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THE ULTIMATE NIGHT OF CAMRON THE CUM DUMP
My dad was having one of his parties on the ground floor again. As the stepson and youngest in the house at age 17, I never felt particularly welcome at those activities.
It's just that dad is in the fitness/bodybuilding industry and had the body to prove it, and so did his buddies. Most party guests were models and clients. And don't even get me started on my step-brother Kale (dad's biological son and favorite child) and his football teammates from the fraternity.
As much as I loved watching their amazing physiques as they tried to woe the female models at the parties' dad threw, I never got the attention I so desperately craved.
I just didn't belong. My dad's friends were grown men after all. If anyone had a chance, it was my sister who had just turned 18, and intended to make the best of it tonight.
So I was sitting in my room, trying to ignore the noise of drunk man downstairs. I buried my nose in comic books, scrolled through the internet and worked on my essay. But nothing really helped with the boner. Yes, that embarrassingly small boner.
Thinking of all the drunk, stoned collage kids and muscle man downstairs never failed to turn me on – as much as I was pretending to feel superior to their antics.
Two dozen men or so, dancing and chatting shirtless or in stringers, trying to show off their bodies for the females. Can you blame me for getting all hot and bothered?
Not that I had nothing to show. I hit the gym on a regular basis and kept my body smooth. But I just didn't have Kale's amazing genetics, and so I was a twink through and through.
Eventually I had to leave my room and grab something from the kitchen. At least that was my excuse. If I caught a glimpse of one of the hotter guys downstairs, well, that wouldn't be so bad either.
As I entered the lobby downstairs I bumped into Kale's best friend Will. Tall, buff, blonde, blue-eyed. He wore his football shirt with the sleeves ripped off. The smell of beer was strong in his breath and his eyes were glassy.
His presence was enough to make my dick twitch. I was used to being ignored by him, but he grabbed my shoulder and whispered loudly with the typical slur of a drunken frat boy, surely thinking he was sneaky and quiet.
"Hey cum-dump. You here too?"
I rolled my eyes, playing over how turned on I was by him and how honored I felt that he would even acknowledge me.
"For the millionth time, my name is Camron."
My nickname that Kale had given me had followed me since before I was old enough to know what cum-dump meant. No idea who he could butcher my name so hard on purpose.
"Whatever dude. The bros are plannin' a prank on ya. Maybe ya should get outta here."
"A prank? Thanks for the heads up."
"Yeah, wanna get some fresh air with me? Sure could use some."
Going outside into the forest with a hot, drunk football player? Sign me up. I might not exactly lose my virginity, but I might get to look at his muscles close up.
"Sure Will. Let's go. Why not?"
Will winked seductively, grabbed his nearby bag and walked past me through the corridor. He marched outside through the back door with swaying steps, without looking back. I followed obediently.
We left through the garden gate that Will had somehow acquired the key for. That was not the only thing he had thought off.
It turned out Will had a flashlight in his bag, so he led the way. We walked until my stepdad's mansion was no longer in sight and the lights behind us had faded.
After about five minutes Will stopped and put the light down, illuminating me as I stopped in my tracks.
The football player grabbed the hem of my shirt and pulled it off. My heart beat faster and faster.
So this was it. I was going to lose my virginity to Kale's wasted best friend in the forest in a minute. Not the most romantic way, but I'll take it.
Without Will saying anything, I dropped my pants myself, exposing my rapidly hardening dick. Even though I was embarrassed at how small it was, I acted with confidence. It's not like I had any chance of being the top here.
I stepped out of my shoes and looked at him, hoping to get to undress him with my own hands to start getting to know his body.
Instead, he turned me around and tied my wrists to the opposing elbow behind my back, immobilizing my arms. His grasp was brutally tight. That was... weird.
"W-Will, what are you doing?"
"Shut up Cum-dump," he slurred. "You think I'd save your gay ass from a prank? Na, bro, this IS the prank."
"What? Wait, you can't...untie me. Please, I-"
He stepped in front of me as I tried to get away and slapped me across the face so hard I almost lost balance.
I was exposed. Naked in the flashlight's radius, helplessly at the mercy of a drunk, homophobic asshole who had lured me outside with no one knowing where I was. There was also the issue of my throbbing boner.
"Alright Cum-dump. This gonna be the ultimate prank."
Will pulled something from his bag. Before I could react, he pried my mouth open and put it in. He held my mouth and nose closed until I swallowed. The tiny object was hard and uncomfortable to swallow.
"Ever heard of viagra, homo boy? This stuff is a lot stronger. If ya gonna get back inside ya better not let anybody see ya or they'll all know who's a pervy little Cum-dump."
He was right, my erection was getting even harder, not just pointing away from me now, but rising to press against my abs. I could feel my pulse in my own dick.
I had an intense urge to masturbate, so much that it clouded my thinking. My embarrassment about the meager size of my dick was almost secondary.
Will dangled a used, knotted condom in front of me.
"Emptied my balls into your sister tonight. Rest of the football team did too. Slut can't get enough. But I've gotta be the heaviest cummer at the party. Ya see how full this is? See that, yeah? Fucking proud of myself."
He put the condom in my mouth, letting me taste my sister's insides and the squishy rubber. I shivered with disgust. As soon as Will turned his back on me, I'd spit it out.
Then I noticed, there was something hard and sharp edged inside. Almost like... a key. Oh no!
"The keys to the gate are in there. Better keep your mouth shut if ya wanna get back in, Cum-dump."
The frat boy pulled more rope from his bag. I tried to step away from him and out of the spotlight, but he grabbed my throat and shoved me against the tree right behind me.
Using some rope he made a knot around my left big toe, wrapped the rope a few times around my balls – visibly disgusted to have his hand near my dick - and bound the other end around my right toe. The rope was not long enough for me to stand upright, I had to bend me knees slightly if I didn't want to rip my balls off.
"Let's see how you walk, Cum-dump."
Will pulled me away from the tree, having me waddle with my knees bent.
He put a neon pink dog collar around my neck and pulled me further into the forest. I was pulled too fast, hurting my balls with every few steps. I had to bend my knees almost to a ninety degree angle to stop hurting.
Will let go of my collar and fell behind to kick my ass with his boots making me walk faster. With every kick I jumped, tugging on my crotch.
The frat boy brought me to a halt, by pulling my collar, choking me hard. He stepped in front of me. I was looking at his crotch, not daring to raise my head to look him in the eyes.
From his bag, he produced alligator clips. As he pinned them on my hard nipples I screamed with my mouth closed. I could feel my face reddening from the stress as the sharp teeth dug into my sensitive skin.
My eyes were watering right away. Never had anyone inflicted so much pain upon me. My tiny, over-sensitive teen nipples and the surrounding flesh begged for mercy by sending hot nerve impulses through my torso.
Next my tormenter added more rope. The clips became connected to my balls, but again just a little too short, forcing me to bend over a little, just like my knees had to stay bent.
"Now lemme make this clear," slurred Will, "Imma go back in and grab some more beer. Maybe plant another one on ya sister's face. Ya don't want no one to see ya. Not ya dad, not ya bro, no one."
I could only nod. No way was I going to show myself like this. My achingly hard dick was leaking a single drop of precum, glistening in the faint light. With my head bend down, it was the only thing I could focus my eyes on. My vision was blurred by the tears of pain I tried to blink away.
"Lemme make sure ya have a real hard time getting back in."
Will fixed a few little bells to my collar. They rang louder than I thought possible with the slightest head motion. Now I couldn't exactly sneak past the party on the lower floor, even with the music playing.
"Saved the best thing for last. A little big for ya, but the only one I could get. Found it in your sister's bedroom. Slut loves'em huge."
He waved a pink dildo in front of me. It was bigger than my own dick – of course – but also bigger than normal dicks, maybe even bigger than a porn star dick.
The frat boy yanked me around by my collar, making me struggle to keep standing and not rip my balls or nipples off. Without a warning he shoved it in. It broke through my sphincter but didn't get very far. It was simply too dry, even with his brutal efforts.
Taking barely an inch was still enough to cause me intense pain of course. Again, I screamed with my mouth closed, my head and neck veins popping as my face reddened. I tried to focus on the condom in my mouth as if it was gum, to distract myself from the massive prick tearing open my virgin hole.
Will pulled back out. The pain was still there, duller than before. I was relieved. He wouldn't have brought lube, would he?
"Lucky you, Cum-dump. I got a little somethin' from the kitchen, just in case. Almost forgot," Will said, mostly to himself.
I couldn't see what he smeared on the dildo but it went in much easier this time. Not that it was any easier for me. My ass was torn apart as he shoved it in further then I had known my guts were deep. I could feel it all the way up to my navel, poking every corner of my inner organs like a dull knife.
This time I screamed with my mouth open, almost losing the condom.
Holding perfectly still, I thought the pain was going to subdue, but somehow that didn't happen. Will waved another object in front of me. A bottle. "Habanero sauce," read the label, "Extra hot."
I could feel it immediately. The hot, burning, cutting, stabbing sensation of an entire bottle's worth of hot sauce up my ass.
Right away I was sweating profusely. I cried out and whimpered as hot shivers ran up my spine. Will had no mercy.
I couldn't think. The pain in my ass was too much. I jumped around in desperation, trying to get the dildo out of me. All I accomplished was to hurt my nipples and balls. The bells chimed happily to my futile dance of despair.
Screaming with my mouth half open I bumped my ass onto a tree to somehow get the torture device out of me, but nothing worked. The pain only intensified as I helped distribute the hot sauce all over my insides.
Somehow the frat boy had fixed the dildo inside me. I hadn't noticed how. I tried to look around for him, to plead with him but... Will was gone.
Through the tears I hadn't seen him go. The flashlight was gone too.
Trying to clear my head, I took deep breaths. Sweat washed down in streams all over my small, smooth body.
My dick was still solid and oozing a single drop of precum that traveled down the length of my shaft.
But there were lights visible through the trees. I walked in their direction as fast as I could, stumbling over branches. I fell into a puddle of mud face first, my shoulders barley cushioning the impact. I tugged on my nipples so hard that I opened my mouth with an inhuman shout like a beaten animal.
The condom fell out of my wide open mouth. Desperately I rolled over to where it had fallen and sucked it back in. It was covered in wet dirt, that I had to suck off the thing and spit out.
After getting back up on shaking feet, I decided to take it slow. The burning in my ass that made me sweat and shiver was constant. There was nothing I could do about it. But at least the pain in my nipples and ball was under my control to an extent.
It only took me a few minutes to arrive at the garden gate, but it felt like hours. Much of my body was sore and complaining vehemently. The bells had chimed with every step. By now the mud had dried enough to fall off, washed away by the sweat.
My breath was loud and heavy as I tried to breathe through the anal burning and keep my mouth tightly shut.
Forced to keep my head down and my hips pushed out, I had spent the walk staring mostly at my dick – still oozing a lot. I really, really wanted to jerk off.
All the while, a new pain had joined in. My spine, my knees, my neck, my shoulders, my wrists... they all were screaming at me. I had to get back inside.
I spat the condom onto the stairs. Untying the knot with my feet was unsuccessful. So I kneeled onto the stone ground - to the great relieve of my knees - and tried to bite it open. But the condom was too thick and I guessed I wouldn't be able to bite a hole big enough for the key.
Crawling to the side of the stairs, I picked up the sharpest stone I could see, holding it between my lips. Finally I managed to cut the condom open.
Cum spilled out. I had no choice but to lick it up to find the little key in it. Fishing for it in the puddle in low light, I smeared the slimy jizz around all my lips.
Refusing to swallow any of Will's cum I let it run down my chin and neck as I finally found the key. I picked it up, brought my lips to the lock and opened the gate.
The strong spring used to push it shut if not held open was difficult of work against without my hands free.
As I slipped in, the gate pushed against my back, making the hot-sauce-dildo-plug rub a spot just up my ass. I shivered. Even through the burning, this had felt really good. I tried to find the spot again, hugging the cold steel fence with my upper body.
The bells chimed in the rhythm of my humping, as I rubbed against the cold gate. Getting my solid dick to press against the fence was difficult as bound as I was, but it was possible if only I jumped while crouching. With my mouth now empty I moaned audibly.
It had to look ridiculous and sound even weirder as I half jumped, moaning with my bells ringing. Using the gate, I pushed the plug into that one spot up my ass repeatedly. Using the fence I rubbed myself off.
My painfully bent legs spasmed uncontrollably as I shot a load of spunk all over my bent upper body. The load stuck in place, only the first stream ran down my leg.
I slid inside the garden. My head was slightly clearer, but now I was even more aware of the burning inside me, the aching in my joints and the bruises of my nipples and balls.
To the sound of the occasional bell chime, I surveyed the empty garden that lay before me, only illuminated by light from the lower floor. Nobody could see me from my position, but I couldn't risk walking around in the garden for long.
How was I going to get into the house unseen? Where was my brother, where was my dad and where was that damn frat boy?
Kale was probably in the living room, entertaining the most guests possible at once, it was just his personality. Dad spent most of his own parties around the kitchen and in the basement, showing off training equipment and exchanging workout routines. Will could be anywhere.
Both the front and back door led into the corridor and the lobby respectively. I would be seen by party guests. Was there another way? It was hard to think with a hot sauce dildo plugging my ass.
But there was something at the wall left of the back door in front of me: The scaffolding!
Dad had hired men to repaint the back of the house. I could reach the upper floor if I went up there. I'd get right on the upper floor terrace. From there I could find the frat boy while avoiding Kale, bypassing the party entirely.
Running as fast as my condition allowed, hoping nobody was outside on the terrace to hear the bells ringing, I made it to the scaffolding and up its ramp. Stepping onto the cold ground of the terrace, I thought about how to get inside.
The aching I felt was beyond unbearable, in my joint as well as my ass. My balls were trying to retract into my body, against the grip of the rope. My nipples had gone numb.
I walked up to the nearest glass door, partially obscured by curtains. There were people inside. I could only hope that it wasn't my dad or brother. Someone was going to see me like this, but I had no other way of getting inside.
Knocking my knee against the glass, I got the attention of whoever was inside.
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