Private College Humiliation

This story is about two eighteen-year old college studs and one of them is the number one most popular boy in the whole district. Jay is six-foot tall, with hard muscles on muscles that are worked and buffed to perfection. His body is naturally well tanned and silky smooth, a body you would die for. Not only that his stunning good look’s are to kill for, complete with piercing electric blue eyes topped off by a head full of platinum blond hair. Our Adonis, Jay has both the boys and girls drooling like billy-o after him, all wanting to get into his pants and underdaks. But what was hidden behind this body builders shorts and in his bright orange coloured jock strap was a surprise to be sure. The other lad, Adam is also a stud but has admired the number one stud from afar and you will discover just how they got together.

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Hi, I am Adam and I have admired Jay for the last four years at college but have kept my distance. This was our final year in an all exclusive private college before perusing our carers out in the big world far away from this school. As usual the final year students went on a camping trip after the final exams. We were taken to a lake in the mountains for some hiking and water sports. The college was most particular in the way things had to be planed and run. However things went horribly wrong on this trip. One of the buses broke down several kilometres from the campsite. The first bus dropped us off with one of the teachers Mr Bower and the bus then went back to get the other passengers from the broken down bus. It was next day when things turned really bad. Two of the three teachers went to tow the disabled bus back to town for repairs. Mr. Bower got the two speedboats out of the boat sheds and fuelled up.

It was late afternoon and most of us were in swimming in the lake, some of the lads had been out in the boat with the teacher. Mr Bower had just got back when there was a rather large explosion up above the campsite. It sounded like it came from the roadway so Mr Bower told us to stay where we were whilst he went to investigate. He was gone for so long that most of the lads went back to the bunkhouse and Jay was one of them. I stayed in the water and then helped get the boat back to its moorings, as Mr. Bower hadn't secure it properly before he went to investigate the explosion. The lake began to get a bit stirred up as some waves began to break against the shore which had both the speed boats banging together. The others had taken off because there was lots of noise and jeering coming from the bunkhouse.

It was starting to get dark and it was difficult stopping the boats colliding together by myself in the wind but I struggled on. I managed to get one of the boats tied up properly when I noticed a figure coming towards me but couldn't make out who it was. It wasn't till he came under the light of the boathouse that I recognised the figure to be Jay but the front of his shorts had lots of blood on them. I grabbed him as he came past and he fell into my arms sobbing. I asked what was wrong as I held the man I wanted for so long. His skin was as soft and silky as our bear chests made contact with each other. He eventually said the guys ripped my underwear off and my prosthesis fell on the floor leaving my rather small cock and balls for all to laugh at. I was somewhat bewildered and confused at his description of his crotch as he always had a good sized basket in all the cloths he wore.

Jay went on the say they tied some thin wire around his package and lead him around the room by the wire and it has cut into his cock and balls. He managed to get away and pull on a pair of shorts as he left the building. Jay dropped his shorts and there before me was a bloody mess in his crotch. It was hard to tell what was what. His rather small package was ripped and still bleeding and it was obvious he needed stitches in the wound. There was no other transport around and the nearest town was an hour by lake or three hours in a car. So I helped him into one of the boats that had a couple of lights on it.

I managed to start the motor and get out of the mooring. All I knew was the nearest town was straight down the lake from where we were so I headed off in that direction at a reasonable speed. I didn't go flat out as I didn't know if there was anything in the lake we could hit and we were also being buffeted about by the wind quiet a bit. As we went along I managed to get the lights of the boat on, not that it helped us to see but at least others could see our lights. Jay and I talked as we went and I had to stop when he seamed to pass out at one stage. He came to in my arms and I was a bit distraught calling for help and saying oh God don't let him die as a couple of my tears fell on his chest. He looked into my eyes and smiled and we got under way once more. I could see some lights of a town off in the distance so I headed straight towards them.

As we got closer I could see some flashing lights of a police car or something similar moving along the shoreline. I followed the flashing lights as it seamed to come out into the dark of the bay like it was on a rather long jetty. Another set of flashing lights joined the others. Apparently you weren't supposed to be on the lake after dark as the noise of the motors echoed through the entire valley and someone had rung in to say there was a boat on the lake heading towards the town. The Police were waiting for us as we reached the jetty but it was to hight up so I drove the boat into the shoreline with the Police following on the jetty. Four Policemen stood on the shore shouting what the fuck did we thing we were doing? Jay had passed out again as I called out and said I have brought an injured person in from the campsite at the end of the lake and he's passed out again. With that a couple of the police waded in and grabbed Jay and the others secured the boat and impounded it for the night. I went with the police to the hospital. It was hard trying to answer all the questions of how, when, where and why, let alone where the teachers were. To make matters worse I didn't have a boat licence so I was a bit worried, as the subject hadn't yet come up.

On arrival at the hospital Jay was rushed into the emergency room and then to the operating theatre. A few more questions were asked and before I knew it I was standing there alone, and only then I became aware I was standing in the middle of the emergency department entrance area of the hospital dressed only in a pair of bright fluorescent yellow Speedos. My Speedos didn't leave anything to the imagination what so ever, especially in regard to the beauties that are hanging between my silky smooth well tanned legs, complete with pre-cum stains in the front where my cock shaft head ended in them. A nursing sister came back thankfully and said that Jay would be staying in hospital for a few days and that I could come back in the morning. I told her I was from out of town and had no where to go. She looked a bit puzzled as one of the policemen came back over. The two of them began talking about the situation. It was decided I could stay the night, so I was taken up to the room where Jay would be taken once out of the operating theatre.

The room had two beds in it but I choose to wait in one of the comfortable chairs. It was an hour and a half before Jay was wheeled in. They changed the beds over and a nurse checked on him. Jay was still a little out to it so after the nurse left I had a look at the chart on the end of his bed. Under procedures performed it had a bilateral orchidectomy, total penectomy alone with a urethral re-routing. I had never heard of these terms before and wondered what it all meant as it all sounded rather serious and devastating to me. Eventually I curled up on the other bed and woke early in the morning to find I had been covered over with a blanket. But it was Jay that woke me crying. I asked him if he needed a nurse or something. No he said and went on to say “I am not a man any more” amongst the sobs. What do you mean I responded as I was rather taken back with a dumb look on my face? I haven't got a cock or balls any more; they had to be removed completely. Fuck me, I commented, I would if I could Jay said but I can’t any more as tears streamed down his face again!

My mouth drooped wide open as he told me they might have been small and covered with prosthesis to make them look normal but at least he had some. I got out of bed and went over to him and rubbed his forehead before kissing him and saying that I was so sorry. I told him that I still liked him and all ways had, even though we hadn't spent time together before this incident. With that he threw his arms around me and commented that he had always admired me from afar too. A nurse came in to see if Jay was all right? I said he woke crying. She asked if he was in pain and gave him something and said we should try and get some sleep. She informed us that the school and both our parents had been informed of what happened and that they would be here in the morning.

The nurse left but came back and said I have found you a pair of Satan boxer shorts that would fit me but that they were rather brightly covered. She showed them to me and they were made of panels of all the bright colours you could imagine. I slipped them on and they were a little loose but stayed up well enough and my basket still pushed the material out to show the world that some nice goodies lay hidden behind it. I nodded my approval and she left even though I looked like a walking rainbow but I somehow liked them more and more as I got used to them. I went into the bathroom and took my Speedos off and washed them, as they were rather grubby and smelt of spunk, as I just love to wear my Speedos all the time. I went back to bed and fell asleep. I woke as I heard people moving about so I got up and had a shower and put my Speedos on that had dried and pulled the boxers on over the top. When I came out of the bathroom two nurses were attending to Jay. They greeted me good morning and said breakfast wouldn't be long so I hopped up onto my bed to wait.

Breakfast wasn't long and it was good as I was ravenously hungry, as I hadn’t had anything to eat since lunch time yesterday. As we were eating Jay's parents came in and his dad was more than angry and started firing question after question at me like a gatling gun it was like he was blaming me for rueing his son. I was a bit taken back and frightened at the fervour of his questions, but Jay yelled at his dad to stop and said if it wasn't for Adam he wouldn't be here but have bleed to death, that I had nothing to do with his injuries. This was all going on as my parents entered the room. My dad heard what was said and commented I am proud of you son. It was then that Jay's dad said he was sorry and thanked me for helping his son. As things calmed down the police entered the room and said that they had been out to the campsite and revealed the part of the story to our parents. The police also said it was through me being cooled headed that I got help for Jay that saved his life. They took our parents to another room whilst the other policeman got a few more details from Jay and then explained that our explanation of the events fitted with what the other boys had said out at the camping ground when questioned.

When our parents and the other policeman returned my dad asked would Adam get into trouble for not having a boat licence. The policeman said I didn't hear that and I think under the circumstances it won't come up in court as I had saved Jay’s life. As the police were leaving the headmaster from the school came in. The feeling in the room turned dark and I saw Jay react to it as well. The headmaster went straight into damage control but Jay's dad told him to stop the crap as our boys were placed in a dangerous situation with no adult supervision and as a result my boy has had to pay a rather deer price for it. The headmaster asked what do you mean. Jay's father reiterated to loose his genitals and is now sexually nullified is not what I call an acceptable out come to us. My dad chimed in and said what if they had an accident in the motor boat trying to get help for Jay or that Jay had bleed to death because the teachers had abandoned them out there. I don’t think much of your schools organisation skills and will be pursuing this matter further. It was then that the headmaster said that he had only been told that Jay had been badly cut. He said this is serious, I am so sorry. I though that the teachers brought you into hospital. No my dad said they didn't. They weren’t there when the incident happened. They still wouldn’t know where the boys were if the police hadn't gone back out there to investigate the incident.

The long and short of it was Jay and I were taken back to the city and we became buddies never to be separated. There was a court case and Jay received a rather large compensation payment whilst I received compensation for the trauma I was put through as well. I also received a medal of bravery for saving Jay’s life. However the teachers involved lost their jobs out of it but not much happened to the ringleaders of Jay's attack that started all this. Jay and I live together and are partners in everything. Jay said once it was all over that he knew exactly who was responsible for him loosing his cock and balls so he hatched a strategy to get revenge on the four of them.

Jay had just a few people he really called close friends as most at school only hung around him for what they could get out of him, plus the girls that were always swooning around him. Five of his trusted friends are Daniel, Nathan, Ken, Matthew and Simon. None of them went to our college but they were all in on Jay’s planed revenge and helped him organise it and set it up. Jay knew that the guys that got him were all mates and hung around one of the parks down town with their skate boards. They always stayed there well after dark and often tried to bash up others that hung around when they wanted the place to themselves. So the guys were going to sneak in and ambush them near the public conveniences in the park. Jay pointed the guys out and then left. Matthew looked like a young boy and made sure he was seen by one of them and headed towards the toilet block and when the first victim came around the corner of the blind side the others caught him and injected him with something that put him to sleep. The sleeping lad was bound, hooded and gagged and thrown in the back of the van that was out of sight of the others whilst they ambushed the next boy. They pulled the same stunt till they got all four of the boys in question. They were then taken to an old warehouse and taken into an inner room that had no windows in it. All of Jays mates wore rubber gloves and old clothing and footwear that they could quickly dispose of after the deed was done. The power was still connected and the lights in the inner area still worked and no one would know they were in there. The four sleeping boys were carried inside and stripped of all their cloths including footwear. They all had very expensive designer skaters clothing on and their runners alone would have cost three or four hundred dollars each. All of their apparel was thrown in a box including their wallets and identification. There was only a few dollars in their wallets so that was removed and anything that I identified them was thrown into the cardboard box as well. All the while Jay and I were at his parent’s place having a meal and with them. My parents joined us after the meal and the six of us watched a video together. Simon videoed the action taking place at the warehouse so Jay could see what went on after all the fuss settled down.

In turn they brought one of the drugged boys over to a table and tied him to it before he was given something to bring him around. Once he was back in the land of the living and fully aware, his balls were pulled through an elastrator ring and the handles let go making sure he felt his nuts being tightly banded. The lad was then hit in the balls forcefully a dozen or more times straight. His nuts were hammered flat into his groin each time to both tenderise them and to make sure his orbs ached and throbbed severely and caused him more pain than he knew how to handle. He suffered pain like he had never felt before that now caused his misery. The centre of much of his boy pleasures now hurting him as they swelled up to more than double their normal size in his over abused nut sack. Our first victim’s body was taught like a piece of spring steel against the bonds that held him there to the table and you could just hear him screaming into his gag like a wild animal. Now that they knew they had his full attention a sharp blade was pushed against his dangling ball bag complete with its trapped precious contents. The knife blade was slowly and deliberately pulled through the bunched up package of the skin before it. The boy’s body was now shaking like a vibrator from the top of his head to the tips of his toes and down his arms to his fingers. Not only that he was sweating profusely like a fountain as he felt the pain of his more than tender swollen balls being man handled and pulled sharply down. The blade slowly severed through the tissue separating the skin slowly before it sending his nerves into an absolute total panic. At the same time his nerves were now sending the strongest messages of pain to his befuddled brain that he had now ever experienced in his life. No previous injury he had sustained in his short life had ever hurt like this did. Not only that the nerves now lay exposed to the cool air around them, and just like the nerves in a tooth open to the elements scream out in pain, so to were the bare nerves in the wound that was developing before the knife as his nuts and bag were being separated from him in one long extremely slow dragged out motion. It must have been a relief when the final bit of skin was finally cut free. He would have thought that his ordeal was over, but he was wrong, wrong, wrong, there was more to come. A red hot piece of metal was brought over and pushed into the wound to cauterise it before the band that still sat there under his useless dick was cut off. Again his body tried to arch off the table as the band snapped off and stung in the process but it was useless. As he lay there his chest was heaving up and down, gasping for relief wishing he had never been born.

Yet once more he wasn’t finished with yet, a catheter was brutally shoved down the eye of his cock into his bladder. A hot dagger was forced into the base of his cock near where his balls once sat. The cut was made on the underside of it into the urethra and pulled upwards opening the underside of his piss tube up right through to and including his dick head. Again his body was all twisted and distorted as he attempted to get away from the cause of his pain. The plastic tubing was pulled away from the head of his split cock and then the knob of his once fully functioning cock was chopped off with a heavy cleaver leaving him with a blind tube that was split from top to bottom. The plastic tubing was pushed back into the now open split shaft of skin that was once his proud cock and a powder that stung like millions of angry wasps was put on the sides of the split to stop all the bleeding and prevented the wound from ever knitting together again. The tubing also held the edges of the split away from each other and a crude bandage was put around it to hold the tubing in. By the time they were found they would never be able to repair their cocks so they could piss from them again. The doctors would have to do a urethra re-route or their piss would go every where including down their legs. Now he was done with and given something to knock him out again till the others were done. His three other mates were done in similar fashion before they too were thrown into the van again to be taken back to the park where they were taken from.

Everything was put back in the van and the room hosed down before they left. Fortunately there was a back way into the skate park. The four boys were dumped between some trees where the van couldn’t be seen from the street. As the guys were given an injection to bring them around, their cloths, shoes, wallets and skate boards were put in the cardboard box away from them and some kerosene was pored onto the contents of the box. Just as the van started a match was thrown into the box and set on fire. The guys in the van headed away from the park before the boys would have come too. Jay’s mates were well away from the park when some body saw the flames of the fire and called the police and fire brigade. By the time help had arrived the boys were fully awake to the pain of their more than aching, throbbing, tortured, and grief-stricken naked bodies. The fire was put out and the four taken to hospital leaving the police to sort out just what had happened to them. The guys suggested to the police that Jay and I may have been involved so they came to our place to talk to us but one of our neighbours told them that our parents had picked us up earlier in the evening. Our neighbour said we were picked up around seven thirty and gave the police Jay’s parents address as they knew each other. Jay’s mates had waited so nothing happened before we had been picked up by Jay’s parents. The door bell rang and Jay’s dad went to answer it. Our parents confirmed that we had been with them all night from seven thirty on. The police asked if we knew anything and we looked as surprised as the others in the room. The police drew a blank and the case was eventually closed when several other people interviewed around the park spoke of the guys bashing up their kids. The police also discovered from the boys’ finger prints that they were wanted on several other unsolved felonies that had been committed around the city and this incident had all been forgotten about in the legal mess the boys had gotten themselves in. So in the end they had no balls or useful cocks that served any purpose what so ever, but they ended up in prison for many years. They were more than used by their fellow prison cell mates as their boy toy bitches to screw at will. Each of the boys was well used by the other cell mates at will. They were known through out the entire prison system as the prison bitches, the lowest form of prison life to use and exploit and even abuse when ever the others craved for sex. Often the four of them would have two prisoners going hell for leather at it, one at each end of them. Even the prison guards turned a blind eye to it as it made it easy to keep the general prison population under control.

As for Jay and I we got on with our lives together. We are still together some twenty five years on and the business we started more than adequately provides for all our needs. Jay’s mates are still supporting us and have never been suspected of what happened that night when those boys lost more than their manhood’s. I know the night we all got together and watch the DVD Simon made out of the video he taken on that fateful night in the abandoned warehouse, that a lots and lots of cum flowed amongst the seven of us as we watched the scenes before us. It was a night and a half as we watched all those testicles being harvested. At the end of the night Daniel presented Jay a box and I know he was excited as he opened it and pulled out a glass jar that had the eight reaped balls swimming around in it as a trophy. I know I shoot my bolt again when I realised what was in the jar that Jay showed me.

The boy bitches were released several moths ago and they are still none the wiser and are struggling to get jobs to support themselves with. On their job hunting they stumbled into our business one day and Jay had great delight in telling them that there we no jobs going that they could apply for. Nor did he know of any other job vacancies going that he new of with other business he knew. They left not knowing that it was Jay they had spoken too. We heard much later that they were all back in jail for bumping an old lady off for her pension money. They were only out of jail for less than three months and this time they are back there for life, never to be released again. They will remain the prison bitches for the rest of their miserable lives.

Life has away of evening the score after all. In spite of their exclusive private collage upbringing who’s humiliated now!