Billy remembered every detail of his time at Waterloo Road. Even after so long.
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It started with Shuey pushing him around and insulting him, and Billy cowering against the taunts and shoves whenever they happened. He knew he should fight back, but just couldn’t do it. The one time he had tried he had been held down and his trousers pulled down in the yard for the entire school to witness, and he was too ashamed to ask for help anymore, though some of his friends did their best to stay with Billy at all times.
That just meant Shuey waited until he was alone, and that was when the beatings started. A few slaps and punches at first until the battle of the bands evening, when Shuey caught Billy alone and kicked the crap out of him, leaving him bloodied on the floor as he stood over him and said, “Kiss my shoe.” Billy was curled up in pain, wondering what his bully was talking about when he was kicked again, and the order repeated, “Kiss my shoe.” Billy didn’t until another kick, and he cried out as he bent his head forward and kissed the trainer for a few seconds, and then Shuey walked away chatting on his phone as if nothing had happened.
The next week there was another beating at the canal, and Billy was once again instructed to kiss his bully’s shoe, which he did straight away this time as the lad knew he’d be made to do it regardless of any fight he put up. Seeing the teen follow his order, Shuey smirked at Boz who was standing nervously as he kept watch and said, “Again.” Billy looked up, his eyes full of fear and saw no rescue as he lowered his mouth and kissed the foot again, watching as Shuey mouthed the word “Again” to him. Billy did, and spent almost a full minute on the cold floor as he kissed the shoe of his tormentor, before slowly climbing to his feet as the two lads ran off laughing. By the end of the week, Billy was made to lick the shoe before rising.
They caught him on the path next to the school field on the next Monday, and Billy had a plan to hopefully avoid the pain, and as they surrounded him he sank down to the floor and let his lips touch Shuey’s trainer as the lad laughed his ass off at the submission. He let Billy kiss his shoe’s for a minute, before walking off and leaving Billy alone on the path, still kneeling as he cried in relief. No pain, just humiliation. He could live with that.
Over the next couple weeks that belief was pushed to its limit, as Billy let himself kneel to the smaller bully, kissing and licking his shoe’s whenever he was caught alone. One day he was pulled into an empty classroom and shoved to the floor, and earned himself a slap to the face before letting his head dip and he planted a kiss, taking time to show he was sorry as he made sure to lick both feet. He wasn’t allowed up until he had done the same to Boz’s trainers, and his face burned as he heard them walk off down the hall as they called him a loser. They caught him alone in the changing room, and Boz held his arms as Shuey shoved one of his socks into Billy’s face, both laughing as he struggled but not releasing him until he willingly opened his mouth and took the sweaty fabric into his mouth and immediately started to retch at the stink filled his head.
After that he knew he had to do something, and so for every moment in school he made sure to never be alone, hanging around awkwardly just so that he had no chance of being caught. But then Preston let him down by running back to the school to grab something, leaving Billy alone on the path, and Shuey was of course there to find him, and Billy was soon coughing and spluttering as the lad punched him hard in the stomach so he was bent double, another punch sending him to the ground. He towered over the weaker teen and waited for him to get up, grabbing his head and pulling it into his crotch as Billy struggled to break free, this new nightmare making him panic as Shuey cackled, rubbing his victim’s face against his trousers before saying the dreaded word, “Kiss.” Billy really didn’t want to but his body hurt from the attack, and just wanting it to end he let his lips purse together and tap the front of Shuey’s crotch. It was enough and they left him there, and it took a moment for Billy to realise he would never escape them, so why try.
He did try to speak to his Dad though, but the Headteacher didn’t understand what his son was saying. He just said, “Billy, you just got to stand up for yourself.”
—–
That most recent kiss had sealed Billy’s fate he knew, and that was made clear the next morning when he was pulled into the bushes off the canal and quickly pushed to his knees as Shuey stood over him with a proper shit eating grin as he chewed his gum and said, “Do it.” Billy slumped as he bent low, letting his lips kiss against the teen’s shoes, making sure to lick across each one as he spent a full minute on each one before rising back onto his heels where Shuey grabbed his hair and pulled his head forward, rubbing his tenting trousers against Billy’s face as he winced silently at the action. It kept going until Billy kissed the growing mound, and Shuey let him go and walked away, knowing Billy now understood what was expected.
It wasn’t every day, but by the end of the week, Billy was moving from the trainer’s to the crotch on his own, and Shuey expected him to remain with his mouth pressed against his bulge for longer until Billy was spending as long there as he was at his feet.
A week later and Shuey had lowered his zipper and forced Billy to kiss his dick through his boxers, and only a week after that Billy was undoing the trousers with his hands, and even holding them up as his head was pushed deeper into Shuey’s groin. He hated him, but as long as Shuey wasn’t hitting him, Billy let it happen. The smell had been off putting at first, but it no longer made him gag, neither did the flavour he tasted as he kissed the damp fabric of his bully’s underwear.
The new routine continued for another couple weeks, and though he did his best to avoid them, he wasn’t always successful as he was hauled into a empty class or round the back of a building and expected to kneel and kiss Shuey’s shoes or groin. Sometime’s Boz’s too, but only if Shuey told his mate to step up, Billy getting the sense the third teen was nervous about where this was going. In the changing room near the end of the week, Billy found his mouth covered with a piece of clothing and desperately tried to shove the hand away as laughter filled the room, and he felt his stomach drop as he finally succeeded and realised that Boz had shoved a pair of boxers onto his face, and as the other lads in his class laughed or shouted at them, he saw Shuey smirking as Boz walked over to him and handed him back the underwear. They both got a detention for that after one of the other student’s reported them, but they caught Billy on the canal again after skipping it, and he was made to kiss both bullies shoes and crotches, spending almost ten full minute’s on his knees as he made it up to them. He had tears in his eyes as his lips touched Shuey’s dick for the first time, the warm member at full attention as Billy kissed the tip, leaving a smear of precum as the bully pressed forward and let an inch slip into his mouth before tucking his penis away and fleeing as they heard someone approaching. Billy hid there, sobbing until the coast was clear and went home.
—–
He knew it would happen, but he still put up a token fight when cornered by Shuey on the field to school, but it was useless and he ended up getting dragged in a headlock back around to where it was quiet and no-one would disturb them. He was shoved to the ground and knelt there, pleading with his bully not to do this but Shuey just smiled and said, “I can go back to beating your ass, if you’d rather that.” Billy shook his head no, then was reaching out to pull open the trousers of his rival, then letting his hands pull down his boxer briefs until his dick revealed itself, where it hung in the air semi hard as Shuey waited patiently for Billy to touch it. This is where it had all been leading to, the slow break down of his weaker classmate until this moment, and he had to hold back his gasp as a cold hand touched his member and lifted it up and with a final plea of his eyes, Billy leant forward and sealed his lips around the head of his bully’s dick. Shuey groaned as the mouth sucked gently on him, not moving except for a suckling motion as he got used to the sensation of it on his lips, but then Shuey was pressing forward and Billy felt it slide onto his tongue and onward until almost the entire length was in his mouth. The tip bumped his throat and he almost gagged and scraped his teeth against the shaft, which made the other teen pull out and slap his head and say, “Watch those, or lose them.”
Billy had barely registered the slap before the erection was sliding into his mouth again, and then he was being orally fucked as he knelt there, body limp as his tormentor used his mouth for his own pleasure. A couple minute’s later and Billy wanted this to be over, so let his tongue flick against the dick as it glided in and out of his mouth and soon it had Shuey moan, “Knew you’d find your place, fag.” Billy closed his eyes at the insult, letting the other lad continue until he felt hands tighten and hold his head in place as Shuey thrust buried his dick in Billy’s mouth and grunted as he exploded his load straight into Billy’s mouth. Knowing it would happen and feeling it were two very different things, and Billy could only kneel in place as the dick painted his mouth with cum, to the point he had to swallow it or drown and so while hating himself, he swallowed the whole lot, his mouth drinking down the liquid as it continued to land on his tongue, Shuey never pulling out until he was spent. Finally Billy was allowed to pull away, Shuey’s dick wet and just hanging in the air as he sat back on his heels and tasted the new flavour in his mouth as the bully tucked away and patted his head as he ran off, the bell sounding in the distance for registration. Billy was left staring into space as he remained where he was, a single tear streaming down his face as he knew this was the start of a new angle of his torture, and resolved to make his life as easy as possible from now on.
With that decided, when he saw Shuey standing next to the canal on his way home, it was Billy that walked into the bushes first and knelt while the other teen followed, standing in front of his prey as the lad reached up and unzipped his trousers and pulled his dick out, taking the 7″ member into his mouth and starting to suck on it. Nothing had been said, and in five minute’s Shuey was groaning as he fired his load into Billy’s mouth, feeling the guy choke and swallow his cum. He pulled out, wiping his dick along the kneeling lad’s lips before tucking his penis away and crouched down to stare into his face and ask, “You’ve given up?”
Billy tried to meet the gaze but could only nod his head and say, “Just don’t tell anyone, please.” Shuey looked at him closely, a seed of doubt forming in his head and just left.
—–
That had been the day before half term started, and Billy hardly left the house unless forced to by his Dad, and the entire time he expected Shuey to pop up and drag him off someplace. But nothing happened, not until the last night when Billy got a message from a hidden account telling him to meet outside, and as he went to the window he saw Shuey standing in the shadows of his garden and his stomach dropped. He pulled on his coat and snuck out of the house, praying his Dad wouldn’t hear him and follow, and he stepped into the garden to see the other lad hiding behind the shed in the corner. Billy checked the area was clear as he hurried across, one last look at the house before standing in front of his tormentor in silence for a long time before falling to his knees and starting what was expected. He was bobbing his mouth along the length when he felt a hand tug at his hair, guiding him as he heard Shuey whisper, “I won’t tell, long as you keep doing this. Whenever, wherever I say. Got it?” Billy nodded his head, still sucking on the penis as Shuey started to fuck into his mouth and a few minute’s later Billy’s mouth was flooded with teen spunk that he gulped down with little trouble. It was Billy that put Shuey back into his jeans, and then Shuey was stooping down to stare into his face as he stated, “When Boz is there, just kiss like before, nothing else. But alone, you do this, understood?” Billy stared back, trying to hold back his relief, not trusting the bully but nodding as he had no real choice.
“Thank you,” Billy whispered.
Shuey scoffed at the words and ordered Billy to open his mouth, which the other lad did, expecting Shuey to check he had swallowed his seed, and was shocked when the other teen spat into his open mouth. Billy knew better than to spit the glob of saliva out, and just let it sit in his mouth until Shuey told him to swallow, which he did as he closed his eyes in shame. He was forced to endure the humiliation three more times, Shuey letting a long string of saliva fall slowly into Billy’s mouth before watching his victim swallow all of it and leaving. Billy wanted to cry, but was also numb as he staggered his way back to his house, happy that there was some understanding between them as he hoped the new term would be easier now Shuey knew he wouldn’t fight back.
That first week back had Billy on his knees welcoming his two bullies back to school, kissing their feet and also had his face rubbed into Shuey’s crotch, and it pained him to hear them laughing as they insulted him but at least Boz refused the offer of joining the degradation. But Shuey kept his word, and Billy managed to avoid them the rest of the day, until he was met on the path and followed Shuey to the site of his first submission and he once again sucked the other teen off.
Days later, and the same happened. And the next day. Then not for two more.
Billy never knew when the time would come, but it always did. He got the sense that Boz wasn’t happy with what was happening, as he spent less and less time watching his friend humiliate their classmate but Billy was just happy to not be getting beaten up anymore. And as long as his secret was kept, he could put up with what was happening. It didn’t disgust him anymore when he felt the bully explode in his mouth, and he had gotten used to the flavour filling his mouth, but had gotten used to carrying gum in order to mask the smell from his friends and his father. And he was getting better at it, managing to bring his bully to orgasm by using his tongue and hands, telling himself it was better to play along and get it over with, ignoring the way Shuey would call him names. In fact he preferred that to when the other lad would tell him, “Great job.” That felt worse to Billy than the insults.
Not that the regular blowjobs stopped his torment. He had sucked Shuey off in the bushes on the canal one morning, and it wasn’t until he reached school that he was told by a friend that he had some gum in his hair. Billy spent ages trying to pry the sticky stuff out of his hair, knowing Shuey had planted it there that morning while getting sucked off, and he blushed that he hadn’t even noticed as he’d been so caught up in what he was doing with his mouth. Another time he had been sat in his Dad’s office with Shuey as they were waiting for yet another talk about the tension between them when his father left them for a few minute’s and Shuey stood and leaned against the desk to watch the window and muttered, “Kiss.” Billy hesitated a moment too long, before kneeling and planting a kiss to the growing tent right there in the principal’s office of his school, the office of his father, and kept moving his mouth over the crotch as Shuey checked no-one was watching he lowered his zipper and reached in to pull his boxer briefs open. Billy glanced up at the bully’s face only to see him smirk, looking back up to watch the windows as Billy leaned in and took the semi hard penis into his mouth. A gentle suck and Shuey pulled his head forward, making Billy swallow the entire thing as his nose pressed into the open zip, his head flooded with the musky scent of the other lad as he continued to suck a few seconds longer and he was shoved backward as Shuey jumped back into his chair and fumbled at his groin.
Billy just made it into his seat as his Dad walked in and told Shuey, “Get out, you.” The bully shrugged and grabbed his bag as the head teacher called out, “Shuey.” He turned to see the man point down to his crotch and checked to see his zipper still down, and with a smirk at the guys son, Shuey pulled it up and left. Billy got a long lecture about staying away from the teen, but after school he found Shuey waiting for him at home, and as his Dad was still at some meeting he had no choice but to lead his bully into his house where he had to suck him off in his bedroom. That night, his Dad questioned why some money had gone missing, and Billy ended up taking the blame and being grounded for the weekend.
—–
A few weeks and many more blowjobs later and it was time for the mock exams to start, and the whole school was on edge with revision and tension. The only one that didn’t seem to care was Shuey, and the morning of his first exam Billy got a message to meet him at the top of the school’s main staircase. He trudged his way up the stairs to his fate, wondering when they had started messaging to arrange hookups rather than surprise encounters, and realised it had been a while now, and also that Shuey seemed willing to delay if Billy asked wich was strange. They still met at the canal or on the hidden area just of that path at the back of school, but it had been agreed instead of sprung on him, and as he reached the top he had to think why the bully was allowing that. As he saw him standing there and leaning against the wall on his phone, Billy also realised that he wasn’t getting beaten or insulted anywhere near as much as he used to when this first started, and while he’d never describe them as friends, the other teen was much less hostile toward him now.
Billy dropped his bag to the floor and walked over and asked, “Can we not do this now? I’ve gotta exam and..”
Shuey said, “Shut up, its just a mock. Daddy won’t care I’m sure.” Billy flinched at the words, knowing his father would not be happy to find out he’d skipped an exam, even if it was just a mock and that he’d be punished later but as the man was away at some Academy meeting he kept quiet as Shuey glared at him. Billy thought he saw a flicker of emotion but thought he must have imagined it as he was knelt at his tormentor’s feet and reaching out to undo his trousers and fish out his dick, used to what was expected of him by now. He had been nervous the first few times they’d met here, where it felt so public and risky, but he realised it was fine as they could hear people if they started to come up the stairs, and the only reason to come up to this level was to get to the roof. They had been interrupted a couple times, but usually Billy managed to finish Shuey off before they were found, leaving him to rush off to his next lesson and be lectured by a frustrated teacher. He took the growing dick into his mouth and started to suck, his head bobbing along the length as his tongue flicked against the underside, swirling around the tip as he pulled back, listening as Shuey moaned softly a the touch. Billy had learned what got Shuey off quickly, and used every method he’d learned, hoping he’d get to the hall and beg to be allowed to start a little late.
The stairwell was silent except for the muffled sucking and moaning from the two teens at the top, and it was only five minute’s before Shuey held Billy’s head and thrust forward, letting his load splash against the kneeling lad’s throat before slumping back against the wall as the tongue started to clean his dick. Billy was about to pull off and stand up when he felt a hand hold the back of his head in place and he looked up to see Shuey staring down at him and as they locked eyes the shorter teen said, “Stay.” Billy was confused, as usually he was allowed to leave when they were done, but Shuey continued to look down at him as he held the slowly deflating penis in his mouth, for some reason salivating as the tip rested on his tongue and leaked a final drop into his mouth. Minute’s passed as Shuey held Billy’s head down on his now soft penis and then he pushed back a little until Billy was about to drop the flaccid member and said, “Open more.” Billy did, and his eyes widening as he saw the lad’s free hand drop and lift his balls up and placed them into his open mouth, his entire oral space now taken up by the bully’s genitals as he opened even wider to prevent hitting them with his teeth. They just sat there in his mouth for a few more minute’s, Billy’s mouth full of the sweaty ballsack and soft penis, and as it got more uncomfortable he had to swallow the small puddle of spit at the back of his throat. That just made his tongue slide under the balls, pressing the dick to the roof of his mouth and made Shuey gasp loud enough to echo in the silent space.
They froze as they listened for anyone heading up to investigate, but no-one did so they relaxed a little, and then Billy was sucking on Shuey’s genitals softly. The other lad stared down in wonder, but Billy just kept going, letting his tongue move slowly under his balls before raising his hands to open up Shuey’s trousers some more in order to pull his boxer briefs down some more and in one move he had let the dick slip from his mouth and latched onto the ballsack and started kissing them. Licking them. Sucking them into his mouth and swapping from one to the other, and back again as Shuey tightened his hand in his hair and moaned. Billy went from them back to the shaft, kissing and licking it before returning to the hanging balls, and knew there was no going back from this as he lifted his mouth and caught Shuey’s full erection again and he was sucking on it, bobbing his head along it until Shuey groaned and flooded his mouth for a second time.
This time Billy made no attempt to stand or pull away and just let the dick rest in his mouth, slowly softening as he held it on his tongue for a few minute’s as Shuey leaned back on the wall and stared at the empty space on the far wall. His trousers were open all the way and the front of his underwear pulled down that all Billy could see was the trimmed pubes of the other lad, or bits of the wall either side of him, or if he chose to he could look up at the towering figure of Shuey Weever standing over him. Billy wondered again why this wasn’t bothering him more, knowing it should, but as the time passed and he remained kneeling, he just started to suckle on the member once more. It stirred back to life as he nursed on the thing, getting longer and filling out as Billy sucked on it and Shuey finally looked down at him and stared at the lad sucking him, a confused look on his face. His hand moved to touch Billy’s face tenderly as he sucked him off, barely a seconds contact before he let his hand slide around and begin tugging at his hair, guiding the other lad along his shaft as he started to thrust his hips forward.
Billy had lost all track of time since he had knelt, just that this was his third blowjob of the meeting. Or was it all one, as his mouth had never left the genital’s of the other teen since they’d started. His hands hung limp in his lap as he stared up at Shuey, the bully that had turned him into his own personal cocksucker, and Billy let him use his mouth as hands clasped behind his head and Shuey started to hammer his hips faster and harder, the space filled for a few seconds with the sound of Billy gagging on the dick as it struck his throat repeatedly until Shuey slowed down to make sure no-one had heard. Silence, so he took hold of Billy’s head again, wrapping his hands around the neck and bending his knees just enough that his quick rapid thrusts aimed up into Billy’s mouth. The change in angle let the other lad cope with the thrusts better, though he still choked whenever Shuey pressed deep into his mouth, and then he stopped and stood straight again. Billy kept bobbing his head, hands still resting on his legs as he submitted to the assault on his mouth, preparing himself for the next effort. Shuey waited a full minute this time, making sure no-one was coming when he took hold again and restarted, once again letting his hips slam up into Billy’s mouth as his hands pulled the other lads head forward, his balls slapping against Billy’s chin as he tried to contain his moaning. The only other sound was the wet punch of his dick striking Billy’s throat, and it filled the stairwell for almost a full minute before Shuey let go and leant back on the wall as he breathed hard from the almost climax he’d denied himself and stared down at Billy kneeling there with the throbbing erection still in his mouth and said, “You’ll really let me do anything as long as I keep your secret.”
Billy felt his face redden, waiting a moment before nodding his head while sucking gently on the member and then rose up on his knees and placed his hands up on Shuey’s waist as he gradually started bobbing his head faster, fucking his mouth onto the dick as he sucked the thing harder. Hands tangled in his hair again as they pulled him down harder, the grip tightening as Shuey groaned and fired his third load of the morning into the throat of the other teen. Billy swallowed the lot, his stomach filling with another dose of spunk, his mouth immediately starting clean up until he was sure he’d caught every drop and then sank back to his heels while keeping the deflating erection in his mouth. It sat on his tongue, shrinking but never fully softening as Billy’s lips played along the shaft as he breathed, and then they locked eyes again as Shuey’s glazed eyes met Billy’s. Bully and victim stared at each other, not saying a word for the longest time until Shuey pulled out his phone and tapped a few times on the screen, and Billy winced as he heard the click of a photo being taken. Then another, and then the phone was being tucked away again as Shuey said, “There’s ten minute’s left of the exam.” Billy was stunned, realising that they’d been up here alone for over 45 minutes, Billy’s mouth never empty of some part of his bully’s genitals, right here at the top of the school. Then Shuey said, “What should we do?”
Billy pleaded with his eye’s but the bully just stared back, eyes blank. Neither moved for a full minute, Billy’s jaw aching from all it had been through when Shuey said something that made his blood run cold. “I do kinda need a piss, ya know?” Billy shook his head, lips sealing around the dick’s head as he did so that he wouldn’t lose hold of it and could swear he saw the other lad consider it as he asked, “You don’t want me to?” Billy nodded this time, his eyes trying to convey how much he wanted it not to happen when Shuey asked a second question, “But you’d let me?” Billy froze, staring up at the bully standing over him and thought on the statement, and in answer he just closed his eyes and waited with his mouth holding the dick. It was the longest silence of his life as he knelt there with eyes closed waiting for the burst of urine to fill his mouth, praying it wouldn’t happen but also that he’d be able to take it all without staining his uniform, when Shuey said, “Make it worth my while not to.”
Billy’s eyes shot open and he saw Shuey stare back with a determined look on his face as the other lad started to suck on him again. This was like no other blowjob he’d given, as Billy used every trick and skill he’d learned or seen in porn to pleasure his bully. He bobbed his head over it, sucking a different speed or pressure, lapping and swirling his tongue around the head and shaft, his hands reaching around Shuey’s body and pulling his trousers down over his ass and gripping his cheeks as he pulled him forward. Minute’s of this and he pulled his mouth from the erection, but immediately he was kissing down the length until he reached the balls hanging underneath and started sucking on them while his hand grasped the shaft and jacked it slowly while he sucked both balls individually and then together. Billy pulled back, sucking on the sack until it fell from his mouth and then dived onto the leaking head, lapping up the precum as he slid his mouth over the member, Shuey unable to stop a series of soft moans leaving his mouth. Billy let out some of his own, the vibration sending his bully mad as he thrust his hip forward, but Billy’s hands reached around to hold his ass again and held him in place as he serviced the other lad with enthusiasm. He kind of lost himself in what he was doing, never noticing as one hand left the ass cheek it was groping and slid up underneath Shuey’s shirt and started playing with his nipple as Billy’s mouth sucked harder and faster. That caught the bully by surprise as he bucked forward and just as the bell rang out to signal the end of lesson, Shuey roared as he exploded into Billy’s mouth, not even caring if anyone heard his shout. It was his fourth orgasm of the morning, of the hour, and yet it might have been the biggest and most intense he’d ever experienced, and as he slumped back against the wall he felt the other lad still sucking on his dick as he cleaned up every trace, trying to capture every drop before falling back on his heels and finally letting the dick fall from his lips.
Shuey was left leaning on the wall, his trousers pulled down to his thighs and underwear tucked underneath his balls, his shirt lifted enough to show a hairy trail on his abdomen, and he was panting heavily as he recovered. Billy was still kneeling, his hair a mess after so much pulling and gripping, his uniform stained with spit and cum that he had failed to contain, and he rubbed his jaw as it ached from the hour long session it had endured. His stomach was churning with four loads of Shuey Weever cum, but between the cock warming and active sucking, he felt empty now for some reason, and as the space filled up with the noise of hundred’s of students leaving their classes and heading to the next, they both remained still and waited. Doors closed all over the school as silence returned to the stairwell, and Billy spoke the first words since this started by asking, “Can I go now?”
Shuey waited a moment before standing straight and pulling himself together, tucking his now soft dick into his boxer briefs and pulling his trousers up again, not answering until he squatted down to meet Billy on his level as he remained kneeling. Billy was astonished to see tears in Shuey’s eyes as he stared at him, and then he spoke. Shuey said, “D’you know its my birthday today.” Billy had no words because how would he know that, so he shook his head and flinched as Shuey raised his hand, relaxing as he watched Shuey wipe his eye’s to clear the tears and saw the shorter teen’s face fall as he said, “I’m not going to beat you again, cause that’s over for us. Got it?” Billy looked into Shuey’s eyes and nodded as the bully asked, “Why?” Billy was confused at the question as Shuey asked again, “Why is that over for us?” He wracked his brain thinking when Shuey reached his hand out and grabbed Billy’s crotch, and Billy felt the hand grab his dick which for some reason was rock hard and tenting his trousers, and he gasped as his bully squeezed his erection. The other lad stared at Billy react until they locked eyes and he explained, “I won. I beat you down, and made you mine.” Billy shook his head, but another squeeze had him whimpering as Shuey said, “Yes. Just to stop me, you gave your mouth to me. At school, in your perfect little home.” Another squeeze, Billy’s mouth open to answer back but unable to find the words as Shuey stated, “Made yourself my fag just to stop me hitting you.” A squeeze and he said, “A few weeks I’d have gotten bored, but you knelt down for me.” Billy had tears in his own eyes now as Shuey groped his dick again and whispered, “Fag.”
Then Shuey kissed him fiercely and angrily, surprising Billy as he felt a tongue plunge into his mouth as the two lads locked lips, the bully continuing to squeeze Billy through his trousers as he slipped his tongue back into Shuey’s mouth. And then he pulled back, raised his head a couple inches and spat into Billy’s open mouth, just as his hand brought Billy to orgasm in his trousers. Billy groaned as he felt his dick explode into his boxers, the huge blast soaking into the fabric and through to his trousers, and he knew in some part of his mind he would have to change quickly. Right now though his eyes rolled back into his head as he closed his mouth and swallowed the wad of saliva, his mind racing at the intensity of his climax and swimming with the words Shuey had said to him. He heard the other lad stand up and walk away, leaving Billy kneeling on the floor and spent and Billy called out, “Shue.” The shorter teen stopped, waiting for a reaction that had long been overdue when he heard Billy say, “Happy Birthday.” Shuey never turned to look at him, but Billy thought he saw his shoulders rise and heard him breath deeply before the lad left, taking the stairs two at a time as he hurried off.
Billy stood up, his legs burning after kneeling for so long on the hard cold floor, picked up his bag and went to change his boxers. Luckily he had a free period now after the mock exam he missed, and hid in the stall waiting for his trousers to dry after cleaning them, thinking with his head in his hands what the last hour meant for his future.
—–
He didn’t see Shuey for a week, hearing whispers and rumours that he’d ran away or been arrested, but no-one seemed to know for sure. Billy asked his father but the man would only say, “He won’t be a issue anymore.” The second week passed, and it was like the school had forgotten all about Shuey Weever, except for Billy who expected him to pop out of a bush or from around a wall, but nothing happened. And another week, nothing.
Billy was in the shower of the changing rooms, washing after his football game when he heard the shower curtain pull back and he spun around while clasping his hands over his dick and balls. He was about to speak when he saw Shuey standing there in just a pair of his white boxer briefs, finger to his lips to tell Billy to be quiet as the curtain closed behind him. The room was so noisy with chatting and laughing of the team, each shower turning off as the other lads finished up and went to change back into their clothes while Billy stood up against the far wall of his shower cubicle naked, shocked and scared at the appearance of his tormentor. The water shut off automatically, leaving them both standing silently, the tension building as Billy heard the others leaving him behind. His eyes took in the sight of Shuey Weever, and Billy realised this was the first time he’d seen his bully exposed like this, as the only part Billy had seen before was his genitals which were the only thing hidden by his underwear, and they were beginning to bulge as the dick grew. The shorter lad was fit, his body toned and with a few tattoo’s dotted over it, and Billy couldn’t stop his eyes as they travelled over him and against his will his own dick started to fill out and he tried to hide it by covering his crotch with his hands. The whole changing room was silent now, just their breathing echoing in the small space until Shuey said, “I’m leaving. Got suspended again, so fuck it.”
Billy’s heart raced, conflicted emotions hitting him at the words, what they meant and what would happen tomorrow, but a part of him would miss his bully. He didn’t know why it was true, but it was and he let his hands drop to his sides to show his own growing erection and stepped forward before kneeling again. He had spent so much time in this position, but to do it naked was so different that his hands shook as he raised them to peel Shuey’s boxer briefs down, until they fell to the floor and the lad lifted his feet as Billy removed the last piece of clothing and left them both naked together for the first time. Shuey’s thick 7″ dick, that Billy was so familiar with after all these months looked huge on his nude body, hanging erect and pointed right at Billy’s face as he grasped it in his hand and began to lick it. The first touch of his tongue made Billy softly moan, and then he was kissing and licking all over the shaft as Shuey leaned back on the tiled wall, letting the other lad work his dick and groaned when the mouth closed over his tip and began to suck. Billy sucked gently as his hand reached up to play with Shuey’s balls, while his tongue glided over the member when he bobbed his head over the piece. Time passed as the blowjob intensified, Billy speeding up and sucking harder, his hands reaching out to stroke Shuey’s body and legs as he did his best to pleasure the other lad, telling himself it was to finish this more quickly while his own dick throbbed and leaked onto the wet floor between his legs. The 6″ erection was desperate for release as it hung from his body, but Billy’s only focus was Shuey’s dick and as he sped up neither realised they were both moaning loudly and that anyone that walked in would find them. Another minute, and Billy’s throat opened and he managed to take the huge shaft whole, the head passing into the tight space and sitting there as Billy’s throat squeezed the tip hard, causing Shuey to cry out as he exploded. His first blast fired straight down Billy’s neck, the second hitting the back of his mouth and he swallowed, the dick pumping more cum onto his tongue as the lad tried to keep up with it. Some spilled out from his lips, but he managed to drink most of what Shuey had to give, and then he was licking the member clean.
Billy spent time lapping at the other teen, collecting any spill that matted Shuey’s pubes or dripped onto his balls, and only when he was done did he sit back on his heels and look up, his eyes a little glazed over as he stared up at the towering figure that had changed his life in a matter of months. Shuey looked down at him, the kneeling lad breathing hard and looking turned on as his hands unknowingly moved to start to jacking his dick as it throbbed hard between his legs, a smear of cum at the side of his mouth that he had missed. Shuey had to take a step away, his emotions rising as he said, “This is for your Dad.” Billy’s eyes seemed to focus for a second, and then he felt a hot stream of piss hit his chest, and he cried out in disgust. His hand’s reached up to cover his face but Shuey aimed carefully, making sure to cover every part of Billy’s torso and down over his legs, and then directed the last of his piss to land right onto Billy’s erection. The hot liquid soaked his pubes quickly, and cascaded on his dick as Billy started to cry at the humiliation, praying for it to end as he kept protecting his face from the urine falling onto his body. As the stream died and stopped, he lowered his hand and looked down at himself still on his knees and soaked in piss, realising his face and hair had been spared the hosing but the rest of his body covered, his genital’s dripping in the liquid and his dick semi hard. A tear ran down his cheek as Shuey checked the room was still clear and said, “I’ll wait while you shower off.”
Billy knelt there alone for a moment, and then reached up to turn the water back on, sighing as the hot water ran down his body and cleaned it as he stayed on the floor. His erection grew again at the stimulation of the water beating down on it, and he grasped it wash it clean of the urine, and it soon turned into a quick climax as he exploded onto the shower floor with a groan that he hoped Shuey wouldn’t hear. He stood up slowly, soaping up his body twice to make sure he was clean, and when he was about to leave he saw Shue’s boxer briefs in the corner where Billy had tossed them a short time ago. He bent and picked them up, they felt heavy in his hand after being soaked through by the shower and wrapped his towel around his waist as he walked back out to the changing room. Shuey was sat on the bench, dressed in jeans and track top, rubbing his face as he saw Billy walk in and start to dry off. Nothing was said as Billy threw the wet underwear onto the floor and pulled his clothing on, doing his best to hide his body from Shuey as he did, awkwardly putting his boxers on underneath the towel before letting it drop to pull on his trousers. He sat on the bench opposite Shuey, neither saying anything as Billy stopped and stared at the other lad and asked, “You’re really going?”
Shuey nodded his head and said, “There’s nothing for me here.”
Billy stared and muttered, “I’m glad.” He bent and pulled his socks on, then his shoes as he did his best to ignore the bully while he finished getting ready and then he stood to find Shuey stood next to him. The shorter teen grabbed his head and pulled him down and the two kissed, teeth clashing as Billy tried to push him away and then Shuey was leaving, and he was almost running from the room as Billy stood there panting. His eye saw the boxer briefs in a puddle on the floor, and after a pause he bent and grabbed them, throwing them still wet into his bag and leaving the changing room.
—–
That was the last he saw of Schumacher Weever, or so he thought. Six years had passed and Billy had got through his exams, managed to get into University and even met a girl that he could see a future with. He was planning to propose when he was at a bar with friends from work, and he sensed someone watching him and a quick glance around and he saw him at a table in the corner, staring at Billy and paying no attention to anyone else. Billy’s mouth was dry in an instant, and he tried his best to ignore the gaze until his friends left and Billy said he’d stay to finish his drink. He was alone now, and the place was emptying out but Shuey remained in his seat, watching. Billy bought another and set his back and walked over to join his former classmate, a guy that he had thought was well in his past and he sat down and said, “Shuey, what are you doing here?” He looked the other man over, seeing the lad he’d known had smartened up, nice clothes and expensive looking watch, his dark purple shirt open to show a large chain and some defined muscle from time working out.
Shuey smiled and said, “Its Shue now actually, and I’m here for work.” Billy listened as he explained he’d was now a fairly successful salesman that travelled the country and was in town for some conference. He saw the stunned look on Billy’s face and said that he’d finally got his head straight after leaving Waterloo Road, put his head down and managed to get some decent qualifications. Billy was thrown as Shue asked about him, and Billy told him about Uni and work, that he was hoping to become a teacher, or maybe a social worker or something. Shue smiled as he said, “You’ll do good at that, you helped me when I didn’t deserve it.” It was lucky Billy was sitting down or he probably would have fell down as Shue explained, “I was awful to you, the worst things I ever did was to you. But you.. you were probably the closest person I had back then, other than my sister. My foster home was shit, I thought that the school never gave a crap about me, but you.. you could have really fucked things up for me but you didn’t. I was going through some bad shit, and took it out on the new kid with the perfect life. You never said a word, and I never knew why.” Billy stared at the man that had made his life hell, and he had no answer when Shue continued, “That last day.. in the shower. I want to say I hated myself for that as soon as I left you in there. I sat and watched you changing and wanted to say sorry, to try and take it back and beg you not to tell anyone and forgive me for everything I’d done. But I was stupid and ran off, waiting for the police or someone to come and deal with me, but you never told anyone did you?”
Billy took a long moment and shook his head no and admitted, “You were leaving, and I just wanted to forget it ever happened. It took a while, but I did.” They sat in silence until Billy asked, “Why did you kiss me before you left?”
Shue shifted uncomfortably and said, “I didn’t want the last memory of me to be.. what I did.” Billy looked at him for a long moment before nodding, and Shue said, “I am so sorry Billy. For all of it.”
Billy sat back in his seat, the years of tension about that day and what he’d been through slipping away as he absorbed the apology, and Shue raised his hand to signal for more drinks for them both. They were quiet until the drinks arrived, and then they tried some awkward chat that faltered when Shue asked, “So are you seeing anyone?”
Billy sipped his drink and said, “Yeah, actually. Umm.. we met at Uni, and been together ever since.. yeah, I’m actually thinking of proposing at christmas.” Shue nodded, but Billy thought he saw a slight grin cross his face but dismissed it as he asked, “What about you?”
Shue shook his head and said, “No, not at the minute.” He stared at the other man and then got to his feet and said, “Just going to pop to the loo.” Billy watched him walk off, impressed with how Shuey Weever seemed to have pulled his life together, his confidence and thought how he looked good in his pricey clothes and after a minute Billy stood up and followed. He entered the men’s room to find Shuey leaning on the sink as though waiting for him, and the two stared at each other for an eternity before Shue walked into the stall, holding the door open and knowing Billy would follow. Billy stepped into the stall, questioning why he was doing this when he was pressed up to the wall and they were kissing, not the angry fierce kiss of their youth, but slow and hungry as his hand wrestled to try and lock the door. Shue broke the kiss and Billy slipped down the wall, crouching as he tugged open Shuey’s trousers and swallowed half his dick in one movement, and then he was transported back in time, the taste of his former bully’s dick so familiar that he was bobbing his head over it for the first time in years and licking every inch. Shue leaned on the wall over him, the towering figure moaning as he said, “Oh fuck, I forgot how good you make feel.” Billy closed his eyes and used all the skill he had tried to forget to end this quickly, knowing they had no time before someone came in, and after only a couple of minute’s his mouth was flooded with cum, the first time it had happened since that last time back in that shower cubicle. There had been no other man that Billy had been with since, and as he let the dick slip from his mouth he wondered what had come over him.
There had been no threat, no pressure, no hint at it being expected when Shue had left him at the table, but Billy had followed. As he stood up he was stunned to find himself pressed back to the wall and Schumacher Weever pulled him into a deep kiss, the shorter man pulling Billy down to him and they both moaned a little as they made out until they sprang apart as someone came into the men’s room and stood at the urinal to pee. The sound of it striking the porcelain was all that could be heard as Billy wiped his mouth and his eyes, looking on as Shue tucked his dick away and zipped up, looking smug as he flashed a smile at the other guy starting to freak out. It might be the first genuine smile he’d given his former classmate and as the stranger left the room Shue stepped forward again and cornered Billy against the wall as he let his hands pull open Billy’s trousers and quickly slipped a hand into them to grasp his erection, and then it was Billy’s turn to gasp as the hand started to jack him off. It was the first time Shuey had touched him there without some piece of clothing getting in the way, and Billy struggled to hold back a moan as he gripped Shue’s arms to hold on to something as Shue grinned wider as his hand sped up, and he only lasted a minute before his dick spurted over the floor and Shue’s hand as it milked him of every drop. Billy was embarrassed at how quick he had climxed, and muttered, “Sorry.”
Shue waved it off and brought his hand up to his mouth and sucked some of the cum from his thumb and said, “Mmm.. It’s all good, but I think you need to break up with her.” Billy’s jaw dropped, shocked at the suggestion as much as he was by the sight of his former bully enjoying his cum, and was about to ask why when Shue chuckled while taking some toilet paper and wiping the rest of his hand clean as he said, “Mate, you weren’t with me one full hour before you were following me in here and sucking me off.” Billy blushed, wanting to argue but having no argument to the truth, and he put his softening dick away and zipped up, the two not saying anything until Shue passed him a business card. Billy looked at it for a second as Shue said, “So I’m in town til Sunday. If you want to meet again, to have a drink or.. whatever, call me.”
Billy tried to scoff as he said, “Why would I want that?”
Shue pressed him back to the wall and kissed him again, slow and intense, with Billy sinking slightly to make the kiss easier and then pulled back, smiling as Billy leaned forward to follow and Shue said, “I hope you call, I really want to start making up for everything I did.” Billy looked confused, then Shue kissed him again just as deeply as before, and as someone walked into the men’s room he broke the kiss and moved to whisper in Billy’s ear, “It’ll be the best sex of your life.” He bit down on Billy’s ear, tugging it gently with his teeth before opening the stall door and leaving Billy behind, holding the card in his hand as he listened to water running over at the sink and then the door closing. He didn’t know how much longer he stood there, but after clearing up his mess off the floor, Billy left the toilet to find no sign of Shue in the bar and went home, the business card tucked into his pocket.
—–
It took him two days to call, and they arranged to meet up at the restaurant at 8 on Friday night. Billy spent the whole day arguing with himself to stay away, to run in any direction as long as it got him away from Schumacher Weever, but at 7:30 he was stood outside the hotel waiting and trying to build his confidence. He told himself he wasn’t going to enter, but twenty minute’s later he walked into the lobby to find Shue sat in a chair in a nice suit and dark red shirt, and he stood up to welcome Billy and pointed to the bar. They sat together as Shue said, “I thought you might not come.”
Billy smiled nervously and admitted, “Me too.” They clinked their glasses together, and after sitting at their table they soon fell into conversation of the last six years as they enjoyed a nice meal, and Shue grinned as Billy asked the waiter for their bill before dessert could be discussed and Shue offered his credit card before the waiter could leave the table, and they both smiled awkwardly as they waited for the card to come back, each one downing their drinks quickly leaving the table to stand in the lobby and waiting for one of them to speak when Billy said, “So, should I..?”
Shue interrupted as he finished, “Come upstairs.” Billy breathed deeply and nodded, and the two men walked to the lift, waiting patiently for the lift to arrive, entering in silence and then travelling up to Shue’s room on the upper floors. They walked down the corridor, and as he stepped into the suite Billy was stunned at the view of the city out of the window’s, the amazing view telling him Shue was doing very well for himself if this is what he could afford. Billy was standing at the glass looking out when Shue walked up and handed him a glass of wine, and they sipped their drinks until Shue placed his free hand on Billy’s lower back, smoothing over it.
Billy gulped as he asked, “How do I know this isn’t some new fucked up way of fucking up my life all over again?”
Shue’s hand stopped and he finally said, “I guess.. I guess you don’t.” Billy stared at his former classmate closely, searching his eyes for any trace of deceit or betrayal, and then took Shue’s glass and his own and placed them on the small window ledge. He faced Shue and pulled him forward, bending his neck to take the shorter man into a kiss, both of them sliding their tongue’s into the other’s mouth. They made out at the window for a long time, hands running over each other as they pushed their shirts off until they were both standing in just trousers, their bodies as close as possible as Billy bent Shue back as the kiss became more passionate. He pulled them back up as hands started to tug open his button, and they split apart to kick away their shoes and push down their trousers leaving them both in their underwear and breathing heavily. Each man looked the other over, Billy’s tall frame showing his time spent in the gym to bulk up to match his broad shoulder’s while not being overly muscles, and Shue’s trim body looked fit and toned like a boxer’s with rippling abs and strong arms. Shue’s boxer briefs bulged as they struggled to contain his erection, and Billy reached out to grope at it as they stepped together and kissed again, Shue’s hands matching Billy’s movement as they rubbed each other through the last piece of clothing. Billy started to peel Shue’s underwear down, but felt hands stop him as his former bully said, “No. It’s my turn.”
Shue led Billy over to the seating area, and Billy stood there he felt Shue kiss his way down his body, spending time licking his nipples and down his stomach as he knelt on the floor, reaching out to pull Billy’s tenting boxers down his legs. Billy’s 8″ dick sprang free, and his heart raced as he was left naked in front of Schumacher Weever, a man that had tormented him badly, and now was grasping his dick and had started to lick over the tip of his dick. The touch was electric, and as the hand jacked him off the lips sealed over his member and started to suck on it, Billy’s legs almost giving out as he groaned loudly. Shue pulled off and shoved Billy back, crawling forward as Billy landed on the sofa and closed his mouth over the throbbing member as he resumed sucking on it, Billy watching as his bully sucked his dick like a professional, barely gagging as the large instrument hit his throat. Billy let his hand reach out and stroke through Shue’s hair, the product making it difficult as Shue looked up and smiled with his mouth full, sinking down the shaft as he swallowed it whole and had Billy arch his back off the sofa in pleasure as the lad that made his life hell all those years ago gave him the best blowjob of his life. Shue looked so fucking good sliding his lips up and down the shaft, that Billy had to close his eyes to prevent his climax for a little longer, but then he couldn’t hold back as he cried out and flooded Shue’s mouth with his seed. Shue took every drop, a little spilling from the corner of his mouth, and then he took his time licking over Billy’s dick as it softened enough to lie limp against his thigh, and he leaned up from his position to kiss Billy, the pair sharing his cum as Billy’s tongue lapped up the missed seed from around Shue’s mouth. He was left panting as Shue pulled away from the kiss and sat on the sofa next to him, his boxer briefs bulging obscenely as he put his head back and stared at the ceiling in satisfaction as Billy said, “Fuck. Where did you learn to do that?”
Shue flashed his familiar smirk and answered, “Its been a long time, and I like to have fun.”
Billy was silent for a moment until he said, “I’ve never been with another guy. Just you.”
Shue looked over, a little shocked as he asked, “So the other day, was..”
“Was the first time since that day, yeah,” Billy murmured. Silence and then Shue stood up, offering his hand to Billy and pulled the other man to his feet and led him to the bedroom.
Billy stood at the bottom of the huge king-size bed, another sign of Shue’s much changed circumstance’s from his youth and was asked, “Do you want this?” Billy hesitated and then nodded, and Shue asked, “Do you trust me?” Billy met his gaze and shook his head, which made Shue smile a little and question, “But you want this?” Another pause and Billy nodded, and then Shue said, “Climb on the bed, and say stop if gets too much.” Billy did, guided by Shue so that he was kneeling on the bed and resting on his elbows, his ass exposed as Shue took up his position and kissed Billy’s ass. He made sure to cover the cheeks with kisses, and then started introducing licks and gentle bites, avoiding the quivering hole and crack as he tried to get Billy to relax, hearing the gasp as his lips touched the sensitive area. He guessed correctly that no woman had done this with Billy, and as he lapped his tongue over the hole he heard the other man moan, which only continued as Shue licked and kissed around the twitching orifice, and as minute’s passed he pushed his tongue deeper. Billy had his head planted on the bed as he felt the entry, already panting at the sensation coursing through his body as the tongue darted in and out, before he felt a wad of spit land on the opening. He flinched at the feeling, remembering well the last time Shue had spat on him, but Shue’s mouth was on him again, his hands reaching up to play with Billy’s genitals as they hung between his legs. One hand jacked his dick as it grew under the contact, and then Billy felt a finger press against his hole and press forward, inching its way in as Billy grunted as he was penetrated for the first time. He gripped the sheets tightly as he felt the knuckle reach his rim, settle there for a beat and then pull back, sliding back in and out as Shue fingered his hole while spitting on the digit once more.
Billy was lost in the feeling’s in his lower body, moaning as the finger probed his ass, Shue’s other hand still jacking his dick softly as kisses landed on his lower back and ass, and then his head shot up as he cried out, “Fuck, Shuey.” He never saw the grin on Shue’s face as he forced his finger back onto the spot, making sure he had found the prostate and felt Billy press back to meet his pressure as he moaned louder and dropped his head back onto the bed. His back arched and he spread his knees out as Shuey kept sliding his finger back, making sure to strike the prostate as the dick in his hand lurched and leaked precum onto the bedding, only stopping when he replaced his finger with his mouth and added more spit, eventually pulling back and using two fingers. The second finger opened Billy up more, and again he had to hold onto the sheets in a tight grip as they spread his hole wider and began to scissor open to stretch him, Shue’s other hand continuing it steady masturbation of his dick through his legs and he felt another wad of spit hit his hole and plunge deep to help the fingers pump into him more easily. Billy was groaning louder as he whined, “Shuey, please. I need to cum, please let me.”
Shue listened, but did nothing except press both fingers onto Billy’s prostate with every second entry and kept licking and kissing his ass, even attempting a gentle bite against the peachy flesh to gauge Billy’s reaction. It just gave him a louder moan, so now as he kissed the perfect globes he’d scratch his teeth over the skin to add another sensation to the already over stimulated man in front of him. Minute’s later, as one hand slid smoothly over Billy’s shaft which was now soaked in precum, Shue’s other hand added a third digit, and now he was moving agonisingly slow as he forced the three fingers into the incredibly tight hole and settled while Billy adjusted. The hole clamped down on Shue’s finger’s as the body trembled, and as he leaned in to kiss Billy’s balls his hand kept jacking his erection as slowly as before, and Billy thought he might pass out as he felt a mouth close over the head of his dick as those fingers hit his prostate and caused him to explode. He filled Shue’s mouth with another load of his cum, moaning loudly as he bit onto the bedding to try and hold back, but was left breathing hard as his body sagged under the intensity of his second orgasm. Shue’s mouth pulled away, and Billy sighed as the finger’s pulled out of his ass, only to be quickly replaced by the other man’s mouth as he let the load spill into Billy’s quivering hole. It felt so strange to have the hot liquid enter his back tunnel, but then the finger’s returned and with the added lube of his cum they were soon slick and moving freely as Shue once more spent time kissing Billy’s legs and ass. Another press on his prostate made his dick twitch, and by the time Shue stood up from his position at the bottom of the bed, Billy was a wreck that barely felt the bed shift as Shue climbed on behind him. Hands gripped his waist as Shue knelt behind him and Billy eventually looked over his shoulder as Shue let his hands spread the ass he had spent so long preparing and they locked eyes as he asked, “You still want this?”
Billy bit his lip as he nodded, knowing this might all be a mistake that he’d regret tomorrow, but as the large tip of Shue’s dick met his hole he knew he needed this right now. The head eased its way in, making them both grunt as the rim did its best to keep the invading penis out, but then slipped its way inside with a pop. Neither man moved for an age, and then Shue pressed forward, his thick 7″ member stretching Billy’s hole wider than the finger’s had prepared him for, and at halfway they had to stop as Billy’s body squeezed down to prevent any further movement. It must have been a couple minute’s when Billy heard Shue whisper as he caressed Billy’s body, urging him to relax as he waited for the ass to adjust and allow him to move. The hole did gradually adjust, and with just over three inches left to go, he changed tack and began thrusting slow but deliberately, just a couple inches pulling out and back in, every thrust allowing him another tiny bit into Billy’s ass. Billy grunted and groaned as he held onto the bed for dear life, his ass burning as it was fucked open by his former bully and classmate, but he did feel his hole opening up as the dick thrust into him, his own cum acting as lube as his anal virginity was being taken by someone he thought he hoped he’d never see again. It felt like forever when he felt Shue’s pubes press into his ass, and the two men were breathing heavy as they adjusted to the sensation, Billy squeezing down on Shue’s dick so tightly he was afraid he’d explode at the slightest movement, while Billy tried to wrap his head around the strange feeling of fullness his body was experiencing.
Shue’s hands reached around him and pulled his body up, his taller frame making it difficult but Billy turned his head and they kissed, his dick throbbing as it rested in the other man and his arms wrapped around his chest. He began to thrust, his hips pulling back and forth as they made out, the kissing broken by gasp’s and groans as the speed and pace built up, and in only a few minute’s Shue climaxed for the first time. His dick exploded deep into Billy’s ass as they both moaned at the feeling, Billy’s first time taking a load in his ass and loving the way it felt. Shue’s hips slowed until finally stopping, and they sat there with Billy held up in Shue’s arms as they panted, his ass holding onto the shaft as it started to slip out of his hole. They moved to lie down, Shue curled up behind Billy as he stroked his arm and asked, “How are you?”
Billy said, “I’m not sure.” They lay together for a long time, maybe an hour with Shue letting his hand run up and down Billy’s back until the other man reached back and took hold of his erection and guided it to his ass. Neither spoke as Billy felt the head slip into his hole, and the two bodies rocked together as Shue fucked him a second time, both still on their sides while Shue’s hand held his hip. Billy’s dick rubbed onto the sheets as he was fucked, and he achieved his third orgasm of the night as Shue filled his ass a second time. Shue had latched onto Billy’s neck as he came, sucking hard enough that it’d leave a mark in the morning, but Billy didn’t care right now as they both drifted to sleep.
—–
In the morning, Shue was still holding him as Billy woke up and he edged his way out of bed to grab a shower. His ass hurt, and he felt it begin to leak and he limped across the room as Shue called out, “You OK?” Billy turned and nodded, and then Shue asked, “Shower?”
Billy nodded and said, “Yeah, I’m kinda.. messy. Do you mind?”
Shue grinned as he sat up on the bed, his nakedness catching Billy’s eye as he asked, “Can I join you?” Billy’s mind tried to keep up as he watched Schumacher Weever climb out of bed and strut toward him nude, and then he was being led to the bathroom, which was huge with shower and bath. Shue turned on the shower, letting it warm up as he asked Billy, “You really OK?”
Billy thought about it, and stiffened as he answered, “I think so, just a lot has happened in just a few days. You’d gone, my life was good, I was getting married. Now..”
He trailed off as Shue pulled himself up onto the counter, grimacing at the cold surface meeting his ass as he listened to Billy talk. He finally said, “You go first.” Billy had expected Shue to go in as it was his hotel room, but Billy was thankful as soon as the hot water hit him and he started to wash, the ache he felt easing as the spray felt so good on his skin. He turned as Shue said, “You can still be happy you know, nothing has to change because this happened.”
Billy stared and shook his head and said, “No. This has.. I can’t stay with her now, not after this.” He saw Shue’s dick had started to rise, and he had a flashback to the last shower they shared, shaking the memory off as he asked, “Do you want to join me?”
Shue stared back and said, “Is that a good idea?” Billy shrugged, but Shue jumped down and entered the large shower and almost immediately he had Billy pressed against the cold tile and lathering shower gel onto his shaft as he guided it into his former classmate, the two men quickly filling the room with their moans, the echo only driving them to fuck faster and harder until both climaxed. Billy’s load was washed away as the water washed over them and he nodded as Shue asked, “Do you want to stay here today?”
They never left the suite the whole day, ordering breakfast on room service and enjoying it in bed as they talked. That led to an intense make out session that resulted in a 69, where both men fed the other their cum.
They had to get out of the bedroom, or they would never keep their hands off each other. More talk and awkward silence’s, and then Shue pushed Billy onto the sofa and ripped his robe open and underwear off, smearing lube onto Billy’s shaft and climbing onto his lap and sliding his impossibly tight ass onto the prick. Billy had to fight back his orgasm as the hole squeezed him, and he could only sit there as his former bully started to bounce on his dick, his body rolling with every movement as Billy reached out to touch the beautiful body. They kissed as Shue kept going, and he whispered to Billy, “I wish you’d been my first guy.” Billy groaned as he clawed at Shue’s back, the pair of them moaning loudly enough to alert the other guests, and then he exploded his cum deep into his tormentor, who immediately fell limp as his own dick burst over Billy’s chest and neck. They remained like that for a long time, Shue moving to lazily make out with Billy until his dick started to harden and Shue started to thrust his hips again. The second time took longer, but it was even more intense as Shue and Billy kissed almost the entire time.
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That night Billy was on his back, legs wrapped around Shue’s hips as the shorter man fucked him slowly, almost love making by now and they were sweaty and panting with every thrust after several hours of fucking as Shue grinded his hips into Billy’s ass to rub the tip of his dick onto his prostate. He had already made Billy cum three times like this, his arms weak as they reached up to run over Shue’s body as it hovered over him and then he did something Shue never expected as he opened his mouth wide. Shue’s thrusting faltered at the action, the last time he had seen that had been at the top of the school stairwell, and he shook his head that he wouldn’t do it. Billy pulled his legs tighter around his ass, keeping Shue in place as he left his mouth open as Shue said, “No, Billy.”
Billy just looked up at him with eyes glazed with lust and said, “It’s OK, really. I want you to.” Shue felt his heart stop at the words and then he started to work his jaw, bringing as much saliva into his mouth as he could before letting it fall from his lips in one long line that fell into Billy’s open mouth. The man beneath him moaned as it landed on his tongue, Shue’s hips starting to thrust again as he loosened his legs to allow the movement, and then Shue was kissing him deeply again as they shared the spit in a passionate embrace. By the time he came, Shue had spit twice more into Billy’s open mouth, watching as Billy swallowed each one before dipping his head to the shorter man for another kiss. As another orgasm built up in them, they groaned loudly at the final release, Billy’s ass recieving its biggest load of the day as he whispered, “Happy Birthday, Shuey.” Shue glanced at the clock and saw it was past midnight, his birthday had today, and it had started perfectly.
“Thanks, fag,” Shue said, punctuating the word with a sharp jab of his dick, and Billy laughed as he reached up and pulled Billy’s face to his own, the two kissing as they waited for their bodies to recover.
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Shue slept as Billy rolled over and climbed off the bed, his heart thudding as he picked up his phone and sent the email he had written earlier to the woman he had been seeing, breaking up with her. He knew it was stupid, that she’d be crushed at the abruptness of the split and that his friends and his father would have a lot of questions, but as he looked over at Shuey Weever in the bed, sunlight streaming onto his body as his chest rose and fell while covered by the sheet as he slept, Billy knew it was something he had to do. Because as fucked up as he knew it was, Shue had entered his life, torn it to pieces, and Billy was smiling. It was total madness, but he was happy, and wondered what their future beyond the today would look like. A part of him knew this could all turn out to be another mindfuck, but he refused to consider that for long as Shue had extended his stay for another week, so Billy just crawled onto the bed and ducked under the sheet to give Shue a wake up call to remember.
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