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Wednesday, February 1, 2023

[SS-1186] Loser Baller


[LOSER BALLER]

It was two minutes before the end of the last game of the community basketball tournament. The already shirtless captain of the home team was frantically doing his moves while making signals to his teammates. They had to catch up with the seven point lead of the other team. The stakes were too high.

When the bell rung for the end of the fourth quarter, the visiting team were still ahead by three points.

When the captain of the home team walked inside the locker room, he saw his teammates putting money in a jar. The game also had a bet. The winning team would get five hundred dollars from the losers.

The captain announced, "I alreay talked to the visiting team. I gave them an alternative payment. I'll be the one to handle it. Bring those bills back in yout pockets."

The team members thanked their captain profusely. He always looked after them, especially that they did not come from rich communities.

After everyone went home, the captain went to the van of the winning team.

"I'll do whatever you want, now that we've lost," he told them.

"Oh yeah, we'll claim our price," the captain of the winning team said devilishly.

They covered his eyes with blindfolds. The losing captain was ready for anything.


They placed him in the van. Then they brought him to the winning team's gym.

The captain could hear giggles from the team members who were surrounding him. But all he could see was pitch black.

He could feel ropes circling his body. He was being bondaged.


Then his shorts were shucked down. He could feel a mouth suck it. He moaned.

Then a hand heavied on his head. He bowed and felt an erect dick invade his mouth. He sucked it.

Then he felt hands on his hips. Then a hard cock sliced into his ass.

"Yeah. Make him a slut," he heard the winning captain's voice.

To avoid his teammates from losing money, the losing captain offered to be a slave of the winning team for a night

Loud cheers echoed.

The losing captain braced himself. It was going to be a long line of men, and definitely a long night ahead.





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