The Humiliation Games

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The Humiliation Games

CHAPTER 13

PART 25

"And there we have it, Demons and Gentlemen. The first part of this year's games are complete!" Esteban announced to the applauding crowd. "Well done to Team Trauxity for the last humiliation of the games, and a well done to both teams for delivering some amusingly embarrassing moments for the poor, oblivious Plebiciles!"

The crowd applauded as a brief montage of the games' twelve human `volunteers' played across the large screen.

"Now for those of you joining us for the first time, allow me to explain what happens next!" Esteban continued. "As entertained as we have all been by the twelve humiliations, we're ultimately here to decide which team did it best. As always, the power is yours!"

The crowd were already muttering to each other, many of the attendees having attended previous games and aware of their role in what came next.

"That's right, it's time to start picking the best humiliations. To begin with, each team will have three of their humiliations chosen which will then be pitted against each other for the audience to decide which one was the best. We'll repeat this for their remaining three, then do the same for the other team, eventually leaving us with the two best humiliations for each team," Esteban explained.

"From there, we'll allow you to pick one of the remaining volunteers to enter a special bonus round, that will allow us to inflict a further humiliation, which will then go through with the others for the final vote to pick the grand winner of this year's games!" Esteban finished.

Esteban gave the audience and the competitors on stage a few moments to discuss, before gesturing for quiet.

"We'll be starting with Team Faularry, so bring up the wheel!" Esteban called out.

A wheel appeared on screen, split into six sections, each bearing a name of one of the six human volunteers Team Faularry had tortured. A few seconds later it started spinning. Esteban held for a few moments, building the anticipation before he called out, "STOP THE WHEEL!"

The wheel stopped with the pointed in the section marked `Ricardo Belmont'.

"First, we have Ricardo Belmont, so it is my pleasure to invite to the stage on behalf of Team Faularry, Master Ezekiel" Esteban announced, bowing away as the Head of House Faularry stepped forward.

"Ricardo had the pleasure of experiencing one of Lord Gokothon's nightmares-turned-reality as he found himself taking part on a hazing ritual to join the biker group he coveted. After being gradually stripped and paraded around town on his bike, eventually ending up riding fully nude, Ricardo found himself arriving at his workplace, a local coffee shop," Ezekiel explained.

"As the nightmare continued, Ricardo found himself forced to work his everyday job fully naked, while a stream of customers flowed in, customers who knew Ricardo well. Friends and family saw the poor unfortunate man stark naked and painfully aroused," Master Ezekiel paused as a recap of the moment played on screen, "And eventually, he experienced a pleasurable but humiliating orgasm in front of all the most important people in his life!"

The audience applauded once again as the moment played out, with Gokothon taking a bow for his work.

"Let's see who Ricardo's up against," Esteban called out as the wheel span once again. As it came to a stop, he announced, "Jackson Morris!"

As Jackson appeared on screen, Master Ezekiel began his next summary. "Jackson was the second human to experience the delights of Lord Tharukan of the Sinisterium. Jackson was caught pleasuring himself by one of his University housemates, which was only the beginning of his humiliation. After making the mistake of showing his housemates the submissive men he was masturbating to, they encouraged him to explore it himself.

"Allowing himself to be dominated and controlled by his two friends, Jackson had talked about exposing himself publicly, though he made the foolish mistake of not making clear the difference between fantasy and reality," Master Ezekiel smirked as the crowd remembered the humiliating scene as it played over on the screen. "As a result, Jackson's submission and humiliation was shared with most of his University!"

Applause followed for Tharukan, much of the audience already discussing how much the new demon had impressed at his first games.

"And last up before we vote, let's see who we've got," Esteban said as the wheel span once more. "Okay," he said as it stopped, "Facing off against Ricardo and Jackson, we have Shane Munton! Back to you Ezekiel."

"Thank you, Esteban!" Master Ezekiel nodded. "I'm sure Shane is still fresh in your memories, another ot Lord Tharukan's humiliations, but let's recap anyway. Shane had grown up chubby, ugly and unpopular before experiencing a `glow-up', as the Plebiciles call it, before starting University. Still oblivious to his own attractiveness, Shane discovered how desirable he was while on holiday with his new University friends!

"While out for the day on the beaches of Gran Canaria, Shane found himself gradually becoming the centre of attention. Finding himself stripped naked, he found he was not the subject of ridicule, but rather a popular attraction that the other beach-goers couldn't wait to get their hands on!" Master Ezekiel paused once again as some of the scene played out. "Having never been so much as touched before, Shane found himself experiencing his very first handjobs AND blowjobs out on the public beach, only to discover later that the girls who had pleasured him had, in fact, been his own male friends!"

"And there we are, everybody. Prepare to vote now. We ask you to consider which was the most humiliating and most entertaining of the three. Was it Ricardo's public hazing, Jackson's online submissiveness or Shane's naked beach party? Cast your votes now!"

VOTING OPTIONS AND RESULT

1. Ricardo Belmont – 57%

2. Jackson Morris – 14%

3. Shane Munton – 29%

PART 26

"Well, thank you for your votes everyone," Esteban said happily, "But let's keep this show rolling and move straight into the second half of Team Faularry's contestants. Please welcome back Master Ezekiel, who will be recapping us first with Warren Prince!"

Master Ezekiel took centre stage again as he started, "Warren Prince is a young, aspiring model who found himself facing what looked to be his big break thanks to the intervention of Lord Tharukan of the Sinisterium. Offered a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to model in a small, but high-profile show for famed design house Vestata Pecunia, Warren couldn't pass up such a wonderful opportunity!

"It was only upon his arrival at the show that Warren learned his runway walk would be a little more exposing than he expected. Unfortunately for him, as a young man with an extreme fetish for being looked at, walking the runway nude resulted in unwanted arousal that he was forced to maintain for the entirety of the show, ultimately culminating with a spectacular ejaculation on the catwalk."

"Now that's my kind of fashion show," Esteban sniggered as the final moment of Warren's humiliation replayed. "Next up, we have our very first volunteer for this year, Edward Craven!"

"The first competitor of the year, but also the last of Lord Tharukan's humiliations I have for your consideration was Edward Craven, an obnoxious real estate agent who found his life changed after being his usual unpleasant self at the gym one day," Master Ezekiel explained.

"After inflicting his terrible attitude on the wrong people at his gym, Edward found himself forced to humiliate and debase himself in front of his tormentors as well as the other gym-users who shared the disdain for the arrogant young man's behaviour," Ezekiel went on. "As a final bit of humiliation, Edward's affairs were made public while his social media profiles found themselves suspended when his humiliation was shared online!"

"Wonderful, that takes me back!" Esteban said with a smile as he watched the year's first volunteer on screen once again. "And that leaves us with the last competitor for Team Faularry, superstar Tyler Tate!"

"Ah yes, who could forget our celebrity contestant," Ezekiel said with a smile, "Renowned worldwide for his incredible music, spectacular shows and just being an all-round great guy, Tyler was on a high as he approached the final night of his sold-out world tour! Hoping to finish the night with a bang, he made arrangements for a daring aerial performance of one of his greatest hits!"

Ezekiel paused as he glanced at the screen to see the moment things had gone wrong for Tyler. "That's right," he said with a smirk, "Thanks to a series of unfortunate and unlikely events, orchestrated by Humiliation legend Lord Zorren Zorrenoskiwicz, Tyler found himself suspended naked in mid-air in front of the entire arena and a much wider world audience whilst a piece of malfunctioning equipment gradually stimulated him to orgasm. It's safe to say his final show of the tour was one that will always be remembered!"

"Wonderful, wonderful," Esteban said happily. "And once again a massive round of applause for all of Team Faularry and their delightfully twisted humiliations!"

The crowd cheered wildly for a few moments before dying down ahead of the nest vote.

"So who else will be going through to the final on behalf of Team Faularry?" Esteban asked. "Will it be Warren and his naked catwalk, will it be Edward's naked gym comeuppance, or will it be Tyler Tate's embarrassing naked aerial show? Please cast your votes now!"

VOTING OPTIONS AND RESULT

1. Warren Prince – 50%

2. Edward Craven – 17%

3. Tyler Tate –33%

PART 27

"And now on we go, moving swiftly to Team Trauxity," Esteban kept the show going. "Please welcome back, master Sebastian, Head of House Trauxity!"

Master Sebastian moved to centre stage, ready to offer up the recaps for his team's entries.

"Let's bring back the wheel and see who's up first!" Esteban requested.

The wheel appeared on-screen, this time showing the names of the six humans Team Trauxity had tormented. It began to spin until Esteban called for it to stop.

"Well then, first up, who remembers Roger Harrison?" Esteban said, then bowed out to let Sebastian take over.

Sebastian smiled as he started, "Ah yes, Roger Morrison, one of the three humans who learned from our wonderful Dave the Demon to be careful what you wish for! As a happy family man, Roger had a life most people would covet, but like all Plebiciles, Roger was victim to his own wants and desires. In his case, it was his love of voyeurism that led to his encounter with The Orb of Aliakhtifa!"

Sebastian paused as the screen showed Roger opening the box containing the magical trinket.

"Turned both invisible and intangible by the orb, Roger thought he had gained the ultimate tool to explore his voyeurism, but learned a little too late the drawback of the orb. Being intangible meant he was unable to deactivate and turn himself back. That was when his colleague, Aiden became involved," Sebastian continued. "Subject to the twisted will of his young co-worker, Roger was forced to pleasure himself for the young man's pleasure, but his humiliation did not end there. Aiden decided to end poor Roger's day by leaving him stranded naked in an elevator!"

The screen finished showing the final moment of the elevator door closing on the distraught naked man, causing cheers across the crowd.

"Thank you Sebastian, now it's back to the wheel to see who's next," Esteban said as the wheel span once more. "And it looks like next we've got the one and only Oscar Maynard!"

"Ah, indeed, Oscar," Sebastian said with a smile and a nod. "A household name, even amongst our people. Oscar already had fame and fortune as a TV actor in the UK, but his vanity pushed him to take a deal from Dave to retain his youth, though it would come at a price!"

Sebastian watched the screen for a moment as Oscar appeared, heading in to a meeting the a Director, before he continued, "Sadly for Oscar... but luckily for us... that price was public humiliation. Oscar gets to magically retain his youth, but to do so he has to suffer very public humiliations. On this occasion, it was a video of him sleeping his way to a leading role, which `somehow' managed to make its way into the public domain!"

Esteban stepped forward once more as a montage of news articles flashed across the screen showing the scandal of Oscar Maynard. "Lovely," Esteban laughed. "And last up in this round, let's see who it is," he said as the wheel span, then stated, "It's Ben Weston!"

"Last but certainly not least," Sebastian said cheerfully, "We have the humiliation offered up by Lord Dazallan of Cirramir. Ben Weston is a renowned public and motivational speaker as well as a keen and active member of his local rugby team. It was at one of his rugby practices that Ben found himself the sudden centre of attention from twelve of his teammates!"

Sebastian allowed the audience a moment to appreciate Ben on screen along with the twelve young men he was playing with. Nodding happily, he went on, "Ben found his sexual fantasies coming true when his teammates decided they wanted to get to see a little more of him and he was stripped and forced to pleasure himself on the pitch. Of course, in a group where nicknames prevail, it earned Ben a new nickname that would forever remind him and his teammates of his embarrassing naked moment on the pitch!"

"Thank you, Sebastian," Esteban said as the audience applauded the summary and the on-screen recap. "So here we go with the first vote for Team Trauxity. Who's moving on to represent them in the next part? Will you choose Roger and his orb of invisibility, Oscar and his humiliation-based fountain of youth or Ben and his randy rugby lads? Place your votes now, people!"

VOTING OPTIONS AND RESULTS

1. Roger Harrison – 57%

2. Oscar Maynard – 43%

3. Ben Weston – 0%

PART 28

"One more to choose before we enter the bonus round," Esteban announced as the vote closed. "So it's back to Master Sebastian, starting this time with Grant Evans!"

"Ah, happy memories," Master Sebastian said cheerfully. "I believe it was during Grant's humiliation that my esteemed opponent and I both realised we had overlooked David the Demon in error as he offered up his first humiliation. Grant Evans had made the wish to have his students pay attention to him and Dave was more than happy to oblige in helping that happen!"

Sebastian smiled round at Dave who nodded politely back with a smile.

"Unfortunately for the young teacher," Master Sebastian went on, "Drawing the attention of his students came, as always, with a price. Any time all attention in the room was on him, Grant found himself forced to slowly undress and then eventually pleasure himself. It's safe to say you'll always get the attention you desire with nudity... although that may not be the best look for a teacher. Grant ended up fully naked and ejaculating, much to the delight of his class!"

"If that won't keep people in education, nothing will!" Esteban joked. "And next up, we have Eric Yoshida!"

"Eric was such a lovely young man. Almost enough to make us reconsider inflicting a humiliation upon him," Master Sebastian said solemnly, then smirked and continued, "Almost, but not quite! You see, Eric is a many with many kinks and fetishes. Among them is hapraxophilia, which we learned was arousal from being robbed. What sort of people would be if we didn't take that unique opportunity!"

Sebastian held as the moment Eric was confronted by two men on the street played out, then explained, "Eric was held up allegedly at gunpoint... spoiler alert, there was no gun!" He paused as the audience laughed. "After being mugged, his attackers realised Eric's fetish and took the opportunity to humiliate the insufferable do-gooder, making him degrade himself in front of the very people he works to help!"

"Such a terrible shame when bad things happen to good people," Esteban said with a smirk. "Anyway, last up and the most recent humiliation, is Kit Henry!"

"Indeed, we may have just seen Kit but he's no less deserving of a reminder!" Sebastian nodded. "Instigated by Lord Buth'Taloz, who I sincerely apologise for crediting in Eric's humiliation too," he said, pausing to nod apologetically to the demon, getting a nod back, "Kit made the mistake of pushing his bad attitude with his brother a little too far, resulting in savage and petty revenge by the younger sibling!"

The screen briefly showed previously unseen footage of Kit's brother sneaking into his room to set up the humiliation.

"Thanks to Kit's younger brother, his usual post-shower self-pleasure session was streamed for all of his many followers to see," Sebastian explained. "To make matters worse, Kit's loneliness and isolation drove him to play out certain acts he wished to undertake with other people, exposing him emotionally every bit as much as he was physically! Kit's entire online life came crashing down thanks to his `accidental' show!"

"Oh, poor Kit, but I'm guessing after showing what he had to offer, he won't be alone for long," Esteban sniggered. "But there we have it. The last vote before we choose the entrants for the bonus round. Who will go on to the final for Team Trauxity? Will it be Grant and his attention-seeking wish, Eric and his many, many fetishes or Kit and his accidental online sex show? Please cast your votes now!"

VOTING OPTIONS AND RESULTS

1. Grant Evans – 14%

2. Eric Yoshida – 14%

3. Kit Henry – 71%

PART 29

"Thank you, thank you everybody, thank you!" Esteban called out as he returned to the stage. "Not the most thrilling part of the games, but every bit as important as the humiliations, so thank you all for your co-operation. With the first round of voting complete, let's have a look at how that's shaping things up for the final!" Gesturing to the screen, a display popped up showing the outcomes of the first round of voting.

"So there we have it, moving into the final round for Team Faularry we have Ricardo with his naked nightmare and Warren the embarrassed model," Esteban announced as the audience applauded.

"Damn right," Gokothon growled confidently as his only entry had progressed.

Tharukan, who was responsible for the other finalist simply smiled and waved politely to the cheering crowd.

"And then for Team Trauxity, the first two finalists are Roger with his intangibility problem and Kit the humiliated streamer!" Esteban went on to more applause.

Much like Tharukan, Buth'Taloz and Dave both accepted their victory with humility as they applauded each other.

"But of course, that brings us on to the third and final volunteer for each team," Esteban said, gesturing as the empty slots for the two teams flashed on screen. "Clearly their first humiliations were not enough to win the audience's favour, so as I'm sure you'll all agree, the only thing better than one humiliation... is two humiliations! Staring now with Team Faularry, they will be given ten minutes to confer and propose yet more misery to inflict on their four remaining volunteers. This time, ideas can be collaborative and move outside of individual specialities, so get your heads together Team Faularry."

The timer appeared on screen, this time counting down from ten minutes.

"While they confer," Esteban went on, addressing the restless crowd, "Let me enlighten you as to what happens next. Team Faularry will propose their four further humiliations. The one chosen by you, the audience, will take place and that Plebicile will move forward as their third finalist! Following that, Team Trauxity will be given the same opportunity with their four remaining contestants."

The audience murmured, as Team Trauxity remained in place, seemingly forbidden from conferring until their designated time.

"Once each team has its final three, it will be time to put together their proposals for THE FINAL HUMILIATION!" Esteban announced, his voice reverberating loudly around the large chamber with a slight rumble of thunder for dramatic effect. "One idea for each of their final three. One brutal, savage and truly devastating idea, which you, my lovely audience, will get the pleasure of picking to see play out! Once we have seen both teams' FINAL HUMILIATIONS..." he paused again as the words echoed around, "It's time for the final vote to establish the winner of the two-hundred-and-forty-second Humiliation Games! The winning house will be showered with power and riches blah blah blah, while the Head of the losing House will... well, we'll get to that later! But for now, let's get ourselves another finalist!"

The timer continued to tick down as Ezekiel eagerly discussed the options with Gokothon, Tharukan and Zorren. As the timer concluded, Esteban called Master Ezekiel forward to begin.

"We will start," Ezekiel began, "With Jackson Morris!" The young, blonde muscle twink appeared on screen, replaying a range of moments from his online display of submissiveness at the hands of his roommates. "Having become the most famous young man on campus, opinion on Jackson is very much divided. Some see his online display as a repulsive display of debauchery, making him the target of ridicule, mockery and derision. Others, surprisingly, have found themselves even more drawn to the attractive young man. Jackson may not have been keen to make his submissive side quite so public, but in doing so he has opened himself up to a world of sexual shenanigans that he now revels in. The humiliation of being seen so publicly still haunts him, but it is a blow softened significantly by the pleasures it has wrought!

"Humiliating a submissive boy who has enjoyed his exposure is a fairly difficult task, but one that we are most certainly UP for," Ezekiel continued with a wicked grin, "We intend to take Jackson back online for another dose of `accidental' exposure, though this time his activities will be substantially less flattering. What better way to embarrass someone so sexual than to decimate the reputation of his sexual prowess! And now, to tell you what we have planned for Shane, please put your hands together for Lord Gokothon!"

The audience applauded cautiously as the oft-grumpy demon took centre stage as scenes of Shane's blindfolded beach blowjob played for the crowd.

"Since his embarrassment on the beach, the human has returned to his home where he lives in constant fear of having his holiday humiliation," Gokothon explained. "As of yet, other people in his life have not see what happened and he is desperate to keep it that way. Our idea is simple. This human's new nightmare is to have the wrong person get their hands on footage of the beach incident, which is easy to make come true for someone such as myself. From there, all it will take is a gentle nudge from Lord Tharukan to ensure it gets used against him in the most malicious way!" He paused a moment to let the audience take in the image, then looked round and said, "Next, I present Lord Tharukan with our proposal for... THIS human!" He clearly resented even acknowledging that the humans had names, and certainly did not intend to use it.

As Tharukan took Gokothon's place, the screen showed scenes of Edward and the naked humiliation he endured at his gym.

"It appears Edward has suffered significantly as a result of his humiliation, which I'm sure you ALL feel just as terrible about as we do!" Tharukan said, only managing to keep a straight face a for a brief moment before bursting into laughter along with the audience. "Sorry, sorry, I tried," he sniggered.

"Anyway, Edward's humiliation cost him a lot. His girlfriend ended their relationship when she learned of his cheating. Similarly, he was dumped by both of his secret lovers and has subsequently lost most of his online following through closure of his accounts and the disgust many felt over his shameless cheating," Tharukan went on. "Edward doesn't have MUCH left to lose, but he DOES still have his job. We propose to take a normal working day for Edward and show him new levels of humiliation when his inability to hold back from his carnal desires turns a property viewing into a living nightmare... with an unexpected audience!" He smiled as he saw the crowd eagerly chatting away at the idea, waited a few moments and said, "Last, but certainly not least, with our idea for international superstar Tyler Tate, please welcome the one and only Zorren Zorrenoskiwicz!"

The crowd cheered excitedly for the veteran demon who waved to his cheering fans as scenes from Tyler's aerial-stunt-turned-public-orgasm played out on screen.

"Ah, these Plebiciles do so love their celebrities, don't they," Zorren said, shaking his head disapprovingly. "Tyler's mortifying scene played out across the world stage, with versions both censored and uncensored so widely distributed in their internet that no litigation team in the world could ever get all of it taken down, but Tyler is tenacious. Humiliating as the incident was, he had turned misfortune to his favour and achieved new levels of stardom by garnering public sympathy for the harrowing ordeal!

"Tyler spends as much time now making television appearances talking about what he bravely survived and the embarrassing aftermath as he does working on his new album," Zorren went on, "So we propose to take one of his bigger appearances and turn it into a whole new humiliation. If Tyler is so competent at turning tragedy into success, then we're about to give him a whole new level of `success', and in front of a live TV audience!"

The audience cheered, as much for the idea as for the demon as he returned to his throne and Esteban returned to the stage.

"Well there we have it folks, a little insight into the aftermath and now the opportunity to take the humiliations to the next level, but which contestant will face their humiliation and take the final place in Team Faularry's final three. Will you humiliate Jackson with an online sexual disappointment, Shane's sexual blackmail encounter, Edward's truly terrible day at work or Tyler's televised embarrassment? Vote now or forever hold your peace!"

VOTING OPTIONS AND RESULTS

1. Jackson Morris faces sexual inadequacy on his second online show – 50%

2. Shane Munton gets threatened with exposure by a blackmailer – 25%

3. Edward Craven has fun at work that takes a terrifying turn – 12.5%

4. Tyler Tate has a television appearance turn into a whole new humiliation – 12.5%

PART 30

"Another new one!?" Joel scoffed as Jax returned from accompanying a young man to the door.

"Yup," Jax said with a carefree shrug as he stood leaning on the doorframe. "Jealous?"

"Well, I don't want HIM and I already had you, so no, not really!" Joel replied dismissively.

"You do know EVERYONE knows it's you and Tim in that video with me, don't you?" Jax teased. He smirked as he saw Joel blush. The three of them had never really talked about what had happened, or why it had happened, or whether anything like it could happen again. Jax had already been well known in some circles before it, but the intimate and very public scene had shot him to a new level of infamy, one which was now proving very fruitful.

"They can't prove it and I don't fuckin' care," Joel said with a nonchalant shrug. "Can't say the same for lil Timmy!"

Jax felt a little guilty about their other roommate. While Joel had taken the reflected fame in his stride, Tim had not handled it quite so well. Both Jax and Joel, along with most people who knew him well, suspected Tim was gay and his participation in the event had only confirmed' it to them, despite the fact Tim remained adamant he was undetermined' when it came to sexuality. Being nineteen and unsure was hard enough, but even moreso when everyone in your life is constantly telling you you're gay.

"I haven't seen him for a couple of days," Jax said, not wanting to state his concern openly, but hoping Jax would pick up on it.

Joel shrugged. "He was around last night. Didn't talk to him, but I know he's alive!" he said casually.

"Wow, such compassion," Jax said dryly.

"Hey, you wanna take ten minutes off from riding every dick on offer and check on him, knock yourself out!" Joel said accusingly. "Just cos you're the hungriest hole in town doesn't make him MY responsibility!"

"You're a dick!" Jax grumbled as he walked back out, but leaned back in quickly and added, "And it's not that hungry. It just got fed, so piss off!"

"Oy!" Joel shouted out. "Get back here!"

Jax reappeared at the doorway again, smiling coyly. "Yeeees?" he enquired impishly. As Joel gestured for him to come closer, he sauntered across the lounge and stood right in front of him, one of Joel's bare legs nestled between his own as he looked down at him. "Did I forget something?" he asked with an exaggerated head tilt.

"Yeah, this!" Joel said as he reached out with one hand to grasp at Jax's shorts-clad bulge, and grabbed the front of his tank top to pull him into a brief but fiery kiss. "NOW you can go!" he said, already looking away as he released Jax.

"Fucking tease," Jax sniggered as he left once again.

Jax had been asleep on his bed when he shot up at the sound of smashing glass. "What the fuck..." he gasped, looking round urgently.

"Shut the fuck up, Jackson!" Tim yelled back at him. "Just shut up!" he added, despite the ongoing silence as Jackson looked round nervously. "It's not fair!" he growled angrily.

Jackson looked round in confusion. He could smell alcohol, though he was unsure whether it was coming from Tim or the broken bottle now on the floor with its contents running down his wall. Confused and scared in equal measure, Jax started, "Tim, are you..."

"I SAID SHUT UP!" Tim screamed furiously, leaning in close as Jax cowered on his bed.

The proximity answered Jackson's earlier enquiry about his roommates intoxication as his breath was heavy with alcohol. "Are you drunk?" he asked, looking round at the clock. He had napped after his early morning fuck and had no idea how long he'd been out but it wasn't even noon yet.

"No, YOU'RE drunk!" Tim snapped accusingly. He seemed to confuse himself just as much as Jax as he frowned at his own comment then repeated himself with, "It's not fair!"

"What's... not fair?" Jax asked cautiously.

"You!" Tim said accusingly. "And him!" he added, gesturing back towards the door.

Jax frowned at the open door and took a moment to catch on as he asked, "Joel?"

"Both of you!" Tim spat furiously. "We... we... did stuff and... and... you become Mr... Mr Popular and HE gets to be all, like... fucking so what if I fucked a guy, I'm straight, he's just a faggot' and becomes a fucking legend with his mates and all I get is oh, so you're gay then'! It's not fucking fair!"

Jackson recoiled at the angry tirade, but nodded gently. Tim wasn't wrong on either side of it. Joel's nonchalance to the entire thing had just come across as cool, while Jax's own actions had cemented him as a sexual commodity for the local guys. For Tim, all they seemed to focus on was making him come out. "Well... ARE you gay?" Jax asked cautiously.

"I DON'T FUCKING KNOW!" Tim yelled angrily in Jax's face.

"The fuck's happening?" Joel asked, appearing in the doorway.

"I think..." Jax started, "Tim might be a BIT pissed off!"

"Fuck you!" Tim snarled, then turned to Joel, swaying a little as he did it, "And fuck you too! I hate you so fucking much! And Charlie and Lou too!"

"What did they do?" Jax asked curiously. Their other two housemates hadn't even been involved, and had managed to stay clear of most of the drama since.

"Shut up!" Tim snapped at Jax, then looked to Joel and added, "And fuck off!"

Jax stared for a moment, unsure how Joel would react. As he saw the burly young man step forward, he moved to get up but Joel shook his head. Watching cautiously, he saw Joel grab Tim by the front of the shirt and shove him onto the bed. "What are you..." Jax started, but was hushed by Joel.

"Get off!" Tim whined, a moment too late as Joel had already let go. As he tried to stand back up, Joel sat down and pulled Tim into a hug before reaching out with one hand to pull Jax in to Tim's other side.

"I hate you both," Tim sniffled weakly.

"No you don't!" Joel replied bluntly and kept hold.

Wrapped up in the two other teens, Tim began to calm, still sniffing heavily until he begin drifting into unconsciousness. Once the coast was clear, Jax got up and cleaned up the broken bottle then stood beside his bed, watching his roommates laying together.

"So he's not doing that well then," Jax said, stating the obvious.

"He'll be okay," Joel replied with a shrug. "Come on," he said, holding an arm out to Jax who climbed back onto the bed to join them, quickly slipping back into the nap he had been disturbed from.

"Aww, look at the sweet little faggot pile!"

Jax was awoken unceremoniously from his slumber again, but this time by a mocking voice from the doorway. Looking up as the two teens laying with him awoke too, he saw Charlie smirking on their general direction, with Lou stood at his side grinning. Something immediately seemed off, simply from their presence. Charlie spent 99% of the time he wasn't at Uni with his girlfriend so he was almost never home, while Lou did the same, but with work rather than a girlfriend.

Tim went to object to the term, but it seemed his sleep had allowed him to pass over the tail end of his drunkenness and plummet him head-first into hangover territory so all that came out was an incoherent groan.

"Whadda you want?" Jax demanded gruffly.

"Aside from a kick in the balls!" Joel growled.

"Yeah, you just try it, ya brain-dead twot!" Charlie smirked. Charlie was a cute, pale-skinned boy of nineteen, sporting a mop of messy ginger hair accompanied by the inevitable spray of freckles across his face and down most of his upper body. Yet to even sprout a hint of facial hair, his boyishly cute looks made him look younger than his actual age, something he had no issue with, proud of his youthful beauty.

"Don't!" Jax said, grabbing at Joel as he went to get off the bed.

"Yeah, listen to the King of the Faggots!" Charlie sniggered.

"Queen of the Faggots!" Lou corrected him, grinning at the three on the bed. Lou was blessed with the same youthful beauty as the teen at his side, though his honey skin and jet black hair contrasted heavily with the pale boy decide him.

"What are you..." Jax went to ask but shook his head. This all seemed so... wrong. Charlie and Lou were far from close with the three of them, but they weren't antagonistic, at least not usually.

"Stop saying that!" Tim finally spoke. "We're not... faggots!"

"This picture would suggest otherwise!" Charlie said, showing his phone screen which displayed a picture of the three of them asleep together.

"Delete that!" Tim demanded. He looked round at the other two, surprised not to hear any objection from them.

"It's actually kinda cute," Joel said with a smirk.

"Yeah, your fans think so too!" Lou said, looking at his own phone. "In fact, they wanna know if it's time for your next show yet!"

"No!" Tim yelped.

"Sure!" Jax grinned.

"Maybe," Joel shrugged.

"No!" Tim repeated. "I'm... I'm... just... fuck off!" he groaned, rubbing at his forehead.

"You know what you need!" Lou said, offering a bottle.

"No, he doesn't!" Joel said, snatching the bottle away.

"Hey, you're not the boss of me!" Tim said petulantly as he grabbed the bottle of vodka, uncrewed the top and took several gulps. As the others looked in a mix of surprise, amusement and concern, Tim grinned as the sudden surge of alcohol hit. "But we ARE the boss of HIM!" he said, gesturing to Jax so emphatically that he almost smacked him in the face with the bottle. "Come on, sexy!" he said with a snigger as he looked at Joel. "It's show time!"

"Fuck it. Why not!" Joel shrugged as he stood.

"Fuck yeah!" Charlie and Lou said in unison.

"Wait, no... what?" Jax stuttered, confused by the rapidly changing atmosphere in his room. "What's happening?" he demanded.

"Like Tim said... it's show time!" Joel said, grinning wickedly. "You liked showing the campus what a submissive little superstar you are... well it's time for an encore!"

"No, I don't..." Jax went to object, but was stopped by a hand on his throat.

Tim leaned in, silencing Jax without actually hurting him as he growled, "You fucked up my life. You owe me this!" He quickly pulled away, climbing off the bed to stand with the other three.

Jax looked utterly bewildered as he started, "But how does this make up for..."

"Shut up!" Joel said firmly. "From here on out... you do whatever we say without question. Got it?"

Jax felt a strange sensation as his entire field of vision glowed momentarily with ethereal energy, then instantly vanished. "I'll... do whatever you say without question!" he replied, wincing at his own words, unsure why he was even saying them.

"You two be the camera men," Joel said happily. "Second show, let's give `em two angles to enjoy!"

"Sweet!" Charlie said as he started streaming.

"What we gonna have him do this time?" Tim asked, slurring a little. He had put the bottle down, with his earlier emotional outburst seemingly forgotten.

"Why are you doing this? I thought you hated this!" Jax objected.

"Shut up. You'll only speak when spoken to!" Tim ordered.

Jax felt himself go silent, despite his best efforts not to. He shook his head a little, trying to clear his head. This was like the dreams he had had the night after the first `show'. Unsure yet what impact his exposure would have on his life, his sleep had been restless and disturbed, his dreams filled with images of more submission and exposure. The nightmares had died down when things went his way, but there had still been occasional disturbing dreams of things getting worse... and now they seemed to be playing out before his very eyes.

"Are we on?" Joel asked with a wicked grin.

"Yup, viewers already coming online. The cuddle picture caught their eye, but the livestream's really getting `em interested!" Charlie smirked.

Jax frowned at Tim, seeing him not even flinch at the mention of the picture being online.

"Come on then, super stud. Let's give your audience what they want!" Joel sniggered. He pulled out his phone and started some music playing as he demanded, "Give `em a strip show!"

Jax climbed off the bed and began to strip. While he was far from an expert, he could normally move pretty well but somehow as he stood it was like his body simply repelled the rhythm and objected any attempts at co-ordination. His moves were slow and mistimed. As he pulled his t-shirt up over his head, he got tangled in it, staggered and fell face first onto the floor. Several times he returned to his feet, only to trip over them again and end up back on the floor as he fought his way out of his clothes in the least sexy way possible. The embarrassing strip was only made worse by the raucous laughter of his four spectators, punctuated with occasional comments that Charlie and Lou were throwing out from the viewers' chat.

"Smooth moves, loser!" "I've seen slugs with more grace!" "Probably keeps a dick up his butt just to help him stay upright!" "Pathetic!" "How can one person fall over THAT many times? Sad wanker!"

Jax stood up, naked and red-faced as the two cameras moved around to capture his exposure from every angle.

"Whadda you think?" Joel asked, draping an arm around Tim. "What's next?"

"Sad wanker," Tim said, nodding thoughtfully at one of the comments. "Now there's an idea!"

"HA, love it!" Joel declared. "Come on then, ya filthy sub. Stroke it. Let's see that submissive little cock hard!"

Jax immediately took hold of his dick, complying with their commands seemingly willingly. His dick was small and shrivelled and as embarrassing as it was to be ordered to masturbate in front of... however many people were watching, at least he wouldn't look quite so insubstantial. He felt the small fleshy tube between his fingers and started tugging at it as the show went on.

The laughter and chatter started to die down as Jax stood working away at his dick. The growing silence only began adding to the awkwardness as all four of them (and their viewers) began to notice the same thing... his small, shrivelled cock was not getting any bigger no matter how much he tugged and pulled at it.

Jax's face, already reddened from the whole thing, turned an even darker crimson as he desperately tried to will himself to get hard. He raised his free hand to a nipple, hoping the extra stimulation would help, but his cock remained small and soft.

"Oh my god," Tim sniggered.

"Having trouble there, Jacky?" Joel smirked.

"No, it just... needs a minute!" Jax blushed.

"Let's get a closer look!" Charlie said, moving in close to give the viewers a painfully intimate view of the tiny, flaccid cock Jax was continuing to assault. "Wow, that's... kinda pathetic, dude!"

"Hands behind your head!" Joel barked.

Jax immediately complied, leaving his lack of erection even more visible as Charlie and Lou made sure to give the viewers the best angles.

"Well I suppose he IS a submissive little slut. What does he even need a boner for anyway!" Joel sneered. "Isn't that right, ya filthy little whore?"

"Yes sir!" Jax replied, flinching at names as well as the belittling.

"On your knees!" Tim instructed. "And tell us what you are!"

"I'm..." Jax started as he dropped to his knees, hands still behind his head. He whimpered a little. Having exposed both his body and his submissiveness once before, he had hoped it wouldn't be so bad this time. He was quickly proven wrong as he felt his stomach churn at the prospect of what he was about to say. "I'm a submissive little faggot, sir. I'm a cock-loving, cum-eating, dick-riding, man-serving, humiliation-craving, pathetic little faggot who needs to serve. Fuck, please use me sirs!"

Joel, Tim, Charlie and Lou all exchanged open-mouthed and wide-eyed stares at the emphatic declaration. It was more than they ever imagined he might say. As one, they all burst into laughter at their housemate's self humiliation.

"Jesus Christ, Jax. That's fuckin' bad!" Charlie laughed, shaking his head. "Ha, comment here says they saw your first show which was hot, but this is just sad! Wow!"

"Another one here says it takes a special kind of sub to not even be able to get a boner for a bunch of hot guys!" Lou sniggered, then quickly added, "Oh hey, he called us hot! Sweet!"

"Yeah, we are!" Joel said proudly. "I'd say Jax agrees, but if we were that hot he might actually be able to get it up!"

"Forget his little fag dick!" Tim growled, but seemed to flinch a little at his own words, "Show us your hole, boy!"

Jax whimpered again but turned, bent over to place his face on the floor then reached back to spread his cheeks for the two cameras.

"Wow, now that looks well used!" Joel laughed as Lou moved in for a close-up.

"Care to explain how you know what a well used man hole looks like?" Charlie sniggered.

"Care to explain how your teeth got knocked out?" Joel immediately replied.

"Geez, chill, I'm just repeating what the viewers are saying!" Charlie said defensively.

"Well do the viewers think it's time to see this bottom slut doing what he does best?" Joel asked with a snigger.

"Woah!" Lou said, recoiling as he looked at his phone. "That's a resounding yes!"

"Yeah, same here!" Charlie said, looking at his own screen.

"Rock, scissors, paper for who fucks him?" Joel asked, grinning at Tim.

"Wait, for who GETS to fuck him or who HAS to fuck him?" Tim asked curiously.

Joel sniggered. It sounded like semantics, but he understood. Clearly to Tim, fucking Jax was not a punishment, so he clarified, "Winner fucks him!"

"Umm, nice idea," Charlie nodded. "But a few suggestions here for a better one! Rock, paper, scissors for who gets to fuck him FIRST!"

"Oooooh!" Lou jeered excitedly.

"Fuck it. Go!" Tim nodded.

The two teens gestured to begin the game as Tim played scissors as Joel started with paper.

"Come on then, Timmy! Let's see how much Jacky wants you!" Joel sniggered. "Hey Jacky," he said, seeing Jax still positioned on the floor with his hole on show. "On the bed, on your back, legs up!"

Jax got up and glanced round at the other four but immediately wished he hadn't. Looking at the two cameras just made his stomach knot even more. He got into position on the bed with his legs in the air.

"Come on then, let's get the angles right," Joel instructed. "Charlie, up that end, show `em his face. They wanna see a happy fag, then they need to see him taking dick! Lou, other end, let's see that fag hole taking it like a slut!"

Everyone eagerly complied as Charlie and Lou continued offering comments from the audience.

Tim hadn't stripped, but had just pulled his dick out. The contrast between the four dressed men and the naked Jax seemed even more prominent now, especially when punctuated with Tim's throbbing erection as it hovered near Jax who remained embarrassingly flaccid.

"You ready for this?" Tim asked with a grin.

"Yes. Fuck me!" Jax pleaded, wincing at his own words again.

Tim placed the head of his dick against Jax's hole as Lou got in close, then slowly started zooming out at he began to push in.

"Oh my god, he's fucking loving it!" Charlie declared as he showed the viewers Jax's pleasured expression.

"Oh god," Jax suddenly gasped as he felt Tim inside him. "No!" he whimpered.

"What's..." Joel started, but the answer presented itself before he could even finish the question – Jax was cumming!

The laughter from the four teens was deafening as Jax lay spurting out a fairly sizeable load over his own stomach, every humiliating moment of it streaming live.

"Oh, these comments!" Charlie sniggered as he started reading. "Impotent AND premature, that's a hell of a package!"

"Not even ten seconds, that's hilarious!" Lou offered one from his own screen.

"Nobody even touched him!" Charlie offered.

"When you're so pathetic is a sub that you can't even bottom right!" Lou read out.

Jax whimpered as he heard the comments. This wasn't just exposure. This was absolute humiliation. Showing himself to be a submissive but proficient fucktoy was one thing, but not being able to get it up and cumming from just being entered... how could he ever come back from that?"

"Aww, poor lil Jacky," Joel sniggered. "Looks like a bad case of premature e-jax-ulation! Ha. That's good. I'm trademarking that one!" The other laughed at the pun.

"Well I didn't cum yet, so gimme a minute!" Tim said as he started thrusting hard and fast into the naked, blushing teen.

"Ah fuck, he's like a little jackhammer!" Joel said, sounding quite impressed by the smaller young man's technique. "Wonder if we'll get another e-jax-ulation!"

"The viewers say he needs to `clean up' if you catch my drift!" Charlie suggested.

"Oh, we catch it!" Joel smirked. "Open up, slutty!" he said a she reached down and scooped up most of the thick, gooey load pooled on Jax's stomach.

Charlie made sure to get a good shot of the good dripping into Jax's mouth, moving round again to show him licking Joel's fingers clean.

The comments and insults continued as Tim fucked away at Jax. He slowed himself a little, clearly conscious of looking premature himself, but after a few minutes he couldn't hold himself back and pulled out, spraying Jax with spunk.

"Time for clean-up again!" Joel sniggered as he started feeding Tim's load to Jax as he remained flat on his back, legs in the air. After having his fingers licked once again, he reached down and gently tugged on Jax's humiliatingly small penis. "Jesus, cumming without even boning up. That's bad! Anything else set you off that easily?"

Jax stared, unable to answer. He hadn't ever cum that quickly before in his life, so he had no idea why it had happened now, or what else might cause it again. He hoped nothing would. Ever!

"Aww, looks like he's about ready to cry! Does the little sub not like subbing anymore?" Joel teased.

"That's okay," Charlie said with a snigger. "Based on these comments, nobody's going near him. Weirdly enough, a cum-drenched, loser who can't get a boner and cums in seconds isn't exactly top of anyone's list of desirable partners!"

"Oof, that's rough!" Joel said. He may have sounded sympathetic had he not said with it a broad grin. "Well I still think he's a cute, good little sub!" he said as he leaned over.

Jax watched nervously as Joel grew closer. "No!" he gasped just before the lips touched his own. As Joel kissed him, he let out a distraught whimper and bucked his hips as his floppy, sticky little prick began to spurt up another load onto his stomach.

"Holy fuckballs! Twice!" Charlie cackled.

"And just from a kiss!" Lou added. "Fuck, that's so cringe!"

As Joel pulled away, he paused for a moment, seeing the tears of absolute embarrassment welling in Jax's eyes. "I... I think we're done for today!" he said as he stood up.

Charlie frowned and bean to object, "I think the people at home..."

"Fuck `em!" Joel snapped. "We're done!" He grabbed Lou and Charlie's phones one-by-one and stopped the stream before handing them back. "We're done!" he repeated.

The words seemed to shake all of them out of their stupor. Jax's legs dropped limply as he laid with his second load cooling on his stomach.

"What did..." Tim said shakily, "Why did we..." He looked down at Jax, and at his own dick hanging out and quickly tucked it away. "I gotta go!" he declared and ran out of the room.

"Well this was... interesting," Charlie said, looking a little confused. "But I gotta go meet Lara!"

"Yeah," Lou said, nodding his agreement. "I need to... get to work!"

Both teens left, leaving Joel standing alone over a bewildered Jax.

"What just happened?" Jax asked, shaking his head.

"No fucking idea," Joel replied, shrugging in sheer confusion.

Jax looked down as he felt a stirring below. His cock was slowly swelling. "Fucking typical!" he complained, getting a hearty but sympathetic laugh from Joel. "Well my life may be over, but hey, at least my dick still works!" he sighed.

Thank you for reading, I hope you enjoyed. The full story, along with bonus content and exclusives, at patreon.com/matterotica or be back here soon for the next humiliation.

If you wish to read any of my other stories, please see below for links and for any comments or feedback, you can contact me at matterotica@hotmail.co.uk

The Kingswood Saga

Tales from Kingswood (Book 1)– https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/highschool/tales-from-kingswood/

Half-Term at Kingswood (Book 1 bonus story) – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/highschool/half-term-at-kingswood/

The Kingswood Eight (Book 2) - https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/highschool/the-kingswood-eight/

A Very Kingswood Easter (Book 2 bonus story) - https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/highschool/a-very-kingswood-easter/

The Kingswood Effect (Book 3) - https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/highschool/the-kingswood-effect/

The Benny Saga (in reading order)

Benny Takes Control – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/benny-takes-control/

The Dangers of Desire – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/the-dangers-of-desire/

Benny's House – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/bennys-house/

Other Series

Possession – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/sf-fantasy/possession-series/

Jack Hamilton – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/jack-hamilton/

Phil's Naked Adventures – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/phils-naked-adventures/

One-shots

The Art of Seduction – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/the-art-of-seduction

Jake's Exposure – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/jakes-exposure

Becoming an Internet Master – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/becoming-an-internet-master

Brian's Big Mistake – http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/brians-big-mistake

And Then It Got Worse – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/masturbation/and-then-it-got-worse

Missed Opportunity – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/young-friends/missed-opportunity

There's a Naked Alfie in the Garden - https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/highschool/theres-a-naked-alfie-in-the-garden