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            Vinnie’s Revenge


My name is Vinnie. Im a bus driver for the L.A. unified school district. I take
a lot of abuse from the kids sometimes. Ive been doing this job for 15 years.
At times it is enjoyable tho. I get off school property for a couple of hours
before I have to get back to my janitorial duties for the night. Once after I
delivered a nice little boy home, I finished early on my  route, so I went into
a bar and had a beer and pretzels. Only took maybe 15, 20 minutes. I didnt
wanta blow my job so I headed  back to Jefferson School. I cleaned all the
black boards and decided I would start waxing the hall ways   next evening,
that would be friday night, I could stay til I was completely finished.
Besides, maybe I would get a glimpse of some teachers   fucking each other and
having affairs after hours. Its not an uncommon site here. At least 3 or 4
times a semester. Gets my cock so hard, my balls so tight, and my anus so
twitchy, I gotta go to the janitors bathroom and jerk off.I thought about
putting benwa balls up my ass. I wonder if that would work.  Another job
compensation I guess you could say. You might think my job is boring, well it
aint.

The next day  rolled around and I found I wasnt so lucky. I had some little
jerks on the bus. The punks dont bother me too much. Id love to kick the crap
out of them.
Besides, they know if  they get kicked out of school they will just find more
serious things to get into trouble for. 

The bus was empty except for 2 kids.  I look back and here is this one kid
shaking up a can of soda. Trying to impress a cute little blonde girl. She was
enjoying it. But kept looking up nervously  to see what I  was going to do. I
had had nothing but throuble with his boy named Jake. I let the little girl off
at her stop. I could see she was relieved to be getting off. Jake was still in
back and up to his mischief. HE lay in the  seat and was trying to kick the bus
window out because it would not open.Right then and there I pulled behind an
old deserted auto garage in a kinda deserted area, and started giving the boy a
lecture. He had a satanic smile on his face. He wore a plaid shirt, Rebock
shoes and elasticband gym shorts with no zipper or snap to impede my entry. I
noticed that no matter what I said, he wouldnt listen to reason. I ran up to
the mic to call school and find out what to do. Then I decided to drink the
schnaps I  had hidden in my lunch box all day, in a cool thermos. It turned me
into superman.

Jake are you going to act normal and behave yourself?
I noticed someone, maybe Jake had taken a tube of Brillcream for the hair and
smeared in on the floor and left the tube. It began to inspire my thinking.

He told me to go fuck myself. Which reinforced an idea that was building.“Why
Jakey little pal, how could I fuck myself, that is logistically impossible. My
penis wouldnt reach around behind my back. But it could reach behind you.”
He continued to lear until i unzipped my pants and pulled out my monster penis.
And smeared Brill cream on it. I didnt even know they still made that stuff.
His eyes were wide with interest. But when I yanked his pants and undershorts
off, they were wide with fear. I took him to the long bench seat in the very
back of the bus. Draped him over it. Felt up his penis a little. Got he was so,
as my wife says “cute” there. I wished I could suck it, but Im not normally a
pervert.

I gave him once last chance. “Say you are sorry and start behaving.” “Fuck you
“ he said.

No my son, “Fuck you”, and with that I began the bouncing back and forth that
got my penis embedded deep with in his rectum. How old was he? 10, 11, 12, not
sure.
He was screaming and crying in pain and fear. I enjoyed it, a good payback for
all the trouble he had caused all the good kids on the bus. I decided I did
want to suck him. So I withdrew, and put him facing me. His cock was hard. I
put my mouth on him. It was heaven. He started to smile. Then I 
flipped him prone, and easily slipped my swollen ramrod into the boys private
rectum and anal space. I pumped him mercilessly.I had both hands around his
waiste holding his genitals. In a moment I shot my cum into him. 

From what I hear, he went to live with his father across town. He is afraid to
ride my bus anymore!  :-)
Good bye Jake. We dont miss you.


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