You Don’t Mess with the Hung Bunch

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“Since this is chemistry class, we’re going to perform an experiment today” said Mr. Stanton, our high school chemistry teacher the Friday morning before spring break as we were about to take a test. Mr. Stanton was brown-haired, serious, 45, and in good shape. “Everyone stand up, you’re all going to switch seats…” He began pointing and the students accordingly took their new seats. 

Frank glared at Mr. Stanton who glared back. Frank, Vinnie, Eric and I were split up. More importantly, we were apart from our genius bottoms Benjy and Alan. They did all our homework and helped us cheat during tests by sneaking us their answers. Who the fuck cares about protons, neutrons and all that stupid shit! Mr. Stanton obviously found out about our racket.

I now sat next to some girls and looked at the test in amazement, it was like a foreign language as I never paid attention in class. I just wrote any shit down. 30 minutes later, we all took our exams to Mr. Stanton’s desk and left.

“We’re going to get that motherfucker!” yelled Frank when we were sitting in the cafeteria. “By the time spring break is over, that fuck is going move us back to our seats and things will be back to normal!”

Later on, we drove in Frank’s car and hung out across the street from Mr. Stanton’s house. After about an hour, he came out with blonde Mrs. Stanton. They got into their car and drove. We followed them; they went to the airport. They parked in the garage, we parked nearby. We looked at Mr. Stanton’s Facebook. A half hour later, they came back with their only child, a 19-year-old son, Christopher. Wearing jeans and a varsity jacket, he was cute looking, blond, medium height with a good build. He was a freshman at a Vermont university and came back home to visit his folks.

“Well! This just got really interesting!” laughed Frank. We drove to the Crystal Palace Motel had a good fuckfest with Benjy and Alan taking care of us.

The next afternoon was Saturday, we were parked across from the Stanton house. We hung out for hours, watching them all leave, drive and return. Oh! At 7:00 PM, Mr. and Mrs. Stanton drove off alone, probably to a dinner party or something. Frank, Vinnie, Eric and I got out of Frank’s car and went to the front door and rang the bell.

“Hello?” said Christopher in a cheery confident masculine voice.

“Hey, is Mr. Stanton at home?”

“No, he’s with my mother at the country club.”

“Oh, I’m a student of his and was supposed to drop off some homework because I was out sick yesterday.”

“Ok” said Christopher as he opened the door, he looked all American Boy in his jeans, polo shirt and boat shoes. We barged in, “Hey!” he yelled.

We grabbed and forced him to the living room and threw him down on the floor. “What’s going on?!” “We should get more comfortable” said Frank as he started taking off his clothes. Vinnie, Eric and I began grabbing Christopher and pulling his clothes off. “Hey, Frank! Look at this!” when I saw Christopher’s silver ring engraved with “True Love Waits.”

“Holy fuck! This just got even better!” laughed the nude Frank, his eight and half dick was solid and bobbing around, as were his hefty balls. “You’re on a chastity until marriage kick?!”

“Yes, I’ve pledged to remain pure until I finish college and get married to my girlfriend” declared the now nude Christopher, whose seven-inch dick was hard. Frank grabbed his hand and forced it on his dick.

“That’s fucking nuts! You’re a good-looking young guy, you should be banging pussy all the time if that’s what you’re into! Instead, you’re Mr. Virgin!”

“It’s none of your business!”

“What is my business, is that your father fucked us over. The best way we can get back at him is to gang fuck you. When he sees what we did, he’ll make things right, because he’ll know if he doesn’t, we’ll do it again to you. This isn’t personal, we got nothing against you. Now, suck my dick.”  

“Please! No!” cried Christopher.

“Resistance is futile” said Frank, “Pete.” I reached into my pocket and took out the taser, I zapped Christopher’s young ball sack. Oh! The horrifying wail he let out!

“Ok, now you can tell yourself you were forced to do it. Pete is going keep zapping you, until you do it.”

The crying Christopher was on knees with Frank towering over him, he opened his mouth, extended his head forward and took Frank’s cock in his mouth.

“There you go! Good boy! Now, use that tongue and lick it all over.” Christopher was hyperventilating and sounded like he was going to barf as he worked on Frank’s cock with his tongue. “Well, you’re not pure anymore!” laughed Frank.

We’d done it again! Oh! What a fabulous sight! Frank standing tall and proud before a beautiful once innocent downtrodden straight boy on his knees who was sucking dick for the first time. It’s so much fun watching them be humiliated by being converted into cocksuckers with their sweet faces contorted around a big dick. Something they’d never thought they’d do! Because of us!

“You’re doing real well Christopher, now lick my balls.” Christopher did as he was told and was licking Frank’s balls. “Lick under the head of cock…” And so it went, Christopher got the hang of it. “That enough” said Frank, Christopher took his mouth off. There was Frank’s triumphant erect tool, slicked up with Christopher’s spit, strands of precum leaked from it.

The nude Vinnie’s eight and a quarter incher was presented to Christopher’s face. He sucked it without complaint as if in a trance. Vinnie pulled it out and Eric’s eight inches took his place. After Eric got done, it was my turn. Oh! The exquisite sensations of getting my dick sucked by a newbie! Christopher had adjusted and gave me some pretty good head.

“Get up” said Frank. Christopher stood. Frank groped his ass and fingered it. Christopher howled in shock. “I like you kid; I’m going to be as gentle as possible” whispered Frank. “NO! NOT THAT! DEAR GOD!” yelled Christopher who started thrashing around as Vinnie, Eric and I held him and followed Frank to the dining room. Frank pressed his iPhone, and the Rolling Stones were now blasting. We pulled the struggling Christopher onto the long mahogany dining room table. Frank zapped his balls, Christopher got compliant, he put himself on his hands and knees like we indicated. There he was in position, back arched with his pale luscious ass cheeks raised, displaying his clean pink tiny virgin hole. His hard young dick and full balls jutted downward over the table.

Frank took the lube bottle and drenched his cock and then poured plenty into Christopher. Frank put his hand on Christopher’s hips. “There, there” he whispered, “It’ll all be over soon.”

Frank kept his promise, I’ve seen him brutalize guys with his cock, now he gingerly put the tip of his dick against Christopher’s hole and very slowly began penetration. Of course, no matter how thoughtful Frank was, Christopher still had an eight and half inch cock going into him for the first time and was understandably distressed, screaming in agony. Frank got it all the way in, slowly withdrew it and pushed back in. He fucked Christopher at a steady firm pace. Christopher seemed to be getting used to having his ass split open and was sobbing at a now low volume. That was until he began moaning and grunting and carrying on as his dick began gushing cum all over the table. His first non-solo orgasm! Lucky boy! Frank hit his sweet spot! Frank kept thrusting until he was cumming, pulled out and splattered his load on Christopher’s back.   

 Vinnie went medieval with his cock on Christopher’s ass which got a good slapping. Why not, Frank just broke him in. Eric was his usual low-key self when he fucked Christopher. When it was my turn, I was so horned up. This felt like a special fuck because it was. Here, was a nice pure straight guy who hadn’t done anything wrong and could never conceive of four stallions invading his house and making him a bitch. I joyously hammered away giving his chute the old in out with my cock. He was so tight but had loosened up after taking three big dicks.

The sounds he made were more now of involuntary pleasure, which must have confused him. After all, he hadn't thought about taking it up the ass before. I felt pleasure too as I felt his velvety ass ring stretch around my dick and then clamp snugly around it. Yum! He began chanting “OH! OH! OH!” He was cumming again! I made him cum with my cock! I saw his hard dick squirting again on the table. I pulled out, walked over to face. “Finish me off with your mouth, you need to swallow cum for the first time.” “Way to go, Pete!” roared my buds. He did like I told him, putting my dick that had just been fucking his ass in his mouth. He sucked it real well, I was blasting his throat with my hot load. He gagged some up, swallowed some, the rest I painted his face with.

“What are you drinking, Christopher?” asked Frank.

“I don’t drink.”

“Suit yourself.”

We were sitting around the table sipping shots of Mr. Stanton’s Gray Goose from his well-stocked bar, while puffing on our JUULs. We needed to come down after such a super fuckfest! Christopher who was drenched in cum, lay on the table surrounded by puddles of his cum whimpering in a fetal position. We found a bathroom, took showers and got dressed.

“You’re no longer a virgin, that’s for sure! Get off the table” said Frank. Christopher did, we took him to the front porch, we tied his hands up above his head. We left him standing for anyone to see, nude, having just been fucked four times and soiled with our drying cum.

We sat in Frank’s car across the street. About an hour later, Mr. and Mrs. Stanton drove up, parked and ran to their porch upon the sight of their trussed up nude defiled son. “Oh my God!” “What happened?!” Mr. Stanton untied Christopher, they were all crying and went inside. We weren’t worried, there was no way the Stanton’s would call the cops to report what had happened to their son. The shame and embarrassment would be too much. No, they’d keep quiet and get over it.

The rest of spring break flew by, we hung out with each other, and I went on a vacation to Chicago with my parents and younger sister. We followed the Stanton’s on Facebook and saw them at a few family events, they weren’t really smiling, especially Christopher. I saw that he wasn’t wearing his purity ring anymore. Before we knew it, it was Monday back at high school.

“Good morning class, go back to our original seats” robotically said Mr. Stanton, standing in front of the blackboard scribbled with formulas on it in chalk. “Teachers aren’t perfect, unfortunately I lost the last test. So, you’ll be taking it again. It’s the same test, so it shouldn’t affect your grade…”

Well! What a difference raping a son makes! Frank, Vinnie, Eric and I sat back pretending to scribble answers until nearby Benjy and Alan covertly passed us theirs’.

“Hey Mr. Stanton, we hope you had a nice spring break and spent time with your family around the dining room table” grinned Frank when the class ended, we swaggered up to Mr. Stanton who was seated at his desk staring blankly and handed in our tests.

We were wearing our white T-shirts, black leather biker jackets and scruffy worn jeans that showed off our heavy bulges. We were victorious warriors who had ravaged Mr. Stanton’s son,  crushed him and got what we wanted. He’d have to look at us five times a week for the next few months until we graduated.

“See you tomorrow, teach…”  

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