Everyone remembers when they first started High School. Coming from being the oldest and picking on the younger, to Grade 9 where you became the youngest. Hal High was just such a place. At the time the grades went all the way to 13, the students were from all over the county, and we met kids that we never new before. This is a true story about one of them.
Going for Gym the first time is when I saw Dale for the first time. He had long brown hair, a tight body, hair sticking out from under his arms, and he strutted through the change room every day with his towel over his shoulder dick swinging, just full of cockiness that we all came to know. As it turned out a couple of years later, it was all just a cover. He was a scared little boy in a world that he could not overcome.
Day after day, and month after month the tension between Dale and myself was getting worse and worse. He would call me faggot, and suck my cock you queer, sometimes push and even kick me walking down the hall during lunch or when we went to our next class. I put up with it, I don't know why, but just wanted to stay away from him. He started to get the rest of the school to say the same things to me. Those first two years were awful. Ones that I dont want to remember, but also have made me so strong years later.
One day we were waiting to be able to get to our lockers after lunch was over. I standing by myself as usual waited along with the rest of the students. As the bell went and we started off down the hall, out of no where Dale came and stammed me into the lockers. I just lost it. I had had enough and wasn't going to take his shit anymore. I started chasing him down the hall, and he started to run. I didn't see anyone, teacher or student and wouldn't have stopped if I did. Coming around a corner, I caught up to him, slammed him into the locker, and started to pound the piss out of him. Punch after punch, him covering his head. I didn't feel a thing everytime my fist hit his head. Someone pulled me off and said the teachers were coming, and off down the hall we went.
Later after school before it was time to take the bus home, Dale challenged me to a fight outside, and told everyone he was going to beat the shit out of me for what I had done. I was still pissed and met him outside.
There was a huge crowd all cheering Dale on thinking the faggot couldnt fight. He started dancing around me, and I got a couple of good hooks into his face, knocked him down and started to walk away cause I'm not a fighter. I just wanted him the leave me alone. The crowd that had gathered were silent seeing I kicked Dales ass again. As I rounded the corner of the school, Dale came up behind me and jump and sucker punched me without me seeing him come. He got me to the ground and started to kick and punch me. Jumping on my stomach his started pounding my face. I brought my legs up and over his head, and pulled him back towards the ground. At the same time his crotch was just inches away. Without thinking, I drove a fist into his balls as hard as I could. He rolled over moaning while I got up. A couple of guys started yelling at me that I fight dirty for a girl and starting calling me names again. I couldnt believe it. I just kicked this guys ass and they are still calling me names. The rest of the crowd told these guys to shut the fuck up. Dale had jumped me from behind and he was the one that was a coward. I left the school for home. Pissed, elated, and wondering what would happen the next time I would see Dale. I was ready for a fight anytime anywhere.
School started to be fun. The kids didn't forget I kicked his ass. I felt guilty because I don't like to fight, but then there comes a time when you have to stand up for yourself. Shortly after Dale quit school. He couldnt stand the taunting that he got after having the queer kick his ass. I guess I was the stronger one because I had endured it for two years before I did something about it. Dale only lasted a couple of weeks.
Starting gym again in Grade 11, a new kid by the name of Bert came to our school. I liked Bert though he wasnt the brightest in the bunch. He was fairly shy and was build like a brick shit house. I started noticing that he wouldn't take a shower with the rest of the guys. He would go back to his locker and slowly undress while the rest did their thing and got out of there. One day coach got pissed at me and told me to stay after class and meet him in his office. His office was right beside the showers and had a window with a curtain in it for them to supervisor the guys to ensure that there was no dangerous horsing around going on in the shower. While waiting for Coach to come into the office, through the slit in the curtain I noticed Bert going in to take a shower. I saw his tight ass as his walked in and I could feel a slow burning in my groin. I new I liked guys but had never been with another. I had only dreamed about doing it with another guy and had jerked off thinking of sucking some guy off. But thats as far as I had gone. Looking through the curtain, Bert turned to put his head under the shower, and thats when I saw his cock for the very first time. It was huge. It had to be at least six inches long and soft. I learned later he was uncut as well. I couldnt figure out why he had so much skin and I didnt.
Just then coach (his nick name was Frenchie), came into the office giving me shit for not doing what I was told, how dangerous it was and my punishment was to clean the locker at the end of every day for the next week. I knew that it would take at least an hour and so I would have to take the late bus home. Living in the country 15 miles from school, and back then having after school sports the school board could still afford the late bus for their athletes. Monday came and as requested I showed up at the gym after school to clean up. Frenchie was there getting ready to coach the Football team. He told me what to do, where the mop was etc. and to do a good job. If I did a great job, he would cut it down to three days. If I didnt then he would increase it to two weeks. I wanted out of there so I did the best job that I could. I was still cleaning when the football team came in to shower and change. As I was cleaning I would quickly scan the room looking to see some very hot cocks that I could jerk off too when I got home. Out of the corner of my eye there was this huge cock, and as I looked up to see who owned it I saw Bert. I think he caught me looking at his cock, but I quickly looked away. The guys were older, maybe 17 or 18, and I overheard them calling Bert Moose. I couldnt figure out why, until one guy said hey Bert, thats one huge Moose Cock you lucky bastard. He blushed any never said anything. I along with the rest of the guys were envious with Bert having such a huge cock. Being naive, I couldnt believe the guys talking about another guys cock, but this is what goes on in a locker room I guess. As I cleaned, I noticed Bert staying back again, and waiting for the rest of the guys to leave. I was cleaning Frenchies office, when again I saw him enter the showers. There were two rooms, the first where you leave your towels with a couple of benches and then the shower stall. It was open with 5 shower heads on either side. Frenchie came in and told me he had to leave, but before I could go I had to clean the first room of the shower. I nodded and off Frenchie went. I hurried and wanted to get into the room before Bert finished his shower. As I came into the room, Bert had just turned off the shower and was walking towards me. I had now been working my ass off for an hour and needed a rest. Coach was gone, so I sat down on the bench.
Bert walked in, and grabbed his towel laying beside me and said hi. I looked up and said hi back at him. He was really shy and started to walk away. I called to him and asked him why did he let the other guys tease him and not say anything back. He stopped and turned around looking at me and finally said that they were just having fun and he didnt mind it. I proceeded to tell him a bit about Dale and what had happened to me the year before. He listened for a few minutes, and said that he just couldnt do it. He had earlier on at his last school gotten into trouble for hitting a guy and breaking his nose because the guy wouldnt leave him along. They said he was to strong and that he couldnt control his strength and would eventually kill someone if he lost his temper again. That kind of caught me off guard. He then started to towel off his hair, and with his face covered I got a chance to look at his huge cock just two feet in front of me. I could feel my cock stirring and prayed that it wouldnt get hard. He had quit and caught me starring at him. He started to say that he didnt want any snyd remarks from me about his cock, he was tired of everyone else thinking he was dumb and the only thing going for him was his huge dick. I looked up and smiled, saying that I only wished I had a cock half his size. He laughed, and then I told him that the guys were all envious of his huge shlong. He smiled again and said that because the guys had told all the girls in the school how big he was, that he could get a date, but never passed first base. The girls would all stop him saying that he was a nice guy but they would never be able to take his donkey dick. He looked rather sad when he was saying this. Under my breath I thought to myself that I would love to suck on that cock. When I looked up at him again, I saw a look of surprise and he said "what did you say". I panicked and started turning red. I thought I had only thought but actually had said it out loud. He started walking back towards me, and I just looked down at the floor, not saying a word. He finally said look at me, and when I started to look up, there only a couple inches away was Berts dick. It was bigger than I remembered and I started to look all the way up to Berts face. He asked again what I had said, and I just mumbled sorry, I didnt think I had said anything out loud.
I looked back down to the floor, and a few seconds later I could feel his finger touching my cheek. He said look, Im cool with you cause you are the only one that doesnt tease me. I had a tear come to my eye cause I thought back to when the school called me names and thought he was going to tell everyone. As I went to look up again, I realized that it wasnt a finger but Berts cock touching my cheek. I looked up, saw Berts eyes starring back at me and I opened my mouth wide stuck my tongue out and licked his huge cock head. He shivered and came closer. Looking straight into his eyes proceeded to take four more inches into my mouth and started to twirl my tongue around his cock. He started to pump in and out of my mouth, deeper and deeper. I gagged quite a few times, and he would stop. Then start again. I got used to having his cock partly in my mouth, reached around and grabbed his ass to guide him slowly. He said he couldnt believe how great it felt. Next thing I know he is pumping hard and breathing even harder. I think Im going to cum he said, and started to pull out. I had gone this far, and wanted to know what another guys cum tasted like so I grabbed his ass pulled him into my and started to suck for all I was worth. I reached up grabbed his huge balls, and started to pull them with my left hand sucked with my mouth while my right hand found his tight hole. Just as he started to shoot, I shoved my finger up his hole hard, pulled his balls down, and he shoved that whole 12 inche cock into my throat. He had my head pinned to his crotch and he was shouting loud as his cock spurted many many times. Finally he released my hold and I came off his cock. I pulled my finger out of his ass, but continued to play with his balls. He finally stepped away, and sat beside me. He looked at me kinda guilty and said he was sorry. I said for what, and he said for making me suck his cock. He never had a blow job before, and was so fucking horny he would have fucked a tree. He just couldnt control his urge and pleaded that I didnt tell anyone what he had done to me. I smiled back and said you didnt do anything to me, I wanted to do it, and look. I showed him my hard cock that was oozing jizz. He looked down, and back at my face, and realized that what had just happened was okay with me too.
I asked Bert if he wanted to give me a hand, and he said that he wasnt ready to touch another guys cock yet. He was sorry but with what had just happened, he was still in shock. I said it was okay, I had to get going to catch my bus. I left Bert standing there his dick swinging while I went to change. when I came back Bert was back in the showers, and I was late and going to miss my bus. I ran out and caught the bus as it was pulling away.
This is a true story, one that I play over and over in my mind for the past 20 years. There is more if you are interested. Dale does come back into my life, only temporarily, but revenge it is so sweet.
Email me at hardme@hotmail.com if you want to know more.