WARNING: The following story is purely fiction and fantasy and has neither relevance nor connection to real world activities. Any similarity perceived in real life is purely coincidental. Due to the sexual content, do not continue to read this story if you are under the legal age of your state or country and/or you find male-to-male sexual material offensive.
Tim's Senior Year—Chapter 11 By: The Edyter
The next Sunday, Wesley Bourne, Tim's 15-year-old nemesis at church, was waiting for him as he pulled into the parking lot of the church. He was deliberately late, hoping that Wesley would be in church with his parents already, but he was not so lucky.
"Hey there, buddy," Wesley said as he walked up to the car while Tim was getting out. "Follow me."
"I'm not your buddy." Tim said defiantly as he reluctantly followed the boy into the building.
Tim wanted to punch the freshman's lights out and beat the crap out of him, but as long as he had the video, there was nothing he could do. He followed him into the narthex and then into the cry room. He looked at him quizzically. When the church was built several years ago, the supposedly sound proof cry room was built at the back of church where parents could take crying babies to calm them down, but still hear the service through the speakers installed in the ceiling and observe it through the one-way mirror installed in front of the room without disrupting others in the main sanctuary. It was later learned that the room wasn't as sound proof as originally designed, because some crying babies could still be heard and service was disrupted to those parishioners seated in the back few rows of the church. Consequently, a nursery was set up in the education wing where infants and toddlers could be taken and the parents could attend church without them. Therefore, this room was very seldom used, if ever, and it remained unoccupied during the service.
Worship had already begun and Tim could see his dad conducting the service.
"Take off your clothes," Wesley ordered.
Tim looked at Wesley as if he'd lost his mind.
"I'm not taking my clothes off here in church," he said emphatically, almost too loudly that one little old lady in the back pew looked around.
Wesley smiled wickedly as he walked over to a set of locked cabinets in the back of the room and retrieved a key hidden on top of the door molding. He unlocked the cabinet doors and opened them. All of the audio and visual equipment that controlled the projectors in the main sanctuary which displayed the daily announcements and song selections was installed in those cabinets. There were two monitors, labeled channel "A" and channel "B". The monitor for channel A was displaying the reading for the day which was currently being broadcast on the two large screens mounted in the front of the church. To Tim's horror, the channel "B" monitor, which was the backup monitor in the event of a failure, was displaying the video of him and Sol sucking each other's dicks. He looked at Wesley totally horrorstruck.
"If I accidentally select this monitor here as the primary monitor, that video will be shown to everyone out there in the congregation," Wesley said ruthlessly. "So if you're not naked in the next 90 seconds, that monitor goes live."
Tim looked at Wesley totally appalled and immediately took off his suit coat, tie and shirt. He slipped off his dress shoes as he opened his pants and pushed them down to the floor. He stepped out of his suit pants, pulled off his socks and then pushed his briefs down to his ankles. He looked up at Wesley as he stepped out of his underwear and cupped his hands in front of his dick.
Wesley walked over to him, slapped his hands away and started stroking Tim's flaccid dick. He looked at the naked senior.
"Get it hard," he ordered.
Tim grabbed his dick and started to wank. His face burned red from embarrassment as he jacked off there in the middle of church while his dad was less than 50 feet away, preaching to his congregation. Luckily, no one could see inside the room through the one-way mirror and it took awhile before his cock got hard.
Wesley opened his pants and pushed is trousers and underwear down to his knees.
"Get over here and suck my dick," he ordered.
Tim did not hesitate and quickly knelt down in front of the freshman, took the hard prick into his mouth and started to deep throat it. For the remainder of the service, Tim serviced Wesley's dick and rimmed his ass and was told to keep his own dick hard and finger his asshole to open up his butthole so Wesley could fuck him after the service.
When worship was over, Wesley pulled up his pants and underwear, told Tim to put on his shirt, pants and shoes and follow him into one of the empty classrooms in a deserted wing of the education building. As soon as they walked into the classroom, Tim was told to strip naked again, as Wesley removed his clothes, put Tim on his hands and knees and shoved his dick up Tim's butt.
While the two were fucking, Lay Director Stanly Jones happened to walk by and heard the commotion. He silently opened the door slightly and looked inside. He saw Wesley fucking Tim and smiled as he heard them both moaning. He watched Wesley pummel Tim's ass for quite some time before Wesley shot his load straight up Tim's shit chute. He quickly closed the door and hid in the bathroom when Wesley pulled his deflating cock out of Tim's hole.
Once Wesley had recovered from his orgasm, he quickly dressed and walked out of the classroom. He grabbed the copy of the video off the channel B monitor and went home. As soon as the Director saw Wesley leave, he walked into the class room. Tim had pulled on his shirt and pants and was startled when the Director walked into the room. Stan walked over to the 18-year-old, pulled off the boy's shirt, opened his pants and pushed them to the floor. He told Tim to step out of them. Tim was now naked once again.
He grabbed the boy's cock and stroked it. He inserted a finger up the teenager's asshole and started rubbing his prostate. Tim's dick immediately responded, got hard and started leaking precum.
For an extended period of time, Director Jones expertly kept Tim on edge, jacking the teenager's cock and stimulating his prostate. Frequently, Tim would moan and announce he was about to cum and the Director would slow down and delay his orgasm by pinching and tweaking the teenager's tits. Finally, when Tim could hold out no longer, he arched his back and shot a volley of cum about 7 foot in front of him. Stan stroked the boy's cock again and he shot another volley, this time over 8 feet away. The Director continued to stroke the boy's cock until he'd shot 5 ropes of cum and his dick started to deflate. Tim breathed heavily as he collapsed on the floor, waiting for his orgasm to subside.
The Lay Director left the room. Tim laid on the floor until his breathing normaled up and then pulled on his shirt and pants once again; he went back to the cry room and gathered the rest of his clothes and went home.
The three sophomores did not pester Tim and Sol the first three days of the week. However on Thursday, Randy texted them both and told them to come to Lonnie's house Saturday night and plan to spend the night. It was now to the point that whenever Randy texted either of the boys, he always texted a picture of them in a compromising position and then always followed it with text. The message indicated they would be picked up at 7:00 pm.
On Saturday night, Randy pulled into Tim's driveway right at 7:00 and honked the horn. Tim got into the front seat of the car and said nothing as they drove to Lonnie's house. Philip picked up Sol at the same time and drove him out to Lonnie's house also. The two sophomores pulled into Lonnie's driveway about the same time.
Lonnie's parents had left the previous day for a one-week business tour, scheduled to return the following Sunday. When both Tim and Sol were ushered into the den, Rick Taylor and Lonnie were seated on the couch watching a basketball game. Lonnie looked up when the two senior boys entered the room. Randy walked over to the wet bar and pulled out two beers. He gave one to Philip as he popped the top on his own beer.
"So nice you could join us," Lonnie said sarcastically.
He picked up his opened beer and took a sip. Tim and Sol stood there awkwardly, not knowing what was expected of them.
"How rude of me," Lonnie said, "for not offering you a drink."
He told Randy to give his guests the energy drinks that were in the wet bar refrigerator. Randy grabbed two bottles and threw them at the boys. Both seniors caught a bottle, opened it and quickly downed them as Philip walked over to a chair and sat down. Lonnie looked over at Tim and Sol.
"From now on, whenever we are together, you two are to be naked." He said. "So get your fucking clothes off."
The two momentarily glanced at each other and then started removing their clothes. When they were naked, they each stood there with their hands cupped in front of their genitals.
"In the future," Lonnie said, "whenever you enter any one of our houses, you immediately strip down as soon as you enter the door and stand with your hands locked behind your head and your legs spread shoulder width apart so that your body is on full display. If you fail to do that, you will be punished."
The two looked at each other for a moment and then put their hands behind their head and spread their feet. Their faces burned red with humiliation as they stood naked before these four 10th grade boys.
Randy went over and sat down on the sofa and Lonnie left the room and went upstairs. A few moments later, he walked back into the room carrying a large cardboard box. He deliberately set it down in front of Tim and Sol and opened it up. Both seniors gasped as they looked at the box's contents.
Handcuffs, paddles, tit clamps, dildos, butt plugs and shackles were in the box. Lonnie pulled out two butt plugs. One of the plugs was the purple one Tim previously had up his ass. The other one was black and it looked to be considerably larger.
The two seniors were pulled to the middle of the room and told to get down on their hands and knees. Lonnie stood in front of them and held up the two butt plugs.
"Tim has had this purple plug up his ass already," Lonnie said as he held the plug up. "But I don't think that Sol has had anything up his butt."
He looked at Sol directly.
"But that's going to change right now." He said.
Sol gasped as he heard the news and cringed at the thought of something shoved up his butt. Lonnie took out some lube and generously lubed up the purple plug. He stood behind Sol and started shoving it up the boy's asshole. Sol howled the whole time the plug was stretching his anal ring until it was in place and his sphincter shrunk around the smaller recessed end of the plug. A tear dripped down his cheek as he experienced the pain of the plug's insertion.
Lonnie then lubed up the black plug, walked behind Tim and shoved it up Tim's asshole. Tim yelped as the plug entered his rectum, stretching his asshole around the large cone before gripping tightly around the plug's recessed center. This plug was considerably larger than the one he had up his butt before and he also experienced some pain when it entered his butt hole.
A few moments later, both boys felt the vibrations in their ass holes as the vibrators were activated in their plugs. Tim knew what to expect, because he'd had a plug up his ass before, but this was a totally new experience for Sol; he'd never had anything up his butt until now.
The two boys were told to stand up and once again spread their legs and put their hands on top of their heads. Lonnie pulled out two sets of tit clamps from the box. None of the senior boys had experienced tit clamps and both groaned as the clamps were applied to each of their nipples. Lonnie pulled out two 16 ounce weights and attached them to each one of the chains, causing the clamps to bite down on the boys' nipples. As the two stood there in the middle of the room fully on display, the plugs vibrated against their sensitive prostates and the weights pulled their tits down causing the alligator clips to bite down on their nipples.
Lonnie sat down on the sofa and the four boys turned their attention to the basketball game as Tim and Sol stood there with butt plugs vibrating up there butts and the clamps pinching their tits.
About twenty minutes later, the game was over. Lonnie looked over at the two. Their dicks were rock hard. He smiled, knowing the Viagra he had placed in the energy drinks was now working. Those cocks would remain hard for four to six hours. Randy too, looked over at the two boys, smiled knowing that Lonnie had laced the drinks with drugs. Lonnie walked over to Tim, grabbed the chain and pulled him over to the sofa by his tits. Tim groaned as the pressure on his nipples increased the pain. Lonnie sat down on the sofa and spread his legs. He pulled Tim down to his knees, told him to take out his cock and start sucking it.
Tim did as Lonnie had instructed; he stooped down, unzipped Lonnie's fly and pulled out the sophomore's cock. He opened his mouth and let the prick slide between his lips. Meanwhile, Randy had pulled Sol over to him and told Sol to suck his cock also. A few moments later, both Randy and Lonnie were having their dicks sucked by the two senior boys.
When the two sophomore boys' cocks were hard, they stood up and stripped out of their clothes. They pulled the two seniors back down and told them to continue to suck their cocks. Tim and Sol worked on the two sophomores' cocks for several minutes. When the sophomores were on the verge of orgasm, they pulled the boys' heads off their cocks and told him to suck their balls. For almost 30 minutes, Philip and Rick rubbed their dicks through their pants while Tim and Sol alternated sucking the other two sophomores' cocks and balls.
As soon as Randy and Lonnie blew their loads, Rick and Philip immediately stripped down and pushed their hard cocks into Tim and Sol's mouths. Randy and Lonnie pulled their underwear back on, but put the rest of their clothes on a chair in the corner of the room.
"Oh, by the way," Randy said as he got Tim and Sol's attention, "you two can blow your loads at any time, the only catch is that you can't touch your own cocks."
He grabbed his cell phone and set the vibrators on both butt plugs to `high'. Both boys moaned loudly at the increased stimulation to their prostates. Their hard dicks twitched and precum bubbled from their piss slits.
When Rick and Philip felt the urge to cum, they told the seniors to lick their balls so that they could prolong their blow jobs. It was about 25 minutes later when Rick blew a healthy load down Tim's throat and a few minutes later Philip blew his load down Sol's.
As soon as Rick pulled his deflated cock out of Tim's mouth, Tim started to moan loudly. A few moments later, the senior arched his back and thrust his hips forward, shooting six long ropes of cum out across the floor. His hard prick twitched for several minutes as he tried to force out the last few drops of jizz. He collapsed on the floor, breathing heavily after his intense orgasm.
Randy smiled wickedly as he watched Tim recuperate from his orgasm. A few minutes later, Sol started to moan loudly also. Like Tim, he too arched his back and started firing volleys of cum out onto the floor, his hard 8 inch cock bouncing after each rope of cum spurt from his piss slit.
Sol sat on his haunches as he panted and waited for his breathing to normal up. Lonnie reached over and pulled the tit clamps off of Tim while Philip removed Sol's tit clamps. Both sophomore boys rubbed the senior boys' tits and a very short time later, both boys were howling in pain as the blood rushed back into their nipples. All four sophomore boys laughed out loud as they watched the two seniors rub their nipples, trying to reduce the pain.
Randy walked over, grabbed his cell phone and turned the vibrators off. Both boys sighed in relief as the stimulation in their ass holes was eliminated. Their cocks, however lost very little rigidity and remained hard after their orgasms.
A few minutes later, Lonnie grabbed Sol and pulled him over to one of the armchairs. He sat down on the chair, scooched down and threw his legs up in the air.
"Do you know what rimming is?" He asked Sol.
Sol shook his head; he had no idea what Lonnie was talking about.
"It's licking someone's asshole," Lonnie instructed.
Sol gasped out loud; his eyes nearly bugged out of his head as he looked down at Lonnie's asshole.
"What!" He exclaimed.
"You heard me, Abryo," He chuckled, "it's licking someone's asshole. That's called rimming and you're going to rim my ass."
"I won't do that," Sol objected. "That's just plain disgusting."
Lonnie grabbed Sol's wrist and pulled him down on the floor. "Get your tongue down there and start licking that asshole."
Sol shook his head `no' and started to get up. Lonnie quickly sprang to his feet and grabbed the boy. Randy came over and grabbed Sol's other arm.
"I told you to get down there and lick my ass," Lonnie said. "There is no room for discussion."
Sol started to beg, saying that he could not do that. Randy had enough, grabbed Sol's head, put him in a headlock and dragged him over to the sofa. Sol fought to break free, but Randy continued to tighten his grip and soon had Sol bent over the back of the sofa. Lonnie had gone to the box and pulled out a flogger. He walked over to Sol, raised his hand and struck Sol's ass with it. Sol screamed as Lonnie struck his ass again.
"You tell me when you can start rimming my ass," Lonnie said as he struck Sol once again.
Sol took 27 lashes, before he succumbed and said that he would rim Lonnie's asshole. His butt was bright red, but his dick was still hard when Lonnie dropped the flogger. Once again, Lonnie walked over to the chair, sat down and raised his legs. Sol reluctantly walked over to the sophomore, knelt down and stuck out his tongue. He saw Lonnie's puckered hole wink at him. He forced himself to lower his tongue and start lapping at Lonnie's butt as he circled the tip of his tongue around the outer edge of Lonnie's anal ring several times and experienced no foul taste; Lonnie's butt appeared to be clean.
Lonnie pushed his butt cheeks closer to Sol's face. Sol licked the sophomore's hole again, flattening his tongue and started slurping on Lonnie's hole. Lonnie moaned as Sol pleasured his butthole. He loved to be rimmed, but he could find no girl that would do it.
Sol continued to lick the sophomore's asshole while Lonnie started to wiggle his butt and push it further into Sol's face. Lonnie squirmed around as his asshole was being eaten. His dick was rock hard and spewing precum.
"Lick inside my hole," he ordered. "Stick that tongue up my ass."
Sol reluctantly stiffened his tongue and tried to stick it up Lonnie's tight ass. He pushed and shoved and eventually worked it into the boy's asshole.
Randy grabbed Tim and brought him over to the sofa. He sat down, raised his legs and told Tim to rim his ass also. Tim had rimmed Randy's ass before and though he didn't want too, he reluctantly got down on his knees and started licking Randy's asshole also, knowing it would do no good to refuse.
Both Lonnie and Randy had the two senior boys rim their asses for well over 30 minutes. Their dicks were hard and leaking precum when the senior boys were told to start sucking the sophomores' hard cocks. Several minutes later, both sophomores blew a second load in Tim and Sol's mouths.
Tim and Sol's dicks were still hard as Rick and Philip sat side-by-side on the sofa, scrunched down and threw their legs up in the air. The two went to work on those two sophomore boys' ass holes as well and 25 minutes later, those two sophomores blew their loads down the seniors' mouths also.
All four sophomore boys put their underwear back on. They told Sol and Tim to get into a lazy 69 and suck each other's dicks. Randy picked up his cell phone and set the vibrators to `low'. With the stimulation of their prostates and them sucking each others' pricks, both boys' cocks started leaking precum profusely. On the verge of cumming, they both began to moan, but were told they couldn't cum until given permission.
Lonnie turned on the TV and found a movie that appealed to the other three sophomore boys. All four sophomores started watching the movie, frequently looking over at the action on the floor as Tim and Sol sucked each other's dicks.
When the movie ended 90 minutes later, the two senior boys were still sucking each other's cocks and ready to explode. Randy picked up his cell phone and turned off the vibrators. Both boys sighed as the stimulation was removed, but their dicks were still rock hard and ready to shoot at any time.
Philip and Randy were horny once again, so they stripped off and pulled Tim and Sol down onto their dicks. Tim and Sol sucked the two sophomore boys' cocks and balls, frequently rimming their asses before they blew their loads for the third time that night. Lonnie and Rick were now horny as they watched the two senior boys, so they too stripped down and had Tim and Sol service them well into the night.
Tim and Sol's dicks were still hard when Philip and Randy finally blew their loads. Randy grabbed his cell phone and turned off the vibrators.
"Keep those plugs in your assholes all night," he said, "but I want you to jack off at least two more times and cum in each other's faces. You're not to wipe it off your face and leave it on overnight. I want to see dried cum on both your faces tomorrow morning when I wake up."
He picked up a couple of books and propped his cell phone up against them, making a make-shift stand for his phone.
"I've set this to `record' so I can capture you two sucking each other's dicks and then cumming in each other's face." He said as he pointed to his phone. "If I don't have a video of you two doing that, I'll string you both up outside and flog your naked bodies until they're completely covered in welts."
Both boys' cringed at the thought of Randy's threatened punishment. Randy snickered to himself as he picked up Tim and Sol's clothes as well as his own and he and Philip went upstairs to join Lonnie and Rick, who were already asleep in the upstairs game room.
Tim and Sol, now alone in the downstairs den, looked at each other. Their dicks were still hard and wet. Tim verified the cell phone was set up properly and was recording and then he and Sol got into a casual 69 and gently suckled each others' dicks. It didn't take very long before they both were ready to shoot. They pulled their dicks out of each other's mouths and shot their loads onto each other's face, chest and hair. As directed, they left the cum on their bodies and a few minutes later, were in another lazy 69, sucking their still-hard cocks. This time it took much longer for them to cum and once again, they pulled their dicks out of their mouths and shot their loads onto each other's upper torsos. Tim turned off the recorder on Randy's phone and the two spooned together on the carpeted floor and fell asleep in each other's arms.
To be continued.
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