Date: Tue, 23 May 2006 15:19:15 -0700 (PDT)
From: chuck h <unkle_c@yahoo.com>
Subject: Boys, Buds and Bullies pt. 11

Disclaimer: If you are not yet 18 years of age or if it is illegal to
read materials of this nature where you live,  Please stop now!
This story contains descriptions of sexual activity between teenage
boys...and is for adult eyes only!
The acts are consensual and are a result of their love or lust for one
another.
This story is completely fiction, all descriptions, and names are also
made up, any similarities are truly just that, purely similarities.
In addition, this story also contains domination & fighting between
teenage boys, if this bothers you, then please do not read any further!
I would love to hear from you, so negative as well as positive feedback
is always welcome! Please write: unkle_c@yahoo.com
Thank you,
Chaz

Re-capping last paragraph of chapter 10:
I heard Robbie across the room, apparently talking to someone on the
phone. "Listen to me, slaveboy, I'm telling you to get your ass over
here prompto. Whaaaaat?... No faggot... it's you that don't
understand... I don't give a flying shit about fucking homework, and I
don't wanna hear any more fucking excuses. You know the deal, bitch....
I call... you run... I'm calling, and you have fifteen minutes to get
your ass here, you hear me, you fucking homo? If you're not here in
fifteen minutes, you know what happens... yeah, that's what I thought,
bitch! Now I'm gonna count to three and I wanna hear a huge loud kiss"
Robbie then placed the cell phone against the outline of his hard-on, and
sure enough the three of us heard a loud smacking of the lips. Robbie
then threw a pillow over the cell phone as he and Donnie went into
hysterics.
My first thought was `Oooooh wow! How fucking original'
Robbie placed the phone back to his ear. "Thanks dude, you just kissed my
cock, now get moving, you've got fifteen minutes, oooh ya, one more
thing... plan on spending the night... I'll be sure to feed you before
you head off to school in the morning, faggot."
I then felt Donnie's toes press up against my lips. "Kiss my feet HOMO,
then beg me to fuck you AGAIN!"

                         "Boys, Buds, and Bullies" pt. 11
By the time Donnie finished fucking me for the third time, I was nothing
more than a limp rag doll, all curled up in a ball, laying in the corner.
In less than two hours I had been fucked wicked hard, brutally, and
mercilessly four times, three times by Donnie, and once by Robbie, with
my friend fucking me even harder than Donnie, obviously trying to out
perform his bud in the domination department... and if I must say so, he
did a hell of a good job, proving he was the real master, causing Donnie
to smirk.
My butt felt as though it was literally on fire, the pain unbearable.
My throat was again wicked sore, as both the tough jock boys used it as
though it were a worn out pussy, again trying to out perform one another.
My voice was harsh and it was difficult to speak.
I had just gotten accustomed to taking a rough throat fucking from
Robbie, was even at the point where I could deep throat him without it
hurting, but then along comes Donnie with his thick nine inch throat
basher and I'm right back to square one, only this time the pain in my
throat was worse, and Donnie's uncaring attitude didn't help the
situation.
Standing over me, his strong jock boy legs straddling my curled up body,
I felt a hard kick to my side. I yelped from the solid blow of Donnie's
bare foot. "Ready for another round with my Master Blaster, queerboy? I
think this time I wanna feel that warm mouth of yours again... whaddaya
say? You must need another few tablespoons of my protein by now, eh? I
mean just to keep you alert and all... best medicine on earth for faggots
like you. Plus... I wanna show your good bud which of us can do the most
damage to your fag throat."
With tears in my eyes, I tried pleading with him to give me more time, as
I grasped my throat with my right hand. "Please, dude, my throat is
killing me, can we hold off for a little while, please?" But, my words
came out sounding more like Donald Duck than myself.
This brought a hearty laugh from both Donnie and Robbie while Donnie
continued standing over me, massaging his huge cock as he began talking
to it. "You hear that, you bad boy? You're just too powerful for your
own good, now look what you've gone and done, you've brutally conquered
another queer throat... now what are we gonna do, eh?"
Donnie then placed his right hand up to his ear, as though he was trying
to hear something. "Wait, he's trying to say something... what's that
you say? .... You're not through with this one yet???"
Donnie grinned down at me. "Sorry dude, he says he's no where near done
with you yet. He says you can still speak... even if your voice has been
altered a little... says he needs to finish the job... and that bashing
your throat a few more times should do it."
Again, the two high school jocks broke up laughing.
Then of course Robbie needed to add his two cents worth. "I told the
little bitch to go and get his fucking tonsils out, and he disobeyed
me... so he deserves to be in pain... maybe we should just pull them out
our selves and get it over with"
Donnie, however felt he had a better idea. "Nah... we won't need to
bother... a few more sessions with my deep powerful cock drilling... and
they'll just fall out on their own, trust me. Now get the fuck up on
your knees, cry baby... let's see how much damage my power-drill can do
this time"

Just as I made it to my knees, the doorbell rang, bringing a wicked evil
grin to Robbie's face, as he turned towards Donnie. "Now the fun REALLY
begins, wait till he see's YOU, dude... he's gonna really fuckin freak,
may even try running, but I'll be ready for that. Then when he comes
down from the first shock, he's in for another ... when I fuck his
brains out, and take his cherry right in front of you two. I can see it
now, the most popular jock at St. Petes, crying and begging for me to
pull out of him... fucking awesome... just purely fucking awesome!"
Donnie gave Robbie a smirk and sneered. "You've got it all wrong dude,
his second shock is gonna be when he's eye to eye with this monster of
mine, that's when he'll really want to bolt outta here"
Robbie's face turned red with anger. "No way asshole, I fuck him him
senseless... then MAYBE... you get a crack at em, when I'm done with
him"
Donnie, idled up to Robbie, chest to chest, face to face, and as I
watched the two power jocks stare into each others eyes, the doorbell
rang again.
Donnie gave Robbie a wicked hard bitch slap to the face. The second one
so far. "Go let him in, dork... I'm running this show now, not you... or
maybe you need further proof of that!"
Robbie at first stood his ground, that is till Donnie's eyes squinted,
and this mean evil look appeared on his face. "What??? You ready to take
me on? Ready to become my little bitch?... If not... you better move that
ass of yours before I fucking drop you on it!"
My mouth was the only thing that dropped, when Robbie obediently turned
and scurried up the stairs, wearing only his skimpy tight posing briefs,
while Donnie wrapped a towel around his thin waist, then hid in the
corner where it was darker.

As I silently gave thanks for being allowed to let my throat heal a
little longer, I listened as Robbie bad mouthed Anthony while on their
way down the stairs. "You must be hungry for my dick by now, eh? How many
times in the past few days have you craved for a mouthful of my special
sauce??? How many times have you imagined it oozing down your throat and
into your belly, huh?"
Before Anthony had a chance to answer, they were at the bottom of the
stairs with Robbie giving my cousin a rough push, sending him sprawling
to the mats.
In less than two seconds, Robbie was straddling Anthony's upper chest,
his huge balls covered in the thin shiny lycra, resting on Anthony's
lips and nose.
Robbie then grabbed a fistful of Anthony's hair, and lifted his head,
mashing and grinding my cousins face into those bull size balls and up
onto the outline of Robbie's thick cunt-buster. "Sniff it, bitch...
inhale that jock-boy odor. Smell the combo of sweat, and cum, ooooohh
yeeeaahh... get a good whiff, queer-boy, smell that delicious aroma,
before chawing down on it."
As sore as I was, I couldn't help getting a hard-on watching my friend
in action. His thick well muscled thighs resting on each side of my
cousins face, his magnificent seventeen year old bi-ceps flexing as he
held Anthony's head buried between those pythons, pressing my cousins
mouth and nose roughly against that sexy fabric of Robbie's posing
briefs.
I began rubbing my own dick at the scene taking place beside me, but what
happened next would remain in my memory bank for many years to come.
Robbie dismounted my cousin and stood up.
Stripping himself of his tight sexy posing brief, and dropping it to the
matts below him, Robbie turned around facing my cousins feet, then
dropped down on top of his rivals face, giving my cousin his first ever
taste of another boys bare butt.

I began jacking in earnest, as Robbie grinded his tight bubble butt into
his tough rivals face, giving Anthony an excellent taste of hard, tight,
jock-boy ass.
Till this day I'm still not sure which had turned me on more, the sight
of my cousin unwillingly eating another boys bare-ass for the first time,
or the fight he was putting up to throw my best bud off him.
Anthony was not liking this new gay act he was being subjected to, but no
matter how hard he struggled, Robbie sat there like a strong tough
cowboy, riding a wild bull in a rodeo contest, and grinning triumphantly,
while maneuvering the crack of his awesome bubble butt up and down his
rivals face.
The scene lasted nearly twenty minutes before Robbie lifted his butt off
Anthony's face just long enough to give him further instructions. "Ok,
faggot... this is where you show your jock master how much you respect
him. Stick that queer tongue of yours out and lick between the crack of
my tight butt... I want you to make love to it, just like you do to my
sweet tasting cock... fucking queer pig."

This little break also gave my cousin an opportunity to plead with his
superior rival. "Come-on...dude, please get off my head... this is so
fucking gross, man... please"
Robbie became pissed instantly, I guess he was tired of the lack of
respect he had been getting since his good bud Donnie arrived.
Turning his head and looking over his shoulder, he glared angrily down
into Anthony's eyes. "What did you just call me, you fucking pervert???"
My cousin paused briefly before answering, wondering what he said wrong,
then like he was struck with a bolt of lightening, a look of horror
appeared on his face and his entire body shook as he cried out. "Sir...
I'm sorry sir... it won't happen again, sir... I promise! Please,
master Rob... can you please just get off my face, sir? I'll blow you,
kiss your feet, even lick your nuts, sir... just pleeeezzze get off my
head, sir, I'm begging you" "Tell ya what homo, you ever forget your
place again, as my fucking fag slave, I won't hesitate to fucking
pulverize you with my fists. Stick out your fucking tongue... NOW!"

With the last angry word spoken, Robby began bouncing up and down on
Anthony's face till he felt the warmth of my cousins tongue dart between
the tight, bubble butt, crack, making head-on contact with my friends
tight virgin hole. "aaaaahhhhh... oooohhh fuck....yeeeaaahhh .... again
you sick fuck... do it again... keep licking till I tell you to stop...
you fuckin queer bitch! You are so fucking inferior to us real High
School Athletes... how you ever posed a threat to my wrestling abilities
I have no idea... but trust me you little butt-muncher... you stand NO
chance in hell of ever winning another wrestling meet against me ....
EVER AGAIN! Fuck ya... I'm the next State Champ in our weight class...
I'm gonna take that scholarship which was rightfully mine to begin with,
and hold it up high... while you're down on your knees, licking my balls
in front of your friends and parents, fucking cocksucker!"

Though his crying was somewhat muffled by the weight of Robbie's well
muscled body, it was clear to me, that Anthony finally accepted what he
feared all along, he had no chance at winning the State Wrestling
Championship for his weight class, and therefore no chance of winning the
scholarship to his favorite college either.
I felt this was so totally unfair, I knew my Aunt and uncle could
probably afford to send Anthony to a state university, but it would more
than likely be a struggle for them, and what's worse is that it
wouldn't be the school that Anthony had longed to attend. He so needed
the scholarship in order to attend the school of his dreams.
Where as I mentioned before, Robbie would in all likelyhood end up being
offered at least two scholarships... maybe three.
So to screw my cousin out of one was as low as he could go, especially
since Robbie didn't need any scholarship, unlike my cousin, and Donnie,
Robbie's rents could literally send him to any damn college Robbie
chose.

I tried pushing Robbie's greediness from my mind, and went back to
stroking myself, watching the wicked hot scene going on beside me.
I knew that Anthony was being grossed out big time, and I sorta felt bad
for him, but watching Robbie ride his face was so fucking hot. Even
watching Anthony's arms and legs as they flailed in all directions
trying desperately to throw the bully off, was equally as hot.

Suddenly I felt another presence, and before I even turned around, Donnie
was standing next to us.
He gently nudged Robbie with his bare foot. "K, bud... times up... my
turn to play with the queer closet case."
Robbie, no way ready to bring his enjoyment to an end, looked up at his
bud and gave him a dirty look. "Give me a break, dude... he's mine till
I'm done using him, then you can do what you want... K?"
Donnie just shook his head. "No way... GET UP ... I have a need to choke
someone... you had your fun with him... now it's my turn. Besides I need
to get off in someones mouth, real soon... so it's either him... or you,
your call." Robbie still didn't budge, enjoying himself way too much. He
glared into Donnie's eyes defiantly. "Use the other cum-dump if you need
to get off so bad, this ones mine for the night."
I couldn't believe my ears, even though, I wasn't too happy to hear him
refer to me as a cum-dump, I still was somewhat joyful that he finally
spoke up to this rude piece of shit.
Unfortunately the joy I felt, didn't last very long.
Before I even realized what the fuck was happening, Donnie used his left
hand to grab a fistful of Robbie's hair then gave him a punch to the
side of his head with his right fist. It was way far from Donnie's best
punch, that much was obvious, but it sure as hell shocked Robbie. I
figure it was just a love tap, like Robbie used to give me, not hard at
all, but yet hard enough to pass as a warning.
Robbie immediately stopped grinding his ass into my cousins face, and
while rubbing the side of his jaw, he looked up at his bud in
bewilderment. "What the fuck??? You really wanna take me on that bad,
dude?"
Donnie just stood over him, grinning while grinding his fist into an open
palm. "Fuck, that was nothing, and you know it... just a warning shot is
all. Now, like I said a little while ago, I'm the one running this show
now, and I told you it was my turn with him, that means stop what you're
doing... while I take over... if you have a problem with that...then
let's go!" Donnie waved Robbie towards him, but once again, Robbie put
their inevitable clash on hold. "It looks like it's gonna have to
happen, dude, but not now."
It was obvious that with Robbie smothering him, Anthony still had no clue
that another dude was even in the room.

Robbie was pissed big time, not only from the punch in the head from his
long time bud, but also with the interruption of his enjoyment, it showed
in the way he looked and spoke to Donnie. "You know what dude? I think
your job here is completed. You can spend the night, but you don't need
to return after school tomorrow... k?"
Donnie just grinned mischievously. "We'll see about that, DUDE! But for
now, I have a need to fulfill, so unless you're ready to take care my
problem here... I advise you to get off him, so I can break in his mouth
and throat with a REAL jock-boy dick!"
Robbie did manage to get in the last word, as he dismounted my cousins
face, looking Donnie straight in the eye. "You're a fucking dork, just
like Abe has always said, and we WILL have it out, dude... I promise you
that much."

It wasn't till Robbie dismounted my cousins face that Anthony saw Donnie
standing there.
His first reaction was shock, as he just laid there staring up into
Donnie's eyes.
The two jocks knew each other from school sports. Donnie even once hung
out with some of Anthony's friends, but my cousin never liked the tough
Italian boy from the poor side of town, and never once tried hiding that
fact from Donnie either.
So to say that this was a sweet reunion for Donnie would be an
understatement to say the least.
My cousin remained in a zombie type state, not trying to escape, not even
budging an inch. However, the fear was clearly pasted to his handsome
face.
Donnie then stood over him, straddling Anthony's upper body.
Like a mighty lion sneering down at his new captive prey. "Well, well,
well, if it isn't Teroni... tell me, dude, how's my friends ass taste,
huh? Taste good, faggot? You ready to taste something else... like maybe
some delicious Italian food? How about some Hot Italian Sausage... think
you can go for some of that, you fucking queer? Tell you what, if you're
a good little fagboy and eat every bit of the sausage... I promise to
throw in some healthy Italian sauce to go with it, sound like a deal to
you, ass-licker?"

My cousin finally made his move, attempting to bolt, but of course he
didn't get far. Robbie and Donnie were both on him like flies on shit.
Donnie began punching him, mostly just for the fun of it at first.
Anthony landed in a fetal position at my feet with Robbie standing over
him, and Donnie sitting on top, pummeling every inch of my cousins body
with his fists of steel.
Donnie's fists were flying so freaking fast, it was nearly impossible to
determine where the next blow was going to land.
With the action taking place in front of us, I wasn't the one surprised
by Donnie's fighting technique, I had no doubt that he was a killer with
his fists, but my friend Robbie was in total awe. Sure he was obviously
quite aware that Donnie enjoyed using his fists, but I guess he was
surprised that Donnie would go all out when it came to someone he knew
well, some one that wasn't any threat to begin with.
I say it was probably building up over the years between Donnie and
Anthony, knowing quite well how rude my cousin could be.
Plus like I said, Anthony never allowed Donnie to forget what part of
town he came from, and was quick to bring it up... the short time they
hung with the same crowd. Always quick to embarrass Donnie whenever he
could.

After nearly ten minutes of pummeling my cousin to near
unconsciousness... Donnie felt his new captive had had enough, he stood,
tightened the towel still wrapped around his waist, and ordered Anthony
to kneel. "Let's try this again... get on your knees, faggot."
It took my cousin a few moments to even move.
Talk about pulverizing someone, in just those few short minutes, Donnie
had Anthony looking as though he was put through a meat grinder.
I mean, to me it looked as though Donnie was holding back from hitting my
cousin in the face and head, but to look at Anthony now, you'd swear
that was the only area Donnie concentrated on.
Although his face wasn't a total disaster, it was certainly obvious,
that he had been beaten up.
If Robbie had true reservations about fighting Donnie, earlier, this show
of strength certainly didn't cause him to feel any more confident.
When it was clear that Anthony was having problems moving very quickly,
Donnie shoved his right foot under Anthony's face. "Since you're in no
hurry to get up, faggot, you may as well kiss my feet, you're gonna be
worshiping them soon enough anyway. Here start with this one."
Robbie and I stood there watching a sobbing Anthony place his lips on
Donnie's bare right foot, and began kissing it all over. "Yeeaah,
Teroni... you fucking fag... you remember all those times you fucking
degraded me in front of your friends, huh? Reminding them that I was from
the slum neighborhood? I shoulda kicked your ass back then. Fuck, even at
twelve years old, I could have taken on you and your six buds together,
to this day I don't know why I didn't... but looks like I'm gonna have
plenty of time now, to make up for all the slum remarks and jokes you
ever made about me. Yeah... now lick both feet... as a matter of fact...
suck some toes, you fucking queer pervert."

No idea for how long, my cousin remained down on the matts kissing and
licking Donnie's feet. Long enough to satisfy Donnie in any case.
Now up on his knees, Anthony pleaded with Donnie, trying desperately to
convince another soon to be teenage master... that this whole thing was a
huge mistake. "Please Donnie, you have to hear me out... I'm no fag... I
swear to you, this all started because of my queer cousin. I was wicked
fucking horny one night while he and I were sleeping outside in his
tent... I just wanted a quick blow-job from him, but the fag insisted he
wouldn't do me, unless I did him... so I pretended to go along with it,
I figured if I just kissed his dick first, then told him I'd do him
right after he did me... he'd fall for it and blow me... but Robbie came
barging in with this video cam just as I kissed my fag cousins dick...
anyways... what I'm saying is... I'm no faggot... you gotta believe
me... please, dude"
Both Robbie and Donnie quickly went into hysterics, laughing their butts
off... they seriously lost it big time, and yet again, I failed to see
the humor in any of the garbage that just came out of my cousins mouth,
he so twisted the story.
It was obviously a very desperate attempt at saving his ass... literally.
Donnie, the first to recover from my cousins comedy speech, placed both
his hands behind Anthony's head locking his fingers together then tilted
the head backwards, so that my cousin was now looking straight up into
Donnie's eyes. "Listen faggot... I saw the video, you're not only a
cocksucker... you're a damn good one. From now on... you've got two
masters to service... that should keep you busy each night of the week
and all weekend long. Now what's gonna happen tonight is this, you're
gonna blow me, and blow me again, and keep blowing me till you've sucked
out all the cum within my balls. Then my bud here is gonna fuck your
brains out... all night long, he's gonna take your cherry... and pound
your hot little ass over and over again... you got any idea, how many
faggots at school would pay big time to be in your position... you
fucking cum-breath"
Anthony was holding up ok, till Donnie mentioned the part where Robbie
would be taking his cherry, then he began sobbing loudly, trying
desperately to pull his head away from Donnie's solid grip, but to no
avail.
I suddenly couldn't wait till my cousin got his first glimpse at
Donnie's weapon of destruction. The towel did a good job of concealing
it, so I figured it must be soft and just hanging.
Robbie meanwhile became hard as steel listening to Donnie describe the
fucking that would take place later.
He apparently was suddenly fine with Donnie running the show, his
attitude seemed to change dramatically while watching Donnie beat the
shit out of Anthony. I mean after all, it took Donnie less than ten
minutes to achieve with Anthony what it took all night for Robbie to
achieve.

Now with Donnie standing over my cousin, with a tight grip on Anthony's
head, the seventeen year old horny jock appeared ready to claim another
queer slave.
I stood on the opposite of Robbie, with Donnie and my cousin between us,
and occasionally would glance over at my bud as we both took in Donnie's
incredible body.
My eyes first attached themselves to the protruding bulge in the towel,
neatly hiding the mighty weapon behind it.
It was definitely a nice size lump, but ooooohh so deceiving, if Anthony
only knew.
My eyes drifted upward to a wicked hard six-pack or soon to be
eight-pack, onward to his grapefruit size pecs, and baseball size guns,
which at the moment flexed powerfully as he struggled to hold Anthony's
head in place, while my cousin used every muscle in his body to break
away from his new master.
However, the only thing that resulted from my cousins attempt at escaping
was an evil grin from Donnie.

"K, bitch... I know you've been waiting patiently to see what's behind
curtain number one, so go ahead... give it a tuck, remove the towel from
my waist, and feast your eyes on Thanksgiving Dinner"
The very instant the towel dropped to the mats... Anthony's eyes nearly
bulged out of their sockets. I'm so sure he would have tried escaping
one more time, had he not been in a total state of shock.
With the thought of breaking in a new throat, Donnie's thick nine inches
had become semi hard.
Grabbing a fistful of my cousins hair, Donnie buried Anthony's face into
the damp, dark, curly bush, and held it there, smothering his latest
conquest. "There you go queer-boy... inhale THAT, you fucking pussy.
Ooooooh fuck yeeaah... my pubes still wet from the fucking I gave your
cousin??? You need to fuckin lick my bush clean... if you ever wanna see
daylight again. After you finish maybe I'll let you clean my cock before
I drill a hole through the back of your queer head."


Donnie held his grip on my cousins head, grinding Anthony's face into
his dirty pubes, and as if that wasn't punishment enough, he lifted one
leg over Anthony's shoulder, then did the same with the other, forcing
my cousin to arch backwards.
With Donnie's thick well muscled thighs now on each side of my cousins
face, the tough High School bully, tightened his thighs, flexing those
incredible muscles, and releasing the fistful of hair. He planted his
fists on his hips, and grinned at Robbie, tightening the head scissors
hold each time Anthony tried pulling his face away from Donnie's smelly
crotch hair. "You better do a good job cleaning my pubes, bitch... or I
swear, I'll fuckin crush your queer scull with these legs"
Robbie and I both took in the `I'm the fucking BALLS' expression on
Donnie's face, and the no mistaking look... of a true conqueror.
Fuck if Donnie didn't go so far as to flex his mighty guns, posing for
Robbie, as he glared into Robbie's eyes... then kissed his own biceps.
Nearly twenty minutes into having his dark curly bush licked clean by his
new pussy-boy, Donnie, grabbed himself another clump of my cousins hair
and pulled his face away.
Noticing a few loose curly pubes, clinging to Anthony's moist lips,
Donnie, grinned. "Good job, homo, we'll add that to your new list of
cleaning chores"
Then as though deep in thought, Donnie began glaring deep into Anthony's
dark eyes.
Who knew what his wicked evil imagination was working on next.
However, we didn't need to wait long.
Donnie gave his new conquest, a smirk as he placed his hand down to his
awesome looking knob.
Using his index and forefingers he cleaned the pre-cum from his leaking
piss-slit, and placed the fingertips under my cousins nose, smearing
Donnie's moist, clear juice along Anthony's upper lip, just beneath his
nostrils. Then squeezed the two fingers between my cousins lips, till
they were buried inside Anthony's mouth, "suck em, faggot, suck em
clean, I wanna feel your fucking tongue all over my fingers and in
between em as well"
Donnie allowed Anthony to suck the fingers clean, then began to thrust
them in and out of my cousins mouth. "Oooooohhh fuck yeeaah... that's
it, dick-breath... suck em like you suck cock, man I can't even begin to
tell ya...where those fucking fingers have been since the last time I
washed em... cocksucker."

I immediately glanced over to Robbie while he crouched over, laughing his
ass off. Must have been thinking the same thing I was, one place those
filthy fingers had been that I knew off, was between the crack of my butt
when Donnie was pulling my cheeks apart.
As usual, I didn't find it all that amusing myself. Fuck, I could only
prey that this never comes up in a conversation with my cousin around.

Donnie withdrew his wet fingers, then wiped them dry on each side of
Anthony's face.
He then grabbed a tight hold of my cousins hair, and tilted Anthony's
head way back. "Open your mouth, fag... I'm gonna lube it real good
before fucking it. I so want you to grow accustom to all my bodily
fluids... ooooh yeeaaah, bitch, you're going to learn to beg for my
fresh spit, my hot Italian cum, my dripping sweat, and my warm piss...
and you'll be getting plenty of each... every fucking time we get
together... sound hot to you??? Cause it sure as hell sounds hot to me"
Donnie yanked hard on my cousins head, bending it further backwards till
it looked as though it would snap off, causing Anthony to obey Robbie's
last command.
Donnie let loose with gob after gob of fresh spit, as Robbie and I stood
there watching.
Long endless strings of drool oozed from Donnie's lips... straight down
into Anthony's gapping mouth, bringing a look of total disgust to my
cousins face.
Then when Anthony realized that Donny literally intended to fill his
mouth with Master Donnie's spit, the tears began cascading, and the look
of total disgust turned into a pitiful expression.
Donnie kept at it, till the cavity of my cousins mouth was completely
full and slightly overflowing.

The sight was nothing like anything I had ever seen before, my own cousin
kneeling on the mats, his head flung back, his eyes bulging, tears
flowing non stop, and his mouth wide open, literally filled with another
dudes, spit.
Anthony was forced to kneel there, while Donnie stood over him and
marveled over his own wonderful work. "Check it out guys, his fucking
mouth is totally full with my spit... fucking hot... huh?"
Robbie actually patted his bud on the back. "Gotta hand it to ya, dude...
that is one hot fuckin site... now what? You gonna make him swallow it a
tiny bit at a time???"
Donnie gave his bud, a sinister grin. "Not just yet... I wanna have as
much fun with this as I can... first."

We watched as Donnie dipped his fingers inside the spit filled mouth,
then turned to me and ordered me to open up and suck his fingers, as my
cousin had done moments ago. "Here you go, bitch, I know how much you
love the taste of my spit, now you can eat it by the spoonful... aaaahhhh
sorry... fingerfull... awesome, huh? Now be a good little faggot and open
up for Master Donnie"
I of course hesitated, it wasn't just the spit, cause even though I
hated it, I had been ordered to eat it often enough in this past month or
so, and was now somewhat used to it.
It was the thought of sucking on this bullies fingers, no way could I
bring myself to suck on his dirty fingers, I could only imagine where
else they were besides the crack of my butt, no way... especially covered
with his spit, ESPECIALLY after the spit had been sitting inside my
cousins mouth... ya right... nope, wasn't gonna happen.

Again, my best bud turned on me, grabbing my hair and yanking hard,
Robbie gritted his teeth. "He gave you an order, pussy boy, now fucking
open your mouth, or I personally will fucking punch you out" I had my
mouth open and sucking Donnie's wet fingers in less than a second flat.
I seriously felt nauseous, but again, it wasn't the spit, not even
Donnie's dirty fingers, it was just the thought of it.
However, I'm not saying that Donnie's spit tasted good, nor did his
fingers, both were gross, but by now I had tasted much worse things.
Both Donnie and Robbie praised me, and for some reason their praise made
me smile for the first time in two days.
Donnie made me eat his spit from his fingers several more times, before
he came up with an even more interesting way to feed me.
I stood there watching, as he dipped the head of his dick into Anthony's
mouth, then ordered me to kneel. Grinning, and holding his cock he
pointed his thick spit covered knob at my face, then dabbed it on my
forehead and both cheeks. "I Donnie `king of Jocks' anoint you my
little bitch, `Sir Cocksucker' now Sir Cocksucker you may suck my knob
clean"
I'm not sure what it was these days with Robbie, he and I had always
shared the same sense of humor, but lately I didn't agree with anything
he found amusing, so as he rolled on the floor laughing in hysterics, I
so badly wanted to haul off and kick him in the balls, it was only my
desire to live another day that stopped me from doing so.

After anointing me `Sir Cocksucker' Donnie approached my cousin again,
but this time he stuck his knob inside Anthony's mouth and kept it
there.
I saw the panic in my cousins eyes almost immediately.
Then as Donnie placed his hands behind Anthony's head, I knew it was
time for my cousins introduction to what had to be the biggest cock in
either of our two High Schools. "Time to suck cock, queer-boy, but first
let me wash your face, k?"
Donnie withdrew his spit slopped dick from Anthony's mouth and began
slapping my cousins face all over, returning to the spit reservoir after
each facial for another coating. He continued dick slapping Anthony till
my cousins face was totally covered in Donnie's spit.
The last time he dunked his cock into my cousins mouth, he surprised each
of us by not pulling back out, but thrusting deep into his new bitches
mouth till his cock reached the throat opening.
My cousin who by now had been deep throated by Robbie many times over,
and was obviously able to take at least some of Donnie's thick monster
into his throat, began gagging and choking on just the thought of the
bullies huge power drill.

I expected Donnie to pull out and punish Anthony, but he gave his new
bitch another chance.
Pulling back till only the head remained inside my cousins mouth, Robbie
and I watched as Donnie's powerful hips drove his master blaster full
force once again, and once again his cock was denied entrance into my
cousins throat.
Anthony on the other hand was a total wreck, his face bright, bright red,
his eyes wide and tearful, gagging and choking, and what little bit of
Donnie's spit remained in his mouth was now oozing out between the lips.
At first I figured the problem was Robbie just wasn't letting Donnie
inside his throat, period. But taking a closer look, I found the problem.
Donnie's cock must be thicker than Robbie's even though at first I
didn't think it was, I mean I believed that both dudes were the same
thickness, even though Donnie was almost two inches longer. But I must
have been wrong, because Anthony was able to take the thickness of
Robbie's cock, and still have room to maybe slip a finger in there as
well, but with Donnie's cock lodged between my cousins lips, there was
absolutely no room to even slide a toothpick in.
I didn't know what to do, afraid of trying to convince Donnie, that my
cousin wasn't able to take it all, cause this would establish that not
only was Donnie's cock longer than Robbie's, but way thicker also. Poor
Robbie would have a breakdown at this news, and Donnie would probably
just say fuck it, and go back to fucking my butt, or even worse, my
mouth, and that is something I just couldn't handle at the moment. There
was no way my throat could take another merciless bashing from Donnie's
thick nine inches.

Fortunately for me, Donnie being the fucking alpha male bully that he is,
wasn't about to give in so easily. "You better enjoy these last few
minutes of your life, you fucking queer, cause I'm going down your
faggot throat one way or another... and trust me... I always get my way."
I glanced at Robbie, hoping he'd be a little concerned about my cousin,
he wasn't, that famous sadistic grin immediately appeared on his face,
while listening to his buds threat.
Suddenly, Donnie pulled completely out of Anthony's mouth, held his head
up with a fist wrapping around a lock of hair, and with his free fist, he
punched my cousin in the side of his face. "I know you can take my cock,
cause I saw the fucking video where you swallowed Robbie's cock all the
way, and even though his dick is no match against mine, I know you're
able to take more than what you're pretending" Another punch to
Anthony's face. "So would you rather have me shove my fist inside your
mouth... or my beautiful cock?" a shocked and tearful Anthony mumbled his
answer. "Your beautiful cock... s si sir"

After one more failed attempt, and now what was the fourth attempt,
several things occurred at the same time. Anthony's eyes nearly popped
out of their sockets, his face turned bright red, and his arms began
flailing.
Another thing also occurred, a wicked triumphant grin appeared on
Donnie's face, we now knew that his massive cock made it's grand entry,
and there was no stopping it now.
Within moments, Donnie the seventeen year old Alpha Male, was thrusting
in and out of his new bitches mouth with such determined fierceness, that
Anthony's eyes rolled to the back of his head, noticing this, Donnie
pulled out and allowed his bitch to regain his breathing ability before
passing out.
Anthony immediately clutched his battered throat much in the same way I
had often done.
His gagging and waterfall tears only brought an evil smile to both Donnie
and Robbie, with proud Donnie adding some verbal abuse to the situation,
while slapping the purple colored face beneath him with his teen alpha
cock. "Yeeeaaah, now we're talking, I knew you were holding back, I knew
once I convinced you that I mean fucking business... you'd see it my
way... speaking of business, let's get back to it, cocksucker"
Donnie entered his thick knob back into my cousins mouth and gave his
hips one powerful thrust, drilling into Anthony's mouth and throat till
my cousins chin and nose were buried deep in thick cock hair.

My cousin once again lost his ability to breath, and once again began
wailing on Donnie's hard thighs.
But Donnie's only reaction to the wailing on his legs was a nasty wide
grin while staring deep into Anthony's eyes.
I knew deep inside from past experiences with both Robbie and Donnie,
that my cousins life was not at risk here, but of course Anthony didn't
know that, so he'd fight even harder to push the well developed bully
off him, increasing the massive feeling of power already consuming
Donnie's mind, and for Robbie and Donnie that's what this was all
about, the rush, and awesome high they received from their power and
total control over another dude.

Donnie held my cousins head in place with his tight grip, his cock buried
completely in his bitches throat, with Anthony's only means of air
coming from the thick dark sweaty pubes of his newest teen master.
When Donnie felt that my cousin was close to passing out, he withdrew
once again, allowing Anthony to catch his breath. Donnie then let out an
evil giggle. "Not yet queerboy, you don't get to pass out till you eat
my load. Those are Master Donnie's rules, and by the way... this is your
last break dude... it's feeding time."
Anthony used the minute or so break he had been given, to try and plead
with Donnie. "Dude, I'll blow you if you want, but you're too fucking
rough, can't you please go easier with me the first couple of times...
I'm tellin ya, my throat hurts like hell, just go easy on me, dude...
please"
I watched as both Donnie and Robbie exchanged eye contact then broke into
laughter at the same time. Robbie laughing so hard he had trouble getting
the words out. "Seriously, dude... it's... a throat problem... or...
something... that runs... in the... family"
Donnie, still laughing, looked down into my cousins pitiful eyes.
"Sure... I'll go easy on ya... real easy. Now breaks over... bitch!"

Robbie and I both watched as Donnie pistol whipped my cousins face with
his hard nine inch seventeen year old dick, over and over again, while
laughing his ass off, as his pre-cum splattered into Anthony's eyes.
Less than a moment later, Donnie was giving my cousins mouth and throat a
work over unlike anything I have yet experienced.
The young tough Alpha Male was long dicking Anthony's mouth and throat
with such rapid speed, and brute force, that I seriously expected my
cousin to black out.
To say that the scene was anything but wicked hot would be an
understatement.
Robbie and I both watched as Donnie gritted his teeth and hissed loudly
with each and every brutal thrust.
It was as if he so wanted to cause some major hurt to Anthony, while
showing off to Robbie and myself his awesome muscles, as well as his
ability to dominate, at the same time.
The movement of his tight bubble butt muscles alone was driving me over
the edge. Watching them tighten up, showing off their beautiful dimples,
with each brutal thrust from the hips, then seeing the muscles ease with
each withdrawal, over and over and over again, was just too fucking hot,
period.
To top off the wicked hot scene happening before us, was the words
flowing from my bud Robbie. "Ya, dude... fuck that throat... ya, fuck it
hard... harder, man... fuck it harder... ride that cocksuckers face hard,
dude"

Donnie, just turned to Robbie, and giving him an evil grin along with a
smirk, continued hissing from his clenched teeth with each hard painful
thrust.
His beautiful muscle tone and tight olive skin was glistening with sweat,
making him appear all the more devilishly sexy.
With one last brutal thrust, Donnie at first held my cousins face tightly
buried in the wet pubes for a moment or so before pulling nearly out, he
then proceeded with shot slow thrusts into my cousins mouth, shooting a
large gob of silky thick cream with each gentle thrust.
I can only assume that my cousin must have gotten more than several good
size mouthfuls, before Anthony was completely finished with his
incredible nut.
I'm sure that my cousin had to have been reliving the night that Robbie
fucked his face over and over again all night long, because Donnie
didn't need much of a break before shoving his master cock back into a
mighty sore throat, and Robbie and I got to watch the show all over
again, and over again, and again.

It was well past midnight on a school night, before Robbie got his shot
at his totally wasted rival.
What I mean by totally wasted is that Robbie had to pull Anthony up from
a fetal position on the mats, and literally hold my cousins limp body up
with a full nelson hold, with the side of Anthony's face flush against
the basement wall.
Robbie asked his High School rival if he was ready for phase two. "You
look like you've been run over by an eighteen wheeler, dude. Hope
you're up for losing your cherry now. I'd let this go till tomorrow,
but to be honest... I'm way too horned up after watching you deep throat
my bud all those times. That was one awesome performance you gave us,
man! Now let's see if you can hold up a little longer, I need to fuck
your awesome ass at least twice before we crash tonight, but I'm hoping
that we can squeeze in three fucks before we call it a night. What do you
say? You think you can take a wicked hard fucking from your FORMER rival
a few times before you pass out?"

Anthony, was nothing more than a rag doll at this point, the fight if
there was any to begin with, was now long gone thanks to tough boy
Donnie.
The only response Robbie received from his question, was four simple
words. "Please sir, not now"
Robbie laughed right into my cousins ear as he held his conquered rival
pined to the wall.
Adding a tiny bit more humiliation to an already humiliated High School
jock. "If not now, bitch, when? When I have you pinned to the mat during
our first wrestling meet? In front of the viewers? In front of all your
buds and team mates... huh? Is that when you want to lose your cherry to
me... huh??? Or would you rather give it up to me now, in front of your
cousin?"
Anthony began sobbing all over again. But in between the sobs, he gave
his young master his reply. "If you must humiliate me any more than you
have already, then do it now and get it over with."
Again Robbie responded with laughter, and again doing so right into my
cousins ear. "Ooooohhh trust me, I had no intentions of waiting that
long, although the idea of fucking you in front of so many, does have an
appealing affect on my cock right now. The thing is though, if you insist
on me fucking your tight little bubble butt now as opposed to doing so in
front of everyone at your school... you need to beg me. So lets here
it... beg me to fuck your brains out, bitch"

It took my cousin several minutes, before the words came tumbling from
his worn out pussy mouth. "Please sir, please fuck my brains out... sir?"
More laughter from Robbie, while Donnie only smirked.
It seemed that the battle between the two, as to who was more dominating
was ongoing. But by my score, Donnie was still in the lead.
Robbie then yelled over to me. "Hey faggot, get over here... I want you
to do the honors."
I had no idea what Robbie had in store for me now, but under the
circumstances... I decided not to keep him waiting.
What he wanted was for me to fetch the lube, and then lube not only his
thick cock, but my cousins butt as well.
A task that by now, I was only too happy to perform.

With my buds dick and Anthony's awesome bubble but more than adequately
greased, I asked Robbie if maybe Anthony needed to be gagged in order to
keep the painful yelps from being heard.
"Nah... the rents are out celebrating tonight, they won't be home for
another couple of hours, the worse will be over by then, besides, I wanna
hear my little bitch scream... it will fucking turn me on even more,
hearing the pain my cock is causing him" Robbie humped my cousins ass,
grinding into it over and over again for several minutes, before the head
of his dick worked it's way inside Anthony's virgin hole.
As my cousin let out a wicked loud cry, Followed by begging my bud to
please pull out, Robbie turned his head to Donnie, and smiled.
Robbie, with only his thick head inserted into my cousins butt hole,
whispered into Anthony's ear, loud enough for each of us to hear.
"That's just my knob in ya so far, you know... the awesome cock head
that you've made love too so many times over the past couple of weeks?
Yep, the very same one, dude... and now it's going to charge forward...
and drill itself way deep inside you. Then it's going to fucking bash
your insides all to hell, just like it did your faggot throat, bitch! But
you know what, don't let that stop you from begging me to pull out, I
fucking love that part too"

Less than three minutes later, Robbie's muscular frame was working over
time, slamming his thick love muscle in and out of Anthony's awesome
looking butt.
The highlight of this hot scene was watching Robbie's own tight ass
muscles at work, as they were definitely the force and power behind the
wicked hard and rapid thrusts, plowing my buds beautiful cock harder into
my cousins no longer virgin, but still beautiful ass.
Robbie was taking his sweet time bringing himself to climax, prolonging
his nut for as long as he could.
I assumed he was holding back for a few different reasons,
one being that he has discovered that fucking another dude... opens up
another whole avenue of release, and since he's not the one being
fucked, then he himself won't be labeled a fag.
I mean after all, his idol Donnie fucks fags all the time, ain't no one
calling him a queer.
But I also think Robbie loves feeling the control and power that rushes
through his entire body, while listening to another dude cry out in pain,
begging for him to stop.
Then of course there is the humiliation that the bottom dude is being
subjected to, and no one loves humiliating another dude, more so than
Robbie and his side-kick Donnie.

Holding my cousin in the wicked tight full nelson hold while fucking him,
began taking it's toll on Anthony, as he bounced off the basement wall
with each and every hard thrust from Robbie's strong hips.
Of course it didn't help my cousins condition any with Robbie biting his
ear when not verbally humiliating him.
Even Donnie was getting pissed at Robbie for not getting his nut after
nearly thirty minutes. "Come-on man... blow your load into that new pussy
already, show him what it feels like having his new cunt filled with
another dudes sperm"

I must admit, watching my arrogant cousin being fucked senseless, by my
well muscled bud, was a huge fucking turn on.
He sure as hell should be thanking his lucky stars, that it's Robbie's
cock doing the fucking and not Donnie's thick nine inches. He seriously
has no idea just how lucky he his.
Finally Robbie was ready to stuff his seed up into my cousins awesome
looking ass. "You ready to become impregnated, you fucking pussy bitch?
Yeeeaaah here it comes, gonna flood your new cunt with my baby seed...
and this is just round one, bitch"
It was easy to tell when Robbie began filling my cousins ass with his
baby batter. First Robbie began softly moaning, then parts of Anthony's
body began twitching, it was so fucking obvious that my bud was emptying
his big balls, that both Donnie and I broke up laughing at the same time.
By the time my cousin was finished receiving his third fuck, with Robbie
laying on top of him on the mats, Anthony was a total mess, like a wet
noodle just laying beneath Robbie's awesome body, being pinned
helplessly by an un-concerning seventeen year old Jock.

The rest of that night right up till daybreak, it was endless fucking and
endless blow-jobs. The entire basement smelt of sex and only sex,
therefore it was a good thing that Robbie's rents never trespassed onto
their sons private domain.
Robbie refused to allow Anthony to shower, he wanted my cousin to go
straight to school smelling like a cum factory, Robby even made the
situation worse with him and Donnie both jerking off inside Anthony's
boxer briefs.
I caught my cousin alone for a brief moment, and attempted to offer him
some advice. "Listen dude, once inside school... just go straight to the
bathroom and take em off, them dump em in the trash, these two assholes
will never know" Anthony looked at me like I had three heads. "Dude???
How fucking stupid do you think I am??? Of course that's what I'm gonna
do... geeeze... I think they really did fuck your brains out. Another
thing... don't ever let me catch you along... cause I will fuck you up
so bad... soooo fucking bad"
Anthony then spat twice in my face before Donnie and Robbie entered the
room.

I was allowed to go home directly after school, but Robbie made it clear
that I was to report to his house right after dinner.
I felt as though a huge weight had been lifted off my shoulder. My three
nights of training had been dismissed with time served. My bud believed I
had been properly trained in less time than he had expected.
I wanted to hug him, that's how grateful I was that I needn't spend
another full night with Donnie.
This didn't mean I had a complete night off, Robbie still needed to be
serviced, which is why I was told to report to him directly after dinner.
He had already informed Donnie the night before that there would be no
need for him to show up at Robbie's house the next day.



That night at seven sharp, I was making my way down the steps to
Robbie's private domain.
He was busy on his Bow-Flex, and I took my place at his feet, licking the
soles of his socks that he had worn all day.
The doorbell rang, his rents had already left, they had tickets to the
theater.
Since Robbie was in his usual attire of skimpy briefs, I offered to go up
and answer the door, but he insisted, he'd do it, so I followed.
I think Robbie was even more surprised than I, when he opened the door
and Donnie barged in, heading straight for the basement door, nearly
knocking Robbie over as he brushed roughly past him, saying nothing.
Robbie first looked at me then at Donnie's back as he headed down the
stairs.
Throwing his arms in the air, Donnie yelled to him. "What the fuck... hey
dude... I told you last night that your job was finished, the faggot here
has been trained just fine"
Donnie's angry voice fired back. "This isn't about that queer little
bitch... it's about the hand-job you owe me, now get you ass down
here... prompto"