You know what makes the woods so interesting? It can either be a place of beauty, being surrounded by the trees, seeing the sunlight bring out the beautiful colours of the leaves and the rays of sunshine that would shine through the gaps. The only sounds I could hear was the singing of birds and the scuttling of squirrels. Then there’s the other thing that makes the woods interesting, that being that it can be a place of horror. The woods can feel like a lawless place where you could do many things and nobody else would ever know aside from you and the person you’re doing it too. The sounds of the birds and the squirrels are coming off in the far distance, closer to civilisation, closer to home. I look down and I see a stag beetle right near my feet, “MFFFGHH!” I muffle in panic and the stag beetle crawls away. Freaky looking fuckers but now I realise that it was the universe communicating with me yet again, telling me that the beautiful things were closer to where everybody else is and the horror was all in my direction. The worst things in the woods were right here, the stag beetles and the obnoxious homophobic bigot that was tied to the tree, me. That stag beetle was a message from the universe telling me that I’m fucked. Alongside this, I feel something crawling across my bare feet, I look down to see it was a spider and I freak out again “MMMFPH!!!!” I was afraid of spiders, just like how I was afraid of being gay. I felt like I was on trial to confront my worst fears. The scariest of all was yet to approach, a gay man that would take full of advantage of me. This is a fear I no longer have but back then, it was terror for me.
“MMMFPPHH” I muffle as I push all of my body weight forward, hoping that the ropes will somehow break but it was no use, they were thick and tied really well. My upper body and hands were all tied and there was no chance for me to escape.I was a prisoner awaiting my sentence.
The only good side is that I was no longer cold or dry now with the sun shining even brighter, this was also a bad thing as it meant that more people would be likely to step outside and try their luck in the woods today. I hoped that maybe the guy who finds me is an understanding one who could perhaps rescue me, I could use the fag to escape! That was my thought process. Time here went by so slowly, I had no idea what time it was or how long I was unconscious for earlier, I could only guess it was maybe around 3ish or so? Considering that the sky was still nice and bright. I thought about my mate Corey and how much I missed him, we go hiking in the woods sometimes (not this one though!) I wonder what he’s doing now? Does he wonder how I am? Has he been calling me? Texting me? No point in wondering, it’s not like he’s ever going to step foot in here and find me. A dreaded thought came into my head, what if none of the guys here actually free me and I’m left here as a permanent sex slave in this woods? No… “MMMFGHHH!!!!” I muffle as a I attempt to break free again but it was no use.
I must have been loud because shortly afterwards, I hear some twigs snap, that’s no animal, somebody is moving around here. I then hear the footsteps and I see him. A blonde guy who looked to be in his early 20’s wearing a black jumper, blue jeans and black trainers arrives and stares at me. “MMMFG MMFGHH!” That was the only way I could say “help me!”
The guy looks me up and down, a slight confused look on his face. I can’t say I blamed him, I’d be like that as well if I saw a naked guy tied to a tree. The guy then walks up to me and I muffle again, I have my eyes wide open to try and signal to him that I’m in distress. The guy stares his blue eyes at me and he whispers “oh yeah.” No… those were the last words I needed to hear! He wraps his hand around my cock and begins stroking it up and down “ohhh yeah” he whispers again.
“MMMFFGH!” I muffle as I shake my head frantically. He places his hand at the side of my head and he kisses me at the side of the neck, my muffles grow louder as I try to get somebody else’s attention to stop him. My muffles soon stop when the guy gets down on his knees and he begins to suck my dick. I could feel his mouth close around it, the wetness of his saliva coating my dick as he begins to suck. He starts off going slowly for a few moments, then gives my cock a good few strokes with his hand. He now licks the shaft of my cock “mmmm” I quietly give a satisfied moan into my tape gag.
“You like that?” The guy looks at me and smiles. For one brief moment I don’t see him as a guy who is taking advantage of me. There was nothing sinister about his smile (the way the gay gang and the people at the shop would smile at my suffering) he smile this guy was giving me was a friendly smile as though he was happy that he was making me feel good.
I nod slowly in response. He licks my shaft again and I close my eyes to take in the sensation. His smooth tongue sliding up against my shaft was the best physical feeling I’d ever felt. He now begins to suck my cock again, going slightly faster this time. I stop muffling completely, I just enjoy the pleasure that he’s giving me. After a few more moments of sucking, he stops and he stands. He leans into me and he removes the tape from my mouth. I am so relieved for it to be finally be off.
He strokes my cheek with his hand and says “what’s your name?”
“Miles” I answer.
“I’m Sam” he says “you put on quite the show there, you’re a kinky one aren’t you?” He winks.
“I’m not here by choice” I answer “I’m not… I didn’t want to be here I… I was kidnapped” I tell him.
Sam’s smile fades and he’s now looking distraught “oh god…oh…I’m sorry I thought you got somebody to tie you up as a kink I didn’t know oh I’m so sorry!” He was being genuine.
“It’s okay… it felt good” I tell him.
A part of Sam’s smile came back and he said “you really did enjoy it?”
“Yeah…you’re really good at it, it was… the best feeling I’ve ever felt” I reply.
That was the first time I had ever openly admitted to somebody that I enjoyed something that was gay, I don’t even know why I was being so honest with this stranger. Well… I knew his name was Sam so would he even still be classed as a stranger at this point? At least I knew his name, I did not know the names of any of the 7 guys who brought me here in the first place! They asked me so many questions and I asked them none. I find that if you don’t ask the right questions, you don’t receive the education you need and that was a big reason as to why I was so homophobic, I was gay myself but I didn’t want to believe it. I didn’t want to learn any more about it.
Sam smiled and said “I’m glad to hear it, want me to keep going? I swallow you know!” He winks.
I shake my head and say “no I… I’m sorry can you just untie me please?” I ask him.
“Oh yeah of course!” Sam agrees and he unties me. Finally I’m no longer attached to that fucking tree! “You want to tell me why you were tied up there in the first place?” Sam asks me, looking all puzzled.
Why? So you can have an excuse to tie me back up and then take full advantage of me? Or maybe you want to brain wash me with that gay shit? You seem to be the most dangerous one of them all with your charming smiles and your cock sucking skills, you ain’t pulling me in! I had thought to myself. What I ended up saying was “I owe you nothing faggot!” I then push him to the floor and run away.
“Hey! What the hell? I just wanna help you!” Sam desperately shouts after me. I don’t respond to him. I got to get home and away from all this craziness. Just out of this woods, through the field, into the park and then the quiet street and I’m there. This time I’m getting there!
As I approach the field, a pair of arms grab hold of and I recognise a familiar voice that sounds “ohhh no you don’t!” I am lifted into the air and the 7 guys from before enclose around me again.
“NOOOO!!! PUT ME DOWN!!! NOOOO!!!!” I plead.
“Tape up his mouth!” The guy who was holding me says and one of the other guys reaches upwards with another piece of tape and wraps it over my mouth.
“MMFGGHHH!!!” I muffle.
I was carried back into the woods and guess what? I was back to square one! Tied to the same fucking tree! “Guilty people don’t run man! I don’t know who untied you but it sounds like you used somebody to untie you so that you could escape! Don’t even think of trying that again because we’ll know!” One of the guys said.
One of the other guys took the tape off my mouth and said “did you hurt anyone?”
“Fuck you!” I spat in his face.
The guy returned with a slap to my face and said “you insolent little fucker! If we find out that you hurt anyone…”
“I pushed a faggot to the floor that’s it! He’ll be fine!” I got defensive.
“You just don’t learn do you man? It sounds like you’re going to need an even tougher lesson!” The guy put the tape back on my mouth and he told the other guys “let’s go!”
“MMMMMFGGGHHHHH!!!!” I muffled angrily. I continued to give angry muffles long after they were out of sight, I was beyond frustrated. I was trying to work out what the guy meant by “an even tougher lesson” what would that consist of? They’ve just left me here again, all the risks are the same, what could be worse than this? I thought maybe if Sam finds me, I could apologise to him, he frees me and ensures I get home and then I make him suffer, no fag is going to try and seduce me! Sam was nowhere in sight though, was he even still in the woods? It’s a big place he could be anywhere. Today was my 19th birthday, I should be out celebrating with my mates and instead I was being forced to spend the day in my birthday suit and being taken advantage of. Fuck the fags. Fuck the people who mocked me in the streets. Fuck the homeless man. Fuck the dog. Fuck the guys who egged me. Fuck the construction worker who threw a bucket of water on me. Fuck the 7 guys who brought me here, us straight guys are supposed to stick together! Last but not least, fuck Sam! Everybody. Is. Going. To. Pay!
I had grown to absolutely despise that version of me. The 19 year old hateful stubborn teen that kept seeing himself as a victim and couldn’t stop to think “maybe I’m the problem?”
It starts with another guy approaching and finding me here tied to this tree, this man looked to be in his early 30’s. This guy had short brown hair and was wearing a rainbow pride t-shirt that had pissed me off. Just like I did with Sam, I muffled in a distressed way hoping that he would get the message but he looks at me and says “ohh jackpot!” He begins to stroke my dick just like Sam did. I try and make myself sound as distressed as possible with panicked muffles, maybe he had misunderstood the situation just like Sam did and thought this was all some kinky game that I had set up. The guy looks into my eyes and says “you look a little afraid there boy… did you not arrange for this to happen?”
I shake my head and to my horror, the guy’s amusement did not turn to remorse the way Sam’s did, this guy’s grin grew wider, his grin was the exact same one as the gay gang and the guys in the shop gave me. “You were kidnapped?” He asks me.
I nod in return and he gives a cunning chuckle. “Clearly not much of a fighter to get yourself stripped naked and tied to a tree are you boy? For somebody to leave you for us to catch you, you must have been a very naughty boy! Do us gay people make you uncomfortable? Is that why you were placed here?” His cunning smile grew wider. I was convinced straight away that nothing I could say was going to encourage this man to let me go. I was his jackpot and he was going to take full advantage of his prize.
“MMFFGHHHHH!!!!” I let out an angry muffle.
The man laughs and says “I thought so…well they most certainly brought you to the right place!” He face leans right into mine and he says “listen… I’m going to take that tape off your mouth but if I do, you have to promise not to call out for help, can you do that for me boy? If you try and call for help, I will put the tape straight back on you and you will be severely punished!” I reluctantly nod and he says “good boy!” He takes the tape of my mouth and examines me. “Mmm nice lips” he says “if you do everything I say, I promise I will set you free, are we clear?”
I wanted to head butt the man but it was clear that wasn’t going to do me any favours, I was still tied to this tree and there was no way of resisting what he would do to me, so I reluctantly nodded again. “Good boy” he says, he places his hands at the either side of my face and says “come on, give me a kiss” he leans in to kiss me but I look down. “Hey! Don’t try and resist boy! Come on, if you misbehave then I will have to go very brutal with you…come on now”. I feel a surge of more anger come over me but if this is what I had to do in order to be free then I will comply. I look back up at him and I lean in to kiss his lips. Our lips are locked for around 20 seconds, his tongue brushed up against mine. I had never kissed anybody before so I wasn’t too sure how a good kiss was done but I glide my tongue over his hoping that he would like that. I thought that the more I satisfy him, the quicker this would all be over with. The weird thing about all of this was that despite the situation I was in, the kiss had somehow felt right. The guy’s kiss had a taste of strawberries which was ironic given that my favourite fruit was strawberries. For a moment, I had forgotten about the danger I was in and I felt myself getting lost in the moment, I closed my eyes and somehow felt that my kissing skills getting better as it went on. It was only when we had finished kissing and I opened my eyes to look back at him that I was reminded that this guy was here to take advantage of me.
“That felt so passionate, almost as if you enjoyed it!” The guy complimented my kissing.
“Yes… it was nice” I replied. I said this to keep him happy but in truth, I did enjoy it too.
“Let’s put that mouth of yours to more good use shall we? I’ll untie you and you can get down on your knees and suck my cock. Do this for me and I will let you go” he tells me.
“Yeah? You promise?” I say.
“I promise you” he assures me.
I can handle sucking another cock, I thought to myself that nobody needs to know what went off in here at the time. I accept his offer “okay… I’ll do it”.
“Good boy, maybe you’re not so bad after all? You seem to be in the closet and in denial. A straight guy wouldn’t kiss another man as passionately as you did and so quickly to accept putting a cock in your mouth” the man chuckles and continues “I will untie you now but don’t do anything stupid. Some of you guys like to stereotype us guys as being feminine but I’ll have you know that I’m trained in martial arts and I’m a former rugby player so fight or flight won’t work with me, just know that!” He unties me and I am now free from the tree again.
I can see how genuine this guy is and I know he’s telling the truth. With the luck I was having today and knowing that the 7 guys who brought me here could be waiting nearby ready to bring me back here again if I try to escape could be nearby, I thought best not to try and flee and just do as I’m told. Martial arts, rugby player, whatever, this guy won’t stand a chance when me and my mates find him and outnumber him later. I get down on my knees, cautious to make sure nothing else crawls on me and I begin to suck. “Yeahhh that’s it!” He moans “ohhh you suck like you’ve done this before!”
I take his cock out of my mouth for a few moments and I lie by saying “no I’ve never done this before”.
“Hhhmm…maybe you’ve been watching plenty of gay porn in secret. Hopefully after you’ve swallowed my load, you will learn to finally embrace your sexuality” the man replies.
“S..s…swallow your cum?” I say.
The man grins “yes boy…I think that’s why you were brought here…you need to swallow your first load before you can realise how much you truly love cock!”
Whenever I would masturbate, I never even took to swallowing my own cum as it dribbled down my cock and hand. Whenever I did watch gay porn, I would see the guys with cum on their bodies or around their mouths but couldn’t understand how they could bring themselves to swallow it. I hated the very idea of this, I told myself that this would be the first and last time I ever do this so I complied.
“Of course, I will swallow your load for you” I say.
“I will swallow your load for you SIR” he corrects me.
He is pushing it, I thought. I had to play along though. “Sorry I mean I will swallow your load for you sir” I said.
“That’s better, now come on, back to sucking me boy!” He tells me.
His big thick cock fills all the space in my mouth, I manage to deep throat him a few times which gets him moaning ever louder. I was worried that his loud moans would attract more attention and my fear had became a reality, it did. Another man approached, this one looked to be in his late 30’s and was slightly more muscular. I stopped sucking to face him and he stands there jerking his cock, watching us. The other man notices him and says “you wanna join in?”
I look up at him and say “I thought I was to only suck you? You promised”.
“I did but I can’t deny my gay brothers their pound of flesh can I? Suck us both and then you’ll be free to go, just pray that nobody else arrives” he grinned. This was sounding bad, I may never get out of here if more people keep showing up!
“I would love to join” the other man grins and comes over to us. He sticks his cock close towards my face and I hesitantly begin to suck it. His cock is about an inch bigger than the other guy’s. I gag at one point when I deep throat it. “Easy now!” The man says.
The original guy I was sucking tells me “don’t leave me hanging boy, come on jerk my cock!” So I jerk his cock as I suck the other and I swap back and forth between them both.
“What do you say we get him fit both of our cocks into his mouth at once?” The second guy asks.
“Oh amazing idea! Come on boy take both of our cocks!” The first guy orders me. I get a grip on both cocks and I place them in my mouth.
“Arghh! Arghh!” I gargle as the thickness of the cocks stretch my mouth wide apart.
“Look at us boy!” The first man says. I look up and see their faces grinning down on me, I had never felt so small. I suck them both at the same time but I can feel my jaw aching. All I could also think to myself was “please don’t cum in my mouth at the same time, please don’t cum in my mouth at the same, please don’t cum in my mouth at the same time.”
As I’m sucking them both at once, the second guy later asks the first guy “shall we tag team on him? One of us does the mouth and the other does the arse and then swap around?”
The first guy laughs and says “sure let’s do it!”
I take both cocks out of my mouth and dribble all over the ground and onto my legs. “What? No that wasn’t part of the deal! I wasn’t supposed to be getting fucked!” I panic. Being on the receiving end of anal sex looked painful and is something I would have never wanted to have been part of.
“Don’t listen to what this boy says” the first guy tells the second guy “he’s a homophobic bigot, a closet case who is in denial! He needs to know that this is what he needs!”
“Let’s do it, you happy for me to fuck him first?” The second guy asks.
“Be my guest!” The first guy grins.
Terror overflowed my body. My first thought is to call out for help but that would probably attract more of the gay guys over here which would likely result in more dicks for me to take! It then came to me that there is a word I can shout which could help me…
“SAM!…SAAAAAM!!!” I shouted. He seemed to be the only gay guy here that could get me out of this.
“Who’s Sam?” The first guy asked “one of your homophobic bigot friends is he?! You trying to put us in danger boy?!” He then slaps my face hard which stung a fair bit.
“No I…” I begin to explain but another voice interrupts me.
“There he is!” I turn and see that it’s the one of the 7 guys who brought me here, the rest of his friends are behind him and…and…
“Oh fuck! Oh fuck no! No! No! No!” I put my hands to my face, this was the ultimate blow for me after all of the things that happened to me today. They were joined by none other than Kai, Dylan, Sam, Jake, Thomas, Liam and the gay gang.
Kai walked forward to us and said “so this where you’ve been ey…thought you could escape from you us? Let’s continue from where we left off shall we?” He smiles.
“NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” I shouted.
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