Date: Sun, 15 Dec 2002 13:36:28 -0800
From: Jason Tyler <gaychilliwack@hotmail.com>
Subject: How the fort changed my life part 2

How the Fort Changed my Life
by Jason Tyler

First the usual warning:  If this type of story is illegal in your country
or if you can't read, then don't go any further. This story contains sex and
relations between teenage boys, both consensual and non-consensual.  Many
parts of this story are based on actual fact.  Now a major motion picture
from the Tyler corporation. Okay a minor motion picture. Well it would be if
I had a video camera. Send me a video camera. jasontyler@gaypridecanada.com
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Thanks for all your comments on chapter one.


Chapter 2.

I figured that since I had all this energy I might as well put it to good
use on the summer house, so I began adding a lanai to the outside. In a
fort's version of a lanai, it is a few pieces of wood on the ground with a
railing nailed around it and attached to the  fort.  All I need is a rocking
chair and some grass to chew on, and I'd be an official queer redneck.  I
was totally focused on the project in front of me and was sitting on the
ground hammering away. I didn't hear 5 guys come up behind me.

"Well, what do we have here?"  I heard, as one of the guys grabbed me by the
hair and yanked me to my feet.

I almost shit myself right there. I wasn't expecting company or I'd have
offered them a beer or two. Not that I have any beer, but hey, I could be
neighborly.  The guy who grabbed me looked to be about 17 and he was huge.
Well, huge compared to me. He was about 6'2" and 175lbs.

"What the fuck are you doing?" he asked.

I told him I was adding a lanai. He punched me in the stomach, and snarled
as he asked what the fuck a lanai was. I told him it was a porch for rich
people.

He laughed and said "looks like we got a rich boy playing house." The others
laughed along with him.

"What do you want?" I asked as bravely as I could.

"We don't want nothin'. Maybe we'll just beat the shit out of you and
destroy your little house."  I started to realize that this was not going to
end well, so I' d be as nice as I could.

"You could, but then you guys couldn't use this place whenever you wanted. I
have been coming here for three years. It's a great place to go skinny
dipping and get a tan."

Even though I hadn't been swimming here for years, I figured it might be
something they'd think was cool. I also was thinking that maybe I'd get to
see them naked.

"Yeah, like we'd swim in that shit hole" the smaller guy  beside me said
sarcastically.

He was also about 17, but unlike the guy who was still holding onto my hair,
he was about my height  and a little chubby.  The other three looked the
same age and were good looking guys, in my opinion. Although right now they
weren't exactly being nice to me.

"Hey this is that little fag Turner from school." said the chubby guy.

I am somewhat of a smart ass, and one day I'll learn to keep my mouth shut.
Today wasn't that day.

"HEY!" I piped up "Who are you calling little?"

Bam, another punch to the stomach. Damn that hurt and it pissed me off too.

"Shut up fag." Said the big guy behind me.

He yelled over to the other guys who were going through my summer house and
asked them what they should do with me. The cutest of the guys came out of
the fort holding my backpack. I started to sweat and hoped he wouldn't look
inside. He was about 6' with blond hair. He had his shirt off and it was
tucked into the back of his jeans. He was fucking gorgeous. I'm sure Calvin
Klein will be giving him a call to model for them.  One of the guys said
they should throw me into the pond and see if I can really swim. Someone
else suggested that they force me to destroy the fort while they watched.
The blond model had opened my backpack and was now waving my 8" dildo in the
air.

"Brad, maybe we should shove this up his ass."

The other guys cheered him on, but they were quickly shut up by Brad, the
guy who had originally grabbed me. At least I now knew a name. He must be
the leader of their group since he was the biggest.

"He'd probably like that up his ass, wouldn't you fag boy?" he snapped as he
yanked my head backwards so I was looking upward at him. "Answer me!"

"No, I wouldn't." I lied.

"Since he's a fag, maybe he can suck us all off. I haven't had a good blow
job in weeks."  He looked down at me and continued "You'd like to suck us
all off wouldn't you? That's what queers love isn't it. A nice hard cock
rammed down your throat."

I tried to get away from his grip, as I knew the more they talked about it
the worse it was going to be. Get a bunch of teenagers horny and shit's
definitely gonna happen. Hormones take over and brains shut down. There's
never enough blood to run both your brain and a hardon, and in a very short
while their dicks would be doing all the talking for the group. I kept
squirming until the chubby guy came up to me and was so close to my face I
could smell him. He grabbed the top of my t-shirt by the neck and in one
giant yank, ripped it completely down the front, ending up with a strip of
my shirt in his hand. The force threw me off balance and I fell to my knees.

"Look! He wants it so bad, he's on his knees already." Said one of the guys

I was stunned. He ripped my shirt off me. Holy fuck!  I was a little scared
by now, but still had my smart ass attitude.

"What the fuck? That is my favorite shirt you asshole" I screamed.

He kicked me in the balls and told me to shut up. I doubled up and fell to
the ground, holding my balls hoping the pain would subside. Maybe they would
give up and leave. The big guy had let go of me when I fell, maybe I could
make a run for it, if I could ever stand upright again. I had my bike close
by and they obviously had walked.  Right now the pain was unbelievable. I've
never been kicked in the nuts before, although I have bashed them a few
times. That was painful enough, this is worse than anything I've ever felt.
My eyes were watering and I felt like I was going to hurl.  I lay there
trying to breath, hoping they would just leave me alone.

I heard them laughing, as I felt someone grab my head again. Brad was
standing in front of me again as he lifted my head.

"He's crying" he announced to the others who were still laughing. "Poor
little fag. Crying 'cause you don't have a dick to suck."

He shoved my head into his crotch and I could feel his dick beneath the
jeans. He grabbed my head on both sides and started to simulate face fucking
me. The other guys were cheering him on. I didn't like that at all and tried
to get away. I was quickly surrounded by the other guys and held in place.

"Go ahead and shove your dick down his throat. We'll hold him" said one of
the guys behind me. I felt a set of hands grab my shoulders and other set
grab my head as Brad let go. He unbuckled his belt and popped open the top
button on his jeans.

"Now you're gonna see what a man's dick looks like" he said. "if you try to
bite it, I'll knock all your teeth out and you'll still have to blow us."

Oh shit! I realized that I was going to have to blow all five of them. I
suppose there's worse things I could be made to do. I had just hoped this
would be over quickly.  Brad unzipped his jeans and pushed them down
exposing his boxers. I could see that he was already well on his way to
becoming hard, and he once again ground his crotch into my face. I could
smell his musky odor. He smelled more mature than Kyle and it was obvious
he'd been sweating all day.

"Take my shorts down" He barked at me.

I reached up behind him placed my hands inside the waistband of his boxers,
feeling his soft warm ass. I slowly slid the shorts down revealing, first
his pubic push, then his hard cock which snapped free and hit me in the
face. He grabbed his dick and pressed it against my lips.

I thought about trying to refuse, but figured it would only get me punched
out. So I opened my mouth and allowed him to slide his 7" cock in. It was
bigger than I'm used to but  I was determined to make him come quickly. I
reached up to grab his ass, but my hands were quickly restrained by one of
the other guys. Brad started to moan and tell me what a great cocksucker I
was. I felt like saying "thanks I'll put it on a resume" but I couldn't
talk, my mouth was full. My mother always said don't talk with your mouth
full as it was bad manners. Far be it from me to have bad manners.  He was
picking up speed as he face fucked me harder and harder. I was having
trouble breathing as he slammed his cock deep to the back of my throat. I
felt like I was going to throw up each time he hit the back of my throat. I
tried to ease back a little each time he slammed it in, but I didn't have
much room to move as the guys were holding me pretty tight. I could feel his
cock begin to pulse, so I hoped he was going to cum soon, and I was right.
He announced in a loud voice to all the guys that he was going to blow his
load.

"Are you ready to take my big wad fag?" he panted as he began to pump stream
after stream of hot liquid down my throat.

I felt the first blast hit the back of my throat, followed by another five
or six. He tasted a lot different than Kyle. It wasn't as sweet, but it
wasn't gross or anything. I didn't care I just wanted it to be over.  He
pulled his dick out and wiped it across my face.

"That was awesome" he announced "you're one good little cocksucker, fagboy.
Who's next? He'll suck all of you, won't you pussy?"

I just sat there motionless, as the next guy got in front of me. I watched
as he removed his shirt, pants and boxers. He wasn't as big as Brad, hell he
wasn't even as big as Kyle. This was going to be easy. He stepped up to me
and slammed his cock down my throat. I wasn't ready for the force in which
he attacked me, and I almost fell over. As I did I closed my mouth and bit
his dick a little. He screamed.

"You bit my dick, you fuck."

He pulled out to check any damage. There wasn't anything except a small red
mark where I had accidentally sunk my teeth into him. Thank god I hadn't
broken the skin.  He was pissed.

"I'm going to knock out all your teeth, like we told you" He spat at me.

I apologized and told him I didn't mean it. I tried to explain that he had
knocked me backwards, but he wasn't listening. He punched me square in the
face. I was so stunned, I didn't even feel it at first. Then a second punch
landed and I realized he was serious. I tried to move my head lower so he
would miss my mouth, and he did. I got the third punch right in the eye.

"Hold his head! This little bitch is gonna blow me, or I'll finish him off.
Got it fag! You better give me the best blow job you've ever given, or it'll
be your last."

He slammed his dick into my mouth again, only this time I was being held
pretty tight so I didn't fall backwards. My jaw hurt and I could feel my eye
starting to swell up, but I sucked on his little dick as if my life depended
on it. I suppose in a way it did. Fortunately, he came very quickly and
moved aside for the next guy who was already naked and waiting.  Neither of
the first two guys had got dressed yet, as they stood naked beside me. That
seemed kind of strange, but I wasn't going to antagonize them any further.
I'd just blow them and pass out.  I closed my eyes and took the third dick
into my mouth, sucking on it  like it was a lollipop. I tongued the
underside of his cock and tried everything I knew to make him cum. This guy
had a dick about Kyle's size, so again it was no problem taking him. He
wasn't in a hurry to cum, and kept slowing down when he knew he was close. I
needed to do something to make him finish, so I could do the others before
my face collapsed.  I applied more pressure to the sucking and added a
little more tongue. I also moved my head backward and forward as much as I
could with the guys holding me. They could feel me moving and  commented
that I must like it as I was trying to get more in my mouth. They relaxed
their hold a little, so I was able to go faster.

It wasn't long before I was rewarded with a hot juicy load from attacker
number three. As he pulled out another dick was replaced almost immediately.
It took me a second or two to even realize we'd changed dicks. I was able to
move my head a little more as the guys had eased their grip. I also had the
use of my hands again, but I figured I better not move them much. I just
rested them on his ankle to support myself a little more as I worked on his
dick. I was able to finish him off quickly, but my eye was swelling up badly
and I couldn't see much out of it by now. I swallowed another load from him
and thought  that I'm either gonna be sick, or not need dinner tonight.

"Jason, you're next dude. You're gonna love it. He sure knows how to suck
dick." Said the guy I'd just blown.

Great another name to add to my list. Jason was the blond model guy.
Although I was scared and tired, I was also excited about seeing the rest of
his body. In another time and place, I would be tripping over myself to have
sex with this guy, and here I was about to be forced to suck his dick. I was
ready and also thankful that he was the last one.  He was still shirtless,
and hadn't taken off his pants as he took up position in front of me.

"Undo my belt" he said softly.  He wasn't threatening or mean, and he was
going to make me strip him. My dick got hard instantly. I reached up and
undid his belt.

"Now my top button and zipper" he continued quietly.

I did and his boxer briefs come into view. I chuckled to myself seeing that
they were Calvin Klein's. I know it wasn't funny being attacked, but I had
to think of something other than being forced to suck these guys off.  I
lowered his pants down his legs, and slid my hands slowly back up his
lightly haired legs. So far he was perfect... for a rapist. I didn't need
any more direction from Jason, I knew what to do.  I slid my hands up under
his shorts, feeling his nice tight hairless ass. I grabbed the shorts and
began pulling them down. I was breathing heavily and wished that both my
eyes were working. I didn't want to miss any second of this. I'm sure I'll
have jerk off fantasies about this guy for along time. It feels like I am
cheating on Kyle, but then I don't exactly have any choice, as I am being
forced to blow these guys. I watched as Jason's cock came into view. It kept
coming and coming. I thought it was never going to end. Just before the dick
popped free, I moved forward and stuck my nose in his pubic hair and tongued
along the length of his shaft. I yanked his shorts the rest of the way down
and he stepped out of them. His dick was fully hard and I just moved along
its length and slid it into my mouth. I figure he was at least as big as my
dildo maybe bigger. In fact I'm sure he was bigger, he had to be 9". I
couldn't believe that a guy this good looking could also have a big dick. It
just isn't fair. I ran my hands back up his legs and once again felt his
hard tight ass. Like the rest of him, it was perfect. No hair on it, except
in the crack. I explored every inch of him. I raised my hands up to feel his
chest and play with his nipples.

"Holy shit! Look at the little fag. He loves it" commented one of the guys.

I ignored him and continued to give Jason something he'd never forget. I
know I'll never forget it. I took him as deep as I could, and with a deep
breath I went all the way down on him burying my nose into his pubic hair. I
heard him moan, and felt his hands on the back of my head. He wasn't forcing
me, I think he was guiding me. I had to back off quickly as I felt like he
was choking me as his dick hit the back of my throat. I hate to admit it,
but I was enjoying it. My mouth was sore and I'm sure it's bruised, but I
was doing my best to make him cum. I rubbed my hands back over his ass and
slowly tried to insert a finger into his crack. I felt his legs open a
little bit which surprised me, but I took it as an invitation to continue,
so I found his little pucker and pushed my finger against it. He moaned. The
other guys couldn't see what was happening, as they were behind me or beside
me. I pushed a little harder and felt my finger slid into his ass. God it
felt good. He let fly with a dozen shots of creamy juice. It filled my mouth
so quickly that some of it escaped out of the side of my mouth and ran down
my face. He kept his dick in my mouth as he jerked and twitched. As it began
to soften he pulled it out and patted me on the head. I removed my finger
from his ass.

"Thanks. That was incredible. My girlfriend can't even come close to making
me feel that good." He smiled down at me.

I got a weird vibe from him when he looked into my eyes. I hope I'm right
about that vibe, but it sure wasn't the time to try and find out.  Okay I'd
done them all. I collapsed on the ground realizing just how much pain I was
in.  I was shirtless and felt I must look like a monster with my face all
beat to shit.  They had all cum, so maybe they'd leave and let me die in
peace.  I lay there waiting to see what they were going to do. None of them
had got dressed and I was beginning to wonder why.  I didn't have to wonder
long.

"Did you like that queer?" said Brad "I think you need some relief now.
Let's see what this little fag has between his legs. "He probably hasn't
gone through puberty yet."

I felt a couple sets of hands grab me and lift me to my feet. I must not
have responded fast enough as someone punched me in the side.

"Jason, take his pants off" barked chubby boy.

Oh god, no! Not Jason. I was already semi hard and having him touch me was
going to make me totally hard. I started thinking about fat old chicks,
algebra and gross slimy food. Anything to keep my dick from getting me into
more trouble.  Jason stood in front of me eye to eye. His look said don't
worry, but I was worried anyway. He undid my jeans and let them fall by
themselves. Thank god I wear baggy pants and shorts.  I felt his hands grab
the side of my silk boxers and yank them to my knees.  They fell the rest of
the way by themselves.

"Step out of them" commanded Brad. I did, and another guy picked up my
clothes and moved them out of my sight.

Even though I was trying to think of every disgusting thing I could so I
wouldn't get hard, it didn't work. My dick was a proud flag pole begging for
attention.

"Wow, look at this! He wants it. He's as hard as a rock" said one of the
guys.  You really do like this don't you?"

I didn't know what to do or say, so I just stood there naked and hard.

"Nathan. Bring me his backpack" said Brad

Another name to add to the list.  He brought the pack over and Brad pulled
out the dildo.


More to follow as I continue to tell you how my best day changed to one of
the worst.  Email any comments to jasontyler@gaypridecanada.com