"Breath through your nose so you don't gag. Okay, just...just start licking. Lick it."

Locked in my position, I had no other choice but to comply. I was being forced to give a blowjob; how utterly humiliating. I began running my tongue up and down the underside of his penis, and along the sides as best as I could too. I could feel the throbbing of his dick all throughout the inside of my mouth. I couldn't really swallow my saliva, so it began to make his dick wetter and wetter, until I started drooling out the side. He was far enough in me that I occasionally gagged, and the nurse would take time to remind me how to suck him when I rattled the metal fixture with my sudden gagging and jerking.

"Easy! Breathe through your nose!" she said.

For about two minutes, I sat licking, and sucking, and smacking at his penis. I would occasionally run my lips up and down as much as they could to make sure I was sucking him right. All the while, he was huffing and puffing, as if he were exhausted from the task. I wondered whether or not he would cum in my mouth the whole time, and how awful it would be if this happened, how bad it would taste, how bad its consistency would be.

Fortunately, it never happened, and after five minutes, he slowly withdrew his fleshy appendage from my mouth. It felt vaguely relieving as he slid slowly out of my mouth. I saw my spit shining off the lone light in the closet, stringing from my mouth to the tip of his penis. He walked away from my face, to my other side. As bad as the first part was, I already knew what was in store now. My heart sank into my stomach as I felt his hands on the sides of my hips and a wetness beginning to permeate my anus. Gradually, he lined up his dick toward my hole, and began to force it in.

"Okay, now, take deep breaths," the nurse said. "This will hurt a bit." The young man said nary a word.

I closed my eyes as he slowly began to penetrate me. I never had anything up my ass before!! Unsuprisingly, the pain was almost unbearable. I tried my best not to whine, but soft whimpers began to make their way out as I tried so hard not to scream. Whenever I made a noise, he would pull his penis out and try to enter me again without hurting me the next time. I sat for about a minute, feeling pressure inside me and then pain in gradually lessening amounts. Finally, after a few attempts, he slid fully within me without the pain, and I was now being fucked.

After he finally made it in me, he began to slide in and out at an increasingly regular pace. Totally helpless, I could not move as he fucked my behind. Generally, it felt unpleasant, a very large pressure pushing and receding from my most sensitive area. The whole unpeasant feeling was tinged with few "good" feelings; on a few occasions, I would feel something like a miniature orgasm building at the base of my dick, probably after he would brush up against my prostate. Nevertheless, the entire scenario was generally...awkward. I would open my eyes and face the wall briefly before crunching them shut again, wishing my time in the closet would end soon. For almost five minutes, he continued to pump at me, in and out. All the while, my body would jerk slightly forward and my head would hit off the top of the fixture. After a little while, I began to feel his balls hitting the back of my ass with every pump...every little thing I felt just added to the humiliation of what I was enduring.

Finally, the man's motions began growing more and more pronounced. He started pumping faster and faster, huffing and puffing louder than ever before. Eventually, it was so rapid, the feeling of pressure inside my rectum was near-constant. I could tell he was getting ready to cum. Finally, with one strong motion inward, he stopped, and grabbed my hips so hard it hurt. I felt his cock twitch one or two times as he unloaded his semen inside me. After ten seconds or so, he pulled out.

I layed there in a daze, trying to comprehend how I was just force-fucked. I began to feel semen run down the bottom of my leg, but the nurse came over to wipe it off. While the nurse did this, the man came over and ran his finger up where it was dripping, then put his finger into me for a second or so. Apparently, he didn't want his cum dripping out of me.

I sat for a moment, still shackled to the metal structure and completely immobile. The feeling of the man's penis in me was still reeling, as if he never pulled out at all. I felt the occasional stinging pain up my anus, not to mention a certain constant and outright humiliation. Finally, the man left the room, and the nurse came over to undo my shackles. She clicked open the upper brace to let me move my head freely, then undid my arms, and finally my legs. With still shaky arms, I pushed myself up off the bench to get up. I noticed my own cock was leaking something while I was being fucked, but I didn't think I cummed myself.

"Your clothes are on the chair. Get dressed and you can go home," the nurse said. She gathered up a few things and left.

I put my clothes back on and opened the door to leave back into the routinely comfortable school environment.

"Woah!", my close friend cried out as I rounded the corner. "What was it like??" But I didn't say a word. Walking up the hallway, my rectum still throbbing and feeling even more cum dripping down my right leg, I vowed never to get into another fight again.

(The events and characters depicted in this story are fictional. Any resemblence to events or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. The values and behavorial standards of characters in this story are not reflective of the author's personal beliefs or politics. The depiction of various activities in this story do not constituite a real-life endorsement of such activities. Possession, readership, and sharing of sexually explicit literature may be prohibited in your country and/or age group. Copyright(c) 2011 Freaky Deek. Posted image is unrelated to the story, unowned by the author, and is copyright of its respective author(s).)