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Chapter 8
James slowly opened his eyes as the light from the window stirred him awake. He reluctantly peeled his tired eyelids open towards the blinding light. Confusion and slight panic coursed through his body. His body felt cold. Goosebumps littered across his skin. His eyes adjusted and looked towards the sudden sound of a crashing wave coming through the large open sliding door. He could feel the sea breeze coursing over his body. He struggled to lift his eyes looking up at the rhythmic swirling of the wooden overhead fan, nestled in the wooden roof. The room he was in looked overly neat, with two suitcases lying on luggage racks. He felt movement to his side. Startled, his head tortuously turned as fast as he could towards the sound to see Brad sitting up in bed adjacent to him, scrolling through his phone. James realised he was laying face down naked against crisp white sheets. He felt unusually groggy. He tried to recall what had happened in the hours prior but failed. Slightly rolling over he tried to sit up, only to collapse down with his muscles protesting against their use. He landed on his side, with his head resting on Brad's thigh, who gently stroked his hair.
"Morning, sleep well?" Brad asked, unusually cheery and warm towards him. He put down his phone and with both hands slowly massaged James' scalp.
"Where am I?" James asked in a slow, monotonous tone, struggling to even form a sentence. He tried moving his head out of the light grip but felt weakened.
Brad looked down at James with an amused expression. "You must have had more to drink last night than I realised."
Brad reached over and began to cup and massage James' ass. His growing cock hungry for the tempting bounty before him. As the cock grew it began to hit James in the face, smearing precum across his lips.
James tried to think of where they were or how he got here. He had no memory of the event.
Brad gently laid James' head on the mattress and shifted down. As James lay facing down he roughly rubbed his stubble slowly across and down his back - something he had discovered drove him wild. He continued down until he was at the pert mounds and delicately separated them. Unable to stand the growing frenzy any further his tongue dove into the waiting hole before him. He began to greedily devour in and out of the anus. His hands held James' buttocks spread wide and apart as he licked and nibbled on and around the hole.
James groaned at the pleasurable sensation.
Brad continued to slurp and lick at the hole and had to fight the temptation to slam his long cock to its base into the hole. He slowly added one finger inside, curling up to rub James' prostate. Repeating the motion he slowly rocked his finger back and forth. He could feel James slowly ease his ass back to meet his fingers thrusts.
"Is that important right now?" Brad replied, intent on getting James in the mood so his ass would give his cock a warm massage. He moved and with one hand guided his erect penis directly at the inviting hole. With a gentle nudge Brad slipped the head through the tight entrance and sighed content at the feeling.
James groaned slowly as he felt Brad's cock gradually inch its way forward up his ass. He wondered why he was being so gentle. The large cock stopped and he could feel Brad lying on top of him with him face down. After pausing for some time Brad sensed his lover was relaxed and accustomed to his invading dick. Slowly, the cock withdrew almost completely only to be reinserted at a similar pace. James sighed and rolled his head as he felt Brad's penis slide in and out of his hole. He loved the sensation of having the man's entire weight on his back, his breath in his ear, his heat and closeness, like an intimate tight hug.
Brad eased his cock out, but kept the head inside. He kneeled as he flipped one of James' legs over his head. He pushed back forward into the hole with James now lying on his back with his legs in the air, supported by Brad's shoulders. As he leaned in his passionately kissed James as he fucked more forcefully in and out. James felt small bites as Brad playfully nipped along his lips and tongue.
James locked eyes with Brad. He could feel and sense the love Brad had for him as he increased the depth and speed of his fucking.
He watched as Brad's face inched closer, kissing him again whilst rocking his cock back and forth into the hole. James could tell Brad was close. James could feel his flaccid cock being stroked by Brad, who broke his embrace and asked, "what's wrong, not in the mood?"
James wanted to reassure him he was. With recovering strength he raised his hand against Brad's chest in an effort to stop his thrusts. "Where?"
"Baby, we're on our honeymoon and I need to shoot, I promise I'll finish you off after" Brad replied as he interwove his fingers with James' raised hand and rested it down on the bed.
Unbearable pain made James wince and cry out. He was confused at his reply and why he suddenly felt pain when nothing Brad was doing had changed. Brad's fucking resumed, but felt different. He watched as he slowly continued his gentle thrusting in and out. He continued to gently fuck James but for some reason the pain and sensation did not match, and felt like an intense rapid fuck.
James' face scrunched in a ball of pain. "I'm going slow, like you said to" Brad reassured him confused. Tipped over the edge, he continued his leisurely plunge into the hole. James nearly threw up as he felt his entire mouth being engulfed. Alarmed, and with increasing anxiety he could not figure out what was going on.
His eyes rapidly shot open. The air had a hot, stale, musk of body odour and sweat. A sea of bodies littered the area. Dim light reached out across the basement. The noise before him was awash with groans and chatter echoing through out the room.
Before him an erect penis, with waxed skin at the base, was pushing in and out of his mouth. Realising now what was making him feel like he was gagging, he tried to calm himself and his breathing. He was thankful he had not recently eaten. He tried raising his hands but realised they were bolted down to the wooded horse. Behind him a thick cock jackhammered at his hole, quickly alternating in tempo. He urgently wanted to ask for more lubricant to be applied to his tender hole. He reasoned like Noah, the student fucking him was likely an inexperienced virgin, not realising just how painful his thrusts were. Or, he simply didn't care how much torment he was causing.
The discomfort in his hole eased as the cock remained stationary, deep in his hole. He felt the dick rapidly exit leaving James to wince. His break was only short lived when he felt yet another blunt cock head press against his hole only to ram forward until it bottomed out causing him to cry out a muffled yell into the cock.
James' entire body ached, screaming out in protest at being locked on all fours, with his chest pinned flat against the bench. He had no idea how he had fallen asleep despite everything that was happening around him. He tried stretching his body as much as he could. His jaw was aching from being held open for so long.
He heard loud muttering from the boy fucking his mouth above him, "work my cock you lazy bitch, don't just lay there!"
The anonymous angry student continued to fuck James' mouth. He changed from resting his hands on his head to angrily gripping and pulling his hair with both hands. His thrusts in his mouth became more brutal as he slammed his dick into his mouth as hard as he could, where James' nose would collide into his pubic bone over and over, pushing him to the verge of vomiting.
The student whose cock was in his mouth suddenly stopped and withdrew. He saw his face for the first time as he knelt down and looked James in the eyes. He had brown eyes covered with glasses, acne across his face, framed by his damp dark brown hair. As he opened his mouth James could see the light reflect off his braces. "We were told we'd be getting a good cock sucker, so fucking suck and use your tongue, don't just drool on my dick, you lazy bitch" the teen hissed at James.
Slightly taken aback by the bluntness and his actions not matching how innocent he looked James felt guilty for sleeping. He realised in the recent days the combination of stress and lack of sleep meant a moment lying down, no matter how uncomfortable, meant he could nod off. He had to admit to himself, so far he had enjoyed the night, bar this one student. His body was uncomfortable restrained, his jaw rebelled at being spread open for so long and his hole felt like it would never close again. Yet, he loved being used. He loved the feeling of being wanted, desired, to be the one that could pleasure others.
James tried to redouble his efforts, synchronising the boys thrusts with light suction in and licking along the boys shaft as the cock darted in and out of his mouth. From porn and his other limited experience he knew he was meant to also use his hands and move his head back and forth, but his restrained body meant his head was restricted in movement. He felt like nothing more than a carnival game he once saw, where a clown had a permanent open mouth that balls were fed into for points, except this time he was being fed cock.
Fear of his nose being broken by the mouth fucking eased when the boys thrusts became less aggressive and the tension on his hair eased off. The student instead shoved his entire penis into his mouth and throat and remained stationary. James began to panic at the combination of not being able to breathe or swallow properly, more concerning was every time the the guy behind him fucked his head would move slightly forward making the sensation worse. James looked up with questioning, fearful eyes at the boy in front of him and saw sadistic grin on his face. He looked like he relished the power he had over James. Desperate, James looked at the boy with pleading eyes, silently begging him to release him. Seemingly satisfied the student almost withdrew his entire cock, allowing him to gasp for air.
For a brief moment James thought of biting down on the cock but quickly shelved the idea, fearful of what reprisals could come given the way he was restrained down.
Eager to avoid another choking, James maintained eye contact with the boy, doing his best to try and please him as he swirled his tongue along his frenulum, around the ridge of his glans and licked and sucked along the shaft. A load moan arose from above James and jets of hot liquid landed across his tongue and down into his throat.
With the cock withdrawn the boy once more knelt down and looked at James, "You're lucky you actually worked my cock towards the end and you got a nice reward. If you didn't I was either going to choke you on my dick, grab a paddle and whip your ass, or keep my dick all the way down your throat. Don't be a lazy cum dump."
James watched the boy disappear into the sea of people. He was quickly replaced by yet another hard dick at his lips. Sighing, James opened his mouth to accept the cock into his mouth, licking the head as it entered.
He was grateful he was concentrating on trying to give good head as the guy stretching his rear was completely withdrawing his penis, only to slam back in until he felt the boy's abdomen on his ass. Had he not been he may have involuntarily bit down on the dick in his mouth. James let out a hiss and whimpered around the cock in his mouth, doing his best to block out the pain in his ass. The strokes became erratic and it felt like the top was trying his best to fuck the side of his hole, rather than thrust forward.
The thrusting behind him rapidly picked up. He didn't know what was worse, the pain from the lack of lubricant, the inexperience of the top, or the boy's fingernails digging into the sides of his abdomen, gripping him tightly as he pummelled away.
James heard loud grunting behind him as the cock came to a rest completely buried in his ass, only to retreat a few moments later. Remembering the warning from the previous dick he sucked James throughout remembered to keep trying to please his fellow students as they selfishly fucked his mouth and throat. As he was feeling the cock leave his ass, he would be `rewarded' yet again with another load in his mouth. He wanted nothing more than to spit it out but was worried of what the men watching him would do, so struggled to begrudgingly swallow the cum.
James could hear and see on his periphery a boy approaching his front. He was surprised another dick was not already buried deep in his aching hole. He watched as a semi-hard penis came into his field of vision, as the boy bent at the waist to make eye contact with him.
"My friend was right, joining the swim team is amazing! I don't care much for the swimming, but that was the first time I've fucked someone, thank you! That is better than anything my hand could do" the unfamiliar boy excitedly exclaimed to James.
James didn't know what to say. Most of the guys tonight didn't talk to him. They used his holes, blew their load and allowed the next in line to have a go. He had the unpleasant experience with the previous cock he was blowing. Now, he had for the first time someone thanking and acknowledging him. It felt alien to him, though now that he thought of it, it seemed rude to just shoot cum up his ass or down his throat and leave.
"Um...no problem" James said, he struggled to talk realising just how dry his mouth had become and his desire for water.
"Sorry about Eric, he's a bit of a prick, but still my friend. He was the one using your mouth and giving you a hard time." James watched as Eric giggled at his own pun. "He's kind of mean. Once when we were horny we didn't want to jerk off anymore so he convinced me to try and let him fuck my ass. The tip barely went in before I had to stop. I don't know how you can take so many dicks so easily" the boy replied. "I'm Francis by the way."
James looked at the boy closer. He had brownish blonde hair with blue eyes and rosy red cheeks. He found him cute. He didn't think he attended Ravenwood Academy as he couldn't recognise him. He was about to reply with his name, but remembered the reason he was wearing the small mask was so people couldn't recognise him, giving out his name wouldn't be a wise decision.
"Anyway, I've been watching you getting it from both ends. It looks kind of fun, but I don't think I'd enjoy it like you do. It must feel pretty good for you to just lie there and take it. Fuck, I've never felt
that warm a feeling grip my dick ever before, I can't go back to jerking off. The slapping sounds and the way I can just grip and fuck a silky hole feels incredible."
James nearly jumped surprised, distracted due to Francis gushing at how it felt to fuck him, when he felt a cold jelly substance being applied around his hole. He felt a small object being gently inserted into his ass, with cold liquid shooting up into it.
"Oh, that's your team mate? Looks like he's squirting more lube up your ass. I'm glad I got a go before more was put in, it kind of feels great with only a little lube to be honest, I think because of the extra friction."
James wanted to tell Francis the lack of lubricant hurt his hole and made things unpleasant to put it mildly. He watched as the more he spoke of fucking James, the more excited he got, with Francis' dick once more became fully erect and leaking.
"Hmm...you're meant to have a break now...but, can I use his mouth real quick?" Francis said, initially talking to James but then talking to someone behind him. James figured as he was the whose mouth was about to be used he should at least get a say in the matter, not someone else.
"Alright quick, but you don't have long" James heard Brad to his side replying to Francis.
Not wanting Brad to reconsider James watched as Francis used one hand to guide his dick to his lips and the other to cup behind his head. Once more he opened his mouth and tried to make Francis cum. He could taste remnants of cum, lube and his ass on the dick as he tried to worship it. It didn't take much as the overly eager, inexperienced boy shot a surprisingly large amount on James tongue and face.
Francis leant down once more and kissed James on the cheek, "thanks again, I hope I get another turn at either end once the other guys get a go...sorry I'd kiss you on the lips but I don't want to taste cum." James watched as one more countless cock disappeared into the waiting crowd.
James could feel the tension in each bond holding his arms and legs down release. He felt hands pry him away from the flat bench. In the next moment he could feel his body resting face down over who he assumed to be Brad's shoulder. He watched the muscular ass flexed and bended as it walked.
Noah was thankful no one could see his face. He was determined not to scream or beg. There was enough noise outside, that no one could hear his whimpering, rapid panting, tears and mumbling through the thin plywood. He felt he was on the verge of hyperventilating.
The coach taking his virginity in public was painful. Yet, there were enough distractions around him, mixed with the fear, excitement and adrenaline that he concluded that was surely the reason that experience wasn't as painful as it was now. It also helped he enjoyed being fucked despite how unskilled he was. Unlike now, where the person fucking him would seemingly deliberately try and make the experience as unpleasant as possible. He was always self-conscious about his appearance. When he found out James had lost his virginity he felt left out, trailing behind wondering when it would happen for him, if ever. Feelings of inadequacies swirled in his head thinking that his friend was better than him in all regards. Tonight, when he was told he too would be wanted sexually like James he become excited. The jockstrap and face mask made him feel alluring and risque. He knew he was inexperienced but relished the chance to be used and wanted. This top, unlike the others, seemed to be determined to make the fuck as nasty as possible.
Inside the small room he was strapped down on his back. It was semi-dark, with light peaking through the hole were the bottom half of his body exited. His legs were spread wide and pinned to the outside wall in front of him. His balls were stretched to their limit and placed to the side.
He didn't know who was fucking him but he wished they would ease off. It felt like the person was doing the fucking for revenge rather than pleasure. The person fucking him would alternate what they would do. Sometimes each thrust would be a slow tortuous push in, only for the cock to be completely withdrawn and roughly shoved back in all the way, as though they wanted to rip his hole. Other times they would fuck him rapidly, but pinch his thighs, bite his calf muscles hard, and other times flick and smack his tightly bound and exposed balls.
After what felt like hours the dick withdrew. In its place he felt the tip of another large mushroom head cock press forward. Grimacing and expecting more pain, Noah felt the cock slide partially in, only to stop. He felt cold liquid running down his crack and the cock easing back in. Although still sore and unpleasant he found if he calmed his breathing the fuck wasn't as painful. It helped that the new boy wasn't biting, pinching and hitting him.
Noah was startled as the small dome roof his head was under was unveiled. With his forehead strapped down his view was constricted to that of the dirty basement ceiling. His eyes darted around trying to figure out who had lifted the cover and why.
"Enjoy the fuck?" Dale said above Noah as his insufferable smug face came into view.
Anger welled up inside Noah. If he wasn't restrained down he would punch the student. It was overwhelming for him to be fucked in public, but then have Dale make the experience now even worse was unnecessarily cruel and vindictive.
"You didn't have to be so god damn rough, you asshole!" Noah shouted at Dale, at times his voice cracked due to anonymous cock in his ass, slowly ramming in and out on the opposite side of the wall.
"Yeah, I did. Thanks to you I now have to play fag' with you and James at Eldritch's event'. The coach ripped me a new asshole for just getting caught chasing you, but he also found my home video I made fucking your fellow fag boyfriend. I thought I'd repay the favour, it's the least I can do. Do you know how much fun it is to have to listen to the principal, coach and Eldritch decide what fucked up sexual shit I have to do? I'm not like you, I enjoy fucking, not being fucked."
Noah watched as Dale bent down and picked up a sealed water bottle and begun waving it in front of his face. "Thirsty?"
The wooden booth Noah was in was hot. He had been sweating not just due to the heat but the pain of being fucked. He figured this wouldn't be ending any time soon. Fear had also made his mouth run dry. He wanted nothing more than to stoically tell Dale to fuck off, he didn't need it. But he'd be lying.
Swallowing his pride, Noah reluctantly replied, "yes...please."
A large grin spread across Dale's face. Noah saw his facial expression and wished he had said nothing at all. He watched as Dale slowly opened the cap took a small swig to drink and emptied the rest on the floor. Splashes of water from the draining bottle hit Noah's face, taunting him.
"What is your fucking problem? You chased me. You filmed you and Sebastian fucking James, not me. It's not my fault!"
The look Dale gave Noah made his skin crawl. He wished he'd said nothing at all. Slowly, he watched as Dale opened his mouth, "you know what you can do to make it up to me? Seeing as though I'm such an asshole, how about you get more familiar with what one looks and tastes like."
With a loud crank, Noah watched as Dale adjusted a lever and felt his head lean back. He watched as Noah began to lower his ass so it was hovering over Noah's face. "I watched you do this to your friend, do a good job and it might make me less angry."
Noah tried to turn his face against the leather strap. The last thing he wanted to do was give Dale any form of pleasure. He was rapidly hating the boy. As the anus touched his nose and lips he remained steadfast, keeping his lips tightly closed. "Lick, you cunt!" Dale hollered above him.
Still refusing Noah kept his lips sealed. He watched as an unnervingly calm Dale stood and faced him again. He reached up to a small shelf and picked up a small objects attached to a thick cord. Silently, Dale snaked his hand through the gap that separated his head from his torso. Noah screamed out as he felt his nipple being violently pinched and squeezed until he begged Dale to stop. Taking the opportunity from the screaming, Dale quickly worked shoving the objects at the back of Noah's teeth. It felt like firm rubber. Alarmingly, Noah was unable to close his mouth.
"Know what they are, cocksucker? They're something dentists use, they're called a mouth prop. Know what's great about them? They keep your mouth open, try closing it now."
Noah's mouth was held open despite his best efforts to chomp down or try and spit them out, it didn't feel overly painful but was worried what Dale would do next.
Dale roughly grabbed Noah's head and rammed his hard cock inside his open mouth. He thrust completely in until Noah's nose would hit his small patch of pubic hair and kept it there until he felt the boy gagging repeatedly then withdrew. He repeated the process over and over. He smiled at the look of discomfort on Noah's face, the tears in his eyes and snot across his nose. He loved the power he held over him. He knew he had to be quick, once Brad was finished with giving James a rest he'd soon come for Noah.
With having Noah's throat and mouth massage his cock he knew he was close. He fucked his open mouth rapidly until volley's of cum shot from his dick across Noah's tongue.
"You mentioned you were thirsty, right?" Dale asked Noah. Confused and recovering from the throat fucking Noah tried mumbling an incoherent sentence when he felt warm, rancid liquid gush from Dale's penis, which rested in his mouth.
Noah, repulsed and angry, tried desperately to free his head. Some liquid split out of his mouth as he managed to spit some out or splutter it away, nauseatingly most went down his throat.
"Next time, I tell you to do something, do it. By the way we're not close to even from the bullshit you're going to put me through" Dale said to Noah as he looked down at the boy who looked akin to a drowned rat. "See you around."
Noah lay in disbelief he watched as another student approached him no doubt to either repeat the process or have his dick sucked. He didn't even realise his ass wasn't being fucked.
"What the fuck happened to you?" Brad asked Noah, concerned by his dishevelled appearance.