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Has one of your detentions ever led to a student ending up in the hospital or long term health effects?

Not that I know of, however if if you consider PTSD of my ass a long-term effect, then I guess that would be one

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Favorite way to treat your favorite student? And your least favorite student?

For favourite students I allow them to choose their punishment if they act out, how many layers I wear, how gassy I can be, ect. For least favourite students I make sure I'm sweaty with a full tank, no layers to contain my scent as they suffocate for hours

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Why is your butt so big?

Lots and lots of squats!! Consistent for a decade now

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Mr.Rankin what was the worst gas attack you’ve ever had?

There was once a buffet for lunch with lots of burgers, hotdogs, pizzas, and ice cream. Safe to say I ate a lot of extras and unfortunately I had a pure boy scheduled for punishing right after lunch. He took atleast 200 farts withi an hour

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The Doms of Rockwell High:

Story Overview for Chapters 5-9

Chapter 5: Relations

This is where the story threads start to come together.

Mr Rankin would start to suspect Coach Obriens' more aggressive mindset and diverge from him when mentoring new doms.

It is revealed Mark stole Paxtons boxers from the changing rooms in chapter 4, he pulls them out when Carter sends him a video of Paxton gassing out someone. Mark sniffs the boxers, imagining it is him under Paxton.

The bigger reveal is that Minho is actually the adopted son of Kai and that Kai has some influence over the school, but it isn't stated how much. Minho visits his dad to discuss his opportunity with Mark and Carter. Kai encourages him to follow his desires. He also makes Minho aware that being dominant doesn't mean being unlikeable.

Chapter 6: Musk Overload

To distract from his desires, Mark gives Minho an intense 1 vs 3 dom session. After kai encouraged Minho to be as dominant as he wants, the boy easily takes out all 3 subs using his post basketball game stench.

Mr Rankin walks in on Coach O'brien using Carter aggressively and confronts him. Coach Obrien tries to excuse his behaviour, but Mr Rankin just leaves unhappy. Carter, for the first time, sees a way out from Coach's abusive dominance.

Paxton has a private meeting with Principle Johnson to talk about additional dom duties as head of the student population. During this meeting, he is made aware of certain benefits Mark has enjoyed from his position

Chapter 7: Tense Dominance

Coach O'brien turns Carter against Mark in hopes of getting Mr Rankin to stay in line with his overly aggressive dominance. This drives a wedge between the two friends that will have lasting impacts.

Minho and Paxton have one last session with the captains where they must worship them while also sitting on the faces of 2 subs. Essentially a session of 4 doms but also 4 subs.

Carter notices Mark once again daydreaming as paxtons farts can be heard, leading Carter to realise Marks submissive desires while thinking about what coach would think.

Chapter 8: The Cycle

This takes place during graduation week

Coach is informed by Carter that Mark had submissive desires and texts Garret(leader of the college frat that the captains will join) hoping to destroy Marks chances.

During his last day at rockwell High, Carter decides to inform Mr Rankin of Coach Obriens' true desire of becoming Principle, but it is too late as Rankin has left for a meeting

After the ceremony, Mark confesses his feelings to Paxton. After weeks of being around Carter and Coach, Paxton is now more aggressive towards submissive desires and calls Mark a slut before leaving him alone.

Minho, meanwhile, has chosen a second in command for the basketball team and dominates him in the changing rooms to initiate him.

Chapter 9: Fate of the Doms

Time jump to end of summer

Carter gets a mysterious call from Coach to meet him at his office before leaving for college. Before doing so, Carter makes things right between him and Mark by telling Paxton it's okay to be with Mark if he likes and that Coach O’Brien shouldn't define him.

Paxton runs to Marks House to confess his feelings to Mark as the boy is packing up his belongings to move to college. They finally get to make up, but Mark has to leave for college while Paxton stays.

As Carter enters the high school one last time, he meets a happy Mr Rankin who has been promoted to vice principal. He enters the changing rooms to go to the coaches office but is stopped in his tracks as Obrien stands in only his jockstrap. He shows Carter the note he left on Rankin's desk on the last day of school that exposes Obriens' behaviour and cost home vice principal and any chance at future principal.

The chapter would end on Mark entering the frat House and being confronted by the 5 guys for initiation as Mark still has no idea Cosch O'Brien informed Garret of his submissive desires. Meanwhile, Carter would be 'punished' for intervering with obriens plans. 4 other 300lb friends of the coach would appear in the lockerroom and ambush Carter. One would sit on each limb as Obrien sat on his face. This would be the Obrien Burial

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Chapter 4: Trials of the Captains ( Round 1 )

As they approached the door to Principle Johnson’s office, the captains minds raced with thoughts of what was going to happen; unaware that they were about to get a warm-up session from their mentors. “Principle Johnson?” Carter comments quietly. “Yes boys it’s me! We wanted to inform you of a few things." Mr Johnson replies with a stern tone. " we have put in a request with a frat in Shatterstone College to have you 2 at the top of the list for initiation. It's perfect for you two. They focus on strict rules, keeping students in check, and using many forms of dominance to do that." Mr Rankin says. "However, the initiation is brutal and will test the wills of even the strongest doms. So we thought we'd prepare you!" Coach O'brien says as he and Mr Rankin begin to strip. Mark and Carter just stare at Principle Johnson, curious as to if he is aware of everything. "Yes boys...that's right. I know about the dominance that happens in this building! I have to run, but I wish you both luck!" Johnson laughs, farting as he passes the captains. The boys cough as they get a whiff of their Principles gas for the first time. It was thick and potent. Unlike the gas of Mr Rankin and Coach O'brien, this was more concentrated, a small cloud of shitty gas that would make the strongest men cry. It was the perfect distraction as the captains hear the door lock and the heating fan turn on. "That's right boys, you are locked in here with us two, the heating up to the equivalent of a summer heatwave!" Coach O’Brien laughs as he wafts a silent fart at Mark, causing the boys eyes to water. “This round of preparation will be lead by me. But Coach here will warm you two up with some farts!” Rankin laughs as he farts towards Carter.

With the door locked and the heat up full Coach and Mr Rankin begin their gassing of the captains. Within a few minutes their nostrils are full of the combined gas of the sadistic Doms, a sulphuric, shitty, burning mixture which tested their will power. Despite the overwhelming smell, the captains remained calm and showed little sign of discomfort. “Alright Mark, take this!” Coach O’Brien laughs as he stands directly in front of Mark and lets out a booming protein feuled fart. The mushroom cloud of manly gas envelopes Marks head and penetrates his nostrils. “Sniff it!” Coach instructs as he wants to test Mark. Mark follows the order and loudly inhales the nuclear blast. His eyes water as it burns his entire respiratory system, the shitty smell making him dizzy, the deep aroma causing his lungs to feel heavy, and the heat adding to the feeling of suffocation. After inhaling it a for a few minutes Mark is visibly weaker, but not down yet. “One more for my mighty football Captain!” O’Brien moans as he backs right up against Marks nostrils and lets out a 10 second fart. With no where else to go, the gas immediately floods Marks nose and lungs. Mr Rankin watches as his prodigy begins to crack at the force of O’Briens Protein fart. Mark begins choking as the gas is unbreathable, the stench coating his nostrils and his limbs weakening with each second that passes. Finally, his arms fall by his side as he gives in and allows Obriens gas to claim victory “Now Carter, your turn!” O’Brien says as he assumes his position and farts in Carters face. With the same intensity, a stinking wave of gas envelops Carters face. Not needing instructions, he begins to inhale and contaminate his lungs with his Coaches gas. Despite it weakening him, Carter had already suffered a lot of gassing from O’Brien, allowing him to survive in better shape than Mark. “And another…ugh” O’Brien moaned as he backed right up against Carters nostrils for the second 10 second blast. Taking it on fully, Carter inhaled with ease as the contaminated air entered his lungs and began to weaken him. He did not try to fight it. Instead, he allowed it to do as it pleased as he had plenty of experience with coaches gas. With Carter being in better shape than Mark, it was looking as though the football captain would fail this test of strength.

“Okay boys, on your knees!” Mr Rankin roared loudly, smiling as he knew he’d enjoy what was to come. The captains listen and move the chairs out of their way before kneeling infringe if the desk. Mr Rankin leans over the desk before reaching back to strip his lower half naked. His large ass was unveiled to the captains, drenched in sweat from the heat in the room. “Carter, you must go first this time. Pleasure me for 5 minutes and you pass, back out and I give you an extra 5 minutes!” Carter just dives right into it expecting to pass with ease, unaware that just because he worships coach, doesn’t mean he can handle Rankin. Regret sets in within a minute as the thick scent overwhelms him. “Fuck….hows that?” Mr Rankin moans as he pushes a vile fart into Carters face. Gagging, coughing, and shaking, Carter mistakenly backs out from the Rank Ravine. “Ohh I’m so happy you gave up. Now you have 10 minutes to serve me without escape!” Mr Rankin laughs as Carter looks at O’Brien for support.

“You heard the man, face back in his crack now Carter!” O’Brien said, disappointed by Carters performance. Carter re-entered the Rank Ravine as the Dom pulled his cheeks apart to allow the not so willing face to venture deep. With Carters face as deep as possible, Mr Rankin lets go of his cheeks and they clamp around the boys head, reaching just passed his ears. O’Brien then lifts the boys arms onto the desk to allow Mr Rankin to hold them, keeping Carter in place. With no way out, Carter now kneeled face first into the swampy hellscape that was the Rank Ravine. For the first few minutes Rankin simply shook his ass a little as Carter suffered through the immense sweat, heat and stench built up throughout a day of sitting down and teaching. Then came the fun. “Tongue in my hole now!” Mr Rankin orders, immediately feeling the long wet tongue of Carter enter his anus. After a minute of marinating the boy’s tongue in his anus stench, Rankin farted. Luckily Carter felt the rumbles and managed to retract his tongue to safety. Mark simply watched as his best friend’s body shook with the force of Rankin’s fart. “Lick my Crack boy! Spell out your name!” Rankin laughed , high on power as he subjected a fellow dom to unwanted torture. Carter knew better than to disobey and began tracing his tongue in the shape of letters. C…A…R…T…E…R. It took almost five minutes for Carter to power through the salty taste of Rankins ass sweat but he got there, the taste forever embedded in his tongue. As a ‘reward’ for each letter, Rankin blasted a fart out and filled his cheeks with nasty gas for Carter to also taste slightly, forcing him to inhale the vile farts to prevent his tongue getting too much of a taste. Finally Carter believed he had earned freedom, but his worst experience was yet to come. “Tongue in hole NOW! Only 1 minute left!” Mr Rankin roars. Wanting to escape his living hell, Carter obliges and darts his tongue back in deep to Rankin sticky anus. For 30 seconds They simply stay still as Carter processes the many layers of Rankins taste. Then it was time for a final act of dominance from Rankin. Carter panics as he feels the rumbles from Mr Rankin. He quickly retracts his tongue but it’s too late. Above, Mr Rankin moans with glee as he clenches his anal walls around carters fleeing tongue, preventing its escape from deep inside the ravine. “Fuck…yeah!” The dom roars as he blasts a 30 second shitty tasting fart. It traveled around Carters tongue, coating it in the thick taste of shit, into his mouth as it disperses into the larger area, before finally travelling down his throat. Carter can’t take anymore and try’s to pull out, but his dominator just yanks on his arms, pulling him in deeper. Mark watches as his best friend’s body shakes as though being exorcised, when in reality a great devilish force was instead being pushed down his throat. Marks mind wanders and his cock begins to harden as he begins to imagine being in Carters position, with his favourite teacher dominating him, humiliating him, and using him. “Yeah Mark! It’s such a turn on to see such a show of dominance and imagining it was you doing it!” O’Brien laughs, unable to even imagine that Marks thoughts were so differently and more submissive since he let his lust for Paxton take over his mind. As the fart comes to a sputtering end Carter simple falls out of the hellish ass as Mr Rankin lets go of his tongue and arms.

“Mark get over here!” Rankin roars, warmed up and ready to dominate Mark as well. Carter simply sits beside Coach O’Brien, dizzy and exhausted with some residue still on his sore tongue. Mark takes his place calmly as he has experienced this many times before. He slotted his head in as Mr Rankin held his cheeks wide open before letting go and sealing Marks face in. From here Mark immediately went to pleasuring his teacher, his tongue darted out and tickled Mr Rankin’s hole as he traced around it carefully. The dom moaned with pleasure as Mark willingly give in. “Eat that fart boy…taste a real man!” Mr Rankin moans as he farts into Marks open mouth. Despite the disgusting taste and power of the farts, Mark powered through and consumed them quickly so the scent would not build up. “Lock lips with my shitter slut!” Rankin moaned, edging closer to climax. Mark obliged and spread his lips around his mentors asshole. Much to his surprise the dom flexed his cheeks and forced his mouth into a narrow shape, barely keeping it open at all. “Fuck….thats it…” Rankin moans as he farts in Marks barely open mouth as he came. Below, Mark was barely holding on as he had never experienced this before, having his mouth held in shape by Mr Rankins ass made it so the farts glided right down his throat. He didn’t even taste them or smell them, instead his lungs began to quickly overflow with concentrated gas. Luckily time was up, and he was released before he could pass out. Mark fell to the floor as his cock throbbed and his lungs cried for help. He made sure to cover his erection from the others and rejoined Carter at the side of the room, both of them destroyed by their mentors rounds of torture.

“You two didn’t pass out which is a good sign…however you clearly need more practice. Mark you barely survived my farts, I know they are dense and manly, but you need to learn to handle them. Carter, you handled my gas better, but almost died at the ass of Mr Rankin. You need to work on surviving unique dominance tactics.” Coach O’Brien says to the weakened captains. “Unfortunately neither of you proved worthy of passing fully so for that you must be punished!” Mr Rankin laughs. He and O’Brien slowly approach the sitting captains. As the boys start to back up, now fearful of the more experienced Doms, they back up against the wall. “Between two boulders and a hard place…love it!” Rankin laughs. Coach O’Brien begins first as he turns around and crouches, pushing his ass against Marks chin, the giant fuzzy cheeks parting around the sharp jaw. Next Mr Rankin turns around and places his giant rear just inches from Carters face. “Watch as Mark suffers!” Rankin laughs sadistically, hardening at the mental dominance alone. Carter turns to look over at Mark, huffing on his teachers radiating ass scent. “Fuck…yeah” O’Brien moans as he pushes a large fart out. With his cheeks parted around Marks jaw, the gas travels is the crated valley and directly into his nostrils. Carter has no choice but to spectate as he sees Marks nostrils flare as he takes the fart. Immediately overwhelmed, Mark gags and tries to push at O’Briens Large cheeks. “Nope!” The dom moans, pushing his ass back fully now. Marks face is fully consumed, trapped in between the wall and his coaches crack. The heat only meant he was currently drowning in sweat, shitty smelling sweat, and the crack was sulk of the humid fart contaminated air. Carter watches, Marks head not visible, as he knows what’s next, afterall he did suffer a lot at the rear of his mentor. A large brassy sound is heard and a few seconds later Marks hands fall, his body now lifeless. Coach O'brien walks forward to reveal Marks' lifeless face, glowing red from the suffocation, glistening from the ass sweat, and a slight hint of brown around his nostrils. Carter snaps out of his horrific stare and looks forward into Mr Rankins ass, now reversing towards him. "No...plea..." Carter is cut off as tries to hold Rankins ass off his face. It's a helpless manouvre as his teachers heavy cheeks overpower him, pinning his hands to the wall and spreading his cheeks worse than normal. "You've traumatised that boy Rankin! I've never had him beg for mercy like that!" Obrien laughs, finding Carters fear hilarious. Carter tries his best to push to avoid being gassed unconscious. The cheeks lift off slighty, making him think he has made progress. Unfortunately, he hasn't. Mr Rankin pushes his ass back once more, this time banging Carters head off the wall. The boys arms go limp, being held against the wall by the massive cheeks. As his face begins to heat up, Carter pushes his head deep into the crack of his dom so the fart would end him quickly. The now eggy gas ends him quickly, and Rankin lifts off to reveal Carters face, pale from terror with his nose highlighted red from digging deep. "Got a photo of the and all!" O'brien laughs, showing Mr Rankin the pic of the 2 unconscious captains.

Finally, the two true doms of Rockwell high walk out of the stinking office to leave school for the day. Principle Johnson watches them leave before pulling Minhk into his office for a session of his own. "Fuck they stink!" Johnson laughs as he locks the door behind him. Minho simply gags on the fart filled air as he stares in horror at Mark and Carter. "Don't worry, boy...you'll soon be joining them down there!" He laughs as he begins pulling down his trousers.

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Chapter 3: Submissive Thoughts

Minho went about his day as normal, trying his best not to think about what had happened last night at Marks place. All he had to do was meet up at the locker room and talk to them again. "Hey Minho, you meeting at the locker room later?" Paxton whispers to Minho at lunch. "Uhm, you know about that too?" The boy whispers back in disbelief. "Yup! It's you and me they are giving the offer to. How was your first session last night?" Paxton enquires. Minho freezes as all his thoughts rush through his mind. Carter diving face first into his ass, pulling him down full weight, then licking his anus. Paxton notices the boy freeze, and his trousers begin to show a visible buldge as Minho remembers the pleasure he felt despite being conflicted. "It was okay, I guess, I'm not sure if it's for me yet!" Minho finally responds flustered, tugging at his buldge to try and hide it. "Well, you seem to find some enjoyment out of it. Trust me, you'll get over the feeling of guilt and nervousness eventually, I had to with Carter's guidance." Paxton responds, trying to gently encourage and comfort his friend. “Ohh well, better go to class. See you in a few hours!” Paxton says excitedly before leaving as the bell rings for the end of lunch. Minho can no longer ignore what happened, and for the remainder of the day he keeps repeating the sequence of events with Carter.

With classes finally over for the day Minho heads to the locker room to meet with the others. He walks in and is immediately hit with a rich smell of sulphuric gas. Powering through he finally reaches the back of the room and meets Carter, Mark, and Paxton, along with two boys lying on the floor. “Sorry man, couldn’t hold the gas in!” Mark laughs as he sees the disgust on Minhos face. “Okay here’s the deal! You will each sit on one of these very lucky boys faces. They decided to skip practice last week so now they must be punished. Use this as a trial run for your dominant side, figure out what pleasures you, what makes it a living hell for your seat, and what helps you feel better while doing this.” Carter instructs the recruits. “Minho you will be with me and eventually Mr Rankin for training. Paxton, you are already familiar with Carter, and eventually Coach O’Brien will help with your training” Mark informs the boys before their session begins. “Remember, if you back out now, I will have to reduce you to nothing but a sub!” Carter warns with a stern tone, still fearful of Coach O’Brien’s punishment if Minho and Paxton don’t commit.

After contemplating their situation, Minho and Paxton both listen and strip bare. Paxton’s pale white cheeks light up the room as the light bounces off the sweaty hairless ass, meanwhile Minhos tan ass started to fill the room with his radiating musk. “Now take your places and begin!” Carter instructs the boys. Paxton immediately stands over the tied up boy as the scared sub looked up to see the mighty Paxton in his white jockstrap, uaually hidden by his boxers. Paxton allows the reality to set in before grinning and beginning to lower, not caring about the fear in the boys eyes or that he was shaking his head. “Ugh yeah,” Paxton moans softly as his knees hit the ground and his ass begins to cover his subjects helpless face. Seeing the pleasure on Paxton’s face, Minho followed suit. He stood over his victims face and stared into the fearful eyes, seeing the boy below him silently mouth no. With the hesitation obvious, Mark walks over to an unsure Minho and stands behind the boy, putting his hands on his shoulders. “Slowly drop onto his face Minho. He is a meaningless object that must be punished for his actions. Your musky cheeks will make short work of him!” Mark whispers calmly into Minho’s ear, seductively reassuring the boy as he slowly guided him down. Once Minho reached the ground, Mark went back over to his spot to spectate. “Damn boy, you are doing well!” Paxton roars as he farts on his seat. Struggle is visible as the boy begins to push against Paxton’s legs due to the unholy scent of his protein farts. “Remember to show him who’s in control.” Carter instructs Paxton, ensuring to guide him in dominance. Paxton simply nods as he takes the advice and blasts another fart up his seats nose. Mark enjoys watching the show of power from his friend, finally seeing a dominant side from him. He then shifts his eyes to Minho who was currently sitting calmly on his sub. “How you doing?” Mark asks. “All good so far. I feel his breathing getting slower!” Minho says with a weak voice as he contemplates if this is what he wants. “That’s good. Remember to flex your cheeks to cut his air off. Bounce if you like. Even let him breathe a little, then sit back down.” Mark instructs as he can see Minho’s sub barely moving due to the musk in Minho’s ass.

“Open up!” Paxton moans. The growing dominant side in him takes over as he tries to work his seats mouth open to force a fart in. Fart after fart can be heard coming from Paxton as his brassy sounding farts hit the nose of his victim. Mark watches in glee, his best friend twerking on a face and completely water boarding it with powerful, manly, rich smelling gas. He gets lost in the moment and begins to harden as he gives into his long surpressed desires and imagines what it’s like for the seat under Paxton. “Mark?” He continues to glare at Paxton as his subs legs shake with disgust. “Mark?” Mark still stays in his trance, now inhale each time Paxton farts. Never before seeing this side of the boy he always admired. “Mark!!” He finally snaps out of it as he realises Carter is shouting at him. “Yeah?” He responds. “Could you get it together and help Minho while I show Paxton how to finish up properly!” Carter snaps, wondering if Mark truly wanted to be sat on. “Minho? Why are you letting him breathe so much?” Mark asks as he walks over, trying to hide his raging hard on. “I just don’t know if I’m cut out for this.” Minho says softly as to not annoy Mark. “You! Tongue out now or I will be using you instead!” Mark sternly says to the sub. Not wanting Marks treatment, the sub listens and sticks his tongue out. “Now Minho, sit back down.” Minho follows the order and immediately moans as his seat’s tongue slipped into his hole. Mark smiled as Minho threw his head back in ecstasy. The feeling of his seats tongue tickling his anus had once again reminded Minho that he enjoyed this.

“Okay paxxy, you feel satisfied and ready to put your seat to sleep?” Carter asks, holding his nose as he gets a whiff of Paxton’s many farts. “Yeah Carter, I wanna payload his ass!” Paxton says as he simultaneously strokes his cock and farts. “What you wanna do is apply more pressure, then methodically gyrate your ass to pressure his lips to part around your hole!” Carter says as he begins to stroke his cock, hardened from all the dominance in the room. Paxton follows his advice and pushes all his weight down before slowly gyrating. “Ohh fuck…you’re in trouble now!” Paxton laughs manically, feeling wet lips around his sweaty anal entrance. “3…2…1… awww” Paxton moans as he pushes out and echoing 10 second long payload of pure sewer tasting air down his meaningless seat’s throat. Carter laughs as the falling legs stop moving and the sub is out cold. “Now hurry and get up, wouldn’t want your load to go to waste!” Carter instructs. Paxton quickly flips over and slots his cock in the limp mouth, busting immediately and filling his victim with cum. “That Paxton, can be called Semen Bomb. Payload followed by a cream filling!” Carter laughs as he shoots his own load all over Paxton. The boy was ecstatic. Learning how to force his farts down people's throats was a new skill, one he would use in the future.

“Okay Minho, it’s time to end this boy okay.” Mark whispers as Minhos cock only continues to throb with glee. Mark pushes down on Minhos shoulders to prevent the sub getting any escape from the musky blackout. This also caused his tongue to venture deeper into Minhos ass, reaching the perfect spot. Finally Minho was no longer thinking about his seat as a person, now it was just an object for pleasure. The young dom started to bounce aggressively, shocking even Mark who now stepped back and allowed Minho to go solo as the movement from below was slowing down. “Minho…you might wanna stop now.” Mark says as he approaches his own climax as he’s been watching Minho sit on his subs tongue for almost 20 minutes now. “Aww…fuck…I’m..cu….” Minho moans loudly as busts his load over himself. Mark shoots at the same time and coats Minho’s face is his sticky semen.

With all 4 doms exhausted from the session and from blowing their loads they decide to clean up. “Minho, Paxton, go take a shower and go home. You have both done well here and we can’t wait to keep training you!” Carter says happily, relieved that Coach O’Brien won’t have to use him. Just as the captains go to leave, Mark receives a text from Mr Rankin. “Carter we need to go.” Mark says in a hurry as he cleans any hint of cum of his body and puts on a clean change of clothes, during which he sneaks Paxtons boxers into his bag. He shows Carter the message and they leave the locker room to allow the others to shower.

“Hey Mark, meet me and Coach in the principles office in 5 minutes. Bring Carter with you! We have a few things to discuss - Mr Rankin.”

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How big is Minho’s butt?

Definitely not as big as Mark or Carter, but pretty decent. Would be on the bubble butt side of things for sure

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Besides from coach and rankin has the captains ever been dominated?

Yep! Mark has been. Can't give away too much though

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Carter how did Minhos ass feel?

Not as fat as Marks or mine, but definitely soft enough to smother someone

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Ohhh that tease at the end was great!! Will each Chapter have a sort of teaser section at the end?

Glad you appreciated it!!

Can't guarantee but so far they do

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How'd you come around to the idea of Carter 'worshipping" Minho?

Initially it was going to be the captains having Calvin from chapter 1 submit to Minho with the threat of having to kiss Marks ass otherwise.

Then I decided to bring the Coach O'brien and Carter dynamic into the mix, so I ended up deciding to have Carter submit against his better judgement due to Obriens looming threat. I also thought it would be hot and show the potential of Minho as a dom if he was able to make Carter struggle

I went back and added the text message in Chaoter 1 so it would link together.

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Chapter 2: Beware the Musk!

With Mr Rankin and Coach O'brien now on board with Minho and Paxton, all focus for the captains was on getting the boys to agree. Luckily, Carter had already had a few sessions with Paxton to ease him in. This just left Minho, the musky basketball captain. He was popular, fit, and clearly skilled, but also shy and mysterious. The perfect candidate to mould into a dominant legend. With a more caring attitude, Mark takes the responsibility of getting Minho in a room with him and Carter. "Hey! I've got an opportunity for you...involves staying basketball captain! Meet me at my place at 7 tonight, just go right up to my room - Mark." With the text sent, the captains carried out the rest of their day before heading to Marks.

"You said you wanted to see me?" Minho asks as he enters Marks bedroom, drenched from basketball practice. "Yes Minho, both of us actually. We have an opportunity for you." Carter says with a friendly tone, easing the clearly nervous Minho. “How’d you like to take one of our spots as king of Rockwell High next year?” Mark asks. “Take your place? But you’re a legend, both of you are. You strike fear into people despite them admiring you. You dominate indiscriminately against anyone slacking or out of line. How could I possibly take your place?” Minho says as he is overwhelmed by the idea. “The deal is simple. You remain captain as you are now, you have private sessions with us to learn how to be like us, and then Coach O’Brien or Mr Rankin will initiate you!” Carter says calmly, wanting to get Minho to agree without any hassle. “I can’t possibly dominate my peers Carter…they’re my friends. I’m not even that dominant either.” Minho pleads as he begins to think of all the implications of the deal. “Relax Minho…there is no pressure…...CARTER?” Mark roars in disbelief as the mighty captain got on his knees behind Minho and began to pull down the sweat soaked shorts. In any normal circumstance he’d never do this, but Coach O’Brien warned him that if he couldn’t get Minho on board, he would receive the O’Brien Burial punishment. A legendary punishment that O'Brien had only used on one past captain. Rumour has it that the Captain dropped out not long after and quit team due to the emotional impact. Knowing how brutal it was, Carter decided to lower himself to the level of a sub for Minho’s pleasure. Finally, he was met with Minho’s glistening tan cheeks. “Fuck sake!” Carter coughs as the musk hits him, having regrets already. “Carter what are you doing?” Mark asks. “Don’t mind me Mark. Now Minho…I’ll show you just how great it feels to be worshipped, and allow you to feel dominant!” Carter states sternly as he dives in before he could change his mind. Mark could only ponder why the mighty Carter was humiliating himself like this.

Carter was now face deep in thick musk as he willingly submitted to Minho. Each inhale was a chore as the thick air was putrid and hard to take in even for the mighty Carter. “How’s it feel?” Mark asks. “Weird… having another man’s face in my ass was never a dream of mine. But it doesn’t feel terrible!” Minho answered, still unsure of how he felt about this. “Reverse against my wall there Minho.” Minho follows Marks orders and slowly reverses, pushing Carter back with him. Carters head hits the wall gently and Minho’s tan sweat covered ass cheeks push around further than before. “No!” Mark roars at Minho as the boy tries to shuffle forward after feeling Carter squirm as little. Minho, not wanting to annoy the Captains, listens and stays put on Carters face. “Let him struggle, it’s part of the experience!” Mark informs Minho. Meanwhile, Carter was fighting for oxygen in Minho’s ass cheeks. Carter had underestimated just how bad the youngsters scent was. With his legs shaking and arms going numb, Carter just pulled Minho back harder onto his face with his remaining strength. “Ugh…fuck.” Minho moans, finally feeling some enjoyment. The feeling of Carter struggling with his musk made the youngster realise he had some power. However, he was still conflicted as to if he should enjoy this. Just then, he received his answer.

“Ugh…fuuckkk…that’s good!” Minho moans with pleasure. Carter just went into overdrive and stuck his tongue directly into the source of the musk. “Easy tiger.,.don’t break his tongue!” Mark laughs as he watches Minho shake and bounce in Carters face. “I don’t know what to do Mark! His tongue… is so tickly…and wet.” Minho says, beginning to breathe heavily as he starts to harden due to Carters submission. Carter grabs Minho’s’ thighs, ready to push the boy off and end the torture. Just as he was about to push, the image of O'brien using him flashed across his mind. With all the images of being nothing but an object to the cruel Coach racing in his mind, Carter does the unthinkable. “Damn Carter you’re brave!” Mark laughs as he strokes his cock at the sight of Carter pulling Minho down harder than before. He lapped his wide moist tongue up and down Minho’s sweat covered crack, tasting every inch of the impossibly musky ass. Minho just stood still with his eyes closed in pleasure and allowed Carter to work. Each swipe of the captains tongue was like heaven to the inexperienced youngster.

Finally, Carter passed out due to the overwhelming musk, and his arms fell limp to the floor. Unfortunately, Minho didn’t reach his climax...but Mark had an idea. “Mark…don’t…please….ahhh fuck!” Mark disobeyed Minho and started stroking the boys cock, much to his pleasure. “Jiggle it for me Minho.” Mark whispered into the boys ear as he continued stroking, using Minhos' vulnerable moment to edge him nearer to being a dom. Minho obeyed and jiggled his ass on Carters unconscious face, feeling pleasure with each hint of Carters nose against his hole. “And…Cum!!” Mark whispers as he navigates Minho around to aim at Carters face. Without any control of his cock, Minho blasted his thick cum onto Carters face. The white liquid was like icing on top of Carters bright red, ass sweat drenched face. After 20 seconds, Minho is done shooting his load and collapses to the floor. Mark snaps a quick picture of the disgraced Carter before chatting to Minho.

“So…what you think? In or out?” Mark asks an exhausted Minho. “First I have a question. Is it bad that I enjoyed that?” Minho asks embarrassed, still not sure of how morally correct this was. “Honestly it might be. But I enjoy it a lot and I’ve come to be at peace with it. After a few faces are forever marked with your scent you will see that there is nothing wrong with it!” Mark reassures Minho, trying to secure the deal. “Sure then! As long as I can stay Captain.” Minho agrees as he wants Mark and Carter’s approval. “Great, stay after school tomorrow and meet us in the locker room!” Mark says before leading Minho to the front door. Mark returns upstairs to his room to check on Carter. He leans in close to check if he is breathing. “Fuck sake… how the hell did you survive so long in that musk? That boy should come with a warning,'Beware the musk'” Mark asks the unconscious Carter as he hears a shallow breath and gets a whiff of Minho’s Musk.

Meanwhile, at the local town bar, Principle Johnson, Coach O'brien, and Mr Rankin were discussing plams for the current captains. "Okay, the captains are ready for Shatterstone training!" Principle Johnson informs the two doms. "Are you sure? Are they definitely getting a chance at the Dom frat?" Mr Rankin asks. "Yep!! Spoke to Garret himself. He said he's happy to receive more doms...if they pass the initiation." Principle Johnson replies. "We will do round 1 of enhanced dominance tomorrow evening. They will suffer... but it is necessary to prepare them for Shatterstone!" Coach O'brien states, setting his glass down and leaving the bar as he thought of how he and Mr Rankin would use the captains.