Soccer Stud's Award Humiliation

Content warning for use of homophobic language and non-consent.

Enjoy your fantasies responsibly

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The voice of the announcer was muffled by the curtains between us. I stood alone at the back of the stage, waiting for the moment I'd worked so hard for. Weeks, months, years of training, of putting in everything I had and now finally I would get the recognition I knew I deserved.

It was the awards night gala, members from every team in the league dressed in their fanciest clothes, drinking, eating and celebrating the best performances of the year. There were plenty of small awards and trophies that got handed out, but only one that really mattered.

Best player of the year.

The recognition that out of everyone in the whole league, you were the very best. Tonight that honour would go to me.

That wasn't just bravado or cockyness, The winner of the award was always announced a few days before the ceremony. As the night approached its climax, the staff had asked me to wait behind the stage. In only a moment my name would be called and the curtains would rise.

I'd been ecstatic the night my name was first called, but now that I was minutes away from holding the trophy in my hands, from hearing the audience's applause, it was really sinking in.

I'd worked hard for this. I'd earned it. I deserved it. And now finally everyone would see me for who I really was.

This was going to be a night I would never forget.

"Hey there 'best player'."

Striding up to the stage was Josh. Short dark hair, pale skin and a lean build. Standing at 5'9 he was a couple inches shorter than I was, but I'd never given him shit for that. In fact, I'd been nothing but pleasant to Josh, but he'd always had it out for me. Seeing me as his 'rival' I guess, as childish as that was.

"You shouldn't be back here." I told him.

"What? Am I not good enough to stand in your presence now?" Josh crossed his arms, puffing his chest out.

"You know that's not what I meant." I rolled my eyes. He always took what I said in the worst way possible.

"You've always thought you were better than the rest of us." Josh walked up to me. Standing closer than I was comfortable with. "Guess now finally you'll have proof of that."

"I never thought-"

"Say, I've got a question for you?" Josh spoke over me.

I hated having to entertain this asshole, but I didn't want to start anything with him tonight. Not when I'd spent so much time getting dressed up and looking my best.

"What?"

"Who'd you have to suck off to get picked?" Josh grinned wide. Staring me down. "Or did a fag like you just do it for free?

"Excuse me?" I clenched my fist, resisting the urge to just deck him right here.

"You hear me. So who was it? Your coach? The commissioner?"

"Yeah man, tell him who it was."

I threw my head around to see Cayden waking up from the opposite end of the stage. Cayden was one of the more built guys in the league. Black skin and brown hair, he was about as tall as Josh was but much more imposing. He was someone I thought I was friendly with. I would have been relieved to see him walking over if it wasn't for what I'd heard him say and if he wasn't carrying a chair and a coil of rope...

"You let the whole committee use you as a cum dump. Didn't you?" Josh had a wild look in his eyes. A desperate hunger.

"What the fuck is this." I asked as the two men closed in on me.

"Just a little bit of friendly hazing." Josh said as he grabbed my arm. "Now why don't you show us those skills that 'won' you the award."

I struggled to get out of Josh's grip without tearing at my suit. I started to scream for help, but Josh grabbed my mouth. Muffling my screams as he forced me down onto my knees.

"Hurry up, come on." Josh grunted at Cayden. "And the rest of you guys, keep quiet and get in line."

I was panicking. Struggling wild as both Josh and Cayden held me down. At some point more players had shown up. Watching as I was forcibly tied up. Doing nothing to help.

"Been waiting for this a long time."

I heard one of them say. Other guys laughing and nodding in agreement.

I couldn't believe it. I knew Josh had it out for me... but was this what everyone thought of me...

"Come on, come on. Get them nice and tight." Josh said as Cayden bound my wrists together.

"MHhmMmmm MhMmhHh!" I screamed into Josh's hand.

"Up on the chair now, get those bindings nice and tight." Cayden and Josh pulled me up and onto the chair they'd brought. Tying me down to it with a rope around my waist and with my legs spread open and strapped to the chair. It was too small, uncomfortable, but there was nothing I could do except scream my lungs out into Josh's hand.

"MMHHftt! MHUUNghhhHHHh!"

"Hold the fags mouth shut." Josh commanded Cayden.

Josh's hand slipped off me as Cayden's replaced it. Another of his hands gripping my throat just tight enough for me to feel it.

"Let's take a good look at you pretty boy." Josh grabbed my suit in his hands and began tearing away at it. More hands pulling at my pants as Cayden held me down. I struggled, kicked, screamed and shoved, but I was barely an inconvenience.

"Look at this fucking freak." Josh slapped my face repeatedly. Staring at me with that intense energy. "You're getting hard from this?"

Josh grabbed my cock, gripping it tight to feel how hard it was. I wanted to pull, or squirm away, but he almost literally had me by the balls now.

"The little beta boy must get excited from having a real man control him." Cayden chuckled. His hand around my throat moving down to my nippled. Twisting and groping them with his big, strong hands.

"Yeah... yeah I bet you do don't you." Josh's nose twitched as he glared at me.

"Well then, I got something special for you." Josh's wide eyes stared into mine as he dropped his pants to the ground.

His cock was massive, and rock hard. Maybe nice inches long, with enough thickness to make it look incredibly heavy. It swung in the air like a metal rod, with just as much force and power in it.

"Heh, like what you see gay boy?" Josh chuckled.

"MHmmmmHh! MHhhmmmMm!" I screamed back as I watched Josh stroke his cock.

"You sure seem talkative today, guess we'll have to do something about that won't we." Josh slapped his cock on top of my face. His heavy, warm meat slapping into my forehead. "You know to be a good boy, don't you? If I feel even a touch of teeth, I'll make you regret it."

Bound to the chair, my mouth was perfectly at crotch height. As Josh rubbed his thick hard cock over my face, the crowd of guys around us started taking theirs out as well. Stroking themselves while watching Josh use me like a doll.

While my eyes were scanning around the room, dreading what would come next, Josh hit me with a slap hard enough to almost knock the chair over.

"I fucking asked you a question." He let go of my mouth. Holding my head in place and forcing me to stare at him.

"Untie me right now and maybe-"

SLAP

"Wrong answer." Getting down on his knees, Josh took my balls into his hands and yanked them forward. Enough to make me wince, but just on the edge of really hurting.

Right beside my head, Cayden was jerking off. His cock was just a little shorter than Josh's, but somehow even thicker. Large veins bulging out, throbbing as Cayden slapped his cock into his hand. Just waiting for his turn with me.

"Now, I'm going to ask you one more time." Josh said slowly. Staring me in the eyes. "Are you going to be good and keep that pretty mouth open? Or do you want everyone in the crowd to hear their star squeal."

Josh gripped my balls tighter, the pain verging on unbearable. Even worse than the pain though, was the thought of anyone else seeing me like this. This was meant to be my night, the start of something big, but if anyone saw me like this my entire career would be ruined.

"Fuck you!" I hissed. Immediately regretting my outburst as Josh began to crush my balls in his hand.

"What was that champion?" Josh said as he watched me squirm. "Couldn't quite hear you. Why don't you try answering again?"

"Fuu... Fuuuck." I breathed hard. My eyes on the verge of crying. It hurt so bad... I can't... I can't...

"F-ffine." I winced. "I'll be good."

Josh smiled. Letting go of my balls as a wave of relief washed over me. A short lived relief, as Josh's cock edged closer to my mouth.

"That's what I like to hear." Josh chuckled. "And don't worry, they won't think any less of you after we're done..."

Josh stepped closer, his cock head less than an inch from my lips. He didn't force it into me like I'd expect, instead he just kept it there. Waiting.

"Go on then you fucking slut." Josh's breathing was getting faster. His cock already starting to dribble some precum. "Don't act like you don't want it."

The fucking nerve on this bastard. He had me strapped down on a chair and was threatening me, yet he still wholeheartedly believed that I really wanted to suck his cock.

"Open wide and let's see how stretchy your throat is." Josh grabbed my mouth, shoving his fingers inside and forcing it open. "That's right, stick that slut tongue out for me."

Not even waiting for me to comply, Josh pulled my tongue out of my mouth. Slapping and rubbing his cock onto it. Making me taste his thick, sweaty dick before he forced it inside me.

It... it was horrible... disgusting... if... if Josh thought I was going to let him put that... thing all the way into my mouth... then...

"Damn bro, look at how hard this fag is already!" Cayden laughed.

What?! No... I wasn't... that didn't mean...

"Oh you like being used don't you?" Josh's fingers gripped the back of my head hard enough to hurt. He held my head in place, his cock lined up to force its way down my throat. With no way for me to escape it.

I tried to struggle. Pulling my head back, shaking it loose. I wasn't strong enough to break free.

"Fuck I've been waiting for this." Josh slowly forced his cock forward. Using both his hands to pull my head down his cock. "Nuhghooounnghh fuuuuck yes."

Josh's cock started filling my mouth up. Forcing its way down my throat. Making me gag and drool. My body unintentionally pleasuring Josh's fat cock.

Once he'd forced the full length of his cock down my throat, he kept it there. Strapped down to the chair, my head was perfectly placed at cock height. It was effortless for Josh. He could fuck my face with ease, but instead he left me choking on his cock. His balls rubbing against my chin, my nose forced to inhale his heavy cock musk.

"Unghh fuuck it's like his throat was made for cock dude." Josh pulled his cock out of my mouth, keeping it close. It was covered in my spit. Strands of drool running from the tip of his cock right into my mouth.

Before I could even catch my breath, his cock was back inside me. My lips locked around his bulging shaft as he steadily used my face.

"Look at the gay boys cock twitch." A voice I couldn't even place said. It was followed by the chilling touch of someone's hand on my cock.

"God what a fucking slut. He's hard as a rock."

"Fucking loser. Let me feel it too."

Everyone began crowding around us. Hands pulled and tugged my cock while others groped my ass or pulled on my nipples. Even with my face occupied by Josh's cock, guys still slapped my face or rubbed their cocks against me.

"Gluuck Fuck Guuck Dude Guuuck This Guuuahhh Is Guuughh Sooo Guuuugahh Fucking Guuagghh GOoOood!"

Josh was fucking me so hard now the chair was tipping back. Breathing getting harder as he kept thrusting his cock and filling my throat with it.

"Unghh fuuuck I'm gonna BREED this mouth pretty boy." Josh grunted wildly as he face fucked me. Making me choke on it and taste as he dribbled his precum down my throat.

"Hahaha his fucking cock is leaking."

"Come on man. Have some fucking dignity."

No! Fuck that wasn't my fault! They kept rubbing my head or squeezing my balls.

I didn't fucking want this... so why was my cock still so damn hard...

I struggled. Trying to pull my head back or turn away, but again it backfired. My tongue rubbed up against his thick, hard shaft. I tried to move it off of his cock, but anywhere it went I could still feel him. In the end it would have felt like my tongue was massaging his cock.

When I pulled my head back, I could move it an inch or so, but would get pulled right back in. Josh barely had to do anything, he just let me pull back and then forced me right back down. He was fucking my face against my will, and yet I was the one doing the work...

"Ohhhhnghhnnn fuuck get ready for it slut!" Josh's cock slammed against the back of my throat. He was so close now I could almost feel his balls fill up with a gargantuan amount of cum.

I desperately tried pulling back again, but it was no use. Josh was right on the verge of unloading his balls inside me, his grip on my head tighter than ever.

"NUghnhHh fuuuuuuUUuckkk." Josh's cock erupted inside me. Thick steaming ropes of cum splattering against the back of my throat and dripping down. Josh's body shaking as he came inside me, the sloppy wet noises of my mouth being used almost covering up Josh's deep moans.

Strength left Josh's arms as the powerful full body orgasm rushed through him. Still desperate to get his cock out of my throat, I pulled back again without thinking.

Josh was midway through painting my throat with his cum when I moved back. His gooey seed continuing to pour out and fill my mouth. Soaking my tongue in his warm sticky cum.

"Ohhh fuuck bro!" Josh moaned as his cock popped out of my mouth. A few small dribbles of cum leaking onto my face as it hung above me.

"Oh my God, I think he's harder than ever."

"There's no way just one cock was good enough for this fag."

"You did good slut. A champion performance." Josh gripped my head by my cheeks. Forcing me to look up at him. "Now why don't I return the favour."

Josh got down on his knees and wasted no time wrapping his lips around my cock. Slowly moving his head down my shaft while everyone watched and laughed. Calling me the pathetic perverted faggot for liking it so much.

I wanted to scream, to tell them all that I wasn't into this! But with my mouth full of Josh's cum, I couldn't say anything... and no matter how hard I tried I couldn't get my hard on to calm down.

Everyone was watching Josh slowly sock me off, disdain and disgust in their eyes. I couldn't take it anymore. If I spat the cum out, it would just land on my chest and humiliate me even further. Which meant if I wanted to shout for help, there was only one option...

As Josh gently stroked my drool covered twitching cock, I grit my teeth and swallowed his load. Feeling the thick lump of cum slowly work its way down my throat and filling up my stomach.

The cum cleared from my mouth, I opened wide. Trying to take in a deep breath before screaming as hard as I could. But instead of air, it was Cayden's cock that filled my lips the moment they opened up.

"Nughh fuuck you're so right dude." Cayden groaned as he began face fucking me. Ramming his thick black cock into my mouth as hard as he could right from the start. All while Josh was still stroking and sucking my cock, teasing me anytime it twitched or leaked.

Gluuck Gunughh Guuuckkk Gulluck

Cayden pounded my throat so hard. His heavy balls swaying violently as he assaulted my mouth with his cock. Barely any time passed at all before his cock was throbbing, ready to unload another fat creamy load down my used up throat.

"UNgHnnnGgHh TAKE THAT COCK SLUT!" Cayden grunted as he came hard. Filling up my mouth with his cum, and then wiping his sloppy cock off on my face.

"So who's using the fucktoy next?" Josh grinned. Rubbing his thumb over the head of my wet cock. Watching me squirm as pulses of unwanted pleasure shot through me.

A chorus of desperately horny men replied. Everyone wanted to be the next to shove their cock in my mouth.

"WAIT-" Was all I could manage to say before I was gagged by the next cock. Another hard relentless pounding for my throat. Ending with cum spraying all over my face this time.

"PLEAS-MhFfft" another cock shoved its way past my lips. So slick with spit and cum his cock practically slid right into my mouth effortlessly. Ramming up and down until finally he was ready to cum inside me.

"Just give me a sec-MHFffUnggh"

More and more and more and more guys took my mouth as their own. It was hard to keep track of who had and who hadn't used me anymore. A new cock taking the olds one place without giving me even a moment's rest. Made even worse by Josh's teasing. He kept sucking and stroking me the entire time. Always keeping me close to the edge of cumming, but never giving me that release.

"And now everybody, the moment of the night you've all been waiting for!"

The announcer's voice snapped me back to reality. Fuck. This was bad.

Everyone else had scattered. Leaving only me, and Josh. Still down on his knees, stroking my extremely sensitive cock I'm his hand.

"P-please..." I caught my breath. Reluctantly swallowing the final load of cum. "Get me out of here... don't... don't let them see-"

"How bout' I give you a choice? One your body can make, not you." Josh's grip around my cock tightened. The pace of his strokes slowly increasing.

"Prove that this isn't how you deserve to be seen as. Prove that you don't want this." Josh's stare was as crazy as ever. His intense wide eyes staring right into mine as he kept pumping my cock harder and faster.

I... I couldn't... I... I needed... fuuuuuckkkk

"UnGhuahhhuahhh." I moaned as my cock exploded all over my chest. A huge, edged out load covering me. Completely dousing my chest and the tattered remains of my suit in cum.

"Heh... that's what I thought." Josh wiped his hand off on my hair and left. Leaving me exhausted and tied to the chair like some cheap cumdump.

"And now, without any further ado, let's put our hands together for the player of the year!"

The curtains parted. Cameras flashing and the entire crowd cheering. Everything I wanted lasted only a short moment before people noticed the state I was in.

After that half beat of stunned silence, they erupted into a frenzy. Half the crowd laughing at me, the other screaming at me in anger. With every single camera flashing ten times as fast. Forever capturing this moment of my complete and utter humiliation.

I had been right all along. This was a night I was never going to forget.