When you’re alone, that’s when you’re left to your thoughts and me being alone in that alleyway gave me some time to reflect and think things through. I began by thinking about the what if’s, my first thought was how I had let my guard down for Kai to knock me unconscious, if I hadn’t had done that, I could have beaten up those gay guys there and then and the ones I had planned to beat up later but we all know how much that backfired!
My second thought was how maybe if I apologised, I could have been sent home with my clothes on and then I could have gotten my revenge on them later on but my ego wouldn’t let me do that. It’s ironic isn’t it? Those with the biggest egos seem to take the largest of falls.
Instead I was standing outside in this alleyway, alone and naked. I was cold. I brought this on myself but I didn’t want to believe it at the time, it was easier for me to blame the others instead. My clothes were in the shop and my phone but there was no way I could risk going back there. I closed my fist and said “fucking faggots, I’ll make them pay!” I did not want to risk running into anybody now, I no longer wanted help now that I was out of there, I did not want to have to explain any of this to anybody, I just wanted to get home, sneak into my house so my mum, stepdad and sister don’t see and I can get dressed. Feel safe again without having to worry about anything else going on my genitals to inflict pain on me. How often do you see a naked person on the street? I was still in a dangerous position here, if anybody saw me, who knows what they would do? At least in the shop everybody knew why I was naked and I knew exactly what they wanted to do with me, here in the outdoors, there was no way to know what would happen if I got caught! Then there was the fact that I was still being hunted, there were 10 guys out looking for me and if any of them were to catch me… no I can’t think like that, I’m going to be fine, I just need to get home and all will be okay, it will all be over! The pain in my balls was still persisting but it was gradually easing a bit as time went by, my panic over the situation I was now in was kind of helping to keep my mind distracted from some of the pain I was in.
I caught a glimpse of a homeless man sleeping at the end of the alleyway “oh fuck” I whispered. I’d have to go back the way I came but that would be in the direction towards the shop, I couldn’t risk those fags spotting me! So I’d have to sneak past him, unless…what if… I take his clothes? Yes… they probably wouldn’t smell so pleasant but it would certainly make this walk back home a lot easier! “Better for you to not have your clothes than me you bum” I whispered. He appeared to be in a deep sleep, but how was I going to take his clothes without waking him? I saw a plank of wood on the floor and an idea came to me. I picked up the plank of wood, made my way over to him and I pulled his body over so his back was facing me and I pointed the back of the wood to his neck.
“Huh? Wha…? What’s happening? What are you doing?” The guy was frightened.
“Don’t turn around!” I snap “don’t look at me! Just take off your clothes, throw them down on the floor and walk forward, don’t look back!” I ordered him.
“What? All of my clothes?” The guy’s voice was shaky.
To be fair I didn’t need his underwear and I could have managed with his shoes without the socks included. He had no jacket or jumper on though, just a ragged t-shirt with trousers. After the ordeal I had been through, I wanted to see it happen to somebody else, I wanted to feel some control so I abused my power on this poor innocent man.
“Yes… all of your clothes” I told him.
“No…no…please don’t this… please!” He begged me.
“Shut up!” I snap “if you continue to delay me, I will have to attack you and take them by force!” I threatened him..
“Oh god! Please don’t…” he disobeyed my command and quickly turned his head to face me. He then turned his whole body around and was facing me on head on, I went speechless. “What the? How? Give that here!” He snaps and snatches the plank of wood off me. My first reaction is to cover my genitals. “You little fool! Thought you could take my clothes so I’d end up like you?! I don’t know what the hell your game is but you better get out of me before I beat your naked arse!” He told me. With that, I quickly sprinted past him, holding my genitals as I ran “yeah you better fucking run! Looks like you got your arse beat already! Thing’s as red as a fucking tomato!” He shouted from behind me.
I ran out onto the street and a few cars had driven past me, the drivers and passengers whistled at me and they drove past and shouted “woooo!” “Woheyyy!!!!” “Check you out!” “Put some clothes on!” “Wheeyyy!!!” My face went as red as my arse and I continued to sprint until I ended up in another alleyway and I hid behind a dumpster.
“Why does everything with me always have to go so fucking wrong?!” I shouted. “That fucking bum just had to turn around didn’t he?!” I couldn’t help but feel like the universe was laughing at me now. I felt like that chav guy knocking on the shop door was some silly plan the universe had in store for me to escape so that things could continue to go bad for me, except let the whole world see me now!
Just when I thought it couldn’t throw anything else at me, a dog comes around the corner and walks up to me. I hear a voice calling “Charlie! Charlie come here boy!” I stood up to move the dog wouldn’t leave me alone.
“Go” I whisper “go on! Go away!” The dog was jumping up at me, there was a moment where I worried it might bite my dick off.
“Charlie!” The voice continued to call.
The dog sticks his nose into my ballsack and gives it a good sniff, “go.. go away you fucking mutt!” I shove the dog away from me.
“Charlie! Come on, I have a biscuit for you!” This turns Charlie the mutt’s attention away from me and sends him running back to his owner. I had no choice but to sprint away again as the owner would be passing this alleyway at any moment now.
I then found myself outside of a charity shop, the beauty of this place is that it practically has no security, I could just run in now, take some clothes and rush back out again. I take a glance through the window and see that it’s busy inside.
“Alright then I’ll see ya later!” I hear a woman from inside saying loudly, she’s on her way to open the shop door and I sprint off again.
Ironically, the money that the charity shop makes goes towards a homeless charity called Shelter. That was fate again telling me that stealing from the homeless was no way to resolve anything. They are the ones that deserve the help, not me - this is what I had told myself. Any person that tries to steal from the homeless or loses their rag with a dog isn’t a person you want to route for.
And that was it, I was out of options. I was going to have to walk home naked, there was no other way now. I’m on the street but there’s not many people here, a few more cars drive past me and the drivers and passengers continue to make their remarks “nice birthday suit!” “Wooo sexyyyy!” I’d had enough humiliation for one day, I had never felt so low.
I try and take as many back roads as I can, this delayed my journey further but it was either that or stick to the main streets where everybody can see me, I definitely did not want that! I am forced into another backstreet when a couple across the road sees me, the woman goes “good lord! What on earth?” The man replies with “where the hell are your clothes?” I just sprint without responding.
To my absolute horror, a little kid points at me and says “mummy, why has that guy got no clothes on?”
The kid’s mum looked at me and for a moment it looked as though her eyes were going to burst out of their sockets, she was horrified, she quickly covered her kid’s eyes and yelled at me “get the hell away from you pervert!”
I was mortified, I continued to sprint away and I feel something soft hit my arse which now brings to it feel a bit wet, as though something has stuck to it. “YEAHHH BULLSEYE!” I hear a guy shout. I turn around and I see a few 18 year old guys, they’re throwing eggs at me! One hit my hands (which are covered my genitals), another one hits my chest and one hits my cheek.
“100 points to whoever can land one on his dick and balls!” Another of the guys say.
“Yeah ere! Move your hands away let us have a shot!” Another one of them tell me.
I run away as quickly as I can, their sounds of laughter coming from behind me. Egg yolk was running all down my body, it felt so sticky. I could even feel it running into my arse crack. My bare feet were dirty underneath from the concrete floor, the reasons to needing a good shower were growing by the minute.
My issue was soon resolved when I ended up near a construction site, the construction workers all whistled at me and one of them said “wohey!!! Look at you! You got eggs all over your birthday suit, here let me help you with that!” He then proceeded to pour a cold bucket of water all down my body.
“OHHHH!!!” I reacted, the water was freezing and my hands were no longer covering my genitals. I was now standing with my arms folded, trying to get myself warm.
The construction workers whistled again and one of them said “heyyy check out his 3rd leg! The guy is built like a horse!” They all began taking picture of me and whistling. Water was dripping from my hair and all the way down my body. On the plus side, it managed to wash away the eggs but I was now absolutely freezing and I needed to get dry. I ran away again and the construction workers all whistled saying “better keep your willy warm!”
Not one single person who had laid their eyes on me ever stopped to think “why is that lad naked? Does he need help? Has been hurt? Should we call for assistance?” Instead they had all added to the humiliation that was done to me. I had asked myself what was wrong with this place, the only conclusion I could come up with was that this was meant to be. It wasn’t just the guys in the shop that were punishing me, it was the universe.
I sprinted and sprinted and sprinted, holding on to my genitals. I’ve gone through so much since I escaped the shop I just wanted to get home. I was so relieved to see the park, it was the happiest I had even been in my life! The park was empty and just through this park is one more quiet street that is barely occupied so I should be okay and then my house would be just there. The sun was coming out and it was now beginning to get hot, the heat was helping me dry quicker which was a nice bonus! Finally I could get home, get dressed and plan my revenge on the guys at the shop. “Mum… stepdad… Michaela… I’m coming home!” I smile.
As if by magic, my happiness turned to sudden dread within a second. In the park, a group of 18-20 year olds had emerged from the bushes which exited from a field nearby. I counted 7 of these guys. They all whistled when they saw me just like the construction workers did.
“Ohh eyyy! What do we have here?” One of them said.
“A naked dude in the park, now that’s not something you see every day!” One of them laughed.
I couldn’t be doing with this, I proceeded to sprint away but they all chased me and this time, I was caught. The first guy who spoke had grabbed hold of me and said “whoa! Whoa! Where do you think you’re running off to nude boy?”
“Please… I’m just trying to get home!” I plead.
“Well okay okay slow down there sport! We can’t let you go anywhere until you tell us who you are and why you’re walking around the park naked dude!”
These guys sounded like chavs just like the guy who came knocking on the shop door. “That doesn’t matter I need to go!” I was losing my patience.
By this time 3 of the guys were holding on to me, the other 4 were too close to us, I didn’t have a chance of escaping them. “It does matter actually, why are you walking around the park naked? You do know that children come here right?” One of them asks me.
“Better reason for you to let me go then and I’m not a pervert!” I got defensive.
The guy shrugs his shoulders and says “welll… you could be for all we know.”
I couldn’t believe my luck, these guys were pissing me off already! They all gathered around me, probably planning their next move on how they were going to deal with my supposed perversion that they seemed to be accusing of. I was so close to home and these guys are here making everything so difficult. “Just fucking leave me be!!!” I snap.
“Not until you tell us who you are!” The guy bites back.
“Yooo dude! Look at his arse! Look how red it is!” The guy who spoke sounded exactly like the one at the shop door from earlier.
“Whoooaa man! What happened to you?” His friend asks me.
“I… I can’t talk about it!” I was lost for words.
“I’m sure you can bro, did things with the Mrs get a bit out of hand?” He grins.
“Nah it’s obvious what’s happened to him hasn’t it? He probably caught near a school or some shit and just escaped having his arse handed to him!” Another one of the chavs remarked.
I ignore them both and turn back to the other guy and say “you were at the shop earlier won’t you? You were asking why it was closed and they said it was due to maintenance and doing some first aid training?”
All of the guy’s friends then turned to face him and he went “yeahh I was man! What you doing there? Were you like hiding in the bushes or some shit waiting for your next prey?”
“NO!” I snap “I was the prey! They weren’t doing any maintenance they were fucking torturing me!” It was like I couldn’t control myself, I immediately regretted telling them as soon as I did. I had to go through with it now.
“Is that why your arse is red?” One of the guys asked me.
“Yes! Look I’ve had a really shitty day and I just want to go back home that’s all! Please just let me pass!” I was getting desperate.
“What happened?” The same guy asked me.
“I just told you I was tortured! There’s nothing more to be said or done now leave me!” I bark.
“Tortured? In a shop!” The guy laughed.
“Yes! Not everything has to happen in a fucking basement!” It was like speaking to a brick wall, I couldn’t believe the situation I was in.
“Okay… who tortured you then?” He asks.
“The people who work there and the gay gang!” I say quickly.
All of the guys burst out laughing, one even dropped to the floor and was pounding his fist on the floor “THE GAY GANG!” He said aloud.
“Oooo the gay gang beware! They will strip you bare so cross them if you dare!” One of the other guys mocked. Their laughs grew louder. I wanted to punch every single one of them.
I couldn’t help but wonder if there was some intention to them calling themselves the gay gang? When they were doing everything they were doing to me, I could very well see the seriousness of them and know they were not to be messed with. When you try and tell people about them, it sounds crazy! It all now made sense to me why they called themselves that, their prey still gets humiliated even when they try and report it.
When at last one of the guys calmed down, he said “so they basically took off your clothes and gave your arse a whooping then yeah?”
“Well no… they did a bit more than just work on my arse…” I looked down at my hands that were still covering my genitals.
The guy raised his eyebrows “your cock and balls too?”
“Yeah…” I kept my head down again.
“Whoaa man that’s messed up bro!” The guy from the shop said.
“What did you they do to your cock and balls then?” The other guy asked me.
“It doesn’t matter” I say.
“It does if you want to go home!” The guy told me.
“Are you enjoying this?” I ask him.
“Look we just need to know the facts alright? We can’t just let you walk free if you’re up to no good… so spill” he told me.
I took a deep breath and continued “they put clothing pins on my balls, nipples and the tip of my dick.”
“Ooooo” some of the guys were cringing “damn that sounds painful!”
“I also got ball crushed and a kick to the balls too” I said.
“Ohhhh!!! Fuckkkk!!! The same few guys said “bro how are you even still standing?”
“I don’t know… adrenaline I guess? I was focused on getting out of there, when your friend here came asking at the shop about why it was closed, I took the opportunity to escape as soon as he left. It wasn’t a pleasant journey as you can imagine but here I am!” I explained.
“Damn…that’s quite the story!” The guy said.
Another guy stepped forward and said “I have a question… these guys… they call themself the gay gang right?” He suppresses a smirk as he says this and continues “did they… do like… any gay stuff to you? Like I mean they’ve obviously tortured your dick and balls but was there any like sex involved?”
I nodded “I was made to suck their cocks, all 10 of them.”
The guys went speechless for a few moments and all looked at each other until at last one of them said “wait so they told you to suck their cock and you actually did it?”
His words stunned me “hey! I was FORCED to yeah? I was STRIPPED naked and I should also mention that I was HANDCUFFED and there were TEN of them, I had no choice, you with me?!”
“I don’t know man, if it were me I’d have bit their cocks and taken the torture but that’s just me” the guy shrugged.
“I reckon he enjoyed it” one of the other guys said.
“Yeah did you get an erection at all?” Another one asked.
“OKAY EVERYBODY JUST SHUT UP! FUCKING SHUT UP!” I’ve told you everything now! This is really pissing me off! You know my story now let me go!!!!” I demanded. You may recall I mentioned earlier that I preferred sucking cocks to the torture and that I had an arousal for the sucking too, that question triggered me because it was true, I did get an semi erection whilst sucking. I lied to myself and convinced myself it was just some automatic body reaction that had nothing to do with the sucking at all but the true answers to what these guys were asking about would have meant I’d have had to admit that I did enjoy it a bit but I couldn’t bring myself to do that.
“Whoa man hey! God do you talk to everybody like this? You seem to have a bit of a nasty streak in you man, a bit of a dick you know what I’m saying? Which brings me to the final question… why were they doing this to you in the first place?”
This was quite a difficult one for me to answer because I hated gay people, I also acknowledge that there’s those who are perfectly accepting of homosexuality but I had no way to tell which side of the fence these guys were on so I left out the homophobic parts and said “I got into an argument with one of the customers and then another customer joined in, before I knew it was being ganged up on. Next thing I knew I was knocked unconscious and then this gay gang had arrived and… well you know the rest…”
“What were you arguing about?” The guy asked.
“Does it matter?” I throw back at him.
“I mean… everybody gets into arguments man but it doesn’t tend to resort in one of them being stripped naked, made to suck cock and tortured ya know? Given the nature of the punishment though, I’m going to assume you were being homophobic towards gay customers?”
Well he’s hit the nail on the head. No point in me lying now, he has me sussed. “Yes…yes that’s why it happened”.
The guy shook his head and tutted going “not cool man… not cool!”
“Hey! Whatever the nature of the argument was, I surely didn’t deserve that did I?” I bark.
The guy shrugs his shoulders and says “I don’t know man, it sounds like the shop keeper is clearly gay too! You disrespected them on their territory, you thought you had it all planned out and now look at you, it truly backfired didn’t it? Sounds like you’ve been really naughty! Gay bashing isn’t cool bro!”
“Are you kidding? It’s immortal! It’s fucking disgusting!” I snap.
The guy smiles and says “well it all makes sense now, it seems like you got what you deserved. It doesn’t seem like you’re ready for home yet fella, you seem to have more to learn in the outside world!”
“We should bring him back to that shop!” Another guy says.
The former guy shakes his head and says “the streets will be getting busier at this time in the afternoon, school run and stuff. Can’t have people seeing us kidnap a naked dude in broad daylight. There is another place we could take him though, all we need to do is cross back through the field we were in behind that field and through those woods” he points.
I was horrified “wait you can’t mean th—“ I was interrupted with a knock to the head.
When I regained consciousness, I was unable to move. I couldn’t speak either, I was gagged with tape. I looked down and saw that I was tied to a tree with some thick rope in the middle of the woods, the 7 guys were all there in front of me. I try to break myself free “MMMF MMFGH MFFFF!!!” I angrily muffle
The 7 guys laughed “that’s right my man you are in a gay cruising area and fresh meat is on the menu for them today!” One of the guys laughed.
“MMFFF MMFFGHHH MFGHFFF!!!” I muffled. They all just continued to laugh.
“Homophobia is not cool! Not all of us straight guys are bigots like you ya know! Can’t let you off that easy… well we’ll be off now…we’ll leave you to get what’s coming to you and hopefully you can learn some respect! Peace!” The guy responded and they made a peace sign with their fingers and walked away. All I could do was muffle into my tape gag as they walked away and left me to my fate.
And so my birthday struggles continue…
I was so close to getting home, I was almost right there and now I had been knocked well back. The universe’s plan for me was becoming clearer and clearer, I was meant to be naked and exposed, I was never meant to go home. I was always meant to be punished for my homophobic ways.
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