Date: Tue, 29 Jun 2004 22:14:18 -0400
From: unkle_c@yahoo.com
Subject: Teen Bully pt. 31

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"Teen Bully" pt.31

The horrible sight of Billy's badly bruised face, along with the fear of
losing Dover, quickly began the waterfall of wet tears, I began sobbing
so much...... I couldn't even ask the simple question, as to who was
responsible for his horrific make-over.

Hearing me crying and trying to talk at the same time, had Dover at my
side within seconds, ready to pounce on whoever it was that caused the
tears. However, little did I know, my tears were going to multiply
rapidly, once I learned the real reason for Billy's visit.

Dover's voice was angry as he ran to us from the kitchen. "HEY? What the
fucks going on?" I found myself jumping in front of Billy, to protect him
from being tackled. Now facing Dover, with my hands in the air, trying so
hard to get a complete sentence out of my mouth, at least sent a message
to him.... that Billy wasn't there to harm me.

Within a moment or so, my sobbing eased up enough for me to speak. I
rubbed the tears from my eyes, turned to face Billy, and fought the tears
once again. Billy looked as though someone had been beating the shit out
him for a while, and was doing so .....on a regular basis, since most of
his facial bruises appeared older than others. I soooo pitied him, not
even during the worse of my beatings from Danny or Dillan, or any of the
other bullies, did I ever look as bad as Billy did now.

I tried speaking with out crying. "Dude? Ooooh my God....who did this to
you? Was it Sean? Damn him....he just has to prove to EVERYONE how much
fucking stronger he is! I know this isn't much consolation now.....but
don't worry, Billy.......that bastard will get his ...some day....I
promise you!"

Billy began shaking his head. "Wait Jay......first off.....it wasn't
Sean....it was Fozi.....I think he's using my face and body as an
alternative to anger management classes...if ya know what I mean.
Although, he says ......it's his way of training me... to be the perfect
slave to him and his friends! He's been using me as his traveling
punching bag, since that night we left here. Mostly showing off his
strength in front of our friends....or I should say HIS friends
now....since he encourages them ALL..... to use my mouth whenever one of
them feels horny, or has to urinate. Our weekend parties have now become
more like a circus....with me as their entertainment.....especially if
there are no chics around. I'm only telling you this..... because you
asked....I know you can't help me! The real reason I'm
here......well.....is because I don't know how to contact Danny's
brother.....I don't even know his name.......but I was hoping you could
help me to inform him of the trouble Danny is in.....he needs help, Jay."

My heart froze.....I think literally .....since I couldn't move nor
speak! I think maybe a couple of moments passed, before I could even
ask.... "what do you mean....in trouble....what kind of trouble?
........Is he hurt?" The last part came out in a shaky, scratchy, voice.

Just the thought alone .....of Danny hurt somewhere.....with no
help....had me quivering.

Billy must have sensed my feelings for Danny, for his eyes took on a sad
expression. "I don't think he's hurt....at least not physically.... not
yet....but NOW with BOTH Sean and Fozi there....the physical hurt maybe
coming soon.....if I know Fozi.......That kid just loves hearing another
dude begging for HIM to stop the hurting! That's why I need to find
Danny's brother.....ASAP! The three of them are at the fathers lakeside
cottage, and I'm sure he's being held there ....SOME HOW .....though I
don't know how....against his will. The thing is.....both Sean and Fozi
are using him sexually.....Fozi said something on the way
there....something along the lines of....he wouldn't be needing me for
the next week or so.....cause he and his bro were going to be breaking in
a new bitch.....one that would be waaaaay more fun to have around....
than me! Then when I saw Danny...and how he was being treated by Fozi and
Sean....I put two and two together....and knew that Danny wasn't going
along on his own!.....I knew he needed help...and that he has a
brother...but I don't know where they live.... or his brothers name! So
I decided to come to you, hoping you could help me find Danny's bro!"

By the time Billy finished.... the tears were once again cascading down
my face.....Danny was in major trouble.....being held, and being used by
the one dude I had grown to hate...more than anyone else, or ANYTHING
else... in the world.

Funny thing is, I never realized .....just how much I actually hated
Sean...till I was able to spend time away from him.......because....you
see, the problem is....Sean has this mysterious power over any gay
dude.....or bisexual...... and even those that aren't aware that they
have hidden within them.... a secret desire to experiment with the same
sex. All he has to do..... is to pose, with his very muscular young body
in front of that person, casually flexing his teen muscles...supposedly,
not intentionally trying to turn you on, but to him...it's all part of
the game....also part of the game is to show off his ample basket....by
either wearing tight jeans....or better yet....when at all possible....
something skimpy, such as a tight speedo.....or jock....just enough to
cover his weapon, yet showing it off.... along with his body.

Then when he feels he has your total attention.....or should I say
.....has you curiously nipping at the bait...he pulls out his
weapon...sort of like a fisherman jiggles the line a little......all too
soon ....you need to taste that bait.....and once you do.....he soon has
his catch.... and it's his to keep....hook, line, and sinker....you
quickly become a prisoner of lust....and totally at his mercy! Now thanks
to Dover, I know....that only time away from him...can break that
hypnotized state, that Sean keeps you locked into.

Dover seeing the tears begin again, tried his best to comfort me. "Come
on Jay.....stop crying, dude. You know as well as everyone....what goes
around....comes around, and Danny is just getting back all the crap he's
dished out to innocent people like you, and I'm sure there's lot's of
others out there. It had to catch up to him someday, dude! Although it's
kind of ironic he's getting his just reward from his own partner in
crime....still....can't knock the justice system ....can we! Now....when
I get that fuckhead Sean in the ring....total justice will be
done....this couldn't have worked better.... if I had planned it my
self! So come on, man....don't let this shit about Danny get to
you....just give this dude Danny's phone number...and let's get to the
gym....K?"

After listening to Dover, I wasn't sure if it was his intention to
comfort me....or send me over the edge. How could he stand there and say
shit like.... `he couldn't have planed this better himself ' knowing
how much I care for Danny?

My tears were quickly turning to anger....not so much against Dover and
his words....but anger against Sean, he's been Danny's friend since
forever....he KNOWS better than anyone else... Danny isn't gay....so
what's his fucking excuse this time? Although my anger wasn't with
Dover....he was the one trying to talk me out of helping Danny....so
without intentionally doing so....I directed some of my anger in his
direction. "How can you stand there and expect me NOT to help him? It was
him and Dillan that came to my rescue at school...over the Jamie
thing.....it was him that kept Sean at arms length from me....it was him
that spread the word throughout school, that if you fuck with me....you
fuck with him!"

I'm not entirely sure where Dover had been storing his anger up till a
day ago.....but the mellow, quiet spoken dude....I thought I knew, was
lately showing his other side. I watched as he turned bright red, then he
got in my face, and began yelling loudly. "It was also him that fucking
RAPED you, ....and it was him that fucking outed you in front of the
whole swim team......and shortly after that........ the whole fucking
school.....it was him that took you to the fucking MALL....and humiliated
you in front of hundreds of people! What the fuck is it with you,
Jay?.... is the thought of his cock keeping you from remembering those
MINOR details? .........You're not fucking going there to help him,
Jay.....so don't even let that enter your mind.... now give this
dude....Dillans FUCKING phone number...and let's get out of here!"

I suddenly saw in Dover.....the Danny's , the Sean's, the Jamie's, and
felt a little fear build up in my gut. Only thing is.....this time...I
wasn't going to give into the fear! Someone I loved was being hurt, and
I wasn't going to let anything or anyone....stand in my way of helping
him. "I'm sorry Dover, but I have to call Dillan, then go with him to
help Danny.....I'll catch up with you later!"

"Listen to me Jay....if you go there to help him.....you're on your own,
dude. Me? I prefer to tackle Sean in the ring, not in someones house. So
go to your loving Danny.....the one that beats the fuck out of you, when
you don't fall to your knees quick enough, once he snaps his fingers! Go
to your loving Danny, the one that uses you like a fucking slave, the one
that sends you into the john at the Mall.....so you can get your head
bashed in.....and your mouth pissed in....what the fuck ever, Jay! All I
know is....I can't keep you from the likes of Danny....when you can't
keep his dick off your mind. So go to him....tell him how you want him to
go on treating you like a piece of shit....for the rest of your life!"

With Dover yelling at me....and the thought of Danny at the mercy of Sean
and his asshole brother, I started losing it completely.

Before I started sobbing uncontrollably, I managed to get out a few words
to Dover. "I care about you Dover.....don't ever think I don't....I
care about you more and more every day! I can never thank you enough for
being the friend I've never really had ......but the thing is....I care
about Danny too, he's not the same dude that did all those horrible
things to me....I keep telling you that. Danny has allowed me to see his
inner sole.....and I really don't think that is something he has ever
shown ANYONE ever before! Lately..... he's been there for me.......and
now that he needs ME, I'm going to be there for HIM. And.....The truth
of the matter is, I don't really want you there.....you said yourself
that in order for you to beat Sean in a fight....you'd have to stay on
your feet.....cause boxing is your thing .....not wrestling.....and I
know if you go there with me.... and you fight him on the unstable sandy
ground....he somehow is going to use that unstable ground to get you
down......and he is way too strong to wrestle with. And....just for the
record?.......If anything bad happened to you, Dover.... I would hate
myself for the rest of my life.......so go home, dude....this isn't your
fight, and it's time I stop being a fucking baby!"

Dover didn't say anything, he just stood there looking out the
window.....so I had no idea what was going through his head. I only knew
I had to call Dillan.

As I headed for the phone...I asked Billy if he'd give Dillan and me a
ride to the camp. "Hey Billy.......I'm calling Dillan, I don't want you
getting involved.....but would you be able to drop Dillan and me off
somewhere near the camp, then we'll jump out.....and you can split."

Billy was more than eager to help out. "Of course I'll take you guys
there.....and I'm not going to split either.....I want to do whatever I
can to help you....OK?"

I began dialing Danny's number, and while I listened to his phone
ring....I said a little prayer that he was home. When the answering
machine picked up, my heart sunk and I panicked. I guess I just assumed
he'd be home....why.....I don't know!

I decided to leave a short urgent message, being careful not to scare his
rents, in case one of them should get to the machine first. `Hey Dillan,
this is Jay......just checking in....to see if you and I are still on for
a day of fun at the camp with Sean, his bro Fozi and your brother
Danny......my dad will drop us off there.....as planned.....but I need to
hear from you as soon as you get this message....k? Later dude! Ooooooh
yeah......by the way......Sean and his brother Fozi are in charge......
of the games....K?"

I then hung up the phone and looked over at Dover. "Think he'll get the
hint that something is wrong at the camp?"

Dover just shook his head. "That was perfect Jay"

Billy jumped in. "PERFECT???? That was nothing shy of brilliant, dude!
BUT......too bad he ain't home.....every minute Danny is alone with Fozi
and Sean.....the better his chances are of getting really hurt....unless
he plays along with them."

I gave some thought to what Billy had just said....and that, along with
the thoughts of what Dover had said a short while ago.....was what sent
me over the edge. I turned and ran up to my room......I went to my
special place......my safe place..... when it seemed the whole world was
against me. I made my way into my closet, shut the door, moved way back
to the end wall, I knelt down in back of my huge chest of childhood toys,
and cried harder than I had cried in a long, long time.

It didn't take Dover long to find me....I'm sure the sound of me losing
it once again....gave my secret hiding place ....away. "So this is where
seventeen year olds hide from their rents.....I gotta tell ya Jay....I
gave you credit for having a little more imagination than this....ya
know? ....but hey......if it works.....right?"

I tried easing up on the crying, as I looked up at him. "If you came up
here to humiliate me, and make me feel worse.....you're succeeding."

"Sorry about that....I just thought it a little childish to see a
seventeen year old cuddled on the floor at the back of his closet
weeping, s'all"

his tormenting only made me cry more. "OK, I got that part.....now can
you just leave me alone for a lil while?"


Crouching down beside me, he placed his arm around my shoulder....brushed
his lips against my left ear......and began whispering. "I'm sorry
Jay......I have no idea where that outburst down-stairs came
from......all I know is I love you.....there ....I've said it! This
morning when you said you loved Danny....something inside me broke....I
was going to tell you, just before Billy showed up.... that I didn't
want to hear queer stuff like that from you....I knew it would hurt your
feelings....just like when I said that fucking another dude in the
ass...was for queers.....part of me....was still trying to hide my life
long secret....and part of me was trying to hurt your feelings for loving
someone other than me. I know how much you love Danny...and that nothing
could possibly keep you from helping him.....I know this....cause
....that's how I feel, about you....... I love you....I should have
known....all along...about your feelings towards Danny....and I know...I
shouldn't have kept this secret from you, when you've been so up front
.....and trusting me with all your stuff. Seriously, Jay.....I've tried
to tell you on a few different occasions, but while staring deep into
your eyes.....I chickened out. It's ok....that you don't love me,
Jay.......I'll be happy just being your friend....and all I'll ever ask
from you.... is this.......will you forgive me...for not telling you,
sooner....and will you forgive me for saying all that crap that's come
out of my mouth since this morning?"

I don't honestly know when the tears had stopped, maybe.... it was when
he crouched down beside me.... and placed his arm gently around my
shoulder.....maybe... it was when he pressed his lips against my
ear....and I heard something to the effect ......he loved me......or
maybe.... it was when he so humbly apologized....and asked ME... of all
people....if ....I.....would forgive HIM......or was it when he came out
to me.....Meeeee.... The only person in his whole life .....that he
trusted enough.....to guard his secret.... maybe forever!

I turned and hugged him. "Thank you Dover.....thank you for everything
you've given me.......not the least of which ....is your friendship!"

I was searching for the right thing to say......that I would be his
friend forever.....and that his special secret would never leave
me......just didn't seem enough.

Danny was the one I loved......there was no doubt within me, and I
didn't care that Danny would never love me in return......I already knew
that I would go on loving him forever, regardless........little did I
know....that love...within itself.....has so many different faces!

As the two of us remained huddled in my secret place....the phone
rang.....and Dover and I tripped over each other several times in the
dark closet ......before I was able to get to it.

I quickly glanced at the caller ID and noticed it was Danny's number.
"Hey Dillan....thank God...."

Before I could say another word, Dillan started rattling on. "What the
fuck you talkin about, dude? You on drugs or somethin? I've got Amy
Martin here.....and your timing is reeeeeaaaal bad dude!"

It was at that very moment, the mention of drugs, that I remembered Sean
slipping that dude in the boys room, some money, and getting a small bag
in return.

"Listen Dillan......Danny's in trouble, and he really needs
help.....Sean and his bro Fozi are trying to hold him at the camp against
his will.......and....it get's worse....much worse.....they're trying
to use him sexually......and the word I'm getting... is.......they
already have.....so we have to go to him as quickly as we can."

Dillan was pissed, he was just about to make it with one of the senior
cheerleaders......something.... no one at school in his age group ....had
ever accomplished. "Nooooooo! You listen....fagboy, YOU MUST be on DRUGS,
or somethin.........Sean and Danny are best buds since like six or seven
years old.....No waaaay would Sean pull shit like that on
Danny....besides......Danny can kick Sean's ass big time. So there's
just no way in hell....shit like that is going down, between them.....I
think you're just lonely for some dick, dude. Sucks to be you, huh?
........Too bad I've got some one here, ya know?...I'd rather have
decent head.... over a hand job anyday! Maybe after she splits, I'll
give ya a call......then you can C U M over for some D I N N E R ....eh?"

Dillan took his sweet time spelling the words out.

I was losing patience with him......but I had to keep at it...and not get
pissed at him, otherwise...he'd just hang up on me. "Dillan? Listen to
me....PLEEEEAASE! ...... It's all true, I'm not making this shit
up....Sean and Fozi are working Danny over....punching him and
shit......and they've already started using him sexually, and I saw Sean
exchanging money with some dude at school.....the dude gave Sean a small
bag.....so maybe Sean gave something to Danny to weaken him.....you
know....I mean....it's possible...right? All I know for sure...is what
Fozi's friend Billy has told me...and HE saw Danny being abused.....
with his own eyes, so please believe me, dude! We have to get to the
camp."

Dillan finally gave in, but not before giving me fair warning. "Ok,
Jay....you hear me real good, cause your life depends on it....if we get
there.......and this is all bull shit.......I seriously will beat the
fuck outta ya......I'll beat ya till ya pass out, I promise......GOT
IT?"

I rolled my eyes, knowing damn well that Dillan would no longer hurt me,
but I went along with it anyway. "Sure thing, dude....and you'd be right
to do so....but ....this is for real, man......honest!"

"Ok, next question....Mr. Smart Ass......How the hell do we get to the
lake?"

I looked at Billy and gave him a thumbs up, then filled Dillan in on the
bad news. "Well dude, the thing is...I have some good news, and some bad
news. The good news is......I have Fozi's friend Billy here, he's going
to give us a ride to the lakeside cottage....the only problem is
.......well ...as you know...Sean is by far...stronger than most of the
dudes at school.....and what's worse..... is.....he just seems to be
getting stronger every fucking day! The other bad news is.....his brother
Fozi has a body and a half himself.....looks like he works out big
time....so....taking them both on isn't going to be easy.....and even
though I plan on fighting along side of you...well....we both know I'm
no big time fighter.....Billy says he wants to help out however he
can....so I thought maybe we can come up with some sort of ambush plan on
the way there......ya know? Otherwise....we just have to hope and pray
that Danny is able to help us out....you know....fighting wise that
is....you see what I'm saying, dude?"

There was a long pause before Dillan spoke. "Ooooh yeah...I'm readin you
loud and clear, Jay....what you're sayin is..... I'm on my own, and we
don't stand a chance in hell of gettin my brother outta there....what
about this friend of Fozi's......I mean why the hell would Fozi's
friend be willin to help us in the first place....and if he is willin to
help us....is he a fighter.....I mean....can he control Fozi at least?"

I hated to break the news to Dillan.....soooo, I decided not to. "I'm
sure he'll be of some help, dude!"

Hearing Dillan's next words, was my first clue, that I should have
phrased that last statement differently. "Ooooh No.....please don't tell
me he's a fag....Jay!"

"K, I wont...but..the thing is....he's eager to help us.....and...he has
a car." Again there was a long pause...... "you have any more bad news,
Jay? If not......you guys give me at least twenty minutes...enough time
for me to get a quick hand-job from Amy, and remember what I said,
Jay......if this is a wild goose chase, and I'm losing out on spending
time here with Amy Martin.....oooooh dude, I don't even want to think
about how bad your face is gonna look tonight.....seriously dude....I
will fuck you up soooo bad"

After I hung up with Dillan, I looked at Billy, and rolled my eyes. "We
need to give him a few minutes, he has Amy Martin over there...and he
wants at least a hand-job from her.....before he throws her ass out."
Billy laughed....even though I didn't mean for it to be funny. I thought
it pretty fucked up, that as close as these two brothers are......Dillan
would sacrifice his only brother.....or at least allow Danny to possibly
receive several more bruises, just so Dillan could receive a hand-job
from some chic at school.

I looked over at Dover, as he stared blankly out the window, still only
in his tight ck briefs. As I gazed at his handsome profile, I allowed my
eyes to wander once again down the length of his hot, smooth, flawless
body. I couldn't help but pause briefly, at his tight, beautiful, bubble
butt....and was so tempted to go over to him....kneel down and kiss it.
But suddenly..... I became terribly torn.....what if I was only allowed
one kiss, would I still choose his beautifully shaped butt? Or, would I
forsake that opportunity and go for the well rounded basket in the front?
Nah....for sure, I would forsake both those opportunities and head
straight for those precious lips. I'd sink my tongue deep into his
mouth, pressing my lips against his....and remain in that position for as
long as he would allow me.

I tore my eyes away from the gorgeous teen, that only moments ago, gave
me reason to believe, that life as a gay person may not be soooo bad
after all. If only life wasn't some big stage....where we all were
handed a part to play out....I mean if only we could each choose our own
parts to play.....then maybe....I would have chosen Dover over
Danny.....but then......would Dover still choose me.......or would he
choose to be straight?

I caught Billy checking Dover out as well, and felt a tiny surge of
jealousy work it's way through my body.

Dover, still staring out the widow at nothing in particular, shook his
head in disgust. "You see what you're getting involved with here, Jay?
If Dillan isn't even all that concerned with his brothers safety....who
the hell is gonna watch out for you? I'm going there with you. Listen
Billy.....can you take me home first....I need to pick up some gloves."

I truly didn't want Dover going....if Sean were to beat him-up....I knew
Sean well enough...to know, that he would make Dover's life ....pure
HELL. "You can't go Dover.......pleeeaaase dude.....you won't be able
to stay on your feet.....not if you fight him out-side....he fights dirty
when he thinks he has some competition...he'll have you on the
ground.....then you wont stand a chance against him....he's too fucking
strong......if he wraps his powerful legs around you.....it's all
over......plus....he wont box with you....he's strictly an all out
street fighter....he'll want his hands free to use."

Dover had that angry look in his eyes again, as he stared into mine.
"Shut the fuck up, Jay....you've never seen me fight or
wrestle....don't be telling me I don't stand a chance against him....I
told you....I hate that shit.....and I'm not gonna tell you again....k?"

I hung my head, he was right....how many times need he tell me
something.....something that is so important to him. I felt a tear making
it's way down my cheek. I had cried enough for one day, and was trying
desperately to hold back the tears now. As I have already said....pissing
Dover off was one thing I never wanted to do....I cared way too much for
him...than to see him upset over something I have said or done. "Stop it,
Jay! .....I'm all done running to you ....every time you fucking
cry.....so STOP IT....NOW!"

With those words being yelled at me.....I turned and headed for the
bathroom. But, the yelling continued. "Get back here, Jay......I'm
fucking serious, dude......GET THE FUCK BACK HERE!"

I continued for the bathroom, and once inside I locked the door. Dover
must have been right on my heals, because less than two seconds, he was
pounding on the door. "Open the door, Jay.....come-on Jay....open the
fucking door......Jay? ...I swear.....if you don't open this
door....I'll fucking break it down.....NOW OPEN IT!"

I unlocked the door, and when he pushed it open....I jumped in the
corner, fell to my knees, and through my arms up to protect my face.

As I waited for him to hit me.....there was only silence....I slowly
moved one of my arms from my eyes, so that I could see what was
happening. Dover was still standing at the door, looking down at me, with
a some what frightened expression.... as though he'd seen a ghost. When
he spoke, it was a soft, almost whisper. "Jesus Christ, Jay.....did you
really think I was going to hit you?"

The next thing I know, he was crouched in front of me, holding me in a
tight bear hug.....when he spoke this time....his voice was cracking.
"Ooooo my GOD.....dude......I could never....ever hit you....don't you
know that by now.....never......fucking never! I just get pissed off and
yell at you a lot....but I could NEVER hit you....come-on Jay....you have
to know that by now? Come-on get up, dude.....let's go rescue Danny!"

...............................................................................

Fozi was going for a record, up till today, he had been able to get off
three times in a row. Just yesterday morning, he fucked Billy's mouth
three times non stop....not even stopping to catch his breath. Sure his
third load never matched his first...or even his second....but
considering how huge his loads are to begin with....his third load was
usually an average size amount of cum.

Now pumping away in Danny's face, thrusting a little slower than the
first three times, his verbal abuse got raunchier with each face fucking.
"Look at you, Fazio, look in the mirror on the side of you, look at
yourself.....blowing a dude younger than you......you love the taste of
my dick...dontcha, faggot? You love the taste of my cum by now...
too....dontcha? I EVEN BET YOU'D LOVE THE TASTE OF MY ASS..... WHILE
LICKING IT FOR ME....WOULDN'T YA? Yeah...I bet you would.......I've
never tried that before....letting someone stick their tongue in my
ass....but Sean says I should try it........maybe I will try it....and
what better person to try it with...than Danny Fazio......I would
definitely want a pic of that happening....a pic of Danny Fazio....big
high school jock....being smothered.... by me sitting on his
face.....yeah....you faggots like that...dontcha?....well you keep blowin
me real good....and I might decide to let ya.....K?"

Danny was upset with himself now....even more than earlier...for some
fucked up reason....he was suddenly comfortable with Fozi's thick cock
pumping in and out of his mouth, and throat. Even Fozi's cum didn't
taste as bad as it did yesterday. What the hell was happening....he even
cussed himself, for learning to adjust his throat muscles to accommodate
Fozi's dick....so that his gagging and choking was more
controlled.....this was definitely scaring him. He began thinking....if
he wasn't able to stop this shit soon....he might even end up being ok
with it....nah! He decided he'd never allow that to happen.

Sean awoke, and began hearing that unmistakable sound of a blow-job in
progress, quiet slurping sounds, followed by slight gagging sounds. He
grinned, knowing that his lil bro was feeding Danny Fazio....his morning
breakfast. He smiled broadly....thinking what an excellent host his lil
brother had become.

Pulling himself out of bed...Sean quietly made his way to the den.....he
loved watching his lil bro control Danny....and he was as happy as a pig
in shit.....knowing there was still eight more days to enjoy that
particular scene. He eased open his bedroom door, and quietly made his
way to the two dudes. Standing in back of his bro, Sean took notice at
how well defined Fozi's body had become. Watching his bro sitting on top
of Danny's neck, holding Danny's head up off the carpet, while slamming
his thick hard-on into Danny's throat, caused Sean's own cock to stir.

Sean, admiring his lil bro's hot body, gazed at Fozi's well toned
thighs, placed tightly on each side of Danny's face, he watched
intensely as Fozi's bubble butt, flexed it's muscles each time he gave
Danny's mouth and throat another massive thrust. He admired the V shaped
back of his lil bro, taking in the already broad shoulders they each
inherited from their father. He listened intently, while his lil brother
verbally bashed Danny. "You're waiting patiently for another load of my
thick cum....aintcha Danny boy....do you have any clue as to how many
loads you've eaten since we started this mornin? Let me count em for
ya.....the first time I fucked your face...I shot like eight good size
volleys down your faggot throat......the second time was more like seven
equally large volleys....the third time....may have only been like
five...but they were a nice size too.....so lets see....that makes twenty
awesome volleys of thick creamy cum I've fed you so far....and now
you're gonna get more......then later on today....you and I will start
all over again....Fuck dude, you'll be calling me every fuckin
day....beggin for my dick when this is all over. You already like bein my
lil bitch....dontcha?"

Listening to his younger bro go on, Sean had all he could do to keep from
running to the bathroom and jacking. He soooo wished he could hear
Danny's response to those questions being asked him.....but with
Danny's mouth plum full of Fozi's cock, Sean could only imagine
Danny's positive remarks.

He decided he wanted a close-up of his bro fucking Danny's face to a
pulp. "Good mornin bro....see you're being very gracious to my best
friend Danny this mornin.....hope he's grateful!"

Fozi looked up at his bro....and smiled, wiping away a thin layer of
sweat from his brow. "Hey bro.....look at me, man....I'm fuckin sweatin
like a pig.......but guess what? I'm breakin my own record bro.....I've
already fucked this pigs face three times so far....this makes the
fourth.....non stop....isn't that fuckin awesome bro? This bitch has
eaten at least a cupful of cum so far....and that's no lie....I swear."

Sean looked down at his best friend, literally pinned helplessly beneath
Fozi. Sean gazed into Danny's eyes, smiled, and shook his head in
disbelief. "Dude? I can't believe this.....you really do wanna be our
lil faggot bitch....dontcha? Look at ya dude, you're being controlled
one hundred percent by my fifteen you old brother.....he may only be a
year younger than you....but the point is....he's still younger, and
he's controlling you....like you were born to be his fuckin slave. Huury
up with it bro....I need to get off inside this fags mouth."

Danny was crying silent tears inside.......his friend Sean just
humiliated him beyond words. He knew as well as Sean....if he had tried
hard enough....he could have thrown Fozi off him, but he didn't....and
what's worse...he didn't even try. There was something about Fozi's
toughness that Danny admired, in spite of hating the little fuck.

Danny thought about it, as he felt Fozi's thick cock-head bashing the
inside of his mouth and throat.....he figured it out in a matter of
seconds.........Fozi, like himself.....and like Sean.....was born to
rule, born to control, they each needed to feel the power of breaking
down another dude, forcing that dude to submit to their demands one
hundred percent! It was as though their strength and powerful bodies
needed to be nourished by the breaking of another dude. Danny remembered
how he felt each time another dude submitted to him....offering Danny his
body and mind completely.....if only Danny would ease up on the beatings.

Danny nearly shot his load without even having his dick touched....that
very first time in middle school, when Mike W. A straight jock, one year
ahead of Danny, agreed to blow him, if Danny would only stop beating him
up in front of Mikes friends. Of course Danny agreed to the offer....and
so began a long career of bullying, for one Danny Fazio.

Now here he is....laying beneath his former best friends younger brother,
sucking Fozi's cock for the fourth time in less than an hour, ready to
take another generous helping of the dudes sweet jizz.

It didn't seem to matter anymore...how much cum was floating around
inside his stomach, Danny knew the rules well enough by now....once you
eat that first load of another dudes cum....it's awfully hard to
convince your friends....that you're straight. And by now....Danny had
eaten many loads....more than he could keep track of.

He began to wonder if everything he and Sean had been preaching to their
conquests these last few years....held any truth......one particular
preaching came to mind.... after you eat another dudes cum a few
times....you begin having cravings for it........he now prayed and prayed
this was just a myth.

Fozi now totally covered in a light sheen of sweat, began moaning rather
loudly. "Oooooh fuuuuuck....ooooooh yeeeeaaaah ........take it...you
fuckin pig......take another load of my cum.....ooooohhh fuck yeah!
Swallow my fuckin baby makers...you fuckin queer pig!"

Sean was very close to losing it, watching closely, as his younger bro
held Danny's head tightly between his young muscular thighs, with two
fistfuls of Danny's hair, thrusting his thick cock mercilessly in and
out of Danny's already badly battered throat. Fozi smiling viciously at
Danny, gave one last wicked hard thrust and buried his thick weapon deep
in Danny's gullet, flooding it with yet another awesome load of sweet
teenage cum. Both dudes were breathing rapidly, but Danny had other
complications.....he was gagging and choking on the large amount of boy
juice filling his throat and now his mouth, unable to swallow fast enough
to keep up with the copious amount of thick Fozi cream, spurting
uncontrollably from the thick head of Fozi's cock.

Danny's reputation was further marred by his ability to keep from
crying.....his eyes were bulging out, his cheeks bloated. Thick strings
of cum breaking through the corners of his tightly sealed lips. Sean, not
wanting to miss such an opportunity to catch this fucking awesome scene
on film....ran to fetch his digital camera.

Fozi looking down at his second conquest, smiled a wicked mean sinister
smile, and pulled most of his dick out of Danny's mouth, just leaving
his cock-head inside. He loved seeing Danny's face flooded with tears,
it was a very victorious moment for Fozi, not only had he broken his
record of how many times he could fuck some-one without stopping....it
was also a moment of something much more significant, he had broken Danny
Fazio, his brothers best friend since grade school, the bully of bullies,
the well muscled dude, even his older brother never dared to piss off. He
was now Fozi's bitch, Fozi knew it, Sean knew it.....and Danny knew it.

Still smiling his evil grin, Fozi, pulled his cock-head from Danny's
mouth and proceeded to slap Danny in the face with it several times, then
allowed it to rest on Danny's lips. "You know what you have to do,
BITCH.....so do it!"

Danny parted his lips....stuck out his tongue...and began cleaning the
head of Fozi's cock.

By the time Sean returned, the show was just about over and he was pissed
to say the least. "Oooh man! You're done already?....FUUUUCCCCK!.....you
were sooo fucking hot bro....I can't believe I missed it......by the
way....where's the fuckin camera...I can't find the fucking thing
anywheres ....did you have it last?"

Fozi was celebrating mentally, and could give a flying shit about his
brothers problems. "No dude, I'm not done yet....there's somethin I've
been wantin to try"

Sean watched, as his little bro lifted himself up to his knees, did a
complete turn around, then sat his gorgeous bubble but down on Danny's
face. Smiling up at his bro....he asked. "Is this how you do it?"

Sean stood there looking down...his mouth agape, his eyes bulging out,
the basket area of his tight speedo nearly ripped apart, as his monster
cock sprang to life. He just witnessed an event he never thought he'd
witness in a million years....his little brother just sat his beautiful
shaped bubble butt down on another dudes face, and not just any
dude.....the faggot was none other than his best friend.....Danny Fazio.
Now he had to find the fucking camera or die trying. "Ooooh my God,
bro...don't move....please don't move....I have to find the fucking
camera......I have to get a photo of this....I just have to....or I'm
gonna kill my self."

As Sean ran off again searching for the missing digital camera, Fozi made
himself comfortable, wiggling his awesome but sweaty butt all over
Danny's face, till he found a comfortable position, with Danny's nose
and lips right between his crack. "K, bitch, let me feel what it's like
havin some dudes tongue lickin my naked ass!"

Danny, not having much self respect left...was hanging on to reality by a
thread. This was the thin line he had convinced himself he wouldn't
cross.

Waiting patiently to feel some dudes tongue working his butt, Fozi began
lifting his butt up off Danny's face, then slamming it back down as hard
as he could, repeating this action over and over. "If I don't feel your
fag tongue soon, I'm gonna crush your fuckin head.....queerboy!"

Fozi's bouncing up and down was beginning to hurt.

Danny tried desperately to wiggle out from his humiliating position, but
fozi's muscular weight prevented him from escaping.

Danny, decided enough was enough, and began flailing his arms and
clenched fists into Fozi's sides, punching as hard as he could, but
lacking enough strength to actually hurt Fozi.

Danny's actions did accomplish one thing though, it wiped the evil smile
off Fozi's face, replacing it with an angry, mean snarl.

Fozi lifted himself up slowly, stood up, then leaned down, pulling Danny
up by his hair. "Get up you fag, I wanna see how fuckin tough you really
are..........GET UP I SAID!"

Danny stood up, but with his strength totally zapped from his body, he
wasn't much of an opponent against a pissed off Fozi.

As soon as Danny was in a standing position, Fozi let fly a left
uppercut, followed by a hard right into the side of Danny's jaw. Danny
began wobbling, as Fozi continued with his powerful punches. It was a
total squash job for sure, Danny was just to out of it mentally, to put
up a fight against anyone.

Fozi continued pummeling Danny with left and rights, even as Danny
slumped to his knees. Now holding Danny up with his left hand gripping
the side of Danny's head, Fozi continued punching Danny's head in with
his right fist.

Hearing the commotion from the bedroom, Sean came running into the den,
what he saw was his little bro Fozi, with a raging hard-on, his legs
straddled over Danny's torso, his fist raised in the air, ready to send
Danny into la la land.

Sean yelled out, then ran over to grab Fozi's arm before it connected to
Danny's face. "Don't bro.....he's no good to us...if he's all beat up
and shit.....besides....you're gettin carried away here....hoggin all
the fun and shit....we both get to use him....you know, takin turns with
him....that was the plan...remember?"

Fozi yanked his arm away from Sean, glared deeply into Sean's eyes, and
threatened him. "Don't ever do that again, bro! If you know what's good
for you."

Sean thought of laughing, then decided against it. "WHAT? You wanna take
me on? Is that it? I'd put you OUT quicker than you could throw the
first punch!"

Fozi let go of Danny, and Danny slumped to the carpet, looking up to see
where this little confrontation was heading.

"I'm not your little bro any more, dude! In case you haven't noticed,
I've packed some muscle...and I'm kinda confident that I can put up a
good fight with you....so whatdaya say....let's you and I go outside and
put this to rest once and for all!"

Sean looked his little brother over. "Nooo! I'm not gonna fight you
dude, cause that isn't what this vacation is all about....we came here
to bond...and to have some fun with this faggot here....soooo, let's get
back to havin some fun...k?"

Fozi, stared his older bro down, then being his cocky self, he gave Sean
a smirk, turned around and looked down at Danny. "Tell ya what bro....why
don't we ask fago dano, who he belongs to...eh?"

Reaching down, and pulling Danny up to his knees, by his hair.

Fozi, still with a raging hard-on, pressed his cock-head against Danny's
lips, brushing the lips with a coating of pre-cum. "Tell us
faggot....who's bitch are you?"

Danny, with his handsome face covered in bruises, and the fight gone from
his limp body, decided to play it safe....or so he thought. He figured he
still had a little over a week here, and he didn't really feel he needed
to be concerned with his friend Sean beating the fuck out of him every
day, but if he pissed Fozi off...chances are he'd never be able to gain
his strength back....Fozi would use every opportunity, he could grab...to
beat him to a pulp.

Danny parted his lips, and kissed Fozi's cock-head, then looked up at
Fozi, and whispered, I'm your bitch, sir!"

Sean was nearly floored, both at Danny's words and also at Danny kissing
Fozi's cock-head without being told to do so.

Fozi on the other hand was all smiles. "So.... now that we have that
settled ...where were we.....ooooh yeah...I remember now!"

He raised his right fist and slammed it into Danny face, putting Danny
out cold.

He then turned to Sean and smiling an evil smile, he asked...
"ooops......who's gonna blow me now....eh?"

Sean just stood there staring at his cocky bro, as if he not only
couldn't believe that Fozi just punched Danny's lights out, but also
that Fozi had the balls to ask such a stupid question. "Don't push your
luck bro....the only head you're gonna get here...is the head you just
demolished.

Fozi winked at his bro, while rubbing the length of his hard thick cock.
"No prob, bro.....it's your loss.....guess I'll just have to wake
sleeping beauty up ....huh?"

Leaning down, and placing his hands under Danny's arm pits...Fozi
dragged him out the door and onto the well groomed lawn. Standing over
Danny's head with his feet planted on each side, Fozi aimed his now semi
hard dick down at Danny's face, and moaned slightly, as he released his
floodgate, and watched with a smile, as his piss splashed across Danny's
lips, eyes, cheeks, forehead, down his chest, and onto his tight speedo,
soaking it good, before moving the heavy warm stream back up to Danny's
face.

Sean watched the hot scene from inside, massaging his dick the whole
time.....he couldn't help but admire his young bro's cockiness....not
to mention his newly developed body.

Only problem was......Sean wasn't getting any of the action, his dick
was hard .......and watching his younger bro beat-up, and dominate Danny,
added to his horniness big time. Now watching Fozi bring Danny back to
life, by pissing in his face, had Sean, ready to explode.

As Danny woke up, his first instinct was to try and block the stream of
piss as it splashed off his face, but his efforts to do so, were useless.
Each time he placed his hands where the warm piss was making contact,
Fozi would aim elsewhere on Danny's bruised face, then laugh his ass
off. "Open up, faggot....you must be a little thirsty after waking up
from your nap."

Danny, not quite ready to feel the power behind Fozi's fist, once again,
obediently opened his mouth, and received the last of Fozi's warm piss.

After seeing to it....that Danny got a nice mouthful, and with his bare
feet planted on each side of Danny's upper chest, Fozi smiled down at
the badly bruised face of Danny, he watched as the piss trickled down
Danny's cheeks, then using his forefinger, he counted the bruises he so
generously gave Danny.

Then, with an evil grin planted on his face, he was quick to praise his
own work of art. "Did ya like the feel of my fists, dude? They sure
improved your looks, I can tell ya that.....you can't wait to feel em
again....huh?" Fozi asked as he stood over his conquest, rubbing his
clenched right fist, with the open palm of his left hand. "Want some
more?" Danny looking up at the first dude, ever to put him out, could
only shake his head... no.

With a pitiful look in his eyes, he once again, compared Fozi's
cockiness and dominating ways...to his own.

Fozi, reliving the beating he just gave Danny, scene by scene, within his
mind, sprouted a major hard-on once again. "You'll be feeling these
fists a lot.....I promise you....so get used to it......I get off on
using my fists ....to keep my faggots in line. By the way.....my friends
are gonna love havin another warm mouth to play with......and, they're
especially gonna love playing with you....Billy is too much of a fuckin
fag.....but they're gonna love riding the face of a tough boy like you!
Now strip off your speedo....it needs to be cleaned, before you go back
inside.

As Danny attempted to get up from the well manicured lawn, Fozi planted a
bare foot on Danny's face, rubbing it all over, particularly in the
spots that still had droplets of piss. "No need to get up just yet, you
can peel the speedo off, while laying right where you
are.........eeeeeewwwww......yuck......look what you've done now,
faggot, you made me get some piss on the bottom of my foot......now
you're gonna have to LICK IT OFF....like the good lil BITCH that you
are!"

Sean still in the window, unable to tare his eyes away from the wicked
hot scene going on outside, was slowly going insane. He sooo badly needed
to nut, yet, he didn't want to waste it...he stood there looking out the
window....trying to remember the last time, he had to jack his own
meat.......for sure....those days were long gone.....now, he wanted
nothing more, than to fuck his best friends face, in the worse way.

He also wanted some pics of his little bro .....controlling and
dominating the fuck out of Danny Fazio.

He made one last effort to search for the digital camera, his parents
gave him for Christmas, after hounding them for months.

Danny, was busy! After licking the piss off the bottom of Fozi's left
foot, Fozi decided he wanted both his feet worshiped by his newest bitch.
Shoving toe after toe between Danny's now swollen lips...... Fozi was
quick with the instructions. "Yeeeeaaah......you're catching on.....suck
my toes, bitch.....yeeeeaaah....suck them....the same way you SUCK MY
DICK...you fuckin loser. Come-on BITCH.....suck em good...or I'm gonna
come down there ....and punch your fuckin face in...all over again!"

Danny tried his hardest, to please Fozi.....before finally
realizing...that Fozi didn't WANT to be pleased, at least ....not nearly
as much ....as he WANTED to use Danny as a punching bag. It became quite
clear, all too soon, that Fozi was looking for any reason....no matter
how small.....to straddle Danny's chest... and punch away at Danny's
face.

Danny understood all too well, the power a tough bully feels, when
beating up a dude older than him...watching the dude cower beneath him,
while pleading with the bully not to hurt him anymore. He totally
understood the feeling of power, rushing through the body, as the younger
dude on top.... took complete and total control over his
conquest...forcing the dude on the bottom to commit acts he never thought
he was capable of committing ....at least not..... with another dude!

Danny was relieved..... immensely.... to hear Sean call out to his bro.
"Hey dude.....you were the last one to use the camera.....try to remember
where you put it down!"

Fozi, was more than a little agitated, with his brothers interruption, I
told you, asswipe......it's on the desk with the computer....now leave
me the fuck alone for a minute...will ya?"

Sean was now pissed...big time. "Listen to me you little shit.....first
off....it's not on the computer desk.....secondly....if you lost my
fuckin camera.....I'm gonna beat you to a pulp....bro...or no
bro.....you fuckin hear me, dude?"

Fozi gave up on his attempt to beat on Danny a little more, but being the
total asshole that he is....he shoved all five toes as hard and as far
into Danny's mouth as he could...trying desperately to force them down
Danny's throat....taking out on Danny....the rage he was feeling against
his brother.

Danny began choking and gagging, trying to come up with enough strength
to pull Fozi's foot out of his mouth.....but being in the position he
was, and considering all the physical and mental abuse he had been forced
to withstand , these last few days, it didn't take him long to realize,
that he was totally helpless against the younger teen.

Finally, with Sean still yelling at him, Fozi pulled his foot out of
Danny's mouth, but then mercilessly stood on top of Danny's face, with
both feet, and all his muscular weight.

It was Sean that pushed Fozi off Danny, not so much to help his agonizing
friend, but to get Fozi to listen to him. "Dude, will you please just
listen to me......the fuckin camera isn't on the computer desk......so
will you just stop and think for a minute...about where else you might
have put it?"

Fozi glared into Sean's eyes. "don't ever push me again, dude....and
that's your second warning.....I told you.....that is exactly where I
put the damn camera.....I remember setting it down on the desk......and
it was there when I went to bed last night....I know this....cause I saw
it there."

Sean then looked into Danny's eyes, while still speaking to his brother.
"Who was up first this morning....you .....or Dano?

"The faggot was up before me, as a matter of fact....I saw him walkin
away from the desk when I entered the den."

Before Fozi even finished his sentence, Sean was on top of Danny, with
both fists clenched tightly. "Where did ya put it, asshole?"

Danny wasn't speaking...which was a dead give away, and all the proof
that Sean needed. "Tell me where my fuckin camera is.....you fuckin
maggot....or I swear....I'll hurt you a hundred times worse than my
Brother did!"

"I threw it in the lake, I didn't want you downloading those pics of
me.....I...."

Sean didn't need to hear anymore, and before Danny was able to finish,
Sean power punched him in the face, then sat there on top of him, waiting
for Danny to come out of it.

He looked up at Fozi. "Sorry bro, he might be your bitch, but I'm gonna
fuck his brains out.......I'm gonna hurt him soooo bad....he's gonna
remember it for the rest of his life."

Fozi, was pissed, HE HIMSELF had planned on doing just that.... fucking
Danny hard .....and mercilessly.

After all, Danny was HIS bitch...and HE was the one that should be
rewarded with Danny Fazio's cherry.