Taylor had been pushed around, called names and even hit by Davis since he was in first grade.
Davis the bigger of the two looked like a bully. He had a skin head hair cut since he was a kid. His older brothers looked the same and were known bullies in thier respective schools.
Even his Father looked and acted mean even when he was with the three boys.
Davis knew better then to run away always standing up to the bully despite repeated name calling, punches and other abuse over the years. His father taught him to box but he didn't want to fight Davis.
And as time went on he even fournd himself thinking of Davis when he masturbated. The bully had a nice smooth body, growing biceps and large round nipples. Taylor had seen him in the locker room many times and tried to look away but there was something that made him look and look again.
Davis had large buttocks, smooth and tight. His thighs were thick and his shoulders muscled. It was no wonder that the football coach recruited him during the freshman year to play on the varsity team. He was of course a tackle.
As years passed, nothing changed. Taylor and Davis grew older along with their classmates. Taylor found some satisfaction in being one of the school paper and yearbook photographers...taking photos of various school team athletes. And that included Davis. He didn't like it and even threatened Taylor if the photos didn't look good.
"OK faggot tell me what you want me to do" he would say. And Taylor took delight in having Davis and the others pose differently then usual. They posed in nothing but towels, shirtless practice sessions as well as the usual uniformed poses.
"Hey faggot, liked naked didn't you?" It was late Friday night as Taylor left the school and hiked across the football field and into the wooded area on the way home.
It was Davis and a couple of his usual friends. They grabbed Taylor. He struggled but the three large boys overcame him easily.
He had Davis arms around him ripping off his tshirt while the other two were yanking down his jeans. Taylor knew what was coming.
"So faggot you finally are gonna get what you been begging for" Davis said as Taylor was pulled over to a fallen tree and held over it. The first assault hurt like hell and Taylor screamed.
"shove something in his mouth" Davis instructed. It was his cock that had stabbed into Taylor. "No not the shirt use your cock" he yelled but the other boy had alreeady shoved Taylor's shirt in his mouth.
It didn't take long for Davis to squirt inside him and yank out. "Ok you guys he's open and lubed come on" but the other two ran away leaving Taylor there sore and sobbing.
"Hey come on you wanted it" Davis said.
Then Davis took the shirt out of Taylors mouth and wiped his face and then his raped buttocks.
"If you tell anyone I'll fucking kill ya" Davis said but his voice wasn't the usual angry tone.
Then to Taylor's surprise Davis helped him to his feet. "Come on kid we both know it wasn't that bad" The bully helped Taylor by pulling up his trousers.
"Tell you what, you don't tell anyone and here's what you get" Davis said before he knelt taking Taylor's cock in his mouth.
Taylor's first impulse was to pull away and run. But the sight of his bully sucking his cock was mesmorizing.
Davis pulled his own shirt off and returned to Taylor's cock without a word. Taylor watched as the shaved head bobbed and began to give him pleasures he had only fantasized about.
"Gonna cum" Taylor warned but Davis pulled his buttocks into his face as he swallowed every drop.
"Ok there" Davis said "we're even" he said looking up.
Taylor was stunned not only at being raped but at the apparent apolgetic bully on his knees with cum dripping out his lips.
"Uh not really " Taylor said.
Davis stood and started to get angry then he took a breath.
"Look man you know we both wanted this you just can't fucking tell anyone. If you do I'll tell them..."
"What what will you tell them?" Taylor said
Davis didn't say anything. "oh fuck" he said in disgust "you just can't tell, I won't say anything".
Taylor zipped his fly and thought. Davis stood there waiting.
"Tell you what, stop messing with me in school and we get together sometime, not like this but like somewhere else" Taylor said stepping close to Davis.
He wanted to touch him, feel that muscular chest, wipe the drops of sperm from his lips even kiss him. Taylor still felt sore and he felt the same feeling of Davis cock inside him as well as the warmth of his mouth.
Davis was fucked up he knew. He knew that for years.
"Man if I stop fucking with ya, er messing with you, the guys will know something's up" Davis said.
There was a pleading look in his face.
"Uh ok just nothing physical, no hitting, slapping, punching or..." Taylor said "...this stuff".
"Ok faggot" Davis started to act like his usual stuff "Oh I mean you know just names, hell we're probaby both - - " his voice trailed off.
"Yea, I'll be at the game tomorrow, don't mess with me" Taylor knew that Davis never did his bullying around the coach anyway.
"Yea yea yea" Davis said
"And afterwards you come to my house, the folks are gone"
Davis looked up then around as if to check for anyone listening.
"Great" His face smiled as if a whole new person had emerged. "I guess I owe you" he said "my ass is yours".
Taylor smiled "yes it is" he said and leaned forward kissing Davis on the lips.