Payback

Reader discretion is adviced, this story contain graphic content depicting violence and rape which may not be suitable to all readers. This is a fictional story and do not portray real events or real persons.

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This story is a work of fiction.  It is a gay bondage fantasy, which is not based on real life.   Any resemblance, therefore, to anyone living or dead is purely accidental. Furthermore, this story depicts males on male sexual practices; stop reading now if you are offended by this.

All characters depicted in this story are willing participants in all the scenes they appear in.  No one was coerced or paid to appear in this story.

In no way do the practices and themes depicted in this story reflect the author’s beliefs or sexual practices.  If you choose to act out scenes from this story, please do it responsibly.  Always practice safe sex; you owe it not only to yourself but to your sexual partners.  If you think you have injured yourself or think you have contracted a sexual disease, or have any other health concerns.  Would you please consult with a health professional?

Please don’t contact the author with commercial requests or advertising; I can find enough of that on the internet to fill my every want, need, and or desire. However, do contact me if you want to talk about the story, ask questions, send messages, or give feedback.  Feel free to make suggestions, but I do not guarantee that any of them will be used, particularly if they require any of the characters to act outside of the story’s parameters or their bio.

If you do not like this story, go and read someone else’s.

I wrote the first draft of this ever the Christmas period, and I must confess this is the first story I have ever written in its entirety, normally I write a couple of pages then edit and add to it a bit and edit again.  So, it was a new experience this time around, I also normally edit while I’m travelling somewhere, normally to work, but again I was home for most of the time.  So, again this has been a new experience for me.  I hope you enjoy it.

Bastian

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Chapter 1

Friends

It was another hot summer’s day in Melbourne, and all the boys could think about was the fact that it was the last day of the school year.  All they had to suffer through was this final assembly, and then they could all head home.  Adrian and his mates were going to the movies after the assembly, and they couldn’t wait.  The boys were all standing around under the trees, sweating like crazy, near the quadrangle, waiting for the assembly to start when they would all move to the rows of chairs in the blistering sun.  All the boys thought about was what a stupid time it was to redo the floor of the multipurpose room.  Paul walked up to Adrian just before the bell rang, “give us ya pants!”

“What the fuck,” Adrian responded incredulously, “fuck off ya poofter, or you’re not coming to the movies with us,” he finished with a sneer in his voice.

“I’m not going to ask you again,” Paul responded as he balled up his fist, “I’m just going to hit you in the fuckin’ nuts so hard it’s going to make ya nose bleed.  Now give me ya fuckin’ pants.  I’m not goin’ ta ask ya again,” Paul finished menacingly.

Like all the guys in their social group, Adrian has been hit in the nuts before by a football, a basketball, and the backswing of a cricket bat, but nothing compared to being hit in the nuts by Paul.  Paul works out seriously at the gym, while Adrian’s body was lithe; due to all his running, Paul was heavily muscled from going to the gym almost daily.  The last time Paul hit Adrian in the nuts, he couldn’t draw a steady breath for at least 90 minutes, but still, Adrian thought about it for a minute or two.  In fact, it wasn’t until Paul’s fist began to move that Adrian started to undo his belt and pants, “Ok!  Ok!  Fuck, if you’ve got that big a hard-on for my pants, then here fuckin’ take ‘em,” Adrian said as he pushed his pants down his legs and made to step out of them.  Adrian didn’t know that all their mates had drawn themselves up into a loose circle around him and Paul, not to give him any privacy, per se; it was more so that the teachers and other students didn’t get wind of what was going on.  Well, not yet anyways.  Truth be told, Adrian has no problem with stripping at the best of times; he’s a runner, so he has a well-toned body.  He’s 210cm tall, and he has a nine-inch cock soft; he refuses to wear jocks unless he absolutely has to, so he either wears boxers or goes commando; he really doesn’t care who gets to drool over his cock.  He just didn’t like to be forced to have to show his cock off, well, that was what he was telling himself anyway, and there were school rules to consider, not to mention common decency rules.  True, today was their last day of the year, but he had to come back for his final year next year, and the Staff could hold his punishment over until then.

Adrian stepped out of his pants and handed them over to Paul; now Adrian stood on the school grounds in nothing but his shoes and socks, his boxers, and his shirt and tie.  The head of his uncircumcised cock hung just below the bottom of the hem of the leg.  Just as the bell went for the assembly, someone snatched Adrian’s pants out of his hands, and before Adrian had a chance to protest, all the boys began to move towards the chairs.  Some of the boys walking behind Adrian and his friends had glimpses of Adrian in his boxers, shirt, and shoes had all pulled out their phones and were recording the proceedings for prosperity.  Or, so they could wank over the sight when they got home or found a quiet hidey hole somewhere.  Adrian began to protest half-heartedly until that is Paul grabbed hold of the back of Adrian’s boxers and gave him the biggest wedgie.  Paul applied so much force to the back of Adrian’s boxers as he pulled them up Adrian’s arse crack that Adrian’s nuts were caught up and pulled back between his legs so far, they could kiss his anus.  So, now Adrian’s nuts were permanently lodged along Adrian’s perineum and were forced through the beginning of Adrian’s arse crack or the end of it, depending on your point of view.  While Adrian’s cock missed out on being caught up with his nuts, most of his cock now hung in full view of anyone who wanted to look at it, and there were a lot of boys who desperately wanted to get a good look at it.  While the leg opening of his boxers was pulled cruelly tightly across the base of his cock, much to the delight of everyone around them.  Now they were surrounded by more boys with their phones out, and this time no one was being surreptitious about it at all.

Finally, they got to the chairs, and Adrian awkwardly followed the rest of his mates to their chosen seats.  Adrian wasn’t looking forward to even trying to sit down, not with the wedgie he was just given, but what choice did he have?  But as they sat down, the two boys on either side of Adrian grabbed his boxers and yanked them down to his knees as they finished sitting.  “What the fuck….” Adrian exclaimed.  Tom, sitting on one side of him and had a very firm hold of Adrian’s boxers in his hand, said, “take your fuckin’ boxers off and give ‘em to me.  Or all of this is going to feel like a fuckin’ girl scouts picnic compared to what I’m going to do to you.”

Adrian still had a tight grip on his boxers, trying to pull them back up, even though Tom and Paul, on the other side of Adrian, were applying equal pressure to pull them off.  “Come on, ya pair of fuckin’ homo pooftas,” Adrian said with as much venom in his voice as he could manage under the circumstances.

At that moment, a teacher hissed at the boys to be quiet and listen to the speeches.   Adrian was monetarily caught off guard, and the boys managed to yank his boxers down to his feet and pulled them off his shoes before passing them down the line to another boy.  Now Adrian was sitting on the seat in nothing but his shoes and socks, school shirt, and tie.  “What the fuck, man?” Adrian hissed at Tom.

“Now you know how I felt the day you dacked me in the pool,” Tom hissed back.

“Oh, come on,” Adrian retorted, “you’re doing all of this just for that?” Adrian finished as he began to chuckle at the memory, “fuck it was in the kiddie pool; there were only toddlers around,” Adrian hissed back at Tom.

“And their mothers’,” Tom shot back.

“Oh, yeah, right,” Adrian said as he laughed again, but he soon stopped when he felt Tom flick his exposed cock somewhat cruelly.  “Hey, what the fuck?” Adrian yelped as he jumped a little in his seat.  Once again, the teacher hissed in their general direction to be quiet while all the boys who could see what was going on had their phones out and were filming the drama unfolding before them.

“That’s for dacking me on the side of the big pool,” Keith hissed at Adrian as he also reached over and flicked Adrian’s exposed cock, but a bit harder this time.  Which managed to stop Adrian from laughing at the memory.

“Oh, come on,” Adrian began to whine, “that was just some harmless fun.  You got to pull your bathers up when you were in the water.”

“Yeah, after everyone got a good look at mi cock,” Keith said as he flicked Adrian’s cock even harder this time, and by now Adrian’s cock was beginning to rise to the occasion; here it was exposed to the fresh air, and people were paying it a lot of attention.

“Hey, shut the fuck up,” Paul hissed at Adrian and Keith as he flicked Adrian’s exposed cock.

“Ow, fuck,” Adrian almost shouted at Paul, and he would have shouted if Paul hadn’t flicked his cock again.  “If you want this to stop, then give us ya tie….”

“Fuck off; I always knew you were a homo, Paul, always trying to get an eyeful of my cock in the changerooms….”

“Fuck, mate, no one had to try to see your cock in the changerooms, the way you paraded around fuckin’ naked, shoving your cock in everyone’s face.  Now,” Paul continued as he reached between Adrian’s thighs, ignoring Adrian’s almost fully erect cock, and grabbed his nuts in one hand and pulled them out towards his knees, “give us ya fuckin’ tie!”

With his eyes watering, Adrian pulled his tie off from around his neck and threw it at Paul’s lap, but before Adrian could get his nuts back, Paul demanded his shirt as well.  Knowing he had no other option, he pulled his shirt open, not caring that the buttons went flying all over the place.  All Adrian cared about was getting Paul to stop pulling in his nuts.  Adrian shimmied out of his shirt and threw it into Paul’s lap, not caring that it disappeared almost instantly.  “Good boy,” Paul said as he gave Adrian’s nuts a cruel twist before he let them go.

Adrian was sitting on the chair in nothing but his shoes, socks, and t-shirt.

“Guess what?” Paul growled in Adrian’s ear, but before he even had a chance to respond, Paul and Tom grabbed Adrian’s t-shirt by the collar and pulled it, ripping Adrian’s t-shirt down the front from the collar to the bottom hem.  At that precise moment, the speakers were changing, and everyone heard the material as it was ripped from Adrian’s body for a few rows in front and behind the friends.  Which caused quite a few boys to laugh out loud, which again brought the ire of the teachers standing near them.

“What the fuck….” Adrian began until that is Paul applied more pressure to Adrian’s nuts, and he shut up just as quickly.  Adrian figured that nothing more could happen to him now, so he sat naked in his seat, wearing nothing but his shoes and socks.

Finally, the assembly drew to a close, and Adrian couldn’t wait to get his clothes back; he was supposed to be going to go to the movies with his mates, well, former mates, Adrian thought to himself, after school.  But Adrian had decided that he’d ditch the others and go on his own; after this indignity, Adrian decided that his former friends could all go fuck themselves.  Adrian turned to Paul and was just about to ask for his clothes back when he felt something being pulled tight around the base of his ball bag.  He looked down to see that Paul had tied a loop in the narrow end of Adrian’s tie and was in the process of tightening it around the base of his ball bag.  “What the fuck do ya think ya doing, you fuckin’ homo poof,” Adrian began with as much righteous anger as he could muster under the circumstances and began to get up from his seat when he could work out for himself just what Paul was doing.  Paul now had a tether for Adrian, which Adrian discovered when he could only get his arse a short way off his seat before the tether pulled tight, and Adrian had no other option but to sit back down.

As the boys dispersed and made their way to either the buses, their cars, or the nearest exit from the school grounds, Paul stood up and, stepping over the near-naked Adrian, said, “come on, boi,” as he gave a tug on Adrian’s tie.  Having no other option, Adrian stood up and followed his former friends as they made their way to their cars in the car park.  “Naturally, you’re riding with me,” Paul said as he tugged on Adrian’s tie; none of the boys that were surrounding Adrian and his friends were too fussed about helping Adrian out of his current predicament.  As Adrian didn’t reserve his ‘pranks’ for just his friends, he ‘pranked’ anyone who was near at hand at the time, and he could be pretty nasty while he ‘pranked’ whomever his target was at the time.  So, they were all happy to see Adrian get some of his own medicine back for a change, as some of his ‘pranks’ were, well, let’s just say they were a little over the top.

All the friends had met at school, their school was one of the only private schools in Melbourne that did Prep to year 12, and the boys had met in either Prep or Grade 1.  All the boys came from extremely rich families, or they would not have been able to afford the fees.  But of all their social group, Adrian was the only one who took his notion of privilege to heart and played ‘pranks’ not only on those around him but seemed to take perverse pleasure in dominating his friends most of all.  So, for the friends to take this stance seemed like a risky venture; they were all concerned about Adrian getting his own back on them.  It took all of Paul’s powers of persuasion to get their friends to go along, although by now, it was easier for the rest of the friends to really get into what was going on right in front of them.  Those boys who had wanted to hang back initially, being a little nervous about how Adrian’d take it, were now dead keen to get some payback on Adrian and joined in merrily.

Adrian climbed into the back seat, followed quite quickly by Roy, and as he was shuffling over, Adrian bumped into Tom as he sat on the other side of him.  Both boys grabbed Adrian’s nearest hand and sat on it so that he couldn’t cover himself up, and as Paul drove out of the car park, he lowered the soft top.  Tom and Roy hung their leg nearest Adrian over his legs and pulled them apart, so Adrian had no hope of covering himself.  Once again, Adrian’s cock sprang to attention as Adrian realised that now he was on show to the entire world.  To anyone who was walking past on the footpath if they were close enough.  To every other road user who had a higher vehicle than theirs, which wasn’t hard as they were in an Audi, after all, which made just about every other vehicle higher than theirs.  So, Adrian spent the whole forty-minute car trip to Chadstone flaming bright red and with a leaking hard-on between his legs.  They got a lot of ‘thumbs-ups’ from many of the other road users, and many of them had their phones out, obviously recording the whole thing.  By the time they were finding a parking space in Chadstone, Adrian didn’t think he’d ever be that glad to be out of the spotlight.

They eventually found a carpark, and Adrian piped up and asked if he was going to get his clothes back, but the other boys just laughed at him.  Once they were out of their cars, the boys formed a loose circle around Adrian again.  Not that they were trying to shield Adrian’s naked body from the general public, but they didn’t want to get Adrian arrested for public indecency, well, not yet, anyways.  They made their way to the nearest entrance, which wasn’t too far from the cinemas, the boys wanted to embarrass the hell out of Adrian, but that wasn’t all they had install for him either.  A few people managed to break into the circle of friends and were suitably shocked when they came face to face with a naked Adrian, and the boys laughed it off as they made their way to the cinemas.  Someone had the forethought to bring Adrian’s wallet, as he was paying for the day’s festivities, and he wasn’t really in a position to say no now, was he?

The boys were delighted to have the cinema all to themselves, and one of the boys had brought his school bag with them, so when the usher came to check their tickets, the boy had dropped the school bag onto Adrian’s lap.  The usher said something about Adrian’s seeming lack of clothing, but Adrian replied about the heat and it being the end of the school year, and the usher just laughed it off and left the boys to enjoy the movie.  The movie began, and Adrian felt a tug on his ‘leash’ “what the fuck,” Adrian hissed.

“Get over here,” Paul said as he gave the leash another savage tug, so hard that Adrian felt as though his nuts were going to be ripped off; he jumped up and went to sit on Paul’s lap.  At that exact moment, there was a bright flash of light from the screen, and Adrian could clearly see Paul’s cock standing ramrod straight up from Paul’s lap.  With the head all shiny from all the pre-cum it’d leaked in the short while it’d been exposed.

“What the fuck?” Adrian exclaimed, “I’m not sitting on that,” he spat at Paul.

Paul gave the leash another savage tug, “it’s either sitting on my cock, or getting your nuts ripped off!  What’s it going to be,” Paul said as he savagely tugged on the leash.  Adrian still hesitated; Paul looked up and growled, “you either get over here now and sit on my cock and milk it like you love it.  Or I’m going to get the usher and his mates back in here, and we’re going to bend you over the back of one of these seats and fuck you stupid till you either puke cum or your eyes pop.  Now, what’s it gunna be?” 

Adrian, seeing as he had no other option, positioned himself over Paul’s erect cock and gingerly began to sit down, but unfortunately for Adrian, Paul had finally run out of what little patience he had left.  Putting his hands on Adrian’s shoulders, Paul pulled down with as much force as he could muster, instantly impaling Adrian on his ridged cock.  Tom sitting beside Paul, anticipating the scream from Adrian, had the forethought to clamp his hand over Adrian’s mouth as hard as he could to suppress the scream.  While Adrian, for his part, when the pre-cum slick head of Paul’s cock overcame Adrian’s sphincter, helped mightily by the weight of Adrian.  Cried out from the pain in his sphincter.  But when his weight forced his sphincter to open larger and when Adrian’s sphincter ran out of cum slicked cock, having Paul’s bone-dry cock forced the rest of itself into Adrian’s arse, which only increased the pain one hundredfold.  Adrian felt like his poor sphincter was being ripped to shreds.  Thankfully, it didn’t take long for Paul’s cock to force its full length into Adrian’s abused and battered arse, and Adrian sat, panting as though he’d run a marathon, with Paul’s cock completely up his arse.  Adrian thought that that was it, now that he had Paul’s cock buried deep in his arse, that the ordeal was over, and he began to relax, which made it a little easier for Adrian’s sphincter.

Paul, for his part, cuffed Adrian up the back of his head, “get out the fuckin’ way, you fuckin’ little pansy poofter,” he said as he pushed Adrian’s head forward and swivelled Adrian around until he was sitting side on.  Adrian, bent over at the waist, was now sitting with his head almost in Tom’s lap, and there he stayed, that was until Paul slapped his bare arse and hissed at Adrian, “milk my fuckin’ cock, you little cock sucker!  Fuck do I have to tell you everything?  I thought you were supposed to be the smart one of the group; isn’t that what you tell everyone?”  With that, Adrian began to raise and lower his arse on Paul’s cock, thereby milking the first-ever cock he’s had up his arse.  Adrian didn’t think he had felt anything so painful in his life, he was still making a lot of noise and disturbing the guys from watching their movie, so Tom fished his cock out of his pants and shoved it in Adrian’s mouth.  Tom held Adrian’s head in place, effectively muffling any sounds Adrian wanted to make, be they on purpose or subconsciously.

It didn’t take too long for Paul to shoot his load of hot fresh cum up Adrian’s formerly virgin arse.  Thankfully, or so Adrian thought, it was all over now as he felt Paul’s cock buck inside his arse, even though he wasn’t happy with what the implications were for him, knowing that he now had an arse full of cum.  Tom let Adrian’s head go, and Adrian sat up on Paul’s lap, and very gingerly, Adrian stood up as he could feel Paul’s cock finally sliding out of his arse.  When he was able to stand upright and free of Paul’s cock, Adrian was going to sidestep and try and sit down on his seat when he felt a tug on the tie that was tied around his nut sack.  “Oh, no,” Adrian almost sobbed as the tugging on his ‘leash’ became more insistent, and knowing he had no other choice, Adrian sidestepped over Paul until he was standing in front of Tom.  Adrian gingerly lowered himself down onto Tom’s erect cock; at least this time, it would be a bit easier as Adrian had been slurping and sucking on it for a bit, or so he thought.  What Adrian didn’t take into account was just how bruised and battered his sphincter was, that was, until the tip of Tom’s cock came into contact with his sphincter.  Adrian would have jumped up as he screamed blue bloody murder if Tom and Roy hadn’t been prepared, while Tom grabbed hold of Adrian by his shoulders and forced him down onto his cock.  Roy reached up, clamped his hand over Adrian’s mouth, and gagged him as much as he could under the circumstances.  Tom pulled Adrian down onto his cock until he could feel Adrian sitting hard on his lap; he roughly pushed Adrian down toward Roy’s cock that Roy had taken out in anticipation of having Adrian suck on it for a bit.  Knowing the drill now, Adrian milked Tom’s cock while he sucked on Roy’s cock; what Adrian didn’t realise was that the boys had lined themselves up in descending order from the largest cock.  Paul’s cock, while it wasn’t as big as Adrian’s cock, his was the next in size, coming in at almost eight inches fully erect.  All the way down to Tim’s cock, which came in a little under six inches fully erect, and it was the friends’ intention that Adrian would milk all their cocks so that the friends could get back at Adrian in a meaningful way for all the pranks he’d pulled on them.

By the time the movie was finished, Adrian had milked all the guys’ cocks and sucked every cock but Paul’s; Paul wasn’t too worried about that, though, because he would always be the first cock that had ever forced its way up Adrian’s virgin arse.  The movie finished, and all the boys stood up to leave, “what the fuck,” Adrian exploded, “you can’t expect me to go out there like this,” Adrian finished.

“Why the fuck not?” Paul shot back.

“I’ve got cum running down my legs, you bastards!”

“Well then,” Paul began, “you’d better scoop it up then, hadn’t you?  Oh, and you’d better make it quick because the usher is going to be back here any minute, and you don’t want him to find you with cum dripping down your legs, now, do you?”

Adrian stopped and thought about that for all of five seconds as he thought about dobbing in his former mates and what they had done to him.  Almost as if he knew what Adrian was thinking, Paul leaned in and growled in his ear, “if you’re thinking of dobbing us into anyone, ask yourself these questions; who has an arse full of cum, and when we tell the usher that you begged us all to fuck you.  And we tell the usher that you sucked all of us off to boot; who do you think he’s going to believe?  Us or you, and what do you think your credibility is going to be like when we bend you over the back of the nearest chair and show the usher just how sloppy your arse is….”

“Yeah, right,” Frank cut Paul off with a wicked laugh.

“So,” Paul continued, “you’d better make up your mind and make it quick!”

Seeing that he’d lost big time, Adrian scrapped all the cum up from his inner thighs and deposited it in his other palm; when he had cleaned up as much of the cum as he could, Adrian went to wipe it off on one of the seats.  “What the fuck do ya think ya doing?” Paul’s voice almost boomed out in the empty cinema.

“Um,” Adrian began uncertainly, “um, I was just going to wipe the cum off my hand….”

“What and waste our good cum that we were so thoughtful to give you?”

Unsure of what was going to happen next, Adrian began to hop from foot to foot in uncertainty, “um, yes,” he replied.

“Fuckin’ lick it up, ya poof!” Paul almost roared at Adrian, and Adrian being unsure as to what to do, began to lick the cum off his hand.

“Oh, fuck,” Troy said, “he’s fuckin’ lickin’ the cum off his hand.  How fuckin’ gross is that?  Not even the bitches I fuck’d do that, and most of them are pretty depraved.  But I guess that’s what you poofs love to do, isn’t it?” he asked Adrian.  “You guys must be right,” Troy continued, “he’s been a fuckin’ closet homo all this time, and here I was thinkin’ you were shittin’ me or something.  Ugh!  I can’t watch,” Troy said as he turned away from the spectacle, “that’s so gross.”

The words stung Adrian, but he continued to lick his hand clean while he fought to stop his eyes from tearing up.  When Adrian’d licked his hand clean enough for Paul, the boys headed out of the cinema.

Once again, they formed a loose circle around Adrian as they headed to their cars; Adrian, for his part, hung his head low; he wasn’t as cocky as he was when they entered Chadstone in the first place.  The boys piled in their respective cars and left Chadstone far behind; naturally, Roy and Tom were in the backseat of Paul’s car.  Paul insisted that the other boys return Adrian’s trousers and shirt, which Paul folded up so that Adrian had something to sit on so he didn’t leak cum all over his leather seats.  Paul drove Tom and Roy to their respective homes, leaving Adrian in the backseat on his own.  “Get up here, boi,” Paul said to Adrian, “I need to keep an eye on you.”  So, somewhat reluctantly, Adrian picked up his sodden clothes and sat on them in the front passenger’s seat.  As he drove away from the gutter, Paul rested his right hand on Adrian’s crotch and seemingly absentmindedly played with Adrian’s erect cock.  Paul played with Adrian’s erect cock all the way back to his place, ensuring that Adrian’s cock remained erect and leaking pre-cum.  Paul drove into the garage and closed the garage door behind them.

“What the fuck was all that about,” Adrian exploded, while Paul could only marvel at the ‘balls’ Adrian thought he still had in his current position.  Before Adrian even realised what he was going to do, Paul pushed down between Adrian’s legs, grabbed Adrian’s nuts, and pulled them up as hard as he could.  Adrian screamed in pain as his eyes watered instantly, “now, you fuckin’ little homo slut, let’s get something straight; you’re here for the next six weeks while your parents are away.  You will do anything and everything you are told to do, and you are going to keep that fuckin’ mouth of yours shut unless it’s licking or sucking someone’s cock and balls.  Further, when you address me or any of your betters, which is everyone else in the fuckin’ world, you fuckin’ little homo faggot, you will address them as ‘Sir’ or ‘Ma’am’, got it?” Paul finished with a savage tug on Adrian’s nuts.  Adrian kept his mouth shut; he had no intention of calling Paul, or any of their former friends ‘Sir,’ or anyone else for that matter.  Adrian’s eyes continued to water from the abuse Paul was subjecting Adrian’s nuts to until that is Adrian thought he was about to have his nuts ripped clean off.  “Yes, Sir,” Adrian practically shouted at Paul, “I fuckin’ understand, you fuckin’ homo poof….”  But Adrian didn’t get to finish, and to Adrian’s surprise, Paul pulled Adrian’s nuts even further away from his body, “Ok,” Adrian could barely gasp, “I’m sorry, Sir, please can you let my nuts go now please, Sir, I think you’re going to rip them off.”

Adrian gasped for air as Paul let his nuts go, “’bout fuckin’ time, you little slut, let’s go,” Paul said as he got out of the car and headed to the garage side door.

“Hey,” Adrian almost cried at Paul’s back as he hurriedly grabbed the clothes from his seat and tried to pull them on.  That is until Paul turned around, stalked back, ripped the clothes out of Adrian’s hands, and threw them up in the air, so the clothes ended up all over the garage.

‘Who told you, you could get dressed,” Paul bellowed at Adrian, who looked back at him with a stunned look on his face, “you only get to wear what I tell you; you can wear.  Is that understood?” Paul finished, almost spitting at Adrian.  “Unless I say so, while you are staying here, this,” Paul said as he waved two fingers up and down Adrian’s body, “is the way you will stay!  Got it?” Paul finished as he grabbed Adrian’s cheeks in a vice-like grip.  “We’ve got big plans for you, ya little slut,” Paul spat at Adrian, “you think you’re so much better than the rest of us.  Let’s see if you still feel the same after we’ve pimped your arse out for the school holidays; the bet is that you’ll be bandy-legged before the first week is over,” Paul finished as he took a step back and looked Adrian up and down with an appraising look.  “Hmm,” He said as he grabbed hold of Adrian’s pubic bush, “we’re going to have to make a few changes, and I think we’ll begin with this,” Paul said as he turned on his heel, and still with a good grip on Adrian’s pubic bush, led the way out of the garage.

Paul’s parents own a very large block of land in Kew, so they are able to have a tennis court and a pool in the backyard.  As Adrian was staying for the school holidays, Paul asked his parents if they could stay in the pool house, a large open-plan building with four bedrooms.  As Paul’s parents considered the boys to be old enough, they had no problem with the boys staying in the pool house, it was serviced daily by the Staff as well, and it gave the boys privacy, which Paul counted on.

Paul, pulling on Adrian’s pubic bush, led the way to the pool house, not caring if any of the Staff or his parents saw them; Adrian seemed to realise that there was no point in complaining as he seemed to know that it wouldn’t change anything.  Adrian let Paul drag him into the pool house by his pubic bush.  “Right, boi,” Paul said as he stepped over the threshold, “get in the shower.  Do not close the bathroom door, and I will check!  Cold water only; when you’ve finished, we will make you more presentable to the world,” with that Paul tugged on Adrian’s pubic bush and sent him on his way towards the bathroom.  Adrian, for his part, just wanted to cry, not only from the pain in his pubis but from the treatment he’d received from his friends.  Well, former friends, Adrian thought bitterly as he walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower.  Adrian was about to turn on the hot water, but all that had happened to him so far today flashed before his eyes, and he stuck with the cold water.  At least it’s a hot day, Adrian thought, so the cold shower was a little welcome.

As soon as Adrian turned off the water, he turned around and saw Paul waiting for him, “get out here slut,” Paul said with menace in his voice, and knowing that he had no other option, Adrian got out of the shower stall.  Adrian didn’t know that Paul had the clippers out until he heard Paul turn them on, grabbing one of Adrian’s arms; Paul ran the clippers up and down the arm until it was totally denuded of any hair.  When Paul was happy with his work, he grabbed hold of Adrian’s other arm and set to divest that arm of hair as well.  Paul went outside and returned with the pool skimmer rake, it was on the tip of Adrian’s tongue to ask why Paul had that, but given his day so far, Adrian decided that he didn’t really want to know.  Paul came back into the bathroom, “hold your arms straight out to your side,” and Adrian heard what sounded like, but he really hoped it wasn’t duct tape.  Paul duct-taped the pool skimmer to one wrist and then duct-taped the pool skimmer to the other wrist before adding duct tape to Adrian’s biceps as well; now Adrian had to keep his arms out straight.  Paul used the clippers to cut the light bush of hair from Adrian’s pits before he denuded Adrian’s chest of the sparse hair he had there before he made sure that Adrian’s back had no discernible hair on it.

Adrian couldn’t take it anymore, “why are you doing this to me?  I thought we were friends?” he asked in a petulant voice, close to tears.  The only response he got from Paul was a derisive harumph as he moved onto Adrian’s pubic bush, and Adrian prayed that he didn’t cut something he wasn’t supposed to.  Paul pulled down on Adrian’s cock and balls to pull the skin under Adrian’s bush a bit tighter as he ran the clippers over it.  While he had a good grip on Adrian’s genitals, he pulled on them to get them out of the way as he clippered the hair that he found around the base of Adrian’s genitals as well.  Paul had moved on to Adrian’s arse when Adrian heard someone walking around outside the pool house, and seemingly oblivious to the fact that he was naked and on full display to anyone, he called out.  “Help!  Help!  I’m being molested,” he said as he felt his arse get slapped so hard that he had to take two steps forward, but the thing Adrian wanted to hear the most was the doors of the pool house opening.

“Well, I see he hasn’t learned his lesson yet, has he?” Roy said as he walked through the living area and joined the boys in the bathroom.

“No,” Paul replied as he stood up, “hey, you’re here just in time.  Can you hold his cheeks apart so I can clipper his arse cleft?”

“Not a problem,” Roy replied as he walked over to Adrian; Roy stood just to the side of Adrian, so his left hip touched Adrian’s right hip, and ducking under Adrian’s outstretched arm pulled Adrian’s arse cheeks apart.  While Adrian thought he was going to die of embarrassment.  When the boys had finished clippering Adrian’s cleft, they took it in turn to clipper Adrian’s legs.  When they had finished, both boys stood back and admired their handiwork.  “Fuck, if his cock doesn’t look even bigger now,” Roy lamented, “but what are we going to do about the stubble,” he asked Paul as he ran his hand down Adrian’s chest on his way to the none existent pubic bush.

“Simple,” Paul said as he held up two razors.

“Fuckin’ hell,” was all Roy could think to say as he took one of the razors from Paul.  ‘Fuck, mate.  I love how your mind works sometimes!  Remind me never to get in your bad books,” he said as both boys laughed.

After they released Adrian from the duct tape, both boys took an arm each, and after lathering the arms up with shaving crème, they began to shave Adrian’s arms of any sign of hair whatsoever.  While Adrian had to stand there and suffer the indignity of being shaved by two of his former friends.  Both boys shaved their respective pits, “hmm,” Roy said as he ran his finger around Adrian’s pit when he’d finished, “smooth as a baby’s bum, this one is.”  Roy washed the shaving crème off his razor in the bucket of water that Paul had supplied.  “Do you want to do the front or the back?”  Roy asked as he began to shake his can of shaving crème again.

“You can do his chest, and I’ll do his back if you like, but you’ll need a hand when you come to do his cock and balls, as I will when I come to do his arse,” Paul replied.

“Ok,” and with that, both boys started applying shaving crème to Adrian’s chest and back, and both began shaving him when they had a good covering of shaving crème.  Paul finished Adrian’s back and got Roy to help him do Adrian’s arse; when he was ready, Roy held Adrian’s butt cheeks apart so that Paul could do Adrian’s cleft.  Paul didn’t care when the clippers came into contact with Adrian’s bruised and battered hole.  Still, Roy had to hold Adrian really tightly as Paul shaved around Adrian’s tender hole to stop him from trying to twist away, and both boys laughed at Adrian’s pain and discomfort.

“Now, bitch,” Roy said as he shook his can of shaving crème after they’d finished shaving Adrian’s butt, “now let’s have a little lookee here,” Roy said.  He sprayed shaving crème on Adrian’s crotch before he began to spread it all around.  Naturally, Adrian’s cock began to thicken and grow with all the attention it was receiving, even if Adrian thought it was unwanted.  Roy took a step back and hit the tip of Adrian’s cock as hard as he could, which had the desired effect as Adrian’s cock went down instantly; Paul was prepared for what Roy was about to do, and he was ready to hold Adrian upright.  But he did nothing to stop Adrian’s scream of pain; there wasn’t anyone around to hear anyway.  Roy growled at Adrian to keep his hands out of the way as Adrian went to protect his exposed cock, while Paul and Roy just laughed at him as Roy began to shave Adrian’s crotch.

‘Fuck,” Tom said as he walked through the bathroom door with some of the other guys and saw Paul and Roy shaving Adrian, “his cock looks about twice the size now that he’s shaved smooth,” and the other guys agreed with him.  Adrian had to stand there naked in front of everyone, not that he wasn’t used to doing that, but in the past, it was his idea, not a command.  “Hey, bend over, boi,” Tom continued, “I want to see what ya hole looks like now that we’ve all had it.”  The other boys laughed as Adrian bent over, and Tom spread his arse cheeks so they could all marvel at his hole.  “Fuck, it looks so swollen and red….”

“Yeah,” Roy agreed, “you should have seen him jump when we shaved it.”  All the boys laughed at the idea, while Roy and Paul laughed at the memory.

“FUCK!” Adrian shouted, “this has gone on long enough,” Adrian said into the ensuing silence.

Paul walked up to Adrian and backhanded him across the face, hard enough for Adrian to fall over from the force of it.  Paul hunkered down and looked down at Adrian, who had tears welling up in his eyes from the pain on his face, “this is only just the start, boi,” Paul began, “you didn’t think you could treat us all like shit, all this time, and we’d just roll over for you, did ya?  Is that what you thought, big man?  Is it?  Because I’m here to tell you that we are going to pimp your arse out over the summer holidays; in fact, I even have a couple of bookings for your arse tonight, you piece of low-life little shit.”  Adrian went to open his mouth to say something.  Until, Paul hit him in the nuts.  While Adrian was writhing on the floor, Paul continued, “you have no idea, fuck, I had no idea the number of guys there were out there willing to pay to have a crack at your arse.  You think having to milk all of our cocks was bad,” Paul said with contempt dripping from his voice, “wait till you have these guys banging that sweet little hole of yours.  It won’t be sweet or little for very long; I’d wager that by the time we go back to school, your arse’ll be so loose we could drive a truck up there and barely touch the sides.”

“Wait,” Adrian said with trepidation in his voice, “you’re not really going to let guys….”  But that was as far as Adrian got before all the boys cut him off with an evil laugh.  “You’re going to regret lording it over us for so long, you snivelling little worm,” Paul said.

“But you’re not going to keep me naked, are you?”

Before any of the others could answer him, Sean piped up, “Nah, mate, I couldn’t let them do that to ya.  Here I got ya somthin’,” he said as he pulled a collar out of his backpack.  Before anyone could react, Sean padlocked the collar around Adrian’s neck, much to the delight of all the other boys, and they cheered as the padlock was cinched closed.  Thereby sealing poor Adrian’s fate, not that anyone cared, except for Adrian, of course.

“Hey!” Paul shouted to be heard above the dim the other boys were making, “come on, we have to remove his collar….”  The other boys voiced their disapproval, “we have to get him ready for his first john.”  The other boys looked at Paul in stunned silence, “come on, we all agreed we were going to pimp his arse out for the holidays, and I’ve been taking bookings, and his first john is tonight, so we have to get him ready.  So, take off his collar, and we can get him in the shower as he has to be cleaned out.”  The other boys still just looked at him, “it was ok for us to fuck his arse without cleaning it out, none of you guys knew any better, but for the money we’re asking, the johns are going to want him cleaned out.  Now let’s go.”  So, reluctantly Sean undid the padlock and removed the collar and Paul frog-marched Adrian back into the shower stall.  To the amusement of the other guys,’ Paul taught Adrian how to give himself an enema.

As the boys stood around the shower stall to watch the show, Adrian was going to protest but then remembered that they all had fucked his arse earlier today while he had sucked most of their cocks.  “Now, boi,” Paul said as he took down a bag that was hanging by a hook in the shower recess, “this is your enema bag.  You need to fill it with warm water,” Paul explained as he demonstrated, “and add a little solution to it.  Then hang it back on the hook.  Now,” Paul said as he opened one of the drawers in the vanity unit, “I suggest very strongly that you use some kind of lubricant; I have some KY jelly here; I know you took all of us up your arse without any lube….”  ‘Yeah, thought Adrian, and it fuckin’ hurt like hell, but he wisely chose not to say anything.  “Now, apply a little to the end of the nozzle,” Paul continued with his demonstration, “so that you can slide the nozzle up your arse, like so,” Paul demonstrated as he shoved the nozzle up Adrian’s arse, even though Adrian tried to clench his hole tightly closed.  To which all the boys oohed and aahed, as they had never seen someone’s arse hole at all, and to see it try to close tighter was a new experience to be added to the other new experiences of the day.

When the nozzle was firmly inserted into Adrian’s arse as far as it would go, Paul told Adrian to get on all fours to make sure that none of the water leaked out until he said, and with that, Paul undid the slide holding the tube closed, and the water flowed into Adrian’s arse.  If Adrian thought that having a cock up his arse was painful, it was nothing, as far as Adrian was concerned as having the litre of fluid fill his bowel.  All the boys oohed and aahed again as they watched Adrian’s stomach extend; one of the boys even commented that it looked as though Adrian was pregnant.  To which the other boys giggled.  When the bag was empty, Paul reminded Adrian not to let any of the fluid leak out as he pulled the nozzle out of Adrian’s arse.  “Ok, boi,” Paul began, “get up and walk around, but if so, much as one drop leaks out of your arse until I say so, then john or no john, I’m going to wail on your arse.  Do we have an understanding?”

“Yes, sir,” Adrian replied as he gingerly got up off the floor.  He didn’t know about letting any of the fluid drip out of his arse; all Adrian knew was that he really felt like puking, but wisely thought that that was a no-no as well.  No one really knew whose idea it was, but the boys started to tickle Adrian, and as there were more of them than there were of him, they had the upper hand quickly.  As Adrian was naked, he had nothing to prevent them from tickling him, and after a couple of minutes, Adrian couldn’t stand it anymore.  He raced for the toilet just in time to let the water out into the toilet.  The smell forced most of the boys outside while Paul and a few other hardier boys checked the contents of the toilet and decided that Adrian needed another enema to make sure he was cleaned out.  So, once again, Paul filled Adrian’s bowels up with another load of fluid and had him walk around for a bit.

This time when Adrian dispelled the fluid into the toilet, there was not so much faecal matter in the toilet, but there was enough for Paul to decide that Adrian needed another bag.  So, once again, Adrian had his bowel filled with water, but this time when he released it into the toilet, the water came out clean.  Paul told Adrian to have a shower, cold water only, of course, and without the door closed; the boys liked the novel idea of walking into the bathroom and watching Adrian in the shower.  Paul gave Adrian an old towel one of the boys found at school to dry himself on, and by the time he’d finished, it was almost time to deliver Adrian to his first john.

Paul gave Adrian one of his pairs of jeans that Paul had ‘modified’ for him to wear; Paul had cut the legs off on a slight downward slope to just below the fly.  Then at the back from the central meeting point of all the seams, Paul had cut most of the seat out of the jeans.  So, by the time Adrian pulled what was left of his jeans on, they barely contained his genitals at all, so much so that Adrian found he had to keep stuffing his cock or one if not both of his balls back in for modesty’s sake.  While the seat had been cut out so high that it barely covered the top quarter of his arse cheeks.  If it wasn’t for the back seam pulling up the cleft of his arse, then the world would have got to see way more of him than he was comfortable with.  Dressed like that, Paul took Adrian out to the car; as Paul didn’t want Adrian sitting on his seat dressed like that, he made Adrian sit on the floor in the back seat as he drove him to see his first john.