So I thought I would try and tell someone how this happened, I mean it helps to talk right and I suppose a bunch of strangers is easier.
I was rather bullied in school, did not fit in and quite often was found with my head in a book hidden at the back of the library at school.
I was 16 when this happened, it was the last period of the day on a Friday during the spring term.
I hated taking part in Phys Ed, as I was always picked last and never wanted by the boys as sports was not my thing. Give me sums, give me design or mechanics and I'm good; put a ball or bat in my hand and I'm near to useless.
I waited as always till the lads were gone before I got ready to shower and change, as I made my way to the shower block I was punched in the side from beind and grabbed as I dropped winded.
a knotted ball of something was shoved in my mouth followed by a bag over my head as I was hauled into the showers.
I think there was several of them as I was handled quite easily despite trying to fight back.
I was forced onto my knees back against the wall, duct tape was quickly wrapped around my spread wrists to the pipes.
Several pieces went over my mouth when the hood was yanked off, I tried to look up but was struck round the head; the blow made me very dizzy as a cloth was wrapped around my head blocking my sight.
I struggled a lot but all I could hear was muffled laughter, I kept on pulling but couldnt move the layer of tape around my wrists was heavy.
I heard footsteps retreating, then I felt my shorts being cut off; I was left naked as the last of the footsteps dissapeared.
I cried so much as I screamed and pulled, desperate to get free before the school was locked up for the weekend, i really feared I would die at the time; for fucks sake they left me, as far as i knew my folks wouldnt know if I was missing until they got back from work and even then they would assume I was somewhere studying or something.
It became so much that I thought my wrists would break with how I was pulling at them.
I stopped for a while to try and recover, my mind trying to work out who they were but I had no real clue; were they class-mates, lower or upper years? The only clue I had was they knew where I would be; so no proof of anything.
Head slumped against my chest I tried to relax my breathing, building up the strength to try again when I heard footsteps, the sound of someone coming.
Screaming as loud as I could into the gag, which to me was loud but from future experience I knew was way to muffled.
Then there was a slight splash as the feet entered the shower block, slaping into the still water that had pooled.
I stopped moving wondering why they werent freeing me, I could hear breathing, the sound of heavy panting as it got closer.
A hand was on my chest, it slowly stroking it's way towards my left nipple as it was the pinched and pulled.
I was petrified, shocked to silence, near numb as the oher hand of whoever it was pinched my right nipple and twisted it.
I couldnt move, I couldnt fight as the hands explored my body; moving up and down as they stroked, tickled and piched at whatever they could grab.
One hand then wrapped around my flacid cock, pulling it and trying to stroke it to life; small chuckling I could hear as the hand began rather insistent on my cock reacting.
I tried to fight it, thinking rather ugly images to try and fight being turned on but my cock had a different story, I got harder and harder to the point I was now being wanked.
It went on for only alitte bit, till they had me hard and horny.
I felt the tape being peeled off my mouth, as a whispered voice told me not to fight it; the knotted ball being pulled out was fast replaced with a rather heavy cock being pushed onto my lips.
A hand grabbed my hair whilst the other piched my nose, I held my breath for as long as I could until I needed to open my mouth and suck in a lungful of air.
as my mouth stretched and gasped the cock was shoved in, held their as I tried to breathe.
Again that whispered voice telling if I fought they would simply leave me here, if I tried to bite they would leave me here, so I had better be good.
I figured out by the voice it was older, a teacher or one of the janitors.
I let them slip it in and out as I tried to think how I would like a BJ to be, sucking, using my tongue as they pushed the cock further into my mouth; the cock wasnt unpleasant, it tasted of sweat and salt as it throbbed under the movements of my tongue.
Waht followed I can only describe as deep heat, a heavy hot load of cum filled my mouth as I had no choice but to swallow.
I was a gasping mess, hanging from the pipes of the shower; the biting feel of the duct tape as I simply knelt here limp..
A bottle of water was then shoved into my mouth, I was told to drink and swalllow to clean my mouth out; this happened several times until they were satisfied nothing remained in my mouth or on my face.
One of my wrists was freed, but as I went to move I was struck heavily on the back of my head, I couldnt focus and was rather confused as I hung there by one wrist half collapsed.
I heard steps retreating, and as I eventually got my self together I quickly ripped off the cloth around my head and freed myself.
Running to my clothes I dressed and got the hell out of there, according to the sky it was now near night time and I had been there nearly four hours.
I never told anyone what happened, and spent the remaining time of my school life trying to work out who dunnit, to this day I know nothing.
The rumour round school was that the jocks, put me through a hell of a prank; the other rumours varied on how I got free, to how much I must have pissed myself.
For nearly two years I questioned why I had become hard and turned on, till I looked up that it can happen whether or not it is consensual.
I cant say I was r**ed, but it was in all essence r**e.
it was the first time with a man, but as I eventually dealt with it I started to enjoy being with men.
