THE CUBICLE
A SHORT STORY BY XAVIER (based on a friend's experience)
One of the most embarrassing experiences I had at school was when I was just 16. I was always horny, horny as fuck! My cock was often hard in my school trousers and I just loved to eye up my school mates' arses. Anyway, it was on a day when most of my class had gone on a school visit. I'd forgotten about it and when I remembered, the bus was full, so all my mates were on the trip and I was left behind.
It was just after lunch that I wanted a fucking good piss so I headed for the bogs. As I was coming out a bunch of 5th form lads from another class grabbed me. I'd had an argument with one of them a few weeks earlier, he swore to 'fix me up'. They pulled me, roughly, back into the toilets. Ben, the lad I had argued with said, "Jason, I'm gonna teach you not to mess with me. Let's strip him lads!"
Three lads held me whilst two others pulled off my shoes and then my blazer, shirt and finally my black school trousers. I struggled but could not escape, there were just too many of the bastards. I was wearing only my underpants and socks as they pulled me into one of the cubicles and tied my hands to the toilet cistern and pushed me back so that I was standing behind the toilet bowl with the pipe from the cistern between my legs. They then tied my ankles together so that I couldn't move forward. One lad then got out a piece of paper and wrote, in large letters, 'Release him at your peril!' He then stuck the 'notice' on the wall. "Who's embarrassed now then eh?" jeered Ben, "You cunt!" With that they all ran off and left me tied there.
I was shit scared, standing there in only my underpants. After a few minutes, during which I tried my best to escape, I heard footsteps and the door of the cubicle was pushed open. It looked like a first year lad and did he look surprised to see me standing there, tied to the cistern like that. He took a quick look at the note and went into another cubicle.
I heard him leave and shortly after some more boys came in. Suddenly, the door opened again and there was this 3rd year lad standing and staring at me. He laughed and called his friend over who also stared and laughed. I felt so humiliated, like a real cunt.
"Come on lads, be a mate an' untie me," I pleaded. "No way," said the bigger of the two with a grin. "But we'd like to see what's making that bulge in your underpants." They moved closer and, slowly, pulled my underpants down until they were around my knees. Despite my embarrassment knowing that these younger lads were looking at my cock started to give me an erection. It wasn't more than a few moments before I was fully aroused and my teenage dick was sticking up rock hard. "Now that is a fuckin' hard on," laughed the bigger kid. "Let's go an' tell our mates." They ran off, my pleas for them not to falling on deaf ears.
Shortly after they left, I heard voices and the smell of cigarette smoke pervaded my nostrils. I heaved a sigh of relief and thought I was safe as the voices were at the far end of the room. My heart leapt as footsteps approached and I heard one lad announce, "I'm going for a shit." The footsteps got closer and closer. My heart pounded faster and I began to sweat as I stood there with my underpants around my knees and my fully erect prick on display. The door opened, slowly. It was a fourth year kid that I'd seen before in the football team, a good looking lad with dark hair and big blue eyes. "Shit!" he exclaimed. "What the fuck have we got here?" As he spoke I heard the sound of footsteps approaching.
"Untie me," I demanded. "Fuck off," said his mate as he pushed past the dark haired lad. "That's a fuckin' big cock you've got there mate. Looks painful. Tell yer what, I'll do you a favour and get rid of that nasty swellin' for you!" With that he grabbed my cock and yanked my foreskin right back, revealing the whole of my shiny dome and allowing a glob of pre-cum to ooze out which he touched with his finger tip and wiped around my knob end. He felt my balls and started to gently squeeze my ultra sensitive helmet. I felt myself tremble. My knees went weak. "The fucker's gonna cum," the lad announced with glee as I shot my wads all over the place. After that they turned, smirked and left.
Not long after I heard a lot of voices. "He's in here," one of them said and a mass of faces appeared around the door. It was the third year boys from earlier, back with their friends. There were about 10 fourteen year olds taking it in turns to look in at me. As they stared in succession I could feel my cock starting to swell again.
A few of the lads were looking over the cubicle wall. "Let's get a souvenir," said someone. A lad stepped forward, reached out and yanked a few of my cock hairs out. "Get me some," someone shouted and the lad reached and yanked some more. I yelled out but by now my cock was rock hard again. Another lad stepped forward and touched my knob which made my cock twitch. He quickly pulled his hand away. Yet another grabbed my dick, bent it toward the floor as much as he could and let it go. It flew back up and slapped against my belly. They sniggered. He did it a few more times. "It feels really hard," he said.
One of the other lads then came forward and said that he wanted to feel it. He peeled my foreskin right back so that everyone could see the whole of my shiny purple knob head. He squeezed it, tightly. "Fuck! It really is hard," he giggled. "Let's have a feel," another lad said, pushing past the first and grabbing my cock. He ran his fingers up and down my shaft and I knew I was going to cum again. I closed my eyes and pumped my lot. The lad yelped, clearly surprised at my orgasm. I opened my eyes and saw that most of my cum had coated the lad's hand and some had even gone on his blazer! All the lads cheered with each successive spurt of spunk. Suddenly, the bell rang and they all ran off.
I stood there, my cock dripping cum into my pants and thought about the stains it would make. I heard footsteps again and the door opened. "Not again," I said as the door opened. It was the dark haired footballer. "Yer all right mate," he smirked. "Sorry about my friend earlier on," he continued as he started to untie me. I thanked him as he undid my hands and quickly pulled up my underpants. We eventually found my uniform in one of the other cubicles, much to my relief, and I got dressed. As I was dressing I asked the lad why he'd come back. He told me that the same thing had happened to him once so he knew what it was like. He asked me how many times I'd been made to cum so I told him twice. He said I was lucky as when it happened to him he'd been made to cum four times, twice by the same lad. We laughed and left the toilets.
Recounted from a friend's teenage years for the entertainment of like minded adults. I hope you enjoyed reading it. Take care and always practice safe sex. Copyright Xavier 1998 xavier_boyes@hotmail.com