Date: Wed, 22 Mar 2006 19:57:34 -0600
From: Mini Tower <mini-tower@hotmail.com>
Subject: Jimmy Goes Down and Rises Up, Chapter 13

JIMMY GOES DOWN AND RISES UP

by Mini Tower

FOREWORD

      This story is fiction.  This story is copyright 2006.  This story
contains graphic sexual material, including depictions of non-consensual
homosexual sex.  I have separated this story into chapters for ease of
reading.  I will post chapters over time to build suspense (there are
fourteen chapters in total for anyone who wants to wait until all chapters
have been posted).  If you are under eighteen or it is illegal for you to
read this material in your local jurisdiction, please go elsewhere.  This
story incorporates concepts that I have read in other stories.  I am
grateful to and thank all the great authors that have inspired me to write
this story.  Any problems with this story, however, are entirely my fault.
I have published this story to share my work with others for entertainment
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CHAPTER 13

      Eventually, I started turning Bobby over to college guys.  I went
with him to service not only guys at UCLA, but other local colleges as
well.  Bobby was just as big a hit as I had been the prior two years.  The
guys were especially excited about getting new meat.  Using the same guy
eventually gets boring.  Bobby also emitted an air of arrogance that added
to their fun of making him submit to their wills.  Of course, the
fraternity brothers repeated the size contest with Bobby as the prize.  Two
of the three prior winners had graduated.  The original third place winner
became the second place winner this time.  A freshman was the winner, and
the guy that would have been fourth place when I was the prize got third
place.

      Bobby was actually about the same size as the winner, but no one
could tell that under his chastity belt.  I enjoyed watching Bobby feel the
same tortures that I was forced to endure.  Bobby was subjected to an even
more intense spanking that I had received from the third place winner my
year.  Bobby actually cried, which was one of the few times I saw him do
that.  The second place winner was excited that he worked up from third
place to second place, but I think he was irritated that a freshman
prevented him from taking the grand prize.  When the winner took his place
at Bobby's ass, he wasted no time getting to business.  Bobby screamed the
entire time that the freshman fucked Bobby's ass for all it was worth.
That young man showed Bobby no mercy.  The freshman slammed himself in and
out with all of his force.  Even though he was only a freshman, he had
already started to fill out, and he used all of his leverage to give Bobby
the fucking of his life.

      Like me, Bobby hated being given over to college guys more than high
school boys.  Even though he did not have to face the college guys during
school, their treatment was more painful and more humiliating.  Bobby found
that there is nothing meaner than a horny and sexually frustrated college
guy.

      Once I introduced other people into Bobby's sex life, I stopped
fucking him.  I still spanked him and applied other physical punishments,
but I no longer had direct sexual contact with him.  I also stopped making
Billy fuck Bobby.  Of course, that change affected my sex life with Billy
because most of the time I fucked Billy only while he was fucking Bobby.

      Although I liked Billy and thought he was a good looking guy, I was
not sexually attracted to him.  In fact, I was not sexually attracted to
any guys.  I wanted a woman.  While I took my time looking for the right
woman, I agreed to fuck Billy whenever I felt really horny.  He wanted it
more often, but I was not interested.  I told Billy that he was free to
find other partners, but he told me that he was in love with me and had no
interest in being with anyone else.  I explained to him that I was not gay
and was looking for a girlfriend not a boyfriend.  He started crying softly
but between whimpers told me that he understood and would try to accept my
feelings.

      For the first month or so after my classes started, I would
occasionally get horny and want something more than my hand for relief.  I
did not feel the need to fuck Bobby anymore because he was getting plenty
of action from others.  I also wanted Bobby to notice that he was just not
that important in my life any more.  When I got that urge, I would go to
Billy.  I was upfront that for me it was just sexual release and nothing
more.  He responded, "Jimmy, I will take you any way I can.  I know that
this arrangement won't last forever, so I want to get as much as I can for
as long as I can."

      He perfected his technique with both his mouth and his ass.  He
really put a lot of work into both.  When he gyrated his bottom as I pumped
him with my cock, the physical sensations were tremendous.  Unfortunately,
the romantic and sexual attraction was not there.  I was craving female
companionship.  I had to give Billy credit, however, because he tried
everything he could imagine trying to keep me happy.  Unfortunately, he did
not have the right parts.

      It finally happened about a month and a half into the term.  I met
Jennifer Holder.  She was a gorgeous young woman from Michigan, living in
the freshman dorms.  I met her in the library, and I knew immediately that
I had to get to know her.  I managed to strike up a conversation and asked
her out.  I had no real experience with women, but luckily she was
inexperienced as well and was charmed by my awkwardness.

      Our first date was amazing.  We went to a campus party and eventually
made it back to her dorm room.  She invited me inside, and I stayed all
night.  Other than a kiss when I left in the morning, we did not touch.
Nevertheless, it was an amazing experience.  We connected on every level.
I did not tell her about my abuse or my sexual history - there would be
time for that - but we talked about our hopes and dreams and worldview.  I
had never felt that close to anyone in my life other than my parents.

      I wanted to take things slowly.  I could tell that she was shy and
inexperienced.  Eventually, after dating over a month, she admitted to me
that she was a virgin.  I felt before things got any further that she
needed to know my sexual history.  I told her that in one sense I was also
a virgin but some people might view it differently.  I told her the whole
story - from beginning to end.  She cried more than I did.  She told me
that it hurt her to hear how badly I was abused, and she understood why I
was doing what I was doing with Bob, Bobby and Billy.

      She wanted to get off the subject of my story because she said that
this initial shock was too painful.  She changed the subject to discuss her
old boyfriends.  A few guys in high school tried to score with her, but she
never let them get very far.  She kissed them and let them grope her over
her clothes, but she never let it get any further.  Then she turned to me
and said, "I am ready to let it go further."  That was all I needed to
hear.  We did not say another word for the next four hours.  Our bodies did
all the talking.

      I took her in my arm and kissed her passionately.  We removed each
other's clothing.  I caressed her breasts and gently nibbled on them.  Then
I slid down to her pussy.  I ate her out until she couldn't take it any
more.  Then I mounted her and broke her cherry with my rock hard cock.  I
felt her hymen break as I slid into her.  I did not slow down.  She was so
excited that the pain passed in an instant.  I was amazed at the difference
between an asshole and a pussy.  An asshole may be tighter, but a pussy is
moister and has a texture that works to extract the come out of your balls.
I have nothing against people who prefer anal sex.  But millions of years
of evolution made the vagina the perfect receptacle for the penis.

      Our romance burned brightly for about six months.  But we were both
very young, and I felt that I needed to have different experiences.  Jenny
said that she understood, but I was not sure that she really did.  Our
parting was without any histrionics, but I knew she was hurt.  During our
time together, however, we learned a lot from each other.  We learned about
what makes someone of the other sex feel good.  We perfected our sexual
techniques.  But more important, we learned to how to connect with someone
emotionally.

      Even though our relationship was perfect in almost every way, I
needed to feel what it was like to be with different people.  Even though
there had been rumors about me from my days when Bobby would lend me out to
local college students, UCLA is a big campus.  A Ferrari and a Beverly
Hills estate will loosen many a young woman's panties.  By the time I would
get them up to my wing of the mansion, most of the coeds could not wait to
fuck me.  I even fucked some of the college females that personally
observed or even participated in my prior humiliations.  Here I was, a
freshman who should have been shunned as tainted goods after the abuse that
was heaped on me, getting treated like a king - or should I say a sheik
with a harem.  And there were quite a few times when I had more than one
young lady at a time.  I think the most I had at once was five.  That
experience tested my stamina, but I was up to the task - so to speak.

      I even decided to get even with one fraternity that had been
especially cruel to me.  I bought their fraternity house and had it
condemned.  I did not even want to allow the building to remain standing.
When I was done with the place, it was just a hole in the ground.  The
fraternity brothers were so upset that they threatened me.  I hired
bodyguards to visit them to let them know that if anything happened to me,
they would all suffer unfortunate accidents.  I never heard from them
again.  I also never allowed another building to be built on that spot.

      During the time I dated Jenny, Billy finally accepted that things
were completely over between us.  I no longer needed him for sexual
release, and I did not want him to keep up any hopes.  Billy decided to do
his own experimenting.  He became the slut of the high school.  He would
let anyone fuck him.  Billy just loved cocks.  He loved small cocks, big
cocks, medium cocks, fat cock, slim cocks, all cocks.  As long as they
could get hard, Billy wanted it in his mouth or preferably up his ass.  He
actually told me that the bigger ones often did not get firm enough for his
taste - he would take a really hard smaller dick over a mushy bigger one
any day.

      Near the end of Billy's senior year, I introduced him to a nice guy I
met in one of my classes named John.  I thought he would be a good match
for Billy.  They hit it off and became exclusive.  Billy told me that even
though John's penis was bigger than mine, he liked mine better.  Billy said
that no one could get stiffer for longer than I could.  Even still, he
really was enjoying being with John and started to fall for him.

End Chapter 13
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