OLB was shocked the first time someone blew smoke in face. In gym class during the tenth grade a bunch of kids on class would sneak a smoke. There was a huge underground tunnel next to football field.
The team captain Smith would light a smoke or two. PACING IT SO Each time around THE track two kids could run off. Quickly taking one or two huge puffs before running back to field. OLB only went if his girlfriend gave the signal.
She gave the go and when arriving at tunnel it was Smith. Sucking down a cigarette 🚬 super fast taking a pull that would burn half the cig away. Smith was a hardcore bully who hated OLB. Or so he thought.
No girl In sight OLB stared at Smith's mouth 👄 in awe. Cruelty was all OLb knew of Smith. Every single time the two ended up alone Smith smacked OLb's ass really hard as long as he could. Causing welts several times so he turned around to go back.
Looking over shoulder Smith saw him and motioned for OLb to take smoke. 3 inches taller Smith had dark hair and played every sport. This day he wore a shiny smooth sweat suit to lose weight for an upcoming match. On the other hand OLb had to get sneaked on the team to play being 10 lbs underweight.
OLB walked over to Smith with trepidation and the awkward respect the bullied contrive for their bully. Every time Smith wore his sweat suit to lose weight OLB got hard. The erection also made him comply as if his pecker pulled him.
"What day you like watching me smoke?"
"No, just thought you were gonna be..."
Taking a huge drag sucking the white all the way to filter.
"That's all fag, but here"
As smoke pours from his lips like the purr of a demon. Smith gets inches from OlB's face blowing the entire exhale. At first Smith meant it rudely, but seeing the look on OLB's face his own lit up.
"Faggot loved that"
Smiling in a flirty way Smith smacked oLB's ass. This time it was gentle with a rub at the end as Smith ran off a d winked
"FAGGOT"
uh, I think so captain of the football team. Spank OLb's ass any day. The look in his eyes to see the look in OLB's at the sudden silent admission. Smith knew he was a faggot, but OLb didn't know Smith like to fuck fags.
Joe Smith and I have never met. Sharing many classes since 5 grade when a parental split sent us moving from Pottstown to Boyertown. The latter was 15 miles up route 100 bordering Gilbertsville extending into deep country Perkiomsnville.
There were two main bullies when arriving Kevin Berger who was in my class with Mr. Steingal. The neighboring classroom was Joe Smith territory. Now I wonder what their arrangement was because I never heard anything about them.
One thing to note is Pottstown Middle School starts at fifth grade so my new school did not promote to Junior High until sixth grade. Returning to elementary school after making transition to next level is odd.
Pottstown
Grades 1-5
Up until that point my social peers racially outnumbered me black 22 to white 8 per classroom being directly across from the projects. Both races bullied me and called me 'faggot,' equally.
Metal detectors
Elizabeth B Barth Elementary
Th
e Projects
1980's and 90's =The Village
2000's= Bright Hope Community
Boyertown
Grades 5-9
West
Justin Berger was a hippie country kid when we met who was extremely quiet. A bit intense he stared, made jokes and pushed me once in the gym by accident. During a game of dodge ball incidentally dodging a ball. Go figure?
The game continued at quick gym class pace. I loved dodge ball and slamming my head against wall bouncing to ground like flat soda fag style fizzing on knees. Not a single bubble he said. No one heard that I was respected.
Sorry man
JB did not go Junior High West instead East. He was a full blown hippie type in high school that was reintroduced to me by KE at the ninth grade dance. We never talked.
Joe Smith was an asshole in junior high something fierce. Throw punches at me all the time. Call me faggot in front of people all the time.
Played football and wrestling which constantly forced JS to quick diets to lose a few pounds for his weight class or else he could not be on team. The diet included wearing a shiny black sweat suit suit underneath clothes all day.
Being in same grade our gym class was at same time. In order to put on gym uniform on the sauna suit had to come off also. Smooth and shiny like leather it turned me with swift glances out of the corner of my eye. Cruel in gym class, the place where a kid has liberty to show extreme brutality in guise of sport.
Gilbertsville
Grade K
East/West
Jocks took advantage of this with a vengeance. JS would often get in trouble going to far for attention when it didn't fit within the sport mask of jockboys. Joe became a heavy smoker by high school sneaking away behind the field to smoke. Many of us did in this huge water drainage tunnel in 10th grade rushing often sharing cigarettes passing it quickly to a friend.
Right before end of year when gym class returned outside Joe ended up passing a squished filter all soggy from sucking consecutive quick inhales down due to time constraints. Amplifying the buzz to head rushes that brought on puking. He was in that zone leaving behind a cowboy hat. I returned it to the office for him, intimidated by years of harassment and bruises. This was one of the peers I altered my path to avoid. Even with consequences of tardy or outright skipping classes who I've never met in 6 years of the same grade.
11th grade involved a different dynamic Joe wasn't a bully to me. Make no assumptions of his character; he beat people up. Objectifying girls harshly and always with a pack of witnesses. Girls liked him a lot and giggled. Tall, dark, chiseled hick boy who won the popularity contest by being an excellent bully.
Returning from a three month rehab stint in Quakertown that was heavily gossiped about by other druggies from Boyertown doing outpatient. It was two cool kids who like myself tried the hard Philly shit. I was impatient.
Christmas break 1997 was about to begin and I had a lot of friends because many were faux for the chronic in my pocket. Drug dealing afforded a power that changed the dynamic also maturing as youth gave reprieve from many years. A barrage of attention surrounding partying I was rebellious to everyone from authority to my past ghosts.
Many apologies happened or went under bridge with a deal. It was fun to be popular, having money, sex and constant detention. Other deals didn't happen because I didn't sell to bullies exclusively. Punkasses.
Perkiomenville East
Grades 9-12
Joe walked into the bathroom right before I flushed and opened the stall. Honestly I didn't wash my hands when in high school and only used the stall. Lingering in the privacy of the line bathroom until another entered quickly darting past sinks as if they were timebombs. Trying to be unnoticed was still my character from years of priming just like flinching at my name or a quick handshake.
I jumped when he said my name stopping me at sink with a foreign smile. Under the assumption the change of attitude this year was for returning in Spring that was wrong.
Oh you found it, thanks
Sure
Standing staring at me was weird. He scared me. I turned to door
No dude, wait a minute
Oh yeah man. I'm sorry yeah I'll sell you a bag it's 15
Cowboy
Oh damn you have weed?
Isn't that was what we are talking about?
No, I'm your bully.
Quietly looking past me at the mirrors lining wall toward his own reflection. I was sitting on sink in corner spot for bookbags while washing which is utilized in girls room way more. I know from experience about the ladies room having mainly girl friends who sometimes dragged me in there.
You are my bully
Yeah dude
Sorry
Mumbling
Suck my dick
I'm not apologizing again I said I'm sorry
Bullies never call themselves by that action. In reports peers label them as the aggressor denies.
You can suck my dick right now but hurry
Bulging out of sweatpants his hand massaged erection while eyes made more than contact. The pure criminal maneuver that cute guys have of biting top lip as if eager while nodding head like don't you want to touch this.
Is it a set up to get beat up?
I pulled out his dick and sucked it. At first it was squishy not going completely solid. Public place. JS is not gay going on to sire many children with different women perhaps a charge of using date rape drug?
5-6 inches always bordering on flacid spewed cum within seconds that filled the front of sweatpants into a pool at base of cock at hand which took over pump cock when I decided his shit wasn't worth swallowing. I wished for the foresight and balls to ask him to wear the sauna suit although his balls were already my hand.
DodgeBall
Quick as fuck and back in game with quick rubber ball snap to back of head KB was out of game. I made it to the final two, not uncommon for me being good at dodging balls. When balls were thrown at me I flinched as a knee jerk reaction to being beaten daily for years.
I knew it was not just another of the many targeted tripping, pushing, elbows that gym teachers ignore sometimes laughing or smirking along. Whipping the ball hard enough to hurt someone is part of the game. My ability to dodge balls was fine tuned by the fact that everyone picked me to challenge.
Each round is a chance to go after someone or group of folks running or cowering against a wall. Dodging as main target for 40 minutes my distance from ball extended to retrieving and outing my fellow dodgers.
She gave the go and when arriving at tunnel it was Smith. Sucking down a cigarette 🚬 super fast taking a pull that would burn half the cig away. Smith was a hardcore bully who hated OLB. Or so he thought.
No girl In sight OLB stared at Smith's mouth 👄 in awe. Cruelty was all OLb knew of Smith. Every single time the two ended up alone Smith smacked OLb's ass really hard as long as he could. Causing welts several times so he turned around to go back.
