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Complaint no affidavit been helping people love boost probabilities talks We dried off and he put a red jockstraps. He sucked cock and licked nipples, making me hard. I got him to sit on lap and face me I him on the sofa. His BF was playing RPG while watching us perform for him. finished off the last sip of his protein shake and placed it back into the locker. He looked into the mirror and smirked to himself as he saw his reflection Damn, I'm good looking. I look ripped as today. Indeed, had reason to be proud of his body. the recent months, he had put on a good amount of muscle on his body. He stripped off his sweaty maroon wrestling singlet and entered the shower cubicle. With his eyes closed, he let out a deep exhale. It had been a and tiring training but it was a satisfying workout nonetheless. He squeezed his chest and felt his biceps and triceps as the warm water drenched his body. He had a hot athlete's body and he knew it. He never missed any opportunity to check himself out and he loved running his hands down his but muscled body. Monday was upper body training day and he loved the feeling of getting pumped and the touch of warm shower relaxing his sore muscles. He was the best wrestler his school team and he took pride it. His team mates and rivals saw him as arrogant jock but he simply shrugged them off. Those guys were losers anyway. He dried himself and stepped out of the shower, getting ready to change into his fitting muscle-fit t-shirt and tight jeans for his part-time job as a greeter at Abercrombie Fitch. But didn't know that his teammates had conspired together to mix roofie and into his protein shake. They wanted to teach him a lesson he would never forget. He felt more tired than usual and thought he might have trained too hard that day. But he still smirked to himself because he knew all the hard work was going to give him a physique that would make everyone jealous and make the girls swoon for him. He started to get dizzy. By the time he realized something was amiss, he was barely conscious. He was getting glassy-eyed and the only obvious sensation he was aware of was his cock getting as hard as his pumped muscles. his teammate and arch rival, entered the changing room, flipped the helpless hunk over his shoulder, and carried him to the empty storage room. The arrogant wrestling jock was about to get taken down, humiliated and molested by his team mate who wanted to knock his ego and arrogance down. When regained his consciousness, he was surprised to find himself wearing his sweat-soaked maroon competitive wrestling singlet. His mouth was covered by duct-tape, his wrists and ankles were bound and he was hogtied. He must have been stripped while he was knocked out and changed into his spandex wrestling suit by his captor. Despite his helpless state, he could feel that his was already semi-hard. Dressed his tight wrestling singlet, the outline of his was clear and there was nowhere to hide. He saw a shadow approaching. Before he could react, a blindfold was placed over his eyes. Listening to the voice of his captor, he knew it must be none other than had warned that he would get back at for winning the qualifying match to enter the regional competition and being a complete asshole to about it. He threatened that he would give a lesson that would never forget but never took the threat seriously. felt a pair of hands grab his shoulders. They