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Bully in Panties
Ian had been a troublemaker much of his life. Coming from a family that was dysfunctional, he had almost no relationship with his father. His mother had to juggle two jobs to take care of him and his two sisters. Being the only "man" in the house had been tough on him. He took it out on everyone that he could. His teachers tried to help him when he struggled in school but he lost interest.
A tall, strong young man, all of 6ft 2 and 190 lbs, he dropped out as soon as he could and ended up barely getting his GED. He ran with a little gang of local guys. As the de-facto ringleader, he would pick on people without fear since they had his back. Getting into fights and such was the norm for Ian. His best friend Tim or T as he was know, was in the gang as well. T was a little smaller than Ian, but still sizeable, 6ft 1 and 180, both were in great shape from the odd construction jobs they would take to make legit money.
A typical weekend night included drinking long into the night and finding some guys to pick a fight with. Sometimes they would find girls to go with but they were never locals, the girls of the area had all tired of their antics and this night was no different.
Ian, T and the others had started drinking hours earlier at the house Ian and T rented. Showing up loaded, they made trouble in short order. Any guy they met was immediately sized up and either picked on or left alone. Shoving, pushing, intimidation, it was all part of the game Getting back at the other people was a release that Ian and his gang had.
Two fights broke out during the night -- the bouncers knew Ian and his crew well. They had to protect the patrons but couldn't risk throwing these guys out after the first fight, history told the bouncers that they had to give them one free pass or they would have to fight Ian's gang.
The second fight came close to closing time and the bouncers sent Ian and his boys on their way. The poor guys they had picked on were bloody and likely headed to the hospital in the arms of their girlfriends, nothing serious but still, not pretty.
As the gang ended the night, it was nearly 4 in the morning, Ian and T entered the house, laughing about how they had ruined the night of those bar hopping punks...
"Did you see that little fag cringe when I pretended to hit him?" Ian laughed.
"Fucking hilarious, bet he pissed his pants man." T replied as they high fived.
"Little fag had it coming, deserved it for looking at me like that" Ian said as he took his jacket off. The buzz of the beer slowed him but he removed his shirt and started to do his pants as well.
"Hell yeah he did, you were just teaching him a lesson" T said, removing his own jacket and shirt.
As they continued to laugh and talk, T walked over to Ian and the stood face to face, two big, tough guys and suddenly they stopped talking and kissed. It was not a little kiss either, deep, tongue wrestling kiss. Two macho bullies, making out like horny school kids.
T quickly pushed Ian's pants down, revealing a black garter belt, panties and sheer black hose. Iain was rubbing T's crotch roughly as they made out, moaning into each other's mouth.
T broke the kiss...slid to his knees, pulling his pants down as he did, wearing a similar outfit as Ian, but his was white. Facing Ian's pantied cock, T said "Queer boy deserved what you did to him man." His hands running all over Ian's hose and panties, feeling his bully friends cock in them.
Ian moaned "Yeah dude, little fairy boys need to see who's boss." T was now kissing Ian's pantied cock, making it wet with his saliva. Ian caressed his friends head as he felt the hot, wet tongue on his pantied cock. "Fuck yeah baby, get on my cock buddy, make my panties wet." Ian hissed.
T looked up as he made out with Ian's pantied cock and said: "I love your cock dude, you are such a hot panty stud. I love getting u all hard dude, seeing u in this shit is so hot."
Ian smiled at his buddy: "Yeah T, you've got me so hot, I love wearing this shit with u, love fucking your mouth."
With that, T pulled Ian's cock out and stroked it, looking Ian in the face as he stroked him to see how he reacted. T whispered: "You're a sissy Ian, little fairy in panties, aren't you?"
Ian moaned: "No, don't do that T, don't say that, I'm not a sissy, not a fairy for anyone"
Hearing this, T licked the hot cockhead in front of him, making Ian gasp. "Tell me you are a sissy, you're a little fairy panty boy and I'll do you good baby" T said as he slowly stroked his bully friends cock.
Ian groaned, the hot feelings were driving him mad. "Fucking fag, fucking cocksucker, you can't do that to me, can't tease me like that. I want your hot mouth on my cock T. You gotta suck it now." He whimpered.
T swirled his tongue on Ian's cockhead. Looking up he said: "Say it, tell me you're a fairy Ian, that you're a little pussy, just like the guy you beat up tonight."
Ian began to protest until T sucked his cock into his hot mouth. As the sucking began, he gave in, talking non-stop as his best friend sucked him. "Yeah, god yea, you got me, I'm a fag, god I love your hot mouth on me man, I need to have your hot mouth on me when I wear panties, I'm such a sissy faggot."
T stopped and smiled...stroking Ian and saying: "Let me fuck u pussy boy, Let me fuck your butch ass tonight, you're gonna be my panty boy tonight."
"Ohhh motherfucker, you know I can't resist your cock. Yesss, do my ass, make me your fairy, fuck me like the queer I am" Ian said as he had his hands on his face in shame.
T deep throated Ian over and over, making Ian gasp and groan at each stroke, and with precision sucking, had him explode deep into his throat.
Ian was still in the ecstasy of his orgasm when T stood and kissed him again, pushing some of Ian's cum into his mouth. They made out again, deep, tongue sucking kissing.
T got behind Ian, bent him over and spit on his cock. Lubing it as he fingered Ian's behind. "Yeahhhh" they said in unison. "Gonna fuck your sorry panty ass pussy boy" T said with a huge grin. "You faggot, u gotta fuck me good, make me your faggy boy tonight T, I want to feel u cum in me." Ian was begging for it, like the guys who beg for him to stop hitting him in a fight, Ian wanted cock in his sissy ass.
T slipped his cock in slowly, filling his behind. Both moaned as they consummated this sissy ritual they had almost every weekend. Sissy fucking in the house had been the norm for years after T caught Ian wearing panties and found it a huge turn on.
T started slow, fucking him with deliberate strokes. It drove Ian wild, making him beg for it, beg to be fucked by his best buddy. These two bully studs were closet sissy boys that fucked long and hard all night. Only to get up and do it again the next night and next weekend.
T fucked his buddy, harder and harder, feeling their legs in hose rubbing. Balls slapping as he went faster and faster. Ian came again from the fucking as his buddy filled his ass, both moaned in pleasure. They collapsed onto the floor of the living room and passed out in each others arms.
End