CONTENT WARNING: This story contains nonconsent/reluctance, group sex, humiliation and more. If you do not want to read those topics, you have been warned.
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"Come on, Charlie, get your head in the game!"
My coach was fuming from the side of the pool while I struggled pathetically against my enormous defender.
"Yeah, Charlie, get your head in the game," my opponent mocked, then proceeded to dunk me underwater for the tenth time.
"Fuck!"
I was trying to fight off this huge guy who'd latched himself onto me at the start of the game but he was so strong!
"What's wrong, Charlie boy? Can't keep up?" he laughed with a splash to the face. "Maybe you should go play with the girls, huh Charlotte? Would that be easier for you?"
This guy had been pushing my buttons all game and I didn't know why! We'd never even met but he really seemed to have it out for me. Like he wanted to piss me off because he knew I couldn't defend myself.
He was around 6'6", and though I was tall too at 6'2", he had 50 or so lbs on me. He was bigger, faster, stronger and worst of all.... sexy as fuck.
There's always been a stigma that gay guys join the swim team and in my case it was true. But this was water polo, which I was forced to play in the winter to stay in shape. I was god awful, never having craved the camaraderie of a team and despising violence. Yet here I was again, another season of this shit as I tried to make my way through college on a sports scholarship.
"You're not carrying much in that speedo," my defender sneered after lewdly grabbing my package as we fought underwater.
"Fuck off dude!" I spat while trying to tear his big hands off my lean swimmer body.
"I'm not goin' fuckin' anywhere," he grunted, then continued to grab me in places most guys don't touch.
If you've ever played water polo you know it's a hectic, hands-on sport. There's a lot of grabbing and thrashing, but his grabs felt more like gropes. Most guys tug on arms but for some reason he kept going straight for my legs, pinching my slim, smooth thighs. I couldn't tell what was a joke, what was an accident, and what was deliberate!
When I tried to kick away, he held me still with my peachy ass shoved right up against his crotch.
"Well, hello there," he growled.
"Go away!"
"Where do ya think you're goin'!"
He laughed while lazily trailing behind me as we swam to the other goal. He then grabbed my ankle to yank me, and while propelling himself forward slid his hand straight up my speedo! His huge paw squeezed my small cheek so tightly, determined to feel it in its entirety. I went red wondering if he was also gay and this was his juvenile way of flirting.
"You like that huh, princess?" he asked gruffly in my ear as we settled back into our battle.
"Hnng, what the fuck, man!"
Dammit! He just confirmed he'd touched my ass on purpose and I didn't even fight back! I probably should've stood up for myself but the horny gay boy in me was curious about him and longing for another butt touch. Possibly by accident, who knows, my tush smushed up against his package while we wrestled.
"So princess did like it," he chuckled confidently, then slid his hands back down my speedo.
I tried to squirm away but as my legs eggbeatered underwater my buttcheeks spread open, giving my molester access to my pink hole! He grazed up against it and I gasped.
"I knew you'd like that," he smiled, his other arm around my shoulder to ensure I stayed still while he touched me.
"Duuude, c-come on! Why are you doing this!"
He rubbed my wrinkled hole for at least 10 seconds and I was frozen. Except, of course, for my dick, which was hardening in my suit! To finalize the humiliation, my bully reached around and gave it a squeeze!!
"That's exactly why I'm doin' it. Cuz you like when I play with your little pink pussy."
"N-no... Unnnhh! Stop...!!"
BRRRRTTTTT
Thankfully the game-ending whistle saved me from more abuse, but the raw humiliation of my butthole being called a pussy had already sunk in. Extremely flustered, I swam to the other side and hopped out.
Unfortunately I'd forgotten about my boner and when I looked back at my molester he pointed and laughed. I blushed deeply and ran to grab my towel, then showered off the situation in the locker room.
We were at a huge tournament and sadly I had more games to play. My one consolation was that at least I got to stare at hot guys in speedos for the rest of the afternoon. I was also glad the bully's game was out of the way, but he was still at the pool and gave me weird looks whenever I saw him.
When I hopped out after finishing my next game, I heard him yell from afar, "nice ass, princess!"
I looked over and he was snickering with two goons who were equally large, and yes.... equally sexy....
My bully grabbed his junk, which I could now see was comically big in his tiny speedo, and shook it at me. He winked and licked his lips while his friends howled to the side, their own sausages also fat and intimidating. I scurried away covering my much smaller pouch to avoid any more embarrassment.
After my third game, the tournament finished and I was ready to go home. My team was one of the last to play and by the time the lane lines were put away I was the only guy in the locker room. While taking a relaxing shower, I didn't notice someone had come up behind me.
Before I could finish rinsing, a voice I recognized as the bully's said, "aww, the little princess stayed late for us."
Confused and with shampoo in my eyes, I turned skittishly to see three hulking figures surrounding me.
"W-what are you guys doing?" I stuttered, very disoriented and also a little scared.
He was with the same two from before and they were all towering over me. But it wasn't just their muscles that were huge. Since we were all buck naked, I quickly noticed their dicks hung LOW, and it was painfully obvious I lacked in that department.
The douchebag took note and said, "why don't you turn back around, sweet cheeks, we're not here to look at your little twig dick."
His friends laughed again and one of them started palming his fat, flaccid fuckstick.
"C-come on, guys, seriously.... I don't know what you want b-but... I-I-I can-"
"You know what we want, princess. And lookin' at you now I think you want it too."
The circle got tighter as the guys pushed me back against the wall and now our wet bodies were all touching. Just like during our game, the leader began groping my thighs and buns, although this time he was unimpeded by a speedo.
"Unnhhhh...." I accidentally let out when his big hand expertly cupped me.
"See, I knew she liked it. Ain't that right, Charlotte? You like when big Benji touches your sweet little ass?"
