Shower Spy - Part 3

I did it again. I'm sorry. I started writing this as a short, and now I can't stop. Forgive me... 

Anyway, here's part three, and coming up tomorrow is part two of a commission piece that people enjoyed, Friday is a short, and Saturday is Ivygate! Might do another poll over the weekend to let you guys have your say for next week, too :) 

All characters are consenting adults (18+)

My mind raced. How had it all gone so terribly wrong? All I wanted to do was catch a glimpse of them naked, and now I’d gotten caught, and they were back in control. I wanted to punch myself for being so stupid.

Dane hadn’t given me any indication of what they planned on doing to me. I was almost certain that it would involve some sort of humiliating torture, but as of yet, they hadn’t alluded to what type of torture it would be.

The toilets were a personal favourite of theirs, and I’d already been summoned to them first thing the following morning, so my guess was that I’d be spending the first half of the day soaked in toilet water.

They’d noticed the cum stains, too, but surprisingly, they hadn’t seemed too shocked by that. Maybe they knew I was a pervert now. A stupid, dumb, idiotic pervert who’d fucked his entire life up.

I hardly slept that night. My mind played the scene on repeat until I couldn’t bring myself to think about it anymore. I got up, got dressed and arrived to school in record time, because all I could do now was get it over with.

The toilets were eerily quiet at that time. Most people preferred to arrive as late as they possibly could to avoid spending any unnecessary seconds in school. I pushed into each of the stalls and found the cleanest toilet to wait in, because I was certain that before long, my head would be inside it.

As the minutes passed, I couldn’t help but remember the scenes that had played out in the showers. Were they gay? Surely they couldn’t be, but it had seemed pretty damn gay to me! Plus, it didn’t look like the first time they’d played the game either, and Dane seemed to be very interested in Kyle being the one to do the sucking. None of it made sense, but I guess that didn’t matter now.

The door opened, closed and then locked a moment later, and I took a deep breath as my heart thumped in my chest. I heard the first stall open. Then the second, and finally, the last.

“There you are” Lee said, and pushed inside next to me.

I glanced over his shoulder and waited for the others to pile in, too, but a few seconds later, I realised he was alone.

“What?” He asked, when I cocked a brow, but I simply shook my head. “Alright, well, I’d like a blowjob please”.

A silence fell.

Had Lee Harmon just asked me for a blowjob? Scratch that, had Lee Harmon just politely asked me for a blowjob? I gawped at him, and he stared back like I was the weird one.

“Dude?” He said, waving his hand, “can I please have a blowjob?”

I had no words. One of the hottest guys in school was asking me to suck his dick. This wasn’t bullying. This wasn’t humiliating or degrading, or anything like I had expected the start of my day to be like. I opened my mouth to respond, but nothing came out.

“Fine” he sighed, and turned on his heel.

“Wait!”

He looked back.

“You… You want me to… To… Suck your dick?” I gasped, and he nodded. “Right here?” He nodded again. “Right now?”

“Look, man” he said, “if you don’t want to, I can just –”

“I do!” I snapped, “I mean… Yeah, I can do that”.

Lee turned back around and unzipped his pants, and I watched him in complete disbelief. Was this really happening? Lee had tormented me for years, alongside the other goons, and yet, here he was, being almost kind.

He popped open the button, undid his belt, and fished inside his underwear before pulling out his impressive cock, that I’d seen already.

“I’ve um… I’ve never done this before” I said, staring down at his meat as he began to stroke it.

“Just sit on the toilet and put it in your mouth” he shrugged, “I’ll do the rest”.

I still couldn’t believe what was happening. Perhaps he was only doing this until the others arrived, at which point, my head would most certainly be flushed down the toilet. Regardless, I wasn’t about to pass up an opportunity like this, and so I slowly lowered myself onto the toilet seat, and stared at his beautiful prick.

“Well open it then” he said, and mindlessly, I obeyed.

My heart felt as though it would explode at any second. I watched as he shuffled closer, his shoes screeching on the piss drenched tiles, and then felt the soft flesh of his cock against my bottom lip.

“Ready?” He asked, and I nodded eagerly.

His helmet was pale pink, and the scar around his shaft looked relatively fresh. Perhaps he’d been cut recently, but what did that matter? His cock was heavy, and I felt the vein underneath rub against my mouth as he fed himself deeper.

“Cover your teeth” he told me, and I remembered hearing the same thing being told to Kyle, yesterday. “Yeah, like that” he purred.

The taste was delicious. His flavour was a mixture of freshness and something slightly ripe. It wasn’t particularly strong, but perhaps a little salty. I closed my mouth around it, and instinctively flicked the smooth tip with my tongue. Lee let out a sharp breath as his pants fell to his ankles.

“I always liked you, man” he said, closing his hands around my head, “I know I’ve been a bit shitty, but you know how it is in high school, right?”

Wrong. But I didn’t have much of an option to speak in that moment. Despite that, Lee’s half ass apology was rather nice to hear, and so I took more of his hardening cock into my mouth, until the head hit the back of my throat, and I choked on it.

“You’ll get used to it” he whispered, running his fingers through my hair, “you’ll be an expert in no time”.

As I acclimatised to the feeling of my throat being invaded by Lee’s hard cock, he began to pump slowly. There was nothing rough or aggressive about it, which was absurd to me considering that Lee, by his very nature, was rough and aggressive.

I found myself enjoying it even more than I expected, and then came the droplets of pre-cum that filled my mouth with flavour, and made my own cock throb in my pants.

His breathing became heavier as he fucked my mouth, and so did mine. I learned quickly that I had to time each breath so as not to pass out, but after almost ten minutes of gagging on him, I’d become quite good at it.

“You’re a natural” he told me, grunting as he pumped, “the guys are gonna’ love you”.

My eyes widened. What did he mean by that? Surely the others would be far less interested in my mouth, and far more interested in beating the living shit out of me. I had no time to think about it now, anyway.

Lee held my head in place and began to slam his cock harder. My throat made noises that I hadn’t heard before, and a moment later, he stiffened up and moaned.

“I’m gonna cum, man” he almost whimpered, “right in your belly”.

I didn’t care. I could only think of one other place I’d want Lee Harmon to cum, so my belly would do perfectly.

My cheeks ballooned unexpectedly. I wasn’t a big cummer, and I hadn’t had much experience with porn, either, so I wasn’t exactly sure what the average load size was. Lee’s however, did not seem average.

Sperm exploded into my mouth and down my throat. I began coughing the stuff up as he thrust harder. Cum flooded down my nostrils, seeped out from my lips, and shot into my stomach, and I knew that all I’d have to do is fucking look at my own cock and I’d blow a load, too.

He gasped, grunted and hissed, and finally, Lee stepped back, and his wet, dripping cock hung limply between his muscular legs.

“That was good” he said, “stand up and open your shirt”.

I barely heard him over the sound of my heart. That had been the best thing I’d ever experienced, and nothing, not even a swirly, could take away from that now. I had no idea why he wanted me to open my shirt, but I was beyond caring. I got to my feet, unbuttoned my shirt, and watched as he pulled a permanent marker from his bag.

Lee made one small line down the left side of my chest, and stuck the cap back on before fastening his belt.

“What’s that for?” I asked, chin to chest as I looked down at it.

“Dane’s idea” he shrugged, “every guy who uses you is gonna do it. I think he wants your whole body covered before the end of the year”.

I laughed, and quickly stopped laughing when I realised that Lee was serious.

“Sorry, what now?” I asked, and he shrugged again.

“You fucked up, man” he told me, “you know what Dane’s like. Did you think it was going to be easy?”

I gawped as Lee pulled his backpack on and rubbed my cheek.

“Don’t worry about it” he smiled, “you’ll get used to it, remember?”

With those words, the bell sounded and Lee left me alone.

What the fuck had I gotten myself into?