Dorm Abuse :: Keeping My Secret Safe

These events occurred recently, and are ongoing as I speak of them today. I attend an all-boys boarding school in Southern Massachusetts. There are no schools for girls nearby, so sexual opportunities are quite limited for the horny teenage boys at our fine academy. Personally, I’m gay. I have known it for quite a while, but the other guys at school love to pick on me for it. Nobody can confirm it except for my so-called “friends” whom I did tell on the last day of tenth grade. Since then, they have used many forms of blackmail to keep me in their service, mostly centering around my sexual preference. Because I don’t want others to know, I am sort of obligated to do as they say.

At my school, dormitories are limited, so those who are not lucky enough to get a single or double room are forced to sleep in common rooms with up to six others. Fortunately, we are indeed permitted to pick who our roommates are if this scenario does arise. As luck or lack thereof would have it, I was placed in the pool of people to pick common rooms. I was forced to share a room with four other boys, but these ended up being my friends Mark, Lyle, Cameron, and Cameron’s friend Jonathan, whom I did not particularly like. For my eleventh grade year, I would be obligated to share a small room with these guys. My friends gave me a really hard time about being gay, sometimes resorting to hurtful words like “faggot” and “fairy”. Now, when I say friends, I mean the people who were not ABSOLUTELY TERRIBLE to me compared to the others. I don’t mean friends in the normal sense of people who care about each other and treat each other well. I had those on Long Island where I used to go to school. 

Anyway, I’m sure you’re waiting for the dirty details, so off with the pants. My “punishment” par se for being a “queer” and the price for their silence was that I was expected to perform sexual favors for these four guys and satisfy their desires. The experience that I am about to detail for you was my first, and therefore probably of the most interest to you. I walked into the room after dinner during the second week of my junior year, and all four of “my friends” were sitting on my bed in a row. When I walked in I gave them a look as if to ask, “What’s going on?” Reading my face, Lyle said, “Well, we’ve made a decision, Ben. We know how you are going to repay us for keeping your little secret.” I was puzzled, not realizing that there was going to be some kind of obligation involved. “Let me put it straight for you”, Jonathan started, “I haven’t gotten my rocks off in a week and there are no fucking females here. So I’m going to whip out my cock and you are going to go down on it like a cheerleader on a football player.” Now, before we resume the action, I feel that it is necessary to do the standard “detail of body” for this character. Jonathan, or Jon as he liked to be called was a six foot something rather large guy with a lot of body hair. He was probably a couple hundred pounds and change. I will tell you outright that body hair turns me on a lot; I love men who look like real men and don’t shave in the South Pole. Jon did not have particularly attractive facial features, but he was a tough-looking man which was a real turn-on for me. However, I was still appalled by his demand, no matter how much I was fascinated by the thought. 

“Excuse me?”, I said with attitude in my voice. Mark continued for him, “Dude, we’re real men. We need our fuck sticks sucked off every once in a while. You are a cocksucking homo with no friends and if you want to be safe here at school, you’re going to have to pay your dues.” Cameron, the closest of my friends, who I could tell sympathized with me secretly was obligated to chime in because of peer pressure, “So, you’re gonna have to do this for us.” I was in shock. I didn’t know that my friends would go this low. But they expected me to go pretty low on them, too.

Jon was the first to pull down his baggy cargo pants. I figured he would probably have a pretty small cock, because he had a really big ego, but when I saw his boxer-briefs I started to get a little more worried; there was a large bulge in them. Next to depant was Mark, who was also six-foot-something, much leaner than Jon, and had dark brown hair and great legs. His dark brown hair covered his legs, again a major turn on for me. I could tell that his penis was pretty big by the way his boxers fit him after he pulled down his jeans. Lyle removed his jeans next, being built about the same way with Matt, just with less hair and a slightly smaller bulge. Cameron seemed reluctant to pull down his pants, as if he could tell that he was abusing me and didn’t like it, but the pressure got to him and he pulled them down. Cameron was a natural blond, but the color did not carry over to his adult body hair. While it was less thick than the others, he did have a fair amount covering his legs and thighs. I could tell, however, that there was a nice big package waiting inside for me.

I was starting to feel kind of nervous. Four cocks to suck all in a row. Jon said, “Since I have the biggest wang, I’m definitely going first.” He pulled down his boxer-briefs to reveal a large, thick, well-developed cock with a nice hairy pair of rocks. His hair went up to his naval and then continued to his chest. I was excited by this development, but I decided that for the purpose of my dignity, I was going to object. I started to get up and walk away, but then Mark grabbed me and held me down to the ground. “You have no fucking choice. We need a favor, and you’re going to do it, even if we have to force you.” Jon put his hands on the back of my head and ordered me to open my mouth. I did as he instructed and suddenly found a limp but large head of wang on my tongue. “Well, get started already!”, he demanded, “You know what to do!” They were surprised when I revealed that my mouth was indeed a virgin. “With lips like that? I don’t believe you!” exclaimed Lyle, who then reaffirmed Jon’s order to get started. Jon began to get hard in my mouth, and when I wasn’t sucking the way he wanted me to, he got angry and violent. He began to ram his cock back and forth into my throat, telling me he’d teach me a lesson on how to handle cock. He got so far down my throat that his mighty forest of dark pubic hair was in my face, his 8” cock was making me gag. Mark, who figured he had to be next in the pecking order began to rub himself to ready himself for my mouth. Jon could see the distress on my face and decided to use my services for a more specific and degrading purpose. You always see those pornos with the jock and the girl where the girl licks the jock’s balls while he holds his arms up and shows off his pit hair as a sign of his manliness. Jon ordered me to lick his balls and moved himself into this same position. He held his arms back behind my head and just sat there enjoying the ride. I was enjoying the taste of the foul sweat from his large sacs. When he was further stimulated, he stuck his stick right back into my mouth and began to violently continue the back and forth motion as if my mouth was a vagina. He cummed in me without warning, demanded that I swallow, and then as a further sign of degradation slapped my face with his cock a few times to show he was boss. He started laughing.

Mark was not a diplomat in these matters either. He pulled down his underwear to reveal a thinner but long pole which he promptly shoved into my mouth. His balls bounced back and forth near my chin, and as he thrusted deep into my throat, he moaned loudly. His cum was all over my face, and when he finally pulled out, I felt so gross and low that I could hardly breath. Lyle had the courtesy to allow me to actually suck him instead of fucking my mouth, but not enough to avoid spewing down my throat and screaming degrading curses at me the whole time.

Now, it was Cameron’s turn. I could see how hesitant he was, totally unable to bring himself to doing to me the horrible thing that the last three had done. He started to pull down his boxers, but then stopped and said, “Guys, this is wrong. I can’t do it.” I was kind of shocked, but not totally. Cameron had always been good to me compared to the others. “Dude, you’re such a pussy”, yelled Jon, “you should be able to do this. Just stick it down his throat and pretend he’s a girl. He’s your bitch. Do what you want with him.” Cameron nodded his head to signal no. “Awww dude, if you’re not going to do it, I’m going to fuck him. I have big reserve tanks. If you can’t do it, I’m gonna fuck your friend so hard up the ass that he won’t be able to shit for a week.” This is where Cameron grew angry and drew the line. “He’s not your fucking slave. He’s a human being. Gay or not, you can’t do this to him!” “Watch me, loser!”, said Jon nastily. 

Jon beckoned me over and pulled down my pants and underwear in one fell swoop, revealing my average and boring cock that was smaller than any of theirs. He bent me over and began to spank me, and Cameron got up to try and stop him. Mark didn’t like this, so he grabbed Cameron who was not as strong as he and said, “Don’t try to stop him or you’ll be next.” “No, you can’t fucking do this. Stop!” As Jon inserted his oversized wang into my tight virgin ass, Mark ripped off Cameron’s boxers and knocked him to the floor. He then inserted his hairy penis into Cameron’s unwilling ass. Not wanting to miss the action, Lyle, ready for another round quickly stuck his dick in my mouth and began to time his pelvic motions with Jon’s. Jon sped up his fucking and started to spank me. Hard. I was crying through this whole ordeal; despite being interested in Jon’s cock, I was being raped. Cameron, who was not gay, was being penetrated at the same time by Mark. Mark was moaning and Cameron was crying, and I was trying to tell him that I was sorry when Lyle took his cock out of my mouth for a moment. Jon was the first to bust again, and he did so in my anus and then spanked me while he waited for Lyle to finish off. Mark was still ripping apart Cameron’s rectum viciously, and finally shot his load all over his face. I guess I can spare you the details of getting dressed again, so we can end this scene here.