hunter not joining the jibes around those cum filled socks shows humility and I’m hoping he a Sammy get some more alone time before this ends. Hunter can repay Sammy for the cum wads he had to taste and clean.

Chad continuing to keep Sammy locked just to show his authority is a real alpha move and as much as I’m happy for Sammy to be out it’s a move I approve of.

[socjuc]

I love the way he protected him with the mask of a jockstrap… what a cruel but useful way to prevent it from infecting his nose anymore

Yeah exactly!! I thought the same thing..... @bondagefreak you had me with this...

"....It took a while for us to regain our initial positions, but I was the first to brave the lingering stench and make a return for the couch. A sound that could only be one of immense relief met my ears as soon as I grabbed hold of Brody's pouch-mask and protectively yanked it back over my stepbrother's nose; in essence, shielding him from captain Chad's puke-inducing flatulence.

The helpless tyke just lay there; heaving from his panic-induced exertion, face inside Brody's fat pouch-mask and nostrils flaring hungrily into my vinegary-scented stinkbombs. The socks which had only seconds ago been synonymous with torture were now deemed worthy of seeking refuge in. As offensive and as nauseating as they were, their reek was apparently preferable to that which had noisily escaped our seated captain's bumhole..."

The so called protective move, yet dominating his stepbro & Sammy's reaction in return....well its simply ultra HOT!

Now I am intrigued as to what the head alpha is going to pull next!

[Bradstick]

What a fantastic addition! I love seeing Chad execute his authority by not releasing Sammy. Just making him sit there at his feet was so hot. Having the mask removed only for a deadly fart to follow was hilarious!

I also can not underestimate how hot it was when Chad put him on his lap while being ungagged. Truly what a hot scene. I am curious what Hunter will do in the coming chapters! Great work @bondagefreak

[Sneakerlover1079]

Ugh so good. Id love a chapter of sammy getting tickle tortured for a bit. And sniffing some more socks and shoes. That would be amazing.

[GoBucks]

Wow that must have been a hell of a fart if being forced back into Brody's jockstrap was a relief! This just gets better and better

[sock slave boy]

great chapter, I feel like I could have almost lived the same thing with my big brother's friends, too bad it didn't happen.

I think Chad and Brody are actually much more protective than we think, they are certainly stupid jocks, but they are very attentive.

What do you think Hunter is going to do to make up for it? I think he's going to spend more time with little Samy

[bondagefreak]

Ugh so good. Id love a chapter of sammy getting tickle tortured for a bit. And sniffing some more socks and shoes. That would be amazing.

Ahhh, Mr Sneakerlover finally makes an appearance! I was wondering when you'd show up Nice to you to join us.
You definitely have a place amongst us and I, for one, hope you decide to become a regular participant on here. As for the hopes expressed in your comment, I'm afraid I'm not usually in the habit of offering spoilers. All I can say is, I think you'll be pleased.

Looking forward to seeing your name more often from now on. Also interested to know what you voted for on the story poll.

[4toes]

Another great chapter sir, it makes me want to see more of Chad. Hahah those atomic farts, funny and idk why I find them hot also. Are you a loud and frequent farter too sir? Aaand cant wait to see more of Chad's socks

[Msueta@2]

@bondagefreak Hunter is a Hottie in those TIGHTY Whites that is such a turn on. Actually guys in underwear are jerk off fantasies .

[thespy]

Great chapter Sir! Poor Sammy is really going through it. I like the addition of the guys being nice, caring, and showing a much-needed "after care." I can't wait to see what will happen with Hunter. What is he thinking? What will he do? Keep up the good work.

[bondagefreak]

Thanks a ton for all the nice comments and reactions, folks. Can't believe we have almost sixty individual respondents on the story poll. Even more surprising seeing as how the poll only pops up at the end of Chapter 6, meaning that nearly sixty registered users have read up to that point and are actively following Sammy's tale. Hopefully, a few of those very numerous silent readers will pop in and share their thoughts and opinions with us.

The next chapter is well underway and should be out of proofreading and ready to publish in just a bit. Stay tuned, guys.

[jammer212]

Really love how this story is going dude, cannot wait to see where you take it next.

[bondagefreak]

AUTHOR'S NOTE
AS ALWAYS, READING AT A SLOW PACE COMES HIGHLY RECOMMENDED.
RESPECT THE USE OF PUNCTUATION AND PAY CLOSE ATTENTION TO WORDS IN ITALIC LETTERS.
THE EXTRA EMPHASIS YOU PLACE ON THEM WILL GREATLY IMPROVE YOUR COMPREHENSION OF THIS TEXT.

HERE'S THE NEXT CHAPTER, GUYS. ENJOY!

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[bondagefreak]

Note From The Author: Mature themes and vulgar language aplenty. Viewer discretion is very strongly advised.

AN IMPROMPTU FIRST DATE

THE TWINK & THE JOCK

CHAPTER 13 - A MOUTHFUL OF HUNTER

The removal of Sammy's gag was undoubtedly one of the grossest things my teammates and I had ever witnessed. The scrawny twink remained seated on my behemothic team captain's roomy lap during the entirety of the lengthy ungagging process; his diminutive form kept under close guard by the absolute biggest and most menacing of heavily tattooed arms. Brody, meanwhile, worked tirelessly in an attempt to carefully remove the tape he and I had spun around the helpless captive's face.

Much to his own credit, he managed to do so without causing the prisoner too much pain. But it's only when the final strip was peeled off and the hefty stuff-gag removed that the lot of us ended up crinkling our faces up and making our disgust known.

The beefy linebacker's thick fingers demandingly plunged in to extract the gag from my stepbrother's bulging lips, allowing our eyes to finally take note of the horrifying mess that had besieged the inside of our prisoner's oral cavity. And no, I don't mean Hunter's old socks. There's simply no other way to put it. Sammy's mouth was positively loaded with cum.

His tongue, his lips, his palate, throat and inner cheeks...all of it was quite literally dripping with seed. I kid you not. It was to the point where when he opened his mouth to cough, viscous strands the likes of which resembled a thick syrup rose up to connect his tongue to his palate and his lower lip to his upper one. In essence, Sammy had about a month's worth of his hunky secret crush's fertile loads swirling around his innards and clogging his orifice. An impromptu first date, if ever I'd seen one.





The little guy coughed and sputtered; gagging on the undoubtedly very bitter seed that coated his mouth and slowly trickled down his throat. The sight of his semen-filled gob made my stomach churn and even caused Brody to take a step back and recoil in disgust. Chad, unsurprisingly enough, had a slightly different reaction.

"Get him some water. C'mon, bro. Hurry!" the tattooed superhunk authoritatively instructed, causing Brody to step out of his daze and scurry towards the kitchen.

One might've mistaken Chad's demand as being genuinely motivated by kindness and benevolence had it not been for the immensely oversized palm that he apparently deemed fit to clamp atop the sputtering hostage's face.


We watched as beefy Brody returned with a tall glass of tap water and watched as our burly team captain dug his giant fingers into Sammy's cheeks and proceeded to forcibly pour some of the hydrating liquid down into the helpless teen's gaping mouth.

"There we go, that's it." Chad condescendingly purred, keeping an immensely tight grip on the little guy's face whilst pouring more water into his cum-loaded cavity.

Sammy's unwillingness to drink up and ingest the viscous liquid now filling his mouth was both obvious and understandable. While his throat was undoubtedly parched and his tastebuds most likely left yearning for relief from hunky Hunter's very bitter-tasting seed, it didn't exactly take a rocket scientist to realise that the water being forced into his mouth was basically a poisoned gift. Still, captain Chad would have none of it.

Satisfied with the amount of liquid now contained in his panicked captive's mouth, the tattooed superhunk clamped his monstrously large palm atop the entirety of Sammy's face before handing the half-empty glass of water back to Brody.

"Come on. Drink up. Nope, you're not spitting Hunter's milk out. You're taking it in. All of it. Now swallow. Swallow or I swear I'll suffocate you." the leviathan-brute imperiously commanded.




Sammy cried out and mewled in muffled opposition, but his continued inability to draw breath and the burning fire in his lungs broke his spirit, eventually causing him to acquiesce. He swallowed, allowing captain Chad to withdraw his downright suffocating handgag and filling the room with cackling that spoke of disbelief, amusement and disgust.


The exercise was repeated again, this time with Brody holding the tall glass and pouring the rest of the liquid in while Chad forced the captive dweeb's mouth open and prevented it from closing.

"There we go. Down the hatch." our gargantuan-limbed captain approvingly breathed out, preventatively clamping his freakishly sized palm back over Sammy's puny face the instant the now-empty glass was pulled away.

The little guy showed far less resistance this time.

"Now you swoosh that all around in there. Come on. Swoosh, swoosh swoosh." Chad patiently went on, gently shaking Sammy's hopelessly dwarfed face around; left and right, up and down, all the while keeping the back of the twink's head tightly pressed up against his huge pecs. "And now you swallow. Come on, princess. Swallow. Thaaat's it. There we go. Good boy." he finally purred, freeing the lad from his suffocating grip before condescendingly ruffling his hair up.


"That-a-boy. See? That wasn't so bad now, was it? Now you know what you're gonna do? You're gonna thank Hunter for his seed." the brawny tyrant humorously continued, only further adding to the little dweeb's unending humiliation.

Hunter predictably rolled his eyes up and forced himself to gaze straight at the TV, but everyone else laughed. Everyone save for Sammy, that is.

"Now repeat after me. Thank you, Master Hunter, for allowing me the privilege of sucking on your tasty cum-socks. Come on. Say it." Chad patiently instructed, holding my younger stepbrother's head in place and forcing him to lock eyes on the seated star quarterback whose loads he'd unwillingly ingested.

"SAY IT!" Brody aggressively barked, expertly playing the role of the bad cop by contrasting his captain's slightly softer approach with his own, far more brutish one.

Sammy, as you can probably imagine, was humiliated, yes. But more than anything else, he was utterly terrified.
Terrified of Chad. Terrified of Brody.


"Th..th...thank you, Hunter, for..."

"MASTER Hunter!" beefy Brody angrily corrected.

Teary-eyed Sammy fearfully nodded, gulped down and restarted. "Th..thank you, Master Hunter..." he managed to get out, before suddenly halting mid-sentence and finding himself unable to say the rest.

"Come on, pretty boy. Just say it. You're halfway there." Chad approvingly prodded, before slowly repeating the phrase as a means of jogging his captive's memory.

I watched as my once proud and feisty stepbrother nervously gulped and did as instructed.
"Thank you...Master Hunter, for allowing me *gulp*...for allowing me the privilege of...sucking on your cum-socks."

"TASTY cum-socks!" Brody once again angrily rectified.

"...tasty cum-socks." poor Sammy timidly repeated.


Captain Chad let out a victorious chuckle and approvingly ruffled the little guy's hair up even as Matt and I burst into what can only be described as near-hysterical laughter. Even Hunter, who had so far remained quiet and distant, allowed his disinterested façade to break down into a cocky - if somewhat reluctant - smile. In my own defence, just keep in mind that I wouldn't have been nearly as enthused or amused by the spectacle of my stepbrother's hazing had it not been for the fact that I knew he had a major crush on the star quarterback.


In any case, the instant he did as instructed and finished speaking the humiliating line, captain Chad's demeanour changed. His attitude went from that of a merciless captor to that of a protective older brother.

"The next time your stepbro is left in charge of you and tells you to do something, you do as you're told. Alright, boy?" he spoke, adopting a lighter but unmistakably still menacing tone.

Sammy nodded, and quite vigourously at that.

"The next time you make a fuss and refuse to come along, I swear I'm gonna come and get you myself. Either that or I'm gonna send Brody after you. You wouldn't want that now, would you?" Chad asked, causing Sammy to give the overeager linebacker an unmistakably terrified look and quickly shake his head 'no'.

Suffice it to say, predatory Brody was already licking his lips and hungrily relishing the idea of being unleashed and tasked with my twinky stepbrother's forceful capture and retrieval.

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[Pup Wingletang]

I think you may have outdone yourself with that ungagging. Definitely a whole other level to the usual saliva soaked bundles. Loved Chad and Brody forcing him to swallow it all down and then thank Hunter - so humiliating and so terrifying!

The big question is how all of this will have impacted on his crush on Hunter. Does he want another taste direct from the tap?