Dave finished off the last sip of his protein shake and placed it back into the locker. He looked into the mirror and smirked to himself as he saw his reflection – “Damn, I’m good looking. I look ripped as fuck today.” Indeed, Dave had reason to be proud of his body. In the recent months, he had put on a good amount of muscle on his body. He stripped off his sweaty maroon wrestling singlet and entered the shower cubicle.
With his eyes closed, he let out a deep exhale. It had been a long and tiring training but it was a satisfying workout nonetheless. He squeezed his chest and felt his biceps and triceps as the warm water drenched his body. He had a hot athlete’s body and he knew it. He never missed any opportunity to check himself out and he loved running his hands down his lean but muscled body.
Monday was upper body training day and he loved the feeling of getting pumped and the touch of warm shower relaxing his sore muscles. He was the best wrestler in his school team and he took pride in it. His team mates and rivals saw him as an arrogant jock but he simply shrugged them off. Those guys were losers anyway.
He dried himself and stepped out of the shower, getting ready to change into his fitting muscle-fit t-shirt and tight jeans for his part-time job as a greeter at Abercrombie & Fitch. But Dave didn’t know that his teammates had conspired together to mix roofie and Viagra into his protein shake. They wanted to teach him a lesson he would never forget. He felt more tired than usual and thought he might have trained too hard that day. But he still smirked to himself because he knew all the hard work was going to give him a physique that would make everyone jealous – and make the girls swoon for him.
He started to get dizzy. By the time he realized something was amiss, he was barely conscious. He was getting glassy-eyed and the only obvious sensation he was aware of was his cock getting as hard as his pumped muscles.
Mark, his teammate and arch rival, entered the changing room, flipped the helpless hunk over his shoulder, and carried him to the empty storage room. The arrogant wrestling jock was about to get taken down, humiliated and molested by his team mate who wanted to knock his ego and arrogance down.
When Dave regained his consciousness, he was surprised to find himself wearing his sweat-soaked maroon competitive wrestling singlet. His mouth was covered by duct-tape, his wrists and ankles were bound and he was hogtied. He must have been stripped while he was knocked out and changed into his spandex wrestling suit by his captor. Despite his helpless state, he could feel that his dick was already semi-hard. Dressed in his tight wrestling singlet, the outline of his dick was clear and there was nowhere to hide.
He saw a shadow approaching. Before he could react, a blindfold was placed over his eyes. Listening to the voice of his captor, he knew it must be none other than Mark. Mark had warned that he would get back at Dave for winning the qualifying match to enter the regional competition and being a complete asshole to Mark about it. He threatened that he would give Dave a lesson that Dave would never forget but Dave never took the threat seriously.
Dave felt a pair of hands grab his shoulders. They moved slowly along his arms to grope his well-defined biceps and triceps. The hands then started caressing his bulky chest, rubbing his nipples and feeling their way to his defined abs. Dave unexpectedly found himself let out soft moaning. Damn, it felt good. Maybe it was the Viagra but he was in a state of extreme horniness and any touch felt orgasmic to the skin.
“So, the champion loves it when his muscles are worshipped,” his captor commented while continuing to fondle Dave all over.
With his eyes closed, he let out a deep exhale. It had been a long and tiring training but it was a satisfying workout nonetheless. He squeezed his chest and felt his biceps and triceps as the warm water drenched his body. He had a hot athlete’s body and he knew it. He never missed any opportunity to check himself out and he loved running his hands down his lean but muscled body.
Monday was upper body training day and he loved the feeling of getting pumped and the touch of warm shower relaxing his sore muscles. He was the best wrestler in his school team and he took pride in it. His team mates and rivals saw him as an arrogant jock but he simply shrugged them off. Those guys were losers anyway.
He dried himself and stepped out of the shower, getting ready to change into his fitting muscle-fit t-shirt and tight jeans for his part-time job as a greeter at Abercrombie & Fitch. But Dave didn’t know that his teammates had conspired together to mix roofie and Viagra into his protein shake. They wanted to teach him a lesson he would never forget. He felt more tired than usual and thought he might have trained too hard that day. But he still smirked to himself because he knew all the hard work was going to give him a physique that would make everyone jealous – and make the girls swoon for him.
He started to get dizzy. By the time he realized something was amiss, he was barely conscious. He was getting glassy-eyed and the only obvious sensation he was aware of was his cock getting as hard as his pumped muscles.
Mark, his teammate and arch rival, entered the changing room, flipped the helpless hunk over his shoulder, and carried him to the empty storage room. The arrogant wrestling jock was about to get taken down, humiliated and molested by his team mate who wanted to knock his ego and arrogance down.
When Dave regained his consciousness, he was surprised to find himself wearing his sweat-soaked maroon competitive wrestling singlet. His mouth was covered by duct-tape, his wrists and ankles were bound and he was hogtied. He must have been stripped while he was knocked out and changed into his spandex wrestling suit by his captor. Despite his helpless state, he could feel that his dick was already semi-hard. Dressed in his tight wrestling singlet, the outline of his dick was clear and there was nowhere to hide.
He saw a shadow approaching. Before he could react, a blindfold was placed over his eyes. Listening to the voice of his captor, he knew it must be none other than Mark. Mark had warned that he would get back at Dave for winning the qualifying match to enter the regional competition and being a complete asshole to Mark about it. He threatened that he would give Dave a lesson that Dave would never forget but Dave never took the threat seriously.
Dave felt a pair of hands grab his shoulders. They moved slowly along his arms to grope his well-defined biceps and triceps. The hands then started caressing his bulky chest, rubbing his nipples and feeling their way to his defined abs. Dave unexpectedly found himself let out soft moaning. Damn, it felt good. Maybe it was the Viagra but he was in a state of extreme horniness and any touch felt orgasmic to the skin.
“So, the champion loves it when his muscles are worshipped,” his captor commented while continuing to fondle Dave all over.
Dave felt his face flushing as he began to moan uncontrollably. He could feel his cock fully erected by now and pushing against the silky material of his A-grade spandex singlet.
“Very hard and defined muscles you have here,” the voice said as he squeezed Dave’s chest and arms. “You must be feeling super horny, your precum is soaking through your wrestling singlet,” the voice continued to humiliate him. Indeed, Dave’s cock was rock hard and straining against the fabric of his maroon wrestling singlet. Even though Dave felt utterly humiliated by all that was happening to him, his rock hard cock betrayed him and added on to the humiliation.
Dave, the defending wrestling champion and popular eye-candy in school, felt powerless and weak. Every inch of his body was vulnerable to his captor’s touch. He hated his body for liking the sexual sensation and embarrassed that his dick was hard and yearning for release.
He had a habit of not jerking off in the days leading to his wrestling competition. Dave had not cum for more than two weeks and was already feeling horny in the shower, even before his captor molested him against his will. He could feel his precum leaking and the obvious wet patch at the frontal. He prayed that his captor would not notice it but anyone would have been able to see it from miles away.
Mark took pleasure in rubbing his fingers and pinching Dave’s sensitive nipples. Dave would jerk and let out a loud moan every time his nipples are squeezed. Mark knew he had found Dave’s weak spot and boy was he going to exploit Dave’s weakness. This was going to be an experience the arrogant jock would never forget.
Mark slowly pulled down the shoulder straps of Dave’s maroon wrestling singlet. Dave’s perky and defined chest was exposed for all to see. Mark took awhile to admire Dave’s pecs – he was always envious of Dave’s physique. Dave’s pecs were one of his most attractive physical features – they were often accentuated by Dave’s tight wrestling singlets which left little to the imagination. Mark retrieved the nipple clamps from his bag and attached them to the vulnerable hunk’s cute brown nipples.
Dave was groaning. He had never experienced such torment on his nipples. Embarrassingly, his cock was twitching and more precum kept leaking. “Looks like someone is enjoying himself,” the captor smirked as he stroked gently along Dave’s thighs and groped his tight, bubble butt.
Mark began stripping the sexy, helpless athlete. Mark took his time doing so, allowing Dave to wriggle and struggle while his hands worshipped and molested every inch of the champion’s physique until Dave was stripped naked. Damn, Dave looked good. He had a nice smooth muscled body with a speedo tan line which he obtained from his frequent trips to the pool for endurance and stamina training. Again, Mark took his time to admire Dave’s body and he relished in the sheer power and control he had over the school’s golden boy. This was an opportunity he was not going to waste.
Dave’s cock was fully erected and speared straight into the air. He was re-positioned and tied up spread eagle. Mark rubbed lube on his finger and stick his right index up Dave’s ass. Dave moaned and breathed heavily. Before he could register in his mind what was happening, the finger was out and a prostate massager was shoved up his hole. He moaned as he experienced an unfamiliar but strangely satisfying sensation. This was going to fuck him up psychologically for years to come.
He was restrained and kept in place. No matter how hard he tried he was unable to escape. He wanted so much to punch his tormentor right in his face. But at the same time, his Viagra-induced horniness made him secretly yearn for release. The pressure was building up in his balls as the desire to orgasm & ejaculate was mounting.
Dave felt a warm sensation on his dick as Mark rubbed lube and gently stroke his shaft. Dave was unable to resist how sensational it felt as his cock continued to leak precum while his captor played with his meat rod.
Mark played his favorite torture game on the helpless straight stud. Dave would be edged cruelly for 1 minute followed by 30 seconds of rest. Mark was an expert at edging given his previous experience with BDSM and edging guys. He knew what he had to do and what signs to watch out for to bring the male subject to the brink of orgasm without letting them tip over.
The time started. Mark edged him with a combination of fast, vigorous strokes and slow, agonizing jerking. Despite being super horny, Dave was incredibly strong and resilient. He did not want to be further humiliated by ejaculating and having an orgasm at the hands of another man. That was gay as fuck and his straight boy pride was not having any of that. At the same time, he really wanted to release. His mind went back and forth. It was mental torture as much as it was physical torture.
Mark was just waiting to see how long it would take before Dave gave in to his body’s needs. For Dave, every second felt like an hour. He was acutely aware of strange sensations flowing throughout his body as he reached near-orgasm several times but stimulation was stopped abruptly. His body twitched – his muscular pecs bounced. His body glistened with sweat as sweat trickled down his tanned and muscular physique. By now, his rock hard cock was covered in a thick layer of precum and lube.
The moment when Dave felt a tingling sensation in his balls, he knew he was close and he was fighting a losing battle. He gasped and tried his best to hold back his mouth from moaning and his cock from cumming.
“Give me your cum, straight boy! You’ll lose it soon enough,” Mark barked. Dave was moaning so loudly that his mouth had to be covered. Dave was in absolute hell.
After close to an hour and a half of pure torture, Dave reached the point of no return. His muscled body started to twitch and Mark, being an expert at orgasm denial and cum control, knew that it was time to complete the humiliation of arrogant jock, Dave. What else would be more humiliating for an alpha male than having his ability to experience an orgasm completely dictated and denied by another man? Mark knew what he had to do – he was going to ruin Dave’s orgasm. He wanted to see the pathetic jock spew his hard-earned cum from 2 weeks of abstinence but experience none of that exhilarating and satisfying orgasm.
As soon as Mark saw the signs that Dave was at the point of no return, he released his grip on Dave’s cock. Dave screamed through his gag as he realized what was happening. Mark watched in delight as Dave’s dick started twitching and squirming violently even when the stimulation was removed. The first globule of thick creamy cum emerged in a weak spurt and flowed slowly down Dave’s rock-hard shaft. This was new to Dave. As a fit alpha jock at his peak libido, he was used to explosive ejaculations – both in velocity and volume, whether through masturbation or sexual intercourse. The second stream of cum flowed weakly out of Dave. Followed by a third, and a fourth.
Fuck! Dave screamed as this was the most unsatisfying and sexually unfulfilling ejaculation he has ever had in his life. The fifth and sixth weak spurts came. Damn, that was a lot of semen. No wonder some had described Dave as a sex god. Two weeks worth of cum. Two weeks of abstinence and this was his reward – a completely unrewarding and sexually frustrating ruined orgasm. Dave felt almost no pleasure from his ruined orgasm. But yet, he was covered in cum.
Dave was spent. Completely exhausted and humiliated. But he was still horny as fuck because he did not actually experience any orgasm. Mark smirked as he stared at his hot arrogant team-mate who was completely at his mercy. The floor was covered in Dave’s man juice and the whole room smelled like it too. What should Mark do next to Dave? The possibilities were endless and Mark was just getting started with Dave.
“Very hard and defined muscles you have here,” the voice said as he squeezed Dave’s chest and arms. “You must be feeling super horny, your precum is soaking through your wrestling singlet,” the voice continued to humiliate him. Indeed, Dave’s cock was rock hard and straining against the fabric of his maroon wrestling singlet. Even though Dave felt utterly humiliated by all that was happening to him, his rock hard cock betrayed him and added on to the humiliation.
He had a habit of not jerking off in the days leading to his wrestling competition. Dave had not cum for more than two weeks and was already feeling horny in the shower, even before his captor molested him against his will. He could feel his precum leaking and the obvious wet patch at the frontal. He prayed that his captor would not notice it but anyone would have been able to see it from miles away.
Mark took pleasure in rubbing his fingers and pinching Dave’s sensitive nipples. Dave would jerk and let out a loud moan every time his nipples are squeezed. Mark knew he had found Dave’s weak spot and boy was he going to exploit Dave’s weakness. This was going to be an experience the arrogant jock would never forget.
Dave was groaning. He had never experienced such torment on his nipples. Embarrassingly, his cock was twitching and more precum kept leaking. “Looks like someone is enjoying himself,” the captor smirked as he stroked gently along Dave’s thighs and groped his tight, bubble butt.
Mark began stripping the sexy, helpless athlete. Mark took his time doing so, allowing Dave to wriggle and struggle while his hands worshipped and molested every inch of the champion’s physique until Dave was stripped naked. Damn, Dave looked good. He had a nice smooth muscled body with a speedo tan line which he obtained from his frequent trips to the pool for endurance and stamina training. Again, Mark took his time to admire Dave’s body and he relished in the sheer power and control he had over the school’s golden boy. This was an opportunity he was not going to waste.
Dave’s cock was fully erected and speared straight into the air. He was re-positioned and tied up spread eagle. Mark rubbed lube on his finger and stick his right index up Dave’s ass. Dave moaned and breathed heavily. Before he could register in his mind what was happening, the finger was out and a prostate massager was shoved up his hole. He moaned as he experienced an unfamiliar but strangely satisfying sensation. This was going to fuck him up psychologically for years to come.
He was restrained and kept in place. No matter how hard he tried he was unable to escape. He wanted so much to punch his tormentor right in his face. But at the same time, his Viagra-induced horniness made him secretly yearn for release. The pressure was building up in his balls as the desire to orgasm & ejaculate was mounting.
Dave felt a warm sensation on his dick as Mark rubbed lube and gently stroke his shaft. Dave was unable to resist how sensational it felt as his cock continued to leak precum while his captor played with his meat rod.
Mark played his favorite torture game on the helpless straight stud. Dave would be edged cruelly for 1 minute followed by 30 seconds of rest. Mark was an expert at edging given his previous experience with BDSM and edging guys. He knew what he had to do and what signs to watch out for to bring the male subject to the brink of orgasm without letting them tip over.
The time started. Mark edged him with a combination of fast, vigorous strokes and slow, agonizing jerking. Despite being super horny, Dave was incredibly strong and resilient. He did not want to be further humiliated by ejaculating and having an orgasm at the hands of another man. That was gay as fuck and his straight boy pride was not having any of that. At the same time, he really wanted to release. His mind went back and forth. It was mental torture as much as it was physical torture.
Mark was just waiting to see how long it would take before Dave gave in to his body’s needs. For Dave, every second felt like an hour. He was acutely aware of strange sensations flowing throughout his body as he reached near-orgasm several times but stimulation was stopped abruptly. His body twitched – his muscular pecs bounced. His body glistened with sweat as sweat trickled down his tanned and muscular physique. By now, his rock hard cock was covered in a thick layer of precum and lube.
The moment when Dave felt a tingling sensation in his balls, he knew he was close and he was fighting a losing battle. He gasped and tried his best to hold back his mouth from moaning and his cock from cumming.
“Give me your cum, straight boy! You’ll lose it soon enough,” Mark barked. Dave was moaning so loudly that his mouth had to be covered. Dave was in absolute hell.
After close to an hour and a half of pure torture, Dave reached the point of no return. His muscled body started to twitch and Mark, being an expert at orgasm denial and cum control, knew that it was time to complete the humiliation of arrogant jock, Dave. What else would be more humiliating for an alpha male than having his ability to experience an orgasm completely dictated and denied by another man? Mark knew what he had to do – he was going to ruin Dave’s orgasm. He wanted to see the pathetic jock spew his hard-earned cum from 2 weeks of abstinence but experience none of that exhilarating and satisfying orgasm.
As soon as Mark saw the signs that Dave was at the point of no return, he released his grip on Dave’s cock. Dave screamed through his gag as he realized what was happening. Mark watched in delight as Dave’s dick started twitching and squirming violently even when the stimulation was removed. The first globule of thick creamy cum emerged in a weak spurt and flowed slowly down Dave’s rock-hard shaft. This was new to Dave. As a fit alpha jock at his peak libido, he was used to explosive ejaculations – both in velocity and volume, whether through masturbation or sexual intercourse. The second stream of cum flowed weakly out of Dave. Followed by a third, and a fourth.
Fuck! Dave screamed as this was the most unsatisfying and sexually unfulfilling ejaculation he has ever had in his life. The fifth and sixth weak spurts came. Damn, that was a lot of semen. No wonder some had described Dave as a sex god. Two weeks worth of cum. Two weeks of abstinence and this was his reward – a completely unrewarding and sexually frustrating ruined orgasm. Dave felt almost no pleasure from his ruined orgasm. But yet, he was covered in cum.
Dave was spent. Completely exhausted and humiliated. But he was still horny as fuck because he did not actually experience any orgasm. Mark smirked as he stared at his hot arrogant team-mate who was completely at his mercy. The floor was covered in Dave’s man juice and the whole room smelled like it too. What should Mark do next to Dave? The possibilities were endless and Mark was just getting started with Dave.
