Chapter 2 – Chapter 2

Chapter Two

It had been 3 days since the poker night, and the night of training was closely arriving. The whole day at work I had been unable to concentrate. I had the image of Jay's big bulge imprinted on my mind, I was scared he was going to try enforcing the bet on me, and I cursed myself for making the stupid bet.

I arrived for training a bit later than usual but no one seemed to notice, we got into a few drills and all was good.

"Great shot!" Jay said with a raised voice.

He omitted calling me a bitch, I ran back to line no one spanked me. It was weird had he forgotten or was he joking. Training carried on like this till around May.

It was the last day of the season and we needed a win to avoid relegation from the league. I hadn't prepared right before the game, consequently I was very nervous, this wasn't helped by the fact it was a big game too, against our closest rivals. There was a lot of bad blood between the two sides; it was a tense 0-0, we needed to win to secure our safety which only added to the tension. The game was evenly matched – there were few chances. The ball broke for me nicely in the last minutes. I rounded the defender and went to shoot but scuffed the shot wide. It was an appalling miss, and Jamal let me know it. I felt bad immediately.

"What the fuck was that shit! Do you not want to win?" Jamal yelled.

Jamal's eyes were fiery with rage. I wanted the ground to swallow me up. Back in the changing rooms, I sat there disheartened we were relegated from the league. The lads sat in the changing room, heads bowed, whilst Jay was shouting all the while. Something about how shit we were and that he could've played better on his own.

"I'm off now lads, look tonight were all still going out though, end of season partttaay! So make sure you show a better fucking performance tonight then you did out there!" Jay begrudgingly said having finished his rant. And with that he was gone.

Slowly, one by one the lads wondered into the showers dejected and disinterested. Something inside of me compelled me to take a sneak peak at a cock in the shower. I did not know if it was the subconscious image of Jay's bulge imprinted on my mind. I lowered my head discretely and caught a glimpse of Jamal's cock. It was long longer, in fact I looked around some more, and everyone seemed to be longer than mine! I knew full well I was no Ron Jeremy, but I had always considered my 5" tool average.

Jamal's cock was the one that caught my eye the most, it was long probably 7 inches, it looked thick too. I must admit I'd watched a lot of porn, well I had too… I wasn't getting any elsewhere! Jamal's cock looked like porn stars long thick and glistening in the water. As I began to look up and get out I happened to catch Jamal looking at me with a very smug look. He had seen me! I could feel myself blushing a deep red, I was so embarrassed I rushed dressing and left as quick as possible – before anyone else had even came out the showers.

BZZZ BZZZ, my phone went off with a text from Jay. I'd fallen asleep as soon as id got home, it was now 7pm, we were supposed to be going out at 8pm. I didn't really feel in the mood for the torment that would come my way after missing that chance. I opened the text it read "I've decided you're still allowed to come out after that horrendous miss! See you at the pub in an hour bitch". I felt low, I hadn't been called bitch since the poker night, and it looked like it was back. I groaned picked up my phone chucked on some jeans and a white tee shirt and left.

I arrived at the pub just as the cabs were coming to take us to the club. I was greeted by the team Jay gave me a hug, his hands fell a little lower than what a "friends" hug might've. I found this odd, but thought nothing more of it. The club scene was no different for me than usual still no girls seemed interested, I'd had a quite a few shots and was a bit worse for wear by the time we left.

Most of the team had pulled, and there were only 4 of us, including Jay, remaining for the cab home. As the cab pulled up to our neighbourhood I realised I didn't have my keys, I frantically searched around my pockets but they weren't anywhere to be seen.

"Whatchya doing there bitch?" Jay said interrupting my search.

"I lost my keys.." I told him agitatedly.

Jay looked over me, almost eyeing me up before saying as sympathetically as he could – "you can come to my place if you like bitch, can't sleep on the streets". I hesitated for a while, would this be awkward, last time I was there I was ordered to suck his dick. On the other hand he hadn't even mentioned it since, maybe he was over it, maybe it was just a joke. I begrudgingly accepted his offer. This seemed to please Jay a great deal and rendered me quite nervous.

Good!" Jay said.

We arrived at Jay's at about 3 am and I was feeling nervous I was still quite drunk though which probably saw me through the door. Jay walked on behind me and opened the door for me.

"You can have a seat in the living room bitch" Jay pointed me to the left at the living room.

I took a seat on the sofa and sat quietly, hoping this wouldn't be awkward and Jay had forgotten about the bet. However this hope would be short lived.

Jay walked in and passed me a cider and took a seat opposite me.

"Remember last time you were here, you ran away didn't you bitch?" Jay said coldly.

"Don't start with this, I was very drunk, I didn't think that's what you meant by serve?" I pleaded.

"It's just a blow job, if you just give me a blow job, you won't have to serve me, we'll call it quits, ok? I need this it's been long" Jay said this without breaking eye contact. It made me feel nervous and scared.

"Do you promise? I want you to stop calling me bitch too? And show me some respect? Then we have a deal". Jay eagerly agreed motioning me to come nearer to him.

I got up off the couch and began to walk over to him, although only a few metres away it felt like a few miles. I could feel Jay's eyes all over my body. I couldn't believe what I was about to do.

"I'm not gay though, you can't tell anyone" I managed to croak out. Jay just nodded.

"Come on get on your knee's bitch"

I looked at him quizzically and Jay sensed my apprehension.

"Look you said I couldn't call you bitch once you'd blown me, but you haven't blown me yet. So you're still my bitch!" Jay explained.

I felt really low, but knew this would be the end of it. I looked down at his crouch.

"We don't have all day!" Jay barked.

Jay pulled me by my waist down in between his knees. He stretched and sat back into his chair , his hand beyond his head, full of bliss. A stark contrast to my nervous scared face; I wasn't sure what to do. I looked at his crotch area for a while until Jay got bored and without warning stood out of his chair and yanked his jeans off.

"Do I have to do everything myself! Jay exclaimed.

"Now give it a little kiss, right on the head…" Jay teased.

I was static. His cock had looked big in the bulge and here it was only semi hard lying at what must have been about 9 inches. He didn't look thick by any means but he wasn't exactly thin. I stared in fear of it, Jay wiggled it around and it swung and hit me on the cheek leaving a bit of pre cum on my face. Jay had become impatient, grabbing my hair and pulling my face down to meet his cock, which bounced off my lips.

"We both know you're going to suck my dick, bitch, you want this. You want this cock in your mouth, I know you do. It'll all be over; the torment, the bet; and all you have to do it suck my dick" Jay teased.

I felt nervous and blushed; I decided to go for it, after all this was a onetime thing. I kissed the tip like Jay wanted and was greeted by Jay telling me to open up. Clearly he'd had enough of the build-up. I opened my mouth and was pushed down on to Jay's big cock which was still growing; it wasn't as thin as id first thought. I began to panic; I knew I couldn't do this. I tried to get up but Jay just held me in place. He was so much bigger than me, his big 6ft5 inch frame made it easy for him to hold me down.

"Ha, where do you think you're going? "Jay chuckled. "We had a deal. You agreed to this. Let me tell you something, a blow job is getting it down your throat and enjoying it. I want to hear you enjoying my meat. If you don't, I may just not be able to honour our deal".

With that I was defeated. I gave up trying to get away and began to suck. I was so humiliated. His cock tasted soft but was rock hard in my mouth; it was musky and had big veins on it which I could feel with my tongue. His cock was invading my mouth and I felt resigned to take it. It was then that I decided that if I could get him off it would end quicker. So I went to work, doing what I thought was best.

I swirled my tongue over his bell end and in his pee slit, it tasted funny – sweaty, probably from the long night in the club. I tried my very best to get him off, I began to wank the base of his cock – which drew loud grunts from Jay. I kept this up for a while but my hand began to ache, and Jay started to become more vicious. By now he had gotten into a rhythm of thrusting about half into my mouth, making me gag, pulling out to my lips and repeating.

This had gotten easier as time had gone on, my spit had made his cock slippery, so slippery my mouth was practically sliding half way up and down his big cock. I couldn't get used to the taste and the invader in my mouth had caused my jaw to ache, what made it even worse Jay would be making comments such as:

"Oh yeah your lips look so good wrapped around my cock" Jay teased.

"Ohhh, Bitch, you've got a good mouth, we need to do this again" Jay added to the humiliation.

Jay's comments just made me feel even more embarrassed, and he could sense it, so he carried on calling me names.

"You're the best prettiest cocksucker bitch, you should just give me blowjobs instead of playing for the team." Jay said trying to humiliate me.

I felt so low and dirty, but despite this, I could feel my cock twitching – I had a semi! Maybe it was the alcohol I didn't know but I couldn't be enjoying this.

I was snapped back to reality by Jay slapping the side of my face .

"I asked you a question bitch!"

In my confusion I'd shut Jay out. I looked up at him with a pleading expression, Jay looked to be having way to much fun to stop.

"Tell me you like my cock in your mouth" Jay demanded as I looked at him disgusted. But Jay had saw my jeans starting to tent.

"Come on bitch, I know you are you're tenting! You love being my cocksucker I just want you to say it, come on baby".

I felt low and couldn't bring myself to say it even if I'd wanted to , his big cock made it very hard to say anything let alone what he wanted. Another sharp slap hit me.

"Come on bitch, tell me you love it!" Jay demanded.

I knew Jay would just get rougher until I did, and fearing Jay's big cock I said it.

"I, luupphh ittt… ..GAWK!" I gagged as it came out muffled around his long thick cock.

On the last word Jay thrust further than before. I gagged hard; I could feel my eyes water. I thought that Jay might give me a moment respite – I was wrong. Jay was pile driving my face, bobbing my head up then crashing it down onto his big pole. His cock was so strong it was bending my throat at its will. Jay's brutal assault on my throat however had resulted in him getting most of his dick firmly lodged up in my throat now, and he was holding it there – to my horror. I started to struggle I hit his legs, but he kept me in place.

"Oh bitch, this throat is mine, I'm just breaking you in don't worry. I don't want to hurt you cocksucker."

I felt my cheeks turn blue momentarily before I was allowed to come up for some much needed air. Jay didn't however let my mouth off of his cock, he left his now soaked bell end on my tongue.

"You're built for sucking my dick; I want to feel my balls on your chin bitch. Get ready….." warned Jay.

And with that my rest was over. He thrust back in, but now I had the technique and was able to breathe through my nose. My lips slid all the way to the base of his cock – and my nose was buried in his thick black pubes.

"Oh yeah bitch, deep throating my dick, like a pro! Yeah you little whore, still got a boner whilst my dick is buried in your throat – you were meant for my dick…."

Jay was right, throughout all of this my dick was hard and I had become very horny, I closed my eyes in shame. I kept my eyes closed whilst Jay carried on his brutal assault! This went on for 5 or minutes – Jay mercilessly bringing my head to the tip of his dick then crashing it down to his pubes! All the while I kept my eyes closed. Jay started to buck, I wasn't sure what was happening, until h hissed to me that he was getting close .

"I'm going to cum, I'm going to plaster your face in a man's cum bitch, you'll look so pretty…."

I hadn't anticipated this bit, and part of me was glad that It was over and part of me was glad Jay wasn't going to cum in my mouth! Jay moved my head up and off his cock, my jaw ached so much my mouth lay ajar like it had gotten used to the shape of cock in it. Jay stood up from his chair and started wanking furiously into my face. I tried to tell him that this wasn't part of the deal, that it was a blow job he didn't say anything about Cumming on me, but I couldn't muster up the words. The first load hit me on the left eye and I immediately closed, it stung a bit a bit. I tried to move my head but Jay grabbed it and kept it there.

"No way bitch, its going all on your face"

I tried to protest as I opened my mouth to talk his second jet went right in my mouth. The surprise of it meant I swallowed it, it tasted thick and salty as it went down my throat. I was pleasantly surprised though that the taste wasn't so bad.

"If you wanted to swallow you should of just said bitch!" Jay laughed.

With that the third and fourth jets hit my forehead and trickled on downwards toward my eyes. I couldn't open either of them with his cum puddles on my eye lids. Jay read my mind and let go of my face grabbing my arms to stop me from wiping the cum.

"Bitch its almost over, but since you liked my cum so much why don't you suck the last few drops out."

Just wanting to get this over with I did as he said, Jay let go of my hands, but forbid me from wiping the cum away. I sucked the last few salty drops out of Jays now shrinking dick and was again surprised by the not unpleasant taste.

"Smile for the camera Cocksucker!" Jay snickered looking down at me

I was shocked at what I was hearing . I looked up through the cum in my eyes, which prevented me from seeing much. I wiped the cum from my eyes as quickly as possible, horrified to see what I saw.

There was Jay twirling my keys in one hand and in the other the camera of his phone pointing down at me!

"Oh bitch, rookie mistake, closed your eyes and I took soooo many snaps of you with my big dick in your mouth!!" Jay laughed.

I looked up at him gob-smacked seeing my face covered in white cum on his phone.

"Please delete them" I wailed.

I'd also figured he'd pick pocketed my keys, I thought back and cursed myself for not feeling anything – he must have nicked them as he hugged me at the pub

"I don't think I will delete them. In fact I think me and you got some extra training to do together. In fact trainings for the team are over for the season but not for you, I think tomorrow you can stop by here in the evening for some of that extra training."

I looked at Jay desperately but he looked back at me coldly in a dead serious kind of way! I felt doomed.

"Please just don't show them to anyone" I pleaded, as Jay ignored me.

"I'm going to enjoy these extra training sessions, any way here's your keys, oh and another thing – I think I'll call you whatever I like cocksucker! Don't worry though if you do as I say no one needs to know that your my cock sucking little faggot"

With that Jay chucked me my keys and told me to go. I fled taking the whole of the nights events in. I walked home gingerly with Jay's now dried cum still on my face feeling low and degraded – yet my cock was still hard! Once home I masturbated furiously and drifted off to sleep – ashamed and frustrated that I had become so turned on by the events. A part of me looked forward to tomorrow, the majority did not.

To be continued…..

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This is a continuing story of the Soccer Bitch, I plan on 5 parts, but we'll see how it goes….

This is my first story so please be kind. As a student I have only ever wrote academically and this was my frist attempt at creative writing so i'd appreciatae knowing what you thought of my story, constructive criticism will be welcomed!

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N.B. Many thanks to Dave, whom without help I would surely not have uploaded this story, many thanks!