Message-ID: <12166eli$9806141628@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: <URL:http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/Year98/12166.txt> From: lyndstorys@aol.com (LynDstorys) Subject: LDuke>>Vinnie's Revenge******** Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: <usenet-approval@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Story-Submission: <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Original-Message-Id: <1998061410564600.GAA11769@ladder03.news.aol.com> 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. 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