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At 15 I was in many ways a typical teenager, interested in most things especially football and music. I hated politicians and the way that deliberately tried to screw over the young. I was openly bisexual although it was not a problem in my school, many of the lads in my year were either bi or gay and we often hung around together. An isolated gay might get picked on at school, but it's hard to pick on a group of 5 or 6.

That is exactly how it was at Dicko's sleepover, it was arranged for bank holiday weekend when Dicko’s parents were going to be away and there would be five of us. Ian Dixon, gay and one of my best mates, known as Dicko; as he reckons it's because he has a massive dick, in reality it's just a shortened version of his surname. Next was James Benson, a tough kid with a dark complexion, not half-caste but he looked Mediterranean. James always liked to call the shots, he had what's called a dominant character and was also bi. Then came Paul Norton, I didn't really like Paul, he was fat and boring; well fat-ish, fat compared to me anyway. After Paul there was Jake Wells, the trophy. He was blonde and really cute with it, he had a slim body and I was desperate to get my cock inside him, maybe this weekend it would happen! Jake was totally gay, much to the disappointment of many of the girls in our year. Finally there was me, Andy Hull, small with brown hair, skinny, a virgin but a nice personality, well I think so! The furthest that I had got with a girl was swapping tongues and a quick feel under the blouse. I had better success with boys; received a blow job, given three and been involved in many mutual wanks. As time passed by I was becoming ever more ‘anal curious' but had not yet plucked up the courage.

Anyway, back to Ian Dixon’s sleepover, five 15 year olds; two gays, three bisexuals and anything could happen. I fully expected that all five of us would be ejaculating at some point during the evening and I couldn't wait to watch Jakey Wells shoot his load. I was told to be at Ian's house for 7 o'clock, I got there at 6:50 and was the last to arrive.

We spent the first hour or so just watching telly before going up to his room, ostentatiously to ‘search for porn' on his computer, though why we had to go to his room to do that when we all had mobile phones, Ian obviously had some ulterior motive.

Ian and James took charge of the computer with the rest of us looking on, I shuffled up close to Jake so that our knees were touching, he looked at me but I pretended not to notice. I had an erection and because I was wearing loose boxers and trousers it was evident, I stole a look at Jake's crotch, there was no significant bulge, shame!

"Way oh lads, Andy's got a rock on," called out Paul.

I didn't really like Paul Norton, but I didn't hate him, he just like to embarrass me from time to time, like now. Now all four sets of eyes stared at my crotch area and I shuffled uneasily about.

"You're easily pleased Andy, this porn’s crap," declared James, still staring at my boner.

"Naw, it's sitting next to Jake that's causing it," joked Ian, but on this Jake did move a couple of inches away from me, much to my disappointment.

We carried on surfing porn until we got bored and then sat on Ian's double-bed and just talked. At some point Paul suggested that they all held me down and de-bagged me. I tried to brave it out by laughing back, but I was nervous, I knew that Ian would never join in and it was his house so technically he was in charge. I did not think Jake would either, but it all depended on James, he was a tough lad and could be quite boisterous at times. If he agreed with enough enthusiasm then he might carry Jake along. I didn’t know why I was so nervous, we would almost certainly be seeing each other’s cocks before the night was out anyway, but it was just the thought of being de-bagged against my will, the centre of laughter, the focal point of humiliation and the thought that they might not stop at my trousers!

I was saved by James’s lack of interest. “What’s the point, we will all be stripping off when we go to bed anyway.”

So the conversation moved on, Ian started talking about sex and how he thought gays were better at giving ‘blow jobs’ than women, because they knew exactly what to do. The conversation ran its course until it was suggested that we play strip Rock, Paper, Scissors.

Again James did not appear eager. “Why, we’re all going to be stripping down soon anyway.”

“It’s a bit of fun, that’s all,” answered Jake.

“And we can have forfeits for the loser,” Ian suggested.

“What forfeits?”

After much discussion it was decided that we would deal out nine playing cards; four Aces, four 10’s and a Joker. The first one naked would be dealt six cards and the second one naked would be dealt three. If you received an ace it meant that you would have to receive anal sex, if you were dealt a 10 then it meant that you would have to give a blow job and if you were dealt the Joker then it meant that you would be tied down and used any way that the winner wanted.

The same nine cards would then be dealt out to the three winners. The last person wearing any clothes would receive five, the last one naked would receive three and the third one naked would receive a single card.

“So the loser who picked up the 10 of Clubs would have to give a blow job to the winner who picks up the 10 of Clubs,” confirmed Ian.

“And the winner who gets the Ace of Spades gets to fuck the arse of the loser who is dealt the Ace of Spades.”

“Who gets to fuck the loser who gets the Joker?” I asked. “And who gets to decide how he is tied up?”

“Entirely up to the winner who picks up the Joker,” grinned James.

“And if it’s me and you’re the loser, I’m going to tie you up to the bench in the garden and invite the entire village to fuck you,” beamed Paul in my direction.

“All forfeits have to be paid in this bedroom just between us five,” stated Ian matter of factly, in effect overruling Paul.

“Yeah, what goes on in this house stays in this house,” added James.

“If I win that means I would have to fuck or be sucked off five times this evening, I won’t be able to achieve that,” I told the other four.

“Tough, if you haven’t the stamina that’s your problem.” Paul always liked to have a pop at me.

“He’s right,” added James. “It is a lot of times to burn your sperm in one evening.” After further discussion it was agreed that the winners could have until 12 noon the following day to ‘collect their winnings’ and nobody was allowed to leave the house until then.

“Are we all in?”

“Yes.”

“Yes.”

“Yeah,” I added nervously.

“Fucking high stakes,” said Jake, echoing my thoughts. “The biggest loser could be fucked up the arse four times, made to give a blow job and then be tied up and gang banged by the rest for 12 hours.”

Further discussion took place and eventually we decided that the bondage session would last for one hour maximum.

“Well,” asked Ian.

“Yeah, okay,” Jake eventually said.

We all had to start with eight items of clothes each; Jake and Paul were okay, I only had seven but was wearing a belt which would count. James had nine and so agreed to take his belt off. Ian only had 5 items on, it was his house so was the only one not wearing shoes, he grabbed a cap and scarf from his wardrobe and put on James’s belt, we were all ready.

First, second and third rounds were a draw, the fourth round me and Ian went for Rock, the other three for Paper. It was a duel between me and Ian. I desperately wanted to avoid losing the first heat, I knew it is meaningless so early on, but I think that it sets the tone for the rest of the game and there was a lot at stake. In the duel I went for Scissors and I looked down with joy as Ian held out his straight palm of Paper.

He shrugged his shoulders as he took his cap off and threw it in the corner of the room.

The second heat had to be me didn't it, it after three draws I went for Rock as all four of them chose Paper, just my luck I thought as I removed my right trainer. But that was the start of an excellent run for me. Cute Jake lost the next two on the bounce and was down to his socks before Ian lost a game costing him his scarf then Jake lost a third and had to remove his left sock. Paul lost the next heat costing him his left shoe. The next round saw me and Jake declare Scissors while all three others went for Rock. It was down to a duel between me and Jake and I was desperate for him to be the first one naked. I had read somewhere that the best tactic for Rock/Paper/Scissors is in the event of a draw to go for the same choice again. Apparently human nature dictates that both contestants will change their choice after a draw and so will naturally choose the winner of the next contest. In other words Jake would think that I would now choose either Rock or Paper so he would go for Paper knowing that he couldn't lose. So if I stuck with Scissors I would get his second sock off!

He didn't, he chose Rock; so much for that theory as I removed my second trainer.

The next four heats alternated between James and Paul, then Jake lost again, now barefoot he was close to showing some real flesh. The stakes were high and whilst most of us were laughing and joking Jake had started to become intensely serious.

Ian lost again, removing his belt; then Paul who lost his second sock. The next heat went to a three-way tie Ian, James and Jake; Jake lost, brilliant! He removed his shirt displaying a plain white T-shirt. He was now only three losses away from being naked.

The following heat went on for ages, there were 7 draws before I dropped out leaving a four-way tie. Two more four way draws had us laughing at the absurdity of it all, eventually after several more rounds Ian lost removing his left sock.

I had by now lost only one of the previous 15 heats and was due a loss, I was fairly philosophical about removing my right sock. The next four heats were even with Ian, Paul, Jake and James all losing one heat each, I looked at the emerging scene optimism building inside. James was doing best of all, he still had his left sock on and was wearing 5 items in total. Paul and Ian were doing ok; Ian was wearing a t-shirt and trousers as well as some form of underwear, almost certainly boxers knowing Ian. Paul had a polo shirt and trousers, as well as underwear obviously. Jake was fairing worst of and was down to his jeans.

I was equal with James, I had only lost three items, so had five on. Things were looking good and I already had a semi on. If Jake lost then he would have to pick 6 cards up, even if I only came second I would be given 3 winning cards, unless I was very unlucky in the deal I would surely get at least one of Jake's cards, possibly two, meaning either a blow job from him or a shag; hopefully both! The thought that I would be losing my virginity up Jake's bum was incredible and the vision of him naked, on his knees sucking me off was even better, I no longer had a semi, it was now rock solid.

Unfortunately I lost the next two on the bounce which brought me back down to earth and cost me my belt and my last sock, then James lost one as well, which was long overdue.

The next heat saw two draws before me and Jake chose Scissors, I looked down in disbelief as I saw all three others choose Rock, it was down to a duel between me and Jake. If I lost it would mean me stripping off my top meaning that I would be in joint last place with Jake and I would have lost 3 out of 4! If I won it would mean beautiful Jake would be down to his underpants.

The first duel was a draw and as I shook my fist for the replay I decided to go for Scissors, I brought my hand down and at the last minute change my mind and held out a clenched fist, I looked across at Jake's open fingers in delight, Rock beats Scissors, start stripping Jake.

"Looks like I'm fucked," Jake seemed resigned to the inevitable as he dropped his jeans down his slender legs revealing light blue briefs, his arse looked absolutely gorgeous in them and admiring his body did nothing to reduce my massive erection.

"Andy’s enjoying the view," said Ian smiling at me.

“I don't mind people looking at me," claimed Jake discontentedly. "I just don't want to have my arse banged four times if I lose," he sulked.

"You knew the rules before we started," James informed him.

"I know, I know."

Ian lost the next two, revealing jet black boxes, typical Ian attire. He was a good mate as well as being 100% gay and I had seen him strip on many occasions.

Paul Norton lost the next one and whilst I wasn't particularly interested in shagging him, or even seeing him naked for that matter, there was a smug satisfaction in seeing him closer to getting his comeuppance.

Then James lost a heat meaning he was down to his last three items and equal with me.

The following heat was another long drawn out affair with multiple draws and people dropping out one at a time. After an overly long protracted battle we finally got down to me and Jake.

Feeling super confident and well aware that it was me that got him down to his underpants I shook my hand three times and then held out Scissors, Jake had done the same. In the rematch we both chose the same again. Surely he would go for Paper in the next round after all that's what my so-called theory predicted. I confidently went for Scissors a third time fully expecting to be only seconds away from admiring Jake's fully naked body. I had never seen him naked before and was looking forward to receiving proof that he was indeed a natural blonde.
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This is off to an interesting start. I can't wait to read more.
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List of characters:
Andy Hull Main character, Bi
Ian Dixon Andy’s best friend, Gay
James Benson Tough kid with dominant character, Bi
Paul Norton Andy does not really like, Bi
Jake Wells Cute and blonde, Gay



I looked down at the two hands in front of me, there was no hiding my disappointment as I stared at Jake's clenched fist, I sighed, stood up and started peeling off my polo shirt.

"Thank fuck for that, I thought I had lost that," said a very relieved Jake.

'Next time!' I thought to myself.

As soon as I sat down the fists came out again, I went for Rock this time, having not chosen it for a while.

Fuck! Four of them had gone for Paper! I started peeling my trousers down in disbelief, a few minutes ago I was joint leader with James, now I was only one way from losing. I was wearing loose cotton boxers and there was no hiding my erection, it was forming a tent pole in the cloth. I tried to adjust myself but it did not have a lot of effect. I was acutely aware that all four of them were staring at me and I was far more embarrassed then I dare admit. It was a sleepover so we would all have seen each other in our underwear at some point during the evening anyway. But having everybody in the room staring at my prick my trying to force its way out was extremely embarrassing, I knew that I couldn't say anything though, if I complained they would stare for longer and a few moments ago I was doing nothing but admiring Jake's body.

Two draws started the next heat and for the first time all evening I was feeling nervous. For the third round I chose Paper, as did Ian. James, Jake and Paul all went for Scissors.

"Fucking yes! Absolutely brilliant!" Jake was punching the air in delight.

"What's up with you?"

"Sorry lads, but I was certain that I was going to lose, completely totally certain, now it's got to be Ian or Andy."

He was right, it was a straight duel between me and Ian and we were both down to our boxers. We stared at each other as we prepared ourselves, Ian was a good mate and I didn't want to see him gangbanged, especially in his own bedroom, on the other hand there was no way that I was prepared to lose.

"I'm fucking Andy,
I'm fucking Andy tonight,"

sang Paul, clearly trying to wind me up.

"You've no chance," I replied, trying to be braver than I felt.

"Whaooooo, it's going to happen boy, I'm getting my prick inside your mouth and arse."

"You could still come second last," I told him meekly.

"The only cumming that I'll be doing will be up your arse or down your throat," it was a crap joke, but Jake still laughed. "I hope you like the taste of shit Andy because after I've fucked your arse I'm going to make you blow me off without washing it." Jake laughed again, all of a sudden Jake was enjoying the game much more. Normally I could count on support from Ian at a time like this, but as Ian was now the most desperate person in the room for me to lose he could hardly defend my corner.

Like a condemned man and feeling sick inside my stomach I brought my right hand down to form a Rock. Almost telepathically I knew the result before I looked up, Ian stuck with Paper.

The cheering started, loudest and most boisterous of all was Paul. "I'm busting your cherry, I am busting your brown cherry tonight Hull. Then I'm going to make you gag on my cock, I'm looking forward to this Andy Hull, I can't wait to hear you scream in pain."

I looked around sadly, James and Jake seemed equally delighted, even Ian was looking happy.

"Come on Andy, get those boxers off, let's see some cock," called out James. I knew that I had to do it, I put my thumbs inside the elastic and pushed them down a few inches and stopped, revealing a bit of bum crack and about an inch of pubic hair. My eyes had started welling up, but in embarrassment.

"Ooooh he stalling, I love it when they stall," cried out Paul. "Look at the expression on his face, he's shitting himself, oh this is too good. It's absolutely fucking brilliant." Paul was clearly overjoyed with my predicament and I knew I had to take some kind of control, my resolved hardened and I forced my boxers down to my ankles, stepped out of them and threw them to one side.

My erection had by now subsided but it left my foreskin ridden back. I quickly adjusted myself and sat down, everybody was staring at my knob. I wanted to cover myself up with my hands, but I knew that I wouldn't be allowed to do that and it would only make everybody even happier, especially Paul, if they could make me uncover myself, best to appear indifferent about the whole thing. The evening was going to get much worse for me anyway. After a few derogatory comments in my direction the game continued, with me now totally silent.

Ian reached across to my penis and stroked it gently, I suppose as a form of reassurance, the other three kept on having glances at my knob. I didn't really notice the next two heats until I saw Ian get up, remove his black boxers and look at me with a resigned shrug, as I looked around I saw that James was also bare-chested and so had lost his t-shirt at some point.

Jake was understandably relieved, he kept repeating how he was certain that he would lose and now he was a definite winner, even if he came third.

Ian resumed playing with my knob and moved my hand across and placed it on top of his bits, I instinctively withdrew it.

"No," I cried out, more in panic than anything else. If the circumstances were different I would have enjoyed nothing more than playing with him. Ian pulled a non-committal expression on his face, peeled my foreskin back and carried on playing. I was still the centre of attention, none of the other lads were looking at Ian, just me. The fact that my dome was now revealed made it incredibly embarrassing, but I just tried to brave it out.

"Who do you want to fuck most?" asked James to Jake and Paul.

"Andy," replied Paul instantly. "I'm desperate for a slice of Andy Hull's arse."

"You fancy Andy then Norts?" [Norts=Paul Norton]

"No, not at all, but he is smaller than Ian so he's probably got a tighter arse, besides Ian's had cock before so he will be looser anyway. I just want to hear Andy squeal in pain when I shove my cock up him, I love watching him suffer. Also I want to be the one who takes his anal virginity."

The thought that that could well happen was like another punch into my gut.

"Yeah I fancy fucking Andy too, just because of the way he's been eyeing me up with that stupid smirk for the first half of the game," added Jake.

That hurt more than he would ever know. Jake had a superb body, gorgeous face and a lovely personality. I really liked him and fancied him like mad and I thought that he liked me. Both James and Paul laughed at his cutting remark before James added his own comments.

"I know what you mean, he couldn't take his eyes off you when you dropped your jeans. I think you're both right though, I like the idea of pumping Andy's butt. If he draws three aces hopefully we'll get one each."

“Who gets to take his cherry?” asked Paul hopefully.

“The overall winner gets priority over the other two, second place gets priority over third,” replied James.

Listening to those three deciding in which order they were going to gangbang me did nothing to restore my confidence, but eventually the game got going again.

At this point I started watching again, James went for Paper, Jake and Paul for Scissors and James was suddenly down to his underpants. It seemed a little ironic that for much of the game me and James had been leading, yet I was the first one naked and now he was just in his dark red boxers.

The next heat James won the first round, leaving Jake and Paul to duel for third place. I desperately wanted Jake to win now, again another strange feeling as for much of the game I had wanted him to lose, but now that it was me who was going to be gangbanged I suddenly wanted Jake to be doing as much of the pumping as possible; also I wanted to see that smarmy twat Paul naked, it would be a small crumb of comfort.

It wasn’t going to be my day as Jake lost, stood up and peeled down his light blue briefs. “Have a good look Andy,” Jake said to me. The next time you see it will be sliding down the back of your throat.”

“Or up his arse,” chipped in Paul.

“True,” added Jake. “But if I get to fuck him he won’t actually see it.”

“Ha, ha,” laughed Paul loudly.

I didn’t watch the next heat, I just sat there with Ian playing with my knob staring at Jake’s semi-hard manhood.

I obviously wanted James to win overall, but the way the last few heats had gone it was always going to be Paul. So it turned out with Paul declared the overall winner, a now naked James in second place, Jake in third, Ian fourth and me last.

The Deal

James, despite being naked, took charge of the deal. It was agreed that Ian would be dealt his three cards first, then me the last six. He shuffled the cards before offering them to me and Ian to cut, Ian accepted whilst I declined. The first card was the 10 of Hearts, Ian breathed a sigh of relief. I looked on forlornly as the second was the 10 of Spades, a small crumb of comfort was Ian’s last card, Ace of Spades. My six cards were dealt out just to confirm all was fair and above board.

Ace of Diamonds, Ace of Clubs, 10 of Diamonds, Joker, Ace of Hearts and 10 of Clubs. I looked at the cards; I was going to get arse fucked 3 times, give 2 blow jobs and tied up for open abuse once. What a way to lose my virginity.

“Right, I get to pick up my winning cards first do I, well I’ll have these five,” shouted Paul as he picked up my three Aces, 10 of Diamonds and Joker. “I want to empty all my sperm into Andy.”

Even Ian laughed at this as I looked across at James in absolute shock. “No, that’s not fair,” I stuttered, whimpering.

“No, that’s not quite how we do it,” said James laughing at my shocked face. “I have to deal the nine cards out randomly to see who gets whose arse. If you get dealt the Ace of Clubs then that was Andy’s card, so fair enough you get Andy’s arse. If you get dealt Ian’s 10 of Spades then you get Ian’s throat.”

“But you can’t deal the cards out because you’ll be dealing them to yourself,” pointed out Jake.

“Well they can’t deal them out because they’re their cards,” replied James referring to me and Ian.

“It will still be fairer if Ian deals them, it is his house,” said Paul.

James did not like giving up control, he never did, but finally he let Ian deal them out. Ian shuffled the nine cards as best as he could and then offered them to Jake who carried out the obligatory cut, before Ian prepared to deal.

“How do you want them dealt?” asked Ian. “All Paul’s at once, or one each to start with until everybody’s got their allowance and Paul gets the last ones.”

“One each to start with,” replied James; Paul nodded in agreement.

The first card obviously went to Paul, the Ace of Diamonds, my arse, literally. I looked on sadly as Paul whooped with joy.

“I wanted that,” said Jake bitterly, given the circumstances I wanted Jake to have it as well.

The second card was James’s, the 10 of Spades, or a blow job from Ian. Ian shrugged his shoulders in a non-committal fashion. The third card was to Jake, Jake’s only card and I prayed that it would be one of mine, it wasn’t, it was the 10 of Hearts. The only involvement from my secret crush would be getting a blow job from Ian, whereas that tosser Paul was going to be able to just about rape me anyway that he wanted to all night long.

Paul received the next card, the Ace of Hearts, another chance to bugger me. Paul was out of his mind now, all his Christmases had come at once, whereas I could not believe how all the gods seemed to be conspiring against me. At least the next card to James was my Ace of Clubs, it meant that somebody other than Paul would be buggering me, I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry at this point!

Feeling about 2 inches tall I looked on as Ian dealt Paul the Joker. That just about summed my night up! Now not only was Paul going to bugger me twice, he was also going to be able to tie me up, do whatever he wanted to me and allow the other three to do anything! How much worse could this evening get. I looked at Paul with a sick feeling in the centre of my stomach.

“Yeeeees, fucking yes, get in there!” he was on his knees, looking up at the ceiling with raised fists, the other three were smiling on benignly. “Fucking fantastic, un-fucking-believable! I am going to fucking murder you tonight, literally murder you! Your arse is going to contain so much spunk tonight Andy, if you stand on your head you’ll be able to taste it.”

James found this comment hilarious, Jake looked across at me smiling, thoroughly enjoying my discomfort.

The 10 of Diamonds was dealt to James next meaning that I would have to give him a blow job. The final two cards were dealt to Paul, the Ace of Spades and the 10 of Clubs.

In total this meant that I would have to give Paul a blow job, let him shag me twice, give James a blow job, let him shag me and then finally let Paul tie me up and allow him, or anybody he wanted to, to abuse me for a full hour. Just about the worst possible scenario when this game started and I was starting to feel numb with shock. I looked up at the clock, it was nearly half past nine, less than 30 minutes ago I was sitting almost fully clothed, with a massive erection, staring at Jake in his underpants, planning what I was going to do to him. How quickly the world changes.
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List of characters:

Andy Hull - Main character, Bi
Ian Dixon - Andy’s best friend, Gay
James Benson - Tough kid with dominant character, Bi
Paul Norton - Andy does not really like, Bi
Jake Wells - Cute and blonde, Gay


“You won Paul, so you get the first go, who do you want and how do you want him?” asked James joyfully, oh how they were all enjoying it now that they knew that they were safe.

“Come on Andy,” Paul said to me. “You know what’s coming, get your arse into position,” Paul was loving ‘milking’ this situation for all it was worth.

With a desire to get it all over with I rolled onto my front in the middle of the bed and waited.

“Are you sure you want it like that Andy?” Ian asked me. “It’s your first time anal, you’d be better off bent over my desk or on your back doubled up.”

“He’s right,” joined in Jake. “That will hurt like fuck, roll over and let Paul hold your legs up.”

I accepted their advice, after all they were both more experienced than me, I rolled onto my back and watched as Paul, now total naked, oiled up his cock. It was about the same size as mine, 6 inches, but maybe a bit thicker; as he approached me I lifted up my ankles and prepared for the inevitable.

I was staring up at the ceiling as I felt his hands on my ankles, raising them in the air, I felt the slimy tip of his penis brush up against my cheeks as it homed in onto its target.

“Here, give me a hand will you Jake, grab hold of his ankles,” called out Paul.

Paul let go of my left ankle and Jake took over, pulling my leg further back and stretching me wider. Paul could now reach down and direct his manhood into my tunnel; my dark virgin tunnel.

Instinctively I gasped as he entered me, it hurt but not as much as I expected. As he filled me up it became uncomfortable and I gasped out again, he backed off a little.

“Is that okay Andy,” he asked me.

“Yeah I can take that, no further please,” it was just about the most civil that we had ever been, a barrier had broken down between us. I felt James taking over my other ankle and dragging that out wide, still Paul made no movement.

“Are you going to fuck him or what Norts?” called out James.

“Yeah steady on it’s his first time,” replied Paul. “Let him get comfortable first.”

“He’s not meant to enjoy it, he lost, make him suffer,” joined in Jake.

“Not my style,” said Paul very matter-of-factly. “Fuck them well and they come back for more. If I put in a good performance on little Andy Hull now, then I’ll have a free port for the rest of my life.”

Staring up at the ceiling I thought to myself ‘that will never happen.’

I looked up as I felt Paul place his hands on either side of my abdomen to steady himself before rocking slowly in and out of me. Suddenly it hit me, I was no longer a virgin, Paul Norton, of all people, had claimed my brown cherry! Not only that but he had done it in front of three witnesses. I was not in a lot of pain, but it was certainly uncomfortable, how anybody could actually enjoy this was a mystery. I looked up at Paul, he was staring down at me with an elated grin on his face, he was still grinding away slowly, was that really to save me from pain, or was it that he simply wanted to take his time and enjoy the moment. James reached down from my right hand side and lightly tickled my scrotum. On seeing this Jake lowered his spare hand and using his fingernails scratched my left nipple.

I looked on helplessly and just wished that it would all end. It didn’t, it went on forever. Paul slowly humping me, me alternatively staring at the ceiling for periods of time then looking around and watching the scene, Jake and James playing with my body. I looked down at Jake’s knob, it was sticking out at 90°, I wondered briefly if I would ever get access to it, I wanted to reach out and play with it, but for some reason I daren’t, I looked up at the ceiling again wishing that the whole world would stop.

Eventually, after what was about 20 minutes, Paul strokes started to get faster and shorter, his hold on me suddenly became much firmer as he pushed himself all the way into me.

“Ahhhhhrggggg ... no ... please,” I cried out, it felt like he was causing permanent damage inside me, like he was trying to force his cock right through the wall of my rectum, I was certain that I was going to end up in hospital.

Paul grunted, then sighed and finally, much to my relief, slowly withdrew his cock from my arse. I cannot explain it, but I was actually disappointed for some strange reason when he exited me.

“I’m in next,” declared James, dropping my ankle as he said it. “Come on Hull,” addressing me. “Get your arse over Ian’s desk, I’m doing you from behind.”

Slowly and reluctantly I got into position. It was bad enough being gangbanged without being ordered about as well. I laid there over the desk as I felt James slap my arse, I cried out in pain, it hurt.

“Get your fucking legs apart you stupid cunt!” as I shuffled my legs wide apart I could hear Paul and Jake laughing in the background. James entered me, he had none of the slow grace that Paul had and it was obvious that he just wanted a rough shag with no thought whatsoever to my wellbeing. Once inside and comfortable he grabbed my arms and pinned them down in the middle of my back and started banging away and I mean BANGING!

I was in hell, my arse was in bits, my sphincter felt like it was on fire, the inside walls of my arse felt like they were being pounded with a hammer and I was in tears, crying like a baby.

Through my tears and in my agony I could make out Ian on his knees with Jake’s cock down his throat. Ian had often bragged about being able to deep throat but I had never really believed him. It wasn’t so much a blow job, Jake had hold of his head and was literally fucking his mouth.

This was all wrong, it was Ian’s house and I was his best mate. Ian should have been receiving a blow job from James and I should have been shagging Jake, I started crying again.

I could feel James getting close and as he came he called out loudly. “Yeahhhhhessss,” dumping his load inside me in the process and suddenly it was all over, he pulled out and let go of my arms. Picking myself up off the desk, still in tears I saw a naked Ian lying on his bed, instinctively I staggered across and curled up to him, he wrapped his arms around me lovingly.

“It looks like you’ve broken him James,” I heard Jake say.

“Fucking wimp,” replied James.

That was two arse shagging down, one to go, I also had to give two blow jobs and suffer an hour of bondage where who knows what may happen. I considered my position; the blow jobs I could handle, I had given them before. The last arse shagging would be from Paul who, despite what I thought of him as a person, was at least considerate when he was fucking you. That just left the hour of bondage which I was, to say the least, a little nervous about; actually I was shitting myself.

Time passed, James and Jake had just emptied their scrotums and Paul not much earlier, I did not know about Ian as he cuddled me ever tighter but I was in no mood to cum, whether by my own means or anybody else’s. So we all just relaxed and talked, slowly I joined in the conversation and I found that I was giggling a little as the conversation moved to my predicament and how James had made me suffer.

Finally Paul spoke up and declared his intention to shag me again, in a way it was a relief, I would get all three arse fuckings out of the way. He even offered to let me choose what position we would do it. I thought about this, if I chose one of the previous two positions then it would sound like I had enjoyed it and I did not want to give that impression, so I tried to think of a new position.

“Doggy style on the carpet,” I blurted out.

‘Oooohs’ and ‘wows’ went around the room as though I had suggested something really kinky, exactly the impression that I was trying to avoid.

“Excellent,” shouted Paul at the top of his voice, I get to fuck you like a genuine bitch!” More laughter went around the room and I now wished that I had selected differently.

“Well I’m ready,” announced Paul standing up. “Get yourself in position.”

Paul lubed himself up again as I crawled away from Ian and onto the carpet, I got onto my hands and knees then spread my knees wide and pushed my bum out, already I knew how to adopt the least painful position. Paul got onto his knees behind me and allowed his oily, erect cock to bounce up and down with the tip stroking my arse crack, it felt great! I resisted every impulse in my body to push back onto Paul’s cock as I realised that I actually wanted it inside me. Paul allowed it to stroke up and down my arse cheeks again as the sensation sent electric pulses from my bum to my brain.

“Let’s hear you begging for my cock,” called out Paul.

“No fucking way,” I replied.

“Beg for my cock.”

“Fuck off!”

“Either beg for my cock or I will fuck you the same way James did,” Paul told me.

“Fuck off!”

"Okay then," I heard Paul say as he rammed his cock up me forcibly as far as it would go.

"Beg me to fuck you or suffer the pain," Paul called out. "Beg or suffer, it's your choice."

My choice, hmmpg! I had no choice.

"Please fuck me, please fuck my bum, fuck me!"

“Let’s hear you beg,” responded Paul.

Trying to ignore the audience I called out. “I’m begging you, please fuck my bum, I am begging you to fuck my bum.”

“It’s not called your bum, it’s called your boy fanny,” Paul told me.

Oh my god, this was getting worse, but I knew that I had to do it.

“I beg you please fuck my boy fanny, I beg you to fuck my boy fanny,” I called out.

“Now beg me to fuck your boy fanny with my big hard cock.”

“Nooooh, I can’t” I replied there was no way that I was prepared to say that, especially in front of Ian, Jake and James. Paul pulled out, leaving his tip just breaking my seal, grabbing hold of my hips he aggressively forced himself all the way into me, it was agony as I screamed out in pain!

“Say it,” he shouted at me.

“I beg you, please fuck my little boy fanny with your big, hard, fat cock,” I called out in deep shame, desperately fighting back the tears. “I beg you please fuck my little boy fanny, I am begging you to fuck my little boy fanny with your big, hard, fat cock. I beg you to let me feel your big, hard, fat cock inside my little boy fanny.” I had learned my lesson.

“Who’s the Daddy?” asked Paul.

“You’re the Daddy,” I replied.

“Who’s the Bitch?”

‘Oh no, please don’t make me say it,’ I thought to myself but I knew the answer and after a brief pause I did not dare delay any longer.

“I’m the Bitch.”

“Who’s the Daddy and who’s the Bitch?”

“You’re the Daddy and I’m the Bitch!” I replied.

“Tell me what you want.”

“I beg you please fuck my little boy fanny, I am begging you to fuck my little boy fanny with your big, hard, fat cock. I beg you to let me feel your big, hard, fat cock inside my little boy fanny, I beg you please fuck my tight, little boy fanny with your big, hard cock, I am begging you to fuck my little boy fanny with your big, hard cock. I beg you to let me feel your big, hard, fat cock inside my little boy fanny, please I am begging you, please.”

“Now keep on saying that over and over again,” Paul told me.

So I did, I was becoming numb to what I was saying, after all they were only words, but I kept repeating them for my Daddy, in the hope that I was pleasing him.

“Bitch I’m getting fed up with fucking you, let’s see you doing some work for a change,” Paul stopped in mid stroke. “I’m not going to move a muscle, so I want you to bounce up and down on my cock,” he told me.

I did as I was told, in a way I felt a bit more in control, after all I now dictated the speed with which he entered me.

“Don’t forget what you have to say,” Paul reminded me.

“You’re the Daddy and I’m the Bitch; please fuck my little boy fanny, I am begging you to fuck my little boy fanny with your big, hard, fat cock. I beg you to let me feel your big, hard, fat cock inside my little boy fanny,” I repeated again and again.

It must have been amazing to watch, there I was playing the part of a total slut, bouncing on his cock, degrading myself and begging for more! Furthermore I was doing it in front of three friends.

When he at long last finished and pulled out both Jake and Ian gave him a round of applause. Even James high-fived him, telling Paul how brilliant it was to watch, I felt completely humiliated.

“So who’s the Daddy and who’s the Bitch?” Paul asked me.

“You’re the Daddy and I’m the Bitch,” I replied feeling totally worthless, looking up at him whilst still on all fours. He was no longer in a position to cause me immediate pain, but he had morally conquered me and there was no way back. He now had a superior hierarchal position over me, I would always have to look up to him. He could continue to put me down in public, to humiliate or embarrass me in front of others, but from now on I would have to agree with him as well. I continued to look up at Paul’s face, his eyes now had a sparkle that I had never seen before.

“Come with me to the bathroom Bitch, I’m going to let you wash my cock for me as a reward for being such a good boy,” I picked myself up off the floor and without even glancing at the other three I followed Paul into the bathroom.

“Kneel down Bitch,” he ordered as he filled the sink up with warm water before handing me the bar of soap. “Be careful and do a good job or you will be punished.”

“Yes Daddy,” I replied, much more comfortable addressing him as such now that there was just the two of us.

I kept dipping the soap in the warm water and carefully and lovingly I soaped Daddy’s cock. It was right and proper that should have this honour and when I was satisfied that it was completely clean I gently towelled it dry before giving it a loving kiss on the tip.

“Is that okay Daddy?” I asked, looking up at Paul.

“Yeah, well done Bitch.”

“Would you like me to do anything else Daddy?”

“Yes you can kiss my arse for me,” he said, smiling down at me. Turning around he shoved his arse about two inches from my face and waited. Wishing that I had never asked I puckered my lips, leaned forwards and gently kissed him on the left cheek and waited.

“I didn’t tell you to stop Bitch,” Paul growled.

Quickly I leaned forwards again and repeatedly kissed his left cheek.

“Don’t forget the other side, Bitch.”

Responding quickly I started kissing his right cheek, after a few moments my next command came. “Okay, now start licking my arse.”

Again I responded straight away by spending 15-20 seconds licking one of his cheeks before moving across to the other and back to the first. I was not just submitting to him, I knew that at some point he was going to tie me up for a full hour and he would be allowed to abuse me to his heart’s content as well as letting James, Jake and Ian do their worst. If I pleased him now then there was every chance that he would go easy on me when I was in bondage. Also my spirit had now been destroyed, I simply no longer cared about looking a twat!

I carried on licking, waiting for Paul to call stop; or more likely give me another instruction.

“Remember to lick my crack Bitch.”

“Aw no!” I sobbed out loud, but I did it. I ran my tongue up and down the crack of his arse as deep as I dare, dreading what my next instruction would be.

“Right you can stop now, let’s join the others.” For the first time all evening I felt the hand of mercy on my shoulders and, feeling very relieved, I followed Paul back into Ian’s bedroom.
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List of characters:
Andy Hull - Main character, Bi
Ian Dixon - Andy’s best friend, Gay
James Benson - Tough kid with dominant character, Bi
Paul Norton - Andy does not really like, Bi
Jake Wells - Cute and blonde, Gay

The sight before me reminded me that I was not the only loser tonight. James was laid out on Ian’s bed, Ian kneeling down alongside him sucking James off. Going by the sounds emitting from James’s mouth, Ian was doing an excellent job. Furthermore, Jake was next to them both playing with Ian’s knob. Me and Paul sat down in the two chairs and observed the scene.

James was getting close and reached down to gently stroke Ian’s bouncing head. Meanwhile Jake took his spare hand and tried to insert his forefinger up Ian’s anus. Ian, being the gentleman that he is, parted his thighs slightly and raised his bum, clearly giving Jake better access. From my position I could see Ian’s brown hole and I watched as Jake’s finger penetrated him. There I was watching my mate Ian going down on James and at the same time being both fingered and wanked off by Jake Wells.

James came in a glorious climax into Ian's mouth, he did not spill a drop and swallowed every bit of James's semen before rolling onto his back and reaching down he pulled his ankles back. Jake rejoined him and now using two fingers up Ian's bum he brought Ian off, milking several wads of cum onto his chest and stomach. Jake scooped up some of his load and held it up to Ian's mouth. I happily watched Ian swallow his own juices and then scoop some up himself, offering it to Jake's lips. Jake returned the compliment and licked Ian's fingers clean. Their lips came together as they exchanged tongues and presumably exchange Ian's semen from one mouth to the other. It was fitting, I thought as I watched them cuddling and kissing stark naked. For Ian and Jake were the only ones among the 5 of us that were 100% gay, it was right and proper that they should enjoy this act of union.

After a brief recovery the subject went back to football, then sex, and then who we fancied at school; for me, Paul and James that included girls. As the conversation moved about Paul declared to the other three what a good arse licker I was, to my acute embarrassment. All three faces turned to me.

“Aren’t you Bitch?”

“Yes,” I replied shamefully; knowing that if I denied it then he may well make me lick his arse in front of them.

At some point me and Ian went downstairs and put a couple of large pizzas into the microwave, which we took back upstairs and shared out. We talked a bit more, music, football and sex; before the subject of who sleeps where came up. There were two small single mattresses that we laid on the floor plus the double bed. It was Ian's bed so naturally he slept there, I agree to join him as did Paul, and so Jake and James got a small single mattress each. I think we were meant to sleep in our underwear, but we had all been naked for so long that it seemed pointless. Me and Ian even cooked the pizzas with our bollocks out. I crawled into bed alongside Ian as Paul came in from the bathroom and knelt on the bed waving his flaccid penis in my direction.

"Come on Bitch get sucking, you still owe me a blow job."

"Aw, leave it Paul," I replied tired, I just wanted to go to sleep. "I'll give you one in the morning."

Paul grabbed my hair pulling upwards, my eyes started to water in pain.

“Bitch who's the Daddy?"

"You're the Daddy, I'm the Bitch," I cried out quickly.

"Daddy wants a blow job now!" he replied, still holding on to my hair.

"I am begging you Daddy, please let this Bitch give you a blow job," I quickly called back. Paul let go of my hair with me in tears, tears of humiliation not pain, I wrapped my lips around Paul's soft cock.

I was no expert in this particular art, though I had done it a few times, but despite my sucking and slurping it took a good ten minutes just get him hard. I could feel the other three watching intently and the fact that I was effectively being forced to perform weighed heavily on me. Still I was in the same position as cocksuckers the world over, half-arse it because you don't really want to do it and you end up doing it for twice as long. So I sucked, licked, ran my teeth over the tip and tried my very best. In the end I was still sucking for over 20 minutes before he came, when he did he forced himself into the back of my throat and ejaculated virtually all his sperm into the back of my mouth. I could not avoid some of it going down my throat, I went to grab a cup to spit out what I could.

“Don’t even think about it bitch, you swallow every drop,” growled Paul in my direction, I swallowed it all. In the space of a few hours I had become an anal receiver and a cum swallower.

At this point we all more or less went to sleep, well I tried at least. The events of the evening had given me a lot to think about and the prospect of what was in store for me the following morning didn't help. I still had to perform oral on James but what I was really scared of was being tied up and abused for a full hour.

I tried spooning Ian, but as I was in the middle all that happened was Paul spooned me. Feeling his knob pushing up against my arse my crack definitely was not the most pleasant feeling in the world, I shuffled about uncomfortably.

My mind went back to Rock/Paper/Scissors and the shootout that I had with Jake when he was down to his undies and I still had three items on. He chose Rock and I chose Scissors, if only he had gone for Paper. He would have lost overall. True I would still have gone on to lose their next two games, but there was still every chance that Ian would still have lost his boxers before me, meaning I would have finished third overall and one of the winners, possibly even second. That would have been brilliant.

At this stage fantasy took over my imagination, I picked up 3 cards as second winner; a 10 from Ian, a 10 from Jake and an ace from Jake. I imagined being able to fuck Jake's sexy arse, followed by him calling me 'Daddy' and begging to give me a blow job and finally laying sprawled out on my back on the bed and ordering Ian to give me a blow job a in his own bedroom.

I suddenly realised that I had an enormous erection, I was the only one out of all of us who hadn't cum during the evening, in fact I had not cum for nearly a week, it may be sad but I had actually been saving myself for this sleepover, that had proved to be a waste of effort. But it was not wasted on Ian though, he could obviously feel it and was pushing his bum back into it. It I reached around and felt Ian's cock, it too was rock solid, I stroked it gently while pushing my knob up against his bum. Ian was getting close when he reached his hand down and dragged mine away.

"No," he whispered hoarsely. I got the message and just wrapped my arms around his body and went to sleep.

I was woken by Ian pushing me.

"Wake up Andy, James wants you, wake up."

"Eh, what’s up, where am I?" I spluttered, still half asleep and trying to work out why I was naked in a strange bed between two other naked lads, one of whom, Paul, had a ragging morning glory pushing up against my thigh.

"James wants you Andy," Ian replied.

All of a sudden it came flooding back, Rock/Paper/Scissors, me losing, being buggered multiple times, aw gawd!

"I want a blow job Bitch," called out James. "Get your arse over here now and give me my wake up call."

I was not happy about being called 'Bitch' and being ordered around, but I realised my position having lost last night and James could be a tough cookie if he wanted, best just keep my mouth shut and do as I was told.

"And don't you dare spill a drop or even think about spitting it out," added James. "My cum is valuable, every drop has to be swallowed Bitch, do you understand?"

"Yeah, yeah I'll do it," it I replied humiliated at being treated like that, especially front off the others but I really did not know what to do or say. James’s bed was close to Jake’s and despite everything that had happened I still found him drop dead gorgeous, if I could get him playing with my knob then it would be some kind of consolation prize.

I sandwiched myself between Jake and James, my head over James's cock, my knees apart with my own cock swinging away only the inches away from Jake's hand and hoped for the best. As before with Paul, I tried to give James the best possible blow job to get it all over with, I nibbled at his tip, sucked, my fingers playing with his scrotum. I sucked more, my head going down as far as I could and then slowly coming back up. I felt Jake's hand stroking my bum and instantly I was turned on as fuck, instinctively I pushed my bum out towards him. I felt his fingers prizing my cheeks apart, he was looking at my hole. Jake Wells, of all people was admiring my sphincter. I no longer cared about being made to give a blow job, I was now entering paradise. I felt a wet finger push up against my ring, he pushed it in gently and entered my cave. I loved it!

Jake fingered me for several minutes and I was fully immersed, pushing my bum back towards him every time he inserted it and pulling forward when he withdrew. He took his fingers out completely and my disappointment was massive, but short lived. Seconds later he was pushing two fingers up me.

His fingers curled down and found a spot at the base of my cock and his fingers started stroking lightly, it felt completely amazing. At the time I had never even heard of the prostate and had no idea what a prostate massage entailed but Jake certainly did and I sucked James's manhood with ever more enthusiasm, judging by the sounds coming from James he certainly had no complaints either, it must have been great to watch. Jake with two fingers up my arse, me eagerly pushing my arse as far towards him as I could whilst sucking cock like a maestro at the other end and James thrusting his hips into my face and calling out in sheer joy!

I knew that I was close to cumming, But James beat me to it, firing several wads of cum into my mouth, I sat upright and swallowed the lot as James squeezed his cock forcing the last remnants of cum out. I didn’t need to be told, I bent down and licked his bell-end clean.

Jake had by this time stopped fingering me and held out two stinking fingers in front of my mouth.

“Lick them clean, Bitch.”

“No fucking way,” I shouted, pulling back horrified.

“You fucking twat,” replied Jake pulling a face before shuffling off to the bathroom to wash his fingers. He clearly did not have the same authority as Paul and James.

I sat down next to James and looked around the room, I had heard some shuffling around whilst I was sucking James off, but had not really been aware of what was going on. But now it was obvious, Paul had Ian bent over his own desk and was shagging him and Ian was loving it! It was clear that Paul was damned good shag, he was great with me, twice, it was plain that he was just as good with Ian.

Paul was loving it, Ian was loving it, who was I to argue. Ian’s arse was coming back to meet Paul with every thrust, their timings were impeccable, totally synchronised. Despite that, it took them a while which made it great to watch; mind you Paul had cum three times in the last 12 hours, as I could personally testify. Ian seemed to have an arse like a bucket, the harder Paul banged him, the more he enjoyed it; I would have to find out his secret later.

I noticed that as Paul came, Ian placed his hands on the desk and pushed back as hard as he could, his erection could plainly be seen, straining away in a beautiful arc towards his navel, at the critical point both Paul and Ian were calling out in ecstasy. As the moment passed Paul, still inserted in Ian, leaned forwards, twisted Ian’s head around and they both pleasurably swapped tongues until Paul pulled out completely, spun Ian around and they carried on French kissing for several moments.

I learned more about anal sex from watching that performance than by watching any amount of porn.

Next came the Grand Finale, my one hour bondage session and I could put it off no longer.

Ian had some soft rope in his toy drawer, apparently his dad could get hold of it at work, but the moment he opened his drawer we all crowded around in amazement. He had a 7” vibrator, a 9” dildo with girth to match and three butt plugs of various sizes.

“Where the hell did you get all these,” asked Jake playing with the vibrator.

“Erm ... well ... that I stole,” Ian did not know whether to be embarrassed or proud of his collection, impressive as it was for a 15 year old! “The butt plugs I paid someone to buy for me, they didn’t cost that much and the big dildo I won as a prize.”

“You won it as a prize?” questioned Paul.

“Yeah, I was at a party 3 months back, I was the youngest there and we had a Pool competition, I won and that was the prize.” I could believe it, Ian sometimes hung around with slightly older gays and he was a dab hand at Pool, one of the best that I knew.

“Okay Paul, your choice, how do you want your Bitch tying up?” James asked grabbing a couple of coils of rope and changing the subject.

“Er, dunno, hadn’t really thought about it, hogtied I suppose.”

“Fucking brilliant,” chipped in Jake. I looked at him, his eyes were electric as he stared at me, this must have been just about the best day of his life, for me it seemed like my worst as trembling, with a knot in my stomach, I held my arms behind my back and allowed James to tie my elbows together and then my wrists with my arms pointing down my spine.

Next he threaded another rope through my arms and across my shoulder blades, pushing me onto the bed on my back he got Jake and Paul to grab a leg apiece and double me up, forcing my thighs against my chest, using the second rope and forming several loops around my thighs he was able to tie my legs right back with my thighs spread wide.

“Cheers James that looks great,” stated Paul looking down at me in admiration.

“Not finished yet mate,” replied James. Though I could not possibly think what else he could do to me, he clearly had further plans.

The next rope was tied around my right ankle and then pulled tight to my right thigh and a similar rope to my left leg. I was now totally immobilised with the exception of my head and neck. Also I was extremely uncomfortable, I did not know if I could stand this for a full hour, or even if they would release me if I couldn’t. Either way I was not going to get a lot of pleasure out of this bondage session.

“Ian, you haven’t cum in a while, would you like to fuck him first?” asked Paul, effectively my owner for the next hour.

“Yeah thanks,” replied Ian before looking down at me. “Don’t worry Andy, I’ll be careful.”

So I was hogtied and fucked by my best mate, psychologically it was awful. I knew that Ian was gay, I had even played with his knob before and he with mine. But full on anal sex, no. It was like having sex with your little sister. No, no, no!

Ian clearly had reservations as well, he lacked all the enthusiasm that he had shown during all his previous sex encounters over the last 15 hours. He was buggering me yes, but his heart was not in it.

It was different for him though, he wasn’t tied down and humiliated, he just had to get his end away. I did not know if I would ever see Ian in the same light again.

The other three loved it, encouraging Ian and jeering me! It took him about 10 minutes to cum, I looked at the clock and realised that I could have 5 more ‘fuckings’ to come in the hour permitted. Oh help me god!

Jake was the next up as he had not ejaculated since last night, the first thing he did was to fit a condom, which I thought was very considerate, until I heard his reasoning.

“That way I can empty it into his mouth after and make him swallow it.”

“Great idea,” called out Paul.

“Yeah, nice one,” added James.

“I can’t watch anymore,” Ian said heading for the door. “Let me know when his hour is up.”

I wanted Ian to stay, not because I wanted him to watch, but simply to provide some control and supervision over the other three. Without Ian’s guidance they could virtually murder me. I should have called out to him, asked him to stay, but I didn’t. Was that because having just been fucked by him I wasn’t thinking straight? I don’t know, but I did watch forlornly as Ian left the room.
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Wow, loving the story and your writing style. I wonder if the boys will do another "rematch" sleepover, I hope so.

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List of characters:
Andy Hull - Main character, Bi
Ian Dixon - Andy’s best friend, Gay
James Benson - Tough kid with dominant character, Bi
Paul Norton - Andy does not really like, Bi
Jake Wells - Cute and blonde, Gay


Jake entered me and had all the skill and grace of a sex starved orangutan, or James! For an experienced anal player, both as a top and as a bottom, he was shit. Or was he deliberately trying to hurt me? Surely not; not cute, handsome, gay Jake. Either way he put me through hell for another ten minutes or so before removing his condom and, as promised, emptying the contents into my mouth. I knew my role and submissively opened my mouth for him and swallowed every drop. Jake ruffled my hair as I turned to the ceiling and closed my eyes, embarrassed at what I had just willingly done.

I felt something pushing against my anus, I opened my eyes and it was James, wearing a condom and I knew what it meant, I was in for some more pain and I would have to swallow his load as well afterwards. I gritted my teeth and stared at the ceiling.

James’s style had not improved, though I would say that he was marginally more comfortable than Jake. On the negative side, however, he had shot his load several times and most recently about half an hour ago into Ian’s mouth, so it took him a lot longer and I suffered as a result. By the time that he had finished I was crying like a baby! Paul lay next to me and whispered a few words of comfort into my ear before placing his mouth over mine and swapping tongues, it meant the world to me. As he moved away I saw James approaching, he removed his condom and approached my head, through my tears I opened my mouth and watched as James squeezed the contents into my mouth and then spat into it. I automatically swallowed the lot.

Paul was next and slowly oiled up his knob, no condom I noted. If I hadn’t been so ruthlessly buggered so many times recently I believe that I may have enjoyed Paul, but I was just too sore. He slowly rocked into me, trying his best to be a good fuck, but I just could not appreciate it, again it took him a long time to cum.

Thinking that must surely be it, when Paul finally finished, after all, looking at the clock I had now been tied up for over an hour and a quarter, sadly though the boys had other ideas.

“Let’s see if we can get this up him,” called out Jake holding up the massive dildo.

“Nah, I want to shave him first,” replied Paul.

“I’m with Jake,” said James. “I want to see him with that dildo up his arse.”

“It was my Joker not yours,” stated Paul. “I get to decide who does what to him.”

“Okay,” said James sulkily.

“Look it’s been over an hour, the deal was that you could tie me up for one hour maximum,” I croaked pathetically from my hogtied position.

“Yeah well, if you can escape then you can go,” laughed Paul at my predicament.

Paul found some small nail-cutting Scissors and gently trimmed the hairs around my anus, scrotum and penis. Whilst he was doing it he sent Jake to look for some shaving cream and a razor. James in the meantime had found a black marker pen and was writing various comments on my forehead, face, chest and any other part of my body that he wanted to. I just lay there sadly accepting my fate, at least I was not being arse fucked.

Jake returned with a razor and some shaving cream just as Paul was finishing and then watched as Paul slowly and lovingly creamed up my knob, balls and arse crack.

The razor first started on my arse then worked its way up to my balls. By the time he started shaving my knob I had a massive erection.

“Ha, he’s loving it!”

“Natural submissive, getting a lob on, being tied up and shaved!”

“Makes it easier for me to shave, pulls the skin tight,” added Paul objectively.

He continued to shave my knob, before wiping it clean with a cloth, all 3 of them ran their fingers over my areas commenting on how smooth it was, I don’t think that I have ever been more embarrassed in my life, from a humiliation point of view it was worse than being fucked. I was now just an object for them to abuse, my own feelings were totally irrelevant.

“Shame you couldn’t shave his pubic mound, that would have finished him off nicely,” commented James.

“I’ll do that after we’ve untied his legs, you two can hold his legs apart for me, easy access!” replied Paul.

Jake approached me with the vibrator with only one intention.

“No please Jake not that, I’ve been good, I’ve done everything you’ve all said,” I felt a right wimp pleading with Jake but I could not see any other option, after all I was in no position to try and be dominant.

“Hold on Jakey, if you’re using that get plenty of lube on first,” laughed Paul, clearly enjoying my predicament. “And make sure you go easy on him, we’re trying to train him, not break him.”

Trying to train me! It made me sound like a dog, though I did appreciate Paul’s input at this point.

Jake lubed up the vibrator, switched it on low and gently inserted it into me, I had had four cocks up me since yesterday evening, but this toy was longer and had bigger girth than any of them. Jake eased it in and out of me as Paul stroked my head. I realised all of a sudden that I was accepting my fate and was no longer humiliated, I just wished that Jake had been as good with his own tool as he was with this toy. Initially it did stretch me a little bit, but after a while it became more and more comfortable, I would never admit it but there was a real sense of disappointment when he withdrew it for the last time.

That is until I saw what was in store for me next, James handed Jake the large butt plug, obviously shorter than the vibrator, but thicker, this was going to hurt. Strangely though I made no attempt to plead with my captors/friends, I just accepted it as my natural destiny. Again Jake put plenty of lubricant onto it and again he inserted it slowly. I reached my pain threshold as the plug reached maximum resistance, Jake backed off and tried again. After three or four more efforts with the other lads staring intently at my anus (Never before has it been the centre of so much attention) Jake had another go with the vibrator, it slid into me easily.

“He’s definitely getting looser,” called out Jake as he went back to the butt plug.

This time as he reached my threshold he kept on pushing, very gently, but no backing off. Despite my gasps of pain this time I knew that it was going in.

Once in Jake gently plunged it in and out of me over a dozen times, I never knew that the muscles of the sphincter could relax that much. I was now enjoying this attention, my prick was straining at its lead, I don’t think that I had ever seen it so large.

“Okay Jake take it out, let’s see if he can take this,” called out Paul holding the massive, but again well lubed dildo.

“No Paul, not that, I can’t, no, please Paul no!” I cried out but my will was deceiving me, as the dildo got nearer I knew that I had to at least try it and as it touched me I was determined to take it all however much it hurt, I had to prove myself to the boys.

“Yessss,” I cried out as it slowly entered me. “Yeah, yeah, yeah ... ahhhh ... argh.”

It hurt, I admit it, but slowly and like an expert Paul worked it into me, he got it about ¾ of the way in, that’s all I could take, he slowly worked it in and out time after time before handing over to James. Fortunately for me James had at last chosen to adopt Paul’s tender approach. I was bursting, one light stroke of my scrotum, that’s all it would take and I would fire cum everywhere, I looked up at James, he looked down at me with a curious half smile. I couldn’t push back, the bondage restraints were too tight, but at long last I knew the true pleasure of receiving. This was paradise found.

After a beautiful few minutes it was Jake’s turn, Jake was in practice no better that Paul or James, but looking up at that gorgeous naked body and that oh so cute face whilst he was sending me into euphoria. I would remember and treasure that for the rest of my life.

All good things come to an end and when Jake had had his fill of filling me the three lads had a brief discussion before untying my legs so that Paul could finish shaving me, Jake though insisted on holding the dildo up my bum whilst James shaved. It was about that time when Ian walked in, I was trying to flex my legs a little after being tied up for s long, my hips were raised slightly so that Jake could hold the dildo inside me, my knob was pointing directly up towards the stars and Paul had come in from the side and was leaning over my stomach with those tiny scissors, trimming my pubic hair. James was sat next to Paul playing with Paul’s knob while he was shaving me, we must have looked a right old sight.

“Come on guys, untie him, it’s been well over an hour now!”

“We’ll let him go as soon as we’ve finished shaving him,” Paul replied.

“I don’t mind Ian,” I said softly, looking up at him.

“You’re going to look a right twat in the shower after PE when everybody will see that you’ve been shaved,” Ian told me.

I had not thought of that, the thought had never even entered my head, Ian was right though and all of a sudden I started to visualize it; a twat, I was going to look a complete fucking cunt! I started panicking, thrashing around and screaming for them to stop.

It was a complete waste of time; within seconds Paul, James and Jake overpowered me. Paul climbed onto my stomach with his back to my face, James pulled my left leg out wide and sat on it, Jake did the same with my right and still managed to hold the dildo inside me.

Now I had that huge dildo inside me as well as Paul sitting on my stomach and it hurt quite a bit. Everything that I did at the moment just seemed to make life worse for me. Since getting Jake down to his underpants at Rock/Paper/Scissors the night before, every single decision that I had made since then had been the wrong one. I was there again, I was still going to get a complete shave, but now I had to endure pain as well, I looked up at Ian helplessly.

“Don’t worry, I’ll untie you as soon as you are bald, actually I quite like the idea of you hairless down there,” Ian smiled at me in what was supposed to be a comforting smile. It was easy for him to say don’t worry, I was the one who was going to get ridiculed at school for having no pubic hair. The thought occurred to me, something like this would go around the school like wildfire, before long every child of every age group would know, even the girls. What if a few of them tried to hold me down to try and find out for themselves if the rumours were true, I imagined 6 girls from the year below pinning me down and inspecting me at their leisure, what if they took photos .....? I tried to think of something else, that was just too horrific.

I felt Paul rubbing shaving cream into me and realised that at long last my ordeal would soon be over, I looked across at the clock, it had been nearly two hours since they tied me up, the bastards! I didn’t mind a bit of abuse, in fact whilst I would not admit it out loud, I had started to enjoy it, far more than I thought I would, but they should have finished on the hour mark, those were the rules.

I felt the razor gliding over me, at one point Paul asked James to hold my cock back, a short while ago it would have been enough to make me cum, but now I just wished that it was Jake holding it back and not James.

Then it was all over, Paul wiped me clean as Ian and James untied me and the dildo naturally slipped out of my bum. I sat up and looked at the very unusual sight of my bits with no hair, I still had an erection and it looked ridiculous. I did not know whether to laugh or cry.

“Okay lads are you coming down for some breakfast?” Ian asked us all.

The rest of the lads did, comments of ‘yeah I’m starving after all that work.’ But I did not, I just needed some ‘alone time’ after everything that had happened. I heard them all making their way downstairs and I rolled over and went to sleep.

I woke up to doors opening and closing as I realised that Paul, Jake and James were leaving, the sleepover was over. Ian made his way upstairs and into the bedroom as we made eye contact, he was looking at me in a kind of awe.

“You were amazing buddy,” he said.

“I’m just glad that it’s all over.”

“Are you, are you really?”

“Yes, ... yes definitely .... yeah .... I think so ..... well some bits were alright,” I shrugged.

Ian stripped naked in front of me and climbed under the quilt, his right hand sought out my prick and he slowly wanked me off. When I came it seemed to last forever as stream after stream of semen shot over my chest.

As I recovered I looked across at Ian’s face only inches from mine.

“Fuck me, please,” I asked him.

Ian kissed me on the forehead and then rolled me onto my chest, as my semen soaked into his sheets I could feel him penetrate me, it was such a wonderful experience as I pushed back to meet him.
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Old 01-07-2021, 09:55 AM   #12
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About 8 months later I did, eventually, get my way and fuck Jake’s arse. By this time I had been fucked myself about 30 times in total.

Jake made me pay for it though, not financially of course, but he knew how much I fancied him and knew how much I wanted to fuck him, so he did me a deal. He would let me fuck him ‘if’ I let Jake fuck me on 4 occasions first, I agreed!

When I did finally fuck him it was the first time that I had fucked anyone, anally or vaginally, I found that I did not enjoy it that much, certainly not as much as I was expecting. For the first time in my life I found out that fantasy is nearly always better than reality, it was a lesson that I would learn again and again.

Paul was right, he did end up getting a ‘Free port’ in me and our relationship blossomed as a result. Over the course of the next couple of years he must have fucked me 150-200 times. A lot of times he would make me kneel in front of him and get me to beg him to fuck me, such was the hold that he had over me.

When I came out and admitted that I was bi I had naturally assumed that I would be a top, but as a result of Dicko’s sleepover and Paul’s guidance I had found my true vocation in my sex life, I was a bottom. An unashamed, proud as fuck bottom and I would not have it any other way.

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Just to say... this was great fun to read. Thanks for writing it.
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