An account told to me many years ago by a school friend
I had a good mate when I was at school who was mad about football (soccer). I was not interested in playing, I was much more into music, but I did like watching it, so we had that in common.
When we were about 12 years old the school football team went on a summer tour of Belgium and France, playing school teams from those countries. My mate went but I didn’t.
When he came back he confided in me about something that happened to him after a game in France.
They had all gone to a club house which he described as no more than a very large shed with a bar and some pool tables. Both sides and their coaches were in there drinking. The kids had Shandy , quite strong shandy as it turned out, and the coaches were drinking beer and smoking.
My mate suffered from mild asthma so he went and sat outside as the atmosphere in the room had gotten unbreathable for him.
Some of the French kids followed him out, unspotted by his team mates.
They dragged him around the back of some storage buildings in the same sports complex and one of the french boys punched him in the stomach and he doubled over. He was grabbed by the arms and around the neck and his trousers were unbutton and dragged to his ankles along with his underpants.
Next there were hands all over his ass and his cock. They were squeezing and smacking his buttocks and slapping his cock, which started to go hard. One of the guys was pushing his fingers into my mates arsehole. He was fighting to get away but couldnt. The hand around his mouth muffled his cries.
They got him to his knees and someone dropped their trousers and started to push a hard dick into his ass. Another attempted to get a cock into his mouth, His cock and balls were being groped and he was being intermittently wanked.
He said he thought his arse was being torn open and his insides damaged by the thrusting cock. He wanted to be sick at the smell and taste of the cock in his mouth. He didn’t admit to being aroused by the hands on his cock, but I kind of got that impression.
He described being buggered by at least 5 lads of a similar age to us and he was made to fellate a similar number. He said not all of them shot semen, at least one of them had dry orgasms. The others filled his mouth and ass with their sticky cum.
One of the slightly older lads made him lie on his back and lay between his legs as if he was a girl and fucked his ass like that. The others fucked his ass whilst he was either on all fours or flat on his stomach in the dirt. I think it was being fucked like a girl that had the biggest negative impact on him.
The final indignity is that the youngest of his attackers was made to suck his cock by the others. This made my mate cum.
They left him in a sticky mess. He got cleaned up in the dressing room before returning to the clubhouse.
He didn’t raise the alarm with his teammates or the teachers / coaches from either side. He said he thought they would call him names and laugh. Back in those days, it was the end of the world if you got known as a gay, it didn’t matter if you were or weren’t.
He told me when he got back because he knew I wouldn’t say a word to anyone else at school. He said it helped talking about it and I was happy to listen. He told me the bruising around his arse, cock and balls faded, and there didn’t seem to be any lasting damage to his asshole. Gradually the nightmares went away and he seemed fine.
He is still a mate now and has a wife and kids.
