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(mm-teens, nc, rp, v, bd, tor, ws, huml) *** Chris was such a fucking pretty boy, I couldn't stand it. Fifteen fucking years old and all the girls at school just loved him. Shit, they were ready to spread their fucking legs for him. All a guy did was hear them talking about how cute he was, and what a nice guy, and how good at soccer. Got so I wanted to puke walking down the halls of school. Here I was a senior, and none of the fucking cunts would give me a second glance, they were all slop pussied over that smooth skinned fifteen year old fucker. He would walk around the locker room showing off his tight little body, like we were supposed to be queers and worship it or something. He was a small kid to boot, I mean not tall, not big boned or even well muscled. I got to say his body was tight and smooth and well proportioned. And Jesus Christ, he did have a big dick. I don't know how word got around among the cunts, but you could tell they knew it from the way they shot glances at the lump in his pants when he walked by. Sometimes I think pussy can smell a big dick a mile away. And Chris knew he was hung too, shit, that was why he would parade bare assed around the locker room, chatting with the guys, not bothering to throw a towel around his waist or nothing. He pranced around on his big, well formed feet, bouncing so his fat hunk of fuck sausage swung between his legs and his low hanging egg sized nuts slapped his thighs. He was always the last one to get dressed too. And he always had a fucking date with some girl from the school or another. Every fucking weekend he fucked some cunt, while I stayed home with my playstation2 and jerked off to porno videos. Some of the other guys were sick of Chris too, and so one particularly lonely Friday night, we spent the whole evening talking about what we'd like to do with the son of a bitch. Our fantasies were much to gross for reality, I mean we talked about how we'd like to hang rocks from his nuts and cut off his dick head and shit like that. Finally, we decided he needed to be taught a lesson he would never forget, and although it would not be as extreme as our fantasies, it would serve the purpose. A few days later, we waylaid him when he was walking through this woods that is a shortcut to his house. We knew he walked that way every day after soccer practice. It was a cold rainy day, but I was sweating as we waited behind a bunch of bushes for the little fucker to walk by. Sure enough, here he came, his tight young ass swinging as he sang to himself some pop tune or other. He had this sexy, bouncy walk and this cocky attitude that just needed to be knocked down a peg or two. We jumped out. "Hi, guys,, " Chris said to the three of us. "How's it hanging?" "You want to see, how it's hanging, pretty boy?" I said, and I slapped him right across the pretty face as hard as I could. He went down, a red mark on his soft smooth cheek. The other guys laughed and started in kicking him, aiming for his nuts. I read someplace that if you kicked a guy just right in his asshole, or a little below it, you could ruin him for life, I mean he'd have trouble ever getting a hard on again. I don't know if it's true, but I sure aimed for that area with my kicks. You should have seen pretty boy squirm. He was crying right away, like a little sissy. His voice got all high and tinny like a faggots voice. He kept asking why we were doing this and what we had against him. And it would have been impossible for him to ever understand. I reached down and grabbed his pretty face in my hand and hawked huge gobs of spit right in his face. He gagged and I thought he would puke. We forced his mouth open and the other guys gobbed in his mouth. "If you puke, Asshole, so help me, we'll make you lick it up!" We kept spitting in his mouth, making him swallow it. He was pretty much out of it. Pete stomped on his stomach, just to really subdue him. Then we dragged pretty boy Chris to his feet and tied him to a tree with this rope we had brought. He was screaming his lungs out for help. I had anticipated that. I took the handkerchief from my pocked. I had jerked off into it three times and blown my snot filled nose in it half a dozen times. I shoved it in his mouth, knowing he would really enjoy the taste. I told him exactly what was on the snot-rag too. His eyes filled with more tears and they ran down his cute cheeks. I wished the cunts could see him like this. And they would too, because Pete takes out his camera and starts to take photos of Pretty Boy. We will post them on the internet and send them to all the girls at school. Next, we lower his trousers and boxer shorts to reveal his long fat flaccid teen prick. We slap it around, taking turns smacking it with the flat of our hands. I make sure to hit his big balls really hard, hoping to damage him so he can never have babies. Jack lights a cigarette and puts it out on Chris' dick-flesh. Its great the way the boy screams hysterically into his gag. Twice he passes out. I take out my dick and piss onto my hand and wipe my hand over his face to wake him up. We continue smacking his dick around until it is really black and blue and swollen and pretty ugly looking. The fuck-sack is all swollen too, like it's got oranges in it now. "Have you ever sucked a dick, Chris?" I ask. His eyes are unfocused and snot is running from his nose. I pull the gag out of his mouth, wagging my naked dick at him at the same time. "I said have you ever sucked dick? I've seen you looking at our dicks in the locker room, you fucking faggot." I slap his face to get his attention. The other guys are playing with their own dicks in their pants. I can see that they are hard. I am not yet fully hard, sometimes I have trouble throwing a boner. "Puh-lease, guys, I'm not queer. I don't know why you are doing this. I have never done anything." "You are fucking girls in our school. That should be the right of the senior boys. From this fucking day on, you are forbidden to ever, and I mean ever even speak to any girl in our school. If we ever see you even talking to a cunt, you will have your dick cut off and be turned into a cunt yourself. In fact, we don't want to see you with any girls, ever. We don't even want you dating girls from other schools. From now on, your only date is your hand! Got that, Shit-face?" I gave him a knee to his nut-sack. He wailed and agreed to whatever we said. "Now I asked you a question. Have you ever sucked dick?" "NO! Please let me go, please!!" "Well, you are about to suck three dicks. And if you do a good job, then maybe we will let you go." "Oh God, no, don't make me. I am not a faggot." "Well, when we finish you with you, you will be a faggot, and since you cant date the girls in the school, you might want to try servicing the guys for fun." We all laughed and untied him and dragged him to his knees. "In fact, we might schedule weekly blow job sessions in the locker room and invite any of the guys who want to get to sucked to show up. Chris the Cocksucker will take care of one and all!" Jack held his face while I rubbed my dick all over it and Pete took photos. The feeling was so fucking awesome. I mean his face was so soft and sweet, and to be rubbing my leaking dick all over it! Oh fuck, I want to cum just thinking about it. The look on his face too. So scared, so innocent, such a fucking pretty boy! I wondered how many twats had kissed his face, and now he was getting a dick rubbed over it. "Open your mouth cunt!" I yelled and Jack forced his mouth open. I rubbed my dickhead across his soft full young lips. He tried to squirm away, but Jack had him good. I left some fuck scum on his lips. Then I inserted my prick knob into his mouth. It was so fucking great, like nothing I had ever experienced before. I got angry when I remembered that Chris probably got sucked off by girls every week. I fucked his face harder and deeper. "Bite his dick, and I'll rip off your fucking ears!" Jack warned as I face fucked the pretty fifteen year old. I tell you his mouth was like the softest sweetest cunt, real warm like a pussy must feel. I closed my eyes and pretended that I was fucking Jodie Clawson, this awesome cheerleader at our school. It didn't take long for me to shoot my load. One thing about me, I shoot a lot. I mean a lot, a whole fucking cupful of fuck-snot. Chris gagged and choked on my cum, but I made him swallow it all like a good little pussy faggot boy. Then I pulled out and stepped back. Pete handed me the camera and took my place and started to face fuck the freaked out teen baby. Then, when he finished, Pete took his turn. The faggot boy was pretty much wiped by this time. He dropped onto the grass and just lay there, cum bubbling out of his mouth. I think he was in shock actually. We kicked him some more and then all three of us decided to take a piss on him. I knelt down to make sure my piss would go in his mouth and up his nose. We left him there on the ground with a warning. If he told any one, the photos would be seen by everyone. If he kept his mouth shut and never spoke to another girl, only a few select friends would see the pictures. I also warned him he better not try to change schools or any shit like that. We wanted him under our thumb. I honestly thought that would be the end of it. I mean, we had taught him a lesson and gotten our revenge. But three days later, all I could do was think about him sucking my dick. I had a boner half the day, and that is unusual for me. Jack and Pete were the same way, all we did was talk about the nasty stuff we had done to him, and the even more nasty things we wanted to do to him. "Its his fault. He must be a faggot or we wouldn't be this obsessed with him! shit man, we really ought to punish him for doing this to us." "Yeah. I wonder how he'd like something shoved up that little bubble butt of his. Something big like a broom handle or a flashlight." "Yeah, man, let's turn that faggot ass into a pussy!" And so we did! ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 36