Team Sub

Chapter 3 - Circling Vultures

Note: Contains strong language. In real life, please show respect and practise safe and consensual sex.

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'So how did your date go the other night?' Dan asked while he dried himself coming from the rugby club showers after a long slog of a training session. The team was in the thick of it with practice in the run-up to the new season.

'Ah, it was lovely, man, thanks,' Pete said as he towelled himself and threw on some underwear. Others in the locker room were similarly getting dressed.

'What did you get up to?'

'Ohhhh, looking for all the juicy details, are we?' Pete gently nudged Dan's shoulders.

'I mean, I know you're dying to tell us,' Dan shoved the other man playfully.

'You're usually the one spilling all the gossip, Pete. It must be serious if you're keeping it all to yourself,' Martin chimed in.

'You must be in love,' Felix laughed.

'After one date, I wouldn't put it past Petey-boy, here,' Eric slagged to the whoops and whistles of the team.

'Fuck off, lads,' Pete smiled, blushing a deep red in embarrassment.

'Alright, then. Go on, what did you get up to?' Dan asked when the shouts and yells had died down. The room was eager to hear the round up of Pete's date night: necks craned and ears pricked up.

Pete was aware of the eyes on him, suddenly feeling self-conscious, but he barrelled though anyway. 'Well we went for a nice meal,' he started, ignoring the comic oooohs and aaaahs from his teammates. 'Then drinks afterwards ...'

'Aaaand?' one of the lads prodded.

'And then ... back to his,' Pete admitted finally to the rapturous cheers and applause of his teammates who jumped and patted him on the back. They gave him some words of praise:

'That's my boy.'

'Fair play.'

'Well done, Pete.'

The team were all used to hearing each other's stories about dates, hookups and fun, and it was a quite regular occurrence considering they were a bunch of gay men, so Pete's date story wasn't unique in any regard. But every now and then they had a running joke to pretend like someone hooking up was akin to winning the championship cup. It made things more light-hearted and also made people feel they had a space where they could share personal things.

'Now you just have to convince the guy to go on a second date with you. Good luck with that,' Martin joked and ran out of the locker room as Pete went to catch him for the slight.

Other members of the team began trickling out, waving goodbye and getting about with the rest of their day.

Dan was almost dressed when he felt a firm hand clamp down on his shoulder.

'Well, Dan,' Tyler spun him around. As muscular and large as Dan was, Tyler still managed to maneuver him to look the other way with a firm grasp on his shoulder. 'Any plans for the rest of the day?'

'No, nothing much, Tyler. How about you?' Dan squirmed out of Tyler's grip, aware that others might be watching them.

'Not much either. Though I do think I'd enjoy something relaxing to bring me down after all that high-adrenaline training. Get what I mean, boy?' Tyler winked.

Dan looked around. Why was Tyler talking so loud and calling him boy? What if other people could hear?

'See ya, lads,' Felix waved as he left the locker room, luckily he hadn't heard. But Eric, Ronan and Leo were still dressing.

Dan was restless on his feet, not wanting Tyler to let out the secret about what they had gotten up to at Tyler's place or in the locker room previously. 'Keep your voice down,' Dan whispered.

'Why?' Tyler asked.

Dan didn't need to answer, he just darted his eyes quickly to where the other men were in the room.

'Oh,' Tyler chuckled. 'They don't mind, do you lads?' He turned to the three remaining teammates in the room as Dan looked on in confusion. What was Tyler doing?

'What's that?' Ronan asked, strolling over.

'That Dan here is my sub boy. He likes being controlled,' Tyler smiled at Dan.

Dan's stomach dropped in horror. Tyler was telling them their secret, after he'd promised he wouldn't.

'I-I don't know what you're talking about,' Dan panicked, shaking his head and gathering up the rest of his things.

'No need to rush away,' Eric came up by Tyler's side. 'There's nothing to worry about. I'm all for it,' he tried to calm Dan down. 'No kink shaming here,' he put his hands up.

'Yeah, it's cool if you're into it,' Leo also came over, so the other four men had him encircled in a semi-circle against the wall. 'I think it's cool.'

Dan stopped packing up his stuff, slightly at ease by what they were saying, but also slightly threatened and backed into a corner.

'You told them?' Dan asked Tyler. 'After I said not to tell anyone,' Dan felt betrayed.

'For that, I apologise,' Tyler put his hands up. 'But listen. You looked like you enjoyed yourself a hell of a lot when you were subbing out for me. I'm no expert at being a dom, I'm still learning, but together with the guys I'm sure we can help you out with all your sub desires. I mean what's better than subbing for one guy, but four?'

Dan blushed with embarrassment, but couldn't help feeling aroused by what his teammate was saying.

'Look, man,' Leo said. 'Don't worry, we're not going to go spreading anything about what you are. All we're saying is, we were all turned on big time when Tyler told us you're a sub and like being controlled and used.'

'And you can continue subbing for Tyler or stop the whole thing altogether if you wish, we're not forcing you. But, the offer is there. You have four alpha studs in front of you ready to dom you if you wish.'

'The decision is yours, boy,' Eric rubbed Dan's hair, as if he knew that little touch at the end of all their speeches would be just what would be needed to convince the sub.

Dan stood there and stared at them one by one: Tyler: tall, muscular, smooth, completely at ease in his dominance; Eric: burly, thick bearded, a stern look in his eyes as he crossed his tattooed arms; Ronan: brown skin, full lips, tight haircut, his clothes tight against his muscles, attractive in a privileged way; and Leo: piercing eyes, striking features, dark hair, he leaned his muscular arm against the wall and his expression demanded attention. They were all so different in body shape and size and all looked different; various types of men. But they all oozed dominance in their own way.

Dan considered grabbing his things and running out of the locker room, never to return. But there was another part of himself that he couldn't ignore. A part of himself that was intrigued. No, more than intrigued: aroused. He had a deep desire to submit. He already had with Tyler, but now there were four times the men on offer. Four alphas to serve, to submit to, to become owned by, to be his doms.

He couldn't let that opportunity pass, could he? You live to regret the opportunities you don't take more than the ones you do, he heard somewhere before.

'Fuck it, I'll do it,' Dan said finally. He didn't know what he had agreed to. He was scared, but also thrilled. The other four men looked to each other and cheered, fist-bumping each other and shaking each other's hands, while also patting Dan on the back for agreeing.

'Alright, let's celebrate eh?' Tyler suggested.

'How about we ... mark the occasion,' Eric laughed and pulled Dan to his knees and guided him towards his crotch, rubbing Dan's face against his shorts.

Dan laughed and pulled away, but couldn't help but get hard in his pants.

'You like that eh, boy?' Eric asked.

Dan took a few seconds to switch on to sub mode. He had to get used to seeing these as doms now instead of teammates. 'Yes, Sir,' he said finally and stuck his face into Eric's crotch, rubbing his face against the hardening shaft beneath the material. He breathed in and savoured the musk that he could smell underneath the shower gel.

'Alright, well. Why don't we all as a group mark the occasion by leaving our own mark on our sub boy here,' Ronan whipped out his cock, which was rock hard.

The others knew immediately what he was suggesting and followed suit, standing around the kneeling man and as they tugged at their cocks.

Dan couldn't believe where he was. Kneeling on the floor of the locker room with four hunky men stroking their hard dicks standing around him, circling. His own dick was rock hard and his stomach fluttered in excitement at the situation that he was in. His sub dreams were becoming a reality.

'Go on, fag. Beg for our alpha cum,' Tyler said as he stroked his cock.

'Please Sir, I want your cock.'

'Do better bitch,' Leo spat on Dan's face, who licked it off his cheek and swallowed it.

'Thank you, Sir,' Dan said.

'Good fucking boy,' Ronan laughed.

'Now, beg harder for our dom cum, fucking fag,' Eric slapped the sub across the face.

Dan took a few seconds to recover, more so in shock at being slapped, but replied. 'Thank you for slapping me Sir, please I need your alpha dom cum Sirs. I'm your sub fag boy. I'm not a man, I'm inferior. Please give me your superior cum on my face.'

This seems to set them off as they began yelling and moaning as they came, one by one, shooting ropes of hot steaming cum onto Dan's face, leaving pools of cum for him to lick and swallow.

The room was filled with the strong odours of cum and the moans of the men as they came down post-orgams. They got the sub to clean the cum off their fingers and praised him on his good job:

'Good sub.'

'Well done, slut.'

'You're going to make a good fuck toy.'

'Such a good fucking boy.'

'Thank you Sirs,' Dan said, elated at his first group session with his four new doms.