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"Teenage Fight Club" pt.2
Once Jamie was finished using Justin's tongue, as his personal cum-rag, Justin was left stranded by the friends he came with.
Each disgusted, humiliated, and embarrassed with their buds willingness, and eagerness to serve Jamie so well, all laughed and snickered at him, telling him to walk the long distance home, explaining that they didn't want the odor of Jamie's cum inside the car.
These words mostly coming from Mike, a good friend of Justin's older brother, the dude that lost the $20.00 bet, that Justin wasn't gay, he also being the driver of the car.
I was about to offer poor Justin a ride home, when he turned to Jamie, "seems that you lost me a few friends tonight, so the least you can do is give me a ride home, dude!"
Jamie with an arrogant smirk on his face, "you're askin the wrong person, fagboi, I don't drive, ask my bud Kevin, he's the taxi driver"
Feeling sorry for Justin, I spoke up and told him that Cory, Ian. and myself would bring him home, but Kevin interjected, as he stood there rubbing his crotch, and grinning a devilish grin, "he didn't ask YOU, he asked US, and I don't have a problem giving him a ride home."
I felt a little uncomfortable with Justin taking a ride home with the dude that just beat him up, and used him as a cumbucket., but I had enough to worry about at that moment, as I looked over and saw Cory standing over Ian, with his legs spread wide, offering Ian to spend the night at his house.
I walked over to them and saw a smirk on Cory's face, "So whadaya say Ian? You wanna crash in my room tonight? You sure look like shit man, no since in going home and havin to explain to the rents, why your face is so fucked up, I know you don't wanna deal with that shit tonight, right? So call em up dude, tell em you'll be sleepin over!"
I would have been perfectly fine with that arrangement if Cory wasn't standing so erotically over Ian, with his protruding basket only an inch or so from Ian's hypnotic stare.
I tapped Cory on the shoulder, "It's all good Cory, Ian can stay at my house tonight, dude!"
Cory turned to me and winked, then turned his head back to Ian. "So what's it gonna be Ian, you wanna crash at my place, we can even spend the night outside in the tent, and down a couple of more brewskies, before going to sleep, or you wanna stay at Troy's tonight?"
I was somewhat surprised when Ian chose to stay with Cory, as he glanced up at me with a sad puppydog expression, "Would you be pissed if I took a rain check at your place, and stayed in the tent tonight... Troy? I really could use a couple of more beers, dude!"
What could I say, I really didn't like the idea, I could tell by that wink from Cory, that something was up, but I figured Ian was a big boy now, and didn't really need me to babysit him. "Of course you can take a raincheck dude. Hell! You don't even need a raincheck, you know you can crash at my house, anytime!"
I turned to Cory and saw that evil smile, as he whispered, "looks like you're gonna have to wait in line, bud!"
Of course I was a little pissed, how dare Cory think that I would use my best bud, for my own selfish needs. I wanted to yell at Cory, not only for thinking I would do that, but also because I knew that's exactly what he himself had in mind to do.
However, I didn't wanna make a scene in front of Ian, I figured he'd only feel more humiliated than he already did. So I dropped the issue for now.
The next day at school, I was in the boys room taking a leak, when Chico and his bro entered, noticing me at the urinal, they wasted no time making their way over to me, one on each side.
Pulling out their dicks, I could feel both sets of eyes staring down at mine. Not sure at this point whether it was Chico that was speaking or his twin bro Enrico."Hey bro, have you ever seen such a small pee pee?" "Fuck nooooo Chico! Only time I ever see one so small, is on our little six year old brother! Wow dude, you must be embarrassed to have you friends see that in the shower, eh?"
I was getting pissed, but trying to keep my cool, I ignored them, wishing I could piss faster than I was at that moment.
Chico spoke next, trying to ignite some tension between his bro and me.
"Sooo tell me dude, why you afraid to fight my bro Enrico, he want to fight you bad, man!"
I continued ignoring them, getting more pissed off by the second.
Then Enrico started in on me. "I think he afraid to touch a real mans dick! He don't think he is a faggot like his friend, but we know he is, eh bro? Look at my dick, man! This is what a real mans dick looks like, no teeny, weeny, pee pee like you got! Touch it dude, we know you will like as much as you friend like Chicos! Go ahead, man! Touch it!"
I wanted to punch Enrico in the face at that moment, but Cory's words came flashing back at me, and kept me from doing so, when he insisted that Enrico could easily beat the shit outta me, and was only trying to get me to fight him, so that he could humiliate me like his bro did to Ian.
I felt the last of my piss exit my piss-slit, and decided to leave without acknowledging their rude comments.
However, just as I felt the last of my piss drop off away from my cock-head, I felt a steaming fluid splatter my hand and cock. As I looked down I saw Enrico's huge cock-head pointed at my own cock. Then raising my eyes, and turning my head to look over at him, I noticed a huge grin plastered on his face. "You like the feel of my hot piss, man?
Maybe you like to feel more of it, eh?"
I stood there for a few seconds, staring into his eyes, as he continued splashing his hot steaming piss onto my hand, cock, and now the crotch of my jeans. Shocked, and totally lost for words, the few seconds seemed like eternity, before I jumped away from the urinal.
Still lost for words, I stood their like a total idiot, watching, as the two bro's laughed, and high fived one another. Enrico turning his head and looking over at me. "If you like so much how my hot piss feels, maybe you like to taste it, eh man?" This brought even more laughter from the two. As Enrico turned back to the urinal to finish his piss.
Finally finding my voice, I yelled at the two of them, before charging in at Enrico, using all my strength, pushing him face first into the ceramic tile wall. "You fuckin moron, you're such a fuckin asshole, you wanna fight so fuckin bad? Then let's go dude!"
I raised my fists, and would have had an excellent shot at the side of his face, only this time, I was being held back from hitting him by his bro's strong arms around my waist.
I fought to break free, but Chico proved to be far stronger than most of the dudes I had ever fought, reaching up, bringing both my arms down to my side, and wrapping his strong arms around my arms and waist, holding me tight.
Enrico was rubbing his nose, I was surprised that with the force that he hit the wall, his nose didn't break.
He looked at me with a grin, his dick still sticking out of his opened fly. "Aaaaah! So pretty boy wants to fight now, eh? No problemo man! But not here, we fight in the barn like my bro and fagboy Ian, with the same rules, yes?"
What the fuck could I say, since this whole Fight Club thing was mine and my buds idea! Only thing was, I didn't want the jerk off rule in any of my own fights. I scowled over at Enrico, as I continued to try and break free of Chico's strong grip. "Noooo! We don't need the loser jack off `RULE', just you and me dude, till one gives up or is out cold!"
Enrico standing there shaking his head, told me that it wasn't gonna be my way. "No jack off rule, no fight, man, why you want to break you own rules for, man? Noooo! We keep the rules the same as before, or no fight! Besides, man? I think you afraid, you is gonna like Enrico's man size dick, like you friend like Chico's big dick, eh?"
I don't know why, but my eyes fell down and focused on Enrico's thick cock.
Guessing it to be about four inches soft, so maybe a little over six inches long, when fully hard. I must have stared at it a little longer than I thought. Enrico walked over to me smiling into my eyes. Then without any warning he grabbed my hand and wrapped it around his thick cock. "I think maybe you like a little sample feel, of what is to come later, eh, pretty boy?"
I tried to pull my hand away, but he held it tightly wrapped around his cock, then he began using my thumb to rub his thick cock-head.
His bro still holding me tight around my waist, my forearms locked inside of his, his hard dick pressed tightly into the butt of my jeans.
I thought of this inability to break free, as an excuse, not to use every ounce of my strength to fight off this rude act of humiliation, but I was only fooling myself.
I looked down at Enrico's now hard cock, as my hand and thumb were being used to stimulate it. Noticing a bubble begin to take shape at the piss-slit, I closed my eyes, as Enrico continued using my thumb, now smearing it into his pre-cum.
I had never felt another dudes cock before, unlike some of my buds, that would occasionally participate in circle jerks, I was the shy one, always passing when the invitation was offered, to join them. Yet, not so shy that I didn't find it arousing and tempting.
His cock felt warm, and even seemed to be growing within the grasp of my hand, within seconds, his thick cock was hard as steel, the heat from it was so amazing, I gave up attempting to pull my hand away! why? I don't really know!
Enrico used his free hand to raise my head, so that my eyes were level to his. "So pretty boy, you name the date, and time, and we fight with same rules as before. Unless maybe you like to get down on you knees, and submit to me now, eh? this way, I don't gotta mess up you pretty face!"
I stared into his eyes, "Fuck you Enrico, and fuck your brother too, how's that for submitting?"
Enrico smiled , then spat several times into my face, then stood there watching, as it dribbled downward to my lips. Then releasing his hand from holding mine around his cock, he used both his hands to pry open my jaw, using two of his fingers to round up gobs of his spit, then inserting these fingers inside my mouth, wiping them onto my tongue. "Pretty boy likes the taste of me inside his mouth, eh? Just as much as he likes the feel of my hard cock!"
I hadn't even realized that I was now holding his cock, all on my own. I quickly yanked my hand away, as both bro's laughed loudly.
Enrico removed his fingers from my mouth and ordered me to swallow. Refusing to do so, he pressed his strong palm against my mouth and nose, cutting off my breathing, holding his palm there tightly, till he watched my adams apple bob a couple of times, a sign, that I had obeyed his command. The taste of his saliva oozing down my throat was gross.
It was at this time, he nodded to his bro, then as Chico released his tight grip around my waist and arms, Enrico slammed his fist into my gut, the power of which, forced me to drop to my knees, grasping my gut. Before he and his bro walked away, he humiliated me a little bit more, by slapping my face with his hard cock, then smearing some pre-cum across my lips."You be sure to get back to me, about when we fight, and do not keep me waiting too long, eh?"
It wasn't till he stood away from me, and he and his bro began walking away laughing, that I noticed six or seven dudes standing there looking down at me, all smirking, and whispering.
As I continued clutching my sore abs, I managed to stand up. Noticing a few pair of eyes staring down at my crotch, I looked down and was reminded, that Enrico's piss had created a huge wet blotch all around my crotch area.
Hearing someone whisper, "Wow! Look at that, those dudes scared the piss outta him!" Then came the laughter!
As embarrassing as it was, I felt it would be even more embarrassing if they knew it was Enrico's piss, and not mine.
I made my way into one of the stalls, and just sat, wondering what the fuck I was gonna do now. There was no way, I was going to my next class looking as though I pissed my self.
However! There were other thoughts going through my empty head at the moment as well, such as being beat to a pulp by Enrico, then humiliated to tears in front of my buds, the way Ian was, being forced to jack off a dude that just beat me up.
I decided I was gonna have to go home, there was just no way I was going through the rest of the day with Enrico's piss all over my jeans.
My home was about a forty five minute walk from the school, but what choice was I left with.
I would catch hell for skipping the last two classes, but would be saved a shit load of humiliation in the long run.
I made my way to the side doors of our school, without a lot of fanfare, just a few stares, and whispers.
I decided that if I jogged the distance home, I would be passing people too fast for them to notice.
Once safely inside my home, I realized I had maybe an hour before my mom arrived home from work.
I quickly stripped down to my boxers, only to find several small stains from Enrico's piss on them as well.
I rushed to the laundry room to throw my jeans and boxers in the washer, but for some odd reason I began fighting the urge to sniff them.
It was when I inhaled the odor while holding the crotch of my jeans to my face, that I knew I was in trouble! I literally yelled out loud to myself, "WHAT THE FUCK YOU DOING DUDE? That is soooo fucking gross, man"
After throwing the jeans and boxers into the washer, and starting it, I made my way to my room, wondering what the fuck was going on with me. My mind raced back to that night, when Chico stood over Ian. As sorry as I felt for my best bud, something about the way Chico's well defined muscles, his taunt olive skin, and tight form fitting briefs, made my cock twitch. lowering my hand, I brushed my cock, looking over at Chico's friends and noticing Enrico smirking at me, as our eyes held each others for a brief few seconds.
Ooooooh My God! I thought to myself, that's why Enrico, has been wanting to take me on so bad! He thinks I'm gay, like Ian!
Who knows what's going through his mind, does he plan on humiliating me even more so than his bro humiliated Ian?
I decided at that moment, there would be no fight between me and Enrico. I knew I didn't stand a chance against him, even if he turns out to be even half as strong as his bro.
I also decided to take a nap, I knew my mom would be home soon, and wondering why I was home so early, hopefully, I would dream up some little white lie, while napping!
I ended up sleeping longer than I had anticipated, it was the phone that awoke me, looking at the clock, I noticed that it was after five. I picked up the phone the same time my mom did. "Hello" "Hey Troy wuzzup dude?" "ooooh Troy hon, I didn't even know you were home" "K mom, I got it" "ok hon, oooh by the way Ian, has Troy invited you to spend the weekend of his birthday in Austin with us yet?" "Mom?" "Ya he has, and thanks Mrs. Wainfleet, I'm lookin forward to it!" "Ooooh that's great dear, sooo your folks are fine with you being away for the weekend?" "MOM?" "Sure Mrs. Wainfleet, and my mom will be callin ya," "Oooooh good dear! How are your folks? Haven't seen them since your grandfathers funeral last month!" "MOMMM?" "Ok hon, ok, well tell them I was asking dear, see you soon, I'm sure" "I will tell em Mrs, Wainfleet, byeee!" ....Click, "hey Ian, sup dude?"
"Nothin, Cory asked me to call ya, he booked a fight in the barn for tomorrow night at seven pm, wants to know if the time is cool?"
"Ya, I guess! Who's fightin?"
"OH WOW! You didn't hear dude? Justins older bro picked a fight with that dude Jamie today at school, Jamie told him about the barn and the rules and stuff, and Justin's bro was cool with it"
"Wait a minute Ian, Justin's brother is like eighteen and a senior, right? And Jamie is like fourteen, and a freshman? What's up with that shit?"
"I know, I know, but Jamie was all cool with it, he was even all smiles and shit afterwards, even highfiving his buds, says he wants this fight!"
"Damn dude? he's a brave fuck, huh? Takes a lotta balls to fight someone that much older, hope the fuck he knows what he's doin! Kinda serves him right though, gettin his ass kicked after what he did to Justin, eh?"
There was a long pause, as I waited for Ian's reply. "Dude? You still there?"
"Yeah Troy, but we haven't really talked since last night, I wanted to thank you for bein so supportive of me and shit! Troy? It really meant a lot to me, that you came to my side and stayed with me, after what I did! You're the best friend, anyone could ever have, dude! I mean that, really! By the way? You sure you still want me to go on that weekend trip to Austin, with you? I would sooooo understand if you changed your mind, dude!"
It was my turn to pause, I wasn't sure how I felt anymore! I knew things were gonna be different between Ian and me, but I still wanted him as my friend, but to spend a whole weekend with him? I just wasn't sure! I needed some time to think about it, and decided to avoid answering that particular question, for the time being.
"Hey dude, you make it sound like I was the only friend that stood by you last night! We all stood by you, Cory even invited you to sleep over! So don't be throwin all that credit crap my way, we're all buds Ian, each of us stuck by you, not just me, RIGHT?"
An even longer pause, "Hey Ian? Am I right or wrong , dude?"
"Ya, I guess! Anyways, Cory insisted I call him right back with the answer, so I'll catch ya later, K?"
"K dude, see ya, ....hey Ian?"
"Ya?"
"You ok dude?"
"Ya, I guess"
"K, see ya!"
I felt some tension, or stress, or something, in Ian's last remarks, I could tell something was wrong, and decided to call him back after dinner.
I was curious of course as to what exactly happened last night with him and Cory, while spending the night together, but decided it wasn't very cool, to come right out and ask.
After dinner, I called Ian back, but was told by his mom that he was out, she thought maybe he was at Cory's.
I began dialing Cory's number, but then stopped. I was bored, and decided to just jog over to his house instead.
I wanted to talk to him anyway, about how best to avoid my promised fight with Enrico.
I picked a bad night to jog over to his house, the wind was wild, and was blowing shit in my face as I ran.
When I reached Cory's house, I noticed all lights were off, except for one in the back of the house.
When there was no answer at the door, I decided to go out back, maybe they were in his tent again. Cory is an only child, and is spoiled rotten by parents that never seemed to be around.
His tent, nestled in the brushes, of his back yard, was frigging huge, and could easily sleep six of us, and often slept nine of us.
The tent hidden from the house by the brushes, was ideal, in that it was a perfect escape for Cory, and anyone else not wanting to be bothered. I knew for a fact that he fucked many pussies inside that old tent.
As I made my way closer, I could see a small dim light coming from the inside, I was about to call out, but the closer I got, the more I saw, and what I saw was the shadow of a figure appearing to be doing push-ups, on top of another figure.
My first thought was that Ian's mom, led me on a wild goose chase, he wasn't with Cory at all. My bud Cory got lucky again tonight, and was fucking one of his many girlfriends.
I was about to turn around and leave, when I heard Cory's voice. "You love this don't you cunt, you fuckin loser, you love me on top of you fuckin your mouth like it was some girls twat, dontcha?....... Answer me you fuckin fag"
I wanted a closer look, but I didn't want to be caught, thanks to the wind blowing things around, my approach to the tent went unheard.
I tried pulling the front flap open a tiny bit, but found that it was zippered tightly from the inside, and didn't dare mess with the zipper on the outside, for fear of being heard.
I snuck around the tent, and found the window facing the woods to be rolled up, giving me a perfect view of what was going on inside.
Just as I pressed my face to the lower corner of the window, I heard the other voice speak after a long silence. "Ya dude, I love you on top of me like this, fuckin my mouth like a girls pussy!"
I felt sick to my stomach, as I recognized Ian's voice. My mind struggled, trying to figure out what the hell was going on, why was Cory talking to Ian this way, why was he being so mean to him, calling him these names and shit. None of us hated gays, nor did we ever disrespect them, by making rude jokes or comments. So what the fuck was up with Cory? Acting this way to Ian, our friend!
I saw Cory sit upright as he raised his hand and slapped Ian hard across the face. "What did you call me, you fuckin loser?"
Part of me wanted to start screaming, WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON WITH YOU TWO, yet the part of me that won out, was the part that wanted to continue watching the show, quietly!
Ian first cried out, from the pain caused by Cory's powerful slap, then came the words, Cory was obviously expecting to hear. "I'm sorry Sir, I keep forgettin, Yes Sir, I love you on top of me like this, fuckin my mouth, like it was some girls pussy!"
Cory hovering over Ian's face, as though he was taking a breather from one of his push-ups, his cock hanging over Ian's mouth, his muscular body showing off each well defined muscle, appearing even more sexier, as the dim light accentuated every fine detail, every curve and crevice, as he continued with his verbal assault on my best friend.
"Yeah! That's what I thought you meant to say, I bet you love it even more, since I taught you to deep throat it last night, huh? You fuckin loser! You love takin my whole cock deep inside your faggot throat, huh? You even love me slappin you around too, dontcha? Go ahead dude! Tell me once again, how much you wanna be my own personal, little faggot, cocksucker! I can't get enough of hearin you say that shit!"
I strained to listen, as Ian softly spoke the words, Cory was yearning to hear. "It's true Sir, I'm happy you taught me last night, to take your whole shaft down my throat! I even think I get off on being beat up by you, I don't love it, but like you said, I need to be taught the hard way, that I am nothin more than your personal cocksucker now! My mouth is now your private property, to be used when you get tired of fucking real pussies. My mouth is your personal hole, to use however you want Sir!"
I couldn't believe what I was hearing, I wasn't even sure I was hearing correctly. Did Ian just give his mouth away to Cory? I mean kinda like one gives his sole to the devil? Nah! I must have heard that part wrong, one doesn't just give his mouth away to someone, for them to use whenever, or however they choose to use it.
Cory, obviously not completely satisfied, with Ian's humiliating submission thus far, began doing his push-ups once again, this time with his hard cock jabbing at different parts of the outside of Ian's face. "You want me to keep pummeling your queer mouth and throat with my thick cock, fag? You wanna take my thick, wet, creamy, juice inside your mouth again? You wanna taste my special sauce again? You wanna feel it, as it slides down your throat and settles into your tummy? Do ya? Huh?"
Ian didn't even pause briefly this time, he was all to quick to answer! "Yes Sir!"
I saw a wide smirk appear on Cory's handsome face. "Yeah! I know that's what you want, cocksucker! So beg me! Fuckin beg me, the way I taught you last night, after slappin you around the tent half the fuckin night."
First, I was amazed, that Cory's biceps, could hold the weight of his awesome body, up for so long, then I was amazed to hear Ian beg Cory sooo pleadingly, then I was amazed that my best bud, could submit so openly, sooo willingly, soooooo completely, allowing himself to be used so humiliatingly by another dude.
I watched as Cory began, slowly at first, drilling Ian's mouth, with his thick drill, even as he at times, seemed to be drilling a hole through each of Ian's cheeks, first one, then the other.
Then after probing Ian's upper mouth with his cock-head, Cory began pumping Ian's mouth long and hard. Using long, slow pumping motions.
I could hear Ian gagging or choking, or whatever, but he wasn't trying to push Cory off him, on the contrary, he used the palm of his hands to massage Cory's smooth, nice sized pecs, and nipples.
I decided I had enough, I was about to turn and head back home, yet something inside of me, wouldn't allow it. Something inside my groin, insisted I stay till the end, to witness Cory climax inside my best friends hungry mouth.
Cory began thrusting his thick spear deep inside Ian's mouth and throat now, hell, I've seen Cory do push-ups hundreds of times, and never new he could do them so damn fast.
I watched as his thick thighs, along with his well rounded biceps, lifted and lowered his tight muscular body up and down on Ian's face, thrusting even harder now than before.
Cory began moaning, softly at first, then more profusely, as he battered Ian's mouth with the force of a sledge hammer. "Take it you fuckin cunt! yeeeeaaah! Ooooooooh! Eeeeeewwwww yeeeeaaah! How's it feel huh? I love listenin to you choke on my cock, you fuckin faggot! Yeeeeaaah! soon dude, real soon! Ooooooh fuck dude! Hear it comes, ooooooohhhhhhhhh yeeeeeeessssss! TAKE IT YOU FUCKER!"
I couldn't believe Ian was still alive, Cory power slammed his mouth over and over again, before finally all the muscles in his body tightened, as he gave his cock one final thrust, sending his cock all the way home for the last time.
Forcing Ian's whole body to twitch several times, as though he was having a siesure.
Then I watched as Cory pulled part way out of Ian's mouth, then gagged him with a huge load of thick creamy sperm.
Ian began Choking all over again, this time from trying to swallow Cory's load as quickly as Cory was feeding it to him.
Ian continued swallowing, as some of the thick cream escaped through the sides of his mouth and flowed slowly down his cheek, kinda like hot thick lava, flows slowly down the side of a volcano.
Cory now siting up on Ian's chest, holding his dick over Ian's face, his strong thighs spread wide, began pumping the last few strings of thick goo from his deflating power tool, onto Ian's lips, nose, and cheeks, insisted that Ian lap his cock-head clean. "LICK IT, QUEER BOY! I'm not lettin you up, till you clean my cock real good!"
Ian obediently stuck out his tongue and began lapping the huge cock-head, then up and down the thick shaft, as Cory held Ian's head up to it, with a tight fistful of his hair.
I turned and quietly made my exit from Cory's back yard.
Once back in my own room, I quickly stripped, climbed onto my bed, straddled two of my pillows, and fucked them faster and harder than ever before, driving my cock deep into the soft, feathered pillows, covered in satin pillow cases.
My mind quickly returned to the awesome scene I had just witnessed, as I replayed the entire event, in slow motion.
Then setting two all time records, the first being the least amount of time it took for my balls to empty themselves, the second being the massive amount of seed that occupied them!
The next day at school was uneventful for the most part.
Other than the thirty minutes I spent in detention, for skipping two classes, the day before, and the smirks I received from both Chico and Enrico, it was pretty much the same as any school day.
I had lunch with our little gang, and if I hadn't seen what happened the night before with my own eyes, I would have never known , or even suspected that things between Ian and Cory were any different.
Cory treated Ian the way he had always treated him, not mean, and dominating as he did the night before inside the tent.
I wasn't stupid, I knew it was all a show, to keep the rest of our buds in the dark, but I wasn't in the dark, and found myself wishing more than anything, that I was!
that night, Cory, Ian, Damian and me, headed for the barn, all the way there, wondering where Jamie got such large kahoona's.
We couldn't believe he was taking on a dude in grade twelve.
Once inside the barn, we only had a few minutes wait.
Justin, and his bro Johnny, were the only two on their side, that showed up, and they arrived within a few minutes after we did.
I wondered why none of Johnnies buds were invited by Johnny to witness the fight, then it occurred to me, that if Johnny were to lose to this younger kid, then have to jack the kid off, the first would have been humiliating enough, but the second act, would obviously be devastating, so why invite your friends?
The fewer people to witness it, the less humiliation you suffer, which is when I decided that if I must fight Enrico, I will do so in private, not letting any of my buds in on when the fight would take place.
Jamie and three of his buds arrived shortly after, I figured, he'd be sure to bring some of his buds, I mean why not? Unlike Johnny, Jamie didn't have anything to lose, he would still come out as a hero to his friends, even if he lost, and had to jack off this other dude.
We all watched as Jamie stripped down to a tight, shiny, red speedo, it almost looked as though it was made from some kinda latex material, sorta like some of the pro wrestlers were wearing these days. Showing off his massive basket, muscled thighs, and tight butt, in a very erotic way.
He chose to fight barefoot, but he began putting on what looked like padded leather gloves, the kind with the top of the fingers cut off.
This seemed to concern Johnny, he wanted to be certain that the padding in the leather gloves were not concealing any type of metal. He asked me and Cory to check out the kids gloves, while he stripped down to a pair of tight black boxer briefs, choosing to wear white ankle socks, and no sneakers, he too was sporting a nice tight bod, as well as a good size package.
Jamie grinned, as Cory and I asked him to remove the gloves, so we could check them out. His cocky attitude was just as verbal as it was the last time. As he looked into my eyes with a smirk, then winked at Cory. "Hey Cory dude, why don't you check out the padding of my gloves, while your friend `pretty boy' gets on his knees, and checks to see if my crotch is padded?"
His words brought loud laughter from every one there, including his opponent and Justin, the kid he humiliated so thoroughly the last time.
It was my turn to be humiliated by him, why? I had no clue!
He obviously remembered how pissed I got last week, when Enrico kept referring to me as `pretty boy'.
Cory felt the gloves all over, then gave them back to Jamie, as Jamie and I glared into one anothers eyes.
I couldn't resist, throwing my two cents in, "you're a fuckin punk, and I hope this dude Johnny wipes this barn up with you"
Jamie smiled at me, "Hmmmmm! Maybe you'd like to try doing that your self, pretty boy, then you'd get to see up close, whether there's any padding in my crotch. Ya know? LIKE REAL CLOSE!"
I wasn't about to let him have the last word, before Cory and I walked away. I gave him back his smirk, "You're just a mean little prick, that thinks it's perfectly ok, to beat up on, and use innocent, gay dudes, for your own sick pleasures! That's why I wanna see you get your ass kicked tonight!"
If I thought even for a split second, that he was going to allow me the last word, I was sadly and regrettably mistaken.
He began laughing at my words right away, then calmly and softly got the last word in, before Cory pulled me away. "You're right pretty boy, I do like beating up faggots, and using them however I want, that's why I wanna fight you!"
I tightened my fists amongst the laughter, and felt Cory's strong arms wrapped around me pulling me away. "Hey Troy, chill, ok? You can take him on another time, he already has a fight lined up for tonight. Remember?"
As I settled down, sitting on a blanket next to Damian, and Ian, Jamie started in on Johnnie. "Hey dude? I got a deal for ya, whutdaya say, after I kick your ass, real good, instead of you pumping my rod, I use your faggot brothers mouth for the fourth time, this week?"