Another Story About Cheerleaders and Gangbangs (With a Twist) - I

Then, she removed her mouth and straddled him, sinking his cock into her cunt. One of the other girls said, "Remember, just five strokes. We all want to get a turn." Troy grinned inwardly. The girls really had nothing to worry about. After two shattering orgasms he'd probably last an hour! He blindly reached out his arms and began to fondle whatever his hands touched. Thighs, backs, tits, stomachs, pussys, he didn't know whose was whose, but he sure enjoyed the way they felt. Every now and then he was aware of bodies changing position as whoever was riding his cock would finish her five strokes and be replaced by another girl.

"Wait a minute, you already had a turn." "Yeah, but he hasn't come yet so we all get another round." "OK, but how about Marci?" Troy realized now that there were only five JV cheerleaders pleasuring him. He hadn't realized that Marci was the missing one. "I don't know," he heard her say, "I've never..." Robin's voice butted in. "You mean your a virgin? Alright, this is you're lucky day!"

Troy opened his eyes. There standing at his feet was Marci. Man, did she look hot! Her tight little body was just as great as he had imagined. He noticed that the other varsity cheerleaders had dressed, but Robin was still naked. From the wetness inside her thighs and in her pubic hair he guessed that she had been masturbating while he was getting fucked. The thought really made him hot! Robin walked up to Marci and said, "We need to get you ready." At that she knelt and began to tongue Marci's pussy. Marci moaned and her knees started to buckle. "Time to lube up the other party", said Robin. She squatted over Troy and pulled her pussy lips apart. Her juices began to drip down on his cock. She squatted lower and began to rub her pussy on him. Soon his cock was dripping wet. 

Robin moved away and waved. Two of the JV cheerleaders led Marci to him, and lowered her on his prick. There was a momentary pause, then he broke through. Marci gasped, and he saw a trickle of blood running down. She rested for a moment, then began to move. Soon she bent over him, bracing her hands on his shoulders and began to pump hard on him. One of the other JV cheerleaders tried to interrupt, but Robin said Marci had to ride him until he came or she wouldn't "really" lose her virginity. The whole situation was so hot that despite two previous ejaculations Troy soon felt another coming on. He grabbed Marci's hips and forced her down as he came hard into her twat. Marci laid on him for a moment, then shakily got off.

Several of the other cheerleaders came forward and began to clean him off with washcloths. Then Michelle and a now dressed Robin helped him up and wrapped a towel around him. They all began to walk to the door. "Wait", he said, "I'm not going out there!" "Don't worry," said Michelle, "it will be OK." He walked through the door into the hall, surrounded by the twelve cheerleaders. A crowd of students stared. "What the hell do you jerks think you're doing?", asked Robin. "What's Squirt been up to?", one of them asked. "What do you think a naked guy would do in a locker room full of naked cheerleaders?", Robin smirked. The students in the hall grew very quiet.

Michelle stepped forward to where Jordan was standing. "Get his clothes. Now! Move!", she said. "Honey...", said Jordan. "Don't 'honey' me!", cried Michelle. "If you think I'll date the kind of moron who'd pull a stunt like this you have another think coming. And don't say someone else did it. You're the captain, you could have stopped it if you wanted. Now get those clothes!"

Jordan turned and walked to one of his pals who gave him Troy's clothes. He gave them to Michelle, who handed them to Troy and herded him back into the girls' locker room. The girls all watched him as he got dressed. Strangely, this was more embarrassing than having them watch him screwing them. Red faced, he finished and walked back into the hall. His friend Jacob came up. Some friend, he thought, but then to be fair had to admit that there probably wasn't much Jacob could have done, anyway. "Hey Troy, come on and tell me all about it!" Troy stopped. "No, there are some things a gentlemen doesn't talk about." He noticed the surprised and admiring glances from many of the cheerleaders. He just said what he thought, but realized he had scored some points by doing so.

"Come on, let's go", he said to Jacob, and walked on out the door.

Part 2: Another Cliche (Can You Say "Babysitter"?)

Troy didn't know what to expect when he returned to school, but everyone pretty much left him alone. There seemed to be a new, grudging respect, although no one talked about it. Things almost seemed normal, although after that experience he didn't think he'd ever feel "normal" again. Basketball season ended when the varsity lost their second round game in the state tournament. On a Friday just over three weeks since the day of the incident, Troy arrived home from school, thinking about what he and his friends might do that night.

"Oh, Troy", said his mom, "I'm sorry, but you won't be able to go out tonight." "Why not?", he cried. "Your dad's boss asked him to come to a party tonight honoring some of their top clients. It was at the last minute, but it's a great opportunity for him in his career. We really have to go, and I just don't want you out of the house when we will be gone until late. I doubt if we'll be back before 2 or 3 a.m." He had to admit she was right, but he was still ticked. Now he'd have to spend his Friday night looking after his kid sister, Chrissy. Some thrill! He slumped against the kitchen wall feeling sorry for himself.

"I know you're much too old for a sitter", his mom continued, "but we didn't think it would be fair to ask you to spend your Friday night sitting for Chrissy, so we asked someone to come over. And don't give me that look! She's not here to look after you. You can spend the evening in your room doing whatever you want, so at least you won't have to worry about your sister."

Well, might as well get the whole disaster. "Who is she?" "It's Michelle Gorman. She has sat for Chrissy before. Plus it works out well since her parents are out of town tonight and really didn't like the idea of Michelle staying home alone. I told them she could stay overnight here in our guest room." Suddenly things didn't sound so bad, but of course he couldn't let his mom see that! "I guess it will be OK", he said, with a flat, emotionless voice, while inside his heart was threatening to pound right out of his chest.