"Fuck's sake, Liu Yang, you spit on the floor again?! If the Captain catches you doing that, your ass is grass!" someone complained.
Hearing that made the already overwhelming shame burning inside Wu Haojun completely short-circuit his brain. How many times had he chewed them out, ordering them to stop spitting in the shower area? And yet, the second he wasn't around, they were right back to their gross habits.
But right now, Wu Haojun had absolutely no right to lecture anyone. Because what he was doing at this very moment was a million times more degenerate and shameful than their little hygiene problem.
"What the hell are you so scared of? It's not like he's here right now. God, you’re such a pussy," Liu Yang scoffed.
His voice was terrifyingly close now, probably no more than two or three meters away from the exact locker Wu Haojun was stuffed into.
So his name is Liu Yang, huh?
Judging from his arrogant tone the moment he walked in, and the way he spoke about him just now, this guy clearly had a massive chip on his shoulder. It was obvious he’d been coveting the club president's position for a long time, eagerly waiting for the day Wu Haojun finally stepped down.
Motherfucker... next time I’m at the club, I’m gonna discipline the living shit out of this punk!
But just as a flare of indignant, alpha rage sparked in Wu Haojun's chest, the violent humming inside his ass suddenly kicked up yet another gear.
The heavily ribbed plug didn't just vibrate this time. The terrifying ridges, feeling like countless little tentacles, suddenly began to rotate, viciously grinding and swirling against his already painfully sensitive intestinal walls.
Ah...! This... this thing actually rotates...?!
Qin Shou, you sadistic bastard... why now of all times...
Hnnngh... Mmph...!
Thick, heavy beads of hot sweat exploded across Wu Haojun’s forehead as his mind was once again violently hijacked by pure, suffocating lust.
"Seriously, Liu Yang, knock it off. Even if Hao-ge hasn't been around much lately, he's still our President. Did you forget how he always got payback for us every time we lost a match?"
"Alright, alright, whatever. Let's drop it. Fuck, where are my socks? I swear I stuffed them right in my shoes!"
The exact moment Liu Yang said those words, Wu Haojun’s muffled, frantic whimpering spiked violently.
First, there was the horrifying realization about the gag.
The rancid socks stuffed brutally down his throat were the very last pair Qin Shou had shoved in before locking the door. At the time, Qin Shou had only smirked, mentioning he found a "bitter, crusty pair left out in the open." Wu Haojun had no idea they belonged to this exact delinquent junior who despised him the most!
Second, the very second Liu Yang mentioned his missing socks, the electrical pulses surging through the clamps on his nipples, and the pads plastered right against his frenulum and heavy balls, violently spiked. The stimulation crossed the line from intense pleasure into a sharp, agonizingly exquisite pain.
Combined with the soul-crushing realization that he was gagging on his rival's filthy socks, forced to continuously swallow down the bitter, sweaty essence of the guy who hated his guts, the sheer, overwhelming rush of depravity and corruption was so intense he nearly blacked out.
Qin Shou, you bastard... you really want to... Nngh... Ah...! My whole body... is going to be completely, utterly ruined!!!
The noise... they're definitely going to hear it...
Qin Shou... Qin Shou... please... I'm begging you... turn it off...
If they yanked open this locker door right now...
if they saw his mouth stuffed full with the repulsive socks of a junior who hated him...
the loyal underclassmen who practically worshipped him would be utterly crushed.
No... please, no... At the very least... don't let the kids who still look up to me see me in such a cheap, degraded state...
They've always defended me...
they actually respect me!
Trapped in the dark, Wu Haojun’s mind was screaming in absolute, hysterical despair.
"Fuck... where did they go? Wait..."
"Do you guys hear that?"
"It sounds like... a buzzing noise... coming in waves..."
Liu Yang’s suspicious, narrowing tone was a lethal, heart-stopping blow to Wu Haojun’s already dangerously frayed nerves. The sheer, suffocating terror of being discovered at any given second acted like the most potent aphrodisiac in the world.
His massive cock, brutally tied off at the base with coarse rope, was now so dangerously engorged it had swollen to a throbbing, bruised purple-black. Trapped inside the filthy black sock, it wept a continuous, sloppy flood of frantic pre-cum.
Below his shaft, his heavily swollen balls, strangled and bulging to the size of duck eggs, convulsed and spasmed uncontrollably. It felt as though a violent, raging torrent of thick, alpha cum was violently thrashing around inside them, desperately ramming against the blockage.
If it found even the slightest crack of release, it would completely erupt.
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