The Initiation
The countdown ended the moment the locker room door clicked shut and the heavy bar dropped into place, sealing us inside.
I didn't even have time to steady my racing pulse before the first set of rough, impatient hands gripped my waist, lifting me effortlessly onto the cold steel bench. I looked up, my eyes wide, taking in the semi-circle of men standing shoulder-to-shoulder in the dim, humid light. There were five of them. No names. No polite introductions. Just the dark, heavy promise of an unrated initiation.
"You said you could handle a real crowd, right?" the man in the center growled, his voice a low, commanding rumble that sent an instant spike of heat straight to my core.
I couldn't speak. I could only nod, my fingers clutching the edge of the bench as the space around me completely dissolved.
Suddenly, they were everywhere. A blur of hot skin, heavy breathing, and overwhelming, coordinated dominance. One man anchored my shoulders, another tilted my jaw upward, and the remaining three crowded closer, demanding my complete, undivided attention. The speed of it was dizzying, a relentless storm of competitive stamina that pushed my boundaries past the breaking point within seconds.
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