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Chapter 29
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Locker Room Hijinks
"Great job, Cap! See ya next week!" Marcus whooped as he slapped Arthur on the back, striding out of the locker room, a pep in his step. Arthur smiled weakly, waiting until he heard Marcus inspired pitter-patter slowly fade into silence, and then he was all alone in the locker room.
"Fuuuuuuck..." Arthur moaned as the hot shower water washed down his body. It washed away more than the dirt and grime off his body... it seemed to wash away the pain and aches from the game, temporarily suspending him in a state of pure bliss. Arthur groaned as he rubbed his hands all over his sore body, tracing his abs and stroking his curls out, allowing the water to wash down his scalp.
Suddenly, as he was running his hands down his body, they bumped into something he'd completely forgotten about- the buttplug.
"S'pose I gotta get that out." Arthur grunted as the water continued to cascade down his body. He placed a hand against the wall, bracing himself. He wasn't sure why he thought it would hurt, but he somehow had an intrinsic feeling that it would, like it was the only thing knitting his core together.
"GAAAAH!" He roared as he attempted to pull it out, before his body was wracked with pain, as if he had received a thousand punches to the stomach. Arthur mewled pathetically, leaning against the shower wall, panting heavily as he recovered from the pain. Thank God he made the decision to shower alone, after the team had left. No amount of soccer heroics would rescue his cred after this one.
Just as he wrapped his fingers around the hilt of the plug, preparing for another wave of pain, a voice called out.
"Arthur?"
"Wh-who is it?" Arthur asked, panicked. It sounded... female? Shit! Was someone coming in with their phone? If someone snapped a photo of this... Arthur was done for.
"J-just me, Tallulah." The timid voice answered. Arthur frowned, shutting off the water and scrambling to wrap a towel around himself. Alice's girlfriend? What was she doing... in the boy's locker room?
"Tallulah? What're you doing in the boy's locker room?" Arthur questioned, hesitantly peeking his head out from the shower.
Tallulah was a shockingly beautiful girl. A biological female, she became the wet dream of literally any rational human being who saw her. She was short- 5'5 but still had two enormous, milky knockers teachers LOVED to eyeball, along with a plump and pert ass that stuck out and shook regardless of what she wore. Combined with her honey blonde hair, wide blue eyes, thick lips that looked perfect for sliding a cock between and her bubbly personality, Tallulah had the makings of a record-setting pornstar. It was no wonder she was Cheer Captain- a role that suited her, as she seemed moulded to the outfit- the tight fitting crop top with the boob window and the miniskirt clinging to her like she was born with it.
It was also no wonder she was dating Alice- from the outside at least. The seemed like they perfect couple- the petite and vivacious cheer captain dating the roguishly charming quarterback- a trope that had been done zillions of times. But from the inside... it was incredibly dysfunctional. Alice could not keep her cock in her pants and was regularly filmed, or even posted about fucking other girls. She mistreated Tallulah, called her names and was impossibly toxic. Just looking at her Arthur began to burn red, remembering what he did with Alice just a couple days ago.
"Er... I saw you were taking some time and was wondering if you needed some help?" She asked. Arthur frowned, staring intently at the girl, looking for some sign of deceit but her eyes seemed wholehearted.
"Er... no thanks, Lula. Thanks for aski- ARGH!" Arthur growled, cut off midway by a shooting pain in his abdomen. "Shit!"
"Artie? That doesn't... sound like nothing." Tallulah ventured as Arthur ducked back into the shower stall, grabbing his painfully spasming core.
"It's- ARGH- fine! Just some- FUUUCK- routine cramps!" Arthur groaned as he doubled over, the pain wrecking him. The adrenaline appeared to have worn off much faster than Arthur anticipated... and it appeared like the half-in half-out buttplug was making the pain worse.
"Arthur... oh my God!"
Arthur was dimly aware the voice was much closer, and suddenly he felt a pair of soft hands running all over his body, bracing him against the wall. He woozily opened his eyes to see Tallulah worriedly fussing about his body, her breasts boucing delightfully through her boob window.
"Butt... plug." Arthur **** out, not even bothered by the fact Tallulah was seeing him buck naked. The pain needed to go.
Under most circumstances, someone moaning 'buttplug' while in intense pain would be dismissed as rambling, Tallulah seemed to understand perfectly. She slipped Arthur out of his towel, not even bothering to glance at his cock. Immediately she spread her legs, her eyes widening at the sight.
"Alice did this?" Tallulah asked. Arthur nodded meekly. The cheerleader let out a long suffering sigh.
"Why the hell did she start you on the biggest size...?" Tallulah murmured to herself. Arthur shivered as he felt her soft fingers glide over the taut buttcheeks, before coming to rest on the imposing buttplug.
Arthur suddenly moaned as Tallulah pushed in back in, fully his insides knit back together. Arthur blushed, but his embarrassment quickly became irrelevant as Tallulah paid him no heed, chewing her lips worriedly as she observed the buttplug.
"Okay, Art... here's what we're gonna do. Can you go on your back for me?" Tallulah asked, with a motherly gentleness. Arthur wordlessly obeyed, slinking off the wall and lying face down on the cold marble. He winced as his buttcheeks clamped up around the plug but the main was manageable.
"Okay Arthur... now I want you to lift your butt up in the air while keeping your knees on the floor." Tallulah instructed. Arthur frowned.
"Wh-what?"
"Gently, and take all the time you want." Tallulah answered.
"B-but what about Alice?" Arthur asked meekly as Tallulah gently placed a hand on his torso, slowly lifting him up.
"It's alright... she'll understand. Tallulah assured, but even she didn't sound so certain.
Arthur eased himself into the position, with his ass up in the air and his knees on the floor, his cheek pressed up against the cold marble. It was humiliating, his ass up in the air like this but somehow Tallulah made him feel safe.
"Okay, now I'm just gonna gently pull it out..." Tallulah murmured, tracing her finger across Arthur's muscular buttcheeks, sending electric tingles down his spine before she wrapped her fingers around the hilt of the buttplug.
"Urgh~" Arthur moaned as Tallulah slowly began to spin it like she was unscrewing a nail, causing the cum to slosh around pleasantly in his belly.
"Almost there..." Tallulah murmured soothingly, using her other hand to rub relaxing circles into Arthur's back.
"Guhhh~" Arthur burbled as his insides sloshed around. Suddenly, he heard a wet pop and as if a sudden build up of pressure was released he felt every muscle in his core relax. He fell onto the hard marble, marvelling at the sudden emptiness in his stomach.
"Oh! Careful... my, that's a lot of cum Artie..." Tallulah murmured, observing the slow trickle of white, viscous liquid out of Arthur's asshole. Arthur gurgled in response, still in a haze.
"If you don't mind me asking... who is it?"
Arthur suddenly froze up. He couldn't tell her it was Alice... right.
Fortunately... or unfortunately, he was saved by a booming voice.
"AND WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU EXACTLY THINK YOU'RE DOING?"
Tallulah shrieked and jumped six feet in the air while Arthur scrambled up onto his ass, spinning around and nearly falling over in the puddle of cum that had just leaked out of his asshole. This was unfortunate.
Because standing in the doorway to the shower, a storm raging in her eyes and her face contorted into an ugly sneer was Alice... who was watching her gilfriend and brother in the showers, swimming in a pool of cum. And this was just as their relationship was getting patched up.
"Alice wait-" Arthur began but she strangely paid him no heed, instead striding over to Tallulah and grabbing her by her neck before loudly slamming her into a wall, causing the cheerleader to squeal in pain.
"Yes? Are you gonna answer me, you whore?" Alice hissed, pressing her face close to her girlfriend. Arthur could see Tallulah trembling with fright from where he was, and she shot a pleading glance at him.
"Alice, please it's not what it-"
"Shut up, Artie. I'm not mad at you... it's this snivelling vixen I've got to look out for? Going for my brother? That's a new low, even for a slut like you, Lula!" Alice hissed. A pain greater than the one Arthur was experiencing before throbbed through Arthur's chest at the **** look of fear and desolation in Arthur's eyes.
"Alice, baby- Arthur asked for help! With his buttplug!" Tallulah squeaked. Alice frowned, before dropping Tallulah down in an undignified heap on the marble floor and spinning around, pinning the full weight of her gaze on Arthur.
"Is this true?" She asked.
Not trusting himself to speak, Arthur nodded vigorously. As if possessed, all the rage dissapated from Alice's face, replaced with a pleasant look.
"Aw, why didn't you tell me?" Alice asked. Arthur was too dumbstruck to respond, and Alice had anyways spun around, turning her attention to the sniffling Tallulah. As if nothing had happened, Alice helped the girl up, softly checking on her.
"Sorry 'bout that, babes. But just so you remember... who's your Daddy?" Alice hissed playfully. Tallulah gulped, staring at her girlfriend with pure fear in her eyes.
"Y-you baby." She spluttered. Alice growled, staisfied and smacked Tallulah's ass with unnecessary ****. Before gesturing at her to go. The cheerleader shot Arthur one last, fearful look before scampering off.
Abruptly, Alice bent down and kneeled next to Arthur, placing a wamr hand on his chest.
"You good, lil bro?" Alice asked. Arthur nodded dumbly.
"This my cum?" She asked, staring interestedly at the puddle of cum on the floor. Arthur nodded once again, Alice rolled her eyes before helping Arthur up.
"Go get changed. I wanna go home and give you our reward!" She purred playfully before swiping his asshole cheekily.
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