Date: Tue, 01 May 2007 20:51:01 +0000 From: Dean Hargreaves Subject: How it started at 13 Part 5 MMMMM/t n/c The whole of the next week I was dreading meeting Frank of George or getting a note, but nothing happened. Part of me was like relieved but part of me was even more worried. When would they contact me, how, where? I was getting more and more stressed and was getting my work wrong at school and getting into trouble. After four weeks I began to think it was just George having me on and started to relax. It was the Wednesday of the fifth week, games afternoon at school when we went from school to the playing fields at Farlington. The train to school was crowded and I had to stand and I got squashed by the other people standing and I could feel somebody pressing up against my bum on the train and it reminded me of George and Ken fucking me. I got hard. The train was real packed and I couldn't turn round to see who was behind me, and I didn't want to really anyway. At one point I'm sure somebody groped my part hard cock too. At Fratton most of the people got off and I went on to the Town station and walked to school from there. I didn't really enjoy games. I wasn't that good even though I did play rugby for the 3rd 15 in the winter and cricket for the 2nd 11 in the summer. Sometimes I would bunk off if there was not practice for my teams. Fourth period, last period of the morning, I had my blazer over the chair as it was hot in the maths room. A the end of the period I put my blazer on and stuffed my pens in my pocket and I felt a piece of paper in the pocket and I knew I hadn't out it there. I pulled it out and looked at it and then shoved it quickly back into my pocket in case somebody else had seen it. When I got out into the playground and I was alone I read it again. "The same place as the last two times at 1.00pm. I have some friends coming round this afternoon and I need you to help me entertain them. Don't let me down or I might have to put your mum IN THE PICTURE if you know what I mean. George XXX. PS Just come to the house and let yourself in and come upstairs. I want you to take ALL your clothes off before you open the flat door, all of them; and you know the consequences of not doing what I want!!" I did know what he meant about putting Mum in the picture and there was no way I wanted her to see the pictures Frank and Ken and taken of me. I worked out that the note must have been put in my pocket on the train. It has to have been the man behind me then. I went to go to lunch and then realised I had lost my appetite. There was nothing I could do, I had to do what he wanted or my mum would find out. It seemed that they could get to me any time they wanted now. How come I never felt the note going into my pocket? Why didn't I turn round and see who it was? That's when it hit me! I had taken my pens out of the same pocket for each lesson. Why hadn't I found the note earlier? It wasn't even there at the start of the maths lesson. It HAD to have been put in there during that lesson but how? George or Ken couldn't get into the classroom or the brother teaching us would have seen them. The only answer was that one of the others in the class had put it in there, and that meant that another boy in my school knew what was going on and what I did with Ken, Frank and George. I was DEAD! If he told the other boys, or worse if he told the brothers that taught us!! Oh shit!! At just before 1.00pm I went into the block of flats where I had been taken before (taken yeah I had been taken all right!). I hoped there was nobody round as I went up the stairs and I was lucky it was dead. I got to the top floor where the flat was and there was a cardboard box outside the flat with "Dean's Laundry" written on it. I worked out quick what that meant and I slowly took all my clothes off and carefully folded them and put the in the box. I kept checking but there was nobody about and I couldn't hear any noise from inside the flat. When I was naked I like just froze a bit and then I grabbed the door handle and opened the door and walked into the hall. "I'm in the sitting room Tim" I heard George cal out and I made my way to where I knew that room was. It was where it had all begun in this place so I couldn't forget it! As I pushed the door open I started to get hard knowing there was at least George in there and I was naked. He was sitting opposite the door on the settee. He was naked, legs apart and hard. In one way I was lucky, I couldn't see or hear anybody else so it must be just George. "Keep looking at my dick like you are now Tim, you really are a slut, staring at my hard dick and with a stiffy yourself. Well keep looking at it, walk over here, kneel down and give me one of your wonderful suck jobs" So that was how it was going to be, George in charge and me as his sex slave to do his bidding. At least he was not as unkind as Ken and Frank could be. I did just what he asked; kneeling between his legs and trying to get that huge fat knob end in my mouth. As before I couldn't, but George helped me again by pushing hard on the back of my head and shoving my gagging mouth over the fat end. He groaned and moaned and I choked. This time he kept pushing and I felt that fat knob end in my throat and going further. I panicked and couldn't breathe but George seemed to be really enjoying it. He like sort of fucked my mouth and throat and was sighing and moaning. "Holy mother of God" I heard somebody say. George wasn't alone, there were others behind me! Then I heard a familiar voice. "See we told you he is a real slut and good at it" It was Frank! If Frank was there then Ken was there as well. "Well can we get a chance at him?" That was a voice I didn't know, so there was at least four men behind me. George gave a couple of really deep lunges into my throat and then pulled me off his cock with a pop as my mouth stretched and then closed as it slid over that huge fat purple knob end. "Well Tim I guess you realise I am not alone so let me introduce your. Frank and Ken you know really well don't' you. Then there is Dave, and you might recognize the other man, even if you have not seen him like this before" "BROTHER!" It was one of the brothers from school that taught me, but he was naked and his cock was hard and he was drooling as he looked at me. I didn't like this at all. There was also a camera on a tripod and I could see it was running. "Will Tim this is how it is this afternoon. There is no sound on the camera at the moment but it did catch you walking into the room naked and hard, walking across the room and willingly dropping to you knees and sucking my dick. I think it will make a good movie when it is finished. Shortly, after you have given each of us a taste of how good you are with your mouth, we will go to the bedroom (I am sure you remember that room after last time). There you will suck each of us off and then each of us will partake of your tight little arse. How tight it will be by then end of the afternoon I can't be sure, but it will tighten up after a few days. If you are a good boy today then Mummy need never know about you and we can have these parties now and then on a regular basis. What do you think about that?" I just stood there, stunned and shocked, what could I do, what could I say. I just stood there bright red and with my head hanging down in shame. I felt a stinging blow across my bum and I yelled. A belt or cane or something had been used to hit me. "Tim you have been taught better than that. It is rude not to answer when you are spoken to" It was the brother. "Ouch I'm sorry yes, whatever" "I'm glad you agree Tim I would hate to think we were going to do anything you did not want to happen said George, with a sneering smile on his face". My bun was stinging and felt hot. It hurt bad. It was Ken, as usual, that got things started. "Get here slut and get on your knees. Get that sweet little mouth of your round my dick and give me a good suck" I stepped towards him, dropped to my knees and opened my mouth. I had no fight left, no resistance. He lunged forward and pushed his cock into my mouth and throat and I sucked as he face fucked me. After a bit, when he had started to get hornier and was moaning sighing, he pulled of and twisted me to the right and another cock was shoved in my mouth. I had no idea whose cock it was, I just did as I was ordered. This happened again and again. I sucked a man and then was pushed onto another one before the previous one had cum. I tried to get them to cum to get it over but the always stopped in time and so it went on and on and my jaw was aching. I had tears running down my face, partly from the pain, partly cos I couldn't breathe and partly because I felt so humiliated and lost. Slowly they were getting nearer and near to cumming, I could tell cos they didn't really want to pull out but George was obviously in control and nobody disobeyed him. "Right I think it is time we brough the first period to a conclusion Tim. I know you like sucking men and eating their spunk, I can see it in your face and eyes every time I look at you. You NEED men to use you like this, it is your role in your young life to please men and we are here to help you answer that need because we are the sort of men who like to help out young boys like you. We are al going to wank ourselves and you are to go from one cock to the next sucking each one in turn as they wank. When a cock starts to shoot you are to catch All the cum and swallow it, you are not to waste or spill any cum on my floor or Brother will punish you later. Do you understand?" I nodded my head and they started. They were all wanking and laughing as they stood in a circle round me. I kept sucking each one trying to work out which one was gonna cum first. It was George and I guess that was because I had sucked him longer, His was the hardest cos of the head and I had to force my mouth over the end and he jerked and yelled and shot loads of cum into my mouth and throat. I swallowed as fast as I could and then I heard the man called Dave shout he was cumming and I pulled off George and clamped over him. He cum and I was still swallowing when Frank yelled. This was how it went on. I did my best but I couldn't keep up with them and I had cum over my face and body and in my hair and eyes and running down me by the time they had all cum. "Tim you failed so I will have to punish you. I am too tired to do it properly and I do not think any of us will enjoy the punishment till we have had a rest, so it will have to wait" "Yes Brother" was all I could say. "Tim we are tired and need to rest, but it is time you enjoyed yourself" said George. "I want you to stand in the middle of the room and face the camera and wank yourself off ok, but don't waste your cum, catch it in your hand and eat it" There was no way out, nothing I could do. I stood in the middle of these naked men as they sprawled over the chairs and settees watching me. I face the camera as it caught me wanking my cock until I came. I caught my spunk as George had said and I put my hand to my mouth and licked off my own cum and swallowed it, al this caught by the camera. The only comment was from Ken who sneered and said "You filth slut you just love cocks and cum don't you." I felt ashamed and beaten, I had no strength left to even get angry now I had cum. I hadn't thought that, now I had cum myself, I wouldn't feel horny anymore when they wanted the next round to start!!!!!