The Bully and the Frail

**Note: All characters and scenarios in this story are all fiction. The story will talk about bullying and it is not my intention to offend anyone with this issue. Any type of bullying is bad and should never be encouraged. Again, all these are fiction.***

Chapter 2: The Frail

“Lee! It’s 8 am! You’re gonna be late for school!” I can hear my Mom shouting from downstairs. I was supposed to be up 30 minutes ago. I’ve been awake earlier than that. I was contemplating getting up and going to school, what gives? I’ll just suffer regardless, or be alone the rest of the day. I chuckled at the thought. I’d prefer to be alone in all honesty, my life would’ve been more peaceful like that. But that wouldn’t be possible, right?

I finally got the courage to stand up and prepare for hell. Before I go downstairs I make sure to convince myself that everything’s good. A facade to make myself look happy in the presence of my Mom. She means a lot to me, it’s just as two now. A year ago Dad passed away, and that’s when things started to go downhill for me. Aside from comforting Mom, we had to move back to my Mom’s old place, close to where she grew up and close to relatives. It was a rough year for both of us, Dad left us with too much debt; he kept it from us, and he didn’t tell us that his business has already gone bankrupt. Mom was a stay-at-home wife and after Dad’s death, she went to find a job again.

Mom is a 1st generation Filipino immigrant. Grandparents flew here from the Philippines long ago to live a new life. Since then they’ve been grinding hard for their future. Mom married Dad, an Italian-American who was born and raised here the same as Mom. So I’m actually like a multiracial kid. Even though I got the Asian genes. I have black silky hair and a very pale complexion, I’m also very thin. I look like a fragile kid, maybe that’s why I’m the target at my new school. Back in my old one, I’m surrounded by childhood friends and we stand up for one another. I am gay, I came out to my Mom and Dad 2 years ago. I’m not a very “out” type kind of gay, just discreet. At my old school, there are plenty of queer kids too even in my circle. And since I’m in a new environment, I tried to be as lowkey as possible.

The first year was really fine, I made friends, and did well with academics too. But it is not known at school I was gay, no one ever ask anyway. So when I got invited to a party by some rich kid during the semester break, one member of a varsity team approached me and started flirting with me. We ended up kissing but I was so surprised when his friends and some of my friends started cheering for us. I thought they were like happy for us or something. But no. it was a dare by those jocks. The dare is to out me as gay. And they did, I wasn’t affected since I wasn’t hiding or anything but their reaction was different. They were filming me on their cameras, and suddenly a girl approached us and smack me hard on my cheeks. She’s the girlfriend of the jock who kissed me, he was laughing at me by the way, and said things like “Faggot! I knew you were one ever since you come to this school” or somewhere along those lines. After that incident, I’m constantly being picked on, and the other queers at school didn’t help me. They thought I gay-baited the guys. This is not true, some guys just really thought I was a “she.” Most guys do flirt with me, but I just laugh it off most of the time. I only found out that those jocks were taking revenge on me for turning their friend down. After that everything for me is just hell.

“Good morning Mom.” I greeted her as I get some water from the fridge.

“How are things at school?” She asked without looking at me as she prepare for her work.

“Nothing special, same old. How’s work?”

“I’m gonna be late again, I made some dinner, just go and heat it. I’ll help your aunt with her shop.” She said as she readied to head out. Kissing me goodbye as she went out of the house.

I arrived at school on time as I always did. I try to minimize contact with people for good reasons. I always use the back doors of the campus whenever possible. I’m ok being an outcast, all the words don’t affect me. They call me gay as an insult but it isn’t one since I am gay. The worst part about my situation, is I kind of become a slave to those jocks. Not just a slave, a sex slave.

It all started this year, during PE time. Everyone knows in our class that I am gay. And in the changing room, the guys are just disgusted by my presence, even snickering at me. So whenever we change, I’ll let them all do their thing and when everyone’s gone I’ll then do mine.

After I ensured the guys had left the changing room, I entered and showered myself. It’s really good to shower in peace. As I was showering and my thoughts are in the moment, I felt a presence behind me. I turned around and found one of the jocks there standing so close to me. After I cleared my eyes from the water I recognize it wasn’t just one of those jocks, it was Jim, the basketball team captain. He’s staring down at me, his eyes are just like a predator, it was like he was eating my existence up. He’s very intimidating.

He was just standing there looking at me. Before I started to open my mouth he stepped closer and brought one of his arms to the wall across my face pinning me. I was scared by now, I knew I’d get beaten up, this is how bullying is as far as I know. His face moved closer to mine which made my eye shut in fear, then with a low growl he said,

“Suck my dick you fag.” I opened my eyes immediately at this.

“W-what?” I asked him, stuttering.

“You deaf or something? I said suck my dick!” He repeated this time he sound annoyed.

“Uhm no I wo-“ I wasn’t able to finish my sentence as he grabbed my face with his free hand and a little force.

“Listen, Erica and I are in a rough situation now so I’m not getting the sex I should be getting, I know you've been staring at me during PE and here. You wanted this so I’m giving it to you. If you don’t then at least I’d just beat you to a pulp to release my anger.” He threatened. This gave me chills the way he said, it’s like he’s ready to kill me then and there. The shower is still pouring but I’m sure my eyes are as well from this. I was sobbing as I slowly nodded at his request. He then released his hands from my face and the wall and straightened himself getting ready.

I slowly kneeled in front of him still unsure if I should continue or not. He stared down at me waiting. His dick is semi-hard by now. I gently held it in my hands and worked to jerk him nervously. He moaned from the action. I stroke it slowly with my right hand. I can barely hold it whole as his cock, even though half hard, is still a good 7 inches one, might be 8 inches when fully erect. That’s when I stroked it with my other hand. Gripping the growing cock in front of me.

“Just put it in your mouth already you piece of shit!” He said impatiently. I complied and had his head on my lips and slowly inside my mouth. I don’t know if it’s because I was so scared, 1 because someone might find us, 2 he might just beat me still, but my dick is slowly getting hard as well.

He was moaning as I slowly swallow him, by now he was fully erect and I might be right about his size. His thickness is probably about 3 inches. I’m surprised I can even fit him in my mouth halfway. I’m sucking him gently and he started moving his hips. He started slow and then he began to be aggressive. He was now thrusting into my mouth, basically mouthfucking me.

I began gagging from it but he didn’t stop. I tried to move my head away but he grabbed my head and clenched my hair pinning me in the position as he continued. He was so lost and suddenly he thrust so deep inside my mouth and stayed in like that. He was deep-throating me on his own. I’m crying now and gargling, saliva dripping from my mouth. After a moment started mouth fucking me again. His moans and grunts echo the showers together with my gagging.

He switches from violently thrusting and holding in deep inside my mouth until I felt him tense.

“I’m cumming, I want you to swallow everything bitch!” He said as he made more couple thrusts before he went deep inside me again. His cum flooded my mouth and throat, I couldn’t move away. I was choking on his dick and cum. After some time, he removed his dick from my mouth and washed it in the shower. I fell staring at the floor coughing as he showered.

He then stepped in front of me again and crouched down. He then grabbed me by the cheeks again and force me to look at him. He can see my erection as he smirked.

“You’re my slave now, if I want you to suck me, you’d suck me, if I want to fuck you, I’d fuck the shit out of you, if some in the team want some, you’ll give them what they want. Tell other people then you’re fucked. I’ll break those scrawny limbs of yours with pleasure. You’re my bitch now remember that. Now do something with that thing you pervert faggot.” He then spat on my face before letting me go and leaving.

I just broke down crying from what happened. But why am I hard? I slowly touched myself. Feeling hot and aroused from the actions that happened earlier. I was stroking myself, fast, while crying, being under the shower. How miserable must I have looked? And how disgusting it is that I’m aroused by it.

Not long after I came. My liquid slowly slid down the drain of the shower. I was sobbing, panting. I was humiliated and embarrassed, but as much as I hate to admit it…I was sexually aroused.

The first half of the class was ok, I was in a different class from the jocks so I was safe. Still have no friends nonetheless, but I enjoy the peace.

It was lunchtime and Jim has texted me, he wanted me to meet him near the covered court now. I was hesitant and just want to have lunch with peace. I put my headphones on and ignored his message and went out of my building. As I was heading to the cafeteria I saw Jim and his lackeys from a distance. Jim saw me and he ran towards me, I was about to run away but he caught me by my shirt.

“Are you trying to run away from me?” He said as he positioned his arm around my neck, kinda like choking me.

“I told you to meet me, where the heck were you heading?” I struggle to release from his arm.

“I-I’m sorry, I was going to meet you, just gonna drop off some things-“ I didn’t finish my sentence as he spun me around so hard to face him then he slapped me as hard. My headphones came out from my other ear because of it. I felt a sting on my cheek, I’m pretty sure there’ll be a bruise on that later on.

“Don’t ever make an excuse! Be thankful the coach was looking for me and you didn’t have to go or else you’re dead. We’ll continue after class, be sure to be there or you’ll know what happened.” He threatened as he bump past me.

“Asshole!” I was so angry at him that I didn’t notice that that slipped from my mouth.

“What did you say?” He was feet away from me.

“I-I said nothing…” I was trembling.

“What. Did. You. Say?” He said as he stepped closer. Before he even reach me my foot just started to move on its own. I dash away from him. I don’t know where to hide, he was now chasing me but gladly I was fast for how thin I am, I was a track and field player back in my elementary school, so I ran and was far away from him. Now I had to hide. I went to one of the back doors of another building.

Because of panic, I wasn’t able to look at where I’m going until I bumped into the doors, it must’ve been locked coz the impact was so great I fell hard on my butt. I then saw shoes in front of me, I didn’t hit the doors but a person, a very big and strong one for sure.

“Hey, you should look into where you’re heading and not bow your head down.” He snickered. I tried to look at him from where I am and noticed he was some jock as well, might be from a different team but I knew him. I avoided his gaze as he might tell Jim about me. I stayed with my head down. My phone was on the floor because of the impact, I was afraid to pick it up. Why do I have an unlucky life, I wanted to cry at that moment but I had to go inside and hide.

“I’m sorry.” That is all I said and picked up my stuff, making sure he wouldn’t recognize me. I passed by him and hid. Knowing too well I’d be in the same class as Jim in the afternoon. My life is fucked.

Sure enough, afternoon came, and I was sitting on my chair dreading for Jim to come. Suddenly an arm reaches out over my back.

“No running away now bitch.” Jim whispered. That’s all he said as our teacher went into the room. My face still hurts from his slap earlier.

I was with Jim after class, I’m following him to the court, and he made it pretty clear that I’m fucked if I ran. I knew why he wanted me there. Every time he has a problem with girls, he’d spent his rage on me, sexually. We reached the changing room of the basketball court.

“What did you say to me earlier?” Jim asked as I knelt before him, I know too well this routine. I didn’t respond. He then cupped my face and inserted his thumb into my mouth.

“I know you like this.” I closed my eyes and started sucking on his thumb. After that, he wiped my saliva onto my face and begin to let out his erection. I didn’t hesitate and just immediately take his dick into my mouth to get it over with.

Same as before mouthfucked me so roughly, I can’t deny that I liked it, too. If Jim wasn’t a bad guy I would have sucked him regardless. After some time I made him cum and swallowed all his milk, by then I know how to work on his cock too well.

As I was coughing I saw a figure on the side of my eye at the door. I turned my head and there was a person there, he was touching himself as if he was there the whole time. He quickly went away but he was too big to not be missed.

It was the guy I bumped earlier, I’m sure of that.

Hi! Glad people seem to like the first chapter. Thanks to all who gave feedback. The first chapter was too short I didn't notice. I was limiting my pages. Hope this is much longer than the previous one. This will change the POV with each chapter to not get confused. Hope to get more feedback. Thanks for reading!