To the readers, Sorry for any confusion.
This is the same chapter I posted over the weekend, but when I re-read it on Nifty, I realized it had some major errors in spelling and that I had pasted the same paragraph a couple of different times. In other words, this is just a cleaned up copy of the same chapter 16.
Disclaimer: If you are not yet 18 years of age or if it is illegal to read materials of this nature where you live, 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, any similarities are truly just that, purely similarities. In addition, this story also contains domination & fighting between teenage boys, if this bothers you, then please do not read any further! I would love to hear from you, so negative as well as positive feedback is always welcome! Please write: unkle_c@yahoo.com Thank you, Chaz
Recapping last paragraph in last chapter: Donnie, loosened his powerful head scissors, and we watched as Kirk fell to the floor, holding the sides of his head, with both hands. There was a bench in the room, and Donnie looked at Robbie, and ordered him to lay down on it facing up. Once Robbie did so, Donnie straddled Robbie's neck, pressing that awesome baseball crotch into Robbie's mouth. "What do ya think, bitch... you like me in leather, think the fucking twats are going to go wild when they see me dressed in these, huh?" Robbie obviously couldn't answer, what with him sucking a mouth full of leather covered balls. Kirk and I watched as Donnie began rocking back and forth, his thick thighs rubbing hard against the sides of Robbie's head. His leather crotch riding Robbie's mouth nose, and entire face, back and forth, forcing Robbie to beg Donnie to stop. "what the fuck, man, that fucking hurts, dude... can you please stop, for fucksake?" Donnie only grinned, and added even more weight to his buds head, grinding it even harder than before, till Robbie's voice was just barely heard at all. Then he sat right squarely on his buds face, and rode it back and forth, nearly smothering Robbie with that leather clad bubble butt of his. This continue for several minutes, before Donnie stood up, and looked down at his friend. "So answer me, should I keep these?"
"Boys, Buds and Bullies" PT 16
Robbie didn't bother looking up, it was obvious that he was embarrassed, but he did manage to answer his bud, probably out of fear that Donnie would prolong the humiliation if he didn't get a reply, but his answer came out soft and barely audible, as he continued looking down at the floor. "I guess" Now, I may be no expert on exactly how Donnie boy's mind works, but I knew him well enough by now, to know that Robbie's quick little barely audible remark was not going to fly very far with Master kinky mind. In other words, I sensed that Donnie wasn't going to accept this response from Robbie, especially considering that he was out to publicly degrade, and humiliate his bud as much as he possibly could. "Speak up, BITCH... What did you say?.... You guess?... YOU GUESS? ... What kind of fucking answer is that?" He stood at Robbie's bowed head, and with a fistful of his buds hair he roughly yanked Donnie's head upwards, mashing Robbie's face right into that baseball size crotch. "Here maybe you need to see how fucking awesome my package looks in these... you know... up close... and personal like. What do you think NOW... you like me in leather, cock-suckkkker... Kiss it, fuckin fag.... KISS IT... NOW!" Robbie's face was all scrunched up from the pain of having his hair yanked yet again. "aaaah fuck... oooowwww.... aaaahhh shit, could you please stop pulling the fuckin hair out of my head, pleeeaaassse, .... I' m doing every fucking thing you tell me to do, why you gotta pull my hair every fucking time...huh?" Listening to Robbie raise his voice a notch or two, almost gave me hope that my friend was getting pissed enough to finally fight back. However, Robbie's outburst of anger... only brought another grin to Donnie's handsome face. "I said kiss it, faggot, then tell me whether or not you love me in these leathers. Simple enough question... just answer it, fuckhead, before you go bald" I glanced over at Kirk, his eyes were squinted, and his face showing his disgust. I assumed he and his friend had a normal relationship, with no ruff stuff involved. I envied them, and wondered if I would ever have such a relationship, then reminding myself of how much I was enjoying my new submissive role, and how much the likes of Robbie and Donnie turned me on, I quickly waved off the question. Then again, maybe Kirk didn't realize what he was missing, and that a full night spent with either Robbie or Donnie, just might awaken some deep desire within him. I mean, who knows? My eyes returned to the hot scene taking place right in front of me, and I felt the need to warn the two jocks. "Hey guys, we've been in here a while, someone out there may get suspicious and send someone here to check on us. Maybe we should move it." Donnie quickly turned his head and glared at me with sharp daggers. "Fuck you, pussy... we don't leave this spot till this fucking queer boy answers me... so keep your fucking mouth shut unless I ask for your opinion... you got that?" I nodded my head. "Yes sir" Donnie glared at me for another few seconds. "Good" He then refocused his attention back to Robbie. "and as for you... you fucking cum-eater... you better speak up real fucking quick... cause you`re pissing me off by making me wait every fucking time I ask you something" But before Robbie even had a chance to utter one word, Donnie worked up a huge wad of saliva and waited for Robbie to speak. Just as Robbie opened up to give Donnie his answer, Donnie got down into Robbie's face and spat a large wad of spit directly into Robbie's mouth. "Eat it, then beg me for more, bitch... yeah... FUCK... watching you swallow my spit is just as hot as watching you eat my thick creamy cum." Just before swallowing, Robbie once again looked up to see me and Kirk watching. I'm sure he was again wishing us away, far away. He then closed his eyes, shook his head slightly and gulped down Donnie's spit. Once Donnie's spit had oozed it's way down Robbie's throat, he stared into Donnie's eyes and began begging for more. Robbie's attitude made me laugh inside, because even though he gave in to what Donnie wanted, Robbie's tone was one of anger, as he gritted his teeth, while speaking. "Pleeease Donny... will you spit in my mouth again... pleeease?" Donnie grinned widely, not at all offended by Robbie's cocky attitude, and accommodated his buds request. "No prob, anything for a friend with benefits, my little cock sucker... just keep your mouth wide open for a while, bitch." Donnie spat and drooled his saliva directly into his buds opened mouth several more times, then waited for Robbie to swallow. This went on and on till it finally occurred to Robbie ...what it was exactly... that Donnie was waiting for, just a simple reply to his question. "those jeans... they look really hot on you... I like seeing you in leather, sir" Donnie withheld his next wad of spit, grinned down at his bud, and nodded his head. "about fucking time... don't you ever make me wait that long again for an answer... you hear me?" "Yes... I hear you... Donni...ahhh... I mean... sir" Donnie then surprised me, he looked over at Kirk and asked a very normal question. "Do you get a commission on everything you sell?" it must have caught Kirk by surprise as well, cause he stared at Donnie as though Donnie had three heads. "Well... ya, on some things I do... like the jeans and the leather jacket, but not on small things... like the underwear and jock-straps." Donnie, actually gave Kirk a weak smile. "Then lets get this stuff out to the counter... me and my bitch here have a real heavy date tonight... we're gonna turn his quarterback ass into a pussy... he's gonna go from Mr. Blackburn to Miss Blackburn in a very short time. ...Ain't that right, BITCH?"
I was pissed that Donnie was doing this in front of a another student, and stood there shaking my head for a moment, waiting for Robbie's response. I totally expected my bud to disappoint me once again, so I stared into his eyes till he spoke. Then angrily glaring into Donnie`s eyes, my friend surprised the crap out of me, by failing to disappoint me after all. "Shut the fuck up... asshole ... I mean it" Robbie then looked up at Kirk. "You ever mention one fucking word about what you've seen here tonight... I promise you... I'll meet you after school one day and kick your ass so bad, they'll need to carry you away on a fucking stretcher, you got that... you fucking queer homo." I wanted to jump up and down and yell at the top of my lungs, I was so fucking proud of my best friend. I quickly glanced over at Donnie for his reaction, but I was disappointed once again. Expecting a wicked pissed off Donnie, he was actually smiling at Robbie. "tisk, tisk, tisk, I thought we were coming along so well... but you still have a slight attitude problem... there's only one way to fix that... and trust me, we'll work on that tonight. Ya dude, tomorrow morning... you'll start the day with a whole new way of thinking, I promise"
Donnie then looked over at Kirk. "now don't you go and worry your cute little self about his minor threats... you just go about and tell whoever you want... whatever you want. But first, give me a couple of weeks, and I promise he won't be so tough... shit, he won't even LOOK so tough. By then... even you ... will be able to kick his ass... and you know what Kirkie? When the time comes... I suggest you DO kick his ass, teach him to respect you a little more... but remember... I wanna be there to watch... OK?" Kirk just stood there with his jaw slightly hanging, not knowing what the fuck to say, so he just slowly nodded his head. But as we were leaving the dressing room, my bud Robbie got the last word in. Grabbing Kirks arm without Donnie seeing, Robbie whispered into Kirks ear. "you just remember what the fuck I said... not one fucking word to anyone... and that includes your fucking queer boyfriend. And another thing... You'll never be able to kick my ass, I don't care how tough you get, you fucking fruit." After spending a total of $949.00 of Robbie's savings, the shopping spree came to a halt, but not before Donnie reminded his bud... that we'd do it all again, next Saturday. The trip back to Robbie's was a quiet one, with Donnie doing all the talking. "So, which of these hot jocks would you like me to wear while working out on my BowFlex tonight? I think I should break in the black one, get it all sweaty... while you kneel at the foot of the BowFlex... watching me work my body hard... watching me pump up... getting every muscle nice and sweaty... and wicked hard... so that when I lay on top of your back... you'll feel my full weight... you'll feel every one of my sweaty, hard muscles... grind into you, while I'm pumping a nice load of hot cum into your new pusy. Oooh fuck, man... I just can't fuckin wait... here... feel how hard my boner is, from just thinking about it." Donnie, grabbed Robbie's hand and held it pressed to the nylon basket of his shorts. I watched as Robbie tried to pull his hand away, and I became wicked disappointed, when it appeared as though my bud wasn't really trying, and so there his hand remained... all the way home, even after Donnie grinned at me and removed his own hand from the top of Robbies hand. Once we arrived at Robbie's, I said goodnight to the two jocks and started to walk away. "Ooooh nooo you don't, you little cunt... you're spending the night here... who the fuck do you think's gonna video Robbie's first fuck... huh? Did you think his mom was gonna video it... you fucking dumb prick? Now get the fuck back here and give us a hand with these bags and shit." After we got everything settled, I called my mom and told her that I was spending the night at Robbie's. I was wicked pissed, and scared as hell, spending the night watching Robbie get fucked was the last thing on earth I wanted to do, I take that back... cause to be honest, it wasn't even on my list. Another thing that came to mind was, I don't ever remember Donnie calling home to tell his mom he was spending the night at a buds house, not ever, not even once. I mean did his mom not even care, or did she have so many fucking kids that she couldn't even keep tract as to who slept there and who didnt? Actually, now that I think about it, if all her boys were as wild as Donnie, she probably spent her days praying that they'd each find a place to spend the night.
Donnie gave a little chuckle, then asked about Robbie's rents. "so what time your parents usually get home, maybe we should get the first fuck out of the way now... ya know... just in case you yell too loud when I penetrate you with this thing, and you WILL yell... cause I gotta tell ya, I`m gonna hurt you... real bad... with just the head of my dick alone." Robbie shocked me yet again by finally showing some spirit, some fight, actually putting some uuuummmph back into his lifeless body. "Will you please stop with all this talk about fucking me? You're beginning to make me believe that you really think you're actually going to do that. And, just in case there is a little part of you that really does believe that... let me just say this... OVER MY DEAD BODY, asshole... no way in fucking hell are you sticking that monster up my butt, so just quit that fucking talk already, fucking moron... and just for the record... my rents will be home any minute now, and I spend EVERY Thursday night with them. So suck on that one for awhile, asshole." It was then that I remembered what Mrs. B had told me before leaving that morning. "aaaahhh actually... I forgot to tell you earlier... your mom told me this morning to inform you... that they are having dinner out, then they're attending a movie downtown, and that they will be home late." Wasn't sure right away as to why Donnie began laughing his ass off. It wasn't till Robbie slapped me wicked hard on the side of my face, nearly knocking me to the floor. "You really are a fucking MORON... you are so fucking stupid... you make me sick." Robbie lifted his right arm and made a tight fist, I knew what was coming, I had lived this exact scene a million times before. I was going to get fucking punched out, literally punched out, by my best friend. But this time was different, just as I closed my eyes and raised my arms to protect my face, I heard a thud, it was a fist connecting to flesh, but it wasn't my flesh. I slowly opened my eyes, and saw Robbie laying on the mat beside me, with Donnie standing over him straddling Robbie's head. "Get up asshole, you and your girlfriend here will have to continue this little lovers quarrel another time. Cause we're using up MY time right now... and I have to tell ya, MY time... is priceless." I watched Robbie slowly raise to his feet, a red print on his left cheek resembling a fist. Donnie just giggled like a little kid that had just won his first fight. "Better go put some ice on that, while I change. I'll be working out, and I want you back here to watch me. Like I told you earlier, your days of working out... are all done. You just get to watch from now on. I'll be getting stronger... while you'll be getting flabby. And I really do wanna be there that day ... when that fag Kirk gets to teach you some manners." Robbie stood there taking it all in while rubbing the side of his hurting jaw. Donnie finished his speech, then went to his bag of goodies, removed the black $32.00 jock strap, and began undressing. Within minutes, Donnie was standing in front of Robbie once again. Wearing only the new jock and his dirty white ankle socks. "Strip down to your undies, bitch, then get over there and kneel at the foot of the BowFlex machine, I want you to have birds eye view of me PUMPING my muscles, cocksucker." I could tell Robbie was fit to be tied, just from the look on his face, sore jaw and all. But I gotta tell you in honesty, my eyes were not focused on Robbie's sore jaw for more than a couple of seconds, before they shifted to Donnie's hot body and that fucking sexy jock, filled to the max. Not that Donnie's legs needed any extra attention, but that awesome looking jock complimented his strong legs and tight bubble butt, even more so. Once Donnie was over near the BowFlex and out of ear shot, I turned back to my bud. "listen Robbie, I'm sorry for sputtering out the news about your rents being away tonight, your right... it was wicked stupid of me. I just wan...." My friend interrupted my apology, right in the middle of it. "Shut the fuck up... I just want you to think about ONE thing from here on... everything and I do mean EVERY fucking thing... he does to me, from the moment he first arrived here that night...right up till he's through... I am going to do to YOU... only a fucking HUNDRED times worse. Now, I want you to think about that every fucking day that this shit goes on... One more thing, trust me when I say that if you hadn't video taped me doing shit with him in the first place, I could've and I would've fought the fuck... you hear me, you fucking loser?" It was so typical of Robbie to want to take shit out on me, why? I guess I'll never know, but it goes all the way back to when we were ten or eleven, and his rents would scold him for whatever, he'd come looking for me and beat me up. So I wasn't surprised that he wanted to take this out on me as well, when it was him that invited Donnie over here to use ME, in the first place. I nodded to Robbie, that I heard him loud and clear, knowing that he would do exactly as he said, then I headed for the bathroom to piss.
When I got back, Robbie was kneeling in position, his eyes glued to his former bud, as Donnie worked on his abs. I took a stand on the other side of Donnie and watched as he worked each and every muscle. There was a time when I thought that there wasn't a dude on earth that could even come close to having a body like my idol Robbie. I mean, ya, Donnie may have come close, but he still lacked the muscle definition. Well, not anymore, I can honestly say, that while others played all summer, Donnie must have worked damn hard on building up a body that would surpass his bud Robbie's. Watching Donnie's tight muscles flex and then relax over and over again, made me realize that Donnie was now most definitely the strongest dude at school. Sad thing is, he knew it, I knew it... and now for sure, Robbie knows it, as his eyes locked on Donnie's well pumped biceps. Nearly thirty minutes later, Donnie stood up, looking down at a kneeling Robbie. "I know you'd like to run your fucking queer tongue over these muscles of mine right now, feeling how hot and hard they are... with your hands, but unfortunately for you, we're on a time frame... but don't worry, you'll be feeling my muscles soon enough.... Every fuckin one one of em. You're gonna be squealing like a pig, while the power within me... pins you to the mat... oooh yeeaah, bitch, you'll be trying with all your might, using every fucking muscle in your body just to escape from me, won`t happen though... cause I out muscle you now... big time. My little cock sucking slave boy"
Donnie then inched closer to Robbie, and began brushing that wicked thong type jock right across Robbie's face, slowly, gently, back and forth. The awesome looking pouch was damp with Donnie's sweat, and within seconds it was mashed right into Robbie's lips, nose, and eyeballs. Donnie held Robbie's head right there while he continued grinding left to right, up... then down my buds entire face, not missing an inch. All the while, Donnie's pumped up muscles were dripping sweat down onto Robbie's hair, shoulders, and chest.
After smearing his sweat covered jock pouch all over Robbie's face, including the sides of his cheeks and ears, Donnie lowered his sweaty jock down to his thighs. The friction from grinding his dick and balls into Robbie's face, had Donnie's cock standing straight up, showing off the length, and thickness, not to mention that frigging awesome looking head, thick and shaped like a mushroom. Donnie wrapped his fist around his thick shaft, and lifted his ball sac up to Robbie's lips and held there. He locked eyes with his former friend. "You know you want to, why torture your self by resisting, go ahead... lick my fucking balls, tell ya what.... you do a good job cleaning em... I might let you suck this for a bit... till I'm ready to shove it up your new cunt, bitch"
I could see the anger in Robbie's eyes, it lasted all of sixty seconds, then I saw something else, I saw his eyes locked onto his buds nine inches of thick mean cock, and that wicked awesome cock-head, and they remained locked from that point on. Donnie of course saw it too, and a wide sadistic grin appeared on his face. "You fuckin love it... LOOK AT YOURSELF. Seriously dude? You're in love with my fuckin dick... KISS IT... right on that mean looking HEAD, give my fucking wide piss-slit... a sweet wet kiss... all three of us know you want to... so stop fighting it dude, then after you kiss it ... you can get busy licking the sweat from my huge balls, fuckin queer." I couldn't believe my eyes, without hesitating for even one frigging second, Robbie leaned in and planted a nice long wet kiss... right on the piss-slit of his friends large mushroom shaped knob, even tongued his piss-slit, scooping up a dab of cock-drool while doing so. Then, without even being told to, he took the head of his buds cock between his lips and sucked. He continued sucking the bulbous knob, till Donnie grabbed yet another clump of Robbie's hair and yanked him off the cock-head. Donnie then punched Robbie in the side of the head. The punch wasn't hard enough to leave any marks, but had to have hurt just the same. "Did I give you permission to suck my dick, I don't fucking think so... now do as I said, and this is the last time I'm telling you... LICK ...MY... FUCKING ...BALLS, NOW! Fucking queer faggot."
Robbie first brought his left hand up to the side of his face, and rubbed the red spot where Donnie's fist had connected. Then he lowered his head, stuck out his tongue and placed it on his buds nut-sac. I watched sadly as my friend brushed his tongue over his buds sweat dampened balls, trying hard to cover every inch of the large sac with his tongue, so not to piss off his bud again. Occasionally he'd withdraw his tongue back into his mouth and swallow. I can't describe the look of pride on Donnie's face, but it was obvious that the feeling of power that flowed through Donnie's mind and body, the true feeling of control, and dominance, appeared strongly on his handsome face as he stood straddling his buds head, legs spread wide, fists clenched tightly as he looked down at his bud, and grinned, proudly. "Good job, now that wasn't so bad was it? NOW, I give you permission to suck my dick for a few minutes, you've earned it, but I gotta tell ya, you won't be getting your usual reward. I'm not giving you my hot load of cum... I wanna save it for the grand event, happening in just a few minutes... go ahead, BLOW ME, suck my cock, faggot"
It would appear as though Robbie was finally broken, that last punch to the side of his face, the excellent job he did cleaning his friends large nut-sac, and finally the permission to suck his buds cock, all right in front of me, combined to help break what was once the strongest and most popular jock at school. It was almost as though Donnie was trying to piss his bud off. Trying to drive him to the edge, as he grabbed another fistful of Robbie's hair and roughly yanked his buds head away from his cock. After many moments of working his friends shaft, lathering it all up, Robbie was yanked away from his loving bone, and like an angry lion, Robbie gritted his teeth and growled. "What's with the fucking hair pulling, can't you just say what you want without pulling my fucking hair out? That fucking hurts wicked every time you do it, and its pissing me right the fuck off" Donnie, not in the least bit intimidated by his friends angry out burst, smiled down at his bud, then lifting his right leg, he pressed his right foot... covered in the same dirty sock he'd worn for the last couple of days, right into Robbie s face, covering his buds mouth and nose. Adding to Robbie's misery, Donnie used the foot to push his buds head downward, till Robbie's upper body was now bent over so far backwards, that the back of his head was touching the mat. My buds body from his knees to his neck, was stretched out backwards, showing off his tight body to the max. I imagined that the extreme position his upper body was in had to be more than just a little painful. However, if Robbie's face was showing any pain, neither Donnie nor I could see it, simply because Donnie's entire foot was covering Robbie's face, holding Robbie's head down tightly against the mat. Seeing Donnie's leg muscles flex every few minutes told me that Robbie was fighting and desperately trying to lift his head. Donnie only grinned, and then began alternating his damp sock covered toes between my buds nose and his lips, roughly grinding them in, causing his new bitch to try even harder to escape. After a few moments, Donnie concentrated mostly on the lips, grinding his dirty sock covered toes very hard, trying to pry his friends lips apart, so that he could force the damp toes into Robbie's mouth. This went on for at least ten minutes if not a little longer. Finally, Robbie gave up the fight, then every other minute we'd hear Robbie let out a groan, mostly due to the uncomfortable position he was in. Shortly there after, the begging began, the words coming out of Robbie's mouth were of course slightly muffled, but what few words we could descramble sounded like the following. "Com-on, man... this is so uncomfortable... it's killing me, and your fucking sock smells... and tastes disgusting. Come-on Donnie... please, dude? You gotta let me up... please, man... please!" Donnie, was again getting off on torturing his former best bud. "What's that you're saying, faggot? Kinda hard to understand you, with you SUCKING on my toes and all. Tell ya what though, when you're ready to tell me how badly you want me to fuck your brains out... I'll let you up and we can get at it, how's that sound?"
After several more minutes of having his dirty socks sucked clean, first the right foot, then the left, Donnie lifted his foot from my friends face and planted it on his neck. Placing his friend in a position where he could be easily choked, if Donnie, didn't get his way. "So queer-boy, you ready to speak... or should I add a little more pressure? Totally up to you, dude. I mean so far... I am soooo enjoying this. I love hearing you begging... get off on it actually... see how hard I am... that's from listening to you plead with me, to pleeeaassse let you up. I'm fucking loving this power I have over you now, not to mention the total control. So what's it gonna be, faggot... you must be hurting pretty bad all stretched out like that, huh? You ready to ask me nicely... to FUCK YOUR BRAINS OUT?" With the last few words being literally screamed at him, Robbie once again began sobbing. "Noooo, I swear dude, you are not going to put that monster of yours inside my butt... so forget it. You'll have to kill me first." Damn, now this is the Robbie I know and love. His words brought a huge smile to my face, even caused me to throw my fist up in the air in triumph, which when he looked up and noticed, pissed Donnie off big time. "I wouldn't be standing there with that smile on my face if I were you. I may be busy breaking this cock sucker here, but I have a mean brother that would give anything to spend an hour alone with YOU." Gotta tell ya, the dude knew how to bring a person down alright, I mean I frigging crashed. Donnie then looked down into the eyes of his bud. "You called my bluff... you knew I wouldn't choke you... I enjoy that throat of yours waaay too much to risk damaging it now. But, you're gonna be staying in that painful position you're in. And... you're gonna be sucking my butt at the same time... fucking queer." With that said, Donnie quickly turned around and squatted over Robbie's face. Lowering that bare awesome looking bubble butt directly on top of Robbie's face, pinning his head to the mats, and tightly smothering his buds face, till Robbie's fists began pounding Donnie's well muscled thighs. Donnie then lifted his butt up, looked over his shoulder and smiled broadly. "Do me a favor, man, give my butt some tongue... lots of it... if you don't mind." Then without even giving Robbie a chance to plead, Donnie slammed his bare butt back down onto Robbie's face, rearranging it several times, wanting to allow his bud to have easy access to the crack. I wondered, since this was the first time ever that Robbie's face was this close to another dude's bare butt, what was going through his mind. I mean he had to be totally freaked right about now. To make matters much worse, Donnie was demanding he feel some tongue. Lifting his beautiful butt once again, and looking over his shoulder, down at his latest conquest, Donnie began yelling. "TONGUE, YOU QUEER BITCH... TONGUE!" Within a minute or so, a huge evil grin spread across Donnie's face while he moaned softly. "ooooohh fucking yessss... YES, YES, YEESSS...suck my ass you fucking faggot. Ooooh sweet... soooo fucking sweeeeet" A few minutes past, before Donnie allowed his slave to breathe again. Lifting himself up a few inches, he didn't even bother asking if Robbie had a change of heart. It was obvious that Donnie was loving this new act being performed on him by his former bud. Robbie struggling to catch his breath, tried giving in to his tormentor. "Please Donnie... I've had enough... I can't take any mo..." My friends words were cut short, as the king of evil decided he had found a brand new sex act that he enjoyed immensely. Just before slamming his butt back onto his friends face, he looked over his shoulder and yelled once again. "Shut the fuck up... I want more tongue... and I want it deeper, way deeper." Donnie had apparently never had an experience quite like this before, and if the look of pure power on his face meant anything, then having someone's tongue up his butt would now surely become a favorite pastime. Unfortunately for me, Robbie had discovered this ultimate feeling long before his bud, and it took sitting on my face more than a few times for me to stop struggling, and just accept it as another submissive role for me to adjust to. Which I guess is why there was no sense of pity within me for my idol. Donnie enjoyed riding his friends face so much, that I had to literally yell at him, reminding him, that Robbie needed air. Again, Donnie begrudgingly raised his awesome looking bubble butt an inch or so. Allowing Robbie to breathe, while Donnie just stared off into space, not saying a word, closing his eyes several times as though he was in pure ecstasy. Robbie, for the most part, just struggled with his breathing, attempting to plead with his former friend, but only single words came out and not one of them made much sense. "Donnie... I can't... pleeeeaaase .... I will.... would you... ooooh man... I..." That's all the time he was allowed, before Donnie, slammed down hard on his friends face. Whispering as though his bud could hear him. "more tongue... go deeper" This scene in my opinion lasted way too long, before Donnie came back to earth. I tried to tell him that I'm pretty sure that Robbie was trying to submit, was ready to give in, but Donnie only glared at me. "Shut up faggot, he had his chance, now we'll fuck... when I'm ready." I didn't get it, I thought Donnie was waiting so patiently for his bud to submit and beg to be fucked. But since he experienced his first butt worship from his new bitch, his mind seemed to be off in la la land. Then suddenly he began bouncing up and down, knowing damn well that this would of course add more pain to Robbie's stretched out body. It just seemed that Donnie did not want to let go of the power trip he was feeling at the moment. He loved having his awesome butt literally worshiped by his former jock buddy., and he just wasn't ready to come down from that high.
When he finally realized, when it finally sank into his evil mind, that his super popular jock friend was now his to OWN, to DOMINATE to CONTROL one hundred percent, that the once king of jocks, was now his own cock-sucking, butt-munching, rich, BITCH, he lifted his butt, and allowed his slave-boy to breathe and speak. "Whatever you have to say, make it quick" Robbie, first struggled to regain his normal breathing pattern. Then the words started tumbling out, but still not quite understandable. "I... you... give... I mean... I..." "What the ... FUUCKKK are you saying? ... Spit it out, bitch... NOW" I felt that maybe I should stand in as a translator, but being yelled at half a dozen times by each jock boy already today, I decided it might be healthier for me... if I just kept my mouth shut.
It took a few moments for Robbie to get his act together, but other than the pain from being stretched for so long, and the humiliation he was suffering, he finally was somewhat back to normal. "Please let me up, dude, my body is like all numb and shit, I swear I can't even move my legs at all. I'll do whatever you want... I can't take this shit any more... you're way too fucking strong for me. Whatever you want, I'll do it... just please let me up...please" The sadistic grin had returned to Donnie's face, as he raised his arms and flexed his huge rounded guns. He dismounted his slaves handsome, jock-boy face, and reaching down he grabbed a tight fistful of Robbie's hair and brought his bitch to his knees, in front of his naked, powerful, seventeen year old jock body. There wasn't even one nasty word from Robbie about his hair being yanked so roughly, he simply knelt there, with his head hung in shame. Completely broken, and humiliated at what he had just been put through. He knew what he had to say, and this just added to the humiliation. He also knew that after these words about to leave his mouth, his life, his world as he knew it, would never be the same again.
Donnie stood over him like a golden Gladiator once stood over his conquered opponent, hard legs spread wide, showing off those thick leg muscles, and that over all well muscled body that most teenagers wouldn't achieve till their early twenties. The exception of course being Robbie himself, who worked his body just as hard since he was twelve years old. Donnie took hold of his semi hard shaft and slapped Robbie in the face with it several times. "Don't keep me waiting, bitch. You know what I wanna hear... so let's have it, and I want you looking up, at me, so I can see the humility in your eyes... as you submit to me one hundred percent... go ahead, let me hear the words I've been waiting for." Robbie, knelt there like a sad puppy kneels at his masters feet, when he knows he's going to be punished. "Dude, I can't fight you, you're too strong... so ok... I'm begging you to use me as your bitch... I beg you to fuck my face whenever you have the need... I beg you to fuck my brains out... as often as you want. But I soooo fucking plead with you not to do any of this in front of others... I beg you to keep this a secret between the three of us.... Please" Donnie looked down and gave his bud a wicked smirk, and at the same time slapped him in the face twice with his dick. Now WICKED hard, from listening to Robbie submit to him, while begging. "first off, I don't promise you shit... but then again, who am I to stop you from beating the fuck out of anyone at school... that gives you any crap... for sucking my dick... ya know? Just as long as you don't beat them up on MY time. I like that you finally admit openly, that I'm waaaay fucking stronger than you... I like how you're begging me to fuck your brains out... but that was gonna happen anyway... even if you hadn't begged me... I just wanted to hear it in front of a witness... so you don't cry rape afterwards... and what better witness than your longtime pussy friend. I meant what I said earlier, no more working out for you from now on. I don't want you trying to out muscle me. You might get this dumb fucking idea in your head that if you get stronger... you can reverse the tables on me... not gonna happen... not ever. From now on... like I said... I'll be working out down here on MY BowFlex every day after school, while you kneel at my feet... and watch your Master at work." Donnie then focused on me. "You go fetch the video cam and get it ready... and grab the lube out of my over night bag. I'm gonna have you lube your friends ass, while he lubes my dick... like a good little bitch does for her man." I could tell that Robbie was more than just a little nervous, as well as being wicked pissed off. He had the jitters big time all the while I greased his butt. I knew he was probably going to yell at me once again, but I really wanted to ease his nervousness some. I wanted to let him know from experience what to expect, while being fucked. So I waited till Donnie went to piss, then I began whispering to Robbie, while easing my lubed fingers into him gently. "Listen up, dude, I have to get this out quickly, before he returns. It's going to hurt of course, but the thing is... if you fight it... it's going to hurt a lot more for a lot longer... so the trick is ease your muscles and..." Just as I was about to add more lube to my fingers, and right in the middle of trying to ease my friends mind a little, Robbie turned around quickly and punched me hard in the side of my head, and as I was going down he punched me again. "Shut the fuck up, I don't need your queer fucking advice... and that right there is just a little sample of what you're going to receive when I finally get you alone. I wouldn't be in this fucking mess... if it wasn't for you, you fucking queer faggot."
I was flat out on the mats with Robbie straddling me, his arm raised high, his fist tightened hard, and I couldn't even shield my face or head, and I knew it was going to hurt real fucking bad, so once again I closed my eyes. Then out from no where, Donnie grabbed Robbie's arm before it slammed into my face. "tisk, tisk, tisk... didn't I just get through telling you... you don't get to beat-up anyone on MY time... and in case you aren't aware... this just happens to be... MY time" Again grabbing a tight fistful of Robbie's hair, Donnie pulled him off me, and yanked him up to his knees, punching him twice in the abs. "telling ya dude... when I get through breaking you completely? I'm gonna use you as a punching bag for a while... just so you know what it's like to be punched around by somebody stronger than you. Now don't get me wrong... I'm not defending your little bitch there... but the little cunt hasn't done anything but try to help you... and since he's also helping me by lubing your tight ass... and working the cam while I fuck you... I need him... and I need him conscious. So while he's working for me... leave him the fuck alone... got it? Now get busy lubing my dick, bitch" I pulled my self up off the mats, just in time to see Robbie jump to his feet, and take a swing at Donnie. Yelling at him as he swung. "why you gotta keep pulling my fucking hair... fuck you... and fuck your rules." Robbie's fist connected a solid punch to Donnie's head, and fuck, that punch literally sent Donnie backwards about a yard, and then down he went. As a stunned Donnie started picking himself up, Robbie was there with a wicked punch to Donnie's chest, another to Donnie's abs, and another solid punch to Donnie's head. I thought for sure that Donnie was out as he like in slow motion, hit the mat, stretched out on his back. Robbie straddled the dudes chest, and began pummeling Donnie's face and head, while I just stood there in a daze rubbing my jaw where Robbie's fist struck, wondering what the fuck just happened. Like I said, I thought Donnie was out cold, I know I would have been, especially once I was down and taking a barrage of punches from the likes of Robbie. But not only was Donnie still awake. Hurting a wee bit to be sure, but he somehow was able to throw Robbie off him, even while Robbie was pummeling his face and head, with some pretty hard blows. I watched as the two of them began rolling around on the mats. First Robbie was on top, then Donnie was on top, each trying to out muscle and out punch the other. Then Donnie managed to wrap his legs around Robbie's waist, and that was that. Donnie didn't waste any time applying enough muscle to have Robbie screaming out a submission, but that didn't stop Donnie from adding even more muscle. Robbie began struggling to breathe, before Donnie let him go.
Donnie just rolled the two of them over, till he was on top of Robbie's back. He then applied a full nelson, till he was firmly on top. Donnie used his legs to spread Robbie's legs wide. Then rather than leave his own legs in between those of his buds, which I figured is where they should be if he was going to fuck Robbie, he wrapped his pythons over the top of Robbie's and his ankles wrapped under the ankles of Robbie. Pinning his bud helplessly beneath him. I approached and asked Donnie a wicked stupid question. "hey, thanks for saving me by the way... but I have to ask... how am I supposed to continue lubing Robbie's butt if you're on top of him like this?" "You're not... After that little stint, I'm gonna fuck him dry... I want him to feel the pain... every fucking bit of it... I wanna hurt him real fuckin bad... and I'm going to. Remove my socks from my feet... we're gonna use them to keep him from waking the neighbors or his own rents later on... when they're home and sleeping. I tell ya, I'm gonna fuck him all night long... maybe three or four times before morning." As I stood over the two, it was clear that Donnie looked the worse of the two. With a cut over his eye, another on his lip, and several red marks on his face, which were sure to be black and blue bruises within a few hours. Robbie, began groaning a little as Donnie applied more muscle while tightening his full nelson. "you're fucking lucky, man... the only reason I'm not punching your fucking lights out right now? ... Is because I want you awake... wide awake... to feel the pain my dick is gonna put you through." As I went back and pulled Donnie's well worn socks off his feet, a strange thought entered my mind. I was wondering how he was going to insert his cock into Robbie's butt from the position they were in, but was afraid to ask, in case it was just another stupid question, I was already over my quota for stupid questions for one day. I brought the dirty socks up front and laid them down a few feet in front of their heads. As I was about to grab the video cam, Donnie told me to place the socks right under Robbie's nose till we were ready for them. My first thought was eeeewwww yuck, but then I felt my jaw, which still hurt, and chuckled as I placed them as close to my buds nostrils as I could, within a hair to be exact. I sat Indian style right next to the two jocks, cam ready to catch the action. I didn't have to wait long, before Donnie began grinding his body into Robbie's. "Get up here, moron... I want you to get our faces, then get some of me humping him, it's gonna take me a little while to get my dick in him, but I'm a pro when it comes to fucking... so once I get into humping this bitch, it won't be all that long before I penetrate him real good." Fucking Robbie began groaning like crazy just hearing Donnie's words. Which caused both Donnie and me to start laughing big time. Donnie was actually laughing so hard he couldn't even get the words out without laughing between each word, as he began talking trash to Robbie. "What... the ... futt... I mean ... what... the ...fuck... Are ...you groaning ...about...bitch? My... dick isn't ... even near... your hole yet" Once Donnie's laughter was under control, he resumed humping his friend. I watched Donnie's hard body as it rode atop my buds. One hot and hard muscle boy riding and grinding his thick wicked hard cock along the crack of another muscle boys ass, then up and over the hump of his friends bubble butt and back again, over and over for like twenty minutes. Each of the jocks bodies, glistened with a thin sheen of perspiration, as their tight muscles flexed. The light sheen of sweat complimented each of their hot bodies, big time. Robbie, still fighting his former friends desire to fuck him, tried lifting himself in an attempt to throw Donnie off him. This was so frigging hot, as he had attempted this several times with each attempt ending in the same result, Donnie lifting his butt up slightly, then slamming back down and thrusting his dick wicked hard along Robbie's tight crack, causing him to groan, and beg Donnie to let him up. "aaaahhh... ooooohhh fuck... oooh fuuccckk... pleeeaaassse, man... please let me up?" "Fuck you, fag, FUCK... UUUUU.... You haven't even felt a tiny ounce of pain YET, bitch. So just relax and enjoy the weight of my muscles riding you. Besides... you fuckin love my dick... you even admitted it. You've felt the power of it drilling you a new throat, and we both know how much you loved having my entire cock inside your mouth, no matter how much you pretended not to. Now it's time for me to power drill you a new cunt. Yeeeaaah... this is where I take your fucking cherry, and listen to you scream your fucking lungs out from the feel of my thick shaft as it drills and drills and drills and continues to drill itself deep, deep, deeper into the bowels of your very sole." These words only caused another fruitless attempt by Robbie to lift his hot body, and throw the way tougher jock-boy on top of him, off. Donnie let out a little giggle, just before he flexed every muscle in his body and slammed his weight back down on top of his former bud, this time however, his rigid cock stood straight out, and like a well adjusted magnet, the thick bulbous head of Donnie's cock zeroed right in at the intended target, plunging two to three inches deep, and roughly penetrated Robbie's hot butt, just as the weight of Donnie's muscles flattened and loosened up it's wicked tight new cunt.
Donnie was right, the earth shattering scream escaping Robbie's mouth sounded more like an evacuation siren, then a yelp from a little pain. Yet the sounds coming from Donnie were just the opposite. "Oooooohhhh ....fuckin sweeeet... how do you like my cock now, biotch... you like the FEEL of it INSIDE you?... HUH? Do you? You're gonna like it even more... cause you only have maybe three inches up in you... that leaves six to go, so enjoy the fucking ride of your life, cause I know I will... FUCKING FAGGOT." With Robbie yelling so loudly, and not quite sure what time his rents would be home, Donnie ordered me to place one of his dirty socks into Robbie's mouth to help muffle the sound. "Did you get all of that on vid... everything?" I nodded yes, and stood back quickly as yet another retching scream left Robbie's mouth. Donnie had given his helpless bitch another inch of his well muscled dick. "oooooh yesssssss... yessss... ooooh fucking eeeehhh, ...is it starting to feel good... huh? That's another inch inside you, faggot. Five more to go. Ooooooh, dude... your butt feels sooooo nyyyyce and tight... soooo sweeeet. You sure you're not enjoying this as much as I am? ... ok queer-boy stick one of my socks into his mouth... don`t want his rents walking in, or these sounds of happiness from him waking up the neighborhood, now do we?" I did as told, and while Robbie had his mouth opened wide, yelling his head off, I stuffed Donnie's well worn sock inside Robbie's mouth, toes first. Of course he started to spit it out but I was way ahead of him. Without even being told by Donnie, I had a piece of grey duct tape already waiting. With the sweat dampened sock now inside Robbie's mouth and secured, the yelling and screaming was now stifled. I looked down at Robbie's pleading eyes, begging me to pull Donnie off him. I admit I felt some pity for him, but rather than help him, I whispered words down at him that he didn't want to hear. "Where was my best friend, when it was Donnie on top of ME?" A chuckled response came from Donnie. "Where was he, you ask... I can answer that for him... he was way too busy selling your ass... he knows how much I love to fuck new pussies... so at school the other day... he offered me you... plus fifty bucks as a bonus if I fucked you hard... and mercilessly, just like I'm going to do to him now, to make up for these new battle scars on my face." Within seconds after those words left Donnie's mouth, I witnessed Donnie's beautiful bubble butt raise up slightly, with his thick cock head remaining inside Robbie's over stuffed hole. I also watched closely as Donnie flexed his butt muscles and then give a wicked thrust forward, causing another muffled yell from Robbie. Donnie pressed his lips to Robbie's left ear. "I'm pretty sure we can call that another inch or so... whatdaya think, bud?" Although Robbie was unable to answer his friend, the muffled cries and his bulging eyes, said it all. Donnie kept his lips close to Robbie's left ear, as the softly whispered questions continued. "How's my sweaty sock tasting right about now... you loving that taste...hmmmm? ...You getting it nice and clean for me...huh? You like sucking on my dirty sock? ...Are you ready for the other one... or should we wait till you receive another inch or two?" Again the only response from my bud was muffled yelps and bulging eyes. Another a few seconds went by, before Donnie once again raised his hot butt, and slammed back down mercilessly. "aaaah fuck... ooooohhhh, man...DAMN... I think you just took two more inches of my power tool... I bet that fucking hurt like a bitch...huh?" The muffled sounds coming from Robbie, were a notch or two louder. Bringing a satisfying grin to an otherwise straining expression on Donnie's face, as his soft whispers continued. "oooooh man... you are soooo fucking tight... and I sooo fucking wish I could hear you begging me right now... but I just can't risk being thrown out of your house by your rents, right in the middle of such an awesome fuck... you know what I'm saying? ... Although it would be kinda hot, in a wicked way... if they were to come home and see me pinning their jock-boy son to his own fucking mats... taking his fucking precious cherry from him... don't you think?" At the rate Donnie was going, I figured he probably had all but maybe three inches buried inside his buds tight ass. So possibly two more hard thrusts, and Donnie's thick black pubes would be pressed tightly against Robbie's smooth bubble butt. Both jocks now had a heavy sheen of sweat covering their well muscled bodies, complimenting their olive skin, both appearing so wicked fucking hot. With Donnie's sexy black hair looking as though he just stepped from the shower, and those pearly whites so perfectly even, I was left wondering why this hunky looking jock never aroused me quite the way he was doing now. While standing there gazing at the two athletic hunks, Donnie lifted his awesome looking ass, and I watched yet again as his butt muscles flexed, showing off the cute twin dimples just as his hips gave one mighty thrust. At this point the muffled sounds coming from Robbie were much louder, and I received the order to add the second sock. As I was removing the tape from my buds mouth, I again witnessed the strain on Donnie's face, it was so obvious now that Robbie was fighting him every inch of the way. Placing Donnie's second dirty ankle sock within my friends mouth was even easier then the first one. His face was bright red, and wet with tears from the pain. I'm sure by now, that he wished he had listened to me and fought the tough childhood friend, in the first place. I mean he probably still would have lost the fight, but at least his friend would still have some respect for him, and it may have kept Donnie from fucking with him to begin with. I'm also very sure at this point, that he sooo regretted involving his street thug friend in the first place.
With the second sock secured, all was quiet. Not a sound was heard, not even when Donnie gave his bud the final inch or so. Well except for the soft moans, and whispers escaping Donnie's mouth. "Shiiiiiit.....ooooooh... fucking eeeehhhh.... You've got it all, bitch... aaaaahhh fuck.... You've got every last inch of me... buried so deep inside you... how's it feel, huh? You loving that cock NOW? Fucking fag. How do my thick pubes feel against your smooth butt... nice?... Guess what?... Now the fun begins... not that stuffing your wicked tight butt with my huge dick... inch by fucking inch wasn't fun... but now... NOW, I'm gonna ride you for real... like you're some fucking wild horse needing to be broken... needing to learn to submit to it's master."
I watched as Donnie untangled his ankles from Robbie's, he even unfolded his arms from around his buds shoulders, releasing Robbie from the full nelson hold. He did however place a forearm under Robbie's neck as though preparing a sleeper hold, just in case it was needed. Donnie then once again whispered into his buds ear. "there you go, dude... I've just made it easy for you to fight this all you want, you can give it your best... go ahead and buck, try to bridge yourself... try anything you fucking want, to throw me off... just keep one thing in mind, I've already got your cherry... all that's left is for me to breed you... and I'll be doing that a few times before morning... I can assure you of that... since I've already dumped countless heavy loads of my cum into your belly... My plan now is to fill this end with my precious cum... So that by the time I'm through with you... your fucking pores will be leaking my sperm rather than sweat... how's that sound... my little butt-licker" With his entire dick still buried to his pubes in Robbie's butt, Donnie, began humping. He started out slowly, just riding Robbie's beautiful smooth butt back and forth, never really exiting the tight hole all the way, just to the ridge of his thick knob... then slowly drove it back home, over and over. However, within five minutes, Donnie qickened his pace, and soon after that, he was fucking his buds ass mercilessly. It was such a wicked hot scene, and Robbie took advantage of his new freedom to fight this, and fight he did. He bucked alright, and he bridged many times as well. He did everything Donnie told him to do, he definitely tried everything in his power to throw his former bud off him, using every muscle in his body. It was all for nothing, the only thing that came about was a fresh grin to Donnie's face, one of power and control, as he rode his friends ass, harder, faster, and more sadistically with each passing minute. I watched as the hunky jock-boy body on top, withdrew nearly all the way, and before you could blink an eye, he had already slammed his thick cock all the way to his thick black pubes, impaling his bud for a fraction of a second before doing it all over again. Watching the thick muscles of Donnie, expand to their max, with each and every powerful thrust, was one incredible show all by itself. I had a hard time keeping my eyes off his wicked hot legs each time their muscles flexed against Robbie's.
Although I couldn't hear him very well, it was clear from the constant uuummmpphhs, and other indescribable sounds, that Robbie was feeling the pain. By now, he had stopped fighting, but it took a while for him to realize that under the circumstances... he was no challenge against his friend on top. I guess it could be said, that the fight had been fucked out of him. The sadistic, merciless thrusts in and out of his buds ass, had Donnie sweating profusely by the time he was ready to nut. After nearly fifteen minutes of fucking his friend non stop, Donnie's hips gave one wicked hard thrust, he then lifted his head, threw it back, closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, yanked Robbies head up from the mat, with a fistful of hair, and through gritted teeth, he growled and moaned like a lion. "Grrrrrrrrrrrr.... Aaaaahhhhh... Ooooooohh fuccckkk... oooooohhh fuck, take it...take my fuckin seed up your new cunt, cock-suckkker." Donnie kept his bud pinned to the mat, still impaled, as he humped slowly, milking the last drops of sperm from his cock-head. Then he lifted his head again and looked up at me. "Did you get it all... did you get every fucking minute of it?" I was in awe, and I admit it, with my mouth agap, I looked into his eyes and gave him my answer. "I didn't get every fucking minute, man... I got every fucking second of it. All right here in this little video cam." Donnie grinned then gave me another order. "Take the gag out of his mouth... I'm sure my socks are clean by now" "But what if he screams? I mean I think I heard his parents come home like five minutes ago." Donnie shook his head slowly. "Naaah, he won't yell, I don't seriously think he wants his parents coming down those stairs while his new cunt is getting used." He then pressed his mouth against Robbie's ear. "I gotta tell you, bitch, that was theeee best fuck I've ever had, and incase you didn't feel my cock throbbing inside you... I want you to know... I fucking shot a gallon of hot creamy thick cum inside you." While Donnie was busy telling his latest conquest, how much cum was buried in his butt, I got down on the mat, and gently pulled the tape off my buds mouth, trying hard as hell, not to add more pain. After pulling one sock out of his mouth, Robbie quickly spat out the second one, then continued spitting, for several moments. Then being the ungrateful friend he has always been, Robbie gave me the coldest look ever. "I'm gonna make your life soooo fucking miserable, your gonna wish you were never born, trust me." I gulped, then quickly moved a few feet away from him. Knowing Robbie as well as I do, I knew he'd keep his word, I then said a silent prayer, I prayed that Donnie wouldn't tire too quickly of getting head from his bud, or fucking his new cunt. Donnie rested while still laying on top of his bud, and maybe fifteen minutes later he was ready to fuck again. Meanwhile, all throughout the entire fifteen minutes of rest, Robbie pleaded and begged for Donnie to get off him. "Come-on, man, you gotta let me up, I'm fucking hurting bad." Donnie didn't budge, he only snickered. "I don't gotta do shit, man, so just chill for a few. Besides, you're gonna be hurting a little bit more, shortly. I'm gonna be fucking my new twat again, in a few. After that, we'll take a longer rest before I fuck you a third time... sound good?" Robbie, wasn't happy one tiny bit. "Please Donnie... I can't go through that again... you're too fucking big, man. No way can I live through it all again. Please, please, just fuck my mouth whenever you want... do whatever else you wanna do to me... just please don't stick me with that monster again... I'll do anything you say....fucking anything... just don't fuck me again... I'm begging you." Donnie remained quiet and listened till Robbie was done with his pleading. "You should have thought about all this, dude... before you attempted to punch my face in. Too late now... and by the way... I still get to do whatever I fucking want with you... and to you. But I really love hearing you beg me... so you can continue if you want."
Like I said, just about fifteen minutes later, Donnie was ready to go a second time. He dismounted Robbie's back, then turned his bud over, so that Robbie was now laying on his back. Donnie then lifted his friends legs high, and rested them on his own shoulders. He scooted himself in closer to Robbie's new cunt, then winked down at his bud. "think we'll change the view... this time, I wanna be looking in your eyes each time I thrust into you. Thing is, it's not gonna hurt as much this time, cause first off, inside your butt is now coated with my thick sperm, plus your ass is still a little numb from the first time... so the pain won't be nearly as bad. Besides, either this time around, or halfway through the third time... you're gonna start enjoying it as much as I do...or almost as much... then again who knows... maybe even way more than I do. I can promise you this though... before we leave for school tomorrow, your butt without my thick cock in it... is gonna itch some... it's gonna drive you crazy... so crazy... that by the end of classes... you'll be begging me... only thing is, you won't be begging me to pull out....ooooh no... your song will have different words to it.... You'll be begging me to stick it in... not pull it out. Imagine if you can... this time tomorrow night you'll be begging me alright ... but you'll be begging me to fuck your new cunt... believe it" Again I held the mini cam-corder, and began recording, starting with Donnie's first thrust, as he slammed a little more than half his cock into the still painful butt of his childhood friend. By the second thrust, Donnie roughly, and sadistically slammed home, all the way to his dark curly pubes. This of course caused Robbie to yelp out loud, from the painful impalement, bringing a huge smile to Donnie's face. "Yeeaaah... go ahead, bitch... yell again... I don't think your mom heard that one...yell one more time...maybe we can get both your rents down here... to witness for themselves that their once strong, handsome son, is now nothing more than a submissive bitch for his friend Donnie to use and abuse." I guess that was all Robbie needed to hear, as he immediately closed his eyes, gritted his teeth and groaned more quietly. Donnie continued smiling down at the latest notch to his bed post. Watching his bud, rapidly shake his head back and forth, gritting his teeth, trying desperately to hold in the painful yelps, as the hard nine inch cock mercilessly pistoned in and out. Donnie's hard as rock frame, with muscles glistening with perperation, leaned over Robbie's chest, glared down into those totally submissive eyes and ordered his bitch to open wide. Once Robbie complied, Donnie spat in his buds mouth several times, then smiled once again down into the eyes of his newest conquest. "Swallow... then tell how me how much you love the taste of my spit, fucking queer bitch. Tell me how much you love the feel of my cock... fucking your brains out." Donnie sooo loved humiliating his friend, especially in front of me, and now more recently, in front of other students from our school, as well. Maybe Robbie felt by obeying his friend, Donnie would ease up on the wicked painful thrusts, or maybe my bud decided it was time to just totally submit one hundred percent. But, whatever the reason, my bud crossed the line, he gave in to the tougher jock, and spoke the words of a true bitch. "I'm liking the taste of your spit, I guess I'm getting used to it, and to be honest, its disgusting... but it dont really taste that bad anymore. As for your monster dick... you're right, the pain isn't as severe as it was the first time... but it still hurts bad... do you have to be so wicked sadistic... can't you please give me a break and ease up a little... pleeeeaaase?" Donnie turned his head towards me, and as though someone had just handed him a million dollars, his face lit up like a Christmas tree, showing off those pearly whites "Yeeeaaah, I broke him... I fucking broke him... just like a fucking tooth-pick. All that's left is for him to start begging... begging for more of my cock, more of my spit... begging me to piss in his mouth." Again, he leaned over. Grinning straight down into his buds eyes. "Maybe....just maybe... before I begin fucking you a third time tonight... if you BEG me to fuck you? Maybe, I'll give you a break... and not fuck you as wildly as these first two times, but for now, I'm already on a roll... and I have a need... a need to fuck you... even harder." AND, so he did. I tilted the video cam, aiming it at his lower body to show just how hard he was pummeling Robbie's butt. The scene was so frigging hot, as Donnie's thick cock slammed it's way all the way in, then nearly all the way out, but not quite. The pace was so fast and so rough, that even I became a little verbal. "eeeeewwwww damn, that has to frigging hurt... oooowwww ... ooooh man." I aimed the lense back to Donnie's own wicked hot bubble butt, as it flexed it's tight muscles with each thrust, but it was Donnie's thick well toned thigh muscles, that I focused on the most. They were so hard, and the thin sheen of sweat only complimented their shape and beauty. I tilted the cam a wee bit lower to Donnie's awesome looking calves, then back up to his sexy hips as they hammered back and forth, pounding Robbie's ass, mercilessly. Then in a flash, faster than a blink of an eye, Donnie pulled out, rolled Robbie up till he resembled a big ball, and with Robbie's butt now staring up at the ceiling, Donnie straddled it, and began fucking straight down into it, even harder, even a little faster if that's at all possible. With this new position, and new pace, Donnie didn't last more than a few minutes, before throwing his head back, closing his eyes and began moaning softly. "Aaahhhh... ooooohhh mannnnn... you feel my cock throbbing inside you, bitch? ... huh, do ya? ... It's pumping another awesome load deep within your new cunt... ya take it....take it... take it... fucking pussy" When Donnie pulled out a few minutes later, Robbie immediately rolled onto his side in a fetal position, and began softly sobbing. Donnie used the power of his legs and bare feet to roll his bud over onto his back. He then straddled Robbie's upper chest, lifted his head up from the mat with a fistful of hair, and inserted the cum coated mushroom shaped head of his semi-hard dick into his buds mouth. "Now clean it, you fucking faggot" Nearly an hour went by before Donnie was ready to fuck his new cunt a third time. Meanwhile, he insisted that we all watch the awesome video, which of course humiliated Robbie to tears all over again. To say that the video was hot, is a wicked understatement, as I said before, watching a well muscled jock-boy totally dominate, degrade, humiliate, and mercilessly fuck another muscle boy... is so way beyond HOT. I was told that because the first two video scenes came out so awesome, I wouldn't have to record the third one, and was actually allowed to go to sleep. Before nodding off, I watched as Donnie forced his bud to lean over the BowFlex, as Robbie pleaded with his friend. "Please, dude, not on my BowFlex"
Donnie laughed. "you're right, man, not on YOUR BowFlex... on MY BowFlex. Now if my memory serves me right, we made a little deal earlier... and I can`t wait to hear you BEG me .... to FUCK you" I tried staying awake, but quickly fell asleep listening to my hero, beg his friend to fuck him. "Please, Donnie... would you please fuck me" "who are you... and what is it you're asking me to fuck?" "I'm your new bitch... and I'm beggin you to fuck my new cunt" "Well since you're asking so nicely... besides, how can I say NO to our schools new SLUT?" The next morning when I awoke, I immediately turned over on my side to check on Robbie. I didn't have to look too far, Donnie was sitting up on the free weight bench, straddling it, his hands were buried in Robbie's hair, pushing up and down on Robbie's head, as my bud knelt there in front of the toughest seventeen year old jock in our entire school.