Date: Thu, 26 Apr 2001 20:50:53 +1000
From: "hines@pnc" <hines@pnc.com.au>
Subject: my fourteenth year

This story has all of the usual disclaimers. It is written for a certain
audience and has not caused any harm to anyone. Most of this story is
fiction and is intended for an adult audience who on reading this may
remember what happened to them in the past. If you are under eighteen
please leave and find some other place to veiw. This is not for you. All of
the characters are from my imagination but some of the acts are
true. Please email me if you want more. I would enjoy some feedback but
will ignore flames that fail to understand the intense feeling of a 14 year
old growing up in the days before AIDS. This story depicts unprotected sex
and this is not the case in 2001. PLEASE BE CAREFUL.

FOURTEEN YEARS OF AGE.

I was now 14 and very aware of what I had been doing since I had first been
fucked at thirteen by the man and then Steve. I was able to take any cocks
that came through my favourite hole in the dirty toilet and enjoy being
serviced by any boys that wanted me at school.  The boys drifted away from
me as they found girl friends that seemed to satisfy them.

I had been a member of the cubs and then sea- scouts since I was eleven.
Now at 14 I spent a weekend in the sea -scout boat shed trying to take my
mind above my belt and pass the tests that were required by the scouting
movement for my 1st Tenderfoot badge.

I had already enjoyed the pleasure of the Skipper's cock in my hole for
some time. In fact he fucked me after most scout meetings. He was about 30
years of age and was thin and wiry. He used to feel my bum and often lick
me out. He had a lengthy foreskin cock. Slender and with a good amount of
skin that I loved sucking and then pulling it back. I usually put my mouth
and tongue inside his rather smelly piss and some cum filled head.

After sucking his beautiful foreskin I would demand that he fuck me. Skip
used to turn me around and then he would hold me and fuck me hard and
long. He used to talk to me during our long fucks. He kept telling me how
good it was to fuck a 14-year old boy and how tight I was. His big cock
always exploded deep into my hot boy arse and I would go home with a large
amount of his man cum well fucked into me. I loved the forceful way that he
screwed me. I always held him tightly after he had used my arse.

At home I tried to hold his cum inside me. This was difficult. The amount
of spunk that I had taken during the day from my school friends and now
skip, forced me to sit on the toilet and let my full arse of cum flow
out. It was mixed with arse juices that had joined with the cum that had
been fucked into me during the day.

I was not prepared for the next course of events. I met Graham another
scout. He had been a part of the group for some time and a member of my
school. I had never spent any time with him, never thinking that he would
be interested in me. After all I was small and under developed in most
parts of my body. He was the opposite. A strong youth with friends who
frightened me. I thought that they would beat me up if they knew that I was
taking cock up my arse and sucking anybody who wanted me. We met at a camp
in the boat shed. 12 boys shared the night and we all showed our cocks to
each other. This had always happened to me whenever our scout group
camped. I loved showing my hard cock and I usually had more hair around it
that any other boy. I had failed to bring my sleeping bag with me. Luckily
Paul, another fuck mate, suggested that I share his blanket.

Before settling in with Paul I let Graham see me up close. I stood before
him and relished his interest in my hot cock, balls and arse. He felt me up
handling my balls and cock and then played with my butt. Graham opened the
zipper of his sleeping bag moved up and allowed me to see his exposed cock
and balls. I was staggered. This was the biggest dick that I had ever
seen. He head was huge and the remainder of his weapon was long and very
fat. I guessed that he had about 9 inches. I reached for it and felt the
heat and size that he had. This cock was bigger than any that I had felt,
sucked or fucked.  I knew that I had to feel him in me and take his cum. I
wanted to take his penis into my mouth there and then and maybe sit on
it. I could not in front of the other boys and I knew that Paul would soon
pleasure me in his own special way. Graham saw my predicament and asked me
to meet him alone in the bushes next to the boat shed in the morning. I
agreed and let go of his cock and returned to the bed that Paul had made.

Paul was very special to me. We were the same age. I had enjoyed Paul for
the last year. I started sucking him 12 months ago and he always filled my
mouth with thick spurts of boy cum. This year he wanted more and chose my
arse as a target for his boy spunk. He did not know that that I often had
boy and man cum still inside me. I chose to let him think that he was the
only one.  He serviced me often and very well in his new role.

 I got used to taking his cock and the cum that he fucked into me. His dick
had grown and when he opened my boy cunt he was able to pleasure me often
more than the men that I serviced in the parks. To make the fuck
pleasurable for me Paul always rimmed my arse and spent a long time sucking
my entrance to the tunnel that he sought to enter. Sometimes he would taste
some cum near or inside my throbbing hole. He would question me and I told
him that it was mine and that I hand- fucked into me after my last wank. I
liked feeling him do this to me especially this time in the room that we
were sharing with 10 other boys. The thought of them seeing this very sexy
scene was a big turn on to me and I am sure to Paul. It was late by now and
I was slick with his spit.  Paul was always kind to me. He entered me
slowly and gently fucked his cum into me. I did not want the hard fucking
that I enjoyed from men that I had met in the park or boys at school from
him. Paul always stayed inside me throughout the nights that I spent with
him. I loved sleeping with him and feeling his cock inside me. He had
enough stamina to give me a good fuck in the morning and made me feel his
hot cum again as he shot up my greedy arse.

 The men that I sought in the parks often filled me with cum after hard
fucks in the darkened parts of the city. I felt their big balls and cocks
and urged them to fuck me. At 14, I was young and slender and a good tight
fuck.

 I often had a queue waiting for someone to finish inside me and then
another taking his place. I was often fucked by at least 5 men. Sometimes
they were nice and felt me and even sucked parts of me that made me want to
spunk up. Most just emptied their spunk into my boy cunt. They fucked hard
and pulled out quickly.

My arse was always sore. I seldom went home without a big load of male
spunk up my bum. Sometimes it hurt and I had to sit shiting for some time
to empty the cum that had been shot into me, before I could sleep. I wanted
all of those men to use me. I loved their cocks and enjoyed all the spunk
that was fucked into my boy cunt. I used to shoot great loads of cum in my
bed after being so abused by the men that had fucked me in the park. I
could not change my habits, I wanted men to fuck me and at times hurt my
sensitive arse.



The next day I had to see Graham. I wanted that man cock in my mouth and up
my bum. I was not sure what he wanted but I was certain that I would try to
take him inside me and feel his cum spurting into my bowels.

I saw him coming towards me. He had his beautiful cock in his hands and
waved it at me.  Graham was bigger than me. I was not prepared for his
lunging at me pushing me to the ground. He cursed me and made me lie on my
stomach. Then he pulled my buns apart and thrust his big cock straight up
me. In no time he stuffed me full of his large penis. I had never been
raped; this was the closest that I had come. He forced his cock up my arse
hurting and punishing me. As if this was not enough he pushed me up and
made me hold onto a tree nearby and bend over this enabling him to push
more of his weapon into me. Graham fucked his cock into me hurting and
making me bleed. I hated but loved being so abused. I thought that he would
love me as all of my fuckers had done in the past. This was gross. A hard
fuck nearly destroying me.

 My arse grabbed his cock and each thrust that sent his cum into me was met
by my arse pulsating against him. I started to enjoy this abuse of my body
and strangely wanted it to continue. I held his now deflating cock in my
arse and pushed back wanting him to stay inside me and fuck more cum into
me.

He pulled out quickly then almost out of character kissed me and told me
that I was a beautiful fuck and that he had wanted to do this time for some
time.  We relaxed and I told him that I would love him to spunk up me but
he should prepare me. I loved spunk fucked up my bum but I needed to be
ready and not raped.

Graham surprised me by holding my head and cuddling my body. He was sorry
that he was so rough but he could not resist my slight, tender bum.  I feel
back into his arms and loved his caressing of me. I wanted him again and
placed my mouth on his big man cock. I sucked hard and then pulled away
asking him to fuck me again.  We fell into a sexy position. He was hard
again and I wanted his man dick thrusting into me. He pushed into me and I
felt his size enter and fuck me. This time I had some control as to how
much cock he would fuck into me. He came in glorious spurts. I held on to
the tree gaining some comfort from its hardness as I felt Graham fill me
completely. I took Graham inside my arse right up to my bowels.

I went home remembering the pleasure that his big cock had given me. I
wanted more and shot a great deal of cum across my body as I thought about
being fucked by him again. I had some cum that had been fucked into me
during my time with Graham. I wanted more.

The next week I went to the usual scout meeting and saw Graham. He wanted
to walk home with me. I hoped that this would result in my arse being
fucked as hard as he had done last week. We came to the school
grounds. Graham asked me to walk through the grounds and go into the bushes
behind the buildings.


I followed him and gasped as he turned round and showed me his big cock
straining through his fly of the Boy Scout shorts that he was wearing. I
had sucked and fucked his beautiful penis the previous week. Now I could
have it again. He wanted to fuck me and asked me to undress so that he
could prepare my arse for his cock. I quickly pulled my scout shorts down
and presented my well-used boy cunt to him.

 He surprised me by bending me over and placed his tongue into my arse. I
pushed and pushed back onto his moisture and fucked his tongue. He spat
into me and then aimed his cock at my hole, pissing all over me. I became
very excited, now very moist. I had taken some cocks during the day and had
not shit out the loads that I had received. My arse was well prepared for
the on-slaught that I wanted from Graham. He did not disappoint me.

He put his huge cock head against my hole and then entered an inch into
me. I took it slowly and after his head had thrust through my muscle I
found that I was slick enough to take his remaining 8 inches. This time
Graham was more caring and gentle. He waited until I had every inch inside
me and asked me to feel his balls that now slapped against my arse. I loved
his cock filling me and thrust back, feeling him enter my bowels. The extra
fluid from the cum that had been fucked into me during the day provided
further lubricant for his man cock. I fucked him and he fucked me. I worked
against him as he thrust into me. I felt him cum and screamed as he filled
me with his cream.

I went home dripping cum, spit and piss from my well-fucked arse. I spent
some time sitting on the toilet not wanting to lose Graham's spunk from my
well-abused boy cunt. However I lost everything and wiped all of the mess
into some bundles of paper. I was able to smell Graham's cum and push some
fingers into my backside pretending that he was still inside me.

I was happy and knew that I could have Graham each scout night. This was to
be a pattern until I met Colin.

I was still visiting my favourite hole in the dirty toilet as often as
possible and continued to enjoy men fucking and sucking me in the cubicle
or in the bushes. I lost contact with my straight friends. All I wanted
each school day was a good few fucks from my school mates and some men
dealing with me at night. This was to continue throughout my fourteenth
year.

Colin entered my life at a time that my well-serviced arse was ready for
the best fucking that I ever had. Colin had teased me during my thirteenth
year. He used to pull at my fly after school as I mounted my motor bike. I
used to pull his buttons open from his fly. He used to run, after I had
felt his slender dick through his now unbuttoned fly. I was not satisfied
with this and wanted to play with his cock and suck him. Colin was just
entering puberty and his small uncut cock was a small mouth-full to my
experienced tongue and lips. I did not realise how quickly he would grow to
manhood and the size that his beautiful little uncut cock would reach.

Colin proudly showed me a cock of at least 7 very fat uncut inches early in
my 14th year. I could not believe this growth and being the wanton boy that
I had become I had to have it. We went into the bushes behind my favourite
toilet and I sucked that big cock. I let my tongue travel below his now big
balls and licked his seam from arse to balls. He thrust his arse up to me
wanting me to suck his beautiful hole. I played with his cock as I sucked
his bum and then took his balls into my mouth. I sucked them and I am sure
that I felt his cum rise inside. He pushed me over onto my stomach and
fucked me. I had been fucked many times but never had I felt such a
beautiful cock enter me and thrust spunk inside my used arse. Colin managed
to engage my prostate with every thrust that he made; I squirmed and
squeezed his cum out of his big cock as he fucked me. He pulled out too
quickly. I abused him for taking his fat foreskin out of my arse. I knew
that I had to suck the remains of his fuck from his skin. He let me suck
his big member as it slowly decreased in size. I licked and licked his cock
wanting another fuck. He held me and felt my arse and balls. This was
sensational sex. Colin had grown to a great size and I wanted him to fuck
me again giving me the thrills that his big foreskin cock had recently
done.

Colin let me feel him whenever I saw him at school and always fucked into
me whenever he had the chance. Usually this took place in the bushes after
school. I loved his cock and took care to put my tongue inside his skin and
often tasted the dried cum and piss that he kept in his foreskin for my
tongue. I feel in love with his beautiful cock, letting him do what ever he
wanted to with my body. I enjoyed his constant thrusting into my arse and
the cum that he shot up and over my throbbing prostate.  Colin had become
my new desire in the long train of sex friends that I had found. I wanted
Colin's cock inside me every day. At least he was not going to leave me the
way his peers had done, for girls.

Colin was tall, smooth, blue eyed and blonde. He had developed some muscle
tone and had a good deal of black pubic hair for his 14 years. He had tight
melon shaped buns and a hole that seemed to wink at me when I sucked and
licked it. His cock was simply a beautiful foreskin covered pole.very thick
and long. The skin more than covered the head. I used to love sliding it
down leaving his head uncovered, red and moist. What a mouthful that was.

Not being satisfied with playing with his skin I knew what I wanted to
do. Place my cock head inside his skin and shoot my bursts of cum into him
while he shot his. He was quite excited by the idea that I wanted to fuck
his cock this way. We worked out that I should pull his skin across the
head of my cock and he would hold it there while I started to pull the
cocks of both of us. I did not want my cum or his to leak out of this
union. We started and I felt the heady feel of being inside his foreskin as
he held us both. I pushed as he pushed. We needed hands to make it work. I
pulled and pulled feeling the moisture between us strengthen. This was his
and my pre-cum being spurted out.

Colin leant towards me and put his tongue into my mouth. I sucked it and
then engaged in a war of tongue kissing as we rose to a shattering climax
inside his floppy skin. The spunk from us both mixed and he had great
difficulty holding our fluids. I asked him to pinch his skin quickly as I
pulled away from our docked cocks.  He managed to hold the cum until I
could kneel before him and let him fire the cum into my mouth. I licked and
sucked the spunk that we had shot, holding it in my mouth until I could
kiss him again. We placed mouth on mouth and tongued the shot cum until we
both swallowed. This was awesome.  I sank onto my knees and licked the
remains of our union from Colin's still semi-hard penis. The taste was
exquisite and the remnants of some piss and arse juice added to my
pleasure.  I loved Colin and enjoyed his cock play for some time during my
teenage years.

I thought that the man from 13th year who gave me such fucking pleasure
after our chance meeting in the toilet had gone from my life. I was very
surprised one night to sit near my favourite hole and to see his very big
foreskin cock, hard and being thrashed by his hand. (Some one had fixed the
light inside this dirty place so I could now see the cocks that I dealt
with) I immediately remembered our encounters during my 13th year. I lost
contact with him during the long summer holiday break. My family took me to
a beach town thinking that I should tan a little and spend time gaining
some weight and muscle by exercise and eating plenty. This messed up my
dates and I thought that I had lost this wonderful man from my life. I
recognised the cock and then the profile of my last year's love as he bent
to look through the hole. He indicated that he knew who I was then asked me
to walk with him to the same bushy area that we had been in last year.

This time it was easier for me to talk and for him to do likewise. He was
named David as Steve and I found out last year. We stopped walking and he
suggested that I go with him to his house rather than fuck in the
bushes. The weather was foul and the possibility of rain could change
anything that we did into a shambles. I was uncertain. I had slept with 14
year old Paul and still did but never had I been between the sheets with a
man certainly not a 35 year old. This man had fucked me and let me suck his
juice after he withdrew from my arse. I knew what he had inside his pants.

He loved me after the fuck. He made me feel good, so good that I never
forgot how he had pleasured me. I had enjoyed his cuddling and soft feeling
of me after the bursts of his man juice feed my well-fucked arse. But did I
trust him nearly a year later to be the same. Especially in his home, his
bed?

He reached out to me and felt me slowly, held my bum and kissed my
cheek. He told me that he would drive me home after our sex play if I
wanted. This, plus my need to take his big foreskin again made up my
mind. I agreed to go to his house.

All the fucking and sucking that I had done throughout my 13 and 14 years
of life had always been somewhat furtive and always in bushy parks or
cubicles in toilets or the banks at school. Paul was the only person who
had opened me in a bed. But then we were both the same age.

I think that David realised my difficulties. He walked me to his car and
before we entered he promised me that if I did not want to do something, or
anything he would drive me straight home. I nodded my head and entered his
car. I was scared, but excited.
 Here was the man who had pleasured me last year taking me to his house. I
knew that he would fuck me and I really wanted that. I was worried that I
was out of my zone to control what happened. What if he hit me or wanted me
to do something that I did not want. He was so much bigger than me. I was
small in stature. I knew that I had a good looking face and my slender
body, melon butt and good sized prick were assets that were admired and
used by men and boys. I guess I had to trust this man. Now I would share
his bed. I had often wondered whether my behaviour during the last two
years made me gay. I thought that I was just having boy sex and I would
forget all of this soon and join my friends who were dating girls. The move
that I was now making seemed to register some knowledge into me. I was a
gay boy now getting ready to be sexually taken by a beautiful man and
stuffed by his gorgeous cock.

I knew the answers but feared the scene. I wanted him, he wanted me. I was
a boy he was a man. He had a house and bed that was private and
personal. If he fucked me in his bed then the juices that I would expel
would leave stains on his sheets. Would he still hold and love me after
fucking my body? He did before, but that was a year ago.

The man was more sensitive than I gave him credit. He touched me briefly on
the chin and arm. He reminded me of our connection in the bushes last year
and reminded me that I was the best fuck that he had ever enjoyed. He was
sorry that after the weekends he enjoyed with Steve and me stopped. I told
him why as both of us had holidays and were carted away by families to
supposedly enjoy other places. I then expressed my dissatisfaction of not
meeting him at the same times that we used to do. He told me that he was
sad also. but he always pulled his cock thinking about my arse and my face
sucking his juices out of his big foreskin.

I was now very hard and randy, wanting this man to use me the way that he
had before. All of my fears were disappearing as I remembered the fucks and
sucks that we had enjoyed before.

We reached his house. It was big and rather grand. He parked his car and
felt me quickly. I knew that I wanted this new experience, being alone with
this big man in his house.

We walked inside. I took in the masculine feel of his house The statue of
David and nude photos of boys adorning his lounge room turned me on. He
prodded me further into his cosy bedroom. A big king sized bed loomed into
view as did several photos of young boys like me adorning the walls of this
obviously special part of his house. I looked at the bed. He felt me and I
trembled. I wanted this man again. He took my clothes from my body and
placed me between the sheets of his bed. I watched as he stripped naked and
gave me a look at that wonderful foreskin that had fucked me last year so
many times. He joined me in his big cot. I held him in my arms and he
kissed every part of my face, ears and neck finally resting on my mouth
opening me to accept his tongue I fought with his tongue and entered his
mouth. We played kissing games for some time. I could have stayed licking
and sucking his tongue and mouth all night!

I was enjoying the wonder of this man's body pressing into me and his
kisses. He slowly felt my body, pinched my tits and let his hands pass my
hairy bush that surrounded my cock. He felt my thighs and tickled my
balls. I was fully relaxed and loved this wonderful man feeling and playing
with my body. He moved to my bum and started to suck my buns and then lick
and spit into my hole. He fingered me and I had to push back wanting him to
fuck me. He didn't. I started to panic as I expected to be fucked quickly
and leave as I did with every person that took me in the toilet or park. He
just held me and told me to be patient and let him explore my body some
more. I relaxed into him and realised that he was not going to hurt me
instead he made me feel good and very eager to explore his cock and take
his seed inside me. I wanted him to fuck me.

I was lying in his bed feeling him suck my arse and I held his glorious
foreskin. I had to have him inside me. He wasted little time. He lifted my
young legs and placed his beautiful cock against my hole. I pushed hard as
he managed to enter me. I took an inch then another, finally all of him
again. I loved this man's cock deep inside me. He fucked me hard and kept
talking to me with wonderful sexy words as he stirred me up. This time he
hit my prostate many times. I was so excited that I shot a big load without
a hand on my cock. He felt my arse contract and shot a big load of man cum
deep into me. I loved this big man who made my tunnel feel so good.

He collapsed inside me. I relaxed on his big bed. I felt him pull the
covers up so that we were both warm. I was so fucked that I simply feel
into his arms and slept. He held me throughout the night and let me have
more of his cum early in the morning. I remembered the present that he gave
me last year so I moved to his cock and sucked all the juice that he had
gathered under his hood, from him.

I had to leave his arms and return home to get ready for school. He had to
go to work. I went home and managed to climb between my sheets 20 minutes
before the alarm clock reminded me that I should prepare for the day. Mum
always rose at the same time. We talked briefly as I ate some weeties and
caught the school bus. I was on fire; my bum was full of the man's cum. My
mouth had taken his cum. I had to have him again. I jumped off the bus and
decided to truant school and spend the rest of the day with him. I had
forgotten that he was going to work. When I knocked on his door there was
no reply.

I realised that I was wrong and should have waited until he finished
work. I was so hot for sex and wanted to be fucked again. I had decided not
to go to school and as I was not due at home until 5.p.m I thought that a
walk through the park to the toilet might help me settle down with a good
fuck after the excitement of last night.

I walked to the toilet watching some men looking at me. I thought that the
place would be quiet during a workday. I entered and sat in my usual
stall. It did not take long for a man to look through the hole, flash an
exciting organ and urge me to suck it. I did, of course, and had a good
mouth full of man cum inside me early in the day.

I thought about leaving and pulled my shorts up against my strained cock. I
had been fucked in the mouth but not where I needed cock.  As I started to
leave another man entered the cubical next to mine. I stopped packing up
and looked through the hole. I saw a big uncut cock seeping pre-cum. It
must have been at least 11 inches. I had never had such a big cock inside
me. My lust for foreskins overtook any sense that I had for my own
safety. I beckoned the man to push his cock through the hole. He did and I
sucked and sucked his head and licked his pre-cum. I tried to push my arse
back onto his big cock. Again it did not work through this hole. The man
told me to come outside with him. I left my stall and looked at a man many
years older than me. He must have been at least 50.

He asked me to go into the bushes with him and patted my school boy bum. I
was in my school clothes and my shorts revealed every curve of my arse.

I was concerned about this man but his cock was so big that I wanted to
feel it and maybe fuck it. We walked a little way then he turned to me and
told me that I was a cock slut and being here instead of at school showed
that I needed to be really screwed. I did not know what to do. I guess I
should have run away but his forceful manner and harsh words again excited
me. I let him lead me further into the bushes until he found a place to put
me down and strip my school clothes from my body. I was very nervous and
scared of this man. He took his pants down and tore his shirt and coat from
his body. I looked hard at his 11 inches of uncut cock and was very
concerned as to how he would treat me.

I did not have long to wait. He pushed that magnificent prick into my
mouth-shouting suck it, suck it then I will fuck you. You must provide the
lube from your mouth if you don't want me to hurt you. I held 11 inches of
foreskin in my hands then in my mouth. I felt the very thick head and skin
and remembered the fun I had docking Colin and wished that this man wanted
this. But no he wanted a suck then a fuck. I had been used many times, but
I was still a thin small 14-year-old boy. My arse had been well used by
boys and men but it still retained the capacity to close up, even if I held
spunk inside me. This man was big, big, big. I had never been fucked by an
11 inch fat foreskin cock. I might have thought about this happening but I
never thought that it was possible. Here a man who had made me suck his
cock confronted me and now he wanted to shaft me.

I pleaded with him to let me suck his cum from his cock. He laughed and
told me that cock suckers and cum takers need big cocks inside them. Then
they can really scream and enjoy being screwed by cocks that hurt.

He pushed me down and entered me hard and fast. I screamed and thrashed the
ground and him. This was the biggest and hardest cock that had ever invaded
me. It hurt and violated my bum. I gained no pleasure in pushing against
him. He kept that 11-inch cock inside me fucking for all that he was
worth. I tried every trick that I had learnt to enjoy some of the
fuck. Nothing worked. He slammed into me pushing my bowels in all
directions. I knew that I was wrong to let him near me. He fucked and
fucked and did not heed my screams. He came deep inside me. I felt the rush
of cum but could not take my usual pleasure as he continued to slam into
me. When he finished I thought that that was it. He wanted more and pinned
me down pushing his less than hard cock into me. At least I could gain some
pleasure from his deflated prick.
 This did not last long. He hardened inside me and fucked his cock into me
again. I was better able to accept his big foreskin this time as I was
holding his last blast of cum. It provided some lube but not enough to give
me any pleasure from his raping of my arse. He shot his spunk into me
again. This time he pulled out and left me panting and hurting, lying on
the hard ground that had supported me during his rape. I wanted to run and
hide. Like an animal I needed to rest somewhere waiting until my savaged
arse had time to recover and do its usual things.

I was outraged at this male violence. I was now starting to understand the
complex world of gay people.

I slowly replaced my clothes after wiping my very abused bum with my
handkerchief. I smelt his cum. I started to cry as I felt the intense pain
of his fuck burn inside my young arse. I needed to shit quickly as I felt
the liquid that David had given me so tenderly last night and now this
bully, started to move down my colon. I walked back to the toilet holding
my handkerchief in my back passage to hopefully absorb some of the juice
that I knew was leaking out of my passage.

I locked the cubicle and hastily downed my trousers and underpants. I sat
on the pan and passed liquid shit, cum and some blood. I farted this into
the bog then managed to relax a little allowing more juice to pass from
me. I stayed in this position for some time feeling sorry for myself. I was
greedy I thought. I had slept with David and had not been discovered
missing at home, and then I had to have more! I was a truant from school. I
guessed that it must be about 12 p.m. I could not return home until my
usual time. I became more depressed and the tears rolled down my face. I
should be like any other boy enjoying sport and being able to talk to my
parents. Feel dad cuddle me and mum to ask me what school was like
etc. This never happened in my almost un-loving house. I had no brothers or
sisters and the closest I ever got to any physical contact was with the men
and boys who used me. David, Colin and Paul were special. Graham loved me
with his cock. I wanted to stay in the arms of a man who loved me. I knew
that every time I had been fucked by someone who listened and waited until
I was ready for some hard arse pounding and then held me after the spunk
had been fucked into me was special and I loved being held in this way.

My thoughts were interrupted by a voice above my head. I looked up and saw
a young face looking down at me over the cubicle wall. He asked me if I was
all right as he had heard me crying. I replied that I was okay. He looked
at me and saw the litter of clothes and the mess that I was in. He must
have registered my young body and the fact that I was partly in my school
uniform. He disappeared and then I heard a knocking on the cubicle door. He
wanted to come in and help me. I was uncertain and scared. He seemed young,
maybe 18 or 19.What could he do to help me out of this mess. I leant
forward and undid the bolt on the door. He came in and looked hard at me as
I did to him. I was right he was young, maybe 18? He must have smelt the
mess that I had deposited in the pan as he twisted his face and informed me
that I was really messy. I studied him. He had wavy black hair, a slender
face but very cute. He was wearing a long hooded top and wore rather tight
jeans. I liked what I saw! Not again, not here in this smelly, dirty
toilet.
 He smiled briefly and told me that he would help me clean up and that I
should come outside and tell him what had happened. I panicked. He patted
my head and urged me to let him help me. I relented and let him gather my
clothes and then stand me up. He made me wipe the mess from my arse and
helped me replace my underpants and shorts. I felt a little better. The
pain was getting less between my legs. He opened the door and walked me
outside to a bench. I sat looking at him. He wanted to know what
happened. I started crying again and then in rather sniffy sentences told
him about the rape. He asked me to describe the rapist. I did and he nodded
knowingly. I wondered what he knew. He told me that the same man had raped
him last year and he had not had a chance to get back at him.

I asked the boy if he was gay. He replied in the affirmative. I was
relieved and started to trust him.

He told me that his name was Morris and he lived in a room in a boarding
house very close to the toilet. He wanted to take me home to clean up and
talk about the man who had fucked me so violently. I hesitated but somehow
trusted this young man. I let him lead me to his house then room. He wanted
me to shower and showed me where it was. I did and cleaned my sore bum and
soaped my body for a long time. I returned to his room and sat on his bed
as he started to talk about his rape. I notice that the time was 1-30p.m. I
was due home at 5 p.m. I listened to Morris as he filled me in as to the
details of the fuck that his rapist had given him. It was similar to mine
but being a bigger boy than me it seemed that the bastard had abused his
mouth and then hit him hard across the face. He gave Morris no warning
pushed into his chute holding him down as he pumped his cum into his tender
arse. I shed a tear hearing this. Morris moved to me and held me tight. He
felt so good and I needed this, not a fuck just to be held and cuddled. We
did this for most of the afternoon. No sex took place just a great deal of
touching and cuddles. I began to settle down and started to think about
Morris as a sex partner. We did nothing. I did manage to see his very hard
cock in his jeans and I sat on his lap feeling it between my legs. He
looked at mine and only once brushed his hand across my school pants. We
both knew that something should happen. He wanted a fuck so did I.  I
returned home feeling much better and now had a new fantasy Morris. I knew
that he had a big cock hidden in those jeans. We had agreed to meet after
school the next day at his house. I felt better in the arse. I suppose this
was because I had taken so many men that some pain from the rape would
disappear quicker than if I had never been fucked.

I lay on my bed thinking about Morris. He was cute, strong and very
desirable. I wanted him and he was much closer to my age than any of the
men who had used me. He was gay as he told me and wanted to see me
tomorrow. I had felt his arms around me all afternoon and on occasions I
had felt his cock rub my body as I sat on his lap.  I wondered what two gay
boys would do when faced with sex. I never thought that the couplings that
I had with my friends were gay to gay, even the men who were probably gay
but they only wanted to use me by making me suck or fuck their cocks.  I
fisted my 6 inch cock and pulled the cum out of my piss-slit in a vivid
fantasy of Morris. I knew that he would lead me into uncharted waters when
we met the next day. In spite of my rape and tears and the shitty mess that
I left in the pan.  I felt much better and fell asleep thinking about
Morris and our date tomorrow afternoon. I wanted to join with Morris but my
parents had organised a birthday party for my turning fifteen. The only
people who came were some straight boys from my school. My best friends
were unknown to my folks. I shrugged this aside and wandered by Morris's
house to inform him that I was unable to meet him later and assured him
that I would come to him as soon as the party was over.

I turned fifteen that night and seemed to have grown quite a bit. I looked
in the mirror and saw a chunky body, a well-defined face and a set of cock
and balls that sat easily between my smooth legs and stomach. I had a
hairless torso and some development in my chest. I turned around and was
satisfied to notice that my buns were still melon shaped and seemed to
stand out from my back. I knew that they had been felt and used many
times. I slowly stroked my crack and thought about the last two years since
my cherry had been taken. I had taken large amounts of cum and had been
rimmed many times by experts. I looked forward to Morris and my fifteenth
year.