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Mike
Jason Chapter 1
The locker room resounded with the shouts and laughter of young men as they showered and got ready for their next class. The rule was that you didn't leave gym class without taking a shower first.
Jason was standing next to Jeff minding his own business. He was deep in thought about his dad and how he was going to get some money from his old man to get at least a loaf of bread in the house. His dad had come home drunk again last night, most of his pay check spent at the bar. There was no money in the house and Jason actually hadn't eaten since the day before. He knew if he said anything his dad would lay a beating on him so he usually tried to get into his dad's wallet before all the money was gone.
As these things were mulling over in his mind he stared down off into space. What he didn't realize was that the direction of his absent minded stare was just below Jeff's crotch.
Jeff glanced over at Jason and noticed where he was staring. Then he noticed that it was a fixed stare not an accidental one. He felt a strange anger rising in him as he realized the boy was staring at his cock.
The next thing that Jason knew he was jolted out of his reverie with a punch to the face. "Faggot!!!" Screamed Jeff.
Jason found himself on the wet floor of the shower with Jeff on top of him pounding him, screaming at him.
Some of the other guys ran back in and pulled Jeff off Jason. By that time the teacher had come running in.
The teacher told them both to get dressed and then get to his office.
"What the hell was that all about? " He stormed at the two boys. Jason's nose was still bleeding and it looked like he would have a blackened eye.
"The fucking fag was looking at me in the shower" Jeff raged back "I'll kill him"
"I wasn't sir... I wasn't even thinking about him I wasn't looking at him...I don't know what he is talking about!!!"
"He was looking at me... he's a fag and I'll kill him if he ever looks at me again"
"No you won't and what do you mean looking at you?!?"
Jeff blushed in spite of himself... "You know looking at me... I saw him looking..."
Jason stared at Jeff. "What the hell are you talking about?"
Mr. Johnson could see that Jason obviously didn't know what Jeff was talking about, but Jeff wasn't having any of it. He tried to break Jeff's train of thought. "OK so he was looking at you, if he was... You know better than to get into a fight. You know I have to take you both down to the office "
Jason paled visibly. "You have to tell my dad?" He asked and then almost to himself he softly added "He'll kill me"
Mr Johnson sent Jeff to the office and held Jason back. "What happened Jase?"
"I don't know Mr J, I was taking my shower and all of a sudden he's on top of me pounding me" He touched his eye painfully.
"I'll take you to the nurse to have that looked at...
"No it's ok, But Mr J. I wasn't looking at him the way he said... at least it ... I don't remember what I was doing, but I wasn't looking at him like that"
"What's going on Jase? You aren't with us lately. You just stare off into... Is that what you were doing, zoning out again? C'mon lets get down to the office"
Mr Johnson hurried down to the office with Jason in tow. Jeff was still there yelling at the principal. "He's a fag and he was looking at me so I had to do something and now I'm the one that's in trouble??"
"Jeff shut your mouth for a change"
Jeff spun around to see Mr Johnson who had spoken, and Jason walking in.
"Keep that queer away from me!"
"Jeff what did you say about Jason just this last period when I was trying to get his attention?'
"Wha?"
"Remember I was trying to get Jason's attention and he seemed to be somewhere else"
"I said he was spaced out again"
"Again?"
"Yeah lately he is always spaced out like he is in some time warp"
"Where does Jason stare when he is like that?"
Jeff looked puzzled and then tried to think about the question "I don't know, usually he is kinda staring down toward the ground, not straight down but out..."
Jeff stopped midsentence... "I guess that's what you were doing in the shower? Your were out in space again?"
The office became deathly silent. Then the principal spoke up. "Well I don't know what to do here but we have a zero tolerance on fighting and we have to do something. I'm going to give you both an in school suspension but I have to call your parents."
Mr Johnson noticed for the second time that Jason visibly blanched. "Please Ma'am I'll take the suspension but please don't call my dad, please don't!" tears were set in the boy's eyes.
"Is it necessary to call their parents? It was clearly just a misunderstanding."
"No! For fighting, for heaven's sake he has a bloody nose and a black eye, I can't just let that go. Board policy is that for fighting the parents have to be notified and brought in for an interview"
Again Mr Johnson heard the boy softly say "He'll kill me" The boy was visibly shivering almost shaking.
Jeff came over to Jase, "Listen man I'm sorry, you kinda freaked me out you know?"
"I know I'm sorry too I didn't know I was staring at you."
The boys sat and talked while they waited for the Principal to make her calls. Mr Johnson called Jason over to him.
"Will you father really be angry? Surely when we explain what happened..."
"No!! You can't tell him what happened!!! He'll go ballistic!" Jason almost shouted this... people in the office looked over at them.
"Please Mr Johnson " Jason stood very close to the teacher and whispered "My dad hates absolutely hates gays, if he thinks that I am one, if he hears what Jeff called me and why we were fighting he will kill me. You can't tell him please"
"I'll see what I can do son."
Just then the Principal came out of her office. Jeff you may go your mother is coming to get you. Jason your father is on his way, so go get your things, he said he was going to take you home:"
"I think we should talk to him first don't you think?" Asked Mr Johnson
"No. He made it quite clear that he would deal with it"
Jason was now shaking. Mr Johnson felt for the lad but the principal dismissed him to go back to his class, saying that she would handle things from here. When he tried to insist she merely waved him off.
He grabbed Jason's shoulder and gave it a squeeze as he left the office.
About ten minutes later an unkempt, clearly angry and probably under the influence man came storming into the office. He looked at Jason "Get your ass out to the truck" he snarled.
Jason white with obvious terror scurried out. As he left he heard his father demand to know what this was all about. He decided to wait just outside the office out if his father's sight but not earshot.
He could hear the principal's quiet voice although he could not make out what she was saying. Then with a voice that probably the whole school could here his father shouted... no, raged "FAG!?!?!?! My son a fag?? The hell he is! I'll fix him!!'
Jason ran as soon as he heard his father start and was out to the truck waiting before his father come out the school. His father seeing him standing by the truck hollered across the yard at him. "You son of a bitch I'll kill you, no son of mine is a fuckin' Fag." Jason stood stock still in terror. He was too afraid to move. His father open handed him across the face causing him to fall. The man grabbed him by the collar and lifted him bodily and opening the door of the truck literally threw him in and slammed the door.
Getting in Jason's father hit him again "You fuckup! You were never worth anything and now you bring shame to me like this. You think you're a fag? I'll beat that out of you, you hear!?!?"
"Dad..." Jason tried to cut in but received a backhand from his dad.
The man continued to rage, punching and hitting and verbally abusing his son as they drove. Jason sat cowering against his door trying to be as far away from his father as he could. They stopped at a light and his father started to beat him again as they waited for the light to change. The man was in a complete fury. Jason grabbed the door handle, opened the door, and jumping out in traffic ran. He narrowly avoided getting run over but he ran and he ran till he couldn't run anymore. He could hear his father cursing after him calling him back as he ran up the sidewalk and down the first alley he could find. His father would have to get out of the truck to close the door before he could give chase, which Jason knew he would. That however gave Jason enough time to run down several side streets and alleys and find himself a place to hide. He listened as he ran for the sound of his father's truck. Years of abuse had attuned his ears to the distinctive noise that was the motor of his father's vehicle.
As he ran he heard it coming or driving by at least five times. Each time he was able to hide in a door way or behind a dumpster. At one point he heard the truck and was just able to dive behind a stack of boxes behind the office supply store as his father drove by down the alley. As he heard the half ton turn back out on the street he ran in the other direction.
So intent was he to get away that he didn't notice that a light rain had started. It was a couple hours later that he found himself on the highway leading east out of town. He was able to get a ride that took him to a truck stop about an hour out of town.
A couple guys came out of the restaurant as he stood there cold, wet and hungry trying to stay out of the rain. "Excuse me sirs, could you give me a ride, I need to get to Ottawa"
The men stopped and looked at the lad. Tall, thin, two black eyes and some other bruising on his face. Mike a burly looking biker type, leather vest, black hair and bushy beard, looked at his partner, Gerry, and with a half smile walked up to Jason, he reached out a touched the bruise on his cheek. "Someone been beatin' on you kid?"
"Yeah, I gotta get to Ottawa"
"Well we're headin' that way... wanna get to Sudbury tonight you can come that far I guess"
With that he turned and walked to the truck, he winked at Gerry as he did.
Jason of course didn't see the wink and the knowing look. He saw Gerry grin at him as he followed then men to the transport that lay idling in the parking lot. Mike got into the driver's side and Gerry guided Jason to sit in the middle.
As they pulled out of the lot Mike reached a hand over to Jason "I'm Mike and that's Gerry, and who might you be?"
"I'm Jason sir" replied Jason shaking the man's hand. And then Gerry's
"Well now what is this all fired need to get to Ottawa?"
"I'm trying to get down to see my aunt sir"
Jason was indeed trying to get down to Ottawa. His Dad's sister lived there or at least that was the last place he remembered her living. He hadn't seen her in a few years but he hoped that she might take him in.
"So who the hell been beatin' on you?"
"Well I got into a fight at school and my Dad was mad at me"
Jason felt a hand on his knee He turned and looked, it was Gerry. "That bruising' looks pretty sore son"
"Uh it's ok" Jason felt some cold sweat trickle down his side from his armpit. Something was not right here.
Mike spoke again... "Well now son here is the upshot of it. You asked for a ride. Now what do you have to offer us? My daddy always told me there are no free rides in this life. Now surely you didn't expect to ride for free did yuh?"
Jason felt Gerry's hand move slightly up his leg. "I uh,,, well I got no money, maybe I should get out"
"Well I ain't stopping the rig now, you shoulda thought of that before you got in with us, so what you got boy?"
The hand was moving up some more this time the touch of the hand coupled with a rising fear caused Jason's penis to respond. He was now sweating as he looked from the hand that was now on his thigh to Gerry's face smiling at him and back to Mike.
"Well Gerry why don't you take Jason here back there and see if we can't find us something that he can pay us for this ride"
Gerry lifted his hand and pointed to the opening behind them. Mike or Gerry turned a light on and Jason could see some kind of bunk with blankets back there. Jason hesitated "I really want to get out" he said panic in his voice
"Well it's too late for that kid, get up there, I don't want to have to give you another bruise to add to what you got." Mike's voice turned from friendly to threatening. Jason twisted about and scrambled up into the little room. He was followed closed behind by Gerry.
"Now son "Gerry said "I think that we can find some way for you to pay for this ride. Again his hand was on Jason's leg, only this time it moved quickly right up on his crotch. He could feel the pressure of the man's hand on his penis through his jeans "We like young meat, And I'm thinking that you have some prime veal there."
Jason by necessity was lying on his back Gerry was half sitting on him half beside him. The man's hands were undoing his jeans. The next thing he knew his jeans were being removed. They were followed quickly by his briefs. His semi-hard cock bounced out.
"It's looking real nice here Mike" Gerry called to his partner, "I'll get him all primed up for you"
"Sounds good man, I want him all loose and wet and I know you do it right" Mike laughed back.
Jason was now quite terrified and looked away, tears running down his face as Gerry started to open his pants. "Look at me boy" the man said "Look at me, you will enjoy this... you and I are going to have sex together and I am going to fuck your ass... and so is Mike."
Jason looked at Gerry. He was already naked from the waist up. He was muscular but not heavily so. He had a light dusting or covering of dark hair on his chest pronounced but not heavy. His belly was even less hairy except for a trail of dark hair that disappeared behind his belt and jeans.
Jason just watched his cock began to stir and grow in spite of himself. The man smiled down at him slowly opening his jeans. "You like this don't you kid, I can see that " Gerry laughed and grabbed Jason's now almost fully erect member. "Oh yeah we are going to have us some fun tonight boy"
Gerry pulled down his jeans, Jason saw that the man had no underwear on, and a huge cock came into view. It was already hard and Jason could see a thin string of precum stretch out form the head of the cock to where it brushed against the pants as they were pulled down. "His penis must be at least an inch longer than my own seven and a half inches" thought Jason
Jason was too frightened to move. Moment later Gerry lay down on top of him. "First we gotta get acquainted." As soon as Gerry said that Jason found his mouth covered with the older man's and seconds after that he felt a tongue probing at his lips. He tried to pull away but Gerry was not having any of that.
The man sat up for a moment and then slapped Jason across the face. "You'll take me kid if I have to kill yah, we can do this nice or we can do it hard... I know Mike likes it hard, but whatever the case we are going to do it so you might as well enjoy the ride."
"Please Sir I... I didn't know please! I... I" Jason was begging ... his pleading was met with a laugh and then another slap across his already aching mouth
The man lay back down on top of him and kissed him again. This time Jason allowed it to happen and let the man's tongue in.
The man went down on him, roughly sucked at his nipples, biting them so that Jason cried out in pain. The man then worked his way down to his cock which had shrunk at the onslaught of his body. Jason was now sobbing in fear and pain, his head lolling back and forth
The man moved up again after trying to suck Jason's cock back into action. "That's fine kid I don't need you for what I'm gonna do."
He kissed Jason again and then flipped him over on his belly. Jason next found his ass being lifted. "Now you keep your ass up like that kid cause if I have to fight for this I'll beat the living shit outta you to get it"
Jason noticed that as Gerry progressed he was rougher and rougher. His breathing became more ragged. The man was obviously highly aroused his huge cock dripping precum.
Gerry moved behind Jason and suddenly buried his face into Jason's ass. Jason moaned as he felt the warm soft tongue licking him. It did feel awesome but it didn't drive the fear away because he had a pretty good idea what was going to happen next. And just as quickly as it started Gerry stopped... for the briefest of time.
A scream of agony burst out of Jason's mouth as unbelievable pain shot through his body centred on his sphincter. Gerry had plunged his hard cock with one mighty push deep into Jason. And the immediately started fucking the boy. Jason tried to crawl away from the pain but there was no getting away... as he lunged forward his head hit the wall. He screamed in pain as Gerry continued to fuck him hard. Pounding into him again and again.
Finally after what seemed like hours Gerry bellowed something unintelligible and Jason felt the man's cock begin to pulse and a warmth filling his lower bowel. "OHNNN FUCK MIKE" Gerry shouted as he collapsed on top of Jason... "We got us a hot one here. I think he's a virgin!!"
"I'm pulling over! There's a rest stop comin' up I want me some of that meat"
Jason now lay flat on the bed sobbing quietly. The wet feeling on his belly told him that he had cum as well, only he couldn't remember it even happening. He felt the truck showing down hearing it gear down as Mike apparently pulled off the road into some rest stop.
Moments later he felt Gerry leave him and he felt the arrival of another body in the compartment. Someone breathing heavy. He looked back and saw Mike stripping down. The man was fat. That Jason already knew because he had seen him earlier at the truck stop. While Gerry at least had a good body, Mike's body had no redeeming qualities. He was a bear of a man his entire torso covered with a heavy mat of black hair. It was when Mike's pants came down that Jason tried to get away. Mike was sporting a huge, a monstrous member. It wasn't longer than Gerry's but it looked to be about the diameter of a pop can.
Mike laughed as Jason tried to fight him off begging to let him go. He was screaming and crying "Noooooo please nooooo pleeeeasssee nooooooo!"
"You little bitch!" Snarled the ugly bear of a man. "You are mine and I'm going to get my rocks off in your virgin butt, now settle down."
Mike grabbed Jason and punched him in the face, flattening him. "I just as soon do this with you awake kid but awake or unconscious your ass is mine." He snarled again. He rolled Jason over on his belly spreading his legs. He then positioned himself between Jason's legs and grabbing his hips jerked him up. A screaming howl of pure agony ripped from Jason. His breath was almost taken away from him as Mike ploughed his cock deep into the Jason's ass. If Gerry had caused him pain before that Jason had thought unbelievable, it was nothing compared to what was happening to him now.
Mike was holding him tight as he humped violently in to the boy. Jason tried to move away again twisting himself, but Mike held him tight. It was more than he could bare and Jason felt his world go black around him.
The screams of pain, the weeping, and finally Jason's fainting was what Mike needed. As he felt the boy's body go limp he went over the top and his cock exploded in the boy's bowel. Mike pleasured himself best on the violence of the sex act. Moments later with Jason still unconscious, Mike pulled himself out and cleaned up.
"Get him out of here" he muttered at Gerry as he went out to piss.
Gerry pulled Jason naked out of the truck. Together they put the limp body of the boy into one of the washroom compartments. It was dark and beginning to snow... In the haze of his mind Jason vaguely heard the sound of a transport gearing up as he slowly came too...
It was cold.