Date: Tue, 10 Jul 2007 22:53:28 -0700 (PDT)
From: chuck h <unkle_c@yahoo.com>
Subject: Boys, Buds, and Bullies pt. 17

Disclaimer: If you are not yet 18 years of age or if it is illegal to
read materials of this nature where you live, Please stop now! This story
contains descriptions of sexual activity between teenage boys...and is
for adult eyes only! The acts are consensual and are a result of their
love or lust for one another. This story is completely fiction, all
descriptions, and names are also made up, any similarities are truly just
that, purely similarities. In addition, this story also contains
domination & fighting between teenage boys, if this bothers you, then
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Thank you, Chaz

A note to the readers:
I'm sorry for the long delay between each of my chapters, however, I do
try and make it up to you by making each chapter longer.
I deeply apprciate your patience, and thank you all for the many emails.


Recapping last 2 paragraphs in last chapter:


Nearly an hour went by before Donnie was ready to fuck his new cunt a
third time.
Meanwhile, he insisted that we all watch the awesome video, which of
course humiliated Robbie to tears all over again.
To say that the video was hot, is a wicked understatement, as I said
before, watching a well muscled jock-boy totally dominate, degrade,
humiliate, and mercilessly fuck another muscle boy... is so way beyond
HOT.
I was told that because the first two video scenes came out so awesome, I
wouldn't have to record the third fuck scene, and was actually allowed
to go to sleep.
Before nodding off, I watched as Donnie forced his bud to lean over the
BowFlex, as Robbie pleaded with his friend.
"Please, dude, not on my BowFlex"

Donnie laughed. "you're right, man, not on YOUR BowFlex... on MY
BowFlex.
Now if my memory serves me right, we made a little deal earlier... and I
can`t wait to hear you BEG me .... to FUCK you"
I tried staying awake, but quickly fell asleep listening to my hero, beg
his friend to fuck him. "Please, Donnie... would you please fuck me"
"who are you... and what is it you're asking me to fuck?"
"I'm your new bitch... and I'm beggin you to fuck my new cunt"
"Well since you're asking so nicely... besides, how can I say NO to our
schools new SLUT?"
The next morning when I awoke, I immediately turned over on my side to
check on Robbie.
I didn't have to look too far, Donnie was sitting up on the free weight
bench, straddling it, his hands were buried in Robbie's hair, pushing up
and down on Robbie's head, as my bud knelt there in front of the
toughest seventeen year old jock in our entire school.


Boys, Buds and Bullies pt. 17

A few weeks have gone by, and there isn't much that happened during that
time that had not already taken place at least a few times. So I won't
bore you with the details.
However, I can say this, during that time period, Donnie had used Robbie
pretty steadily for blow-jobs and fucks, mostly at Robbie's home with me
there watching, and a few times with me not there.
Robbie, for the most part has become a changed boy since that first night
of his fuck-a-thon.
There are times when he's still a little cocky towards his tougher bud,
and shows some attitude, but those times are becoming more rare with each
passing day.
Donnie doesn't stand for much bad mouthing from his little bitch, and
takes great joy from using Robbie as a live punching bag each time Robbie
gets too cocky.

The first time Robbie was used as Donnie's live punching bag, I was
allowed to watch and videotape.
It was a wrestling match to start with, with the agreement that the loser
would willingly pose as a live punching bag for thirty minutes, taking as
much abuse as the puncher decided to give.
Of course by now... there was no secret as to who would win and who would
lose.
The wrestling, best out of three, was closer to a total squash job than a
real wrestling match between two well built teenage jocks.
After winning the first two no holds barred matches, Donnie insisted on a
third match anyway.
He obviously enjoyed the power holds he applied to the once much better
wrestler. Causing his former bud to cry out in pain, his submissions ...
to totally deaf ears.
After winning the three very long wrestling rounds, and listening to
Robbie cry out his submissions for nearly a solid hour, Donnie gave his
former bud a break.
I wont go into detail about the long boring squash-job Donnie performed
on Robbie, I'll just say my bud was held in wicked tight torturous holds
like face smothering head scissors for long periods, as well as other
erotic yet painful holds. Was even knocked out twice.
Donnie then tied Robbie's hands with rope to a high two by four hanging
in the basement. Leaving Robbie barely touching the floor with his toes.
Then with both high school jocks wearing nothing but jocks, with the
exception of Donnie who also wore his dirty socks and leather,
fingerless, weight lifting gloves, the first of what would become many
live punching bag shows, began.
With me filming the event, Donnie started gently jabbing his former bud,
while grinning sadistically.
The first twenty or so jabs were mild and connecting to their target
rather slow and lazy like, as Donnie concentrated on Robbie's abs,
leaving Robbie feeling that all his worry was for nothing.
However, shortly after the first twenty or so, the jabs turned to solid
punches.
The punches connected to all areas of Robbie's body, not only with much
greater speed, but also... with a much greater force of power.
The seventeen year old tough jock-boy Donnie, began pummeling his high
school bud with everything he had, often leaving his leather clad fists
embedded for long moments into what was slowly becoming the soft flesh of
his former bud.
I say soft flesh, because Robbie's once wicked hard body was starting to
show signs of losing it's tight texture from lack of work-outs.

The first punching bag show only lasted twenty five minutes, with an
eager promise from Donnie that each occasion would last a little longer
than the last.
Even though Robbie may have received a break this time, he still took a
wicked hard beating, from his tougher, egotistic, control freak, bud, who
seemed to become even more dominating with each passing day.
The pain which showed clearly on Robbie's face, along with each gasp and
cry during the work-out, intensified as the event came to an end.
If Robbie had not been held up by the rope, he surely would have fallen
to the floor within the first ten minutes.
Once Donnie was finished with his new punching bag, he made me lower the
rope holding Robbie up, ordering me to lower it very slowly, so that
Robbie could lick the sweat from his buds body, starting with Donnie's
wet armpits.
I watched and filmed as Donnie grabbed a fistful of Robbie's hair, and
pressed his buds face into the hollow pit. "How's THAT smell, bitch?
Huh?... You like the smell of a real jock? DO YA? Go ahead... take a huge
sniff... fuck yeeaah... Now LICK IT.... Yeeeaah, lick my fuckin pits,
bitch"

Robbie, like an obedient slave, did as he was told, now adjusted some
what to his buds dominating and controlling personality.
After licking his former friends armpits clean, the flexed teenage guns
were next, followed by each hard rounded pec, and the deep cleavage in
between.
AS I slowly lowered his painful body to the floor, I was ordered to stop
as Robbie's face came level with Donnie's sweat dampened jock.
Again, Donnie used a tight fistful of Robbie's hair to mash his buds
face into the wet cotton fabric covering his awesome bulge. "suck on
that for a while, pussy-boy, SUCK all that stud sweat right outta there,
like a good fucking pussy. By the way... how did ya like being my punching
bag... did you like the feel of my fists pounding on your soon-to-be
flabby body? We'll be doing this at least once a week... so better get
used to it."
All the time Donnie was speaking, Robbie was busy slurping on the dirty
wet jock-strap, working it with his mouth as wide as it gets, and tongue
lapping wildly like a dog laps up water. Robbie worked his way from the
outline of the ball-sac to the outline of the thick mushroom shaped head.
Next stop were Donnie's well shaped thighs, and I filmed Robbie's
tongue working it's way up and down each powerful leg, as his long time
school mate looked down and grinned devilishly.
Of course Donnie's awesome bubble butt was not to be ignored, not after
being introduced to the sensations of a fine wet tongue.
Donnie made his bud work that area much longer than necessary.
Trust me when I say, that it's quite obvious that this area of the total
degradation is certainly not Robbie's favorite.
Each time Robbie was ordered to worship his former friends bubble butt,
he would silently sob during the whole process.
Last, but not the least degrading, were Donnie's socked feet.
Being ordered to lay flat on his back, while Donnie stood over him,
Robbie tongued then sucked each sock covered toe into his opened mouth.
Even more degrading however is the fact that as this was going on, Donnie
squatted down and allowed his saliva to drool down onto the toes of the
dirty worn socks.
He then laughed uncontrollably as his former friend sucked the dirty sock
covered toes now coated with Donnie's fresh spit. "Look at em, he's
such a fucking pussy faggot... he just lays there and takes whatever I
decide to dish out... now that's a true fucking queer slave... if you ask
me."

Meanwhile, during these last few weeks, Donnie has also been fucking his
girlfriend on a regular basis as well.
I know this for a fact, because he made me tag along one night.
I tried getting out of it, telling him I had tons of homework, but he
said I needed to go along cause his girls younger sister had a thing for
me, and he promised her that he'd bring me over.
He and I both knew the real reason for making me go along, he simply
wanted some one there to keep the younger sister entertained, so she'd
keep her mouth shut about him putting it to her older sister.
I found it somewhat humorous that he made his girlfriend beg him in front
of me and her younger sister to fuck her. "You know the rules by now,
bitch... beg me to fuck you" I watched as a very embarrassed Trish, began
with what appeared to be a ritual, kneeling before her very handsome, and
wicked hung stud of a boyfriend.
While I and her younger sister watched and listened, she actually began
begging Donnie to fuck her senseless. "Please Donnie, please lay me out
on my bed and fuck me, I beg you"
Donnie pushed her a little more, wanting to add more humiliation to an
already very degrading situation. "Tell us how you like to be fucked,
bitch" Trish turned her head and looked at her sister and me then bowed
her head, and whispered. "I like it when you fuck me hard"
Donnie snickered. "Speak up, bitch... we can't hear you, tell us
again.... LOUDER" "I like it when you fuck me hard" That's a good
bitch, now tell us how hard" Trish lifted her head slightly and again
looked at her younger sister and me standing there listening to her
pleading. Then very quickly looked back towards the floor, leaving her
young sister giggling, embarrassing Trish even that much more. "I like
it when you fuck me very hard, I like the feeling of your strong cock
pounding me"
And fuck her... he did, causing her to scream throughout the entire fuck
session.
As he fucked his girlfriends brains out, I was forced to make out with
the younger sister, while we listened to the racket going on in the next
room.
You could actually hear him, as his hard body slammed into her over and
over again.
Her screams were strange, leaving me to wonder if they were screams of
pleasure, or pain.
Meanwhile, there were even rumors floating around school that he had been
seen with Robbie's girl Shannon on several different occasions.
I figured they were just rumors, that there was nothing to them, probably
just someone out to piss Robbie off.
Who knows, maybe Donnie himself started the rumors.
I had managed to stay well clear of Robby when Donnie wasn't around,
knowing damn well what would happen to me if he was able to corner me
alone.
His angry feelings towards me were still strong, if not stronger, and I
know given the opportunity, he would be way more than happy to beat me
severely, and probably fuck me to death, or close to it.
So when Donnie wasn't there to keep my bud in line, I did my best to
keep my distance from my bud.
Donnie may do an excellent job on disciplining Robbie when he's with
him, but apart, Robbie is still a terror to be dealt with, at least with
weak and submissive people like me.
However, up against other tough jocks, or really ANYBODY that actually
stood up to him, his attitude with THEM is much meeker, way less
combative, and often times down right submissive, a huge change from in
the past.
So we pick up the story nearly three and a half weeks after Robbie had
his brains fucked out for the first time, and has since been literally
force fed large amounts of Donnie-boy protein.
Donnie gets blown by Robbie each morning before school, again during
school, and then often once again after fucking his girl that same day.
I've been there during most blow-jobs, Donnie loves having me there
witnessing how often my bud Robbie takes it down the throat. I think
it's a turn on for Donnie, some sort of power trip having Robbie's best
friend watching him nearly choke to death on Donnie Colello's massive
tool.
Very often at the end of the blow-job, Donnie's copious amount of thick
protein, can be seen oozing from Robbie's now puffy lips, ooohh ya,
forgot to mention, Robbie's appearance is slowly changing.
His eyes are showing signs of bagginess from lack of sleep, and his once
wicked tight body is slowly losing it's muscle tone from lack of
workouts, and a strict diet ordered by Donnie, is causing him to lose
weight.
I wasn't kidding about his lips either, they really are slightly puffy
from being stretched by Donnie's wicked thick cock, several times a day.

Anyways, as I was saying, it's been a few weeks and now, there's some
major shit about to go down, so I'll do my best to get it all posted to
my journal, so that I can keep you all updated.
It all seemed to start Thursday morning of this week, right after Robbie
had given Donnie his morning blow-job inside Robbie's car, while parked
at the school parking lot.
Donnie as usual, fed Robbie most of his load, and the remaining was shot
on Robbie's lips.
As of this day, nothing had really been made of Robbie`s new morning
appearance at the beginning of school, pissing Donnie off big time.
I guess those that had noticed Robbie's cum covered lips, though totally
puzzled by the sight, never once dared to question him as to what exactly
all that goo was, covering his lips.
Guess they all figured it was some kind of new lip balm or something to
that nature. Funny, but in a way... I guess it was, for my bud anyway.

But today, Donnie would make sure more peeps would give Robbie's new
appearance... more attention and thus, more thought.
As the three of us walked into the school together, I noticed that
Donnie's tight jeans were opened at the button, and the zipper was only
pulled up half way, it flared open just above the massive lump.
This of course highlighted the awesome rounded basket that protruded his
tight crotch.
He also wore this incredible evil grin on his face, as he threw his arm
around Robbie's shoulder and walked him down the schools main corridor.
Donnie went out of the way to nod his head while smiling broadly to
several team mates, while at the same time brushing his free hand over
his crotch.
There would be no doubt from this point on as to what it was exactly...
covering Robbie's lips, as Donnie went out of his way to make sure of
that.
Robbie who had no idea as to what Donnie was up to, also wore a stupid
looking grin. Not giving a second thought as to why all his buds all of a
sudden... were now looking at him rather oddly.

Still, out of the many team mates that caught the scene, and even took
double takes, showing a `what the fuck' expression on their faces, not
one of them approached the two jocks to inquire what was up.
Maybe it was out of shock that they decided to keep moving and not stop
to investigate, maybe they just decided to probe Donnie later... in
private.
But, one dude, did approach, it was Bryan Turcott the kid from the Mall
entrance that caught Robbie kissing and licking Donnie's sneakers.

As I said before, Bryan is the captain of the soccer team, quite
aggressive in his own way, and overly cocky to say the least.
The huge smile on his face as he approached us, said it all. He knew
exactly what was up, and he wasn't going to let it ride till later.
"Hey Blackburn, I see you took my advice and found something besides
feet to worship. Looks good on you, only wish it was mine. But... hey...
maybe we can arrange something for later... eh?"
Bryan rubbed his own crotch as he spoke. "I just knew something was up
with you two"
He then turned his face to Donnie, and pushed his luck. "You a fag
also... or are you just lucky.. To have a bud with benefits?"
I watched as the grin quickly faded from Donnie's face. "You wanna meet
me after school... and we'll see how much of a fag I am?"
Donnie, then snickered before Bryan could respond to the question.
"Could always use another BITCH... bet I can break YOU a lot quicker...
than I broke this one"
Fucking Bryan was still smiling as he spoke. "Naaah, no need to dance,
man. I'll take your word for it. You plan on sharing? Would love to feel
Robbie Blackburn's mouth draining my balls... I mean after he makes love
to my feet, of course."
Donnie nodded his head. "hey... what he does on his own time is his
business... but you interfere with MY time? ... and you and I WILL be
dancing after all, got it?"
Bryan nodded his head before walking away. "got it, man, no messing with
him on your time." Bryan only winked at Robbie before walking away,
chuckling.
I guess the big surprise was, for me anyway, that fucking Robbie didn't
even say boo, while some dude smaller than him, just negotiated his
future.
This so confused the hell out of me, where was the tough jock that I
looked up to... in more ways than one.
Where's my hero?
Where the hell is my idol?
Donnie, in less than four weeks, had literally fucked all the fight out
of my best bud.
The toughest dude at our school, the most popular jock at our school, was
now nothing more than a slut, a pussy, another cock-sucker to be used by
the aggressive jocks, tough jocks, jocks that clearly knew how to
dominate a weaker male, and did so very well.
At our school and Anthony's as well, there were plenty of horny and
wicked tough teenage boys, that would literally pay for the opportunity
to have a tough school jock on his knees sucking their dick. Well, as it
turns out, they very well may be lucky enough to be in the right schools
at the right time.

During lunch, Donnie chose the table where he, I and Robbie would sit.
It wasn't long before a few of their football and wrestling team mates
joined us.
They totally ignored Robbie, occasionally one of them would look at him,
then shake his head, and chuckle.
Then something strange took place.
One of the team mates, Thornton Rangely, Thor, to some of his friends and
school mates, and quite a jock himself, hauled out a fistful of Tens from
his pocket, and waved them at Donnie. "Glad the guys and I didn't bet
as much as we were gonna" he then looked hard at Robbie and shook his
head again. "Sure had us all fooled, dude. How long I've known ya,
since fuckin thirteen, fourteen? Never once gave it a thought that you
might be hungry for my dick, man"
He then looked back to Donnie. "Still want some proof though, we ain't
dishing out two hundred dollars on this bet, till we see it for our
selves, K? So let's say locker-room after practice today, coach has to
leave early, it will be just the team. We'll wait till the other team
members leave, then we'll have an hour or more before Jones arrives to
lock up. We wanna SEE him do you. He don't... we keep our money, simple
as that."
Donnie, grinned widely. "Been wanting an audience all along, I'll have
this bitch fuckin suck me off three times in a row, that be proof enough
for ya? I'll even have him show you all my cum in his mouth... before
making him swallow it... as added proof, how's that? You`ll all get to
watch him EAT my fucking cum"
All four team mates were now staring at Robbie, but only Thornton could
be seen massaging his own basket.
Thornton had medium length light brown hair with bright blond streaks all
through it, applied by his girlfriend cause she thought it made him look
more sexy, and it did.
Broad shoulders, nicely cut chest, with thick pecs stretching the tight
tee-shirt. Beefy leg muscles, and a wicked nice size basket that stuck
out like a base ball behind his jock, when wearing his shiny bright blue
football pants without a cup, which was always the case when just
practicing with his team mates.
Even before I was informed by my bud that I was gay, I had more than once
checked out Thornton's baseball size pouch in those sexy shiny pants
during practice.
I had the feeling he knew I was checking it out too, as he would often
make it a point to rub that hot looking basket just as my eyes became
glued to it.
As Thornton continued brushing his hand and fingers over his crotch, he
gave Robbie a half grin. "May even let you BLOW ME... before you leave
tonight... IF... I feel the need to get off. I bet you'd like that... huh?
But don't worry, dude... we're still buds... I mean you're still the
same Robbie Blackburn and all. It's certainly not your fault if your
body requires more protein than the rest of us... and me being a good
bud... I'd be glad to help you out when I can."
This brought laughs from the others, but Robbie and I didn't see the
humor in it.
Robbie was all nervous and sad looking, his bud Donnie had betrayed him,
and there was jack shit he could do about it.
He also had Bryan to worry about.
The thing is, he and I both knew that he could still probably take Bryan,
though it wouldn't be as easy as it was last year, and even Thornton
would probably receive a good beating if Robbie really wanted to, so why
was he looking so damn nervous?
Before we all left the table, it was agreed that Donnie would provide the
proof needed, right after practice.
I was somewhat relieved that I would not be a part of this, since I
wasn't a member of the team.
However, before we all split, Thornton grabbed my shoulder, and turned me
around. "You be there as well... after all, you and Robbie are like
brothers... or is it sisters? ... Anyways, he'd be lonesome if you
weren't there. Besides, I think you like seeing us all in our practice
uniforms, don't ya?"
I was too tired and way confused about Robbie, to discuss my true
desires, so I just shrugged my shoulders, and hung my head.
I didn't need to look up at Thornton to see the smirk or hear the
snicker. "Thought so"

Only other thing that happened on this day before the big event, was
passing Shannon in the corridor between fifth and sixth period.
She stopped me for a brief moment and asked about Donnie, surprising the
shit out of me. "hey Abe, I haven't seen Donnie, is he in school
today?"
After giving her the look, I decided to correct her, using as much
sarcasm as I could. "you mean ROB...BIE right?"
It was Shannon's turn to look at me funny. "Noooo, Abe, I mean DON..
NIE. Come on Abe, what gives? You know Robbie and me haven't been
together for a while. Sure, we've gotten together once or twice, since
you guys came back from that week at camp, but we're not together as a
couple and you of all people should know that. I mean I don't even see
him around anymore, it's like he's busy with some major project or
SOMETHING."
I of course was sensing there was a hidden message there, but decided to
ignore it. And I wasn't letting her off that easy. "Yaaaa.... But.... But
why would you start dating one of his long time buds... it just don't
seem right, ya know?"
"Listen Abe... I know you and Robbie are the best of friends... but I have
a feeling that you don't know him as well as you think you do... maybe
you should have a long talk with Donnie. But, just for the record? Donnie
and me are not dating, we just get together now and then... if you know
what I mean"
Ah ha, I got her to admit it. "WAIT...back-up a bit... so you admit that
you're... you know... that you're aaaah... letting Donnie ... aaaarmmm...
put it to you??? .... Holy shit have you changed, I mean to come right out
and announce SOMETHING LIKE THAT to the fucking world and all, that`s
not like you, Shannon"
"Geez Abe, what's the big deal... just name me one person in school that
hasn't been fucked by Donnie Colello... better still... name me one person
that wouldn't want to be fucked by Donnie Colello... he's the biggest
beau-hunk within miles of here, and the thing is... he just keeps getting
hotter... and hotter. So why in the world should I feel differently about
him than everyone else... huh? I mean I`m only human, RIGHT??? So YOU
tell me.... What`s the BIG deal? Besides, Abe, you`d be very SURPRISED
to find out who`s taking care of Donnie`s huge tool"

Okay, maybe what she is saying makes sense, maybe I agreed with some of
what she was saying, but I just couldn't understand for the life of me,
why she is so willing to admit such a thing so publicly. "ok Shannon, I
guess I understand where you're coming from... maybe I don't understand
EVERY thing you've just said, but some things, ya.. I get it. Anyways,
ya... he's in school today, he's in my next class, I'll tell him you
were asking about him. But I've gotta split... or Mr. Raymond will have
my ass for being late again. See ya"
As I turned to walk away, she grabbed my arm. "Abe, for your own good...
have that long talk with Donnie... he has some info about Robbie that you
should be aware of."
I nodded politely, and walked away.
I guess what she wanted me to hear from Donnie, was pretty obvious. I
just couldn't believe that he would go so low as to tell HER... of all
people. Why would he do that? I'd be asking myself WHY... for a long
time.

I was there at practice to watch our popular football team do their
thing, as were lot's of students, including Shannon.
She and I were sitting at opposite ends of the bleachers, which I was
thankful for.
I didn't want to hear any more about what it was that I should know,
that in her mind, I didn't know, which I of course already knew, about
my best bud.

After practice I went to the locker room, not wanting to be on
Thornton's hit list.
It all seemed normal, the team making suggestions to one another as what
that person needs to do to improve, mostly all in fun.
Lot's of laughing, and rude jokes about so and so's mom.
Not a word about Robbie, and not one rude joke directed towards him, just
the way it's always been, which of course put me at ease, even made me
feel a hundred percent better.

However, the very moment we were down to just the six of us, the same six
that were at the lunch table that day, the tables changed instantly, and
not for the best.
I felt totally out of place, being the only one dressed, while the others
were near naked, all in either a jock or underwear.
Then Thornton told me to watch the door, and give out a signal if Jones
the maintenance man were to surprise us earlier than usual.

Because of the shape of the locker room being like an `L' and standing
at a certain position, I was able to watch the door and the goings on in
the shower area at the same time.
But what I was witnessing... shocked me.
Donnie, wearing only... a not so clean jock, obviously trying to put on a
major show for the team-mates that had placed bets on whether or not
Robbie is a cock-sucker, grabbed a fistful of Robbie's hair with his
left hand and with his right fist he pummeled Robbie's chest and abs
over and over.
When he finally let go of his buds hair, Robbie dropped to his knees in
front of Donnie with his face planted solidly against the dirty jock.
Donnie grinned at those watching, then snickered loudly. "GIVE IT A GOOD
WET KISS, FAG, THEN LICK IT. Later, I'll let you CHEW ON IT. So we can
show our buds, what has become your third favorite meal, a very close
third, right after my COCK and CUM."
Robbie obeyed his young master, clutching his painful abs while pressing
his face into Donnie's sweat dampened jock.
Kissing it all over, before sticking out his tongue and brushing it up
and down the dirty jock from the ball-sac all the way up to the thick
head... which by now was stretching and poking it's way out through the
tight waist band.

I stood there with my own mouth agape, totally shocked that Donnie had
the balls to do this to Robbie so openly, I mean right there in the
schools locker-room shower, WHAT-THE-FUCK?
I'm sure poor Robbie, seriously didn't know what the hell was
happening, because it happened so quickly.
He too, had to be as shocked with the total openess as I was.
Ya, I know that he and I were aware that something was going to go down,
and more than likely it would be a blow-job... but I expected it to be a
bit more private, or at least more secluded.
The locker room suddenly became loud, with each of the jocks attending...
now voicing their surprise, with lots of eeeewwww's and
aaaaaaaaaaahhhh's.
Thornton's was the first voice I heard before everyone started yelling
at once. "Fuck... he really is a fag...holy shit, first he let's Colello
use him as a punching bag... now he's busy cleaning Donnie's disgusting
jock with his fucking tongue... that is soooo fucking queer"

Donnie allowed Robbie to spend some time licking the putrid jock-strap,
then pointed to the top of the jock where the thick head was working
it's way out, and to where a gob of Donnie's cock drool began bubbling
up through the piss-slit. "Lick it, queer-boy... eat my fucking
cock-drool... bitch"
Robbie began sobbing quietly. The humiliation in front of an audience was
just way too much for him
I felt for him, but I knew this little show was nothing compared to what
very well may happen... before leaving here to day.

We all watched as Donnie's very obedient bitch, stuck out his tongue and
began brushing it over Donnie's thick knob and piss-slit.
Then just as obediently, he pulled his tongue back into his mouth and
clearly gulped, swallowing his buds disgusting pre-cum.
With all the hoots and `fuck ya's' it wasn't easy hearing Donnie give
more humiliating orders to my bud. "ya, faggot, now lower my jock to the
floor using your mouth"
Again, Robbie followed the orders of his much tougher bud.
Using only his mouth, he had a real hard time lowering Donnie's tight
jock, especially down over his buds well muscled thighs.
Donnie watched, and harassed Robbie for taking so long.
"I'm gonna count to thirty, if my jock strap is not on the floor by the
count of thirty, I'm gonna have to punish ya... you hear me, BITCH?"
This brought on more laughter and hoots from the other jocks.
It also made Robbie struggle that much harder.
He went from a kneeling position, to now being on his hands and knees
with a mouthful of the jock-strap pouch, trying his best to tug it down.

Thornton moved in closer to Robbie and Donnie, and stood behind the
kneeling Robbie, he then straddled my buds back and inched himself
forward till his thick thighs were literally straddling Robbie's neck.
He then came crashing down on Robbie's bare shoulders with his tight
butt, and sat there, with that huge bulge of his pressed against the back
of Robbie's neck, making my buds job even that much more complicated.
The incredible scene now taking place would have the straightest jock
craving head from a fag.
The tough alpha jock-boy Thornton sitting on the bare shoulders of
another jock, with his massive jock mound pressing hard into the back of
that jocks neck, certainly would have been enough to send a horny boy
over the edge all by itself.
BUT, then you have the very tough-boy that's being sat on, with his
mouth full of a dirty jock-strap pouch, trying to tug it off an even
tougher school-boy-jock, just standing there with his well muscled legs
spread wide, and his long and wicked thick cock oozing pre-cum onto the
top of Robbie's head, WELL... all I can say is that you just had to be
there to witness this scene.

Donnie continued counting, and although Robbie had made SOME progress,
with the jock now down to Donnie's calves, it still wasn't on the floor
by the time Donnie shouted out. "28, 29, 30... I warned you, faggot...
now lift your head, and open your queer mouth"
Of course with Thornton's thick thighs on each side of Robbie's neck,
lifting his head was nearly impossible without Thornton's help.
So tough-boy Thornton leaned himself back a bit, but still in a sitting
position on Robbie's shoulders, and with a fistful of Robbie's hair, he
pulled the back of my buds head up into his jock covered balls, so that
Robbie was now looking straight up into Donnie's eyes, with the back of
his head pressed roughly into Thornton's own well packed jock.

Donnie then looked down directly at his bud Thornton. "watch this... you
gotta see it to believe it."
He then shifted his eyes back to Robbie. "Open up queer-boy. Open up
wide"
Donnie then made several mouth movements while building up some saliva,
lowering his face closer to Robbie's he spat directly into my buds
mouth, after a half dozen times I lost count.
Donnie gave his bud Thornton a grin, then gave Robbie a smirk. "EAT IT...
swallow my fucking spit... fucking queer... show our buds how fucking much
you love the taste of my spit."
Robbie took a couple of gulps, then began to sob silently, the
humiliation in front of his team mates got to be too much for him. Yet,
somehow he just knew that his seventeen year old jock-boy master, was far
from done.
He was also beginning to show signs of weakness as Thornton's weight on
his shoulders began taking it's toll.

It didn't take long after the spit scene for Robbie to remove Donnie's
jock-strap, but for him, the misery had only just begun.
Donnie, ordered Robbie to literally make love to his cock and balls. "K,
fag-boy... time to show our buds how much of a pro you've become at
giving blow-jobs. Kiss my fucking piss-slit, bitch. Oooohhh yeeeaah....
get your fucking tongue in there and clean out my piss-slit, cock-
suuckkkker. Yeeeeeeaaaaah, look at him... trying desperately to get his
fucking queer tongue right up into my fucking piss-slit... ooooh ya...by
the way... he's not only my cock-sucker, he's my piss-bucket too.
Actually loves the taste of my piss, just can't get enough....can ya,
queer-boy?"
With that said the room became rather loud with a mixture of hoots,
grunts, laughter, and of course a couple of disgusted remarks.
"eeeewww... that's fucking gross, drinking another dudes piss" "ooooh
man... you're a fucking pig, Blackburn"
Only dude that didn't seem to mind very much was Thornton, as he gave
Donnie a high five. "You are the fucking balls, man... not only are you
the new fucking KING of jocks here at school... but I'm willing to bet
that once word gets out... you're gonna be the fucking HERO at every
school in the area"

We all watched as my best friend knelt submissively in front of his
sadistic teenage master, bully, and former bud and gave him a wicked
awesome blow-job, as Donnie went out of his way to fuck Robbie's face as
hard as he could, making his latest conquest gag and choke more than ever
before... during the entire blow-job.
We all watched as Donnie threw his head back and roared like a lion.
He then looked down at his former friend. "EAT IT... EAT IT ALL, FUCKING
FAGGOT... wait...I forgot... better wait till after you show our buds your
cum covered tongue, they're all gonna want proof that Robbie fucking
Blackburn actually loves the taste of another dudes sperm"
He then ordered Robbie not to swallow till he was told to.
Thornton immediately dismounted Robbie's shoulders and moved in front
for a better look.
Hunching back on his heals, a totally degraded Robbie, was forced to
stick his cum covered tongue out and show the buds that he really does
love the taste of Donnie Colello's thick creamy baby batter.

While showing each team mate there... that he sure enough did have a
mouthful of Donnie Colello's thick cum, and after hearing all the
negative comments about him being a faggot, he was ordered by Donnie to
swish it around inside his mouth. "K, faggot now swish it all around
inside your queer mouth before swallowing it.... Then tell us all in your
own words whether or not you like the taste of my cum."
Donnie then looked at each of his buds and commented. "He sure as fuck
must love it by now... he eats it three or four times a fucking day... and
he's been doing so for a fuckin month now"
Donnie then turned his attention back to Robbie, and as serious as a
heart attack he asked his newest bitch to specific. "Soooo, pussy-boy....
Give us your thoughts, on my cum.... too thick?... not thick enough... too
rich?... too creamy... too salty....too sweet... too MUCH?... what?"
This questioning had all six teammates laughing their butt's off.

Thornton, still laughing his ass off, couldn't wait to hear. "Come-on
Blackburn... tell us if you like the taste of Colello's load or not,
don't be shy now... none of us here are going to be offended if you
happen to like the taste of the... disgusting... thick... icky... goo... that
just happens to come out a dudes piss hole... right guys?"
Robbie lowered his head, he'd been trained well by Donnie to answer
quickly when spoken to, or suffer the consequences.
His mumble was barely audible, as he half whispered his answer. "Ya.. it
tastes ok, like he says... I'm used to it now."
Of course Donnie wasn't happy that Robbie's answer was barely heard.
"Speak-up, fucking pussy-boy... repeat what you just said ... only much
louder and like I said... be specific"
Robbie restated his answer, much louder, followed by hoots and chants.
"I guess I've grown to like the taste Of Donnie's cum... it's kinda
sweet... and thick... and he always overfills my mouth with each load"
Each team mate including Donnie were now holding their stomachs and
howling with laughter, causing Robbie to sob, from the humiliation.
As if one decent blow-job was not proof enough that he had turned the
toughest school boy jock into a total cock worshiping faggot, Donnie
insisted that he put on one more show for his team mates.
He made Robbie lay down on his back on the tile floor of the shower, then
Donnie positioned himself over Robbie's head, he then got down on top of
his buds face, in a push-up position, ordering Robbie to open wide.
Donnie stuck the head of his cock into Robbie's mouth and proceeded to
do push-ups, counting as he went along. "one, two, three, .... Thirty
four, thirty five, .... Fifty one, fifty two"
By the time Donnie reached the seventies, everyone watching, began
counting along with him in unison. "seventy three, seventy four, seventy
five..."
Robbie, as usual, was gagging and choking, which failed to bring any
sympathy to those watching... hell no, on the contrary, the sight and
sounds of Robbie choking on Donnie's thick nine inches... seemed only to
be a major turn-on for those horny football players and wrestlers.
I guess it was the pure power and control of which a tough jock had over
another dude, that had them each massaging their jock baskets.

When Donnie drained his balls into Robbie's wanton mouth a second time,
he sat up on Robbie's chest, in a schoolboy pin, and struck a double
biceps victory pose.
With his new admirers, chanting out his name over and over again, it was
so clear, as to who now ran the school. "Donnie, Donnie, Donnie"
Still, Donnie wasn't quite finished with his show.
He was beyond himself hearing his team mates yell out his name, proving
that he was now officially the schools toughest jock, and wanted nothing
more than to give them an encore.
While sitting on top of his little bitch, he ordered Robbie to lick the
entire massive cock. "You still a little hungry, faggot? Would you like
some more protein? Maybe if you beg real nice... Thor will feed you
Thanksgiving Dinner ... but first, you forgot to clean my cock... so start
with licking the head clean, then lick my balls before licking along the
sides of my awesome shaft... GET IT ALL NICE AND CLEAN... I plan on leaving
here and fucking a REAL bitch tonight"
More cheers from his newest fans brought a wide smile to Donnie's face.

Unfortunately, Thornton nor anyone else got to enjoy their first blow-job
from their former leader.
Just as Robbie finished cleaning his master's cock, I gave the signal
that Jones was making his way towards the locker room.
This of course pissed off those waiting patiently to choke the former
leader with their own cocks.
As each one proceeded to dress, they tried making plans with Robbie for
later that night, but the new leader would have a say about that. "He's
not available tonight, guys, I have plans for him later... but tell ya
what... I'll be happy to set up a schedule so that you each get you're
fair share of the new cocksucker`s mouth... that includes private time
with him if you want"
Although there were some unhappy remarks being tossed around the room,
before each went their separate ways, they all were in agreement that a
schedule was probably the best idea.

Once outside the school, Donnie was offered a ride home by Thornton,
which left me totally alone with my DEAMON, scaring the hell out of me.
Robbie however, seemed totally preoccupied with his own problem at hand.
How to literally LIVE through his final year at school.
He walked ahead of me towards his car, then, rather then get into the
car, he leaned backwards against the rear end, and just broke down big
time, sobbing uncontrollably.
I wasn't sure what to do, every time I tried calming him down since
Donnie entered the picture, I would only get yelled at or worse, so I
just stood there like an idiot, my head bowed to the ground, my hands in
my pockets, shifting from one foot to the other and kicking at pebbles
with the toes of my sneakers.

You would think that after having such a horrific day, you would be
pardoned from any further abuse or humiliation, not so for my poor
Robbie.
Out of no-where steps Bryan, all decked out in his shiny silky soccer
shorts, sneakers, and shirtless.
Before continuing, let me just say this. With his skimpy sexy soccer
shorts and no shirt, this frigging dude was FUCKING HOT.
OK, just had to say that.
So like I said, he suddenly appears literally out of no where, leaving me
nearly in a trance, and asking the stupid question. "Holy shit...where
did you just come from, dude?"
"FUCK OFF FAGGOT" Was his reply, as he roughly shoulder chucks me out
of his way.
Now directly in Robbie's tearful face, yelling loudly.
Bryan is anxious to have Robbie eating his words from that day at the
Mall. "So Blackburn... you ready to teach me some fucking manners, like
you promised... huh?"
Not waiting for a response from Robbie, Bryan punched my bud in the face
three times, before pummeling Robbie in the abs with some pretty powerful
gut punches.
Before Robbie even knew what the fuck was going down, Bryan dragged him
by the hair to a small grassy patch on the other side of the car, totally
out of view from anyone remaining at school, then using his powerful
soccer legs he worked on Robbie's abs, kneeing him a half dozen times
while holding him up by a fistful of hair, before allowing Robbie to
finally drop to the ground.

The whole thing happened so fucking fast, in just a matter of seconds,
Robbie was in a fetal position groaning loudly from the pain.
At first with Bryan standing over Robbie, it appeared he was done beating
him up. "Not so fucking tough without your bud Colello... are you,
faggot? I knew I could kick your ass, and fuck... if I haven't been
wanting to do this for fucking years, tough-boy"
Bryan then used the toes of his sneakers to turn Robbie over onto his
back.
I was so fucking disappointed with him, he didn't even try to get up, he
just laid there looking up at Bryan, with one palm on his painful left
jaw, and the other clutching his painful abs.
This only brought a smirk from Bryan. "What? ... man You just going to
lay there while I work you over? ... come-on get up, I wanna feel that
awesome high... the incredible feeling of power, as I put you back down
there... groveling at my fucking feet, FAGGOT!"
When Robbie still failed to get up, Bryan simply fell hard on top of
Robbie's face, smothering my poor buds face with that wicked muscled
butt of his, all wrapped up wicked tight in that thin silky material.
Bryan sat squarely on top of Robbie's face, and began pummeling those
once powerful abs of my bud.
Giving every solid punch all his power and then some.
You could barely hear Robbie's painful groaning, as Bryan was no where
near close to easing up on his power punches.
It seemed like hours, but probably only long moments, before Bryan
stopped the punching, turned his body around, now straddling Robbie's
chest, he gave Robbie a nasty evil grin. "We're not done yet... faggot.
Not till you beg me to stop beating on you... and then you're going to
beg me to let you BLOW me... after that... and ONLY if the blow-job is
decent... I may only wanna slap you around a little. So let's hear it...
queer-boy... beg me to stop hurting you."

Robbie didn't even hesitate a frigging second, before he started
pleading with Bryan to ease up on the beating. "Please, dude... I'm
sorry I said that... that night at the Mall... I was just pissed off... I
didn't really mean it... I swear... please... no more punches... I give"
Tears were now rolling down my face, for two totally different reasons,
one, I was feeling sorry for Robbie, but I was also crying because I
wondered who this dude was, laying there on the ground, begging the dude
on top of him to please stop hurting him?
One thing was for sure, it wasn't my wicked tough, best bud next door,
it wasn't the tough dude I had grown to admire and worship all these
years, it sure as hell wasn't my idol.

Bryan was one big grin, as he moved in closer to Robbie's face, till
that silky bulge was pressed tightly to the nose and mouth of that
stranger laying their beneath him. "lick my crotch, faggot... here, start
with my balls... lick right through the thin nylon and make love to my
balls... fucking queer... you`re gonna be sucking my baby makers right
outta them in a minute... but for now... just massage them with that fuckin
tongue of yours, fucking cock-sucking faggot... you and I are gonna being
meeting up like this a lot from now on... I promise you... yeeeaaah,
sweeeeet... now beg me to let you suck my dick, fuckin queer... yeeeaaah...
beg me real nice like"
I just stood there shaking my head slowly as I listened to some stranger
plead with another dude to let him suck the dudes dick.
It literally was only a second or two before Robbie was begging to be
allowed to blow yet another dude. "Please, Bry... let me blow you... I'm
begging you... please let me give you a blow-job"

Again, like a total idiot I stood back and watched as Robbie was fed his
second cock ever.
Now, like me, he was well on his way of becoming a cock connoisseur.
Bryan made Robbie lick and then suck the big knob over and over again,
while still sitting on top of Robbie's upper chest in a tight school boy
pin.
With the front waste band of his thin, skimpy, soccer shorts now tucked
under his nut-sac, and his well muscled soccer thighs splayed on each
side of Robbie's head, Bryan was ready for his first ever blow-job from
another dude.
If you're wondering why he chose Robbie to be the first, join the club,
but we soon find out.
Bryan, was moaning like a sick cow as his nice looking cock-head was
being worshiped. "Oooooohhhhhh fuuckkking yes... yes... YES...lick and suck
my cock-head, fag-boy... lick it....lick it...now suck it....SUCK
IT....oooohhh fuckkkin aaaayyy... make fucking love to my dick-head...
yeeeaah....sweeeeeeet... you're gonna be my first male bitch."
I began rubbing my own basket as I watched Robbie devour another nice
size dick.
I nearly shot my load when Bryan grabbed a tight fistful of Robbie's
hair and power-slammed his tool all the way into the former tough-boys
mouth and throat, and held there.
Lucky for Robbie, Bryan was a couple of inches smaller than Donnie, so
taking it all the way so roughly and brutally wasn't exactly life
threatening these days.
Now leaning down on top of Robbie's face, Bryan humped a little then
brutally shoved back in all the way, and held again.
"Oooooohhhh fuck... fuck... fuck... I never knew getting head from a faggot
was this fucking awesome. Just so you know... you're the first queer I
ever let blow me. Seeing Colello's cum smeared all over your tough boy
lips today, made me horny as all fuck. See, my bro always told me... if
you want head get it from a chic... but if you want GREAT head... get some
fag to blow you, on top of receiving awesome head... you can be as rough
as you want"

Like all tough boys, hearing another dude choke on your tool, must make
all the whistles blow... deep down in your loins.
I'm serious, I swear it must send off that alarm, inside the cum
factory, to start churning that hot lava.
I mean it seems to work that way with Robbie, and Donnie, and Hammer-boy,
and now Bryan.
Once the dude on the bottom starts gagging and choking, it isn't long
before the dude on top starts shooting, massively.

Bryan, now leaning over Robbie's head, began bouncing up and down wicked
hard on Robbie's face, brutally pistoning his cock in and out of my
former hero's mouth and throat.
Then quickly he sat up on Robbie's chest and savagely with both his
hands on the back of Robbie's head, Bryan gave a brutal yank forward,
while at the same time giving his hips a powerful thrust, spearing
Robbie's throat harder than Donnie had ever done.
Creating all kinds of emotions from the totally beaten Robbie,
His eyeballs rolled back into his head for a second or two, the choking
and gagging was totally uncontrollable, his entire body was shaking, his
fists were pounding the ground.
Meanwhile, Bryan was showing some emotion as well, yet unlike Robbie's
uncomfortable and totally freaked out emotions, Bryan's emotions were
showing signs of total bliss, and ecstasy.
While holding onto Robbie's head wicked tight, he threw his head back,
closed his eyes and began hissing, and moaning, and growling for what
seemed like minutes, but was probably only long seconds. Yet, to poor
Robbie, I'm sure it seemed like hours.

Bryan, returned to earth and looked down at the top of Robbie's still
inflated head, and grinned as he pulled out half-way, kinda like a little
teaser, before roughly thrusting back in, and keeping up with this
technique till he was thoroughly milked, long moments later.
"Now clean it... and clean it good... we're almost done ...for today that
is... gonna have to high five my brother... he was so right on... have to
pass this info onto my little bro now... for sure"

Bryan kept Robbie pinned beneath him, as he kept his promise about
slapping him around a little.
Bitch slapping Robbie, gently at first, then progressively more roughly.
He asked his new male bitch questions in between the steady slaps. "So,
how long you been sucking cock, queer-boy" Robbie now feeling the wicked
sting from the slapping,
began squinting his eyes while trying hard to answer Bryans questions.
"Donnie was the first, about a month ago... could you please stop
slapping me, dude"
Bryan just smirked. "Get used to it... I'm gonna be bitch slapping you
all over the fucking school, BITCH. You sure it's only been a month?
You're too fucking good at this to be a newcomer. Bet you been giving
your queer bud here blow-jobs for years... eh? ... hmmm, maybe...just
maybe... Abe here isn't a fag after all... maybe it's been you sucking
his dick all along"
The very thought sent an urge throughout my entire body, even made me rub
my semi hard on, imagining it was me sitting on top of Robbie and fucking
his mouth raw.
Then I was curious, how did Bryan know I was gay to begin with.
As the slaps got harder, tears began running down Robbie's cheeks.
"Noooo, I swear...I've never done anything with this faggot, cept making
him blow me a few times a day, and beat the fuck outta him, whenever I
felt the urge... that's all...I swear I've never touched his queer dick"

The bitch slapping went on till, the slaps were so hard that Bryan was
literally leaving hand imprints on Robbie's face.
He also continued asking his new male bitch humiliating questions.
Finally like an hour and a half after it all began, Bryan was done... for
the day.
He and Robbie were now standing, nose to nose, as Bryan held tightly to a
fistful of Robbie's hair. "Like I said, you and I are gonna get
together like this a couple of times a week. On the days I don't get
real pussy, your mouth will have to do... GOT IT?" "Yes... I got
it...please let go of my hair?"
Bryan was now wearing THE grin, the same grin that Robbie had before
being outted, the same grin, Donnie wears so proudly, and the same grin
Hammer-boy had after taking control of me.
I guess it was the grin of superiority, a grin that you get when you have
complete and total control over another dude, and you both know it.
Before releasing the grip on Robbie's hair, he had one more demand.
"You're free to go, but first get down on your knees, and give my
cock-head a nice long... wet kiss, BITCH"
Fucking Robbie was on his knees in lightening speed.
What the fuck was that all about? Fear? Respect? Who knows... but there he
was, kneeling before another dude, kissing the dudes thick knob, the way
he used to kiss Shannon.

Finally it was just Robbie and I, and he was such a fucking mess. I was
too disgusted with him to even offer a shoulder for him to cry on.
No longer afraid of him beating the fuck out of me, I helped him into the
car, and actually yelled at him for the first time ever. "STRAIGHTEN THE
FUCK OUT... you have to drive us home... and I'll be damned if I want you
fucking crying while you're driving ME home"
I was shocked for maybe the third or fourth time today, actually lost
fucking count.
Anyways, I was wicked surprised after yelling at Robbie that he didn't
take a swing at me, quite the contrary, he actually apologized to me, you
heard me right...fucking Blackburn actually said he was sorry to ME, even
calling me by name. "Im sorry, Abe... I'll try to stop crying till I get
you safely home... what's happening to me, Abe?... It feels like my whole
world is crumbling, to bits and pieces. What's worse is... I don't even
hate Donnie... not even Bryan....I mean I should...right? I know I should
hate them both...yet I don't... isn't that weird?"

I was still disgusted with his actions with Bryan, I mean fucking Bryan,
a year younger than Robbie, and no where's near the muscle god that
Robbie is... or was.
Ok, I could see Donnie, taking total control of Robbie, and ya, maybe
Bryan has put on some muscle, but he's still smaller and younger, no
matter how you look at it.
So what if he's in the same grade as Robbie, Donnie, and me, the kid has
brains... never had brawn though, not till just this year, and now he's
like some kinda fucking bully or something.
I looked over at this stranger driving the car, and told him exactly how
I felt. "Weird? Ya... I guess you can say that... you're just some kinda
fucking weirdo lately....I'll give you that. Now stop the fucking
sniffling... you're making me sick, what with all this fucking whining
like the little bitch that you've become... SO FUCKING CUT IT... or I'll
fucking bitch slap you myself, fucking cunt"
Oooohhh yeah, that was me talking, may not be walking... once we reach my
house, but that all came from me, shock # what-the-fuck-ever.
I even felt myself flinch after the last word left my mouth, but nothing
happened. No back-hand to my face, no right handed fist to the side of my
head, not even a verbal threat, NOTHING.

I decided not to push my luck, and kept my mouth shut the rest of the way
home.
When we pulled up into Robbie's driveway, there was Donnie sitting on
the back steps, looking super fucking hot, with a tight sleeveless muscle
shirt, cut high above his cute navel, pecs stretching the tee big time.
His guns all pumped up, and wearing wicked tight camouflaged army pants,
with a bulge and a half protruding the crotch.
Damn did he look HOT, even if he didn't look to frigging happy.
Thankfully, Robbie's rents weren't home yet, because Donnie was some
kinda pissed. "WHERE THE FUCK YOU BEEN, COCKSUCKER? It don't take no
two hours to get here from the fucking school, and I don't remember
giving fucking permission to go ANYWHERE after school"
Before Robbie could get one word out of his mouth, Donnie was punching
the fuck out of him.
I stood there taking it all in, Robbie not lifting one finger to protect
himself.
Donnie punched Robbie over and over again for like a good ten minutes,
before he calmed down.
We all then headed for the rear door, once inside, I grabbed a cola from
the fridge, and said my goodbyes, figuring I'd seen enough abuse for one
day.

Donnie, roughly grabbed me as I headed for the door. "No, no... not so
fast, missy. I have a special treat for us all tonight. I brought a
special DVD for us to watch when we're ready for bed.
So you're allowed to go and kiss mommy, spend a little time with her...
then get your ass back here... I want all three of us to watch this video
together"
I agreed to come back after dinner and spend the night.
But I hated the fact that I had less freedom with Donnie than I had with
Robbie, and I wasn't even getting anything from Donnie.
He just wanted me around to witness Robbie's humiliation, and by being
there, he figured it would humiliate Robbie that much more, and that may
have worked in the beginning, but these days, I don't even think Robbie
notices me in the room while he's being subjected to humiliating tasks.
I think having me as a witness, doesn't even faze Robbie, these days.

I hadn't spent a lot of time with my mom since Donnie came into the
picture, always running in and out of the house, so it was kinda nice
sharing some time with her now.
We talked before dinner and all the way through dinner.
At one point, she just stood there staring at me, then she commented on
how my body was growing. "you know dear, you're becoming a very
handsome young man, you must spend time working out with Robbie these
days, your body is taking on muscle, and you're filling out all over"
I walked over and looked into the full length mirror hanging in the
downstairs bathroom. I was amazed, I actually did look a little fuller.
"Hmmm, I don't know, mom... I'm not working out or anything... yet
you're right... I do look different... strange... huh?" "Not really,
hon... your dad is just naturally muscular appearing... so I guess you get
it from him"
Mom, never mentions my father, and I hardly ever think of him, but there
is a photo of him on my moms dresser, and he does look as though he works
out, but then again, he was a hard worker, so that may explain why HE
looks so muscular, but why it is I'm beginning to look stronger... I have
no idea.

After dinner, I kissed mom goodnight and explained that I was spending
another night at Robbie's.
She just shrugged her shoulders, and sighed. "You'd think he'd be
tired of your face by now... ooooh by the way, your new friend aaaahhh
sorry dear, I don't remember his name off hand... the one that spent the
night here with you and Anthony not that long ago....aaaaahhh... hmmm"
I just smiled... Hammer-boy, mom...his name is Hammer-boy"
She gave me that look of hers, when she thinks I'm teasing her.
"Seriously dear, what is his name? You know... he's such a sweetheart,
always so polite and such a gentleman on the phone. If he's told me
once, he's told me a thousand times now... how very much he enjoyed his
stay-over that night. I keep telling him he's more than welcomed to stay
any time he chooses.... Anyways, he told me to tell you to check your
e-mails, he says he has sent you a few and has not herd from you. So
would you do that for me, hon. He really is so sweet"
I just rolled my eyes, if she only knew how much he truly did enjoy that
stay-over. What am I talking about? If she only knew the REAL him, sweet?
I don't think so. "K mom, just for you... I will check my emails after
school tomorrow, and email him back, promise"
I kissed her on the cheek and ran to Robbie's, not wanting Donnie to be
as angry at me, as he was with Robbie earlier.

Mr. and Mrs. Blackburn were seated in the family room, when I entered and
yelled my hello as I headed for the basement door. "Hello, Abe how are
you, dear? And slow down... Robbie will still be in the basement by the
time you get down there. By the way... his grandparents think that you are
the sweetest thing since cotton candy, they send their love" "Thank
you... and please thank them for me... see ya"
Once downstairs, I found Robbie knealing at the foot of his, ooops, I
mean, Donnie's Solaflex, with Donnie stretching and pumping that wicked
awesome body of his.
Robbie had a couple new war bruises on his face, from this afternoon, and
I wondered how he explained them away to his rents, but didn't dare
bring up the subject while Donnie was around.
I took a good look at my one time hero, and he really has changed, he's
looking much thinner these days, and his muscle tone seems to be slowly
disappearing.
Donnie only made a snide remark as I sat down next to Robbie. "Nice of
you to join us, faggot... glad you finally got around to coming back,
musta liked what your boyfriend got this afternoon for being late... you
asking me to give you the same treatment? Is that it? Cause I sure as
hell don't have a problem with that."
I looked over at Donnie and apologized. "Sorry, sir... it's just that I
haven't spent much time with my mom lately... and I..."
Donnie cut me short. "Whatever, bitch... I don't need to here your
fucking sob stories... just don't keep me waiting again... or else"
Once Donnie was finished with his work-out, he stood in front of Robbie,
wearing a thin pair of white boxer-briefs with a black `$2.00 first'
waist band.
The briefs were totally saturated with Donnie's sweat, showing off his
massive equipment and leaving nothing to the imagination.
He grinned down at Robbie. "What you waiting for slave-boy... start
licking"
Without needing to be told twice, Robbie's tongue was out and doing
it's job almost immediately, licking the wet briefs from balls to
cock-head.
"Yeeeaaah, that's it you fucking pussy... take care of your mans sweat...
yeeeaaah lap it up, fucking twat. You know I'm going to fuck your lights
out tonight, right?... Maybe a few times before daylight... and we have the
perfect video to watch while my power tool here is pumping a nice load of
Colello seed up your ass, now stand up and do my pits, you know the route
I want you to take by now"
I not only watched closely, but also found myself craving for some of
Donnie's protien, not having any since that first night he entered the
picture.
I was some what surprised at my self, this is the first time I actually
desired someone other than Robbie, so strongly.
I guess it was like Shannon said... `name me one person that doesn't
want to be fucked by Donnie', well, it wasn't that I wanted to be
fucked by him, been there, way too big for me, but I did enjoy the taste
of his cum, not to mention the copious volume, and at the moment, I was
so craving to taste it again.
After watching Robbie tongue worship his hot seventeen year old master, I
was beginning to feel slighted.
It had been a while since I had tasted cock and more importantly... CUM,
and now... nearly two weeks since I had my mouth fucked by Hammer-boy, I
found myself actually craving for it.
Hmmmm, maybe I would answer his e-mail tomorrow after all.
When the `once around the world' show was over, Donnie shoved Robbie
down face first on the sheeted air mattress near the TV, and threw a
couple of pillows at him. "Better make yourself comfortable, cunt...
it's gonna be a long, long night"
He then turned to me and ordered me to place the video he brought, into
the DVD player.
After doing so, and then hitting play, I laid myself down on the sheeted
air mattress next to thiers, and rested my chin on top of the pillows
just as Robbie had done.
Within seconds I heard what sounded like a deep muffled cry come from
Robbie who was laying right next to me.
I turned my head to see what the fuck that noise was, and sure enough, it
was coming from Robbie.
Donnie had stuffed one of the socks he had worn that day into Robbie's
mouth, and was now laying fully on top of Robbie, it must have been when
he had penetrated him all the way, that Robbie made that horrific noise.
Donnie, turned his head in my direction, and grinned that wicked evil
grin of his. "This fucking fag loves the taste of my dirty socks
especially after I've been working out in em all day... yep just fuckin
loves the taste... almost as much as he loves the taste of my cum. Tell
ya... you two are going to fucking love this video"
Donnie finished that sentence just as he withdrew and then with all his
strength, he mercilessly thrusted as hard as he could back into Robbie's
butt, causing another tearful muffled yelp from the dude, I used to
admire.
As disgusted as I was with this new Robbie, I still felt pity for him at
the moment, being fucked by Donnie wasn't something I envied anybody
for, trust me.

Once the video started, I turned my gaze from Robbie to the TV, the first
scene was of Donnie and what appeared to be a young brother doing
push-ups on a thick matt.
If the other dude was his brother, he was wicked good looking, not as
muscular as Donnie, but had a pretty hot bod all the same, and his drop
dead good looks more than made up for the lack of muscle tone.
Once they finished their push-ups the two sat on a couch and faced the
camera.
"Hey, Robbie, wanna introduce you to my bro, Rocco, we call him the
Rock. I know that you two have met before but it's been a few years so,
I figured I would reintroduce ya's. He can't wait to meet you again,
he's been having wet dreams for the past couple of weeks... ever since I
showed him that hot video you and I starred in. He want's to say hi, so
I'll let him speak for himself. But hey, don't go away, cause I have a
special guest that I know you'll wanna see, but for now, here's the
Rock"

We watched as the Rock stood up and began doing body poses, while talking
to us, or more precisely to Robbie.
"Hey fag, my bro says you like dudes with muscle... you like these guns?
See how they blow up when I flex em... nice, huh? Take a look at these
legs, see how thick these thigh muscles are, you like em?"
Rocco, and Donnie were both wearing tight boxer-briefs and nothing else,
I say this because I want you to get the full picture as Rocco began
doing a slow strip, sort of teasing us, as he spoke.
Using the palm of his left hand to brush the waist-band down a tiny bit
at a time, while standing with his legs spread wide, and doing a tight
muscle pose with his right biceps.
He continued with the slow strip, brushing the front waistband down
gently and slowly, till his thick black curlie's were showing, never
giving us a full view of his nice size dick, but his thick pubes were
incredibly hot looking all by them selves.
I can't emphasize enough how gorgeous this dude is, with his pitch black
curly hair, that was long in the back but shorter on the sides, kinda
like that of the statue of David.
His smooth olive skin, was flawless, and where there was a little sweat
built up, it gave the olive skin such a hot sheen, kind of made you wanna
lick the tv screen.
His pearly whites were shaped perfect, as was his wicked dark eyes and
huge black brows.
We all watched as he grabbed a handful of his package, and hissed with
clenched teeth.
"What about this... I bet you like this muscle, eh, queer-boy? My bro
says he loves listening to you choke, funny, how that must run in the
family... cause that's my favorite sound too. I may not be as muscular as
my bro Donnie, but I'm just as big where it counts most... well, you'll
be seeing it soon enough, so you'll be able to compare for yourself.
Meanwhile, my bro wants to get on with the show... I personally think
you're gonna love it, so relax and enjoy... see ya soon, bitch"

I turned my head to see how Robbie was holding up, with Donnie's dirty
sock still inside his mouth, Robbie's moans were nearly silent, but the
pain was no longer in his eyes, so I figured he was fine for the moment.
Meanwhile Donnie was sort of slow fucking him, with long slow thrusts.
The scene was truly hot, with Donnie laying on top, and his entire body
covering Robbie's, even his legs wrapped around Robbie's, so that even
if Robbie was strong enough, he still wouldn't be able to escape from
the wieght of the hard muscles pinning him down so effortlessly.
Donnie turned his head towards me, and grinned. "the best part is coming
up now, so stop drooling and pay attention, cunt"
The next scene had my eys bugging out, and once again on this day I was
shocked beyond belief
I couldn't hold it back no matter how hard I tried as I screamed out.
"Oooh my fucking word... no way, man... no fucking way"
Donnie meanwhile was laughing his ass off. "Ooooh yes, way... but keep
your eyes glued to the screen"

I turned my head to see Robbie's expression, he was sobbing, and tried
burying his face into the pillows.
But Donnie would have none of that, as he grabbed a fistful of Robbie's
hair and roughly yanked Robbie's head up high and held it there, while
at the same time he gave his bitch several wicked hard thusts, and
gritted his teeth as he spoke. "Keep your eyes opened and on the screen,
you fucking cocksucker, I made this video just for you, and you're gonna
watch the whole fucking thing even if I have to hold your head up like
this the whole time, fucking ungrateful bitch"

On the screen was Donnie wearing only the bright red thong type jock
strap that he bought with Robbie's own money.
But of course it wasn't the jockstrap that was shocking, it was a naked
Shannon kneeling in front of Donnie licking it, that had Robbie and I so
totally out of it.
The voice on the screen started out as Donnie's, and the words exchanged
between the two were just as shocking as the scene itself. "So tell me
again, cunt... why did you and that faggot Robbie break up?"
Shannon pulled her face away from that massive bulge, and looked up at
Donnie. "Come on, Donnie. I've already told you three times... it was
because he wanted me to give him head... and well.... well I'm not into
that... it's disgusting"
Donnie turned his head to the camera and gave us his evil grin, then
again looked down into Shannons eyes and smirked. "but you don't have a
problem sucking MY dick, right?" Donnie emphasized his question by
grabbing a handful of Shannons blond hair and roughly mashing her face
into his bulging jockstrap. He then yanked her head away so that she
could answer.
She looked up at the hunk of hunks and whimpered. "Nooo I don't have a
problem giving YOU a blow-job"
Again Donnie turned to the camera with that evil grin and winked.
Then smiled down at the bitch kneeling before him and proceeded with his
questions. "and why is it you don't have a problem sucking MY dick,
when you wouldn't go along with sucking queer-boy Robbie's?"
The slut Shannon, again forced her eyes away from the jockboy's crotch
and gazed up the new top gun jock at school.
She gave her answer in broken words, totally aware that her answer would
certainly paint her as a mean fucking SLUT.
"because... You know... you said... you told me, that you wouldn't... you
know... that you wouldn't ever fuck me again... if I didn't suck you dick
each time before fucking me."
Donnie again smiled broadly into the camera. "That's right, cunt... you
don't suck MY dick... I don't fuck your brains out... it's as simple as
that... and why is it so important to you... that I fuck your brains out,
you little slut?"
It was clear that Shannon just wanted to get on with the blow-job, and
that these questions were beginning to anoy her. "Please Donnie, can't
we just get on with it... I so wanna feel this inside me... please?"
"yeeaah, you just keep begging, bitch... when I'm through with my
questions... you'll feel it inside you alright... oooh yeeaah... I promise
you, you'll feel it... now just answer the questions. Why is it so
important to you that I fuck your brains out?"
Poor Shannon, she would have been just as happy to kneel there and stare
at that awesome cotton covered mound, less than an inch from her pouty
lips.
But, her NEED to feel that huge Italian Salami deep inside her pussy was
far to great. "I just... I can't make it through a whole week... without
you fucking me, Donnie. I need to feel this hot strong body of yours... on
top of me, fucking me as hard as you want... you're the bigest in school,
in every way... you're the top gun now... and I need to have you... at
least once a week or as often as you want... so I'll do anything...
anything you demand"

Donnie was beside himself, gleeing joyfully into the camera, before
getting down to business with Robbie's girlfriend.
"and what I demand from you... you fucking little slut... is that you
lower my jockstrap with you mouth, and get busy licking my fucking
balls... NOW!"
Shannon like her now gay boyfreind, or rather former boyfriend, wasted no
time obeying her young master.
However, unlike her former jock boyfriend, it took her no time at all to
lower that sexy jockstrap to the floor, and a lot less time to wrap her
tongue around Donnie's massive ball-sac.
Donnie once again winked into the camera, and allowed his latest conquest
to work his balls for a while, before grabbing her by the hair and
raising her head to his thick nine inch pussy slayer. "SUCK THAT HEAD
INTO YOUR MOUTH, AND LICK MY PISS-SLIT, fucking pig slut"
I again turned my head towards Robbie, and saw the tears dripping down
his cheeks.
He was still sucking on Donnie's sock, but Donnie's position had
changed. the top gun jock-boy was now straddling Robbie's butt in a
sitting position, while still thrusting away inside his slave-boys once
tight bubble butt.
Donnie also had his hands covering Robbie's mouth while stretching his
neck and shoulders as far back as he could, holding Robbie's head up as
high as it could possibly go, without snapping the neck.
He obviously wanted the fucking to last a while, as he would brutally
fuck Robbie's butt wicked hard, and then slow down for a bit.
Back on the screen, Shannon was still worshiping the thick head of
Donnie's cock, while listening to the on going verbal abuse from him.
"oooohh yeeaah... that's it... stick the tip of you tongue right down
into my piss-slit. You know... that's your boyfriends favorite thing to
do also... ya he fucking loves sucking my piss-slit... always trying to
either suck my cum or my piss right out of it. Ya, you heard me right...
your boyfriend loves it when I piss into his fuckin mouth... he drinks it
right down like water... but don't worry... this is only your fourth time
blowing me... soon you'll be doing everything he does... just to humor
me"
A few minutes passed before Donnie was sinking more and more of his thick
salami into Shannon's mouth, he was about three quarters in before she
began choking and gagging big time, but he held there and laughed at her
suffering. "You're doing better... by this time next week, you'll be
taking the whole shaft down your slutty throat, I promise"
She did her best to pull her head away, but Donnie only laughed at her
struggle, even began thrusting his power tool in and out of her mouth.
His thrusts were slow at first, but within minutes, he added brutal force
to his thrusts, and began slamming his huge cock inside her mouth and
throat mercilessly.
Of course while fucking her throat so roughly, he felt the need to speak
directly to his slave-boy.
"Yeah... eat your heart out Blackburn... not only is your girlfriend
SUCKING COCK... she's sucking the COCK you just happen to be in love
with"

I turned my head to get Robbie's reaction, and just as I did, I noticed
Donnie was now fucking Robbie's bubble butt with brutally sadistic
force. "Aaaaahhhh fuck... hearing you fucking crying while watching your
chic suck my dick has got me soooo fucking horny... but you may wanna save
your tears for later, cocksucker... cause the best is yet to come"
Robbie's face was drenched in tears, and no wonder, how long had he
tried to get Shannon to suck his dick? I'm here to tell you it was
nearly two frigging years, and here she is nearly choking to death on
Donnie Colello's thick nine inch tool in less than a couple of weeks.
Meanwhile back on the screen, Donnie was still doing quite a number on
Shannon. What with slamming her throat mercilessly, and all the verbal
abuse as well. "Ooooh yeeaah, bitch, I've taught you well... you're
using that tongue of yours just the way I like it. Amazing what practice
can accomplish... huh. Oooooh fuck, fuck, fuck, get ready for your sweet
reward, cunt.... Cause here is comes... remember what I told you last
time... keep it all in your mouth... till I say you can swallow."

Shannons weak fists were pummeling Donnie's well muscled legs, as he
gave her throat a mighty thrust and held, while his thick power tool
throbbed within her mouth, coating it with thick Colello jock juice.
She may have looked miserable at the moment, choking and gagging on the
biggest cock in school, along with the sweet cream that was literally
filling her mouth, but I still envied her, even as her eyes bulged out
and heavy tear drops flowed down her cheeks, and she gagged as though she
may pass out at any moment.

When Donnie had finished milking his last drops of pearly white nectar
inside her mouth, he warned her again about keeping it inside her mouth.
"Remember, cunt... not one drop leaves your mouth. We need to show your
boyfriend what your tongue looks like... coated with my sperm."
Donnie dragged Shannon closer to the camera, so that we could get a
close-up of the sluts tongue. "Now open up wide and stick your tongue
out, so that your fucking queer boyfriend can see for himself that the
proof is in the puddin"
Donnie began laughing his ass off at his pun on words.

After showing us that her mouth cavity was nearly full with Donnie's
cum, he insisted that she continue to look into the camera and swallow a
little bit at a time. "Good girl, I know how badly you wanna eat my baby
batter, so go ahead, just a little bit at a time."
Once she had finished swallowing the entire load of jock-boy juice,
Donnie humiliated her a little more. "What a good girl... now continue
looking into the camera, and smile, while using your palm to rub your
belly, and say `uuumm uuuuummmm good` like a good little slut would say
after eating Colello sperm"
Shannon followed Donnie's orders, while smiling right at us.
I just shook my head, and whispered to Robbie. "don't feel bad, dude.
Just think of it this way... Your only loss is one hell of a slutty pig,
and your loss... is assholes gain"
I guess Donnie's hearing is better than I gave him credit for. "You
know what, bitch? You're getting just a little too fucking mouthy... keep
it up... and I'll have you up here sucking my cum right outta your
boyfriends butt-hole, and that`s after I punch your fuckin lights out,
and wake you with a face fulla piss, fucking little faggot"

Just when we thought the show on the screen was over, Donnie gives
further orders to Shannon. "Now, my little slave girl... you know what
you need to do next... let's show em how well I've trained you"
Without any argument on Shannons part, she sank to her knees, stuck out
her tongue, and began lapping Donnie's entire shaft, starting with the
lower cock and working around it in a spiraling direction.
However, Donnie wasn't too pleased. "uh uh bitch, I know you love the
taste of my cock... but you know where to start by now"
Donnie wrapped his own fist around his heavy tool and lifted it high,
leaving his bull balls right at the level of her lips. "LICK EM CLEAN,
CUNT"

Just as those words left Donnie's mouth, I heard him and Robbie next to
me, moaning loudly. Donnie had finally shot his load into Robbie.
As I turned my head to look at them, Donnie was laying flat on top of
Robbie, enveloping Robbie's body entirely with his muscles, as Robbie
struggled to throw him off, with no success. "Where you think you're
going, bitch? There's more to the video, and I've only thrown one fuck
into you... I gotta go for at least three before morning, you should know
that by now"

With that said, Donnie began pumping Robbie's rounded ass all over
again.
He was also right on about the video not being over yet.
Once Shannon was finished tongue bathing Donnie's equipment, he held her
face in front of his semi hard dick, and began asking her degrading
questions.
"you fucking love my cock more than anything and ANYONE, dontcha?"
Without even having to think about the question even for one second, she
was nodding her head yes.
I so bad wanted to spit in her face, and I made a mental note to do just
that.
Meanwhile Donnie continued with the questions, while holding her head
within a hair of his thickening cock. Bet that more than anything in
life, you wish that my cock had a twin... dontcha?"
Again, the slut answered without giving it a thought. "do you really
think you could handle TWO cocks if there was another one exactly like
mine?"
Shannon looked up at Donnie questioningly. "Donnie, I swear... that if
your cock had a twin... I would love them both equally"
A huge smile appeared on the new Top Guns puss. "That's exactly what I
was hoping you'd say... Come on out bro."
Suddenly walking into the view of the camera was Rocco, all smiles and
totally naked. He stopped briefly to face the camera, then lifted his
nine inch thick tool up with his fist wrapped around it, and pointed it
right at us. "Here ya go Robbie, check it out... but no need to drool,
you'll be getting a good taste of it soon enough"
Rocco then took his place at Donnie's side, and smiled down at Shannon.
"so I'm happy to hear that you're gonna equally LOVE my cock as much
and as often as you do my lil bro's"
Then as if he had just read my mind, he spat in her face not once, but
twice. "I've been watching and listening from that door way over there,
and I just have to tell ya, In my eighteen years, I've met a lot of
sluts... especially growing up downtown here... but you most definitely get
the trophy for being the BIGGEST SLUT my dick has ever had the pleasure
of meeting, now SUCK ME OFF, and while blowing me, I want you to keep one
very important thing in mind... my lil bro here may have the patience of
an ANGEL to wait till you can properly DEEP THROAT him... but I can
HONESTLY say... I DON`T"