Date: Thu, 23 Sep 2010 16:31:34 +0100
From: John-Paul Dixon <jpdixon1@hotmail.com>
Subject: Scally Initiation,part 1.

Disclaimer.

This story contains graphic scenes involving hard-core verbal ubuse,
pissing, forced sex acts, spit and copious amounts of boy-spunk.It centres
around a 13 year old boy being 'initiated' into a scally-lad gang who are
all mid to late teens.If this sounds like something you wouldn't/shouldn't
be reading then please don't be offended if I tell you to go somewhere
else! Also, if it's not legal to read such material where you live then be
good, obey the laws of your country and seek entertainment elsewhere.

This is a work of fiction, but, boy it makes me boned-up, and I'm the
writer, lol!

Hey, wassup?! Ok, yea, well I'm Mickey, right, and I's gonna be 13 next
week, and I can't wait.Coz, see, there's this gang lives round my way, yea,
and they's well hard, proper scally-lads, innit.Everyone round here's well
scared of 'em.They's always getting into grief and stuff.Me mam says they's
like a pack of wild dogs, but she's too chicken to say it 'em, coz last
time she stood up to 'em they smashed her car windows.Now, I loves me mam,
right, but she was well stupid to try and take 'em on.Me dad pissed off
when I was like about 8 or 9, can't blame him cos me mam was always on his
case, weren't she.Always going on about him not having a job and all,
accusing him of being on the lash all the time, er, that's gettin' pissed
to all you posh'uns.She even said he spent too much time in me bedroom with
me, innit, playing on the x-box.Thing is, yea, I loved that time with me
dad, coz he was well nice to me then.Just me and him on me bed, me sat
between his long legs, right up close near his bits, heehee, while he
showed me how good he was.Er, on the x-box, dirty fuckers! Mind you, he did
let me fiddle with his willy, usually when mam was out on the scrounge, and
he'd had a few cans of lager.So.At least I knew what a big knob looked
like, and that knowledge came in useful later! See, thing is, once I'd had
some fun with me dad's big knob, well, I knew that's what I liked, a lot!

Me mates all had girlfriends, stupid wankers.And Sally Fergusson, four
doors down from me was always smiling at me.And once, she even flashed her
knickers at me and wiggled her arse in full sight of all me mates.Christ,
what a slapper, as me mam called her.Didn't do owt for me though.Didn't get
a boner, not like me mates who almost pissed 'emselves when they saw her
sllit which was well visible under her panties.But this scally gang.Oh,
christ, they was well fit.Daz, the oldest was a dream, so lush.Now, me knob
always got stiff as a board when I saw him in the street! I think he was
18, well, he weren't at school, but then none of 'em went much.He had this
smirk on his face all the time, looked as if he was always angry.He was
real tall, about 6' tall, and dead slim, but he weren't weedy.His hair was
dyed white-blonde, don't know why, but it made him look so sexy.He had a
bull-dog tattoo on his arm and 'fuck you' tattooed on his neck.Then there
the Southam twins, Dwain and Darrel.They was half-cast lads, their dad was
a Jamaican.They were 14, and horny as fuck.Light brown skin and they were
identical twins and they wore exactly the same kit so no-one could tell 'em
apart.And last, there was Ginger.Well his real name was Steven, but coz
he'd got short ginger hair, everyone just called him Ginger, innit.He was a
year above me at school and he was almost 15. By rights he should've been
two years above me, but he were a bit 'slow', like, so he'd been held
back. Mam kept telling me to stay well clear of them, but I wanted to be
part of their gang, or crew as they said.I'd sit on me bed, absently
rubbing me knob through me pants, thinking about how cool it'd be to have
people scared shitless of me like they all were round here.You's all
thinking, hang on, how can anyone be scared of kids! Well, you aint lived
on a run-down estate where 'kids' ran the place.Even though I lived in a
village, well just on the outskirts of it, and the estate weren't a huge
sprawling place like you get in London or somewhere like that it was still
Daz and his crew's stomping ground.There was three or four others who'd
hang with them, kinda like part-time.But Daz and the twins and Ginger were
the main ones.I had to find a way to get 'em to let me join their crew, but
as I was a runty little kid I hadn't the first clue how to go about it.All
I knew was I would do owt to become one of them, ANYTHING! I'd heard that
sometimes you had to do all sorts of stuff to be accepted.One of the lads
in my class at school said you had to suck the knobs of all the members,
and he wrinkled his nose when he said that, lol.But me, well, I got an
instant boner when I heard that.Ok, I'd never really sucked a knob, but if
you counted the times I'd fiddled with me dad's big hairy knob then I
reckon sucking one wouldn't be that bad.And if it got me in their crew
then, like I say, I'd do anything.I knew Daz had got his own flat, in the
new part of the estate.He lived on his own and he was always having his
mates round, playing his music well loud and there was always loads of
empty lager cans and bottles outside his flat.So, maybe I had to get
invited round his flat. Thing is, see, I knew mam would shit a brick if she
got wind of what I wanted to do, so it looked like me plan was dead fucked
before it got anywhere.But, and this made me well glad, two days before me
13th birthday, me mam went and got herself arrested, innit! Stupid cow had
been done for shop-lifting, right, and she'd got caught loadsa times
before.So this time the bloke at the court says she has to go inside till
she went to big court, for a trial! And that could take, like, a whole
month! Fuck, now I was a bit scared cos I didn't know what was gonna happen
to me! But Debbie Mulligan who was mam's best mate says I could stay with
her till mam got sorted.Now, I well liked Debbie, she was cool.She wasn't
always pissed and she only smoked spliffs so she was ok.She was a right
laugh, easy going, so I was well happy to go stay with her.And, even
better, she had a flat in the block of flats over the road from Daz! Sound,
sound!

So, that's how I came to be staying really close to where the man of my
wanking fantasies lived.God, I was well made up.And it weren't like mam had
planned anything for me birthday.Ok, yea, she'd gone shop-lifting to get me
a birthday prezzie, but that was fucked-up now she in the cells!But Debbie
promised me we'd have a special meal on the day! Now, personally, I didn't
care, I was just glad I hadn't had to be put into care!

On the morning of my 13th birthday, even though I pretended I weren't
bothered, I secretly hoped I had one prezzie at least.So when Debbie
knocked on her spare-room door, where she'd said I'd be sleeping and popped
her head round the half open door with a huge grin on her face, I kinda
guessed something was up.

"Happy Birthday, sleepy head.Congratulations, sweetheart, you're officially
a man"

What she banging on about, I thought. A man? But I was grinning like a mad
twat as I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes.Debbie then asked if i 'was
decent', huh? and then came fully into the room and perched herself on the
edge of the bed.She'd got a sizeable box in her arms, all wrapped up in
gift paper.Ok, it was Ben 10 paper, a bit childish for a 13 year old, lol,
but at least she'd remembered.

"Now, I don't know if I got you the right thing Mikey", she ALWAYS called
me Mikey, like she don't know me name's Mickey! But, hell, I didn't care, I
just wanted me prezzie.Ripping the paper off the box and throwing the lid
off me eyes nearly popped out me head.Inside where the best pair of
converse boots I'd ever seen! Oh, god, I nearly sprang a boner right in
front of her, lol.Thing is, right, they were identical to what Daz wore,
only in my size.Shoving the box to one side I threw me arms round her and
squeezed her real tight,

"Aww, THANKS Debbie, they's well mint.Just what I wanted, cheers"

Now, her huge tits were pressed up against me slim chest and I don't know
what happened but me fucking knob stood straight up in me boxers! Now, I
knew I didn't like girls, and I really fancied Daz, but shit, me boner was
pulsing away like it'd got a life of it's own! Well weird! I moved back up
the bed a bit and felt myself redden.Debbie looked a bit strange too and I
noticed that her nipples were stretching her t-shirt.

"Er, yes, right Mikey....er why don't you try the shoes on.I've just gotta
use the bathroom and then we'll have breakfast.How's that sound, eh?"

I just nodded and stared at the shoes she'd bought me, hoping she'd hurry
up and leave the room.She gave me a strange smile and then she was gone,
into the bathroom right next door to my room, and closed the door.Sitting
on the bed with my new shoes I realised my boner hadn't gone down.Putting
the shoes on the floor I wrapped my hand round my throbbing stiffy through
me boxers and almost groaned.I really wanted to have a wank, hell, I was a
kid, aint that what we's always doing, lol.Apicture of Daz came in me head
and that made me little 4 and a half incher twitch even more.Now I'd got
shoes just like him, maybe he'd think I was a cool kid! Minutes later I
heard the toilet flush, and then the bathroom door open and Debbie calling
out, in a panting kinda way,

"Don't be long in there, young fella, I know what you lads get up to in yer
rooms.Breakfast in ten, ok?"

before I had chance to reply I heard her decend the stairs, and then the
sound of some music as Debbie clattered around the kitchen. Daz was still
clear in me mind and me boner wouldn't go down!

But for once I actually stopped wanking and got off the bed and got into me
clothes from the day before.I made my way downstairs and Debbie smiled at
me, again in a weird way.

"Hey Tiger, now listen, I know it's yer birthday, an' all, but I gotta nip
into town, sort some treats out fer yer birthday meal, ok?"

Sitting at her table I just nodded and shrugged an 'ok'.I was kinda used to
being left to me own thing so it wasn't owt unusual to me.Debbie came over
from the oven and put a plate of bacon and eggs in front of me.Wow, this
was great.I mean, normally I was lucky if me mam was up before lunch-time,
so this was well lush.Smiling again Debbie said,

"Right, tuck in, you's a growing lad I can tell, so yer need yer meat an'
stuff, right?"

Nodding and drooling over the breakfast in front of me I grabbed me knife
and fork and, well, tucked in, lol! Debbie chuckled and said something
about me definitely being a growing lad and then something else about going
to get ready for town.I was barely listening coz the food was ace.

After about half an hour, christ, she were quick, Debbie came back
downstairs and presented herself, doing a little twirl in front of me,

"Well, Mikey.....shit there she goes again with the Mikey, .........."how
do I look, eh?"

I could only gulp and mutter something about her looking ok.She actually
looked well lush, for a woman.She was wearing skin-tight jeans, hipsters,
with a really tight pale blue t-shirt which didn't come all the way down to
her jeans.Crop-top, I think it's called.And I might only be a kid, but I
knew she weren't wearing owt underneath that t-shirt, no bra or owt.Hell,
her nipples were huge and really sticking out! Oh, oh, boner alert,
lol. Shit, now she was leaning over me and she smelt really sweet.Fuck me,
she kissed the top of my head and said,

"Now, listen, I know yer only just 13 an' all, but I've asked Daz across
the road to kinda keep an eye out, ok?"

Oh, my fuckin' good god.DAZ! I felt me mouth go all dry and my soddin' knob
was twitching like crazy.Don't know if she spotted this, but what she said
next was really weird.

"Daz is a good lad really.Don't listen to what the moaners round here
say.He's brilliant with the young boys, they all think he's great, er, well
mint, isn't that what you kids say these days?"

Oh, shit, I was just nodding like a retard.Daz was brilliant with boys! All
sorts was going through me head.Snapping me out of my dream Debbie said,

"Ok, well, you behave yerself while I'm in town, ok?Daz will pop his head
in at some point, right, and you do what he tells you, yea?"

Oh too fuckin' right I would, lol.Whatever he tells me, I'll do it, no
problems! And then snatching her handbag off the counter and checking she
had her car keys, and with a wave and a 'byeeee' she was gone! I heard the
car start up and from the window I saw her drive off, with a toot-toot on
her horn.I sat at the table, knob throbbing and wondered if I'd have time
for a wank.I reached inside my flies and tugged my stiif knob out through
the gap.As I hadn't had time to wash meslef since coming to Debbie's flat
there was a nice ripe boy-pissy smell, and that hot smell of bleach.I knew
there was stains in me undies, coz I leak a lot when I's hard, which is
nearly all the time, and when me boxers get sticky, well, it makes the
smell stronger.I'd been sat at the table for a while, just kinda rubbing
round me slimey knob-head.I loved doing that, coz when I used to play with
me dad's big knob his would get all slimey as well.I knew it was called
pre-cum.or cock-snot as me dad used to call it.Yea, cock-snot.I liked that
better than pre-cum, it was kinda nastier and dirtier, lol.Just as that
special tingling started building up in me balls I heard a key in the front
door!Shit, was Debbie back already?Oh fuck, I struggled to get me knob back
in me pants and hadj just about managed it, but not getting the zip all the
way closed when I heard,

"Oi, alright fuck-wad, where are ya, eh?"

Shit, now unless Debbie had turned into a man all of a sudden, lol, then
that had to be Daz.Oh, shit, my fucking knob instantly swelled up again and
the pressure forced me zip to slip open all the way.

Almost squeaking like a girl I called out,

"Er, in 'ere Daz, in the kitchen"

And seconds later there he was, the man of my dirty dreams, DAZ! Christ, he
was so sexy, and well fit to my 13 year old eyes.He was wearing a sloppy
white t-shirt a bit short in the body so I could see the bottom of his
belly.I nearly spunked right there.I could see he'd got a trail of brown
hairs from his belly-button, an outie, which led into the waist-band of his
grey tracky bottoms. He obviously hadn't had shave, and judging by the
smell as he came over to me, he'd not had a shower either.He grinned at me
and knuckle-rubbed the top of me head,

'Ow do, lad.So I hear it's yer birthday, innit? What you now then, 10, 11,
what?" Laughing at he shocked look on me face he pulled a chair closer to
the table and sat down in front of me.

"Er, I's 13 as it happens, yea.Debbie says I's official a man now"

Daz threw his head back and roared at this,

"Fuck off, a man, yea right, course you is, mate.Bet you aint even spunking
yet.Ha, fuck that, bet yer fuckin' bollox aint even dropped"

Now, that got me a bit mad so without even thinking who was taking the piss
outa me, I angrilly said,

"Yea, I is mate.Nearly had a wank this mornin', innit, but fuckin' Debbie
was still 'ere"

Quick as a flash, Daz grabbed me hand and shoved it under his nose!Inhaling
and closing his eyes, he graoned and muttered,

"Hmm, boy-cock, yup, know that fuckin' smell anywhere"

Shit.What was he on about? Pulling me hand away I almost cried like a girl,

"Leave it out Daz.Honest, I was well into me knob, straight up"

Daz opened his eyes and sneered at me.

"You call that little fuckin' noodle a cock, eh?"

He was pointing at me crotch and smirking at me.Looking down, oh shit, me
knob had slipped outa me fly! I quickly tried to slip it back in but Daz
slapped me hand and gruffly said,

"Oi, oi, leave the little fucker where it is, right.'Ere, kid, I'll show
yer what a proper cock looks like, yea?"

Hell, was this it?What I'd been wanking over for ages? Oh, christ almighty,
it was!Daz reached into his trackies and heaved out his knob!!! He smirked
at me as he flopped it all the way out and tucked his waist-band under his
big heavy balls! His knob was HUGE, I swear, straight up.It had to be a
good 8 inches, and it were only semi-hard! It kinda bobbed against the side
of his thigh and as it twitched the thick skin rolled over his big dark red
bell-end.Dad had aslo told me that was the dirty word for cock-head!
Licking his lips, Daz grinned at me and looked down at his big cock,
jiggling his eyebrows up and down,

"Well, kid, waddya reckon eh?Fuckin' big fat scally-cock, innit, eh?"

Oh, my mouth flooded with spit as I stared at Daz's amazing knob!And even
better, it smelled just like mine did when I hadn't washed it in a day or
two! Only it was much stronger.And, I'd noticed, as his bell-end came into
sight, that there was all these white bits all round the foreskin.I
absently licked my little lips, which made Daz chuckle,

"OH right, I get's ya, you's a smeg lover aint ya, eh?Dirty lil'
fucker.Yea, Debs were right.She can spot a young cock-sucker at a mile off"

WTF? He on about?

 "Din't ya know, kid? Deb's is me talent scout, in't she, like.Yea, she
spots the cock-suckers a mile off, never wrong on that score is our Debs."

Now, all I heard were the word 'cock-sucker' and I could feel me 'noodle',
as Daz called it swelling up again.Daz smirked and scooted his chair over a
bit closer so his long sturdy legs were either side of mine.I was right
between his thighs now, and oh that smell of his sweat and knob was making
me lick me lil' lips.

"Tell ya what, kid, we was gonna ask yer to be in our crew, iinnit, but I
says to the other boys I din't think ya'd be up fer it, what wiv you bein'
all shy an' all"

I almost jumped off me chair when he says this.I gave him me best pleading,
little boy lost look and says,

"Oh, m8, I wanna be in yer crew, 'onest I do, str8 up"

Daz snorted at me and frowning he shakes his head side to side and rubs his
stubbly chin, like he's giving it some serious thoought,

"Ah, I dunno, kid.See, fing is, like, when a newbie want's to join us,
well, we have a few rules, innit.Now, they's not to everyone's taste,
see.But, newbies have to be ready to do anything if they wanna join us,
right?"

I was bumping up and down in my seat, which if I'd thought about it, caused
my knoblet to flop about dangling out me zip like it was!

"Oh, m8, serious, I'll do owt ya want, ANYTHING, innit.You's the boss, and
I wanna be just like you, yea"

Daz laughed like a maniac at this and he reached across and knuckle-rubbed
the top of me head.Christ, me dad used to do that, an' all, and it fuckin'
hurt.But I wanted to be in Daz's crew so bad, I knew whatever he said, I'd
do it.

"Well, alright, kid, but you said it.You'll do owt I tell ya, right?.Ok,
well what you's gotta do, yea, is get ya lil' tongue in me knob-skin and
get it clean"

He shoved his hips forward and ran his tongue over his thick lips, winking
at me.

"Go on then, kid.You 'eard me, get ya tongue in there, and lick the week
old smeg offa me bell, yea"

Christ, me lil' heart was thudding in mi chest and if I's honest, I was
brickin' it a bit by now.But if I were gonna be in Daz's crew, well, I did
say I'd do owt.So, leaning forward and lowering me head I stuck me tongue
out and placed the tip against his big purple swollen slimey bell-end! Now
the powerful stench kinda made me eyes water a bit at first but Daz weren't
interested he just tsked and said,

"Fuck's sake, kid, don't just kiss the fucker, get ya nasty lil' tongue
well in there."

Glancing up I saw Daz didn't look impressed.So I did what I thought was
best.I wrapped my small hand round his shaft, just to keep it steady, like,
and slid me tongue under his bell and swiped it all the way round that big
hot knob-head.

"Aah, that's it, fuckin' lil' knob-slut.Yea, just knew ya'd like it, din't
I, eh?Yess, you fuckin' takin' to it like a regular lil' cock-lover"

Judging by that response, Daz was liking what me little tongue were
doing.And as I got used to the pungent, pissy salty tang on me tongue I
worked it up a notch, and began almost munching away at his pulsing,
swollen bell.Bits of the white cheesy stuff were peeling away from that
spongy head and I smacked me lips together, like I was tasting the best
burger in the world.

"Ooh, fuck, yea, lil' smeg-lover, aint ya?Yea, that's the biz that is.Gonna
make ya a total freak, you fuckin' wait and see, kid."

And then, without any warning, he shoved forward a inch or two and his big
knob-head slipped into my mouth and, whoa, a hot stream of piss flooded my
mouth! My eyes filled wih tears and I spluttered and choked.

"Don't ya fuckin' dare spit it out, ya lil' slut.You fuckin' swallow the
lot, yea, or deal over"

Oh, hell, this was filthy.Here I was, a newly 13 year kid, gulping like I'd
never drank anything in ages and Daz's hot salty piss was flooding me
guts.He was hising and huffing and his thick spongy knob-head was twitching
against the roof of my mouth as he drained what seemed to be about 2 pints
of his stale piss into me.

"Aaaagh, yessssss, fuckin' mint.Got me another lpiss-pig"

Then Daz surprised me when he slipped his knob outa me mouth and let a
spray of piss hit me in the face and it flowed down and over me t-shirt.Oh,
hell, now I'd have to get a clean t-shirt, and I hadn't got any cleaner
clothes at Debbie's.But Daz didn't seem to care.He just sniggered and said,

"Oops, sorry, kid" . . . . .but I don't think he was sorry, . . . . "but,
if ya still wanna be in me crew, yea, well, you's gonna hafta stay in that
t-shirt fer the rest of the day, innit?"

Seeing the look on me face he just chuckled and told me it'd soon dry, and
then it'd smell all nasty, like I'd pissed meself. And then standing up and
shoving the chair away, he stuffed his big semi-swollen knob back in his
trackies, and a wet spot quickly stained the crotch.Grinning at me he
smirked and told me,

"Now, kid, that's part one of the test outa the way.You's done ok, kid
yea.Debs'll be back soon, innit.She'll tell ya all about tonight, at mine."

I hadn't got a clue what he was on about, but he was making his way to the
front door.Reaching it he turned round, grinned at me and said,

"See ya tonight, then, kid yea?N don't forget, right, you keep that t-shirt
on.Oh, and leave that fuckin' knob of yours alone, right?No tossin' one
off, ya 'ear me?Want ya all desperate for later"

And, he was out the door and gone, sniggering away to himself! I just sat
in the chair in Deb's kitchen running through in me mind about what he
meant about later! And it seemed like Debbie was in on whatever 'it' was.So
I'd just have to wait till she got back from town to find out! Lucky for
me, she wasn't gone too long, and when she explained just what I'd have to
do to be part of Daz's crew, well, I wondered what I'd let meself in for!



And that's that part out of the way.'Later' is on it's way soon.

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