Date: Sat, 1 Nov 2003 02:18:01 -0500
From: Chaz <chale@maine.rr.com>
Subject: Teenage Fight Club pt. 2

Disclaimer: If you are not yet 18 years of age or if it is illegal to
read materials of this kind where you live, then please stop now. This
story contains descriptions of sexual activity between teenage boys.
Sometimes the sexual activity is rough. However the acts are consensual
and are a
result of their love and or lust for one another. This story is
completely fiction, all descriptions, and names are also fictitious, any
similarities are truly just that, purely similarities.

Please write: unkle_c@yahoo.com. I would love to hear if you like my
story

"Teenage Fight Club" pt.2

Once Jamie was finished using Justin's tongue, as his personal cum-rag,
Justin was left stranded by the friends he came with.

Each disgusted, humiliated, and embarrassed with their buds willingness,
and eagerness to serve Jamie so well, all laughed and snickered at him,
telling him to walk the long distance home, explaining that they didn't
want the odor of Jamie's cum inside the car.

These words mostly coming from Mike, a good friend of Justin's older
brother, the dude that lost the $20.00 bet, that Justin wasn't gay, he
also being the driver of the car.

I was about to offer poor Justin a ride home, when he turned to Jamie,
"seems that you lost me a few friends tonight, so the least you can do is
give me a ride home, dude!"

Jamie with an arrogant smirk on his face, "you're askin the wrong
person, fagboi, I don't drive, ask my bud Kevin, he's the taxi driver"

Feeling sorry for Justin, I spoke up and told him that Cory, Ian. and
myself would bring him home, but Kevin interjected, as he stood there
rubbing his crotch, and grinning a devilish grin, "he didn't ask YOU, he
asked US, and I don't have a problem giving him a ride home."

I felt a little uncomfortable with Justin taking a ride home with the
dude that just beat him up, and used him as a cumbucket., but I had
enough to worry about at that moment, as I looked over and saw Cory
standing over Ian, with his legs spread wide, offering Ian to spend the
night at his house.

I walked over to them and saw a smirk on Cory's face, "So whadaya say
Ian? You wanna crash in my room tonight? You sure look like shit man, no
since in going home and havin to explain to the rents, why your face is
so fucked up, I know you don't wanna deal with that shit tonight, right?
So call em up dude, tell em you'll be sleepin over!"

I would have been perfectly fine with that arrangement if Cory wasn't
standing so erotically over Ian, with his protruding basket only an inch
or so from Ian's hypnotic stare.

I tapped Cory on the shoulder, "It's all good Cory, Ian can stay at my
house tonight, dude!"

Cory turned to me and winked, then turned his head back to Ian. "So
what's it gonna be Ian, you wanna crash at my place, we can even spend
the night outside in the tent, and down a couple of more brewskies,
before going to sleep, or you wanna stay at Troy's tonight?"

I was somewhat surprised when Ian chose to stay with Cory, as he glanced
up at me with a sad puppydog expression, "Would you be pissed if I took a
rain check at your place, and stayed in the tent tonight... Troy? I
really could use a couple of more beers, dude!"

What could I say, I really didn't like the idea, I could tell by that
wink from Cory, that something was up, but I figured Ian was a big boy
now, and didn't really need me to babysit him. "Of course you can take a
raincheck dude. Hell! You don't even need a raincheck, you know you can
crash at my house, anytime!"

I turned to Cory and saw that evil smile, as he whispered, "looks like
you're gonna have to wait in line, bud!"

Of course I was a little pissed, how dare Cory think that I would use my
best bud, for my own selfish needs. I wanted to yell at Cory, not only
for thinking I would do that, but also because I knew that's exactly
what he himself had in mind to do.

However, I didn't wanna make a scene in front of Ian, I figured he'd
only feel more humiliated than he already did. So I dropped the issue for
now.

The next day at school, I was in the boys room taking a leak, when Chico
and his bro entered, noticing me at the urinal, they wasted no time
making their way over to me, one on each side.

Pulling out their dicks, I could feel both sets of eyes staring down at
mine. Not sure at this point whether it was Chico that was speaking or
his twin bro Enrico."Hey bro, have you ever seen such a small pee pee?"
"Fuck nooooo Chico! Only time I ever see one so small, is on our little
six year old brother! Wow dude, you must be embarrassed to have you
friends see that in the shower, eh?"

I was getting pissed, but trying to keep my cool, I ignored them, wishing
I could piss faster than I was at that moment.

Chico spoke next, trying to ignite some tension between his bro and me.

"Sooo tell me dude, why you afraid to fight my bro Enrico, he want to
fight you bad, man!"

I continued ignoring them, getting more pissed off by the second.

Then Enrico started in on me. "I think he afraid to touch a real mans
dick! He don't think he is a faggot like his friend, but we know he is,
eh bro? Look at my dick, man! This is what a real mans dick looks like,
no teeny, weeny, pee pee like you got! Touch it dude, we know you will
like as much as you friend like Chicos! Go ahead, man! Touch it!"

I wanted to punch Enrico in the face at that moment, but Cory's words
came flashing back at me, and kept me from doing so, when he insisted
that Enrico could easily beat the shit outta me, and was only trying to
get me to fight him, so that he could humiliate me like his bro did to
Ian.

I felt the last of my piss exit my piss-slit, and decided to leave
without acknowledging their rude comments.

However, just as I felt the last of my piss drop off away from my
cock-head, I felt a steaming fluid splatter my hand and cock. As I looked
down I saw Enrico's huge cock-head pointed at my own cock. Then raising
my eyes, and turning my head to look over at him, I noticed a huge grin
plastered on his face. "You like the feel of my hot piss, man?

Maybe you like to feel more of it, eh?"

I stood there for a few seconds, staring into his eyes, as he continued
splashing his hot steaming piss onto my hand, cock, and now the crotch of
my jeans. Shocked, and totally lost for words, the few seconds seemed
like eternity, before I jumped away from the urinal.

Still lost for words, I stood their like a total idiot, watching, as the
two bro's laughed, and high fived one another. Enrico turning his head
and looking over at me. "If you like so much how my hot piss feels, maybe
you like to taste it, eh man?" This brought even more laughter from the
two. As Enrico turned back to the urinal to finish his piss.

Finally finding my voice, I yelled at the two of them, before charging in
at Enrico, using all my strength, pushing him face first into the ceramic
tile wall. "You fuckin moron, you're such a fuckin asshole, you wanna
fight so fuckin bad? Then let's go dude!"

I raised my fists, and would have had an excellent shot at the side of
his face, only this time, I was being held back from hitting him by his
bro's strong arms around my waist.

I fought to break free, but Chico proved to be far stronger than most of
the dudes I had ever fought, reaching up, bringing both my arms down to
my side, and wrapping his strong arms around my arms and waist, holding
me tight.

Enrico was rubbing his nose, I was surprised that with the force that he
hit the wall, his nose didn't break.

He looked at me with a grin, his dick still sticking out of his opened
fly. "Aaaaah! So pretty boy wants to fight now, eh? No problemo man! But
not here, we fight in the barn like my bro and fagboy Ian, with the same
rules, yes?"

What the fuck could I say, since this whole Fight Club thing was mine and
my buds idea! Only thing was, I didn't want the jerk off rule in any of
my own fights. I scowled over at Enrico, as I continued to try and break
free of Chico's strong grip. "Noooo! We don't need the loser jack off
`RULE', just you and me dude, till one gives up or is out cold!"

Enrico standing there shaking his head, told me that it wasn't gonna be
my way. "No jack off rule, no fight, man, why you want to break you own
rules for, man? Noooo! We keep the rules the same as before, or no fight!
Besides, man? I think you afraid, you is gonna like Enrico's man size
dick, like you friend like Chico's big dick, eh?"

I don't know why, but my eyes fell down and focused on Enrico's thick
cock.

Guessing it to be about four inches soft, so maybe a little over six
inches long, when fully hard. I must have stared at it a little longer
than I thought. Enrico walked over to me smiling into my eyes. Then
without any warning he grabbed my hand and wrapped it around his thick
cock. "I think maybe you like a little sample feel, of what is to come
later, eh, pretty boy?"

I tried to pull my hand away, but he held it tightly wrapped around his
cock, then he began using my thumb to rub his thick cock-head.

His bro still holding me tight around my waist, my forearms locked inside
of his, his hard dick pressed tightly into the butt of my jeans.

I thought of this inability to break free, as an excuse, not to use every
ounce of my strength to fight off this rude act of humiliation, but I was
only fooling myself.

I looked down at Enrico's now hard cock, as my hand and thumb were being
used to stimulate it. Noticing a bubble begin to take shape at the
piss-slit, I closed my eyes, as Enrico continued using my thumb, now
smearing it into his pre-cum.

I had never felt another dudes cock before, unlike some of my buds, that
would occasionally participate in circle jerks, I was the shy one, always
passing when the invitation was offered, to join them. Yet, not so shy
that I didn't find it arousing and tempting.

His cock felt warm, and even seemed to be growing within the grasp of my
hand, within seconds, his thick cock was hard as steel, the heat from it
was so amazing, I gave up attempting to pull my hand away! why? I don't
really know!

Enrico used his free hand to raise my head, so that my eyes were level to
his. "So pretty boy, you name the date, and time, and we fight with same
rules as before. Unless maybe you like to get down on you knees, and
submit to me now, eh? this way, I don't gotta mess up you pretty face!"

I stared into his eyes, "Fuck you Enrico, and fuck your brother too,
how's that for submitting?"

Enrico smiled , then spat several times into my face, then stood there
watching, as it dribbled downward to my lips. Then releasing his hand
from holding mine around his cock, he used both his hands to pry open my
jaw, using two of his fingers to round up gobs of his spit, then
inserting these fingers inside my mouth, wiping them onto my tongue.
"Pretty boy likes the taste of me inside his mouth, eh? Just as much as
he likes the feel of my hard cock!"

I hadn't even realized that I was now holding his cock, all on my own. I
quickly yanked my hand away, as both bro's laughed loudly.

Enrico removed his fingers from my mouth and ordered me to swallow.
Refusing to do so, he pressed his strong palm against my mouth and nose,
cutting off my breathing, holding his palm there tightly, till he watched
my adams apple bob a couple of times, a sign, that I had obeyed his
command. The taste of his saliva oozing down my throat was gross.

It was at this time, he nodded to his bro, then as Chico released his
tight grip around my waist and arms, Enrico slammed his fist into my gut,
the power of which, forced me to drop to my knees, grasping my gut.
Before he and his bro walked away, he humiliated me a little bit more, by
slapping my face with his hard cock, then smearing some pre-cum across my
lips."You be sure to get back to me, about when we fight, and do not keep
me waiting too long, eh?"

It wasn't till he stood away from me, and he and his bro began walking
away laughing, that I noticed six or seven dudes standing there looking
down at me, all smirking, and whispering.

As I continued clutching my sore abs, I managed to stand up. Noticing a
few pair of eyes staring down at my crotch, I looked down and was
reminded, that Enrico's piss had created a huge wet blotch all around my
crotch area.

Hearing someone whisper, "Wow! Look at that, those dudes scared the piss
outta him!" Then came the laughter!

As embarrassing as it was, I felt it would be even more embarrassing if
they knew it was Enrico's piss, and not mine.

I made my way into one of the stalls, and just sat, wondering what the
fuck I was gonna do now. There was no way, I was going to my next class
looking as though I pissed my self.

However! There were other thoughts going through my empty head at the
moment as well, such as being beat to a pulp by Enrico, then humiliated
to tears in front of my buds, the way Ian was, being forced to jack off a
dude that just beat me up.

I decided I was gonna have to go home, there was just no way I was going
through the rest of the day with Enrico's piss all over my jeans.

My home was about a forty five minute walk from the school, but what
choice was I left with.

I would catch hell for skipping the last two classes, but would be saved
a shit load of humiliation in the long run.

I made my way to the side doors of our school, without a lot of fanfare,
just a few stares, and whispers.

I decided that if I jogged the distance home, I would be passing people
too fast for them to notice.

Once safely inside my home, I realized I had maybe an hour before my mom
arrived home from work.

I quickly stripped down to my boxers, only to find several small stains
from Enrico's piss on them as well.

I rushed to the laundry room to throw my jeans and boxers in the washer,
but for some odd reason I began fighting the urge to sniff them.

It was when I inhaled the odor while holding the crotch of my jeans to my
face, that I knew I was in trouble! I literally yelled out loud to
myself, "WHAT THE FUCK YOU DOING DUDE? That is soooo fucking gross, man"

After throwing the jeans and boxers into the washer, and starting it, I
made my way to my room, wondering what the fuck was going on with me. My
mind raced back to that night, when Chico stood over Ian. As sorry as I
felt for my best bud, something about the way Chico's well defined
muscles, his taunt olive skin, and tight form fitting briefs, made my
cock twitch. lowering my hand, I brushed my cock, looking over at
Chico's friends and noticing Enrico smirking at me, as our eyes held
each others for a brief few seconds.

Ooooooh My God! I thought to myself, that's why Enrico, has been wanting
to take me on so bad! He thinks I'm gay, like Ian!

Who knows what's going through his mind, does he plan on humiliating me
even more so than his bro humiliated Ian?

I decided at that moment, there would be no fight between me and Enrico.
I knew I didn't stand a chance against him, even if he turns out to be
even half as strong as his bro.

I also decided to take a nap, I knew my mom would be home soon, and
wondering why I was home so early, hopefully, I would dream up some
little white lie, while napping!

I ended up sleeping longer than I had anticipated, it was the phone that
awoke me, looking at the clock, I noticed that it was after five. I
picked up the phone the same time my mom did. "Hello" "Hey Troy wuzzup
dude?" "ooooh Troy hon, I didn't even know you were home" "K mom, I got
it" "ok hon, oooh by the way Ian, has Troy invited you to spend the
weekend of his birthday in Austin with us yet?" "Mom?" "Ya he has, and
thanks Mrs. Wainfleet, I'm lookin forward to it!" "Ooooh that's great
dear, sooo your folks are fine with you being away for the weekend?"
"MOM?" "Sure Mrs. Wainfleet, and my mom will be callin ya," "Oooooh good
dear! How are your folks? Haven't seen them since your grandfathers
funeral last month!" "MOMMM?" "Ok hon, ok, well tell them I was asking
dear, see you soon, I'm sure" "I will tell em Mrs, Wainfleet, byeee!"
....Click, "hey Ian, sup dude?"

"Nothin, Cory asked me to call ya, he booked a fight in the barn for
tomorrow night at seven pm, wants to know if the time is cool?"

"Ya, I guess! Who's fightin?"

"OH WOW! You didn't hear dude? Justins older bro picked a fight with
that dude Jamie today at school, Jamie told him about the barn and the
rules and stuff, and Justin's bro was cool with it"

"Wait a minute Ian, Justin's brother is like eighteen and a senior,
right? And Jamie is like fourteen, and a freshman? What's up with that
shit?"

"I know, I know, but Jamie was all cool with it, he was even all smiles
and shit afterwards, even highfiving his buds, says he wants this fight!"

"Damn dude? he's a brave fuck, huh? Takes a lotta balls to fight someone
that much older, hope the fuck he knows what he's doin! Kinda serves him
right though, gettin his ass kicked after what he did to Justin, eh?"

There was a long pause, as I waited for Ian's reply. "Dude? You still
there?"

"Yeah Troy, but we haven't really talked since last night, I wanted to
thank you for bein so supportive of me and shit! Troy? It really meant a
lot to me, that you came to my side and stayed with me, after what I did!
You're the best friend, anyone could ever have, dude! I mean that,
really! By the way? You sure you still want me to go on that weekend trip
to Austin, with you? I would sooooo understand if you changed your mind,
dude!"

It was my turn to pause, I wasn't sure how I felt anymore! I knew things
were gonna be different between Ian and me, but I still wanted him as my
friend, but to spend a whole weekend with him? I just wasn't sure! I
needed some time to think about it, and decided to avoid answering that
particular question, for the time being.

"Hey dude, you make it sound like I was the only friend that stood by you
last night! We all stood by you, Cory even invited you to sleep over! So
don't be throwin all that credit crap my way, we're all buds Ian, each
of us stuck by you, not just me, RIGHT?"

An even longer pause, "Hey Ian? Am I right or wrong , dude?"

"Ya, I guess! Anyways, Cory insisted I call him right back with the
answer, so I'll catch ya later, K?"

"K dude, see ya, ....hey Ian?"

"Ya?"

"You ok dude?"

"Ya, I guess"

"K, see ya!"

I felt some tension, or stress, or something, in Ian's last remarks, I
could tell something was wrong, and decided to call him back after
dinner.

I was curious of course as to what exactly happened last night with him
and Cory, while spending the night together, but decided it wasn't very
cool, to come right out and ask.

After dinner, I called Ian back, but was told by his mom that he was out,
she thought maybe he was at Cory's.

I began dialing Cory's number, but then stopped. I was bored, and
decided to just jog over to his house instead.

I wanted to talk to him anyway, about how best to avoid my promised fight
with Enrico.

I picked a bad night to jog over to his house, the wind was wild, and was
blowing shit in my face as I ran.

When I reached Cory's house, I noticed all lights were off, except for
one in the back of the house.

When there was no answer at the door, I decided to go out back, maybe
they were in his tent again. Cory is an only child, and is spoiled rotten
by parents that never seemed to be around.

His tent, nestled in the brushes, of his back yard, was frigging huge,
and could easily sleep six of us, and often slept nine of us.

The tent hidden from the house by the brushes, was ideal, in that it was
a perfect escape for Cory, and anyone else not wanting to be bothered. I
knew for a fact that he fucked many pussies inside that old tent.

As I made my way closer, I could see a small dim light coming from the
inside, I was about to call out, but the closer I got, the more I saw,
and what I saw was the shadow of a figure appearing to be doing push-ups,
on top of another figure.

My first thought was that Ian's mom, led me on a wild goose chase, he
wasn't with Cory at all. My bud Cory got lucky again tonight, and was
fucking one of his many girlfriends.

I was about to turn around and leave, when I heard Cory's voice. "You
love this don't you cunt, you fuckin loser, you love me on top of you
fuckin your mouth like it was some girls twat, dontcha?....... Answer me
you fuckin fag"

I wanted a closer look, but I didn't want to be caught, thanks to the
wind blowing things around, my approach to the tent went unheard.

I tried pulling the front flap open a tiny bit, but found that it was
zippered tightly from the inside, and didn't dare mess with the zipper
on the outside, for fear of being heard.

I snuck around the tent, and found the window facing the woods to be
rolled up, giving me a perfect view of what was going on inside.

Just as I pressed my face to the lower corner of the window, I heard the
other voice speak after a long silence. "Ya dude, I love you on top of me
like this, fuckin my mouth like a girls pussy!"

I felt sick to my stomach, as I recognized Ian's voice. My mind
struggled, trying to figure out what the hell was going on, why was Cory
talking to Ian this way, why was he being so mean to him, calling him
these names and shit. None of us hated gays, nor did we ever disrespect
them, by making rude jokes or comments. So what the fuck was up with
Cory? Acting this way to Ian, our friend!

I saw Cory sit upright as he raised his hand and slapped Ian hard across
the face. "What did you call me, you fuckin loser?"

Part of me wanted to start screaming, WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON WITH YOU
TWO, yet the part of me that won out, was the part that wanted to
continue watching the show, quietly!

Ian first cried out, from the pain caused by Cory's powerful slap, then
came the words, Cory was obviously expecting to hear. "I'm sorry Sir, I
keep forgettin, Yes Sir, I love you on top of me like this, fuckin my
mouth, like it was some girls pussy!"

Cory hovering over Ian's face, as though he was taking a breather from
one of his push-ups, his cock hanging over Ian's mouth, his muscular
body showing off each well defined muscle, appearing even more sexier, as
the dim light accentuated every fine detail, every curve and crevice, as
he continued with his verbal assault on my best friend.

"Yeah! That's what I thought you meant to say, I bet you love it even
more, since I taught you to deep throat it last night, huh? You fuckin
loser! You love takin my whole cock deep inside your faggot throat, huh?
You even love me slappin you around too, dontcha? Go ahead dude! Tell me
once again, how much you wanna be my own personal, little faggot,
cocksucker! I can't get enough of hearin you say that shit!"

I strained to listen, as Ian softly spoke the words, Cory was yearning to
hear. "It's true Sir, I'm happy you taught me last night, to take your
whole shaft down my throat! I even think I get off on being beat up by
you, I don't love it, but like you said, I need to be taught the hard
way, that I am nothin more than your personal cocksucker now! My mouth is
now your private property, to be used when you get tired of fucking real
pussies. My mouth is your personal hole, to use however you want Sir!"

I couldn't believe what I was hearing, I wasn't even sure I was hearing
correctly. Did Ian just give his mouth away to Cory? I mean kinda like
one gives his sole to the devil? Nah! I must have heard that part wrong,
one doesn't just give his mouth away to someone, for them to use
whenever, or however they choose to use it.

Cory, obviously not completely satisfied, with Ian's humiliating
submission thus far, began doing his push-ups once again, this time with
his hard cock jabbing at different parts of the outside of Ian's face.
"You want me to keep pummeling your queer mouth and throat with my thick
cock, fag? You wanna take my thick, wet, creamy, juice inside your mouth
again? You wanna taste my special sauce again? You wanna feel it, as it
slides down your throat and settles into your tummy? Do ya? Huh?"

Ian didn't even pause briefly this time, he was all to quick to answer!
"Yes Sir!"

I saw a wide smirk appear on Cory's handsome face. "Yeah! I know that's
what you want, cocksucker! So beg me! Fuckin beg me, the way I taught you
last night, after slappin you around the tent half the fuckin night."

First, I was amazed, that Cory's biceps, could hold the weight of his
awesome body, up for so long, then I was amazed to hear Ian beg Cory sooo
pleadingly, then I was amazed that my best bud, could submit so openly,
sooo willingly, soooooo completely, allowing himself to be used so
humiliatingly by another dude.

I watched as Cory began, slowly at first, drilling Ian's mouth, with his
thick drill, even as he at times, seemed to be drilling a hole through
each of Ian's cheeks, first one, then the other.

Then after probing Ian's upper mouth with his cock-head, Cory began
pumping Ian's mouth long and hard. Using long, slow pumping motions.

I could hear Ian gagging or choking, or whatever, but he wasn't trying
to push Cory off him, on the contrary, he used the palm of his hands to
massage Cory's smooth, nice sized pecs, and nipples.

I decided I had enough, I was about to turn and head back home, yet
something inside of me, wouldn't allow it. Something inside my groin,
insisted I stay till the end, to witness Cory climax inside my best
friends hungry mouth.

Cory began thrusting his thick spear deep inside Ian's mouth and throat
now, hell, I've seen Cory do push-ups hundreds of times, and never new
he could do them so damn fast.

I watched as his thick thighs, along with his well rounded biceps, lifted
and lowered his tight muscular body up and down on Ian's face, thrusting
even harder now than before.

Cory began moaning, softly at first, then more profusely, as he battered
Ian's mouth with the force of a sledge hammer. "Take it you fuckin cunt!
yeeeeaaah! Ooooooooh! Eeeeeewwwww yeeeeaaah! How's it feel huh? I love
listenin to you choke on my cock, you fuckin faggot! Yeeeeaaah! soon
dude, real soon! Ooooooh fuck dude! Hear it comes, ooooooohhhhhhhhh
yeeeeeeessssss! TAKE IT YOU FUCKER!"

I couldn't believe Ian was still alive, Cory power slammed his mouth
over and over again, before finally all the muscles in his body
tightened, as he gave his cock one final thrust, sending his cock all the
way home for the last time.

Forcing Ian's whole body to twitch several times, as though he was
having a siesure.

Then I watched as Cory pulled part way out of Ian's mouth, then gagged
him with a huge load of thick creamy sperm.

Ian began Choking all over again, this time from trying to swallow
Cory's load as quickly as Cory was feeding it to him.

Ian continued swallowing, as some of the thick cream escaped through the
sides of his mouth and flowed slowly down his cheek, kinda like hot thick
lava, flows slowly down the side of a volcano.

Cory now siting up on Ian's chest, holding his dick over Ian's face,
his strong thighs spread wide, began pumping the last few strings of
thick goo from his deflating power tool, onto Ian's lips, nose, and
cheeks, insisted that Ian lap his cock-head clean. "LICK IT, QUEER BOY!
I'm not lettin you up, till you clean my cock real good!"

Ian obediently stuck out his tongue and began lapping the huge cock-head,
then up and down the thick shaft, as Cory held Ian's head up to it, with
a tight fistful of his hair.

I turned and quietly made my exit from Cory's back yard.

Once back in my own room, I quickly stripped, climbed onto my bed,
straddled two of my pillows, and fucked them faster and harder than ever
before, driving my cock deep into the soft, feathered pillows, covered in
satin pillow cases.

My mind quickly returned to the awesome scene I had just witnessed, as I
replayed the entire event, in slow motion.

Then setting two all time records, the first being the least amount of
time it took for my balls to empty themselves, the second being the
massive amount of seed that occupied them!

The next day at school was uneventful for the most part.

Other than the thirty minutes I spent in detention, for skipping two
classes, the day before, and the smirks I received from both Chico and
Enrico, it was pretty much the same as any school day.

I had lunch with our little gang, and if I hadn't seen what happened the
night before with my own eyes, I would have never known , or even
suspected that things between Ian and Cory were any different.

Cory treated Ian the way he had always treated him, not mean, and
dominating as he did the night before inside the tent.

I wasn't stupid, I knew it was all a show, to keep the rest of our buds
in the dark, but I wasn't in the dark, and found myself wishing more
than anything, that I was!

that night, Cory, Ian, Damian and me, headed for the barn, all the way
there, wondering where Jamie got such large kahoona's.

We couldn't believe he was taking on a dude in grade twelve.

Once inside the barn, we only had a few minutes wait.

Justin, and his bro Johnny, were the only two on their side, that showed
up, and they arrived within a few minutes after we did.

I wondered why none of Johnnies buds were invited by Johnny to witness
the fight, then it occurred to me, that if Johnny were to lose to this
younger kid, then have to jack the kid off, the first would have been
humiliating enough, but the second act, would obviously be devastating,
so why invite your friends?

The fewer people to witness it, the less humiliation you suffer, which is
when I decided that if I must fight Enrico, I will do so in private, not
letting any of my buds in on when the fight would take place.

Jamie and three of his buds arrived shortly after, I figured, he'd be
sure to bring some of his buds, I mean why not? Unlike Johnny, Jamie
didn't have anything to lose, he would still come out as a hero to his
friends, even if he lost, and had to jack off this other dude.

We all watched as Jamie stripped down to a tight, shiny, red speedo, it
almost looked as though it was made from some kinda latex material, sorta
like some of the pro wrestlers were wearing these days. Showing off his
massive basket, muscled thighs, and tight butt, in a very erotic way.

He chose to fight barefoot, but he began putting on what looked like
padded leather gloves, the kind with the top of the fingers cut off.

This seemed to concern Johnny, he wanted to be certain that the padding
in the leather gloves were not concealing any type of metal. He asked me
and Cory to check out the kids gloves, while he stripped down to a pair
of tight black boxer briefs, choosing to wear white ankle socks, and no
sneakers, he too was sporting a nice tight bod, as well as a good size
package.

Jamie grinned, as Cory and I asked him to remove the gloves, so we could
check them out. His cocky attitude was just as verbal as it was the last
time. As he looked into my eyes with a smirk, then winked at Cory. "Hey
Cory dude, why don't you check out the padding of my gloves, while your
friend `pretty boy' gets on his knees, and checks to see if my crotch
is padded?"

His words brought loud laughter from every one there, including his
opponent and Justin, the kid he humiliated so thoroughly the last time.

It was my turn to be humiliated by him, why? I had no clue!

He obviously remembered how pissed I got last week, when Enrico kept
referring to me as `pretty boy'.

Cory felt the gloves all over, then gave them back to Jamie, as Jamie and
I glared into one anothers eyes.

I couldn't resist, throwing my two cents in, "you're a fuckin punk, and
I hope this dude Johnny wipes this barn up with you"

Jamie smiled at me, "Hmmmmm! Maybe you'd like to try doing that your
self, pretty boy, then you'd get to see up close, whether there's any
padding in my crotch. Ya know? LIKE REAL CLOSE!"

I wasn't about to let him have the last word, before Cory and I walked
away. I gave him back his smirk, "You're just a mean little prick, that
thinks it's perfectly ok, to beat up on, and use innocent, gay dudes,
for your own sick pleasures! That's why I wanna see you get your ass
kicked tonight!"

If I thought even for a split second, that he was going to allow me the
last word, I was sadly and regrettably mistaken.

He began laughing at my words right away, then calmly and softly got the
last word in, before Cory pulled me away. "You're right pretty boy, I do
like beating up faggots, and using them however I want, that's why I
wanna fight you!"

I tightened my fists amongst the laughter, and felt Cory's strong arms
wrapped around me pulling me away. "Hey Troy, chill, ok? You can take him
on another time, he already has a fight lined up for tonight. Remember?"

As I settled down, sitting on a blanket next to Damian, and Ian, Jamie
started in on Johnnie. "Hey dude? I got a deal for ya, whutdaya say,
after I kick your ass, real good, instead of you pumping my rod, I use
your faggot brothers mouth for the fourth time, this week?"