Date: Sat, 9 Apr 2011 21:58:24 -0400 (EDT)
From: DOGG <nphillydogg@aol.com>
Subject: bridging the gap-9

BRIDGING THE GAP-9


	Having sex with Nicolas Cartwright brought back a lot of memories
of my childhood. I wasn't fully prepared for how deeply I would go,
reminiscing about how he and his friends forever changed my life,
announcing to the world that I was a fag.
	I could admit it now (after years of therapy), "I LOVED NICK
CARTWRIGHT!" I always have. Trouble was, as a 14 year old gay boy, Nick saw
me as nothing more than a cumdump, a place where he and his friends could
blow their wads in on an otherwise boring Friday night. And as a gay boy in
love with my first boy-crush, I did whatever Nick wanted me to...


FLASHBACK


	I used to openly stare at Nick in class (without realizing it),
gawking at him like some star struck fan as he ran basketball with his
friends during gym. Whenever he scored a basket I would cheer, louder than
most of the girls. People started to notice and whisper, but I didn't care,
I was smitten.
	Later that day (after school) while on the school bus, Nick and his
friends were laughing and goofing off. One of his friends nudged him in the
ribs and pointed back at me. I was shy and would always sit in the last
seat, trying to be invisible. I heard Nick's friend say; "hey, ain't that
the guy that be staring at you in class all the time...? Your own personal
cheerleader...! What is he, some kinda faggot...?" Nick looked back me and
said "leave him alone...!"
	I felt honored to have him defend me. It made me like Nick even
more (if possible).


	One day while hanging in the local mall by myself, Nick invited me
to hang with him and his friends. I jumped at the chance, though I would
have preferred it had just been the two of us. We wandered through some of
the stores (with no intentions of buying anything), then chilled out back
on the benches as they started to smoke cigarettes and crack jokes on
passer-bys. I wasn't a smoker, and couldn't believe they were at only 11.
	Nick talked me into taking my first puff, and since I wanted to
stay on his good side, I did it. The smoked filled my lungs and cut off my
breathing. I started coughing and hacking for air while the boys merely
watched and laughed. I thought I was dying, until Nick started to pat me on
the back, making me feel secure.


	After that we began hanging together more often (in groups), going
to the movies, chilling in the park, skateboarding through town, and
smoking behind the school. I always got the sense that the other guys only
put up with me because of Nick, none of them went out of their ways to be
overly friendly to me, or even hold a decent conversation longer than 30
seconds. I never delusion myself into believing they liked me. They spoke
to me, they joked with me, but they weren't MY friends, they were Nick's.
	One day during summer vacation, Nick did the unthinkable and
invited me over to his house for a sleep over. I was reluctant, only
because I knew I wouldn't be able to control my cock (which often sprung
hard whenever Nick was around), and didn't want the other guys noticing and
making fun. But when Nick told me I was the only guy he invited, I knew
this was my chance to raise a couple of notches and hopefully become his
new best friend.


	I informed my dad about the sleepover, then packed myself an
overnight bag. Dad was a single man who often worked long hours at his
mediocre job to make ends meat. After working 8 to 16 hour shifts, he'd
often come home drunk after hanging in the bar a few hours. So getting rid
of me for a night must've been music to his ears.
	I made sure dad had some cooked food prepared in the fridge (I had
taken over all the womanly duties in the house growing up after the death
of my mother when I was born: cooking, cleaning, ironing, etc.) before
leaving. Nick's mom was waiting for me outside in their family car with
Nick in the passenger seat. I ran out and hopped in the back, and off we
went. Mrs Cartwright was nice enough to order pizzas for us, which we ate
for dinner. Nick, myself and Nick's older brother Pete went upstairs to
their room to play video games around 8pm. I mostly watched as the two
brothers fought to win. I fell asleep on the floor, and woke up a few hours
later with Nick's brother poking his cock in my face. I sat up (scared) to
find Nick and Pete sitting on opposite sides of me. They both had their
cocks out, and I had a hard time not staring at them...


"Nick told me he thinks you're gay..." said the slightly older boy
(14). "...why don't you do us a favor and suck our cocks...?"


"But I'm not..., I'm not GAY!" I protested, not knowing what I was at the
time. Sure I wasn't into sports, I wasn't the most masculine boy in class,
and I liked to cook clean and do laundry for my father, but gay...?? No
way!


"Then why are you always staring at me in school...?" asked Nick, breaking
my heart.
	I had no answer for him as I stared into his beautiful accusing
eyes...


"Maybe he doesn't know he's gay...!" said Pete, still stroking his hard
cock.


"He knows..." said Nick, staring down at me. "...he just needs some
incentive!"
	With that, Nick pulled out the most beautiful cock I'd ever
seen. It was only about 6.5" inches as the time, but it was definitely
attractive and alluring (in its own rite) as I stared up at it with dropped
jaw and watering mouth. "Come on, Alex..., why don't you suck us off...?
It'll just be between the 3 of us!"
	With a sweet incentive like that, how could I resist? I found
Nick's cock and words far too tempting to resist as I leaned forward and
took his smooth cock head into my mouth. Instantly I felt energized, as if
my humdrum life had suddenly had purpose. I heard the brothers hi-five each
other overhead, but I was far too enthralled in my own passion and
realization to give a shit as I had the boy of my dreams' cock in my mouth.


	Nick simply knelt there and let me polish his cock head for a few
minutes as my mouth got used to the feel of a dick for the first time. I
was shocked by how amazingly smooth and silky his fleshy cock felt in my
mouth, sliding easily against my lips and tongue like silky satin. I licked
and sucked his 6.5" beauty for all of 2 minutes before Nice suddenly
stiffened, then started moaning aloud. I was afraid his parents might hear
him downstairs, but he managed to bite his lower lip to keep from getting
carried away. I had an abundance of (what I thought was) spit in my mouth,
and quickly swallowed as Nick pulled his still hard cock from my mouth. At
first I thought I did something wrong (why had he stopped?) until his
brother Pete took my head in his hands and forced me over onto his cock. I
didn't want to leave the cock of my dreams, but I also didn't want to anger
or alienate the older boy, so I abandoned Nick and sucked Pete off as best
I could. However Pete must have already had some experience getting his
cock sucked, because he started forcibly shoving my head back and forth on
his dick, making me take more than I was comfortable with. His cock was
slightly larger than Nick's (about 7"), and I was already gagging on the
first 3 inches.


"Take it, bitch! C'mon..., you can do better than that!" snarled Pete,
trying to choke me.


"Hey..., take it easy on him, Pete..., it's his first time sucking
cock...!" reasoned Nick, still taking up for me as his brother roughly used
my mouth.


"First time my ass..." said the older boy, skeptically. "...not with the
way he just ate YOUR load! You not getting sentimental on this lil' faggot,
are you Nick...?" asked Pete, causing Nick's demeanor to change.


"huh...? What...??" he asked, monchoing up. "Hell NO!" he defended, as if
the idea was a sin. "I just don't want his throat all sore and bruised
before I get a chance to use it again!"


"Well..., you only have to be gentle with chicks..." said Pete, forcing his
cock head into the start of my gagging throat. "...you don't have to be
gentle with fags..., they love cock more and can take more abuse! They
won't go crying to the police like girls do..., no matter how much you hurt
them!"
	Really? How did HE know, I wonder...? And WHEN did I eat Nick's
load...??
	Anyway, Pete and Nick spent the rest of the night making me suck
cock. From taking turns (making me switch off every few minutes before they
could cum), to giving my mouth and throat serious poundings and shooting
their cum directly in my face (Pete) or straight down my throat (Nick).
	For WEEKS afterwards I became their regular cocksucker, stopping
off at their house before and after school to suck cock either in their
bedrooms or in the garage. Every morning I walked into school with 2
heaping morning loads in my belly and cum on my breath. And every afternoon
I spent about 20 minutes on my knees sucking out their evening loads,
draining them dry before heading home to cook dinner for my dad. My father
had no idea of what I'd become, and I had no intentions on telling
him. It's not that I believed he was a homophobe..., but what man wants a
fag for a son?


	Everything was going good (I would hookup with Nick and Pete
practically every day to drain their cocks, sucking them as often as 2 to 3
times a day), until that faithful day I stopped off at their house after
school to find they had friends over (Jeremy, Josh, and Logan). At first I
tried to play it off like I came there by mistake, but then Pete said "hey
Alex..., I thought you were gonna give me and Nick some more HEAD!"
	I could actually feel myself shrinking as all the boys stared at me
openly, as if they could see straight though me for the first time. "If you
wanna KEEP sucking our dicks..., you'd better get IN here and get started!"
yelled Pete. "We're already told the guys how good you are..., they ALL
want a turn when you're done with us!"
	I was mortified, and turned on all at the same time. How could Pete
(and especially) Nick betray my like that..., --and after I'd been so nice
to their cocks??


	Meekly I walked into the garage where the boys had all set up shop,
sitting around on old chairs, creates, cardboard boxes, and other old
furnishings the Cartwright's no longer wanted in their home. They watched
as I made my way over to the oldest boy (Pete) first, then quietly got down
onto my knees without an argument. "Take it out!" insisted Peter,
humiliating me in front of everyone. The boys all watched with bated
breath, wondering if I would do it? Of course I did. I reached up and
unfastened his pants, taking out his 7" erection for all to see. I didn't
want to lose their friendships. I especially didn't want to lose Nick's. I
loved him. More than I did myself at the time. "Suck it...!" insisted Pete,
his hard cock stiff as steel in my hand.
	I leaned forward and took it in my mouth, encircling my lips about
the head. All at once the guys all started cheering, hooting and hollering,
saying they KNEW I was a fag. They watched me suck cock in front of them,
doing what no self respecting straight boy would ever be caught dead
doing. I wanted to turn around and run away. To go and hide and pretend
like none of this had ever happened. But before I could make my move
(probably sensing my hesitation), Peter grabbed the back of my head and
started to roughly fuck my face, pulling and pumping my head back and forth
in his lap, forcing me to choke and suck his cock fast and furious, before
I had a chance to change my mind.


	The guys all gathered around to watch the show, wanting closer
looks as I got my face fucked like a porn star. Peter didn't have the most
fineness, he simply grabbed both sides of my head and face fucked like a
Neanderthal. Spit, snot, and tears fell from my face as I tried my best to
breathe between strokes. When Peter forced my entire face down in his
crotch (wedging his cock completely down the back of my throat), he didn't
let me up for almost 3 minutes, wanting to show the other boys the control
he had over me.
	With his cock thoroughly stuffed down the back of my throat, my
breath was cut off. I could feel myself becoming light headed, beginning to
pass out from a lack of oxygen. Pete held me down for well over 30 to 40
seconds, showing off in front of his friends. I started to panic and pull
up as his hands tightened in my hair, holding me by the roots. I could feel
his cock starting to swell in my throat, even as my throat muscles
tightened bout his dick, trying to repel it. The more I struggled the
harder his cock got, until it was throbbing like a sore thumb. Then all of
a sudden (out of nowhere), his cock started coming, belching thick rich
gobs of hot white cum straight down the very back of my throat. I could
actually feel the spurts shooting directly into my stomach for the first
time.
	My cock got rock hard!


"Awww fuck yeah...! Awww fuck! Shit...! Yeah! Take that cum, bitch! Eat
that load!" he groaned, letting them all know I was consuming his semen.


"You're coming down his throat...?" asked one of the naïve boys, unable to
fathom the idea.


"Hell yeah!" said Pete, firing rope after rope. "He always eats our spunk!"


"Let's SEE!" said another boy, also of limited imagination.


"Okay..." agreed Pete, pulling my head up from his lap. By now I was so
limp from a lack of oxygen that all I could do was lie there as he pulled
my mouth up off his spurting cock. My mouth hung open like a dead fish as
the last few spurts of his still coming cock shot off in my face, painting
my pink lips, chin, and cheek.


"Yo dude, that's gross!" said Josh, frowning at the cum dripping from my
face. I was so dazed from a lack of air that Peter had to slap me gently
across the face to get me to breathe. Afterwards he made me suck up the cum
I missed, cleaning his cock.
	Nick was next.


	After cleaning up Pete, I was ordered to crawl over to his younger
brother (Nick). Nick also waited with his pants up, wanting me to do the
honors of unfastening him (so the others could see how desperate for cock I
really was). I could hear the other guys all commenting about how faggoty I
was, crawling for cock after nearly passing out with cum all over my
face. I knew I looked a hot mess, but I didn't care, so long as I got my
reward. --Nick!
	Nick let me nestle up between his spread legs, then unfasten his
pants as I pulled them down about his ankles, freeing his cock and
balls. As his hard cock stood before me, everyone else in the room ceased
to exist as I looked up into Nick's beautifully majestic eyes and melted
like wax. Nic was looking back down at me, a sheepish smirk written across
his handsome face. I immediately swopped down and started licking his cock
like ice-cream, Nick Cartwright my favorite flavor. The guys started
laughing and gagging as if what I was doing was the nastiest thing in the
world, yet all of them were sporting pretty prominent hardons inside their
jeans. I expelled all of them from my mind and focused only on Nick as he
stared up at him while covering his cock with my open mouth.


	Like an anaconda swallowing its prey, I took Nick's cock in my
mouth and locked my lips around it, trapping it. Molding my lips and tongue
around the rock hard shaft, I started to slowly suck him, slithering the
flat part of my wet tongue along the underbelly of his cock. Nick moaned
softly as I stared up at him, catching every emotion on his face. Pete
continued to talk to his friends, telling them to watch me closely, and to
see how much I seemed to be enjoying it. Of course I was enjoying it, I was
sucking the cock of the boy I longed for since elementary.
	Nick and I said nothing as the guys all made rude comments around
us. Nick watched me watch him as I sucked his dick. It was like he and I
had this weird connection that no one else in the room (but us) could see.
	I bobbed my head in his lap, taking more and more of his cock
comfortably into my mouth. Unlike with Pete (who had to force me to swallow
his cock), I swallowed Nick's cock naturally, taking it down into the start
of my throat with loving ease (my eye locked onto his the whole time). Nick
groaned a little louder as I buried my nose in his groin, wanting to eat
ALL OF HIM if I could. Nick squirmed in his seat as I started to pull back
again, tightening my mouth as I dragged my lips back up his shaft. Bobbing
again, I attacked his cock like a hungry cheetah, sucking and devouring his
hot hard cock as if my mouth had been tailor made (by my mother and father)
for it. Nick's mouth gaped open as he started to thrust up into my face,
trying to stuff more cock into my mouth. I could feel his dick starting to
throb, and I knew I was about to be feasting on his sweet load.


"You about to cum, Nick...?" asked Pete, seeing the signs as well.


"Yeah..." gasped Nick, clutching the chair he sat in. "...I'm about to cum
any second...!"


"Flood the fag's mouth!" yelled someone, just as Nick closed his eyes and
started to yell...


"AAHHHHHHH..." he screamed as his cock started pulsating wildly and firing
round after round of short hot creamy thick cum pellets directly into my
mouth. I reached up and grabbed Nick's throbbing dick and started stroking
it, milking the pulsating shaft with my hand while holding the flaring head
in my mouth. Nick came and came and came as his orgasm seemed endless. He
thrust and thrashed about as I milked him dry, falling back into the chair
exhausted only after his orgasm was over. I held Nick's cum in my mouth
until I was absolutely sure he had stopped coming. Then and only then did I
remove my mouth (keeping my lips sealed), and swallowed his load.


"EEWWWW...!!" sounded the boys around me.
	Nick slowly opened his eyes and looked back down at me, then (just
before Pete ordered me over to the next cock) smiled. It was the nicest
most tender moment of my life. That's when I realized and accepted that
sucking the dick and eating the load of the man I loved was paramount to
anything else!


	The rest of that evening was spent with me orally servicing Jeremy,
Josh, and Logan, --then sucking Pete and Nick again. After that whenever I
hung with Nick and his buddies I was ordered to suck them off, no matter
where we were or what we were doing. I had to suck them off in mall
restrooms, movie theatres, parking lots, playgrounds, basements, garages,
in back of our school (whenever and wherever they wanted).
	Things took another turn one night (2 years later when we were 13)
while I was spending another night at the Cartwright's, when Nick started
showing interests in my ass. Whenever I would suck him off in private (in
his bedroom or on the sofa when his parents weren't home), he would reach
down and start to play with my ass. At first it was just mild touching,
slapping or groping, nothing that made me believe that he was actually
interested in fucking it. Then he started sliding his hand down INSIDE my
pants (and/or underwear), feeling my bare cheeks and rubbing his middle
finger up and down my hairless ass crack. The sensation felt so weird, yet
so powerful, I found myself arching my back to elevate my ass and part my
cheeks just so his finger(s) could have better access. I couldn't believe
how great it felt having my tight boy-hole played with. Nick seemed to like
toying with my asshole, and would bust some of the biggest loads while
fingering fucking my tight chute.
	Nick never touched my ass if his brother was around, in fact, he
treated me totally different when we were alone. I'm not saying that he
loved me or anything, but he definitely treated me with a little more care
when we were alone. Then one night (while spending at night) after sucking
both the brothers off twice, I fell asleep with Nick in his bed.
	I woke up sometime during the night to feel Nick's hard cock
sliding up and down between my ass cheeks. He was hugging me from behind in
spoon position, and his cock felt absolutely amazing sliding up and down my
hairless ass crack (Nick had obviously lubed my ass with Vaseline while I
was sleep).
	I pretended to be asleep so he wouldn't stop grinding his cock
against. I felt like a total girl wrapped in Nick's arms, his hard cock
rubbing up against me, making my asshole pucker and pout against its will.
	Then I felt Nick's hand slip down between my cheeks, his fingers
slipping into my hole. I arched my back instinctively (already a slut),
tossing my ass back at him. I fully expected Nick to play with my ass until
he woke me up and forced me to suck his cock again, but he then surprised
me by pulling out his fingers and sliding his hard-on back into my ass
crack. Startled, I thought `well maybe he wants to jack off against my
ass?' But THEN Nick started to push his cockhead up against my asshole,
pressing forth until the pressure started to nudge inward.


"uhh..." I groaned when I felt his cockhead starting to pry me open. But
instead of stopping, Nick continued to push into me as his cockhead started
to penetrate my anal ring. "UHH...!" he grunted as his cock penetrated me,
breaking through my sealed anal lip like a knife stabbing into my gut. I
tried to pull away but Nick's strong arms held me captive, keeping me
prisoner.


"You're so tight..." he whispered into my ear, letting me know he knew I
was awake. I realized that despite the pain to my own hole, Nick's cock was
getting a thrill from sliding into my body, so whatever the cost, I was
going to endure the pain to please HIM.
	But as Nick's cock continued to slide into me, my grunts began to
turn into wails as he reached around to cover my mouth with his hand. I
screamed into his greasy palm as he pushed the remainder of his cock inside
me, then started to grind into me. "Shhh..., we don't want to wake up my
parents...!" he said into my ear, warning me of the consequences. I tried
my best to keep quiet, but getting fucked for the first time, feeling a
hard cock rip through your bare unprotected bowels like a crowbar ripping
open a pried door is no easy task. But I took the pain, knowing Nicolas was
enjoying it. I didn't realize it at the time, but Nick must have cum very
quickly that first time as my asshole suddenly got really slick and
slippery, allowing his hard-on to slice through me much easier.


	Nick seemed to fuck me forever, rolling me over onto my stomach as
he wedged his legs between mine and continued to fuck me. With his chest
flat against my back and his head buried in the pillows beside me, he
didn't notice his brother Peter sitting up watching us, his hard-on
sticking straight up out of his loose fitting boxers.
	Nick continued to hump into me as I stared at Peter staring at
us. His eyes were locked on our fucking, wanting in on it. When Nick
finally rammed in for the last time and came (his young body thrashing
about on top of me), Peter was the first to break the quiet in the room,
saying "My turn!"
	Nick popped up on top of me, unaware that his brother had saw us. I
could still feel Nick's hard cock inside me, pulsating and pumping fresh
cum into my butt as he slowly (reluctantly) pulled out.


"Come over HERE...!" insisted Peter, making room on his bed for me. I got
up from Nick's bed as Peter peeled off his boxers and tossed them on the
floor, his cock rock hard for my sore ass.
	Climbing into Pete's bed, I assumed the same position and got on my
stomach. Peter climbed up on top of me, then aimed his hard cock down at my
slimy asshole. Without even bothering to lube first, he began pushing into
me, stretching my tight pink boy-pussy.


"OHHHH...!!" I groaned as he slid in roughly.


"Shut up..." warned Peter, stuffing his entire cock into me. "...you JUST
got fucked..., it CAN'T hurt that much!"
	Little did HE know! I hate it how straight guys who NEVER TOOK COCK
BEFORE tries to instruct bottoms how to get fucked. Unless you've had a
cock up your own ass, you have NO IDEA how it feels to get fucked!
	Being older, Peter was rougher than Nicolas. He jammed all of his
hard cock up into me (almost brutally), then instantly began fucking
without even giving me benefit of getting used to him. My asshole was on
fire as he rammed himself in and out, butt fucking me hard and deep, giving
me no choice but to surrender.


"Please Peter..." I begged, biting my lower lip to keep from yelling too
loudly and wake his sleeping parents down the hall. "...go slower,
PLEASE...!"


"Shut up fag!" said Pete, fucking me harder on purpose. "You're nothing but
a pussy-boy...! You were MADE to take cock! So shut up and TAKE IT!"
	I remember crying into Peter's pillow as he fucked me, his hips
slapping loudly into my ass as his bed springs bounced and creaked like
crickets. Eventually HE came in my ass too, ramming all the way up inside
me as he unloaded a huge load in my gut. I could feel his cock jumping and
jerking inside me like Nick's had, except Pete's cock was bigger. When he
was done I staggered back over to Nick's bed, semen dripping down the backs
of my legs as it leaked profusely from my ruined asshole. As soon as I was
back under Nick's covers, he was stuffing his own hard-on back up into my
hole. I pleaded with Nick not to fuck me, to give my sore cunt a break, but
like his brother he wasn't listening, and continued to fuck my ass again
for the 3rd time.


	After that I got butt fucked by Nick and Pete regularly. I also had
to suck their cocks and eat their cum, but they were butt fucking me more
and more, leaving their cum tracks up inside my asshole. As word got around
that Alexander Wilcox was a cocksucker, the list of names of boys wanting
their cocks sucked started to grow. Soon I was sucking cock regularly
before school and after school. There would always be Nick and Pete and a
few core friends of theirs wanting to dump a load before the first period
bell rang. Sometimes I'd be on my knees in the school's back stairwell
sucking up to 10 cocks in the morning. It was always a task to get every
boy off before the late bell rang. Once or twice I've had to run for the
entrance with my mouth still full of the last guy's cum, running before
they shut the door and declared you late for school. Then after school
there would always be a larger group of boys waiting for me, their crotches
tented outward in anticipation of a hot blow job from the local fag. I'd
usually spend the next hour or so sucking off 20 cocks, getting cum shot
directly down my throat or on my face and clothes, staining my shirts. I'd
always race home to get my clothes in the wash before dad go home and saw
what was plastered all over my school shirts.
	I'd always satisfy Nick and Pete's anal desires before heading
home, but sometimes they would want second or thirds before bedtime, and
would come around to knock on my front door to ask my dad if I could come
out. Sometimes dad would say `sure', then call me downstairs to the
door. Nick would take me outside, then fins a nice quiet spot behind the
house or in the garage and butt fuck another hot load into me before
bed. But then there were sometimes (usually when dad had a few too many
drinks) when dad would simply slam the door in their faces, telling them to
`go to hell!' On THOSE occasions Nick and/or his brother Pete would climb
up the trellis outside my bedroom window, and sneak into my room. The first
time they did that it scared the living shit out of me. I thought someone
was sneaking in to rob or murder me. I was shocked to see two familiar
faces with flashlights pulling down my bed covers and lifting my legs. They
fucked me right there and then, ignoring my father's instruction as they
took ownership and claim of my boy-pussy. I thought for sure we would get
caught, especially when Pete got on top of me and started pounding me as if
no one was home. The bed creaked and bang against the wall, but dad was so
stoned downstairs on the sofa that he never heard a thing. Both brothers
fucked me twice, leaving four hefty loads in my swollen anus before
climbing back out the bedroom window.


	By the time I was 14 and 15, I was an expert at sucking boy cock
and getting fucked. I'd had so much cock in me by then, that I started to
believe I WAS a girl. I wore my hair longer (getting into arguments with my
dad about getting a haircut), I'd wear tight jeans to school (to show off
my ass to the boys), and switch like Naomi Campbell in the halls. There was
ALWAYS a horny boy in the restroom needing a hot mouth or a tight ass to
fuck. I got cock during classes by meeting guys in the boy's room while
classes were in session. I'd ask the teacher for a hall pass, then sashay
down the hall to the restroom. I'd only have to wait a few minutes before
the door would open behind me and one, two, or sometimes three boys would
show up, all looking for a place to dump. I'd spend the next 10 minutes
with my pants down around my ankles getting butt fucked in a stall. The
boys didn't last long, and would dump their loads in me in a matter of
moments. I'd usually be back in class without arousing any of the teacher's
suspicions. But by the time class was over I'd have wet tracks staining the
ass of my pants, soaking straight through my underwear. I took to wearing
Kotex to soak up the draining cum after gang bangs, to keep down on the
laughter as I walked down the hall between classes. But despite my
humiliation, there was always some straight guy that got horny after
noticing the cum stains in the seat of my pants. There would be notes
stuffed in my locker with times and dates for me to meet them in secret, IF
I wanted to catch their loads.
	I was getting fucked pretty regularly by a number of guys daily,
when some asshole decided to tell my father.


	It happened one day while I was getting gang banged at a party (one
of many I was asked to attend and be the designated cum dump when the girls
weren't trying to put out). The guys would usually set up a spare room in
the back of the house or in the basement for me to get fucked in, separate
from the party. I could hear the loud thump of the music, I could hear all
the laughter and good times, but I was usually busy getting face and ass
fucked to participate. Besides, most of the guys that used me at those
parties didn't want to be seen with or around me in public. If they saw me
walking down the street or in the halls at school, they would join in with
their friends and tease me, knowing full well they would be fucking me
later or had just put a load inside me earlier that day. I really didn't
mind the fact that none of the guys fucking me wanted to be my friend. I
still had Nick. Nick was still the light in my life. The armor in my
suit. So long as I still got to suck and sample his cock and cum, I was
happy.
	The party was in full swing (beer, weed, xtasy) when the parents of
the house showed up unexpectedly. Apparently one of the nosey neighbors
called them and told them about the underage party happening at their
house. Kids started running for the exits as soon as they showed up. The
party was over. Unfortunately I was still in the back room getting fucked
by a group of high boys. They had been taking turns using my mouth and ass,
trying to see who could last the longest without coming. Most of them had
already cum in me more than once that night, but there were still a couple
whose loads I had yet to get. I was sucking one cock while getting ass
fucked by another when I heard this loud high pitch womanly scream. The guy
in my ass was coming at that very moment and locked onto my hips so I
couldn't pull away. The lady of the house screamed for her husband who came
running. At first they thought I was a girl getting gang banged. The
husband came in and pulled the guys off of me, yanking their dripping
hard-ons right out of me. As his wife reached down to help me up, she
noticed my hard cock and screamed "it's a BOY!" Her husband released the
two guys fucking me (as they ran with their pants down), then grabbed me by
the hair and rose me to my feet.


"It's a FAGGOT...!" he said, noticing the stench of cum all over
me. "What's your name...? Where do you live...? I'm calling your parents!"
	Of course my dad was FURIOUS to say the least. He beat the shit out
of me as soon as he got me home. Cum excreted from every orifice I had
every time he hit me (which only made him madder). He cursed me, called me
names a father should never call his own child. Then he disowned me, saying
how disappointed he was that my mother had to die to birth a freak like
me. The words tore through me like a knife. I couldn't stop balling my eyes
out, which only made me look even weaker in his eyes.
	Unable to stand any more, my dad kicked me out of the house. I
begged him to let me stay, saying I had no other place to go. But he was
drunk and irrational. He threw me a few dollars and told me since I like
sucking dick so much, maybe I should earn the money on the streets like
every other whore! Angry, despondent, and alone, I did just that, taking
the Greyhound into the city where I worked the streets as a male
prostitute.
	And the rest is history...


END FLASHBACK


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