Over an hour

Cedric shivered. This time, it was not from the cold, but from the compromising position he was in - naked in broad daylight, bound to a fence, and exposed to the world. His invisible attackers wasted no time in making their presence felt. They unrelentingly molested and penetrated him, the warm, wet, tight sheath enveloping his rigid cock pulsing in time to some unseen beat, the banana-sized intrusion in him poking and prodding at his **** prostate. A moan escaped Cedric's lips unbidden as he felt a first wave of pleasurable heat roll outward from his groin.

The graveyard was, mercifully, mostly empty. The occasional visitor would arrive, get out of their car, and proceed into either the graveyard or the church. Many did double takes upon seeing a naked and erect teenaged boy resting against the graveyard fence, but they all quickly left, presumably unwilling to get caught up in whatever was going on. Most of them probably assumed it was some sort of prank.

Of course, Cedric's luck wasn't going to hold forever. About half an hour after he was tied to the fence, a seven-seater SUV pulled into the carpark and disgorged a family of six: two harried-looking parents and four young adults.

The parents were obviously in a rush. They moved quickly and spoke in short sentences, not even sparing a sideways glance at Cedric as they went back and forth. They bustled into the church and spent no more than a couple of minutes there before hurrying into the graveyard. Their children, on the other hand, behaved much more languidly. They dallied behind their parents at every step, loitered at the church doors while their parents were within, and when their parents had entered the graveyard, they slowly sauntered over to where Cedric was restrained, clearly discussing his predicament.

The foursome were brown-haired, pale-skinned and tall; the shorter girl had an inch on him, and the boys were at least a head taller. Their accents were not distinctive, and Cedric wasn't able to recognize them. He fervently hoped that none of them attended his college; it would make the remainder of his life there infinitely more awkward.

"... probably some kind of prank," the shorter brother said, turning back. "I'll go tell the church guy." The other brother waved him off, eyes glued to his phone.

A light blush crept up Cedric's face as one of the girls pointed a long, manicured finger at his cock. He tried to hide by doubling over, but the bonds on his wrists prevented him from escaping his exposure.

"Look, Lyn, he's leaking!" the shorter girl said. A strand of precum had left the top of his shaft and was now making its way down to his balls.

"Help, please, unt - a-a-ahhh..." Cedric's plea was cut short, another wave of heat drawing forth a moan from the poor boy.

"He's kind of cute," she giggled, completely ignoring him.

"Bit short though, Val, don't you think?"

"Welllll... certainly not short where it counts!"

"Bet you're imagining how it feels already."

"Shut up!" Val giggled.

"Curves upwards pretty nicely, I'll give him that. Looks good."

"His abs are pretty."

"Bet his ass feels just as fine."

"Nice tan line."

Together, the two girls happily discussed his body in great detail, as if he were nothing more than a museum exhibit. Their comments were sometimes tinged with such lewdness that even Cedric's ears had started to blush. It definitely didn't help that both girls were really attractive. Val was cute and bubbly; her voice was full of joy and her bright brown eyes sparkled with mischief. Her hair was done up in a ponytail that stretched down to her shoulders, and it swished about her head as she spoke animatedly. On the other hand, Lyn was almost certainly more mature. She exuded elegance, even in her casual attire, and her speech was filled with an air of unbothered nonchalance, as if she were discussing something as trivial as tomorrow's weather.

"So why do you think he's so excited?" Val asked, sweeping her ponytail out of her face.

"It must be me," the other boy spoke, his deep, rumbling voice laced with sarcasm even as his gaze never left his mobile. "I'm extremely sexy."

"Shut up, Michael."

Just then, the brother who had gone into the church returned. "Just spoke to the church guy. He said he's probably some sort of exhibitionist. He caught him naked and excited in the storeroom, so he tied him up and left him outside here where he could get his audience. Apparently he was hard the whole time, even when the guy was threatening him with a gun."

"Oooooooh. Does that mean we can touch him?" Val asked, her hand already halfway to his cock.

"No, pl - !" But before Cedric could finish registering his objection, Val's fingers had come into contact with his manhood. The touch of her hand sent a jolt of electricity through Cedric's groin, and before he knew it his hips had thrust themselves forwards as far as they could. Her other hand went to his balls, gently massaging them, and Cedric groaned loudly, his knees shaking.

Lyn joined in the fun as well. She reached out, placing her hands firmly on Cedric's chest, and proceeded to pull and twist at his small, brown nipples. She was rewarded with a whimper as Cedric arched his back forwards in response. "Wow, you're really getting off on this, aren't you, boy?" she marveled, in a tone that had Cedric feeling tiny and insignificant. "Naughty, naughty..."

Cedric tried to object, but with two pretty ladies and multiple invisible assailants teasing him from every angle, added to his currently extremely aroused state, the protest died on the tip of his tongue. Before long, his mind was battered into submission, leaving behind only a base, primal instinct that made his body actively welcome and search for every stroke of his shaft, every caress of his balls and every jab at his prostate. Together, they quickly drove him to the edge. He was panting, his breaths coming in short, shallow bursts, interspersed with longer, guttural moans, and he was mindlessly humping Val's fist as he chased orgasm. The tip of his shaft was already turning a slight shade of purple after all the attention that had been lavished on it.

"I think he's going to blow soon," Lyn laughed.

"Hold on!" Val grabbed her phone from her purse, handing it to Michael. "I wanna get this on camera!"

"Sure," Michael agreed. He peered at Cedric for a moment before a small, thoughtful frown creased his face, as if he was trying to piece something together.

Cedric was too far gone to realize that he was being recorded. A fire had been lit within him, its intensity so great that he felt as if he would burn up from within. A tremor raced through his body and his balls lay nearly flat against his groin, preparing to fire their load. The only thing that mattered to him now after nearly an hour of non-stop stimulation was reaching the promised land.

"Slow down, Val," Lyn whispered.

"What for?" Val asked.

"Just do it, it'll be fun."

"Okay..."

Cedric keenly felt the drastic difference as Val slowed down her strokes, teasing him instead of actively fueling the fire within. He bucked violently as the strength of his thrusts redoubled, his hips moving with reckless abandon, but it was simply not enough.

"A-a-a-ahhh, p-please..." he gasped, eyes screwed shut.

"Please what, boy?" Lyn purred, one hand trailing down his abs while the other groped his rear.

"Please... mm... please let me - a-a-ah! - cum..."

"Poor boy," Lyn teased. "So close to cumming, but having no way of doing it on his own."

"Please..."

"Louder."

"PLEASE..." Cedric whined piteously - a lost, **** sound.

"Please what, boy?!"

"PL-PLEASE, AA-AH, PLEASE LET ME C-CUM!" Cedric yelled, utterly humiliated.

"Good boy," Lyn snickered. She turned to Val, who was staring at her with awe in her eyes. "Well, Val," she said. "He's all yours."

Val didn't need to be told twice. She started pumping his manhood with renewed vigour, her other hand groping his tight ballsack.

Cedric felt the point of no return rushing towards him like an oncoming freight train. His whole body tensed, his muscles clenching and showing off their definition; his breathing became erratic and fevered, and the heat that had been roiling within him grew larger, engulfing his every nerve...

And then he was there. With a scream, Cedric's long-awaited eruption finally burst forth from his manhood; his body jerked and shuddered uncontrollably, his pulsing privates spewing forth his seed for all they were worth. The girls cheered at the sight of the helpless, ejaculating boy in front of them, while the boys laughed. One... two... three... in total, six strings of Cedric's seed flew from the tip of his head before the rest started to dribble out. As the final bits of cum left his body, Cedric's mind began to reawaken... and the colour drained from his face as he realized what had just happened. He sagged against the fence, all strength and dignity gone.

"That was AWESOME!" Val squealed, reaching out to high-five Lyn, who hastily declined.

"You have cum on your hands."

Val looked at her hand intently before wiping it on Cedric's chest. "Problem solved." Cedric groaned in mortification.

"You should've put it on his face," the other brother said.

"Chris, that's mean," Val pouted.

"He's probably into that, too, for all you know."

"By the way," Michael looked up, having stopped recording. "I think I recognize him..."

Oh. Fuck. Please, no. No.

"You DO?! You know him?!"

"Well... not exactly, but kind of? I have this friend named Ethan..."

"Ethan from basketball?"

"Yeah, that guy. Anyway, he has a roommate... and I honestly think this might be him. He looks kind of familiar. Same body shape. Same height, too."

Fuck my life. Just... just kill me now.

"Oooooh! Can you help me ask Ethan for his number?" Val asked excitedly.

"You think he'll want to talk to you after you made him beg you to let him cum in public? He's probably dying of embarrassment right now!"

"That wasn't me, that was Lyn!"

"And hold your horses, I'm not even sure if this is the right guy!"

"Send this Ethan a picture, then!" Val advanced on Michael.

"Okay, okay!" Michael placated, hastily taking a photo. "Jesus, Val, you sound so **** for him."

"I AM! I mean, no, not ****, but he is cute. And he seems nice."

"And you're basing this on having jerked him off once... in the carpark of a graveyard... in broad daylight... while he was tied to a fence... naked."

"Details," she airily waved off.

At that moment, a cry of, "Children!" rang out from the carpark. The quartet's parents had returned, and having finished their business, beckoned to their children. The four of them turned as one - but not before Val had given Cedric a little peck on the cheek.

"Bye! See you around, hopefully!" She giggled before sprinting off.

"Hey - Hey, wait! Help! Let me-!" Cedric desperately begged. However, before he could finish, she had hopped into the car and disappeared into the distance.

---

It took Adrian and Ethan another thirty minutes to show up. To Cedric's relief, the the invisible fingers seemed to have disappeared. However, that brought about its own problems - without the distraction of being forcibly aroused, Cedric's self-consciousness was at the forefront of his mind. Those thirty minutes were the longest of Cedric's life as he was **** to stand in one spot, unable to hide, cum stains on the ground in front of him and his own dried cum forming a crust on his chest. It was a massive, massive relief when he saw Adrian's silver Honda Civic finally pull into the carpark. Adrian soon emerged with Ethan in tow, wearing a set of baggy clothes that certainly belonged to Adrian.

"Holy shit, Cedric, what happened to you?!"

"HELP! Please let me go!" Cedric's wrists pulled futilely at the fence, his voice tinged with misery.

Adrian pulled out a pair of scissors and hastily cut Cedric's hands loose. As Cedric pulled his hands free, he quickly grabbed onto Ethan like a drowning man grasping at a lifebuoy.

"Man, I know last night must have sucked, but surely you didn't miss me THAT much?"

Hearing Ethan's gentle ribbing was the last straw, and Cedric let loose a small sniffle, his bare shoulders visibly shaking. Adrian and Ethan stared at each other, unsure of what to do. "Um. Let's, uh... get into my car first," Adrian suggested. "Then you can tell us about it."

They all climbed into the back row of Adrian's car, and with a little bit of persuasion, Cedric eventually divulged most of the details about the situation to the other two boys. They were very sympathetic to his plight, and Ethan pulled Cedric into his lap and gave him a big hug even before he'd gotten halfway through the story.

"You're not worried that someone outside will see you hugging a naked guy and assume you're gay or something?" Cedric joked weakly, but didn't make any attempt to leave Ethan's warm and reassuring hug.

"I don't care what they'd assume and it's none of their business anyway," Ethan replied, his strong arms tightly embracing Cedric. "Are you okay?"

"I'll need some time to get over it," Cedric admitted, the tension slowly leaving his shoulders. "But I'll live. I think."

"Don't worry. I won't look at whatever Michael or his sisters choose to send," Ethan promised. "They're a bunch of dicks for doing that to you."

"I won't say any more about this since Ethan seems to have the emotional bit covered well," Adrian said. "But don't forget, you guys still need to grab your stuff. Oh, and here's a spare pair of clothes for you, Ced."

"Oh, right," Ethan realized. "My phone's still out there... if it still works."

"Uh... can one of you help me grab my stuff?" Cedric asked hesitantly. "I just... don't really want to be outside right now."

Ethan turned to Adrian. "You okay with staying here with Ced while I go get our things?"

"Go ahead, we'll be fine."

---

Some time later

"It's been an hour. I wonder why Ethan's taking so long?" Adrian mused.

"Maybe he's trying to grab his clothes back as well. I would try. They did seem pretty stuck, though."

"You know what would be funny?"

"What?"

"If, well..." Adrian trailed off, his eyes widening as they swept over to the graveyard entrance. "Well, that."

Cedric followed Adrian's gaze and immediately facepalmed when he saw Ethan - a very naked Ethan - barreling towards the car, handphone clutched in his right hand and Cedric's car keys in his left.

Adrian quickly opened the car door, but Ethan stopped just short of jumping in. With his hands braced on his knees, he panted, "We need... leave NOW! Caretaker's chasing... really mad!"

Cedric, not wanting to spend any more time at the graveyard or with its enraged caretaker, quickly leapt out of Adrian's car. "Thanks for the clothes; I'll return them soon!" He and Ethan sprinted to his Camry and quickly jumped in; Cedric started the ignition, put the car in first gear, and drove off right as he saw the caretaker come running though the gates, breathing heavily.

Ethan flicked the window switch, stuck his head out, flipped the bird and yelled, "SO LONG AND FUCK OFF, YOU OLD PERVERT!"

"Ethan!"

"That was for you," Ethan laughed, pulling his head back in and winding the window back up as Cedric accelerated. "Let's get out of here!"