This story is a work of fiction and all characters are 18+
It’s prom night and this torturous high school journey was finally going to end. Fives years of being bullied and alone. Five years of ridicule just because of my naturally feminine body and smooth hairless skin. Granted, with my shoulder length hair, slim body and delicate facial features, nobody would bat an eye if I accidentally walked into the girls washroom. I suppose my timid demeanour and shyness are inviting qualities for bullies who get off on the feeling of superiority.
My main bully – let’s call him E – was very popular, the captain of the basket ball team, in fact. He was also decently smart. He never bullied me in the open, where he risks tainting his reputation. He and his lackeys find opportunities when we’re alone to push me around. They call me cruel names, give me wedgies, and sometimes pull my pants down in the washroom to laugh at my small penis. They even took pictures of me with my pants down, and then send them to me occasionally to remind me what could happen if I tell my parents or the teachers about their behaviour.
Well, I would wake up from this nightmare after tonight. Sitting quietly in the corner of the house, I engaged in my favourite hobby – people watching.
The popular girls, dressed in their sluttiest clothes, were using this post-prom party as their last opportunity to bask in the adoration of the horny nerds, jocks, and geeks alike. The single boys wore their fanciest clothes, trying to finish their school year by living the dream of losing their virginity on prom night.
Here’s a couple that’s just reconciling from a fight; they’re probably going to have make up sex later. Over there, a girl getting jealous when she caught her boyfriend checkout the girl with the huge racks. How cliché. Oh and there, that couple, sitting in the shadowy corner, unable to contain their lust, is getting handsy with each other right there in public. She’s groping his bulge while he slipped his hands into her blouse, caressing her modest boobs.
I feel an immense sense of joy when I saw E and his girlfriend getting into a heated argument. E stood there with his group of lackeys at his back, emphatically waved his hands as his girlfriend point her dainty finger in his face, saying something I could not hear, but was definitely taking him down a peg or two. He tried to get in a word or two, but she bulldozed right over him as he looked increasingly uncomfortable. A couple minutes later, stalked angrily away. Seeing the frustration on E’s face made me grin, and that was the biggest mistake I would make.
He suddenly glanced at my direction and caught me grinning, A flash of anger burned in his eyes and it sent shivers down my spine. Oh no, what have I done, I thought to myself. He made his way over to my corner and loomed over me, his group of lackeys fanned out behind him, secluding me from the rest of the party. Behind them, I can see people quietly slipping away, not wanting to be in an uncomfortable situation involving one of the popular guys. Fear spread across my body and I started to shake. I opened my mouth, but only a hoarse whimper escape my throat.
E grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled me off my chair. “You think this is funny,” he growled, “you little bitch?”
“Who are you to laugh at me? You think you are a real girl, with your skinny body and small wasit? You have no tits you sissy faggot”, he said as he roughly twisted my nipples, sending a stab of pain causing me to cry out. He effortlessly picked up my petite body and carried me up the stair into one of the empty rooms on the second floor. He threw me onto the guest bed and pinned me down with one hand on my throat. I froze in fear.
“She broke up with me on prom night, that bitch. I’m not jerking off on prom night, of all nights,” he said with simmering anger, “You want to be a girl? How about you learn how to get fucked like one?”. There’s a tone of heavy disdain in his voice, but also a hint of excitement?
Hearing those words, my panic returned and I flailed and kicked with renewed vigour. Oh god, he is so strong. His hands were so big and did not budge one bit as I struggled. His grip tightened and I start to feel light headed from the lack of air. ZZZZZPPPP, I heard the fabric in my pants tore as it is being ripped from my legs. “Nooooo! Nooo! Please, oh please, please please!” I mumbled incoherently. My shirt followed shortly after, exposing my petite frame and nipples. He flipped me onto my stomach and restrained both my wrists behind my back with one hand; with the other hand, he yanked down my underwear, revealing my hairless bottom and tiny penis for all to see. I glanced behind me and saw a couple of his lackeys looked very uncomfortable and backed out of the room; but the three remaining ones looked turned on, eager even. E was lost in what appears to be anger and lust. He aggressively grabbed my bubble butt with his free hand and squeezed hard. One of the lackeys walked to the front of the bed where my face lied and unzipped his pants, pulling out his raging hard-on. “If you bite me, I am going to kill you, do you understand?” he said to me, to which I numbly nodded.
He pushed his sweaty average sized cock into my gasping mouth and groaned. Soundlessly, I cried as tears stream down my face. It only took 30 seconds before he blew his virgin load into my mouth. It was thick, hot, disgusting, and there was a lot of it. It filled my mouth and dripped down my chin. I choked a little bit in between my sobs, adding my slobber to the trail of cum on my face. A moment later, another cock was shoved into my mouth. This one was much bigger. It was so big it can barely fit into my mouth. He fucked my mouth like a cock sleeve as I gagged and cried. In between thrusts, I gasped for air and swallowed the cum that was in my mouth in the process. It was bitter, pungent, slimy, with a tiny hint of sweetness. Mixed with my saliva, it was disgusting. The thought of it made me cry harder.
Then a sudden stab of pain from my asshole overshadowed everything else. Something thick was just pushed in without any lubrication and tore me apart. It hurt. Oh god it hurt. He was not gentle. He gave me no time to adjust to the intrusion and started to fuck my ass hard and rough. My insides burned. My tearful sobbing turned into brutal screams of pain.
There I was, being spit roasted by my bullies, in the guest bedroom of this house. Loud music from downstairs muffled my screams. They took turns raping me for hours, several times each. They came in my ass and my mouth. They made me suck on their cum covered cocks after fucking my ass with it. They called me cruel names, told me that I was a slut, because only a slut would get fucked like this. They told me my penis was so small it was useless anyway, so I should just submit to real men. They told me that if I wore some make up, I might look pretty enough to be a girl, and for some reason, that stuck with me and made me a little bit proud.
After they finished raping me, they left the room, leaving the door open. I curled up in the bed, with my clothes in tatters, cum leaking out of both holes and covering my body. I hugged myself and sobbed quietly. I felt so embarrassed and ashamed. Especially because I can feel the wetness of my own cum, from multiple hands free orgasms, soiling the bedsheets.Years later, as I put on makeup, making myself the prettiest sissy I could be, I would still think about this event and feel my tiny clit throb and drip.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ijn96b/straight_but_feminine_boy_raped_by_bullies
Fucking fuck, that’s fucking amazing
Very hot story!