“You freshman are all the same,” he snarled. “You probably are sitting there praying I’ll shove my cock in your hole, aren’t you?”
With fierce command in his voice, it was like he was another man. Yet still, somehow, I recognized that comforting familiarity in his voice. I knew Dominick was there and that he was taking care of me, just like I had asked him to.
“Yes,” I said, squinting at the embarrassment of saying it. “I am.”
His hand landed on my hard cock, squeezing it. “I can tell,” he growled.
I bit down on my bottom lip as Dominick positioned his cock between my cheeks. The lubricant dripped down my crack, and he spread it around as he pushed his tip against my hole. I whimpered as the burning pleasure inched inside of me. My cheeks still felt white hot, and the sensation inside my hole was the same mixture of pleasure and pain.
Then Dominick pushed his cock inside of me. He only entered me an inch at first, but his thick girth stretched my hole wide, and my knees shook in response. Without the hand he hitched around my hips, I probably would have fallen over.
With him holding me, though, I knew I was ready to take it.
“Yes,” I groaned, the word coming out deep and guttural. “Yes, more!”
Dominick grabbed my hips as he shoved his cock inside of me. My muscles clenched around his girth, but it was only a moment before they were tugging him in deeper. In the heat of pain, my body opened to him quickly, like it had been primed for this.
“This freshman isn’t going to forget his lesson anytime soon,” he scolded me. “He’s going to feel my hands against his ass and my cock in his hole all week. He’s going to know someone bigger and stronger was back here, putting him in his place.”
My words finally escaped me altogether, and my tongue fell across my lips as he pushed his way into me. The way he was talking about me, like he was talking to the whole team, was sending me close to the edge. I prayed that he wouldn’t touch my cock yet, knowing I would spray my load just as quickly as last time.
Then, with one deep plunge, he found my prostate.
“Oh, the freshman likes that, does he?” Dominick groaned, pressing his tip hard against the throbbing, tender spot.
“Yes,” I managed to gasp as my hole tightened around him.
Dominick started rocking against my hips and grinding our bodies together. I knew I was close, and he must have known it, too. He found my rhythm, building up the orgasmic pleasure with every thrust but never quite pushing me over. His sweat landed in fat drops against my bare back, and I felt the tremble of ejaculation at my base.
Then his hand landed against my cheek again with a firm, crisp slap. His cock still buried in me, the sizzling pain sparked across my skin and into my hole like I was one giant, raw nerve.
“I’m going to come,” I whimpered.
Dominick plunged harder, faster, and his hand landed against me with every thrust.
Smack! Slap! Smack!
“Come in your jockstrap, freshman,” he scolded me. “And don’t forget who made you do it.”
“Dominick,” I gasped, his name crossing my lips so suddenly I almost didn’t realize I said it. “Dominick!”
All at once, I crossed the line. The pulsing sensation deep in my hole exploded, and the orgasm that was filling me to the brim shot down my shaft. I felt my whole cock quivering and twitching as spray after spray of semen filled my jock strap, soaking through the front of it.
At the same time, Dominick’s cock grew impossibly thicker, and he roared with his own orgasm. He fell forward and threw his arms around my chest, then yanked me back up so that our bodies were pressed together while we each shook with ejaculation.
“Ohhhhh,” I moaned. “Feels so good.” There was no difference between the hot pain of the spanking and the pulsing pleasure of the orgasm. All that existed was the two of us, held together as our bodies reached ecstasies I didn’t know were possible.
“Good boy,” he grumbled in my ear. “Very good freshman.”
I whimpered, so glad to hear him say it. “I made you proud.”
He rubbed his hand across my chest, pulling me close to the heat of his body. “You made me proud.”
And in that moment, with the world spinning around me, that was all I wanted to hear, and Dominick was all I wanted to feel.
“Good,” I whimpered, with sweat pouring down my face. “Good.”
