Warnings: Rape Fantasy, Face Farting, Cunting, Fag Shaming, Straight to GayToday’s the day. To

Warnings: Rape Fantasy, Face Farting, Cunting, Fag Shaming, Straight to GayToday’s the day. Today is the day that you finally get to put that bitch of a wrestler, Russ, in his place. Today is the day that you’re going to prove to everyone on your team that you’re not a loser. Today is the day you are going to win the championship and everyone is going to chant your name. You just know it.You have a lot to prove today. Especially to Russ who you’ll be going against at some point today. For that past week he’s been messaging you, telling you that you’re going down, that there’s no way you’ll beat him. A faggot like you has no chance against an alpha like me. The text sticks in your head. You can pretend all you want, you’re not a real man. Real men take what they want, and I will once I win. You just know you’re going to beat his ass today.All your previous matches today mean nothing. You win all of them, until you reach the point where you and Russ are staring each other down on the mat. “You ready to go down faggot?” He says cockily.“You’re the one who’s going down.” “We’ll see.” There’s this cocky grin on his face, almost like he knows something you don’t.The match starts and it goes normally. Neither one of you are particularly winning, both having matching scores. It’s when Russ pins you and sits his ass right on your face when things start taking a turn for the worse.PFFFFFFTTTAn airy fart hits your face and you start coughing. “Whoops.” Is all Russ says as he takes advantage of your compromised state. He easily puts you in another pin and you can hear your team yelling for you to move, but the fart disorientated you. It was easily the worst smell you’ve ever experienced. You try fighting but the hold he has you in has you exposed. Your legs are spread and in the air, revealing your bulge for everyone to see. “You’re mine now.” Russ whispers in your ear. Before you’re even realizing it, the ref is calling the match. You stand up next to the ref as he raises Russ’s hand to declare him winner. “Told ya faggot.” Russ laughs as he walks away.You throw your head gear off and storm off towards the locker rooms. Once you’re there you punch a locker and yell out. You don’t even care if anyone hears you. “Did you really think you’d win that match?” You turn and see Russ there, looking smug as ever. “A fag like you had no fucking chance.”“Call me a fag one more time.” You challenge as you get into his personal space.“Whatcha gonna do? Cry?” You push him hard but he barely staggers. He pushes you back before putting you in a choker hold. “How ‘bout you be a good little fag and get on your knees.” The hold he has you in is making it hard to breathe but you use your foot and try sweeping his leg from under him. “You’re pathetic.”“Fuck you.” Russ forces you on the ground and uses the time to place his ass back in your face. It’s musky and sweaty and probably the worst thing to ever happen in your life. PFFFFFFFFBBBRRBRBRFFFFFFTYou groan as you’re forced to inhale another disgusting fart. You cough and you gag, giving Russ enough time to start stripping off his singlet. You only notice when he’s down to his jock and he’s pulling that off. “Faggots are good for one thing,” He removes his jock and forces it to against your nose. “Serving real men.” The jock is musky and sweaty from his work all day. “Take a whiff of that, that’s a real man’s scent.” You try fighting against him, but it’s no use with Russ having his full weight on your chest. You do your best not to breathe in the jock, but you still need air. “I haven’t washed that all week, wanted to make sure you get the full Russ experience.” Russ gets off your chest and puts you back on your knees where you immediately notice the sizable dick in your face. He uses his slab of meat to smack your face and begins rubbing his balls on your face. “Lick it.” You obviously refuse, you’re not a fag. He pulls you hard against his dick. “I said lick.” You continue to refuse. “This dick is going up your ass, you can either choose to get it wet or not. Either way, I’m popping your cherry.” You push off Russ and try to crawl away, but you don’t get far away. He has a hold of your singlet and in an effort to get away you shrug yourself out of the singlet leaving you in your boxer briefs.Once again he grabs you this time pushing your head against the ground and leaving your ass in the air. “I tried making it easy for you, but you had to go and do that.” His hand gropes your clothed ass. “Your a fag, even your body knows it. That’s why you have such a perfect ass for this.” His hand dips under the waistband and he squeezes your cheeks. Without any effort, Russ pulls your boxer briefs under your ass. You can feel his dick rubbing against your crack. “You really should’ve just licked my dick.” His dick is now pressing against your unused hole.“Please don’t.” “Men take what they want.” He pushes his mushroom head hard against your hole and you feel torment as the head pops into your hole. You try to scream, but he sticks his dirty jock into your mouth making sure any sound you make is muffled. He slowly sinks his large dick into your ass. “You feel that faggot? That’s my dick rearranging your guts. You don’t have an ass anymore, you just have a cunt for real men to use.” He slightly pulls out and immediately pushes in harder. You try screaming again.“Go ahead and cry. It’s always hard for a faggot to accept his place in life.” Again he pulls out and pushes in with more force behind his things. “Just a couple more inches faggot.” The next thrust he hits something inside of you and your eyes go cross. You feel your body shutter and Russ moans above you. “God you’re so fucking tight. I can’t fucking wait to ruin you.” His pace begins to increase as your body starts getting used to his large cock. And right when you thought it couldn’t get any worse, you feel his balls pressed against your ass. “I told you faggot, you were made for this.” He makes a point by slapping your ass. “I wish you could see this, how perfect your ass looks attached to my dick.” He pulls out slightly, only to slam back in. The sound of his balls slapping against your ass begins to fill the locker room. The sound is obscene and the way Russ keeps hitting that spot is making you see stars. You hate every second of this, but your cock is rock hard. His pace is brutal, and you just know your ass is never recovering from this. You can’t stop the moans that keep escaping your lips and you feel yourself involuntarily pushing back against his large dick. “Fuck, I’m gettin’ close fag. ‘Bout to load you up with my baby batter.” He keeps thrusting hard and you begin to start cumming on the ground below you. You should be embarrassed that he was able to make you cum without touching your puny dick, but you can’t focus with the feeling of his cock ruining your insides. It just feels too good and your eyes roll back.Russ stops thrusting as hard and sheathes his full dick length in your now popped cherry. He begins groaning above you and does these tiny thrusts indicating that he’s loading you up. “You feel that faggot, that’s my cum loading you up.” He’s panting as his dick keeps shooting. “Fuck, take it faggot, take my cum.” The cum feels weird inside you, and even though you can feel Russ’s dick softening up he stays inside your used hole. Before pulling out, Russ slaps your ass and laughs. “You have such a perfect ass. I don’t know how you’d ever thought you were a real man.” Without warning, Russ pulls his dick out and wipes the cum off it on your ass. “Once you take dick from a real man, there’s no going back.” He stands up and uses his foot to push you out of the way. “Oh, and keep the jock, you’ll need it.”You lay there, cum leaking out of your ass onto the gross locker room floor. Your mind is running a hundred miles a minute, and at the same time your brain is empty. The only tangible thought that’s running through your head is he made me cum without touching me. -- source link

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