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Pretty Boy 
by dale10 (maipenraikhap@msn.com)

***

A bunch of seniors decide pretty boy Chris needs to be 
taught a lesson. (mm-teens, nc, rp, v, bd, tor, ws, 
huml)

***

Chris was such a fucking pretty boy, I couldn't stand 
it. Fifteen fucking years old and all the girls at 
school just loved him. Shit, they were ready to spread 
their fucking legs for him. All a guy did was hear them 
talking about how cute he was, and what a nice guy, and 
how good at soccer. 

Got so I wanted to puke walking down the halls of 
school. Here I was a senior, and none of the fucking 
cunts would give me a second glance, they were all slop 
pussied over that smooth skinned fifteen year old 
fucker. He would walk around the locker room showing 
off his tight little body, like we were supposed to be 
queers and worship it or something. He was a small kid 
to boot, I mean not tall, not big boned or even well 
muscled. I got to say his body was tight and smooth and 
well proportioned. 

And Jesus Christ, he did have a big dick. I don't know 
how word got around among the cunts, but you could tell 
they knew it from the way they shot glances at the lump 
in his pants when he walked by. Sometimes I think pussy 
can smell a big dick a mile away. And Chris knew he was 
hung too, shit, that was why he would parade bare assed 
around the locker room, chatting with the guys, not 
bothering to throw a towel around his waist or nothing. 

He pranced around on his big, well formed feet, 
bouncing so his fat hunk of fuck sausage swung between 
his legs and his low hanging egg sized nuts slapped his 
thighs. He was always the last one to get dressed too. 
And he always had a fucking date with some girl from 
the school or another. Every fucking weekend he fucked 
some cunt, while I stayed home with my playstation2 and 
jerked off to porno videos. 

Some of the other guys were sick of Chris too, and so 
one particularly lonely Friday night, we spent the 
whole evening talking about what we'd like to do with 
the son of a bitch. Our fantasies were much to gross 
for reality, I mean we talked about how we'd like to 
hang rocks from his nuts and cut off his dick head and 
shit like that. Finally, we decided he needed to be 
taught a lesson he would never forget, and although it 
would not be as extreme as our fantasies, it would 
serve the purpose. 

A few days later, we waylaid him when he was walking 
through this woods that is a shortcut to his house. We 
knew he walked that way every day after soccer 
practice. It was a cold rainy day, but I was sweating 
as we waited behind a bunch of bushes for the little 
fucker to walk by. Sure enough, here he came, his tight 
young ass swinging as he sang to himself some pop tune 
or other. He had this sexy, bouncy walk and this cocky 
attitude that just needed to be knocked down a peg or 
two. We jumped out. 

"Hi, guys,, " Chris said to the three of us. "How's it 
hanging?" 

"You want to see, how it's hanging, pretty boy?" I 
said, and I slapped him right across the pretty face as 
hard as I could. 

He went down, a red mark on his soft smooth cheek. The 
other guys laughed and started in kicking him, aiming 
for his nuts. I read someplace that if you kicked a guy 
just right in his asshole, or a little below it, you 
could ruin him for life, I mean he'd have trouble ever 
getting a hard on again. I don't know if it's true, but 
I sure aimed for that area with my kicks. 

You should have seen pretty boy squirm. He was crying 
right away, like a little sissy. His voice got all high 
and tinny like a faggots voice. He kept asking why we 
were doing this and what we had against him. And it 
would have been impossible for him to ever understand. 
I reached down and grabbed his pretty face in my hand 
and hawked huge gobs of spit right in his face. He 
gagged and I thought he would puke. We forced his mouth 
open and the other guys gobbed in his mouth. 

"If you puke, Asshole, so help me, we'll make you lick 
it up!" We kept spitting in his mouth, making him 
swallow it. 

He was pretty much out of it. Pete stomped on his 
stomach, just to really subdue him. Then we dragged 
pretty boy Chris to his feet and tied him to a tree 
with this rope we had brought. He was screaming his 
lungs out for help. I had anticipated that. I took the 
handkerchief from my pocked. I had jerked off into it 
three times and blown my snot filled nose in it half a 
dozen times. I shoved it in his mouth, knowing he would 
really enjoy the taste. 

I told him exactly what was on the snot-rag too. His 
eyes filled with more tears and they ran down his cute 
cheeks. I wished the cunts could see him like this. And 
they would too, because Pete takes out his camera and 
starts to take photos of Pretty Boy. We will post them 
on the internet and send them to all the girls at 
school.

Next, we lower his trousers and boxer shorts to reveal 
his long fat flaccid teen prick. We slap it around,  
taking turns smacking it with the flat of our hands. I 
make sure to hit his big balls really hard, hoping to 
damage him so he can never have babies. Jack lights a 
cigarette and puts it out on Chris' dick-flesh. Its 
great the way the boy screams hysterically into his 
gag. 

Twice he passes out. I take out my dick and piss onto 
my hand and wipe my hand over his face to wake him up. 
We continue smacking his dick around until it is really 
black and blue and swollen and pretty ugly looking. The 
fuck-sack is all swollen too, like it's got oranges in 
it now. 

"Have you ever sucked a dick, Chris?" I ask. His eyes 
are unfocused and snot is running from his nose. I pull 
the gag out of his mouth, wagging my naked dick at him 
at the same time. "I said have you ever sucked dick? 
I've seen you looking at our dicks in the locker room, 
you fucking faggot." I slap his face to get his 
attention. The other guys are playing with their own 
dicks in their pants. I can see that they are hard. I 
am not yet fully hard, sometimes I have trouble 
throwing a boner. 

"Puh-lease, guys, I'm not queer. I don't know why you 
are doing this. I have never done anything." 

"You are fucking girls in our school. That should be 
the right of the senior boys. From this fucking day on, 
you are forbidden to ever, and I mean ever even speak 
to any girl in our school. If we ever see you even 
talking to a cunt, you will have your dick cut off and 
be turned into a cunt yourself. 

In fact, we don't want to see you with any girls, ever. 
We don't even want you dating girls from other schools. 
From now on, your only date is your hand! Got that, 
Shit-face?" I gave him a knee to his nut-sack. 

He wailed and agreed to whatever we said. 

"Now I asked you a question. Have you ever sucked 
dick?" 

"NO! Please let me go, please!!" 

"Well, you are about to suck three dicks. And if you do 
a good job, then maybe we will let you go." 

"Oh God, no, don't make me. I am not a faggot." 

"Well, when we finish you with you, you will be a 
faggot, and since you cant date the girls in the 
school, you might want to try servicing the guys for 
fun." We all laughed and untied him and dragged him to 
his knees. 

"In fact, we might schedule weekly blow job sessions in 
the locker room and invite any of the guys who want to 
get to sucked to show up. Chris the Cocksucker will 
take care of one and all!" 

Jack held his face while I rubbed my dick all over it 
and Pete took photos. The feeling was so fucking 
awesome. I mean his face was so soft and sweet, and to 
be rubbing my leaking dick all over it! Oh fuck, I want 
to cum just thinking about it. The look on his face 
too. So scared, so innocent, such a fucking pretty boy! 
I wondered how many twats had kissed his face, and now 
he was getting a dick rubbed over it. 

"Open your mouth cunt!" I yelled and Jack forced his 
mouth open. I rubbed my dickhead across his soft full 
young lips. He tried to squirm away, but Jack had him 
good. I left some fuck scum on his lips. Then I 
inserted my prick knob into his mouth. 

It was so fucking great, like nothing I had ever 
experienced before. I got angry when I remembered that 
Chris probably got sucked off by girls every week. I 
fucked his face harder and deeper. 

"Bite his dick, and I'll rip off your fucking ears!" 
Jack warned as I face fucked the pretty fifteen year 
old. 

I tell you his mouth was like the softest sweetest 
cunt, real warm like a pussy must feel. I closed my 
eyes and pretended that I was fucking Jodie Clawson, 
this awesome cheerleader at our school. It didn't take 
long for me to shoot my load. One thing about me, I 
shoot a lot. I mean a lot, a whole fucking cupful of 
fuck-snot. 

Chris gagged and choked on my cum, but I made him 
swallow it all like a good little pussy faggot boy. 
Then I pulled out and stepped back. Pete handed me the 
camera and took my place and started to face fuck the 
freaked out teen baby. Then, when he finished, Pete 
took his turn. The faggot boy was pretty much wiped by 
this time. He dropped onto the grass and just lay 
there, cum bubbling out of his mouth. I think he was in 
shock actually. 

We kicked him some more and then all three of us 
decided to take a piss on him. I knelt down to make 
sure my piss would go in his mouth and up his nose. We 
left him there on the ground with a warning. If he told 
any

one, the photos would be seen by everyone. If he kept 
his mouth shut and never spoke to another girl, only a 
few select friends would see the pictures. I also 
warned him he better not try to change schools or any 
shit like that. We wanted him under our thumb. 

I honestly thought that would be the end of it. I mean, 
we had taught him a lesson and gotten our revenge. But 
three days later, all I could do was think about him 
sucking my dick. I had a boner half the day, and that 
is unusual for me. Jack and Pete were the same way, all 
we did was talk about the nasty stuff we had done to 
him, and the even more nasty things we wanted to do to 
him. 

"Its his fault. He must be a faggot or we wouldn't be 
this obsessed with him! shit man, we really ought to 
punish him for doing this to us." 

"Yeah. I wonder how he'd like something shoved up that 
little bubble butt of his. Something big like a broom 
handle or a flashlight." 

"Yeah, man, let's turn that faggot ass into a pussy!" 

And so we did!

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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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