A Sad Day For Most
It was a hot summers day in J2, Year 4 or whatever they call it these days. Darren, Carl, Rhys and I, were sitting at our round table. It is important for you to know that Darren was the "hardest" in the class, a title which is always respected by children at such a young age. Not only that, but Darren was the hardest in the entire school, meaning that the two year groups above us could not produce a possible contender to fight the mighty Darren and live to tell the tale. It is rare to find a boy of such power, I can only imagine it was a gift from God to make up for Darren's below par brain.

Whilst we chatted, the conversation slowly turned to blow jobs and other things of that nature, as it often did. It is also important for you to know that Carl was the weakest boy in the class, a title which brought terrible consequences. Out of nowhere, Darren came up with an idea "I want a blow job". I imagine that I replied with something along the lines of "Don't we all Darren, don't we all" and went back to my work.

The conversation moved on from blow jobs, and onto something less sexual, probably cars. Minutes later, Darren spoke again "I want a blow job. Carl, give me a blow job". We all laughed, all except for Darren, who had an air of seriousness about him that was not often seen. "Carl, suck my fucking cock" said Darren with real meaning and passion.
"No " said Carl "don't be gay".
"Fucking do it, Carl" replied Darren. Carl looked at him and then looked at me as if to say: "Come on, Anthony, sort him out, he's being ridiculous."

There was nothing I could do, after all, Darren was the hardest boy in the school. And so it went, Carl got under the table to meet Darrens already bare cock and began to suck. It was a horrible sight, one which me and Rhys, and of course Carl, will never forget.

Suddenly, Rhys got an idea: "Carl, suck my fucking cock", he yelped, and so, Carl did, seeing as he was already down there, but not for long, for Darren once again uttered the infamous words "Carl, suck my fucking cock". Happy with what he got, Rhys did not complain, knowing that he could not challenge Darren the alpha male.

Personally, I did not want a young boy sucking my cock, so I did not ask, but I did gather the rest of the class, who all crowded around the table. The teacher, Mr Edwards, saw what was happening and came over to the table and shouted at Darren. That was it, no punishment, no "go to the headmaster's office" no suspension, just a "Stop it". The bell rang and we all went to lunch.
(sadbearhandbook, Sun 1 Feb 2009, 1:19, 4 replies)

assuming this is true
it's one of the most disturbing things I've ever heard. Why didn't he just risk a beating and say no?
(Uncle Comrade, Sun 1 Feb 2009, 12:30, closed)

Unfortunately...
It really is true. I never thought much of it until I moved to a better school and retold the story to everyone's horror. I guess some people are just really against being beaten up.
(sadbearhandbook, Sun 1 Feb 2009, 22:21, closed)

This
Really really scares me. Christ.
(powervator and NONE SHALL PASS, Mon 2 Feb 2009, 15:48, closed)

Unpleasant
Do not want
( chart cat has an itch, Wed 4 Feb 2009, 6:34, closed)