Forced encounter

Forced encounter

Best friend

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After falling for Tom’s tricks I made myself a vow to not trust him ever again. We’d grown as friends and companions. We did things together. We fished, we skied, rode bikes, dated girls together all things boys do as friends. Never once did the encounters surface in our conversations.

The next encounter though was the one that gave him total control over me. This one was definitely abuse and not trickery or deceit or using my own perverted desires or reciprocation it was force.

We were at his home and he asked me to sleep over and of course I agreed. I mean we got along, shared common interests, common life circumstances so why not?

I went home to get a change of clothes and returned. His mother insisted we bathe before bed so we took a bath together. Idk why we just did. I was uncomfortable myself I’d never done this before. So we went into the bathroom and undressed. I tried not to make it obvious but I kept looking at Tom’s penis the whole time remembering it had been in my mouth. He had athletic thighs from riding bicycle on the paper route he delivered newspapers on. We bathed without incident or comment on anything associated with blowjobs.

We got dressed and went and played Trouble with his sister. His mother announced its was bedtime when it came around and we went to his bedroom. Tom had a bunk bed and slept on top bunk so I went to the bottom. Tom’s mother told us good night and slid the door to his bedroom shut. Tom lived in a mobile home that his stepfather had built onto. He was mean and abusive to Tom it was revealed to me. I was leary of him but he seemed to like me.

Anyway we climbed into our bunks. Tom and I talked for awhile after his mom shut the door but it then faded. I lay there thinking about the blowjobs I’d already given Tom. After awhile his head popped over the side of the top bunk. How about a blowjob he said. NO! I said in a loud whisper not wanting to be heard. I don’t want to! C’mon Tom said I’ll blow you this time I promise. No! I said. You told people on me the first time! That was Harry Tom said. No! I said.

Tom’s head disappeared back over the top bunk. I laid there awake going over all the things that had already happened to me with Tom. It was very quiet.

Then just when I was about to fall asleep all of a sudden down comes Tom from the top bunk in just his briefs. He’d taken off his pajamas and before I can react he’s on top of me straddling my midriff. Tom grabbed my arms at the wrist and held them down over my head.

You’re gonna blow me aren’t you. He said. NO! I told you I don’t want to! I said. Tom moved up farther on me on my chest pinning my shoulders down under his knees still holding down my wrists. You’re gonna blow me aren’t you. He said again. No! I said.

Tom moved up on me farther now pinning my arms under his knees his heels pinning down my shoulders

sitting on my upper chest his crotch just under my chin. I could feel the warmth of the inside of his thighs against my cheeks. You’re gonna blow me aren’t you. NO! I said again.

Tom raised himself up and moved farther up on me placing his balls inside his briefs over my mouth just up under my nose.

You’re gonna blow me aren’t you. He said.

I could hear my heart pound inside my head from his thighs against my ears closing off sound.

He was sitting on my neck. I could feel the warmth of his ass crack on my chin. He sat there looking down at me, mockingly, between his thighs his hands on his hip, my nose eyes and forehead visible only. He was practically sitting on my face. The breath from my nose against his balls in his briefs began to create moisture in them. I could smell his scent mixed with the laundry soap in them. I was pinned beneath him and couldn’t move. I was helpless. My shoulders and wrists began to hurt from the weight of him pinning them down. Tears welled up in my eyes. I mumbled please don’t make me do this under his crotch. I could see his erect penis standing up inside his briefs and realized the inevitable. His dick was going to go in my mouth. I nodded my head under him in submission. Tom stayed on my face for several moments looking down at me after I submitted to his demands to show me he was in control.

Tom raised himself up off my face and went and stood in the middle of the room. A full moon was shining in his bedroom window and lit up his white briefs.

Get on your knees Tom commanded me. I sat up rubbing tears from my eyes and my shoulders and arms from the pain of him sitting on them.

I slid off the edge of the bottom bunk to my knees and walked on them to where he stood. Tom pulled his briefs down as his cock bobbed in my face. Now suck he commanded me. I looked up at him and then back at his penis awaiting my mouth.

Then I closed my eyes opened my mouth and sucked on him for as long as he wanted.

There were no words no sounds just silence and the noises of me sucking on him. I don’t know how long he made me blow him but it seemed an eternity my legs were asleep when he finally pulled himself from my mouth and told me I could get up. He climbed back to his bunk without a word. Not much was said the next morning when we had cereal for breakfast and I went home afterwards replaying the night’s event in my mind on the walk but he now had full control over me. After this act of total domination predation humiliation and submission we both knew that from now on whenever he wanted his dick sucked that I would be sucking on it. He had forced me into being his blowboy.
 
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@Best friend I understand where you are coming from.

When the abuse began, my brother always made the promise that he would reciprocate but he never ever did. When I started to refuse him he started making promises that if I swallowed semen my penis and pubic hair would grow. After a while he stopped that and any pretensions of returning the favors and we both knew then that I would always submissively comply.

For many years I felt great guilt but as I travel the road of recovery I understand who I was and why I did what I did. I no longer feel the shame and guilt thanks to my supportive wife, a good therapist and a men's recovery group.
 
For me my cousin started me playing with his dick and balls at the age of six. I had no idea anything was wrong with what we were doing only that it was our secret. It eventually resulted in him having me blow him ( no cumming just sucking) and I eventually ended up begging to suck him quite often . He would control me by denying me access. Eventually he became afraid of getting caught and stopped it altogether. I like Jack1 have learned to understand and deal with what happened to me and what I did.
 
Best Friend,
I was 8 when I started sucking a 14 year old’s dick on a weekly basis for 8 months. I was his boy and my ass and mouth were his. I’m sorry you had to go through that…
 
We never did anal it never came up but my mouth sure was his and he asserted himself in it many times. In the adolescent stage I sucked his cock a lot but then he discovered face fucking in our teens and he’d fuck my mouth. It would alternate between me sucking on him and him fucking my mouth until he came.
 
It would alternate between me sucking on him and him fucking my mouth until he came.
Been there, done that. Since my brother had a somewhat large penis it could frequently be painful. When sucking, my jaws would start cramping after a while holding them so far open. When he became more enthusiastic he would sometimes push it down my throat but fortunately I don't have much of a gag reflex so as long as he didn't choke me for too long it wasn't bad. When he started doing my butt it was painful at first but after a while it began to be quite pleasurable and he gave me anal orgasms so I really preferred it to his sometimes roughness during oral.
 
Tom’s cock was bigger than mine. At 16 I had 7 inches he was prolly more like 8. In the beginning there wasn’t much of a difference. But he made me a predator also. I made that little prick Harry blow me for humiliating me by telling on me about blowing Tom. Every time he came around I made him blow me. I also had a younger friend Mark who offered to blow me one day and I made an effort to hang out with him so I could get blown. He wanted to do it so I was only to happy to oblige. He got his neighbor girl Annette to blow us both in a high field once.
 
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