CHEM. PARTNER BULLY, Part 4
by Chris Andy
Alan shoved me through the barn door and I saw the other party studs! What a fuckin' banquet! The two other football dudes, Chuck Frenum and Johnny Bruce Postle were real hot guys!
Chuck had incredible eyes--blue and sultry with a sparkle--as if he knows you want him! His face is rugged--high cheek bones and a tight wide jaw. And his body looks as if he worked out everyday since 4th grade!
And Johnny Bruce. What can I say except that he turned me on by being the meanest fucker at the high school. He tripped me in the hall, punched me in the gut, humiliated me in front of whichever girl I was seeing that week! Once in P.E. class, he pulled my pants and underpants off me and shoved me into the hall! People giggled and stared, pointed and guffawed. I thought I'd die of embarrassment. Thank god, my buddy Tommy Miles came along and gave me his jacket to wrap around my waiste!
But still--I wanted Johnny Bruce bad! He was a muscular dude with a tight buff body--he was kind of rugged--looking with blonde tipped, spiked hair--and an earring in each ear (and no one ever said a word about 'em!) He had a rather large broken nose and I stared at his dick--it proved the old saying--big nose==big cock! I loved his tough demeanor. He glared at me as I nodded to him.
"Like what ya see, queerboy?" Johnny Bruce asked. "I'll be feedin' it to ya lots tonight, faggot, and you better suck it good--or I'll fuckin' beat ya till ya can't move!"
Bill, the stud I fuckin' loved, motioned for me to get over to him and pointed to a spot in front of him for me to kneel. "Get me hard, faggot--tongue me till I am ready to fuck ya--but don't make me cum--just keep me hard while I'm talkin' to these dudes!"
"Hey dudes," Bill shouted. "Shut the fuck up! I'm gonna explain how we play--'Spin the Faggot!' " While he explained the gaming procedures, I licked his hairy balls and the cock I had grown to love. I was wicked happy being Bill's slut and a whore for all these other dudes if that's what he wanted. To me, Billy was THE MAN!
"Joey, here, is our cunt for tonight and for tomorrow as long as you want him. It'll be his job to get us off--either with a blow job or a hot fuck up his ass. When he's not busy performing for us--he can get ypu beers--cigars--chips--whatever ya want."
"AWWWRRIIGGHHTT!" said Bobby. "Let's fuck the dude!"
"Just a minute, Kuhlmann!" Bill said. "We're gonna have two contests here tonight--as well as some poker--if ya want. We'll get points in this 'Spin the Faggot' game and add them to our scores in 'Slime the Slut'--and the winner--will get Joey here for the rest of the week. Blowjobs, before, during and after school. Tight pussy morning, noon and night. That outta keep you horn-dogs happy!"
"So what're the games, man?" Rusty asked, and the other studs nodded, interested now.
"O.K., " Bill said. "'Spin the Faggot' is--we get us in a circle--kinda like a circle jerk--but Joey does the jerking--with his tongue, lips--whatever! First guy to cum--let's see--there are seven of us here, that pussy, Alan, had to go meet with his girlfriend! Is he whipped or what? First guy to cum gets one point--second guy, two and so on. Last to shoot gets seven points to carry over to 'Slime the Slut!' "
"Huh?" asked Johnny Bruce.
"Get on the floor, cock whore!" Bill commanded me. "On your back!"
"Yessir!" I said, enthusiastically, and laid on the floor while Bill moved a bale of hay toward me. He climbed up on the bale and told me to open my mouth wide. I obeyed but thought--Jeesh, what now?"
"I looked up and my studly master and Bill hawked up a loogie and spat it toward me--landing directly in my mouth! I gagged, but swallowed it, thinking, "Shit, if I can swallow his cum--I sure can swallow a little spit!"
"Shit dude, does he do everything you tell him to?" asked Rusty.
"Yep!" Bill answered. "Watch!---Hey Joey?"
"Yessir," I answered.
"I gotta take a leak, cumdump. Hold my pecker for me!" Bill instructed.
"Yessir!" I said, wrapping my hand around the meat that was my master.
"No--shit-for-brains, I ain't gonna piss here on the barn floor. Put it in your mouth and I'll give ya a drink!" Bill said.
I did. The other football dudes roared with laughter and shouted obscenities, which turned me on--my cock was dripping pre-cum!
"The faggot loves it!" Johnny Bruce said.
"Does he eat shit, too?" Solley asked, farting loudly and causing more laughter and shouting.
"He would if I told him to," Bill said. "He fuckin' loves for me to ram my big cock up his cunt--the fucker moans and squeals--he loves it--and, he loves me!"
Bill let lose with a little urine and pulled his dick outta my mouth, spilling piss on my face and chest.
"Like that, queerboy?" Bill asked.
"Yessir--I do, Sir. I answered.
"Want me to fuck ya?" Bill asked.
"Oh--yessir!--Please fuck me, sir!" I pleaded. The pot and beer was taking hold and I really was fuckin' horny. I wondered if they had slipped me a 'roofie.' I heard you can do that to guys, as well as chicks. And 'viagra'! My dick had never been this hard!
"I will, cunt! All these studs are gonna fuck you. I know how cock hungry you are--so we'll keep you busy. But first we're gonna play the 'spit game'", Bill informed me. "So, lie back down on your back and we're gonna try to hawk some slime in your mouth. You gotta be real still."
"Yessir, Bill. I will be still, sir!" I said.
There was much giggling and guffawing as the dudes listened to Bill instruct me llike he was my lover. But he smirked at me and, again, they whistled, cheered and stamped their feet.
"My turn to spit!" Solley insisted, climbing up on the bale of hay.
"Slam that mucus down the cumwhore's mouth!" Bobby said.
"Yeh, slime the peter-eater!" Corey hollered.
The guys all took a 'practice spit' and then the game started in earnest. Johnny Bruce, Bobby, Bill and Corey's spit hit me dead on. My mouth was full. So I swallowed. ''Jesus,' I thought. ".I don't wanna be their pigboy! But I guess I'd do most anything to get at those jock peckers!'
"Put some hair around that cuntmouth. I can't fuckin' hit it like that!" Solley hollered. His, Rusty and Chuck's spit hit my face, but missed my mouth.
"Shit, Solley! That mouth of yours ain't never hit no pussy!" cackled Corey
"Fuck you, Corey!" Solley said.
"You want to, faggot. Get your ass over here and try, dude!" Corey joked. The guys kept joking and shouting obscenely at each other and me. Fuck! I was so turned on I pretty nearly shot!
"5--4--3--2--1----- Right on Target!" Chuck counted down and his spit hit me dead center in the mouth!
After the guys covered me in spit, Johnny Bruce was declared the winner--Chuck was 2nd. Johnny Bruce received 7 points and Chuck, 6. Bill's game points were pretty fucked up, but so were the football dudes!
The points would carry over to the next game, 'Spin the Faggot.' I was silently rooting for Chuck, since I was a little nervous at the idea of spending the rest of the week with Mean Ol' Johnny Bruce!
Anxious to get on to the next game and some serious drinking and fucking, the dudes,Hard cocks dripping, formed a circle around me. Bill pressed me to my knees and blindfolded me. I could hear the guys hustling around to get more beers and regrouping--then a sweet uncut dick was placed between my lips! Only Chuck and Rusty were uncircumsized and both were 'SuperStuds,' visions whose pics I had jacked off to over the years. So, it didn't matter to me which one it was.
I licked and tongued the head, gobbling that delightful, pre-cum nectar I loved. Prodding my tongue under his foreskin, I tasted the cheese-like goo uncut guys get. I heard Rusty moan, and felt him jostle me to the next hard-on, which I latched onto like a baby goat to his mother's teat!
"Look how that cocksucker takes Bobby's dick! Fuck, yeah, man!"
"That fag boy knows how to guzzle a mean cock!" said Corey.
"Ahhh--sshhiiittt," said Johnny Bruce. ' Did he cum already?' I thought.
"This is fuckin' hot! Look how that faggot loves peters!" said Bobby.
"Why didn't you tell us you was a cocksuckin' faggot in middle school? We coulda been feedin' ya our cream for five years, now!" said Johnny Bruce.
"If Joey's as hot a piece of ass as he is cocksucker, I think I love him!" said Solley.
The guys all laughed, but I was so engrossed in my work that I was in a daze. 'So many cocks--so little time!' I thought.
They shoved me to the next peter--a whopping 'big boy' that I assumed was Solley's since I had had a little trouble deep throating him in the car.
"Look at that dude suck your cock. You got a big cock, man!" said Bobby, "And he's slurpin' it down to the pubes!"
"Fuck--fuck!" said Solley. "I'm gonna shoot already man!" He gushed jism into my mouth and down my throat and I lapped it up.
"Fuck, dudes." said Corey. "Look at that hungry cockslut! He sure loves suckin' down that dicksnot!"
"Ah, man--give me some of that action," hollered Chuck, grasping my head and shoving his dick down my throat in one fell swoop. I could feel his pecker smashing in and out of my throat like he was fucking a chick. "Oh, fuck, oh, fuck! I'm gonna cum in this cocsucker's mouth. Oh, fuck! Here it cums Oh, fuck--take that load, faggot! Man--that feels fuckin' great!"`
The next boy in the circle snatched my head before I could get Chuck's cum cleaned off and rammed his 'monster' down my throat. 'Shit,' I thought. 'I fuckin'ove bein' these boys' slave!'
"Yeh, cocksucker. Suck your master's cock! Lick them balls. Oh, yeah!" Bill moaned.
Round and round they went till all had deposited their seed in my mouth, down my throat, on my face or in my hair! Johnny Bruce held out the longest--so I was awarded as his prize--first fuck tonight and his for the weekend!
Bill removed my blindfold and told me to go outside, take the hose and wash myself good. "Get the cum off you, then douche--we don't want no shitty twat to fuck!"
I did, trying to wash out my asspussy as well as I could with a garden hose. Man--the fuckin' water was cold!
Coming back to the group, I was directed to climb up on the bale of hay, lube up my 'twat' and get ready for some heavy fuckin'! The guys put on the latest Linkin Park CD, got fresh beers and puffed a little more. Shoving the bong in my mouth, Corey said, "Open up, pussyboy! You might as well get high, too!"
The lights dimmed and the X-Straight Porno was turned on. A spotlight shined on me on the bale, and I theatrically started fingering my cockhead and sucking on my thumb! The guys roared. "What an improvement Joey is over that faggot we had last time. He moped around and wasn't even very good. Joey's having a fuckin' great time, too. Ain't ya, little guy?" asked Bobby.
"Yessir!" I said, stuffing my fuck finger up my ass with lube and grinning at my 'fans.'
The spotlight hit me in the eyes, but I could see Johnny Bruce lubing his big dick and rubbing his balls. He said, "You ready for the ride of your life, queerboy? You're about to get fucked by a real man!"
"Yes, Master Johnny Bruce--ride me hard--fuck me, sir!" I said.
Johnny Bruce climbed up on the bale of hay, pulled my legs over his shoulders, spit on my pussy and slammed his big ol' honker inside me to the hilt! "Yeh, fuckin' bitch!" Johnny Bruce yelled as he pistoned his stiff rod in and out of my boycunt! "I'm fuckin' gonna make you my fuckbitch! No little cock'll feel good to ya, faggot! I'm gonna make you shoot with my big pecker shoved inside you--you fuckin' love it, don't ya, cunt?"
"Yessir!" I moaned. "Fuck me, Sir! I love your big cock inside me! Fuck me harder, sir!"
Johnny Bruce shouted more taunts and humiliating obscenities at me--and they fuckin' made me hotter! The guys were cheering JB on!
"Fuck the bitch! "
" Get his cunt ready for us, Johnny Bruce!"
"Stretch his pussy, JB!"
"Look at his face--he's fuckin' lovin' it bein' Johnny Bruce's cunt!"
"One of you guys can stuff your dick down his throat while I'm fuckin' him! I'm gonna be awhile before I cum, guys. Use the bitch's mouth !" Johnny Bruce hollered.
JB was riding me like an animal and I squealed in delight (like a fuck-pig!) until Chuck rammed his big uncut dick into my mouth. And the harder JB fucked me, the harder I sucked.
"Jesus! Man! This cockslut is gonna suck my fuckin' peter off!" Chuck screamed.
"C'mon, you guys-- let him get me off, too!" Corey yelled, stuffing his hard-dripping fucktool into my hand. I stroked him and Solley got the idea and used my other hand! Fuck!! I was in hog heaven--a cock in all my parts!
Johnny Bruce kept pumping his beautiful dick deep into my guts! I felt he might cum out my mouth! But I fuckin' loved it!
"This is just a preview of what I'm gonna do to ya this week. I won your services as a prize! You're gonna suck my cock, drink my piss and eat out my asshole! All week--and I got some buddies from Catholic High School who'll use you--you fuckin' fagcunt!" Johnny Bruce muttered as he made me his bitch!
Too soon he shot his load into my lovechute, pulled out, and ordered me to clean off his cock. Chuck yanked his peter outtta my mouth and took JB's place in the studfuck position. God--I loved Chuck! And he took me gently--fucked me the way he would his chick! Pinched my titties and murmured in my ear, "Yeh, pussyboy. You got a tighter cunt than Sondra! (his chick). We're gonna fuck you senseless--pretty boy!"
"Oh, fuck me, Chuck--I love you, dude!" I whispered.
Chuck laughed, but kept right on screwing me and Solley stuck his dick in my mouth. Man! How did I live before this night?
Guys were milling around with hard cocks pressed on my body, waiting turns. I don't know how many loads of cum I swallowed and took up my boypussy, but I fuckin' loved servicing these studs. Before the night ended, I either fell asleep or passed out.
I woke up with cum leaking from mouth and asspussy to find all seven studs pissing on me.
"We're marking our territory, bitch. From this point on--you belong to us Senior Studs!" said Rusty. "No other cocks'll touch you without our permission. Now, get up, you fuckin' stink! Get outside, hose yourself down. Get back in here and clean up this mess. Then, we'll take you home."
TO BE CONTINUED.
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