This story is about my experiences in High School. If you are not of legal age in your area to read stories of sexual nature please stop reading now.
To start out I'll have to say I'm 19 and in college right now and having the most fun in my life. But first I want to tell the story of a younger me in High School. This is back when I was a freshmen.
I decided I would join the High School marching band just to see what it was like. I had played music in Middle School, but really never thought about continuing into High School, after all I didn't know if I wanted to be pegged as a band nerd. So I went to the rookie camp, which was the first week after school let out, where we learned all the basic crap that you need to know before actually go to the infamous "band camp" which was two weeks before school starts. At this rookie camp, we got to meet the band student leadership and other incoming freshmen. I was in the trombone section ... woo hoo.
There were three of us rookie trombones, plus our new section leader. His name was Bob and I envied his body. Bob was about 5'10" with brown hair and blue eyes. He was really well built with just the right amount of muscles and he was tan too. He also had a crooked smile which was totally awesome.
During rookie camp, we were given music to learn and memorize over the summer. During a sectional, this is where each instrument section goes off into the campus to work on whatever, Bob enforced to us that we would need to memorize our music and he would make sure we knew it before the summer was over or else.
So after rookie camp ended, the summer started to go by. Then surprisingly, Bob wanted to get the whole section together at his house. As it turns out he also wanted to make sure we were learning our music. So we had a little party outside in the backyard and then decided it was time to practice some marching crap and music shit. Then he was going to test us on our music individually. I was excited and scared at the same time. I was scared because if we didn't know our music, we would have to do push ups in front of everyone, and then we would have to try to play the music again until we got it right. I was excited because we were all being tested individually in the garage alone with Bob.
So, my friend Cory went in there to try to pass his music shit. After he came out he said that Bob had passed him and I was getting worried because I was going to be the only one who didn't know his music. I was the last to go, and all the ten other guys had passed. That meant I would have to do push ups in front of all of them and I really didn't want to do that. So I went into the garage and started to play whatever I could recall. I stopped and Bob just stared at me. He finally spoke.
"You know what this means don't you?" He said with a smirk on his face.
I didn't know what to do so I decided I could try to beg my way out of this situation. I said "Please Bob, don't make me do push ups in front of them, I'll do anything!"
He just stared at me. So I said "Anything at all, I'll do anything you want."
The situation was tense and there was a long silence. I was just staring at him and him back at me. He finally spoke and said "Anything?"
I replied in a questionably worried voice "Yes, just don't embarrass me in front of them."
Bob smiled and you could tell he was thinking up something. He then said "Alright. Tonight you will stay here at my house and be my slave, doing whatever I ask, is that understood?"
I quickly said "Yes."
But he remarked quickly back "You will call me sir!"
So I made sure I did and said "Yes sir."
"Alright." He bounced back. "Now, when everyone is waiting for their parents to come pick them up from here, you will stay and pretend you are waiting as well, when in fact you have called your parents telling them you are staying the night. Got it?"
"Yes sir."
He tossed me his cell phone and told me to call and tell my parents right away. So I did and I told them that our section leader, Bob, is having some guys stay over for the night and that I would like to stay too. They were fine with it and so my punishment was to stay over night with this hot guy doing whatever he asks. Not much of a punishment in my mind, but little did I know that I was in store for something I wasn't expecting.
The day ended with everyone swimming in his pool then heading into his spa to relax and talk. The conversation was mostly about sex being that we were all teenage guys. I found my self getting hard, and I was glad that the jets were on so that no one could see below the water line. Then one by one, the guys started leaving. I was getting kinda scared actually, thinking about what Bob would have me do. Finally the last guy left, so Bob and I got out of the spa and dried off. He rushed in side to tell his Mom that I was to stay the night. He came up with some crazy story that my parents needed me to stay over cause they were going somewhere ... I don't know what he told her exactly. He came back outside as I finished drying off and we wrapped our towels around our waists.
"Ok Chris," he said "Follow me upstairs to my room."
"I replied with a quiet "Yes sir."
We went to his room and I was kinda shocked. His room looked as is a bomb exploded in it. The floor was covered ... well, I couldn't see if he had a floor. He only had a dresser, a desk, a closet with broken doors, and a mattress. All, except for the mattress, were covered in crap. Bob set down a few things he had brought up from downstairs.
Bob spoke "Now we need to get you cleaned up boy. Follow me to the bathroom."
"Yes sir."
I was totally oblivious to what was going to happen. We got in the bathroom and he turned around and closed and locked the door. It finally dawned on me that he may want me to get naked in front of him. My heart started racing. All of a sudden Bob took the towel off his waist and threw it at me. He told me to hang in up on the back of the door. So I turned around and did, and when I turned back around I saw that he had taken his swim shorts off.
I didn't really know I was gay at the time. I had dated a few girls, but nothing really ever became of those relationships, but now I know why. So it did come as a shock that when I saw Bob naked, I kinda got excited. He was so hot! He had a nice firm but soft ass, and his body was very smooth and tan. His cock was perfect too. It hung very well at about five inches and he was cut. His balls were also a good size, and the complemented the size of his dick. He was shaved down there too, but left hair in a nicely groomed patch. He seemed to completely ignore me staring at his body because he just turned and walked over to the shower and turned on the water. He got in and closed the sliding glass door. I felt awkward, so I turned around and headed for the door, thinking that he may want some privacy now.
"Where do you think you're going slave!" He said loudly. "Get undressed and come in here, I need you to wash me off."
"Sorry sir, I'll be right there sir." I said shaking.
I was kinda scared now. I had never been naked around another guy. So I slowly got undressed. I'm about 6' tall and have an average body. I'm not fat, but I don't have muscles or anything. My cock is cut and it hangs at about two inched, but when hard I'm six.
So I walked over to the shower and he slid open the door for me and told me to get in. I did as I was told and I was only a little hard at the time, making my cock look a little bigger than normal. He was facing the shower head with his back to me.
"Get the soap boy." He said in a normal tone. "I want you to start cleaning my back."
"Yes sir." I said as I bent over to grab the bar of soap.
I reached my hand out with the bar of soap in it, and I started rubbing his back. I worked my hands over his shoulders and arms, and then started down his back. I stopped at his waist line, but he told me to keep going. So my hands moved down, caressing his ass, realizing that I was kinda enjoying my self. After I was done with his ass, he turned around and made me start rubbing his chest with the bar of soap. I worked my way down to his smooth stomach and stopped again.
"Kneel down slave, and start washing my dick."
I did as I was told and I kneeled down in the shower. I lifted up my hand slowly with the bar of soap, and I started to wash is dick. I was kinda pressing the bar of soap roughly against his cock and balls so he shouted at me.
"Careful bitch! Get the soap on your hand and use your hands to clean it."
I was scared to start cleaning his cock with my bare hands. So I went really slow, trying to delay it. Finally I had soap ready to go on my hands so I reached out and started washing him. I took his shaft and wrapped my right hand around it and started moving it up and down. My left hand started to rub his balls, and I moved that hand in his ass crack to clean up there too. I actually started to enjoy doing this and I kinda wanted to keep cleaning his cock.
"Thanks slave." He said, and he turned around and rinsed off.
"You're welcome sir." I said. "Is there anything else you need?"
Bob turned back around and looked down at me. "You need to do a more thorough job cleaning my dick slave. It's still dirty."
I said "Sorry sir" as I reached for the soap again.
"No, I don't want you to use the soap this time." Bob said.
I looked at him questionably. And he spoke again "I want you to use your mouth!"
I was scared now. I begged "Bob, I can't do that, please don't make me do that."
"You will do it bitch! Or else I will tell everyone you played with my cock because you're gay. Now, get on it fag boy and start cleaning my pole."
I didn't want him going around telling people I'm gay. That would ruin my life. I didn't think I had a choice but to wrap my mouth around his dick to "clean" him.
So I reached my hand out and lifted up is limp five inch dick, and leaned in. I opened my mouth wide so I could get it in my mouth. I had no clue what to do, so I started sucking it like you would a popsicle. I started bobbing my head in and out, letting his limp cock hit the back of my mouth. I didn't realize it but I was slowly getting hard. I was enjoying sucking his cock. I think Bob realized that too.
"Look at you ya little faggot! You like sucking my meat don't yah. Look at your little rock hard cock."
With that said, Bob reached his hands out and started guiding my head into him. He started to get hard quickly too. His dick got huge! It had to be eight inches long because I couldn't take him all in my mouth. As I was sucking him my teeth started scraping against his cock and he pulled out of me quickly and slapped me across the face.
"Careful bitch! I don't want you to damage me. Wrap your lips over your teeth slave!"
"Yes sir, sorry sir, I didn't mean to sir."
I went back to sucking him again. He was fully hard and was thrusting his hips into me. His cock was going down my throat with every pump, and I started to gag. He pulled out again, and right as he did, a knock came on the door.
"Robert? Where did your friend go?" said his mother.
Bob replied back "Oh I don't know, I'll be out in a second!"
Bob pulled his cock out of my mouth and grabbed a towel to quickly dry off. He grabbed another towel and tossed it at me. He told me to go wait in his room, and to just wear the towel around my waist. He wrapped his towel around his waist and ran out to find his mom. I walked back over to his room and tried to find a place to sit. I ended up sitting on his mattress, it being the only place to actually sit down. Bob came walking back into his room and he turned around and closed the door and locked it.
"She's so annoying." He complained. "Well, we should get to bed slave. You can sleep on my mattress with me."
Not like there was anywhere else to sleep. It was only 10:30 at night, and I really wasn't that tired. I found out later he wasn't tired either. As he made his way towards me and the mattress, he dropped his towel and I saw that he was limp again. He got on the mattress and under the flannel sheet that covered his bed.
"Slave ... take off your towel and lay down now!"
"Yes sir."
I did as I was told, and dropped my towel near his. I got onto his mattress and under the sheet as well. We were really close to each other since his mattress was twin sized. He rolled over onto his stomach and sighed.
"Slave, I want you to give me a back massage."
I pulled the sheet down and kept his ass covered. I sat up and leaned over him as I started to rub his shoulders. They were so firm. I rubbed him all over his back. Then after about 15 minutes, he turned over.
"Thanks boy." He said as he reached over and grabbed my limp cock and balls. He squeezed them roughly.
"How do you like that?" he said as he continued to massage and squeeze my balls.
"Well it hurts a little sir." I wined.
"Good!" He said. "Now I want you to give me a blow job like you did in the shower!"
He was still lying on his back so I moved my self down to his waist. I slowly pulled down the sheet even more and exposed his limp five inch cock again. I moved my head down towards his shaft and then took it into my mouth again, starting to repeat what I had done in the shower. I was enjoying myself again. For some reason I liked having his cock in my mouth. It felt right. I started to get more daring by slowly heading towards his balls. Once I got to them, I started to lick them and put them in my mouth. I could feel the little hairs on them in my mouth. It was so yummy. I went back to sucking his pole again, feeling the head of his dick with my tongue. His dick became hard again and every time I would go down on his cock, I would try to take more in. After about ten minutes of sucking he spoke.
"Now lie back down on your back."
I did as he told me, and he started to play with my cock and balls, squeezing them a lot. It hurt, but I tried to keep it to myself.
"How do you like that fag boy?" He shouted.
"It feels good sir."
"Don't lie to me bitch!" he shouted again, and started to squeeze even harder.
I started to squirm and cry out in pain. He reached for something on the side of his mattress. He pulled out a bandanna and a small bottle of liquid. He made me sit up and he tied the bandanna around my mouth to keep me silent I guess. He pushed me back down and started squeezing my balls again. It hurt and I cried again, but my sounds were muffled. Then he reached for the bottle of liquid and squirt some on his fingers. He started to rub my ass and I started getting really worried. I looked up at him with my scared face and he just smiled.
"You're gonna love this faggot!"
With that, he shoved a finger up my ass. It was painful. He started working it in and out of me, loosening me up. Then after about five minutes, he shoved in another finger, and then a third. After about another five minutes of finger fucking me, he got on his knees, and in-between my legs. He squirted more of that liquid on his dick and pushed my legs back exposing my tight hole to him. I started crying out aging, but the bandana muffled my words. He started to laugh a little.
"Don't worry, you'll love it!"
He then started to press his cock against my tight hole, and I tried to keep it tight so he couldn't enter me. Finally he pressed hard enough, and the head of his massive eight inch cock popped inside of me. He slowly worked it in and out going a little deeper each time. After about five minutes he had his whole cock up my ass and I could feel his balls and pubes against my ass. He left it there for a few minutes so my ass could adjust. It hurt so badly! Then he pulled out about three quarters of the way, and then pushed back in again very slowly. I couldn't believe it. This hot guy was shoving his shaft up my ass! I started relaxing more, and his pounding wasn't hurting so much. His hard cock slid in and out, and I could feel the veins on his dick. I started moaning in pleasure, and he did as well. His balls were flapping against my ass with every thrust. My dick and balls started flapping around as he started to pound me harder.
"You like that bitch?! I know you do! You better make sure you learn to memorize you music from now on!"
Then, he gave one last thrust and exploded in my ass. It was the weirdest sensation I had ever felt. I was being filled up with this hot guy's cum. He moaned out and shot about ten loads into my ass before collapsing on top of me. After about five minutes, he pulled his limp cock out of my ass and shoved it into my face.
"Clean me off bitch, its midnight and I want to have us go outside so you can do a few more favors for me."
I started to lick the cum off of him while think what was he going to have me do next?
To be continued ...
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