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Chicken Hawk The Beginning [PT 3] [m/m teen/pedo R
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(I don't _think_ I reposted these recently did I ? If I did, apologies)
Brutal smut wherein our hero gets his first taste of "chicken".
Rape, Rape, and more rape, teenage boy(s) repeatedly rape ten-year-old
boy.
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this at home, etc.
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CHICKENHAWK: "The Beginning" (Part 3)
Some friends come and go, you outgrow them, you change, they change,
but other friends you keep forever. Me and 'Dozer we were kindred
spirits; he moved into the neighborhood when we were five. He was
still called 'Georgie' back then, but people started calling him
'Dozer because of his penchant for barrelling down the sidewalk on his
tricycle and running into anyone in his way. Short for "bulldozer"
maybe? The first time I met him was when the two of us just
spontaneously, without even speaking, chased down Mary Catherine
McCray and pulled her panties down to find out what girls' parts
looked like. She was a very desirable older woman, a first-grader,
and we were kindergarten babies; we had a good grope with stubby
little fingers before a couple of her myriad older brothers pulled us
off her and beat the crap out of us; they told their mother who beat
the crap out of us, she told her old man who beat the crap out of us,
and he told the whole goddamn neighborhood that we were a couple of
hoodlum perverts.
We HAD to be friends then; no-one else in the neighborhood was allowed
to play with us for the rest of eternity.
I'd been reaming old Todd for a couple weeks before I felt like
sharing him with 'Dozer. I mean, sure he was my pal, my compadre, all
that shit, but this was SEX, man. I was thirteen, and I'd found me a
regular piece of ass, I didn't want to risk a good thing, and mostly I
wasn't sure if he'd think I was a perv, a fag, a homo, a fairy,
queer-bait, you know. Me and 'Dozer had twice been nailed for chasing
down girls on the playground and groping them behind the bushes that
ran the length of the property; I mean big fucking deal, it's not like
we raped them or anything, we were only in third grade the first time
we cornered that little first grader, and it was fifth grade when we
caught Tracy Weinman from the fourth, she was already growing titties
and I don't know about 'Doze, but I just HAD to touch them. Normal
curiosity. We cornered a lot of little boys too; we beat up our share
of sissies and faggots after school, and it sure got ME hard, groping
between their legs and making them cry. 'Dozer's always been fat, the
way his clothes fit him I never did manage to tell if `he rose to the
occasion' when we were pounding those little geeks, anyhow, none of
the boys ever told on us.
"So 'Doze..." I said to him one day after school, after about my fifth
session with Todd. We were hanging out at 'Dozer's house; his mother
worked, his older sister was doing some club thing at the High School.
His younger sister wasn't around. She kept pretty scarce; she was in
the sixth grade, in the Jr High with us, I pretty much ignored her.
"You ever thought about what it'd be like to fuck a boy up the ass?"
He got the weirdest look on his face. He was my best friend, but that
doesn't mean I knew what went on in his head.
"Whatta you askin' me??" Dozer sat on the floor, resting his back on
the bed, giving me the weirdest look as he picked at a zit on his
neck. He was a big fucking kid I think he topped the scales at like
185-200 lbs; sure he was tall, he was like my height back then, 5'6"
but he was still a whale. He wasn't stupid, but he got shit grades
because he was ugly and he didn't suck up like I did. I was shameless
man, I wanted a free ride, and I got it. I didn't mind handing
leftovers to my friend.
I sat in his rickety desk chair, facing him. "I'm just askin' if you
ever thought about pokin' yr dick in some faggot's ass, if you ever
thought about using a little fairy like a girlfriend."
Dozer looked at me for a while, and he started laughing.
"Yr poking that kid they're making you hang out with!" He howled,
rolling around on his bedroom floor, tears running from his face. I
jumped on him and started punching at him, laughing and wrestling.
'Dozer managed to pin me, he had the weight advantage by at least 50
lbs.
"Man," Dozer smacked me playfully, "you been holding out on me you
hosebag!"
"Hey, be nice or I won't invite you over to the kid's house this
weekend.
***
That Sunday I forced 'Dozer into a nice yellow golf shirt and a pair
of tan chinos; his better looking school clothes. God, remember dress
codes?? My brother Chuck got sent home from the High School once and
told to shave; no facial hair allowed. They did away with dress codes
in 1969 when the kids at the High School threatened to riot. Damn I
missed them making girls wear dresses, though. Our Jr. High was way
over-crowded and it was so easy to get a quick grope up under girls
dresses when kids would pack in tight trying to get into the library
during free periods; they'd turn around and you just smiled; they
couldn't prove it was your hand that was grabbing at their pussy under
their dress, and girls that age usually didn't want anyone to know
they'd been felt up.
"Hey you boys going out on a DA-ATE together?" 'Dozer's fat pig of an
older sister Judy leered, stumping by as we were heading out the front
door. I couldn't stand that monster, neither could 'Dozer. She was
an aesthetic monstrosity, a disgusting argument in favor of
infanticide. *I* would've smothered the cow when it was obvious how
fat and ugly she would turn out, if it'd been up to me.
"Whassa matter, Dumbo, not gettin' any?" 'Dozer snarled, pushing past
his sister.
"At least I'm not a FAGGOT you little creep!" she hollered back.
"Hell, we're not homos," I snorted, "but if I had to choose between
sucking 'Dozer off or sticking my dick in a revolting whale like YOU,
no contest, 'Dozer's CUTER!" 'Dozer and I bolted out the front door,
screaming "rhino-butt" at the top of our lungs, his sister's yells
fading behind us. We hit the bus stop panting.
"Pretty fast for a fat-boy," I complimented him. Dozer was red-faced
and wheezing, but he really was amazingly agile. The football coach
had been trying to recruit him for three years but 'Dozer was more
anti-social than even me, and kept telling him in so many words, to
get laid.
"Yeah..." He was wheezing, sweating even in the cold early November
chill. "You're not too... bad yourself... for... a FAG!"
*
We were still laughing and punching each other when we got to Todd's
house around three that Sunday afternoon; I introduced 'Dozer, I even
remembered to call him 'George'. Todd's mother could've cared less
that 'Dozer was there, she was going out, as usual. She told us Todd
was upstairs in his room doing homework. Free babysitting my ass!
Todd would pay for it with HIS, you could count on it. She did give
us $5 to send out for pizza.
"If it's ok with your mothers you boys can stay for dinner," this
crazy lady told me and 'Dozer. "I won't be back too late, I'll call;
I'll be glad to give you boys a ride home." And she was outta there
in a shot.
As soon as she was gone, 'Dozer and me started rummaging through her
fridge, helping ourselves to a couple sodas, a jar of pickles, a bag
of potato chips from her well-stocked pantry. We sat at the kitchen
table, chowing down this rich bitch's junkfood. Dozer was acting kind
of squirrelly, picking at his zits and belching around his soda. And
he was usually pretty talkative, especially about sex; Christ, sex was
our bond, we were both out to get what we wanted.
"I'm getting bored 'Doze," I told him.
"Well finish your coke, let's go... do it..." he got kind of red.
"Asshole!" I laughed, "I meant I was bored with fucking the kid, I
want to try something new..."
"Whatta ya mean?" 'Dozer was puzzled. "How many different ways ARE
there to stick yr dick in someone's ass??"
"I don't know," I was confused myself at the time. "It was just more
fun the first time I boned him; he was scared sick because he didn't
know what I was going to do... and I was a stranger... that's why I
want YOU to fuck him, he doesn't know you, it'll be like the first
time again."
Todd was in his room, at his little desk, when 'Dozer and I found him.
He had his math homework open, but he was really distracted; he had to
have heard us arrive, heard his mother leave. He was pulling at his
crotch; his little dick was hard, recently it had started jumping up
every time he saw me, even though I scared the piss out him. Maybe
BECAUSE I scared the piss out of him. He was trying to shove his
junior bone down between his legs where I wouldn't see it. The kid
had on these ridiculous pants, they were a gray rattlesnake print,
bell-bottoms, and he was wearing one of those tacky tourist t-shirts
from Niagara Falls.
"Heya Snakepants, pretty sexy outfit," I leered. I came up behind the
kid and pulled his chair backwards so he was tipped on his back facing
up at me; he squeaked in fright, and 'Dozer laughed. The kid started
when he heard 'Dozer's voice, rolled sideways, and landed in a heap on
the floor. I pushed the chair back under the desk, and picked the kid
off the floor throwing him down roughly on his bed. I jumped on top
of him, playfully slapping at his head as he squealed like the goddamn
pansy that he was, begging me to "thtoppit".
I was getting really excited, rough-housing with the kid, but I'd
promised 'Dozer first crack at his ass. 'Dozer'd been leaning in the
doorway, quietly stroking himself through the front of his chinos. He
came over to the bed where I was tickling and poking Todd, who was
screeching horrificly, begging and gasping, grotesque, grunting
laughter ripping from his skinny chest. Dozer came over to the bed.
He reached into the fray, and together we managed to pull the kid's
clothes off, exposing his hard little prick, his skinny chest, and
protruding rib-cage, grabbing at the white flesh of his tight skinny
ass as he twisted and rolled, struggling to free his hands and protect
his genitals.
I knelt on the kid's wrists, pinning them to the bed above his head; I
was leaning comfortably with my back against the wall. The kid had a
whole double size bed to himself; I was pretty envious of the rich
bastard, but I was glad we had plenty of room to horse around. I
grabbed his ankles so that the kid was bent right in half, his naked
ass pointing outward, hanging over the side of the bed.
'Dozer started slapping at the kid's cock, pinching the small bulging
head painfully between his thumb and forefinger, twisting and slapping
at his balls, while he rubbed his own crotch faster and harder, his
own dick starting to bulge noticeably against his fly. 'Dozer was
grinning like a pig in shit as the kid's screams got more and more
frantic. He let go of the kid's little cock; it still danced and
bobbed on it's own; it didn't seem to care what kind of stimulation it
received, it was hard and happy even as the kid cried and begged us to
leave him alone.
"Man 'Doze, don't WASTE it cummin' in yr pants," I advised. I was
really impatient to see him split open the kid's butt. "Stick it in
his ass already!"
'Dozer wasted no time. He quickly dropped his pants around his
ankles, fat his belly spilling out. I was surprised at how hairy he
already was; his dick was average size I guess; it seemed small in
relation to his gut though. 'Dozer's cock was nice and hard and
purple, and he grabbed Todd by the back of his skinny knees and
pressed the snot end of his fuck-stick against the button of his ass.
I watched as the muscle spasmed, reflexively dilating to let 'Dozer
in, instead of clenching tightly shut the way virgin buttholes do.
I'd broken the kid in well over the previous few weeks.
Todd moaned pitifully as Dozer plowed his cock into his skinny young
body; unlubricated and unwelcome, Dozer's dick burrowing into his ass
no doubt still hurt, no matter how many times I'd pried it open with
my own.
With a tremendous grunt, 'Dozer was buried up to the base in the kid's
ass, his balls slapping against the bony ridge of the kid's
protruding, curled spine. His gut nearly covered the kid's balls,
pressing softly against the back of the kid's skinny thighs.
It was really something, I had a bird's-eye view of 'Dozer's dong
tearing into the kid's ass, threatening to turn it inside out as he
started to really fuck the kid. I was threatening to bust my own
zipper; I hadn't realized how exciting just watching would be. Dozer
was banging the kid's butt hard, his fat gut slapping against the back
of the kid's thighs, covering the kid's balls each time he rammed his
cock home. Todd screamed horribly as 'Dozer's meat tore through his
butt-muscle and drove deep into his rectum; 'Dozer was pounding away
now for all he was worth, and I knew it would be safe to let go of
Todd's arms; the way 'Dozer was reaming the little faggot's tail there
wasn't much chance he would be able to escape. I crawled off the bed
around the two furiously humping figures and shucked my own shoes and
pants, letting my rod out for some air. I folded my pants and laid
them on the kid's desk, away from the action where they might pick up
nasty body fluids, and jumped back into the fray.
I sat back down with the crown of the kid's head pressed into my naked
crotch; my fat dick resting against the top of Todd's head. 'Dozer
was lost in the sensations centered between his legs, he was grunting
like a fucking boar, sweating like you couldn't believe, and the kid
just screamed like a banshee through the whole thing; christ he really
was a fucking wimp, you'd think he was being fist-fucked or raped with
a baseball bat. As Dozer slammed into him, the top of Todd's head
rubbed against my crotch; just the idea that I was being masturbated
by my buddy's fucking motion made me nearly shoot right then.
I reached forward to take up torturing the kid's prick; it wasn't as
hard as it had been, but it was still damned "peppy". I pulled on the
shaft, yanking it towards me as Dozer would pull out, twisting the
kid's nuts painfully as Dozer slammed back into the kid's ass.
Dozer moaned ecstaticly "Onnhhh... god, hurt him worse," 'Dozer
begged, "his whole body jerks me off when you torture him..."
I was happy to comply. I have this real oral fix; I like to bite. I
knelt forward and took the head of the kid's dick in my mouth, and
clamped my teeth just below the sensitive ridge; I started twisting
the kid's nipples, my cock jerking expectantly against the kid's head
as his screams escalated; the more he shrieked and twisted, impaled on
'Dozer's dick, the more it excited 'Dozer who humped even harder and
faster, hurting the kid more and making him scream ever louder; they
were thrashing around so wildly that I was having a hard time holding
onto the kid's turgid little cock.
'Dozer suddenly started slamming into the kid with bone-crunching
fury; I knew he was coming, and I bit down really hard on the kid's
cock and jerked my head, twisting back and forth the way a dog'll
worry a chew-toy.
Todd was jerking spasticly beneath our bodies, howling hysterically,
thrashing out of control, tortured to the edge of orgasm. The first
drops of his miserable pre-cum dribbled into my mouth; I spit it onto
his belly; furious, revolted.
I totally fucking lost it, I was punching him in the gut, smacking him
across the face; slapping his tears loose, as his dick shot a puny
little stream of jizz all over his belly. His cries were hoarse and
ragged as I continued pummeling his scrawny frame. 'Dozer had come;
he was rubbing his shit and cum coated cock on the kid's butt-cheeks;
there was not much blood this time, I guess Todd's butt was finally
getting used to taking cock by then. Todd was hiccupping and sobbing,
his ass-muscle spasming, his belly twitching, his cock limp after his
pathetic orgasm.
I was super hard, my anger was fuelling my libido, stoking my lust, I
didn't even care that 'Dozer's cum was lubricating the kid's ass; I
had to have it, right then and there. I spun the kid around, he was
too limp and exhausted from 'Dozer's butt-fucking and my pummeling to
even protest; I shoved his knees against his chest; and leaned over
him and rammed my cock down into his butt; I humped violently,
frenziedly; I thrust my cock into Todd with as much force as I could
muster and was rewarded with a shattering wail; it sounded like it was
ripped from his very soul. His rectum clutched tightly at me as I
tortured his innards; it was as if in my fury I was trying to
eviscerate him with my dick. An inhuman moan was echoing through the
room as I reamed this kid; we were lurching dangerously toward the
side of his bed, when suddenly the sound choked off.
'Dozer had shoved his filthy cock into the kid's mouth; the kid's head
was hanging backwards over the side of the bed, and 'Dozer was fucking
deep into the kid's throat, holding him still as I brutalized his ass,
able to penetrate even more deeply and violently with 'Dozer helping
to steady the body beneath me.
I came in quick violent spasms, digging my nails into the back of the
kids legs, drawing blood as I dug into him, holding him still while I
shot my cum into his ass, pushing 'Dozer's cum even deeper up into his
colon. My cock stayed hard for a while after I came, and I leaned
over the boy beneath me, still humping up into him, biting each
nipple, twisting my mouth and tugging at the little nub of flesh as
the kid's body jerked spasticly, thrashing as he struggled for air
around Dozer's dick sliding in and out of his mouth, skewered at both
ends by me and my buddy's cocks.
I'd tried to kill the little bastard with my dick; I'd tried to beat
him to death from the inside out. GOD it felt good.
I think that was my first really satisfying psycho-fuck.
==end part 3
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