Date: Fri, 27 Nov 2015 17:37:11 +0000 (UTC)
From: Dale Gutzman <dale10gut@yahoo.com>
Subject: Licker Part Sixteen

     Licker rang the bell of Apt. 507. The building was old and tired
looking. It smelled of a hundred years of trash being thrown down the
chute. The heating pipes rattled and whistled and hummed. Bare light bulbs
threw uncomfortable shadows on the stained walls. It was not a nice place,
but Licker had been ordered here by Mark. Caleb himself was a rather odd
sight on this chilly late fall day.  He wore high top tennis shoes with no
socks, tiny white gym shorts and a windbreaker with no shirt or undershirt
underneath. He had traveled across town dressed like this on a public bus,
getting much attention. In addition to his bare legs, Caleb's crotch drew
stares.  Mark and some buddies from the dorm had fixed a heavy cock and
ball cage on Caleb's dick. The told him it was to help him refrain from
playing with his clit like some horny pre-teen cunt.  But the cock cage
made the front of the gym shorts bulge out obscenely. Not only that, but
Mark had made sure there were dark yellow piss stains on crotch of the tiny
white gym shorts. The windbreaker was so short, it covered none of this.

      Imagine how Young Licker had felt riding across town on a bus,
dressed in this manner. He chose a seat at the very rear of the bus, but he
could still be seen. Old ladies clicked their tongues at him and moved
away. A gang of high school boys sat staring at him, whispering and
laughing. One of the cocky cute youths finally said out loud, "We know what
he wants!" With that, the teenage kid grabbed his own dick lump through his
pants and squeezed.  Caleb looked at the floor in humiliation. Now the
other boys joined in, grabbing their young fuckers through their pants and
squeezing and rubbing and leaning across the aisle toward Licker and
taunting, "IS THIS WHAT YOU WANT, FAGGOT. YOU WANT SOME NICE THICK TEENAGE
DICK? ARE YOU HUNGRY FAGGOT? WANT TO SLURP SOME SPERM?" Poor Caleb tried to
disappear into his seat, but on a bus, what can you do?

     The rowdy boys became braver. One really cute boy in a letter jacket
got out of his seat and stood with his back to the rest of the bus riders.
At the urging of his buddies, he slowly unzipped his jeans, winking at
Caleb and licking his full young lips. The other boys just about died of
laughter. The bus driver yelled for them to "pipe down back there."

The cute boy in the letter jacked stuck a finger into the opened jeans and
rubbed it back and forth.  Caleb tried to look away, but the kid was right
in front of him. Then the boy fished around inside of his jeans and pulled
out a semi-hard, thick as a flashlight, pink dick! He let the teenage
fuckmeat dangle there outside of his pants. The motion of the bus made the
fat cock bounce and sway.

      "Is this what you want, Faggot?  It is, isn't it.  Look at it, all
fat and juicy!  My girlfriend sucked it at lunch at school today. You'd
like to suck it, wouldn't you?" The kid was really cute, with a goofy grin
and a really cocky attitude. His buddies tried to maintain some decorum in
their unbridled glee. More than one of the teenage gang threw a boner
watching the fun.

The cute boy with his dick out moved his hips from side to side, so the
jock cock, thickening even more and growing longer now, kind of danced from
side to side.

   Caleb turned to look out of the window at the passing streets, as the
bus moved into more and more of an unkempt urban environment.

        "I am talking to you, Faggot. You get on a public bus dressed like
that, you must be a fucking cock-hungry faggot. Look at my dick!" Caleb
swallowed and kept his face turned away."I will give you five seconds to
look at my dick, or I swear to God, my buddies and me are gonna strip you
bare assed naked right here on the bus and leave you that way!"

     Caleb began to tremble. But at the same time, a familiar feeling
coursed through his body. Lately, whenever Mark or any of the other guys on
campus had taunted or abused him, he had felt himself becoming slightly
aroused, turned on for some reason. Caleb hated this feeling. He chided
himself for it. What was happening to him? Fear and even pain seemed
somehow linked to sexual excitement. Was it because of all the abuse he had
suffered in the last few weeks? Or was it something deeper, something
already inside of him. Was it that something that drew abuse in the first
place? Was that weakness what Mark and the other had seen in him?

     He slowly turned his head to look at the teenage dick. These boys were
a few years younger than Caleb, but they seemed so much more in
control...so manly, whereas Caleb seemed still a frightened little boy. The
dick was fat, no doubting it. It had a large cut head with a wide pisshole.
It pulsed and thickened in front of Caleb.

    "It's beautiful, isn't it?  I have my girlfriend tell me every fucking
day how beautiful it is. Tell me it's beautiful." The other jocks had
occupied the rear seats near Caleb. Now they leaned in to hear the college
boy's response.

    "It's...beautiful..." Caleb muttered his mouth so dry that the words
hardly came out.

    "Say, Master Sean, you have a very beautiful cock!"  The kid stood
there with his hands on his hips, his fat fucker swaying with the
bus. Suddenly the vehicle pulled to a stop, almost toppling the jock in the
process.  Sean swung his lean, strong teenage body around and slid into the
seat right next to Caleb. Caleb jumped like a frightened deer. An old man
got on the bus and sat right near the front door. The bus pulled out again.

     "Touch it. Touch my fuckmeat and say, 'Master Sean you have a very
beautiful cock!'"

     Caleb's entire body began to tremble. This made the gang of boys laugh
even harder, some of them spastically imitating his fear.  Caleb cleared
his throat. "I, eh...I have to get out at the next stop."

     The high school boy shook his cute head and flashed a big grin. "No
you don't Faggot. You get off when we say you get off!  Speaking of getting
off...weren't you about to tell me something? Or do we have to take your
cute little faggot gym shorts off of you, piss stains and all?"

     "Master Sean, you have a very beautiful dick!"  Caleb muttered.

     "That was not very convincing. You can do better than that. And make
sure all my buddies hear you."  A drop of moisture appeared at the wide
pisshole of the high school boy's cock.

    "MASTER SEAN, YOU HAVE A VERY BEAUTIFUL COCK!"  Caleb spit out the
words, perhaps a bit too loudly. A young, muscular factory worker seated
eight rows ahead turned his head for a minute.

      "Do you want to smell it? I bet you do. I bet you want to smell it. I
didn't shower after practice today. My dick smells nice and ripe. I bet you
are just dying to smell it." A wild tremor went through poor Caleb's body,
and three of the watching teenagers imitated him again. The others cackled
with laughter.

       "Ask me politely if you may please smell my sweaty dick!"

     "Please...PLEASE...leave me alone."  Caleb blurted out, his eyes going
from one teenager to the next.

     "Do you want us to take away your little white panties?  Then what
would you do? How would you get home with your faggot dick and balls on
display? You'd better wise up, cocksucker and do as we say!"

      Caleb caved.  "Please Master Sean, may I smell your sweaty dick."
     Sean grinned. He had perfect teeth. "That's more like it. See, things
are fine if you just do as you are told. And as a reward, I am going to not
only let you smell my sweaty dick, but I am going to let you smell my
sweaty balls as well!"  The teenage raised his ass a bit and slid his jeans
down to release a fat, full teenage ball sack. They did indeed smell
rank. Several of the other boys playfully held their noses.

    "Fuck, Sean, why didn't you shower after practice today? You small
rank. Like an over-heated horse."

    "I told you, Asswipe, I did not shower today because I am going over to
Mindy's and I like to have her lick my sweaty dick and balls clean. But
this here Faggot is even more fun! Go ahead, Faggot, put your face down
there and smell my stinking dick and balls. The cute kid raised one hand
and put it on the back of Caleb's neck. He slowly, but firmly, drew
Licker's head down into his lap. The bus stopped again, and everyone
froze. One of the boys moved over so he would cover Sean and Caleb from
anyone's view.

    "Go ahead Baby...get a good whiff. Smell that fuckmeat. Inhale that
nice strong Male aroma! "  Caleb's head was filled with the smell of ripe
penis and testicles. The smell made him dizzy. Then, Sean pushed the older
boy's head away. "Did you guys see that?  I think the faggot threw a
boner. The front of his cute little piss stained shorts just pushed out. I
think he got a fucking faggot hard on from smelling my dick!"

    "No way, Man!" a round faced, thick set Irish boy said. "Even faggots
are not that sick. They don't walk around with hardons from just smelling
dick."

    Another boy piped in. "Sure they do, Dweeb! Remember that skinny
freshman kid who used to throw a boner when he handed us towels in the
locker room? He was nuts for all of our dicks. Remember how we had to teach
him a lesson?"

    "Oh, yeah!  It's a shame he transferred to another school. We might
have had ourselves a great team cocksucker."

    Sean nodded and grinned. "I'll bet our faggot here was the high school
cocksucker. I'll bet he sucked the dicks of the whole football team, and of
the basketball team, and of the baseball team. is that right, Faggot? Were
you the high school cockucker?"
    Caleb's eyes were filled with tears but his God damned dick gave
another lurch in the tight little shorts and everyone saw it this time.

    "Mother-fuck! His dick is jumping around in there like a Mexican
jumping bean.  Do you have a hard dick from smelling Sean's fuckmeat?"

    "You stupid clod...faggots don't have dicks. They have clits. They make
look like dicks, but they are actually clits! Is your clit hard, Honey,
from sniffing my junk?"

    "No...no, it's not. Please leave me alone! PLEASE!"

    "Sure, we'll leave you alone, sweetheart. But we got to settle this
argument. Why not just slip off those little shorts and show us your
clit. That way, we can see if it's hard or not."

    You would think in an ordinary boy, the fear itself would make the dick
shrivel up and try to hide. But obviously, Caleb was no ordinary boy. His
dick was hard. Not only hard, but dripping pre-fuck.The poor kid was in a
state of panic.

    Sean leaned in. "Faggot you got five seconds to lose the shorts...or
else, we rip them off of you and you don't get them back!"

     Caleb whimpered and peeled the tiny stained gym shorts from his lithe
young body. Sure enough, his cock sprang up with a huge erection!

     "Holy Fuck...will you look at that! That is the most disgusting thing
I have ever seen. He got that super-sized hard clit just from smelling my
fucking dick and balls! Jesus, what would have happened if I had asked him
to lick my fuckmeat for me?"

     "Hey, Sean," a dark curly haired kid leaned in. "I wonder if her
titties are hard?"  All the boys laughed.

    "Are they, Honey? Are you cunt titties all hard from smelling good ripe
Man dick? Show us. Take off the jacket and show us!" The bus lurched and
belched and stopped. Two people got off, but four more got on.

    "Oh, God, please no. Don't do this to me. I did as you asked. I smelled
your dick. I smelled your beautiful dick, SIR. Now please, leave me
alone. Don't do this...not here!"

    "Faggot, you are not cooperating, and that is pissing me off. I kindly
asked you to take off your jacked and show us your titties. We want to
ascertain whether or not smelling my big beautiful hunk of fuckmeat and my
fully young sweaty nuts has given you hard nipples. Now, TAKE OFF THE
FUCKING JACKET!"

     Caleb peeled off the windbreaker. He was now totally naked except for
high tops. The boys quietly cheered at the sight of the naked youth. The
others on the bus thought it was some kind of High School Victory Cheer.
Just a bunch of crazy school boy jocks having fun.

    Poor Caleb wrapped his arms around himself. He felt totally
vulnerable. And yet his dick became stiffer than ever,and cock slop bubbled
out of the tip like a sputtering volcano.

    "Holy Mother-fuck, he's leaking for you Sean. Smelling your fucker has
got him drooling! I think you got a new girlfriend!"  The boys all laughed.

    "And look at the pretty faggot's nipples...hard as little pebbles!"

    "That's from the cold!" Caleb snapped back, in anger! 'I'm fucking
freezing here!"

    Sean was one of those high school jocks who doesn't take shit from
anyone. His hand lashed out and slapped Caleb hard, leaving a red palm
print on the older boy's cheek. Cale recoiled in pain and fear.

    "Show a little respect, Cunt! You be a nice polite faggot."

    "Hey, Sean," the Irish boy chimed in, his eyes strangely aglow, "I
wonder if the faggot takes it up the ass?"

    Sean who always had to show that he was the most knowledgeable of the
gang and therefore the leader nodded wisely. "Most faggots do. They get a
permanent itch deep up inside of them that can only be eased by nice hard,
long, thick dick!"

     "Christ, doesn't that hurt?" the Italian kid sputtered.

    "Of course it hurts, Dickhead...Getting a huge dick up your asshole
hurts a lot. At first. But then the faggot's asshole accommodates the
fuckmeat. It gets used to it and the faggot craves it. Then the asshole
opens up and actually changes shape and becomes a cunt. It even begins to
look like a cunt.  Remember me telling you about that lifeguard last summer
who was always begging me to let him suck me? I saw his asshole and it was
shaped just like a fucking pussy!"

     "Can the faggot show us?" asked a thinnish, quiet boy with beautiful
eyes.

     "What do you say, Faggot? Do you want to show my buddies your faggot
cunt?"

    "Please, no! Not here! The bus is full of people."  Caleb was panic
stricken. His hands trembled as did his lower lip.

    Sean was growing really impatient with the sluggishness of this faggot.
His hand lashed out again, but this time, his fingers snapped the head of
Caleb's pulsing dick. Caleb yelped so loudly that heads turned in the
buss. The driver even shouted, "Keep it down back there, you hooligans!"

     "Get on your hands and knees, Cuntface!" Sean growled, his patience
tried.  Caleb could tell the change in his attitude. He scrambled onto his
hands and knees on the seat at the very back of the bus. A few other boys
shifted position again to give them more cover.  Caleb's arms and legs
trembled so severely that he could barely keep himself upright. Now his
naked ass faced the boys. "Put your face down on the bus seat. You can
smell where somebody sat their ass...that should turn you on. Now reach
back and spread your ass cheeks for us."
        Now a horrible predicament faced Caleb. Yes it was terribly
embarrassing to have to show your asshole to a gang of teenage boys. But
even worse...young Caleb's asshole had been recently fucked so much, that
it pretty much looked like raw meat. The ass lips were swollen and turned
inside out. The hole itself was and angry, gaping, red raw wound. It would
prove to these boys what a total faggot he was. How could poor Caleb
convince anyone at all anymore that he wasn't a faggot at all?

     The boys almost became sick at the sight of the recently fucked
teenage boy ass. "Christ, that is like a whore's cunt! This faggot must
take ten or fifteen dicks every fucking day!"

     Sean leered. "You are one sick mother-fucking faggot sissy boy.  Go
ahead, stick some fingers up your cunt. Show us how you like it!"  The bus
lurched to a stop and a bunch of teenage girls got on. They stopped dead in
their tracks when they saw the gaggle of handsome high school boys at the
rear of the bus.  One of the young girls put a hand down to her crotch and
rubbed the material of her short cheerleading skirt. She could tell at once
that these boys were jocks. She also sensed that most of them had huge
dicks. Some girls can tell that kind of thing. It's like a radar. Even
Sean's attention was drawn to the flock of young cunt.  Caleb knelt there
on the bus seat, two fingers shoved up his own sore asshole.

     "Get down on the seat and stay there!" Sean harshly whispered to
Caleb. "And keep your fingers in your cunt. Work the in and out!"  Caleb
obeyed. Sean worked his hard dick and balls back into his jeans, making
sure the thick fucktube showed down one leg. And then, being the leader of
the gang of jocks. He approached the youngest and cutest of the cunts.

    Caleb lay on the back seat, totally naked, with his fingers up his sore
asshole. AND ALL OF THIS AND MORE HAPPENED BEFORE HE EVEN REACHED APARTMENT
507.

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