CFNM attack at Highschool

By ChrisJ85

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This is a story of an assault that happened to me in high school. I was around 16 years of age when it happened. I remember that day in detail.

Just for some background, my high school had 2 gate entrances which were joined in between with a long path, with buildings for various subjects on each side of the main path. This meant that sometimes if you had say, an art class after a gym class, you would have to walk a fairly long distance from one class to the other. This also meant that you would walk past many people also going between classes going in the other direction and talk to them briefly as you were walking. I had just finished swim class. I was quite good at swimming having been relatively accomplished in my younger days, but the physical fitness with hard training having elapsed after losing interest after a number of years. I was also a bit of an outcast because I liked to wear dark baggy clothes. I was ashamed at how overweight I was, having the physique of a chubby girl, with puffy nipples and a bubble butt. This weight gain also meant that my pants were quite tight as I had gained weight while wearing fitted pants.

So we were changing after gym class into school uniform but as I checked my bag I realised that I had forgotten to pack my boxer shorts (I would usually wear the swim shorts as underwear under my uniform, then change into boxer shorts after swimming). As I put on my trousers, a classmate from behind laughed and asked, "are you going commando? I could never do that, I would be worried about getting boners." A few more of the classmates snickered. The problem was, our uniform was quite formal, and the pants were suit pants, made of quite thin fabric. I imagined they wouldn't leave much guesswork especially if you got an erection, there would be no way to hide it.

As I was leaving the swim center, I felt quite exposed, and looked down to realise that I had left the zip of my pants undone. I could feel the wind flowing through onto my crotch. I told myself, "make sure your zip is done up at regular intervals before and after each remaining lesson of the day."

So the day proceeded event-free, but what I didn't realise is that some of the people in the swimming changing rooms had actually spread the word around that I wasn't wearing underwear, those assholes.

At lunchtime, a group of girls who I knew as the popular girls - the ones that were girlfriends to the jocks - came up to me and started asking me questions about random topics related to schoolwork. They were obviously not listening to what I was saying in reply, and they wouldn't finish the sentences they were replying to me, as their gaze kept drifting down to my crotch. Some were blatantly trying to look around from the side to get a look at my thigh. Obviously I felt very strange, like there was a fizzing in the pit of my stomach and my penis started to twitch at all this attention from hot girls. I said to them, "anyway, I gotta go, see you later". And as I walked away they were staring at my butt and smiling but in the way someone does when they are daydreaming. I thought to myself, "is it that obvious that I am not wearing underwear?" Either way their behavior was quite strange.

So it came to the end of lunch and I made my way down the path to the other side of the school. I was usually quite conscientious and liked to leave 15 mins before just so I wasn't late. As I was passing the basketball court alongside the path, I didn't notice a group of jocks from the grade above who were following me. I was in a world of my own just thinking about the next class. In a moment, my arms were pulled back by 2 boys and I let out a "what the fuck" in surprise. They had quite a good grip on me, and my upper body strength was no match for them, especially a few of them. As I struggled to break free, one of them called out for Cindy - one of the girls from earlier - to come over. They lifted me up by my legs so each boy had a limb, and one was controlling my torso and head. They then turned me to face the group of girls from earlier. They were standing in a group close to each other, and they had their hands over their mouths like they were excited about something, they were also grabbing the other's arm and turning to make eye contact with each other, smiling like they knew something was about to happen. I was panicking quite hard, but tried to laugh it off as just a bit of bullying. I was utterly helpless and the girls were getting a good view of my crotch and buttocks. More with each pathetic thrashing of my limbs. "Oh my god, he's getting a boner!" said one of the jocks, pointing at the rising lump in my trousers. Each time I tried to turn to break a limb free, the girls could see that my erect penis was brushing around inside the thin suit pants and they were giggling with excitement. One of the jocks said to the girls, "do you want to see what's going on in there?" And they nodded, jumping and clapping their hands together in glee. I knew that I was about to be exposed to these girls and I was dreading having them open my zipper, but at the same time I knew that being exposed in this way was also making the fizzing feeling in my stomach become more intense.

The jock who was controlling my torso unexpectedly grabbed my cheeks and pulled them apart, ripping a hole in the bum crack of my pants. Some of the girls let out an excited whoop, and made a comment that they could see a small part of each cheek, and the crack exposed in the middle. The jock then said, "you think that's good, what about this". Whereby he put his fingers inside the gap in the fabric, and pulled the 2 pieces apart with one violent ripping motion. Time slowed down at this point and I found I had a ringing in my ear. The tearing apart, resulted in the entire seam from the belt at the back, to the top of the crotch of my pants to be totally seperated, leaving 2 pant legs joined with a waistband at the top. With this ripping, my bum and erect penis sprung forth from between the 2 pieces of fabric, and bounced around to the delight of the girls. I was now in a situation where I was fully uncovered from back to front, but more embarrassingly, my penis was dancing about in front of these girls who were laughing and pointing.

One of the girls said she wanted to touch it, and the group of them dashed forward, and formed a small semicircle around the gap between my legs. I was utterly humiliated and ashamed. One of the girls wrenched my penis down so it was between my legs, I yelped and she let it go, the shaft sprang back up between my legs and slapped on my chubby stomach, and they laughed out loud. For some reason I wasn't losing my erection at all, it was still hard as a rock. One of the girls suggested they should do something about that, and spat on her hand, and smeared it over the head of my penis. I knew what was about to happen, and I struggled with all my might to free myself from the firm locks that each boy had on all four of my limbs. This didn't work and only served to have them tighten their grip, and make the girls giggle harder. She grabbed the base of my penis (with the balls above her grip, so if I tried to move my hips away from her hands, my balls would hurt). I didn't last long at all, the fizzing in my stomach became intense, and my pelvis desperately tried to squirm from side to side, pulling away from the stimulation, as I could feel the tension in my limbs and the head of my penis building and building she spat a second time, and this time began building speed until I was past the point of no return. At this point time slowed down.

The girls were all staring intently at my penis, balls and asshole as I began to tense up, one of them mentioned, "this is where the fun starts. He's going to have to walk around like this all day, and everyone's going to see his willy and bum no matter how he tries to cover it up." They all looked sort of aroused. They were biting their lips and sort of crossing their legs and bending slightly at the knees, squirming their hips. Obviously aroused at the thought of having a boy in front of them being so exposed, being forced to endure a prolonged and very public humiliation, I knew I would never be able to live this down. As the thought of being unable to cover up and having to walk past other students who would undoubtedly point and laugh.

I felt the squirming intensify, I was desperately trying to not ejaculate, as I know that once I have, my penis becomes much smaller and shrivelled. My side to side thrashing, trying to pull my pelvis away from her hand became more and more violent, and turned into a thrusting motion. "Don't let this happen" I thought, and the giggling became laughter. "Here it comes" she said, and began moving her hand up and down the shaft quickly. The thrusts became more intense, I became deaf momentarily, and I began to roll my eyes back in my head, I could feel the warm spurts splashing down on my crotch, and soaking into my school shirt and the surrounding fabric of my pant leg. I was out of breath and had a brief feeling of euphoria. When I came to look back at the girls, I realised that there were many more groups of people all gathered around, pointing and laughing at my predicament. I had failed to notice them before.

Even though I was done, the girl then continued to stimulate the head of my penis by grabbing the base tighter, and twisting the head causing an intense tickling sensation, this made my body jerk and flail, and I began to shout for them to stop. "Ok" she said, "enjoy the rest of your day". With a smirk on her face, she slapped upwards on my bare butt cheek which wobbled resulting in applause and laughter from the crowd. A final dribble of semen was left hanging off the hole of my penis, dropping down between my legs. The jocks placed me down on the grass and I lay there panting and extremely red faced. The girls were taking cameraphone photos of me collapsed on the floor, covered in semen and with an open crotch trousers, fully displaying my buttcheeks on the grass, my asscrack which had globs of semen dripping into it, and my semen covered balls and rapidly deflating penis. Everyone was laughing and pointing. My social life was over, I thought.

The rest of the day was much of the same, with the lower grades giggling, pointing and laughing at my exposed buttcrack between my legs. I had had two choices, I could either use my sweater to cover my buttcrack, and have full crotchless view of my penis, or I could use it to cover the front and leave the back exposed. I opted to cover the front. Unfortunately on my way to the classroom, a boy ran up and ripped my sweater off my waist, and refused to give it back, exposing my willy for all to see. When I was walking along, it was flicking from side to side against my legs and wobbling with every slight movement or turn I made, and this made the girls giggle and point. When I was waiting to go into class, girls were coming up to me and lifting the head up just to watch it flop back down and wiggle. In class, I was also acutely aware of the girls looking under the desk to see my willy and looking at my butt from the back. At this point one of the teachers noticed the attention I was getting and asked me to stand up, at which point the class burst into laughter. She grabbed my arm and took me out of the room. She asked me to wait in the store cupboard while she went to get spare clothes. When she returned with a pair of gym shorts I felt a great relief. I took off my trousers and put on the shorts, she then escorted me to the principal who interviewed me about what happened, he even got the police involved. I think the girl Cindy who I named got sent to a referral unit, sort of like a low security prison for troubled kids, and I later heard that she was the victim of abuse herself, which explains where she'd learnt to be so cruel to me.

I had a deep sense of shame and embarrassment at first, but this gradually reduced over the course of the day and the coming weeks.

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