While I wait for my meet, I am thinking back to my youth, when I was anaround 18 and in a cadet force. I was very small then (I've not grown much). The cadets were on a week long camp and we stayed in rooms of 15 or so lads (all over 16). There was the usual horseplay and being small, I was often the target. One evening we were all messing about and pillow fighting and stuff, when several of the lads directed the attention on me. Some of them grabbed me and before I knew what was happening they had started to undress me. I was young and a bit confused, but struggled a bit, but I was never going to win and didn't really put up much of a fight. My shirt was off easily and then they undid my trousers and pulled them down to my ankles. I realised that I was getting aroused a bit, and when they got my trousers right off my pants were already being taken off and my cock was obviously part aroused. There were lots of comments and while four or five of them held me down on a bed, they all had a good look. I stopped struggling and then someone said "He's got a hard on!" and that was followed by "Wank him!" which turned into a chant. I was scared a bit but excited and my cock was out of my control now as it grew and leaked. One of the lads was bolder than the rest and grasped my cock amnd wanked it a bit to the cheers of the rest. There were many cries of encouragement from the others "Lie back and enjoy it" and I put up a token almost imperceptible struggle, as my cock was stroked for me. My heart was beating and my cock was hard, but I knew it wouldn't cum quickly - it always took me ages then. So he wanked me and someone else squeezed my balls (very tenderly and I loved that), and the comments and cheers continued and I hoped that the lads holding me down didn't let go, as I would be expected to escape then, and I didn't want that at all now. The wanker handed over to another lad and he felt different and I was enjoying this a lot now, but a new chant began "Cum! Cum!" and I surrendered to this guys lovely hand and let my self go with suitable protests that I didn't mean, and to a great cheer, my cum flowed out in great pouring gobs and I felt fantastic (although I was still protesting). My cum subsided, and although I was till being held, most of the lads drifted away back to their beds, but another lad, said "Make him cum again" and they started wanking me again!!! I had never ever wanked twice in one go and this was new ground for me, and I was afraid that it would hurt, but I found myself making myself getting hard and the remaining lads started encouraging me when they saw that I was enjoying it. I found myself saying "don't let go of my arms" as I didn't want to be seen to be too much of a volunteer for this (totally silly but that is how it was). It didn't take as long as I expected before I came again - not as much as the first time, but still worthwhile for the lads, and for me!! Then they let go of me and left me to gather my clothes and go back to my bedspace. I crawled into my bed and lay there quietly until "Lights Out" and then felt myself relax as I thought of the last hour or so, "I enjoyed that" I thought to myself. As the room fell asleep, and breathing became low and steady, I was still awake, playing gently with myself. In the darkness, I felt someone near, and a hand slipped up under my bedclothes, groping for me. Without a thought, I took the hand and guided it to my cock, and then moved o=across the bed as the mystery lad climbed quietly into bed with me. He was naked of course, and he pressed his big hard cock against my side. I twisted to grasp it with my hand and we lay there wanking each other. He was clearly more ready to cum than I was and before long I heard his breathing start to labour and felt his cock swelling in my hand and then the warm stickiness of his cum pouring over my leg. I squeezed his cock to get everything out of it, feeling triumphant that I had been able to cause someone to cum. He left almost immediately after that and I never knew who he was (the Lone Ranger maybe?). I hoped that it would all happen again, but it didn't...at least not during that camp week.
