Sub X Ch. 04

Mason handed out paper towels and opened a black trash bag for them.

Ji thrusted into Hudson with all his weight, while putting the complacent quarterback into a chokehold. Hudson's pale face reddened and his glazed-over eyes became teary.

While everyone else cleaned themselves and calmed down, Ji got louder and finished with a guttural roar.

The wrestler pulled out, slipped the condom off and fed his load to Hudson, before discarding the condom in the trash bag.

Mason turned off the stereo. The first few boys were redressing.

A few minutes later the gang watched Hudson's chosen gory slasher movie as if nothing had happened. Did any of the bottoms wonder why their hole felt on fire?

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The evening progressed and it was time for the gang to split. Jacob stayed behind to help clean up what little there was and Ji stayed behind to chat.

With the gays among themselves - although Jacob was apparently bi - Mason felt in the clear to ask what was on his mind.

"Jacob, can I know why you always ride Oliver? You could have a different teammate every time but you always go for your bestie."

Jacob shrugged as he poured stale coke down the drain. "I wanted him since we were freshman. He only got hotter with the years. What guy gets to ride his straight crush on the regular?"

"Good point. I should probably switch it up, too."

"Let's make a pact," Jacob said. "We pick different guys to fuck together. You top, I bottom, and then we rank their skills."

Ji returned from the living room with empty chip bowls. "Tonight was amazing. Can you invite me again if you repeat this?"

"Sure," Mason said. "I take it you're into big guys?"

Ji wiggled his head. "I like all sorts of boys and men. I just can't resist a thick ass."

"Ever bottomed?" Jacob asked.

"Nah, never going to. Not my style."

"Think you're a good top?"

"Fucking spectacular," Ji said with a grin.

Jacob handed the 155 pound muscle Asian a cup of sprite and took one himself. "To new friendships. Cheers."

The wrestler drank up, ingesting SubX which the two footballers had generously prepared for him.

"So how did you even become friends with Wookie?" Mason asked.

"Well, I..." Ji said. "I'm... I was in school when... and he... uhhhh."

Jacob kissed the victim and pulled both their shirts off. Mason reopened the lube jar.

"So do we do him at the same time?" Jacob asked as he slid Ji's pants off.

"I go first so you can let him finish. Should we use condoms?"

"He's a responsible little fucker," Jacob said with a chuckle. "But I'm not. Doesn't feel nearly as good."

With the naked Ji between them, the two footballers made their way back into the living room. The wrestler was quickly bent over the divan, ass up, face between pillows. The boys turned the stereo back on, filling the space with techno beats.

Mason led Ji's own fingers to his hole and the sex zombie spread himself while Mason poured lube.

"Let's make his first time a good one," Mason said and handed over his phone with the camera running. Jacob sat down on the sofa, getting a good angle on Ji's face half buried between cushions.

Mason slapped Ji's hands away and lined up his dick. "You're a lucky boy, Ji. Getting your virgin ass broken in and it's already bareback. Such an upgrade. You'd love it if you'd remember. Hehe."

Mason slid in, meeting some resistance at the entrance. Ji's deep guts were tighter than Hudson's had been.

After giving Ji a few seconds to get used to the stretching and re-positioning himself with legs closed, Mason was ready to do the work.

SubX put new urges into Ji's mind. The thick wrestler pushed his ass back and whimpered. Mason held onto the round shoulders and fucked with gay abandon.

Ji was a pretty enthusiastic, mindless bottom. He arched into the fuck and grunted with his voice cracking as shivers shook him.

Still horny from face fucking Hudson without finishing, Mason was ready to shoot his load anytime. He took deep breaths and held still, letting only Ji's rocking milk him.

Meanwhile Jacob lubed up his own hole and moved in, presenting his ass to the wrestler.

Ji rose and dug his face into the shiny crack.

With Ji's back muscles flexing, Mason was driven over the edge. He unloaded into the mindless muscle boy with a soft whimper.

Still basking in the afterglow, Mason high fived Jacob who then spread his legs and his cheeks, in front of the divan.

Mason slipped out and let Ji rise, who eagerly scooted forward to keep eating the Buff's hole.

Jacob reached behind him and pulled the wrestler up, pushing his own ass into Ji's crotch.

Ji looked around - probably for a condom. How cute.

Jacob lined up the fuckstick and sat down. The Asian got to feel the slippery insides of the taller football player and sighed. Forgotten were all concerns about "good habits".

"Wait a second," Mason said and ran to grab a ruler.

Jacob got into a comfortable fucking position, on his back, legs raised high. Ji let Mason measure without complaint, his mind blank and only focused on stimulation.

"Five point three. Not too impressive."

"We'll see how he uses it," Jacob said and bit his lip as Ji entered him again.

Mason added Ji to his measurement list and filmed the fairly standard fuck. Since Ji had cummed mere minutes ago, the sex would last until the SubX wore off.

Ji's fuck style was the same on SubX as it had been without it - hard and fast but somewhat mechanical. Most boys groped each other a bit, some neck kissing here, some nipple pinching there. Ji almost fucked like the Oak Hills guys on the supercharged SubX variant.

To his credit, he had the muscles to shake even the guts of someone as large and muscular as Jacob the Buff.

"I'm sore," Jacob said, sounding a bit whiny. "I've had my fill. Help a man out, Mase?"

They pushed Ji away together and the wrestler masturbated his wet dick on the floor.

"So then," Jacob said, sprawling on his back in the nude like a model. "I rate him 6 out of 10. He fucks hard but that's about it. I'd give him a 3 if he wasn't so hot."

Mason pondered for a moment. "He was deliciously tight. Not sure it's a fair assessment, since it was his first time."

"It is what it is. Rating?"

"Nice arch, good moans, great humping skills, fat ass. 9 out of 10."

"Wow, write that down. Wish we could let him know he's miles better at bottoming."

They brought Ji's clothes from the kitchen and waited until the sex drug had run its course.

Ji dressed, regained speech, thanked them for their hospitality and left. Mason could have sworn the thick Asian walked funny. He wondered if his new friend had any suspicions about how the night had ended.