The Outsider Chapter 9

The Outsider Chapter 9
by Aldric

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"Hey, Pete, hold up!" Rob shouted at me. I turned around and saw there were six of them; Billy Sanders, Jacob Hanly, Bob, Greg, Rob Lynch, and a boy I didn't know. As far as I knew they were all outsiders. I wanted to run but the only place I had to run to was my cousin's house and if my sister found out I ran away she'd take away the trip to my friend's house. So I waited.

"What do you guys want?" I asked as they caught up with me.

"We want you to stop causing trouble for us," Rob said. "Because you won't listen the other kids are starting to pick on all of us again, and we're tired of it. So we're going to teach you the proper way to behave if you're an outsider in this town."

They had gathered in a circle around me. I was scarred since I had no idea what they were going to do. We were in an area away from any houses and where I seldom saw any other people, which meant that I couldn't count on any help.

"First thing, strip for us, take everything off," Bill said.

"What are you going to do to me?" I asked.

Instead of answering me, they showed me. All six of them grabbed at my clothing and started pulling. My shirt was ripped in half and pulled free and when they couldn't rip my pants a few of them pulled out short knives and cut them from my body. The reminder of the clothes were cut into pieces and thrown into a pile. Everything that had been in my pockets was thrown about.

"Every command we give you will be obeyed instantly. Any failure to do that will prolong your punishment," Jacob said.

The boy I didn't know pulled a can of lighter fluid out of his backpack and a pack of matches and handed them to me. "Burn them," he said, pointing at what used to be my clothes.

I guess I moved quickly enough because nothing bad happened as I sprayed some lighter fluid on the pile and then struck a match to it.

One of the boys handed me a small folding camping saw and a knife in a sheath. "Go over to the trees and cut each of us a branch as big around as your index finger and three to four feet in length," he told me.

I took the items but looked at him with tears in my eyes. "Please don't do this; I'll do what you say; just..."

He kicked my legs out from under me and the other boys grabbed my legs and dragged me face down towards the trees. Grass and twigs were scrapping across my dick and balls.

"You don't beg, you don't cry, you just DO WHAT YOU WERE TOLD TO DO!" Rob shouted right in my ear as they dragged me.

They dropped me near the trees. I couldn't stop crying but they ignored that as they watched me select and cut the branches. As soon as I had six of them cut I was told to strip the leaves off. I worked as quickly as I could.

"Hand each of us one," I was commanded as soon as I was done. I gave each of the one of the switches.

"The rules are simple. You do exactly what we tell you, and you do it immediately or we use these on your ass," Jacob said. "You don't beg, you don't cry, you just do what we say. It's simple, so simple even you can learn it eventually."

"Ask me to beat you with this," Jacob said, indicating the branch I had just given him.

"Beat me," I said without any feeling.

"Billy, show him how it's done," Jacob said.

"Jacob, I need you to beat me with that switch so that I can learn to behave better," Billy said. He then turned his back and bent over. Jacob looked like he was thinking about doing it, but didn't hit him.

"See the difference between you and him? Now you try it again. Ask me and Billy to beat you."

"Jacob and Billy, I want you to use the switches on me so I can learn to be better," I said, this time with a little more feeling. I bent over in front of Jacob.

The switch hurt more than I thought it would, but not as much as the cane. They each hit me two times.

The boys started pulling stuff out of their packs. "Eat this," Billy told me. He handed me a small Tupperware dish and a plastic spoon. I opened the Tupperware and sniffed, and as soon as I did the boys behind me started hitting me with the branches. As I turned around the others got their strokes in too. I began to cry again.

"Here's another one," Billy said, giving me a bigger Tupperware bowl. "Now eat them both."

I was pretty sure it was baby food. It smelled horrible and tasted worse but I didn't want another round of strikes from the branches so I forced the contents of both containers down.

"Drink this," Greg said, handing me a plastic bottle filled with yellow liquid.

I unscrewed the top and avoided sniffing that too. I expected it to be piss yet somehow brought my arm up and chugged it down. It turned out to be a warm and flat soft drink of some kind.

"You thought it was going to be something different, didn't you?" Greg asked. I nodded my head, and he said, "You were almost right, half of it was piss." They all laughed and I turned slightly green and could feel the bile rising in my throat but managed to keep from barfing.

"Cut yourself," Bob said, handing me a knife.

"Anywhere?" I asked.

"Yeah, just do it," Bob said, and then suddenly he turned red and said to the others "Oh shit. I screwed up, didn't I?"

"You're damned right you screwed up, Bob. We discussed this. You should have told him to cut his dick or balls just for asking, but you didn't, did you?" Jacob told him.

Jacob turned to me next. "He told you to cut yourself, didn't he?" I realized I was still standing there holding the knife. I knew if I thought about it I wouldn't be able to do it so I just closed my eyes and sliced the tip of one of the fingers on my left hand.

"What do you suppose happens next?" Jacob asked me.

"Because I didn't do what Bob said right away I get beaten again," I said.

This time I bent over and didn't try and stop them. They each gave me four hits and the stinging was getting worse.

"Looks like we drew a little blood that time," Jacob said as I stood up. "You'd better start learning fast or you'll be a mess by the time we're done."

"Hey, what about Bob?" asked the kid I didn't know. "Does he have to do his punishment now?"

"Yeah Ed, I think now's as good a time as any," Jacob said, turning towards Bob.

Bob immediately pulled his shoes off, unhooked his belt and dropped his shorts and boxers and removed them. Then he pulled his shirt off over his head. Once he was naked he looked at me and said, "Join me in a sixty-nine." He laid down on his side.

I had heard of it, but I had never seen it done. It took a little coaching from the others to get in just the right position. Apparently this was okay because I didn't get hit. Bob got my dick in his mouth first and I realized that I had to suck on his at the same time. The other boys began to cheer us on.

I'd never had a blow job in my life, and I probably would have enjoyed this one if I wasn't sucking the other boy's dick at the same time while five other kids looked on. Bob was a year younger than me and his dick was shorter than Rob's so it wasn't poking me in the back of my throat. But from the side his hair was tickling my lips.

I made him cum fairly quickly and knew without being told to swallow it. There wasn't much, and now that I was done with my part I let his dick drop from my mouth. I closed my eyes and tried to pretend a girl was sucking me until I felt my body stiffen. I held back for a second before shooting down Bob's throat.

We quickly untangled and got up. Bob remained naked.

"Let that be a reminder for the rest of you—don't help him and don't make it easy on him. Ed, you can go next. What do you have for him?"

Ed had a something wrapped up in a small black bag. He opened it for me and set the items down on the ground. I saw two bright green pieces of plastic, the first about four inches long and the second one about five. They both were curved. There was also a black strap of some kind and a tube of something labeled 'KY'. I was completely lost as to what I was supposed to do with them.

Seeing my confusion, Ed explained. "They're vibrating butt plugs," he said. "I had to wear them in school. I got to start with the small one and had three days before I had to wear the big one. You lubricate one of them, push it through this hole in the strap, slide the vibrating head inside, and push it up your butt. I'd recommend you start with the smaller one."

"Shit, they actually made you wear that in school?" Rob asked.

"Not just wear it, but turn it on. Fortunately none of the teachers heard it, but it drove me crazy; I was hard all the time. It was very hard to get in the first time and they were going to just shove it up there but one of the older kids stopped them. It was a good thing too; you can hurt somebody that way."

He stood up and stepped back. I had by this time caught on to the fact that if I didn't move right away I was hit with the branches and then got something even worse, so I picked up the smaller tube, surprised at how it felt. It was flexible and soft, yet firm. I put it together like Ed had showed and tried to push it in, but it wouldn't go.

"It might be easier if you lie on your back and pull your legs up to your chest. Also, don't squeeze, move your anus like you're taking a dump," Ed said to me. To the rest of the group he said, "I have to tell him how to get it in, I'm not making it easier for him."

Nobody complained and I followed his directions. It still took a few tries but once it started to insert in went in all the way. I stood up and pulled the harness around me and fastened it. Ed showed me where the control buttons were in a little pouch and told me to put it on the middle setting.

He turned back to the others and said, "The third setting drains the batteries too fast, they only last an hour or two. But on the middle setting they lasted all day in school for me."

I turned it on and moaned as the flexible head began to vibrate slightly. I could feel it twist around inside me and then it hit a spot that caused my dick to twitch and almost brought me to my knees. Except for me moaning all that could be heard was a soft buzzing noise.

"It's right on his prostrate," Ed said with a laugh. "It's going to drive him crazy there. As he moves around it will turn, but it keeps coming back and stimulating it."

"What's the prostrate?" Rob asked.

"I don't know what it's for, but I do know that when the tip touches it you get a hard on and when it vibrates against it you feel really good, like just before you shoot, except that the feeling doesn't go away," Ed explained.

"The prostrate is what the doctor checks when he sticks his finger up your butt," Billy said. Apparently most of the boys had experienced that from the way they reacted. I was getting hard and there was nothing I could do to stop the feeling.

"There are six extra batteries in the case here," Ed said. They cost about a dollar each and Wyatt Homestead made me buy them so I'm going to take six dollars from your wallet Pete."

He found my wallet in the grass back near the path and pulled out some money, holding it up so I could see what he took. The vibrator was stuck on my prostrate and was driving me crazy. I wanted so much to turn the thing off but I knew that would be a big mistake.

"I'm next," Rob said. He handed me a pair of real handcuffs. "Put them on behind your back," he said.

Again, I didn't want anything worse so I did as he said. Once my hands were secured behind me he hung a key on a string around my neck.

"Do you remember what you said at your cousin's house when I was there?" Rob asked.

I didn't make him ask twice. "Yeah, I remember; I'm queer."

"And what do queers like to do?"

"They like to give blow jobs," I said. Tears were starting again but there was nothing I could do to stop them. The whole thing was so unfair.

"Then get started and don't screw around because you have to do all six of us at least once," he said, ignoring my tears. "And this time if I feel your teeth I'll make it a lot worse!"

"Cool!" Jacob said. "I've never had a blow job before."

"Yeah, well don't get too used to it," Rob said as he unzipped his pants and pulled his dick out. "Because as outsiders this will probably never happen to us again. But we have permission to make him do it to us this time."

As before, he was flaccid and expected me to do all the work. I dropped down to my knees in front of him as the other boys crowded around to watch.

A few licks across the pink head got some reaction from his dick and when I tried to push my tongue into his piss hole he quickly began to get hard. I was careful about my teeth as I went to work on him. After having done Scott and his friend Todd a few times I had a better idea of what worked and used my experience. It didn't as long as the first time I had sucked Rob off.

"You're a lot better at this then before," he said when I finished. "Thanks a lot; that was great. I might even want a second one after everyone else is done."

I shuddered at the idea of having to do this to him again but I remained quiet. I thought the next boy would come to stand in front of me but instead they made me come to them. I tried to stand up but Jacob told me to stay on my knees.

Next to Rob as Ed, so I went to him. He pulled out his dick and it was obvious he was an eighth grader. His dick was semi-erect and over five inches long and probably an inch in diameter. Black hair spilled out from the fly in his boxers.

I tried to take his whole dick into my mouth but nearly gagged when the tip hit the back of my throat. I worked on the glans until he was completely hard and then tried to just suck about half way down but he grabbed my head and pulled it into his groin. Somehow I kept from retching as he jerked into me several times before he shot and then my mouth filled up with cum. It leaked down my chin as I gasped for breath.

"He spilled some, so I'm going to speed up the vibrator for him until he's done. And I think I'll have another go after everybody else has had a turn too."

On high speed the vibrator was a little louder but there was one positive outcome as it twisted around again and wasn't hitting my prostrate now.

Billy was next. He was a lot easier because his dick was much smaller. He was already hard when I got in front of him and he squirmed as I started in on him. It didn't take long and I made sure to swallow all of his cum.

Greg was in the same grade as me but he was no more developed than Billy was and used his hands to try and keep the other boys from seeing his dick. I worked on him for several minutes but couldn't even get him hard.

"Is there a problem here" Jacob asked.

"He won't get hard," I said, taking a chance by speaking. "I'm doing everything I can."

"I can't, not with you guys watching," Greg said. He had already put his still flaccid dick back inside his pants.

"Okay, we'll save your turn for last then. Go on to somebody else Pete."

Bob was next, another sixth grader. He was built a lot like Billy and with just a fine splattering of hair above the base of his dick. He was mostly erect and was using his hands to get stiff while I crawled over on my knees. A drop of precum was already formed and hanging from his piss hole. I didn't even start with my tongue but rather just slid my lips over my teeth and started working my way down his shaft. On the second trip down he shuddered and shot some very watery cum into my mouth.

Jacob was also ready for me and was grinning as I got in front of him. He was smaller than Ed, but not by a lot. I had learned from doing Ed how to push it in slightly sideways so it didn't gag me. When he came in five different spurts, each one loaded with cum. As with Ed I couldn't hold it all in so some leaked out and dribbled down my chin.

"So who else is up for seconds?" Rob asked, stepping in front of me with his dick out again.

"I think I will," Ed said.

"Me too," said Billy.

The other boys all said they had to get going because it was getting late. That caused Ed to look at his watch and say, "Shit, it is. I guess I need to head home too."

I was hoping they all had to leave but Rob and Billy hung around and Rob told Greg to stay. "You can wait until everyone else is gone if you want, but you really need to try this while you can. He's pretty good at it and you might never get another change in this town."

I went to work on Rob for the second time. My jaws were getting sore so I used my tongue as much as I could. Since I had made him cum just a few minutes ago it took a little longer and he shot less, but I was able to get him off.

Billy took his place. This would be the third time today I had sucked him off, and it took a while just to get him hard. He did finally climax, but much to my relief only a tiny drop of cum came out. The important thing was, he was satisfied.

"Don't chicken out Greg," he said as he was leaving. "Make him do a good job on you."

"Hey, do I turn off the vibrator or take the cuffs off him when I'm done?" Greg asked.

"Hell, no. He'll find his way home and maybe somebody there will take care of that." Billy looked at me and added, "I hope you learned something from this today. We don't want the other kids starting on us again just because you're too stupid to learn how life is here. If you continue to screw up we'll have a blanket party for you."

Greg stood there and watched until Billy was over a hill and out of sight. "I guess I'll get going too," he said to me.

I had a bad feeling that if I didn't suck each one of them and my cousin found out that both Greg and me would suffer for it. In fact, I was sure I'd have to suck him with her and a bunch of other kids watching. "Greg, has anyone picked on you in the last week because of me?"

"Yeah, I guess so. I mean, I guess all the outsiders are getting picked on again. Maybe it's because of you."

"Then I deserve this. Come on back over here and let's do it."

"Ah, I don't know," he said. His ears were red and his face blushed. "I had to give blow jobs to about a dozen kids when I started here, so I know what it feels like."

"Okay, so you know how it feels to give one. But you probably don't know how it feels to get one. I'm not going to complain if you walk away, but here's your chance to experience it from the other side."

"I, uh, I don't shoot yet," he said, almost in a whisper.

"Doesn't matter to me. You want one or not? I've had to blow my cousin a couple of times and he doesn't cum yet either but he sure enjoys it."

"You won't tell the other guys?" he asked.

"I won't tell."

He stepped forward and unzipped his pants. I could see that he was nearly hairless. His dick was small, about four inches long and not very thick. I again used my tongue, and once he got used to it he immediately started getting hard. His dick had a strong turn to the left and up, making me move to the side and lean forward, but once I got it all in my mouth and started working on the shaft he got into it right away and started rocking his hips forward. After a few seconds he gave one push that was a lot harder than the others and much to my surprise, and his, he actually shot a small amount of semen into my mouth.

"Wow, that really felt great," he said. "I've never cum before. Can we do it again?" Now he was excited and wanted more.

But I saw a movement behind him and looked around him to see. He turned and looked too. We could see someone else approaching.

"Uh, I'd better get out of here," he said. He was still pushing his dick back in his pants as he took off in a fast walk away from the person approaching.

It turned out to be Joel Treadmore, the kid who sat behind me in my first period class.

"Looks like you and the other outsiders were having a party. You should know you guys aren't allowed to celebrate anything without permission from someone other than another outsider."

"My cousin told them they could," I said.

He started looking around, finding the area where I had first stopped and had my clothes ripped off, and then the remains of the fire where I had burned them.

"You burned the underpants I gave you?" he asked.

"Yeah. All my clothes."

"Too bad." He walked around me, checking out the vibrating plug in my ass and the harness that held it in place. "Looks like you're in a tough spot." I didn't say anything. "What were you and Greg doing?"

"I was giving him a blow job," I said.

"Oh really? An outsider giving a blow job isn't that unusual, but to another outsider? Why were you doing that?"

"Because him and some of the other outsiders were teaching me how to behave as an outsider."

"And what did they teach you?"

"To do what I'm told as soon as I'm told to do it, without complaining, questioning it, or whining."

"If you had learned that the first day at school life probably would have been a lot easier for you. Are you any good at it?"

"They left; I guess that means they were satisfied with their teaching."

"No, not that," he said. "Are you any good at giving blow jobs?"

Now I was stuck. How do you answer a question like that? "Greg enjoyed it. And Billy and Rob made me do it twice to them."

"Well, Greg would know I guess. He was like you, a slow learner and he ended up giving more than a couple of blow jobs when he first started school here. He hated having to suck his best friends off more than anything else that was done to him. I even got one from him. How about I get one from you and compare?"

As soon as he freed his dick I got started. For a local kid he wasn't very well hung, about the same as me—maybe five inches when hard and thin. But he kept giving me directions, telling me to lick the tip, then the underside, then to suck. Each time I thought he was about to cum he'd have me go back to licking him, trying to go as long as he could without shooting.

Finally he was either bored or ready. He pushed into me, almost knocking me over backward. All of the foreplay had made a difference because when he shot he just kept coming and coming. It wasn't as much as Ed but it was the longest orgasm of any of the kids I had blown.

"I think you're better. Next week I'll have to have Joel and Troy give you a test and see what they think. Maybe we'll have you and Greg side-by-side so we can compare better."

I felt like crying again, wondering if this was ever going to end.

"I guess you're about out of the underpants I gave you, aren't you?" I told him both pairs were gone.

He pulled out a pair from his back pack. "I took these from my little brother's dirty clothes hamper this morning. Sorry they aren't clean, but you'll take care of that. I want them clean every day when you come to school. If they get taken at school then you need to find me and tell me and I'll figure out what to do about it. I don't want you to lose these, so open up."

He held the underpants in front of my face and I opened my mouth as wide as I could. Just before he pushed them in I could see a yellow stain on the crotch.

He gathered up my wallet and stuff from my pockets and put it in my backpack. Then he took the key from around my neck and released the handcuffs and had me put the backpack on before locking my hands again and slipping the key back around my neck. All that was left was my shoes, which I slid my feet into.

"Have a nice walk home, and don't forget to have clean underpants on every day in case I check."