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This story contains graphic scenes involving hard-core verbal ubuse, pissing, forced sex acts, spit and copious amounts of boy-spunk.It centres around a 13 year old boy being 'initiated' into a scally-lad gang who are all mid to late teens.If this sounds like something you wouldn't/shouldn't be reading then please don't be offended if I tell you to go somewhere else! Also, if it's not legal to read such material where you live then be good, obey the laws of your country and seek entertainment elsewhere.
This is a work of fiction, but, boy it makes me boned-up, and I'm the writer, lol!
Hey, wassup?! Ok, yea, well I'm Mickey, right, and I's gonna be 13 next week, and I can't wait.Coz, see, there's this gang lives round my way, yea, and they's well hard, proper scally-lads, innit.Everyone round here's well scared of 'em.They's always getting into grief and stuff.Me mam says they's like a pack of wild dogs, but she's too chicken to say it 'em, coz last time she stood up to 'em they smashed her car windows.Now, I loves me mam, right, but she was well stupid to try and take 'em on.Me dad pissed off when I was like about 8 or 9, can't blame him cos me mam was always on his case, weren't she.Always going on about him not having a job and all, accusing him of being on the lash all the time, er, that's gettin' pissed to all you posh'uns.She even said he spent too much time in me bedroom with me, innit, playing on the x-box.Thing is, yea, I loved that time with me dad, coz he was well nice to me then.Just me and him on me bed, me sat between his long legs, right up close near his bits, heehee, while he showed me how good he was.Er, on the x-box, dirty fuckers! Mind you, he did let me fiddle with his willy, usually when mam was out on the scrounge, and he'd had a few cans of lager.So.At least I knew what a big knob looked like, and that knowledge came in useful later! See, thing is, once I'd had some fun with me dad's big knob, well, I knew that's what I liked, a lot!
Me mates all had girlfriends, stupid wankers.And Sally Fergusson, four doors down from me was always smiling at me.And once, she even flashed her knickers at me and wiggled her arse in full sight of all me mates.Christ, what a slapper, as me mam called her.Didn't do owt for me though.Didn't get a boner, not like me mates who almost pissed 'emselves when they saw her sllit which was well visible under her panties.But this scally gang.Oh, christ, they was well fit.Daz, the oldest was a dream, so lush.Now, me knob always got stiff as a board when I saw him in the street! I think he was 18, well, he weren't at school, but then none of 'em went much.He had this smirk on his face all the time, looked as if he was always angry.He was real tall, about 6' tall, and dead slim, but he weren't weedy.His hair was dyed white-blonde, don't know why, but it made him look so sexy.He had a bull-dog tattoo on his arm and 'fuck you' tattooed on his neck.Then there the Southam twins, Dwain and Darrel.They was half-cast lads, their dad was a Jamaican.They were 14, and horny as fuck.Light brown skin and they were identical twins and they wore exactly the same kit so no-one could tell 'em apart.And last, there was Ginger.Well his real name was Steven, but coz he'd got short ginger hair, everyone just called him Ginger, innit.He was a year above me at school and he was almost 15. By rights he should've been two years above me, but he were a bit 'slow', like, so he'd been held back. Mam kept telling me to stay well clear of them, but I wanted to be part of their gang, or crew as they said.I'd sit on me bed, absently rubbing me knob through me pants, thinking about how cool it'd be to have people scared shitless of me like they all were round here.You's all thinking, hang on, how can anyone be scared of kids! Well, you aint lived on a run-down estate where 'kids' ran the place.Even though I lived in a village, well just on the outskirts of it, and the estate weren't a huge sprawling place like you get in London or somewhere like that it was still Daz and his crew's stomping ground.There was three or four others who'd hang with them, kinda like part-time.But Daz and the twins and Ginger were the main ones.I had to find a way to get 'em to let me join their crew, but as I was a runty little kid I hadn't the first clue how to go about it.All I knew was I would do owt to become one of them, ANYTHING! I'd heard that sometimes you had to do all sorts of stuff to be accepted.One of the lads in my class at school said you had to suck the knobs of all the members, and he wrinkled his nose when he said that, lol.But me, well, I got an instant boner when I heard that.Ok, I'd never really sucked a knob, but if you counted the times I'd fiddled with me dad's big hairy knob then I reckon sucking one wouldn't be that bad.And if it got me in their crew then, like I say, I'd do anything.I knew Daz had got his own flat, in the new part of the estate.He lived on his own and he was always having his mates round, playing his music well loud and there was always loads of empty lager cans and bottles outside his flat.So, maybe I had to get invited round his flat. Thing is, see, I knew mam would shit a brick if she got wind of what I wanted to do, so it looked like me plan was dead fucked before it got anywhere.But, and this made me well glad, two days before me 13th birthday, me mam went and got herself arrested, innit! Stupid cow had been done for shop-lifting, right, and she'd got caught loadsa times before.So this time the bloke at the court says she has to go inside till she went to big court, for a trial! And that could take, like, a whole month! Fuck, now I was a bit scared cos I didn't know what was gonna happen to me! But Debbie Mulligan who was mam's best mate says I could stay with her till mam got sorted.Now, I well liked Debbie, she was cool.She wasn't always pissed and she only smoked spliffs so she was ok.She was a right laugh, easy going, so I was well happy to go stay with her.And, even better, she had a flat in the block of flats over the road from Daz! Sound, sound!
So, that's how I came to be staying really close to where the man of my wanking fantasies lived.God, I was well made up.And it weren't like mam had planned anything for me birthday.Ok, yea, she'd gone shop-lifting to get me a birthday prezzie, but that was fucked-up now she in the cells!But Debbie promised me we'd have a special meal on the day! Now, personally, I didn't care, I was just glad I hadn't had to be put into care!
On the morning of my 13th birthday, even though I pretended I weren't bothered, I secretly hoped I had one prezzie at least.So when Debbie knocked on her spare-room door, where she'd said I'd be sleeping and popped her head round the half open door with a huge grin on her face, I kinda guessed something was up.
"Happy Birthday, sleepy head.Congratulations, sweetheart, you're officially a man"
What she banging on about, I thought. A man? But I was grinning like a mad twat as I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes.Debbie then asked if i 'was decent', huh? and then came fully into the room and perched herself on the edge of the bed.She'd got a sizeable box in her arms, all wrapped up in gift paper.Ok, it was Ben 10 paper, a bit childish for a 13 year old, lol, but at least she'd remembered.
"Now, I don't know if I got you the right thing Mikey", she ALWAYS called me Mikey, like she don't know me name's Mickey! But, hell, I didn't care, I just wanted me prezzie.Ripping the paper off the box and throwing the lid off me eyes nearly popped out me head.Inside where the best pair of converse boots I'd ever seen! Oh, god, I nearly sprang a boner right in front of her, lol.Thing is, right, they were identical to what Daz wore, only in my size.Shoving the box to one side I threw me arms round her and squeezed her real tight,
"Aww, THANKS Debbie, they's well mint.Just what I wanted, cheers"
Now, her huge tits were pressed up against me slim chest and I don't know what happened but me fucking knob stood straight up in me boxers! Now, I knew I didn't like girls, and I really fancied Daz, but shit, me boner was pulsing away like it'd got a life of it's own! Well weird! I moved back up the bed a bit and felt myself redden.Debbie looked a bit strange too and I noticed that her nipples were stretching her t-shirt.
"Er, yes, right Mikey....er why don't you try the shoes on.I've just gotta use the bathroom and then we'll have breakfast.How's that sound, eh?"
I just nodded and stared at the shoes she'd bought me, hoping she'd hurry up and leave the room.She gave me a strange smile and then she was gone, into the bathroom right next door to my room, and closed the door.Sitting on the bed with my new shoes I realised my boner hadn't gone down.Putting the shoes on the floor I wrapped my hand round my throbbing stiffy through me boxers and almost groaned.I really wanted to have a wank, hell, I was a kid, aint that what we's always doing, lol.Apicture of Daz came in me head and that made me little 4 and a half incher twitch even more.Now I'd got shoes just like him, maybe he'd think I was a cool kid! Minutes later I heard the toilet flush, and then the bathroom door open and Debbie calling out, in a panting kinda way,
"Don't be long in there, young fella, I know what you lads get up to in yer rooms.Breakfast in ten, ok?"
before I had chance to reply I heard her decend the stairs, and then the sound of some music as Debbie clattered around the kitchen. Daz was still clear in me mind and me boner wouldn't go down!
But for once I actually stopped wanking and got off the bed and got into me clothes from the day before.I made my way downstairs and Debbie smiled at me, again in a weird way.
"Hey Tiger, now listen, I know it's yer birthday, an' all, but I gotta nip into town, sort some treats out fer yer birthday meal, ok?"
Sitting at her table I just nodded and shrugged an 'ok'.I was kinda used to being left to me own thing so it wasn't owt unusual to me.Debbie came over from the oven and put a plate of bacon and eggs in front of me.Wow, this was great.I mean, normally I was lucky if me mam was up before lunch-time, so this was well lush.Smiling again Debbie said,
"Right, tuck in, you's a growing lad I can tell, so yer need yer meat an' stuff, right?"
Nodding and drooling over the breakfast in front of me I grabbed me knife and fork and, well, tucked in, lol! Debbie chuckled and said something about me definitely being a growing lad and then something else about going to get ready for town.I was barely listening coz the food was ace.
After about half an hour, christ, she were quick, Debbie came back downstairs and presented herself, doing a little twirl in front of me,
"Well, Mikey.....shit there she goes again with the Mikey, .........."how do I look, eh?"
I could only gulp and mutter something about her looking ok.She actually looked well lush, for a woman.She was wearing skin-tight jeans, hipsters, with a really tight pale blue t-shirt which didn't come all the way down to her jeans.Crop-top, I think it's called.And I might only be a kid, but I knew she weren't wearing owt underneath that t-shirt, no bra or owt.Hell, her nipples were huge and really sticking out! Oh, oh, boner alert, lol. Shit, now she was leaning over me and she smelt really sweet.Fuck me, she kissed the top of my head and said,
"Now, listen, I know yer only just 13 an' all, but I've asked Daz across the road to kinda keep an eye out, ok?"
Oh, my fuckin' good god.DAZ! I felt me mouth go all dry and my soddin' knob was twitching like crazy.Don't know if she spotted this, but what she said next was really weird.
"Daz is a good lad really.Don't listen to what the moaners round here say.He's brilliant with the young boys, they all think he's great, er, well mint, isn't that what you kids say these days?"
Oh, shit, I was just nodding like a retard.Daz was brilliant with boys! All sorts was going through me head.Snapping me out of my dream Debbie said,
"Ok, well, you behave yerself while I'm in town, ok?Daz will pop his head in at some point, right, and you do what he tells you, yea?"
Oh too fuckin' right I would, lol.Whatever he tells me, I'll do it, no problems! And then snatching her handbag off the counter and checking she had her car keys, and with a wave and a 'byeeee' she was gone! I heard the car start up and from the window I saw her drive off, with a toot-toot on her horn.I sat at the table, knob throbbing and wondered if I'd have time for a wank.I reached inside my flies and tugged my stiif knob out through the gap.As I hadn't had time to wash meslef since coming to Debbie's flat there was a nice ripe boy-pissy smell, and that hot smell of bleach.I knew there was stains in me undies, coz I leak a lot when I's hard, which is nearly all the time, and when me boxers get sticky, well, it makes the smell stronger.I'd been sat at the table for a while, just kinda rubbing round me slimey knob-head.I loved doing that, coz when I used to play with me dad's big knob his would get all slimey as well.I knew it was called pre-cum.or cock-snot as me dad used to call it.Yea, cock-snot.I liked that better than pre-cum, it was kinda nastier and dirtier, lol.Just as that special tingling started building up in me balls I heard a key in the front door!Shit, was Debbie back already?Oh fuck, I struggled to get me knob back in me pants and hadj just about managed it, but not getting the zip all the way closed when I heard,
"Oi, alright fuck-wad, where are ya, eh?"
Shit, now unless Debbie had turned into a man all of a sudden, lol, then that had to be Daz.Oh, shit, my fucking knob instantly swelled up again and the pressure forced me zip to slip open all the way.
Almost squeaking like a girl I called out,
"Er, in 'ere Daz, in the kitchen"
And seconds later there he was, the man of my dirty dreams, DAZ! Christ, he was so sexy, and well fit to my 13 year old eyes.He was wearing a sloppy white t-shirt a bit short in the body so I could see the bottom of his belly.I nearly spunked right there.I could see he'd got a trail of brown hairs from his belly-button, an outie, which led into the waist-band of his grey tracky bottoms. He obviously hadn't had shave, and judging by the smell as he came over to me, he'd not had a shower either.He grinned at me and knuckle-rubbed the top of me head,
'Ow do, lad.So I hear it's yer birthday, innit? What you now then, 10, 11, what?" Laughing at he shocked look on me face he pulled a chair closer to the table and sat down in front of me.
"Er, I's 13 as it happens, yea.Debbie says I's official a man now"
Daz threw his head back and roared at this,
"Fuck off, a man, yea right, course you is, mate.Bet you aint even spunking yet.Ha, fuck that, bet yer fuckin' bollox aint even dropped"
Now, that got me a bit mad so without even thinking who was taking the piss outa me, I angrilly said,
"Yea, I is mate.Nearly had a wank this mornin', innit, but fuckin' Debbie was still 'ere"
Quick as a flash, Daz grabbed me hand and shoved it under his nose!Inhaling and closing his eyes, he graoned and muttered,
"Hmm, boy-cock, yup, know that fuckin' smell anywhere"
Shit.What was he on about? Pulling me hand away I almost cried like a girl,
"Leave it out Daz.Honest, I was well into me knob, straight up"
Daz opened his eyes and sneered at me.
"You call that little fuckin' noodle a cock, eh?"
He was pointing at me crotch and smirking at me.Looking down, oh shit, me knob had slipped outa me fly! I quickly tried to slip it back in but Daz slapped me hand and gruffly said,
"Oi, oi, leave the little fucker where it is, right.'Ere, kid, I'll show yer what a proper cock looks like, yea?"
Hell, was this it?What I'd been wanking over for ages? Oh, christ almighty, it was!Daz reached into his trackies and heaved out his knob!!! He smirked at me as he flopped it all the way out and tucked his waist-band under his big heavy balls! His knob was HUGE, I swear, straight up.It had to be a good 8 inches, and it were only semi-hard! It kinda bobbed against the side of his thigh and as it twitched the thick skin rolled over his big dark red bell-end.Dad had aslo told me that was the dirty word for cock-head! Licking his lips, Daz grinned at me and looked down at his big cock, jiggling his eyebrows up and down,
"Well, kid, waddya reckon eh?Fuckin' big fat scally-cock, innit, eh?"
Oh, my mouth flooded with spit as I stared at Daz's amazing knob!And even better, it smelled just like mine did when I hadn't washed it in a day or two! Only it was much stronger.And, I'd noticed, as his bell-end came into sight, that there was all these white bits all round the foreskin.I absently licked my little lips, which made Daz chuckle,
"OH right, I get's ya, you's a smeg lover aint ya, eh?Dirty lil' fucker.Yea, Debs were right.She can spot a young cock-sucker at a mile off"
WTF? He on about?
"Din't ya know, kid? Deb's is me talent scout, in't she, like.Yea, she spots the cock-suckers a mile off, never wrong on that score is our Debs."
Now, all I heard were the word 'cock-sucker' and I could feel me 'noodle', as Daz called it swelling up again.Daz smirked and scooted his chair over a bit closer so his long sturdy legs were either side of mine.I was right between his thighs now, and oh that smell of his sweat and knob was making me lick me lil' lips.
"Tell ya what, kid, we was gonna ask yer to be in our crew, iinnit, but I says to the other boys I din't think ya'd be up fer it, what wiv you bein' all shy an' all"
I almost jumped off me chair when he says this.I gave him me best pleading, little boy lost look and says,
"Oh, m8, I wanna be in yer crew, 'onest I do, str8 up"
Daz snorted at me and frowning he shakes his head side to side and rubs his stubbly chin, like he's giving it some serious thoought,
"Ah, I dunno, kid.See, fing is, like, when a newbie want's to join us, well, we have a few rules, innit.Now, they's not to everyone's taste, see.But, newbies have to be ready to do anything if they wanna join us, right?"
I was bumping up and down in my seat, which if I'd thought about it, caused my knoblet to flop about dangling out me zip like it was!
"Oh, m8, serious, I'll do owt ya want, ANYTHING, innit.You's the boss, and I wanna be just like you, yea"
Daz laughed like a maniac at this and he reached across and knuckle-rubbed the top of me head.Christ, me dad used to do that, an' all, and it fuckin' hurt.But I wanted to be in Daz's crew so bad, I knew whatever he said, I'd do it.
"Well, alright, kid, but you said it.You'll do owt I tell ya, right?.Ok, well what you's gotta do, yea, is get ya lil' tongue in me knob-skin and get it clean"
He shoved his hips forward and ran his tongue over his thick lips, winking at me.
"Go on then, kid.You 'eard me, get ya tongue in there, and lick the week old smeg offa me bell, yea"
Christ, me lil' heart was thudding in mi chest and if I's honest, I was brickin' it a bit by now.But if I were gonna be in Daz's crew, well, I did say I'd do owt.So, leaning forward and lowering me head I stuck me tongue out and placed the tip against his big purple swollen slimey bell-end! Now the powerful stench kinda made me eyes water a bit at first but Daz weren't interested he just tsked and said,
"Fuck's sake, kid, don't just kiss the fucker, get ya nasty lil' tongue well in there."
Glancing up I saw Daz didn't look impressed.So I did what I thought was best.I wrapped my small hand round his shaft, just to keep it steady, like, and slid me tongue under his bell and swiped it all the way round that big hot knob-head.
"Aah, that's it, fuckin' lil' knob-slut.Yea, just knew ya'd like it, din't I, eh?Yess, you fuckin' takin' to it like a regular lil' cock-lover"
Judging by that response, Daz was liking what me little tongue were doing.And as I got used to the pungent, pissy salty tang on me tongue I worked it up a notch, and began almost munching away at his pulsing, swollen bell.Bits of the white cheesy stuff were peeling away from that spongy head and I smacked me lips together, like I was tasting the best burger in the world.
"Ooh, fuck, yea, lil' smeg-lover, aint ya?Yea, that's the biz that is.Gonna make ya a total freak, you fuckin' wait and see, kid."
And then, without any warning, he shoved forward a inch or two and his big knob-head slipped into my mouth and, whoa, a hot stream of piss flooded my mouth! My eyes filled wih tears and I spluttered and choked.
"Don't ya fuckin' dare spit it out, ya lil' slut.You fuckin' swallow the lot, yea, or deal over"
Oh, hell, this was filthy.Here I was, a newly 13 year kid, gulping like I'd never drank anything in ages and Daz's hot salty piss was flooding me guts.He was hising and huffing and his thick spongy knob-head was twitching against the roof of my mouth as he drained what seemed to be about 2 pints of his stale piss into me.
"Aaaagh, yessssss, fuckin' mint.Got me another lpiss-pig"
Then Daz surprised me when he slipped his knob outa me mouth and let a spray of piss hit me in the face and it flowed down and over me t-shirt.Oh, hell, now I'd have to get a clean t-shirt, and I hadn't got any cleaner clothes at Debbie's.But Daz didn't seem to care.He just sniggered and said,
"Oops, sorry, kid" . . . . .but I don't think he was sorry, . . . . "but, if ya still wanna be in me crew, yea, well, you's gonna hafta stay in that t-shirt fer the rest of the day, innit?"
Seeing the look on me face he just chuckled and told me it'd soon dry, and then it'd smell all nasty, like I'd pissed meself. And then standing up and shoving the chair away, he stuffed his big semi-swollen knob back in his trackies, and a wet spot quickly stained the crotch.Grinning at me he smirked and told me,
"Now, kid, that's part one of the test outa the way.You's done ok, kid yea.Debs'll be back soon, innit.She'll tell ya all about tonight, at mine."
I hadn't got a clue what he was on about, but he was making his way to the front door.Reaching it he turned round, grinned at me and said,
"See ya tonight, then, kid yea?N don't forget, right, you keep that t-shirt on.Oh, and leave that fuckin' knob of yours alone, right?No tossin' one off, ya 'ear me?Want ya all desperate for later"
And, he was out the door and gone, sniggering away to himself! I just sat in the chair in Deb's kitchen running through in me mind about what he meant about later! And it seemed like Debbie was in on whatever 'it' was.So I'd just have to wait till she got back from town to find out! Lucky for me, she wasn't gone too long, and when she explained just what I'd have to do to be part of Daz's crew, well, I wondered what I'd let meself in for!
And that's that part out of the way.'Later' is on it's way soon.
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