Big Game

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"I'm exhausted," said Vernon as he pulled the car door shut. "I just want to go home, Selma. It was hotter than hell out there, but the coach made us do the full two-a-days. I'm going to eat something fast and fall into bed."

"We have to stop at my house first," said Selma.

"No!" said Vernon. "Not today, please. I just want to go home."

"You know my parents are out of town all weekend," said Selma.

"I forgot, but really, Selma, I won't be any good tonight," he said. "Let me rest up and sleep in tomorrow. It's Saturday, and I've got nothing planned. As soon as I wake up, I'll come right over and make it up to you."

"That sounds great, Vernon," she said. "But I want to suck my lollipop before I take you home. You know how much you like that. You told me I was the best in the world, and you'd never let anyone else suck my lollipop. Didn't you promise me?"

"You know I did, Selma," he said. "You're the only girl in the world for me, and we're both gonna go to State next year together and get married after our sophomore year and have babies after we graduate and live right here with all our friends. All I want to do is make you happy and give you everything you deserve."

"But you don't want to give me my lollipop," said Selma. "I couldn't get out of my parents' sight for the last two weeks. How did you manage? You can barely stand it for a whole day if I can't suck on that sweet thing. Poor Vernon! You must have gone through hell. I thought you'd ask me to break all the speed limits to my house. Don't you like my lollipop sucking anymore?"

"Of course, I do," he said. "You know I do. It's just -- oh, never mind. Sure, let's go to your house. Only please, Selma, not the whole deal. I'm so tired. But I promise I'll make it up to you tomorrow."

"I knew you wouldn't turn me down, Vernon," said Selma, "because you are the most oversexed boy in school. You need it all the time, and I love that. And it really hurt me when I couldn't give you what you needed the last couple of weeks, because you always tell me how much you respect and love me and that you keep your lollipop wrapped up and hidden away when I'm not around. I want to reward you for your loyalty."

"You don't really need to do that," said Vernon quietly.

"What did you say, Vernon?" she said. "I didn't hear you."

"Nothing," he said. "I am so worn out, I can barely speak."

"Don't worry, Vernon," she said, "You don't have to say a thing. The conversation will be between my mouth and my lollipop."

"Hi, Vernon," said May, Sirena, Cloris and Winnie in unison. Selma had just pushed the door open, and Vernon was about to follow her into the house, but she stepped aside, and then he saw and heard her four girlfriends. At the same time they spoke, Sirena and Cloris each grabbed one of his hands and pulled him into the house. Selma followed and locked the door behind her.

"Come with us," said Cloris as the girls holding his hands pulled him and May and Winnie pushed him toward the big living room. He wondered what was going on and thought of trying to resist, but he was so tired he didn't want to make the effort. So he let himself be guided to the room, where he saw the deep plush carpet that he and Selma sometimes made love on was covered with a shiny blue plastic covering.

The girls brought him to the center of the room and then began pulling him down onto the plastic sheet. He decided it was time to resist, but while Sirena and Cloris were pulling his arms down, he felt the other girls each grab one of his legs and begin pulling them apart. He felt himself losing balance and decided he'd just sit down on the plastic sheet rather than fall on one of them and maybe hurt her.

Once he was sitting, two of the girls started pushing at his shoulders while the other two were pulling his legs. It wasn't long before he was lying on his back. Then Selma's friends attacked his clothing. He resisted a little, but after he pushed them away a few times and they kept coming back at him, he finally sighed and lay back and let them strip him naked.

He wondered what was going on. Is Selma going to give her girlfriends a lesson in sucking? This was really weird.

When he was naked, the girls stepped back and sat on the couch. He looked at them, but he was so tired, he didn't make an effort to get up.

"Yes, you lie there and rest up for the big game, Vernon," May said. "I'm doing most of the announcing, although Selma will say a few words, too."

"Selma told us what you did with that slut, Maxine. Oh, you decided to sit up now and pay attention. Yes, Maxine told you she wouldn't tell anyone, but she told her best friend, and you know how that goes. Did you really think Selma wouldn't find out? It was only a secret for four days.

"Selma was angry, but we were even angrier. You could have broken up with her if all you wanted was cheap sex. No, don't say anything."

"But that's not what I want," said Vernon. He no longer looked tired. He looked scared.

"Of course not, Vernon," said May. "You wanted to have your cake and eat it, too. You know how special Selma is, but just because she couldn't be with you for two weeks, you couldn't keep it in your pants. And you didn't let Maxine just suck you. We heard all the details. You did it all with her, everything you do with Selma."

"No I didn't," yelled Vernon. "And it didn't mean anything."

"You'll get your chance to talk, Vernon," said May, "but you need to be quiet for now. If you're not, we'll have to gag you. You're pretty big, so it will be hard, but you're really exhausted from football practice, and I think all it would take was for one of us to connect a foot with those big round things between your legs, and it wouldn't be hard to gag you after that. That's it, cover those hairy things with your hands and close your mouth.

"I don't know exactly what you do with Selma, but we do know what you did with Maxine. She told us every detail. She's really proud that she added the star halfback to her list. She said you sort of got carried away.

"We are so close to Selma, that it's like you cheated on us too, Vernon, and we feel humiliated because soon everyone at school will soon know what happened. After tonight, we don't care if we never see you again. We hope Selma dumps you. You deserve to lose the best thing that ever happened to you. You'll probably find a lot of sluts eager to service the senior football hero, and we're sure it will be the same in college, too. While you're screwing them, you're going to remember Selma and realize how stupid you were, because we all know there's nobody as sweet, as smart, as sexy and as loyal as she is."

"No, please, Selma!" shouted Vernon and he looked around for her. She wasn't on the couch with the other girls. She was sitting in a chair glaring at him. He saw her eyes were moist, but her expression was steely, and she didn't say a word.

"But we don't think that's enough punishment, Vernon," said May, "and that's why we're here. We think you need to feel some pain and humiliation, like Selma is feeling. That will be our goodbye present to you."

"Selma, please let me --," said Vernon starting to stand up.

"Did you hear what I said before about the gag, Vernon?" said May. "You need to sit back down right now because we don't want to hurt you. A couple of us train in martial arts, so even though you can hurt us, we think we can hurt you where you're vulnerable. You might even have to sit out the first few games of the season. So sit down, please. That's it.

"We're not going to overpower you, Vernon," said May. "I think I heard someone at the door, Selma. Would you please get it and have him wait on that bench in the entry until we need him. Now, where was I? Oh yes, we're not going to overpower you. We're going to give you a couple of choices. Both of them will be painful and humiliating, but you'll decide.

"We prefer that you play the big game. It's called Suck and Stick, and it's a lot like football, because you will be penalized when you're offside. Here are the rules:

"You will lie down on the floor where you are right now, and Selma will take off all her clothes and kneel down and suck you. That's the suck part. No, stick doesn't involve hitting you with a stick, although I'd love to do that, too.

"While Selma sucks you, you've got to be lined up and completely still until you come. If you make any movement at all, you're offside. Look over at Cloris. See her sticking her finger in the air. If you are offside, she'll get to stick that finger into you. And then Selma will have to start all over.

"The same thing happens each time you move. You have to figure out how to hold still until the semen comes out to win the big game of Suck and Stick, and then we all go home. Oh, did I say the other girls will be filming you and Selma and Cloris?

"Once we start, you can get into any position or do anything you want, but the one thing you won't get to do is leave this room before you come. We've cleared this space out so there are no accidents, and we can't have you going into other rooms and messing up stuff that belongs to Selma's parents.

"So do you understand Suck and Stick, Vernon?"

"Yes, but I don't want any part of it," he said. "Can I talk now?"

"Go ahead," said May.

"Selma, you have every right to be angry at me," he said. "I know what I did was wrong, and I disrespected you. I can't explain what came over me, and I was scared to tell you, because I knew you'd be angry the way you are now. I don't want to lose you, Selma. Selma, will you talk to me?"

Selma blew her nose and sniffed a couple of wet sniffs. Then she spoke quietly. "Is this what our marriage would have been like, Vernon?" she said. "What if you have to travel for your job, or I do? The minute I'm not around, you'd be screwing someone else.

"I can't trust anything you say now. I thought I knew you, but I didn't. You put on a great act, but I'm not fooled anymore."

"Please, Selma," pleaded Vernon. "Please give me a second chance."

"I think that's enough, Vernon," said May. "You heard what Selma said. I say you don't deserve a second chance. So are you ready to play Suck and Stick?"

"No," he said. "Are you going to force me? You said it was my choice. Are you going to kick me in the balls until I agree? Who's lying now?"

"You're right," said May. "I told you we wouldn't force you, Vernon. You've got a choice. Do you know Billy, the new tackle who just transferred here?"

"Of course I do," said Vernon. "We practice together every day."

"What do you think of him?" said May. "He's much bigger than anyone else on the team, much bigger than you. I've heard he's really fierce."

"What are you talking about, May?" said Vernon. "Yes, he's like a wild man in practice and he throws guys around like they're toothpicks."

"Did you know he was gay?" said May.

Vernon was quiet for a moment. "Yes," he finally said. "Some of the guys figured that out, and we had some discussions about it, but we decided it wasn't a problem. He keeps to himself and doesn't talk about it. He does his job, and we do our job, and what happens off the field is none of our business."

"Well, Sirena knows his sister, and she told her about you and Selma and Maxine. Billy's sister was really sorry for Selma, and we asked her to talk to Billy. Billy worships his sister, and he does everything she tells him to do.

"Right now, Billy's sitting in the other room waiting for us to bring him in. He knows you're here, and he's been told you're bisexual, and you're dying to have sex with him but you're too shy to approach him. He thinks you want us here to help him initiate you because you're so nervous.

"Before we bring him in, we're going to make you docile. We may have to hurt your package just a little until you're lying on your back, and then we're going to take turns jumping on your stomach until you are so weak that you can't move. We'll gag you and hold your nose shut until you've almost passed out.

"Once we see that you aren't able to move a muscle, we'll bring Billy in and help him mount you and make love to you. See this big jar of lube here. You're going to need a lot of it. You've probably seen his huge thing in the showers. Can you imagine what it's going to do to your insides?

"We'll be involved too, stroking you and sucking to make sure your own big thing is all hard and it looks to the video cameras like you're enjoying the pounding Billy's giving you. And we'll take turns kissing you.

"Yes, we promised that we wouldn't force you, but we didn't promise that Billy wouldn't. He thinks you're excited but a little scared, so he has to take charge. He's waiting in the next room right now? I wonder if he'll say anything to you tomorrow after practice when your teammates might be listening."

"You're lying through your teeth, May," said Vernon. "You're bluffing. He's not here. You made all this up. I know Billy. He's not that kind of guy."

"Yes, you've known him all of three weeks since practice began," said May. "Maybe I am bluffing. Or maybe you're really more excited about making love to Billy than about playing Suck and Stick. Maybe there are some more things about you that Selma doesn't know."

"Shut up, May!" he yelled as he moved his head rapidly and looked around the room.

"Yes, look around," she said. "Look over there, where we came in. Maybe you can see the entryway from here. Oh too bad! You can't. So maybe he's there, and maybe he's not. You've got one minute to call my bluff. After that, we're going to start preparing you for Billy with the lube and everything."

Vernon looked around again. He was scared. He was sure May was lying, but should he take the chance? The game sounded a lot less dangerous. What should he do?

"Time's up," said May. "Girls, get him ready for Billy." He saw the Selma's four friends start to get up. Selma just stared at him with moist eyes.

"No!" he said. "OK, I'll play your stupid game."

"That's great, Vernon," said May. "Once the big game gets started, I'll tell Selma to go out and tell Billy we won't need him."

"Liar!" yelled Vernon. May smiled at him. He was sure she was lying but realized that he might never know.

"OK, everybody," she said. "Get your cameras ready and take your positions. Turn on all those lights we brought. There, that's nice and bright. OK, Cloris, get down there between his legs, and Selma, whenever you're ready. Are you sure you want to suck him, Selma? Cloris could do it for you.

"No," said Selma quietly. "I'll do it. It's the last time I'll ever suck him, and I want him to remember it."

"I'm sure he will," said May. "OK, before she starts, Vernon, you can get into whatever position you're most comfortable in. Nod when you are ready. Remember, you've got to lie perfectly still. The only thing moving will be your penis getting larger and then ejaculating into Selma's mouth as she sucks it. If you move, it's an offside. Are you ready? OK, Selma."

Selma usually began with slow licking, but this time she sucked him in so hard that his body jerked. She took her mouth off him immediately.

"You didn't do that well, Vernon," said May. "Look over on this side. See Cloris dipping her middle finger into that jar of lube. Can you feel her stroking up and down your crack, and there it goes into you. Don't move away like that. Sirena, put down your camera and calm him down a little."

Sirena was a tall girl with a voluptuous figure. She came and stood looking down at Vernon and then she moved one foot so she was straddling him. And then she dropped down hard onto his stomach, knocking the air out of him. She got up as he was moaning and stood looking down at him again, and then she repeated her drop. After the third drop, he made no sound. He was drooling from his mouth, and his body was motionless.

"Listen, Vernon. We're going to wait until you get some breath back before we continue Suck and Stick. Meanwhile, Cloris is going to push some more lube into you and fuck you with her finger, just as if she was Billy. Of course, Billy is like a fire hose, and she's just a finger. There she goes. It looks like you're responding a little. I think you like it. You're moving with it, and I even see your penis stirring a little. Maybe it will be easier for you to come with her finger inside.

"OK, she's stopping now. She's going to leave it inside you but not move it while Selma starts sucking again. Are you in the position you want to be in? Well, you're not moving, so I guess that's the answer. Selma, you can start."

This time Selma licked him up and down and softly sucked his tip. When she began sucking his balls, though, he flinched, and she stopped. He was as hard as a rock.

"Too bad," said May. "You were getting close, I think. Now we have to wait until you're all soft again for the next round. Selma is amazing. I hope you are starting to understand what you threw away. OK, it's almost all the way down. Go ahead, Cloris.

"Oh, you're surprised, Vernon. Yes, you were offside again, so she gets to stick another finger in there. Let's see how you like that. You seem to enjoy two fingers as much as one. Look how you're squirming and you're starting to get hard again. Maybe Selma can bring you off this time."

But he didn't last as long as last time. Almost as soon as Selma took him into her mouth, he thrust at her, and she lifted her head. She leaned over and looked at him. He saw she was crying. She didn't seem to be enjoying this. He wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say.

"Cloris is going to take her fingers out and push some more lube into you now, Vernon, because you know what's coming next. And there she goes. Oh, that really woke you up. You're trying to stand up. That's fine. Hold on to the couch, and it will help you. Do you feel how Cloris is moving with you? Her three fingers are staying with you as you turn around. Go ahead and walk. She'll walk with you.

"No, Vernon. Remember, I told you, you have to stay in this room. Back! Turn around! Girls!"

Selma stayed seated on the floor watching, but the others went over to where Vernon was pulling Cloris, who still had her three fingers embedded in him. The girls ran to the entry to the living room and pushed out their hands as he approached. But he didn't stop. "OK, now!" yelled May as he came closer.

Suddenly there were loud rifle shots echoing around the room. But there was no gun. It was the sound of three girls slapping Vernon as hard as they could. Two of them were slapping his cheeks, and one was behind him spanking him. His head was snapping back and forth as a slap from the girl on the left sent his face to his right, where the girl on the right slapped it as hard as she could and sent it in the other direction.

The girl behind him spanked one butt cheek as hard as she could until her arm was tired. Then she switched to the other arm and started in on the other cheek.

Vernon stopped walking. He stood there, dazed, as the punishment continued, and then he staggered. "Step back, girls," said May. "I think he's going down." Selma rushed forward and held onto him. "Help me bring him back," she said. "We don't want him to hurt himself."

They walked him back to the middle of the room and lowered him to the plastic sheet. He lay there, still dazed.

"We didn't want to do that," said May, "but I told you why we couldn't let you leave the room. Well, I'm actually lying a little, Vernon. As you can tell, the girls and I really wanted to do that. You just gave us the opportunity. My hand is sore, and my arm is tired out, but I think we've given you some bruises that are going to last through the first few weeks of the football season. You're really red in the face, and your butt is red, too. I wonder what you'll tell the guys when you're showering after practice.