A kinky story written by Naughty Bard | Chapter 7c

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“Ok, so let me get this straight…” Ed said frowning to his old acquaintance, Kyle. “You totally dig Yale, you make tons of friends there, your get top grades and everything then all of a sudden your mom doesn’t like the new dean and makes you move to the other side of the country?”

“Pretty much…” Kyle said with a miserable yet resigned smile.

“But… that’s… like…” Ed couldn’t even find the words to express how outrageous that sounded.

“Yeah, it is…” agreed Kyle “…but you see my mom is a huge pain in the ass. She’s into politics and she’s super conservative and all friggin’ religious and shit…” he explained, rolling his eyes pretty disgusted “…and although she’ll never admit it on the record, she’s extremely racist, not to mention classist…” the boy continued “…so you see when a new dean gets elected and he happens to be black, liberal AND coming from a family of nobodies, she needs to protect her precious son and his extremely expensive education…”

“But that’s absurd!” Ed blurted out.

“Totally…” the other boy replied, then he shrugged “…but it was either moving here or drop out of college. She’s paying for the whole thing, so…”

“Why didn’t you get a student loan?” Ed insisted.

“And risk being disowned?” Kyle said in a very practical way “No way, man! My family is loaded and I definitely want my part, down to the last cent!”

“Oh… ok… of course… sorry…” Ed said, a little embarrassed for butting in.

“Aaahh, it’s not the end of the world. The weather is way nicer here…” the bespectacled boy joked “…and this is Stanford we’re talking about, not community college!”

“Yeah, but still…” Ed muttered. Kyle smiled.

“Anyway, how’ve you been? It’s been a while since we last saw each other.” then the boy smirked and lowered his voice slightly “Do you still spend lunch break in the boys’ toilet? Hehe!”

Ed felt kinda weird. It was weird to see Kyle Bennet there. It was weird that he was being so direct with him. It was weird that he was bringing up the past so blatantly… so far from their home… sitting in a friggin Starbucks.

And then suddenly Ed remembered the first time he had given young, sandy-haired Kyle a blowjob. The boy was part of the few nerds who had had the chance to be serviced by a very inexperienced FagEd, their freshman year. Kyle’s had been the third dick Ed had ever put in his mouth, right after his lab partner Mark and another kid whose name he couldn’t remember. That was before the jocks got a whiff of that nice little agreement the young fag had made with his nerdy classmates. Most of the nerds had kept using his mouth till the very last day of high school, like the vast majority of the entire student body at the Browning School For Boys: jocks, nerds, bullies, thespians, hipsters, geeks, skaters, emos, loners, no matter the ‘social class’ they belonged to, they all enjoyed dumping a load in the school public cum dump. Kyle, on the other hand, had stopped coming at the end of their junior year even though Ed never knew why. Strangely enough, Ed wondered how things might have turned out had he not given in to his insatiable lust and simply developed a normal relationship with Kyle and the others. He swallowed hard.

“No… I… uhm… I’m done with that…” Ed replied. Kyle raised an eyebrow.

“Oh… ok…” the boy didn’t even try to hide his considerable disappointment “…aaahh… that totally sucks man, I was kinda hoping you’d wanna service me for a while…” he confessed “…at least until I find someone to date, you know…” then he shrugged “…but if you’re ‘done with it’…” he sounded patronizing and even a little on the mocking side. Ed couldn’t resist the automatic urge.

“Well… no… I mean, of course I’ll service you!” the submissive fag hurried to say “I just meant I don’t spend my days in a toilet anymore…” he explained, smiling awkwardly.

Kyle gave him a big grin “Awesome! Well, good for you man! I always felt kinda sorry for you, you know?” he admitted.

Ed frowned slightly. ‘Really?’ he thought to himself.

“Yeah… uhm… well… speaking of… can I ask you…” Ed started out loud but his phone buzzed in his pocket. “Sorry…” He took it out and saw Jeff had sent him a text that only said: ‘My room in 10’.

“What is it?” asked Kyle.

“Uhm… never mind… I’m sorry Kyle but I have to go now… something came up…” Ed said getting up.

“Is everything alright?” Kyle asked frowning at this sudden change of pace.

“Yeah, sure! I just need to take care of something, that’s all!” Ed said with a reassuring smile.

“Oh, ok! No problem, man! We’ll talk later!” replied Kyle.

“Yeah… ok… bye…” Ed said and left.

Kyle watched him walk away smiling to himself and scratching one of his cheeks.

“Yeah, we’ll definitely talk later…” he said.


“I’m done.” Jeff said pushing the fag’s head away from his softening dick “You can go, now.”

“Yes, Sir…” the fag replied, clearly reluctant to let go of the object of his affection “Thank you for your cum…” he added. He always added that at the end of each fucking blowjob. It was kind of annoying to be honest and Jeff never replied. The fag got up, cleaned his face and headed for the door “Ok… uhm… bye…” he said kinda awkwardly.

“See ya…” Jeff mumbled without looking in his direction. And the fag was gone. The tall black jock sighed. If his family could see him. His Pops would kick his ass all over town! His little bros would be so disappointed and his big bro Louis would laugh his ass off at him, no doubt! Jeff was getting head from a fucking faggot. A faggot! How could he stoop so low? That was pretty nasty! And his mom! Oh man! She would have a fit for sure! Hell, she would drag him straight to father Michael, their parish priest, for a very, very unpleasant talk. Damn! The boy got to his feet and walked to the bathroom. He hopped into the shower and started cleaning himself. He did that every time the faggot blew him. He felt dirty, somehow.

‘I’m just jerking off in his mouth…’ the boy kept repeating into his head ‘…he’s a fucking fleshlight, nothing more!’ He missed having real sex with a chick so bad but what he didn’t miss was all the strings attached to a good fuck. This was just a convenient way to relieve some stress. It felt way better than jerking off. There was no denying that. It was just… he still felt a little uncomfortable having a fag touching him and the second he had emptied his balls and his lust had passed, he couldn’t wait to kick him out which, if he was being completely honest with himself, he kinda felt slightly guilty about. After all, the fag was sort of helping him out somehow, and he realized he was being… well, not exactly friendly towards him. But he couldn’t behave in any other way, really! What if the fag were to start getting strange faggy ideas? He suddenly felt sick to his stomach. No. He needed to consider him an object and he was gonna continue to do just that. Yeah. After all, the fag didn’t seem to mind. He kept coming back every single time and never forgot to thank him. Jeff shook his head and muttered:

“…fucking queer…”


“Ok, I’m hard again. Let’s go!” Ace said right before starting to fuck the hole on the fag’s face.

“You’re not gonna beat me!” Leo said teasing, from the bed.

“Shut up! Just watch!” the Irish-looking kid replied, starting to shake his hips viciously.

It was coming up to 3:30 on a Friday afternoon. Chris, Ace and Leo were hanging out with their new favourite toy. They had a whole afternoon before them and the three high schoolers had come up with an extremely entertaining game which they had playfully called ‘Gag the fag’. The rules were simple enough. Basically they would take turns and skull fuck the the shit out of the fag, trying to gag him as much as they could for one minute straight. The one who managed to make him gag the most would win the round. So far Chris was leading with two wins, whereas Leo and Ace had won one each. This was the fifth and probably final round since Leo and Chris had just blasted a huge orgasm  down the fag’s stomach and Ace was now getting really close to doing just the same. Ed on the other hand was starting to feel a certain amount of strain in his throat. It wasn’t a big deal. He was used to way worse than that and the highly intoxicating smell of sweaty balls and the sour taste of unwashed teenage dicks, more than made up for it. If he was to die right that second he would have died a very happy fag. The three young jocks had different shapes and different sizes. Of course Ed knew Chris’s dick extremely well by now. It was the biggest of the bunch which once again reminded Ed of how strongly the Hansson genes ran through his veins. A long, proud, uncut shaft that was surrounded by golden pubes. To die for. Leo’s was maybe an inch and a half shorter than Chris’s which made it the shortest of the trio but it was thicker than either of the others. Besides, it was still a good 6 and a half inches which didn’t make it short at all. His pubes were jet black but his ball sack was hairless and by far the nastiest, smell wise. Last but not least, Ace. The boy was probably close to 7 inches and he was cut. His girth was less massive than Leo’s and Chris’s and the shaft pointed slightly towards the left. He had ginger pubes that also covered his pretty massive balls.

The Irish-looking kid really wanted to win their little game or at least not arrive last. His hips were shaking like there was not tomorrow. He could clearly feel how slippery and warm and wet that pleasure hole was. It was tight and mushy and each thrust only made him wanna fuck it harder and harder. And he did. He simply couldn’t help himself. It just felt way too good. His balls were rhythmically hitting the faggot’s nose and the sound was almost hypnotic. Harder… harder… he needed to be rougher, even violent if necessary, but the rougher he got the better he felt which got him one step closer to cumming. He heard the first gag and smiled to himself.

‘I so got this!’ he thought. 


When Kyle got to the frat house it was already pretty crowded. The Greek letters ‘kappa’ and ‘sigma’ were towering over the red entrance door that hundreds of kids were passing through to get in and out of the party. The young nerd had never really been a fan of that kind of social events in the past but his vision of the world had slowly changed quite a bit over the previous few months as the boy found a different side of his personality was desperately trying to come out of him, a much more ‘relaxed’ version of himself. Besides, Ed was gonna be there and Kyle’s dick was doing most of the boy’s thinking these days. He made his way to the backyard and lined up to get some beer. There were so many people around him, laughing, shouting, dancing, making out, but he literally knew nobody. He felt slightly lonely for a moment, thinking about all his friends back at Yale. When was he gonna stop that old hag he called his mom from messing with his life? He wanted to act like he didn’t really care all that much but it wasn’t always easy. He chugged down half his beer in one go. ‘Gotta find that little bitch. I’m gonna feel better once I stick my dick inside his mouth!’ the boy thought wildly to himself.


“Dude! What the fuck’s your problem?”

“Fucking stay the hell away from my girl, that’s my problem, you shithead!”

“Oh, yeah? Whatcha gonna do if I don’t? Huh?”

“Meatheads…” Jen commented tartly, watching two random super cocky jocks at each other’s throat over a cute brunette that was clearly enjoying every bit of the attention.

“Well, just so you know, I would probably do the same if someone else was hitting on you.” Josh’s arms were wrapping her tightly from behind and his head was resting on her shoulder while he was gently kissing her neck. She smiled.

“Mmmmm… I know…” she purred, pushing her ass to his crotch “…cause you’re all man, right babe?”

“You bet.” he replied in a deeper voice than usual. She turned her head back to face him and the two stuck their respective tongues into each other’s mouth. 

“Why don’t you two get a room?” Corey said a little annoyed.

“Jealous much, ‘piercings’?” Jen replied raising an eyebrow and using that distinctively unpleasant tone she always used with Corey. Josh simply smiled.

“Tsk!” the blond boy replied, now irked as fuck “Whatever! I’mma go find someone to fuck!” he emptied his beer cup in one go, burped super loudly and got lost in the noisy crowd of kids after a quick “Later, lovebirds!”

“He’s just way too charming! I don’t know how I did NOT fall for him!” Jen said in a mocking tone. Josh laughed then whispered into her ear:

“Hey, what do you say we follow his advice and go get ourselves a room upstairs?” he said and started kissing her neck again.

“Mmmm… but we told Ed we would wait for him…” she objected so feebly it was almost laughable.

“Aaahh, don’t worry ‘bout him, I’m sure he’s fine…” the horny boy assured her “…he probably found a cute guy or something…” he was pressing his own body to hers so tightly “…c’mon, babe… I’m hard as fuck…” he urged her, knowing all too well it was just the right thing to say.

Sure enough, his equally horny girlfriend smiled and simply replied “You got it, stud!”


“You look so fucking stupid, faggot! Hahaha!” Leo Green was snickering a little viciously as he was looking down at Ed. The older kid was kneeling down on the extremely filthy tiles of the frat house ground floor toilet and his mouth was religiously glued to the teenager’s pubes. He was looking up at Leo, making faces while swallowing the boy’s piss like there was no tomorrow “Hahahaha!! Chug it, chug it, chug it! Hahahaha!” the boy cackled, enjoying himself tremendously “Who’s a piss-fag? Ed’s a piss-fag! Hahahaha!!!” the verbal abuse was coming so natural now, probably helped by a little bit of booze that was running in young Leo’s system. It was such an awesome power-trip to have an older boy he had just met, under his thumb like that. The cunt looked like he was in pain every single time he swallowed which was fucking hilarious. Finding himself a substitute fag pig at school was slowly becoming a priority and a world of possibilities was making its way into the teenage jock’s mind, a world he had every intention to explore. Once he finished emptying his bladder he pushed the faggot’s head away with a smirk.

“Thank you, Sir…” the fag managed to croak, without barfing.

“Hehehe! Sure!” Leo replied, then added with such a cocky tone it was impressive “Hey, you know what?” he lifted his leg and put his foot on the toilet seat edge “Some moron spilled some shit on my shoe earlier…” he said pointing at his sneaker “Why don’t you lick it off?” he ‘asked’ with a wide smirk.

“Uhm… yes Sir…” the stupid fag replied and started to lick the top of the sneaker.

“Hahaha! Yeah, fucking lick it! Hahaha!” the boy cracked up, still a little incredulously. The stupid cunt’s tongue was dutifully cleaning the top of his fucking shoe just because he had told him to. “Mmmm!!! It’s yummy, huh?” the boy couldn’t resist taunting him. It was simply too much fun.

“Yes, Sir! Thank you for letting me lick it, Sir!” was his predictable answer to which Leo cackled again.

The cleaning continued for a good thirty seconds when Leo felt the urge to push him a little further. He tilted his foot sideways revealing the filthy rubber sole of the worn out sneaker. Ed hesitated for a second and looked up.

“Go on! Keep fucking licking! Didn’t tell you to stop, did I?” Leo said keeping up his cocky attitude.

“Yes, Sir! Sorry, Sir!” Ed replied and stuck his tongue out again to lick that disgusting looking sole.

“Hahaha! Yeah, make it all shiny, hahaha!”


“Aren’t you gonna wait for me?” said the girl, still trying to find her bra on the floor.

“Nah, I’ll see you around, but you can take your time.” Jeff replied rather coldly, opening the door “Later.”

“Jerk!” she said venomously as he closed the door on her.

There was so much noise in the frat house even in the upper floor. Couples of kids that had probably just met were frantically checking out rooms to see if there was one that was still available. Jeff was donning a self-satisfied little smirk on his handsome face as he was strutting along the corridor. Fucking that cunt had definitely hit the spot and all in all he didn’t really care that much if that kind of attitude was gonna give him a bad rep. Mark had given him a few pointers on the whole ‘no strings attached’ thing just a few hours before the party and he had been right on the money. Find a chick, chat her up, fuck her brains out and then leave. It was pretty awesome, to be honest, even though he knew all too well that Mama Murphy wouldn’t approve of it. He tried to shut his conscience up as he was walking down the stairs.

“Well, well, if it isn’t Faggy McFaggot, right here in the flesh!” Jeff turned his head towards Mark’s voice. The scene he saw was one he had witnessed a million times before, ever since he had started junior high. A few jocks ganging up on the wimpy loser who happened to be unlucky enough to find himself in the wrong place at the wrong time.

“Hi Mark…” Ed replied with a shaky voice, a terrified look on his face.

“What the fuck are you doing in my frat house, bitch?” the muscle bound jock asked menacingly.

“W… well… I… I…” Ed stuttered.

“W… well… I… I…” Mark mimicked his terrified tone, sending everyone into hysterics. Then he slapped Ed hard in the face “Fucking speak up, you queer!”

“Mark, please don’t hurt me!” Ed whimpered and Jeff was overwhelmed by a sense of pity and guilt for not helping the kid. But how could he?! That was Mark Sweeney! People kissed the ground he walked on! There was no way Jeff was gonna jeopardise his position in the frat house to help… who? A cocksucker?

Mark slapped him again, even harder “Why not, faggot?!” he said sneering “Didn’t you like it last time?” all the boys around the scene laughed hard as Jeff frowned, not sure what Mark was talking about. Meanwhile, Ed, was almost shaking with fear. This was getting out of hand. Every fibre of Jeff’s body wanted him to intervene and stop the bullying but…

“Hey man! Here you are!” a tall, skinny kid’s voice made everybody’s head turn “I’ve been looking all over for you!” he sounded extremely agitated. He grabbed Ed’s wrist and started pulling him away “It’s your mom, dude! She was in a car crash, they’re taking her to the hospital!” he shouted.

“What??!!” Ed regained his focus and looked understandably ashened.

“C’mon, man! You gotta call your dad!” everybody was so surprised that not even Mark was quick enough to stop the two kids from getting away.

Jeff followed them with his eyes till they got lost in the crowd.


“What the fuck, man! You could have used some other excuse! Any other!” Ed complained, a clear mixture of relief and resentment “I almost had a heart attack!” he added while the two of them were walking away from the frat house building.

“Dude, what was I supposed to do? They were gonna beat the crap out of you!” Kyle replied shrugging “I kinda had to act quickly, if you hadn’t noticed.”

“Yeah, but…” Ed insisted.

“And it worked, didn’t it?” Kyle raised an eyebrow as if daring his old acquaintance to reply.

“Well… yeah…” Ed started, then gave up “ Oh what the hell, you’re right… I should actually thank you, Kyle.”

The tall, blond, bespectacled boy smirked slightly.

“Yeah, you should.” he said, then added “And you know what? I know exactly how you can do that, hehe!” the boy grabbed Ed’s wrist again “C’mon, my dorm’s not far from here!” he headed towards the northern part of campus, dragging Ed by the arm.

“Kyle… wait… what…” Ed was a little confused even though it wasn’t exactly hard to figure out what the other boy had in mind.

“Just shut up and hurry, Clark!” the use of his last name and the sudden authority in Kyle’s voice sent FagEd right back into the dirty cubicles of the boys toilet at Browning High.

“Yes…” he simply replied in a very submissive tone and did as he was told.

They arrived at a building Ed had never been to. “C’mon!” Kyle hurried him and the boys started climbing up the stairs. When Kyle opened the door to his room and pushed Ed in, the boy immediately noticed that there was only one bed which was quite strange for a freshman.

“Get down on your knees.” Kyle ordered, already unbuttoning his jeans and Ed obeyed instantly. The blue Calvin Klein boxers slipped down and Ed’s face was now two inches away from a cock he had sucked countless times in the past and that he welcomed back like an old friend. Kyle had a thick bush of sandy pubes but the hairs on his balls were very sparce. His shaft was quite long even though the boy was still limp and he was cut. “C’mon! Suck me off!” a voice from above said rather impatiently which made Ed open his mouth and taste Kyle’s manhood again.

“Mmmmm…” Ed couldn’t help himself. As far as manhoods went, Kyle’s was extremely tasty and FagEd was gonna make sure he was gonna savor every single inch of it.

“Oh fuck yeah!” Kyle breathed “…suck it… yeah…” he continued as he grabbed a hold of Ed’s hair and started pumping. He liked doing that when someone was giving him head. He liked to be in charge, there was no denying it. It was something he had been discovering about himself little by little in the last couple of years. Meanwhile Ed had wrapped his arms around his waist, like he really didn’t want to let him go. Kyle smirked widely. He already had that cunt wrapped around his little finger.

Ed’s mouth was watering way more than usual and his heart was racing in his chest. That was a bit unusual. Of course he was sucking on a dick which he obviously loved but also something he had done a million times before. Why was he so taken? The taste in his mouth was to die for and so was the smell. Kyle had probably showered in the morning but the animalistic smell of dick and balls and pubes and a little stale piss was pretty strong and hence inebriating for his cock-addicted fag brain. In thirty seconds that piece of meat was as stiff as a rock and Ed felt the cockhead punch the back of his throat rhythmically. It was so good. Ed looked up at Kyle’s cute, nerdy face. The boy was looking down at him with a smirk and a self-satisfied expression.

“Mmmmm… Kyle… you dick tastes so good…” Ed moaned stopping the outrageously obscene slurping for a moment.

“Then keep sucking it!” replied Kyle impatiently and pushed his hips forward purposely forcing his entire meat down that wet hole. The cocksucker gagged slightly and he couldn’t help snickering a little. It felt so good to be able to use that hole like that. Why had he stopped using it in high school? The reason felt so stupid now. Fear had obviously been a big factor in the matter. The fear of admitting to himself something he had pretty much always known. In an impulse he pushed his cocksucker away and pulled him up by his hair. The boy struggled to his feet and Kyle stuck his tongue into his mouth.

Ed was positively flabbergasted. What was happening was somehow surreal. Regardless of his vast and untimely experience in the sexual field, that was his very first kiss. It was so different from anything he had ever experienced before. He could smell Kyle’s own breath and taste the boy’s mouth as he was moving his tongue around like there was no tomorrow, almost sucking his face out. Kyle stopped for a second and roughly took off Ed’s shirt. The boy let him, without even attempting to protest. Then his mouth attacked his face again and the kissing resumed, as lascivious and lustful as ever. Kyle’s hands went to Ed’s zipper and in a second his pants were down to his knees and his rock hard dick was only concealed by his boxers. Ed’s breathing became heavier and heavier and now his boxers were off too and Kyle’s hands were grabbing his ass, and his dick was pushing against his own. Everything was going so fast. What was happening? It was so new and yet incredibly sensual, arousing, hot, not to mention way overdue. 

“Get back down on my dick!” Kyle grunted as he pushed Ed down, then against his crotch. Ed started slurping on that cock again “Yeah, fucking suck it, bitch!” the tall, blond boy added with an increasing level of aggressiveness. Ed had possibly never been so excited in his entire life. His own dick was like an iron rod and his heart was positively pounding. He noticed that Kyle was kicking off his own sneakers and taking off his pants and boxers but he obediently never stopped working on that tasty, manly cock, not even for a second. He kept on sucking and blowing, hungrily, lavishly, like he had never tasted anything so good. His distinctive inclination to serve and pleasure others was now off the charts.

Suddenly Kyle grabbed his head again and started fucking his face faster and rougher than before. Ed’s mouth was producing so much spit it was crazy. Kyle kept it up for a couple of minutes with no breaks, all the while looking down at him, biting his lower lips, in pure, selfish pleasure. Then he pushed the cocksucker’s head back, grabbed him by the shoulders and threw him face down on the bed. His hands started grabbing and touching Ed’s ass quite roughly and the boy opened his eyes wide while breathing heavily. He heard Kyle spit and felt saliva hit his crack. Then a wet finger unceremoniously entered his ass.

“Aaaahhhh…” moaned Ed in a weird mixture of pleasure and discomfort “Kyle wait…” he begged “I’ve never done it… like this…”

“Yeah, right!” Kyle smirked “Nice try, fag whore!” he said rather aggressively and slapped Ed’s ass.

“I’m… I’m serious, I’ve never had like… real sex… you know?!” Ed said sounding a little worried even though his ass was still very much up in the air and his hole was quivering with Kyle’s finger slowly going in and out of it.

“Well, well, what do you know! It’s your lucky day, then! I get to pop your cherry! Hehehe!” Kyle said, a sort of sadistic snicker in his voice. Then he removed his finger and started to rub the tip of his rock hard dick against Ed’s hole “Tell me how much you want my dick up your ass, bitch!” barked Kyle through gritted teeth.

Ed had never seen that side of this boy. He remembered him as super nerdy and kind of shy and reserved so this was all completely new to him. But saying that he disliked this new version of him would have been a big, fat lie.

“I… I want your… your dick up my ass…” Ed said tentatively.

“Fucking beg me, then!” Kyle said slapping his ass again.

“Aaahhh! P… please, Kyle! Fuck me in the ass, please!” Ed replied, his heart beating so much faster than usual.

“Yeah, you got it, whore! Get ready!” Kyle replied even more viciously.

He wasn’t gentle about it. Not one bit. Kyle shove his whole dick into Ed’s tight hole, happily stealing the boy’s virginity.

“Aaahhhh!” Ed tried real hard not to scream too loud but the pain was considerable, mostly because Kyle didn’t give him time to adjust to it. He started fucking him almost brutally.

“Aaaaaahhhhh! Kyle… wait….” Ed tried to cry, while tensing up.

“Shut up!” Kyle hissed, so horny he could care less about Ed.

“Aaaahhhh! Please, Kyle! It hurts!” Ed pleaded, moaning.

“What are you talking about? Feels fucking great to me, so shut the fuck up!” Kyle replied sounding so cocky it was uncanny. He started moving his hips even more roughly.

Ed’s whole body was so tense, every single muscle hurt. The boy was sweating profusely and the discomfort was making him squirm like never before.

“Aaaahhh!” he moaned again “Please, slow down… I can’t…” he tried again but this time he was cut off for good. Kyle had grabbed his own boxers lying on the bed and was now forcing them into Ed’s mouth.

“I said SHUT THE FUCK UP!” Kyle growled again, silencing Ed’s pleading “And fucking spread your legs more for me, you whore!” he added slapping Ed’s ass again.

Ed’s body moved on its own. He had no say in the matter. Not only did he obey instantly but he also found himself pushing his ass way back, towards his rapist’s crotch.

“Yeah, hehehe! That’s a good bitch! Hahaha!” was Kyle’s answer.

Fucking that tight, untouched hole felt incredible. Kyle knew that he could be himself with this particular guy which made the whole experience way more than just a good fuck. He wanted to own that bitch’s body and use it to please all his peculiar tendencies and the more he thought about it the more he got closer to marking that cunt’s hole as his own.

Ed was breathing so heavily as tears were running down his eyes. But he wasn’t making any more noises. What Kyle was doing to him hurt like hell. Then why the hell was he desperately pushing his ass back every time Kyle’s dick was slipping out of him, hoping to God the boy would slam it back inside, at least twice as hard as before? It was so different from what he had ever experienced before and yet so similar. The fact that he was not in control was probably the best part of it all. The way Kyle was acting was making him feel so used and abused which automatically made Kyle so worthy of worship. It was actually scary. The blond boy was calling him all the names in the book through gritted teeth, while slapping his ass and pulling his head back by his hair. Yet Ed’s dick had never been harder. It was actually pulsating and Ed was so confused and overwhelmed that he simply didn’t see it coming. And so it was with sincere stupor that he found himself shooting an outrageous orgasm right on the floor of that room, rolling his eyes backwards and salivating like some sort of animal.

“Yeah! Fuck yeah, you whore! Imma make you mine!” Kyle grunted now fucking that hole so roughly the whole scene didn’t even look human anymore “Fuck! Fuck! Fuuuuuck!!!”

Ed lay motionless. His knees were on the floor and his upper body was resting on Kyle’s messy bed, his tear-smeared face pressed down the cover. Kyle was on top of him, his chest glued to his back, as still as a lump of wood. The two boys were breathing heavily, sweaty as fuck and completely spent after having shot so much of their pleasure. Ed could feel Kyle’s dick slowly shrinking in his ass as his now defiled hole was filled to the brim with slimy cum for the very first time in his life. Neither of them moved a muscle nor uttered a word for what felt like hours. It was Kyle who finally broke the silence.

“Hey… you ok?” and just like that Mr. Nice Guy was back. Ed tilted his head back slowly and nodded. Kyle was grinning down mischievously at him as he got up from his back. His mucky dick slipped out of Ed’s hole as floppy and limp as ever, bouncing merrily on the boy’s sweaty balls  “Woah! I came like a motherfucker! Hehehe!” he snickered clearly noticing how much of his orgasm was oozing out of that sphincter he had just finished raping. He walked back a few steps and threw himself on the tilting chair he used to study, still trying to catch his breath.

Ed turned around and sat on the floor, his own pants and underpants still at his ankles, now all smeared partly with the cum he had happily shot not five minutes before and partly with Kyle’s cum that was leaking out of his ass. He slowly took Kyle’s boxers out of his mouth.

“Sorry ‘bout that…” Kyle said totally light heartedly “I got a little rough there…”

Ed couldn’t help but smile, bitterly.

“A little?” he said.

“Yeah, my bad…” Kyle scratched his head amused “But c’mon, man! Look me in the eye and tell me you did NOT like it!” he said daring the other again. Ed lowered his gaze.

“I can’t…” he said.

Kyle’s smile became a sneer “Yeah, that’s what I thought!” he said “Was it really your first time?” he added, genuinely curious.

Ed simply nodded.

“Damn, man! I could have sworn you’d be totally fucked out by now, considering how much of a whore you’ve always been!” Kyle said completely nonchalant. Ed took the blow and shrugged.

“Well, yeah but… you know… it was all about giving head to straight guys and… and… no one’s ever been interested in… you know… more…” he confessed.

“So this was your first time with a gay guy?” Kyle continued raising an eyebrow almost incredulously.

Ed frowned “Wait a minute, you’re gay?”

“Well, duh! I just fucked your brains out, didn’t I?” the blond nerd replied with a grin.

“Yeah but… you don’t look gay…” Ed said, in a rather stupid, childish way.

“Hahaha! What is this, 1950?! Do I have to be a ballerina to be gay?” Kyle mocked him and they both laughed.

“No but… you know what I mean… you’re… you look masculine…” Ed said.

“Yeah, so are you! What’s the big deal?” Kyle shrugged, extremely amused by the whole concept. Ed couldn’t help but smile.

“Nothing, you’re right!” he said. They both fell silent, looking at each other. “Hey… uhm… thank you…” Ed added then in a small voice.

Kyle smirked “Hehe! Oh, man! I had forgotten about that! Haha!”

“What?” Ed frowned.

“You used to thank me every time I jizzed in your mouth, remember? Back in high school, I mean. Well, me and everyone else, that is…” he kept his smirk up “Gotta say I liked it then and I sure as hell like it now! Hehe!”

Ed smiled, a little self consciously “Well I… I really like cum… so… I kinda feel like I need to thank everyone who gives it to me, you know… every single time… it’s like a precious gift to me…” Ed explained “Too bad I didn’t get to taste it this time…” he added regretfully.

Kyle snickered “Well, there’s still some on my dick, look!” he pointed to his crotch “Wanna lick it off?” he asked amused.

“Yes, please!” Ed replied, beaming eagerly.

“Well, go ahead then, hehe!” Kyle encouraged him.

“Thank you, Sir!” Ed said all excited and immediately started working his tongue.

“Hehe! No problem, bitch!” Kyle replied.

It was so good to be able to lick that slimy dick clean of Kyle’s cum and sweat. It simply tasted incredible and Ed felt so lucky.

“Did you miss my dick, bitch?” Kyle asked while enjoying the service.

“Mmmmm… yeah… mmmmm… it even tastes better now than it did back then… mmmmm…” Ed replied, with his wet tongue sticking out of his mouth.

“Hehehe! If you say so!” Kyle was resting comfortably in his chair, his hands behind his head and he kept smirking down at Ed. He looked so hot.



“You know… what you just did to me…” Ed said tentatively “It hurt really bad a first…”

Kyle looked even more amused “Then why did you let me do it to you?” he asked.

“I… I don’t know…” Ed replied confused “b… because I… think I liked it…” he admitted.

“Yeah, I bet you did…” Kyle replied “…and why do you think that is?”

Ed thought about it for a second.

“Uhm… cause I’m a bitch?” he suggested.

“Hehehe! Bingo! And you like doing what you’re told, always have.” Kyle stated like it was not up for debate. Ed simply continued to lick that dick “Which is awesome, because, guess what? I like bossing you around!” Kyle grinned a little evilly.

Ed smiled up at him awkwardly. He was slobbering on that cock with increasing passion, like he was ever so thirsty and he was giving Kyle a sort of adoring look that was quite pitiful.

“So I’m guessing it’s totally ok to use you as my fucktoy till I meet someone I actually wanna date, right?” Kyle asked extremely smug.

“Yeah… of course… I’ll do anything you want!” Ed said in his cock-intoxicated state, keeping up the licking.

“Hehe! That’s what I like to hear! Hehehe!” Kyle sneered, pleased.

They were silent for maybe a couple of minutes, then dominating nerd spoke again “You know, if you keep that up, I’m gonna get hard again…” Kyle said still smirking “And I’ll have to fuck you even harder…” Ed’s cleaning had by now turned into a full fledge blowjob “Would you like that, bitch?”

“Mmmmm… yes, Sir! Please, do that! Mmmmm…” was Ed’s immediate reply.

“Hehehe! Alright! Hehehe!” Kyle snickered.

“Mmmm… Kyle…”


“You know…” Ed said submissively “…you can be as rough as you want with me… I don’t mind…”

Kyle snickered again.

“Yeah, bitch! Tell me something I don’t know! Now suck that fucking dick!”


“C’mon freshmen! Pick up the pace! You’re not going to bed till this place is fucking spotless!”

There were a few groans but the tipsy first years knew better than to back-mouth Mark Sweeney, Mr. Quarterback of the Stanford Cardinals. It was past 2:30 am and some of the seniors and juniors were still knocking back beer, kicking back on the couches of the common hall. The party had been a success but it was over now. Pretty much everyone was gone except for them, the frat brothers. The older kids were laughing their asses off, in a stupidly drunken way, while Jeff and the others were cleaning up the place.

The black jock was somewhat confused by a scene he had seen a few hours before and his mind wasn’t exactly focusing on the cleaning.

“Hey Sweeney! Too bad you didn’t kick that faggot’s ass!” someone said “What’s his name? Clark?” Jeff was too close to the group not to hear them.

“Hahahaha! Yeah, that stupid cunt thinks he’s so fucking smart! Showing his queer face at OUR party!” Mark said slurring, loving every minute of that spotlight time he had worked so hard to get back after that slutty whore Courtney and her friends had tried to ruin his rep, a few months before. “Guess what we did to him last time didn’t teach him shit!” the five or six wasted kids around him started laughing their ass off. No one else but Jeff seemed to pay attention to them.

“That’s cuz he’s stupid, bro! Why don’t we try again?” one of Mark’s buddies shouted and everybody laughed again.

“Hahaha! Yeah! But we gotta be waaaaaay more convincing this time! Couple of broken ribs ain’t gonna cut it! Hahaha!!” Mark slurred heavily, getting up from the couch and almost stumbling on the floor because of all the alcohol he had consumed.

“Yeeeeeeeaaaaahhhh!” was the answer he got from his friends.

Jeff couldn’t believe his ears. He simply could not. Mark Sweeney was a fucking rock star. Everybody loved him and looked up to him, even suck up to him. Sure, he was cocky and arrogant but he was entitled to have a little fun. He was the fucking quarterback, after all. The whole school was counting on him and that was simply his way of blowing off some steam. Jeff understood that kind of pressure better than any other, being in a very similar situation. But those things Mark had just said… That was what people called fagbashing. Nah, it was impossible! It had to be the booze talking, no question about it. Besides he was pretty tipsy himself so, he might have even heard them wrong, right? There was nothing to worry about. A good night’s sleep was gonna fix everything. Yeah, just a good night’s sleep.

To be continued …

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