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Dude, watching you out on the mat was impressive. This tight white singlet did nothing to hide the boner you popped as you dominated your opponent. As you pinned him down, it looked like your cock was trying to escape. It was tented a good ten inches towards your defeated opponent’s lycra clad ass. You seem to get aroused wrestling with other guys and showing them that you are the better man. 

I can help you out with it, if you would like me to, sir. I would be honored to service your obviously superior cock.

He was struggling and fighting against the restraints. As I described what we were planning to do to him his eyes got wide and he shook his head side to side. He obviously did not like the idea of being raped by me and my friends. He still thought of himself as a straight man. He could not imagine our cocks penetrating his virgin holes, using him as a fuck toy. His mind was fighting it, but the boner in his boxer briefs was giving away the fact that his body wanted to be used. We had seen him checking us out in the gym, and had pegged him as a faggot. He was so far in the closet that he did not even realize himself that he was hungry for dick. We decided, that for his own good, we would help him out.

We had seen this before. The only way for a fag like him to understand his role in life, was to show him what he was made for, serving real men. It’s not really rape, because his body is asking for it, even if his mind is fighting against it. We knew that after a couple of weeks bent over taking cock after cock, he would learn to understand his place as a cum dump.

If we were honest with ourselves we would admit that forcing him to take our cocks and showing him what he was meant for, was not entirely an altruistic act on our part. We enjoyed the look on his face as we popped his cherry “against his will”. There was a certain amount of joy in cunting this “straight man”. If we were totally honest, his struggles made us hard.

But deep down, we knew that raping him was a noble act that would benefit everyone in the long run. We were good guys.

The guys were horny and needed a way to get off. They voted almost unanimously (final vote was five to one) to make Pete into their fuck toy. He would serve all of their needs and desires. It was decided that pete would be bent over and spit roasted again and again until the five other guys had fully emptied their balls into him. It would take a full weekend of pounding his tight, virgin holes before they were satisfied and fully drained. It hurt and was humiliating, but on Sunday night, when he dragged his stretched out, cum filled cunt home, he thought it was finally over. He was wrong, this was not going to be a one time thing, pete would end up filled with fuck spunk for the rest of his life. Anytime, anyplace these young men needed to get off, pete was used. What was worse was that his “friends” started sharing his holes with others (his cunt was too good to keep a secret). Soon most of the guys in the county, knew that pete could be used to bust a nut into.

The group decided that they would take one last photo, while Pete was still their friend and still a man. After this pete would be neither. After this weekend pete would be nothing more than a cum dump. So the commemorative photo above was taken. All of them innocent and young. Pete still having hopes that this was a joke. 

The photo ended up in the school yearbook with the caption “Pete Johnson – Most likely to …..”