This original story was first distributed on the Yahoo group [Public Naked Guys] by Jason
With that, he smirked and walked back to his house. I was shaking and when I looked up I saw his face in the window, peering at me. I got into my car, removed my shorts and held them out the car window. I wrung out the water which spilled onto my driveway. Then, Jenkins came back outside.
I squeezed the water out of my shorts one final time when I looked up to see Mr. Jenkins, my neighbour, descend his stairs and walk toward my car. I pulled my shorts back through the driver's side window and over my naked crotch just moments before he stuck his head in through the open window.
"I'm doing laundry," he said. "I'll throw those in the dryer for you."
"No," Mr. Jenkins, "I'll be fine!" I said, but his grip was strong. Before I could stop him, he pulled my shorts toward him almost completely exposing my bare dick and balls to his close scrutiny. As it was,
"Just let me have them," he said, breathless. "It's not a bother at all!"
As we struggled, his hand brushed my hairy thigh and came closer and closer to touching fully my yet barely covered bulge. I braced my weight against the car door for support but did not realize that I had not closed it all the way. When he pulled one last time, the shorts came away in his hand and I fell out the door onto my driveway naked at the feet of my horny old neighbour.
Just then, I heard a car horn.
The middle-aged cop got out of the car and walked toward us.
"Stand up," he said.
these in to dry them when you showed up." Mr. Jenkins smiled at the officer.
The beefy, older cop gave me the once over then smiled.
"If you wanted him to dry your shorts, you could have put something else on first. I mean, Christ, look at you!"
"Well, if you're really shy, you'd be embarrassed if I made you put your hands behind your head." "Of course."
"O.K., if I believe you're really shy I won't take you in. So, hands behind your head."
"Sir? I...I can't."
"Please, sir. Not all bare."
"But you are all bare. It's this or jail. And if it's jail, more than me and your neighbour will see what you're hiding there."
"There's that ass he's so proud of," Jenkins said." Look at the way he pushes it out like he wants you to look at it." "I'm not!" "Pipe down and spread 'em," the officer said. "Wider!" I did and I knew they were both squatting down behind me. The officer whistled. "Damn, that's private! I never done one of these before. Must be fuckin' embarrassing. "
"Yes, he's so vulnerable and exposed," Jenkins said. Just then I felt a hand on me. "Think I should?" "Go ahead...just a little." "Just the tip?...Damn, I never felt something like that before. Damn, touching another guy's hole and he can't do a fucking thing about it." "Let me." "No Mr. Jenkins," I yelled. I felt his long finger rub then push into me.
"Look at that! Serves him right for wearing those tight pants. This is what he'd hoped would happen all along. Yes, it was just a matter of time before he was punished and humiliated."
" I found this pervert totally naked on his front yard baring all for the world to see he obviously wants to be seen by everyone." "No, it's all a mistake" I tried to interrupt but my neighbour pushed his finger in deeper and harder. My cock leapt and grew ever harder and it took my breath away.
"Please!" I began. I was so embarrassed I felt I just wanted to drop dead on the spot but the feeling in my arse and groin was getting more arousing. I don't think my cock had ever been harder. I wasn't enjoying any part of this but all my body felt was the stimulation. I tried to ask for help but my neighbour thrust his finger all the way in the got closer to my body, he reached round and grabbed hold of my cocks shaft.
"Any more complaints or calls for help and it won't be just my fingers up your tight arse.", he whispered into my ear, "And there won't be a thing you can do, " he continued. Suddenly I couldn't breath. There was no way I could have heard what I thought I did. The thought of this pervert actually ramming his cock up my arse was beyond imagining and here on totally public display. It was my worst nightmare never
"Take all we give to you and I promise I won't fuck you here on the sidewalk. "
I paused totally unable to comprehend. I paused not knowing what to do or say.
As I had paused half turned, I was giving the others a great view of Mr Jenkins wanking my cock. However, I was totally oblivious to this as I was still in totally shock not knowing what to do.
"Bloody hell," said the mailman. Then with a thought, he held up his cell phone and as it had a recording facility started to record the scene.
"What you doing?" asked the policeman. "Well ... a crime has been committed. I thought you might like it recorded as evidence." "Great idea" said the policeman. " I have a decent digital camera in the police car. I'll go and get it, " With that, he went back to his car.
This left me more vulnerable than ever since the position of the policeman at least gave some small cover. The mailman was off to the side getting a better view to film.
This brought me out of the stupor - the humiliation of what was going on was almost too much to bear. And I didn't know how my life would ever be the same again, but as a once off incident I could
I saw the policeman coming back up the drive, camera in hand filming already. He was keeping to the side making sure he didn't get in the shot of the phones camera.
"Please!?!" I begged, "please....."
He let go of my cock which sprung straight up and leaned away from my body.
"No, " I hollered louder but still not shouting despite my terror. I didn't want anyone to hear and involuntary my voice was fairly quiet as if my mind only wanted to whisper -- in case someone heard. I started to struggled pulling at the cuffs maniacally, begging all the time,
I saw the policeman now back in position filming away. I wondered if he or the mailman was aware they could just be about to film a brutal ass fucking rape.
"Anything... ," I implored, "anything." "OK, last chance, any more complaints and any more refusals to anything I ask and that's it. You're last chance," he whispered to me.
"You do everything I say or, not only will I fuck you arse until it bleeds, but I put the film all over the Internet and email a copy to all your family. "
The fear from his revelation was astounding but anything to avoid a fucking here on his front yard.
"Yes, I think I'll have to try two fingers." My heart missed a beat. I desperately wanted to speak -- to plead with mercy, but as bad as it would be, the alternative was too terrible to contemplate, "You don't mind, do you?" At first, I though he was asking the policeman, but then he nudged me and repeated his request. I couldn't speak. It was one thing to allow this pervert who lives next door to me and whom I see everyday to fuck my arse with two fingers, but to be asked to agree to it, I didn't think I could do it.
"Do you?" he repeated. I knew this was my only option, no matter how bad it was, was to agree to the alternative. It was unthinkable. "Yes" I answered quietly as if I couldn't bring myself to talk loud "Sorry" he said, "a bit louder, ... so we can all hear." "Yes, use two fingers. I don't mind." The other two looked on with glee for them both this was a green light to go on.
"Sure, no problem" said Mr Jenkins and my heart jumped a beat again. "I want to go and get my camera anyway" he added "you don't mind do you?" he turned to me. I tried to speak but couldn't one person fucking my arse with his fingers was enough but not someone else where would this end, "do you?" he repeated.
"do us a favour and film this with my phone. I can't fuck him and film and I'd like a copy of me fingerfucking him."
I had loosened even more so he tried four fingers but found that uncomfortable. Whilst he was trying, I saw movement out of the corner of my eye. Panicking I looked but it was only Mr Jenkins he seemed to be making a few swiping actions no one else was looking at him that were too busy filming and enjoying it all. Then I was kind of intrigued by the idea of between twiggered by the policeman's baton. By this point I would have readily agreed to anything, not only to prevent the unthinkable but also to get it over with. There was actually part of me wishing we got caught so it would end, but no matter how bad, I could cope with just these four knowing, as they were involved anyway, but I don't think I could cope with anyone normal especially anyone I knew personally.
But no matter how lose I was, it wouldn't fit. This was causing me a great amount of pain, and my
However as there was nothing I could do, I lay there and let him fuck me. The others had taken positions where they could get a good view of me and the view showed just how public it was. I was
"That's it. " I answered, not daring it could be that simple. "One catch," he replied. "You have to keep going for a certain amount of time before you cum." "If you cum too soon, I'll upload the whole lot and email it everywhere. It had better last long enough and no one else will ever see it. It will be our little secret." "How long" I asked. " That's the fun bit," he said. "Uust keep going until you think it's long enough to satisfy." This could be tricky he had enough film to totally degrade me already (not knowing still about the butt fuck) but as the end was in sight, I grabbed the chance and had to believe he would keep his word.
He inserted the dildo up my arse and I scrunched up my body so I could get hold of the dildo and started gently at first fucking my own arse. "That's it" he said. "I am just going to just stand back to get a good shot, don't forget to start wanking yourself." I quickly obeyed. Here I was now lying on the bonnet of my car with my legs akimbo, showing not only my naked body to the whole street, but also my arsehole -- the most private part of the body, and my aching hard cock, but also wanking and thrusting a large dildo up my own shitter. What a sight I must have been!
I started slowly but then reasoned I needed to get myself on the edge so that when I decided I had
I don't know how long I was there but it seemed ages when a tiny voice in my head started to get my attention. I tried to ignore it - not only was I getting into the fantasy and that and the physical stimulus meant I had never been hornier, but I didn't want to break the bubble. As hard as I tried to ignore it, the total humiliation was still there. I had decided i had gone on long enough and was trying desperately to cum and end this and I didn't
The voice was getting louder and louder it fact it now seemed there was noises outside of my head in reality but so desperate was I to cum that I ignored it all and started moaning with pleasure. I was still so horny it was driving me mad, but still these voices and sounds tried to interrupt me. I started moaning louder trying to block them out "yes yes yes. " I called out loud as these voices got louder and my inner voice was now yelling. Suddenly a bolt of horror struck me -- 'voices'. I tried not to think what that could mean, was I ignoring another instruction from Mr Jenkins, but no, it seemed louder and more urgent, not wishing reality to break in to much I slowly opened my eyes and almost died of shock.
First, not only was over a hundred locals seeing this, of all ages but most seemed to have some kind of recording device. There was mobile phones, still cameras, movies recording of all kinds - all pointed at me. Most people were just staring in shock, but a large number knowing this was unique event being witnessed a local jock totally debasing himself like this was too good a show not to record for prosperity. In the first few horrifying second or two, I took in lot of detail first was Mr Jenkins still there -- in a prime filming position with a massive smirk on his face. He must have seen the time, or maybe the first of the locals arriving, maybe it was all set up from the start.
Next was the young camp lad from two doors down . Outwardly gay and a budding journalist, he wrote for the local college rag, not only was there a hard copy for sale but also a web page, it was rumoured there was a hidden part of the site accessible only to those who know its location and passwords but containing a lot of stolen photos and hidden footage of local lads naked. I didn't know it yet but this footage was going to be the main attraction for a long time.
Not only that but Mr Jenkins being a member of this site over time uploaded a lot of the other footage, being careful that no one other me and him were seen or at least the others were blurred to protect their identity, eventually uploading my actual rape for the local perverts to wank over and download.
Also a gay couple from down the road I had seen them looking me and and down loads of times, they were always wishing to see more of me, but never in their deepest fantasies would they have imagined witnessing this. Someone who I didn't see but was also there was the bloke from over the road who worked at the local news station. He wasn't a cameraman, but they did do local interest stories and he was filming me! I was yet to find out but this footage was to be played into millions of homes. In general, most of the footage shown of course was blurred but it showed most of my naked body including my face, it also gave my name and street, and although blurred you could see exactly what i was doing including the end of the dildo and i thrust it in and out and could hear my moans of pleasure.
There were also some complaints as in a couple of areas the blurring wasn't really enough. On some
The next scene did almost cause me have a have a heart attack. There at the bottom of the drive just a foot away were my family, my mother and father with my elder bother and younger brother and sister, older brother also filming away. Behind them my uncle and aunt whom they had met at the school and invited over for tea along with three nephews two of
I let go of the dildo which stayed embedded in my arse and my cock which stood tall and proud I opened my mouth to speak not knowing what i was going to say when my cock, sprang to life, no longer wanking it was totally exposed the humiliation so great and the degradation so complete that it actually vanished it had got to much for my brain to cope with, without my humiliation preventing me from cumming, it now took this moment to explode, 1, 2 ,3 ,4 5 bursts of cum shot straight in the air and landed on my face and even one in my mouth i groaned with please at this eventual release.
Automatic body responses took over and I grabbed my cock and and stroked it 6,7,8, more cum flew out now landing on my chest i was now moaning loudly "yes yes oh fucking yes" I yelled out 9 ,10 shots the last of my cum emptying my sacks flew straight up and back down on my still hard cock so that as i continued to stroke i was now rubbing my cum into my shaft. This footage also made it on the news. They may not of been able to show me actually ejaculating although a few of the unblurred frames were enjoyed by many, but as the cum left the blurred area of my groin it was clearly visible as the cum landed on my face chest and mouth.
My orgasm subsiding, I let got of my cock and looked at my family. I had no idea what to say or do and just lay there naked legs still spread wide, arse full of dildo and cock still standing straight up -- like a proud flag pole. It was almost a relief when someone took my hand it was the policeman. "Now sir," he said, "what have we been up to?" I looked into his eyes. I could see the threat in his look. I knew it was no good saying anything. No one would probably believe me and it was almost certainly in my best interest to cooperate with him. Whatever lay in store for me legally would probably go easier if I had him on side. He pulled me off the bonnet and on my feet I was now on the sidewalk -- a fact not unnoticed by many including me. I went to cover my cock but he pulled on my arm, obviously my humiliation hadn't quite finished. He took me round in a circle to be in front of my parents due to how full the sidewalk was. I was now standing in the road stark naked still erect cum with strings of sperm hanging out the end of my cock whilst cum slowly ran down my face and chest. The dildo still sticking almost forgotten out of my arse.
Anyone who hadn't got a good shot before due to distance or the busy road now had great unobstructed view of all of me. "Is this yours," he asked my parents. 'Yep', nodded my elder brother and my gay nephew laughed out loud. They just nodded unable to speak. "Do you realise how many people have just witnessed this unspeakable act. To emphasize the point, he slowly turned me around so everyone got a full view of every side, my cock still sticking out as if proud.
"We need to talk," he said and took my parents and grandparents slightly to the side. This left me alone and naked in the middle of the street. A few people approached me. Mr Jenkins was the first -- he accidentally brushed his hand over my still hard cock. "Great footage," he whispered, "do you want it going on the web?" he asked. "Do you realise how many sites and poofs could see this?" I shook my head.
"We'll meet soon and I'll tell you my price." I knew the chance was he would publish it anyway but knew I had no choice. About half dozen people came up to me, most gave a passing stroke to my cock or grabbed my arse. All were basically blackmailing me to obey. It seemed pointless to disagree as it was no point. If I even refused one, it would go world wide. Besides all of these people had seen everything, so there wasn't much else, I thought, they could get me to do, or so I thought, among the others included the gay college writer, and my nephew, even my older brother seemed to be about to approach me. Maybe it was my imagination or maybe he was going to wait until we were alone, and as others looked on I wondered how many would approach me later.
The police man came back with my parents, saying "right lad, we have come to an agreement." My heart leapt: was I to get out of this without any more exposure not knowing about the local news man yet? There was a lot of people here and a few favours now to pay but it was only a couple of streets I could live with that. "We have decided not to have you arrested." Obviously I was correct about not dropping the policeman in it.
"We have decided you need help; my brother runs a kind of health farm -- a weekend retreat." I started to get worried again. "He works with obsessive people who want too much or go too far." I looked at him blankly. "Basically to cure them, he gives them what they want in abundance. If it's chocolate, then they get it every meal, if it's a cleaning obsession, we don't let them stop." I still didn't understand what he was getting at. "It seems with you it's public exposure and sexual humiliation." My jaw dropped. "So he will expose you and try to humiliate you until it is so extreme even you will be embarrassed, and then you will be cured."
I was totally shocked. I wanted to cry how could my parents accept this. Then I took a quick glance at them and saw how humiliated they were. I suppose not only to have me go away for a while, but if they thought that I could end up doing this again, then this could cure me. I suppose they had no choice. At least it was only a weekend and what else could they do, they can's humiliate me any more I thought, only a weekend I thought.
"Yes, he continued we start with a weekend or two." Two? I thought, horrified. "Then if no cure a week maybe two." Two weeks! I almost cried. He turned to my parents. "Don't worry, we won't give up on him until we think he's ready. It may take years, so you had best be prepared," he told them , as we started to get out his handcuffs, and said quietly, "Just for the looks of the things, we want the locals to know the situation will be dealt with, don't we?" He again handcuffed me. With that, he started walking me to his car. He must have moved when I was spaced out. It was actually now in the next street so I was walked slowly past the whole neighbourhood - still naked -- still totally erect.
Still with this dildo stuck firmly up my arse. The police officer sat me in the back of the patrol car, still handcuffed, dildo moving further up my arse.
I knew I was trapped and had no choice. I had mentally decided to agree with all their demands, I recalled the locals that were wanting me: the college kid, my nephew, even Mr. Jenkins -- everything but take a cock up the arse. There was no way I would ever allow that. I decided they could expose me to the whole nation if they want, but I thought not that - being dildo up the arse in front of dozens of people in public.
With that the car door opened, and Mr Jenkins got in. I looked at him, shocked.
"Looking forward to this weekend?" he asked. My mouth gaped open. Over the next few weeks and months I was used and abused both publicly and privately more than I could have imagined -- by locals, by relations and by total strangers.
I started to realize what was the point of agreeing to what I was doing: it was only to prevent exposure. But if I was already exposed, I might as well let them do as they wished. From then on, I was shown the footage of the cock fucking me and I was asked if I wanted this to get the same exposure, I had no choice to relent. However, they only agreed to this being kept secret if I broke my vow. I had no choice and a new round of humiliations started, of course. They did let my various blackmailers know this new development and it wasn't long till my young cousin among many others was my fucking my arse.
Thank heaven, they did keep it off of the web, -- well for a while anyway, until they brought me a