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It turned out that the majority of the team wanted a blow job from the newly anointed team slave. I only managed to make three of them cum in the allotted time so by the time the last of them left the change room I was exhausted, my mouth dry from licking the pile of jocks, my throat sore from having serviced so many men and my knees aching from being on the hard tiles for so long. I was so tired I didn’t even notice Brian sitting on the benches behind me until he cleared his throat. I turned around and, too worn and too humiliated to do anything else, padded over to his outstretched hands. He drew my head into his crotch and slowly scratched the back of my head behind my ears.

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I tried again, “Please Sir, may I lick your sweaty jock clean?”

“I think you’ve almost got it. You look pretty humiliated, what you’re saying shows it, but there’s something missing.” He adjusted his underwear that was around my neck. “I went for a 4 km run in these, each of 3 days this week. I was saving them for just such an occasion.” He pulled them up and wrapped them around my face, making sure to tuck part of them deep in my mouth, the part of them where his dick and balls were sweating heavily throughout his 4 km runs. Then he removed the handcuffs. “Now try one more time.”

I couldn’t believe he was making me go so far. But I knew it would only get more humiliating if I didn’t go all the way. So I sat up higher on my knees, but my hands up as if they were a puppy’s paws, and

“Pheeze hir ay I ick your hweaty ock keen?”

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Brian continued to stare down at me in silence. I didn’t know what to do; what he wanted so I squeaked out:

“Umm, I’ll get him off with my tongue Sir.” He continued to stare, but raised one eye brow expectantly. I started to panic and bit my lip, crouching down into myself. Brian picked his moment perfectly, right when I was vulnerable and just starting to withdraw but before the feeling had a chance to set in. He knelt in front of me, and used firm finger tips to tilt my head up, forcing me to hold his eyes that I so desperately wanted to see pride in.

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“You see little one, you can focus on just one thing. Just the feeling of these brushes on your cock. Tell me little one, do you think you can cum like this?”

I wanted to cum so badly, so very badly. But how could I with all of these spikey bristles pressing into my cock, not just on one side, but on both sides? As I tried to tune out the tiny spikes against my sensitive cock, Brian taunted me. “I thought you wanted to cum, boy? Now that I’ve unlocked your dick, why aren’t you?”

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“Mmkay boy, how are we going to help to teach you to obey next time?”

With the spider gag holding my jaws ajar I could only gurgle in response, my eyes locked on his.

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“Make me cum.” My eyes bulged. Make him… oh gosh! “And remember boy, no hands and to make it interesting,” Brian said with a growing smile, “let’s make it so that your mouth is not allowed to touch my dick.”

I continued to stare at Brian, dumbfounded. The thought of being allowed to pleasure my Captain, literally the sexiest guy had me stuck like a kid who just walked into a candy store and wasn’t sure which jar to pillage first. I bit my lower lip nervously, and self consciously brought my hands into my lap.

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I couldn’t stop thinking about lying curled up on Brian’s chest. The thought of it consumed me, with his hand massaging my neck, firmly holding my face to the nook between the musk of his underarm and the safety of his broad chest. I turned his words over and over in my head after he murmured them into my hair,

“Good boy. I quite liked that boy, you did a really good job. I’ve been thinking that you might benefit from a little more structure boy so I’ve got some new rules we’re going to implement from now on to help keep your focus and improve your training:

You will address me as Sir at all times as a sign of respect and in recognition of the effort I put into your training;

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I followed Brian into the gym. Coach had told Brian to come just after closing time and of course he’d told – not asked – me to join him. Knowing that he now held the keys quite literally to my orgasms and hoping that if he passed Coach’s challenges and got off tonight that he might be in a good mood and more inclined to release me, I hadn’t hesitated. Coach was standing just inside,

“Ah, right on time boys. As promised Brian, I’ve got a little challenge set up for you tonight and if you want some release, I expect you to perform. I see you’ve brought your boy along to help; I thought you might so don’t worry, I’ve got something for him too. First things first, get out of those clothes boys, you won’t be needing them.”

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