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Introduction:

A semi true story, will probably write a 'follow up' once i've gotten more experience with erotic writing.

I had known James for a few years now, being one of my first friends at school. He was pretty cool, coming from a semi-wealthy family, therefore having lived quite a varied and interesting life. He was kinda manipulative and controlling, but that never caused too many problems, at least with me.

It was our final day at school and a few people were saying their goodbyes, me being one of them. Most people, including James, were moving up to the next school together, therefore they all knew they'd be seeing each other after the summer. I chose a different school for a variety of reasons, but the main reason was that I didn't really like many people and just wanted a fresh start. I know I said he was cool, but at this stage I didn't really like him. I didn't dislike him either, but I kinda grew frustrated with his ego and lack of care for other people. However, he had asked a few weeks back if I wanted to hang out at his house after school, so we could get ready and hang out before the final 'farewell party'. His house wasn't that far from school and it meant I didn't have to kill time by myself while I waited, so I said yes. The school day came to a close and James approached me.

"Ready?"

I nodded followed him out of school. He lead me down a few streets and we arrived at a surprisingly large house. Don't get me wrong, I'm not from a poor family or anything, but a house this size was certainly way out of my family's price range. He unlocked the door and briefly looked back at me, smirking a little as he saw a small sense of awe on my face. He opened the door and signaled for me to come in, which I did. I sat at the bottom of the stairs as I undid my shoelaces, when his mother came out and greeted us.

"Hey Cameron, nice to finally meet you. Make yourself at home." His mum said with a big smile. She then grabbed a coat off the rack and walked towards the door, looking down at James. "I'm heading out for a bit. You're brother's asleep upstairs so don't wake him.". And with those few words she was gone. James locked the door behind her, slid off his shoes and hung up his coat.

I looked up at him, a little awkwardly as I always feel on edge when in someone's home for the first time.

"What do you wanna do?" James asked, with his usual chipper tone. I shrugged. "How about we hang out in my room?"

"Sure, lead the way."

He grabbed my hand and lead me up the stairs and into his room. It was a pretty large and well decorated room, with cool gadgets, and posters everywhere. We played in there for a couple hours, just chatting about whatever came to mind, but after a while James got a little bored.

"We should probably get ready for the party." He said. I agreed, seeing as it was only an hour away. I went downstairs t grab my bag, which had my suit in it, and I brought it back upstairs.

"Where should I change into this?" I asked.

He shrugged. "The bathroom maybe, you should probably get showered first though."

"Ah, yeah good point."

"We should probably get showered together, make sure we aren't late."

I fell silent briefly, startled by how nonchalantly he said it. "Uh, I think we'll be fine showering separately."

"I don't think we will."

I was probably blushing deep red at this time. "I'm sure we will."

He chuckled. "Why are you being such a baby about this, it'll be like 5 minutes, relax."

Before I could protest further, he put his arm over my shoulder and lead me inside, locking the door behind him. I looked at him quietly, and he just stared back. "You're not gonna shower in your clothes are you? Take them off."

I stayed there quietly a little longer, but instead of stripping off himself he just stood there, eyes fixed on me. I put my glasses on the side then reluctently slid off my shirt, revealing my skinny lightly tanned torso. He smirked a little, watching me intently. I then nervously slipped off my socks and trousers, standing there in just my tight red underwear.

"Those too." James said blankly.

I slowly reached down and took them off, adding them to my pile of clothes on the floor. I now stood there fully naked, while he still just stared at me.

"You hop in, I'll join you in a second."

I opened the shower door and turned it on, waiting briefly for the water to heat up. I then started applying shower gel, acting like everything was normal, when I heard him enter behind me, now fully nude as well. For a while we cleaned ourselves separately, until suddenly I felt a hand gently massaging gel onto my right buttock, squeezing it occasionally.

"Uh-I-I can clean myself James."

He just shushed me gently and kept going, wrapping a second hand around and rubbing my chest softly. I squirmed free from him and turned around to face him. An angered James stared back at me and before I knew what was going on he grabbed my wrists and slammed me against the wall, forcefully slamming his tongue into my mouth. I tried squirming free, but his grip was too strong. I tried calling out, but my cries were muffled by our kiss, and there was no-one to hear it even if it could be heard. As he deepened his kiss, I felt his rock hard penis push against me. He let out a soft moan and then moved his hands from my wrists and placed one on each shoulder, pushing me to the ground.

I stared up at him, the shower still going full force. He stares down at me with a menacing grin, his curly brown hair dripping water onto my face, his erect cock hovering in front of my eyes. "Suck it Cam."

"W-why? No."

He clearly didn't like my answer, as he slapped me hard across the face before forcing my head towards his crotch, slipping his cock between my soft lips and into my wet mouth. Before I knew what was going on he started pounding away at my mouth, thrusting in and out, back and forth. I gagged and choked as he used me, tearing up with every slap of his body against my face. This continued for about 3 minutes, until eventually i felt a liquid squirt down the back of my throat. He pulled out and then that white liquid covered my face. He shut the shower off and ran out, grabbing his phone and taking a photo of me looking up at him, the cum dripping from my mouth and face down the rest of my bare body. I nervously rubbed the cum off of me and got up from my knees, drying myself off as he laughed.

"You tell anyone about this Cameron, and I'll make sure that this photo finds its way to all your friends, new and old. I might even share the video with them if I feel like it. You got that?"

I nod silently.

"Good boy, now go get dressed."

I head over to my clothes, gingerly picking up my underwear.

"Not them, those are mine now."

"B-but-"

"But nothing, hand them over now."

I nervously reach my hand out to him and he yanks them away from me with an evil grin. I get into my suit, as does he, and we leave the bathroom. I see him run into his room, leaving my underwear in there, before he rushes back and leads me back out the house. We walk back to school, a silence accompanying us for the journey. When we arrive he goes off and hangs out with his other friends, while I try my best to enjoy the party. I didn't though.

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