Assaulted

I remember that day very clearly. It was one of those sleepless mild summer nights. I was on my way home and had to cut through the park. Three slightly drunk youths were sitting on a bench talking and laughing loudly. I was a bit afraid but tried not to let it show. When I had reached the bench one of the three guys (he was about 17, latin looking, wearing baggy skater pants and totally messed-up Fila basketball shoes) yelled out to me: »Hey dude, let’s have your cigarettes!« I said that I didn’t have any and wanted to walk on when suddenly the second guy jumped up and stood in my way. Despite his age – he must have been 16 or so – he was significantly taller than me. He had a buzzcut and wore a bomber jacket, adidas pants with buttons along the sides of the legs and Nike airmax sneakers. He grabbed me and shouted: »Give us your cash!«

All I had left was about 5 Euros which I fished out of my pockets with trembling hands. The third guy who had still been sitting on the bench now jumped up and said: »Is that all?« I answered: »That’s all I have!« when the 17 year-old boy said: »But the fee is 25 Euros!« I looked at him nervously.

He asked his mates: »How much beating-up do you think he deserves for those missing 20 Euros?« The buzzcut said, laughing: »Enough to get him into hospital, that’s for sure!« – »Please, don’t beat me up«, I stammered. »I'll do anything you want!«

»You will, too«, said the third guy and pushed me to the ground. I landed on my back. I was just about to get up again when he ordered me to stay where I was. He planted one of his fucked-up Adidas Streetball shoes on my chest and scrutinized me from above. Then he shoved his old sneaker right into my face and said: »And now lick!« Since I was scared I obeyed immediately. He watched closely as I licked the dirty sole clean. A foul, funky taste spread in my mouth. »Good boy«, said the 17 year-old guy. He sat back on the bench and made me crawl over to his feet to take his old Filas off. I did. After I had taken off one of his sneakers an incredibly vile and cheesy smell entered my nostrils. His foot in his formerly white sport sock landed straight in my face. He wrapped hios toes so tightly aroung my nose that all I could breathe in was the funky smell of his stinky feet, for he had shoved his old Fila sneaker deep into my mouth. »You like that?«, the 17 year-old boy sneered. »Say after me: I get turmed on by the funky smell of your feet!« I was so scared, I repeated the words and took in all the disgusting smell of his sweaty feet. Now he ordered me to lick his feet clean. I pulled his sock off with my teeth and gave his foot a good tongue bath, eating the toejam from beetween his salty toes. The other two guys watched closely, and as soon as I was done, the buzzcut said: »And now ist blowjob time!« He took his fat prick out of hispants and shoved it right into my mouth. I started sucking until he came. The buzzcut shot his load into my throat and said: »Now swallow!«

Disgusted I swallowed all of his his jizz and licked his cock clean.

I now had to lick his filthy Nikes clean – first the grimy leather, then the rubber sole and the air cushions in which all the dirt had accumulated. He watched me clearly enjoing the sight of my tongue gliding all over his shoes. Finally the third guy said: »That was worth 15 Euros, That’s 5 Euros left. Lie down on the bench!« I obeyed, hoping that all of this would be over soon. The 17 year-old boy said: »Hey, cool, a human cushion to sit on!« before he sat down on my belly with all his weight. Soon after this, the buzzcut’s ass landed on my chest. The third guy grinned and sat down right on my face. He moved his ass back and forth so that my nose ended up right in his crack. The 17 year-old boy laughed and said: »Let’s see how long he can cope!«. The buzzcut added: »Not very long, I bet.« At that moment I felt a long slow fart which nearly made me faint. The smell was so vile and disgusting that the others yelled: »You are such a pig, man!« The third guy gut up again and said: »And now fuck off, you loser! And don’t tell anybody, or ...«

Still dizzy from the smell, I ran away and never told anybody what had happened that mild summer night in the park.