“Ooh, this bitch is tight!” Clayton grins at his friends. I watch as the dick slowly pushes its way into Vic’s ass. My friend moaning around the underwear forced in his mouth, and pounding his fists against the mat from the pain and violation.
Slowly the black fuck stick disappears into Vic’s rear. First the purple tip, swallowed by my best friend’s ass. Then inch after inch of giant black fuck stick. Slowly driving into the hysterical teen. Until finally Clayton’s balls come to rest on the boy.
“Mmn, how’s that?” The black teen asks. All Vic can do is make garbled painful grunts. “Good, good. You gonna love this next part.”
With no gentleness, Clayton pulls his cock most of the way back out before swiftly ramming it back in.
Vic’s eyes go wide, and he goes silent. As if the air was knocked out of him. or maybe his soul.
Uncaring, Clayton begins fucking my friend’s ass fast and hard. Vic grunts with every thrust, but it’s as if the light in his eyes have gone out.
Something in my best friend has permanently broken.
Clayton fucks him energetically for a couple minutes. Laughing and joking with his friends as Vic passively grunts with each thrust. Then the black bully pulls his big dick out of Vic’s ass with a slight ‘pop!’
The big teen moves over behind me.
“Ok, bitch, your turn.” I feel his strong black hands tug my panties down, just barely uncovering my own round ass. The cool air against my revealed skin sends shivers through me.
One of the other boys gets down on Vic. Laughing and quickly shoving into the violated boy’s ass.
I feel Clayton’s lubed fingers probing at my own anus. Rubbing and circling my virgin flower.
“What do you say.” He growls above me.
“Thank you daddy.” I whine. I can feel the slightly painful, unwanted pressure as he pushes one finger inside me.
Then it’s out. But my relief is short lived as something large and unyielding presses against my tight bud.
I clench my eyes against the white hot pain, gripping the edge of the mat. Clayton’s big dick slowly pushing deeper and deeper in me.
After what seems like an eternity I finally feel his balls against my rear. His curly black hairs tickling my taint.
“Mmn, you tight too bitch. Best thank me for fucking you.” He whispers in my ear. His dick deep inside me.
A man’s dick is inside me.
Beyond the pain, I feel…I feel strangely full.
I would have thought having another boy’s dick up my ass would have removed any sense of my manhood. But it wasn’t anything on par with what was burned away when I whimpered, “Mmn, thank you daddy. Thank you for fucking me.”
Clayton laughs at my humiliation and pushes my face against the mat as I feel his dick slide out. Only for it to slam back in.
“Unh! Unh! Unh! Unh!” I grunt as he fucks me. Sounding more like a girl with each thrust.
My face rubs against the mat as Clayton jackhammers me. My little penis hard beneath me.
The first boy has finished with Vic. Then he too is replaced. Cum leaking out of my quiet friend’s gaping asshole.
Finally daddy’s dick twitches. I can feel it all up and down my abused hole as he fills me with his hot jizz. He groans loudly above me as he orgasms.
Then he swiftly pulls out. My ass clenches over and over. As if it wants to be filled again.
I don’t have to wait long. Jarome climbs on me and easily sticks his own massive dick up my rear.
I lay there and take it. Degraded, as the big black teen fucks me.
Minutes pass. I can see his friends getting dressed. Vic looks unconscious. Yet still the big black teen fucks me. His big dick grinding in and out of my sore rear.
Finally he grunts, “Bitch! Yeah!” As he fills my ass with his hot cum. Emptying his balls into me with a few final hard thrusts.
All I can do is lay there, my ass twitching over and over. My mind spinning, I feel dizzy and sick. I don’t even notice when the black boys leave.
Finally I sit up, only to find my little prick had drizzled it’s own cummies in my panties.
I should have taken them off, but used and ashamed I simply pull them up. My cum, and my bullys’ cum smeared on my body.
I shake Vic till I see some signs of life. Finally he moans and sits up. He seems really out of it.
I help him dress, and put on my own clothes. Then we make our separate ways home.
Black boys’ cum leaks out of my ass, into my frilly panties for the next hour.
The next week passes slowly. Mom can tell something is wrong. I tell her I’m getting bullied a bit at school. But when she asks what she can do to get involved, I just tell her to keep out of it.
Vic recovers even slower than I do. Missing a couple days and seeming distant even when he is at school.
The next Friday when I get to school something feels different. Kids are looking at me. Laughing behind my back it seems.
By lunch it was in front of my back. And people are calling me names in the halls.
Finally someone showed me. Pics have been posted to a message board a lot of students use.
Apparently that morning it was just a couple pics of me and Vic in our underwear. Later, a picture of us lightly kissing. Then by lunch it was of us making out, with hands down each other’s underwear.
That was it then. My reputation, such as it was, was ruined. But now the abuse could end.
Or so I thought.
After school Clayton’s boys bring Vic and me back to the gym.
My blond friend is very docile. He keeps his eyes downcast.
“This is over.” I announce. Trying to sound strong.
“Ain’t nothing over, bitch. This was never about the pictures.” Clayton says casually, sitting atop a pile of wrestling mats. He makes a motion.
Jarome grabs me and forces me on my tummy across Clayton’s lap. I struggle, but can’t stop him from pulling my jeans down. Then my blue lace panties.
WHAP! He begins spanking my ass hard. Again and again. The sting of his strong black hand against my tender rear. The other boys laughing at my painfully delivered lesson.
With my ass feeling like it was on fire from the vicious spanking I beg, “Please, please daddy! I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. I’ll be good daddy. I…I’ll be a good girl.” I don’t know why I said that last part. It just sort of came out.
He stops and pushes me to the floor. I rub my burning rear with tears in my eyes.
“It’s time for your next step to becoming sissies.” The black teen looks down at me. “Shave everywhere below your eyes. On Monday you will wear a skirt. Something above the knees. To show off your new smooth sissy legs. And a pretty top. Maybe a silk blouse or something. You will figure it out. Now make daddy happy.” He sneers at me.
Sniffling, like the little sissy I am, I lean in and pull out his big black dick. I can hear Vic drop to his knees behind me to please the other boys.
Soon we have both swallowed a couple loads of black boy juice.
I wipe jizz from my chin as the chuckling bullies walk away.
Over the weekend I start to panic. I need some girl’s clothes, but am almost broke after buying a bag full of panties.
Not sure what else to do I tell my mom. Not the whole story, just that my bully was demanding I wear girly clothes to school.
She demanded to know who it was, and finally I told her. Knowing it was a mistake immediately.