Jo Jo

The next day was a bummer at school. Don Stricklen, someone that I have hated since the second grade, cornered me at the water fountain near Ms. Waters room. He played football and thought himself some kind of gift to God and was the biggest bully in school. For a long time he hadn’t bothered me much since I grabbed his finger when he was trying to rub my face in a muddle puddle back in the second grade and almost broke his index finger I bent it back so far. He had gone crying to second grade teacher, Ms. Lott and she sent me to the office. I got a paddling. Ever since that day I had hated the big bully as I watched him day after day picking on kids half his size. And this year he had again started picking on me. He was a brute, well over 6 foot and about 240 pounds. He was always bumping into in the hall and laughing whenever I dropped my books.

“Hurry up, Faggot. I ain’t got all day. I got football practice.” He bellowed loud enough for those in line behind him could hear. It was the first time anyone at school had ever openly accused me of being homosexual. And when I didn’t jump out of the way and let him up to the water fountain he shoved my face down so the ice cold water surged all over the front of my shirt.. “I said, get to fuck out of the way, faggot.”

Well, I don’t really know what happened to me. I have this terrible temper. It takes a lot to set it off but once it flares up . . . watch out. I lifted my face, dripping with ice cold water and turned to face him. I must have had a crazy smile on my face because he said. “Your smiling like you enjoy it, faggot. Maybe I should push your face back in again.” The big linebacker said with a sneer as he reached his hand to grab my head.

I just stepped aside. Grabbed his out stretched hand and jerk him toward the water fountain with all my strength. He fell forward. His big fat lips hit the metal rim of the water fountain followed by his teeth. I heard this snapping sound and then Don was falling to the floor. His head bounced off the wooden floor of the hallway.

“Oh, shit.” Bobby Blunt called out behind me. He was one of my few friends even though he too was on the football team. He ran forward and knelt down beside Don. When he lifted Don’s head, the big bully started spitting out teeth. He spit out so many I figured that couldn’t have too many more left.

“What happened?” The voice of Ms. Waters cut through the voices of the other students waiting to get a drink of water. “I looked around and their stood the white haired old witch with her arms found across he sagging breasts.

“Heee pppuusshed mee innnto tha waater fonten.” Don said as he sat up. Without his front teeth he was slurring his words so much that you could hardly understand him.

“Pete, I think you better come to me to Mr. Towns’ office.” Ms. Waters said.

I was bent over laughing that I didn’t hear her.

“I said come with me!” The old witch bellowed and grabbed my arm. She said something about white trash under her breath as he marched me down the hall to the principle’s office.

She even stayed in the principal’s office to make sure I got a paddling. Only after Mr. Towns had put away his paddle did she leave. “I’ll have a little man to man talk to him now” he said seeing Ms. Waters to the door.

“Well, seems that you can’t keep out of trouble, Pete” Mr. Towns said as he closed the door behind Ms. Waters and locked the door. He was a tall fat man in his late sixties. He had taken over for my Ballard this year. Ballard’s wife had a stroke and he had retired.

“He deserved it. He called me a faggot.” I said. As I took a seat in a chair beside the principle’s desk, Mr. Towns walked up to where I was sitting until the crotch of his gray dress slacks was only inches from my face.

“Well, maybe he’s heard the same rumors I’ve heard around school about you, Pete.” The fat old principle said as he pushed his crotch even closer to my face. “Mr. Jim, your bus driver said you could be fun.” He added as he reached his chubby hand down and grabbed hold of his zipper. “Told me that if I even wanted my dick sucked you would be the one to do it. Is that right? You like to suck dicks?”

I wanted to shout Hell no! But the moment he started unzipping his gray dress slacks, my own dick started swelling up. “I could get old man Jim to suck me off, but I prefer someone young like you than someone even older than me. Of course he tried to get me to suck his huge dick but I don’t suck cock. I’m not queer like you and old man Jim.” He added as he slipped his fingers deep into his fly and slowly pulled out his dick.

The principle’s dick was uncut and thick, but not overly long. Then as I sat there looking at his dick he reached down and pulled my face to his dick. I really didn’t want to fuck the old fat man’s dick but once I saw his pale dick and he pulled back his foreskin to show me his pink, big dick head, I couldn’t help myself. I took his dick in my mouth as he started hunching my mouth. A part of me rebelled, wanted to stop sucking the principle’s dick, but more of me wanted him to shoot off in my mouth. I lusted to taste the old fat man’s cum.

And knowing that he had just whipped my ass so hard with his paddle that both cheeks of my ass were on fire, somehow made me more excited. I took his savage thrusts of his thick dick instead of rebelling. I ran my tongue up and down the silky skin of the old fat man’s dick as he fucked my mouth. I even put my arm around his fat ass and pulled him to me driving the fat old man’s dick as deep into my throat as it would go. And that’s when he came. I could feel his cum squirting out of his dick. I glance up into his face. The principle was looking down at me with an expression of disgust. He pushed my face back and pulled himself out of my encircling arms and went and unlocked the door.

“Go back to class. And if I hear of you fighting again, I suspend you for a week.” He told me moving quickly behind his desk. “And, Son, if you ever tell a soul that you sucked my cock, you never graduate from this school.” He said as he sat down. “You understand me.”

“Yes, Sir.” I answered.

“OK. Now go back to class.”

I felt like shit walking out of the principle’s office. I hated myself for enjoying sucking his dick. I had hated Mr. Towns when he was a teacher and I hated him even more as principle. I wished Mr. Ballard was back. At least he had been a handsome old man and not a fat slob. And what he had said that about not beaing homosexual was bull shit as far as I was concerned anyone that wanted to get his cock suck by a man or boy was as queer as I was.

Ms. Waters gave me a dirty look when I opened the classroom door. She was up at the blackboard diagraming sentences which was something totally alien to me. As I went to take my seat, I heard Ronnie Brown, a close friend Don Stricklen, whisper to Butch Rivers. “He let the queer do that to him. Well, I’ll get him for Don, don’t worry”

I purposely walked past my desk and straight up to Ronnie’s and leaned over until my face was inches from the face of the football team’s right tackle and whispered. “I’m really easy to find. But if you want to keep healthy you keep the fuck away from me.” And since the teach had her back turn to me I grabbed Ronnie’s head and slammed it as hard as I could down on the top of his oak desk. The wicked blow stunned the big guy so much that it almost knocked him out.

“What going on back there?” Ms. Waters called out looking around from the blackboard.

“Sorry, I dropped my book.” I said even though I wasn’t carrying any books.

And Ronnie was so dazed that he just set there holding his forehead in his hands.

Butch’s eyes bulged so big I thought they were going to pop out of his head. He was looking at me like I was crazy. And I guess I was. At that moment I didn’t care if I lived or died and I was capable of anything. I guess Ronnie realized that cause he never came looking for me. In fact, I was always hearing whispers of queer behind my back but no one would call me queer to my face. But, I must say that the few people that use to hang out with me suddenly didn’t want to be seen talking to me. I was a persona non grate around Rebobeth High School after that.

I gave Mr. Jim a really dirty look when I climbed aboard the bus that afternoon. But I still liked him and didn’t confront him about telling Principal Towns that I was queer. And the word about my fight had spread all over school and also about Don calling me a faggot. Everyone, even my close friends on the bus were suddenly very standoffish.

I was in a dark mood when I got home. Daddy was out working in the field. Mama said he wanted me to go out and help him. But I told her I had to go to Dothan. And I just walked out and headed down the road. Luckily for me Mr. Skinner stopped and gave me a ride all the way to South Oats Street in downtown Dothan.

I stopped at the same seven eleven waited outside until I found someone willing to buy a six pack of beer for me and then headed for the tracks. I felt so down. Seems that word had gotten out as school that I was queer. I felt desperately alone. I didn’t feel ashamed of lusting after old men or even sucking their dicks. But I felt terribly alone. Even the boys at school that were also queer, Jimmy Smith, for one were so unlike me that I had nothing in common with him and the others. He wanted to suck my dick. I shuddered at the thought of someone my age sucking my dick. Was like kissing your cousin.

 I needed to curl up in the railroad car with the Old Colonel and feel his warm fleshy back pressing against me. I walked as fast as I could toward the tracks. Just the thought of seeing the Old Colonel made me feel better. I wanted to spend the entire night with him not having sex but making love to the old man.

When I reached the railroad cars where their fire was burning only old toothless Jo Jo and his stout friend was sitting around the small fire.

“Hey, looks who come to bring us some more beer.” Jo Jo called out spotting me first. “Man you are a live saver. We only had one bottle of Mad Dog 20/20 this morning. Completely run out of funds, we have.” The tall toothless old but said standing up and reaching out for the sack of beer as I approached the fire.

I gave up the sack of beer as I glanced around looking for the colonel. I glanced at the old stout man. He looked down at the ground. Suddenly I sensed something amiss. “Where’s the Colonel?” I asked Jo Jo as he popped the tab on a can of Bud.

He nodded his head toward the boxcar that the colonel used.

“Great.” I said and started walking toward the entrance of the boxcar.

Jo Jo shot one of his huge hands out and grabbed me by the collar of my shirt and pulled me back. “Not so fast. He got someone with him.”

I froze! It felt as though someone had suddenly kicked him in the gut. I turned around slowly to face the old toothless man. “What do you mean?”

“I mean that he getting his big pale asshole plowed by a big black dud with a dick bigger than mine. And he wouldn’t take took kindly to you barging in on them seeing as his black friend has been fucking him regularly for several years. He just came back from a trip to Atlanta. That’s why the colonel was alone the other night.”

“You mean he’s in there with a black man?” I said not believing my ears.

“Yea, little white boy, he in there with a black man. Now sit down with us and enjoy some of your beer or leave. Cause you ain’t bother the colonel.”

I dropped to the ground beside Jo Jo and took a can of Bud that he handed me.

“Come on don’t look like you just lost your best friend. You only slept with him once. And damn I know he a good fuck but the colonel isn’t that good.” Jo Jo said. I watched the old scruffy toothless man turn up his beer and drained it before lowering it from his lips. “The king of beers.” He said.

I popped the tab on my beer and took a long drink. I glanced from Jo Jo to the old stout man realizing that I didn’t know his name. “Sorry, I don’t remember your name.” I said looking in the direction of the old stout. He looked down at the ground.

“His name is Harvey.” Jo Jo answered. “He don’t talk much. Kind of a little crazy ain’t you, Harvey.” Jo Jo said.

The old stout man glanced up and smiled.

“He’s been in the nut house most of his live. Took up with me a few years back when I passed through Chattahoochee. He lets me fuck him whenever I want a piece of ass so I let him tag along. He’s a good fuck.” Jo Jo said opening another beer. “So are you.” He said reaching over and grabbing my leg in his huge hand and squeezing it so much that I let out a cry of pain. “I like fucking a young boy’s ass. It almost as good as real pussy.”

“He ain’t dangerous, is he?” I said still looking over at the old stout man. And now that Jo Jo had told me his story I could see he wasn’t right the way he set there on his syrup bucket and nodded his head from side to side. I wondered why I hadn’t noticed it before.

“Hell if I know.” Jo Jo said. “Could have been in there for murder for all I know.” He added patting me on the leg. “Why don’t you spend the night with Harvey and me?” Jo Jo asked. “I would love to fuck that young white ass of yours and I’ll make Harvey suck your dick.”

“No.” I said turning my beer up and doing like Jo Jo had done, chugging it down.

“I am insisting.” Jo Jo said grinning a toothless smile at me. “I ain’t going to let you leave here until I fuck that young white ass of yours. Hell, you let me last time. And you’re going to let me again.” The old man said grabbed my hand. “Come on, Harvey. We got us a play thing for the entire night.” He added as he stood up and pulled me to my feet as thought I was a small child.

I could have fought him but a part of me wanted him to fuck me. And when I saw the crazy old stout man getting slowly to his feet, I sort of felt a thrill.

“Harvey and me don’t have no boxcar to sleep in.” Jo Jo said pulling me over to a huge cardboard box. It must have contained a freezer or something equally as big. The box had been cut open on both sides and the bottom so that the top formed a lid. Jo Jo opened the lid and pulled me inside where several blankets were lying on the floor of the box.

“Take your clothes off.” Jo Jo ordered as he too started undress. “Harvey, prop the door open. He called out to the stout old man. As I followed orders and started undress I watched Harvey lifted the lid of the huge cardboard box and prop it open with a long stick.

Jo Jo’s face might be weathered and ugly but the old toothless man’s body as moon white and slim. And to see his huge dick hanging down between his legs thrilled me. “Everyone likes the colonel. Nobody like me.” Jo Jo said. “I know I’m ugly, Boy. But you shouldn’t always judge people by their looks. He said as he pushed me down onto the floor of the cardboard box and climbed on top of me. “I ain’t got no woman so I going to enjoy you as thought you were one.” He told me and the next thing I knew he was trying to kiss me. I turned my head away not wanting to kiss the toothless old bum with his straggly beard, but he grabbed my face hand held it still as his pushed his toothless mouth down hard against mine. He tried to get his tongue into my mouth but I kept my mouth closed.

Then suddenly he jammed his knee into my balls. I opened my mouth to cry out and the old man pushed his tongue inside my mouth. His tongue was long. He pushed it so far down my throat that I almost gagged. I suddenly found myself sucking his long tongue. I tried not to enjoy it but I couldn’t help myself. The old man knew how to kiss. Then I felt the old stout man down between my legs. But he didn’t start sucking my dick. Instead he licked both my balls and Jo Jo’s. Then I felt him move his mouth higher and realized that he was rimming Jo Jo’s asshole. The thought excited me.

Jo Jo’s kiss grew more and more passionate. It was as though he knew just how to get me hot. I had sucked lots of old men but very seldom had I kissed one. They usually just wanted their dicks sucked and once they shot their load they didn’t want anything else to do with me until they were horny again. And here the old bum was kissing me like I was a woman. It made me feel strange, like I suddenly belonged to him. I forgot that he was just an old toothless wino. I reacted to his love making as that’s exactly what it was.

I kissed Jo Jo like the old toothless man was really somebody. And damn if I didn’t get totally lost in his embrace. Still kissing me he lifted my legs and suddenly I felt the old crazy bum tonguing my asshole. I realized immediately that he was getting it read to receive Jo Jo’s huge dick. I knew it was going to hurt like hell but I heeded desperately to feel the old toothless bum’s oversized dick inside of me. I wanted to feel like I belonged to someone.

And old Harvey was really tonguing my asshole. I never had someone give me so much pleasure with his tongue. He was licking then sliding his tongue inside my asshole. And once he pried open my asshole, he started rimming me out with a wonderful twisting motion of his tongue. I almost went crazy myself from the pleasure of the old crazy man’s tongue in my ass hole and Jo Jo’s tongue in my mouth. God! It felt wonderful.

Then the old man licking my asshole pulled away and Jo Jo pushed his pole stiff dick head against my asshole. Like before when he fucked me, he didn’t enter me gently. He rammed his huge dick six inches up my salvia-lubricated ass. I grunted in pain as I kissed the old toothless bum. It hurt. God! Did it hurt. But instead of pulling away, I encircled Jo Jo’s hairy chest and pulled harder against me. I wanted him. I wanted Jo Jo and his huge dick.

Jo Jo shoved the rest of his dick inside me. The pain was so terrible that I couldn’t breathe. Then he pulled out, leaving only his massive dick head embedded inside my asshole. He waited until he sensed I had recovered. Then he rammed his huge long dick up to his balls inside my ass. But it didn’t hurt much. By the fourth time he speared my ass with his thick snake long dick, it felt wonderful. I was kissing him with even more passions.

And as Jo Jo fucked me, the old crazy but crawled up level with our faces and started jacking his fat dick while holding it against my right cheek. He even pushed it down until his thick dick was touching both Jo Jo’s and my lips. The old crazy man suddenly made a strange sound in his throat and shot his load of cum on both mine and Jo Jo’s lips and chins. God it felt wonderful to feel the stout old man big load of sticky cum running off Jo Jo’s cheeks and onto mine.

Jo Jo was fucking me at break neck speed. I knew the way his muscles were tensing up that he was going to cum. And I had only finishing thinking that when he did exactly that. He shot off inside my ass. And still kissing me he pulled out of me and moved his lower body away from my crotch and let Harvey get at my dick with his wicked mouth. The old crazy man’s tongue carried me to heaven and back a hundred times as I continued to kiss Jo Jo. But when Jo Jo reached down and grabbed my nipples and started pinching them, I couldn’t hold back any longer. I shot off in old crazy Harvey’s mouth. He grabbed my dick and drained the last drop of cum out of me.

All three of us collapsed on the floor of the big cardboard box. Me in the middle and Jo Jo on my right and Harvey on my left. Then after a few moments, Jo Jo pulled my face to his and kissed me deep with his tongue as far down my throat as it would go. I found myself again enjoying sucking on his long tongue.

“Boy, you are something special. The colonel is crazy not grabbing you. But his lost is my gain.” The old toothless bum said as he wrapped his arms around me and he laid back down.

“I got to get home! I’m in enough trouble without staying out all night.” I said in a relaxed voice as it seemed that all the tension and anger had drained out of me.

“Where do you live?” Jo Jo asked.

“About ten miles south of Dothan.” I answered.

“Near Madrid?” Jo Jo asked.

“Three miles from my house.” I answered. “Why.”

“There’s a fright train goes out at one tonight. Take a nap. I wake you in plenty time of catching it.”

“Yea?” I asked suddenly excited about ridding a fright trail.

“Sure thing, Kid. I teach you all about ridding the rails.” Jo Jo said. “But first let me fuck you one more time. I love your tight young ass. It’s better than any pussy I dipped my dick into.” Jo Jo said climbing on top of me again.