Date: Thu, 26 Apr 2001 20:50:53 +1000 From: "hines@pnc" Subject: my fourteenth year This story has all of the usual disclaimers. It is written for a certain audience and has not caused any harm to anyone. Most of this story is fiction and is intended for an adult audience who on reading this may remember what happened to them in the past. If you are under eighteen please leave and find some other place to veiw. This is not for you. All of the characters are from my imagination but some of the acts are true. Please email me if you want more. I would enjoy some feedback but will ignore flames that fail to understand the intense feeling of a 14 year old growing up in the days before AIDS. This story depicts unprotected sex and this is not the case in 2001. PLEASE BE CAREFUL. FOURTEEN YEARS OF AGE. I was now 14 and very aware of what I had been doing since I had first been fucked at thirteen by the man and then Steve. I was able to take any cocks that came through my favourite hole in the dirty toilet and enjoy being serviced by any boys that wanted me at school. The boys drifted away from me as they found girl friends that seemed to satisfy them. I had been a member of the cubs and then sea- scouts since I was eleven. Now at 14 I spent a weekend in the sea -scout boat shed trying to take my mind above my belt and pass the tests that were required by the scouting movement for my 1st Tenderfoot badge. I had already enjoyed the pleasure of the Skipper's cock in my hole for some time. In fact he fucked me after most scout meetings. He was about 30 years of age and was thin and wiry. He used to feel my bum and often lick me out. He had a lengthy foreskin cock. Slender and with a good amount of skin that I loved sucking and then pulling it back. I usually put my mouth and tongue inside his rather smelly piss and some cum filled head. After sucking his beautiful foreskin I would demand that he fuck me. Skip used to turn me around and then he would hold me and fuck me hard and long. He used to talk to me during our long fucks. He kept telling me how good it was to fuck a 14-year old boy and how tight I was. His big cock always exploded deep into my hot boy arse and I would go home with a large amount of his man cum well fucked into me. I loved the forceful way that he screwed me. I always held him tightly after he had used my arse. At home I tried to hold his cum inside me. This was difficult. The amount of spunk that I had taken during the day from my school friends and now skip, forced me to sit on the toilet and let my full arse of cum flow out. It was mixed with arse juices that had joined with the cum that had been fucked into me during the day. I was not prepared for the next course of events. I met Graham another scout. He had been a part of the group for some time and a member of my school. I had never spent any time with him, never thinking that he would be interested in me. After all I was small and under developed in most parts of my body. He was the opposite. A strong youth with friends who frightened me. I thought that they would beat me up if they knew that I was taking cock up my arse and sucking anybody who wanted me. We met at a camp in the boat shed. 12 boys shared the night and we all showed our cocks to each other. This had always happened to me whenever our scout group camped. I loved showing my hard cock and I usually had more hair around it that any other boy. I had failed to bring my sleeping bag with me. Luckily Paul, another fuck mate, suggested that I share his blanket. Before settling in with Paul I let Graham see me up close. I stood before him and relished his interest in my hot cock, balls and arse. He felt me up handling my balls and cock and then played with my butt. Graham opened the zipper of his sleeping bag moved up and allowed me to see his exposed cock and balls. I was staggered. This was the biggest dick that I had ever seen. He head was huge and the remainder of his weapon was long and very fat. I guessed that he had about 9 inches. I reached for it and felt the heat and size that he had. This cock was bigger than any that I had felt, sucked or fucked. I knew that I had to feel him in me and take his cum. I wanted to take his penis into my mouth there and then and maybe sit on it. I could not in front of the other boys and I knew that Paul would soon pleasure me in his own special way. Graham saw my predicament and asked me to meet him alone in the bushes next to the boat shed in the morning. I agreed and let go of his cock and returned to the bed that Paul had made. Paul was very special to me. We were the same age. I had enjoyed Paul for the last year. I started sucking him 12 months ago and he always filled my mouth with thick spurts of boy cum. This year he wanted more and chose my arse as a target for his boy spunk. He did not know that that I often had boy and man cum still inside me. I chose to let him think that he was the only one. He serviced me often and very well in his new role. I got used to taking his cock and the cum that he fucked into me. His dick had grown and when he opened my boy cunt he was able to pleasure me often more than the men that I serviced in the parks. To make the fuck pleasurable for me Paul always rimmed my arse and spent a long time sucking my entrance to the tunnel that he sought to enter. Sometimes he would taste some cum near or inside my throbbing hole. He would question me and I told him that it was mine and that I hand- fucked into me after my last wank. I liked feeling him do this to me especially this time in the room that we were sharing with 10 other boys. The thought of them seeing this very sexy scene was a big turn on to me and I am sure to Paul. It was late by now and I was slick with his spit. Paul was always kind to me. He entered me slowly and gently fucked his cum into me. I did not want the hard fucking that I enjoyed from men that I had met in the park or boys at school from him. Paul always stayed inside me throughout the nights that I spent with him. I loved sleeping with him and feeling his cock inside me. He had enough stamina to give me a good fuck in the morning and made me feel his hot cum again as he shot up my greedy arse. The men that I sought in the parks often filled me with cum after hard fucks in the darkened parts of the city. I felt their big balls and cocks and urged them to fuck me. At 14, I was young and slender and a good tight fuck. I often had a queue waiting for someone to finish inside me and then another taking his place. I was often fucked by at least 5 men. Sometimes they were nice and felt me and even sucked parts of me that made me want to spunk up. Most just emptied their spunk into my boy cunt. They fucked hard and pulled out quickly. My arse was always sore. I seldom went home without a big load of male spunk up my bum. Sometimes it hurt and I had to sit shiting for some time to empty the cum that had been shot into me, before I could sleep. I wanted all of those men to use me. I loved their cocks and enjoyed all the spunk that was fucked into my boy cunt. I used to shoot great loads of cum in my bed after being so abused by the men that had fucked me in the park. I could not change my habits, I wanted men to fuck me and at times hurt my sensitive arse. The next day I had to see Graham. I wanted that man cock in my mouth and up my bum. I was not sure what he wanted but I was certain that I would try to take him inside me and feel his cum spurting into my bowels. I saw him coming towards me. He had his beautiful cock in his hands and waved it at me. Graham was bigger than me. I was not prepared for his lunging at me pushing me to the ground. He cursed me and made me lie on my stomach. Then he pulled my buns apart and thrust his big cock straight up me. In no time he stuffed me full of his large penis. I had never been raped; this was the closest that I had come. He forced his cock up my arse hurting and punishing me. As if this was not enough he pushed me up and made me hold onto a tree nearby and bend over this enabling him to push more of his weapon into me. Graham fucked his cock into me hurting and making me bleed. I hated but loved being so abused. I thought that he would love me as all of my fuckers had done in the past. This was gross. A hard fuck nearly destroying me. My arse grabbed his cock and each thrust that sent his cum into me was met by my arse pulsating against him. I started to enjoy this abuse of my body and strangely wanted it to continue. I held his now deflating cock in my arse and pushed back wanting him to stay inside me and fuck more cum into me. He pulled out quickly then almost out of character kissed me and told me that I was a beautiful fuck and that he had wanted to do this time for some time. We relaxed and I told him that I would love him to spunk up me but he should prepare me. I loved spunk fucked up my bum but I needed to be ready and not raped. Graham surprised me by holding my head and cuddling my body. He was sorry that he was so rough but he could not resist my slight, tender bum. I feel back into his arms and loved his caressing of me. I wanted him again and placed my mouth on his big man cock. I sucked hard and then pulled away asking him to fuck me again. We fell into a sexy position. He was hard again and I wanted his man dick thrusting into me. He pushed into me and I felt his size enter and fuck me. This time I had some control as to how much cock he would fuck into me. He came in glorious spurts. I held on to the tree gaining some comfort from its hardness as I felt Graham fill me completely. I took Graham inside my arse right up to my bowels. I went home remembering the pleasure that his big cock had given me. I wanted more and shot a great deal of cum across my body as I thought about being fucked by him again. I had some cum that had been fucked into me during my time with Graham. I wanted more. The next week I went to the usual scout meeting and saw Graham. He wanted to walk home with me. I hoped that this would result in my arse being fucked as hard as he had done last week. We came to the school grounds. Graham asked me to walk through the grounds and go into the bushes behind the buildings. I followed him and gasped as he turned round and showed me his big cock straining through his fly of the Boy Scout shorts that he was wearing. I had sucked and fucked his beautiful penis the previous week. Now I could have it again. He wanted to fuck me and asked me to undress so that he could prepare my arse for his cock. I quickly pulled my scout shorts down and presented my well-used boy cunt to him. He surprised me by bending me over and placed his tongue into my arse. I pushed and pushed back onto his moisture and fucked his tongue. He spat into me and then aimed his cock at my hole, pissing all over me. I became very excited, now very moist. I had taken some cocks during the day and had not shit out the loads that I had received. My arse was well prepared for the on-slaught that I wanted from Graham. He did not disappoint me. He put his huge cock head against my hole and then entered an inch into me. I took it slowly and after his head had thrust through my muscle I found that I was slick enough to take his remaining 8 inches. This time Graham was more caring and gentle. He waited until I had every inch inside me and asked me to feel his balls that now slapped against my arse. I loved his cock filling me and thrust back, feeling him enter my bowels. The extra fluid from the cum that had been fucked into me during the day provided further lubricant for his man cock. I fucked him and he fucked me. I worked against him as he thrust into me. I felt him cum and screamed as he filled me with his cream. I went home dripping cum, spit and piss from my well-fucked arse. I spent some time sitting on the toilet not wanting to lose Graham's spunk from my well-abused boy cunt. However I lost everything and wiped all of the mess into some bundles of paper. I was able to smell Graham's cum and push some fingers into my backside pretending that he was still inside me. I was happy and knew that I could have Graham each scout night. This was to be a pattern until I met Colin. I was still visiting my favourite hole in the dirty toilet as often as possible and continued to enjoy men fucking and sucking me in the cubicle or in the bushes. I lost contact with my straight friends. All I wanted each school day was a good few fucks from my school mates and some men dealing with me at night. This was to continue throughout my fourteenth year. Colin entered my life at a time that my well-serviced arse was ready for the best fucking that I ever had. Colin had teased me during my thirteenth year. He used to pull at my fly after school as I mounted my motor bike. I used to pull his buttons open from his fly. He used to run, after I had felt his slender dick through his now unbuttoned fly. I was not satisfied with this and wanted to play with his cock and suck him. Colin was just entering puberty and his small uncut cock was a small mouth-full to my experienced tongue and lips. I did not realise how quickly he would grow to manhood and the size that his beautiful little uncut cock would reach. Colin proudly showed me a cock of at least 7 very fat uncut inches early in my 14th year. I could not believe this growth and being the wanton boy that I had become I had to have it. We went into the bushes behind my favourite toilet and I sucked that big cock. I let my tongue travel below his now big balls and licked his seam from arse to balls. He thrust his arse up to me wanting me to suck his beautiful hole. I played with his cock as I sucked his bum and then took his balls into my mouth. I sucked them and I am sure that I felt his cum rise inside. He pushed me over onto my stomach and fucked me. I had been fucked many times but never had I felt such a beautiful cock enter me and thrust spunk inside my used arse. Colin managed to engage my prostate with every thrust that he made; I squirmed and squeezed his cum out of his big cock as he fucked me. He pulled out too quickly. I abused him for taking his fat foreskin out of my arse. I knew that I had to suck the remains of his fuck from his skin. He let me suck his big member as it slowly decreased in size. I licked and licked his cock wanting another fuck. He held me and felt my arse and balls. This was sensational sex. Colin had grown to a great size and I wanted him to fuck me again giving me the thrills that his big foreskin cock had recently done. Colin let me feel him whenever I saw him at school and always fucked into me whenever he had the chance. Usually this took place in the bushes after school. I loved his cock and took care to put my tongue inside his skin and often tasted the dried cum and piss that he kept in his foreskin for my tongue. I feel in love with his beautiful cock, letting him do what ever he wanted to with my body. I enjoyed his constant thrusting into my arse and the cum that he shot up and over my throbbing prostate. Colin had become my new desire in the long train of sex friends that I had found. I wanted Colin's cock inside me every day. At least he was not going to leave me the way his peers had done, for girls. Colin was tall, smooth, blue eyed and blonde. He had developed some muscle tone and had a good deal of black pubic hair for his 14 years. He had tight melon shaped buns and a hole that seemed to wink at me when I sucked and licked it. His cock was simply a beautiful foreskin covered pole.very thick and long. The skin more than covered the head. I used to love sliding it down leaving his head uncovered, red and moist. What a mouthful that was. Not being satisfied with playing with his skin I knew what I wanted to do. Place my cock head inside his skin and shoot my bursts of cum into him while he shot his. He was quite excited by the idea that I wanted to fuck his cock this way. We worked out that I should pull his skin across the head of my cock and he would hold it there while I started to pull the cocks of both of us. I did not want my cum or his to leak out of this union. We started and I felt the heady feel of being inside his foreskin as he held us both. I pushed as he pushed. We needed hands to make it work. I pulled and pulled feeling the moisture between us strengthen. This was his and my pre-cum being spurted out. Colin leant towards me and put his tongue into my mouth. I sucked it and then engaged in a war of tongue kissing as we rose to a shattering climax inside his floppy skin. The spunk from us both mixed and he had great difficulty holding our fluids. I asked him to pinch his skin quickly as I pulled away from our docked cocks. He managed to hold the cum until I could kneel before him and let him fire the cum into my mouth. I licked and sucked the spunk that we had shot, holding it in my mouth until I could kiss him again. We placed mouth on mouth and tongued the shot cum until we both swallowed. This was awesome. I sank onto my knees and licked the remains of our union from Colin's still semi-hard penis. The taste was exquisite and the remnants of some piss and arse juice added to my pleasure. I loved Colin and enjoyed his cock play for some time during my teenage years. I thought that the man from 13th year who gave me such fucking pleasure after our chance meeting in the toilet had gone from my life. I was very surprised one night to sit near my favourite hole and to see his very big foreskin cock, hard and being thrashed by his hand. (Some one had fixed the light inside this dirty place so I could now see the cocks that I dealt with) I immediately remembered our encounters during my 13th year. I lost contact with him during the long summer holiday break. My family took me to a beach town thinking that I should tan a little and spend time gaining some weight and muscle by exercise and eating plenty. This messed up my dates and I thought that I had lost this wonderful man from my life. I recognised the cock and then the profile of my last year's love as he bent to look through the hole. He indicated that he knew who I was then asked me to walk with him to the same bushy area that we had been in last year. This time it was easier for me to talk and for him to do likewise. He was named David as Steve and I found out last year. We stopped walking and he suggested that I go with him to his house rather than fuck in the bushes. The weather was foul and the possibility of rain could change anything that we did into a shambles. I was uncertain. I had slept with 14 year old Paul and still did but never had I been between the sheets with a man certainly not a 35 year old. This man had fucked me and let me suck his juice after he withdrew from my arse. I knew what he had inside his pants. He loved me after the fuck. He made me feel good, so good that I never forgot how he had pleasured me. I had enjoyed his cuddling and soft feeling of me after the bursts of his man juice feed my well-fucked arse. But did I trust him nearly a year later to be the same. Especially in his home, his bed? He reached out to me and felt me slowly, held my bum and kissed my cheek. He told me that he would drive me home after our sex play if I wanted. This, plus my need to take his big foreskin again made up my mind. I agreed to go to his house. All the fucking and sucking that I had done throughout my 13 and 14 years of life had always been somewhat furtive and always in bushy parks or cubicles in toilets or the banks at school. Paul was the only person who had opened me in a bed. But then we were both the same age. I think that David realised my difficulties. He walked me to his car and before we entered he promised me that if I did not want to do something, or anything he would drive me straight home. I nodded my head and entered his car. I was scared, but excited. Here was the man who had pleasured me last year taking me to his house. I knew that he would fuck me and I really wanted that. I was worried that I was out of my zone to control what happened. What if he hit me or wanted me to do something that I did not want. He was so much bigger than me. I was small in stature. I knew that I had a good looking face and my slender body, melon butt and good sized prick were assets that were admired and used by men and boys. I guess I had to trust this man. Now I would share his bed. I had often wondered whether my behaviour during the last two years made me gay. I thought that I was just having boy sex and I would forget all of this soon and join my friends who were dating girls. The move that I was now making seemed to register some knowledge into me. I was a gay boy now getting ready to be sexually taken by a beautiful man and stuffed by his gorgeous cock. I knew the answers but feared the scene. I wanted him, he wanted me. I was a boy he was a man. He had a house and bed that was private and personal. If he fucked me in his bed then the juices that I would expel would leave stains on his sheets. Would he still hold and love me after fucking my body? He did before, but that was a year ago. The man was more sensitive than I gave him credit. He touched me briefly on the chin and arm. He reminded me of our connection in the bushes last year and reminded me that I was the best fuck that he had ever enjoyed. He was sorry that after the weekends he enjoyed with Steve and me stopped. I told him why as both of us had holidays and were carted away by families to supposedly enjoy other places. I then expressed my dissatisfaction of not meeting him at the same times that we used to do. He told me that he was sad also. but he always pulled his cock thinking about my arse and my face sucking his juices out of his big foreskin. I was now very hard and randy, wanting this man to use me the way that he had before. All of my fears were disappearing as I remembered the fucks and sucks that we had enjoyed before. We reached his house. It was big and rather grand. He parked his car and felt me quickly. I knew that I wanted this new experience, being alone with this big man in his house. We walked inside. I took in the masculine feel of his house The statue of David and nude photos of boys adorning his lounge room turned me on. He prodded me further into his cosy bedroom. A big king sized bed loomed into view as did several photos of young boys like me adorning the walls of this obviously special part of his house. I looked at the bed. He felt me and I trembled. I wanted this man again. He took my clothes from my body and placed me between the sheets of his bed. I watched as he stripped naked and gave me a look at that wonderful foreskin that had fucked me last year so many times. He joined me in his big cot. I held him in my arms and he kissed every part of my face, ears and neck finally resting on my mouth opening me to accept his tongue I fought with his tongue and entered his mouth. We played kissing games for some time. I could have stayed licking and sucking his tongue and mouth all night! I was enjoying the wonder of this man's body pressing into me and his kisses. He slowly felt my body, pinched my tits and let his hands pass my hairy bush that surrounded my cock. He felt my thighs and tickled my balls. I was fully relaxed and loved this wonderful man feeling and playing with my body. He moved to my bum and started to suck my buns and then lick and spit into my hole. He fingered me and I had to push back wanting him to fuck me. He didn't. I started to panic as I expected to be fucked quickly and leave as I did with every person that took me in the toilet or park. He just held me and told me to be patient and let him explore my body some more. I relaxed into him and realised that he was not going to hurt me instead he made me feel good and very eager to explore his cock and take his seed inside me. I wanted him to fuck me. I was lying in his bed feeling him suck my arse and I held his glorious foreskin. I had to have him inside me. He wasted little time. He lifted my young legs and placed his beautiful cock against my hole. I pushed hard as he managed to enter me. I took an inch then another, finally all of him again. I loved this man's cock deep inside me. He fucked me hard and kept talking to me with wonderful sexy words as he stirred me up. This time he hit my prostate many times. I was so excited that I shot a big load without a hand on my cock. He felt my arse contract and shot a big load of man cum deep into me. I loved this big man who made my tunnel feel so good. He collapsed inside me. I relaxed on his big bed. I felt him pull the covers up so that we were both warm. I was so fucked that I simply feel into his arms and slept. He held me throughout the night and let me have more of his cum early in the morning. I remembered the present that he gave me last year so I moved to his cock and sucked all the juice that he had gathered under his hood, from him. I had to leave his arms and return home to get ready for school. He had to go to work. I went home and managed to climb between my sheets 20 minutes before the alarm clock reminded me that I should prepare for the day. Mum always rose at the same time. We talked briefly as I ate some weeties and caught the school bus. I was on fire; my bum was full of the man's cum. My mouth had taken his cum. I had to have him again. I jumped off the bus and decided to truant school and spend the rest of the day with him. I had forgotten that he was going to work. When I knocked on his door there was no reply. I realised that I was wrong and should have waited until he finished work. I was so hot for sex and wanted to be fucked again. I had decided not to go to school and as I was not due at home until 5.p.m I thought that a walk through the park to the toilet might help me settle down with a good fuck after the excitement of last night. I walked to the toilet watching some men looking at me. I thought that the place would be quiet during a workday. I entered and sat in my usual stall. It did not take long for a man to look through the hole, flash an exciting organ and urge me to suck it. I did, of course, and had a good mouth full of man cum inside me early in the day. I thought about leaving and pulled my shorts up against my strained cock. I had been fucked in the mouth but not where I needed cock. As I started to leave another man entered the cubical next to mine. I stopped packing up and looked through the hole. I saw a big uncut cock seeping pre-cum. It must have been at least 11 inches. I had never had such a big cock inside me. My lust for foreskins overtook any sense that I had for my own safety. I beckoned the man to push his cock through the hole. He did and I sucked and sucked his head and licked his pre-cum. I tried to push my arse back onto his big cock. Again it did not work through this hole. The man told me to come outside with him. I left my stall and looked at a man many years older than me. He must have been at least 50. He asked me to go into the bushes with him and patted my school boy bum. I was in my school clothes and my shorts revealed every curve of my arse. I was concerned about this man but his cock was so big that I wanted to feel it and maybe fuck it. We walked a little way then he turned to me and told me that I was a cock slut and being here instead of at school showed that I needed to be really screwed. I did not know what to do. I guess I should have run away but his forceful manner and harsh words again excited me. I let him lead me further into the bushes until he found a place to put me down and strip my school clothes from my body. I was very nervous and scared of this man. He took his pants down and tore his shirt and coat from his body. I looked hard at his 11 inches of uncut cock and was very concerned as to how he would treat me. I did not have long to wait. He pushed that magnificent prick into my mouth-shouting suck it, suck it then I will fuck you. You must provide the lube from your mouth if you don't want me to hurt you. I held 11 inches of foreskin in my hands then in my mouth. I felt the very thick head and skin and remembered the fun I had docking Colin and wished that this man wanted this. But no he wanted a suck then a fuck. I had been used many times, but I was still a thin small 14-year-old boy. My arse had been well used by boys and men but it still retained the capacity to close up, even if I held spunk inside me. This man was big, big, big. I had never been fucked by an 11 inch fat foreskin cock. I might have thought about this happening but I never thought that it was possible. Here a man who had made me suck his cock confronted me and now he wanted to shaft me. I pleaded with him to let me suck his cum from his cock. He laughed and told me that cock suckers and cum takers need big cocks inside them. Then they can really scream and enjoy being screwed by cocks that hurt. He pushed me down and entered me hard and fast. I screamed and thrashed the ground and him. This was the biggest and hardest cock that had ever invaded me. It hurt and violated my bum. I gained no pleasure in pushing against him. He kept that 11-inch cock inside me fucking for all that he was worth. I tried every trick that I had learnt to enjoy some of the fuck. Nothing worked. He slammed into me pushing my bowels in all directions. I knew that I was wrong to let him near me. He fucked and fucked and did not heed my screams. He came deep inside me. I felt the rush of cum but could not take my usual pleasure as he continued to slam into me. When he finished I thought that that was it. He wanted more and pinned me down pushing his less than hard cock into me. At least I could gain some pleasure from his deflated prick. This did not last long. He hardened inside me and fucked his cock into me again. I was better able to accept his big foreskin this time as I was holding his last blast of cum. It provided some lube but not enough to give me any pleasure from his raping of my arse. He shot his spunk into me again. This time he pulled out and left me panting and hurting, lying on the hard ground that had supported me during his rape. I wanted to run and hide. Like an animal I needed to rest somewhere waiting until my savaged arse had time to recover and do its usual things. I was outraged at this male violence. I was now starting to understand the complex world of gay people. I slowly replaced my clothes after wiping my very abused bum with my handkerchief. I smelt his cum. I started to cry as I felt the intense pain of his fuck burn inside my young arse. I needed to shit quickly as I felt the liquid that David had given me so tenderly last night and now this bully, started to move down my colon. I walked back to the toilet holding my handkerchief in my back passage to hopefully absorb some of the juice that I knew was leaking out of my passage. I locked the cubicle and hastily downed my trousers and underpants. I sat on the pan and passed liquid shit, cum and some blood. I farted this into the bog then managed to relax a little allowing more juice to pass from me. I stayed in this position for some time feeling sorry for myself. I was greedy I thought. I had slept with David and had not been discovered missing at home, and then I had to have more! I was a truant from school. I guessed that it must be about 12 p.m. I could not return home until my usual time. I became more depressed and the tears rolled down my face. I should be like any other boy enjoying sport and being able to talk to my parents. Feel dad cuddle me and mum to ask me what school was like etc. This never happened in my almost un-loving house. I had no brothers or sisters and the closest I ever got to any physical contact was with the men and boys who used me. David, Colin and Paul were special. Graham loved me with his cock. I wanted to stay in the arms of a man who loved me. I knew that every time I had been fucked by someone who listened and waited until I was ready for some hard arse pounding and then held me after the spunk had been fucked into me was special and I loved being held in this way. My thoughts were interrupted by a voice above my head. I looked up and saw a young face looking down at me over the cubicle wall. He asked me if I was all right as he had heard me crying. I replied that I was okay. He looked at me and saw the litter of clothes and the mess that I was in. He must have registered my young body and the fact that I was partly in my school uniform. He disappeared and then I heard a knocking on the cubicle door. He wanted to come in and help me. I was uncertain and scared. He seemed young, maybe 18 or 19.What could he do to help me out of this mess. I leant forward and undid the bolt on the door. He came in and looked hard at me as I did to him. I was right he was young, maybe 18? He must have smelt the mess that I had deposited in the pan as he twisted his face and informed me that I was really messy. I studied him. He had wavy black hair, a slender face but very cute. He was wearing a long hooded top and wore rather tight jeans. I liked what I saw! Not again, not here in this smelly, dirty toilet. He smiled briefly and told me that he would help me clean up and that I should come outside and tell him what had happened. I panicked. He patted my head and urged me to let him help me. I relented and let him gather my clothes and then stand me up. He made me wipe the mess from my arse and helped me replace my underpants and shorts. I felt a little better. The pain was getting less between my legs. He opened the door and walked me outside to a bench. I sat looking at him. He wanted to know what happened. I started crying again and then in rather sniffy sentences told him about the rape. He asked me to describe the rapist. I did and he nodded knowingly. I wondered what he knew. He told me that the same man had raped him last year and he had not had a chance to get back at him. I asked the boy if he was gay. He replied in the affirmative. I was relieved and started to trust him. He told me that his name was Morris and he lived in a room in a boarding house very close to the toilet. He wanted to take me home to clean up and talk about the man who had fucked me so violently. I hesitated but somehow trusted this young man. I let him lead me to his house then room. He wanted me to shower and showed me where it was. I did and cleaned my sore bum and soaped my body for a long time. I returned to his room and sat on his bed as he started to talk about his rape. I notice that the time was 1-30p.m. I was due home at 5 p.m. I listened to Morris as he filled me in as to the details of the fuck that his rapist had given him. It was similar to mine but being a bigger boy than me it seemed that the bastard had abused his mouth and then hit him hard across the face. He gave Morris no warning pushed into his chute holding him down as he pumped his cum into his tender arse. I shed a tear hearing this. Morris moved to me and held me tight. He felt so good and I needed this, not a fuck just to be held and cuddled. We did this for most of the afternoon. No sex took place just a great deal of touching and cuddles. I began to settle down and started to think about Morris as a sex partner. We did nothing. I did manage to see his very hard cock in his jeans and I sat on his lap feeling it between my legs. He looked at mine and only once brushed his hand across my school pants. We both knew that something should happen. He wanted a fuck so did I. I returned home feeling much better and now had a new fantasy Morris. I knew that he had a big cock hidden in those jeans. We had agreed to meet after school the next day at his house. I felt better in the arse. I suppose this was because I had taken so many men that some pain from the rape would disappear quicker than if I had never been fucked. I lay on my bed thinking about Morris. He was cute, strong and very desirable. I wanted him and he was much closer to my age than any of the men who had used me. He was gay as he told me and wanted to see me tomorrow. I had felt his arms around me all afternoon and on occasions I had felt his cock rub my body as I sat on his lap. I wondered what two gay boys would do when faced with sex. I never thought that the couplings that I had with my friends were gay to gay, even the men who were probably gay but they only wanted to use me by making me suck or fuck their cocks. I fisted my 6 inch cock and pulled the cum out of my piss-slit in a vivid fantasy of Morris. I knew that he would lead me into uncharted waters when we met the next day. In spite of my rape and tears and the shitty mess that I left in the pan. I felt much better and fell asleep thinking about Morris and our date tomorrow afternoon. I wanted to join with Morris but my parents had organised a birthday party for my turning fifteen. The only people who came were some straight boys from my school. My best friends were unknown to my folks. I shrugged this aside and wandered by Morris's house to inform him that I was unable to meet him later and assured him that I would come to him as soon as the party was over. I turned fifteen that night and seemed to have grown quite a bit. I looked in the mirror and saw a chunky body, a well-defined face and a set of cock and balls that sat easily between my smooth legs and stomach. I had a hairless torso and some development in my chest. I turned around and was satisfied to notice that my buns were still melon shaped and seemed to stand out from my back. I knew that they had been felt and used many times. I slowly stroked my crack and thought about the last two years since my cherry had been taken. I had taken large amounts of cum and had been rimmed many times by experts. I looked forward to Morris and my fifteenth year.