Date: Thu, 20 Aug 2015 14:24:34 -0400
From: bistud_77@hushmail.com
Subject: High School Service Boy Part  8 (authoritarian, high school)

High School Service Boy Part 8 (authoritarian, high school)
By bistud77

Disclaimer: This story is totally fictional.  Any resemblance to
any persons alive or dead is completely coincidental.  This
contains sexually explicit fantasies about domination and
submission and teen sex.  If this type of story offends you, please
do not read it.

This story is made of real fantasies that I wacked off over when I
was in high school.

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Joe and his little brother Chris don't look too interested in
fucking me; after all, my ass is filled with peanut butter, banana,
and dog cum.  It's kind of disgusting.  I don't blame them.

Joe says to his brother, "You see Chris, faggots are less than
dogs.  Even Spike knows it."

I am lying on my side on the floor. Spike, their German Sheppard,
is lying next to me seeming to be quite content.  He should be, he
just fucked me and blew a big load of dog cum up my ass.  And I
have only been over Joe's house for about two hours.  I am getting
clear that these two brothers are fucking deviants.  That excites
me and scares me at the same time.  It is a mix of feelings that is
very familiar.

I hear myself breathing, but I don't really recognize myself.  My
ass is sore from getting fucked by a dog. I have become something
lower than a faggot.  And both Joe and Chris know it.  When they
look at me, they know. I don't know what else they might make me do
this weekend.  I lay the side of my face against the cold tile and
close my eyes.

I feel Joe spreading my ass open again.  His middle finger is now
pushing into my wet and distended rectum; my hole offers him no
resistance.  My butt hole is his to use.  A second finger soon
follows, causing a little stretching.  He digs inside and wiggles
his fingers around.  It is a strange sensation.  I feel Joe
scooping up some ass slop--- peanut butter and banana mixed with
ass juice and dog cum--- he pulls a glob of it out and puts his
fingers in front of my lips.

"Suck."

He wants me to eat it.  I look at the mess on his fingers, knowing
it contains dog cum.  My brain won't process a complete thought.
My eyes can't quite focus.  But I smell it.  Disgusting.  Now I am
having the experience of being out of my body looking down.  Like I
can't stay with what is happening and at the same time I can't bear
to leave.

I open my mouth and suck his fingers clean.  I am completely broken.

"Good boy," Joe says in a soft voice.

When he tells me this, he pats my head.  I feel warm in my stomach.
 I am another dog.  Me and Spike on the floor doing what we are
told.  In my case, I am experiencing the aftertaste of dog cum and
shit mixed with banana and peanut butter.  I am a good boy.

Joe says to his brother, "His ass is too fucking disgusting to
stick our dicks in, and I'm too tired to get him cleaned up, so
let's lean back and have the faggot suck us off while we look at
Dad's porn."  Joe is naked reclining back on his bed, with his arms
over his head and his sexy armpit hair exposed.  He looks really
satisfied with himself.  He says to his little brother, "Go get a
stack of Dad's magazines."

Chris springs up and runs out the door. Joe settles back further on
his bed with his back all the way against the wall, cushioned by a
couple of pillows.  His perfect body on display:  his low hanging
nut sack and stiff alpha cock; his dark brown nipples and strong
shoulders; his smoldering eyes and his usual smirk.  Suddenly I
wish he would kiss me. Yeah right.

I hear Chris open the door again. He bounces up onto Joe's bed,
holding a stack of porn magazines.  I glance at the cover of the
top one and see it is a naked woman being whipped hard.  Holy fuck,
I think to myself, their Dad is into some nasty porn.

Joe takes the top magazine, opens it up and spread his legs.  "Hey
faggot, get over here and lick my balls while I enjoy this porn."

As I crawl between Joe's legs, I see Chris on the end of the bed,
also with his back against the wall; he picks up the next magazine
and opens it up.  I see it has a young boy on the cover, naked, and
bent over with his ass displayed for the camera.  I wonder what
kind of stuff their Dad is really into.  No time to think about
that, I have work to do.

I am pleasuring Joe's sweaty ball sack.  And my mouth is watering
from the taste of his sweat and male musk.  I want his cock, but
licking his balls is awesome too.

A few minutes go by and Joe says to me, "Go suck Chris until he
cums.  He doesn't really shoot cum, he just sort of spasms and gets
too sensitive to touch.  If you do a good job then I'll let you
lick my butt hole and swallow my jizz."

I crawl down the bed and between Chris' long sexy legs.  He is so
smooth; my hands run over his thighs and lift his boy dick straight
up.  I see he is still reading the magazine with the boy butt on
the cover.  I bring my lips to his prick and kiss the tip.  I let
my tongue slip out and tickle his pee hole.  I like to begin this
way, and Chris is just lying there letting me do my thing.  I guess
he is only 12 so he doesn't know how to order around a faggot yet.

I suck his dick head into my mouth and hear him inhale sharply.
Like the rest of him, his dick is smooth; he only has a few wisps
of pubic hair growing in above it.  He tastes of sweat and smells
like boy.  He knows I am a total faggot and so he stops paying
attention to me.  I am there to service him while he reads a hard
porn magazine. That's all.

Soon I find myself bobbing my head up and down on Chris' hard
prick.  I am working him now.  I want to feel him spasm in my
mouth.  I want to give him pleasure.  And, compared to being fucked
by their dog, this is tame.  This is easy.  I am a cocksucker for
the 12 year old little brother of my alpha male, Joe.

Sure enough, within minutes his legs wrap around my head and they
start to squeeze me, he tightens his little butt and pushes his
dick deeper into my mouth.  I know he is going to climax so I
increase the suction and the intensity of my cock sucking.  I reach
out with my right hand and gently squeeze his smooth ball sack. I
feel his hand on the top of my head, the magazine is tossed to the
side as he convulses in orgasm.  He bucks his hips but I manage to
stay with him.  There is no cum but otherwise he has a full orgasm
in my mouth.  I am a good cock sucker.

I hear Joe's voice, "Good job faggot.  You earned a taste of my ass
hole."  Then he turns to Chris, and watches his brother's face as
he comes down from his orgasm.  Joe says to him, "Remember, only
let a faggot eat your ass hole when they earn it.  It is saved for
a reward.  Especially this faggot, he fucking loves to lick out my
ass hole."

As he says this, Joe bends his legs up and spreads his knees,
exposing the bottom of his ass and his crack. "Get over here and
get your reward."

I say the only thing there is to say, "Thank you sir."  And, I
crawl over to Joe and get between his legs.  I know my dick is
dripping again.  I push my nose and lips into the crack of his ass.
 My tongue reaches out between his cheeks and probes in search of
his hot dark hole.  I want to tongue fuck him, and I do.

I make a point of my tongue and drill it right inside his hole, my
thumbs pull his cheeks apart as I dig in deeper and deeper.  I want
to lick the inside of his ass canal.  Taste him completely.  I want
to be his total sex slave.

Joe sneers at me, "OK, reward over, I am ready to get sucked off.
I am going to last a long time, so get comfortable."

Chris gets up and heads to the door saying, "I'm going to the den
to watch movies.  See ya' when he is done servicing you."

I go to work on this total sex god.  His dick is thick and
throbbing.  I am in heaven.  I vaguely remember he thinks of me as
less than human.  I vaguely remember that he made me let his dog
fuck my ass.  I focus on his cock.  I am his cock sucker.  And I
suck him until my jaw aches and my lips feel tired. Soon my neck is
sore and my arms are close to giving out.  But still I keep going,
bobbing my head up and down, sucking him while he reads some S&M
magazine from his father's stash.

Finally I feel his cock swelling and his hand comes down on top of
my head.  In one thrust he shoves his cock right down my throat.  I
take it.

"Fuck yeah" he groans.  And with his cock planted inside my throat
he starts shooting a load of cum.  He pulls out for the last two
spurts so his ball juice fills my mouth.  Nothing has ever tasted
better.  Well, maybe the inside of his ass hole.  I am in heaven
for this moment as he fills my mouth.

Joe pushes me off and springs out of bed, "OK faggot, you can come
watch a movie with us, but you sit on the floor.  In fact, you are
going to be sleeping on the floor too, so get used to it."

We watched the movie like a bunch of normal teenagers, except I was
sitting on the floor.  It was some James Bond movie.  They ate
potato chips and drank cola.  They let me watch the movie but not
eat the snacks.  Somewhere in the middle of the movie, Joe says to
Chris, "Watch this."

"Open your mouth wide faggot and look up."  I do as I am told, and
Joe stands over me.  He spits some soggy, chewed up potato chips
out of his mouth and right into my mouth.  "Enjoy it faggot."

I hear them laughing as I chew obediently and swallow.

Other than eating some chewed food, Joe let me watch the movie like
a more or less normal person.  But I was hard the whole time
because he hadn't given me a chance to cum since his dog was
fucking me earlier.  I thought about going to the bathroom and
wanking, but I knew the punishment would be more than I could take
today.  I had been through enough.  So I watched the movie and
pretended to be a more or less normal human being.

With the movie finally over, I was allowed to go to Joe's room for
the night.  He had me sleep on the floor, right next to Spike.  I
briefly worried about what to do if Spike wanted to fuck me in the
middle of the night.  With those thoughts, I fell into a deep
sleep, dreaming nasty dreams.

I am awoken abruptly by Joe's toe digging into my side.  "Get the
fuck up faggot; we want to fuck your ass before we shower."

I look up and see Joe looking down at me, his hair mussed up and
his eyes twinkling in anticipation.  My eyes move down and find him
naked with his morning wood standing at attention.  Next to him is
his brother Chris, in his tighty whiteys, an obscene bulge in the
front.

Joe says to Chris, "Let's get his ass cleaned out first, we don't
want to fuck him with Spike's cum up there."

"Yeah," Chris replies, "we can use Dad's enema bag, I know where he
keeps it."

Joe says to me, "Get up faggot.  We are going to the bathtub.  It's
where dad gives me and Chris our weekly enemas, too bad he's not
here to administer yours.  Ha ha.  He knows just how to give you
stomach cramps if he wants to."

I am not fully awake, but I gather that their father does some
nasty stuff to his two teenage sons.  I get up and walk to the
bathroom where I find Chris filling a black rubber enema bag.

I am already naked; I don't even know where my clothes are.  Joe
tells me to lean over the tub and stick my ass out.  It's time for
my enema.

I watch as Chris squirts some liquid soap into the bag and then
tops it off with more warm water.  It looks like a pretty big bag
to me.  I wonder if all that water is going to fit in me.  But
there is nothing I need to do but keep my ass up and wait.

Joe takes the bag, puts the nozzle in my mouth to lubricate, then
shoves it into my ass in one smooth push.  I groan.

Seconds later I feel the rush of warm soapy water filling my ass.
It feels quite good as I get more and more full.  Soon my belly
starts to distend and it still feels good.  Chris is watching with
a smirk on his young face.  Obviously he knows exactly how I am
feeling.

More water.  It just keeps flowing up my ass.  It starts to get a
little uncomfortable.  Like I want to squirt it out.  That's when
Joe says, "Fucking hold it faggot.  I don't want to see a drop leak
out."

Finally it starts to really hurt.  I don't know what to do.  Should
I tell him?  More water flows in.  "Unnnggghhhh!" I groan
involuntarily.

Joe says, "Perfect."  I feel the nozzle yanked out.  "Now hold that
in.  We'll be back in a while.  You can lie of the floor while you
wait."

Now I am lying on the cold floor in Joe's bathroom.  The pain is
starting to come in waves.  There is no one to hear me, so I moan
quietly to myself and wait.  Holding my anus tight so nothing leaks
out.

Fifteen minutes go by.  Maybe longer before they return.  I am
still moaning when they walk in.  "That should be long enough,"
comments Chris as he looks down at me.

"Get on the toilet," orders Joe, "and dump it out."

I am terribly embarrassed about the idea of expelling the contents
of my ass while these two watch, but the pain has become
unbearable.  So I raise up slowly and sit down on the seat.

"Let it go faggot, I have a busy day planned and I ain't waiting
all day for you."  Joe sounds annoyed.

In one great rush, I expel the contents of my anal cavity.  A nasty
dump of warm soapy water, peanut butter, banana, dog cum, and shit
all comes out at once.  It is obscene.  And, there is nothing I can
hide.  Joe and Chris just watch, kind of bored.  Clearly they have
seen this kind of thing before.

Joe says, "If I had time, I would give him another one, but I got
things to do today, so let's say he is clean enough to fuck."

More comes out of me.  It just keeps squirting out.  Along with
disgusting sounds and smells.  I have no dignity.  No self-respect.


Joe orders, "Get it all out faggot.  Hurry up."  So I keep pushing.
I can't believe how much is coming out of me. `When you are done,
take a quick shower, scrub your fag ass, and then come up to Chris'
room.  We are going to take turns fucking you on his bed this
morning."

I do as I am told and I am soon knocking on the door to Chris'
room.  Joe lets me in.  "Lisa and Heather live in the house next
door, and their window is directly across from Chris', right above
his bed. We are going to fuck you in front of that open window. You
ready for that?"

"Yes sir."

I realize these two are relentless.  They are deviant and they want
more and more from me.  Lisa is a Senior and Heather is a Sophomore
in my class.  They ride my bus every morning.  They both have long
blond hair, and Lisa has really nice pert tits.  I am not sure what
it would mean if they saw me being a faggot.  There is nothing I
can do about it anyway.

I look around the room.  The covers on the bed are pulled off, so
nothing to hide under.  I am happy to see a jar of Vaseline on the
nightstand.  Maybe they will use it.

Chris says he is going first.  That's fine with me given his
smaller cock.  He is not too big, so I think maybe I can enjoy it.
It will be the fourth cock to enter my ass ever.  And when I feel
him pushing it in, I can tell he has used Vaseline.  It feels good.
 I like it.  I like getting fucked by this 12 year old.

He pushes in slowly.  All the way down.  Soon he is leaning on my
back.  Waiting.  Then all of a sudden he starts fucking me like a
rabbit.  Hard and fast.  Short strokes.  I don't dare look out the
window because I don't want to see those girls looking back.  I
don't want to know they are watching me be a faggot, letting a
Junior High School boy fuck my ass.

After a few minutes in front of the window I hear Joe say, "I think
they are watching."

That's enough to get Chris to start fucking like crazy.  It doesn't
take long for him to build up and climax inside me.  He pulls out
quickly, saying "That was really good.  I want to do that again
soon."

Joe gets behind me next.  The fifth cock to enter me.  His cock is
thick, the thickest cock that I have taken up my ass so far.  He
doesn't use any lube, but there is plenty left from when Chris did
me.

"Let's give those girls a show, faggot," says Joe as he starts
pushing his cock into my hole while slapping my ass cheeks and my
balls.  Obviously, this show is going to be about how much abuse I
take willingly.  He slams me over and over.  Then he yanks out and
starts slapping my ass red.  Then he grabs my hips and rams his
cock back into me.

After a few more hard thrusts, Joe lies down against my back and
gets his face next to my left ear, away from the window.  Speaking
right into my ear in a low voice that only I can hear he says, "You
won't need to tell your girlfriend Karen about this happening to
you.  I know you share everything.  But you won't need to tell her
you let me fuck you up the ass while Heather and Lisa watched.  And
you won't need to tell her about getting fucked by our dog, and how
you liked it.  I know you tell her everything but you won't need to
tell her about this weekend.  How come you might wonder?   Because
I am going to tell her while I fuck her this afternoon."  Joe
starts ramming me hard, like he wants to hurt me.  It is more
violence than it is fucking.

He continues in my ear, "When you see her Monday morning, you won't
be telling her about what I did with you.  She will be telling you
about what I did with her!  You are a loser faggot I own you and I
own your girlfriend too."

With that, he reaches around and starts stroking my dick.  Three
strokes and I am shooting a load of cum all over Chris' sheets.
Joe follows that by driving harder up my ass until he cums.  I feel
the cum running out my hole and down my leg.  I finally get the
nerve to look out the window.  I see Lisa and Heather staring back.


End part 8.
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