I waited in the lunch room for the entire period for Ryan to show up, but he didn’t. Finally, when the bell rang and I went up to my locker, he was at his. “What’s going on?” I asked him.
“Nothing. We can talk about it before practice. I have to get to class.” he said to me, slamming his locker and heading off. I wondered what I had done to offend him, but shrugged it off, heading to study hall.
Seating in study hall is alphabetical, so Chad sits directly behind me, I decided I should avoid my seat as much as possible. About halfway through the period, I was standing up next to the magazine rack, reading the daily newspaper on the counter, when I started getting hard. I didn’t think anything of it until I realized that my hand wasn’t on the counter. I looked down and found it on the spandex covered cock of Todd. I turned around and he stared at me.
“Give in to me. Become one of us,” he said. I freaked out, quickly grabbed the hall pass and rushed to my locker. After going to my locker, I decided that I needed to splash some water on my face. As I was finishing up at the sink, I heard the door open, looking up to see Chad walking in. I knew I had to get around him, but as I tried to maneuver past him, but he grabbed me by the throat.
“Look into my eyes,” Chad said. I looked up and found his piercing green eyes cutting through me. “The more you fight, the more it will hurt,” he said. I stopped resisting. We were both very calm. “There. Now become one of us,” he told me, looking down. I knelt down as he dropped his Wranglers, exposing his spandex-covered body. His cock was in my face and it must have been at least eight inches. He rubbed his spandex covered dick across my face, reaching for the waistline of his shorts to drop them. When he did this, I reached into my pocket, grabbed the syringe from it and stabbed it into his thigh, injecting him with the anti-serum. Chad let out a squeal of pain then fell against the wall, sliding down to the floor. His eyes looked as though the life had been drained out of him. He sat there, staring for a moment before he finally blinked.
“Chad?” I asked. He sat there, still motionless, for a moment before responding.
“Yeah?” he replied.
“You okay?”
“Depends on your definition of okay.” I held back a chuckle from his sarcasm.
“What happened? Do you remember?” I asked.
“Yeah. I remember everything.” He paused. “We were in the locker room after practice the other night and Chris started talking to me. He kept talking, but I couldn’t pay attention…I kept staring at him in his spandex. This is gonna sound weird, but for some reason I couldn’t get dressed. He snuck behind me and shoved something up my ass. I tried to fight at first, but kept feeling weaker and weaker until finally, I couldn’t control myself.”
“Yeah, Chris is doing something with spandex and his sperm to control people’s minds. I injected you with the antidote, but I don’t know how any of this works,” I told him.
“No, Lance!” Chad said. I looked at him. “The other night, I kinda did Lance and then he was like me.” I was puzzled for a moment.
“So, from what you are saying, not only does this serum make Chris’ sperm like a parasite to the mind, but it replicates into his slaves’ sperm.” Chad looked at me.
“Yeah, and he wants control of the team. He wants to be the star,” Chad said.
“Do you know who else is infected?”
“Just about everyone,” he replied.
Chad and I had formulated a strategy. Avoiding capture before practice was going to be easy. He would just stay in his practice clothes after fifth period P.E. class, while I had A.P. English, so I got out early anyways. There were two hitches to this plan. First, if Chad showed up without spandex on, they’d know he wasn’t one of them and would do everything they could to get him back. So, we decided it’d be best if Chad kept on wearing his spandex. Our second problem was right in front of me—Aaron. We had AP English together, meaning he and I would be in the locker room at the same time together. While our lockers were a good distance apart, what would stop him from trying to turn me?
I laid back after English class, letting Aaron beat me down to the locker room. I figured I had a better chance of injecting him with the antidote if I could sneak up on him. I snuck down the stairs, noticing him standing in front of his locker with no shirt on and only his spandex shorts on the bottom. I looked at his ass. Not an ounce of flab on it. I’d just sneak up behind him and stick it in his…he turned around. Oh, I could look at his dick, it turned me on! I looked up, catching those flat abs and perfect pecs, where to look, where to look? I looked at his face, catching his eyes, which had almost a yellowish glow to them. I was in no condition to fight him, but I had to. He smiled at me as I stared into his eyes. Aaron walked over to me and wrapped his arms around me, pressing his hard cock against mine, making mine even harder.
“That’s right, you’ll do what I say, won’t you?” he asked me. I nodded.
“Yes,” I grumbled. He lifted my shirt over my head and discarded it at the floor. My arms hung by my side. Suddenly, as if awakened from a coma, the school bell rang for the end of the period. For a brief second, I realized where I was, grabbed the syringe from my pocket and stabbed Aaron in the abdomen. I helped him up and we quickly got ready for practice, heading up to the gym just as Jake walked down into the locker room.
Aaron and I had survived practice without incident. I tried to get Ryan to come with us, but he left hastily, saying his sister was picking him up. Now, we were in the lab, examining the files to see what Chris had used to synthesize the drug and the antidote. After sifting through the files, Aaron finally stopped and stood up.
“I’ve got it. He is using some sort of sodium thiopentone, which lessens inhibitions, but combining it with his sperm and a few other drugs, when it enters the blood stream it instantly causes the inhibitions to disappear, making that person open to suggestion. But since his DNA is hybridized with the drug, it acts as almost a satellite to him” he told me. I looked up from my book.
“Thanks for explaining how to make everyone my slave, but how do we stop it?” I asked.
“Well, see he is just using the serum to open the mind to suggest and slow down the rest of function so that he can control the person. All we need to do is speed the function back up and the person will take back their own body. That that you’ve been injecting people with is ephinephrine, commonly used when people’s hearts stop beating. But, in this case, it’s like a shot of adrenaline and wakes the person up.”
“Good, so we know where we can get more. I’ve only got maybe enough for two more doses left in that vial,” I told him. If we were gonna save everyone, we were gonna need more of the drug.
I was grabbed my books for first period and closed my locker to find Ryan standing next to me at his.
“Everything all right?” I asked. He nodded.
“Fine”
“I’ve got good news. We’ve found out how to get more of the antidote to help everyone.” Instantly Ryan’s ears perked up.
“Really? How? And who’s we?” he inquired.
“Apparently the antidote is a commonly used drug. Aaron and I figured out how to get it.”
“I thought Chris had already taken Aaron over?” Ryan questioned.
“I used the antidote on him. We don’t have much left though so we need to get more,” I told him.
“Good, good,” Ryan said. “Hey, I have third period with Jake, why don’t I tell him to meet me in the locker room for something and we can use the antidote on him, huh?”
“Good idea,” I replied. “Meet you down there right after lunch period starts?” I asked. He nodded. The bell rang and we both headed off to class.
Third hour today I was in COMSCI class. Josh was the only other player in the class, but he usually sat on the other end of the lab, as the teacher liked to separate athletes so they would talk and be disruptive. I could hear Josh talking with one of the computer nerds, commenting about how he had so much gas and needed to go to the bathroom. I looked down the aisle and found Trevor staring at Josh, completely mesmorized by every word he said. Josh got up and picked up one of the hall passes, exiting the room. Assuming from Josh’s talk, his rendezous point was the restroom, I quickly procured the other hall pass and went to meet him, with antidote in hand.
I walked into the restroom and looked straight ahead, seeing all of the stalls empty, with their doors open. There was a partision to my right, which shielded the urinals from the door. I could hear footsteps behind it. I slowly made my way towards the end.
“The master will be pleased with you Trevor,” Josh said from behind the board. “Once you are one of us, you will help us synthesize a longer lasting serum, which we will mass produce to control everyone.” Finally I reached around the board, stretching to inject Josh with the serum. I missed and he hit my arm, knocking the syringe onto the floor. “What are you doing here?” he asked.
“Stopping you,” I replied. He looked down to see the syringe I had dropped. We made eye contact, then both dove to the floor. He landed on the syringe and I landed on top of him. We struggled for a moment, before he thrust up, bringing both of us to our knees. If anyone had walked in at that moment, we would have probably looked like two dogs in heat. He pulled the syringe in close to his body. As we struggled, his white spandex covered ass rubbed against my hardening cock, and as I tried to removed the syringe from his hands, my hands kept rubbing up against his stiff member. After a momentary struggle, Josh flung the syringe towards the door, kicked me in the thigh and got away from my grip. Rather than retreat, he turned around, grabbing me by the ears and forcing my face to his throbbing crotch. Staring at it made me realize how hard I was. He tilted my head back and looked down upon my face.
“Look into my eyes,” he said. I stared at him. “We’re not going to fight anymore are we?” he asked. I shook my head. He took his cock out of his spandex and slid it into my mouth. He slid his dick in and out of my mouth, his head throbbing, preparing to cum. Suddenly, he fell to the ground, taking me down with him. I looked up to see Aaron standing behind Josh with the syringe in his hand.
“You can thank me later,” he said.
“Jake’s meeting us in the locker room,” Ryan told me, as the lunch period began. “What’s the plan?”
“You grab him and I’ll poke him with the antidote,” I replied. Ryan nodded. We headed down the locker room stairs, and I could see Jake standing near the end of the island of lockers. I realized I could probably do this job easier by just sneaking up rather than a dual front attack, so I signaled to Ryan to hold back. As I reached Jake, he spun around grabbing my left arm. My right arm was free with the syringe, but then Darren, one of our football players who was covered from neck to toe in tight spandex grabbed my left arm. I turned my head to yell back to Ryan for help, but when I did, I noticed him standing behind me in shiny maroon spandex. I struggled, but he reached around my waist and undid my jeans, sliding them and my boxers to my ankles. His hard cock reached the waist of his tight spandex as he slipped them off.
“The more you resist, the more this will hurt,” he said as I tried to fight them off. If I could just get one of them with the last dose of the antidote I had, I’d have an ally. After what seemed like an eternity, Ryan slipped his head into my virgin ass. I struggled for a moment as pain ripped through my body, but that pain was quickly satiated by a subtle pleasure. “Do not fight, become one of us,” Ryan said to me. Darren and Jake released me and I fell back into Ryan. He continued towards his climax, reaching around and grabbing my stiff cock. My arms fell to my side—I had nothing in me left to resist. I could feel inside of me he was seconds away from turning me. Finally, he pulled back and released, firing his seed into me. I tried to brace myself, grabbing his thighs, and plunging the syringe in my hands into his leg. None of that mattered anymore. I found myself at my locker and opening it, finding a pair of shiny white spandex hanging in there. I slid them on over my rigid cock.
“Master will be pleased,” I said