Kathryn shook her head desperately, Janine's strong arm still clamped around her mouth, and she made muffled "MMMMM!" noises of protest.

The bearded guy was gyrating his hips slowly into my ass. He reached down and closed his hand over my crotch, and to my shame my cock swelled under his touch, inside my cargo pants and shorts. His other arm was held strongly but not suffocatingly around my throat, pulling me into the warmth of his body.

"Hear that?" said Panty Boy. "He says he doesn't care what we do to him. That's not the way he was talking yesterday." The men, and Janine, laughed softly. Panty Boy looked at Kathryn.

"Yesterday afternoon, your boyfriend here was begging for me to fuck him. Couldn't wait for me to put my cock up his sweet little asshole. He practically jumped me in the showers, ya know."

"That's a lie," I said, tears springing to my eyes. Kathyrn was staring at us, the tears already trickling down her face.

"You calling me a liar?" said Panty Boy angrily. He stepped over to me and slapped my face incredibly hard. I saw stars, and Kathryn made another muffled howl of protest. Before my vision had cleared, he had grabbed my t-shirt and ripped it in half, exposing my chest, then he yanked open my pants at the front, tearing the zip, and finally tore the waistband of my boxers and ripped them open too. My pants and boxers sank around my knees. I was naked at the front, my cock and balls hanging in the warm air. I moaned and bit my lip.

"Your girlfriend couldn't get enough of me," purred Janine, and Kathryn tried to struggle but the bigger woman squeezed her and she made a stifled whimper. "I had her every way. Mouth, pussy and asshole. You sure you're not going out with a boy? Seems to me she loved having my cock up her ass."

The shorter, weaselly guy had come over to where I was still standing in the grip of the bearded man, and he lifted my feet off the floor and took off my runners. He pulled my ruined pants and boxers off my legs and flung them in a corner. Then he pulled the remains of my t-shirt off my shoulders, finally stripping me completely naked. I could feel myself going crimson, ashamed that Kathryn was watching her man being so humiliated.

"Hmm," said the weaselly guy, kneeling before me and grinning up at me slyly, "you have such a beautiful cock." He put out his tongue and licked the tip of my cock, sending rushes of sensation through my body.

"No, please," I begged.

"Oh, but you must let me," he said, grinning up at me. "It is the least I can do for a boy in your position." The other men snickered, and he closed his lips around my cock and started to pull on it.

I trembled all over, my slim naked body in the grip of a stronger man while another man was sucking on my erect penis, and I moaned. It was bad enough that they were doing this to me, but to be doing it to me while forcing my girlfriend to watch was the ultimate indignity. I closed my eyes and moaned again, aroused but mortally ashamed.

The moustachioed guy walked around behind the bearded guy, and I heard them kissing. Then, to my horror, I felt a pair of hands reaching around behind my back, opening the bearded guy's shorts, and sliding them down over his hips. He was naked underneath them, and now his cock was free for him to grind it into the cleft between my buttocks, which he did, gyrating his hips like a dancer's, forcing me to feel how close he was, his tall muscular nude body pressed into my back and arse and legs, his arms encircling my slim form. He nuzzled the back of my neck and groaned. I felt another hand pushing an oozing fistful of grease between my naked arse cheeks, and now there was no more doubt about what they wanted to do to me. "OH! Please! No!" I gasped. The bearded guy's meaty shaft spread and smeared the thick grease deep into the crack of my bottom.

I opened my eyes. Janine was still clutching Kathryn, but she was watching me with narrowed eyes and parted lips. Panty Boy was watching me too, openly rubbing his crotch and breathing through his mouth. He took off his shorts; beneath them, he was wearing only a thong that barely contained his cock and balls. Kathryn was watching me and weeping at the same time, horrified at what they were doing to me and furious that she could do nothing about it.

My cock was responsing all too well to being inside the smaller guy's mouth. I was once again appalled at how enthusiastically my body responded to stimuli that came from men. I never looked at men in the street, and I didn't fantasise about them. And yet men could make my body behave in ways that betrayed how broad my sexuality might be. These men were foreigners, from some Middle Eastern country by their look and accent I didn't believe in all that mystery of the Orient shit, but they certainly knew how to sexually humiliate a young man, for they were doing it to me.

I told myself that at least they weren't harming Kathryn. I squirmed, naked in the grip of the bearded man, and I gasped as I felt the smaller guy teasing my balls with his tongue.

Then another pair of strong hands grabbed my arms from behind, and the bearded guy let go of my throat and reached down behind my ass, grasping his prick and pushing the thick helmet deep between my arse cheeks.

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