Date: Sat, 29 Jul 2023 08:23:25 +0700 From: Andrew Passey Subject: Shipperton Rules Part Nineteen (Young Friends) (TW - this chapter contains sexual assault) It was Saturday morning a couple of weeks later and Nick lay in bed revelling in the quiet of it all. His Dad was going out early to visit a friend for the night and Nick was planning a lie in. Harry wouldn't be around until the evening and so Nick had decided to hang out at home, do his homework and then head over to see Ken. Ken would fuck him twice but Nick no longer minded too much. They were boyfriends after all and Ken did at least suck him off at times. It was all still a head fuck though. Was being boyfriends just simpler because of what they had to do? Nick heard the front door close and realised he was already home alone. He slipped his hand inside his pyjamas and idly played with his hardening dick. A lot had happened over the past few months but Nick realised wanking off still felt as good as ever! Nick closed his eyes and imagined what it would feel like for his dick to skip between Ken's beautiful bum cheeks and then inside him. Something that had been done by Ken to Nick so many times and something Nick wanted to find out how it felt to be on the other end. He was nervous about bringing it up with Ken again so for now it would just have to live as a fantasy in his mind. It gave him an epic orgasm and after he cleaned himself up Nick decided he needed to talk to Ken about it again. Ken might say he loved Nick and wanted them to be boyfriends but it did feel a one way street at times. He appreciated Ken wasn't ready but then Nick had no choice at all as to if he'd been ready. He'd been chosen and then a few days later had to be fucked whether he felt ready or not. Nick got out of bed, had a shower, dried off with a towel that he wrapped around himself. He then started work on his homework, he had to give a talk on a subject of his choosing on Monday. It only had to be three minutes and Nick had written it fairly quickly. But it was difficult to know if it was three minutes or not without doing it out loud. Nick realised he could time himself but then he had a better idea. He'd record his talk on his cassette player then check how long it was and how it sounded when he listened back. Nick found a blank cassette, put it into the cassette player, pressed record and started speaking. He lost his place straight away so rewound the tape and prepared to do it again. He realised it was pointless stopping and starting. The tape would record forty five minutes so if he messed up then the best thing was just to restart his speech and keep talking. He had already practised it a couple of times before when the doorbell rang. Nick ignored it but it was persistent. Cursing that he hadn't had time to get dressed, he checked the towel was firmly fastened and ran downstairs to get rid of whoever it was. Nick opened the door and to his shock Christian stood there in a loose t shirt and shorts despite the cold weather smirking at him, "Nicholas! Have you been getting yourself nice and clean for me?" "Fuck off Christian." "Are you going to invite me in?" He asked, still smirking. "No! What the fuck are you doing!" Nick said angrily as Christian didn't wait for the question to be answered. He barged past him and into the house. Christian was bigger and stronger than Nick and he knew it. He walked upstairs going into Nick's bedroom leaving him standing in the hallway in just his towel wondering what the fuck was going on. Nick didn't want him poking around his room so he followed him upstairs and found him sitting on the bed looking smug. "We need to talk Nicholas. I think you'll want to hear what I have to say." "No I don't, fuck off out of here!" Nick replied angrily but Christian showed no sign of wanting to leave. "So...Paul has agreed to swap cohorts with me," he said with the familiar smirk back. "That's not allowed!" He shrugged, "Actually it is. Subclause 15.4.3a: "If any boy in a cohort feels he is being bullied by his representative into not using him then he may swap places with another boy, at the agreement of the council." "Bullied?! Paul wants to fucks me every day he can, he really can't argue that." "That's not what this piece of paper says!" Christian said, waving a handwritten A4 page around. "He says you make him feel awful because his dick is too big for you and he goes home and cries because you bully him over it." "Bullshit." "Of course it is! Paul is an idiot but easily manipulated. He'll say and sign anything I tell him to. We all know its bullshit but I will submit this to the council and I'll get to fuck you every day! Unless....." "Unless what?" Nick asked. No way in hell was that going to happen but information is power. He wanted Christian to show his hand. In any case even if he did swap he'd only manage once a week anyway with the other boys on his list using him. Surely it couldn't be much worse than being fucked by Paul? He didn't want to back down though and give Christian what he wanted. "We do a deal and all this goes away." "What sort of deal?!" "So...a deal where I won't go to the council and lay a complaint by Paul against you. I know what you're thinking, with your chinky little boyfriend fucking you twice and your other bum chums doing it six days of the week you think it'll only be once a week by me? Not when we appeal for it to be outside of your regular number. In fact we could ask for Paul to have special access which he can then give to me!" Nick thought Christian was sounding a bit deranged to be honest as well as an obnoxious racist. His logic didn't add up and neither did what he said he wanted to achieve. One minute he was saying he was going to swap with Paul, next minute he was saying Paul was going to have special access. It sounded bullshit. Still, Nick wanted to check he didn't have any aces up his sleeve. "So what do you want then?" Christian smiled rather than smirked, maybe trying to sweeten the pot. "To fuck you Nick. To fuck some respect into that tight arse of yours. I don't just want to fuck you although I know you'll hate it when I do. No, I want you on your knees as well, humiliated as you swallow every last drop of my cum!" "Yeah, this deal is already sounding shit." 'Don't write it off Nicholas. So I will want one blowjob a week and two fucks. Separate to your limit. No one else needs to know. Paul will limit himself to one fuck a week as well. We won't go to the council and this will all go away." Nick decided enough was enough and laughed out loud, "There is no fucking way I'm agreeing to this. No way at all. You'll never get to fuck me however many made up bullshit schemes you come up with. Now fuck off out of here!" Nick could see Christian looked angry but to be fair to him he stood up and brushed past Nick, walking towards the open door. Nick turned away from him for a moment, relieved he was leaving. However as Nick heard the bedroom door shut he felt a violent shove from behind and he staggered forward and fell onto his bed. "That's better," He heard Christian say before his towel was yanked off leaving him completely naked, Nick then felt Christian's body weight on top of him. He struggled and started to make a futile call for help before a hand wrapped around his mouth. "Shut the fuck up!" Christian said as he wriggled around on top of Nick. To Nick's utter horror he realised Christian was pulling his shorts and pants down. Nick struggled but there wasn't much he could do, Christian was so much bigger and stronger than he was. It didn't help that Christian was on top of him and already using his body weight to pin Nick down. Nick then felt a hard dick slip between his bum cheeks and he started screaming into the hand covering his mouth. "Shut up you little shit! There's no one coming to help. Now we can do this the easy way where we use lube and you let me do this without a fight. Or you continue to struggle and we do it the hard way where I go in dry. I'd prefer the hard way but I'm not a total arsehole so I'm giving you a choice. So I'll take my hand off your mouth for a few moments to give you a chance to tell me." "You're just going to rape me?!" Nick spat out as the hand was withdrawn. "Rape?! It's not really rape is it Nicholas? After all you've had loads of dicks up your arse haven't you you dirty little perv. What's one more between friends? If I was your Primus, if I was in your cohort, well this would happen every day. So what's the fucking problem?" "You're breaking all the rules!" Nick protested angrily hoping that might help. "So what?!" "You won't get away with this! I'll tell my Dad, Mr Shipperton, the council,everyone! "And I'll say we made a deal and you were having buyer's remorse. I'll line up loads of witnesses and it'll go a lot worse for you then just letting me fuck you now will. Now you can feel my hard dick poking at your hole can't you? It'll hurt less if you tell me where the lube is but one way or another it's going inside you." "In my bedside drawer," Nick said resignedly. He could fight it but what was the point. the last thing he wanted was a lube less fuck and who was he kidding? Christian could easily physically overwhelm him. It was damage limitation time and then afterwards he'd use this to take Christian down. There was a brief moment when the bodyweight lifted but Nick had no fight in him. He just lay there as Christian lubed them both up and pushed his dick inside Nick. It hurt and Christian knew it. He was rough as well and tears ran down Nick's cheeks. He wasn't going to give Christian the satisfaction of hearing him grunt or squeeze in pain so he bit his lip until it bled. With a loud cry of triumph he felt Christian cum inside him. Finally it's over, he thought. But then he felt Christian stay on top of him and harden again. "What the fuck are you doing?!" Nick asked angrily. "Fucking you again! I could do it all day but I'll let you go after this one. For now. Everytime you see me you'll know you let me fuck you because you were too fucking weak to fight me off. Now....here...I go...again.." He said thrusting inside Nick as hard and fast as he could. The stimulation both from being pushed up against the bed and internally from Christian's big dick inside him was having a worrying effect on Nick. He hated that his dick was rock hard and was being pushed up and down against the duvet and his body. He hated what his body was doing. But he couldn't stop it. As Christian thrust away particularly deeply Nick grunted as to his horror but also pleasure felt his orgasm wash over him. This was the ultimate humiliation. Then Nick just had to lie there afterwards and take it, just let Christian thrust away inside him. It was the most humiliating and painful experience so far. He thought his life couldn't get any worse yet here he was being fucked by Christian against his will and there wasn't anything he could do about it. All he knew was once it was over he was going to go to the Shipperton's, make a complaint and make sure Christian paid for this. He focused on that and tried to ignore the grunting and thrusting from the boy on top of him who he hated with every fibre of his being...