Bang My Bully: Corey's Vacation

This is a story based on the comic, Bang My Bully by Pegasus. I've received his permission to make this fan-sequel of the story. If you aren't familiar with the comic, I'd urge you to read it, it's brilliant! This story picks up one month after the ending of the comic, with Corey being two weeks into his summer vacation. His father is leaving for a business trip, which allows D'Shawn to move into the Williams household. I hope that Pegasus will be able to adapt this sometime in the future or at even incorporate elements of this into a potential sequel. This story does contain puke and heavy NTR and humiliation themes.

"M-Mom, Crystal, w-what are you guys doing?" Corey mumbled to himself, his forehead dripping with sweat.

He looked down at his phone, tears streaming down his cheeks as he watched his own mother and sister worship the dick of his bully, D'Shawn. Corey watched as his Mom sucked the head of D'Shawn's cock while Crystal licked the side of his shaft, her eyes mesmerised by its size. Before Corey knew it, he had his hand wrapped around his dick, and he began jerking off to the video.

He looked at his phone to see Chrissy and Crystal on their knees, their mouths wide open and their tongue stretched out, waiting for D'Shawn's nut. Corey watched in anticipation as D'Shawn shot a hot load over his mother and sister's face. D'Shawn shot ropes over and over again until Chrissy and Crystal's faces were unrecognisable. Corey simply couldn't hold back any longer...

"Corey, what's wrong dear?" Chrissy asked. She was sitting beside him on his bed, dressed in her usual yoga outfit. Her lips were glazed with pink lip gloss, and her hair was in her typical bob. She had a bra on that embraced her DD breasts and her tight yoga pants exposed the shape of her ass.

Corey rubbed his eyes and slowly got up. He was drenched in sweat and his pants were wet around the crotch area. He had that dream again. Except it wasn't just a dream. D'Shawn had really fucked his mother and sister, and he had jerked off to the videos of it.

"Was it that dream again?" Chrissy asked, her eyes wide with concern.

Corey nodded his head, his eyes trying to avoid contact with his mother's. He confided in his Mom all the time, no matter what. She was his only true friend. But that day when she visited D'Shawn changed everything. It took Corey a long while to accept what he saw. And he knew, deep down, he would never be able to truly move on.

"Oh baby, I'm so sorry for what happened with D'Shawn. I know I keep saying this over and over but it was to protect you Corey. You're the most important thing to me and I couldn't stand to see you keep getting hurt." Chrissy said.

She wrapped her arms around Corey and hugged him with a warm embrace. Corey felt all his fears and problems disappear whenever he was around his Mom. No matter what she had done, Corey believed that his Mom was doing what she thought was the best for him. He closed his eyes and felt her soft hands run through his hair.

Corey hugged Chrissy tighter and she planted a wet kiss on his forehead.

"No matter what happened between me and D'Shawn, I never once kissed him. These kisses belong to you and you only Corey", Chrissy said with a warm smile.

"I know Mom, I know." Corey said with a soft grin.

"Now, your father's gone away for a while on business so I expect you to be the man of the house." Chrissy said, folding her arms.

Corey nodded his head in agreement. He got out of bed and looked up at his Mom with a sheepish grin.

Corey only stood at 5'3 while Chrissy was 5'7, and his height was one of the many things that made him an easy target in school.

"Crystal's in the kitchen making breakfast, I'm going to go help her. Why don't you brush your teeth and get dressed." Chrissy said.

"Ok Mom!" Corey said with a big smile.

Chrissy watched as he waddled to the bathroom. She didn't know how much longer she could keep lying to Corey...

Corey walked into the kitchen to see Chrissy and Crystal making pancakes.

"Hi Crystal." Corey said.

"Oh hey." Crystal responded nonchalantly. She had her hair braided and she was wearing a tight bra and shorts that could barely contain her ass.

Crystal was very distant from Corey, despite Chrissy's attempts to get them to reconcile. Unlike Chrissy, Crystal didn't really have a bond with Corey, and she didn't seem keen to build one either.

Once the pancakes were finished, they sat down to eat their breakfast. Corey watched as his Mom and sister shoved forkfuls of food into their mouths. Those very same mouths that D'Shawn had defiled. Those very mouths that they gave up to him...

"Corey, why aren't you eating?" Chrissy asked, with a confused expression on her face.

"Sorry, I was just thinking of something." Corey said, snapping back to reality, his dick semi-erect. He didn't know what these feelings were, or why something so sick made him feel like this but it aroused him.

They all ate their breakfast in silence. This was D'Shawn's work. He had done this. He had ruined the Williams' household forever.

Once they had finished, Corey got up and cleared the table while Chrissy helped him. Crystal got up and left to go to the shop.

Chrissy handed Corey the dirty plates to wash as he ran them under the water.

"So Corey, I was thinking that as it's the summer, maybe we could do the the things that we used to when you were just a boy. How about we..." Chrissy was saying before she was interrupted by a knock on the door.

"I wonder if Crystal left something. Corey could you get the door?" Chrissy asked.

Corey quickly dried his hands with a towel and sprinted to the door. He had recently ordered a new figurine and was hoping that it would be the mailman at the door. He walked towards the door in excitement and reached for the doorknob. But his innocent smile quickly turned to fear. It couldn't be...

"D'Shawn?!" Corey squealed.

He looked up at the hulking figure of D'Shawn, who towered over Corey at 6'6. He was wearing a tight white shirt, which showcased his wide and muscular physique, and some track pants.

"Wassup faggot, miss me?" D'Shawn grinned, as he pushed past Corey and stepped into his house.

Corey slammed the door and ran after D'Shawn.

"No no no, this can't be happening. I haven't seen him since the videos he sent me, he promised my Mom he wouldn't go near me!" Corey exclaimed, his mind racing with thoughts.

He sprinted to the front room where D'Shawn was standing in front of Chrissy.

"D'Shawn, what are you doing here?!" Chrissy asked with a confused expression, averting eye contact with both D'Shawn and Corey.

"Well I heard Corey's father is gone for a while now. I couldn't make my move with him in the house. Not that he'd be a problem for me, but he'd snitch to the cops for sure." D'Shawn said with an evil grin on his face.

Corey was frozen with fear, unable to move. His hands were shaking and his feet were glued to the spot.

"You haven't changed one bit Corey, its pathetic. You know, I thought by exposing how much of a slut your Mom and sister were, you'd cut ties with them or at least confront me. Now that, I could respect. But you're too much of a pussy to do that. I bet you don't even know the whole truth." Deshawn said, looking over at Chrissy.

Chrissy looked down at the floor in shame.

"The truth is, your Mom has been coming to see me, even after I sent you those videos. And as for your sis, I been fucking her for months now. I stole her from that loser Tyler and made her mine. Just like I made his Mom mine too." D'Shawn said while laughing.

Corey couldn't believe this, it couldn't be true. Surely D'Shawn was lying. His Mom assured him that everything was over!

"Admit to it Chrissy. Or I'll leave forever. You can put up with the mediocre dick of your husband, or anyone you can find, but deep down, you know that you'll never find anyone like me." D'Shawn chuckled cunningly. He had Chrissy right where he wanted her. Just like the harem of white sluts he had, Chrissy belonged to him. And he knew, no matter how much she loved her son, she also loved the satisfaction that D'Shawn gave her.

Chrissy looked up at D'Shawn and bit her lip. She did love Corey, but D'Shawn was everything that was missing in her life. He satisfied her like no one else could. Sure he was Corey's bully, but her feelings should also be considered right? She shouldn't have to throw away something priceless just for the sake of her son.

"Please D'Shawn, I-I'll confess, just don't go." Chrissy shouted, almost as if it was an impulse.

D'Shawn grinned and looked right at Corey.

"He's telling the truth Corey. I've been seeing D'Shawn, and so has Crystal. I love you, like any mother should, but I have my own needs to. Your father, as great as he is, could never really satisfy me. So please Corey, I'm begging you, don't hate me for this!" Chrissy blurts out frantically.

Corey looks at his Mom with a stunned expression. He feels a slight twitch in his crotch as he tries to compose himself.

Chrissy walks over to Corey and bends down so she's eye level with him. She puts her hand under his chin and tilts his head up.

"Corey sweetie, please, I know you feel betrayed but try to understand me. Don't you love me?" Chrissy asks him, with a soft but melancholy expression.

Corey looks back at his Mom. She was all he truly had. He didn't have friends at school, or a girlfriend, or even a good relationship with his sister or father. Chrissy was all he had. Whatever she was doing with D'Shawn, it was for Corey's sake. And if she was satisfied by D'Shawn, then Corey should be fine with it. Wouldn't he want his Mom to be happy?

"It's fine Mom, I understand" Corey says.

Chrissy has a warm smile on her face.

"Well, lets get started then Chrissy." D'Shawn says as he slaps Chrissy's ass and sits down on the sofa.

"Uh yes daddy, I mean D'Shawn" Chrissy says. She follows D'Shawn and sits next to him on the sofa.

Corey knew what was going to happen. He accepted it and walked away to leave the room.

"Hey faggot, get over here!" D'Shawn shouted at him in his deep, gruff voice.

Corey was frightened and looked unsure at what to do. He stared at Chrissy, hoping she'd defend him and let him leave.

"Just do what he says Corey. Please, this is all to protect you." Chrissy said frantically. Her eyes weren't even meeting Corey's, they were glued to the bulge in D'Shawn's pants. She needed it. She needed that big black cock. She needed it to stretch out every hole in her pussy. From the moment D'Shawn entered her house, her pussy was dripping like a waterfall. She didn't care that D'Shawn had a rotation of other women, including her own daughter. As long as she got that dick from him, that was all that mattered to her.

Corey did as his mom told him and walked towards D'Shawn. As they stood face to face, it was amusing how they could even be considering the same species.

D'Shawn raised his arm, his veins pulsating, and smacked the palm of his hand across Corey's face, breaking his nose and causing him to fall back on the floor. Corey's face stung with pain as he struggled to even move. He repeatedly faded in and out of consciousness, unable to clearly see or hear what was going on. He felt so humiliated, having been knocked out in front of his own Mom.

As Corey lay flat on his back, his head spinning, his senses began to come back to him. He felt immense pressure on his body, as if someone was kneeling on him. It also sounded as if someone was choking. He squinted his eyes and stared up at the ceiling and noticed something that something long and black was above him. He couldn't fully make out what it was but he saw that something was sliding back and forth on it. What was it?

Corey's vision was still fuzzy and blurred but he could hear the sounds it made. It was so messy and sloppy, like the slime toys his Mom bought for him when he was just a kid. He could feel something wet drip onto his face, its texture was so sticky.

Corey tilted his head to a 45 degree angle and saw someone was sitting on him. Their knees were on his stomach and they were bobbing their head back and forth. Their bra was almost about to burst as their breasts bounced up and down, and Corey could make out their hard nipples protuding through it. It looked like it was his Mom.

"MOM!?", Corey thought to himself, his eyes wide with fear and his heart pounding.

"No she wouldn't do that to him. She's been with D'Shawn but this is different, that could not be Mom, she would not do this, not in front of him!" Corey thought frantically, trying to convince himself.

As his heart pounded, his vision and sound slowly went back to normal. And Corey realised the horrors of what was going on.

Chrissy was kneeling on top of him, her fat ass resting on his crotch in her signature yoga pants. She had her hands resting against D'Shawn's thighs, who was standing directly above him. His long veiny dick, which resembled a sword by the sheer magnitude of its size, was in Chrissy's mouth.

Corey could see the underside of Chrissy's mouth slide back and forth on D'Shawn's cock, her wet lip gloss leaving pink rings all over his shaft. She was drooling all over his dick as she deepthroated it, with strings of her spit running down her chin and dribbling onto Corey's face. He tried to move but he was still weak from D'Shawn's attack on him. It was almost like he was paralysed. He had no choice but to watch his Mom worship his bully.

"Mom, please stop." Corey mumbled croakily, but Chrissy took no notice of this.

D'Shawn however, heard everything, and wanted to make Corey suffer.

He grabbed the back of Chrissy's head with his right hand and pushed it to the end of his dick. He could feel her throat tighten and struggle as he smoked his blunt. This is what he loved about having a big dick. It was the power to be in control. He looked down at Chrissy, her eyes wide with fear, and her hands shaking against his thighs.

"That's it bitch, hold it right there, do a good job for daddy." D'Shawn chuckled, taking another puff of his blunt.

Chrissy began to retch and gag as D'Shawn lodged his dick firmly down her throat. She felt so dirty as he stretched her mouth with his girthy member, her jaw beginning to ache. Clumps of snot began to leak from her nostrils and down onto her upper lip. But all Chrissy cared about was serving her black daddy.

"You one nasty bitch." D'Shawn said, holding her head in place.

Chrissy couldn't take it anymore, she could feel acid rising from her stomach. Her throat was about to give in. She knew that it would spill onto Corey's face if she puked. But if D'Shawn wanted it to happen, then it would happen. Any second now...

"Glrghhhh!", Chrissy croaked as chunks of puke spilled out of her mouth, which was still wrapped around D'Shawn's cock, and onto Corey's face. D'Shawn chuckled as he let go of Chrissy's head, and pulled his dick out of her mouth.

Chrissy frantically gasped for air as she tried to catch her breath; her nose was running and strings of saliva and puke were hanging from her chin.

"That was so nasty Daddy." Chrissy said, her face stretched into a grin as she tried to catch her breath.

She looked down at Corey, who's face was littered in her puke. He was still too weak to move, and he had no choice but to lay there, humiliated and degraded. He was so shocked he couldn't even get a word out.

"Don't worry Corey, Mommy is here to protect you. D'Shawn knocked you down so easily, Mommy had to do something to calm him down before he hurt you even more. Just stay there and be a good boy" Chrissy said condescendingly.

"MOM! D'SHAWN!" Crystal shrieked in amazement.

"Oh Crystal, I'm so sorry, I should've waited for you." Chrissy apologised, "come and help your Mom out will you".

"Both of you bitches, take yo clothes off. And Corey, I got something special for you." D'Shawn chuckled.

He picked up Corey from his shirt with ease, dangling him in the air. Corey watched as his Mom and sister tried to stifle their laughs as he was suspended in mid-air. D'Shawn threw Corey in front of the sofa and sat down, placing his long legs on Corey's back, using him like a leg rest.

"You better not move a muscle Corey!" D'Shawn ordered with a big grin on his face.

His eyes turned over to Chrissy and Crystal, and his smile grew even wider. He owned them, and they'd do anything for him. Anything.

"Strip for me, then get over here, I want both of you beside me." D'Shawn ordered in his gruff voice.

His word was like the gospel. It had them in a trance. They were nothing more than property to D'Shawn. They stripped in front of him, without a care that Corey was watching. Chrissy was boasting 34DD breasts, both large and firm; it was almost unbelievable that she had stayed loyal throughout her marriage with tits like those. Crystal's tits were smaller, but they were perkier and pierced, a sign of her utter devotion to D'Shawn.

They both sat down beside him, one on each side. D'Shawn lay his head back and took a puff of his blunt as Chrissy and Crystal leaned over.

They both wrapped their breasts around D'Shawn's big black cock, then crushed them together by squeezing them. D'Shawn had trained and broken these sluts easily, serving him was like second nature to them.

"That's it, just like that!" D'Shawn sighed as both Chrissy and Crystal moved their fat tits up and down his cock. He looked down at Corey in front of him, who remained still despite what was going on.

D'Shawn could feel Chrissy's hot breath on the head of his dick as she began to lick it, her tongue slathering it in her warm saliva, going slower each lick so she could savour the taste of his cock. Crystal was planting kisses on his shaft with her bimbo lips, leaving visible glossy marks all over. D'Shawn took another puff of his blunt as they worshipped him.

Corey looked down at the floor, his face still sopping with his Mom's puke. His eyes welled up with tears as he heard Chrissy and Crystal serve D'Shawn. He knew if he got up, or talked, D'Shawn would beat him up. So he remained quiet, sobbing quietly.

"Corey...shlrrrrp...stop crying please...shlrpppp..mommy's doing her best to protect you and serve her big black daddy...shlrrppp...just be a good boy for me and let mommy and Crystal protect you." Chrissy mumbled to Corey, making sure to rub her lips across D'Shawn's dick as she comforted her son.

"Fuck daddy! What is it going to take for you to nut? Me and Mom have been rubbing our tits together for ages now!" Crystal asked with a big smile on her face.

"I'm just built different. Why you think I got bitches lining up for me to fuck them." D'Shawn said, taking a hit of his blunt then leaning his head back.

It all felt like a daze to Corey. The sounds of his Mom and sister, D'Shawn chuckling in the distance. He started to lose track of time. He started to forget what was even happening to him. It was as if everything was fading together.

Corey snapped back to reality and found himself standing on his feet. He could feel a heavy weight on his shoulders. In front of him was D'Shawn, who was standing and facing him. Corey craned his neck up to see Chrissy sitting on his shoulders, her body leaning towards D'Shawn. She was kissing him so passionately, so tenderly, as if he was the most important thing in the world to her. Corey watched as she bit D'Shawn's lips and sucked his tongue, moaning in excitement as she embraced his bully. She promised Corey that her kisses belonged to him, but even D'Shawn stole that away from him.

"Y-you bastard." Corey cried, his eyes welling up with tears as he sobbed violently.

He accepted defeat. He was inferior to D'Shawn. No amount of fighting back could change that. No matter how strong Corey could ever become, D'Shawn would always be one step ahead. He was just superior to him. Corey finally understood it.