A Story

This story is fictional and it is not meant to offend anyone who has gone through a traumatic event in their lives.

Part 1

My name is David and today is the day I turn eighteen. I would be jumping for joy because I am somewhat an adult now but I am also pissed. Not because I turned eighteen but because my first semester at college begins today as well. I’ve always known I would go to college just as I have always known that I was gay. I am not a flamboyant type of gay even though I consider myself the bottom, I’ve always had this thing that whatever happens in my gay life stays between me, myself, and I. my family knew I was gay its just that we never actually talked about it. But it was ok they understood and let me be myself. I love movies, videogames, and sports. I do have a sense of humor, you have to have one if you wanted to survive my family. But I am not a virgin I lost my virginity when I was fifth teen to the sixteen year old neighbor. Like any straight guy that questions his sexuality he stops talking to me and avoided me as much as possible.

The day goes by quickly because the teachers just go over the syllabus and let us leave afterward. It was around three in the afternoon I walk into the class room, it’s my English class, and it’s a big white room with lots of chairs and a small stage at the front of the class. My teachers name is Mr. Acosta he’s actually pretty hot for a teacher tall, dark and handsome. I sit in the back just kind of nervous in the first day and I am the type of person that gets embarrassed easily. As I was taking my notebook out of my bag a blond guy sits next to me. I still haven’t control my staring with all the hot guys here at campus. I must have looked silly because I had both hands inside my back pack and looking at this guy with my mouth wide open. He looks at me and I look away as quickly as possible trying to play it off. The class begins and the teacher stars handing out the syllabus, for the next hour or so I try to find a way to stare at the hot blond guy next to me. So what I did was to scratch my head on the right side so I can tilt my head and look at him with out been so obvious. I look at him he has short blond hair; his eyebrows are blond, blue eyes, well built and is wearing baggy clothes.

I then turn my attention to his back pack witch he has on the floor in the middle of his legs. It is a camouflage back pack “he’s in the army” I say in my head and my dick twitches in my pants. I never wanted anyone so bad in my life but this guy is to hot for me. I am around one eighty and have no muscular arms, I don’t have a six pack, and I do have a small case of acne. But people have told me that my eyes and lips are very attractive, big brown eyes that when used properly can get someone horny and my lips well “fish lips” is what my brother calls them. I was so deep in my thoughts that I didn’t notice that I was still looking at him while scratching my head. As I come back to reality I see that he is looking at me funny, I smile and turn my head slowly to the paper on my desk. As I turned my head I could feel that I am turning red as well and I could have sworn that I heard him chuckle. Anyways as the days went by I came to the conclusion that this hot blond army guy was to hot for me and was no longer interested in him. During the months of August and September I was getting laid by a guy I met on craigslist. He had a dorm room and we fucked every chance we got on his bed, the kitchen counter, against the fridge, on top a coffee table, against the wall and sometime against the door. It was around mid week on the first week of October and my English class finished quickly.

A man around his thirties walked up to the front of the class to talk to the teacher, I waited in my desk because I wanted to ask the teacher about the test next week. The man began to yell at the teacher, the way he yelled sacred me for some reason that I just got my stuff and walked out of the class room. Then next week was here test day I was so nervous that I wanted to throw up. I was early to class and waited outside, the door was locked, and as I am looking around I see a bald man in his mid thirties. The man was staring at me at first he didn’t look attractive but when I saw him again he was getting hotter by the second. He was bald, tan, had glasses, was wearing a dark blue polo shirt, he had nice built arms, his chest almost ripped through his shirt and was sitting down at a bench about twenty feet away from me. He then got up and motioned to me to follow him, I am not the one to turn down a hot piece of ass like that but class was about to begin in a couple of minutes. “What the hell?” I thought to myself and followed the man to the restroom at the end of the hall. I walk in there are only four stalls and he goes into the handicap one, I follow him into the stall my heart racing with excitement. This is not my first dick but it is my first time in the school restroom.

As soon as he closes the door he pushes me with his whole body to the wall that divides both stalls. He then puts both of my hands on top of the divider and start humping my ass, through his kaki pants I could feel his dick growing. I say it was a good eight inches not too thick but not to small either, he then puts both my hands under his left hand still on top of the divider. With his right hand he pulls my pants down exposing my ass to him, he then humps my ass again for a little while. His dick is in full potential as he rubs his dick between my ass. Then with his right hand he unbuttons his pants my heart races now because I want his dick up my ass so bad. He then spits twice on is to lube his dick and the other to lube my ass. Then he shoves all eight inches of dick inside at once, I scream in pain but he quickly places his right hand over my mouth. Luckily for me he waits for me to get used to his fuck tool, after the pain goes away pleasure follows. He starts fucking me slowly his left hand still holding both my hands up in the divider and his right hand still over my mouth. His rhythm then increases to the point where his balls are quickly slapping my ass over and over again. I moan in his hand and I could hear his breathing next to my right ear.

He whispers some dirty talk to me like “You like it”, “I love your tight ass”, “I am going to nail you to the wall” and my favorite “You’re so much better than a chick”. He fucks me for about five minutes and I was enjoying every second of it and with out touching my dick I cum in between the divider and my stomach. He then slows down and thrust his dick deeper into my ass; he then takes his dick out of my ass and comes all over my ass. He then lets go of me while I am still looking at the wall replaying everything in my head. He then takes a deep breath pulls his pants up and leaves, I close the door and clean myself up. I am now ready to take the test even though I am late for it I am sure the teacher doesn’t mind me been late. I gather myself up and walk out of the restroom as if nothing had happen my knees were shaking because that might be the best dick I have ever had. I was about twenty feet away from the class door when something stops me dead in my tracks. The man that was yelling at the teacher last week walks in with something in his hand and closes the door. BANG!!!

I could hear people screaming inside and several gunshots go off. I am trying to breath but it seems that I couldn’t and what’s worse is that I can’t move either. I am parlayed with fear I try to move but I cant it seems that the harder I tried the less my legs would budge. Then all of a sudden the classroom door opens with the rest of the students trying to escape. Everyone is running and screaming at the same time trying to find a refuge. It was a big class so about forty students went into other class rooms screaming while other headed for the doors that lead outside. I then got control of my limbs just in time to hide from the gun man that was leaving the classroom and into the lobby of the building. The building had two floors but it had a lot of long hallways. I manage to run towards the door with my back pack in hand, I kept looking around to see if the gun man was around. I was nearly at the doors when I heard gun shots I drop to the floor thinking to myself that I had been shot. I was wrong of course but the gun man was coming from the other side of the lobby. The gun man locked all doors and was shooting at anyone who tried to escape, there were at least twenty people trying to open the doors. All of them were been shot my breath was still uneven and I put my hand on top of my mouth. The last person to get shot was the guy that fucked me in the restroom; he fell to the ground on his side. I look in horror at what was happening, he tried to get up but before he could the gun man stood over him and shot him in the head at point blank range. I pressed my hand more tightly to my mouth afraid that I would throw up and get shot. I was lying on the floor next to a small couch sitting area and the gun man then starts to head my way.

Once again I couldn’t move I was parlayed with fear, my thoughts ran wild I thought I was going to die here. The gun man passes by me, as he does he reloads his gun his pockets are full of ammunition. He then goes to a hall opens doors and starts shooting at anything that moved, some of the doors that were locked he tried to kick down and if he couldn’t get through he shot some rounds through the door. I manage to get control again and got up and ran back to the class room I didn’t know why but it was the safest place now he wouldn’t come back to the room. I stopped at the door and turn to see behind me just to make sure that the gun man didn’t see me. Then someone throws themselves at me I scream but no loud enough for the gun man to hear. It’s the hot blond soldier he has been shot in the shoulder “please” he says to me in a whisper. “Okay” I respond with a whisper I put his arm around my shoulder and drag him out of the classroom. In the distance I can hear gun shots and screaming, I didn’t know where I was going. I then remember seeing a supply closet next to the men’s restroom, I drag my companion to the closet and hoped to god it wasn’t locked. As we reached the door I stuck out my now bloody hand and turned the knob to my surprise is wasn’t lock. The closet was about ten feet wide and long and all along the three walls where bookshelves with…supplies. As I was closing the door behind us I could hear people crying and pleading for their lives but they were silenced by the gun. I laid the soldier in the middle of the room on his back, I looked everywhere for a towel or something to stop the bleeding. I found a bunch of black plastic bags I got a few and put them against his right shoulder.

The soldier grunted he was in a lot of pain and there was nothing I could do, I was next to him on my knees. I tried my best to comfort him saying that “we will be all right”, “Just hang on”, and lastly “Hang on think about the person you love” I said that because if I was in his situation I would hang on to dear life for the people I love. The soldier then looks up with fear; it takes me a moment to see what he was looking at. I look behind me and my eyes widen, the shooter is on the door way looking at us. I did close the door but I didn’t lock the door tears begin to come down my eyes as I knew this is the end. The shooter then closes the door and walks towards us, “are you two fags together” he says in a calm but intimidating voice. My breathing became heavy I try to say something but nothing comes out, he then kick me to the floor and puts his whole body on top of me. The shooter than looks at the soldier “have you fucked him yet” the shooter says while on top of me. I cry trying to plead with him but he just ignored me, the soldier was loosing too much blood to answer or to even more. I try to push the shooter off of me but he puts the gun to my head. “Shut up fag” the shooter yells at me “I am going to show you how real man fuck” he then lifts himself enough to rip down my pants with his right hand. I cry louder and try to tell me to stop the shooter then hits me in the head with the gun. It almost felt like a dream I felt light headed and couldn’t concentrate right. As I started to get my senses back I feel a sharp pain in my ass I scream in pain. The soldier tries to get up and push the shooter away but he is too weak, the soldier watches as the shooter begins to fuck me. I scream in pain as the shooter thrust his hips deeper in me, the shooter grunts and yells “fuck yeah” the shooter then begins to fuck me harder and harder. The pain only increases with every thrust, my nails are digging into the floor and my eyes are closed tightly. It felt like hours of excruciating pain, the gun was still pointed to my head.

The shooter than gives one last violent thrust that makes my body jerk forward, I scream in pain. The shooter screams in pleasure as he stays on top of me for a while. “That’s how you fuck a fag” says the shooter to the barely conscience soldier. He gets up and puts his pants back on, he then points the gun at me. I watch him by the corner of my eye I didn’t move, even breathing seemed to hurt. He gives a laugh that was pure evil like he would do it over and over again. He then stops laughing and stares at my ass for a while. He then pulls his pants back down and decides to fuck me again. I struggle to get him off and the soldier couldn’t do anything but shake his head. The shooter than points the gun at the soldier’s forehead “If you make one sound I pull the trigger” the shooter then sticks his dick one more time into my ass. As he fucks me he is fucking me without mercy he wants me to yell in pain so he can have an excuse to pull the trigger. With all the strength that I have I keep my mouth shut and hope that he finishes soon. With in ten minutes he screams in pleasure again “you’re a good boy” he tells me. He gets up and steps back looking at his doing, he pulls his pants back up. He was about to say something when a noise coming from outside stopped him. He goes running out the door and into the lobby, I cry but at the same time I try to gather the strength that I have left. With what ever strength I have I get to my knees and apply pressure to the soldiers shoulder.