It started off as a pattern day, who knew it would end the way it did.

I was only 17 when it happened, and the effect in that stool shillyshally were among my number 1 intimate experiences with another person.

At that age I wasnt a jock, but I had a decent body. I was slim, and my work at the gym was starting to tone my abs. Slight V-lines pointed down to my comely 7 inch dick. I had some quantity of luck with the girls but nix ever went far enough to hold sex. At 16 I had been making out with danielle behind the hall at a party, and I had fingered her under her attire while she rubbed my tool through my pants, we were stopped before anything too grave happened.

Blake Wilson was the openhanded jockstrap in school, we werent champion but we didnt hatred eachother. He had a reputation of being a bad boy and a bully, which may give birth been the reason all the girls found him so sexy.

I knew he seemed grating but never did I think he was capable of the seemingly unprovoked onset on me that changed my life sentence forever.

I had innocently gone to the bath, needing a water. The teacher of that class was a substitute, he was boring me to snag, and probably wouldnt have noticed me missing. So I took my chance to kill some time, went into a stall, sat down, and took my speech sound out. During class time the bathrooms were empty-bellied so I was alone as I began to piddle.

While I was peeing I had heard the audio of the doorway possibility and closing but hadnt even flinched from my telephone. I heard stride but couldnt make out where they had walked. As I finished pissing, I began to feel uneasy as I couldn't hear the footsteps moving anymore, and there was quiet throughout the bathroom. I put my phone back into my trouser pocket and prepared to pull them back up when out of the corner of my eye I saw the lock Menachem Begin to turn. Everyone knew you could unlock the stall doorway with a coin, but I didn't know anyone would actually do it. Probably someone trying to be funny I thought. I stood up ready to pull my pants up but struggled under the pressure.

As my pants slipped from my hands back onto the floor the threshold swung undetermined and i saw blake standing there with a smug, evil looking smiling on his boldness.

"What the ass man ?, get out !"I shouted as my hired man moved to embrace my prick.

William Blake grinning grew wider as he stepped into the with child stall with me."Not a parole"

He calmly replied as he locked the doorway behind himself.

Now I began to finger nervous, I don't know why I didn't deplumate my pants up first but in my state of oncoming scare I reached around Blake and moved for the door.

Out of nowhere he threw a punch. It caught me right on my boldness and sent me reeling backwards against the toilet. Somehow I managed to stay on my feet but the extreme pain echoed through my school principal.

"Youre gon na do exactly what I want to, or I hit you again, get it ?"Blake said smiling.

I looked up, and without saying a word moved forwards trying desperately to reach the door. It was all in vain and he threw an uppercut into my belly. Again I stayed on my feet but now bent two-baser. Coughing for breath. It was clear couldnt have overpowered him. He was at least 5 multiplication strong than me. I went into blow, and was left unable to speak. I found myself trying even though i had no idea what to say. In my caput I knew screaming would be helpless as we were alone in the lav.

While I was bent forward, blake grabbed the back of my head teacher and pushed down. My knee hurt as they hit the concrete floor and I was left looking up at him. Helpless. He gave me another lick to the other buttock and i began to feel dizzy. While I was trying to concentre my vision, I vaguely made out William Blake loosening the clit on his jean. My vision focused in time to see him pull his underclothes down. His dick looked huge as it flopped out, only inches from my face. I could see where this was going and looked at his cheek, shaking my headland, still unable to speak.

"Suck it, I don't wan na hit you again"

I continued to excite my question. He leaned into my nerve and I could smell the smoke on his breath. He took his hired man and grabbed the back of my caput. Blake stood up and began pushing my look towards his gumshoe, I locked my brim closed and tried to extract away. He was too strong but my rima oris was closed, I could smell out the fret from his balls as his dick was pressed against my lock in back talk and expression. He squeezed my hair and my lip sprang spread out to confess in pain. Blake seized his filthy opportunity and forced his dick into my mouth. I could taste it, salty and sweaty, it hit the dorsum of my throat as it began to harden in my mouth.

I heard him laugh as he grabbed my headland with both hand and began to push up his prick in and out of my backtalk.

It was massive. It had gotten even bigger concentrated and tears were streaming down my face as William Blake thrust it in and out of my throat. I began to gag and asphyxiate as he continued the violent throat fucking. I began to twist as I struggled for breath, William Blake just squeezed my pilus tighter and kept pushing against my mouth, his balls pressing into my chin.

When he eventually let go I pushed off of his legs and fell backwards against the toilet bowl. My face was wet from tears and spit as I looked up at him I knew he wasnt finished with me.

He grabbed my throat and pulled me to my understructure."Dont fight back"he said as he began to squeeze my windpipe. I had given up all hope of fighting back, so nodded, hoping that this experience would be over soon.

He turned me to present the back wall and pushed me against it. I put my hands up to give up my face hitting the rampart but blake again grabbed my hair and pushed me against the cold roofing tile. I felt his left hired man trace the bend of my ass, before he pulled away. I guess he put his finger into his mouthpiece because it was wet when i felt it probing against my tight, virgin hole. He pushed harder and his finger's breadth entered me. The feeling was completely new and hurt like underworld, I let out a whimper but that only made William Blake giggle. He pulled his fingerbreadth out and let go of my head.

"Dont fucking move"

I did as I was told and stayed facing the wall. I felt something wet pushing against my hole but it definitely wasnt Blakes finger this time. I felt the brain of his tool press against me. But I was too fast for it to slip in easily. I winced, as he reached to spread my cheeks, i knew this was going to ache. This time when he pressed his head popped into my miserly virgin whoreson. I began to scream but blake grabbed my sass with his other script as he pushed his hawkshaw, inch by inch, into me.

It felt even braggart in my ass than it did in my mouth and he was still pushing. The pain was extreme and I felt full. I couldnt experience his bollock so i knew he wasnt all the way in when he withdrew and left just the head in my ass.

William Blake removed his deal from my mouth and began to choke me as he slammed his pecker back into my ass. Again I tried to shout out but I couldn't while struggling for intimation. I heard him grunt as he began to roll in the hay my ass quicker and harder.

There was nothing I could do but stand there crying, and weakly squirming as this schoolhouse bully drove his huge rooster into my ache and bite asshole. He sped up even faster and I could palpate his orgasm building.

It wasn't long before he grabbed my waist and pulled me backwards into him. My legs began to go feeble as he pumped me full of his cum. I could experience the warm liquid filling my gob as he grunted and held me tight against him.

When he was done he let go and I fell to the floor. He just pulled up his pants, and left the lavatory, leaving me on the story, tears streaming down my face, and cum dripping out of my sore asshole. I didn't know what to feel, I eventually cleaned myself up, and went back to class.

I was right, the teacher didn't even notice I was gone.

I never saw Blake again. Just after the incident he was moved school. Dont know where he ended up. The experience in that lav left me at sea and I had no melodic theme how to feel. That was the first gay experience of my living, and abstruse down I knew it wasnt going to be the hold up .