Teen Bully

To all the readers of "Teen Bully" Once again I would like to thank my good friend Mark Wild for taking the time out of his busy schedule to help me out, by writing this awesome chapter!

I'm sure that each of you will agree after reading this chapter, that Mark did an excellent job.

He has offered to write Pt. 40 as well.

After which...... I will be back to write the final chapter.

I ask once again that those of you that ENJOY this very long chapter, to please take a moment to email Mark and let him know.

Thank you all for the very many e-mails pertaining markwild082@yahoo.com to this story, and for being patient. Although this chapter was two months in the making.....I'm sure you will all agree with me .......that Mark has once again certainly made our wait worth while.

Chaz

Note to the Readers of "Teen Bully"

In the first place, of course, I'd like to thank Chaz again, for letting me play with his story!

And to everyone else who also waited patiently... well, I just hope it was worth it! I had NO idea when I began this chapter that it would turn out so looooong... In fact, what we originally thought would be two chapters has now turned into three!

After that, though, I swear that Teen Bully will return to its dad and creator! So thanks again, everyone, and enough of my talking.

Now, back to the Dog Days of Summer!

Mark Wild.

Disclaimer: Please read: If you are not yet 18 years of age or if it is illegal to read materials of this kind where you live, then please stop now. This story contains descriptions of sexual activity between teenage boys and is for adult eyes only. The acts are consensual and are a result of their love or lust for one another. This story is completely fiction, all descriptions and names are also made up, and any similarities are truly just that, purely similarities.

"Teen Bully," pt. 39

With a final smirk...and a double biceps pose over his fallen brother, Dillan turned and took a step toward his new Master's throne.

Jamie grabbed me roughly by my elbow and jerked me down in between him and his buddy, so hard I knocked my knees against the planking. "Looks like you got a ring-side seat for the show, huh, Tinkerbell?" He laughed, and I could see the cold glint in his pupils through the eye-holes of his mask. He nudged his buddy in the ribs like they were already sharing a joke and yelled out:

"Woohoo!! You are the MAN, Fozi Martin! We've all been waiting around for YEARS for some tough dude like you to come along and show these damn Fazios what's what... And dude? you came along JUST at the right time! I mean, it's one thing to go around beating on fags and shit---but turning on their best friend Sean, your own BROTHER, man? That's cold, bro... Just speaking for me and my buddy Mike here, who's like my best bud these days? We're PROUD, dude, that you are gonna be our classmate!"...

Man, I thought I would barf listening to Jamie go on like that, but stupid Fozi just sat back on his throne and sucked it all up, basking in all the attention... spreading his thick legs even wider, knowing that all of our eyes were on the rippling and well-developed muscles in his arms and chest, and on his awesome baseball-size bulge. Danny was still looking at it from where he lay on the floor. Hell, I think even Sean was staring at it again. But, just then? no one was looking at Fozi... like Dillan was...

It was like he wasn't paying attention to anything or anyone else around him but his new damn Master. He had just taken another step forward when Fozi suddenly turned his attention from the crowd and gave him a dirty look. "What the fuck, Butch? Who told you dogs could walk, huh? You feeling frisky, Butch? cause you just knocked down that fuckin cocksucker you call a brother, man?" Dillan hesitated, but then said, "N-no, Fozi... no sir... I---" "Then GET down on those damn hands and knees, FAGGOT! You want a taste of my fists again, Butch? Is that it?" "N-no, Fozi, I---" "Then HOW many times I gotta tell ya, huh? You wanna taste my awesome thick tool... you gotta CRAWL up here for it! Then maybe, just MAYBE, you can lick my plum-size nuts and I'll let you suck on my fat prick. AFTER you beg me, of course!... You got that, ASSHOLE?" I saw Danny start smiling, listening to Fozi talk his brother down.

Kneeling between Jamie and his friend there on the floor I watched Dillan move his eyes slowly around the edges of the stage, as if he were tallying up all the people he knew... and the other people he didn't... adding something up. Finally his eyes rested on Fozi again, and Jamie's hand came down and squeezed my neck so hard I winced. Then with a little gulp Dillan sank to his knees, turning his head back to Danny. "I'll show you," he hissed, real low. "I'll show you who's Fozi's favorite, OLDER BROTHER..." Then it was like he forgot about Danny, too, and turned his whole body back to the throne. Fozi held his gaze a second longer, then snapped his fingers once. A little shiver passed through Dillan's body, then he sank down on his hands... and began to crawl to where the younger Fozi sat in state. Across the stage I heard someone---Joey?---say, "Hell yeah..." and snicker... and then I felt Jamie's breath warm in my ear. "God dammit, Tinkerbell, you have any friends who AREN'T faggots?" I was gonna protest when I saw his hand reach down and scratch his nuts through those damn shiny nylon gamepants he was wearing... and I got distracted from what was going on with Dillan... cause I kept my mouth shut, just watching his fingers moving over the bulge in his pants, you know? I mean, if Danny hadn't been right there I don't know what I woulda maybe done... so I guess I was feeling kind of torn, you know? But Jamie? Man, he must have been working out at the gym something wicked lately... or whatever... he was just soooooo more buff than I ever remembered and his balls just looked so much bigger too.... sliding back and forth under the tight nylon of his pants...

In the meantime, from where I sat, I could see clearly the tight white briefs that covered Dillan's firm butt, and the muscles that moved in his glutes and the back of his thighs as he crawled... slowly but with purpose... to his New Master's feet. Then he stopped, and heeled, like he was waiting for permission... Fozi lifted his foot and nudged Dillan right below his chin with his boot, his eyes boring into Dill's. "You want it?" I couldn't see his face from my position, but I saw Dillan move his head up and down, like he was scratching himself on the toe of the boot, and heard a low "Woof?" Fozi broke into a huge fuckin grin and slowly lowered his foot. Dillan's head followed it, and soon we could all see him with his face pressed against his master's muscled leg, and the sound of little kisses as he worked his mouth over the black leather instep.

Fozi leaned forward. "You like that, Butch? You like being on your knees in front of me like this? With your friends out there watchin ya...You finally figuring out your place, pup? Is that what's got those briefs you're wearing so tented out?" Dillan lifted his mouth from the leather of Fozi's boot and looked straight up into his eyes. "Yeah, Fozi, you know it, man... You know you've got me hard for you all the time now... I can't help it Fozi... I wake up in the morning and I don't even want my Frosted Flakes, man, I just wanna bike over to your house and swallow your warm cumload first thing... and... Sean's too... when you let me..." Sean smirked and squeezed his crotch and Fozi glanced over at me briefly. "Yeah, Butch, guess my awesome dick and tough-boy ways have made cocksuckers out of your whole family, huh?" He started chuckling, ticking off blowjobs on his fingers, "A load for you, a load for Fido, a load for you, a load for F---"

"PLEEAAASE, Fozi? I'm begging ya, man, I can't stand to share you anymore... You know I wanna be your #1 bitch. I admit it man... I'm so addicted to the taste of your thick cream I want it all the time! It drives me nuts, knowing I'm not getting it all.... PLEEEAASE Fozi?"

Danny whimpered in frustration loud enough for us all to hear, and Fozi laughed, "What? and let your brother go hungry, Butch?" "Yeah," Dillan said, leaning down and licking Fozi's well muscled calf... "He don't need it like I do..." Fozi leaned back again. "Oh yeah he does... he needs it JUST as bad as you do, Butch." He turned his head. "DONTCHA, Fido?" Danny blushed, and shook his head yes a few times. "Yeah, " Fozi said, "Damn right you do."

He returned his attention to Dillan then, looking down from his throne at his new little bitch-boy. "Yeah, Butch, this is your lucky day for sure. I haven't had a good blowjob since waaay back around five, when Fido here was down licking my big nuts, trying to coax his dinner out of my balls, haha!! So.... whaddya say? Are you finally ready to GET DOWN AND BLOW ME, MAN? In front of all your friends here, bro? who knew you when you used to be STRAIGHT? haha!... before I came along and bitched you out?"

Fozi reached down and slowly, teasingly, cupped the front of his leather briefs. "Will you do that for me, bro? Show em once and for all what a GOOD fag you've turned out to be?... and how much you LOVE your master's sweet cum? Show all your buddies how you'll even let my big dick batter the back of your throat?---and gag on it, if ya have to... just for a taste of my extra huge jock-boy load?..." Dillan leaned down and licked Fozi's leg again, looked up and said loudly, "Woof!" I watched Fozi lean forward and slowly, deliberately, drool a long length of spit down onto his speedos. He looked at Dillan and snapped his fingers. "Then get that pussy ass over here, BITCH, and clean up my fucking crotch!"

"Fuckin eh, Mike, will ya look at that? He's eating the faggot's SPIT, man! Dude! You gotta remember that, man, if you get lucky later...." "Don't you fuckin worry about THAT, Jamie Hunter. I've been waiting waaaaay too long... to pay that faggot asshole back for the way he used to treat me... to let that bitch get away from me NOW!" I could hear Mike and Jamie talking low between themselves as I knelt down on the floor between them, but I guess my attention was so on Dill that it didn't really bother me much... that I wasn't quite following what they were saying... All I could see was Dillan crawling forward, and his tongue licking Fozi's fresh spit from his leather crotch.

"Hell yeah, you bitch," Fozi said to the back of Dillan's head. "Let me feel that fucking tongue of yours... let me see you lick my spit off these bulging fucking speedos! Man, it's gonna be tough to convince anybody you ain't a faggot NOW... Aw fuck... that's right, Butch... man, you're really fuckin licking me GOOD, huh?" Grabbing Dillan by the back of his head, Fozi began to hump his face slowly, obscenely gyrating his hips up and down... rubbing his whole leather crotch over Dillan's flushed and panting face. Making it last, so that all of Dillan's and Danny's buds could see what the former tough bullies were up to these days.

Dillan pressed forward and held his mouth open meekly so Fozi could rub the long outlined bulge of his cock over his nose and lips, and the edge of his tongue, as he stuck it out to lick... "Damn, Butch, are you liking that, pup?.... Bet you can feel my awesome cockhead, huh--these briefs are sooo wicked tight!... Yeah? You can? Yeah, I thought you could. Yeah.... aw yeah, that's right, bitch, right there, just under the head... yeah, right there where it flares... aw FUCK... you are some fuckin bitch...."

Fozi's tight leather speedos were getting wetter and wetter as we all watched Dillan bathe them with his tongue. His arms rose slowly to circle Fozi's waist, until his hands rested flat on the boy's lower back. Then pulling him forward half off his throne he mashed Fozi's crotch full against his open mouth, and started making little sucking sounds... as he worked his tongue over the long leather bulge... and even maneuvered himself a little to hump himself on Fozi's leg.... all while he serviced his master's yellow briefs and licked them as clean as he could. The whole time he did this Jamie kept scratching his own big nuts right next to me, usually from the outside of his shiny gamepants, but once in awhile he slid his hands inSIDE of them, too, so I could see his big football-captain balls moving back and forth as he scratched---and then every so often he'd hold his hand and fingers in front of my nose, for a laugh... For once I was kind of glad that Danny's attention was obviously elsewhere, so he wouldn't see me turning blue and trying to hold my breath... to avoid smelling Jamie's ball odor so close... and I even went so far as to start breathing through my mouth, ya know? to escape the strong masculine smell... until Jamie caught on to what I was doing and shoved his fingers deep into my mouth... the next time... and made me suck them clean, for being a little bitch...

"Fuck! Mike! Will ya look at that, man? It's like half the dudes we know, man, are turning out fags! Maaannn... we are gonna be SOOOOO swimmin' in pussy, bro!" Jamie leaned over me and threw a chummy arm around his buddy Mike's muscular shoulder. When I looked up, however, this dude named Mike was wearing a sad sad face. Then he burped and flicked an imaginary tear that was leaking down over his face-mask. "Damn... Amy, I--- I don't know how to break this to ya, darlin'... But I... I heard your boyfriend Dillie don't eat seafood anymore...!" "Oooooh my god, Amanda!" Jamie countered, wiggling his fingers around in my mouth, "I am soooo soooo sorry, girl! I swear to ya, Amanda, I had NO idea... that SUPER HUNK was a...well... a dick-sniffer!..." Mike almost spit his beer all over me... for some reason he thought this was soooo damn funny... They kept on mumbling this shit, too, back and forth---while I slumped there and felt sooo sorry for Dillan... and tried hard not to look at their tight nylon crotches... and tried even harder not to gag on Jamie's strong fingers...

You'd think that "King" Fozi should have been satisfied... with the job his new PUP was doing on his briefs. I mean, what the fuck was his problem, huh?.... The whole time Danny and I were together, and---I admit it---in spite of some of the horrible things he'd put me through in the early days... he'd NEVER humiliated me so bad as to make me do shit like fight for his dick, like Fozi and Sean seemed to think was so funny... I mean, I know now... that I ALWAYS was a fag, but... Dillan wasn't... was he?.... I slumped against Jamie's leg and licked his hand until he pushed me away... and wondered what this summer had been like for Dillan... that brought him here tonight... and I think for the first time in my life up till then I laughed evilly myself... preparing my awesome legal defense... after I slowly murdered the KING and was hunted down and brought up for trial...

But WAS that asshole satisfied?.... NO!... A Martin, satisfied?... He suddenly stood and pushed Dillan away, so hard he fell back on his haunches... looking up as Fozi planted his booted feet on either side of his naked chest, hands on his hips, sneering down... "How was the taste of my jock-boy SPIT, huh?... Did you like that, you little bitch?" "Yes, Fozi, please," Dillan looked up and said. "You know I love whatever you give me..." Fozi then waved to Romi giving him a sign to cut the music......so that every one could listen in. "WHAT? Speak up, you little cunt... Romi's got the music SO damn loud it's hard for me to HEAR, ya know?" I thought again how the summer had been...... for Dillan now to look up... past Fozi Martin's bulging crotch, past his tanned and six-pack abs, past the cut pecs that his vest couldn't hide... to the wild piercing look in his eyes... "YES I loved the taste of your spit!... Well... not really LOVED it... but you know you drive me crazy, Fozi... You're sooo much friggin' stronger than me... I just wanna... I mean, I gotta... feel your muscles all the time now, and taste your friggin' loads of cum... I swore I'd be the best pup you ever had, didn't I?... Don't I wear my collar all the TIME for ya, now? Don't I do whatever you say...just for a taste of your awesome sweet dick?..."

..."My DICK, Butch?" Fozi cocked his head and asked, looking down at his newest fag. He suddenly buckled his knees and slammed full-weight on Dillan's chest, knocking the air so hard from his lungs you could hear him gasping and gagging. "I think you meant my COCK, you cunt... ISN'T that what you MEANT?" He grabbed Dillan's head and hit the floor with it, then pulled it back into his leather basket. Then, as his doggie was gasping for breath Fozi jabbed his hard crotch full against Dillan's face... and held it there so fuckin' long I don't know how my old friend managed to breathe... before finally letting go his hold, and letting Dillan's flushed head fall back on the floor with a thump. As soon, though, as Dill recovered his breath, he began to plead again. "I'm sorry, Fozi... Please, man? I'm sorry!... You know I meant your COCK!... Awwww, c'mon, Fozi, you know I can't think straight when my face is buried in your fucking crotch like that.... I KNOW what you have is a real cock, man... I think about it all the time, now... The awesome way it tastes, and how it feels when you slap mine and Fido's face with it... oooh god, Fozi, the way I just gotta nurse the head of your COCK in my mouth all the time... and beg for your jock-boy cum... like now... I'm SORRY, Fozi!... but you know what I meant?....."

"Well, maybe I do and maybe I don't, but I do know one FUCKING thing, though! All this moaning about you wanting my COCK ain't getting you closer to the job, now, IS it? Now... do you wanna stop babbling and SUCK my cock, or does Fido get an extra treat, huh, HUH?" Man, you'd have thought Danny just got an "A" in biology, the way his head bounced up and his eyes started shining... Slowly, real slowly, he inched a step forward.

Then lifting himself off Dillan's chest Fozi straddled his puppy again, and slowly, like the teen exhibitionist he is, he began to slide that incredibly hot speedo down... over his narrow hips and flat lower belly... and if my mouth hadn't been full of Jamie's fingers just then, I think I would've gasped in spite of myself... when Fozi's thick pubes came into view over his briefs. Dillan, I guess, moaned loud enough for both of us, and though I don't think Danny did... well, I sure saw him gulp...

Teasingly Fozi lowered his briefs just enough to expose the hard root of his cock, then stood with his hands on his hips and said, "WELL?" and smirked when Dillan scrambled. In a second my old friend was kneeling before the boy who had made him a bitch, his eyes intent on the prominent bulge... of Fozi's leather briefs... His eyes drifted up, but his hands wouldn't dare... until Fozi gave him permission... Even as Fozi smirked, and then nodded, Danny inched a little bit closer... Dillan lifted his hands and ran his fingers lightly through Fozi's pubes, playing with the soft and awesome tuft that peeked over the waist of those tight leather briefs. "Yeah, that's right, boy, slide em down slow, okay? Be careful it don't pop out and BRUISE ya haha... yeah, it's fuckin big, you little fruit... almost as BIG as my BIG fuckin nuts which you're gonna get a glimpse of real soon... yeah, come on, FAGGOT... slide em down...GODDAMN, how's it smell down there, CUNT...?"

I guess it couldn't have smelled TOO bad, cause it sure didn't seem to be bothering Dillan. He scrambled back on all fours and slowly sniffed at Fozi's still only half-hard tool... around his pubes and the root of his cock and all around those incredible nuts... This sent Joey into fuckin' hysterics, and even had Mike laughing too. Finally, though, Dillan had them all the way down, and Fozi stepped out of them, very slowly. He held them in his hand and let his dick sway back and forth, like he was hypnotizing Dillan with the awesome curve of his cock. His eyes were like glued to Fozi's thick tool and I saw him kind of wet his lips, like in anticipation. Across the stage Sean was looking glazed, too, and I saw him furtively cupping his crotch... and little by little Danny kept crawling, till he was a good foot closer.

"Aw, does that look pretty sweet to ya, Butch? Is that what you've been needing all day? A couple hours without your chew-toy and you get all cranky, don't ya?" Dillan just licked his lips and let his eyes follow back and forth. "Well, okay, Butch, you're almost halfway there, dude! Just one more little thing..." "Aw, Fozi, pleeease? I did what you told me..." Fozi laughed. "Ain't that JUST like a pup! But, dude, ya see, the way I see it? you've only half finished the job... I mean, Dillie! There's the whole inner leather of these dirty briefs that you ain't even STARTED on, yet! FIDO always cleans em up real good... and I don't even have to TELL him, no more... So, whaddya say, Dillie, whaddya say? Just this one last thing, and then it's meal time, bro! You gotta be STARVING, by now, I bet! Lucky for you I got a Whopper!" Fozi laughed stupidly and then stretched his shoulders and turned those speedos inside out. He threw them down on the floor and watched as Dillan retrieved them slowly, like maybe... just maybe, he was hesitating JUST a little... watching his doggie look at the stains of his piss and cum and sweat.

He grinned and laughed at Dillan and said, "Man, this is just like out at the lake! Aw, Dillie, you should have been there, man! I was out there going swimming, ya know? And I had forgotten my speedos? So I just grabbed this old pair I'm wearin now...see, they used to be my bro's, but, damn, Dillie... you shoulda seen Fido here start acting all funny, once he saw me in these! I mean, dude!! Fuckin Danny Fazio, man! Like he was all of a sudden interested in my dick! Damn, Butch, it was funny as hell in a way! I mean I'd be laying on the deck working on my tan and your bro would be right there, man, asking if I wanted a coke or some chips or something and acting all goofy if I said yes and shit... Sean was saying 'Watch out bro, I think your HOT new muscles and that tight leather speedo is turning Danny on!' and we all kept laughing and shit, Danny too... cause Danny was our friend and all and no way was he into that shit, like I pointed out.... even if he WAS kinda throwing a boner, but I kept that to myself, ya know?... And your bro was saying shit like, 'Damn, Sean, you know I'm even straighter than you are, bro... but you gotta admit that if I was to fag out and shit, haha... your kid brother's looking pretty HOT there, huh? haha...' "

Fozi looked over to where Danny was squatting. "Yeah, Dillie. Then on like the third day or something Sean went down the road to play some volleyball, and your bro here came out to the deck acting shy and shit and started hinting around about how he wanted to feel my muscles!... Dude! Even I admit I thought he was joking and shit... till he got down on his knees, bro, and asked me to flex my awesome guns in front of him! Fuckin Danny Fazio!" He grinned over at Danny. "We had some fun THEN, didn't we, Fido?" Danny blushed and looked at the floor... but slowly nodded yes. "Damn right we did... Anyway, Dillie, see... it turned into kind of a habit, ya know?... Fido here cleaning up these leather briefs of mine each night while I talked about my day... so he could earn his midnight snack?..." Fozi's eyes suddenly narrowed, and he glared right down at Dillan. "So you got like two seconds, Butch, and I fuckin' mean business!... Either I see another Fazio tongue on the crotch of those briefs right NOW... or I know two bitches who are going to bed hungry when Fozi goes downtown....!"

"Don't fuck it up, asshole!" Danny hissed, and Fozi laughed like a total retard... as Dillan licked full on the inside crotch of those speedos, and glared at Danny over them... At first, I admit, it looked a little... like Dillan wasn't so into it and all... but pretty soon he was cleaning that leather like... well, like he used to make me do... with his old and dirty jock... I kinda got lost watching his tongue make little circles on the leather, and I knew from experience the way it was smelling and tasting in his mouth... the sweat from Fozi's balls, and the damp where you know Fozi leaked some piss ...JUST so he could watch his new bitches have to taste it later... Yeah, I guess Fozi was fucking tough and all... for a jerk... with the way his dick kinda glowed in the light... And the crazy thing was...I mean, about Dillan? he kept looking at Danny, the whole time he was following that asshole Fozi's orders, and kept smirking himself as he licked at the leather, like no WAY... was he gonna share... He just kept working, patch by patch, till I guess fuckin Fozi got bored, cause finally he snapped his fingers--just once--and Dillan stopped and looked up.

Fozi was smiling and slowly reached down to stroke his cock lightly a little, while Dillan and Danny and half the other liars that claimed to be straight watched it thicken and rise in an awesome curve above his plum-size balls... I watched Danny swallow and Dillan lick his lips and his own dick tent his briefs, and I ONLY moaned cause Jamie had grabbed my ear... and was mashing my cheek against the laces of his gamepants... and the smell there was powerful strong... Dillan let the speedos fall and knelt in front of Fozi, his eyes on his teen master's powerful cock, and his mouth inching slowly closer... Without even waiting for the King to demean him, he looked up and asked, "Can I PLEEEAASE lick your balls?" Fozi laughed and patted Dill's head and looked over towards me and winked. Then he reached down and lifted his cock up and held it up from his nuts. "Yeah, Butch, come on now, you queer fuckin bitch... Just like I promised ya... big, hot and sweaty..." He swivelled his hips very slowly as he talked, and let his nutsac sway back and forth. Dillan bent forward and slowly began to lick both nuts with devotion.

"Aw, yeah, Butch... Fuck! You got a real soft tongue, huh? Aw yeah, cunt, that's right, all over 'em, bitch.... I TOLD you I was gonna have you licking my nuts in front of your friends, now, didn't I? Damn right I did, you Fazio faggots, and guess what?.... Where's my fists?" He reached down and patted the top of Dillan's head again... letting go of his cock so it fell on his face while Fozi talked him down. Dillan simply closed his eyes and opened his mouth even wider... and rested his hands on Fozi's strong thighs while his tongue made love to the tougher jock's balls, lifting them up so he could lap up behind them and rub them all over his face. "Guess I was right about a lot of things, huh? Like how I wouldn't even have to FORCE ya to lick em? How just the sight of my awesome big nuts and my powerful fucktool would have you begging... for just a TASTE of my boy-butter, huh? Was I right about that, you Fazio faggot?... Am I FORCIN' ya, shit-for-brains?"

Dillan's only answer was a soft little moan, as he licked on Fozi's jock-boy plums then all along the length of his shaft... letting his lips move wetly along it, licking like a... bitch... till his tongue found the wide and glistening slit, and his mouth sank down over the leaking head... Then, I guess, we all just watched, as Dillan sucked Fozi's cock. Fozi had crossed his arms over his chest, and was looking down over his muscled pecs to where Dillan's head was bobbing. Every time Dillan's head eased off you could see the wet shaft of Fozi's dick... slick from Dillan's sucking... and every so often Fozi pulled back... till only the head of his cock was left in Dillan's well-trained mouth. That was when Dillan would usually moan... and look up and plead with his eyes... till Fozi relented and stopped pulling back and let Dillan back on his cock... Once... and ONLY once... Dillan's hand strayed to his briefs, and grabbed at his own excited bulge while he worshipped Fozi's meat. Fozi simply kicked it away and slapped Dillan's face with his cock. There was no doubt in my mind, that Fozi was so getting off on the humiliation he was causing both Fazio boys. Outing them in front of their friends, was just part of the humiliation.....making them beg and grovel for his cock, while their friends gasped in disbelief...was mostly why Fozi's cock was so hard now.

I guess it was like ten minutes or so... that Dillan knelt there sucking... proving to everyone standing around that, yeah, he WAS a fag... I guess... I mean soon enough Fozi's whole wicked cock was buried in Dillan's mouth, and drools of spit leaked out down his chin and dribbled onto his chest. Then I heard it, a soft little moan, and I thought it meant Fozi was cumming... till I saw Danny swallow and crawl even closer and realized the moaning was his... Fozi grinned down at the two humbled brothers... at their obvious arousal... at Dillan's hungry puppy mouth... and Danny's apparent frustration... Even as he grabbed Dillan Fazio's head and shoved it down hard on his cock, it was Danny that Fozi was looking at, and Danny who was blushing.

"Holy shit, you fucking bitch... you're gonna make me cum, ain't ya?... GodDAMN!! Aw, Fido, ain't that a sight, huh?... Seeing your bro with his lips all wrapped around my fucking cock like that? Awww... what's wrong... you jealous, pooch?... that in just a few seconds your brother here is gonna get fed reeeal good? All cause he was... tougher than you?" "Please let me have some, pleeeassse Fozi? Sir? He still don't deserve it ALL..." Fozi just laughed and grabbed Dillan's head and began to fuck his faggot's face... thrusting his cock so far down his throat that Dillan couldn't help but gag... each time Fozi's awesome thick cock forced its way down past his tonsils... shoving the fat head deep down his gullet, cutting off Dillan's air.... Even as Dillan turned flushed and blue from the pounding of Fozi's dick... even as his head jerked around like a puppet from Fozi's repeated thrusts... and his fists pounded Fozi's muscled thighs to buy himself time to breathe... Fozi screamed, "YEAAHHHHH!!!! Take it, bitch!! Awwww... here I fuckin' CUUUUUMM!!" With one last thrust he slammed Dillan's throat, and grabbed his slave-boy's head... holding it in place... so that Dillan's face was mashed into his crotch the whole time Fozi unloaded... one squirt, then another, then three or four more... Danny had crawled so close by now that his own face was only inches away... from where the younger Martin boy was fucking his brother's mouth... and he knelt there kneeling, licking his lips, watching the brutal face-fuck....

Finally, though, the pounding stopped, and Fozi stood there winded... watching as Dillan coughed a few times struggling to swallow the whole load. I guess the rumors really were true--I mean, about Fozi's wicked loads--cause as much as I could see Dillan trying his best to swallow it all, still some of Fozi's pearly white cum leaked out the side of his mouth. It dribbled down under his lower lip and wet the left side of his chin. Quick as a flash though Danny darted forward and licked up Dillan's jaw, pulling back quickly and licking his lips with the traces of Fozi's warm cum. Dillan looked pissed, and Fozi just chuckled. Mike said, "Jesus Christ."

"So how was it, Dillie? How was it THIS time? Worth fighting over, or what?" Dillan reached around on the floor for his leash and handed it back to Fozi. "You still got the most sweetest cum in the world, man... better than all of those others you've made me taste so far... I'm just hoping... you still got more for me? Pleeease? Anybody else you want me to fight?" Fozi laughed and grabbed his dick and rubbed it over Dillan's lips, and Jamie leaned over and said, "Look at that, Mike! What'd I tell ya? What a fuckin fag....." Mike said something that I couldn't make out... cause Jamie's dick was almost hard at whatever he mighta been saying... and I had to kind of look out of the corner of my eyes around the bulge of his tool to even see what was happening... the way it was pressed hard up against my face like it was... Just about then, too, my eyes flickered up... and I saw that crazy Spiderman dude leaning over a railing up in the loft.... Even in the smoky light I could see his eyes were narrowed, like he was just leaning there, taking in the whole show too... and just for a second, his eyes and mine crossed... and he shook his head like: DUDE! I TOLD you...

"Anyone else to fight? Naw... not tonight, Butch... I know you had a big day. You're a good pup, though, for asking, huh?" Dillan looked up and beamed. "Whaddya say, Butch?" Fozi squatted down. "Maybe we should shut this party down, huh? I guess your friends know who's bitch you are, NOW, huh?... Maybe we should just go and cut em all loose, so's I can drag you in back and FUCK ya..." Fozi laughed. "Yeah, you bitch, you like that idea? You already getting wet?" He smirked and pushed Dillan back down on the floor, while his other hand jacked on his dick. He looked at Danny. "Come here, you fag," and Danny scrambled forward. "You want another protein shake, before I FUCK your brother senseless?" Danny swallowed, "You mean that, Fozi? I can really have some of your cream?" "You bitch..." "I'll go to the gym---I will^×I'll build myself up more... I'll do better, Fozi!! next time, I promise...." "Damn right you'll do better," Fozi started stroking. "Or you won't be getting... THIS cock no more!" Danny was staring. "And you LOVE this cock, now, don't ya, faggot? You're as bad as your fucking cockSUCKING little brother... getting all nervous, if I don't feed ya... three or four times a day..."

He turned to Dillan and said, "Pull those fuckin panties down. And keep that mouth of yours shut." Dillan hurried to obey Fozi's orders and, well... you could see he was crazy excited. He knelt in front of Fozi Martin and watched him fist his cock. Mike said, "Fuck.... I think he's gonna jizz again..." and Jamie said, "Fuck!! Right in the fag's face!" It didn't take... too long to happen, either. Fozi straddled my new-fag friend and jacked his sperm-gun in his face. Dillan kept looking up and down, from the fist to Fozi's eyes. Fozi grabbed Danny by the back of his neck and pushed him down next to his brother, and teased them both with his virile member till he had them both panting again. "Stroke my balls, Butch... awww, that's right...fuck, tease 'em good, you CUNT!... Gonna drown you in another load----FUCK...aaaw...fuck YEAH!! TAKE IT, BITCH!!"

Cum spewed out of Fozi's cannon all over his new public bitch. The first two splats hit him full in the face, then Fozi aimed his thick tool downward. The next two shots hit his chest and abs... and the last one wet Dillan's thigh. He milked the last glob of cum onto his fingers, and held out his hand until Danny lapped them clean. Then looking down at the fallen king he said, "Your bro's a mess. I SURE ain't fucking his ass like THAT, so why don't you get to work?" Danny looked up a little confused, and Fozi said, "Clean him up." Just for a second I saw Danny flinch, and his eyes teared over, pleading. Fozi pretended to look at his watch, and tapped his foot impatiently. Slowly, I guess, Danny swallowed his pride, and turned to look at his bro. "Dont get a hard-on, asshole!" he sneered. "I'm just... doing this... cause I have to..." Then he closed his eyes and licked the cum from Dillan's cheek, down around his lower lip and all along his jaw.

I wish I could be honest and say that my heart went totally out to Danny... and it DID... I mean, he had to be humiliated... having to follow Fozi's orders like that... But then Jamie pushed me away from his crotch and my bad angel whispered again. "See how it all comes around, if ya wait, Jay?... See how it all comes around?" Danny had moved his face to Dillan's chest and was lapping a patch of warm teen cum, only stopping when Fozi made him show him his load in his mouth. Then he moved down and licked Dillan's thigh... blushing, but still he did it... "How's it going?" Fozi taunted. "My cum taste real good off my bitch?" "Yessir, Fozi," Danny mumbled, his lips all smeared with jizz. Dillan snickered. "You missed some, dick-breath," and pointed to his pubes. I guess all the cum Fozi shot on his abs was starting to liquify... cause Dillan's bush was gleaming and matted, with his sweat and Fozi's dripping cum. Evilly he spread his leg, letting Fozi's juice leak down on his balls. "Guess if you're gonna steal what's MINE, you might as well get... an extra TREAT?"

Dillan looked at Fozi, who looked back delighted, and even squatted back down to watch. "I'll get you for this," Danny hissed at his bro. "What's the problem?" Dillan hissed back. "It MIGHT be all you get tonight! UNlike ME, haha..." Fozi laughed and Dillan smirked and... Danny lowered his head... and soon all I saw... was my old tough Danny... cleaning his brother's balls... "That's right, big brother, take your time... I'll shower next time... I promise, okay?... Yup. That's right. Yup. Right there, under them... Aw, Fozi, you spermed me good..."

A minute or so later though, Fozi got tired... probably of being left out of the "action." He tapped Danny's shoulder and had him retrieve his speedos and slipped them back on. He looked toward the DJ and said, "Show's over, folks! Everyone! Thanks for coming!! Remember Fozi Martin, dudes! and I'll see you at school real soon!" The music wound down and the lights dimmed some more and people stood milling around. Even Mike and Jamie relaxed and stretched and gave my mouth a break. While I tried to swallow normally again I saw Danny whisper something to Fozi. Fozi looked around and saw Sean was busy, then motioned over to Jamie. "Stay here with Mike," he warned, then sauntered forward and said, "What up, awesome bro?" Fozi grinned and they popped their fists together and Fozi said, "My BITCH needs to piss. You think you could help me out here, bro? Take him out around back for a walk?" "Well...." Jamie drawled, like hesitation, "I had some pussy lined up... but, hell ya know... pussy can wait!!... Besides, I guess it's the least I can do... for inviting me here and all..."

"Aw, that's great, Jamie... you sure are a pal, buddy.... You're not at all... like what Sean said you were..." "That right?" the football captain said. "Nope. It must be his memory and shit... I mean, who could ever think YOU were a jerk?" I wanted to giggle, but didn't dare. Instead I just watched as Jamie spat. "Yeah, it must be his damn head..."

"FIDO!! BUTCH!! Get your asses over here!" And Fozi handed Jamie Danny's leash. "My buddy here is gonna take you to piss and make sure you don't get into trouble. You better behave, tough-boy"---Fozi laughed---"or you might get a spanking LATER....! And as for YOU, my little bitch," turning to Dillan and rubbing his crotch, "you ready to follow me up to that loft and beg me to fuck your CUNT?" Dillan swallowed and said, "Yessir... will you... fuck me HARD again, Master?" Fozi cupped his plum-sized balls and squeezed his ALREADY hardening shaft. "Yeah, you little bitch, you're gonna get rode---like a pony outside of K-Mart!" He turned and strode away into the shadows of the barn. Dillan looked over and saw two of his school buds glaring at him....shaking their heads, while cupping their crotch...... and that's how the floorshow ended.

Jamie tugged the leash experimentally, and grinned like the devil when Danny looked up. "Well, I guess you heard the man, huh? Looks like I gotta keep my eye on ya awhile. I tell ya, bro, it's crazy, huh? I mean, I'd been hearing rumors and all... you know how everyone talks around school... you were getting bad into drugs and shit... Sean was like STUPID without his memory... your brother was blowing dudes over at the mall... I tell ya, dude, for a cunt-hound like me, it was kinda shocking, ya know?" Jamie paused. "Well, maybe not the part about Sean being stupid... but I never woulda had your brother pegged for a queer. OF course, that's prob'ly just ME, ya know. I mean, what with football and pussy and shit I don't get a lot of free time, haha... In fact, it seems like ages, huh? since me and Chris and Cody and all were hanging out at your house?..." Jamie looked down and grinned again when Danny shifted uneasily. "Awww, sorry, dude, I'm forgetting myself---let's get you out back so you can piss..."

Jamie coiled the end of the leash three times around his hand... and I couldn't help but notice how even the muscles in his forearms... rippled strongly as he moved them, and his wrists.

He grinned at Mike and smirked at me and turned and started walking away. I watched the leash curve more and more shallow between him and the boy I still loved... till with a little snap it pulled at Danny's collar and jerked him awkwardly forward. I knelt there next to Mike and watched as Danny recovered his balance, and watched him crawl after Jamie like it was... the kind of thing he was used to... I guess, you know, I was still in shock, watching Danny behave like that. But that still didn't stop me from watching his ass as Jamie led him away, at the beautiful muscled melons of his butt... that strained at his tight white briefs... -----I gasped as Mike grabbed a fistful of my hair, and hauled me up onto my feet.

"Listen to me, queer, and listen good. If it was up to me? You'd have like a minute to high-tail it out of here... and your pansy ass would be gone... But it seems like Fozi is bound and determined to make sure you stick around, so do me a favor, Tinkerbell... will ya do me a favor, dude?" Something in his eyes made me wish once again... that I hadn't pushed Dover away... and I looked at Danny's retreating form and remembered how I used to believe... that he would always be there to protect me... but now I wasn't... well, wasn't as sure, now that I watched him crawling... "Sure, dude," I gushed, like the faggot I am. "Anything you want, okay?..." "Then GIVE me a reason to pound you senseless and get my fists warmed up, okay? Act like a fag and piss me off till I just gotta haul off and backhand ya. Say no to me a couple times, so I can ruin your fucking kidneys." He cracked his knuckles one by one, then moved to the other hand. "Will ya do that for me, queer-as-fuck?" I looked at his blue eyes through his mask and thought, This dude needs counseling!

"No man," I said, "why would I wanna piss you off? We don't even know each other, dude---" " 'NO'? " Mike said, getting right in my face, and his eyes were flashing like fire. "ARE you making FUN of me, man?" "NO!" I said, "I mean, yeah dude... I mean..." I stood there like a dodo, waiting for him to punch me. But Mike just leaned in and slapped my cheek. "Just stay out the way, dude, and don't go butting in. And keep that damn mouth of yours closed, as well. If I want it open I'll just wave my dick in front of it. That way I won't even have to talk." He slapped my cheek again, and smiled and shook his head. "You and your boyfriend are soooo fuckin' fucked..." He turned and started walking away, jerking his neck like I was to follow, but I only had taken a couple steps when he spun around and grabbed me. "And another thing, dude, I don't ever wanna see you... EVER higher than my crotch, okay?" He narrowed his eyes and let them drift away a second. "I LIKE seein' a tough jock down on his knees... It gives me a hard-on, dude..." His eyes snapped back and he pushed me down and I started crawling after him.

As it turned out, Mike mostly just ignored me... but of course I didn't know that THEN. Trying to avoid the spilled puddles of beer I looked around for help. And I thought for a second that I might have got lucky, when I saw that Spider-man dude. But as damned luck would have it, he was TOTALLY involved... talking to this real pretty girl... and I saw her laugh and play with her hair and he didn't even notice us... It all got quieter as Mike followed Jamie off to the back of the barn, and I heard a door creak and then felt a draft of air that filtered in from outside. It was actually a little lighter outdoors, what with the moon and all, and it all smelled like hay and motor oil, from a tractor that was sitting nearby. In so many words Mike told me to park it and I knelt by a bale of the hay... while he moved closer and I heard some crickets and heard some cars pull away. Next to the tractor Jamie was standing over the former king, and the light from the moon lit Danny's face as he looked up, waiting for orders...

Jamie reached down and detached the leash from the collar around Danny's neck, then leaned against the piece of equipment and said, "So piss, already." Danny started getting up, but Jamie stopped him quick. "I don't think it's right you should stand, dude. Dogs don't piss standing up, right, bitch?" Danny paused and his face grew red and he looked real pissed at Jamie---till Jamie grinned and made a fist and said, "Wanna FIGHT me, Fido?" He lazily stretched and took a step forward and stripped off his football jersey... and I suddenly gasped when I saw Jamie's torso illumined in the moonlight. The shadow from his head and neck cut across his perfect chest... and the mounds of his pecs in turn cast their shadows across his washboard stomach. Danny, being so much closer, had an even better view, of course... and I watched him swallow and his shoulders tense and that look come into his face... a look that I would come to know, but saw that night for the very first time... that hypnotized look that Danny gets... when a tougher dude is standing over him...

He blushed a little then ambled away, around to the side of the tractor, and the three of us watched him hitch down his briefs and his hard-on flip right up. It'd been so long since I'd seen Danny's dick I couldn't help but moan, his beautiful cock that drove me crazy when he used to fuck my mouth... Now it was hard and hanging so heavy I didn't know how he could piss, and a drool of precum leaked out the head and glistened in the moonlight. Jamie looked down at his muscled chest, and flicked away some sweat. Then seeing his friend's predicament, he grinned and rolled his eyes. "Maybe we oughta talk about cunt, huh? Will that make that boner of yours go down? Some really juicy highschool twat all swollen inside some real tight panties?" "AWW, Jamie," Mike growled, "you are some dawg, dude! We gotta get us some pussy real SOON, man---my nuts are like full to bursting!" "YOUR nuts?" Jamie laughed, scratching at his lace-ups, "I'm already leaking myself !..." And even I could see what looked like a wet stain on Jamie's pants.

Somehow, though, Danny managed to piss, holding onto a tractor tire, lifting his leg up just like a dog, and splashing the rim and the rubber. Mike and Jamie both looked at each other, and Jamie gave Mike a thumbs-up, then he scratched his awesome chest and waited for Danny to finish. A minute or so and we heard the sound of Danny's piss-stream dying, and without looking up he backed off from the tractor, and pulled his briefs back up. Then, I guess like he'd been "trained," he crawled back over to Jamie... and I thought I'd faint when I heard my Danny mumble, "Thank you, sir." A cloud passed over the disc of the moon, then, obscuring Danny's face, and when it passed I could see the points of light in Jamie's eyes. He scratched his forearm once or twice and straightened out his shoulders. Then he spat and, looking down, said, "Jesus, dude, get up." For a second it looked as if Danny was puzzled, the way he hesitated... but then he slowly got to his feet and stood in front of Jamie.

I guess I've mentioned once or twice... how handsome Danny is? How all those weeks when I was his bitch and he'd make me lick his nuts and all... how sometimes I'd look up at his face and wonder what I could be thinking... that someone as hot as Danny Fazio could EVER... care about me... The summer days of the last few months had lightened his hair and turned his skin golden, and the moonlight outlined the curve of his jaw, and his strong legs..... that he used to use to crush fags... The moon I guess was playing tricks, or maybe it was my eyes, cause I swear his skin looked pale like marble... like one of those Roman statues he loved... Maybe, I thought, if I grabbed an old tool and hit Mike on the head real HARD... But we all stopped short when we heard Dillan's voice that carried from out of the barn. "I'm soorrrry, Fozi! PLEEEASE? don't hit me?" and then the sound of fists punching on flesh... Mike spun around and looked up past me to where I guess was the loft, and the biggest grin lit up all the parts of his face that his mask didn't cover. "Fuckin eh..." I heard him mutter. "Fuck up the whole damn family..."

"Don't get excited, ya little bitch," Jamie called out to his friend. "Just let me talk to my buddy a second, then we'll go see if he's conscious!" Mike made a couple fists with his hands and banged them against his legs. Then he walked over to where I was kneeling and cuffed me on the head. "That's for having faggot friends," he spat, and grabbed his crotch. Danny was still looking up at the barn, his eyes on the door of the loft, till Jamie said, "Yo! Earth to Dano! Come in, Dano, LET'S go!" Jamie reached out and tapped Danny's cheek, just to get his attention, then when he had it he poked Danny's chest and smiled his sexiest smile. "Don't you worry about not getting fucked, Danny. I'm gonna take care of you, buddy." Danny just looked at the football jock, down across Jamie's broad chest, and then... he couldn't help himself... a little lower down... He blushed when Jamie cleared his throat and he lifted his eyes from Jamie's crotch... "Danny, old buddy... cause that's what we are, right? We've known each other a looong time..." Jamie paused and scratched his nipple. "WHAT the fuck happened to YOU?"

"NOTHING happened the fuck to me... Jamie!! What are you thinking, man? All that shit, inside"---Danny pointed back to the barn---"we were ACTING man! It was like a little skit, ya know?... I'm STILL as tough as I ever was! Damn, Jamie! What are you thinking?" Jamie just smiled a tight little smile and shook his head a little. "That's nice to know, dude, it really is. Cause I was starting to wonder, ya know?..." "Yeah, man," Danny said, "I was saying to Fozi---" "I mean, you're a really good actor, dude. I never knew that about ya, buddy... I mean... watching you ACT in there? I could almost believe you really sucked cock, now..."

"Jamie! Dude! No WAY, man!" Danny said, but that was like all the bravado he had... Standing there in front of Jamie, seeing that awesome chest up close and his chiselled face in the light of the moon, seemed to be doing a number on Danny, and his voice lost some of its force. "I mean, I lost a couple bets..." He shuffled on his feet... "And a real jock always pays up, is that it?..." It was like being caught in Jamie's gaze ....was making Danny nervous, cause he tried to smile a weak little smile, flushed and shifted his weight again. Jamie reached out and slapped his cheek and his smile froze on his face. "So who do you blow besides Fozi, dude?" Some girl shrieked real loud and a car horn blew on the other side of the barn, loud enough to blur out whatever it was that Danny mumbled. "What was that, dude? I couldn't quite hear you." Jamie cupped his ear. "I said, 'Just Sean, dude,' " Danny said, "---And just a couple times."

Jamie scratched the back of his head, like he was pretending to think. Then he shrugged and gave it up. "Well... you're cool with ME, man..." ..."Really Jamie?" I heard Danny say, confused... like he wasn't quite sure he'd heard right. "Sure, man. I mean, okay, sometimes I wish I wasn't like such a dumb jock... But come on, bro, between you and me?... you always treated me decent, man. You invited me over that night with our buds so we could use your fag... I mean, damn! if I wasn't getting soooo much pussy I wouldn't mind doing that again, ya know?... But the point is, Dano, between you and me? we got no hard feelings between us, right?" "NO, man," Danny said, "none at all. Of COURSE we're still buds... like before..." ..."Even though you're blowing Fozi... even though you're his Bitch, now, huh?..." Mike tried to stifle a little laugh, then coughed when it stuck in his throat. Jamie threw him a warning look and he got pissed off and kicked me.

"In fact, from what I saw in there? The thing that was sooooo damn good about your ACTING?... It really looked like, well... you kind of got OFF on being his bitch..." Danny's nostrils suddenly flared and his head shot up real proudly. "You think I get OFF... on being his Bitch? Well I tell ya, Jamie, I DON'T!! Just because like... once or twice..." his voice went lax again. "I mean... like you said... a jock should pay up..." and then his head fell a little. "He's just so fuckin... STRONG... ya know?" Danny said, looking at Jamie. "He's... even stronger than Sean, I bet... He's just... so fuckin... tough..." His voice died away and Jamie laughed and slapped a mosquito that landed on his shoulder. "Tough? That little closet-case? You ain't even SEEN tough, yet, Daniel Fazio." Quick as a flash like he was snatching a football, Jamie grabbed Danny's hair, and shook him around by his head a few times till he shook him down onto his knees. "You think cause that twerp has a dick that stays hard and makes you suck him off... that it don't PAIN me... seein' a buddy of mine turned into a little bitch?..." Danny reached out and grabbed Jamie's thigh... to help him maintain his balance, but Jamie pulled his hair again, and Danny fell into his crotch. Once or twice he humped Danny's face, then pulled his face away. "At the very least, dude... I mean, since we're buddies?... What would your boyfriend think?"

Even on his knees Danny visibly stiffened, and he glared like a fiend at Jamie. "I'm warning you, dude. You leave Jay out of this. This isn't about him, man." I thought at first that my ears were fucked up, from where Jamie and Mike had been hitting me: kneeling down in the dirt by the barn... had Danny just called me... his boyfriend? I got real dizzy, and hot and cold, like I was starting to hyperventilate, but then I made myself take a deep breath, and smelled my sweat under my tights. Jamie laughed like he couldn't care less. "I'm just saying, man..." but I think he was stunned when Danny pulled away, and hauled himself back on his feet. "I told Fozi, man, and I'm telling you, too. You hurt Jay and you're dead." In the summer moonlight Danny's eyes... flashed like the old Teen Bully... and Jamie even paused a second, like even he was surprised... Then he slammed his fist so hard into his palm I jumped. "Are you SERIOUS, you little faggot? Are you CHALLENGING me?"

"You bet the fuck I am."

Jamie laughed like he'd caught his kid brother lifting a five from their mother's purse. "Oh my god, Danny, peter down, dude. I got no interest in Jay. You and he can touch each other's little dicks all night---or suck em or lick em or do whatever the fuck you faggots do. Just don't be surprised, ya know, if you catch him sneaking away sometimes. I mean, he may be your BOYFRIEND and all... but he's gonna miss my dick soon enough, oh yeah, just wait, my man..." Jamie lowered his voice a little, and took a step toward Danny. "And really, dude, being a faggot yourself? it's not like you could blame him, ya know? I mean, you've seen me in the showers at school---and you even INVITED me to fuck his face---in CASE you don't remember... I guess you weren't as in LOVE yet..... back then, but still, dude, there it is. Now that he's got a taste for my dick, well, YOU know how it goes..." He slowly stretched with feline grace and his muscles rippled like ads on TV. "It really is a beautiful cock... It's even... bigger than Fozi's, ya know?..."

Jamie slowly scratched his crotch, making his nuts move around---and, hell, that really caught Danny's attention... hell, it even caught Mike's. "Remember back last summer, dude, when Zack was giving us handjobs? Remember how I caught you, dude, WATCHING him jack my stiffie? I know we both were buzzed and all, and we laughed it off, remember? Aw yeah, Fido, I bet you do. I bet you remember my cock. In fact, I wonder if that's why you offered... to let us fuck Jay's mouth that night... Maybe that way you could look at our dicks, man, and nobody woulda suspected. At least that fucker's a BRAVE faggot, Dano. At least he admits... he likes cock..."

"Okay, Jamie," Danny mumbled. "You made your point, okay?" Jay knew he was wearing Danny down. "I mean, remember how THICK it looked?... when Zack had his hand around it?" "Come on Jamie," Danny pleaded, his eyes still locked on Jamie's crotch, "that was... waaay last summer, man..." ..."Yeah, you're right, dude," Jamie said. ..."It's probably THICKER, now. In fact, you know... except for Chris? I bet it's the biggest at school..." The football jock was smiling at Danny, running his thumb the length of his dick that was starting to bone in his gamepants. His fingers curled a little under his nuts, and he cupped them teasingly. "Yeah, dude... one of the biggest at school... and you wasting time with THOSE faggots?..." He gestured back to the barn with a sneer. "There's something not right about that... I mean, like I said... you and me are friends, Dano... You deserve... bigger dick... than THAT..."

Mike couldn't help himself and burst out laughing, and Jamie turned and grinned at his friend. "It's so damn big, Danny, that even some dudes who aren't queer... sometimes gotta suck it..." Well THAT took the wind out of Mike's sails for awhile. I mean, Jesus fuckin Jamie... "Cause the truth is, Danny... when we were inside?... and I watched you lick that faggot's cum off your brother's balls? I said to myself, Jamie, no way... Your buddy deserves better than THAT.... Would you like that, Dano? I can fix it up, man. You won't have to be his bitch anymore..." Danny looked up with like a glimmer of hope. "From now on, dude, you can be mine!" ---Jamie jabbed out and his fist landed square in the pit of Danny's stomach. Danny's mouth made a little 'O' where the wind was surprised rushing out, and he bent at the hips and staggered back, and Jamie punched him again.

The second blow dropped Danny to his knees, and he gasped holding onto his middle. Jamie walked over and grabbed his hair and pulled his face up hard. "Who the FUCK do you think you are? You gonna challenge ME? Me? Jamie Hunter, football captain, ladies' man and faggots' dream? You think the whole time that you and Sean were dancing round each other... I wasn't watching from off in the wings... watching you two get queer? Well here's a newsflash for ya, Fido. Here's an Instant Message. You ain't Fozi's bitch no more... You're Jamie's little bitch now..." Still holding his hair Jamie kneed Danny's stomach, then let him slump to the ground. He snorted. "Just because you used to be King... you think you can TAKE me?... NOW?" He nudged Danny's leg with his foot and told him to get up on his knees. "The FIRST thing you're gonna do is thank me... and you're gonna do that by kissing the head of my DICK!"

I know Danny had to have been in pain, the way he was panting and all, but still even Mike and I could see... the look that came over his face, while laying there looking up at Jamie's hot muscular body. Then slowly making his way to his knees, his face still a little contorted from Jamie's punches. "Come on, Dano, how bad can it be, huh?" Jamie spoke to him a little more softly. "No longer having to be his Bitch... and having my dick to suck on? Yeah, Danny, that's okay... I KNOW you wanna touch it. Go ahead, man. My hand's getting a little tired anyway... Rub my nuts for me, huh?" Slowly Danny looked from his crotch up to Jamie's eyes... then just as slowly his hand floated up... and he started massaging Jamie's full pouch... "Aw, yeah, Dano, that feels really good, man. Guess you've had some practice, huh? That's right, new bitch, aw yeah... they're big today... I bet you like that, huh?" Like he was in another trance Danny raised his other hand, and soon he was fondling Jamie's balls while the other palm rubbed his shaft. "Yeah, Fido, that's right... Aw, you're good at this, dude. Now show me like you did it inside? Show me again how you like to get down and sniff a REAL man's crotch?"

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Danny made a little moan, kneeling in front of Jamie, and he moved his hands away from the bulge and up to Jamie's hips. Then leaning in ....he pressed his face and cheek against the shiny nylon crotch .....and his eyes fluttered up and his tongue fluttered out ....and he started to lick at the nylon. I never thought I would really see... Danny in that position... on his knees in front of a dude, not even fighting, ya know? My cock was so hard I was afraid Mike would see it, but HIS attention was elsewhere, and Danny licked Jamie's covered balls till the whole damn bulge was wet. "Yeah, that's good, dude. You're a natural ! You're getting 'em aaall warmed up. Yeah... oh man, it's getting pretty big, huh? Damn! You feel that, Dano?" With Danny's tongue out, Jamie grabbed his head and rubbed the outline of his cock along it, and like inside, when it was Dover... Danny started to suck at the shiny fabric...

After a minute though, I guess Jamie figured... he wanted a little more, and pulling Danny's face from his crotch he said, "Now take it out." Danny meekly raised his hands and fumbled with the laces. "Aw yeah, that's right... Just like your boyfriend, less than an hour ago. I told him I'd have your mouth on my cock. Come on, Danny, PROVE me wrong!!!" Jamie made a fist and teased the old teen bully with it... rubbing the knuckles along Danny's cheeks....and soon, like me, he had the front of Jamie's gamepants open. "Aw, sorry, dude, I forgot to tell ya, I didn't have time to shower." He shrugged. "Oh well. Maybe next time... then you can compare, ya know?" Jamie laughed and tensed his cock... and it sprung up free from the nylon, and poked through the laces that fell around it... right in Danny's face. Jamie's thick majestic tool stood hard and throbbing in front of him, and Danny watched the little veins that ran along the shaft. "Look at that thick head, dude. Isn't it PERFECT? AIN'T that a beautiful cockhead? Man... I couldn't blame ya, bro, if you wanted to lean in and kiss it..." As close as he was Danny HAD to have felt, the heat of Jamie's monster cock, and the way even I could see he was leaking... damn, Danny really had his hands full... "Fuck I'm drooling!!! Remember that, Danny? You even said Zack's hand was SOAKED... Man, I don't even know where it comes from! I guess I'm just a stud!... Ya know?"

Danny slowly leaned in and licked the shaft of Jamie's cock, wetting his tongue in the ample stream of juice that leaked from the slit. He licked it up and down and even nuzzled Jamie's balls. He moaned a little, and Jamie did, too, as he worked his mouth around it, making little smacking sounds as he kissed around the head. I saw his tongue come out and lap around the leaking slit, and the more it leaked the more Danny kissed it, and licked it, and kissed it some more. After awhile his lips were wet and Jamie stroked his head.

Reaching forward he stuck a few wet fingers into Danny's mouth, then prying it open he pushed the head of his cock real slow inside. When he had a couple inches of dick in Danny's mouth he pulled his fingers out and wiped them on top of Danny's head. "Now SUCK, you bitch. And suck me GOOD!... Suck me just... like your BOYFRIEND did!..." With a powerful thrust Jamie forced the rest of his cock down Danny's throat, and laughed ....as his friend and... new bitch gagged... from its thickness and its length... Danny was making sounds in his throat, like he was gonna pass out, but just as he started pounding on Jamie to let him fucking breathe... we heard "AAAHHH!!!! FUCK MEEEE, FOZIIII !!" from the barn, and Mike spun around again. Jamie kept the length of his cock in Danny's mouth, however, just pulling it out a little to let... his new bitch take in some air. Then he started methodically pumping Danny's mouth real steady and called to his buddy to take a look, at the right way to fuck a fag's throat... "Goddamn it, Dano, you're awful good, for only once or twice?.... Jay's mouth was hot, man, I wouldn't lie... but your mouth feels like velvet!!" Jamie laughed like all bullies do, when they say something they think is funny. "He got real me hot, your little bitch, sucking my cock like he did... and now this is your lucky night, cause your mouth is gonna reap the benefits!" Looking down, Jamie put his fists on his hips, like Danny needed reminding... "You ready, bitch?" Jamie suddenly yelled, "you ready to taste the first awesome load from your New Master JAMIE HUNTER? Taste my jizz, Danny? right from the source? from the cock that's gonna CONTROL you?"

Jamie gave a hard thrust and Danny groaned and pounded Jamie's thighs... then seemed to give in and relax his throat... and Jamie used it hard. Soon Danny wasn't struggling at all, and took Jamie's cock like a champ... so good I think Jamie almost was pissed, he couldn't even complain... The fucking crotch of my tights were soaked, I was such a little bitch myself... watching the boy I loved get used, and springing a hardon from it. Danny had his eyes half-closed, gripping the front of the gamepants... watching the shaft of Jamie's cock every time he pulled it out. His cock was so hard you'd have thought IT was marble, the way it glowed pale in the light, and like a traitor Danny's cock... began to poke out of his briefs. "Get ready, bitch!!! I'm not fuckin jokin... HERE it CUMS for ya, faggot!!!" Slamming one last time into his throat, Jamie started unloading, and Danny had to struggle as hard as he could... to swallow all the hot jism. After pumping three or four times Jamie pulled his dick half out, and let the rest of his creamy load cover Danny's tongue. "That's right, bitch. You got some in your belly. Now hold the rest in your mouth..." A few spurts later, and Jamie was done, and he pulled his cock out wetly. Danny made a slurping noise, like he didn't want it to go. "You like that, Dano? It's a pretty awesome cock, huh? You like my jizz in your mouth like that? You like the taste of it?" Meekly Danny looked right up, and tried to mouth some words, but the effort made some cum escape and he blushed, and simply nodded. Jamie patted the top of his head. "Go ahead, dude. Swallow the rest, now."

Danny swallowed and licked his mouth for the last of Jamie's cum, then leaned in forward and licked the last few drops off Jamie's head. "Whaddya say, dude? How was that? How was that fuckin cock?" "Thank you Fozi," Danny mumbled, his mouth cleaning Jamie's deflating rod. The word hung in the air a second, then Jamie muttered, "What?" I think Danny realized what he'd just said, but by then it was waaaay too late... Jamie reached down and grabbed his head and kneed him in the gut. Then when he fell he reached down and pulled him up on his knees again. "Get UP, you shit, you ungrateful prick! Get UP before I fuckin hurt ya..." Danny scrambled onto his feet and stood like a kid before Jamie. "I'm sorry, Jamie, it just slipped out... I wasn't thinkin, man..." Jamie just glared and stretched his shoulders, like he was ready to pummel. "I love your cock, man... I... really do... I... please? I'm sorry, Jamie..." "I can't believe you, you fuckin worm, comparin' my cock to HIS? To that little fuckin closet-case's overactive dick? You BETTER fuckin' apologize, man... You better apologize good!" Danny muttered, "I'm sorry.. I'm sorry...." and Jamie cuffed his head. Danny fell back and muttered "I'm sorry" Jamie slapped him again. "I was gonna go easy on ya, dude, but now I see I can't."

With his eyes still boring into Danny's... Jamie yelled, "Get over here, dick-breath!" and slowly, not even daring to stand, I started crawling forward. I had only gone a couple of steps when Mike turned and looked at me, pissed. "Stay here, you fuckwad, and I mean what I say... J-man's not talking... to you..." Mike adjusted the mask on his face and hitched his gamepants up, then he slowly walked over to Jamie and both of them stood there a second. "I gotta take a breather, man,..." Jamie started saying. "This bitch near wore me out! You think you can spell me awhile, good buddy?" His eyes bored into Mike's and a smile played lightly over his face. "Why dude, I'd be HAPPY to. Gotta save your strength for those 'ho's, man!..." "BITCH!" Jamie yelled, and Danny jumped. "Tuck my cock back in." Danny respectfully cupped Jamie's balls in the palm of his hands, and lifted them in and arranged them, lacing his pants back up halfway... till Jamie told him to stop. Then he turned and slapped Mike's back. "Be gentle, tiger," he teased... Then he sauntered over to me and sat on a bale of hay, for all the world ...like he had a seat on the fifty-fucking-yard line. Seeing me looking at Danny ...he tapped me lightly on the shoulder. "This is prob'ly gonna hurt," he stated very clearly. "Just don't fuckin interfere. I'm warning you, okay?"

Mike stood over Danny, with his legs spread wide. "That was quite the show inside, Dano. You sure know how to party! Sure glad Jamie called me this afternoon, I wouldn't have wanted to miss that awesome show you put on.....yup....I'm sure glad I didn't miss THAT!" He laughed and crossed his arms up high over his muscled pecs, and looking down he suddenly spat and hit Danny right in the face. Danny flinched and raised his hand to wipe the spit away, "Leave it there, you shithead. We're just getting started." Danny dropped his hand but couldn't stop from feeling angry. "What the fuck, dude..... Very funny..... What have I done to you?" Jamie thought that was so damn funny he had to cover his mouth. Mike just shook his head real slow. "You don't remember me, do ya?"

Danny looked a little confused, looking up at Mike. "I guess all that sperm you been swallowing lately is making your mind go soft. I guess as hard as your dick is ....there isn't much blood left to go to your brain." He scratched his stomach and sighed, "Oh well... Maybe this'll help ya." He suddenly kicked his booted foot hard into Danny's middle, and Danny yelped and clutched himself and painfully doubled over. Reaching up Mike pulled his mask off and threw it to the ground. Danny saw it and then looked up, and his face went pale as sheets. Seeing his reaction, Mike just grinned and flexed his arms a little. "Long time no see, eh, Danny-boy? ...Yeah man, I've kinda been laying low.....ya know...for obvious reasons." "Look... Mike, damn... I'm sorry man... I really really am. I... I've changed, man... really... I'd never treat ya... the way I used to, I SWEAR..." Mike, only grinned. "Well... guess what, Dano?... I've changed, too. I'm not the Mike Warner you knew, man: I'm waaaaay more tougher than I used to be." He scratched his stomach. "Dude?... It SUCKS to be you..."

Mike stepped forward and grabbed Danny's hair and jerked him up a little. Then he backhanded Danny's face and even smiled as Danny slumped down again. Once on the ground he rubbed his cheek and tried to scramble away, but Mike was right there with an evil smirk, and stomped on Danny's hands. Danny yelped and held his fingers and crouched like a stricken dog. Mike walked over and kicked him again, and Danny started howling. Mike caught his breath and stood tall and tough over Danny's limp body. "Two years of therapy, dude, did you know that? As well as anger-management classes. I had to drop off the team for a year, cause of all the raggin'... And now I see you ain't even a MAN? You're just another FAGGOT? That's cold, dude, that's cold... You are soooo gonna regret.... you ever made me BLOW you..."

Mike walked over and slapped Danny's face and Danny cringed but took it. In fact, from the look in his moonlit eyes, he was already glazing over. "Come on, Danny, fight back, pleeease,..." I clenched my fists and mumbled, and Jamie laughed and grabbed my neck pulling me close, wrapping a strong arm around my head...while flexing his biceps against my right cheek. "What did you do to him?" Jamie asked. "That fucker used to be tough." "He still IS tough" I muttered into his pecs. "you fuckin creep, it's just that he's...." Jamie let out a laugh "...just a little queer now?" I fumed. "Or maybe that's not really Danny, maybe it's just his evil TWIN?" He laughed at me again and rapped my chin, then pulled me up by my ear. "Yeah Tinkerbell...that's it......It's hard to really hurt a guy when you wanna suck his dick, I bet. In FACT, I bet---" We heard a yowl and turned, and saw Mike standing over Danny. He was punching down hard, and whenever Danny raised his arms to block him... Mike just knocked them away.....and continued punching. "You fucked my life up, motherfucker, and now.... I'm fucking you right BACK!!..."

Mike raised his foot and pressed the sole flat against Danny's chest, and pushed so hard that the former bully fell back on his ass and elbows. "Why'd you do it, motherfucker? Why'd you mess me UP?" Danny started to speak but Mike yelled, "Shut UP! Who fuckin' cares?" He cracked his knuckles and stretched his shoulders and said, "Now get the fuck up." Slowly Danny got to his feet, looking the worse for wear, and Mike shook his head but held his gaze steady till Danny blinked and looked down. "So tell me, fuck-face, how does it feel... now that the tables are turned? How does it feel, knowing I'm getting ready to really hurt ya?" Danny swallowed and looked up pleading. "Come on, man... I said I was sorry... I swear, Mike..." "Shut UP!! You're gonna be a lot MORE sorry, by the time I'm done with ya, dude..."

Mike moved in and started shoving, making Danny fall back, till he was up against the tractor trying his best to dodge the oncoming slaps and blows. Once or twice Danny tried to throw a couple punches back, but Mike kept it up.... pummeling Danny till his jersey was soaked with sweat from the exertion. The look on his face reminded me of Dover's, when he was punching a bag... eyes fixed steady and a little smile when his fist connected solid. "Come ON, Danny, hit him BACK!" I muttered, just in time... to see him slump against the wheel... when Mike knocked the wind from his lungs. His knees kind of buckled and he held his stomach and sputtered and gasped for air, and Mike moved in and grabbed his hair and shook him like a towel. "You got a fuckin hardon, dude. I think you get OFF on this shit." Danny tried to speak but all he managed to do was swallow. "Is that why you used to beat me up, man? Cause you were getting OFF on it?" One more time Mike slammed Danny's gut hard and felled him to the ground. "Afraid to admit that I was turning you on, so you had to take me down?" Mike spat. "Look at you, dude. You're wearing a collar! LOOK at you, dude. You're HARD..."

Danny looked down, and then up... confused... like he was feeling the beating. Then he tried to get up again, and reached out toward Mike's legs. He grabbed at the padding and collapsed against him, his face pressed against Mike's crotch, and a little moan escaped us both when he froze... and sniffed at Mike's shiny bulge. Mike rubbed his white nylon pants against Danny's opened mouth, then threw a look at Jamie, who grinned, and gave him a quick thumbs-up. Mike stepped forward, pinning Danny's face against the tractor with his baseball size bulge. Then gave his hips a thrust ....wiping the laces over Danny's face. He then backed away a few inches and said, "Look up," he made a couple of fists, holding them out to Danny. "Kiss em, kiss both of em," he said, and tensed the fist. "These fist are gonna hurt ya, dude"

I wanted to die, hearing Danny moan, and watching him move his head forward. I wanted to die when he actually kissed Mike's fist and his cock popped out of his briefs. "Keep kissing, FIDO! Yeah, that's right.... You're already hard, you queer... Tell me again, dude. History lesson. 'You want me to beat you some more?" Mike held both fists flushed against Danny's lips, and waited till Danny respected them, then pulling him up he started to pummel him hard against the tractor. He kept it up for a couple minutes in a steady rhythm, punching on Danny's abs and shoulders, taking short breaks to power slap him. He was dripping with sweat when Danny finally fell in a heap before him. Mike looked down and nudged his body. "Hey, bitch, you want some MORE?" Danny slowly raised his head and wiped some snot from his nose. Mike stood over him, rubbing his crotch slowly. "Maybe beat you even HARDER? beFORE I fuck your ass?" Danny sniffled, but remained silent. "Is that what you want? You want me to FUCK you, Danny?" Danny didn't answer him, so Mike clenched his fists again. "Kiss 'em," he said, and waited... Danny blushed and slowly leaned in, his face like a fuckin' zombie... he began licking Mike's awesome fists .....while his boner throbbed up halfway out of his briefs.

"Aw yeah you little faggot, look at that hard-on of yours...sneaking it's way outta your briefs.....you're a fuckin' bitch NOW... I been fucking waiting for this...." Mike tugged at the front of his football pants and pulled the flap half open. He grabbed Danny's head and pulled it forward, till his nose was near Mike's open crotch. "Remember, dude, how you used to make me sniff your jock after practice? Then rubbing it my face....smothering me with it, even making me suck on it telling me I oughta be glad it was yours and not your younger brother's? Well, guess what, BITCH? This jock is filthy! I wore it all last season! Yeah, bitch, filthy, man... And guess what else? You got two seconds to beg me to SNIFF it!..." Danny tried pulling away, but Mikes strong grip on Danny's head was too much for the former bully. "Mike, come on, man, it's.... fuckin' RANK, man, I can even smell it from here...." Mike balled his fists and flexed his wrists... ---"Pleeease, Mike, lemme sniff it... okay? I... guess I owe ya... that much, man... Just... don't keep hitting me... k? Please, Mike?..." With a little growl Mike humped his crotch forward and rubbed his jock on Danny's face, and Danny whimpered and started to sniff and his lips slowly opened around it... "Yeah, cunt, that's right... THAT'S a fuckin' JOCK, man... The ripest one on the team..."

Danny knelt and sniffed and gnawed at the pouch of Mike's old jock... and his dick continued to betray him, leaking clear juice down the shaft... "Yeah, right there, fucker... right by my nuts..." Mike suddenly cuffed Danny's head. "How's it SMELL, you homo FAG?... How's my STINKIN' JOCK TASTE?" Danny turned red and looked up at his tormentor. "It smells like sweat... and cum..." he whispered. Mike smiled down. "And maybe... some PISS?" Danny throbbed. ..."Yeah... I guess that... too...." "Then this is your lucky faggy day! ISN'T it? you fuckin' homo! Getting beat up so you have an excuse... to suck my cock and get fucked!!!----"

Mike stopped. "Remember that, Danny? the day you jumped me and split my fuckin' lip? All because you wanted my milk to go with your fucking Snickers?..." Mike shook his head, as if to clear it. "Yeah, fucker, it sure sucks to be you...."

Mike grabbed hold of Danny's head while he smeared Danny's face over his jock, giving him instructions on how he wanted his homo fag to perform. "Yeah, queer, come on now, OPEN that fuckin' mouth... Get those pretty lips of yours all dirty on my jock! Yeah, dude, now your tongue---get it under the pouch. Now DOWN, you mutt... yeah, right there... right where my pubes meet my nuts!" Again I heard the little sounds from Danny's mouth and throat, and saw him slump against Mike's legs while his tongue followed all the jock's orders. Jamie pulled me back and chuckled. "Jesus, payback's a bitch, huh, Jay?" "Come on, Jamie, pleeease make him stop? I... come on, man, you can SEE how he's hurting..." Jamie's eyes twinkled. "I... I'll be your bitch for real," I said. "Anything you want, man, I PROMISE! JUST make him stop, please?... please, sir? Jamie?"

Jamie scratched his neck and then grabbed the collar of my costume. Pulling me firmly toward him he said, "Of course you're gonna be my bitch. ARE you fucking CRAZY, man? Are you like for real?... You and half the other fags and smart-assed jocks at school. I'll probably get a special page in next year's yearbook, I bet!" Jamie laughed then jerked his head. "You're missing the show, Tinkerbell !" I turned and saw Mike's cock was all the way hard, now, stretching his jock out obscenely, and that he had Danny's head pinned again, against the wheel of the tractor. "That's right, you loser, now OPEN that mouth. I'm pushing that dirty jock IN, OKAY?" Danny seemed so wiped out just then, grabbing Mike's well muscled legs to hold himself up, his mouth all used and slack open... that all he could do was to look up meekly... as Mike pushed his jock in his mouth. Clinging wetly around his dick from Danny's recent tongue-work, me and Jamie watched him slip it inch by inch in Danny's mouth... like he was making Danny blow him and eat his jock together...

"Aw yeah, Danny, that's right, bitch, suck it you little whore. I LIKE seeing a tough jock down on his knees. It gives me a hard-on, dude..." Danny looked up and blinked his eyes with his mouth stuffed full of cock, and a couple tears rolled down his cheek as he listened to Mike drone on. "Remember that, Dano, the first time you said that? that day after gym class, man?

All my friends were going "oooooh" and "yuck!"---and you just fucking laughed at me. You know how many dudes I had to beat up before they stopped calling me a fag? You know how much time in detention I spent... just waiting to get even? Aw fuck.... yeah, Dano... how does it taste? NOW who's the faggot, DICK-BREATH?"

Without even waiting for Danny to answer---which would have been difficult anyway---Mike pulled his tubesteak slowly inch by inch from Danny's mouth. Danny kept his back erect against the tractor wheel, gasping for breath through his open mouth, his cock full hard and leaking. Mike reached down into his sock and pulled out a condom packet. Sneering at Danny he said, "Put it on me. God knows... who's been up your ass..." Danny gave Mike a frightened look. His chest was wet with sweat. He started to beg, "Please, Mike, not that, man. Please... anything but... that..." Mike just sneered and dropped the condom down in front of Danny. "Keep begging, Fido!! The more you beg, the HARDER I'm gonna fuck ya!" He laughed. "And tell me again, dude? One more time? What's got your dick so stiff?" He took a step forward and loomed over Danny till his pouch rubbed Danny's lips. Never taking his eyes from Mike's his hand scrambbled over the ground. It found the packet and held it tight, and slowly, very slowly... Danny followed all Mike's orders, lowering the tough dudes gamepants and jock.

While not as thick as Jamie's cock Mike's cock was wicked impressive, and I moaned like the little whore I'd become when Jamie touched my ass. "Oh my god, Jay," Jamie whispered, "I think he LIKES takin' orders..." and Danny rolled the condom down the length of Mike's long shaft. "Aw yeah, you queer. Make sure it's snug... Who's laughing the last laugh NOW? Who's the bully and who's the bitch? Who's BEGGING Mike... to fuck him?" Danny looked up and Mike spat down and balled his fist in Danny's face, and the boy I loved got the message real quick, and reached up and stroked Mike's cock. I could see Mike's spit running down Danny's cheeks as his hand wrapped slowly around the jocks thick powertool. Then, looking glazed, he began to jack it, murmurning, "Gonna... get... fuuucked...." Mike laughed. "That's right, you fucking homo, you're gonna get fucked reeeaal good! I'm gonna shove this pussy-wrecker... so far up your cunt..." Danny moaned and bent his face to brush Mike's cock with his cheek, and Mike watched him humble himself a few seconds, then said, "Get down like a dog, you bitch..."

With a final look of resignation Danny got down on all fours, and the tight white cotton of his little briefs stretched over the globes of his ass. Mike reached out and slapped that ass, and Danny flinched a second, and his shoulders trembled, and his back sagged a little... I could tell he was pretty wiped out... "Turn around, bitch, and show me that ass... wiggle it for me, Fido!... Aw shit... HEY JAMIE!! LOOK at him, dude! He's wigglin' his butt like a puppy!" Jamie laughed. "HEY, he wants it, Mikey! He's hot just THINKIN 'bout it, huh?" "DAMMIT, Jamie! I bet he wishes... he hadn't FUCKED WITH ME NOW!!" Reaching out Mike grabbed the fabric of Danny's briefs and pulled, and his chest and arms swelled big with the effort, as he ripped a hole over the ass area. Grinning broadly he spit in his hand, then lubed his cock up with it... then moved forward and slid his shaft up through the hole he'd made. Danny moaned and his head fell a little as Mike slid his cock up and down... and I almost came when I saw Danny slowly... raise his hips up... and push back...

"Aw hell, you're getting with the program NOW, ain't ya, Dano? You thinking about my dick? I bet you are, queer, fucking look at ya... Yeah, go ahead.... HUMP your ass on my cock! Think of it, Dano, in just a few seconds.... I'm gonna just shove it right in!... Yeah, buddy... fuck, man, why go slow? We got a LOT of shit... to make... UP!!!...." Mike grabbed Danny's hips and thrust himself forward and Danny's breath caught in his throat, and bearing down... Mike speared him hard... and buried his cock to the hilt. Danny screamed out, and hunched his shoulders downward, and Mike slapped his ass and pumped it. He pushed Danny's legs apart and fucked him some more, till Danny was flushed and sobbing. "Oooooowwww!!!... MIKE, man, you gotta STOP!!! You're killing me! Mike!!!! Please? PLEEEEASE?" "Shut UP, you little faggot fairy! Shut UP, you little CUNT!!...." Danny sobbed and Mike kept pumping and... then he wasn't... crying anymore... and Mike fell into a steady fuck and Danny started moaning...

"HELL yeah, Fido, that starting to feel good? You liking that dick up your ass? TELL ME, Danny, how does that FEEL?" Mike thrust for punctuation. "Aw shit, aaawwww shit, you're hitting it, Mike.... you're hitting that... button, man...." Danny groaned and pressed back hard, pushing back into Mike's pounding rod. "Aw fuck.. aw fuck yeah... Mike... I'll be your bitch... please, Mike, keep fucking MEEEEE!!....." Mike reached out and grabbed Danny's hair and pulled his head up and back... piston-fucking Danny's ass through the hole he'd torn in his briefs. Danny moaned and cried and bucked back onto Mike's thick cock, and his back and his forehead were covered with sweat... as Mike turned him into his bitch. A couple more thrusts then Mike went rigid... and screamed "GODDAMN!!!" at the stars... and Danny licked his lips and slammed his ass back on Mike's cock. "Oh fuck... oh fuck..." they both were moaning, a crazy look on Mike's face... and Danny's hand strayed down to his cock... till Mike noticed and slapped it away.

They froze like that a couple seconds, while Mike unloaded in Danny, Mike's hands grabbing Danny's hips, and Danny whipped and taking it. By this time I'd slumped down against Jamie's legs, watching as, every so often... Mike pumped again and Danny grunted as they both came down from the fucking. "Holy SHIT, Mike!" Jamie yelled, "Where'd you learn to fuck like THAT?" Mike wiped his forehead and pulled out slowly, and Danny moaned as it left him. Looking over Mike just grinned. "Lisa, Lynne, and Laurie." He laughed again. "And that's just the L's!" And Jamie laughed right back. Reaching down Mike eased the rubber off his softening rod, then held it there in front of Danny's face. "Hungry FAGGOT? Open up.....time to taste Master Mikes delicious CUM . Danny hesitated, till Mike grabbed a fistful of his hair, pulled his head backwards hard till Danny winced in pain, then Mike dumped the contents of the condom into Danny's mouth till the condom was empty. "Now swallow it, BITCH"

Jamie yelled out gleefully...... "NO WAY.......oooohhhh man....that is so nasty......I'll have to remember that one, dude!"

Mike then lifted his sweat-soaked jersey and wiped his face and fingers. He then slapped Danny's ass; "Now clean my cock off," and waited until Danny did it. Then and only then did he push my boyfriend's face away... hitching up his jock and pants. "NEXT time your brother can watch. Watch me fuck your faggot ass while Jamie's fucking HIM!... So everyone knows... you're both just HOLES... for us stronger and tougher jocks to fuck and use...."

I thought Mike was gonna hit Danny again, but Jamie raised his hand. "Okay, tiger, that's enough for now. Give the bitch a break..." "Aw, come on, Jamie, I'm just gettin' STARTED..." "I know you are, tiger," Jamie laughed. "But, damn, buddy, watching you fuck like that? Well, it made my dick hard again!" Mike laughed. "No way!" "I swear!" "No shit? You're a horndog, Jamie Hunter!!" "I'm afraid you're right, Mike!" Jamie said. "I'm a horndog through and through!" Putting his hand on the top of my head Jamie pushed me again to the ground and I swore that his balls looked even more swollen, stretching his nylon crotch. Slowly he rubbed the pouch of his gamepants around my nose and lips, and my mouth had just begun to open when I heard Jamie say, "Here, queer..." He snapped his fingers, too, when he said it, and a little thrill ran through me... and then from the corner of my eyes... I saw Danny crawling forward... My heart was racing as I felt his body move along side mine, and though he glanced at me once or twice... he kept his eyes on Jamie. "So... whaddya say, Dano? You gonna be my BITCH, now? Or does Mike get to beat you some more?" We waited listening to the night and the crickets till Danny breathed, "Your bitch... sir..."

Jamie leaned forward and patted our heads then pulled my mask off my face. Danny blinked, then blushed beet-red, and his eyes began to water. "I... I thought it was you, maybe... I mean inside... with Dover..." Danny started to stammer. Then looking down at the ground with a sob he said, "Aw Jay... I'm sooooo so sorry..." Jamie snickered and I lifted my hand and brushed a few tears from Danny's cheek. "Are you alright? Did Fozi hurt you? I---" "Shut up, Jay," Jamie said. "Fozi, Fozi," he scratched his chest. "That faggot is HISTORY, bitches! Not my fault, if he hasn't heard the news yet..." He laughed. "Not my fault at all..." I listened to Jamie but kept on brushing the tears from Danny's cheek... then he bent his head and took my hand and kissed my stroking fingers. "I know it's too late," he said, real slow. "But... I am sorry, Jay... I'm sooooo fuckin sorry... I guess I couldn't even blame ya... if you wanted to beat on me too... and I'm sorry you... you had to see me like... this... It was just..." Danny's hands moved around, frustrated... "He is just... so fucking... strong...and Sean is too.....and I just couldn't take em....I couldn't take either of em....but I'm gonna work-out Jay.....you'll see" He looked at me as his voice died away, with wet eyes he started to sniffle. "That's all very touching, buddy," Jamie said. "But now you got my cock hard, Dano."

When Jamie talked we both of us looked, up past his awesome crotch and chest. He ran his hands over his buffed-up body and even flexed his shoulders. "That's right, Dano, my cock's hard again. It's been fuckin getting hard for YEARS!! Now, WHY don't you spare your boyfriend a beating... and pay some RESPECT... to my cock?" Mike laughed behind us and Danny fumbled... to undo Jamie's laces... but his fingers trembled, he was sooooo wiped out, and he couldn't get them loosened. Danny bit his lip and Jamie laughed at his frustration. "You, bitch---Tinkerbell, help him out..." And reaching up, I unknotted his gamepants and shivered when the front fell open. Danny was shivering, too, I felt it: our arms were pressed together. "Danny." He looked up. "Take it out." And my skin tingled when he moved, reaching up to pull the flap open and... reach in to free Jamie's dick. Danny pulled it out and it throbbed there royally while he held it in the palm of his hand, making me hard, and him moan. "Yeah. Now ease my balls out, too, you bitch. Aw... look at those nuts, huh, Danny, you getting hungry again?" Danny couldn't talk, we were both breathing hard... fucking dominated by Jamie's thick cock... "Come on, Tinkerbell, down on my left nut. You, Dano, down on my right."

I couldn't help myself, I was such a little fag, and I leaned in to kiss his nutsac. It wasn't like anything Danny hadn't seen before... as I licked the way Danny had taught me... Then in a few seconds I heard a little sigh, and felt Danny's head next to mine... both of our tongues out, cleaning Jamie's balls, lapping around and under them... Once in awhile our tongues touched each other and I thought I might pass right out. "Aw hell YEAH, faggots, FRENCH-kiss my nuts!! GET my spermload churnin'!!!" Jamie grabbed my hair and jerked me up on his shaft, then grabbed Danny too, the same way. He moved our heads up and down like yo-yo's, cleaning his leaking cock, or sometimes just held them there and made us hold our tongues out, and ran the thick shaft along them. Danny reached out and touched my chest. I put my hand on his forearm. Then Jamie being Jamie he moved us both up... to work on the head of his cock... I licked underneath the beautiful crown, while Danny worked over the head, then I moved up to lick in the piss-slit a little, and Danny licked under the ridge... And then, the way our tongues were working, and our mouths were moving around... over our New Master's rock-hard meat... we ended up sharing our very first kiss... over the head of his cock!... It wasn't like I guess that we meant it to happen, but we were both on the crown of his cock... and our tongues kind of slid around, into each others mouths... with Jamie's cock between them...

Just then I felt a hand on my ass, and felt Danny stiffen, too. I knew without looking that Mike was behind us and knew that was probably trouble... Danny licked slowly over the slit... of Jamie's leaking cockhead... he then let me suck on his tongue till both our lips were dripping in juice. I moaned when Jamie eased me aside, and fed all his cock to Danny. He stiffened a little and I heard him moan, when Mike pushed his cock back in. Jamie held Danny's mouth on his cock, and Mike held Danny's hips, and they started rocking him back and forth, like he was their fucking yo-yo... Mike pulled his hips back and Jamie's cock teased ALMOST at Danny's mouth... then he sank his cock in again and Jamie filled his throat... Danny's mouth was hanging open, under Jamie's thrusting, and Mike slapped his ass every so often, till the palm of his hand was red.

I bet they used Danny for like twenty minutes, till he was limp between them, but eventually though... even Jamie... needed to blow his load. They both dripped sweat on Danny's back, and Jamie reached out to his buddy. Putting his hand on the side of Mike's neck, he said, "You ready to sperm this bitch?" "Aw HELL yeah, Jamie, whenever you say...!" "You hear that, Danny, you cunt? You ready for Master Jamie to feed you his LOAD, and take Master Mike's jizz up your ASS? Aw, fuck you are, Dano, ain't ya? You're ready alright.... fuck.... LOOK at your face! You're... gonna... FUCK.... AWWW....FUCCCCCKKKKK!!!!!" Jamie slammed hard into Danny's throat, and Mike screamed, "YEAHHHHH" behind him... and I unloaded in the front of my tights... and my eyes filled with blue and white stars... My knees went weak and I slumped to the ground, and vaguely heard the grunting and shouting... and then it got quiet, and all I could hear was the sound of four lungs panting....

My eyes cleared slowly, and I saw Jamie standing patting Danny's head. His cock was half hard and half its length was still in Danny's mouth. "Aw yeah... that's right, I knew you were thirsty! Ooooh fuck yeah...drink it, bitch! God DAMN!!! After THAT workout? Goddam it, Fido, sweat, cum AND piss? Yeah, bitch, we're gonna have fun from now on!! Lucky for you I'm a pussy-hound, Dano, I won't be bothering you often!!!! You can fuck who you want, or suck the whole wrestling team... I really don't give a shit. You just have that pretty mouth and ass.... ready whenever I call..." Danny swallowed for like ....well it seemed like minutes... listening to Jamie talk, and then when he was finished he cleaned all around the head of Jamie's cock. Then Jamie squatted down. "Hey, Danny. Bro. You wanna cum for us, man? You wanna jerk off for Mike and me like the good little fag you are? Show your fag boyfriend how tough boys do it, when they still got their mouth... full of PISS?"

Danny couldn't help his eyes lighting up, and that made Jamie giggle. "Yeah, you fag, I bet you do, huh? But... well... what do YOU think, Mike?" Mike just gave Jamie a look of disgust. "He don't deserve to nut." "No SHIT? After being your bitch and all? Damn, Mike, you're a hard-ass, huh?" This last part Jamie could hardly get out, his face was so red from laughing. "Hell yeah I'm a hard-ass." He slapped Danny's butt. "Harder than THIS ass, anyway!"---

Jamie was getting ready to speak when we heard someone yell, "Where's my bitches?" Jamie put a finger to his mouth then yelled, "We're still out back here, Fozi!" "Well get your butts IN here," the voice yelled again. "I want some more head from my fag!........" Jamie grinned, and Danny swallowed hard, and Mike doubled over with laughter.

To be continued.....!