Disclaimer: Please read: If you are not yet 18 years of age or if it is illegal to read materials of this kind where you live, then please stop now. This story contains descriptions of sexual activity between teenage boys and is for adult eyes only. The acts are consensual and are a result of their love or lust for one another. This story is completely fiction, all descriptions and names are also made up, and any similarities are truly just that, purely similarities.
A note to the readers of Teen Bully.
Once again I would like to thank my good friend Mark Wild for helping me, by writing the last three chapters.
When I began falling behind on this story, and realized that I could use some help from another writer, Mark was the first person I thought of.
I knew that only HE could pick the story up from my last chapter and carry it through till I was free to return to it. What I didn't know was just how much of an AWESOME job he would end up doing with it!
I can never thank Mark enough, he was quick to jump in and help a friend, but more than that he wrote these last three chapters as though he was inside my mind, and wrote them along the path I wanted to take the story BUT ended up doing far better than I ever could.
Thank YOU Mark! And good luck with "Boys In Control"
I will be ending "Teen Bully" with chapter 41, I will write this chapter and post it within the next few weeks, bringing you all up to date on most of the characters within the story, narrated by Jay....of course.
I want to thank all the readers of "Teen Bully" who have sent me hundreds of e-mails over these past couple of years. It was your love for the story and the characters within that kept the story going for so long.
Chaz aka unkle_c@yahoo.com
A note from Mark
I'd like to thank Chaz, and all the nice people who emailed me, politely wondering where the fuck this was. So here it is, my FINAL WORDS... for this greatest story EVER!
Mark Wild. markwild082@yahoo.com
"Teen Bully" pt. 40 as written by Mark Wild
"Well," Jamie said, after a couple seconds, "you heard the faggot. LET'S go!"
Looking at Danny it was easy to see that he was still pretty wiped out, on his knees with Jamie's piss dripping wetly down his chin. He winced like all his muscles were sore as he groaned and started to stand, but Mike had other ideas however and kicked him full in the back. He sent Danny sprawling chest down in the dirt, where he lay there a second, panting. Then pulling himself up onto his calves he turned and looked at Mike, and even from his humbled position I could see that he was steaming.
"What the fuck, Mike! Are you trying to kill me? Put me in a fuckin' wheelchair, man? I said I was sorry and... I'll make it up to ya---" That was as far as he got. Mike hurtled forward and slammed Danny hard, knocking him down and backwards. He scrambled over his victim's body, raining blows as he went, and Danny was so wiped out, like I said, that he could hardly defend himself. "Yeah, you fuckin' homo queer, you fuckin' got that right. You're gonna make it up to me, don't fuckin' worry about THAT!" He stretched his muscled arm while Danny panted underneath him, then raised the other and grabbed his wrists and bounced on Danny's abs. "You are gonna be so fucking sorry.... you ever bullied ME!"
He spat full force in Danny's face and Danny flinched instinctively. His arm flailed out but Mike blocked it easy then slapped the spit from his cheek, and Danny jerked then lay there meekly, panting, looking up. He watched as Mike raised his arm again, forming another fist... and I watched the muscles in his broad back ripple as he twisted for position, grinding his butt on Danny's stomach as his fingers curved and tightened... Like he was preparing a forward pass Mike angled his shoulder back, and his jersey lifted exposing the strap of his dirty athletic supporter. For a second his fist hovered high in the air, then tightened and began to plummet... and I heard in my head the cracking sound Sean's jaw made when it was fractured... and the next thing I knew---I had already leapt---and knocked Mike's arm away... He was stunned for a second, then spun and scrambled and grabbed me by my throat.
"What the fuck! You goddamned fruit---what the fuck was THAT? You protecting your little faggot girlfriend? You jealous I'm gonna FUCK her again?" He spat in my face, too, and started to slap me---but Jamie caught his arm. They jostled a second, then Mike gave in, and the three of us stood there panting. "That's enough! And I mean it, Mike! We ain't got the time for this now. And YOU---" Jamie turned on me-- "I'm warning you for the LAST time. Don't piss me off, Jay. I told you once... to fuckin' stay OUT of this..."
Mike shook himself and then glared at me and Danny, and like they say: If looks could kill... Danny glared back, and of course I did, too, but then... my gaze kind of faltered... and I found myself looking at Mike's teasing fingers while he sneered and scratched under his nuts. "Yeah," he spat, "don't worry, you faggot. There's enough meat here for you, too. Whatever your girlfriend's ASS can't handle is gonna---" "---I SAID that's E-fucking-NOUGH!" Jamie interrupted one more time, and the edge in his voice shut us all up. He squatted down, reached out and grabbed the end of Danny's leash, still dangling from the collar that asshole Fozi had him wearing. He wrapped it slowly around his hand till all the slack was gone, and his arm muscles rippled as he coiled it slowly and Danny came up like a winch. He pulled my boyfriend up like a puppet and held his gaze the whole time, watching the metal Fido nametag dig into his old friend's neck.
They were face to face, and Jamie smiled---then suddenly coiled his hand again. The leather tightened around Danny's esophagus, cutting off his air. His hands rushed up and he tried to shove some fingers under the collar, fumbling, trying to ease the pressure and pull in some air for his lungs. Jamie now grinning .....watched as Danny turned pale, then blue, then pounded against his arm. For the hell of it, Mike took a step over to me and shoved me hard in the chest. Jamie let his grip go slack and eased the pressure on Danny's windpipe, and Danny slumped at Jamie's feet, hands at his throat, gulping air.
"Danny, Danny," Jamie said, "you gotta learn not to talk back, bro. You piss Mike off, that pisses ME off, cause... Mike's my best friend, Danny. You need to show him the same respect you show to ME... you got that?" Danny swallowed and grudgingly nodded, but Jamie wasn't quite satisfied. "Can you breathe yet, Dano? Can ya hear me, bro?" "Yeah, Jamie," Danny groaned while rubbing his throat. Jamie reached down and cupped his crotch. "Then let me hear you... Fido." Danny slowly lifted his eyes from the bulge of Jamie's gamepants, sweaty, wiped out, short of breath, with brush burns on his neck. "Okay, man," he said, "I hear ya, Jamie.... I'll show Mike the same respect. Just---" "Shhhh," Jamie said, "I know you will, bro." He laughed. "You fucking faggots!"
He quickly stood up and looked at us both and said, "Now here's the deal. We're going inside and you're both gonna act like nothing out here ever happened. That little faggot don't need to know... whose new little bitches you are. Like I said, dudes, I don't plan on making you faggots my full-time hobby, so you can suck whoever he tells ya whenever I'm not around. You just be there when Jamie calls, cause that'll mean Jamie wants head." He paused, then giggled, "Or maybe some ass. But whatever, dude, you be there." ---"And if my girlfriend pisses me off, you know who I'm coming to beat on." Fuckin' Mike had to throw his two cents in and that made Jamie laugh. "Okay, Dano, get your eyes off my crotch and tuck that boner in. We're going inside now and I want you looking like a very happy doggie. And since he already promised you dick that shouldn't be much of a stretch, eh?" He grinned at Mike and Mike shook his head and both of 'em laughed. "Damn faggots..."
Danny blushed a little bit but you see... he WAS half-hard... and even though he tried to adjust himself back in those tight white briefs... you could still see the outline of his beautiful cock, still full, still wanting attention... Jamie waited till Danny was ready, then said, "Now get on all fours," and Danny blushed but obeyed him anyway and Jamie stepped over and mounted him. I watched Danny's back sag under Jamies weight: a hundred and eighty solid pounds of high-school football muscle. I watched the sinews in Danny's legs brace and pull up taut, and he tensed his stomach muscles hard to better support our new master. Jamie ground his ass down hard, into the small of Danny's back, grinding around waaay more than he needed... to find a comfortable spot.
"That's right, Fido, you likin' that yet? Feeling the weight of my tough jock body?" He bounced up and down and slapped Danny's ass, and his thigh muscles bulged to perfection... showing off each corded slab... of Jamie's awesome pythons. "Jamie fuckin' Hunter, Dano!---you fuckin' remember that. Gonna get so you bone up bad whenever you hear my name, man! Make my bitch wonder why she wasted her time... pussin' out for those Martin fags..." Jamie lifted a cleated foot and stroked up under Danny's belly, up against the bulge his full and aching cock was making... tracing the tip of his boot all along it till Danny moaned and swayed, moving his hips to try to rub his swollen tool against it... Jamie tensed his legs and dug them into Danny's sides, and I thought that his dirty old gamepants would split, he was packing so much fuckin' muscle... You could see the black hairs of his solid calves and he scratched behind Danny's ear, and Danny moaned in spite of himself, while Jamie teased his cock.
The next thing I knew a strong hand gripped my neck and pushed me forward and down, till I was on my knees next to Danny and Mike ....moved into position. "Another wicked idea, Jamie!" Mike said, as he mounted me, too, and both mine and Danny's bodies strained from their weight as they laughed and high-fived above us. "Now GIT, you bitch!" Jamie slapped Danny's ass, and Danny stumbled forward. Mike couldn't help it and started laughing, watching his old bully crawl, lumbering forward with all Jamie's weight on him making him sweat and quiver. They'd gone a couple feet or so when Mike's hand stung my ass, and jabbing his knee hard into my side said, "Let's GO, Tinkerbell!" Some pebbles bit into my knees as I crawled and my tights were pretty much ruined... but I was more concerned with Danny and how he was holding up. He staggered a few times as I watched, under Jamie's weight, and he made Danny open the door with his head, like he was his pony or something.
They rode us that way through the barn to the stage, and I guess we looked pretty pathetic--at the least, when he saw us, Fozi stopped talking, and that asshole NEVER shuts up... He was standing there talking with Joey and Brandon, and Sean and a few of the others, and they all kind of quieted down when they saw how both Jamie and Mike were returning. Jamie made Danny crawl up both steps from the floor of the barn to the stage, and grabbed his hair to keep his balance as his new bitch wobbled beneath him. Finally though after skinning his knee and scraping his elbow bad Jamie had Danny heel like a bitch... and stretched... and slowly dismounted. The muscles in his lycra gamepants bulged when he stood up, and he grinned back at Mike and took a step forward and handed the leash back to Fozi. "Jeezus, dude!" he grinned at that asshole, "why didn't you WARN me, man?" Fozi took the leash and looked down at Danny. "What you mean, bro? Warn you?" Jamie grinned. "You broke this bitch good, man. I am fuckin' IMPRESSED! You turned this fuckin' former jock into a little pussy! I was skeptical, bro---I gotta admit it---you know how those jerkoffs all talk... but, fuck, dude..." Jamie shook his head in admiration, "you are the MAN, Fozi Martin!"
I guess they didn't care that Sean was listening to them and fuming. Cause when he piped up and said, "Dammit, Fozi, you know I broke him FIRST!" they both looked at him like he was from Mars, and not in his Navy costume. "Yeah, bro," Fozi said, puffing his chest out, sneering and scratching his hard little nipple. "You broke this little bitch GOOD, didn't ya?" He reached down and scratched Danny's head while he talked. "Tricked little Dano with beer, X and viagra till he didn't know WHAT he was doing, that right?" And he giggled, the little closet-case! "You even said you had Fido here... thinkin' you was Amanda!" I saw Danny stiffen and Sean's face bristled and stupid Fozi continued. "But it wasn't YOU this bitch was beggin' when it was all over, WAS IT? And I DON'T recall that it was YOUR LOADS... that she was beggin' to swallow! Now why don't you scram and go bully some CUB SCOUTS?... and leave my bitch DANO to me... BIG BROTHER!!!"
Sean turned red and clenched his fists and turned and stormed away. I looked at Fozi as Mike dismounted me and thought, Why won't someone just SLUG HIM? Fozi though just shook his head. "His brain's all fucked up, Jamie." Jamie really felt for his bud, you could tell when his face got all sad. "Yah, bro, I can see that, man. He's jealous as hell of ya, Fozi." Fozi preened. "Yeah, Jamie, ya think?" "Most definitely, bro, no doubt." That jerk looked around and no one was arguing, so I guess he fuckin' relaxed. "I mean, it's like this, bro, a lotta dudes... like to think that they're the shit. Walking around, actin' so fuckin' tough and talkin' big and macho. I mean, even THIS bitch"---he looked down at Danny---"USED to be a genuine hard-ass! Guess it just took a tougher jock... to bring out her secret tendencies!" "Yeah, bro," Fozi started, "you should have seen her, man---" " ---And I think that's what's wrong with your brother. It's gotta like stick in his throat, ya know?... that you are way more tougher than HIM!!"
Jeezus, Jamie, I started thinking, could you lay it on a little thicker? But Fozi was off on his own little trip and couldn't even hear the sarcasm... I don't think he saw Danny fuming, either, or cared that Sean's secret was out. As long as he had his bitch at his feet the world was okay with Fozi! "Damn, bro, you're sharp, man. That's IT, dude---exactly! I mean, I know he's my bro and all... well, HALF-bro, anyway. But sometimes, dude, I'm startin' to wonder... I mean--" He took a step forward. And that's when he noticed the rip that Mike had torn in Danny's briefs. He looked at Danny, who hung his head, then turned his eyes to Jamie. "Uh, how'd he rip his briefs like that?" "Uh," Jamie said, "he fell?"...
I thought for a second that Fozi was gonna throw a fucking fit. But then he grinned like a nerd with a laptop and shook his head at Jamie. "Dude! No way! You fucked this bitch?" "Hell NO, man! Whaddya think?" Fozi looked skeptical, even when Jamie put his hand square over his heart. "I swear to ya, bro, I only fucked her mouth. And then only because she was whinin'. I'm afraid you got Mike Warner to thank... for that little hole in her briefs!" Fozi looked at me and Mike and Mike just shrugged his shoulders. "She deserved it, bro. I know she's your bitch, but she deserved it, bro." "See, dude," Jamie said, "as cool as you are? You ain't been around our school, man. Dano and Mike here, they go way back---you know, back when Dano was "straight"... Danny was always jealous of Mike--ya know, for being so tough? And, well, he kind of treated my bud like he shouldn't have, ya know? So Mike was just gettin' a little revenge. It was nothin' against YOU, bro, I swear!" "And dammit, bro, she was rubbing against me!..." "Yeah," Fozi said, "she does that."
"Anyway, dude, I hope you're not pissed---we sure don't want THAT to happen!" Jamie grinned broadly and Fozi grinned back. "Yeah, bro, you sure as fuck DON'T!" Jamie laughed. "No shit is right! I mean," he gulped dramatically, "now that I've seen.... how you broke THIS bitch... I'd better be worried... about my OWN ass, man!" Goddamn, that made Mike laugh. "Hell yeah you better!" Fozi boasted, flexing his muscled arms. ----"Aw YEAH, you BITCH!! You fuckin' TAKE IT---you miss a drop, I'll waste ya!" We turned and looked back into the shadows and heard the sound of gagging. Then after a minute this dude wandered forward, zipping up his fly. He stood for a second and looked at us all, then grinned and said, "HELL yeah!" He looked at Fozi and said, "Thanks, bro. You're right: she sucks cock GOOD..." Fozi grinned like he'd just passed English and said, "Hey Romi, no problem! The least I could do, man, for helping me out, and spinning those awesome tunes!" He whistled loud, "Hey Butch! Here boy!" and Dillan weakly crawled forward.
Not that Danny wasn't looking wiped out, but I think just then Dillan was worse. His hair was plastered to his forehead, you could see his chest was bruised, and he panted hard as he pushed himself to hurry to Fozi's side. He almost made it, then caught on his leash, and stumbled on his knees. His eyes were still glazed some, but it was like Dillan hardly even noticed. He moaned a little then pulled himself up to heel in front of Fozi, then handed him his leash and let go... and slumped a little, exhausted... "Maybe you can lend him to me again, hey Fozi?" Romi was looking hopeful. "I don't see why not, bro. We can work something out, I bet... Turn me on to some mixes..." "Yeah, but what about US, huh, huh?" Brandon interjected. "You said me and Joey could have 'im awhile!" And Jamie laughed again. "You need more fags, bro! It's crazy, dude! You can hardly meet the demand!"
"Yeah, dude, you're right man. I know what you're saying. I ain't been flexin' enough. Breaking these bitches has taken ALL SUMMER... I need to... stretch out more, ya know?" Something in the tone of Fozi's voice, and the way he smirked at me... had me thinking, one more time... that I shouldn't have pissed off Dover... At least, for a second, I thought I could count on Jamie's protection a little. But just at that moment we heard the beep of a cellphone going off, and Mike reached down, dug in his sock and said "Yo" to the unknown caller. He squinted a minute, scratching his abs distractedly as he listened, then said, "I know, babe. I just got tied up... OF COURSE I'm still with Jamie!" He listened some more and then said, "Just a sec," and then walked over to his buddy. "It's Julie, bro," I heard him say. "She's wondering what we're doing!" Jamie laughed. "Is Carla still with her?" "Yeah, bro!" Mike looked excited. "And she said they're both still VERY LONELY, bro, and asked if we're still coming over!"
"Holy shit! A booty call!" Joey looked impressed, and I could have kissed Mike's dirty jock, for stealing Fozi's thunder. Jamie, however, was too fucking cool. "I dunno, Mike. I'm pretty wiped out." Mike grinned back and said, "Yeah, bro. This faggot whipped us, huh?" "I don't even think Carla's TITS could get me hard... after THAT fuckin' awesome blowjob!" "Well... why don't you just drop me off then, huh? Me and junior can handle 'em both!" "I know you can, Mikey," Jamie grinned at his friend, and then he turned back to Fozi. "So, bro, you wouldn't be real offended... if we split to fuck some pussy? I mean, we'd invite you along and all... but you got these mutts to take care of..." Fozi nodded his head, like twice, so you knew he was really thinking. "Tell me about it! If it was just Butch here, I'd be mounting that bitch right next to ya!!! But Fido here, well, he's a handful... I'd better take a raincheck, bro."
"Suit yourself, Fozi," Jamie said. "I agree she's got a hot mouth. Just don't spend TOO much time with your fags, bro. People, ya know, might start talking!" Jamie yawned and stretched his muscled torso as he twisted, and his jersey rode up on his solid flat stomach, exposing the line of his trail. Fozi tightened at the mouth, but Jamie turned away. "Come on then, Mike: we'll run some stop signs! We're fuckin' cunt-hounds, bro!" He turned back to Fozi. "Thanks again, bro! Fuckin' killer party!" Fozi winked back, and scratched at the bulge of the leather jock he was wearing. Jamie leaned down and pulled Danny's ear. "See ya real soon there, Fido!" Jamie walked over and one more time made me sniff at the crotch of his gamepants. He leaned down and whispered, "Just tell your girlfriend to answer the phone when I call." Then he faked a punch with Mike and they walked away out to their car.
"Yeah, bro, I guess we should be leaving, too. Me and Brandon got that baseball game tomorrow... You oughta stop by, man, and watch us play. A LOTTA dudes.... bring their dogs!" Fozi grinned and they high-fived around and then they gave Romi a ride. Me and Dillan and Sean and Danny and Fozi were left alone. Fozi squatted down and looked at Dillan and pushed the hair from his forehead. "You still got cum on your tongue for me, doggie? Did you save some like I told you?" Dillan nodded like a zombie. "Then show your brother, Butch." Dillan shuffled and stuck out his tongue and showed the cum to Danny, and Fozi approved and stroked his forehead and said, "Now swallow it, bitch." Dillan sighed and I saw him swallow the last of Romi's load. "You better go get some rest now, Butch. I'll give you more cum in the morning." He pushed Dill away and Dillan crawled over onto the wrestling mat. In a matter of seconds he was out like a light, curled up and dreaming of... what?
With a little grunt as he stood back up, Fozi turned back to Danny. "Next time lift your leg more, bitch. You stink of piss, you know that?" Danny said nothing, which made Fozi stomp his foot and say, "I'm waiting!" Danny looked up at that fucking asshole and said, "Sean gave me viagra?..." Fozi looked down at his conquered bitch. "And exstasy, too, he said." Out of the corner of my eye I saw Sean Martin stiffen, like he was wondering what the fuck... his little bro was doing... "Awwww, my little poochie sad? that he got played a little? That even a mind as dim as my bro's here got one over on ya?" Danny started to speak but Fozi glared and cut him off. "I wish I knew what your problem was. You oughta be thanking him, cunt..."
Danny fumed and shifted his weight, but still knelt while he listened. Fozi reached down and stroked Danny's cheek---then slapped him so hard he fell over. He watched my Danny lose his balance and crumble embarrassed before him. Then he stripped off his leather vest and waited till Danny recovered. The light played over his dark brown tan and over his chiselled six-pack. It teased his nipples and highlighted all the muscles in his thighs, and Danny looked up with a bright red cheek and tears in his puppy-dog eyes. "So don't start pretending... these last couple months... don't COUNT or something, faggot." Once again the fire started to fade from Danny's face, and we---I mean HE, I mean... watched Fozi's muscles while he smirked and flexed and paced. "What the fuck is your problem, then? Ain't I feeding you good? Am I the one who's forcing you now... to crawl around and BLOW me?" Danny looked while Fozi lightly stroked his leather jockstrap. "Didn't I tell you TWO WEEKS AGO?... that you could leave if you wanted?" Danny watching Fozi's fingers at work said, real meekly, "Yes, sir..."
"Moping around all day like a bitch... cause I was training your brother... to be as good a bitch as you---you remember that afternoon, Fido?" Danny blushed and said, "Yes sir," real low, like he remembered. "And how you threw a fit and left and said 'I'll see you later!' " Fozi laughed and Danny shuffled. "How long did you stay away, Fido?" Danny blinked and looked embarrassed. "...Almost a day and a half..." "Almost a day and a half," Fozi smirked. He scratched along his jockstrap. "And then what happened? Remind me, bitch..." "I... called and... asked to come over...." " That's right," Fozi laughed, lewdly pushing his jock down, showing the top of his bush. "...and then... you made me apologize... and beg for a taste of your cum..." Danny's lip was quivering a little, and he blushed from the admission... "and I fuckin' did it!... cause I'm soooo fuckin' hooked... on the taste of your awesome babies......"
Danny's nose was running a little, but he knew not to try to wipe it. Fozi looked down while he flexed for his bitch and pulled his jockstrap off, and Danny moaned in spite of himself at the sight of Fozi's member. "It wasn't the X... that made you a cocksucker, Fido... It was this." Fozi reached down and stroked his cock, and his teen dick started to lengthen... hanging over his plum-sized balls like a languid anaconda. Danny's eyes were all glazed over, while glued to his masters thick tool... "THIS was the dick that turned you out and made you into a faggot. Made you a fuckin' cocksucking queer for just the taste of my TEENAGE JISM!!"
Danny looked down... well, all of us did, and his briefs were bulging obscenely. His face got all red and Fozi asked if his little bitch was horny? "Didn't they let MY COCKSUCKER cum? Are you gettin' all hot again, Fido? On your knees to a dude A YEAR YOUNGER? begging to swallow my NUT-JUICE?" Danny groaned, "I can't fuckin' help it... Please Fozi, please give me your jism?..." Fozi laughed and lifted his leg. "Get my boots off, faggot." Danny knelt and slowly pulled the boot from Fozi's foot, then pulled the other off as well and waited for more orders. Man, I could smell them from where I stood, a couple feet away... and I knew that Danny... more than me... was really getting a noseful. "And now my socks.... aw yeah, that's right... just like at home, eh Fido?" Danny sighed and wrinkled his nose, and pulled those dirty socks off, and Fozi grinned and wiggled his toes. "Aw yeah, that's fuckin' better."
Danny was back in zombie mode, kneeling and obeying... and once again I watched as things came round to him full circle... He kissed the soles of Fozi's feet and licked around his ankles....without even being told to do so. Fozi even made him beg to clean between his toes. He grinned and swung his half-hard dick real slow to tease his doggie, knowing that Danny's eyes were glued to his thick and throbbing member. His eyes found Sean's and he grinned at his bro. "You takin' notes, BIG BROTHER? So you can learn how to break a fag RIGHT?... so they JUMP when you give 'em orders?" Sean's eyes narrowed at his brother and I thought, These guys are FRIENDS? Fozi looked down and asked his bitch "So, how are my feet tonight, POOCHIE?" And I thought I would die when Danny barked "Mffpfff!!!" with his mouth full of Fozi's ripe toes. He nodded his head like a figurine, slowly sucking them in, licking all around and between them, before he let them go. He blushed and swallowed for his master, I guess just like Fozi had trained him... watching his awesome fuck-pole swinging back, and forth, and back again...
Fozi laughed real high like a girl. "What's that?---Is that "doggie" for "Yummy"? Danny let the jock's toes slip from his mouth. "You know they taste horrible, Fozi..." Fozi reached out and grabbed Danny's hair and shook him around a little. "No I DON'T know how they taste! I'm not the FAGGOT here, Fido!!" Fozi lifted a muscled leg and slowly, very slowly, ran his toe along the shaft of Danny's throbbing penis. Danny moaned and tried in vain to hump against his master... and Fozi laughed and watched the wet spot seep through Danny's undies. "You are such a fucking bitch... and you're MY bitch, AIN'T YA?" ..."I'm your bitch," Danny said, looking up, his eyes all wet with tears. "I didn't even know it before...not till you fuckin started beating on me... I always thought I was waaay fuckin' tougher... But now?......NOW... I'm hooked on your... baby-batter and.... and soon the whole fuckin SCHOOL will know it..."
Tears were streaming down Danny's face, and my bad angel stretched and whispered... "It must be a bitch, huh? to show up for school... not knowing who you'll be blowin'?"... "So what?" Fozi said, all sympathetic. "I want you to lick my nuts now. I shot two loads up your brother's cunt and they're really really sweaty..." Suddenly Sean was back at my side, and his mood had improved immensely. "Aw, watch this, faggot! Watch how I taught... your BOYFRIEND to work for his dinner!..." Danny didn't flinch, he leaned right in and sniffed but didn't touch them. The head of his cock was outlined hard against the pouch of his briefs. Fozi looked down and asked, "Are they sweaty?" and Danny nodded, "Woof!!" Fozi slowly lifted the shaft of his dick up off his nuts, and Danny sniffed and groaned and stuck his tongue out. "Yeeaah bitch.... start lapping!!"
Fozi spread his muscled legs and Danny crawled between them. "Lick my fucking' stinkin' nuts, I KNOW you fuckin' love em! Fuckin' plum-size babymakers for ya, Mr Faggot!" Fozi threw his head back and laughed and Danny kissed around them, his dick close to popping right out of his briefs as he followed Fozi's orders. "The left one.... that's right, bitch... suck it in... Get my nut-juice BOILING!!" Danny opened his mouth real wide and did what Fozi told him, and Fozi looked down and slapped his dick all over Danny's face. Danny's cock was leaking bad and his cheeks were wet with precum. Fozi grabbed his hair again and roughly humped against Danny's face, making him hold out his tongue and rubbing his teen balls on it. "How's THAT, bitch? ---No, wait, don't answer... I know you fucking love it. Big Fago Dano down on his knees, slobbering over my ballsac... Big tough jock just waitin' for FOZI... to show him who was TOUGHER!!!"...
He grabbed Danny's hair and pulled his nuts from his bitch's mouth with a plop, then roughly speared his mouth with his thick and hard and drooling dickmeat. Okay, it wasn't like Danny wasn't used to sucking dick... I mean, even a faggot like me... could see that now... but still he wasn't prepared for the quick- and roughness of Fozi's thrust---and his eyes bulged out and the tears ran down as he gagged from being used. Fozi grabbed his head and held it tight while he pushed deeper... and Danny probably couldn't breathe cause he swayed and started punching. He raised his arms and Fozi laughed and watched his bitch turn purple, then eased his cock out just enough for Danny to grab some oxygen. He pushed in again and watched as his faggot did a little better, and even Sean was rubbing himself again like he couldn't help it. "Aww COME on, bitch-face, work that throat! Milk my big cock, FIDO!!... Keep that up and Fozi's gonna give ya... some more of his DEE-licious CUM!!"
Danny went crazy and nodded "WOOF!!" and his beautiful cock kept leaking. Even in the barn light I could see the pink of his wet shaft through the cotton. Then as Danny bobbed up and down Fozi giggled and took a step backward. And Danny knelt and moaned in frustration at losing his Happy Meal... "You crawled pretty good there for Jamie, Fido. Just like you were a natural... So why don't you CRAWL real SLOW for my cock, huh? Why don't you COME AND GET IT?!!!" Danny's face was wet with tears, and snot, and spit, and precum. And he had to know, while he walked on his knees, that I, his old fag, was watching. Each time he got closer Fozi laughed and stepped back, enjoying his bitch's frustration, and every so often he'd tense his cock... so more precum would leak out his piss-slit. Finally, though, he backed up to his throne, and flexed his young muscles, the Lord of his Kingdom... while the OLD Teen Bully crawled at his feet, a slave to his younger master... Fozi looked at his brother Sean, and grinned when he saw him rubbing, then looked at me and winked, "Watch this!" and snapped his fingers lightly.
Danny moaned forward and opened his mouth and swallowed Fozi's cock---no tears---no gagging---like he was starving---and my own dick stiffened, watching... I watched my Danny suck that asshole's cock like it was golden... and the faggot in me started to wonder... if his cum could REALLY be all that awesome... "Aw yeah, you bitch, you're sucking NOW! You fucking little faggot! Sucking my cock like it was CANDY---Jesus, bitch... you're hungry!!" Danny only raised his arms and tried to pull Fozi closer, and Fozi thrust and pulled out a little, and drilled his throat some more. "Look at me, Fido. Look at your master!" And Danny looked up and whimpered. "I bet you'd even LICK MY ASS?... to get just a TASTE of my jism?" Zombie Danny only nodded and licked at Fozi's cockhead, worshipping the spongy flesh that capped his owner's fuck-tool. "Damn right you would... and THANK me for it, too, I bet, eh Fido?" And Danny nodded yes and yes again but wouldn't give up his chew-toy.
Fozi laughed like no tomorrow, till it looked like HE was crying. "We'll try that at home then real soon, okay? Maybe after basketball... Get ole Fago Dano licking my ass and see if you pop a boner while doing so!" Danny I think was on automatic... and didn't really hear him... he just looked at Fozi all glazed in the face, with cock in his mouth, and sucking like no tomorrow... "But now I think I'm ready to cum... I hope you're ready, loser!... Here comes my fuckin' sixth load of the day!---here comes your DINNER, FIDO!!!!!!"... With a high-pitched scream Fozi crossed the line and sailed into his climax, and next to me Sean moaned involuntarily and doubled over, cumming... Fozi grabbed my Danny's head and fucked it fast and furious, using his slaves mouth till Danny's lips were raw and bruised and puffy. Danny took the pounding, too, and Fozi called him "puussyyyy!!!"... and then with a SHOUT!!... the King unloaded... into the mouth of his bitch-boy....
Fozi's knees buckled and he half-fell on Danny, supporting himself on his shoulders, his whole body shaking from thrust after thrust, filling the mouth of his doggie... We heard a muffled scream like someone cumming with a gag in their mouth... and Sean and I watched as Danny's cock started gushing uncontrollably... His briefs were so wet you could see the hard shaft of his beautiful cock as he pumped it... he trembled and swallowed and came in his briefs... for the tough younger boy who had broke him...Sean and I both watched in amazement as Danny's adams apple bobbed intensely as fozi's over abundance of cum flowed profusely down Danny's throat.
I guess it was a minute later when Fozi slowly straightened, breathing hard and easing his fuck-tool out of Danny's mouth. The dude who I had fallen in love with..... moaned in disappointment as his mouth was emptied, begging Fozi with his eyes to let him suck him longer. Fozi, though, as we all know by now, was not a boy who listened... and pulled his cock out of Danny's mouth with a fairly audible "plop!" Then it was just the creak of the rafters, and Dillan's peaceful snoring... And then after what was probably a minute Danny mumbled something. "WHAT?" Danny mumbled again, "More..." Fozi gloated, "More WHAT, FAGGOT? TELL ME!!!" "...More of... your awesome cream... It just tastes fuckin' better and better...you got me fuckin' addicted... Please, Fozi... please, Master... PLEEEASE let me have it?..." Fozi looked at Sean and me, like we were both his bitches, and Danny started pawing the floor to show him his frustration. "Maybe..." turning back to Danny, "maybe... one more drop, bitch?..." And Danny nodded like... well, like I used to... but collared, now, and humbled...
Fozi made him stick his tongue out and hold his hands like paws, laughing as he ordered his doggie into the begging position. He swayed his cock back and forth real slow, hypnotizing Danny, whose eyes followed Fozi's impressive fuck-tool everywhere it moved. Lightly taking his flaccid cock in his slowly tightening fist Fozi calmly milked the last of his cum out of his slit. It glistened pearly-white and pooled and formed a little drop, and Fozi milked out more and it began to drip from his cock. It slid down under the helmet and leaked down over the sensitive glans... pooling there until it detached and dripped from his tool in a strand. Slowly... slowly... Fozi's cum descended through the air... leaking like honey on Danny's tongue, and he waited, and held it there... Fozi looked down when the last of his jizz had leaked into Danny's mouth. "Now swallow it, bitch, and you better enjoy it!! It's all you get till tomorrow!!!" Danny's eyes were glazed and crazy... like he was PAST exhausted... but he pulled his tongue in and swallowed as ordered... and kissed Fozi's cock to say thank you... "Good deal, bitch-boy," Fozi thanked him. "Now lick your lips for me, girlie." Danny did it and Fozi giggled. "Now go rest next to your sister."
Danny slowly moved away, his face on automatic, his cotton briefs sagging wet and heavy from where his cock had exploded. His face was flecked with spit and sperm and his neck and knees were scraped, and he wobbled a little as he crawled... exhausted from the party... He looked back at me and Sean and Fozi but I don't think we really registered, and even in the rose light from the barn his face was pale and ashen. He crawled real slow till he reached his brother, then curled in a fetal position, and then... for all intents and purposes it was just me and Sean and Fozi...
Fozi reached down and picked up his jockstrap and calmly slipped it back on, adjusting the leather snug around his dominating package. He stretched like a cougar, very feline, and scratched his muscled six-pack. He brushed some imaginary flecks of dirt from his pumped and glistening biceps... Finally he turned to me, a wicked grin on his face; "So how'd you like the party, faggot?" and waited for me to answer. "...The music wasn't all that hot," I said, which made Sean giggle, and then I stood there, feeling stupid, and more than a little nervous...
Fozi looked me up and down, like I was some kind of loser, then he cracked his knuckles loud and flexed his awesome guns. A film of sweat still moistened his skin and made it glisten golden, and I thought... he could be... okay... as a hunk... if he wasn't such an asshole... He looked at me as his muscles bulged, and gave me a dirty wink. "If I want any lip from you I'll scrape it off my zipper." He flexed some more and said, "Come here," and made his stomach ripple... and I kind of shuffled forward for him, and tried not to look at his muscles. "Pretty fuckin' awesome abs, huh faggot?" Fozi asked me, letting his finger stray into his sexy little navel. I mean... I'd just watched that asshole blow a load down Danny's gullet... how could his pouch look just as packed, and his balls sooo full and bulging?... "My ABS!" Fozi said, quickly jolting me back, and he grinned cause he knew he had caught me. "NOT my dick, dude. Jesus Christ! Is that all you faggots think about?"
I tried to think of something snappy to say, but the words all caught in my throat. Fozi just gave me a wicked grin and cupped his balls again. "At least," he said, "we know TWO faggots... whose mouths revolve on my dick... DON'T WE?"... looking at the sleeping brothers and leering back at me. "Look at 'em, dick-breath. They're all worn out! And you know what they're dreaming of?... Not even a guess?... No matter! You'll be finding out soon! Prob'ly before you leave---haha!!..." and he flexed his muscled forearms... I tried to summon up all the disdain that I felt for that asshole ... but he looked at me hard and said, "Come here" again... and I... moved a little more forward. "And let me remind you... beFORE you start getting all high and mighty, faggot!... that this is all YOUR fault, you bitch!!---So DON'T start putting on airs!"
"What the fuck you mean, MY fault?" I sputtered in spite of myself. "Seems to me dude, if you hadn't mouthed off, and pissed off ol' Fido here... he wouldn'ta lent you to my brother Sean for some badly-needed correction. Then Sean invites me and that bitch Billy to watch and damn if Fido shows up... embarrassing my brother and shit... talking crap about how you're HIS!... Fuck, you cunt, I knew right then... your boyfriend was a homo!... worried about a bitch like you, talking big and macho... I told you right then, didn't I, bitch? I'd have your boyfriend begging... how I'd make him drown while swallowing my PISS and give him a hard-on doing it..." Fozi shrugged and looked at the brothers. "So did I fuckin' LIE? Did I use my FISTS, or FORCE your boyfriend?... to suck my fucking prick?" He laughed. "I don't even have to threaten them now... they're so fucking hooked on my jizz..."
He stopped, and wrinkled his forehead a little, so I knew he was trying to think. "Well, actually, that's not quite true... to be completely honest... These bitches were so fuckin' spoiled and used to getting whatever they wanted... they used to think they could have my cock... just by crawling for it!! Kinda funny, ain't it, faggot? watching little jockboys... turned into fucking cocksucking queers... all for the taste of MY sperm?... EVEN"---and here he looked at Danny---"the ones you'd never expect! Cause now when I threaten .....it's JUST to tell them... they can't... have none of the bone!" He laughed. "And unless you're as blind as you are queer, dude, I think how you've seen some of THAT!... Yeah," Fozi said, lewdly scratching his jock, "I got a REAL Fazio-feeder..." he giggled, "hanging between MY legs!" He stretched and flexed his guns again, then looked me straight in the eyes. "Now, why don't YOU... get down and suck it... and make your boyfriend proud..." I glared. "Dude, I wouldn't suck your dick... if it tasted like Ben and Jerry's!"
Fozi got real quiet as hell and I knew I was dead for sure, till suddenly both of us heard the sound of Sean's inappropriate laughter. Fozi spun and glared at his brother. "Shut the fuck UP, you bitch! There's nothing fucking funny about..." he spun, facing me again "a fag who fuckin' talks BACK!!" The next thing I knew---I was staggering backwards... from the force of his fist as it hit me... and I stumbled into Sean while holding my gut, who rudely pushed me back. To say I never saw it coming would be an understatement, and even while I went sailing back forward my head was jerking around. Fozi caught me by the throat and shook me like a rag-doll, then he grabbed the neck of my tights and clenched his powerful fists. He jerked out and down... with a mighty rrrrrrrrip!... and in about half a second... what was left of my Peter Pan costume hung in rags around my waist.
"Holy shit!" I heard Sean whistle. "Fozi, look at that! Looks like hanging out with Dover has given Jay some muscles!" Fozi even said, "No shit!...." then smirked a little meaner. "Who woulda ever thought THIS bitch... would have some definition! I told ya bro... Dover's the shit! Ain't no one more awesome than him!--- Bet he's a pretty good TRAINER, too, huh fag?" he leered suggestively. My stomach hurt and my ears were ringing and Fozi reached out and slapped me hard. I smelled the sweat of my pits as I stood there, and felt my left cheek stinging. He flexed again and then reached down to cup his awesome pouch... and I could hear the little sigh of leather as he stroked it... "Bet all this time I been holed up here, training these bitches wicked, he's been working you out at the gym! Jeezus! Like faggot---like boyfriend!" He laughed that giggly laugh again, which made me want to pop him. But instead I said, "You leave Dover out of this. You don't know the first thing about him!"
"Awww, and his little bitch-boy DOES?" Fozi shook his head. "You think you're anything to him but another fucking mouth?" Something in the way he said it stung me worse than his hand had. "You think at all those competitions... he's hanging around by himSELF?... and not lettin' some new little fag... EARN his autograph?" He laughed. "You fags are so pathetic. I mean it, dude, you are! Thinking a dude as cool as Dover would care the fuck for you..." He stopped. "But damn dude.... here I am again, running my fuckin' mouth---and you just standing there probably starvin'! So what'll it be, dude, you givin' me head? Or do I have to FUCK up your boyfriend?" He grabbed his own neck and made his eyes bug out, like he was fuckin' chokin'. "You gonna suck my fuckin' cock... or watch him get hard while I BEAT HIM?" I glared at Fozi. "Yeah, he does. You punch him?.... he gets real hard now... What?" he laughed, "you don't believe me? After he queered out toNIGHT?..." He sneered and made a biceps pose and adjusted himself in his jock. "You gonna make me wake him up and fuck those puffy lips? Punch him a few times.... JUST FOR FUN??... to keep him on his knees..." He turned. "All because you're too damn selfish---" I caved. "Okay.... I'll fuckin' blow ya."
I hated myself... cause the smile that lit up his features was devilish wicked... and he turned to me and raised his eyebrow and... looked so strong and handsome... "That's right, Tinkerbell, just another blowjob.... Ain't nothing so wrong about that... is there? It's like you're a hero, dude, sucking my cock... just to save little Fido some bruises!" I took a step forward and Fozi said, "It's better when faggots crawl..." and I fumed inside but fell on all fours and... briefly thought of Mike... Little by little Fozi loomed all big and tall and handsome... and waited till I kissed his jock, then knelt, submissive, waiting... "That's right, girlie. Smell my jock, bitch... SMELL that leather pouch!... Aw yeah, aw yeah... you're such a natural. Now ease that fucker off!" I lifted my hands and my fingers trembled and... doing it... for Danny... and his cock fell out as I pulled down his jock and... his teen scent made me dizzy... I tried to ignore the sweet smell of his cock as I leaned in to kiss the head... but then through my daze I thought I could smell... the odor of Danny's spit... The scent still clung to his master's tool... and I moaned and... became Fozi's bitch...
He laughed at me while I sucked on his prick, and made me lick the shaft. He made me tongue his plum-sized balls and said I was better than Danny. "That's right, Tinkerbell. You're a pro, for sure!! Now kiss 'em like you love 'em..." and I started not minding that the smell of his cock... was doing a number on me. "Man, if he would wake up now he'd see how much you love him!" Fozi laughed and grabbed my head. "Let's go for Lucky Seven!!" My chest was heaving and my jaw was stretched and I licked across his piss slit... and my dick gave a lurch then stood up hard when I tasted his juice on my tongue... My mind started spinning, wilder, faster... and he thrust his hard cock in and out... then he held my head and made me swallow his leaking precum.
Nobody, like I said before, leaked quite as much as Jamie... and the taste of Dover's pearly cream always gave me goosebumps... Dillan and Sean and Josh and the others had all used my mouth, till they blasted their cum... and still I always DREAMED of Danny... shooting his sperm in my mouth... Fozi pushed full in and made me gag, despite my "expertise." "Aw yeah, you cunt, you got my babies BOILING now, you bitch!" I closed my eyes and tried to breathe and worked around his rhythm... and the more he leaked the more I blushed... and wanted more and more... "Yeah, come on, bitch, suck me good! Those Fazio's got competition!" I looked up meekly and didn't care that he was laughing at me... all I wanted then was just to taste more of his nut-juice... I moaned and licked and spit dripped out the corners of my mouth; I bobbed up and down on his teen-boy prick like... Danny... Fozi... Master... I rested my hands on his muscled thighs and my dick got hard from the power. I looked up flushed and... such a fag... and I wanted... his creamy spurts... I looked up like my Danny had... and yielded... "Woof!! Woof woof!!!"
Fozi yelled, "Yeah, TAKE it, bitch!!! Get ready for your dinner!!" and he cuffed my head and grabbed my ears and face-fucked my mouth like a piston. My nose was ground up in his pubes... my own dick was ready to trigger... he sweated and swore and grunted and screamed "HELL YEAH!!!"---and fuckin' unloaded... Load after load of creamy cum gushed out of his dominant cock, and I gulped like the good little faggot I was. My dick was as hard as a rock. Four creamy spurts... and then five... and then six... and still I kept swallowing... swallowing... till finally he pulled it out, and I moaned, that my treat was over... He stood there panting, sweating, spent, then pushed me to the ground. I lay there dazed and used and thought, My god, the taste is sooo fuckin AWESOME...
Out of the corner of my eye I saw Danny stretch a little... and he bumped into Dillan, who stretched then, too... till they both scratched and fell back into dreamland. I looked up at Fozi, at his chest, at his buffed up thighs and biceps; I lifted my hand and tried to touch the shaft of his beautiful member. He grinned and pushed my hand away and said, "You swallow it all?" and I stuck out my tongue so he could see that I'd gulped down all of his young teenage babymakers. "Good work, young man!" he teased me, laughing, knowing I was older. "Now you AND your fuckin' boyfriend... got one more thing in common!" He looked behind me. "You were right, bro. She DOES have a mouth like a Hoover!" He shook his head and giggled again. "Maybe I'll call you 'Spot'!" I looked. He laughed. "Aw yeah, I bet you'd like that, huh?.... You fairy!!... Buy you a collar just like your boyfriend's... make you BOTH wear 'em to school! ---Stand up.--- So everyone sees... that LAST YEAR'S KING BULLY... is JUST a FAG now ....like YOU!!!!"
I stood. "Yeah, bitch. Yeah... Ain't that Wild, bro? Ain't that a Beautiful Thing?" He flexed. "Letting them see how FOZI MARTIN... turned Dano into his bitch! Both of you faggots hopping around... strengthening your relationship! Givin' shows for my friends after school, so I won't BEAT YOU UP!..." He stopped, and shook his head at Danny, then said, "And one more thing..." "Yes sir?..." "You tell Ben... and Jerry, too... that I will not be FUCKED WITH!!!"
He took a step forward and slammed my stomach, then kicked me when I crumbled. He grabbed me by my fucking hair and pulled me up again. He slammed a second time into my abs and laughed when my eyes bugged out... then let me drop in a heap at his feet, gasping for air and hurting. "Get up, you bitch," I heard him say, like he was far above me. "Get up so I can teach you some manners.... like how you should talk to your Master!" I pulled myself up onto one of my knees and tried to say, "I'm sorry." But Fozi just laughed and said, "Shut up. Here's another reminder!" He pulled me up and hit me square, right in my fucking face; my bones went cold and he punched me again, stumbling, into a bale of hay. I felt like a needle had pierced my lip and I hurt as I dragged myself up. I touched my face and my hand came away all red and wet with blood. He moved in closer---even Sean fell back, to give his brother his way... and even as his fists descended I panicked and screamed out, "Danny!!"
Fozi laughed lowdly. "You fucking fag. As if that bitch could help you! Look at him, Spot! He's fuckin' wiped out! You might as well scream for Dover!" His fists started flying, connecting precise, and as much as I tried to remember... all the things that Dover had taught me... it was just so friggin' useless. Fozi sweated and punched like a madman, and it was all I could do to deflect... much less try to hit him back, and defend my gut or my face and neck. "Always talkin' fuckin' back... teach you some respect!..." slam! slam!... "Fuck!! Now you got blood all over ME, dude! Your mouth is a fuckin' MESS!" slam SLAM, his powerful young fists connected to all parts of my body!! "Ben," he kicked. "And fuckin' Jerry---you goddamn fuckin' homo!!..." He threw me into a wooden table and rattled a hammer and pliers. He pushed it aside and as I laid flat on my back I screamed out, "DAAAAAANNY!!!" amid the crash and the clatter. My chest was heaving and all I could think of was that I was a goner... that he wouldn't stop thrashing me till I was out cold, Fozi advanced with his eyes shooting fire and lips pressed tight together. "You're just like your fuckin' boyfriend, cunt! Never knows when to shut up. Feed him cock fuckin' four times a day and STILL he's gotta mouth off... Well that is gonna change now, dude. Cause I am fuckin' fed UP!" He let his knees drop and he let himself fall full-square on my aching chest, schoolboy-pinning me flat on my back, grinding his butt on my pecs. His beautiful cock dangled half-hard in front of me, powerfully, teasingly, hypnotizing... HOW could such a wicked cock belong to such a fuckin moron?
He boxed my ears till my head was ringing, then stuck his hand in my mouth, forcing his fingers real far down my throat, laughing when I gagged. He held my nose and my back arched up as I tried to fucking breathe. "I'll teach you who's the fucking BOSS! I'll show you... fucking MEAN!!" He interlaced his fingers with mine, palm to sweaty palm, and from his vantage over me he started pressing down. My palms bent back, and then my wrists, and then the pressure built... "Jeeezus, Fozi..." Sean was saying, "back OFF dude---jeezus, okay?" "SHUT THE FUCK UP!!" Fozi raged at his brother. "I've had it with YOUR SHIT TOO!!" ---And he clenched... and I cried out in searing pain... as my fingers felt pulled from their sockets... then he released his grip on my hands and I felt a jab of absolute cold stab me in the stomach, and my mouth gagged open reflexively from his powerful punch, but nothing could get out.
"That's ENOUGH!"... I heard a voice boom... from somewhere... in the grey... and the next thing I knew... all the pressure was gone, and I whimpered and rolled away. Somewhere through the splotches of blue and green that throbbed in my eyes, I saw Fozi tumble, and... then saw Danny... standing... commanding and proud... He shook his shoulders and looked like he was real pissed that we woke him up. "I thought I TOLD you... I thought I made it clear to EVERYONE .....Jay IS off-limits, you goddamned fucking asshole..." Fozi got up and grinned at Danny. "Did my bitch wake up for more cock?" Danny rubbed his eyes and looked like he were trying to think; then he looked at me and asked, "Hey, are you alright?" I swallowed some blood but nodded yes, but Danny looked at me, suspicious. "You sure? You're awful bloody, Jay I... I was dreaming and heard you scream..."
"You're awful fuckin' bloody, Jay, you're awful fuckin' bloody..." Fozi laughed. "Now GET back down and suck my fucking PRICK!!" Danny walked over and knelt down beside me and asked, "How you holding up?" He checked out my fingers and looked at my lip then at the bruises on my face and chest. "Stay here," he said, like he'd made a decision, then stood and faced his master. "You are gonna be so fuckin' sorry you hurt him..." Fozi looked at Danny hard, then blinked, and blinked again. He wiped the smirk from his face and reached down and grabbed his mighty package. "Oh my god, I am soooo fucking scared. I told you to shut the fuck UP! You are gonna get soooo fuckin' beat..." he paused, "and... NO MORE COCK!!" He paused like a King and waited, I guess, for his minions to fall and worship, but his minions, well, had all gone home, and Danny laughed and laughed. "Who needs COCK, dude? Don't you mean pussy, you little closet homo? Vacation's over, Fozi Martin! The TEEN fuckin' BULLY is BACK!!"
He lunged at Fozi and hit him square... and then they both were tumbling... and everything was a blur of fists and grunts and thuds and curses. Fozi rolled on top of Danny, but after a moment or two, Danny threw him off. They crouched and circled, dripping in sweat. Fozi with the fire of hell in his eyes. "I swear, I'll fuckin' KILL you!" Danny just spat, "You don't have the balls, you greedy fuckin' loser!" He lunged again, but Fozi sidestepped him and kneed his gut as he fell; Danny swiveled on his knees and sprang back up again. They circled panting, crouched like wrestlers, face to face all flushed. "I'll show you BALLS, you fucking fruit!! I'll show you who's your MASTER!... I'll make you sorry you ever woke up. I'll fuck you in front of your GIRLFRIEND!!" Danny flinched, and Fozi dug. "Yeah bitch I bet you'd like THAT. Act real tough... so you can squeal like a pig when I take your ass!" Danny's fist shot out and connected right on Fozi's jaw, actually shutting him up for a minute... the biggest surprise of all. He rubbed the side of his face and glared at Danny and, just for a second... I got the impression that Fozi finally knew the game had shifted. My hero was back!
"Sean! Goddamn it bro, help me out!" but Sean was watching his ass. "Hey, take care of your own battles, bro! He's STILL just a fuckin' faggot!" Fozi glared at his older brother, and that gave Danny a chance... to fall and roll forward and take Fozi down with a blow against his calves. They tumbled and Danny tried to maneuver to get him in a nelson, but Fozi kept kicking and raining blows on Danny's head and torso. I heard some muffled grunts and some "Loser!"s and "Cunt!"s and "Fucking faggot!"s, and then heard a sick and heavy craaaack!... and I saw Danny stunned and rattled. Fozi was so fuckin' quick and strong he pressed his sudden advantage, punching his jaw again, tumbling him over... and mounting his back, for the clutch. He ground his ass hard in the small of his back, and reached full up under his armpits. He gripped his own wrists and pulled up sharp and Danny howled in protest. "Motherfuckin' ungrateful bitch..." Fozi jerked and Danny yelped, "telling ME... who I can and canNOT... fucking BEAT ON and bitch the fuck UP?"
He jerked again and Danny howled and... I flashed again back to the lake... when Danny was kneeling and Dillan was struggling and I was... too scared to help out... My eyes filled with tears and my bad angel laughed and I screamed at him, "Shut the hell up!"---and threw myself forward the couple yards and slammed Fozi right in the back. I caught him off-guard and knocked out his breath and broke his hold on Danny. We tumbled away and I straddled his leg and I... kneed Fozi HARD in the nuts... He howled, oh man, that fucker howled, and it was sweet to hear it... watching him grab at his groin and turn blue and gag and start to vomit.
I guess that was the fuckin' straw that broke Sean Martin's back, cause he hurled himself at me, hitting me square in my bruised and heaving chest. I went down like bricks hard against the wood floor and my shoulder slammed sharp at an angle. Sean scrambled agilely over my body, his sailor suit ripped and he swore... and soon his knees had my arms pinned underneath him, he threw his head back and he roared---
Through the air... an arc of red and blue soared down from the loft... screaming, "This is for Mary Jane!!!" ---Holy shit! Spiderman had come back! He swung from his rope with his legs out tensed and laid into Sean's open back. Sean slammed down over me into the floor and howled from the pain in his neck. Spiderman LAUGHED... and gleefully started methodically punching him senseless; Danny by this time had leapt onto Fozi and had his arm pulled up behind him. He grabbed Fozi's head and then wiped it around in the pool of his own stinking vomit; Spiderman grabbed at a rope from his belt and quickly tied Sean's hands behind him. He bounced up and down on the helpless bully, and roared as he pounded Sean's chest. His tight rented costume could barely contain all his muscles that bulged as he flexed. He reached up and pulled at the mask on his face and quickly ripped it off. I wanted to scream and shout: Oh my god---Spiderman was Josh!
He grinned at me. "Jesus, dude, I almost had a date! You owe me big-time, Jay!" Then looking down he slapped Sean hard. "Hey asshole! Remember ME?" Sean tried to dodge him but couldn't escape. "No? Guess it must be all these muscles! Four months in Florida, and nothing to do but work out, dude, and plan my revenge!"
Fozi was screaming, "Aw, fuck you, Fido! You're fuckin' breakin' my ARM!!" Danny had Fozi pinned fully underneath him, and had his arm pulled up and back. "Shut up, you bitch!---before I tell my BOYFRIEND... to take out those big nuts again...!"
"Thinking how I was gonna enjoy... every fuckin' minute... of paying you back for making me think I was a fuckin' faggot! ---Oh, sorry, Jay, nothing against you, dude!" and Josh looked at me and winked... and I rolled my eyes and thought, Well, hey, maybe just this once.... "Yeah, dick, 'revenge,' man... You know what that means, bro? It's when little ASSHOLES get FUCKED!!"
"You had to get greedy, huh, didn't you, bitch?" Danny jerked, Fozi yelled, Danny spat. "I'd have hated myself... and sucked you all year, man... but you had to fuck with Jay... So come on, Fozi, fuck with me NOW, huh?... when I'm not all drugged and messed up!..."
"LOOK at these muscles, man! Look at my arms!... No, wait!... Let me give you a treat!" Josh reached behind him and unzipped his costume and then pulled the top of his tights off. I almost gasped when I saw the smooth and golden expanse of his chest. Even the muscles in Josh's forearms glistened damp with sweat. "Nice fuckin' arms, asshole, don't you think? Aren't you getting excited? And DUDE!" he posed, "I got some pits that say 'Sean Martin' on 'em!!"
"I oughta just break your arm right here---or maybe I oughta FUCK ya!" Danny humped at the muscled ass that Fozi's jock was framing. "Yeah, I oughta fuck you good! THEN we'll see who's moaning! Pay you back for them Happy Meals... with this big juicy Whopper!" He pulled up again and we heard Fozi screeeeeaaaaam! and he finally broke from the pressure... and started bawling like a baby and begging my Danny for mercy.
"Aw yeah, asshole. Lick my arms, Sean... LICK my fuckin' biceps. Do it real good and I just might forget about fuckin' up your kidneys!" I think that the bruise on the side of his face was Sean's big clue that Josh wasn't bluffing... and blushing from humiliation... he did as Josh directed. He bent down slow and almost brushed the muscled arms with his lips, then pulled back hard with a look of distaste and muttered, "I can't fuckin' do it..." Josh just grinned and punched right out and hit Sean hard in the neck, then waited real patient for him to stop screaming... and punched him all over again.
"OWWWW!!! I GIVE, I fuckin' GIVE! Fuck! You're breaking my arm! Let me GO, man.... I promise I'll never... fuck with Jay again!....." "Goddam right you won't, you fuck. So put the friggin' word out. You or your goons ever fuck with my BEST friend, I'm coming straight for YOU, man. You GOT it?" He quickly reached under Fozi's legs and grabbed his swollen nuts, pulling them out of his leather jock, and slapping them once or twice. Fozi HOWLED... and started to promise he'd leave us all alone, and Danny stood up and rolled that asshole onto his back with his foot.
Funny how after a few of those punches, Sean learned to lick real quick, lapping the sweat off of Josh's arms, then licking into his pits. "That's right, asshole, how do they TASTE, man?" "I'm gonna be fuckin' sick..." "Good deal!" Josh laughed, "I sure don't want... for you to be liking this! And don't worry, asshole, as soon as they're clean? I'm gonna untie your hands. Then if you're stupid enough to go against me... I'll see about breaking your neck! Now LICK!!"
"Pull the jock off," Danny said, and watched while Fozi did it. "Now get those spots CLEANED that I missed last night," he grinned and nudged his victim. We watched while Fozi looked aghast... then... stuck it in his mouth.. and glared and chewed while Danny smirked and watched his eyes bug out. We watched him gag. "Now swallow, bitch," and Fozi gagged some more. "Now hand it over." He did, and Danny said, "My souvenir."
"Man, you got an awesome tongue! You SURE you ain't done this before?" Josh laughed and flexed his arm again around Sean's head and mouth... and laughed when Sean started pounding his chest cause he couldn't fucking breathe. He crushed and waited till Sean went limp, then freed him and watched him fall. "Yeah you fuck, I think you're ready... to kiss my fuckin' BALLS!"
Sticking his foot in Fozi's face Danny told him, "Clean it," and even Josh took a little break... to watch that asshole do it. Danny grinned, looked down, and hocked some spit onto his foot. "Yeah, come on, bitch, work that tongue," and made another fist. Fozi I think would have thrown up again, but Danny wouldn't have it, and wiggled his toes and worked them into Fozi's stubborn mouth. "Yeah, that's right, your TONGUE, you bitch! Get between 'em, dick-head! Clean that toe-jam GOOD, you jerk... or I swear to god I'll HURT YA!"
"Tell you what, dude. Maybe later, I'll really let you lick 'em! But just for right now I think you oughta... just lean in and sniff 'em! I know, I know, I'm a fucking prick---I guess it's a character flaw! Yeah, that's right, get your nose right in there. Hell yeah, those babies are wet! Lucky for you, dude, I got no plans, so you can sniff em all night! And then you're gonna kiss 'em, dude, and talk to 'em real nice!" Josh grabbed Sean's hair and held his face two inches from his crotch, then pulled his tights down just a little, exposing some of his jock. "Yeah, I know, man, I been so busy I didn't have time to wash it." He kneed Sean's chest. "Oh. Nothing, dude... That was just a reminder..."
Fozi was sniffling, ashamed and furious, licking Danny's feet, until about five minutes later Danny made him stop. He made him stand and asked him if his bitch had had enough, and Fozi wiped the snot from his face and fumed, Yes sir, he had. Danny grinned and slapped him hard until he stumbled back, and laughed as Fozi hopped around, trying to dodge his smacks. Danny suddenly feinted forward, and Fozi staggered back, losing his balance and wiping out his throne with a clattering crash. The chair knocked over and banged into the canopy support, and Fozi went down as it all collapsed, struck by a two-by-four.
Meanwhile Sean was learning how to sniff a smelly jock. "That's right, asshole. Just like that, man. Yeah, the pouch IS wet! Punching on you has really made my boys work up a sweat! Aw that's right, Sean, lick my pouch!... That's right. Now kiss it, man. Yeah, right there, where the head's pushing out... yeah, right there on the crown..." I watched as Sean bent forward and STEAMED, and opened his smart-ass mouth... and I kind of envied him for a second... when I saw Josh boning up...
Danny advanced on his former master, and watched as his eyes rolled and blinked, then took advantage of his fallen position and grabbed Fozi and shook him around. Blood was leaking from a cut in his eyebrow and his ear was all puffed up... and even from where I stood I could smell the bile he'd vomited up. He groaned and tried to push himself up, but his hands slipped away in the mess... and he finally lay there beaten and fuming... waiting for what was next. Danny just narrowed his eyes and reached down... and tucked his briefs under his nuts... Re minding me of that first day at the pool when he did the same with his speedo inches from my face. He smirked and displayed his beautiful cock for Fozi's unwilling eyes, then tugged at his shaft, and relaxed and... began to laugh when Fozi cried....
"That's right! DUDE! Just another half inch, man, and then you're at the balls! Man, this is ALMOST worth... four months... of putting up with my grandma!" Sean couldn't really talk back with his mouth pressed hard against Josh's shaft... but his eyes caught the fist my old buddy was making... and he gritted his teeth and moved down... He blushed. "That's right, dude, move your lips around 'em some. Yeah, blow on 'em, dude, that's nice!!... Here! Wait a minute! Let me pull my jock aside---hold up!! Yeah, dude... and we're doin' this ALL NIGHT..."
A golden stream of awesome piss gushed out of Danny's cock, and hit Fozi Martin square in the face and neck and chest and crotch. Danny stood and sprayed him good, till he was completely drenched. It got in his nose and he sputtered and Danny aimed for his open mouth. He gagged and rolled over and curled in a ball till Danny was out of piss, then Danny tugged at the shaft of his cock, milking the last drops out of it. He shook them down onto Fozi and smiled when the tough boy flinched and shivered. "Remember, dude... you stay away... from Jay and the rest of my buddies."
I gotta admit... my dick was hard, watching Sean lick Josh's balls. "That's right, asshole, I gotta piss TOO, so you better not tick me OFF!" I heard the sounds of gagging and slurping and Josh looked at me and grinned, and I thought for a second... how all this bullying... might finally be coming to an end... Sean took a break and Josh made a fist and Sean muttered, "Thank you, Balls... Thank you for being so ripe... and sweaty and... swollen up with jizz... Please let me lick 'em, dude, and get 'em real hot?... Let me lick those big nuts till you cum?" Josh grinned WIDE, but still cuffed Sean again. "Come on, asshole... you can do waaaay better!... you forgot the part... about how fuckin' GOOD they smell... when your nose is down there... underneath 'em!"
Danny hitched his underwear up then lifted his hands to his neck. He undid his collar and looked at it briefly... then tossed it onto Fozi. It bounced off his hip and the name-tag splashed to rest in a puddle of piss. Then he announced, "I'm outta here, guys... So, Jay..... you coming with?" I didn't trust myself to speak, so I just nodded yes. Danny walked over to Josh and watched... as Sean kept kissing his nuts. He grinned at my old friend and said, "Nice work! I couldn'ta done better myself !... You gonna be okay by yourself... if Jay and I cut out?" "Jeezus, dude, I'm a superhero! What kind of question is THAT? Besides... thanks to YOU... it don't look like Fozi... is gonna be much of a threat!"
Danny nodded and said, "I hear ya," then hesitated a second. "I guess I oughta apologize now... for being such an asshole...." "Well," Josh grinned, nodding down at Sean and humping his face with his nuts, "I guess if you just keep JAY out of trouble... we can manage to work out the rest!..." He held out his hand and Danny shook it and Sean went "mmpppfff" and they laughed. Then Danny leaned down real close and watched. "Come on, get your tongue out, BITCH!..." He shook his head. "X and Viagra???..... Dude??? I'll be seeing YOU later!"
He turned and started walking off and I came up beside him. "Danny, uh..." "What is it, Jay?" "We can't leave Dillan... can we?" Danny knocked his head like a dork and said, "Holy shit, I forgot!..." then walked on over to where his brother was still completely passed out. He shook his shoulder and Dillan yawned and pushed his hand away. Danny shook him once again and Dillan slowly stretched. "Hey, wake up, Dill... The party's over. It's time for us to go home, man..." Dillan opened his eyes and said, "Is Fozi coming with us?..." "No, man," Danny said, "not this time... Come on, Dill, it's time to get up..." Dillan sat up and as soon as he did so, he saw Fozi lying there, bested. He gasped a little and ignored his bro and hurried over to help him.
"Fozi! Fozi! Are you okay? Master, what... what happened?" Fozi growled and said, "Your BROTHER... is a fuckin' LOSER!" He tried to get up, but slipped in the mess, and fumed till my friend helped him stand. "He's fuckin' CUT OFF, Butch---he's never getting... a taste of my SWEET cum again!" Dillan beamed and looked at Danny. "Jesus, bro, too bad!" Then he saw Josh and said, "But, master, why is Sean kissing his nuts?" Josh flexed his arms and yelled, "Cause if he DOESN'T... he knows I'm gonna BREAK his fucking neck!"... "And YOU---" Fozi glared, "you little fucking fag... nice you could help me out!" He shoved Dillan's chest and Dillan fell back and Fozi said, "Get me some clothes!" He turned to go and Danny said, "Dill, are you coming or not?" Dillan didn't hesitate. "Why would I want to do that? I wanna stay here with Fozi, bro... I'll see you at home sometime..."
Fozi smirked at Danny then made a fist in Dillan's face. "I said, some CLOTHES, cunt! Can't you hear? Or do I have to BEAT YA?" He turned back at Danny and said, "You're acting all tough, now, aren't you, bitch?.... But you'll be missing my cock soon enough. NOW you got a taste for it..."
Danny spat down on Fozi....then turned and started walking from the barn. He grabbed some old pants that were thrown in a corner, and pulled some old sneakers on. He jumped up and pulled Romi's banner down, then pushed out into the air. He stood there and waited for me to catch up, then said, "Do you have your dad's car?" I shook my head no. "I came with Dover..." "Well, then... I guess we walk..." He started off and I fell in beside him and I tried to judge his mood... Finally I just asked, "Are you okay?"... and smiled when he huffed... "Am I OKAY? Of COURSE I'm okay! What kind of question is THAT?! You think cause I just had a little SETBACK... I'm still not fuckin' TOUGH?"
"HELL no, Danny! I didn't mean that! It's just..." "You worry too much." We kept on walking, then Danny stopped and looked at me kind of funny. "Although, I guess... I ain't been acting... like much of a King, though... lately..." "Hey!" I said, "You said it yourself. You were just on a little vacation!... But you know YOU'RE always gonna be... my Knight in Shining Armour!" Danny groaned. "I can't believe... you even fucking said that!" But he straightened his shoulders and I could tell, he wasn't really upset.
"Why not?" I said. "It's true, you know. You've always watched my back. And that's waaaay more important to me... than you always acting so tough..." "Acting?" Danny looked at me sideways. "Is that what you fuckin' think?... That just because I sucked a dick... now I'm fucking WEAK?" "NO, Danny! No, I didn't mean it like that..." "Cause TRUST me... I'm STILL fuckin' strong enough... to show YOU who's the boss!" He turned to me and threw out his chest, and my heart beat again with lust. "I could make you get down on the ground and kiss my stinking feet!" I gulped. "Yeah, I could make you get down on your knees---and jack off my dick in your face. Or make you clean my STINKING PITS!... Ha!! Would you like that, Jay?"
His eyes were flashing, and he took a step closer, and grabbed my shoulders rough. He pushed me down and made me look at the masculine lump in his crotch. My eyes started tearing, my mouth went dry, and my stomach tied up in knots. I looked up and whispered, "Yes, Danny, you could..." and watched the grin light up his face. "I bet I could even make you SUCK... the big load I just blew in my BRIEFS!... HELL yeah, Jay, I could strip 'em off as soon as we get home---lean back and watch you clean em good---JUST like a good little homo!" I blushed cause I knew and he knew it was true: I would do anything Danny asked. He squatted down and said, "And TRUST ME... I'm gonna do just that! Fix you one of my special cocktails, watch you gag on my prick... Give you the fuckin' abuse you love---that's right, 'love,' Jay, ADMIT IT !"
Danny stood. "In FACT, the only thing that's gonna change?... I'll never, ever... EVER... treat you like that in public again..." He took my hand and pulled me up. "And no one else will, either. In the future? all the shit we get up to is strictly private...." Okay, so maybe I had some new muscles... BUT, I could still cry JUST like a baby... but it took for Danny to wipe at my cheeks before I knew what I was doing. I was sooooo afraid... that this was all gonna be just another dream. "I mean, I admit it---I LIKE to bully dudes! It GETS me OFF!!... But now that I got kinda... played, myself?... I can better see your point..." His voice trailed off and he stood there and smiled a little, still holding my hand. "What?" I asked, but the smile kept peeking. "WHAT?" I asked again.
Danny looked down and carefully kicked at some gravel with his shoe. "I guess it was easier... being a bitch... than fuckin' admittin' that I love you..."
I was soooooooo supercool. "Oh my god! OH MY GOD!" Then we looked at each other, and kinda laughed. Then Danny straightened his shoulders tall... and pulled me into a kiss... I felt his chest and his arms and his mouth and... I knew he was feeling mine... He slipped his arms around me and bit me teasingly on my lip. "Yeah, you like that, don't you, Jay? You LIKE... bein' my little bitch!" I nodded and moaned and Danny laughed, and pushed me firmly away. "Come on, boyfriend, we need to get home. This has been one HELL of a summer!"
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