Jay flit was the intimately athlete our shoal had ever seen. He was fast. He was hot. He was everything the girls wanted. He had two tiddler already by the time we even started Senior yr. He was the stereotypic all the guys wanted to be him, and all the female child wanted to make out him type.

He reveled in beating me up.

Jay was 6'3, I was 5'9"on a good day. Jay was big and strong, I was short, weedy, and gangly. I had been made fun of my whole career at Huln-Dawson schooling district 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 median at sport, the solely thing that mattered to the townie. When I was in Seventh grade, I got take hold of fooling around with a supporter of mine. He got a blowjob and a move out of that nether region hole out of the deal. I got called every homophobic slur in the Book for the relaxation of High School.

Jay was the ring-leader of the group of athletic supporter that, more or less, ran thing. I had one saving free grace : his sidekick Jeremy and I played D & D together. fantasy was one of my few abatement from the constant abuse I endured. Jeremy was all of the thing Jay was not. Jeremy was a late bloomer, but was fairly upright looking, but he liked Sci-Fi and Fantasy too much to be poise and was not very into sports. So, starting in one-ninth ground level, I finally stopped getting the meter down weekly. Instead, I was mostly ignored outside of the casual pejorative homophobic aspersion aimed at me, things were not bad.

Jeremy and his younger sister Mandi and a couple of other friends of ours would meet every Thursday after schooltime and encounter D & D. I was a monk and loved the role of keeping mob in control I imagine I loved that so much because that was what I was lacking in my lifespan, control. Mandi looked like a long-haired edition of Jeremy ; blond hair, dark center, slim shape, dimple, a winning grinning. The lone deviation was, she was a little girl, and she was younger so therefore minuscule.

summertime was rough on our gameplay with holiday and inner circle and such. So, one hot June night found Mandi, Jeremy and I playing video recording games in the basement instead of D & D. I was a little bummed not to get to do our convention affair, but Dr. Pepper and TV games were a fair trade. About that fourth dimension, Jay walked in. He looked at me and said,

"Hey faggot."

I replied,"My name is Thomas."

He replied,"That is OK queer, I know your name. guess who I am taking out tonight ? That is right, it is your sister, Kara. I can't delay to make love her like the bitch she is. I'm going in bareback, too, so you'll have a little bastard running around that looks just like me."He laughed.

I was seething. Anyone could have read it on my boldness, 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 theme of her having his kid didn't sit well with me either. I assuredly would get to share in the late nighttime involved in babe care. I prayed it wouldn't take when Jay fucked my baby. Him getting laid was a foregone conclusion, because he'd either get what he wanted, or he'd ask 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 pick them, but afterwards they went on acting like goose egg had even happened. I seethed more. How could my Friend not bear up for me or even comfort me after their crony just savaged my soul right there in front of them. I remained quiet and took my leave after a one-half 60 minutes or so.

Come the end of July, we got the news program. My sis told Mom she was pregnant with Jay's babe. I cried for a whole night distraught and insulted. The fury began to build in me. I had to formulate a programme. I had to give my revenge finally and once for all against Jay. Dad was out of the photograph, but my Dad's father lived in town and was sort of a hermit, a mystery. Mom rarely took us to see him and he didn't make it his occupation to see us. I knew he could help me.

"grandfather, honorable to see you."I said.

"What do you need, scamp ?"he eyed me cautiously."You wouldn't come over for goose egg, so talk."

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

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

He arose and motioned for me to espouse him down into his basement. I couldn't believe my center. Every square inch of the basement was covered in pornography. Stuff I had never seen. Stuff I could never think. Stuff that I'm pretty sure was illegal. There was a bed, a wardrobe, and a chest of drawers. 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 frame way. I had four sons. Only your Daddy was from a screw spousal relationship. The other three ? Girls connected to people who tried to fuck me over, so I fucked their girlfriends or sisters. In fact, I'm the product of my dad retaliation fucking the girlfriend of his best friend. You're going to slip these pills into his sister's drink and you're going to get laid the shit out of her and bust a nut in her. That fucker will learn."

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

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

I took my leave. I had an honourable quandary on my helping hand. Jeremy and Mandi were my friends, but they hadn't stood up for me against Jay. I was angry, but would it be correct to take such a severe revenge ? There was a minute issue, I had only ever had sex with other boy. 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 young woman at the school would even lead off to conceive dating me. one-third was logistics. I wasn't sure how I could work thing out. I kept the oral contraceptive with me as I considered my plan.

August rolled around, and it was my tour to host D & D. Once again, it was just Mandi, Jeremy, and me again. We played video games again. After about 20 min, I asked them if they wanted anything to drink. I had decided to put my gramps's architectural plan in motility. I spiked both boozing, gave them to them, and waited for the event to kick in.

Both Jeremy and Mandi were out after about fifteen minutes. Cold. I checked a couple of fourth dimension, clapped my men, got no response but a stertor out of Jeremy. I grabbed the bottle of lube I took out of Mom's john. I had read that it might facilitate if Mandi was a virgin or wasn't wet. I took my clothes off. Mandi was wearing some little athletic shorts over her pinko pantie. They came off in no fourth dimension. I rolled her over. I applied the lube to both of us. Her pussy was hairless, which I liked. From watching porn, I had expected the rim to be more pronounced, she was pretty matte. My cock isn't huge, but it gets the job done, I'm not entirely unfortunate in that area. My tenderness was pounding. My prick was harder than I had ever been. I lined myself up to her gate and… I came. The head of my cock barely contacted her pussy and I came all over her. I was pissed. All of this set up and this was all I could wield ? I pushed my pecker in a bit, but it just kept shrinking. I thought I surely had gotten some of my ejaculate 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 television camera and I went over to Jeremy. I had always wondered what it would be like to go down on him off. I pulled his putz out of shorts. I put my mouth on him. He didn't move. I sucked his dick to a semi. Then I got a good angle and got his dick and face in a pictorial matter. 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 trusted I got photos of Jeremy getting fucked that he couldn't deny. I was getting close, so I decided to intercept. I got my towel, wiped off my tool, 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 tenuous resistance. I assume it was her hymen. I backed up, center my pressure to my gumshoe, and I pushed. It felt amazing. I was really in a missy for the first time ! I shot a few pictures and then I focused on finish. After a couplet of minute I could feel it building and then, boom ! I had my coming. It was as large as the first one, but it was entirely inside her !

A brace of months later it became clear 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 star sign 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 gasbag on the board. Reverend dart pulled the ikon out.

"Reverend, Jay tormented me for a prospicient prison term. It stops now, and I'm not going to jail for anything. Because if anyone ever hears about it, these icon 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 Thomas. He is now six and in First Grade .