Date: Tue, 06 Jan 2009 20:03:45 -0500
From: joshhmax@aim.com
Subject: dreams of alex part 2

This story is completely written from my imagination and is only slightly
based on real characters and my fantasies involving them. Do not continue
to read this if it is illegal in your jurisdiction or if you disapprove of
sex between two teenage boys.

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I received numerous comments about the fact that I never gave the main
character a name. I do not plan to ever give him one other than the ones
the Alex chooses to call him. I do this because I want everyone who reads
this to be able to put themselves in his shoes. His name is your name. His
experiences can be your experiences. If anyone has any comments about this
or wants further clarification, please feel free to email me at
joshhmax@aol.com

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"Are you sure it's hard." Nervous laughter, my stomach churning. "No wonder
this guys a virgin!" More laughter, filling my head my mind fully unable to
stop it. "He still wears fuckin' whitey-tighties!" More laughter this time
filling my every thought leaving me completely helpless. SWAT! A sound
fills the air around me, like a gun going off. My mind jerks out of my
daydream and I realize that Mrs. Hostetter is standing right in front of
me. Holding her meter stick menacingly in her hand. "Would you care to tell
the class what was so important that you have to daydream about it while
you are supposed to be listening to me teach?" My heart starts racing as a
thousand excuses flood into my mind none of them any better than the next
one. I open my mouth but no words come out. I just continue to stare
blankly in the direction of her eyes. "Well if you don't want to have to
write me a full report discussing every detail of you daydreams then I
suggest you keep your mind on your classwork and try paying a little more
attention." She walks away slowly eyeing the rest of the class to ensure
that everyone else had heard her threat and was paying as much attention as
they good to her dry and boring recitation of the same lectures she has
been giving for the past fifty years. She looked old enough to have seen
most of the stuff she was trying to teach us and worst of all no one seems
to have told her that they no longer whip students when they misbehave
because her meter stick is always in her hand and most of the students in
her class have postulated that shes held onto it for so many years she
couldn't let go if she tried.

It seemed as if the whole day had passed and my mind had still never left
the bus. I had been lucky enough to make it into the school and even
downstairs to the locker room to change into my gym clothes without no one
seeming to notice that I had cummed in my pants. After I was finished I
threw my dirty clothes in my bookbag and went to class and just made it
before the bell. I didn't have any underwear in my locker so I had to spend
the whole day commando which was not a good thing because as my mind kept
wandering back to what happened earlier on the bus my cock immediately
reacted by getting rock hard. Plus I was wearing the basketball shorts from
my gym locker which do nothing to hide an erection in fact I think it
probably wouldn't have been any more obvious if I would have been naked. I
found that the best thing to do was to pull my erection up so it pointed
toward my belly button and hold it down using the waistband of my
shorts. This worked great to hide it but it made me really subconscious
cause if anyone was to lift my shirt they would be greeted by my one eyed
monster making and escape out of my pants.

I tried not to think about it. In fact for the first time in a long time I
tried very earnestly to actually listen to every word that came out of the
teachers mouth. Unfortunately it was having a dual effect, my cock went
soft quickly but also I could feel myself getting closer and closer to
falling asleep, and the last thing I needed was to fall asleep and having
another wet dream while in class with all my friends. Judging by how my
mind kept jumping right back to the events on the bus I was sure that if I
fell asleep it would do the same and I knew that I would not last long
while all of those images and thoughts would be running through my mind.

I made it through the day without any incident. I didn't really have to
many friends to ask too many questions but my closest friends did wonder
why I was wearing my basketball shorts since I had never worn them outside
of the gym before. It wasn't until I was packing up my bookbag after the
last bell had rung that I realized that I would have to get right back on
the bus again. And no matter how far in the front of the bus I sat I would
never be able to keep my mind from wondering and my head from turning and
thinking about Alex. I considered walking home and I knew that it would
take me a while, maybe an hour, but it wouldn't be impossible. "why should
I not ride the bus? This is stupid, am I going to not ride the bus everyday
and just walk there and back? Yeah I can totally see me getting up an extra
hour early just because im afraid of a sixth grader."

I had made my decision. What had happened this morning were a fluke
occurrence and would never happen again. There was no reason to completely
change my daily schedule and lifestyle just because of one incident with a
puny sixth grader. But as I came near the bus all of my strength and
clearheaded thinking went completely out the window. Standing right outside
the door to the bus was three boys. Two of them about my height but 4 years
younger and the other one was Alex. I almost turned and walked straight
home without a second thought but it was too late they had seen me. I
turned around and tried to get lost in one of the crowds of people making
their way home, but it was no use. Someone tapped my shoulder and when I
turned around I was face to face with Alex and the other boys. Alex looked
a lot less intimidating while I was standing. I towered over both him and
even a little over his friends. I took a closer look and realized that they
were the same boys that were holding me from behind earlier this
morning. "Well hello Senior, you weren't going to walk home without even
saying hi were you? Afraid of a sixth grader? I think Im going to change my
mind, Im not going to call you Senior anymore I think Im going to call you
wimp. It seems to suit you a lot better." He said with a laugh that was
quickly joined in by the other two boys. "Come on I have a surprise for
you. But you have to get on the bus with us if you want it."

The thought of what he could possibly give me only sped through my mind for
a second. I knew there was nothing that he could give me that would make me
get on that bus with him again. Much less sit with him while his goons were
nearby. "Um...I...actually I had some things I have to do in town and im
just going to walk home when Im done."

"Bullshit! I already told you I have a surprise for you. Now are you trying
to tell me that you don't want my surprise? Didn't your mother ever teach
you about manners Wimp?" There was no smile, no laughter. Just a stern look
of disapproval. I turn to leave once again. My resolve finally reaching its
peak. As Im walking away I can hear him calling to me. "If you really want
to be rude and not accept my gift that's fine but Ive got a gift that Ill
give to all your little high school friends and Im not so sure you want me
to do that." I stop but I don't turn around. "I think I got his interests
boys." Alex laughs as he walks closer to me and turns me around. "give him
a little preview David." As he says that the blond boy on his left pulls
out his cell phone and clicks away for while until he finally turns it
around and shows it to me. My stomach feels sick and heart starts to race.

"You wouldn't." My throat dry as I swallow hard.

"Why would I take the picture if I didn't want to show it off?" David says
with a slight grin on his face. Very happy about the affect his picture was
having on me. I stopped and got one last look before he took his phone and
put it back in his pocket. The image of me sitting on bus with my cock out
and fully hard while Alex sits beside me with a surprised and scared look,
as if he had no idea what I was doing or why. I don't say a word I just
follow as Alex and the other two as they walk back to the bus.

I feel like a man on death row as he makes his last slow walk toward
death. My feet walking mechanically while my mind is blank. I don't hear
anything, I don't feel anything, I just walk. Slowly the noise of the bus
comes to my ears as my climb the stairs and my stupor is slightly
withdrawn. The same seats that we had sat in this morning were still empty
and all of us sat down without saying anything. My muscles tightened as I
waited very impatiently and with much anxiety about what Alex would do
first. I was so uptight that when the bus started moving with a jolt I
almost leapt out of my seat. Of course everyone in the back regarded this
as funny and soon replied with the necessary action for when I do anything
worth noticing. Laughter.

"Ok well first of all this is your seat for the rest of the year. You will
be here everyday without question, morning and afternoon and you will sit
right here. Even if Im skipping school that day you will sit right here,
and if you don't I will know about it and there will be a punishment."

"I helped him come up with the punishments and believe me he is one twisted
motherfucker so whatever you do I suggest you listen, cause I know I sure
as hell wouldn't want to have to go through even one of his punishments."

"It's too bad for wimp here cause he already earned a punishment
already. Actually he should have earned more then one but since he didn't
know the rules yet Ill give him a little break."

"What rules?" I ask completely oblivious to anything these guys were
talking about.

"The rules I came up with today while I was skipping that damn sixth
period. I swear if I ever have to go to that woman's class again Ill kill
her. I almost did it today because of what she did to me yesterday but my
damn stepdad didn't have any damn bullets in the gun. Whats the use of if
it if it doesn't have any fuckin' bullets?" Alex said while fingering an
object in his bookbag. I was so scared out of my mind after hearing him say
that and I wanted so bad to just get up and run out of the bus rather then
continue to share a seat with him. But then he smiled at me started to
instruct me of my rules. "Anyway, first off. I don't ever want to see you
wearing those fuckin little boy undies. If your going to be sitting in this
seat with me than they have to go. I cant be seen spending all kinds of
time with some 5 year old senior. Second, since we have already showed this
morning that I am twice the man you are I want you to call me Mr. Alex and
you will never call me anything but that you hear me? Even when you are
near your friends, when you are near your parents it doesn't matter no
matter where we are together that was you will call me. And I already ask
these two and they say that the appropriate name for both of them is
Sir. Never anything but Sir. Do you hear me wimp?" Alex said getting a
little frustrated with me because I kept looking away from him. I don't
want to say anything but im so scared of what he might do if I don't say
anything so I reply softly.

"yes A...I mean Mr. Alex."

"That was pretty fuckin close Wimp you better not let that happen
again. Now last but not least on Friday's from now on you are going to come
home with me, David, and Robert, and you are going to do what we say when
we say it and wherever we say to do it. You understand Wimp?"

"Yes Mr. Alex"

"What day is today Wimp?"

"Friday Mr. Alex"

"That's right now grab your stuff cause this is our stop." He said as he
push me out of the seat. He moved so quick I didn't have time to catch my
balance and ended up on the floor laying in the middle of the small
aisle. All three of them acted as if they didn't see me and walked right
over me on the way off of the bus. One of them stepping right one my rock
hard cock causing me to grimace in pain. I stood up in a hurry and as best
I could made my way off the bus following them even though it was hard
because of the pain from the abuse of them using me as a rug had left.

Alex's lived in a pretty big trailer that was right near the bus stop and
only took less than a minute to make it inside, the outside looked faded
and old there wasn't any grass or landscaping to speak of just a small
wooden porch leading to the front door. I hardly had enough time to even
survey the outside before I was being yelled at for taking too long.

"Not that it matters, but you don't have to worry about my parents coming
home anytime soon. They both work on Friday's and neither of them are going
to be home for another three hours." My blood ran cold as I thought of all
the things Alex could make me do in three hours. And then I remembered it
wouldn't be just today, it was every Friday. "Time for your very first
punishment Wimp. Because you like to wear little boy underwear I figured I
mind as well make you look more like a little boy. STRIP RIGHT NOW!"

I didn't move, I just stood shocked. I had a good idea about what was going
to come next and I was positive I didn't want nothing to do with it. I
though again about just running out of his door and not stopping until I
had made it home. Then I remembered, he still has that picture of me and
who knows how many others, and it wouldn't take any effort at all to print
out a few and post them on the bathroom mirrors or even send them to all my
myspace friends. My social life would be not only ruined but not existent
not to mention that I might even face charges for public indecency or a
whole host of other charges because of Alex being in the picture. I also
saw a box of bullets sitting on a book shelf that didn't have any books, by
the television and realized that there are some things that are even worse
than humiliation. I closed my eyes and resigned myself to just get it over
with. Maybe if I did what he told me to do today by the time the weekend
was over he would grow tired of it all and just forget. Preteens are
notorious for their lack of attention spans and quick loss of interest. "Im
waiting muthafucka." I started to quickly pull off my shirt and then
stumbled a little pulling off my shoes and socks. I was only wearing my
basketball shorts and as soon as they were on the ground I was completely
naked and exposed for the second time today. That's the moment when Robert
walked back to the room and I hadn't even realized he had left. He brought
with him an electric razor which he handed to me. "All of it." that was my
only instruction. I found the on button and slowly took a little off the
time. As I saw it fall on the kitchen linoleum I thought about how hard it
was going to be for me to cut all of the off. I had never done that before
and I was sure that the result would be a very young looking penis. I
pulled the razor a little closer and with a few quick motions of my hand
all of my pubic hair was gone. Alex walked over to get a better look his
face getting right near my cock.  His hot breath on my cock was driving me
wild and making get hard. He got up rather quickly and laughed and pointed
as he told the others, "Now that's more like it. His little baby penis fits
right in with that hairless crotch. Now he looks like the five year old he
is on the inside." He looked me in the eyes, "prove to me you aren't a five
year old and ill let you start growing them back out again but until then
you are going to do this every Friday. Now finish the job." I look at him
bewildered. I had all the hair from around my cock completely shaved
clean. "Five year olds don't have hair anywhere but on their head. And if
you don't hurry and cut all that filthy hair off you goddamn body ill make
you cut all that off too." I turned the razor on and began to quickly shave
my legs. Back and forth, up and down, working my way around until I had
both legs complete. I brought the razor higher and made sure to get all the
peach fuzz off my chest and the very few hairs growing near my nipples. And
lastly I got all the hair growing in both armpits. I turned the shaver off
and waited for approval. Alex look at me and nodded and then said, "Good
Wimp you're almost done. Just one more thing before I will let you go for
the day. Suck my cock like the cocksucker you know you are." I look at him
in disbelief. I had far sense gotten used to hearing him say things I would
almost never picture someone his age saying but now I was shocked cause I
knew he was completely serious.

I walked over and got on my knees and started to pull down his shorts.
SLAP. Right across my face Alex slapped me I feel on the ground in front of
him. "Your not allowed to use your hands. And I like to be completely naked
when I get sucked off by a little whore like yourself."  I had to think to
myself for a moment and realized that my mouth would be just about the only
way I could accomplish what he was asking for. I got on my knees again in
front of him and start to pull on the bottom of his shorts with my teeth
but he pulled them back up and held out his foot. I knew what he wanted and
in order to do it I had to get chest down on the floor. I used my teeth and
grabbed on end of his shoestring and pulled they untied pretty easy and
then I went to the other and did the same. I got up and turned around and
used my feet to pull his shoes off one at a time.  Then I leaned in and
though about how to remove his socks. I tried to use my toes but I
couldn't. so I had no other way then to use my mouth. The thought of
putting his sock in my mouth made me want to throw up but I resisted that
urge and tried my best to lean forward. I could feel his toes and smell his
sweaty, smelly foot that had been in the shoe all day as I opened my mouth
and grabbed the front part of the fabric by his toes and tried to pull on
it. It came off after a little more tugging. I came back to do the other
sock, but as I put it in my mouth Alex played a dirty trick and thrust it
in further. I could taste it as he wiggled his toes around and I yanked it
out in a hurry and spit a little on the ground. I tried again and this time
was successful. I pulled on his shorts and they came down with almost no
pressure at all. I got up on my feet and pulled of his shirt by starting
with one arm sleeve and pulling it over the arms.  Smelling his sweet
preteen aroma, still a long way from smelling like a grown man. All that
was left was his boxers and I figured I mind as well do what I had been
dreaming of earlier in the day during my science class. I started to lick
his cock through the fabric. Up and down the shaft even pulling his balls
into my mouth with his boxer still on. I started pull in some taste that I
was sure I didn't want to have in my mouth so I stopped and us my teeth to
pull them off.

As the boxers came down they let his cock loose and as it got pulled down
like a rubber band and it reached a certain point it sprang from its prison
and slapped me in the face. I gladly leaned over and kissed it on the head
and started to lick down the shaft again. Licking his pubic area feeling
his small pubes brush by my tongue as I slowly went down to his hairless
balls and putting them in my mouth first one at a time and then curious I
tried both.  Alex laughed and moaned at the same time. "Hey guys, I think I
just turned him into a full blown whore. He's sucking on me like ima
goddamn lollipop." The other guys snickered as they watched. Their hands in
their pants obviously providing themselves with a little pleasure of their
own. Alex finally got tired of all my stalling decided it was time to make
me bitch. He grabbed me by hair and pull hard until he had me positioned
right in front of his growing cock. I opened my mouth and he pushed my head
in hard. I could feel myself gagged as he filled my mouth. He wasn't that
big but he was big enough that I could only just fit all of him in. he
pulled on my hair a little harder and started to pull my head in and off of
his cock. Faster and faster until eventually he was fucking my face with
it. "suck on it bitch. Pretend it's a straw and you have to suck really
hard to get to the sweet creamy goodness." He laughed a little and then I
could feel him tense up as I followed his orders and brought him really
close to the edge. I decided I make him cum a little quicker since my mouth
was getting really sore. So I used my tongue and started to rub it as it
came in and out eventually I was rubbing up on the head of it and soon I
knew he was close.  "OH you little bitch you better swallow all my cream or
ill whip you really good." He said as he started to let lose a torrent of
his boy cum. It came out like a cannon. Not very much but with enough force
that I could feel it against the back of my throat. He fucked my mouth very
slowly for two more strokes as I sucked out all the cum I could get. Then
he pulled out. I was left with just his taste in my mouth. It was very
sweet and not salty like mine. It was a little more watery too. I decided
that Alex must either have a really big sweet tooth or he must just have
delicious cum. I relaxed on the floor, happy it was all over and that I
could at last go home. I stood up and grabbed my things but Alex stopped
me. "I said that was all I wanted you to do. I didn't say David or Robert
were finished."  I looked over and both of them had the biggest grins on
their face and I could tell that both of them were very ready for me to
satisfy them too. I undressed both of them just as I had done to Alex the
only difference being that both of them had a much stronger odor that was
definitely more like man sweat then Alex. I started with David and for the
first time I actually looked at him and got a more detailed look. David had
blond hair that was longer and near his eyes. He had a very Aeropostale
style and looked very different from Alex in fact when I thought about the
age difference between them I wondered how and why they hung out together
at all. David was very defined and looked like he worked out a lot and even
though he look only 14 he was well on his way in surpassing me in almost
every way. The biggest difference was his cock. It was fully hard and right
in front of my face. It looked like it was at least 8'' and was covered all
around with a nice big bush of pubic hair. I was very embarrassed because
even though they had no idea. I had not had half the hair or the
development he has when I was his age.  Robert had black/brownish hair and
was more of an emo look then the other two, he was also the only one who
didn't have on a pair of boxers, instead he had on a really tight pair of
boxer-briefs that leaved nothing to the imagination and once I pulled them
off I wasn't very surpised with what I found. He had a nice splattering of
hair not as much as David but still enough to be proud of. In the middle
was a very hard, and very thick cock that looked like it was about 7.5 or
maybe only 7 but because of its thickness looked a little better. Robert
wasn't as defined as David and was a lot skinnier. His armpits were still
hairless and so were his legs. Both of them were getting tired of waiting
and eventually David grabbed hold of me after winning a quick game of rock,
paper, scissors between the two of them. It did not take too much of my
sucking before David came and he came a lot which led me to believe that he
had not jacked off in a while cause he was right on the edge of orgasm from
the beginning and he fed me enough cum to fill my mouth and I had swallow
some of it to be able to have room for the rest. I quickly moved onto
Robert and realized that Robert liked to enjoy his pleasure. He took his
time instead of forcing me down his throat like the other two he just let
me do it on my own. The whole time he had his eyes closed and looked more
like he was asleep then enjoying himself. But after what seemed like
forever he finally surrendered his cum to me and when he did I kinda wished
he hadn't. his was not sweet like Alex and there wasn't near as much like
David. His tasted a lot like mine and left a weird taste in the back of my
throat as I swallowed it. I was glad as I swallowed the last little bit and
was even more glad when I was finally able to close my mouth fully and
stand up. I knew that I would probably be sore tomorrow and might have a
little trouble trying to chew because of how much they had abused my mouth
and since it was my first time I was not ready for it at all. "You can go
now. And remember be in my seat everyday and my house on Friday's" That was
all he said. I grabbed my stuff and I left.

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On the long walk home I started thinking to myself, I thought about how
easily I had been coerced into everything I had done, and how as I was
doing it I was actually enjoying myself. I had always known that I liked
guys but now I knew that I was addicted. I finished my walk replaying all
the thoughts in my head. i was home before I knew it and when I opened the
door to walk inside I was a little surprised. This all happened in just one
day. I wonder what the next week will be like?