Cabins Scallies and Gay Sex

By Aaron Swanson

Published on Nov 18, 2007

Gay

More non-consensual gay teen sex coming up so be warned!

Cabin, scallies and gay sex Part 2:

The rest of the night passed by slowly but nothing more happened. Very early in the morning I think I heard John stumbling back to his cabin but I couldn't be sure, since I'd been hearing things all night. Dan had remained oblivious, sleeping like a baby the whole time, but I was scared. The next morning, we didn't leave the room until the teachers came knocking. As we headed over to some ruined building to take notes, I glanced at John. He looked exhausted and very subdued. That cockiness had vanished and he slumped a little. He was walking awkwardly, which I could only assume was because of how sore his ass must be. He wouldn't so much as look at the gay guys, who were in high spirits. I stuck with Dan.

The day flew by, because I was dreading being left alone that night. Adam kept looking at me, and not in a normal way. He'd scan me, from feet to face, as if eyeing up a lobster in a fancy restaurant. I was getting desperate.

We had lunch in a little country pub, and I waited until Adam slipped from his seat and went to the toilet. Then I followed him.

I stood beside him and unzipped, making sure not to take a peek at his cock. I started awkwardly, "Look Adam, about yesterday, I didn't know..." "Sure you did. You had them gang-bang me, you fucking piece of shit!" "Honest mate, I.." "Don't call me mate! I didn't see you helping anyway, you were too busy shoving your cock in my mouth." He leaned across and peered down at my cock and I felt embarrassed. "John's bound to tell people what happened." "Like shit he is," Adam snorted. "He fucked me, I fucked him. He fucked me first. And besides, when we get back to school, who's going to look worse? At least they know I take it up the arse. Johnny-boy will get the shit kicked out of him." "Ok, so you're even. Can't we just let it go now?" "Nah." "Please!" I was angry that I sounded so desperate. Adam fixed me with a cool stare that made my cock twitch. "I am bumming you senseless tonight, Steve. So shut up and lube up."

He zipped his fly up and went to leave. I called after him, "This wouldn't have happened if you'd left Dan alone." He turned back to me. "That was the best head he'll ever get. It's probably the only head he's ever had!" "I don't like you faggots eyeing him up all the time!" I nearly shouted. "He's fit," Adam said with a shrug. "And innocent. Gives him a sort of twink appeal." "Please just leave me alone." "After I get a shag." With that, he was gone and I felt sick.

I thought about speaking to John, but then thought better of it. He'd probably deal with it better if he thought no-one had seen him getting used as a fuck-toy. I was laready coming up with a plan for that night anyway,

As soon as Dan fell asleep (becuase Matt and Dave were in the other cabin as usual) I clmabered into some baggy combat trousers and a faded khaki hoodie, then I slipped outside. If I had to walk the streets of Windermere all night, or even hide in the fucking woods, thats what I'd do, to stop me from being raped. Someone had been watching the door though because in a couple of minutes, I could hear people chasing me. The road from the holiday village was dimly lit, and had no pavement, with a wall to one side, and some woodland to the other side. I dodged into the woodland, hoping my camoflauge idea would work. Most of them hurried past, but some clever bastard started coming into the woods to check for me. I started creeping away from him as best I could. I lost track of time trying not to snap a twig or crunch a leaf, losing all sense of direction. All I focussed on was getting further from the guy in the woods. Finally I saw a clear strip of forest floor that I could run across and burst into a sprint. I almost knocked Chris over. I'd ran out into the fucking road!

They pushed me back into the trees. I didn't try screaming, there was nobody around, and they'd only gag me. I still had time to reason. Chris pushed me up against a tree and I didn't like the way he cupped my chest muscles as he did it. People had hold of my wrists to stop me punching anybody but when I heard the click I realised someone had handcuffs. I had a moment to think, "Where the hell did they get handcuffs from?" before someone jerked me trousers down. I'd gone commando, and someones head sank straight down on me.They were kneeling on my feet, and with Chris holding me in place, all I could do was stand there. "Get him nice and hard Dave," he murmured. I couldn't see Adam, I guess he was the guy with the handcuffs.

The chase had my adrenaline going and the capture had only heightened the eroticism of the moment. Add to that the fact that Dave gave as good a blowjob as Adam and I was soon rock-hard. "Please," I moaned. "I'll do anything..." Chris laughed. "Yeah, you're going to do anything anyway, straight boy." It was hard to concentrate with Daves head bobbing up and down on me, but I managed to gasp, "I can get you someone else." Chris looked interested. "Someone else?" "Dan." "Why can't we just fuck you now, then go back and fuck him?" "Because Dan hasn't done anything wrong and if you rape him, he WILL go to the police." Dave had even pulled off my cock now, and I realised I had them all listening. I pressed on. "You all want Dan more than me. Well if you let me go, I'll give him to you. It's the only way you'll ever get a piece of him. A proper piece."

There was a loooong pause, and I could hear my heart pounding. Then after checking with everyone, Chris nodded. "Alright, it's a deal. You sell your friend out and you won't get fucked." They untied me and went back to the cabin, but I stayed where I was for a while. I'd been so desperate and frightened I would have said anything. But now I realised what I'd done. And as much as I hated myself for it, I knew I'd go through with it. If it meant keeping my ass intact, I'd hand poor Dan over to the gay predators I'd been trapped with.

When I finally made it back to the cabin I saw something that made my stomach turn. The door to the gay cabin opened, and I ducked into a hedge. Chris stepped outside shirtless, and soon, someone else staggered outside too. Chris grabbed the person by the back of the head and kissed them long and hard, before sending them sprawling with a shove. Then he went back in and shut the door. I saw the victim get to their feet and hurry back. With a shock I realised who it was. They had only gotten a taste of me, and had to wait for Dan. But gay or not, they were still horny teens, and they wanted meat. So they'd snatched John from his bed again. I could only imagine the despair in the scally as he was gang-raped for a second night. An experience I was about to trick my best friend into....

Next: Chapter 3


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