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This story is completely fiction, all descriptions, and names are alsofictitious, any similarities are truly just that, purely similarities.
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"Teen Bully" Pt.12
I obeyed Danny and went up stairs to shower. While in the shower, it suddenly came to mind, who the mystery voice was, on those two occasions while in a rush to leave my home room. That mystery voice belongs to Zack. Guess he was trying to inform me of his involvement with Danny, possibly hoping to console me. Zack is a good looking and pretty popular dude, although he and his little brother are filthy rich, and spoiled rotten, you'd never really know it by their humble and submissive manners. Always disgustingly polite, to everyone, including their friends. I had suspected Zack of being gay on a few different occasions, so I'm not totally surprised that he's one of Danny's toys, especially with his wimpy, and submissive attitude.
When I left the room, he was on his knees, being slapped around by Cody, and Dillan, Cody wanting his cock worshiped by poor Zack, and Dillan just wanting to slap around, and humiliate, another fag, by showing off his muscular bod, and tough boy attitude. Standing in line waiting of course was Dillans two buds, Justin and Cory, hoping to get a piece of the action inside poor Zacks mouth. Danny was just sitting there taking it all in, with a wide smile, and Sean was on his way out the door, to (I assume) catch up with Josh, and keep him from leaving. After all, Sean had made it perfectly clear (to me anyway) that Josh was to spend the night at Sean's house, taking care of Sean's cock all night. Guess Josh still needs a few beatings, to learn the true meaning of being a bitch.
With the hot water splashing over my body in a totally soothing, and relaxing way, my mind drifted back to Zack.
If it was Zacks intention to console me on those two days at school, then I'm sorry I kept running, looking back now, I could have really used a friend, as well as a shoulder. Too late for that now I thought, as I was busy scrubbing my butt.
My mind roamed back to Danny. Now, in less than four days, not only am I one hundred percent sure that I'm gay, I'm also ninety five percent sure that I'm in love, wow! How fucked up is that?
Hmmmmm! I wonder what my moms Doc would have to say about all this. I imagined myself, in his office, Let's see Doc, less than a week ago, I was straight, or so I thought.
My biggest fear back then, was what Super sexy had been spreading around school, the fact that she was interested in me. Which by itself would have been soooo sweeeeet under other circumstances! However her boy friend just happened to be the schools worse bully ever.
Then during swim practice, while minding my own business, I get approached by none other than super sexy's boyfriend. Within minutes, I'm extremely busy, sucking a dudes cock, in front of my team-mates, humiliated like never before.
Then I do it all over again, less than 20 minutes later in the locker room, both incidents happening at school.
I can't really say I was forced into it, yet I kinda was.
Then I not only suck off this same dude at his home the next night, I also worship his whole frigging body, and the worse part is, my best bud, the one I was trying so desperately to convince, I am not gay? WELL! He's in this dudes closet, quietly watching the whole scene.
I mean I can hear myself now, Ok, wait doc, I'm not done yet. Then the following night, I go back to this dudes house like a frigging idiot, and suck off not only him, but three of my team-mates as well.
NO! Wait doc! Then I leave this dudes house, walk home, run into this dude from school, and before I know it, I'm busy giving this dude a blow job.
The next day, I pack an over night bag, and head back to this bullies house to spend a couple of nights. WHY? Well, because I haven't been humiliated quite enough up to this point.
While at this bullies house, making me wear a sign saying I'm gay, I get taken to the mall by him and his evil little bro.
While being humiliated to the extreme, by a few dudes there, I even get pissed on! Yep! you heard it right Doc, PISSED ON, by a complete stranger, some teenage dude around my age, NOW, he's the one you should be talking to Doc, seriously!
Then we go back to the bullies house, where I give him and his mean little bro, blow jobs.
The next day, I get beat up severely by his little bro, then watch as my straight, jockish, best friend, is helped out of the closet.
Doc? I even let the bullies little bro, introduce me to recycled water, that freakin little......never mind!
K doc? Now here is the clincher, I fell in love with the Bully, nope, no idea when it happened, somewhere, between giving him a blow job in front of all my team-mates and best friend, and riding home from the mall, while he is telling me I smell like the rest rooms at Nine Flags.
So doc, wutdaya think? Mom says you can fix this prob, and make me straight again! By the way Doc? I think I'm pregnant!
A pounding on the bathroom door brought me back to reality. "Come-on fag, I said wash your butt, not take a nap!"
I'm not 100 % sure what this feeling is that I now have for Danny, respect? admiration? Love? All of the above? Who knows? All I knew, is that I suddenly had strong desires for him, both sexually and mentally. Is it love, that I'm suddenly feeling?
The belly full of butterflies was certainly an indication, that it was. The jealousy I felt when Danny was having Josh blow him, was yet another indication.
Then when he put Josh in his place, after Josh threatened to beat the fuck out of me, that was a major turning point for me. The deciding factor, you might say. That my feelings for Danny had grown into something I had never felt towards another boy.
Struggling with these new feelings kept my mind occupied, not allowing myself to consider the horrible pain that I obviously would be feeling shortly, with Danny on top of me, invading me, and hurting me.
I left the shower, toweling myself dry, and headed for Danny's
bedroom. After I was completely dry, I laid down on my stomach, on top of Danny's bed, as he had instructed.
I was somewhat scared, not really ready for this next step. I asked myself, are my feelings for Danny so strong that I should allow him to fuck me? I laughed out loud at my own question, I mean who am I to stop Danny from doing anything he chooses? I said a silent prayer, that the pain would not be as horrible as I have often heard it can be.
Danny entered his bedroom, walked over to his dresser, and pulled a pair of underwear from the drawer. "You can turn over onto your back fagboy! I've decided that I want you to suck me for a while before I pin you down and fuck your brains out."
I turned over and laid on my back, watching Danny change from his baby blue soccer shorts, into a pair of sexy briefs.
WOW! I couldn't help but stare at his way awesome body. The underwear he chose to put on were so tight and so sexy, I wanted sooo bad to run my tongue over the front of them. They were the type where the front waistband was a little lower than most underwear. They showed off not only his very impressive basket, but also his thick muscled thighs. I also noticed something else I had never noticed before, there was a very thin fine trail of light hair that ran a little below his navel, and then snuck inside the waistband, leaving to my imagination where it ended. I wondered why I had not noticed this before.
I thought maybe it was because the trail was so thin and fine, hardly noticeable. It certainly looked totally out of place, on an other wise hairless body. Yet, it was just another part of Danny's hot body that I found to be so erotic.
Danny went over to his computer, and sat down in his chair, spreading his legs wide, rubbing his basket softly and gently, all along the thick outline of his cock.
He removed a CD from his burner, and sat there staring at it, for the longest time.
My eyes were now glued to him, as though he was a fine piece of art at the museum. My eyes traveled up and down his perfect body. Starting with his eyes and face, traveling down to his perfectly cut chest and pecs, gazing at his powerful guns. Continuing down to his rock hard six pack, pausing my tour briefly to gaze once again at that tiny bit of fine hair that had the privilege of crawling down, then sneaking inside and hiding, spending eternity snuggling behind the tight fabric of whatever underwear or jock he chose to wear. How I now envied that tiny thin line of hair.
I glanced back up into Danny's eyes, as he sat there now glaring straight into my eyes, with that smirk on his face, adding yet another part of him that I have fallen for.
Danny held out his hand with the CD in it. "Here you go fagboy, you're free to leave, here's the vid of you suckin me off the other night, it's yours. You can also have the CD I made of Josh suckin us all off down stairs earlier, figure you can use it to get into his pants any time you want, or use it to protect yourself against his threats. Now git dressed and git outta here, I'll never bother you again. I'm finished with you. I set out to punish you for tryin to move in on my bitch. I humiliated, and used you in front of your buds. I suspected long ago that you might be a faggot, but I was never really sure. Since grade school, I've gotten off on beatin up other kids, just for the fun. Sittin on em, watchin em cry, listenin to em beg me to stop punchin em, and to let em up. Fuck! Not long after my twelfth birthday, I had an incredible orgasm while sittin on top of this one kid, I had his mouth pressed against the crotch of my tight jeans. MAN! It was soooo fuckin awesome, I actually got off on slappin, beatin him up, and humiliating him, in front of his buds.The kid must have known what was happenin inside my jeans, cause he made it a habit to be directly in my path many times after that. He became the first faggot to start suckin my cock after I would spend hours slappin and punchin him around. The point I'm gettin at fagboy, is I get off big time, on pickin out a dude, I suspect maybe gay, yet is far from ready to admit it, even to himself. I start pickin on this dude, first by slappin him around, then by turnin him into my own personal punchin bag. While at the same time, temptin him, by pressin his face and lips into my crotch, askin him if he'd like to kiss my dick. The longer it takes me to break in this dude, the more I get off on it. I love a tough challenge, watchin the fag, strugglin with his conscience. Wantin to kiss my dick, yet sooo scared to do it. Fearing once he does, he's out for good, and is now truly a fuckin faggot. I succeeded in breakin you, in almost record time. Fuck man! If it makes you feel any better, it took me longer to break you in, than it did your buddy Josh. I only guessed he was a fag. Not a bad guess huh? Well now your free to go dude, I had my fun with you. Hell even my bro had a good time with you. But now I'm bored with ya! Time for me to find a new wimp, another pussy, not yet ready to admit to himself he's a homo." I started sobbing long before Danny had finished his speech. I no longer wanted to be free from Danny. I needed him in my life. I needed to feel him inside my mouth, I needed to be able to occasionally feel that hot body of his. Every freakin inch of it. Yeah! I'd even worship it, without him even ordering me to. I couldn't even imagine not being dominated, not being humiliated, not being used by Danny now.
I tried desperately to wipe all the tears away, so that I could speak to him without crying. When I was finally able to speak, I told him I didn't want to leave. Then I started begging for real!
Yep, you heard it right! Begging Danny, truly and sincerely, louder and with much more meaning, than when he was forcing me to beg. "Please! Please Danny don't stop using me, I need to be a part of your life dude, PLEASE? You can go on dominating, and humiliating me all you want, I'll even be your little slave. PLEASE Danny? I need to be your faggot slave, I swear dude, I will never have any limits, just please don't send me away!"
Looking into Danny's eyes now, I saw that now famous evil grin. Yet I didn't care, I just soooo wanted him to tell me I could stay!
He snapped his fingers, and pointed to his basket, "if you really want to beg me, you need to be on your hands and knees, crawling over here, and kissing this, then telling me once again how much you love suckin my fuckin cock! Come on bitch! Crawl. By the way, from now on, you can refer to me as Master, and trust me, if I decide to keep you, you will not only do every thing I say, but you'll be thankin me afterwards! You got that, you fuckin homo?"
I made my way to him, crawling on my hands and knees. "Yes Master Danny, whatever you say, whatever you want, I will do it" Once I reached his beautiful basket, I kissed it, and licked it all over. Soon the outline of his cock, was protruding profusely. I licked the length of it, tasting the clean fabric of his briefs. I begged him once again. "Please Master Danny? Don't send me away, let me stay in your life, as your faggot slave, I want and I need to be around you forever, PLEASE?"
Danny grabbed a fistful of my hair, pressing my face harder into his basket, rubbing my face up and down the length of his thick cock, now begging to be released from the tight confines of his sexy underwear. "So dudes, what did I tell ya, I promised you he'd be beggin me for real, before this weekend was over! Now for those of you that bet against it, you can pay my bro on your way out. Meanwhile, the last one out, shut my bedroom door. I'm gonna be busy for the rest of tonight and into tomorrow morning, fuckin the life outta this little faggot!"
Danny released my head and ordered me to turn, and say goodnight to all our buds, that apparently witnessed my crying scene, as well as my begging scene. Fuck! He even placed bets on the fact that it would happen. This hurt my feelings wicked.
So this is what he meant when he told me I'd be begging for his cock before this weekend was over?
He planned that whole speech, somehow knowing a week ago, that every thing would pan out exactly as he planned.
I looked over at all the dudes standing outside Danny's bedroom door. Then Sean pushed his way in, holding Josh in a headlock. "Hey Dan, look what I found tryin to sneak away, can I keep it dude?
While I knelt between Danny's thick legs, humiliated once again, Danny gave my former best bud away, as if Danny him self, was the rightful owner. "Sure thing Sean! You can have him, take him home, if you want, or better still, the two of you can stay here tonight. Shit dude! After I fuck this little bitch, a couple of times tonight, I'd love to watch, while you teach that fag to be a little more obedient, K?"
Sean smiled, then, with his right bicep, still tightly wrapped around Josh's head, he headed back out to the hallway.
Even before the last person left his bedroom, Danny ordered me to kiss his feet. "K You fuckin fag, you wanna be my fuckin slave for real? No prob! You can start by getting down on the floor, kissin and lickin my feet, till I tell you to stop. You can remove my socks for me, with your fuckin fag mouth bitch! Yeah! Show me, how happy I'm gonna be, havin a real fag slave at my disposal"
It's difficult for me to accept so much verbal abuse, if only I could have Danny without it. Yet life isn't perfect, and if the verbal abuse was part of his total package, I guess I have no choice but to accept it. As degrading, demeaning, and humiliating as it is, if it meant holding onto Danny, I'd somehow learn to cope with all the verbal assaults.
Besides, If I'm going to be a teenage faggot, I'm going to be the luckiest one around. I mean not every high school fag, has a hunky teenage bully, filling his mouth with warm sperm, night after night, RIGHT?
I got down on the floor, and attempted to remove Danny's white ankle length socks with my teeth. As he stuck his right foot into my mouth, I gripped the tip of the sock with my teeth and yanked on it.
After several attempts, and after having him force his toes into my mouth over and over again, I managed to remove both socks.I kissed his feet, and spent close to 20 minutes licking each foot, sucking his toes, one by one.
Danny laughing all the while, and telling me what a pathetic fag I am, during the half hour I spent on his feet. "I gotta tell you fag, you really are fuckin pathetic. Josh is right, you are fuckin sick, no gay dude would want the abuse I dish out to you, and to top it off, you even fuckin beg for it, I mean how fuckin pathetic is that?"
I wasn't sure if Danny was expecting an answer from me, so I just stared at the floor, and took in his words, knowing full well, deep down inside, everything he is telling me, is true, no gay dude in the world would put up with this type of abuse. If someone were to ask me why I chose to, I would simply utter one word, the word LOVE!
As I knelt there in front of Danny's wide spread legs, staring at his muscled thighs, he grabbed my hair, and yelled at me. "what the fuck you waiting for faggot? Lick my fuckin bulge again, I not only wanna feel your fag tongue working it's way up and down the out line of my cock, I wanna watch it! So stick that queer tongue out as far as you can, and start lickin the front of my underwear, you pathetic fag! Then, crawl over to my bed, lay down on your back, while I straddle you, and lube my dick, real nice, inside your mouth. Since it's all your fault I can't fuck Amanda's hot little cunt tonight, your tight little ass will have to do, trust me dude! This is gonna be a pleasurable first, for both of us"