#so he doesnt snaps and yells over minor things; and least tries to take care of his physical integrity and not get killed during fights lol

[malkaviian]

chase is not the healthiest person to get into a relationship with. and now that i developed him more, caspian definitely also isn't. managing untreated mental illness and a relationship can be a bit hard sometimes. they're doing their best because they love each other so much, though.

[hotboywinter]

Ball Boy

(OP is a man, minors and misgendering kinks DNI)

I'm on my way to a sports camp for the summer. Sports have never really been my thing but I've been looking to be more active recently and the ad I saw about an all mens retreat emphasizing teamwork and bonding seemed like just the atmosphere I was looking for. I step off the bus and instantly feel out of my depth. I'm not the least athletic guy ever, but everyone here looks like they've never gone a single day without working out in their lives. Several of them are already tossing footballs around, shirtless and sweaty. Nervous and out of place, I seek out the guy I recognise as having organised the whole thing...

He's decked out with a clipboard and whistle, yelling something to a couple of guys who got a little eager and tried to slip into the lake without a lifeguard on duty. He doesnt notice me at first so I gently tug on his shirt. When he turns to look at me I cut to the chase. I tell him that I'm worried I wont be able to keep up with the rest of the guys here at my current level, and if theres anything I can do to help out or make up for it.

He looks me up and down, lingering on the way my tight little athletic shorts sit on my hips. He smiles kindly at me and says yeah, theres something I could do. They're organising into a team for an event against another camp later in the season, and he could really use a ball boy to help out. Thats great, I say, it sounds just my speed, when can I start? Right now, he says, guiding my hand to the bulge in his tight shorts.

My face flares up and I can't help but stare at him as he clamps a hand on my shoulder and pushes me down onto my knees in the dirt. He shoves his waistband down, letting his huge cock spring free, bobbing loose in the air above my face. I look in awe for a moment, acutely aware of the heat I feel pooling deep in my guts. I lick my lips and he grabs the back of my head, pulling my eager mouth against his balls, his thick cock laying over my face as I tentatively pull his left nut into my mouth. I wrap my tongue around it, releasing it with a wet pop and repeating with the other. Its then that I hear the other men at the camp start to take notice.

Woah, check that guy out. I hear one yell, the sound of a ball hitting the earth as he leaves his activity to come watch me. Then another. Then another. Until I feel the eyes of the whole camp watching me sloppily devour the heavy sack in front of me. By now a generous amount of precum has drooled off the head of his cock onto my face, but I couldn't care less as I get lost in the taste of him. I groan against him and he grips his shaft, muttering something about how much of a slut I am before jerking himself off, the action causing his balls to pop out of my mouth, smacking my lips wetly as I desperately try to recollect them with my tongue. Fuck, I hear him say, bucking his hips a little before I feel a thick rope of what must be his cum land on the space between my cropped hoodie and my little shorts. I feel it slide down my waistband and I hardly know what I'm doing before I've popped my shorts over my ass and exposed my sopping wet boycunt to the other men. I feel his cum coast down over my holes, and It's then that I finally look around.

Some of the guys already have their cocks out, other are nervously palming their shorts with sweaty hands. I see a couple of the men jerking eachother off to the right. I feel the organiser, coach I guess, yank my ass, snapping me out of my trance before pulling me over him in the dirt. He guides my lips over his dripping cock head, using my mouth to clean himself off. I gag heavily and sputter, a thick coating of my spit and his leftover cum shining his dick. I yelp as best I can around his cock when I feel him smack my ass, inviting the other men to come have their fun. I whine when I feel his thick fingers spread my ass and pussy, letting my juices glisten in the warm midday sun. I can't look behind me, the coach is keeping me locked in place as he fucks harder and deeper into my gullet. But I feel the first of what was going to be many cocks press against my holes almost immediately. It was going to be a long summer...