Story 3
Bully - Marc
I went to an all boys school and I was always bullied.
I think it's because I was smaller than the other guys, quiet and just a regular guy, in a school full of loud, brash, rough neighbourhood boys.
On a school trip once, the 4th year students, I was 14, we went to the coast. There was an old castle in ruins from centuries ago, the local historic town etc. etc. and we were there to study the history of the area.
Along with the 4 teachers, 4 older boys from 6th year (they were 16/17 yrs old) came too, as extra help to the teachers.
I was so upset, as these guys were notorious school bullies, (not that the teachers knew that)
The main bully, Marc, the ring leader was a mixed race boy. He had a thick head of afro hair, not regular afro, it was looser, not so curly. He was very athletic and a real nasty piece of work, as far as I was concerned. The next worst one was a Portuguese guy called Fernando, he was quite stocky and had a chunky build.
One day, after the days classes, Marc saw me walking around and called over to me. Of course, I went over to him, no one disobeyed Marc. To be honest, I was a bit weary and scared that he wanted to chat with me.
He was acting very friendly, (I was puzzled) and chatted about this and that, I thought he'd been told by the teachers to be friendly with all the younger boys.
He then suggested that we'd go on a walk in the fields behind the hostel we were staying in, so, (as he put it) we could get to know one another better.
I was beyond flattered that he was "that" interested in me.
I should have known better.
Half way through the fields the grass got very high. It was a neglected field and the grass was up to our chests.
It's then when I saw the other 3 older boys turn up, making their way towards us in the long grass. I started to feel a bit panicked and looked back at the hostel, thinking I should go back now. I could see it in the distance, but it was too far for me to run back to.
Marc then turned to me and said, something like (from memory - it was quite a while ago)
"You're gonna make me win some cash, don't fucking let me down"
All of a sudden, 4 tall boys were around me and just staring at me.
Can you image my heart beat? I remember the smirk on Fernando's face.
Marc said to me, "on your knees cock sucker, show my mates how you suck my dick" It was said in a way that implemented that I'd done before.
I had no option. I was surrounded by 4 bullies and I just did what he asked.
On my knees, he unzipped his dark grey school uniform trousers, they fell to his knees, his legs were quite smooth and it was then that I saw this huge bulge in his pants. Mine wasn't like that! he then pulled out his cock from his pants.
The first thing I noticed was his thick, dark bush. Like his afro hair, it was thick and coarse. His dark brown uncut cock flopped out, he had a semi and the lighter skinned knob was half out. He was very big. I'd heard rumours about him and his cock, ages ago, by some of the guys who'd seen him in the gym showers, saying how big he was, but it was just school chit chat. I hadn't paid much attention.
He threw it on my face, and said "Suck me"
I did as I was told, I took it in my mouth a within seconds it got hard.
I didn't so much as blow him, rather, he used my mouth like a cunt. He thrust it in and out, like he was fucking a pussy and I let him do so.
It was the biggest cock I'd ever seen! he was a good 8 inches and thick. I remember his balls were not very hairy considering how hairy and thick his bush was, but they were big enough to keep slapping against my chin as he kept thrusting his cock in and out of my mouth. How could a guy at his age have such a huge cock, I thought.
The others were laughing, saying abusive things and general mocking talk.
I remember Fernando saying "Me next"
Another said,
"Use his mouth like Jennie's cunt" obviously some girl he'd fucked.
After what seemed like forever, (it couldn't have been more than 5 mins.) without even making a sound, he shot his load on my face, some in my mouth, some on my shirt. His head was right back, looking up to the sky and he let out a large sigh of relief.
"Fucking sweet! Like my pipe?" he said to me, with a nasty grin on his face. He put his cock back in, tucked his shirt into his trousers and they all walked off, back to the hostel, laughing and chatting. What upset me more was the way he was walking away, with a spring in his step, hands in pockets, like what he'd done was nothing. To him, I was nothing more than a mouth he could use, because he could!
He won his bet, made money, I have no idea how much, but thank god that was over. With tears in my eyes, I watched them go back across the field, waited for them to be some distance before I headed back the same way.
I told no one. If I had, the bullying would have been unbearable.
I stayed close to the teachers over the next few days, so that they couldn't catch me alone again.
That guys, sadly, was the way I gave my first ever blowjob.