The sun warmed rocks felt good under Rusty's feet. The afternoon air was cool, but the sun felt soothingly warm on his back. Down below, the river, looking to be a mile away, glittered with the billion sun filled wavelets the breeze kicked up. A hawk wound lazy circles overhead. The rock walls of limestone were white and warm like living bone, and Rusty stroked the smooth stone from time to time.
They were hiking lazily, slowly, enjoying the vibrant air. Rusty followed the other two, Todd and Candy, watching them pause and stretch, or pause and look out over the deep valley that cradled Sutton and the river. Rusty looked out too, realizing that Sutton lay in one of the most beautiful areas of the state. When he left here he'd be leaving behind not only his big chance for athletic renown, but he'd be leaving these high white bluffs he loved so much. In the two months he'd been here, he'd spent every one of his free Sunday afternoons up here, usually hiking by himself. He'd have preferred to have come alone today especially today but Todd had invited himself and then had invited his hot new girlfriend, Candy. What could he say? Sure, come along.
As soon as they got a short distance up into the hills, Candy slipped off her jeans, no panties. Then she pulled off her T-shirt. No bra naturally. She loved being nude, she told them. They were so lucky to be boys and to be able to run around Sutton in nothing but a jockstrap if they wished, while she and the rest of the girls could only show their asses and tits in the gyms and locker rooms.
Todd had watched her, panting like a locomotive, then had stumbled out of his own jeans to join her in the all-together. Not to be a party pooper although he'd have rather been alone with his thoughts this afternoon instead of getting hypnotized by Candy's gyrating ass Rusty pulled off his own jeans. The three of them had been hiking for nearly an hour now, naked as the rock cliffs and carrying their rolled-up clothes under their arms.
Candy squatted suddenly, spread her cunt, and pissed a yellow stream onto the rocky trail. Rusty and Todd watched her. Rusty had never seen a girl piss before. His cock twitched up halfway.
Todd fell onto his hands and knees and practically shoved his nose into Candy's pissing cunt. His cock wagged, stiff and dripping. "Far out!" he said, and Candy giggled. When she finished pissing, he licked her crotch.
Candy stood up. "Let's walk some more," she said. "It's such a lovely day."
She glanced back and winked at Rusty, her eyes fastening on his cock for a few intense moments.
Todd pushed her. "You wanna walk, then let's walk."
They walked, Rusty following.
The bitch was crazy about him. It was as plain as daylight. She wanted his cock, wanted him for her own stud. That's why she'd warmed up to Todd. She thought she could get at him through Todd. No way.
She was a good fuck all right, one of the top fucks in Sutton. But she was too Goddamn anxious, too Goddamn greedy. Rusty had fucked her a few times in her slave days in school, and she'd been Goddamn hot. She had a cunt that could suck a guy's cock until his toes curled. She knew how to make a guy feel like he was in heaven. But Christ, she'd nearly sucked his balls off nearly sucked his guts out. And after a fuck with Candy, he felt half dead, as if Candy was a vampire who'd been sucking his blood. The bitch scared him. Christ, she looked at him like she was a tigress. She wanted to eat him, Goddamn it to swallow him whole.
Candy stopped, leaning against a rock. She arched her back a little and turned her beautiful ass up just enough for the pink pucker to glisten in the sunlight. She fumbled with her jeans, pulled out a cigarette, lit it, and dropped her clothes while she smoked.
Todd was on his knees immediately, licking Candy's asshole as if it were actually candy. He licked up and down her ass crack, slurping and moaning. His cock slapped his belly, looking itself like a thick quivering candy cane.
Candy giggled, wiggling her bare ass in his face. She looked out over the valley, blowing blue clouds of smoke into the cool air. She glanced over at Rusty and winked.
Rusty sat down on a rock and watched Todd. His own cock pounded his belly now, oozing precum. Prickles of need shot through its core, but he didn't touch it. That's just what the bitch wanted to see that she was driving him so wild that he couldn't control himself.
Todd groaned like he was being whipped. He chewed on Candy's hot bottom, shoved his face in her crotch and munched on her pussy. He was beating his cock now as he sucked.
Candy giggled coolly, taking long drags on her cigarette. She appeared almost disinterested in Todd. Her ass wiggled and twitched, and her toes clawed at the dusty trail, but her face remained calm.
What's she trying to prove? thought Rusty. What's the bitch trying to pull? She's juicy as a gang-banged whore. She's probably popped off twice already, and she's acting like she's bored stiff.
Todd whimpered, his face buried in Candy's crotch. His purple headed cock vibrated, squirting white gobs of cum on Candy's smooth tanned legs. Candy giggled, dancing and squirming as if the pelting cum tickled. When Todd stopped coming, Candy tossed her smoking cigarette butt onto the trail and simply walked away from him, leaving his juice covered face upturned in the sunshine.
"Beautiful day," Candy said, wiggling her ass and walking on up the trail. Big gobs of Todd's cum rolled down her calves, but she ignored them.
As they followed her, Rusty wondered why in the hell Todd let the fucking bitch treat him that way. It wasn't like Todd. Maybe the bitch had drugged him or hypnotized him. Christ, the two of them ought to grab the slut and throw her off these cliffs. Goddamn fucking whore!
Rusty sent a gob of spit hurling out over the valley. He took a deep breath and tried to forget that Todd and Candy were there. Good old, hills, he thought. No troubles up here. But down in Sutton Christ!
He had to leave. No choice. After fouling up at yesterday's game again he was nothing but shit one hundred percent grade-A shit. Nobody fouled up in two games in a row, not since he had come to Sutton High. Shit, the coach was going to kill him. No, not kill him something worse. Nothing like last week. Last week was fun and games humiliation and black and blue wrists. This week would be different. But what? The coach hadn't said a word to him after the game. He could jack off and fuck all he wanted. No, the coach had something different in mind this week something horrible.
Shit, he'd be better off diving off the cliffs right now. He probably would, too, if it wasn't for Lisa.
Christ, be wasn't sure, but he thought he was in love with the sexy little blond. Ever since he'd plugged her hot ass in gym class on Tuesday, he hadn't fucked any girl but her not in gym class, not after football practice, not after yesterday's post game orgy. No other girl but her. He was hot for her, crazy about her. Tits and ass like a dream. And tight! Oh, Jesus, so tight. Mouth, cunt, asshole tighter than Candy. But Lisa wasn't like Candy not greedy like Candy. Rusty felt strong after fucking Lisa, strong as Tarzan.
Rusty watched the naked legs moving in front of him. Todd's melted cum was drying like salty tears on Candy's calves, leaving crusty whitish streaks.
Todd's muscular brown calves contracted with each step defining the muscle fibers and tendons, showing strong veins under elastic skin.
Shit, Rusty hated to leave his buddy. Todd was like a real brother to him. Rusty had never had a brother. He loved Todd. Christ, he'd be leaving behind more than these hills.
But what else could he do? By tornorrow night he might be dead anyway or worse. By tomorrow night Lisa, his own girl the only girlfriend he'd ever had would be fucked to a pulp. Tomorrow was Lisa's first slave day, and after tomorrow she just wouldn't be the same anymore. Shit, his girl fucked by fifty guys like a common slut? His girl? After tomorrow she'd be like a used rubber. A week from now she'd be like all the rest of the sluts panting for her slave day like a bitch in heat. Not that it would matter to him really; he'd probably be dead anyway or worse. Christ, even old Todd might help to torture him. In Sutton you couldn't trust anybody not anybody. If the coach ordered Todd to cut off Rusty's cock, Todd would do it. If Coach said to put a bullet through Rusty's head, even Todd would pull the trigger.
Christ, he had to get out of Sutton tonight. He and Lisa. Tonight. She was home resting up right now, resting up and getting ready. Good old Lisa. His girl. He knew she was scared. He was scared.
Nobody ran away from Sutton. At least nobody had ever made it. The Sutton Brigade was fast. He and Lisa would be faster, though. They'd have to be. Anyway, they would have a couple hours head start. By the time anybody noticed them missing, they'd be long gone.
"What's this?" Candy asked.
They had come to a place where the cliff trail widened. Huge white boulders sat on the trail like the rock monsters of Stonehenge. Steel rings had been anchored at various heights into one of the boulders. Ropes hung from the rings. Rusty had been here before. He didn't know who had secured the steel rings in the rocks, but one time he and some guys had dragged a girl up here. Then they'd tied her to the rock and whipped her. They'd been following Coach Long's orders. The girl had pissed on the coach while he was fucking her. After the whipping, they fucked her too.
"A place to rest," Rusty said. He smiled, knowing immediately what had to be done. This was the perfect place to teach Candy a lesson. She needed a lesson before he left Sutton, and this would be his last and only chance.
Candy leaned against the boulder with the ropes, thrusting her purple capped tits high. She smiled like a slut on the make. She slid the toes of her right foot up and down her left shin. Her muff glimmered like black silk.
Todd fell to his knees again like a peasant worshipping his queen. He buried his face in her crotch and began munching away again like a starving calf.
Disgusting! Rusty thought but a second later he was tying the bitch's arms over her head, stretching her out long, like he had been stretched in the locker room last Monday. Candy giggled as he bound her, as if this were all a game. A game? Just wait!
He tapped Todd on the shoulder. "Wanna give me a crack at her too?"
Todd stood up, wiping the pussy juice off his chin. "Hey, what's the idea? She's tied up."
"You got cunt hairs caught in your teeth," Rusty said, untying a coarse brown rope from one of the other steel rings.
Todd picked the cunt hairs out of his teeth. "What you up to?"
Rusty didn't answer. Without warning he thrashed the doubled up rope across Candy's tits.
Candy screamed, squirming helplessly as she hung from the rock. She kicked at Rusty, flailing her loose legs at him.
"Goddamn bitch!" Rusty shouted, and he thrashed her again, this time leaving a red rope burn across her heaving belly.
"What the hell?" Todd yelled, wrestling Rusty for the rope. "Lay off her. She's my chick! My chick!"
"Like hell I am!" Candy yelled, a smirk on her lips despite the tears watering her eyes. "I ain't nobody's chick."
Todd let loose the rope and turned to her. "Shut up, shit face! Goddamn it shut up!"
"Go to hell, prick!" Candy yelled. "Both of you, go to hell!" She kicked, jamming her sharp toe into Todd's nuts.
Todd collapsed, clutching his nuts and cursing.
"You're stupid," Rusty said. "Goddamn stupid." And he scourged her with three quick blows of the fibery rope, leaving marks on her loins and legs.
Candy winced and jerked with the blows, but she showed her gleaming teeth in a mocking smile. "I love it," she said. "Love it! Give me more, donkey dick! I love it!"
Rusty's belly contracted. He wanted to kill the bitch. He let go, flogging her with all his strength. He went for her tits, trying to burn off the nipples.
Candy screeched like a she-devil. "Godddddamnnnn youuuu!"
Rusty whipped her harder. The louder she screamed, the harder he flogged. He made believe he was whipping Old Lady Benton, or that fucking whore his old man made him eat out. God did she stink that whore! He could still smell her. He lashed out mercilessly.
"You're gonna kill the bitch," Todd yelled, hauling Rusty to the round. "Lay off, buddy. You're gonna kill her."
Rusty felt warm sharp rocks gouging his back. Todd's hot sweaty body lay on top of him, pinning him to the ground. For a moment, he wondered where he was. Then he remembered. He dropped the rope and fell back, his muscles gradually relaxing.
"Take it easy," Todd said, releasing him. Then Todd got up.
Rusty watched him untie Candy. Red and purple welts covered her body. Her eyes were closed, and spit leaked from her mouth. She fell into Todd's arms, groaning, and Todd let her slide to the ground. Her eyes slowly opened.
"Fuck me," she said, wincing with each word. "Fuck me quick."
"I don't believe it," Todd said, glancing at Rusty. Then he dropped down between her legs and shoved his stiff cock up her cunt in one continuous motion, moaning as he entered her.
Candy grunted, wrapping her welt-covered legs around his ass. She began humping before he did.
"Fuck me!" she gasped. "Oh, yes, fuck me! Fuck me!"
"Oh, baby, you're hot!" Todd moaned. His face was flushed and his eyes rolled ecstatically. He fucked fast, his cock squishing in her cunt.
Candy rolled her head toward Rusty. She opened her mouth wide, wetting her lips with her tongue. Her eyes were crazy with lust. She gazed at his cock. Rusty could feel her eyes caress his hot meat grinder as if they were fingers.
"Shiit!" he muttered. She was going to get what she wanted. He was going to give it to her. He couldn't help himself. His prick was dancing like a charmed cobra. He crawled over her and sat on her tits. Her warm breath made his dick jerk. Before she could lick it, he rammed it down her throat.
"Drown her, Rusty," Todd grunted, his breath hot on Rusty's back. "Choke her." His downy chin thumped Rusty's backbone as he humped up and down into the girl's cunt.
Rusty watched all ten-inches of his wrist-thick cock disappear into Candy's mouth. It had to be halfway down her throat. Her nose was buried in his blond prick-hair, and his balls squirmed against her chin. She was tight inside, and hot, manipulating his cock with her throat muscles. Rusty felt the jism bubbling in his nuts. Candy was like a sexual vampire. She could suck out a guy's jizz as fast as a vampire could suck out a guy's blood. He slowly pulled all ten inches of his cock out of her gaping mouth, then rammed it back down her throat. He did it again. Then again and again. Suddenly he was fucking the bitch's mouth and throat as if he were fucking her cunt or asshole. He'd never done that to any girl before. He'd never thought it possible. But this bitch was taking it, swallowing every inch. And Rusty's cock jerked, filled with a million tiny pleasure prickles.
"Bitch," he grunted as he humped. "Goddamn fucking hot bitch! Take it, slut! Swallow every Goddamn inch!"
Candy groaned, her eyes wobbling. Her jaw looked ready to dislocate, her lips to tear from the stretch, but Rusty could tell that she was smiling, loving every inch of his slick cock sliding in and out of her throat while Todd's hot cock slid in and out of her pussy. Both their cocks made squishing sounds in her holes, which excited Rusty even more.
Todd collapsed, his hot cheek pressed into Rusty's back. Rusty could feel him drooling, could feel him panting hotly.
"Ohh, Christ!" Todd muttered. "I'm coming! Goddamn!" Then he groaned as if in pain, his prick making quick juicy noises in Candy's cunt as he squirted his jism into her.
Candy's eyes fluttered. Rusty could feel her hot, welt striped tits quiver under his ass. Her throat vibrated and she gurgled. The bitch was coming. Minutes ago Rusty had whipped her to near unconsciousness, but now she was coming, coming as if his whipping had only served to ignite her cunt, to get her going. As she spasmed, her throat, shimmied around Rusty's cock, vibrating the cock skin against the shaft, buffing the cock head until Rusty wanted to scream. He humped hard and fast. Her quivering throat was tight – so Goddamn tight! It felt good. Oh, fuck!
Hot whips of jism uncoiled in his nuts. The tip of his spine tingled. Warm sensations flooded his asshole. He spurted.
"Take it, bitch! Take every drop! Eat it! Oh, Christ!" His head swam. The sight of Candy's face stretched around his fence post cock blurred. He fell on her face with all his heaving weight. He'd fuck her face right off. He'd drown her. Long spears of hot jism shot through his cock, pouring down Candy's choking, gurgling throat. Every inch of his long body tingled with excitement, and all of that excitement surged toward his cock and whirled through the hot meaty ten-inches of it and streamed down Candy's throat.
He exploded down Candy's throat with a fresh round of jism. Candy's eyes gaped with surprise, as if she hadn't expected such a large and sudden load.
"Eat my cum," Rusty muttered, his ass wiggling as he screwed Candy's mouth. "Oh, eat my cum."
As his orgasm subsided, as the last thick wads of cum oozed into Candy's hard-sucking mouth, Rusty felt weak drained. The bitch had got what she wanted the vampire bitch. And he'd given it to her, loving every moment of the giving, even though he really didn't want to do it, didn't want to give her what she wanted. Shit, he couldn't win. Even if he'd have whipped her to death, she'd have died with a satisfied smile on her lips, on her hot purple bitch's lips.
He yanked his heavy softening ten inches out of her mouth and whopped her with it across the face. Candy smiled.