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"Zombies Ate My Dick"

By Paul S. Stevens

Chapter #8

"Zombies!" Will shrieked with mock alarm in his voice, waving his arms about, childishly acting scared. "Zombies! Zombies!"

"Watch out, they've got knives too!" Dean called out with an equally fictitious squeal.

"All of you! Get on the floor!" Scott demanded with a no nonsense tone in his voice. "Now!"

All four of them dropped to the floor, right where they stood, like dead weights, thumping together in a heap. It was almost funny how they complied so comically, as if we posed absolutely no threat to them whatsoever and they were just going along with it for the laughs.

As they randomly fell to the floor, they just happened to land in an almost perfect circle. We each gravitated toward our favored nemesis and stood over them like they had done to us. I positioned myself next to Garrison, Tommy went over and attached himself to Dean and of course, Scott allied himself with his brother, Brad.

"You there," Manny said, singling out Will Hanson. "Take off your shirt."

"All right," Will said, play-acting like he had just been threatened by a cartoon character. He elicited a giggle from his Crew as his bad acting skills mocked the proceedings. Then, he acted as if he were a two year old, fighting and struggling with his shirt, unable to free himself from its evil grasp. As he finally emerged from the battle, he tossed his shirt aside. His hair was all tussled and his face was filled with an imaginary panic. "Please, don't hurt us, Sir!"

"The pants too," Manny continued.

"All right, all right," Will scowled.

His patronizing behavior turned dark and ominous. He glared at Manny as he laid back and began to remove his pants. He aggressively kicked them off, displaying a great deal of immaturity on his part, tossing them aside, next to his shirt. Will was shamelessly exhibiting his bad manners and Manny was more than ready to give him a much needed attitude adjustment.

Will had not yet refused to comply with Manny's orders, but we all knew that his willingness to continue voluntarily past this point was nearing its end. So far, Will had stripped down to his underwear, but since all the rest of us were watching him so closely, he started to look a bit self-conscious.

Manny was about to get his `personal revenge on' with extreme prejudice, as they say on those police dramas on cable television.

"Now get on your hands and knees," Manny forcefully instructed.

Will was becoming pigheaded now as he started to notice that he was the only one in the group being ordered around. Nevertheless, he complied this one last time. Once Will was on all fours, Manny knelt down directly behind him and quickly grabbed the waistband of his underwear. With one quick movement, he pulled Will's dingy gray briefs down to the floor, revealing Will's naked body for all to see.

"Hey, you little shit," Will strongly protested.

"Quiet!" Manny threatened as he placed his dagger at the back of Will's neck, pressing it against his skin, just hard enough for Will to feel the reality of it's cold, hard steel poking into him, causing chills to run down his cruel spine.

Manny's theory was right. Since Will was not expecting to get stripped naked in front of everyone like he just had, he felt violated and humiliated and the proof was readily evident in his poignant facial expression. Manny had successfully gotten his first revenge wish fulfilled and without hesitation, so he moved on to his second wish.

Manny took a deep breath as he bravely withdrew the dagger from Will's neck and rose to his feet to deliver phase two of his revenge wish.

"Sit on your heels," Manny snapped, using the most commanding voice he could muster.

Manny spoke with such authority that it caused Will to spring to attention the way his R.O.T.C. training had been drilled into him. His back went straight, and his eyes faced forward. His cock hung in a semi-erect state of uncertainty, and his balls drooped down an inch from the floor. His underwear was still bunched-up around his ankles, caught between his heels and his rounded bubble butt. His embarrassment began to spiral out of control as he became aware that he was personally being put on display and was being made the center of attention. For the first time, Will felt the awkward sensation of what it was like to be controlled against his will, and by someone younger than himself no less. His mind was having difficulty dealing with the fact that the roles had been reversed.

His facial expression changed from one of anger, to one of hesitation. Will started putting the pieces together as he experienced a form of déjà vu. He started realizing that this was exactly what he had done to Manny back on their last encounter. Will was also beginning to realize that he didn't like this humiliation and started to understand the extent of how inappropriate he had been to his Junior Brother. Suddenly, Will remembered exactly what inappropriate thing he had done next to Manny on that infamous Zombie night and therefore, had a pretty good idea what Manny was about to do next.

While Will's brain was processing all these realizations, Manny was standing behind him, getting ready for his revenge wish number two. The success of Manny's first wish pumped him up with confidence so high that it put him in a state of reverie. Any inhibitions he may have had before he began had all been blown away. Stripping naked himself was just a formality now and as he started to strip down, Manny showed no signs of modesty or self-consciousness, as if he and Will were the only ones in the room. He easily shed his shredded Zombie shirt first, followed by his t-shirt that he was wearing underneath that. He dropped them both on top of the growing pile of clothes in the center of the room and continued to strip without pause. His pants came off next, ignoring his shoes. His underwear came off last as Manny displayed his fully hardened erection for all to see. Once Manny was bare naked himself, he walked around to Will's front side, and without hesitation, fulfilled his second revenge wish by feeding Will his rock hard cock.

"Suck!" was all Manny had to say.

To our amazement, Will dropped open his mouth, stuck out his tongue and accepted Manny's rigid cock into his mouth, sucking him without any reservations whatsoever.

Will had finally understood the impact of what he had done to his Junior Brother and accepted Manny's punishment as payment for the anguish he had caused him. Manny had gotten the satisfaction he was seeking from Will and got his top two revenge wishes granted. They had now earned each other's respect, bridging the gap that existed between them. The animosity and contempt that Will was holding against his Junior Brothers had now faded into resigned understanding. They each looked more comfortable with each other now, both as individuals, as well as brothers.

I didn't know if anyone else was keeping track, but the score was; two revenge wishes down, and six more to go.

While Manny was blissfully getting his second wish fulfilled, Tommy boldly took his turn next.

Instead of ordering Dean to strip, Tommy decided to take a more seductive approach and undressed Dean himself, lulling him into a false sense of security. He started with Dean's pants. He sat on the floor behind Dean and reached around to bewitchingly unbutton his waistband and fly. Tommy seemed to be enjoying the act of stripping Dean down as he began to yank his tight pants down, over his hips. Dean assisted Tommy and raised his butt up off the floor in order to more easily slip his pants the rest of the way off his body. Tommy then tossed Dean's pants indiscriminately on top of the pile and then continued by slipping Dean's shirt off over his head. Once he did that, he removed his own Zombie shirt and undershirt, giving them a toss to the pile. As Dean continued to sit on the floor, Tommy then removed Dean's underwear, then stood up and shed the rest of his own clothes, growing more anxious and impatient as he went. Dean's balls were the source of Tommy's obsession and he couldn't wait to press his blade into those soft, sensitive spheres, putting a proper scare into Dean's wicked heart. Tommy had been silently guiding Dean along, building a kind of unspoken tension between them. Tommy was now ready to get his `personal revenge on' with extreme prejudice, just like Manny had done to his Zombie Brother, Will.

"On all fours if you please," Tommy courteously requested.

Once Dean had knelt down on all fours, Tommy got flat on his back between Dean's legs. He then slid his body directly underneath Dean's towering frame until they were looking at each other, eye to eye. Dean finally smiled at Tommy, thinking that he had escaped the humiliation that Will had been put through. That's when Dean got his surprise.

As they looked each other in the eye, Tommy furtively placed his dagger under Dean's balls and pressed the tip of his blade into Dean's fleshy sack. Dean sharply drew in a deep breath as the reality of Tommy's knife registered extreme alarm in Dean's overall demeanor. His entire body went rigid and stiff, afraid to even move a muscle in fear of accidentally impaling himself.

It turned out that, losing a testicle was one of Dean's deepest fears. He treasured his own balls above all else, and just the mere thought of such a loss, struck terror in his heart, causing him to experience a panic attack. As Dean continued to kneel above Tommy, frozen in place, he experienced a flashback and remembered himself holding someone else's balls in his hands as he threatened to cut them off. But that was different. Dean had no intention of committing such an act, but then realized that his victim didn't know that at the time.

Reversely, Dean didn't know how serious Tommy was gong to be, now that his own balls were being held in someone else's hands. But then, he further realized, it wasn't Tommy's balls he was holding, it was Scott's. Nonetheless, it didn't matter, Dean's thoughts turned to the document everyone signed that said `no one was supposed to get hurt'. Just as Dean took stock in that idea, his fears began to fade and he started to relax, knowing no harm would come to him.

Tommy felt Dean's posture soften up and knew he'd better double his efforts. He gruffly grabbed Dean's balls together with his free hand and pulled them taut. Then he dramatically held them there for a second as he gave them a firm squeeze. He then brought his knife even closer to Dean's balls and put some additional pressure in just the right place, putting the fear of god into him. Dean tensed back up and began to sweat. Dean's conflicting emotions made his cock unintentionally swell up into a full erection, contemplating the possible loss of one of his favorite body parts.

"Look what I've got here," Tommy exclaimed with glee. "Would you like to see what your balls look like, up close and personal?"

"Oh god, please, no!" Dean said, shaking in distress.

"Okay," Tommy cheerfully answered.

Tommy's sudden shift in attitude totally threw Dean's emotions into chaos. "Just suck me then!"

Tommy released Dean's balls and withdrew his knife, tossing it aside. It wasn't until now that Dean fully realized the seriousness of what he had done to his Junior Brothers. This entire revenge idea started to make perfect sense to Dean now and he was willing to pay his debt to Tommy by accepting his sentence without question. Tommy then reached up and put both hands on Dean's shoulders and pushed him down toward his mid-section. As Dean slid down over Tommy's inflated pole, he happily inhaled his waiting boner and proceeded to suck Tommy's cock without any objections.

Soon, Dean had Tommy moaning in pleasure and there were now two Junior Brothers writhing in ecstasy. Will was servicing Manny while Dean was servicing Tommy.

Manny and Tommy had both taught their Senior Brothers a lesson in humility, which brought them closer together, not just as friends, but also as brothers and partners.

The count was now; four revenge wishes down, with four to go.

I took the opportunity to go next.

"Garrison," I said as I addressed my Senior Brother. "Would you undress me?"

"Um... sure," he said as he rose to his feet. "You're Glenn, right?"

"Yeah, that's right," I answered.

"All my friends call me Gary," Garrison said. "Unbutton your shirt and turn around."

"Gary," I acknowledged as I unbuttoned my Zombie shirt and turned away from him. "That's nice. I like that. Does that mean that we're friends?"

"Oh, definitely," Gary stated.

He then lifted my Zombie shirt off my shoulders and elegantly lowered it down my arms like a high society butler.

"Now unbutton your pajamas," Gary instructed next.

I did as Gary asked and he then lowered my pajama tops off my shoulders in the same way and then turned me back around to face him. I was half naked now, bare from the waist up. The sounds of Manny and Tommy, erotically moaning in ecstasy behind me as they enjoyed their revenge wishes with their Senior Brothers, was getting me totally turned on. That, along with Gary, who was standing in front of me, seductively undressing me, made my cock plump up to full mast.

When I put my pajamas on earlier, I had taken off my underwear at that time, so I knew I was seconds away from being totally naked. My pajama bottoms only had a weak elastic waistband holding them up and they were the only thing standing between me and total nakedness. Knowing that caused a surge of adrenaline to flood my body. I suddenly got excited as Gary reached for my pajama bottoms to pull them down. When he saw what was underneath, he immediately made a comment.

"I was right," Gary gasped. "You have done some maturing since the `Night of the Zombies'! Your balls are bigger and your dick has done some growing too!"

"It's not a dick anymore, it's a genuine cock!" I corrected.

"Is that so?" Gary said as he reached down and fondled my entire package, using both hands to inspect every inch of my manhood, uttering sounds of approval and making some encouraging gestures.

"You're right, my mistake!" Gary apologized. "Sorry about that."

"I'm going to undress you now. Is that okay?" I asked.

"Sure," he said, freely giving me his permission.

In my extreme horny state, I went straight for Gary's pants first, not wanting to waste a single moment.

I leaned in, close to his ear as I unbuckled his belt and said, "I can't wait to see that huge cock of yours again!"

As I looked up, into Gary's eyes, I watched his entire face turn red. I couldn't believe that my little compliment had embarrassed him so deeply. I was beginning to see that my original impressions of Garrison the Zombie was nothing like Gary, my Senior Brother, partner and friend that was standing in front of me, about to become exposed and vulnerable.

I unsnapped his pants, turned down his zipper and revealed his maroon colored, skin tight designer briefs that were hidden underneath. I slowly lowered his pants to the floor, taking in as much of the view as I could, admiring the amazing sight, up close. You'd never know that Gary was concealing such a buried treasure. His choice of briefs accentuated his perfectly toned body, making me notice all the right things in all the right places. His semi-hard cock was tucked over his balls, making the small patch of fabric that was covering his magnificent organ, bulge up in just the right way.

I felt my own cock swell up beyond normal as I scrutinized every detail. The outline of his cockhead was so vivid that it caused me to flashback to the time I first laid eyes on it. My mouth got dry, my eyes watered and my tongue protruded out my mouth. I suddenly felt like a total satyromaniac. As Gary lifted each foot off the floor for me to remove his pants the rest of the way, I looked up to discover that Gary wasn't wearing briefs after all. He was wearing a thong. The single strap that ran from the bottom of his ball sack to the backside of his waistband disappeared into Gary's ass crack, showing off his incredibly smooth and sexy derrière.

To keep from looking like a total horn-dog, I resisted going straight for Gary's thong and removed his shirt instead, tossing everything onto the pile along with everybody else's clothes. Gary was about the sexiest looking thing I'd ever seen as he stood there, wearing nothing but that revealing piece of attire.

I became mesmerized as I beheld his image. He stood about three inches taller than me, which gave him his formidable stature. His skin was evenly tanned from head to toe, giving him a radiant appearance. Without looking like some kind of bodybuilder, he displayed an impressive muscular frame. His shoulders were broad and masculine and his fully developed pecs accentuated his rousing pink buds that sported the tastiest looking erect nipples. Right below that, his amorous six-pack rippled like a proverbial washboard. His narrow waist and flat belly funneled down into a deep `V' that drew my eyes to that sensuous, mouth watering main event that lay waiting for me between his luscious loins.

I burned an image of his likeness into my mind as I lusted for his body. I was ready to begin my revenge wish when I realized that I truly didn't have cause for revenge anymore. Unlike the others who each had their reason to seek retribution, Garrison didn't have that effect on me. Other than almost choking me with his monster cock, I had no other major complaints. I had never sucked a cock before that night and even so, I discovered I liked it, especially Garrison's Zombie cock, and what Garrison had, was definitely a Zombie cock! I could hardly wait to get at it.

As my heart raced, things all around me began to escalate. Manny was getting close to busting his nut and Tommy was nearing his climax as well. I looked over at Scott and Brad and discovered that, somewhere along the line they had gotten horny watching the rest of us `get our revenge on' and stripped out. I don't know how long they had been stroking each other, but they were quite content playing with each other's cocks while the rest of us fulfilled our revenge fantasies. There was no reason for me to be holding back anymore, so I put my fingers under the waistband of Gary's thong and eliminated the last remaining piece of clothing being worn in the room, rendering Gary respectably naked like all the rest of us.

"Well," Gary surmised. "If I understand what this revenge thing is all about, I guess I'm supposed to suck you now so you can get back at us for the way we made you guys suck us. Is that about right?"

"Um... Well... Um..." I stammered.

"I'll take that as a `yes'!" Gary smiled.

With that, Gary sat Indian style on the floor. He crossed his legs and then held out his arms. I didn't quite understand what it was he wanted, but I moved closer to him. He took my hand and pulled me across his legs, face up. I kind of awkwardly fell into place, still not understanding what he was planning to do. He put one arm under my shoulders and the other arm under both of my legs and held me like a baby, sprawled out across his lap. Then, he lifted me up off his legs and leaned down into my crotch. I was caught off guard. He totally consumed every inch of my cock and balls as he held me in his strong trusting arms, making my entire package disappear from sight. I almost passed out from the overwhelming sensation that Gary elicited in those very first few moments of his scintillating blowjob. Now I knew where Brad had learned his amazing Zombie Blowjob techniques from.

The exquisite sounds of hot, escalating boy sex permeated Brad's bedroom as moans of ecstasy and fits of erotic passion abounded. Brad and Scott were intently watching the rest of us as they got off knowing that we were having such an amazing time. All the Junior Brothers were now heading towards their climactic conclusions as each one of us was getting our Zombie revenge wishes granted. All of us that is, except for Scott, who was quite content watching his friends get theirs.

I momentarily feared that our increasing noise level was going to wake Mr. and Mrs. Dover, alerting them to our surreptitious activity, especially since Brad's bedroom was closer to his parent's room than Scott's bedroom was. Then I realized that the storm, that had briefly stopped to allow our Senior Brothers to slip through the turbulence and join us, had returned with even stronger gale-force winds and rain. For the moment, the noise from the storm was more than adequate to cover our growing ovations. I couldn't logically explain it, but the stronger the storm got, the hornier I got, and by the look of everyone around me, I wasn't the only one.

Being the recipient of Gary's superior Zombie skills was like being under the control of a master magician. He was able to cast a spell over me that charmed the sperm right out of my balls. I lost control of myself as I succumbed to Gary's considerable power and dropped my head back in total submission. I fell into a trance, getting pulled deeper into Gary's grip until everything in the room faded away and we became the only two beings in the universe.

I started to feel my first orgasm of the night approach, and I could tell it was going to be stellar. It wasn't long before I got pulled back to earth from the sounds of Manny, completing his second revenge wish.

"I'm gonna cum now!" Manny announced as he pulled his cock out of Will's mouth.

Manny started to reach for his cock to finish himself off when Will pushed Manny's hand away to finish his Junior Brother off properly. Will then clutched Manny's cock and stroked him, just inches away from his open mouth. In seconds, Manny stifled a climactic scream and blasted Will's face with a `cum drenching' that had been brewing inside Manny's balls since the infamous `Night of the Zombies'. Revenge was sweet, but gaining a Senior Brother, a new friend and future sex partner all in one night was definitely sweeter.

There's something about watching someone else cum that starts a domino effect, and sure enough, a few seconds later, Tommy completed his second revenge wish.

"Oh god! Here I cum!" Tommy declared as he pulled his cock out of Dean's mouth the same way Manny had done with Will.

"Oh, no you don't," Dean mumbled under his breath.

Dean immediately grabbed Tommy's ass and pulled his body back to him as he drew Tommy's cock back into his mouth. Then Dean unleashed his special `Zombie Blowjob' training and started to drive Tommy to the brink of insanity, making Tommy linger on the edge of explosion, yet denying him his release. Tommy was so close to busting his nut that his legs started to buckle and his breathing became erratic. Dean continued to hold Tommy's ass firmly, keeping his body locked in place to prevent Tommy from collapsing to the floor as he squealed and squirmed in total ecstasy. Dean held Tommy there, on the edge of cuming for so long that I thought Tommy was going to pass out. The longer Dean denied Tommy his orgasm, the higher Tommy's squeal rose until it got so high, it soared out of audible range. Once Dean recognized Tommy's limit, he released his hold on his cock and allowed Tommy to have his explosive climax. Tommy's hot revenge sauce coated Dean's throat with a force equal to the raging storm outside. Once Tommy was drained of all his vital boyhood essence, Dean let go of Tommy's ass and Tommy instantly fell to his knees where he and Dean conveniently fell into each other's arms, hugging in contentment.

Watching my best friend's cock get figuratively eaten by a `Zombie Blowjob' was so hot that it pushed me even closer to the edge of cuming myself. I thought I was going to blow my wad next, but I got the same `Zombie Blowjob' finale from Gary as Tommy had gotten from Dean, except, mine was being administered by the master himself.

I felt my climactic juices fill my tubes and vesicles, giving me that feeling that there was no turning back. I also felt those same juices lock and load into my firing chamber deep within my bowels, poised and ready at the edge of a hair trigger. My orgasm began to climb into the heavens, reminding me of the night when Brad's amazing `Zombie Blowjob' blew my mind. As Gary played with my orgasm, dangling me over the precipice of eternal bliss, I noticed that Gary's delightful torture was making me so hot that I started unintentionally uttering guttural sounds. They were so sensual that they pushed Scott and Brad over the edge as they observed the spectacle of continuous orgasms from Manny, to Tommy and now me.

I watched Scott and Brad shoot their loads so high in the air that it perfectly demonstrated what a great job our Senior Brothers had been doing as they aroused each one of us to orgasm. Now that I was the last Junior Brother to finish our revenge game, Gary slipped into his special finale mode. I was so totally lost under Gary's control that I willingly gave myself over to him. He wrapped his tongue around my cock in such a way that it suspended my orgasm in place like a magical balancing act, stimulating me just enough to prevent my orgasm from slipping backwards into remission, but not so much to pass the point of no return. I started to lose control of my voluntary muscles.

First, tears started flowing down my cheeks and I began to drool like a baby. Then my legs and arms went limp, followed by an uncontrollable shaking. The muscles under my balls began to quiver as my sperms came to a boil, threatening to erupt under explosive pressure. My brain was being doused with an arousing cocktail of chemicals that were so intense that I didn't think it was humanly possible to experience it without going mad. I felt so vividly high and wickedly aroused that I actually thought I might die a blissful death from it.

Then, my breathing slowed and my shaking stopped. I felt my body shutting down as my orgasmic floodgates remained abnormally closed. Gary went into a panic, sensing my critical condition. He immediately released his orgasmic hold on me, finally allowing me to cum. Gary momentarily thought it was too late until I jerked forward, cheating death by mere seconds as I released the most amazing sexual orgasm a human male boy can have without forfeiting his life. My molten hot cum cream accelerated into Gary's mouth so forcefully, it plastered the back of his throat and then ricocheted out the sides of his mouth before he even had a chance to swallow any of it.

It took an extra long time for me to return to normal as I came down from the epic euphoria that Gary had sent me on. Everyone got a little subdued as we all took a break before moving on to the next activity on our marathon `Zombie Orgy List'. I personally was amazed at how well our revenge game had worked out for all of us. All the animosity, hostility and resentment that existed between the Junior and Senior Brothers had now melted away. We were now ready to become the slaves of our Senior Brothers and we even got excited to do so. But, now that we were quiet and still, the sounds of the storm pounding away outside threatened to put a damper on our celebration. Fortunately, we all found comfort in each other's arms. We each found enough strength there to overlook the havoc outside and move forward with our party.

Okay everyone," Brad said to the group, "let's all go into Scott's room before we go any further."

"Yeah," Scott added. "We've all got our sleeping bags ready in there and we can all talk a little more freely as we move further away from our parent's room."

Scott got up first. He led everyone out of Brad's room, into the bathroom and then into Scott's room. I was last, taking up the rear and closing both bathroom doors behind me. We continued to stay paired together with our Senior Brother of choice and sat together with them, two per sleeping bag.

"So, if I understand what's going on now, your revenge game is over and it's our turn to make slaves out of you guys," Gary said, speaking for his Zombie Crew. "Is that right?"

We all nodded our heads `yes' and smiled. I personally felt a rush of excitement at the prospect of doing Gary's bidding.

A few seconds later, we saw a bright flash come from the window and the lights went out everywhere, plunging us into total darkness. A few seconds after that, the lights flickered back on, only to be followed by a huge thunderclap that rattled the entire house, making the lights go out a second time. We all knew that when the power went out that second time, it was going to be out for a long time. It was going to take some time for our eyes to adjust to the darkness, so we all stayed right where we were until they did. The unexpected power outage had temporarily rattled my nerves and I wrapped my arms around Gary for comfort. Even though I felt Gary's body shaking slightly, I think we helped calm each other down. Gary then wrapped his arm around me and I instantly felt protected. We started to be able to see each other as our eyes began to adjust to the dark. Tommy saw Gary and I wrapped in what may have looked to him like, a tender embrace in the dark and I saw what looked like anger and jealousy flash across his face. For the first time, I felt like I had betrayed my best friend and lover. I felt like I wanted to die.

End of chapter #8

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