When I was 14 years old there was a sports complex that my family belonged to. One day over spring break I had decided to go for 30 minutes before it closed. After I finished playing basketball I went to the locker room to shower. I got done started drying off. I thought I was the only one there seeing no one through my workout. Anyway as I was drying off my legs I was bent over and when I stood up someone grabbed my mouth and whispered in my ear that he would beat me up if I screamed. I nodded and he told me to bend over, I said no way.

He then put his fist up in that threading way and I said ok I'll do it just don't hit me. I then felt his wet finger enter my anus. It wasn't to bad. Then I heard him spit and cover my mouth again. I felt his dick push against the opening of my hole and I squeezed it shut. He hit me in the back and told me that if I did that again he would beat me to death. I just let everything loose and let him squeeze in. The pain was so much. His cocktail finally got all the way in and my ass started to stretch. But still so much pain. He started going out and back in each time I felt more and more friction down there. Then I felt ripping and the wet warm substance started to drip in my ass and down my legs. My blood became our lube. He fucked me for no more than 7 minutes before he came in my ass. He then called me his slut and that I was a faggot queer. I was crying in pain and in embarrassment. He started to put his pants on and I said I was going to call the police. I immediately felt scared as he came over to me and hit me in the head. I fell to the ground and he punched me again. I was knocked out. When I woke up he had his dick in my mouth. I tried to scream but it was muffled as his cock was in my mouth. He told me that this was my punishment for threatening to tell. He told me if I did it again he would take me to his house and fuck me every day.

I submitted and took his cock down my throat I felt it twitching and then his load dripping on my tongue. I laid there as he got up spit on me and told me next time I was to not struggle and to enjoy it. This happens twice more until my dad got new job offer and said we where moving I was so happy to be away from this man. Now as I think about it, it is probably the reason I'm gay and love to get fucked. Wow this feels good to finally get off my chest.