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Author's Note: The scene containing Roberto's lesson is clearly marked if you want to skip over it. It is not any more graphic than anything else I have written, except for the fact that Roberto is unwilling, though he begins to enjoy it at the end. The saying 'Paybacks a Bitch' comes to mind. The story will continue afterwards with no mention of the Genaro brothers again.
Even though I wrote this chapter some time ago, during the final edit it I decided to change it up some, especially the ending. After the last chapter, with which I wasn't too pleased myself (along with a reader who told me I could end this "crap", my first hate e-mail) I spiced up Roberto's punishment.
The next three chapters we will take another short break from Jamie. Chapter 67 is all about Robby/bobby and Eddie. Mostly Eddie surprisingly. Chapters 68 and 69 will be about bicha Ian Archer. That story line just took off all by itself. I'm thinking it may actually become a spin-off once I conclude "Dean's Bicha".
Please send your comments/suggestions to Deansbicha@gmail.com
Chapter 66 Tuesday, The Genaro Brothers I crept down the side of the Mann's house hoping against hope the Genaro brothers would not see me through the trees and bushes lining the property line. No such luck.
Roberto saw me first and came running over to grab me. He exclaimed, "Wow, you're naked and hard!" as he waited for his brother to catch up.
James came running over before I had the chance to respond and exclaimed, "Whoa. Dean didn't tell us you'd be naked today. What happened?"
"Who cares. This little fucker thought he could sneak by us. He needs to be taught a lesson," Roberto told James.
"Shut it," he told his younger, bratty brother. Turning to me he asked again, "What happened? Why are you naked?"
"My dad found out I showed up to work yesterday naked. So my punishment is to stay this way all week. Thanks a lot for taking my clothes guys."
"That's fucking hilarious," Roberto roared. James laughed too, though not as much. Looking back at me, Roberto reached over and fisted my balls. Gripping them tightly he asked, "Did you say anything about us?"
"No, I didn't. I lied and told him it was my attempt at getting out of working. Honest, I never mentioned you guys." It was the truth, though it did save my nuts as Roberto released them.
"Where is the underwear we altered for you? Why aren't you wearing it?"
"I couldn't. My parents watched me leave and they made me come down here like this."
"Did they say your pecker had to be hard?" Roberto laughed.
"No, it got that when I ran down here." All true, just an edited down version.
"Come on James, he needs to learn not to fuck with us," Roberto pushed James. "We gotta punish him too."
"I think working the Mann Farm naked for a whole week is punishment enough?" James said.
"No, he fucked up and got caught. Besides, that's from his father and Mr. Mann. He needs to learn not to mess around with us. Anyway, look at his thing, he's raring to go," Roberto told his older bro as he slammed his hand down on the top of my cock. It sprang back up and bounced off my stomach.
"What do you want to do?" James asked.
"I say we fuck him," Roberto was getting excited.
"No, Dean said not until the end of the week."
"I don't care. Dean's not the boss," Roberto whined. "Let's do this." He was already dropping his shorts and briefs. Stepping out of them he stroked his small 4 inch long, but thick, cock making it stand upright.
"Guys, I got to get to the farm. I can't be late again," I pleaded.
Truth was I still had ten minutes. There would be plenty of time for Roberto to screw me and he knew it. Next thing I knew I'm on all fours with Roberto behind me spitting on my hole. He hawked up some more phlegm to coat his rod before placing the tip at the entrance to my love tunnel. "Ready?" He asked a half second before he plunged the entire thing up my ass.
Now normally, that size cock wouldn't have hurt. I was still sensitive from the weekend and groaned at the intrusion. Roberto began sliding in and out. Luckily, it was a mild fuck and short. My asshole was accustomed to much larger dicks and harder fucks.
"You shouldn't do that Roberto," James warned.
Being his first time fucking someone, Roberto wasn't going to last very long and didn't. "Man this feels fucking awesome. You gotta try it James," Roberto moaned in pleasure.
"No. I'll wait until he or Dean says it's ok. You doing ok Jamie?" James asked me with real concern in his voice.
Instead of answering him, I waved James over and tugged his shorts down. His bigger, 15 year old cock flopped out in front of me. I opened my mouth and gobbled him to his pubes. Nursing his rod made me forget about his asshole brother screwing my asshole. I rocked back and forth between the Genaro brothers in an early morning spit roast. If I wasn't worried about being late to the farm again, I would have enjoyed it a whole lot more.
Roberto cried out, "Here it cums fagboy," as I felt his meager seed enter me.
James filled my mouth with his sweet swimmers shortly afterwards. They were super tasty as they traveled down my throat. The brothers pulled out leaving both my holes empty and wanting more. Roberto either learned from Dean or was just as warped because he walked around to my face and presented me with his slimy schlong. "Clean my cock, Bitch," he ordered.
"Man, that's sick," James said with more than a hint of disgust in his voice. If he only knew.
"Yup. That's the price for trying to avoid us this morning," Roberto chuckled. "You're free to go homo. Looks like you enjoyed that," he smirked referring to my ever present erection.
James looked at me and asked with some sympathy, "You gonna be alright? Will you be late?"
Glancing at my watch it was exactly 7:00. I took off running yelling over my shoulder, "Not if I run." I waved goodbye. James waved back, Roberto flipped me the bird.
Running into the barn I was out of breath. Mr. Mann was standing there looking pissed. "You're a minute late," he barked at me.
My watch showed I had twenty more seconds, which I foolishly told Mr. Mann. He didn't care. Raymond was ordered to get another willow branch. Shit. It took two minutes for Mr. Mann to turn the branch into an ass destroying weapon. That meant three stripes. Mr. Mann tossed me over a stack of vegetable boxes and swung the whip. He informed me the minimum was five and to count them out.
Whoosh. "One!" I cried out. Man that stung. Four more followed. It wasn't nearly as bad as yesterday but still hurt. Mr. Mann then told me if I was late tomorrow by even one second I'd get 25. I planned on sneaking out of the house after bed and sleep in his hay loft so I'd be on time. Luckily, that wasn't needed.
My cock had deflated from the literal pain in my ass the whipping he gave me. "Well, looks like I know how to make you get rid of those pesky bones, don't it boy?" Turning to Darin he said, "Make sure he does his fair share today. Don't forget the sunscreen neither. Don't want those bits burnt," he laughed even more as he strolled out.
After Mr. Mann departed, Raymond coated my entire body from the neck down with sunscreen. Two minutes later my skin began to tingle. Shit, the bastard covered me with Mrs. Soarer's hair removal cream. When I confronted Raymond he laughed his ass off telling Darin what he did. Three minutes later I'm allowed to take a cooling shower to remove the cream and whatever tiny hair follicles which might have started to grow back. Trust me, there was not a lot.
Darin told Raymond to get the healing salve and the real sunscreen, then he asked me why I was late. As Raymond returned I told them about the Genaro brothers next door. Raymond was so mad he wanted to go 'beat the shit out of them.' I said it was only Roberto who fucked me, James seemed like a nice guy (older brothers usually were in my experience) who tried talking Roberto out of it. I admitted I kinda enjoyed it and my butthole wasn't all that sore because Roberto was only sporting 4 inches. Raymond asked if I was ready to handle more and groped himself. Darin said 'No,' and that was the end of that discussion.
Raymond applied a liberal amount of salve to soothe my butt cheeks and then began working the sunscreen from head to toe. Before he covered my cock, which was again at full mast, he told Darin he was going to take me in back. Darin's response, "Oh for Christ's sake, just suck him here. Hurry up, we got work to do."
I don't know who was more shocked, Raymond or I. As Raymond knelt there not moving, Darin yelled at him, "Jesus Raymond, if you're gonna blow him, Blow Him Already. There's tons of harvesting today and I'm not getting my ass whipped because you want some privacy sucking dick."
Obviously Darin knew Raymond was gay too. Did he know about Ray's friend Philip too? Probably not since both Raymond and Philip made me promise not to tell the other what I had done with each of them. Raymond told me later at lunch time while I was sucking him how surprised he was that Darin was being so casual about everything.
Like all brothers do, sure Darin and Raymond had messed around experimenting with each other when they were younger. Once Darin started dating that pretty much stopped. When he met his current girlfriend and future wife, Pam, he and Raymond stopped totally. Darin's participation in using me thus far surprised the hell out of his younger brother.
Raymond said Darin wasn't anti-gay at all. It was an unspoken bond between brothers that Raymond was gay and Darin not only knew about it, but was ok with it. However, other than using me at the July 4th gang bang and yesterday, Darin never really watched Raymond in action. This morning was a tad unnerving for Raymond to kneel on the barn floor and suck off a 13 year old kid. Unfortunately, Darin said there wasn't time for me to return the favor. After I gobbled down lunch quickly, that's what I spent the rest of our lunch break doing: Blowing The Hannah Brothers.
While I nursed on Darin for the second time before our break was over, Darin had Raymond call Dean and explain the situation about the Genaro boys. I could hear Dean screaming over the phone even though my head was lodged between Darin's legs at the moment. Dean was going ballistic. I knew there would be trouble.
The rest of the day was actually fairly uneventful. I didn't even have to take stuff to the farm stand, phew. The exception was a grocery store driver, coming to pick up some produce, who saw me. Darin quickly explained and thankfully I was only 50% hard being horizontal with the ground. The driver's comment, "Sucks to be you kid," as we loaded his truck. What an understatement.
At the end of the day, Darin offered me a ride home which I happily accepted. We had barely gotten in Darin's truck, with me in the middle, when Raymond forced me to the floor in front of him and whipped out his dick. I didn't need to be told what to do. My lips wrapped around his prick faster than you can say 'cocksucker.'
I didn't stop sucking when the truck stopped. Darin had backed into my driveway, turned off the engine, then got out. Opening the passenger door Darin was partially blocked from view by it. Raymond held my head as I bobbed up and down on his rigid dong, probably afraid I was going to stop, as if that was going to happen, haha.
Out of the corner of my eye I saw Darin unsnapping and unzipping his jeans. Hooking them and his FOTL briefs under his low hanging, hot, sweaty balls Darin grabbed Raymond by the back of his head and forced his stiffening cock in his younger brother's mouth. Whoa! While I knelt on the floor sucking Raymond, Raymond in turn leaned over sucking his older brother. Raymond was so excited to be once again slobbering on Darin's dick he blasted off within seconds giving me a delicious late afternoon snack.
When Raymond's dick softened it popped out of my mouth allowing me to watch him blow his brother. I was front and center watching a hot and heavy incestuous scene. I began stroking myself ready to pop. Darin told me "In your hand, not the floor." Turning back to Raymond, Darin told him, "Damn, I forgot just how good you are at this bro."
Darin gripped Raymond's hair and began pulling him onto his cock fast, deep, and hard. I could hear Raymond chocking at the throat assault. I saw Darin's balls pull up just before he yanked out and shot his load all over Raymond's face. My hand filled with my own love juices at the sight of this brotherly 'love'.
"Tongue," Darin ordered. Raymond stuck it out waiting as Darin worked the last few drops of spunk out of his prick and wiped them on Raymond's tongue. Looking down at me Darin pointed to Raymond and said, "Hand." I watched in awe as Raymond's pink tongue snaked its way thru my cream, licking my palm clean. "Clean his face and give him a sloppy kiss goodbye." Darin was doing an excellent job of directing us, I just wished Dale were here filming us.
After several minutes of trading Darin's cum between Raymond and me it was eventually all gone. We parted with our lips glistening with spit and ball batter. Darin was now sitting in the driver's seat ready to go. "You homos done?" he asked.
"Fuck you Darin," Raymond responded.
"Sorry, MY ass is exit only. I'll leave that to you two queers." Looking at me Darin said, "See you later kid. We gotta go now," as he jerked his head indicating I should get out.
I stood next to Raymond's closed door and asked, "What? You'll see me later?"
"Dean will explain. You better get inside before somebody drives by and sees you," Darin laughed. He started the truck and drove off, Raymond stuck his head out the window and made a kissing motion with his lips. I blew one back to him and he smiled.
Once inside I called Dean immediately. I needed to know what Darin was talking about. Sorry mom and dad, I ended that sentence with a preposition.
Dean told me, "After dinner we're going to teach Roberto a little lesson of his own..."
"What?! Where? How?" I asked in disbelief.
"Don't worry. I've got it all worked out," Dean calmly told me.
"But what if my dad won't let me go down to your house?" I asked.
"Taken care of. Papa is going to call after supper and ask that you come down. Your father isn't going to miss another opportunity to embarrass you."
Dean was right about that. After I was made to whack it four times this morning in front of my entire family and dad's comment about possible repeat performances, I was almost destined to be pounding out loads in front of others against my own free will.
"Ok. I guess I'll see you later." Hanging up the phone I looked at the clock. I had about a half an hour before everyone got home. I jumped in the shower and thought about rubbing a load or two or three or four out. I thought maybe I could cream my nuts enough so I wouldn't get hard. Yeah, like that's going to happen. Besides, even if I did dad would probably ask me why I was no longer stiff. I decided to let the cards fall where they may. Fingers crossed.
Dad brought home restaurant food. What a surprise, haha. It was five orders of Chicken Marsala with rice and veggies. It was delicious. Donny joined us and made several sly comments about my attire, or lack thereof. Marla had told him about how dad was going to keep putting me in embarrassing situations me so Donny was happy to help.
After dinner Donny relentlessly kept teasing me about being naked and I finally exploded. Dad yelled at me to control myself. FYI, I am throwing major wood, in case you hadn't figured that out. As punishment for yelling at Donny, I'm forced to masturbate in front of everyone. The nail in the proverbial coffin is having to eat it too. Dad tells me, "Get used to that young man. It could be worse." I have no idea how and I don't want to think about it either.
Marla asked me how my 'dessert' was as we cleaned the kitchen and did the dishes. I simply shot her a look. Except for me being totally nude with a dick on the rise again (no surprise there) the rest of the clean-up was pretty normal. Or maybe I should say my 'new normal' at least for the rest of this week.
Dad had to head back to the restaurant and mom decided to go with him. Seems there was a supply issue with some order and they want to figure it out. Marla said she and Donna are just going to watch TV. Dad reminds them that I'm to stay naked the entire time, as if that was needed.
No sooner were mom and dad gone than Donny is taking me down to the Soarer's house, via the cornfields as he didn't want to have to explain why he was walking a naked 13 year old down the street since he wasn't the parent or guardian. Mr. Soarer calling wasn't needed after all.
We all gathered at Soarers. In attendance as expected: Dean, Dale, Donny, Darin, and Raymond. Surprisingly a few others joined as well: Randolph, Matt, and Philip are there too. Randolph also brought Tyshawn, Andre', and Mervin. Matt asked his cousins JS and BC to join us. When I walked in the door, Randolph practically threw himself on me, hugging the daylights out of me. He didn't kiss me in front of everyone, thankfully. I didn't want him to 'out' himself, that would come at Christmas-time.
"You ok? Did the little bastard hurt you?" There was real concern in his voice. And I was shocked to hear him use profanity. He rarely did.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Really I am." I looked over at Matt and asked him, "Hey. You gonna be part of this?"
"Of course. That little shit thinks his shit doesn't stink. He can't get away with it."
"Thanks."
"No problem," Matt said. While Matt took part in whatever sexual activity we did whenever he was present, he hadn't been around much due to his baseball schedule. It was nice he decided to help tonight. I missed hanging with him and vowed we'd find some time.
"Where's Jeff?" I asked him.
"He's at a sleepover at some friends of his. They are going to the Amusement Park tomorrow," Matt explained.
Turning back to Randolph, who is still holding me around the waist (I want to tell him to be careful and let go,) I ask, "Where are your brothers?" I discreetly tap his hand and he drops his arm. Guess he didn't realize he was still holding me tight.
"Eze is working. And who wants Dari anyway?" Laughter all around. "The little creep doesn't care if you got hurt. He'd only be in it to get his rocks off." There is agreement all around.
I catch Philip's eye. He looks a bit shy. Raymond speaks up, "Hope you don't mind. Philip called me when I got home and I invited him." Philip wasn't going to miss the opportunity like this being the closeted gay he was.
"Yeah. Sure thing. Thanks for coming," I tell him as I extend my hand. We shake as I gaze into his soft blue eyes. Man, he is cuter than cute. I want a three-way with him and Raymond in the worst way. If I wasn't boned to the max before, I am now.
Donny points out how excited I am by asking me, "See something you like Jamie, or somebody?" Philip and I drop hands and step back. We both turn red.
Smiling I say, "Yup. Everyone of you. If I weren't still a bit sore, I'd want each and every one of you to plow my ass." They all applaud and cheer some more.
I notice who else isn't here. I mention it to Dean who explains Eddie had to work also and Robby's mom had something for him to do. Bummer. They'd want to hear all about it afterwards.
Dean discusses the plan of attack. Dean wants me to fuck Roberto first. I don't want to, after all I explain, it was just a small fuck by a small dick. Everyone laughs but Dean insists Roberto must be taught a lesson, it's the principle. In a way it was heart warming that all these guys had my back. I eventually agree. They all cheer even louder.
We pile in Darin's truck. He doesn't have a king sized cab so most of us are in the truck bed. Riding around in the back was fun under normal conditions but I was still required to be nude. It was less than a mile down the road so we weren't in any real danger of being caught or getting into an accident. Today you'd be pulled over by the cops for sure if you were joy riding like that with no seatbelts, etc... Mind you, I'm not proposing we go back to riding in pickup trucks like that any longer, I just know it was fun, something kids of today won't get to experience.
Hiding in the Mann barn we wait for Dean to bring the Genaros over. Dean goes to their house and rings the doorbell. James answers and Dean convinces the boys to come outside under the pretense of discussing more they can do to me. Blindly they follow Dean into Mr. Mann's barn where we are waiting in ambush. I hear James say as they enter, "I don't know if I want to do anymore. Jamie seems like a nice kid."
"So what? He's a queer boy. They love that shit. Ain't that right Dean?" Roberto asks.
"Maybe. But I told you not to fuck him until Friday." Dean is apparently letting Roberto dig his own hole.
"Yeah, well, I couldn't resist tapping that ass. He was practically begging for it anyway. Sticking his butt out and shit. Besides, my big, fat tool needed some real action," he gloated.
"But he's still sore and healing from last week," Dean told him firmly.
"Why? He take a lot of dick up his scrawny ass?" Roberto asked.
"Yes. Yes he did. Just like you're going to NOW," Dean announced. Everyone jumped out from their hiding places surrounding the Genaro brothers.
"What the fuck?" Roberto shouted as he tried to run out. Raymond and Philip grabbed him before he got very far. Roberto was squirming and thrashing in a vain attempt to escape.
"Whoa. Guys. Come on. Let us go," James nervously said as Donny and Darin held him.
"Don't worry James. Jamie told us you didn't do him. It's just your brother we want. He wanted to teach Jamie a lesson, now we're going to teach him one," Donny said.
ROBERTO'S LESSON**
Walking over to a still struggling Roberto, Dean continued the explanation, "You see, Jamie here is my Bicha. That means 'faggot' in Portuguese. But he's MY bicha, not yours. You don't get to decide what to do with him, to him, or make him do. I do. You are the one who needs to learn a lesson. After tonight, you're going to know exactly how sore Jamie is and why I said 'no fucking' until Friday."
Roberto knew what was going to happen and began thrashing around. Raymond and Philip held him tightly. Darin instructed them to toss Roberto over a hay bale which had been placed front and center so we could all watch. They literally ripped his clothes off.
Dean gave me the honors of going first. Like I said before, I didn't want to do it. I have to admit, as he layed spread out over that hay bale, Randolph and Matt holding his legs wide open, Roberto's pink starfish looked mighty inviting. I spit on it a few times working one, then two fingers into his tight chute.
"Oh god, don't. Please. Man, stop. This ain't right. You're the fag not me. You know you liked it. This is just wrong," Roberto continued begging and pleading with me not to take his anal virginity.
Placing the tip of my dick against his hole I could feel the warmth emanating from it. Ooh, one good push and I'd sink right into the gapping flesh. I leaned over, my chest to his back, and whispered in his ear, "Yes, I'm queer. Gay. A homo. Even a faggot. But you had no right to do that to me."
"Please no," Roberto shouted through his tears.
James, who was no longer struggling to free himself, yelled to his brother, "Berto, take it like a man. You wronged Jamie and now got to pay. Apologize and maybe he'll go easy on you."
"I'M SORRY," Roberto screamed. Everyone there knew he, like Darius, would say just about anything to avoid the inevitable. There was no sincerity in his voice.
"Tell me you want this," I tell Roberto. "If you beg to be fucked, I'll ask the guys not to do it to you. Otherwise, you're going to fucked over and over and over again." It took me a few more minutes to convince him, but eventually he caved.
"Fuck me," he yelled.
Though I didn't want to hurt him physically, I wasn't above messing with his mind. "I said beg me. Make everyone here really believe you want this. And it better be believable. Look around, there isn't one guy here who isn't already boned and ready to plug you. Think your ass can take that many dicks?"
"Please. Please fuck me. Stick your cock up my ass," he wailed.
"Getting better, keep going."
"I want it. I need it. Take my cherry. Fuck the shit out of me. Please," he begged.
"You got it," I said with a smile. I popped the first two inches up his ass.
"AGGGHHH! FUCK!"
"How's that feel? You want more?" I asked loud enough for all to hear. Then I quietly told him, "Say yes."
"YES. Give me your all. Just shove it in."
Well, he asked for it, so I gave him what he 'wanted' and thrust my hips forward burying my entire cock up his no longer virgin ass.
"AAAHHHHHHH! FUCK ME!" Roberto screamed. Again, I gave him his 'wish' and began pulling out only to plunge back again. I personally don't believe in the "fuck 'em fast" method of deflowering a new ass, not that I have a lot of experience in picking cherries. However, in this case, I made the exception.
By the eighth stroke Roberto had calmed down. By the twelfth he was actually moaning some. On the twentieth I stopped pumping to see what he would do. I smiled at Dean when Roberto pushed back onto my cock. I told him, "Do it." He didn't need to be told twice.
Roberto was now fucking himself on my love stick. Not that there was any love for him. Dean came closer and grabbed a fistful of Roberto's hair pulling his head back. Dean looked Roberto directly in the eye and said, "Who's the queer boy now? You like that cock up your ass? Yeah you do. Keep pumping away." Whether too afraid of Dean to disobey or truly enjoying himself Roberto continued his own anal assault.
"Hey guys, look at this punk screw himself," Dean pointed out to everyone who laughed at Roberto, including James. "James, come on over and feed your bro some dick," Dean told him.
"What?" James replied shocked.
"He needs to be spit roasted. Who better than his big brother to face fuck him," Dean said.
Donny and Darin released a hesitant James who slowly walked to the other side of the hay bale. Looking down at Roberto, James said, "Sorry Berto, you brought this on yourself." With that James slid his shorts and briefs to his ankles. His rock hard 7 inch dick was dripping pre.
"James, please," Roberto cried.
Leaning over his back I whispered in Roberto's ear, Is that Please Yes? Or please no? It better be 'Please yes', unless you want me to have the guys line up. I'm almost ready to pop." In truth, I wasn't but he didn't need to know that then.
"Yes, please, feed me your dick James," Roberto pleaded. The laughter was almost deafening. I then noticed Dale with his ever present movie camera filming the entire scene.
James stepped forward and slid his dick between Roberto's lips. I was impressed because James didn't stop until his pubes were tickling Roberto's nose. I began to think this wasn't the first time Roberto had sucked a dick. Not many first timers can deep throat a 7 inch cock.
James pulled out when I did. He pushed in when I did. We began an orchestrated spit roast on Roberto. Without saying anything to each other, James and I sped up until we were slamming into Roberto with full force. I had to give him credit, he took it like a champ.
I was on the edge of cumming now and told James to stay still. Roberto was stuffed at both ends as his hole was filled with my spunk. Pulling out I said, "Switch" to James who plunged into Roberto's cum dripping hole with ease as I gave Roberto his first ATM.
James pumped away for a few more minutes before shooting his load. Stepping back I pointed at him indicating he should have Roberto clean his cock. James moved in place and I wrapped my hand around the base of his prick. Gripping it tightly I said to Roberto, "Lick your brother clean."
I don't believe I've ever explained something about ATMs. Sucking a cock clean after it has just fucked you is a pretty gross concept. It's also very humiliating. Licking a cock clean after it has just fucked you is not only gross and humiliating, it's also shows a certain level of depravity, desire, and hunger to please. I was not letting Roberto get off easy.
James and I were spent. Stepping back I looked around, now I had a decision, was I going to honor my promise to Roberto or let the gang go to town on him. I was tempted to do the latter, but I couldn't. "Hey guys, I'm sorry. I think we're done here. I think he's learned his lesson. Can we just go?"
"Wait!" James shouted. He came over to me and with everyone huddled around he told us why Roberto deserved everything he had coming to him and more. It more than shocked the hell out of me, and probably everyone else too. In a low voice so Roberto couldn't hear James explained.
"My brother is a real dumb prick. He definitely needs to be taught a lesson. One that he won't soon forget. I know you think he might have suffered enough Jamie for what he did to you but he really hasn't. He's been taking advantage of kids in his grade and even younger for quite a while now. I say we proceed with his gang bang. I've got an idea for the ending which will gross him out. That is if you go along with it." He explained.
Whoa! James had an ending which I personally would love. Though I'm admittedly a sexual deviant. Roberto would hate it for sure. I was all in, so were the others by the smiles on their faces and the erections in their shorts. I grinned and nodded, but modified it some and told him he had to announce it so his bro would know it came from him.
"Gladly," James said. Walking back over to a twice fucked Roberto still trying to deal with losing his anal virginity, James announced the next portion. "Berto, I told these guys about how you've been bullying kids at school and taking advantage of them, sexually. That's gotta stop. So I, and I do mean 'I' suggested what's going to happen now. Everyone here is going to fuck your tight little ass for five minutes. With everyone so excited I don't think anyone won't be able to shoot a load up your ass in that time."
Roberto began crying and begging his older brother for mercy. James simply shook his head 'no' before continuing. "If you struggle or give us a difficult time, we will go for another round."
And so it began. Roberto was gang banged by all 13 guys who came to my defense. In a way it was heart warming knowing they had my back. In another it was just plain HOT watching Roberto's small, tight, pink hole expand with each and every fuck. By the last and 15th (James and I being the first two) Roberto looked beat.
"Well, was that enough of a lesson for him Jamie? James?" I deferred top James. He knew his brother for better than I did.
Looking down at his kid brother, James shook his head and declared, "No. He struggled way too much at the start and he was very reluctant to ATM everyone. Let's go another round."
"NO, James. Please, NO. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have fucked Jamie. Please Jamie, make them stop," Roberto cried out.
"This is no longer just about what you did to Jamie, Berto. It's for all the little kids in school too. No more. I'm going first this round." With that decided, James plunged his throbbing hard cock up Robert's well worn hole.
The second round took a bit longer than the first. By the time it was over, Roberto's hole didn't look like it would ever close again. His chute was filled to capacity with 30 loads of cum, some trickling down his taint to his balls.
James rolled his brother on his back, and low and behold, Roberto was hard. His 4 inch dicklet filled with blood. James commented how Berto must have loved getting his ass reamed 30 times. Then James moved aside for his finale idea. Originally James thought we'd collect the cum in a cup. I had a better idea.
I quickly moved in place and began drinking it up. Well, not drinking so much as collecting it all in my mouth. What hadn't been absorbed into the walls of Roberto's ass were now safely in my mouth. I was so tempted to swallow it all down but controlled myself.
Crawling up over Roberto's face I squeezed his face forcing him to open his mouth wide. Then I slowly parted my lips allowing a slow dribble of spent boy batter to travel downwards into Roberto's throat. The look of disgust he made was priceless. I noticed Dale zoom in for a close up shot. In that moment I wished I could always remember it. In truth, I was able to watch the entire evenings festivities many times as Dean and Dale had switched off filming it carefully avoiding anyone else's face, except mine of course. Roberto would ultimately be featured in a large spread in several magazines and a full length film.
I felt someone gently pulling me by the arm to stand up. It was Randolph. Uncharacteristically, he had a mean look on his face. "One more thing Jaime before we go." With those words said, Randolph took hold of his beautiful, big, black cock and began pissing on Roberto, mostly aiming at his face. Soon all 15 of had joined. Roberto simply allowed the warm waste water to rain over him mixing with his tears.
Once everyone had drained their bladders Dean took charge. "Listen you stupid trick. YOU DON'T EVER TOUCH JAMIE AGAIN. GOT IT?!"
"Yes. I promise," a broken Roberto sobbed.
"And you leave the young kids in school alone too," James reiterated.
"Yes," Roberto agreed.
*End Roberto's Punishment
Dean had one more humiliation for Roberto. Dean ordered him to jerk off and eat it. With no protest, Roberto beat his meat exploding after only a few minutes. He ran his fingers thru it and swallowed it all down without uttering a single sound. That seemed to be too easy. Had he done that before? Or was he just defeated? It did give me a sense of what I looked like when ordered to do the same. I began to get hard again. It was time to leave, so we did.
I was surprised at how much I ended up enjoying that. I promised the guys I'd do another gang bang when my hole was a bit more rested. Once home I was exhausted and went right to bed. I slept soundly until the alarm went off for Day Three of Naked Farm Work.
To Be Continued...
Postscript: As it turned out, unknown to the boys, Mr. And Mrs. Genaro had been looking at bigger houses in another town. Since they went to private school, it didn't matter when they actually moved but by early October they were gone. While Roberto was a prick who I never missed, James had a good looking prick I did miss. I often wondered what ever happened to him and hope he is happy wherever he is.
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