Chapter 1

I’m a sub. I’m not proud of it but I’m not ashamed of it either. The idea of being used sexually turns me on in a huge way. I have limits of course, but as long as there is no major amount of pain, I love the experience of someone taking total control of my body for their pleasure ... and mine. Weird eh?

A little background. Turn the clock back a few years. I’m fourteen, alone, minding my own business, pushing slowly back and forth on a swing at the local playground. Suddenly I see boys from my school quickly approaching, headed in my direction.

“There he is. There’s the little prick who skated with my girlfriend at the rink. He’s not going to get away with that,” shouted the ringleader Scott, roughly grabbing me and pulling me down to the ground. His three toadies joined him, ready to get in on the action, afraid if they didn’t that Scott would turn on them.

“I didn’t know she was your girlfriend,” I stammered.

“Doesn’t matter you little shit. She’s mine and no one can touch her except me.”

Scott looked around. “Too many kids here, let’s take him into the bush.”

Full of fear, but also helpless to do anything about it, I didn’t resist as Scott pulled me up and started shoving me towards the bushes, kicking me in the ass several times if I slowed down at all.

“This will do. Nobody is go to see us here,” he said, grabbing and throwing me to the ground.

“Okay, shit-face, take off your clothes. If you don’t, we’ll do it for you, right guys?”

“Are you sure we should do this, Scott?” said Tom, his voice quavering a bit.

“We talked about this. He’s got to pay for what he did.”

I stood there for a minute, thinking about making a run for it. But they had encircled me, so no chance of that. I slowly started to unbutton my shirt.

“Hurry up, or we’ll rip them off of you,” Scott roared, hovering menacingly over me.

I removed my shirt and shorts, leaving only my underpants.

Scott reached down, grabbed the elastic, pulled down, tossed them aside and I was naked.

“Well, look at what we have here. Sissy boy Brandon has a pretty big cock. Never would have thought that.”

I tried to cover up but to no avail. Scott grabbed my hand and I was left completely exposed.

“Okay boys, grab his legs and arms,” Scott ordered.

They pulled me apart so I was lying spread-eagled on the ground.

“Stay that way pretty boy, or we’ll beat the shit out of you! Okay guys, pull down your zippers.”

“What the fuck, Scott! That’s not what we talked about.” said Tom, pleadingly.

“Yeah, I thought more about it. I want him to really get the message not to fuck with me.”

They unzipped and pulled out their cocks. Scott took the lead and started pissing on my legs, up over my cock and then to my chest. The other guys obediently started unloading. They were spraying all over me including my face. I laid there motionless, resigned to my fate. I closed my eyes but they were already stinging from some stray drops.

They were just about done when Scott announced, “Stage two for his punishment.”

“Drag him over to that tree and prop him up against it,” Scott demanded.

They did as they were told. Scott walked over to me, pulled down his shorts and underpants and placed his cock near my mouth. I was very stressed but there was also a twinge of arousal as I stared down at his dripping cock.