Payback Is a Bitch

Pay-Back Is A Bitch

Chapter 3

This is a work of gay fiction. The characters and sexual scenarios only existed in the imagination of the author. If you are offended by older boys and men hooking up with a younger teen, please stop reading immediately.

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Through the rest of that summer, Buck continued his domination of Sam by requiring the younger boy to satisfy his sexual needs with this mouth and throat at least once every few days. Sam discovered that Buck's parents were usually not at home until supper time, and that gave Buck plenty of time to use Sam as his toy and plaything. It was typical for Buck to text Sam every few days and say, "Get your ass over to my house now." If Sam was hanging out with his friends, he would have to make an excuse for why he had to suddenly leave, hop on his bike and pedal as fast as he could to Buck's house. When he knocked on the door, Buck would typically answer the door wearing just his underwear. He allowed Sam inside and would say, "Go up to my bedroom, get naked, and wait for me." Sam would obey, of course. He had no choice.

Sam learned that every time he had sex with Buck, Sam had to be completely naked. This puzzled Sam because Buck never made any effort at all to touch Sam's body or his genitals. Maybe Buck just liked to look at Sam's smooth body while he sucked Buck off? Maybe Buck just liked to make Sam feel inferior to him by making him be naked while Buck was clothed, with just his cock exposed?

Sam was getting accustomed to these occasional summons to go service Buck. Eventually, after making Sam wait, naked, in Buck's bedroom, Buck would come into the room, still in his underwear. Often, Buck would grill Sam for a few minutes, asking him questions about what Sam had been doing since Buck last saw him. "Have you been sucking off any of your little buddies this week, Sammy-boy?" Sam would just shake his head and say, "That would be against the rules." That answer always made Buck happy. "Damn right it would," Buck would say, "Your mouth is mine, and don't you forget that. It belongs to me. You are a cocksucker only for my dick unless I tell you different." Then Buck would pull Sam's face into the bulge of his underwear and make Sam start licking his meat through the white cotton fabric of his briefs. Sam liked doing that because it allowed him to savor the masculine and musky smell of Buck's crotch, which always turned him on.

"Pull my dick out and start licking it," Buck would order. Sam would pull Buck's underwear down and start running his tongue up and down that marble-white shaft, getting it soaked with Sam's spit. "Lick my balls, faggot," Buck would say. Sam would push his face up between Buck's muscular thighs and start licking his big testicles and his wrinkled scrotum. Eventually, Buck would tell Sam to suck him, and Sam always complied. Sam always worked hard for Buck's semen. He loved the taste of it and loved how the creamy wads of sperm would shoot into his mouth. On his way home, Sam loved how he could still taste Buck's cum on his tongue.

One day that summer, after Sam had swallowed another big load off Buck's jism, Buck told Sam, "You know, Sammy-boy, you sure have turned into an excellent cocksucker. You suck my dick a lot better than Angela does when I can talk her into blowing me. She doesn't like sucking cock very much, and she always makes me cum outside of her mouth. Fuckin' bitch won't swallow my cum! When I do get a chance to unload in her mouth, she always spits it out! But you like taking my cock-juice, don't you, Sammy-boy?" "Uh-huh," replied Sammy. "You like the taste of it, don't you?" Buck asked. "Yeah, I do," Sammy said. Buck continued, "I don't know why she don't like it. It pisses me off when she spits it out like it's some sorta poison or something. I oughta dump her ass."

Sometimes, when Sam is naked and about to do his job as Buck's personal cocksucker, Buck will take a feel of Sam's ass, squeeze it hard, and say, "Someday, Sammy-boy, I am gonna breed this little butt-pussy of yours. And when I pump my seed into your butthole, that little pussy is going to be my pussy. You know that, right faggot?" This sort of talk from Buck always scared Sam. He didn't think his tiny little asshole could take Buck's big cock, and he knew it would hurt really bad. Sam would try to change the subject or just start sucking Buck's cock to get the bully's mind off of Sam's ass.

School started that Fall, and Buck had moved up to be a freshman in high school. Sam moved up to the 8th grade, still in middle school, but his school was in a completely different building than the high school that Buck attended, and that building was way down the street from the high school. Sam didn't see Buck during school hours anymore, like he had the previous year. Not that it mattered much because, when they would see each other last year, Buck completely ignored Sam, rarely made eye contact with him, and they never spoke. Buck was usually with some of his jock friends or with that slutty Angela.

Now that Buck was in another school, Sam started feeling like he could get back close with some of his friends, like Freddie. That summer, Freddie was always asking Sam if he wanted to come spend the night at his house on the weekend. Sam knew that Freddie mainly wanted Sam to suck his dick again like he had during the previous school year, but Sam was terrified that, somehow, Buck would find out and tell everyone at their school that Sam was a cocksucker. So Sam would always make up some excuse that would keep him from spending the night with Freddie. Freddie was usually disappointed that Sam could not stay over, and, for that matter, so was Sam. But now that school had started, and Buck was in high school, Sam felt a little more confident about being with Freddie. Sam knew it was best to keep it to an after school thing because, as soon as Sam would spend the night at Freddie's house, Buck might text him and give Sam 10 or 15 minutes to come to Buck's house and suck Buck off. What could Sam do to keep that from happening? Nothing.

Sam came to realize just how strong and intense was the power that Buck held over him. Sam was scared of Buck. Buck was a mean person, someone who would think nothing of outing poor Sam to the world as a cocksucking queer. Maybe, if Sam just submitted completely to his tormentor, Buck would grow bored of using Sam and move on. Then Sam would be free. But thus far, Buck had shown no sign of growing tired of having a cute boy at his beck and call to drain Buck's balls and give total submission to him. But Sam believed it could happen one day.

During the summer, Buck forced Sam to go with him back to Smithers Park, go to the far side of the lake, and pick up strange men in the public bathroom, like he had done before. It was very easy for Sam to attract the eye of a man in that restroom. Sam was very cute, young, and had the perfect pair of cocksucker's lips of anyone around. In no time at all, while at Smithers Park, Sam would coax a man to follow him out behind the brick public bathroom building, where Sam would kneel down and take the man's cock into his mouth and throat and swallow their warm seed. It was very humiliating for Sam, of course, but it was also very exciting for the boy to give the ultimate physical pleasure to these strangers. Sam's dick sucking abilities improved with each adult penis he took in his mouth. He had just about conquered his gag reflex and could accommodate almost any size cock in his velvety throat. And the variety of the taste and texture of the man's semen taught Sam that cum and cocks were not all the same. For example, Sam had sucked his first uncircumcised penis out in those woods on a Sunday afternoon. And every time he blew a new cock, Buck would be standing there, watching from behind the big tree just a few feet away, making sure that his cocksucker was doing everything a boy could to please the man. Yes, Sam hated it. But Sam also got turned on a little by the humiliation and nasty things he was forced to do. Buck's power over Sam was complete.

But now that school had started and Buck was not always around at school, Sam felt more at ease, not worried that Buck was watching him. One day, Sam asked Freddie if he wanted to hang out after school. Freddie was a little surprised, because it seemed to be rare these days to be somewhere alone with Sam. When school was over, Sam and Freddie met in the school parking lot and headed over towards Freddie's house. On the way there, Sam suggested that they walk into some nearby woods to explore an old tree fort they had found the year before. As they walked deeper into the woods, Sam's penis was getting hard because this old tree fort was the site where Sam had sucked Freddie's dick the last time, some months ago.

When they found the old tree house, Sam stopped and looked at his dear friend. "You remember what happened the last time we were here?" Sam asked. Freddie grinned at Sam and said, "Yeah, I sure do." Sam stepped forward right in front of Freddie. Sam's hand reached out and squeezed the bulge in the front of Freddie's shorts. Freddie sighed with pleasure and spread his legs wider. Sam slowly sank to his knees in front of his friend and said, "You want me to do it again?" Sam could feel Freddie's dick plumping up fast as he looked up at him. "Y-yeah," whispered Freddie.

Sam unbuttoned Freddie's shorts and pulled down the zipper. He pulled Freddies shorts down his legs to his feet. Freddie's very erect penis was pushing out the front of Freddie's briefs as Sam stared directly at it. With slightly shaking hands Sam pulled Freddie's underwear slowly down off his hips and around the curve of his ass. Sam's mouth began to flood with saliva as Freddie's circumcised dick bounced into view. Sam caressed Freddie's small nut sack as Freddie moaned loudly. Then Sam licked Freddie's dick head and caused the boy to moan again. Sam swirled his tongue around the tip of Freddie's penis and detected a small drop of clear, viscous cock-snot oozing from the end. Sam let the precum spread around inside his mouth, savoring the taste. Freddie's hand came to rest lightly on his buddy's head.

Sam was in pure cocksucker heaven as he opened his lips and took the cock snout into his wet, warm mouth. Freddie gasped and stood on his toes as he felt his cock being engulfed into Sam's soft oral cavity, sinking deeper and deeper as Sam started sucking on the shaft with his lips. "Goddamn," Freddie whispered, "This feels so fuckin' good!" Sam continued playing with Freddie's balls, pulling them downwards lightly. Freddie could tell that Sam had vastly improved his cocksucking skills, but how? Had Sam been sucking someone else's dick? But there was no doubt about it... Sam had definitely upped his game in the fellatio department.

It had been a couple of days since Freddie had last jacked off, so he knew he was not going to last very long. He wanted the incredible sensations to last longer, but Sam's enhanced cocksucking skills were going to make that impossible. Sam's tongue cradled the underside of Freddie's shaft as it slid in and out of Sam's dripping lips, making Freddie moan loudly. Sam was hungry for Freddie's sperm and he bobbed his head back and forth on his buddy's super-hard dick, milking and pumping the semen up from Freddie's balls.

Freddie's hands now gripped Sam's head firmly as he started fucking Sam's mouth and throat. Sam detected Freddie's breathing become faster and more labored, then his dick hardened even more. With a loud "FUCK!" Freddie went over the crest of the orgasmic wave that crashed through him, and he drove his cock as deep into Sam's mouth as it would go. Sam felt the hard cock erupt, shooting bullets of gooey semen deep into Sam's mouth. Sam sucked harder and swallowed fast as Freddie flooded his mouth with cum. Sam loved the taste and texture of Freddie's sperm, but he had to admit to himself that he liked the taste of Buck's cum even better.

Once the tsunami of Freddie's orgasm had run its course, Freddie slowly withdrew his penis from Sam's mouth. Sam licked the cock head, sucking out the final drops of spooge and savoring the taste. When Freddie caught his breath, he said, "Stand up, Sam, and let me jerk you off! That was a fantastic blow-job, the best I have ever had!" Sam jumped to his feet and unbuttoned and unzipped his shorts, pulling them and his briefs down to his knees, freeing his painfully hard cock. Freddie grabbed hold of his friend's erection and started jerking it rapidly. Sam was so horny from sucking his buddy's dick that it only took a few strokes and tugs to bring Sam off. Sam's dick started ejaculating his cum in rapid spurts, like a machine gun, onto the ground.

Both boys sagged down to the ground as they recovered from their intense orgasms. They had pulled their clothes back on and just talked. Freddie said, "Dang it, Sam, that was a great blow-job! Fuck, you have really gotten better at it, not that you were bad ever. But that was over the top!" Sam blushed as he grinned at Freddie. Freddie said, "I've gotta ask you, though... have you been sucking other dicks since you last blew me? Because you are a real pro at it." Sam didn't know what to say. Had Freddie heard something about Sam sucking Buck Johansson over the summer? Sam started to panic just a little, not knowing what to say. Finally, Sam replied, "Yeah, I have." Freddie leaned forward towards Sam and said, "Really? Wow! Is it someone I know?" Sam looked up at his friend and said, "Freddie, if I told you who he is, then I would have to tell him that I have been sucking you off and tell him your name. I'm not going to do that. You both deserve privacy. I would never tell anyone that I have been sucking you off. No one else needs to know that. You know what I mean?"

"Yeah, I get it," said Freddie. "And I appreciate your keeping our secret. You can count on me to keep ours." With that, the boys got up, brushed off the dirt and leaves from their clothes, and headed out of the woods. They headed to Freddie's house, where they played video games until it was time for Sam to head home for supper and homework.

Over the course of that Fall semester, Sam continued to quickly respond to Buck's text messages to come to his house and suck his dick. Buck was as horny as ever, and as much an asshole as ever. Sam knew very well what was expected of him. When Buck let Sam in his door, Sam immediately went up to Buck's bedroom and stripped his clothes off. Eventually, Buck would come in and present his dick to Sam for sucking. Once Buck had shot his load into Sam's mouth, Sam would zip Buck's shorts, get dressed and return home.

Sam would also get together with Freddie on occasion after school, and Sam would suck Freddie's dick. This happened about two or three times a month, and they would usually do it out in the woods by the old tree fort. One time, after Sam had drained Freddie's balls, Freddie brought up the idea of Sam expanding his cocksucking services to include a mutual friend of theirs, a kid named Jeff, who they went to school with. Sam knew Jeff very well, and liked the kid quite a bit. At first, Sam refused to consider it. He thought that Jeff was a likeable guy, and he was cute. Freddie had said that he and Jeff had been talking about blow-jobs a lot, and that Jeff was so anxious to get his dick sucked that he was driving Freddie crazy. Freddie swore to Sam that he had not said anything about Sam liking dicks, but Freddie thought that Jeff could be trusted not to tell anyone if Sam would blow him. But Sam was afraid that, if he started sucking off every horny boy in middle school, his secret would be shot and, even more scary, it would violate one of Buck's rules. No thanks to that, Sam thought.

Time passed. Sam had turned 14, as had Freddie. And Buck was now 16. Buck continued to summon and use Sam as his cum-dump once or twice a week. Nothing much changed there. One Sunday afternoon, just after Christmas, Buck took Sam back to Smithers Park for another afternoon of Sam picking up strangers in the men's room at the park, taking them into the woods, and sucking their cocks until they came. Buck seemed to love making his cocksucker service men that Sam did not know or had, for that matter, ever seen before. The only exception was that that Sunday afternoon, Sam reconnected with the young black man that Sam had blown that very first time at the Park months before. The black stranger blew his wad down Sam's throat back there in the woods after Sam had given his best effort at sucking the man off.

Now that Buck was 16, he got his driving license and, soon thereafter, a car. One day towards the end of the school year, Buck informed Sam that he would be picking up Sam every morning and take him to school. Buck was not available in the afternoons because he would hang out with his slutty girlfriend, Angela.

That Monday morning, Buck pulled up in front of Sam's house and blew the car's horn. Buck had warned Sam the night before that he had better not make Buck wait long for him or Buck would make him pay. So Sam came running out of the front door quickly and jumped into the car's front seat. Buck drove towards the school and both boys were silent until Buck turned into the parking lot at WalMart and parked the car on the edge of the lot. Sam said, "What are we stopping for?" Buck didn't answer him, but looked at Sam and said, "Unzip my pants." "What?" Sam said, "I'll be late for school!" Buck just sat there his eyes glaring menacingly at Sam. "I said, unzip my pants, queer-boy! You're about to get an early breakfast." Sam did as he was told and pulled down Buck's zipper. "Get my cock out and start sucking," said Buck.

As he pulled out Buck's cock, his mouth began watering. Here it was, yet again, the beautiful marble-white penis with the fat swollen pink head that Sam had fallen in love with a year earlier. Immediately, Sam leaned over Buck's lap and sucked the sexy cock deep into his mouth. Sam did his best to work Buck's dick over well so the older boy would feed him his seed and they could get on to school. Buck had picked Sam up at his home early, so they had ten minutes or so to let Sam suck Buck's dick. Sam bobbed his head up and down rapidly on Buck's fat cock, slobbering over the hard shaft as he sucked. It wasn't long before Buck roughly shoved Sam's head down, causing Buck's dick to enter Sam's throat and begin flooding Sam's mouth with his warm creamy seed.

"Lick it clean," Buck ordered, "then put it away and zip me back up." Sam obeyed him and then sat back in his seat. Buck started the car and continued their journey to the middle school. This routine repeated itself every school day until school let out for the summer.

One day in mid-summer, Sam was hanging out with Freddie and their mutual friend, Jeff. They were riding their bicycles, kind of bored and looking for something to do. When they rode near the section of woods where the old tree fort was located, Freddie said, "Hey, let's go find the old tree fort and hang out there for a while. It's hotter than hell out here, and the fort is in the woods where it's shady and cooler." Sam shrugged and Jeff liked the idea, so they rode as far into the woods as their bicycles could take them, then walked a ways until they came up to the old tree house.

The boys sat down and Jeff immediately started talking about girls and sex, and the other two boys joined in as well. Jeff kept talking about wanting to receive a blow-job but couldn't find any girl that would do it. Freddie said, "Yeah, getting a blow-job is awesome! I've never felt anything like it." Freddie immediately regretted saying what he had just said, because Jeff quickly said, "Wait, you've had a blow-job before? Who did it? Was it Susan Davis? What was it like? Who was it, Freddie, maybe I can talk her into sucking my dick!"

Freddie lowered his head. He didn't mean to tell Jeff about this. It had just slipped out. But Jeff wasn't going to let it go. "No, it wasn't Susan Davis," Freddie said. Jeff launched into a list of girls' names they knew from school, trying to guess who the cocksucker was, but Freddie shot them down as soon as Jeff threw the names out there. Jeff was getting frustrated and a little angry at his friend. Finally, Jeff stopped, his mind working hard, and he said, "Was... was it a guy who sucked you off?" Sam was about to panic. He tried his best to change the subject, but Jeff was like a dog with a bone. Jeff's eyes searched Freddie's eyes, then said, "Yeah, it was a guy, wasn't it? You got some dude to suck your dick, right?" Freddie remained silent, but that did nothing but confirm in Jeff's mind that it had indeed been another male who had sucked him off. Again Sam tried to steer the conversation away from blow-jobs, but Jeff continued on. "Man, if it were me, I wouldn't mind having a dude blow me. I just want to experience what it is like! I would never tell anyone else! It would be just between him and me. Tell me who it was, Freddie, please!"

When Freddie looked up, he glanced over at Sam with an apologetic look in his eye. Sam just grimaced and felt his face start to blush with embarrassment. Jeff went on, "Honest, I would never tell anyone if a guy blew me. You can trust me, Freddie! Honest, you can! Who was it?" Suddenly, against all of his instincts and out of frustration with Jeff's non-stop badgering, Sam looked down at the ground between his legs and quietly said, "It was me."

Jeff's eyes widened and his mouth fell open. He looked at Sam intently and said, "You? You sucked Freddie's dick?" It was Freddie's turn to stare at the ground. Sam looked up at his shocked friend and said as seriously as he could, "You can't tell anybody, Jeff, you understand me? You can never tell a soul about it. If word got out that...." Sam couldn't finish the sentence. Jeff immediately said, "Aw, I'd never tell anyone about this, bro! I'd never tell anyone anything. I swear!"

The three boys sat there in silence for a minute or so before Jeff said, "When was the last time you did it?" The cat was already out of the bag, so Sam saw no sense in telling a lie. "It was about four days ago." Jeff's eyes widened in surprise again and his voice got higher in pitch. "Four days ago??" "Yeah," said Sam. "Wow!" said Jeff, "that is so cool! Where did you guys do it?" Freddie finally rejoined the world from his despair about spilling the beans about Sam. "We usually do it right here, by the tree house." "Well, I'll be fucked!" exclaimed Jeff. "You mean on this very spot?" Jeff looked at Sam and said, "You sucked Freddie's dick right here just four days ago? Damn, bro, that must have been really fun! Was it fun, Freddie? Did it feel really good?" Freddie enthusiastically nodded his head in the affirmative. "Yeah," Freddie admitted, "Sam does a really good job with it. I've never felt anything better."

Now Jeff turned his full attention to Sam. "Bro," Jeff said, "Would you give me a blow-job? Please?" Jeff sounded so needy, almost whiny, as he practically begged Sam to suck him. "I need it, dude, I need it really bad," said Jeff. Sam glanced down between Jeff's legs and saw that his friend had a very visible erection going in his shorts. It excited Sam to know that he could get this kind of excited sexual reaction from another boy. Sam reached over and squeezed Jeff's boner, and said, "If you tell anyone about this, Jeff, I will fuckin' kill you! I will make your life a living hell. You got that?" Jeff now had a very hopeful look in his eyes. "Yeah-yeah-yeah, I swear I'll never tell anyone, I promise!" said Jeff.

Sam looked over at Freddie and said, "You want me to suck yours too?" Freddie grinned and said, "I thought you would never ask!" Sam stood up and said, "Let's get naked."

Jeff was a small boy, about 5'4" and slim. His brown hair was slightly long, over his ears and down his neck. His body was hairless except for his arm pits and above his dick. His dick was about 5 inches long, uncircumcised, and was sticking straight up, pointing to his belly. Sam could see it pulsing and twitching with his heartbeat. Jeff's butt was cute and tight, curving away from his back and arcing around until it joined his upper thighs. His balls were smooth and small. His legs and arms were smooth and toned, and his belly was flat but not muscular. Jeff started playing with his dick as he looked at both Sam and Freddie, who were both naked and erect as well. Sam knew from his experiences at the Smithers Park public restrooms that he should use his t-shirt to kneel on in this wooded area.

Sam kneeled down and beckoned Jeff to step closer to him. Sam took Jeff's very hard dick into his hands and slowly squeezed and stroked it as Jeff moaned above him. Sam leaned in and licked the boy's erection from base to the tip, causing Jeff to flinch and moan even more loudly. Then Sam took his buddy's dick into his wet mouth and started sucking it. He slid the dick deeper into his mouth, causing Jeff to groan, "Oh gawd!" Sam did his best to give his friend the best blow-job he could, using his tongue and lips to swirl and suck the bone-hard penis. Sam slid the foreskin back off of the head and began licking the swollen purple cock head, swirling around it and nibbling at the flare of the helmet. While he sucked Jeff's penis, Sam reached over and took Freddie's cock into his grip, stroking and squeezing it, then reached below it and cupped the boy's balls.

"FUCK!" groaned Jeff as he experienced the greatest feeling he had ever had on his dick. In just about one minute into the blow-job, Jeff's entire body suddenly stiffened, his muscles taut, and he crammed his penis into Sam's mouth. Jeff's dick exploded, sending shot after shot of warm, thin semen into Sam's sucking mouth. The boy continued to shoot his jizz. Sam enjoyed the feel of Jeff's cum filling his mouth and he started swallowing the salty thin sperm as quickly as he could. For a little guy, Sam thought, he sure did cum a lot. When Jeff's orgasm dwindled down to a dribble, Sam let the softening penis slip from his mouth and swallowed the last of Jeff's load. Jeff's knees buckled and the boy sagged to the ground in front of Sam. "Fuck," Jeff gasped, "That was the fuckin' best feeling in the world!"

Then Freddie moved closer to Sam's face. "My turn?" he asked. In answer, Sam just opened his mouth and took Freddie's familiar cock into his warm wetness. Sam started bobbing his head, letting Freddie's meat slide in and out over Sam's soft tongue. Freddie was grunting and moaning as he fucked Sam's mouth. Freddie threw his head back in bliss and held onto Sam's head to maintain his balance. Sam sucked the cock hard and worked his tongue around the swollen cock head. It took about 5 minutes for Freddie to reach his climax, and then he pushed his penis deep into Sam's mouth and began to pump his thick, creamy hot sperm into Sam's throat. The whole time, Jeff sat back on his haunches and watched the pornographic show. As Freddie emptied his balls into Sam's mouth, Sam reached down and grabbed his own boner and started rapidly jerking it until he began shooting his own cum onto the ground below him.

All three boys took a few minutes to regain their strength and composure. Jeff started talking fast and loudly about how incredible Sam's mouth felt on his dick and how he loved shooting his jizz into Sam's mouth. Both Sam and Freddie told Jeff again how important it was to never tell anyone about what had happened. Jeff assured them that his lips were sealed.

The three boys stood up after a minute and started pulling on their clothes. Jeff was already talking about how soon he could get another of Sam's blow-jobs, but Sam was noncommittal. Jeff suggested another session the next day, but Sam said he was probably going to be busy around his house with summertime chores. They walked out of the woods with their bicycles and, with a wave and goodbyes, they split up into different directions, heading to their homes.

It was about two weeks later when Sam received a text from Buck. "Meet me at Smithers Park by the lake tomorrow at noon." Sam was a bit puzzled by this text because the next day was not Sunday. Every time in the past, when Buck directed Sam to meet him at Smithers Park, it was always on a Sunday, a day which Buck had told him was supposedly the day that the public restroom on the far side of the lake was the most busy with men cruising the place for sex. This was a strange twist. What was Buck up to? If he wanted a blow-job, like he usually did, Sam could suck him at his house as usual. Maybe Buck wanted to see how many men would be there on a Friday?

Friday arrived, and Sam got on his bike and started out to Smithers Park. When Sam arrived, he saw Buck standing by the near side of the lake with his bicycle. As Sam rode up to join the older teen, Buck just looked at Sam and said, "Follow me." Buck started off riding in the opposite direction from the public restroom on the far side of the lake. As always, Sam rode behind Buck and couldn't help but admire the older boy's muscular butt as he pedaled along. Buck was truly a hot-looking boy. Sam really had fallen in love with Buck's dick, of course, but now he was focused on Buck's meaty behind.

They rode into the large forested area where Buck had taken Sam the very first time Sam had been inside Smithers Park, riding their bikes through the trees along the narrowing path. Sam thought, maybe Buck is taking me back to the place by the creek deep into the forest where Sam had sucked Buck off. Sure enough, when they came to the spot, Buck stopped his bike, dismounted it and walked it several yards into the thick trees, where he stashed it under some fallen limbs. Sam did the same.

Buck led Sam for the long trek to the spot Sam remembered, a small clearing beside the creek that ran through the forest. There were a few downed trees at the edges of the small clearing, and when they got there, Buck sat down on one of horizontal trunk of one of those trees. Sam came up to him silently and got ready to take off all of his clothes and kneel before his tormentor to, as usual, suck off the older boy. But this time, Buck motioned for Sam to stand still. Sam was wary now.

Buck said, "So, Sammy-boy, what have you been doing this summer?" In spite of the innocuous question, Buck's voice had a tone of malevolence in it. "N-nothing much, just hanging out." Sam decided to add to his answer, in hopes of easing the tension he felt from the older boy. "And just waiting around in case you text me to come do you." Buck laughed softly and said, "That's a good boy. Because I own you, faggot. You're my property. I not only own your mouth and throat, I own every bit of you. You know that, right?" Sam swallowed hard and said, "Yes, you own me." Buck stared very intently into Sam's eyes and said, "And you know the rules that I have for you, right? You know that you are to obey everything that I say, immediately, 100%. You know that you are my cocksucker, and you are forbidden to suck anyone else's dick unless I expressly allow it, right?" Sam gulped and said, "Yes."

Buck continued to stare at Sam in silence for a few seconds, then said, "Take off all of your clothes, Sammy-boy." Sam immediately began pulling his shoes and socks off, then slid his t-shirt over his head and pulled his shorts down and off his legs. Just as Sam was about to pull off his underwear, Buck abruptly said, "Leave your panties on." Of course, they were not panties, they were a pair of white Hanes cotton boy's briefs. This was different, thought Sam, but he left his underwear on and stood up straight.

Buck continued to stare directly at Sam's eyes, making the younger boy more uncomfortable than he already was. Buck's eyes then looked down at Sam's naked body, scanning the boy and assessing it like he was thinking about buying a car or a prize cow. Sam didn't know what to do, but he was uneasy and intimidated.

Buck slowly stood up from his seated position on the fallen tree trunk and moved towards Sam, and then stepped behind the boy. Buck's hand reached out and cupped the supple curve of Sam's ass, giving it a very firm squeeze. Sam winced as Buck's hand squeezed his behind very hard. Buck said, "Yeah, I own this too."

Buck released Sam's butt-cheek and moved back around to face Sam. Buck leaned down and picked up Sam's t-shirt and his shorts, then went over and draped them across the fallen tree where Buck had been sitting. Buck turned to face Sam and said, "So, Sammy-boy, have you been sucking any dick other than mine this summer?" Sam's stomach gave a lurch and he started to panic. Did he know? thought Sam. No, he couldn't know, there's no way! Sam swallowed again and said softly, "N-no!" Buck got closer to the frightened boy and said, "Now you're lying to me, Sammy-boy!" Sam was about to pass out from fear as Buck got right in his face. "No, I-I'm not lying!" said Sam, his voice now sounding at a higher pitch.

Buck sneered at Sam and said, "If you're not lying to me, you little cocksucker, then why would your boyfriend, Jeff, tell me that you have sucked his pathetic little dick multiple times this summer, and as recently as just a couple of days ago? Who's lying to me, cocksucker? You? Or Jeff?" Sam's entire body was trembling now as he stood stiffly in front of Buck. Somehow, Buck had learned about him and Freddie and Jeff playing by the old tree fort. This did not look good, not good at all! Sam just looked at Buck with a frightened, pleading look on his face, but Buck just started at him, looking very stern and angry. Sam was silent.

"I thought so," said Buck after what seemed to Sam to be a long, long time. "I didn't think that little fag, Jeff, was lying to me," said Buck, "especially after a friend of mine spotted the three of you little fairies going into the woods not far from school. It was easy for me to get a hold of little Jeff and take him back to my house. Little shit actually peed in his britches when I told him I was about to beat the ever-loving shit outta him unless he told me what you three little girls were doing back there in the woods. Ha! You should have seen him, trembling and crying like a little bitch. I really didn't have to lay a hand on him, except for a light slap on his face every now and then. He told me that you got him back in the woods with your other loser friend, Freddie, and you begged him to let you suck his dick!"

Sam felt his eyes fill with tears. How was he going to get out of this? He couldn't try to run because Buck had his clothes draped over the fallen tree trunk. Besides, where could he go? Buck would never let him get away and would just beat him up worse than he was undoubtedly about to do now. Sam was looking down at his feet, but all he could think of to say was, "That's not true. Jeff begged me to suck him off. He had never had a blow-job before." "Doesn't matter," Buck replied angrily. "You sucked his dick, and you sucked Freddie's too. You broke the rules. You have to pay the price."

Sam started softly sobbing as he looked at his feet. He couldn't be too mad at Jeff, though. Jeff was afraid for his life, so much so that Buck said he wet himself. "W-what are you going to do?" asked Sam meekly. Instead of answering, Buck walked slowly towards Sam, causing the younger boy to close his eyes tightly, preparing for the blow from Buck's fist. But no blow came. Instead, Buck walked around Sam and once again took Sam's right butt-cheek into his firm grip and squeezed it hard. Sam started to turn his head to look back at Buck, but the older teen hissed, "Look straight ahead, faggot! Don't look at me! You have no right to even look at me. I know you want to because I turn you on, but you have to earn that right."

Sam felt Buck's other hand come up and grab Sam's left wrist, pulling it up behind Sam's back. While Buck was groping Sam's fleshy, round melon-cheek, Buck pulled Sam's left arm and wrist up Sam's back towards his shoulders. It started to hurt, so Sam cried out, "Ow, that hurts!" Buck laughed and said, "Good! It's supposed to."

With that, Buck shoved the mostly naked boy forward, towards the fallen tree where Buck had been sitting a few minutes before. Buck shoved Sam again, never releasing his left arm behind Sam's back. With one final hard shove from behind, Sam's lower belly crashed into the tree trunk lying parallel to the ground, and Sam's upper torso and head flopped forward over his clothing that Buck had draped over the heavy bark of the tree. Buch's left hand gripped Sam's wrist even tighter and pushed it up towards Sam's shoulders, causing the younger boy to cry out in pain. Sam's feet could barely reach the ground as he was forced over the huge log.

Sam had never felt so helpless or vulnerable than he did now. He was crying and snot was running from his nose. "Don't!" pleaded the younger boy. Buck made no reply. He moved his right hand to grope and squeeze Sam's left butt-cheek. Sam's body was wriggling and squirming in an effort to straighten his back from where he was bent over the log until Sam felt a sharp, painful smack on his ass. "OWW, fuck that hurts!!" cried Sam. "Stay still, faggot," hissed Buck harshly. Another painful slap rained down on Sam's upturned behind and Sam cried out again. Sam considered yelling out for help, but as deep into the woods as they were, Sam knew that no one would hear him.

Sam's left arm was hurting as Buck pinned it to his back. Sam tried to calm himself and he stopped struggling and squirming. He lay still for about half a minute, then felt Buck's hold on his left arm ease somewhat. Sam continued sniveling but, in his mind, Sam had surrendered, submitting to Buck's power and control over him. Sam had no choice. He felt himself calm down a little as he realized this. His entire body relaxed somewhat, and Buck, seeing this, relaxed his painful hold on Sam's left arm considerably.

Buck said, "Don't you fuckin' move, Sammy-boy." Then Buck stepped back and looked down at his victim, helplessly bent over the tree log, his feet barely touching the ground. Sam heard some rustling of clothes, and he deduced that Buck was getting undressed. When Buck was finished undressing, he moved back up close to the helpless boy and started running his hands up and down the prominent curve of Sam's butt, squeezing the firm fleshy melons through the boy's underwear.

Sam was about to panic. What was going to happen to him? Buck had played with his ass before, but this seemed different. Buck said, "You have a really pretty ass, you know that? Nice and smooth and fat, just like a girl's ass." Buck played with Sam's rump for another couple of minutes, then stopped and started pulling Sam's white cotton briefs down over the curve of Sam's ass. Buck sighed as he pulled the underwear down and said, almost to himself, "Let's see what this little ass looks like without the panties on."

Oh shit! thought Sam, He's gonna fuck me! Sam started squirming and wiggling again until Buck slapped him against the side of the head. It hurt. "Stop moving!" Buck said, "You're gonna make this a lot worse than it has to be!" Sam kept still and felt his underwear slide down his legs. Buck emitted a loud moan as he looked down on Sam's very white ass. Buck slid down to sit on his haunches, his face now at eye-level with Sam's upturned butt. "Fuck!" whispered Buck, "It really is pretty for a boy's ass!" Buck leaned forward and brought his nose close to Sam's ass crack, giving it a couple of sniffs. Then Sam felt Buck's fingers slide into the deep crevice of his bottom and pry his butt-cheeks apart. Buck had a few more sniffs of Sam's behind then, after slipping his index finger into his mouth, moved the finger down between Sam's butt-cheeks and started teasing and rubbing Sam's little puckered virgin asshole. Sam let out a loud gasp, followed by a soft whimper as the finger pushed against the sphincter muscle of Sam's hole and slid up inside.

No one had ever touched Sam's asshole before, and he was pleasantly surprised by how good Buck's exploring finger felt. There was some momentary discomfort with the initial digital penetration, but that quickly evaporated. Sam sighed as he relaxed his butthole, which made it feel even better.

Buck laughed and said, "Fuck, that little pussy is tight! Man, this little hole is clamping down on my finger and trying to suck it in deeper!" Buck pushed his finger up inside Sam's ass as far as it could go, then started probing around inside the younger boy. Then Buck pulled his finger out and slid across the log that Sam was bent over. He pulled Sam's head up and pushed his hard cock snout against Sam's lips. Sam automatically opened his mouth and allowed Buck's cock to push inside. "Make it really hard and wet, Sammy-boy!" said Buck. Sam sucked the dick he had fallen in love with and soon it was soaked with Sam's spit and throat juices. Sam even hoped Buck would cum in Sam's mouth, and forget all about fucking his little virginal tail. But that wasn't going to happen.

Buck eventually withdrew his meat from Sam's mouth, hopped over the big tree trunk, and resumed his position behind poor Sam. Buck put his left hand on the small of Sam's back and gripped his cock shaft with his right hand. He spit on Sam's ass and pushed the saliva down between Sam's butt-cheeks to his little cherry hole. Sam was hoping there would be more lube used than just some spit.

Without warning, Buck pressed his swollen wet cock head against Sam's asshole muscle and gave a powerful push. Sam hollered as he was opened and penetrated by Buck's large cock. Sam cried out, "Fuck! It hurts, Buck! Please go slow!" Buck just chuckled and kept pushing. The pain made Sam start trying to move forward and away from the invading cock snout, but Buck's strong hand grabbed Sam's shoulders and held him in place. "Oh no you don't, Sammy-boy!" sneered Buck, "Don't try to get away! You're gonna love it when I get all the way inside your little ass! Quit struggling and let it happen! It's gonna happen whether you like it or not! This is what you get for breaking my rules! This is what happens to my property when you disobey me." Buck's cock slowly pushed deeper inside Sam's now deflowered ass. Sam felt his poor little butthole get pried open and stretched by Buck's hard penis.

Buck started slowly fucking his boy stretched out over the log. Sam was still squirming as Buck's plunging cock sank deeper into his tight pussy. Buck was turned on by the boy's pleas to stop, and he just fucked him harder. Sam's efforts to escape the big cock up his ass continued, but Buck had a very firm grip on the boy's smaller back. Buck looked down and watched in amazement as his big cock sank into the lily-white ass of his boy. He started hammering the boy's ass. Buck started mumbling to himself, "Fuck, this is better than pussy! Angela's cunt ain't nearly this tight! Damn, and it's like a furnace in there! This pussy is gripping my dick like a vise! So good, so fuckin' good!"

Buck was humping the upturned butt wildly, now in love with Sam's tiny little asshole. Looking down at the supple curve of Sam's round behind, Buck loved how the meat of Sam's ass rippled and shook with each inward thrust of Buck's cock. Buck just fucked the boy harder.

Sam stopped resisting the fucking he was getting and tried to relax his body as best he could. He tried to open his asshole to accommodate the invader. He heard a loud slapping sound as Buck's hips slammed into Sam's butt-cheeks, making a "smack smack smack" sound. The pain was not so severe now. His sobs started to subside as he felt his body being jolted hard by the animalistic fucking he was receiving. In fact, Buck's cock started rubbing up against something deep inside Sam's asshole that started sending ripples of intense pleasure throughout Sam's body. Sam grunted with each inward thrust, and he began moaning in pleasure. Buck chuckled to himself as he heard and felt Sam relax and surrender himself to Buck's big cock.

Buck could feel his balls begin to lift and he knew he was close to achieving the ultimate domination over his boy. In Buck's sadistic mind, Sam was his boy. He owned him like he owned a pet. The warm hole he currently had his dick buried in was his hole.

These thoughts drove Buck to fuck Sam's butt even harder and faster, until Buck yelled like a conquering savage and drove his spasming cock as deep inside Sam's little ass as he could. Buck's cock started belching hot wads of male seed into Sam's behind, deep up inside the younger boy. "TAKE IT!" screamed Buck, "Take my cum, you hot little bitch! Take it! Take it! Take it!" Buck's eyes rolled into the back of his skull as his cock flooded Sam's rectum with sperm. Buck snarled, "This is MY ass, cocksucker! I am marking you right now! Your pussy belongs to me! Take my cum, faggot!"

Sam lay there listening to Buck's moaning and swearing, and he knew that Buck was filling his ass with his creamy semen. Sam was exhausted and his asshole was sore, but after the pain of the initial penetration, the pain had decreased and intense tingles of pleasure had replaced it. Sam thought to himself that, with time and experience, he could enjoy having a big dick up his ass. And, he thought, by the way Buck was carrying on, he was going to get a lot of experience getting screwed.

Buck slowly withdrew his wilting penis from Sam's butt, and the sensation of Sam's tight little butthole gripping his cock felt incredible.Sam was exhausted and lay still, his body draped across the log. Sam felt like his asshole was gaping open, and it felt very empty now. He heard Buck moving around behind him.

Buck picked up Sam's underwear from the ground and used it to wipe off his sperm-coated penis, then Sam's raw, red hole. Buck chuckled as he looked closely at Sam's butthole and saw that it was still yawning wide open, enough that Buck could easily see the inner walls of the soft rectum. Some of Buck's thick white semen started flowing out of Sam's hole, down onto the boy's ball sack. Buck was amazed at how horny that sight made him. That was his cum flowing out of the boy-pussy, cum that he had planted up in there. It was his seed, and was a sign of Buck's ownership of Sam's pretty ass. Buck's hands caressed the soft skin of Sam's meaty butt-cheeks as he laid claim to this ass.

Buck sighed with satisfaction and he felt that his anger and aggression had faded away when he bred the boy's ass. Buck went up behind Sam and helped the boy straighten up and move off of the log. Sam's knees buckled, but Buck's strong arms held the boy by his armpits and helped him slide to the ground below him. Buck immediately started gloating about what an incredible fuck Sam had given him, something he had never felt before in its intensity. "That's an amazing ass you have there, Sammy-boy!" said Buck proudly. "I've never felt anything so tight and hot before! You are a much better fuck than Angela, but you'd better not tell her I said that. I mean, she knows you suck my dick every now and then, and I think she likes that because, as I've told you before, she's not too keen on sucking me off. And you're a much better cocksucker than she is, too! But if she ever found out that I like fucking you more than I like fucking her, she might not like that too much! You know what I mean, Sammy-boy?" Sam was shocked to hear that Buck had told Angela about him and Sam. No one was supposed to know that! It made Sam angry that Buck had outed him to Angela, because that bitch couldn't keep her mouth shut.

Sam looked up at Buck and said, "Can I just go home? I'm really sore and I am tired." Buck looked down at the naked boy and said, "Not just yet, Sammy-boy. Just rest there for a bit. I'm thinking I might want another crack at your pretty tail before we call it a day."

Sam couldn't believe his ears! This bastard wanted to fuck him some more! Sam didn't think his ass could take it. "Please Buck?" said Sam, "I'll suck your dick for you, just please leave my ass alone." Buck grinned at Sam and said, "Unless you want the whole school to hear what a queer you are, you'll do whatever I want you to do! Don't you get it, faggot? I own your sorry ass! And you'll take my cock in your mouth and in your ass, whatever I want. You're my bitch! My whore! And you'll take my cock whenever I decide to give it to you. Besides, I heard you moaning when I was fucking you, I know you loved my cock in your ass. You loved it, just like all faggots love cock."

The aching soreness in Sam's butthole was starting to fade. He was pissed that Buck had fucked him so hard, especially when it was Sam's first time to get fucked. Buck was still jabbering about what a great fuck he had given Sam. "Please, Buck," Sam pleaded, "Please let me blow you instead of fucking me again! You like me giving you blow-jobs! My ass is too sore to take it again."

Buck just glared at Sam as the boy begged him. But all of Sam's crying and begging and pleading was just making Buck's cock chub up again. Buck said, "Get over here and suck my dick."

Sam scrambled over to where Buck was sitting on the ground, still naked. Buck spread his legs to allow Sam access to his hardening penis, and soon Sam was down there, sucking Buck's cock. Sam was hopeful that he could get Buck to cum in his mouth so Sam's abused asshole could find some rest. Sam licked Buck's balls while stroking the hefty penis, then took the penis into his mouth and started sucking it vigorously. Buck groaned and Sam sucked even harder.

Sam's hopes for a reprieve were dashed, however, when Buck said, "Go back over there and bend over that downed tree again." Sam pulled Buck's cock out of his mouth and said, "Oh, please, Buck, just let me get you off with my mouth! My ass is so sore right now, I don't think I can take it." Buck scrambled to his feet and looked down at Sam. "This is the last time I'm gonna say it, Sammy-boy. Get over there and bend over. Your ass can take it."

Sam sighed and slowly got to his feet and approached the fallen tree trunk. His shorts and t-shirt were still draped over the tree as a cushion for Sam's belly. Buck came up behind Sam and moved him to the tree, then pushed on Sam's shoulders, causing the younger boy to bend his body over the tree trunk. Buck started lightly caressing Sam's butt-cheeks as Sam's fleshy ass was presented to his tormentor. Buck muttered, "Man, I never knew how good fucking this cute little ass could feel! Sammy-boy, your ass feels so soft and smooth, and when I get my cock up inside you, it feels like warm butter inside!"

Buck pried open Sam's butt-cheeks and bent down, visually inspecting his new prize. Sam's little butthole had finally closed, but the outside of his tiny pucker was red and swollen. Buck wet his finger in his mouth and then pushed the didgit up inside Sam's bottom. Sam winced and cried out, "Oh fuck, it hurts, Buck!" Buck just chuckled and said, "Stand still, faggot!" Buck's finger probed Sam's hole some more, then spit in his hand and rubbed the spit all over the nose of his hard cock. Then Buck dropped a large wad of spit into the crack of Sam's ass and smeared it over the tiny hole.

Buck got close behind Sam now, mounting the boy's pretty ass, and pushed his cock snout up against the tight, muscled ring of Sam's hole, and started pushing. Sam cried out as the cock snout penetrated his sphincter, popping the swollen head of Buck's penis inside Sam''s butt. Buck said, "Quit your whining, you know you want my cock up in your pussy! This is what all queers want." Now Buck slid his steely hard dick further inside as Sam cried and wailed. "Fuck!" said Buck, "You should feel how smooth and hot your asshole feels on my cock, Sammy-boy! Your pussy just clamps down on my dick and tries to pull me further inside you! This feels so fuckin' good, so you just take it like a good faggot!"

Buck's cock started sawing in and out of Sam's tight hole faster now. Sam had tears running down his face and he gritted his teeth as he felt his butt being stuffed full. But, like the first time, Sam started feeling the pain ease a little bit as Buck fucked his dick in and out of him. Then, Buck's penis bumped into that special spot up inside Sam's asshole, sending a shock of pleasure waves through his body. What the fuck was that?? thought Sam, and then the invading cock hit it again and again. It was incredible, the pleasure rippled through Sam's body from this magic button. Sam grunted loudly, then moaned as Buck's cock rubbed against that spot. Buck heard Sam moan, and it clearly was not a moan of pain. Buck laughed and started fucking Sam harder and deeper. Sam felt the pleasure waves overwhelm the pain and push it aside. Sam felt his dick start to stiffen underneath him. Buck's cock kept rubbing that magic button as he fucked and now Sam was moaning and whimpering with pleasure. Buck knew that something had happened to arouse Sam, but he didn't know what it was. Buck just laughed and said, "Wow! It looks like my little bitch loves my dick up her pussy now, don't you?"

It felt like Sam had come back to life. The pain was now almost completely gone, and was replaced by this feeling emanating from up in his hole that felt like nothing Sam had ever felt before. And he loved the feeling of being filled up by Buck's dick, he was taking Buck's cock up his ass and now he liked it... a lot! Sam started pushing his ass back and up against Buck's naked body on each inward thrust, trying to keep that big cock rubbing his special spot as it fucked him. Sam was moaning now, "Fuck me! Yeah, give it to me!"

Buck was amazed at the transformation, and it turned him on to know that Sam was getting off on being pounded by Buck's big dick. Sam's grinding ass up against him made Buck think of how Angela sometimes behaved when he fucked her. But Buck enjoyed Sam's discomfort when he fucked him. It turned him on to see his victim cry and scream. Now he didn't know which he liked better... the crying and screaming, or the moaning and groaning.

Buck's hands gripped Sam's narrow waist as he slammed his cock hard into Sam's cunt faster and faster. Buck could feel his balls tingling and pulling upwards as his orgasm approached. Sam could feel the thickness of Buck's cock increase and sensed that the end was near. Although Sam was whining at the beginning of this fuck, now he didn't want it to end so soon. Buck was really pounding the upturned butt. He muttered, "Gonna breed your pussy in a minute, faggot! Your ass feels so good, it was made for fucking! You should feel how your ass is gripping my dick like a fist! And it's so hot inside you! Gonna breed you. Gonna give you my cum and knock you up! Take my dick, you slut! You love it now, don't you? You love getting fucked! I've turned you into a girl, Sammy-boy! You want my cum, faggot? You want me to breed your ass like a little bitch?"

Sam was panting and moaning as Buck fucked him harder and deeper. He wanted Buck's sperm inside his ass. Sam wailed, "Give me your hot cum! Squirt it up my ass and breed me!" That sent Buck over the edge and he drove cock deep into Sam's hole. Buck's cock started spasming and jerking as he released his sperm deep inside Sam's ass. Sam could feel Buck's dick kicking and pulsating inside his butt. "Fuck me!" Sam gasped. Buck's eyes rolled back in his head as his cum shot out from his cock again and again. "Take my cum, bitch!" he yelled, "Fuckin' take my cum! Take it! Take it! I'm cumming in your ass, you whore, your tight pussy is sucking the cum right out from my balls! Take it!"

When the tidal wave had passed over Buck's body, his cum volume diminished and his cock softened just a little. Buck laid on top of Sam's small back as his chest heaved and his brain started to emerge from the sexual fog. Sam could feel Buck's warm moist breath on his ear and his neck. The fullness in Sam's butthole started to decrease as Buck's cock deflated. Buck kept his cock inside the boy's ass for a minute or two, letting it soak in the load of semen now swimming in Sam's ass.

Finally Buck straightened up and pulled his cock from Sam's butt with a wet plop. Sam continued lying there, stretched across the tree trunk, his ass leaking a small river of semen from his hole. Sam was exhausted, satiated and empty.

Buck said nothing, but Sam could hear him starting to get his clothes back on. Buck snickered and said, "You should see your ass from here! You've got my cum dripping out of your pussy! You just got FUCKED!" he shouted, laughing.

Buck continued getting dressed, so Sam slowly straightened up from the log and stood up on his feet. As he did, Sam felt a gush of jism spill from his butthole and drip down his inner thighs. "Where's my underwear?" asked Sam. "Don't know," Buck replied, "Looks like you'll have to ride home commando." Sam started searching around for them, but Buck said, "Get dressed, Sammy-boy! We ain't got time to find your panties now. I have to get home before dark." Sam just shrugged and pulled on his shorts and t-shirt, then put on his socks and shoes. Buck was dressed and had already started walking through the woods to where they had stashed their bicycles, so Sam followed him.

They rode home in silence, but Sam was getting worried that the semen that had been leaking out of his butthole would be visible on the seat of his shorts. As they passed Sam's house, Sam turned into his driveway and Bucked waved without looking back. When Sam got inside his house, his mom greeted him from the kitchen, telling him that supper would be ready at 6:30. Sam ran to his bathroom, locked the door and started the shower. Then he looked in the mirror and, as he had suspected, he could see a large, dark wet spot, around 6" in diameter, on the seat of his shorts.

As Sam went to bed that night, his thoughts were filled with all kinds of emotions. More than anything, he was furious at Buck. Buck had been especially cruel to Sam when he took his virginity that first time. It had been painful, and Sam's ass was still very sore. And Buck didn't care. Losing his virginity was something that Sam had always wanted to be a special, happy memory. But it wasn't. Instead, Buck had wanted to fuck Sam, and Buck didn't care about any happy memories. Buck was an animal who wanted to spill his seed in anything tight and warm. He was sadistic, cruel, mean and completely devoid of empathy. Sam hated him.

Sam also was furious that Buck had told his girlfriend, Angela, that Sam had been sucking Buck's cock during the past year. He should never have done that. What if she told some of her slutty friends about it? Sam dreaded the possibility that everyone would know that he is gay. His life would become so much more difficult than it already was. Sam knew he would come out some day, but he wasn't ready to do it at age 14, or anytime before he graduated high school.

As Sam lay on his bed in his underwear, these thoughts went through his mind. Someday, he thought, he was going to get back at Buck for all of his bully behavior, his cruelty and meanness. Yeah, he thought as he idly stroked his bare chest and nipples, someday Sam would repay Buck for all of this.

At the same time, Sam started thinking about the second time that Buck had fucked him out in those dense woods. Even at the start of that second penetration, the pain was much less than his initial deflowering. And what was that "Magic button" inside Sam's butt that Buck's cock had inadvertently discovered and massaged? That spot had chased away all of the pain and discomfort Buck's cock had given him, and replaced it with a sensual, sexual pleasure that is hard to describe. It almost made the painful deflowering worth it... almost.

As Sam relived that second fuck in his mind, his penis got hard and was straining to escape Sam's underwear. Sam pulled his briefs down his legs and he started playing with his dick and balls. His dick had grown some this past year, as had his balls, but Sam hoped he had a lot more growing ahead of him. Sam recalled the feel of Buck's penis sliding in and out of his butthole with ease, using Buck's semen from the first fuck as lubricant for the second.

Sam remembered feeling so submissive lying there over the fallen tree, his man having mounted him from behind and taking his pleasure in Sam's ass-pussy. He liked that his ass could give another male so much pleasure. Buck had told him how good his insides felt gripping his male-meat, how warm and tight it was inside him. Sam felt some pride in this. He thought about how he had sucked Buck's cock before the second fuck, and how much he loved Buck's penis, its marble-white shaft and dark pink angry head. Sam started jerking his cock furiously as he remembered feeling Buck's dick throb and spasm as he bred Sam's pussy. He masturbated while thinking about Buck's semen drooling from his butthole as Buck lay on top of him, breathing heavily on his neck and ear. And Sam came.

Yeah, Sam actually loved most of the things that he did with Buck.

But Sam hated Buck Johansson.

That's it for Chapter 3. Stay tuned for more. Feel free to email me at bamajake@proton.me if you have any questions or comments.

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