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Mike (offroaderlr@yahoo.co.uk
How it all started at 13
Part Four
I was like really confused and scared. After what Frank and Ken had said I didn't know if it was true or not. Every time a man smiled at me or I heard a man laugh I wondered if it was because they could tell I sucked men's cocks. Could they see it in my face? Did my breath still smell of cum? I had scrubbed my teeth over and over again to get rid of the taste and smell. I kept looking in the mirror to see if I could notice anything about my face that had changed but I couldn't see anything.
I also was confused about my feelings. I HAD enjoyed some of the things they had done to me. I DID get hard when Frank sucked me. I DID moan when he touched my bum. I DID enjoy it and moan when they were sucking me and Ken had his tongue in my bum. I couldn't get my head round it.
I never heard anything from Frank for ages and I didn't see anything on the toilet walls except a message saying that "The St John's boy sucks dick really well and looks so cute with his face covered in Men's spunk" At least it didn't mention my name or the photographs.
It was like four weeks and I had almost forgotten Frank when that van pulled up alongside me on my way to the station from school.
"Hi Tim, you sweet little cock sucker, time for another session I think."
He told me to make myself available the next afternoon, Thursday. He said that his special friend George would be there. I didn't sleep that night.
I skipped out of school at 12 and wandered around till the rest had gone back in. About 1.15 Frank found me near St Jude's church.
"Nice Tim, your getting prompt, must be cos you want some fun yeah??!
I never answered. Frank laughed as he took my arm and walked down the road to the house we had been to before. We went up the stairs and in the door. The room hadn't changed and Ken was there waiting.
"At last, I thought you'd never get her with the little slut"
"Now that's not nice Ken"
This was a new voice and I turned to see who was talking. A man who looked really old to me (turned out he was 67) put his hand out to shake mine.
"Hello, I'm George, you have to be Tim, nobody else could fit the description I was given. I hope everything they told me about you is true".
George was different from Ken and Frank. He spoke nice and he was dressed much better than they were. He wore a suit and clean shirt and he smelled nice.
"Well young Tim I want to make sure Frank hasn't lied to me. Please take all your clothes off" This was so sudden I didn't stop to think, I just started stripping. As usual I folded my clothes up.
"Get a move on nipper" snarled Ken.
"Leave him alone" said George, "It's nice to find a boy who is tidy"
Eventually I stood before the three leering men trying to hide my cock.
"Oh yes Frank, you did not exaggerate this time. He is just as you described. Well Tim, you undress in such a sexy way I would like you to undress me"
I stood there shocked and frozen.
"Come on boy, just take all my clothes off. Start with my shoes and socks, then my jacket tie and shirt and then my trousers. Don't hang around, do what I say"
I followed the instructions I had been given. I removed George's shoes and sock. He had clean small feet. I stood up and took off his jacket and put it over a chair. I took off his tie and put it in the bed, then I undid his shirt and took it off him. TO do this I had to lean towards him and as I did he kissed my face. He had a hairy chest, the hair was a mixture of dark and grey hair. I put his shirt, folded, on to the bed. Then I knelt down and undid his trousers. He had Y fronts on. They were pure white, clean, not grey and dirty like Frank's and Ken's boxers were. There was also a very large bulge in the front. He smelled clean but sexy at the same time. I started to stand.
"No, stay where you are. Give me the trousers and slide my pants off. Then kiss what you see uncovered"
I sighed in resignation. He was not that different from Frank and Ken. I slipped his pants down and his cock sort of sprung out at me. It was different from the other two that were now exposed and being rubbed. It was a reasonable length, but not as long as Ken or Frank. It was not as thick as Ken's either. However the head was huge. It was a deep purple and was way wider than the rest of his cock. It looked like angry and threatening. I did as he had said and kissed it.
"Oh yes Tim, so beautiful, now suck me, show me you are as good as Frank and Ken have told me you are".
I did my best to get that fat head into my mouth but I was struggling. It was so much wider than my mouth.
"Are you having trouble boy? Imp sorry, here let me help"
A hand went to the back of my head and there was a sharp push from behinds as the cock was thrust forward in the front. The head slipped past my lips and teeth and was lodged in my mouth. I mean lodged. It filled all the space in my mouth, there was really no room for my tongue or anything. I heard George moan and sigh. He started rocking backwards and forwards. Although the cock had moved a bit in my mouth, most of the time he was like pulling and pushing my head with his cock. It was wedged so tight he could control my head with it.
"You're having trouble Tim, I am sorry. Never mind, that's not what I am here for anyway. I'll slip out of your mouth and I want you to turn round and start sucking your friend Frank"
I felt a hard pull against the inside of my teeth and lips and my jaw felt like it was being dislocated, and that cock head was pulled out. I didn't have to turn round, hands on my shoulders spun me round. I was confronted my Frank's cock as he sat in the chair in front of me. He grabbed my head and pulled it on to his dripping cock. I started sucking him as he had taught me.
Then I felt something on my bum. I tried to pull back but Frank held me tight. Ken was standing next to my left shoulder playing with his own cock.
"Here nipper, why should I do this myself. Get hold of my cock and give me a wank"
I did what Ken ordered and at the same time I felt something warm but very slippery pushing into my bum. It hurt and I could feel that one side was harder than the other. I realised it must be a finger. (I later found my bum was all slippery so I guess there was something on the finger. It really hurt as it went in but then it touched something inside of me and I felt my cock get hard right off. The finger was slipping in and out as I sucked Frank and wanked Ken. Just as it started to feel good the finger was removed. Then I felt something else warm and slippery pushing against my bum.
Slowly this new thing pushed in to me. It hurt, it really hurt. It felt like fire and I felt sick and dizzy with the pain. It had to be George's cock. He wasn't pushing it straight in. He pushed very very slowly so my bum was very slowly ripped open by that huge fat cock head. I was in agony but Ken and Frank held me down on Frank's cock. I wanted to scream but I couldn't. Tears were streaming down my face. Slowly, cm by cm it went further in and then he stopped. He had the widest part just in the opening.
"Oh Tim, so tight, so very very tight. You are the best. I am going to push a bit more and then you will feel a bit better"
He pushed forward and the head slipped part my bum ring and it felt like my bum slammed shut behind that fat head. It did feel better but it still hurt like crazy. I was crying and trying to get away from George but that only pushed Frank deeper in to my throat.
"If you want me to take it out nod your head Tim"
I nodded furiously. I felt the cock moved back and then my ring was being ripped open from the inside. That was worse and I shook my head to get George to stop.
"Oh you like it boy? Then you shall have it"
With a mighty heave George's cock buried itself in to me. I screamed all round Frank's cock and I could hear him and Ken laughing. I was choking on Frank's cock as it was right down my throat. At the same time George's cock was buried deep in my bum. I was worried they might meet inside me cos that was how it felt. Now they started. Both Frank and George would pull back and then push in together. They built up a rhythm, working like a team. Ken pulled his cock out of my hand and watched. Frank started to get out of time with George and he started to make grunting noises. I knew what that meant. He was close to cumming. He started to really ram in to my mouth, he was bruising my lips and throat. He suddenly gave that mighty yell I knew and I felt his cock swell and pulse in my mouth and throat. Then his cum gushed in to my throat. I was trying to swallow but I was crying at the same time. I swallowed some but some spilled out in to my mouth and then down my face. Frank pulsed five or six times, each time gushing cum in to me, but each time in less amounts. Eventually he stopped thrusting and cumming and went very still.
George was still ramming in and out of my bum. He would go in so deep that his body hit my bum and pushed me forward and then he would pull right back until the fat head of his cock banged against the inside of my bum ring and pulled me back. He was making quiet moaning noises and kept saying things like;
"Oh God yes, such a sweet fuck"
and
"Take my cock you little slut, you were made for this, made to please men"
and
"You love my cock buried in you don't you? You're a slut for a man's cock in you. Your body was designed to please men"
I hated the things he was saying but at the same time I felt good that I was pleasing a man, two men, at the same time.
Frank pulled out of my mouth and my body was jerked up. The cock in my bum hurt as my body was jerked and I screamed. It was Ken moving me to get Frank out of the way and get his cock in my mouth.
"Scream you little whore, scream with pleasure. You know you're loving this really. You got a stiffy so you must love it"
With that he got into Franks chair and rammed my mouth down on his cock. I was really confused now because I DID have a hard-on. I didn't know about prostrates and what happened when you rubbed them. I thought I was hard because I liked what these men were doing to me. My cock was even dripping a bit.
George started to moan louder and push more and faster. He seemed to want to get deeper in to me. His thrusts were almost lifting me in the air. It hurt like crazy and pushed Ken deeper in to my throat. Suddenly George froze and his cock swelled even bigger and I felt it throb. Then something like liquid fire spilled in to my bum. I guess George had cum in me. He pulled back and rammed in again and I felt more fire. He did this five times and then collapsed across my back almost squashing me.
After a few minutes George moved and pulled out of me. I felt funny, like empty and open and I could feel cold air going in to my bum and something dripping out of it.
"God that was fantastic. Tim you are the best fuck ever. Want to fuck you everyday"
George's word terrified me. How could he do that? Ken then pulled my mouth of his cock and, now free to breath and cry, I screamed and yelled.
"Sounds like a stuck pig don't he?" I heard Ken sneer.
Then, without any warning, he rammed his thick long cock into my bum. I did scream then, and tried to claw my way up the chair and away from Ken's invading weapon, bit he held me tight.
"Scream nipper, scream, I love that sound, scream"
My screams actually stopped because I passed out. When I came round a few minutes later Ken was fucking me so had I thought he would rip me to bits. I heard myself begging him to stop, pleading and crying, but this seemed to make him worse. He seemed to love the sound of him hurting me. I felt a hand on my cock and turned my head to see George was wanking e. I had got soft when I passed out and now I was getting hard again.
"Don't worry Tim, this will help and end it for you"
I felt myself getting closer and closer and knew I was going to cum. I yelled and felt my own cock throb and shoot. As I did I heard Ken shout.
"Jesus fucking Christ!"
Then he rammed jerked and I felt him shooting his hot cum into my bum like George had done. Five or maybe six times he pushed and jerked, then he collapsed over my bum too, forcing my face into the chair he and Frank had sat on. I had my own cum on my thighs, Franks drying on my face and George's drying on my bum and legs.
Ken eventually softened and pulled out of me. I felt my bum cold and empty again and I could feel cum oozing out. I lay on with my face on the chair crying with pain and fear and disgust.
"Shut up nipper you enjoyed it as much as we did. You cum a huge load all over your legs" Ken snarled at me.
"I think you had better get dressed and leave Tim" George said.
"Where can I get cleaned up please?"
"No, I think it is best you just get dresses, well unless you want to start again?" George smiled.
I pulled on my boxers and the rest of my clothes. I could feel the cum drying tight on my face and legs. I knew I could clean my face in the toilet I found last time but not my legs. I started to leave. George spoke to me as I was leaving.
"That was a wonderful session son. You are just a perfect boy to please men, you are made to give pleasure and you do it so well. We really must do this again and soon. I am sure I will run into you again before long. Keep an eye out for me. Now you have had men's' sperm in you at both ends you will never be the same. I expect you feel empty right now, like you need a space filling. If there were more of us then we could do that for you, but not today. I want you to feel the emptiness in you bum and know you need a big cock in your bum."
"Why did you do this to me, why?"
"Because we can" said Ken
"No", said George, "Because deep down it is what you waned and what you were created for. We are only filling a need you have not yet recognised in yourself, but you will. Now you better go"
I left feeling terrible. I had not walked far when I needed to fart. As I did I felt all the cum ooze out into my boxer and I felt to see if it had gone through to my trousers. My head was going round and round. The pain was so bad I couldn't walk right. My mind was totally confused. I hated them and what they had done to me. They had raped me and hurt me. But I DID get hard and I DID cum a big load and I DID feel empty now. Was George right? I went into the toilet and cried for ten minutes, then I cleaned up my face and put toilet paper in my boxers to soak up the cum and slowly and painfully walked to the station to get my train home.
By Saturday I felt better and could walk right and it didn't hurt when I sat down or had a poo. Sunday I went to church and sang in the choir as usual. I liked to sing. As the choir walked down the church at the end of the service and smartly dressed man in a suit smiled at me. George was sitting in the congregation!
I slowly got changed out of my choir robes hoping George would have gone before I got out. The priest came in to the choir room and gave me an envelope.
"A man in the congregation asked me to give you this Tim; he says he knows you really well"
I opened the envelope when I got out of the church.
"You do sing really well, just like you sang for me and Ken on Wednesday. You look so cute in your choir robes and I've never fucked a choir boy in his robes, well not yet, but soon I think" George.
Oh no!