They made him the happiest fagot in town.

These five guys had been neighbors since childhood; they grew up together in a country town in the interior of São Paulo surrounded by cane fields. Their families knew each other, went to the same school, the same church, and were the same age. Ever since their sexuality emerged during adolescence, they bullied the biggest, realizing he was submissive and faggot. Friends noticed before him his gay nature. His family was the poorest; he was bigger, stronger, and hairier, and he had a vast and beautiful dick, but he soon found out he was gay.

Instead of bothering or moving away from them, he did the opposite; he encouraged the humiliation and violence of his friends. They treated him like a bitch, took him to the cane fields and fucked him, made him suck their dicks, and spanked him. He was the first fuck for each of them, the first blowjob, and the one who knew how to jerk them off better than themselves. He obeyed, sucked, and endured everything willingly and with his hard cock, happy and horny.

They soon became his only friends as his family threw him out of his home; he had to drop out of school, work as a gas station attendant and live at the back of a gas station.

His four friends grew up, attended college and prospered, dated and married, had families, and started businesses.

The poor and queer friend could not go to his friends' houses nor be seen with them. They kept their friendship with him a secret from the group, and he willingly became the secret whore of the group of "straight" friends.

He did everything they ordered or asked, always available and willing. Almost every weekend, the four friends would pick him up at the gas and take him to the cane field to fuck, humiliate and beat him. 

They left town in one of their trucks when they stopped at bars and made him get off with a leash, barefoot, and pay for everyone's drink. They took from him all the money he earned; they always kept him without any savings.

"You don't need any money, right bitch? The only thing you need to be happy about is to keep your ass full of our cum! That's not it, you piece of shit!"

He agreed and handed over to his friends whatever little he earned weekly without complaint. He only had the money to pay for what he ate and old uniforms, and it was a miserable and empty life.

He would let his friends tie him to the same electricity poles to whip him violently for hours until he almost passed out.

Still tied to the posts, he resignedly accepted; when they squeezed and twisted his nipples and hard dick with pliers. He came during even the most violent tortures, even when he moaned in pain and lust. His cum jet confirmed his bitchy nature and submission to his friends.

At the end of the afternoon, they left him naked and covered in piss, spit, and semen in the cane field so that he could return alone and walk naked to the gas station.

He loved his friends profoundly and was grateful for everything they did for him. He would do anything for their happiness and dream of being theirs forever. They made him the happiest fagot in town.