No Longer a Shy Boy

This is a story about what really happened to me. Of course the names are not the same and a few things changed for the story, but it's 90% true. If you don't mind reading about a shy boy who become a cock addict, read it, or leave.

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Part 4

After I get I own flat I felt peace in me even if what I started brought me some problems. The night I fucked Sam I received a lot of texts from my ex, he told me he wanted to kill me because he forced Sam to tell him he fucked me before he let me fuck him. My ex was crazy he really wanted to kill me. But he didn't knew where I lived and we were on holidays so I hide and logged off the dating websites I was on.

But the next day I also received text from Tim who told me Sam came to punch him in the face because I told Sam what we did together. Of course he broke up with me even if I didn't considered him as my boyfriend and he sent a lot of message I barely read. At night he wanted to give me another try, but I told him he was right and it was too late. No need to tell you he was glued to me and I ignored him.

Sam still texted me but only to tell me he missed my pussy and my cock, he sent a lot of pictures of his cock and cum, sometimes I sent him back some picture of my ass or of me sucking on cocks. But I told him I didn't want to see him yet. What I wanted was him to fix things with my ex, to force him to cheat on my ex with me again.

It looks hot behind your screen, but I really was scared, I was lost and unsure I still wanted to be used by men. I missed my family and my former friends but I was pretty alone where I was. So I hide during a week, I turned off my phone and forgot I had it.

I felt good after holidays. I played videogames, watched movies. I not even jerked off, I missed cocks but it was ok I didn't need it like I did when I lived in my ex's flat. When I went back to school I was sure I turned a slut because that was my ex was, I needed to understand what he liked so I became like him. Now, far from him, I thought I was back to the shy and lover guy I was.

I really thought that until I was in the subway around a lot of dicks... I mean, men. Alone I had no temptation, out my eyes were looking for the sight of the outline of a cock through a pant. Maybe I looked at pants too obviously because I saw some guys looking at me while they licked their lips. One of them sat in front of me when a sit was available. He looked at me and grabbed his crotch anytime no one who would be bothered looked at us.

He was hot, he was a beard man, black hair, brown eyes, he looked like a 35yo twinks predator in suit. For sure he was working for a bank. I turned a slut again, all I could think was be naked with him on the top of me. I said to myself if he got me a sign to follow him I will do it even if I have school and wanted to break my bad habits. But my dreams fell at the next stop when one of the rare girl I knew from school came in the car and saw me. We started to talk about school and what we did that weekend. I tried to look at the guy but he looked at the window at my opposite. So I did as if nothing had been started. We went out the car at the same stop, he went slightly ahead and seemed to listen to what I said to the girl. I told the name of the restaurant near my flat, things to let the guy know where he could find me.

When we were out the guy took his phone, stopped and quickly say:

• John, I have to see someone right now, meet me at the office in two hours.

He told the name of his office and added the location of his agency. I was right he worked for a bank. Then he left and I never saw him that day. Of course for about 10 minutes I wonder to go to the agency but you know, I just wanted his cock and it was too much work for something which might not happen.

Along the way to our first classroom I saw some guys look at me in an unusual way. Not a lot of guys but enough to make me wonder if my ex was known enough to make guys I didn't know talk about me. But you know, it's easy to find things odd afterward. The girl sat with some of her friends, I wanted to be alone so I sat in the back of the room. It was a practice class so we were about 30 student in a classroom big enough for 50.

A guy who looked at me weirdly came just before our teacher closed the door, he looked over the room and when he saw me alone he came next to me.

I was surprised to see him sit here and I thought I was in trouble because it's not the kind of guy who hang out with me. He was a tall and fit 21 yo Arab guy. I heard talks about him starting all over again after he tried something else, he played football, had a girlfriend in the school and I heard he fucked a lot of first years because he liked them tight. So for a skinny 18 white guy like me you are used to be the pain toy of that kind of guy. I was paranoiac and thought my ex sent him to hit me, but he just sit down and after he asked if he could. So of course I said yes. We listened the teacher but I could see he watched me. He moved a lot I think he wanted something but I didn't knew what. Half an hour later he said quietly:

• You new here?

He talked abruptly, quietly, impatiently, like if he did something wrong and tried to hide from the other's eyes.

• Yeah..

• Have fun?

• I find some way...

• Yeah I go to a lot of parties with my girlfriend, we really enjoy...

I could feel he wanted to add something but he couldn't find words. When the class ended he quietly told me to wait a while before I left. When almost everyone left the room he stood and told me to join him in the bathroom.

I didn't knew what to think, this straight guy wanted me to meet him in the bathroom... Well, I was turned on so I barely thought about it and joined him. He washed his hand and looked at me through the mirror. He turned around and came to me. He grabbed my arm and dragged me in a toilet cabin. He locked the door and said with an angry voice:

• Come on don't play the shy boy cunt, suck my dick.

He pushed hard my shoulders and I had to be on my knees. To be honest I didn't think too much and I dropped his pant and sucked on his dick the moment it spread free. I moaned when I taste his uncut cock, I could taste his morning piss and his night's sweat. If I moaned it was because I found out I really missed a cock in my mouth, the need to be use by a man, to please him and to love his cock. I missed that feeling so much that I deepthroated him. The guy grunted like a real man. He had a slight beard and killers eyes, it was like it he enjoyed fucking my mouth while it disgusted him. I was so good at sucking his cock that I heard him said:

• Fuck I can't believe a fag suck my cock... fuck you really are the best whore in town... you are as good as you seemed to be on that video...

I quickly reacted and took his cock out of my mouth:

• What? What video?

He forced his cock in my throat and my head hit the wall of the cabin.

• Don't play shy pussy, you put a video on the internet.

I pushed him away long enough to say:

• I never did such things...

After he grabbed my hair to force me to suck him, he took his phone and looked for something, then he showed me the screen. On it was the video I made with Tim and a black guy he found when I begged him to do a threeway. I was sucking hard on Tim's cock while I looked at the camera with lust and while the black guy fucked me rough. I was horrified when he said this one was hot. What does that mean, how many video of me he had seen?

I could see it was on a website and the title of the video was `I'm the best whore of the city' of course the city was named. It was a video from Tim's phone, I never saw it even if I knew it existed. I was horrified but not able to move and I let the guy facefuck me after he took back his phone in his pocket. He shoot a load on my mouth and quickly left. To be honest with you I didn't moved, I just locked the door and quietly cried as I understood everyone could see me be used. Anyone, even my family could now be aware I am a slut. Everything crumbled around me. I skipped school and hide in my flat.

I took a warm shower, ate some food and looked at tv. It was hard to dare to turn on internet to see the video and the truth. I waited the night to visit the website and look at the video. I really wasn't prepared for that. What I saw was a boy craving for cocks, who smiled at the camera, who loved to suck on two dicks and begged the guys to fuck him. I saw my video had been seen over 10 thousand times and saw a link to another video. I almost died when I saw it was the first video he made when he fucked me while my ex and Sam took a shower.

Fortunately (if we can call it like that) there was no sound at the beginning of the video. So no one could knew what he said because even if we heard it we barely saw his lips. But when the sound came on I could hear me be a whore for that ugly chubby guy.

Maybe the worst is that I was hard and spent the night to jerk in front of my video, I took poppers and found I was hot. Of course I asked to pull back the video from the website, but I really enjoyed to read comments men made about the video. Many guys with cocks for picture said they would do anything to cum in my pussy. When submissive bottoms posted a feedback they said they wish they were me.

I don't know... I felt pride to be a slut. Because the more I watched the video (I never saw the first before), the more I thought I was made for that. Now those video are out internet, sometimes it happens I see one of them but I try to erase them when I see they are online. Tim apologized later but I'll tell you later.

But now I didn't care as much as before. I don't like these videos online but if some video I can do now are online one day I don't care, I know there is dirty pics of me posted by some guys I toyed with. But I know I can trust the ones I let tape me.

I didn't hide much. After all I really loved cocks, my ex belonged to the past and I stopped to hear about him for a while. After some weeks I get used to the idea thousands of men came watching my videos and sometimes it happened a guy recognized me (but not at that time), I liked to think about the amount of cum I could have swallowed if I was with them. The video still popped on the internet because even if Tim didn't reposted them some guys downloaded it and put it back each time I succeed on taking them out. I get used to suck on the Arab guy from time to time. He gave me his number and used me when he needed to. One day I try to kissed him but he slapped my face and said he wasn't gay. I was a white shit for him, but I'm really into men who just want to use me like a hole.

I started to go to gay nightclubs. I confess I was less at school and often at parties. The first time I went to a nightclub a 22 yo guy quickly came to talk to me, he bought me a drink and we danced a little. We kissed naturally in the middle of the dance floor, he felt my ass and I felt his hard cock through his pant. I didn't care to be caught because even if some guys watched us, some other guys did the same thing next to us.

He asked me into my ears if I wanted to go to the bathroom. I didn't need much to be drunk so I followed him in a toilet cabin. We kissed and felt each other's body. I was in trance because of the loud music in the club. It didn't took me look to fondle him and to take his cock out. I knelt and rapidly sucked on his dick. He had a hard 7 inches uncut cock, I moaned as I discovered the sweat taste of his manhood. He pushed my head in his dick and fucked my face for about 5 minutes before he blew his load in my mouth. I swallowed everything, stood up and kissed him. He thanked me and left.

When I went out the cabin I saw some guys looking at me. I almost forgot where I was and I became aware I moaned as if we were alone. But I smile at them and went back on the dance floor. I dance a while and some men came dance close to me. I really felt like a slut because I tried to push my butt against their crotch, I kissed some men, even if I didn't like them. I let some buy me drinks and I even sucked another cock two hours later. At the end of the night I was drunk and a guy, I think in his late 30s bought me drinks. I wasn't able to think anymore and he didn't worked hard to make me follow him to his flat. When we arrived he didn't wait we were in his bedroom to undress me.

Then he pushed me in his bed and came on the top of me to fuck me bare and rough. He used me like a slut and fell asleep after he came. I awoke next morning with his cock in my ass then, after he made me swallowed his spunk, he told me to leave. I didn't even knew his name but came back home happy.

That's the way I became the pride slut I am. I hope you enjoyed