Once martin got to the gym he had the idea of getting him to stick to his sole by grinding him into it. He dropped Allan on the floor and said 'You're gonna love this idea'. Allan's breath of fresh air was cut short by Martin pounding him into the ground with his naked sole, trying to make him stick.
As Martin was repeatedly stomping on Allan, Ryan and Brent, two of Allan's team-mates came over to him. 'uhh what are you doing' said Brent who was 6 foot 4. 'Look what I've got!' shouted Martin, a little too loud. He picked Allan up and showed him to Ryan and Brent. 'No way! Wait, he can't die?' said Ryan who was 6 foot 2. 'Nah, he could take any beating, it's hilarious.' answered Martin. 'Yo! We gotta share him with everyone!' suggested Ryan. 'Yes! Let's fucking do it!' Martin replied. Brent brought Allan close to his face and said 'We're gonna fucking break you bitch boy!' He laughed as Martin reached the intercom and announced the situation to the entire gym.
Allan, unable to speak through his pain from being stomped on by Martin was now laying in the middle of the gym with 32 barefoot guys grouping up around him. 'All right boys', said Martin, 'What should we do first?' One of the boys in the back yelled 'STOMP THAT BITCH!!' All 32 boys started screaming and pushing to get a chance to crush Allan under their giant soles. Some boys were jumping both feet on Allan, others were driving their heels into his head one by one, others were sticking their feet in to get a chance to pummel Allan into the floor. All he could see were bear soles driving into him and all he could hear were screams and taunts like 'TAKE THAT BITCH' and 'TASTE MY FUCKING HEEL'
The stomping went on for 30 more minutes until Brandon, one of the taller boys standing at 6 foot 9, walked into the gym late. 'What's going on here!?' he yelled. The boys filled him in on the situation and he responded with 'No way! Ayt boys, it's time for kick training and I got an idea on how to make things interesting.' Every practice, they would kick around a soccer ball to train their leg power. This time though, the boys used Allan as the ball. They wrapped him up in a bundle of dirty socks and started passing him around. All Allan could smell was the sweat of different boys all together. He had felt so much pain that he was almost numb and yet, somehow, he wasn't injured at all. An hour of training passed and Allan was left in the ball of socks, untouched for half of it.
All of a sudden, he was pulled out of the ball and saw Martin, 'Wasn't that fun?' he said, smiling menacingly. Martin grabbed Allan and started heading towards the lockers when Ryan shouted from behind him 'Wait! You're not just gonna leave with him are you?' 'What do you mean? He's mine.' said Martin, defensively. The other boys started to gather around the two of them. 'Bullshit! I'm having a party tomorrow and I wanna use him there, give him!' said Ryan. 'Well I got school tomorrow and I wanna show him off to everyone else!' answered Martin. 'Guys, let's just put him on the floor and let him crawl over to whoever he wants to go with' said Brandon. 'Fine!' they both replied in unison, unsatisfied with Brandon's idea but accepting it anyways. Martin placed Allan on the floor and eagerly waited for his decision.
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