Subject: Swim Team Mascot – Ch 2 Swim Team Mascot – Chapter 2 by Underjug and even though most of his semi-boyfriend’s weird rituals did bring the team luck, Kyle had to point out times when all the hocus-pocus mumbo-jumbo had yielded squat. But with the evidence of Mason’s startling performance staring him in the face, Kyle had taken Jasper aside for the full kiss-jerk-suck treatment. The brown-skinned competitor couldn’t believe it when he himself ended up swimming like a guided missile! ~~~~~~~~~ The team stood around awkwardly in the change room, looking at each other with dubious expressions. Well, everyone except Ross, who understood and accepted this was how life worked. There were currents of energy in the world and if you went against them, you lost, but if you flowed with them, you won. Ross warned his teammates, “Jasper’s gonna be here any minute, so we gotta decide. Are we all agreed?” “Yeah, let’s talk to him,” Henry finally said and the rest nodded – even Juan, who was the sole holdout yet to tap into the kid’s karmic talents. “He’s here!” Pavel announced just as Jasper walked in. The eight-year-old boy froze at the door, still shouldering his packsack that held his gear. All nine swimmers were gathered together at the lockers – each one glued to Jasper. “Ummmmm… hi,” said the tyke unsteadily. Henry beckoned with a grin. “It’s ok, Jasper, come on in.” This was the first time the boy had seen the entire team standing near-bare in their Speedos. It was a forest of tree-trunk legs with powerful quads and calves, all completely smooth. Jasper had learned that competitive swimmers shaved their bodies to help cut down on lag when traversing the water. Which explained why (when the boy had walked in on the wiener tugging in the shower) he’d noticed even their crotches were bare. With an affectionate smile, Ross came over and put his arm around the kid’s narrow shoulders. “Need to talk to you a sec.” “Am I in trouble?” the boy asked. “Nah, not at all,” Ross assured him. Henry said, “Mostly we wanted to thank you.” Jasper’s eyes pinballed around, looking at each of the swimmers. “Thank me? For what?” “Well, the team was in a bit of a rough patch,” Kyle explained. “We weren’t doing well in our meets.” “And then we all started messing around with you,” Mason said. “You know, touching you and stuff.” “And then we started swimming better,” Ross went on. “You’ve got some super special energy, kiddo. Best I’ve ever run across. And, well, we wanted to make sure you were ok sharing it with us.” Jasper ventured, “Um… Yeah, it… it’s fun.” Truth be told, the boy had been concerned the swimmers might’ve decided he wasn’t working out as a trainee. Relief flooded his body with the knowledge the team wanted him to remain. Then another thought crept into his mind… Jasper hadn’t exactly told his two moms he’d been picked to learn how to swim. In fact, he hadn’t even mentioned his class would be taking a trip to the pool. His mom who ran the market stand would’ve put her foot down. No amount of persuading could ever influence her decision. So Jasper worried the team had found out he was being sneaky and might regretfully explain they couldn’t go against his parents’ wishes. But nope! Naughtiness! It was all about the gay stuff the swimmers had been doing with Jasper. Another wave of relief washed over the youngster knowing they would continue with the naughtiness. Henry asked, “Are you sure it’s fun for you?” “It’s supreme!” smiled Jasper while setting his packsack on a bench and starting to strip. The swimmers all breathed a sigh of relief. Which was followed by the usual locker hijinks of grab-ass and dick-pokes. This Didim Escort time, though, they dragged Jasper into their silly play. To make things easier on the boy, the nine swimmers decided to split into teams for his new chore. So before practice, Mason, Pavel and Miles all gathered around the boy and teased and tickled until little Jasper was quivering with sexual excitement. Then Axel finished him off with a quick and dirty blowjob. After practice, Ross, Henry, Kyle and Dak had their turn. They took Jasper to the heights of pleasure. But before the kid was about to come, the easygoing Kyle beckoned Juan over. “See? He likes it… Trust me.” Jasper gazed up at Juan Cortez. The 18-year-old with short dark hair stood as tall as Axel and enjoyed spending time with Henry. It was strange for Jasper to see a bigger boy look so uncertain. “I still don’t know about this,” Juan murmured. “It doesn’t seem right.” A couple times at the pool the Latino teen had passed by and mussed Jasper’s hair. But it was more like a friendly big brother and each time he’d asked how the youngster was getting along. Jasper appreciated the concern for his welfare, so here in the change room he decided to repay the kindness. “I actually really like it. Just to let you know, I’m pretty sure I’m also gay.” The boy saw the surprised look on Juan’s face. “Are… You can’t… know what sex you like.” “Well…” Jasper giggled. “I like this sex.” That got a laugh out of the team as they urged Juan on. Jasper remarked, “They say I’m like a good luck charm. Don’tcha wanna swim better like everyone else on the team?” Juan’s dubious look was directed at Henry, usually whenever he was confused or worried. And the surfer dude grinned in that way of his that always made Juan calm down. The Mexi-American swimmer said, “Ok… Just… If you want to stop, say so.” “Mmmm… Ohhh…” Jasper’s eyes fluttered as the tall, handsome stud started caressing him all over. This was entirely and completely crazy, but Juan would never say that. He didn’t want to upset his teammates, after all, as they seemed convinced this was ok. And that it worked, somehow. Gingerly, Juan dared to touch the boy’s twitching little dick. It was a complete surprise that a kid this young could be so sexually primed. But sensing the boy’s pleasure made it feel less weird. “Oooohhhh, Juannnnnnnn…” “You… really like it?” “S-Sucking my cock’ll help w-with your swim m-meet.” Jasper saw Juan visibly flinch. But the team chuckled and the boy responded to a wave of high fives. He’d spent enough time around the teens to know they called their wieners all kinds of adult words. Henry chortled, “You heard our good luck charm.” Suddenly Jasper felt Juan’s sucking mouth on his hard little wiener. “Ooooooohhhhhhh…” In no time, the eight-year-old was whimper-groaning into what he knew was a dry cum. “NnnnnyyyyyyyyYYYYYEAAAAAHHHH… Unh! Unh! Unh!” Juan was shocked to discover he did do better in the next race. And with that, all nine swimmers officially adopted Jasper as their good luck charm. ~~~~~~~~~ Over the next few weeks, the team rose in the standings to become the one to beat in the league! The sex rituals with the boy went from furtive little secret meetings to fun and playful romps that left Jasper tired, sated and rubber-legged. But from the way the boy eagerly stripped off in the change room, no one doubted he was loving it. Everyone was in high spirits. Jasper kept up the swimming lessons and attended all of the practices and home meets. Dedication was his middle name as Jasper learned to swim with greater ease and cheered on the teammates who were outperforming Didim Escort Bayan their personal bests every time they pleasured the boy. Fortunately, Jasper’s one mom had expanded her hours at the market stand and his other mom had announced her intention to pursue a Ph.D., so their son was expected to assume more responsibility in looking after himself. Which meant Jasper no longer had to fudge the facts and make up excuses – he could go to the pool guilt free. The team was generous to include the tyke in their post-swim celebrations. Henry had jokingly said Jasper was so integral to the team he was practically their mascot. So that’s what everybody called him… The mascot. “But if I’m the mascot, how come you guys won’t let me come to your place?” Jasper asked when Henry had suggested it was time for the kid to go home. “Uh,” Ross replied, “we’ve got… you know… adult stuff to do.” “What kinda adult stuff?” “Well,” Axel answered, “it’s… uh… You’ll understand when you’re older.” Mason said, “We’d like for you to join us, but you just can’t.” Kyle narrowed his eyes. “Um, what Mason’s trying to say is, unfortunately it’s not for you.” “But why?” pressed Jasper. “Why can’t I come?” “Because you’re too young,” Juan said. “Too young for what?” Ross replied, “Well, you see… The thing is…” But he really had no idea where to start. “When we get together, uh, we do big boy stuff.” “You don’t want me around?” “No, that’s not it at all!” Mason contended. “We love having our little buddy around. It’s just…” Miles offered, “You see, kiddo, we have, um, sex. All of us. Together.” “Huh?” Pavel leapt in. “You know – what we do to you. Well, we do it too. To each other.” All at once it hit Jasper. These were big boys. And they were also gay. Of course it made sense all that kissing and jacking and sucking wasn’t merely for good luck. “Well…” began Jasper. “It should be ok for me to be there, since you’re doing it to me.” “This is a little different,” clarified Dak. “What we do is pretty… adult.” “Yeah, but-” “I got this,” said Henry with authority. “We have big boy orgies. With lots of sex and things we can’t do with you.” “For now, though,” Mason said comfortingly. “Maybe in a few years you’ll be old enough to join in.” Henry spoke firmly, “But for now you’ll just have to wait.” Jasper wasn’t happy. Even when the swimmers all tried to make up for it with extra kissing and jacking and sucking, the boy still didn’t lose the pout on his face. ~~~~~~~~~ The team’s trajectory went from a crash-and-burn to a skyrocketing-to-orbit scenario and they were all super stoked. Ross didn’t even gloat about how he’d led them to such good luck by following the signs. Coincidentally, because the swimmers were doing so well, the orgies became even more of a regular thing. Partly because the undeniable fun they were having with their mascot got them horny, so after another victory they had to celebrate with group sex. Jasper grew more and more sullen about the supposed rejection, but as a consolation the teens started hanging out with him a lot more outside of swim meets and practice. Movies, go-karts, batting cages, pretty much anything and everything fun they could think of. The team’s affection for their mascot was patently clear. Jasper was more than just their good luck charm. He was like one of the guys. They would do anything for him. Except… “You’re all leaving me again to go off to your orgies, aren’t you?” Jasper accused with his bottom lip stuck out. All nine swimmers surrounded him outside the swim facility. “Hey,” smiled Henry, “didn’t you have fun at the ice cream shop?” Miles stroked Escort Didim his shoulder. “And what about the frisbee we tossed around.” “I showed you how to tackle a guy,” Pavel brought up while mussing his hair. “Yeah, I know but…” Juan shook his head. “We can’t keep revisiting this, Jasper.” Kyle winked and also mussed the tyke’s hair. “Sorry, cool dude.” “It’s getting late,” observed Henry, “you should be heading home anyway.” That night, Jasper lay awake in bed and just could not tuck his bottom lip back into place. Everything was fine as long as they were at the pool. And, sure, the teenagers did include him in other fun activities. But the youngster couldn’t shake the feeling he was being denied something because these guys didn’t think him worth inviting to their exclusive orgies. Resentment crept into his mind and kept up permanent residency. If the swimmers thought he was good enough for them to do gay sex to him but not good enough for him to do gay sex to them then… then… ~~~~~~~~~ “I quit.” Jasper stood fully clothed in the change room with the nine teammates gathered in their Speedos. “What?” Pavel gasped. “You gotta be kidding!” Miles objected. “Why would you quit, little dude?” Henry asked. “You’re practically one of the team!” Mason pointed out. “Yeah, it wouldn’t be the same without you!” Axel protested. “You’re no quitter, kiddo, c’mon,” Dak said. “Seriously, you can’t bail out on us,” Kyle added. “Yeah, um, you’re like our little brother,” Juan said after an elbow from Henry. “For real, my awesome little dude, why would you want to quit?” Ross asked, kneeling down so he was eye to eye with the sweetie. “Is it… Is the sex stuff bothering you? I mean, you said it was ok, but if you changed your mind, that’s fine. We just like having you around.” “No, it’s the exact opposite,” declared Jasper, frustration mounting that once again he wasn’t being understood. “I wanna… um…” “Hey, I can blow you more, that’s no problem,” Pavel declared. “And I can do whatever to you when I take you out,” Miles offered. “If there’s something in particular you like, just tell us,” Henry explained. “Don’t go, I… we need you!” Mason pointed out. “More kissing, you probably want more kissing,” Axel surmised. “I’ll jack you ’til the cows come home,” Dak proclaimed. “We don’t have to tag team, all of us can do you at once,” Kyle said. Jasper sighed, “No, you guys, I-” Ross said straight out, “It’s the orgies.” FINALLY – someone figured out the problem. Jasper was certain he would get his way at last. But then Dak said, “No can do, lucky charm.” Henry put in, “We’ve already explained-” Jasper wasn’t having it. “Then get yourself a new mascot.” The determined eight-year-old redhead marched out of the change room and out of the lives of the swim team. “I told you guys,” Ross fumed. “It doesn’t matter,” Miles said in exasperation. “We can’t… We can’t! We’ve already gone too far over the line.” “Well, yeah, that’s kind of the point, isn’t it?” Mason countered. “We’re already over the line, so why does it matter how far over the line we go?” “That’s your dick talking,” Axel grumbled. “We aren’t gonna have sex with him. He’s a kid!” “We already have sex with him,” Kyle said with a shrug. “I mean, I get that it’s weird, but we’ve already left that bridge burning behind us.” “Dudes…” Henry said, looking sad. “Maybe what we haven’t already thought about is… I mean, look how hurt he looked. Little guy quit the team, he was so upset. If we’re saying we can’t have sex with Jasper because it would hurt him, well, seems like we’ve done that anyway.” Pavel shrugged. “Like I said, I don’t care either way. As long as I get my ass pounded, you can invite the local Scout Troop.” Dak shook his head. “Guys… Come on, we can’t… Can we?” “No,” Juan said firmly. “We can’t.” Ross glowered at the other swimmers. “Well, the championships are gonna suck, that’s for damn sure.”