Jay Dart was the better athlete our school had ever seen. He was fast. He was hot. He was everything the girls wanted. He had two Thomas Kid already by the meter we even started fourth-year year. He was the unimaginative all the guys wanted to be him, and all the girls wanted to hump him type.

He reveled in beating me up.

Jay was 6'3, I was 5'9"on a trade good day. Jay was big and strong, I was short, skinny, and gangly. I had been made fun of my unscathed vocation at Huln-Dawson shoal dominion in rural Texas. I moved in when I was in fourth grade, so it started as picking on the new kid. Then, I was only intermediate at sports, the exclusively thing that mattered to the townies. When I was in Seventh grade, I got caught fooling around with a friend of mine. He got a cock sucking and a movement out of that hell hole out of the mess. I got called every homophobic smear in the book for the rest of High School.

Jay was the ring-leader of the mathematical group of athlete that, more or less, ran things. I had one saving grace : his buddy Jeremy and I played D & D together. illusion was one of my few respites from the constant abuse I endured. Jeremy was all of the things Jay was not. Jeremy was a deep bloomer, but was fairly good looking, but he liked Sci-Fi and Fantasy too much to be cool and was not very into sports. So, starting in Ninth course, I finally stopped getting the beat down weekly. Instead, I was mostly ignored outside of the occasional dyslogistic homophobic slur aimed at me, thing were not bad.

Jeremy and his younger sister Mandi and a couple of other friends of ours would take on every Thursday after school day and run D & D. I was a monk and loved the role of keeping mobs in control I imagine I loved that so much because that was what I was lacking in my life, dominance. Mandi looked like a long-haired version of Jeremy ; blonde hairsbreadth, downhearted eyes, melt off physical body, pregnant chad, a winning smile. The solitary difference was, she was a lady friend, and she was younger so therefore modest.

Summertime was rough on our gameplay with vacation and bivouac and such. So, one hot June Night found Mandi, Jeremy and I playing video games in the basement instead of D & D. I was a little cadge not to get to do our normal affair, but Dr. Pepper and picture games were a fair trade. About that time, Jay walked in. He looked at me and said,

"Hey faggot."

I replied,"My public figure is Thomas."

He replied,"That is alright faggot, I know your gens. shot who I am taking out tonight ? That is right, it is your Sister, Kara. I can't hold to fuck her like the bitch she is. I'm going in bareback, too, so you'll have a little asshole running around that looks just like me."He laughed.

I was seething. Anyone could have read it on my face, but I knew the futility of going up against Jay.

"See you, fag."He threw out as he walked out of the house.

I didn't particularly care for my older sister, but I was still pissed at Jay. The melodic theme of her having his kid didn't sit well with me either. I assuredly would get to share in the recent Night involved in baby care. I prayed it wouldn't take when Jay fucked my sister. Him getting laid was a foregone conclusion, because he'd either get what he wanted, or he'd select it. Either way, I knew my baby was getting fucked that night.

Jeremy and Mandi had stayed subdued while I was accosted. I couldn't fault them, but afterwards they went on acting like nothing had even happened. I seethed more. How could my friends not stand up for me or even comfort me after their brother just savaged my soul right there in front of them. I remained repose and took my leave-taking after a half minute or so.

Come the end of July, we got the news. My sister told Mom she was pregnant with Jay's baby. I cried for a all night distraught and insulted. The rage began to establish in me. I had to develop a plan. I had to have my revenge finally and once for all against Jay. Dad was out of the picture, but my Dad's father lived in town and was variety of a hermit, a mystery. Mom rarely took us to see him and he didn't make it his clientele to see us. I knew he could aid me.

"Grandpa, good to see you."I said.

"What do you desire, scamp ?"he eyed me cautiously."You wouldn't cum over for nothing, so talk."

I spilled. I told him everything. The abuse, the name calling, how my friends wouldn't stand up for me. How my sister got knocked up by my worst foeman.

"Son, you got a problem."I thought to myself"obviously grandpa. Thanks."

He arose and motioned for me to survey him down into his basement. I couldn't believe my eyes. Every substantial in of the basement was covered in pornography. material I had never seen. material I could never imagine. Stuff that I'm pretty sure was illegal. There was a bed, a closet, and a thorax of knickers. He pulled out a drawer and handed me a tin of mints.

I looked at him incredulously. He said to me,"Stow it, son, you're practically an adult now. We're going to get revenge the Zimmer way. I had four sons. Only your dad was from a bonk marriage. The other three ? lady friend connected to people who tried to lie with me over, so I fucked their lady friend or sisters. In fact, I'm the product of my pa revenge fucking the girlfriend of his best friend. You're going to skid these tablet into his sister's drink and you're going to roll in the hay the shit out of her and bust a nut in her. That fucker will learn."

I said,"granddad, won't she just get an abortion ?"

Grandpa said,"Use your damned headland son, her Daddy is the Baptist minister. Jay's already got 2 little bastard. They don't get abortions, or they would've paid for one for Jay's whores he fucked."

I took my leave-taking. I had an ethical dilemma on my hands. Jeremy and Mandi were my Friend, but they hadn't stood up for me against Jay. I was angry, but would it be right on to take such a life-threatening revenge ? There was a bit issue, I had only ever had sex with former male child. It wasn't like I was purely gay, I thought I might be bi, but I had no experience with a vagina at all. No girl at the schooling would even begin to consider dating me. third was logistics. I wasn't sure as shooting how I could process affair out. I kept the pills with me as I considered my plan.

August rolled around, and it was my turn to host D & D. Once again, it was just Mandi, Jeremy, and me again. We played picture games again. After about twenty hour, I asked them if they wanted anything to tope. I had decided to put my grandad's program in motion. I spiked both potable, gave them to them, and waited for the effects to sound off in.

Both Jeremy and Mandi were out after about fifteen bit. low temperature. I checked a couple of clip, clapped my men, got no response but a stertor out of Jeremy. I grabbed the feeding bottle of lube I took out of Mom's lavatory. I had read that it might facilitate if Mandi was a Virgo the Virgin or wasn't wet. I took my clothes off. Mandi was wearing some short-change athletic trunks over her pink step-in. They came off in no time. I rolled her over. I applied the lubricant to both of us. Her kitty was hairless, which I liked. From watching porn, I had expected the lips to be more pronounced, she was pretty flat. My dick isn't huge, but it gets the job done, I'm not entirely unfortunate in that area. My heart was pounding. My cock was firmly than I had ever been. I lined myself up to her gates and… I came. The pass of my cock barely contacted her twat and I came all over her. I was pissed. All of this set up and this was all I could manage ? I pushed my shaft in a bit, but it just kept shrinking. I thought I surely had gotten some of my come in. I sat down on the couch to see if I could get it back up.

After jacking off for a bit, I got my tv camera and I went over to Jeremy. I had always wondered what it would be like to blow him off. I pulled his hawkshaw out of boxershorts. I put my mouth on him. He didn't move. I sucked his shaft to a semi. Then I got a good angle and got his dick and boldness in a characterization. Then, I pulled his shorts down. I was beginning to get hard, so I lubed myself up and slipped into his ass. I used the tripod I had to make sure I got photos of Jeremy getting fucked that he couldn't deny. I was getting close, so I decided to cease. I got my towel, wiped off my dick, re-lubed, and went over to Mandi.

Mandi looked beautiful. I almost felt bad for what I was about to do. I lined up and pushed in. I felt a slender underground. I assume it was her hymen. I backed up, concenter my pressure to my dick, and I pushed. It felt amazing. I was really in a girl for the first time ! I shot a few pictures and then I focused on finishing. After a duo of minutes I could feel it building and then, gravy ! I had my orgasm. It was as boastfully as the first one, but it was entirely inside her !

A couplet of month later it became open that something was going on with Mandi. Eventually, Jeremy and she figured out that the only place she could have been messed with was my menage where they had inexplicably fallen asleep. Her Dad met with my Mom. He said he wanted to peach to us before he went to the cops.

"You're going to be in a lot of hassle, son."Reverend Dart said."You raped my daughter."

My Mom said,"Now, now, Reverend, how can we be sure."

I stopped her. I threw an gasbag on the board. Reverend Dart pulled the characterisation out.

"Reverend, Jay tormented me for a prospicient fourth dimension. It stops now, and I'm not going to jail for anything. Because if anyone ever hears about it, these pictures will be plastered all over the internet."

The Reverend rose, tipped his hat to my Mom, glared at me, and walked out. Mandi named our son Lowell Jackson Thomas. He is now six and in First Grade .