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Thug Kids Own My Life Part 3- Butt Tang By Mathew Elizabeth
Travis had dominated my ass for over two years now. At the strong age of 14, his ownership over my finances and time was as solid as it ever was. He would continue to dominate me psychologically through intense sexual and physical abuse. He and his companion 13-year-old Toby, a cruel skater kid, would have regular BDSM sessions with me in my former bedroom, which the boys claimed as their own.
For those who haven't heard of me, my name is Matthew Leyburn. I'm a 27 year old homosexual and cross dresser who rents an apartment of his own; I work at a telemarketing company, it isn't my idea of a dream job but it pays the rent and allows me to live nice and warm in my apartment. I have a girly appearance and tend to flaunt my arms and emotions like your typical gay stereotype. Now days I'm told to dress up in skimpy tight underwear to show off the porky curves of my ass, which drives all the young boys wild with aggression and words of lustful hate. Each such a turn on.
I had met 12-year-old Travis on the road 2 years ago. He made it very clear fast that he was going to be in charge of my life from then on. As soon as he found out I was queer, I became putty in his hands. I had more or less becomes Travis's pig bitch for the last few years. I would try my best to cook him breakfast and diner on time. He would reward me by smacking me on the ass, laughing at me and calling me a faggot some more. My money was his from then on. He spent it on food, skating equipment and video games for him and his friends. A few of his friends would come over and join Travis in humiliating and calling me names as I served and worshiped them in my own home. I would do various things, kiss their feet, smell their farts, served them food and took a spanking from many of them. He had recruited a large number of members to become apart of the gang join in humiliating me.
His friend 13-year-old Toby was an aggressive boy and a year younger than Travis. He was thin, and wore baggy jeans and top, just like a true skater. He wore a backwards cap like Travis and his eyes gave off a mischievous vibe when he smiles evilly with his lightly freckled face. I had met him a year ago when he was 12- years-old and he scares the hell out of me. Travis and Toby became best friends and dominated me as a combined powerful force.
My guess was that the both of them were raised in neglectful and un-caring families that didn't care that they were gone. But from the get go; they already knew how to keep a person like me on their leash. By the time their physical and psychological abuse took over my life it was already too late to turn back. They had already got me addicted to 'crack' cocaine.
It is true; I had become their crack whore in more ways than one. Both of them came up with the idea of crushing the stuff into my food in which I completely oblivious.
I was always a slut, but ever since I unknowingly at the time consumed the drug I danced and entertained all the boys that visited my home like never before. I would be in the centre of the living room, naked and shaking my fat booty to angry hip-hop music. Skater boys would be all laughing sitting on the couches and chairs that surrounded me. I would squat and gyrate my juicy ass to parts of the song that had a harsh rhythm.
'Your phone is my phone Your home is my home.'
"HAHAHAHAHAHA!!"
One of Toby's gang members had turned twelve and I remember giving the kid a lap dance in front of his cursing group of friends. I slowly approached him, constantly wiggling and twirling my fat ass and legs to keep this straight skater boy entranced with my womanly curves. I was face-to-face with the young boy as I sat on his little lap like he was my daddy and I was his overgrown baby.
The gorgeous and slim blonde 12-year-old boy cockily rubbed my thick thighs and swiftly swatted one of my fat butt cheeks.
"Turn around and show dat fat ass faggot," the boy said, "I wanna see it,"
I lifted my naked hips slightly from his lap. I turned around and gave him a view between my butt crack. I remembered bouncing and rubbing my fat ass on his little crotch. I remembered looking back at his face as he clenched his hands around my curvy hips and grinded his crotch against my pale fat bottom. He dry humped it while I bounced on his lap. The boy quivered and widened his eyes in lustful power, biting his lip. His friends continued to yell and curse at me while they cheered the birthday boy.
"Faggot!"
"Look, the fucking Pear is rubbing his ass against Billy's dick!"
"Fuck that fat butt Billy!" a boy laughed
After all the commotion ended, Billy decided to use the little boys room.
"Be right back guys, I got to take a shit,"
All the boys gasped and smiled.
"You know what that means faggot," Travis turned and said to me, " You got to do something very special for the my buddy o pal for his birthday,"
I thought about it for five seconds and linked what Travis was saying about Billy going to the toilet, " A Blumpkin master?"
"Yeah that's what it's called, you got to give my friend a blowjob while he takes a dump."
So all the boys followed Billy and I into the bathroom. The cute 12-year-old kid sneered at me as he pulled his pants down and sat on the toilet seat. He didn't care about his friends watching him go. This night was all about being a boy, and to humiliate those who weren't.
I sucked on Billy's cock while all his friends laughed and cheered. Raspy farts were heard and smelt as he began to poop out his solids into the bowl. I kept sucking, his cock getting harder and harder. More farts echo in the toilet bowl as my head bobs up and down between his legs. Plops and splashes when his poop dropped into the water added more to the intoxicating atmosphere. I looked up at his eyes and they were wide with pleasure and excitement. His tongue swirled around his lips uncontrollably.
"Yeah.yeah pig. Suck on my doodle." 12-year-old Billy said with wide evil eyes,
"Yeah.that's right cocksucker, suck on the birthday boys dick. You like smelling this shit? You're a sick fuck!"
He increased the pressure and forced his cock right down my throat. My eyes watered as I gagged and he looked at me with glee and satisfaction as he dominated me. A grown man more than twice his age.
Billy's eyes rolled at the back of his head. His small body was overcome with intense ecstasy as he was releasing stress on both sides of his body. His small hairless body shook like it was having a seizure. Farts and poop could be heard splashing in the toilet bowl. His penis hardened and thickened with blood. The boy let out a loud bellow and yell, as his legs and arms twitched and convulsed with unbelievable energy. Small spurts of semen sprayed in my mouth.
All the boys including Toby and Travis cheered. Billy smiled at his friends all sweaty and exhausted. They all cheered for him and congratulated him. All the while they cursed at me and laughed. Even though Billy was hot and sweaty he still had enough energy to squat on top of the chair and demand that I lick and clean his little ass.
I dived my face into the smooth stinky crevice of his 12- year-old rump. Billy's muscly butt cheeks meant he must be an athlete, either playing soccer or rugby. My nose wedged right inside his crack, the moist stink was intoxicating. I shoved my mouth between his cheeks and around his hole and sucked away at his smooth young sphincter. I sucked and swallowed every bit of excess I could find, which surprisingly wasn't too much. The boy's crack mostly consisted of sour sweat.
I became overwhelmingly dizzy and paranoid. Group after group of boys took turns spanking my bare bottom bare handed until it was purple. The pain and constant laughter became unbearable. Most of these boys were just here for the laughs and got off on the power.
I realised that I felt a little funny and different whenever I was given food from Travis and Toby. Its what made me go so constantly wild for all those boys the night before. Eventually they were tired of trying to trick me and were done with games. They felt they needed to do it through force.
"Fucking take it!" said as he punched me, pointing the cocaine directly at my face, "I know you fucking want it you stupid junky slut!" Toby screamed at me.
"No Toby I don't want that stuff anymore," I cried dizzy and nauseous from a punch in the face.
"Do as your fucking told!" Travis yelled, "You fucking take it or we'll make you fucking take it!"
"No!"
14-year-old Travis and 13-year-old Toby jumped on me and held me down. Travis got behind me and pulled me down on the couch. He wrapped his right arm around my neck almost choking me as he forced me to layback onto him. Toby, who was much smaller pounced and wrapped his legs around my slightly chubby stomach and angrily tried to force my mouth open with his fingers. I writhed and struggled as both these boys straddled me on my couch, forcing me to take this drug. Toby forced an appropriate amount into my mouth.
They both laughed at me as the high took over.
It wasn't long after that I had a nervous breakdown and ran out of the house screaming with nothing but my underwear on. I was in a state of delirium and must have screamed like a girl and cried like a little faggot pansy; because everybody who walked past me laughed at me. I spent two days away from the boys, going crazy from withdrawals. I would try desperately to locate crack dealers but to no avail. Most dealers were guys in their mid to late teens and they would tell me to fuck off when I came knocking on their door.
"Please! Please give me some! Ill be your crack whore! Please!" I cried.
I was saying this to teenagers. I had stooped so low.
"I'm too old for that now faggot!" A slim 16-year-old dealer boy said "I get hoe's for that now!"
"Please ill do anything for a fix! Please!" I would beg on all fours, wiggling my fat butt, hoping it would make the boy change his mind.
The teenager stared at me critically for thirty seconds then decided to have his way with me.
"Fucking lick my feet!" he shoved his bare foot into my face and rubbed his toes against my mouth. I whined and squealed as I licked and sucked the bottom of his foot. The dealer boy squatted and knelt down to get a closer look at me worshiping him. He had an evil sadistic smile on his face; he said it brought back memories of when he was a few years younger. He reached his arm behind my back and rubbed his hand under my dirty worn underwear, cupping my fat butt cheeks in his hand.
"Damn faggot, you got a fat ass," he smirked as he fondled it. He then stuck two of his fingers in my asshole and wiggled them. He then proceeded to guide his fingers into my mouth so I could taste my ass. I looked lustfully into his sadistic eyes as I sucked on his two fingers like they were a baby's pacifier.
"You like that? You like the taste of your asshole? Fuck you fag!"
The dealer boy forced my head into his crotch and unzipped his pants. He flung out his big fleshy sausage and shoved it in my mouth. He rammed into my mouth 57 times, I counted, and got ready to cum in my mouth. I watched his slim stomach move backwards and forwards in front of my face. I then heard him breathing and heaving harshly. I felt his sausage thicken and bulge in my mouth before spray after spray of cum covered the insides of my mouth and throat.
When he was done he got up and kicked me in the face. He laughed and said "Fuck off you sick faggot! You just got used you fat ass whore!"
I ran off crying again, knowing there was no way for me to get any of the stuff, not in this condition anyway. I couldn't access any more of my money because Travis had my credit card and ID and changed my access code. I couldn't drive my car, which was left at my place because Travis always kept the keys. I was left with nothing.
I spent another day in a back alley with nothing but my underwear, getting laughed at by people who were strolling past. I was hungry and cold. I knew there was no other option but to return home to my rulers.
13-year-old Toby answered the door to me on my hands and knees, showing him respect. 14-year-old Travis came to the door and they both looked at me with blank faces awaiting my apology for my pitiful and pathetic behaviour. I was sobbing to them, apologising and begging for my fix. Travis and Toby sneered while I was begging to them like a dog thirsty for water. They decided to let me back in the house and give me some crack to snort.
Afterwards they took out a dog choke collar and wrapped it around my neck and lead me to the bedroom for my punishment. They gave me the biggest lashing they had ever given me before. I was whipped non-stop; red welts were all over my body. Each of them took turns spanking my ass until it was bright with reds and blues. I was left squirming and shaking from the pain, tears streaming down my eyes knowing there was no escape.
Weeks Later.
"Oh fuck!"
"Oh fuck yeah!"
I was sprawled out on all fours on my bed like a frog as 13-year old Toby and 14-year-old Travis thrusted into me at both ends. They fucked and plunged my body spit roast style. Travis fucked my mouth while Toby fucked me hard up the ass. Rap music played at the side of the room and both boys were grunting and heaving, flinging sweat with each thrust and push they forced into me. I learned how to deep throat well as Travis's long, thick 8-inch dick swiftly plunged in and out of my mouth. I moaned like a bitch on heat as Toby's slim youthful hips pounded my big fat ass franticly like a rabbit. My butt cheeks jiggled and rolled unintentionally bouncing back against his hairless crotch. They swayed, rolled and jiggled; bouncing backwards and forwards against the thrusting skater.
My fat round cheeks jiggling and jumping drove Toby wild with animalistic aggression. He would relish on the fatness of my fleshy curves; taking great pride in making me bounce and gyrate as if I was reacting to an electric current that he injected me with.
"Aww yeah," he would gasp breathlessly, feeling the thickness of my cheeks add to the sensation of my spasming butt-hole, "Take my cock you fat ass faggot,"
Both of them kept pounding into me until they reached orgasm. Their fingers clenching and squeezing into my tender pink flesh like it was raw meat.
Toby was first. I turned my head and looked back to see his cute face scrunch up like he was chewing on a lemon. His mouth was wide open with his tongue let loose in the air in lust. His eyes rolled to the back of his head like he was possessed by a demon. Travis kept probing the gums within my mouth as I watched Toby's insatiable expression of power and enjoyment. I felt his cock swell and explode inside of me, his cum covering the insides of my thick rectum.
Travis was next, his thrusting became more frantic, I could hear him heave and snarl above me. I looked up at this powerful boy. I wrapped my hand around his cock and shoved it deeper and deeper down my throat, I looked up at him with big, round, watery, puppy-dog eyes. I watched his red blushing face quiver and his mouth droop with an expression overcome by lust. Cum gushed into my mouth.
The two of them were exhausted, but I was totally destroyed.
Morning had arrived and all three of us were in the same nude tangle, having fallen unconscious with passion the previous night. I was still on my hands and knees like a dog between two naked and clinging teenagers. 14-year-old Travis laid back on the pillows, with his arms and legs spread wide. His soft, semi-erect cock was still in my mouth. I began using my tongue to nurse his cock.
13-year-old Toby was sleeping on my back. His adorable face resting on my right shoulder while his hands held my sides firmly, and his softened leaking cock resting snugly between my thick clenching ass-crack. He would often grind his cock up and down the crack of my ass, making squishy, popping sounds. Having woken up and still finding them inside me was a delight.
Travis shifted to turn and look at the time with his cock getting cleaned with my tongue.
"Oh shit. It's 8:30, fucking school attendance is going to have our ass again."
"Fucking hell." Toby said rather annoyed, slowly pulling himself off me in a daze.
Travis got up and swatted my ass hard. It stung. "Make us breakfast slut." He said sternly before he walked into my bathroom. Toby gave me a second swat for good measure and laughed. They always took great pleasure in swatting my fat buttocks. It made both boys feel powerful and it constantly reminded me that they were in power.
I threw on an old tee shirt and hurried off to the kitchen bare ass like a good 'girl'. I decided to make them bacon and eggs. I spent a good five to ten minutes frying the bacon and eggs in a pan.
Travis had walked out into the kitchen, wet and topless after having a shower. He walked into the kitchen to observe my progress. He looked so slim and muscular as of late, his pecks and six-pack were now more defined and his arms looked extremely lean and strong. He wasn't the little boy that dominated my life 2-years-ago anymore. However, there weren't any undesirable hairs that spoiled his youthful appearance. Trickles of water were still running down his smooth 14-year-old body like it was silk. His skin was still smooth and creamy, not a blemish on his perfect face.
"Good job," Travis said, landing another swat at my tender fat buttocks. He then sat down at the table and waited as I cracked a couple of eggs into the pan.
13-year-old Toby came out of the bathroom a couple of minutes later. He was a real beauty to behold. He was also wet like Travis. His very slim and hairless young body looked so steamy and slippery as he stepped into the kitchen area. He was very slim, so much that it made him all the more appealing as a skater boy.
Every time this devilish kid Toby looked at me I became nervous. His eyes were intense and beautiful; they were large and fluttery but serious and critical as well. He shook his head dry. I stared as his medium length mop top hair swayed side to side in all its charisma. He then put his trademark backwards hat on, smiling evilly and sexually at me as he approached the table.
"Fuck yeah I like bacon!" he said. "We cooking the faggots ass this morning bro?" he asked Travis as a joke. Travis laughed. I blushed at this Toby's comment, who was comparing my ass to pig meat.
"We cooking your fat booty this morning piggy? Pigpigpiggy!" Toby would tease. "Give me an oink! Give daddy Toby a piggy snort!"
I would obey and hang my nose up like pig snout and snort like a pig for the both of them. This always made them laugh.
Toby sat down next to Travis and stared at my bare ass as I swayed it side to side while I cooked them breakfast. They never seemed to run out of ideas on what they could do to my fat juicy ass.
My cooking was complete and I served up both plates to the boys. I crawled under the table and started licking their toes while they ate the bacon and eggs. I heard them gobble their breakfast down while they pushed the souls of their feet into my face, which I also licked and cleaned as intently. Toby farted on the chair, it echoed against the hard wood. I was made to sniff between his legs and wedge my nose between his cheeks.
After they were finished I got out from under the table and collected their plates to wash. Toby observed the kitchen cupboards. They were practically empty.
"Fuck, we got no more food bro!" Toby said to Travis.
"Well Faggot, you know what that means," Travis exclaimed, "time to go shopping while we're gone,"
"I'll go with him." 14-year-old Toby said to Travis "Fuck school, I'm doing them a favour by not going today,"
Travis and Toby were both regular truants, but Toby was nowhere near in as much trouble as Travis was.
"Alright man, whatever." Travis replied "Keep him in line. I can't afford to have another day off otherwise social worker faggots will be hunting me down."
"Just two more years bro, and you won't have to worry about that," Toby said.
Toby and Travis told me to get dressed in my attire. I skipped off to my room after they both swatted my butt to get me moving quicker.
"Go take your medicine," Travis sneered
I retreated into my room and took a snort of my 'candy' that was layed out on the top of my bedside bench. I went through my top draw and put on a tight pink sleeveless skivvy shirt. I pulled out some pink lacy panties that I hesitantly bought in front of them at the local convenience store. My thick womanly bottom was tight and snug when I slipped them on. I then took out a pink mini- skirt and slipped that on as well. Afterwards I squeezed into some black fish net stockings that I was also forced to buy with the other stuff; followed by a brunette wig and a set of high heel shoes.
I crawled out of my room to them like I did every morning. They both stood next to each other and smiled smugly as I shifted towards them on all fours. My fat ass made me look like I had the womanliest frame under that attire. The mini skirt and panties seemed to make the size of my ass more noticeable.
"That's a good whore," 14-year-old Travis said complimenting my obedience
The three of us got in the car and began our day. I drove a couple of blocks to the local high school the boys were attending to drop Travis off. After Travis reluctantly exited the car and walked into the school gates, it was just Toby and I. Our next destination was the local supermarket. We started off browsing through a clothing store where Toby and Travis sometimes take to tease me by buying clothes and making me where sexy and exposing lingerie.
13-year-old Toby wouldn't bother getting changed in the change cubicles when trying on clothes. He had no sense of privacy, as he would strip bare ass naked right in the middle of the clothing isles where people would walk past. He would try on Speedo's and wiggle his tight firm butt in my face, teasing me.
"I dare you to take a sniff here? Come on I dare yu!"
Large breasted mothers with children would cock their eyebrows and smile at his slim hairless skater boy, who was so smug. This kid had so much sex appeal that he was making innocent family woman want to cheat on there much older spouses. He was making them question their morals in family and goodness and when all the wanted to do was sexually mother his authentic little body. He would sometimes cheekily smile at them and wave, making the cougars blush like crazy. He was daring them to cheat on their husbands and make him the new daddy in their family. I could feel the vibe in the store and the looks on those women faces.
13-year-old Toby had always dreamt of being smothered by a two glorious mounds of flesh like a mothers breasts. He had told me with enthusiasm how much he would love to suffocate on large motherly females boobs. He would settle for sucking between their ass cracks as well. The idea made him thirsty and hungry at the same time.
Toby then looked at me evilly with a smirk and told me to come with him to the teenage girls section. We arrived to an isle of young female undergarments. Toby pointed at the smallest looking g-string I had ever seen.
"I want to you to squeeze that on,"
"What?" I stuttered "But Toby, you know that g-string is too small for me, you know my ass is bigger than that."
"That's the point," Toby said excited " I want to watch you squeeze that tiny thing around your fat ass, I want to watch you wiggle and squirm as you try to put them on."
Wiggle and squirm I did. I fidgeted and gyrated my lard ass up and down to accommodate and stretch the material, but the g-string simply wouldn't fit. My fat butt cheeks bulged from the tightness of the undergarment. Two little boys of 5 or 6 were walking past behind their mothers and witnessed the embarrassing sight. They laughed out loud when they saw the sight of my fat buttocks exposed like that. I looked at Toby who was drooling. He laughed and gave the little boys a thumbs up. It made me blush.
"Lard ass, come with me," he said calmly.
I followed him into a male changing cubicle. We entered and he roughly pushed me into the wall.
"Fucking turn around slut," Toby said. His beautiful skater boy face was grim and serious while commanding his slut. I turned my semi naked body around. It was scary having him behind me. I didn't know what was coming.
"Arch your back!" he said angrily, swatting my buttocks "poke your ass out!" I did as I was told, and poked my fleshy fat ass out for this boy, expecting him to fuck it. But instead he did something very surprising.
He got on his knees and began to spread my fat ass cheeks apart to get a look at my asshole and testing the thickness of my hairless moist crack. I whined and squealed looking back at this 13-year-old who was inspecting my ass. I saw his tongue wagging as he looked at my pink hole, holding my milky cheeks far apart.
"Holy Shit, Dayyymmn! Your ass is fatter than those ladies out there," Toby said, his intense eyes looking up at my scared face and back to my asshole, "You better not fart, or ill beat your ass so hard,"
13-year-old Toby shoved his lips into the crevice of my ass crack and sucked on my asshole. I whined and squealed in submission as I felt his tongue spearing it. He pushed and shoved his face between my thick cheeks, cupping my thick upper thigh and suffocating himself between my globes. He lifted his adorable skater face from my ass with a popping sound and gasped for air. His eyes were wild with lust and excitement; my booty was now his playground. He was breathing heavy, hot and sweaty, looking up at my frightened eyes intensely before shoving his face back between my crack. I couldn't believe what this boy was doing to me.
Toby shook and bounced my cheeks every time his face left my ass, just to watch my booty jiggle. He once again shoved his face between my fat cheeks, wedging his mouth and nose as hard as he could between my crack. I squealed like a distressed lustful woman, submitting to his domination. I was hot and sweaty, so turned on by this boy's sexual approach.
Toby pulled out and gasped for air again.
"Oh Yeah! Mommy. Mommy!" he whined, husky and wild. This kid was going nuts with lust. His backwards cap was tilted and his shaggy hair underneath it was so messy. Toby's fresh 13-year-old face was flushed and his eyes watery with both excitement and awe. For some reason my curvy porky ass was giving him thoughts about his mother when he was young. He continued to passionately kiss between my asshole, making it wet.
Toby finally had had enough sucking on my ass. He then got up and grinded his clothed hips against my bubbly buns. He then told me to get on all fours in the change cubicle and he hopped on my upper back, and turned around backwards to look at my ass. He spread my cheeks and massaged them, pulling them apart and expanding my asshole. I squirmed in glee as this boy's hands massaged and spanked my buttocks. He laughed like a child much younger than himself, as if finding humour and power in making me reveal my fat ass this way. He spread my cheeks very wide and a short fart accidentally escaped my rectum.
Pfft!
"I told you not to fart!" Toby yelled. I then received a closed fist to my head and multiple open palm spanks on my ass. Toby swatted and swatted my ass aggressively, cursing at me.
"You stupid faggot, you obey Daddy Toby!" He swatted my ass ten more times as I squealed and squirmed between the claustrophobic walls of the change cubicle.
We both heard a knock on the cubicle door that interrupted the tension. A woman who worked in the store was wondering what all the noise was about. Her high heel shoes could be seen from under the high change room door.
"Are you two alright in there?" The woman said.
"Where fine thankyou," Toby said fingering my asshole as I stared into his beautiful and intense eyes.
"Yes we are fine!" I said in a feminine motherly voice. "Just my son fussing about what to wear."
The woman waited by the door for five seconds as if confused. However she walked away without a fuss. When Toby heard the woman walk away, he slapped me really hard across my head.
"You stupid faggot! You ruined it for me!"
"I'm really sorry Toby!" I said bowing on all fours. "What did I ruin sir?"
"You farted! Girls don't fart faggot! My momma would never do that to me!"
"Your momma Toby?"
"Shut up faggot she's just an example!"
We left the store and brought a lot of frankfurts along with three cans of whipped cream at the supermarket near by.
It was an exciting day, but it was time to go home.
All seemed well after the day at the supermarket. I picked Travis up from school and both the boys went out for a couple of hours. I figured that when they get home they might want to get their feet licked while they sit on my couch and watch TV. I would probably give them each a blowjob before bed while they were baked on god knows what drugs. So it was going to be a reasonably simple night for my standards. Or so I thought.
I remembered to start up on cooking them dinner before they got home. I fried up the frankfurts Toby told me to buy that day. It wasn't until around half past seven when the boys got home. Two other uninvited guests followed behind. I recognised both of them.
The larger boy was the 16-year-old crack dealer I begged in front of when I ran away from home. His name turned out to be Johnny. Johnny was a tall, slim skater boy who used to dominate cash faggots when he was younger. It wasn't until a few years later that woman crack whores started to appear at his doorstep. From then on he dominated and sold woman to his friends and fellow brothers around town. He found no more use for faggots like me anymore. But that didn't stop him from humiliating and dominating them when the time came.
The second smaller boy was Billy. Billy was the 12-year- old boy I lap danced for and gave a blumpkin to at that party a while back. I also remember licking his ass after I was done. I'm sure he found me to be a filthy slut that would do so much more for him. Like Toby and Travis, he was drawn in to dominate me.
"I took a real big shit a while ago faggot," 12-year-old Billy sneered at me, " My asshole is spicy and hot for your tongue tonight,"
This made Toby and Travis laugh. Billy was straight to the point.
"No way! This faggot sucks asshole too?" Johnny asked Billy laughing.
"Yep," Billy replied in a matter of fact.
"No way.you're a sick fuck!" Johnny yelled at me " Your gonna be suckin my asshole too, butt muncher!"
"First you gotta start off by giving us a strip dance," 14-year-old Travis said, "Grab two forks and collect two some of the sausages you fried for us. We are all gonna watch you get fat and plump for us. While you chow down stuffing your face your gonna get freaky with that fat ass. We'll all be sitting around you, laughing and pointing at you, is that what you want pig?"
Toby sneered behind him, " Of course he wants it. Its all the faggot wants."
All four boys laughed as they went in the lounge room while I prepared. I had gotten used to the feeling of being so humiliated that it was invigorating. I stared at the eight fried frankfurts in the frying pan and realised my destiny. I was a piggy. I was a piggy for all the bullies that crossed paths in my pathetic little life. I was a piggy for young god's like Travis and Toby who ruthlessly control me. These boys probably would have never of looked at me twice if I didn't have such a thick fat ass.
I hungrily speared one of the frankfurts with a fork and shoved it into my mouth. The oil sprayed all over my lips. I took a second mouthful and it was gone. I speared two more frankfurts desperately and forced one of them in my mouth, I chewed harshly as more grease entered my body. I took hold of my ass cheeks, already beginning feeling the fat go straight to my ass and thighs.
I swayed myself towards the lounge room shaking my fat naked buttocks femininely. I was met by clapping and applause from the boys who were demanding their show. I walked in with two forked sausages as commanded as well as the frying pan with the rest.
I placed the frying pan on the floor and began to dance and shake my fat ass for the four of them with the two forks of sausages swaying with my hands. I watched as the boys drooled at my girly, hairless, pair shaped body. I seductively placed one of the frankfurts in my mouth and began sucking on it like it was a penis. The oil and grease made it extra slippery as the cooked meat penetrated my mouth cavity. I was shoving the Frankfurt in my mouth so hard I was gagging. I got on my knees while performing the act and shook my ass seductively at them, which made them go wild with hoots and whistles.
This was tame teasing for 14-year-old Travis and 16-year- old Johnny. But 13-year-old Toby was having a hard time containing himself from animalistic lust; he couldn't stop touching the crotch of his jeans as he thought about fuck that fat rear end again. 12-year-old Billy wasn't used to such a dirty erotic scene, jerking his cock obscenely and thrusting his hips to the sight of me being a pig.
I chewed and swallowed the Frankfurt and prepared for the second one to go in my mouth to be sucked.
"Put that one in your ass," Toby commanded me.
I adjusted the fork to position the meat between my ass cheeks. Grease dripped onto my ass cheeks and ran between my ass crack. I looked back at all the boys who had devilish smiles on their faces. I shoved it in and it penetrated my ass. I fucked it inside of me for a couple of minutes. I then separated the fork from the meat and it stayed in my ass like it was a tail. I was on my hands and knees groaning in humiliation. I bounced my ass making the Frankfurt between my crack bounce up and down as well. This made all four of them laugh hysterically.
The four boys lifted themselves off their sitting positions and surrounded me like a pack of hungry hyenas ready to eat its prey. 12-year-old Billy approached my mouth with his crotch to me face. He knelt over my back and fondled my ass. 16-year-old Johnny got behind me and fucked the Frankfurt further inside it. "You like that pork whore huh? Johnny asked
"Yeah pork whore, you're a dirty pig boy aren't yu?" Billy added
14-year-old Travis and 13-year-old Toby laughed and sneered at me in the background.
"Yes! Yes I'm a piggy for all you boys! You beautiful tough thug boys!" I said with delirious glee. I had accepted my fate.
Thug kids will always own my life.
The End?
Authors Note: Hope you found this trilogy hot guys. I might continue it I might not. If you like my erotic themes then here is the link to my two other stories.
Younger Bully Owns Joey
http://www.nifty.org/nifty/bisexual/authoritarian/younger- bully-owns-joey/
Omega City
http://www.nifty.org/nifty/bisexual/adult-youth/omega- city/
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