Date: Sun, 21 Jun 2009 00:12:04 -0400
From: avalon@lords.com
Subject: I Was Scared

Scared?  Shit I is petrified.  If Pop knew what I was doin' right now
he'd skin me live.  We all knew 'bout it, "the black shack," where us
boys could get a jar of moonshine for no money.  It were easy enough,
Richie'd said, "all you have to do is prove you're not scared so easily
that you'll rat the man out if you're caught with it."

"What'cha gotta do?" I asked him.

Richie said, all smug cause he knew I was flat out chicken, "I can't
tell you in advance, that's part of the pact.  Besides it's different
for every person, every time."  Richie's a nice 'nuff guy, he just likes
messin' with my head is all.  I knowed him since I was ten and he was
thirteen.  We went to the same school all the time 'cept when our ages
dictated otherwise.  So he knowed what all nervous I could get an' the like.

'Cept he's also more smarter than me on account o' his still goin' to
school where's I had to stop goin' last year even though I weren't old
enough for that to be legal yet.  But I almost was and my diddy needed
me at home an' for the farm.  Truant officer used to bother my Pop 'bout
it but she couldn't prove for sure I won't old enuf as I was born on the
farm an' not in the hospital like ever'one else.  And my Pop just said I
was already sixteen.  'Sides, by the time she'd got to the truth o' the
matter I'd probly really be sixteen so what wuz the point?  An' won't
like I had the Devil's Chance in heaven of graduatin' anyways.  'Sides,
sumthin' about Richie eggin' me on to do a dare always got my dick to
tinglin'.

And so's here I was, sneakin' through the woods toward ole black shack
in the thick o' dark.  Commin' up here's a whole lot more simple
soundin' when it's day an' ya can see.  An' I wouldn't be here 'tall
'cept I owed Steven money on a bet I chickened out of an' he said he'd
take it in trade for 'shine instead.  And I knew that meant coming up
the hill here.  Even so I asked o' Richie if there was any other way an'
he'd said "no."

So I's trippin' over dead branches and jumpin' out o' my skin at every
sound.  "Prove I ain't scared," I mutter to myself.  That's a hoot.
Shit happened in these woods, not recent mind you, but they happened.
Kids gone missin', wild cats gettin' at people and some even said Devil
worshipers used to be all about meetin' up here.  But that there's all
just shit to scare kids.  Fuck, even I'd laid some second graders to
hollerin' and wailin' all the ways home once'r twice just for the doing
of it.  So I knowed it was all bullshit, that ole story stuff anyways.

But still there was sumthin.  Girls couldn'a come up here an' 'spect to
get nothin'.  Had to get their boyfriends to do it, usually cost 'em a
blow job or hand job.  'Round here that's just how 't'is.  But yeah,
there was sumthin' up here that could spook ya, change ya even.  Billy
Tarwell come up here so much folk said he was jinxed or worse.  An' he
did start actin' funny.  He got a look to his eyes an' even stopped
weekly bathin' sometimes an' never come to church no more.  But he just
kept comin' least till he up an' left town for the city in Boone where
the college is.  Least that's where his kin say he went.  And he shore
as shit won't goin' to school up there, I's smarter than him an' I'm
dumber than a sack o' hair.

I was gettin' close an' even more on the nerves when I tripped right
over some log I knowed won't there till I tripped on it.  Tore my pants
at the knee and I could feel a little trickle o' blood too but that
won't nuthin' compared to what if my diddy decided to get all red over
tearin' my pants.

But I got here an' I know I's a mess of a sight my own self.  What with
fallin' and briers and sweatin' an' crap from the walk.  Goddam hike
more'n any walk's really what it was.  So I leaned against the shed for
a short breath and jumped like a rattler'd bit me.  "Damn fucking shit!"
I yipe out as it creaks to high heaven and half seems to be 'bout to
fall in on itself.  Fuck, near wet myself.  Yeah, I's doin' real well
convincin' whose evers up here that I ain't no chicken.

But I take my nerve up an' find the door, if'n you can call it such.  I
mean, I's an' mine are right poor but this place is a real disaster.
Door almost's off it's hinges and creeks like sin, "natch," I says to
myself.  What else would a spooky ole place have if not a creepy door to
go with it.  So I take my pulled up nerve an' proceed in.  An' it's dark.

"Fuck, now what, I can't see nuthin'" I actually says aloud.  And fuck
too if I didn't yelp when a light came on blindin' like.  But shit it
turned out to be just a little ole watt bulb like from a flashlight.
Seemed bright at first but now I can barely see at all even with it.
But I can see the inner wall it's over on.  So I inch over to it an'
right up under the light is a scrap o'paper on the wall with writin'
scrawled on it.

"Put cock in hole for a jar" it says.  What the fuck.  I ain't even sure
I said that aloud or not.  And sure as shit there's a big ole knothole
'bout dick level.  Now this is fucked up.  I mean brave or shittin'
bricks, ever boy's protective of his cock.  So I just stood there a
second cursin'.  No fuckin' wonder Richie wouldn't say what the test
was.  Shit.

But I shore as shit don't have the fiver I owe Steven.  I is stuck but
still would o' just left if Richie wouldn't knowed I chickened out on
sumthin' agin.  Put my cock in some hole to be cut off or what not!  But
thinkin' o' Richie and my cock's got me tinglin' there again and I know
I's doomed.  'Cause, scared as I is, I want to have sumthin' happen to
my cock now.

So I open up my drawers an' they fall to my ankles right off.  I's too
scared to be hard but I've got that itchin'.  So I waddle my ass up to
the hole lookin' like an idiot.  And I just say "fuck it" and feed my
snake on in that hole.

And.  Nuthin' happens.  An' I wait a minute.  An' still nuthin'.  Shit,
I just had to proved I could do it like Richie said.  I's a might
relieved and start to pull out when a terror shoots through me like
bein' God stuck with lightnin'.  A rough hand had took hold o' my balls
an' it won't lettin' go.  I know cause I jerked back like a muther
fucker but my cock dinna come out o' that hole.  Hurt like a sledge
hammer but I is still trapped right up in that hole.  And I'm beginnin'
to freak until another hand rubs on the tip.  And OH MY GAWD!  That's
electric like.

And I feel sumthin' wet and realize it's a tongue an' shit, am I gonna
get sucked off?!

I go full hard right likity split and I feel lips and tongue and I can't
help it and wouldn'a even if I could, but I moan like, like, I don't
know the fuck what like.  But I is in heaven, or fuck even if it's a
trip to hell I'm enjoying the ride.  And I start humpin' against the
wall and shit and then another hand starts wankin' on my cock even as
it's gettin' sucked.

Then three hands, what the fuck!  How many people's over there and
there's my balls gettin' stroked an' fondled like an' I never thought of
balls as any place other to get a smartin' pain if'n you get kicked or
grabbed there.  But this was alright, no matter how many shittin' sins
it is or how much they hurt just a moment before.  And then there's
another mouth on one of my balls and takin' all the way in!  Holy fuck,
Christ on a crutch, DAMN!  That feels good.  An' then another mouth
lickin' at my other nut.

So I got three hands, least three mouths all doin' what must be God's
work it feels so good.  Tongue goes snakin' under my foreskin and in my
pee hole and I half groan an' half scream.  And I'm humpin' the hole and
fuckin' like a horse set to stud.  And it just don't stop.  I know I'm
gonna cum soon try as I might to make it last.

Then I about shit.  Someone behind me is pushin' on my shoulders tight
so my chest is tight up to the wall and there's a tongue in my ear.  And
I freak an' try to get away.  Some work roughed hand grabs my ass and I
scream.  And there's laughin' on the other side of the wall and my cock
feels teeth and it hurts.  I can even tell whoever it is has got a tooth
or two missin' cause the way it scrapes and shit.

Someone, I don't know who or what for that matter cause the little watt
bulb has turned out, uses their knees to wedge my legs apart as far as
the pants at my ankles will allow and I'm gettin' shit on scared!  And
then I just freeze.  Cause I know what's happnin'.  I know what happened
to Billy Tarwell an' why he was never the same.

There's a thick ass finger stuck up my dry ass butt.  It takes me a bit
before I even knows to scream.

And the cacklin' laughter from behind me and from behind the wall just
shivers my soul.  And somebody starts chantin' about Satan as I squirm
an' fight against the weight on my back and the finger up my ass.  And
I'm gettin' it on both ends and a second finger goes up my chute just as
I get used almost to the first an' I scream some more.  And them fingers
start to wigglin' and I'm shakin' with fright an' it starts to feel good
all the sudden.

I don't know why.  I's heard some like being corn holed but I never
thought it could be me!  And the fingers come out and I swear I feel
empty.  But just fer a second as what must be the biggest, meanest,
hardest, fattest cock in all the county goes up my ass.

I scream out ever bit o' breath an' I can not breathe enough to take new
air in as I get fucked and sucked.  And I get pumped hard for like
twenty strokes and I know this fucker has just cum up my butt cause he
just stays in close and just pushes hard but without pullin' out.  And I
thank God it's over when he pulls his donkey cock out.  And the suckin'
has stopped an' ever'thing and I breathe agin.

And get torn asunder by a new cock.  And the suckin' is right back an' I
scream and cry tears as I cum so hard I think I musta shot a hole in
that woman's mouth.  Fuck, who'm I tryin' to kid?  There ain't no gender
right here but man sex, man cock and man tongue.  I just knows it.  My
diddy is so gonna kill me!  I am so goin' to hell when I die which with
all I'm feeling might be any second here anyhows.

The mouth on my cock changes and this time it's soft and smooth I can
tell cause a cheek rubbed up by it first.  Probly some young teen boy or
sumthin' even more sinful but oh it's good.  I don't get hard again but
I cum flat soft in this angel's sweet mouth.  And I see stars I swear to
the Lord.  There's cheerin' past the wall and I realize I didn't even
feel a third cock make acquaintance with my innards.  But I can tell
'cause it's right longer than the others but seems skinnier too.  Makes
me think of Richie's long skinny meat drill.  And I go hard again and am
disgusted but I can't help but love it.

I feel my cock held painful tight straight out as someone backs THEIR
ass onto my prong.  And now I knows I'm doing the fuckin' an' that makes
me the queer one.  But I don't care.  That ass bumps and grinds me in
that knot hole till I'm sure it's given me splinters.  And I getting
jammed from behind like a freight train for like I don't even know how
many minutes.

That last cock in my ass finally cums and I cum into the man pussy in
front er me.  And I whimper and when cock number three pulls free of my
sore ass I just fall back dead to the floor; my trembly legs won't even
think about holdin' me up.  And it's sweet agony as I feel my limp dick
dragged out of that beautiful butt.  I don't know how I know it's a
beaut but I's just do.  And I just try to move.

Well I'm here to say I didn't move.  I knows cause I woke up with a
right startled jerk.  My back hurts, my knees are skint up and my cock
is too tender to touch.  Oh yeah, and it's daylight outside.  My Pop, I
am so dead!

I drag my sore ass self up and get up off my knees finally.  I feel of
my butt hole and my hand comes away sticky and disgustin'.  I see shit
and some blood on my tremblin' fingers.  My dick is scared up some but I
can see it'll heal.  I'm not so sure about my ass, 'specially after
diddy gets his whacks in.  I am sore all over excepting for my face.  I
can't help it.  I got me a grin that just won't stop.  I may be goin' to
hell in a hand basket, Satan may have been chanting over my lost cherry,
I got fucked thrice, sucked twice and I fucked ass once, but this is
somethin' I know I'm gonna come back for.

I pull up my torn britches and you'll never know what I sees by the
door.  Not one but three jars o' shine.  I don't know if it's cause I
cum thrice or cause I got cum in thrice but I got what I need to pay
Steve and two more besides.

God damned but I hope I get this scared ever night!


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