Thread: Male Rape Camp (with CougarGirl)

Mike had found his instructions for the morning pinned to his door when he returned from breakfast he was to report to the gym in an hour. That gave him time to think. He was determined to show them that he was not being intimidated by what was happening to him and one way to do that was in his choice of underwear. From the large pile, he chose a shimmering silver thong, that was in truth little more than a string, but still large enough to accommodate his equipment, at least when at rest. He put it on and admired the way that whoever had bought them had known his most intimidate dimensions. Then he lay back on the bed and tried to work out a mental plan of campaign. The problem was that he didnt know what to believe. If Wayne had told him the truth, he was keeping secrets from Dan. Was there some competition or rivalry there that he could exploit? If so, he might be able to drive a wedge between them. But then again how did he know that this supposed rivalry wasnt part of the programme he was undergoing? And how could he plan for something that was beyond his knowledge and control? In the end he decided to spend the remaining time napping to catch up on his disrupted sleep. He marched smartly over to the gym and walked in just on time to find Dan and Wayne sitting on a vaulting horse chatting. Without waiting to be told, he took the initiative and stripped to his string. Dan whistled and walked around him, commenting admiringly before fondling Mikes sac, as if checking the weight. Um, he muttered, youre carrying a full load. Obviously you havent been a naughty boy and spent the night wanking away in those lovely panties. Mike didnt meet his eye. Was he hinting slyly that he knew what he and Wayne had done or was this just an innocent jibe? Time would tell, or maybe it wouldnt. But, Dan continued, you can hold on to that for a while, because the sight of these muscles, he stroked Mikes abs tenderly, is making me feel horny and when I feel horny I have to get off. Get down on your knees, bitch. Mike slowly lowered himself to the floor, wondering if this was another hint that Dan knew Wayne had got his rocks off in the night. As he knelt there, Dan dropped his pants and let his cock swing out. He was fully hard, on the thin side and pretty much average in length, not like Wayne who had been thicker and longer in Mikes hand. Well, come on, Dans tone was irritated, get me off. Im sure you know what to do. Mike reached up slowly and took hold of the cock, folding his fingers tightly round it. But Dan only laughed and knocked his hand away. What the fuck is this guy playing at? His question was addressed to Wayne, who didnt reply. I dont want you to play with it, I want you to suck me off. Now get on with it. Mike looked across at Wayne, but his face was inscrutable. He had no option, but to rise slight on his knees and bring his head down towards Dans quivering cock. He recognised the smell of the soap he had used himself mingled with a slight tang of urine. He flicked his tongue out, more to get used to the idea of the taste than to tease Dan, who moaned softly. Looks like hes done this before, Wayne. You should try him later. Encouraged by his response, Mike closed his eyes and tried to repeat his girlfriends practice when she gave him a blow job, sucking gently on the head, licking the shaft to moisten it and then taking it slowly into his mouth. By this time, Dan was moaning louder. When Mike began to bob up and down his shaft, Dan took hold of his head and began pumping his hips. Trapped, Mike could only carry out bobbing his head as Dan began moaning louder until suddenly he exploded shooting into Mikes throat. Mike gagged and bit onto Dans cock, Dan squealed in pain and pulled back, his sperm spraying over Mikes head and face. Bastard, Dan spat, fucking bastard, just what the hell are you playing at. He kicked out at Mike, sending him sprawling onto the floor, legs splayed. As Wayne rushed over to pull him off, he lashed his foot out at Mikes groin, catching him a hard blow on his balls. Mike rolled into a ball to protect himself, as Wayne hauled Dan away.