This is a story of fiction, the characters and places are in the author's imagination. This story takes place pre 1967 in the uk when homosexuality was illegal.
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Nightmare or reality
Alan was a 25 year old married guy and worked for a very large retail company. This company had department stores and various other size shops scattered all over the country. Alan was a delivery driver and he had a sidekick in the form of Terry. Terry was a 17 year old that lived only a few doors from Alan and it was Alan that had gotten the job for Terry. It was customary for the driver of this company's vehicles to learn his sidekick to drive when he was old enough and had the appropriate licence, and this is what Alan was doing with Terry. Terry drove everywhere. The guys were based at a large department store, but part of their duties was to deliver from a few small shops that were located in hamlets and villages up on the moors. On the days they were delivering from these shops they just took their time as there was usually very little to deliver apart from the odd parcel to a farm or smallholding. They would just goof around, play truth or dare or just take the van to a secluded spot they'd discovered and sun bathe.
One day, whilst on the moor run Terry suddenly stopped the van at the side of the road. " I have a dare for you al " said Terry. " oh and what would that be" said Alan with a smile all over his face. He knew that Terry could always think up some good dares and he looked upon such dare's as a challenge. " right get naked and go over to that sculpture and pretend to fuck it" said Terry. The sculpture in question used to be a fallen tree with only about four foot of it actually showing as the rest was concealed in the bushes. Someone had taken the time to carve it to resemble a sheep. They had ever given it a coat of white paint and from a distance it looked like a sheep peering into the bushes. Not wanting to forfeit the dare, Alan quickly stripped and ran over the road to the sheep like object. He mounted the sculpture and pretended to fuck it. He could hear Terry laughing back in the van although he couldn't see him. A very bright sun that was sitting low in the sky behind the van made it impossible to see the van properly and absolutely nothing inside the van. As he headed back to the van he heard Terry shout " dare you to stand in the middle of the road and wank yourself till you cum" Being a daredevil, he started wanking like there was no tomorrow culminating in several ropes of spunk shooting onto the road.
He walked back to the van and dressed just as quickly as he had undressed.
Next morning, as usual, Terry knocked on Alan's door, Alan gave his wife a kiss and they headed for the garage to pick up the van. When they got to the store,they loaded the supplies that a small shops had requested. After a cup of coffee in the staff canteen they were off to the moors. After they had completed the few delivers that there was they decided to head for their secluded spot for some sunbathing. When they approached the sculpture, Terry pulled up and turned the engine off. " you're not going to dare me to fuck that thing again..are you" said Alan. " Not sure " replied Terry. As he finished speaking he handed Alan several A4 size photographs. Alan sat.stunned at what he was seeing. Images of him fucking a sheep and wanking in the middle of the road. Just as he was about to explode into absolute fury, Terry said " Before you do something you'll regret, you need to listen very carefully to what I have to say. You know just like all the street, that I am very good at my hobby of photography and. as a result I have made a lot of friends so before you beat me up you should know that I have made plans should anything happen to me. I've planned this with a great deal of care and should anything happen to me or I give the word, your wife and the police will get copies of the photos. I know your wife. She'll be so disgusted that she'll divorce you, and the police....well being queer is illegal....don't know what they would think of a guy spunking up, naked, in the middle of a road". " What do you fucking want you little creep" screamed Alan. " First thing ..apologize for calling me a little creep or else.I'm waiting!!!!! screamed Terry. After only a few seconds Alan said in a calm low voice " I'm sorry..why are you doing this to me" " Because I fucking can and you won't know because your a straight guy, but homo's like me...Oh yes...I'm a queer...we struggle to find sex at times...we have to be so careful when talking about are sexual needs....so now I don't have to be careful I have you!!......or do I ruin your fucking life... the fucking choice is yours prick!!!!. You know me Alan.. you know I'll fucking do it.". " ok what do you want" said Alan.. " get fucking naked now!!! "screamed Terry. Alan stripped his clothes off as ordered.. "now get around this side of the van and suck my fucking cock... like now!!!!! Jason paused at the order only to have Terry scream "NOW!!!!!!!!!. Jason jumped out of the van and dashed around to the driver's side to find Terry sitting with his feet dangling outside the van and his jeans opened sufficiently to expose his enormous cock and balls. " Now start fucking sucking Jay...and make it good" ordered Terry. Jason encircled Terry's cock with his mouth and started to suck the tip. he continued to suck the tip until ordered to suck all of it, right down to the pubs. After a short while, Terry suddenly withdrew his tool and wanked furiously hoving over Jason's face. In no time spunk was assaulted Jason's eyes,running down his nose and onto his lips and mouth. " there" said an exhausted Terry " you can wear that until I tell you otherwise and you will lick your lips and swallow my cum". Terry ordered Jason back into the van and proceeded to the secluded spot as originally planned. To get to this spot you had to open a five bar gate, drive about � mile up a dirt track and park behind a small copse which was sufficient to hide you from the road. On reaching the five bar gate, Terry screamed at Jay " Well open the fucking gate...it's not going to open it's fucking self and close it when I'm through. Jason got out of the van and opened the gate only for Terry to drive straight up the dirt track at speed leaving Jay to close the gate and start running after the van. He found it difficult as he had no footwear on and the track was pitted with sharp stones etc. When Jay finally got to the parked van, Terry was sitting on a large boulder overlooking a valley. "Ah.. you finally got here....you can start cleaning the van...you know where the clothes are...now get fucking to it!!!!" screamed Terry. Jay, realizing that it was pointless and dodgy to argue proceeded to clean the van. "can't reach the roof Terry" Jay bleated. "Then fucking climb up you thick shit" exclaimed Terry. Jason clambered up onto the roof of the van which was about 11 feet from roof to ground.. Terry was clearly going to give no quarter and not only was sex on the table but humiliation as well. The day passed and it was time to head home. Terry drove the van to the gate having first instructed Jay to follow the van and keep up with it. Needless to say, Terry drove just that little quicker that Jay could actually manage because of his bare feet. Jay quickly opened the gate and Terry drove onto the road and stopped while Jason closed the gate. As Jay came around to get in the van, Terry shot off about 100 yards down the road. He did this several times, making Jay run after the van. It also made Jay feel pretty silly but he could do nothing about it. Terry finally relented and allowed Jay to get in the van, but only because a tractor was approaching. Jay reached for his clothes but was quickly rebuked. " what the fuck do you think you're doing....did I tell you to get fucking dressed....Nooooooo!!!!!!! screamed Terry. He had driven a mile or two when he said to Jay " Right now you can get dressed ...give me your underwear" Jay handed Terry his underwear and was shocked when Terry threw them out of the window. " From now on you will never wear underwear again...One exception...at night I know you go in the bath and relax with only your boxer shorts on...that I will allow... From now on you will only wear a pair of tracksuit bottoms and a t shirt....no socks and only trainers...that is Tracksuit bottoms,t shirt and trainers...that way you can be starkers in seconds" It was 6.30pm and Jays doorbell rang. He wasn't expecting anyone. He was relaxing and watching a football match on tv. Friday night was his wife's bingo night. He opened the door only to have Terry push past him. "close the fucking door and get those boxers off" he exclaimed. Jay was just about to complain when Terry yelled " Get the fucking boxers off now!!!!!!!. Jay dropped his shorts to the floor and stepped out of them. Right" said Terry " I want some photos of you....I'll explain why after" He proceeded to set up his camera and tripod, carefully positioning it so Jason's face would be in full view but only his own cock would be seen. Terry fiddled with his camera then stood in front of Jay while dropping his pants. " start sucking my cock now and be quick about it. Jay sucked Terry's cock, when suddenly Terry grabbed the back of Jay's hair and pushed his cock deep inside Jay's mouth. He exploded with several ropes of spunk down Jay's tortured throat and withdrew to deposit the last few on Jay's face. Terry then pulled his pants up, slapped Jay fairly hard across the face and said " see you in the morning...Oh and by the way...don't ever fake an illness to escape me...the consequences would be dire for you. At that he packed up his gear and left.
Next morning, as usual, Terry knocked on Jay's door, Jay kissed his wife and they left in Jay's car for work. When they had turned the corner Terry told Jay to stop. " t shirt off and trackies down...Just checking that your following orders. Jay instantly dropped his pants and removed his shirt. He was naked as a jaybird. "Now I bet you want to see the photos off last night..well do you" exclaimed Terry. "yes of course I do" answered Jay. Terry rummaged in his haversack and produced 6 A4 photos. " well what do you think...these photos are really incriminating....There's you with a man's cock in your mouth and your three year old little bastard watching...if that doesn't get you a jail cell nothing will.... .I.ve destroyed the first photos...don't need them now..and I have no doubt you destroyed your copies. From now on you will do anything I fucking tell you or you'll go to fucking jail, assuming your wife hasn't stuck a fucking knife in you first....Oh and when I say anything I fucking mean anything".