I'm Tom, a high school sophomore who has been trying to date Sandra for a long time. She is a really hot looking girl – pretty face, buxom, and a really nice looking ass that wiggles in such a hot way when she walks.

She keeps rejecting me, but I keep trying. Some of my friends tell me that she's a lesbian and I should just forget her, but I really want her. Finally, one day I was successful. When I asked her out she asked me, "Have you ever eaten pussy?"

"No," I said, "But I'd like to."

She told me to come over to her place after school, where her friend, Mary would join us as well.

"We'll both teach you," she said, "And it will be a life-changing experience!"

I couldn't believe my good fortune! Mary was almost as hot as Sandra, and to play with both of them was almost beyond belief. I was hard the rest of the day and had to hold my books in front of me when I stood up.

I arrived Sandra's place and both of the girls answered the door – completely naked! My jaw dropped and I must have looked pretty stupid standing there in awe.

"Don't just stand there – come in!" urged Sandra. I did, and both girls began to undress me.

In minutes I was standing them naked, cock at attention. Sandra pressed her mouth to mine and parted my lips with her tongue, while Mary fondled my cock and balls. In a few minutes they led me to the bedroom, where Sandra had me lay on the bed. She knelt over my face and brought her pussy to my mouth and told me to lick. I did, and soon her juices were all over my face. She directed my effort and I did my best to follow her instructions, bringing her to orgasm three times while Mary continued to fondle me.

"Next," Sandra said, getting off me, while Mary climbed to take her place. I was pretty sure the two of them were indeed lesbians, but who better to teach me to eat pussy?

I licked Mary and both girls juices mixed on my face while Sandra fondled me. Mary came and told Sandra it was okay to make me cum.

"You'll keep licking me after you cum, won't you?" she asked me.

With my face pressed to her pussy I could only grunt in agreement.

"Good," she said, "Boys need to learn to keep going after they cum – until the girl has had enough."

I couldn't tell exactly what Sandra was doing, but I thought she might be sucking me, because it felt wonderful. It felt like she was stroking me now and soon I came.

"You shot your load all over my back!" Mary said. I was unable to reply but paused for a moment.

"You’re not done yet," Mary said, "Keep licking until I tell you to stop."

Now that I had cum I wasn't so eager but felt obligated to do my best. I was sure I would never forget this hot day!

As I licked I felt Sanda wiping me off with a wet cloth, and she apparently wiped my cum off Mary's back. Then I felt something strange going on with my cock and balls but couldn't tell what it was. I heard a "click" and Sandra said, "All done," and Mary got off.

I looked down and saw some sort of plastic contraption on my cock with a brass lock. "What the hell?" I said, and Sandra told me to go wash may face, and we'd talk about it afterward.

I went into the bathroom and washed my face, then examined the device on me. It was a strangely shaped device that locked around my cock and balls – it had no idea what it was for – perhaps some sort of bondage thing. Well, the girls have had their fun – now it's time to get this thing off.

I returned, and Sandra shocked me by telling me I would have to wear it for a while. I told her I wouldn't and she said it wasn't my choice. She explained that I would still be able to pee and to wash myself, but I wouldn't be able to jack-off or even get hard. I demanded the key, but she refused, telling me it was time for me to leave.

I left in anger and decided that I'd get this thing off of me. When I got home I tried to pull it off, but it really hurt my balls, so I quickly gave up on that idea. I got some of my father's tools and was going to cut it off, but the device was cleverly designed so that it couldn't be cut without personal injury, which I was eager to avoid.

I realized that I was at the mercy of the girls, so I called Sandra. "Okay, you win," I said, "What do I have to do to get this thing off me?" I thought I'd just have to lick her pussy again, but she really floored me.

"I just dropped the key in the mail," she said.

"To who?" I demanded, quickly tiring of this.

"A guy you don't know," she said, "And I gave him your phone number, so he'll be contacting you."

"Then what?" I asked.

"It's really simple," she said, "Just do what he tells you and he'll unlock you. Now quit complaining and wait for his call."

I hung up, not very happy about this. It would be a few days before I would hear from whoever she mailed the key to. During the next few days I endured being locked up. It was awkward to pee or wash, but I managed to do so. I was surprised to see that nobody could see I was wearing it, much to my relief.

After a few days I got a text message from a number I didn't recognize: "I have a key you might want."

I quickly replied and said, "How soon can I get it?"

The reply was, "After you blow me."

"Fuck you!" I replied.

"Well, contact me when you're ready," was their reply.

I was pissed that he would make such a demand, and sure wasn't going to give in. A few days passed and I hadn't heard from him, so I texted him, "Can we talk about this?"

He replied, "No need for talk – you just suck."

"No way!" I responded.

"Then you can keep it on forever," he replied.

"Wait, there has to be another way," I texted.

"I'm getting tired of your crap – the price has gone up – you blow me and another guy," he said.

"Now you're getting crazy about this," I said.

"Tried to cum yet? You'll see things my way eventually – every day you delay will add another guy for you to blow."

I was done with this – there was no way I was going to negotiate with this jerk!

A week later I finally got desperate and texted back and just said, "Ok"

"You ready to suck cock?" was his reply.

"Yes," I reluctantly answered, realizing I had no other choice.

"I need to make arrangements with the other guys," he replied.

"What arrangements?" I asked.

"It's been a week, so now you need to blow seven guys – I'll tell you when and where." he replied.

I was going to tell him to go to hell but thought better of it.

Later that day he texted me, giving me an address and told me to be there at seven.

I considered not going, but really wanted to get rid of this thing, so I knew I had to.

I arrived at the address and was invited in. I was told to undress, which I did. He led me downstairs, where six other guys were waiting. I felt a little awkward, being naked in front of them, but I felt I had to go along with them.

Two guys approached me and grabbed my arms. They led me to something that looked like a sawhorse, with padding on the top. "What's that?" I asked.

"It's a fuck bench," I was told, "It will keep you from fighting us."

I tried to pull away but both guys were bigger and stronger than I was and forced me to lay on the fuck bench. They secured my wrists and ankles to the legs of the bench. My ass was completely exposed and available for the taking.

"Please, don't do this," I begged.

"Do you want to be unlocked?" I was asked.

"Yes, please let me out!" I pleaded.

"Then you'll take this willingly," said one of my captors, "Three of the guys want to fuck you, but you can blow the rest."

I felt someone unlocking me and removing the device. They stoked my cock and I was soon hard. After a week without cumming it didn't take much. One guy spread my cheeks and another put some lube on my hole, and soon I felt fingers probing me.

"I don't have any desire to hurt you," said my captor, "So we'll put an anal dilator in you to open you up. After we put in a couple larger ones you'll be ready for a fucking. We could just force our way in, but it would be really painful, and we want you to experience the joy of a good fuck."

There was nothing joyful about this situation, but I said nothing. I was certainly in no position to bargain at this point.

My captor came around and pressed his cock to my mouth, and said, "Now suck this and get to like it." I opened my mouth and he pressed in.

As I sucked I felt the fingers pull out of me and something firm slipping in – the first of the dilators. All the while my cock was being handled to keep me hard. This continued while the first dilator was taken out and replaced with another, which stretched me, but didn't hurt. When the third one went in they added more lube and pressed it in slowly. I felt myself really stretching and braced myself for serious pain, but it didn't happen. The dilator just popped in and I continued sucking.

May captor pulled out of my mouth and I felt the first cock slip into my ass. It went in easily, thanks to the dilator, but he went in much deeper. I was getting raped, but my captor seemed to want me to enjoy it. The guy fucking me pumped in and out until he finally pushed balls deep and unloaded in me. The next guy took his place, and he was a little bigger, but still went in easily. I guess the first guy must have loosened me up.

I was angry about being raped, but with my cock being stroked I was aroused too, and beginning to like being fucked. It didn't take long and he too came inside me and pulled out.

Finally the third guy pressed his cock to my hole. He put his hands on my hips and slowly pressed in. He was much bigger than the others, and bigger than the largest dilator. I felt myself open further and soon his cock head was in me.

"Just get accustomed to it, and tell me when you want me to continue," he said.

Was he just being nice about it, or was it part of my humiliation that I had to tell him when I was ready? I decided that it didn't matter and told him to continue. He really filled me up as he stroked, and whoever was working my cock picked up the pace. Soon I was cumming and when I did, my ass tightened and that was enough to send the guy fucking me over the edge, and he blasted his seed into me.

He pulled out and I felt something else being inserted. "That's a tampon," said my captor, "So you won't leak all over."

I was released from the fuck bench and helped up. "Now you can blow the rest of us," he said, "But first eat your cum."

He handed me a shot glass half full of cum. I was no longer aroused and felt only shame at my predicament, but knew I had no choice, so I tipped the glass and swallowed my cum. It was strong and terrible tasting.

"Get it all now," he said, and I pressed my tongue into the glass, getting all my load.

"On your knees," he said, as one of the guys stepped forward, offering me his cock. I dropped to my knees and began to suck him, following directions he gave as to how to move my tongue. Soon he came in my mouth and I nearly puked from the taste.

"Don't swallow yet," he said, "Just learn to love the taste."

"I held his load in my mouth, but sure wasn't loving it!. Then the next guy approached and I swallowed and began to suck him. He had a small cock and was relatively easy to suck. Soon he came and while the taste was strong, it wasn't as bad as the first guy.

The third guy entered my mouth. He was very long and thin, and said he said I was going to deep throat him.

He took hold of my head and pumped in and out, not going very deep at first, but soon he was gagging me by going all the way to the back. I tried to cope with the gagging but it was difficult. Soon tears were streaming down my face. This continued for a while and then he told me to swallow as he pumped. As I felt the gag reflex I immediately swallowed and his cock went into my throat, and then pulled out. This felt really awkward, but I was able to do it. This blowjob was the most difficult of all, and seemed to last forever, but eventually with one last thrust he pressed my nose into his pubic hair and just held me there, pumping his load down my throat.

I was alarmed that I couldn’t breath like this, but before I could panic he pulled out and said I was a pretty good cocksucker.

It took a few minutes for me to catch my breath, and I thought about being called a cocksucker. I sure didn't like that, but I couldn't deny the truth of it, even if I was forced into it.

Finally my captor approached. His cock was more normal in size, with a big mushroom head. It filled my mouth, but didn't gag me. That was a relief, and I ran my tongue around the big head. I realized that cocks were as individualized as faces. Realizing that this was the last blowjob, I sucked eagerly, wanting it all over. He told me I was becoming a good cocksucker.

Once he came, he thanked me for my work and said he looked forward to me sucking him often.

I said, "I agreed to suck you once in return for unlocking me."

"Yes, that was the deal," he said, "And I've unlocked you."

"You didn't say anything about more sucking," I protested.

"That's a separate deal," he said, "We've taken lots of pictures and some video of you in action, and I'm sure you don't want them going public.

I suddenly had a sick feeling about all of this, and said, "That's not fair!"

"Maybe not," he said, "But life isn't fair. You'll mainly be sucking me, but sometimes I'll want you to suck my friends, and don't want any complaining about it – got it?"

"Yes," I said meekly.

"I'm Jeff," he said, "You might as well know my name. Lee is the one you deep throated, and he'll be working with you to develop your skills. The other guys you'll get to know over time."

I got dressed and went home, knowing that the girls had really set me up to be a cocksucker. After a time my anger subsided as I began to realize that I kind of liked it, along with the fucking, even though it was a rape.

From that point on I sucked Jeff 3-4 times a week and Lee twice a week. While I didn't like deep throating at first, Lee taught me how to pace my breathing with his stroking, so I breathed whenever he pulled out and held my breath as he went down my throat. He told me I learned quickly and most guys couldn't do it as well as I did.

Sometimes Sandra and Mary would come to watch, keeping their clothes on. At first I objected, but they said they needed some pictures for their private collection. Once Sandra invited me back to her place to view her private collection. Over the years she had turned over a dozen straight boys into cocksuckers with her cage trick. I sure didn't like how it all got started, but to be honest, I really liked cocksucking.

  To be continued . . .

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