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Archive name: turned1.txt (gay, nc, v)
Authors name: mm2699 (mm2699@yahoo.com)
Story title : Turned Out - 1

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Turned Out - Part I (gay, nc, v)
by mm2699 (mm2699@yahoo.com)

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A cocky jock gets taught a lesson. 

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DISCLAIMER: This story is fiction, and all the characters 
are fictional and any resemblance to anybody else is 
coincidental. Do not read this story if it is illegal 
where you live. This is a story about violent gay sex.


The first punch clocked him square in the jaw and sent 
him to the ground. His mind was reeling; he knew he was 
in trouble. He tried to turn over and get to his feet but 
it was already too late, Dave had pounced on his back.

"Wow," Trevor thought, this was all happening in slow 
motion. 'This has to be a crazy dream' he thought. "Dave, 
stop bro, I'm sorry. I have some money in my wallet. You 
can take it." he tried to get the words out of his mouth 
with as much contrition as he could muster. Kind of hard 
to do with a bust lip but he made a go of it. 

"You see that's the problem with stupid cunts like you 
Trevor, you always think you can buy your way out of 
stuff." He said as he rained punches from left and right 
on he prone boys back. "Well that's not happening 
tonight."

It had all started off hours ago as a joke, it didn't 
seem all that funny to Trevor Pierce now. What was 
supposed to be a humiliating crack at Dave had ended up 
with Trevor on his belly trying to avoid getting punched 
in the face again. Dave was pissed and he was going to 
punish Trevor and he was going to use his favorite 
weapon, his cock.

To understand Dave's anger, you have to realize Trevor is 
that arrogant pretty boy type who can eat a small animal 
and not gain a pound. He had always been like that and 
now as a sophomore at college weighing in at 158 lbs with 
a 29"waist all on a 5'9 frame, he was every collage girls 
wet dream. He was built for endurance and he had the 
reputation to prove it. His long slim legs had held many 
a mousy girl in place while he sank his respectable 6" 
cock into her. Respectable because although his dick 
would never win any competitions for length, it could 
always be counted on for load after load of hot boy 
spooge. 

Dave had hated Trevor the moment he laid eyes on him. In 
his eyes the kid was a brat who had never had a belt 
taken to his ass. The kid thought he was better than 
everybody else. He was much too clever though to let the 
kid know that he hated his guts but he had always known 
that one day somehow, he would get a even with him. 

Dave's cock was not gentle or patient. It was demanding 
and insatiable, always looking for new territory to mark. 
Like a proud lion, he had cast a wide net of territory 
that he had marked, some boys he had simply pissed on 
others he had marked permanently with a tattoo or a bite 
mark after numerous rough rape sessions. Once he had 
fucked a boy, he would systematically break their will 
until they were reduced to a withering mess, always 
whining and begging for his dick like a love sick puppy. 
It was then that he would get tired of them and want to 
search for new prey.


As he worked to subdue Trevor, he knew that this was 
going to be fun. He ripped the belt from the kid's cargo 
pants and used it to tie his hands behind his back. He 
quickly reached down and gave the struggling kids now 
hard cock a good squeeze. 'Nice', he thought. He then 
slipped his belt off his pants and looped it around 
Trev's neck. "Yeah. There you go puppy. Get used to my 
belt," he mocked as he tightened the belt and the kid 
took a deep breath to get air into his lungs.

Already he could feel his big 8" cock flexing in his 
jeans eager to begin the session. It was a good thing he 
told himself that somehow he had found the self-control 
not to jerk off for the past four days. It was longer 
that he could ever remember going in a for quite a while. 
'Damn' he thought, 'its like my cock knew it would be 
getting some action soon and wanted to be primed.' It had 
been stiff all day long and he had long since given up 
trying to stop the now constant ooze of pre cum that was 
coming dripping out of his penis.

It had all began a couple of hours ago at a party held on 
the edge of town by some kids from school who had just 
moved out of the dorms and into this huge house. Word 
about the party had spread through the dorms like wild 
fire and everybody was psyched about what was sure to be 
one of the best parties of the semester. It was a college 
football weekend. The Wolfpack had beaten Eagles and 
their season was off to a great start. Dave and Trevor 
were both sophomores at State U. Trevor had got in on a 
swimming scholarship and was the golden boy of the swim 
team. 

Dave's folks had taken out a second mortgage on their 
home to help pay for his tuition and he also worked two 
jobs to make ends meet. They were more alike though than 
either would have cared to admit, both wanting to be top 
dog in whatever they did. To bad though this school was 
only big enough for one big dog and Dave knew it was 
going to be him.

The party was in full swing. Drugs, loose women, horny 
boys and plenty of kegs. As was the case with most 
parties like this, various cliques and pairings had 
already formed. The pretty boys in one corner...there was 
Trevor...'what an asshole' the pretty girls in the other 
checking out guys and then everybody else in some loose 
pairings. Over by one of the kegs were the punks with 
Dave square in the middle, yuckking it up with the boys. 
Who invited these guys anyway? He would steal a glance 
over at his nemesis who he could see had some skinny girl 
pinned in a corner with his tongue half way down her 
throat and his finger in her panties relentlessly probing 
her now moist cunt. 

He had walked by and heard him talking nasty to her, 
calling her names. It was like the kid was always trying 
to show off how obnoxious he could be, calling the girl a 
silly little whore just loud enough for Dave to hear and 
then looking over his shoulder at him all the while 
holding the girl in place with his now wet finger. He 
always did shit like that, trying to impress Dave. 

Trevor knew Dave from the dorms, they had had an unspoken 
rivalry and he did not even know why. He liked to show 
him that he was not welcome at State U. There by some 
mistake and that he would feel more comfortable at 
Bartending School or mowing lawns. There were always kids 
like David Andersen wherever he went. He could see the 
envy in their eyes, as they looked at his DKNY shirts or 
Kenneth Cole shoes...losers. That's what they were 
losers.

Dave didn't even know when it happened or what finally 
pushed him over the edge but something snapped in him. 
Later after it was all over, he would realize that it 
must have been the musky scent coming out of the girl's 
pussy as Trevor held her there. Why should that push him 
over the edge? He didn't even know nor did he want to 
spend two hours and four hundred dollars on some shrinks 
couch trying to get in touch with his feminine side 
figuring it out. To him, the kid just had no business 
trying to act like a man with that silly girl. 

It was all an act; the kid was nothing more than a punk 
jock waiting to be broken. He had waited long enough...In 
that moment, he made up his mind. The first part of 
Trevor's training would come tonight. He was going to 
turn him out. 
"What are you looking at Andersen..?" Trevor said. To him 
the voice sounded like it was coming from many miles 
away. As he slowly came out of his reverie, he heard the 
voice again, this time with all the familiar contempt 
that he associated with the speaker. "I said what are you 
gawking at ya looser?"


End of part 1.


Ok folks, this is my first attempt to finally write the 
kind of n/c fiction that I like to read. Thanks to all of 
you other writers out there and you know who you are, who 
continue to put out such masterpieces that inspire others 
like myself to write. I eagerly look forward to hearing 
any comments you have. Let me know what you think so far 
and if I should continue. mm2699@yahoo.com

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form. 

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