(Like I said, re-posting part 2 of an old Patreon story without any re-writes, just to get through the next few months while I don't have time to write.
Part 1 was here if you missed it: https://pfdee.blogspot.com/2023/10/brazilian-blue-ball-soccer-academy-part.html
Make sure to thank reader Michael for his generous donation which made this happen!
Enjoy, and hope everyone is staying safe out here. PFD.)
***
Needless to say, the Green Team practiced hard the next morning.
The blushing boys sprinted with urgency up and down the hill next to the practice field under the watchful eyes and whistles of their female coaches, averting their eyes from their coaches’ long bare legs, to keep their belts from getting too tight! They worked in the hot, steamy weight room until they were all sweating through their clothes, their biceps and abs and legs aching from the heavy reps. And everyone showed up at afternoon practice early, already warmed-up and stretched out, ready to go.
“Come on, Juicy!” Beanpole begged at the end of practice, helplessly pulling on his chastity belt through his soccer shorts. “We've learned our lesson- let us out!”
Jordana wore a little more make-up than she had at his first practice, Rodrigo noticed. She had added just a little lipstick and mascara and looked amazingly hot!
“You'll get out when you win a game,” she replied to the tall boy, as the sun was setting. “And now everyone go to bed and get some rest! Because tomorrow-” She stopped when she saw Rodrigo off to the side, pulling one of the soccer balls out of the mesh bag they had collected them all in. “And where the hell do you think you're going?”
Rodrigo gulped, then nodded at one of the practice aids the school had set up between the warm-up fields, a strong rectangular wooden wall, in the shape and size of a regulation goal. “I was... going to get my thousand kicks in.”
They stared at each other for a long moment, Rodrigo trying not to make her mad, Jordana trying to figure out if this tired, sweating boy who had just been through a full day of classes and two grueling practices was fucking with her or not.
Finally, she nodded.
“Fine. Go ahead.”
***
The nights were harder than the days.
While the sun was up, Rodrigo could always find distractions in schoolwork and practice, but now, showering before bed and looking down the communal shower to see not one, not two, but twenty other young, totally nude teen boys with nothing but tiny chastity belts between their legs- it was so surreal! Like a science fiction movie where girls had taken over the world!
And none of their belts had keyholes or even locks, the boys had finally realized!
These were magical chastity belts, impossible to remove without spells-
So they were definitely staying locked in, until Jordana or Isabella let them out!
Rodrigo gasped as the thought made his tiny, locked cock throb, his stomach pant, his nipples tingle!
Those two girls owned his cock and balls, totally and completely!
What if one of them left school-
Or got deathly sick-
Were the belts keyed to their specific magic, or could any girl at school remove them?
These were the questions the boys asked themselves long after lights out, as they all blushed and pulled at their curved unyielding cages in the dark, under their covers!
“It's gotta be a universal key,” Anvil gulped, pulling at the tight ring around his balls! “It doesn't make sense if only Isabella knows the spell! She'd forget her locker number if it wasn't written on her hand!”
“It could be a universal spell, man,” Beanpole agreed, pulling on his cage, which didn’t move a millimeter either! “But maybe, like, a special key? Like, just a picture or idea she had- hell, I don't know how the fuck Sex Magic works!”
The sounds of people stumbling into their communal room made all the boys shut up.
Specifically, the sound of giggling girls!
In the pitch dark, his bed nearest the door, Rodrigo strained to hear or see what was going on-
-and gasped as he felt two girls jump into bed with him, their nearly naked bodies giving off an amazing heat, their perfume attacking his nose, as their hot eager lips attacked his face!
“AHHHH!”
“Hey baby!” one of the drunk girls giggled between kisses, as her friend kept sloppily kissing him all over. “We just wanted to come and give you your little surprise sucky in bed! As a reward for scoring the most goals in this week's tournament!”
Rodrigo could barely talk, barely think, as one of the girls pressed her huge, round breasts into his face and another one slid her hands under the covers, searching for his cock!
“No! Wait-”
Breasts! His face was touching naked female breasts for the first time ever! A rock hard nipple dragged across his mouth, and Rodrigo opened his lips, out of reflex!
“Yeah Bruno!” the other girl laughed, still reaching through his shorts for his dick. “I can't wait to suck on that hot, hard, HUGE-” Her fingers closed around Rodrigo’s cold metal. “What the FUCK?!”
There was a commotion, and Rodrigo gasped as one of the girls pulled down his shorts, another pulled his covers off, and the first used her cellphone to light up the scene!
There he was, naked and exposed in his throbbing little chastity belt, for two incredibly sexy, big-breasted, laughing, long-haired Brazilian girls, wearing only their thongs and nothing else!
“You're not Bruno!” one of the topless girls laughed, looking at the gasping humiliated boy.
“Isn't this the Blue team's dorm?” the other one giggled, sticking out her amazing chest as she looked around, confused.
Her breasts were the size of cantaloupes, her pink nipples diamond hard as they bounced hypnotically each time she laughed!
“They're... on the fourth floor!” Rodrigo gasped, grasping at his chastity belt as it crushed his erecting cock!
“Now get out of here!” Anvil agreed, now pulling at his belt even harder! “We're trying to sleep!”
“Oh! Sorry!” the first topless girl giggled, unfolding herself from Rodrigo's bed. Her long legs stretching as she stepped out onto the floor, the muscles in her lean thighs and tight ass flexing as she stood up on her tiny naked feet-
Rodrigo's belt was killing him!
“Sorry!” the other girl agreed, her thong as tiny as the firsts. “But you are a cutie,” she giggled, tweaking Rodrigo's nipple, making him gasp! “When you get out of that little metal thing, text me and I'll come suck you off like you've never felt, if you ever score three goals in a game!”
Rodrigo moaned as his throbbing trapped cock started to shake and drip inside his cage!
“Bye-eee!” the two tall, sexy, thong-clad girls giggled, waving goodbye as they skipped barefoot up to the fourth floor, leaving every boy on the Green Team aching, panting, and dripping in his tiny, tight, inescapable metal cage.
***
Rodrigo skipped out of his pre-lunch weight lifting to see if he could find Jordana. He tried looking on the empty practice fields, the cafeteria, and then checked out the classrooms.
“Um, duh, it's the middle of the day?” a girl in a white button-up shirt, tiny plaid skirt, and long socks told him, as she chewed gum, sitting outside her math class. Rodrigo tried not to look as the light breeze blew up her little skirt! “You should, like, check the girls dorm?”
Rodrigo gulped and headed that direction.
He got up to the entrance of the long, modern, four-story building on the other side of the practice fields, but was stopped by two burly armed security guards, outside the doors, one man and one woman. Both wore dark sunglasses.
“Boys entering the girls dorm have to be naked and chastity belted!” the huge man barked, his thick arms crossed across his chest.
Rodrigo took a step back. “But I just need to ask her one small-”
“Strip now or we’ll report you to Ms. Carvalho for skipping training!” the female guard interrupted, her frown as severe as the man’s.
Rodrigo couldn’t believe he was even considering this!
But he had to talk to Jordana now...
“Very well! But perhaps I could disrobe insid-“
“NO! Out here, or get lost!!”
Rodrigo gasped again- this was going to be humiliating!
He looked around, most of the girls were in class or out working out themselves, so no one was really milling about the empty fields in front of the dorms. He took a deep breath, and then-
Stripped off his shoes, socks, shirt and then shorts in a fast flurry, just wanting to be inside as quickly as possible!
“Oh look, his little punta’s already nice and locked up for us!” the female guard laughed, seeing the blushing boy’s belt. “Just let me check it for security-“
“AHHH!” the boy yelped as she reached out and yanked it down, almost pulling his balls off!
“All secure,” she chuckled, then moved aside to let Rodrigo in. And gave his bare ass a huge spank as he walked by!
“HEY!”
“Jordana Yota, fourth floor, room 431,” she laughed. “Go straight there, and no where else!”
“Yes sir! Ma’am!” the gasping boy blurted out, scrambling up the stairs, belted crotch behind his hands!
***
Entering the girls’ dorm was like entering another world.
First of all, the smell was so much nicer than the boys' dorms- flowers and shampoo and perfume and fresh laundry and girl! It made Rodrigo’s little locked-up dick start to pulse!
And the girls had real rooms, not like the boys in one big military barracks, but actual dorm rooms, two girls and a bath to each one!
Rodrigo raced up the stairs to the fourth floor, butt naked, heart about to explode-
What if another girl saw him?
What if a whole GROUP of girls saw him?!
-and raced past the few open doors, one with a studying girl who broke into laughs seeing him run by- to finally find the room marked '431'. He knocked on the closed door with panic, his knees knocking as well!
“Jordana! Let me in! It’s Rodrigo!”
After an endless few seconds in the hallway, the door flew open, to reveal a confused Jordana with her hair up in a messy bun, wearing just a loose t-shirt and wide lace panties.
“WHAT??!” she barked, then started laughing when she saw a butt naked and panicked Rodrigo there, hands over his crotch. “Oh my god- get IN here!” she laughed, moving aside.
Rodrigo raced into the room, only to realize that Isabella was there too, lounging on the other bed in just a bra and thong, painting her toenails!
“Oh? Lover Boy makes house calls?” she laughed, sitting up. “I didn't know we could order tongue on delivery.”
“Shut up Isabella,” Jordana snapped, but did it with a laugh. She turned to the boy with a frown. “Why the hell are you up here? And in your birthday suit!?”
“They... they made me strip at the front door!”
Isabella howled, kicking her naked legs on the bed. “I totally FORGOT we still had that rule!”
“Yes,” Jordana said, arms crossed. “They put it in place to STOP stupid horny boys from bothering us at all hours looking for sex. Because no real Brazilian man with any cahones would let himself run around like a helpless baby inside the girls' dorms, nude and with his cock locked!”
The naked Rodrigo gasped and covered himself harder! “It was important!!!”
Jordana crossed her arms harder, tapping her bare foot on the carpet. “So? What is it?”
The naked boy looked at the giggling Isabella, who had gone back to her nails, then his coach.
“I... um... don't think Beanpole should play defense anymore.”
Jordana threw her arms up.
“Oh, that's perfect! Your primadonna ass can't score a single goal in three games and now you're finding fault with our DEFENSE-”
“No, no, it's not like that!” Rodrigo cried. “I'm not saying you bench him! Just that there weren't that many headers in front of our own goal last tournament- but we did have some in front of the other team's- so we need him there more than on defense!”
Jordana looked at him. “You want him to play offense?”
Rodrigo nodded. “I can move back to midfield, to help on defense, and I can feed Beanpole with assist headers in front of the goal, to put him in easy scoring positions.”
She took another step back. “You're giving up your striker spot? Willingly?”
He gulped. “Just temporarily! With my speed I can play both defense and offense, and we need Beanpole's height in front of the enemy goal!”
To his right, the long, leggy, practically nude Isabella laughed.
“Cute and selfless,” she said, raising one slim eyebrow at Jordana. “He's a keeper!”
“Shut up!” the fiery girl replied, brushing her silky hair out of her eyes, then waving the boy over to her bed, where she lay down. “Come here!”
Rodrigo felt his stomach get tight!
A girl in a thin t-shirt and panties was inviting him to lie on her big, soft bed?
“Go on,” Isabella giggled, still painting her cute toenails. “I'm not unlocking your chastity belt, so your virginity's still safe for tonight, Lover Boy!”
That made him blush even harder! “I'm not worried about... staying a virgin!”
“Come here!” Jordana repeated, getting a huge, well-used, three-ringed notebook out from her bed stand and opening it. “I need to show you something!”
Rodrigo finally did, sitting on a girl's bed for the first time, heart pounding.
She lay on her stomach as she angrily flipped pages in the heavy notebook, the swell of her tight brown ass in her thin panties making it very hard for Rodrigo to not stare at!
She stopped flipping.
“Here,” she said, pointing. “Read it.”
Still covering his belted crotch, Rodrigo gulped and got closer, feeling her eyes on him, smelling the freshness of her sheets-
The page read: 'FEEDING THE BEANPOLE- OFFENSIVE PLAN 25'
It was impeccably well drawn-out and annotated, with plays, tendencies and counters for having a very tall and skilled header at center forward in a quick, high-scoring offense.
“I've wanted to do this ever since I saw Beanpole jump,” Jordana said, “but it requires a really fast, really accurate midfielder to constantly feed him assists. One who isn't selfish, and can give up the ball for the good of the team.”
Rodrigo nodded. Their shoulders were touching as they lay side by side on her bed. “I... I can do that!” he squeaked, his belt getting tight against her mattress!
“And that midfielder has to sprint back to play defense, every time. He's going to be running all over the field.”
“I can do that too!” Rodrigo gasped, feeling his helpless caged dick throb as his hips pressed against her sheets!
“Yay!” Isabella laughed, throwing herself back on her bed, kicking her naked feet in the air in happiness. “Maybe after this next tournament, I'll finally get to suck some cock!”
***
They lost to the Red Bulls, 2-1.
Even though Beanpole scored their first goal, on a sweet header assist from Rodrigo, the muscular Reds pushed Rodrigo and the rest of the Green defense off their marks all day, all except for Anvil.
And even though Isabella had freed them of their chastity belts in the locker room right before the game, and the cute blonde Gabi had dressed up in a tiny cheerleader outfit which had all the boys helplessly erecting all throughout their warm-up stretches, since even the slightest breeze would flash both sides of her little pink thong, the Green team just couldn't pull together enough energy to tie the Red Bulls in the last moments, even with Isabella and Gabi cheering them on.
“It's alright, it's fine!” an angry Jordana said in the locker room afterwards, wearing her professional football manager's outfit again. “We still have two more teams to play today. Win both those matches, and you can still place first or second this time around!”
“And then we can finally have that orgy we missed out on last time!” Isabella cheered. She was dressed like a sexy/slutty schoolteacher again, and Rodrigo was dying, imagining running his hands up those incredibly long, smooth, carmel-brown legs!
“I miss having a good orgy, where us girls are getting pounded by thick cocks in our pussies and mouths at the same time all night,” Isabella continued. “Hell, Jordana and I haven't gotten a really satisfying double-teaming like that since we left the Blue team's-”
“Shut UP about that!” Jordana interrupted, Rodrigo noticing her face turning a little red, even as his desperate cock started getting hard again!
Their slightly blushing coach turned back to the team, pounding at the chalkboard behind her.
“Defense- play tougher! Offense- score more! And Midfield-” she looked at the blushing Rodrigo with his growing erection. “-help more on both sides of the ball, if you ever want to cum again!!!”
***
They lost to the Blue Chips, 3-0.
Even with Beanpole up front, the Blue team was just better, stronger, faster than the Greens.
Anvil got double or triple-teamed and knocked around on every defensive corner kick, and a minute before the end of the game, Bruno, the tall, blond, muscular asshole who had been taunting them the first tournament blasted Rodrigo out of the way with a stone shoulder on a final corner kick to knock in another goal, having scored a full hat trick against the Green Dragons- for the second time in a row!
“And THAT'S how you do it, pussies!” Bruno laughed, celebrating as his team mobbed him, cheering, giving him high-fives. Rodrigo, who was still lying on the ground, picking grass out of his mouth from where Bruno had shoved him down, watched in disgust. “Awww, and I heard that Juicy locked up your little cocks this week?” Bruno laughed down at the smaller boy. “Since you pussies couldn't even score a single goal against us last time?”
Rodrigo got up, wiping the last bit of grass from his mouth. “Fuck off, Bruno.”
“That's exactly what I'll be doing!” he laughed, running down the sideline as the roaring crowd cheered for his third goal. “While you losers are lying in your beds with your blue balls tonight, I'll be fucking right off with TWO naked horny girls in my bed- both nude and bent over, dripping wet and moaning for me, begging me to stick my dick in one and then the other, back and forth- ALL NIGHT LONG!”
Rodrigo groaned!
He had seen the parade of incredibly hot, half-drunk, high-heel wearing supermodels going up to the fourth floor of the boys' dorm all week- and heard the rock music and female moans coming from the Blue Team's windows until late every night, while Rodrigo tossed and turned in his tight little cock cage!
When would it finally be HIM getting the girls?
Running down the pitch, was still Bruno chest bumping more of his asshole teammates as they ran over to celebrate his third goal, when he saw the slim, downtrodden leggy Gabi on the Green team's sidelines, looking quite hot in her tiny cheerleading uniform.
The muscular boy ran over, grabbed the surprised girl around the waist and kissed her long and hard right on the lips, while running his strong hands under her skirt to firmly squeeze her tight, nearly-naked, thong-clad ass! At first she was shocked, but then Rodrigo saw her body respond- her hips pressing harder against him!
“How about it, sexy?” Bruno laughed, finally breaking the kiss. “Come up to the fourth floor tonight if you want those little panties ripped off so you can get a proper fucking. I know being with these Green losers must leave you girls craving something between your legs!”
The girl was blushing and panting, from more than just shock!
“Get the FUCK out of here, Bruno!” Jordana screamed, hitting the muscular boy on the shoulders with her clipboard.
By now the rest of the Green team had rushed over to get Bruno off of their sidelines too, and he laughed and let the only-slightly-unwilling girl go, but not before giving her pert ass another spank, making her blush and squeak again!
Rodrigo knew Gabi wouldn't end up in Bruno's bed tonight- she ran too hard and sweated too much right next to them during those grueling Green team practices- but then Rodrigo saw it. The cute girl had been blushing hard when the cocky boy had let her go, and when the breeze suddenly picked up, he could see it- the big wet spot spreading on the mound of her cute pink panties!
For Bruno!
And somehow, humiliatingly, that made Rodrigo's virgin dick get quickly and unstoppably hard, right there in front of everyone!
***
“This is your last chance!” Jordana warned them in the locker room, before the final match of the tournament, against the Yellow Jackets. “There's NO REASON you all can't win ONE GAME against the other teams at this school! They're just as tired and beat up as you- and we've got the better offensive plan! So just go out there and WIN, or... or... I'm putting ALL of you back into magical chastity for TWO more weeks- with EXTRA TIGHT belts!”
Rodrigo boys moaned, his balls already so full and painful!
Two more weeks would kill him!
“Anyone have anything else to say?!” Jordana demanded of the silent team. “You all know what we have to do- we've practiced it all week!!!”
Rodrigo couldn't talk, thinking about how this whole school might have been a mistake, about running away, back to his favela, where at least he could masturbate-
Even Beanpole was uncharacteristically at a loss for words, Anvil was a silent as always, and Gabi was blushing in the corner, her long slim legs tightly crossed under her tiny skirt, so no one would see her wet panties!
Into the silence, Isabella coughed and stood up.
“Well, it seems to me... that this team needs a little more... motivation.”
She slipped off her high heels to stand before them in her freshly manicured, smooth and arched, perfect-10 feet.
She paced a few steps on the cold tile, letting all the boys get a good look and her nude feet.
“I didn't want to do this until it was an emergency, but I'm just too fucking horny!”
Standing in the direct center of the locker room, she unbuttoned her tight suit jacket and just let it fall to the floor.
“Now I'm sure all you boys realize... that your performance is tied to sex at this school.”
She started undoing the buttons on her tight white shirt, the last thing she wore over her bra.
Rodrigo sat up taller, swallowing hard!
“But I don't think you realize what a performance us girls are trained to give here as well.”
Now the busty girl had her shirt off and was standing before them in just her bra and skirt!
And with a quick spin and an unzip, now her tight mini-skirt lay on the floor too- she was standing in front of them in only her lacy red bra and thong!
“Mamma mia!” Beanpole gasped, finding his voice again. “Mother Mary... we are not worthy!”
The tall girl giggled, running her hands up her long thighs, her round ass.
“Fucking right you're not,” she giggled, moving her hands higher. “Not until you win a game!”
She moved her hands over her full, heaving breasts in their lacy bra, then down over her perfect round ass, nearly naked in her tiny thong-
All the boys were transfixed!
And getting hard in their shorts!
In just her tiny red bra and panties, the walking wet dream sauntered into the boys' showers at the end of their locker room. She reached behind her, fingers feeling for her bra clasp.
None of the boys could look away!
<Pop!>
The bra of the tallest, bustiest girl on the Green Team fell away, but not before Isabella turned and covered her nipples with her arm. Her amazing breasts spilled over and around her forearm, making an erotic sight that the virginal Rodrigo would never forget!
“While you boys are out there on the field, getting all hot and sweaty in a few moments,” the girl in just her panties giggled, stepping out of sight into the showers, “I'll be in here, getting all hot and wet and sweaty by myself...” her voice called back into the locker room. “My little fingers strumming between my legs, just teasing myself, but never letting myself cum...”
All the boys gasped as they felt it-
Their growing cocks vibrating as they grew, humming like a struck tuning fork, aching with need- in sympathy to Isabella's female masturbation!
'A nearby older woman having a little fun with herself,' Raquel had told Rodrigo in the car!
And now it was right here, in front of him!
Her natural sex magic, vibrating his dick as she played with herself!
The stunned boys were moaning, thrusting their hips, leaking pre-cum from the tips of their long denied dicks, as they squirmed and panted inside their shorts-
Isabella stuck just her head out of the showers, steam curling around her cute wet face, water dripping down her long elegant neck.
“Play hard boys. Fight for every inch. Because I'll be waiting right here, getting myself ready for your victory party... wet, horny, and totally naked.”
And she threw something out towards them, her naked breasts still hidden by the wall from Rodrigo's eager view.
Her thong panties landed in the middle of the stunned boys.
And they were soaked.
The naked girl giggled and waved to the shocked boys as the horn blew for them to appear on the field.
“After the game, you boys know where to find me...”
***
Rodrigo had never played so hard before.
He fought for every loose ball.
He elbowed for every inch of space in front of the goal.
And just thinking about nude Isabella waiting for them in the showers, her soapy hands running all over her big naked breasts, her round naked ass, fingering herself as they played-
He didn't need Sex Powers to get fully hard as he played!
It was horribly embarrassing, and then the announcers even started calling it out the second or third time it happened.
“Oh, look Antonio, number 13 is very excited to be on the field!”
“I know Victor, it's like he's smuggling a flashlight in his shorts!”
The huge crowd laughed!
“Well, number 13's nickname is 'Lover Boy', so maybe he's got a date with some of the cute girls in the crowd tonight!”
“Actually, he's more likely to have a date with his own hand- they say he's a virgin, and denied two weeks now!”
The crowd was rolling in the aisles. Rodrigo's face was burning!
Knowing the real reason he was hard, some of the other boys on the Green team started getting erect as well!
“Oh hey Victor- it looks like ALL of the Greens have smuggled flashlights onto the field!”
“Stop getting boners out there!” Jordana hissed, blushing herself as the guys ran around. “Focus on the game!”
“We... we can't help it!” Anvil gasped, fully hard as he blocked a shot right in front of goal.
And despite what Jordana said, despite the humiliation of the laughing crowd, having a hard, throbbing cock in between his legs while he was running full speed after a ball, just made Rodrigo feel more... powerful. More... alive!
The Green team scored off a Beanpole header from Rodrigo's assist, 1-0.
The Yellow team scored by pretending to be hurt to get a cheap penalty kick, 1-1.
The Green team scored again, off another assist from Rodrigo to Beanpole, 2-1.
The Yellow team scored by cleating Rodrigo from behind in the calf before passing him, 2-2.
“A tie is not enough!” Jordana yelled at them as the clock ticked down to the final minute. “A tie means you're still in last place in the standings, and that means chastity belts again- FOR ALL OF YOU!”
“Awww, poor babies,” one of the slimy Yellow forwards taunted Rodrigo. “Little virgin boys getting no pussy at the sex school?”
Rodrigo growled, wiping his face!
Two more weeks of not cumming?!
Of not even being allowed to get hard and masturbate under the sheets at night!
“Noooo,” he growled, his rage rising.
Of Jordana not kissing him, not dressing up for them-
Of a naked Isabella not finishing herself off in the showers in front of them, her amazing naked body shivering with orgasm as she moaned and writhed-
“NOOOOOO!” Rodrigo roared, knocking his Yellow opponent down with an elbow and stealing the ball!
“Oh! It looks like Lover Boy is trying to make something happen in the last thirty seconds, Victor,” the announcer laughed.
“And he's hard again!” the other said. “He must have a girlfriend in the crowd!”
“He's sprinting down the sideline- brilliant move to cut through two defenders-”
“He's past midfield now, the Yellow Jackets weren't expecting this late attack, the Green team has the numbers-”
“Crossing the penalty box, head fake past two defenders- DID YOU SEE THAT-”
“Ten seconds left in the game, he'll have to hurry! Five seconds! Two-”
Rodrigo sprinted to his right, stopped short to let the defender fly by, and reared back for a booming kick-
He struck-
And watched it go just wide of the goal post-
Until Beanpole came flying in from the side to knock it back in with his head, scoring his third assisted goal of the match, just as the final whistle sounded.
“YEEEEEEESSSSS!” Rodrigo yelled, jumping up in the air!
“YEEESSSSSSS!” Beanpole laughed, running toward the smaller boy, picking him up in the air!
All the green team boys were cheering, crying with happiness and relief, hugging each other in front of the Yellow team's goal, not caring at all that they were all uncontrollably hard in their shorts in front of a laughing crowd.
***
The boys ran- sprinted- back to their locker room, ripping off their shoes and shirts and piling half nude into the still running showers, to find Isabella-
Gone.
“What?!” Beanpole yelled, looking around at the empty room. “NO!”
“What happened?” another boy gasped. “She promised!!!”
“Maybe we didn't win by enough?”
“Or took too long!”
Behind the shocked boys, the door to the coaches room opened and a yawning Isabella sauntered in, rubbing her wet hair with a hand-towel, a normal-sized towel heroically trying to wrap around both her amazing breasts and bouncing bubble butt and barely covering either. Seeing the wet, barefooted, nearly-naked girl up close made Rodrigo's cock almost leap off his body!!!
“Did you guys win?” Isabella asked with another yawn, still drying her long wet hair. “I tried to wait for you guys, but I accidentally made myself cum really hard and I always need to take a nap after that...”
“WE WON!” Beanpole said, ripping off the last of his clothes to stand under the hot shower head, naked and already hard. “We won at the last second!!”
That seemed to perk the girl up. “Really?!”
“YES!” twenty boys roared back, hopeful as she reached for her tucked in towel...
“Well...” the girl giggled, hand on her hem... “Then I guess you boys have finally earned this!”
And in one motion, the tall, brown-skinned, black-haired athletic girl ripped off her only covering to stand in front of the wide-eyed boys, nude from head to toe.
Her smooth muscular legs stood apart, long pillars of lean, erotic beauty!
Her naked ass was two round orbs of delight, calling out for Rodrigo's tongue between them-
Her flat stomach moved in and out as her breathing quickened, watching the boys watch her-
And her huge breasts were two firm cantaloupes on her chest, bouncing erotically as she looked around the room and all the quivering dicks before her-
And her pussy was clean-shaven- the first Rodrigo had ever seen!- smooth and perfect with small delicate lips with just the right curve-
But it was the look on her face- the hungry, horny, eager look- that almost made Rodrigo's cock shoot off right then, without even being touched!
He was naked in front of her now, shivering underneath the warm showerhead, his aching cock bobbing helplessly in front of him, afraid to even lay a finger on it!
And when the naked girl spun to face him, unashamed in her beauty, her sexy, fiery eyes locking onto his dripping cock, he almost came!
“So who scored the winning goal?” she asked, licking her lips. “Was it you, Lover Boy? If it was, I'll suck you until you're begging to cum and then take your virginity right here on the shower floor- with everyone watching!”
Rodrigo was holding back his orgasm by the thinnest of margins!
“It was... it was Beanpole!” he gasped, gritting his teeth! “He... he scored... ALL the goals!”
The naked girl was pressed up against the tall black boy in a flash.
“Is that true?” she demanded of the boy, the shower soaking both of them, his hands grabbing her hard naked ass almost by instinct, kneading! “You scored the all the goals?”
“YE-”
She was sucking his cock before he even finished the word!
“OH FUCKKK!” the boy screamed, biting his fist, slamming his open hand against the tiles at his side, moaning and bucking his hips. “Oh GOD- guys- she's REALLY good at this!”
Nineteen naked boys watched with amazement and envy as their team captain got his cock sucked when Jordana walked in, still in her very professional business pantsuit and red high heels.
“Well, I see Isabella's already started the debrief,” she laughed, as the horny, naked, kneeling girl bobbed her head faster and faster on the boy's long cock, tucking her long hair behind her ear, using two hands to form a twisting tunnel under her lips so that all of his shaft could get the most stimulation at once. Beanpole was up on his toes, breathing harder and harder!
“I want to say you all did a very good job in the last few minutes,” Jordana continued, making eye contact with each of the boys over the sounds of Isabella sucking. “Defense held up, we had good passing motion, and offense when we needed it. And therefore, I will be giving you all your just rewards.”
And Rodrigo's cock bounced at the thought!
His first blowjob ever-
From his amazingly hot head coach-
Down on her knees, her tight lips sliding up and down his shaft just like Isabella's were-
Jordana reached up and snapped her fingers. “Get in here, girls!”
And a stream of giggling barefooted girls in tiny bikinis ran into the room, flowing around the standing coach like water around a rock, rushing towards the naked boys! Rodrigo didn't recognize any of them from school, they looked a little older than Jordana even- maybe twenty-five or twenty-eight?
“The best blowjobs money can buy,” she told him, watching every girl choose a different boy, and then kneel in front of him. And then Rodrigo realized it.
Prostitutes!
Either the school or Jordana had gone and hired prostitutes from a nearby city to do the sucking for the third place team, instead of making the coaches do it themselves!
“You thought I was going to give you your victory suck for a third place finish?” Jordana laughed, looking at his crestfallen face! “You definitely haven't earned that yet!”
And Rodrigo blushed so hard!
“No! I didn't- I mean-!”
And the cute, big-breasted young blonde kneeling in front of Rodrigo, her big breasts spilling out of her top which was just two strings over her nipples, her pussy pushing out around her bikini bottom, which was just one string between her legs, crossed her bare ankles cutely behind her, putting her hair up in a ponytail, getting ready to suck him off!
Jordana smirked, watching the naked, erect, scared Rodrigo shiver, his shaved cock shaking.
“Make him cum fast,” she told the kneeling girl. “Like, embarrassingly fast. I want to get this silly orgasm out of the way, so he can start planning how we're going to score more goals next week.”
“Okay,” the girl giggled.
“Jordana!!” Rodrigo cried. “I deserve more than-”
And he screamed out in pleasure as the prostitute's hot mouth took in all of his cock in one smooth stroke.
“AHHHHHH!”
It felt so GOOD!
A hot, soft, wet tunnel sucking up and down his head, making his heart pound and his legs clench!
Rodrigo gasped, bucking and fucking her mouth, which she rode like a champ, one tight hand clamped around the root of his dick!
“He's a virgin,” Jordana laughed to the girl. “If you can't make him cum in less than 30 seconds, you're doing something wrong.”
Rodrigo moaned as the giggling girl added a hyper-active tongue and hands to the mix, swirling and twisting his cock head like he had never felt before!
“No, wait! Jordana, please!”
He strained, trying to hold back-
Jordana laughed. “Ten seconds of pleasure. And then back to a week in chastity, so you can get your mind focused on what really matters- scoring more goals next time!”
He strained-
The sounds of boys moaning and getting sucked were all around him, and of girls giggling, watching the naked boys squirm.
“No, NO-not yet!”
Jordana smiled, then reached out and flicked his hard nipple. “Cum for me, Lover Boy.”
Rodrigo wailed and shot violently into the sucking girl's mouth as Jordana, the nearby girls, and even half of the boys laughed, watching the gasping virgin lose his load against his will.
“AHHHHH! AHHHHHHHHHHH! NOOOOOO!”
He had lasted less than 30 seconds.
The cute blonde prostitute with the frizzy hair swallowed every bit of his huge load, pushing two fingers up behind his balls and pumping with her hand to get every drop, swirling around his head and even sucking long enough to put him into a little bit of post-orgasm torture!
“AHHH! HEY! HEY!”
“Thanks Lucia,” Jordana laughed, patting the bikini girl on the back of the head to get her to stop sucking. “Your payment's on my desk, like always.”
“Thanks Juicy!” the girl giggled, wiping her mouth and giving Rodrigo a wink as she stood up and swallowed, then skipped out the door.
The coach turned to the gasping, humiliated, spent Rodrigo. “Enjoy that? It will have to last you for an entire week.”
“That's... that's not fair!”
“One win, one orgasm- that's the rule. And you didn't even score the goals! I hope you're ready to hear Beanpole get his beanpole sucked every night this week as reward. Oh, and no masturbating for you until the next tournament.”
She snapped her fingers at his crotch and Rodrigo felt a strange sensation inside him- like a vault door being closed! Somehow, his brain knew- she had not only taken away his ability to orgasm, but even to masturbate!
He would be hard, aching and untouched, until the next tournament!
“Jordana!!” he begged, knowing how pathetic he must have looked; naked, wet, shaved, his penis soft while all the other boys were still enjoying being sucked.
“No time for stroking the pony this week,” she said, turning to leave. “You have to figure out how we're finally going to beat that fucking Blue team!”
***
And Rodrigo DID have to listen to Beanpole get his rewards, all week.
One night, Isabella snuck into the boys' dorms nude- or maybe just wearing a thong, Rodrigo couldn't tell in the dark- and he had to listen to Beanpole panting and groaning for what seemed like 30 minutes, as Isabella pleasured him with her mouth. Seeing her naked feet and calves peeking out of Bean's blanket in the moonlight while the outline of her head bobbed faster and faster under the covers had Rodrigo gasping and moaning himself, with a painfully hard dick that Jordana's magic prevented him from touching!
Another time, both Isabella and Gabi strutted into the boys' showers after practice, naked as the day they were born, their long brown limbs and pure nudity making Rodrigo's heart race!
Slim Gabi had a cute well-trimmed tuft between her legs, and wasn't nearly as long-legged or big-breasted as Isabella, but she was definitely more... vocal.
As they took turns sucking the unbelieving Beanpole's big cock, both on their knees in the shower, eagerly passing his tip between their pink lips, Rodrigo was dying, hearing Gabi's moans get higher and higher as she got hotter and hotter, her panting growing like she was the one getting sucked off!
And then the boys saw it-
Her free hand drifting lower across her flat stomach, between her slim wet thighs-
“No Gabi!” a naked Anvil begged, already painfully hard! “Please!”
“Sorry, papi, I have to-” she panted, and her right hand dove right between her tanned legs!
And all the naked boys in the showers flinched as the girl's masturbation unleashed wild Sex Magic that made all of their hard dicks strain and erect even more, getting harder than humanly possible- like they were vibrating, from the inside!
“AHHH!”
“OH GOD! THE VIBRATION!”
“IT HURTS!”
“Oh god, can you feel them, Gabi?” a kneeling Isabella panted, wiping her long wet hair from her face. “They're all so horny around us, watching you!”
The sucking girl moaned and played with herself even faster, and Rodrigo's knees almost buckled, his untouched cock dripping, about to shoot, but totally blocked!
A few of the weaker boys ran out of the showers then, their dicks red hard, to play with themselves on their beds. They'd never defeat Jordana's overpowering orgasm blocks, but at least the touch of their hand would soothe the vibrations!
Rodrigo moaned and squirmed his feet, his smooth naked dick not only painfully hard, but vibrating, his balls throbbing!
Now Isabella and Gabi were fighting over Beanpole's cock, struggling to get their sucks in before the other girl stole it back, sometimes both running their lips over his shaft at once!
And now Isabella's fingers were between her legs!
“Isabella, PLEASE!” Rodrigo begged, pounding the tiles. “You're KILLING US!”
The moaning girl pulled Beanpole's cock from her mouth, her naked chest heaving, one hand still holding the black boy's shaft, the other still moving between her legs, as Gabi's were!
“You want some of this action Lover Boy?” she laughed, and Rodrigo could see her stomach panting more and her thighs squirming and pushing together, as she approached orgasm herself! “You better get with Juicy and figure out how to score on the Blue team next week!”
“But I helped assist all three goals!” Rodrigo whined, his throbbing dick dripping constantly onto the floor now, trying to shoot, so close! “That should count for something!”
He saw the change in her eyes.
The quick decision.
Like a jaguar locking onto prey.
“Fine! I'll let you assist with MY orgasm then-”
And before Rodrigo could breathe, the naked girl was on her feet and on him, pulling him by his vibrating cock down to the floor.
“OW! Hey-”
She threw the boy to the floor- suddenly, but gently- she seemed to have three times Rodrigo's strength- and threw a folded towel under his neck to cushion it- before straddling his face!
“Oh god- oh god-” he gasped.
It had happened so fast- his first look at a real, smooth, dripping pussy- from just inches away!
“Wait! Hold on!!” he begged, as the girl laughed!
“You think some medium-sized virgin cock is going to satisfy Jordana when you finally win a tournament?” she laughed, her thighs locking around his ears- they were rock hard! “We've shared monsters twice your size, back when we were both Blue Team girls!”
Rodrigo's eyes bugged out, as her perfect pussy dripped, millimeters from his face!
And his cock was still untouched, straining and throbbing in the air, behind the laughing girl!
“But-”
“So you better learn to use that tongue, if you want to keep someone like Jordana satisfied, Lover Boy!” she laughed, grabbing a fistful of his hair.
And both Isabella and Gabi laughed as Rodrigo started to furiously lick, Gabi and Beanpole both cumming just a few moments later, and Isabella following a few minutes later, after much amusing, detailed, instruction to the blushing, horny virgin.
***
The only other hands that touched Rodrigo's cock that week were the laughing female guard's in front of the girls' dorm, as she applied a magic chastity belt to the totally naked boy's cock and balls, right out on the front lawn in front of everyone!
“Nice and snug, there we go-” she laughed, her magic pulling the cold metal tighter. “Maybe just a little tighter...”
“AHHH! Stop!” the gasping naked Rodrigo cried, as his dick became barely an inch long!
“Perfect, now it's just a little button over your cute full balls!” she laughed, weighing those as well. “With that little nub, no self-respecting girl will help you empty these in there.”
And Rodrigo moaned as the laughing short-haired guard squeezed his full balls again!
It was the middle of the day, so more than a few female students giggled, walking out of their dorms to see a totally naked and caged Rodrigo having his balls squeezed, in broad daylight!
“Sure you still want to go in there, boy?” the male guard laughed, locking up his clothes.
“Yes!” Rodrigo hissed, and the female guard smacked him hard on the ass to get him inside, making him run up the stairs, blushing on both his face and buns!
Inside, Rodrigo passed many more girls than last time, making his small caged dick throb!
There were silly Yellow team girls, plucking their eyebrows in front of mirrors, wearing just shorts or panties, muscular Red team girls, lifting weights in their hallway, oiled and practically naked, and finally, Jordana's room on the top floor, with the rest of the Blue team.
“Oh? You again?” she laughed, opening her door.
“I, um- wow!” Rodrigo gulped.
She was even less dressed than last time, wearing just a tight shirt- no bra!- and thin cotton panties! They weren't a thong like Isabella's always were, but still, the sight of his fit coach with just thin cotton over her mound was enough to make his cock try to split his tiny cage!
“I, uh- thought we could go over some offensive- ow!” he gasped, pulling at the cold metal, but it didn't budge and inch!
“Get in here before you castrate yourself,” Jordana laughed, pulling him in by the elbow. She closed the door behind her, putting her shiny black hair up in a bun. “The playbook's on the bed. I was just looking at it myself.”
The naked boy sat on her bed, gulping as he watched the shirt-and-panty-wearing girl casually strut around her room barefoot, pouring herself a hot tea!
“You lead-foots are still too slow to take on the Blues one-on-one, but I was thinking we could do some sort of pressure play where we flood their zones-”
The curve of her tight ass in that cotton-
The smoothness of her legs-
The arch of her back-
The thrust of her breasts against that shirt-
“Are you even listening?” Jordana demanded, casually sitting right next to him on the bed, their legs touching!
“Yes! But I, um- ahhh!- thought that-”
She was so close!
He could feel the warmth of her skin!
Smell the scent of her-
Rodrigo stole a glance down at the cotton-guarded juncture between her legs, remembering how tightly Isabella's thighs had gripped his head when she shook and came on his face-
“Eyes on the book Lover Boy,” Jordana chuckled, directing his gaze back up with a hand under his chin.
“I'm sorry!” Rodrigo blushed, his little cage straining! “I was just thinking about... when we met!”
Jordana sipped her tea. “Oh?”
“And how we dueled in front of the goal- you were so fast!”
She smiled, looking at her manicured toes dangling off the edge of the bed. “I always have been nimble with my feet.”
Rodrigo's cage was so painful!
“Ahhh! No, I meant, you were faster than any boy I've played against!”
“Ah. Well, I told you, I can do that. In short bursts.”
She looked down and flexed her naked, athletic legs- and Rodrigo almost died!
“But I was also thinking... about Isabella!”
She frowned. “Oh.”
“No! I meant, about how her legs got, like superhumanly strong, when she was cumming on my face!”
She moved sharply away, taking her playbook and tea with her. “Yeah- she does that too! She does it to all the losers that lick her! What's your point?!”
Rodrigo could tell he was making a mess of what he was trying to say- but his cock straining so hard in his little cage made it so tough to think!
He pulled on his tiny chastity cage, looking anywhere in the room but her!
“NO! I mean- you're SUCH a good football player- better than me- why didn't you... go play for the Brazilian national Women's team? Or even...” He gulped. “The Men's team?! You could out-sprint half of them!”
Jordana sighed and turned to her desk, where she laid her playbook open again. “I told you. I can only do that in short bursts. It's the Sex Magic; all the horniness from nearby boys makes us stronger, faster, tougher... but only for a few minutes! Not long enough to play a 90 minute game. And definitely not long enough to train with the Brazilian mens' team for 6 months out of the year!”
Looking at her perfect, tight, toned Brazilian body in her panties, Rodrigo had to concentrate to stay focused!
He had come all this way- he had to say it!
“But... if enough of us boys were horny enough... would it be enough for you to train... for one week?”
***
They came up with the plan together.
Jordana announced it at the next practice.
Every boy would choose a girl.
The one they were most attracted to.
Not the one they 'liked' or thought 'was in their league', but the one their naked dick responded most strongly too, at an animalistic level. (And Jordana would test this in the showers if necessary!)
And each boy would whack off to their girl exclusively, his lust and desire and need building up her Sex Magic each night.
And each girl would spend that Sex Magic at practice, training against their boy, pushing them harder, faster, farther beyond their limits than any male opponent at the school could do. In short bursts.
“Steel sharpens steel!” Jordana finished, to the boys kneeling on the grass around her. “Your lust for your girl makes her faster and stronger- their duels with you make YOU faster and stronger and TOUGHER. And we will do this for as long as needed- until we finally defeat the FUCKING Blue Chips!”
The boys and the girls of the green team cheered.
“Oh,” Jordana added, “and all male orgasms are canceled until we do.”
And now only the girls cheered!
Beanpole, looking forward to his nightly blowjob, objected first. “But what about my rewards?! I scored all those goals!”
“No more individual rewards,” Jordana announced. “I don't care about what the other teams do! We need your lust to charge Izzy's powers, so she can force you to jump higher when she fights you for headers during practice. We're all in this together now- no boys cumming until we're the champs!”
“But she's not my girl!” Beanpole objected again. “You know I only got eyes for you, Coach!”
“I know how hard your sperm hits the back of my throat,” Isabella laughed, sitting on the bleachers, wearing her tightest shirt and her shortest shorts. Her lips were red, her makeup perfect. “I can taste how horny you are to stick it in my snatch, Beany. And when we win, I'll give you all of it you can handle.”
And the girls laughed as Beanpole started erecting, in his shorts right in front of them!
“No, Izzy, I- ...okay!”
“That's one vote for yes!” Jordana laughed, using her Powers to tickle Beanpole's cock harder and harder. “Let's make it... unanimous!”
And the rest of the boys grunted as the girl of their choice started using her mental powers to make them irresistably hard right there on the field, while turning their hips to face them!
Beanpole, of course, found himself being pulled by his hips and his hard cock to stand in front of a smirking Isabella.
Anvil found his squat, muscular body and thick cock being pulled towards the slim blushing Gabi, who had worn her shortest skirt today.
And Rodrigo gasped in relief as he found his hard, twitching dick leading him towards the smirking face of Jordana, who had even worn makeup today.
“Well Lover Boy,” she laughed, biting her lipsticked lip. “Ready to have some real fun?”
***
Rodrigo had never practiced so hard before.
After a few days of charging, the girls were nearly stronger than the Red Bulls, nearly faster than the Blue Chips, almost the toughest opponents the boys had ever faced! Rodrigo had to sprint all out to beat Jordana to the ball, and sometimes even then she left him in the dust! But she could only do it in short bursts.
At first.
But as the boys got hornier and hornier, the girls could maintain charge for longer and longer sections of practice, and that's when the boys started really improving.
They learned how to fight through tough blocks in front of the goal.
How to elbow bigger defenders out of the way in the midfield.
How to sprint to the corner of the box and fire off a shot so hard it looked like it might bend back the goalposts!
But the mandatory stroking at the end of each practice was even worse than the wind sprints.
The blushing boys would trudge into the showers after practice, naked, tired, but their cocks would start rising as the girls outside would start using sex magic to make them stiffen, quickly and painfully, totally against their will!
It was so humiliating, to be naked in the open showers with twenty other boys, all of them stroking their hard desperate cocks and moaning, knowing they had absolutely no chance of cumming!
Jordana also installed a red phone with an extra long cord on the wall of their dorm, to make sure each girl could 'encourage' her boy before lights out.
Rodrigo watched Anvil talking to Gabi one night, naked under his thin covers, as all the boys slept now.
“Um... yeah,” the boy gulped, phone to his ear. “No. I mean... sometimes!” His thick cock was rising under his sheet, even as he blushed! “No, I like it how you have it! A little hair is okay! Oh, fuck- you would?!”
And his hand shot under his sheets!
He used his other hand to give the phone to Beanpole.
“Your turn!”
As the tall black boy listened, his long cock started rising too!
“No, Izzy, please don't say that... oh god... you know how that fucking crazy makes me....” And after a minute, he was stroking for his girl too! “Argh!!”
When the phone got to Rodrigo, he wiped it down with a disinfectant and put it to his ear, swallowing hard.
“Yes?”
“Hey Lover Boy,” Jordana's sultry voice greeted him. She sounded even huskier than usual!
Was she in bed naked too?!
Rodrigo gripped his hard cock, squeezing it tightly.
“Well I guess my job is done,” Jordana laughed. His face burned as he realized, that even from across campus, her magic could sense him stroking himself!
“I love how easy you virgins are,” she laughed, giving his heavy balls some feather tickles and making him stroke faster out of reflex!
“Well I'm not going to be a virgin for long!” he gulped, his face burning even hotter! “We're going to win this next tournament! And then I'm going to... um, take you back to your room and...um...”
“Undo my bra strap?” Jordana laughed. “Lick my toes? You really have NO experience with girls do you?”
“I do!” Rodrigo cried, letting go of his cock with great effort! “It's just that-”
“I like it,” Jordana laughed. “It's cute! A fit, attractive boy, totally untouched by other girls! Just knowing that I'm going to be your first... the first girl to wrap her naked legs around your hips and guide you into her waiting pussy-”
He stroked faster! “Yeah?”
“The first to bite your neck as she gets close... to scratch your back with her nails, to beg you to fuck me HARDER as my legs start shaking, my voice going higher and higher-”
“Oh GOD!”
“-and the first to fuck that cute virgin ass with my purple strap-on until you shoot your cum everywhere, yelling out my name!”
Rodrigo tipped over the edge and bucked on the bed, his balls pulling tight, his blocked orgasm hitting him like a freight train!
“AHHHHHHH! OH GOOOODDDD! AHHHHH!”
“Yeah, that's what you're gonna say at the end of my strap-on,” Jordana laughed, making him ride his block harder! “Virgin freshman with a six inch cock, thinking he's going to make me cum, on his first time?” she laughed, and now he could hear Isabella and other girls laughing in the background as well!
Rodrigo groaned, his face burning from the humiliation!
But he was too far into his blocked orgasm, he couldn't stop moaning!
“AHHH!! Oh GOD!” the boy blushed, his face bright red, his balls deep blue! “Jordana! NO!”
“Don't worry, I'm sure our first time together will be very nice,” Jordana chuckled as he came down. “Even if you cum prematurely all over my thighs before you even get in me, which you most probably will do. But I'll make sure you get your night's worth. No matter what we do, we're both going to end up sweaty, naked and totally satisfied. I promise.”
And she hung up the phone.
Rodrigo panted as he came down from his blocked orgasm, his chest heaving and his cock still painfully hard. And then guiltily, blushing, reached down toward his naked erection again.
***
The horned-up Green team handily beat the Yellow Jackets in the next tournament 3 goals to 1, even though the Yellow team started by hitting Beanpole in the back of the head with an elbow on the kickoff, when the ref wasn't looking. But Rodrigo came back and scored 2 goals and assisted Beanpole on another to put them over the top!
They fought hard against the Red Bulls, grinding out a tough, painful 2-2 tie. Not a win, but their best result against the strong, muscular red team yet!
But they still lost to the still faster Blue Chips, even though Rodrigo's tougher, faster defense held Bruno and his much more talented offense to just a 1-0 result.
“Huh. You little green dweebs are getting better,” the blond striker scoffed at the final whistle, sweating and a little banged up for the first time. “Don't make a habit of it.”
He smiled and stuck out his hand in good sport. And pulled it right up when Rodrigo reached for it, laughing! “Losers.”
But even that petty sting couldn't get Rodrigo down, because he remembered what had happened the last time they had finished third place in the tournament-
Shower blowjobs!
And this time, he'd actually be able to last long enough to enjoy it, since Jordana's orgasm blocks were still on!
He'd last as long as all the other boys!
Looking at each others' faces, realizing they all were thinking the same thing, the Green team sprinted to their showers, stripped, and waited for Jordana to show up...
Which she did ten minutes later, still in her professional jacket and skirt.
“Good game boys,” she laughed, looking at the hopeful, naked boys and their hard, helpless, denied dicks. “You're showing improvement.” The boys held their breath as she she reached the end of the shower, turned. “And thus,” she said, “...you get your reward!”
Jordana snapped her fingers and the same group of giggling, bikini-clad prostitutes ran into the showers, except this time, they didn't each kneel in front of each boy, but stood along one wall, all by themselves!
“But of course, you didn't beat the Blue team, so I can't let you cum from blowjobs this time,” Jordana sighed, pacing down the center of the room again. “But I did already pay the girls for their time today... so it would be a shame to send them home all unused...”
“We can win next time Juicy!” Beanpole begged, his erection aching! “Just let us get our rewards!”
“And undo all the progress we've made so far?” she laughed. “No way.”
Anvil gulped, watching the giggling bikini-clad girls start to wash themselves under the hot shower heads, separated from the boys across the room. “So... what are we going to do then?!”
Jordana stopped pacing. “The reward for third place is oral sex. In the showers. And I've already paid for the girls, so we're going to have oral sex in the showers.” She laughed at the naked, painfully erect, hopeful boys. “It just won't involve... any of you.”
“What?”
“What does that mean?!”
“Huh?”
Jordana snapped her fingers and the girls immediately paired up, grabbing the next nearly naked vixen standing near them and making out. “Have fun girls! Give them a real good show.”
And the boys moaned in despair as Jordana's Powers forced their naked backs against their wall of the showers, forced to watch the giggling girls from town making out with each other under the streaming showers, their hands going everywhere, pulling their bikini tops off, sneaking under tight bottoms-
“Oh god!” Anvil begged. “NO!”
“Not like this!” Beanpole cried, unable to look away. “Not like THIS!”
In front of the twenty desperate naked boys, twenty naked and experienced older girls stripped string bikinis off their partners while making out like lovers, their hands grabbing tight naked butts and bouncing tits, lips finding hard naked nipples, fingers reaching onto wet naked pussies, rubbing in naked circles-
It was a carnal scene Rodrigo had never even imagined!
It was biblical!
And then it escalated-
Half the girls went to their knees, kissing and licking between their partner's legs, the standing girls throwing a possessive leg over their lovers' shoulders, moaning and starting to thrust their hips into their licking girl's face as the boys could only watch and strain against Jordana's bonds, not even able to stroke!
Some girls panted, some groaned, some called out as their licker found just the right rhythm-
“YES!”
“AHHHH!”
“Right THERE Maria! Right THERE!”
Rodrigo strained against Jordana's magic bonds, trying to leap forward!
“AHHHHH!”
And he couldn't even stroke!
“Get a good look boys,” Jordana laughed, her high heels clicking on the tile as she walked between the two rows. “Score one more goal against the Blues next week... and you could join the ladies on the other side of the room!”
Rodrigo was gasping for air, his denied virgin throbbing erection trying to shoot off his body, as he strained to push away from the wall!
The kneeling girls were now using their fingers as well as their tongues, doing things to the standing girls' pussies that he had only heard about in stories!
The ten standing, panting, moaning naked women were all getting closer to orgasm.
Right across from him, the cute big-breasted blonde who had given him his first blowjob was now totally naked- her amazing tits on her slim frame bouncing as she got eaten out, moaning and pulling at her kneeling girl's hair, her rock hard nipples calling out for his hands as they bounced free-
She opened her eyes to see Rodrigo watching her and blew him a kiss, then threw her head back and came, her wet, naked, compact body shivering as her toes curled-
The sudden burst of unrestrained magic set off other female orgasms, making a wave all down the row, until all the standing, naked, showering women were moaning as they came all at once-
Jordana laughed as her twenty tough, macho men passed out, their hard blue-balled cocks still twitching as they lay senseless on the floor.
*** PART 3 COMING SOON***
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