Disclaimer: If you are not yet 18 years of age or if it is illegal to read materials of this nature where you live, 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, any similarities are truly just that, purely similarities. In addition, this story also contains domination & fighting between teenage boys, if this bothers you, then please do not read any further! I would love to hear from you, so negative as well as positive feedback is always welcome! Please write: unkle_c@yahoo.com Thank you, Chaz
Re-capping last paragraph of chapter 10: I heard Robbie across the room, apparently talking to someone on the phone. "Listen to me, slaveboy, I'm telling you to get your ass over here prompto. Whaaaaat?... No faggot... it's you that don't understand... I don't give a flying shit about fucking homework, and I don't wanna hear any more fucking excuses. You know the deal, bitch.... I call... you run... I'm calling, and you have fifteen minutes to get your ass here, you hear me, you fucking homo? If you're not here in fifteen minutes, you know what happens... yeah, that's what I thought, bitch! Now I'm gonna count to three and I wanna hear a huge loud kiss" Robbie then placed the cell phone against the outline of his hard-on, and sure enough the three of us heard a loud smacking of the lips. Robbie then threw a pillow over the cell phone as he and Donnie went into hysterics. My first thought was `Oooooh wow! How fucking original' Robbie placed the phone back to his ear. "Thanks dude, you just kissed my cock, now get moving, you've got fifteen minutes, oooh ya, one more thing... plan on spending the night... I'll be sure to feed you before you head off to school in the morning, faggot." I then felt Donnie's toes press up against my lips. "Kiss my feet HOMO, then beg me to fuck you AGAIN!"
"Boys, Buds, and Bullies" pt. 11 By the time Donnie finished fucking me for the third time, I was nothing more than a limp rag doll, all curled up in a ball, laying in the corner. In less than two hours I had been fucked wicked hard, brutally, and mercilessly four times, three times by Donnie, and once by Robbie, with my friend fucking me even harder than Donnie, obviously trying to out perform his bud in the domination department... and if I must say so, he did a hell of a good job, proving he was the real master, causing Donnie to smirk. My butt felt as though it was literally on fire, the pain unbearable. My throat was again wicked sore, as both the tough jock boys used it as though it were a worn out pussy, again trying to out perform one another. My voice was harsh and it was difficult to speak. I had just gotten accustomed to taking a rough throat fucking from Robbie, was even at the point where I could deep throat him without it hurting, but then along comes Donnie with his thick nine inch throat basher and I'm right back to square one, only this time the pain in my throat was worse, and Donnie's uncaring attitude didn't help the situation. Standing over me, his strong jock boy legs straddling my curled up body, I felt a hard kick to my side. I yelped from the solid blow of Donnie's bare foot. "Ready for another round with my Master Blaster, queerboy? I think this time I wanna feel that warm mouth of yours again... whaddaya say? You must need another few tablespoons of my protein by now, eh? I mean just to keep you alert and all... best medicine on earth for faggots like you. Plus... I wanna show your good bud which of us can do the most damage to your fag throat." With tears in my eyes, I tried pleading with him to give me more time, as I grasped my throat with my right hand. "Please, dude, my throat is killing me, can we hold off for a little while, please?" But, my words came out sounding more like Donald Duck than myself. This brought a hearty laugh from both Donnie and Robbie while Donnie continued standing over me, massaging his huge cock as he began talking to it. "You hear that, you bad boy? You're just too powerful for your own good, now look what you've gone and done, you've brutally conquered another queer throat... now what are we gonna do, eh?" Donnie then placed his right hand up to his ear, as though he was trying to hear something. "Wait, he's trying to say something... what's that you say? .... You're not through with this one yet???" Donnie grinned down at me. "Sorry dude, he says he's no where near done with you yet. He says you can still speak... even if your voice has been altered a little... says he needs to finish the job... and that bashing your throat a few more times should do it." Again, the two high school jocks broke up laughing. Then of course Robbie needed to add his two cents worth. "I told the little bitch to go and get his fucking tonsils out, and he disobeyed me... so he deserves to be in pain... maybe we should just pull them out our selves and get it over with" Donnie, however felt he had a better idea. "Nah... we won't need to bother... a few more sessions with my deep powerful cock drilling... and they'll just fall out on their own, trust me. Now get the fuck up on your knees, cry baby... let's see how much damage my power-drill can do this time"
Just as I made it to my knees, the doorbell rang, bringing a wicked evil grin to Robbie's face, as he turned towards Donnie. "Now the fun REALLY begins, wait till he see's YOU, dude... he's gonna really fuckin freak, may even try running, but I'll be ready for that. Then when he comes down from the first shock, he's in for another ... when I fuck his brains out, and take his cherry right in front of you two. I can see it now, the most popular jock at St. Petes, crying and begging for me to pull out of him... fucking awesome... just purely fucking awesome!" Donnie gave Robbie a smirk and sneered. "You've got it all wrong dude, his second shock is gonna be when he's eye to eye with this monster of mine, that's when he'll really want to bolt outta here" Robbie's face turned red with anger. "No way asshole, I fuck him him senseless... then MAYBE... you get a crack at em, when I'm done with him" Donnie, idled up to Robbie, chest to chest, face to face, and as I watched the two power jocks stare into each others eyes, the doorbell rang again. Donnie gave Robbie a wicked hard bitch slap to the face. The second one so far. "Go let him in, dork... I'm running this show now, not you... or maybe you need further proof of that!" Robbie at first stood his ground, that is till Donnie's eyes squinted, and this mean evil look appeared on his face. "What??? You ready to take me on? Ready to become my little bitch?... If not... you better move that ass of yours before I fucking drop you on it!" My mouth was the only thing that dropped, when Robbie obediently turned and scurried up the stairs, wearing only his skimpy tight posing briefs, while Donnie wrapped a towel around his thin waist, then hid in the corner where it was darker.
As I silently gave thanks for being allowed to let my throat heal a little longer, I listened as Robbie bad mouthed Anthony while on their way down the stairs. "You must be hungry for my dick by now, eh? How many times in the past few days have you craved for a mouthful of my special sauce??? How many times have you imagined it oozing down your throat and into your belly, huh?" Before Anthony had a chance to answer, they were at the bottom of the stairs with Robbie giving my cousin a rough push, sending him sprawling to the mats. In less than two seconds, Robbie was straddling Anthony's upper chest, his huge balls covered in the thin shiny lycra, resting on Anthony's lips and nose. Robbie then grabbed a fistful of Anthony's hair, and lifted his head, mashing and grinding my cousins face into those bull size balls and up onto the outline of Robbie's thick cunt-buster. "Sniff it, bitch... inhale that jock-boy odor. Smell the combo of sweat, and cum, ooooohh yeeeaahh... get a good whiff, queer-boy, smell that delicious aroma, before chawing down on it." As sore as I was, I couldn't help getting a hard-on watching my friend in action. His thick well muscled thighs resting on each side of my cousins face, his magnificent seventeen year old bi-ceps flexing as he held Anthony's head buried between those pythons, pressing my cousins mouth and nose roughly against that sexy fabric of Robbie's posing briefs. I began rubbing my own dick at the scene taking place beside me, but what happened next would remain in my memory bank for many years to come. Robbie dismounted my cousin and stood up. Stripping himself of his tight sexy posing brief, and dropping it to the matts below him, Robbie turned around facing my cousins feet, then dropped down on top of his rivals face, giving my cousin his first ever taste of another boys bare butt.
I began jacking in earnest, as Robbie grinded his tight bubble butt into his tough rivals face, giving Anthony an excellent taste of hard, tight, jock-boy ass. Till this day I'm still not sure which had turned me on more, the sight of my cousin unwillingly eating another boys bare-ass for the first time, or the fight he was putting up to throw my best bud off him. Anthony was not liking this new gay act he was being subjected to, but no matter how hard he struggled, Robbie sat there like a strong tough cowboy, riding a wild bull in a rodeo contest, and grinning triumphantly, while maneuvering the crack of his awesome bubble butt up and down his rivals face. The scene lasted nearly twenty minutes before Robbie lifted his butt off Anthony's face just long enough to give him further instructions. "Ok, faggot... this is where you show your jock master how much you respect him. Stick that queer tongue of yours out and lick between the crack of my tight butt... I want you to make love to it, just like you do to my sweet tasting cock... fucking queer pig."
This little break also gave my cousin an opportunity to plead with his superior rival. "Come-on...dude, please get off my head... this is so fucking gross, man... please" Robbie became pissed instantly, I guess he was tired of the lack of respect he had been getting since his good bud Donnie arrived. Turning his head and looking over his shoulder, he glared angrily down into Anthony's eyes. "What did you just call me, you fucking pervert???" My cousin paused briefly before answering, wondering what he said wrong, then like he was struck with a bolt of lightening, a look of horror appeared on his face and his entire body shook as he cried out. "Sir... I'm sorry sir... it won't happen again, sir... I promise! Please, master Rob... can you please just get off my face, sir? I'll blow you, kiss your feet, even lick your nuts, sir... just pleeeezzze get off my head, sir, I'm begging you" "Tell ya what homo, you ever forget your place again, as my fucking fag slave, I won't hesitate to fucking pulverize you with my fists. Stick out your fucking tongue... NOW!"
With the last angry word spoken, Robby began bouncing up and down on Anthony's face till he felt the warmth of my cousins tongue dart between the tight, bubble butt, crack, making head-on contact with my friends tight virgin hole. "aaaaahhhhh... oooohhh fuck....yeeeaaahhh .... again you sick fuck... do it again... keep licking till I tell you to stop... you fuckin queer bitch! You are so fucking inferior to us real High School Athletes... how you ever posed a threat to my wrestling abilities I have no idea... but trust me you little butt-muncher... you stand NO chance in hell of ever winning another wrestling meet against me .... EVER AGAIN! Fuck ya... I'm the next State Champ in our weight class... I'm gonna take that scholarship which was rightfully mine to begin with, and hold it up high... while you're down on your knees, licking my balls in front of your friends and parents, fucking cocksucker!"
Though his crying was somewhat muffled by the weight of Robbie's well muscled body, it was clear to me, that Anthony finally accepted what he feared all along, he had no chance at winning the State Wrestling Championship for his weight class, and therefore no chance of winning the scholarship to his favorite college either. I felt this was so totally unfair, I knew my Aunt and uncle could probably afford to send Anthony to a state university, but it would more than likely be a struggle for them, and what's worse is that it wouldn't be the school that Anthony had longed to attend. He so needed the scholarship in order to attend the school of his dreams. Where as I mentioned before, Robbie would in all likelyhood end up being offered at least two scholarships... maybe three. So to screw my cousin out of one was as low as he could go, especially since Robbie didn't need any scholarship, unlike my cousin, and Donnie, Robbie's rents could literally send him to any damn college Robbie chose.
I tried pushing Robbie's greediness from my mind, and went back to stroking myself, watching the wicked hot scene going on beside me. I knew that Anthony was being grossed out big time, and I sorta felt bad for him, but watching Robbie ride his face was so fucking hot. Even watching Anthony's arms and legs as they flailed in all directions trying desperately to throw the bully off, was equally as hot.
Suddenly I felt another presence, and before I even turned around, Donnie was standing next to us. He gently nudged Robbie with his bare foot. "K, bud... times up... my turn to play with the queer closet case." Robbie, no way ready to bring his enjoyment to an end, looked up at his bud and gave him a dirty look. "Give me a break, dude... he's mine till I'm done using him, then you can do what you want... K?" Donnie just shook his head. "No way... GET UP ... I have a need to choke someone... you had your fun with him... now it's my turn. Besides I need to get off in someones mouth, real soon... so it's either him... or you, your call." Robbie still didn't budge, enjoying himself way too much. He glared into Donnie's eyes defiantly. "Use the other cum-dump if you need to get off so bad, this ones mine for the night." I couldn't believe my ears, even though, I wasn't too happy to hear him refer to me as a cum-dump, I still was somewhat joyful that he finally spoke up to this rude piece of shit. Unfortunately the joy I felt, didn't last very long. Before I even realized what the fuck was happening, Donnie used his left hand to grab a fistful of Robbie's hair then gave him a punch to the side of his head with his right fist. It was way far from Donnie's best punch, that much was obvious, but it sure as hell shocked Robbie. I figure it was just a love tap, like Robbie used to give me, not hard at all, but yet hard enough to pass as a warning. Robbie immediately stopped grinding his ass into my cousins face, and while rubbing the side of his jaw, he looked up at his bud in bewilderment. "What the fuck??? You really wanna take me on that bad, dude?" Donnie just stood over him, grinning while grinding his fist into an open palm. "Fuck, that was nothing, and you know it... just a warning shot is all. Now, like I said a little while ago, I'm the one running this show now, and I told you it was my turn with him, that means stop what you're doing... while I take over... if you have a problem with that...then let's go!" Donnie waved Robbie towards him, but once again, Robbie put their inevitable clash on hold. "It looks like it's gonna have to happen, dude, but not now." It was obvious that with Robbie smothering him, Anthony still had no clue that another dude was even in the room.
Robbie was pissed big time, not only from the punch in the head from his long time bud, but also with the interruption of his enjoyment, it showed in the way he looked and spoke to Donnie. "You know what dude? I think your job here is completed. You can spend the night, but you don't need to return after school tomorrow... k?" Donnie just grinned mischievously. "We'll see about that, DUDE! But for now, I have a need to fulfill, so unless you're ready to take care my problem here... I advise you to get off him, so I can break in his mouth and throat with a REAL jock-boy dick!" Robbie did manage to get in the last word, as he dismounted my cousins face, looking Donnie straight in the eye. "You're a fucking dork, just like Abe has always said, and we WILL have it out, dude... I promise you that much."
It wasn't till Robbie dismounted my cousins face that Anthony saw Donnie standing there. His first reaction was shock, as he just laid there staring up into Donnie's eyes. The two jocks knew each other from school sports. Donnie even once hung out with some of Anthony's friends, but my cousin never liked the tough Italian boy from the poor side of town, and never once tried hiding that fact from Donnie either. So to say that this was a sweet reunion for Donnie would be an understatement to say the least. My cousin remained in a zombie type state, not trying to escape, not even budging an inch. However, the fear was clearly pasted to his handsome face. Donnie then stood over him, straddling Anthony's upper body. Like a mighty lion sneering down at his new captive prey. "Well, well, well, if it isn't Teroni... tell me, dude, how's my friends ass taste, huh? Taste good, faggot? You ready to taste something else... like maybe some delicious Italian food? How about some Hot Italian Sausage... think you can go for some of that, you fucking queer? Tell you what, if you're a good little fagboy and eat every bit of the sausage... I promise to throw in some healthy Italian sauce to go with it, sound like a deal to you, ass-licker?"
My cousin finally made his move, attempting to bolt, but of course he didn't get far. Robbie and Donnie were both on him like flies on shit. Donnie began punching him, mostly just for the fun of it at first. Anthony landed in a fetal position at my feet with Robbie standing over him, and Donnie sitting on top, pummeling every inch of my cousins body with his fists of steel. Donnie's fists were flying so freaking fast, it was nearly impossible to determine where the next blow was going to land. With the action taking place in front of us, I wasn't the one surprised by Donnie's fighting technique, I had no doubt that he was a killer with his fists, but my friend Robbie was in total awe. Sure he was obviously quite aware that Donnie enjoyed using his fists, but I guess he was surprised that Donnie would go all out when it came to someone he knew well, some one that wasn't any threat to begin with. I say it was probably building up over the years between Donnie and Anthony, knowing quite well how rude my cousin could be. Plus like I said, Anthony never allowed Donnie to forget what part of town he came from, and was quick to bring it up... the short time they hung with the same crowd. Always quick to embarrass Donnie whenever he could.
After nearly ten minutes of pummeling my cousin to near unconsciousness... Donnie felt his new captive had had enough, he stood, tightened the towel still wrapped around his waist, and ordered Anthony to kneel. "Let's try this again... get on your knees, faggot." It took my cousin a few moments to even move. Talk about pulverizing someone, in just those few short minutes, Donnie had Anthony looking as though he was put through a meat grinder. I mean, to me it looked as though Donnie was holding back from hitting my cousin in the face and head, but to look at Anthony now, you'd swear that was the only area Donnie concentrated on. Although his face wasn't a total disaster, it was certainly obvious, that he had been beaten up. If Robbie had true reservations about fighting Donnie, earlier, this show of strength certainly didn't cause him to feel any more confident. When it was clear that Anthony was having problems moving very quickly, Donnie shoved his right foot under Anthony's face. "Since you're in no hurry to get up, faggot, you may as well kiss my feet, you're gonna be worshiping them soon enough anyway. Here start with this one." Robbie and I stood there watching a sobbing Anthony place his lips on Donnie's bare right foot, and began kissing it all over. "Yeeaah, Teroni... you fucking fag... you remember all those times you fucking degraded me in front of your friends, huh? Reminding them that I was from the slum neighborhood? I shoulda kicked your ass back then. Fuck, even at twelve years old, I could have taken on you and your six buds together, to this day I don't know why I didn't... but looks like I'm gonna have plenty of time now, to make up for all the slum remarks and jokes you ever made about me. Yeah... now lick both feet... as a matter of fact... suck some toes, you fucking queer pervert."
No idea for how long, my cousin remained down on the matts kissing and licking Donnie's feet. Long enough to satisfy Donnie in any case. Now up on his knees, Anthony pleaded with Donnie, trying desperately to convince another soon to be teenage master... that this whole thing was a huge mistake. "Please Donnie, you have to hear me out... I'm no fag... I swear to you, this all started because of my queer cousin. I was wicked fucking horny one night while he and I were sleeping outside in his tent... I just wanted a quick blow-job from him, but the fag insisted he wouldn't do me, unless I did him... so I pretended to go along with it, I figured if I just kissed his dick first, then told him I'd do him right after he did me... he'd fall for it and blow me... but Robbie came barging in with this video cam just as I kissed my fag cousins dick... anyways... what I'm saying is... I'm no faggot... you gotta believe me... please, dude" Both Robbie and Donnie quickly went into hysterics, laughing their butts off... they seriously lost it big time, and yet again, I failed to see the humor in any of the garbage that just came out of my cousins mouth, he so twisted the story. It was obviously a very desperate attempt at saving his ass... literally. Donnie, the first to recover from my cousins comedy speech, placed both his hands behind Anthony's head locking his fingers together then tilted the head backwards, so that my cousin was now looking straight up into Donnie's eyes. "Listen faggot... I saw the video, you're not only a cocksucker... you're a damn good one. From now on... you've got two masters to service... that should keep you busy each night of the week and all weekend long. Now what's gonna happen tonight is this, you're gonna blow me, and blow me again, and keep blowing me till you've sucked out all the cum within my balls. Then my bud here is gonna fuck your brains out... all night long, he's gonna take your cherry... and pound your hot little ass over and over again... you got any idea, how many faggots at school would pay big time to be in your position... you fucking cum-breath" Anthony was holding up ok, till Donnie mentioned the part where Robbie would be taking his cherry, then he began sobbing loudly, trying desperately to pull his head away from Donnie's solid grip, but to no avail. I suddenly couldn't wait till my cousin got his first glimpse at Donnie's weapon of destruction. The towel did a good job of concealing it, so I figured it must be soft and just hanging. Robbie meanwhile became hard as steel listening to Donnie describe the fucking that would take place later. He apparently was suddenly fine with Donnie running the show, his attitude seemed to change dramatically while watching Donnie beat the shit out of Anthony. I mean after all, it took Donnie less than ten minutes to achieve with Anthony what it took all night for Robbie to achieve.
Now with Donnie standing over my cousin, with a tight grip on Anthony's head, the seventeen year old horny jock appeared ready to claim another queer slave. I stood on the opposite of Robbie, with Donnie and my cousin between us, and occasionally would glance over at my bud as we both took in Donnie's incredible body. My eyes first attached themselves to the protruding bulge in the towel, neatly hiding the mighty weapon behind it. It was definitely a nice size lump, but ooooohh so deceiving, if Anthony only knew. My eyes drifted upward to a wicked hard six-pack or soon to be eight-pack, onward to his grapefruit size pecs, and baseball size guns, which at the moment flexed powerfully as he struggled to hold Anthony's head in place, while my cousin used every muscle in his body to break away from his new master. However, the only thing that resulted from my cousins attempt at escaping was an evil grin from Donnie.
"K, bitch... I know you've been waiting patiently to see what's behind curtain number one, so go ahead... give it a tuck, remove the towel from my waist, and feast your eyes on Thanksgiving Dinner" The very instant the towel dropped to the mats... Anthony's eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets. I'm so sure he would have tried escaping one more time, had he not been in a total state of shock. With the thought of breaking in a new throat, Donnie's thick nine inches had become semi hard. Grabbing a fistful of my cousins hair, Donnie buried Anthony's face into the damp, dark, curly bush, and held it there, smothering his latest conquest. "There you go queer-boy... inhale THAT, you fucking pussy. Ooooooh fuck yeeaah... my pubes still wet from the fucking I gave your cousin??? You need to fuckin lick my bush clean... if you ever wanna see daylight again. After you finish maybe I'll let you clean my cock before I drill a hole through the back of your queer head."
Donnie held his grip on my cousins head, grinding Anthony's face into his dirty pubes, and as if that wasn't punishment enough, he lifted one leg over Anthony's shoulder, then did the same with the other, forcing my cousin to arch backwards. With Donnie's thick well muscled thighs now on each side of my cousins face, the tough High School bully, tightened his thighs, flexing those incredible muscles, and releasing the fistful of hair. He planted his fists on his hips, and grinned at Robbie, tightening the head scissors hold each time Anthony tried pulling his face away from Donnie's smelly crotch hair. "You better do a good job cleaning my pubes, bitch... or I swear, I'll fuckin crush your queer scull with these legs" Robbie and I both took in the `I'm the fucking BALLS' expression on Donnie's face, and the no mistaking look... of a true conqueror. Fuck if Donnie didn't go so far as to flex his mighty guns, posing for Robbie, as he glared into Robbie's eyes... then kissed his own biceps. Nearly twenty minutes into having his dark curly bush licked clean by his new pussy-boy, Donnie, grabbed himself another clump of my cousins hair and pulled his face away. Noticing a few loose curly pubes, clinging to Anthony's moist lips, Donnie, grinned. "Good job, homo, we'll add that to your new list of cleaning chores" Then as though deep in thought, Donnie began glaring deep into Anthony's dark eyes. Who knew what his wicked evil imagination was working on next. However, we didn't need to wait long. Donnie gave his new conquest, a smirk as he placed his hand down to his awesome looking knob. Using his index and forefingers he cleaned the pre-cum from his leaking piss-slit, and placed the fingertips under my cousins nose, smearing Donnie's moist, clear juice along Anthony's upper lip, just beneath his nostrils. Then squeezed the two fingers between my cousins lips, till they were buried inside Anthony's mouth, "suck em, faggot, suck em clean, I wanna feel your fucking tongue all over my fingers and in between em as well" Donnie allowed Anthony to suck the fingers clean, then began to thrust them in and out of my cousins mouth. "Oooooohhh fuck yeeaah... that's it, dick-breath... suck em like you suck cock, man I can't even begin to tell ya...where those fucking fingers have been since the last time I washed em... cocksucker."
I immediately glanced over to Robbie while he crouched over, laughing his ass off. Must have been thinking the same thing I was, one place those filthy fingers had been that I knew off, was between the crack of my butt when Donnie was pulling my cheeks apart. As usual, I didn't find it all that amusing myself. Fuck, I could only prey that this never comes up in a conversation with my cousin around.
Donnie withdrew his wet fingers, then wiped them dry on each side of Anthony's face. He then grabbed a tight hold of my cousins hair, and tilted Anthony's head way back. "Open your mouth, fag... I'm gonna lube it real good before fucking it. I so want you to grow accustom to all my bodily fluids... ooooh yeeaaah, bitch, you're going to learn to beg for my fresh spit, my hot Italian cum, my dripping sweat, and my warm piss... and you'll be getting plenty of each... every fucking time we get together... sound hot to you??? Cause it sure as hell sounds hot to me" Donnie yanked hard on my cousins head, bending it further backwards till it looked as though it would snap off, causing Anthony to obey Robbie's last command. Donnie let loose with gob after gob of fresh spit, as Robbie and I stood there watching. Long endless strings of drool oozed from Donnie's lips... straight down into Anthony's gapping mouth, bringing a look of total disgust to my cousins face. Then when Anthony realized that Donny literally intended to fill his mouth with Master Donnie's spit, the tears began cascading, and the look of total disgust turned into a pitiful expression. Donnie kept at it, till the cavity of my cousins mouth was completely full and slightly overflowing.
The sight was nothing like anything I had ever seen before, my own cousin kneeling on the mats, his head flung back, his eyes bulging, tears flowing non stop, and his mouth wide open, literally filled with another dudes, spit. Anthony was forced to kneel there, while Donnie stood over him and marveled over his own wonderful work. "Check it out guys, his fucking mouth is totally full with my spit... fucking hot... huh?" Robbie actually patted his bud on the back. "Gotta hand it to ya, dude... that is one hot fuckin site... now what? You gonna make him swallow it a tiny bit at a time???" Donnie gave his bud, a sinister grin. "Not just yet... I wanna have as much fun with this as I can... first."
We watched as Donnie dipped his fingers inside the spit filled mouth, then turned to me and ordered me to open up and suck his fingers, as my cousin had done moments ago. "Here you go, bitch, I know how much you love the taste of my spit, now you can eat it by the spoonful... aaaahhhh sorry... fingerfull... awesome, huh? Now be a good little faggot and open up for Master Donnie" I of course hesitated, it wasn't just the spit, cause even though I hated it, I had been ordered to eat it often enough in this past month or so, and was now somewhat used to it. It was the thought of sucking on this bullies fingers, no way could I bring myself to suck on his dirty fingers, I could only imagine where else they were besides the crack of my butt, no way... especially covered with his spit, ESPECIALLY after the spit had been sitting inside my cousins mouth... ya right... nope, wasn't gonna happen.
Again, my best bud turned on me, grabbing my hair and yanking hard, Robbie gritted his teeth. "He gave you an order, pussy boy, now fucking open your mouth, or I personally will fucking punch you out" I had my mouth open and sucking Donnie's wet fingers in less than a second flat. I seriously felt nauseous, but again, it wasn't the spit, not even Donnie's dirty fingers, it was just the thought of it. However, I'm not saying that Donnie's spit tasted good, nor did his fingers, both were gross, but by now I had tasted much worse things. Both Donnie and Robbie praised me, and for some reason their praise made me smile for the first time in two days. Donnie made me eat his spit from his fingers several more times, before he came up with an even more interesting way to feed me. I stood there watching, as he dipped the head of his dick into Anthony's mouth, then ordered me to kneel. Grinning, and holding his cock he pointed his thick spit covered knob at my face, then dabbed it on my forehead and both cheeks. "I Donnie king of Jocks' anoint you my little bitch, Sir Cocksucker' now Sir Cocksucker you may suck my knob clean" I'm not sure what it was these days with Robbie, he and I had always shared the same sense of humor, but lately I didn't agree with anything he found amusing, so as he rolled on the floor laughing in hysterics, I so badly wanted to haul off and kick him in the balls, it was only my desire to live another day that stopped me from doing so.
After anointing me `Sir Cocksucker' Donnie approached my cousin again, but this time he stuck his knob inside Anthony's mouth and kept it there. I saw the panic in my cousins eyes almost immediately. Then as Donnie placed his hands behind Anthony's head, I knew it was time for my cousins introduction to what had to be the biggest cock in either of our two High Schools. "Time to suck cock, queer-boy, but first let me wash your face, k?" Donnie withdrew his spit slopped dick from Anthony's mouth and began slapping my cousins face all over, returning to the spit reservoir after each facial for another coating. He continued dick slapping Anthony till my cousins face was totally covered in Donnie's spit. The last time he dunked his cock into my cousins mouth, he surprised each of us by not pulling back out, but thrusting deep into his new bitches mouth till his cock reached the throat opening. My cousin who by now had been deep throated by Robbie many times over, and was obviously able to take at least some of Donnie's thick monster into his throat, began gagging and choking on just the thought of the bullies huge power drill.
I expected Donnie to pull out and punish Anthony, but he gave his new bitch another chance. Pulling back till only the head remained inside my cousins mouth, Robbie and I watched as Donnie's powerful hips drove his master blaster full force once again, and once again his cock was denied entrance into my cousins throat. Anthony on the other hand was a total wreck, his face bright, bright red, his eyes wide and tearful, gagging and choking, and what little bit of Donnie's spit remained in his mouth was now oozing out between the lips. At first I figured the problem was Robbie just wasn't letting Donnie inside his throat, period. But taking a closer look, I found the problem. Donnie's cock must be thicker than Robbie's even though at first I didn't think it was, I mean I believed that both dudes were the same thickness, even though Donnie was almost two inches longer. But I must have been wrong, because Anthony was able to take the thickness of Robbie's cock, and still have room to maybe slip a finger in there as well, but with Donnie's cock lodged between my cousins lips, there was absolutely no room to even slide a toothpick in. I didn't know what to do, afraid of trying to convince Donnie, that my cousin wasn't able to take it all, cause this would establish that not only was Donnie's cock longer than Robbie's, but way thicker also. Poor Robbie would have a breakdown at this news, and Donnie would probably just say fuck it, and go back to fucking my butt, or even worse, my mouth, and that is something I just couldn't handle at the moment. There was no way my throat could take another merciless bashing from Donnie's thick nine inches.
Fortunately for me, Donnie being the fucking alpha male bully that he is, wasn't about to give in so easily. "You better enjoy these last few minutes of your life, you fucking queer, cause I'm going down your faggot throat one way or another... and trust me... I always get my way." I glanced at Robbie, hoping he'd be a little concerned about my cousin, he wasn't, that famous sadistic grin immediately appeared on his face, while listening to his buds threat. Suddenly, Donnie pulled completely out of Anthony's mouth, held his head up with a fist wrapping around a lock of hair, and with his free fist, he punched my cousin in the side of his face. "I know you can take my cock, cause I saw the fucking video where you swallowed Robbie's cock all the way, and even though his dick is no match against mine, I know you're able to take more than what you're pretending" Another punch to Anthony's face. "So would you rather have me shove my fist inside your mouth... or my beautiful cock?" a shocked and tearful Anthony mumbled his answer. "Your beautiful cock... s si sir"
After one more failed attempt, and now what was the fourth attempt, several things occurred at the same time. Anthony's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets, his face turned bright red, and his arms began flailing. Another thing also occurred, a wicked triumphant grin appeared on Donnie's face, we now knew that his massive cock made it's grand entry, and there was no stopping it now. Within moments, Donnie the seventeen year old Alpha Male, was thrusting in and out of his new bitches mouth with such determined fierceness, that Anthony's eyes rolled to the back of his head, noticing this, Donnie pulled out and allowed his bitch to regain his breathing ability before passing out. Anthony immediately clutched his battered throat much in the same way I had often done. His gagging and waterfall tears only brought an evil smile to both Donnie and Robbie, with proud Donnie adding some verbal abuse to the situation, while slapping the purple colored face beneath him with his teen alpha cock. "Yeeeaaah, now we're talking, I knew you were holding back, I knew once I convinced you that I mean fucking business... you'd see it my way... speaking of business, let's get back to it, cocksucker" Donnie entered his thick knob back into my cousins mouth and gave his hips one powerful thrust, drilling into Anthony's mouth and throat till my cousins chin and nose were buried deep in thick cock hair.
My cousin once again lost his ability to breath, and once again began wailing on Donnie's hard thighs. But Donnie's only reaction to the wailing on his legs was a nasty wide grin while staring deep into Anthony's eyes. I knew deep inside from past experiences with both Robbie and Donnie, that my cousins life was not at risk here, but of course Anthony didn't know that, so he'd fight even harder to push the well developed bully off him, increasing the massive feeling of power already consuming Donnie's mind, and for Robbie and Donnie that's what this was all about, the rush, and awesome high they received from their power and total control over another dude.
Donnie held my cousins head in place with his tight grip, his cock buried completely in his bitches throat, with Anthony's only means of air coming from the thick dark sweaty pubes of his newest teen master. When Donnie felt that my cousin was close to passing out, he withdrew once again, allowing Anthony to catch his breath. Donnie then let out an evil giggle. "Not yet queerboy, you don't get to pass out till you eat my load. Those are Master Donnie's rules, and by the way... this is your last break dude... it's feeding time." Anthony used the minute or so break he had been given, to try and plead with Donnie. "Dude, I'll blow you if you want, but you're too fucking rough, can't you please go easier with me the first couple of times... I'm tellin ya, my throat hurts like hell, just go easy on me, dude... please" I watched as both Donnie and Robbie exchanged eye contact then broke into laughter at the same time. Robbie laughing so hard he had trouble getting the words out. "Seriously, dude... it's... a throat problem... or... something... that runs... in the... family" Donnie, still laughing, looked down into my cousins pitiful eyes. "Sure... I'll go easy on ya... real easy. Now breaks over... bitch!"
Robbie and I both watched as Donnie pistol whipped my cousins face with his hard nine inch seventeen year old dick, over and over again, while laughing his ass off, as his pre-cum splattered into Anthony's eyes. Less than a moment later, Donnie was giving my cousins mouth and throat a work over unlike anything I have yet experienced. The young tough Alpha Male was long dicking Anthony's mouth and throat with such rapid speed, and brute force, that I seriously expected my cousin to black out. To say that the scene was anything but wicked hot would be an understatement. Robbie and I both watched as Donnie gritted his teeth and hissed loudly with each and every brutal thrust. It was as if he so wanted to cause some major hurt to Anthony, while showing off to Robbie and myself his awesome muscles, as well as his ability to dominate, at the same time. The movement of his tight bubble butt muscles alone was driving me over the edge. Watching them tighten up, showing off their beautiful dimples, with each brutal thrust from the hips, then seeing the muscles ease with each withdrawal, over and over and over again, was just too fucking hot, period. To top off the wicked hot scene happening before us, was the words flowing from my bud Robbie. "Ya, dude... fuck that throat... ya, fuck it hard... harder, man... fuck it harder... ride that cocksuckers face hard, dude"
Donnie, just turned to Robbie, and giving him an evil grin along with a smirk, continued hissing from his clenched teeth with each hard painful thrust. His beautiful muscle tone and tight olive skin was glistening with sweat, making him appear all the more devilishly sexy. With one last brutal thrust, Donnie at first held my cousins face tightly buried in the wet pubes for a moment or so before pulling nearly out, he then proceeded with shot slow thrusts into my cousins mouth, shooting a large gob of silky thick cream with each gentle thrust. I can only assume that my cousin must have gotten more than several good size mouthfuls, before Anthony was completely finished with his incredible nut. I'm sure that my cousin had to have been reliving the night that Robbie fucked his face over and over again all night long, because Donnie didn't need much of a break before shoving his master cock back into a mighty sore throat, and Robbie and I got to watch the show all over again, and over again, and again.
It was well past midnight on a school night, before Robbie got his shot at his totally wasted rival. What I mean by totally wasted is that Robbie had to pull Anthony up from a fetal position on the mats, and literally hold my cousins limp body up with a full nelson hold, with the side of Anthony's face flush against the basement wall. Robbie asked his High School rival if he was ready for phase two. "You look like you've been run over by an eighteen wheeler, dude. Hope you're up for losing your cherry now. I'd let this go till tomorrow, but to be honest... I'm way too horned up after watching you deep throat my bud all those times. That was one awesome performance you gave us, man! Now let's see if you can hold up a little longer, I need to fuck your awesome ass at least twice before we crash tonight, but I'm hoping that we can squeeze in three fucks before we call it a night. What do you say? You think you can take a wicked hard fucking from your FORMER rival a few times before you pass out?"
Anthony, was nothing more than a rag doll at this point, the fight if there was any to begin with, was now long gone thanks to tough boy Donnie. The only response Robbie received from his question, was four simple words. "Please sir, not now" Robbie laughed right into my cousins ear as he held his conquered rival pined to the wall. Adding a tiny bit more humiliation to an already humiliated High School jock. "If not now, bitch, when? When I have you pinned to the mat during our first wrestling meet? In front of the viewers? In front of all your buds and team mates... huh? Is that when you want to lose your cherry to me... huh??? Or would you rather give it up to me now, in front of your cousin?" Anthony began sobbing all over again. But in between the sobs, he gave his young master his reply. "If you must humiliate me any more than you have already, then do it now and get it over with." Again Robbie responded with laughter, and again doing so right into my cousins ear. "Ooooohhh trust me, I had no intentions of waiting that long, although the idea of fucking you in front of so many, does have an appealing affect on my cock right now. The thing is though, if you insist on me fucking your tight little bubble butt now as opposed to doing so in front of everyone at your school... you need to beg me. So lets here it... beg me to fuck your brains out, bitch"
It took my cousin several minutes, before the words came tumbling from his worn out pussy mouth. "Please sir, please fuck my brains out... sir?" More laughter from Robbie, while Donnie only smirked. It seemed that the battle between the two, as to who was more dominating was ongoing. But by my score, Donnie was still in the lead. Robbie then yelled over to me. "Hey faggot, get over here... I want you to do the honors." I had no idea what Robbie had in store for me now, but under the circumstances... I decided not to keep him waiting. What he wanted was for me to fetch the lube, and then lube not only his thick cock, but my cousins butt as well. A task that by now, I was only too happy to perform.
With my buds dick and Anthony's awesome bubble but more than adequately greased, I asked Robbie if maybe Anthony needed to be gagged in order to keep the painful yelps from being heard. "Nah... the rents are out celebrating tonight, they won't be home for another couple of hours, the worse will be over by then, besides, I wanna hear my little bitch scream... it will fucking turn me on even more, hearing the pain my cock is causing him" Robbie humped my cousins ass, grinding into it over and over again for several minutes, before the head of his dick worked it's way inside Anthony's virgin hole. As my cousin let out a wicked loud cry, Followed by begging my bud to please pull out, Robbie turned his head to Donnie, and smiled. Robbie, with only his thick head inserted into my cousins butt hole, whispered into Anthony's ear, loud enough for each of us to hear. "That's just my knob in ya so far, you know... the awesome cock head that you've made love too so many times over the past couple of weeks? Yep, the very same one, dude... and now it's going to charge forward... and drill itself way deep inside you. Then it's going to fucking bash your insides all to hell, just like it did your faggot throat, bitch! But you know what, don't let that stop you from begging me to pull out, I fucking love that part too"
Less than three minutes later, Robbie's muscular frame was working over time, slamming his thick love muscle in and out of Anthony's awesome looking butt. The highlight of this hot scene was watching Robbie's own tight ass muscles at work, as they were definitely the force and power behind the wicked hard and rapid thrusts, plowing my buds beautiful cock harder into my cousins no longer virgin, but still beautiful ass. Robbie was taking his sweet time bringing himself to climax, prolonging his nut for as long as he could. I assumed he was holding back for a few different reasons, one being that he has discovered that fucking another dude... opens up another whole avenue of release, and since he's not the one being fucked, then he himself won't be labeled a fag. I mean after all, his idol Donnie fucks fags all the time, ain't no one calling him a queer. But I also think Robbie loves feeling the control and power that rushes through his entire body, while listening to another dude cry out in pain, begging for him to stop. Then of course there is the humiliation that the bottom dude is being subjected to, and no one loves humiliating another dude, more so than Robbie and his side-kick Donnie.
Holding my cousin in the wicked tight full nelson hold while fucking him, began taking it's toll on Anthony, as he bounced off the basement wall with each and every hard thrust from Robbie's strong hips. Of course it didn't help my cousins condition any with Robbie biting his ear when not verbally humiliating him. Even Donnie was getting pissed at Robbie for not getting his nut after nearly thirty minutes. "Come-on man... blow your load into that new pussy already, show him what it feels like having his new cunt filled with another dudes sperm"
I must admit, watching my arrogant cousin being fucked senseless, by my well muscled bud, was a huge fucking turn on. He sure as hell should be thanking his lucky stars, that it's Robbie's cock doing the fucking and not Donnie's thick nine inches. He seriously has no idea just how lucky he his. Finally Robbie was ready to stuff his seed up into my cousins awesome looking ass. "You ready to become impregnated, you fucking pussy bitch? Yeeeaaah here it comes, gonna flood your new cunt with my baby seed... and this is just round one, bitch" It was easy to tell when Robbie began filling my cousins ass with his baby batter. First Robbie began softly moaning, then parts of Anthony's body began twitching, it was so fucking obvious that my bud was emptying his big balls, that both Donnie and I broke up laughing at the same time. By the time my cousin was finished receiving his third fuck, with Robbie laying on top of him on the mats, Anthony was a total mess, like a wet noodle just laying beneath Robbie's awesome body, being pinned helplessly by an un-concerning seventeen year old Jock.
The rest of that night right up till daybreak, it was endless fucking and endless blow-jobs. The entire basement smelt of sex and only sex, therefore it was a good thing that Robbie's rents never trespassed onto their sons private domain. Robbie refused to allow Anthony to shower, he wanted my cousin to go straight to school smelling like a cum factory, Robby even made the situation worse with him and Donnie both jerking off inside Anthony's boxer briefs. I caught my cousin alone for a brief moment, and attempted to offer him some advice. "Listen dude, once inside school... just go straight to the bathroom and take em off, them dump em in the trash, these two assholes will never know" Anthony looked at me like I had three heads. "Dude??? How fucking stupid do you think I am??? Of course that's what I'm gonna do... geeeze... I think they really did fuck your brains out. Another thing... don't ever let me catch you along... cause I will fuck you up so bad... soooo fucking bad" Anthony then spat twice in my face before Donnie and Robbie entered the room.
I was allowed to go home directly after school, but Robbie made it clear that I was to report to his house right after dinner. I felt as though a huge weight had been lifted off my shoulder. My three nights of training had been dismissed with time served. My bud believed I had been properly trained in less time than he had expected. I wanted to hug him, that's how grateful I was that I needn't spend another full night with Donnie. This didn't mean I had a complete night off, Robbie still needed to be serviced, which is why I was told to report to him directly after dinner. He had already informed Donnie the night before that there would be no need for him to show up at Robbie's house the next day.
That night at seven sharp, I was making my way down the steps to Robbie's private domain. He was busy on his Bow-Flex, and I took my place at his feet, licking the soles of his socks that he had worn all day. The doorbell rang, his rents had already left, they had tickets to the theater. Since Robbie was in his usual attire of skimpy briefs, I offered to go up and answer the door, but he insisted, he'd do it, so I followed. I think Robbie was even more surprised than I, when he opened the door and Donnie barged in, heading straight for the basement door, nearly knocking Robbie over as he brushed roughly past him, saying nothing. Robbie first looked at me then at Donnie's back as he headed down the stairs. Throwing his arms in the air, Donnie yelled to him. "What the fuck... hey dude... I told you last night that your job was finished, the faggot here has been trained just fine" Donnie's angry voice fired back. "This isn't about that queer little bitch... it's about the hand-job you owe me, now get you ass down here... prompto"