He began rubbing my balls and then running his fingers up and down the shaft. I felt myself getting hard and I was actually surprised that it felt a l...ittle good but I was still really afraid. I reached down toward my cock and after brushing my finger along his, he whispered to me that I was a good boy and that I should just relax. I was nervous and terrified at the same time but I still felt strangely turned on even though I had lots of feelings of shame, etc.The man had now gotten me hard and. He then applied some more lubricant and gave another push now since my pussy wall was broken and well lubricated, his penis went in leaving me in more pain. He then slowly removed his tool and gave a push this time at one go it was fully in. He started pushing and pulling his tool. After few to and fros, even I started enjoying, the pain turned into pleasure. He was fucking so hard that even my boobs were following his rhyme. They were coming up towards my chin when he pushes and then back. I watched a few guys in the room they all got up and went in the door.The a man sat next to me, it was my friend from before.Have you been here before he asked?No my fiorst time, but I added I have been to other places.'You need to follow me' he says.So, not to be rude I do. and we walk into the open door to a romo that had a few guys sat around, wnaking sucking, watching.Somethign wasn't right. I;d seen a good dozen men go through that door , yet ther was only 4 or 5 in here.My new friend. Thankfully there is no permanent damage, just bad swelling. The doctor says the swelling will take a few days to go down but the bruising will last a couple of weeks. He is obliged to ask how I got the injury but mom just says “boys will be boys!” Hopefully he bought it.The rest of Saturday I spend lying in bed, regularly keeping an ice pack on my eye. It still hurts like hell and so does my body. My knuckles have a few cuts on them but nothing serious. It’s Saturday night and Stacey brings me.