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Kyle's Trial - 3
by dale10 (maipenraikhap@msn.com)
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Kyle gets spit on and worse. (m+/m, exh, nc, ws, oral,
mast, hunl, tor)
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Chapter 11
"Oh shit, look at the time. I still haven't done that
reading for History that's due tomorrow. I'd like to
play all night Kyle, but I gotta get home." Jake spoke
as if we had been playing cards or something, not like
they had just spent two hours humiliating and abusing
me. It was so perverted. I lay there on the floor,
sobbing, my ass black red from the belt whipping I had
gotten. Ted was playing with his prick again, and Jake
was getting dressed.
"Oh Jeez, I promised to help you with your nipple
exercises, didn't I?"
At the mention of some new horror, I turned my head
away and closed my eyes. Saliva ran from my mouth onto
the bedroom carpet. My poor ass globes throbbed.
'What do you mean nipple exercises, Jake? Ted asked, a
wicked smile on his face.
"Well, Ted, my blood buddy, our new swim team member
doesn't have very impressive tits. I mean look at your
pecs, they are awesome. I'll bet the cunts love to suck
on your nipples, don't they."
"Damned straight man. So Kyle's tits are not up to the
level they need to be? Not being a fucking faggot, I
never noticed."
"Kyle, kneel up for a minute and show Ted your tits."
I lay on my stomach, crying into the carpet. "Its late
Jake. I have homework to do too please."
Jake kicked me in the ass globe. "Roll over, Fuck-wad."
What could I do? If I didn't obey, it would just get
worse. I rolled over onto my back.
"Now kneel up," I struggled to my knees, my raw ass
cheeks burning.
"Now kneel with your tits out, like you were a cunt
come on stick those udders out like a fucking
centerfold." I stuck my chest out as far as I could.
He slapped me. He slapped me like I was his bitch. "Not
good enough. Throw those shoulders back stick those
fucking tits out. That's how I want you to be in front
of any of the swim team guys from now on whenever one
of the seniors is present you get those tits out.
FURTHER!"
I strained so my chest muscles stood out, it was stupid
and like I was in the Marines or something.
"Better. Now take a look Ted. See how the titty buds
hardly stick out at all. I mean he's got nice big tits
almost like a cunt but the nubs don't stick out like
they should. So I promised to help him develop his
tits."
"That is really nice of you, Jake. What a great pal you
are." Both boys laughed. Here I was a sixteen year old
kid kneeling bare assed naked on the floor, sticking
out my tits for two senior jocks. Jake reached down and
took a nipple between the thumb and forefinger of each
hand. He tugged my titties until I yelped in pain. That
brought a guffaw from each of them. Jake pulled on my
tits until I put my hands up to protect myself. He
roughly kicked my hands away.
"When I'm helping you with your tit work, you keep your
fucking hands behind your back. You hear me?" How is a
sixteen year old boy supposed to feel, having an older
schoolmate pulling on his nipples? "I won't be
satisfied until you have nipples like Jenny Rostand.
Shit have you seen her udders? The fucking things stand
out like nipples on a baby bottle for Christ's sake.
That's how I want our boy Kyle to look too."
"Jake, I don't really want nipples like that."
Jake pouted, "Aw, too bad. But at this stage of the
game, what you want, doesn't really matter anymore,
does it, Kyle?"
I didn't answer because the pin in my tortured tits was
too great.
"I said what you want doesn't really matter does it?"
He asked again, giving the tits a twist.
"UGH NO! NO IT DOESN'T MATTER."
"What doesn't matter, Ass-breath?"
"What I want. What I want, doesn't really matter.
Please stop, you are hurting me." I must have pulled
back, because I felt Ted's naked foot pushing against
my shoulder.
"Keep those tits out, Kyle. You know Kyle, you confuse
me. In the same breath, you tell me that what you want
doesn't matter, and then you say please stop, I'm
hurting you. Well if what you want doesn't matter then
it doesn't matter if I hurt you, right?" He rolled my
nipple buds in his fingers.
I thought I would pass out from the pain. "Ugh I
thought you were my friend " I managed to groan.
Jake smiled sweetly, "I am your friend, Kyle. Your best
friend. I am doing this for your own good. You have so
much to learn. And you want to make the team. I am
helping you." And with that standing over me and
twisting my tits, he let a huge gob of spit fall from
his mouth onto my face! JOCK SPIT. The saliva of a
jock. Most girls love to swallow it when tongue kissing
a dude like Jake but when its spit onto your face, that
is something else. I felt like puking. Ted roared with
laughter thinking it was terribly funny. He leaned over
me from the rear and let a long string of saliva fall
from his lips to my face as well.
"Do you like that Kyle? Do you like our spit, Kyle? And
you'd better give the right answer if you know what's
good for you."
The spit ran down across my nose, between my lips, and
dripped from my chin.
"Y-yeah I like your spit," I stammered, half crying.
"Do you really love our spit, though. I wanna know. Do
you really love our spit?" Jake asked. Giving my nipple
nubs an extra hard pinch.
"OHHHHH God yes! Yes! I love your spit. I love your
spit," I screamed.
"Then lift up your head, and open your mouth."
I tilted up my head and opened my mouth. Both Jake and
Ted, looking at each other with evil grins, made the
most disgusting sounds as they worked up real hawkers
in their throats , then they let fly covering my face
with their thick, stinking spit. I thought they'd bust
a gut laughing. Jake spit about ten times really fast
all over my face into my eyes, nose mouth I was gagging
and trying not to puke.
"Our spit turns you on, doesn't it, Kyle?" I didn't
even hear the question at first, I was so out of it.
"Doesn't it, Kyle?" Ted grabbed my ears and twisted
them.
"Yes, yes! Oh God yes, your spit turns me on."
Ted let another long string of spit trail from his lips
into my open mouth.
"Kyle gets a boner from our spit. Wait until the guys
on the team hear about this." Ted roared.
"What if we blew our noses in his mouth? Think he'd
like that?" Jake asked, and I lost it. I fell over half
blacking out Jake held me by the tits for a moment,
then let me fall to the carpet, screaming with
laughter. Ted took one bare foot and using his toes,
rubbed the spit all over my face, then stuck his big
toe into my mouth. I gagged and could taste the puke in
my mouth, but I swallowed it again. The whole thing was
so fucking sick.
"All right, Kyle, time for us to go. You be a good boy
tonight. Tomrrow I'll bring you some nice titty clamps
so you can sleep with them on your nipples at night so
you develop nice fat sow teats for us.
"Aw shit I gotta piss bad," Ted said, turning toward
the bathroom.
"Why don't you just piss in his bed?"
"Please Jake, my Ma gets home tomorrow."
But it was too late, Ted turned his muscular jock body
toward my bed and pissed all over the bed sheet and
pillow. His strong spray of yellow piss splashed onto
the white sheets and soaked them. He held his fat prick
lightly between two fingers and directed the spray of
pee all over the bed. When he finished, he squeezed the
last few drop onto the pillow.
"Okay, Kyle climb into bed."
The room stank of teenage boy piss. I looked at the
lake of piss in the middle of my mattress at the piss
soaked pillow.
"I'm going to be sick," I said.
"If you puke, you will do it in the bed, and then you
will sleep in your puke too." Jake warned. "Now you are
going to sleep in your buddy's piss tonight. When I
come to get you to take you to school tomorrow, I want
to see you sleeping in this piss bed. If you do and
sleep in it all night with your face on the pillow I
will allow you to wash and change the sheets before
your ma gets home otherwise you will have some fancy
explaining to do." He grabbed my by the hair and hauled
me to my feet and pushed me toward the stinking bed.
Here I was, this totally naked vulnerable teenage boy,
at the mercy of two high school seniors.
The bitter truth was that I was so wiped out and
exhausted I let them push me onto the bed. I just
wanted them to go. I felt the piss cover my body as I
lay on the bed. My face on the pillow rested in piss as
my head pressed into the pillow, piss squished up
across my face.
Jake who was dressed, hauled his gigantic prick out of
his fly and sauntered over to the bed. "Lay still
here's something special from your best friend." He
gave his fat fuck hose a squeeze and shot a huge spray
of piss right into my face. I tried to curl up and turn
away "Lay still, Motherfucker! You don't want to make
me angry. He leaned in so his fat fuck sausage was
hanging over my face and continued to piss. I lay there
sobbing. Ted was stomping around the room, having a
laughing jag.
Jake finished peeing and put his dick away. "Now listen
Kyle," he said. "So far, we have been pretty easy on
you. But tomorrow, your initiation gets serious. I
don't want any trouble from you. Starting tomorrow your
initiation is going to get a lot rougher so be
prepared." I couldn't believe his words. Rougher? How
could it get any more horrible than what had happened
to me? How could it be any more sick any more
perverted? How could I stand any more?
Jake smiled down at me as I lay there in the lake of
piss in my bed.
"You do realize, Kyle, my best buddy, that you no
longer have any choice in all of this. You do realize
that don't you?"
I nodded. I did. I did realize that it wasn't about the
team any longer it wasn't about me making the senior
swim team. I had no choice they were leaving me no
choice.
"That's good, Kyle. I'm so glad you realize that. It
will help in the difficult days to come. But don't
worry, We'll get through this together. You and me. I
really like you, Kyle, and I am going to be there for
you. I'll help you get through the most disgusting,
perverse, humiliating, degrading things. I'll be there
with all the encouragement you need. And when it seems
like you can't possibly take any more, I'll be there to
show you that you can! All you got to do is remind
yourself that you have no choice and leave everything
else to us."
They left then. Ted got dressed and they left. And
after they were gone, I didn't even bother to get up
out of the piss soaked bed. I was too exhausted to
beaten down. I lay there crying wondering how my life
could have changed so in a couple of days.
I lay there, fearful of what horror awaited me the next
day. But I truly had no choice. Could I run away from
home? Could I try to change schools? They would find
me. They would show those awful photos to my ma and
people at school. What could I do? Obey them that's
all. I had to do what they wanted, no matter how sick
it was. It was with that thought that I noticed my
prick was rock hard and leaking.
Oh God in Heaven, what was happening to me?
Chapter 12
In the morning I regained my sanity. I woke up in the
piss soaked bed, and I decided that I had had enough. I
would change schools. I would quite the swim team
first, then tell Jake, he and his friends could go to
hell. Then I would look for a new school. My ma would
understand. I would just say I was having trouble
adjusting, and that I didn't like the kids at this
school.
I took a very long hot shower, pissed and shit without
getting anyone's permission, got dressed in my own
clothes, and left the house before Jake arrived to pick
me up. I took the city bus to school and felt a freedom
I had not felt in days. Everything looked and felt
better. I was a bit nervous because I knew I would have
to face the senior boys at school, but if they caused
any trouble, I would just go to the Principal. I felt
like a human being for the first time since getting
hooked up with Jake. I even thought about asking a girl
from my class out on the weekend.
I arrived at school very early and found an empty
classroom, where I actually did some homework and got
caught up. As the time approached for my first class, I
got my courage together and went out into the school.
It wasn't until after first hour that I saw Jake. He
was walking with some girl, his arm slung around her
shoulder, his hand playing with her tit. She looked so
proud to be with him. I couldn't turn and run, so I
just walked up to him.
"Hi Jake," I said, trying to sound casual. He stood
there in front of me, his fingers pinching the nipple
of the freshman girl. I thought of how he had pinched
my nipples the night before. A strange tingle went
through me. He smiled.
"Kyle." He had a way of saying my name that was so
fucking sexy. He drew it out almost as if he had a
Southern accent. "I came to pick you up this morning,
and you weren't there." He made it sound like I was a
really naughty boy who needed to be punished.
"Eh, yeah, well, I had to get to school early. I had
some stuff to do."
He sensed my antagonism. He stood up a bit taller and
his hand stopped fingering the udder of the freshman
cunt next to him. "I see," He said at last.
"Yeah, I'm gonna be pretty busy for the next few days.
See you around," I said. I was feeling better and
better about this. I brushed passed him and went down
the hall. I didn't dare look back.
At lunch the seniors never even approached me. Well
they were busy anyway because Ted had pissed in the
faculty lounge coffee urn, and so they were all having
a ball laughing over it. I felt free. I sat with some
kids from the sophomore class and actually laughed and
joked myself.
Everything went fine until after gym class. I was
coming out of the shower with my towel wrapped around
my waist, when I saw six or seven sophomore boys
standing around the bulletin board that announces the
upcoming games and shit like that. They were giggling
like school girls and nudging each other in the ribs.
The boys all wore towels around their waists but were
otherwise naked from the shower.
As I approached the bulletin board my blood ran cold. I
could see what had been posted there. A photo of me
licking Jake's cock and a note above it saying: Kyle is
a faggot cocksucker. He will suck any student who needs
to blow a load . And my telephone number was listed. I
stood there in panic, but unable to do anything. My
entire life had just been ruined for crossing Jake and
the seniors. Now I had to get out of this school. I
stormed to the board, pushed some of the sophomore boys
aside and grabbed the photo.
"It's a fucking lie!!" I screamed, as the guys kept
laughing. "It's just a picture of some faggot who looks
like me." I turned to face six guys who had formed a
circle around me. They were all my age, and all pretty
buff for teen aged boys.
"It's not a lie, Kyle. That's you in the photo. You
sucked Jake's dick."
"If that's true, then Jake is a faggot too!" I
protested.
"Oh come off it, homo! Everybody knows that it's okay
for guys to get blown by queers. The only one who is a
faggot is the one who sucks, and it looks like you are
the one who is sucking."
Somebody whipped my towel off, leaving me bare assed
naked and surrounded by teenage dudes.
"I'll bet he gets a hard on just hanging with us in the
locker room here."
"He probably throws a boner watching us shower." The
locker room was hot and smelled of steam, water, and
boy sweat.
"I'll bet he'd like some cock up his pussy too," one
boy jibbed and slapped my ass globe really hard.
I pulled away, my dick and balls swinging. I backed
down between a row of lockers, the six or seven
sophomore boys following.
"It's all a lie, I tell you. Its not me in the photo
its been doctored or something. You know how you can do
that on computers. Its just a joke, fellas," I was half
crying, half screaming in anger.
"Then how about these photos are these all fake too?" I
heard Jake's voice behind me. He flipped a stack of
photos at the sophomores who grabbed them up like
lottery tickets. I got a glimpse of them, me naked and
beating off. Me crawling. They had taken photos of me
in secret for the last few days through all the shit
they had made me do, they had taken photos and not told
me.
"This is you all right, Kyle. Here you are right
outside your own locker. I recognize it, and you are
masturbating. What a fucking homo."
"Jesus, look at this one. He's looking at a seventh
grade boy and beating his meat." It was true. They had
taken a photo when I had performed in front of the
seventh and eighth grade swimmers, and it was an angle
that caught me jerking my dick and one of the kids in
his swim suit in the background.
"I say we turn him in. The police would love this."
"I say we beat the shit out of him." Nothing like a
bunch of rowdy sixteen year old boys all worked up I
could feel the fever pitch of their group anger.
"Nah, fellas, that would create a scandal for the
school. And we don't want that in the middle of the
swim season. Shit, we're going to state this year. I
say, we keep him around to play with. Let him do chores
for us you know, some of our homework. Clean up our
filthy gym shit clean the toilets anything we want.
Some of us seniors already got him doing "things' for
us, if you know what I mean." Jake laughed.
"Jeez, Jake. Could we make him suck our dicks too?"
"I don't see why not. I think we should keep his little
pussy-mouth real busy as much as we can. But the faggot
owes you all an apology. He lied to you. You lied to
them didn't you Kyle?"
I stood there naked, a fully clothed Jake on one side
of me and seven teens wrapped in towels on the other. I
was shaking so bad my teeth were chattering. I was
fucking terrified. "Don't. Don't do this Jake. I'm
sorry about this morning. Please don't do this."
Jake shook his handsome head. "You gotta learn never to
cross me, Kyle. You gotta learn that if you cross me,
you get punished. Now I want you to apologize to these
dudes and tell them that you are a cocksucking faggot."
I shook my head. "It was part of a swim team
initiation. I like girls. I can prove it to you. I had
a girlfriend at my last school. You can call her email
her."
"Maybe we can all fuck her!" One boy said, and everyone
laughed. There's a certain electricity in the air when
teenage boys talk about fucking. I don't know what it
is. The very way a teenage boy says the word fuck is so
different from the way adults say it. It sounds
thicker, heavier, more full of cum. Its so much more
dirty.
"Oh come on, Kyle," Jake said laughing. "Who would suck
dick to get on a swim team?"
"Jenny Larsen," one of the boys said about a slutty
cheerleader they had almost all fucked, and everyone
laughed.
"Apologize Kyle or it will get much worse for you.
These photos will go all over the school."
I was trapped. What could I do? Am I a coward? Do you
think I am a weakling? What would you have done?
"I'm sorry, I lied to you guys." I muttered weakly.
"Tell them you are a faggot cocksucker."
"Jake, please "and Jake bitch slapped me right in front
of all the guys. The room grew quiet. No one was
laughing, but seven sophomore guys were getting turned
on, watching Jake work me over.
Jake grabbed my nipples. "Look at these bitch nipples
he must play with them every night." They were still
sore and red from the previous night.
"Tell them bitch, tell them you are a faggot
cocksucker."
"I-I oh God, no please "WHAP, WHAP. He slapped me twice
more. My head flew from side to side. The room spun.
"TELL THEM ASSHOLE. TELL THEM YOU ARE A COCKSUCING
FAGGOT FAIRY."
"I'm a faggot cock a faggot cocksucker!" I sobbed.
"Louder."
"I'm a faggot cocksucker."
"Louder, Cunt-mouth."
"I AM A FAGGOT COCKSUCKER!" I screamed and my voice
rang through the locker room.
"Now to show these real men that you respect them, I
want you to crawl over to them and I want you to lick
the bare feet and toes of each boy. Suck on his toes."
"Holy shit!" one of the jocks laughed, and lifted a
muscular arm to run his fingers through his hair. I saw
his hairy armpit. They were so masculine these boys. So
tough. I was a sissy. I was no match for them. My head
spun. I fell to my knees and started to crawl on hands
and knees over to them. The guys laughed in amazement.
"No, not on hands and knees slither on your belly like
the fucking slug you are."
I dropped to my belly onto the wet tiled floor of the
locker room. I pushed myself along on my chest and
stomach naked toward the waiting boys. I was surrounded
by naked teenage male feet. My heart felt like it would
burst from my chest. I couldn't get enough air. I
opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue and licked the
nearest foot.
"Suck their toes. Pretend they are little boy dicks,"
Jake said, and everyone laughed again.
Fortunately the guys had all just showered. Still some
of their feet never lost the smell. I sucked on the
toes of the first boy.
"Oh fuck, I'm throwing a boner," he laughed as I sucked
his toes.
"Clean in between each of the toes as well."
I crawled on my stomach from boy to boy, sucking and
licking their feet and toes. Someone got the idea of
snapping my naked ass with a wet towel.
"His ass is still a little red from yesterday guys.
Some of us seniors had to discipline him with our
belts. From now on, if he doesn't do everything you
want just take a belt to his ass."
After I had finished my task, and collected seven more
dirty jock straps to suck clean, Jake told me he would
drive me home after school. Then, after I had dressed,
he grabbed me by the neck and steered me into the
toilet area of the locker room. The bell rang, and I
had another class. He whipped out his big thick prick.
"Suck me off, faggot. Hurry up. Seeing you like that,
got me all worked up."
I couldn't even fit all of his dick in my mouth and he
kept saying we had to work on that like it was a school
project or something. He had the head of his fuck-hose
down my throat, and three inches still never got into
my mouth. He fucked my mouth like it was a virgin cunt
until my throat was raw and sore. I sobbed and tried to
beg him to stop, but what can do you do with fuck-meat
that size half way down into your gullet?
He dumped a load into my stomach and pulled out. He
wiped his cock slop in my hair. "I'd have you lick it
clean, but I don't have time. I'll see you after
school. And boy, are you going to get punished for
trying to skip out on us."
I sat on the floor of the toilet and cried.
Chapter 13
I was sitting there on the floor of a toilet stall,
next to the toilet bowl crying, when I knew I had to
puke. You know that feeling. Jake shoot so fucking much
cum that its like a mixing bowl full of cake batter
being dumped down your throat. My stomach lurched, and
then tightened, and then I felt dizzy.
I crawled to my knees and stuck my head over the toilet
bowl and puked up all of Jake's cum. It hung in strings
from my mouth and floated on top of the dirty toilet
water. Some of it was thick with globs of something in
it that looked like glue other parts of it were watery
and stringy I heaved and heaved, retasting the jock's
cock spooge in my mouth. I felt miserable.
"Jake's not going to like that " came a voice from
behind me. I jumped and still holding onto the
porcelain toilet bowl, turned to see who was watching
me. It was Kelly, a wise assed junior at my school.
Kelly was my age, sixteen, but was in the class ahead
of me cause of when his birthday fell. He was standing
there in his blue underwear, scratching his belly with
a huge grin on his face.
"Leave me alone, will ya, I'm sick," I said, meaning
every word of it.
"Course you're sick. You been gulping down so much
dick-snot its no wonder. You been slurping more prick
than an addicted slut. Still, Jake wouldn't like it if
I told him you puked up his baby batter." Kelly was a
really cute kid who was also popular with lots of the
girls. He had a farm boy fresh look about himself. His
hair was fairly short and he let it hang over his
forehead like a kid with a floppy uncombed look. His
body was buff.
His former girlfriend had just left school because she
was pregnant with his baby, and being a good Catholic
family, the parents of the 13 year old had insisted
that the bitch deliver the kid. Everybody knew Kelly
was the father, but he made out like the cunt had been
taking dick from half the varsity football team just
so's he wouldn't have to be responsible for the baby.
The girl was pretty much ruined, and the guys had a
ball laughing about it."
"I'm serious, Kelly, leave me alone, ok?" I sat there
on the bathroom floor, feeling awful.
"I'm serious too. You want me to go tell Jake you puked
up his nice fresh fuck-sauce?"
"No, Kelly, I do not want you to tell Jake anything.
I'm in a real bind with those guys so please be a bud
and cut me some slack, Ok?"
He grinned again and rubbed his hard smooth belly.
"Sure dude. I won't tell Jake or the other seniors, if
you do a little favor for me."
Here it comes I thought. What the fuck was happening to
me? To my life? I was an ordinary normal straight high
school sophomore just a few days ago. How had it come
to this?
"Everybody wants a fucking favor from me!" I spat,
still not feeling very good.
"Hey, that's no way to show me respect. You want me to
talk to Jake ok." He turned away.
"No, wait!" I couldn't have that. I was already in deep
shit with Jake and the seniors. "What do you want?"
"A nice wet blow job for starters." Jesus, how many
dicks had I sucked? What was happening to me.
"Come on Kelly, I'm no faggot and you know it."
"I saw the photos. You seemed to like swinging on
Jake's fuck-meat."
"I didn't, I hated it. Honest. He made me. I had no
choice."
"Oh come on Kyle, when it comes to dick slurping, a
dude always has a choice. Personally I rather die than
suck dick. I mean it. I can't think of anything more
disgusting for a dude to do. But you caved and ate
prick. Now I want a really good, wet, sloppy respectful
cock-suck from you."
"Please I am begging you Kelly, cut me some slack
here."
"I don't want to stand here all period and argue.
Either you agree, or I go tell Jake you were puking up
his spooge."
I slammed my fist into the stall wall. "ALL RIGHT ALL
RIGHT, FOR SHIT'S SAKE, I'LL SUCK YOUR FUCKING DICK."
He shook his cute head. "That's not all. You blow all
the guys. I want..."
"I DO NOT BLOW ALL THE GUYS. I AM NOT A FUCKING HOMO,
GOD DAMN IT."
He raised his hands defensively. "Okay, dude still I
want something special. I want something Jake and the
other seniors don't get. I want a special sign of
respect from you."
"Hurry up! I got a class what the fuck do you want?"
"I want you to suck my ass!"
There I was on the floor next to the toilet! "JESUS
CHRIST, WHAT KIND OF FUCKING PERVERT ARE YOU? JUST
THINKING ABOUT IT MAKES ME WANT TO PUKE AGAIN. THAT IS
SO FUCKING TWISTED."
He smiled and shrugged. "You want me to talk to Jake
then?"
"Kelly, be serious, you cant mean it. I can't lick a
guy's ass."
"I said suck not lick, but now you mention it, I want
you to lick it too. Right in the ass-crack, up and down
and then lick my asshole, and then stick your tongue up
into my shitter and suck on my rectum."
"How can you even suggest something so sick? What makes
you even say something like that?"
He scratched one pec. "Because the fucking cunts I date
never want to suck ass. They are so fucking squeamish.
I mean, I wash my ass before I go out on a date, and
the fucking twats still don't want to suck it. Believe
me, Kyle, there is nothing on earth like a good ass
suck."
I gagged. I spit into the toilet. "I can't believe you
are serious." I looked up at the hunky young jock with
glazed eyes. I was so confused and beaten by then.
He put his hands on his knees and leaned down toward
me. "I am dead serious, buddy."
"Oh fuck all right. But you can't tell anyone what I
did."
"I swear on my Ma's grave."
"Your ma is alive."
"If she knew about this it would kill her." He laughed.
"First strip down, I want you bare assed when you do
it, like some cheap faggot slut."
I couldn't believe what I had just agreed to. I know
what you are thinking about me at this point but let me
ask you, what else could I do? They had me by the
balls, all of them. It was getting worse and worse.
Kelly could tell other guys if I didn't do what he
wanted and I couldn't risk Jake getting any more pissed
at me. I stood up and quickly stripped until I was bare
assed naked.
"Let's do it, but only for a few seconds. I'll probably
puke again." I dropped to my bare knees.
"I'll tell you how to do it and how long. But before
you suck my asshole and dick I want you to lick all
Jake's cum out of the toilet."
"You are fucking nuts!" WHAP! He lifted one naked foot
and kicked me right in the face. I thought he had
broken my nose for a minute.
"You show me respect, faggot. You never speak to me
that way. You understand?"
"Yes..." I moaned, holding my nose.
"Yes, what?"
"Yes sir," I mumbled to a boy my own age.
"We have to have an understanding here, cum sucker. I
tell you what to do, and you do it. It's simple." It
seems like lots of guys had been saying that same thing
to me. What the fuck was I, slave to half the world?
"Now Kyle, you just stick your pretty little head into
that toilet bowl and lick that cum scum off of that
toilet water. And I want to see it all gone when you
are finished."
Fortunately I hadn't had much to eat, and the crap in
the toilet was mostly cum and only a little vomit.
Listen to me. Justifying eating puked up cum out of a
toilet like it wasn't so bad. I must be fucking nuts
myself. I was so damned confused. I stuck my head in
the toilet bowl and scooped up as much of the barfed up
cum as I could on my tongue. I gagged and Kelly
laughed.
"Don't puke up any more, or you'll have to lick that up
as well." This high school junior was standing there,
playing with his teenage dick through his underpants
and watching me with an amused smile on his face. "Come
on, dude, get it all up. Eat that cum like a good
mouth-dump."
The toilet water helped. It really did. Does that sound
sick? Well it did. The water thinned out the cum and
puke and actually tasted cold and refreshing. Finally I
had re-swallowed all the cum.
"Good boy, Kyle. You are coming along real good. Now I
need my prick sucked real bad. Look at this fat
fucker." He flipped his fat teen dick out from his
underpants. It was throbbing and leaking. "Do you like
it Kyle?"
I knelt before him. "I don't like prick. I am not a
faggot."
"Tell me how much you like my fuck-meat. Tell me how
beautiful my cock is."
I hung my head. "Your cock is very beautiful, Kelly. I
really like it."
"Lift your face and look at it when you say that."
Jesus, I felt like one of his little freshman dates. I
stared at the thick, pulsing, dripping cunt-buster.
"I really like your cock, Kelly. It is a very beautiful
cock."
"Then beg me to suck it."
"Aw Christ!"
"Beg me, Ass-wipe!"
"Please, may I suck your big fat beautiful dick?"
"Beg more. Tell me how you think about my prick all the
time, and how you have wanted to suck it every since
you first saw it in the shower."
I would have cried again, but I was out of tears. I was
just so tired.
"I think about your big fat dick all the time, Kelly.
Ever since I saw you in the shower last week, I can't
think about anything else. I want to suck it so bad."
"Tell me how you wish you were a girl, so I could fuck
you pregnant with my beautiful dick and you could have
my baby."
"I wish I was a fucking cunt, Kelly so you could plant
a baby in my belly with your big fat dick. I really
want your baby, Kelly."
"Get yourself hard, so I can see how much you want it."
I knelt on the floor, beating my meat, looking up at
his teenage dick.
"Okay, Faggot .lean in and lick my fuck-sack."
I leaned in and stuck out my tongue. I began to lick
his full, fleshy scrotum. Let's face it, what guy
doesn't like to get his balls licked? Kelly stood
there, legs wide, moaning as I wet down his balls with
my spit.
"Awesome you are better than a cunt. Now lick up and
down the dick-stalk."
His fat teen fucker drooled a bit onto my face as I
licked up and down the throbbing prick shaft. It seemed
to take forever he loved it. He just stood there
panting while I licked his cock root to helmet.
"Jesus, you are some awesome faggot cocksucker. No
wonder Jake likes to get it from you." He grabbed my
hair and impaled my face on his prick. He had about
seven inches of dick, maybe seven and a half. Very
thick. Easier to take than Jake's of course. Or Ted's.
His prick was swelling and pulsing in my mouth, the
cock knob pushing down into my throat. All of a sudden,
he pulled out and stepped out of his blue briefs. He
turned around and reaching back pulled apart his
muscular ass cheeks.
"Okay, Faggot, suck my ass!"
What happens to a boy when he sucks his first ass? Is
he ruined for life. Is it all over for him. Can he ever
respect himself again? How could I stand doing it?
Sticking my face in between the ass cheeks of a sixteen
year old jock. Licking up and down his ass crack.
Tasting and smelling ass! I HAD NO FUCKING CHOICE. I AM
TELLING YOU, I HAD NO FUCKING CHOICE. Call me any name
you like. Make fun of me. I couldn't help it. I licked
his ass. I licked jock teen ass. I swiped my tongue up
and down in his ass crack, gagging a bit but able to do
it.
"Okay, tongue my shithole!" He was beating his meat
while I licked his ass. I looked at the tiny puckered
pink asshole. There was a little hair around the
asshole. I hoped he was clean. I ran my tongue over his
rosebud.
"Oh Jesus, fuck yeah! Oh shit that feels good, faggot.
Stick your tongue into my asshole tongue my fucking
shithole!"
It was inhuman what he was asking of me and inhuman
what I was doing. It made me some kind of animal. I was
an ass sucker now. I could never not be an ass sucker
again. And not a chick's ass a guys ass! I WAS SUCKING
A GUY'S ASS!" Could there be any more perverted act on
earth? I had my tongue up into the asshole of a teenage
jock. I had my tongue in the hole where his shit came
from!
"Oh Yeah, Kyle. Get that tongue way up there. Way up my
fucking rectum." He spread his cheeks more and pushed
his muscular ass back against my face. "Oh Jesus, yeah,
oh that feels fucking fantastic." He was yanking on his
dick so hard, I thought he might pull it off. You know
how hard teenage boys jerk on their meat when they
masturbate, they yank it hard with all of their
strength rough, fast, hard pulls of prick-flesh.
"Quick put your head on the rim of the toilet!"
"Huh?" I pulled my tongue out of his asshole.
"You heard me sit on the floor and lean your head back
on the toilet rim."
I did as he asked, and then HE SAT DOWN ON MY FACE. HE
SPREAD HIS ASS AND SAT DOWN RIGHT ON MY FACE! I
COULDN'T FUCKING BREATH.
"Suck ass suck ass, Faggot!" He forced his asshole down
on my mouth I shoved my tongue up his shit chute hoping
he would shoot a load and have done with it.
"Oh yeah oh yeah .suck ass bitch, don't just tongue it
suck that fucking ass, Bitch!"
The room spun. I was smothered by ass. I started to
suck on the ring of his asshole while my tongue was
still up him.
"Oh yeah, fuck I'm shooting oh shit I'm shooting." He
grunted and bounced on my face.
Then it was over. He got up. My face was covered with
ass sweat and spit. He looked down at me.
"You are fucking disgusting, you know that? A fucking
disgusting pig! " He nodded toward the stall wall I saw
his fresh load of teen cum running down the wall over
the dried pecker tracks of other boys who had beat off
in the stall.
"Lick it up, Faggot."
"For Christ's sake, Kelly." I never got the rest out.
He grabbed my head by the hair and slammed my face into
the stall wall.
"I said lick up my dick-snot!"
I licked the dripping teen jock sperm off the stall
wall, gagging not to puke again.
"Just a minute stay where you are." He disappeared. I
couldn't move if I'd wanted to. I was numb. I was in
shock. Cum dripped from my lips and my chin. I used to
be a cute sixteen year old kid with a nice girlfriend.
Kelly came back, holding a glass. He smiled sweetly at
me. "I figured you might be thirsty after all that ass
sucking ad spooge swallowing." He held the glass under
his now flaccid prick, and pissed into the glass.
"Ohhhh no, no, no, no, no, please " I started to sob,
dry sobs.
"Oh yes, yes, yes, yes, yes." He laughed and shook the
last drops of piss from the big head of his wrinkled
dick. "Drink up, Kyle." He held the piss filled glass
out to me.
I had honestly never known until the last few days that
human beings could be so sadistic. I had never known
that teenage boys could get such a thrill abusing and
degrading a fellow teen. What is it about teenage boys
that makes them that way? Why do they get such a kick
humiliating and unmanning another dude? Is that trait
in every teen boy?
I drank the glass of Kelly's piss and didn't puke it
up. I guess I should have been proud.
He pulled up his underpants. "Wait here!" he said. Then
he went away. He came back five minutes later dressed.
"Good little pussy, waits, just like he's told to do.
Jesus, you are really disgusting Kyle, you know that? I
can't fucking stand you!" He scooped up my clothing and
sauntered off with it.
"Kelly no! MY CLOTHES!"
But he was already out the door and into the school.
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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