Pitching a tent

From: Anonymous


I hope I can still laugh about this today. I'm a junior now, but when I was a freshman in high school, the seniors would always find ways to torture me. One day as I left the showers to get dressed, they jumped me, stripped me naked, duct taped me to a chair, and tossed me in the girls' locker room. Now I was scared. What would happen if some girls showed up. Well, some girls did show up: a group of about six cheerleaders that jsut finished practice. I tried to keep quiet, but they found me anyway. They were in the middle of changing and I was shocked to see them in their bras and panties. This would be enough to make a normal guy get a hard-on, but I resisted. They sensed my resistance and actually started trying to make me come. One of them let the strap on her bra slip off. Nothing. But then one of them took her bra off and started pushing her perfect breasts into my face. That did it. They all broke into laughter at the mess I made and the size of my "package". From then on, as long as they were at that school, they would keep reminding me of that day. They told their other cheerleader friends and every once in all while they would give my crotch a discreet squeeze to see my reaction and one of them even unbuttoned her shirt all the way when we were in a more secluded part of the school, just to see the nervous look on my face and the tiny tent I pitched in my pants.

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