Bunge jugging a smartass

Schooling a 13 year old smartass on what not do at an older kids party

When I was 17, I already had 6 years under my belt fucking girls. I lost my virginity to an older woman when I was 11, she was almost 22. I love pussy, tits and was definitely into anal sex, which is the hole I lost my virginity in. It stuck. I loved buttfucking. Some would cry, some would just grunt, some would try to crawl out from it, but none were successful. Once my thick cock was in, it was until I blew my nuts into their bowels.

One evening I was at the party spot we hung out at, right along the river and way away from homes. Spent many summers there drinking and fucking. The location we went to was about 300 yards from the dirt road, so it made it really secluded and with all the pine nut and cottonwood trees around, made for an ‘out of site, out of mind’ place. That night was going to be way different….. I was going to fuck my first dude. The very 1st of only 4 in my entire life. But this one wasn’t because I got attracted to do so, it was to punish a smart ass.

Josh brought his 13 year old cousin with him that night. The kid was from Sacramento and was a straight up smart ass. The little fucker wasn’t even built to have a smart mouth. Thin and little muscle, he walked around pissing every one off all night. He did get drunk though and on one of his many trips to piss, I followed him. He wondered way away from all of us, stopped, pulled his shorts and under down and began pissing.

He was swaying from side to side, reaching out to hold onto the fallen tree he was pissing near. I walked up behind him quietly, checking his exposed butt cheeks out. I could see his little ball sack swaying away, as he shook his cock indicating he was finished. I quickly walked up behind, gave a shove and said “be careful, you don’t want to fall in it”. He fell over the tree and was totally exposed. He turned, look around at me and said “fuck you, man”. I smiled, dropped my shorts and exposed my raging boner. All I said was “okay”.

My cock isn’t the longest in the world, but I am extremely thick, nearly 2″ wide from the top, side to side. I am 7 1/2″ long, so I can really stir the guts up. He flipped himself around, his butt up against the fallen tree, with his legs spread a little, I could see his cock. It wasn’t tiny, but it wasn’t big either. He was trying to regain his balance and pull his shorts up, which were now around his ankles. He had nothing to say for once that evening. He was scared and just wanted to get the fuck out of there.

I quickly moved in, stepping on his shorts which caused him to move away and lose them altogether. I laughed and grabbed him, rolling him back over the tree again, pressing my cock into his butt crack and laying my body on top of his. I was horny as fuck and knew I’d be giving this guy the fuck of his life. He struggled as best he could, but he was no match. Him being drunk and skinny, me being pretty muscular, he was no match. He was whimpering and crying, asking me not to.

I began sliding my cock up and down his crack firmly, poking my head at his butthole on each pass. He got louder with voice, telling me to “get off me and please don’t”. I smacked him on the side of his head and told him ” hey, man… You want to get a bunch of people here to watch you get fucked, by all means….. keep yelling “. That shut him. He still struggled, which I liked.

I backed away from him just enough, so that I could let my spit drool onto the head of my cock and his butthole. I continued to do this for several minutes, until finally enough was enough. I shoved the the tip and about 2″ inside of him, drooling some more spit as I pumped my meat. He was thrashing about and begging me to stop. Please, please, please STOP! It hurts, stop. It’s not going to fit. Pleeeease stop”. Didn’t do any good. I couldn’t stand this little bitch boy and, my cock was now halfway in. I rammed the remaining half of cock all the way to the hilt.

My balls we’re smacking against his and with every thrust, he would let out a whimpering squeal , but mostly grunted loudly the entire time. I pumped roughly, no gentle ride for this fucker. Nope, he was going to learn just how tough he ‘was not’. I buried my cock deep and when I did, I held it tight and grinded it around. That got him crying again. Bitch boy. At one point, I thought I heard someone walking our way, but kept fucking this fucker.

I pounded this little bitch boy into submission. I began fucking him fast and roughly, letting my cock explode a huge load into his bowels, deeply. I yanked my cock out as fast as could, causing him to welp. My cock had shit on it, so I picked up his underwear. I said “hey fucker, you pooped on my cock. Sorry, gotta use your underwear to clean it off. Maybe I should have you really clean it with your mouth, after I wipe it off of course”. He found no humor in my snide comment.

As I wiped cock, a voice came from behind me. “Bravo, bravo”. It was my friend Mike. Mike was crazy and fun. He told me he watched the whole thing from the beginning. Said he followed me, because everyone figured I was going to beat the fucker up. Mike asked “dude, what did it feel like? You know, fucking another guy”. ” It’s good man, especially when it’s a little bitch boy like him. Once you get to the prostate area, you gotta give just a little extra push. Ain’t that right, bitch boy” . Try it out.

The little fucker was still laying over the tree, whimpering like the bitch he was and definitely now is. Mike dropped his shorts and didn’t hesitate slamming his meat in. Bitch boy raised up and let out a loud, long grunt. Then just laid there crying. Mike finished up quickly, but had to use his own underwear to clean up with.” Damn, you’re right. You hit that prostate area and have to add some pressure ” Mike said.

We left the bitch boy there to fend for himself. I, we, did tell him this: ” motherfucker, don’t tell anyone you got used like a girl by us. Understood? Besides, everyone including your dad, will view you as a bitch boy forever if you do”. Mike and I walked back to the party. Bitch boy’s cousin, Josh, asked where he was. Told him he’s back there….. Crying. Josh said “good, can’t stand him”. A little while later, bitch boy reappeared, said nothing, held his stomach and drank beer quietly.

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