Serving Real Men

By Duncan Jules

Published on Aug 30, 2016

Gay

This is a fictional story and all the characters in it are imaginary.

I placed my hand into my pocket feeling even more exposed my torso on full display. Just wishing I could be hiding behind a computer monitor at work instead of been so exposed in a hotel lobby feeling more and more people looking at me. I opened the ring box to find it empty with a note left in it taking the note out I closed the box placing it into my pocket. Opening the note I read it slowly in my head trembling as I did, 'Behave and no one finds out, you can even have your ring back at the end of summer.'

I felt the urge to throw up grow and grow unable to now contain it I sprinted to the toilet bend over the nearest toilet and threw up. A few minutes must have passed before I noticed a wrapped up a phone left on the floor near the toilet as it started to ring. Picking it up I looked around, "Hello."

Hearing a voice I had never heard before I started to shake uncontrollable, "Good boy, we have already sent your girlfriend a letter saying how your jury service will mean your away for six weeks so no need to worry about her. By the time you are back." The voice stopped for a few seconds.

"You will be able to afford a fantastic wedding for her. That's if you actually want one that is." the voice began to laugh.

"What" I said shaking. I felt the phone also vibrate with a code and a room number.

"Go into that room and insert that code into the safe, in the safe you will find a video of some of what you was doing last night, watch that and if you don't want it online and for all your friends and colleagues to see then you will take the train ticket and sit on that seat where your new life will begin."

The phone went dead, I started to shake. I looked over at the sink then back at the phone the temptation to throw the phone into the toilet was growing but knowing that I had cum seeping out my arse this morning I was scared of what was on that tape.

As I left the toilet in a hurry I scampered up the steps breaking into a run, I ran to the room and then I threw open the wardrobe swiftly typed in the code into the safe and opened the safe first taking out the letter and opening it, 'You belong to us for six weeks, you will do as we say when and where we want and if you refuse the video we filmed last night will ruin you.'

Some part of me knew I had seen the writing the before as I racked my brains I grabbed the dvd and placed it onto the player, I looked over at the TV as I pressed play realising I had left the door open I turned and saw a flash of someone I was sure I knew and in a uniform which I was one hundred percent sure of.

"No I canny have!" I said out loud as I heard a laugh from the corridor. Stuck in horror I looked ta the television and then at the door that was still open as a young gay couple looked in and saw on the television footage of me sucking off someone in a school tie while having my ass pounded by another while in pure lust begging for it.

"Pervert, that's one way to improve teacher student relations." Realising what the rest of the film would be I run over to it turning it off, snapping the disk in half I fell to my knees in tears. The phone I had been provided with began to vibrate and now I knew I was owned for the summer. There was no way out. The only thing I could hope was that they would let me go at the end of it cause I wouldn't learn to love cock would I? Even now questioning myself my arse tensed up hungry from he previous night.

I went to the door closing it before re-opening the safe. Taking the train tickets which was only to the next station where the majority of our pupils lived this clue made me no closer to finding out who was behind this.

Walking out of the room tickets in hand I for the first time remembered one of my year nine pupils parents run a hotel in the town, I began to recall his name Aiden I believe it was he was a bit of trouble was on the football team and extremely good with a computer. I remember him getting me to speak to his parents about a computer system at the start of the year for the hotel and ways to create promotional films for the internet and how best to distribute them. I started to slowly walk down the stairs as someone passed me a t-shirt. "We believe this to be yours."

I took it without looking or speaking walking right out the hotel across the road in the rain without the top on and directly to the train station all the while thinking of Aiden. If he had been American he would have been called a jock but he also had the brains to really achieve something with his life.

Upon reaching the train station I broke out my trance and looked around for the first time, across the way was a set of year sevens in a crowd I closed my eyes begging them not to see me. I then looked and noticed Aiden and William walking out the toilets of the train station Aiden looking directly at me smiling. William walked out the station directly but Aiden walked over to me I felt like someone had punched me in the gut.

"Teach I hear you had a good night last night. I got told by Joey to pass a message on that you should take the reserved seat. Him and a few more of the team booked you a room at the hotel we heard you liked to party but don't you worry we have a no strippers rule at the hotel so I am sure nothing naughty happened." He smiled rather unknowingly before walking towards the exit, "Have a good summer teach looking forward to GCSE's next year, got a weekend at James place next week the lucky begger is home alone with his brother his parents have closed the club for the summer and took all the team to Barbados top top there tan up."

"Thanks kid, Yeah have a great summer." Not knowing if I felt more or less at ease I looked around as the train pulled in, I knew very shortly I would know which pupils had set me up and who was on the verge of making me want to submit to them.

If you should have any questions or theories please feel free to contact me on Teach8714@yahoo.com

Next: Chapter 3


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