Kids in the hallways kicked, punched from behind. Group beatings in bathrooms. Faces in toilets. Faces slammed into lockers. Wedgies. Purple nurples. ...ars flicked. Seats yanked out.We rarely participated in such barbarism or fought or picked on others, but we would fight back when necessary, and we’d mostly lose, catch a beatdown.Because we were fags.Spazzes. Weirdos. Kids with fucked up haircuts, kids who wore out of fashion clothes, shopped at Goodwill stores and changed clothes when our. The band had stopped playing, and the other couples had stopped dancing and were applauding as Dennis Krimalaenski walked to the center of the stage. Ski, as everyone called him, held up his hand and the applause stopped."Last year, when I was a lowly junior," a few chuckles, "the prom got canceled, and then rescued by three sophomores who should have known better than to interfere with upperclass activities. A lot of people, including me, said it was the best prom ever." I concentrated on not. She goes on to say: “I need you to do this one favor for me. I ‘ll be eternally thankful to you if you do this for me”.I am like: “What are you saying Akka!! You want me to“. She said “Yes Tammu. You are the only one who can do this for me”. I sit quietly on the bed for a few moments and then I tell her “I understand Akka. I see no better choice either. Let’s do it. I don’t like to have strangers touch my sister anyway. So, might as well keep it in the family until you get married.” She runs. Please fuck my ass!I needed no more encouragement and I grabbed the tube and squirted the lube all over my cock and put some on my finger and worked it into her lovely little rosebud. I grabbed her hips and place my cock at her backdoor and said, “You don’t know how much I have wanted to do this!”“Fuck my ass Bobby, fuck it hard! She hisses.She reaches back and guides the head of my cock into her anus, it felt INCREDIBLE! In a few seconds I was buried into her up to the hilt, she was so tight.