Date: Wed, 7 Jan 2004 03:57:41 -0500
From: Chaz <chale@maine.rr.com>
Subject: Teenage Fight Club pt. 5

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contains descriptions of sexual activity between teenage boys. The acts
are consensual and are a result of their love or lust for one another.
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"Teenage Fight Club" pt. 5

Enrico, smiled as I swallowed his heavy load of boyjuice, then demanded
that I lick his cock till it was clean. I felt stupid, humiliated and
beat, but there was absolutely no question as to who was giving the
orders, and who was taking them.

I licked his shaft from the route all the way up to the head, making sure
that Enrico's entire thick tool was totally clean, before looking up at
him, with my now submissive eyes.

The expression on his tough cute face, the cold dark eyes staring down at
me, and the evil, devilish grin, told me this blow-job I just gave him,
would only be the first of many! "Now that you've gotten your first
taste of another dudes cock, and the first serving of your new protein
diet, I can't wait to hear how much you enjoyed it....so do
tell....don't keep me and my bro in suspense! You want more, don't ya?"

I hesitated to speak, afraid to tell him the truth, ya I did kinda like
it, but it wasn't just the blow-job thing, for some fucked up reason, I
kinda liked being dominated by Enrico, even being roughed up by him!
Sooooo? What the fuck does that tell ya? That I'm not only a fucking
fag, but I love being dominated?

Shit! Isn't this exactly why I'm pissed off at Ian, for allowing some
dude to totally dominate him? and didn't Enrico just do to me exactly
the same shit that Cory did to Ian? And now that I've had a taste of it
myself, I'm ok with someone doing it to me? Man! That's soooo fucked
up!

Enrico, being the impatient, tough boy that he is, used his right hand to
slap and backhand me several times. "I asked you a question maggot! Now
take a good look at my cock, and answer me!"

Still on my knees, with Enrico standing over me, holding his cock with
his left fist wrapped around it, brushing it's thick mushroom head over
my lips, while waiting for my reply, I couldn't pull my eyes away from
his cock to look up at him!

Seeing his free hand curl up into a fist, I answered his question. "I
guess I kinda liked it Enrico, I mean giving another dude a blow job?
...well! ... it actually wasn't as bad as I imagined it would be. So I
guess I was ok with it....but the taste of cum wasn't so great...you
know?"

The two young Latino brothers stood over me laughing, as Enrico insured
me, that my unappreciative taste, along with the lack of desire, for the
taste of another dudes cum, would soon change. "Trust me fagboy, before
we all leave here tonight, and as my personal cocksucker, you will grow
to not only love the taste of straight boy cum, you will even be beggin
for it, now you can start, by beggin my bro, you wanna blow him? Ya you
do! So beg him, to let you! Tell him how badly you wanna give him one of
your very special blow jobs...K?"

Enrico stepped aside, and his twin Chico took his place in front of me,
pressing his balls against my lips, and laughing. "I gotta tell ya fag,
you gotta be the first queer we ever met that don't like the taste of
another dudes creamy sperm, but no biggy, cause within the next two
hours, you gonna be slurpin it down you throat and beggin for more. Now
lick my nuts, then beg me, to let you blow me!"

I began to protest, that all this had gone way too far, and that giving
blow jobs and licking the winners balls were not part of the original
deal as far as the fight club went. "Listen dudes...this has gotten way
out of control, the fight club was set up to have school fights away from
the school, so that no none would have to serve detention for fighting on
school property......then my friend Cory took it a step further by
declaring that the loser had to submit to the winner and jerk him off,
but that's as far as it goes, no further! So Enrico, you managed to get
an extra bonus.....but that's it ....no more...in other words, I'm not
licking your brothers nads, and I'm not begging him to let me blow
him...K?"

Enrico didn't have time to respond, before I felt Chico's fist slam
into the side of my face. "Shut the fuck up, faggot! Now get busy licking
and begging! Like you said, there is no more fight club, just a quiet
little hide-a-way where a straight dude can get a fuckin blow job when
his girlfriend either isn't into that shit, or not in the mood....now
unless you wanna feel a little more of the force behind these
fists.....you better get busy!"

I rubbed the side of my face, and jaw, Chico's punch, although far from
his hardest, still hurt like hell! Needless to say, I stuck out my tongue
and began licking the masculine scented balls of Chico, and continued
doing so, for what seemed to be ten to fifteen minutes. Till Chico
grabbed a handful of my hair, and demanded that I begin begging him for
permission to blow him.

I decided that it couldn't possibly be all that bad, I mean after all,
wasn't I loving the taste of his twin brothers dick, and if that's
true, why wouldn't I love Chico's as well?

I glanced up into his eyes, and decided to give into his demand. I acted
out the scene as I figured he would want it, putting on a damn good show,
if I must say so my self! "Chico, please let me blow you....I need to
taste your dick, I need to feel it invading my mouth and
throat......please fill my mouth with your powerful cock....please let me
worship it?"

The loud sound of applauding nearly scared the shit out of me, I turned
my head, and there stood Cory, Jamie, and Ian, all clapping their hands
as I knelt at the feet of Chico and begged him to let me blow him.

Just as I was wondering why they were all here at the barn, Cory
approached Chico and me, placed his arm around Chico and laughed. "So has
he caught on yet or do we need to draw the faggot a picture?"

Chico turned to Cory, and smiled. "We were waiting for you to show up
before saying anything! So should we break the news to him now?"

Cory gently pushed Chico aside, stood over me, and grabbed his crotch.
"Got some bad news for you, faggot! Your best bud Ian just got all of
that on the video cam, soon, not only will the whole school know all
about you, but the whole fuckin town will know too! Thing is Troy? I
already had you pegged for being a fuckin queer. Now let me try and break
this to you gently. While you and the rest of our gang were trying to
come up with a plan to spend less time in detention for fighting on
school property, me and my lil gang of four here, were trying to figure
out a way we could get head more often! It seems to be getting harder and
harder these days to get one of our bitches to blow us, so my little
cousin Jamie came up with the idea of maybe finding a faggot at school,
and using his mouth whenever the need occurred, as apposed to going
without! Ya know? We figured we'd use the faggot when we couldn't get a
real pussy to blow us. Then all within a two day period of searchin for a
fag, we hit gold, first Jamie finds a fag, then Chico finds a fag. Of
course I had to help set up that little fight with Chico and Ian, but it
all worked out the way we planned.

Then the four of us, spent a couple of nights in my tent, and taught Ian
how to be a good little faggot, how to obey and serve us, in whatever way
we needed servin! By the way, let me introduce you to My little cousin
Jamie, and his next door neighbors Chico and Enrico, they've been
friends for years, and so the four of us are kinda like a little family,
ya know? Now here's the thing, I owe you a fuckin tremendous beating,
but it just wouldn't seem right beating the fuck out of an old friend of
mine, especially since he's such a fuckin pussy faggot! Besides, I
figured you'd just go crying to your brothers, that I beat you up! So I
gave the privilege of beating you up, to my little cousin Jamie, and
he's as happy as a pig in shit, aintcha Jamie? But before I turn you
over to Superboy, I want a little something from you, kinda like a down
payment for not posting this new vid on the net right away! Take out my
cock and kiss it! As a matter of fact, kiss it a few times, using your
lips and tongue! I have to admit, you're the prettiest little faggot so
far! So getting head from you, is even waaay better than getting head
from a real bitch, plus we can be as rough with you as we want, now aint
that the truth, queerboy?"

I was still in shock even after Cory finished with his long speech, It
wasn't just the fact that Cory used me to line up this Fight Club thing,
it was also the fact that he had my best friend wrapped around his little
finger, or should I say cock? My fucking best friend for like ever, just
video taped me begging another dude to let me blow him, and the whole
thing was a set-up, that he himself was obviously a part of! What the
fuck is up with that shit?

I felt Cory's hand pulling on my hair, forcing me to look up at him.
"Come on dude, don't keep us all waiting, we have a brutal fight lined
up, and the champ is a little antsy to get it on, if you get my drift! So
get my dick out, and start kissing it, like you've obviously been wantin
to do for a long while now!"

I can't even begin to tell you how humiliated I was, even after sucking
Enrico's dick, and eating his cum. The humiliation was still awful! Yet,
I knew unless I do as Cory demands, things would more than likely get a
hell of a lot worse. If this video of me sucking Enrico off, and then
begging his brother to let me do the same to him, ever got out, and my
brothers saw it? Ooooh my God! I didn't even want to think about it!

I unbuttoned Cory's jeans, then unzipped them. I looked up at him once
again, and pleaded with him. "Hey Core, listen dude, please don't make
me do this, we're friends dude! Remember?"

My pleading only brought on a fit of laughter from Cory. "We're friends?
That isn't what I remember you saying to Ian the other night, now is it?
Besides Troy, I'd much rather forsake our precious friendship, than to
pass up the opportunity of feeling your pretty and I might add, quite
lucius lips, locked on to my thick cock-head! Now get on with it,
cocksucker!"

I knew it would be no use continuing with my begging, besides, it was
only adding to my humiliation. So I reached inside the crotch of his
jeans, and felt the soft cotton of his underwear, and the huge thick cock
hiding behind the cotton.

I started to put my fingers through the fly opening, but was stopped by
Cory. "Nooooo way faggot, I want you to tuck the waistband of my
underwear under my sac! Dontcha wanna see the whole package?"

I did as Cory wanted, and there it was, like a great one eyed monster,
demanding some attention. I knelt there staring at it for a few minutes,
till Cory slapped me, hard! "I'm not gonna tell you again....get on with
it...NOW FAGGOT!"

Jamie also snapped at me. "Come on let's get this over with, I've got a
ton of aggression to unload tonight, not to mention a ton of my precious
sperm."

I wrapped my fist around Cory's thick tool, and pointed the head towards
my mouth. His cock had to be at least eight inches, but it was the
thickness of it that scared me, as I thought to myself....if he makes me
blow him later, I'll surely choke to death!

I brought his cock-head to my lips, and kissed it gently.

This brought a ton of applause from everyone there, but not from Cory, as
I once again felt a stinging slap to the side of my face, knocking me
sideways a little. "I said KISS IT! YOU FUCKING QUEER! Use some tongue,
wrap your fuckin fag lips around it...and kiss it like you're in love
with it!"

I looked up at all the dudes standing around us in a semi circle, I
noticed the video cam still running, and still being held by my best bud
Ian. "K, Cory I'll do whatever you say, but can you please ask Ian to
turn that thing off....please?"

This time two very hard slaps connected to my face, one on each side,
they stung so bad, they caused tears to trickle down my cheeks almost
immediately. A very defiant Cory was now totally pissed. "You've got two
seconds to obey me you fuckin piece of shit, otherwise it WILL be me
workin you over, not Jamie, and trust me, there wont be much left of your
queer face to fuck, by the time I'm done breaking you in!"

I wasted no more time doing as Cory had ordered! I kissed the thick
mushroom shaped cock-head right on it's piss-slit several times, then
took the head between my lips and massaged it with my tongue, trying to
fit the tip of my tongue into the piss-slit, thinking this would surely
please Cory!

I was right, the moans coming from Cory while the tip of my tongue tried
in vain to slip deep inside his piss-slit, informed me, that he was now
pleased with me. "Yaaaaaa! That's it faggot, work your queer tongue
inside my cock!.......Fuckin awesome dudes, this pretty little face
we've got here, is trying to sink his tongue deep inside my fuckin
cock...and it feels so waaaaay fuckin rad!"

I continued lapping at his cock-head, till he pulled my head away. "K
queerboy, before my little cousin beats the fuck outta you, give my balls
a quick cleaning, and Ian you fuckin homo.....make sure you get all of
this...you hear?"

I really wasn't overly surprised when Ian responded with a "Yes Sir!
I'm gettin it all, SIR!"

Cory cupped his heavy balls in the palm of his left hand, allowing me
easy access, and a birds eye view for the video cam.

I again stuck out my tongue, and began lapping away at yet another
private part of Cory's body.

The odor was very masculine, kind of hypnotizing, I had smelt this same
faint, manly aroma, millions of times in the gyms and the locker-rooms,
but never up close like this!

I tasted a warm musky flavor, a little salty, but other wise not too
dirty. I licked and lapped his entire nut-sac, before he once again
pulled my head away. "Ok...ok...faggot, you trying to over work my nuts
for all the sperm inside em? Don't worry Troy...you'll be gettin plenty
of my warm cum soon....real soon! But now..... Jamie needs to teach you a
lesson for what you did to me the other night! ......Let me just say this
dude, you'll never be the same after leaving here tonight.....you'll be
standin at the front doors at school......begging for cock! And the best
part of having you as one of our faggot slaves, is this barn....this is
so fuckin private...the best place to fuck face whenever we want....eh
dudes?"

A loud "HELL YA!" from the group in unison, Followed by Jamie's
"Fuck...think about it guy's.... last week when we were planning on
using a fag from school to blow us....we didn't even have a clue how to
go about gettin one....now we have four...one for each of us...plus a
fucking wicked great place to be receiving the blow-jobs...aint this
fuckin awesome?........woooohoooo!"

I was then instructed by Cory to get ready for the fight! "K Troy, it's
time dude! Hope my little cousin doesn't hurt you too bad, but then
again, you fuckin deserve it after the other night! So you'll
understand, if I don't pull him off you, if he happens to get carried
away, right?"

I looked up and saw Jamie already stripping. I kinda hoped he wasn't
wearing the same sexy briefs he wore last time, while fighting Johnnie. I
was afraid I might be turned on a little, with his golden boy muscles,
and wearing nothing but a shiny skimpy tight wrestlers brief.

When I turned again and looked over at him, my eyes nearly popped out of
their sockets. Jamie was wearing a skimpy black leather type of speedo,
with a zipper running down the front, and the same black leather
fingerless gloves he wore the other night! He had a thin black leather
strap wrapped around his biceps, and another one wrapped around his right
thigh, and again he wore no socks. My mind raced back to the other night
when he mashed his bare feet into Johnnie's face, and forced him to lick
and suck his toes, but, checking out that huge basket wrapped so tightly
in black leather, frightened me far more, than the thought of him
standing on my face! Even with this fear hanging over my head, I
couldn't help but wonder where this dude finds all these sexy briefs!

My gut and neck still hurting from the beating Enrico gave me a little
while ago, was another major concern of mine, not to mention how sore my
mouth and throat still remained, add to that, the stinging slaps to my
face from Cory. So yeah, I already was a fucking mess, even before taking
on this dude a couple of years younger than me.

I stripped to my boxer shorts, per order of Cory. "K Troy, we bought
Jamie something special to wear tonight, just for you!

I didn't expect you to come out of your closet as easily as you did, so
I thought if Jamie wore something erotic, it would tempt you a little
more! Now strip down to your underwear, and let's get this fight over
with, so us straight jocks can get some head before leaving here
tonight!"

Standing at one end of the mat, and Jamie at the other, smiling at me
while flexing his mighty guns, I wondered, why even bother to fight him,
may as well just let him beat the fuck out of me, and get it over with! I
mean, I knew I was no match for any of these jocks, including this kid
Jamie.

Cory brought along that stupid fucking whistle, to let us know when to
begin! Like I needed to hear a frigging whistle, warning me when it was
time for my beating!

Jamie wasted no time heading towards me, then he stopped in the center of
the mats, and began posing, showing off his young awesome body, and all
of the hard work-outs that went into creating those hard muscles.

If Cory was telling me the truth, and he bought Jamie that leather speedo
just to arouse me, then I have to tell you all, it was working!

Young Jamie had the perfect awesome bod, for such an erotic bathing suit,
or whatever the fuck it was.

He did several poses, showing off each group of well developed muscles,
even his tight butt muscles looked awesome.

He must have gotten a haircut since the other day, cause his brownish
hair was now in a studly tightly cropped crew cut type of style. With his
short bangs standing straight up.

His young jockish face with his strong features, looked even more jockish
with this new haircut.

Finally he was ready to teach me some manners, as he stood still waving
at me to approach him. Cory standing close by, outside the mats, gave his
younger cousin some words of advice. "Beat him good Jamie, teach him some
respect for us straight dudes! Teach him how to beg........ and how to
crawl to the four of us, showing respect to those of us that are way
superior than him, at school."

Like an idiot, I started walking towards Jamie, probably more out of
fear, than the desire to get this fight over with.

Once in front of him, I positioned my fists in a boxers stance, not
believing for even a second, that I'd be able to protect myself from
this tough little punk!

The cocky, arrogant, smile pasted on Jamie's face, and the over
confident words that came flowing from his mouth, as he filled me in on
his plans, told me, it was going to be another painful lesson, on how to
be a more submissive, but grateful, faggot. " I have to tell ya, fag,
I've been wantin to fight ya since last week, I know you're gonna be
hurtin once I'm through with ya, but don't worry, cause we all have
plans for that pretty face of yours tonight, I'm not gonna hurt it, or
bloody it, or even rearrange it.....nah! It's just so perfect for
fucking, just as it is....you know? The rest of your body however, is of
no use to us at all, so that is where I'm gonna be doin my damage. When
I'm done with you, and it wont take long, you'll be dropping to your
knees in front of me, whenever you see me, begging me, to let you have a
taste of my cock! Not only me, but you'll be beggin every one else here
tonight, as well as any other high school jock, that can't find head
elsewhere! The best part is, you'll be thanking me, and every other
straight dude that uses your mouth, and I do mean thanking us, cause
you're gonna be so fuckin grateful for all the cock you can get!"

Like a moron, I just stood there listening to everything Jamie was
saying, when I could have easily taken a swing at him.

Jamie however wasn't that polite, as soon as he finished talking, he
spun around so fast, I didn't even see it coming. His bare foot slammed
into my gut so fast, and so hard, all I could do, was to double over with
my gut experiencing the most horrific pain, it had ever felt, from any
dudes punch!

As I was doubled over, Jamie grabbed a fistful of my hair, raising my
head up, so he could get some clear shots with his free fist at my chest
and sides and back, pummeling my body from every direction, with his
powerful fist, while holding me up by my hair.

His punches were so fast, and so hard, there was absolutely no way, I
could block them, never mind, retaliate.

Not knowing where his next punch was intended to strike, I couldn't even
try and protect that particular area.

He continued to hold me up by a fistful of my hair, while punching me in
every part of my body other than my face.

When he finally let go of my hair, he placed both his arms around my body
and squeezed me in the tightest bear hug I had ever experienced. Then
shook me, and rattled me, like I was a little rag doll. Finally literally
throwing me across the mats.

I landed with a loud thump on my belly, I was hurting far too much to
even attempt to raise my bruised body up from the mats.

It wouldn't have mattered even if I could have raised my self up,
because within seconds Jamie was on top of me, sitting on my back,
placing me in a very painful camel clutch, bending and stretching my
back, till I thought for sure he was going to break it. With his strong
arms and hands behind my head, pressing it forward, and my arms held
helplessly in the air, and his butt grinding my lower back into the mat,
I began feeling the horrible pain, instantly!

The pain from this hold was so incredible, I began screaming and begging
immediately.

With my eyes nearly bulging out, I could see Cory standing close by.
"Fuck ya!.....That's what I'm talkin about....make him fuckin scream
for mercy, cousin....oooooh yeeeaaah! dude? You're doin a fuckin
sweeeeet job...work the faggot over...show that piece of shit who the
boss is!"

In case Cory hadn't noticed, Jamie didn't need his mentor guiding him
through this supposedly fight!

Jamie's tight grip, and my upper body being pulled backwards further
than even I thought possible, had me screaming continuously , now even
louder than before. "Oooooh MY God! Pleeeeaaase Jamie, you're killing me
dude! I fucking give already....please? You're seriously going to break
my back dude, please fucking stop!"

It was another five minutes of pure torture, before Jamie slammed my head
down into the mat.

He turned me over onto my back and sat practically on my neck, with his
tight, protruding, leather basket, resting on my lips. "Have you ever
tasted leather before, fag? Cory says you queers like tough dudes in
leather, so get a good taste of it dude, and don't say I never gave you
anything!"

Jamie's remarks had every one watching, in hysterics.

With Jamie's nut-sac covered in leather, laying on top of my mouth, and
barely touching my nose, I got a good wiff of the intoxicating aroma, of
the soft leather.

I'm not sure which tempted my desires more, the feel of the tough bulge
resting on my mouth, the odor seeping from it, or the knowledge that on
the other side of that leather, was yet another muscle of this young
dude, I had yet seen, at least not a close -up of it!

Jamie began sliding his butt up and down my face, the leather so tight it
kind of looked as though he had a slight wedgie, making his tight
muscular buns appear even more sexy.

He finally just sat on my face, demanding I get another taste of the soft
leather. "There you go queerboy, kiss my butt, then lick it! I know
you're liking the taste, and in a minute you'll get to taste the real
thing."

I felt as though I was being smothered, I was having a hard time
breathing, my face now covered completely by Jamie's tight butt.

I did my best, obeying Jamie's latest command, pressing my lips
together, in the form of a kiss, then sticking my tongue out, pressing it
as hard as I could against his butt, in hopes he could actually feel it,
so he'd know I was obeying his commands.

Jamie remained sitting on my face, even as I continued struggling to
breathe. I placed the palm of my hands on his thighs, then began hitting
his thighs, letting him know my breathing was getting more complicated.

Jamie, not accepting the hint, grabbed my right hand and placed it on his
crotch, moving my palm up and down the leather outline of his shaft. I
was even having a hard time hearing him, as he hurled verbal assaults at
me, one after another. "Feel that? Feels awesome, don't it? That's your
next meal, fagboy! Bet you can't wait to taste my dick, I know I sure as
hell can't wait to feed you!"

I knew I was nearly ready to pass out, as I began struggling with all my
strength, trying with all my might to twist and turn, and wiggle out from
beneath the muscle boy on top of me.

After a moment or so, of heaving my legs in the air, and all the twisting
and wiggling, Jamie finally slid back onto my chest, laughing like crazy.
"What's the matter dude, you didn't like your face buried under my
butt? Maybe you like this better, eh!"

After promising he wouldn't, Jamie, began lightly punching me in the
face, far from hard blows, but his leathered fists still hurt.

I knew he was holding back immensely, they were more or less just love
taps, but after hitting me over a dozen times, I began crying like a
baby, trying to plead with him to stop, but not being able to get the
words out in between the punches!

Cory knew that Jamie was holding back, and why he was.

They must have all agreed to leave my face alone tonight, since Enrico
had held off from messing up my face as well.

I guess I should have been grateful for that, but the rest of my body now
felt as though it had been placed through a meat grinder.

When Jamie finally stopped punching my face, he stood up, then reached
down grabbing a fistful of my hair, and pulled me up, so that I was
standing in front of him.

Still holding on to my hair, he lifted his left arm, and shoved my face
into his pit. Gritting his teeth, he snarled at me. "Suck on that for a
few, you fuckin faggot! I don't know about the other three, but with me,
you're gonna learn to worship my whole fuckin bod, if you wanna spend
time blowin me, that is! Stick out that freakin tongue, and work that
pit, you fuckin low life fag!"

There may have been very little hair under Jamie's pits, but that
didn't stop them from sweating. First my nose picked up the light scent
of perspiration, then my tongue began licking at the slightly moist arm
pit. Normally, this would be enough to make me barf, but for some strange
reason, I not only found the odor to be a little erotic, but the taste of
another dudes sweat, and the fact that I was being dominated into doing
whatever this younger dude ordered, was beginning to turn me on.

Up until Cory pushed my face into his crotch the other night, I really
believed I was straight. I mean, I've done a few girls, maybe not all
the way, but I have fondled and kissed enough of them to satisfy my
earlier fears about the names my brother Kent would often call me!

Kent is two years older than me, and up till a couple of years ago, he
would often rough house with me, always ending up on top of course, on
top of my back that is, and while laying on top of me for long periods of
time, he'd hump my butt, till I felt his cock throb through his shorts
or jeans, or whatever it was he was wearing at the time.

He would hump me slowly, then fast, soft, then hard, all the while
telling me what a pretty fag I was, and often calling me other names to
humiliate me, while I laid helpless under his well built bod.

It never went any further than that, I mean he never took his dick out or
anything., but I wasn't stupid, I knew he was getting off, his heavy
breathing in my ear, and the soft moaning sounds coming from him, as he
called me queer names, telling me I was gonna get the real thing some
day. Then he would always end the humping, by thrusting his body into me
real hard, I'd feel his thick cock throbbing big time, and then the
smell of the unmistakable odor, of boy juice. He'd continue laying on
top of me for fifteen minutes or longer, after he shot! Warning me if I
told any of my other brothers, he'd beat me to a pulp everyday for a
month.

Anyways, that all stopped after Kent hit his senior year of High School,
I guess that was when he started fucking Joanie Shaw, but the point I'm
getting at is, he placed the fear of God in me, those few years he road
my back.

Which forced me to prove to myself I wasn't all those things he had
called me. I started going out with as many girls as I could, kissed, and
initiated foreplay with as many girls as would let me, but always
stopping short of a home run. Now I know why!

After being made to tongue bathe both of Jamie's pits, he pushed me to
my knees. "K cocksucker, now you get to sample another dudes cock,
you're gonna blow me now,, and anytime after tonight, when I want my
dick sucked? You and I are gonna meet here, and I'm gonna feed you, till
I'm dry! You got that, faggot?"

I nodded my head yes, but that wasn't good enough for Jamie.

"Nooooo! I wanna hear you say `yes Master Jamie, anytime after tonight
you want a blow job....I will meet you hear and suck you, till your dry!"

I repeated word for word what Jamie wanted to hear, not exactly sure what
`till I'm dry' meant, but assuming it meant I'd be giving him a
couple of blow-jobs in the same night.

Jamie looked over to the others and grinned, then back down to me with a
smirk! "Oooohhh ya! You're gonna make us a fine faggot slaveboy, we're
gonna have ton's of fun here in this old barn shooting our unborn babies
down your fuckin queer throat! Now unzip my leather speedo, with your
teeth, you fag!"

I struggled to accommodate Jamie's last order, but after several
minutes, I managed to pull the zipper over the well rounded leather
package!

Jamie then ordered me to pull the speedo down to the floor, and as he
stepped out of it, I looked up and got my first close up of Jamie's huge
balls, and an average size dick, but a whopper just the same.

Jamie was all smiles, as he stood over me, with my lips practically
touching his nut-sac. Now so tempted to just lean in and kiss it, I held
off from fear of being labeled a queer slut. "No way faggot! That's not
where you start, that's next to the last stop! First.... I want you to
kiss my feet, even lick em, then I want you to go behind me, and kiss my
ass! You need to prove to me, you really want to blow me, before I can
allow you to do so! Now get started pretty boy!"

I of course dropped down to the mat, and kissed Jamie's feet, one after
the other, then stuck out my tongue and began licking them amid loud
laughter, and verbal assaults, calling me every queer name one could
think of! The thing that hurt the most, wasn't so much the humiliation,
but that amongst the name calling voices, was that of my best bud Ian!
Hadn't he ever heard of that old saying our parents taught us, `people
that live in glass houses shouldn't throw stones' ?

After several minutes of licking Jamie's feet, I was given his ok to
move around to his butt. "K, cum-breath, you can do my butt now, I wanna
feel you kissing my ass, so you better do a good job, or Master Jamie may
not let you suck his cock tonight!"

Again tons of laughter, followed by several shouts. "You're lucky Jamie
only wants his butt kissed, I can guarantee you, that I, Master Enrico,
will be wanting that pretty face of yours, burying it's tongue deep
inside MY butt!" Again a roar of laughter, followed by Josh's rude
comment. "Ooooh ya! Troy, you fuckin faggot, I plan on sitting on you
pretty face for hours, while your tongue fucks my butt!"

Before I even reached Jamie's butt, I was literally crying, from the
humiliating comments, I had never even heard of any one ever sticking
their tongue into some one else's ass, so I was sure they were all just
trying to gross me out, but the humiliation was intolerable!

I hesitated now, before leaning in and actually kissing Jamie's butt,
all the rude comments were gross, and even tho, he sat on my face a
little while ago, it was at least covered then, but now, it's bare!

An angry Jamie, gave me the momentum to do as he ordered. "Go ahead, kiss
it you queer, or not only will you not get to blow me, but I'll spend
the next hour beating the shit outta you!"

I pressed my lips against his smooth, well muscled globes, and kissed
each one several times, before he commanded me to kiss and lick his
nut-sac. "That's good enough! .......Man! ....You really are a fuckin
fag, eh? Get over hear now, and make love to my balls, I want you to
clean em as well as you cleaned my sweaty arm pits!"

By this time, I was already humiliated far beyond the breaking point. I
had already cried, and begged, licked arm-pits, and literally kissed this
younger jocks ass in front of my best friend, and three other dudes, not
to mention blowing another dude earlier, all of which was videoed.
Anything from here on in, would only be a repeat performance, nothing
that wasn't already on the vid.

I knelt in front of Jamie, and without being told, I began licking the
sweat off his smooth balls. I became intoxicated from the masculine but
sweet odor reeking from Jamie's nut-sac. It was, as a matter of fact, at
this point, that I admitted to myself, that I truly was a faggot.

I licked and lapped every inch of this young studs huge balls, over and
over again, knowing damn well that my next meal was building up inside of
them, and if the size of a dudes balls was an indication of how much cum
was inside, my next meal would be like having Thanksgiving dinner earlier
this year!

As I placed my all into this task, licking, lapping, even sucking,
Jamie's massive nut-sac, In the distant I could hear the laughter and
the very rude comments, even the names they were calling me, but as I
began blocking it all out, the sounds began drifting further away, gone
was the humiliation, in it's place was a new feeling, a feeling and a
desire to worship every inch of this wicked hot bully, and as often, as
he wanted!

Well, as I said in the beginning, that was a little over a year ago!

The old barn became the place to go and get a decent blow job, if your
girlfriend wasn't into it. There are now six of us fags in school, that
are used for the pleasure and enjoyment of now sixteen straight dudes. I
somehow became the favorite cocksucker, even have some of these straight
jocks fighting over me. Jamie is still my favorite jock, and when he's
home from school, my brother Kent is my second favorite!

I just don't know, how our simple little fight club, got so out of hand!

				 The End!