Fiction: 3 vs. 1

Marluxia · 11-09-2013, 03:31 PM

A very very very long time ago I was writing a story about a boy and his brother and three cousins. It was pretty crap but it seemed like a lot of people like it...I was just reading it over and noticed I never finished it! I think I will...start over from scratch. I mean, if I start over I can add in more detail and make it better, right?

Yeah, that's what I'll do.

I will add the first part soon ~

Marluxia · 11-09-2013, 04:10 PM

Friday, 1:52 PM
Location: School Room 122

8 minutes.
The clock was ticking. Each one seemed louder and louder but every tenth it got quieter. The cycle repeated again and again.
Louder, louder, louder, louder, louder, louder, louder, louder, louder, LOUDER...
Softer, softer, softer, softer, softer, softer, softer, softer, softer, softer...

7 minutes.

I chewed on the tip of my pencil as I gazed at the last sentences to translate on the Latin Test.

Caecilius et filius ambulant ad forum. Caecilius da pecuniam ad filium.

I couldn't concentrate. I was so excited it was the weekend I just couldn't.

6 minutes.

I looked over to my left to where my older brother was sitting. His name is Elliot and he is a Junior. Me? Well, I'm a Freshman and my name is Jack. He had already finished. Since the Latin program is so small in our school, all the Latin classes are bunched together and we all learn things at different paces. He had a quick quiz while I had a full test.

He smirked as I caught his attention. He shook his head and then look at the clock above Miss Chabot.

"Five minutes remaining," she reminded the class.

I quickly turned back to my sentence. Oh, that's easy, I thought. Quickly I translated it.

Caecilius and his son walk to the forum. Caecilius gives money to his son.

By the time I had finished translating the simple sentence there was just three minutes left. I looked back over to my brother who wasn't even looking at me any more. However, he was scratching his crotch. It was obvious too. His hands just ran up and down his inner thighs and around his junk.

I rolled my eyes and looked back to quickly check over my paper.

1 minute remaining.

"Alright, pens down please. Pass in your papers," she ordered.

I passed mine up to my friend sitting in front of me and she passed it up to the next guy in our row.

The bell rang with a loud blare and the kids shot up from their desks.

"Have a good weekend," she said as everyone bolted from the room.

I got up and bent over to put my pen back into my bag. Suddenly I felt a large shock of pain in my ass and a loud slapping sound. Elliot laughed as I slung by bag over my shoulder.

"Ha ha," I said sarcastically.

"Jackyboy, I swear it gets funnier every time," he replied.

"No, it just hurts more every time" I said as I rubbed my ass.

We both laughed, but his was more tyrannical. He really did get a kick out of abusing me. We walk out of the room and began down the hall. The mayhem of the Seniors who could drive as they pushed through the crowd to get to the parking lot was incredible. They were like football players shoving their way through a crowd to get to the end zone.

Suddenly my phone buzzed. I clutched onto my pocket as I enjoyed the buzzing sensation on my thigh. Elliot got a message to as he pulled his phone out as well.

He read the message first before I even had a chance to pull it out of my pocket.

"It's from mom," he began. "Looks like Drake and Walter are coming to visit."

My jaw dropped. They're my cousins, but they treat me nothing like family. They're like Elliot but 10x worse. A pair of horny boys who take out their anger and sexual fantasies on me. Well, really just that one time when I woke up and Drake was sliding his cock against my face.

But honestly, I was not looking forward to this.

Marluxia · 11-09-2013, 09:49 PM

Friday, 2:12 PM
Location: Bus 14

"So your cousins will be here the whole weekend?" my friend Tom asked.

"Yeah, I guess so," I replied. "You guys can still play TF2 tonight at Justin's house but I won't be able to make it."

We were sitting in the front section of the bus. I was sitting next to Tom and in the seat across was my friend John.

The bus drew to a halt and they stood up.

"Well, good luck," John said. "See you Monday."

"Yeah, alright," I replied as they got off.

In my opinion, this is the worst part of the bus ride. The only people left on the bus is my brother and his friends. From the front I could hear them whispering and laughing and talking about some nude pictures that someone's girlfriend sent them.

"She should shave that," one of them said rather loudly.

I rolled my eyes. Their voices went back to a hushed tone and they laughed a few more times.

"Yeah he does," my brother said rather loudly.

I turned around to see what he was talking about and he and his friends were already looking at me.

Finally, the bus drew to a stop and the doors opened up. I got out first and said farewell to the bus driver.

"Do it Elliot!" they shouted as he walked off after men.

I looked at him and he just shrugged. I began to walk down our driveway to the house. Suddenly, I felt a tug at my waist and then next thing I new my pants were at my ankles. I stumbled and fell on my face with my white briefs hanging up in the air. I could hear laughter from the bus, but what was worse was the laughter coming from my brother. What happened next was worse. He pulled down my underwear and smacked my ass hard enough that I could feel it turn red.

"Damn it, Elliot! What the hell is your problem?" I shouted as I stumbled to my feet trying to pull up my pants.

I turned around and watched as his friends leaned out the windows cheeky with laughter. They shouted slurs at me,

Loser! Faggot!
Gay! Fat ass!
Homo! Nerd!

I looked at the bus driver expecting her to say something but she too was laughing. My face was bright red. I could feel it. I really could. I turned around boiled with rage towards Elliot but he was already running to the house.

"Asshole!" I shouted after him.

I heard the bus pull away off down the road. I'd deal with that on Monday, now I had to deal with Elliot. He turned around laughing hysterically.

"Oh come now, it's all in good fun!" he shouted.

I slugged him one right across the face. I fell to pavement without another word. I was breathing heavily...very heavily...I was fueled with anger.

I stormed off to the house, opened the door, and immediately slammed it shut. I let out a sigh and closed my eyes with my back pressed against the door.

"Hey Jackyboy," I heard a voice greet.

I opened my eyes a lord behold there they were. Drake and Walter. Their grin was sinister. I was dead, that is, if Elliot was not gonna kill me first.

kojiko · 11-18-2013, 07:11 AM

I really like it so far keep it up! The detail is really great! I hope you write more soon.

badbadfreya · 11-18-2013, 01:10 PM

This looks so promising, I truly can't wait for more

Marluxia · 11-23-2013, 02:32 PM

I've been busy but I will finish this!

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11-09-2013, 03:31 PM	#1
Marluxia Senior Member Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: Connecticut, USA Posts: 172	3 vs. 1 A very very very long time ago I was writing a story about a boy and his brother and three cousins. It was pretty crap but it seemed like a lot of people like it...I was just reading it over and noticed I never finished it! I think I will...start over from scratch. I mean, if I start over I can add in more detail and make it better, right? Yeah, that's what I'll do. I will add the first part soon ~ __________________ The Keyblade is said to hold phenomenal power, One legend says it's weilder saved the world... While others say that he brought ruin upon it, I must know what a keyblade is. A key opens doors. -Ansem's Report 8 Interests: bisexual, nude, master/slave, wedgies, swirlies, piss, shit, bondage, fingering, jacking off, cum, edge, x - dress. Dislikes: Family and friends involved

11-09-2013, 04:10 PM	#2
Marluxia Senior Member Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: Connecticut, USA Posts: 172	Friday, 1:52 PM Location: School Room 122 8 minutes. The clock was ticking. Each one seemed louder and louder but every tenth it got quieter. The cycle repeated again and again. Louder, louder, louder, louder, louder, louder, louder, louder, louder, LOUDER... Softer, softer, softer, softer, softer, softer, softer, softer, softer, softer... 7 minutes. I chewed on the tip of my pencil as I gazed at the last sentences to translate on the Latin Test. Caecilius et filius ambulant ad forum. Caecilius da pecuniam ad filium. I couldn't concentrate. I was so excited it was the weekend I just couldn't. 6 minutes. I looked over to my left to where my older brother was sitting. His name is Elliot and he is a Junior. Me? Well, I'm a Freshman and my name is Jack. He had already finished. Since the Latin program is so small in our school, all the Latin classes are bunched together and we all learn things at different paces. He had a quick quiz while I had a full test. He smirked as I caught his attention. He shook his head and then look at the clock above Miss Chabot. "Five minutes remaining," she reminded the class. I quickly turned back to my sentence. Oh, that's easy, I thought. Quickly I translated it. Caecilius and his son walk to the forum. Caecilius gives money to his son. By the time I had finished translating the simple sentence there was just three minutes left. I looked back over to my brother who wasn't even looking at me any more. However, he was scratching his crotch. It was obvious too. His hands just ran up and down his inner thighs and around his junk. I rolled my eyes and looked back to quickly check over my paper. 1 minute remaining. "Alright, pens down please. Pass in your papers," she ordered. I passed mine up to my friend sitting in front of me and she passed it up to the next guy in our row. The bell rang with a loud blare and the kids shot up from their desks. "Have a good weekend," she said as everyone bolted from the room. I got up and bent over to put my pen back into my bag. Suddenly I felt a large shock of pain in my ass and a loud slapping sound. Elliot laughed as I slung by bag over my shoulder. "Ha ha," I said sarcastically. "Jackyboy, I swear it gets funnier every time," he replied. "No, it just hurts more every time" I said as I rubbed my ass. We both laughed, but his was more tyrannical. He really did get a kick out of abusing me. We walk out of the room and began down the hall. The mayhem of the Seniors who could drive as they pushed through the crowd to get to the parking lot was incredible. They were like football players shoving their way through a crowd to get to the end zone. Suddenly my phone buzzed. I clutched onto my pocket as I enjoyed the buzzing sensation on my thigh. Elliot got a message to as he pulled his phone out as well. He read the message first before I even had a chance to pull it out of my pocket. "It's from mom," he began. "Looks like Drake and Walter are coming to visit." My jaw dropped. They're my cousins, but they treat me nothing like family. They're like Elliot but 10x worse. A pair of horny boys who take out their anger and sexual fantasies on me. Well, really just that one time when I woke up and Drake was sliding his cock against my face. But honestly, I was not looking forward to this. __________________ The Keyblade is said to hold phenomenal power, One legend says it's weilder saved the world... While others say that he brought ruin upon it, I must know what a keyblade is. A key opens doors. -Ansem's Report 8 Interests: bisexual, nude, master/slave, wedgies, swirlies, piss, shit, bondage, fingering, jacking off, cum, edge, x - dress. Dislikes: Family and friends involved

11-09-2013, 09:49 PM	#3
Marluxia Senior Member Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: Connecticut, USA Posts: 172	Friday, 2:12 PM Location: Bus 14 "So your cousins will be here the whole weekend?" my friend Tom asked. "Yeah, I guess so," I replied. "You guys can still play TF2 tonight at Justin's house but I won't be able to make it." We were sitting in the front section of the bus. I was sitting next to Tom and in the seat across was my friend John. The bus drew to a halt and they stood up. "Well, good luck," John said. "See you Monday." "Yeah, alright," I replied as they got off. In my opinion, this is the worst part of the bus ride. The only people left on the bus is my brother and his friends. From the front I could hear them whispering and laughing and talking about some nude pictures that someone's girlfriend sent them. "She should shave that," one of them said rather loudly. I rolled my eyes. Their voices went back to a hushed tone and they laughed a few more times. "Yeah he does," my brother said rather loudly. I turned around to see what he was talking about and he and his friends were already looking at me. Finally, the bus drew to a stop and the doors opened up. I got out first and said farewell to the bus driver. "Do it Elliot!" they shouted as he walked off after men. I looked at him and he just shrugged. I began to walk down our driveway to the house. Suddenly, I felt a tug at my waist and then next thing I new my pants were at my ankles. I stumbled and fell on my face with my white briefs hanging up in the air. I could hear laughter from the bus, but what was worse was the laughter coming from my brother. What happened next was worse. He pulled down my underwear and smacked my ass hard enough that I could feel it turn red. "Damn it, Elliot! What the hell is your problem?" I shouted as I stumbled to my feet trying to pull up my pants. I turned around and watched as his friends leaned out the windows cheeky with laughter. They shouted slurs at me, Loser! Faggot! Gay! Fat ass! Homo! Nerd! I looked at the bus driver expecting her to say something but she too was laughing. My face was bright red. I could feel it. I really could. I turned around boiled with rage towards Elliot but he was already running to the house. "Asshole!" I shouted after him. I heard the bus pull away off down the road. I'd deal with that on Monday, now I had to deal with Elliot. He turned around laughing hysterically. "Oh come now, it's all in good fun!" he shouted. I slugged him one right across the face. I fell to pavement without another word. I was breathing heavily...very heavily...I was fueled with anger. I stormed off to the house, opened the door, and immediately slammed it shut. I let out a sigh and closed my eyes with my back pressed against the door. "Hey Jackyboy," I heard a voice greet. I opened my eyes a lord behold there they were. Drake and Walter. Their grin was sinister. I was dead, that is, if Elliot was not gonna kill me first. __________________ The Keyblade is said to hold phenomenal power, One legend says it's weilder saved the world... While others say that he brought ruin upon it, I must know what a keyblade is. A key opens doors. -Ansem's Report 8 Interests: bisexual, nude, master/slave, wedgies, swirlies, piss, shit, bondage, fingering, jacking off, cum, edge, x - dress. Dislikes: Family and friends involved

11-23-2013, 02:32 PM	#6
Marluxia Senior Member Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: Connecticut, USA Posts: 172	I've been busy but I will finish this! __________________ The Keyblade is said to hold phenomenal power, One legend says it's weilder saved the world... While others say that he brought ruin upon it, I must know what a keyblade is. A key opens doors. -Ansem's Report 8 Interests: bisexual, nude, master/slave, wedgies, swirlies, piss, shit, bondage, fingering, jacking off, cum, edge, x - dress. Dislikes: Family and friends involved

11-18-2013, 07:11 AM	#4
kojiko Junior Member Join Date: Oct 2013 Location: washington state Posts: 24	I really like it so far keep it up! The detail is really great! I hope you write more soon.

11-18-2013, 01:10 PM	#5
badbadfreya Junior Member Join Date: Mar 2013 Posts: 13	This looks so promising, I truly can't wait for more