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SKIN 3 YEARS

Every school has one. A bully boy and his victim, the bullied. At this school it was no exception. Phil was obviously the bully in his year. Rough, well built with muscles in all the right places, couldn’t give a fuck about his class results always dressed in jeans and T shirt and Doc Marten boots. Most of the other guys in the year kept away from him. No one wanted to be friends with such a jerk, a bully. That only made Phil more aggressive. So he chose his victim. It was obvious. It had to be the bookish Simon, same height but slim built, wavy hair and also someone who seemed to have few friends. Phil knew Simon was his victim and Simon knew he was being earmarked so whenever possible he kept a wide berth and if Simon saw him coming up the corridor he would dive in to a classroom to escape. Little by little the taunting started coming up behind Simon and grabbing his arm tightly so it would bruise, telling him

‘Trying to avoid me you little runt.’

‘Fucking little bookworm’

‘Fucking little mummy’s boy.’

Soon Phil decided a good idea to let the others know so would shout as he passed by Simon.

‘Who’s a fucking little queer.’

‘A right little fucking bum boy.’

‘Bet you are a good cocksucker.’

No one did anything to help and Simon was too terrified to report.

Phil escalated his attacks and would grab Simon’s books

‘Give me your fucking homework so I can copy .’and would snatch the books and give them back a day later once he was ready to hand in his work. Some teachers wondered how the hell Phil’ s work started to become better but no one sought to question.

One day Phil came up behind Simon and whispered

‘At break get behind the bike shed and don’t be late.’

Simon was terrified as he would have no one to see whatever Phil had in mind and also he had no idea what he wanted but he knew he had to go there

At break Simon turned the corner and Phil was there legs apart smoking a ciggie.

‘I knew you would come. Too terrified not to eh you little pussy. I need my ciggies so empty your pockets and give me your money. Now

‘I haven’t much on me .’Simon replied sheepishly

‘Get the fucking money out and give it or do you want a thumping.’

Simon dug his hands into his trousers and handed over the few coins he had.

‘Is this all you fucking well have?’

As Phil said this he flung Simon back against the wall and pushed his body up tight against Simon forcing one leg tight into Simon’s crotch.

‘You fucking little wimp. I deserve to make mincemeat out of you. You were born to be a fucking bullied little pile of shit.’

Simon could feel Phil’s breath smelling of cigarette smoke spreading across his mouth. Then Phil moved his head back and spat a great gob at Simon, taking a hand and rubbing it over his eyes and mouth.

‘This is what you fucking deserve you little fag boy.’

Suddenly Phil’s face gave a sneering smile

‘Shit man you are loving this. What’s this my leg is up against. You have a rock solid boner which was not there a minute ago. You fucking love my leg in. your crotch and my spit all over that face of yours.’

Saying that Phil moved his hand down and grabbed Simon’s cock and balls.

‘A right tent pole you got there Who would have thought you’d have a cock that size. What a pity as you’ll never get to use that up a hole. A right pair of big dangling balls as well. You fucking love me rubbing you up. You’ re a faggot after all. Maybe you should be my faggot . Believe it or not but you have made my cock nice and stiff and once it’s hard like now it needs some action and you pussy boy can ease the pressure inside that dick of mine. Get down on your fucking knees, now!’

Simon knelt his face looking straight at the stiff cock inching down Phil’s jeans.

‘Now unzip me you little prick and get your hand inside to feel that nice stiff piece of meat of mine.’

Simon could not believe that he was in front of his tormentor staring at the outline of cock and his own felt almost on fire with desire. And now he has been commanded to open Phil’s flies and dig in deep to release that thick cock, a cock he had secretly dreamt about and at times imagining had wanked on.

Phil undid the top button to enable Simon’s hand to get in and feel the warmth of the stiff prick. As Simona had suspected Phil was always commando as he had been able to sometimes watch Phil walking down the street and the cock sliding up and down in the jeans.

The cock flipped out

‘Maybe not as long as yours, faggot but nice and thick. So if you are my faggot you know what to do. Take a good firm grip and move it to that gaping mouth of yours. Bet you have never sucked dick before. Yes?’

‘No.’

‘I thought that but I look at that baby face of yours and know you want to. Just breathe carefully and start by rimming my head letting your spit slide over it. Once you have my full head in your mouth the rest will come naturally. Trust me. My cock has been in many mouths desperate to take my cum.’

Phil pushed his prick into Simon’s face.

‘Now open wide faggot’

Simon opened and started to rim the thick head with his spit savouring the sense of smell and skin, especially letting his tongue linger under the head knowing from wanking that this was a sensitive part. He was right as he heard Phil groan

‘That’s right you little poof boy now let those fucking lips of yours take in the whole head and I want to feel the edge get into that throat of yours. Shits that’s it, I knew you were a fucking homo boy wanting cock the moment I saw you. Now I am going to slide the full shaft in and get ready to open that mouth of yours wider to take it all, I want to feel it surging down the back of your throat.’

Simon started to choke but knew he could not let the cock out of his mouth so started to breathe and let his spit ease the movement down.

‘Time for me to take control mate. But first while you have my dick in your mouth unzip yourself and take out that cock of yours with your other hand. Don’t let go of your hand that’s on my prick.’

Simons’ cock was almost stuck down the length of his trousers and only with difficulty was he able to push it up until it sprang out and let in spring into the vertical position.

‘You do have a good cock there boy and real 8 incher. Seeing that is just what I need to face fuck you. Now get that hand of yours working that nice big shaft of yours. Bet you have wanked often enough to know what to do.’

Saying that Phil took hold of Simon’s wavy hair and thrust the cock as deep as he could until Simon could feel the bristles of the pubes rubbing against his mouth.

‘Now you just take it while I do the movement and let it slide in and almost out of that gob of yours.’

Holding Simon. tightly Phil started to pummel his cock faster and faster, his breathing quickening with each forced push up to the hilt.

The ferocity of the way Phil was face fucking made Simon’s hand work faster and faster up his shaft. He was ready to explode.

‘I fucking cum first you little shit. Jesus I am cuming’

And with that and a loud groan he let spurt after spurt down Simon’s throat who thought he was going to choke with the amount which started to pour out from his mouth and down his chin. The taste of spunk and the feel of it coming out of his mouth was too much. Simon had never been as hard or as horny in his life and with one final thrust of his hand he exploded his cum between Phil’s legs.

As Phil let his cock out of Simon’s mouth he smiled

‘Better wipe that gob of yours otherwise you will be showing everyone what spunk you have. For a little virgin you learn quick faggot. This has clearly worked for the two of us and gets me to release my spunk instead of jacking off so we will make this a weekly meeting. Got it. And don’t be late or think you can avoid otherwise I will fucking thump you but I think you want it as much as I do.’

Simon met Phil each week behind the shed at school and while Phil bullied Simon in between he wanted each week to come so he could get his rocks off and feel his spunk in Simon’s throat. Meanwhile in spite of everything that Phil did to him he knew he was not just giving Phil pleasure but he own cock was getting all he wanted as well.

On the last day of term Simon was being awarded The Best student at graduation. Hardly anyone congratulated him, knowing he was the best in the class. Phil looked sullenly at him knowing his marks made him bottom. Simon had applied to University and would off on his 3 year course in a few months after the summer vacation.

As all the kids came out of the graduation hall Phil came up behind Simon and whispered.

‘I want you behind the shed now you little brainy faggot. You may have got all the prize books but I have something a lot better to send you off with. Be there in 10 minutes.’

As Simon rounded the corner Phil stood legs apart smoking a ciggie and looking like thunder.

‘Get the fuck over here.’ This was a different Phil. A nasty Phil and the sight of him was terrifying Simon.

As Simon walked over Phil’s hands came out and shoved the prize books out of Simons hands.

‘Fucking clever clog eh. Fucking faggot got all the prizes, Fucking piece of shit going off to Uni. Suppose you are laughing your fucking head off at me as bottom of the class with no job to go to.’

‘I hadn’t thought like that at all.’

‘Oh yeah.’.

‘Now you can go off and be fucking mister know all with guys just as brainy as you.’

And with that Phil grabbed hold of Simon and pushed to back against the wall face forwards shoving his face against the concrete wall.

‘That hurts’, Simon squealed

‘Of course it fucking hurts. What you deserve for being so fucking clever. Now raise your arms high.’

With Simon now pinned against the wall, Phil put his hands around Simon’s waist and undid his flies.

‘What are you doing.’

‘Don’t fucking ask. I do as I want, got it.’

Phil then pulled down the rousers and underpants to Simon’s knees so that he had no way of running off.

‘Time I gave you a going away present. A blow job ain’t good enough for you now. You need something to really remember me. Time that virgin arse of yours got a right good fucking from my cock.’

‘No please I cant’ take that prick of yours up me.’

‘You bloody well will and you will feel my spunk all the way up. Take that to Uni with you.’

Simon was terrified to move and knew with his trousers around his knees he had no where to run.

Phil unzipped his jeans, his cock already stiff knowing what he had planned to do and yanked it out.

‘I’ve been fucking wanting my dick inside that arse of yours for a while. Thought best to leave it till we go our separate ways so you have a bloody sore memory of me.’

Phil lets a couple of big gobs of spit drop onto his cock and rubbed them up and down the shaft.

‘Now stick that arse of yours right out. I ain’t playing around with that hole of yours. No foreplay just a good fuck’

As Simon pushed his arse out he suddenly felt the tip of Phil’s stiff cock press against his cheeks finding its way to the hole. His hole reacted immediately trying to close any entry. Phil pulled Simon’s cheeks apart so he could see exactly where his prick was going.

‘Don’t think that by squeezing that hole of yours is gonna stop me. Its’ just gonna make if more painful but if that’s what you want OK. Up to you, faggot.’

Simon knew he had to relax and as he did so, so Phil pushed his head into the hole causing Simon to let out a great sound of pain. Phil put his hand over Simon’s mouth and whispered

‘You shut the fuck up. Take it like a man instead of being such a fucking wimp. Once I’ve fucked you that arse will be ready for any cock when you get to Uni. But it’s me who fucks you first.’

Still with his hand over Simon’s mouth , Phil put his other hand around Simon’s waist to grab as he started to let his shaft slip inside.

‘A great soft fucking hole you have there. Made to be fucked. Now stop any shouting got it,’

Simon grunted as Phil took his hand away and put his also around Simon;’ waist to allow him to push in and out. As he moved his hand into position he was suddenly aware that Simon’s had a ram rod boner.

‘Got a right boner there. I knew you wanted to be fucked. Seeing it’s the last time let me wank you as I fuck you eh?’

As Phil moved in and out and up and down Simon’s arse so Phil gripped Simon’s rod harder and slipped his hand up and down covering and uncovering Simon’s foreskin with its bright red head, precum oozing out

‘You won’t forget this fuck mate. Take my fucking cock all the way in that arse of yours, move in time with my dick, go on faster and faster. Get ready to take my spunk. I can feel that shaft of yours pulsating ready to burst.’

As Phil gave a final push into Simon’s arse he let out a deep groan and sank his teeth into Simons neck to stop his orgasmic noise. Simon’s head shot back letting out his own noise as he came in Phil’s hand the spunk shooting out against the shed wall.

Phil stood back and forced his still rigid cock down his jeans, looking at the mark he had left on Simon’s neck.

‘You will remember me for a while when that bruises up but most of all you will remember how I fucked your virgin arse. All that sticky cum of yours over the wall can just stay as a reminder of the day I fucked you. Now zip yourself up pick up your books and get the hell out of here. You won’t forget me.’

3 YEARS LATER

Simon returned home after graduating his Uni course with full honours. His parents were away for work for a year so he had the house to himself. Going out from time to time to get food etc he had seen a couple of his classmates, well hardly mates, and they acknowledged him but didn’t bother to ask what he was doing and how Uni has fared. ‘Stuff them ‘Simon said

A couple of days later there was a ring at the front door and Simon thinking it could be the postman opened the door to see Phil standing in front of him. At first he hardly recognised his bully from school. The guy was now a full skinhead, shaved glistening head. The Doc martens had been replaced with high white laced Ranger boots and he had bleached denim jeans tight against his legs and even at a quick glance Simon had seen the outline of his cock down one side. Obviously still commando then. He wore a black Fred parry and a green A1 jacket. A black leather back pack completed his clothing. If he had looked the bully at school he now looked almost terrifying and not someone you would ever want to cross. Simon’s eyes were out on stalks.

So you are back then. Word gets around. Must say you have bulked out quite a bit. Obviously at the Uni gym. Suits you but all that fucking wavy hair and you are still the same faggot I remember.’

‘So are you not going to ask me in and gimme a beer?’

As he said this Simon started swiftly to close the front door but Phil anticipated and placed his Ranger boot firmly in place.

‘Now that’s not very friendly is it.’ As he said it he thrust the door open almost knocking Simon back against the wall.

Moving quickly in and kicking the door shut Phil took hold of Simon’s shirt and said.

‘So lets’ go into the kitchen and get that beer. For your sake there had better be a couple in the fridge.’

Simon meekly obeyed his master and took out a beer opening it to hand to Phil. Gulping it down he said

‘I needed that. Right sit down. You and I have business to attend to.’

As Simon sat down there was no where for Simon to go.as Phil opened up the back pack and took out a length of rope.

‘Get your hands behind you over the back of the chair you pussy.’

‘What are you going to do?’

‘You will soon find out.’

As Simon obeyed so Phil set the knots in place

‘You are not gonna hurt me are you? I’ll suck you or whatever you want.’

‘Just shut the fuck up and you will soon see.’

Phil again dipped into the backpack and took out a professional hair razor.

‘Does this give you an idea?’

‘I think so.’

‘It’s time that mass of blond curls left your head. ‘

‘No, no please leave my hair.’

‘By the time I have finished you will have no hair. You will be just like me. Lovely fucking smooth head so flip your head and let me get started.’

Simon knew there was no way he could wriggle out of it and waited to hear the whirring sound of the razor. Within minutes he saw his blond locks fall onto the floor and he could feel so much more air around his head. He knew he was being scalped but was powerless. After several minutes Phil put the razor down and took another gulp of beer. He them took the shaving foam out of his kit and another razor to remove the bits left of Simon’s head.

‘We want you nice and smooth no doubt there will be a few nicks but that will quickly go.. Coming on a treat now.’

He moved round to stand in front of Simon to admire his work.

‘At least from the neck up you look like a skin.’

Simon was looking straight into Phil’s crotch and could see a rock hard cock stretching down one side of his bleachers.

Giving his bulging outline a rub Phil said

‘Jeez staring to make be horny. Now for the next bit. I am gonna untie you and then you get down on yer knees in front of me got it.? Don’t even think of doing anything other than I tell you.’

Simon sank top his knees in front of his master his bully.

‘Those nice Ranger boots of mine need a cleaning and I know from your cock sucking days that you have plenty of spit to clean them just as I want . Do the right one first. I want to make sure I can see my face in the toe cap right. Placing both hands on the ground Simon bent over the right boot and started to let his spit flow over the cap licking it and tasting the dirt in his mouth. He covered the cap with his spit.

‘Now let me see what you have done boy. ‘As Simon took his face back and Phil looked down.

‘That not what I call fucking clean you sad faggot.’ Placing his other foot on Simon’s head he forced him down so his lips were pressed against the leather.

‘Now fucking lick and clean got it. ‘

Simon could hardly get his spit out as he boot pressed down harder and harder but he knew he had to keep Phil happy.

‘Let me see now .’Phil barked ‘That’s better now get on and do the same to the other unless you want a fucking bruised lip.’

Simon licked and licked until he was pushed away.

‘Not a bad faggot are you. That’s it got a nice shine on them now.

So next I want you to take my back pack into your bedroom and I will wait for you. So gimme me another beer while I wait here.’

Simon replied,

‘I have no more in the fridge but let me get you one for the utility room.’

‘Oh my the fucking utility room. Get you faggot. Well go on get and give me now.’

Simon returned with the opened beer and took the back pack.

Once in his bedroom he opened up and let the contents fall onto the bed. It was a complete skinhead gear like Phil’s. He wanted Simon to look like him to be his fellow skin and sub. Seeing all the gear spread out over the bed immediately had Simon’s cock reaching full length inside he jeans straining to get out. He decided not to look in the mirror until he had everything on. It took no time to strip all his clothes off by which time his throbbing cock was almost vertical the foreskin now pulled tightly back.

Apart from the Ranger boots which looked worn, all the clothes were new and obviously bought for Simon. He put on the tight bleachers inching them up his legs no longer the skinny legs of 3 years ago but know showing muscle from workouts which made pulling them up more difficult. The worst part was trying to press his throbbing cock down one leg which just bulged more and more inside a small stain of precum starting to seep through. Then the white socks and pulled them up as high as he could having noted how Phil wore them over the top of the rangers. The rangers had red laces and as it was the first time he had worn them it seemed to take ages to lace up.

‘Get a fucking move on boy’ he heard Phil shout.

Next the white Fred Perry which was a size too small and looked glues to his now bigger chest, his six pack showing through and the nipples he had been cultivating sticking out.

Finally the black A1 jacket and he was complete. Simon was trembling with excitement as he stood in front of the mirror to see his new identity.

Gone was the pretty college boy with wavy hair and student clothing. Gone was the bookish young man. Staring out from the mirror was a skinhead in full skin gear. His shaved head made him look rough, threatening and as Simon curled his lip he could see himself as an aggressor. His bulked up frame made him look tougher than Phil as he spread out his arms and placed them firmly on his hips. From the nearby drawer he pulled out his new toy, a stainless steel knuckleduster and fitted it to his hand. He stood with his legs apart and admired the way the bleachers clung to his muscular legs his bulging cock so rock hard and looking desperate to get out with the precum stain getting bigger by the minute. Shit was he horny.

All was quiet in the kitchen as Sion barged in.

Phil was slumped in the chair out cold

‘Just as I have planned for the last 3 years’ Simon grinned. ‘All I needed to do was show myself around town and I knew Phil would find out. Like a bloody bee to a honey pot. Now time to let him know who can be the boss, the Dom.’

Lifting Phil was no problem for Simon’s new physique as he flung Phil across the kitchen table. Taking the ropes that had been used on hime to be scalped he firmly tied Phils arms to two of the legs and then his legs to the other two. He was firmly under Simon;s control.

Time to bring you round mate and let the show begin. Using both hands Simon swiped Phil across the face several times the face showing red marks with the power of the slaps. Phil came to.

What the fuck is going on

What the fuck is going is that you are strapped to the table and aint going anywhere.

Untien me you fucking little faggot now

Looking at you now I aint any faggot. I call myself Si and at this moment you are totally under my control. You made me a skin and as you know skins take no prisoners. You are now my faggot.

Si lifted his right hand and brought it down sharply on Phils arse.

Phil let out a shout of pain

‘Get your fucking hand off my arse’

‘Talking like that won’t do you any good in fact I think you deserve a couple of harder slaps.

Si hit again and again as Phil tried to wriggle, his screaming heightening.

‘Just let me go.’

‘Remember 3 years on the last day of school? You were so fucked off at me being the clever one that you said you were going to sort out my Virgin arse. Remember.’

As Si said this he brought his knucklduster hand round to Phils mouth. ‘Now I could really do you some harm and perhaps I will because its time someone sorted out your Virgin arse. Bet you have never been fucked. You always said I had a good sized dick so now is the time to have it rammed all the way up that tight little arse of yours. And good that those bleachers of yours have a rear zip. Perhaps you have been hoping for a fuck.’

‘Don’t you even think of fucking me.’

‘I’m not thinking about it I am gonna fuck you good and proper and you will feel my balls being drained of all the spunk I have been saving up for you. My cock is rock hard and seeing those nice red cheeks of yours peeping out of the bleachers has made me fucking horny. I’ve done 3 years of martial arts and any attempt to push me around I can break your fucking neck so shut the fuck up.’

Si stood back and plunged his hand into his tight bleachers and wrestled to get his boner out. He could feel the precum still seeping out of the hole. He needed to make that precum full of spunk

Si walked round to the front of the table so Phil could see the fully erect cock.

‘Remember that dick of mine now.’

‘You fucking bastard’ Phil replied and spat out, Si collecting the spit and rubbing it onto his shaft.

‘That was a good idea. Now you can have your own spit up your arse.’

Si returned to the arse end of the table and put both hands on Phils cheeks.

‘Remember you told me to breathe as you started to sink that cock of yours in. Well I’m telling you to breathe carefully as I have a bigger dick and just make sure that hole of yours relaxes cause it will only be more painful for you. Maybe you have been dreaming of my cock all these 3 years.’

Si lined his prick to the juicy hole opening and started to slip the thick head into the hole.

‘Fucking hell I can’t take it, you are too big for my hole..’

‘Relax you faggot. You are going to take every last drop of my spunk.’

Si pushed his moist head into the waiting hole

‘Shiiiit its too big for me.’

‘You didn’t worry about it when you fucked my virgin arse did you. Stop being a little boy and act like a man a tough skinhead and take my hard knob all the way up that juicy arse of yours. I’ll pause for a minute for you to get your breath back, more than you did for me but get ready for the full shaft to slide up you.’

‘I cant’, I can’t.’

‘Yes you fucking can and will.’

With that Si slid his throbbing shaft in and in until it was the full way up, Phil scarcely able to breathe. Finally Phil could feel Si’s pubes up against his bum.

‘There you are its all the way up you. A nice virgin arse is no longer and its’ your little faggot that is going to fuck the life of you.’

Si stated to slowly slid the cock in and out almost taking it to when the head was on the edge then would thrust it in as hard as he could.

At first Phil squealed and then started to relax and as he did so Si put his hands around the front of Phil’s bleachers and felt his crotch.

‘For someone who reckons he is such a top and butch and never been fucked that knob of your’s is as hard as mine. So maybe you like being fucked after all maybe me dressed as a skin is making you nice and horny. Looking at you in your full skinhead gear with the arse zip open and me guiding my dick up in full gear is a fucking turn on for me. The more I am sliding in the more I can feel that arse of yours inside wetter and wetter. You are fucking loving this, admit it.’

‘Jesus its amazing.’

‘And its me who has taken your virginity. Think about that with your hard dick straining inside those bleachers. Now let’s get some spunk into you. Raise that arse of yours so I feel my cock going the full way in . take every inch of my fat dick and wait for me to explode insider you.’

Si gripped Phils arse cheeks even tighter and thrust his cock in and out with increasing rapidity.

‘Take all my spunk my little faggot.’

‘Christ fuck me let me have it .’Phil shouted.

I’m cummin let your skin sub show you he’s more of a man than you just now.’

And with that Si felt the spunk leave his balls and flow into his shaft and erupt up Phils arse.

‘Fucking hell take it all .’

‘Jesus,’ shouted Phil, ‘I’ve just cum in my bleachers what a fucking mess.’

Si withdrew his cock with cum starting to ooze out of Phils bum and drip onto the floor.. As he stood with his cock still stiff he undid the ropes tying Phil to the table.

Phil stood up and turned to Si, grabbing him and letting his tongue down Si’s mouth.

‘That was fucking amazing. To have my virgin arse fucked by you is the best. From the first time I had you give me a blow job behind the shed I wanted you and not just as my faggot as I kept telling you. I had to act that way but I wanted you so much and that fuck was the best ever. I hated you going away for 3 years and if you only knew the number of times I wanked myself thinking of that fuck.’

Si smiled. ‘I kept tabs on you all the time and knew you had become a skinhead. It was what I wanted most of all but I wanted you to be the one to make me like you. I had to have my revenge but I also have only wanted you since that first time.’

‘Christ’ Phil said ‘have we wasted 3 years?’

‘No we needed that time to get to where we are now. I’m back in town because of you and I will stay if you want that.’

Phil grabbed Si’s cock and said ‘Of course I fucking want that.’

Si replied ‘I suggest you get out of those spunk stained bleachers and get into the shower. I will be straight in behind you and we will see who does what to each other.’

‘I will be waiting’ Phil grinned.

rbbrbikerthorp

One of the best Skinhead stories I've read in ages.

southskinuk

Great story

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