How Nudes Made Damian Famous – Chapter Three

As Damian pulls into the school parking lot to park next to Tyler and Marc, he notices the large group forming by most of the cars and walking towards the usual parking spot. He parks, looks at Marc on his left, and Tyler on his right. They nod at him and they look at the mob walking towards them. Suddenly, from the other side of the lot the whole wrestling team runs over infront of the three cars, waving for them to get to them. The three of them get out and the team forms a circle around him as the mob encloses them.

“Damian how’d that get leaked?” One girl shouts.

“Hey monster cock, it true that was to Savanna!” One guy shouts.

“Why’d you send it?”

“Damian let me see it!”

“Why do you have to be so big you freak.”

It was a little overwhelming. All of a sudden;

“Everybody MOVE!” Kris, the heavy weight on the team shouts as he’s in front of the circle. He’s a 3 time state champ like most of the starters. He’s ranked 7th on the East Coast for the 245 weight class. He’s a 6’6 heap of muscle and fat. But one of the most gentle people you’ll ever meet. As they finally get to the school Lacey and some other cheerleaders are at the doors.

“Did you organize this?” He motions to the circle of wrestlers and now cheerleaders as she pushes her way into the middle of the circle.

“A girl has her ways.” She smiles and kisses Tyler gently on the lips as the team safely peels off to the locker room where teachers started to separate people. A few even tried to take photos.

“Looky looky you famous white boy.” Marc says as they funnel into the locker room. Lacey always manages to slip in to the wrestler locker room. It’s the usual three, Lacey, and the rest of the team, all 15 of them, sitting in the locker room.

From the hall they hear Coach telling kids to “get the hell to home room.” He walks in followed by his assistant coach, Lacey’s cousin. “You know I hate when you’re in here.” Juan says to her.

“Well I’m on security detail.” She shrugs.

“Half the cheer squad is in the hall, I think they either want to sleep with Big Dick Damian or beat up Savanna.” Reece says, one of the light weight guys.

“That’ll be enough of that or it’ll be 400 meter sprints for you Mr. Smith.” Coach growls.

Reece gets softly punched in the stomach by Kris which still probably felt like a mini cooper hitting him.

“Now I don’t want to hear anything about Damian and his… things… out of any of you anymore understand?”

“Yes coach.” The team says in unison.

“Now, everyone practice is at the same time today. As you all know whatbleaked over the weekend, and as you know I said no more talk.