WARNING: The following story is pure fiction and fantasy and has neither relevance nor connection to real world activities. Any similarity perceived in real life is purely coincidental. Due to the sexual content, do not continue to read this story if you are under the legal age of your state or country and/or you find male-to-male sexual material offensive.
Tim's Senior Year—Chapter 8 By: The Edyter
Now that Tim and Sol were on good terms, they understood their needs and desires and were once again good buddies and feeling comfortable with each other.
Later that week, right after lunch, Sol was in one of the bathrooms standing at the urinal taking a leak just before his 4th hour class when Lonnie and Randy happened to come in. Both bullies stood at the urinals on either side of him and started to piss.
"I hear you put on quite the show for Phillip's girlfriend," Randy said.
Sol's face got red as there were other guys in the restroom who overheard Randy's comment.
"Yeah," Lonnie chimed in. "Crystal was so horny afterwards that she and Phillip screwed all night long."
Both guys started to snicker. There were still two or three others in the bathroom. Sol quickly finished pissing, zipped up his fly and headed for the door.
"Not so fast, Abryo," Randy said and he stepped away from the urinal directly in front of Sol, blocking his exit. His flaccid dick was still hanging out of his fly.
Lonnie stepped away from the urinal also and stood behind Sol. As soon as the others in the restroom realized what might be happening, they quickly exited, not wanting to get involved with these two bullies. Lonnie circled around in front of the senior now blocking him in completly.
"What's the hurry?" Randy asked.
"Please sir," Sol begged, "just let me go to class."
Randy grabbed Sol's tit through his shirt. Sol cringed as Randy brutally pinched his nipple.
"Take off your clothes." He ordered and twisted Sol's tit real hard.
Sol squealed in pain and tried to knock Randy's hand away. Lonnie reached over and grabbed Sol's other tit. He too, started to pinch the boy's nipple.
"I said take off your clothes, Abryo," Randy reiterated.
"Please sir," Sol started to plead as he began to double over in pain. "Please sir, just let me go."
"Apparently, you've forgotten about that little web site with all those videos," Lonnie reminded as he gave one more brutal twist of Sol's nipple before releasing it.
Sol quickly put his hand over his sore nipple. Randy let go of the one he was pinching and Sol immediately rubbed both nipples with his hands.
"You've got two minutes to get your clothes off, or those videos will be sent to your parents and released on the web." Randy threatened.
Sol looked up at the two sophomores. Randy's cock was still hanging out of his open fly. Sol grabbed his polo shirt and pulled it off over his head and let it fall on the floor. He unbuckled his belt, opened his pants and pushed them to the floor. He slipped off his sneakers and pulled his feet out of his pants.
At that moment, he heard the door open. He gasped as two guys walked in. The two looked over at Randy and Lonnie. Sol was blocked from their view.
"What you looking at?" Randy snarled as he and Lonnie turned around toward the guys.
As soon as the two boys realized who was in the bathroom, they hastily exited. Randy and Lonnie turned back toward Sol, who was now clad in just his white socks and underwear.
Sol looked at Randy, pleading with his eyes to discontinue this venture. Randy's dick was starting to harden.
"Continue," Randy demanded.
Sol grabbed his white briefs and pulled them down to his feet and stepped out of them.
"Take off your socks too," he said and Sol pulled off his socks.
Randy smiled when he eyed the naked teenager. He reached for Sol's cock and balls and rubbed them gently. With his other hand, he rubbed Sol's tit. Randy's dick was pointing straight up. He placed his hands on Sol's shoulders and pushed the senior down to his knees. Sol was looking directly at Randy's dick sticking out of his pants.
"Put it in your mouth," Randy instructed.
Sol opened his mouth and moved his head forward on Randy's hard prong. Randy sighed as Sol took his hard member down his throat. He began bobbing his head up and down the shaft, circling his lips around the sophomore's knob.
"Lick my balls," Randy cooed as he unbuckled his belt and pushed his pants and underwear down to his knees.
Sol pulled Randy's dick out of his mouth and held it up with his hand. He started licking Randy's nut sack, gently sucking each testicle before running his tongue along the hard shaft. He alternated between licking Randy's balls and sucking his cock, sending him into ecstasy.
Meanwhile, Lonnie was behind Sol, reaching around and playing with the senior's tits. He gently tugged on Sol's nipples, then would rub them and circle them with his fingertips. Sol started to respond to the bully's stimulations and his dick was beginning to harden.
Soon Randy was bucking his hips and sending his hard cock down Sol's throat. Sol did his best not to gag as Randy rammed his dick in and out of his mouth.
"I'm gonna cum," Randy finally announced breathlessly.
He started to really piston his dick in and out of Sol's mouth.
"I'm gonna cum," he repeated, "I'm gonna cum!" and with that, he shot five jets of jizz straight down Sol's gullet before his orgasm began to subside.
Sol gently sucked Randy's cock until it was fully soft and he resumed breathing normally.
"That was great, kid," Randy said. He looked down at Sol's hard prick. "You must have enjoyed it too."
Sol's face blushed. Randy pulled up his pants and underwear and fastened his belt. He started to gather up Sol's clothes.
"What's going on?" Sol questioned as he attempted to grab his clothes back.
Lonnie grabbed Sol's arms, pulled him up and then pulled his hands behind his back, holding him in place.
"What are you doing with my clothes?" He asked.
Randy said nothing as he pushed Sol's clothes into his book bag.
"Come on you guys," Sol pleaded. "What gives?"
When Randy had all of Sol's things tucked into his bag, he looked over at the naked teenager again.
"You'll get `em back," he snickered, "eventually."
Randy looked at Lonnie who too, was snickering. He was gathering his things and getting ready to leave.
"Here's the deal," Randy stated, "you'll get your clothes back at the end of the day if you keep your dick hard."
"What?" Sol exclaimed.
"You keep your dick hard and we'll give you your clothes back." Randy reiterated.
"We'll be checking up on you so it better be hard." Lonnie said as they both headed toward the door.
"Wait!" Sol yelled, but the guys kept walking, swinging the door open as wide as possible.
Sol quickly dashed to the back of the room, so that no one would see him. The two thugs left, leaving him naked in the boy's restroom.
He sat up on the stool in the back stall. He didn't know what to do. His dick was wilting. He started to sob. It wasn't twenty minutes before he heard the door open again.
"Abryo!" Someone shrieked.
Sol gingerly stood up and peeked his head over the bathroom stall divider wall. It was Lonnie again.
"Abryo!" Lonnie yelled again.
Sol said nothing. Lonnie started checking all the bathroom stall doors. When he opened the last one, he found Sol crouched down on the stool.
"Stand up, Abryo!" Lonnie ordered.
Sol stood up. His dick was flaccid. Lonnie roughly pulled Sol's cock.
"What's this?" He asked. "How come your dick isn't hard?"
Sol just shook his head.
"Well that'll cost you your pants," Lonnie said emphatically.
"What?" Sol exclaimed.
"You heard me, you're not getting your pants back." Lonnie restated.
"But what am I supposed to wear home?" Sol questioned.
"Don't know and don't care," Lonnie said nonchalantly. "Now start jacking off and get it hard."
Lonnie walked out of the stall and then left. Sol grabbed his dick and started to jack off. Eventually, his dick got hard. About ten minutes later, Lonnie returned and walked directly to the last stall. He opened the door. Sol was crouched on the stool again, casually stroking his hard prick.
"That's better," Lonnie said.
He watched Sol stroke his dick a few moments. Just then the bell rang indicating the end of 4th hour. Lonnie walked out of the bathroom. Sol quickly closed the bathroom stall door and locked it. Several boys came into the rest room during the break, but he kept quiet so no one would know he was there.
He heard another bell indicating the start of 5th hour. No one else was in the bathroom. His dick wilted a little bit, so he started to jack off again to get it hard. He couldn't afford to loose any more clothes.
No one checked up on him during 5th hour, but he kept his dick hard the whole time. He heard the bell indicating 5th hour was over. Once again, boys used the bathroom, but he crouched up into the last stall and didn't say a word.
The bathroom cleared out once the bell beginning 6th hour sounded. He grabbed his dick and pumped it a few times to keep it hard. About eight minutes after the bell, he heard the door open. Some one came into the bathroom, but said nothing. He bit his lip and didn't make a sound. The guy walked toward the back stall and pushed on the door. Sol had it locked, but kept quiet. The guy went to the stall beside Sol's and closed the door. He got down on his hands and knees and looked up under the stall divider directly at Sol.
"Well isn't that a pretty sight?"
It was Phillip.
"Lonnie told me you'd be here." Phillip snickered as he got back up on his feet.
"Unlock the door." He ordered.
Sol pushed the lock free and Phillip came into the stall and eyed the naked senior up and down.
"Say," he said, "I want to thank you for your little performance Friday night."
He chuckled wickedly.
"Crystal was really horny after we dropped you off and we fucked the whole night long."
He laughed out loud. He started to rub his cock as he remembered the night. Sol watched him as he massaged his crotch.
Phillip unbuckled his belt. He looked over at Sol as he opened his pants. His cock was tenting his jockey shorts. Phillip grabbed his pants and underwear and pushed them down to his knees. His semi erect dick flopped out. He stepped closer to Sol.
"I think you know what to do," he said to the naked teenager.
Sol opened his mouth and Phillip put his dick inside. For about 15 minutes, Sol sucked Phillip's cock and balls before the sophomore finally arched his back and shot a healthy load down his throat. When Phillip's orgasm finally subsided, he pulled up his pants and underwear and fastened his belt.
"Ok," Phillip said when he was once again presentable. "To show you that I'm really a nice guy, I'll let you jack off until you cum."
Embarrassed at this request, Sol attempted to politely decline.
"Oh, that's ok," Sol said, "It's really not necessary."
Phillip got a little angry now.
"Abryo," he shrieked, "you've got five minutes to pump a load or you'll not get your underwear back today either."
Apparently, Lonnie had told Phillip that Sol had already forfeited his pants. Sol quickly grabbed his cock and started pumping.
Sol's dick was hard, but he averted his eyes from Phillip as he tried to concentrate enough to cum. He pumped furiously and soon the familiar stirrings of an orgasm were building in his balls. He moaned slightly just as he was about to shoot. He quickened the pace and soon shot a good four ropes of jizz onto the floor. Phillip quickly stepped back as he almost got hit with one of Sol's cum shots.
Sol kept stroking his meat until he'd milked every last drop out of it. Finally, he slumped back down on the stool, now a little exhausted.
"Not bad, Abryo," Phillip applauded. "Better clean up this mess, then start working that dick again. Lonnie will probably be back in here, checking if your dick is hard."
Phillip laughed all the way out the door.
Sol just got all the jizz cleaned up from the floor, when he heard the bell ending 6th hour. Once again, he crouched back up on the stool, locking the stall door and keeping very quiet as others used the bathroom during the break.
The bell sounded to begin 7th hour, the last hour of the day. The bathroom was empty again.
Sol grabbed his cock and started to jack off. He was really worried that one of the three hoodlums would return and he'd not have a hard on, but try as he may, he couldn't get hard right after he'd just cum. He was pumping furiously when he heard the door open again.
Lonnie walked directly to the rear stall door.
"Let me in, Abryo," he ordered when he pushed against the door and found it locked.
Sol unlocked the door. He immediately closed his legs. Lonnie chuckled.
"Open your legs, Abryo," Lonnie commanded.
Sol reluctantly opened his legs. His soft dick hung over his balls.
"Wider!" Lonnie demanded.
Sol opened his legs as wide as possible. His now exposed hairless asshole winked at Lonnie.
"Your dick isn't hard," Lonnie said.
Lonnie reached over and grabbed Sol's cock and balls and rubbed them. He grabbed Sol's tit and started to tweak it.
"Looks like you've lost your underwear too," Lonnie sniggered.
Sol didn't respond and started to whimper. Lonnie toyed with Sol's genitals a few moments longer then said.
"Do you know what rimming is?" He asked Sol.
Sol shook his head; he had no idea what Lonnie was talking about.
"Tell you what. You rim me and I'll give you back your underwear. Deal?" Lonnie asked.
Sol hesitated a moment, but he rationed that rimming couldn't be that bad as long as he wouldn't go home naked. He apprehensively nodded his head.
Lonnie smiled as he unbuckled his belt and slipped off his shoes. He pushed his pants and underwear down to his feet and stepped out of them. Now naked from the waist down, he turned around and faced the door.
"Ok, Abryo," he instructed, "get your face down here and start licking my asshole."
Sol gasped out loud.
"WHAT!" He exclaimed.
"You heard me, get your tongue down here and start licking my asshole. That's called rimming." He chuckled.
"I can't do that," Sol objected. "That's just plain disgusting."
"Abryo, we made a deal. You're going to rim me and I'll give you back your underwear. Now if you don't keep your end of the bargain, not only will you not get back your underwear, you'll get none of your clothes back and I'll push your naked ass out into the hallway. Now get down here and start licking."
Sol hesitated just a tab bit too long. Lonnie turned around and sucker punched him in the gut, knocking the wind out of him. Sol crumpled to the floor.
"Now get your tongue on my asshole," he directed, "or you'll get another one."
Sol struggled to his knees, still clutching his stomach. Lonnie bent over and spread his ass cheeks. Sol saw Lonnie's puckered hole wink at him. He stuck out his tongue and licked Lonnie's anal ring. Lonnie pushed his buttcheeks closer to Sol's face.
Lonnie's butt hole appeared to be clean; it was salty but Sol found no radically nauseating taste. He licked the thug's hole again and smelled the sophomore's musk. Lonnie sighed. Sol continued to lick the boy's asshole while Lonnie started to wiggle his butt and push his ass further into Sol's face. Lonnie squirmed around the small bathroom stall as his butt was being rimmed. His dick was rock hard and spewing precum.
"Lick inside my hole," Lonnie then ordered. "Stick that tongue up my ass."
Sol reluctantly stiffened his tongue and tried to stick it up Lonnie's ass. He pushed and shoved and eventually worked his tongue into Lonnie's butt hole. Lonnie moaned with desire as Sol pleasured his rectum. Finally, he turned around and stuck his cock into Sol's face.
Sol took the hard cock into his mouth and started to suck it. It didn't take long before Lonnie was shooting globs of cum down his throat. He kept shooting and shooting and almost lost his balance as he came so hard. He'd never had an orgasm of that intensity. He collapsed to the floor and gasped for air.
"Jack off," Lonnie ordered as soon as he could form the words.
Sol grabbed his cock and started to masturbate. Lonnie laid there for quite some time watching Sol play with himself. He'd occasionally run his fingers around Sol's nipples.
Finally he got up and put on his underwear and pants. Sol remained on his knees masturbating. His 8-inch dick was finally hard again.
"Move your hand," Lonnie instructed.
Sol dropped his dick. While Lonnie straightened out his shirt, pants and underwear, he ran his stocking feet up and down Sol's dick.
"Spread your legs," he ordered.
Sol spread his legs out wide. Lonnie ran his toe up and down Sol's buttcrack, pushing his foot into Sol's asshole, but was unable to penetrate it. He then slid his foot back up Sol's nutsack, up his shaft and once again stroked the naked teenager's dick a few times with his foot. He slipped on his shoes and walked out.
Sol concentrated keeping his dick hard. He heard the bell ring, indicating school was over. He quickly jumped up on the commode again and locked the door to the stall. One or two guys came in and used the restroom, but the hall soon quieted down.
It was about 20 minutes after school had let out when Sol once again heard the door open.
"Abryo," someone yelled.
It was Randy.
"You still here?"
Randy laughed after he'd said that, knowing Sol could go nowhere with no clothes.
"Get your ass out here." Randy said.
Sol unlocked the door and stepped out. He looked up and quickly dashed back into the bathroom stall. Randy was not alone.
"Get out here, Abryo," Randy ordered. "Rick wants to meet you."
Randy walked back to the stall and pulled the door open. Sol was facing the wall. His hands were covering his dick.
"Get your ass out here, Abryo," Randy commanded.
"NOW!" he shouted.
Sol backed out into the room, his butt facing Randy.
"Turn around and meet my friend," Randy directed.
Sol sheepishly turned around, his hands were still in front of his genitals.
"Rick, meet Sol Abryo," Randy said.
"Sol, this is my friend, Rick Taylor."
Rick looked at the naked senior before him.
Sol's face was now a deep red. He was humiliated standing naked in front of Randy's friend. Finally, Randy broke the awkward moment and said, "Rick's girlfriend broke up with him last week and he's not had any for nearly a week."
He snickered when he looked at Sol.
"So I told him you would help him out."
"I can't do that," Sol gasped.
"Abryo," Randy began, "you haven't got any option here, especially if you want any of these clothes back."
He patted the outside of his book bag.
"Now get over here and take care of my friend."
Sol sheepishly walked over to Rick and looked at him. Rick had a shit-eating grin on his face, but said nothing. Sol looked at Randy, who made no attempt to intervene. He grabbed the sophomore's belt and unbuckled it. He unbuttoned the guy's pants and opened them up. Rick's dick was tenting his boxer briefs. A large wet spot was evident on the front of his fly. Sol grabbed the guy's underwear and pants and slowly pulled them both down to his knees. The guy's hard dick slapped out onto his stomach.
Rick Taylor was about 5'9". He was a wrestler, so he had real broad chest and shoulders. He probably weighed about 175 pounds, but there was absolutely no fat on him. His red hair was cut short and his hard uncircumcised dick was about 6 inches long encircled with firey red pubic hair. His cock was so hard, that the head was already fully exposed and there was a lot of precum on the end of his piss slit.
Sol knelt down, grabbed the hard shaft and reluctantly put it in his mouth. He slithered his tongue along the soft mushroom head, then slowly glided down the pole.
"Oooooo, Gawddddd!" Rick moaned as Sol slid the cock down his throat. "That feels aaaawwwwwwsome. It's really great to have a senior servicing a sophomore."
Rick had been hard all afternoon, ever since Randy told him about Sol. He couldn't wait until school let out and have his dick sucked by this senior. He nearly collapsed when he felt Sol's soft mouth around his cock. He leaned against the wall, so that he would not fall.
Sol slowly worked the wrestler's dick. Rick rolled his eyes and let out a slow, long moan every time Sol slid his hard shaft down his throat. He didn't know why, but every time Rick moaned, Sol wanted to prolong the sophomore's pleasure. Sol's dick remained hard also.
Finally, Sol suctioned his mouth, ran his tongue down Rick's shaft and stuck out his tongue to suckle his balls. Rick could hold back no longer. He arched his back and grabbed Sol's ears, pushing his mouth down on his cock. Rick shot four jets of cum straight down Sol's throat, then collapsed on the floor, pulling his dick out of Sol's mouth. He continued to shoot another two or three jets out onto the floor, then crumpled in a heap, gasping for air.
Randy looked at his friend in amazement as he watched him pant on the ground. He looked over at Sol. He was sitting on the floor, also watching Rick. His cock was still hard.
"Spread your legs, Abryo," Randy said.
Sol immediately spread his legs, his hard cock in full view. There was a drip of precum on the tip.
"Lay on your back and raise your legs up." Randy then ordered.
Sol laid on his back and raised his legs. His dick, balls and asshole were fully exposed.
"Play with your asshole," Randy commanded.
"I can't do that," Sol started to protest.
"Suit yourself." Randy said and quickly grabbed his book bag and headed for the door.
"Wait!" Sol shouted and he hastily placed his finger on his asshole.
Randy looked over at the naked senior.
"Abryo, that's gonna cost ya'," he said and walked back over to Sol. By this time, Rick was sitting up, observing all that was happening.
"Lick your finger and stick it up your ass," Randy commanded.
Sol looked at Randy. The thug was serious. Sol generously spit and licked his finger then brought it down to his ass hole. He wrestled with it for awhile, but eventually got the digit up his ass. There was some pain, but it was subsiding a little.
"Get on your hands and knees," Randy ordered. "And show me your butt hole.
Sol did as he was told. He faced the wall, his butt was facing Rick and Randy.
"Ok, now spread those ass cheeks far apart and stick that finger up your butt again."
Sol was totally humiliated exposing himself like this and having to play with his butt. But he knew that Randy wasn't going to tolerate much more of his protests and he needed his clothes back, so he went along with the demands.
"Work it around and start stretching that hole so that you can get two fingers up your butt," Randy said.
Sol winced as he wiggled his finger all around his ass hole, stretching the muscle so it would eventually accommodate two fingers. It hurt, but eventually, he got two fingers up his hole. All the while, Rick and Randy were watching every move Sol made.
"Keep stretching it," Randy continued. "Start getting it opened up."
Sol groaned as he played with his ass. He did not enjoy it. His dick was wilting.
"Jack off with your other hand," Randy said. "Keep that dick hard."
Sol grabbed his cock and again started to masturbate. His other hand stretched his asshole.
"Rick," Randy looked over at his friend, whose dick was now hard again
"Want another blow job?"
Rick nodded his head.
"Get in front of him and stick your dick in his mouth."
Rick got up off the floor and stood in front of Sol. He lifted Sol's head and placed his dick in the senior's mouth. Sol started to suck the wrestler's hard cock again.
It took quite a long while for Rick to come a second time. He wasn't as vocal as he was the first time, but he did moan quite often as Sol worked the sophomore's dick head and balls. Eventually, Rick shot his load down Sol's throat and he knocked the senior over when he leaned against him.
Sol laid on the floor; Rick was on top of him. Sol's ass was very sore and his cock was only semi hard. Rick got up and pulled up his pants and boxers.
"I've gotta go," he told Randy.
"That was really great!" he exclaimed and he walked out the door.
"Any time," Randy shouted back and then looked back at Sol.
"All right, Abryo, get your ass over here." Randy said as he unbuckled his belt, opened his pants and pushed his jeans and underwear down to his ankles.
Sol crawled over to Randy just as he stepped out of his shoes and slipped out of his pants and briefs. Randy's cock was semi erect.
"Now get your mouth down here on my dick and start jacking off, but don't cum until I do." Randy ordered. "You got that?"
Sol put Randy's dick in his mouth and started to suck. He pulled on his own dick and got it hard again also. Randy purred as Sol worked his dick in and out of his mouth. He'd pull Sol down to lick his balls whenever he felt he was about to cum. For twenty-five minutes, Randy let Sol pleasure him, as he leisurely instructed Sol to suck his cock.
Finally, he shoved his dick down Sol's throat, shooting a long rope of cum. As soon as Sol felt that first jet, he too, shot a wad of jism out onto the floor.
Randy shot four more volleys of cum down Sol's throat while Sol shot another three out onto the floor. Both boys fell away, exhausted and tired.
Randy got up first and started to get dressed. Sol watched him dress. but said nothing, hoping that he'd now get his clothes back. When he was dressed, Randy picked up his book bag and headed toward the door.
"Wait!" Sol shouted. "What about my clothes."
Randy pulled open the door, then turned and looked at the naked senior.
"They're in your locker." He said and walked out the door.
Sol ran over to the door and cracked it open just enough to stick his head out.
"But how am I supposed to get down to my locker?"
Randy just waved his hand and kept on walking. Sol closed the door and started to cry. He sobbed for over 15 minutes, then finally collected himself and began to make a plan to retrieve his clothes from his locker.
It was getting dark outside, so it made it easier for him to hide in the shadows as he crept along the hallways. It took him nearly 20 minutes to maneuver his way back to his locker without being seen. Randy had Sol's clothes in a shopping bag stuffed at the bottom of his locker. Apparently, Lonnie had not told Randy that he had lost his pants, because they too were there. He quickly dressed and went straight home.
To be continued.
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