Seldon and the bald men -- Chapter 1 --SOON TO BE HUMILIATED.
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-Can you see what this bastard has just done? --Arthur Farrow asked.
-We can see it and even smell it --answered Laurie-. The smell of shit is undeniable.
I had just shat on Arthur's dick, but it was inevitable. It was the only thing I could think about so Arthur did not rape me, as he intended. We were on top of Eagles Hill, one of the hills in Rivers Park, facing Kandinsky Street. We were spending the evening there. I had arrived with them all unaware that I had been discovered and that their aim was to punish me.
We had been for five years a group of neonazis. We hated many people, mainly faggots, but also people of other nationalities. We were mad at them. We were seven. I am Seldon Llewellyn and was unemployed by then and was having a hard time and that's the reason that very day I had stolen some money from our association. I thought I had ended up undiscovered but they had caught me red-handed, though I didn't know, and that was the reason why Arthur Farrow had decided to punish me by raping me.
With him there were five more men. Next to him was Laurie Ridge. He was a soccer player. That week he had a cold, had even been in bed for some days and today he stank. There was also Sebastian Lane. He was the youngest one of us, almost twenty-five. He seemed to be the cleanest; he was even perfumed with cologne, and was apparently the sweetest one too. He worked in a bank. By him stood Nathan Carr, who possibly was the cruelest one of us all. He was a butcher and the oldest one, about 32. Then we had Benjamin Peabody, beardless and naïve. He was 26 but was still studying. It was ironic he studied medicine. He would heal many people one day but now he attacked and wounded other people. And last was Malcolm Hayes, with a stunningly rough appearance, the most macho of us all.
-I had to do it, Arthur, forgive me --but I could not continue.
-Sir Arthur, please. And now, you thief, you will call us all Sir Arthur, Sir Laurie, Sir Sebastian, Sir Nathan, Sir Benjamin and Sir Malcolm. And curiously when I told you we were going to rape you and I pulled down your pants, you had a boner. So you will be called Hardcock the rest of the evening. So what is your name, you bastard?
-My name is Hardcock, Sir Arthur --I instantly answered and added-. I am sorry for what I have just done but I was scared as hell at what you were doing, Sir, and it was the only thing I could think about to avoid being raped.
He then took his fingers in my shitted arse, apparently with no disgust, and stained them with some shit. Then he asked me.
-Do you know the fate this shit is gonna have now, Hardcock?
-I'm afraid I know, Sir Arthur --it was my terrified answer.
-Well --he went on, taking his shitted finger to my mouth. I knew what would happen to me inevitably and opened my mouth-. You have achieved your aim and now we are not going to rape you. You have given me a new idea and now you will have to suffer our humiliation.
And finally his shitted finger was inside my mouth and I had to swallow some of my own shit. That first taste of shit disgusted me a little but they all could see I went even harder in that moment and they started to laugh, saying I deserved to be called Hardcock.
-Do you want more shit, Hardcock? You seem to like it.
-I know I deserve being punished, Sir Arthur. So please give me some more shit to eat. It is the best I can do to make amends to you after what I have done.
He inserted his forefinger in my ass again and took a lot more shit and eventually approached it to my mouth again and I ate some more of my own crap.
-We all know our sweet Hardcock likes the taste of his own poop --Arthur said.
-Sir Arthur. I will never complain of your punishment. I know very well I have deserved it. Look, Sir, I have been one of you till a few hours ago and I know how you like humiliating faggots. I know it will be great fun for all of you if you keep on humiliating me as you have started to do. So now, and due to my own stupidity, I will be the victim. I only ask you please not to beat me. So, sir, can you please take more shit into my mouth?
-You have been one of us till a few hours ago, Seldon, I mean Hardcock; you were one of my best friends. Only for that reason, you will be humiliated, but not beaten. And I won't use the word faggot for you. I think you are starting to like gay sensations, or else I cannot understand why you are so hard. But I will call you Hardcock and say you are gay, not a faggot.
-Thank you, Sir Arthur. I cannot understand why I am so hard. Maybe it is true that I am feeling gay. But forgive me if I add, Sir, that I am noticing a sweet humiliator in you right now. Maybe you don't like a faggot saying you are sweet, Sir.
-Remember I won't call you faggot. And I don't mind you saying I am sweet --and suddenly he surprised me when before the others who could now beat him for that, he considerately approached his lips to mine and kissed me strongly.
-But Sir, my mouth is full of shit.
His response was kissing me affectionately. As I could, I saw none of the others protested and I thought they were as hard as I was. Arthur, Sir Arthur I will call him after now, ate my lips with lust, regardless of the aftertaste of shit I probably had in my mouth, and I kissed him too with devotion now. The fact that he had dared kiss me before all those thugs, the fact that he kept
on kissing me with all the shit I had in my mouth, all of this changed me forever, and at least I started admitting to myself I liked a man's lips on mine. In that moment I changed from a terrified man to a lustful man who really desired to be humiliated, even with gay things if possible.
-Thank you, Sir Arthur, thank you. Now I will even implore you to humiliate me all you want, Sir, not only because I feel I have deserved it but because I want to offer all of you this fun, Sir. I am glad my cock is still hard and still out so you all can see my transformation. I think after now I can enjoy being gay, Sir. I was really scared that you could rape me, but quite different it would be if you have my consent and fuck me, all of you, and have that fun.
-Are you seriously asking us to fuck you, Hardcock?
-I am asking you in earnest, Sir. I would only like you to be first. I am sorry my ass is still full of shit and I don't know how to wipe it. I don't like to stain your dicks with shit.
-If we all fucked you, Hardcock, I think none of us would mind staining our cocks with shit. But there is a way you can wipe your ass.
-Tell me, Sir.
-You can take your T-shirt off and wipe your arse with it.
-Yes, Sir. I will whenever you tell me, but that's not all I want to say, Sir. I would even like to suck all your dicks. I have never done but I would. You can all cum at least twice with me.
But in that moment Sir Arthur surprised me by saying.
-We have always been the best of friends, Seldon.
-Hardcock, Sir. Don't forget that my name today is Hardcock.
-Well, Hardcock. You have been humiliated for a while and now you will have a chance to leave us.
-But I don't want to leave you, Sir. I wanna keep on being Hardcock and remain here to be humiliated by all of you and give you some fun.
-Well, if you really want, you can. Now listen to me. First you will pull up your pants. Do it now, Hardcock.
And I did pull them up. He went on.
-Now, you will walk down the hill and you will step on Kandinsky Street. Then you can think things twice and if you want, you will be allowed to escape, to run away from these thugs who wish to humiliate you, using you as their sex toy and toilet. You will have to reach your house with a shitted ass, but well, that's inevitable and it is not my fault, unless you stop in a bar to wipe your ass. Then you can reach your house where I can assure you nobody will ever attack you. You only have to phone me tomorrow and return the money you have stolen and we will forever forget you. You will end up unharmed. Do you trust me, Seldon?
-Hardcock, Sir. Yes, I do trust you but I can assure you now I don't want to leave.
-Well, Hardcock. In case what you are saying is true and it is not fear that makes you say that, after stepping on Kandinsky Street, you can walk up the hill now and return to us. And now you know. You will be our toilet and sex toy for some hours. Now kiss me and get going.
Sir Arthur Farrow kissed me again, as if kissing a man in front of a lot of neonazis was the habitual thing. But I observed none of them complained by now. So I had to leave then and walk down the hill till I was in Kandinsky Street and escaped or returned.
Meanwhile something was happening on top of the hill that I did not know by then. Sir Arthur was talking.
-A sweet man, this Seldon. He's had a bad time and that's why he has stolen our money but I am glad I did not rape him at last. I hope now he reaches home and is safe forever from all of us.
-I have never been as hard as he was all the time --Sir Laurie broke in now-. I am not so sure that he will go home, Arthur. I think, unlikely as it seems, that he will return.
-Why did you let him escape, Arthur? --Sir Nathan then asked-. We could all have had the fun tonight of fucking. Well, he is a faggot, but it would have been good to let my penis in a hole tonight, even if it was a faggot's ass.
-He is a sweet man and has taken his short punishment and humiliation as a man. Please, Nathan. Do not use the word faggot for him.
-Well, I am afraid we have lost a good chance of having fun tonight --he added.
-You haven't lost that chance --and with a deep sigh he went on-. If it is a hole you want, you will have one tonight. You can fuck me, Nathan.
-What is it you are saying, Arthur --Sir Laurie asked him then with no harshness.
-I am gay, Laurie. I want all of you to finally know. I have always known that fact since I was 13
-Can I ask you then why on Earth you joined a group like ours? --Sir Laurie went on asking.
-You know I met you one day at a tennis match. We were talking and we became friends. Later you introduced me to your friends, all of them skinheads like you and well, I must admit I have always been a masochist, but a psychological masochist. All of you have hot bodies, but the one I have always preferred is precisely Seldon. I have many times wanked over all of you. I sometimes saw your dicks when you were pissing in the toilets and then when I returned home I wanked over the six of you. Besides I have always been a very dirty man. I have met many dirty men and eaten all kinds of excrements. That's why when Seldon shat on my dick; I almost went mad with arousal. I had the shit of the hottest man I have ever known on my dick and I knew well that when I was finally at home, I would wank with that shit and even eat it. That's why I thought of a pig humiliation for him.
-But... to be with us? --Sir Laurie insisted.
-I like you when you were saying stupid things about faggots. I felt humiliated and horny. That's why I never lost a chance of saying those things too. But every day I was aroused at your bodies and though I have sometimes though about leaving the gang, I never did. So, that's why I tell you that if Seldon does not return, you can have your fun with me. It will be either him or me, but I can swallow any excrement you want to throw into my stomach or give you any sexual fun you want. I will only ask you please not to beat me. I will do all you want.
-Interesting --Sir Laurie said-. And you are being really brave, Arthur. But I won't say it will be you yet. Let's look at Seldon. He's already in Kandinsky Street. Let's see now what he chooses to do.
They returned their gaze to me then. I was indeed on Kandinsky Street and was coming back. I had no hesitation and with a strong impulse I took the way back to return slowly up with them. After a few steps, Sir Laurie said to Sir Arthur.
-I told you he would come back. But look --and he pointed at me-. He's pulling down his pants. I think he wants us to know that despite all his former humiliation, he is still hard as a rock. I am afraid you will end up without your fun, Arthur.
-Oh, you great Seldon. I still cannot believe you are coming back, knowing what we want to do to you --Sir Arthur said.
But Sir Laurie talked again. I was very close to them then.
-He's pulling down his pants again. Look, he points at his arse now. He is taking one of his fingers inside, staining it with shit. My God, I can't believe it. He's taking some more shit to his mouth and eating it. He's clearly telling us he wants to be our toilet now.
-Oh, Seldon, why are you doing that? I would take your place. You are not gay. You won't enjoy. I hope you listen to me now. I am willing to do everything.
But ten seconds later I was already on the hill top and was addressing all of them but looking at Sir Arthur.
-Hardcock is back, dear sirs. He has returned in order to be your sex toy and toilet now. I have even thought about a lot of things, Sir Arthur, which if you happen not to mention, I will talk about later. So, have fun now for hours, sirs, your toilet is here.