Date: Thu, 30 Jun 2011 22:34:09 -0700
From: D R <diddlediddle@live.ca>
Subject: The Payback Part 7 (gay, young friends)

(m/b, b/b, incest, foot worship, tickling, sex)
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WARNING: This is a purely fictional story that has a bunch of cute
prepubescent boys and a teenager being sexually active, as well as
feet, tickling, and other sensitive topics meant only for the adults
that enjoy reading about all this. If this isn't what you like, or you
are not even 18 years old yet, I order you to read no further. I MEAN
IT. YOU ARE WARNED! The contents of this file beyond this paragraph DO
NOT express, represent, or have anything to do with the opinions,
beliefs or conduct of the author. Even if it might not appear that way.
This story remains property of the author whose email is
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Questions, comments and (constructive) criticisms can be sent to the
above email address. Thanks for reading!
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The Payback

Part 7

On Saturday morning Jimmy's parents had gone out early, leaving Jimmy and his
brothers asleep. Jimmy woke up on his own around 11:30AM. As he dragged himself
out of bed, cursing loudly, his stiff teenage cock pointing the way, Jimmy
opened the curtains and looked out the window; it was a beautiful sunny day.
Jimmy knew that his many victims would probably be out playing already, being
young and full of vim and vitality. Jimmy began stroking his rock hard morning
wood at the thought of possibly encountering any one of `his' boys. He hadn't
gotten any action from any of them since he had abused Malcolm and Eddie on the
Tuesday of that week. Jimmy quickly got dressed putting on a white `wife-beater'
tank top, a pair of baggy jeans shorts and that was it; he didn't bother with
underwear since if he got with any of his boys, he didn't want to have to worry
about messing around with it. Since it looked hot outside, Jimmy figured he'd
wear sneakers without socks on his big teenage feet; that way, he could get one
of his boys to suck on his sweaty toes. Jimmy's feet always got very wet with
sweat when it was sunny out and he wore flip-flops and especially when he wore
shoes without any socks. The bully loved smearing his sweaty feet on one of his
boys' face or jamming his sweat-slick toes into their mouth.

Jimmy left his bedroom and headed for the stairs to the main floor, passing Todd
and Craig's bedroom on the way. Their door was open a crack, so he snuck up to
the door and looked in through the crack. Craig was on his stomach, with his
legs spread wide and Todd was pounding his twin's ass as hard as humanly
possible. Craig wasn't making any noise as he had a pair of socks stuffed in his
mouth, and his hands were tied to the bed.

"Fuckin' fags." Jimmy muttered to himself as he walked down the stairs, with his
hand down his shorts, absentmindedly groping at his hard cock. He went into the
laundry room, and slipped his skate shoes onto his already slightly sweaty feet,
then went to the front door and grabbed his backpack which he had dropped there
the previous night. After getting his bag, Jimmy went to the kitchen and grabbed
some food out of the cupboards and a couple of drinks out of the fridge and
shoved them all in his bag. With that, he went and grabbed a key from the key
hook beside the front door, pocketing it as he exited the house.

As Jimmy walked down the street towards `his' forest, he noticed there were a
lot of people out, but the whole length of the walk, he didn't see any of his
usual victims. They all happened to live along the same street or at least lived
near the street Jimmy lived on, or near the forest where he always took them.
However, it seemed like none of them were around this day. Jimmy decided he
would have to make his own fun as he entered the forest. Little did Jimmy know
that he had been monitored as he had walked down the street, and now the boy who
had been watching him was dashing to the phone to call Jimmy's brothers.

Back at the house, Todd was still ramming his hard cock into Craig's cushy
posterior, but at this point, Craig was now on his back, the socks had come
out of his mouth and his moans and groans filled the room. Todd was in no hurry
to cum in his twin's ass but suddenly his cellphone started ringing. Without
even slowing his fuck rhythm, Todd leaned over to the bedside table and picked
up the phone. He kept fucking Craig even as he answered.

"Hello? Oh, hi Malcolm. So you saw him? Okay, get everyone together and then
come over. The front door is probably unlocked, since Jimmy never locks the door
so just come in when you get here. Alright, see you soon." Todd hung up the
phone and threw it onto the floor and began fucking Craig faster and harder,
grunting and panting loudly. Craig's moans started getting louder and louder
until he was practically screaming as he could feel his cock throbbing hard and
then suddenly pulsing as he began cumming without even touching himself. Todd
could feel his twin brother's sphincter tightening on his cock and he too began
cumming profusely as he thrust wildly into Craig, grunting and moaning loudly,
sounding very much like an animal in heat. After the last spurt of cum had
exited his cock, Todd collapsed onto his twin brother and the two lay there,
panting heavily, their sweat-soaked bodies heaving up and down as they lay
there, trying to catch their breath.

Recovering from their passionate fuck session, Todd and Craig quickly
cleaned up, showered and were just getting dressed as they heard the front door
open. They quickly put on their shirts and left their room barefoot and hurried
down the stairs to greet the boys. The ten boys were standing around in the hall
with their shoes off and the backpack of tools sitting at Malcolm's feet. All of
them were wearing shorts and some had opted to wear sandals instead of shoes.
Craig noted five pairs of shoes and five pairs of sandals sitting by the front
door and then noticed five boys with bare feet; he noticed that Eddie and
Malcolm were two of that group. When the boys stopped chatting amongst
themselves and noticed Todd and Craig had arrived, they rushed over en masse,
hugging the twins in one big crush. Todd picked up Tuong and Nolan, one boy in
each arm, and the two of them giggled and kissed Todd on his cheeks. All
the boys started giggling at that, and even Craig chuckled at the sight.

After a few minutes of hugging and the boys giggling madly at the prospect of
what they were about to do as well as last minute confirmations and an inventory
check, the ten boys left the house of their tormentor and headed for the woods
where he was at the moment, totally unaware of what was about to happen. Todd
and Craig were to stay behind, and let the boys have their fun, but when the
payback was nearing its end, Malcolm would phone the twins and they would arrive
in time for the big finale; the twins figured they would probably have to rescue
Jimmy by that point anyway.

While all that was happening, Jimmy was blissfully unaware of his impending
doom. He had found a nice quiet spot, with the sun beating down yet filtered by
the foliage overhead. After arriving in the forest, he had pulled off his shirt
and had sat reading a magazine, as beads of sweat slowly formed on his teenaged
body. After getting bored with reading, he had pulled out his cock and
masturbated but he soon grew bored with that as well, and simply let go of his
cock without even cumming, letting it gradually become flaccid again as it came
to rest on his shorts. After laying in the sun for a while, his limp cock laying
on his shorts leaking a slow stream of precum, the light beating down on him and
his body gleaming with sweat, Jimmy pulled his PSP out of his backpack and began
playing some video games; he was still playing it when he felt a tap on his
shoulder and then everything went dark. There was a brief struggle, but his
assailants managed to subdue him and Jimmy eventually passed out from lack of
air, seeing as his unseen attackers had forced a heavy burlap sack over his
head.

After what seemed like an eternity, Jimmy finally came to; he could feel someone
lightly slapping his cheeks. He finally opened his eyes, squinting in the bright
daylight, trying to see who his assailants were. Jimmy's eyes finally focused
and he was surprised to see ten boys staring at him; he did a double-
take, these weren't just any old boys, they were all a part of his
`harem' of regular victims. Jimmy went from worry to anger in mere seconds, he
lunged forward but found himself unable to move. He was completely immobilized.
Jimmy couldn't move anything; not his body, his arms or his legs. The only thing
he could move was his head and neck, thus enabling him to see just what kind of
situation he was in.

His arms were pulled tight straight above his head, his wrists tied together,
and then tied again to a rope that was lashed around a branch a short ways up
the tree. Try as he might Jimmy couldn't move his arms, he could only shift his
shoulders side to side slightly. He tried pulling his arms downwards but the
branch above him was too thick to be broken. He gave up on that figuring that if
he pulled too hard, he'd pull his arms out of their sockets. Jimmy looked down
and noticed that he was firmly tied to the tree around his waist; the ropes were
not so tight that he couldn't breathe, but they were certainly tight enough that
he couldn't move. He counted four sections going down his waist, meaning the
rope that the boys had used had been long enough to go around the tree four
times, meaning Jimmy was good and stuck. Jimmy blinked and realized that he was
completely naked; his hard cock was staring him in the face, pointing straight
upwards as it always did when it was fully erect. A length of string had been
wound around Jimmy's cock and balls and tied tightly, explaining why his cock
was throbbing and harder than rock hard.

As he was staring as his hard teenage cock, Jimmy realized his feet were nowhere
to be seen, until he looked to his left and then to his right. His legs had been
spread wide exposing his crotch and inner thighs to the world; his feet were
held into place by a rope that was attached to one ankle then wrapped around the
tree to be tied to the other ankle. In addition, rope had been wound around his
one knee then wrapped around the tree and reattached to his other knee. Jimmy's
sweaty bare feet glistened in the sun; he wiggled his toes and tried to move his
legs, but his ankles had been doubly secured, by individual lengths of rope, one
for each ankle, that were attached to tent pegs, that had been firmly embedded
into the ground. Jimmy tried moving his legs again but all he could do was
wiggle his sweaty toes and move his feet around a little. He briefly wondered
how he was in the position he was in, and he looked down, craning his neck out
at as far as he could, and he saw that he was seated on a collapsible camping
stool. Also, he noted that his body was slouched down slightly, meaning that his
hairless asshole was also exposed to the world.

It took Jimmy a couple more seconds before he realized that everything that was
currently holding him in place had been given to the boys by his older brothers.
Todd and Craig were avid campers and got out of town to do so as often as they
could. But now their gear had been leant to Jimmy's boys to use on Jimmy, and
they had indeed used it well. Jimmy realized he wasn't getting out of his
current situation unless the boys let him out. Jimmy went from anger to blind
fury in a snap.

"You fuckin' little pieces of shit! When I get outta this I'm gonna fuckin' tear
yer goddamn heads off! Rip you to pieces! Shit on what's left of ya! Fuckin'
shit fucker fuckin' sonuva bitch fuck asshole fucker shit cocksucking shitting
fuck shit bitch fuckin' fuck shit fuck shit fucker fuck!" Jimmy was practically
foaming at the mouth as his threats dissolved into random curse words and then
finally into nothing but animalistic growls. The boys simply looked at him,
staring, unflinching, some with their arms crossed, some with their hands in
their pockets. The boys had had enough and not even a tirade from their bully
would sway their decision to enact their revenge. Jimmy slumped back into his
bonds. The bully was quite suddenly aware that he was in a dangerous situation,
and decided to err on the side of caution.

"Hey come on guys, how's about lettin' me out and we'll just forget it ever
happened, huh? You let me out, and you go on and it'll be like nothin' ever
happened, how's that sound?" Jimmy kept as calm as he possibly could in the
situation and waited for the boys to respond but they simply continued to stare
at him. Jimmy exploded again "FUCK YOU YOU FUCKIN' FUCK SHIT GODDAMN FUCKIN'
KILL FUCKIN' SHIT FUCK ASSHOLE FUCKIN' MOTHERFU..." Jimmy's tirade stopped
abruptly, but a slap to the face will do that to you; Napa had walked over and
given Jimmy a well-placed on his cheek. Jimmy's mouth hung open in shock as his
cheek continued to sting lightly. Napa grabbed Jimmy under the chin and held on
tight.

"Listen Jimmy, things are going to change around here. Starting now. We're not
like you so we're going to give you a chance to make it up to us, all the
horrible things you've ever done to us. If you promise to give back all the
money you took, and all our clothes that you took, and you give us a good
apology for all things you've done to all of us then maybe we'll let you go."
Napa let go of Jimmy's face and then returned to his place in line with the
other boys.

Jimmy's mouth hung slack as he tried to comprehend the sheer nerve of his boys.
They had betrayed him and worse, now they were threatening him? Jimmy thought to
himself that as soon as he got out of this situation, he'd kill them; every last
one of them. Tear them to shreds and shit on the remains, and then burn every
last little bit that was left. And then burn what was left of that. And shit on
what was left of that. And then burn...Jimmy's evil thoughts were interrupted by
another slap to his face. This time, it was Malcolm who had slapped him. Tuong
was standing beside him, staring at Jimmy's hard cock.

"Pay attention when we're talking to you! We're real serious here Jimmy. We
aren't going to take anymore of your picking on us! We got you here so we can
get our revenge on you!" As Malcolm stepped back after he finished speaking,
Tuong stepped forward and grabbed Jimmy's cock and pulled it down as far as it
could possibly go. Jimmy started to tense up as the pain increased, then
suddenly Tuong let go and Jimmy winced as his cock slapped hard against his
stomach. Tuong batted Jimmy's cock around before pulling it down again and then
letting go suddenly once more.

"Geez! Fuck, that hurts! Make him stop!" Jimmy winced again as his cock slapped
hard against his stomach for the third time. Malcolm looked at Tuong and smiled
at the young boy, who proceeded to do the pull down and let go a fourth time,
causing Jimmy to cry out slightly. "C'mon Malcolm! Make him stop! Please, I'm
beggin' ya!" Malcolm simply stood with his hand on Tuong's shoulder as the boy
played with his newfound toy a fifth time. Then, Eric walked over and roughly
pinched Jimmy's nipples. "Hey, fuck you! That fuckin' hurt! Stop it!"

"Stop? Stop? Sorry, we don't understand the meaning of the word. Just like you
don't seem to understand it either. Remember all the times that any one of us
ever begged you to `stop'? Remember how you never did? Well Jimmy, just like how
you stopped when you felt like it, we're going to do the same thing." Eric
punctuated the thought by twisting Jimmy's nipples roughly. The bully winced as
his nipples stung and his cock throbbed painfully as Tuong let go for the
seventh time.

"C'mon Eric, buddy...Please stop! Owwww! Fuckin' hell! Who the fuck...?" Jimmy's
complaint trailed off as he tried to see who had just shoved something into his
exposed asshole. Looking down past Eric's arms, Jimmy could see that Eddie had
joined into his torture and was kneeling down beside Tuong. Eddie was working
what appeared to be a small dildo into Jimmy's tight teen hole. "Hey, you little
shit! Stop that! I don't take nothin' up my ass!"

"That's not what your brothers told us, Jimmy" Eddie replied, giggling, without
ever breaking his concentration. Eddie continued to work the dildo into Jimmy's
tight hole until it was finally all the way in. He then shoved it in that last
little bit, causing Jimmy to cry out in protest. The boy flicked a small switch
at the end of the dildo, which turned it on, starting the vibrating, which Jimmy
could feel very well since the tip of the vibrator was resting against his young
prostate. "How does that feel Jimmy? You like it? I think you do!" Eddie stood
up and took over with Jimmy's cock from Tuong, who then left to join the other
boys again, but instead of torturing it, Eddie began slowly stroking it. Jimmy
began moaning slightly under his breath, but he continued muttering and growling
under his breath as well, uttering death threats against the boys and his back-
stabbing brothers.

Eric, meanwhile, gave Jimmy's nipples one last good, hard twist before letting
go, causing the bully to gasp. He walked away from Jimmy, leaving Eddie as the
sole boy working on him, and joined the other boys who were sorting through the
gear in the backpack and discussing which direction to go next. After a brief
chat, they decided to let Eddie keep playing with Jimmy until they decided
he was primed and ready for the next phase, in which the boys would reveal that
they knew Jimmy's big secret and then use it on him. While this was going
on, Jimmy was quietly pleading with Eddie to set him free.

"Come on Eddie..mmm... Lemme go please? I'll do anything ya..mmm... want if ya
let me go. I won't hurt ya, I won't come after ya. I'll leave..uhh... I'll leave
ya alone, I promise." Jimmy was definitely feeling the pleasure of the intense
vibration going up and down his teenage ass, and the slow strokes sliding up and
down his precum slicked cock.  "Hell, I'll even give ya half of all the money I
got from all you guys, and I'll give ya any..ummmhh... of the socks or shoes or
underwear that I got. You name it Eddie, it's yours. Y'all know y'all were my
favourite, right Eddie? So what say ya let yer..ohhh... yer old buddy Jimmy
outta this mess, huh?" Eddie simply ignored Jimmy's bribes and please and
continued with his ministrations, slowly stroking the teenaged cock staring him
in the face as it throbbed almost endlessly. Every now and then, Eddie would
also administer little licks and kisses to the sensitive tip of Jimmy's rock
hard cock. The boy knew exactly what he was doing and could tell that Jimmy was
fast approaching the point of no return despite Eddie's slow, methodical
technique. It was all thanks to Todd and Craig's advice; it was already proving
to be invaluable, and Eddie knew the rest would also prove very useful.

Suddenly Eddie switched tactics, and Jimmy shivered with pleasurable ecstasy at
the new sensations; Eddie had turned off the vibrator and began sliding it in
and out of Jimmy's hole. Then he started licking all around Jimmy's cockhead and
then without warning, slipped his adorable young mouth onto Jimmy's cock and
began sucking at the tip. Jimmy was over the moon in ecstasy and his moans began
to slowly increase in pitch and volume. Eddie kept working at Jimmy until the
teen's moans were so loud they were starting to echo through the forest and then
Eddie immediately let go of Jimmy and stepped back. Jimmy started shuddering and
convulsing and sweating and drooling; his cock throbbed and waved up and down
but nothing much else happened. After about a minute of heaving and panting,
with the sweat dripping off of him, Jimmy raised his head to look at Eddie.

"WHAT THE FUCK DID YA STOP FOR?! I was ready to blow my fuckin' wad and YA
FUCKIN' STOPPED!! FUCK! Keep it going! Make me jizz! Fuck, I NEED it! COME ON
EDDIE, MAKE ME CUM!!" Jimmy struggled at his bonds, practically foaming at the
mouth, his cock painfully engorged and twitching. Eddie gave the bully's cock
one last long, slow stroke, pulled out the vibrator and then went and joined
his fellow victims, who had been watching the spectacle. With Eddie's work done,
the boys knew it was time to move onto the next stage. Five of the boys reached
into the bag, and pulled out the supplies they needed. They then stood,
concealing what they held in their hands behind their backs. They walked over to
Jimmy who by now, was sweating profusely, and had an almost scared look in his
eyes. Tuong and Nolan sat down on the ground, one boy in front of each of
Jimmy's feet. Bobby and Skyler went around behind Jimmy's legs and stood at his
sides. Mason stood between Jimmy's legs then he sat down close to Jimmy with his
face quite close to the teen's rigid cock. Jimmy looked around at all the boys
and started sweating even more. It was plainly visible as it dripped down his
body, shining in the sun.

"The fuck you guys doin'? Get away from me, I mean it! If you little shits touch
me, I'll break yer fuckin' goddmaned arms off!" Jimmy grunted and tried in vain
to get away from the boys, but he was good and stuck, just as he had been when
the affair started. The boys who had hung back and were sitting with the bag
laughed at Jimmy's pointless bravado and empty threats. Eric stood up and took a
few steps towards the scene in front of him, but stopped short.

"Listen Jimmy, you think you're so tough, but you're not. You're a weak, little
coward who picks on people smaller and younger than him because it makes him
feel tough. You're a bully, and you might be proud of that fact, but that is
just so wrong. You need to be taught a lesson, you need a real big change of
attitude, and we're going to give it to you." The other boys giggled at this.
Eric continued, "See, your big brothers decided to help us. And we're soooo glad
they did, because they told us your biiiiig secret, your BIGGEST weakness. Yeah
that's right Jimmy, they told us that you're..." Eric paused, as he watched
Jimmy's eyes widen with fear. The boys close to Jimmy started giggling again.
Eric looked at Jimmy again, looking him straight in the eyes and spoke one more
word: "Ticklish."

Jimmy reacted like he'd been struck by lightning. His mouth started flapping
open and closed with any sound coming of it, except for a sort of muffled
gasping. It was plain to see the bully was stunned beyond words. Compounding the
bully's fear was the sight of what the boys closest to him held in their hands.
They had all pulled their hands from behind their backs simultaneously. Jimmy's
eyes bulged as he saw what the boys would undoubtedly use on him in mere
moments. Tuong and Nolan both held up feathers in one hand and big, flat
hairbrushes in the other. Bobby and Skyler each had a big feather in one hand.
Mason held a collection of different sized feathers and an old makeup brush, and
then finally an electric toothbrush. Pulling frantically at his bindings, Jimmy
finally found his words.

"NOOOOO PLEASE! FUCK NO! Please fuck anything but that you guys! Please don't
tickle me please don't tickle me please don't tickle me!! PLEASE, I can't stand
bein' tickled! I hate it FUCK please don't tickle me! Don't tickle me! Don't
please fuck please don't fuck fuck fuck fuck PLEASE I'M BEGGIN' YA!!" The boys
were unswayed by Jimmy's pleas and his pleading eyes and simply laughed loudly
at his begging. Nolan was the first to act, as he gently dragged his feather up
Jimmy's right foot. A quick guffaw burst out of Jimmy, as the toes on both feet
feet splayed wide. Jimmy shuddered as the boys started laughing at him; he knew
he was in for a long ride and the boys knew they had Jimmy exactly where he
wanted him. Eric went and sat back down with the other seated boys and said to
the boys who were primed and ready,

"He's all yours guys. Have fun."

And with that, it began. Tuong took his feather and ran it back and forth
between Jimmy's toes on his left foot, while Nolan stroked his feather up and
down and all around Jimmy's wide right sole. Bobby was scratching up and down
Jimmy's right armpit with his left hand, while with his right hand, he was
twirling his feather around Jimmy's stiff nipple. Skyler, on the other side, had
his right hand spidering around inside of Jimmy's left armpit, while Skyler's
left hand was dancing around as much of Jimmy's stomach as he possibly could;
not to mention the fact that the boy had his lips firmly clamped onto Jimmy's
other nipple as his nimble little tongue lapped at the stiff little protrusion.
Mason, meanwhile, was twirling the makeup brush around Jimmy's hairless balls
and stroking a thin feather up and down Jimmy's still engorged shaft.

Jimmy was out of control. Though thoroughly bound, he was all over the place.
Even though the boys had only begun, his mouth was wide open with raucous
laughter that bounced off the trees. Tears streamed from his eyes and ran down
his bright red cheeks. A thin stream of drool trickled out of the side of his
mouth. His head whipped back and forth. His hands clutched at air, open and
closed, in a rapid-fire fashion. His toes splayed out wildly and wiggled as much
as they possibly could. Deep inside, Jimmy wondered if it was possible to die
from being tickled, because he certainly felt like he was going to die from the
agony he was experiencing.

Without warning the boys on torture duty switched tactics. Tuong started sucking
Jimmy's left big toe but then started scratching at Jimmy's sole with the
hairbrush up and down as fast he could. Nolan borrowed Tuong's feather and began
running both of them back and forth between the toes on Jimmy's right foot. Add
in the fact that Jimmy's feet were slippery with sweat increasing their
ticklishness; Jimmy wished his feet would spontaneously go numb but no such
relief occurred. Bobby was leaning on Jimmy's moist chest to brace himself so he
could tickle both of Jimmy's armpits at the same time; Jimmy's response was the
same as before, unbelievably loud and hysterical laughter except it was going
right into Bobby's ear at this point. The boy didn't mind though, the tortured
laughter of his soon-to-be-former bully was music to his ringing ear.

Skyler had managed to pull apart the ropes around Jimmy's waist just enough to
expose the bully's belly button, upon which Skyler asked Mason for the electric
toothbrush, turned it on and began running it around the sides of Jimmy's belly
button and digging it deep inside. Jimmy was in hysterics and despite being
bound completely, his body shook uncontrollably as sweat streamed down his
chest wetting Bobby's shirt and soaking the ropes around his waist. Even Mason's
erotic techniques did little to change how Jimmy's body was feeling. The boy had
begun twirling the makeup brush around Jimmy's cockhead; the super-soft bristles
made Jimmy's cock throb tantalizingly. The feeling brought Jimmy so close to
cumming but the tickles all over the rest of his body brought him back from the
edge.

Though Jimmy would never admit to anyone, including his brothers, and even
though it drove him insane, Jimmy somewhat enjoyed being tickled. As a kid, he'd
always loved it when Matt and Craig would gang up on him and tickle him until he
begged for mercy or on some occasions even peed his pants. As he got older, he
hated the sensation all the more, but when the twins would grab him, strip him,
tie him down and tickle him within what seemed like an inch of his life, Jimmy's
cock never went soft the whole time. Essentially, Jimmy had a love-hate
relationship with being tickled, but at the moment, as the boys tortured him
endlessly, he was definitely hating it.

Of course, this was the boys' plan, to get Jimmy back for everything he had ever
done to them, and obviously they weren't going to go easy on him. And they
certainly weren't. They'd switched tactics again. Bobby and Skyler were now both
tickling Jimmy's armpits again, Bobby with his left hand in Jimmy's right pit
and Skyler with his right in Jimmy's left. Except this time, both boys were also
pinching and pulling rather roughly at Jimmy's nipples with their free hands.
Tuong and Nolan were now both using their hairbrushes on Jimmy's tenderized
soles, roughly scraping them up and down the bully's now very sensitive feet. In
addition, they were gripping Jimmy's big toes with all their might to prevent
him from moving his feet around. Mason had returned the makeup brush to Jimmy's
balls, slowly circling it around the hairless little lumps. In his other hand,
Mason was now wielding the electric toothbrush, having placed it's buzzing,
whirling end against the base of Jimmy's very sensitive cockhead.

The intense vibrating sensation on Jimmy's frenum seemed to trigger something
deep inside of him, and he started moaning in increasing volume and his cock
began twitching as his ball sac tightened up. Quickly, Malcolm leapt up from
where he was sitting, rushed over and pulled Mason back away from Jimmy. The
other tickling boys also stopped what they were doing and stepped back, watching
Jimmy's body spasming and convulsing, his fingers and toes flexing wildly and
his breath picking up in pace. After what seemed like an eternity, but was more
likely only about a minute or two, Jimmy's body calmed down and he went slack,
his entire body seeming to droop all at once. His head hung down, his chin
almost resting on his glistening chest. A thin stream of drool slowly trickled
down onto his chest. The other boys who had been sitting down slowly stood up,
wondering if maybe they had gone too far and had hurt Jimmy. Then they realized
who they were dealing with, and such thoughts quickly disappeared. Kyle walked
over to Jimmy and crouched down in front of him to look up at the bully's face;
Jimmy's eyes were closed but his mouth was moving. Kyle stood up and leaned in
to get his ear close to Jimmy's mouth.

"...hate you guys...kill...buncha...dead meat...hateyou..." Jimmy was a complete
shambles, unable to form a coherent sentence, barely able to lift his head.
"Why...why you...why you do..this..me..."

Kyle gently lifted Jimmy's head up and the bully opened his eyes.

"Well, why do you think?" Kyle let Jimmy's head drop again and joined the other
boys who quickly huddled around the backpack and began discussing the next part
of the plan. Jimmy slowly lifted his head and looked at the boys; his eyes took
a minute to focus. The boys stopped talking and looked up and over at Jimmy who
blankly stared back at them, before letting his head drop back down; the boys
went back to talking amongst themselves. The day was starting to wear on; even
though it was only mid-afternoon, the boys would need to return home soon, lest
their parents question their absences. It was time to move onto the next phase.
Eddie and Malcolm took the feathers and hairbrushes from Tuong and Nolan, while
Bobby and Skyler gave their feathers to Kyle and Napa who also took the makeup
brush, electric toothrbrush and feathers from Mason. Eric, meanwhile, reached
into the bag and pulled out a bottle of lube. He took off all his clothes then
started stroking his preteen cock to get it hard; his cock was small for a teen,
but big for a boy his age, short but thick. Once his preteen meat was nice and
stiff, he proceeded to cover it in a health helping of lubrication. Eric nodded
to the boys now holding the tools who took their places around Jimmy: Malcolm
and Eddie at Jimmy's left and right feet respectively, Kyle and Napa on the left
and right side of Jimmy's torso respectively. Eric casually strode over to
Jimmy, his bare feet pressing into the dirt and cracking small twigs as he
walked, with his very hard preteen cock pointing straight ahead, leading the
way.

Eric stood in front of Jimmy, whose head still rested on his chest. He reached
down and pulled Jimmy's ass up a bit more, exposing the bully's hole even more.
Jimmy mumbled something unintelligible but Eric just ignored it and started
slowly inserting his cock into Jimmy's tight teen hole. The bully had done it to
him enough times that Eric knew exactly what he was supposed to do.

Once Eric's cockhead had slipped inside of Jimmy, the bully's head snapped up.
He opened his mouth to start cursing at Eric, but the boy intercepted the bully
by shoving a sock that he had brought over with him into the bully's gaping
mouth. The preteen continued sliding into Jimmy's warm and inviting hole until
his hairless crotch was kissing the bully's hairless bum crack. Jimmy moaned
once but then started cursing at Eric, regardless of the fact that he had a
sweaty sock stuffed in his mouth. Eric patted Jimmy's cheek and the bully
scowled at Eric, trying desperately to pull himself off of the boy's cock but it
was no use, Eric was in there to the root. Eric patted Jimmy's cheek again and
stuck his tongue out at the bully, who promptly started growling at the preteen;
Eric simply ignored the empty threat and began thrusting in and out of Jimmy.
The bully's asshole was so warm and tight on Eric's boy cock that he knew he
would have to work hard to pace himself and not finish too quickly; Jimmy had
done the same to Eric enough times that the boy knew exactly what to do. All
Eric could think about at the moment was how good it felt sliding his preteen
cock in and out of the teenager who had so often done the same to him; it was
pleasurable because it was sweet, sweet revenge but also because it just felt so
damn good.

Eric began thrusting in a little harder, and Jimmy began moaning lightly, his
cock waving back and forth with each thrust; the bully's cock had, unbelievably,
not gone soft for even a second through the whole ordeal but such is the power
of a horny youth. Once the other boys had decided that Eric had developed a good
rhythm, they attacked. Jimmy screamed loudly even through the sweaty sock firmly
implanted in his mouth, which Eric quickly pulled out to let Jimmy's laughter
ring through the forest. Kyle and Napa had begun scraping both hands up and down
inside and around Jimmy's armpits, and up and down his sides as well. Malcolm
and Eddie were both running a feather between Jimmy's toes with one hand and
with the other, scrubbing the big, flat hairbrushes up and down Jimmy's
tenderized soles. Jimmy was experiencing agony and ecstasy; Eric's cock in his
ass was all ecstasy. Even though Jimmy enjoyed it when his brothers fucked him,
their cocks were so big it often took Jimmy too long to really start enjoying
himself. Eric's cock was just the right size, big for a boy his age, not too
small but just the right size. Deep in the dark hidden recesses of his mind,
Jimmy was thinking to himself that he could definitely get used to the feeling.
However, even beyond, in the farthest possible reaches of Jimmy's mind, another
though stream was very slowly bubbling to the surface, and Jimmy knew that if
the situation kept going, it would come screaming out of him, wild and out of
control. Jimmy prayed his torment would end because he wasn't ready for that
particular thought to come out just yet.

The agony of course, was derived from the tickle treatment the boys were once
again delivering. Perhaps Jimmy had somewhat enjoyed being tickled before, but
now he officially hated it.  His skin stung in various places from being abused
so much in such a short amount of time. The tender soles of his feet felt numb,
his armpits felt like they were on fire, his sides felt unbelievably itchy. The
whole thing was agony in its purest form. It had all very quickly become too
much for the bully to handle. Thoughts in his mind began to turn over and over,
in rapid-fire succession. Jimmy finally realized what the boys were doing to
him, and he finally realized what he had been putting them through. He knew if
he survived this ordeal he would have to change his ways. He never wanted to
experience this kind of torture ever again. And he knew the boys were fed up
with the ways he had tortured them and this was the only way they could get that
message through to him.

Tears began to form at the corners of the bully's eyes. Despite the continued
onslaught of tickle attacks, his laughter slowly died and quiet sobs began to
pour out of his mouth. The tickle boys slowly stopped what they were doing and
the boys sitting by the bag stood up and walked over. Eric was unsure of what to
do, so he stopped thrusting but didn't pull out just yet. The boys all stood
quietly as Jimmy went from quietly sobbing to full-on crying. The tears streamed
down his face and his nose began to run and all of a sudden the boys felt sorry
for him. Malcolm quickly ran to the bag, and phoned Todd and Craig; they would
know what to do. The boys were dumbfounded and were afraid and unsure of what to
do next so they joined Malcolm by the bag, leaving Eric still inside of Jimmy.

Eric was conflicted; he wanted so badly to continue to torture Jimmy but at the
same time, did not really want to hurt Jimmy. The boys weren't bullies; they
just wanted to stop being bullied. Eric's gentler nature quickly took over and
he began gently caressing Jimmy's hair, trying to calm the teen down; he even
leaned forward and kissed Jimmy on the forehead. That seemed to do the trick,
for some reason, as the bully hiccupped and his crying slowly turned back into
sobs. He lifted his head to look Eric in the eye; Jimmy's eyes were watery and
bloodshot, but Eric could swear he saw something different in them. Suddenly
Jimmy opened his mouth as if to speak, but his words were choked off by his
sobs. Eric gently caressed Jimmy's cheek and the teen spoke,

"I...I'm...I'm sorry..." Tears continued to slowly trickle down his cheeks as he
spoke again, "I'm so sorry..about all the..shit that I done to you guys...I
really am. What y'all were doin' right now...it felt awful and then I realized
it's like all the shit and stuff that I done to you guys and I...I'm just so
sorry about all of it. I wanna do stuff different now...I don't wanna be a bully
no more," Jimmy knew he was being sincere in his apology but did Eric? The boy
studied the bully's face for a moment, and looked into the teen's bleary eyes.

"I believe you Jimmy."

"Ya do?"

"Yeah, I do and I'm glad you finally learned your lesson. And I think maybe we
can let you out now," Eric smiled at Jimmy and gave him a gentle kiss on the
cheek. Jimmy gave the boy a small smile and mumbled something under his breath.
Eric leaned in and Jimmy whispered in his ear,

"Before y'all untie me, do ya think you can um...keep going on me?"

"Do you like it?" Eric whispered back. Jimmy nodded and his tear-stained cheeks
blushed a deep red. Eric grinned and started slowly thrusting his boy cock in
and out of Jimmy's ass. Quiet moans slipped out from between Jimmy's lips. The
other boys watched for a moment, pondering what to do. They had heard Jimmy's
apology, but they wondered if he was sincere. After briefly discussing it
amongst themselves, they decided to trust Eric's judgment because he was the
oldest, and therefore, the boys figured, the smartest. As the boys were talking,
Malcolm broke rank, and sat down in front of Jimmy's right foot, which he began
to gently massage. Jimmy moaned a little louder, so Malcolm decided to suck on
Jimmy's big toe while he rubbed Jimmy's foot. Emboldened by Malcolm's audacity,
Skyler went around to Jimmy's left side and began caressing the teen's chest and
gently sucking on his left nipple. Nolan went over and sat down at Jimmy's left
foot and began sucking on Jimmy's toes, taking each one in his little mouth, one
at a time; the boy figured that if Malcolm and Skyler could have some fun then
so could he.

While the other boys were passively taking in this new spectacle, Bobby was
getting rather aroused at the sight. He slipped his hand into his shorts and
into his underpants where he started to fondle his little boy cock. He then
walked over to Jimmy's free side and began sucking at the teen's nipple while
still groping himself. Skyler looked up momentarily and noticed what his friend
was doing, and began doing the same thing to himself.

Meanwhile, Eric was thoroughly enjoying the treatment he was giving Jimmy, and
the teen was enjoying it no less. Eric had picked up his rhythm and had also
started slowly stroking Jimmy's steel rod of a cock. Jimmy was once again in
ecstasy, the torturous feelings on his body were gone, replaced only with
feelings of sheer pleasure. He had never felt as good as he did at that moment;
possibly because of the unbearable agony that had preceded the pleasure or
possibly because his brothers were never as gentle as the boys were being. Jimmy
and Eric briefly looked at each other and smiled at one another. Then,
unexpectedly, Eric leaned forward and kissed Jimmy on the lips. The teen was
surprised but quickly reciprocated, opening his mouth allowing Eric to slip his
tongue inside the warm cavity. Their young tongues tangled and twisted around
each other as Eric continued thrusting in and out and stroking Jimmy's teenage
cock up and down. As he continued, Eric could feel a strange feeling inside of
him, something that he never though of before but all of a sudden realized what
it meant. Unsure of what it meant, but knowing that he had to say it out loud,
Eric broke off the kiss and whispered that thought in Jimmy's ear. A shocked
expression spread across the teen's face, but then he realized what it meant,
and knew he felt the same thing and tears started to form again in the corners
of his eyes. It was that strange feeling that Jimmy had had earlier, the one
buried deep inside his mind, only now it had burst to the surface and out his
lips and into Eric's ear.

The preteen looked at the teen, and the teen looked at the preteen. Their faces
were flushed red and their eyes seemed to sparkle. The passion between them took
over once again and they began furiously making out as Eric began thrusting in
and out of Jimmy as hard as he possibly could, while his hands roamed all over
Jimmy's glistening body. The pair moaned loudly into each others mouths, as
their tongues rolled and twisted around one another. Both the teen and the
preteen were starting to sweat, and the other boys who had been helping out on
Jimmy backed off, and sat down to watch the spectacle; a thirteen year old boy,
small for his age, furiously fucking his former bully who was tied securely to a
tree, the two of them embracing and locked in the fiercest of passions.

Suddenly, Eric felt a feeling churning inside of him that he knew quite well.
However this time it felt different, stronger, more potent as if he was about to
have more than just a dry orgasm. Jimmy too began to feel that very same
feeling, one of such incredible power that the resulting explosion was going to
occur while no hands were stroking his engorged member. And then it happened;
Eric threw his head back and began moaning loudly, a high-pitched boyish moan
that ricocheted off the trees; he could feel several small, rapid fire squirts
rocketing out of his boy cock and into Jimmy's warm insides. He was having his
first big boy orgasm; Eric was cumming for the very first time and it was all
thanks to Jimmy's incredible asshole. As the last dribble of his newfound cum
spat out of his cock, Eric's legs buckled and he fell backwards landing on his
back, heaving and panting, and finally everything went dark.

Once Eric had begun cumming, Jimmy had begun gasping and moaning and thrashing
about and growling and sweating and flexing his fingers and toes erratically
until finally his rock hard teen cock began to throb and quiver and then volley
after volley of white-hot cum began spewing out of it. Thick ropes splattered
themselves all the way up Jimmy's torso right up onto his cheek, where it began
to dribble down. His chest was coated in his jizz as were the ropes wrapped
around his waist. The teen was on top of the world, on Cloud 9, in Paradise, in
absolute utter and complete ecstasy until finally he passed out from the sheer
pleasure. As he slipped into the darkness, he knew this feeling was all thanks
to Eric and his amazing preteen cock.

When Eric woke up, he was still naked, lying on the ground. He sat up and the
only thing he saw was a bare tree in front of him. Kyle came over to help him up
and when he stood and turned, he saw Todd and Craig gently dressing the still
unconscious Jimmy, who was propped up with his back against a log. The other
boys were repacking the bag and putting everything back as it was. They talked
amongst themselves with barely suppressed giggles passing between them and
obvious joy in their voices; their nightmare was finally over.

Eric looked at Jimmy and felt a twinge in his heart. He wasn't sure what it
meant now; now that the passion had gone and it was replaced by...nothing. Eric
didn't know how he felt, but thoughts about those feelings turned over in his
head; he wondered if Jimmy felt the same way at that point. The preteen finished
dressing and went over to Jimmy, sitting close beside him as Craig went to
retrieve the bag from the boys. Todd, knelt beside his prone younger brother,
smiled at Eric, who looked at Jimmy then leaned forward and planted a gentle
kiss on the teen's lips. As the preteen stood up, Todd looked up at Eric and
winked at him, causing Eric to blush a deep red. Todd stood up as well, gently
picking up Jimmy in his arms, then positioning his little brother on his hip,
the teen's head resting on his shoulder, as if the muscular young man were
carrying a small, tired child.

The twins started to leave, and the boys followed, all save Eric, who stood
there for a moment, thinking, looking around, and surveying the area. Though no
evidence was left of The Payback, he could still see it as it occurred, could
still hear everything that was said and could still feel those final moments
that he shared with Jimmy. Eric took a final look around as Tuong ran back to
retrieve him, taking the preteen's hand and pulling him away from the site.

-Epilogue-

Eric sat on the couch, his bare feet up on the table, fiddling with his new cell
phone. The couch and table were in the same room that he had first visited more
a year ago. On the opposite couch, Todd and Craig sat cuddled up together, with
Craig leaning his head on Todd's broad shoulder and Todd's arm around his twin's
equally broad shoulders. Suddenly they heard someone coming down the stairs and
Eric leapt to his feet as Jimmy rounded the corner into the living room.

The former bully had changed a lot since The Payback, not the least of which was
his appearance. No longer did he have a fear-inducing buzz cut, but now his hair
was long, fluffy and floppy, his bangs resting just above his right eye. His
baggy clothes had been replaced by tight-fitting ones, though he still enjoyed
wearing the baggies when lounging around the house. Most interestingly, on
Jimmy's right wrist, he wore a bracelet with rainbow beads on it, a two month
anniversary gift from his boyfriend. Much to some people's surprise, Eric and
Jimmy passed that milestone successfully and were now nearing their fourth month
together.

Eric threw himself into Jimmy's arms and standing on his toes planted a kiss on
Jimmy's lips. The (now) fourteen year old hadn't grown much since the encounter
that had brought the boys closer, but Jimmy had gone through quite a growth
spurt before turning sixteen. His brothers figured that some day he'd as tall as
them, if not taller. Jimmy kissed Eric again then looked up at his twin
brothers.

"We're gonna head out now, we'll see y'all later." Jimmy took Eric by the hand
and they went to the front door to put their shoes on. Once ready to depart,
Eric waved to Todd and Craig, and the two boys left the house. Todd went over to
lock the door, but Craig joined him and they stood outside on the veranda,
watching the boys walk down the street, hand in hand, not caring what anyone
thought about them. The twins watched the boys disappear around the corner
before turning to look at each other. Todd and Craig smiled at each other then
went back inside the house.


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And thus ends my first full story. I hope you enjoyed it and I want to thank you
for sticking with me and being very patient with me. Sometimes, I get writer's
block pretty bad but I was determined to finish this story and I did! If you
want to comment on the story, or offer some friendly critiques or if you just
want to chat about something or anything, feel free to email me at
diddlediddle@live.ca

Thanks so much again for reading The Payback. Stay tuned for my next story
coming soon!

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