It was a hot Saturday evening and we had just defeated our conference rivals in baseball earlier in the night. Like any small town, the team and everyone who was anyone headed out to a farm house to celebrate. I found myself hanging out with Lance, whose farm it was, and Josh, who had ridden the bench throughout our state championship basketball run and found himself on the pine for most of the baseball season. It had been nearly six months since a less popular student had attempted to control all of us and make us his slaves. For a while, in the back of my mind I had wondered where Chris had gone and if he would ever come back, but those thoughts had slowly faded away. Tonight we were celebrating a key victory that vaulted us into a tie for first place in the league.
“Man, this beer is going straight through me, I gotta piss,” Josh said. He set down his can and headed off into the trees.
“Dude, you’re hitting awesome right now,” Lance said to me. “You keep this up and you’ll surely start for State next season.”
“I’m hoping,” I replied. We sat there drinking and bullshitting about stuff until we realized Josh had been gone for almost ten minutes. “I’ll go find him,” I replied. I walked out into the trees a short distance and looked around.
“Mmm…yes,” a quiet voice said.
“Josh?” I questioned. I heard a rustling before Josh emerged from the bushes with his pants undone. “Everything come out okay?” I asked.
“Everything is great,” he replied walking towards me.
“Hey you fags, come back to the party,” Adam said from behind me, startling both Josh and myself. He came out of the shadows and ushered us back into the party.
It was a Monday afternoon practice and practice was just letting out. I was heading to the batting cage to take some extra cuts before leaving when Josh headed me off.
“Hey, man, I was wondering if you could help me with my swing. I’m tired of riding the bench and maybe if you help me I could get some pinch hitting opportunites,” he told me. Far be it from me to keep him from that.
“Sure, come on,” I told him. We hitting the batting cage with Adam, one of our outfielders, for about 30 minutes before hitting the locker room. Adam began changing, while Josh began to question me about his stance in the box. I began showing Josh the fundamentals and adjusting his stance. Now, I’ll admit, everything else aside from this past winter, when he stuck his ass back into my cock, it got just a little bit hard. Adam finished up changing just as we finished our batting stance lesson.
“Hey, man, I got that CD you wanted in my car, I’ll be right back with it,” Adam said to me. He walked out and I put my left foot up on the bench to untie my cleats. As I worked the knot, I looked up and found Josh’s spandex clad cock in my face. Before I could say a word, he grabbed me by the throat and shoved me up against the wall. His body pressed against mine, our hard dicks horn-to-horn.
“Dude, what the fuck?” I asked. He rubbed my cock and turned my face towards his.
“Look into my eyes,” he said. I struggled to fight him, but with his grip I couldn’t focus anywhere but those sharp green eyes. “Yes, that’s right, you’ll do as I say.” He rubbed my cock, making me want to cum. “You remember how it made you feel, the power, the control, the pleasure.” Looking in his eyes, I felt this connection with him, until his voice resounded in my mind. “Kneel” it commanded. I found myself face-to-face with his hard cock, perfectly outlined in his white spandex. Pre-cum had started to develop at the tip of his dick. Josh grabbed the back of my head and buried it in his spandex covered crotch. I could feel his cock exploding. At that very moment, Adam entered the locker room.
“What the hell is going on?” he asked. In one quick motion, Josh spun around and sprang up onto the bench. Just as Adam opened his mouth to question the situation, Josh grabbed the back of his head and buried it in his crotch. For a second, Adam struggled until he went to breathe and suck in some of Josh’s cum off his spandex. Adam continued sucking until Josh released him from his grip. With a blank stare, Adam walked into the equipment room, while Josh walked back to me with a fresh wet stain on his spandex.
“Don’t worry, we’re stronger this time,” he told me and walked away. I remained kneeling on the floor until Adam emerged from the equipment room, fresh in maroon spandex. He took my face and rubbed it against his crotch before pulling me off the floor. Our eyes met.
“You will bring the rest of the basketball team to us,” he ordered. “Then, you’ll become one of us.”
We completed our practice and everyone began heading in. Jason, Luke and I remained on the field to work on 5-4-3 double plays. “Hey, we need someone to hit to us,” Jason called out. Before anyone could respond, I flagged down Adam. He ran down the left field line to help us out, stopping off at third base next to me.
“Excellent job my slave,” he whispered, brushing his hand against my hard cock. He ran towards home plate. Deep down, I knew what I was doing was wrong, but there was a voice inside my head commanding me to do it. We fielded balls for about 20 minutes before deciding to call it a day. We hit the locker room to find only Josh was there. He was in the equipment room loading things up.
“Can I get some help in here?” he called. Luke volunteered to help and headed in, while the rest of us began changing. Adam slid off his pants, revealing his spandex shorts, then circled around behind Jason. Jason slid his pants down, and bent over to pull them over his shoes, only wearing his jock. Adam made his move, trying to slide in behind Jason, but he moved out of the way.
“What the fuck?” Jason yelled. Josh and Luke emerged from the equipment room.
“What is it?” Josh asked, walking up to Jason.
“This fudge-packer just tried to…uhhh!” Jason screamed as Luke slid behind him and stuck his cock in Jason’s tight muscular ass. Jason tried to struggle, but Josh and Adam restrained him until he began turning. A few moments later, Luke released himself into Jason. Josh handed Jason his shorts and Jason proceeded to slide his spandex over his jock, finished changing and left. Josh walked over and teased my cock again.
“I should turn you, but then they could all see it,” he told me. “Still you deserve to be rewarded.” He slid down my pants and bent over, rubbing his spandex clad ass against my hardening cock. I couldn’t control myself and within moments, I was shooting everywhere. Josh turned around and ran his hand across my still hard cock, collecting my cum off of it between his thumb and index finger. He then fed me my own juice, and turned my head gently towards his. His eyes were piercing. “Who do you service?”
“You,” I replied.
I was knelt down gathering my books at my locker when I turned and noticed Ryan standing at his locker wearing a white spandex shirt and maroon spandex shorts. I tapped him on the shoulder. “What are you doing?” I asked. He laughed.
“Oh, this, I lost a bet with Lance. Don’t worry, Chris isn’t back,” he told me. I tried to form the words to warn him of what was going on, but could not.
Later in the day, we headed down to the locker room to change early for practice. When we got to the locker room we heard Lance from behind the lockers. “He is in the spandex, he won’t be much resistance to us.”
“Excellent,” a familiar voice said. “Now become one of us.” Ryan and I slowly crept up to the lockers and peeked around the corner to find Lance sucking off Chris. Once they finished, Chris slid up Lance’s spandex and the two headed out of the locker room. As their asses trailed out I looked over at Ryan and found his shorts standing at full attention. He wouldn’t be able to resist for long.
We rushed up to our lockers and found Chad waiting at his. The three of us slipped into the chemistry lab, where Ryan brought Chad up to speed with what was going on. “We’ve got to talk to Aaron and get some of the antidote, we’re at war again,” Ryan stated, freaking out. Chad seemed off in space and I shrugged. “What else can we do?” he asked. After a moment of silence, I cracked an answer, only half-spirited.
“We could join them,” I replied. Ryan feigned laughter.
“Ha, ha, very funny,” he said. He looked down at himself. “I better go change before I get somebody trying to rip my clothes off.” Ryan walked out in the hall. I looked over a Chad and realized he was somewhat in a daze.
“Everything all right?” I asked. He nodded.
“I’ll be right back,” he said. He walked to the front of the room and entered the chemical storage room, a tiny room behind the blackboard. After a few minutes he opened the door. “Come in here I’ve found something,” he yelled. I rushed to the front and into the room. The door closed and I turned around to find Chad standing there in maroon spandex staring at me, with Lance bent over. Lance ripped ass and in the confined space the gas moved quickly. Almost instantly I was under their spell. He slid in behind Chad and quickly began stroking his cock. I was in a daze, getting harder as Chad’s erection grew larger. Lance motioned for me to move closer and put his hand on my head, lowering me to Chad’s waist level. He then pulled my head into Chad’s crotch and thrust himself into Chad, whose dick exploded. His cum filled my mouth until I was complete. The next thing I remembered was Lance standing behind me, pulling up my spandex. He rubbed my hard cock.
“Now why don’t we find your friend Ryan and show him how we do things?” Lance asked. I nodded. He looked at Chad. “Show him the way.”
We walked out to our lockers and a moment later Ryan arrived next to me at his locker. He opened it and bent over to grab books from the bottom. I knew how he’d become one of us. “Man I gotta piss,” I said. Ryan looked at me and nodded.
“I do too,” he replied. Chad shut his locker and headed for the restroom, as did I. As I began walking down the hall, I felt a pinch in my neck and then everything went blank.