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Chapter 5 by Varlance Varlance

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Bad End 9 - Training with Steve

"He might have escaped in time if he'd been more disciplined," Zach says. "Steve should train him."

"Happy to help," Steve says. You struggle to sit up on the pool float, but Steve pushes you back down. "Let's get Will to the poolside and then I'll take it from there." The guys tow your pool float to the side of the pool and let you roll off onto the tiles. Sebastian unties your wrists and then Steve takes the loose rope and slips it around your neck, tying a loose knot in it to form a makeshift dog collar and leash. He peels off your tape gag. "All right, Will, here's how this works. I give the orders, you follow them. Otherwise I'll have to have a word with Adam about your future on the team. Got it?" You nod. "Good boy. I'm sure you'll even enjoy this. I know I will."

"Now, on your knees. Kiss my feet." You blush, and in full view of the team, bend down and kiss Steve's feet. He ruffles your hair like a dog. Then he leads you around on your leash as the guys set up the party and lay out food and drink. "Kneel by the table, boy. Paws behind your head." You take up the position, and wait while Steve grabs a plate of food and eats it. Some of your team-mates approach you, and Steve directs you to hold still while they admire and fondle your body and tease your dick, keeping you hard. You notice Ricky in particular can't seem to take his eyes off you, but he seems too nervous to come over and talk to Steve.

After everyone's had some food, the guys find some pool chairs and lay them out in a semicircle while they continue to drink and chat. Steve leads you over and sits in one of the chairs. He strips out of his swimming trunks and leans back in the chair. "Get me hard, boy." He tugs on your leash, making you kneel in between his legs. "I won't ask again. You know what to do." You nod, and lower your mouth onto his dick. It's thick, circumcised, with a short but wide glans and you have to stretch slightly to get your lips around it. "Mmm. That's good. Keep going." He rests a hand on top of your head and gently pushes down on it in time with your movements. Behind you, you're vaguely aware that the rest of the team has stopped their conversation and are watching you sucking Steve's cock. "Hey, Steve, how come you get to have Will all to yourself?" Leo asks.

"You're right," Steve says. "It is Zach's birthday after all. Zach, would you like Will to service you?"

"Oh, well, only if you don't mind, Steve," Zach says.

"Not at all," Steve says. "Uh, just a moment." Steve pushes you down onto his dick and you feel it touch the back of your throat as he cums, his body tensing under your arms as you push back against his thighs, until he pulls out of your mouth. "Fuck, I needed that. Okay, Will, crawl to Zach and make him happy." You swallow Steve's load, then make your away over to Zach, your face burning. Zach spreads his legs to give you better access to his dick, and you get to work on it.

After Zach cums down your throat, the rest of the team decides they want a turn with you, and Steve directs you to take care of each of them as well. Once everyone's satisfied, you return to Steve's side. You're still hard, and Steve notices. "Do you want to cum too, Will?" You nod. "Well, since you've been a very good boy this evening, I'm feeling generous." He points to a spot on the floor next to his chair. "You can make yourself cum right there, with everyone watching." You kneel on the spot and grab your hard dick with your hands. "No. No hands." You look at Steve, confused. "You want to cum, you can cum like a dog." Does he really want you to...?

Steve is firm. You sigh, and start to frot against the hard plastic leg of the chair, using your hands to steady yourself. It takes a long time, as there's not much friction, but you're so horny at this point that it doesn't matter. The team laughs as you finally bring yourself over the edge, your load spilling onto the tiles. Steve isn't done, though. "Bad dog, making a mess. Go on, clean it up!" You reluctantly lower your face to the tiled floor and lap up the small pool of cum while the rest of the team watches and laughs.

"All right, that'll do for tonight. Good work, Will." Steve takes the rope collar off you, and helps you to your feet. He suggests you take a shower and then come back and enjoy the rest of the party. The rest of the evening is actually a lot of fun, and you sense that the rest of team has actually developed a sense of respect for you, even if they do tease you all night about how you should train with Steve more often. Eventually you find yourself having a great time. Piranhas forever!

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