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Brock backed away somewhat as Kim cringed slightly at the volume of cum trickled down her sexy figure. Ted laughed and spoke in his thick accent: 'Nice shot Brock. Turn this way babe, got another one for you.'
Kim turned meekly to face him, as the thick-cocked Brit sprayed four shots into the girls face. He bit his bottom lip and moaned comically as his considerable load was discharged. Charlie was distracted as he observed the circle - each of the athletes seemingly unaware of the erotic absurdity of the situation. Charlie thought it mad as he watched the twins, at ease with one another's furious masturbation, approach orgasm. He looked across the circle and met eyes with Zak, who was by now erect and oozing pre-cum. Kim was turning as Casey came on her shoulder. His cumshot was incredibly average, and would have almost ruined the moment for Charlie, who was envisioning his life as a porno, until first John and then Rob fired thick white liquid onto the chest of Kim, who was probably having an even more surreal time than Charlie. Rob had told the truth, Charlie thought, as his load was particularly more propulsive than that of his twin. Charlie wanked himself half-heartedly as he watched as, in quick succession, Tim, Damon and Nelson, the eight inch wonder, sprayed their loads onto Kim, who was laughing in surprise and perhaps despair. Pierre, the French joker, did not instruct Kim as the others had, and simply went slowly to his knees behind her and came explosively onto her tight white ass.

Charlie looked around and saw that most of the people had returned to their seats. Most simply collapsed, sweating slightly, exhausted from their orgasms, and still looking fine as they nursed semis and panted heavily. Brock was just wearing a T-shirt, and seemed fully spent. Charlie stood around the splattered Kim, his competition now comprised of Zak, whose lack of attraction to Kim must have made initial pleasure difficult, and Luke, who stroked himself at a leisurely pace next to Charlie. Charlie was incredibly horny of the whole situation, and although he feared the forfeit, the sight of Lisa, the head cheerleader, fingering herself behind Zak brought him very close. He saw Zak walk around to Kim, who was facing away from him, and at almost the same time Zak and Charlie ejaculated on Kim. Zak had a good shot, every who had seen the video knew that, but Charlie, who had deliberately not cum in the preceding days, fired what must have been almost ten shots into Kim's whitened visage. Charlie was entirely in the moment, stood next to Zak, their warm sweaty bare arms brushing slightly, as they relieved themselves. In the background, Ted was slowly clapping and laughing in response to Charlie's money shot. Brock was huge and weird, but the unassuming figure of Charlie had clearly not been expected to have such power. Charlie heard a moan to his right, and turned to see Luke, not cumming, but simply aroused by what he had seen.

Charlie backed off and fell into his chair, pulling on his pink boxer briefs which he had removed. Zak, flicking the last vestiges of cum from him and onto Kim, whose face and tits looked like a plasterer's radio in the best possible way, sat down next to Charlie, his legs open in confidence, his smile broad.
Luke was not looking as Charlie would have expected; excited rather than timorous, and Kim looked up at him as the blue-haired enigma slowly brought himself to Kim's level. The room was rapt with anticipation and exhaustion, as in the centre the two naked teenagers, one the slender erect twink the other the bodacious semen-soaked cheerleader, neared one another. Luke embraced the girl slowly, and his lips met hers. The kiss extended as Luke, with no regard for keeping cum off his person, pressed his body against hers and broke the lip contact, as Luke gradually began to lick the cum of the football squad off her face. One of Luke's hands felt up and down her body, and, clearly having been very observant, his hand caressed her back and moved slowly to her bum, where he collected Pierre's load with a sensual rub, before returning hand to mouth and licking his palm. He lowered Kim to a supine position, and began to lick her breasts. He lingered on the nipples, which became pointy and hard, and as the assembled audience looked on, incredibly aroused despite the very recent occurrences, as Luke slowly went down Kim's body and began to pleasure her. There was no cum on her vagina, but neither Kim nor the crowd objected to the slight change in the forfeit. Luke's tongue buried within Kim, and as the tip circled her clit, sooner than anyone would anticipate, Kim shook with pleasure as she orgasmed. Her legs tightened around his torso, and for a few moments there was silence except Kim's barely concealed joy. There was a pause, as Luke returned to his feet. His blue hair was messy as he stood before the team - sweat made his tight physique glisten, his rock hard cock was wet with pre-cum and his face glistened with the cum of the rest of the team, although most he had successfully swallowed. Luke grinned, and, looking at his captain, asked 'What's next?'