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Tough Guy: Part 1 - Bleached

Ricky had sex for the first time with his girlfriend Sandra as a present for his 18th birthday. It was the greatest birthday present he could ever get. She was stunning; a star athlete at their school, so popular, tall and had the most captivating smile. All the guys knew she was absolutely beautiful. She dominated the minds of so many high school boys, and to make it even better for Ricky, she was a year older. Ricky rolled all 6’s and he never doubted it for a second when he was with her. Her curves, her height; she had legs for days. Ricky wasn't a small guy at all, but she stood up over him and her polished mahogany skin was soft to the touch; there was so much of her, Ricky never knew where to start. Ricky remembers how his friends talked used to talk about how they wish they could fuck a girl like her. He never felt comfortable going that far with them; but he's a teenage boy too. He shifted a lot in those conversations about Sandra. 

And then, she reached out to him, he shot his shot. Fast forward and she took his virginity for his 18th birthday. He's had a couple girlfriends before but Sandra was different. She made him a man.  

The next day, his clothes fit on him a little differently than before. People looked at him differently too and he truly felt unlocked. Ricky was always proud of himself; his friends call him a pretty boy and he likes what he sees in the mirror. Not to mention, he also has a swagger you get when you look up to and imitate cool guys on social media who sag their pants and fill up their room with smoke and trap music. Those were the cool videos he and his friends shared, and made, on Instagram. He looked back at one of the first videos he made a little over a year ago. 

A long face, narrow and a heavy set of eyebrows sat on a young man who looked at himself in his phone at different angles. Ricky rubbed the sides of the stubble of a mustache on his upper lip, pulled his index and thumb down his lips, pulling them away and revealing light blue braces. He then split his lips further apart, exploring his sharp jawline and tilting the camera to the side. Mogging the camera, he then looked at it straight ahead and awkwardly smiled. His hair ended above his eyebrows like a k-pop star and the white passing boy made a funny face as he tilted the camera. The bottom of the video caught right below his clavicle and he lifted his arm. His bicep filling the screen and the dark underpit with a speck of hair. He immediately pulled the phone back, embarrassed and not wanting to show that much on the screen. 

It had the caption #pro-gamer on it. Ricky remembers putting that in the front so it would seem like he was just being silly. But in reality, Ricky looked at that as a moment where he started to realize how he really looked. He started to grow confidence in himself as a man. Not in a vain way, but in the way a boy realizes that he’s not really a boy anymore. He was turning into a stud.

Now, Ricky looked at it with a cringe on his face. He was so young and embarrassing then. But it was the first time that Sandra messaged him, so it used to have a special place in his heart. 

Ricky deleted the video from his Instagram and put his phone down in his pocket. He got facial hair and braces older than he would’ve liked, but thankfully the braces are off soon and he tells himself that he needs to shave off his little patches of hair. A man doesn’t have a little wimpy mustache like he had, after all. He’s gotta look tough, and nothing makes him look more like a wimp than that weak mustache.

Big Guy (Vampire) Part 5: Behind the Curtain, We See You!

Part 1: Little Brother 

Part 2: Crippling Interest 

Part 3: Eggjungle 

Part 4: Dreams and the Bed 

 

Ben slowly walked up to Jamie in the kitchen, who smiled as he saw Ben approach. Ben smiled and scratched his head as he got closer. He smiled at Jamie as Jamie walked up to him and Ben waited to see what’s up. 

He didn’t even see Jamie’s foot crack through the air. Jamie swung his barefoot out with devastating force and smacked hard up into Ben’s balls in his briefs. His cock was still hard and pointing up, so the impact was all balls and it felt like a sledgehammer. Ben’s eyes bulged out as he doubled over and almost immediately collapsed to the floor. There wasn’t even pain at first, just a shock and weakness as his mind went totally blank. Then, he gasped out and the pain was blinding as it erupted through his gut and legs. It erased every other sense and thought he had. Ben let out a choking groan as he clutched his balls in his briefs and kicked his legs weakly on the ground. His socks swinging on the ground as his eyes were opened wide and totally lost in the sea of pain he was in. 

Time continued and the pain only continued to grow. Ben gasped and his throat tightened, his stomach twisted and he was sure he was about to throw up. His eyes watered as he rocked on his side and opened his eyes up towards Jamie. He lifted his head up as his vision swimmed and saw Jamie looking down at him. Jamie was smiling and shook his head. 

“What the fuck, Ben.” 


Ben blinked, confused and in tremendous pain. He fell backwards and clutched his heavy, sore testicles in his hand and groaned in pain. He struggled to form a word or anything human at all. 

“Man… I don’t even know what to say! Like… ahhh… honestly, that felt pretty good though.” 

“Mmmarrgg… wha… nngh, oohhhh… my baaaallls…” 

“Haha, yeah that was a pretty hard kick. It kinda hurt my foot. But… damn. You know you deserved that right?” 

Ben gasped and rocked on his side. Something broke through his voice and he croaked out. “My balls, my balls! You broke my balls, oh fuck!” 

“Whatever, dude. You’ll be fine.” 

“Wha… why… what the fuck, Jamie? My balls! I- I can barely feel them...” 

“Oh God, shut up dude. First, what the fuck were you doing in Jayden’s bed? Like…” Jamie laughed out loud and shook his head. “That was so stupid to see. I will admit though, it was pretty nice to cuddle up with you guys.” 

“Nrgh… babe…” Ben curled tighter, his hands stuffed between his legs and rocking back and forth. He could barely breathe, his nuts throbbed and he still felt the painful reality that he might throw up.

“And, I want you to know Ben. I love you, and I’m not… angry? Like, I am obviously. But I just need you to know that you deserve this.” 

“I… deserve this…?” 

Jamie laughed incredulously. “Ahhshyeah? You’re obviously taking advantage of my brother. Not to mention you were hard and wet in his bed… aaaannnd I’m gonna need you to talk to me about these streams.”

“I…” Ben groaned, barely able to talk. “I can’t talk… right now… it hurts so bad.” 

Jamie nodded and scratched his chin.. “Ahhh… I told you to be careful with Jayden. He can’t help himself. He’s just fucking retarded but whatever dude. You are taking advantage of him. You see that right?” 

“Mmm… it’s not like that.” 

Jamie continued. “And like… it feels like something is happening. Is something happening Ben? Something between you and Jayden?”

“He… I… I told you.” Ben was starting to get his voice back. “I wanted to check up on him and… I just fell asleep.” 

Jamie shook his head. “You know… I know both of you idiots. So, I actually believe that. You’re both stupid enough to do that. But that live stream was weird shit dude. And don’t bullshit me. I’m his brother, you need to be honest with me.” 


Ben whimpered and sat over his knees. He was breathing heavily and gently slammed his fist against the ground. 

“This hurts so bad… you didn’t have to kick me that hard…” 

“Ben… stop changing the subject. What the fuck was that? How long has that been happening?” 

Ben looked up with red eyes, trembling in pain still. He lurched forward and moaned, and Jamie stood up for a moment. He looked around for something as Ben tried hard to stay still and not let anything come up out of him. 

Jamie pulled a plate over and put it under Ben quickly as he looked like he was about to hurl. But Jamie saw Ben tighten up and try not to let anything out. His bare legs tightened as his strong body managed to keep things together and he breathed out, only letting out a stalactite of saliva. Ben wiped it away with his forearm as he laid on his side and held his bulge with his left hand. 

“Okay… false alarm.” 

“Right… now… will you fucking speak before I kick your balls into your stomach again?” 

Ben whined and closed his legs up at the comment. “Okay, okay… fuck dude. You were there, you saw…” 


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