Tims Senior Year

By The Edyter

Published on Sep 29, 2017

Gay

WARNING: The following story is purely fiction and fantasy and has neither relevance nor connection to real world activities. Any similarity perceived in real life is purely coincidental. Due to the sexual content, do not continue to read this story if you are under the legal age of your state or country and/or you find male-to-male sexual material offensive.

Tim's Senior Year—Chapter 17 By: The Edyter

Over the next 3 months, Tim had a standing appointment with the Lay Director every Tuesday after school where the Director was supposedly helping him prepare for the mentoring classes he was leading on Thursdays for Wesley and his four sex hounds. Tim's father was elated the Director was willing to work and mentor his son to mold him into a good youth leader and could benefit from the Director's theological knowledge and experience.

Of course, that is not what transpired on those Tuesday nights. As soon as Tim walked into the Lay Director's home, he was ordered to strip and given a bottle of water laced with the sex enhancement drug. For the next three or four hours, the Lay Director played with the teenager's body, shoving the dildo in and out of Tim's hole, jacking his hard dick and keeping him on edge indefinitely, torturing his tits and balls, running the pinwheel all over his body and pumping three or four loads out of the kid's cock. Tim's balls were stretched to the max and his dick would still be hard from the drugs in his body as he drove home naked because the Director kept his clothes and returned them to him on Sunday mornings at church. He'd then sneak into the house and up to his bedroom so that his parents wouldn't see him and then rub out one or two more loads before his dick would soften and he could go to bed.

On Thursdays, as soon as he walked into Wesley's house, the five sophomores would tackle him, strip him down and then shove their dicks up his ass and in his mouth. All five of them would fuck him, blowing their loads up his butt and then get dressed, leaving him naked to play all five of them in a game of football in the back yard. The five of them would continually tackle him, slap his ass every time someone brought him down and at the end of the game, he would have to give the winners a blow job. After they all had blown their loads down his throat, he was led naked outside again, through the back yard gate, across the alley and into the school yard where he was taken to the same gymnasium door where Wesley had recorded him and Sol sucking each other's dicks. He was told to jack off and when he was finally allowed to cum, he was to shoot his load into his hand and eat it.

Every Sunday morning, Wesley would meet him out in the parking lot where he was escorted to either the cry room or the balcony, told to strip down and then jack off during the service and keep himself on edge until he could finally blow his load during the last ten minutes of the service. Wesley and/or Julian would then take him to an empty classroom where he would suck their dicks and they'd fuck him and blow their loads up his ass.

Frequently, the sophomores would take both Tim and Sol up to the bathroom during lunch, strip them both down and check Tim's body for stubble and hair. The two seniors had established a schedule and Sol would shave Tim's body every Wednesday, so that they would "pass" the inspection and get their clothes back and would not be forced to suck their classmates' cocks in the bathroom.

Tim's Dad and Mom had commitments at church every Wednesday afternoon and evening, so they would not be home when Tim got out of school. Sol would come over and they'd go into Tim's bedroom, strip down and Sol would start bathing Tim's body with his tongue to determine those areas that needed to be shaved. He would start with Tim's chest and leisurely slather his tongue around Tim's hard pecs and then gently nibble and suck his tits and nipples until they were hard and pointy. He'd casually lick down Tim's 6-pack abs, running his tongue between each hard muscle and circling his belly button before sliding his tongue down to his friend's crotch and start washing and nibbling around Tim's pubic area. By this time, Tim's dick would be hard and wet and Sol would first lick his pubic region and then run his tongue up and down his hard shaft, circle his dick head with his tongue and then gently suck the stiff prick into his mouth, using his throat muscles to stimulate Tim's cock head. He would then slither down between Tim's legs and suck each testicle into his mouth, running his tongue all around each smooth orb to determine if there was any stubble and then lick up and down the boy's taint and finally circle Tim's anal ring several times with the tip of his tongue and slather up and down his friend's ass crack with his flattened tongue. When he was done with the first tongue bath, he would lather Tim's upper torso with shaving cream and shave the boy's body, frequently reaching down and jacking Tim's dick to keep him hard and on edge.

When he was done shaving, he'd initiate a second tongue bath, starting with Tim's chest, but by the time he'd get down to Tim's pubic area and suck Tim's dick into his mouth, Tim would usually blow his first load straight down his throat, coating his tonsils with tons of jizz. Tim would then put Sol on his back, grab his friend's hard dick and immediately start deep throating his prick. He would alternate sucking Sol's balls and deep throat his hard cock until Sol would shoot a huge wad straight down his throat. He would continue to suckle Sol's prick until it was flaccid and then the two would play a video game, frequently pausing it to suck each other's cocks or rim each other's asses. They'd keep each other on edge until finally they'd shove their hard pricks up each other's rectums and blow their second loads up each of their butts. The two would then continue to play video games, frequently stimulating each other until their cocks were hard again and they both would pump out a third load onto each other's bodies and lick up the cum. After nearly 5.5 hours of sex play, Sol would get dressed and go home, just before Tim's parents walked in the door around 9:00 PM.

Infrequently, the sophomores would corner one of them and make him suck their dicks or fuck him during lunch or right after school, but for the most part, they left both Sol and Tim alone. However, during the noon hour on a Thursday morning in April, both seniors were eating lunch when all three sophomores approached them.

"Hey, guys," Randy said, "you're invited to our party we're throwing for a few guys Saturday night."

Both seniors looked at each other a moment and then looked up at Randy.

"Well that's really nice of you," Tim said sarcastically, "but we would rather not come."

"What!" Randy said a tad bit too loud. He looked a little pissed.

"What do you mean you don't want to come?" Lonnie questioned.

"We've got other plans Saturday night," Tim lied. "And I've got to be in church on Sunday or my dad will kill me."

"Yea," Sol chimed in. "We've got plans."

"Change `em," Randy ordered sternly, "because you're coming to our party. I'll pick you up at 6:00. You better be ready."

The three bullies turned around and walked out of the cafeteria, leaving Tim and Sol seated at the table.

"What are we going to do?" Tim asked.

Sol had no answer. Both guys finished their lunch in silence and then went on to their 4th hour class.

Friday night around 4:00 p.m., Tim got a text from Randy along with a video.

See you at 6:00 tomorrow night.' The text read. Tim reluctantly clicked on the video, it was him and Sol in the parking lot sucking each other's dicks. He immediately texted Sol who was also on the text message. Call me.'

A few minutes later, the phone rang; it was Sol. The two confirmed they both got the same text and the insinuated threat and discussed their impending doom. The phone went silent for a second or two and Sol finally asked, "What are we going to do?"

Tim hesitated for a moment.

"I don't think we've got much of a choice," he quietly responded. "We'll have to go to the party tomorrow night."

The boys ended their conversation and both went to bed.

At 6:00 the next evening, Randy's car pulled up in the driveway. Tim was waiting on the porch.

"See ya," he yelled to his folks as he walked toward the car.

His mother acknowledged his farewell, but his dad was pissed that he'd chosen to go to a party and not go to church the next day. Tim didn't wait for a response. He opened the front car door to get in. Sol was in the back seat.

"In the back, Curry," Randy ordered, "with your friend."

He closed the door and got into the back seat beside Sol. He looked up and a video of him and Sol sucking cock was playing on a flip down DVD monitor mounted on the ceiling of the car. Randy backed out of the drive and headed down the street. As he drove along, he made it perfectly clear that they were going to do everything that was asked of them tonight and with no hesitation or back talk. He indicated that if the night didn't go perfect, those videos would be launched tomorrow on the website he'd created and sent to both their parents and friends.

Both Tim and Sol looked up again at the video on the monitor of Tim fucking Sol's ass at Lonnie's house. Both boys cowered when they thought about their parents and friends seeing those videos and they looked at each other with concern, knowing they had no option and would be exposed on the internet if they did not cooperate.

They sat quietly in the car as Randy drove them to the party. Neither of them knew where the party was going to be held, but it didn't really matter. Randy drove about 9 miles out of town and pulled into the circle drive around Phillip's huge elaborate house. He parked the car and jumped out.

"Follow me," he ordered and headed around to the back.

He opened the gate to the fenced in back yard. Fountains were spurting water in the pool and the spa was bubbling over. The seniors scurried along as he opened the service entry door and let them in. They walked through the laundry area and into the kitchen. Phillip was there scrounging for something to eat.

"Aaah," he said as he threw some shrimp into his mouth, "the help is here."

On the counter top were numerous platters of shrimp, vegetables, fruits, meats, cheeses, breads, chips and crackers. It looked like Phillip had gone into the deli sections of a few grocery stores and bought everything they had.

"Ok," he started to say. "You guys are going to be waiters tonight. My folks are out of town for the weekend so I've invited a few guys over and we're going to party down."

He chuckled after saying that.

"You guys are going to make sure there is food on the dining room table and drinks available all the time." He threw another shrimp into his mouth. "Follow me."

He walked over to the kitchen door and pushed it open to the dining room. He'd cleared away all the chairs around the dining room table already.

"You keep this table filled with food from the kitchen." He instructed and led the guys to the den and into the bar.

"This is to remain stocked with soft drinks, though I doubt anyone will be drinking any," he said as he pointed to the refrigerator under the bar's countertop.

He pointed to a large keg sitting on the floor beside the bar.

"And here is the beer. Keep filling people's glasses as long as they want to drink."

He looked at the two boys.

"You got any questions?" He asked.

They shook their heads and indicated they knew what to do.

"Ok, then," Phillip said, "get your asses to work. I've got guests coming over here in about thirty minutes."

Both boys found their way back to the kitchen and started hauling food out onto the dining room table, soft drinks into the bar and plastic glasses and paper plates were stocked in both areas. About 35 minutes later, they heard the doorbell ring.

"Come here," Randy yelled at them when the doorbell rang.

The seniors followed him back into the kitchen.

"Phillip didn't tell you, but this is a toga party." He snickered, "except you're the only two who will be in togas."

He laughed out loud.

"What?" Both guys questioned.

"You heard me. Now get your clothes off so you can get into your costumes." Randy commanded.

"Come on," Sol started to say.

"Abryo," Randy snapped back. "Get your fucking clothes off or you'll be greeting the guests in your birthday suit."

The boys reluctantly stripped off their clothes. When they were both naked, Randy handed them a long strip of soft brown sackcloth about 14 inches wide and about 3 yards long. He walked over to Tim and pinched his tit.

"Watch how you put this on," he instructed.

He ran the long strip of cloth through Tim's legs, rubbing his hand along Tim's cock and balls several times. When he had an equal amount of cloth in both front and back, he brought it up over Tim's crotch, placing the excess material over his left shoulder and draping it down to the bottom of his butt cheeks. He did the same thing with the back. He brought the cloth up over Tim's butt cheeks and this time placed the excess material over his right shoulder, draping it down to the bottom of his thighs. A cloth "X" was formed on Tim's back and chest. He handed Tim a fat brown silk rope with two small tassels on the ends.

"Tie this around your waist to hold the cloth in place," he ordered.

Tim tied the rope around his waist and Randy went behind him and bunched the material that was over his ass into a narrow strip, running it up Tim's butt crack like a thong. He fanned out the over-drape so that it covered most of Tim's ass cheeks. He did the same thing to the front, bunching the material into a thin strip so that it just covered his cock and balls and then he fanned out the over-drape so that most of Tim's front was covered. He helped Sol get into his "toga" and then gave each one a tray.

"Put your clothes in the laundry room and get out there and start serving drinks," he ordered and he walked out the door.

After stowing their clothes, the two seniors picked up trays and walked out into the dining room. Four more classmates had already gathered. When they saw the two seniors, they all broke out laughing.

"These are our two toga slave-boys," Phillip announced. "They're here to serve your every need."

Most everyone was at the party by 8:00. Other than Randy, Lonnie and Phillip, Tim counted fourteen more guys in attendance and for the next ninety minutes, the seniors were busy serving drinks, keeping everything stocked and running for food. Rick had come in late and was sitting on the sofa. When Sol handed him a drink, he told him to show him to the bathroom.

Sol started down the hallway with Rick right behind. As soon as the two were out of sight, Rick pulled him into one of the bedrooms and quickly closed the door. He unzipped his fly and reached into his shorts. He pulled out his dick and balls and started to stroke his cock as he walked over to Sol. He grabbed the strip of cloth on Sol's right shoulder and pulled it down, exposing Sol's right pec. He grabbed Sol's tit and started to pinch it.

Sol cringed as Rick did the same thing with his left side, grabbing the strip of cloth on his left shoulder, pulling it down and pinching his left tit. Rick pinched and tweaked both nipples before grabbing the brown tasseled rope, untying it and pulling it off. Sol's "toga" fell to the floor. Now naked, Sol looked down at Rick's cock.

Rick grabbed the senior's balls and started to squeeze them. As he gradually squeezed, Sol began to double over in pain. When Sol had bent over and was face-to-face with Rick's dick, Rick leaned forward and stuck his cock on Sol's lips.

"Open up," he encouraged as he pulled a little harder on Sol's balls.

Reluctantly, the senior opened his mouth and sucked in Rick's cock.

"OOOOoooo gggggawddddd that feels great," Rick moaned as Sol sucked his dick deeper into his throat. "I think you've gotten better since the last time."

Sol slathered up and down Rick's hard pecker, circling his tongue around the dick head and occasionally licking the sophomore's balls. Rick moaned in pleasure as he encouraged Sol to suck his cock and massage his balls. In less than ten minutes, he blasted his first rope of cum straight down Sol's throat. While he was still in the throes of orgasm, the bedroom door flew open.

Startled, Rick pulled his cock out of Sol's mouth while he was still shooting. Two more ropes of cum shot out of his dick right on Sol's face. Sol looked up and froze. Cum dripped from his cheek onto his chest.

"What do we have here?"

It was Randy. Behind him were the majority of the guests, who pushed him further into the room so they could get a better look. Rick quickly wrestled to put his dick away and stepped back into the crowd. Randy looked down at Sol who by now, was grabbing for the strips of cloth for his toga.

"Just leave it." He ordered as he put his foot onto the cloth. "You won't be needing it."

He smiled wickedly at the senior. By this time, Tim had come into the room. He looked down at his naked friend. Sol's pitiful eyes met Tim's and he knew the rest of the night was not going to go well.

"Some of you guys grab our little cocksucker here and bring him into the den," Randy ordered.

Four guys grabbed each of Sol's arms and legs. Some one reached under his butt and supported his bottom and a sixth guy grabbed Sol's limp dick by the head with his thumb and index finger and pulled up as if carrying him by his cock. They carted him into the den and laid him on the floor. Cum was still on his face and chest.

"Stand up," Randy ordered.

Sol stood up and covered his dick with his hands. Lonnie walked up behind him, grabbed his hands and placed them on top of his head, exposing Sol's whole naked body.

"Leave them there for now," he ordered.

Sol was mortified and his face was red. He couldn't look at any of the guys as they peered at his naked body. Randy went over to Tim and pulled him into the middle of the room with his friend.

"Lick the cum off your friend's face and chest," he commanded.

Tim bent over and scooped up a blob of cold cum off Sol's cheek with his tongue and swallowed it.

"While Curry is giving you a tongue bath, Abryo," Randy said, "jack off and get your dick hard."

Sol gasped, his face turning redder, but he grabbed his wilted dick and started jacking off in front of everyone. Tim gradually licked up the remaining cum and swallowed it all down. When he was done, he looked over at Randy with pleading eyes. Sol was still pumping away.

"Ok Curry, get down there and get your friend's dick hard. He isn't doing very well by himself." Randy ordered.

By now Tim knew all of Sol's weaknesses and realized that it would not be difficult to get his friend's cock hard. He put Sol's dick into his mouth and started to gently suckle. He knew Sol loved his dick head sucked and his balls stroked. With his skillfulness, he could get Sol's cock hard in a few minutes.

He slathered his tongue up and down Sol's dick several times, while stroking that area just behind his balls. He bounced his head back and forth on his best friend's prick and soon a sigh escaped from Sol's mouth. Sol's dick started to harden. As soon as he was rock hard, Tim pulled away. Sol groaned as his best friend stopped sucking his dick. His 8-inch cock stood straight up toward his chest. A little drop of precum bubbled as his hard shaft quivered. Tim stood up. Phillip went over to him, grabbed Tim's rope and untied it. He pulled slightly and Tim's toga was now on the floor. Tim's dick was hard and bounced freely in the air.

Randy was now walking toward them and told both seniors to lie down on the floor and throw their legs up over their heads. He had grabbed their butt plugs and a bottle of lube and knelt down on the floor. He greased up both plugs and shoved them up the seniors' asses. Both guys yelped as the plugs entered their holes.

Both Tim and Sol were mortified as their cocks, balls and assholes stuffed with butt plugs were now blatantly on display. As expected, Randy activated the vibrators and the plugs started to stimulate their prostates.

"I'm thirsty," he announced to the crowd after the two seniors gasped when the plugs started vibrating. "How about you?"

The others were soon all chiming in that they too were thirsty. He turned to his two naked slave boys lying on the floor.

"Get your asses in gear and get us something to drink."

Tim and Sol served the party guests totally naked, their dicks standing straight up and bubbling precum as they waited on the party-goers. Frequently, they were pulled into the middle of the room and made to masturbate, suck each other or do other humiliating things to themselves or each other as the guests laughed and mocked them. However, they were given strict orders not to cum.

With the vibrating butt plugs in their assess massaging their prostates, the seniors' dicks remained hard most of the time. About 11:00, Randy grabbed them both and brought them into the middle of the den.

"Time for the real show," he bellowed as the guys grew quiet.

He cleared off the coffee table in the den and told Tim and Sol to stand on top of it. Phillip came into the room with two drinks and gave them to the two seniors.

"Drink this," he ordered.

"What is it?" Sol asked.

"Just drink it," Phillip ordered.

The guys reluctantly drank the concoction, which tasted like coke and a little whisky.

"Ok, now to begin," Phillip said.

Totally humiliated, Sol and Tim looked out over the crowd. There were now nineteen fully clothed sophomores looking at their naked bodies.

"Curry," Phillip said, "get your buddy's dick hard and show it to everyone in the room."

Randy held up his cell phone from the back of the room with the video of Tim and Sol sucking cock as a not-too-subtle reminder of what would happen if they failed to obey. Tim knelt down in front of his friend, grabbed his dick and started sucking. Sol's cock was rock hard and pointing straight up in a short period of time. Tim grabbed Sol's hard member and started to parade him around. He would grab Sol's cock and balls and push them out for each person to see as the red-faced Sol was led around the room. When they had circumvented the whole room, they once again stood up on the coffee table. Both seniors' cocks remained hard. Phillip grabbed Tim and pushed him down on his back on top of the coffee table and pulled his legs up over his head, exposing his ass.

"Pull out the plug, Abryo," Phillip ordered.

Sol got down off the table and knelt between Tim's legs. He grabbed the butt plug and carefully pulled it out. Tim yelped as the large cone-end passed over his sphincter and his asshole puckered up and involuntarily spasmed when the plug was removed. Phillip put Tim's right foot into Abryo's hand and then grabbed the other one, pulling the embarrassed senior's legs apart, fully exposing his ass, balls and hard cock for all to see.

"Ok, I want you to fuck him and while you're doing it, grab his dick and jack him off. I want you both to cum at the same time. When you feel the need to cum, pull out and jack off all over his body. Got it?" Phillip asked.

Sol blushed, but shook his head in acknowledgement. He inserted his hard cock slowly into Tim's butt. Tim cringed a little as Sol inserted his dick. Sol slowly started pumping his hard shaft into him. He grabbed Tim's hard cock and started to jack him off. He pistoned his hard dick into his buddy's butt as he stroked Tim's hard, leaking prick. In a short period of time, both of them were moaning in pleasure. Tim's dick was continuously leaking precum as Sol fucked his ass and jacked his best friend off.

"Oh Gawd, Oh Gawd, I'm going to cum, I'm going to cum." Tim started to shout as he bucked his hips to meet every one of Sol's thrusts.

"I'm going to cum! I'm going to cum!" He continued to yell.

Sol pumped his friend's dick a little faster as he thrust a little harder into his buddy's butt.

"OOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHH GAWD!" Tim shouted, "I'm cummmmmming!"

Tim's cock shot its first volley of cum way over his head onto the floor. Sol jacked Tim's cock again and another volley of cum shot out, this time hitting him in the face. He jacked Tim's cock several more times and each time, Tim shot another rope of cum. He pistoned his dick a few more times into Tim's tight ass which was all it took to get himself on edge. He quickly pulled out his cock and started to jack off. In less than a minute, he was spraying Tim with his baby batter, all over his partner's head, face, chest and stomach. He collapsed on top of his buddy when he finally stopped cumming. The two naked seniors laid there exhausted. Finally, Phillip pulled them apart and got them to their feet.

"Well lookie there," Phillip said when the two were once again facing the crowd. "After all that fucking and jacking, their dicks are still hard."

Sol and Tim looked down at their cocks. They were hard as a rock.

"What the f . . ." they both thought.

Phillip just snickered to himself, the drinks he'd given them were laced with Viagra.

"Ok, who's next?" He asked.

Sixteen hands went straight up in the air.

"Alright, the first ones naked have first dibs."

Sol and Tim were amazed as the clothes went flying and soon there were sixteen naked sophomores with hard dicks lining up. Phillip went around the room, visually inspecting the hard pricks. He selected two out of the crowd. One had a slightly thin, long dick and the other one had a moderately thick cock.

He pushed Tim back down on the coffee table and pulled the kid with the thick dick in front of him. "You can fuck Curry," he said to the thick-dicked stud.

"...and you can fuck Abryo," he said to the thin dicked guy.

The butt plug was removed from Sol's ass and Phillip led him and his fuck buddy out onto the patio. He pulled a long cushion from one of the chaise lounges, threw it on the patio and told Sol to get down on his hands and knees.

"Ok," he said as he turned to Sol's fuck buddy, "fuck his ass."

Sol's partner lined his prick up with Sol's puckered hole and shoved it right down to the cock root. Sol howled as the dick entered his ass, but the guy hesitated only a moment before he started fucking Sol's butthole. Phillip went back into the house and a short time later, another sophomore came out and shoved his hard cock into Sol's mouth. Phillip came back out onto the patio a few minutes later; Sol was on his back being spit roasted with a cock in his ass and one in his mouth.

"Here, use his hard dick as a handle to really pull yourself into him." Phillip laughed as he guided his friend's hand towards Sol's hard cock. "You can fuck `em as long as their dicks are hard."

Phillip burst out laughing, knowing the Viagra coursing through the two seniors' bodies would keep their cocks hard all night long. He went back into the house, pulled a few sophomores from around the coffee table and pushed them onto the patio.

"Here," he said, "start using all of this one's holes too. No sense waiting to get your rocks off."

Lonnie, Randy and Phillip sat back and watched all the action take place, rubbing their dicks through their pants. For over three hours, both seniors had cocks in their hands, one in their mouth and one up their ass. After the guests had blown several loads, they slowly started to leave.

When the last sophomore walked out the door, Tim got up and walked over to Sol on the patio. He looked at his buddy. Cum was dripping from every orifice and was all over his body. He said nothing as he dropped down on one of the chaise lounges. Totally exhausted, he dozed off. When he awakened, the pool and spa lights were the only ones lit; the house was dark. He walked over to Sol and gently shook him awake. Sol moaned as he slowly edged back into consciousness.

"Hey, buddy, we need to go inside."

Tim walked over to the patio door and tried to get in the house.

"Shit!" He exclaimed. "The door is locked."

He walked around to the side door and tried it. It too was locked. He walked around the entire house and tried to get in. All doors and windows were locked.

He walked back onto the patio. Sol was trying to get up.

"No need getting up, we're locked out of the house and since we have no clothes or a car, I think we're stuck out here."

Sol was too tired to care. He grabbed a couple of beach towels he found in the pool's cabana, laid down on one of the chaise lounges, covered himself with the towels and went back to sleep. Soon Tim did the same thing and went sound asleep.

To be continued.

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