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Chapter One
For the first twenty three years of my life I didn't know that I was a latent homosexual. It was only when I had been forced into performing such an act had I found out that I enjoyed it.
This had happened during a weekend camping trip with two girls, Tracey and Diane and my best friend Mark Patterson whom I'd known ever since I could remember.
Mark and myself were the same age, lived in the same street, played and had gone to school together as we grew up. Mark's parents had money whereas mine didn't, but this made no difference to our relationship and a thing such as money never came between us. We both used to get roughly the same amount of pocket money each week to spend on sweets and have one weekly trip to the Saturday morning children's film show at the Granada cinema in town.
We both took on paper rounds to earn that little bit extra, though Mark's bike was a new and better model than my second hand one, but a bike was a bike and it got the job done. When we got to twelve, we gave up going to the children's cinema and saved up to sneak into see more adult films, though in those days, anything sexual, apart from the kissing, was alluded to rather than shown which was rather frustrating for us growing boys wanting to see and learn more about the female species.
It wasn't until we were fourteen did we manage to get a girl each to sit with us in the back row of a darkened cinema to have a grope, usually on the outside clothing of our respective partners. It took both of us about a year before we were actually able to get our hands inside and feel a female breast and then we would go to the toilets afterwards to masturbate after this momentous event.
From then on, we would only go out with girls who would allow us this freedom and we still tried to get them to go further. It wasn't until after we had left school at sixteen that we progressed a bit further forward with the opposite sex.
Mark went and began working for his father who had a large printing firm and he had to learn the business that one day would be his, though he had to start at the bottom. Whereas because I'd attained very high marks in Maths, got taken on at the local bank as a junior, also starting at the very bottom.
It had become apparent from when we had started going out with girls that Mark was the more easy and outgoing of the two of us when in the company of any female with myself becoming tongue tied and more reserved the further ahead I got with one. I soon began to follow Mark's lead in all things when it came to going out and being with some girls. We saved our money to buy decent clothes and as both of us were quite good looking, it didn't take Mark long to pick up two willing, well almost willing girls for kissing and playing with in a darkened back row of the cinema.
Here, not only could we have a breast outside of the blouse to kiss, suck and fondle, we even got some that would handle our penises and give us the relief that we so dearly wanted. It was only natural for Mark to be the first one to score and find a girl to go the whole way and let him actually put himself up inside her and have the ultimate experience. Well really that was all he wanted from girls from that moment on. No give, no go. It was one of these girls that was eventually passed onto me and so, just before my eighteenth birthday, I too got to fuck a girl.
I can't say that we drifted apart because that would be wrong. It was just that now having had it, I wanted to find my own girl and not have one of Mark's hand me downs. I wasn't very successful in this because of my shy nature, though I did get one from time to time and it was through this shyness of mine that I eventually lost them.
At work, where Mark was assured of his future position, I had to work very hard. Starting as I did as a junior, I did everything I was asked to do however lowly the task with enthusiasm. I was also bright enough to learn very quickly, and the manager saw my potential and kept putting me into different sections till I had mastered that one before putting me into another. Each, as I progressed, becoming more difficult and more demanding and to the pleasure of the manager, was succeeding very well. I learned later that the manager had been toying with the idea of putting my name forward for an Assistant Manager's job, but that would mean he would lose me to be trained at another branch. In short, he wanted to keep me in his branch so he created the post of Assistant Financial Adviser which, at the time, pleased me no end and also the small increase in salary that went with it.
This was now coming close to the time of my fateful weekend. For the past four years, Mark and myself had been going camping, lugging a small two man tent about and seeing what crumpet we could find to sleep with, and it wasn't until Mark was given a Range Rover for his twenty first birthday did we really start to have different holidays. Only different in that not only could we then have a bigger tent, but could carry more supplies with which to lure the girls into sharing our meals and tent for the night. So it was nothing new for me to see Mark buck naked humping some girl because I was doing the same myself to another.
I knew that Mark had been seeing one girl now for nearly a year and would often go to her lodgings for the night and it came as some surprise when he asked me if I wanted to go with him to her new flat.
`I didn't know your girl friend had a flat. I thought she lived in lodgings?' I said as we were having a beer one evening.
`She has now, though she's sharing it with a friend. Now this friend can cook! That's the best bit and she isn't bad looking either.'
`So, why are you asking me to go with you if you've got two girls and eat well?'
`Timothy! I can only sleep with one of them, and I'm telling you, the other one, Diane, is begging for it. Tracey told me she hasn't been with a man for simply ages. I get these funny looks and I'm sure it's jealously that she isn't getting what Tracey is when we say goodnight and leave her alone in the lounge. Come on, let's do the girls a favour. I promise you, the meal itself would be well worth the visit.'
`So she's a dog really. Is that what you're saying?'
`Not in the least! I've even been tempted to find out if I can talk Tracey into getting her to come into our bed as well.'
So it was agreed that I would accompany Mark to their apartment one evening and, if it augured well, I would attempt to get her into bed. I was quite nervous when Mark picked me up in the Range Rover and took me to meet Tracey and Diane. We had four bottles of wine and the promise, from Mark, that I wouldn't be disappointed with the girl or the meal.
Mark was correct in that I was struck with Diane, not as beautiful as women are supposed to be, but comfortable and well built in the right place. I, as usual, was a bit on the shy side when we were introduced but tried hard and found that I was able to talk to her more as the evening progressed. The dinner that was served up was superb and the wine helped to ease our tongues and put us all at ease.
After the meal, the two girls disappeared and I didn't know then that Tracey was convincing Diane to take her bra off and change her blouse into something more exciting. I did notice this and commented on the fact that she had changed her blouse and told her it looked very nice. I began to get an erection when she sat back down next to me because I could now see her nipples through the thin material. I tried not to blush when her hands held her glass to cover what I knew she knew what I could see. I thanked her for such a wonderful meal and took one hand from her glass and kissed it, telling her that she out cooked my mother which was no mean feat.
Mark butted in by saying that Diane's breakfast's were good too, for which he got a telling off from Tracey. For that, she dragged him from the lounge and left Diane and myself alone.
`I apologise for Mark. He's a bit outspoken sometimes,' I said.
You don't have to, that's Tracey's problem,' and then she said somewhat shyly, beside, will you be staying for breakfast?' Her eyes were lowered and I knew that it was now up to me to make the right moves.
`If I'm invited,' I said, moving in closer to her and taking her into my arms, kissed her. I felt her go limp as I held her and knew what the answer was. She returned my kiss and made no attempt to stop me when my hand covered her breast and gave it a gentle squeeze. Her lips parted and I felt her tongue seek out mine and so while our tongues played with each other as we kissed, my fingers found and undid the buttons of her blouse.
I wasn't really surprised when she stopped our kissing to let me take the blouse right off so that I could see, touch and kiss her magnificent breasts. Her kisses were becoming hungrier and her hand began straying down to stroke the front of my trousers.
I was hard and she was panting when we broke apart and without a word, we both stood up at the same time and she led me from the room and along the hall to her bedroom. There we kissed and fumbled at each others' clothing, not bothering to turn on the light and were soon both naked and held each other close. I felt her trembling in my arms and then she slowly seemed to be melting in front of me and realised that she was going down onto her knees, her arms sliding down my back to finish up resting on the cheeks of my bum.
Her mouth was hot as she took me in and I couldn't help the involuntary shudder that went through me as my whole body stiffened at this new experience.
Her lips were clamped tight round the head of my organ and I felt her tongue rove over the partially covered head that was then revealed by my foreskin being pushed right back. I was being transported into another world as my hands came to rest on her bobbing head as she sucked and teased me. I had often wondered what it would be like to have my cock sucked like this and wonder what pleasure did she get out of doing this. I then had the fleeting thought of wondering if I myself would get the same pleasure to suck on an erect cock as she was doing. Did it give her as much a thrill as I was experiencing? Would she keep on doing it till I came? Would she swallow or spit it out? My mind was flying from one thought to another with the speed of summer lightening. But like that flash, she was standing up again, my erection feeling the cool air swirl round it as it now throbbed enough to hurt as she kissed me again and pulled me down onto the bed. Her legs were already open as I fell down on top of her, sliding into her with what seemed practised ease facilitated by her own juices that had already started to flow in anticipation of this moment.
I could see her eyes shining in the dim light of the bedroom as I moved further into her until I could go no further and felt her legs rise up and her arms came round my shoulders.
`It's been a long time,' she whispered and she showed it by beginning to move under me. It's me who should be doing the fucking my mind said, and so I took over and began to rhythmically pound into her, ignoring the constant banging of the headboard against the wall as I fucked her. She had been wanting me or some man for so long that she soon experienced an orgasm and let her flat mate know it by screaming out as she came, this triggering myself to come at the same time. We thrashed about in the throes of her orgasm with me fighting to stay on top and inside as we came together.
When we finally parted, she went back down on me to suck and slaver over my still erect cock till she cleaned me of both our juices. I didn't go down on her, but held her in my arms and lay there caressing her breasts. We coupled once again as the early morning light struck the window to her room.
Breakfast was a fine affair with many sexual innuendoes scattered about in the conversations. So it came about that I went once a week with Mark to that flat where, after an excellent dinner, would go to bed with our respective partners.
It was during the late summer when Mark and I would normally go on our camping holiday that Mark suggested that we took the girls out for the weekend instead of us going to all the trouble to find girls when we had two already available.
We'll try a weekend first to find out if they like it,' he had suggested. If that goes okay, we can then make a week of it later.' I agreed and so did the girls when it was offered, to go off for a weekend that would change the lives of two of us forever though we didn't know this at the time.
I helped Mark to load up the Range Rover the night before so that on the Friday afternoon, we could get away as quickly as possible. We picked up the girls from their flat and quickly set off for the coast and an hour and a half later, we had stopped amongst the dunes and the tent was set up and we had a cold dinner that the girls had prepared that lunch-time instead of having to cook.
The two girls had changed into skimpy bikini's and during the meal, Tracey took off her top to sit bare breasted before us two men and Diane quickly followed suit. It was a prelude to what was being offered in the tent that night. We didn't have sleeping bags, just blankets to lie on and with all four of us naked, we had sex. The girls even did a swap during the night though Mark and I didn't realise it at first that we were fucking the wrong partner and it made for a laugh that a good joke had been played on us, but it was with the usual partner just as dawn was breaking that the bare arses of Mark and myself could be seen going up and down as our cocks went in and out of the girl beneath us.
It was at breakfast that things went all wrong. Two strangers appeared in our campsite. Both of the girls screamed and scampered back into the tent because all four of us were still naked, and began to put their costumes on. This, I was told later that they needn't have bothered, because a few minutes later, these two men came into the tent and hit them, knocking them down to the tent floor and then handcuffed them in a way that they couldn't move at all. Their bikini's were ripped off and they were dragged out onto the sand to lie there between the tent and the car.
They could see that both Mark and I were unconscious having been caught unawares and severely hammered, and they watched as we were dragged up to the car and then roped to one of the wheels, Mark to the front and myself to the rear. With us immobilised, the two men began to see to the two girls, pegging them out on the sand in such a position as if they were being crucified.
Now this is where it all began to become confusing for me, naked and roped to the wheel of the car I watched the drama unfold. Seeing the two girls spread-eagled on the sand, their legs wide open so that their sex was easily visible, did nothing for me. I'd seen Mark naked a hundred times too and thought nothing of it. But when I saw these two strangers stand between the girls open legs and drop their shorts, that's when things changed for me. I saw these men, not with beer guts or flabby flesh, but as fit looking as both myself and Mark. It was not their bodies really that caught my eye but the erections that they were both displaying. The sight of these two organs moving slightly as they swayed gave me an instant erection. Would they taste like mine that Diane had sucked I had wondered? My own cock hurt it was throbbing that much and almost begged to have mine sucked and began fantasising that I might get the chance to suck on those two to find out.
I drew my knees up so that Mark, tied to the other wheel couldn't see the state I was in. He might think that I was getting a vicarious thrill to see the two men now down on their knees as they pushed themselves into Tracey and Diane and begin to rape them. I gave out a sob that was not for seeing what was happening to the girls, but at the pain I was experiencing in my own throbbing organ.
When the men had finished having their pleasure with the girls, cooked themselves something to eat and started to drink the wine that they had found in the back of the car.
The sun was hot and beat down on Mark and myself tied to the car's wheels, but it was more uncomfortable for the girls lying pegged out there on the sand. The smaller of the two men finally got a bottle of water out of the car and gave us all a drink which was most definitely needed, and then came the crunch.
`Ready for a bit of the other Charlie?' Harry asked, his name becoming apparent as well.
Too right Harry,' he chuckled as he stood up, his cock rising up at the thought of more sex. Which wimp have you picked?'
At the word wimp, I trembled, for this was a word that he'd once cast at me and guessed that they were now talking about me and Mark and I didn't need to be clairvoyant to guess which one they were going to choose.
`Aw, I had first choice with the girls, you pick one.'
`Him,' Charlie said, pointing at me and I began to struggle with my bonds, not quite sure what was going to happen but had a good idea of what it might be, especially in the context of the girls being mentioned.
I was shaking when the two men came and stood looking down at me. I had a queer sensation in my bowels as I looked up at these two with their cocks sticking straight out from their crotch. I didn't see the hand that came and hit me alongside my head. Everything went black and then blurry as I thought I saw stars and had this enormous pounding in my ears and felt, rather than saw, myself being untied, one hand still tethered to the rope. I cried out as I was pulled from my sitting position, my limbs being cramped for not having moved in the last couple of hours.
`Now my pretty boy, you are going to suck on your friend's dick,' I heard the big one say as I was dragged across to where Mark was tied up. I heard him shout out and the sound of a slap and angry words being spoken above us as my hair was grasped and twisted that made my eyes water. I also got another clout alongside my ear and faintly heard the instructions that I was to suck on Mark's penis and make it erect or else.
My head was then thrust into Mark's groin and I smelt his real body odour for the first time. My hair was jerked back and then I saw in very close proximity, Mark's flaccid penis, before my head was forced even closer and I felt it touch my lips. I had no choice but to obey, but for some strange reason, I wanted to do it. Just using my lips and tongue, I managed to get the end up and then into my mouth and I again felt that stirring down in my own loins as I sucked and gathered the whole of that penis inside my mouth. My tongue worked round that soft piece of flesh and found that it was beginning to get bigger and as it did, my own penis started to rise. The other men nor Mark could see what was happening to me for I was on my knees and bent over Mark's thighs. I sucked as hard as I could, moving my head up and down as Diane had done to me and felt it change from just being a penis to a cock that was rising up to an erection. I felt an unreasoning surge of power that I was being able to bring that small piece of flesh in my mouth up into an organ that was really something to suck and chew on and be ultimately capable of fucking anyone. The joy and pleasure at doing this was short lived however for I received another blow to the head and was then dragged away from that lovely cock I'd been sucking. I was dragged out into the middle of the dunes by my hair with the rope still attached to one wrist.
I wasn't aware of exactly what was happening as my head was taken into a vice like clamp and my hips pulled up so that I was in a kneeling position. But soon found out when I felt a sharp pain and knew instantly that a cock had been stuck up my rear and was now fully inside me as I felt a pair of thighs come tight up against the cheeks of my bum. I tried to struggle but my head was held firm as were my hips as I felt this hard piece of flesh move in and out of me and I couldn't help but get an erection at what was being done to me.
In spite of the pain of the unexpected entry, I was enjoying the experience of having a man fuck me. I was almost drooling at the thought that this was what the girls had and they seemed to enjoy it and so I gave myself up to this new pleasure that I myself was now having.
I cried out when the man pulled out and my head was released and I fell to the sand to curl up into a ball. I know I gave out some sobs, but to the onlookers, it was a cry of pain and the humiliation of being raped by another man. But no, I was sobbing from the loss of pleasure I was being given and I'd curled up simply to hide the fact that I had such an erection I'd never before believed I was capable of having. Not only that, but I had actually come myself, sending it out onto the sand beneath me as I was being fucked.
When I was pulled up onto my knees again, I didn't fight them as the first man held my head for the second man, Charlie to take his turn in having me from the rear. The only difference was that he was more rougher and though I liked the entry into me, it was when Charlie got over enthusiastic in shafting me and he came fully out and it was when he rammed himself back inside, he caused a slight tear in my backside which made me really cry out. Mark was fighting his bonds as he watched me being raped but could do nothing but watch helplessly as Charlie held my hips as his tool went in and out. I didn't get an erection this time but still had the pleasure in spite of the pain and I was sure I felt the man come inside me as his hips were ground up tight to the cheeks of my bum with the final jerks.
I still fell to the sand when I was released before being dragged back and retied to the wheel and I felt the sand scratch and irritate the tear in my bum and so I could only sit there and sob.
It was agonising for the four of us tied up that we could smell steaks being cooked and have our mouths so dry that we couldn't salivate to even taste the aroma with our tongues that our noses could smell. It was only as the sun was going down and we could feel the rawness of our skins that one of the men set the girls free and made Tracey cook something for Mark and myself as well as her and Diane. She deemed it wise to only give Mark and I scrambled egg for the moisture and after having Diane taken into the tent out of the sun, she cooked and then hand fed us two tied up men. She also gave us as much water as we could drink and then saw to herself and Diane. She seemed oblivious to the fact she was doing all this naked as everybody was now without clothes and it somehow seemed quite natural.
When she learned that Mark and I were to remain tied up all night, she begged and got blankets and covered us both up as best she could before she was taken into the tent and shackled again to Diane.
Keep your chin up Timothy,' Mark whispered in the darkness as we could hear that the two other men were again taking their pleasure from the girls again in the tent. Tracey must have some plan otherwise she wouldn't have let Diane do the cooking. She needed to get their trust so she must be thinking ahead. Just hang in there.'
I could only grunt, not wanting to speak in case I broke down and told Mark exactly what I was feeling or thinking right then. I was actually reliving the experience of having Mark's penis in my mouth and wanting to do it again. Then that unexpected one of having the two men stick their cocks up inside me and to experience the pain and joy that it had brought me. It seemed to be a far better experience being used as a woman than having one myself. It was only the rough second entry of Charlie that had spoiled it for me, though it was still a marvellous sensation of being used in this way that I wouldn't mind having repeated.