Special Swim Team Bonding Event

Coach scheduled an emergency practice. He said that there were "rifts" in the team that were hurting our performance at matches. Today was a team-building practice to help bring everyone together. You didn't know if the rifts were related to your problems or the conflict between Jake and Vadim. Maybe it was something Coach did every year, and had nothing to do with ongoing disputes. You were a bit surprised to see Jake; you hadn't seen him since the 'event' with you and Mateo. You thought he had runoff. He kept glancing over at you, but he would move away whenever you tried to get close. Coach wanted everyone to pair up. You walked over to pair up with Jake, but Vadim had already put his arm around Jake's shoulder.

"Hey Jakey. You're my partner today. "

Jake looked like he wanted to escape, but Vadim held him close, and the Jessie twins, in league with Vadim, kept Jake boxed in. You looked around for an available partner. Someone behind you started rubbing your shoulders.

Victor? You turned around. It wasn't Victor.

Slam?

Slam put his arm over your shoulder and pulled you close.

"I got ya, partner."

Why was Slam partnering with me? Dominic and Slam were inseparable.

Sure enough, Dominic was standing alone, looking at Slam like a hurt puppy dog. Dominic eventually paired with a junior whose name you didn't know. The team boarded two buses to travel to a ropes course on the other side of campus. You and Slam sat behind Jake and Vadim. Vadim was speaking quietly to Jake.

"I told you earlier in the year to cut the bullshit, but you wouldn't let it go. So today, you pay the price. Sit down! No getting up, no running to coach, and no looking for help. You have been spreading lies about me for months. Threatening my position on this team. I have worked too hard to allow some arrogant little shit to fuck it up. That's how I did it; I worked. You could have gone the same route; I told you back in November that I'd help you if you put in the work. But you fucking stabbed me in the back."

You couldn't hear the rest of Vadim diatribe, but the gist was clear, Jake was not going to have a good day. You looked over at your seatmate, Slam. His hand was on your leg, and he was staring at you.

Slam was a good-looking guy but today he looked strange. Something is off with him.

Slam was usually cheerful and outgoing, he and Dominic were always goofing around and having fun. You tried to strike up a conversation, but Slam just continued to stare at you and rub your leg.

When you arrived at the ropes course, everyone was fitted with a harness. Vadim "helped" Jake with his harness.

Damn, that looks tight. Jake will be lucky if he gets out of here with his junk still attached.

You got your harness situated and went to help Slam.

Wow. He looks amazing.

You started to make a joke about him tying you up but when he looked directly at you, his grin was frightening; you shut up.

Creep factor 10.

The course started with low to the ground obstacles. Overall the team did well, but you and Slam were outstanding. You traversed the ropes and beams as quickly as solid ground. Surprisingly, Slam was always right behind you.

"How did you get so good at this?"

Slam smiled and spoke for the first time since you boarded the buses.

"Gotta go drain the lizard. Come watch my back, partner."

He walked off the course toward an area thick with trees and shrubs. You lost sight of him. You called out to him.

"Partner, you okay?"

Slam grabbed the back of your harness and slammed you against a tree. You called up your divine strength and tried to break free, the tree shook from your struggle, but Slam held you.

Fuck, how is he that strong?

"Keep fighting godling. I love it rough. I don't care what the boss wants. I am going to make you mine. I have never soul-jaked a demi."

Slam pressed against you and licked the back of your neck.

"I can taste your lust."

Suddenly it felt like your head was in a vice. It was as if something was trying to push its way into your mind.

"Little pig...little pig...let me in."

Dominic burst through the brush.

"Sam, what are you doing? Let go of him."

Oh, "Sam" now the nickname "Slam" makes a bit more sense.

"Dom?"

Sam's hold loosened, you pulled away, and stumbled to the ground. When you looked up at Sam, his eyes glowed red.

"Come on, man, this isn't you. Deep breaths, we can work through this."

Dominic put his hands on Sam's back.

"No. Stay away. It's too strong. I don't want to hurt you Dom but him..."

Sam pointed at you.

"It's tearing me apart to get him."

"Come on, babe, we're gonna get through this like all the other times."

Sam dove on top of you and shouted.

"I will take what I want."

Dominic got down on the ground next to you. He was stroking Sam's hair.

"I know you can hear me. Come back to me, babe. Please."

Sam got off you and stumbled back, grabbed his head, and screamed.

"Don't follow me. Keep him away."

He ran down the hill through the woods in the direction of campus. Dominic helped you into a sitting position.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck. Are you okay?"

"Yeah. A bit shaken, and my head hurts like hell, but I'm in one piece. What's going on?"

Dominic took a deep breath.

"Okay, what the fuck. It's not like you are going to believe me anyway."

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Dominic told you his story. He was gay, deep in the closet, but gay. He had been in love with Sam since freshman year, but because of Sam's reputation with women (hence the nickname, Slam), Dominic assumed he had no shot, and so, he and Sam remained just close friends. At the end of last year, that changed. After a few too many drinks, Sam told Dominic that he was gay, and the two of them confessed their feelings for each other. After a week of nearly non-stop sex, Sam had to leave for the summer. Two weeks into break, Sam stopped texting. Much later, Dominic learned that Sam was in the hospital. He was found naked and ****, with no recollection of how he got there. Sam had a pharmacy worth of **** in his system and injuries consistent with prolonged heavy bondage.When Sam returned in the fall, he was different. He had blackouts. Some nights he wouldn't come home, and when he did, he reeked of sex, but he had no memory of what happened. Dominic tried to get Sam to see a therapist, but Sam refused. Together Dominic and Sam discovered that if Sam felt the "darkness" coming over him, sex helped him maintain control. In recent weeks, the fucking had gotten more and more frequent and aggressive. Sam needed to hurt Dominic to satisfy his compulsion.

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"And when he sleeps, he says crazy things. A lot of it is nonsense, but he says your name a lot and also someone he calls 'the godling.'""You said he blacked out and was unaware of his actions. He seems to have at least some awareness today."

"I know. That voice? I never heard that before."

"You need to be careful around him. I will see what I can find out; I know a... I might now someone with some answers. Keep an eye on Sam, but stay safe."

Dominic pulled you into a hug.

"Thank you! I never thought anyone would believe us, much less offer to help. "

Dominic took off after Sam.

You returned to the team and told Coach that Slam wasn't feeling good, and Dominic was looking after him. After a half-hour, the team reached the final obstacle, the high wire zip line that dropped off a cliff and ended back at the ropes course's start. Liam or Paul, one of the Jessie twins, was next in line. The female ropes course staffer was flirting with the Coach and didn't notice that the clip on the back of the Jessie twin's harness had come undone. Time seemed to slow; you heard HC's voice in your head.

"Be ready."

The twin jumped off the platform and started to slide down the zip line. Almost immediately, he fell out of his harness. He maintained a precarious hold on one strap, but his grip was going to fail at any moment, and he was going to fall. From this height, his chances did not look good.

Time seemed to slow. Running forward, you hooked your harness to the line as you dove off the platform. You rocketed ahead in the prone position and caught his wrist just as he started to fall. You grabbed the other wrist, and the two of you rode the zip line back to the course's start.

When you got to the bottom, the twin threw his arms around you.

"Gracias a Dios! You saved my life."

A few moments later, his brother arrived via the zipline and joined in the hug.

"You saved my life, Adam."

"I saved HIS life."

"Same thing. Whatever he does, I do. So if he had died, I would have thrown myself off a cliff too."

"We owe you our lives."

You were suddenly aware of a strange energy surrounding the three of you. The twins spoke in unison.

"Until we repay our debt, we pledge ourselves to your cause."

You felt something click into place.

"Thank you, I am just happy I was there to save Liam."

"Ha! Lucky guess. "

"Huh?"

"Lucky guess that it was Liam you saved. No one can tell us apart."

"Yeah, a guess."

It wasn't a guess. I couldn't tell them apart before, but now I can. Just like I know that Paul is confused by how much our hug is turning him on and Liam is wondering how big my cock is.

You broke off the hug, much to Paul's regret, and walked to the equipment shed. Paul walked behind you to your right and Liam to your left. When the entire team finished the course, you boarded the busses and drove back to the natatorium. Paul and Liam insisted on sitting on either side of you on the bus. Paul engaged you in conversation while Liam kept sneaking glances, refusing to make eye contact.

When you got back to the locker room, the twins stood guard as you stripped down for a shower

"What are you two doing?" Why are you standing there?

They both looked confused, almost as if they didn't understand what they were doing.

"I don't need constant surveillance. When I need you, I'll let you know."

They shook their heads, blinked a few times, and walked away. Soon there were acting like their usual goofy selves. They walked to their lockers on the other side of the room, but somehow in the back of your head, you were aware of what they were doing.

Coach walked into the locker room.

"I left the cooler on the bus. Jake and Adam; put some clothes on and go get it."

You pulled on your shorts and headed out to the buses. You were carrying the cooler off the bus when Jake arrived.

"Hey Jakey, where you been hiding, haven't seen you back at our room since, well, you remember."

"Shut the fuck up, loser."

You set down the cooler and stood facing off with Jake. He tried to push you back, but you stood your ground.

"I'm the loser? How was your day with your new buddy Vadim?"

"That was your doing? Figures. You need other people to fight your battles. First Mateo and now Vadim. Afraid to take me on yourself, stupid perv?"

"No, Jake, I don't need anyone's help to deal with you. What you need to understand is that everything that has happened has been your own doing. Including this."

You reached out and pressed the palm of your hand against the center of Jake's chest.