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Title: Chapter 8: And Now We're All Friends (SciFi, Mb, bb)

Date of Latest Update to This Story: 3/28/2017

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This story is broken up into chapters. As such, the order you
should consider reading it is:

Chapter 1 
Memory Interlude 1 
Chapter 2 
Chapter 3 
Chapter 4 
Memory Interlude 2 
Chapter 5 
Chapter 6 
Chapter 7 
Concerning the Privileged Life of Cameron Seymour Riley III 
Memory Interlude 3 
Chapter 8 
Epilogue

Without further adieu...

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

Da'Marcus Brown was pleased. The center for the high school
offensive line, he decided the blocking scheme at the line of
scrimmage just as he decided which exercises they would all do in
the weight room or which fast food place they'd hit up after
practice. He was king. It was good to be king. Fuck the
quarterbacks and receivers and linebackers and all those bitches.
The line was where the game was won and the line was his and his
alone.

It hadn't taken long for his guards, Ryan Henderson and Ja'mell
Togo, and his tackles, Billy (Brick) Galston and Jose (Hammer)
Rodriguez, to find him in the chaos. And like a well-oiled unit,
his four brothers fell in line behind him, their leader, and the
five of them swept through the school like a tornado. All
seniors, each one of them was over 6'2'', none weighed less that
250lbs, and the smallest cock in the bunch was Ryan's 7.5-inch
tool. They were a force to be reckoned with. This time, though,
they were not working together to protect the quarterback or make
a hole for the running back. No, they were out to fuck.

And fuck they did: at Emerson Elementary. Da'Marcus wanted to
make sure his boys were treated right and he knew that the
tightest ass would be the little ones over in the elementary
school. In fact, the thought occurred to him when Brick showed
up. You see, Brick had a seven-year-old brother, Carl, who loved
when the team would come over for dinner or to hang out. Every
time they did, little Carl would make it a point to climb up into
Da'Marcus's lap and demand that they watch cartoons. Now,
Da'Marcus had a steady girlfriend and he wasn't interested in
men, let alone seven-year-old boys, but every time that little
minx would settle on his lap, Da'Marcus would pop wood.

Call it the "king of the jungle" syndrome. Call it his inner
beast. Hell, call Da'Marcus a raging pedo. All he knew was that
his goal at this moment was to lead his brothers onward toward
victory: victory being the best possible fucks available. Without
explaining where they were going, Da'Marcus led the four massive
football players through the school as boys scattered in their
wake; fearful that they would be the next prey to the behemoths.
As the seconds crept by and the elementary school loomed in the
distance (the football players having walked with supreme
confidence out the front door of their high school), each began
to realize where their leader was taking them, though none
noticed their cocks become a little bit harder nor their pre-cum
begin to flow a little more freely.

Moments later, the five horny teens threw open the door to the
elementary school and walked in as if they owned the place. In
fact, considering there was no one nearby who could (or would)
challenge them, they pretty much did own the place. As the five
massive studs surveyed the scene, several pairs of eyes looked up
from their own activity and, realizing what had just entered the
school, gazed upon the football players as if they were the
apocalypse themselves. The hallway was silent and all activity
ceased. Then all hell broke loose. Boys young and not so young
exploded in all directions, hoping that they could avoid the
terrible gaze of the new and very real threat. Da'Marcus, having
not given the order to the other to pursue, simply watched as the
youngsters ran. Within a few heartbeats, the hallway was
deserted.

Da'Marcus moved forward casually, peeking into rooms, until he
found what he was looking for. The teachers lounge. Opening the
door and glancing inside, he smiled. The room was deserted,
interestingly enough, but was filled with comfortable looking
chairs and a massive couch. Turning towards his men, he gave a
few hand signals, the same signals he'd use in a game, and
instructed his team to meet in the teachers lounge once they were
ready. With one slap to his thigh, Ryan, Ja'mell, Jose, and Billy
took off in multiple directions, hunting their prey.

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

Dominic Bowen found the whole thing a bit humorous. His instincts
kept screaming that he should be making someone his bitch. He
was, after all, the most popular sixth grader in Mr. Quian's
class and was always looked to as a leader and a top dog.
Unfortunately for the eleven-year-old, at 3'9'' and 54lbs, he was
considerably smaller than most of his classmates and looked much
more like an eight-year-old than a boy in middle school. That
meant that, while he was on top of the social latter normally, he
was the easiest of prey currently.

He had been fucked up the ass and forced to give blowjobs several
times by his classmates after they had regained consciousness
some time ago. After one would finish, but before Dominic could
get up to hunt his own prey, another boy would inevitably
dominate him and use him for sexual release. Then, a bunch of
eighth-graders had entered the room and had taken him in a
variety of ways, again giving him no opportunity to be the alpha
and every opportunity to be the bitch. Just when he thought those
boys were finished, several high school boys filtered into the
room and, if Dominic's eyes were to be believed, seemed to queue
up in preparation to take him.

Now, with a boy of maybe sixteen plowing his tiny butthole and
jerking him off at the same time, Dominic couldn't help but
chuckle a bit to himself (around the moans of pleasure emanating
from him of course) at the irony of his situation. When the anal
stimulation and the older boy's deft hand pushed him into climax,
however, a stray thought passed through Dominic's mind: maybe
it's better to be a total cock slut because at least the boys
come to me. When the teen finally pulled out and another boy of
thirteen or so approach, Dominic reached behind himself and
spread his asscheeks, inviting the next boy to plunder his hole.
Feeling this new cock slide home, Dominic sighed in contentment.
Yes, he thought to himself, being the bitch certainly has its
advantages.

.........

Jose was the first to arrive back at the teacher's lounge as his
boy had been hiding in the bathroom just down the hall. The kid,
a slightly chubby nine-year-old fourth grader with soft
lightly-tanned skin, shaggy brown hair, and hazel eyes, had
actually tried to fight Jose off when the massive teen had
approached him. Now, carrying the still boy in a standard
"fireman's carry," Jose reveled in the skin on skin contact with
his little cherub, enjoying the feel of the boy's little pecker
digging into his lower neck and turning his head several times to
lick up the river of pre-cum that was running down his shoulder.
He certainly wasn't going to get started until his teammates
arrived and Da'Marcus gave the go-ahead, though, so he contented
himself to wait next to a comfortable looking chair. Still,
unable to resist, Jose's big meaty hand crept up to the boy's
smooth backside and began to stroke the boy's soft bottom while
his eight-inch erection bobbed obscenely in front of him with
anticipation of what was to come.

Billy showed up a few moments later, his hands on the shoulder
and head of an eight year old as he escorted the boy towards the
couch. The boy, one of the older second graders, had short curly
black hair and a pug nose. He was cute, Jose thought to himself,
though the poor boy walked as if he was approaching his own
execution. Still, when Billy sat down and released the boy, the
eight-year-old didn't run. He knew it was pointless. A heartbeat
later, Billy swooped the kid of his feet and settled the boy onto
his lap, his own eight and a half inches of hard boyfucker
sticking up between the boy's open legs and settling right
against the boy's own hard two and a half inches.

Ja'mell came in next with his boy. Unsurprised, Jose and Billy
rolled their eyes at his selection. The kid was a nine-year-old
third grader whose parents were first generation Chinese
immigrants. Ja'mell, every one of his girlfriends of Asian decent
and proud to tell anyone that would listen that Asian girls were
the best fucks, certainly had a type; whether it was a seventeen
year old Korean girl or a nine-year-old Chinese boy. The kid kept
his eyes moving, quite obviously looking for an escape route.
Seeing Jose's solution, Ja'mell scooped the kid up and rested the
boy on his shoulders as he contented himself to wait for the
other two linemen.

A minute later, Ryan came in and everyone raised an eyebrow at
his choice. Carrying the boy like a bride, Ryan smiled proudly
down at his prey. They boy, a thirteen-year-old redhead who had
been fucking a kid half his age in the gym moments earlier,
looked outraged. Apparently, he wasn't the only one who saw the
elementary school as an opportunity to get some tight ass. Ryan
was very pleased because the boy, his face and body awash with
freckles and his very pale skin smooth as silk, was the most
beautiful sight he'd ever seen. Sure, he'd passed up quite a few
younger kids while hunting but, when he saw this boy, he knew
he'd found perfection.

Da'Marcus made his entrance moments later to the absolute shock
of his teammates. As he sauntered in, a huge smile on his face,
all eyes were drawn to the little seven-year-old at his side.
Carl Galston, Billy's little brother. Ryan and Ja'mell gasped
slightly while Billy groaned. Jose, his eyes wide, whipped his
head towards Billy thinking that Billy was groaning in protest.
Instead, he watched as his teammate licked his lips and leered at
the couple. Da'Marcus, holding little Carl's hand, escorted the
boy over the gathered players and promptly pulled the boy onto
his lap, sitting right next to Billy as if to make it clear to
the other teen that he, Da'Marcus, was in charge. Billy, it
seemed, had no problem with that as he started to pant, lust
obvious on his face. Da'Marcus, deciding he had won, spun Carl
around so the boy was facing him and promply shoved his tongue
into the boy's mouth. Moments later, the four other football
players began to molest their captives.

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

Nine-year-old Terrance Mead raced into the cafeteria at full
speed, the horny Gavin Walters following close behind and gaining
with each new stride. Terrance jumped over one of the upturned
tables, slid around a couple of trashcans, and raced through the
double door into the kitchen, Gavin following only a second or so
behind. Terrance was breathing hard from the chase, excitement
and adrenaline pushing him to his physical limits while
fourteen-year-old Gavin was moaning in lust, desperate to catch
the little fox and make him submit. The boys knew each other well
- Terrance was best friends with Gabriel (Gavin's nine-year-old
brother ) and the two often interacted when Terrance went over to
the Walter's house. That Gavin was the one chasing him made
Terrance, who didn't particularly like the older boy, incredibly
aroused and his little boycock oozed a bit more pre-cum at the
thought of what was to come.

Slipping into the huge pantry just ahead of Gavin, Terrance
quickly turned left and hugged the wall. When Gavin came plowing
through the doors at full speed, his momentum kept him moving
forward, deeper into the pantry's brightly lit and spacious
dead-end. Coming to a stop, Gavin, no longer sure where his prey
had gone and realizing that he was facing a wall with two large
shelves on either side of him, slowly turned around. Smiling
triumphantly, Terrance, Gavin's younger brother Gabriel, and five
other boys in his brother's fourth grade class stood at the
entrance to the corridor, blocking his exit and with predatory
smiles plastered on their faces. Gavin knew he was in trouble.

Though he tried to escape and was bigger than each of the kids
individually, the seven boys overwhelmed Gavin and they quickly
forced him on all fours. Though they held on to him tightly and
used their shifting weight to keep him off balance, Gavin
continued to struggle. Then, out of nowhere, a tongue slipped up
his asshole and a hot mouth wrapped around his stiff cock.
Moaning at the sudden rush of pleasure, the fight left Gavin
immediately. The boys, sensing their prey's defeat, proceeded to
use him as they wished.

Terrance grasped Gavin's head and pushed his little peter into
the teen's warm and welcoming mouth. Gavin, capitulating to the
pleasure from his pelvic region, made no protest and began to
actively lick and suckle his little brother's best friend; the
hairless member very different from the much older cocks he had
sucked earlier. Gabriel, who had been tonguing his older
brother's ass, withdrew his tongue and, sitting up, shoved his
member as deep as he could into his brother, gasping as his
brother's hot hole encased his little stiffy while his brother
grunted at the sudden invasion. Two boys grabbed Gavin's hands
and directed them to their own aching tools. Gavin, understanding
what they wanted, began to jerk off the pre-teen boycocks. All
the while, the remaining two boys, standing off to the side, were
busy masturbating each other furiously as they watched their
classmates dominate the older boy. Soon, all eight boys were
climaxing powerfully, Gavin into the throat of the boy sucking
him (who was busy beating off himself), Gabriel into Gavin's ass,
Terrance down Gavin's throat, the two boys all over Gavin's hands
as he wanked them enthusiastically, and the two observers into
each other's deft hands.

As the eight climaxes began to retreat, Gavin, thinking it might
be a good idea to make an exit and seek easier prey, began to
rise. Suddenly, the seven boys piled onto him and forced him back
down. Before Gavin could react, they rapidly switched positions,
a new boy sucking his cock while another shoved his member into
Gavin's mouth and a third tongued his hole enthusiastically.
Realizing he wasn't done and that he would be made the bitch of
each and every boy in the room, Gavin's hope for some boypussy
was unceremoniously dashed. Grunting in defeat, Gavin proceeded
to go to town on the boycock in his mouth, hoping he would get
the chance to fuck someone sometime soon.

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

Quite a bit of time had past and still Da'Marcus and his gang had
yet to leave the teachers lounge. Why should they? They had
everything they could ask for right there. After settling his
dominance with Billy, Da'Marcus had proceeded to stuff his
massive black ten-inch dong into little Carl's rear end. It had
fit (barely) and, as his friends watched in awe, Da'Marcus had
begun bouncing Carl up and down his huge fucktube with abandon.
The kid squealed, stuffed to capacity but seemingly loving the
feelings. In fact, after only a couple of thrusts with
Da'Marcus's cock hammering at his little button, Carl had begun
shooting his load all over the place. He hadn't stopped. The kid
kept wailing over and over again as one boygasm rolled into the
next without interruption. If Da'Marcus had been counting, he
would have seen the boy experienced nearly a dozen climaxes
before his own massive prick began to unload into the boy's ass.
Of course, thanks to the alien, Carl was also unloading real
boycum and, by the time Da'Marcus stopped fucking him, he,
Da'Marcus, the couch, Billy, and Billy's boy were drenched in his
load. As Carl and Da'Marcus had been facing each other throughout
the fuck, Da'Marcus, finally satisfied, simply reached up and
pulled Carl in for a sweet and thankful kiss.

Billy wasted no time in following Da'Marcus's lead and, only
seconds after his leader had begun fucking his brother in
earnest, Billy spun his boy around so they were facing each other
and lifted the cute little eight-year-old up, thinking for just a
moment that the kid was only slightly bigger than Carl, and
promptly dropped the boy onto his own hard cock. The boy cried
out as the thick teenage meet invaded his bowels but was soon
screaming in ecstasy at the top of his lungs. "Ohhhh!!!
AAAYYEEE!!!! EEEYYYAAAA!!!!! Ah! Ah! AH!!!" the boy cried while
Billy, pleased that his boy was such a squealer, reached up and
began to wank the kid as he bounced him up and down in imitation
of the rutting couple right next to them. The moment his hand
made contact with the boy, the child screamed and let loose his
own sizable load, drenching both himself and Billy.

Jose and Ja'mell both opted to use the lunch table to assist
them. Ja'mell, gently laying his boy on his back at one end of
the table, lifted the nine-year-old's legs and slid his own
impressive nine-inch cock into the kid's warm tight tunnel. The
boy sighed in contentment, enjoying the huge tube as it began to
pummel his prostate. Jose, across the table, lay his pre-teen on
his back as well (with his head hanging off the table right near
Jose's cock) but, instead of fucking the boy, he slid two fingers
into the boy's backdoor and then proceeded to lean forward and
vacuum lock his lips around the boy's straining little dickie in
a sort of elevated sixty-nine. The child cried out as the teen
tickled his magic button and passionately suckled his hard
weenie; realizing a moment later that his assailant's manhood was
right next to his face. His face set with determination, he
turned his head and began to blow the grateful Jose, who in turn
redoubled his own effort. Both kids were in for the ride of their
lives as Jose and Ja'mell each tried to draw out more orgasms
from their boy than the other. By the time the couples finally
finished, Ja'mell had brought his little one to seven kiddie-cums
while Jose managed an impressive eight. For their efforts, Jose
and Ja'mell also came twice each.

None really paid much attention to Ryan as they began to work
over their own prizes and that was fine for young man. He and the
redhead found a nice comfy recliner and, after pulling the boy
into his lap, they began to kiss as lovers. The boy, actually
enjoying the gentleness of the older teen, melted into the kiss
and purred when Ryan began to toy with his leaking boycock. Ryan
groaned a moment later when the youngster began to jerk him off
as well and, for the next few minutes, the couple was content to
fire off a load into each other's hands while their tongues
fought for dominance. Eventually, of course, Ryan laid his young
lover down and took him but, by that point, the boy was actually
trying to be fucked.

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

"Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!" grunted fifteen-year-old Robert Scott as
Shannon Elder, a muscular seventeen-year-old senior whom he
barely knew, fucked his ass in long powerful strokes. As if being
taken doggie-style in the middle of the hallway wasn't
humiliating enough, he thought to himself despite the waves of
pleasure rippling through his backside, sucking the cock of the
kid in front of him really made him want to cringe in
embarrassment. Only a short time ago, Robert had been stalking
through the high school looking for someone to conquer when the
big goon behind him had surprised Robert, forced him onto his
knees, and began plowing his sensitive asshole. Then, out of
no-where, this kid who looked like he was maybe eleven or twelve
had come around the corner, spotted Robert, approached him, and
casually shoved his three-inch cocklett into Robert's face. What
was Robert to do but suck the hairless member?

Unsure of why the middle-schooler would even enter the high
school, where many bigger and older boys hunted for prey, Robert
decided to seize the opportunity to get some of his pride back.
Lunging forward a bit, he carefully swept the younger boy's feet
out from under him and maneuvered the surprised youngster onto
the ground. His mouth still wrapped around the kid's hard pole,
he roughly shoved two slick fingers into the boy's obviously
well-fucked anus and fingered the kid rapidly while swirling his
tongue around the boy's sensitive cockhead. "Oh yeah! Yeah!" the
boy squealed, his high soprano sharply contrasting with the much
deeper grunts coming from both Robert and Shannon, the senior
still plowing Robert's backdoor hard.

Suddenly, the boy seized up and began to howl. "Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!!!"
he cried sweetly as his little boyboner began to shoot blast
after blast of boycum right into Robert's greedy mouth. "I'm
sucking off a pre-teen" Robert thought ruefully, thinking of his
younger cousins who were about this boy's age and wondering how
he'd feel if some older boy finger-fucked and sucked them. That
thought sent a thrill down his back and he knew what he was going
to do. He was going to fuck this kid.

Sliding his tongue up and down the kid's gushing tool, Robert
began to formulate a plan as to how he was going to get his dick
into the boy with Shannon still fucking his own ass
enthusiastically. It felt great, Robert mused, but he really
wanted to shove his cock into the cutie in front of him.
Eventually, the boy finished his climax and, looking Robert up
and down lustily as if hoping the older boy would fuck him, began
to shift around so that he could get Robert's cock up his ass.
Then, the most unfortunate thing happened. Shannon, apparently
nearing his own climax (took him long enough) and oblivious to
Robert's intentions, reached under Robert and, grasping the
fifteen-year-old's throbbing tool, began to jerk it off. "Oh
shit!" Robert thought immediately as his head and shoulders shot
upward. "No! No! He's going to make me cum! He's going to..."
Tearing his hands away from the middle school boy, Robert
desperately tried to pull Shannon's hand off of his cock. He was
to late.

"Fffffuuuuuccccckkkkkkk" Robert moaned loudly, blast after blast
of cum firing out of his cock and landed on the youngster who was
in the process of getting up as Shannon thrust one final time
into him and began to release his own seed, his hand still
milking Robert's cock vigorously. "Ohhhhhhhh.... Damnnnnnnn...."
he thought dazedly, his climax fogging his brain. "That was meant
for the kid..." As Shannon grasped his head and turned it so the
older boy could shove his tongue down Robert's throat, Robert
watched helplessly out of the corner of his eye as the kid he had
wanted to fuck decided that Robert was no longer able to service
his needs and, getting up, walked casually down the hall and
around a corner. As his cute ass went out of sight, Robert, still
cumming and his tongue dancing with Shannon's own, sighed and
thought to himself "Sonofabitch...."

.........

If an observer had been free to wander the school and had the
chance to watch all the events of one and only one room, it is
without a doubt that the room chosen would have been the
teacher's lounge.

They'd have seen Da'Marcus eating out the ass of the
nine-year-old chinese kid while Jose shoved most of his cock down
the kids throat and the boy, instead of resisting, eagerly sucked
the teenage meat as his little dickie spewed blast after blast of
boycum over the dexterous redhead's hand as the thirteen-year-old
wanked him to boygasm after boygasm.

They'd have seen Ja'mell power-fucking the chubby nine-year-old
while the kid moaned incoherently and Carl bobbed up and down on
his little pecker while receiving blast after blast of boymilk to
his face.

They'd have seen the little eight year old, nearly invisible
between the two massive bodies sandwiching him, cum again and
again as he fucked Ryan's ass with his little pecker, no small
feet, while Billy drilled his hole mercilessly and forced the kid
to yelp sharply.

They'd have seen everyone gather around as Billy made out with
his brother Carl before fucking the youngster senseless, the
brothers cumming at the same time.

They'd have watched as De'Marcus, caught up in the moment, force
Ja'mell to his knees before shoving his massive cock up his
buddy's shitter and giving his friend a reach-around while
Ja'mell turned his head and passionately kissed De'Marcus until
they both exploded.

They'd have observed as the thirteen-year-old red head fucked
both Carl and the eight year old before Jose forced him to rim
the Chinese kid while Billy blew the boy.

They'd have seen a daisy chain form where each blew and fingered
his neighbor.

They would have watched as the older boys fucked the younger
boys, the younger boys fucked the older boys, the football
players fucked each other and the youngsters watch.

Cocks were sucked. Asses were rimmed. Prostates where plowed.
Spit and cum were swapped indiscriminately. Teen loads.
Kiddie-cums. Boygasms. Hard flesh. Loud moans. Cries of ecstasy.
The room hummed with sex and the boys, engaged as they had never
been engaged before, loved it.