Beginnings
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My middle school years started out fine for the first few days at Cedar RidgeMiddle School. I was finally in 6th grade, interested in making some new friends,and new opportunities for change. I was on the rather small side during thattime, around 4'8-4'9 and weighing in at around 80 pounds. Most people weresignificantly bigger than I was by at least 4 inches and 20 pounds.
The first few days of school were mostly spent doing the normal things thatI had been doing for the past 5 years: Collecting syllabuses, learning classrooms,and meeting teachers. I hate to admit, but I was actually a gullible personthen, because I was still under the influence that teachers were nice and caredabout their students; while students that I have never seen before would benice, friendly, and unprejudiced.
I happen to be one of the less-fortunate people in that grade. I wear a hearingaid in my left ear. I have a sixty percent loss in my right ear, and a fortypercent loss in my left ear. I just never chose to wear one in my right ear.There were people who would constantly ask about it, received an answer, andthen ask the same question again.
The part that was prejudice was the fact that I was not the only one whowore a hearing aid at school. There was another person in my grade named R.C.He wore 2 hearing aids, and wore glasses. They, the student body of CRMS, treatedhim like practically royalty. On the other hand, I was treated like dirt. Therewere a few people that I was actually friends with. They were all from theschool I came from in 5th grade.
Anyway, from what I can remember, my schedule was:
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1st period --- Science
2nd period --- Band
3rd period --- Math
4th period --- Language
5th period --- Reading
6th period --- P.E.
7th period --- History
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By about the third week of school, I was beginning to become organized witheverything: learning names; making whatever friends I could manage to find;and making mental notes of who I do not, and will not like. Cedar Ridge ispretty much considered a 'prep-school'. I learned to hate it with a passion.The average student made straight A's. On the other hand, I would strugglealong with C's. I am a very literate person, but I never learned how to masterreading comprehension, math processing skills, or remembering my homework.Most of the times, I would privately blame the teachers for not making sureI knew what my homework was.
About this time, people were starting to get into their own little socialgroups. I happened to be one of the few who did not belong to the group, anoutcast. Sixth period was rarely fun for me after we started dressing out forP.E. everyday. I happened to be one of the people who started getting horny,and finding out about masturbation personally around nine and a half. Well,for P.E., I received these rather light clothes. My t-shirt was a flimsy t-shirtwhich you could barely feel on your body. It felt uncomfortable, and large.It had a CRMS logo on the front, and my last name on the back of it labeledin big black letters. My shorts were just as flimsy and light as my shirt was.It had an elastic waist, with a string to tighten it with. The only problemwith it was the fact that it was barely long enough to cover my underwear whensitting down, and when I would stand up, it would be about 8 or so inches fromthe waistband. The main bad part about my shorts was the fact that it wouldgive me a hard erection since it was so light and felt like I was wearing nothingbut my underwear.
The normal order of things would be that I would go into the locker roomfirst thing. I would then change my clothes into my P.E. uniform. After thatI would walk out into the gym where we would all be sitting. This is how wewere organized:
15 16 17 18 19 20 21
8 9 10 11 12 13 14
7 6 5 4 3 2 1
It would be in order of our last names, and numbers 1, 14, and 21 would bein the front. 2, 13, and 20 would be behind them, and so on. I was number 11.Right in the middle of everybody.
After I would walk out into our lines, I would relax for a minute then Iwould instantly get an erection that you could clearly see through my shorts.I could not hide my erection with my shirt because of how light and thin theclothes were, plus the fact that we had to tuck in our shirts. Instantly Iwould walk back into the locker room, hoping that the locker room was basicallycleared out, and sit down on a bench near my locker and wait for my erectionto pass. About this time, it would have been 15-20 minutes into the class timeand the lazy, dumbass, P.E. teacher would be walking out and starting us onour exercising.
The fact that I would hide in the locker room until then was the fact thatthe first exercise that we would do were jumping jacks... Doing jumping jackswhile horny in my shorts, made my erection as visible as doing jumping jacksnude in front of 20 other people, while at the same time hiding my erectionwith a piece of tissue. As you, the reader, might assume. I was embarrassed.
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By the end of my 6th grade year, people had begun to speculate and noticemy 'predicament'. Classmates would begin to talk, and thus, I would be evenfurther embarrassed. By the end of my 6th grade year, I had been cussed at,insulted, and become an outcast of the school society. I was falling towardsdepression.
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Once it had been summer and 7th grade had gotten started well, people beganto remember last year's gossips. Pretty soon within the first few weeks ofschool, they had caught me with an erection. After that, day after day, I startedgetting humiliated in the locker room before class. Making fun of my erections,verbally assaulting me, and one person went as far as showing their dick andgetting my reaction. I was grossed out and everything. Everyday, I would beuncomfortable with what would be going on. Somehow within the few weeks afterthat, there had been false rumors that I was gay.
About in early October on a warm sunny day, we decided to go outside forP.E. The teacher would be relaxing and sitting down watching everyone playbasketball or something. I proceeded to go inside to the locker room and usethe bathroom. Unwarily, about 4-5 people from class followed me silently intothe room as well. I went inside to one of the stalls, peed, and then walkedthrough one of the doors. Unknown to my presence, 3 of the 5 people jumpedme at the door, covering my mouth so that I could not scream. It would havedone no good anyway, because no one was around. They dragged me, while I waskicking and trying to scream, to a bench and laid me onto my stomach on topof the bench. All three of them held me down while the 2 people guarding theother door went and got some duct tape out of their locker and ran to the benchI was at. Both of them ripped my pants and underwear off, exposing my bare,white, ass. Then they proceeded to tape my hands together underneath the benchso I could not escape. Secondly, then wrapped the tape around my back, andthe bench twice so I could not get up, then they taped my ankles together underneaththe bench as well. At that moment, I knew I was not going anywhere.
3 of them guys wasted little time getting their pants down, barely givingme enough time to realize what they were about to do... fuck me.
One sat in front of my head, to where my face was stuck laying onto his erectingpenis. Another one stood over me, where I could not see, but I could definitelyfeel. He started slapping my ass as hard as he could, while the guy in frontof me started to shove his dick down my throat.
After the guy stopped slapping my ass, he took his dick and shoved it intomy small ass. My asshole instantly started being forced open and penetratedby his dick.
After about 3 minutes the guy inside my mouth started Cuming, yelling atme to swallow. I hesitantly, yet obediently did so. After about another minute,the kid who was fucking my ass finally slowed down and I assumed he had camein my asshole. After he got done fucking me in the ass, I was forced to suckhis penis clean.
I was quickly told that if I were to ever mention anything about what hadhappened I would be fucked again harder and more brutal. I nodded and restedmy head down onto the bench while they untied me from the bench and we werejust in time for everyone to come into the locker room and change back intoour normal clothes. I kept my mouth shut about what had happened that day justas I was told to.
Throughout the rest of the year and my eighth grade year, I became more andmore submissive, till the point where I would suck a dick before class startedwhen told to. I eventually became the "class bitch". I was never caught doinganything wrong, mainly because the teacher never bothered to pay attentionto what went on in the locker rooms beforehand.
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After word: You're probably thinking that I'm fucked up by now, and thatI'm gay… Well, all of this story is 100% true except for the rape scene.But if you want to get technical, yes I was raped… I was raped of mymorals, my dignity, my self-esteem, any pride I had in myself. Whatever I had,I left in that locker room. The P.E. coach's name is Coach Lane Barnett. Heworks currently at Cedar Ridge Middle School in Decatur, AL. From what I'veheard from current students, he is still a dumbass, who doesn't care abouthis students, or what goes on outside his 'little world'. Believe me, it hasbeen tested. About the gay part, I have had girlfriends, and I'm looking fora new one right now. (No one online is allowed to ask me) I have however suckeda dick. I was 16 and was forced to suck it by a friend of mine. Only thingwas, I liked it. So you can decide whether I am gay or not. But this storyis how I became a submissive person. I hope you were surprised. Thank you forreading, and I accept any comments, or otherwise.
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