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Stealing Cherries and Losing Your Own
by Anubis31 (address withheld)
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A tale of strip gladiators and presiding over a
gangbang. (MM, nc, orgy)
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I was born and brought up in the East End of London and
would probably never have laid eyes on a pig, sheep, or
cow if it wasn't for my aunt and uncle. They lived in a
small village in Kent, a county that is rightly called
"The Garden of England," with their son Tom.
Every summer during the long school holidays I used to
go and stay with them. Tom (who was the same age as me)
and I used to have some great adventures under the
cloudless summer skies, until the year when we were
both 18 years sold when everything changed.
My uncle worked on one of the smaller farms in the
area, but next to it was an enormous farm owned by The
Lazelle family, who were very rich. Tom had taken to
climbing the wall that encircled The Lazelle Farm's
cherry orchard and eating the cherries, which were
reputed to be the best in England. He persuaded me to
join him on one of his raids, and that evening we set
off on our illegal quest.
We had scaled the wall and had just started to help
ourselves to the fruit when we heard the sound of
barking dogs approaching. We tried to get back across
the wall but the dogs were upon us, they didn't attack
just held us there until their master arrived.
As we were cowering against the wall Simon Lazelle and
four of his public school chums surrounded us. Simon
was a bully, and a snob, who was normally away at
public school but like us, was spending the summer at
home with some of his posh friends. He called us
"Little Thieves" and told us that he was taking us to
the police station.
Now stealing a few cherries may sound like small change
but all the local magistrates were local landowners and
The Lazelles had a lot of pull in the district. Simon
told us that we would end up in a young offenders
institute, and that Tom's father would probably be
sacked and would have to leave his tied cottage. I was
frightened but Tom was absolutely terrified, he pleaded
to the bullying Simon for mercy.
Simon gave a nasty smirk and told us that the
alternative was to do exactly what he told us to do,
without argument or hesitation, we quickly nodded our
approval. He then instructed us to strip down to our
little white underpants as we were going to play
gladiators. When we complied he told us the rules, "You
have to fight each other to pull the pants off the
other gladiator," he said. "The one who loses their
pants first has to pay a forfeit."
We circled each other while the bullies stood round us
grinning. I tried to grab Tom's pants and tug them
down, but he was stronger than I was, and pulled away.
Then he tripped me and as I put my hands out to break
my fall he ripped my underwear off, leaving me naked
and vulnerable. The evil Simon felt that we had not
fought hard enough and that the result was a draw.
Within seconds some of the public school thugs had
dragged Tom's pants off as well, so that he stood there
nude, as well as me.
"Now comes the forfeit" cried our tormentor, we were
pushed down on our hands and knees and erect cocks were
pushed into our mouths. There was no point in trying to
refuse this degradation, the bullies were bigger than
us and there was five of them against two of us. Tom
tried to struggle until Simon reminded him that his
family could be homeless, then he reluctantly started
sucking the cock of a fat boy, who sported a large
uncut weapon. Simon was the first guy who made me
perform orally on his person. He was grinning and
telling me how to do it properly, obviously enjoying my
shame as much as he was enjoying the cock-sucking.
He managed to last forever, before he shot gallons of
hot cum into my mouth. As soon as his softening cock
slid out of my mouth another hard one took it's place.
Tom sucked two cocks, I sucked three, then we thought
our punishment was over - but we were wrong.
The bullies, who had all regained their erections then
grabbed us and held us firmly while one of them
positioned himself behind each of us. Tom started
crying as the tip of the fat boy's large cock started
pushing between his ass cheeks. We were going to get
fucked, and my fear was mixed with excitement about
what was about to happen. Again it was Simon who was
going to be first, to take my cherry.
I tensed up as I felt his meat push my little skinny
ass cheeks open, allowing his angry cock to push up
against my rosebud. Then one big push and he was inside
me, gliding all the was in until I was fully impaled on
his cock. He started to fuck me with slow, gentle
strokes, but soon he was banging my poor ass with all
his strength.
I looked across to Tom, the fat boy was thrusting into
my cousin who was totally distraught, I on the other
hand was loving it, although I didn't have any idea
why. This time I took two cocks while Tom had to endure
the other three. We were then allowed to go home with
the warning that this was only the start of our
punishment. Tom was in turmoil as he realised that we
would have to endure further sessions of sucking and
fucking, but he had too much to lose by refusing. I on
the other hand didn't have as much to lose, but was
turned on by the experience.
The public school louts had us twice again during that
holiday. Once they took us into a wood and made us
sixty-nine each other while we were fucked by them. The
other time we were taken to a hay loft and while they
laid down on their backs with their hard, angry cocks
pointing upwards; we had to squat down and impale
ourselves on their cocks, until they lost the desire to
fuck us any more. That was the last holiday that I had
in Kent, and I really lost contact with Tom, he hated
servicing Simon and his friends, and I think that he
knew that I loved it.
I did well at school and was offered a place to read
Law at one of the top English universities. On my first
day there, who should I bump into but my old tormentor
Simon, who was starting the last year of a modern
history course. He bought me a drink, took me back to
his room, made me go down on him, then fucked me at
regular intervals through the night. My social life in
that first year consisted of servicing him, and on
occasions, his friends. We were not lovers
in the accepted sense of the word, he had no interest
in me or my needs. I think that he realized that I got
off being dominated and abused, and that suited him
down to the ground. laying on his bed with my legs up,
him shagging me while I tried to suck his pal's two
cocks at once was the ultimate in sexual pleasure for
me and he knew it.
After he left university I didn't see him again for
twelve years. I met him at a gay party in Hampstead. I
was a successful solicitor while he only got a third in
modern history had a nothing job in the civil service.
He told me that his father had broken with him when his
sexuality had become public knowledge. When the party
finished we walked across the heath together.
He suddenly got down, fished my cock out and started
blowing me in the middle of Hampstead Heath, but the
new Simon bored me. The old Simon who had made me fight
strip gladiators and then presided over a gang bang
excited me, but then we had both changed.
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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