The sound of skin slapping echoed against the tiled walls as Cooper drove harder into Skye, using him like he was nothing but a hole. Sweat dripped down Cooper's temples, his grunts raw as his cock shoved deeper with every thrust. Skye's cries were muffled, his throat still raw from Roman's use, but that only seemed to push the others closer.
Drew held Skye's wrists pinned above his head with one hand, the other gripping his hair and yanking his head back so the rest of the team could see his tear-stained face. "Look at him." Drew snarled. "Our golden boy can't even fight back. He's just taking it."
A chorus of low laughs rose from the group. Skye trembled, chest heaving every muscle stretched and aching. Cooper's relentless pounding made his body jolt with each slam, his voice breaking into ragged whimpers he couldn't control.
"Move over," Landon growled, shoving
Cooper's shoulder. "You've had enough. My turn."
Cooper slammed in one final time, groaning as he spilled himself deep inside Skye before pulling out abruptly, leaving him stretched and leaking. Skye shuddered whimpering at the sudden emptiness, but there was no mercy. Landon was already there, shoving his cock inside the mess Cooper left behind, groaning at the tight heat.
"Fuck, he's clenching around me," Landon hissed, gripping Skye's hips so hard his knuckles went white. "He's enjoying this. Don't try to deny it."
Skye shook his head desperately, voice breaking. "N-No... please-"
His words cut off as Dre2 shoved two fingers between his lips, forcing them in deep. "Shut the fuck up. You're nothing but the team's toy tonight."
Roman, still catching his breath, smirked from where he leaned against the lockers. "Toy? No.. He's more than that. He's our reward. Our fuckhole. And he's going to learn to serve every single one of us."
Another player, Marcus, stepped forward stroking his cock lazily. "His mouth's free now."
Drew didn't wait. He yanked Skye forward by the hair, forcing his lips open wide, and Marcus shoved himself in deep without hesitation. Skye gagged again throat convulsing, but Marcus only groaned gripping the back of his head.
"Shit, he's tight," Marcus hissed, thrusting into Skye's mouth while Landon pounded into him from behind. They worked him like they'd practiced it-perfect rhythm, two cocks using him at once, one in his throat one splitting him open.
Skye's muffled sobs filled the room, body shuddering under the relentless assault. The others circled close, jerking themselves, waiting for their turn, eyes fixed hungrily on the sight of their teammate ruined between them.
"Hold him steady," Landon growled, driving harder, his hips slamming into Ethan and the bench beneath him creaked.
Marcus thrust deep, holding Skye's head down on his cock until he couldn't breathe, tears streaming down his flushed face. He sputtered when Marcus finally pulled back, spit and precum dripping from his lips
only for Drew to slap his cheek sharply.
"Keep those pretty lips open," Drew ordered.
Roman stepped forward again, grabbing
Skye's chin to force his head up. His voice was low, taunting. "You thought you were our star, Skye. But look at you now. On your knees, stretched open, choking on cock. Nothing but the team's hole."
The words sank in, humiliating and hot making Skye tremble. Landon groaned loudly, driving in one last time before spilling himself deep, pulling out with a slick, wet sound. He slapped Skye's ass hard. "Next."
Another body replaced him instantly- Jay- tall and brutal, shoving in without warning. Skye's back arched, a broken cry spilling past Marcus's cock as Jay's girth split him open even wider.
The team cheered, shouting encouragements, their voices filling the room like a chant. Skye was lost in the heat of it, his body owned, every hole filled, every inch of him claimed.
And the night was far from over.