Date: Sun, 9 May 2004 14:59:58 -0700 (PDT)
From: Chris Miller <calichrisco2002@yahoo.com>
Subject: Section Leader Bob - Part 1

This story is about my experiences in High School.  If you are not
of legal age in your area to read stories of sexual nature please
stop reading now.

To start out I'll have to say I'm 19 and in college right now and
having the most fun in my life.  But first I want to tell the
story of a younger me in High School.  This is back when I was a
freshmen.

I decided I would join the High School marching band just to see
what it was like.  I had played music in Middle School, but really
never thought about continuing into High School, after all I
didn't know if I wanted to be pegged as a band nerd.  So I went to
the rookie camp, which was the first week after school let out,
where we learned all the basic crap that you need to know before
actually go to the infamous "band camp" which was two weeks before
school starts.  At this rookie camp, we got to meet the band
student leadership and other incoming freshmen.  I was in the
trombone section ... woo hoo.

There were three of us rookie trombones, plus our new section
leader.  His name was Bob and I envied his body.  Bob was about
5'10" with brown hair and blue eyes.  He was really well built
with just the right amount of muscles and he was tan too.  He also
had a crooked smile which was totally awesome.

During rookie camp, we were given music to learn and memorize over
the summer.  During a sectional, this is where each instrument
section goes off into the campus to work on whatever, Bob enforced
to us that we would need to memorize our music and he would make
sure we knew it before the summer was over or else.

So after rookie camp ended, the summer started to go by.  Then
surprisingly, Bob wanted to get the whole section together at his
house.  As it turns out he also wanted to make sure we were
learning our music.  So we had a little party outside in the
backyard and then decided it was time to practice some marching
crap and music shit.  Then he was going to test us on our music
individually.  I was excited and scared at the same time.  I was
scared because if we didn't know our music, we would have to do
push ups in front of everyone, and then we would have to try to
play the music again until we got it right.  I was excited because
we were all being tested individually in the garage alone with
Bob.

So, my friend Cory went in there to try to pass his music shit.
After he came out he said that Bob had passed him and I was
getting worried because I was going to be the only one who didn't
know his music.  I was the last to go, and all the ten other guys
had passed.  That meant I would have to do push ups in front of
all of them and I really didn't want to do that.  So I went into
the garage and started to play whatever I could recall.  I stopped
and Bob just stared at me.  He finally spoke.

"You know what this means don't you?"  He said with a smirk on his
face.

I didn't know what to do so I decided I could try to beg my way
out of this situation.  I said "Please Bob, don't make me do push
ups in front of them, I'll do anything!"

He just stared at me.  So I said "Anything at all, I'll do
anything you want."

The situation was tense and there was a long silence.  I was just
staring at him and him back at me.  He finally spoke and said
"Anything?"

I replied in a questionably worried voice "Yes, just don't
embarrass me in front of them."

Bob smiled and you could tell he was thinking up something.  He
then said "Alright.  Tonight you will stay here at my house and be
my slave, doing whatever I ask, is that understood?"

I quickly said "Yes."

But he remarked quickly back "You will call me sir!"

So I made sure I did and said "Yes sir."

"Alright."  He bounced back.  "Now, when everyone is waiting for
their parents to come pick them up from here, you will stay and
pretend you are waiting as well, when in fact you have called your
parents telling them you are staying the night.  Got it?"

"Yes sir."

He tossed me his cell phone and told me to call and tell my
parents right away.  So I did and I told them that our section
leader, Bob, is having some guys stay over for the night and that
I would like to stay too.  They were fine with it and so my
punishment was to stay over night with this hot guy doing whatever
he asks.  Not much of a punishment in my mind, but little did I
know that I was in store for something I wasn't expecting.

The day ended with everyone swimming in his pool then heading into
his spa to relax and talk.  The conversation was mostly about sex
being that we were all teenage guys.  I found my self getting
hard, and I was glad that the jets were on so that no one could
see below the water line.  Then one by one, the guys started
leaving.  I was getting kinda scared actually, thinking about what
Bob would have me do.  Finally the last guy left, so Bob and I got
out of the spa and dried off.  He rushed in side to tell his Mom
that I was to stay the night.  He came up with some crazy story
that my parents needed me to stay over cause they were going
somewhere ... I don't know what he told her exactly.  He came back
outside as I finished drying off and we wrapped our towels around
our waists.

"Ok Chris," he said "Follow me upstairs to my room."

"I replied with a quiet "Yes sir."

We went to his room and I was kinda shocked.  His room looked as
is a bomb exploded in it.  The floor was covered ... well, I
couldn't see if he had a floor.  He only had a dresser, a desk, a
closet with broken doors, and a mattress.  All, except for the
mattress, were covered in crap.  Bob set down a few things he had
brought up from downstairs.

Bob spoke "Now we need to get you cleaned up boy.  Follow me to
the bathroom."

"Yes sir."

I was totally oblivious to what was going to happen.  We got in
the bathroom and he turned around and closed and locked the door.
It finally dawned on me that he may want me to get naked in front
of him.  My heart started racing.  All of a sudden Bob took the
towel off his waist and threw it at me.  He told me to hang in up
on the back of the door.  So I turned around and did, and when I
turned back around I saw that he had taken his swim shorts off.

I didn't really know I was gay at the time.  I had dated a few
girls, but nothing really ever became of those relationships, but
now I know why.  So it did come as a shock that when I saw Bob
naked, I kinda got excited.  He was so hot!  He had a nice firm
but soft ass, and his body was very smooth and tan.  His cock was
perfect too.  It hung very well at about five inches and he was
cut.  His balls were also a good size, and the complemented the
size of his dick.  He was shaved down there too, but left hair in
a nicely groomed patch.  He seemed to completely ignore me staring
at his body because he just turned and walked over to the shower
and turned on the water.  He got in and closed the sliding glass
door.  I felt awkward, so I turned around and headed for the door,
thinking that he may want some privacy now.

"Where do you think you're going slave!"  He said loudly.  "Get
undressed and come in here, I need you to wash me off."

"Sorry sir, I'll be right there sir."  I said shaking.

I was kinda scared now.  I had never been naked around another
guy.  So I slowly got undressed.  I'm about 6' tall and have an
average body.  I'm not fat, but I don't have muscles or anything.
My cock is cut and it hangs at about two inched, but when hard I'm
six.

So I walked over to the shower and he slid open the door for me
and told me to get in.  I did as I was told and I was only a
little hard at the time, making my cock look a little bigger than
normal.  He was facing the shower head with his back to me.

"Get the soap boy."  He said in a normal tone.  "I want you to
start cleaning my back."

"Yes sir."  I said as I bent over to grab the bar of soap.

I reached my hand out with the bar of soap in it, and I started
rubbing his back.  I worked my hands over his shoulders and arms,
and then started down his back.  I stopped at his waist line, but
he told me to keep going.  So my hands moved down, caressing his
ass, realizing that I was kinda enjoying my self.  After I was
done with his ass, he turned around and made me start rubbing his
chest with the bar of soap.  I worked my way down to his smooth
stomach and stopped again.

"Kneel down slave, and start washing my dick."

I did as I was told and I kneeled down in the shower.  I lifted up
my hand slowly with the bar of soap, and I started to wash is
dick.  I was kinda pressing the bar of soap roughly against his
cock and balls so he shouted at me.

"Careful bitch!  Get the soap on your hand and use your hands to
clean it."

I was scared to start cleaning his cock with my bare hands.  So I
went really slow, trying to delay it.  Finally I had soap ready to
go on my hands so I reached out and started washing him.  I took
his shaft and wrapped my right hand around it and started moving
it up and down.  My left hand started to rub his balls, and I
moved that hand in his ass crack to clean up there too.  I
actually started to enjoy doing this and I kinda wanted to keep
cleaning his cock.

"Thanks slave."  He said, and he turned around and rinsed off.

"You're welcome sir."  I said.  "Is there anything else you need?"

Bob turned back around and looked down at me.  "You need to do a
more thorough job cleaning my dick slave.  It's still dirty."

I said "Sorry sir" as I reached for the soap again.

"No, I don't want you to use the soap this time."  Bob said.

I looked at him questionably.  And he spoke again "I want you to
use your mouth!"

I was scared now.  I begged "Bob, I can't do that, please don't
make me do that."

"You will do it bitch!  Or else I will tell everyone you played
with my cock because you're gay.  Now, get on it fag boy and start
cleaning my pole."

I didn't want him going around telling people I'm gay.  That would
ruin my life.  I didn't think I had a choice but to wrap my mouth
around his dick to "clean" him.

So I reached my hand out and lifted up is limp five inch dick, and
leaned in.  I opened my mouth wide so I could get it in my mouth.
I had no clue what to do, so I started sucking it like you would a
popsicle.  I started bobbing my head in and out, letting his limp
cock hit the back of my mouth.  I didn't realize it but I was
slowly getting hard.  I was enjoying sucking his cock.  I think
Bob realized that too.

"Look at you ya little faggot!  You like sucking my meat don't
yah.  Look at your little rock hard cock."

With that said, Bob reached his hands out and started guiding my
head into him.  He started to get hard quickly too.  His dick got
huge!  It had to be eight inches long because I couldn't take him
all in my mouth.  As I was sucking him my teeth started scraping
against his cock and he pulled out of me quickly and slapped me
across the face.

"Careful bitch!  I don't want you to damage me.  Wrap your lips
over your teeth slave!"

"Yes sir, sorry sir, I didn't mean to sir."

I went back to sucking him again.  He was fully hard and was
thrusting his hips into me.  His cock was going down my throat
with every pump, and I started to gag.  He pulled out again, and
right as he did, a knock came on the door.

"Robert?  Where did your friend go?"  said his mother.

Bob replied back "Oh I don't know, I'll be out in a second!"

Bob pulled his cock out of my mouth and grabbed a towel to quickly
dry off.  He grabbed another towel and tossed it at me.  He told
me to go wait in his room, and to just wear the towel around my
waist.  He wrapped his towel around his waist and ran out to find
his mom.  I walked back over to his room and tried to find a place
to sit.  I ended up sitting on his mattress, it being the only
place to actually sit down.  Bob came walking back into his room
and he turned around and closed the door and locked it.

"She's so annoying." He complained.  "Well, we should get to bed
slave.  You can sleep on my mattress with me."

Not like there was anywhere else to sleep.  It was only 10:30 at
night, and I really wasn't that tired.  I found out later he
wasn't tired either.  As he made his way towards me and the
mattress, he dropped his towel and I saw that he was limp again.
He got on the mattress and under the flannel sheet that covered
his bed.

"Slave ... take off your towel and lay down now!"

"Yes sir."

I did as I was told, and dropped my towel near his.  I got onto
his mattress and under the sheet as well.  We were really close to
each other since his mattress was twin sized.  He rolled over onto
his stomach and sighed.

"Slave, I want you to give me a back massage."

I pulled the sheet down and kept his ass covered.  I sat up and
leaned over him as I started to rub his shoulders.  They were so
firm.  I rubbed him all over his back.  Then after about 15
minutes, he turned over.

"Thanks boy." He said as he reached over and grabbed my limp cock
and balls.  He squeezed them roughly.

"How do you like that?" he said as he continued to massage and
squeeze my balls.

"Well it hurts a little sir."  I wined.

"Good!"  He said.  "Now I want you to give me a blow job like you
did in the shower!"

He was still lying on his back so I moved my self down to his
waist.  I slowly pulled down the sheet even more and exposed his
limp five inch cock again.  I moved my head down towards his shaft
and then took it into my mouth again, starting to repeat what I
had done in the shower.  I was enjoying myself again.  For some
reason I liked having his cock in my mouth.  It felt right.  I
started to get more daring by slowly heading towards his balls.
Once I got to them, I started to lick them and put them in my
mouth.  I could feel the little hairs on them in my mouth.  It was
so yummy.  I went back to sucking his pole again, feeling the head
of his dick with my tongue.  His dick became hard again and every
time I would go down on his cock, I would try to take more in.
After about ten minutes of sucking he spoke.

"Now lie back down on your back."

I did as he told me, and he started to play with my cock and
balls, squeezing them a lot.  It hurt, but I tried to keep it to
myself.

"How do you like that fag boy?"  He shouted.

"It feels good sir."

"Don't lie to me bitch!" he shouted again, and started to squeeze
even harder.

I started to squirm and cry out in pain.  He reached for something
on the side of his mattress.  He pulled out a bandanna and a small
bottle of liquid.  He made me sit up and he tied the bandanna
around my mouth to keep me silent I guess.  He pushed me back down
and started squeezing my balls again.  It hurt and I cried again,
but my sounds were muffled.  Then he reached for the bottle of
liquid and squirt some on his fingers.  He started to rub my ass
and I started getting really worried.  I looked up at him with my
scared face and he just smiled.

"You're gonna love this faggot!"

With that, he shoved a finger up my ass.  It was painful.  He
started working it in and out of me, loosening me up.  Then after
about five minutes, he shoved in another finger, and then a third.
After about another five minutes of finger fucking me, he got on
his knees, and in-between my legs.  He squirted more of that
liquid on his dick and pushed my legs back exposing my tight hole
to him.  I started crying out aging, but the bandana muffled my
words.  He started to laugh a little.

"Don't worry, you'll love it!"

He then started to press his cock against my tight hole, and I
tried to keep it tight so he couldn't enter me.  Finally he
pressed hard enough, and the head of his massive eight inch cock
popped inside of me.  He slowly worked it in and out going a
little deeper each time.  After about five minutes he had his
whole cock up my ass and I could feel his balls and pubes against
my ass.  He left it there for a few minutes so my ass could
adjust.  It hurt so badly!  Then he pulled out about three
quarters of the way, and then pushed back in again very slowly.  I
couldn't believe it.  This hot guy was shoving his shaft up my
ass!  I started relaxing more, and his pounding wasn't hurting so
much.  His hard cock slid in and out, and I could feel the veins
on his dick.  I started moaning in pleasure, and he did as well.
His balls were flapping against my ass with every thrust.  My dick
and balls started flapping around as he started to pound me
harder.

"You like that bitch?!  I know you do!  You better make sure you
learn to memorize you music from now on!"

Then, he gave one last thrust and exploded in my ass.  It was the
weirdest sensation I had ever felt.  I was being filled up with
this hot guy's cum.  He moaned out and shot about ten loads into
my ass before collapsing on top of me.  After about five minutes,
he pulled his limp cock out of my ass and shoved it into my face.

"Clean me off bitch, its midnight and I want to have us go outside
so you can do a few more favors for me."

I started to lick the cum off of him while think what was he going
to have me do next?

To be continued ...

Like my experience.  Let me know if I should tell more of it at
calichrisco2002@yahoo.com