"Should I just plunge in or have a little foreplay?"
Chad groaned.
"Didn't ask for your opinion, receiver."
"Mmuhh?" Chad moaned quizzically.
"Aw, you've always been such a giver, stud. You gave your teammates the football when you quarterbacked, when you decided to share the ball and glory. Likewise when you were on water polo and baseball teams, you were always giving it to someone. Even on the wrestling team you always dominated. Bit from now on you are the receiver. That big dong hanging in your face is purely decorative now. You won't be giving it to any girl no matter how much she pleads with you, unless another guy orders you to do it, but don't worry you won't enjoy it any more."
"GggrrrMmgggfktttgggrr!"
"Hah, hah! Now are you growling or was that an attempt to call me a mother f*kr? Guess it doesn't matter, now does it? I'm in control, so your protests are futile.
"Hm, if I do erase your old persona, but just overlay the new one, you could protest but still obey. That might be kind of fun. Just imagine you eagerly riding my cock like the power bottom you will be while pleading with me not to let you ride my cock, mwahahahaha!"
A tear formed in the corner of his eye. He bit his lip. Both options sounded terrible. He no longer thought it might be a prank. His teammate was playing with Chad's ass while he talked, and had just filled Chad's backdoor with a ton of lube. Chad's rage turned to fear, he wasn't in control of his own body anymore.
Hands squeezed his tensed butt cheeks and tight lower back muscles.
"Ooh, Chad, you are so stiff. But I know what will loosen you up," he said stepping forward to give Chad a view of his rock hard cock. He flicked it and it bounced up and down. Now the bastard had reached between Chad's thighs and was playing with his balls. Chad's half hard monster cock stiffened pushing into Chad's face.