Humiliated by Mall Brats by BladerIowa@aol.com
Disclaimer... This story contains sexual acts between an older male and two guys of high school age. If you find that offensive, please read no further.
If it is illegal to read material of this sort because you are too young, don't read any further. Anyone else - please get the Kleenex ready...
It was your typical day at the mall. Being a boring midwestern town it seemed everyone was at the mall. Tonight, especially, there were lots of hot young guys, most of them with girlfriends in tow.
I stopped in to Spencer Gifts to see a friend of mine who is also the store manager. Sara and I go to college together and she offered to get me merchandise at a discount. As soon as I met up with her she seemed worried.
"I can't take my eyes off those two," she said. "They've stolen from me before."
I looked at who she was referring to. Both of the guys looked to be around 16 or 17 and were wearing backwards baseball caps. They had on orange T-shirts and orange jackets. As one turned around, his jacket read "Convict" and had some numbers on it. I couldn't see much of his butt because he was wearing baggy jeans. Overall, though they were both cute, they gave the appearance of wannabe gangster boys.
I walked over to where they were standing next to the poster rack. As I started flipping posters, they both stood next to me and watched. I flipped past a couple of heavy metal posters and then came to one of a busty young girl. I didn't even wait to look at it. Two more followed it.
"Damn." I could hear the one say. I know what they were wanting to see.
The next poster was of a guy in a towel. I paused and checked it out. Then I flipped to the next. There were four guys in various places around a car. Each one was built and showed some serious basket. I paused even longer on this one, then backed up so I could locate it in the rack. As I pulled the poster tube out of the rack, I heard the same guy say "faggot" under his breath. I looked him up and down, pausing at his crotch, and then smiled.
I returned to where Sara was standing. She and I continued to watch the two juveniles to make sure they weren't stealing anything. We could see their discomfort. They were getting impatient. I winked at the one boy and he flipped me off. Sara and I both continued to stare at them. They said something to each other and then started to leave.
"I'm gonna get you faggot. I'll fuck you up good," the cutest one said as he walked by. I nodded and checked him over one last time.
Sara thanked me and I paid for my poster and left. I never thought anything more about the two guys. I walked out of the store and down to the far end of the mall. Some time ago I discovered a small bathroom at that end of the mall. It was only a one stall, one urinal bathroom and the door on it actually had a bolt you could throw for privacy. Needless to say, there was graffiti all over the walls and it had been used many times for fun.
I went in and sat down on the toilet to do my business. Just before I finished up, I heard the main door open then close. I looked under the stall and all I could see were two pairs of newer looking tennis shoes and some jeans.
I flushed, pulled up my pants, and opened the door in time to see the cuter of the guys from Spencer Gifts slide the bolt, locking the door.
"Well hello, faggot man. Not surprised to see you in here," he sneered.
"What do you guys want?" I asked. He laughed.
"For one, your money." His partner laughed. "Yeah, hand it over."
"No way guys," I replied. I was starting to get a little nervous. I could probably defend myself if I had to, but I didn't want to lose the two hundred or so dollars I was carrying.
"Oh yeah?" The cutest one smirked at me. "We can always say you were trying to get it on with us. All we would have to do is tell mall security and yo ass would be going to jail for a while. Isn't that right Josh?" The other boy nodded.
You're old enough they would believe us so you're gonna do whatever we say starting right now. Hand the money over to Josh."
I didn't know what to do. I had gotten myself into this mess. I opened my wallet and handed the young hoodlum the rest of my cash. He counted it and let out low whistle.
"Fuckin' eh Jason. We got this faggot for almost two hundred bucks. Not bad."
"That's not all Josh. We still have to teach him a lesson." Jason reached into his pocket. He pulled out a black and silver object and I heard it go SNAP as the knife clicked into place. My blood ran cold.
"Please don't hurt me," I begged. "I was only trying to help the store."
"If you're good, we're not going to hurt you," Jason hissed. "But we're gonna have some fun with you. If you're a good faggot, you're gonna love it.
Now get down on your knees or I'll cut ya."
I sank to my knees on the cold hard floor in front of the cute boy. He had a nasty grin on his face as he unzipped his pants. I figured he wanted a blowjob - my specialty - but he had something different in mind.
A warm splash hit my face as his flaccid dick poured out a stream of liquid. Some of it hit my eyes and burned. I closed my eyes and mouth as he pissed all over my face.
"You pissed me off faggot. Now you're getting pissed on. Open your mouth." I hesitated. I didn't want to drink his piss.
"Open it I say," yelled Jason. "Goddamn it, open it!"
I opened my mouth just as his urine stream was starting to end. His young cock pissed in my mouth and I gagged, nearly vomiting. I spit out as much of the urine as I could. The salty hot liquid made me sick to my stomach. Piss soaked my hair and clothes.
"Now lick it clean" he ordered. I opened my eyes to see his young face glaring down at me. "Lick it cause I know what you faggots like to do."
I opened my mouth and his soft penis slipped in between my lips. It was a nice cock at any rate. Probably about four inches long and pretty fat, it was one I was happy to be able to suck. It might have cost me a couple hundred bucks, but it was a nice young cock on a straight boy at least.
"Don't Jason. Don't do it. He's a faggot. He's getting off on this," Josh complained.
"I know that. Don't you think I UHHHHHH," he moaned as his penis thickened in my mouth. "I'm gonna at least get some OHHHHH head out of it. Yeah that's it fucker. Suck my fat dick you queer bastard. AHHHH."
His young prick grew into a fat seven incher in a matter of seconds. Though it still tasted like piss, I didn't care. When I have a nice dick in my mouth I am going to make it shoot its juice.
I bobbed and twisted on that young prick as Jason leaned against the sink.
"Oh ya faggot. Suck it. Make me cum in your mouth. You sick fuckers like the taste of piss and cum. Do it. I'm gonna pretend you are a girl and shoot my cum right down your throat."
I could hear his breath turn into short gasps. The young prick was rock hard and his crotch smell was strong. He forced my head down into his groin and I could feel the thick cock in my throat grow even harder.
"Oh ya! Here it comes. Take this faggot! Uhhh yeah. I'm CUMMING mmmmmmm."
His tasty young seed squirted into my mouth again and again. Some of it leaked out of my mouth and down on my chin. I swallowed every drop and then licked his cock clean.
"Jesus Jason was it that good?" Josh asked. I could see from the bulge in his baggy jeans he had enjoyed watching this.
"Oh yeah. It was good. He likes to suck dick and knows how to do it."
"Hey cocksucker," Josh said. "I have a treat for you."
I smiled. Two young cocks in one day was like hitting the jackpot. Though Josh wasn't as cute as Jason, he was still young and his face wasn't too bad.
He did have nice blue eyes and clear skin.
He dropped his baggy jeans and stood in a pair of plaid boxers. His cock was jutting out and stretching the material.
"Do you want this? Do you want my cock? Tell me faggot. Beg me for it."
"Josh, can I please suck your cock. I want to suck it like I did for Jason. I'm begging you. Please let me eat your hot young dick."
Then Josh sneered. "Well, back there I wanted to tell you to eat shit, faggot," he said as he turned around and pulled his boxers down. "Here's my chance. Eat shit and lick my ass."
His young little butt was a cute sight. The kid must have had a twenty-nine inch waist or so. It was a nice tight little butt. I scooted forward and he spread his legs a little. When my tongue licked his smooth little ass I could feel him twitch.
"MMMMM. That's it. Lick my butthole clean. I want to feel your tongue in there. Now shove your tongue in the hole. Yeah like that."
I reamed his tight little asshole with my tongue. It smelled fresh and clean as I rimmed him. His tight little body quivered as my tongue danced around his asshole. He even shoved his ass back against my face. Then he pulled away and turned around.
Josh's dick was smaller than Jason's. It was about five inches and not very thick, but that's a great size to suck. I slammed my mouth down on his pole and took it in all the way on the first stroke. Josh gasped.
"Oh god. I see what MMMMMM you mean Jason. Yeah that's good. MMMMM. OHHHH. Oh my god that feels good. Keep MMMMM doing that. I love it."
I rubbed my finger around his ass while I was sucking. His young butthole swallowed my finger and I added this action to the blowjob. Josh was shaking as I finger fucked him and sucked him at the same time. I knew he wouldn't last long.
I kept deep throating him and I felt his body tense up. Josh yelled he was going to cum.
I ran my finger along the bottom of his balls and traced the flow of cum up his shaft and into my mouth. He poured a continuous stream of sweet nectar into my mouth. Not as salty as Jason's, his was a little bit sweeter and had a nutty flavor. The hot juice ran and filled my mouth I eagerly swallowed it all.
After he finished cumming, he pulled up his boxers and jeans.
"Did you get enough faggot?" Jason smirked. "Did we teach you a lesson about fucking with people?"
"No, actually you didn't. You just taught me you guys like to get your dicks sucked and you don't care who will do it. You're no better than me."
"Fuck you! I'll kill your faggot ass. Don't make me. I think we need to teach you a lesson about fucking with people!!" Jason screamed.
"You guys gonna be around here tomorrow night?" I asked calmly.
"Why motherfucker? You're gonna be dead by then unless you say you're sorry."
"Okay, I'm sorry. But I was hoping you were going to teach me a lesson about fucking with people. I would be a good student."
"K. Well be here at 8:00 sharp faggot. I'll teach you about what it's like to have someone fucking with you. When we get done, you're not gonna forget about getting fucked. Now get the fuck out of here. Oh and thanks for the money faggot. Bring a couple hundred more if you come tomorrow. Call it tuition you queer son of a bitch."
I stood up. My knees were sore, I had piss all over my clothes and hair and dried cum on my face. My wallet was empty and I'd been humiliated by a couple of high school aged juvenile delinquents. I couldn't wait to return.