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
