Jack’s cabin was filled with the scent of testosterone and competitive spirit as the football fantasy team gathered for their weekly meeting. The men, all with varying body types and personalities, shared a common bond: their love for the game and a twisted sense of humor.
As the season progressed, the stakes grew higher, and the men became more ruthless in their quest to avoid the dreaded weekly punishment. The loser of the week would have to endure a train run on them by the entire group, and the anticipation of this humiliating act only fueled their determination to win.
This week, the unlucky loser was Mark, a middle-aged man with a typical dad bod. He had always been a good sport, but this week’s defeat hit him hard. He knew what was coming, and he couldn’t help but feel a sense of dread as he looked around at the smirking faces of his friends.
Jack, the host and a buff bisexual guy, approached Mark with a sympathetic smile. “I’m sorry, buddy,” he said, placing a hand on Mark’s shoulder. “But you know the rules. It’s time to pay the price.”
Mark nodded solemnly, resigned to his fate. He knew that he couldn’t escape the punishment, so he might as well embrace it.
The men gathered around Mark, their eyes gleaming with excitement. Jack took charge, stripping Mark of his clothes until he stood there, vulnerable and exposed. Mark’s heart raced as he felt the cool air on his skin, and he couldn’t help but feel a twinge of excitement mixed with the humiliation.
The first guy stepped forward, his hard cock already in hand. He smirked at Mark and said, “Open wide, loser.” Mark hesitated for a moment, but the pressure of the group’s gaze forced him to obey. He opened his mouth and took the stranger’s cock inside, the taste of salty precum hitting his tongue.
As Mark sucked on the first cock, the others began to strip and prepare themselves for their turn. Jack watched with a satisfied smirk, his own cock growing hard as he imagined the scene unfolding before him.
One by one, the men took their turns, shoving their cocks into Mark’s mouth and throat. He gagged and choked, but he never fought back. He knew that he had to endure this punishment if he wanted to maintain his place in the group.
After what felt like an eternity, the last man stepped forward. Jack, his eyes dark with lust, approached Mark from behind. He spread Mark’s cheeks, revealing his tight, puckered hole. Mark tensed up, but he knew that there was no escape.
Jack spat on his fingers and began to work them into Mark’s ass, loosening him up for the onslaught to come. Mark grunted and groaned, his body wracked with a mixture of pleasure and pain.
Jack spat on his fingers and began to work them into Mark’s ass, loosening him up for the onslaught to come. Mark grunted and groaned, his body wracked with a mixture of pleasure and pain.
Finally, Jack lined up his cock with Mark’s hole and thrust forward, burying himself deep inside. Mark cried out, his voice muffled by the cocks in his mouth. The other men watched with rapt attention, their own cocks throbbing with desire.
Jack began to fuck Mark with long, deep strokes, his balls slapping against Mark’s ass with each thrust. Mark’s hole stretched around Jack’s thick cock, the sensation of being filled and used driving him wild.
As Jack fucked Mark, the other men continued to take turns in his mouth. They moaned and groaned, their pleasure fueled by Mark’s humiliation. The cabin was filled with the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh, the scent of sweat and sex heavy in the air.
Finally, Jack felt his orgasm building. He gripped Mark’s hips tightly, his thrusts becoming more erratic. With a final cry, he buried himself deep inside Mark’s ass and came, filling him with his hot, sticky load.
The other men followed suit, their cocks exploding in Mark’s mouth and throat. Mark swallowed as much as he could, but some of their cum dribbled down his chin and onto his chest.
When it was over, the men stepped back, their cocks softening as they caught their breath. Mark lay there, spent and humiliated, but there was a glimmer of pride in his eyes. He had endured the punishment and maintained his place in the group.
As the men dressed and prepared to leave, Jack clapped Mark on the shoulder and said, “Good job, buddy. You took it like a champ.” Mark smiled weakly, knowing that next week, he would be back to try and avoid the punishment once again.
