Date: Thu, 29 Nov 2012 09:54:15 -0800 (PST)
From: Billy Berglund <billykoolia@yahoo.com>
Subject: Candy for the Kids Pt. 2

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			    Candy for the Kids

				 Part Two


  When we returned to school on Monday I sat in class bored all day as
usual.  Fucking school, I hated it.  Over the lunch period I snuck out back
behind the gym with some friends and smoked some weed.  We laughed and
joked and temporarily forget about how much life sucked.  Caryn, this bitch
with big tits was with us.  She was kewl with the smoking but was known to
be cold as ice when it came to putting out.  This didn't stop me from
talking to her and trying to get her to go out with me.  Just standing next
to her and smelling her perfume and having occasional body contact made me
stiff.  She was in a lot of my jack off fantasies.  I reached down
subconciously and adjusted my crotch, lingering over my dick a little too
long.

  "Jesus Chase, quit playing with yourself", she pushed me away.  Everybody
laughed at this.

  "Come on Caryn, you know you'd like to swing on it.  All you girls are
the same, publicly you say no but secretly you want it bad", I said.  The
guys chuckled and nodded their heads.

  "You're a freak and an asshole.  Life doesn't revolve around dicks", she
replied.

  "It does around mine", I joked back.  The bell rang signalling the end of
lunch and we all started shuffling back in to school.  Brad, a friend of
mine pulled me aside and said, "You're so right dude.  Girls are all like
that.  Ya know I heard Brittany puts out."

  "Yeah but that doesn't help me right now unless she wants to skip next
period."

We laughed and went off to class.  In between the next class I had to sneak
off to to the restroom to jerk off and get some relief for my dick.  The
rest of the day drug on and I napped and zoned out during most of it.  When
the day was over and everybody was leaving I stared at all the girls asses
as they shook them as they walked.  I had a full on boner by the time I
made it to my car.  "Fuck, little buddy I'll take care of ya as soon as I
get home", I reached down and rubbed my dick through my jeans.  As I pulled
out of the parking lot a thought popped into my head, "Ya know I bet that
Justin would take care of ya.  Would ya like that?", my dick throbbed
against my hand and I recalled Halloween night and forcing the faggot to
suck my cock and then raping his virgin ass.  I knew what I had to do and
swung by the Junior High hoping to find him.  I was just about to give up
and thinking what the hell am I doing wasting my time on a fucking homo
anyway when I spotted him walking all by himself.  I pulled over to the
curb just ahead of him and stopped.  I watched in the side mirror as he got
closer.  Fuck he was walking right by not even looking in my direction!  I
laid on the horn.  He jumped and I laughed but at least he stopped and
turned back to face me.  I hit the horn again and rolled the passenger
window down.

  "Hey Justin!  How's it going?  Want a ride?"

  "Fuck you!  Go away."

  "Awww that hurts.  I thought we were friends.  I've been thinking about
you all day.  All weekend in fact."  He walked up to the window and leaned
in.

  "I thought about you too.  I can't get it out of my head.  You raped me.
It hurts and my head is all messed up and I got noone to talk to.  I don't
want to ever see you again.  Fuckin' loser!"  He started to tear up and I
didn't know what to say but I knew I had to say something.  Shit this
wasn't what I expected.  Why did the sissy have to cry.  All I wanted was a
freaking blowjob.

  "Look Justin, I'm sorry.  I lost control.  Get in.  Let's talk."  He
didn't say any thing, just stared at me.  Shit, he was going to walk.
Think Chance.  Think quick!  Please", I smiled and reached over and opened
the door.  He got in and sat silently staring out the window.  I drove to a
nearby park and and found a secluded place to park.  I looked over at him.
He wasn't a bad looking kid.  Why coudn't he be a girl?  I had to play my
cards perfectly if I wanted him to ever do anything for me again.  Right
now I had a hard on and I'd say whatever it took to get his lips back down
on it.  "Justin... I don't know what to say.  I don't know where to
... start."

  "I do!  You lied to me and thought since I was gay I would want to have
sex with you.  Right Mr. BMOC?  I didn't but you didn't stop.  It was awful
for me and now I don't even know if I want to be gay anymore."

  "Whoah.  I didn't lie to you.  I do like you.  I ... I..."

  "Shut up!  This ain't gonna work.  I was stupid to get in the car with
you."  He opened the door and got out and started walking away.  Shit this
wasn't going well at all.  So much for a blowjob .. and maybe a piece of
ass.  No!  I had to do some thing.  I got out of the car and caught up with
him.

  "Get the fuck away from me!  We're done."  I grabbed him and spun him
around and held him.  He was crying and I just let him cry for a few
minutes.

  "Shhhh, don't cry Justin.  It will be alright."

  "No it won't.  You ruined everything for me!  I thought maybe you were a
nice guy.  An older, good looking boy who could give me what I wanted.  I
was wrong and now I don't even know what I want anymore but it's not you!"

  "Shut the fuck up Justin and quit your blubbering.  I was thinking about
you all day and I made the effort to find you so we could spend some time
together."  He wiped away his tears and sniffles.

  "Really?  I'd like to believe that.  I really would."

  "Believe it!  Now kiss me you silly boy."  His arms went around me and we
locked lips.  He kissed me passionately.  This is what he needs I thought.
I let my hands drop to his tight jeans and caressed his butt.  He slapped
my hands away.

  "I'm not that easy.  This ain't gonna be no kiss and make-up session and
boom...  bang you get what you want."  I took his hand and led him around
to the front of the car leaning back against the bumper and pulling him
with me.  I kissed him exploring his tongue and mouth with my tongue.  I
placed my hands back on his butt and pushed my crotch into him.

  "Justin you gotta help me out.  I've got needs and you've got me all
excited."

"Yeah I can feel it.  I saw it when I first came to the window.  But I'm
not doing anything with you today.  I'm not in the mood for it."

  I pushed him back and pushed down on his head.  "Don't make me force you
Justin.  Be a good gay boy and get down there and take care of it!"  I
pushed harder on his head while opening my jeans and freeing my stiff dick
for him.  "Do it!  Suck it my gay boy.  You know you have to!"  He was
resisting and making no move to comply.  Ubgrateful bitch!  I slapped his
face and grabbed his hair pulling his face into my dick.  I kept shoving
his face into it.  Pressing my dick hard against his lips until he finally
opened up and took it in.  Ahhh sweet relief.  Just what I needed.  I
pushed my dick in as far as I could get it and started fucking his face
with it.

  "Oh god yeah, suck it you gay bitch!  Damn that feels good."  I made him
choke on it as I plunged it in and out of his warm mouth.  He really could
suck good even if he didn't want to.  He was a natural.  I could get used
to having him regularly taking care of my dick for me.  All he had to do
was accept that he was a faggot and this is what fags do.  Now that he was
resigned to sucking it I moved my hands back down to butt and squeezed it
and felt it up through his jeans.  Yeah, that's what I really wanted.  I
needed that tight ass of his to get me off.

  "Mmm you're a good little cock sucker.  Work your tongue on it.  Get it
ready for your ass.  I gotta have a little of that.  I need some pussy!"
He pulled off my dick.

  "You ain't never had any pussy!"

  "I've had yours.  and I'm going to have it again!"

  "I'm not giving it to you."

  You don't have to.  We both know you want it and if you don't want to
cooperate I'll just take it.  You know how it works."  He just stood there
so I got up and spun him around and bent him over the hood.  I tugged his
tight jeans down taking his briefs down with them.  And there it was.  The
ass that I had taken for the first time just 4 days ago.  My dick throbbed
at the thought of penetrating it again.  I kicked his legs apart and spread
his cheeks exposing his tiny hole.  "Oh fuck yeah, that looks good.  I've
been horned up for this ever since school got out."

  "I really don't give a shit.  Just get it over with ya bastard so we can
be done and I never have to see you again forever!"

  "Have it your way bitch!", I plunged my dick straight into him.  God it
was tight.  I might never get it again but I was sure as hell as going to
enjoy it right now.  His tight little ass gripped my dick so hard I thought
it would break it off.  I went straight to fucking him with everything I
had.

  "Yes, yesss!  I can't believe how tight you are.  Damn it don't ever
refuse this to me and we'll get along fine."  I pounded into him over and
again.  I could tell he was in pain but tough shit.  Stupid fucker deserved
it for not giving it up willingly.  I'm sure he'd go home and dream about
it.  Eventually he'd realise that what Chance wanted Chance got.  My dick
throbbed and leaked pre-cum in his ass as I fucked him like the little
bitch whore he was.

  "Ugh.  Ugh.  Ugh.  I'm going to make your little pussy mine my little gay
bitch."

  "Shut up you dumb ass.  Just shut the fuck up.  I don't want to hear
it.", he yelled.

  Ha ha ha!  You're loving it you little fag.  I know you are!", I growled
in his ear and nibbled at it before kissing him on the neck.

  "No I don't.  Please just shut up and get it over with."

  "Fine with me.", I bore down on his ass fucking him as I hard as I could.
I'd fuck him in silence if he wanted but I'd force some noise out of the
ungrateful fucking faggot bitch.  I was in anger mode now and making him
scream and cry out a and thrash about was enough to keep me going.  I
wasn't about to cut him any slack or hurry it up for him.  If he didn't
want to give it to me freely and just enjoy it then he was in for a slow,
painful rape!  And he was still going to like it even if he didn't want to
admit it.  That really ought to fuck with his head.  I was long dicking him
and twisting and shaking my hips with each downward thrust.  Now even
though the sight of his young body beneath mine twisting and struggling was
a turn on I was as disgusted with him as much as he was with me.  Pulling
on his hair as I slid my dick in and out I stared down at the pale, smooth,
young body I was having my way with.  I listened to him moan and cry out in
pain with each thrust into him, and the rythymic slapping of my balls
against his tender butt cheeks.  "Jesus, Justin, you're so fucking tight I
don't know how my dick even fits in your little pussy hole!", I kept
ramming my dick into his boy cunt.  He was the perfect receptical for my
potent sperms.  I puzzled over how he could be so unresponsive, but only
momentarily.
  It was much more important that it felt good to me.  Whether he was
willing or unwilling mattered not to me.  He was a fag and this is what
fags wanted.  Hard dicks up their boy pussies and in their hot mouths
sucking loads of hot, thick of cum.  I could care less whether I was
hurting him or not.  A piece of ass was a piece of ass.  As long as my
friends didn't find out I'd been fucking a fag or letting hm suck my dick
it was all good.  I pulled out and flipped him over, lifting his legs up
over my shoulders.  I stared down at the fag, laying their submissively,
his blue eyes shut tight as if to shut it all out.

  "Hope you're enjoying this bitch.  I sure am!", I slid my dick back
inside his tight, warm boy pussy and gave him six rapid thrusts before
grabbing a handful of his long blonde locks.

  "Look at me when I fuck you!  I want to remember you're facial
expressions and the look in your eyes when I cum in you.", he opened his
eyes only for a few seconds with his mouth open wanting to scream but
holding it back.  He had the same distant gaze he had the first time.  It
would probably be awhile before I got to fuck him again so I took out my
cell phone and took a shot of my dick buried up to my balls in cunt.  I
also got a shot of his face bunched up in pain.  This would give me
something to remember and jack off to!  I pulled his t-shirt up and took a
photo of his smooth chest and dime sized nipples before leaning down and
sucking on them.  I swear I heard a soft moan escape his lips.  I bit and
nibbled at his boy tits and fucked him long and deep.  I felt the cum
boiling up in my balls and I shuddered amd groaned as my pent-up load
erupted in his ass.  "Shit I'm cumming!  Fuck I'm filling your pussy with
my sperms.  Take it my little boy whore!  Hell yeah."

  As the last of my sperm flooded his boy pussy I pulled it out and wiped
it off on his jeans.  He just laid there with tears streaming down his
face.  "Get up and get dressed Justin.  I'll take ya home."

  "No just leave me here I'll get home on my own."

  "I can't leave ya here like this.", I reached down and pulled his briefs
and jeans up.

  "Sure ya don't want a ride home?", I asked again.  He stood and walked
shakily a few feet from the car and dropped to the ground in a fetal
position crying uncontrollabbly.  "Last chance kid, I gotta get home and
eat."

  "Noooo!  GO!!!"

  I got in my car and slammed the door and turned it around and pulled away
slowly, looking in the rear view mirror to see if he was going to get up
and come running to the car.  He never moved.  I just hoped he got up and
went home before someone found him there like that.  Fucker better not say
anything to anyone.



     What happens next to Justin?  Does he make it home?  Does Chance have
any remorse for what he's done?  Will Justin fall for moreof Chances lies
and find himself in the same predicaments again?  Find out in te next
chapter.



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