Content warning for use of homophobic language and non-consent.
Enjoy your fantasies responsibly
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The voice of the announcer was muffled by the curtains between us. I stood alone at the back of the stage, waiting for the moment I'd worked so hard for. Weeks, months, years of training, of putting in everything I had and now finally I would get the recognition I knew I deserved.
It was the awards night gala, members from every team in the league dressed in their fanciest clothes, drinking, eating and celebrating the best performances of the year. There were plenty of small awards and trophies that got handed out, but only one that really mattered.
Best player of the year.
The recognition that out of everyone in the whole league, you were the very best. Tonight that honour would go to me.
That wasn't just bravado or cockyness, The winner of the award was always announced a few days before the ceremony. As the night approached its climax, the staff had asked me to wait behind the stage. In only a moment my name would be called and the curtains would rise.
I'd been ecstatic the night my name was first called, but now that I was minutes away from holding the trophy in my hands, from hearing the audience's applause, it was really sinking in.
I'd worked hard for this. I'd earned it. I deserved it. And now finally everyone would see me for who I really was.
This was going to be a night I would never forget.
"Hey there 'best player'."
Striding up to the stage was Josh. Short dark hair, pale skin and a lean build. Standing at 5'9 he was a couple inches shorter than I was, but I'd never given him shit for that. In fact, I'd been nothing but pleasant to Josh, but he'd always had it out for me. Seeing me as his 'rival' I guess, as childish as that was.
"You shouldn't be back here." I told him.
"What? Am I not good enough to stand in your presence now?" Josh crossed his arms, puffing his chest out.
"You know that's not what I meant." I rolled my eyes. He always took what I said in the worst way possible.
"You've always thought you were better than the rest of us." Josh walked up to me. Standing closer than I was comfortable with. "Guess now finally you'll have proof of that."
"I never thought-"
"Say, I've got a question for you?" Josh spoke over me.
I hated having to entertain this asshole, but I didn't want to start anything with him tonight. Not when I'd spent so much time getting dressed up and looking my best.
"What?"
"Who'd you have to suck off to get picked?" Josh grinned wide. Staring me down. "Or did a fag like you just do it for free?
"Excuse me?" I clenched my fist, resisting the urge to just deck him right here.
"You hear me. So who was it? Your coach? The commissioner?"
"Yeah man, tell him who it was."
I threw my head around to see Cayden waking up from the opposite end of the stage. Cayden was one of the more built guys in the league. Black skin and brown hair, he was about as tall as Josh was but much more imposing. He was someone I thought I was friendly with. I would have been relieved to see him walking over if it wasn't for what I'd heard him say and if he wasn't carrying a chair and a coil of rope...
"You let the whole committee use you as a cum dump. Didn't you?" Josh had a wild look in his eyes. A desperate hunger.
"What the fuck is this." I asked as the two men closed in on me.
"Just a little bit of friendly hazing." Josh said as he grabbed my arm. "Now why don't you show us those skills that 'won' you the award."
I struggled to get out of Josh's grip without tearing at my suit. I started to scream for help, but Josh grabbed my mouth. Muffling my screams as he forced me down onto my knees.
"Hurry up, come on." Josh grunted at Cayden. "And the rest of you guys, keep quiet and get in line."
I was panicking. Struggling wild as both Josh and Cayden held me down. At some point more players had shown up. Watching as I was forcibly tied up. Doing nothing to help.
"Been waiting for this a long time."
I heard one of them say. Other guys laughing and nodding in agreement.
I couldn't believe it. I knew Josh had it out for me... but was this what everyone thought of me...
"Come on, come on. Get them nice and tight." Josh said as Cayden bound my wrists together.
"MHhmMmmm MhMmhHh!" I screamed into Josh's hand.
"Up on the chair now, get those bindings nice and tight." Cayden and Josh pulled me up and onto the chair they'd brought. Tying me down to it with a rope around my waist and with my legs spread open and strapped to the chair. It was too small, uncomfortable, but there was nothing I could do except scream my lungs out into Josh's hand.
"MMHHftt! MHUUNghhhHHHh!"
"Hold the fags mouth shut." Josh commanded Cayden.
Josh's hand slipped off me as Cayden's replaced it. Another of his hands gripping my throat just tight enough for me to feel it.
"Let's take a good look at you pretty boy." Josh grabbed my suit in his hands and began tearing away at it. More hands pulling at my pants as Cayden held me down. I struggled, kicked, screamed and shoved, but I was barely an inconvenience.
"Look at this fucking freak." Josh slapped my face repeatedly. Staring at me with that intense energy. "You're getting hard from this?"
Josh grabbed my cock, gripping it tight to feel how hard it was. I wanted to pull, or squirm away, but he almost literally had me by the balls now.
"The little beta boy must get excited from having a real man control him." Cayden chuckled. His hand around my throat moving down to my nippled. Twisting and groping them with his big, strong hands.
"Yeah... yeah I bet you do don't you." Josh's nose twitched as he glared at me.
"Well then, I got something special for you." Josh's wide eyes stared into mine as he dropped his pants to the ground.
His cock was massive, and rock hard. Maybe nice inches long, with enough thickness to make it look incredibly heavy. It swung in the air like a metal rod, with just as much force and power in it.
"Heh, like what you see gay boy?" Josh chuckled.
"MHmmmmHh! MHhhmmmMm!" I screamed back as I watched Josh stroke his cock.
"You sure seem talkative today, guess we'll have to do something about that won't we." Josh slapped his cock on top of my face. His heavy, warm meat slapping into my forehead. "You know to be a good boy, don't you? If I feel even a touch of teeth, I'll make you regret it."
Bound to the chair, my mouth was perfectly at crotch height. As Josh rubbed his thick hard cock over my face, the crowd of guys around us started taking theirs out as well. Stroking themselves while watching Josh use me like a doll.
While my eyes were scanning around the room, dreading what would come next, Josh hit me with a slap hard enough to almost knock the chair over.
"I fucking asked you a question." He let go of my mouth. Holding my head in place and forcing me to stare at him.
"Untie me right now and maybe-"
SLAP
"Wrong answer." Getting down on his knees, Josh took my balls into his hands and yanked them forward. Enough to make me wince, but just on the edge of really hurting.
Right beside my head, Cayden was jerking off. His cock was just a little shorter than Josh's, but somehow even thicker. Large veins bulging out, throbbing as Cayden slapped his cock into his hand. Just waiting for his turn with me.
"Now, I'm going to ask you one more time." Josh said slowly. Staring me in the eyes. "Are you going to be good and keep that pretty mouth open? Or do you want everyone in the crowd to hear their star squeal."
Josh gripped my balls tighter, the pain verging on unbearable. Even worse than the pain though, was the thought of anyone else seeing me like this. This was meant to be my night, the start of something big, but if anyone saw me like this my entire career would be ruined.
"Fuck you!" I hissed. Immediately regretting my outburst as Josh began to crush my balls in his hand.
"What was that champion?" Josh said as he watched me squirm. "Couldn't quite hear you. Why don't you try answering again?"
"Fuu...Fuuuck." I breathed hard. My eyes on the verge of crying. It hurt so bad... I can't... I can't...
"F-ffine." I winced. "I'll be good."
Josh smiled. Letting go of my balls as a wave of relief washed over me. A short lived relief, as Josh's cock edged closer to my mouth.
