Jay flit was the best athlete our schooling had ever seen. He was fast. He was hot. He was everything the girl wanted. He had two Kyd already by the fourth dimension we even started Senior year. He was the stereotypical all the guys wanted to be him, and all the girls wanted to roll in the hay him type.

He reveled in beating me up.

Jay was 6'3, I was 5'9"on a soundly day. Jay was big and strong, I was brusk, scrawny, and gangly. I had been made fun of my whole career at Huln-Dawson School District in rural TX. I moved in when I was in quarter ground level, so it started as pick on the new kid. Then, I was only average at summercater, the merely thing that mattered to the townies. When I was in Seventh grade, I got overhear fooling around with a protagonist of mine. He got a blowjob and a move out of that hell hole out of the deal. I got called every homophobic slur in the rule book for the rest of High School.

Jay was the ring-leader of the group of jocks that, more or less, ran things. I had one saving grace : his blood brother Jeremy and I played D & D together. Fantasy was one of my few respites from the constant abuse I endured. Jeremy was all of the things Jay was not. Jeremy was a latterly blooper, but was fairly honest looking, but he liked Sci-Fi and Fantasy too much to be poise and was not very into summercater. So, starting in one-ninth grad, I finally stopped getting the cadence down weekly. Instead, I was mostly ignored outside of the occasional dislogistic homophobic slur aimed at me, things were not bad.

Jeremy and his unseasoned sis Mandi and a yoke of other champion of ours would meet every Thursday after school and act as D & D. I was a monk and loved the role of keeping family in control I imagine I loved that so much because that was what I was lacking in my spirit, dominance. Mandi looked like a long-haired version of Jeremy ; blond haircloth, blue heart, slim soma, pregnant chad, a winning smiling. The simply difference was, she was a girl, and she was younger so therefore minuscule.

Summertime was rough on our gameplay with vacation and camps and such. So, one hot June night found Mandi, Jeremy and I playing video games in the cellar instead of D & D. I was a piffling frig around not to get to do our rule affair, but Dr. Pepper and video games were a fair trade. About that time, Jay walked in. He looked at me and said,

"Hey faggot."

I replied,"My epithet is Thomas."

He replied,"That is ok pouf, I know your public figure. shot who I am taking out tonight ? That is right hand, it is your sister, Kara. I can't waiting to fuck her like the kick she is. I'm going in bareback, too, so you'll have a little bastard running around that looks just wish 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 caution for my older sister, but I was still pissed at Jay. The idea of her having his kid didn't sit well with me either. I assuredly would get to contribution in the former nights involved in baby care. I prayed it wouldn't take when Jay fucked my sister. Him getting laid was a bypast termination, because he'd either get what he wanted, or he'd take it. Either way, I knew my sister was getting fucked that night.

Jeremy and Mandi had stayed quiet 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 remain firm up for me or even soothe me after their brother just savaged my psyche right there in forepart of them. I remained quiet and took my parting after a half hour or so.

Come the end of July, we got the intelligence. My sister told Mom she was pregnant with Jay's baby. I cried for a whole night distraught and insulted. The fad began to build in me. I had to explicate a plan. I had to make 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 sort of a hermit, a closed book. Mom rarely took us to see him and he didn't make it his business to see us. I knew he could facilitate me.

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

"What do you want, scamp ?"he eyed me cautiously."You wouldn't come 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 regretful enemy.

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

He arose and motioned for me to follow him down into his cellar. I couldn't believe my center. Every square inch of the cellar was covered in porn. Stuff I had never seen. Stuff I could never suppose. poppycock that I'm middling sure was illegal. There was a bed, a press, and a chest of drawers. He pulled out a draftsman and handed me a tin of mints.

I looked at him incredulously. He said to me,"Stow it, son, you're practically an grownup now. We're going to get revenge the Walker way. I had four sons. Only your Daddy was from a have it away marriage. The other three ? missy connected to people who tried to fuck me over, so I fucked their girl or baby. In fact, I'm the product of my pappa revenge fucking the girlfriend of his salutary ally. You're going to slue these pills into his sister's beverage and you're going to fuck the motherfucker out of her and bust a nut in her. That fucker will learn."

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

Grandpa said,"Use your damned head son, her pop is the Baptist minister. Jay's already got 2 slight son of a bitch. They don't get abortions, or they would've paid for one for Jay's whores he fucked."

I took my farewell. I had an ethical dilemma on my custody. Jeremy and Mandi were my friends, but they hadn't stood up for me against Jay. I was angry, but would it be right to adopt such a severe revenge ? There was a back egress, I had only ever had sex with other boys. 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 miss at the schoolhouse would even set about to reckon dating me. third gear was logistics. I wasn't sure how I could work thing out. I kept the tab with me as I considered my plan.

August rolled around, and it was my routine to host D & D. Once again, it was just Mandi, Jeremy, and me again. We played video games again. After about twenty minutes, I asked them if they wanted anything to drink. I had decided to put my gramps's plan in motion. I spiked both drinks, gave them to them, and waited for the upshot to kick in.

Both Jeremy and Mandi were out after about XV moment. Cold. I checked a couple of times, clapped my hands, got no response but a snore out of Jeremy. I grabbed the bottle of lube I took out of Mom's bathroom. I had read that it might help if Mandi was a Virgo or wasn't wet. I took my clothes off. Mandi was wearing some short athletic shorts over her pink scanty. They came off in no time. I rolled her over. I applied the lube to both of us. Her pussy was hairless, which I liked. From watching pornography, I had expected the backtalk to be more pronounced, she was pretty savourless. My pecker isn't huge, but it gets the job done, I'm not entirely inauspicious in that surface area. My heart was pounding. My cock was toilsome than I had ever been. I lined myself up to her gates and… I came. The head 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 cock in a bit, but it just kept shrinking. I thought I surely had gotten some of my seed 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 camera and I went over to Jeremy. I had always wondered what it would be like to suck him off. I pulled his tool out of short. I put my mouth on him. He didn't move. I sucked his dick to a semifinal. Then I got a soundly angle and got his prick and face in a picture show. 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 give 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 slight resistance. I assume it was her hymen. I backed up, focused my insistence to my hawkshaw, and I pushed. It felt amazing. I was really in a missy for the first fourth dimension ! I shot a few pictures and then I focused on finishing. After a couple of minutes I could feel it building and then, boom ! I had my coming. It was as large as the first gear one, but it was entirely inside her !

A couple of months later it became take in that something was going on with Mandi. Eventually, Jeremy and she figured out that the just place she could have been messed with was my house where they had inexplicably fallen asleep. Her Dad met with my Mom. He said he wanted to talk to us before he went to the cops.

"You're going to be in a lot of trouble, 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 envelope on the table. Reverend dart pulled the pictures out.

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

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