It had been a few weeks since the camping trip and I was still in shock. I’ve always been on the quiet side, but now I’ve found myself even more withdrawn. Every night I remembered my experience in the tent, J.D. raping my virgin ass while Alex, who I had always considered my best friend, held me up despite tears and begging.
My ass was sore for days afterward, a constant reminder of the punishment he had been through. But what I hated most about this whole experience had nothing to do with J.D. or Alex. For some reason, I couldn’t explain, when I dreamed or remembered that J.D. damn, I had an erection and I was confused if I hated the experience or secretly wanted it. Did I ask for it? Why did they choose me? Why didn’t I tell anyone?
R.I.P. to my ass
One morning I woke up and found myself lying in bed on a Saturday morning. My thoughts eventually drifted to that fateful night and I felt myself becoming strong again. Disgusted, I jumped out of bed and went to the bathroom. Maybe a cold shower would take my mind off things. To my surprise, it was. But my life was destined to relive that night, whether I wanted to or not. Not knowing what lay ahead, I went to find breakfast.
At breakfast, I was as calm as from a camping trip. My mother had noticed but didn’t push the issue too much to my relief. I didn’t know why, but the thought of telling her or anyone about that night filled me with dread.
My phone vibrated on the kitchen table. I look at it and freeze – “Alex” flashed on the screen. In what couldn’t have been worse, my mom saw the screen and I could see the idea flash in her eyes before I had a chance to hide my screen.
“Hey, what does Alex want, Jason? You should stay with him today and tomorrow. It would do you good.”
The thought of spending the day let alone a night with Alex was nauseating and the last thing I wanted. “No, it’s okay, mom. I’ll see what he wants later.”
“Nonsense. You’ve obviously been down lately. Going out with your friends will do wonders for you. Call him! Have a sleepover, you used to have them all the time.”
I spent most of the morning trying to defend my mother, but the more I did, the more suspicious she became that I was hiding something. In an effort to avoid talking to her, I finally gave in and answered Alex.
. J: Hi Alex.
. A: Hey man. It’s been a while, wanna hang out?
. J: I suppose. Mothers push me to leave the house.
. A: Cool.
. You can come now if you want. We can go swimming or something. Bring your bathing suit.
. J: K
. Be there in a bit.
. A: Oh, bring your controller, my second one is acting weird, remember?
. J: K
I wasn’t sure what to make of the conversation. How could he act so normal, as if nothing had happened? How he was so calm when I couldn’t get away from that night. At school, I had avoided him, going the other way when I saw him. Fortunately, J.D. he went to a different school, but judging by his Instagram and Facebook posts, he was living life as normal. Confused, I set about getting ready.
There were three red flags that should have sent me off when I got to Alex’s house.
The first red flag that made me worry was that Alex opened the door. After being at his house a million times, it was always his parents or sister who opened the door for him.
“Jason! Come on freshman. My parents took my sister to that science fair and they won’t be back until tomorrow, so we have the house to ourselves.”
Fuck. Second red flag. Why I continued inside, I’ll never know. Was I too afraid to say I was afraid or did part of me want to know what was going to happen?
The afternoon passed slowly. Alex kept trying to act normal while I was clearly distant. We started by playing video games. When it was clear I wasn’t having fun, he suggested I go to his communal pool. So I did that. Everything seemed so normal like I was going through the motions. After awkwardly swimming for a while, we started walking home and finally started talking about the inevitable.
“So Jason. Did it feel good?”
“What the?” It feels good?! What was he smoking?
“You know. Gay guys like this stuff. They take it in the ass.”
“Man, how could you think I liked it? I was crying for the hell of it!”
“I don’t know man, I think you liked it. Otherwise, why wouldn’t you tell anyone?”
“What?! How do you know I didn’t tell anyone?”
“Do you?” Alex stopped at his front door to look at me.
“Good. Because that wouldn’t sit well with you.”
Third red flag. Alex opened his front door.
“Why don’t we talk inside Jason?”
I followed him inside.
We went to his room to get our clothes to change and Alex stopped by his bed. “Hey Jason, stay with me.”
“Why?” I said. I stayed standing. “Honestly, I should go. You hurt me and this act of being normal is so damn embarrassing.
“Come on man, you liked it. Are you going to tell anyone, Jason?
“I don’t know. Honestly, I probably should. You and J.D. are jerks.” I started to pick up the remains of my clothes when Alex quickly jumped up and walked over to me I jumped when he came over and grabbed my wrist.
“Jason, I need you to calm down and behave. Definitely don’t tell anyone. Don’t make me teach you a lesson.”
“Dude, let it go.” My heart started pounding. My mind flashed back to that night when Alex had held me down and I saw the same look in his eyes now. “Alex, stop. I won’t tell anyone.”
“I don’t believe you, Jason. I think you need a reminder to explain what will happen if you tell.”
“Jason. I am going to punish you.”
“Why. I didn’t do anything! You’re the one to be punished.”
Then Alex reminded me how much stronger he was than me. With his grip on my wrist, he dragged me onto the bed, sat down, and pulled me down. I started to struggle, but he effortlessly pulled me onto his lap, grabbed my free arm, and grabbed my legs. I was now exposed over his knee in my wet bathing suit.
“Alex stop. It becomes ridiculous, the perverse of hell. ”
He didn’t say a word. SMACK
“Alex! Damn this pain. Stop!”
He continued. SMACK SMACK SMACK*
Alex began to slowly and methodically spank my wet ass.
“You’re a liar Jason SMACK I know you liked it when SMACK J.D. he pulled you SMACK And I don’t think you will say SMACK to anyone about us. SMACK So I’m going to SMACK teach you a SMACK lesson to remind you what happens to the guys who get away.
I was crying. My ass was burning. “Please Alex, I won’t tell anyone.”
“You won’t when I’m done with you.”
Alex started beating me seriously. Each thrust spread like wildfire in my ass and made a loud thump on my wet chest that echoed in his room. Each hit was met with a scream from me and before I knew it, tears were streaming down my face.
“OOOOWW. Please stop! It hurts!” I tried to spin and kick, but Alex had a good grip on me and I was helpless again. I remembered him holding me down while I was being raped. This pain was different, but Alex wasn’t less eager to see me in agony.
I don’t know how long he beat me, but it seemed like an eternity. Finally, his pounding stopped and his grip loosened. “Jason, I’m going to finish your punishment the old-fashioned way. With a belt.” I let out a hoot of horror.
“You have two options. You can act and take your punishment like a man. If you do that, I’ll give you 5 hits. Or you can fight me. If you do that, I’ll give you 15. It’s your choice.”
My mind raced. He was serious. could I run Not? He was too strong and fast. Fuck.
“I’m going to behave, Alex,” I said as tears streamed down my face. He let me get up. He also stood up and went to his closet and grabbed a thick brown leather belt worn for years.
“Oh, and one more thing. These kicks are a bare ass!” I looked at him with fear.
“Alex come on!”
“Now!” he said. “Or do you want 15?” I looked at him. I saw a hunger in his eyes and knew he was ready to beat me into submission. I had no choice. I slowly and carefully pulled on my bathing suit. I winced as the wet elastic slid over my whipped ass. As my torso lowered, I saw in Alex’s mirror across the room my bare ass, revealing a plump, now red, bubbly ass. The proof of my hit was plain as day for him to see.
Embarrassed, I tried to turn back but had nowhere to go. He smiled at my attempts and made no secret that he was looking at my ass and cock. He noted my flaccid cock – “I can tell you don’t like this part, do you?” He laughed. “Now bend over my bed and prepare for your punishment. You are a liar and deserve to be whipped.”
I hesitated, but the inevitable was clear in my mind, and I eased myself over the end of his bed, exposing my ass to his mercy. My bare body was completely exposed and still wet from our early dip in the pool. I glowed slightly under the light and Alex stood admiring his work and the treat in front of him. As he watched me, I braced myself for what was to come. I buried my face in his bed and grabbed the sheets in anticipation.
“Now, Jason, remember, if you don’t behave, I’m going to add another 10. Got it?”
“Yes-” – CRAAACK!!!
“OOOOOOWWWWW!” I screamed. The pain was excruciating and I couldn’t control it. I hit and covered my bottom with my hands.
“Raise your hands! Now!” I did as he asked me, without malice. My crying had resumed and I could see the wet stains from my tears on his sheets.
CRACK!!! CRACK!!! CRACK!!!
It was more than I could take. I was gasping and screaming and trying to breathe as he whipped me. My legs kicked and I gripped the sheets with my hands as hard as I could. “OOOOOOWWW! It hurts!!! OOWW!”
“You’re doing great Jason. One more before we get to the last part.” What did “the last part” mean?
CRACK!!! “AAAAGHH!” I collapsed on the bed, defeated and in pain. My ass had never felt such pain before and I was overwhelmed. I lay there panting, creating an even bigger watermark on his sheets from my tears. “You did well Jason. Are you going to behave now?
“Are you going to tell anyone?”
“No. I – I promise. Just please, no more.”
“I’m done with your beating now.” He helped me pull myself completely onto the bed with my head on the pillow. I lay on my stomach to keep any pressure from the fire in my ass. I felt a shiver and a fire from my eyelashes and as I looked back I saw that my cheeks were a solid red with obvious streaks from my belt. I collapsed back into bed, losing track of Alex.
A few minutes later I felt the bed move. Exhausted and sore, I didn’t react right away, but then I felt Alex pull himself behind me and on top of me, and I felt the now familiar feeling of an erect cock between my legs. I was out of the fight. He had won. There was nothing left to do but accept that it would finally be his turn to pull me.
You were a good boy, Jason. Now is the time for your reward.” My breathing quickened, but otherwise, I showed no signs of resistance or movement. I felt him pour some liquid into my crack, lube no doubt. Should I be grateful that he thought to use it? It felt cool on my burning ass and he was gentle as he rubbed around my hole. I knew what was coming. Fears that J.D. had my virginity ripped from me were fresh in my mind, but I felt so weak and defeated that I simply looked back at Alex and said “Please be gentle. I will not fight.” He simply nodded.
I felt him push his erect cock against my hole and he started to thrust gently. I was tight and as soon as he started pushing in I felt my body resist and a sharp pain erupted as my hole protested being penetrated. I flinched and grabbed the sheets.
The pain was almost overwhelming between the stretch of my asshole and Alex’s body rubbing against my battered ass. He continued to thrust slowly but steadily into me. When he reached the halfway mark, I felt a panic come over me. Not again! Not again! My breathing quickened and I began to squirm, feeling his cock throbbing like a spear inside his prize.
“Shhhh. It’s ok Jason. Relax.” He plopped down on top of me and held me in his arms. His face pressed against my head he whispered in my ear, “It’s going to be okay. I got you.” He then pushed himself into me, all the way to my balls and I cried out in pain at the way he stretched and filled me.
“Shhh,” he said as he began to pull me. Each thrust caused pain in my ass, but also with each thrust his hips brushed against my bright red ass cheeks, amplifying the pain of my thrust. It was much gentler than J.D., but the combination of pain was still enough to bring me to tears again. Alex continues to pull me in, his breathing showing his obvious pleasure in being inside me. “Just relax and enjoy it, Jason.”
How could I enjoy this? But this time something different was happening. As he pulled me, I could tell my bastard was relaxing (or being forced to lie down) and the pain was lessening. Yes, my cheeks were still on fire, but the sensation in my ass was turning into something almost… good? Alex must have noticed, “See Jason, you’re enjoying this. You were born to take dick.” Then he increased his pace.
Each stroke sent me moaning as I tried to make sense of the feeling. His grunts and my moans mixed together in his room as he held me and pounded me again and again with his hard cock. I started to feel a strange tingle in my ass that I had never felt before. Each of Alex’s thrusts made him build and build, bringing me newfound pleasure. Before I knew it, I felt pressure in my hips and realized that my own cock was getting hard. Between the rubbing of the sheets and Alex pounding inside me, I knew he was going to turn me over.
“Shit,” I said when I realized it. Alex took that as a sign that he was doing something right – he was – and picked up the pace again. I could feel the orgasm building inside me, but it felt like never before when I masturbated. This time Alex’s cock increased the pleasure sending shock waves of pleasure through me. It was built until I couldn’t hold it. “Oh shit. I swear!” I cried. For the first time, sex brought me to orgasm and my body convulsed with pleasure as it flowed onto the sheet and my ass shook with ecstasy.
“Damn, that’s hot,” Alex exclaimed. His pace picked up to a maddening pace, hitting me as J.D. did. when my orgasm was over. As my bastard squeezed back, he pulled me hard. “I’m going to cum! i cumming Oh shit. OHHHH!” I felt him pounding his cock into me, making me cry out.
His cock swelled as he came and I could even feel the steam of his cum inside me. Alex slammed into me a few more times, squealing in delight before collapsing. We both lay there panting, lost in pure excitement. After a moment, Alex gently pulled away and rolled off of me, grabbing my torso to wipe his cock and my ass of lube and cum. As I lay there, breathing hard, contemplating the extreme range of pain and pleasure I had just felt, Alex laid back down next to me.
“Are you going to lie to me again, Jason?”
“I did not say. “No, I will not”.