Jamar had been tormenting him for years because back in jr. high school, Brian was seeing a girl that Jamar was seeing at the same time. When Jamar found out, he wanted to fight Brian. Brian chickened out and Jamar had been tormenting him ever since. Aaron had knew about that and decided to use it against Jamar. He knew what he had to do. He went to his cousin's house to make a video copy of what he recorded last night. By the time he finished and got to the school, the coach had came into the lockerroom and called all of them outside. Aaron went into the lockerroom. He took a piece of paper and wrote a message on it:
LOOK AT THIS VIDEO. I KNOW THAT YOU WILL LIKE
While his friends were at football practice, Tim was going to see Keshaun in prison. While in prison, a guard was coming to get Keshaun. The guard, Anthony, was the guard in charge on all private visits. Keshaun had been giving Anthony blowjobs to get more screwing time with Tim. Keshaun knew Tim was coming so he informed Anthony so Anthony could come get his dick sucked. "Mr. Keshaun, the guards have requested for you." Keshaun started thinking about what he just said as he left the cell. Why would the guards request him? He was only sucking Anthony's dick. The guard took him to a different room that he had never been in. "They will see you now." Keshaun went into the room was shocked by what he saw. There were eight guards in the room, with the pants at their ankles. Tim could be there any minute. He knew he couldn't suck all those dicks and still have time for Tim. Keshaun went over and got on his knees and start sucking.
Soon, everybody had come back into the building, including the coach. They were showering and getting ready to go home. Everybody was leaving. Brian went over to his gymbag to get his clothes when he noticed the videotape. He picked up the paper and read it. While he was doing that, Jamar came by. Trying to nag him, he grabbed the tape out his gym bag. "Look everybody, Brian over here has a flick. I guess since he can't get any, he'll watch someone else get it." Brian replied back, "I must be getting something since I had your girl." Jamar angrily threw the tape back in Brian's gym bag and starting talking trash. "Look bitch, you didn't have my girl. You had to get some pussy to have her. She gave it to me everyday, so you didn't have my girl, you lump-head faggot." Brian got up and punched Jamar square in the face. Jamar's lip started to bleed. He didn't do anything back. "Damn Brian, I didn't think you had the balls to hit me. I'm proud. Do that shit again and I'll kill you, bitch." Brian put his clothes on, grabbed the tape, and went home. Everybody else followed him.
Back at the prison, Keshaun was on the seventh dick. He was getting a little sick on his stomach. He had never had that much cum down his throat. He had suck six other dicks and he had one more after this one. He was so glad that he was getting out in two weeks. The warden decided to let him out on good behavior. He didn't tell Anthony for fear of him lying on Tim just to keep him in there. Keshaun would have been out but last time he was supposed to get out for good behavior, he told Anthony and Anthony made up a lie so he couldn't get out. Keshaun was on his last dick by now, and Tim had just gotten there. One of the guards went and escorted Tim to the private cabin inside the prison walls. Tim went in and waited for his man.
Soon, the last guard came in Keshaun's mouth. Keshaun was then escorted to the private cabin that Tim was in. Keshaun went in and was about to grab Tim and kiss him when Tim smelled a familiar smell. Tim went on to kiss Keshaun, when he noticed that his tongue tasted familiar, too. "Keshaun, what did you eat today?" It was then that the taste came to him. It was cum, and keshaun's mouth was covered. Tim went on and pushed Keshaun into the chair and he unbuckled Keshaun's prison pants. "You betta enjoy this, Keshaun." Tim went on to putting Keshaun's cock in his mouth. "Yeah, Tim. Suck my big black aching cock. I need this mouth. Oh yeah, you feel so good. Suck it, nigga. Fuck it, suck this big mouthafucka." Tim sucked and sucked. Tim pumped Keshaun's dick even harder because he knew this would be his last time. "Oh yeah. Bitch, I'm cumming. Swallow my fucking sum, you cocksucking bitch." Buckets of cum flew out of Keshaun's cock. Keshaun was so glad when Tim came by every week. He was so busy sucking everybodies dick that he didn't have no one sucking him but Tim. Tim got up and headed for the door. "Baby, where you goin? Can I have some azz?" Tim was shocked he asked. He answered back, "Why don't you get some from yo other man. His cum is already in your mouth. In case you didn't know, there is dried-up cum on your chin. We are through. Another thing, I have another man waiting to replace you. Bye. This is the last time you see me." With that, Tim left and went home.
Brian had gotten home with the tape from the mystery person and was about to watch it. "This might be a good movie. I'm going to pop some popcorn. He went and popped the popcorn when his brother got home. Rodney, the brother that had all the looks in the family, was also in high school. He was a senior. Rodney was incredibly fine. People wondered how Rodney was so fine, but his brother, Brian, wasn't. "What you doin, bro?" "I'm about to watch this tape. A strange thing happened. We went outside for football practice. When we came back into the gym, this tape was laying in my gymbag with this note." Brian then showed his brother the note that was laying on the tape. "Well son, let's watch and see how it can be used. They both went upstairs to Rodney's room. They popped in the tape and sat on the bed. "I'll start it. The remote is on my dresser." Rodney got the remote and started the tape. They were both shocked with what they saw. They were a lost for words. Finally, Rodney said something. "Ain't that yo boy, Jamar, sucking on dat dick?" "That ain't my boy. He still mad at me for seeing his girl years ago. Let's see what else is on here." Rodney was thinking is his mind. "I'm gon get Jamar for tormenting my brother for all these years. Threats didn't work and fighting didn't work." When Jamar starting tormenting Brian, Rodney had threaten to jump him. Didn't work, so Rodney did jump him. Still didn't work.
"Brian, can you make copies of this?" "Yeah, I need another tape. Do you have one?" "Got you covered. I have a bunch on blank tapes." Rodney gave his brother two blank tapes and Brian got up. "I need to go get my VCR out my room." Brian went and got the VCR, came back and hooked them together and started copying the tape. Brian also had some plans for this tape. He was going to get a piece of Jamar's mouth. He wanted to fuck his tormentor in the mouth.
Tyrone had gotten up from bed. He was so horny. He needed to find Ronald, so he could get screwed. He went by Ronald's house to see if he was still there. He got there, but he wasn't there. No one was there, but Greg. Greg was up in his room, talking on the phone with Jason. He didn't hear the knocks on the door. He wouldn't care if he heard them. No one interrupts his time with Jason. Tyrone, then decided to ride by Ronald's job to see if he saw the car. He couldn't go in and ask for Ronald. It might would draw up suspicion. Ronald was a well-respected accountant. He was even a partner at the firm. He made a huge lump sum of money in there. Tyrone rode by, but didn't see any cars at all. He finally gave up on looking for Ronald. "He got to come home. I'll call over there later on."
Tyrone got home to find no one there but Damien. He was screwed also. He couldn't be with Jamar no more, for fear of someone finding out he was with Jamar. Everybody knew he was bisexual, but if anybody found out he was fucking Jamar, people would think he was 100% gay. Damien knew that whoever threw the rock through the window knew about them. He had to know who threw the rock. Damien didn't have any enemies. Everybody liked him. He was the class clown. Damien heard Tyrone coming up the stairs. "Sup, kid. Where you been. I knew you didn't want to try out for football. I been here almost an hour." "I went riding around. It was boring here. I plan to stay over tomorrow with yall at the tryouts. The coach will let me stay. We real cool." "Cool." Tyrone was too horny to do anything. He went in his room and went to sleep. He decided to take a little nap. About two hours later, Damien came in and woke Tyrone up. "Tyrone, let's go out. I can't be with Jamar no mo, so I need new recruits." Tyrone got up and got dressed. "Let's go. We can't stay out too long. You know how mom is about school nights."
Greg had just gotten off the phone with Jason. He had been on the phone three long hours. He deleted the redial, so his dad wouldn't know he was calling. Ronald didn't like Jason's parents. Before Jason's parents died, they were the snobbiest people on the earth. They went around bragging about their money and if they saw you and know you didn't as much money as they did, they would let you know. Ronald didn't like people that were snobs. He also didn't want his son around them, either. Even though Jason is nothing like his parents, Ronald still didn't want Greg around him, except in school. He was bored, so he decided to go see Rodney. He and Rodney were good friends. They were both on the baseball team last season. Greg left for Rodney's house.
Brian had finished duplicating the tapes. He gave Rodney his copy, he put the original in the closet, and he left the house with the other copy. He was going to Jamar's house to get exactly what he wanted. He knew he had to do it soon. He knew Rodney couldn't keep this secret forever. Brian knew his plan would work. Even if Jamar took the tape and destroyed it, he had another copy. He was going to get Jamar to blow him before nightfall. Brian arrived at Jamar's house. No one was home, but Jamar. "Perfect!!" Brain knocked on the door. Jamar answered the door in his boxers. "What the hell are you doing at my door?"
Brian quickly thought of something, "I came to apologize about what happened in the lockerrrom today." "I knew yo bitch-ass would come crawling like a little faggot. Get yo ass in here." Brian knew it would work. Brian went in the house, Jamar shut the door, and they both went in the living room. "Get on your knees and apologize to me." "No, bitch, you will get on your knees if you know what's good for you." "Who the hell you talking to?" Brian went over the VCR and put the tape in. "This is why you will be on your knees." Brian started the tape and Jamar was horrified with what was on the screen. He couldn't tell who's dick it was. All you could see was his face with a dick in his mouth. "I have more copies of this, which I will give out tomorrow if you don't comply. Jamar slid to his knes.
Greg had gotten over to Rodney's house. Rodney had saw him coming up the stairs. "Now my revenge on Jamar will begin. Rodney went and opened the door. "Greg, I was just about to call you. Somebody gave me something on your boy, Jamar." "What is it, Rodney? Don't keep me in suspense." "It's on tape. Come up to my room and I'll show it to you. They went up in Rodney's room and Rodney started the tape. "Oh my god. Jamar is a faggot. No wonder that bitch wants to play every sport. He needed a good look at everybody.
Eww! We got undressed for him. He was probably looking at our dicks then. Eww! Make me a copy of this. I'm going show everybody on the team." "Here, take this one. I still got the original. This one is a copy." Greg took the tape. "I'm going to Damien's." Greg left the house. He decided to go see Jason first and show him.
Jamar had unzipped Brian's pants. They fell to the floor. "I told you I was going to get you for all these years. Suck my mutha-fucking dick, you sick faggot. And to think, you called me a faggot all these years when you were actually catching balls in your mouth. Jamar began sucking Brian's dick. He wasn't doing real good. He knew that everybody would know in the morning. Brian didn't care. He just wanted to humilate Jamar and to at least cum down his throat. Jamar was doing so bad, Brian took his dick out and jacked himself. He jacked and jacked and jacked until he started cumming. A big glob of cum hit Jamar on the face. He put his dick back in Jamar's mouth so the rest would go down his thorat. Jamar began to cry. "Don'y cry now, bitch. If you would have left me alone, I might would just tossed the tape. You left me no choice. He left the tape playing and he went home.
Greg got to Jason's house. Jason had given him a key, so he went right on in. Jason was on the couch, watching TV with nothing on but his briefs and a tanktop. "Hey, Jason. I got something to show you. I got it from Rodney. Somebody gave him this. It is about Jamar. Jason got up and kissed his man. "What is it?" "A tape. I'll put it in." Greg showed him the tape. While Greg was showing it to Jason, Rodney had went to Aaron's and showed it to him. What Rodney didn't know is that Aaron was the one who made the tape. Jason hollered, "that nigga gay? Shit, you will be surprise who is actually gay around here. That nigga is sucking dat dick." "I know. I gotta go, man. I wasn't gone leave the house, but I was bored and I went to Rodney." "Maybe I can help you get unbored." Jason got up and tongue-kissed Greg. Jason then took off Greg's shirt. Jason sat Greg down on the couch and went to make sure the door was shut and locked. Jason came back and sat beside Greg. He leaned over and started sucking on Greg's neck. Jason's tongue moved down Greg's chest, all over his pecs, down to his abs. "Greg, I gon do something I have never done with anybody." Jason went down and unbuckled Greg's pants. "Lift up, baby." Greg lifted up and Jason pulled his pants down to his ankles. He also pulled down Greg's boxers. Greg was shocked when Jason engulfed his dick. Jason had never sucked a dick before in his life. He knew that they were getting more serious.
Rodney left Aaron's. He was walking down the street when he saw Tyrone and Damien. "Hey Tyrone. Take this tape. Somebody gave it to me. It is about Jamar. Go home and watch it. I can get another copy.
You will be in for the biggest shock of your life. They were on their way back home from the club. They both had gotten some numbers from other dl niggas. They got to the house and Tyrone popped in the tape. There he saw Jamar, on his knees, in front of somebody. You couldn't tell exactly how it was. Damien came into Tyrone's room. "Hey, what is on that...." Damien was cut off by what he saw on the screen. There was Jamar. He was getting fucked up the azz by some mystery man. He thought to himself, "Now I know I can't be with this nigga." He knew that wasn't his dick in the video. His dick was lighter than the one on the screen. "Oh damn. Knowing Rodney, he showed everybody in town this tape. Jamar gon catch hell tomorrow when he get to school.
Jamar was still sitting on the floor, crying. He knew that his life was over with. Then he thought, "Everybody knew that Damien was fucking dudes. It won't be so bad in the morning. Then he realized that Damien was doing to fucking. He actually got fucked. He didn't want to go to school tomorrow. He also knew that his relationship with Aaron was over with. Aaron wanted a dl nigga. Aaron wasn't going to be with him, knowing that everybody knew he was getting fucked by dudes. Jamar knew his life was over, but he still planned to go to school tomorrow.
Everybody in town had gone to bed, even Greg and Jason. Jason had finished sucking Greg's dick. They had went up and got in Jason's bed. Greg had laid his head on Jason's chest and they both fell asleep. None of them knew that tomorrow would be a day no one would forget.
--------THE NEXT DAY AT SCHOOL--------
Everybody had gotten to school. Of course, Damien, Brian, and everybody else that knew about Jamar and the tape was telling the people who didn't know. Brian had actually brought the tape to school just in case an opportunity came up where he could use it. Jamar was going to his locker. He opened the locker and found a note. He opened the note:
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Jamar knew that he was doomed. He got his books, but he kept hearing snickering. Everybody in the school knew about him. He was determined to find out who did this to him and make him pay. Just as he was about to leave, Aaron came by him. "Aaron, wait." Aaron walked right past like he didn't know Jamar. Jamar wanted to cry, but he knew that it would make his situation worse. He went to his first class. He went to his desk to foind something. Someone had gotten a red ink pen and wrote the word FAGGOT in 3D on his desk. You couldn't erase it. He sat down. Brian was in this class, so Jamar really caught it. Everything that Brian asked the teacher, it hinted around Jamar. The period was finally over. He went on to second and third period. They weren't so bad. Not many people in those classes knew. Lunch period came. He didn't want to go to lunch. No one was in there to stop the abuse. He went and got his food and went to sit with the jocks.
The jocks gave him hell. "Hey Jamar, after you finish eating, why you join me in the bathroom and you can eat my tube-steak?" "No, I can bend over and he can have a buffet of azz. Tyrone was sitting there watching the kocks tear into him. He felt bad. Tyrone suspected that Aaron had something to do with that tape. He had a wierd look on his face. Not only was Jamar catching hell, but his plan wouldn't work. Jamar might strike back and tell everybody that he fucked him. "Hey Jamar, look under the table." Jamar looked under the table. They all had took their dicks out and were waving them under the table. Jamar got up and left.
Some of the jocks decided to follow. Jamar went into the bathroom. Bad mistake for Jamar. The jocks followed. There was no other way out the bathroom. One of the jocks spoke. "Jamar, get on your knees, bitch. You will suck all our dicks right here and now." Jamar knew he had no choice, he got on his knees. The first jock, Patrick, jumped up and threw his long, black dick in Jamar's mouth. "Look, the faggot blowing me. Suck me, mutha-fucka. Suck it, now." Jamar sucked Patrick's dick like his life depended on it. Soon, Patrick blew a large bucket of cum down Jamar's throat. "Not only are you a faggot, but a cum-faggot. This nigga swallows." Next, Daniel went up and go this dick sucked. "Oh shit. This nigga betta than my bitch, Tracy. This nigga can give a good hummer." Daniel came hard on Jamar's face. "Since Patrick came down your throat, I'll give it to you on your face." Lamar was going to get a blowjob, but the lunch bell rang. "You gon suck my dick b4 the day is over with." They were leaving the bathroom when Patrick holler out, "if you tell anyone about what went on in here, I'm gon beat your bitch ass. You see this." Patrick pulled out a sharp blade. "You tell anyone what happened, bitch you will die."
Soon the day was over with. It was time for football practice. "Hey Damien, can I catch a ride with you and Tyrone home? I wanna stay over." Lamar came over and asked. He wanted a piece of Jamar's mouth before he went home. "Sure, we'll run you home. Tyrone decided to stay over. They got in the lockerroom and the Coach had the TV out. He was going to show them some tapes of last season and point out what mistakes they had made. Suddenly, the PA came on telling the coach he had a phone call. "Alright men, I going to take this call. Go ahead and run 3 laps on the track." Everybody went outside except Brian. He saw this as his chance. He moved the third tape and placed the tape of Jamar in place of it. Brian then went and ran his three laps. Brian went and called Rodney on his cell phone, "Rodney, my final revenge on Jamar will happen when we get back in the gym." "What did you do and why will it happen in the gym?" "I took the tape of Jamar and I put in place of one of the football tapes. When we look at the tapes, everybody will see what happened." "That was good thinking. I like it. He deserves it." Rodney was at home. He knew that he had to get to the school to see it. Luckily, he stayed 5 minutes from the school.
When Rodney got there, the coach call everyone back in and they were getting ready to watch the tapes. Tyrone had come with the Coach from the office to watch the tapes also. The coach began pointing out the many mistakes. Very boring. They went from the first tape to the second. Now the Coach was on the third. Rodney leaned over, "What tape is it?" "It is this one. The third tape." The coach put the third tape in and pressed the play button. Jamar was not ready for this. It took him by surprise. There it was, Jamar, getting fucked by a huge black dick. "Coach, this isn't football. This is baseball. Look, Jamar is the catcher. The pitcher is unknown. Look how happy Jamar is. He was born to be a fag." Jamar didn't care what they thinked now. He was about to run out when someone came to mind. Brian. Jamar knew that Brian had a copy of the tape and he wanted to get back at him for everything that has happened. Jamar jumped up and punched Brian in the face. Rodney got up and jumped on Jamar. Then the rest of the jocks jumped on Jamar. He didn't like him now that he was an open faggot. Jamar was a bloody mess. Jamar got up and left.
Jamar ran to the office. The secretary saw him dripping in blood. "Ms. Jackson, call an ambulance. Jamar, honey, what happened to you." Jamar was in too much pain to answer. The ambulance rolled up and the paramedics put Jamar on the cot and carried him off to Jacksonville Memorial Hospital. Tyrone was in the lockerroom. He felt terrible. He decided to go to the hospital and tell Jamar the truth. He got there, but he was too late. Jamar was in a coma, hanging on by a thread. Tyrone started to cry. His obsession with his brother's fucks has almost cost someone their life. He decided then that he would never try to fuck another one of Damien's booty calls. Damien saw his brother crying. "Why you crying, little bro?" "I'm not crying. I got something in my eye. My eyes are watering. You ready?"
Several hours later, about 7:00, the news about Jamar's death was circulating around town. Jamar had severed massive brain damage, and if he had survived, he would have been paralyzed all over his body. Tyrone felt a little guilty, but it was Aaron that broke down. He was so depressed. All he wanted was to get back at Jamar for cheating on him with Damien. How would he know that it would lead to the death of his ex-boyfriend. His parents, who still didn't know that he was gay, didn't understand why he had to die. They hadn't even heard about him getting beat up in the lockerroom. The only reason they knew he was in the hospital is because the doctor called to say that he had passed on. They went to the hospital where the principal, Mr. Jefferies, explained what happened in the lockerroom. "I want those teenagers that jumped my son to pay. I wanna know why did they jump him? Was they that mad at him?" "Mr. Brown, Mrs. Brown, your son apparently was a homosexual." "Our son was not a faggot. We have met most of his girlfriends to know he wasn't gay." "Yes, he was. This is what started the fight." Mr. Jefferies gave Jamar's parents the tape of him having gay sex.
Funeral arrangements were made for Jamar. Tyrone decided he was going to the funeral. Aaron also decided to go to the funeral. For a whole year and a half, Jamar was the love of his life. Rodney, Brian, and 4 others were arrested and booked for involutary manslaughter. Rodney and Brian were later acquitted. They both explained that they only hit him once. The other ones were coming toward Jamar, so they moved out the way. Damien came and confirmed their story. The funeral was tomorrow. The principal announced that anyone going to Jamar's funeral would be excused for absence. The principal also announced that they had to stay for the whole service and that they would have to sign a sheet when they got there and when they left and he would be there with the paper. Everybody left school. Football season was cancelled, due to the lack of players.
The funeral came. Jamar had a lot of relatives. They were a whole bunch of people apart of the family.
There would have been many more, but some of Jamar's family was homophobic. They would let that stop them from seeing Jamar for one last time. Most of what was left of the team was there. They felt real bad. The thing that made them feel worse was that he picked at him for being with a man when most of them were on the dl. Damien, Tyrone, Greg, Jason, and the rest of them were fucking dudes on the side. All of them had sucked dick at least once. Some of them get fucked. Jason fucks Greg in the azz. Damien and Tyrone have had it up the azz. After the funeral, the guys decided to go out for burgers. Nobody was really up for it, but everybody went on.
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