Date: Thu, 12 Oct 2006 21:20:33 -0400
From: Ronyx <ronyx@woh.rr.com>
Subject: Scott's Story  Chapter 3   (Mark's Revenge)

The following is a work of fiction. Any similarities to anyone are purely
coincidental. The story is intended for a mature audience. It may contain
profanity and references to gay sex. If this offends you, please leave
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Scott's Story          Chapter 3



I went home that night worried that by morning I'd have no friends.
Sure, James and William had been impressed, but that wasn't hard to do
with two shallow people like them. They had, after all, followed me
around all summer.

But I wasn't sure how the other students would react. However, I didn't
need to worry. The phone rang all night. My uncle kept shouting that I
was tying up the phone. I'd been here for weeks, and not once had anyone
called him.

Everyone wanted the story on my parents. By the time I went to bed, I had
a father who was a hit man for the Mafia. He had supposedly killed nine
people one time in a shootout. My mother was his accomplice. She had
killed at least three people herself. I didn't volunteer any of this
information. I just didn't dispute it when they'd ask me something
bizarre.

When I entered the school the next day, I was treated like a celebrity. I
was the son of a gangster. I had even adopted a kind of New Jersey accent
to make it seem all the more real. Kids moved away from me in awe when I
walked down the hall. I guess they were afraid I was going to pull out a
machine gun and start spraying the hall with bullets.

I tried to intimidate Bobby for putting up the posters, but that dumbass
principal kept watching every move I was making. One time I accidentally
`bumped' into him in the hall and she took me into her office. She told
me if I messed with him or Mark again, she'd see that I was expelled
from school for sexual harassment. What was that all about? Mark had been
the one who had attacked me. Why was she now on my case?

My newfound celebrity status gave me many rewards. Even teachers showed a
renewed respect for me. I guess they were afraid my father would send out
a hit man if they gave me a bad grade.

Girls approached me in the hall and literally asked me to sleep with
them. One girl even told me she wanted to have my baby. I guess she
thought her child would be heir to a fortune. Several guys asked me to
have sex with them. I did a number of quickies in the restroom between
classes. Teachers never said anything to me when I'd show up late for
class.

Mark returned later that week to school. Bobby was always beside him. I
was surprised when I entered the cafeteria on Friday and saw Richard
sitting with them. He had been ignoring me for several weeks, but now he
had joined the enemy. I couldn't believe it. I started over to say
something to him, but Dr. Johnson stepped in front of me and gave me an
angry look. I wish my father was a gangster. I'd certainly put out a hit
on that bitch.

I went to the mall on Saturday night with some of my friends. We went to
the food court and then headed off to a movie. While we were standing in
line, I saw a really cute boy. Have you ever seen someone and really
wished you knew them? It was as if your whole world stopped, and you were
totally drawn to that person. That is how I felt when I saw this guy.

He didn't go to our school, or I would have noticed him before. I felt I
really had to know him. He was with a couple of other guys. I thought it
was strange, because with his looks, he should have been with a girl.

"Ryan!" William yelled. The cute boy looked over at my friend, as he
rushed over to him and gave him a hug. William actually knew this boy! I
stood stunned as he took his arm and led him over to us. I couldn't stop
looking at the deep brown eyes and curly eyelashes. This guy was
definitely hot.

"Ryan," William brought him over to me, "I want you to meet my good
friend, Scott. His dad is a gangster." He said admiringly. Ryan stood
and looked into my eyes. It was as if we were locked into a stare and
neither of us was willing to break it.

"Uh, guys." William giggled. "Enough already. Get a room." Both of us
started blushing.

"Ryan is my cousin." He explained. "He lives in Riverside."

William invited Ryan to join us for the movie. Ryan sat beside me when we
took a seat. William was on my other side. About ten minutes into the
movie, William reached over and started stroking my cock through my
jeans. I couldn't believe he was doing it in front of his cousin.

Ryan looked down and saw William's hand. I started to push his hand
away, but Ryan leaned over and whispered, "No, don't." I could tell by
his shaky voice that he was getting excited.

William unbuckled my pants and then unzipped them. I was wearing boxers,
so he snaked his hand in and pulled out my erect cock. I heard Ryan gasp
when he saw it.

William began stroking me, as I watched Ryan's mesmerized eyes. He soon
reached over and placed his hand over William`s. William pulled his hand
away and Ryan began to stroke me.

I couldn't believe it. This extremely cute guy sitting next to me was
gay. It seemed like all my dreams had finally come true. I reached over
and placed my hand in his lap. He was hard as a brick. His cock was
begging to be set free. I placed my hand on the top of his shorts and he
sucked his stomach in, letting my hand snake into his pants.

He was already wet with precum. He also had a very large cock. I
positioned it upward and it appeared out of the top of his shorts. We
looked into each other's eyes as we continued to stroke each other. I
heard William make an angry huffing noise. It was obvious he was jealous.
We'd been playing around for months, and now his cousin had stepped in
and gained my attention.

Since he had introduced me to his cousin, I guess I owed him a favor. I
reached over and began feeling his hard cock. He readily opened his
shorts and let his cock out for me to get a better grasp. Knowing he was
a quick cummer, I stroked him rapidly a few times. I heard him moan
softly, as I felt his warm cum begin to flood my hand. He took some
tissue from his pocket and wiped himself off. He gave me another one to
wipe my hand.

When he finished, he whispered, "Thanks." Then he got up and headed for
the lobby. I guess he was going to the restroom.

"He never could hold it long." Ryan giggled. I continued stroking him,
only more rapidly. I figured he wanted to cum also.

"Let's wait." He whispered. "You want to go home with me tonight?"

"I'll have to call my uncle." I told him. I knew this wouldn't be a
problem. Uncle Roger usually didn't care what I did as long as I didn't
bring the police to his house.

William returned from the restroom a few minutes before the movie ended.
As we were walking out, Ryan suggested that I call my uncle before his
mother arrived to take him home. I had come with William, and his dad was
probably already outside waiting on us.

William begged Ryan to let him go with us, but Ryan refused. William
became angry and then began to pout. He knew we were probably going to
Ryan's house for some `fun,' and he didn't want to be left out. Ryan
kept insisting that we weren't going to do anything, but William knew
better.

When we left the theater, William went and got in his dad's car. He
slammed the door as he angrily looked out his window at us. Ryan shrugged
his shoulders and led me to his mom's car. We rode about twenty minutes
to Riverside. It was my first time to visit the small town. It only had
one stop light in the whole town. I also noticed an ice cream parlor. It
was still open and I was hoping we'd stop for some.

"Mom," shouted Ryan. "Pull over." He grabbed my hand and pulled me
out of the car.

"See you at home." He told his mother as he closed the door. She gave
him a nod and pulled off.

"You'll love this place." He smiled. "It has the best ice cream."

We went inside and ordered our ice cream in waffle cones. I had rocky
road and Ryan ordered cherry vanilla. We then went outside and sat at one
of the umbrella tables. The ice cream was delicious.

I looked over at Ryan and he was licking his cone seductively. He kept
looking into my eyes and smiling. My cock began to harden in my pants
watching him. He was really turning me on. I reached down and rearranged
myself. Ryan started giggling.

"How's the ice cream?" He asked, as he licked the cone. "Is it hard
enough?"

"Mmmmmm." I moaned as I licked seductively around my cone. "It's
really hard."

We both started laughing. We continued to talk and play sexually with the
ice cream. After about a half hour we headed toward his house. He said he
lived about three blocks away. After we had left the bright lights of the
ice cream parlor, Ryan reached down and held my hand as we walked. It
worried me at first that someone might see us, but it didn't seem to
bother him. After a few minutes I relaxed and enjoyed the togetherness we
were sharing. I had never felt like this before.

We reached his house and entered. He introduced me to his father. Ryan
looked remarkably like him. He was an exceptionally attractive man; that
is, for someone as old as he was. He had to be at least thirty-five.

After stopping by the kitchen for a snack, we went upstairs to his
bedroom. He turned on the light and locked the door behind us. Once
inside, he grabbed my hand and pulled me over to the bed and pushed me
onto my back. He then straddled me.

"I've wanted you all night." He murmured as he began planting kisses
all over my face.

"Mmmm," I purred. "Me too." I began to kiss him deeply. He started to
squirm on top of me. Both of us were hard and throbbing.

He pulled my shirt over my head and began to nibble at my nipples. I was
thrashing around on the bed. I could feel him giggle, knowing he was
exciting me. He then pulled his shirt off. I rubbed his hairless chest
and felt his velvety skin.

He suddenly jumped off the bed and started to undress while I lay back
and watched. He was absolutely beautiful. The more he took off, the more
excited I got. He stripped to his yellow bikini underwear. He cock was
straining to get out. There was a small patch of precum that had formed.

He seductively grabbed the side of his underwear and began to pull them
down. Before he exposed his cock, he quickly turned around and pulled
them down over his ass showing me a perfect bubble butt. Instinctively, I
reached down and started rubbing my erection.

He bent over as he removed his bikinis. I could see his hole, pink and
hairless. He turned and his hard cock protruded nicely out from his body.
He took hold of it and stroked it a couple of times as he walked over to
me. I leaned up and pulled him by his legs until his cock was facing me.

Quickly, I took his cock in my mouth. He moaned as he rammed it into the
back of my throat. He pumped it into me several times before he stopped.

"Not yet." He whispered softly as he climbed back onto the bed and
straddled me once again. He unbuckled my pants and pulled down the
zipper. He reached in and grabbed my steel hard cock and started stroking
it.

"Nice." He smiled. "I can't wait for you to fuck me."

He pulled my pants and underwear off and threw them on the floor. Then he
sat back and leaned in and took my cock in his mouth. I closed my eyes
and reveled in the immense feeling he was giving me. It was obvious he
had probably pleasured a few boys this way. I'm sure he and William had
done this a few times.

Suddenly, he leaned forward and started kissing me once again. He took my
shoulders and rolled me over on top of him. I began rubbing our cocks
together. We were both hard, and I was afraid I was going to cum too
quickly. He reached down between us and grabbed my cock and started
stroking me.

"Don't." I said breathlessly. "I'm going to cum if you keep that
up."

"Good." I heard him say, as he continued rapidly stroking. Suddenly, I
felt my balls begin to tighten as I shot load after load into his hand
and onto his stomach. He giggled and rolled around on top of me smearing
the sticky mess between us.

"I didn't want to cum yet." I said dejectedly. "I thought you wanted
me to fuck you?"

"I do." He smiled. "We have all night. Now we can do it right and you
won't want to cum so fast." Talk about experienced. He knew if he made
me cum now, my next one would take longer.

"Let's go get in the shower." He jumped from the bed and grabbed my
hand, leading me into the adjoining bathroom. We showered slowly, making
out as we washed each others body completely. He insisted that I clean
his ass. He didn't object as I inserted my finger in him as he held me
tightly, moaning into my shoulder.

"I can't wait any longer." He said excitedly, pulling me back into the
bedroom and onto the bed. He lay on his back and raised his legs,
bringing them to his shoulders and wrapping his arms around his knees.

"Lick me." He ordered. I knelt on my knees and started licking around
his ass. He was moaning his approval.

"Now, rim me." He moaned. I inserted my tongue into his ass as he
squirmed around on the bed. We did this for several more minutes until he
told me to stop.

"Open the first drawer of my night stand," he said. "Now get a condom
and the lube."

I giggled when I noticed that all the condoms were a different color. I
held up three- a yellow one, blue one and a red one. He pointed to the
red one. I opened it up and began to pull it over my cock as he watched
intently. He pulled his legs back again. I poured some lube on my finger
and inserted it in his ass. He hissed as he pushed back, wanting more. I
poured some more lube in my hand and rubbed it on my cock.

"Ready." I asked excitedly. I couldn't wait. Ryan was hot and
extremely willing. Of all the boys I'd ever had sex with; no one had
been as sexual as he was. He was taking me to a level of sex I had never
before experienced.

"Yes." He said as he wrapped his arms around his knees. I placed a
pillow under his hips so he would be easier to penetrate. I knew I
wouldn't have to go slow with Ryan. It was obvious he was no virgin to
anal sex.

I aligned my cock to his ass and pushed forward. My cock sunk in quickly
and within seconds I was entirely into him. He moaned and began pushing
himself onto me.

"Fuck me, Scottie." He moaned. He didn't have to ask twice. With an
urgency I'd never felt before, I began to fuck him. I pushed his legs
back, exposing his ass with my cock rapidly moving in and out of him.

He had his head thrown back and was purring like a kitten. For someone so
young, it was obviously he loved to be fucked. This turned me on even
more; knowing I didn't have to be careful not to hurt him.

"Deeper, Scottie." He pulled his legs back further, allowing me to
penetrate him another inch.

"Yes." He shouted.

I continued to fuck Ryan for several more minutes as he moaned under me.
I could feel myself getting ready to explode. He grabbed his cock and
began stroking himself. Within a minute he began to shoot cum out all
over his stomach.

In doing so, I could feel his ass muscles tighten as he was cumming. This
was enough to send me over the edge. I began to unload my cum into the
condom. He continued contracting his ass, milking me dry. I collapsed
onto his chest. We both lay there with our chests heaving against one
another. A few times we managed to kiss each other.

"That was fantastic." Ryan finally said. "Damn. I've never been
fucked like that before." I looked into his smiling face.

"Really?" I asked incredulously.

"Yeah, really." He insisted. We then continued to kiss. After several
minutes, I rolled over and lay on my back. He grabbed my shriveled cock
and held it gently.

"I gotta have this again." He said.

"Anytime." I kissed him tenderly. "Anytime you want it."

He lay on his side and threw his arm around me. We kissed and then fell
asleep. When I awoke in the morning, he was still wrapped around me. I
felt I could awaken every morning this way.

After breakfast his mother drove me home. She kept looking at us
suspiciously. I had a feeling she knew what we'd done the night before.
We hadn't exactly been very quiet in our lovemaking. I'm sure she and
Ryan's dad had heard us.

Ryan had given me his cell phone number and email address. We had agreed
to meet the next weekend. His mother was going to pick me up and we were
going to the mall to see another movie. Then I was going to spend another
night with him. I couldn't wait.

Things at school were getting strange. Richard had become close friends
with Mark and Bobby. He was sitting at the table eating lunch with them.
A few times I tried to talk to him, but he'd walk away when he saw me
approaching. I didn't have any interest in having sex with him. Besides,
I now had Ryan who I was seeing each weekend.

Something else happened that I didn't understand. Randall Thompson, one
of our school's most popular students, started hanging around Ryan, Mark
and Bobby. Randall was a star basketball player. I could understand him
hanging with Richard, but Mark and Bobby? They didn't have anything in
common with him.

Randall was also protecting Mark in gym. Anytime I'd try to do something
to him, Randall would retaliate. Once he even grabbed me and told me to
leave Mark alone. On the way to the locker room, I asked Mark if he had
hired Randall as a body guard.

It was becoming harder to do anything to Mark and Bobby. It seemed like
everyone was protecting them. If Dr. Johnson wasn't watching me, then
Randall was. He'd even stare at me when we were sitting in the
cafeteria. A few times he flipped me off. Things were definitely not
going as I had expected.

I also had a feeling they were planning to do something. They had already
plastered pictures all over the school with my parents' prison pictures.
It was hard to tell what they were capable of doing. I just had a feeling
they were watching me, expecting me to mess up.

I really fucked up one Saturday night a couple of weeks later. Ryan and I
had been emailing each other all week. We were going to attend a movie.
When we got there, Mark and Bobby were at the theater also. I tried to
act like I didn't know them. I was with Ryan, and nothing was going to
spoil the evening.

I don't even know what we went to see. All week long we'd chatted about
me giving Ryan a blowjob during the movie. I had been looking forward to
it all week. About thirty minutes into the movie I reached over and
started stroking Ryan's dick. He pulled it out. After looking around, I
leaned in and took it in my mouth. He held the back of my head while I
sucked him. After about five minutes he came in my mouth. I sat up and
looked around as he put his cock back in his pants.

Ten minutes later I noticed Bobby head to the lobby by himself. I figured
he was going to use the restroom. I can't explain it. Maybe I was horny
because I had just had sex with Ryan and I hadn't yet gotten off. But I
watched Bobby's ass as he left, and an enormous urge swept over me. I
wanted to fuck him. I had always wanted to fuck him. He was so
vulnerable. He was so much like me just a few years ago.

I told Ryan I'd be right back as I got up and followed Bobby into the
men's room. He was standing at the urinal pissing when I walked in. I
waited until he finished. Before he could zip his pants back up, I
grabbed him and pulled him into a stall. He was screaming and struggling
as I unbuckled his pants and pulled them to his ankles.

Finally, his ass was exposed. He tried to fight me off, but I was able to
hold him still as I began to approach his ass with my stiff cock.

Suddenly, someone grabbed me and threw me out of the stall. Since my
pants were down around my knees, I lost my balance and fell to the floor.
I looked up and saw Mark's angry face just before he kicked me in my
side. The pain was excruciating. Flashbacks of my dad beating me filled
my head as he continued kicking me.

The men's room door swung open and Ryan walked in and looked down at me.

"What the fuck's going on in here?" He shouted, as he headed over to
me.

"Ask your boyfriend what happened." Mark said as he kicked me one last
time. He walked over and helped Bobby pull his pants back up and they
left.

Ryan knelt down beside me as I writhed on the ground in absolute pain. He
looked into my eyes and then stood up.

"Did you try to rape that boy?" He asked angrily.

I couldn't even respond. I was so ashamed of what I had done. I
couldn't explain what had happened. Ryan and I could have had a good
future together, but now I had ruined that.

"Fucker." His words were filled with venom. I knew he hated me. I heard
the door open and close. I lay there in pain with tears running down my
face. Again, my world was crashing down around me. I should be used to it
by now, but it still hurt. Hurt like hell.

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