Teenage Fight Club

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"Teenage Fight Club" pt. 5

Enrico, smiled as I swallowed his heavy load of boyjuice, then demanded that I lick his cock till it was clean. I felt stupid, humiliated and beat, but there was absolutely no question as to who was giving the orders, and who was taking them.

I licked his shaft from the route all the way up to the head, making sure that Enrico's entire thick tool was totally clean, before looking up at him, with my now submissive eyes.

The expression on his tough cute face, the cold dark eyes staring down at me, and the evil, devilish grin, told me this blow-job I just gave him, would only be the first of many! "Now that you've gotten your first taste of another dudes cock, and the first serving of your new protein diet, I can't wait to hear how much you enjoyed it....so do tell....don't keep me and my bro in suspense! You want more, don't ya?"

I hesitated to speak, afraid to tell him the truth, ya I did kinda like it, but it wasn't just the blow-job thing, for some fucked up reason, I kinda liked being dominated by Enrico, even being roughed up by him! Sooooo? What the fuck does that tell ya? That I'm not only a fucking fag, but I love being dominated?

Shit! Isn't this exactly why I'm pissed off at Ian, for allowing some dude to totally dominate him? and didn't Enrico just do to me exactly the same shit that Cory did to Ian? And now that I've had a taste of it myself, I'm ok with someone doing it to me? Man! That's soooo fucked up!

Enrico, being the impatient, tough boy that he is, used his right hand to slap and backhand me several times. "I asked you a question maggot! Now take a good look at my cock, and answer me!"

Still on my knees, with Enrico standing over me, holding his cock with his left fist wrapped around it, brushing it's thick mushroom head over my lips, while waiting for my reply, I couldn't pull my eyes away from his cock to look up at him!

Seeing his free hand curl up into a fist, I answered his question. "I guess I kinda liked it Enrico, I mean giving another dude a blow job? ...well! ... it actually wasn't as bad as I imagined it would be. So I guess I was ok with it....but the taste of cum wasn't so great...you know?"

The two young Latino brothers stood over me laughing, as Enrico insured me, that my unappreciative taste, along with the lack of desire, for the taste of another dudes cum, would soon change. "Trust me fagboy, before we all leave here tonight, and as my personal cocksucker, you will grow to not only love the taste of straight boy cum, you will even be beggin for it, now you can start, by beggin my bro, you wanna blow him? Ya you do! So beg him, to let you! Tell him how badly you wanna give him one of your very special blow jobs...K?"

Enrico stepped aside, and his twin Chico took his place in front of me, pressing his balls against my lips, and laughing. "I gotta tell ya fag, you gotta be the first queer we ever met that don't like the taste of another dudes creamy sperm, but no biggy, cause within the next two hours, you gonna be slurpin it down you throat and beggin for more. Now lick my nuts, then beg me, to let you blow me!"

I began to protest, that all this had gone way too far, and that giving blow jobs and licking the winners balls were not part of the original deal as far as the fight club went. "Listen dudes...this has gotten way out of control, the fight club was set up to have school fights away from the school, so that no none would have to serve detention for fighting on school property......then my friend Cory took it a step further by declaring that the loser had to submit to the winner and jerk him off, but that's as far as it goes, no further! So Enrico, you managed to get an extra bonus.....but that's it ....no more...in other words, I'm not licking your brothers nads, and I'm not begging him to let me blow him...K?"

Enrico didn't have time to respond, before I felt Chico's fist slam into the side of my face. "Shut the fuck up, faggot! Now get busy licking and begging! Like you said, there is no more fight club, just a quiet little hide-a-way where a straight dude can get a fuckin blow job when his girlfriend either isn't into that shit, or not in the mood....now unless you wanna feel a little more of the force behind these fists.....you better get busy!"

I rubbed the side of my face, and jaw, Chico's punch, although far from his hardest, still hurt like hell! Needless to say, I stuck out my tongue and began licking the masculine scented balls of Chico, and continued doing so, for what seemed to be ten to fifteen minutes. Till Chico grabbed a handful of my hair, and demanded that I begin begging him for permission to blow him.

I decided that it couldn't possibly be all that bad, I mean after all, wasn't I loving the taste of his twin brothers dick, and if that's true, why wouldn't I love Chico's as well?

I glanced up into his eyes, and decided to give into his demand. I acted out the scene as I figured he would want it, putting on a damn good show, if I must say so my self! "Chico, please let me blow you....I need to taste your dick, I need to feel it invading my mouth and throat......please fill my mouth with your powerful cock....please let me worship it?"

The loud sound of applauding nearly scared the shit out of me, I turned my head, and there stood Cory, Jamie, and Ian, all clapping their hands as I knelt at the feet of Chico and begged him to let me blow him.

Just as I was wondering why they were all here at the barn, Cory approached Chico and me, placed his arm around Chico and laughed. "So has he caught on yet or do we need to draw the faggot a picture?"

Chico turned to Cory, and smiled. "We were waiting for you to show up before saying anything! So should we break the news to him now?"

Cory gently pushed Chico aside, stood over me, and grabbed his crotch. "Got some bad news for you, faggot! Your best bud Ian just got all of that on the video cam, soon, not only will the whole school know all about you, but the whole fuckin town will know too! Thing is Troy? I already had you pegged for being a fuckin queer. Now let me try and break this to you gently. While you and the rest of our gang were trying to come up with a plan to spend less time in detention for fighting on school property, me and my lil gang of four here, were trying to figure out a way we could get head more often! It seems to be getting harder and harder these days to get one of our bitches to blow us, so my little cousin Jamie came up with the idea of maybe finding a faggot at school, and using his mouth whenever the need occurred, as apposed to going without! Ya know? We figured we'd use the faggot when we couldn't get a real pussy to blow us. Then all within a two day period of searchin for a fag, we hit gold, first Jamie finds a fag, then Chico finds a fag. Of course I had to help set up that little fight with Chico and Ian, but it all worked out the way we planned.

Then the four of us, spent a couple of nights in my tent, and taught Ian how to be a good little faggot, how to obey and serve us, in whatever way we needed servin! By the way, let me introduce you to My little cousin Jamie, and his next door neighbors Chico and Enrico, they've been friends for years, and so the four of us are kinda like a little family, ya know? Now here's the thing, I owe you a fuckin tremendous beating, but it just wouldn't seem right beating the fuck out of an old friend of mine, especially since he's such a fuckin pussy faggot! Besides, I figured you'd just go crying to your brothers, that I beat you up! So I gave the privilege of beating you up, to my little cousin Jamie, and he's as happy as a pig in shit, aintcha Jamie? But before I turn you over to Superboy, I want a little something from you, kinda like a down payment for not posting this new vid on the net right away! Take out my cock and kiss it! As a matter of fact, kiss it a few times, using your lips and tongue! I have to admit, you're the prettiest little faggot so far! So getting head from you, is even waaay better than getting head from a real bitch, plus we can be as rough with you as we want, now aint that the truth, queerboy?"

I was still in shock even after Cory finished with his long speech, It wasn't just the fact that Cory used me to line up this Fight Club thing, it was also the fact that he had my best friend wrapped around his little finger, or should I say cock? My fucking best friend for like ever, just video taped me begging another dude to let me blow him, and the whole thing was a set-up, that he himself was obviously a part of! What the fuck is up with that shit?

I felt Cory's hand pulling on my hair, forcing me to look up at him. "Come on dude, don't keep us all waiting, we have a brutal fight lined up, and the champ is a little antsy to get it on, if you get my drift! So get my dick out, and start kissing it, like you've obviously been wantin to do for a long while now!"

I can't even begin to tell you how humiliated I was, even after sucking Enrico's dick, and eating his cum. The humiliation was still awful! Yet, I knew unless I do as Cory demands, things would more than likely get a hell of a lot worse. If this video of me sucking Enrico off, and then begging his brother to let me do the same to him, ever got out, and my brothers saw it? Ooooh my God! I didn't even want to think about it!

I unbuttoned Cory's jeans, then unzipped them. I looked up at him once again, and pleaded with him. "Hey Core, listen dude, please don't make me do this, we're friends dude! Remember?"

My pleading only brought on a fit of laughter from Cory. "We're friends? That isn't what I remember you saying to Ian the other night, now is it? Besides Troy, I'd much rather forsake our precious friendship, than to pass up the opportunity of feeling your pretty and I might add, quite lucius lips, locked on to my thick cock-head! Now get on with it, cocksucker!"

I knew it would be no use continuing with my begging, besides, it was only adding to my humiliation. So I reached inside the crotch of his jeans, and felt the soft cotton of his underwear, and the huge thick cock hiding behind the cotton.

I started to put my fingers through the fly opening, but was stopped by Cory. "Nooooo way faggot, I want you to tuck the waistband of my underwear under my sac! Dontcha wanna see the whole package?"

I did as Cory wanted, and there it was, like a great one eyed monster, demanding some attention. I knelt there staring at it for a few minutes, till Cory slapped me, hard! "I'm not gonna tell you again....get on with it...NOW FAGGOT!"

Jamie also snapped at me. "Come on let's get this over with, I've got a ton of aggression to unload tonight, not to mention a ton of my precious sperm."

I wrapped my fist around Cory's thick tool, and pointed the head towards my mouth. His cock had to be at least eight inches, but it was the thickness of it that scared me, as I thought to myself....if he makes me blow him later, I'll surely choke to death!

I brought his cock-head to my lips, and kissed it gently.

This brought a ton of applause from everyone there, but not from Cory, as I once again felt a stinging slap to the side of my face, knocking me sideways a little. "I said KISS IT! YOU FUCKING QUEER! Use some tongue, wrap your fuckin fag lips around it...and kiss it like you're in love with it!"

I looked up at all the dudes standing around us in a semi circle, I noticed the video cam still running, and still being held by my best bud Ian. "K, Cory I'll do whatever you say, but can you please ask Ian to turn that thing off....please?"

This time two very hard slaps connected to my face, one on each side, they stung so bad, they caused tears to trickle down my cheeks almost immediately. A very defiant Cory was now totally pissed. "You've got two seconds to obey me you fuckin piece of shit, otherwise it WILL be me workin you over, not Jamie, and trust me, there wont be much left of your queer face to fuck, by the time I'm done breaking you in!"

I wasted no more time doing as Cory had ordered! I kissed the thick mushroom shaped cock-head right on it's piss-slit several times, then took the head between my lips and massaged it with my tongue, trying to fit the tip of my tongue into the piss-slit, thinking this would surely please Cory!

I was right, the moans coming from Cory while the tip of my tongue tried in vain to slip deep inside his piss-slit, informed me, that he was now pleased with me. "Yaaaaaa! That's it faggot, work your queer tongue inside my cock!.......Fuckin awesome dudes, this pretty little face we've got here, is trying to sink his tongue deep inside my fuckin cock...and it feels so waaaaay fuckin rad!"

I continued lapping at his cock-head, till he pulled my head away. "K queerboy, before my little cousin beats the fuck outta you, give my balls a quick cleaning, and Ian you fuckin homo.....make sure you get all of this...you hear?"

I really wasn't overly surprised when Ian responded with a "Yes Sir! I'm gettin it all, SIR!"

Cory cupped his heavy balls in the palm of his left hand, allowing me easy access, and a birds eye view for the video cam.

I again stuck out my tongue, and began lapping away at yet another private part of Cory's body.

The odor was very masculine, kind of hypnotizing, I had smelt this same faint, manly aroma, millions of times in the gyms and the locker-rooms, but never up close like this!

I tasted a warm musky flavor, a little salty, but other wise not too dirty. I licked and lapped his entire nut-sac, before he once again pulled my head away. "Ok...ok...faggot, you trying to over work my nuts for all the sperm inside em? Don't worry Troy...you'll be gettin plenty of my warm cum soon....real soon! But now..... Jamie needs to teach you a lesson for what you did to me the other night! ......Let me just say this dude, you'll never be the same after leaving here tonight.....you'll be standin at the front doors at school......begging for cock! And the best part of having you as one of our faggot slaves, is this barn....this is so fuckin private...the best place to fuck face whenever we want....eh dudes?"

A loud "HELL YA!" from the group in unison, Followed by Jamie's "Fuck...think about it guy's.... last week when we were planning on using a fag from school to blow us....we didn't even have a clue how to go about gettin one....now we have four...one for each of us...plus a fucking wicked great place to be receiving the blow-jobs...aint this fuckin awesome?........woooohoooo!"

I was then instructed by Cory to get ready for the fight! "K Troy, it's time dude! Hope my little cousin doesn't hurt you too bad, but then again, you fuckin deserve it after the other night! So you'll understand, if I don't pull him off you, if he happens to get carried away, right?"

I looked up and saw Jamie already stripping. I kinda hoped he wasn't wearing the same sexy briefs he wore last time, while fighting Johnnie. I was afraid I might be turned on a little, with his golden boy muscles, and wearing nothing but a shiny skimpy tight wrestlers brief.

When I turned again and looked over at him, my eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. Jamie was wearing a skimpy black leather type of speedo, with a zipper running down the front, and the same black leather fingerless gloves he wore the other night! He had a thin black leather strap wrapped around his biceps, and another one wrapped around his right thigh, and again he wore no socks. My mind raced back to the other night when he mashed his bare feet into Johnnie's face, and forced him to lick and suck his toes, but, checking out that huge basket wrapped so tightly in black leather, frightened me far more, than the thought of him standing on my face! Even with this fear hanging over my head, I couldn't help but wonder where this dude finds all these sexy briefs!

My gut and neck still hurting from the beating Enrico gave me a little while ago, was another major concern of mine, not to mention how sore my mouth and throat still remained, add to that, the stinging slaps to my face from Cory. So yeah, I already was a fucking mess, even before taking on this dude a couple of years younger than me.

I stripped to my boxer shorts, per order of Cory. "K Troy, we bought Jamie something special to wear tonight, just for you!

I didn't expect you to come out of your closet as easily as you did, so I thought if Jamie wore something erotic, it would tempt you a little more! Now strip down to your underwear, and let's get this fight over with, so us straight jocks can get some head before leaving here tonight!"

Standing at one end of the mat, and Jamie at the other, smiling at me while flexing his mighty guns, I wondered, why even bother to fight him, may as well just let him beat the fuck out of me, and get it over with! I mean, I knew I was no match for any of these jocks, including this kid Jamie.

Cory brought along that stupid fucking whistle, to let us know when to begin! Like I needed to hear a frigging whistle, warning me when it was time for my beating!

Jamie wasted no time heading towards me, then he stopped in the center of the mats, and began posing, showing off his young awesome body, and all of the hard work-outs that went into creating those hard muscles.

If Cory was telling me the truth, and he bought Jamie that leather speedo just to arouse me, then I have to tell you all, it was working!

Young Jamie had the perfect awesome bod, for such an erotic bathing suit, or whatever the fuck it was.

He did several poses, showing off each group of well developed muscles, even his tight butt muscles looked awesome.

He must have gotten a haircut since the other day, cause his brownish hair was now in a studly tightly cropped crew cut type of style. With his short bangs standing straight up.

His young jockish face with his strong features, looked even more jockish with this new haircut.

Finally he was ready to teach me some manners, as he stood still waving at me to approach him. Cory standing close by, outside the mats, gave his younger cousin some words of advice. "Beat him good Jamie, teach him some respect for us straight dudes! Teach him how to beg........ and how to crawl to the four of us, showing respect to those of us that are way superior than him, at school."

Like an idiot, I started walking towards Jamie, probably more out of fear, than the desire to get this fight over with.

Once in front of him, I positioned my fists in a boxers stance, not believing for even a second, that I'd be able to protect myself from this tough little punk!

The cocky, arrogant, smile pasted on Jamie's face, and the over confident words that came flowing from his mouth, as he filled me in on his plans, told me, it was going to be another painful lesson, on how to be a more submissive, but grateful, faggot. " I have to tell ya, fag, I've been wantin to fight ya since last week, I know you're gonna be hurtin once I'm through with ya, but don't worry, cause we all have plans for that pretty face of yours tonight, I'm not gonna hurt it, or bloody it, or even rearrange it.....nah! It's just so perfect for fucking, just as it is....you know? The rest of your body however, is of no use to us at all, so that is where I'm gonna be doin my damage. When I'm done with you, and it wont take long, you'll be dropping to your knees in front of me, whenever you see me, begging me, to let you have a taste of my cock! Not only me, but you'll be beggin every one else here tonight, as well as any other high school jock, that can't find head elsewhere! The best part is, you'll be thanking me, and every other straight dude that uses your mouth, and I do mean thanking us, cause you're gonna be so fuckin grateful for all the cock you can get!"

Like a moron, I just stood there listening to everything Jamie was saying, when I could have easily taken a swing at him.

Jamie however wasn't that polite, as soon as he finished talking, he spun around so fast, I didn't even see it coming. His bare foot slammed into my gut so fast, and so hard, all I could do, was to double over with my gut experiencing the most horrific pain, it had ever felt, from any dudes punch!

As I was doubled over, Jamie grabbed a fistful of my hair, raising my head up, so he could get some clear shots with his free fist at my chest and sides and back, pummeling my body from every direction, with his powerful fist, while holding me up by my hair.

His punches were so fast, and so hard, there was absolutely no way, I could block them, never mind, retaliate.

Not knowing where his next punch was intended to strike, I couldn't even try and protect that particular area.

He continued to hold me up by a fistful of my hair, while punching me in every part of my body other than my face.

When he finally let go of my hair, he placed both his arms around my body and squeezed me in the tightest bear hug I had ever experienced. Then shook me, and rattled me, like I was a little rag doll. Finally literally throwing me across the mats.

I landed with a loud thump on my belly, I was hurting far too much to even attempt to raise my bruised body up from the mats.

It wouldn't have mattered even if I could have raised my self up, because within seconds Jamie was on top of me, sitting on my back, placing me in a very painful camel clutch, bending and stretching my back, till I thought for sure he was going to break it. With his strong arms and hands behind my head, pressing it forward, and my arms held helplessly in the air, and his butt grinding my lower back into the mat, I began feeling the horrible pain, instantly!

The pain from this hold was so incredible, I began screaming and begging immediately.

With my eyes nearly bulging out, I could see Cory standing close by. "Fuck ya!.....That's what I'm talkin about....make him fuckin scream for mercy, cousin....oooooh yeeeaaah! dude? You're doin a fuckin sweeeeet job...work the faggot over...show that piece of shit who the boss is!"

In case Cory hadn't noticed, Jamie didn't need his mentor guiding him through this supposedly fight!

Jamie's tight grip, and my upper body being pulled backwards further than even I thought possible, had me screaming continuously , now even louder than before. "Oooooh MY God! Pleeeeaaase Jamie, you're killing me dude! I fucking give already....please? You're seriously going to break my back dude, please fucking stop!"

It was another five minutes of pure torture, before Jamie slammed my head down into the mat.

He turned me over onto my back and sat practically on my neck, with his tight, protruding, leather basket, resting on my lips. "Have you ever tasted leather before, fag? Cory says you queers like tough dudes in leather, so get a good taste of it dude, and don't say I never gave you anything!"

Jamie's remarks had every one watching, in hysterics.

With Jamie's nut-sac covered in leather, laying on top of my mouth, and barely touching my nose, I got a good wiff of the intoxicating aroma, of the soft leather.

I'm not sure which tempted my desires more, the feel of the tough bulge resting on my mouth, the odor seeping from it, or the knowledge that on the other side of that leather, was yet another muscle of this young dude, I had yet seen, at least not a close -up of it!

Jamie began sliding his butt up and down my face, the leather so tight it kind of looked as though he had a slight wedgie, making his tight muscular buns appear even more sexy.

He finally just sat on my face, demanding I get another taste of the soft leather. "There you go queerboy, kiss my butt, then lick it! I know you're liking the taste, and in a minute you'll get to taste the real thing."

I felt as though I was being smothered, I was having a hard time breathing, my face now covered completely by Jamie's tight butt.

I did my best, obeying Jamie's latest command, pressing my lips together, in the form of a kiss, then sticking my tongue out, pressing it as hard as I could against his butt, in hopes he could actually feel it, so he'd know I was obeying his commands.

Jamie remained sitting on my face, even as I continued struggling to breathe. I placed the palm of my hands on his thighs, then began hitting his thighs, letting him know my breathing was getting more complicated.

Jamie, not accepting the hint, grabbed my right hand and placed it on his crotch, moving my palm up and down the leather outline of his shaft. I was even having a hard time hearing him, as he hurled verbal assaults at me, one after another. "Feel that? Feels awesome, don't it? That's your next meal, fagboy! Bet you can't wait to taste my dick, I know I sure as hell can't wait to feed you!"

I knew I was nearly ready to pass out, as I began struggling with all my strength, trying with all my might to twist and turn, and wiggle out from beneath the muscle boy on top of me.

After a moment or so, of heaving my legs in the air, and all the twisting and wiggling, Jamie finally slid back onto my chest, laughing like crazy. "What's the matter dude, you didn't like your face buried under my butt? Maybe you like this better, eh!"

After promising he wouldn't, Jamie, began lightly punching me in the face, far from hard blows, but his leathered fists still hurt.

I knew he was holding back immensely, they were more or less just love taps, but after hitting me over a dozen times, I began crying like a baby, trying to plead with him to stop, but not being able to get the words out in between the punches!

Cory knew that Jamie was holding back, and why he was.

They must have all agreed to leave my face alone tonight, since Enrico had held off from messing up my face as well.

I guess I should have been grateful for that, but the rest of my body now felt as though it had been placed through a meat grinder.

When Jamie finally stopped punching my face, he stood up, then reached down grabbing a fistful of my hair, and pulled me up, so that I was standing in front of him.

Still holding on to my hair, he lifted his left arm, and shoved my face into his pit. Gritting his teeth, he snarled at me. "Suck on that for a few, you fuckin faggot! I don't know about the other three, but with me, you're gonna learn to worship my whole fuckin bod, if you wanna spend time blowin me, that is! Stick out that freakin tongue, and work that pit, you fuckin low life fag!"

There may have been very little hair under Jamie's pits, but that didn't stop them from sweating. First my nose picked up the light scent of perspiration, then my tongue began licking at the slightly moist arm pit. Normally, this would be enough to make me barf, but for some strange reason, I not only found the odor to be a little erotic, but the taste of another dudes sweat, and the fact that I was being dominated into doing whatever this younger dude ordered, was beginning to turn me on.

Up until Cory pushed my face into his crotch the other night, I really believed I was straight. I mean, I've done a few girls, maybe not all the way, but I have fondled and kissed enough of them to satisfy my earlier fears about the names my brother Kent would often call me!

Kent is two years older than me, and up till a couple of years ago, he would often rough house with me, always ending up on top of course, on top of my back that is, and while laying on top of me for long periods of time, he'd hump my butt, till I felt his cock throb through his shorts or jeans, or whatever it was he was wearing at the time.

He would hump me slowly, then fast, soft, then hard, all the while telling me what a pretty fag I was, and often calling me other names to humiliate me, while I laid helpless under his well built bod.

It never went any further than that, I mean he never took his dick out or anything., but I wasn't stupid, I knew he was getting off, his heavy breathing in my ear, and the soft moaning sounds coming from him, as he called me queer names, telling me I was gonna get the real thing some day. Then he would always end the humping, by thrusting his body into me real hard, I'd feel his thick cock throbbing big time, and then the smell of the unmistakable odor, of boy juice. He'd continue laying on top of me for fifteen minutes or longer, after he shot! Warning me if I told any of my other brothers, he'd beat me to a pulp everyday for a month.

Anyways, that all stopped after Kent hit his senior year of High School, I guess that was when he started fucking Joanie Shaw, but the point I'm getting at is, he placed the fear of God in me, those few years he road my back.

Which forced me to prove to myself I wasn't all those things he had called me. I started going out with as many girls as I could, kissed, and initiated foreplay with as many girls as would let me, but always stopping short of a home run. Now I know why!

After being made to tongue bathe both of Jamie's pits, he pushed me to my knees. "K cocksucker, now you get to sample another dudes cock, you're gonna blow me now,, and anytime after tonight, when I want my dick sucked? You and I are gonna meet here, and I'm gonna feed you, till I'm dry! You got that, faggot?"

I nodded my head yes, but that wasn't good enough for Jamie.

"Nooooo! I wanna hear you say `yes Master Jamie, anytime after tonight you want a blow job....I will meet you hear and suck you, till your dry!"

I repeated word for word what Jamie wanted to hear, not exactly sure what `till I'm dry' meant, but assuming it meant I'd be giving him a couple of blow-jobs in the same night.

Jamie looked over to the others and grinned, then back down to me with a smirk! "Oooohhh ya! You're gonna make us a fine faggot slaveboy, we're gonna have ton's of fun here in this old barn shooting our unborn babies down your fuckin queer throat! Now unzip my leather speedo, with your teeth, you fag!"

I struggled to accommodate Jamie's last order, but after several minutes, I managed to pull the zipper over the well rounded leather package!

Jamie then ordered me to pull the speedo down to the floor, and as he stepped out of it, I looked up and got my first close up of Jamie's huge balls, and an average size dick, but a whopper just the same.

Jamie was all smiles, as he stood over me, with my lips practically touching his nut-sac. Now so tempted to just lean in and kiss it, I held off from fear of being labeled a queer slut. "No way faggot! That's not where you start, that's next to the last stop! First.... I want you to kiss my feet, even lick em, then I want you to go behind me, and kiss my ass! You need to prove to me, you really want to blow me, before I can allow you to do so! Now get started pretty boy!"

I of course dropped down to the mat, and kissed Jamie's feet, one after the other, then stuck out my tongue and began licking them amid loud laughter, and verbal assaults, calling me every queer name one could think of! The thing that hurt the most, wasn't so much the humiliation, but that amongst the name calling voices, was that of my best bud Ian! Hadn't he ever heard of that old saying our parents taught us, `people that live in glass houses shouldn't throw stones' ?

After several minutes of licking Jamie's feet, I was given his ok to move around to his butt. "K, cum-breath, you can do my butt now, I wanna feel you kissing my ass, so you better do a good job, or Master Jamie may not let you suck his cock tonight!"

Again tons of laughter, followed by several shouts. "You're lucky Jamie only wants his butt kissed, I can guarantee you, that I, Master Enrico, will be wanting that pretty face of yours, burying it's tongue deep inside MY butt!" Again a roar of laughter, followed by Josh's rude comment. "Ooooh ya! Troy, you fuckin faggot, I plan on sitting on you pretty face for hours, while your tongue fucks my butt!"

Before I even reached Jamie's butt, I was literally crying, from the humiliating comments, I had never even heard of any one ever sticking their tongue into some one else's ass, so I was sure they were all just trying to gross me out, but the humiliation was intolerable!

I hesitated now, before leaning in and actually kissing Jamie's butt, all the rude comments were gross, and even tho, he sat on my face a little while ago, it was at least covered then, but now, it's bare!

An angry Jamie, gave me the momentum to do as he ordered. "Go ahead, kiss it you queer, or not only will you not get to blow me, but I'll spend the next hour beating the shit outta you!"

I pressed my lips against his smooth, well muscled globes, and kissed each one several times, before he commanded me to kiss and lick his nut-sac. "That's good enough! .......Man! ....You really are a fuckin fag, eh? Get over hear now, and make love to my balls, I want you to clean em as well as you cleaned my sweaty arm pits!"

By this time, I was already humiliated far beyond the breaking point. I had already cried, and begged, licked arm-pits, and literally kissed this younger jocks ass in front of my best friend, and three other dudes, not to mention blowing another dude earlier, all of which was videoed. Anything from here on in, would only be a repeat performance, nothing that wasn't already on the vid.

I knelt in front of Jamie, and without being told, I began licking the sweat off his smooth balls. I became intoxicated from the masculine but sweet odor reeking from Jamie's nut-sac. It was, as a matter of fact, at this point, that I admitted to myself, that I truly was a faggot.

I licked and lapped every inch of this young studs huge balls, over and over again, knowing damn well that my next meal was building up inside of them, and if the size of a dudes balls was an indication of how much cum was inside, my next meal would be like having Thanksgiving dinner earlier this year!

As I placed my all into this task, licking, lapping, even sucking, Jamie's massive nut-sac, In the distant I could hear the laughter and the very rude comments, even the names they were calling me, but as I began blocking it all out, the sounds began drifting further away, gone was the humiliation, in it's place was a new feeling, a feeling and a desire to worship every inch of this wicked hot bully, and as often, as he wanted!

Well, as I said in the beginning, that was a little over a year ago!

The old barn became the place to go and get a decent blow job, if your girlfriend wasn't into it. There are now six of us fags in school, that are used for the pleasure and enjoyment of now sixteen straight dudes. I somehow became the favorite cocksucker, even have some of these straight jocks fighting over me. Jamie is still my favorite jock, and when he's home from school, my brother Kent is my second favorite!

I just don't know, how our simple little fight club, got so out of hand!

The End!