The Nerds - Part 2

All characters are consenting adults (18+)

“I know, babe. Babe, I know, but my grandma needs me to help and I can’t just… Zoe? Zoe? Fuck!”

It’s not that I was shocked, exactly, but how could I turn Charlie down? If I was being honest, I’d never in my life had an enjoyable sexual experience with Zoe, and there was only so many times I could fake an orgasm. Perhaps Charlie had done me a favour, but I was certain that I’d have a lot of apologising to do on Monday.

I paced the bedroom and my heart hammered in my chest. My cock continued to throb as I imagined my first encounter with the nerds, but I couldn’t shake the nerves. I’d spent years humiliating people like them and now the tables had turned. Sure, I was turned on, but how far would they go?

Charlie had surprised me, indeed. The quiet little loser had turned out to be a depraved monster outside the school gates, but what about the others? Were all nerds complete sex freaks? Was David actually a sadist? Was Oliver a pervert? The idea of it caused a string of pre-cum to drip from the end of my erection, but lately, it hadn’t taken much to arouse me.

By seven thirty I was ready to go. I decided to wear the same clothes I’d worn all day because the sweet ripeness kept me horny on my journey. It still baffled me that in the space of just a few months, Charlie had turned me into a desperate slut. Prior to our chance encounter, I was a completely normal young man with a secret interest in men. Now, however, I was different.

He didn’t live far. The town was relatively small so rather than driving, I decided to walk the few blocks to get some air. The summer was coming to an end but the evening was still warm, and I felt beads of sweat line my body as I anticipated what the next two days had in store.

Truthfully, I was surprised that the nerds were even allowed to have sleepovers. Sure, they were all adults, but they gave off the impression that their parents still bought their underwear for them. I looked down at the waistband of my own ones and remembered that it was my dad who’d purchased them, but shrugged.

The house was detached from those around it. There was nothing particularly special about the place, and it looked like every other family home on the street. The area itself was quiet and the sun was slowly disappearing in the distance as I walked toward the long drive and felt my phone buzz in my pocket. I pulled it out, saw it was a message from Charlie, and swiped it open.

“Take off all your clothes out on the street and put them in the garbage can on the way in”.

I read the message again. It was a joke, surely. I looked to my right, and just five or six houses down, and elderly man mowed his front lawn. Yes, he was oblivious to me, but how on earth could I strip right here? I replied with a laughing emoji and continued forward until I received another message.

“Do it or you’re not getting inside”.

I looked up now. At the top window of Charlie’s house, the curtains were pulled back and the three nerds watched on. How could they seriously expect me to do something so deranged? I raised my arms but they continued to glare at me.

“Fucking nerds” I growled, back stepping onto the road and scanning it once more. Other than the old man, it appeared that there was nobody else. I took some deep breaths. Had this been any other time, I would have walked my ass right back home, but Charlie had been edging me for weeks, and now I was desperate for release.

I closed my eyes and wondered what the fuck I was doing, but quickly shed my clothes, right there on the street. As I pulled my t-shirt off and shoved my shorts down, I braced for a scream or a punch. How many people in the area were watching? How many would watch later on their Ring doorbells? I felt nauseas, but I’d gotten this far, and when I was completely naked on the road, I bundled my clothes up and dumped them into the trash can before grabbing my junk and sprinting toward the door. Up above, the nerds howled with laughter.

“Let me in!” I hissed, banging on the door and checking back over my shoulder as the warm wind whipped around my naked body. “Charlie, let me in!”

It felt like a lifetime before they finally pulled open the front door. The three of them had great, big shit-eating grins on their faces, and when I tried to barrel through them, they used all of their combined strength and shoved me back out.

“What?” I hissed, still cupping my cock and balls.

“Apologise to David” Charlie ordered, his eyes trailing my muscular body.

“I will!” I spat, “just let me inside!”

“Apologise to him now”.

I rolled my eyes. I could feel my cheeks burning red, but I glared at the skinny geek and sighed. “I’m sorry, David”.

“Sorry for what?” He asked, a smug grin showing.

I tightened my jaw and looked around once more. “Sorry for calling you a faggot, alright? Now just let me inside!”

“Ah, ah” Charlie said, stopping me once more. “Who’s the real faggot here?”

They were purposely humiliating me now. I took a deep breath before answering.

“Me”

“Me, what?”

“Me master”.

“Say it” he said, “say it out loud”.

Had my hands not been clasped around my junk, I would have clenched my fists. “I’m the only faggot here” I said, defeated, “now please let me in”.

“Do star jumps” David chimed in, and my eyes widened. How could this guy even think of ordering me around?

“Yeah” Oliver chirped, watching me excitedly, “ten of them”.

I was beginning to think I’d made a mistake by coming here, but I couldn’t waste anymore time. I glared at them as I began, and the trio cackled with laughter as my meaty cock bounced up and down with each jump. When I finally finished, they parted and I rushed into the house.

“You guys suck” I growled, but before I had a chance to turn back around, I felt something tight wrap around my neck.

“Your collar, slave” Charlie told me, and the three of them wrestled me to my knees. Despite their scrawny statures, together they were too strong for me. I sat back on my ankles and looked up at them.

“Before we begin” Charlie continued, as they stood around me. “You have to call us Sir or Master at all times, is that understood, slave?”

I gulped but nodded. “Yes Master”.

“You do everything we say, too” Oliver added, pushing his glasses up his nose.

“Yes Sir” I replied, because despite the evident humiliation, I was glad to be inside, and even more glad to be this close to having my first decent sexual encounter.

“He’s got a nice cock” David said, and I smirked. I’d always been proud of my meat, but I was even more proud now that I could show it off to three nerds who almost certainly had tiny little worms in their pants.

“That reminds me” Charlie said, and I watched, increasingly horrified, as he took something from the pocket of his hoodie and crouched down. “You won’t be needing your cock for much this weekend” he smiled, and began to squeeze and slide something heavy around my shaft.

“Oh fuck” I moaned, as he clicked things and locked things, and even when he stood back up, it took me a moment to realise what had happened. I stared down at my locked little package. My cock had gone from semi-erect at almost six inches, to packed away inside a steel cage, and I gawped up at him as he grinned.

“Let’s go, slave” he said, as David attached a leash to the back of my collar, and suddenly I was being led forward toward a door. “We’re going to play in the basement this weekend, but don’t worry, my parents won’t be back until Monday”.

The place was cold and damp, and when the naked bulb burst on, I couldn’t believe my eyes. There was an old mattress in the corner, with thick wooden rafters across the ceiling, and a battered sofa in front of one of those old televisions with the large backs. I crawled across the concrete behind them until they stopped.

“Are you sure this is what you want, slave?” Oliver asked, and I cringed at being spoken to like a piece of dirt by a guy who I’d spent so long treating like a piece of dirt. I cringed again at my answer.

“Yes Sir”.

The trio grinned as David switched on the television and they all kicked out of their shoes. “Come on” Charlie said, leading me toward the front of the sofa, “it’s about time you used that mouth for something productive”.

They all sat next to each other as I remained kneeling before them. One by one, the nerds began to peel off their socks, until six bare feet looked back at me. They scrunched their toes playfully as they giggled away like idiots, before Charlie clicked his fingers. “Lick and suck every inch, slave” he demanded, “and if you miss a single spot, that big butt of yours is in for it”.

He stretched his leg out until his right foot was inches from my face. I grimaced for a moment as I imagined what an actual foot would taste like, but when the warm, ripe stench began to fill my nostrils, I felt my cock swell inside the tiny cage.

“I told you he’d like it” Oliver chuckled, “I always knew he was a bitch”.

On any other occasion, being insulted by a nerd would have resulted in said nerd’s nose being broken, but how could I argue now? I was naked, caged and collared, and the three of them watched as I took Charlie’s foot by the ankle, and gingerly ran my tongue from the bottom to the top. I felt him shiver.

“It feels good” he told the others, and they all stared at me as I continued.

It might have felt good for Charlie, but, rather unbelievably, it felt amazing for me. The depravity of the whole thing was making my nub leak onto the concrete, and I continued to lick and suck every inch of Charlie’s foot until it was damp with saliva. “Toes, slave” he said, wiggling them, and one by one, I sucked each of his toes between my lips and slathered them with my tongue.

“Me next!” David demanded, once I’d cleaned both of Charlie’s feet. I shuffled over to him and repeated the process. His feet were softer and sweeter, and after almost ten minutes of hearing the nerd gasp and giggle, it was Oliver’s turn.

“Between the toes, slave” he said, so I pushed my tongue between each toe, cleaning and swallowing everything as I went.

My tongue and jaw ached when I was finally finished, and I sat back and waited for my next task. The television was now playing behind me, but I had no interest in that. Charlie looked down at me and smirked.

“I bet you want to suck something else now, huh?” He grinned, and I nodded eagerly.

I’d be lying if I said that I hadn’t fantasised about Charlie’s cock since day one. I wanted to worship it more than anything else in the world, and I watched with excitement in my eyes, as the young nerd began to rub his crotch.

“You really want something in your throat, don’t you, slave?”

“Y… Yes Master”.

“You want your lips stretched around something thick, huh?”

“Yes Master!”

“You want to feel it slide deep inside you, and choke on it like a slut”

“Oh fuck” I moaned, as my cock strained again, “please, Master!”

The three of them burst into laughter a moment later, and I watched on, confused.

“Here you go” David said, and threw a huge, floppy dildo at me. I managed to catch it, and felt the weight in my hands.

“What the fuck is this?” I asked, staring at the thing which looked to be about ten inches long.

“You’re going to train yourself while we watch” Oliver smiled, “mouth and asshole”, and now it was his turn to throw an identical dildo in my direction, and it flopped to the floor as I gawped.

“One in your butt” he said.

“And one down your throat” David added.

“Now hurry up, slave” Charlie smirked, “and then maybe we’ll consider giving you the real thing”.