Date: Wed, 24 Jul 2019 12:06:34 +1000
From: thisotherdude123@gmail.com
Subject: Psychic and friends - Psychic and friends ep 1

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Author notes and disclaimer

This is fiction.

Boys and men are the sexual theme in this story if you don't like it don't
read.  This has been in my head for a while so I took a break from
Cameron's Feature Films to write it.

If you like it tell me so I will continue it and if you don't like it also
tell me so I write better in the future :)

This is a slow burn story, so no "sex" in this chapter but its silly fun
and I hope you will give it a chance non the less.
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"Episode one: Pilot"

Theme song/Opening montage:

"Psychic and friends doo doo doo, psychic and friends doo doo YEAH!" sung a
chorus of boys.

"You boys better get a move on the school bus is outside." Mr. Deephole
shouted from the kitchen as he packed his sons lunches into brown paper
bags and stuffed them into his son's backpacks.

Profile: Mr. Deephole.

Mr. Deephole was 32 years old and had just recently divorced from his wife
as she went off to have a career in another state and he was given full
custody of their children. He wore a smart suit as he was about to leave
for work. He worked as an architect. His black hair well groomed, brown
eyes somewhat tired as he worked a lot and in his off time cleaned up after
his two sons. A healthy diet and constant running around kept him in shape
as he had to keep up with his two sometimes chaotic sons. And though he had
time to groom his face the rest of his body was a hairy jungle as he hadn't
dated since the divorce and didn't see a reason to keep it groomed and also
he hadn't the time.

Sexuality: Bisexual.


"Cough!, Cough!" Zachary Deephole faked a loud cough as he made his way
down stairs wrapped up in his quilt.

Profile: Zachary/Zac Deephole

Zachary Deephole had just turned 9 years old last week and is a well-known
trouble maker in the local community. His fiery curly red hair, bright blue
eyes, pale skin, freckled face and red lips made him stand out as he looked
nothing like his dad or brother. His looks took after his mother but his
hellish behaviour was all his own. No one knows why he started his crazy
antics but no one knows what to do to stop him. No matter how may spankings
his perky little butt gets he never changes.

Sexuality: Unknown.


"You sick son?" Mr. Deephole walked over to his son and touched his
forehead.

"Yeah dad it's real bad I guess I can't go to school." Zac said in a sad
voice and coughed some more.

Before either could say more Philip walked into the room.

"Morning Dad, Morning twerp." Philp greeted his dad and little brother.


Profile: Philip/Phil Deephole.

Philip Deephole was 12 years old and had recently started high school. He
tried his best to get good grades and behave himself but somehow always got
in to troublesome situations. He is the leader of his small trio of
friends. He was a handsome boy as his looks mostly took after his
father. Short well-kept black hair and blue eyes.  Also don't tell
anyone...Philip is a psychic. He can't control it but he gets small visions
ever now and then so he can see what is going to happen. The only problem
is he only see the future for a few seconds and gets no context to
them. Only Atticus and Holly know he's psychic he hasn't told his dad and
as much as he loves his brother he doesn't trust him with such a big
secret.

Sexuality: Gay.


"Shut up stupid I'm sick." Zac faked more coughs.

"Sure your as sick as I am stupid." Phil said as he approached his little
brother and pulled away the quilt to reveal the boy had on several pairs of
pyjamas on under the quilt.

"Upstairs and get dressed the bus is here." Mr. Deephole said as he set Zac
upstairs with a swat a the boy's behind.

"See you later dad." Philp said as he grabbed his backpack.

"Yeah but before you go could you watch Zac after school I have to work
late." Mr. Deephole said as he hoped Phil would mined.

"Dad that's the third time this week and its only Wednesday. I can't
anyways we are gonna hang out at Holly's after school." Philp said as he
had plans and didn't want to be stuck with the twerp.

"Take him with you." Mr. Deephole reasoned.

"I can't last time I took him to Holly's he set their house on fire so he's
not allowed back there again." Philip argued.

"Oh yeah." Mr. Deephole remembered as he turned around to look inside the
fridge to see what he could take to work for lunch.

"Call Jason to watch him." Philip said as he left for school.

"He won't come...back." Mr. Deephole said as he turned back to see his son
had left.

Mr. Deephole decided it at least try to get Jason to babysit Zac.

"Ring! Ring!" Jason's phone sounded in his pocket.

"Hello Jason speaking." Jason answered the phone.


Profile: Jason Tummytickler.

Jason Tummytickler was 16 years old and played many sports. He had some
muscle tone but wasn't bulky as he played everything from dodgeball to
football. He had black hair which grew very slowly and he was afraid that
he would go bald as his dad had lost his hair when he was very young. He
also had brown eyes and he was deep into puberty as he had grown tall which
helped when he played basketball.

Sexuality: Bisexual.


"Hey Jason it's Mr. Deephole listen I need to ask if you could babysit Zac
again."

"No! No! No! a thousand times no." Jason went wide eyed and sounded
terrified.

"Oh come on it wasn't that bad." Mr. Deephole tried

"Not that bad? I almost lost an arm." Jason said still panicked

"Hey I sorry that happened but honest I don't know how he got a shark in
the house."  Mr. Deephole pleaded.

"It wasn't the shark it was the tiger." Jason corrected the man.

"I don't even know how he stole them from the zoo." Mr. Deephole said.

"Sorry Mr. Deephole it's still no." Jason said as he shook his head.

"I'll pay you double." Mr. Deephole offered.

"No." Jason said bluntly.

"Triple." Mr. Deephole offered again.

"No." Jason again bluntly stated.

"I'll pay you double and then triple it." Mr. Deephole begged.

"...Fine but if I lose any part of my body your son is dead meat." Jason
agreed

"Fair enough." Mr. Deephole laughed as life would be a lot easier without
Zac and his pranks.

"See you later Jason." Mr. Deephole hung up.

"Think of the money, think of the money, think of the money." Jason
repeated to himself as he clutched his phone in his hands with such
strength it started to crumple in his hand.

"Such a good kid." Mr. Deephole thought to himself.

At this time Zac dressed for school re-appeared in and grabbed his backpack
and ran out the door.

"STOP!" Mr. Deephole yelled out to Zac.

Zac stopped on the lawn and Mr. Deephole approach his son.

"What?" Zac asked.

"Hand it over." Mr. Deephole held out his hand.

"I don't got nothing." Zac shrugged with his hands behind his back.

"Hand it over." Mr. Deephole repeated slowly.

"Fine." Zac said as he handed over hair spray, a leaf blower and matches.

"Jason will babysit you after school. See you later son love you."
Mr. Deephole hugged his son and kissed the top of his head.

"Dad your embarrassing me." Zac said as he rubbed off the kiss.

Mr. Deephole laughed and kissed his son all over his face as the boy moved
his head and tried to avoid them and then ran off so he wouldn't miss the
bus.


"At High-School."

"Ring!" the school bell goes to signal that the first period.

"OMG Miss Minuscock always makes first period go on forever." Holly said as
she exited the classroom to her best friends Philip and Atticus.


Profile: Holly Freehump.

Lucas Holland Freehump was a boy at birth but found he wanted to be a girl
so he grew his blonde hair long and started to wear girls clothes he cut
his middle name in half and re-named himself Holly. His/her father was fine
with this and even encouraged his son/daughter to do as he/she
wished. (Mr. Freehump always had a soft spot for his son/daughter and could
only want his son/daughter to be happy.). They relocated when Lucas fully
turned into Holly and only a few knew Holly was indeed a boy. All staff at
the school know and her friends Philip and Atticus her two best friends
know as well. Holly was 12 years old she had long blonde hair, blue eyes,
long hairless legs and was very proud of her ass which she swayed with
every step and all the boys would watch it bounce as she walked down the
hall. She wore little make up but she never really needed any even on her
worst day she would still be in the top five hottest girls in the school
even with her being a boy and flat chest. She doesn't have a hard time
hiding her penis as it is very small and her balls hadn't dropped yet.

Sexuality: slut.


"I know right only she can make an hour feel like a whole day has past."
Philip relied.

"Oh come on it wasn't that bad sure algebra is boring but wait until we add
fractions to it then it gets real exciting." Atticus said with glee as the
trio of friends made there way to their lockers.


Profile: Atticus Smartwank.

Atticus Smartwank was 10 years old and was the newest of the trio of
friends they met just when they all started high-school on the first
day. Atticus was the smartest kid in their enitire year level and the year
level above that. But being so young the faculty didn't want him to feel so
alone so they put him in the youngest year level. Seeing that he made two
new friends on the first day and that was two more friends than he ever had
this was a major success. Atticus was a very short boy he was half a head
shorter than Zac who was a year younger than him. Atticus wore thick square
glasses and they were held by his ears which were a little to big for his
head. Behind the glasses were two green eyes, his brown hair was cut
short. He was all skin and bones unlike his dad who had developed some
muscle as he was the high-school's Coach/gym teacher.

Sexuality: Gay.


When They all reached their lockers they switched their books and for the
next period's books.  Suddenly Philip stopped dead in his tracks as his
body froze and he stared blankly at his locker.  He was having a psychic
vision.

"Philip? Philip." Atticus asked.

Philip finally moved and looked to Atticus with concern.

"I had a vision."

"About what." Holly asked.

"It was you Atticus and you were hanging from your locker with your
underwear jammed in the door. And the only other thing you were wearing was
your gym socks." Philip said to his friend.

"Did you see anything else." Atticus asked.

"No but I did hear The Pummeller laughing." Philip said.

"Oh no The Pummeller is gonna beat me up." Atticus said scared.

"Why would he beat you up?" Holly said as the bell rang for class.

"I don't know but I won't give I'm a reason. Oh look a lucky penny."
Atticus said as he reached down for the penny.

Atticus was in the middle of the hallway bent over as he picked up the
penny The Pummeller walked around the corner. The Pummeller was eating a
whole cake he had stolen and didn't see he small boy bent over in the
middle of the hallway.

"THUMP! and SPLAT!" Echoed throughout the hallway

Atticus stood up straight, in his small hand he held the penny and looked
to what had tripped over him and saw a large boy face down on the ground
and his face covered in cake.

"SMARTWANK! your dead." The Pummeller yelled with his fists clenched and
face covered in cake.


Profile: The Pummeller.

The Pummeller's real name is unknown as well as his origins. His age was
roughly around mid twenties however he was still in the same year level as
Atticus, Philip and Holly but the only class they shared was gym class. The
only reason he was allowed to remain in school is due to a mysterious
donator believed to be the boy's parents. He was well known for his skills
of Pummelling kids into dust as he had never lost a fight.

Sexuality: Pummel.


"Run." Philip quickly said as the trio of friends ran to their next class.

They avoided The Pummeller for most of the day as They tried to come up
with a plan. At lunch time they hid in the janitor's workshop as they ate
their lunch.

"Thanks for letting us hide out here Mr. Tummytickler." Atticus thanked the
janitor as he had let them use his office as a hide out to avoid The
Pummeller.

"No problems boys...and Holly anything to help kind youngsters like
yourselves."  Mr. Tummytickler said as they ate there lunches together.


Profile: Mr. Tummytickler.

Mr. Tummytickler was the proud father of Jason Tummytickler. He had a
well-paying job but gave it up to spend more time with his son. At 47 years
old he now work at the school Jason attended and never missed a game that
Jason played in. Whether it was a home game or an away game he was there to
support his son. He use to play sports himself but those days were behind
him and as such he ate what he pleased and his once muscular frame had
disappeared and was replaced by a belly full of food that bulged out from
his waist. He had also lost his hair when he was just a teenager and has
been bald ever since. His brown eyes were soft and kind as was his
demeanour. He hate that he was a stereotype of a black man that was a
janitor but it was a small cost to spend more time with his son. Jason's
mother had left him on Mr. Tummytickler's doorstep and sped off with here
other boyfriend before Mr. Tummytickler could even answer the door.

Sexuality: As long as it can't get pregnant he'll fuck it.


"So any ideas so I don't get pummelled?" Atticus said as he had barely
touched his food.

"We could skip class." Holly said as she ate her salad.

"No way I have perfect attendance not going to happen. And besides my dad
is the gym teacher." Atticus said as he pushed around his chicken sandwich
his stomach didn't crave food right now as if turned with the idea of
getting pummelled.

"What if you pretended to be sick than it would count against your
attendance." Mr. Tummytickler said as he finished his lunch.

"No cause dad will stick a thermomotor up my butt again and last time..."
Atticus stopped mid sentence.

"What?" Mr. Tummytickler asked.

"He got a stiffy." Holly said as she giggled.

Philip, Holly and Mr. Tummytickler all laughed and giggled as Atticus
blushed and sunk down into his chair.

"That was a secret." Atticus pouted.

"Well boys and Holly I wish you the best of luck coming up with a plan. But
now I gotta change and get back to work."

Mr. Tummytickler said as he stood and un-zipped his coveralls and his big
black belly bulged out followed by his long thick soft 7 inch black cock
that landed in Atticus lunchbox and right on top of Atticus's chicken
sandwich.

"Oh sorry about that I swear I put on underwear today." Mr. Tummytickler
said as he brushed off the crumbs that had attached themselves to his cock.

Before anyone could act Holly had snatched the sandwich and took a big bite
out of it.

"Hey." Atticus complained to Holly.

"What I like dark meat." Holly said as she took another big bite and smiled
up at the big black naked janitor.

Atticus snatched the sandwich back and quickly finished it. As
Mr. Tummytickler turned around Holly felt Mr. Tummytickler's cock scrape
across her arm and as it did she could see that it was thicker than her
arm. The trio of friends all had stiff erections in their underwear
including Holly who's 3 inch boy penis throbbed and jumped as high as it
could in her panties. Atticus's thin 6 inches almost broke through the
elastic of his white underwear as it tried to reach his
bellybutton. Finally Philip's 5 inches trembled with excitement as he watch
his friends fight over a chicken and black cock sandwich.

Mr. Tummytickler had turned around to re-dress and his big black butt was
all the boy's and Holly could stare at. Philip watched as each big black
cheek shifted as the man pulled up a new pair of coveralls.

"What's up with Phil?" Mr. Tummytickle asked as he turn to leave.

Both Holly and Atticus had stopped staring and noticed the Philip was still
staring. Then They realised that he was having another psychic vision.

"Oh well he's um..." Holly could think with such a tasty big cock in the
room.

"Daydreaming. He's daydreaming." Atticus said quickly to cover for both
Holly and Philip.

"You sure he's ok?" Mr. Tummytickler waved his hand in front of Philip's
face.

"Hey he does this all the time. He's a bit weird like that." Holly said as
Atticus nodded in agreement.

"Ok well lock up when you leave. You boys enjoy rest of your lunch."
Mr. Tummytickler said as he left.

"Ahem." Holly exclaimed a cough.

"And Holly." Mr. Tummytickler popped his head back in and then left again
to do his duties.

Soon after Philip had come back from his psychic vision.

"Woah." Philip exclaimed.

"What'd you see?" Holly asked.

"I saw everyone applauding Atticus and saying way to stand up to The
Pummeller." Philip said.

"Wow all you have to do is stand up for yourself and you won't get
pummelled." Holly said in amazement.

"You sure?" Atticus asked Philip.

"Yeah dude I just saw it." Philip said as he finished his peanut and jelly
sandwich.

"So I just have to stand up for myself?" Atticus asked.

"Yeah do that and everyone will think you're awesome." Philip said as he
had just seen it.


Gym Class

"Ring!" The bell rang to start gym class and all the boys girls rushed into
their locker rooms to change from their regular clothes into the sports
uniform the only uniform the school had as students could wear any
appropriate clothing to school. The sports uniform consisted of blue polo
t-shirt, dark blue mesh shorts, white socks and running shoes of the
students choice.

Holly was given special treatment as she changed and showered in the
coach's office. When students asked why the reason was slways "she's was
very shy." Though by the way she acted and paraded around she was anything
but. Holly wore the smallest size polo t-shirt and mesh short which was two
sizes smaller than what Atticus wore. Her midriff was on full show, her
large pink nipples were almost visible through the tiny polo and her
panties showed through the mesh shorts. Today she wore bright pink panties
which gave all the boys very hard cocks as she walked into the gymnasium.
She bounced into the gym and waited for the Coach who himself after he
watched Holly change wrestled with an erection before he came to instruct
his class.

As Philip and Atticus were getting changed as The Pummeller waited into the
room and laid his stuff down next to Atticus's.

"After gym your mine pipsqueak." The Pummeller threatened Atticus who
trembled.

Gym class started and Coach Smartwank entered the room.

"Afternoon class." Coach Smartwank yelled after he blew his whistle to get
everyone's attention.


Profile: Coach Smartwank.

Coach Smartwank was 33 years old and the father of Atticus. Still married
to the boy's mother.  Coach Smarwank had his hair brown buzz cut so he
didn't have to worry about it. He loves Atticus even though they have
nothing in common. He shows Atticus nor his friends no special treatment at
school. He drives his students hard and pushes them to their limits.  He
was the person that came up with the idea that Holly should change in his
office.

Sexuality: Curious.


"Afternoon Coach Smartwank." Everyone in the class said all together.

"We'll be playing dodgeball today so half of you on this is half on the
other side." Coach Smartwank said as he blew his whistle again.

Atticus and his friends were on the same team and unfortunately against The
Pummeller and every time he got the ball he threw it at Atticus. Holly and
Philip tried their best to defend Atticus back eventually he got hit by a
ball that bounce off the ground and hit him square in the nuts.

"Ouch." All the boys and Holly winced in pain as the saw Atticus holding
his groin.

On wobbly legs Atticus made his way to the bench.

"Its ok son walk it off." His father encouraged him as he walked past.

The game continued and even sitting on the bench Atticus was hit twice more
on purpose by The Pummeller he took a ball to the chest and then when he
wasn't looking another to the face.  Coach Smartwank saw what The Pummeller
was doing. The Pummeller attempted to throw another ball at Atticus and
threw it right at him but Coach Smartwank swatted it away. The Pummeller
glared at him and threw another ball at Atticus while the boy sat on the
bench. Coach Smartwank caught the ball and threw it back at The Pummeller
and hit him in the shoulder. The Pummeller rubbed his arm and knew that it
would leave a mark.

"Pummeller your out sit on the bench." Coach Smartwank said.

"No way you threw that ball." The Pummeller argued.

"That's right its dodgeball if you don't dodge you're out. Sit on the
bench."  Coach Smartwank said as he watched The Pummeller mutter to himself
and the big 20 something year old took a seat on the bench.

Coach Smartwank looked back to his son and winked at him and received a
small smile from his son.

The game ended and Holly had played very well a girl good at sports who
knew.

After gym ended Atticus was half way through getting changed when he went
to the urinals and stood in his white gym socks and white underwear around
his thighs with his limp 3 inch cock aimed at the white bowel and pissed
into it. As he did The Pummeller walked up next to him and pulled down his
shorts and underwear down and aimed his hairy limp 4 inch cock and a heavy
stream of piss flowed into the bowel. The Pummeller shifted his hips and
splashed Atticus's cock with his piss. Atticus ignored this and continued
to pee. The Pummeller again splashed Atticus with his piss this time it hit
the boy's leg.

Atticus had finished his piss and turned to talk to The Pummeller and stand
up for himself but before a word could leave his open mouth he felt it
filled with piss. The Pummeller had turned and faced the small boy and
pissed on the boy's face Atticus's hair was drenchted and the boy was lucky
enough to have thick glasses on to shield his eyes. Poor Atticus could feel
and smell the piss as it ran up his nose and every time he tried to breathe
through his mouth it was refilled with more piss which he un-consciously
swallowed. As piss flowed down his hairless body his underwear and gym
socks turned a shade of yellow.

Atticus had enough of being pissed on and he reached out and grabbed the
hairy cock and aimed it up at the owner of the cock The Pummeller. The
Pummeller pissed onto his own face and quickly used his hands to cover his
face from the piss attack. If only Atticus had thought of that then maybe
he could of avoided swallowing 3 mouthfuls of piss. The strong stream of
piss weakened and the last drops dribbled into The Pummeller's hairy pubic
patch above his cock.

The cock Atticus held had become very hard in his hand and grown to a full
7 inches. A drop of pre-cum oozed out of the top as Atticus quickly
snatched away his hand.

"Your dead." The Pummeller said as he easily grabbed the small boy.

Atticus's arm felt crushed by the pummeller as he felt the 20 something
year old grab him with just one hand and raised the other was a clenched
fist ready to pummel. Atticus felt the hard 7 inch cock poke him under his
chin as he struggled. Atticus was over his panic and now he had a plan.

Atticus pulled his head back and ducked down so he was eye level with the
hard cock and looked below it and saw a jungle of messy hair and big man
balls. He pulled back as far as he could and throw his head into The
Pummeller's hairy balls.

"AAARRRGGHHH!" The Pummeller yelled in pain as he let go of Atticus's arm.

Atticus rose back to his feet the still hard 7 inch cock of The Pummeller
rubbed across his face as he pulled himself up and the he quickly ran
around his wounded foe and out of the locker room.

The Pummeller was in hot pursuit as he ditched his shorts and underwear and
ran after the small boy with his 7 inch erection.

"Ok Atticus gotta hide gotta hide." Atticus talked to himself as he slowed
almost out of breath.

Atticus looked behind himself as he turned to go into the next hallway.

"Ok safe at last." Atticus said as he turned and slammed into The
Pummeller.

"Where do you think you're going pipsqueak." The Pummeller said as he
grabbed Atticus with two hands.

"Gosh darn." Was all Atticus could say as he was hoisted up by this
underwear and was carried by them to his locker where they were slammed
shut into his locker his body was in mid-air held up by his underwear that
was aught inside his locker door.

"You hurt my cock and balls pipsqueak. You best apologise." The Pummeller
said as he jiggled them in front of Atticus's face.

"Sorry Pummeller's cock and balls." Atticus said in defeat.

"What's that cock and balls. Make him kiss you better?" The Pummeller
pretended he could hear his cock and balls speak to him.

"Pucker up." The Pummeller said as he pulled Atticus's piss covered face to
his cock and balls.

Atticus knew he had no choice and kissed each both of The Pummeller's hairy
balls and the tip of his 7 inch hard cock.

"Now normally I would pummel you into dust but my therapist says I need to
be kinder so I will only pummel you with what you hurt." The Pummeller said
as he slapped his cock off of Atticus's face and rubbed his hairy cock and
balls across the small 10 year olds piss drenched face.


5 minutes later.

Atticus was now alone but he still hung limply connected to his locker by
his underwear his little butt crack sore from the stretched material that
rubbed in-between his cheeks.

Philip and Holly still in there sports uniforms came running around the
corner and saw that their fiend had indeed been pummelled.

Philip and Holly helped their piss drenched friend down.

"I guess you got pummelled after all." Philip said in a sorry tone.

"Yeah but you said I could avoid it if I stood up for myself." Atticus said
angry at his friend.

"I'm sorry Atticus I'm trying my best. I can't control my visions."

"What'd he do to you?" Holly asked.

"He pissed on me so I head-butted him in the balls than I ran. Somehow he
caught me and he hung me by my undies and then he made me kiss his hairy
balls and his penis. Then he slapped and rubbed them across my face till
he...exploded." Atticus finished his sentence as he turned and showed
Philip and Holly the big load of jizz that started at the back of his head
and all the way down his back and leaked into his underwear.

"Wow and Jeepers. Well schools over now and we're still headed over to my
place I'll tell dad to bring a towel so the seats don't get wet."  Holly
said as she texted her dad.


They trio waited outside so Atticus could dry until Holly's father arrived
in a sparkling new car.

"Hello boys and my lovely angel." Mr. Freehump said as he handed Atticus a
thick towel and gave Holly a big kiss on the lips. Both boys were a bit
jealous that the man could walk up to Holly and his her any time he wanted.


Profile: Mr. Freehump.

Mr. Freehump 28 years old, divorced and has full custody over Holly. He had
a short blond crew cut andgreen eyes. Works under Mr. Deephole as one of
his most trusted workers and friends. He loves Lucas/Holly with all his
heart would do or buy almost anything for her.  He bought this new car two
weeks ago and sold his other one because she that their car was to old even
though he had only bought it new last year. He divorced his wife three
years ago because Holly said she took much time in the bathroom every
morning. He has great muscle tone and keeps his body well groomed.

Sexuality: Holly.


"Thanks for picking us up daddy." Holly said as they broke their kiss.

"Anything for my angel." Mr. Freehump said as he went in fo a second kiss
on the lips which Holly welcomed.

Philip and Atticus stood and watched the father and daughter make out. The
school was empty and silent so the only noise was of two sets of lips
mashed together and spit being exchanged. Philip and Atticus could of swore
that they saw Mr. Freehump's large tongue leave Holly's mouth as the broke
their second kiss.

"Let's go home." Mr. Freehump said as he carried Holly to the car and the
two boy's followed.

Atticus took off his piss soaked socks and entered the brand new car.

"My dad wanted me to bring my brother." Philip said to Mr. Freehump.

"Never going to happen. Lucky your dad and I both work in construction
otherwise it would of cost a whole lot more to re-build the kitchen and
dining room." Mr. Freehump recounted the fire that almost burnt down his
house.


Later that night.

After an afternoon at Holly's house Philip made his way home and set down
his backpack in the living.

"Dad I'm home."

"I'M GONNA KILL YOU!" Someone screamed loudly as Philip heard doors slam
and feet run.

Zac appeared in the room and hid under the couch.

"What'd you do this time?" Philip asked the nine year old menace.

"Nothing I swear." Zac said as if he had never done a bad thing in his
life.

Jason Tummytickler walked into the room his face had scorch marks and he
walked very strangely as if he had something uncomfortable up his bum.

"What happened to you?" Philip asked.

"First the little brat made a fire in the backyard. His usual stuff so I
grabbed the fire extinguisher and ran to put it out. But he had a trip wire
laid in the grass so I fell over. Then he ran over and cut out the seat of
my pants and underwear while I was on my stomach trying to put the fire
out. So when the fire was out I tried to get up. I got to my knees and the
next thing you know he has fired a bottle rocket at me and it went straight
up my ass." Jason explained angrily as he turned and showed Philip a bottle
rocket half way up his black ass.

"Well I won't tell you where he is because I love my brother." Philip said
as he pointed to the couch and signalled that Zac was under there.

Jason reached under and grabbed Zac's legs and pulled him out from under
the couch.

"Let go of me." Zac struggled and wiggled but Jason was to strong.

Jason carried Zac upstairs all the way to Zac's room and threw him on the
bed.

Jason held the boy down with one hand and pulled the bottle rocket out of
his ass with the other. Jason then threw the rocket onto the floor and used
both hands to rip off Zac's pants and underwear and exposed the boy's pale
ass.

"SLAP!, SLAP!, SLAP!" As hard as he could he smacked the naughty 9 year
olds as repeatedly.

"You need to learn to behave." Jason said as he continued to spank the pale
bottom until it's color matched that of the boy's curly red hair.

Zac felt little pain as the hard swats came down instead what he felt was
pleasure his little 4 inch erection rubbed into the mattress below him and
as the hard smacks on his as came down his little cock jumped. Zac started
to hump the bed and in doing so pushed his ass into the hard hand of
Jason's that spanked his little bottom for all it was worth and more.

Soon Zac felt a tingle go from his cock to his head and then it ran through
his body all the way down to his little toes.

"There that'll teach you." Jason said as his hand was sore from spanking
Zac so hard.

"I'm sorry it won't ever happen again." Zac said as he turned over and
showed his hard 4 inch erection to Jason and giggled.

"You think this is funny what if I shoved a bottle rocket up your ass."
Jason said as he pulled Zac's legs up and grabbed the rocket with his other
hand.

Zac showed no resistance as he was folded in half and his virgin pucker was
on display a small pink flower in between his perky butt cheeks.

Jason spat on Zac's butthole and watched as Zac's hole opened up and
swallowed his spit.  Jason stared in disbelief. He slowly brought the
rocket up to Zac's hole which again opened but nowhere near enough to take
the thick bottle rocket. At that moment both Zac and Jason made eye
contact. Zac still didn't resist and Jason held the rocket ready to
penetrate the nine year old.

"I'm home." Mr. Deephole yelled as he set down his briefcase.

Jason and Zac still held eye contact each waited for the other's
move. Jason let go of Zac's legs and walked out of the room bottle rocket
in hand.

"Hey dad how was work?" Philip asked his dad.

"It was a long day but that's the last long day this week I promise."
Mr. Deephole said.

Jason walked down stairs and up to Mr. Deephole.

"Money." Jason said.

"That bad?" Mr. Deephole asked.

"Money." Jason held out his free hand.

Mr. Deephole reached into his pocket and grabbed his wallet. Jason snatched
it out of the man's hands and took all of the cash the man had. He then
handed Mr. Deephole back his wallet and also the bottle rocket. Jason then
turned and walked towards the door his bubble butt on full display and his
wide open asshole still hadn't come close to closing.

"You free to babysit next time?" Mr. Deeohole asked.

Jason stopped dead in his tracks his brain told him no and to never come
back here. But his cock said something else.

"Double it, then triple it and double it again and we've got a deal." Jason
bartered.

"Deal." Mr. Deephole agreed quickly as he had never found someone willing
to babysit Zac three times and so cheap as well, only a couple thousand
dollars.


High-School the next day.

Philip and Holly were at their lockers by the time Atticus arrived at
school. As soon as he did all the students clapped and cheered as he walked
by.

"What's going on?" Atticus asked.

"Because of you, Principle Gallonspuwer suspended The Pummeller for a whole
week."  A random student said.

"Yeah no beating for a whole week." another student spoke up.

"Three cheers for Atticus."

"Hip! Hip! Hooray!, Hip! Hip! Hooray!, Hip! Hip! Hooray!" All the student
celebrated.

Atticus was carried away to his next class but before he was out of sight
he smiled and waved at his two best friends in the whole wide world.


The End

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