A new coach with rather unorthodox methods is appointed to bring the University's wresting team back to the top. Unfortunately for straight hunk Scott, the path to victory involves turning him into the team's bitch.
Please be aware that this story involves a lot of manipulation elements (straight to gay). The story, names, and places are entirely fictional. All characters featured are above 18. Enjoy!
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Wrestling Team Gone Wild
Chapter 24: So many ways to cum
I woke up in the middle of the night. I felt something "wet", for the lack of a better word, lying against me. It was spongy, mushy. It was rubbing all over my face.
At first, my mind went towards a dog licking my face. I was still semi-asleep. It felt very sloppy. But there was something hard too.
This thing was thick, I did recognize, it was a cock!
Someone was breathing loudly above me.
I opened my eyes in the darkness. At that moment, loads of cum were poured onto my face. There was no mistake this time, I recognized the smell and the taste of semen as it fell into my mouth, the stickiness too. Fuck, there was a lot of it! It was heavy raining all over me.
My dick was fighting to get hard in my chastity cage but it was firmly trapped and therefore, remained flaccid.
I straightened up, very confused. Victor was there, naked.
I could not see well but it was definitely his shadow and his cock, still hard right after the ejaculation, dripping a few inches from my mouth. I was under the impression that Victor was smiling at me but again, I could not have a great look in the dark.
"Go back to sleep." He whispered to me.
"Vic... What did you..."
"I really needed to cum, bro, did not have any cum rag."
"What..."
"Shhh."
He put his fingers on my lips, rubbing the cum on them.
"Go back to sleep, dude. I'm sorry it woke you up, that was not the plan. I just could not help myself from rubbing my dick against your mouth when I finished myself. But eh, more alpha cum for you, my friend."
He went back to his bed as if it was the normal thing in the world. Granted, he had cummed on my face more times than I could count at this point but never while I was asleep. This could not be ok, right?
In my state of shock, I did not even consider wiping my face. At this point, I was way too paranoid about wasting cum anyway. I needed to ingest as much as possible.
I still thought that I should say something though. I was wrecking my brain about the best way to go about it, but by the time I tried to talk with Victor, he was already snoring heavily in his own bed.
I could barely close my eyes, I was fixating the ceiling, a weird feeling in my stomach. The cum which had not dried yet was slowly running down to my neck. My dick was hurting in my cage. What did I let happen to me?
After a sleepless and confusing night, I managed to talk to Victor in the morning. The conversation went rather painfully.
"Victor, about last night..." I started, shily.
"Impossible to score at that party." He said casually, while he was preparing himself to go shower.
Collecting his stuff, Victor was bending over his bare hairy ass. He had quite a fat bum, not as big as mine of course, but his water-polo's speedos were barely containing his ass during competition. Of course, there, he was not wearing anything at all. I did not let that sight stop me. This time, I needed to say something!
"When you came back in the dorm last night, you..."
"I was totally drunk, mate, did I wake you up?"
"No, you did not. But..."
He finally turned around. His long flaccid dick, that I knew so well, was flapping between his thighs as he was moving.
"What is it, Scott? What do you want to say?"
"You cummed on me, man, on my face!"
He smirked.
"Really? I forgot that we did that but yeah, I can still see the dry cum on your lips. Damn, it seemed like it was a lot. I must have been quite horned up! Hoped it tasted good despite the alcohol."
He laughed it off and put a towel around his waist to go towards the door.
"Dude, I was sleeping!" I said, revolted.
"What do you mean?"
"You cummed on my face while I was sleeping, Victor!"
"Jeez! That's crazy. I was hammered, man." He still had his smirk on his face. "I mean, you could not have sucked my cock properly then, must have been a pretty lame jerk off session... Want to do it right?"
He grabbed his dick and balls through the towel.
"I'm not joking, Vic! How could you cum on me while I was asleep? That's super creepy! That's wrong."
"Come on, it must not have been that traumatic for you or you would have wiped my juice from your face. Don't you think? Besides, you should thank me, you have a training session today. You need to be on top of your game. I just provided you with some alpha energy boost. What do you think your Coach put in those supplements' bottles?"
I knew I would probably lose this battle but for once, I pushed myself to keep my stand.
"That's still not cool, man. It woke me up."
"Listen Scott, the whole thing is blurry for me but surely, I was trying to help you out like we always do. Maybe you even asked for it and you don't remember, sometimes you talk in your sleep."
"What are you talking about?"
"I don't know, man. Sometimes you mumble crazy stuff about sucking big dicks or swallowing cum when you're asleep. Look, dude, if you turn me on while I am coming back from a party, drunk, with blue balls, don't be surprised to end up with my spunk on your lips. It might happen again. I'll try not to wake you up though if this is the things that pisses you off."
I was left speechless and he left the room to go to the communal showers.
Victor left our door wide open and I had to hurry to close it. It was too late, a freshman passing by saw me naked, with my elephant cock locked in the metal cage, and the dried up cum on my face.
